03x06 - The Myth of the Ensnared Hunter

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- (THUNDER RUMBLING)
- (DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(BIKE BELL RINGS)

Hannah, it's Nancy again.

The real Frozen Hearts k*ller
is a supernatural entity.

Ten-year-old Richard Trott
came across it

on his paper route in .

A friend from the Ledger
slipped me some records

from back in the day.

I managed to piece together
Trott's childhood route.

Problem is I can't seem to cr*ck

where the supernatural k*ller might be.

(BIKE BELL RINGS)

(SIGHS)

(PHONE BEEPS)

Hi, Hannah. Me again.

Uh, turns out my map
was only half right.

Shouldn't surprise me.

Town's changed a lot.

What I really needed was a map
of Horseshoe Bay from .

That should get me through
the rest of Trott's paper route.

However, I do need your help

to make sure this thing
doesn't k*ll again,

so please call me back.

Mm.

(SIGHS) Gotcha.

♪ ♪

(GEORGE SIGHS)

You don't make enough money
to keep covering supplies

for the youth center, and
I'm not giving you a raise.

- (PHONE VIBRATES)
- So make sure that you get reimbursed

- next time.
- Oh.

Nick has just Chimed me.

- It's all good.
- Nice.

At least he's Chiming someone.

Wait, he owes you money, too?

Not money, but he sure owes me.

An apology, a good night's sleep.

We haven't talked
since our argument last night.

This is all about that little lie

about going to see that dentist?

It wasn't a little lie, okay?

I did go to a dentist.

He just wasn't my dentist.

No, it was your biological father.

You didn't tell Nick that bit at first.

It's kind of like a lie without lying.

Am I supposed to alert Nick
to every single thing I do

in the moment that I do it?

Sometimes my timeline takes precedence,

like right now.

I'm spending the day finding a way

- to make sure that I don't die in ten years.
- Wait,

you think you can untangle
your soul from Odette's?

Hannah said that was impossible.

Nothing is impossible is what I learned

from confronting George Sr., DDS.

Bess, I need to fight harder
for my life,

and I am not giving up
until I look under every rock.

Or book.

(SIGHS)

Uh, Ryan, why are you sat
in the crafts corner?

That's usually where, uh,
what's her name?

Addy sits, right?

Yeah, yeah, Addy's sick,
so I'm subbing in.

Oh, no. Is it a cold?

- What?
- Something worse than a cold.

Mono? It's not mono, is it?

- Wait, wait, hold up. Mono's going around here?
- BESS: Okay,

Ryan, let's not play these games.

If you want to ask, just ask.

- Ask what?
- BESS: I just want

to make sure I didn't get what she had.

You know, I barely know her.

It was just a coffee date
and a meaningless hookup,

but... (CHUCKLES) Did we kiss?

Yes, sure, we kissed. Okay. Okay, um...

Was saliva exchanged?
Yes, sure, it was, but, uh...

You know, so,
germs would be the only thing

that I'm worried about
because it went nowhere,

and that's fine because I'm
not looking for a relationship.

(CHUCKLES)

Okay.

I am so sorry that I sat here.

- (SIGHS)
- Oh, thanks for bringing the art supplies over.

You're welcome. Um...

Is there anything that you
wanted to talk to me about?

I had to fix the vacuum cleaner again.

That is twice this week.

That's what you wanted
to talk about this morning?

This about last night?

Oh, you are unbelievable.

You want to know why
your vacuum keeps breaking?

It's getting clogged

from everything
you keep sweeping under the rug.

(PHONES VIBRATE)

Ah. Yeah, me and George,
um, we can't do this.

Uh, we have a...

goddess manifestation
chakra class to go to.

Can't be late. No refunds,
so just have to tell Nancy

that she'll have to make do
with you and Ace.

- Where's Ace?
- Uh,

he's not here. He said he
has some personal errand.

All right, Ryan. You're up.
Cover for us. Thank you.

- See you.
- Thanks.

- What?
- NANCY: All hands on deck

- to track down a supernatural k*ller.
- (DOOR OPENS)

- Where is everybody?
- Uh,

Ace had to go take care of something,

and George just went with
Bess to manifest a goddess.

Okay. So, here's where we are.

The real Frozen Hearts k*ller
is supernatural.

The cops don't know this.

They wouldn't believe it
even if they did.

So they won't be able
to catch the actual k*ller.

You're going after this thing?

We are.

Ryan,

if you want to listen,
just come over here,

because you are making me crazy.

Did you say "supernatural k*ller"?

You and I encountered it in Icarus Hall.

It's the same entity that came after us.

(GROWLS)

The-the one with the hat.

It used to be locked up

in an occult cage underground.

I saw it in Trott's childhood memories.

RYAN: Wait, what?

So, you're reading minds now?

It was a one-off.

My creepy -year-old great-aunt

talked me into doing
a very strange ritual.

It won't happen again.

So, where exactly

is this underground occult cage?

- Mm.
- And where do you find someone to make one of those?

Did a little research.

Scoped out the area.

There used to be long dirt
road between here and Trenton,

but now it's blocked with
a housing development.

But right here...

That is where
the real Frozen Hearts k*ller...

- The thing in the hat.
- Yeah.

Used to be locked up.

And sometime between
and now, it got out.

So, if you do find that cage,

are you sure the Frozen
Hearts k*ller won't be there?

In Trott's memory,
the thing was being locked up

against its will. I...

No matter how it got out,

I don't think it would risk coming back.

Why do you keep saying "you"?

Uh... Okay, I probably
should have led with this,

but you were on a roll.

I can't come.

I got back-to-back tutoring
sessions scheduled,

and I don't want to cancel on the kids.

I... I can go.

You know, i-if you'll...
If you'll spare me.

Hey. Hey, not a problem at all.

In fact, great idea, and you can

keep each other out of trouble.

Hmm? Hmm?

You want to come with me
on a quest to track down

a supernatural heart-freezing
k*lling machine?

See, when you say it like
that, it sounds super cool.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

One hand on deck.

- Mm-hmm.
- The town is counting on us.

We can't let another person die.

When I noticed he had
blood on his hands,

I told Mr. Bobbsey to get out of my car,

and that's the last that I saw of him.

I haven't heard from him since.
I have no idea where he is.

Okay. Just sign here
verifying your statement.

Wait. Don't sign anything yet.

Where's Ace's immunity agreement?

That was my stipulation with Jean.

Ace testifies as the State's witness

in exchange for immunity.

I can't speak for the D.A.

Well, if she reneges on our deal
and this was just a ploy

to get Ace to admit
what he knows on the record,

you can forget about using that
unsworn statement against him.

I'll take it up with the judge.

Suit yourself.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

Look, n... This isn't over yet.

ACE: What are my parents doing here?

Hey. What's going on? Mom?

- Um...
- _

What happened?

Someone threw a brick

into your window last night

with the message

"rat" on it.

This Bertram Bobbsey,

he knows that I'm talking to the police.

He's at the top of our list of suspects.

Are you sure there's
nothing else you can tell us?

You think Ace is withholding
information from you?

That's why the D.A.
pulled our immunity deal?

No, forget me. I just...

I want my parents protected.

_

JOYCE: Let's get your statement.

Don't worry about us.

I need you to stay safe.

Thank you.

(SIGHS) I know what you're gonna say.

That I should let the
cops do their job and...

You need to find Mr. Bobbsey.

What?

Without immunity, you're looking
at accessory to as*ault.

Even if the D.A. lets you plead
that down to a misdemeanor,

it still means jail time.

The only route I see?

Find Bobbsey.

How am I supposed to do that?

Look behind you.

(CHUCKLES): Ace!

- Amanda, what are you... Mm.
- Hi.

- (AMANDA CHUCKLES)
- Mm.

Yeah. Okay, I'm gonna get going.

I'll call you with any updates.

- Mm.
- (CHUCKLES)

When did you get in town?

Oh, I took a red-eye.

I got a call from the Horseshoe Bay PD

about my dad's whereabouts.

I got worried, so I came straight here.

I was gonna call you when I was done.

What are you telling the cops?

That I don't know where he is.

When my dad goes off the grid,
he commits.

Hey, what were you talking
to Carson Drew about?

Can I answer that over coffee?

RYAN: This is like you
in your element, right?

- Following clues, searching for secret hideouts.
- (NANCY CHUCKLES)

I can just imagine you as a kid.

It's got to bring back some
girl detective memories, huh?

Uh, I mean...

When I was in eighth
grade, I did save a woman

- from a forest-based naturopath, so...
- (CHUCKLES)

See? I knew it.

Naturopaths. Right.

What-what are... What's a naturopath?

Uh, in this case, he was a con artist.

He was selling fiddlehead
soup as love potion,

and then he started spiking the soup

with an addictive substance.

And you probably don't care
about the details, so...

Uh, actually, I... I really do.

You know, because I missed out
on all that...

that time in your life,
I-I like to hear the stories.

Okay. Um...

Well, I searched the woods,

and I found his-his illegal
pharmaceutical stash,

proved he was a fraud,
and stopped that woman

from spending her college savings

- on his forest remedies, so...
- (CHUCKLES)

- You were a little badass when you were a kid.
- (CHUCKLES)

Not-not that you aren't now, of course.

Well, thank you. (CHUCKLES)

Uh, your turn for a story.

Tell me something I don't know.

Tell me about my mother.

Lucy.

(CHUCKLES) Well, Lucy...

She was really funny.

A lot of people didn't
know that about her.

She made me laugh all the time.

I love knowing that.

- Uh, I think it's just up this way.
- Yeah. Yeah.

This fast-moving river looks
a lot smaller on this map.

How did a ten-year-old cross this?

It was winter years ago.

Uh, with less global warming,
it would have been frozen over.

There's got to be a
way around it, right?

Mm. Well, daylight's wasting.

Sometimes the only way around it
is through.

Come on. Roll your pants up.

Gonna get muddy.

Astrological Soul Mapping. Nope.

Demonic and Astral Regression, Part .

There's a part one?

Hey, you having any luck?

Hello?

You're supposed to be helping me,

not stalking Addy's dating profile.

Uh, wasn't stalking.

She updated her bio,
and I was just curious.

- Okay, why don't I just ask her out again for you?
- No.

Don't you dare.

- What if she doesn't reciprocate?
- Well,

that's just a fact of life, then, Bess.

Death, taxes, rejection.

Hmm.

Oh, my God.

Have you never experienced rejection?

(CHUCKLES): Okay, you're saying it

- like I care about Addy. I don't.
- Right.

All I care about right now
is untangling your soul

- from Odette's.
- Right.

So, think I might have found something.

It's a footnote. Says, "The Díaz Case:

A -year-old woman in Buenos Aires

alleged to be entwined

with the spirit of a deceased nun,

causing the subject to sleepwalk

and commit crimes she was unaware of."

Does that sound like someone you know?

It says, "Subject was healed

by a rigorous, three-day release ritual

and prayer of liberation."

Damn.

Why didn't Hannah
point us towards this case

- when I asked her?
- You know,

we were keeping her busy.
Saving Nancy from dying

and a parasitic Wraith, et cetera.

Well, who wrote the book? Maybe
they have the answers for me.

BESS: It was written by Father Shane.

The-the priest who sold us the
holy water for Larkspur Lane.

And there's an inscription

dedicated to Hannah.

"Dearest Hannah,

I was inspired by you to write this

after our last talk.

I wish we'd had more time,

and I hope whenever you read this,

you'll think of me.

Yours truly, Jonathan."

- How lovely.
- Okay.

Is it me, or does it look
like Father Shane

had the hots for Hannah?

Let's hope so.

Because that's
how we're gonna get him here.

Mm-hmm.

The "X" marks the
creepy, abandoned house.

Looks like no one's
lived here for decades.

Yeah, we can get in through
that window over there.

Wait. Oh, wait. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa. What?

Before we go destroying property,

maybe we can just spend

seconds and-and look around.

- You know? We might find a way in.
- Okay,

you're the one who wanted to know

what I was like when I was younger.

This is a pretty good example.

Hey, Nancy! I found something!

(SIGHS)

Hey, check this out.

Whoa!

(GASPS) Oh, my God, Ryan!

- Ryan?
- RYAN: Yeah!

- Down here! (GROANS)
- NANCY: Okay, I'm coming!

RYAN: Okay. (PANTING)

(GROANS, GRUNTS)

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

- Okay, good. At least you didn't land on your shoulder first!
- Yeah.

- (GROANING)
- Here, let me see. Let me see.

Okay. Let me see.

(GRUNTING)

It's dislocated, and the
pain's gonna be a lot worse

- if I don't reset it now, okay?
- Okay.

Wait, what? You know how to do that?

- I actually have a question for you.
- Yeah? What?

- Have you been outsourcing the chore wheel to Ace?
- What?

- (BONES cr*ck)
- Ow!

Oh! Oh. Oh.

- Oh, that-that feels better.
- Okay. All right.

- (PANTING)
- You need some medical attention,

so I think we should just go back up,

- uh, and-and try and get some help, okay?
- No.

No, that-that's gonna be a challenge.

We can't go up that way.
We got to find another way out.

Plus now you can, you
can find your-your hat k*ller's

hideout like you wanted to.

- (GRUNTING)
- Here.

Thank you.

So how about that chore wheel, huh?

I'm not gonna answer that.

_

When will Hannah be joining us?

Uh, she'll be here, uh, in a minute.

But she wanted us to get
started, please, um...

- take a seat.
- Oh, thank you.

Uh, yeah, we've heard
all about your expertise

in soul entwinement, so who better

to be our interview subject

of this month's newsletter focusing

on possessions?

I didn't know
she published a newsletter.

Oh, your writings gave her the idea.

- Ah.
- So...

the... release ritual

and prayer of liberation that
you mentioned in your book...

what is that about exactly?

Hannah knows the answer to that.

That's the reason we stopped speaking.

I'm surprised she'd want
to interview me on the topic.

Where did you say she went again?

Uh, she just had to do
a bit of research...

Okay, look, forget Hannah.

Give me this.

Hannah's not coming.

I have the spirit of an old French lady

trapped inside me,
and my lifeline got cut short.

Do you know of anything
that could excavate a soul

from a person's body permanently?

How familiar are you
with the, uh, concept

of exorcism?

You'd be surprised.

Many believed that...

aberrant behavior was caused
by demonic corruption

of human souls.

To combat that, ritualists created

a device called a soul-splitter.

Okay, so can we use this
soul-splitter on George?

To-to split off the French ghost
that's tethered to her soul

and-and restore
George's natural life span?

When the clergy discovered that
the soul-splitter was created

through dark magic...

all of the devices were banished.

All the soul-splitters were
destroyed in the early s.

But some must have survived somewhere.

Your book talks about soul liberations

in-in modern times.

There were reports of soul-splitters

in the Civil w*r era.

A metalsmith named Beckett Dow

designed his own version, with the help

of occult practitioners.

- Like a knockoff purse.
- Hmm.

Okay, so-so how do we find
one of these knockoffs?

Any soul-splitter that exists today

was not designed to untangle souls.

The device wasn't called
a soul-untangler.

With or without it, I am dead anyway.

So, Father Shane, please...

if you know where one
of these knockoffs are,

just tell me! Please.

The last one

was in a private art collection
in New Hampshire.

I wrote about this collection.

Unfortunately, the books attracted

the attention of black-market operatives

who targeted those objects.

The entire collection was stolen.

Hannah never forgave me

for writing those books.

And... no one...

knows where the soul-splitter
went after that?

That's a blessing.

Trust me.

Tell Hannah I warned you away

from a very dangerous relic.

I know she'd want to keep you both safe.

Stolen for the black market?

Bess, how are we gonna find this thing?

I might have a lead.

Okay?

(LINE RINGING)

- Hey, Bess.
- Hi!

George needs a supernatural relic,

uh, that was used during the Civil w*r

and stolen by black-market traffickers.

I don't suppose you came
across a soul-splitter

in your journey
to the Bobbsey dark side?

No, but Mr. D said that the guys

who got arrested the other night
had some relics seized,

so I can ask him to keep an eye out.

I got to call you back. Okay.

- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey... everything okay?

George needs a soul-splitter.

Some kind of relic from the Civil w*r.

But that's a problem for another time.

How was the Camino De Santiago?

Ah, transcendent.

You would've loved it.

Should've came with me.

Yeah, I should have.

Hey, what's wrong?

Is it about whatever you wanted
to tell me over coffee?

Does it have something
to do with my dad?

While you were gone, I started

doing some small favors for him.

Like giving him rides,
that kind of thing.

Why?

(CHILDREN CLAMORING NEARBY)

'Cause he asked, and...

it's a way for me to
stay connected with you.

The story doesn't end well.

Yeah, none of his stories do.

He assaulted someone,
and then, as it turns out,

I was with him at
the scene of the crime.

So now he's a fugitive.

And if you get him arrested,
you're off the hook?

Amanda, your dad is...

A repeat offender who belongs in jail?

Maybe.

But he's also the guy
who spoon-fed me soup

when I had pneumonia.

The guy who taught Gil and I

that we're just as smart and worthy

as anyone else even though
we lived in a trailer.

I don't know where he is.

If I did, I wouldn't tell you.

Sorry I asked.

You should've come to Spain.

NANCY: These look like mining tunnels.

RYAN: Were these on a map
of the town yet?

Well, I didn't ask
for the subterranean part.

Okay.

Here's something I never thought
I was gonna have to ask,

but which way to the monster cage?

Hey, we might be close, look.

RYAN: Yeah.

NANCY: I wonder if Trott left these here

when he came to visit the cage.

Oh, my God.

Okay, take as many pictures as you can.

And then, uh, grab anything
you can fit in your pockets.

Okay.

Wow, the-the cage held.

None of the bars are broken.

Well, how'd this thing get out?

Monster pick a lock?

I found a... I found a part of a key.

Someone released the monster.

But who?

(CAMERA CLICKING)

(EXHALES)

Hey, these tracks look new.

Look at this.

Looks like blood,
maybe a day or two old.

I was wrong... this thing's
been coming back to the cage

ever since it got out.

We need to hurry.

Huh.

(WHISPERING VOICES)

(RYAN EXHALES)

What's that?!

Hang on, I'll get the flashlight.

(SCREAMS) Run!

(PANTING, WHIMPERING)

Go! Go! Go!

(MONSTER GROWLING)

(PANTING)

It's a dead end!

(GROWLING)

He wants the doll.

So give it to him.

Go! Go! Go!

(PANTING) Are you okay?

- Yeah.
- Why did you have that doll?

Because I thought that
Hannah might need it

to figure out its origin story.

That thing had a chance to k*ll us,

and it didn't want either of us,
so what does that mean?

Let's not stay and find out, come on.

AMANDA: Dad?

Panda Bear?

Is that you?

(BOBBSEY CHUCKLES)

(WHISPERS): You always
know how to find me.

Thought you might be running low.

Bet the cops had a lot of
questions for you.

You didn't tell anyone
where I was, did you?

No.

I came because I wanted to see you.

That's my girl.

That's a lot of protein bars.

Provisions for two.

I'm hitting the water tomorrow...
you want to come along?

No.

Look, Dad, I-I...

I was hoping that...

maybe you would come with me?

I don't think I care for the
destination you have in mind.

But it's where you're gonna end up.

There or worse, and...

and I was thinking that,
that if you do the time, then...

You want me to turn myself in?

If you cooperate,
you'll get a shorter sentence.

And when you're out,
we can be a family again.

We're already a family.

Look, it's a, it's a full moon.

Let's not wait till morning to go.

Bring my boat around to the dock
and I'll meet you there, okay?

If you don't help me, who will?

(SIGHS)

ACE: Amanda, wait!

(SIRENS WAILING)

You set me up?

No, I-I swear.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

You followed me?

He played you!

Bertram Bobbsey, I have a warrant

- for your arrest.
- I thought you were smarter than this!

Me, too.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can...

Maybe we should retrace our steps,

go back up the way we came in?

But there... there is no way

that that thing fits
through the crawl space.

It has to be going
in and out some other way.

Wait.

I saw moths.

So...

they'd be coming through
an entirely different entrance.

Someone put this here.

Wait, wait, wait, wait...
are we, are we sure

that, that there's
not something worse up above?

I'm never sure of that.

- (DOOR CREAKS)
- (NANCY GRUNTS)

Whoa.

RYAN: This feels like an escape room.

NANCY: Hold that thought.

(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)

(GASPS)

George?

You see them, too, right?

Just spoke with D.A. Rosario.

She has agreed to full immunity

for your part in getting
Bertram Bobbsey arrested.

You're in the clear.

Thank you.

Hey, um...

the other night when the cops
busted those relic traffickers?

- Mm-hmm.
- Was there anything called a soul-splitter

in the stuff that they confiscated?

Uh...

I don't remember seeing
that on the exhibit list.

A friend is doing some research.

Don't worry about it.

Your dad wanted to take a look

at the wording of your deal.

Captain.

_

Yeah, Mom thinks that I'm not eating.

_

_

Thank you, but...

I'm looking for another job.

So-so really I'm, I'm good, I'm okay.

_

_

I won't disappoint her.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

We're gonna need more furniture.

Then it just kind of sniffed the air...

and decided to leave us alone.

Guess our hearts didn't smell
good enough to freeze.

NANCY: My takeaway was...

it doesn't k*ll at random.

It-it has some sort of hard-wiring

that dictates who it murders
and who it doesn't.

So how is it finding its victims, then?

They must have
something in common, right?

There's one other thing.

So the supernatural k*ller has
some sort of attachment

to this doll. It was laser-focused

on it, it clearly wanted it back.

And it was the same doll
in the vision with Trott.

And Temperance had
a really weird reaction to it.

Like she recognized it.

So that means Temperance was
the one who let the k*ller out?

No, no, no, sh-she wouldn't do that.

Oh, what, she draws the line
at bathing in blood?

I'm still trying to wrap
my mind around tunnels

being connected
to the Historical Society.

I mean, did Hannah ever mention
a secret door being in the wall?

No, not to me, she didn't.

What if this thing's being unleashed

by coming up through
the Historical Society?

You know, I mean, like we did?

I set up surveillance cameras
all over this building.

We can see who's been coming and going.

Let's start with the most
recent surveillance footage,

and then work our way
backwards from there.

Great.

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(SIGHS)

I know that I'm probably the last person

you want to see right now.

I wouldn't say that.

I was glad to see you
at the boatyard tonight.

- You were?
- Yeah.

I knew you'd follow me
and get my dad arrested.

If I had to turn him in myself,
he'd never forgive me.

Now he's safe, and he doesn't hate me.

Okay, well, I would still like
to explain to you

why I did what I did.

Yeah, I bet you would.

This is a key
to my dad's storage locker.

There's a million things
in there that he's

stolen, traded, or hoarded.

There's a ton
of Civil w*r stuff in there.

Cross street's Pinecrest
and Greenview, number nine.

What, is this for the case?

No. It's for George.

You said she's looking
for a soul-splitter.

If my dad ever had a relic like that,

it'd be in his storage locker.

I really appreciate this.

I'm paying my brother's karmic debt.

Since Gil wanted to use a shroud
that would've k*lled George.

Now the Bobbseys are even.

Amanda... no-nobody's keeping score.

If they weren't keeping score,
you would've trusted me

to make the right choice
tonight, but instead...

... you made that choice for me.

You know what your problem is?

You always think
that you're the good guy.

Can we... talk about this?

No.

Ace, we're done.

Amanda...

Goodbye.

How's it going in here?

Oh, we just went
through the security footage

the night Jake Cazine was m*rder*d,

and nobody came in or out

- through that wall panel.
- Let's go back farther.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

- (GASPS)
- Oh, my God. (CHUCKLES)

- Well, well, well.
- Uh,

why don't I just take over
for a bit, yeah?

- (CHUCKLES)
- Yeah. Uh, just call us

- whenever you see something suspicious.
- Yeah.

- About the case.
- Got it.

Uh, supernatural entity.
Wears a big hat.

Won't miss it.

- Oh, my God.
- (DOOR CLOSES)

Bess...

take it from a girl who only has
ten years left to live.

Risk the rejection.

You and Addy deserve more
than a one-night stand.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Meaning
that if you can face down death,

then maybe I can initiate a second date?

She'd be crazy to say no.

Oh, God.

("THE CROOKED KIND"
BY RADICAL FACE PLAYING)

How's the arm?

- You know, I can probably rock a sling.
- Yeah?

Still glad I came, though.

Oh, you have a weird sense of fun.

For what it's worth,

Carson never dislocated
his shoulder for me.

Oh, cool.

'Cause I need all the dad points
I can get.

I mean, he also never fell down a hole,

- so...
- (GRUNTS, CHUCKLES)

- (KNOCK ON DOOR)
- (DOOR OPENS)

- Hey.
- Hey.

Got the group text.

You okay?

Undecided.

♪ Simple hands ♪

♪ Some walk the common paths... ♪

Hey.

Hey.

♪ But all folks are damaged goods... ♪

Um...

I wanted to apologize to you.

♪ When and how... ♪

For accusing me of bad
vacuum maintenance?

(SCOFFS SOFTLY) No.

For holding on to our argument
this morning.

♪ Go scratch your name
into the clouds... ♪

I was still a little mad from last night

because you...

kind of called me out
on not sharing things.

I was worried it was becoming a pattern.

Okay, well, you know, sometimes
you don't share things, either.

Like how you've never been back
to visit Florida,

not even once, since you
came to Horseshoe Bay.

Look, my point is,

I don't pressure you
to talk about things

that you're not ready to share.

And yes, I was going to ask
you to try my approach,

but after I had some time to think

and because of some new discoveries,

I decided that I'm going to try
your approach

and share things instead.

Okay, firstly, I-I wasn't trying
to pressure you before.

- I just... I just wanted to feel connected to you.
- Nick,

we are connected.

It means a lot to hear you say that.

♪ The thunder plays its drum... ♪

And second,

what new discoveries?

Okay. So...

Bess and I spent the whole
day looking for a cure

to get Odette's soul out of me.

And now I am finally ready to tell you.

We found an actual lead.

That's amazing.

Uh-huh. (LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

A-And... (CLEARS THROAT)

Here's something I'm ready to tell you.

I admire

that you had the guts
to go face your biological dad.

And I hope

some of that could rub off on me.

And that's what I should've said
last night.

Or this morning.

Or any time since then.

I think I'm ready to stop fighting now.

Oh, my God! You're never gonna
believe this. Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Okay. Okay, this footage was dated

one night after our meeting
with Myrtle/Temperance Hudson.

- The-the night of the weird blackouts.
- BESS: Yeah. Watch.

There's Hannah in this very room.

The blackout happens.

She-she takes a key out.

And look where she goes.

GEORGE: Hannah knew about the door.

I found this
in the underground prison cell.

Play that first part again.

That's part of the key that
unlocked the monster's cage.

All this time, I thought that Hannah

was gonna help us protect the town.

But she's the one who released
the supernatural k*ller.

(WOMAN SCREAMS, BELL DINGS)

(PENCIL SCRIBBLING)