Herbie Goes to Monte Carlo Page #3

Over that luscious

little Lancia.

What is-

[ Continues ]

I'm telling you,

Paris and women have got him.

I'm gonna have to warn him the same

way I did you. Like father, like car.

What are you doing?

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- Now, wait a minute, buddy-

- What do you mean, "buddy"?

- Uh, Miss buddy.

- You- You-

- Yeah,Jim Douglas. And I'm very sorry.

- You think...

that because I'm a woman driver, you

can get away with anything you please!

Well, I'm not a pigeon for your fun

and games. I've had it with you clowns!

No, I'm not the clown.

Believe me, it was Herbie.

Oh, yes, you're blaming

your dizzy mechanic.

No, no, it's-

Herbie's the car,

and he's kinda like a person.

He's- Now, I know

that sounds funny.

Crazy,

is more like it!

Well, what were you doing

out there, Douglas?

- Well, it's kinda hard to explain,

sir- - Not for me, it isn't.

- He doesn't want a woman in the race.

- Look, Miss Darcy...

you'll be given another

chance to qualify. We're terribly sorry.

You're sorry, he's sorry,

everybody's sorry.

But I didn't qualify!

[ Man On P.A.]

Attention, Antonio Vittoro.

If you wish to qualify, Mr. Douglas,

you have exactly 10 minutes.

Hear that, Herbie? You forget that

powder puff and get your mind on racing!

You better believe it!

Gilbert.

You're going to cook that

chicken, European-style.

When he sticks out

his neck...

- we will chop it off.

- Uh-huh. Oui, oui.!

Jawohl,jawohl.

We'll see whose neck

gets chopped off. Right, Herbie?

[ Man On P.A.]

Attention, attention, attention.!

[ Speaking French ]

[ Engines Revving ]

You better close

your mouth, turkey...

'cause you're gonna get our tire marks

right across your teeth!

- Where'd they go?

- I really got snookered.

I'm even rustier

than I thought.

Hey! Herbie,

what are you doing?

It's her again!

Oh, no!

Well, it took a crowd

to do it.

But at least we lost

the Lancia.

And not to mention the

first qualifying round.

- Did you get a hold of Double X?

- He wasn't very happy.

Who is? Where is

that stupid little car?

Patience, patience-

Oh, excuse me, sir.

There are impressive racing cars here, but

I don't seem to see the little Volkswagen.

Ah, you mean the Douglas car.

It will be here.

Patience, my friend,

patience.

One more person says

"patience" to me, I'll-

We better have it now, because if we

don't turn up with that diamond...

Double X is going to mark

the spot where we're buried.

Here, here.

Don't dig our graves just yet.

Come on,

let's grab it.

- Don't tell me, "patience"!

- In front of 100 witnesses?

- We need a plan.

- Attention, everyone. Attention.

We would like to show a film of the route the

racing cars will take when they leave Paris.

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