(Calhoun walks into an ally. Where a big shadow of herself is up against the wall. Calhoun then sneezes.)
Shadow: Gesunteidt.
Calhoun: Thank you.
(Just then, Aladdin shows up behind Calhoun, holding a gun.)
Aladdin: Calhoun.
(Calhoun turns around, unaware of a dark figure creeping up behind her with a gun.)
Calhoun: I always knew I'd get it in Toontown.
Aladdin: Behind you!
(Aladdin shoots a bullet from his gun. Calhoun ducks and the shadowy figure falls to the ground, dropping the gun.)
Calhoun: Drop it, pal!
Aladdin: I just saved your life and you still don't trust me?
Calhoun: I don't trust anyone or anything!
Aladdin: Not even your own eyes? (He points to the gun that fell on the ground.) That's the gun that killed Pristine Figg and DuBois pulled the trigger.
Calhoun: DuBois?!
Aladdin: I followed her to the studio, but I was too late to stop her!
(They then hear DuBois' voice and see her running down the alleyway.)
DuBois: That's right! You'll never stop me! You're dead! You're both dead!
Calhoun: DUBOIS!
(Calhoun shot some fairies at her, but she gets away.)
Iridessa: Which way she'd go?
Tinker Bell: Well, I don't know! But she went that-a way!
Iridessa: Let's go! (She, Tink and Fawn zoom off in the wrong direction.)
Calhoun: Dum Dums.
Aladdin: Come on!
Calhoun: Yeah.
(Calhoun and Aladdin rush to his car only to find it in a wreck and the trunk open.)
Aladdin: Oh no. Where's Pinkie?
Calhoun: Pinkie? She chickened out on me back at the studio.
Aladdin: No she didn't. I hit her on the head with a frying pan and put her in the trunk so she wouldn't get hurt.
Calhoun: Makes perfect sense.
Aladdin: We're obviously not going anywhere in my car. Let's take yours.
(They suddenly hear a tire screeching sound and turn around to see a lot of wreckage.)
Calhoun: I got a feeling somebody already did.
Aladdin: From the looks of it, I'd say it was Pinkie. My pretty pony was never very good behind the wheel.
Calhoun: A better lover than a driver, huh?
Aladdin: You better believe it, sister. (He suddenly hears police sirens.) Uh oh. It's the predators! This way! We'll take Gingerbread Lane!
Calhoun: No no! Gingerbread Lane is this way!
(Calhoun sticks out her thumb and Sally shows up out of nowhere.)
Sally: So, Calhoun, you called a cab or what? Hubba, hubba, hubba! Allow me, Mister Monsieur. (Sally drives off with Calhoun and Aladdin.)
Calhoun: So how long have you known it was DuBois?
Aladdin: Before poor Valerie Frizzle was killed, she confided in me that DuBois wanted to get her hands on Toontown and that she wouldn't stop at anything.
Calhoun: So she gave you the will for safe keeping?
Aladdin: That's what she told me. Except when I opened it, there was only a blank piece of paper inside.
Calhoun: (chuckles) A jokestress to the end.
Sally: So where to already? My meter's running!
Aladdin: I have to find my darling wife! I'm so worried about her!
Calhoun: Seriously, what do you see in that girl?
Aladdin: She makes me laugh.
(Just as Calhoun, Aladdin and Sally exit from the tunnel a black boot kicks over a drum of Dip. It is Captain DuBois.)
Sally: Whoah! I've been dipped!
(Sally spins out of control and crashes into a lamppost, knocking Calhoun and Aladdin right onto the ground.)
DuBois: What an unfortunate accident. Nothing more treacherous than a slippery road especially when driving in a maniacal Toon vehicle.
(Zira and the other Predators soon show up in the police truck.)
Zira: Good work, boss.
DuBois: Don't just stand there, help them. Put them in my car. I think they'll enjoy the ribbon cutting at the Frizzle Factory.