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INSPECTOR: Mack La Truck, the most vicious criminal in the history of France

had been condemned to Devil's Island.

I was assigned to deliver him to that stinking, rotten place.

All right, get up there, you big lummox. Come on!

Look alive, move it!

Well, mon capitaine, there's the island there.

I must say, we've made excellent time, eh?

Wait a minute!

CAPTAIN: No, no, Inspector. That's not where you get off.

- That's... - Don't you tell me where to get off, eh?

I'll tell you where to get off, eh?

Now, lower a boat, I'm getting out.

I guess that's telling him off.

Come on, you lazy monster, put your back into it, eh?

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

INSPECTOR: We'll dock here.

All right, you swine, have you any last request

before I leave you here to rot on Devil's Island?

This ain't Devil's Island, it's Deserted Island.

Oh, no.

Captain! Captain!

(HORN BLOWING)

Sacré bleu!

And there won't be another boat for six months.

In the meantime, big boy, you are still my prisoner.

Make one false move, and I will shoot you dead on sight.

Now you've done it. You have made a false move.

Well, take this!

(CLICKING)

Oh, no, I forgot to load my gun.

INSPECTOR: The only law now was the law of the jungle.

It would be the brute strength of a gorilla versus the cunning mind of a hawk.

And with a bird brain like mine, he didn't stand a chance.

Come on out and fight, you crummy little punk!

(CRASHING)

Okay, copper, I got a chip on my shoulder.

I dare you to come out and knock it off!

Why, that big baboon. I'll show him.

How do you like that, eh?

There, this ought to fool that big dumb ox.

All right, you cowardly swine,

come out into the open and face me like a man.

Why, you dirty little...

Now, I'll finish you off once and for all.

What's the matter with this stupid rope?

So long, copper.

I'm gonna throw you off this cliff.

INSPECTOR: Don't bother.

Why, that dirty, no-good, sneaky cop. If I ever catch him, I'll...

What's this?

Scared? I ain't scared of nothing!

You hear that, copper? Nothing!

(WHIZZING)

(LAUGHING)

It's only fair to warn you that this is going to hurt.

It hurts, doesn't it?

There he is.

When this rock hits him, it will be all over.

(RUMBLING)

Oh, no!

(WHIZZING)

MACK: Before you take me in, Inspector,

there's something I'd like to get off my chest.

What's that?

You!