Road to Rio Page #8

You will do anything

to help her?

Remember,

it may mean your life.

I'll get the police.

No, no, no!

The police cannot

help us, not yet.

But you can.

How?

Gentlemen, hidden in a safe

in Mrs. Vail's bedroom

at the coffee plantation,

you will find...

the papers.

The papers?

Morning or evening papers?

They are in a long

manila envelope.

Find the envelope

and give it to the prefeito.

Prefeito? Sounds

like a dessert.

That's one of

the local big shots.

The prefeito will

be at the wedding.

He's a man we know

we can trust.

I don't get it.

How can the...

papers stop a wedding?

These papers can.

Ha-ha!

Gentlemen, you do

what I tell you.

Un momento.

Shh!

What do you think?

Fly to Campinas.

Get the papers.

Stop the wedding.

Foil Mrs. Vail.

Rescue Lucia.

Boy, what a finish.

Great.

Who was that?

The Warner Bros.

They're very jealous.

Thank you.

Now, here's the money.

Hire a plane.

My car will take you

to the airport. Come!

Hey, you're going to go with us?

I'll be along later with help.

Fine.

Happy landings.

Goodbye.

Oops!

Break it up men,

we've had this already.

Oh, yes.

A nice landing.

Don't ever use the wheels,

it's better that way.

Picturesque place, isn't it?

Yeah. We got to meet Chloe here.

She's featured here.

Look at this.

You all right?

Come, men, come.

There you are.

Pretty cosy in there,

wasn't it?

You're telling me.

Pay the man.

Uh-oh.

They went that way.

Pay the man.

Here you are.

There we are.

There we go.

Here, one for the copilot.

Nice work. And the hostess.

There you are.

Buy yourself a B-29.

Make our goodbyes to the rest

of the passengers. Thank you.

Which way's the hot dogs?

Over here.

When are they going to

hold the wedding?

I'll find out.

Amigo?

We got to find

those... papers pronto.

They're going to start as soon

as the prefeito arrives.

He's liable to see a double-header:

Lucia's wedding and our funeral.

Round.

Huh? Uh-oh.

Mrs. Rigor-Mortis.

Let's see what's playing up

there on the mezzanine. Amigos!

Hey, do you believe in ghosts?

Who says opportunity

doesn't knock twice?

We lost them.

We better tell

Mrs. Vail. Come on.

Listen closely, child.

You're in the chapel.

My brother's at your side.

You're about to be married.

Lucia Maria de Andrade,

do you take this man to be

your lawfully wedded husband?

I do.

Come, child.

Time to get dressed.

Come on, let's go in.

What's playing in there?

The papers.

Oh!

Hey.

Don't do that!

Where's the safe?

Behind the painting.

Always is.

Any more ideas, fat man?

Oh!

Tilt!

They must've talked

to Rodrigues.

Don't worry, Mrs. Vail.

They'll never get the papers.

How do we know they

haven't got them already?

Twelve to the left.

Seven to the right.

Nine to the left.

... to the right.

What was that?

Five to the...

Five to the right.

The papers.

Lucky for all of us, they're still here.

Tony, you watch that door.

Harry, this one.

I think our friends

will be dropping by.

And this time, no games.

Let's crack this little crib, huh?

Those sneaks.

What's the matter with you?

We got the combination.

I was just reminiscing.

Hurry up.

The papers!

Shh!

If they hear us,

we're dead ducks.

Quack, quack!

Quack, quack!

Quack, quack!

Charge!

What's the matter with you?

"Everybody here

Likes chicken cacciatore"

"Everybody here

Likes chicken cacciatore"

"Oh! Oh!"

"And there's a few

Who like chopped chicken liver"

"And there's a few

Who like chopped chicken liver"

"Oh! Oh!"

Come on, Blanchard.

Knock them, Davis.

Faster!

Scat? Scat, where...?

Who? Oh, it's you.

Proceed, boy.

Prefeito!

Oh, this is it!

Fly, boy!

Okay, guys,

the party's over.

Help! Help!

Help!

Get the lead out of your horses!

Thieves!

Where are they?

Where are what?

Where's the papers?

Honest, fellas, we haven't got

any papers. We can't even read!

I wouldn't be caught dead with...

No use.

Huh?

We're cornered.

Fellas, the papers are

right in back of the clock.

That's right. Right there.

Back of that pendulum.

Stop horsing around.

Where's the papers?

We'll give you just 10

seconds to make up your mind.

Well, look. It's there.

One...

Right in back of the pendulum.

two...

Watch the pendulum.

Four,

Four,

five,

five,

six,

six,

seven, eight...

seven, eight...

Watch the pendulum.

Deep into the pendulum.

Deep.

Psst! Hey!

We seem to have them.

What do we do now?

Watch.

You are children, little

children, playing a game.

Playing patty-cake.

Yeah, yeah, patty-cake.

One of you cheats.

Naughty, naughty.

The other one doesn't like it.

You go faster and faster.

You're waiting for a chance

to get even. Faster and faster!

You're waiting for a signal.

A signal to slug each other.

And when we say "three,"

that's the signal.

One, two, three!

Whoa! Ha-ha!

That's what they get

for not seeing our pictures.

Come along!

Come along!

Wait! Look out!

Hey, wait a minute!

Hold everything! Look out!

Stop the wedding!

Yeah, return the presents!

Lucia?

I do.

I do.

Don't you see?

She's hypnotized.

Snap out of it,

honey, for me.

Baby?

Baby?

Sorry for this interruption.

These hoodlums don't belong here.

Are you going to stand there...?

Just a second. Wait,

sister! You're the one going

to the clink. This whole

wedding is a frame-up!

Wait till you see what we got.

Yeah!

The papers!

What am I doing

in this wedding dress?

You're all right

now, baby.

Here you are, sir,

take a look at these papers.

Is he on our side?

Pull up the drawbridge!

What are you doing,

you fools?

We hate you.

We loathe you. We despise you.

Let me go!

We hate you.

We loathe you. We despise you.

Gentlemen, you

have all our thanks.

Your discovery of these papers has

prevented a horrible miscarriage of justice.

Papers stop a wedding?

I still don't get it.

Let's see.

Aha!

What does it say?

The world must

never know.

What do you know?

We never quite made it!

Exciting, though, wasn't it?

I'm sorry, nobody home.

Put the shoes out later,

will you?

You thought you'd

get away with it, huh?

Get away with what?

We're married, bud!

You're married?

I'm sorry, Scat.

This is the man I love.

My dream boy.

Oh, please, honey,

not in front of strangers.

Get a barrel and go over the

falls, son. We'll check with you.

How do you like this?

And close the door tight.

All the time I thought

she was in love with me.

Take it easy, honey.

This doesn't figure.

It doesn't figure at all.

Oh, I might've known.

Deep!

Deep!

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