The Pink Panther Page #5

He is outside on the practice field.

Well, we shall see about Mr. Bizu.

I've got Bizu

in the interrogation room.

What's the plan?

I'm going to give him the

good-coplbad-cop routine.

You are the soccer player

known as Bizu?

- Yes.

- You were acquainted with Gluant?

- I'm glad he's pushing up daisies.

- He is not pushing up daisies.

He is dead.

It's an idiom.

You, sir, are the idiom.

Now, unless you want to spend

the rest of your life in prison...

...you will answer the next question.

Did you kill him?

I would have loved

to have killed him.

But some lucky bastard

beat me to it.

You disgust me.

I'll be right back.

Cigarette?

No.

Thanks.

Good for you.

Bizu...

...I know you didn't do it.

Someone else did,

and they are trying to set you up.

You'll help me?

Of course I'll help you.

Now, do you have any idea who

might have done this terrible thing?

His partner in those

stupid restaurants, Larocque.

Raymond Larocque,

the casino owner.

Gluant would steal money from

the restaurants and use it to gamble.

My guess is Larocque got fed up...

...and had him killed.

Bizu, I like you.

I'm going to help you.

You and I are going to make

a great team.

The good-coplbad-cop routine

is working perfectly.

You know, usually

two different cops do that.

You know what we do to prisoners

who don't cooperate?

We hook them up to the box.

What is the box?

Idiot. Like this,

I take one electrode...

...I put it here.

I take the other one...

...I put it...

So, what do you think?

Bizu is innocent.

How can you say that?

Gluant suspended Bizu.

He stole his girlfriend.

If it were me, I would have killed him

then and there.

That's exactly what Bizu did.

Ponton...

...a crime is like a jigsaw puzzle.

You have to have the jig

and you have to have the saw.

You have the jig, but no saw.

Where is your saw?

"Oh, Your Honor, I want to present

a case, but all I have is a jig.

Is that okay?"

What?

Nothing.

I thought you said:

No.

Strange.

Oh, it's you.

I hope you don't mind I let

myself in with the spare key.

- Oh, no, no.

- And, look.

I got your pants back from the tailor.

- Plus a spare.

- Good.

- Would you like some water?

- Yes, please.

You know, Nicole, this crime

is forcing me to use all my knowledge.

Everything I have learned in a lifetime

of investigating is coming into play.

Do you mind if I have these?

I haven't eaten.

Oh, please, go ahead.

Things are appearing in my mind

that I did not even realize was there.

And yet the in...

Oh, my God. The Heimlich!

The Heimlich!

Are you feeling better?

Yes, thank you.

You are so good at it.

Where did you learn that?

I used to practice on mannequins,

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