Our early attempts at a tractor beam went through several preparations. Preparations A through G were a complete failure. But now, ladies and gentlemen, we finally have a working tractor beam, which we shall call... Preparation H!!
Scott laughs.
What?
Why don't you just call it Operation Ass Cream, ass?
I-I'm sorry, did you want some ice cream?
Yes, I'd love some chocolate ass cream.
Perhaps later.
Dr. Evil, I love your plan.
Yah, eh?
Ja, Doctor. It's a really good plan.
Yes Frau, on the whole, I think Preparation H feels good.
Scott starts chuckling uncontrollably.
No, nothin'. You know what, I agree. Preparation H does feel good...on the hole.
Well, I'm glad were sprechen sie the same lingidy... yah. Ladies and Gentlemen, using my time machine, I shall travel back to 1975, pick up Goldmember, and bring him back to the future. And the best part of the plan is, no one can stop me...not even... Austin Powers. Muh-huh-huh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Huh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Not so fast.
Several British SAS forces storm the room.
You're surrounded, Dr. Evil.
Shit.
