Curse of the Pink Panther Page #5

I remember thinking,

"Did Clouseau have

any relatives in the States?"

You mean... Oh, but that's impossible.

You programmed the computer yourself.

Compared to me, I'm afraid,

Baron Frankenstein was a quack.

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Inspector Clouseau Museum.

This is Balls. Is this Cato?

No. This is Sumo the night janitor.

Mr. Cato is in South America.

- Merde!

- I am not giving you any merde.

Where's the money?

I don't know anything

about any money he owes you.

If you want to get in touch with him,

he can be reached at the Rio Hilton.

More merde!

And the same to you, Professor.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Cato.

I thought you said your name was Sumo

and that Cato was in South America.

Only where Professor Balls is concerned.

Inspector Clouseau disappeared

owing the Professor 4,000 francs.

And he keeps threatening

to close down the museum

and take back all his disguises.

I'd give him something on account,

but I only make enough to pay the utilities

and keep myself in Ying Gow San.

I don't believe I know the dish.

It's my girlfriend.

I'm sorry I attacked you.

You thought I was from

the collection agency.

No. I know who you are.

I was hoping I could beat you up so badly

you might give up trying

to find Inspector Clouseau.

Why don't you want me to find him?

Because he used to beat me up so badly

I kept wishing he would disappear.

There's an old Chinese saying...

You speak Chinese?

No.

Well, the nearest English

equivalent would be,

"Never look a gift horse in the mouth."

Would you like some tea?

No. I've got to crack this case,

and I'm on a tight schedule.

Tell me about this Professor Balls.

He used to make all of

the Inspector's disguises.

As a matter of fact,

he was the last one

to see the Inspector alive.

You don't say.

That's him.

Can I help you?

Yes. I'd like to see Professor Balls.

There is someone here

to see the Professor.

Professor Balls?

Do we know each other?

I'm...

I'm a police officer.

I was in Zagreb visiting

my half-brother at the monastery.

I only want to ask you a few questions.

Nevertheless, I have a perfect alibi.

For what?

For practically anything.

I am a law-abiding citizen. Right, Cunny?

My little friend here will back me up.

Right, Cunny?

All right, Cunny, that's enough.

All right, all right! Down!

He's been with me for 20 years.

Sometimes he thinks I'm his girlfriend.

He is also the best fitter in Paris, monsieur.

In all of France, for that matter.

He can whip you up a very nice suit

with two pair of pants while you wait.

- What do you say?

- No, you see, I'm investigating...

Of course you are investigating.

You are a policeman!

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