Sam Steele and the Junior Detective Agency Page #6

BUT NOBODY WILL LISTEN TO ME.

[ominous orchestral music]

- HERE'S YOUR WATER, SIR.

ARE YOU READY TO ORDER?

- AH, PAS MAINTENANT.

- ALL RIGHT, WELL,

WHENEVER YOU'RE READY.

[crickets chirping]

- HONEY, DON'T FEED DOUG

FROM THE TABLE.

- I'M NOT, MOM.

HE MUST HAVE PICKED UP SOME

BAD HABITS AT THE FIRE STATION.

- SO WE HAD A FALSE

AT THAT HUGE ART DECO MANSION.

IT WAS AN AMAZING PLACE.

- I LOVE DRIVING THROUGH

THAT NEIGHBORHOOD.

DID YOU GET A GOOD LOOK INSIDE?

- ACTUALLY, I DID, AND IT WAS

EVEN NICER ON THE INSIDE

THAN ON THE OUTSIDE.

I THINK THEY EVEN HAD

A REAL MICHELANGELO.

- A REAL MICHELANGELO?

- ART EXPERT, COULD HAVE BEEN

FAKE, I GUESS,

BUT IT LOOKED REAL TO ME.

- WELL, IF IT IS REAL,

THEY BETTER HAVE GOOD SECURITY

WITH THAT THIEF:

STILL ON THE LOOSE.

- I'M SURE THEY DO, HONEY.

THE FIRE ALARM SYSTEM

WAS STATE OF THE ART.

- CAN I BE EXCUSED?

- ALL RIGHT, JUST HURRY BACK

BEFORE YOUR DINNER GETS COLD.

OKAY, HONEY?

- MAYBE SHE'S NOT FEELING WELL.

- SAM, YOU THERE?

SAM?

ARE YOU THERE?

- YEAH, WHAT'S UP?

- WE MAY HAVE A LEAD.

MEET ME AT THE OFFICE

AT 8:
00 A.M. TOMORROW.

- UGH, 8:
00 A.M.?

- THAT BOY IS LAZY.

- [whimpers]

- YES, YOU ARE VERY BEAUTIFUL.

AND LIKE ALL BEAUTIFUL THINGS,

YOU HAVE A WEAKNESS.

I MUST FIND IT.

- JUST MY LUCK TO HAVE A PARTNER

WHO WAS RAISED ON A DAIRY FARM.

[yawns]

- I HOPE YOU'RE NOT TOO TIRED.

WE'VE GOT A LATE NIGH AHEAD OF US.

- WHAT'S THE STORY,

MORNING GLORY?

- MY DAD SAID HE SAW

A MICHELANGELO AT A MANSION

IN WEST DES MOINES YESTERDAY.

IF IT'S REAL, THEN WE MAY HAVE

THE CAT'S NEXT TARGET.

- BUT WHO WOULD HAVE

A MICHELANGELO:

IN A PRIVATE RESIDENCE

IN DES MOINES?

- DANIEL HARGROVE WOULD.

HE'S THE CEO FOR A MULTINATIONAL

COMPANY BASED HERE IN IOWA.

AND HE'S AN ART COLLECTOR,

ACCORDING TO HIS COMPANY BIO.

- YEAH, I KNOW

THE HARGROVE PLACE.

I WENT THERE FOR A PARTY

LAST YEAR.

IT WAS FOR THEIR GRANDSON.

- GOOD.

SO YOU KNOW THE LAY OF THE LAND.

- YEAH, BUT I NEVER SAW

A MICHELANGELO,

AND IF HE HAS ONE,

WHY DOESN'T HE TELL ANYBODY?

- PRIVACY?

SECURITY?

YOU NAME IT.

AND IT'S PROBABLY IN THE ROOM

WHERE THEY DON'T ALLOW

FUDGESICLES.

- WELL, IF THERE'S

A MICHELANGELO:

THAT MIGHT BE STOLEN,

WE NEED TO TELL MY DAD.

- NOT YET.

- WHY NOT?

- IF WE TELL THE AUTHORITIES

AND THE MICHELANGELO IS A COPY,

WE LOOK LIKE IDIOTS.

AND SO DOES YOUR DAD.

- YEAH, WE NEED TO DO SOME

LEGWORK OF OUR OWN.

- RIGHT.

STARTING TONIGHT.

MEET ME IN YOUR BACKYARD

AT 10:
00 P.M.

- BUT MY CURFEW'S 9:30.

- SO WEAR YOUR FOOTIE PAJAMAS

UNDER YOUR TRENCH COAT.

JUST BE THERE.

- WELL, I GUESS

THE JUNIOR DETECTIVE AGENCY

REALLY IS BACK IN BUSINESS.

- YOU LOOK LIKE A DETECTIVE.

NOW LET'S START ACTING LIKE ONE.

- SHE WASN'T AROUND WHEN

I SOLVED THE CASE

OF THE MISSING LUNCHBOXES,

SO I GAVE HER A PASS.

SHE WAS GOING TO SEE ME

IN ACTION SOON ENOUGH.

THEN, RESPECT.

- QUIT TALKING TO YOURSELF

AND MAKE SURE THE WALKIE-TALKIE

BATTERIES ARE FRESH.

- [sighs]

- I CAN'T REMEMBER A TIME

WHEN YOU'VE BEEN TO BED

THIS EARLY, SWEETHEART.

ARE YOU SURE:

YOU'RE FEELING OKAY?

- I'M FINE, MOM.

I'M JUST...TIRED.

IT'S GOOD TO HAVE YOU HOME, DAD.

- IT'S GOOD TO BE HOME, SON.

- SLEEP TIGHT.

- OKAY.

[mischievous instrumental music]

- ARE YOU GOING TO HANG THERE

ALL NIGHT?

- AH, YEAH.

OKAY.

OKAY.

LET'S GET THE CAT.

- HE'S, UM, THAT WAY.

- OKAY, RIGHT.

THE GATE'S LOCKED.

NO WAY IN.

- WE'LL FIND A WAY IN.

COME ON.

LET'S FIND A SPO TO STAKE OUT THE HOUSE.

- [whimpers]

[train clattering on tracks]

[ominous orchestral music]

- ONCE I GET OVER THE WALL,

I'LL UNLOCK THE GATE.

[grunting]

thud!

[cat meows]

- FRONT GATE WAS OPEN.

[mysterious orchestral music]

- NICE BINOCULARS.

- THANKS.

DAD BOUGHT 'EM FOR ME

AT A MILITARY SURPLUS STORE.

- [Doug growls]

- YOU'RE RIGHT, DOUG.

SOMEONE'S IN THERE.

AND IT'S NOT THE OWNERS.

I WISH THE HARGROVES WERE HOME.

WE'VE GOT TO CALL THE POLICE.

- YOU CALL THE POLICE.

HE'S GETTING AWAY.

I'LL CALL YOU

ON THE WALKIE-TALKIE

AS SOON AS I KNOW WHERE

HE'S GOING.

- FIGURES.

THE PHONE ONLY WORKS

WHEN YOU DON'T NEED IT.

COME ON, DOUG.

LET'S GO FIND A SIGNAL.

[frog croaks]

- TOO EASY.

[dubious accordion music]

[engine turning over]

- POLICE?

HELLO?

MY NAME'S EMMA MARSH, AND I JUS SAW THE CAT COMMIT A ROBBERY.

HELLO?

HELLO?

- MRS. STEELE!

MR. STEELE!

- EMMA?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

- WHAT HAVE YOU AND SAM

BEEN UP TO?

- OH, HONEY, WE PUT SAM

IN THE TENT HOURS AGO.

HE'S ASLEEP.

- THAT'S NOT RIGHT, IS IT, EMMA?

- WE'RE THE JUNIOR DETECTIVE

AGENCY,

AND WE THOUGHT WE KNEW WHERE

THE CAT WOULD STRIKE NEXT,

AND WE WERE RIGHT.

HE ROBBED THIS MANSION, AND NOW

SAM'S IN THE TRUNK OF HIS CAR,

AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE SAM IS.

- WHAT?

- WHERE IS THE HOUSE

THAT WAS ROBBED?

- IT'S THE HARGROVE PLACE.

- WHAT?

- WHAT KIND OF CAR WAS IT?

WHICH DIRECTION WAS IT HEADED?

AND HOW LONG AGO

DID YOU LAST SEE IT?

- IT'S AN OLD MUSCLE CAR.

A FORD GALAXIE.

1960s.

BURGUNDY.

HEADED WEST ON BERGER

ABOUT 20 MINUTES AGO.

- GO HOME, EMMA.

LET THE POLICE TAKE I FROM HERE.

WE'LL FIND HIM, KATHY.

EVERYTHING WILL BE ALL RIGHT.

- I NEVER SHOULD HAVE LET HIM

SLEEP IN THAT TENT.

- FOGLE, I'LL BE IN FRON OF YOUR HOUSE IN TEN MINUTES.

WE GOT A LEAD ON THE CAT.

- BUT WE'RE NOT ON THE CASE

ANYMORE.

- DO IT.

[distressing instrumental music]

- WHAT HAVE WE GOT, PARTNER?

- I'VE ALREADY GO AN ALL POINTS OU ON A BURGUNDY MID-'60s

FORD GALAXIE,

AND THE TASK FORCE

IS AT THE ESTATE.

- CHIEF DOESN'T WANT US

ANYWHERE NEAR THE TASK FORCE.

- I'M NOT GOING THERE.

I'M GOING TO FIND SAMMY.

[somber orchestral music]

[anxious instrumental music]

- [chuckles]

mwah!

RESTEZ.

[sighs]

[laughs]

BIEN, BIEN.

OH, MY DARLINGS.

YOU MUST WAIT HERE.

PAPA WILL RETURN FOR YOU

IN A FEW WEEKS,

YOU SEE, WHEN THE HEAT IS OFF,

AND THE POLICE, THEY ARE LOOKING

FOR THE JAYWALKER.

OH, SWEETHEART.

OH, MY MING VASE, IT IS YOU

I WILL MISS MOST OF ALL.

THE WAY YOU CURVE...

OH.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

OPEN THIS DOOR, HUH?

YOU DO NOT KNOW WHO YOU ARE

TROUBLING WITH!

WHO ARE YOU?

- I'M SAM STEELE JR.,

AND YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!

- I CANNOT HEAR YOU.

MAYBE IF YOU OPEN THE DOOR, HUH?

- AH, SURE.

HEY.

I'M NOT FALLING FOR THAT.

I COULDN'T SEE THE LOOK

ON HIS FACE,

BUT I'M SURE THE CAT WAS SHOCKED

TO LEARN:

HE HAD BEEN OUTSMARTED

BY SAM STEELE JR.

- SAM, ARE YOU THERE?

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

SAM?

- EMMA.

EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL.

THE CAT IS MY PRISONER.

HEY, WHY DON'T YOU WAKE UP

MY DAD:

AND TELL HIM THAT THE RES OF HIS CAREER IS WAITING FOR HIM

AT THE DES MOINES

MINI WAREHOUSE COMPLEX.

- WILL DO, SAM STEELE JR.,

PRIVATE DETECTIVE.

MRS. STEELE!

HE'S ALL RIGHT!

- THANK GOODNESS.

WHERE IS HE?

- HE'S AT THE DES MOINES

MINI WAREHOUSE COMPLEX,

AND HE'S CAPTURED THE CAT.

- OH!

OH, MY.

AND IT'S ALMOST DAWN.

I'M GOING TO CALL HIS FATHER.

THANK YOU, EMMA.

- DOUG, WE DID IT.

- HE'S IN HERE.

- I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU.

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