The Pink Panther 2

I now bring to your attention

one of the most stunning treasures

in the British Library's entire collection.

The Magna Carta.

And now, over here,

perhaps the most cherished

ancient artifact in the Western world.

The Shroud of Turin.

The Imperial Sword!

Chief Inspector Dreyfus is here to see you.

- Chief Inspector.

- Sir.

I'm sure you know why you're here.

The British, the Italians and the Japanese

are assembling an elite squad

of their finest detectives,

an international Dream to track down this Tornado.

- And France will be represented?

- Exactly.

I am honored, but not surprised.

This is the culmination of my career.

The moment

that I've been waiting for all my life.

- No, no, no.

- Well, not all my life, perhaps...

- No, no.

- No. Nevertheless...

They want Clouseau, since he is

considered the top detective in the world.

We have been asked if Clouseau

is available to lead the Dream Team.

- Clouseau?

- Yes, yes.

- Is there something wrong?

- No, no, not at all.

Would you mind if I use your bathroom

just for a moment?

- Certainly.

- Thank you.

Clouseau.

I'm afraid, sir,

that Clouseau is currently occupied.

- What?

- I've assigned him to a mission

so important for our country

that I fear for our national security

if he was taken off it.

Clearly a violation.

Parking ticket.

What is this for?

Thirty-one centimeters from the curb,

nine centimeters too far.

Nine centimeters into

the seamy black underbelly of crime.

- You must take the ticket. Take it.

- Never!

You must take the ticket.

You're not wearing your seatbelt.

You are going to have to go

to traffic school.

Pardon me.

- Stop this car immediately.

- Okay.

Right.

- Are you finished yet?

- Complete and operational.

Chief Inspector,

your new system will monitor and record

every word and every movement

in this room.

So, if anyone breaks in, what happens?

Your office is linked to the elite

Black Berets. They will be here in seconds.

Sir, Inspector Clouseau is here to see you.

Send him in.

- Clouseau?

- I have to appoint him to the Dream Team.

- Clouseau?

- Don't ask, don't...

Good afternoon, Chief Inspector.

I'm here with my report.

This darn Medal of Honor.

You're so fortunate

you never got one, Chief Inspector.

You look so tidy having no honors

or other forms of distinguishing decor.

Why don't you wear it under your shirt,

you know, out of sight?

Brilliant idea, Chief Inspector.

That way it won't clang around.

Now, the parking ticket situation.

Over the last six weeks,

I've given out almost four parking tickets.

One at the muse, overtime.

And one, you'll recall, to you,

in violation of the bent-license-plate law.

- Yes, I recall.

- It's all there in the report.

Fascinating.

Well, I shall waste no time in reading it.

And just in case, I've deftly cataloged,

numbered and cross-referenced

each offense here in my little black book.

Now, Clouseau, you remember when I first

put you on that parking ticket detail...

Yes, you explained

it was a top level assignment.

And that if anyone ever asked you

if I was the one who had assigned you

to this incredibly important mission,

you would deny it.

Chief Inspector, I don't even know

what you are talking about.

Good work, Clouseau.

Now, to business.

I have been instructed to reassign you...

Clouseau?

Clouseau.

We were being recorded.

- The Black Berets.

- The password. What is the password?

- I don't know.

- Four, three...

- We weren't yet told.

...two, one.

Hamburger.

Thank you, sir. Have a nice day.

- The password was "hamburger"?

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