Sam Steele and the Junior Detective Agency Page #5

SOME OF THE COOLER PARTS

OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD.

BUT IF YOU DON'T, THAT'S FINE.

- HURRY UP.

AND BRING SOME SANDWICH BAGS.

- HEY, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.

WHAT'S THE RUSH?

- EMMA MARSH GOT A NEW DOG.

I'M HELPING HER WALK I AND SHOWING HER

AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD.

- WELL, AREN'T YOU

JUST THE NICE NEIGHBOR?

WAIT ONE MINUTE.

LET ME SEE.

WELL, THANK YOU FOR ALMOS CLEANING YOUR FACE.

HAVE A GOOD TIME.

- YEP.

- WHAT IS THIS?

- THIS IS THE WORLDWIDE

HEADQUARTERS:

OF THE JUNIOR DETECTIVE AGENCY.

- WHAT'S A JUNIOR DETECTIVE

AGENCY?

- COME ON.

LET'S SEE WHAT'S INSIDE.

[mischievous instrumental music]

- VERY...NICE?

I'VE GOT TO GO HOME NOW.

- WAIT.

I NEED A PARTNER IN THE AGENCY.

I CAN'T DO IT ALONE.

- YOU DON'T NEED ANY HELP

SITTING OUT HERE

READING COMIC BOOKS.

- HEY, THE JUNIOR DETECTIVE

AGENCY DOES GOOD WORK.

WE HELP KIDS WHO ARE VICTIMS

OF BULLIES AND THIEVES.

- YEAH, I BET IT'S A REAL

CRIME WAVE AROUND HERE.

- NOT ANYMORE.

LISTEN, IT'S JUST YOU AND ME

AND DOUG:

A FEW HOURS A DAY

SOLVING CRIMES.

- WELL,

WHERE'S YOUR POWER SOURCE?

AND DOES THIS CRATE HAVE WI-FI?

- UM, NO.

- WELL, IF WE'RE GOING TO DO

THIS, WE'VE GOT TO DO IT RIGHT.

I'VE GOT A LAPTOP

WITH A SIX-HOUR BATTERY

AND AN AIRCARD.

- REALLY?

- YEAH.

JUST BECAUSE YOU FANCY YOURSELF

A DETECTIVE FROM THE 1940s,

THAT DOESN'T MEAN WE CAN'T HAVE

SOME 21ST-CENTURY TOYS.

I WANT THE BIGGER DESK,

AND DOUG IS GOING TO NEED

A PLACE TO LAY DOWN.

- THE BIGGER DESK IS MINE.

- SURE, IF YOU WANT TO SI OUT HERE ALL ALONE.

- [sighs]

ANYTHING ELSE?

- YEAH, DO WE GET PAID

FOR SOLVING THESE, UM, CRIMES,

OR ARE WE DOING VOLUNTEER WORK?

- MY RATE IS 25 CENTS A DAY

PLUS EXPENSES.

- OUR RATE IS 50 CENTS A DAY.

YOU GET 40%.

I GET 40%.

AND DOUG GETS 20%.

- WAIT A SECOND.

THAT MEANS YOU GET 60%.

- WHAT DOUG DOES WITH HIS MONEY

IS NONE OF YOUR CONCERN.

- I SUPPOSE YOU WAN A TRENCH COAT AND FEDORA TOO.

YOU'LL HAVE TO GET YOUR OWN.

- OF COURSE.

I'LL NEED A KEY FOR THE PADLOCK.

MAKE ONE FOR ME, PLEASE?

COME ON, DOUG.

TOMORROW MORNING, 8:00 A.M.

- THAT'S A LITTLE EARLY,

DON'T YOU THINK?

- JUSTICE DOES NO HIT THE SNOOZE BUTTON, SAM.

- MARTINSON HERE.

- THIS IS STEELE.

- WE'VE CANVASSED THE ROOFTOP

AND THE PERIMETER.

ALL SECURE.

- 10-4.

WE'LL DO IT AGAIN IN ONE HOUR.

I AM BEGINNING TO THINK THE CA HAS LEFT DES MOINES.

- THAT WOULD BE SWEET.

[mysterious orchestral music]

[tense instrumental music]

crack!

- WHAT THE?

[dubious accordion music]

- [grunting]

- THIS IS DETECTIVE STEELE.

ALL POINTS, THE BARTLEBY MUSEUM

HAS BEEN HIT!

- THANK YOU ALL FOR COMING

ON SUCH SHORT NOTICE.

AS YOU KNOW, THE CA STRUCK AGAIN LAST NIGHT,

THIS TIME TARGETING

THE DA VINCI EXHIBI AND THE BARTLEBY ART MUSEUM.

NOW, WHILE I REFUSE

TO PLACE DIRECT BLAME

ON ANY DETECTIVES

CHARGED WITH SOLVING THIS CASE,

IT BECOMES EVIDENT THAT WE MUS GO IN A NEW DIRECTION.

TO THAT END, THE MAYOR AND I

ARE ANNOUNCING A TASK FORCE

WHICH'LL BE LED BY THE NEWLY

HIRED CHIEF OF DETECTIVES,

JOEL MANGAL,

WHO WILL BE IN CHARGE OF

BRINGING THIS THIEF TO JUSTICE.

ALSO, THE FBI HAS AGREED

TO COME ON BOARD

TO HELP US SOLVE THIS CASE.

NOW, UH, I'LL TURN THE PODIUM

OVER TO DETECTIVE MANGAL.

- SO MY DAD WAS SEN TO THE BENCH.

HE'D BE HOME TONIGHT,

BUT HIS HEAD AND HIS HEAR WOULD BE SOMEWHERE ELSE.

- WELL, THAT WAS PLEASANT.

SO WHAT HAPPENED?

- HE MUST HAVE HAD ACCESS

THROUGH THE JANITORIAL AREA,

MAYBE AS A SANITATION WORKER.

- WELL, HE KNEW WHERE THE

MUSEUM'S BACKUP GENERATOR WAS.

THAT'S NOT IN THE BROCHURE.

- A CLEANUP GUY

WOULD HAVE TOTAL ACCESS.

- TELL IT TO THE NEW TASK FORCE.

THEY'RE ON THE JOB NOW,

AND WE'RE NOT NEEDED.

- FOGLE AND I COULD GO TALK

TO THE SANITATION COMPANY

THAT SERVICES THE MUSEUM.

- THAT'S A GOOD IDEA.

THAT NEW TASK FORCE WON'T WAN TO GET THEIR CUFFS DIRTY.

- YEAH, AND THE FBI

WON'T EITHER.

- WELL, GENTLEMEN?

THEY'RE NOT COMING HERE.

[incredulous accordion music]

- [sighs]

LET ME SEE HERE...

AH, OUI.

ONLY ONE MORE TO GO AND

IT'S THE EASIEST OF THEM ALL.

- AND THIS JUST IN:

CHIEF VAN OWEN HAS ANNOUNCED

THAT A SPECIAL TASK FORCE

HAS BEEN CREATED

TO CAPTURE THE CAT, WHO,

LAST NIGHT,

BROKE INTO THE BARTLEBY MUSEUM.

- A SPECIAL TASK FORCE, HUH?

MAYBE MY LAST ROBBERY

IN THIS QUAINT LITTLE TOWN

SHOULD BE VERY SOON.

HUH.

[brooding instrumental music]

- YOU'RE LATE.

ruff!

NOT A GOOD WAY:

TO START OUR NEW BUSINESS.

- I SEE YOU FOUND

YOUR DETECTIVE WARDROBE.

- I HAVEN'T LIVED HERE

VERY LONG,

BUT IT SEEMS LIKE THE CA IS THE BIGGEST STORY IN TOWN.

- YEAH, I WAS AT THE POLICE

HEADQUARTERS THIS MORNING.

THEY ASSIGNED A NEW TASK FORCE

TO TRY TO CATCH HIM.

- I KNOW, AND IT SEEMS YOUR DAD

ISN'T ON THE CASE ANYMORE.

- HE'S ON THE CASE.

HE'S JUST NO PART OF THE TASK FORCE.

- I'VE BEEN RESEARCHING

THIS CAT PERSON--

A ONE-MAN DES MOINES

CRIME WAVE--

AND THE POLICE ARE NO CLOSER

TO CATCHING HIM:

THAN THEY WERE ON DAY ONE.

- LOOK, IF YOU'RE TRYING

TO MAKE ME MAD...

- I'M NOT TRYING

TO MAKE YOU MAD, SAM.

I WAS JUST THINKING

THAT CATCHING THE CA MIGHT BE GOOD FOR OUR BUSINESS.

- AND HOW ARE WE

GOING TO DO THAT?

- WE OUTTHINK HIM.

THAT'S HOW.

MOM WANTS ME HOME

TO DO SOME CHORES.

CALL ME WHEN YOU WANT ME

BACK HERE.

- I HAD TO ADMIT IT:

THE KID HAD MOXIE.

ONE DAY ON THE JOB AND

SHE WANTED TO TAKE ON THE CAT.

- SAM, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU

ALL MORNING.

- JUST GETTING SOME EXERCISE

ON MY BIKE.

WHAT'S FOR LUNCH?

- SANDWICHES, BUT YOU'RE GOING

TO HAVE TO SERVE YOURSELF.

I'M ON MY WAY DOWNTOWN

TO SEE YOUR FATHER FOR LUNCH.

NO COMPANY WHILE I'M GONE.

AND IF YOU LEAVE, LOCK THE DOOR,

OKAY?

I'LL BE BACK IN AN HOUR.

[bell ringing]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[siren blaring]

[bangs on door]

- YOU ALL RIGHT, MA'AM?

- OH, I'M SO SORRY.

I WAS COOKING A ROAS AND GOT PREOCCUPIED

IN THE BACKYARD.

WELL, NEXT THING YOU KNOW,

THE ROAST IS BURNING.

THERE'S SMOKE

ALL OVER THE KITCHEN.

- SO THERE'S NO FIRE

THAT YOU CAN SEE?

- OH, HEAVEN FORBID, NO.

JUST A BURNT ROAST.

I'M TRYING TO LEARN

HOW TO COOK:

BUT FAILING, I'M AFRAID.

- WELL, WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO

CHECK IT OU JUST THE SAME, MA'AM.

- OH, OF COURSE.

PLEASE, COME ON IN.

- AGENT 170 TO RADIO.

IT'S GOING TO BE A FALSE ALARM.

FOOD ON THE STOVE.

AGENT 170 HAS CONTROL.

CANCEL ALL THE RESPONDING UNITS.

- I GUESS I SHOULD BE HAPPY

OUR ALARM SYSTEM

IS SO SENSITIVE,

BUT I DO HATE TO BE THE BOY

WHO CRIED WOLF.

- I GOT IT DOWN HERE, MARSH!

CHECK, UH, THE UPSTAIRS.

[suspicious orchestral music]

YOU GUYS EAT OUT A LOT?

- OCCASIONALLY.

- HI, SWEETHEART.

SORRY I'M LATE.

- IT'S OKAY.

- SO WHAT HAVE THEY

GOT YOU DOING NOW?

- FOGLE AND I HAVE BEEN

INTERVIEWING SANITATION WORKERS.

WE'RE RELEGATED TO DESK DUTY.

IT STINKS.

- OH, SAM, IT'S JUST ONE CASE.

YOU'LL BE BACK ON TOP

BEFORE YOU KNOW IT.

- NO, NO, NO.

I FELT LIKE WE HAD THIS GUY

FIGURED OUT,

AND HE STILL GOT PAST US.

I HAVE AN IDEA ABOU WHAT HE'S GOING TO DO NEXT,

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