FRANK: Previously on Hardy Boys... LUCY: This wasn't the plan.
- We're improvising. Trust me. JOE: Dennis never came home last night.
[panting]
- No, no, no! No--
JOE: Now Jesse and Deputy Riley
are questioning Lucy because she was the last person to see him.
- Telling you where Dennis went will give away what his film's about.
JOE: Lucy gave us a lead by accident.
FRANK: He was shooting up at Demon's Paw.
JOE: Let's pop in the tape, see if we can narrow down the search radius.
FRANK: What the hell is that?
- It's the Bridgeport Demon.
♪
- Dennis is out there somewhere, and I'm not just gonna sit around.
- You're being reckless.
It's like you don't know who you are
unless you're playing detective!
JOE: Are you sure there's a path over here?
- It's right here. Trust me, I've been here a bunch.
CALLIE: [heavy breathing] Okay...
- What about the eyewitness who saw him going into the East Woods.
- Witness got it wrong. It happens.
- What's this stain on your jacket?
- I don't know. Water?
- No, it smells sweet.
- I am here for The Eye.
I'd be impressed if your little stunt
hadn't gotten me kidnapped by Stratemeyer.
What do you want?
ANGELA: Answers.
[beeping, glitching]
[screaming]
[gasping]
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm good.
- Enough, George! I will not be lectured to!
Power unused is not power at all!
- We have gone too far this time!
4,000 people are dead!
- We are not responsible for those deaths.
- We knew exactly what was going to happen!
We have blood on our hands.
- Our hands?
You were not delivering this sermon a week ago,
and your fortunes have been favored as much as ours.
SERGEI: You cannot simply walk away from this circle, George.
♪
[echoing footsteps]
- You've been reading my journal.
[glitching]
- I'm trying to understand.
The Eye gives you the knowledge to get
what you want most. - In a way.
Last night, I tried to see the end.
The end of... everything.
But what the Eye showed me, I could not understand.
I wonder if Sergei and Ahmed have done this.
But I'm afraid to ask.
- I've been having strange dreams.
- The images are often puzzling.
Cryptic and overwhelming.
But there's always a signal.
Reminds me of my war efforts.
Back when I was a young cryptanalyst.
When right and wrong was black and white.
Years later, The Eye changed all that.
- You kill people.
♪
- It's an unintended consequence.
- The Eye's dangerous. That-that's why you destroyed it.
- Destroyed?
No. I broke it.
Energy cannot be destroyed.
The power will always remain... somewhere.
- Where is it now?
- You know where it is, Frank.
[metallic banging]
[bang bang bang]
[banging continues]
♪
[birds chirping]
[floor creaking]
♪
[insects, birds chirping]
[alarm beeping]
[locks door]
[beeping]
[alarm stops]
[insects chirping]
[door taps wall]
[clicking, creak]
[grunting] [rumbling]
♪
[mechanical clicking]
♪
[locks snapping]
[paper crinkling]
- Find what you're looking for?
- What the hell are you doing here?
- I could ask you the same thing.
But I won't. I've got a pretty good idea.
- Did you follow me?
- Couldn't sleep.
See, I couldn't stop thinking about what JB said,
how the power of The Eye is not in The Eye.
How someone must have swapped it out for a fake.
Now, I know I didn't do it.
But then again, I wasn't the one holding it down in the chamber. You were.
And then I got to thinking
about how lucky it was
that you found Dennis' hat in that stream.
Little too lucky, if you ask me. - Joe...
- I know you have The Eye, Frank. - No.
♪
I think The Eye has me.
♪ dramatic theme playing ♪
- What do you mean it has you?
- When we were in the chamber,
when The Eye was reforging in the machine...
I think it somehow gave me its power.
- Oh my god. - I know it sounds crazy,
but energy can't be created or destroyed.
Only changed or moved. So,
I think somehow when I touched it, it transferred. - That's awesome.
- What? - What do you mean "what"?
Who cares? You're a superhero!
We got to figure out your powers. Okay, can you...
can you shoot lasers out of your eyes?
Can shoot fireballs out of your eyes? Uh, can you...
Can you move things with your mind? Can you... [gasps]
Can you read minds? Read my mind. - Are you done?
- No, no, no. Not even close.
Oh! Can you, can you see the future?
We should buy lottery tickets. No, no, no! Can you astral project?
Quick. Beam your mind into the past, figure out what happened to Dennis.
- I can't do that! - What do you mean?
That's what you did in the chamber. That's how you figured out who killed Mom.
- No, it doesn't work like that! - Why not?
- I don't know why not!
Okay, I don't know anything!
That's why I'm here!
[indistinct chatter]
We're not the only ones.
♪
SECURITY [on radio]: All units, secondary alarm triggered on main floor. Copy.
FRANK [quietly] We've gotta close this. JOE [quietly] No, we'll be trapped.
- Not the door. The bookcase.
[door creaks]
[insects chirping]
[radio chatter]
[footsteps]
[radio chatter]
FRANK: This doesn't make any sense. JOE: I know.
Why would Great-grandpa build a secret room he couldn't even close the door to?
- Not that. Why the armed response?
- Lot of expensive stuff in this house.
Do you think Grandma told them about the secret room?
FRANK: If she did, it's not much of a secret anymore.
I think we just wait it out.
[sighs]
♪
- That's boring. I say we take them out.
I've got this... [sword slices]
and you've got your laser eyes. Let's go. - I don't have laser eyes.
- You never know if you don't test it. - Put it down.
[sighs] [puts down sword]
♪
- So, what is it like?
Having the power of The Eye inside you?
- I don't know.
In the woods, it was like instinct.
Other than that, it's just been strange dreams, random visions.
- Of what?
- All sorts of stuff. I started writing it down.
[flipping pages]
- Oh man...
- It's cryptic, right?
- No, no, no! You have a bad-ass superpower,
and your first instinct is to take notes.
- I can't just start wielding some dangerous power
that I don't understand.
Okay, if we can systematically break through everything in this--
What the hell was that? - A test.
Can't see the future.
Put that in your diary.
- It's a journal.
[door shuts]
- Hey, boys, where were you? FRANK: Well, just figured
everyone could use a little kick this morning.
- Great minds think alike.
- Are we in trouble? - Almost certainly.
But that's not why I'm here.
The mayor wants to get a photo
with the local heroes who saved Dennis Gilroy.
It's gonna be at Wilt's at lunch.
- Yes! Yes!
A hero's welcome by day and then wrestling by night.
This is gonna be the greatest day of my life.
- [wrestling voice]: That's right, boys.
Tonight's the pay-per-view event of the century.
[normal voice] Thanks. - What is that?
- That's my wrestling voice.
[wrestling voice] Heavyweight championship of the world!
- [wrestler voice]: Three stadiums in three cities. A battle royale!
[both growl]
- Please don't do that while our friends are here.
- [laughs] I gotta go.
- Um, are you working tonight?
- Uh, yeah, I am now.
- You think you can book it off? Watch the show?
There's gonna be a lot of oily men in tights.
- Oh yeah? What are the wrestlers going to be wearing?
♪
- See you tomorrow.
- Bye, Chief. [door opens]
[door shuts]
[school chatter]
- Hey, so, uh, something you, uh, said yesterday's really been bugging me.
- When I called you an idiot? PHIL: No, that's fine.
It's just... you mentioned that you've been to the cemetery a bunch.
Is that why you stopped looking for your dad? It's 'cause you found him...
- Hey. That's a cool watch. Can I see it?
- Yeah! Sure. It's actually fully waterproof.
I saved up all my paper route money just to buy it. Look, it's so...
Wha-- No, no, no. That-that's mine.
- Now, it's collateral.
Don't mention my birth parents again, Phil.
- But that's... The thing is, I just-- - Never again.
- But that's my watch.
- Come see me anytime.
[knocking] - Hey! Uh, can I come in?
- Yeah.
- Any chance you rescheduled that call with Woodson Academy?
- Yeah, I actually just got off the phone with the dean of admissions.
It's not good news.
- Uh, what's wrong? I don't qualify for financial aid?
- No. Um, they're...
rescinding your acceptance.
- What? No, they-they can't do that.
- They're saying it's a question of character.
- [scoffs] But what does that even mean?
- Apparently, there's an allegation of cheating
on your entrance exam.
- That's impossible. There was someone in the room with me
the entire time. - No, sorry.
Not your Woodson exam. The one you did for Rosegrave.
- Rosegrave? But...
that was an elimination test.
Best score moves on. Frank and I aced every round.
Who said I cheated?
♪
- I don't know. I'm sorry.
They don't give out that kind of information.
[sighs]
- It's gotta be Donald Dukay. - Who?
- We beat him on the Rosegrave exam and he's pissed about it.
Now, he's spreading lies to get even. - You sure?
- I'm gonna confront him at lunch.
Make him admit it and take it back.
- Uh, what about the photo?
- This is more important.
- Okay. Yeah, I'll come with you.
- You don't have to worry about me.
- It's not really you I'm worried about you.
- Do your photo. I got this.
[playground chatter outside]
- Hey.
Did you really find Dennis at the Old Mill?
- Told you we have ways of finding out.
[scoffs]
You know, you could have just told us he was filming
in the West Woods. Would've saved everyone a bunch of time.
- Right.
- Hey, uh, when do I get my watch back?
- When I can trust you. - A-and when's that going to be?
- Mr. Munder? Phil's bothering me!
- [whispers]: No, no, quit it... - Uh, Phil, change seats.
- Seriously?
[sighs]
[screen sliding, clicks]
♪
- Hey, uh,
you sure you're okay to be back so soon or...
- I'm fine. - Oh, okay.
[screen sliding, clicks] Where's the video camera?
- Uh, Mr. Munder?
- No, no-- [sighs] MUNDER: Phil, change seats!
Dennis, help me pull down the screen!
PHIL: I was just asking a question.
I didn't-- I don't-- [sighs]
MUNDER: Thank you.
♪ horror music ♪
[screaming] [high-pitched tone]
- No! Turn it off! [screaming]
- Are you okay?
- I'm telling you guys, something happened to Dennis in the woods.
- It's almost like he hit his head or something.
- It's more than that. You saw him. He was freaking out.
- If only there were some recent injury that might explain it.
- How do you explain the symbols that he was drawing?
BIFF: Did you steal that from Dennis?
- Oh, you're going to lecture me about stealing?
♪
- Look at the time. I gotta go.
- What about the photo?
- Not in it for the glory.
I'm going to go check on something.
[click, spritz]
- Would you like a spritz? - For what? It's a photo.
[hitting buttons, video zapping]
- Oh, come on!
- Maybe if you had two good arms? - Too soon, way too soon.
JOE: Nice duds, Chet. - You dress up for Robo's funeral?
- It's gonna be your funeral in a minute.
You wearing cologne?
- Where's Mayor Krassner? - He's running late.
- Speaking of, I'm going to be late to wrestling tonight.
- You got another costume change? - [fake laugh] No.
I gotta help my parents fix a fence.
Apparently, having one arm still means I can hammer posts.
[frustrated grunt]
You guys can't talk to me when I'm playing, okay?
- You're lucky you just died in the game. Last year,
Robowar killed three kids. - No, it didn't.
- I heard about that. - No, you didn't.
- No, it's true! All three of them had heart attacks
when they got the high score. - Phil, that didn't happen.
That was one kid four years ago,
and it was BlitzerBlasto, not Robowar!
[losing beeps] Y'all are killing me.
- Step aside, children. Let me show you how it's done.
[beep, blasting] See?
[zapping, beeping] Wh-- What?
- Move. Move. Move. Move. - See? Not that easy. Not that easy.
[arcade music]
- Watch and learn. [clicking, beeping]
See, the trick is-- [losing beeps]
- Uh-huh. What's the trick? - Let me try.
[clears throat] [beeping]
[clicking buttons]
♪
[buzzing, distortion]
[eerie noises] [glass clinking]
[whirring]
[banging]
GEORGE: The Eye whispers to me.
If I strain to listen, I can hear a lucky word here or there.
[banging continues] What do you hear?
[banging]
Frank?
Frank. Frank?
[losing beeps]
- Frank? You okay?
- There they are, our young heroes!
Uh, we'll get the brothers up front.
Trust me, you two could use the good publicity.
Your grandmother cast quite a shadow over this town,
what with all the corruption and bribery. [laughs]
It's wonderful to see that you're not following
in her terribly misguided footsteps.
Why, if it wasn't for you, I'd hate to think,
I'd hate to think what could have happened to Dennis Gilroy!
What an ending to your adventuring careers.
- Wait, ending? - Oh yes!
I think we can all agree it's not wise for kids
to be snooping around a dangerous place like Demon's Paw!
- Not with Stratemeyer Global up there. - Keeping us safe,
rebuilding a collapsed old mine,
and bringing jobs back to Bridgeport.
And jobs and safety,
as we all know, are my top priorities.
And tough on crime!
Would you mind just [clicks] for a second? Thank you.
And we are... [clears throat]
Good. Smiles, everyone.
[shutter snaps] Great. So we'll, uh,
crop that, you know what I'm saying?
Thank you, boys! If you ever need anything,
please come and see me. Ladies and gentlemen,
please, good day!
- Well, that was fun!
- Glad I got all dressed up.
Putting in all this effort.
See, I'm wearing a tie! PHIL: I see it, I see it. It's nice.
Right. You did push it. CHET: You're wearing a sweater...
♪
JOE: What does that mean?
PHIL: Yeah, no, brings out my eyes.
CHET: This is not the color I would choose.
[voices fade]
Listen, plaid is a lifestyle, okay?
DONALD: Like, I don't care about my mark.
She doesn't have to know that, that I don't care about my mark. [laughs]
- Donald Dukay?
Remember me?
[door shuts] - Were you at Ronnie's party on Friday?
- I'm Callie Shaw.
- Look, I had a real nice time, Kelly.
I'm just not really ready for a new relationship.
- Ew. What? No.
We took the Rosegrave exam together.
I beat you. Then, you went and told people I cheated.
So, I want to know exactly what you said
and who you said it to.
- Estabrook girl! [laughs]
I-I can't believe I thought I made out with you.
- Take back what you said, so I can clear my name.
- Look, I honestly have no idea what you're talking about,
so why don't you go ask your benefactor about all this?
I hear she's got nothing but time these days.
♪
JOE: Hey, Dennis.
You okay?
- I'm fine.
Nurse said it was just a migraine.
- I don't know, man. My mom gets migraines,
and she doesn't wig out like that.
- What are you working on?
- My film. I...
I had an idea for an ending...
- What do your notes say?
- Nothing. I...
must've improvised on the day.
- So, you don't remember if you were filming
in the East Woods or the West Woods?
- No, it... it was the West Woods.
PHIL: How do you know?
- That's where you found me.
- Yeah, but how do you know that's where you were filming?
- And where's the camera? LUCY: Stop.
You're confusing him. He's had a rough day.
- We're just trying to help.
You don't think it's weird we found him at the Old Mill, Lucy?
- Why would I?
- Someone said they saw him going into the East Woods.
- Then, go talk to them. Come on.
♪
- We need to find that eyewitness.
- I think I know who it is.
I found this on my mom's desk.
[plastic crinkling]
- Egg sandwich at the general store?
That's disgusting. - Exactly.
Grice General is all the way up on Third Line.
There's no way she just had a craving.
My mom was there for a reason.
- Oh!
JOE: Let's go.
- He called you Estabrook girl?
What a jerk.
- What if...
What if we go see Gloria?
- No!
She's a snake, Cal.
After everything she did, okay, we can't let her back into our lives.
We can't trust her.
- Tad! Tad Carson!
That's who saw Dennis going into the East Woods.
- Are you sure? - It's a working theory.
He runs the general store on the old logging road.
Biff thinks Jesse went up there today to follow up on Dennis.
Oh, and Phil...
stole this from Dennis' notebook.
You're welcome!
[scoffs]
♪
[video game beeping] [eerie noises]
- I find myself wanting to use it, just to look.
What do you see, Frank?
What does The Eye show you?
[lock clicking] [lid creaking]
♪
[gasps]
- Hey. You okay?
- Yeah! No, h-he's... he's fine.
Uh, could you wait outside for us? We're just gonna be a minute.
- Uh, yeah. I-I'll be outside. - Mm-hm.
- What happened? What did you see?
- My visions aren't random. They're triggered.
[door opens] First, it was the arcade game.
[door shuts] Now, it's the lightning bolts.
The Eye's trying to tell me something. - Tell you what?
- I don't know.
Whatever it is, it's about Dennis. Let's go.
♪
[bell ringing] [class chatter]
- No sleeping!
Ms. Bender, feet down!
Ms. Burton...
Goodbye, Mr. Morton! You don't have detention today.
- Can I talk to Belinda real quick?
- Fine. Real quick, and quietly.
- Hey, what's up?
- I just wanted to come by, say sorry I bailed on you yesterday.
- [scoffs] It was fine. You saved a kid.
So, you wanna wait around
and then get that world-famous milkshake we never got?
- I can't. I gotta help my parents at the farm.
- With a broken wrist?
- They say it builds character. I don't know.
- Okay. Right.
- But, Frank and Joe are having this thing at their place,
ff you want to come meet the gang for real this time.
- What kind of thing?
- It's a wrestling thing. - Ah.
Normally, I'd say hard pass,
but I should probably extend my social circle beyond just you.
You know, in case you bail again.
- I deserve that one.
- Mm-hmm. MUNDER: Okay.
That was neither quick nor quiet, was it?
Have a nice afternoon, Mr. Morgan. - Yep.
Okay, gone. I'm going. MUNDER: Bye-bye. Walk away.
♪
[rumbling, cuts engine]
[shuts car door]
- It's got a good view of the trail up to the East Woods from here.
- I've got this.
♪ rock music ♪
Tad, right? Nice hair. Hey, um,
were you working Sunday night?
- We heard you saw that kid who went missing.
- I'm on break.
- We'll wait.
[inhales, sighs]
The B-side's so much better.
- No, it's not.
- You're wrong, and you'll realize it eventually.
Guess that's kind of your thing, right?
- What?
- You told the cops you saw the kid in the ball cap
going into the East Woods, but you were wrong.
- No, no, I wasn't.
The cops asked if there was a chance I got it wrong.
I was like, "Uh, there's always a chance."
And they rolled with it. - So you still think it was him?
- For sure. Ball cap, camera. He was heading into the woods with that girl.
- Wait, what girl? - I don't know. Some redhead.
- Did you see them come out of the woods?
- Saw her come out.
- Is there anything else you can tell us?
- Same thing I told the cops. It was a slow night.
Nothing happened, except those kids went into the woods
and a car pulled up to the payphone.
- Who was in the car?
- No clue. Phone's over there. I just saw the car.
- What kind of car?
- I don't know. Blue?
- Blue.
That's it? No make, no model?
- Do I look like a mechanic?
[slam]
- You look like an idiot.
[sighs]
FRANK: Good job getting him talking. CALLIE: Thank you.
JOE: It's gotta be Lucy, right? The girl?
We need to talk to her again. - Why, so she can lie to us again?
We need a new lead to press her with.
- Let's check the payphone. If no one else used it,
maybe the operator can redial.
♪
No. It just went dead. [hangs up]
[sniffs]
What's he doing?
- Smells sweet, like Dennis' jacket.
[sniffs]
[banging] [dripping]
Smells sweet...
[engine revving] [eerie noises]
[gasps]
It's antifreeze!
Dennis was in the blue car. He was in the trunk.
[sign creaking]
[insects chirping]
Think about it.
Dennis walks into the woods,
something happens, someone grabs him.
They throw him in the back of the trunk, they drag him over to the West Woods
where they dump his body. - But, what happened?
- And why'd they dump his body?
- Maybe they thought they killed him. BIFF: Sorry, can we just go back?
How do you know he was in the trunk?
- Because that's where you keep a spare bottle of antifreeze
if your car was leaking antifreeze. - Well, that's a wild hunch at best.
- No, it's not! I can see him.
- What? - Huh?
[doorbell rings]
TRUDY: Boys! Pizza's here!
- Uh, coming!
- Uh, he just means he can picture it.
You know, uh, driver pulls in,
parks the car to make a call,
leaving a puddle of antifreeze. Spare bottle's in the trunk, leaking on Dennis.
Is it an airtight theory?
No, but it is the one we've got.
I say we run with it.
♪
I'm gonna go get some pizza.
- Okay, when Dad and Aunt Trudy go upstairs,
me and Joe get our bikes. We head up the old logging road,
see if we can retrace Dennis' steps. CALLIE: Now?
- Dad says you gotta collect evidence in the first 48, or you're outta luck.
Time's almost up. - What about us?
- You're here running interference with Dad and Aunt Trudy.
- Found it! Soon as I get this upstairs,
we're good to go! PHIL: Uh, you're crazy!
You think he could beat the champ? He sucks.
- You suck! Why don't you put your money where your mouth is, Phil?
- Hey, relax. It's not even real. FENTON: You good over there, Trude?
- [grunts] Yeah, don't worry, I got it. No one help me.
[clicking, slapping]
- Yeah! There we go. Huh?
Hey, scooch over.
- [clears throat] Uh, Dad? - Wrestling. Yeah?
♪ wrestling music on TV ♪
Yeah. Yeah. Hey, remind me why it is that Aunt Trudy
and I have to watch the pay-per-view upstairs
on the tiny TV--
- Dad, go upstairs.
- [gasps] Hey, who wants to hear my wrestling voice?
FRANK/JOE: Dad! - Hey, Phil does. Okay.
[sighs] Enjoy the show. I'll be upstairs squinting.
- Okay, we'll be back before it's over.
- Be careful.
- I will, too. If anyone cares.
- See ya. - What?
- If we hurry, we can solve this mystery
and make it home in time for the cage match.
- Let's just get home alive.
♪ wrestling music ♪
[crowd cheering]
- Oh! From the top ropes! One... two! Three--
[crowd yelling] BIFF: No!
He kicked out! That's never happened before!
- Give me my watch. - What? No!
- What are you doing? Stop! - I'm not giving you your watch!
[struggling, overlapping muffled yelling]
BIFF: Just stop! PHIL: I never stop!
- So, when you said this was a wrestling thing...
- Not what I meant.
PHIL: Never! I never tap! - Just tap!
- Is that "the gang"?
- I don't know them.
BIFF: Just quit it! PHIL: Never!
- Wanna bail?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
BIFF: Tap, Phil. That's all you gotta do! [struggling]
- [choking] You're killing me. [crowd cheering]
♪
JOE: You gotta stop making logic leaps like that.
FRANK: Yeah, I know. JOE: One too many lucky guesses
or wild hunches that pan out, people are gonna get suspicious.
FRANK: Yeah, I know. I'm still trying to get used to the whole superpowers thing.
[braking] [insects chirping]
[Joe sighs]
- Why now? - What do you mean?
- I mean, the power's been in you for six months.
- Why are the visions just starting?
- Maybe it takes time to charge up, like a battery?
Maybe something woke it up.
- Dennis disappearing?
- Could be.
Can't shake this feeling it's trying to warn me of something.
- Warn you about what?
- I don't know.
Look, Great-grandpa broke The Eye for a reason, right?
People have died because of it.
♪
- Not a great omen. [sighs]
[bikes dropping]
FRANK: Tire tracks.
- You think that blue car was here?
- I don't think it's a coincidence.
[plastic crinkling]
- Frank. In the leaves.
FRANK: It's a VHS case.
Dennis was here.
- Come on.
♪
[bag thuds] [gate rattling]
[fence rattling] [Joe sighs]
- Hey, uh, Trudy-- Uh, I mean Ms. Hardy.
Um, can I talk to you for a second?
About Woodson? - Sure.
- There must be someone else you can call.
FENTON [muffled]: Oh, what?!
That was three! That was three! Come on!
- I'm so sorry, Callie. I-I tried.
I even called other prep schools to see if they would take late applications,
but, um, when I mentioned your name...
- What? - [sighs] I'm new at this, okay?
I didn't know that academia could be so cliquey, and...
it seems like all the other schools are talking.
- Are you saying I'm blacklisted? - I don't know.
But, hey, maybe it's not such a bad thing, you know?
Those schools are so expensive,
and you don't really need one to go into college.
- It's not about what I need. It's-- it's what I want.
This is my whole plan.
- You're gonna be okay. Okay? Look at me.
I'm an artist who applied to be an art teacher,
and now, I'm the guidance counselor.
That wasn't part of my plan, but I'm making it work,
[inhales] and so will you.
- But how? Isn't there something else that we can do?
- [sighs] I wish there was.
But, I just don't have the right connections
with the right people.
And that's what schools like Woodson and Rosegrave are all about.
FENTON [muffled]: A snake?
Trudy! You gotta see this! The guy's got a snake!
[Trudy sighs]
♪
- Yeah, no, uh, I get it. Thanks for trying. Um...
I'll figure it out.
[crowd cheering on TV]
[thudding] [Phil laughs]
- Um, you know...
You know you can trust me, right?
- So you say. - No, no, I-I'm serious.
I won't ask about your birth dad again.
It's in the vault.
I just want you to know that if you do go looking for your birth mom,
I've got your back.
[bell ringing] [crowd cheering]
- Yeah?
- Prove it.
- Man, did you guys see that move with the snake?
Hey, uh-- Where is everyone?
- Bathroom!
- Everyone's in the bathroom?
- No. No, uh...
Joe and Frank are outside saying goodbye to Chet and Belinda.
- Because they're such good hosts, right?
- Yeah.
[crowd cheering continues]
[mouthing]
- Okay. Well...
they're missing a heck of a show, huh?
- Oh, yeah. Terrific.
- Any pizza left?
Alright.
Ha. See ya.
[Phil sighs]
- For someone who's really good at secrets,
you might wanna brush up on your lying.
♪
- Okay.
[TV continues, indistinct]
[insects chirping]
JOE: How do you even know where we're going?
FRANK: I don't.
Just following my instincts.
JOE: Do you ever think the power of The Eye has been in a person before?
FRANK: I doubt it.
I've read Great-grandpa's journal cover to cover.
He found The Eye, he used The Eye, destroyed The Eye.
There's nothing in it about him being possessed by it.
This feels more like an unintended consequence.
- Right, but it's not, like, controlling.
You're still you, right?
- [whispers]: For now.
- Very scary. [laughs]
FRANK: That, on the other hand...
- Yeah, that'll do it.
[sighs]
♪
BELINDA: I found a ladder that leads to the roof of the library.
[sighs]
You coming or what?
- Not really sure about this.
We're not supposed to climb up there.
Kind of feels like trespassing. - Seriously?
You've lived in this town your entire life and you've never been up there?
- I don't really do heights, and plus, you know, my cast, so--
- All I'm hearing is excuses. You don't want to break the rules
or you're scared of heights or is it your cast?
- It could be all of those things. - Chet, trust me,
no one's around.
No one cares, okay? It's going to be fine.
I used to do this kind of stuff with my girlfriend all the time.
- Oh yeah? - Yeah.
Well, ex-girlfriend now, but yeah.
- Okay. Cool. Cool.
- Yeah, it's pretty tough the way things ended.
- Is that because you moved?
- No, she fell to her death.
- That's not funny. That's messed up. - [laughs] Come on.
Come on. I wanna get a good look at my new home,
and you gotta get those feet off the ground. Come on.
[sighs]
- Just... just-- MAYOR: Who is that?!
♪
You're trespassing on city property! - Oh...
CHET: He didn't see you. He didn't see you.
I'll draw him away. Take my keys.
Meet me at Wilt's, okay? - Okay.
- Stay where you are, young man.
No... - Come on, let's go!
- I said stay where you are, young man! Get back here!
[knob clicks, door creaks]
♪
[floor creaking]
JOE: Interesting decor.
- Well, looks like somebody cleared off the place before they left.
[creaking]
JOE: What's that?
[sniffs]
- Flour.
- Hey, check it out. Thumbtacks.
- Tack up some recipe cards.
- Maybe someone's baking a cake.
- Sure, bake a cake, shoot a couple trespassers,
regular chef stuff. [Joe laughs]
[twigs snapping]
[footsteps]
JOE: Someone's coming. FRANK: Under the bed. Hide. Quick.
[heavy breathing]
[grunting]
The light.
[footsteps]
[footsteps, floor creaking]
♪
[splashing]
[clang]
[flame roaring]
♪
We gotta go! Come on! [flames roaring]
- Frank! Frank, I'm stuck!
[Joe gasping] Frank, I'm stuck! Help!
- Your backpack's stuck on the coil! Twist the other way!
♪
- It's Dennis' pin! - Leave it! We don't have time!
- It's proof he was here! - Come on! Twist the other way! Gotta go!
[flames roaring]
[both panting]
You're first. Go.
[crackling, shack collapsing]
[grunts]
[flames crackling]
They're gone. - So's the shack.
[fire roars] - Come on, we need help. Let's go.
[coins clinking]
[clicking]
♪ rock music ♪
♪ Quarter to one, I came for you ♪
♪ To feel it... ♪
[street noise] [muffled singing]
[door bell jingling]
- Jeez!
Took you long enough. Wilt's just about to close up.
[panting]
- Sorry! May not look like it, but Mayor Krassner can run.
- Yeah...
- You're welcome, by the way.
[panting]
- You always dive on grenades like that?
- No. I mean, I just didn't want you to get in trouble.
- [scoffs] I live for trouble.
[siren wailing] [both gasping]
- Just a firetruck.
[laughs]
♪ You make me look in your eyes ♪
♪ Like they were mine first ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ You make me feel... ♪
[crowd cheering] [bell ringing]
- Did we miss it? - Just ended.
- What happened? Why does it smell like campfire?
- Explain later. I need something to cover the smell.
PHIL: I got it!
[spritzing]
[coughing]
- Ew... [coughing]
[all coughing]
TRUDY: Oh my god!
[Fenton groans]
Why does it smell?
- Well, th-the pizza didn't agree with me,
and I-I thought this would help. FENTON: It doesn't!
It's in my mouth, Phil! PHIL: Oh...
- Why does it taste like smoke?
- Well, I lit a match earlier, but clearly--
it clearly wasn't strong enough.
[nervous laugh] Yeah... - Clearly.
- [sniffs] I'll open a window.
[TV chatter continues]
- Wow! Look at the time.
- Yeah, we should... See you. PHIL: Yeah, uh, yeah. Bye.
- See ya. [nervous laugh] See ya. - Bye. Bye.
- Uh, sorry about your house. - Yeah.
- Bye. - Good night, kids.
[overlapping goodbyes, coughing]
- [sighs] I'm trusting you.
♪
- You could tell them that you know they're still investigating.
[door shuts] - Where's the fun in that?
[soft chuckle]
- So, what do we think? FRANK: I think Dennis was in that shack,
and I think someone in black boots driving a blue car
burned it down to cover their tracks.
- They almost took us with it.
[sighs] How are we gonna solve this?
- Beats me. I don't even know what this is.
[insects chirping]
[sighs]
- It's trying to do a puzzle without the picture on the box.
Bunch of pieces are missing, and a bunch of other pieces from other puzzles
all mixed in just to confuse you.
♪ Swamp Thing by The Chameleons ♪
- He was a codebreaker.
- Who was?
- Great-grandpa and Ahmed Khan and Sergei Nabokov.
- I thought they were miners.
- No, they owned a mine, but that was later.
They were all cryptanalysts during the war.
That was the beginning of the circle of The Eye.
- It was?
- Did you not read his journal?
- Hey, that thing is dense,
and we were on a clock. If it wasn't about The Eye, I skipped ahead.
- This is about The Eye.
Everything it's showing me, it's all encrypted.
It's a code that needs to be broken.
There's always a signal.
- What do you mean?
- Dennis, he was in the trunk. - Mm-hmm.
- Right, but the trunk wasn't a trunk. It was a trunk.
- Did you inhale too much smoke?
- The Eye doesn't give knowledge.
It gives data. It's up to you to decipher what it means.
JOE: Like a codebreaker.
♪
- That's how we solve this thing.
- We can't talk about it, can we?
- No.
It stays between you and me.
If we learned anything last year, it's that we can't trust anyone.
♪
[sneakers squeaking] [gym chatter]
[door squeaking]
♪ I can already hear your tune ♪
♪ Calling me across the room ♪
♪ When the world and his wife ♪
♪ Are on my back again ♪
OPERATOR [on phone]: Dixon City Minimum Security Prison.
- Hi. I'd like to schedule a visit.
♪ When the world is too much with me ♪
With Gloria Estabrook.
♪ I lose my mind completely ♪
♪ Please leave, just go now ♪
♪ In the side street, something's moving ♪
♪ Look around, look around ♪
♪ All around you, walls are tumbling down ♪
♪ Stop staring at the ground ♪
♪