They just wanted us to sit here
pickin' ticks off our asses.
Nobody's tried to kill you for days.
The stress must be overwhelming.
I'm just here to catch a bad guy.
If it goes down hard, so be it.
If we could get in to plant the surveillance
equipment, we wouldn't be stuck here.
Hey, what do we have here?
Must be one ofthose Southern traditions.
Exchanging baked goods in the street.
Nah, you bring them over.
That's how you meet the new neighbours.
Oh, man.
- Where are you going?
- While she's out, I'll set the surveillance.
Stall 'em.
- Stall them?
- Trust me.
- Malcolm!
- Four and a half minutes.
- Well, how-dee, ladies.
- Hello, neighbour.
Welcome to Maple Drive.
We hope you will come to love...
Oh, shut up and give the man
your dry old Bundt cake so I can go home.
You'll have to excuse Hattie Mae.
Her stomach's not feelin' too good.

I'm Miss Patterson
and this is Miss Other Patterson.
We call her that because she's from
a whole different set of Pattersons.
- My name's John.
- John what?
- Patterson! lsn't that a weird coincidence?
- Yes, it is.
Maybe we're all related.
I used to be married, but not any more.
Oh, Lord. Is she with Jesus?
No. Actually, Jesus,
I think, is how he pronounces it.
He was the gardener.
I caught him spreadin' fertiliser
in the bedroom, ifyou know what I mean.
'Scuse me, honey.
Here's your corn bread. I got to go.
No, you can't! Ladies, it was really a pleasure.