Herbie Goes to Monte Carlo Page #4

Disappeared?

Hold on.

- Hope we're not disturbing you, Inspector.

- No, gentlemen!

- Your timing could not be more perfect.

- Good.

I want to thank you for

your continued cooperation...

in this matter

of the stolen diamond.

- Tonight, we're asking for your help.

- Somebody's out to get our car!

- Ah, that's impossible.

- I think they're trying to knock us out of the race!

- Ahh!

- I was wondering if there's some way, I don't know...

we can put the car

in protective custody for the night.

That is, if you're not too busy

trying to find that diamond.

No, no! One is just as important

as the other, I assure you.

I'll only be a moment.

Uh-

Oh!

I- I mean, uh-

- We'll wait in the car.

- Good idea.

We wouldn't want anything

to happen to it. Not now.

Hello.

The car is here.

Never mind how!

[ Quietly ] Never mind how.

No, no!

It's too risky for me.

I will see to it that the car will be at

number 32, Avenue Mozart within the hour.

Don't get lost

on the way!

Your worry is now my worry,

gentlemen. Rest easily.

I'll take personal charge

of this valuable possession.

- Inspector.!

- What is it, Fontenoy?

Off duty or not, sir, I couldn't sleep,

thinking about the diamond...

- and how it would be weighing on your mind.

- At the moment, Fontenoy...

I have a car

weighing on my mind.

Somebody's trying to knock

us out of the race.

Well, with your

incredible time in the trials...

it would not take a master of deduction

like Inspector Bouchet...

to see that you have

an excellent chance to win!

Which is why I personally will ensure

the safety of this automobile.

Now, put your minds at ease.

Get a good night's sleep.

Thank you!

You too, Herbie.

- A big day tomorrow, pal. Good night.

- Good night.

No, no.

Permit me, sir.

- What do you mean?

- You have enough responsibility trying to find the diamond.

- I'll look after the car.

- Don't be ridiculous!

- Aah, aah!

- [ Chuckling ]

- [ Herbie Starting ]

- What are you doing?

- Anything for you and the force.

- Get out of the car!

[ Laughing Nervously ]

Leave it to me, sir. I'll keep this

little car hidden so no one will find it.

Fontenoy-

My best man.

[ Chuckling ]

[ Chuckling ]

Huh.

- Good night.

- Good night.

My very best.

We've checked that, sir.

It's nowhere.

We've covered the whole city.

Now what?

In the morning,

before the race...

that ridiculous little car

will get gasoline.

When it does,

you'll be there.

[ Man ] Welcome, everyone, to the

inaugural running of the Trans France Race.

They're all here: qualifying drivers

and cars from the world over...

each looking forward, expectantly, for

the chance at the magnificent trophy...

- and the $20,000 winner-take-all prize.

- [ Engines Revving Loudly ]

This promises to be one

of the most punishing races ever.

And these drivers

know it.

They've no doubt gone through

these cars, time after time after time.

And yet, we have them all here, still

refining and tuning car after car...

each preparing

for the gruelling race...

that will test the endurance

of man and machine.

I just wish I had

a machine to test.

I hope, uh, what's-his-name didn't

hide Herbie so well, he can't find him.

I wish you hadn't said that.

I mean, I'm a mechanic.

And a mechanic is nothing

without his car.

A million and one details

have to be taken care of for a race.

You know me,

how I pride myself on being thorough.

My tools!

Where's my tools!

- Right here.

- I knew that.

Uh-huh.

[ Man On P.A.

Speaking French ]

Inspector, the race is about to begin!

Where's our car?

Believe me,

I am as concerned as you are!

But I'm sure Fontenoy

will be here.

- He's unpredictable, but he's dependable.

- What?

Let me check with

headquarters again.

He'll be here.

You be ready.

- Who's that?

- He's Double X, you dummy.

Uh-oh, better duck.

Here comes trouble.

Hello.

- Uh, look, about last night.

- I know. Me too.

Sorry.

- Not about missing me with that vase, I hope.

- [ Laughing ] No, no.

I guess I was a little uptight

last night. Nervous about the race.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, I threw a few brick bats myself.

- In the wrong direction.

- We didn't get off to a flying start, did we?

Herbie and I take

a little getting used to. [ Chuckling ]

When you keep including Herbie like

that, you take a lot of getting used to.

By the way,

where is... it?

- Well, I- - Douglas, did

you misplace your little car?

Just temporarily.

You should look under a rock or two.

You might find it.

No, not under a rock, Gilbert.

Under a gravestone.

[ Man On P.A.] Attention. All drivers,

bring your machines to the grid.

Five minutes 'til race time.

It's just as well, Douglas.

You know the saying:

"They never come back. "

- Well, I better go.

- Diane!

- Good luck.

- I think you mean that.

Drivers will please take

your position...

as quickly as possible.

[ Repeats Announcement

In French ]

[ Crowd Cheering,

Applauding ]

[ Man On P.A. Announcing

Racing Positions In French ]

- Well, take the brake off.

- The brake is off.

You know somethin'?

That Lancia's waiting on Herbie.

Well, so are we, and all we need

is her hanging around.

All right!

Push it, push it!

- No, mademoiselle!

- Listen, I-

I hope you had nothing

to do with this.

- I didn't, but I think I can tell you who did.

- I know, it's your Herbie.

That's right! Herbie's missing

and your Lancia's missing Herbie.

You must think I'm an absolute fool

with this "Herbie, Herbie, Herbie. "

Well, I don't believe

in fairy tales or Herbie or you.!

Jim, pop the hood,

will ya?

What are you doing?

You want your car

started, don't ya?

Listen, uh,

I know how you feel...

but you better get

over it right now.

Forget Herbie.

You know why he isn't here, don't you?

He's found somebody else,

that's why.

He didn't have the guts

to tell you himself,so I'm telling you.

Oh, yeah, we're talkin'

about the same guy, all right.

Old Herbie.

Old fun-lovin',

fickle Herbie.

Now you see him...

- now you don't.

- He's right, you know.

So far, we've had to tell this to a

Fiat, a Thunderbird and an Austin-Healey.

I know how you feel.

It's...

fun while it lasted, but...

you know, the truth is, you weren't

the first and you won't be the last.

You might as well take off.

Will somebody help me

start my car?

Oui, mademoiselle.

S'il vous plait.

Let me have a look.

- [ Engine Starts ]

- Thank you!

- No problem.

- I was beginning to think everybody around here was crazy.

[ Engine Rewing ]

Well, so much

for the Lancia.

Yeah. So much for

both of them, I guess.

- [ Crowd Cheering, Shouting ]

- [ Announcer Speaking French ]

[ Announcer Continues ]

Douglas, let's go. Don't you realize

you've got pole position?

- I also realize we don't have a car.

- But it'll be here.

It'd better be. In two minutes,

Douglas, or you can try again next year.

[ Announcer ]

Mesdames et monsieurs...

[ French Continues ]

[ Announcer ]

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