Inspector Gadget 22003

Gadget Mobile:
Okay, Here we are.

Inspector Gadget:
Wish me luck. I'm going undercover. (Enters the bar)

Tough Guys:
(Stares at Inspector Gadget)

Inspector Gadget:
Hi there, Fellas.

Penny:
Okay, Brain. The coast is clear. Come on, Let's run the out back.

Monkey:
(Chattering)

Bartender:
(Spits out a germ and clean a cup then sees Inspector Gadget) What do you want?

Inspector Gadget:
Well, I just got out of slammer. And I look for my whistle.

Bartender:
What do you have?

Inspector Gadget:
A glass tall of milk.

Bartender:
Milk?

Inspector Gadget:
I mean, Chocolate milk. Make it a double.

Penny:
Hey, brain. This way.

McKibble:
Okay, then. Let's see what applicans we have here. Squint. Jungle Bob. And you must be the one they call "The Ninja".

Brick:
Ninja? Why did they call you that?

Ninja:
Hi-ya.

Brick:
I think I see why now.

McKibble:
Okay, then. Judging by this. You guys are prime minion material.

Bartender:
(Gives Inspector Gadget a chocolate milk)

Inspector Gadget drinks chocolate milk

Monkey:
[chattering]

Inspector Gadget:
(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.

Inspector Gadget:
Yes. I'm Looking for...(making a claw with his hands)

Bartender:
Sorry, We don't serve lobster here.

Inspector Gadget:
What? No. 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.

Inspector Gadget:
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?!?

Inspector Gadget:
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.

(A furious tough guy roars as they got into a bar brawl)

Squint:
So, Where do we Start Working for Dr. Claw.

McKibble:
Immediately.

Penny:
Did You Hear That, Brain.

Inspector Gadget:
(Screaming) Come on, Guys. Let's Talk About It. (The Tough Guys Angrily Pull Inspector Gadget) Oh, Man. Aaah, You're Stretching My Sweater. Gadget Mobile. HELLLLLLLLP!!!

Gadget Mobile:
(Snoring)

McKibble:
(Sees the Cops coming) The Cops. Come on, This Way.

Squint:
Let's Get Out of Here

Minions:
(Shouting)

Brick:
We Can Hide in My Mom's House.

Inspector Gadget:
(Getting Punched by Tough Guys) Oh, I Can See You're Upset.

Bartender:
Hey, Look. I'm Knocking His Block off.

Tough Guys:
(Laughing then Punch Inspector Gadget)

Inspector Gadget:
Oh, My Head.

G2:
(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.

G2:
Very Well, You Were Warned. (Throws the nets at the Tough Guys)

Inspector Gadget:
Wowsers, She's Good.

Monkey:
(Chattering)

Tough Guys:
(Got Arrested and Screaming as They got Defeated)