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I gotta tell you, life is good when you're a sponsored skater. I mean, how
it not be? The right skateboard company pays us to skate.
Not much, but it keeps us loose and relaxed.
But here at home, it's a different
story. Life stinks.
Because of my sister, Ginger Falcone.
The name calling the insults, the pranks. She's ruthless.
Last night, she put this raw turkey in my pillow.
Mean, right? Plus, she stuffed it with my new hoodie.
So I talked it over with my associate, and we came to a drastic decision.
Yeah. Yes, it's drastic.
It is drastacular.
All right?
Drascalicious. It's the bus.
I'm home!
What's going on here?
Nothing, just reading magazines.
Oh, yeah!
Lufa with son!
You call that a prank?
Actually, I call it a farewell gift.
Wait, what?
You heard me. I'm moving out.
You got a little...
Wait, don't tell me. Dude, you won't believe what happened. Yes, no, maybe.
Don't forget that I'm a genius. Are you crazy? Someone should be listening to
us. Wait, don't tell me. Not again.
Would you just calm down? Is there a problem?
Let's get a pizza.
This is what life's like. Nothing ever happens. Calm down.
It's only Tuesday.
We'll get a pizza.
And hope that no one overheard us talking. Calm down. Because I'm a
It's only Thursday.
And by tomorrow, we'll have everything just fine.
is going to be great.
You're moving out?
That's right.
Yeah. Dianara, baby.
Okay, pal. Fine.
But remember, you can run and you can't hide.
It says I'm hiding. I'm moving into the garage.
The garage?
If you touch any of my stuff out there, I will end you.
Great.
This is it. Your new bedroom.
Bro, you have got to think big.
Okay? Like, like, hot tub.
Bowling alley?
Petting zoo?
Well, if I'll be honest with you, I'm a little bit more worried about where I'm
going to put my bed.
Oh, calm down, bro. Right there between the barbecue and leaky gas?
We're going to need some help.
And I know just who to call.
Who?
I have a fantastic eye, which I inherited from my dear stepmother, who
Gilroy's finest designer.
Unfortunately, she lost her eye.
Literally, her glass eye. She thinks she left it in a motel bathroom.
Whatever, I just want to have the coolest crib in town. Can you help?
Sure, okay.
Now, do you want a place that's bright and splashy that says, Hello there, I'm
Zeke and I am fun. Or more, hey, I'm Zeke, I'm edgy and watch late night
Do I know you?
Luther, it's me.
Holly Glover?
Yeah.
We went to kindergarten together.
You moved, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I was living with my dad, but I was too much to handle.
So I'm back.
Best friend.
Woo!
So I still have that earthworm farm.
The worms are on it, but the farm's fine.
We could play around with that, then have a sleepover, yeah?
Right.
Tonight I'm going to a symphony.
I could be down with that.
Two tickets.
You know, me and my mom.
I gotta go.
Deluxe closet here, breakfast nook there. How do you feel about nooks? Are
nook guy?
The point here is, Oz, that I want my garage to be a little bit more livable.
That's all.
Hey, Blue Eyes.
Notice anything new?
Not now, Grubner. I'm busy.
Of course.
I got them just for you.
What do you think?
Yeah, great. You really, you pull them off great. I respectfully disagree. I
think you look ridiculous.
What are these?
Blueprint? Are you getting your own plate? No, no, no. They're nothing.
nothing, Grubner. Let's go. Let's go.
Mr. Zeke?
permission to rip a hole in the back wall of your garage what for a window
better i
guess
i was like best friends with this guy named polly in kindergarten i don't know
it was just weird seeing him Dude, I think you got yourself a man fan.
A man fan?
No.
Luther.
You said you were going to the symphony.
I looked it up.
In the arts and leisure section.
Gilroy doesn't have a symphony.
But they do have an oompa band that's performing at 7 .30.
I'll go get some tickets.
No. What's going on out here?
Relax, Ginger. We're just clearing some stuff out of the garage.
Well, where are my ten expensive cases of Junior Scout chocolate?
Relax. Go for breath. I took all your stupid chocolates and the rest of your
junk and I put them all over there.
In the blazing hot sun.
I've seen Ginger mad over the years, but I've never seen her like this.
Actual smoke coming out of her nostrils.
Your new man cave is complete!
Now, it's not done done, but it's livable. Won't you be honest with me
mini blinds and the area rug? It makes me shiver.
Behold!
Beholding!
Medic! Tech support!
Look at that.
Oh, Aud, you've been sweet.
Yoo -hoo.
Oh, this is so romantic.
Our very first love nest.
Okay, Lisa, nothing to see here.
I want to make it as cozy as possible, so I brought knick -knacks.
Mood candle.
Love pillow.
A picture of somebody special.
Bro, Grubner is out of control. You gotta drop the hammer on her. At least
not going to an oompa band with my man fans. Look, I'm never gonna see that kid
again, okay?
And when the garage door is down, you can brighten up the room with a lick of
the wrist.
Luther, I got the tickets.
And we don't need to buy snacks.
I got olives.
I think there's man fans in full creeper mode, and I can't deal with Lisa
Grubner, so here's what we've decided to do.
I'm going to have a little talk with Mr. Pauly Glover. Now I'm going to set
Grubner straight.
Be nice about it. Just tell her what's up.
I will. Come on. You know I'm Mr.
Nicey Nice.
You're freaky.
You're weird. You smell. You're short. You're disgusting in every way, okay?
Dogs don't like you. Cats think you're strange.
Hey, people have never met you. They don't want to meet you. And your boots
stupid.
What are you getting at, Waffle?
Well, I'm just passing along what Zeke told me.
You think that my boots are stupid?
Yeah.
Look, Ratner, Zeke's not your boyfriend, okay? He never was, and he never will
be. Fine.
But if I can't have him, no one will.
Hey, Haas, what's going on?
Looking for pine cones.
Okay, we haven't been formally introduced. I'm Zeke, Luther's friend.
Friend? You don't know Luther like I do. You don't know that his favorite letter
is LMNOP, or that his favorite army man is this guy.
Look, dude, I'm just here to tell you that I'm Luther's best friend.
Why?
Gilroy's a big town. Just make some new friends.
Because as long as I'm around, Luther doesn't need a best friend.
So if you weren't around, I'd have Luther all to myself?
Right. But here I am, live and kicking.
Good time.
I think I went really well with Polly today.
Yeah?
Thanks for doing that, bro. And trust me, you'll have no problems with
I let her down nice and easy.
So, first night in your new place, how do you feel, sir?
Like my life's getting a whole lot better.
Yeah?
Well, good night.
I'll teach him to recognize.
I'll teach him to break my heart.
I'll teach him to steal my friend.
Help!
Help! Help! Help!
Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help!
Help! Help!
Help!
Bro? Have you seen your brother?
Sorry.
Why are you in such a good mood?
Was it that obvious?
Look, I watch detective shows all the time, okay? So I knew immediately that
something was wrong. All right? Real wrong. Zeke?
He doesn't go anywhere without his skateboard.
Don't freak out, man. Just relax. Don't freak out. Man, you're freaking out!
We just gotta man up and take charge.
That's an interesting development.
Look, I'm in no mood right now, okay, Polly? My best bro is missing. Right.
And he's not around.
Wanna go to the mall?
Try on a shirt?
Saved you an olive.
Wevner, what are you doing?
What does it look like I'm doing?
I've erased Zeke from my life.
Ladies and gentlemen, what I want from you is a full -on search for zinc, okay?
We're going to check every gas station, warehouse, farmhouse, doghouse. Monica,
what is it?
Your zipper is down.
What?
Hey,
you guys having a party without me?
It was 9 .30.
I just laid down to go to bed when I heard whistling. Yeah.
So, um, I sat up.
Boom, it was lights out for me. And the next thing I know, I'm swimming to shore
with a full beard.
Isn't it weird how when anyone gets lost at sea, they get a beard?
Yeah, and I was only gone for a day. I mean, who would do this to me?
Bro, I've got this all figured out.
Okay? There's three suspects.
Three people with a motive.
You know, it's time justice was served.
Let's lose the chops and then we'll serve up justice.
Okay, cool.
Now, one of you three tried to cause permanent bodily harm.
Mr. Zeke Balcony.
Which is not cool.
Not cool.
Not cool!
Okay, we're not going to leave this room until we find out who did it.
You're barking up the wrong tree, Sherlock.
This is my show, sweetheart, okay? You'll get your say, but for right now,
Lisa, Lisa.
Lisa, Lisa, Lisa.
Lisa, Lisa, Lisa.
You've been on an emotional rollercoaster for the past couple days,
Yeah.
You okay?
You feel better?
Want me to get you a cup of tea?
That'd be nice.
We don't have any stinking teeth. This is a crime scene.
Okay, exhibit A.
Rebner, Zeke Valconi. When I said he wasn't interested, you said, well, if
can't have him, no one can. That's some harsh words, lady. I never hurt him.
Okay. Well, then where were you last night at 9 .38?
Okay.
After what you said to me, I was determined to forget Zeke once and for
If I couldn't have my Zeke... Pickle, I didn't care who took his place.
Your day just got a whole lot better.
Wanna dance?
What about you?
Oh, I know how it works.
Something goes wrong, blame the creepy kid.
Story of my life.
Maybe so. But after I told you that Luther and I were best friends, you kind
wigged out. Bro, this is sort of my investigation.
It's all right, bro. It's all good.
What about this, huh?
Seagull poop.
And it's fresh.
That puts your boots at the pier last night.
And you know Zeke was thrown off the pier last night.
Coincidence much, huh?
You tell me.
Okay, I was down at the pier.
But it's not what you think.
I was collecting shells.
Do you really expect us to believe that?
It's true.
I was making you a friendship necklace.
Right, right.
Why don't you show all of us this so -called friendship necklace? You're
it.
I snuck into your room when you were sleeping last night.
So, I guess that just leaves one person.
I guess Ginger finally snapped.
I can't say I was surprised, but I never thought she'd throw me off of the pier.
And what made it even more pathetic was that Ginger denied the whole thing. She
said she spent the evening making me a housewarming gift.
You made this.
I didn't make it exactly, but I sanded it and painted it.
Necklaces, rockers.
People are getting pretty crafty around here.
So that's what I was doing last night, okay?
Now everyone out of my room. Hold it.
Something smells rotten.
Look, I was just making a gift for my brother.
Oh, yeah?
Well, the only time you'd make a gift for your brother is if it was booby
-trapped.
And this is clearly not booby trap.
Ouchie.
I'm
scared.
What do we do?
On the count of three, we're going.
Gosh, he's really cool.
Yeah, that's why he's my best bro.
Why?
Brave.
Hi.
It was you all along?
It finally dawned on me what had happened.
Ozzy always hated the rug you put in my place, so he came back to replace it.
I guess he was in such a hurry, he didn't realize I was rolled up in the
Which he hated so much, he never wanted to see it again.
Hope it was worth the $80 fine he got nailed with when the authorities fished
from the ocean.
So I guess it takes solving a mystery to get everyone into the party mood.
Yep. And we have a cool place to throw it. Now we just gotta fine -tune the
clip.
Get your fingers out of the olive.
What the heck is this?
Hey, Minnie Munch.
How you doing?
Welcome, Zeke.
Hello. Hello, Ginger.
Access not. What?
Feed it, runcicle.
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