Word: inspectors
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Shot in the Dark. Four shots, in fact. A police car roars up to the porte-cochere of a chateau and out steps-sacrebleu!-it is the terror of Montmartre, the Napoleon of criminology! It is Inspector Clouseau (Peter Sellers) of the Sureté. Fresh from his daring exploits in The Pink Panther, the inspector is a model of sangfroid. Beneath the vigorous mustache, the lips are ironical; beneath the snap-brim felt, the darting eyes see everything-well, everything except the goldfish pond. Splat...
Flaming but unflappable, Clouseau rips off his trench coat, strides to the window and-wham! The chief inspector (Herbert Lorn) bursts through the bedroom door, the bedroom door clouts Clouseau in the suffix, Clouseau takes off as though there were lead as well as copper in his alloy. When next seen he is digging himself out of a gravel driveway two stories below and cringing as the chief inspector scornfully adds insult to injury. "Clouseau!" the old brute bellows. "You're off the case...
Early this year the Coop appealed to the city building inspector for a zoning variance which would have permitted off-street loading of trucks. The Coop's original building plans were apparently drawn up under the assumption that permission would be granted. It was denied...
Developing Image. To convince Chief Inspector Samson that he was indeed I'čtrangleur (the strangler), the criminal filled his various messages with details that only the murderer could have known. Jean-Luc had told him, the killer reported, how he had run away from home after lifting 15 francs from his mother's purse. He was tired of doing his homework (his last assignment: to conjugate the verb rire, to laugh), and when he left his parents' house on Paris' middle-class Rue de Naples, he was wearing a tan corduroy jacket and carrying a Bugs Bunny comic book...
...from his messages: "I do come from a well-educated background (my father was a high civil servant), and I do not lack intelligence." To Paris-Presse he sent a sketch of the murder scene that showed the killer ("me") and the boy ("him") in the exact positions Inspector Samson had calculated. An accompanying note said: "Expect another dramatic development." It came when a grey-haired man in his 40s, dressed as a worker, handed Jean-Luc's Bugs Bunny comic book to a ticket puncher...