Inspector Gadget1999

Dr. Claw:
Not bad, Kramer. Not bad at all. [Kramer sighs, relieved] This is sort of post-modern Captain Hook kind of feel it. Very "diabolical." I deserve a dashing appellation.

Kramer:
Dashing appellation? What is that, a hillbilly with a tuxedo?

Dr. Claw:
No, you idiot!

Kramer:
[jumps back] Oh!

Dr. Claw:
It's a nickname. One that send my enemies cowering in fear. Ah. Aw, too bad Hook is taken, huh?

Sykes:
How about, eh, Captain Claw?

Kramer:
[coming up with an idea.] Oh.

Dr. Claw:
No, no, no, no--

Kramer:
Or Santa Claw.

Dr. Claw:
Just Claw. One word. Like Madonna.

Kramer:
Well, any-hoo, captain, sir, uh, Mr. Claw, I know how much you like to maintain an active lifestyle, so I have managed to, um, design a few interchangeable options. [waves with interchangeable hand] Hi hi.

Dr. Claw:
Oh, very clever, Kramer.

Sykes:
[mocking] "Oh, very clever, Kramer."

Dr. Claw:
Very clever, indeed. [Claw snaps near Kramer's face]

Kramer:
Well, first we have the opera hand, for those special nights out. And I know how much you enjoy Japanese food so I made you a sushi hand. See there? [mimics eating] Tasty.

Dr. Claw:
Hmm.

Kramer:
[nervously] Also, I don't remember if, uh, you enjoy that medieval fair, but--

Dr. Claw:
Kramer, that's enough. [To Sykes] Sykes, bring on the foot. [Dr. Claw closes the case, accidentally pinning Kramer's hand, and he squeals in pain.] Oops!

[Kramer opens the case to remove his hand, and closes it again.]