The Great Tigger Detective part 9 - 'There's Always a Chance, Doctor' /The Reunion

Back Inside the toy shop, Dawson has managed to free himself and is searching for Basil.
Dawson: Basil! Basil!
He hears the sound of a doll repeatedly saying 'Mama', and he pushes aside a small boat and drum to find Basil tangled to the doll's pull string, furiously trying to untie himself.
Dawson: Basil! Olivia... she's...
Basil: Yes! She's gone, Dawson! Confound it! I told you to watch over the girl!
He manages to untie the string and falls to the ground, regaining his wind quickly, as well as his bad temper.
Basil: Now she's been spirited away by that maniacal little monster. Soon to be in the clutches of the most depraved mind in all of London! I should have known better than to...
Basil stops mid-rant and sees Dawson simply standing there, his back turned, and his head hung sadly.
Basil: Than to...Um, eh Dawson? Dawson?
Basil looks concerned at the damage he has done.
He comes to Dawson, smiling.
Basil: I say, Dawson, old chap?
Dawson sniffles and wipes his face with his handkerchief.
Dawson: Oh, ah, poor girl. I should have watched her more closely.
Basil saddens. Then he tries to smile to cheer him up.
Basil: (Apologetically) Don't worry, old fellow. It's not... entirely hopeless.
Dawson says nothing and Basil's smile fades.
Dawson looks towards Basil when the detective placed his hand on his shoulder.
Basil: We'll get her back.
Dawson: Do-do you think there's a chance?
Basil: There's always a chance, Doctor.
Basil strikes his match on the nose of a doll to light his pipe.↲Basil: As long as one can think.
Basil begins to pace around the room, smoking his pipe, and Dawson sighs, putting his hands in his pockets. A puzzled expression crosses his face as he pulls out the list, reading from it.
Dawson: "Get the following: tools, gears..."
Basil: What?
Dawson: "Girl..."
Basil sees the list.↲ Basil: "Get the follo...?" 
Dawson: "Uni..."
Basil snatched the list from Dawson to look at it, and overjoyed at the key piece of evidence.
Basil: Dawson, you've done it! This list is precisely what we need.
Dawson: What?
Basil puts on his deerstalker cap as he rushes to the window.↲Basil: Quickly, back to Baker Street! 
The movie cuts back to Ratigan's lair, where Hiram was working on the robot. He tenses as Ratigan enters the workroom.
Ratigan: Ah, Mr. Flaversham.
Hiram eyes Ratigan warily as he holds his cape dramatically.
Ratigan: Allow me to present...your charming daughter!
Ratigan moves his cape to reveal Olivia in Fidget's grasp.
Hiram: Olivia!
Olivia: Father!
Fidget keeps a tight hold on Olivia as she rushes towards Flaversham. Olivia stomps on his foot and runs to her father as Fidget hops up and down in pain.
Fidget: Owww! My foot, my only foot!
Olivia hugs her lost father and cries.
Olivia: Oh Father! (cries) I thought I'd never find you!
Hiram: Oh, there, there, there, there, my bairn. I'm all right. Oh, I was so worried about my little girl.
Ratigan: Oh, how sweet.
He wipes his eyes with his handkerchief.↲Ratigan: (cries) Oh, I just love tearful reunions.
The rat then grabs the young girl back.
Ratigan: Now, come along, my dear.
Olivia: Oh please! Please!
She reaches out towards Hiram as Fidget takes her away.↲Olivia: Father!
Hiram: Olivia!
Hiram is being restrained by Ratigan and tries to plead with the nefarious mouse.↲Hiram: Oh please, professor!
Ratigan: Now, now, Fidget will take good care of her. (Threateningly) That is, as long as we have no further delays!
Flaversham fearfully returns to work on the robot.
Hiram: Yes, yes, I-I'll finish it. Oh, just don't hurt my daughter.
Rattigan stands at the doorway, about to close the door.
Ratigan: Remember, it must be ready...tonight!
He slams the door.
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