Whoa!
Gweeseek!
Gweeseek, get over -- come on.
Whoa! [ Grunts ]
Huh?
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Nuritza: I looked him dead in his sweaty little eyes
and said, "Do you have a problem?
Because I won't hesitate to come over there, roll up my sleeves,
and tear out your --"
Tear your what?
Oh, uh... Hey kid.
What did you tear, Nuritza?
Uh, out a coupon...
For free...
ice cream.
And we, uh...
ate the ice cream.
Hahaha!
Oh, that sounds yummy!
How anticlimactic.
Uh huh, yea!
Uh huh, uh huh.
Huh? Guess they hung up.
Anyway...
That was the newspaper.
They're sending a reporter to write an article
about the department...
of Lost and Found.
Which reporter?
Was it Carla Tetrazzini?
Yea, that's it.
Oh my! Carla Tetrazzini, here?
In my office!
Who the what now?
Carla Tetrazzini writes only the most shrewd
and uncompromising exposés in the Weegee Weekly.
But most impressive is the grammar.
It's impeccable.
Whoa, she's pretty harsh on this quiche cafe.
But we got nothing to worry about as long as Tiggy
solves a case with no hiccups.
Yep, it all rests on his weak little shoulders.
No pressure.
But don't mess up!
Oh no, Gweeseek...
Someone looking over our weak little shoulders
while we find something?
And what if we don't find it?
Sounds like you need a ringer. A ringer?
You know, get someone to pretend to lose something.
Ahh, so you're saying I should hide something like...
Uh... This stapler...
And have someone...
like you...
act like you lost it.
Exactly, but not me.
What? Why not?
Me? An actor?
C'mon, Tiggy. Seriously!
That ice cream story you were telling earlier felt so real,
I could taste it.
Really?
And that impersonation of Boss that you do.
Mwah!
[ As Boss ] Tiggy, you're fired.
Fired? No!
Oh... [ Chuckles ]
Nuritza, it was just you.
Oh, man. Don't scare me like that.
Huh, maybe I can act.
Nuritza, baby, you're a star.
Okay, I'll do it.
But call me baby again and I'll roll up my sleeves
and tear out your -- um...
Uh, coupon for free...
Ah, whatever, I don't even care anymore.
Carla: 2:00 PM on the dot.
Arrived at the Department of Lost and Found.
Alright, let's see what this place is all about.
Hello, Ms. Tetrazzini
and welcome to the Department of Lost and Found.
I'm Tiggy, your friendly finder,
and this is my friendly finding feline Gweeseek.
[ Chuckles ] Nice try, kid, where are the real finders?
That's me, Tiggy, your friendly finder
and this is my friendly fine-ly fine -- feline...
Uh, Gweeseek.
So, I'm here to interview a child?
And caa-aat!
[ Sighs ] Okay.
You don't mind if I record this, do you?
Good. Cause I'm already rolling.
Every word you say is on the record. Forever.
I wouldn't have it any other way!
Come on, Seek, let's give Ms. Tetrazzini the grand tour.
On your left is none other than This Guy,
our office adminestrone.
[ Chuckles ] Administrator.
And Ms. Tetrazzini, allow me --
Look. I'm just here to see finding.
My favorite part of the job.
Isn't that the only part of the job?
Ouch. You're sharp.
So, a typical mission starts by someone
coming through the door...
Coming through the door.
Coming through the door!
Sheesh, I hear ya!
Oh, look, my favorite customer, Nurteeza...
Who came in the wrong entrance...
But that's fine, haha...
You can come in anywhere you want, because we value, uh --
We value our customers here at the department.
Kind sir...
And cat.
I have lost my beloved, uh, stapler.
How hard that must be for you!
Well, have no fear.
Tiggy and Gweeseek will find that...stapler!
May I see your hand?
No! No!
Boss: Tiggy! Tiggy, Tiggy, Tiggy,
Tiggy, Tiggy, Tiggy, Tiggy!
Uh, you know, Gweeseek can answer your questions.
She's the smart one, anyway.
[ Meow! ]
[ Sighs ] Okay.
Boss! I'm in the middle of the interview.
Tiggy, who's that?
That's Carla Tetrazzini, the reporter.
No, her...
Gweeseek? In the boa!
That's Nuritza. I mean, um, Nurteeza.
Nurteeeeezzza.
Oh, Tiggy. I think I'm in love.
What?!
My heart's aflutter Tiggy,
I can't hold it in.
I gotta go over there and confess my feelings.
Make a grand gesture, cause a huge scene!
In front of Ms. Tetrazzini?
No, no, no, no, no!
Don't stand in the way of love, Tiggy.
But Boss, um...
Uh, you don't want to come off too strong.
You've got to play it cool.
Play it cool?
Yea! Cooooool.
You know, if you want someone to be interested in you,
you gotta act disinterested.
Ohh, cooooooool.
[ Bang! Bang! ]
This dang pole's loose again.
I just fixed this last week!
Wait, you fixed it?
Of course she didn't fix it! She's a customer.
She, uh...
She saw me fixing it.
Yep. I'm always fixing this dang pole.
Ow.
Uh, Nurteeza, a moment of your time.
No fixing. But --
Remember, you're Nurteeza.
Ask yourself, "What would Nurteeza do?"
Hello, I'm Nurteeza.
I'm Nurteeeeza.
No matter what, stay in character.
Hope Gweeseek hasn't been talking your ear off over here.
Alright. You ready to see some finding?
I'm Nurteeza.
I'm beginning to think you're not.
Ahem...
What do we got here? What do we got?
We got a drippy water cooler,
we got an employee of the month award --
Uh, don't look too closely at that.
We got This Guy holding a bunch of newspapers.
Whoops! Oh...
Silly me, I dropped a copy
of every article you've ever written.
And look at that, not a single one autographed.
Make it out to This Guy -- capital T, capital G.
Subtle.
Oh, thank you, I'm so --
Oh...
"You'res"?
An improper contraction?
Ms. Tetrazzini, you used the wrong "your."
Grammar's for eggheads.
Eggheads?!
I deal in facts.
My Editor takes care of the rest.
Was she suggesting that I'm an egghead...?
Ahem! As I was saying...
I, "What do we got here?"
Do a look around.
What do you think, Gweeseek?
Yea, me too.
Great minds, am I right?
And the stapler is...
Bump ba da bump bump bum...
And that's ah-how it's done.
Wait, this isn't adding up.
Can you explain how you found that?
Nope! Any questions?
I just asked you a question.
Your lost has been found!
Another satisfied customer.
That's not mine.
What?
Yes, it is.
I found it.
Because it's yours.
Do I, Nurteeza, strike you as the kind of person
who would use a stapler?
Yes. You do.
Very much so.
Sorry, darling, I only own ritzy things.
Like limousines. That's it.
That's what I lost.
You lost your limousine?
The world's longest limousine.
Go find that, please.
Stick to the plan!
Wait, what?
It does say limousine.
That limousine is the only thing that ever mattered to me.
But Nurteeza, where are we supposed to find a limo?
And if we do find your limo, me and Gweeseek
don't even have a driver's license, so --
You can't treat me like this!
I want to speak to your boss!
Sup.
He's your boss?
That's my name.
Wait, that's your name or your job?
Whatever.
Is this how you normally interact with customers?
I guess.
Pshh... Ffff...
Pbht... Pfff...
Ffff...
Shhh... Ffff...
Ehhh...
Boss, what are you doing?
I'm playing it cool, Tiggy, and it's woooorrrkinggg!
Look, if you want me to fire This Guy,
I totally will.
The cat, too.
Okay, let's see if I got your story straight.
Tiggy, a child, works here as a finder with a blue cat
Who's, quote, "The smart one."
And that guy at his desk -- This Guy.
Keeps your files in order.
Then there's your boss... Sup.
Who, honestly, is the least of my worries
because behind me is a customer named Nurteeza, or Nuritza --
I can't keep track -- who instead of a stapler has,
in fact, lost the world's longest limousine.
Yea, that's, uh...
That's pretty much, um...
Yea. That's it.
This place is a bigger disaster than I could have imagined.
And I've got it all on the record.
Could I just add one little last statement?
Lies! Lies! It's all lies!
Don't believe a word she says!
Aah! Let go!
[ Grunting ]
Never!
[ Gasping ]
Whoa...
Oh, no...
What have I done?
I just wanted to make sure you'd write a good article about us,
so I tried to trick you.
Is there any way we can start fresh?
Who knows, maybe I will find the world's longest limousine.
It -- it's gotta be out there somewhere.
What do you say? Enough.
I have my story.
[ Smooch! ]
I guess that's the end of the department...
Of Lost and Found.
Pshhh. Whatever.
[ Rooster crows ]
Nurteeza, is that you?
No, Boss, she's gone forever. It's the paper.
Oh...
What's it say? We going belly up or not?
Perhaps we should check the obituaries.
Tiggy: Local cat fixes tape recorder, reporter amazed.
We're not going out of business after all!
All: Yeah!
Gweeseek, I don't remember you taking that picture.
[ Meow! ]
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