Death Comes to Town (2010) s01e06 Episode Script
Cause of Death
Previously on "Death Comes to Town": That's a brooch? And why do we need a camera again? For my investigation.
Marnie, I need to know who really killed the Mayor.
But if Shuckton is going to continue to grow or even survive, we need to bring in some new money.
What's that? You want a kiss? Well, if that's what you want.
Oh yeah, Shuckton, I still got it.
I'm your soul taker! I got it.
Two for two.
I got two souls.
I'm your man.
Oh yeah, I still got- Ahhhh! Ohhh.
Shit.
And now the sad, freaking news.
It appears that one of our own has become the story.
Heather Weather was killed yesterday, which leaves us to wonder, who could have killed this aging bright light.
What, you don't like the picture? I picked it out myself.
Ma'am, can I talk to you for a minute? I've live on the air here.
We have some questions regarding your involvement in the case that you're reporting.
Levon! Shit.
Okay, go to promo.
The breaking news appears to be Higher, higher! That, ah, for some stupid reason I have become the suspect.
Hey, easy flatfoot.
I am with child.
Ow! Ten thousand years old I can't take this.
Welcome to "Ends of Days Exercise.
" Let's start stretching, shall we? Breathe.
And breathe.
Breathe in the darkness and let out the light.
You're letting go of life.
Feel that stretch.
And now that we are nimble, let's do some cardio.
Start running on the spot.
This is good; it makes us feel like we are only 1,000 years old.
Let's get your seven hearts beating.
Let's get your heartrate to over 3,000 beats per minute.
Coffee, miss Gablechuck? No, thanks.
So I'm sure you've heard about Heather Weather? Yes, that she was murdered.
No, that she'd been shaving her age.
She's really 62 years old.
Wh- oh, um I'm not surprised.
So, you hated her.
No.
No, no, no.
Uh, no, she was a nice person, just sometimes she wasn't nice.
Now we're getting somewhere.
I saw that! We have several eye witnesses that place you at the scene of the crime and a few hundred of 'em overheard you say you wanted to kill miss Weather.
No, no, I di- I Okay, maybe, but I Look, I just That's not the kind of thing I would ever Okay, look I know, I know, I know, I gotta stop babbling.
I gotta- and I gotta stop laughing nervously, right? She's going down.
I heard that! Look you don't know what I'm going through.
You try being pregnant 27/4.
It's confession time.
You did it again! Hey.
I'm Shaye.
What are you doing here, Shaye? There's no way Corrinda coulda killed Heather.
And I have the footage to prove it.
Shaye.
Look, I'm not gonna let my baby momma do jail time.
Even if I don't plan to help with the kid at all.
Mm-hm Okay, I'm so mad! I am so mad at her, I could just kill Heather Weather right now.
I mean literally I could just kill her.
Okay.
You know how I'd do it? Rip out her tongue and I'd wrap her own tongue around her freaking neck until she was dead.
Do you know what? That would be funny.
That would be funny.
You know why? Because then she couldn't shoot her flipping mouth off and she'd be dead.
And I would win because she's dead! I added echo for effect.
I like sound.
Now look at the timecode.
It's the time of the murder, damn! This is the first time that someone saying they want to kill someone was their alibi.
Grrr! Shaye.
You know, I do what I do, check one two.
Check one two.
Well, this is the big day.
I'll be witness for the prosecution.
Somebody's ears are going to be burning Because I'll be talking about you, testifying about you.
Some say I'll even be lying about you.
What's that, Larry? You want me to tell the truth no matter what? Then everyone'll know our personal business.
They'll never understand.
What? I I suppose I could do it just for us.
What's that, Larry? You want to show your appreciation somehow? I suppose I could do that.
After all, it would be rude of me to turn down a Oh, Larry, small but eager.
I'm going to need a serviette.
Hmmmm Ah, thank God for rigamortis.
Councillors.
I eat you.
Brother.
Brother.
I'm feeling really good, Sam.
Full of hope.
My spirit bear put me through an exercise program.
Really worked my core, eh? Good morning, I have and important announcement which will change the outcome of this trial.
Oh This may be very good for us.
I think we're gonna get a retrial.
I'm beginning trust you, Sam Murray.
As you know someone has stolen my first and second-string gavels.
Now today my wife needs the hammer that I've been using as my third-string gavel for one of her projects.
Bird house.
Which is all to say, you're looking at it: Today's gavel.
All right, look, look.
It's just gonna have to do.
What a travesty this is turning into.
Your honour, may I approach the bench? Yes.
Then I get to come too - it's in the rules.
Hit me.
Your honour, there have now been two very similar murders and I think it's quite probable they were both committed by the same person.
We agree.
Hm? Oh, good.
Yeah, it's pretty obvious the Crim did this too.
Let's charge him For murder! Two time.
You have a good point.
How can he have a point? Crim was in jail at the time of the murder? You have a good point.
Yeah, I have a good point.
How can Crim have done it? It's called shape shifting, your honour.
Something that's pretty darn easy to do.
In fact, in the big city we do it all the time.
No they don't.
That's crazy.
Yeah, look, I'm getting taller, I'm getting shorter.
I'm getting taller, I'm getting shorter.
I'm getting shorter.
He's just standing on his toes.
I'm getting taller.
He's standing on his toes.
Ohhh Counsellors, you have both made very compelling arguments.
He didn't.
So let me deliberate.
- Yes, no, yes.
- Come on, come on.
Yes, yes, oh yes.
All right.
I've deliberated.
No retrial.
Order.
I said, order! Order in this court.
There will be order.
S-h-u- you know what, comrade? I'm getting a little tired of spelling "Shuckton.
" It's a little town with a big heart and it is really easy to spell.
Well, I am trying to speak to the Mayor of Russia.
What do you mean, you don't have a m Look, do you people want to rape our land or not? Rape.
Rape! R-a- never You know what? Never mind! Travis! That's my name.
I'm gonna need a power shake.
And by power shake you mean Martini.
Yes.
But I'm gonna call it a power shake.
But it is still a quadruple Martini, right? Yes.
Ah, I'm on it.
Prosecution calls it's witness.
Thank you, your honour.
We'd like to call I forget his name, but that guy.
Prosecution calls to the stand town coroner, Dusty Diamond.
This ought to be swift and painfree.
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? Remember, darling, if they ask, tell them everything, everything.
Well do you swear? Hm? Oh, um Well, I'd like to know what I'm swearing to.
Um, perhaps I could read it.
'Cause I can't very well give a good book recommendation if I haven't read it.
Mr.
Diamond, please.
Yes, I swear.
Hm.
Mr.
Diamond, so nice to have you today.
Mm-hm.
Let's start with: Were you friends with the Mayor? Friends.
Mmm, mmm Thirsty.
Friends, ah.
Um, yes.
Can we get to the meat of the matter, sir? Yes.
What was the cause of death? Cause.
Well, um, first of all, I, uh, ascertained that his heart would beat no more of that beautiful blood and then I further ascertained that his lungs would breathe in no more of that lucky air.
Lucky because it was allowed to go inside of him.
Great.
But what I'm getting at is what were the autopsy results? Why do you people keep making me relive this nightmare? Because you're the coroner! Good point.
What was the cause of death? Cause? Well, um Sir, there are so many causes of death nowadays.
Um, murder, disease, loneliness - that's the real killer.
That's what finally got the roadrunner.
Your honour, the witness is really pissing me off! Mr.
Diamond, answer the question.
Well, I would if he would stop misleading me.
Come on! What was the cause of death? What? What got him? What? Come on, what was the cause of death? What was the cause of death? Well, I don't know the cause of death.
Because I never finished the autopsy.
There! Satisfied? Fine, we'll just have to do it again.
This is good.
I'm ordering that the body of Mayor Bowman be exhumed first thing in the morning.
Very good.
Oh, it's gonna be gross.
It's gonna be disgusting.
Is that the ring for the tipster hotline or the suicide hotline? I think that's the tipster one.
Oh, good.
'Cause those suicide guys will keep you on forever.
You're up.
Shuckton police.
Hello? As a citizen I would like to say that I think it's odd that both the Mayor and Heather Weather were murdered, and don't you think that the true murderer is still out there? Yeah, yeah.
You got any information for us? Well, I have plenty.
I mean, have you checked out the drifter staying at the no tell motel.
And there's plenty of other suspects.
I'm having trouble understanding you.
Sounds like there's a cloth between your mouth and the phone.
No, of course not.
Well, you don't have to be nervous.
This is a totally anonymous service I just need to know one thing: What size are you? An xxxxxl.
Why? So we can send you a tipster t-shirt.
Wait a second, xxxxl? Is this Ricky? Hm? Oh.
Happy- Hold it.
No time.
We got a tip.
Have the rookie blow out the candles.
Eh, you guys shouldn't have.
Shuckton 5-0.
Open up.
I live for this shit.
What? Overtime.
Right.
Hold it, something's wrong.
That's better.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
I'm going in.
What? Just me.
Suitcase.
Excuse me, sir.
Uh, we'd like to ask you a few questions.
Namely, what are you doing in town? Oh.
So, what's troubling you is the nature of my game? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Ohhh.
Oh my God I'm seeing myself as a child.
I'm seeing myself being conceived.
Uhn I got it worse than that.
I'm seeing the night before I was conceived.
My dad's jerking off.
Well, this guy checks out clean.
A guy like you could never murder anyone.
Well, thank you.
And you're such a gentleman.
Thank you.
Mind if we make your bed, sir? All right.
Larry?! Larry! Larry! I have terrible news.
They're going to exhume you, so we need to move you.
But just for a little bit.
Uh? Yeah, I suppose we have time for a quick one.
Ooh, someone started without me.
Mmm.
Quickly! Mmm.
Mm! Quick, no Mmm.
That's better.
All right.
Who's the murderer? Drifter? Marilyn? Rampop? Marnie? It's Ricky at headquarters.
Pinpoint your position.
Are you at the Mayor's house, yet? Almost Ricky.
I'm inside.
Be careful.
Marilyn could come home at any minute.
Okay, Ricky.
Oh my.
Marnie, what are you doing? I'm dusting for fingerprints.
And a little dirt.
Come on, Marnie.
Looks for something that looks like a clue.
Sorry, Ricky.
Let's start looking right now.
It's a very scary foyer.
I'm going to look around it.
Here I go, Ricky.
I'm looking.
Please don't just run in circles.
Marnie, what's that? It's a picture of their fat son.
No, no, no.
Stand perfectly still.
Oh boy.
Look at the remotes.
The remotes? I'm looking at the remotes, Ricky.
Zoom in on the remotes.
Zooming in, Ricky.
I've been studying the crime scene.
Usually there's 13 remotes.
Now there's only 12.
Marnie, I think we just figured out what the murder weapon was.
Ooh! Now all we gotta do is find it.
Oh Let's go, Larry.
Very good.
Yes, here we are.
No one sees us.
Good, good.
Yes.
Okay, Larry.
Here we go.
Let's go.
That's good.
Okay.
Oh.
Larry.
Oh, pardon my vigor.
Now, Larry, if we meet any other boaters, let me do the talking.
Hang on, Larry, I'll be right back.
Don't go anywhere, lover.
Everything will be fine.
I've got everything under control, Larry.
One day we'll look back on this and laugh.
Ah, there we are, perfect.
Okay, Larry, here we go.
Help me out here, Lar.
Scooch over.
That's good.
Okay.
What? Oh, don't be ridiculous, Larry.
Of course you'll still be attractive to me after the autopsy.
It's just scars.
Chicks dig scars.
I love scars.
Now here we go.
Oh, wonderful.
You're doing very good.
What? What's that, Larry? Really? You want to take our love to the next level? Well, I The setting's a little strange, but Well, I suppose we wouldn't be the first star-crossed lovers to make love in a crypt.
Oh Larry, I accept.
Oh-ohhhhh! Oomph! No, not there.
Maybe it's here.
No, it's never there.
There's no murder weapon anywhere.
Come on, Marnie, you're looking for a remote control.
Suspicious.
What is? Just a second Ricky.
Jumbo panties! Excuse me.
Aahhh! I've been caught.
What are you doing with my panties? What should I do? S-say you're a panty fiend, sorry.
Sorry, I'm a panty fiend.
What? I'm a dirty panty fiend.
I have a thing for your panties.
Really, I can't get enough of your jumbo panties.
I really love your panties.
I love your panties so much.
You can stop saying that.
I'll stop saying that now.
Good.
Now, Marnie, what are you doing here? Ask Ricky.
Don't say my name.
So, Ricky sent you? Oh, Marnie, don't kid yourself that I don't know all about the big secret.
What secret? What secret? And I don't care if my husband did father that fat bastard! Sshhhhhh! Coach Bowman's my dad? Ricky.
Can you feel me closing in? You're mine, Ricky.
Ricky! Ricky! Hey, we're trying to sleep.
Sorry.
Yeah, I do get carried away sometimes.
I should just shut up.
Marnie, I need to know who really killed the Mayor.
But if Shuckton is going to continue to grow or even survive, we need to bring in some new money.
What's that? You want a kiss? Well, if that's what you want.
Oh yeah, Shuckton, I still got it.
I'm your soul taker! I got it.
Two for two.
I got two souls.
I'm your man.
Oh yeah, I still got- Ahhhh! Ohhh.
Shit.
And now the sad, freaking news.
It appears that one of our own has become the story.
Heather Weather was killed yesterday, which leaves us to wonder, who could have killed this aging bright light.
What, you don't like the picture? I picked it out myself.
Ma'am, can I talk to you for a minute? I've live on the air here.
We have some questions regarding your involvement in the case that you're reporting.
Levon! Shit.
Okay, go to promo.
The breaking news appears to be Higher, higher! That, ah, for some stupid reason I have become the suspect.
Hey, easy flatfoot.
I am with child.
Ow! Ten thousand years old I can't take this.
Welcome to "Ends of Days Exercise.
" Let's start stretching, shall we? Breathe.
And breathe.
Breathe in the darkness and let out the light.
You're letting go of life.
Feel that stretch.
And now that we are nimble, let's do some cardio.
Start running on the spot.
This is good; it makes us feel like we are only 1,000 years old.
Let's get your seven hearts beating.
Let's get your heartrate to over 3,000 beats per minute.
Coffee, miss Gablechuck? No, thanks.
So I'm sure you've heard about Heather Weather? Yes, that she was murdered.
No, that she'd been shaving her age.
She's really 62 years old.
Wh- oh, um I'm not surprised.
So, you hated her.
No.
No, no, no.
Uh, no, she was a nice person, just sometimes she wasn't nice.
Now we're getting somewhere.
I saw that! We have several eye witnesses that place you at the scene of the crime and a few hundred of 'em overheard you say you wanted to kill miss Weather.
No, no, I di- I Okay, maybe, but I Look, I just That's not the kind of thing I would ever Okay, look I know, I know, I know, I gotta stop babbling.
I gotta- and I gotta stop laughing nervously, right? She's going down.
I heard that! Look you don't know what I'm going through.
You try being pregnant 27/4.
It's confession time.
You did it again! Hey.
I'm Shaye.
What are you doing here, Shaye? There's no way Corrinda coulda killed Heather.
And I have the footage to prove it.
Shaye.
Look, I'm not gonna let my baby momma do jail time.
Even if I don't plan to help with the kid at all.
Mm-hm Okay, I'm so mad! I am so mad at her, I could just kill Heather Weather right now.
I mean literally I could just kill her.
Okay.
You know how I'd do it? Rip out her tongue and I'd wrap her own tongue around her freaking neck until she was dead.
Do you know what? That would be funny.
That would be funny.
You know why? Because then she couldn't shoot her flipping mouth off and she'd be dead.
And I would win because she's dead! I added echo for effect.
I like sound.
Now look at the timecode.
It's the time of the murder, damn! This is the first time that someone saying they want to kill someone was their alibi.
Grrr! Shaye.
You know, I do what I do, check one two.
Check one two.
Well, this is the big day.
I'll be witness for the prosecution.
Somebody's ears are going to be burning Because I'll be talking about you, testifying about you.
Some say I'll even be lying about you.
What's that, Larry? You want me to tell the truth no matter what? Then everyone'll know our personal business.
They'll never understand.
What? I I suppose I could do it just for us.
What's that, Larry? You want to show your appreciation somehow? I suppose I could do that.
After all, it would be rude of me to turn down a Oh, Larry, small but eager.
I'm going to need a serviette.
Hmmmm Ah, thank God for rigamortis.
Councillors.
I eat you.
Brother.
Brother.
I'm feeling really good, Sam.
Full of hope.
My spirit bear put me through an exercise program.
Really worked my core, eh? Good morning, I have and important announcement which will change the outcome of this trial.
Oh This may be very good for us.
I think we're gonna get a retrial.
I'm beginning trust you, Sam Murray.
As you know someone has stolen my first and second-string gavels.
Now today my wife needs the hammer that I've been using as my third-string gavel for one of her projects.
Bird house.
Which is all to say, you're looking at it: Today's gavel.
All right, look, look.
It's just gonna have to do.
What a travesty this is turning into.
Your honour, may I approach the bench? Yes.
Then I get to come too - it's in the rules.
Hit me.
Your honour, there have now been two very similar murders and I think it's quite probable they were both committed by the same person.
We agree.
Hm? Oh, good.
Yeah, it's pretty obvious the Crim did this too.
Let's charge him For murder! Two time.
You have a good point.
How can he have a point? Crim was in jail at the time of the murder? You have a good point.
Yeah, I have a good point.
How can Crim have done it? It's called shape shifting, your honour.
Something that's pretty darn easy to do.
In fact, in the big city we do it all the time.
No they don't.
That's crazy.
Yeah, look, I'm getting taller, I'm getting shorter.
I'm getting taller, I'm getting shorter.
I'm getting shorter.
He's just standing on his toes.
I'm getting taller.
He's standing on his toes.
Ohhh Counsellors, you have both made very compelling arguments.
He didn't.
So let me deliberate.
- Yes, no, yes.
- Come on, come on.
Yes, yes, oh yes.
All right.
I've deliberated.
No retrial.
Order.
I said, order! Order in this court.
There will be order.
S-h-u- you know what, comrade? I'm getting a little tired of spelling "Shuckton.
" It's a little town with a big heart and it is really easy to spell.
Well, I am trying to speak to the Mayor of Russia.
What do you mean, you don't have a m Look, do you people want to rape our land or not? Rape.
Rape! R-a- never You know what? Never mind! Travis! That's my name.
I'm gonna need a power shake.
And by power shake you mean Martini.
Yes.
But I'm gonna call it a power shake.
But it is still a quadruple Martini, right? Yes.
Ah, I'm on it.
Prosecution calls it's witness.
Thank you, your honour.
We'd like to call I forget his name, but that guy.
Prosecution calls to the stand town coroner, Dusty Diamond.
This ought to be swift and painfree.
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? Remember, darling, if they ask, tell them everything, everything.
Well do you swear? Hm? Oh, um Well, I'd like to know what I'm swearing to.
Um, perhaps I could read it.
'Cause I can't very well give a good book recommendation if I haven't read it.
Mr.
Diamond, please.
Yes, I swear.
Hm.
Mr.
Diamond, so nice to have you today.
Mm-hm.
Let's start with: Were you friends with the Mayor? Friends.
Mmm, mmm Thirsty.
Friends, ah.
Um, yes.
Can we get to the meat of the matter, sir? Yes.
What was the cause of death? Cause.
Well, um, first of all, I, uh, ascertained that his heart would beat no more of that beautiful blood and then I further ascertained that his lungs would breathe in no more of that lucky air.
Lucky because it was allowed to go inside of him.
Great.
But what I'm getting at is what were the autopsy results? Why do you people keep making me relive this nightmare? Because you're the coroner! Good point.
What was the cause of death? Cause? Well, um Sir, there are so many causes of death nowadays.
Um, murder, disease, loneliness - that's the real killer.
That's what finally got the roadrunner.
Your honour, the witness is really pissing me off! Mr.
Diamond, answer the question.
Well, I would if he would stop misleading me.
Come on! What was the cause of death? What? What got him? What? Come on, what was the cause of death? What was the cause of death? Well, I don't know the cause of death.
Because I never finished the autopsy.
There! Satisfied? Fine, we'll just have to do it again.
This is good.
I'm ordering that the body of Mayor Bowman be exhumed first thing in the morning.
Very good.
Oh, it's gonna be gross.
It's gonna be disgusting.
Is that the ring for the tipster hotline or the suicide hotline? I think that's the tipster one.
Oh, good.
'Cause those suicide guys will keep you on forever.
You're up.
Shuckton police.
Hello? As a citizen I would like to say that I think it's odd that both the Mayor and Heather Weather were murdered, and don't you think that the true murderer is still out there? Yeah, yeah.
You got any information for us? Well, I have plenty.
I mean, have you checked out the drifter staying at the no tell motel.
And there's plenty of other suspects.
I'm having trouble understanding you.
Sounds like there's a cloth between your mouth and the phone.
No, of course not.
Well, you don't have to be nervous.
This is a totally anonymous service I just need to know one thing: What size are you? An xxxxxl.
Why? So we can send you a tipster t-shirt.
Wait a second, xxxxl? Is this Ricky? Hm? Oh.
Happy- Hold it.
No time.
We got a tip.
Have the rookie blow out the candles.
Eh, you guys shouldn't have.
Shuckton 5-0.
Open up.
I live for this shit.
What? Overtime.
Right.
Hold it, something's wrong.
That's better.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
I'm going in.
What? Just me.
Suitcase.
Excuse me, sir.
Uh, we'd like to ask you a few questions.
Namely, what are you doing in town? Oh.
So, what's troubling you is the nature of my game? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Ohhh.
Oh my God I'm seeing myself as a child.
I'm seeing myself being conceived.
Uhn I got it worse than that.
I'm seeing the night before I was conceived.
My dad's jerking off.
Well, this guy checks out clean.
A guy like you could never murder anyone.
Well, thank you.
And you're such a gentleman.
Thank you.
Mind if we make your bed, sir? All right.
Larry?! Larry! Larry! I have terrible news.
They're going to exhume you, so we need to move you.
But just for a little bit.
Uh? Yeah, I suppose we have time for a quick one.
Ooh, someone started without me.
Mmm.
Quickly! Mmm.
Mm! Quick, no Mmm.
That's better.
All right.
Who's the murderer? Drifter? Marilyn? Rampop? Marnie? It's Ricky at headquarters.
Pinpoint your position.
Are you at the Mayor's house, yet? Almost Ricky.
I'm inside.
Be careful.
Marilyn could come home at any minute.
Okay, Ricky.
Oh my.
Marnie, what are you doing? I'm dusting for fingerprints.
And a little dirt.
Come on, Marnie.
Looks for something that looks like a clue.
Sorry, Ricky.
Let's start looking right now.
It's a very scary foyer.
I'm going to look around it.
Here I go, Ricky.
I'm looking.
Please don't just run in circles.
Marnie, what's that? It's a picture of their fat son.
No, no, no.
Stand perfectly still.
Oh boy.
Look at the remotes.
The remotes? I'm looking at the remotes, Ricky.
Zoom in on the remotes.
Zooming in, Ricky.
I've been studying the crime scene.
Usually there's 13 remotes.
Now there's only 12.
Marnie, I think we just figured out what the murder weapon was.
Ooh! Now all we gotta do is find it.
Oh Let's go, Larry.
Very good.
Yes, here we are.
No one sees us.
Good, good.
Yes.
Okay, Larry.
Here we go.
Let's go.
That's good.
Okay.
Oh.
Larry.
Oh, pardon my vigor.
Now, Larry, if we meet any other boaters, let me do the talking.
Hang on, Larry, I'll be right back.
Don't go anywhere, lover.
Everything will be fine.
I've got everything under control, Larry.
One day we'll look back on this and laugh.
Ah, there we are, perfect.
Okay, Larry, here we go.
Help me out here, Lar.
Scooch over.
That's good.
Okay.
What? Oh, don't be ridiculous, Larry.
Of course you'll still be attractive to me after the autopsy.
It's just scars.
Chicks dig scars.
I love scars.
Now here we go.
Oh, wonderful.
You're doing very good.
What? What's that, Larry? Really? You want to take our love to the next level? Well, I The setting's a little strange, but Well, I suppose we wouldn't be the first star-crossed lovers to make love in a crypt.
Oh Larry, I accept.
Oh-ohhhhh! Oomph! No, not there.
Maybe it's here.
No, it's never there.
There's no murder weapon anywhere.
Come on, Marnie, you're looking for a remote control.
Suspicious.
What is? Just a second Ricky.
Jumbo panties! Excuse me.
Aahhh! I've been caught.
What are you doing with my panties? What should I do? S-say you're a panty fiend, sorry.
Sorry, I'm a panty fiend.
What? I'm a dirty panty fiend.
I have a thing for your panties.
Really, I can't get enough of your jumbo panties.
I really love your panties.
I love your panties so much.
You can stop saying that.
I'll stop saying that now.
Good.
Now, Marnie, what are you doing here? Ask Ricky.
Don't say my name.
So, Ricky sent you? Oh, Marnie, don't kid yourself that I don't know all about the big secret.
What secret? What secret? And I don't care if my husband did father that fat bastard! Sshhhhhh! Coach Bowman's my dad? Ricky.
Can you feel me closing in? You're mine, Ricky.
Ricky! Ricky! Hey, we're trying to sleep.
Sorry.
Yeah, I do get carried away sometimes.
I should just shut up.