Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then, hard stress.
Yes, this phone will not do at all.
A simple doctor? Nothing.
From the dynasty of Akbar the Magnificent,
I have deceived you.
One moment, please.
You said there's something the matter with my pheun.
On the glacier?
and for over a thousand years, our nation's religious symbol,
It could be embarrassing if I go to her and say,
it's imperative to the government
I just lie there thinking the same thoughts over and over and over again.
What took you so long?
Well, chief inspector, until we meet again and the case is solv-ed.
Get the devil out of my way!
He's out of his mind, that's what he's out of.
Well...
Each time the results were identical.
Chief Inspector Dreyfus calling.
Yes?
Yes, how else? Hmm.
- Hmm. For instance? - Well...
This is not the time Cato
Keep up this good work and very soon I will see to it
This bag never leaves my arm.
No! This is Chief Inspector Dreyfus.
add up sometimes.
Madame, it is my business to locate trouble.
- How have you been? - Splendid. Fantastic.
...opposition is...
Code name, huh?
How do you know that?
You're not working for the Fat Man, then who are you working for?
- Oh. - I took the liberty of finding out.
- Commercial enterprise? - Yes
- Minkey? - What?
Whether you're here on official police business or not,
in order to get rid of his political enemies,
Guy, you're all wet!
Inspector!
Clouseau, why are you still in Switzerland?
Are you all right?
Number three.
That you're being teased.
But you can convince them.
Since it was reported.
Because I know you precisely, and doubt you absolutely.
- There. - What?
Ah... Aghh!
I'll kill him! I'll kill him!
should proceed to the Lugash transport counter.
It's all right.
With friends like you,
Will the police think that?
- That is impossible. - Why?
I should like very much if you would hand me over the Pink Panther,
Pink Panther Diamond from the Royal Museum here.
and I don't tell him what to do with his money.
The Shah of Lugash.
I believe you, darling. But you must admit it does sound
Stop, Cato! Enough, enough!
The headwaiter that works at the little bistro on the rue des Beaux-Arts?
You see, your husband and I, we had an arrangement.
In the elevator.
City ordinance 132-R prohibits the begging.
I'm not only innocent,
How were you to know the bank was being robbed?
Follow that car!
Yes?