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This is the best detective show ever.

-For real! -Right.

Detective Dre can solve any crime.

I don't know, Charlie.

This might be the first mystery he can't solve.

I think you're right.

It's obvious it was the daughter-in-law.

It's always the daughter-in-law.

You're all wrong. It was the mannequin.

No.

The criminal pretended to be a mannequin

and waited for everyone to leave.

What? Come on, that doesn't even sound right.

[shushing] He's about to tell us.

[Detective Dre] Which only leaves one possible suspect.

It was the mannequin!

-What? -Told you.

Charlie, you figured it out?

I bet you, if you wanted to,

you could be a great detective one day.

I could. Couldn't I?

If you two were cartoon characters,

we'd be able to see the wavy stink lines coming off of you.

Blame Dylan.

He said he wanted to go thrifting after school today

and invited us.

How does that explain the smell?

Well, Dylan should've been clearer

and said we were going scavenging

through the local dump for speaker parts.

Yeah, I knew about that part.

[indistinct]

-You did? -[Booder] Mm-hmm.

Booder asked me to build him some speakers.

So I had to go find parts from old ones at the dump.

Yeah, what I didn't know was that Dylan was gonna make us

get all the speaker parts for his own speakers.

That's on you for being so trusting.

Why do you need speakers?

Oh, because my fire beats

blew out the woofers in my old pair.

I was asking Booder.

I created a...

I created a magic club at school

and we're having our first event tomorrow.

But tomorrow's Saturday.

I know. Cool, right?

Anyway, the school speakers makes everyone sound

like a robot.

Well, because you knew and didn't tell me,

now I'm mad at you too.

What I didn't know was that Dylan

was gonna make us do all the scavenging

while he sat there, reading his silly little book.

Excuse you?

This isn't some silly book.

It's a book about how well-known hip-hop labels

got started and grew.

Yeah, I don't know that we should be

discouraging Dylan from reading books.

Yeah, seems like a good thing.

Yeah, don't... [wheezing]

But it's not only a good thing.

It's great.

I'm trying to figure out how heads of labels think

so I can start giving them what they want

and finally get signed.

Did you hear back from your cousin

that has his own label?

Yes, I did.

And he turned me down too.

What good is having family with connections

if they don't connect you.

Rebecca, what is that in your hand?

I found this old lockbox.

I can't wait to see what's inside.

Well, I can't wait till you all take showers.

I'll come back tomorrow.

And if anyone wants to come with me

and support the magic club,

I'd love to have you.

That's gonna be a no for me.

Yeah, me too, Booder.

I'm not interested in coming to school on a Saturday,

or, as I call it, not a school day.

Your loss.

Oh, what about you, Charlie?

You used to dabble in the magical arts.

That was last year.

I'm more interested in the art of detecting

over the art of disappearing.

Suit yourself.

Well, I best be off.

Pooh!

I think I poofed too much.

* From The Chi down in ATL Family living well *

* Uncle Myles ain't understand my style *

* Had to show and tell

* Auntie Yas said I'm good at math *

* I should never fail

* Cousin Beth, yeah she a stepper *

* Charlie rolling with the kid

* Yeah, Ah Who *

* You Gonna Love Young Dylan

* Yeah, Ah Who *

* Who Gonna Love Young Dylan

* Yeah, Ah Who *

* Who Gonna Love Young Dylan

* Yeah, Ah Who *

* You Gonna Love Young Dylan

* Yeah, Ah Who *

* Who Gonna Love Young Dylan

* Yeah, Ah Who *

* You Gonna Love Young Dylan

[music]

I see a fingerprint.

There's another one on this glass.

Plus lip imprints.

I think the culprit is the dishwasher.

Yes, Charlie, yes, the dishwasher is wonky.

Now can you please stop pointing it out

before somebody wants new appliances?

It's all I have until I can find a real mystery to solve.

Oh, any luck opening that lockbox?

Not at all. I've been trying all day

and even used some of your tools.

-Thanks, by the way. -Oh, yeah.

Don't mention it.

Uh, didn't this used to be straight.

[thumping music]

Earthquake! Take cover! Take cover! Take cover!

Stay calm! Don't panic!

Wait, we don't get earthquakes in Atlanta.

[rattling]

It's coming from the garage.

[All] Dylan.

I'll go tell him to turn it down.

[thumping music]

* I'm a genius

Turn down the music!

What?

I said turn off the music!

I can't hear a word you're saying.

I said turn it off!

Why are you screaming?

You're gonna scare the neighbors.

Why'd you build such massive speakers for Booder?

Those baby speakers are for Booder's magic club.

So you did build two sets of speakers.

Yeah. In my book, I've been reading about hip-hop labels.

I read producers saying that it was all about

their speakers and getting the loudest sound they could.

So I'm gonna give the labels the loudest sound I can.

Yeah, well, good luck with that.

Hey, have you seen any of Dad's tools in here?

I need something to smash open this lockbox.

Nope. Haven't seen anything.

[music blaring]

Stop!

I have an idea.

Help me move the other speaker closer to the lockbox.

Why?

Just do it.

Now turn on the music and don't hold back.

When it comes to my beats, I never hold back.

[music blaring]

It worked.

Look at all that money!

And it's mine, all mine.

Hey, no way. My music helped.

So that's half my money.

-Okay. -[Dylan] Yes.

Wait.

We can't split the money.

So you want me to have it all? Cool.

No. We have to tell mom and dad about it first.

Fine.

All right. Let's go.

-Ow. -Okay.

Okay, you two. Uh, let me get this straight.

So the money was just sitting in a lockbox?

-Yeah. -Ow.

How'd you get the box open?

You know, I gave it a little beatdown.

So can we keep it?

Yeah, slow your roll, okay?

I think you two have a moral obligation

to try to locate the owner of the lockbox.

Agreed. That poor person

is probably worried sick over losing all this money.

Why do we always have to do the right thing in this house?

Dylan, if you lost something valuable,

you would want someone to return it to you, right?

Yeah, I guess so.

Okay, all right, I'll tell you what.

If no one claims the money, then you two can keep it.

-Yes. -Yes.

Ah, minus some money we set aside for savings.

And minus I let you live here for free

your whole entire lives, so...

That sounds fair.

We'll do it.

Well, if I were you two,

I wouldn't get too attached to that money

'cause I'm taking over this investigation

and I'm gonna do everything I can

to reunite the lockbox with the person who lost it.

Yeah, thanks a lot, Charlie.

No thanks needed.

Just doing my detective duty.

I'll start by spreading the word with fliers and the Internet.

Ooh.

Okay. In the meantime,

I'm gonna put this money somewhere safe.

Oh, no, I got it, Unc.

-You sure? -Yeah.

I know the perfect hiding spot.

Whoo, they drink a lot of water.

[Myles] Hey, hey, okay, all right.

Back it up, back it up.

Now, look, we gonna get to each and every one of you.

Just give us some time.

What's going on?

I got the word out.

People showed up to claim that the lockbox is theirs.

-How many people? -I stopped counting.

A line goes down the block.

As the lead and only detective on this case,

I'm going to question each and every one of them.

What happens if you accidentally give the money

to the wrong person?

This might be my first official case,

but assure you I'll get to the truth,

just like Detective Dre,

just like I found out Dad hides his vegetables

in his pockets during dinner.

I knew you were eating them really fast.

Yeah, I think we should start letting people in

so that we not doing this all day.

How's it going?

Don't worry. No one even knows how much is even in the lockbox.

Charlie.

Now this rando knows there was money in the lockbox?

Oops.

Just a little nervous for my first case.

I'll fix this.

Forget all about the money they found at the dump.

And now he knows where we found it.

We better go check on the money.

It's way too many people sniffing around.

Good idea. Where'd you hide it?

Being the genius that I am,

I hid the money someplace no one would ever look.

Follow me.

Please tell me you did not put the money

in those giant speakers.

I won't say it!

I'll just keep screaming instead

because I did put it in those speakers

and the speakers are gone!

We been robbed!

Don't worry Dylan! Aunty Yaz will get the spider.

It's not a spider. It's worse.

The speaker that I hid the money in is gone.

They're both gone.

Some despicable lowlife stole it!

Well, that despicable lowlife was me.

Momma Yaz?

You stole from family?

I didn't steal it.

I thought those were the speakers

you built for Booder's magic club event.

I gave them to him when he came by this morning.

By the way, it was 5:30 am.

You need to tell your friends not to come over so early.

Why would you think my giant speakers

were for a magic show?

He's performing in a school classroom,

not Madison Square Garden.

Dylan, mistakes were made.

Booder's phone went straight to voice mail.

And I couldn't leave a message 'cause the mailbox is full.

Please stop shaking me.

We need to get down to that magic show

and get the speakers before someone else steals it.

Again, I didn't steal it.

[Children] Whoa.

Wow. Booder's magic club slaps.

Yeah, real rap.

[Rebecca] And there's your speakers.

And there's Booder. Let's go.

Wait, we can't just barge in in the middle of the show.

We have to get his attention. Something subtle.

Okay.

[cawing loudly]

Oh, real subtle.

Everyone, keep watching. Enjoy the show.

I'm so happy you changed your mind

and decided to support the magic club.

No, our minds are still the same.

We're just here because my Auntie Yaz

gave you the wrong speakers.

These are for your show.

-Sorry for the mixup. -[Rebecca] Don't worry.

We'll just switch out the speakers

and be on our way.

Oh, sorry, the show's already started.

Plus, I told Eugene he could use the speakers

for a birthday party.

But we need the speakers now.

I'll make you a deal.

Two of my assistants quit.

So if you take their places and do a good job,

I'll call a brief intermission during my act

and let you switch the speakers.

-We don't have time for... -We'll do it.

Well, I think that's everyone.

-[Yasmine] Hey! -Ooh, ooh, sorry, baby.

After dealing with all these people today,

I learned some important lessons.

Yeah, what's that?

People drink a lot of water and there are a lot of liars.

I just wish I found the person who owns the lockbox.

I really thought I was good at this,

but I'm no Detective Dre 'cause he always solves the case.

You have nothing to be ashamed of.

Thanks to your good detective work,

the money didn't go to the wrong person.

So does that mean Dylan and Rebecca can keep the money?

I'd say they can keep it, you know?

Since interviews are over and there's no one else,

I mean, but that is if they even found it.

Then this case is closed.

I'm officially retiring.

The detective racket is a young man's game.

You're only 12.

Yup. My best years are behind me.

[Woman] Hello.

-Hi, my name is Grace. -Hi.

I believe you found my lockbox.

Looks like I just unretired. This case is still open!

Thank you.

For my next trick,

I am going to saw my assistant Dylan in half!

You gonna do what now?

Come on up. Come on.

[Rebecca] Get the money.

Uh, maybe you should use Rebecca instead.

Uh, no. I'm good.

Get in.

Assistant, the saw, please.

Booder, are you sure you wanna do this?

Oh, most definitely.

Another one!

I never been torn in half before.

I can't feel my toes!

Put me back together.

And now, for my big finale,

I'm going to make Rebecca disappear!

You gonna do what now?

Come on, step down.

With just one wave of my magic cloak,

Rebecca will be banished into a realm far from here!

Can't we talk about... Ooh.

Hey, Rebecca's gone.

And so is my speaker.

Sorry, magic can be unstable.

Well, bring her back.

I was talking about my speaker.

Sorry, but that thing is somewhere out in the void.

I'm afraid it's gone forever!

Kazam!

And that concludes the show.

Whoa, look at all those kids signing up.

Thanks to you, my magic club is a huge hit!

Good for you, but what about our money?

Oh, you mean this money?

I thought it was gone forever.

I found the money and I put it in a safe place.

And since I knew you'd come looking for it,

I figured I'd get you to be my assistants

just like you tricked my help at the dump.

It doesn't feel good, does it?

I just have one question.

Where's my speaker that disappeared?

[scoffing] Oh, that thing?

That thing, it could be anywhere.

I was serious when I said magic

is unstable.

Wow, I'm so glad we found the money.

Yeah, me too.

Although, thanks to Booder,

I still can't feel my toes.

You must be Dylan and Rebecca,

my two little heroes.

Who are you?

This is Grace.

She's the rightful owner of the lockbox.

Charlie, are you sure?

Yeah, 'cause she look a little suspicious.

Guys, she knew the color, the make,

and she had the key to the lockbox.

It's all true.

You see, I was fixing up one of my spare rooms

to turn it into a dojo...

I'm sorry. Dojo? That's a good one.

I have a black belt in Brazilian jujitsu.

If I wanted, I could twist you into a pretzel, dear.

Okay.

Continue.

As I was saying,

when I cleared the room out,

I must've placed the lockbox

on the pile of things to be thrown out.

Thank goodness you found it.

Well, easy come, not so easy go.

To show you how thankful I am

for you doing the right thing most people wouldn't have,

I want to give you something.

Woah.

This is a lot of money.

-Thanks. -Yeah, thank you.

You deserve it.

Well, I better get going.

Let me just walk you out.

Another mystery solved.

Time to kick my feet up

and enjoy an ice-cold apple juice.

I can't believe I'm gonna ask this,

but we can keep this, right?

-Yeah. Yes, you can. -Yes!

And, later, we will discuss how to use the money wisely.

Not just on video games and makeup.

So what are you gonna do with your half?

I don't know. I just wanna be smart with it.

I feel you.

That book I been reading has got me thinking.

That doesn't happen often.

Hope you didn't hurt yourself.

Ha-ha, but, seriously,

why don't we put our money together

and start an independent hip-hop label?

-Are you serious? -Yeah.

The book said that Def Jam Records

started with only $500.

And this is way more than that.

Plus, we already have a studio in the garage.

Owning a lable is a huge responsibility.

Yeah, you're always talking about being a she-boss.

So here's your shot.

You'll be in charge of the business stuff

and I'll take care of the creative.

I like the sound of that.

This could be my first steps to becoming a Fortune 500 CEO.

So are we partners?

Partners.

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