Sam Steele and the Junior Detective Agency Page #2

TO THE WEDDING.

ESPECIALLY YOU!

- YOU HEARD THE MAN.

LET'S GET TO WORK.

- HOW DOES HE KNOW THE EXAC WEIGHT OF A MING VASE?

- I DON'T UNDERSTAND

HOW HE LEAVES NO PRINTS

AND WEARS NO GLOVES.

- THE GUY'S GOOD.

- THAT'S WHERE MY BIKE WAS

WHEN I WENT TO THE HOUSE

FOR LUNCH.

- HMM.

YOU LEAVE YOUR BIKE OU TO GO HAVE A BOLOGNA SANDWICH,

NEXT THING YOU KNOW,

IT'S IN A KINDERGARTEN

CHOP SHOP.

- ARE YOU TALKING TO YOURSELF?

- IT'S CALLED

AN INNER MONOLOGUE.

ALL GOOD DETECTIVES HAVE ONE.

NOW, SHOW ME EXACTLY WHERE

YOU LOST YOUR BIKE.

- RIGHT HERE.

I WAS CLEANING I WHEN MY MOM CALLED ME IN.

- OKAY.

GOOD.

HMM.

IT'S GOOD TO KNOW

THAT YOU HAD A CLEAN BIKE.

OKAY, CODY.

SNIFF ME OUT A CLUE.

- WHAT'D YOU FIND?

- A CLUE, MELVIN.

- IT LOOKS LIKE A PIECE

OF GRAVEL.

- MELVIN, THAT'S WHY YOU'RE

PAYING ME 50 CENTS

TO TRY TO FIND YOUR BIKE.

I KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN

A CLUE AND A PIECE OF GRAVEL.

- CAN I GO?

- SORRY, KID,

THERE'S NO ROOM FOR AMATEURS

ON THIS KIND OF A JOB.

YOU CAN WATCH CODY, THOUGH.

- AND THIS, THE FOURTH ROBBERY

IN THE PAST THREE MONTHS,

HAS VICTIMIZED THE SECOND MUSEUM

AFTER TWO ESTATE ROBBERIES

IN THE GREATER DES MOINES AREA.

WE HAVE NO WORD YE ON WHAT WAS STOLEN,

BUT GIVEN THE TRACK RECORD

OF THE CAT,

IT IS LIKELY THE MUSEUM'S FAMED

VASE FROM THE MING DYNASTY

WAS THE TARGET.

AND WITH US RIGHT NOW ARE THE

TWO LEAD DETECTIVES ON THE CASE.

DETECTIVE STEELE,

CAN YOU SHED ANY LIGH ON THIS LATEST ROBBERY?

- THE CHIEF WILL BE GIVING

A PRESS CONFERENCE LATER TODAY.

RIGHT NOW WE HAVE NOTHING

TO REPORT.

- IS IT TRUE, DETECTIVE STEELE,

THAT THE MAYOR IS CONSIDERING

FORMING A TASK FORCE

TO PURSUE THE CAT AND THA THE FBI IS NOW INVOLVED?

- NO COMMENT.

- HOW YOU DOING?

MAYBE WE COULD DISCUSS THE CASE

OVER DINNER OR SOMETHING LIKE...

NO COMMENT.

- SO THERE YOU HAVE IT.

THE CITY'S FINES ARE ON THE CASE.

BELINDA MARTIN REPORTING

FROM THE VANGUARD MUSEUM

IN DES MOINES.

- WHAT THE KID DIDN'T KNOW

WAS THAT THIS KIND OF GRAVEL

ONLY CAME FROM ONE PLACE

IN DES MOINES:

AND THAT'S WHERE I'D FIND

THE BIKE.

IT PAYS TO HAVE THE MOS EXTENSIVE GRAVEL COLLECTION

IN THE STATE OF IOWA.

THE HOUSE:

BELONGS TO THE AMES FAMILY.

NICE FOLKS.

BUT THEIR OLDEST, KEVIN,

BELIEVES THA "THOU SHALL NOT STEAL"

IS MORE OF A SUGGESTION

RATHER THAN A COMMANDMENT.

- HEY!

THAT'S MY BIKE!

- HE'S GETTING AWAY.

HURRY.

[grandiose orchestral music]

- JOEY AMES,

KEVIN'S YOUNGER BROTHER,

HE MUST NOT KNOW THAT THIS THING

IS HOTTER:

THAN PIZZA ROLL FILLING

RIGHT OUT OF THE MICROWAVE.

I NEVER KNEW BEING A PRIVATE EYE

REQUIRED SO MUCH EXERCISE.

NO, NO.

- HEY, LOOK, SAM.

MY MOM PUT MY BIKE AWAY

WITHOUT TELLING ME.

WHOSE BIKE IS THAT?

- MINE!

- THIS IS FOR TAKING

MY BROTHER'S BIKE

AND FOR GETTING ME GROUNDED

OVER SPRING BREAK.

- HEY, CAN I HAVE

MY 50 CENTS BACK?

- AND THEN YOU ASKED

THE REPORTER OUT TO DINNER?

- WELL, SIR, I DIDN'T KNOW

THE CAMERA WAS STILL ON.

- THE CLOCK IS TICKING,

GENTLEMEN.

THE CURATOR AT THE BARTLEBY

REFUSES TO CANCEL THEIR EXHIBIT,

AND THAT'S ONLY

ONE OF THE POTENTIAL TARGETS

THE CAT MIGHT HIT NEXT.

- CHIEF, I KNOW YOU'RE

FRUSTRATED--WE ALL ARE--

BUT WE'RE MAKING HEADWAY.

WE HAVE A LEAD ON WHERE THE CA MIGHT BE FENCING HIS GOODS.

- I KNOW, DETECTIVES,

BUT LEADS AREN'T ENOUGH.

WE NEED AN ARREST!

WE NEED IT NOW.

- CHIEF, THE MAYOR

NEEDS TO SEE YOU RIGHT AWAY.

- TELL HIM

I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

I'LL TRY TO GET YOU

AS MUCH TIME AS POSSIBLE.

BUT YOU TWO GO OUT THERE

AND FIND THE CAT,

OR WE'LL ALL END UP

DIRECTING TRAFFIC!

- HEY, NICE JOB, FOGLE.

MAYBE WE'LL CATCH THE CA WHILE YOU'RE HAVING DINNER.

- I DON'T KNOW HOW THIS DAY

CAN GET ANY WORSE.

- IF YOU'RE SMART,

YOU'LL RUN AWAY RIGHT NOW.

DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU.

- I JUST GOT A CALL

FROM MRS. AMES.

SHE SAID YOU TRIED TO STEAL

HER SON'S BIKE.

- MOM, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.

I WAS ON A CASE.

- NOT ANOTHER WORD, YOUNG MAN.

YOU MARCH INTO THAT HOUSE

RIGHT NOW,

TAKE OFF THOSE STINKY CLOTHES,

AND TAKE A BATH.

OH, YOUR FATHER IS NOT GOING

TO BE PLEASED.

- TOUGH DAY, HUH, SAMMY?

- SOME GREEN TEA?

- THANK YOU.

- IT'LL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.

I WASHED YOUR TRENCH COA AND YOUR FEDORA,

AND THEY SHOULD BE JUST FINE,

BUT WE'RE GOING TO KEEP THEM

TILL NEXT HALLOWEEN.

- YOUR MOTHER ONLY WANTS

WHAT'S BEST FOR US.

YOU KNOW THAT.

- I KNOW, DAD.

- IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU HAD

AN EVENTFUL DAY.

- YES, SIR.

- HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN RUNNING

THIS DETECTIVE AGENCY OF YOURS?

- SINCE SPRING BREAK, SIR.

I'VE SOLVED HALF A DOZEN CASES

AND MADE ABOUT $2.

- WELL, THAT'S GOOD WORK, SON.

BUT...

WE CAN'T HAVE YOU

RUNNING AROUND DOWNTOWN

OR STEALING BICYCLES.

- TWO ISOLATED INCIDENTS, SIR.

I ASSURE YOU.

- HERE'S WHAT WE'VE DECIDED.

YOU'RE GROUNDED FOR A WEEK,

AND NO MORE PRIVATE DETECTIVE

BUSINESS THIS SUMMER.

- BUT, DAD--

- SAMMY.

I HAVE ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOU AT WORK.

I DON'T NEED TO BE WORRYING

ABOUT YOU TOO.

- THE CAT, RIGHT, DAD?

HE IS A SLIPPERY ONE.

- YES, HE IS.

- YOU'LL CATCH HIM, DAD.

YOU ALWAYS CATCH THE BAD GUYS.

I ACCEPT YOUR PUNISHMEN BUT REQUEST THAT WE REVISIT THE

JUNIOR DETECTIVE AGENCY ISSUE

AT A LATER DATE.

- A MUCH LATER DATE.

NOW GO TO BED.

- HOW'S YOUR TEA?

- LIKE HOT WATER

THROUGH GRASS CLIPPINGS.

- OH, HUSH.

YOU KNOW IT'S GOOD FOR YOU.

HOW'D HE TAKE HIS PUNISHMENT?

- LIKE HE ALWAYS DOES:

STIFF UPPER LIP:

AND A SHOT AT NEGOTIATION.

HE REMINDS ME OF DAD.

BORN POLITICIAN.

- I'M WORRIED ABOUT MY BOYS.

- WE'RE BOTH JUST PUSHING OU A DOOR THAT SAYS PULL.

WE'LL FIGURE IT OUT SOMEDAY.

- I THINK YOU JUST NEED

A LITTLE MORE OF THIS.

- I KNEW MY DAD.

AFTER I SERVED MY TIME,

WE'D TALK AGAIN.

THE JUNIOR DETECTIVE AGENCY

WASN'T DEAD YET.

LENORE?

[static crackles]

HEY, LENORE.

YOU THERE?

[static crackles]

[dubious accordion music]

- [sighs]

TWO MORE FOR THE CAT,

AND THEN...

I AM OFF TO KANSAS.

- SO I GUESS YOU ALREADY HEARD.

- HEARD WHAT?

- MY DAD GOT TRANSFERRED

TO ST. LOUIS.

WE'LL BE MOVING NEXT WEEK.

I FIGURED THAT'S WHY

YOU'RE CLOSING THE AGENCY.

- NAH, MOM AND DAD

ARE PUNISHING ME.

THEY'RE MAKING ME SHUT IT DOWN.

SO YOU'RE MOVING, HUH?

THAT'S A BUMMER.

- NOT REALLY.

MY DAD GO A REALLY BIG PROMOTION,

AND WE'LL BE MOVING INTO

A REALLY COOL HOUSE,

AND CODY WILL HAVE

A BIG BACKYARD TO PLAY IN.

- SOUNDS GREAT.

- SO I GUESS

SINCE YOU'RE GROUNDED,

YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO MAKE I TO MY GOING-AWAY PARTY.

- WELL, I MIGHT BE ABLE TO GE SOME TIME OFF FOR GOOD BEHAVIOR.

WHEN IS IT?

- FRIDAY, 1:
00.

- I'LL TRY AND BE THERE.

- I HOPE YOU GET TO REOPEN

THE AGENCY:

EVEN IF I'M NOT HERE.

- POOR LITTLE GUY.

- THE MAYOR?

- ALL OVER ME

LIKE SYRUP ON A PANCAKE.

IT WAS THE ONLY PLACE

I GOT TO HIDE.

- WE'RE HEAR TO SEE DR. LOWELL.

- THE SCENE OF THE CRIME.

I THINK HE'S GOT SOMETHING

FOR YOU.

CAN'T HANG OUT ANY LONGER.

TIME TO TELL THE MAYOR

WE HAVEN'T GOT ANY IDEAS!

- GOOD TO SEE YOU, CHIEF.

- ANYTHING NEW, DOCTOR?

- NO PRINTS, NO DNA,

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