Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
[at Charles de Gaulle Airport]
What's the matter, Ponton? You seem a little... depressed today. Is it your wife again?
Ponton:
Yes. She still feels my job takes up too much of my time.
Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
Ah, the same old thing.
Ponton:
Next week is our tenth anniversary. She thinks we should go away together.
Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
Oh Ponton, would you like me to talk with her?
Ponton:
Uh, no - I mean, this issue must be discussed between husband and wife.
Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
Well, you must explain to her that we are men of the law, always living in the shadows. Ow!
[the passport official stamps Clouseau's hand instead of the passport]
Ponton:
[to the passport stamper]
Idiot.
Ponton:
I will miss you, Inspector.
Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
I will miss you too, Ponton. Oh, and Ponton...
Ponton:
Yes?
Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
[Clouseau speaks out loud enough for the other travelers to hear]
I am sorry you can't satisfy your wife.
Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
[Clouseau reads the sign]
'I am now leaving France'. This is a bad idea.
Christiane Amanpour:
[as soon as Clouseau crosses the "You are now leaving France" line, a breaking news bulletin appears on TV]
The legendary Pink Panther diamond has been stolen. Officials suspect the perpetrator is the infamous Il Tornado.
Insp. Jacques Clouseau:
What'd I tell you?
