That Darn Cat! Page #7

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- Is that clear?

- Yes, quite.

- Have a nice day.

- Good morning, Ingrid.

- How do you feel this morning?

- Be careful, Gregory.

Be extremely careful what you say.

I haven't had my coffee,

and I'm in no mood

for stupid, irresponsible remarks.

Oh.

- [Knocking]

- Come in.

- Kelso.

- Yes, sir.

I was just looking at your report.

It probably sounds peculiar on paper.

If I might amplify...

Only thing missing is Chester Conklin

and the Max Sennett Bathing Girls.

That's very good.

- However, we did learn something.

- Oh?

There are too many men on the detail.

The informant, that is,

the cat, became suspicious.

I felt that we were crowding him

a little too much.

That's about

the same conclusion I reached.

- I've assigned the men to other work.

- I won't need them.

As a matter of fact, I'm about to

forget this whole cat angle.

You can go back to work

on Johnny the Cooch.

As you know, I never wanted to

be involved in this cat thing.

However, I would like to try

one more time by myself.

How, single-handed and at night,

are you gonna follow this animal?

- I'll use a small transmitter.

- A trans...

- You wanna bug the cat?

- That's right.

Okay, one more night.

One. No more.

- Thank you, sir.

- And don't try to be a hero.

- If you turn up anything, bring us in.

- Absolutely, sir.

- I sure appreciate your help.

- It's all right.

Our parents are away,

so I can use their room.

Don't worry about your reputation.

When it's over, we can explain

- what the men were doing in your room.

- Thanks.

Then we'll restore your image

as a nice, quiet, respectful girl,

- who wouldn't get involved with men.

- Oh, please, dear.

I don't mind being respectable,

but I don't want to be a cold potato.

I don't think there's danger of that,

do you, Mr. Kelso?

- No, I hardly think so.

- Thanks.

The collar's ready.

- Shall I slip it on the informant?

- Oh, yes, please.

You'd never guess, would you?

That's the bug.

- Bug?

- Microphone.

And look, here's

a miniature transmitting set.

Sweet, isn't it?

Wherever DC goes, Mr. Kelso can hear

everything around him.

Conversation, music,

footsteps, anything.

But suppose DC simply

shakes him off his trail?

He did last night, didn't he?

Lmpossible. That's where

the direction finder goes to work.

- Hey, be careful with that thing.

- Absolutely.

DC has a built-in beeper in his collar,

which sends out signals.

And the signals are picked up on this.

Just by turning it, Mr. Kelso can tell

by that needle exactly where DC is.

- Oh, come on, Patti.

- I'll prove it to you.

Look, I'll borrow the spare collar

and hide you somewhere in the house,

- and we'll get Mr. Kelso to find you.

- Don't be ridiculous.

I've got things to do,

and I'm sure...

Don't you want to see

how they spend your tax money?

You don't want him

to think you're stuffy.

I couldn't care less

whether he thinks I'm stuffy or not.

Go in there, it'll be fun.

Here's the collar.

- Hey, this lock sticks.

- No, it works like a charm.

See?

- Okay, Ingrid's all ready.

- Good.

- Ready for what?

- [Knocking]

Oh, Canoe.

- I promised I'd go to the drive-in.

- It's almost 9:
00.

- Can you get rid of him?

- Yes, I'll do the Camille bit again.

- Is he liable to keep hanging around?

- Possible.

- He's sweet, but flypaper.

- Hey, keep your date with him.

Get him out of the neighborhood.

This is my last chance.

I can't risk gumming it up.

I wanted to help.

This will help me.

Now, please...

And, uh, hurry.

- All right.

- [Knocking]

[Grunts]

- I'm ready. Let's go.

- What's your hurry?

- I was gonna make a sandwich.

- Are you out of your mind?

Do you want to miss

Night of the Surter,

starring Git Gladsby,

"King of the Roaring Surf"?

- I thought they made you seasick.

- Of course.

Don't they everybody?

Mr. Kelso,

if you don't mind...

...let's get going.

- It's not 9:
00 yet.

Say that again.

[Lngrid] Let's get going.

Now, wait a minute.

Let's just try and pull ourselves

together here a minute.

[Lngrid] Patti, you little wretch.

Let me out of here.

Oh.

Hey.

- [Pounding] Patti! Let me out of here!

- I'll get you out.

- Patti's gone to the movies.

- Gone to the movies!

Something seems to be stuck here.

Well, open it.

There's no air.

- I'm suffocating!

- I'll go get a screwdriver.

[Lngrid] I'm suffocating!

Let me out of here!

I'm sorry, but the cat's going out.

I've got to follow it.

[Lngrid] Don't you dare follow that cat!

Get me out of here.

[Pounding]

There's no air!

I'll be back just as soon as I can.

Probably just an hour or two.

Lie down on the floor.

There's usually more air there.

I'm gonna scream.

Worst thing you can do.

Uses up all the air.

[Screaming]

I distinctly heard a woman scream.

Right, and if you don't keep away

from that door, you'll hear another.

Okay, push.

I'd have that latch fixed,

especially if you go in there a lot.

Excuse me, I've gotta run.

I just hope I haven't lost the cat.

Go ahead and follow that cat.

When you find him, do me a favor.

The both of you,

just please stay there.

[Beeping]

[Loud rewing]

[Moans]

What?

[Barking]

Thank you, sir.

Turn off your lights, please.

Good evening, sir.

Enjoy the show.

Hey! You can't drive in

without a car.

Come on.

[Meowing]

Lost something, mister?

Your car, perhaps?

- What's that in your hand?

- It's a litter meter.

Measures litter

in public places.

- What business is it of yours?

- Health inspector.

Boy, this place is a mess. Look at that.

Pushes the needle off the scale.

I'll bet you got a lot of mice.

Sir, a mouse is no more permitted here

than a man without a car.

Then how do you account

for all these cats?

There goes another one.

- Inspector, where's your badge?

- [Honking]

[Canoe] All I can say is,

there's something weird going on.

[Patti] What do you mean, "weird"?

Well, like whose car is parked

outside your house all the time?

Will you please stop grilling me

and watch the screen?

[Patti] Look at that one.

Isn't he something?

That's another thing. How come

you're interested in surfing pictures?

I thought they made you seasick.

If you ask me,

you're the one who's weird lately.

You always used to be so sweet.

I don't know what's happening.

I'm all churned up inside.

Tell you what.

Why don't you go to the snack stand

and get yourself a pizza

to settle your stomach.

I don't feel like a pizza.

For Pete's sake,

stop grumbling and watch the movie!

Oh, all these

surfing pictures look alike.

- DC!

- Hmm?

Oh, DC, what are you doing here?

- You should be out prowling.

- What are you getting hysterical about?

- If he wants to stay, let him stay.

- I will not.

You know what you're supposed to do.

Now get with it.

Make the scene.

Take off.

[Coughing]

Does my smoking bother you?

[Patti] I love the smell of tobacco,

it's the fumes from the matches.

- Can't you keep it lit?

- All right, forget it.

I'm sorry. I guess neither of us

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