Chief, Rockapella and others in “Unfinished Business”

This is Contessa.

(singing) Contessa

An uppity upper-crust up to no gooder who uproots loot for Carmen Sandiego. Her last known whereabouts: Manaus, Brazil. The mysterious part of the Amazon rainforest, home to strange plants, unusual animals, and a turn of the century opera house. Built when Manaus was a rich center of the booming rubber trade, the Teatro Amazonas once attracted opera lovers from around the world. But when the boom times left Manaus, so did opera. The theater was almost silent from 1907 until 1990. That's when an ambitious renovation ended which restored Teatro Amazonas to its past glory. But today, the fat lady stopped singing again. The Contessa, that swanky silent of sneak, swept in, set her sights, and then swooped down. A smoky cloud provided a shroud while she tied up the Teatro. Now she's hidden it in a secret location where she listens to her very own opera, "The Contessa Cantata." Gumshoes, I'm declaring today's case...

(singing) Woo-woo-ooo-oo

...A DISASTER ARIA!

Contessa, go to a mountainous country on the Adriatic Sea. Until recently, brutal dictators kept it one of the most isolated nations on earth.

Carmen, darling I can get isolation in prison! Don't you have a more inspired chore?

You want inspiration? Then, learn about Besa. When people in this country give their word, their Besa, they do almost anything not to break it.

Oh, honesty is so boring. Surely there is something for me to do.

Well, the country does have some of the world's largest Chromite deposits. You can kill time checking out your reflection.

(at the end of the 1st round) And our ACME Voice Identification Badge and Leave A Message Wallet. (opens it up, revealing an image of the Contessa) It's our secret weapon in a fight against Carmen and her gang, right? (presses a button)

(on recorder) Right. Well, sorta.

Sorta-- Sorta?! Oh, I'm not paying you to say sorta! Greg!

(as he, the Chief, and the gumshoes prepare for departure to Honshu Island, Japan) Work. Okay, guys, time for us to go off--

Greg, would you please take that jacket to the cleaners?! That ketchup stain's been on there since last season.

She does have a point. You guys ready to go? We're goin' to Sado. Come on. Grab the hat. Out the door. Somebody grab me! I got the Chief! We're goin' to Sado.

(while traveling) Well, Chief, I did it. I rounded up a posse.

Next time, Greg, uh, let's try it with live horses.

Prison life is so uncivilized! 600 cells and not a room service menu in sight! Tell Carmen this is more than I can bear. She went to North America.