Stephen and Randy in “The Magic Bush”

[showing up at the Marsh residence with Butters behind him and bangs on the door before Randy answers; frazzled] Randy, we need to talk.

Okay.

[whispers] Inside! [moments later; pacing back and forth while Butters sits on the sofa with Randy and Sharon] I've been going over it and over it in my head. I thought Butters and I were alone, but then I saw you on the news. [walks up to Randy] Another drone hobby enthusiast whose drone was blamed for something the enthusiast didn't recall doing. Randy, this is very important. Is it possible that you did something contrary to the proper code of conduct for drone-flying enthusiasts?

No. I didn't.

I thought it was just my drone, but I think it might be all of them.

What might be?

Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth! Our drone flew! The battery was drained! The SD card was erased! Butters was the only other person who had access to it! Butters can't use the drone without my supervision! So where does that leave us, Randy?!

Drones are spooky?

If they have minds of their own, they're more than spooky! I don't know about you, but I'm starting to feel pretty unenthused about this hobby.