Man : "What?"

Turtle : "We're here to see Sam."

Man 1 : "Right. Sam's not home."

When Turtle wants to get in, they resist him. So, Turtle gives Tiny a look to take care of them.

Tiny walks up to the man and starts to punch him in the face connecting punch after punch.

Man : "Ah! Oh my-ooff,ouch!"

Man 1 : "Hey! What the heck!"

Turtle : "Get out of the way."

Man 2: "Who are these guys?"

Turtle : "He's a thief, she's a whore. We're private investigators."

Two of the man tries to fight back, but Turtle takes them out with an uppercut and a kick to the groin.

And, Tiny finishes off the last one with a roundhouse to his face. He falls backwards into the carpeted stairs that leads to the building.

Man : "Oh! Please, don't hurt us. We are just following orders!."

Ratty: Then, tell us where's Sam?

Man: We don't know. We were just ordered to prevent anyone getting inside.

Turtle: Alright. Leave. Quickly. Run away from here.

The man and his buddy leave the house and go run away.

Turtle: Alright. Lame.

Ratty : Well, that was easy.

Turtle : Now, it's important that we all stay sharp. We might be going out to investigate a place that is beyond our understandings. Anything can happen.

Ratty : Yeah. Like we all didn't see that!

Four of them shook hands as a sign of respect.

Turtle : Now, we're going to go in and investigate this place. What could it hurt?

Turtle looks at Candy "You stay in the car."

Candy nods.

As the guards at the gate are taken care of, they go in.

The active party consists of 3 members right now who are going inside the building. Turtle, Ratty and Tiny. With Tiny by their sides, Turtle feels more confident.

Turtle tries the door knob. But, it's locked.

He figures the back door is bound to be locked and breaking a window will make noise anyway.

He asks Tiny to break the door.

Tiny uses his shoulder to ram the door knob and the door opens.

They all enter and go to the back of the place. As three of them enter the house, they smell the scent of fresh sausage and pancakes frying. It smells good.

No one is in the kitchen.

Then, there's another door that is locked. The stairs to the second floor are probably in there.

With muscular giant body, Tiny walks towards the door like a soldier, with his broad shoulders and thick neck. His bald head is like a bulb, with wide forehead, high cheekbones and a thick jaw. The eyes are small and close together. His face is hairless except for thick black eyebrows that meet in the middle. His nose is short and broad, his lips thin and pursed. He looks like a guy who should be holding a longsword with an ease that proves his battle-hardened experience. He looks like he'd be right at home swinging an axe on an eleventh century battlefield.

Tiny approaches the locked door.

Tiny: "Stand back."

He takes out a lock-pick and jiggles the tumblers.

Tiny : "Bingo!"

He opens the door and pushes it open on its hinges.

You don't need superpowers to be a hero.