Then Rudy's police radio starts squawking something about "trouble at the McNeil house," and he has to go on the call. Mike and Ellie are all, "Hey! We'll come with!" And Rudy's like, "Uh, it's a 911 call," and Mike and Ellie go, "Yay! We'll come with!" and Rudy's like, "Whatever." So they go to the McNeil house, which is easy to find because a convenient beam of unearthly light is pouring out of Robbie's bedroom window. Ma McNeil answers the door. Rudy's all, "Hi! I'm the sheriff here to bring you peace of mind! Oh yeah, and here's a local reporter and the town coroner!" Mike leads Rudy and Ellie up the stairs toward the sound of "[BANGING]." "Oh, God, somebody help me!" yells Robbie. His bed is bucking around and vibrating furiously. "Make it stop! Make it stop!" he screams, as he holds on for dear life. Jeez, kid, how many quarters did you put in that thing? Mike goes over and tries to hold the bed down. Robbie turns into the demonic persona that I will hereafter refer to as "Robeelzebub." He starts growling and hopping around and suddenly belches "GET OUT!" at Mike. Mike's like, "Eeek!" Robeelzebub knocks Mike upside the head, leaps off the bed, and runs out.
Dolan house. Mike comes home in the morning with a big bruise on his chin, and tells Sara and Mitzi what happened. There's a completely pointless moment of non-suspense when someone knocks on the door and Mike answers and nobody's there! And then he goes back inside and there's somebody there! And, duh, it's Robbie. "I don't know what's happening to me," Robbie sniffles. I guess now Mike's like some kind of guidance counselor for all the pathological and potentially murderous teens in Glory now. Will he take them all on a hayride later on in the season or something?
Over at the police station, Ellie and some puffy pompous psychiatrist in a turtleneck question Robbie. Ma McNeil gripes that she's late for work and that there are bills to pay. Puffy Pompous Psychiatrist in a Turtleneck discuss Robbie's case with Mike and Ellie. "He's a real creative teen who's using his overactive video-generation brain as a cry for help," says PPP-in-a-T. What? A precocious, culture-savvy adolescent? On this show?