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Food trucks, what? This is
how you cater a murder scene.

It's like the Who's
Who of food trucks.

India Are We,
Meat & Mrs. Jones,

It's Hard Out Here
For a Shrimp. What?

No.

Not the Macho Taco.

Is that Mauricio in there, Gus?

Is that Mauricio in there?

Do not go all Sean Penn in
Mystic River on me.

Is that the last of the
secret taco sauce in there?

Is that the last of the
secret taco... Ow! Ow!

Would you two please
pull it together?

Now, we've got one dead body.

There was a line of customers
waiting for the truck to open,

someone knocked on the
service window, body fell out.

Must have happened
earlier this morning.

I can't believe
Mauricio is dead.

We had some good times
with those tacos, Gus.

We had the best times
with those tacos, Shawn.

It seems like just yesterday.

It was yesterday. The taco
massage was yesterday. Oh.

Please be finished.
All right.

Okay. I've already hauled in the owners of
these other roach coaches for questioning.

"Roach coaches?"
Yes.

And I'm being generous.

I've waged a quiet war against the food
truck industry for the last year and a half.

Because the war on drugs, poverty,
and terror were too low stakes for you?

Mock all you want,
Guster, but the fact is

food trucks are unsanitary,
unnecessary, and borderline anarchist.

They're like Caligula,
with a little less fornication.

Ma'am, your food truck was parked
right next to the Macho Nacho truck.

Did you see anything?

I'm not telling the
police anything.

Excuse me? Last time I
reported a crime to you guys,

you fined me for smelling
like hotdog water.

You fined me for operating
my truck in a residential zone.

Well, did you move it? Yes. I
moved it to a commercial zone,

but you fined me for that.

You said if there was a fine for
stinky food you'd make me pay.

Well, is your food stinky?

Yes.
So there you go.

Nobody's talking.
Something is rotten,

and it's not their food
or immigration status.

Wow, Lassie. Looks like you dug
yourself a hole from Holes sized hole

with these guys.

You need someone
the owners don't know.

Someone who can get on the
inside. Ask the right questions.

Nourish themselves, and get
to the bottom of what happened.

Let me guess. That "Someone"
is you two delinquents.

Nobody knows food truck
food like us. Nobody

Plus, we've both had
mad cow disease.

Now before you go and say no...

Yes.

We need a truck.

Well, then you are in luck,

because I impounded some
poor sap's food truck last month

for not having a proper
food handler's permit.

Will we need the permit? Oh, I don't
even know if there is such a thing.

Well, in that
case, show us our truck!

It's in the police impound
lot getting ready for auction.

Why are you being so
agreeable? Are you selling Amway?

People are always nice to you right
before they try to sell you Amway.

We're not falling
for it, Lassie.

I'm simply too busy right now to maintain
my usual level of disdain for you two.

Until the new head detective that the
mayor is shoving down my throat gets here,

I'm doing the work of
six people.

No way to Amway. Not to mention,
I've got a very pregnant wife at home,

who insists that everything
she's doing lately is for two.

All right, fine. If you are selling
Amway, maybe I'll sign up under you.

"I'm eating for two." "I'm
hogging the bathroom for two."

"I'm spending all our
money for two."

Sweetie-kins!
What a great surprise.

Here's a kiss for two.

Mmm. Thank you.
And thank you.

I popped by to see if you
want to go to an all you can eat.

Hi, guys.
Hey, Marlowe.

Oh! You're as big as
a house, woman!

Dude. Pregnant women are
sensitive to certain things.

Marlowe, don't worry. Your expanded
uterus and your protruding navel

are appropriately sized for
your eighth month of gestation.

You get your stinking paws off my wife's
belly or I will start breaking your fingers.

I am so sorry, bunny-face, you're
going to have to have lunch on your own.

I'm a little swamped
around here.

Surely work can wait, Lassie.

Yeah. You all must be up
to your necks in preparation.

Actually, we're not
that prepared.

I've been a little
busy around here.

Well, at least the nursery's
done, right? Yeah.

Yeah, once we pick the paint, buy
some furniture, and choose a room.

Since when do you two
know so much about this junk?

Knocked Up, Baby Mama, and Juno.

If the modern romantic
comedy has taught us anything,

it's what to expect
when you're expecting.

Except for the film, What to
Expect When You're Expecting.

That movie sucked.

But the book was money. You
didn't read the book, Shawn.

Oh, snap! Gus got me,
you guys.

Mmm. Maybe we should
be more prepared.

Yes, you should. But remember, the
best lessons come from Rosemary's Baby.

Mhm. If baby Lassiter comes
up with Beelzebub eyes,

think about what's
best for the world.

That was too long. The
burn was too slow. Yeah.

Let's go.

Aww yeah. Here comes
the Mash & Grab.

Best food mash-ups
on the planet.

What!

Watch out, watch out.

Watch out, watch out!

Right!

Calm down. Calm down.

Why are all these
people shaking their heads?

Don't worry, Shawn. I got it.
I know what I'm doing.

I got it, I got it.

Back it up,
back it up, all right?

Man, I can't see back there.

All right, you got it, pal.
Home stretch. Right on line.

Yup, yup. And stop.
Stop! Stop! Stop!

Is that Mauricio's
shrine right there?

Is that Mauricio's shrine you
ran over right there?

In between the lines
there's a lot of obscurity

I'm not inclined
to resign to maturity

If it's all right
then you're all wrong

But why bounce around
to the same damn song?

You'd rather run
when you can't crawl

I know, you know
That I'm not telling the truth

I know, you know
They just don't have any proof

Embrace the deception
Learn how to bend

Your worst inhibitions tend
to psych you out in the end

I know, you know

Dude, all these people,
the food truck workers

the customers, they're
all regulars around here.

We need to meet as many of
them as we can.

Someone has to know who had
motive to kill Mauricio.

Oh, my gosh, Gus. I just
realized something. What?

This is about so much more
than just who killed Mauricio.

This is about our future.
What?

This is about our destiny. What
are you talking about, Shawn?

Oh, I feel a shout coming on.
Oh, no. No.

I cannot talk to Charismatic
Preacher right now.

Can I get a mmm-hmm?
You don't ask for a mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmms are voluntary.

Come on, Gus, with a little
bit of branding,

a social media campaign,

and some strategically
leaked nude photos,

we can be celebrity food truck
owners. Now come on.

Drop trou. Take a quick
selfie of your buns.

What are you talking about,
Shawn, I'm not doing that.

I'll just use the one I already
have. You don't have one.

Are you serious about the
food business or not?

And why do you hate art?
Will you get focused, Shawn?

Just give me a little side-ball.

We need to investigate, Shawn.

One shot of the undercarriage.
Oh, my. I'm gonna kill you.

Our first customer.

Hey, you guys open?

Oh yeah.
Welcome to Mash & Grab.

Home of the mash-up, son.

I don't get it. Have you ever
heard of a regular mash-up?

Yeah.
Cowboys and Aliens?

Yeah.
Lincoln and Vampires?

Kanye and Jesus?
Yeah, no doubt.

Well, this is like that,
except with food.

Drink it all the way in.

Take it in.

- Ice cream jerky?
- That's right.

White meat drumsticks?

Bull's-eye! Deep in
there. Deep in there.

Pork tarts?

What!
And, pull it out.

We're gonna need that back,
though. We only printed five.

All right, well let me get
that Froot Loop quesadilla.

Very wise choice.

Dude. You
ate up all the Froot Loops.

You ate all the damn cheese.

We broke the first rule. We
got high on our own supply.

What are we gonna do? Right
here's what we're gonna do.

You're gonna give this joker a
chicken-fried Skittles PB and J.

Jive turkey ain't gonna
know what hit him.

Come on, son.

Uh, here you go.

Don't eat it all in one place.

Hey, Gus.
What?

That Mexican joint sure seems to
have benefited from Mauricio's death.

You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?

Yeah, we got a suspect.
Time to go on the inside.

It's called Branas.
The owner's name is Harold.

Like most of the other restaurant
owners around here, doesn't like us.

Says we take all his
customers and parking spaces.

Well, do you?

Yes.

Harold did know Mauricio.

They say that he gave
Mauricio his first job,

and then when Mauricio started
up the Macho Taco truck

Harold accused him of stealing
his recipe for his secret sauce.

That's all I know.

Well, do you know the secret
ingredients to these delicious meatballs?

Those aren't meatballs, honey.
Those are prairie balls.

Oh. What are prairie balls?
Don't worry about it, Gus.

See you later.

If Saleha, Vito and Lillian
are all telling the truth

then maybe Harold finally had
enough of Mauricio's success,

and decided to kill him.

I sure would. If he were
my shoe chef,

and stole my secret recipe...

It's "Sous-chef," not "Shoe."

Any chance I've heard
that both ways? No.

Well, there's only one way to
say this.

You just ate cow testicles.

What?

All right, what's
this all about?

Since when do you play
with dolls?

This is a practice baby
from the parenting class

that Marlowe signed us up
for thanks to you two.

Why is it our fault? Because you're
the ones who got up in her head

about us not being prepared.

Now I'm taking baby classes
and baby-proofing the house

and putting things together
for it to sleep in.

There's nothing wrong
with being prepared.

What happens if the
baby comes early?

Lassiters arrive on their
due date, not a day before.

Besides, the whole point of
parenting classes is ridiculous.

I mean, how hard can it
be to take care of a baby?

Give me that.

Gentlemen, how may I help you?

You Harold Zenga?
Yes.

SBPD, we'd like to ask you a few questions
about the death of Mauricio Sanchez.

We know you and
Mauricio had beef. Or carne.

Over him stealing customers.
Or "Customers."

What? His death seems to be
doing pretty good for your business.

Yes, Mauricio and I were
bitter rivals.

But I didn't kill him. Where
were you yesterday morning?

Small claims court.
All day.

I was suing Mauricio over
my patented secret recipe.

Mauricio never showed up.
He was dead.

Sample?
No.

I'll check your alibi.
Do not leave town.

We are on to you, Jack.
Yup.

You think you can kill a
culinary god like Mauricio

and get away with it just because
you give us some free food?

Come on, son.

Oh, dear God.
This is delicious.

Man, you know Mauricio
stole this dude's recipe.

We should get a table.

Dude, this better work. We
can't afford to give away free food.

Gus, we can question so many
more potential suspects this way.

Excuse me, sir.

Would you like to try
a Thanksgiving ball?

It is an entire meal of turkey,
stuffing, mashed potatoes with gravy,

string beans, cranberry sauce,
pumpkin pie and an Andes mint

rolled into a ball,
battered, and deep fried.

Dude, you didn't ask
him any questions.

This is true. But it's
clear he likes our balls.

Hey! Hey! Get out
of here with that crap.

Whoa, hoss. Perhaps you'd
like to try one

before you punch my friend
square in the face.

I run a fitness center
for overweight men.

You can't be handing out
those fatty foods to my clients.

Oh! "Handles."

We thought you sold opening
and carrying accessories.

Yeah, relax, Moose. We didn't
know Handles was a gym.

No reason to throw down
on my boy's face.

Peddle your heart attack
balls someplace else.

They could be prairie balls.

Okay, Big Country. We're gonna move on
before you go boots to chest on my boy, here.

Will you stop it?

If you change your mind, we've
also got deep fried Splenda balls.

Uh, excuse me.
May we help you?

I'm with the City
Health Department.

We're not expecting you.

Hence the term,
"Surprise inspection."

We know what the term,
"Surprise inspection" means.

Yeah. But not "Hence." That's not
a word, is it?

How did we do?

I've never gotten a D
before in my life.

First one I've ever given. It's like
you found this food truck in a junkyard.

I am going to give you two days to
address these numerous violations

or I'll be forced to
shut you down.

- Man.
- Dude.

Do we know anyone who could help
us with "Unsanitary cooking surfaces,

"food obtained from unapproved
sources, snakes..." Snakes?

Sorry, Shawn, I just don't
have the time.

Dad, this case depends on us
keeping our food truck open.

Now, I've seen you make an
entire Thanksgiving meal

on a grill that you
made with an oil barrel.

If anyone can teach us how to
sanitize a kitchen on a truck, it is you.

Look, I can't have you two
messing up things. Not today.

Please, Shawn.

You are even more
cantankerous than usual.

What is this, a prostate thing?

Wait a second.
Did you paint the porch?

It was long overdue.

Those are fresh flowers.

What, a man can't like
the smell of gardenias?

No fish tchotchkes on the mantle, and
a plate of cookies on the coffee table.

Gus, do you see
what's going on here?

I thought I did, but now
all I smell are fresh cookies.

All right, all right.
Fine. Jig's up.

I'm showing the house to
potential buyers in about an hour.

I was going to get around to telling
you, but it's been a lot to deal with,

and you don't care, anyway.

Are you selling my room, too?

Well, that's usually how it goes,
Shawn. Whole kit and caboodle.

You know, garage,
mud room, Shawn's room.

This is no good, Pop.
I have stuff in that room.

I don't know what the hell it is,
but it's mine. It belongs to me.

You can't just hand them
off to some weird family

that's going to throw frilly
sheets on my twin bed.

Well, then I suggest you go out and
get some boxes to put your stuff in.

Dad, this is dumb and
inconvenient for me.

Why are you doing this now?

Because it's time.

And I don't need all this space.

And, uh... It's time.

Time for what?

All right, listen. What would
you do if it was your parents

selling your room in your house?

The house that my mother
and father were arrested in?

The house where my father was
hiding in the basement

while my mother was
out betting on horses?

The house where you
slept with my sister?

That did not happen
in the house.

You slept with my sister, Shawn.

We didn't really sleep, Gus.

Why do you do this to yourself?

Why do you always bring this
up when you know it upsets you?

I can't change the past. And I
wouldn't, because it was great.

You should be proud of her.

You need to get over it, Shawn.

We're no closer to
solving Mauricio's murder.

We need to find clues.
What did I just tell you?

I wasn't listening, Shawn.

This is where all the trucks park for
the breakfast crowd in the morning.

We have a prime spot.
We're gonna hear stuff.

We'll get clues tomorrow.

Don't move, or I'll kill you.

Or sooner.

Give me the money. Look,
man, we don't have any money.

Stop lying. It's the
truth. We just got started.

Check it out, though.
Mash-up's going to catch on.

I'm talking about gumball
soup, and pudding ribs,

and Snickers burrito in a bowl.

Come on, son.

Who'd pay for that? All kinds of
weird dudes and their weird-ass chicks.

Why don't you try something
before you fill my friend here with lead.

What?
No, thanks.

Yo, we're going to
show you, man.

All kinds of people are
gonna buy our food,

and next time we're actually
going to have money for you to rob.

The nerve of that guy. Robbing
people then criticizing their food.

Man... You know that robber and
Mauricio's death are probably connected.

I know.

What do you wanna
do now? I don't know.

We can't do anything until
the morning, Shawn.

We're gonna have to
sleep in the truck.

Dumb plan.

We all used to get robbed.

It's kind of like a
rite of passage.

Used to?
What made it stop?

We pay protection money
to the 108s.

They're the gang that
controls this area.

You didn't hear it from me.
'Cause snitches get stitches.

Some guy named Smokey comes
by and you give him the money.

Except Mauricio refused.

I've hauled in the owners of these
other roach coaches for questioning.

Oh, man, I thought those
injuries were from the murder.

They happened
before he was killed.

Man, we gotta smoke
out this Smokey.

Why are people named
Smokey always so shady?

- Smokey in Friday.
- Smokey from The PJs.

Smokey Robinson.

You need to get your boy.

According to Buzz this is
the only known resident in the area

who goes by the
alias "Smokey."

I don't care, Shawn.

All I know is I have 911
on speed dial,

and my white guy voice ready
in case we need backup.

All right.

Krav maga.

Oh, may I help you boys?

Uh... Yes, ma'am.
Hi.

We're looking for a Smokey.

Smokey?

Oh, you must be some
of Luther's friends.

He's my son.
Wait right here.

Luther! Luther, don't make me
call you twice, now. Where are you?

Think she's gonna catch him?
Probably not.

Man.

Who the hell are you guys?

Give me the money.

You better check your tone.

You're the one that
robbed us. Uh huh.

Wait, the enforcer for the
108s has asthma?

One of y'all is about to die.

You're in college?

Stop playing games.

You know you're pretending to
be a 108 so you can shake down

the food trucks for money.

I wonder how the 108s would feel

about you frontin'
on their turf.

Please. Can't punk me
into saying nothin'.

Really? MOTH ER:
Luther! You get in here.

He's right over here.
Over here!

Yo, yo, yo. I don't care
what you tell the 108s.

Do not tell my mom.
Please.

You're gonna answer all
of our questions?

Yes.

False alarm. No Luther in
the alley. No Luther in the alley.

Oh, thank you, boys.

Okay, bye.
You have a nice day.

Luther!

That's a good lady,
right there. Yeah.

You better start talking.
Okay, okay.

It's like you said, okay. My game was
to rob the food trucks and scare them,

and then come back later and convince
them to pay protection money to the 108s.

And if one of them refused,
you had to send a message.

Well, duh.

Any kid who's seen A Bug's
Life knows how it works.

And that's why you had
to kill Mauricio. Mmm-hmm.

What? No.

We know you went to see him.

Yeah, to scare him, not
to kill him.

By the time I got there he was already
coming to blows with somebody else.

You telling us it wasn't you that gave
Mauricio that black eye and busted lip?

I am a musical theater major, okay?
You think I'm gonna risk these jazz hands?

Dude, stop doing that.

So who was fighting
with Mauricio?

Some guy with a
clipboard and tie.

I am going to give you two days to
address these numerous violations

or I'll be forced to
shut you down.

Oh, man.
The health inspector?

I thought those were ink smudges on
his hands. They were actually bruises.

Ink smudges? Ink smudges
that look like bruises?

Ain't nobody asked you
to weigh in, Benneton.

It's the inspector that jacked up Mauricio.
We're gonna have to go see him again.

As for you, return the money
you stole from the food trucks.

Hell no. Well, at least come
spend some of it on our truck.

Yeah. All right.
I'll give it back.

I hope your momma finds you.

There you go.

Don't eat it all in one place.

All right?

I'm here for your
follow-up inspection.

Guess what.

This time we've got some
questions for you, buster.

About the fight you and Mauricio Sanchez
had the day before he was found dead.

Look at that.

Looks like Mr. "I know what
food is safe and which food isn't..."

Looks like Mr. "I know what
food is safe and which food isn't"

has something to hide.

I've got nothing to hide.
It was pretty simple.

Mr. Sanchez was upset with
the grade I gave his truck

and he accused me of sabotage.

He physically threatened me,
and we had an altercation.

I got my money's worth from
my kickboxing class. That was it.

How do we know you didn't come
back the next day and kill him?

The city tracks my whereabouts
with GPS. Check the records.

Mmm-hmm. You said he
accused you of sabotage.

Now why would he do that?

I only inspected Mauricio's truck
because I'd received an anonymous tip

that there were rodent droppings
on the floor of the Macho Taco truck.

Man, that's nasty.

You rushed right over there,
didn't you? Because you liked it.

You like nasty stuff.

Nasty.

Let me guess, you want
to sell my motorcycle now?

Hey, Shawn. Listen,
I've accepted an offer.

You've got to come
and get your stuff.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Look, I'm busy, Dad.

Can't this wait until
after we solve the case?

No, Shawn. MAN: Hey! How
much for the Mr. Potato Head?

I don't know. Five bucks.
Whatever you think it's worth.

Dude, we've got to go.
This is an emergency.

Unbelievable.
No, he did not.

Shawn, Shawn. Get that thing out of
the way. You're blocking my entire yard.

I can not believe that you
would sell my things without

giving me a chance to go
through them first.

Yeah, well believe it.

When are these people
moving in, anyway?

45 day escrow.

Dad, that's like
three months from now.

Yeah, well this is your chance,

I know you'd stall
forever if I let you.

Is that my
Teddy Ruxpin in there?

- No.
- Is that my Teddy Ruxpin in there?

- Please stop it.
- Is that my Teddy Ruxpin in there?

You told me that Mark Fundy
stole this when we were kids,

I told his parents, they sent
him to military school for it.

And I felt bad about that,
and then I didn't.

What else around
here is mine? Nothing.

Mine!

Mine.

Mine. SHAWN: See
what you've done now?

Do you?

Mine.

What, you having a moment?
Yeah, listen, Shawn,

about all this stuff, I
just... Whoa, hold on, Pop,

you belong to Handles?

That gym with the guy, Handles?

Yeah. Not easy looking this great
when you're 50, it takes a lot of work.

And the only reason I
gave up my membership,

is because I couldn't
find a parking space,

because of all those trucks
like yours blocking the way.

Would you get it
out of here now?

I only inspected Mauricio's truck
because I received an anonymous tip

that there were rodent droppings
on the floor of the Macho Taco truck.

Dude!
It was Jake.

Jake was the anonymous tipster
who called the health inspector

about Mauricio's truck.

Why would Jake care? He
doesn't eat that kind of food.

Because the Macho Taco truck was always
blocking access for Jake's customers,

that's why he wanted to
shut Mauricio down.

Which is why he immediately didn't
like us when we took over Mauricio's spot.

That and the fact that we were handing
out 2,000 calorie-a-serving holiday balls

outside of his gym.

When the sabotage didn't work,
roid rage must have kicked in,

and thwack! He killed him,
Gus, we solved, we solved it.

You are a cold-blooded thief,
Shawn, cold-blooded.

Yo, Jake!
Jake!

Business is really booming, huh?

The jig's up, Moose.

Game over, Big Country!

Well, well...

Do you think we could
bench that much?

Shawn, that is cruel
and disrespectful.

Sorry I'm late, those
stupid baby classes again.

Lassie, I'm sensing that your
practice baby has had many accidents,

it also has Brad Dourif hair,
which is beyond unsettling.

Do we need to get practice
Social Services down here?

Hey, I may have
dropped it a few times,

but Marlowe's the one
who left it in the dryer.

Hang on.

It's Dobson.

Talk to me, Dobson.

Yeah. Wait so,

the money that Smokey extorted
from the food trucks was linked to what?

Hang on a second.

All right, go ahead.

Okay, so traces of bank dye
on some of the bills,

serials from two robberies, one
on 4th, what is it, 4th and Main?

Right on the buns.
That's terrible.

Sycamore.

They're the gang that
controls this area.

That's a prairie ball.

Dude, both of those banks are in
places where we park all of our trucks.

What better way to case
a bank you want to rob

than parking a food truck
in front of it for hours a day.

Lassie, I am sensing that one
of the trucks in our fleet,

is somehow responsible
for the recent bank robberies,

and linked to the two
murders. Mmm-hmm.

Well, talk to me when
you get some hard evidence.

McNab!
Yes, Chief.

Scan the notes on that fake
babies butt and e-mail it to me stat.

Hey, guys, I just want to tell you that I
love what you've done with your food truck.

Your food's much better than
the Mexican fusion food

your truck used to serve
before we impounded it.

I'm a big fan of the
just-microwaved taste.

Our truck used to serve
Mexican fusion?

Yeah, it was called
Mouth of the Border.

That means it would have been
direct competition to Mauricio.

We didn't know that because
we never saw the signage.

Gus, it is possible we have been
driving the killer's truck the whole time.

What's up, son?
You Frank Patton, or what?

Is that my old truck?

We'll ask the questions here.

We know that it used to be
called Mouth of the Border,

and we know that Mauricio Sanchez
was one of your chief competitors.

Yeah, me and Mauricio worked
the same crowd, so what?

Well, it seems like you fell on
hard times once you lost the truck.

I mean, anybody who slow
dances with a sign for a living

is obviously desperate for cash.

Maybe you were desperate enough to rob
banks near where you used to park the truck.

Yeah, maybe Mauricio found out
about it and threatened to go to the cops,

maybe you silenced him.
Maybe.

Maybe you guys got it all wrong.

I lost my truck because
I ate too much of my own food.

I mixed up orders all the time
and fought with my workers,

I failed health inspections,
didn't have the right permits.

Shame on you, man.
I wasn't the only one.

Trucks fail all
the time, all right,

Pizza in a Cup closed up,
just like Cupcake King,

and In the Vegan-ing.
In the Vegan-ing's still open.

I was there when Vito's
truck got repo'd.

He was in deeper than I was.

He told me two weeks
and he'd be insolvent.

Whoa, man. Quit with the
potty talk. You're just being gross.

He was broke, he must have
come into some money.

That's funny you should ask
that, Harold did know Mauricio.

Dude, that's it.

Jake and Vito both had struggling
businesses with similar clientele,

they tried to form a business
relationship and when that didn't work,

they became partners in crime,
they became bank robbers.

Then something went wrong
and it ended in murder.

Lassie, we've got that
evidence you asked for.

Meet us at the business park, all
the food trucks are gonna be there.

Yo, Frankie Peepee.

We bring our truck back here to
Speedy Lube, you gonna cut us a deal?

Seeing as how it used to be
yours before you hit rock bottom.

Fine.

What is this? What is this?
What is going on?

Marlowe, hey! Shouldn't you
be taking it easy?

Yeah, but I had a killer
pregnancy craving

for Froot Loop quesadilla.

Ever since Carlton told me how full
of fat and sugar and salt they were,

I had to sneak out and get one.

Uh, Lassie's on his way
to meet us now. Yeah.

What?
Lassie is on his way...

Don't tell him I broke doctor's orders
and came down here for food truck food,

he hates food truck food!

Your secret's safe with us but
we're gonna have to hide you, okay?

Yeah, in the truck, come on.

Oh. Are you sure we can
trust her with our food?

Please, I can control myself.

Oh, I just peed a little.

Come on now.
There's napkins in there.

Are you out of your mind?

Hey, Shawn.
Dad, what are you doing here?

Look, I know I've been kind of acting
weird and I owe you an explanation,

and no more silly games, man
to man.

I appreciate that, but right
now we need you to

hide Lassie's pregnant wife...

Why? What?
She's in the truck, shh.

Hey, partner. Whoa,

is that your fake baby
strapped to a car seat?

Damn straight,
and you know what?

It only took me 45 minutes to
figure out how to install the thing.

I think I'm starting to
get the hang of this.

It's not supposed to be in the
front seat, or facing the front.

I'm sorry, have you spent
two hours in a parenting class?

Here's the plan. We're pretty
sure it's Vito. He's on the inside.

I just need you to stall him
with some questions

while I get a psychic reading and
we'll wrap this baby up. All right.

Hey, Vito!

You, uh...

Count this one.
All right.

Jake, I know you
told the health inspector...

I didn't sign up for murder.

No!

Kill anybody lately?

Oh, come on, man!
Oh, my God!

Who does that?
That's disgusting.

Weird, organic stuff.

What? What?

You guys better get in here,
Marlowe's water just broke.

What the hell's he talking
about? I have no idea.

Sorry, sweetie-kins.

Is that my wife and
unborn child in there?

No, no. Is that
my wife and unborn child in there?

No, let go.
Son of a...

Hold on, baby, I'm coming!

I'm coming, honey!

Ah! I think the greasy
food induced labor!

No, no, not like this! Carlton,
Carlton, we don't have time to waste.

The baby's almost here,
you better get started.

I don't know anything about
delivering a baby!

You delivered Chief Vick's baby!

I was in the room, it's not
like I caught the thing,

besides, that was eight
years ago. Okay, fine, I'll do it.

What? You're gonna
have to trust me.

No!

Okay, go, do it!

Hey, man, look at the bright side,
at least the truck is sanitary now.

Shawn,
would you stop screwing around?

I'm gonna need hot water
and lots and lots of towels.

How about warm soda
and five menus?

No, no, no,
I drank all the soda.

You have a problem, it's warm!

How fast can this thing go?

Now is not the time to be
trying to catch a criminal, Lassie.

I am not! I need to
get my wife to a hospital!

My baby's not gonna be born
in the back of a roach coach!

Right, right, I know
what to do, I got it!

Okay, okay, here we go.

I got it, I got it.

Oh, for God's sake, Guster!

I got it, Lassie, I got it,
I'll get you there, Lassie.

Okay, hold on, hold on. Oh, for
Pete's sake, I'll drive this thing!

Okay, okay, how can I help?

What? Oh, God.

I'm en route to the hospital,
I'm requesting a police escort.

Repeat, I am en route
to the hospital.

Hang on!

What the hell are you gonna do
with those? I don't know, they're fresh.

Shawn, put it down!

Contractions coming!

Don't worry twinkie
face! Here comes the police escort!

All right, Marlowe, it's all
right, just keep breathing.

Keep breathing, Marlowe, that's
it, just like that, keep breathing.

Shawn, listen, about what I
was trying to tell you before...

Dad, a National Geographic special's
playing out on the floor of our food truck,

I don't know if now's the time
for a man to man.

We're almost there, bunny face.

All right, hang in there.
I love you so much.

Look, Shawn, you've always
wanted to get out from under my roof,

you've been on your own forever,
you're always going to have Guster,

and now, now you've
got Juliet, but me...

Breathe!

Breathe, that's it.

Your mother's not coming home again,
that's something I should have accepted

a long time ago.
I almost died last year, man.

Breathe! You gotta
breathe, Marlowe.

I just think it's time for me to
try something new in my life.

I don't know, a new
relationship, a new job,

new surroundings,
I don't know, but,

I just thought, I'd start by selling the
house and see where that goes from there.

Marlowe, breathe.

Look, I should have told you this
before, I was just hoping that you'd...

Read between the lines.

You know I'm
no good at this kind of stuff.

What in the history of our
relationship makes you think I would

pick up on that
without you telling me?

I will cut one of you!

Now, you hang in there, bunny
face, all right, I've almost got you there.

All right?
I love you so much.

Just focus on our future, think
about us in our new house.

You go to hell!

Okeydoke!

Wait a minute, who did
you sell the house to?

Shawn, this really
isn't the time.

Did you, or did you not,
sell my room to Lassiter?

Yes, yes, yes, yes,
I did, I did it,

but he gave me 30,000 more
than I would have accepted.

Thirty-thousand dollars?

Yes, Shawn, I sold
the house, I'm moving on,

and it's time for you
to accept that.

Are you crying?
Yes,

but not because of you.

I think Marlowe's breaking all
the little tiny bones in my hand.

Listen, Pop, I think you deserve to be
happy every bit as much as Mom does, okay?

Shawn, Shawn.
No, I want you to be happy.

There, I said it, I...
Shawn, here it comes!

Okay, I'm here, I'm here, I'm...

Breathe, push, breathe,
push, push, push!

Hang in there,
bunny face, I'm almost there.

Move! Why would I do
that? Why would I do that?

Hey, baby, we made it!

Do whatever you have to do,
just keep that baby in you

till we get you
to a hospital room.

Carlton?

Carlton! Carlton!
What? What?

Congratulations.

That's your baby girl.

When did it...

That is sci-fi.

Oh, my God.
Look at how beautiful she is.

Gus! Gus, get up, man. Gus!

Uh, what happened?

Dude, get up, we have customers.

What the... SHAWN: Welcome to
the Mash & Grab. Let's fire up the grill.

Oh, baby, oh.

Look at how beautiful she is.

Surprisingly, Vito's truck got all the
way to Arizona before they nabbed him.

Who knew that thing
would top out at 120, eh?

You having another moment
over there or...

It does seem
kind of empty now, huh?

Yeah. It's still weirding
me out, too,

just thinking about Lassiter
and Marlowe under this roof.

They're totally going
to defile the sanctity of...

No!

They can have it.

It's fitting it's going to another
cop raising a new family.

I just hope their kid enjoys
this room as much as you did.

I don't. I hope she
enjoys it even more.

I hope they let her do all the
stuff that you didn't let me do,

like jump on the bed,
climb out the window.

I think maybe it's
time to let that go.

No, it's not.

What do you think of
that, Paparino, huh?

I rule!

That better not be
what I think it is, Shawn.

Shawn! What are you
doing up there?

Do not make me
come up there! Shawn!

I rule.
All right!

Shawn!

Gus, I've given
this some thought,

and I've decided that the food
truck business is too ruthless for us.

It sure is.

I have this little thing that I do
that always makes babies smile.

What are you doing? You're scaring
her, you lumbering pituitary giant.

Careful.
What's wrong with you?

Sorry.

Well, that happened.

All right, tiny baby girl, you are
gonna grow up in my old room.

So I figured you should
have one of my old toys.

Take good care of him for me.
No, slow down there, Spencer.

I admit, getting your father's old house
was fortuitous for me and the missus.

Especially since it didn't
have that old man smell yet.

But it being the house where you
metamorphosized was almost a deal breaker.

I don't want your heebie jeebies
affecting our little Lily Nora.

Oh, relax, Daddykins,
it's a sweet gesture.

Oh, look, look, she likes it.

It's her first smile.

Thank you, Spencer.
Don't mention it.

Mine!

Gus, that's rock bottom.
You gotta give that back, dude.

I'll get it.

I know, you know
That I'm not telling the truth

I know, you know
They just don't have any proof

Embrace the deception
Learn how to bend

Your worst inhibitions tend
to psych you out in the end

I know, you know