The bottled prophets are looking unwell, and Michael still hasn't asked his questions. Brian is causing havoc at the nursing home and warns Michael and Kacey that time is of the essence, but on their return, all hell has broken out in Marvin Gardens.
The cul-de-sac is crammed full of vehicles, strangers and irate neighbours. The king has escaped from his jar and has to be recaptured before it is too late. It seems like the end of the line - or maybe the start of a new adventure.
Same people who put together Detectorists. If you like this, you'll probably like that.
If you're more into the "weird," and less into the "nice," there's always Britannia, where the manager of the store, (and the brains behind both this and Detectorists), is an ancient Druid high on various hallucinogens and dealing with supernatural weirdness while the Romans invade England for 3 seasons. It's as if a psychedelic rock band from the 60's made a video about that particular invasion of Britain, and got their buddies for the soundtrack.