That Darn Cat! Page #8

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are in a very good mood tonight.

You can say that again.

Why don't we just settle down

and watch this fascinating movie?

[Many cars honking]

It's DC.

What on earth's he doing there?

[Honking continues]

What are you... Don't do that.

You'll disturb him.

- What do you think he's doing?

- I'm sorry.

- You're not gonna upset that cat.

- Get that cat down.

Burton, you stay right here.

Burton, keep your paws off of that cat.

[Honking continues]

Excuse me.

[Crashing]

Well, that was a fun picture.

- Take me home now, Canoe.

- Home?

Haven't you seen

enough of this thing?

I thought you liked it.

It isn't halfway through.

Oh, please, Canoe.

You know, sometimes you're not

the easiest person to get along with.

[Birds cooing]

That, uh, car's still here, I see.

Don't start that again.

Good night, and thank you for the movie.

- I suppose I'm not coming in, huh?

- Correct, and good night.

I warn you,

sometime you're gonna push me too far.

I demand to know

what's going on here.

Oh, don't be such a drag.

Go home.

Well, you don't have to go away mad.

[Door slamming]

All right, let's go back

to beddy-by.

Who, may I ask,

put that table there?

I haven't the faintest idea.

- Which way did he go?

- [Gasping]

Don't answer the door.

Someone's shooting someone outside.

I know it's DC. They've shot him

and are bringing back his lifeless body.

- [Screaming]

- DC's all right. They missed him.

- You're lying. He's hurt.

- Hold it down. I gotta call in.

I had a feeling

he'd blow this case open.

- The robbers are in this neighborhood?

- I don't want to jump to conclusions,

but we stirred up a hornet's nest.

Kelso requesting Control. Emergency.

- [Sneezing]

- [Knocking]

Oh, DC, there you are.

Did they hurt you?

However did you find them?

I was trailing DC through a yard

down the street,

and he roused up some pigeons,

and person unknown

ripped off a shotgun blast at us.

- Main Control, go ahead.

- Agent Kelso here, sir.

- I have something worth looking into.

- That wasn't robbers.

That was your nasty Gregory.

Shooting at DC.

- Who's Gregory?

- He lives down the street.

- He keeps pigeons.

- Go ahead, Kelso.

- Oh, boy.

- Kelso!

The situation I was just talking about,

it just checked out.

Negative.

[Loud pounding]

Step aside, please.

Where is he?

Where do you think you're going?

To shoot DC?

I didn't shoot your rotten little beast,

but I should have.

- Is anything wrong?

- There most certainly is.

You're not going upstairs

to murder DC in cold blood.

I am not after your moronic cat.

I'm after the man

that was following him.

Yes, a prowler behaving

in a very peculiar manner.

- Why don't we all go talk about it?

- Ingrid!

I am going to go through

every inch of this house

- and make sure he didn't sneak in here.

- I've got to break communications.

- I hardly think that's necessary.

- Nevertheless,

I am going up.

[Gregory] After all, there's just

you two girls here,

and I would never forgive myself

if I woke up

and found one of you had been murdered.

You've got nerve,

bursting into my room.

[Gregory] Now, Ingrid,

I want you to believe

that my paramount thought

is for your safety.

[Patti] We're perfectly safe.

There's no prowler here.

[Gregory] I am not a man

for half-measures.

I shall not be content until I have

searched every inch of this house.

Gregory Benson, I will not have you

tramping around my room this way.

And put down that ridiculous thing

before you shoot somebody.

Let me assure you, I am familiar

with the handling of this firearm.

[Lngrid] I'm warning you,

if you don't get out this instant,

this very instant...

[Gregory] I have no intention

of leaving...

[meowing]

Excuse me. The wiring

seems okay, Miss Randall.

- Wiring?

- Yes, but don't hesitate to call.

- No, thank you.

- Just a minute. Now you just wait!

I hope you don't think I am goof enough

to believe that ridiculous story

about you being in that closet

to fix that wiring.

- If I may...

- Because...

...if you think I think that,

you have another think coming.

Miss Randall, I'm afraid we'll have to

take him into our confidence.

You will take me into nothing.

- I want nothing to do with you.

- I'm certain when you hear...

I have borne witness to all the

circumstances I care for one evening.

How come he knows your name?

Is he one of the men

Mrs. MacDougall was talking about?

I couldn't say.

Who do you think he is?

I shudder to think.

I really do.

I can say, it does open up

a fascinating area for conjecture.

Oh, don't be such

a complete floop, Gregory.

This is all perfectly easy to explain.

Don't say another word,

or I'll slap your face.

- We're explaining nothing to him.

- Well.

I hope you realize that Mother is

going to take this all very badly.

- Doesn't she usually?

- Ingrid.

There's no reason for you

to cast a slur upon my mother.

At least she, after all,

is an innocent party.

Yeah. Good night.

Oh, and just one more thing.

I suggest you find yourself

another car pool.

Well, goodbye, Gregory.

Oh, Inky, I'm sorry.

It was all my fault.

It's all for the best, I suppose.

Um, well, goodbye and thanks very much

for your cooperation.

- Goodbye?

- I've been assigned to a new lead.

I've got orders

to wrap up the operation here.

Why?

Well, my boss thinks we're not getting

anywhere with our cat surveillance.

I haven't come up

with a shred of evidence

to connect the cat with the criminals.

But what about Miss Miller's watch?

The office just completed their report

on all the jewelers

and watch repair people in this area.

Nothing turned up to indicate

it belonged to Miller.

But it does.

You know it does.

I don't know. It's a theory and

without evidence, we can't waste time.

Oh, I think that's horrible.

What about Miss Miller? Hmm?

You're gonna abandon her

to the mercy of those criminals?

That's enough. Patti tends

to overdramatize things.

What's worse, she has this diabolical

knack of getting everybody involved.

No, it was a good idea, in a way.

We had to be sure.

So long, Patti.

Goodbye.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Excuse me.

- Sorry. Goodbye, now.

I don't know what you must think of me.

Every time we met, I lost my temper.

That's all right.

We meet all kinds.

That wasn't what I meant to say.

- I, um...

- It's okay.

- So long, now.

- Bye.

That fellow has a most attractive way

of putting his foot in his mouth.

- What'd you say his name was?

- Zeke Kelso.

Hmm. Well, no matter.

Let's go to bed.

Tomorrow, if you don't mind,

let's get the house back to normal.

Whatever you say.

More evidence.

That's what they want, is it?

Hey! Get out of it.

- No! No, no, no, no!

- Why?

I wouldn't hear of it,

absolutely not.

And besides,

it's none of my business.

- That's all.

- Of course it's your business.

That's ridiculous.

We can and we must save Miss Miller.

- No, I'm no hero.

- Oh.

Look at me.

Do I look like Elliot Ness?

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