The Great Mouse Detective Page #3

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Let me out!

See how you like that.

Ah, the uniforms.

I knew I could rely on you.

Now, you didn't forget anything?

No problem.

I took care of everything.

Everything on the list.

Uh-oh.

- What's wrong?

- The list... I know...

- Where's the list?

- The list, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You see,

it was like this.

I was in the toy store getting uniforms,

when I heard "A-roo."

- "A-roo."

- You're not coming through.

A dog came. I ran.

I had baby bonnet,

girl in bag and Basil chased me.

What?

Basil on the case!

Why, you

gibbering little...

Oh, my dear Fidget,

you have been hanging

upside down too long.

You mean you're not mad?

I'm glad you're taking it so well.

Not me, you idiot. No,

stop, you stupid fur ball!

Open up! Open up! Ay, ay, ay!

You're hurtin'my wings!

How dare that idiot Basil poke his

stupid nose into my wonderful scheme...

and foul up

everything!

Let me out! Let me out!

Help!

I can just see that insufferable

grin on his smug face.

Yes, yes,

I can just see it.

Hee-hee-hee.

Felicia,

release him.

I'm too young to die!

Fidget, you delightful

little maniac.

You've presented me with

a singular opportunity.

Poor Basil!

Oh, he is in for

a little surprise.

Offhand, I can

deduce very little.

Only that the words

are written...

with a broad-pointed quill pen,

which has spattered twice.

That the paper is of...

native Mongolian

manufacture, no watermark,

and has been gummed,

if I'm not in error,

by a bat who has been drinking

"Rodents Delight,"

a cheap brandy sold only

in the seediest pubs.

Hmm. Amazing.

Oh, not really, Doctor. We still

don't know where it came from.

Perhaps a closer inspection

will tell us something.

Hmm-hmm. Hmm.

Hmm-hmm.

Coal dust.

Clearly of the type...

used in sewer lamps.

- Uh, but Basil...

- Shh! Don't speak.

Excuse me, Dawson.

Steady hand.

Yes, yes.

Good, good.

Come along,

Come along.

Yes, yes. Good, good.

No, bad, bad.

Good, good.

Come along, come on.

Yes, come on.

Yes! Yes!

Ah-ha, we've done it,

old fellow!

This reaction could

only have been triggered...

by the paper's saturation with

distillation of sodium chloride.

Salt water?

Great Scot.

It proves

beyond a doubt...

this list came from

the riverfront area.

Now, steady on there, Basil.

No, no. Elementary,

my dear Dawson.

We merely look for

a seedy pub at the only...

spot where the sewer

connects to the waterfront.

Stay, Toby. Stay.

- Basil?

- Come, come, Dawson.

I feel utterly ridiculous.

Don't be absurd.

You look perfect.

- Perfect? Perfectly foolish.

- Shh-shh-shh.

Dawson.

Stay close

and do as I do.

Ah! Oh, I do beg

your pardon, madam.

Quite unintentional,

I assure you.

How impertinent!

- Remember, Dawson, we're low-life

ruffians. - Well, I was, until that...

Shh-shh.

Get off,

you eight-legged bum!

- What's your pleasure, mates?

- I'll have a dry sherry...

with perhaps a twist of...

Two pints for me

and my shipmate.

Oh, by the way.

We just got into port. We're looking

for an old friend of mine.

Maybe you know him.

Goes by the name...

of Ratigan!

I... never heard of him.

# Dearest friends

Dear gentlemen #

#Listen to my song #

# Life down here's

been hard for you #

#Life has made

you strong #

# Let me lift

the mood #

#With my attitude #

# Hey, fellas

the time is right #

#Get ready

tonight's the night #

#Boys, what you're

hopin'for will come true #

# Let me be good

to you #

#You tough guys #

#You're feelin'

all alone #

#You rough guys #

#The best of you

sailors and bums #

#All are my chums #

#So dream on

and drink your beer #

#Get cozy

your baby's here #

#You won't be

misunderstood #

# Let me be good

to you #

# Hey, fellas

I'll take off all my blues #

# Hey, fellas #

#There's nothing

I won't do #

#Just for you #

There you are, boys.

It's on the house.

I say,

how very generous.

Dawson...

These drinks have been...

drugged!

Has a rather

nice bite to it.

Jolly good, ladies.

Jolly good.

Dawson, get ahold

of yourself.

Ohh!

Bravo! Bravo!

# So dream on and drink your beer#

If it isn't our peg-legged friend.

Dawson,

what luck!

Dawson?

Dawson!

#Your baby's

gonna come through #

# Let me be good #

#To you #

Oooh!

Yeah!

- Dawson? Dawson!

- What? What?

What in heaven's name

is going on?

I've spotted

our peg-legged...

Come on, old fella.

There's not a moment to lose.

#Let me be good

to you #

#Ba-boo Ba-boom #

#So dream on and

drink your beer#

#Your baby's here #

- Basil.

- Shh-shh-shh.

Follow me.

Great Scot, I can't see a thing.

Shh, grab my coat and follow along.

No, no, no,

not that way.

- Dawson, look out for your...

- Owww!

Confound it!

Do you have any idea

where we're going?

But of course. Left turn.

Right turn here, Doctor.

Ah-ha, Dawson!

We found it.

Ratigan's secret lair.

And it's filthier

than I imagined.

Dawson... the bottle!

It's stuck.

Olivia.

Surprise!

Bravo! Bravo!

A marvelous performance.

Though frankly,

I expected you

15 minutes earlier.

Trouble with the

chemistry set, old boy?

Ratigan, no one can have a higher

opinion of you than I have.

And I think you're a slimy,

contemptible sewer rat.

By the way, Basil,

I just love

your disguise.

Really, one would

hardly recognize you.

The greatest...

detective...

in all mousedom!

Ratigan, so help me,

I'll see you

behind bars yet!

You fool!

Isn't it clear to you?

The superior mind has triumphed.

I've won!

Oh, I love it!

I love it!

Ha, ha-ha-ha!

Oh, I love it!

I love it!

You don't know what

a delightful dilemma it was...

trying to decide on the most

appropriate method for your demise.

I had so many

ingenious ideas...

I didn't know

which to choose.

So, I decided...

to use them all.

Marvelous, isn't it?

But, here, let me show you

how it works.

Picture this.

First, a sprightly tune I've

recorded especially for you.

As the song plays,

the cord tightens.

When the song ends,

the metal ball is released,

rolling along

its merry way until...

Snap!

Boom! Twang! Thunk!

Splat!

And so ends the short,

undistinguished career...

of Basil

of Baker Street.

- You're despicable!

- Yes.

- Everything's ready, Fidget?

- All set, boss.

Oh, this is wicked!

So delightfully wicked.

Mr. Flaversham,

let me congratulate you on

a superb piece of craftsmanship.

See what you can do with

the proper motivation?

- You all know the plan.

- Right, Professor.

It was my fond hope...

to stay and witness

your final scene,

but you were

15 minutes late...

and I do have an important

engagement at Buckingham Palace.

Now, you will remember to smile

for the camera, won't you?

Hmm?

Say cheese.

- You fiend!

- Sorry, chubby.

You should have chosen

your friends more carefully.

#Good-bye so soon #

#And isn't this a crime #

#We know by now

that time #

Adieu, auf wiedersehen,

arrivederci, farewell.

#Good-bye so soon #

Bye-bye, Basil.

#With time so short

I'll say so long #

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