Thoroughbreds Always Come Through pt. 2

In another part of the city, interesting instructions are being given over the telephone. Oh, looks, Pinelli. You'll clever with the paintbrush. They've done a swell job on that whole sagebrush. It kept them looking like a real white star.

Yeah, they were bred to have the same confirmation. He may not be able to run like him, but he sure looks like him. But, yeah, I know. I know it was difficult. But you're getting paid plenty.

Here's what I want you to do. We're shipping Fight Star to a little track in the south. And I want you to disguise him. So that no one will know. Danny, where is the blue beetle flying tonight?

Out to the racetrack. There's no horse racing at night. No, but there's a horse moving. The blue beetle is going to find out why. Well, be careful, Danny. I inspected your blue chain armor and mask.

It seems in perfect condition. Thanks, Doc. Taking anything along, besides your magic way and blue beetle spotlight? Just a little paint remover. Paint remover? Yes. I've got a hunch of little paint remover. May come in handy to remove it as skies.

I hope you're successful. So do I. Well, it's a long, Doc. The blue beetle is off to the racetrack. Full of horse man in here and park. Okay. I'll soft-put it into the stables I'll see if Manelli's finished with white star.

If he has, I'll give you the old hoot-out. Yeah. And what then? I'll come running with white star. We'll lead him up into the truck. Okay. Now keep your motor running. As soon as we get him loaded, we'll hide bill it out of you.