Gendarme Et Les Gnedarmettes, Le (Never Play Clever Again) Page #3

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saw how you operate.

And that girl is sick.

She's a drooling loser.

You think I'm crazy?

You think I'm crazy?

- Yes.

Don't lie. Sister Marie-Ange

just called me.

You don't know a thing.

But I will soon.

Wait for me tonight.

Your future may depend on it.

Doesn't sound familiar?

- It's been typed on the old machine.

Where is it?

- No idea.

You never know anything.

I know, chief.

It's in the basement.

To the basement. To the basement.

Ok, go.

Come in.

What do you want?

I think this is yours, sergeant.

My wife will sew it back on.

- Your wife?

She went to her sister.

- The sister who...

Where did you find that button?

- In the basement.

In the basement? What were you doing there?

This was typed on the old machine,

by the person who lost this.

You're accusing me?

My wife thought I was

there last night.

But I was only surveying.

You've been bitten

by the spy virus.

I'd go through fire and water for you,

but now my wife suspects me...

Turn yourself in, sergeant.

My marital bliss depends on it.

I understand.

I understand, Cruchot.

But I have to admit something too.

I was in a crazy mood.

It was a moment of insanity.

Cruchot, don't mention it

to Germaine.

I don't think little Ludovic

should pay for it.

What if the Big Bear swears

eternal gratitude to Ludovic?

Cruchot, ask me anything.

Anything?

- Anything.

Attention.

General.

- At your service, general.

Every morning you come recite an

ode to my greatness.

In rhyme.

- It will rhyme, general.

I love you, general.

- I love you, marshal.

I love you, marshal.

- I love you, marshal.

That's it.

I'm going for a walk.

- Be careful.

Do you want to take my transmitter?

Come on, girls, to bed.

Tonight at 10, Plage des Boucaniers.

I have something to tell you.

Don't be afraid. It's something professional.

Glory to you, brave soldier,

bold gendarme.

Your heroism

warms our heart.

Your strength is immense

and your courage unique.

We embrace your image,

oh Cruchot Ludovic.

Is that good enough, general?

Did you see Isabelle?

- She disappeared.

We told her:

Don't go on your own.

The place is crawling with lady-killers.

Isabelle Leroy has disappeared.

The Mehari was found near

the bay of the Boucaniers.

Nobody. Just a handbag.

- Of Isabelle Leroy.

Are we leaving the car here,

or do we return it?

Search the surroundings.

What should we do, sergeant?

Solve this case and

take Yo Macumba with you.

Show her how

professionals work.

And?

We found nothing.

- She hasn't evaporated into thin air.

She's been kidnapped, that much is clear.

Look here.

This is were the trail ends.

There was a fight here.

A body has been dragged

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