FRANK: Previously on Hardy Boys...
Is there anything else you can tell us?
- Those kids went into the woods, and a car pulled up to the pay phone.
- What kind of car? - I don't know. Blue?
FRANK: Smells sweet, like Dennis' jacket.
It's antifreeze!
Dennis was in the blue car, he was in the trunk!
JOE: Someone's coming. FRANK: Hide, hide!
♪
I think Dennis was in that shack,
and I think someone in black boots burned it down to cover their tracks.
[fire roaring] [panting]
PHIL: I just want you to know that
if you do go looking for your birth mom,
I've got your back.
- I used to do this kind of stuff with my girlfriend all the time.
- Oh yeah? - Yeah. Well, ex-girlfriend now.
- Okay, cool.
- Any chance you rescheduled that call with Woodson Academy?
- They're rescinding your acceptance.
Apparently, there's an allegation of cheating on your entrance exam.
- It's got to be Donald Dukay.
- I honestly have no idea what you're talking about.
Why don't you go ask your benefactor about all this?
CALLIE: I'd like to schedule a visit.
With Gloria Estabrook.
[birds, insects chirping]
♪
[footsteps]
[distorted noises]
♪ eerie music building ♪
FENTON [echoing]: Hey. Frank.
[Frank yelling] Whoa! Hey! Frank!
Hey, hey, hey. [heavy breathing]
It's alright. It's just a bad dream.
Listen, Wilt called. He needs you to come in early, help with something.
- [sighs] Now? - Yep, soon as you can, alright?
Just wanted to let you know before I took off.
- Where are you going? - Oh, I gotta head back to Dixon City,
fix some stuff with the house before I put it on the market.
- You're selling the house?!
Our house. The one we grew up in. With Mom.
- Guys, I know this is hard, but we've talked about this before.
- You said you were fixing the house. You didn't say you were selling it.
FENTON: Why else would I be fixing it?
We don't live there anymore.
It's time to move forward.
- I'm going to Wilt's. - I'll go with you.
[sighs]
[radio playing] [door shuts]
- Imagine how they'll react when you tell them what you're really up to.
- [sighs] What am I really up to?
- Come on, Fenton.
I'm not a detective, but you're no handyman.
FENTON: Is that the Demon Queen dress?
- Gown, but yes.
Don't change the subject.
- Cutting that a little bit close.
Demon Queen's gotta be wearing it Saturday.
- It'll get done. It always gets done.
Been doing this for 10 years, and I've never missed a deadline.
It's part of my process.
The stressing and rushing, it... [inhales]
brings up my best ideas. FENTON: Hm.
You sure these shoulder things are working?
No. [inhales, clears throat]
- They're epaulets...
and they need you.
♪
The boys, not the epaulets. - I know.
- So, whatever you're doing in Dixon City?
Your boys need you here.
- I'll be back tonight.
[sighs]
[door creaks] - Shoulder things...
[birds chirping, dog barking]
- I've still got a couple of houses to hit.
What'd you wanna show me?
- It's just over here.
- Man, graveyards are even creepier in the morning.
It's the mist. It's like ghost's breath.
- Or farts. - Ghosts don't fart.
- You think they breathe?
[barking continues]
♪
- Is that your dad? - Yeah.
I've been here a bunch since I found him.
Never seen anyone else.
Never seen any flowers.
But someone knew it's his birthday today.
Someone who cared enough to bring these.
- Do you think it was your birth mom?
- It's a long shot, but it's possible, right?
You in?
[shuts car door] - Are we overreacting?
- What, about the house?
No! It was our home!
- Yeah, but Dad's right. We don't live there anymore.
- [scoffs] Then, where do we live? Frank, what? Aunt Trudy's house? Forever?
- Now, you're overreacting. - Okay, wha--
A little heads up might have been nice. A chance to say goodbye.
If I knew we were never coming back, I would've...
taken all the cash out of my secret hiding spot.
- Floorboard beside the bed?
- Nah, that's my decoy spot. Sucker.
TEEN: Demon Week, losers! [laughter]
♪
[grunting, splattering] [teens laughing]
[car doors slam, tires squeal]
[honking]
[door bell jingling]
[sighs] [door shuts, bell jingles]
- What happened? - I could ask you the same thing. Here.
[motorcycle passing]
- So, is this normal?
- That's tradition. - You call the cops?
WILT: Ah, it's just kids messing around. I mean,
things always get a little wild leading up to Demon Day.
Never been broken into before, though.
Eh, what are you going to do?
- I mean, you could get a security system.
Isn't there, like, an alarm company right next door?
- I remember when you didn't even have to lock your doors
in this town. - Yeah, why would you want to do that?
- [sighs] Here.
I'll get another broom.
- I don't work here. Do you have any rags back there?
[bumps chair]
[door bell jingling]
- Ch, ch, ch-ch... Yo...
[bell jingling] [laughs]
Demon Week massacre, huh?
- Yeah, I think your smoothie's gonna take a little longer today.
- [laughs] I can wait.
- You wanna help me move this back to where it was? [sighs]
- Yeah, okay. Sorry, I missed wrestling last night.
Not that you were there to notice.
- [grunts] It's all good. I was doing case stuff. Where were you?
- Got caught up with Belinda.
- Oh yeah? - Relax. We're just friends.
[laughs] [door bell jingles, footsteps]
♪
[distorted step]
[distorted noises, match lighting, flame roars]
MAN [echoing]: Do you have my order?
Kid, are you listening to me?
I came here to pick up my order.
Wilt keeps it under the counter for me.
- I'll check.
[paper bag crinkling]
Nice boots.
[clipboard clicking]
[drops pen] [paper bag crinkling]
[door opening]
[door shuts, bell jingling]
- Dude, what was that about?
- That's our prime suspect.
♪ theme song playing ♪
- Are you serious? You guys know who that is?
- Order says Tom Elroy. - Yeah, he's the Widowmaker.
Rumor has it he does the bidding for the Bridgeport Demon.
- Thought you didn't believe in the demon. CHET: Okay, I don't,
but doesn't mean I have heard stories
about the guy burying bodies in the East Woods.
- Don't be ridiculous.
The Demon lives in the West Woods.
- [sighs] Come on, man. - You know Tom Elroy?
- [grunts] Not really.
He picks up his groceries and never says very much.
- How come I've never seen him before?
- He comes in before we open.
Eh, bit of a recluse, I guess.
Spends most of his time in the woods.
- The East Woods. WILT: Yeah.
Actually, he owns most of it.
Did you hear about the fire up there last night?
I guess his hunting shack burned down.
♪
[street chatter]
[door bell ringing]
- Hey, you forgot your lunch again.
- Aw, you're the best.
Hey, here, take a look at this.
[radio playing] [Callie sighs]
- Can we afford to not charge tax?
- Come on. Where's your Demon Week spirit?
- Exorcised years ago. Bye, Dad.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. You still want Chinese tonight?
- Oh. - Inventory.
Now look, it's gonna be a slog,
so I figure we splurge and we have chicken balls.
- I-I forgot I have to do prep school stuff with Frank tonight.
- I thought Frank declined Rosewood same time you did.
- Rosegrave, and he did.
He's just, um, helping me with-with some stuff now.
- Well, next time you ditch me, do it for something fun.
- Work now, fun later, right?
[door opens, bell rings]
BIFF: Is this Port Florals?
Did you sell any... - Carnations.
- ...carnations today?
Oh wow, that many, huh? Do you remember if you sold any
to a college-educated woman with a kind disposition?
Caucasian, 33 years old, dark, curly hair with brown eyes?
Really? Do you know her name?
I saw her drop them when she was getting into her car,
and I really wanna return them. - [whispers]: You didn't.
- Sure. Call me back. My name's Joe,
and I'm in the book under Gertrude Hardy.
You can leave a message on the machine or with my secretary, Trudy,
if I'm not there. - [mouthing]: Your secretary?
- Okay, thanks. Bye. [hangs up]
♪
- I have so many questions.
- Can't risk them calling my house and my mom answering.
- How'd you know about--
- I have a box of adoption stuff, and this was in it.
It's a non-identifying document.
It's this weird thing they do for closed adoptions.
Gives you a bunch of information about your birth parents
without actually revealing who they are. [opens locker]
It's pretty much a dead end until...
- Flowers at the grave. Got it.
But, how'd you find your dad?
- He wrote a letter to my mom.
To thank her.
He wasn't supposed to, but he signed it.
- Ah, so he's a rule breaker, huh? Kind of reminds me of someone.
- Guys. Okay, you ready for this? Remember the plan.
Nobody goes too hard on Lucy. We play it like we don't know she lied.
What? - Demon Week?
- Yeah, yeah. Your town sucks, alright? [Phil laughs]
BIFF: Did you get the license plate?
- No, my eyes were a little too full of paint to see the plates.
PHIL: You think that's the car that got Dennis?
- Doubt it. They'd have to be pretty dumb
to go pranking a car used to kidnap a kid.
♪
Hey, Dennis?
Remember this?
DENNIS: My pin. Where'd you find it?
- Hard to explain. Was thinking I could show you at lunch?
- No, I-I can't. I'm working on my film.
- After school then?
- Still working on the film. BIFF: Look,
you still need an ending, right? Joe's got a 35mm.
Just go back to the East Woods and get the final shots you need.
- Hm. That actually might work.
Shoot some stills, add a voiceover,
do, like, a cool mixed media avant garde thing.
Very "new wave."
- Oh my god. [grunts] I mean, yeah, that sounds amazing.
You could time-lapse the sunset-- - No.
- Cool. So, we're all set then.
See you after school? - I'll come along, too.
- Great. More the merrier.
MUNDER: Alright. Sit down, everyone.
The quick brown fox isn't gonna jump over
the lazy dog on its own.
TEACHER: Okay! What I'd like you all to consider
are the internal factors.
Let's delve into Florian's inner journey...
- [quietly]: Why would the Widowmaker burn down his own shack?
- [quietly]: To cover his tracks.
Me and Chet are going up to Tom Elroy's farm after school.
Check it out. You in?
- Um...
No, I-I promised my dad I'd help him at the store tonight.
He's swamped with inventory.
- Okay. We'll all catch up after.
- Um, no, I'll be there till late. I'll just see you tomorrow.
- [sighs] Okay.
Is everything alright, Cal?
- Yeah, totally.
♪
So, um, is everything good with you and Chet?
- Yeah, why wouldn't it be?
Because of me and you? No.
- I mean, he's never said anything.
- Have you?
[bell ringing] TEACHER: Okay,
I want those on my desk tomorrow, everyone!
- I'll see you later.
[class chatter]
[birds chirping]
You know we could have taken my car. - [laughs] No.
I've seen the way you drive. [Frank chuckles]
- Hey, do we need to, like,
talk about anything?
- Like what?
- [clears throat] Me and Callie.
Things ended kind of weird between you two.
- You want to talk about this right now?
It was six months ago. That's longer than we dated.
- Right.
So, we're good.
- I broke up with her, right?
So, there's nothing to talk about.
- What's going on with you and Belinda?
- Also nothing to talk about. [Frank laughs]
- [quietly]: Wait, there he is.
[door shuts]
♪
FRANK: He just dumped his trash.
He could be getting rid of more evidence.
Come on.
- Frank, that's... [frustrated grunt] [door shuts]
♪
So, we're just going to root through this guy's garbage?
- No. We're gonna steal it and then root through it someplace safe.
♪
[distorted noises, fire roaring]
[dog barking]
[barking continues]
- What is it?
- Dennis was moved in a blue car.
- Great. Come on. We have to get out of here before he hears us and comes back.
[barking]
[birds chirping]
- [quietly]: Remind me again why we're slow-rolling this.
We know Lucy was here. Why not just call her on it?
- Yeah, but it's better if Dennis remembers she was here.
That way, she can't deny it.
- You think she bashed him on the head and left him for dead?
- I think treasure.
- What? - Think about it.
The two lovebirds come up to do some filming.
They end up stumbling upon some treasure. Uh, jewels,
big bag of cash, uh, gold bars.
They plan to split it. She gets greedy. He gets whacked across the head.
He doesn't remember. Lucky Lucy, huh?
- Yeah, I guarantee you that's not what happened.
- Zeros.
JOE: Hey, guys, what are you doing?
Thought we were going this way.
- No, we're not.
He was filming sunset. The ridge is this way.
- Yeah, but this is the way to the hunting shack where we found his pin.
♪
- What are they talking about?
- I don't know.
- What if you never made it to Sunset Ridge?
Or what if, on the way back, you ran into something.
Or someone.
Okay, look around. Try to remember.
- I remember feeling sick.
- You weren't alone that night, were you?
Look around.
Who was with you? - Stop it.
- Look through the lens of the camera.
See if that might help.
- You don't have to do that.
[buttons click, beep]
♪ ominous music ♪
- I remember a red light.
- From the camera?
Or was it brake lights?
You were in the trunk of a car. That's how you got from here to the Old Mill.
- What are you talking about? - What about your drawings?
What do those lightning bolts mean?
ELROY: I knew you'd be back here!
I know what you did, Dennis!
PHIL: It's the Widowmaker! BIFF: Run!
- I know what you did!
LUCY: Dennis! - Run!
♪
[panting]
BIFF: I think we lost him.
- What the hell was that?
- Why was that guy yelling at me? PHIL: He wasn't just yelling at you.
He knew you. JOE: He said,
"I knew you'd be back.
I know what you did." Dennis...
what did you do? - I can't remember!
And every time I try to remember, it hurts.
- Well, try harder! - I said it hurts!
- Back off, Joe! [Dennis groans]
- Why don't you want him to remember what happened that night?
LUCY: Nothing happened.
He was in the woods, and he hit his head. End of story.
JOE: That's not the end of the story, and you know it, Lucy.
DENNIS: Stop... - You know,
where exactly were you when he "hit his head"?
- Stop, stop, stop, stop it!
[heavy breathing]
- That's it! We're done with your little mystery game.
♪
- What was that?
- Bad cop.
- We found this in Tom Elroy's trash.
It's a receipt for a power cord
for an RA-150 camcorder.
- That's the AV Club's cam-- That's the AV Club's camera,
the one Dennis lost. - I knew Tom was our guy.
Black boots, blue car. Guys,
if Tom's buying this power cord,
it means he has the camera. If he has the camera,
then he has the tape.
We get our hands on that tape,
and we figure out exactly what happened to Dennis that night.
- How are we going to get ahold of it?
- We're gonna break into Tom's place and we're gonna steal it.
- That's what I was afraid of.
- Yeah, I love a good break-in,
but all you have is circumstantial evidence.
- You and Joe broke into the police chief's house with a lot less.
- But what if there's nothing on the tape? FRANK: Well we don't know if we don't try.
Guys, this tape is the key to solving this whole mystery.
So, we can go around in circles, poking holes in my theory,
or we can quit wasting time and go get it.
♪
JOE: Frank, just wait, wait!
Are you sure about this? - Absolutely.
This is all making sense. - I know. I just--
I went full-steam ahead on Dennis earlier and it didn't exactly go as planned.
- Joe, The Eye is pointing us right to Tom Elroy.
Trust me.
Alright, so is it just me and Joe, or are we all doing this?
- He was right about the car and the shack.
This is our best shot at the tape.
I trust him.
- Me, too.
- Sure. Why not?
- Okay, fine, fine. I'm in, but I'm the driver.
Okay, the driver stays in the car.
- Great. Everybody listen up
'cause we only get one shot at this, and we got to make it work.
♪ Go! by Tones On Tail ♪
Tom Elroy's farm...
is big,
but there's a lot of good cover. Chet?
You're gonna park your car right here.
♪ Living it up, it's a big kick, it's good for you ♪
♪
I'll set up down here with binoculars, keep my eyes on Tom.
Joe, Biff, Phil?
This is where you three--
- Get eaten by the attack dog.
- Sorry, what? - Nobody's getting eaten, alright, Phil?
- Right. Listen, guys.
I know you may think being a paper boy is all glamor and prestige.
- No one thinks that.
PHIL: But there's a lot of danger out there,
and I'm really good with dogs.
[barking]
Easy, girl, easy there. [growling]
- He's gonna be kibble. - Here, sit!
Who's a good girl?
[rattling]
BIFF: Come on! PHIL: Here, baby.
Hop in the truck! [barks, whines]
FRANK: Once you get the dog, you head to Wilt's.
Call Tom Elroy, tell him you found his dog,
lure him there. - Why Wilt's?
FRANK: This guy's a recluse, but we know he's comfortable at Wilt's.
Also, it's a public place, and we don't know what this guy is capable of yet.
♪ 'Cause living it up, it's a big kick ♪
- Alright, we're outta here. See you back at the attic.
CHET: Hang on, hold up. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm doing the job by myself? Why-why are we splitting up?
- Because Tom saw them in the woods today.
If he sees them again, he's gonna know something's off.
- Yeah, but he saw me at Wilt's this morning.
- Yeah, not with Dennis.
Also, I'm happy to switch. If you want to break into Tom's house--
- No, no. I will make the call and hand off the dog.
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
[tail gate closes]
♪ Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ♪
[truck door shuts] FRANK: Once Tom leaves, I head inside.
[truck starts]
Takes seven minutes to get to Wilt's and seven minutes back.
That gives me 10 minutes to-- - Check your math.
- It's exactly 14 minutes if Tom goes
10 over the speed limit and hits every green light on the way.
- Twelve would be playing it safe.
FRANK: Ten's even safer. I head in...
I get the tape, get out.
♪
[grunts]
♪ ominous music ♪
[laughs]
[click, pop]
[sighs] Damn it. [closes camcorder]
♪
[door buzzing]
[door creaks, shuts, locks]
- Callie. How lovely to see you.
Please, won't you have a seat?
May I offer you some tea?
- This isn't a social call.
- Oh, that's a pity.
Here I thought we'd have time to catch up.
Bury a few hatchets. [laughs]
[puts down pot]
I hear you're going to Woodson in the fall.
CALLIE: I was.
They rescinded my acceptance.
I've been blacklisted from every prep school in the country
because someone claimed I cheated to get into Rosegrave.
- That hardly seems fair.
- Did you sabotage me?
- Oh, why would I do that?
[tea cup clinking]
- Because I helped put you here.
- Callie, I've always been on your side. I still am.
You're a very smart girl.
Besides, you're practically family.
- Then help me clear my name.
I didn't cheat. I aced that test.
- Yes, you did.
- Then why am I being targeted?
I had nothing to do with the corruption at Rosegrave. I'm not...
I'm not part of The Circle of the Eye.
- But of course, you are.
♪
- What are you... What are you talking about?
- Everyone aces the test, Callie.
Rosegrave is reserved for the best and the brightest,
but it is not a meritocracy.
You were chosen.
You were my candidate.
The Circle has many rings,
and you were being groomed for the innermost.
Your acceptance to Rosegrave, it was guaranteed
long before you took the entrance exam.
Did you never think it was curious that
of all the prospects, you and Francis were the last one standing?
My grandson and my protege.
- I never agreed to any of that.
- Yes, you did.
You sought it out.
Our relationship was mutually beneficial.
You needed a-a boost in life,
and I needed to elevate someone who I knew would be loyal.
Who knows the ends justify the means.
Surely you knew that now?
♪
- I didn't. - I don't believe you.
That's why you're here. Hm?
You need another boost.
- You don't know me. - It doesn't matter what people know.
It only matters what they think. And right now,
you and I are tied together,
whether you like it or not.
So,
why not use it to your advantage?
Fortunately, I'm willing to help you,
but I need your help in return.
I want to mend fences with Francis.
You get him to visit me here,
and I'll put you back on track for the life you deserve.
- No.
You're not going to use me,
and I won't let you hurt Frank.
I should have never come here.
- Well, perhaps they were wrong to question your character after all.
I won't be here forever.
If you change her mind, I'll be glad to help.
And please,
give my love to Francis.
Does he know you're here?
- Go to hell, Gloria.
[insects, birds chirping outside]
♪ tense music ♪
- [sighs] No...
[grunts]
[sighs] [keys jingle]
[clears throat, heavy breathing]
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
[heavy breathing]
[sighs]
BELINDA: Hey.
Cute dog.
- Yeah, he's not mine.
♪ blasting metal from radio ♪
♪ radio stops ♪
[whistling] [barking]
[dog whining, panting]
- Get in the truck. [barks]
I saw you earlier.
- Yeah, yeah, I'm here a lot.
I was actually just about to leave, when I saw your dog
wander around back here, so that's...
pretty lucky.
- You want money or somethin'?
- No. No, I'm just happy I could help.
[starts truck]
♪ metal music resumes ♪
[tires squeal]
I gotta make a phone call.
[phone ringing]
♪
[phone ringing] [sighs]
Hello? FRANK: Chet, I need you to stall Tom.
- You gotta be out of your mind. How do you even have this phone number?
FRANK: I got it from the operator.
Can you stall him or not?
CHET: Frank, do you really think he's standing here right next to me?
He's on his way home. You need to get out of there.
- I know where the tape is.
I need a little more time. CHET: Frank!
[hangs up]
I-I gotta go. - Wh-- Go where?
Why are you always running off to help Frank Hardy?
- Because he's an idiot! Or I am. I...
- Could be both things.
- What are you doing? - I'm an idiot, too. Explain on the way.
[sighs] [door opens]
[door shuts]
- Hey, Joe.
There was a message for you on the machine from a florist.
- What?
- Yeah, about the woman you're looking for, Abigail Owens.
- Who?
- How do you know Abigail Owens?
- Wait, do you know her? - Sort of.
I know the name. She was Demon Queen back in the day.
- She was what? - Demon Queen, man.
Heroine of the Demon Day parade.
Float and everyone wears masks and cloaks,
and she has this rad sword and gown.
Your aunt designs the gown, which are amazing, by the way.
- Oh! Thank you. That's so kind. It takes a lot of--
- Are those epaulets ostrich feathers?
TRUDY: Yes, actually.
I think it brings a certain menace.
- Can we go back to Abigail Owens, please? When was she the Demon Queen?
- Uh, about 15 years ago.
- Did you design her dress? - No.
Sorry, how old do you guys think I am?
- Do you have any photos of her?
- Probably. I've got a bunch of photos in the garage for inspiration.
What's it for?
- It's for art class.
We're doing a retrospective on gown fashion
and how it's evolved throughout the years. - Sure.
- Well you're not in our art class, right? So that's why you don't know.
- Okay. That sounds great. I'll go get them.
PHIL: Thank you.
- Since when do you care about dresses?
♪
Spill it. What's this really about?
[keys jingling]
[door opens]
- Don't move.
JOE: I'm really sorry, Biff.
If I'd known, then I wouldn't h-- I wouldn't have
hounded you about your dad. - I know.
It's okay. - I know what it's like.
♪
I'm not saying that you had to have told me. It's just...
you could have. - You were making it your thing.
It's not. It's mine.
I needed to do it on my own. - With Phil.
PHIL: It would be a lot easier to find Abigail Owens
if the pictures were labeled properly
and there was some sort of organization.
- Just sort of happened.
- So, what's this mean?
You're officially searching for your birth mom?
PHIL: Guys...
guys, I think I found her.
♪
She's not what I was picturing at all.
I mean, I also forgot she'd be 17, but...
- Wow. So, that's...
- Yeah.
PHIL: She's beautiful.
- I don't want any trouble.
- Well, you should've thought of that before you broke into my house.
- I'm here for the tape. I know you have it.
- You're making a big mistake, kid.
[running footsteps] CHET: Whoa, stop!
ELROY: Ah, you got to be kidding.
You punks get bolder every year.
Every Demon Week, you mess with me and you mess with me
and you mess with me! Well, I'm sick of it!
- Alright, alright! Just go easy. No one needs to get hurt.
- You burn down my shack! You steal my dog!
You break into my house! CHET: Hey, we didn't burn down your shack.
Okay, this is a mistake. A bad mistake. We're just going to go.
- I'm not going anywhere without that tape.
It's in your foot locker. Open it!
- [laughs] You think you're so smart? - Open it!
- You never should have come here.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey! FRANK: What are you gonna do?
You gonna hurt me like you hurt Dennis? There's three of us here now.
- Frank, cool it.
- I didn't touch Dennis. I never did anything to anyone.
- Prove it! Open the locker!
- You wanna see what's in the locker?!
♪
[keys jingling]
[unlocking foot locker]
There! You happy?
What's the matter, kid?
It's not what you were expecting?
- You're a war hero?
- I was just young and brave and stupid.
I got myself involved in something I didn't understand
in a place I had no business being.
I've seen enough death and pain in my life. I don't hurt people.
Now, why don't you tell me what you're doing in my house?
- Something happened to this kid at my school.
Something that he can't remember.
He went missing and we found him in the West Woods,
but he was in your shack that night.
- He was moved in a blue car,
like the one in your yard.
- Well, that blue car doesn't move. Has no engine.
Any other smoking guns or is that it?
- The boots. I saw someone in those exact black boots.
They burnt down your shack. I was there,
I was the one who called it in! ELROY: These boots are standard issue.
You can get 'em in any surplus store.
Why would I burn down my own shack?
- To hide evidence.
Right?
When I saw you with the camera, you know,
I thought-- ELROY: Yeah, I know what you thought.
I know what people call me.
Widowmaker, Demon Helper.
I just don't get it. I mean, the Demon lives in the West Woods.
[weak laughter]
BELINDA: But then, how did you end up with the camera?
- Well, I take walks, plant trees,
pick up trash the trespassers leave behind.
Found the camera lying in a puddle of water.
I figured it belonged to whatever punk burned down my shack.
Battery was dead, so I bought a charger,
and I tried to watch the tape to find out who did it.
- So, you still have the tape.
[popping, booming] [gasping]
What the hell's going on? [dog barking]
♪
[popping continues] - Hey! Hey, stop it!
TEEN: Oh, that's far enough!
[firing]
Oh-ho-ho! Got him!
[dog barking]
[firing continues]
[ears ringing] [gunfire]
[firing] [dog barking]
[teens laughing]
[barking continues]
[barking]
[teens yelling]
[barking]
[birds chirping] [street noise]
[sniffling]
[heavy breathing] [indistinct chatter]
[car approaching]
[brakes clunking, engine stops]
[door opens]
♪
[car door shuts]
[keys jingling]
[heavy breathing]
- Thanks for having my back, man.
If you hadn't had come, I'd...
Well, I might have done something really stupid.
- [scoffs] See, I'd argue that this was really stupid,
but hey, that's just me. [Frank laughs]
FRANK: Belinda's cool. CHET: Really cool.
[dog barking]
Okay, don't look at me like that. I'm not really her type.
- You sure?
[laughs]
- [sighs] Dognapping, breaking and entering...
demons.
And here I thought Bridgeport was going to be boring.
CHET: Oh, it was.
It was really nice and boring, until this idiot showed up.
ELROY: Hey.
♪
[cassette rattling]
Here.
I don't know what good it's gonna do you. I couldn't get it to play.
It's pretty water-damaged.
- You want us to track down those punks for you?
- No, you guys have done enough.
Demon week's almost over. They're not gonna be back this year.
- Thanks for everything, Tom. And if you ever need anything,
just say the word. - Thanks, kid.
[knocking] [insects chirping]
[knocking] [door opens]
- Where's Dennis?
- He's not with you? - No!
We were editing, and then I left to go get us some food,
and when I got back, he was gone.
He's really not with you?
- No, but we'll help you find him.
♪
- What? No... [sighs] - Come on. Let's go.
[door creaks, shuts]
LUCY: This is stupid! I already checked the school. He's not here.
- We need to retrace his steps. LUCY: We're wasting time!
He could be anywhere by now. What if he went back to the shack
because you made him think he was there that night?
JOE: He was there that night. - Guys...
- If I had just been there, I could've--
- Are you seriously gonna keep pretending like you weren't there?
- Guys. LUCY: You really think
I did something to my boyfriend, Joe?
You have no idea what you're talking about.
- Guys! BOTH: What?!
[insects chirping] [indistinct voice]
- You guys hear that?
[indistinct voice]
[distorted video playing] [distorted heavy breathing]
[static crackling]
- Dude, what gives? I've been looking everywhere for you!
Dennis! [indistinct video chatter]
Dennis?
DENNIS [on video]: Oh my god. LUCY: Dennis?
[Dennis panting in video]
Dennis?!
DENNIS [on video, distorted]: Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
♪
- It's weird. It's like he's just blank.
- Maybe his injury's getting worse.
- Maybe someone got to him again.
[paramedic chatter]
- You really think this is my fault?
- I'm gonna need to see Dennis' notebook.
[Lucy sighs] Could be a clue in it.
- Stay away from me, Joe.
[sighs]
[insects chirping] [thunder rumbling]
- I thought I understood what The Eye was trying to show me,
but I was just cherry-picking what I wanted to be true.
You know what this means, right? - We keep trying?
- No, it means that there's room for human error and bias.
If we put the wrong pieces together, draw the wrong conclusions,
then there's going to be consequences.
I think we're just lucky no one got hurt.
- Dennis got hurt. - And Tom was nowhere near.
[scoffs]
I was so sure and so wrong.
[thunder]
Look, we can't just keep relying on The Eye.
Not until we're absolutely certain we're drawing the right connections.
- How will we know? - We're gonna do it together.
You'll keep me in check.
I know you've tried before, and I didn't listen.
That's not going to happen anymore.
- We gotta crack this thing before someone else gets hurt.
- And we will.
Using good old-fashioned detective work.
- What do you think you're doing?
- Who, us? - Uh, we were just, um--
- Don't lie to me. I know you're working on a case.
- We can explain. - I don't need your excuses.
How many times do I have to tell you guys? [thunder]
♪
Never take a player off the board until the case is closed.
[rain pattering]
- Um, so we're not... we're not in trouble?
- Nah, I'm not going to pile on.
Trouble'll find you guys sooner or later.
Though it looks like it might already have.
Is there anything I should know?
You guys are aware that I'm, like,
a world-famous private detective, right?
- Yeah, we've heard. - Yeah?
- I think we're good. FENTON: Just be smart.
And when you guys get in over your head, come see me.
- We will. - We promise.
- Great. So... [thunder]
[rain continues]
[sighs] Wow.
♪
If I were you guys, I'd start with, uh, finding this camcorder.
- Hey! Um...
How'd it go with the house?
- It's coming along, you know. It's just that it's a bigger job than I thought.
So, gonna be doing a lot of back-and-forth.
- Well, uh, you just let us know if you're ever in over your head.
FENTON: I'll do that.
Night, boys. [thunder]
FRANK [on headphones]: Night, Dad.
[thunder] [click]
JOE [on headphones]: Hey, maybe we should tell him about The Eye.
Maybe he can help. FRANK: No.
The more people that know, the more dangerous it gets.
♪