02x06 - Who Has Done It?

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[ Crickets chirping ]

Narrator: It was a
dark and stormy night.

Everything was as it seemed,

or did everything
seemed as it was?

Tonight, mystery is on the menu,

and everyone is hungry to
find out who has done it.

[ Doorbell rings ]

Or were they?

Timmy, your house is
looking even more beautiful

than your wife.

Cartwheel Club must be thriving.

Yes, thank you.

We're looking to expand
our operations overseas,

just as soon as we figure out
how to cartwheel over the ocean.

[ Chuckles ]

Debra, your son Trayden
is our breakout star.

He has a solo in our hip-hop
Christmas alien special.

Pardon me. I don't care.

Why did I come all the
way here when I could be

perfectly miserable in the
discomfort of my own home?

Just try to have a good...

Who... is... she?

Patience, dear.

[ Thunder crashes ]

My first party since
getting out of fish jail.

Who's ready to f*ck?

Well, well, well, look
what the cat dragged in.

[ Bell ringing ]
Timmy: Dinner's on!

Everyone take a seat.

Oh, I just remembered
I have to...

leave suspiciously.

Tonight, we celebrate the
unsung hero of accessories,

gloves!

Tammy: So often we take
gloves for granted.

But today we pay our respects.

'Tis better to have
gloved and lost

than to have never
gloved at all.

Let's raise a glove to gloves.

All: To gloves! [
Thunder crashes ]

[ Glass shatters ]

[ All gasping ]

♪♪

- Nooooo!
- Nooooo!

Where's the cake?

Without a cake, our
party is nothing.

Which one of you did
this? Speak up now.

Lock the doors,
close the chimney,

plug and drains,
pop on the top hats.

No one's going anywhere
until we figure this out.

Is there an inspector
in the house?

[ Creaking ]

[ All screaming ]

No.

But there's an inspectress.

W-Who are you? How
did you get in here?

I've been living in
the walls for years

waiting for a crime to solve.

At last, my first case.

Someone in this room
ruined our party,

and it's up to you
to find out who.

Ah, ruining a party...
The most serious crime

in all of Lemoncurd.

The punishment...

Walking the plank!

[ Thunder crashes, all gasping ]

Debra did it.

She's the only one who
wasn't in the dining room.

And she's been more
rancid than usual tonight.

She definitely stole the cake.

Ha! If I wanted to
ruin your party,

I would have k*lled you.

I was in the bathroom
the whole time,

and I can prove it.

To the bathroom!

See? I was flushing bricks to
test how strong the plumbing is.

Well, this proves it. Debra
didn't do anything wrong.

[ Screams ]

It's written in blood.

The cake's blood.

Frosting! God, I haven't
had that stuff in years.

My birthday cake was asbestos.

What kind of sick
pervert did this?

What about you, Debra?

You love cake more than anyone.

I swear I didn't do it.

I couldn't have. I
can't even write.

The message on
the wall is clear.

There's only one Timmy
here, and it's Timmy.

Timmy, step into my office.

♪♪

First of all...

how am I doing?

I really want to
nail my first case.

So far, so bad.

I can't believe
you're questioning me

when the real suspect is
right under your nose.

My mouth!

I knew it all
along. No, Tammy.

She has a dark side
that people don't see.

Just yesterday, she took out

a life-insurance
policy on the cake.

So you're saying she
had everything to gain?

[ Screaming ]

By Jove, another clue.

This narrows down the search.

Tammy couldn't be the
thief. She's dead.

And Timmy couldn't
have k*lled her.

Timmy was with the
inspectress the whole time

doing God knows what.

That means the cake
thief is still at large.

Yes! The cake thief
is still at large.

I was gonna say that, too.

Debra, you discovered the body.

May I have a word?

Which one?

Today just keeps
getting worse and worse.

First, the cake gets stolen.
Now it's still missing.

And no one seems to care,
especially not Debra.

Debra! The tall c**t
to the short b*tch?

Short b*tch. Take
a look at her.

Try not to break your
neck looking down.

Short-a*s b*tch.

[ Punching and grunting ]

I'll k*ll you so hard
you'll wish you were dead.

Oh, careful now. Wouldn't
want any more blood

on those pretty little
gloves of yours.

Ah! [ Gasps ]

Look! Barbara has
the m*rder weapon.

She k*lled Tammy, wrote on
the wall, and stole the cake.

To the plank, you
washed-up has-been!

No, please! I didn't do it.

Don't make me walk the plank.

The sharks will
eat me out alive!

Save it for the judge.

Case closed, right, Inspectress?

Wrong, Inspectress!

[ All gasp ] Follow me.

♪♪

Just as I suspected.

There are no prints
on the knife.

So? There are plenty of things
that aren't on that knife.

Butter.

Barbara is the only guest
wearing fingerless gloves.

If she were the k*ller,

her prints would be all over it.

The knife was planted.

- [ Gasps ]
- Planted, eh?

Does anyone here
know how to garden?

Barbara isn't the culprit,
but I can tell you who is.

Let's begin at the
end... The knife!

We know someone slipped
it in Barbara's pocket.

But how?

I've got the ears of a bat
and the sonar of a submarine.

I would have sensed
someone approaching.

Not if they walked quietly
like a little mouse.

And there's only one
person at the party

who works exclusively
on tiptoe...

Timmy. [ All gasp ]

So? I'm a trained
dancer. That's no crime.

Inspectress: When we were all
distracted staring at Tammy's body,

Timmy was able to hide
the knife on Barbara.

But how could Timmy
have m*rder*d Tammy?

Timmy was with the inspectress
when Tammy was k*lled.

Because Timmy didn't k*ll Tammy.

Timmy was just covering

for their secret lover, Debra!

[ All gasp ]

Don't look at me. I
would never have sex.

She means Debra. [ All gasp ]

Yes, it's true.

We were gonna run away
together to my house!

Ha! But Inspectress,
how did you know?

Please, you've been
fingering her all night.

♪♪

[ Clears throat ]

[ Record scratch ]

So, Debra k*lled Tammy!

[ Imitating pirate ] Time
for Debra to walk the plank!

[ Squawks ] Walk the plank!

Walk the plank!

But why would Debra write
Timmy's name on the wall?

Aren't you in love?

- Eh.
- Eh.

Debra didn't write the message.

Tammy did! [ All gasp ]

Tammy found out about the affair
and vowed to seek revenge.

If she couldn't have
Timmy, no one could.

Debra refused to let
Tammy stand in her way.

But what Debra didn't plan on...

[ Grunts ]

was an audience.

Barbara blackmailed Debra,

milking her for all she's worth.

It's true.

I needed money to fund the
release of my new album,

"b*tch Parade."

♪ b*tches gotta b*tch
at the b*tch parade ♪

♪ All my girls come
alive, b*tch parade ♪

♪ Doesn't matter day or
night, b*tch parade ♪

♪ I'm a screeter in the
sheets, b*tch parade ♪

♪ If you're a b*tch, every
day's a b*tch parade ♪

Fine! You got me.

I k*lled Tammy, but I
didn't steal any cake.

I may be a m*rder*r,
but I'm no criminal.

She's right. Murdering a woman

is technically community
service in Lemoncurd.

So congratulations, Debra,

you've officially
completed your hours.

But if Debra didn't
steal the cake, who did?

Well, Debra couldn't
have done it.

She was in the bathroom.

Or was she? While you
were examining the toilet,

I noticed a suspicious set of
footprints leading to the roof.

[ Thunder crashes ]

So created the
perfect environment

for cake theft...

[ Zapping ]

total darkness.

Yes, I cut off power,
and I'd cut it again!

I hated Timmy and Tammy.
They ruined my life!

Because they took away your son?

Oh, God, no.

Because I couldn't
do a cartwheel!

[ Gasps ] I was humiliated,

and I wanted them to suffer.

But if Debra was on the roof,
how did she steal the cake?

She didn't.

She did!

Debra knew how much
Debra loved cake,

so they made a pact.

Debra could have the
whole cake to herself.

And Debra would have
the satisfaction

of a party destroyed.

You have no proof!

Or do I?

[ All gasp ] Our
shattered cake tray!

Exactly. Covered in
the culprit's blood.

Remove your gloves.

Whoever has bloody
hands stole the cake.

Fine! You caught
me blood-handed.

But how did you know?

When I shook your
hand, you flinched.

[ Screams and cries ]

I can't believe you
picked up on that.

I know! Me neither.

But now we know for sure.

Debra stole the cake!

Debra ruined the party.

Cake's closed. [ Blows ]

But I didn't steal the cake.

I tried, but it was already
gone when I got there.

So where's the cake?

I guess we'll never know.

Some mysteries are
best left unsolved.

Well, I'll be going now.

[ Gags ]

Not so fast, Inspectress.
What's that I see in your mouth?

[ Choking and gasping ]

[ Vomits ] [ All gasp ]

Oh.

The Inspectress stole the cake.

But why? You fools!

I live in the walls.

I've been eating nothing
but light bulbs for years.

I wanted a sweet little
treat. Can you blame me?

You make me sick.

Walk the plank, Inspectress!

No! Please!

I-I-I have so much to live for!

I want to see the sun.
I want to drink water!

It's all water where
you're going, lady.

[ Sobbing ] No!

[ Water splashes, all cheering ]

I just want to thank everyone.

This has been the
greatest night of my life.

Tammy, you're alive.

Can't get rid of me that easy.

I guess all those years as
a CPR dummy came in handy.

They sure did.

A toast!

To another great Gloves Day!

All: To gloves!

♪♪

[ Slurping ]

[ Ding! ]