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What detectives found in that trunk

may have looked like hamburger,

but it wasn't even from a cow.

It's a body.

Everybody knows it's a body.

Nobody puts loose meat in the trunk.

Hey, Calvin.

We just wanted to stop in and see how you're feeling.

Ah, you know, I'm a little sore...

Oh, are you watching Murder On Trial?

I love this show. I bet you think it's the husband.

Of course it's the husband. It's always the husband.

Nope. It's the deacon.

I should've known

you couldn't trust no deacon in leather pants.

Mm-mm. All right.

Calvin, it's time you take a break

from this TV and start to take in

the wonders of nature.

Might I suggest bird-watching?

You may not.

I like my birds dead, breaded and with a biscuit.

Which you will not be having.

You heard what the doctor said.

You got to cut down on the sodium

while you're on these meds.

Oh, yeah, and sodium's in everything.

You know what? Let me go to the kitchen

and clear out all the salty snacks.

Go, go. Go, go. All right. Hey.

Thank you, Dave, but Calvin's got it.

He's gonna be eating leafy greens,

while I'm getting my hair done, and staying off that leg.

Right, Calvin?

Yes, babe.

All right. Take care, Calvin.

Yeah. If you need me, I'm just a phone call away.

Okay. All right.

Calvin, don't forget,

they're delivering our new towel warmer.

I know.

You have to sign for it.

Yes, you told me.

Do you have a pen?

Babe, I'm sure the deliveryman will have a pen.

Mm-mm. See, that's the kind of assumption

that will lead me to not getting my towel warmer.

Here's a black and a blue pen.

Okay.

Bye, sweetie.

Coming up after Murder On Trial,

it's Dead in Wyoming,

followed by an all-new Stabbed.

How can there be this much murder?

I mean, soon enough, there won't be anybody left alive

to watch these shows.

♪ Welcome to the block, welcome to the neighborhood ♪

♪ Welcome to the hood. ♪

Man, I can't believe I'm doing this stupid Dave idea.

Oh, look, a brown bird.

Oh, wow, a black bird.

Hey, man, what are you doing?

Either walk or run, pick one.

Well, hello.

Who's your new friend, Old Man Beasley?

Is that the walk of shame I'm seeing?

Mm-mm-mm.

Oh, look at you.

Picking up after your dog.

Now that's a good neighbor.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on!

Oh, hell no!

Don't be throwing your trash in my trash!

Daddy! Hell!

Hey, Pop, you hungry?

Hey, hey, Malcolm, you know that empty house across the street?

Well, last week, somebody moved in.

Okay.

Get this, they just had six bags of groceries

and three bags of ice delivered.

I think they're turning into one of those Airbnb party houses.

Because of some groceries?

No. Because they also got a karaoke machine.

Oh. Okay.

Uh, Pop, you are sounding like a Karen.

Karens be right sometimes.

Look, uh, I'm just saying, you're gonna be trying to sleep,

and all you're gonna hear is...

"Oh, my God, I can't find my shoes."

On the off chance you are hallucinating from hunger,

let's get some food in you, okay?

What do you feel like eating?

Oh, oh, oh, you know what?

I want that, uh, pulled pork sandwich

from the place on Cresthaven. Yeah.

No.

Come on.

I am under strict orders from Mama.

Healthy and low sodium.

Well, your mama's not here right now, all right?

Man... She's at the salon getting her hair done,

so she doesn't have a say.

But-but just in case,

stop at that salad place on the way home.

You want a salad, too?

No, I just want the bag.

Your mama might check the trash.

You know what I'm saying?

Here.

And pay cash for the sandwich.

Go on, now.

Yeah.

Calvin?

Oh, hey, babe.

I didn't order no sandwich.

No, I got an alert on my phone

saying they tried to deliver my towel warmer,

but nobody was home.

No, babe, I've been right here the whole time.

Well, I'm gonna request a redelivery.

Oh, I got to go, the purse guy is here.

Excuse me.

How much is that Gucci?

Tina, don't get that, it's fake!

Oh, bye.

Why you got your blinds closed?

What you trying to hide?

Dad, what are you doing?

I'm trying to figure out

why this degenerate across the street has his blinds closed.

He's probably one of those crazy people

who thinks he's being watched.

Exactly.

Dad, you asked me to come home right away

to help you with a computer problem.

Marty, I need you to find out

what's going on with that house across the street.

That's not a computer problem.

Son, there's nothing more important

than shutting down a party house.

Those things are popping up everywhere.

Causing parking problems, noise at all types of hours,

strangers coming and going, and all-night karaoke orgies.

I won't have that in my neighborhood.

It's situations like this that makes me want an HOA,

except I don't want to pay $45 a month

to have somebody tell me I can't have a purple door.

You don't have a purple door.

No, but I want the option.

Come on, Marty. Come on, you got to help me figure out

who owns that house across the street,

see if it's on a rental site.

You know, hey, check the dark web.

Daddy, all of that is on the regular web.

Okay, okay.

Hey, baby.

Calvin, the app says

that the package is out for redelivery.

Please don't miss it this time!

Are you in a helicopter?

I'm under the dryer!

Tina, it is some crazy stuff going on in our neighborhood.

Nefarious.

It's what?

Nefarious!

Who's Darius?

Why are we talking about Darius?

I don't know! You brought him up!

Look, I got to go, baby. Okay.

Hey, would you grab me some water?

I need to take my pills. Yeah, I got you.

Ooh, ooh, that's probably your mama's package.

G-Get the door for me. On it.

Stay right there! Okay.

Not you. Get the door.

Don't move.

Make up your mind!

Oh, damn it. He's gone.

You see what you did?

Actually, I don't.

Find anything yet, Marty? No.

I've checked Airbnb, VRBO, and karaoke-orgies-dot-com,

which... which does exist,

but you do not want to go there.

Well, keep looking, son.

The truth is out there.

All we got to do...

God, Dave!

Hey, neighbor.

Uh, found this in the front door.

Oh, thanks, Dave.

Damn delivery driver thinks he's Usain Bolt.

So, is there anything I can help you with?

Dave, you know what? I got a question for you.

How do you feel about living across the street

from an Airbnb party house?

Not good at all!

We got to nip this thing in the bud.

For the record, I'm not seeing a listing for that house.

Are you on the dark web?

Yeah, sure.

Good. Good.

Good, good. Now, Dave, make yourself useful

and go and get that guy's name.

O-Okay, well, how do I do that?

It's a piece of cake.

Just go through his mailbox.

Calvin, that's a federal crime.

Since when?

Since mail.

Okay. Well, Dave, I'm not telling you to commit a crime.

I'm just saying,

if you innocently walked past the mailbox

and accidentally rammed into it,

and the mail inadvertently fell out,

and you mistakenly shuffle through it,

and by happenstance saw the guy's name,

that's not on you.

That's on the inquisitive nature of universe.

Gemma, if I go down for this,

wait for me.

So, what's this guy done, anyway?

Oh, uh... Oh. Oh!

Brace yourself, Gemma.

He's purchased food and been nothing but quiet.

Hmm.

Oh, that's not good.

It's always the quiet ones.

Who's always the quiet ones?

The murderers.

Murderers?

Gemma, listen to yourself.

You've been watching those shows so long, you're seeing things.

Thank you.

Things the rest of us are missing.

Right?

Ah.

That mailbox just hit me.

Gosh!

Forget it.

Dave!

You okay, man?

Yeah, no, I'm great. I was just

trying to pay our new neighbor a visit.

What's his name, again? I'm so terrible with names.

Save me the embarrassment. Uh...

Huey? Dewey? Louie?

It's on the tip of my tongue.

It's on the... It's on the tip of my tongue.

Well, when someone says that,

you're supposed to give me the name.

I don't know.

Hey, have you ever actually met this guy?

I'm not answering that without a lawyer present.

Okay, look, Randall, I just need this guy's name.

I'm trying to save this neighborhood.

All right, Dave.

You know I'm not supposed to let you look at the mail,

but you are the only person on this entire route

that tips me for Christmas.

You buy me birthday cards. Well...

And, uh, you were there for me in my dark times.

Look at it.

Thanks, Randall.

And you know what? Don't worry about it.

She's gonna come back.

She ain't. She, uh,

she married a FedEx guy, and, uh...

I can't compete with that.

All right. Here you go, Pop, lunch.

Aw, that's what I'm talking about.

It's been a full day of solving crimes.

I am starving.

Ooh, did you see the 48 Hours

about the quiet neighbor, but it turned out

he fed his wife to piranhas?

Where'd they get the piranhas?

I think you can just get piranhas.

Calvin!

Uh, Malcolm,

there's bread on this salad.

Really? The fake bag trick?

I was bullied, Mama.

I know, baby, I know.

Look, babe, in my defense, you're not supposed to be here.

Since when do you get your hair done

in less than eight hours?

Well, it was a slow gossip week, you know?

Nobody got cheated on, nobody got fat.

Everybody's thriving.

Okay, I got the guy's name.

I feel so dirty about it.

But also exhilarated.

I don't know how to feel.

Is this a gateway crime? Am I becoming a career criminal

like my father? Am I okay with that?

Dave, just... just tell us the name.

His name is Simon Throckmorton.

I knew it!

You did?

Well, not that name specifically.

I just knew he had a name.

What? Wait a minute, what is going on here?

Babe, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it for you.

We got a murderer living across the street.

What?

- All the signs are there. - Yeah.

Like what? Like, there are no signs,

which is the biggest sign.

Okay, no, no, no. Y'all are tripping.

Y'all been cooped up watching these murder shows.

Y'all are losing your damn minds.

Yeah, I agree, Mama.

You two watch so much true crime

you see murder everywhere. Ooh!

Calvin, did you see the second season

of Murder Everywhere?

It's self-contained.

You don't have to watch season one.

Wait, what... Wait a minute.

You just can't go around accusing people

when they've done nothing wrong.

Actually...

Ooh, ooh, the dark web. What you got?

That name Dave found, Simon Throckmorton?

It's a weird name so I searched it on Facebook,

Linked In, Instagram.

All of his profiles were created last Thursday.

The day he moved in.

Yeah. That's not even the weird part.

The weirdest part is no friends, no posts.

Not even a profile picture.

I knew it.

I knew that guy was suspect. All right, well,

how do we find out who this guy really is?

The dumpster.

He's been tossing his crap in my dumpster.

Maybe there's something in there

that'll let us know who he really is.

Can you dig through another man's trash?

Hey, once it's in my dumpster, it's my trash.

Okay, I'll go out there and dig around.

All right. All right.

Dave, are you really gonna let your wife

dig through a filthy dumpster?

Oh, well, I don't know. You seemed so excited about it.

Dave!

All right. Malcolm, you want to come?

Uh, yeah. Hell no.

Is he putting on hand sanitizer

before he goes in the dumpster? Yeah.

There's Throckmorton.

Boy, he looks familiar.

Maybe because y'all been staring at him all day.

Oh, my God.

I know where I know him from.

It was on that 48 Hours

about the mob murder in Kansas City.

Oh, you know what, I saw that one, too.

Throckmorton is actually

Salvatore "Big Sal" Molisani. Yes! Yes!

Isn't that name a bit of a stereotype?

I didn't name him, Marty.

But that guy is a button man for the mob. Mm-hmm.

What's he doing with that rug?

Uh-oh. MARTY: I don't know, There's something in it.

Oh, snap, you guys might be right.

There's something heavy in there.

Mm-hmm. And it ain't a standing, oscillating fan,

I can tell you that much.

No, that's a corpse.

And he's gonna throw it in my dumpster.

But Dave's in the dumpster.

Ooh.

Hello? Dave, you gotta get out of there.

Gemma, I can't right now.

Some maniac threw batteries away.

You know, that's hazardous waste.

Dave, forget the batteries.

I won't do it, Gemma.

This is the only planet we've got.

Dave, you are in real danger.

Oh, I know. I also just touched raw chicken.

Hey! Occupied!

What the hell?

Dave, run!

Oh!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm throwing trash in a dumpster.

Why are you in there?

Hey, man, don't try to put this on me.

Dave, get in here!

Have a seat.

What the hell?

I'm gonna call 911. Lock the door.

Do not let Molisani in.

Who's Molisani? Big Sal.

Who's Big Sal? Throckmorton.

Somebody tell me what's going on here!

They have all lost their minds,

and my towel warmer is God knows where.

Uh, 911? We're at 1170 Evergreen Drive.

There is a murderer outside.

Oh, and we got white people here.

Scream, Gemma.

See?

They sure come fast when you say "white folks."

It's not the police, it's the delivery guy.

No, no! Don't do it baby. Don't.

Finally. Okay. Thank you so much.

All right. I'm gonna plug this bad boy in

and warm some towels.

Who are you people, and what are you doing?

Who are we? We live here.

Who the hell are you?

Okay, now, Tina, Tina, back away.

We've called 911, and they know there's white people here.

Don't try anything.

I have pepper spray in my purse next door!

And I have raw chicken literally all over my hands right now,

so come get some.

I don't know what's going on here,

but you better get your ass out my house.

Baby, get back.

Big Sal's gonna kill us. What?

With this?

I'm having a panic attack.

Why are you calling me Big Sal?

Oh, we saw you on 48 Hours.

We know you're a mob hit man.

And we don't say that about all Italian-Americans.

We know the vast majority are upstanding citizens.

You idiots! I'm not Salvatore Molisani.

I'm the one who testified against him.

Oh, you're...

Giuseppe Zabarino.

So you're not a murderer? No.

Okay. Well, then, why did you change your name?

So I don't get killed.

I'm in a program

that protects

you know, witnesses.

Oh...

The Witness Protection Program?

We're not supposed to say it, but yes.

I've been setting up so my family can join me.

So that house is not even a party house?

No. It's a safe house.

Well, it was a safe house.

Ooh, that's our bad.

Now I gotta move my family again.

We all gotta get new fake names.

Oh, my kid, he just learned to spell Throckmorton.

I mean, it's kinda spelled like it sounds.

Gosh, I-I feel terrible.

You know, send me your new address.

We'll send you a plant or something.

You have no idea how Witness Protection works.

You know, Gemma, I think we've learned something.

Stop watching those murder shows

and stay out of people's business?

No.

To always listen to our guts.

We knew there was something up over there.

Yeah, we just prevented a known associate of the mob

from moving onto our street.

Hey, way to go, partner.

Keeping our neighborhood safe.

Pasadena police. We had a report

of a white woman screaming.

Yeah, that-that would be me.

It-it was a false alarm.

I thought I saw a spider.

Blondes.

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