The Pink Panther 2 Page #4

Do you mind

if I examine your computer system?

Be my guest. I have nothing to hide.

Sometimes things hide in plain sight.

My security system.

Answer this question.

In the past, you admitted to dealings

with II Tornado?

Yes, but that was 10 years ago.

Besides, I never saw his face.

How did you conduct these transactions

if you never saw his face?

He was in disguise.

He always wore a mask.

Did you call him Zorro?

Or the Power Ranger?

Come, come, seor Avellaneda,

you expect us to believe

that two grown men

do millions of dollars of business

with each other

and you never saw his face?

Perhaps I saw him once.

Did it look something like this?

Or this? How about this?

No, I've told you. I am not the Tornado.

How did you pay him?

With deposits into Swiss bank accounts.

Numbered. Untraceable.

I understand.

Look, I know my answers

are less than satisfactory.

I realize that.

Does this mean

I must spend the rest of my life

living under a cloud of suspicion?

- Forgive my intrusion.

- Yes.

There is one way to prove your innocence.

Back in 1996, while perpetrating a crime...

Yes, yes, yes. He received a bullet wound

in the shoulder.

Is this what it's come to?

That I must strip down

and remove my clothes

in the sanctity of my own home

before a group of people I've only just met

just to prove my innocence?

Well, it wouldn't hurt.

Fine. Let's get it over with, then.

I believe it was the right shoulder.

So I hope this proves beyond doubt

that I am not the Tornado.

We will have to leave you in peace.

He's already shown us his shoulders.

There is no wound.

He did?

- The man is guilty.

- There's no physical evidence.

Clouseau!

He removed his shirt twice,

and there was no bullet hole.

Haven't you ever heard

of cosmetic surgery?

Yes. Of course you have.

Clouseau Inspector,

I even checked all the house's computers.

None of them are used

to hack into the museum.

Still...

Clouseau, can't you see

what's plain in front of you?

Your unrelenting stubbornness

is maddening.

And I'm telling you I sense

the presence of the Tornado in that house.

They don't know anything.

That blasted bullet wound. It's my mark.

One day they'll find me.

You're in no danger, Laurence.

This is all very strange.

I even know one of them.

You do?

- Which one?

- You know me.

Isn't it obvious?

Inspector, excuse me.

Are you familiar with a Spanish restaurant

here in Rome called La Plata de Nada?

Know it? I destroyed it.

I found this in a jammed paper shredder.

The grand re-opening of La Plata de Nada.

And I thought, "Why would Avellaneda

"shred a simple reminder

of a dinner appointment?"

Good work, Ponton.

- So what should we do?

- Our jobs, Ponton.

We investigate, see who he's eating with.

Perhaps the Tornado.

You go on ahead.

Ponton and I will get a taxi

and do a little sightseeing.

This stakeout was a good idea, Ponton.

Fortunately, I'm an expert lip-reader.

He's saying, "Never retune a wet piano."

Why is he saying that?

No, he is saying, "My wife will not be back

in Italy until Sunday."

- No wonder he shredded the message.

- What is all this?

Before they opened tonight, I snuck in,

found out which table he'd reserved,

and planted a bug.

But how did you find out which table

they would be seated at?

You rubbed your fingers together.

That is surprising.

What is she doing here with him?

I'm sorry, Inspector.

We've got to find out

what they are saying.

Why?

We've got to move the bug

from that table to that table.

- How?

- Let me handle it.

Hello. Remember me?

Don't you come back.

What's wrong?

You don't like this restaurant?

Oh, no.

No, I have been here one time before.

It's very nice.

There. It is out.

We've been able to confirm

that the Pope's ring has been stolen.

Ironically, the Dream was no less than five miles away in Rome.

The Italian people are outraged

that the Tornado was able to pull this off

right under their noses.

Mr. Clouseau.

Mr. Pepperidge, was the Dream sleeping last night during the theft?

No comment.

Do you think

they will ever recover the ring?

If I made a comment after I'd said,

"No comment,"

I'd look like a complete ass, wouldn't I?

Do not worry.

Vicenzo Roccara Squarcialupi Brancaleone

swears to you by all that is holy,

that St. Peter's ring

will be restored to the Church.

Please sit down.

Now, Mr. Pope,

do you happen to know right now

the whereabouts of your hat?

- My hat?

- Yes, your big, pointy hat.

No, I don't know.

Then I am probably sitting on it.

I thought I felt a little...

This can be fixed.

As good as new.

Now...

How do we know

it wasn't you who stole the ring

so you could collect

on the insurance money?

- I am the Pope.

- Forgive me, Mr. Pope,

it's just that sometimes

when I speak so forcefully,

people just crack instantly.

Now, was the ring insured?

The ring is priceless. It cannot be insured.

- So you had no reason to steal the ring.

- I own the ring.

Perhaps you wanted to sell the ring

so you could live in a big, fancy house.

I kind of do.

Now, let me reconstruct the crime.

You came into the room when?

- At 9:
00.

- And what was the first thing you did?

I went out on the balcony

to admire the Lord's handiwork.

The moon that night was so beautiful.

It made me close to the Lord.

I'm picking up on something.

You're a very spiritual man, aren't you?

It's part of my job to read people.

I think I'm quite good at it, too.

- And then what did you do?

- I removed my robes.

- And you put them...

- In the closet.

- May I?

- Certainly.

You know,

if you organized your closets by color,

it would save you time

in your rush to get to work in the morning.

It's what I do, and it saves me time.

Now, in order to better

visualize the crime,

I'm going to place myself in your position.

- With your permission.

- Certainly.

So, I come home, it's 9:00 p.m.

"I think I'll go look at the moon."

I am going out onto the balcony.

I walk out on the balcony.

I am now out on the balcony.

I am looking at the moon.

I am looking at the moon.

I'm feeling very, very spiritual.

I come back in.

- And what did you do next?

- I went out for the second time.

You went out a second time

to look at the moon.

It's the Pope.

Looking at the moon,

for the thief to have gained entrance.

Now, you see why it is important

to re-create the events.

Or perhaps the thief was hiding

in a ledge or recess.

Or perhaps he was clinging

to the underside of the...

Thank you, God. Thank you.

Chief Inspector,

Joubert wants to speak to you.

He wants Clouseau off the case.

- No!

- No?

No, let's wait till he does

something really embarrassing.

Home.

- Surprise attack!

- Surprise attack!

- Not now, I'm depressed.

- Perfect for our advantage.

The secret to an attack

is the element of surprise, remember?

Now I will teach you

who is the karate master.

Now watch what I will do to your head.

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