Episode #3.2 - S3-E2
DS Camille Bordey: If you want to talk some more, you know, about your wife.
DI Humphrey Goodman: I'm fine, Camille. I'm British. I'm going for the bottle it all up and turn it into a bitter little ball approach.
DS Camille Bordey: But you look sad.
DI Humphrey Goodman: I'm not sad. I'm squinting. My squinty face is uncannily similar to my sad face. [Pulls extremely weird expression] See? (00:50:40)
Episode #3.7 - S3-E7
DI Humphrey Goodman: Right, I'll keep watch.
Sergeant Fidel Best: You sure?
DI Humphrey Goodman: As Detective Inspector, I have a duty of care...Nothing to do with the fact that I won't be able to sleep a wink, with a killer upstairs. (00:35:40)
Episode #3.2 - S3-E2
DI Humphrey Goodman: Hook-a-duck.
DS Camille Bordey: What-a-what?
DI Humphrey Goodman: Hook-a-duck. Every summer when I was growing up, a funfair would pitch up on the village green. There'd be a carousel and a ghost train and hook-a-duck. It's those little rubber ducks bobbing around on a paddling pool. You had to try and hook them with a little fishing rod and if you got the one with the star on its bottom, you won the most fantastic prize.
DS Camille Bordey: A-ha...what was the prize?
DI Humphrey Goodman: A goldfish. In a plastic bag.
DS Camille Bordey: You had a very dull childhood, didn't you?
DI Humphrey Goodman: Every year, I'd hook a duck
DS Camille Bordey: No star?
DI Humphrey Goodman: Not once.
DS Camille Bordey: HOW is that AT ALL relevant?
DI Humphrey Goodman: Probability. See, the odds were stacked against me. As are the odds stacked against the murderer killing his intended victim. (00:09:50)
Episode #3.7 - S3-E7
Emily Benoit: Revenge doesn't pay the bills. (00:35:05)
Answer: Most likely they had only tropical exotic drinks, he wanted an old fashioned English beer.