The Return of the Pink Panther Page #2

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no longer with the Suret.

I've just given him-

Yes, but-

Yes, but since France

and Lugash have been allies

for nearly 200 years,

it might be a serious mistake

to send someone who is-

I see. Yes, of course.

Very good, Commissioner.

It seems the Shah of Lugash

telephoned the president

personally,

and asked for Clouseau

to be assigned to the case.

The Shah of Lugash.

- Incredible.

- All right, Francois.

The Shah of Lugash.

It seems the army are determined

to prevent renewed fighting...

between shoppers

and market traders,

by sealing the area

around the president's palace.

Supplies for the palace

had to be brought through-

Oh, good evening,

Madame Van Gogh.

Good evening. I was just reading

the headlines in your newspaper.

Opposition newspapers-

Good evening.

Cato?

Cato.

Monsieur Clouseau's residence.

One moment, please.

For you. Chief Inspector Dreyfus.

Yes, sir?

You're back on the force.

Come to my office.

Immediately!

Immediately, sir.

Well, Cato,

I am back on the force.

You know, Cato,

your freezer ambush ploy-

I really congratulate you.

It was very, very good.

But, Cato,

your fly is undone.

And so, my friend, are you.

Yes, my little

yellow friend,

I knew the chief would

have to reconsider.

He did not get

where he is by ignoring

a man's qualifications.

He knows that I am unique,

and therefore indispensable.

We are much the same,

the chief and I.

But of course, Cato,

all great detectives

have one thing in common.

And you know

what that is?

Instinct.

That rare ability...

to know immediately without

having to stop and reason.

And in my business, it can

easily mean the difference

between life and death.

All right, I'll get it.

Ah, thank you.

Yes, that split-second timing

when instinct tells you...

that-

A new wave of assassinations.

An opposition spokesman

has categorically denied-

I tell you,

infamous powers are at work.

The instant you assign me

to a case, the underworld hears

about it, and I am set upon.

Cato is in hospital.

They nearly blew his little

yellow skin off. It is amazing

that I am still alive.

Amazing is not the word.

Do I detect something

in your voice that says

I am in disfavor with you?

Yes. I wish you were dead.

Well, of course you are

entitled to your opinion.

And you are not.

Out. Out of my sight.

You want me to leave?

If you are not out of this room

in five seconds, I shall not be

responsible for my actions.

Five seconds is nothing. I can

easily be out of here in three.

But if you really

want me to leave-

I've had enough!

Oh, thank you very much.

Hmm, a very amusing,

clever, little gadget.

Very realistic.

But, of course, my

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