Mr. Magoo Page #2

We'll never make it to Cloquet's.

They're onto us, Luanne.

- I can feel it in my...

- Morgan, that's yesterday's paper.

Oh.

Nothing like the old sea air

to clean out the pipes.

Huh? Right, Angus?

The sun is a little hot.

Time to apply the old Ban de Soleil.

There we go.

Oh. A very refreshing,

minty fragrance.

Ah, the French.

They think of everything.

What's that? The old fog

rolling in, thick as pea soup?

Not my pea soup, mind you,

but maybe one of those other brands.

Bob, why steal the Star for your boss,

Cloquet, and get peanuts for it...

when he can turn around

and auction it off for millions?

Why not auction it off ourselves?

That way we get millions

and each other.

Me and you?

I could take you to places

you've never been before.

I've never been to Toronto.

I know a little cosy

bed-and-breakfast place in Toronto...

but we could skip the breakfast part.

Come on, Angus. We won't let

a little fog stop us, huh?

You rotten seagulls!

You con-sarned buzzards, you!

Uncivilized behaviour.

I'd never do anything like that to you.

I'm gonna have to get this

dry-cleaned now.

Blast your...

Ho-ho-ho. I've got a strike.

Well, shiver my timbers!

It's a lunker!

Just call me Ishmael.

It's Moby Dick!

Why, look at that... Look at...

Look at that, Angus.

It's huge.

He was a big one, Angus.

Just look at the size

of those, uh, uh, pants.

Well, I'd say we were in

the Bermuda Triangle...

but we're nowhere near Bermuda.

I'll just play it safe

and head for shore.

Well, Angus, here we are in safe harbour

once again.

Well, an escalator to the top.

How swank.

Must be a yacht club.

Angus?

Angus, where are you, boy?

Well, hello, Angus.

Come on there, fella.

We believe Magoo created a diversion

while his accomplices stole the jewel.

But why? Mr Magoo

is a very wealthy man.

Are you sure about that? People do eat

a lot more fresh food these days.

Okay, we don't collar Magoo.

We put him under surveillance.

But this is absurdity. I'm to be

his guest at the opera tonight.

Great! You can be our inside person.

That is, if it's all right

with the FBI.

So, Magoo has the Star of Kuristan.

But it was Luanne's fault!

She double-crossed us.

I shouldn't have hired her.

But she's the only one capable

of stealing the Star.

How could someone with such beauty...

be so treacherous?

I worship all that is beautiful,

Morgan.

The greatest sin is to destroy

a thing of beauty.

I fear now we must destroy

the beautiful Miss Le Seur.

Kill her.

But first, get the stone, all right?

Tomorrow buyers are arriving from

all over the world to bid on the ruby.

Schmidt. Gosher. Havzinski.

I hear there's a rumour

Ortega Peru might even show.

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