The third installment of this berserk, sexed-up take on Agatha Christie gets started fast after the milkman delivers a load, thereby setting off an orgy at the breakfast table involving four pricks, one banana, five pairs of tits and one pair of twins. By the end, “Got milked?” can be answered in the affirmative by all four guys.

Shadowy lighting and odd camera angles abound at Devil’s End, an elegant manse with lots of wood, multipaned windows, nooks and crannies, and a growing roster of murdered houseguests. The hostess (Valerie Pearl) admonishes her guests to be careful, while Sherlockina Holmes (Cindy Behr) prances about with a magnifying glass.

The guests entertain themselves with various liaisons, among them a scene where antiques evaluator Lezley Zen literally defrocks a baby-faced vicar. Lucky Tony James takes on the twins (Kit and Kat Lee), and Carly Parker wakes up to the dead body of her tormentor from earlier episodes and gratefully gets it on with the Shadow—a white-gloved mystery man who seems to be killing the guests at Devil’s End. (“You gave me my freedom. You murdered for love. Now I’m going to love murder,” she says.)

Now that there’s a body, police detective Donna Marie comes by to investigate; she and undertaker Natalia Faith show just how sexy death can be in a standout girl/girl scene involving strap-ons, a strategically deployed nightstick, and a treat for smoking fetishists.

On top of all that, viewers get veteran Brit swordsman Ben Dover tag-teaming Stacey Saran with Pascal White and a second orgy scene, this time in the living room. Plus, a big hint is dropped for those who are actually concerned about the titular murder mystery.