The Dick Tracy Show

The Dick Tracy Show!

Okay, Chief.

I'll get on it right away.

Dick Tracy calling Hemlock Holmes, calling Hemlock Holmes.

Yes, Sir.

Go ahead, Tracy.

Two thieves are ruining the city's restaurant business by stealing all their onions.

Onions?

That's right, onions.

I have a hunch they're making tear gas from onions.

The latest report is from Hamburger Size.

Get over there and see if you can pick up the scent.

Pick up the scent.

Ho, ho.

Roger, Tracy.

Right away, out.

Hemlock Holmes calling the Retouchables.

Hemlock Holmes calling the Retouchables.

Calling the Retouchables.

Come in, come in.

The Retouchables?

That's us.

Get over to Hamburger Size right away.

Somebody's stealing onions.

I'll meet you there.

Hamburger Size?

Come on, Cy.

Speak up.

Jump.

Who took your onions?

What do they look like?

I'm talking.

Never mind, Boys.

I found a clue.

A clue?

Unless I'm terribly mistaken, this hanky belongs to Stooge Villa's friend, Mumbles.

And it smells like onions.

Sure does.

Yes, Sir, Mumbles.

Soon we'll have enough onion tear gas to take over the city.

Huh?

What's that?

Uh oh.

There's a cop.

You're right, Mumbles.

It's the cops.

Hemlock Holmes to the Retouchables.

Where are you?

Glory Pink, where are you?

Hello, Hemlock.

We're fine.

How are you?

I'm fine.

No, never mind.

I'll find you.

Now, where are those, yikes, Retouchables?

Well, hiya, Hemlock.

Hey, how you doing?

How's it going?

You uh...

Onions.