Movie Date: June 24, 1977
- Destination, Monsieur?|- Monte Carlo. Give it to me in English! - Sure. Were lost.|- Thanks. Hey! - Herbie!|- Whats he doing? Hes getting us un-lost! Hi there! Say, were looking for|the Trans-France Race Exposition. Straight ahead on your|right. Thatll be some race, huh? Youre looking at the winner, here! This car? The winner? - He didnt?|- He did. All this for the museum payroll? For the most magnificent diamond|in the world! "LEtoile de Joie!" Could we have just a little peek? On this very afternoon|at one oclock precisely! You and all of Paris|will be able to take the peek! Fresh from his triumphs|on the European racing circuit, Bruno von Stickle! Who will be driving|his Lazer 91 7 GT Coupe. Here we have a magnificent...|The American entry is just arriving! Mr Jim Douglas... Mr Douglas will be driving a... a... Mr Douglas will be driving|a most unusual entry. Something funny|must have happened. Uh-huh. Us. How about giving Jim Douglas and|Wheely Applegate a nice welcome? This little car is the toast|of America. When was your last win? Only because that was our last race. Yes. This race... were kind of|staging a comeback here. So its very important to us. Of course, we wont be coming back|very far unless we qualify, will we? Qualify, are you kidding? Dont let his modesty or this car|coming out of retirement fool you! There isnt a finer tuned,|cleaner engine anywhere! Im sure it should be easy|to keep clean. All you have to do is drop it in|the washing machine with your socks. Appreciate your humour, but dont|worry about this washing m... car! Its a real jewel! But M Ribeaux, isnt it too much|responsibility for one man? One man? One man and the finest|security system that can be devised! All in the computer. This alone would keep the diamonds|safe from the grasp of a thief! But, one would only|have to reach in and... The pillow is sensitive to the heat|of the hand when it gets close. Im sorry, monsieur. What does that do? Im engaging a system of|electric-eye beams that surround it. One last precaution. Would you|please step out of the room? Now the entire floor is a trap! Mere cigar ash|would activate the alarm. Right on schedule! Only ten steps|to six million dollars! And one step to Devils Island|if anything touches that floor. Pardon, you forgot to give me|the computer and the numbers? I did not forget. They were put|in my trust and will remain with me! One does not part|with the only copy in existence! Patience, Quincy.|Electronics is the answer. This notebook|is our passport to the future. Id sooner put my trust|in this bit of rope! When the man has it all worked out|for us, its silly not to use it. You had to bring the whole kit,|didnt you? Just checking for the radar beam. Its there. Now it isnt. Some chunk of rock, eh? One could spend a lifetime without|setting eyes on a rock like that. Let alone getting your hands on it.|Patience, Quincy. The pillow is the trap.|One more set of numbers. Why cant a man write an 0|that looks like an 0? Or is it a 9?|We cant take a chance! I dont trust nobody!|Im glad I come prepared! The old ways are still the best! Weve got six minutes|before the guard checks. Get on with it. Arent you ever going to|get that thing fixed? Oh! Im sorry! Im sorry! Excuse me! I just... Jim? A word to the wise. Paris may be the land of love, but It|can also be the land of heartbreak. I tell you what Ill do.|Ill make a deal with you. Im willing|to resist the girls if you are. Well, thats some sacrifice! I know. But Im willing to make it. Youre made of strong stuff, Wheely. Patience, Quincy! You tell that to the guard!|Hell be here in two minutes. Gimme that! Were coming to this big|right-hand sweeper, see. Dropped into third gear|and jumped on it! Took three cars! Just hit the straight. Then back into|fourth and we were flying! Tacking seven or eight thousand. We blew off the lead car|about 100 yards from the finish line... and won it going away!|How about that? Huh? I didnt understand what he said. Thats OK.|He didnt understand you either. Come to think of it,|I dont think I did! Theres no time!|That guards practically in the door! You want that stone, dont you? Yeah.|And theres only one way to get it! Its not possible! is to leave the area. I repeat... We still have to qualify! Come on! - Whats the trouble?|- I dont know! Ladies and gentlemen... there has been a theft in the museum! before leaving the area. until you have been searched. Here, mate... theres no point|us both getting caught! No point either of us|getting caught. nobody is to leave the area. until he has been searched. Well never see it again! That little car? You can. Itll be in a showroom on|the Champs Elysees this afternoon. Yes, yes, yes. But are you sure all the security|precautions had been taken? I have searched my memory.|Could I have forgotten something? Inspector, residue from a footprint. I might have overlooked it but|I heard your voice calling... Fontenoy, remember,|no clue is too small! Did you also hear me say, Take it|to the lab and get it analysed!? Yes, sir! And I am doing just that! No! No, I couldnt|have forgotten anything! Im as sure the security was on|yesterday as Im sure its off today! Fontenoy! rounds will begin in eight minutes! Douglas and Applegate. Douglas... Oh, yes!|Youre in the heat after this one. Good luck! Thank you! Thats the same heat Im in, Douglas. Youre going to need more than luck.|Youre going to need wings! Oh, yeah? You may|just be in for a little surprise. I can see your surprise.|It is very little. Look for a bigger surprise|in the race! There will be qualifying today|and tomorrow... with the top sixteen times|running in the Trans-France race. Douglas, you are not|in this heat! Come back! Say, Herbie, where you going? - You could get us disqualified!|- He could get us killed! What...? - What was that?|- I dont know! Forget the music! Hes out of his mind! Hes out of his mind, alright!|Over that luscious little Lancia! What is...? Im telling you, Paris and women|have got him! Ill have to warn him,|the same way I did you! Like father, like car.|What are you doing? - Now wait a minute, buddy...|- Whaddaya mean, buddy? - Miss Buddy!|- You... you... Jim Douglas. Im very sorry... You think because Im a woman driver,|you can get away with anything? Im not a pigeon|for your fun and games! Ive had it with you clowns! No, Im not the clown!|Believe me, it was Herbie! Oh, yes.|Youre blaming your dizzy mechanic! No, no, its... Herbies the car.|And hes kind of like a person. Hes... I know that sounds funny. Crazy is more like it! What were you doing out there,|Douglas? Its hard to explain! Not for me.|He doesnt want a woman in the race! Miss Darcy, youll get another|chance to qualify. Were very sorry. Youre sorry. Hes sorry.|Everyones sorry! But I didnt qualify! If you wish to qualify, M Douglas,|you have exactly ten minutes! You hear that, Herbie? Forget that powderpuff|and get your mind on racing! You better believe it. Gilbert... Were going to cook that chicken,|European-style. When he sticks out his neck,|we will chop it off. Well see whose neck|gets chopped off! Right, Herbie? You better close your mouth, turkey! Youre gonna get our tyre marks|across your teeth! - Whered they go?|- I really got snookered! Im even rustier than I thought! Hey, Herbie, what are you doing? Its her again! Oh, no! Well, it took a crowd to do it,|but at least we lost the Lancia! Not to mention|the first qualifying round. - Did you get hold of Double-X?|- He wasnt very happy! Who is?|Where is that stupid little car? Patience! Excuse me, sir. Impressive racing cars, but I dont|seem to see the little Volkswagen. Ah, the Douglas car? It will|be here. Patience, my friends! If one more person|says patience to me...! If we dont turn up|with that diamond... Double-X will mark|the spot where were buried! Here, here.|Dont dig our graves just yet. Come on. Lets grab it. Dont tell me patience! In front of 1 00 witnesses?|We need a plan. Attention, everyone! Wed like to show you a film|of the route the cars will take when they leave Paris. If someone will catch the lights|while I draw the drapes...? I think the gentleman|just gave us a plan. The fine machines you see here will be among those|testing the gruelling route twisting through the French Alps... Thats it. Back up slowly. As if nothing was the matter. ..pick up speed as they race along|the French countryside. ...the challenge that becomes evident|as we approach the French Alps.. Its not here, Max.|The cars just not here. ...even the sturdiest of cars. Perhaps|were backing in the wrong direction? Just keep backing up! ...for Monte Carlo. And for someone,|victory is just a step away! - Herbie!|- You mean no Herbie! Excuse me! Excuse me! My car? My car! Has anybody seen my car? Oh! That was your car? Yes, yes! Its gone! Yes, its gone. Did you see who took it? Not exactly, mademoiselle. Excuse me, I hate to bother you... You! I should have known Id see you.|You and trouble go together! Yeah, OK. Weve lost our car.|Id like to know if youve seen it. Who cares about your Volkswagen?|My Lancia has been stolen! - Stolen?|- Your car? - And your car?|- Yeah. I saw them both. Then you saw who stole them! You would not believe this!|I would not believe this! No-one would believe this! What? I think they steal each other! Come on! Taxi! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Talk about a needle in a haystack!|How we gonna find em? - I dont know.Just keep looking.|- My life is riding on that car! Lady, I got|a few things to prove myself. Whered you take|a boyfriend in Paris? Boyfriend...? Dont tell me this|is your cute way of making a pass? If I had romance in mind,|would he be along? Right! - Its Herbie.|- Herbie? I dont believe this! Well, its true! Theres something|about that car. Hes got... Well, weve been through|a lot together. Nothing like this! Do you think|this is something to laugh about? Forgive me, I laugh at the radio. Two cars, they take a ride|on the bateau-mouche! - Would you believe such a thing?|- Bateau-mouche... Take a left at that bridge! Maybe I can explain this|over dinner tonight. Maybe not. I dont know, Herbie. Hope we can handle it. Hope I can handle it. Well, all taken care of,Jim.|Had a little talk with Herbie. Had to straighten him out. I dont mind a car with a heart. But I will not tolerate a car|falling for another car! What did you expect him to fall|in love with? The Goodyear blimp? I said, Listen, Herbie!|Were over here for one thing only! Thats to make the biggest comeback|in racing history! So no women in training camp! You just forget that little chick,|and you can do it. Just a matter of mind over metal! - You expecting company?|- No. Detective Fontenoy here. And this is|the famous Inspector Bouchet! Im Jim Douglas and this|is my partner, Wheely Applegate. If theres a problem about our car|cruising on the bateau-mouche... Bateau-mouche? No, its about|the $6-million diamond stolen today. Perhaps the most lovely diamond|in the world! - Fontenoy!|- No? We are questioning everyone|who was in the area at the time. Perhaps you can help us. Pushing the car wont help me|get the cap off! Must have rolled. Well, pull the handbrake on! - Doors locked.|- Put your hand through the window! Let me get at it! Im gonna hot-wire this car.|Well get the diamond at the garage. Well, Im not waiting.|Car, its either you or me! I suppose youre gonna tell me|that car drove away by itself! No, and Im not gonna tell|Double-X that, either! Whats happening? Theres seven cars ahead and|were last, thats whats happening! Darcy. - Qualifying today?|- I hope so! New Herbie? Hes not even an old|Herbie! Hes not any Herbie at all! My lecture must have|fallen on a deaf carburettor. He doesnt need a lecture, he needs|a pension! Now you listen, Herbie! We didnt come out of mothballs to be|the laughingstock of the continent. Get the lead out of your pants|right now. Or Ill ship you home, have you hung|on a wall in Retirement Village! Now youre talking.|We got the old Herbie back! The old Herbie|and the new Herbie rolled into one! Im telling you, its the old Herbie|and hes doing it for us! Hes not doing it for us.|Hes doing it for her. OK. So he did it for her. Look at that! I never saw|anything like that in my life. - Congratulations, you did it!|- Thank you! - Well, somebody did it!|- Who cares? Its hello, comeback! A record time for this track.|You shattered von Stickles mark! Congratulations, Douglas. You have just won the right|to taste my dust tomorrow. And mine, Douglas. Today you break my record. Tomorrow, I will turn|your hello, comeback Auf Wiedersehen. - Couple of charm-school dropouts!|- Yeah. Well, one showboat deserves another.|Ill go get him. Felicitations. - Absolutely amazing!|- I knew I had a good car, but... The exact same time|as the Douglas car! A track record! - Congratulations.|- Thank you. And thanks|for staying off the track. Its one way|I can prove what I can do. Well, it wasnt exactly you. Youve got a real problem about|women in racing. What is it? We drive too slow... or too fast? I didnt mean that.|Its not you, its your car. - And my car.|- I dont wanna hear about your car I have to tell you this.|I know its hard to believe but... You see,|Herbies not just a car. He... I didnt believe it myself at first.|The little guys actually got a... When a car like Herbie|comes to Paris, he meets a beautiful Lancia|thats also like Herbie is, with a... Its natural|that theyre gonna fall in... Youre right.|I wouldnt believe it either. When the men come by|from the booby hatch, go quietly. Just trying to warn you|about your car. Let me warn you about me! Im in this race to win, and frankly, Id like to see you|and your car disappear entirely! Quincy. Pull over! We want that car! - What you gonna do?|- Im gonna pull over. Hang on! Darkness is about to fall upon you. Amazing! - Theyre still coming!|- I think they are trying to kill us! I never thought shed go that far|to make us disappear! - Whos that?|- That cute little time bomb, Diane! She set us up to knock us out|of the race, like she said! Wait! She didnt say that. Exactly.|They never say what they mean! Thats what makes the female of|the species deadlier than the male! You read that someplace. Yes, and Ive got a mother, three|sisters and two ex-wives to prove it! They never said they wanted me out. But when I got home|the lock was changed! I dont take strong arm stuff|from anybody. Male or female! Then somebody better teach|this female the rules of the game! If she doesnt know them now, she|will when Im through with her! You might as well settle back,|Herbie. Once Jim gets started,|nothing can stop him. Who hired thugs? Im just as good|as anybody on that track. I dont need anybody|to win my races for me! That is the trouble with all of you! You dont think a woman|can do anything! Yeah, I know he seems like|a quiet sort of guy. But when a fight is inevitable,|he never ducks. Women are supposed to be nurses|and secretaries and schoolteachers! Ive taken it all my life!|I took it from my mother and father! And my aunts and my uncles!|But I will not take it from you! When old Jim gets started,|Id hate to get in his way! Hes a regular steamroller! Coward! Im a race driver,|and I can win it on my own. You know, I think you can! Double-X? I... Im afraid weve...|weve had another complication. you are the complication! That... That item should have been|in my hands by now! Its still in the gas tank. Then bring me the tank!|What are you waiting for? Weve lost them, sir!|We dont know where they are! Excuse me,|Im looking for Inspector Bouchet? Impossible. Are you trying to tell me a couple|of simple-minded Americans... ...have disappeared? Hold on. Hope were not disturbing you. No! Your timing|could not be more perfect! I want to thank you|for your continued co-operation in the matter of the stolen diamond. - Well, tonight we need your help.|- Somebodys after our car! That seems impossible. I think theyre trying|to knock us out of the race! I was wondering if theres some way,|I dunno, we can put the car|in protective custody for tonight! If youre not too busy|trying to find that diamond. No! One is just as important|as the other, I assure you. A moment. Oh! I mean,... - Well wait in the car.|- Good idea. We wouldnt want anything|to happen to it. Not now. Hello? The car is here! Never mind how! Never mind how! No, its too risky for me. I will see the car is at|32, Avenue Mozart, within the hour. Dont get lost on the way! Your worry is now my worry,|gentlemen. Rest easily. Ill take personal charge|of this valuable possession. - Inspector!|- Yes, Fontenoy? Off duty or not, sir,|I couldnt sleep thinking how the diamond|must weigh on your mind. At the moment,|I have a car weighing on my mind. Someone wants to put us|out of the race. With your time in the trials, it|does not take a master of deduction like Inspector Bouchet|to see you could win! Which is why I personally will ensure|the safety of this automobile. Put your mind at ease, gentlemen.|Get a good nights sleep. Thank you. You too, Herbie! - Big day tomorrow, pal. Goodnight.|- Goodnight. No, permit me, sir! You have enough responsibility with|the diamond! Ill look after the car! Dont be ridiculous! - What are you doing?|- Anything for you, Inspector! Get out of that car. Leave it to me, sir! Ill keep this|car hidden so no-one will find it! Fontenoy! My best man. - Night.|- Night. My very best! Weve checked that, sir.|Its nowhere. Weve covered the whole city!|Now what? In the morning, before the race, that ridiculous little car|will get gasoline. When it does, youll be there! Welcome, everyone, to the inaugural|running of the Trans-France Race! They are all here, qualifying drivers|and cars from the world over. Each looking forward expectantly... ...one of the most punishing races|ever, and these drivers know it. They have no doubt gone through|these cars time after time, and yet theyre still refining|and tuning each car. Each preparing for the gruelling race|that will test man and machine. I just wish I had a machine to test! I hope whats-his-name didnt hide|Herbie so well he cant find him. I wish you hadnt said that.|Im a mechanic. I need a car! Theres a million details|have to be taken care of for a race! And you know I pride myself|on being thorough. My tools! Wheres my tools! Right here. I knew that! Inspector, the race is about to|begin! Wheres our car! Believe me,|I am as concerned as you are! But Im sure Fontenoy will be here.|Hes unpredictable, but dependable. What? Let me check with headquarters|again! It will be here! You be ready! Whos that? Thats Double-X, you dummy! Better duck, here comes trouble! Hello. Hello. - Look, about last night...|- I know. Me too. Sorry. Not about missing me with that vase,|I hope? No. I guess I was a little uptight|last night. Nervous about the race. Yeah. Well, I threw a few brickbats|myself. In the wrong direction. We didnt get off to a flying start,|did we? Herbie and I|take a little getting used to. When you keep including Herbie|you take a lot of getting used to. By the way, where is... it? - Well, I...|- Douglas. Did you misplace your little car? Just temporarily. You should look under a rock,|you might find it. No, not under a rock, Gilbert,|under a gravestone. bring your machines to the grid! Five minutes to race time! Its just as well, Douglas. You know the saying.|They never come back. Well, Id better go. Diane! Good luck. I think you mean that. positions as quickly as possible! Take the brake off! The brake is off! You know something?|That Lancias waiting on Herbie. Yeah? Well, so are we!|All we need is her hanging around! Listen... I hope you had nothing to do with|this! - I didnt but I think I know who did.|- I know, your Herbie! Yes, Herbies missing,|and your Lancias missing him! You must think Im a fool|with this Herbie, Herbie, Herbie! Well, I dont believe in fairy tales|or Herbie or you! Jim? Pop the hood, will you? - What are you doing?|- You want your car started? Listen... I know how you feel. But you better get over it|right now. Forget Herbie.|You know why he isnt here? Hes found somebody else, thats why. And he didnt have the guts to tell|you, so Im telling you. Oh, yeah. Were talking|about the same guy, alright. Old Herbie.|Old fun-loving, fickle Herbie. - Now you see him, now you dont.|- Hes right, you know. So far weve had to tell a Fiat,|a Thunderbird and an Austin Healey. I know how you feel.|Its... fun while it lasted. But the truth is, you werent the|first and you wont be the last. You might as well take off. Will somebody help me start my car? Let me have a look. - Thank you!|- No problem! I was beginning to think|everyone was crazy! Well, so much for the Lancia! Yes. So much for both of em,|I guess. Douglas! Lets go! Dont you realise|youve got pole position! - I also realise we dont have a car!|- But Itll be here! It had better be, in two minutes,|or you can try again next year! Ladies and gentlemen! Trans-France Race is about to begin! Whats that? Its an armoured truck. That armoured truck is us! Excuse me! Yes, yes! Wheres Herbie? Are you crazy? Were supposed to be in a race|and youre guarding the crown jewels! We didnt travel 6,000 miles to see some French pastry|dressed up like a tin soldier. Ive had it with the French!|The men, the women and... Herbie? Are we still in it? You could be starting and finishing|in last in place! No time to lose.|You have things to attend to! - Gas! Move it, Wheely!|- Check. Top of my list! Fill it up! Monsieur Douglas, stop! What? What do you mean, stop? The tank is full.|I filled it this morning. Lets go! Wheely Come on, Herbie,|the race is back there! I know. He cant fool me,|hes looking for that Lancia! Inspector! What I was going to say, sir. Suppose theres a link between|the men who attacked the car - and the men who stole the diamond!|- Not now! What if they have hidden|the stolen diamond in the car? - What?|- If I may suggest... we should have our men|search that car immediately. - There is no time!|- But its still here! Yes... but it is obviously|tuning up. Or something. Just say the word, and the men and I|will search it bumper to bumper! The word is no, Fontenoy! No? What you dont seem to understand|is that a thorough search would take over an hour. An hours delay would deprive|Douglas of winning a race he has travelled|half way round the globe to enter. Sir? I admire you for your consideration. And I understand now|exactly how you are thinking. Sorry, sir. Forget the Lancia,|Herbie, shes gone! You heard him right. Gone. Split! Yeah, thats right. She took off in that race|like you never existed. She wanted me to tell you|it was fun while it lasted but when push came to shove|she shoved off. Thats just the way women are. Might as well face it. Youve been|deserted.Jilted. Abandoned! Too late now. Well get it|in Monte Carlo. After the race. Inspector!|I think you will be proud of me! What now, Fontenoy? I have done exactly|what I know you would want. Notified Monte Carlo. Their police|will search the car when it arrives. Ill take care of my truck, sir. Catch anything? I didnt think so. - Which way?|- Right. Left! Hope they get that trophy to Monaco|in a fast jet, or well beat it. Unfortunately someone|put the Alps in our way. The way Herbies flying, nothing|could stop him, even the Himalayas! This roads not even on the map!|Maybe we should ask directions? - From who, a French mountain goat?|- Must be somebody. - Maybe Ill just call from in here!|- Yeah! Hey. Theres someone out there! No. Thats just me!|I never heard a real echo before! Will you sit down, Wheely! Just one more, OK? Come on, Wheely! I got somebody. The guys who were after Herbie! Get out of the car! Im taking over! Ill drive! If it worked once,|maybe itll work again! I like your yo-de-lay-hoo! Well, were back on the beam. How many cars you figure|ahead of us? Would you believe, all of them? Is that a knocking I hear|in the gas tank? Not in my gas tank! Never! Sound like something|clonking around in there! We either listen to the driver|and stop to take the gas tank apart or we listen to the mechanic|and try to win! Im listen to the mechanic!|Lets go, Herbie! Whats wrong? I dont know. Oil pressures up,|theres plenty of gas... But hes not getting it. I hate to mention this again, but... That nonsense|about the gas tank again? Alright, lets get it straight|who the mechanic is here! You say its the gas tank,|and I say it isnt! You see... It isnt the gas tank. Its this rock|that was in the gas tank... Hold it! Theres only one kind of rock|that glistens like that! Sure, quartz. Theres millions|of them in any quarry in Philly. But not one|thats worth six million bucks! Huh? LEtoile de Joie! The tall "de" what? LEtoile de Joie! Thats the biggest hunk|of diamond I ever saw in my life! What I dont understand is how it... - The black sedan!|- Huh? Where? No, no. Theyre the ones|that robbed the museum! They werent trying to knock us out,|they wanted this out of Herbie! Thank you for helping us.|Up with your hands. You gave us the slip|for the last time! Well take the rock. I dont suppose youd believe|that was just a hunk of quartz. The rock. Let me have it. The rock!|Well, come on, hand it over! Well, what do we do with them now? Thanks, Herbie. We tie em up. Double-X,... we lost them! First time|weve ever been done in by a car! in a couple of hours. No chance of stopping them. See, were rather tied up|at the moment. Get me the airport. We passed every car on the road! - All except the Lancia.|- After the way she jilted Herbie, thats one car he wont want to come|second to! Right Herbie? Hey, isnt that it? - Sure is.|- Maybe we should have stopped. Stopped. Are you kidding? Throw away a hundred grand and|the biggest comeback of our lives? - Weve got this. Were a shoo-in!|- Shes in trouble. Cars get in trouble.|Let the rescue boys bail her out! Yeah,|but she could be in real danger! Im sorry, Wheely. Sometimes|a comeback comes second. Herbie doesnt seem to think so! Why should Herbie stop after|the lies you told him back there? The jilted lover! Why, if he knew that Lancia had|waited for him at the starting line, wouldnt even budge until you lied|to her about him throwing her over! I mean, she... Why, he... I mean,|hed be back at her side right now! I hate to say this,Jim,|but you got a big mouth! Hang on, Diane! Thank you! Thank you! - Thank you!|- You OK? I... I think so. I missed a shift and lost control. Thats not all you coulda lost! Herbie, what are you doing?|Herbie, theres no time! Forget it, Wheely. Hes gonna|get his girlfriend out of the mud. And us out of the race. I see it, but I dont believe it! Well, you can believe this.|We are now out of the money! Because sometimes|a comeback comes second? Whos given up, buddy? Not me!|You come with us! No, no, Im gonna stay with my car. Looks like were all gonna|stay with her car. Lets go, Wheely! Youre not going anyplace, are you? Now listen to me. Herbie, I know just how you feel. But I also know|youre not a quitter! Now show em you can do it, Herbie! Win it for them! And for her. The rest is up to you! Good luck! Thanks. Oh, come on, Herbie!|Open up, will ya? Come on! I know youre sore|about what I said, but Im sorry! Look, I did it for you! OK, OK, I did it for us! Do you want me|to get down on my knees? OK! Alright,|I lied to you and Im sorry, and I promise Ill never,|ever do it again, OK? Boy, you sure dont forgive easy! Bouchet! Did you miss the turn|on your way to the Eiffel Tower? No, a little unfinished business,|Emile. You have wounded me. You think I|cannot handle a diamond search? Five of my best men are waiting|for the cars to arrive. That is exactly why I am here. Afraid I will steal|some of your glory? There is no glory to be stolen.|I wish to rectify a terrible mistake. And save everyone|from embarrassment. The search is off! Off? The message was an error. An overzealous young detective,|anxious to make a reputation. For this kind of news,|they invented the telephone! This is a matter that needed|my personal attention. Who knows what complications|could arise from such a situation? This is a big race. It could cause...|an international incident! It seems your young man in Paris|has caused you a lot of trouble. I assure you, Emile,|I intend to put an end to it. Wiser heads are always needed to|clean up the mistakes of the young. It is true. And our reward?|We get it when we reach heaven. Perhaps a bit sooner. Three down and two to go! Dirty road-hog!|He should learn how to drive! He knows! Thats the trouble. Yeah, I see what you mean! If we dont get him by the tunnel... Theres no way we can pass him! Bruno was right.|They never come back. Herbie! Ha ha! I dont believe it! - We did it!|- Never come back, huh? I guess Herbie wasnt listening! How does it feel to be back|in the winners circle, pretty good? For the 20th time, a great race|and we enjoyed every minute of it. Almost every minute! Im enjoying every minute of this! And both of us would like|to thank you all very, very much! Right. See you around, Douglas. Thats a cute little memento|you got there, old buddy. Its as much yours as mine,|and more Herbies than anybodys! You can say that again. Well, look whos here! May I add my congratulations? Youll congratulate us more|when you see what we have! Yeah, in Herbies tank! - This what youve been looking for?|- Yes! Its had a rough trip. But its|winding up in the right hands. Indeed it is. Dont know how we missed|connections, sir. But here I am! Fontenoy! You see, I knew the diamond|would be found! Its an honour to be at your side|in this moment of triumph! And I have more good news, sir!|The two thieves have been captured! Ah! Good! Good. Then Id say|the case is concluded. Yeah... But it seems thered be a|mastermind behind this kind of thing. Or that museum|had some pretty lousy security. Sir! Men have fought duels|for such an accusation! The museum security|was virtually foolproof. I made an interesting discovery|today, sir! From the sensitised floor to|the radar beam around the pedestal, to the pillow|on which the diamond rested, all the traps were conceived|and executed by one man! - Fontenoy.|- No, sir. Credit where it is due. The combinations of the security|system were known only to you, sir! The only question is, who beside the inspector|knew the details of the precautions? Who beside the inspector? The answer to that question is... ..nobody! My retirement|has been delayed too long! I hope no-one will be foolish enough|to move! Move this ridiculous car,|or Ill kill... Even a mastermind can be outsmarted|by this car! Thanks, Herbie. Inspector? I always hoped youd be present|when I cracked my first big case! Fontenoy! Excuse me, sir. Sorry, sir. Sorry... I think youll find|its all here, monsieur. Im so happy! I personally will see to it|this magnificent automobile receives the greatest honour|France can bestow! "Sil-vous plait," the VW? The VW? Yes, the VW... The white one|with a 53 on the side. Yes, I know the car. It is the toast of all Monte Carlo! Its also our transportation,|if you dont mind... I dont mind, monsieur,|but... it is no longer here. What? It was stolen! Mademoiselle,|you would not believe this. I would not believe this! No-one would believe this! It was stolen by another car. Now look, I know|that you believe about Herbie, but youre probably... Giselle can do anything|she wants to. Giselle? Were strong women, she and I.|Shall we make it a foursome? Lets go! Take us to|the most romantic spot in Monaco! Well,... Yeah, being chief mechanic|is important, but I didnt exactly|win the race all by myself. No? Well, almost.