Them's climbin' words!

Mr. Pops, safe and secure with the faulty knowledge that Tracy and Agent Ennen are now tiger chow, leads the police into the big top. Unfortunately for him, instead of a well-fed, drowsy tiger, they find two irate law enforcement professionals (which he should be very, very worried about considering the fact that one of those professionals tends to end his cases with a trip to the morgue to identify the evil doer he just put a bullet in). Seeing that his plan apparently fell through (and learning the very valuable lesson of not to trust a tiger unless said tiger is big and white and happens to be able to on occasion form its own armor), and that he's probably going to have to answer a lot of uncomfortable questions later at the police station, Mr. Pops takes off (or up, after deciding that ducking under the tent and escaping into the night just isn't good enough), and climbs to the top of the tiger cage, where he doesn't seem to be alone. I think I can see where this one's going, but I'll try to act surprised.