Trivia, Quotes, Notes and Allusions
[Closing Narration] Alfred Hitchcock: (sitting under sombrero opposite mirror image of himself) Oh, well. What can you expect from people who go out in the noonday sun? This, of course, was not the end of our travel log. The Wallaces eventually recovered Mrs. Tait's body, but this only led to another dilemma: Mrs. Tait had always scorned the beauty of burial in southern California, nor could they afford to ship her back to England. So, they did the next best thing - they had her buried at sea. (puts sombrero back on his head) By the way, you probably think I'm Alfred Hitchcock. (Points to man sitting opposite him) He's Alfred, I'm Omega. Good night.
[Opening Narration] Alfred Hitchcock: (snoring under a sombrero opposite another man looking identical to him, giving off the appearances of bookends) Good evening, Senors and Senoras, and members of our little book of the week club. Originally I was to play a different role, but I proved to be a rather bulky bookmark. Tonight's little volume takes us to exotic nearby Mexico, home of the tortilla, the bullfight, and the forty-hour coffee break. It is called "The Diplomatic Corpse." (opens what turns out to be a giant book he was leaning on) Allow me.