The Pink Panther

As in every stone of this size, there is a flaw.

- A flaw? - The slightest flaw, Your Excellency.

If you look deep into the stone...

you will perceive the tiniest discoloration.

It resembles an animal.

- An animal? - A leaping panther.

Yes. A pink panther.

Come here, Dala.

A gift to your father from his grateful people.

Someday it will be yours.

The most fabulous diamond in all the world.

Come closer.

Okay. Thanks a lot, fellas.

Don't forget to take the wardrobe back.

How do you want them, matte or glossy?

I want it right away. I'm in a hurry.

You can't rush a genius.

I'll rush.

Now, don't forget about the wardrobe.

What you doing?

Where is everybody?

- Hey, you, come out of there! - Who is it?

Come out of there, or we'll bust the door in!

Just a minute.

- Can I help you? - Where is he?

- Where's who? - You know who. George Lytton.

He owes me 40 grand, and nobody welshes on Big Joe.

Now, look, Big Joe, I'm not a bill collector.

I'm a photographer. Just took his picture.

- What kind of a picture? - Graduation picture.

- His what? - Graduation.

Get him!

They're worth half a million. We'll settle for 300,000.

I'll do what I can, but the merchandise is extremely hot.

You stay here. Come with me.

Come on!

- Pardon, madame. - Certainly.

She's gone down. Come on!

We must find that woman.

- What was that? What'd you say? - We don't have much of a description.

About 5'7", black hair, wearing a light beige coat.

And the fools let that fence escape. He might have talked.

- We will catch him. - We must.

We must find that woman. She is our first positive link with the Phantom.

- Yes? - Your wife to see you, Inspector.

Send her in, please. All right, Henri, that will be all.

- Hello, my darling. - My angel.

Amber, how are you?

Hello, Duchess. So glad you could come.

Have fun, children. Hello. How are you?

- Hello, darling! - You ever met Monica?

Oh, but of course. You were stunning in your last film.

- What's he say? - He says hello...

and he would like you to meet his cousin.

- His third cousin. - Oh, well, that makes a difference.

- Who's that? - Princess Dala.

Oh! Excuse me.

Yes?

Miss Angela Dunning.

- Yes? - Your Highness?

Yes.

Well, here I am again, Your Highness.

I was just having a cocktail party, and I saw you driving by.

I just know you'd enjoy it. Yes, you'd just love it...

Your Highness.

Hello there.

I can't tell you what an honor this is.

Everyone's just dying to meet you.

- Good morning, Your Highness. - Good morning.

- You're a wonderful skier. - Thank you.

Help! Help!

Somebody's taking my sleigh. Amber! My dog.

Leave this to me, ma'am.

- What happened? - I don't know.

Suddenly there was a man with a gun, and he took the sleigh and Amber.

We'll only be here for a few days, my darling.

It's going to be a wonderful chance for a beautiful vacation.

Excuse me. I'm... My leg is caught.

I apologize for this inconvenience.

Do you know who that was? That was Sir Charles Lytton.

- Really? - Yes.

Oh, I am Inspector Clouseau. This is Madame Clouseau.

All right. Thank you.

Oh, I'm sorry, my darling.

- It's all right, my darling. - Excuse me, please.

- Do you know that you're really amazing? - So you've said.

How you can manage on a police inspector's salary.

How many women could save enough out of their housekeeping...

to buy such a beautiful mink coat as this?

Well, it's not easy.

You are a constant and desirable contradiction.

Oh, I'm simply a woman in love, my darling.

My darling.

I'm sorry, my darling. Please excuse me.

It's perfectly all right.

Oh, did I hurt you? Are you all right?

- Yes, I'm fine. - You sure?

- Yes, I am. - My darling, I'm so sorry.

Darling, I have a little business to conclude with the manager.

Yes?

After which, I'll return to you immediately.

Bye, darling.

It's all right.

- How did it go? - Perfectly.

Come in.

Her Highness Princess Dala is concerned about your injuries.

Oh, well, please thank the princess...

and tell her that there's nothing to be concerned about.

It's really not too serious.

In that case, Her Highness has instructed me...

to invite you for dinner this evening, 8:00 at her chalet.

Thank the princess. I'd be delighted to come.

I understand you already know Signor Tucker from Lloyds of London.

- Hello again. - Hello, old bean.

- Your company insures the Pink Panther. - Yes, for half a million.

- Pounds? - Sterling.

The Phantom could not resist such a prize as the Pink Panther.

He will most certainly make an attempt.

But when he does, I shall be waiting for him. Excuse me.

If I understand your theory, the Phantom is one of Miss Dunning's guests.

That is the theory, yes. I would like to have from you...

the names of those guests and the location of their rooms.

Of course!

I assume that the Princess Dala has the jewel with her.

She'd only tell me it was in a safe place.

I suppose if it isn't here, it's at her villa in Rome.

My men are watching that villa.

With such foresight and planning, how can the Phantom succeed?

With such foresight and planning, he's already succeeded for 20 years.

It's a mistake to underestimate him, as the inspector can tell you.

The shrewdest, cleverest, most ingenious criminal in all the world.

- And you have never even seen him? - Well, I've seen him once.

Five years ago, I got a fleeting glimpse...

Excuse me.

Got a fleeting glimpse of him as he made his getaway.

In a strange way, I also admire that man.

He has... how would you say... a unique flair for the dramatic.

- He actually waved good-bye to me. - Fascinating.

But this time, gentlemen, I shall be waving good-bye to him...

on his way to prison.

Good evening.

- Thank you. - Make yourself comfortable.

Her Highness will join you in a moment. May I give you a drink?

Oh, I'd like a brandy, thank you.

- Oh, Your Highness. - Good evening, Sir Charles.

Any news from the police about your dear little dog?

They expect I'll receive a ransom note.

I want you to know I am deeply grateful for what you tried to do.

Ma'am, it was nothing.

Thank you.

- Please sit down. - Aren't you drinking?

- I don't drink. - Not ever?

I'm quite content with reality. I have no need for escape.

I enjoy reality as much as the next man, but in my case, fortunately...

reality includes a good, stiff belt every now and then.

- On the other hand, I don't smoke. - You're right. It's a nasty habit.

Here's to all those nasty little habits that we hold so dear.

I beg your pardon?

Well, let's just say in this case it means...

your health and thank you for inviting me to dinner.

It's not often I have the chance to dine alone with a beautiful princess.

I hate to disappoint you, Sir Charles, but I'm afraid this isn't the night.

- But I understood that... - We're having dinner, but not alone.

At last! Hello! We've been through icicles up to our you-know-whats!

Oh, Your Highness!

I think it's just too darling of you to invite me here tonight.

- You've just made Cortina for me. - Hello, lover.

Oh, hello, dear boy. Now, don't you move a muscle, darling.

Isn't he wonderful, Your Highness? Such a magnificent sacrifice.

Good evening, sir.

- May I have a cigarette, my darling? - Yes, of course, my darling.

- There you are, my love. - Thank you.

- Yes, sir? - Scotch on the rocks.

- Thank you. - My pleasure.

Thank you very much.

Say, I'm looking for my uncle, Sir Charles Lytton.

- Darling. - May I get you some water?

- Hold your hands over your head. - Yes, my darling. Bend forward.

- Oh, darling, I'm sorry. - Are you all right?

Are you all right, my darling?

What?

- My darling? - I'll be right back.

Yes, darling.

Please.

Yes, she's got a cough in her throat, you know.

And what do you think? She turned out to be a man!

It's true! It's quite true!

You know, Your Highness, you really must let me give you a party.

And I can positively guarantee it'll be a party to end all parties.

- I'm sure it will. - Perhaps Her Highness has other plans.

On the contrary. Sounds like fun. Will you include Sir Charles?

Oh, no. Charles is having a fling in Capri. He has his own parties.

Yes, I've read about some of his parties.

They're wonderful. We call him the juggler.

I've never really known a man like him.

He can keep ten girls in the air at once and make each one happy.

Amazing. Sort of a contemporary Don Juan.

- That's it. - Ah, but there's a difference.

Sir Charles' predecessor was forced to climb balconies and fight duels...

and, as I understand it, keep his women separate and apart.