Steve: Hey, how's it going?
Samira: Phil forgot to bring presents.
Uncle Phil: Here we go. Don't mind if I do, thanks very much.
Steve:The pudding, it's gone!
Uncle Phil: It's actually a chilled dessert.
Detective: Nobody move - this is a crime scene...
Detective: Taking on a lot this year, haven't you, Steve?
Steve: Yes
Detective: That's enough to drive a man to crime! (Stop me)
Detective: Happy not making Christmas pudding this year, mom?
Gamma: Cranberry sauce is my thing now .
Uncle Phil: Cocktail, por favor.
Detective: Uncle Phil got invited last minute
Samira: The more the merrier.
Detective: And you were...
May: Peeling parsnips... all day.
Detective: You're lying!
(Steve: Sorry, need to lay the table)
Detective: The dessert is gone.
Uncle Phil: Yeah, I know.
Detective: You brought it.
Uncle Phil: Yeah, I did.
Detective: Someone's taken it.
Uncle Phil: I know!
Detective: Can you pay attention, please?
Kids: We don't want to play this game.
Detective: It's not a game, it's a crime.
May: Chill out.
Detective: You're desperate?
Steve: No.
Detective: Bitter?
Gamma: No.
Detective: Confess!
Samira: No.
Detective: Christmas is at stake!
Kids: It's just a pudding.
Detective: Tell me what you saw!
May: Well, what what did he say?
Steve: Dinner's ready!
Gamma: That's enough, no more surprises in this house!
Detective: I've solved it!