01x11 - Crock to the Future/Battle of the Dimmsonian

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And everything appeared

perfectly normal

except the party balloons.

The thief tied the

rare jewels to balloons

and hid them up the chimney.

It's the perfect crime!

And only one person

had access.

- The jealous rival!

- The jilted lover!

The birthday clown.

No.

Case closed.

The clown.

Of course.

The footprints were so big.

So what are we going

to watch next on

Hazel and Dad's Mystery Night?

We got "Space Detectives,"

"Mall Detectives,"

and the beloved classic,

"Space Mall Detectives."

Oh, Hazelnut.

You know I'd love

to watch them all.

But I've got to recharge

my ghost crystals,

which means I'll be up

before the sun.

Please!

Can we watch another?

Next week.

We'll pop popcorn,

we'll stay up real late.

I promise.

I can't wait until next week.

Did somebody

say fast forward?

Hey, hey, hey.

None of that time travel stuff.

I got to solve

another mystery now.

Aww, no time travel, no fun.

Follow me.

Mystery, mystery,

where are you-stery?

Aha!

What is it?

A donut bird.

all: Ah!

Well, mystery solved.

But I want to solve

a big mystery,

like the ones I watch with Dad.

That's strange.

What's the landlady

doing with that man

handing her

a suspicious package?

I've got a hunch.

Thanks, Wanda.

It's all very weird,

very strange.

Very mysterious.

Cosmo, Wanda, I think

we found our mystery.

Huh?

She was just here.

She's gone!

That suspicious man gave her

a suspicious package,

and now she's gone.

Suspiciously.

Cosmo, Wanda, I wish

I could solve a mystery

as a genuine gumshoe.

Really?

A gumshoe is another term

for a detective.

I gotcha, squirt.

Hazel Wells in "The Case

of the Missing Landlady."

With suspects crawling

through the apartment

like raccoons in walls,

I was sure to crack the case.

But at what cost?

Now, to look to

my first suspects.

Hazel, what are you

doing here?

Wanda!

Did you have any problems

with the landlady?

Problems? No.

Everything was fine between us.

Perfectly normal.

Well, I mean, it's not

like we never fought.

We were one day late

paying rent,

then all of a sudden,

we were "the problem tenants."

Ha!

All right, it was one fight!

When I said someone ought

to take care of her,

I didn't mean like this.

Cosmo, you'll vouch for me!

Yeah, I was there

the whole time.

Wanda couldn't have done it.

Unless I did it

and framed Wanda?

It was a mistake!

Please!

I won't make it in the slammer.

All thumps are clues.

Could be more suspects.

Come on, you two.

Hello, there.

Detective Wells.

Boxes, huh?

That's right.

Preparing for the

end of the world.

End? But some would call

moving in a beginning.

Suspects!

- Gross.

Bless you.

Thank you.

Hey, kid.

New in town?

Kid?

We're probably the same age.

Avoiding the question, I see.

What's up with the rug?

Trash day.

We're throwing it out.

Ah, uh-huh.

And does your mom

always throw away trash

in landlady-sized rugs?

Yup.

Waste not, want not.

This kid was good.

A little too good.

A little too criminal?

I had to catch

40 winks last night

to process all

the twists and turns

this case

kept throwing at me--

also because I'm ten and

can't set my own bedtime.

Aha!

Hey, kid!

Keeping your nose clean?

Eh? Uh, I think so.

Hazel Wells.

We met yesterday.

Uh, we didn't have

school yesterday.

We met in the

apartment building.

What?

- Huh?

- Huh?

- Huh?

- Huh?

Suspect!

Looks like

I'm allergic to crime.

A suspicious man shows up and

gives a landlady a package.

Then that landlady's

apartment is completely empty.

Then that same man

and his family move in.

And then their kid

pretends he never met me,

even though he totally met me.

And then Wanda starts

acting all helpful

to get the heat off her.

Hey!

Whose side are you on here?

I'm not going down

for you, Wanda.

I'm not going down for anyone!

There you are, pumpkin.

Get ready.

We are having dinner

with the new family

that moved into the basement.

But I just don't know

why anyone would

want to live in the basement.

Unless, of course,

you wanted to hide

all your suspicious

day-to-day activities.

It was then I knew that

that night,

we would be the main course.

With a side of mystery.

Sweetie,

who are you talking to?

Myself.

- Hello!

- Welcome.

Thanks for inviting us over.

John and Jane Doe, yes?

- That's right.

- Yeah, for now.

This is it.

I got to get more clues.

I got to keep Mom and Dad safe.

Please, take this package.

It's a gift from us to you.

Ooh, now this is the

kind of neighbor I like.

Don't open that!

Hazel! What's wrong?

It's, uh, rude to open

a box before dinner.

Well, we always follow

social norms and blend in.

After dinner, it is.

Oh, Hazel, please,

enjoy the child room.

It's down the hall.

Oh, that sounds like fun.

OK.

This is getting too real.

If I go into that

scary child room,

I'm going to never

be seen again.

Wish over.

I want to be normal Hazel!

You wished to be a detective

like the ones you saw on TV.

None of them used magic

to solve the case.

Well, you're stuck until

you solve the mystery.

It's that suspicious kid!

Obviously.

Case solved!

Unsolved!

I'll prove it to him.

I'll prove it!

Hey, you're the kid who

was asking weird questions

when we moved in.

You mean at school?

- Huh?

- Huh?

both: Huh?

What is going on?

You came into me

and my brother's room.

We should be asking

you questions.

Brother?

You're twins?

We met at school today.

And we met here yesterday.

What's all this weird stuff?

both: Preparing for the

end of the world.

Prepare for the

end of the world?

Preparing for the

end of the world.

Wait, that's the same thing

your parents said.

Oh!

Your parents!

Don't eat anything! Ah!

What is going on?

It was you, in the basement.

With the package!

I'm not quite sure

what you mean.

You did away with the

landlady and covered it up.

They're all in on it!

I just came out of that room,

and it was filled with

duct tape and flashlights

and caution tape!

You mean our supplies?

Oh.

We're doomsday preppers.

You got to prepare

for the end of the world.

Huh?

But right before

the landlady disappeared,

you gave her that

suspicious package.

I come from a long line

of fishermen.

Red Herring Seafood.

There's no nicer hello.

OK, but you can't explain

that lumpy landlady-sized rug

you threw away earlier.

Oh, that old rug that

was left when we moved in?

We just wrapped up

the old trash and tossed it.

Governmental agencies

always check plastic bags.

Landlady-sized rugs,

right under the radar.

So you're telling me

the landlady moved out

and you moved in?

You did it, kid!

Solved.

That's right.

We're your new landlords.

Also, rent is cash only.

Whew!

I was crazy for that one.

I'm sorry

I accused you of crimes.

Oh, no apologies needed.

You had your suspicions,

and I respect that.

There's nothing

a doomsday prepper

respects more than paranoia.

Mm-hmm.

Well, dinner was just lovely.

Sons, please take out

the trash.

As night fell,

I began to think about

the consequences of my wishes.

Hazel, lights out, honey.

You can monologue tomorrow.

I think I'm good on

mysteries for a while.