07x21 - Crime Isn't Pretty

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♪♪

Where are the cops?

Where are they, I-I ask
you, when you need them?

I called 'em over two hours ago.

I told you, Shirl, we got to
move closer to a doughnut shop.

(knocking on door)

There they are.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

It might not be them.

It might be the burglar

returning to the
scene of the crime.

- Burglars don't knock, Shirl.
- (Shirley whimpers)

MAN: Police, open up!

No, no, no, no, no...
no, no, no, no, no.

- Stop, stop, stop.
- What, what?

Shh.

We are dealing with
professionals here, okay?

Let me handle this.

Okay, buddy...

who won the World Series 1963?

Even if he gave you the right
answer, you wouldn't know.

(Shirley yelps)

Dodgers in four, right?

Wasn't that a heck of a series?

- Yeah, you know, it was so great.
- Was Koufax great?

- Drysdale?
- How can you talk about baseball

when a maniac
has tried to rob us?

A maniac has robbed us!

Hey, you asked the question.

- LAVERNE: You asked the question...
- All right.

So what's the problem?

Well, uh, we were robbed again

while we were at work.

Notice I used the word "again,"

like in twice in the same week?

What's missing?

Well, we got our
stereo, our TV...

Uh-huh, uh-huh...

A couple of blankets...

My angel food cake
that I baked yesterday.

An angel food she
baked, and, uh...

Mm-hmm?

All our green stamps,

three weeks of
licking down the drain.

- That's right.
- Here, give him the list.

Oh, here's-here's my list, yes.

I have it alphabetized.

All the items are right
there, I think you'll find them.

Oh, thank you.

SHIRLEY: I, uh... oh,
ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...

Don't touch her pussycat. Mm-mm.

I think you'll agree
with me, Officer,

when I say that I
think this is the work of

organized crime.

Well, there's no sign
of forced entry, uh...

Do you ever leave your
doors open when you go out?

- (Shirley laughing)
- No. Nope...

What are you laughing at?
He asked a simple question,

- give him a simple answer.
- No, absolutely not, Officer.

Laverne always locks the door

and I've been
using my hide-a-key

ever since I lost my
keys at Disneyland.

You lost your key at Disneyland?

Yeah, I lost my
key at Disneyland,

but I'll get 'em
back any day now,

because I had my name and
address on the little keychain.

Ladies, I think it
would be a good idea

if you changed the
locks on your door.

- Uh-huh.
- Oh, and, uh...

if anything turns up,

it'll be a miracle.

You put your name and
address on a keychain?

Well, you put your
name and address

on those little tags you
put on your luggage.

My luggage can't
open the front door.

Okay, all right, I know
what you're insinuating.

- It's all my fault.
- That's right!

- Okay, fine.
- It is all your fault.

Fine, here's what I'll do.

I'll leave a note
for the burglar

to only take my
things next time, okay?

Okay, how's he gonna know
my things from your things?

- You've got "L" s on everything.
- Not on the TV!

(shouting over each other)

Hey!

Again you were robbed?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Oh, for... I'd like
to catch that crook.

I'd break his fingers.

- Yeah, well...
- FRANK: Did the police, uh,

- find any fingerprints?
- No.

- Tire tracks?
- LAVERNE: No.

So?

They think somebody

got in with a key.

Not necessarily
with a key, though.

But we are changing the locks.

No!

Don't do that yet.

Hey, crooks like to come
back to where they scored.

Especially if they got a key.

Pop, you're missing
the point here.

We don't like being robbed.

That's why you got to get

this kind of slime
off the streets.

Yeah, but we don't want
the slime in our house.

I'll tell you what.

The two of you go
to Palm Springs,

have a nice weekend.

I know a cop, and
he'll guard the place

and he'll catch 'em.

Pop, we can't afford
to go to Palm Springs.

We could barely
afford to be robbed.

- I'm paying.
- We're going.

- Good.
- Thank you, Mr. DeFazio.

Thank you, that's
very generous of you.

By the way, where
did you come up with

the extra cash for this
little trip, if I might ask?

- FRANK: Hey, hey, hey.
- Shirl!

I'm sorry, but my mind is

- just running like that now.
- He's my father.

- He's my father.
- I know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

But you have to admit,
Laverne, he does use a key.

- Come on!
- He has a key!

Carmine! Hello, goombah.

Hey, this weekend,
don't make no plans.

I got big plans for you.

Big plans!

(laughs)

♪♪

I've never eaten so many
stewed tomatoes in my life.

The things I do for these girls.

Oh...

okay.

One more can and
this baby's all set.

♪ On the shores of Tripoli... ♪

- (cans rattling)
- (Frank yells)

Works pretty good, huh?

Never fails, always...
it never misses,

they said when I got it.

Yeah, I...

I saw this in a movie
once, it never fails.

Yeah, you bet your
life it's never failed.

My wife laughed at me

when I brought it
home from Europe.

I've been waiting 20 years
for a chance to use this.

What are you talking
about, 20 years?

I just ate these tomatoes.

Tomatoes?

What are you talking
about, tomatoes?

I'm talking about the
Ragusa Can-Trap right here.

I'm talking about the
Anzio Man-Trap here.

That's just a net.

Don't even make no noise.

I want a silent trap.

I'm not looking to
scare the crooks away,

I'm looking to catch 'em!

That's a good idea, I
never thought of that.

And when I catch 'em, I'm
gonna grab 'em right by the throat

and I'm gonna bang 'em
on the top of the head.

It's good to have these
kind of traps and snares

and during the w*r...

Germans were favored, you know.

Yeah. Let me ask you a
stupid question, Mr. DeFazio.

- Yeah.
- What makes you think

the burglar's gonna
come through that door,

and step right in the
middle of your trap, huh?

- Bait!
- Bait?

Yeah, yeah, I mean bait!

Look around for
something valuable,

we'll put it right in
the middle for bait.

I'll show you.

Mr. DeFazio, that's
not an easy job to do.

All right, then, give me $20.

That's not an easy job, either.

Then give me ten.

This is my last ten.

That's my lunch money.

Ah...

after what you ate,
good food'll k*ll you.

Gotcha.

Hey, you know, I saw this
exact same trap in Bugs Bunny.

Elmer Fudd said, "I'm gonna
catch that wascally wabbit

if it's the last thing I do."

Then he stepped
into the twap himself.

(clears throat)

I guess you had to be there.

Well, I'll tell you
where you got to be.

You got to be up there

with that clip over there

and put that clip on the hook.

- This one?
- Move it, move it.

- That looks easy enough.
- Let's go, let's go.

- I can do that.
- Jump high. Up!

A little higher, a little
higher, you almost got it then.

Up!

You must have been a lot
taller in the w*r, Mr. DeFazio.

I got to do everything myself,

- I see that.
- Don't get mad.

I'm not mad, I'm-I'm
just getting tired

- of doing everything by myself.
- Okay, look...

- Here! Go ahead. Get up there.
- All right, look.

Seeing that you're tired,
why don't you sit down

and relax a while, all right?

- You know?
- Again I got to do this...

You were a lot younger in the
w*r. Can I put my hand here?

- You bet your life...
- CARMINE: Okay, hold on there.

Okay...

(grunts)

(clicking sound)

- Got it?
- Okay, I got it, what's next?

Oh, good, then let's get...

Whoa-ho-ho, don't get up!

You want to k*ll me?

Oh, I did not...

I got to get that, uh,

that other clip you got
to put up over there.

You ever hear of stretching?

Yeah, I'm gonna try it.

- Just don't...
- I only got a 32 sleeve,

but I'm gonna try.

- All right, easy.
- Okay.

- All right, you got it?
- Okay, I'm all right.

- I got it...
- Go ahead.

All right, go ahead.

Don't worry about
me, I'm a lot younger.

I, uh... I got it!

Whoa!

Oh, boy.

Here it is.

What are you doing up there?

I told you to use
the cans, didn't I?

CARMINE: What time you got?

9:30.

How long we been waiting?

About three, four minutes.

Oh.

(Carmine whistling)

Did you hear that?

No.

Oh.

(whistling)

What time you got now?

My watch stopped. Look at that.

9:30 and 30 seconds.

Thanks.

Yeah.

(whistling)

Boy, there sure is a lot
of girl stuff around here.

CARMINE: Mm-hmm.

They are girls, there's
no doubt about that.

All a guy needs is a
razor and some water,

- that's it.
- Yeah.

Oh, look at this, Shirley
left her diary open.

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't read that, it's private.

Oh. Ah, that's okay.

Shirley's got a lot of
other stuff I can look at.

You should see all the
things she's got in her drawers.

You've been in their drawers?

Oh, uh, yeah, well,
you see, Shirley, uh,

was looking for
something, and she,

and she wanted
me to look for it,

and she said it was okay if I
looked through her drawers.

You know anybody
else that's been up here

looking through
Laverne's drawers?

No, don't answer that.

No, it's got it in
the diary, right here,

if you want to read
it. Uh, let's see...

I told you, don't touch
their personal stuff!

Wonder what this is for?

It's a depilatory.

Cleans their pillows?

- (Carmine giggles) -What
are... what are you laughing...

It removes unwanted hair.

Right there.

My moustache.

My moustache...

(Frank muttering)

- (laughs)
- (water running)

I remember that.

Boy, do I remember that.

FRANK: Hey, my
moustache is okay!

That's great,
Mr. DeFazio, uh, uh...

but it says here on the bottle

you're supposed to,
uh, rinse for five minutes.

I didn't know I was that good.

FRANK: Hey, Carmine!

I got such a surprise
for the burglar.

You want a surprise,
you should read March 31.

Whoo-hoo...

I told you not to read
their personal property.

Okay, okay! You
got it, you got it, okay.

I... look, I'm not reading,
I got my eyes closed.

- What are you doing with that thing?
- It's a g*n.

I know it's a g*n. What do
you think you're doing with it?

- Don't point it at me.
- It's not loaded.

Don't point it at me.

It's not loaded.

Sure, that's what
everybody says.

Then when the g*n goes off,

they say there must have been

a b*llet left in the chamber.

Don't point.

I don't think this
thing could even fire.

I got it since Anzio, what
are you talking about?

I know, I'm-I'm using
it to scare the burglar,

should he start
anything with me.

- To scare him?
- Yeah.

And what if the burglar's
got a loaded g*n, huh?

One that does more
than just scare people?

Did you ever think of
that? Did you, huh, huh?

Carmine, sometimes I'm amazed

how little you know about
the ways of the world.

I'm America.

This g*n is my atomic b*mb.

- You understand that?
- I'm Switzerland.

Don't point it at
me, I'm neutral.

I don't plan to use it,

I'm just planning to
scare him a little bit.

Believe me, I know
what I'm doing.

Look, Mr. DeFazio,

a lot of things can
happen with a g*n,

and 90% of 'em ain't good.

Trust me.

Oh, girls?

You left your papers
on the doorstep.

Shouldn't do that, people
are starving for news in India.

(laughs)

"Very funny, Squigg."

Thank you, Len.

(chuckling)

Uh, ladies, do you mind
if I raid your refrigidaire?

I'll take that as a "No,
we don't mind, Squiggy."

Oh, goody.

Some ketchup? Nah...

But a lemon...

Health food, oh, that should
be very healthy for me.

Mmm, ooh, so tart!

Mmm, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum.

You know, lemon is good...

Oh, girls!

Did you...

(whispering): lose
a ten dollar bill?

I'll take that as a "No,
Squiggy, we didn't."

(chuckles) Some days, the
whole world is in your favor,

and this is one of those days!

(Squiggy yelling)

You just dropped the
atomic b*mb, Mr. America.

Come on, let's go.

I think we caught
ourselves a break.

(yelling)

Let's see what kind of
low-life skunk we got here.

It's... Squiggy?

FRANK: Aha, Squiggy's the one!

I told you, huh?

CARMINE: It's Squiggy!

- Squiggy's the one!
- What? What, what?

- I always knew he was a little shifty.
- Shifty? What are...

Uh, where were you
on the night of the 15th?

Well, let's see, let's see,
Thursday was the 15th,

that means that Friday
was the, was the-the 12th...

And-and-and... oh,
I can't tell you, boys.

I'm nowhere without
my Marie Callender.

All right, what's your
mother's maiden name?

- Yeah, you got any proof?
- FRANK: Where are your...

Anybody see you that night?

CARMINE: You got
names, I want names.

(shouting over each other)

You're driving me crazy!

All right, all right,
I admit it, I did it!

I did it!

What did I do?

You robbed the girls' apartment.

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.

I didn't, I didn't rob
the girls' apartment.

All I did was borrow
this harmless lemon.

I don't believe that's
a net-hanging offense.

And...

by the way...

why am I hanging from this net?

We're trying to catch a burglar.

Oh, that'll never
work, that'll never work.

If you want to catch a burglar,

I suggest you use the old,
uh, tin cans on a string...

Aha! The Ragusa
Can-Trap, I told you!

But no, you wanted
to use this stupid thing.

- It caught him, it caught him.
- It caught him, but what's that?

He's not even a crook!

- (shouting over each other)
- Fellas, fellas...

fellas... fellas... fellas!

- Carmine!
- CARMINE: What?

Look, because I
ain't the burglar,

I know that's a
big disappointment,

but does that mean I
can't keep the ten dollars?

- Look at this.
- What?

I forgot, I got a g*n.

You got a g*n?

- FRANK: Yeah.
- I'll give you $7 for it.

Okay, drive a hard bargain.

I'll throw in the lemon.

Mr. DeFazio, please,
please, just let me hold it,

pretty please with
cherries on top.

Please, please,
let me hold it...

I can't do that!

Giving you a g*n is like
giving a child a loaded g*n.

Hey, I thought you said
the g*n wasn't loaded.

I'm just making a point.

Well, I can make a
point, I can make a point.

I know how to handle g*ns.

I mean, after all,

I spent close to three
weeks in the Army Reserve.

That's more time than
he spent in school.

That's more time
than I spent in sch...

Ooh, will you shut
up, Mr. Raguso?

Ragusa, Ragusa.

Sa, sa.

I may never call you "sa."

Come on, please,
give me the g*n.

In the Army, I
slept g*n. I ate g*n.

I chewed g*n.

I'm telling you, I-I-I'm
perfect for g*ns.

I respect them, I love them.

I mean, the g*n is
the farmer's friend.

Oh, look, a bird!

Ah, I got it now!

All right, you bums, ah!

I got you covered!

No, you don't,
Len, no, you don't!

Oh, a Russian spy, huh?

Pow, pow, pow!

I got you covered!

No, you don't. Pow, pow, pow.

Squigg, Squigg,
give me that g*n.

- (Squiggy humming)
- Give me that g*n.

Pow, pow, pow.

Come on.

You want the g*n back?

Yeah.

Well, then, you're
just gonna have to...

draw for it, partner.

(Squiggy chuckles)

Squiggy, you got
the only g*n here.

That's your problem, not mine.

Draw on the count
of three, tall stranger.

One... two...

three... Ha!

Four...

five...

(sighs)

Six, seven, eight, nine...

Yah! I got you covered!

No, you don't,
Len! No, you don't!

- Oh, yes, I got you, Squigg.
- Come on, come on.

Give me the g*n
and don't call me Len.

Hey, listen, if you guys
are going to keep playing

cowboys and Indians,
I'm going home.

Indians?

(quiet clattering nearby)

Hey, you hear that?

- That must be the burglar.
- Get the lights.

- Come on, come on.
- It's about time.

FRANK: Let's hide.

Shh, you.

- Get the lights.
- (all muttering)

SQUIGGY: Gee, you
can't walk around this place.

The girls ought to
have that floor fixed.

What? Oh!

- (screams)
- (men roaring)

Oh... I didn't know the
girls had one of these.

I would have asked
to borrow it. (giggles)

Uh, Mr. DeFazio, put the
g*n away, it's only Rhonda.

- RHONDA: g*n!
- It's Rhonda!

Oh, it certainly is.

Well, I'll let her down.

No, no, no, no, no, not so fast.

I kind of like her in
this position, you know?

Rhonda, Rhonda, Rhonda,
what are you doing here?

Well, I'm just
returning the stereo.

What's the matter?

Guilt get the
better of you, babe?

- What?
- I can't believe it's Rhonda.

Oh, it's me.

It's me, I promise it's me.

If you don't believe me,
I'll show you my birthmark.

Well, what I mean is...

No, no, no, no, no,
let's see her birthmark.

Oh, Squiggy...

All right, but it's
too hard up here...

But how could she do it?

How could you do such a thing

to your friend, your
neighbor, my daughter?

We treated her just
like she was family.

But don't you see?
That's the motive!

Yeah, but did she
have the opportunity?

(knocking on door)

That must be
opportunity knocking now.

Oh, let me down.

Just let me down, please,
please, just let me down.

- Please let me down...
- Shut up!

Another peep out of you, I'll
put Squiggy in the net with you.

(Rhonda gasps)

Mmm. Come on, peep, babe, peep.

Just give me one little peep.

- Come on, a cute little peep.
- Squiggy, shut up and hide.

- Shut up and hide.
- SQUIGGY: Shut up and hide,

shut up and hide, that's
all I do around here.

- Shut up and hide.
- Shh...

Dr. Shut-up and
Mr. Hide is more like it.

Hello?

Anybody home?

(indistinct shouting)

CARMINE: I got him, I got him!

SQUIGGY: Is it safe? Is it safe?

FRANK: It's safe, it's safe.

All right, get up,
pal. Come on, get up.

(shouting indistinctly)

FRANK: Father!

That's your father?

He looks so much
younger than you.

It must be those milk baths
they're taking nowadays.

He's a priest.

Your father's a priest?

Gee, you know, I thought
priests couldn't get married.

Well, I guess they
finally got something done

at that economical
conference of theirs.

Forgive me, Father,

for I'm about to k*ll him.

Would somebody please explain
to me what's going on here?

You got a lot of explaining
to do yourself, pal.

What kind of guy
are you, anyways?

Walking around
dressed as a priest,

trying to rob
people's apartments.

Robbing?

I just came here
to return something.

Oh, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah.

A likely story, my
hoodlum priest.

Okay, if you're such a
father, like you claim you are...

name for me the ten condiments.

CARMINE: Shut up, Squigg.

Father, what are you doing here?

One of the altar
boys found this key

on a field trip to Disneyland.

It had Shirley Feeney's
name and address on it.

Oh, Father, forgive us,

for we have goofed.

L-Look, Father, look, uh...

(laughing nervously)

Look, I'm really sorry.

I, uh... I don't
know what to say.

20 Hail Marys would
be good for starters.

SQUIGGY: What's that?

That's a joke.

- Oh...
- Oh! (chuckles)

A little holy humor
there, huh? (laughs)

Yeah, yeah, well, I for one
don't buy this holy moly jazz.

All right, padre,

I think it's time you
gave me your confession.

Isn't that supposed
to be my line?

Ooh, he's quick
like a monk, this one!

So fast.

Father, you have to forgive
me for putting a g*n on you,

because, you see, I
thought you were a burglar.

Yeah, we thought you were
a burglar, Father, you know?

Don't feel bad, they
thought I was a burglar.

Are you Shirley?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Rhonda Lee, actress,
model, dancer.

I don't live here.

I hope none of you
three are Shirley.

- Oh, no.
- Oh, no, no.

- Oh, no...
- We don't live here, either.

- No, no, no...
- You don't live here?

- No, no.
- No, no.

- No, no, no, no.
- Nah...

- No, not a one, not a one, not a one.
- PRIEST: Bless you.

Bless you. Bless you.

Bless you, my sons.

- He blessed us.
- Uh...

Ooh... you!

So, you was in this
burglary all by yourself, huh?

What is all this
about a burglary?

CARMINE: Come on, Rhonda,

don't give us that innocent act.

Come on, we're trying
to catch a thief here

and the stereo is one
of the missing items,

and you got it.

Oh! I didn't steal it.

I borrowed it from
the girls and...

without telling
them that I broke it,

I had to get it fixed
before I could return it,

and now it's probably
broken again...

All right, okay, okay, if
the stereo wasn't stolen,

okay, how about
the green stamps?

What'd you do with
the green stamps?

Yeah, how about
the green stamps?

RHONDA (crying): I don't
know about the green stamps!

Excuse me. Excuse
me, Carmine, Carmine...

CARMINE: Squigg, I'm busy here.

No, no, you're not busy here.

Come on, can I speak
to you for a second?

Uh, I took the green stamps

because I was gonna
mail a letter to Ireland

and I figured maybe it
would get there faster

if I used green
stamps, you know?

Uh, you see, uh, Squiggy
stole the green stamps

so he could mail
a letter to Ireland.

- Yeah.
- All right, how about the cake?

What about the cake? What
did you do with the cake?

Cake? I don't know
about the cake.

Come on, what'd
you do with the cake?

- Carmine, Carmine...
- What?

I'm afraid that's my fault, too.

You see, I-I-I took the cake
because the green stamps

left this awful mint-like
taste in the back of my throat,

so I figured if I ate the cake,

I'd k*ll the taste, do
you know what I mean?

- Uh, Squiggy ate the cake...
- I heard him, I heard him.

And don't tell me now,
you ate the blankets

to k*ll the taste of the cake.

No, no. I'm not an idiot,

sir, I mean, please.

No, we used the blankets
as shower curtains, because...

well, Lenny finds
it enjoyable to...

well, he finds the smell
of wet wool pleasurable.

Him, too?

I always liked the
smell of wet wool.

- It smells...
- (Rhonda laughs)

So... you solved the case
of the Burbank burglar, huh?

That's right.

We got the key,

and we didn't even
need the help of the cops.

Yeah.

- Didn't even need a burglar.
- Yeah.

It only goes to show you,

when citizens get
together to fight crime...

no stoppin' us.

That's right, and we
didn't even need the help

of this stupid thing.

- (Rhonda yelps)
- SQUIGGY: We didn't.

- (g*nsh*t)
- RHONDA: Oh!

(Squiggy wails)

Oh, you sh*t her
right in the "L"!

I thought you said
this thing wasn't loaded!

There must have
been another b*llet

left in the chamber.

See that? I told you, you
didn't believe me, did you?

I...

I can't believe

I sh*t a picture of my daughter.

Well, you could have
sh*t a picture of anybody.

That's true.

Once, at the zoo, I sh*t
a picture of a monkey.

- Oh...
- CARMINE: Shut up, Squigg.

Oh... look, Mr. DeFazio,
look, it's all my fault.

I should have known better
than to throw a g*n, that's my fault.

No, it's my fault.

I never should
have taken the g*n

out of the closet
in the first place.

Well, whose ever fault
it was, you must admit,

it was a... "L" of a sh*t...

Oh...

I guess that'll teach us

to mess around with
those stupid g*ns, huh?

Yeah, well, you're right.

You know, I could have k*lled
somebody I really cared about?

It could have been you,

it could have been Rhonda,

it could have been me.

Ahem?

(louder): Ahem?

You could have
k*lled somebody else.

Hey, Squigg, you're right.

I could have sh*t a priest.

Come on, Squigg,

- he's just kidding, come on.
- Aw, it's a joke.

- Where's your sense of humor?
- It's a little humor...

Rhonda!

RHONDA: Oh!

(kissing sounds)

- Freeze!
- Freeze!

Wow, this is even
sicker than the priest said.

I got it.

Maybe we can tell the girls the
painting was att*cked by moths.

Nah, moths don't eat paint.

That's very true.

You know, the moth
is the farmer's friend.

Well, maybe when we tell
them we solved the case,

they won't be so mad
about the painting.

Hey, now you're making sense.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm, that's great.

So when they get here...

(door opens)

Sunburn...

Can't talk.

Gotta rest.

Get Noxzema.

Ah... ah.

♪ We're gonna do it ♪

♪ On your mark,
get set and go now ♪

♪ Got a dream, and
we just know now ♪

♪ We're gonna make ♪

♪ That dream come true ♪

♪ And we'll do it our way ♪

♪ Yes, our way ♪

♪ Make all our dreams ♪

♪ Come true ♪

♪ For me and you. ♪