‟This -- this cup of tea, it is not really a cup of tea at all. It’s in fact laced with cyanide and a drop of my dead mother’s medically-preserved blood. This mixture, I’ve been assured, will untraceably and effectively kill the female lead of my movie but a few moments after shooting is concluded. I have this on good authority. Join me now as we explore whether this is in fact true.”

‟E-excuse me, Mr Hitchcock, but the set is ready for you.”

‟Thank you, Herbert, thank you.”