The Pink Panther Page #7

Without you, I would be nothing.

- Perhaps you still are.

- Excellent verbal joust, inspector.

You idiot! Oh, no.

- Hit it, Ponton.

- No! Clouseau!

Stop the car. Dear...

What?

Nothing.

You didn't say:

"Stop the car. Dear God,

I beg of you, stop the car"?

No.

Does it hurt?

What?

I can't understand you.

You know what,

I think he wants to recline.

There's a lever right here.

Oh, it's on the other side, I'm sorry.

A bit of a reach.

Wait a minute. I'll get it.

I'll get it right here.

Is right back here.

There must be a simpler way...

...of working this...

Oh, there's a remote control...

...so that you can just...

It's sensitive! I hardly touched it!

But it goes up...

That's it! That's it!

- You know, Ponton.

- Yes, inspector.

This is a very hard time

for Inspector Dreyfus.

It is important that

we show compassion.

And we must use the gentle

healing power of laughter.

This is going to hurt.

Clouseau!

That breeze feels good.

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