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[theme music playing]

[Marquess] Ugh! Here's another one.

[scoffs] I found a whole bunch over here.

What random dog is pooping in our yard?

Maybe, that's today's mystery.

Or maybe, that's just a Yung-Marquess mystery.

Huh? Give the rest of the team the day off?

But how is a dog even getting in here?

The gate's always closed.

Hmm, I mean, I guess a cat could get back here.

No, no. These are way too big.

Hey, team!

Oh, you don't have to pick up my poop.

-What? -Oh, my God!

-Oh, gross! -Ugh!

You just shit in the yard?

Well, I don't have a toilet in the coop,

and you guys lock the back door at night.

Deezy! Oh, Deezy! I need to tell you something.

What is it, Mike?

I think you better sit down for this.

Oh, Lord!

I don't know how to tell you this, man!

It's bad. It's really bad.

Oh, God! Just say it, Mike. Rip the Band-Aid.

Your brother's dead, Deezy.

[Deezy gasps] Leonard?

My... My brother, Leonard?

Big Len?

Oh, no!

No! Not Big L!

[Mike] I am so sorry, Deezy.

-[Yung] Oh, so sad. -[Marquess] Oh, Deezy. That's terrible.

Truly. And what's worse,

it appears that you have taken this news

while sitting in a pile of your own excrement.

Condolences.

[car horn honking]

Thanks, everyone.

Your support means the world to me.

I'll call you when I get to St. Louis.

I don't know how long I'll be gone.

-I mean, I guess I got to make all the arrangements-- -Okay. Bye-bye, Deezy.

[cars honking]

Ah...

Such a tragedy.

Do you know how he died?

Yeah, I know how he died.

[chuckles]

-He didn't die! -What?

It's an April Fools' joke.

Michael, that is terrible!

And it's June 7th!

Yeah, but everybody expects it on April 1st.

In June, no one sees it coming.

[Pigeon laughing] That is really funny, Mike.

Pigeon knows.

Aw, man! How about when Deezy told us

about how he couldn't afford the plane ticket,

so he had to use up all his points

that he was saving up for a vacation?

I almost started laughing, man!

I almost gave it all away.

Oh, again, really funny, Mike.

Classic!

[cell phone vibrating]

Aren't you gonna answer it?

I don't know who it is.

It says right there. It's your lawyer.

I don't take my eyes off the roa... Oh, look. A new Chick-fil-A.

We're not supposed to eat there though, right? Because of Marquess.

-Damn, I wanna eat there. -[tires screeching]

-[Yung] Uh... -[Marquess] Michael, you're on the wrong side of the road!

-[tires screeching] -[car horns honking]

Whoops! Oh, look. My lawyer's calling.

Hello, you've reached the Mike Tyson Mystery Team.

If you'd like to speak to Mike, press one.

[phone beeps]

Hey, it's Mike. I was just goofin',

you know how it goes, April Fools'.

What's up, Harold. We settle that manslaughter case?

No, Mike. That's still pending.

And it's not looking great.

I'm actually calling because I need your help.

I've got a bit of a mystery on my hands.

Could you, uh, swing by my office?

You got it, Harold. I'll be right there.

Just got to make a quick stop at the Chick-fil-A.

-[tires screeching] -[Marquess and Yung screaming]

Thanks for coming, Mike.

Harold, good to see you, man.

Hey, have you put on weight

and gotten older?

Well, maybe a little.

But I thought the reason that we all agreed to be in this cartoon

is that we'll never grow old,

and that we can eat whatever the [bleep] we want and never get fat.

I just ate 77 chicken sandwiches,

but you would never know by looking at me.

Can I get anyone anything to drink?

Oh, I... I would love coffee.

Um, I'll have a water.

I'll just have an acai berry protein shake. Thank you.

[door closing]

Betsy's been my secretary for almost 20 years.

She's the reason I've called you here.

I think, she's been stealing from me.

What? That sweet woman?

I know. I trust her with everything.

She does the bookkeeping. She pays all the bills.

But a week ago, she was out sick, so I opened the mail.

This is a credit card in my name,

with a $50,000 limit.

I didn't apply for this.

And you think your secretary did.

Well, you have to be careful with an accusation like that.

I don't wanna slander her.

Oh, I'll slander her. I'll slander her from behind.

I'll slander her in the mouth.

-Pigeon! -[laughing] What?

I'm not saying anything sexual!

It's just legalese... Gobbledygook! Relax.

I'm not saying I want to [bleep] her,

but I do...

I want to [bleep] her from behind, [bleep] in her mouth.

[Marquess] Oh, my God!

Okay. So, [clears throat] how can we help?

I want you to find out what's going on

-without accusing her directly. -[door opens]

I couldn't find any acai,

but there was some blueberry--

-Shut up, thief! -[all gasping]

I accuse you directly of the crime of credit card fraud.

We hereby sentence you to manslaughter.

Mike!

[sobbing]

It's true.

I'm so sorry. I... I'm so sorry, Harold.

I... I was just so desperate.

Betsy, I don't understand.

I gave you a raise last year.

It isn't enough.

For what?

For my Jeffrey.

Who's Jeffrey?

-Betsy's late husband. -[Betsy crying]

He passed away four years ago.

Did he have debts? Why didn't you tell me?

He didn't have debts. He had a dream.

To live forever.

He wanted to be cryogenically frozen,

so that one day medical science could revive him.

But last month, the facility where he's stored sent me a notice.

Their rates were more than doubled.

They said if I don't pay, they'd have no choice but to let him thaw out.

Oh, that's awful.

That's extortion.

I think we need to pay these people a visit.

Maybe, they have an acai berry protein shake.

[scoffs] Look, I'm not trying to extort anybody.

This is how much it costs to keep the refrigeration units going.

And... And it's not my company. It's my father's.

He was always a dreamer, that guy.

I mean, he was obsessed with immortality.

Brilliant scientist, but no business sense.

I'm the exact opposite, I'm an accountant.

So, Mom begged me to help him.

But this place is beyond help, I gotta tell you.

The business model makes no sense.

Half the people who have been paying to keep a loved one alive here,

have died themselves.

I mean, someone's gotta pay to keep these people frozen.

How's that acai berry protein shake coming?

I'm sorry, I thought I told you.

I don't have any acai berries or protein powder.

And there's no kitchen. There's just no way to make a shake.

I don't remember you saying that.

But to be fair, I wasn't paying attention.

And this seems like the part of the show

where we're really getting into the mystery,

and I don't like that part of the show.

I'm gonna find the kitchen and whip up an acai berry protein shake.

[door opens and closes]

Would your father ever be interested in being cryogenically stored?

Getting a celebrity could be really good for business.

I'm sorry, Mr. Stein, but I just can't afford

to keep Jeffrey here anymore.

I'd like to take him home and give him a proper burial.

Yeah, of course.

Okay. Let's see. Um, okay.

Oh, here we go!

Unit 8-B, Row B-8.

[scoffs] I mean, what kind of a numbering system is this?

My father, I tell you. This [bleep] guy.

Here we are.

Wow! How'd you get him in there, chop him up?

The Littles opted for a JTH.

Uh, what's a JTH?

Just ahead.

Okay, let's have a look.

[machine beeping]

[stammering] I you know, I, I,

I imagine this could be quiet shocking.

So, if you're squeamish, you might wanna just turn away.

[valve opening]

[Betsy gasps] Where is he?

Huh?

-[Gary] Maybe it's this one. -[keypad beeping]

[Gary] What the--

Is this whole thing a scam?

No. No. No, no, no, it can't be.

[keypad beeping]

Dad.

[slurping]

I couldn't find the kitchen but then I remembered this is a cartoon.

So, I was like "Draw me a shake [bleep]."

[slurps]

[doorbell chiming]

Gary.

Who are all of these people?

[stutters] Well... Well come in.

Come in out of the rain. Come.

Oh, this is the Mike Tyson Mystery Team.

And this is Betsy Little

Her husband is...

Uh, was a client of Dad's.

Everyone, this is my mother, Judith Stein.

Nice to meet you, Ms. Stein.

Can I get anyone anything to drink?

I'll take four cappuccinos.

Mom. I need to see Dad.

[knocking]

Frank. Are you in there?

-[Frank] What? -Gary is here.

He needs to talk to you.

[Frank] Not now.

Frank Stein, you come talk to your son.

[Frank] No. I am busy.

Frank Norman Stein, you open this door this instant.

[knocking at door]

[Judith yelling] Frank N. Stein!

[yelling] What?

[thunder rumbling]

Jeffrey!

Dad, what are you doing?

Bringing the dead back to life.

You're a monster.

No...

-This is the monster. -[thunder rumbling]

[electricity crackling]

-[screaming] -[thunder rumbling]

[Betsy screaming]

[Betsy shrieks]

[footsteps thumping]

[objects clattering]

Maybe I get those cappuccinos to go.

[Deezy laughing] Whoo!

You're right, Leonard.

I guess it was a funny April Fools' joke.

You know me. I've always been the sensitive one.

[doorbell ringing]

Yeah. You're too sensitive little brother.

Seeing you made me remember how much I miss you.

And I'm gonna start making more trips to Las Vegas.

I'm gonna make this a regular thing.

I love you, little brother.

I love you, Big Len.

Damn, I guess Mike's not home.

Probably off solving a mystery.

But don't worry, he just started leaving the back door unlocked,

so in case I need to take a shit at night,

I can take it indoors.

My little brother.

[laughs heartily] You really made something of yourself.

I couldn't be more proud.

You stay here. I don't want you gettin' wet.

My precious brother.

Damn.

It usually doesn't rain like this in Las Vegas.

You brought that St. Louis weather with you.

[thunder rumbling]

[Jeffrey grunting]

What the [bleep] is that?

[screaming]

[choking]

[cracking]

[screaming]

Oh, no.

Leonard.

No.

Please tell me this is an April's Fools' joke.

Leonard! Big Len!

[theme music playing]