Inspector Gadget Page #2

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Whoa-oah!

Now you've crossed the line.

Pull over, you!

- Stop the car, Sikes.

I want to enjoy this.

- [Laughing]

Oh, gosh! Oh!

- [Laughing]

- [Laughing]

[Laughing]

Uh-oh.

# Yahoo #

Attention!

Driver of the wrecked limo...

attached

to the Yahoo! Billboard,

this is

Security Officer John Brown.

Please step out of the vehicle

immediately...

or... else.

Fine work,

Mr Security Guard. You got me.

- Here. Have a victory cigar.

- No, thanks.

Remember:

Smoking kills.

- I don't smoke.

- Oh, really? You will now.

[Laughing]

[John]

Oh, boy.

[Screams]

[Shrieking]

My hand!

Pardon me! Excuse me!

Comin'through!

- Hey, have you seen

my uncle, John Brown?

- Uh, he's in there.

Uncle John?

Please wake up.

I know you can hear me.

Look who I brought to visit.

Look, it's Brain.

He came to see you.

Okay. No.

Not in his mouth, Brain. No. No.

Okay, stop.

We're lookin'at extensive

tissue damage:
44 fractures,

a major concussion,

all coupled with

extensive internal trauma.

This man tried

to save my father.

His risked his life

to protect our work.

- We've done all we can.

- Not yet, we haven't.

- Mayor's coming through!

Clear the way!

- Dr Bradford!

Clear for the mayor!

Dr Bradford, both I and

Police Chief Quimby here...

- Hi.

- Are very sorry to hear

about your father.

- He was a good man.

- Oh. D-Did you know him?

No, I didn't.

So, how soon can you finish

the Gadget project, hmm?

I'm sure that he would have wanted me

to finish it as soon as possible.

- Mmm. Oh.

- Yeah. With the, uh,

"English Patient" there?

- That's enough, Quimby.

- Sorry. Just doesn't look like

you got off to a good start.

[Laughing] So, how can you be so

sure that this is the proper subject?

Dad told me that I would know

when the right man came along.

John Brown's the right man.

- Well.

- Well.

That's good enough for me.

[Laughs]

Let's go.

[All]

Hmm.

- Chain saw!

- Waxy build-up, stat.

- Bring in the hoses, stat!

[Surgeons Continue Noisily]

[Man]

Ready, and... break!

It's a thing of beauty,

Quimby.

The future of law enforcement

reborn before our very eyes.

Yeah... Columbo and Nintendo

all rolled into one.

He'll make you obsolete:

No overtime, no hazard pay,

no blue flu. [Laughs]

And he won't call me

"Evil Gidget" behind my back.

Oh, by the way, what do we have

on the Artemus Bradford murder?

Well, we got a limo

with no licence...

and some scrap metal from whatever

it was that broke into the lab.

- Do we at least know what was stolen?

- According to Doctor Bradford,

- a robotic foot.

- Robotic foot.

- A robotic foot?

- Yeah.

What kind of cyberfreak

are we dealing with?

[Man]

Not bad, Kramer.

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