Hans Zarba:
[Hanif knocks on Hans's door]
Yes?
Hanif:
[Hanif opens the door, bringing Jacques Gambrelli with him, unaware that the doctor is really Jacques Gambrelli]
The doctor.
Hans Zarba:
Ah, finallly. Come in, doctor.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
Yes, good evening.
Hans Zarba:
Good evening.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
Good evening. Well, what seems to be the trouble? Ah, you have received the blemish in your arm, huh?
Hans Zarba:
Yes, I believe it may require some stitches. What do you think?
[Hans unwinds the bandage around his arm]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Gambrelli gasps]
Oh, heh heh. Oh yes, I think... you need something... to keep you from fainting. Yes, you must take deep breaths like this.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Gambrelli breathes heavily]
You see, then you don't faint, but deep, very, very deep.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Gambrelli faints, hitting Hans's bed and then the floor; Hans throws a book at Gambrelli to revive him]
What happened?
Hans Zarba:
You hyperventilated.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
I did? Where?
Hans Zarba:
You fainted.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
Oh, yes, I know that, yes.
[Gambrelli opens a medical bag]

Hans Zarba:
Well, are you going to stitch up my arm or not?
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Gambrelli puts a stethoscope on]
Of course, of course, I am going to stitch up your - Phew! - up your...
[Gambrelli sniffs a bottle of alcohol]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
But first, I must check if you are... physically fit.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Gambrelli puts a head mirror on his forehead; Hans points a gun at Gambrelli, who backs away]
Fit as a fiddle. Very good.
[Gambrelli drinks from the alcohol bottle]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Gambrelli wheezes deeply]
And now... now I must check your reflex.
[Gambrelli taps Hans's knee with a rubber doctor's mallet; Hans kicks Gambrelli into a chair]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
Flex as a fiddle... Very good.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
Now... now...
[Gambrelli drinks from the bottle of alcohol]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
Aah... aah... Ohh, ohh...
[Gambrelli puts his head into his medical bag]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
Ah, there - oh.
[in a muffled voice]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
There is a spare in here somewhere.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Gambrelli pulls out a vial]
Uh-huh, ah, this is very good. You know what this is? My dentist uses this. He pulled my wi - wisdom tooth, and I didn't even feel it, ha ha.
Hans Zarba:
Novocaine.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
No, no, no, no... This - His name is Fishburn... Dr. Marvin Fishburn, yes? I highly recommend him. If you are in need of - ooh!
[Gambrelli accidentally sticks himself in the cheek with the novocaine shot, and talks irreuglarly]

Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
I seem... to have stabbed myself in the cheek, yes? Now, before I can stitch up your arm, I must inject it. Hold still, hold - hold still. Hold still... Yes, aha, very good. Ah, ha ha, good. Now... okay, it's... it's... now, it's getting... very late, and I think... oh, I get back... in the hospital, in surgery. I am due in surgery, huh? Bye-bye.
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Hans aims for Gambrelli, hitting the doorway]
On... on second thought, I am in no condition... to operate. Is better if I stay here, huh, with you?
Gendarme Jacques Gambrelli:
[Hanif enters the room]
If you need me, I am here... with you. I am here. Now just relax, if you need me...
[Gambrelli passes out]

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Il figlio della pantera rosa (1993)

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