- When I hacked into The Gambler's files,
I found something I think he found.
[dramatic music]
- [whispering] What do we do now?
- We don't say another word.
- [growls]
- The light in Jennie's ring
is sensitive to dark energies.
- I had hoped to spend time in Blue Valley,
but I'm afraid you've made it intolerable.
What a shame.
- Would you let your parents in this side of your life?
- Hell, no, but my parents suck.
- So, if I just remove the limiter,
you're saying that this is gonna work 24 hours a day?
- You've been training the new Icicle.
- I'm trying to help him.
- And you made that decision by yourself
when all of us, who are a team, are at risk.
- Maybe Sylvester should lead the JSA.
- He already has been. - What is this place?
- It's called the Helix Institute.
Right here on your sign-in sheet,
Jennie-Lynn Hayden.
- She is here,
but I'm afraid her brother is not.
Mr. Bones, did you know that Todd Rice has a sister?
- He's out there somewhere,
and I know he needs my help.
Maybe he's looking for me, too.
♪
[insects chirping]
- This was left for you by Child Services for today.
Happy birthday, Jennie.
- Is this about my brother? - I have no idea.
- Okay.
Uh, thank you very much.
- A little advice for out there in the world...
don't try so hard to be perfect.
You don't have to be for people to like you.
And it's a little annoying.
[door closes]
♪
- [sniffles, sighs]
♪
"Todd."
- Come on, this way.
- Where are we?
- Todd, you trust me, right?
- You know I do.
- I am cooking you dinner.
- Danny, if we're caught, we are--
- I already disabled the alarm.
Come on, I learned from the best.
- This kind of place is high stakes.
We... [sighs]
We stay below the radar...
both: And we stay out of trouble.
- Yes, I know.
I just wanted to give you one night
where we weren't living like street rats.
Come on, it's your birthday!
And I know this day's never easy for you.
♪
All right.
Sit down and open that bottle of wine, okay?
I'm gonna go get started on these steaks.
I hope you're hungry.
- [scoffs]
♪
[scoffs]
♪
- "Todd."
[music darkens]
♪
[swings squeaking]
Dad's ring.
♪
[wind whooshing]
[indistinct whispering]
♪
[gasps]
♪
[gasping]
♪
Aah!
- Todd? What's wrong?
♪
- Todd! - Jennie!
- No! - No!
No!
- Todd! - [screams]
- Todd!
♪
- [screaming]
[breathes shakily]
- Todd.
[sirens approaching] Todd. Todd.
- [gasping]
[tires screeching]
[indistinct chatter over police radio]
- Come on. Come on. - You go.
- Todd, no, come on! - [groans] I can't. Go.
- Todd, I can't-- - Go!
[breathing heavily]
♪
[groans]
[door closes]
♪
Table for two?
- This him? - Think so.
- You Todd Rice?
- Relax. We're not after your buddy.
You are Todd Rice, yeah?
- How do you know my name?
♪
- Your payment will be forthcoming, gentlemen.
Thank you.
It is such a pleasure to meet you, Todd.
I'm Nurse Love.
- What is this place?
- Rest assured, you're safe.
Now come.
[thunder booming]
If you're hungry, we can ask the kitchen
to rustle up something.
Happy birthday, by the way.
- Happy birthday?
- You're 18 today.
It's a real milestone, Todd.
- How do you know me?
Who were those cops? - Friends of ours...
of Helix.
- Helix.
- It's a place for youth such as yourself--
troubled youth, special youth.
Your father was a man named Alan Scott.
- Yeah. So?
- What else do you know about him?
- I know that he's dead.
- Of course.
When he lived, he was the wielder of great power.
But you know that, don't you?
Your father was the Green Lantern.
[thunder booming]
- What is all this? - It's hope.
You see, I understand what it is to be different, Mr. Rice.
But different can be good.
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
[insects chirping]
- [breathes deeply]
- Michael, would you care for some chicken?
- Uh, yes, please, Father.
- Would you prefer a leg?
Perhaps a thigh?
- Perhaps a thigh would suffice.
- Quite welcome.
One wing coming up.
- Oh, for God sakes, Pat, can you and Leonardo DiCaprio
lay it on any thicker?
- [clears throat]
- Uh, Mom, uh, how was work today?
- Not bad. How was school?
- Boring as usual.
- You see that?
Courtney and Barbara are naturals.
- Class, homework...
friends.
Everything is fine.
- Beth needs ten more minutes,
so just try and act normal until then, please.
- Michael, would you lead us in grace, please?
- What?
- Forget it. I got it. - [growling]
- Uh, oh, great one...
we thank You for this...
- All right, all right, all right.
- It's harder than it looks.
- [growls]
- Ah. Dang it.
- Seriously, guys?
- All right, Rick, you're up.
- This is a normal Wednesday night for you?
- Well, I sure do love game night.
- [chuckles] Me too.
- Yeah. It's great.
- You know, this whole "situation" reminds me
of my granddad and the case of the stolen Studebaker.
- Hmm, that sounds exciting.
- [scoffs] Just wait.
- Exciting, indeed.
You see, there hadn't been a robbery
in Blue Valley for almost ten years.
Back then, my granddad was a volunteer sheriff's deputy.
He knew all the goings-on in town.
- Okay, Yolanda, I think you'll be taking home
the Oscar for Best Performance of Playing It Cool.
Well done. - Yolanda, it's your mother.
Sounds urgent. - Uh-oh. Oof.
Okay, well, good luck, champ.
I've got to check in with Beth and get an ETA.
- Thanks, Maria.
[sighs] Hi, Mom.
- So you're actually there this time.
- What do you mean? Of course I am.
- I called to tell Maria not to schedule you
for so many late shifts.
And do you know what she said?
This is the first late shift you've done all month.
What have you been doing at night, Yolanda?
Who have you been with?
♪
- Okay, Beth, team's all in place
and ready when you are.
- Okay, I'm working
on breaking through the Blue Valley Water and Power's
last firewall--
well, only firewall.
They really need to beef up security around here.
♪
You know, if The Gambler hadn't found them, Mr. Pemberton...
I don't know if I ever would've.
- I doubt that, but maybe it was better
Sharpe found the cameras first,
you know what I'm saying?
Considering he was murdered for it.
Let's focus on the mission, okay?
Shut down the power and find and destroy the cameras.
- Yeah, just a few more minutes,
then Operation: Blackout Bomb goes into action.
- "Operation: Blackout Bomb"?
- Oh. You don't like it?
- No, I love it. - [laughs]
- With liberty and justice for all.
Please begin.
- Amen. - Thank you.
- You guys did the prayer thing?
- [clears throat] - Wow.
- You are going straight... [cell phone vibrating]
To Father Thomas tomorrow, Yolanda.
I am tired of your lies and your deceit.
Yolanda, you need to tell me the truth right now.
- This is a misunderstanding, okay?
I-I-I'll explain everything as soon as I get home, okay?
- You see, my granddad had this special spot
at the salvage yard... - Mm-hmm.
- High up on the sign's scaffolding,
kind of like a crow's nest,
whole town laid out before you,
and he took me up there one day.
Tell you what--you could see all the way across Blue Valley.
And that's when we spotted it--
the Studebaker that was stolen off the lot
a few days prior.
Now, we don't know who took it.
We couldn't see who was driving it,
but there it was in all its glory on Maple Avenue,
roaring towards the highway.
- Uh, did you ever find the car?
- Nope, Granddad fell and broke his clavicle.
But the lesson that day was don't spy on people.
♪
Hmm.
- Your timer ran out.
- My other one won't.
♪
- Anyone for Clue?
- No, it's my turn.
- [growls]
- All right, all right.
Let's play Clue next, though.
- [sighs]
- Beth, it's do or die here.
- Here we go, Mr. Pemberton.
Three, two, one.
♪
[confused murmurs] - Oh, no!
[car horn blares outside]
♪
[board pops] - Aah!
♪
- [gasps] - Let's do this.
- Okay.
- Beth has no idea how long until the power comes back,
so we-- - Find the cameras.
- Take 'em down.
- How scary do I look? Ooh...
- No more scary than usual.
- That--that hurts.
- I was kidding.
♪
- [growls]
[grunts loudly]
♪
- Over there.
It's pointed right at our table.
- [sighs] So we're definitely being targeted then, right?
- Sylvester thinks so.
Me too.
I wonder what Courtney thinks. - Yeah, I know.
I wonder if she still even wants to be Stargirl.
- You know she does, Rick.
♪
- Well, there's our camera.
- The Gambler must've stumbled on
to the same security feed I did.
- And you think whoever's watching us knew that
and killed him?
- Yeah, that's what I think.
And it wasn't The Shade, the Crocks,
Dragon King, or Cindy Burman.
♪
[camera clatters]
- [breathing heavily]
Another one bites the dust.
- Did you turn over your hourglass just for that?
- I don't have to anymore.
Took off the limiter. Now it works 24-7.
Watch this.
[ringing]
[laughs]
- What are you doing?
- Just showing you.
- That seems kind of extreme.
- Maybe, but it was kind of fun, too.
Being Hourman can be fun, finally.
I never have to worry about time running out on me again.
Let's move.
I am amped!
♪
- [grunts] Hey. - Hey.
- You okay?
[camera beeps] - Yeah.
Sylvester's plan is good.
- I don't mean with the plan.
I mean, are you okay with everything else?
- Someone's been spying on us, Pat.
We don't know who or for how long.
All I'm worried about is finding them.
- That's all?
Oh, thanks.
- Well, no.
But how can I talk about my own problems
when we're dealing with some kind of psycho voyeur?
- You can talk to me about anything, all right?
You know that.
And I'm sorry that things are difficult right now,
with you and Yolanda
and the others not getting along.
- It's my fault.
I screwed up by keeping what was happening with Cameron
to myself and now--
now Cindy's gone, along with any credibility I had
as leader of the JSA.
I mean, forget leader.
I don't even know if they're still my friends.
- Of course they are.
- They don't need me anymore, Pat.
They have Starman now.
- Hey, Starman's not the one who recruited them,
and he's not the one who made those kids grow
into who they are today.
You started all of that.
- Maybe that's all I was supposed to do, Pat,
is get them started.
- I don't think you believe that any more than I do.
[whooshing]
- Pat? What's happening?
♪
- Ah, Miss Whitmore, just who I need.
- What are you doing here?
Do you know about the cameras?
- If there's some kind of nonsense going on
in Blue Valley, I no longer care.
I require your services
for something far more urgent.
- She's not available, Shade.
- She won't be long, Stripesy. Come, now.
- I can't go anywhere right now,
and besides, Sylvester has the staff.
- I don't need the staff.
I need Courtney Whitmore.
- [yelps] - Courtney!
♪
[camera beeps and whirs off]
- Yolanda, how's it going?
- Uh, just got the one downstairs in my kitchen.
Beth didn't find any in my bedroom,
thank God, but I'm checking just to make sure.
- Okay.
The American Dream is clear,
and I'm hitting the rest of Main Street now.
- Oh, can you check the church, too?
The confessional.
- You got it.
Oh, and hey, remember, stay strong.
I know there's a lot going on with you and Courtney,
but don't let it take you off your game.
It'll work out. You two just have to talk.
- Thank you, Sylvester.
- So...
sneaking in like you've been sneaking out.
- [sighs]
- [speaking Spanish] - [speaking Spanish]
- I want to see your phone. - No.
- Give it to me, Yolanda. - I have done nothing wrong.
I promise. It's--
[dramatic music]
It's all that I'll say.
I am old enough to live my own life,
and if you love me, you'll trust me.
- Trust you?
After everything you've done?
Give me your phone right this minute...
or get out of this house.
♪
- Dad?
♪
Court?
Dad?
Hello?
♪
Uh, Barb?
[door closes]
[whooshing]
- What's happening? - [groans]
Where'd you drag us to, Shade?
- I didn't drag you anywhere, Stripesy.
You invited yourself, and I'd send you right back,
believe me,
if I could.
- Why? - What do you mean
send us back if you could?
- My abilities are...
well, to be frank, they're coming apart like an old suit.
And, unfortunately, the one seamstress in all the world
who could stitch them back together again
is the most frustrating, immature,
defiant, emotional, unreasonable,
utterly vexing creature I've ever come across.
But, of course, I needn't tell you that.
You already have the misfortune of knowing her, too.
♪
- Jennie.
- [sighs] I told The Shade that I should call you first
to explain everything,
but he never listens to anything I say.
- Oh, I don't listen to you?
I daresay I felt quite neglected
when you almost burned down that tea house.
- You called me stubborn. - Um, guilty.
- As stubborn as my father, who I told you
to never talk about, since you helped murder him.
- Okay, hey, just-- let's all take a breather here.
Just relax. It's okay. Just, hey, take it easy, okay?
- [sighs]
- Jennie, what's going on?
♪
- I finally found my brother, Courtney.
And he needs our help.
[dramatic music]
♪
[device beeps]
[person screaming]
[screaming, grunting]
♪
- You found Todd?
- Where is he?
- Upstairs.
- Upstairs?
And where are we?
- We're at that Helix Institute.
- Home for troubled youth.
- That nurse said he left.
- She lied.
Whatever this place really is,
he's been their prisoner this entire time.
I'm going to get him out of here,
even if I have to burn this place to the ground.
- First, let me explain our problem as simply as I can.
- I don't think you can simply explain
how to make a cup of tea.
- Brewing tea is rather more complicated
than perhaps you might imagine, Jennie.
- Mm.
- Now, for weeks,
when I was accessing the shadows,
I was also drawing in
some mysterious emerald light somehow.
And it hurt, immensely.
I traced the light to this delightful girl.
After several days of attempting
to separate our tangled power sources,
I'm afraid we remain at an impasse.
She has no control over that ring.
- Because my ring was corrupted by The Shade's shadows,
and now the darkness is leaking into it.
- No, your light is leaking into my darkness.
- Okay, well, I think we just got
a real "peanut butter and chocolate type" situation.
I mean, how'd they get tied up together in the first place?
- It was right before we defeated Eclipso...
When Beth and I found that black residue
in the cafeteria.
[device beeping] - Whoa.
[gasps]
- What is that stuff?
♪
I thought the ring destroyed it,
but The Shade thinks it was pulled into the ring instead.
♪
It connected it to the Shadowlands.
- And I fear,
if we don't sever that connection,
our conditions will worsen.
- How can we help?
- Jennie needs to exorcise the darkness
from her ring to shut off the link
between the light and the dark.
- We think once I do, we won't be drawing
on each other's respective powers anymore,
and I'll have full control of the ring again.
Then I can help Todd.
- Yes, and I don't care about any of that.
I just want the girl cut off from the Shadowlands
so I can get back to a pain-free life.
- These kids need help. - Oh, when don't they?
And why is it always my problem?
No, it was-- it was amusing at first,
but now it's just annoying.
- You can help me overcome the darkness
within me, Courtney.
You did it when you beat Eclipso.
How do I do that?
- It was all kind of a dream.
I-I heard Starman, and I heard Pat.
But I broke free from Eclipso, because I knew if I didn't,
my friends and family would get hurt.
- Yes, excuse me. What are you saying?
- What I'm saying
is saving Todd might be the thing
that lets her expel the darkness out of her ring...
♪
And get you back to normal.
- I think she's right, Shade.
- Right, then...
let's go upstairs and get your brother.
- [whimpering]
[lights buzzing]
♪
[panting]
[grunting]
♪
- Six months, and it's only gotten worse.
We need to be more aggressive with the treatment...
before we lose control.
[lights buzzing louder] - [grunting]
[screams]
[buzzing and humming]
- [laughing] Yes!
Wish granted.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Yeah, it's quite a collection of cameras.
- But not the right ones.
I was really specific this time.
I wished for every camera
that The Gambler's killer ever touched.
[sighs] So what are these?
- Mm, looks like a mistake to me.
- I guess so.
- Or maybe this is a clue.
- On who killed The Gambler? - No.
I'm thinking on how the wishes work.
You see, it's a lot like the board game.
We know who got killed--
The Gambler.
And we know where he got killed--the trailer park.
But what we don't know is who the murderer is.
Was it Professor Plum or Colonel Mustard?
- Who are they? - American icons, kid.
Anyway, the point being,
if you don't know who the killer is,
then maybe your confidence with the wish itself
lacks the strength needed.
Then wires get crossed.
Your pistons aren't firing right.
You know, it's no secret,
but magic has everything to do with the magic user.
Mm-hmm.
Yep, I learned that playing Dungeons & Dragons
with my grandmother Louise.
♪
- Your grandmother played Dungeons & Dragons?
- [laughing] Oh, did she ever.
Voted number one in the entire state--
Dungeon Master 1987.
Mm-hmm, it kind of went to her head.
She kept referring to herself as a master sorceress wrapped
in the Belt of Dwarvenkind...
whatever the hell that means.
Anyway, if she were here now, the wish...
she'd say that it needs to be more than just specific.
It needs drive...
passion...
desire.
See, Jakeem...
you got to want something really, really bad,
with every fiber of your being and with all of your heart,
so much that it has to come true.
[soft music]
♪
- Got anything to add?
- Nah, you got this, Jakeem. Just follow your heart.
♪
- This one has a flash cube on it.
Hey. [laughs] It still works. - Ow.
- Yeah, I'll take this one home with me.
♪ Do-do-do Holy smokes! A Betamax!
Oh, boy, come to papa.
- [breathing heavily]
Courtney and Pat couldn't have just vanished.
- I know. So where are they?
- I don't know. [knock at door]
♪
- Oh. Yolanda?
- I know Courtney and I aren't really speaking, but, uh...
♪
[voice breaking] I had nowhere else to go.
♪
- Come on, let's go.
♪
- Can you stop doing that? - What?
I need to flex. It feels good.
So the last camera, where is it?
- Over there.
♪
- Whoever's doing this is a real creep, huh?
- Yeah, but why? What do they want?
- What does anyone who comes after us want?
Revenge...
power.
It never matters. Crush 'em all the same.
[lights whirring and clicking]
♪
- Uh-oh.
♪
- Whoever you are, we're coming for you.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Which way?
- [sighs] I don't know.
[ringing]
- Wait, wait.
Your brother is down there.
- How do you know that?
- I'm not sure.
♪
- [grunting]
♪
[door rattles] - [grunts]
♪
- Focus. Breathe.
- Try not to burn the whole place down again.
- Hey, let Courtney do the coaching.
- Oh, please, by all means.
♪
[groans]
- [panting]
[device beeps] - [groans]
- You okay? - I'm fine.
- Just trying to help.
- He's through here.
[screams]
- You okay?
[Todd screaming]
[moaning]
♪
- Todd?
- Who's there? Who are you?
- It's me, your sister.
- Jennie?
- Todd! - Jennie!
- I don't want to go!
♪
- Let's get him out of here. - No, no! You can't!
♪
If you take me out of this room,
I'll destroy the world.
- Well, I'm not leaving you here!
♪
[ringing]
♪
- Aah!
[whooshing]
[electricity crackling, alarm blaring]
- [grunts]
- [shrieks]
Aah!
[shrieks, moans]
Aah!
♪
- [grunts]
- [roaring]
[screams]
- Courtney!
Look out!
- Todd!
[whooshing]
Todd!
♪
[car horn blaring]
- Greg, move your head!