Chapter 8

All I Want is a Damburgah

"Give me back my bag! Is that the only reason you had me untie you?" Erik bellowed.

"Was it a Burger King bag?" Clouseau asked. "Can I have the damburgah?"

"Would you mind being quiet for once?" Raoul snapped at him. "I'm trying to listen, and as the inspector, so should you!"

"Okay, but I still want that damburgah."

"Give me back my bag! It is the bag of life and death!" Erik continued to yell. "There is nothing in it but two keys!"

"Does one unlock a McDonald's?" Clouseau asked. Raoul was about to tell him to be quiet, but decided it was worthless.

"Erik, since we are going to live together, then what difference does it make wether I have these keys or not? I just want to see that room - that torture chamber," Christine explained to Erik. "I'm just curious."

"I don't want you to be curious! Now give me back my bag!" He must have taken the bag, for Christine cried out in pain. "Now, Christine, we need not open the door to see what the torture chamber is like. Come over here for a minute . . .yes, right there. If there is someone in the torture chamber, you will see the invisible window light up. All we need to do is pull back this curtain and put on a light. There, done. You aren't afraid of the dark with me by your side, are you?"

"Of course I am afraid, but not of the dark. Of you! You always scare me, Erik!"

"I'm scared, too! I don't want to die without having my last damburgah!" Clouseau cried out.

Then, a light shined in the torture chamber, one that was very bright. Clouseau closed his eyes, then went around screaming, "I'm blind! I'm blind!"

"No, you're not," Raoul told him. "Your eyes are closed."

"Oh." Clouseau opened his eyes. "I knew that."

Raoul was now mesmerized by the light, but Clouseau, for once, was listening attentively to Erik and Christine's conversation. "There is someone there, Christine!" Erik cried out. "Now, go in look in the window. Do you see anyone?"

"No one."

"Really?"

"Of course not."

"How do you like the landscape?"

"I wish there were more damburgahs," Clouseau sighed. "That would be great! A whole chamber full of damburgahs!"

"I like it a lot," Christine replied to Erik's question.

"Good. I hoped you would."

"But Erik, I see no tortures."

"There's no damburgahs, you idiot! That's torture!" Clouseau yelled.

"What do you see?" Erik asked Christine.

"A forest, of course."

"What's in a forest?"

"Trees."

"What's in a tree?"

"Apples!" Clouseau exclaimed. "Or oranges? Is it oranges? Is this like Jeopardy? But wait, you didn't put it in the form of an answer! You fool! Don't you ever watch Jeopardy?"

"Birds." Christine answered.

"Yes, but in this case, the answer is branches! With all the terrible things in the room - the heat, the mirrors - I hope that the victim of the torture chamber will eventually hang themselves."

"Not before I get a damburgah, I won't!" Clouseau told him.

"Do you think it is getting hot in here, Erik?" Christine asked.

"Yes, it is the heat from the torture chamber. It is unendurable! What you saw in that chamber was an African rainforest! Of course it is steaming hot!" And then Erik began laughing so loudly it echoed in the chamber, driving Raoul mad. He began to bang against the wall hysterically. Clouseau did so as well, but as Raoul cried for Christine, Clouseau cried for a damburgah.

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