Frasier: By this time, I was more baffled than ever. So I played a hunch. Hans, may I see your fingernails?
Niles: [German:] Why?
Frasier: They seem a bit ragged for a butler!
Niles: [German:] All right, all right. I'm not what I appear. None of us is. I'm not a butler, I'm not even... [turns page]
German? [normal accent:] Sit down, inspector, you are about to hear a fascinating tale. Each of us holds a piece of the puzzle to relate to you. When we've finished, you will know the full dark secret of "Nightmare Inn"!
Roz: [garbled] Are you sure we should, Hans?
[Frasier starts to direct Niles, distracting him]
Niles: Be quiet, mother. Mother and I moved here when I was a small boy after the... tragic death of my father...I kept the pain of that loss buried deep within me like a serpent coiled within a damp... cave... [drops script]
Okay, that's it! Never mind all that, I'm just going to take this gun off the table. Sorry about that, O'Toole, I guess we'll never hear your fascinating piece of the puzzle. [two shots] Or yours, Kragen and Peppo. Could the McAllister sisters stand back-to-back, I'm short on bullets. [shot] Thank you! What was your name again, dear?
Roz: [garbled] Miss Thorndyke.
Niles: Thank you. [shot] Ah, and also Mr. Wing. [shot, followed by Noel shaking the bell] And of course, one final bullet for myself so the mystery will die with me. [shot] Ha!