Son of the Pink Panther Page #2

- Why not?

Because something there's something phoney about Mr. Jones...

and those hunters with their automatic weapons.

Then Mr. Jones just wanted to get out of there...

I don't believe he had any intention of

take his sister to the hospital.

It it looks like you might be right.

- What is he doing?

- What does it look like he's doing?

- Has he drowned?

- He can't. Not yet.

What am I doing?

I can't swim, help, help.

- What's wrong?

- I can't swim.

Neither can I.

- Then why aren't you drowning?.

- Because you see, there's sand... yes, sand.

- What? - Stand. - Ha ha ha!

- Who are you?

- Gendarme 2nd class Jacques Gambrelli.

- Who are you?

- Commissioner Dreyfus. Police.

Come on, Gambrelli. I'll give you a lift home.

But why would the man in the

van want to kill me?

Maybe it has something to do with the unconscious girl.

You had a good look at her, didn't you?.

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes of starry skies...

Very Poetic.

- Yes, "Lurd" Byron.

- "Lurd".

Thank you for the lift

Commissioner, good night.

Wait here.

- Do you live here alone Gambrelli?

- Oh no, I live with my mother.

- I... I'd like to meet your mother.

- Why not, everyone wants to meet my mother.

Oh, gee, this is Police Commissioner

Dreyfus, he wants to meet you.

How do you do, Mrs. Gambrelli?

- I hope it's not too late?

- No no, please, come in Commissioner.

I'm sorry, I must explain.

- I'm sorry, I must explain. I'm... i'm a bit wet.

- Please be seated. - Thanks.

I am... I am just going upstairs to change my clothes.

- Do you speak Italian Commissioner?

- No, not really.

- Darling.

- Yes.

Speak Italian.

Yes.

How do you know this man?

He gave me a lift in his car.

Why do you so upset?

The world is full of strange crazy people.

Now, bring the Commissioner down one of your robes.

Make it quick!

He's just like his father.

- Would you care to join me in the kitchen?

- I would indeed.

It's refreshing to hear some

good singing for a change.

Jacques loves opera.

- Are you musically inclined, Madame?

- No.

- Was his father?

- He played the French horn.

That probably accounts for it.

Why did you name him Jacques?

- Why not, is a beautiful French name.

- Yes, but you're Italian.

I knew a man once named Jacques.

When he died ten years ago I said:

Thank God, there can never,

never be another one like him.

And then, I met your son.

So I decided he would be better

of if he never knew.

- You mean his father is...

- Clouseau.

No, never.

Oh, Commissioner.

Your Highness? Yasmin?

I have a... a little snacky for you.

Under different circumstances

we could have had such fun.

What happened?

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