NARRATOR: The Cat and Mouse Detectives hadn't had a case in weeks.
They were broke.
How broke? Flat broke.
(SHATTERS)
Their utilities were being cut off one by one.
First the water...
then the heat. (HISSING)
(RINGING) Good thing the phone still works.
The call was coming from the swankiest part of town.
The client wanted them to come see him right away.
At least the electricity was still on.
(ELECTRICITY SHUTS DOWN)
CLIENT:Thank you for coming on such short notice.
This is a matter of grave importance.
Please, have a seat.
I'm a collector of highly valuable decorated eggs.
I'm donating these four to a museum on the east coast.
Observe.
A perfect likeness, don't you think?
I want you to transport them there without incident.
I will travel by air ahead of you.
The eggs are far too fragile to withstand the air pressure.
You must take them by train.
NARRATOR: These are master detectives.
Not take-out boys.
I will pay you 500 dollars on safe arrival.
NARRATOR: You want fries with that?
There will likely be thieves everywhere
trying to get their hands on these masterpieces.
You'll need to be on your toes.
Here's 10 dollars for your cross-country train tickets.
You'll get the rest when and if you complete your mission.
(GIGGLES)
NARRATOR: Before they took off,
a light meat at the local diner seemed in order.
(BOTH BURPING)
(CASHIER CLEARS THROAT)
Here's your bill.
NARRATOR:Well, so much for all their money.
Hey, no dice, fellas.
Cash only.
I guess I shouldn't hold my breath for a tip.
NARRATOR:Out of cash again.
Now how are they going to pay for the train tickets?
(WHISPERING)
Boy, what a couple of cheapskate at Table 4.
Hey, get a load of this.
"Valuable eggs donated to east coast museum.
"Famous detectives hired to transport them
"cross-country via rail."
What do you say we poach us some eggs?
(PORTER GRUNTING)
Phew. Uh, this feels awful lot like honest work.
Quit griping and keep your eyes peeled for them eggs.
NARRATOR: (SCOFFS) Thinking inside the box.
That's one way to get by without a ticket.
(HORN BLARES)
MAN:Tickets.
Tickets, please.
Please have your tickets ready.
Tickets.
Tickets!
Tickets. Tickets, please.
(GIGGLES)
NARRATOR:Got the goods. Or do they?
These goods sure get around.
Excuse me, sir. Ticket, please.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY) (LAUGHS)
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
(LOUD BANG)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
NARRATOR:Nothing gets by these two when they're out to poach an egg.
(PANTING) MAN: (SNORING)
(SHUSHES)
NARRATOR:Now you've done it. You've got the wrong box.
Tickets. Tickets.
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRAIN HORN BLARES)
(SCREAMS)
NARRATOR:This egg case is about to crack wide open.
Uh, haven't you seen that hat box before?
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(PANTING)
(VICTORY MUSIC PLAYS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(ALL CRASH)
CLIENT: Ah, the great detective team has arrived at last.
Lovely. Let's have a look.
(GLASS SHATTERS)
Fear not. You'll be happy to know this was a copy.
You were a decoy to thwart any thieves,
which you apparently did.
I delivered the real ones to the museum myself this morning.
Here's your reward.
NARRATOR: Five hundred smackeroons can buy a lot of scrambled eggs.