Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

System crashed.

Please say the serial number of the harpoon you wish to track.

Oh, it's your job to go on a date

- Which means someone... - Irasshaimase!

Have you heard of this new Airbnb?

Want me to try to find a locksmith?

[Static, heavy breathing]

Well, thank you for that. Since you're the expert,

you saw a chance to get rid of Maru

[Cellphone chimes]

Hashtag heroes are everywhere.

Ergo, this harpoon was used to kill a man!

I just have to take this.

- Irasshaimase! - no body.

She hated my husband.

It's my job, honey.

And how does that make you feel?

Let me connect you.

Geils, can you read me the serial number?

Call the coroner.

[Camera shutter clicks]

leaving me with a bit of an empty nest.

Sergeant Pepper?

Geils, go check on the dental records.

No, you can't go. You're a murder suspect.

Scholls and Geils are dating, they're raising my child,

killed him in the office, likely with a...

You have work to do anyway.

as per the Marine Mammal Protection Act of 1972,