you, poindexter. is this the scene of the crime?e me, boys, i got a million dollars waiting for me inside. [door opens] ah, apparently we think alike. frightening thought for those of us who aren't you. uh, phillip wick. access to all areas. this'll do me. hello again. what does this say? curator sally kanter. here, try this one, robert gant. that's a boy's name. uh, look, chaps, since we're all after the same thing, why don't we just pool our talents? what are you talking about? well, work together and split the reward. why don't we begin by introducing ourselves, all right? my name's st. clare. retired scotland yard inspector. i moved to san francisco-- i'm interrupting you. no frigging way. i'm finding that rock myself. and i'm keeping all the money. well, may the best man win. i intend to. he said man. this entire wing was locked. i mean, it was completely locked down. somehow they opened that connecting door from the inside. we can't figure it out. what do you think? i don't know yet. well, come on, focus. concentrate. do that