"A deadly fire erupted earlier today... in a low-income housing development... on the 1200 block of Sherbourne Boulevard." "This was the scene earlier... as firefighters desperately tried... to save 2 children trapped inside." "Despite their best efforts, 10-year-old Dimitri Pamchenko... and his 8-year-old sister Sonia... were killed in the blaze." "Their parents were at work at the time... and had left the children alone." "No word yet on what caused the fire, but officials say they have not ruled out arson." "In other news..." "Crane." "See the news?" "Yeah, of course I saw it." "It's on every channel." "You promised me the building would be empty." "Now I'm looking at 2 counts of murder one." "You're not looking at anything." "It's all taken care of." "Maybe you have the coin to cover arson, but not murder." "Trust me, I do." "Or you will when you sell the land... that tenement was on... and make a bundle?" "You think I'm gonna sell that land now?" "Please, I just wanna forget this whole thing... ever even happened." "And you know, if the city... had let me tear it down in the first place..." "But they didn't, so you came to me." "And that's a mistake I'm not gonna repeat." "You see, I'm not like you, Rick." "I'm an honest businessman." "Bull." "You've been cutting corners for years." "Now it's gonna blow up in your face." "No, no, no, it won't." "Not if we all just relax, ok?" "And think smart?" "Now, I'm chalking this whole nightmare up... into a business deal that has gone wrong." "I suggest you do the same." "2 dead kids, Crane." "I could do serious time." "I want my family taken care of." "I want another 50." "Your family... they're not my responsibility." "And the dead kids aren't my fault." "This is business." "B-u-s..." "I know how to spell business." "Great." "And you also agreed... to do this for 60." "And those dead kids are your fault, your screw-up." "Watch it, Crane." "I know where you live." "Is that a threat?" "And I know you'll be home when I get there." "What does that mean?" "I do my research." "You're scared to leave your own house." "You haven't set foot out of it for 3 years." "Just the idea makes you all panicky." "It's like a sickness." "You don't know what the hell you're talking about." "It's got a fancy name, too." "What's it called?" "Agrophobica?" "It's called agoraphobia, and I don't have that." "Ok?" "I can leave this house any time I want." "Right." "I said I want another 50." "And I said forget it." "Sleep tight, rich boy." "Meet Scott Crane, a real estate mogul... who thrives on the art of the deal." "In Scott's world, everyone has a price, and any problem can be solved... through skillful bargaining." "But he's about to learn... that some debts aren't so easily settled... in the Twilight Zone." "Arson investigators are still trying to determine... what caused the fire that took the lives... of 2 children yesterday." "Eye witnesses told police... that a man was seen lurking nearby... just before the blaze erupted." "Holding a gas can and a pack of matches, no doubt." "Rick, you idiot!" "Claiming that it violated certain statutes, protecting low-income housing." "Local officials were quick to respond... to the tragic news of the children's death." "The mayor released a statement today... saying that he would organize a task force... to investigate ways to improve emergency services... in low-income neighborhoods." "Meanwhile, parishioners of the local church... have scheduled a prayer vigil tonight... to be held at the site where the children died." "The building's owner, Scott Crane, of Crane Enterprises, could not be reached for comment." "Funeral services will be held Saturday... for Dimitri and Sonia Pamchenko." "A terrible tragedy, Suzanne." "Yes, it is, Kim." "And still so many unanswered questions." "Come on." "What's that racket?" "Smokin'!" "Is hazardous to your health." "The children had apparently hidden in a closet... when the blaze began, and firemen were unable to reach them in time." "Officials say they are... still looking into what caused the fire, but one thing's for sure:" "Dimitri and Sonia Pamchenko are dead, and everyone wants to know who's to blame." "Ok, Rick, I get the point!" "Come on out now and stop playing games!" "I'm serious." "You're traveling to another dimension." "A dimension not only of sight and sound, but of mind." "A journey into a wondrous land... whose boundaries are only that... of the imagination." "You're entering..." "Ow!" "Rick, clearly you feel strongly... about this extra 50,000, and I'm willing to be flexible, but you gotta show your face now... because I'm sick of this crap!" "Rick!" "You're very clever." "I don't know how you got in the house, but don't push me, my friend." "I'm trying to be reasonable." "Rick, is someone with you?" "Do you think this is funny?" "Mr. Crane?" "Kate Graham, arson investigation." "I'm here with my partner Tom Phillips, and I have some news that I thought... you would want right away." "Yeah?" "What is it?" "We've pinpointed the cause of the fire... on Sherbourne." "Apparently a heater malfunctioned." "A heater?" "Yes, sir." "A floor heater." "I see." "So we're ending the investigation, and we're ruling the fire an accident." "Well, thank you for letting me know." "You're welcome, Mr. Crane." "Rick?" "This is it!" "This is your last chance to show yourself... or I'm callin' the cops!" "All right!" "Ok." "Have it your way, buddy boy." "I gotta get outta here." "Ok, I can do this." "You're wrong, Rick." "I don't have agoraphobia." "I can leave this house anytime I want, and when I come back," "I'm bringin' the cops with me." "I can leave this house anytime I want." "You can't make me leave, Rick." "Now come out here... and let's discuss this like men!" "Son of a bitch, get outta my house!" "Rick?" "The circuit breaker." "In the garage." "Great, Rick, now I gotta explain... how I got your corpse in my basement." "You screwed up." "Again!" "The kids from the fire." "Oh, God." "Where are you?" "What do you want?" "You know, I can leave anytime," "But I..." "I think that I get it." "I get it now." "It all makes sense." "What you did to Rick was pretty," "You know, but..." "I understand why you're so angry at him... because he is the one... that hurt you, whereas I am just a businessman, and I can actually... be some kind of help to you, you know?" "Maybe we can work something out." "I'm sure there's something that you want." "Maybe for your parents?" "You know, they do need a place to stay." "How about a condo on the..." "On the west side?" "Someplace big..." "Now think." "Just think." "They want something, that's all." "Everybody wants something." "No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "Go away!" "Scott, it's me!" "Open up!" "Hey." "It's freezing out there, and it's boiling in here." "You look like hell." "Listen, Kate..." "No, you listen." "We had a deal." "I plant the busted floor heater, and I falsify my report, and you give me $30,000." "Now, I kept my end of the deal, and I want my cut." "Ok, but Rick..." "Rick was supposed to meet me..." "An hour ago with the cash, and he never showed." "He's downstairs." "He's dead." "What?" "Yeah." "They killed him." "They who?" "The kids." "The dead kids." "It's..." "listen, they killed Rick, and now they wanna kill me, but I think..." "I'm trying to work out a deal here." "You're drunk." "Yeah, and a little pilled-up, but I think I got this under control, all right?" "Now, listen, I..." "There's another $20,000... in this if you stick around and you help me." "Ok?" "These ghosts are a little pissed off, all right?" "I'm gonna be honest with you, but I think that you could be invaluable to this negotiation as sort of like a..." "like a mother figure to them." "You've got that much cash in the house?" "Yeah." "What do you think?" "I'm gonna pass." "Why?" "Just give me the $30,000, and I will leave you alone... to wallow in your guilt." "Hey, wait, this isn't about guilt." "Who ya kiddin', Scott?" "You're a slumlord." "Not one of your buildings... is up to code." "If you hadn't have torched that place, it would've gone up eventually." "This is your fault." "I am a good guy, all right?" "Now, I've got my problems." "I'm afraid to leave the house." "I'm agoraphobic." "You're slime, and I'm slime, too, for takin' your money, but at least I can admit it." "Wait a minute." "Kate." "Kate." "Kate." "You gotta help me." "I don't gotta do anything." "I'll come back for my money... when you're sober." "And what about Rick?" "That's your headache." "I'm really, really sorry... about what happened." "I'm really, really sorry... that you got... killed." "I'm really, really sorry..." "Dimitri, right?" "I just want you to think about this... for a second, ok?" "That's all that I ask." "Hi." "Listen, you two kids, you can have this house, and that is, you know, that's..." "that's not a fair trade, you know, I get that, but that is a lot better than nothing, and if you kill me, you will get nothing." "Hmm?" "And worse than that, you'll be no better than me." "All right?" "All right?" "Now, just grab a little bit of enlightenment here." "I mean, you don't wanna be the kind of people... that... that..." "that hurt people." "You know?" "I mean, who..." "Who would let children..." "I'm sorry." "I'm really, really sorry." "Ok?" "I just..." "I don't..." "I don't wanna die in here," "So... ow!" "Look, just let me outta here, ok?" "No." "I'm sorry." "It's all my fault." "I'm really, really sorry." "Sorry... sorry... sorry." "Entrepreneur Scott Crane... was killed last night... when a deadly fire erupted at his home." "Crane, the owner of the tenements... on Sherbourne Boulevard that burned Thursday, taking the lives of Dimitri and Sonia Pamchenko, had recently been cleared... of any wrong-doing in that incident." "Investigators also found no indication... of arson at Crane's home, saying the blaze was most likely caused... by faulty wiring." "Now a breaking story." "Let's go live to skycam 9... as they are following a high..." "Scott Crane thought he could bargain his way... out of any problem, but as he and his associates learned, the price of justice can never be negotiated, especially in the Twilight Zone."