The Lost Room

Are we good?

I have to check it.

I have it.

It's real.

Money first!

He says, "Money first."

Nice doin' business with ya.

What did I miss?

Iggy!

Who in the hell are you?

Weasel, don't! I...

My friend, Marco, here, made a silly mistake

and sold you something that belongs to me.

Now I'm afraid I'm gonna have to take it back.

Get out.

Easy.

Why's he keep clicking that pen, man?

Shoot him!

Robbery?

Doesn't look like the register's been touched.

Smells like somebody had a barbecue.

Somebody did.

What the hell happened to your friend?

I thought we had two bodies.

We do.

Ruby!

Hello, Peaches.

Nice homicides.

Only the best for you, Ruby.

Who's our friend? The owner?

Uh, manager... Jake Squillo.

Owner's a guy named Karl Kreutzfeld. Not present.

Ruber, do you got a cause of death?

Funny you should ask me that, because no.

How about burnt to a crisp?

How about not? Look at... the clothes.

They shoulda lit up first.

What, they torched him, then they dressed him?

Electrocuted, maybe.

What about our superhero,

Marco Cordova? Customer, apparently.

Neck's broken, like he was shot out of a cannon.

This doesn't make any sense.

You guys might want to call the cops.

I mean, thrown against the wall, okay.

But this?

Got a possible witness.

Ignacio Loca.

Punched in, never punched out.

Oh, geez.

You know him, Joe?

Yeah. He's a sweet kid,

but he's got a nightmare family.

Let's pick him up.

Mr. Montague, I gotta go to work in the morning.

I'd kind of like to get some sleep tonight, some...

Maybe you should have thought about that

before you lost the key.

We gotta find that kid.

Make a left.

Kathy and me are going up to the lake this weekend.

You and Anna can come if you want.

You don't have to invite us every time you go up there, Lou.

Are you kidding? Kathy loves that kid.

What'd your lawyer say?

Oh, Vanessa might have a case.

You're Anna's father. You stuck around.

You're not gonna lose that kid.

Wait, wait, wait. Stop, stop, stop.

That's Iggy.

Iggy! Stop!

Iggy!

Iggy, open up!

Hang on.

Where is he?

He's gone.

I want that cop's name.

Can I be done?

Okey-doke. Thank you.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Dishes, Missy.

How was school today?

Willy Frasier brought in a huge earthworm.

Yeah? I touched it.

Disgusting. Yeah.

Come here.

Let me see your hand.

Oh, I can still feel the slime! No, you can't.

I can! Ohh!

Miller.

We just picked up Iggy at his mom's.

Better get in here, Joe. I'll be right there.

Hi, Lee. Hi, Anna, baby.

You got Iggy?

Mm-hmm.

You need the interview room?

No, my office. You mind?

You swore to me I'd never see you in here.

You swore.

Look at me when I'm talking to you.

Two men got burnt to death.

Tell me what happened.

I can't. You can't.

Your old man would have killed you

if your Mom hadn't killed him first.

I convinced the D.A. it was self-defense.

I lied for you.

If I tell you, my Mom's dead.

I'll protect her, I promise.

But, Detective Joe, who's gonna protect you?

Nice watch.

Can I use the bathroom? No.

I feel like I'm gonna puke.

I'll bet you do.

What's this?

You have an apartment. What's with the motel key?

You don't know what motel you're staying in?

It's not a real place.

What? I'm gonna puke.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Sit down! Sit down!

You're not going anywhere

until you tell me what's going on.

Now what is going on?

Just tell me what happened?

How'd he burn him?

Three dudes came in.

I've never seen them before.

The main guy, they called him The Weasel.

How did he burn him?

How did he burn him, Iggy? Tell me.

Hey!

Iggy!

Got the phone records.

Our fried guy called his boss

just before he got killed.

His boss?

The guy who owns the pawn shop, Karl Kreutzfeld.

Wow!

That's so awesome!

Happy Birthday, Isaac!

Time for cake and ice cream!

Mr. Kreutzfeld, did you make all this money in a pawn shop?

Oh, God, no.

No, I own a chain of dry cleaners.

I admit, it's ridiculous how much people pay

to have their clothes washed without water.

The, uh, pawn shop was my grandfather's.

Was... Uh...

Now it's mine.

It was his life, actually.

He loved things.

"Show me your things, and I'll tell you your life story."

Something like that.

Please understand, I-I've never had

an employee killed on the job before.

This is very disturbing, to say the least.

Jake Squillo called you just before the time of the murders.

He wanted to know about closing up early.

Business was slow, which was not unusual.

What about your other employee, Ignacio Loca?

Mmm.

Make a wish, Isaac.

Did he mention anything about a key?

A key? No, he didn't say anything about a key.

I'm sorry I'm so distracted today.

If there's anything else I can do to help,

please call me.

I sincerely hope you catch this son of a bitch.

Thank you.

I don't care about the money. I just want to get rid of it.

I'm in the parking lot. Hello?

Jennifer?

I've got it. I'm here.

Where are you?

Hello, Jennifer?

So what do you want to watch tonight?

Nemo.

Again? Come on.

How about Abbott and Costello? Nemo.

Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein?

Come on, it's got Frankenstein.

Stay there.

Anna, go to your room now!

Iggy.

I'm sorry, Detective Joe.

Hang in there, all right?

This is Detective Joe Miller. I need an ambulance here.

I've got a kid bleeding to death.

I'm sorry. There's no one else.

They double-crossed me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Lets you...

It opens... every door.

It opens every...

door. What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

It opens every door.

Hey, guys.

Hey. Hi.

You want to sleep at our place tonight?