Sykes!
Yes, boss?
Get my tuxedo ready. Tomorrow, promises to be quite an evening.
Most scenes together: Sanford Scolex/Dr. Claw & Sykes (9), Sanford Scolex/Dr. Claw & Kramer (9), Kramer & Sykes (6)
Sykes!
Yes, boss?
Get my tuxedo ready. Tomorrow, promises to be quite an evening.
Your current replacement is helping people to cross the street.
Hey, he looks just like me. I don't get it. Why would you do this?
To make teachers!
Shut up! I'll tell you why. To make techno-warriors that never get tired, never get hungry, and never say "no". Every army in the world would be made up of my creations. Imagine the confusion, Gadget, huh? Imagine the bricks. Comprende?
Yeah, I comprende.
No, no, no. I comprendo, you comprendo. Can't you get the word for Pete's sake? Pull out his safe chip before he butchers another language.
You're kidding, right? Ok, you see, he's always kidding! I never know.
Yes, I know. I wanna make sure nobody else could develop their own android. Do it or you'll be building yourself a new head.
Hey, thanks for watching my movie. Yeah, my movie, even though we called it Inspector Gadget. I know you all are wondering; Things with the Volkswagen are workin' out real good. We got married in Las Vegas, in a drive-through Chapel. We're expecting a little subcompact any day now, thinking of calling him "The Love Bug", which is in no way a plug for my employer, The Walt Disney Company. Although, when our little one is old enough, I'm sure his first words will be, "I'm going to Disneyland!" But don't any of you leave for theme parks just yet. All these fine people in the credits make me look good.
Alright, so I'll rule out the Spanish, but what else could "S.I." stand for? Space Invaders? Ahh, "Scuba Instructor"?
No.
He-Hey, how 'bout "Super Idiot"?
No, that's not it.
Uncle John, I love you very much, but I think you have a loose wire. [Gadgetmobile laughs. Scolex Industries truck appears] Oh, what about that?
"Scolex Industries".
Hello. Finally, there's a detective in the house!
Wait a minute. If Scolex stole the foot then Scolex murdered Dr.-- [realizes] Oh, no. Brenda!
Time to work! [they arrive at Scolex's building.] Can you find the Scolex Building from here, or should I call the police?
I am the police.
Hey. [Gadget closes door.] Wait. What about me?
You're smarter than he is. Stay in the car. I don't mind babysitting you, Penny, but please tell the beagle that that's an arm rest, not a chew toy.
Go Go Gadgetmobile?
Good morning, Riverton. Hey, who's in the car? I work alone. Before we hit the road, I got to tell you something: "Duck!"
I don't think the car likes me.
Who're you calling "car"? I'm a crime-fighting machine. Watch this. Back turn! Ain't you fallin' out yet?
No, sir, I haven't.
Who are you, rookie?
I'm Officer John Brown, and you're exceeding the speed limit.
Speed limits are for cars, not the Gadgetmobile!
Are you? Are you talking to me?
Speaking of breaking the law, who's not wearing a seat belt? You gotta wear this seat belts, baby. It's a Disney movie. Now, I'm going to find some crime. More back turns!
Can you slow down, please? I get carsick.
You know what makes people sick: a rookie who thinks he's good enough for Dr. B.
Not that is any of your business, but what makes you think I was putting the moves on Dr. Bradford?
Hey, I got hit scissors, and I know what you're think when Dr. B. gave you that smile. Look here, come clean with me. I'm gonna bounce you right outta here.
I can assure you my interest on Dr. Bradford is professional.
Professional, huh? Well, good. Keep it that way and that's an order. You got it?
Uh, I'm the inspector, you're the car.
I'll tell you what you are. You're...
Don't make me hook up on you.
Is there an off button or something? Mute. (paintball hits a man) Sorry, sir.
Don't push my buttons when I'm reading the manual.
Is it that obvious?
Come on, Uncle John, you just need to loosen up. Be cool.
Have you been talking to my car?
What?
You'll see.
Attention! Driver of the black limo attatched to the Yahoo! billboard, this is secuirty officer John Brown get out with you hands up immediately or... Else!
Fine work, Mr. Security Guard. You got me. Here, have a victory cigar.
No, thanks.
Remember, smoking kills!
I don't smoke.
Oh, really? You will now.
(The explosive cigar explodes on Officer John Brown)
I've pretty much completed Prometheus per your specifications. And I must say the likeness is really quite convincing.
Good. Imitation is a serious form of flattery, Kramer.
Isn't that Dr. Brenda Bradford's private data?
Yes. I tapped into her files and stole her research.
Why would you do that?
Okey-dokle, Sir. I've, uh, pretty much completed "Prometheus", per your specifications. And I must say the likeness is really quite convincing.
Good. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, Kramer.
Hey, isn't that Dr. Brenda Bradford's private data?
Oh. Yes. I tapped into her files and stole her research.
Why would you do that?
"Why would you do that? Why would you do that?" [chortles mockingly and pinches Kramer's nose] Kramer, don't look so nonplussed. [lets go of Kramer's nose] Now that Dr. Bradford is part of the "Scolex Team", we share everything, or at least, we will.
Oh. Well, I think sharing files is a great way to bring the company together, you know, to make sure we're all singin' off the same song sheet, so to speak.
Imagine my relief to have your support.
Anyway, sir, like I said, without the chip, I don't think-- [Dr. Claw shows his chip] Oh! So, you made the chip.
Hey. That's just looks like the guy we almost killed.
Chips ahoy. [inserts the chip and activates RoboGadget, and gasps]
Wow.
Oh, sweet Lordy.
Good morning, RoboGadget. You have just been activated by the most advanced piece of computer technology in the world. What are you going to do now?
It looks so real. [RoboGadget hits him] Yeow!
Oh!
Well, anywho, captain, sir, Mr. Claw, I know how much you like to maintain an active lifestyle so I have managed to design a few interchangable options.
Very clever, Kramer.
Very clever, indeed.
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? Tasty. Also, I don't remember if you enjoyed that medieval fair but...
Kramer, that's enough. (to Sykes) Sykes, bring on the foot.
(Dr. Claw closes the case, pinning Kramer's hand)
It's a thing of beauty, Quimby. The future of law enforcement reborn before our very eyes.
Yep. Columbo and Nintendo all rolled into one.
He'll make you obsolete. No overtime. No hazard pay. No "Blue Flu". [laughs] And he won't call me "Evil Gidget" behind my back. Oh, by the way, what do we have on the Artemus Bradford murder, hmm?
Well, we got a limo with no license, and we got some scrap metal from whatever it was that broke into the lab.
Do we at least know what was stolen?!
According to Dr. Bradford, a robotic foot.
Robotic foot.
A robotic foot?
Yeah
What kind of cyber-freak are we dealing with?
Having another hero cop dream, Uncle John?
Every time I close my eyes. How was school?
Fine. Don't forget: tomorrow's the day parents come over to talk about their careers.
Oh. Well, I might have to work. D'you want me to ask off?
No; it's okay; parents don't go to school. Besides, I knew it was that, anyway.
But if it's important to you, Penny…
Did the letter come?
Letter? O, gee! What letter? Yes. They said two years as a security-guard wasn't enough experience to be a cop.
Uncle John, I'm sorry.
I can still secure and protect… just thinking I could do much more good as a cop!
Hey, wait a minute! Tomorrow's your day off.
Well, honey, I was just thinking… Nicole's dad is a lawyer and Kim's dad is a dentist, and I didn't wanna embarrass you in front of your friends. I want that badge!
Uncle John, it's not the badge! It's the heart behind it.
Having another hero cop dream, Uncle John?
Everytime I close my eyes. How was school?
Fine. Don't forget tommorow is the day parents come over to talk about their careers.
Oh, I have.
This is the lastest watch. It's a radio, tv, and even a phone. Testing, testing. Brain, say something. Over.
Brain is not here. Please leave a message at the sound of the woof. Woof.
Uncle John, I love you, but I think you have a loose wire.
Scolex Industries.
Hello! Finally, there's a detective in the house.
Wait a minute. If Scolex stole the foot then scolex murdered Dr... Oh no. Brenda.