All language subtitles for now you see him, now you don,t

Did I miss anything?

ALL: No, he's doing
the same old thing.

HIGGINS ON RADIO: Lufkin,
why is it that every time
that we have a budget meeting,

you stir up trouble?

LUFKIN: I'm not trying to
stir up trouble.

I'm just trying
to get what I need
so we can have a decent lab.

HIGGINS: Well,
I think you have got
what you need.

Need I remind you
that it was just last year

that we bought 10 new
Bunsen burners for that lab?

No, I mean, Lufkin,

we've got to draw
the line somewhere.
This can't go on forever.

But our students
have to experiment,
be creative.

Now, that's what science
is all about today.

Oh, creative, my foot.

You're talking about
this bunch out there
being creative?

That's impossible.

LUFKIN: Now,
you're being unfair,
Dean Higgins.

Suppose people had
taken that attitude
about Thomas Edison?

We're not
talking about people
like Thomas Edison.

We're talking about
people like Dexter Riley.

And you can believe me,
Dexter Riley is no
Thomas Edison.

DEXTER: Well,
nobody ever said he was!

Well, of course
nobody ever said he was.

That would be
a ridiculous thing to say...

No, Lufkin,
I think you better just forget

about your course
in creative lab.

Just stick with the old
conventional systems

where you burn the sulfur,
make clouds,

smell up the place,
like you do.

Now, really,
really, Dean Higgins.

That was good
enough for the '40s,
but today, science...

Why is it that
every time we have
a meeting, they're out there,

listening to something?

(PHONE BUZZING)

They're probably just
having a little gathering.

Well, I don't like
little gatherings.

They make me nervous.
I don't even like...
Yes, Winifred?

Who? Oh, oh, yes.

I'll talk to him, Winifred.

Well, that'll be all today,
gentlemen.

(ALL MUTTERING)

That was even
duller than usual.

Yup. But you gotta listen.
You never know
what might come up.

Yes, Helwig,
did you find out anything?

Yes, I've been watching them.
They've been
bugging your office.

They've been bugging
my office?

What?
Are you sure?

BOY: What'd he say?
(ALL CLAMORING)

We'll find out!
Shh! Wait a minute. Shh!

I should've known.
I wonder where
they hid that thing.

He's on to us.

What are we gonna do?

Come on.
We gotta do something
in a hurry.

Let's get moving.

Ah, behind the books,
that's where they'd hide it.

Establishment.
They're worried about
the establishment.

Hello? I'll show them what
the establishment really is.

Oh, soon as I
find the evidence,
I'll expel them all.

Tuition or no tuition,
I'll get a federal grant.

I don't need them.

Oh, nothing under here.

(WHISPERS) No. Down.

No! My homework!

Anything wrong,
Dean Higgins?

Huh? No, nothing's wrong.

You need
an electrician or anything?

No, I don't need
an electrician.

Well, you don't have to
snap my head off.

Well, if I'd wanted
an electrician,

I'd have called one
in the first place,
wouldn't I?

Don't they ever
clean this thing?

I don't know what I pay
that janitor for anyway.

Excuse me, could you show me
my attendance file in history?

Mr. Baines says I missed
half my classes and I
just don't believe it.

I don't think
I missed any.

And the name?

Schuyler.
Richard Schuyler.

Says here you've been
absent every Thursday.

What do you mean,
it's on Thursdays, too?

I only thought it
was on Tuesdays.

No wonder all those epics
seemed to roll along so fast.

I think I got the answer.
If I flunk it this semester,

I'll just go on Thursdays
next semester

and pick up
all that stuff I missed.

Gee, thanks, Mrs. Kesley,
you'll never know
how much you helped me!

(ALL CLAMORING)

Dean Higgins, do you mind
if I change your flowers?

No, I don't mind
if you change my flowers.

I've got more important things
than that on my mind.

HIGGINS: Wait!

I knew it.
It's those flowers.

All right, Dexter Riley,
I know you're in there.

Imagine it, sir.
I mean, if one of
our own students

could actually win
the Forsythe Award.

Yeah, with this bunch,
that's impossible.

Good morning,
Dean Higgins.
Good morning.

But, Dean,
it is $50,000 this year.

Oh, really? $50,000?

Morning, Dean Higgins.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Yes, well, young Druffle here
seems to have come up

with something
that's very promising.

Druffle? He's one
of our honor students.

What's he doing here
with a crowd like this?

Good morning,
Dean Higgins.

Oh, there's another beaut,
that Schuyler. (MUTTERING)

Right this way, sir.

Well, Druffle,

I thought we might
give Dean Higgins here

a progress report
on your experiment.

Oh, certainly, certainly.
Good morning, Dean Higgins.

Morning, Druffle.

Well, actually,
my work with bumble bees

is based on
a very simple theory.

You see, when you
consider the mass of
the body of the bee,

the drag quotient
far out measures

the foil efficiency
and the lift field.

Ergo,
it's fairly safe to say...

Thank you, Druffle.
Thank you.

Morning, Dean.

Howdy ho, Dean.

Tell them not to touch me.

Please, please.

I know what
Tinkertoys are
when I see them,

but what is this monstrosity?

Hi, Dean.
What is this?

Well, it's kind of
an invention of my own.

Oh, I can imagine.

You know,
for a long time now,

people have been
trying to figure out
the problem of invisibility.

I didn't know
that was a problem.

Well, yes, sir.
Things have changed,

and a lot of things
have happened since
Einstein split the atom.

I'm sure.
This looks like one of them.

Oh, I know it looks
a little bit complicated,
excuse me,

but actually it's very simple
once you understand it.

I'm not sure that
I care to understand it.

First of all, you have to read
Bersokoff's book on
quantum mechanics.

I do, huh?
And who was Bersokoff?

You don't know him?

That's funny.
He was a very famous

18th century
Russian scientist.

Yeah, well, he was the man
who developed the theory that

if we could
prevent reflection by...

Well, let me show you, Dean.
If we could
prevent reflection by

bending light waves
around objects
with a non-reflectable liquid,

we could make those
objects invisible.

That was his theory?
Making objects invisible?

Yes, sir.
Well, that's idiotic!

Oh, no, sir,
it's a very sound theory.

Well, if it's so sound,
how come he could
never make it work?

Who?

Who? The Russian!
Whoever...

Oh, you mean Bersokoff.
Well, unfortunately,
his career was cut short.

Oh, I didn't know that.
His career...
What happened?

What happened to him?

Well, they threw him into
an insane asylum.

They threw him
into an insane asylum?

And you're
working on his theory?

Yeah.

Don't you
exercise any control
whatsoever around here?

You come to me
and you ask me for money
to buy expensive equipment,

so that a nitwit kid
can work on a theory
that some Russian proposed

over 200 years ago?
Now, wait a minute, sir!

Now just wait a minute!
What?

We may not agree
with the Russians politically,

we may not even like them,

but as scientists,
don't you think
we ought to raise ourselves

above these
petty prejudices?

Scientists?
I'm talking about a nut

who they had to lock up
over 200 years ago!

Oh, no! Dean...
Dean, I'm sorry!

Dean, I'm sorry.
I don't how it happened.
Dexter!

These lunatics are
trying to kill me!

(ALL CLAMORING)

And another thing, Lufkin,

I've had enough.

LUFKIN: But what about
the future of experiment?

(ALL CONTINUE CLAMORING)

BOY: You don't understand.

I must be going crazy,
but the guy in that car
looked like A.J. Arno.

It couldn't be him.
He's in jail.

All right, move,
move away from the car there.
Come on. Come on, move.

What's the matter
with you, Cookie?
Leave them alone.

They're not doing any harm.
It's all right, boys.

Don't pay
any attention to him.

Hi, kids.
Nice to see you.

Hi, Mr. Arno.
Hi.

What's the matter?
You seem surprised to see me.

We thought you were in jail.

Oh, that.
(LAUGHS) That was a mistake.

You know, the police, judges,
they all make mistakes.

But I forgive them.
I don't hold any
grudges against anyone.

Dean Higgins,
nice to see you again.

Mr. Arno.
Always a pleasure
to see you.

Well, thank you.
Thank you.

Hey, what's going on
around here?

Arno took over the mortgage
on the college.

And he told Dean Higgins
that if he can't make
the payment in June,

to make it whenever he could.

Huh. Sure doesn't
sound like Arno.

That's why Dean Higgins
is walking around on airs.

It's the first time
in his life he hasn't had
to worry about money.

Yeah, but I just
don't understand it.
That guy is a crook.

Crook or no crook,
he's interested in
higher education.

He's already dreamed up
some improvements
for the school.

That's where he is now.
Dean Higgins is
showing him around.

Listen, I have to run off to
a teachers' meeting.
Anything else you need?

No, Professor,
I'm just gonna work
on my experiment for a while.

Holy smoke!
The whole thing's burned out.

How come mine
and nobody else's?

(SOFTLY) Oh, boy.

Oh, no!

Gotta be in there somewhere.

Oh, that stuff must
eat everything alive.

(SIGHS)

I'll bet I gotta
replace everything.

(CLINKING)

"A vector is any quantity
such as a force of velocity

"that has direction
as well as amount."

I've done it.

I've really done it.

(PENCIL CLATTERING)

Hi.

SCHUYLER: Hi, Dexter.

Dexter, what have you
done to your glasses?

You look ridiculous.

I've done it!

SCHUYLER: Your fingers!

Dexter, you better get to
the hospital right away.

Yeah, I'll call an ambulance.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

There's nothing to
be worried about.

You see,
my fingers are all there.

They're just invisible.

Invisible?

I don't know how it works,
but it works!
Let me show you.

Now this is the stuff
that does it.

(CLINKING)

It's incredible.

Yeah, but the main thing is,
I can make myself invisible.

I mean, can you imagine that?
Look, look, look.

Look. Human flesh, invisible!

You mean, you just
stuck your hand in that stuff

and your fingers
became invisible?

Well, that's all
there is to it.

Look, you try it.

Me?

Dexter...
Why not?

No, I don't think I better.

I mean, I'm not much
on this science business.

In fact, I don't even know
what I'm doing in this class.

Look, Schuyler,
there is nothing
to be afraid of.

I'm not afraid.

Well, then you do it.

Well, look at 'em!

They're gone,
but they're there.

This is incredible.

Dexter, how do we make
our fingers visible again?

Uh...

Well, that shouldn't
be any problem.

Are you sure?

Well, of course!

Look, it's just a solution.
It should come right off.

There, see?

Give me that towel.

Don't panic, Debbie.

I'm not panicking.

Dexter,
what have you done to me?

Oh, no. What are you people
doing in here?

Uh, nothing. Nothing.

I wouldn't call it nothing.

I mean, this thing
has quite a history.

You've probably
heard of the famous
Russian scientist Bersokoff.

Nobody wants to hear
anything about Bersokoff.

Now, Mr. Arno,
we've got
a simply marvelous

experiment over here by one
of our honor students,
Druffle.

He's working on
a very interesting theory
on bumble bees.

You see, according to all
the laws of aerodynamics,

when you consider
the mass of their body

to their wingspread,
they shouldn't fly at all.

They shouldn't?
Well, then how come they do?

I don't know
how come they do.

That's what Druffle's
trying to find out.

What a day to bring
Mr. Arno up here.

You certainly have
quite a view from here.

It's an entirely
different perspective.

Uh, do you mind if
my architect takes
a look at it?

Your architect?
You think he'd like it?
That'd be wonderful. Yes.

Yes.
It's quite a view indeed.

Goodbye, young lady.
Bye.

Son.

Goodbye, Hector.

Dexter.

Yeah, Dexter.

What is the matter
with everybody's right hand
around here?

Well, they've been working
on Dexter's experiment

and they might have
just got a little
something on them.

If they've got
something on them,
why don't they wash them?

Hey, I never thought of that.

It did it.

Water takes it off!

It's amazing.

Dean Higgins,
you're a genius!

(SIGHS) You know,
it just doesn't figure.

I mean, Arno
gets out of prison,

then he picks up
the mortgage on this place.

Next thing you know,
he wants to bring over
his architect and remodel.

A.J. Arno just doesn't
do favors for people.

Yeah. What was so interesting
out this window?

I don't know.
He's sure up to something.

And we're gonna
find out what it is.

I know, I know!

Oh, come on, Schuyler,
this afternoon you said
you'd do it.

Now, how come you
changed your mind?

This afternoon
it was just my hand.
Tonight, it's all of me.

But, Schuyler,
it's the same principle.

When we're through,
we'll just wet you down
and you'll be yourself again.

I know. But it's when
I'm not myself
that I don't like it.

Schuyler, it's too late
to back out on me now.
I need you.

Oh, no!

Hey, wait a minute,
don't forget the camera.

DEXTER: Yeah, thanks.
Come on, Schuyler,
let's go.

Be careful, you guys!

DEXTER: Yeah,
we will, don't worry.

SCHUYLER: (WHISPERING)
I don't like this at all.

DEXTER: I don't
like it much either,

but we have to find out
what Arno's up to.

How do you know
he's up to anything?

Because he's a crook.

And he bought
the mortgage
on Medfield College.

Now tell me,
why would a crook like Arno
want to do that?

I don't know,
don't ask me. Don't
ask me anything at all.

Why not?

Because if I knew anything,
I wouldn't be here
in the first place.

(SQUELCHING)

DEXTER: Hey,
did you hear that?
SCHUYLER: What?

That slushing sound.

You hear it, too?
Shh!

It stopped now.

SCHUYLER: Hey, wait a minute,
my shoes are visible!

DEXTER: Oh, so that's what
the slushing sound was.

You must've stepped
in some water somewhere.

SCHUYLER: (CHUCKLING)
This looks pretty good,
doesn't it?

Schuyler, will you
quit playing around
and come on?

Okay.

SCHUYLER: Good,
the door's locked.

DEXTER: Look out, Schuyler!
Somebody's coming.

Huh. Mr. Arno, leaving
his tennis shoes out
to be shined.

Must be going nuts
or something.

(SCHUYLER GROANS SOFTLY)

Ow!

(SCREAMS)

DEXTER: Okay, I'll hit
the filing cabinet,
you look in his desk.

SCHUYLER: His desk is locked.
I guess I just better
look around.

DEXTER: Let's see,
Medfield, Medfield.

SCHUYLER: Well, that
would be under "M."

DEXTER: I know what
it would be under.
"Medfield College."

That's it.

SCHUYLER: Hey, there's
another room over here.

What's in it?
Some sort of model
or something.

DEXTER: "Dear Mr. Arno,
in regard to your inquiry,

"the law of 1912
permitting gambling on
the Medfield property

"is still in effect"?

Wow! I've really
stumbled onto
something here.

SCHUYLER: I think
I found something, too.
(CAMERA CLICKING)

It's a model
of the school.

Evidently, Arno's
planning on really
changing it a lot.

It has the craziest
football field
you've ever seen.

DEXTER: What's
so crazy about it?

SCHUYLER: Well,
it has no goal post

and there's a lake
in the middle of it.

Never heard of a lake
in the middle of
a football field.

DEXTER: What are
you talking about?

SCHUYLER: See what I mean?

DEXTER: Wait a minute.
That's not a football
field anymore,

that's a dog track.

SCHUYLER: A dog track?

DEXTER: He's turning
the whole college
into a gambling joint.

Sure, look where
the gym used to be.

"Arno's Golden
Horseshoe Club."

SCHUYLER: Yeah,
and the casino
is replacing the library.

I knew that guy
was up to something.

"Arno Town."
Oh, wait till Dean Higgins
gets a load of this.

Is he gonna
change his opinion
about A.J. Arno.

SCHUYLER: Excuse me!
(EXCLAIMS)

(GUNSHOT)

Wait, you!

Come back here,
whoever you are!

(FOOTSTEPS RUNNING)

How'd it go?

DEXTER: Move over,
Arno saw us!

But that's impossible.
He couldn't see you.

Will you come on?
He's after us.

But I'm gonna look silly
sitting over here
all by myself.

SCHUYLER: Would you get us
out of here?

Okay, so you
have the pictures,

but how do you expect
to see Dean Higgins
in the condition you're in?

DEXTER: Well,
we're not gonna
see him tonight.

We're gonna wait
till tomorrow morning
when we're ourselves again.

Well, if it's so important,
why don't you see him tonight?

DEXTER: Because
he's not here.

He's up at the Friendly
Sons of the Forest
Convention in Riverton.

(WHISPERING) Dexter,
the kids in that car
can hear you.

DEXTER: Just play it
like nothing's wrong.
It'll be okay.

Hi, gang.

The zoning laws of 1912?

Casinos?

Dog racing?

Medfield College
a gambling town?

If Arno's got
plans like these,

he'll foreclose on
that mortgage for sure.

I'll bet that's what
he had on his mind
all the time.

Well, there's always
the Forsythe Award.

Oh, that's
a pipe dream, Lufkin.

Medfield wasn't
even invited.

Wait a minute!
They can't do that to us.
We have it all locked up.

I thought so, too.
I thought Druffle's
bumble bee experiment

would open the eyes
of the scientific world.

I wasn't talking
about Druffle, Dean.
I was talking about me.

Oh, you!
What do you have?

Well, you wouldn't
believe me if I told you.
I'd have to show you.

Well, show me.

I can't.

I'd rather wait till the day
of the contest. I mean,
with Arno and everything.

Well, what I mean is,
it's such a big discovery

that if word ever got out,
there's no telling
what might happen!

How could word get out?
Are you insinuating
I'd shoot off my mouth?

Oh, no, sir.
We're going
to win the award.

We just want you
to trust us, that's all.

Trust you?
This college
is going to be

taken over by
a crook like Arno,

and you want me
to trust you,
you big lummox?

Now, just a minute,
Dean Higgins, don't
start yelling at me.

Schuyler, take it easy.

I didn't want to be
in on this thing
in the first place!

If we don't get
into the contest,
we will lose the school.

Now, look,
Forsythe is staying at
the Medfield Inn.

Why don't you
give him a call?

I'll bet you can
talk us right back
into the contest.

You think
I could do it?

Oh, sure, sir, you
can handle that easily.

You can do that
stuff really good.

Oh! (CHUCKLING)
Well...

I suppose
I could do something,
as a matter of fact.

Winifred, would you
get me Mr. Forsythe
at the Medfield Inn?

You know, when you
get right down to it,

there's no reason
for him to ignore us.

I mean, it's not
as though we were
a hick school or something.

Besides, I've got
a pretty good reputation
in this part of the country.

WINIFRED:
Mr. Forsythe
on the line.

Oh, good, good.
Lufkin, why don't you
grab the other phone

and see how these
things are handled?

FORSYTHE: Hello?
HIGGINS: Hello?

Oh, hello, Mr. Forsythe.
This is Dean Higgins,

from Medfield College.

Yeah, yeah, Higgins.
Oh, blast it!

I beg your pardon?

Oh, nothing. I'm sorry.
I just missed a putt
I should've made.

You know,
you can't putt unless
you really concentrate.

Oh, no, you know,
I've always said that.
(CHUCKLES)

You're a golfer?

(STAMMERING) Yes.

He's no golfer.

Oh, good, good.
What can I do for you?

Well, it's about
the Forsythe Award.

Yes, well, I'm sorry
we're dropping the smaller
colleges this year,

but frankly,
it just became too much
of a waste of time.

Oh, we're not
a waste of time.

We're small,
but we have an excellent
science department.

Yes, I know, but...

Well, Mr. Forsythe,
if you would just
give me a chance,

I would meet you
anywhere, anytime.

Now, let's see.
Maybe I can fit you in.

I'm playing golf
this morning at 10:00
with Collingsgood

at Thunder Ridge.

Why don't you join us
and we can chat
between holes?

(STAMMERING) Is that
Dean Collingsgood
from State?

Yeah, yeah.
What's the matter?

(NERVOUSLY)
Oh, nothing.
That'll be wonderful.

Okay, first tee, 10:00,
balls in the air.
See you then.

Oh, yes. Yes, I'll be there.
Thank you very much,
Mr. Forsythe.

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

(CLEARS THROAT)
I've got to get home
and change my clothes.

You're gonna play golf
with Forsythe?

Yes,
what's the matter
with that?

You don't play golf.
Oh, yes, I do.

As a matter of fact,
I played just
yesterday afternoon

at Swenson's with Bertha.

Tough course, too.
You gotta hit the ball
up a ramp

and right through
a little castle.

That's miniature golf.

There can't be
that much difference.

Don't worry about
me, Lufkin. Besides, it's
the only chance we've got.

(SIGHING) Well, looks
like we got our work
cut out for us today.

What do you mean?
What kind of work?

Well, I can handle the game,
but you better be his caddy.

I may need some help
out there.

Caddy? But I don't
know how to be a caddy.

That's all right.
Dean Higgins doesn't know
how to play golf either.

FORSYTHE:
That's cutting into
the ball, Collingsgood.

Good shot.

Well, I was hoping for
a little more distance.

But it was
straight, anyway.

COLLINGSGOOD:
What a shot, Timothy!
What a shot!

I'll take it.
You're up, Higgins.

Oh, Dexter,
we better do something.

Let's let him hit one
and we'll see.

You don't have any
little castles here,
I noticed.

Isn't that Dean Higgins
down there?

I didn't know
he played golf.

(SCOFFING)
I don't think he does.

Maybe that was just a mistake.
Let's give him another chance.

He might be better
than we think.

(CHUCKLING SHEEPISHLY)
I guess I got under that one
a little too much. It went...

Just another swing,
I'll be out there
with you fellas.

(GROANS)

Oh, my...
That poor old man!

Oh, he's worse
than we think.

Come on.

Hey, I might be
able to use this.

Good luck.

Are you all right,
Mr. Reeves?

Yes, I think so.

Boy, that fellow can
sure hit a long ball.

FORSYTHE: That ball didn't
come from over there.
It came from over there!

Oh.

I don't know what
happened there.

I just sort of hit
the edge of the club.

No offense, Dean Higgins,
but people are waiting
to play through.

We don't want
to hold them up, do we?

Yes, Eugene, why don't
you just take a nice,
hot shower and call it a day?

I'll do nothing of the sort.
I'm just getting warmed up.

Schuyler, which club
do I use now?

Well, in view of what
I've seen so far, I really
don't know what to tell you.

Well, of course you don't
know what to tell me.
Just give me any club.

Next time, I'll pay $10
and get a real caddy.

Now, just give me
a second here, gentlemen.

I'll knock it out there.
We'll be on our way.

(HITTING)

Let's face it.
Higgins just
isn't a golfer.

Of course not.
I could've
told you that.

The man's an impostor.
He's always been one.

Why, he has no more business
being on a golf course than...

Look, look!

(CONTINUES HITTING)

(CHUCKLING)
That was a good one.
Remember that club.

Seems to break
to the left.

Oh, come on. Hurry up,
will you, Higgins?
We can't wait all day.

I want to get this putt.
If I do, then I'll get my par.

Great Scott!

It does break to the left.
Your shot, Collingsgood.

DEXTER: (WHISPERING)
Now, watch this!

Hmm.

DEXTER: Now, what's
a nice ball like you
doing in a place like this?

We'll give them
something to talk
about this time.

(CHUCKLING) Perfect!

* Oh, the farmer in the dell
The farmer in the dell

* Hi-ho, the derry-o
The farmer in the dell *

(LAUGHING)

It's got to be
around here someplace.

Maybe it trickled up
on the green.

Hah! Don't be silly.
You could see it if it did.

Besides, you can't hit
every ball on the green.

DEXTER: (WHISPERING)
Schuyler, look in the hole.

Huh?
DEXTER: Look in the hole!

Look in the hole.

Oh, well, why didn't
I think of that?

I'm gonna look
in the hole,
Mr. Forsythe.

Of course, in the hole.
Yes, there's no other place.

Well, there's
that little Dickens,
in the hole!

That's amazing, Higgins!
Absolutely amazing!

Isn't it? Yes.

If I didn't see it,
I wouldn't believe it.

That Higgins is
a golfing phenomenon.

Do you know he's had
two holes in one
on the front nine?

Well, what I
don't understand
is why nobody

ever asked him
to join the club.

Nobody ever thought
he had that kind of talent.

I mean, it's still
impossible to believe.

DEXTER: Oh, I'm sorry.

That's okay.

How come you said that?

What?

"That's okay."

Well, you just
bumped into me
and said you were sorry,

and so I said,
"That's okay."

But I didn't
bump into you.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That's okay.

(MAN LAUGHING)

I believe that's a two.

(CROWD MURMURING)

That's all right.
I'll give you that one.

He's already had
four holes in one.

Do you think
he could make another one?

Schuyler, would you keep
these people quiet?
This is very difficult.

People, people, people.
Please be quiet.

Dean Higgins
is trying
to concentrate.

(GOLF BALL BOUNCING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

That's amazing, Higgins!
I can't believe it!

Schuyler, now what club
do you think
we ought to use here?

I think you ought
to use this one, sir.

You've been having
a lot of luck with it.
Oh, good thinking.

(CROWD GROANS
IN DISAPPOINTMENT)

DEXTER: Come on,
it's not over yet.
Get out of there.

(CROWD MURMURING IN DISBELIEF)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Dean Higgins, that's one
of the most incredible

rounds of golf
that I've ever seen.

Oh, thank you, thank you.
But you know, with
all the excitement,

we forgot to mention
Medfield's participation
in the Forsythe Award.

Consider yourself entered.

A man who plays golf
like you, how can we
keep your school out?

Let me buy you a drink.
I want to introduce you
to some of the members.

Oh, well, I don't as a rule,
but we mustn't
forget Collingsgood.

Come along, Edgar!

He can change his shoes
in the car.

(DEXTER WHISTLING)

(WATER RUNNING)

Boss, I got the car...

What's the matter?
Is something wrong or what?

Yeah.

I think I must be
going nuts.

Gee, that's too bad, boss.

You know, if you
weren't my sister's son,
I'd fire you.

I always forget
you're my uncle.

Take your hands off me.

I'm sorry I reminded you.

(PHONE BUZZING)

Oh, Winifred,
if that's somebody else
calling to congratulate me,

would you just thank them
and take their names?

Who?
Oh, I'll talk to him, yes.

It's Collins
from TeleSports.

Gee.
Mmm-hmm.

Uh, hello, Mr. Collins.

Yes, thank you. It was
just one of those days

where I kind of
put everything together.

(LAUGHS) Yes.

Challenge Golf?

Oh, I don't know.
For how much?

Yes, you can count on me.
I'll be there today.

Thank you.

Winifred,
would you call the airport

and get me two tickets
to Ocean View City?

And then get a hold
of Richard Schuyler for me.
Would you do that?

Well, you know that $50,000
mortgage payment
we were worried about?

We don't have to
worry about that anymore.

Hey, Druffle.

Where is everybody?

Well, they're all out
at the airport to see
Dean Higgins off.

Where's he going?

Uh, up to Ocean View.
He's playing in
a golf tournament.

Winner take all.

Dean Higgins is gonna
play golf against pros?

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, incidentally,
Schuyler wants you

to get to the airport
as soon as you can.

He says things are
rather desperate.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Listen, what time
does the plane leave?

I think he said 10:30.

Oh, no!

(CROWD CHEERING)

And furthermore,
I want it to be known
that all the proceeds

from my golf victory today
will go to Medfield College.

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

I wonder where Dexter is.

Would you forget
about Dexter?

Oh, no!
What's he doing out there?
(INAUDIBLE)

SCHUYLER: I think he wants us
to stop the plane, sir.

But what for?

Well, he probably wants
to get on board.

Don't you think maybe
we ought to let him?

Of course not!
What do we need with him?
Sit back.

(INAUDIBLE)

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the first tee.

Now, the trouble on this hole
are some trees on
the left fairway,

but I don't think
any of our golfers

will have any trouble
with that.

Yeah, and here is
Billy Casper,
former Open champ,

considered by many
to be one of the best
putters on the tour,

trying for
the $50,000 first prize.

HIGGINS: Oh, uh, Billy.

(CLEARS THROAT) You mind?
This is a little something
that could help you.

I picked this up.

Oh, he seems to be
getting a few tips
from Dean Higgins

involving the hands.

Wrist. You know what I mean?
Wrist.

ANNOUNCER: That's a beauty.
Higgins' tips
obviously helped.

He's well away
from the trouble.
Out about 270 yards.

And here's
controversial Dave Hill,

former Vardon Trophy winner.

A beautiful shot.
He's right out there
with Mr. Casper.

It'll be interesting to see
how Dean Higgins'
unorthodox swing

holds up against
this competition.

(ALL CHEERING)

(ALL CLAMORING)

There's a pro.
Come on.

(CROWD MURMURING)

(ALL MURMURING)

That's an interesting shot.
I wonder what
Dean Higgins has in mind.

I don't have time
for interviews now.
Maybe later.

ANNOUNCER:
We're here watching
Dean Higgins

in his first attempt at
getting out of a trap.

He's entering the trap now,
assuming his stance.

Ladies and gentlemen,
we're waiting for
some word on Dean Higgins.

Hi. Here are our pros,
Dave Hill and Billy Casper.

Where is he?

Uh, we're not sure.

You mean, he's still
out there on a safari?

I'm afraid so.

Oh, yeah.
Ah! Our mobile crew
thinks they've located him.

He's around
the 12th fairway.

MAN: Beautiful.

Jim, come in.

Yeah, Tom, I've spotted
his caddy by a thicket
on the left side.

Dean Higgins must be in it
because the caddy

sure is passing in
a lot of clubs.

It's out! It's out!
Right? Right?

Which club now?

I think you better
use the one you got.

It's about
the straightest one
we have left.

We're sorry Dean Higgins
can't be with us here
at this moment,

but something unprecedented
has happened.

(LAUGHS)
We seem to have lost him.

(ALL LAUGHING)

But in the meanwhile,
we want to thank
Dave Hill and Billy...

Oh, just a moment.

Yes, Jim.

Ah, we seem to have found him.
He's having trouble
on the 13th hole.

If you ask me,
I think we ought to just
throw it up there.

I didn't ask you.
Besides, we're on TV.

You want people to think
I can't shoot my way
out of a little difficulty?

Where'd it go?

But I'm getting all wet!

What do you think
is happening to me?
Just stay away!

Dean Higgins!

I think you
better turn around!

(HIGGINS SCREAMING)

Crazy, isn't it?

How could a guy be
so good one week
and so lousy the next?

Yeah.

There's something weird
going on around here,
all right.

I'll lay you odds
if you keep your eye

on Dexter Riley
and that creative lab,
you'll find out what it is.

Not one word.

I don't want to hear
a single word.

And you,
take those things
and get rid of 'em.

Yes, sir.

HIGGINS: Come in!

All right,
what is it?

It's about
the Forsythe Award, sir.

You see, it's an idea
of what Druffle here

plans to prove with his
bumble bee experiments.

Of course,
he will use real bees.

Oh, and here's more
or less of an outline
of what he's trying to prove.

Well, it looks
very promising.

Yes, I think he's
definitely on the brink
of a solution.

(SIGHS) I hope so, Lufkin,
because frankly,

I think that Druffle
is our last chance.

(PHONE BUZZING)

Oh, excuse me.

Yes, Winifred?

I hate to disturb you,
but could Druffle
come in and see you?

Well, of course Druffle
can come in and see me.

She lets every nincompoop
in this school in here,

and then she hesitates
to let a real scholar
like Druffle in.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Yes, come in.

Now, Druffle,
Mr. Lufkin has been
explaining to me...

(EXCLAIMS)
Who are you?

(MUFFLED MUMBLING)

What did he say?
I don't know.

The bees...
(IMITATING BEES BUZZING)

What's that again?

(MUMBLING)

It's Druffle.
Oh.

"Bitten by bumble bees.
Doctor says
I'm allergic to them.

"Will have to
abandon experiment.

"Am taking pills.
May be ready next year."

Lufkin, we're through!

There goes
the Forsythe Award.

There'll be no
mortgage payment. Medfield
will go down the drain.

Not quite, sir. There's...
There's Dexter Riley.

I mean,
he still thinks
he has something.

He certainly does,

a mental condition
with that
invisibility experiment.

Dean Higgins,
who else have we got?

Nobody.

But Dexter Riley...

DEXTER: Okay, now
the first thing we have to do
is get everything organized.

SCHUYLER: You know, Dexter,
nobody seems to think

we have a chance
at winning this thing

but Debbie, you and I,
and I guess maybe Lufkin.

You didn't
happen to talk
to him, did you?

DEXTER: Yeah.
Well, Lufkin didn't
seem too enthused,

but we can't pay
attention to that.

After this showing,
Medfield's gonna win
the award money

and you and I'll be
written up in every
chemistry book in the world.

Me, written up
in chemistry books?
You gotta be kidding!

What's the matter with that?

I flunked chemistry
last semester.
Oh.

Yeah, that is kind of
weird, isn't it?

Oh, well,
first things first.

Now, look,
we'll spray you invisible.

As soon as you disappear,
go to the table

and pick
those things up,
one at a time.

Now, it'll look like
they're floating in the air.

Hey, that should
look pretty good, huh?

You're darn right.
It'll look terrific.
Okay, now let's rehearse it.

Hey, you're not gonna
spray me tonight.

Well, yeah, we want
to see exactly how
this thing works, don't we?

No, listen,
I've got a date
in a half hour.

I don't want that stuff
all over me.

I'd have to take
another shower.

Schuyler, this is the last
time you'll have to do it.
Now, hold still.

I said I didn't
want to do it!

Dexter, now look
what you've done!

(CRASHING)

Here, hold this.
You better stay here.

Sorry I disturbed you,
but I got, uh, my foot
stuck in this bucket here.

Wonder how he did that.

You know, some people
don't care how
they look at all.

Boss, you are not
going to believe this,
but I saw it with my own eyes.

Yeah, Cookie?
You saw what
with your own eyes?

Well, I don't know
how to tell you.
It's like crazy.

Well, tell me
what it is.

You're gonna
laugh at me, boss.

All right, dum-dum,
so I'll laugh at you.
Will you tell me what it is?

Well, this...

Excuse me.
(SIGHS)

This kid's got this spray,
you know, like they used
to use for bugs. Well...

Ah...
Cookie, you're
aggravating me!

Well, you spray
people with...

Excuse me.
I'm sorry, Al.

Well, it makes people...
It makes them...

It makes them what?

You're not going
to believe this.
Try me.

Invisible.

I believe you.

You see, I knew!
I knew like I
know my own name.

You believe me?

You bet
your sweet life,
I believe you.

I knew there was
something crazy
going on around here.

Now, listen, birdbrain,
this is what
I want you to do.

You know what I mean?

(LAUGHING)
Good morning, Mr. Forsythe.
It's so nice to see you again.

Yes, well, it's nice
to see you, Eugene.

I saw you
on the golf match
on TV. Very funny.

Funny, indeed.
Well, I don't know
what happened.

Yeah, well, golf
isn't important.
It's science.

Hope you have something
interesting for me.

Yes. Well, listen...

Say, you should have
seen our display
last night, Eugene.

A new version of
a helio-spectrogram.
Quite remarkable.

Yes, the Medfield press
predicted that State'll take
first place with that one.

Well, the Medfield press
isn't going to pick
the winner of this contest.

Medfield's display today,
Rutland tomorrow.

Then we'll let me make
the announcement of
the winner on Friday night,

won't we?
Oh, yes, sir.
Yes, sir.

Better believe it.

Okay, Schuyler,
are you sure you got
everything worked out?

I mean,
you're not worried?

Don't worry about me.

I rise to the occasion
when I perform
in front of people.

Good. Now, look, as soon
as you finish your act,
just give Debbie the signal.

She'll pour the water on you.
Believe me, this thing's
gonna be terrific.

Right this way,
Mr. Forsythe.

Good morning.

Distinguished deans,
honorable scholars,
please come right this way.

I think this would be
a good place
to watch from, sir.

This is Dexter Riley
and his assistant.

Nice to know you,
young people.

Yes, sir.
Hi.

Well, young fellow,
what've you got
to show us?

Well, sir, I think we've
come up with something very
extraordinary on invisibility.

You're not kidding us,
are you, Dean, hmm?

No. I mean,
I don't think so.

Why don't you
just sit down?

Let me explain
the procedure to you,

so that no one
will be alarmed.

Now,
I'm going to spray
this substance

on Mr. Schuyler
and he will disappear.

He will then go
to the table
and raise those objects.

Mr. Schuyler will talk
as he does this,

so that you will know
that it's his invisible body
raising the objects.

All right?

Now, watch closely.

You don't see me,
but I am now walking
toward the table.

Now, you will
see a vase.

It is floating in the air.

But it is not
floating in the air.

Although you cannot see me,
I am holding the vase.

Schuyler!

I am now walking
back to the table.

This ball.

It seems to be
bouncing by itself.

However, it is not.
It is I who am
bouncing the ball.

We've had
enough of this.
Come along!

You call this science?

It's a disgrace to
the academic world,
that's what it is.

Don't apologize, Dean!
I'm a busy man.

It may have been
a simple error
in the formula.

SCHUYLER: Well, I guess
they've seen enough.
I'm over here.

You can hit me
with the water now.

I don't want to stay
invisible too long.

Pretty good, huh? Hey,
but listen, next time,
try some lukewarm water.

Okay?

Hey, this isn't our formula.
This is just colored water.

What do you mean?
You didn't disappear.

You know,
I don't understand it,

but somebody
must've snuck in here
and changed it.

I didn't?
Yeah, but nobody knew
about it but the three of us.

Oh, hi, kids.
Hi, Charlie.

You mean I never
was invisible?

Schuyler, you didn't
tell anybody, did you?

Tell them what?

Charlie!

That other janitor,
what's his name?

There's no other janitor.

Well, there was
on Tuesday night.

There's no janitor
who works here
on Tuesday nights.

Part of Dean Higgins'
economy plan.

(LAUGHS)
And you know the dean.

Yeah, I do.

Thanks a lot.

So it was that fake janitor
that made the switch,
whoever he was.

I've seen that face
somewhere before.

What face?

Arno's chauffeur.

Boy, Arno with that stuff
could be murder.

I wonder what he's
gonna do with it.

Yeah. And how are we
going to find that out?

Maybe we should
let him tell us.

Testing,
one, two, three, four.

DEXTER: Loud and clear.
Good luck.

Oh! Aren't those beautiful?

Yes, they are.
They're for Mr. Arno.
Oh, they're gorgeous!

Is he in?

Oh. Well,
I'll take them in.

Um... No, I'm sorry,
but there's
a message involved.

We have to deliver them
in person, you see.

There's a message
for Mr. Arno.

Oh! I see.
Okay, just a minute.

Mr. Arno, there are
some delivery boys
out here

with some flowers for you.

Flowers for me?
Who'd be sending me flowers?

I don't know, sir.

Tell them to leave 'em.

Oh, well, sir,
there's a message involved.

They say they have
to deliver them in person.

All right, send them in.

Who'd be sending me flowers?

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Mr. Arno, sir.
Yes?

These flowers are for you.

Ready?
Yeah.

(BLOWING)

(ALL HUMMING)

ALL:
* Happy birthday to you

* Happy birthday to you

* Happy birthday, Mr. Arno

* Happy birthday to you

Signed E.J. Higgins,
Dean of Medfield College.

But it isn't even my birthday.
Now what's this all about?

Why's he sending me flowers?

Uh... I don't know, sir.
Maybe he just likes you.

What?

Well, we can't
take them back.

And it really does
liven up your office, sir.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, Cookie,
take care of them,
will you?

Oh, and they're plastic, too.

You don't have
to water them.

Yeah. Just leave 'em alone
and they'll last forever.

ARNO: Yeah, well,
that's good to know.
Thank you very much, boys.

I'll be sure
to thank the dean when
I see him. Goodbye.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

Okay, that takes care
of the first part.

Now, look. We gotta set up
a watch on this radio,
day and night,

till we find out
what's going on.

ARNO: (LAUGHING)
Get a load of Dean Higgins
sending me flowers.

He must really
be in a panic.

Yeah. He must think
I'm going to
foreclose on him.

You know something,
he's right!

(ALL LAUGHING)

All right,
let's give us a little room,
would you, please?

Well, what do you know,
a bank taking in money.
That's pretty good.

In this area,
Friday's payday.

The bank cashes
a lot of paychecks.

People coming in
from all over.

So, if you
ever need any dough
on a Friday, Mr. Arno,

you know where to come
to get it.

(LAUGHS)
That's pretty good, Mike.
That's pretty good.

So long, Mr. Arno.
I'll be seeing you.

COOKIE: Twenty more points.
I got you in a blitz.

You know,
I wish you'd concentrate.

I feel like I'm taking
advantage of your head.

You threw this eighter?

Again?
Man, you are killing me.

I don't know why
you threw me the eight.

You know I need the eight.
Why'd you throw it?

What do you mean
I know you needed the eight?

I needed the eight.

I did not know
you needed the eight.

If I knew
you needed the eight,

I never would have
thrown it to you.

Okay, boys,
put the cards away.
We got business.

Big business.

ALFRED: What's up, chief?

Alfred, first of all,
I want you to go out
and get a car.

Something nondescript
that people won't notice.

Use a phony name
so it can't be
traced back to us.

I'm on my way.

But his ice cream
will melt.

Will you shut up and listen?

Cookie, this will be
the first one of many.

Huh?

If there was a chance
of getting caught,

I wouldn't try it,
but there's no way.

Invisible men
walk into the bank.

Spray the money invisible.
Invisible men walk out.

The crime of the century.

COOKIE: What are you
talking about?

Cookie, at exactly 1:00 today,
you and I are hitting
the Medfield Bank.

Vertical line, add on,
using the principle
of repetition,

we see what is commonly
referred to as the
Roman Keyhole Effect.

But this in fact
can be traced back
to the early Phoenicians.

Now, early Phoenician art
can be traced back

to the Franco-Cantabian-
Paleolithic age,

when the first
implements fashioned

by the hand and
mind of man appeared.

A fascinating question
arises as to whether
Western naturalistic art

ever made contact
with the Caspian

and Neolithic
pre-Egyptian world.

In order to study
the Phoenician art form,

we must first investigate
the lifestyle of the period

and the accomplishments
of these people.

Psst!

(SIGHS)
PROFESSOR: It is
interesting to note...

SCHUYLER: Psst!

...that the color purple

was first found by
the early Phoenicians

in a Mediterranean
shellfish...

Excuse me, Professor.

...by the name of Murex...

Uh...

I... Excuse me.

...that is found in
the Mediterranean Sea.

An extract by
the name of Murex.

Murex, which is spelled

M...

M...

So, that's what
they're planning.

If we can get
that formula back,
we can still win that award.

They don't announce
the winner till tonight.
Now, look, Schuyler.

You get down to the police
and tell them
what you overheard.

The rest of the guys
and I will go down to
the bank. Let's go!

Now, you're sure about this?

(STAMMERING) I...

I mean, you could be in
an awful lot of trouble
if you're wrong.

Yes, sir, I understand that.
I'll guarantee it.

Yeah, all right. I...

Burns, I think that you'd
better go around and warn
all the tellers.

But, Mr. Sampson...
(EXCLAIMING)

I'm not saying
shoot to kill.

Just to keep an eye
on him, that's all.

Excuse me, sir,
but keeping an eye on him
won't do any good.

It won't? Why not?

Well... You won't be able
to see them.

What?

You see,
they'll be invisible.

And they'll make
the money invisible, too.

So (SIGHS)

you really
won't see anything.

You'll just find
the money gone.
That's all.

And how do you propose
to stop all this?

Well, in order to make
the money visible again,

all we have to do
is wet them down.

Wet them down?

Wet them down. I see.

I suppose you're
suggesting that we drive

a fire truck right
in here to the bank.

Something like that?

I didn't mean
that exactly, but...

This is
the biggest bunch of nonsense
I've ever heard in my life.

Burns, you may
return to your duties.

Good day, Mr. Riley.

Mr. Sampson...

(GROANS)

What happened?

What'd he say?

No soap, huh?
He wouldn't believe us.

Ah, nobody believes us.

Hey, guys!
How'd it go?

DEXTER: Nothing.
But what did
the police say?

Ah, they said I was nuts.

It's enough to
drive you crazy.

We could solve
the school's problems
and save the bank too,

if we could just get
somebody to listen to us!

Wait a second. Water!

Don't you see?
Look, some of you guys
get down to the hardware store

and get some
fire hose and a wrench.

Hurry up! We haven't
got much time left!

Let's go.
Come on. Let's go.

Nice.

Hey, hey.
Here he comes.

Get down!

COOKIE: Hey, how about this?
A spot right in front
of the joint.

ARNO: Just don't hit the car
in back of you, stupid.

Come on. Hurry up.
Those guys are
in there already.

Come on. Hurry.

(GROANS) A few more of these
and we can break for lunch.

It's about time.
My stomach's been growling
for the last hour.

Why don't we go to Eddy's?
He's got great chili,
you know.

(EXCLAIMS)

We don't have to have chili.
We could have
hot dogs and beans.

What's the matter with you?
(GROANS)

ARNO: Okay, Cookie,
spray all the loot, then put
that thing under your coat.

COOKIE: Gotcha, boss.

Hey!
This stuff really works!

Okay,
let's get out of here.

Come on, Schuyler,
step on it!

I am! I am!

Will you hurry?
They're gonna be
out of there in a second!

It's stuck!
I bet nobody's
turned it in years.

Give it all you got!

COOKIE: You know, this money's
heavier than I thought.

ARNO: Will you keep quiet?

Come on,
they're getting away!

Schuyler!

Got it! Got it!

What in the world is...

BOY 1: Those are
the wrong guys!

BOY 2: Cut it off!

They're heading
for the West End.

Yeah, look, Schuyler,
you and Dick
get down to Taylor Street.

See if you can't block
'em off at Osborne.

Burns, what's happened?

I don't know.
I was just standing here
and the lights went out.

That kid was right.
Why didn't you listen
to him?

Operator, get me the police.

(WHEEZES)

(HORNS HONKING)

COOKIE: Nice day, Officer.

COOKIE: Hey,
it's them kids!

What do we do, boss?
We're trapped.

ARNO: I'll show you.

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Everybody stay down!

Oh, no.

ARNO: Okay, you kids,
clear out or we're
coming out to get you!

Dexter, maybe we'd
better be on our way.

Schuyler,
stay behind your car.

(SIREN WAILING)

COOKIE:
Now we got cops.
I don't like it.

The police!
Come on, Sergeant.

We got 'em trapped.

Hey, no, watch out!
Watch out!

Look out! Get behind
your car, Sergeant!

What's going on here?
Let's get these cars
out of here.

I got to get to
a bank robbery.

But we got the robbers
trapped in that car.

You what?

You can't see them,
that's all.

Don't you give me any more
of that invisible nonsense.

I had enough of that
down at the station!

You know something, boy?

I'm beginning
to believe you.

Shall we shoot, Sarge?

What at?

ARNO: Okay,
let's get out of here.

COOKIE: You're the boss.

Hey! They're going
to ram us. Let's go.

BOY: Let's get out of here!

My insurance!

Hey, Murph,
they hit our unit!

Come on, Murphy,
let's get that thing!

(SIREN WAILING)

SCHUYLER: Dexter, a car!
DEXTER: Hold on!

(HORN BLARING)

COOKIE: Now we're in trouble.
The cops are getting closer.

ARNO: Yeah,
you're telling me.

I got it!
Spray the car invisible.

Boss, you're a genius.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Will you hurry up?
We haven't got all day.

Yeah, yeah.

(SIREN WAILING)

Ah! There's no cop on earth
could touch us now.

Go to the right
of that truck, Murph.

Slow down,
it's an intersection.

Don't worry, Sarge,
it's clear as a bell.

COOKIE: It's the cop's car!
How could he hit us?

ARNO:
Because he didn't see us.

Now, come on,
let's get out of here.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

What'd you hit?

I don't really know.

I bet they sprayed
the car invisible.

You know something, Murphy,
I think he's right.

Well, we hit
something, Sarge.

Well, see you, Sarge.

BOTH: Wait a minute.

Crazy kids.
Look out, Murphy!

Attention, all cars.

Bank robbers now
headed south on
Osborne Street near 10th.

(SIGHING)

In an invisible car.

OFFICER:
An invisible what, Sarge?

You heard me,
I said invisible car.

Now there's a bunch
of kids in a dune buggy

that's probably
tailing them right now.

When you see 'em,
close in. Out.

That's the problem
with the department.
No imagination.

What's so strange
about an invisible car?

Nothing.

We can't be
too far behind him.

Yeah. Keep your eyes
open for anything.

Hey, there he is!
There he is, man.

ARNO: Stop, you're
gonna hit those guys!

COOKIE: I can't.
The kids are right
behind me.

There he is!
Hey, look out!

DEBBIE: Look out!

ARNO: Watch it.
COOKIE: What?

Watch it.
What?

Watch it!

DEBBIE: (SCREAMS)
We're gonna get wet!
DEXTER: Hold on!

(SCHUYLER EXCLAIMS)

Hey, what'd you go
up on the sidewalk for?

Look, do you
want to drive?

Yeah, well,
there's no top.
Be careful.

Yeah. All right.
All right.

Sergeant Cassidy,
come in, please.

This is Sergeant Cassidy.

The invisible vehicle
eluded us.

He's evidently following
Fowler Street out of town.

Have your men follow
three abreast,

I'll have the highway patrol
set up a roadblock
near the park. Out.

Roger.

He won't get away
from us this time, Murph.

Not this time.

(ARNO LAUGHING)

ARNO: They think they got us!

Pull over to the
side of the road.
Let the kids go by.

SCHUYLER: Hey, those guys
aren't doing anything.

We must've passed
right by 'em.

ARNO: Now, Cookie,
take us home.

We'll hit the showers
and set up our alibi.

COOKIE: Okay, boss,
but I hope you know
what you're doing.

What happened
to the invisible car?

Probably let you slip by them,
then went back the other way.

But don't worry,
we'll get him.

In fact, he's practically
in our hands right now.

COOKIE: We lost 'em.
ARNO: Sure.

Oh, no!
Down the bridle path.

(HORN HONKING)

(HORSES WHINNYING)

COOKIE:
Hey, get them nags
out of the way here!

(HONKING CONTINUES)

Yes, Sergeant. He broke
through the bridle trail

and headed down
Peppertree Lane.

He's probably
heading south.

I'll alert the Riverton
Police Department.

In the meantime,
your units can head
on down there.

Right, Sergeant.
Officer, can I speak
to the sergeant?

I'm sorry, it's for
official use only.

You see,
I gotta speak to him.
He's all wrong.

Yeah, I'm sure of that.

All right, fellas,
move out for Riverton.

Where to now?
To see Sergeant Cassidy.

Why?
Because I think he's wrong.

(SIRENS WAILING)

I wonder what Cassidy'll
say this time.

Whoever did this
is just like any
other crook.

He's got the money,

now all he wants to do
is get as far away from
this town as possible.

And if you ask me,
he's on his way to
Riverton right now.

But Arno's different.

He'll want to come back,
become visible and
establish an alibi.

Now, son,
that's just a guess.

We've got this whole thing
pretty well figured out.

It's about time
you got here.

I'm sorry, Sarge.

They had me out looking
for an invisible car.

Now I think
the department's going nuts.

You do, huh? (SCOFFS)

Come on,
let's get to Riverton.

We might as well go on home.
We've done all we can here.

Hey, wait a second.
We got to get my car.

Oh, yeah. I forgot
about that thing.

What do you mean,
"that thing"?

ARNO: Look out
for the police car!
Look out!

That's him.
By golly, the kid
was right, Murph.

Attention, all units.

Invisible car now going
north on Osborne.

How could you expect us
to change the tire

when you haven't
got a spare?

You could've patched it
or something.

You guys had
plenty of time.

You can't patch that thing.
Look at it.
(SIRENS WAILING)

Hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
You guys hear those sirens?

They must've found Arno.

Hey, it sounds like
he's headed for
Highland Park.

Yeah! That's where Arno lives.

Listen, Chester Avenue
is the only way in there.

So if we block it off,
we've got him
caged in, right?

Right.
Let's go!

Hey, how am I gonna get there?
I got a flat tire.

Ride your rim.

DEXTER: Come on, Schuyler,
bring it over here!

I'm coming.
I'm coming.

Schuyler, hurry up!

I can't! I think
I'm out of gas!

Oh, no.
Oh, boy!

Come on,
let's shove him in.
Come on.

DEXTER:
Come on! Let's go.

Hurry up.

Come on!
DEXTER: Push!

ARNO: Is this as fast
as this thing'll go?

COOKIE:
I got it floored, boss.

I don't know what more
you want me to do.

Oh, no!
Go through there.

Yeah, gotcha.
Yeah.

(SCREAMS)
We're out of control, boss!

Let's go.
Come on.

(ALL CHATTERING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

Oh, my God!

(ALL MURMURING)

What happened?
What happened?

Why, you idiot!

There they are!
The pool.

There's the formula!

It's over there.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Boss, I can't swim.
Good!

Don't just stand around.
Let's get 'em out of there.

Keep an eye on them.

Pull them out.
Get 'em over
to the police car.

You stupid...
CASSIDY: Hey, knock it off!

Knock it off.
Get 'em over there.

BOY: Come on.
Got it!

Got it!

There still might be time.
Let's go. Come on. Hurry!

Hurry, hurry!

Look at him.

The winner won't be
announced for five minutes

and there he is,
accepting congratulations.

The man is disgusting.

Well, that improvement
in the helio-spectrogram
was really something.

I'm afraid he just
deserves to win.

He does not!

If Druffle hadn't
been bitten by
those bumble bees,

we'd have had this
thing locked up.

He's winning by forfeit.

He's always pulling
something like this.

I tell you,
the man's behavior is
practically criminal.

Eugene,
how nice to see you.

Hello, Collingsgood.
Congratulations.

Oh, you can't
congratulate me now.

There are four minutes left.

We don't even know
who won yet.

Oh, there's Mr. Forsythe
on the platform now.
Will you excuse me?

I want to get close
so I don't have to fight
through the crowd

when the announcement is made.

Certainly.
Certainly.

He doesn't know
who the winner
is going to be,

but he wants to be close
so he doesn't have to fight
his way through the crowd.

(SCOFFS)

BOY: I hope
we're not too late.

Forsythe, wait a second!
Hold on!

(STUDENTS CLAMORING)

Forsythe.
Have you announced
the winner yet?

No. No...
Okay, we've still
got time then.

We got it!
We really got it.

The real formula got stolen
and we just got it back.

Now, if you'll
let us demonstrate,

it'll just take a second.

Well, it sounds unbelievable,
but go ahead.

Thanks. Okay, Schuyler,
get over there.

Oh, no, not with
the invisibility again!

They're not going
to get away with it
this time.

Okay, I'm ready.

Now if you just watch close,
it only takes two squirts.

Stop that!

Sorry, Dean,
I didn't mean
to get it on...

You didn't disappear.

He's still there.

Of course
I didn't disappear!

Can you get it
through your thick heads,
once and for all,

nobody is going
to disappear?

I don't know why
they insist on
ridiculing me.

First that Schuyler
walks around with vases,

pretending
like he's invisible...

Something's happened.
What?

Smells like chlorine.
It does.

Wait a minute.
Maybe some pool water
got into it.

Maybe it's just diluted.
I'm telling you
for the last time,

there is no such thing
as invisibility!

Hey, hey!
BOY: There it goes, huh?

I think I'll go home.

You should too, Lufkin,
you're getting that
blank look again.

(ALL CHATTERING)

Congratulations once more,
Collingsgood.

You ought to start
working out.

Your grip isn't
what it used to be.

Goodbye, folks.

(ALL SCREAMING)

People certainly
get carried away
at these parties.

(ALL SCREAMING)

Thanks for the invitation,
Mr. Forsythe.

What's the matter
with everyone?
Have they gone crazy?

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

My dear fella,
you ought to
get other work.

You're making
everybody nervous.

I've never seen people
act so strange.

I wonder what was
in that champagne.
I'll have to...

(SCREAMS)

Hey! Hey!

What's he doing
lying on the floor?

Oh, what a dream.
Wait a minute, I'm here?

It wasn't a dream?

It certainly wasn't.

Dean Eugene Higgins,

I take great pride

in presenting this check
to Medfield College,

$50,000,

the Forsythe Science Award,

for your massive contribution
to the advancement of science.

Gee, that was close!

You know,
we just won the award
by the skin of our teeth.

DEXTER: We sure did.

At least Higgins
can pay off that
$50,000 mortgage now.

So, I guess
the school's good
for another year.

Yeah,
but that's the problem.

He was able to come up
with $50,000 this year

because you
invented invisibility.

But next year,
he's got to come up
with $50,000 again.

Yeah, plus, I discovered
invisibility by accident.

How many times
is something like that
gonna happen?

Don't start
borrowing trouble.

This year's all
taken care of, right?

And as far as next year
is concerned,
don't worry about it.

I'll think of something.