A Trilha da Pantera Cor-de-Rosa

Hotel Clerk: [Clouseau rings the bell for service] Yes?

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: Do you have for me the 'massage'?

Hotel Clerk: Oh. You want a massage, ey?

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: If you have one for me, yes.

Hotel Clerk: Here. Why don't you try Tokyo Lil at the end of the block. Ask for Passionflower Shirley, the Yokohama Butterfly.

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: And why should I do that?

Hotel Clerk: Well, you want a massage, don't you?

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: Yes, but I want it from you.

Hotel Clerk: Sir, I don't give massages.

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: But you gave me one early this morning.

Hotel Clerk: Sir, you're mistaken.

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: Look! Don't you try the tricks anglais with me, Monsieur. I receieved a 'massage' this morning from Inspector Quinlan of the Yard of Scotland.

Hotel Clerk: The massage!

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: And it was you that gave it to me.

Hotel Clerk: Message.

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: What?

Hotel Clerk: You mean message.

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: Look, I know what I mean, you lunatic. Now do you, or do you not have for me, the 'massage'?

Hotel Clerk: No, Sir. For you, there is no massage.