01x04 - Just Add Mom

[bunniefuu]

Previously on
"Just Add Magic"...

I've never seen a cookbook
like that before.

Look what's sticking out of
Mama P's bag.

The cookbook.

Why would Mama P lie?

I see you didn't
get rid of the book.

One way or another,

I'm going to
get it back.

[bird cawing]

[sighs]

Becky?

Hello, Gina.
Long time.

I told you
never to come here.

I need your help.

Oh, my help?

I needed your help
years ago.

Where were you?

Taking care of my family.

How nice for you.

I wouldn't be here
if it weren't
absolutely necessary.

Do you think this is
easy for me?

Things have always been
easy for you.

How--

I don't understand.

Neither do I.

I thought this was
all behind us.

I'm gonna need a few things
from your garden.

You know what we have to do.

There is no "we" anymore.

Please.

It's not for me.

Woman on TV: Please.
Please, my lord.

You can't leave me
like this.

- No!
- [groaning]

Everything okay, girls?

No.

Lord Mason just left
Lady Branch,

even though
they're in love.

Yes, but she's
below his station, Darbie.

If he runs off with her,
he can kiss his inheritance

and the estate goodbye.

So, you were yelling at
a TV show?

Not just any TV show.
"The Earls of Wembley."

It's the best show ever.

Okay. Well, as long as
I don't have to call
an ambulance.

FYI: That was her nice way of
telling us to keep it down.

We still have
four more seasons
to get through.

I can't promise I won't
yell at Miss Agatha

- if she doesn't--
- [low thud]

What was that?

The attic.

- Becky?
- Mom?

Grandma?

Hey, uh, it's okay, Mom,
it's okay.

You just need some rest.

Come on, let's
get you to bed.
Come on.

Okay.

What was she doing
up here?

I wish I knew,
sweetie.

Yeah.
Me, too.

♪♪

[clicking]

I can't get
the lights to work.

This was a bad idea.

Just use your phone.

I left it downstairs.

I know.
I'll go get it.

Guys.

These were the boxes
Grandma was going through.
Look.

You think she wanted
her tax returns?

These aren't taxes.

Stylin'.
Grandma had taste.

Hey, Kell.
Was this your grandfather?

I don't think so.
His hair was blond.

Whoa.

That's the same logo
as the cookbook.

It's all in here?

Yes.
Everything you asked for.

Thank you, Gina.

I'm only doing this
for your granddaughter.

And I appreciate it.

More than you
will ever know.

These are powerful.
Keep them safe.

I will.
And I'll destroy them
when I'm done.

Gina.

It's good to see you.

Goodbye.

Kelly, your grandma
would only hide spices in
the attic if they were--

Magical.

Galifrazian cinnamon.
Elysian sugar.

Werapo salt?

Oh, yeah. These are
totally magical.

Maybe Grandma
wanted us to find these.

Or maybe she was going to
throw them out,

because magic is trouble.

Come on, Hannah.
How often do we get to
cook magic spells?

Lately, all the time.

Is that really
the safest place to
hide the cookbook?

I can't keep it
in my room.

Buddy goes through my stuff
all the time.

But what if your mom
uses the crock pot?

She doesn't even know
what a crock pot is.

[chuckles]

So, we have five new
mystery spices,

a magic cookbook--

And season four of
"The Earls of Wembley"?

If we want to save Grandma,

we kind of
have to cook, Hannah.

Yeah, it's not like we can
ask anyone for help.

Mama P
clearly knows something
she's not telling us.

And Miss Silvers scares me.

You're right.

Let's cook something.

Ooh, here we go.
We can use the Werapo salt

to make Itchy Ice Cream.

We can feed it to
my math teacher.

How about no, Darbie.

Fine.

[gasps] What about
Genteel Sweet Tea?

It makes people talk
with a southern accent.

How y'all doin' today?

Check this out.

Bitter Truth Truffles
uses the Elysian sugar.

Bitter truth.

I bet they make people
tell the truth.

That'd be perfect
for Mama P.

We could trick her
into eating one,

ask her anything we want,

and then she'd have to
answer honestly.

Honestly?
I love it.

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[scoffs] Did you just dip
your finger in the chocolate?

It's okay, Hannah.
I haven't added
anything magical yet.

No, it's not okay.

Darbie,
when was the last time
you washed your hands?

Hey, my hands are
perfectly--

Eww. What's this
sticky stuff?

Come on, guys.
Any last tastes

before I add
the Elysian sugar?

Okay, the chocolate's
almost set. Then--

- Kelly.
- Hi, Mom.

You girls packed
and ready to go?

Go where, Mrs. Quinn?

I thought I was
dropping you guys off
at home?

No, Hannah and Darbie are
going to spend the weekend.

But we had plans to
spend the day together.

Remember,
your dad and Buddy

are going to that
comic book convention.

Oh, right.

I was planning on taking us
to the art gallery.

And maybe lunch and
a mani-pedi.

So sorry I forgot we were
going to hang out,

so I kind of made plans
with the girls.

I see.

But I can cancel them.
You guys don't mind, right?

- No.
- Of course not.

Don't worry about it.
We can just do it
another time.

You sure?

Yeah.
You three have fun.

[timer dings]

Truffles are done.

Oh.

[gasping]

I'm sorry.
Can I have one?

Sure.

- What?
- Nothing.

Do I have something
on my face?

No.

Why are you
looking at me like that?

How are you feeling?

Honestly...

I'm tired.

I have a headache.

And I'm mad
at your dad,

because I know he's gonna
spend way too much money

at that comic book
convention.

And I'm mad at myself
for being mad at him

for doing something
he hasn't even done yet.

And to top it off,
I'm a little sad

that you blew me off.

Also, that truffle's
not nearly as tasty
as it looks.

Not your best work.

Well,
that's not good.

I know.

We just put my mom
under a truth spell.

Well, technically,
she put herself
under a truth spell.

How does that
make it any better?

It makes it
less our fault.

Honey, we're off.
Have a great
mother-daughter day.

Ah, it's just
gonna be me.

Why? What happened
with Kelly?

She ditched me for
the friends she sees
every day.

Oh, sweetheart,
I'm sorry.

You could come with us
if you want.

I'd rather be by myself
than walk around a
comic book convention

gawking at
fake super heroes.

Oh. Yeah, well,
it isn't for everyone.

All right,
we'll see you later.

Bye.

[sighs]

Kelly. I'm going to
the art gallery

because I have
nothing better to do.

This is really bad.

Well, at least
we know they work.

I have to stick with my mom
and keep her out of trouble.

What should we do?

You guys stay here
and figure out how to
break this spell.

Okay.

You sure you feel
okay, Mom?

Yeah. I'm so glad
you changed your mind.

We haven't had any
you and me time

since I took you to
the dentist last month.

That was fun.

Not for me.
He found a cavity.

No, not that, after,
when we went to that
great Indian restaurant.

Not that you could
really eat--

- Bonjour,Kelly.
- Oh, bonjour.

Um, Mom, this is
my French teacher,
Mr. Stitt.

Oh, you're the teacher
Kelly can't stand.

Can't stand to be
away from.

Your French class is
the best part of my day.

Come on, Mom.
Au revoir.

Uh, I think he knew
you were lying.

- Hi, ladies.
- Oh, hi, Pam.

What'd you do
to your hair?

I just had it done.
You like it?

- No, it's terrible.
- What?

Uh, don't you know?

Terrible...

means cool now.

Have a terrible day.

- [laughing]
- Oh.

You have a
terrible day, too.

I guess.

Honey, that's not
what I meant.

Pam should really
get her money back

from that butcher
she calls a hair stylist.

But you can't
tell her that.

Why not?
It's the truth.

- [bicycle bell rings]
- Hey, Quinns.

Hey, Jake,
no time to talk.

We're going to
an art gallery

to look at art.
Without talking.

[chuckles]
We're not in a rush.

- Hi, Jake.
- Hi, Mrs. Quinn.

You like my food bike?

I don't know
what that means.

Oh, I sell food.
From my bike.

Oh. That sounds gross.

Uh, no, actually.
It's amazing,

and very trendy.

Oh, um, can I borrow
your spiralizer?

We have a spiralizer?

I got it for your birthday.

Kelly, you've got to stop
giving me gifts for yourself.

What are you making?

Zucchini noodle pasta.

I don't think anyone's
gonna buy pasta

from a kid on a bike.

Uh, the spiralizer's
in the cabinet
next to the door.

Hannah and Darbie
are there and can help you.

- Go. Go now.
- Cool.

Thanks, Kelly.

Strange boy.

Okay,
read the riddle again.

"The truth is bitter
and lies are sweet,

"so take a second
to enjoy your treat."

Why can't it just say
how the truffles work?

Then it wouldn't be
a riddle.

This is fun.
I'm good at riddles.

Then why can't you
solve it?

I didn't say I was
good at this one.

Okay, let's
break this down.

"Take a second
to enjoy your treat."

Second is
a unit of time,

but how much time?

[gasps]
I have an idea.

You--

You just ate a truffle.

That's my idea.

I'll be the spell-breaking
test subject.

A good test subject
would have waited

until after we had a plan.

We don't have
five hours to wait

while you make
a pros and cons list.

You didn't give me
five minutes

to make a pros
and cons list.

It wouldn't have
mattered.

With your lists,
the cons always win.

Sorry, just--
you know, true.

And what's with
the zebras?

This is called...
"Befuddled."

I'm befuddled on how anyone
could consider this art.

It says it took her
years,

and was a
labor of love for her.

What labor?

How long does it take
to paint a question mark?

- If you ask me,
she was just lazy.
- Mom!

Tell me you weren't thinking
the same thing, Kelly.

You know,
I dated an artist once.

Before your dad.

I thought Dad was
your first serious
boyfriend.

It wasn't serious.

We met in Florence
while studying art.

Florence?
And art?

Yeah. I wasn't always
your mother.

This looks like
the action figures

that Buddy melted
in the microwave
last year.

[chuckles] He got in
so much trouble for that.

No, I only
pretended to be mad.

I was actually happy.
We needed a new microwave.

[chuckles]

Well, I brought you here
to expose you to a little
culture,

but how do you feel
about blowing it off,

and going to use that
mani-pedi coupon?

Can I paint each nail
a different color?

Only if I can.

And do you want to know
another thing?

Not really, no.

I think you
like to worry.

I don't like to worry,

but there are
a lot of things
to worry about.

So I worry.

Every time
someone sneezes,

you call your mom
to come pick you up.

And that's why I've
never gotten the flu.

I've never missed
a day of school
because of being sick.

How crazy is that?

Sick days are the best.

You get to sit around
and watch cartoons all day.

You really need to
lighten up.

There's a lot I can
say about you, Darbie,

but I'm not under a spell.

So I'm going to
keep my mouth shut.

Go ahead.
Tell me whatever you want.

I don't care.

You do not want me
to do that.

Come on.
Don't be such a
Lord Wembley.

[gasps]
Fine!

There you go.
Now, don't you feel better?

No, these truffles
are really bitter.

Anything you want to
tell me?

Yes, I do worry a lot.
About you.

- Why me?
- Because you never worry.

You just do
whatever you feel like.

It's called having fun.

No, it's called
being irresponsible.

If it wasn't for me,
you'd never study,

get to school on time,

or remember to
take your vitamin.

By the way,
did you take it?

Thanks.

[knocking]

Come in.

Hey, girls.

Uh, Kelly said I could
borrow her spiralizer.

- Sure.
- What's a spiralizer?

This bad boy.

I'm gonna turn
zucchini into noodles.

It's still zucchini.

Those truffles
look good.

They're not as good
as they look.

Well, even a bad truffle
is still a truffle.

Uh-uh. These are
definitely bad for you.

Are you two all right?

- Not at all.
- No, we're terrible.

What's wrong?

We're under a
magic spell.

It makes us
tell the truth.

[laughs]
Magic spell.

Uh-huh.

So, how'd that happen?

With the spell
Kelly found

in her grandma's
magic cookbook.

Okay, I'll bite.
Magic cookbook?

Yeah.
And it's so powerful,

we hide it in
the crock pot

in the cabinet
under the island.

We shouldn't have
told you that,

but, you know,
magic truth spell.

If you guys didn't
want me to have a truffle,

you could have
just said so.

I'll see you guys later.

Oh, no. We just
blabbed everything.

Not everything.

I could have told him
you still sleep with
Mr. Snuffles.

How can you
joke right now?

It's kind of my thing.

You really don't
get me, do you?

Well, you don't
get me, either.

Sometimes I wonder
how we're even friends.

Me, too.

If it weren't for Kelly,
we probably wouldn't be.

Probably not.

You sure you don't
want anything?

Very sure.

I thought this was your
favorite place to eat.

You haven't even
said hi to Mama P.

I haven't liked
the food here lately.

Well, I wish you would have
told me that before I ordered.

I love Mama P,
but the food is overpriced,

and the coffee
tastes like mud.

[laughs]

What's so funny?

It's just been
a lot of fun today.

Well,
that's nice to hear.

I miss you.

I know that's
how it is at your age,

but it really feels like
I'm losing you.

Sorry, I--
It's not that I don't
want to hang out,

I've just been
preoccupied lately.

Oh, I know.

Grandma's illness has been
tough on all of us.

What's happening to her
isn't fair.

Life isn't fair, honey.

I wish it was.

Me, too.

Oh, I know how close
you and Grandma are.

I've been dreading
telling you.

Telling me what?

We might have to
send her away.

What?

Do you want to
stop being friends?

No.
Do you?

No way.

So what if we
wouldn't have been
friends without Kelly?

All that matters is that
we're friends now.

Yeah. I mean,
you're like my sister.

Except you don't tell me
you're Mom and Dad's favorite.

Look, the truth is,

I love how fun and
carefree you are.

I wish I was
more like that.

And I love the way
you make me study and
organize my calendar,

even though I
never look at it.

[laughing]

Well, this has been
exhausting.

I need more chocolate.

[gasps]
What are you doing?

Those are the
truth truffles.

We're already
under their spell.

Will seconds make me
more truthful?

Both: [gasping]
Seconds!

"The truth is bitter
and lies are sweet."

"So take a second
to enjoy your treat."

What if the first truffle
puts you under a spell,

and the second one
breaks it?

Like an on-off switch.

We can wait a second if you
want to think it through.

Nah. Let's be
impulsive.

[swallowing]

Well, did it work?

I don't know.
I love your headband.

Thank you.

It worked!
That headband has
way too much goin' on.

[laughing]

We found a specialist
in New York

who's willing to
take her case.

She doesn't need
a specialist.

She needs to
stay here with us.

We have to
face facts, honey.

Grandma's
not getting better.

She needs
professional care.

Mom, I didn't want to
tell you this,

but I need to.

Grandma isn't sick.

She's under a magic spell.

Oh, honey,
I wish that were true.

I know it sounds crazy,
but you have to believe me.

Magic is real.

Oh, Kelly. You know,
magic is all around us,

but not that kind of magic.

Do you understand?

[bell jingles]

Kelly.

- Mrs. Quinn.
- Oh, honestly, girls,

can't I have Kelly to myself
for one afternoon?

Your mom should really
have another truffle.

Oh, no thank you.
They were awful.

Please,
just one more.

If you eat one,
Hannah and Darbie
will leave us alone.

Give it here.

How is everything,
ladies?

Mm. Excellent
as always, Mama P.

You have the best coffee
in town.

[chuckling]

Mama P.

Would you like
a truffle?

Sure, they look great.
Thank you.

- So, Mama P,
tell us about--
- Uh!

These are
something special.

I really need a second.

Well, what were you
asking, girls?

Nothing.

Have a nice day.

Uh, hey, Kell.

Thanks for
the spiralizer.

No problem.

Sorry about before.

The, uh, thing we were
talking about earlier.

Could you not mention it
to anyone? Ever.

- Please?
- You got it.

No worries.

Thanks.

Not tell anyone what?

Nothin'.
That girl is nuts.

How so?

She made up
this bizarre story

about a magic cookbook.

A magic cookbook.
[chuckles]

[sighs]
This I gotta hear.

Sorry to cancel
the rest of our
sleepover.

I want to
spend the evening
with my mom.

Don't worry about it.

We can have fun
without you.

- We'll catch a movie.
- Good idea.

- As long as
it's not scary.
- Okay.

Or Sci-Fi or
over two hours.

Oh, and I have to have
an aisle seat.

I'll take
what I can get.

- Bye.
- See ya.

Bye.

[door opens]

Grandma.

[door closes]

I know you're in there.

Please just give me a wink,
or a nod, or anything.

Please.

You have to go away
if you don't.

Oh, honey.

Oh, sweetie.

Oh, it's gonna be okay.

What are we gonna do, Mom?

How about we go out
for ice cream?

With Grandma.

I think she'd
really like that.

Yeah. Okay.

[ball game playing on TV]

[knocking]

Special order for
Scott Quinn.

Mama P.
That was really quick.

Hey, where's Jake?

I let him go
early tonight.

No worries.
You're on my way home.

So sweet.

Let me go get my wallet
from upstairs.

Take your time.

♪♪