Mark Mitchell: Chief Quimby

Inspector Gadget 2

Chief Quimby

Inspector Gadget: Fired? *You* can't fire me! I quit!
Chief Quimby: Hmm.
Inspector Gadget: Wait a second, I don't wanna quit. Besides, Chief, it's not my fault.
[reaches into his coat pocket]
Inspector Gadget: Look what Baxter found on me.
[holds up a tiny beeping antenna]
Inspector Gadget: A circuit override chip.
Chief Quimby: I don't care! Claw stole the laser, and you tarred and feathered the mayor in *toothpaste* and caused a hundred thousand dollars in damages!
[dryly]
Chief Quimby: Turn in your badge, Gadget.
Inspector Gadget: Oh! But, Chief... all I ever wanted to be, my entire life, was a crime fighter.
Chief Quimby: Your badge.
[Gadget sadly looks to G2, takes out his badge and reluctantly slides it onto Chief Quimby's desk]
Chief Quimby: Well, that'll be all... *Mr.* Gadget.

Chief Quimby: [sits in his office chair whilst eating a jam donut] Gadget! I told you *specifically* not to go to the stakeout!
Inspector Gadget: That's not entirely accurate, Chief. You told me not to get within a hundred yards of the stakeout, and I posted myself exactly one hundred... and one... yards... away.
G2: Then how did you manage to get tangled up with me inside the warehouse?
Inspector Gadget: Well, you gave me backup at the bar. I thought I'd give you backup at the warehouse.
G2: I *never* need backup.
[to Quimby]
G2: And until we find out what Claw needs the fuel cells for, all of Riverton is at risk.
Inspector Gadget: Chief, you *have* to put me back on the case! The department *needs* me!
[bangs his fist on the desk, accidentally squashes a box of jam donuts; Quimby's face is covered in jam; Gadget straightens himself]
Chief Quimby: [calmly] That's right, Gadget. The department *does* need you. And I've got just the assignment to take advantage of your unique abilities.
[chuckles evilly]

Inspector Gadget: [watching Quimby's mother beat up cellmates] Wowers! That's gotta hurt!
Chief Quimby: Mom's tough love.
[to Gadget]
Chief Quimby: This is your last warning, Gadget!
[wags his pink finger]
Chief Quimby: Stick to solving real crimes!
Inspector Gadget: Chief, there are no criminals left. They're all in Riverton Prison.

[last lines]
Chief Quimby, Mayor Wilson: [one of Gadget's fireworks explodes in Quimby and Wilson's faces] GADGET!

Baxter: I wouldn't bother the chief right now. I heard some idiot arrested his mother this afternoon.
Inspector Gadget: Oh.
Chief Quimby: [furiously] Where is he?
[barges into Baxter's laboratory]
Chief Quimby: Gadget!
Baxter: [sneaks away] Ooh...
Chief Quimby: You put *my* mother in jail for *drag racing*?
Inspector Gadget: And driving without a license. You've always said, Chief, no one is above the law!
Chief Quimby: This is what you also said *last* week, when you arrested that troop of *Girl Rangers* for selling *cookies*!
[the Girl Rangers' mug shots are taken]
Inspector Gadget: Those "cookies" were three days past expiration date!
Chief Quimby: [accidentally gets bubble gum on his left hand] What? Ugh! You are *this close* to being put on probation, Gadget! Now, let's get my mother out! Heaven *knows* what's happening to her down there with all those lowlifes!