FRANK: Previously on Hardy Boys.. . TRUDY: How do you know Abigail Owens?
- Wait, do you know her?
- She was Demon Queen back in the day.
- Guys, I think I found her.
♪
FRANK: I knew Tom was our guy.
Black boots, blue car.
If we get our hands on that tape,
then we figure out exactly what happened to Dennis.
Dennis: Every time I try to remember, it hurts!
- Well, try harder! - Back off, Joe!
- Where exactly were you when he "hit his head"?
- Stop, stop, stop!
- I'm here for the tape. I know you have it.
Elroy: I don't know what good it's gonna do you.
I couldn't get it to play. It's pretty water-damaged.
GLORIA: 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.
Does he know you're here?
- Are you seriously gonna keep pretending like you weren't there?
- Guys! - What?!
- You guys hear that? [heavy breathing]
[video static]
- Dennis!
JOE: Someone got to him again.
FRANK: If we put the wrong pieces together, draw the wrong conclusions,
there's gonna be consequences.
- Night, boys.
FRANK [on headphones]: Night, Dad.
JOE [on headphones]: Maybe we should tell him about The Eye.
[rain falling] [thunder rumbling]
[insects chirping]
♪
[thunder rumbling] - What are you waiting for?
[banging on glass] - There's something at the window.
[banging continues] It wants in.
We need to let it in.
FRANK: No, no, no, Joe. Wait one second.
[loud thunder]
[gasps, sighs]
[knocking on window]
[insects chirping] What are you doing here? Something wrong?
- Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up.
I just want to talk about something.
- Of course, anything. What is it?
- Tell her about the tape.
- Oh, you're here, too.
- Don't sound so disappointed. CALLIE: I was just, um,
I came to catch up on the case. What tape?
- We found Dennis' tape.
It's really water-damaged.
- I can fix this. JOE: Great.
We gotta get it your dad's shop.
- Okay, I'll drive us. FENTON: Oh, come on.
You've got to be kidding me.
Do you have any idea what time it is?
Go to bed. Let's go.
Bed, alright? Callie, I'll take you home.
How about we see if the front door still works?
- Yeah. Uh, good call.
I, um, didn't realize you'd be home.
[insects continue chirping]
- Where else would I be?
♪
[knocking]
- Um, yeah, come in.
[drawer shuts] [door opens]
- So, you and your friends just happened to find Dennis at the school,
right place, right time?
- Is he gonna be okay?
- I don't know.
They've got a big-city psychiatrist taking over.
Whatever's going on, it's scary.
[sighs] It's late. You should go to bed.
[kiss]
- Hey, Mom?
What were you like at 17?
- [scoffs] I was a lot less tired.
I worried a lot.
♪
About being accepted.
About where I fit.
[sighs]
It's funny how things change. - What do you mean?
- Now, I just worry about you.
[door creaks shut]
[door shuts] [keys jingle]
MAN: I understand, but we need to be careful.
It's not a good idea to call my house.
Come by my office tomorrow at lunch. We'll take a ride.
[hangs up phone]
Hey! I didn't hear you come in.
- Uh, who was on the phone?
- No one. Work stuff.
I was just making myself a sandwich. You want a PB&J?
- No J.
- How was your night?
- It was fun. Hung out with Chet.
- Erica called.
Again.
Might wanna think about calling her back.
You know, Gresham's is not that far away. If it's the distance--
- Dad!
I know she was your favorite, but it's over.
- Let's set something straight. You're my favorite.
I just...
I know it's hard to always be on the move.
- Yeah.
- So, what do I need to know about Chet?
- He has a yellow truck.
- Sounds incredible. Can't wait to meet him.
- [laughs] God...
- I'm glad you're settling in here.
♪
- Me, too.
DJ [on radio]: And tomorrow night is the night.
[car rumbling] Demon Day Massacre at the Drive-In.
[turns down volume]: Get your tickets. Sure to be a fun
and terrifying evening. [music playing]
- You seemed upset at the prison.
But to be fair, my mother-in-law has that effect on people.
Hm.
So, what do I need to know?
Gloria threaten you?
- No. No, nothing like that.
- Okay. - I made a mistake going there,
and I lied to Frank about it.
- Well, I think you did the right thing.
- Deceiving your son?
- Frank's been through a lot lately.
You clearing your conscience, it's...
not worth breaking his heart.
- And what if Gloria tells him?
- If she does that, she's got nothing to hold over you. Mm-mmm.
♪ indistinct singing on radio ♪
Listen, I'm not saying you keep this secret forever.
I'm just saying keep it for now.
♪
♪ theme song ♪
[rumbling]
[brakes creak]
[engine stops]
[Belinda's Dad sighs] [locks door]
- Hey, Friday night. Wanna do something fun tonight?
- My dad wants to meet you.
- See, I was thinking more like movie at the Drive-In theat--
- This looks great, but I meant now. My dad wants to meet you right now.
CHET: Right now.
- You must be Chet.
- Yeah, hi. Nice to meet you, Mr. Conrad.
- Brian's fine.
Belinda said you had a yellow truck.
She didn't say it was such a beauty.
I'm a bit of a car guy myself. - Oh yeah?
- Yeah. She's not flashy, but she's safe and reliable.
Fully loaded on the inside.
- I mean, it's what's on the inside that counts, right?
- That's right.
That's where it counts.
So, what you got in there, Chet?
- I feel like we're not talking about cars anymore.
- We are not.
- And we have school! We good here?
- I think so.
We good? Chet?
- Yeah, we're good.
[taps car door]
- Hey, uh, you wanna grab some lunch later today?
- I can't today.
I've got a conference call with the West Coast office.
Stuck at my desk.
[shuts car door] - Your dad's cool.
[starts engine]
- He's lying to me.
♪
[machines beeping]
JOE: We knew someone was coming after him.
We should have done more.
FRANK: How?
Joe, we couldn't predict this.
Whatever this is.
Look at this list of meds.
Zolpidem, lorazepam, benzodiazepine?
- Those are all mainstay treatments for his condition.
And that's not for visitors.
Are you family? - Friends.
We, uh, we found him last night.
- Well, I'd actually prefer to limit the number of people in and out.
- Are you Dennis' new psychologist?
- Psychiatrist, but yes.
Dr. Burelli.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
[beeping continues] [hospital chatter]
- Is he going to be okay?
- It's hard to say at this point.
I'll know more when I can initiate some therapies.
♪
Look, I can see you're worried about your friend.
So am I.
He seems to be struggling to process a critical event,
a trauma he experienced or witnessed.
- How can you go brain-dead from something you see?
- Well, he's not brain dead.
Quite the opposite.
His mind is in a state of hyper-engagement.
Dennis seems to be protecting himself
- From what?
- Whatever his mind perceives as a threat.
Bye now.
[indistinct PA announcement]
[car rumbling]
[engine stops]
[street chatter]
- What if you're protecting yourself, too? Your visions?
I mean, Dr. Burelli said Dennis' brain is resisting a threat, right?
So, what if yours is, too?
- I'm not resisting anything.
- Well yeah, not intentionally.
But, there's a foreign entity in your body.
What if you're constantly fighting the power of The Eye? And then the visions
only happen when your defenses get overwhelmed and something slips through?
- It's not the craziest theory.
- Maybe the key to controlling the power is to let it in.
[groans] [ears ringing]
[echo]: We need to let it. [bang, thud, whirring]
You'd be lost without me. [ears ringing louder]
[gasping]
- We need to go to Grandma's house at lunch.
♪
[opens door, bell rings]
- Is it fixed yet? - Morning to you, too.
- Ignore him. He can't help himself.
How's it going? - I pulled the reel from the casing,
spliced out what couldn't be salvaged,
and soaked the rest in a distilled water solution.
- So yes. - Well, no guarantee,
but we'll know more when it dries.
- How long does that take?
- It's hard to say. The books I read said anywhere
between 14 and 18. JOE: Oh, great.
We can be a few minutes late for school. - Hours, Joe.
- What?! - It's our best chance.
We need dry, cool air and constant ventilation.
- You're drip drying it? Just blast it with a hair dryer!
- Do you wanna melt the tape? - Can you set it on low?
- Joe, we get one shot at this. We can't afford to screw it up.
- Alright, can we agree on 14 hours at least then?
I'll set my watch, we'll meet here and take a look tonight.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
[Joe sighs]
What did you want to tell me last night?
- Oh, um, it's nothing.
I figured it out-- JOE: Hey, guys, let's go.
[click]
♪
[click]
♪ dramatic sting ♪
[grunting, struggling]
[panting]
- You said you were good at what you do, JB.
This motel does not project an image of success.
- Yeah, well, they accept cash,
and they don't ask any questions.
But until you two snuck in, I thought that was a good thing.
- We had a deal.
You find The Eye,
you get to keep both of yours. JB: Yeah.
Have you ever heard the phrase "patience is a virtue"?
- Do it. - No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Stop telling him to do things to me, okay? Please. Just...
The bug that I planted, it paid off.
I've been listening in for the last couple of days, and...
honestly, the amount of teen angst I've had to endure--
- Skip to the end.
- The Hardy Boys have The Eye.
- Go get it. JB: No, no--
I didn't say they had it on them.
It's somewhere. They've stashed it.
I don't know exactly where-- [slice]
- What good are you?
[heavy breathing]
- I have a plan. Okay?
They trust me.
- You have 24 hours.
Or I'm going to come back and give you a real close shave.
♪
[birds chirping]
♪
- So, what does your dad do anyway?
- He's a consultant.
He's, like, a numbers guy for companies.
- Oh yeah?
Does he just stare at the numbers till they cooperate?
[laughs]
Oh, there he is. Get ready to go.
[shuts door]
- What is he doing? Who's that in the car?
BELINDA: I don't know. Looks like a woman?
I can't see her face though-- Get ready, Chet!
- I'm ready. They haven't moved.
[keys jingling] BELINDA: Oh,
I think he saw us.
CHET: Is he walking this way? Yeah, he's walking this way.
- He's coming. He's coming. Just--
- Hey.
What are you doing here?
- Just hangin'.
- How's your conference call?
- Chet, Belinda will see you later.
Looks like she and I are going to lunch today after all.
[cars honking, street noise]
So, what's good here?
- Oh, I don't know. I'm a pretty big fan of the truth.
Who was the woman in the car?
[radio playing]
- She's a real estate agent.
- We're moving again? - Oh, honey, no.
That came out wrong. She's...
a real estate agent who I'm... dating.
- But we've only been here a week.
- Well, I was back and forth a few times with her
when we were looking for a place to rent,
and we got to talking about other things,
and it just kind of happened.
- Why didn't you just tell me?
[sighs]
- You had a lot of big adjustments lately.
I didn't wanna give you more
than you could handle. - I can handle it.
- That's fair. I'm sorry.
- We can be honest with each other, Dad.
I won't freak out, okay?
- Well, in that case,
we are seeing each other tonight.
- Wow. Uh... Okay. [scoffs]
- Wait, I'm gonna read all about this in your zine, aren't I?
- Oh yeah. You better believe it.
- Great.
[laughs]
♪
JOE: What are we looking for anyway?
- Something to help control my visions.
- Great. Super specific.
Is it this?
No. [puts down magnifying glass]
Okay. Is it...
this? [thud]
♪ eerie music ♪
[clicking, whirring]
- Think I've seen that book in my visions.
"The Way of the Mind,
"how to reach an elevated plane of consciousness
through hypnosis, meditation, and guided imagery."
- Didn't know Great-Grandpa was such a hippie.
- Maybe he thought it would help him
unlock more of The Eye's power.
This page is marked.
♪
[Joe sighs]
- You gonna share with the class?
- "Guided imagery is a mind-body intervention
used to voluntarily reveal or invoke a series--"
- Okay. Stop. That's so much worse.
Just give me the gist.
- I need to clear my mind.
- Oh. That should be easy.
[creaking, footsteps]
- Did you close the bookcase?
- I gotta do everything around here?
- You go.
[Joe struggling] Joe?
[grunting] Joe?
[Joe panting]
[gasping]
♪
Hey, hey, hey, don't hurt him!
- Frank, they don't want me! They want you!
Go lock the door!
[slam]
- Stop, stop, stop! You're gonna trigger the kill switch!
[creaking] Please listen to me! The door is rigged--
[gasping]
- You gonna share with the class?
[beeping]
MACK: Angela.
- Tell me you got something. - The new coding worked.
We locked onto the signal. - Where?
[static, hissing, beeping]
MACK: It's the Estabrook estate.
♪
- And to Grandmother's house we go.
[school chatter]
[typing] - What did I say, Mr. Cohen?
- The camera costs more than my house.
- What happens if you lose it?
- [sighs] The school's gonna cut the AV budget, and then I'm gonna have
to join school sports. I know.
- Sign it back in first thing in the morning
and get the mic and tapes from the AV room after class.
You're late, Mr. Hardy.
- Sorry, sir. Won't happen again.
- Permit me to doubt that.
[room chatter]
We've got a million hours till the tape dries at Callie's dad's shop.
We should meet at the attic after school and kick around some theories.
- Can't. I've got tutoring.
- Me neither. I gotta finish Dennis' film.
I figured that's the least I could do.
- Yeah, it's definitely the least you could do.
Why are we stepping off the gas?
- We're not. We're killing time.
It's going to be fun.
- Oh. Oh, great. More waiting around, only now with mosquitoes.
- I thought the plan is to wait for the tape.
- Frank's plan is to wait for the tape. I'm going to keep digging.
- The last time you went rogue, we almost ended up dead in a cave.
- Okay, keyword almost.
What about those lightning bolts Dennis was drawing?
That's got to be something, right?
We need his notebook.
- Doesn't Lucy have his notebook?
[inaudible chatter]
- Yeah, so?
- So, Lucy hates you.
- Well, nothing a little Hardy charm can't handle.
♪
[hallway chatter]
Hey, Lucy.
Heading to the, uh, the Drive-In, too, huh? Yeah,
and I heard they shot on location, and--
- Just take it.
That's what you're here for, right?
- Well, I mean, yeah, but-- - Thought so.
[slams locker]
- So, what's the status on your birth mom?
- What, I didn't tell you? We're having high tea tomorrow at The Plaza.
I have her name, not her number.
- You know that's what a phone book's for, right?
- I checked. She's not listed.
- Did you check different cities?
What are you waiting for?
- I mean, it's kind of a big deal, Phil.
I only get one shot at a first impression,
and I want to do it right.
What if I'm... I'm not-- [puts down book]
- Lucy hates me. BIFF: Told you.
At least you got the notebook.
- Yeah, but she thinks I only care about the notebook.
♪
I'm trying to help her boyfriend!
And what's the thanks I get? I get a locker slammed in my face.
- Dennis is in the hospital. I think it's okay that she's upset.
- Yeah, but why is she upset with me?
- Because you're hyper-focusing on solving the case
instead of the more human, emotional component?
- No, that can't be it.
- Why do you care so much what she thinks? - I don't!
I gotta go sort this out.
[hallway chatter] - Hey.
- Just gotta swap out my binders, and then I'm good to go.
- Take your time.
I'm not really in a rush to be tutored on a Friday.
GIRL: Like last year, they brought in a stylist from Dixon City to do my makeup.
It was rad. [sighs]
- Demon Queen two years in a row.
Your parents must be so proud. - I know, right?
But, like, honestly, who was going to beat me?
Anyway, she let me keep a ton of stuff.
It's too bad the gown was so grody. Like, honestly, gag me with a spoon.
[laughs]
My mom was Demon Queen, too.
- Ooh. Congrats to you.
See you after detention, ladies. [locker shuts]
♪
- Don't sweat Vanessa.
She's popular, but she's kind of the worst.
♪
[phone ringing]
- Hardy residence.
SAM [on phone]: Did you get my package?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'm looking at it right now.
- McFarlane named his boat "Ellie," as in L-E.
As in... - Laura Estabrook. I got it.
- Some guys can't let go of the past.
Don't be that guy, Fent.
[door opens]
- Okay, gotta go. Thanks, Sam. [shuts door]
[hangs up]
Hey.
- Going back to Dixon City?
- Yeah, I'm staying over.
There's money for dinner on the kitchen table.
Try not to do pizza again, okay?
Oh, and go easy on your aunt.
She's stressed about that whole demon dress thing.
- Okay. [door opens]
- What time is this stupid movie anyways?
- Ah, Demon Night Massacre at the Drive-In,
- huh? - Yeah.
- Oh, come on. It's bad, but it's bad in a good way.
- No, it's not that. It's just I'm...
I don't know. I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around
doing something normal with everything that's going on.
- Oh, come on, Frank.
You're only 16 once.
Not everything has to be life and death all the time.
You're allowed to have a little fun. - Yeah.
- I'm putting my bike in the trunk so I can leave if it sucks.
- He gets it. [door opens]
CALLIE: What did you get for 14?
- I got 1,234. CALLIE: Remainder zero?
- Yeah. CALLIE: Perfect. Does that make sense?
- Sure.
Are we done? - Yeah, we're done.
Um, how you getting to the movie? You want to ride with us?
- I don't want to hijack your date.
- Oh, it's not a date-date. I mean, we're all hanging out.
I think Joe is going to be there.
- Okay, I'll come with you guys.
- Red or peach?
- Oh, um, I don't really...
Lipstick or makeup.
- No, that's okay. I mean,
sometimes it's just fun to play around with.
I didn't know Jesse was Demon Queen back in the day.
- She wasn't. My birth mom was.
I found out about the Demon Queen thing
and it doesn't really line up with what I had in my head.
♪
- What'd you have in your head?
- I don't know. Someone more like me, I guess.
- Well, we're not our parents, right?
Are you thinking about meeting her?
- Thinking about it.
Yeah. I just... I don't want any disappointment.
- For you or for her?
BRIAN: Belinda, you have a guest! - Okay, coming!
Erica. - Hey.
- Have fun on your date, Dad.
- Yeah, you, too.
Well, what I meant... [stammering] You know what?
I'm just gonna-- Yeah, I'm just gonna go.
Yeah.
- You look amazing.
What are you doing here? - I told you.
I missed you, B. - We talked about this, Erica.
We said we don't wanna do distance. - I know what we said.
I'm starting to think it was stupid not to try.
- I can't be in two places.
- You met someone else? - No.
There's just a lot going on.
- Then, let's go do something fun. Okay?
Make everything that's going on go away for a little while.
♪
[cuts engine]
[grunts]
[birds chirping]
- I have to go. - You're leaving?
Just like that?
I drove all the way here.
- You shouldn't have.
[door opens]
CHET: Hey, who's your friend? BELINDA: That's my ex.
- Do you need to stay? - No, I need to go. Let's just go.
[car door shuts] [Belinda sighs]
♪
[indistinct chatter]
[rumbling]
CALLIE: How's the seat now? Is that okay?
BIFF: Now, my leg's caught. Um, Frank, can you move yours, too?
- [grunts] That's as far as I'm moving-- Can you get your knee out of my back?
BIFF: Sorry. - Now, it's in my back, Biff.
- Okay, well, I'm not doing this for two hours. Can you let me out?
[radio static]
♪ indistinct singing ♪
♪ I am exploring your mind ♪
- Alright! I got drinks, candy, popcorn, hot dogs,
and a couple of ice cream sandwiches, and, ah,
I just realized I probably should've got you something, too.
- I'll take one of your ice cream sandwiches.
- Okay. So,
you've had quite the day. Wanna talk about any of it?
- No, no. I just wanna watch the movie.
- Did you guys see Joe when you were getting snacks?
- No. - Is there room for one more?
- No? BELINDA: Yes!
Of course there is. Come on, we got lots of room.
CHET: Lots of room. Great.
♪ A twist ♪
- Are you gonna eat those chocolate-covered raisins?
- Nope...
♪ Ooh... ♪
♪
- Hey, Lucy. Got a second to talk?
- You need a hobby, Joe.
- Just trying to help your boyfriend.
- Are you?
'Cause it seems like you only care about Dennis
because something messed up happened to him.
Did you even know who he was before that?
- So what? He needed my help.
I mean, some people send flowers or write cards.
That doesn't find someone in the woods.
I know what it's like to lose someone,
so I don't want anybody to lose anyone.
Not if I can help it.
So, I-I press on every lead and every suspect,
and I don't want to be judged for it
because I already have enough people in my life
telling me to slow down and act normal.
And I know you don't like being a suspect,
but if I don't look at everybody, then things get missed,
and that's when people get hurt. So,
in a weird way, I'm doing this for you, too.
[chatter continues]
- The movie is going to start soon.
Are you going to sit?
- I'll sit.
♪
- Blanket?
- Uh, sure.
♪ swelling ♪
♪
[inaudible]
GIRL IN MOVIE: Jimmy?
Jimmy, is that you?
Jimmy, cut it out. You're scaring me.
[wind blowing] [animal growling]
[girl screaming] [snarling, eating]
♪ cheesy music ♪
[siren onscreen]
[man panting onscreen]
[man groaning onscreen] [sirens get louder]
MOVIE MAN: Hey! Hey!
- I'm going to go get a refill. Be right back.
MAN IN MOVIE: L-look out!
[gunshot] Get down!
Get outta here!
♪
[shuts door]
[clang]
[struggling with door]
[grunting, groaning]
[struggling, clattering]
[grunts]
- Nice hook, Frank. [gasps]
- JB. - Yeah. [panting]
You owe me a new pair of shades.
- What are you doing here? Were you following me?
[projector whirring] - [panting] You and Joe...
need to give me The Eye.
Okay? And then you both need to get out of town.
- We don't have it, and we can't exactly leave town. We kinda live here.
- Well if you want to keep living, then you will get gone
while the getting gone is good.
It's not safe here anymore.
FRANK: If it's not safe here, what are you still doin' here?
- I don't have a choice.
You do.
Aren't you supposed to be the--
the rational older brother, makes the right decisions?
Look, if you're so hellbent on sticking around, fine.
Be my guest, but be smart.
Stop using The Eye! - We don't have it!
- Except I know you do.
And the more you use it, the more you're putting yourself
and everybody you care about at risk.
- What are you talking about? - I'm talking about Stratemeyer.
♪
They can trace it.
Yeah.
Whatever energy is coming off of that relic,
they figured out a way to lock onto it,
so the next time you use it, they'll know.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
♪
[insects chirping] [door opens]
- Where's your drink? Are you okay? - [sighs] Are we cursed?
Anya Kowalski said the ground that we walked on is cursed,
that our lives would be cursed, too.
- Anya Kowalski's a two-bit fortune teller.
Why are you thinking about Anya Kowalski?
- I don't want to be a danger to you.
- You're not.
- You were kidnapped.
We were almost murdered.
Everything in my life is secrets and lies and murder and mayhem,
and I keep waiting for things to be normal,
but I don't think they ever will be.
And I think if you would have known that-- - Frank.
the first time we hung out alone,
your grandma trapped us in a room full of puzzles
as an initiation into a secret society
that kills people to protect an ancient, magical artifact.
Trust me, I knew.
I hate to break it to you, but normal isn't normal for us.
And I like us.
- I like us, too.
[kiss]
[movie chatter continues]
♪ cheesy scary movie music ♪
[monster panting]
MAN IN MOVIE: Look out!
[woman screaming]
They're neither living nor dead.
They have no feelings. No empathy.
They're worse than animals.
They are the undead.
[growling]
They're driven by an insatiable, evil hunger. They are everywhere.
[growling]
LUCY: Maybe we should talk about something.
[turns off movie audio] JOE: Oh, yeah, sure, okay.
- Do you still think I'm a suspect, Joe?
- Don't know what to think about you.
[movie chatter continues]
- I went into the woods with Dennis that night.
We had a fight.
I broke up with him... [screaming in movie]
and I left.
- And he didn't remember anything.
- He didn't even remember that I was there.
I left him in the woods alone.
- It's not your fault. - It is.
When he didn't come home, I thought he was just being dramatic.
So, I didn't tell you where he was filming or that I was with him.
But when you found him in the West Woods
and his pin was in that shack,
I knew something was really wrong.
I wanted you to get to the truth. I just...
I didn't want him to remember everything.
- You didn't want to hurt him again.
[movie screaming]
- Everything's so messed up, Joe.
- It's going to be okay.
- How?
[watch beeping]
[beeping stops] JOE: Um...
I-I-I'm so sorry.
I-I-I have to go, but we can-- we can talk later?
- What? The movie's not even over yet.
- I know, I just-- I gotta figure out who did this, okay?
I know it wasn't you.
♪
[inaudible]
FRANK: Do you ever miss what life was like before?
You know, before we uncovered the truth.
[movie chatter]
- No, it's...
It's always better to know the truth, right?
- I never would have made it through the last year without you.
♪
- You're giving me too much credit. - No.
No, Callie.
You're brave,
you're smart,
and you're relentless.
[quiet laugh]
I don't know what I would do without you.
- I went to go see Gloria.
[running footsteps]
- Tape's ready, let's go!
What are you waiting for? Open the trunk, I got to put my bike in.
[door opens]
PHIL: You will find what will dread the most dead of the dead.
[tape hissing] Beware...
the Bridgeport Demon.
And cut. Nice. [clicking, tape stops]
[sighs] Okay.
[flipping pages]
[wind blowing outside]
[knocking] Uh, come in.
- Dad wanted me to bring you this since you're missing out on the Drive-In.
- Thanks. [puts down bowl]
TIFFANY: What you working on anyway?
- Oh, I'm just finishing Dennis' movie.
TIFFANY: Really? Why?
Didn't he, like, un-invite you to his birthday?
- Yes.
- So, why are you helping him?
- It's called being a nice person. Maybe you should try it sometime.
- Oh. [scoffs] Whatever.
- Stop, you're gonna ruin it! - Your face ruins it.
Good night, Philly. [shuts door]
♪
[car driving by outside]
[continues scraping]
[stops scraping] [car drives by]
- Joe, me and Callie need a minute to talk.
JOE: About what? We got to get the tape.
- Joe, just give us a minute, please.
- Great, it's a whole thing. Sure. Why not? It's only been 700 minutes.
- We'll catch you in there.
[street chatter]
[unlocks door, bell rings]
[person rummaging]
[door shuts]
[rummaging] - [quietly]: Mr. Shaw?
♪
[smashing]
[slamming, banging]
[wood breaking]
[gasping]
[crash]
- We both decided that we would cut Gloria out of our lives.
- No, you decided.
I've been close with Gloria for years. I needed to get closure.
- You didn't go for closure. You went to get into prep school.
Why do you want it so bad? - It means a better life.
- Yeah, but it also means that you're gonna be away from me.
Why are you fighting for that? - It's not about you.
[running] JOE: I saw him! The guy that hurt Dennis!
He was at your shop. He attacked me. - What?
- How did he know where it was?
- That's your first question? I barely got away with my life!
FRANK: Are you okay? JOE: Yeah, no. I-I couldn't get
all the tape. He was desperate. There must be something on here.
We gotta get home and watch this.
[doors shut] [starts car, revs engine]
♪
[dog barking outside]
JESSE: Biff? Phil's here for some reason!
Even though it's very late... - Okay!
JESSE: He's coming up! [footsteps]
- I found something.
Is that lipstick? - What do you want, Phil?
- There's a page ripped outta Dennis' notebook.
He drew a circle and a lightning bolt.
I think Dennis remembered something from the other night,
something someone didn't want him to remember.
♪
So, they silenced him.
[door shuts] - [sighs] Thank you for the ride home.
And the movie. It was nice to just...
turn my brain off for a bit.
- Listen, I don't want to make any assumptions or anything,
but I'm starting to think that your ex-girlfriend
didn't fall to her death after all. [Belinda laughs]
- What was your first clue?
- I mean, the way she kind of showed up out of nowhere
was kind of a pretty big giveaway. - Yeah...
- Listen, if you're still into her-- - I'm not!
- Okay.
I'm just saying, I get it.
Just because something is over doesn't mean it all goes away.
Some things just kinda...
stick with you, you know?
- Yeah. [inhales]
I just never know where I'm gonna be,
or for how long,
so I just need to be where I am.
With the people I'm with.
And I like being here. [laughs]
- Me, too.
[footsteps] [gasps, clears throat]
- [sighs] Hey. How was the movie?
- Really bad and really good.
- Just how I like 'em.
- Uh, I thought you had a date. BRIAN: Yeah, I'm on it.
We came back here for coffee.
And as long as we're all here...
Belinda, this is my friend Angela. Ange,
this is my daughter, Belinda. ANGELA: It's nice to finally meet.
I've heard so much about you, Belinda. - And that's her friend, Chet.
♪
[insects chirping]
CALLIE: Okay. Here goes. [clicking]
[presses play]
[sighs] [tape starts]
DENNIS [on tape]: The sun sets over the West Woods.
A majestic contrast to the evil the demon's about to unleash.
[hiss]
- What happened? - It's where I spliced the tape.
FRANK: That's Tom Elroy's shack.
What is all that? JOE: Can't tell. It's too scrambled.
- That's the water damage.
- Why's it damaged at the worst possible time?
FRANK: Wait, look. That's the flour that we found.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Go back. Go back. Someone's there.
[rewinding, playing]
FRANK: Can you guys tell who that is?
JOE: No. Dennis ducks down too fast.
- Hold on. He's coming back up.
Look.
The person's over there by a... a map.
♪
They're gonna draw something...
[hissing] - Oh, come on!
CALLIE: He's being chased!
He must have been spotted at the window.
- Dennis definitely saw something he wasn't supposed to.
[panting, grunting, heavy breathing]
♪
[VCR squeaking]
- What just happened? Is that it?! [clicking]
- That's the end of the roll. Rewind it. [click]
[rewinding]
FRANK: Here. That's a map of our town, right?
You can tell by the waterfront.
[click]
[VCR whirring]
JOE: What are those tubes?
Pipes?
Oh, those are fireworks.
What's that white thing beside it?
CALLIE: That's a water jug. See, it says "H2O."
No, wait.
That says "H2O2."
That's hydrogen peroxide.
- Dennis saw someone making a bomb.
There's gonna be an attack on Bridgeport.
♪ tense music ♪
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