[eerie music playing]
It's time for them to learn the truth.
[Bratt] Previously on Goosebumps...
[book thuds]
Your mom's name's Sarah, right?
Your dad said she went to school here.
I was cleaning out my basement the other day
and found this scrapbook. So...
[eerie music continues playing]
-[Margot] Mom? -Hey, Harold.
You guys, my mom knew Biddle.
-Wait, how do you know that? -It's all in here.
The way that it works,
is that if I'm in the location that the page is about,
I see the vision, I see the past.
-[eerie music continues] -[Harold] I'm really scared.
I think someone's trying to hurt me.
[Harold screaming]
There were other people in the house.
-[screaming] -[fire crackling]
[young Nora] You found the case.
-[young Ben] I found it. -[group coughing]
[Harold screams]
[tense music playing]
Did we just find out our parents are murderers?
Like what the hell was in that case?
[Bratt] Did you guys wanna know what's in the case?
Come inside, I'll tell you.
[eerie music playing]
[Bratt] Cool. The gang is all here.
Come on, come on, I'll tell you all about it.
Here, sit here.
You could sit here.
-Thank you. -Thanks.
Hey, if you're done with that, I'll take it back now.
Yeah. By all means. I don't want that thing anymore.
-[Isaiah] Hey, Mr. Bratt? -[Bratt] Yeah?
How do you have that case?
Oh, I'll explain everything. Just-- just sit down.
Go ahead. Sit.
Cool.
Do-- do you guys want anything?
Any refreshments? I have cocoa powder.
-No, I... -We're fine.
-Can you get on with it? -Not cocoa powder.
[Bratt] Okay, sure. Um...
-[piano music plays] -All right. [clears throat]
So it all started with my great-grandfather
in 1925.
Wait, how long is this story?
Can you just... Now I gotta start over.
Sorry.
[Bratt] The story begins
with my great-grandfather in 1925, in New York City.
[film reel hums]
And now for a trick
I like to call
"bird of a feather flocks alone".
Now a bird, she may fly wherever she pleases,
but how can a bird fly when she's in a cage?
For that, she needs the help of the magic cage.
-Abracadabra, ala-kazam, bananas! -[yawns]
-Teleport-o! -[bird wings flap]
That bird's not even the same color.
I want my money back.
[bell rattles]
[bell jingles]
[coins clatter]
I need a new act. And not just the regular old tricks.
I need the expensive stuff.
The stuff you sell to the big boys.
That isn't enough.
Oh, come on. I got a wife and a kid. Please.
There's... there's gotta be something in here I can get.
-I don't think so. -[coins clatter]
Try the nine-cent store.
[coins clatter]
[footsteps shuffle]
[Slappy] Over here.
[eerie music playing]
[Ephraim] What about that case?
-[door clicks open] -[pot bubbles]
[door clicks closed]
[case jostling]
[Betsy] Did you get paid for your show?
Yes, but I had to invest it...
-in this. -[foreboding music playing]
His name is Slappy.
And look, it was embroidered right here,
beside his little vest.
A doll? You bought a doll?
You need to get a real job.
This is what I'm meant to do.
I know that.
[sighs]
Well, then I'm gonna have a bath
while we still have hot water.
Betsy. Betsy. Betsy!
[foreboding music playing]
Fantastic.
Don't worry, buddy.
[foreboding music intensifies]
"Karrano. Marri. Molonu.
Loma. Molonu. Karrano."
[Slappy jostling]
What does that mean? [chuckles]
[footsteps shuffling]
[wood creaking]
[tense music playing]
[liquid splattering]
[ominous music plays]
And now, a round of applause for my new assistant, Slappy.
-[single applause] -[as Slappy] Thank you, thank you.
I'm excited to amaze you with some magic.
[Ephraim] Okay, great. Now, Slappy,
I need you to pick...
-[man 1 coughs] -...a-- a card. Put in there...
-[cards rustle to floor] -This is bad. You bum.
-[wood creaks] -[Slappy] I agree.
This man is a true mutton head. A simpleton.
A ninny. An ignorant, flumdiddly coot!
[audience chuckling]
[Ephraim] No. Wait a minute. I'm not doing this.
He-- he's doing this.
Dummy's doing this all by himself.
-[man 2] Yeah, right. -Oh, I'm the dummy.
What a loser.
-[audience laughing] -Eh...
You don't want to be a loser your whole life, do you?
No. Certainly not. But you... I don't--
Enough. Finish your act.
Hmm? Trust me.
[audience cheers and applauds]
-[upbeat music playing] -[audience laughs and cheers]
[Slappy laughing]
We are your family
and you don't spend any time with us anymore.
-[upbeat music continues] -[audiences applaud]
It's him or us, Ephraim. Him or us!
I choose... him.
[audience roaring]
[upbeat music continues]
-[car horn beeps] -[traffic humming]
[audience cheers and whistles]
[Ephraim] Unbelievable. The theater was half empty.
[sighs] You know, if we added
an opening act, maybe a clown,
we could charge even more.
[Ephraim] We are the show.
[owner] Obviously, the audience comes to see you.
But we've been doing this for a long time, Ephraim.
If you ever want to take the night off, or--
Why would I wanna take the night off?
I'm just... looking down the road, Ephraim.
Tastes change.
The box office manager needs you.
I'll be back in just one second.
He's going to ruin our plans.
They're delivering it tonight. Deal with him.
[tense music continues]
Oh, I thought I heard someone in here.
It's time, Ephraim. Use the spell.
Adanna. Meenu. Sanara. Kudarash.
What are you doing?
No! No!
[traffic humming]
[bills rustling]
[Gravedigger] I've never robbed a mausoleum before.
[door creaks, thuds]
[Slappy] We had searched years for this.
Now it's here and it's your turn to repay me.
Okay, look. About that.
I'm starting to have second thoughts.
[Slappy] We had a deal. Stick with the plan.
Okay. Okay.
-[Ephraim grunts] What now? -[lid clatters]
Look in the pocket.
[Slappy] Yes, that's it. Read it.
Aldu. Meinudi.
[indistinct murmur]
-[alarm blaring] -[screaming]
[Ephraim] No, no. I can't let this happen.
-[Slappy] Read it! -I can't let you do this.
You used me!
[Slappy] What are you doing? No!
I gave you everything you wanted!
Stop this!
-[trunk creaks] -[birds singing]
[door thuds]
Everything's been arranged.
You are the proud new owner of this lodge.
Have my boxes been delivered yet?
Yes, they're already inside as you requested.
Would you like me to hire someone to do the work for you?
No, I don't want any help.
In fact, I don't want anyone here at all.
Okey-dokey. Well, if you do need anything,
you just please don't hesitate to give a call. Alrighty?
Can you tell your friends?
["Where or When" by The Flamingos playing]
♪ It seemed we stood and talked like this before ♪
♪ We looked at each other in the same way then ♪
♪ But I can't remember where ♪
♪ Or when ♪
It's the end of the road.
♪ And loved before ♪
♪ But who knows... ♪
[bricks clatter]
I'm gonna make sure no one finds you ever again.
♪ Where or when ♪
[Slappy] Oh, someone will find me.
Sorry, I'm just a little bit confused.
Well, just let him keep talking.
If you listen to the story,
you know, you might get there.
Okay. It's just... [laughs]
Kids of this era with your cell phones and YouTubes.
It's like, no focus.
You ca-- you can't focus on a really good story.
This is a good story.
-I was listening. -Thank you.
Back to the story.
Everyone just relax,
'cause I'm about to get to the best part. All right?
["Creep" by Radiohead playing]
[Rhonda] Oh, hello, Georgia Biddle.
[Georgia] Pleasure to finally meet you.
[Rhonda] I'm sorry it took so long to track you down.
Ephraim Bratt left no family contacts.
Clearly. It took 10 years to track us down. Hi, I'm Barry.
You know, I never even met my grandfather.
[Rhonda] Oh, Ephraim kept very much to himself.
He was a bit eccentric.
Oh, uh, and this is our son, Harold.
What? Oh.
[fingers tapping]
What have you got in there?
My pet.
It... It's kind of his pet.
-They're worms. -Worms? [chuckles]
-Worms. -Oh, eccentric.
You received our fax. The signed forms?
We did. All the probate issues are resolved.
You are now the full owners. Welcome to Port Lawrence.
Not quite the big city you're used to.
Oh, that's okay.
We, uh, we wanted a fresh start. Right?
-[Rhonda] Well, let me show you the house. -[Georgia] Great.
[Barry] Pretty house, huh?
We're gonna like it here. You're gonna like it here.
Kids are the same everywhere.
No, they're not.
I promise you, they're not.
♪ What the hell am I doin' here ♪
♪ I don't belong here ♪
Huh.
-Oh, my gosh. -[Barry exhales sharply]
[Barry] I see a garage sale in our future.
[Georgia] Either that or a house fire.
[melancholy music playing]
[Harold blows softly]
Harold, honey, come look at this.
Careful coming down. These look a little bit rickety.
-No, they're actually... -[Barry] What's happening here?
[Georgia] They're kind of solid. Oh, wow. Oh, my gosh.
[gasps] Oh, well this, this has potential.
We could make this a hangout spot
for you and your new friends.
Coat of paint. Maybe some carpet. A boom box.
What do you think?
-Well, I'll need a TV obviously. -[dramatically] Obviously.
I could run some cable down here.
"I want my MTV," right?
Yeah. And a heat lamp for the worms.
Oh. You know, maybe now that we're in a new place,
we could talk about getting a different pet.
Say like, a golden retriever.
Golden retrievers are dumb.
Well, do worms even have brains?
Of course, they have brains. They have five hearts.
How many hearts does a golden retriever have?
[Barry] Okay, uh, why don't you, uh,
pick out your new room, okay, bud?
Okay.
-Uh-huh. -[Georgia] Namaste.
Thank you.
[footsteps creak]
[Slappy whispers] Over here!
[footsteps continue]
[music intensifies]
[knocking on door]
Morning, Harebear.
Dad, please. I'm in high school now.
What? Come on. It's adorable.
You will always be my Harebear.
Yeah, but just not in public, okay?
All right. Deal.
Hey, kiddo, how are you feeling
about your first day at the new school?
-Honestly? -Yeah.
I don't want to go.
No one is going to bully you here.
Your-- your last school,
I mean, those were...
those were really bad kids.
It's not gonna happen here. I promise it.
I even got you something to help.
Is it an invisibility cloak?
Yes, it... No, no.
Maybe for your birthday. Just open it.
-It's a Polaroid camera. -[Harold laughing]
You-- you-- you-- you put your-- your film in right there.
And then the picture just comes out instantly.
We used to bring 'em to parties all the time.
Everybody loved them.
Dad, I know what a Polaroid is.
I just, I don't know how it's gonna help me at school.
Two words: Photo. Club.
Maybe it will "lens" you a hand
and help you make some new friends.
-Dad, puns are not funny. -Says who?
Me. I just said it.
[laughs dramatically]
Say "cheesy."
[Barry gasps]
[shutter clicks, whirs]
Atta boy.
["Connection" by Elastica playing]
[indistinct chatters]
♪ Riding on any wave ♪
♪ That is the luck you crave ♪
♪ They don't believe it now ♪
♪ They just think it's stupid ♪
♪ So got anything ♪
♪ Anyone could have done ♪
♪ Who would've cared at all ♪
♪ Not you ♪
♪ Another heart has made the trade ♪
♪ Forget it, forget it, forget it ♪
♪ I don't understand how a heart is a spade ♪
♪ But somehow the vital connection is made ♪
Uh, hi, is this the photo club?
Yeah. We take it pretty seriously.
How long have you been doing photography?
Because I've been doing it for quite a while.
Oh, how long?
Like, since the beginning of this past summer.
Oh, well, I have this camera.
[camera clicks]
Okay, you're in.
I'm Nora.
-I'm Harold. -[Sarah] Oh, my gosh!
An SX-70? Is that vintage?
It's new. They just charge more for it if it looks old.
-[chuckles] Can I? -What?
Look at the camera.
Oh, yeah. Sure.
[shutter clicks, whirs]
I'm Sarah.
Haven't seen you around here before, you new?
I just moved here. I'm Harold.
I'll see you next meeting. We start right on time,
'cause we like to make it home to watch X-Files.
-We are obsessed. -Okay, cool.
I haven't seen that show, but it's good to know.
[whimsical music playing]
-What? -"You" what.
No, "you" what.
-No way. They're all too dark. -I like the contrast.
[Sarah] This is all just weird stuff from your basement.
[Harold] I don't want my photos to look like everyone else's.
Sometimes I feel like I see the world differently
and I just want these to show that.
You can say all the artsy-fartsy stuff you want,
-the film's been fogged, dude. -[chuckles]
Wait, when did that happen?
When you didn't load it into the camera correctly.
-You're the one who loaded it. -I don't think so. You did.
Let's take it to Mulder and Scully.
You watched?
[school bell rings]
Hey, it's Eliza's birthday this weekend,
so we're having a party at Bens. You should come.
Oh, no thanks.
[Sarah] Why wouldn't you come?
Your friends are...
-[Sarah] What? -Cool.
-You're cool. -I'm definitely not cool.
Yeah, but not cool can be cool.
Look, Ben's a quarterback.
Victoria is gonna be valedictorian.
Eliza's a cheerleader and Nora is... scary.
Never tell her that, she would die of satisfaction.
[both chuckle]
Just come, Harold. It's just a party.
Besides, I can tell you some stuff
about my friends that are super not cool.
-[Harold chuckles] -[Sarah] I'll see you.
-[footsteps trailing] -[scoffs]
["I Would Walk (500 miles)" by The Proclaimers playing]
♪ When I wake up ♪
♪ Yeah, I know I'm going to be ♪
♪ I'm going to be that man Who wakes up next to you ♪
♪ When I go out Yeah, I know I'm gonna be ♪
♪ I'm gonna be the man Who goes along with you ♪
♪ If I get drunk Well, I know I'm gonna be ♪
♪ I'm gonna be the man Who gets drunk next to you ♪
♪ And If I haver, hey, I know I'm gonna be ♪
♪ I'm gonna be the man Who's havering to you ♪
♪ But I would walk 500 miles ♪
♪ And I would walk 500 more ♪
♪ Just to be that man Who walked a thousand miles ♪
♪ To fall down at your door ♪
[Barry] Hey, how was the big party?
It was great.
More popular than ever. I'm everybody's best friend.
You didn't go.
[Harold] I don't want to talk about it.
But I thought you liked that girl, Sarah.
I do like her. Just, um... She's never gonna like me back.
So, sorry, I know it must be disappointing,
knowing that your son's a loser.
Harold, you're in high school and everyone's a loser.
Sarah will come around.
It-- it just... it's not gonna happen overnight.
[melancholy music playing]
[sighs]
It's not gonna happen on any night.
-[bricks clatter] -[Slappy whispers] There you go.
[tense music playing]
[bricks clattering]
[music intensifies]
-[Georgia screams] -Oh, my God.
[Barry] Honey?
[Harold laughs] I found him in the basement.
What is that?
It's a ventriloquist dummy. His name's Slappy.
He's pretty cool, huh?
Yep. Yep. Sure is. No denying that.
Hi, I'm Slappy. [chuckles]
Wow. That really is something.
Those things really give me the creeps.
That almost frightened me to death.
[laughs] I gotta go work on my technique.
-[as Slappy] See you later, Mom. -[Georgia whimpers]
Hey, buddy.
Hmm. [chuckles]
[paper rustles]
[foreboding music playing]
Karru. Marri. Odonna. Loma. Molonu. Karrano.
Well, that was a gas.
[wood creaks]
[wood clatters]
-Gotta catch the bus. -Oh, well, hold... Hang on.
You're taking that doll to school?
Yeah.
Uh, maybe you should just
leave it here for the day, bud.
Where kids your age can't see it.
Our semester project in theater class is a performance art piece.
I thought I might as well do something with Slappy.
[Georgia] You have such a nice voice.
Remember church choir? You should sing.
[Barry] Or play guitar. Everyone loves guitar or...
Literally anything else.
Nobody else is gonna do ventriloquism.
Honey, that's exactly what we're afraid of.
[scoffs] Nobody cares what I do, trust me.
I'm late for school. I'll see you after.
Okay. I love you.
Have a good day, Harebear.
Thanks.
Look, if it makes him happy...
The dummy makes him happy here at home, great, fine.
But at school, it makes him a target.
What did you want me to do?
Wrestle the thing from his hands
before he left the house?
What's the worst that could happen?
[sighs]
[students murmuring]
[Miss Dietrich] Whenever you're ready, girls.
[students whistle and cheer]
Today, we will be performing a scene
from Glengarry Glen Ross.
Due to the gross overstep
of the school board's censorship,
we'll be replacing the F word with flipping.
Protest noted.
[Victoria clears throat]
[Eliza exhales] A.B.C. A, always, B, be, C, closing.
Always be closing. What's my name, you ask?
Flip you, that's my name.
Flip you, mudder-flipping flippers!
I drive an $80,000 BMW.
That's my name, mudder-flipping britches!
[Miss Dietrich] Okay. Thank you, Eliza and Victoria.
[students laugh and cheer]
Okay, next we have... Harold.
Oh, a ventriloquist act! Fun.
[eerie music playing]
[stool thuds]
[as Slappy] Hello, everybody.
This is my friend, Harold.
[chuckles] Hi, everybody.
-[clears throat] You suck. -[Sarah] Shh!
-That's what your mom said. -[students laugh]
[Harold] I didn't say that.
I... I can't get this thing
off my arm. It's stuck.
Try having it up your ass.
[students laughing]
That's not my voice. This isn't funny.
[Slappy] I think we can all agree on that.
[students laughing]
I'm not doing this.
[mocking] "I'm not doing this."
If there was any justice, they'd let me walk around
and put him in a case forever.
[students laughing]
[students applaud and cheer]
[Slappy] See? With me, you won't be a loser.
[tense music playing]
So she turns around and looks at me.
Big smile on her face and she says, "That's what I said."
[group laughs]
-[Sarah] Oh, my God, no. -[school bell rings]
-Oh. See ya. -See ya.
-Bye. -[Victoria] Bye.
[students murmuring]
So are you gonna go to the winter formal?
Hadn't really thought about it. Are you going with Ben?
No, he's not my boyfriend.
[dramatic music playing]
I'll see you later. Can't be late to class.
[dramatic music playing]
-[locker thuds] -[students murmuring]
[foreboding music playing]
[Slappy] How could you be so naive?
You can't trust her.
Sarah doesn't like you. She feels sorry for you.
I'm the only one you can trust.
-[gasping] -[door thuds]
Something different about that girl.
[students murmuring]
-Nora! What's up? -[tense music playing]
Harold's doll. I heard it talk.
It's a ventriloquist dummy. That's what it's supposed to do.
No, no, Sarah. I heard it talk on its own, okay?
Like it was alive.
It's okay. Just take a deep breath.
It's just a doll.
No! I know what I heard. I'm not crazy.
There's something about it. Okay?
There's something evil about it.
I don't know how to explain it.
[tense music builds]
[Sarah] We'll talk about this later.
[Harold] Please, don't go.
[Sarah] Harold, what are you doing?
[sobs] Let go of my arm.
[Harold] Sarah!
[exhales sharply]
[Harold] I'm running late.
Hold-- hold on a second, Harold.
What?
We, um-- we heard you up late
talking to your doll.
Puppet.
We discussed it and we think
that you should leave "it" at home.
His name is Slappy and I have to take him to school.
I need him.
Right. You seem to have gotten to know Sarah pretty well.
We think it would be a good idea if you spent more time,
you know, with your new real friends instead of your dummy.
They weren't my real friends until Slappy.
I understand that now.
Your friends will still be there without the doll.
Slappy! His name is Slappy, you witch!
-Hey, what has gotten into you? -Harold!
Do not speak to your mother that way.
[Georgia breathing heavily]
I hate you.
[foreboding music playing]
He's right.
He's right about everything.
I know it's dramatic, but those things creep me out.
And I could have been imagining it,
but I think I saw it blink.
-[fire crackling] -Blink?
On its own.
Regardless. Harold has been different since he found it.
[sighs] He's gonna freak out.
We'll tell him it was an accident.
It got too close to the fire
and then we'll just... buy him a car.
It's for his own good. He can't go through what he went through last year.
It'll break him.
[whispers] Yeah.
It's not burning.
I see that. I don't understand it.
I mean, it's made of wood, how is it not burning?
What are you doing?
-[backpack thuds] -Harold...
-You're killing him! -He's a doll, Harold!
No, you don't understand! He's magic!
Would you just-- It's for the best!
He is what's best for me!
[Slappy] It's time, Harold. Use the spell.
Adanna. Meenu. Sanara. Kudarash.
Adanna. Meenu. Sanara.
-What's happening? -Kudarash.
No.
[foreboding music playing]
He killed his parents.
So-- so he is the murderer.
Yeah. Yeah, you were--
you were totally right about that, yeah.
No, actually she's not right at all about that.
-Harold's not a murderer. -How do you figure that?
-Obviously it, it's complicated. -How is it complicated?
[shouts] If you'd just shut up!
Just let me finish.
["My Love" by En Vogue playing]
Okay, back to the story.
♪ Say no way ♪
-[audience applauding] -[scattered cheers]
[Miss Dietrich] Thank you, ladies. Thank you.
And now we have senior, Harold Biddle,
and his dummy, Slappy.
[audience applauding]
[Slappy] Well, would you look at this?
I'm back slumming it at another high school gig.
Not that I'm against school.
I happen to be very educated.
Can you give us an example, Slappy?
[Slappy] Do you know the world's fastest land animal?
The answer is Eliza Etten when she fled the scene
after nailing the principal's Oldsmobile
in the parking lot last year.
[audience murmurs, groans]
Ah, there's Ben Howard,
Port Lawrence's star quarterback.
Yeah. Do me, bring it on.
Who's a sloppier kisser, Sarah,
your golden retriever or Ben?
It's Ben.
-[audience cackling] -What the hell?
-[Slappy] Hey, Harold. -Yes, Slappy.
I have a multiple choice pop quiz.
What's more pathetic?
Victoria thinking people are still buying the Virgin Act
or Nora trying to hide the fact that she is still a virgin.
That is quite enough.
Sarah, you really told him all that stuff?
[Miss Dietrich] You're going straight to the principal's office
after this, mister.
-Off. Now! -[footsteps trailing]
[Miss Dietrich] Okay, we're gonna take a little break
and then we'll get set up for Madeline Claire.
What the hell, Harold? Those were secrets.
Then why did you tell me?
Really, Sarah? We trusted you.
And, to be clear, I am a virgin.
[Harold] Maybe you shouldn't have trusted her.
You know this means I can't be your friend anymore, right?
Being nice to me just made you feel good about yourself.
Why would you say that?
Just the other day you told me you were scared
and you needed help. What happened?
I just didn't understand it yet.
Understand what?
[Harold] The plan that is in motion.
This? This is all your fault, Sarah.
It's the puppet. Okay? I saw it talk on its own.
I'm telling you, guys, we're in serious danger.
Ever since he found the dummy, he changed.
He told me he was scared.
Yeah, because it's evil.
We need to get that thing away from Harold.
Look, I don't know about any evil doll scaring people,
but I do know that it'll probably drive Harold nuts.
-So let's do it. -[foreboding music playing]
Yeah, let's get that dummy.
Tomorrow night.
[insects chirping]
[doorbell rings]
Who's there?
[foreboding music playing]
Hello?
-[foreboding music builds] -[footsteps shuffling]
[door creaks, thuds]
[music intensifies]
[Slappy clatters]
Goodbye, you little idiot.
Goodbye to you, little idiot.
[light bulb shatters]
[items crashing]
[lamp clatters]
[electricity hums, fades]
[Ben] Nora was right.
[matchstick brushes]
[tense music playing]
[clock clanks, chimes]
[Ben] Guys! Guys! It's true! The doll is evil.
[Sarah] We can't leave yet, we gotta help Harold.
-[footsteps thudding] -Harold! We wanna help!
-[Harold screams] -Harold!
Stay away from me!
[Victoria] He doesn't understand we're trying to help him.
[Harold grunting]
-There's smoke! -[Sarah] Harold, we're trying to help you.
-[Nora] Come on! We gotta go! -[Victoria] Come on!
[Eliza] Come on, let's go!
-[Sarah] No, Harold! -[fire alarm beeping]
-[dramatic music playing] -[group coughing]
[Harold screaming]
We have to get him out!
-Hey! Hey! -[Harold screaming]
-He's gone. -[melancholy music playing]
-Harold's gone. -No.
-[group breathing heavily] -No. This isn't real.
I told you. You didn't believe me.
[Victoria] Now what? Do we call someone?
No, Biddle's dead, okay?
Doesn't mean we have to ruin our lives too.
I can't go to jail, okay? Grab the case.
[heavy breathing continues]
[case thuds]
[eerie music playing]
-[case thuds] -[group screaming]
Did you think it was gonna be that easy?
[wood thuds, cracks]
[group whimpering]
-[case slams] -[eerie music playing]
Let's throw it in the fire.
It won't burn.
[Victoria] How do you know that, Nora?
-[rain pattering] -[Nora] I just do!
We have to bury it where no one's ever gonna find it, okay?
Okay, my family's cabin in the mountains.
No, let's bury it in my dad's old mine.
Okay, it's closed down so nobody will ever find it.
[Ben] Look, then we can never, ever talk
about what happened here tonight again, okay?
[sirens wail in distance]
Okay?
[foreboding music playing]
Come on.
So our parents went in to get the puppet because it's evil.
-Yeah, totally valid, right? -Yeah.
Yeah. And that's really good, 'cause it means
they're not, like, real murderers.
-[Margot] Yeah. -[Lucas] Which is great.
Um... What?
Yes, they were actually real murderers.
That's the... that's the whole point of the story.
Are you kidding? Your parents were the evil ones.
Which is why Biddle's ghost
is getting back at them by haunting us.
He's making me wanna kill my family.
Yes.
And having Lucas listen to worms
and leaving James for dead.
Okay, you get it. Thank you.
[Lucas] Okay. Yeah. But this Harold Biddle kid
seems kind of, like, messed up.
And, like, our parents were probably trying to help him.
Most of our parents, I guess.
No, listen to me.
-What does that mean? -Yeah, what'd you mean by that?
-[Bratt] No! -Means whatever you want.
-He didn't mean anything by it. -No! No! Listen to me.
Your parents bullied Harold.
You understand? They bullied him constantly.
They bullied him and bullied him and bullied him.
And then they broke into his house
and they stole his best friend.
-Best friend? -Yes! His best friend!
And they ended up killing him in the process.
So, yeah, they're murderers.
I mean, weren't you even listening?
I gotta spell it out for you?
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
[sniffles] Okay.
Mr. Bratt?
What?
How do you know all of this?
[scoffs] Right. The twist.
I know all this because I'm not Mr. Bratt.
[flames roar]
I'm Harold Biddle.
[group screams]
["Bullet with Butterfly Wings" by The Smashing Pumpkins playing]
♪ The world is a vampire ♪
♪ Sent to drain ♪
♪ Secret destroyers ♪
♪ And a piece of the game ♪
♪ Even though I know ♪
♪ I suppose I'll show ♪
♪ All my cool and cold ♪
♪ Like ol' Job ♪
♪ Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪
♪ Someone will say "What is lost can never be saved" ♪
♪ Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪
♪ Tell me I'm the only one ♪
♪ Tell me there's no other one ♪
♪ Jesus was the only son, for you ♪
♪ And I still believe that I cannot be saved ♪