Inspector, I just wanted to say I may have been a bit premature in my eariler evauluation of your abilities.
Well, that's very bit of you, G2.
I was wrong to think of you as inept, clumsy, imbecilic...
Obsolete, simple-minded, malfunctioning...
Yes, yes, I get the picture.
Anyway, I look forward to more teamwork in the future.
(Inspector Gadget and G2 shake hands and they have glowing hearts in their hats. They kiss and Inspector Gadget's hat is shooting fireworks)
Wish me luck. I'm going undercover. (enters the bar)
TG Tough Guys
(stares at Inspector Gadget)
Okay, Brain. The coast is clear. Come on, Let's run the out back.
Bartender (spits out a germ and clean a cup then sees Inspector Gadget)
What do you want?
Well, I just got out of slammer. And I look for my whistle.
Bartender What'll you have?
Bartender Milk?
I mean, Chocolate milk. Make it a double.
Okay, then. Let's see what applicans we have here. Squint. Jungle Bob. And you must be the one they call "The Ninja".
Ninja? Why did they call you that?
Ninja Hi-ya.
Okay, then. Judging by this. You guys are prime minion material.
Bartender (gives Inspector Gadget a chocolate milk)
Inspector Gadget drinks chocolate milk
(After drinking a chocolate milk)
Ho. (The bartender looks at the disguise moustache) I Have History of Hair loss in my family.
Bartender Anything Else I Can Get You.
Yes. I'm looking for...(making a claw with his hands)
Bartender Sorry, We don't serve lobster here.
What? No. (whispers) Dr. Claw.
Bartender Claw? Well, if you want to find him, you're gonna have to grease a few palms, if you get my drift.
Well, whatever you say. Here you go. (squirts axle grease into the bartender's hand) Top-grade axle grease.
Bartender (grabs the grease in his fist and gets angry)
Why, you…
Go, go, gadget duck. (retracts his head into his collar like a turtle and the bartender punches the man behind him; that man falls against an arm wrestler, who bumps into pool player, causing the cue ball go ricochetting across the room. The cue ball hits a bald dart player's head, and the man falls, destroying a card game table and thuds to the floor, unconscious. Gadget sees the angry patrons advancing on him) Check, please. Just a check.
S Squint
(A furious tough guy roars as they got into a bar brawl)
So, when do we start working for Dr. Claw?
Did You Hear That, Brain?
(Screaming)
Come on, Guys. Let's talk about it. (The tough guys angrily pull Inspector Gadget) Oh, Man. Aaah, You're stretching my sweater. Help, Gadgetmobile! Help!
(sees the cops coming)
The Cops. Come on, This way.
S Squint
Let's get out of here.
We can hide in my mom's house.
(getting Punched by Tough Guys)
Oh, I Can See You're Upset.
Bartender Hey, look, I'm knocking his block off!
TG Tough Guys
(Laughing, then Punch Inspector Gadget)
(Walks in the bar and confronts the Tough Guys)
Stop This Felonious and Unlawful act or I Shall Have to Use Force.
Bartender Ooh, look, boys, Malibu Barbie is going to get rough with us.
Very well, you were warned. (throws the nets at the tough Guys)
TG Tough Guys
(got arrested and screaming as they got defeated)
Fired? You can't fire me. I quit! (Quimby scoffs) Wait a second, I don't want to quit. Besides, Chief, it's not my fault. (Gadget pulls out a chip that Claw's men left on his back to prove to Chief Quimby that he has actually found evidence) Look what Baxter found on me: a circuit override chip.
(Furious as he refuses to listen and doesn't care, since Gadget is fired)
I don't care! Claw stole the laser, and you tarred and feathered the mayor in toothpaste, and caused $100,000 in damages! (sternly) Turn in your badge, Gadget.
(shocked)
Oh, but Chief, all I ever wanted to be my entire life, was a crime fighter.
(still stern)
Your badge. (Gadget pulls out his badge from his coat pocket, and slides it in front of Chief Quimby) Well, that would be all... Mr. Gadget.
I'm sorry. I don't see what the problem is.
Watch. Go Go Gadget Toothbrush. (Gadget Bubble gum shoots Baxter) See? Bubble gum?
I see what the problem is.
Isn't there something you can do for me, Baxter?
You're the prototype Gadget, Gadget, misbound to have a few glitches but I'm happy to know we've been working. I'll let in a little secret. Soon, we'll be unveiling something... (top secret door closes) Soon, I'll solve all this glitches for good. Soon.
Wowzer! Thank you, Baxter. Well, I'm gonna go check in with the chief.
I wouldn't bother the chief right now. I heard some idiot arrested his mother this afternoon.
We're on a stakeout, Gadgetmobile!
No, you're on a stakeout. I'm on a sleep-in. So keep it down, a'ight?
The least you could do is stay alert.
Alert for what? Face it, Inspector G, since we locked up Claw, all the bad guys have been too afraid to show their faces in Riverton.
One thing I've learned in all my years of crime fighting, Gadgetmobile, is that it's always the most quiet right before the criminals strike!