01x01 - I'm a Ghost

[bunniefuu]

Listen to this only when no one else is around.

Remember the treasure I told you about?

The gold and libraries from Emperor Montezuma's palaces

sought by the conquistadors.

After all these years, many started to believe

the treasure was a fairy tale, a myth.

After all, Cortez and his army,

they decimated the Aztec Empire when they invaded Mexico in 1519.

But the Freemasons recently got proof that an underground network

of Indigenous women secreted away Montezuma's treasure

that had been amassed in the surrounding empires for centuries.

After the woman hid the treasure,

they divided clues to its location into three relics,

one for each, the Inca, Maya, and Aztec.

Over time, those relics were lost.

Until now,

a band of treasure hunters

is now close to finding
the Aztec relic.

This was confirmed by a spy within their group.

Please forgive me.

No, no, no, no.

No, no.

You've double-crossed Salazar.

No one double-crossed Salazar.

Salazar will never find a treasure without me.

That's why you're coming with us.

No, no, no. Uh, I change my mind.

Salazar is very smart.

- And he will find it without me.
- We may not be as good

at finding things
as you, Rafael.

But we did find
you have a family.

Now, let's go.

Hyah!

Salazar?

Where's the relic?

You'll never find it.

Rafael.

Shh. Shh.

Last inmate was incarcerated
1,228 days before they escaped.

Almost there, just.

Uh, is it just me or is
the warden kind of hot?

I can hear you.

Uh, we're on time out.

Still, I thought
this was a date.

Why would you think it was a date
when Ethan paid for the escape room?

A screwdriver.

Oh, great.

Now we can assemble
some IKEA furniture.

It's a Phillips head, but all
the screws in here are standard.

We need a rope!

- Yeah. That could work.
- What could work?

We're gonna make a thing.

- And use it to get the thing.
- Sounds like a great plan.

- Oh, my god. What now?
- I scuffed my Air Force Ones.

Oren, who wears brand new
sneakers to a prison break?

Like I said, I thought
this was a date.

It's not their fault.

The average length of a romantic
relationship is two-point-eight years.

They're not broken up.

- It's just...
- A time out. I know.

Aren't you glad we never dated?

Yeah. Totally.

Hey, can we
give it up, crew?

No one's ever b*at
this escape room.

- It's unbeatable.
- Oren, maybe you could try to help?

They used to be just like
us and now look at them.

Right.

And the worst part is I don't even
know if I'm Team Oren or Team Tasha.

That's not how shipping works.

- Two minutes.
- Okay.

It's all up to you!

Thanks for the pep talk.

We did it! Holy...

- Go!
- Go! Go!

Oh.

Keycode. We need the keycode.

It's gotta be hidden
around here somewhere.

The hash marks.

- Yes!
- Right.

One minute.

Incarcerated 1,228
days, that's...

three years.

Come on, Jess.

Four months and...

Eleven days.

That's three, four, one, one.

Three, four, one, one, Ethan!

Three, four, one, one.

Yes!

- Let's go! Come on.
- Yes!

Um, we just did what no
one else has ever done.

- Y'all know that?
- Disqualified.

No cell phones allowed.

Cell phone?

Where?

Seriously?

Well?

That was so much
fun until it wasn't.

We should appeal.

Oren wasn't even a part of the escape.

Look, I, I am so sorry.

- Um, I had an alert...
- Mm.

On a pop-up sneaker sale.

Which reminds me, I do
have to get in line.

Um...

Text me if you
all want anything.

Well, we almost made history.

I don't understand.

You don't need another home.

The previous owner had secrets
not even his children knew about.

I recently learned he had a
collection of conquistador plunder

that he denied owning.

Luckily, he had an
unfortunate accident.

Wait, wait, that's
a priceless...

Nice black market museum.

Gloves off.

Be careful with that.

That's 300 years old.

Oh, got it. Here.

Look at that.

The Portrait of a Young Man.

I always wonder what
happened to that.

- Miss Pearce?
- Yes?

We found an Aztec
relic made of obsidian.

Is that it?

Is that the piece
of the treasure map?

No.

It's not here.

That's very
disappointing, Billie.

It's been 20 years since
Rafael Rios found that relic,

and now it's
nowhere to be found?

Don't be so impatient.

So American. I'll find it.

The board has
been more than patient.

Look, whoever has that
relic has no idea what they have.

Otherwise, they'll be
looking for the treasure.

So 20 years is a
good thing, trust me.

People die.

Things that have been hidden away
for decades are suddenly found.

I can't believe I lost it.

It has to be here somewhere.

Where's the last place
you remember seeing it?

Tucked it away somewhere safe.

Because I didn't wanna lose it.

Oren! Anything?

I checked the bathrooms,
the closets, under the beds.

How can I lose the one thing
my mom told me not to lose?

Every time you looked
at it, it made you sad.

- What's this?
- No, don't look at that Jess.

Not today.

Landlord's raising the rent.

It's okay. We can handle it.

Yeah.

I just got 100K views on
my latest YouTube video.

So the bump in
ad revenue will help.

I'm gonna ask my
boss for a raise.

I'm owed one.

We'll make this work.

You sound just like your mom.

Who's ready to make
some empanadas?

I found it.

Oh, Ethan, of course.

You had it.

Yeah, you told me
to keep it safe.

You know I can't believe
it's been a whole year.

Maybe we should
make something else.

No.

Empanadas were my
mom's favorite.

They were our favorite too.

Okay!

So, I've been working the
front desk for two years.

- You said that I could...
- I say a lot of things.

I got a special
project for you today.

Oh.

Last payment
was six months ago.

Tried to track down the
deadbeat, but, uh, came up empty.

What's the name on the account?

Uh, it's weird.

Must be some kind of foreigner.

Iam Phasma.

Seriously?

- What?
- Phasma's Latin.

Yes, Miss Smarty Pants.
Like I said, a foreigner.

Not Latinx.

Latin.

As in the classical language.

Phasma means specter or ghost.

Yeah, so?

So "I am a ghost"?

I'm thinking probably
not his real name.

Oh.

You know, it's too bad you can't
make a living solving puzzles.

- Actually, you can.
- Oh.

The FBI has a cryptanalysis department
where that's all anyone ever does.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

So more of my tax
dollars going to waste?

- It's literally my dream job.
- No.

Right now your dream job is
figuring out who this ghost is.

Got it?

Sorry. I'm front desk.

Not my job.

But if I were
assistant manager...

Sure. Okay. Find the name.

Who are you Iam Phasma?

Iam Phasma, you're a Freemason.

Oren and I, we broke up.

- No!
- You know what, it's fine.

It's fine, we're
still friends so...

You okay?

It sucks.

Dating your best friend is like
listening to your favorite song

over and over again
until you're sick of it.

And I should have
listened to you.

I was hoping you two
would prove me wrong.

Without Oren pitching in,

our "little raise" in
rent is going to be tough.

No worries.

All I have to do is solve this
mystery, and I'll get a promotion.

Not that you need any help,
but do you need some help?

Because I could really
use a distraction.

I'm trying to track
down a Freemason

who was renting a storage
unit under an alias.

- Mm.
- Did you know there are almost

20,000 Freemasons in Louisiana?

I do now.

Did anything in
the unit stand out to you?

The gavel and the flag.

It's a big flag.

It's a burial flag.

Sized to be draped over the
caskets of m*llitary personnel.

I think we just narrowed down
our list of 20,000 Freemasons.

Our mystery mason

was also related to a
deceased m*llitary veteran.

Oh, obituary.

It's classic overshare.

"Silver Star m*llitary veteran
Sergeant Jack Sadusky d*ed

in a diving accident

and is survived by his son Liam
and his father, Peter Sadusky,

a retired FBI agent and
Grand Master Mason."

Did someone say... promotion?

You're not my Thai food.

No, I'm not. No.

I'm looking for
Mr. Peter Sadusky.

Really?

No one ever visits Mr. Sadusky.

I think I have something
that belongs to him.

Oh, I should warn you.

Mr. Sadusky has dementia
so he can be paranoid,

uh, he can be delusional.

And he thinks everyone's a spy.

I'm busy.

You have a visitor.

Liam?

No.

Go away.

Ah, there's my Thai food.

Uh...

Good luck.

Hello?

Hello?

Sorry to bother you.

Then don't.

My boss at Almighty Storage

is gonna throw out all
the stuff in your unit

if you don't pay your back rent.

Okay.

I'll leave you alone now.

Call Almighty Storage
if you want your stuff.

You...

- tracked me down.
- Yeah.

Once I saw "I'm a ghost,"

couldn't help myself.

Very impressive.

I'm good at solving puzzles.

I wanna work for the FBI's
Cryptanalysis Division someday.

Ah, I see.

And you want me to put
in a good word for you?

No. No, that's not why I'm here.

I can't even apply to the FBI
until I'm an American citizen.

The first requirement
for working for the FBI

is the privilege
of your birthplace.

- That always bothered me.
- Yeah.

And Texas used to be Mexico.

That's always bothered me.

You know your American history.

I hope to take the
citizenship test someday.

You know they're never going
to ask you anything like that.

I know.

But once I start
something, I can't stop.

Yeah, I know somebody like that.

Big pain in the butt.

Where did you get that necklace?

It was my dad's.

What did your father do?

No idea.

He d*ed when I was a baby.

Sorry.

So your mother never told
you anything about your dad?

You know, just the usual.

Like he was a thief and a
reckless good for nothing.

Then why do you
wear his necklace?

To remind me...

to not be a thief and a
reckless good for nothing.

What if I told you everything
you know about your dad is a lie?

I'm pretty sure you've
never met my dad.

No, but I've known men like him.

Men who did what
was considered wrong

in order to do what
they knew was right.

Yeah, they're
called "criminals."

This country was
founded by criminals.

Have a seat.

What do you know
about the treasure?

Um...

Nothing?

It's all right. You
can speak freely here.

I've run countermeasures
on technical surveillance.

This room is clear.

Okay.

Your father's medallion was worn

by a secret network
of treasure protectors

that goes back centuries.

I'm pretty sure my mom
would have mentioned that.

That necklace represents an ancient
oath to unbury the lost history

of entire civilizations.

There were more people living in
ancient Mexico than in England.

When Cortés and Pizarro arrived,

they had great cities.

They were brilliant
astronomers and engineers.

The Mayans invented
the number zero.

The Inca gave us the potato.

We wouldn't have pizza
without Aztec's tomatoes.

Oh.

Well, that's, um... interesting?

You need to understand.

If your father had that necklace,
then he was protecting the treasure.

And so must you.

Whoa, oh, hey!
What are you doing?

It's okay, it's okay.

I have something for you.

But you just met me.

I thought about destroying
it a million times

in order to prevent it...

from falling into
the wrong hands.

Can you please get down?
You're making me nervous.

Give me a hand.

Here.

Take this.

Oh, wait, um, I'm not Liam.

My name is Jess.

Remember?

- I work at Almighty Storage?
- Listen to me.

This holds a clue to a
treasure of utmost importance.

Then maybe you
should just keep it.

I don't have much time.

If I die,

the secret dies with me.

Time for your meds.

Um, I have got to go.

I'm sorry.

Trust no one.

I didn't hear him shouting.

He must have liked you.

I think he thought I
was his grandson? Liam?

He thinks I'm Agent Smith.

He had a letter for Liam.

Maybe you should call him.

Yeah, we've tried.

Liam wants nothing to
do with his grandpa.

Why?

Families are complicated.

Well, well.

And who are you?

And what were you doing in
there for nearly ten minutes?

Let me get this straight.

So a Grand Master Mason

wanted to give you the
secret to a lost treasure,

and you didn't take it?

Are you insane?

He had dementia.

He didn't know
what he was saying.

Oh, I'm keeping the
Hamilton playbill.

You didn't even wanna go.

Uh, I'm the one who got it signed
by the entire original cast.

It's worth Major Bank.

What?

It's the thing!

- The letter.
- Oh, no way.

He must have slipped
it in my bag.

- Who's, who's Liam?
- The old man's grandson.

Well, what are you gonna
do with it is the question.

- Open it to treasure map.
- Didn't ask you.

Let's open it live
on my channel.

- Yes! Let's do it.
- What? Yes.

- Okay.
- No!

As much as I love seeing
you two agree on something,

I can't open it.

It's not mine.

- I have to give it back.
- Okay?

But that's a really bad attitude
for a treasure hunter to have.

I'm not a treasure hunter.

I figured out that
name on that unit.

- Peter Sadus...
- Peter Sadusky, I know.

- How did you...
- FBI is here.

Searching his unit.

What? Why?

He's dead.

Oh, no.

- Yup.
- That's awful.

Not really.

Maybe now I can get my
back rent from his estate.

What's wrong with you?

A man d*ed.

- Jess Valenzuela?
- Yes?

FBI.

We need to talk.

Come on inside.

How are you doing today?

Great, thanks.

Great.

So, um, how did Mr. Sadusky die?

In his sleep.

He was 87 years old.

How did you know Agent Sadusky?

I didn't.

I just met him yesterday.

Was he still FBI?

No, he retired back in 2007.

We suspect that he was in possession
of a state secret illegally.

So we were keeping tabs on him.

So he was right.

- He was being spied on.
- Monitored.

According to
his home care nurse,

Agent Sadusky tried
to give you a letter

- addressed to his grandson Liam.
- Yeah,

but I didn't take it.

Your boss says
you're undocumented.

Yeah.

I mean, no.

- I have DACA.
- You're not in any kind of trouble

as long as you
tell us the truth.

Can I just say I'm totally
freaking out right now?

It has always been my
dream to be an FBI agent.

Working in your Cryptoanalysis
Division, cracking codes.

I've won the FBI's public cipher
challenge for five years straight.

You help us out

and, uh, we'll put in
a good word for you.

We searched Sadusky's house
and we didn't find the letter.

- Really?
- You do realize

that we could make things a
whole lot more difficult for you?

I didn't take the letter.

I swear.

Can't believe that guy
had the sword of Cortés.

The sword that took down
a whole civilization.

That was smallpox, actually.

So why did you take it?

- Is there a clue to the treasure on it?
- No.

Cortés and the conquistadors had
no idea where the treasure was,

but they were the reason why it
was hidden in the first place.

Fitting that I have his sword
when I find the treasure.

Excuse
me, Miss Pearce.

You have a call.

- Did you get the letter?
- No.

We confiscated everything
from the rental unit

and we're going through
it with a fine-tooth comb.

But no, nothing yet.

What about the girl?

She didn't have it.

And you believed her?

No way she'd risk
lying to an FBI agent.

Well, maybe she figured out
you weren't real FBI agents.

That's impossible.

She figured out the name of
Sadusky's unit was an alias.

Let's not
underestimate her, shall we?

She works at a storage company.

She's probably always sniffing
around for some forgotten treasure.

Now she thinks she's
hit the jackpot.

She's not going to
give you the letter.

You have to take it from her.

Are you insane?

If those feds find out
that you lied to them,

you could be
detained or deported.

They weren't real feds.

Otherwise, they would have
known that I can't be FBI

- until I'm an American citizen.
- Until?

Hello, let's just, let's
just reality check,

please, on your dream job.

There's no guarantee that you'll
ever get your citizenship.

Are you sure they
weren't just dumb feds?

Because that's way
more believable.

- I'm sure.
- Yeah?

Their badges were totally fake.

- How do you know?
- Because

every FBI badge

is signed by the current
United States attorney general

when an agent is sworn in.

But their badges were signed by
the President of the United States.

How do you do it?

Do what?

You just always notice something
that no one else would notice.

My mom says I get
it from my dad,

and that it will eventually
get me into trouble.

Okay. So if they weren't
real feds then who were they?

I'm guessing treasure hunters?

Sadusky told me to trust no one.

Jess, this is real.

I mean, people are
coming after that letter.

The old man d*ed the night
after you visited him.

I know.

I don't know what to do.

I do.

We have to open that letter.

See what we're dealing with.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

No way.

Oh, my god. We've been robbed.

Except they didn't
take our Xbox.

Or my laptop.

- The fake feds.
- Where did you put the letter?

In the box of Sadusky's
stuff which was right here!

They really didn't have
to make such a mess!

I mean...

Weird.

Why did they take Buffy?

No, that was Oren.

He won in the Twitter
custody battle.

Oh.

They're back.

Uh...

Y'all really shouldn't
leave the front door open.

The box!

Yeah, I took it by
accident when I moved out.

Um...

What happened?

Well, it's a long story.

Well, thanks for
bringing the box back.

Gotta clean up now.

- Bye!
- Okay. Okay, well, I love you too. Bye.

Why did you do that?

I thought you didn't
want him around.

Good point. Okay.

Um...

Letter, yes. Okay.

It's not a treasure map.

It's a photo of
Sadusky and his family.

"To Liam.

There's no greater
treasure than time.

I hope one day you can find it
in your heart to forgive me.

Love, Grandpa."

So the treasure is time?

This sounds like
a Hallmark card.

I have to give this to Liam.

What? Why?

It's his grandpa's dying wish.

Jess.

Twenty-seven Liam
Sadusky's on Instagram.

But only one who
lives in Baton Rouge.

I love you, but why?

You, you have to, you know...

He is fine. Whoo!

Uh...

He's playing at
Squeaky Pete's tonight.

Is he?

Just keep an open mind.

About what?

We're walking into a bar and
you haven't gone out since,

well, you know...

I know.

I'm just saying your mom would
want you to have fun, Jess.

And this Liam guy is hot.

- And a girl's got needs.
- Stop!

You stop.

You're doing Mr. Tattoo Singing Six
Pack a solid with his grandpa's photo.

So if he decides to thank you
with a cup of overpriced coffee,

you just keep an
open mind about that.

- I do keep an open mind.
- Mm.

It's the guys that get all weird
when I tell them I don't have papers.

Okay, so then we
don't tell them.

You're not looking for a
green card, just a good time.

- Holy smokes.

- On your six.

- Mmm.
- Wow.

Like I said. Holy smokes.

No, I mean... he's
actually really good.

Though how can you tell?

'Cause no one is listening.

I'll be back after
a short break.

Now's our chance. Let's go.

- What?
- Ethan's here.

Uh...

Who is the new girl?

I think her name is Meena.

She was two years
behind us at Oak Prep.

Are they dating?

No idea. He hasn't
mentioned her.

But he tells you everything.

Yeah, I know.

Let's go before he sees us.

Ooh, excuse us.

Um, sorry, I don't
do song requests.

No, we're not here about that.

I really liked your song.

I didn't realize
anyone was listening.

Oh, she was listening.

I think I know

who you walked away from.

Is that right?

Your grandpa?

I have something from him.

You opened it.

In our defense, we thought
it was a treasure map so...

Right, of course.

You can keep it.

But it's a picture of
you and your grandpa.

Oh, well, in that
case, you can burn it.

Look, I don't know what
happened between you two,

but if it makes you
feel any better,

your grandpa apologizes
for it in this letter.

Apologizes?

- Mm-hm.
- Wow.

Why didn't you say so
in the first place?

You probably, uh,

shouldn't have brought
up the grandpa.

I have so much to
talk about today.

- Let's begin, shall we?
- You're never gonna believe this.

I am live here and that is my roommate
who needs to learn boundaries.

- I'm sorry but I need to borrow...
- Down, please.

- Miss Anonymystic for a quick moment.
- She's kidding.

Je... Jess, are you
kidding me right now?

Remember when we
thought this picture...

was just a picture?

Mm-hm.

It's a clue about this gavel.

I thought we already determined
that this was all totally lame?

Sadusky said my father wasn't a thief
and a reckless good for nothing.

That old man knew
your shady daddy?

No. But he said he
knew men like him.

Men who did what
was considered wrong

in order to do what
they knew was right.

- Isn't that how all shady people think?
- Maybe.

Either way, I have to find out.

I'm going to Sadusky's
Masonic Lodge.

If I don't come back,

call the police.

The police?

Jess, wait a second.

Let me just get my... Jess!

I would not take that selfie.

Fluorescent lights are not it.

I'm not taking a selfie.

I think we're being followed.

It's the fake feds.

And we're leading them
right to the treasure.

Stop the bus!

Stop the bus.

Sorry, it's against the rules.

Well, that's too bad, because
my friend's about to puke.

Oh, god.

This way.

Hey. Can I help you?

Oh, we're being chased
by paparazzi right there.

Oh. Uh, who are you?

This is Tasha.

Uh, spelled with
two dollar signs.

She played John Adams'
wife, Abigail, in Hamilton.

- Oh, yes, of course.
- Nice to meet you.

You were amazing.

- Hi. How are you?
- You can go

- through the kitchen.
- Oh, thank you so much.

- There's an exit out the back.
- Perfect.

- Oh, thank you, darling.
- Thanks.

There's no Abigail
Adams in Hamilton.

There should be. She was one
of America's first feminists.

She tried to get her husband to make
sure women got the right to vote

but he didn't.

Typical patriarchy.

I'm sorry, but
you need to leave.

Where are they?

Abigail Adams up that way.

Abigail Adams?

Come on.

Come on. They can't get far.

Who are you?

Cleaning crew.

No, you're not.

Regular crew's out sick.

Mops are in the back.

What was that?

Secret Masonic handshake.

When did you become a Freemason?

I didn't. I just
saw it in the photo.

Old school dap.

That's him.

Sadusky.

Yeah. No, he looks
completely sane.

Come on.

Wow.

This is the meeting room.

How Game of Thrones.

Oh.

What are you doing?

In the picture...

Sadusky was standing here.

He was holding the
gavel like this.

It's something in the altar.

All these stars are the same...

except...

Clue's in the reflection.

Something up there?

Hold on.

You are in the zone.

Keep going.

Here we are.

Maybe not say where we are.

I'm not live, but
we have to document this

so if we find the treasure...

It all started with a
meeting with a stranger...

Oh, my god.

Mm-hmm...

What is it?

It's, um...

I have no idea.

That's the symbol
on your necklace.

I know.

This video is completely insane.

Yeah.

You stole something
from the Masonic Lodge?

I didn't steal it.

Sadusky said this relic leads to
a treasure of utmost importance

and he didn't want it
falling into the wrong hands.

It can't be a coincidence.
I tracked Sadusky down.

And look at this.

Yeah, I miss
your mother, too.

You've never seen
the whole photo.

That's your dad?

He's cropped out?

- That's harsh.
- My mom could never forgive him.

What if she was wrong about him?

What if she was right about him?

Jess, listen.

You can't take risks like this.

Right, like, come on.

I know we don't like
to say the D-word,

but I'm gonna say right
now you could get deported.

I know.

I'm the one that grew up with
a suitcase under her bed.

I still have it.

But I'm doing this.

Okay. Um...

I have to get to class.

That is so weird.
Y'all fighting.

No, I don't want an
extended warranty.

Hello, Jess.

Who's this?

My name is Billie.

I have been looking for an obsidian
relic for a very, very long time.

And I have reason to believe
that Peter Sadusky pointed you to it.

Those fake feds work for you.

I want that relic.

Name your price.

It's not for sale.

We have a very greedy landlord.

- Now, don't be a fool.
- Shh...

I know you need the money.

I said it's not for sale.

I thought
you might say that.

So I invited over your friend
to do a little bit of shopping.

Oren, do you like what you see?

Are you kidding?

This is unreal.

I usually have to wait in line
all night for stuff like this.

So let me name your
price for you, Jess.

Your friend's life...

for the relic.

Please don't hurt my friend.

Well, that's up to
you now, isn't it?

Salazar.