The Lost Room

The Lost Room is a science fiction television miniseries that aired on the Sci Fi Channel in 2006.

The Key and the Clock

 * Joe: What about the bus ticket?
 * Wally: Not that useful. Unless you want to get to a little spot outside Gallup, New Mexico in a jiffy, which I don't.
 * Joe: Why Gallup?
 * Wally: Why not?
 * Joe: What happened in that motel room? Wally.
 * Wally: Something terrible. Look...Detective Miller, do you ever feel that there's something wrong with the universe?
 * Joe: Yeah, sure.
 * Wally: Well, you're right. Things like this shouldn't happen. But in that motel room, they did.


 * Wally: For your crimes against decency, and politeness, and common courtesy, I condemn you to hell!


 * Joe: According to the money transfer, someone tried to buy this key for two million bucks.
 * Lou: I'd pay three.
 * Joe: Well, we can't keep it. Three people are dead because of it.
 * Lou: I know. But let's enjoy it now. While we can. Okay?
 * (Joe laughs)
 * Lou: Who knows if we're gonna get another chance like this.
 * Joe: Yeah.

The Comb and the Watch Box

 * Joe: Where's Room 10?
 * Wally: There is no Room 10. It never existed. At least not after May the 4th, 1961.


 * Jennifer: Here's some fake I.D.'s, a couple of credit cards. They should last for a while.
 * Joe: "Joe Doorman?" Hilarious.


 * Wally: I don't believe in ghosts, all right?
 * Joe: Yeah, me neither. I mean, magic bus ticket, sure. But ghosts, no.

The Eye and the Occupant

 * Karl Kreutzfeld: Thank you for coming to me with this. I'll of course pay whatever it is you're asking, whatever price you think is fair. And I shall accept your word that it's genuine. But if at some point I should find out that it's fake, that you tried to con me in any way, or that I hear you've made copies and someone else has one...then I'll have to come back here and hurt you.
 * The Sood: Mr. Kreutzfeld. My friend. I am the Sood. I deal in Science. No fakes, no forgeries, no duplicates. I stake my life on it.


 * Weasel: Well, well. Took me a while, Detective. You're a difficult man to track down. But every riddle has an answer--
 * Joe: I don't have it.