This was supposed to be a joyous occasion.
Okay, we're back.
Mr. Benedict and Number Two are missing.
No one is safe with my brother as some guru.
I know that you'll be elated.
He made us a set of clues to lead us to where he is.
-"Take the shortcut." -It's a ship.
It's very rare to have tickets left for pickup.
They told us we're capable of doing anything.
We had to take matters into our own hands.
We'll be careful.
REYNIE: We're the Mysterious Benedict Society,
so let's go after them.
Eighty-one thousand, nine hundred sixty tons
of steel and elegance.
How much does elegance weigh, George? What percentage of tonnage?
Our first chance to be on a flagship vessel
and we'll probably be enjoying it from the brig.
Boat jail. Let's avoid.
Yeah. We need to lie low, blend in.
We're stowaways.
There's nothing more despise than stowaways.
Come on. Ever heard of pirates?
Pirates are just doing their job.
The best way to avoid boat jail is not to stand on the deck,
talking about the morality of pirates.
We need to find the next clue.
It'll tell us where to go when we get to Lisbon.
We need to find our room.
Mr. Benedict thought we'd be in that stateroom with Rhonda and Milligan,
so the clue has to be there.
And the room will be vacant, right? Because it was reserved.
CAPTAIN NOLAND: Good day and welcome aboard.
This is Captain Noland.
Please report to your designated evacuation areas
for our mandatory muster drill.
Fear is best bested when bested as one.
No way. I don't like drills. Let's just go for the clue.
Agree. In emergency, women and children first.
Question, advantage? We'll be fine.
Captain said it's mandatory. We want to be the only ones not there?
Also, do you have any idea how quickly 81,960 ton sinks?
Elegance doesn't float either.
CAPTAIN NOLAND: We nonetheless stand ready to face them.
Beware, rogue waves are very real.
White squalls are fast-acting and unpredictable foe, mines.
Well, there are no current belligerence.
These relics of man's folly still bout the seas,
ready to sting us from a darker past.
Piracy is, of course, still a great scourge.
You may consider yourself perfectly safe for mutiny
on this harmonious craft.
That's sad.
I've always wanted to live through a mutiny.
There are a lot of pirates in these parts or mines?
Excuse me, sir.
I'm Executive Officer Zhao but my nom d'océan is Cannonball.
Cool nickname. How did you get it?
I have neither the time nor inclination to relay that anecdote.
Because I think nicknames can be an important part of a...
My charge is your safety.
Please be prepared to move along.
-This guy is gonna be an issue. -Yeah.
We need to get out of his sight and into that stateroom.
Which is where?
First, we have to figure out a profile. Who we're meant to be, if questioned.
-Child ghosts. -Maybe a school group.
Wish we had matching tracksuits like the cricket squad over there.
Must be headed to the Dunsborough Cup.
Their warm-ups, say "water polo", actually.
Oh, yeah. Big-time crew.
-Continue. -How do we find the clue?
The ticket agent was handing out room keys from the wall behind her.
One of those keys still hanging was supposed to be ours.
I couldn't make out their numbers,
but if each row was a deck and each row have 39 hooks,
these are the room numbers for staterooms still unassigned
at the time we tried to check in.
Just 16 rooms, not bad.
CAPTAIN NOLAND: Thank you for your attention.
That completes the muster as we travel at a steady 62 knots.
Split up and move it. I'm hungry.
CAPTAIN NOLAND: Shortcut's both the fastest
and most luxurious ship on the seven seas.
Precisely on time.
And prepare to dock in Lisbon in a spectacular 48 hours.
This has been the captain. Good day.
Permission to speak freely.
Always, Cannonball. You and I are beyond formality.
No, thank you, Captain. I strongly request formality.
Granted. What's on your mind?
Based on my life jacket count,
there are four extra passengers onboard the Shortcut.
What are you saying? That we have...
Stowaways.
The cardinal maritime sin on my ship.
Is there any chance of a miscalculation?
Permission to speak frankly and without hesitation.
Oh, I know there's no miscalculation.
You are the human embodiment of accuracy and integrity.
That's correct.
Thank you, Captain.
My job is already in jeopardy. I feel the walls closing in on me.
If this is discovered, your career might survive, but not mine.
We need to find those stowaways.
I need to see them walking the plank.
Captain, that is no longer legal.
Nor was it ever ethical.
Metaphorically.
No rest until they're in custody.
Make an example of them.
Elated?
Yes, you heard me correctly.
You think I'll be elated to hear you continue to claim
you ended The Emergency?
A global crisis you are wholly responsible for creating?
Drop this ridiculous facade and offer the truth now.
-No, it's not a facade. -Oh.
I believe the instigator of a moment of change
can come from an unexpected direction.
You see, by instigating The Emergency...
I also...
solved it.
What are you talking about?
You're delusional and your demonstration is meaningless.
To the point of obfuscation.
I rather liked it.
Well, what does the blueberry represent?
Yes. What does it represent? This is...
I need a moment. Just a moment.
-I'm just overwhelmed. -Are you okay?
-I'm fine. -Just breathe.
You are no hero, sir.
And you are no mere associate. You're the fabled Number Two.
I am, yes.
Brilliant thinker, intuitive woodworker.
This changes nothing. Given that you've kidnapped us.
Kidnapped? No.
A word like that just fuels the cycle of anger.
Oh, it's so potent. It just erases all subtlety and nuance.
Well, there is nothing particularly nuanced about this situation.
Think of it as an opportunity. Please, sit down. Have some tea.
I don't want your tea.
I understand.
Would you please show our special guests to their rooms,
so they can get settled in?
Your brother. This is a special honor. Indeed.
-Thank you for your trust. -Oh, we don't trust you.
-We'll earn it. -Every day in every way.
-Right this way. -Right this way.
I want you to get out of here, not go into the heart of it.
No, no, no. We need the full picture, and then we escape.
Wait. I have a bad feeling.
Regular bad or psychic bad?
Just a feeling.
Is the part of you that knew someone was in there,
the same part that took down The Whisperer?
Same part of me that wonders, "Why pick a lock when you can just knock?"
-What? -Sorry, ma'am.
-Wrong room. -Sorry we disturbed you.
It'll be kind of fun to share a room again, right?
Yeah. I'm not used to it anymore. We all have singles at Boatwright.
No roommates?
Boatwright's all about personal space.
-You know, healthy distance. -Distance is healthy?
You choose when to connect.
So this ability you may or may not have,
did you get it from your biological parents?
What happened to them?
They were eaten by polar bears and clowns.
-The sound was awful. -You make it hard to try.
Bonding is needy. What's with the rope?
Speed check. I don't just believe everything I'm told.
Spent last year learning that.
-Ha! -"Ha", what?
We're only moving at 58 knots, not 62 like Captain Noland said.
Stop right now!
Playing over this side of the ship is highly dangerous.
We weren't playing. Speed check.
Fifty-eight knots, if you're wondering.
On the Shortcut, all minors must be supervised by an adult.
Where are your parents?
-We're lost. -Lost children?
Children.
Two lost children on the foredeck.
I repeat, two lost children on the foredeck.
Roberta, there's Mom and Dad.
-Welcome to the Inverness. -This is good.
We're scheduled to arrive in Lisbon a good 25 hours before the kids.
Good.
I checked the rest of it.
-Should I have brought more? -It's not you.
It's him.
-Remarkable. -Exhilarating.
-It's peculiar. -Unnerving.
Shall we continue?
Or do you need a moment to process?
Oh, I would love to see where people come and go as they please,
AKA the exit.
-Every exit is an entrance -Every exit is an entrance
-if you think about it. -if you think about it.
-I treasure you. -And I you.
And of course, we are a working lemon grove.
Meyer lemons.
-Tart. -But not too tart.
Hello.
Right this way.
Look, they're giving color to their emotions.
So they're all feeling...
-Happy. -Happy.
Who made you?
I'd like to think we make each other.
Who are these people?
Some are executives from the Institute. Only the best.
Those most open to life and profundity, others are devotees from around the world,
hand-picked by Dr. Curtain.
Our community has been thoughtfully curated.
Positivity is an absolute requirement.
-Hello, friends. -Hello, Sebastian.
Sebastian is from Brazil.
-Brazil. -Brazil.
He's one of the earliest adopters of Dr. Curtain's philosophy.
It's all true. Brazil. Adoption. All of it.
-Isn't it great? -Yes.
-What's happening here? -How is he inducing...
-His happiness. -Is it an untraceable supplement?
Unclear, but it is remarkable and most likely dangerous.
Welcome. Consider this yours.
Feel free to avail yourself of all the opportunities here.
Or wait for an opportunity to present itself.
Are you talking about the bathroom?
That's up to you.
Well, we can't stay here.
We have to get word to Rhonda and Milligan.
And the children.
No doubt their worry will soon lead to action.
I've seen enough.
Let's take the opportunity... to escape.
Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty.
I think he's got it.
Based on the distance between these doors,
this stateroom is larger than any others we've been to.
That would make sense since we were all going to be staying together.
Wow, sweet room.
Okay. We should really look for the clue.
-I'll look in the fruit basket. -I'll check the bedroom.
Wow, a map of Oceania.
Guys, the clue. Anything?
-One of the books is inverted. -What?
It pushes air, wow.
That can't be it.
The clue is up here. Turn off the fan.
Oh, I'm sorry. I think this is our room.
This is very uncomfortable.
They said the guests who booked this suite never boarded.
We're on our honeymoon, so they upgraded us.
Tom, why don't you quickly go talk to that nice man, Cannonball?
-He'll clear this up. -No. You stay. We'll go.
-Great. We're very tired. -Wait.
Are you sure you want a room with the ceiling fan?
A lot of people don't like those.
Everybody likes ceiling fans.
Well, if you can't make dessert, serve them a cheese plate.
That's considered very classy.
Yes.
This ship is known for its tower of pastries,
for its freshly cured gravlax.
-How can we have no sugar? -It's an unforgivable oversight.
I assume you're here about the stowaways, but you haven't found them.
I'm sorry, Captain.
I hear their laughter, Cannonball.
I hear those hyenas and their jokes.
You rupture just one supertanker and it follows you forever.
Nobody mentions that the channel map was out of date
-with a hundred-year fog. -Um...
That sandbar was not supposed to be there.
Good news.
I did return two minors to their parents.
Curious thing,
one of them claimed that the ship's not traveling at max speed.
No, our speed is fine. The sugar is the disaster.
Add in the stowaways and there's a perfect storm brewing.
I cannot lose this post, Cannonball. I'm deeply in debt.
Regrettable, but...
I was trying to protect your feelings earlier.
The XO is often unfairly scapegoated in these scenarios.
We both need them found.
I will escalate this to Situation Alpha.
And list all crew.
REYNIE : We shouldn't be out and about like this.
We're too exposed.
Like a baby gazelle undeveloped.
Exactly like that.
Guys, we handled Cannonball. No one thinks we're the stowaways.
-Enjoy the raw bar. -Kate's right.
We need to eat and that couple will too.
When they come here, we sneak back into the room and get the clue.
Until then, blend in.
This is vulgar and decadent.
-Sticky. -Hooves.
BOTH : Amicitia vera illuminat!
Sticky 119, what's up?
Guys, this is Marcus Hoover.
We're in a few clubs together at Boatwright.
Hm! Clubs.
-So, how are you doing, Hooves? -Great.
Just doing a quick tour of Offshore Wind Farms with my mom's.
-Who's this crew? -Oh, right. Sorry.
This is Kate, and Reynie, and Constance.
We're on a scavenger hunt, very science-based.
Collecting mineral deposits, assessing water table levels.
That sounds awesome. Right up your alley, 119.
-Okay, what's with the 119? -Sticky's so smart,
they're gonna name the next element after him.
-There are currently 118 elements and... -We got it.
-This guy's a legend. -No, you're a legend.
Oh, come meet my folks. They love talking geology.
You feel too much. It will get us killed.
You... process.
I can't let this opportunity go to waste.
Evening, Kate Weatherall.
Played a bit of polo myself. Loved the game.
Hm. We enjoy the game, too.
That is why we play it... for a living.
Cool. So, who's the goalie here?
Bauer.
Yes. That is the position I play.
I prevent goals from being scored in our net.
Now that we've answered your question satisfactorily,
We will get back to dinner... as a team.
So, Bauer, should I use my lead hand or my trail hand
to get out of the water more for high corners?
Lead hand. Always and forever.
This is... nice.
Oh, my. Just one moment.
-Oh, that's easy. -You know, even like a small amount
of beetroot powder would increase blood flow
-to your muscles and maximize the... -Please, stop harping on my fitness.
If not now, when?
I'm sorry.
Just tell me we gotta get out of here.
Whatever your brother brought us here for, it's not good.
I know. I just wish I knew how.
How is he making people this happy?
-Endorphin boosters, implanted microchips? -Nothing is beyond him. Nothing.
He's always been obsessed with being liked. Obsessed.
I mean, perhaps he's mastered the art of persuasion.
Or simply, it's his charisma that got him here, but I don't think so.
I think it's something more... Hello.
-Hey, guys. -Sebastian, yes?
-Indeed. -Yes.
-Wow, you look so much like your brother. -Oh.
-And almost as sweet. -Well...
You must be so proud of him.
I'll tell you before I met Dr. Curtain, I was living in São Paolo.
I was on the beach.
I had a great job, friends, money. And yet, I was so deeply unhappy.
I couldn't figure it out. Then I read the book.
-Watched the video. -Oh, my.
And now, I'm here. It's a miracle.
Are you all right?
Nothing some sunlight and smiles cannot fix.
-Or sports massage? -Love your humor.
Come, walk with me. It's so beautiful out.
-Oh, we're on our own hike. I'm sorry. -Yes.
Understood. I'm absolutely thrilled our paths have crossed here.
-Hasta luego. -Hasta luego.
The brochure touted your house-made pastries,
the jams, a compote bar.
-Was it all a lie? -I apologize.
Global supply shortages always impact the cruise industry first
and in this case...
It's really fascinating
because I'd always assumed the trail hand gave more lift.
Total game changer.
Good evening, girls.
Good to see you again in a less fraught situation,
back together with your...
-They're our brothers. -We're their cousins.
We're a blended family. We don't love labels.
Huh.
What wonderful parents you must have. And where are they?
They ate some bad prawns.
He's got a smokey pyramid. It's very adorable.
Bad prawns? How awful.
-Hello, good evening. -Hi.
Yes. They were in distress.
We should actually go check on them.
Hi, good evening.
Let's hurry up.
That couple could be here any minute.
I'd say we have at least 45 minutes.
Shortcut bucks.
Thirty-seven mean anything to you?
Of course. It's my favorite number.
You know, other people on the ship actually respect me.
Guys, Mr. Benedict made this specifically to be solved together.
We won't be able to solve it if we're fighting.
We should respect human death.
"Look up to the stars.
Take wing to the sun." Signed, "Mr. Benedict."
All of the chips have a star on one side.
And they each have two numbers.
Look up to the stars.
Look up to the stars. Look up...
It's a grid.
If we use the south wall and the west wall as our X and Y axis,
we can plot our points using the number pairs on the chips.
Like plotting a course on a map.
More like pre-algebra graphing, but sure.
What's the first coordinate?
Five, ten.
There. What's the next one?
So much of the time it's just fun.
And then we're arguing.
Arguing about plunge routers,
or fixed base routers, taxonomy, or orange juice.
I'm so confused.
It makes me think, did Kate escape to find Benedict
or was part of her trying to escape from me?
Just a bit of light chop for the next few minutes.
Make sure those seat belts are fastened.
I just thought that once we were reunited, it would all be simple again.
-Well, it's not. -It's hard.
It's hard.
Oh, big fence.
Your faith in me is inspiring, Number Two, but I'm not an accomplished climber.
Just do what I do. Pretend you're an angry howler monkey
and at the top of the fence is the person who stole your jackfruit.
Both motivation, helpful.
The numbers are robust, sir.
We're blamed for target after target. It's all happening.
Should I call S.Q. out for the next stage?
No, S.Q.'s on a walkabout. It's a journey of self-discovery.
We have to respect that.
All is good. We're on track.
-Electric fence?
You can leave us, Marlon.
Excellent.
An electric fence.
Oh, whatever happened to free will?
"Choose happiness. Choose your own path."
It's a defensive fence. We're protecting the vibe.
The vibe. Everything about this place is a lie.
I've tried to reach you.
I've tried to acknowledge my part in your pain,
-but all you can do is... -Nicholas, I've moved on.
Listen to me.
You are holding on to an outdated view of me.
That is the source of much unhappiness.
This sadness is a choice.
You're changing your cadence and your frequency.
Sadness is so isolating.
Why not manifest something more healing?
Orchestrated movements. Sequencing my rods and my cones.
Make a choice. Choose happiness.
No, I see what you're doing.
You're using neurobehavioral techniques to trigger chemical releases in the brain,
creating an elevation of mood.
It's brilliant, isn't it?
Brilliant? It's deplorable.
You're creating an artificial state of happiness.
People seem to enjoy it.
It is a complete disconnection from true emotion.
Who's actually gonna benefit from all that except you?
It's so disappointing to see you turn to envy.
I'm not jealous.
I'm heartbroken.
You don't have to be.
You can be happy.
Goat yogurt and berries for breakfast tomorrow.
You'll be teeming with flavonoids.
Perhaps that will open you up to new ideas.
Now, what?
Which one is the sun we fly to?
We're running out of time.
Zinc sulfide.
You're not the only scientist, George.
Cannonball, what do you know about home equity lines of credit?
Nothing, sir, but I've identified the stowaways.
Finally, something to celebrate.
Are they rotting in the brig?
I don't have them in custody yet, but the hunt is on.
It's a constellation.
Sure, but which one?
"Take wing to the sun." Is it a bird, a sunbird?
No. It's Apollo's bird.
Apollo was the god of the sun, and his bird was Corvus.
That's the constellation for Corvus.
That's supposed to be a bird?
The Greeks were terrible artists.
Why would he show us Apollo's bird? We're looking for a location.
Because the train station in Lisbon is the Santa Apolonia,
which translates to Saint Apollo.
I'm a ferroequinologist. A railfan. There's a lot of us.
I bet we use that key at the train station.
Great job, guys.
And you can make fun of me, but we did this together.
No one's gonna make fun of you.