START: MARGOT. (A little worried.) For a moment I thought it was Tony. I'm sorry I interrupted you. What were we talking about…?
MAX. I was just telling you that I murdered exactly fifty-two people since I saw you last.
MARGOT. (With a laugh, picks up her drink from coffee table. Sits on sofa.) Oh, yes — one a week. How did you do it?
MAX. Every way I could think of. I electrocuted some in their baths, locked others in the garage with the motor running or pushed them through windows and over cliffs. Other weeks I preferred to poison, shoot, strangle, stab, slug or suffocate.
[... …]
END: MARGOT. (Smiling.) Only to find that husband and wife were very happy, thank you.
MAX. And that he was very glad to know it.
MARGOT. (Handing MAX his glass.) Max, let's drink to — the way things