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(UPBEAT MUSIC)

Ha! (CHUCKLES)

(BOTH YELL)

(BIG BEN TOLLS)

(RATTLING) Huh?

(RATTLING)

(GASPS)

(GASPS) Guards! Guards!

Your Majesty! He disappeared in the darkness!

Come out and show yourself!

Your Majesty! Your Majesty!

Open up. Open up!

Your Majesty! Guards!

What do you want?

Oh, Lord!

This time, no queen will stop me from taking you.

The necklace. He wants the necklace.

Hurry up! Kick in the door!

Your Majesty!

Huh?

Gone? But how?!

What happened? The Queen's gone.

The Queen is GONE!

(CLATTERING)

(MUTTERS) What?!

Bro?

(GROANS)

Bro! You promised to throw that darn gadget away!

I promised to throw the car away. Not the wheels!

(CHUCKLES)

Yaaa!

Turbo Bro is going into overdrive! Yeah!

(GROANS)

Huh? Hmm.

Wahoo!

Whoa!

Arggh!

Well, now, Bro, perfect timing.

We have some work to do. A client's waiting for us.

A client? (GROANS)

Why don't people sleep at night?

Come on, let's go, Turbo Bro.

Brmmm, brmmm, brmmm!

Whoo-hoo!

(YELLS) Good morning.

Clever, the Queen! She was abducted!

What? But that's impossible.

She's super well guarded.

And yet that's exactly what happened tonight.

An elusive creature broke into her bedroom and abducted her!

Hmm. Did you see the creature? No.

The guards saw a big cat

with long claws, spotted fur and a cheetah mask.

Appeared and then disappeared, as if by magic.

We have no time to waste. The Queen is in danger!

This is a mission for Turbo Bro!

OK, OK!

Turbo Bro might not be totally up to scratch

when it comes to braking, but...

(SIGHS) Have faith in us, Mr Hermes.

We will find the Queen.

Huh? (CHUCKLES)

Hee hee!

Huh? Uh...

Hmm.

(SNIFFS)

Hello, Detective.

Ah, Clever, Bro. There you are.

I hope you will be able to shed some light

on this incomprehensible mystery.

Bits of painted wood...

Mr Hermes, you were behind the door when the Queen was abducted.

Did you hear what happened after the fight?

Everything went silent for a few seconds.

Then we heard the sound of claws on wood.

Huh. That would account for these splinters.

They surely came from the mask.

The Queen cried, "Oh, Lord!"

The intruder said,

"This time, no queen will stop me from taking you."

We came in barely three seconds later, but no-one was here anymore.

If you'd had a turbo, you'd have gotten here on time.

We believe that the kidnapper was after the necklace,

but since he didn't have time to remove it,

he took the Queen with him.

The Queen said "Lord" after swiping her claws. Is that right?

She often says that when she's surprised.

But why would the intruder let himself be touched

when neither of the guards could even get close?

And why did she jump in surprise AFTER swiping her claws?

Because he was so ugly without his mask that she got scared?

Hmm. One thing is certain - they didn't leave through the windows.

There's no way to open them. And they're intact.

But then how did they get out?

Hmm. Through the top of this wardrobe.

Uh, Miss Clever, this wardrobe is locked and only used by humans.

I don't think that...

Move aside! Whoo-hoo!

Hey!

Whoa! Whoa!

Hey. She's right. There's a hole in the wall.

(GASPS) By my chequered vest!

Eh. Simple observation.

There's a bit of dust at the foot of the wardrobe.

It had to have landed there after the fight,

otherwise it would have scattered.

The cleaning here is impeccable,

so the only possible place there could be any dust

was on a surface invisible to the eyes -

the top of the wardrobe.

It looks like a shaft that goes down into the basement.

Basement? But there is no basement.

That is what is known as a secret passageway. Travis?

Huh!

Hup! Your turn, Detective.

Huh? Need help, boss?

Hm. Hmm.

Interesting.

Two sets of prints.

The Queen and her kidnapper were walking side by side.

(GROANS)

You alright, boss? Grr! Do it!

Oh!

And we're off.

Coming, Detective?

Hey, it's super deep!

This goes way underground!

Travis, wait to hear from us.

You'd never fit through a hole made for, let's say, medium-sized dogs.

Hermes, have no fear. We'll find the Queen.

Wait for me, rodents. This could be dangerous.

Huh? Whoa!

Whoa... Uh!

You really need a turbo, Mac. You're way too slow.

Huh! Oh.

Two kittens left their prints on the wall, like a signature.

They're quite old too.

Hey, look! There he is!

Police! Paws in the air!

Huh. He look like he's...

Wait a minute.

Stay behind me, Bro. It could be a trap.

Nothing to be scared of. It's just a trash bag.

(GASPS) Stop! There's a wire!

Whoa!

Hey!

Mac? Mac!

(GASPS)

Rodents! Get me out of here!

Bro, use the antenna.

Hang on, Inspector!

Grab on to this!

(GROANS)

Huh? Whoa! Watch out!

Oof! Oh, no!

The current is too strong! We're too slow!

Too slow?

Yah!

I won't be able to swim like this for hours.

Hang in there, Detective! I'm coming!

(MOTOR ROARS)

What you need is a turbo!

Mac! Get ready to dock!

Whew! Bravo, Turbo Bro!

But at what loss?

You owe me a new turbo.

If you find the Queen, you'll get two.

Really?

Hurry, Clever! We have no time to lose!

The mask wasn't a cheetah.

It was a serval, a savanna wildcat known for its speed and agility.

You really think a serval from the savanna abducted our Queen?

No, but a cat who lived there.

His way of fighting, of setting a trap,

of disguising himself as a serval

certainly all suggests that.

We have to hurry. He has a huge head start.

I say that way! Um, no, that way!

We need a trail. This sewage system is a maze.

No use. Our serval is a hunter. He knows how to cover his tracks.

But there is another way.

We need to find the Queen's former nanny.

What? What's she got to do with our investigation?

This birthmark on the kitten's paw pad.

You've never noticed that the Queen has the same one?

The secret passage dates back to the Queen's childhood,

when she was still a princess.

The paw prints are the signature

of the kittens who dug the passageway.

The princess and? Her friend the Lord.

You mean to say that the Queen knows her abductor?

That would explain how he knew about the secret passageway

and why she said "Lord" after swatting at his mask.

She recognised him and she followed him into the passageway.

It would also explain how he got her to disappear so fast.

Because against her will and without a turbo,

he never would have been able to make off with her in two seconds.

Huh. The Queen follow a criminal? Are you joking?

This theory would clear up the mystery

of her instantaneous disappearance.

It remains to find out where they are now.

Miss Molly?

Good evening, children.

Here, take a bit of sage.

It's excellent for the health.

Miss Molly, I think you can help us find the Queen.

Did she ever have a cat friend named Lord when she was a princess?

(GASPS) Hmm.

I knew he'd come back one day,

and that when he did, she would leave for good.

What an abundance of plants this year! Look at this mint!

Ptch! What are you saying? Leave for good? Where?

To swing over boats, by Jove!

That's what she told me every time she came back.

"We were swinging over big boats.

"And one day, we'll pick one and leave for good."

Er, do you like orange flower?

But at the time, her mother, the Queen, found out

and forbade her to see the Lord?

It was impossible to forbid her from doing anything.

No. He's the one who left.

And nothing was the same anymore.

(SNIFFS)

Hmm. Yes, quite interesting.

But do you know precisely where she went?

Those two never should have been separated.

Are you sure you don't want to taste my sage?

Eh! Positive.

Thank you, Miss Molly.

That didn't get us far. She refuses to speak.

She told us everything I needed to know. I know where the Queen is.

On a swing over big boats?

Oh, she was kidnapped by Peter Pan in Neverland!

Hm. Clever. I hope YOU have a better deduction.

Direction - the docks.

Forward march!

The cargo zone is where you find boats to South Africa.

Why there in particular?

The clues have proven that the Lord came back from Africa,

and the nanny told us that as children,

they liked to swing over big boats - like cargo ships that come and go.

All that's missing is the swing.

Hmm.

There's a perfect one.

Eh. Big boats, a swing - where's Captain Hook?

Bingo! There he is.

Let's go.

QUEEN: I looked for you too.

I was in despair not knowing where you were.

But things have changed.

Nothing's changed, Prudence. I'm still the same.

And you are too. I'm sure of it.

You talk like your mother now, but you don't think what you say.

It's impossible.

She stole our dream by shipping me off to Africa on a cargo ship.

I lost you once. I couldn't stand for it to happen again.

I just want to be with you.

Then stay here in England.

Now that my mother isn't here to interfere with our love,

you'd find your place again.

Out of the question. We're leaving.

I could never tolerate sharing you with an entire kingdom.

All those silly obligations.

Over there, we'd be free.

I cannot leave. My subjects count on me.

Oh, I never should have agreed to this midnight escapade.

I'm returning to the palace. Goodbye, Lord.

I'm not giving you a choice, Prudence.

You'll thank me soon.

Hey!

Lord, you are mad!

This time, you've gone too far! Free me at once!

Huh?

(SPLUTTERS)

Huh? Bro?

Well, well. Guests?

Police! You're under arrest!

(LAUGHS) After years of exile in the savanna,

you think I'd let you lock me up in Greenside, Detective?

Lord, don't hurt them. They only want to protect me.

If you turn yourself in without arguing, I'll get two free turbos.

Come on, be a pal.

Hmm?

I won't hurt you, but no-one will stop me this time.

(SHIP'S HORN BLARES) I anticipated everything.

I bet you didn't anticipate my surprise attack from the rear!

Ah!

You'll have to move faster than that to catch me, Detective.

Freeze!

Don't move!

He'll never catch him, right? Follow me.

Now!

Huh?

Mr Lord, you are under arrest for kidnapping

and attempting to drown a detective.

(LAUGHS) I love you to death, Detective,

but I believe it's you who's under arrest.

Whoa! Arggh!

(ALL YELL)

Ha ha! I told you I anticipated all eventualities!

No hard feelings, detectives.

A lobster trap? This takes the cake!

He can be proud of making a good catch.

I have to admit, he's gifted.

(GASPS) Look! He's taking the Queen!

Lord, if you truly love me, let me go.

My place is here. My duty is here.

Once you're over there with me,

you'll forget all these obligations and become yourself again.

Let's go.

By my chequered vest! He's taking her away!

We can't let him escape like that!

Detective, can we please have one minute of quiet so that I can...

(GROANS) Stop!

(SHIP'S HORN BLARES)

Oh, you're right. All is lost.

Not even a teeny-weeny turbo in sight to get us out of here.

Hmm.

Bingo!

OK, here's my plan.

We're going to unhook the rope that's holding our booth.

Huh? We're going to fall straight into the water.

No, because the detective will multiply his efforts.

Only, this time in an orderly fashion.

Push yourself backwards.

Now forwards. And backwards again.

That's it. Like that.

Bro, on my signal, you bite hard into the rope to break it.

Now! Ha!

(ALL YELL)

OK. Now we need to get close enough to the engine to start it up.

Come on! (GRUNTS)

After you, Detective. All you have to do is yank hard.

(MOTOR ROARS)

Wow! That's what I call turbo! Whoo-hoo!

And now?!

Now we hold on tight and wait.

Wait for what?!

You're sure you know what you're doing?

Arggh! Oh! By Nessie!

(GROANS)

Huh? Hmm.

Huh. Looks like you're the real turbo queen.

(SHIP'S HORN BLARES)

The next time you plan on beating the detective throw record,

let me know ahead of time so I can practise my landing.

OK. And how do we neutralise that big tomcat now?

Here's what we're going to do.

They mustn't find us before we sail. Otherwise they'll kick us off.

But once we're at sea, they'll take good care of us. You'll see.

Mr Lord, it is over!

I am arresting you for the abduction of the...

..of the...

..of the... (GROANS)

Clever! Oh, Clever!

I don't know how she got over here, but visibly it was too much for her.

My goodness! Is she...

Huh?

Have no fear, Prudence. Her heart is beating.

Now!

Huh?

Arggh!

Start up the turbo!

Full steam ahead!

Don't worry, pal.

You're gifted, but no-one matches up to the power of turbo.

Miss Clever.

We never met because I've been away from London for years,

but I heard that you're a fearsome detective.

The best in the world.

The Queen should have warned you that you would never win against me.

Mm. Bravo for the self-inflicting rubber ring

that automatically blows up when it hits water.

But how did you know I would come to your aid?

To beat an adversary, you must understand

how he functions, his intentions and his values.

I'd realised you were someone chivalrous and loyal,

so to distract your attention, I bet on your kind heart.

And you reacted exactly as anticipated.

Hmm. I have to admit, you beat me this time.

But next time...

There will be no next time, Lord.

Detective McFlair agrees to let you go, but you must never come back.

I shall miss you,

but you have become too wild and uncontrollable to live here.

Farewell, Lord.

Prudence.

(SHIP'S HORN BLARES)

The official version will be

that the serval sank and never reappeared.

The Queen is counting on your discretion.

I'll post guards to make sure

the chap doesn't come back on the next boat.

Uh, no need.

He could have easily freed himself

by puncturing the rubber ring with his serval claws,

but he understood

that the Queen had made up her mind once and for all.

He's leaving forever this time. His place is over there now.

Hmm. It's quite sad, but all has returned to normal.

(GASPS) And to wind things up, Bro, I keep my promise.

Here are your two turbos.

Pictures of turbos?

It's better than nothing. Thanks, Mac.

I thought it was just an empty promise.

Huh? Hang on. Where do you find these pictures?

They were glued to boxes in one of the crates where we landed.

A happy coincidence, right, my little Bro?

There was an entire crate of turbos and you brought me back labels?

Arghh! You're going to eat them, Mac!

By my cheddar biscuits!

You're never happy! You're gonna... Come back!

Get back here, you!

(CLEVER LAUGHS) Arggh! You stole my dream!

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