The Return of the Pink Panther Page #3

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instinct told me that, uh-

Something the matter?

You're not feeling well?

It's my blood pressure.

I'll just take my pill.

You're killing me.

Yes. Perhaps some water.

Yeah.

Fool.

You have a defective carafe.

Allow me to blot you.

I will blot you.

Idiot.

I had an aunt who suffered

from high blood pressure.

She was attended

successfully by

Dr. August Balls of Nice.

And after he had attended

her for several weeks, she-

Obviously out of fluid.

Perhaps you would like me

to fill it for you.

No, just-just-

Please, just go away.

Yes. Well,

all right, Inspector.

I will leave,

but remember,

I will be at your service

night or day.

Of course, I will be

on assignment in Lugash.

Unfortunately,

there is, I believe,

some difference in time.

My watch seems to have stopped.

Probably due to the explosion.

You need a new flint.

Well, Chief Inspector,

until we meet again,

and the case is "solv-ved."

Case is "solv-ved."

Idiot.

Don't just stand there,

idiot. Call a doctor.

And then help me

find my nose.

Inspector.

Very interesting museum

you have here.

Inspector-

Please, tell me nothing.

I prefer to investigate

the scene of the crime

spontaneously.

That way it gives

my trained instincts

full rein, you know.

But our security measures-

I'm sure your security

measures are very good.

But-

obviously not good enough.

Let me see-

Yes, very effective.

Very effective indeed.

The element of surprise.

Of course,

I knew it was going to

happen all the time.

But nevertheless,

the element of surprise.

Oh, how very kind of you

to welcome me.

Is there any way of getting in

and out of this place without

this happening all the time?

Deactivate.

Deactivate

the door.

Yes.

Oh.

Ugh, so we meet again.

- Very ingenious.

- He pulled himself

across the floor.

- He did?

- How else could he avoid

the radar field?

Yes, how else? Hmm.

Of course, he would need

a very slippery floor to do that.

- Therefore, the wax.

- The wax?

Are you, uh, all right?

Of course I am all right.

I'm examining the wax.

Have you taken a sample

of this wax?

Wax is wax.

Oh, this is where you are wrong.

Wax is not just wax.

In this case it is a clue.

English wax, French wax,

domestic wax.

The inspector is right.

Have the wax tested

immediately.

It is my guess

that you will find

it is English wax.

Why?

Because your thief

is an Englishman.

How do you know that?

It is my business

to know that.

He is Sir Charles Phantom,

the notorious Litton.

The Phantom?

Yes, one and the same.

His calling card.

Four years ago,

Sir Charles suddenly vanished.

It was rumored

throughout the underworld,

he'd given up his life of crime.

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