The Shaggy D.A. Page #5

to give you an idea.

A thousand dollars.

A thousand dollars?

For that ring?

$2,000. It doesn't matter.

I just have to have that ring back.

You just got yourself a ring, buster.

Try the other hand.

I know I had it when I finished

the lemon meringues.

And then I...

Think.

Think $2,000.

If I find it, mister,

can I have the reward?

I don't care who gets the reward.

I just have to have that ring back.

Let me see.

I remember I put the ring on this shelf

after I finished

the special order.

Could've fallen into the mixing vat.

What special order?

For the hotel. It's already gone out.

The hotel.

Honey?

If I find the ring,

could I keep the $2,000?

No, this way.

[Excited screams]

Madam!

What is going on here?

Let me have that pie.

Ladies, please.

Stop this immediately.

Hit my girl with a pie, will ya?

[Auctioneer] Sold for $100.

Thanks, kids.

Remember, all proceeds

go to John Slade's war chest.

So let's all give big

for Honest John. Right?

- What is offered for this gorgeous pie?

- It's going very well.

- Of course it's going well.

- Anyone else? $120. Thank you, sir.

$200.

Stop!

Ladies. Ladies.

Hold it. Hold it!

- Shut up.

- You won't find the ring this way.

That's my Pop.

You monster.

- Look at this.

- What?

That's the same ring

you got in the museum.

Yeah. I wonder how it got

in this cherry pie?

What difference does it make?

You sold it once, sell it again.

Yeah.

- Sorry about the noise out there.

- I'll handle it myself.

[Auctioneer] I got $250.

I have $260. Any more?

Sometimes people forget their position.

- Things got a little out of hand.

- We were just looking for...

- It was not our intention to do this.

- Daniels!

This time you have gone too far.

You are a disgrace to your profession

and the entire city.

You should be run out of town.

Excuse me, sir,

but might I have

a moment of your time?

Allow me to introduce myself.

I'm Dr. Sturdivant,

on sabbatical from the Sorbonne.

Since I find myself

temporarily out of funds,

I'm forced to part

with this family heirloom...

at a fraction of its real value.

I wonder if you might be interested

in this princely relic of antiquity.

I'm sure I would be.

- Come on.

- Okay.

I heard on the news you recovered

the ring from the Prescott museum.

What's it to you?

It's personal.

I need to talk to someone.

The lieutenant'll be out soon,

they're identifying it now.

- I can't take a chance...

- Wait over there.

This is the ring, all right.

No doubt about it.

I'm rather relieved just

to get it out of circulation.

It's reputed to have

rather supernatural powers.

You see this inscription.

What's it all mean?

There goes Pop again.

Oh, Wilby, no!

- [Policeman] Some kind of spell?

- [Curator] Exactly.

The Renaissance aristocrats

were partial to spells.

As good as poison any day.

All right, boy. Heel.

- [Curator] You remember Dr. Plumcott?

- [Policeman] Yes.

Well, he was most interested

in this ring.

He told me of an incident,

some years ago,

of a young man who was

actually turned into a dog

through the strange powers

of this ring.

You don't really believe that.

Not really,

but still I'm careful.

I don't like to repeat it too often

lest I become sensitized

and turn into a dog myself.

Daniels is a dog, huh?

That's right.

Sometimes Daniels is a real live dog.

And look. This ring does it.

Remember his TV show,

the one that we couldn't understand?

That dog was Daniels.

And it happened two other times.

At the Daisies, Daniels disappears

and that same shaggy dog shows up?

The same thing happens today

at the police station.

Daniels disappears,

and there's that same shaggy dog?

If you don't believe me,

get him over here and see for yourself!

Daniels, I want you to drop out of

the race. Use any excuse you want.

No way, Mr. D.A. I'm in this thing

to the finish. I don't make deals.

I'll tell you something else,

I'm gonna win this election.

My first act will be to

call a grand jury investigation

into your criminal connections

in this town.

If that's all we have to talk about,

our discussion is closed.

Is this the ring you were looking for

at my pie auction?

Yeah, that looks like it.

You're sure?

It has an inscription.

- It says "canis corpore transmuto."

- Give me that!

"In canis corpore transmuto."

[Laughs]

Woof.

Grrrr.

- [Slade laughs]

- Oh.

Come in here, please.

Raymond, this dog has no license,

and is in violation of the leash law.

Call the pound.

I already did, sir.

The truck is waiting outside.

Get out of my way.

Grab that dog!

- [Wilby] Excuse me, ma'am.

- [Woman screams]

[Wilby] Watch out!

Oh, boy.

You! Follow that dog.

Right, Mr. Slade. Get going.

If he gets away, it's back

to the complaint desk for you.

It's the dog.

Thanks, pal.

Those idiots at the pound

don't know where he is,

but I'll tell you this, Chief.

That brute is mad and vicious.

I'm going to need the help

of every squad car to find him.

[Sirens]

- Could I ask you something, sir?

- Yes.

Why don't we make

a public announcement

saying that sometimes

Daniels is a dog?

- You know who they'd put away?

- Who?

- Us!

- [Phone rings]

Slade here.

Unit two has located the suspect.

He's heading west on Crescent.

Close in on him. Surround him.

There he is.

Uh-oh.

We've got him.

Come on.

- What's that noise?

- [Howie] Just a little mix-up.

Unit two will take over for us.

I have him in view.

All units concentrate

in the area of Rollerdrome.

Where have you been?

Elwood?

- Can't talk now.

- [Tim] Come here.

- Hold it. You got a ticket?

- I'm just going to get my dog.

You can't get in without a ticket.

Right up front.

John Slade. Official business.

I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you.

[Man] The Steamrollers are on track

against the Juggernauts.

- [Whistle]

- The referee's whistle indicates a jam.

That means we'll see some action,

as Katrinka Muggelberg

tries to send a teammate

crashing through the Juggernaut mob.

There they go.

Hold it. Out she goes!

Whoa, Nellie!

Look at her get out of there.

Pardon me. I'm looking for a dog here.

There's no sign of him

on my side.

...Steamrollers sidelined with injuries.

Search the dressing rooms.

- [Wilby] Hi.

- Pardon me, miss.

The Steamrollers have fielded

a new skater.

Don't let him get away.

You missed him.

Here she comes.

Elwood!

[Wilby] Whoa!

Elwood!

Elwood!

Hey, Elwood. Let me in there.

- Elwood.

- [Truck starts]

Elwood. Hey, Elwood!

Wait a minute.

I gotta talk to ya.

Why didn't you

tell me you could skate?

This is a real showstopper.

A dog that talks, sings, skates, drives.

Drive?

[Tires screech]

- [Sirens]

- Hey, Elwood.

- Slow down, or you'll get in trouble.

- Trouble? I'm already in big trouble.

Start throwing stuff out the back,

pies, syrup, ice cream.

I can't do that.

I have to pay for that stuff.

Do as I tell you.

I'm havin' a bad week.

Look out!

[Tires screech]

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