Oliver's place. Dr. Anspaugh and Doggett rap sharply on the front door. Nothing. Doggett tiptoes around to the side of the house, looking into the window. "What the hell?" he hisses, and comes racing around to try the door again. Nothing. So Doggett takes his Handy Dandy Lock-Picking Kit out of his breast pocket and neatly fiddles with the door until it swings open. He tells Dr. Anspaugh to stay outside, and walks on in. The house is in Brady mode. And I'd like to sidebar again to remind you that this, the penultimate episode of this show, ever, is about a guy obsessed with The Brady Bunch. If someone had told you that while you were waiting in line to see Fight the Future, you would have punched that person in the face. But it's true! It is true! And I can't get over that. This episode isn't even poorly written. It's just aired completely out of place! The last three episodes, in my opinion, clearly should have been "Release," "William" and the finale. Instead, they're throwing in this lame-ass story about The Brady Bunch. As the second last episode ever. Ever. EVER. What is up with that? No, seriously. No. Seriously. What the hell? And why does my head hurt so bad? Anyway. Doggett's eyes widen. He heads upstairs, calling Oliver's name. "FBI!" Doggett yells. Finally, he meets Oliver in the upstairs hallway. "Get out of my house," Oliver says. Doggett carefully explains that Dr. Anspaugh would really like a word with him. "Why won't you people just leave me alone?" Oliver asks plaintively. "Get out." At this, Doggett begins to levitate. Well, of course he does. He reaches out and grabs hold of a nearby doorknob, which keeps him grounded for about six seconds. Next thing you know, his legs are waving in the air and his grip gives out. Doggett sails up and through the ceiling. Oliver gulps.
Doggett comes to and finds himself pressed against the main roof beam in the attic. "Oh, crap," he mutters. He tries to stand up...and finds himself upside down, his feet on the beam, his head pointing toward the floor. He tries, futilely, to leap down to the floor. "Oliver!" he calls plaintively. "[Dr. Anspaugh]? I need some help up here!" Outside the house, Dr. Anspaugh hears Doggett, and races inside. In the attic, Doggett paces up and down the beam. "Oliver? Are you up there? Down there? Whatever the hell?" he calls. Doggett catches sight of Oliver from the hole in floor. "Oliver!" he yells. Oliver runs off. "Oliver!"