When we return to our detective convention …
Donald and Laura have found their way to the kitchen, which is deserted. So Mr. Steele DID have to make his own breakfast. As they enter, Donald is expressing his surprise at how the weekend has turned out.
“I figured we’d see some slides of the company picnic, maybe tell stories about the 78 Christmas party …”
Laura comes in behind him, giving a backward glance. Is she afraid they are being followed? They begin to root around for coffee beans.
“Well, good old Alan always did have a sense of the theatrical,” Laura comments as she digs in Alan’s drawers.
“Lots of dog food,” Donald says, “But no coffee.”
A new mystery! WHERE IS THE DOG?
Neither detective seems concerned by the lack of a canine presence. Donald, however, has something on his mind:
“Laura, can I be honest with you? I’ve been watching that Mr. Steele of yours, and while it’s certainly not my place to say … ”
“I don’t really think he’s all he’s cracked up to be.”
Laura is a little irked, methinks.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, it’s nothing I can put my finger on. It’s just a feeling I get.”
Wow! Apparently Don has killer instincts, too!
Steele and Carl are having their little (one-sided) talk.
“Look, Mr. Steele, all I’m asking for is a chance,” Carl grovels.
“A chance to prove myself. To show you what I can do.”
“And when’s a better chance gonna come along than this?”
“Hey, nobody’s kidding anybody here, right? I’m down on my luck. You know it; I know it. I mean, the repo business is not exactly a growth industry.” Mr. Steele seems a little indifferent to Repo Man’s plight.
Repo Man. Harry Dean Stanton, Emilio Estevez, Universal Pictures, 1984. Young punk Otto becomes a repo man after helping to steal a car, and stumbles into a world of wackiness as a result. Here’s the trailer!
He said able-bodied.
Heh heh heh heh.
“And Murphy Michaels is more than adequate-”
Maybe Carl can be Fred’s relief man. We know he can drive.
Carl will not be deterred.
Is that a come-on?
Apparently it is. Inappropriate touching, Carl.
“I know how to crack this case. And I know how to make it stick.”
He reaches into his pocket …
… withdraws a small packet.
Wait a second. Is he offering our Mr. Steele drugs?
Just say no!
“It’s right there,” Carl teases. “The answer to this case is right there.”
The deal goes down. Oh, Mr. Steele! You’ve fallen in with bad companions.
Steele begins to conduct a detailed examination …