Neighbor

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Thank you, Tom. This is Kip Wellington

at Springfield Penitentiary,

where notorious inmate Shawn Gracey

is still on the loose.

Gracey was apprehended three years ago

by the police for the murders

of over 35 people

in a small suburban town.

Police and authorities

are still working around the clock

to capture this notorious criminal.

We will be following the story,

and I will be checking in as it-

No. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Come on, Betsy! Betsy, please! Oh, no!

Betsy. Betsy, wake up.

Please...

You fucking asshole!

You just let her die?

Impressive wine cellar.

I was so surprised

you made your own.

I've always wondered if this worked.

No.

No!

Please no. No. Stop.

You know, they say the doctor says

a glass of wine-

it's good for the heart.

Hold still.

Could've aged it better.

Well, what do you think, Betsy?

Be honest.

Speak.

Yeah. Yeah, kind of.

I did the rest of

the 'shrooms last night.

Gave me messed-up dreams.

Because I was bored, and I had them.

Yeah. Okay. Yeah.

See you there.

There you go.

Thank you, dear.

No problem.

My little granddaughter's

gonna love these.

I don't know why my son put them

up so high in the first place.

Doesn't matter now anyway, does it?

You're right.

Are you okay?

These days, not so much.

What's wrong?

It's nothing to worry about.

I think my doctor

has to adjust one of my pills.

Mrs. Spool, about your medicine...

What would I do without you?

I've been switching it out

for quite a while now.

All of it.

What?

- Yeah.

- Why?

I just wanted to see how long it would take.

Call 911.

Diabetes, high blood pressure,

congestive heart failure.

You know, you hung in there

a lot longer than I thought.

Please...

Please...

Tell me, does it hurt?

Yes.

Well, that's a bummer.

I always get the same thing.

- It doesn't hurt to look.

- That's what she said.

- That doesn't even apply.

- It always applies.

I would like to apply

your face to the bar.

You're so rough, Donna.

So how does the band sound

on the new equipment?

Fucking fantastic.

Although I need you to come on over

and help me with the wiring.

What's wrong with the wires?

It's gonna be my last hurrah.

Shut up, dude. You're not quitting.

Being in a band

in high school was cool,

but it's different now.

Old man Mike.

That's who you are now.

You have responsibilities

to the band.

I'm not being old, Sam.

I'm just telling- I'm being realistic.

What do you think, penis?

- Don!

- You serious?

My Christ,

will you just go talk to her?

Soon enough.

You've been staring at that girl

for three freaking years, Don,

and in that time, you've said what?

I don't know. 17 words to her.

And you're just pissed off

because I still got options.

You're the one that's getting hitched.

That's something

I don't want to talk about.

Shut up.

Besides, he's trying

to get back together with Liz.

- No, I am not.

- You totally are.

Okay. A little.

You're both nuts.

Only in my dreams.

Stop obsessing, Debbie Gibson.

Yeah. Snagged.

Jenn, give me the hot wings, please.

I'll take the usual.

I'm gonna empty the tank.

Can I get another orange juice?

- Sure.

- Thanks.

Aw, man.

Yeah, I'll have a burger.

Say, Jenn,

Dickhead Don

is having a party this weekend.

You son of a bitch.

Why don't you and Janet stop by?

We might be able to fit that

into our schedules.

Awesome.

You're a fucking genius.

- What?

- Nothing.

Everything come out okay?

Well, I'd love to stay

for the happy ending,

- but I gotta get back to frigging work.

- I hear that.

I told Elizabeth

I'd help her out at the store.

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