All language subtitles for Nancy.Drew.2019.S03E08.720p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-NTb.en

Oh, hi.

Agent Park, I'm guessing
you're not here

on a social call.

I wanted to tell you in person.

Richard Trott died
in the hospital this morning.

Complications from his stroke.

Oh, my God.

Trott didn't kill Jake Cazine,

but it's likely he had info
on whoever did.

Could be someone
was trying to silence him.

Could be somebody

was simply upset
he was about to walk.

I'm investigating his death
for foul play.

Is there anything at all that
you wanted to share with me,

since you were at the station

when Trott collapsed?

I was just working
in the bullpen.

Security footage shows
that your desk was empty

until you rushed in
with Temperance.

Where were you
right before that?

That is enough.

We have to go now.

We were just walking in
from the parking lot together.

Is there anything else?

I'll get back to you on that.

We're going to call
the supernatural killer

the "Copperhead" because
of the hat it wears.

Oh. Um, I thought of that.

Um, I did an
image search and found

this political cartoon
from the Civil War,

uh, with Copperheadsin hats.

Snakes wearing hats,

which is a thing again
on Pinterest.

Yeah, but you were there
for the O.G. version.

You know, sometimes I forget
you've been alive since 1824.

You look amazing, by the way.

And you've actually been
to its underground lair?

Yeah.
Yes, so Nancy found the cage

that you saw
in Trott's memory weave.

Now, the Copperhead
was imprisoned there

until Hannah Gruen let it out.

As head intern,
I feel it is my duty

to clean up her mess.

You want to torture Hannah?

No.

No. Uh...

I'm digitizing
the Historical Society database,

and I came upon

this device that's been used

to trap supernatural
entities before.

I want to use it
to catch the Copperhead

before it kills again.

Now, I found this incantation
to activate the trap,

but I still need bait.

Well, you have me as a mentor,

and I have a charm

made of ancient whale tooth
that would work.

Whale tooth.

Random, but great.
Yes.

That's odd.

Is that a soul-splitter?

Yeah.
Yeah, I, um, I separated

George and Odette's souls.

Now George gets to live
a very long life.

Just a few days ago,

you couldn't pull off
a protection charm.

And now, you've performed
a lifesaving ritual.

I was right to put
my faith in you.

What are you doing here?

Well, she has bait.

Mystical bait.

She's gonna help us
catch the Copperhead.

Oh, will she? Because, last
time she helped, she went rogue.

And now Trott's dead.

Agent Park
is investigating his death,

and he believes that you and I
were involved, which we were,

because you gave Trott
a fatal stroke

and made me your accomplice.

I have pledged to rid this town
of evil forces,

and that now includes you.

Get out.

You are making a mistake.

Mm.

Wait.
No, go apologize now.

She can help us.

Bess,

I refuse to be a pawn
in her game.

Should we call the cops now?

No crimes reported
on the scanner,

and he has not been admitted
to the local hospital

or urgent care.

Why would Nick just
drive off without his phone?

Maybe he's trying to disconnect

without us being able
to track him?

Or maybe it's me.
I was only planning

on couch surfing
a couple nights, but...

Is he trying to avoid jury duty?

Wait, was he trying
to avoid me? Are...

Are we not okay?

You seemed fine together
the last time I saw you.

Oh...

Maybe he forgot his keys.

Hey.
Hey.

You're not Nick.
Where's Nick?

So, still no word?

Okay, I'm gonna
help you guys look.

I'm gonna check The Claw again.

Thank you.
All right, yeah.

So, I guess it's you and me.

Yeah.

I mean, probably cover
more ground if we split up,

but...
unless you're here

because you're having
an existential crisis,

you don't want to be alone
with your thoughts.

An existential crisis. Come on,
does that sound like me?

Okay, your car or mine?

Thank you for returning
my grimoire.

I'm guessing you're
not here to digitize

my files for the archives.
No.

No, I-I'm here to ask you
to help us catch the Copperhead.

I've been very helpful,

but Nancy treats me
like a villain.

Are you with her or with me?

I'm-I'm with you both.

So, maybe I could
still use the bait?

You can't handle
its power on your own.

I'm not in the mood
to offer any guidance.

Hey. Did you get the bait?

As requested,

but I don't feel good
about stealing from Temperance.

Well, you're gonna
feel a lot better

when we catch the Copperhead
and stop it from killing again.

Okay, do we have to do this
so near Icarus Hall?

I mean, Temperance
could find us.

Well, the Copperhead showed up
at Temperance's house,

and I think it's
drawn to these woods.

Okay. Do your thing, please.

Okay.

I call upon this snare

to trap all evil that roams.

Guardian spirits,

protect us from wayfaring harm.

Okay.

You see anything?

Oh, God...

So, we're just crouching
in the woods now?

Yeah. Yeah, no, it's really good
for the quads, so...

Just...

What are you doing here?

Well, I wanted to ask Temperance

about the day
Trott had his stroke.

She made an appointment
with me that same afternoon,

but when I arrived
at Icarus Hall,

no Temperance, only Bess.

Yeah, well, that was just
a mix-up. It can happen.

Huh. Didn't seem
like happenstance,

especially since you kept me
away from the station

right before Trott collapsed.

What did you do?

We set a trap to catch
the Copperhead.

That's not the Copperhead.

Watch out!

We have to run. Now.

Come on.

So, whatever
we caught has escaped.

Have you seen this before?
Light monsters?

No,

but you have access to the
Historical Society database.

I can't run and search
at the same time.

You all seem to have calmly
skipped past the premise.

Oh, I'm not calm.

He means we're not questioning

the existence of
the supernatural.

So, this kind of thing
happens in Horseshoe Bay.

It's in all
the visitor brochures.

I've read about
the quaint seaside rituals

and haunted hotels,

not entities that can kill you
with beams of light.

That would hardly
attract tourism.

Okay, is there something
I can get you for your pain,

like a spell, a mystical ointment,
an ibuprofen?

Willow bark...
Okay.

...in my dispensary jars.

We need to block
all the windows.

Letting Temperance off the hook?

Triage. If a light monster's
trying to burn us to death,

then we need to deal
with that first.

And you're okay
with light monster?

No scientific
explanation needed?

Just because science
can't explain it,

doesn't mean it's not real.

Huh. That's refreshingly
open-minded.

What were you trying to catch?
Bess called it the Copperhead?

Oh, that would be
the serial killer

that you're looking for.

Turns out, that's also a thing
science can't explain.

Well, then elaborate
without science.

Like you said, triage.

Deal with the
light monster first.

Hello? Can I help you?

Oh, sorry.

I was just leaving
a note for Ned.

I'm Eve. Pronouns, she/her.

George. She/her.

You know Nick?

You're Ned's fiancée, right?

Congrats.

I'm a friend of Ned's
from Florida. We go way back,

to, like, diapers.
He's basically my brother.

Uh, is he around?

I... don't know where he is.

Actually, it's-it's

really weird timing, you showing
up on the day that he's missing.

Well, no,
not-not missing-missing.

He's just...

off the grid, temporarily.

Growing up, if Ned
had something on his mind,

he'd disappear
to handle it alone,

usually with a pint
of butter pecan.

Drove his mom crazy.

Yeah, he's done that before,

but I checked his freezer,
and it's-it's fully stocked.

So, he hasn't changed that much.

I'm gonna go look for him
if you want to come.

Maybe it'll give us a chance to
get to know each other better?

I'd love that.

First time in Maine?

Is it that obvious?

Mm.

Nick?

You can have your couch back.
I'll go.

Okay, nothing, so maybe
it's-it's not about the couch,

which is-is good news.

Who's there?

Probably just old pipes.

"Probably just old pipes" who?

Maybe Nick was here.
I'll look.

Question.
Yeah?

You've been occupying
Drew sofa space all month.

Does that feeling ever go away?

The bad back?
No.

No, no, you just, you adapt.

I mean the burden.

That feeling, you know,
from the... freeloading.

Oh, dude, listen,
listen, listen.

You don't, you don't have
to be so hard on yourself, okay?

Hey, you're doing fine.

Am I?

Is a grown man
who can't afford rent

and doesn't know what
he's doing with his life fine?

Okay, define

"freeloading."

Don't sweat it. I mean, you're
allowed to be the couch guy.

Dad got arrested, you lost
all your money. It's fine.

It's stuck.

Hey, let us out.

Who you talking to?

Whatever's trapped us in here.
Guessing it's supernatural.

How do you know
it's not just rusty hinges?

I've developed a feel
for these things.

So, I searched the
Historical Society database.

This thing is called
the Burning Sorrows.

It's not human.

Premise accepted.

Okay, so it scorches
people to death

in order to feed on
their greatest heartbreaks.

Um, rays of poisonous light

extend like limbs from its body,

and if it burns you,

then the venom in the wound

will awaken your
most painful memories.

Uh, symptoms include:
delirium,

infection at the point
of contact,

emitting suffering,

whatever that means,
uh, and death.

Got any good news in there?

If it consumes
your most gut-wrenching

memory before you die, then
it returns to a dormant state,

and the venom is neutralized.
That's good-ish.

Yeah.
Then it hibernates

until something awakes it again,
something like us novices

misusing powerful
supernatural bait.

We need to protect her.
Maybe we can feed

the Burning Sorrows
other heartbreaks instead.

Yeah, it could work.

We got the Wraith's attention
by feeding it my fears, so...

How often does this
happen to you?

Often enough.

Let's give it a try.
I've got heartbreaks to spare.

L-Losing Odette to save George.

Lying to Lisbeth to protect her.

Betraying Aunt Diana.

I think it's working.

Getting kicked out by my mum.

Losing my mom
and my biological mother.

My grandmother getting
murdered because of me.

Finding out that my parents
aren't my birth parents.

Eleanor Harris.

It wants Temperance.

She's marked.

So, the only way

to get out of here alive

is to find out Temperance's
greatest heartbreak

and feed it to the monster.

Do you really think Temperance
is capable of heartbreak?

All I ever wanted
to do was help.

Okay, so help.
Let's talk heartbreaks.

She's not real.

It's impossible.

Who is that?

My daughter, Charity.

Is she your greatest heartbreak?

Because we need to feed her
to the monster.

You cannot have her!

Temperance.

It's okay.

So, this girl just shows up
knowing all these things

about you and Nick today?

Relax. Eve checks out.
Look.

She's got a boyfriend,
her sisters like BTS,

and she knows her way
around a comma.

What's not to like?

Yeah, how far back
did you scroll?

Enough for you.

You're not the only one who
gets to be overprotective, okay?

Can you tell us
more stories about Nick?

Yeah!

Why do you keep calling him Ned?

That's his real name.

He must've just started
going by Nick recently.

So did you know him
before he got arrested?

Back when he played football?

Never spoke about his past, huh?

He told us about it yesterday.

Oh, he did.

Um...

Yeah, the kids drew pictures

of what they want to be
when they grow up.

It got Nick and I talking

about what we wanted
to be, before.

And then he went MIA.

I did mention that going
on a walkabout helped me

when I had a lot to process.

So...
A walkabout?

Where would he walkabout to

and what-what is he
walking about about?

Uh... what's been
on his mind lately?

That is a very good question.

What are you...

Hey, I-I got to go.

When he was your age,

he was a total goofball.

Ned would've gotten
detention more,

but he was so good
at making the teachers laugh.

Oh. Can you,
can you open the door?

You lied.
You have been to Maine.

I forgot that was
on my timeline.

Why are you here?
Are you in love with Nick?

No, I'm not in love with him.

Why would I believe
anything that you say?

Go inside before you
freeze to death, okay?

I'll find Nick myself.

Yes.

The archives said
the Burning Sorrows' venom

awakens painful memories
in its victims,

so maybe what we're seeing is
Temperance emitting suffering,

projecting memories.

The girl, Temperance's daughter,

was from an entirely
different era.

Yes, I noticed.

What if we told
you that Temperance

is about 200 years old?

I'd say she aged well.
What's her secret?

Does it matter if we
can't save her now?

Point taken.

There are few things
in this life more heartbreaking

than the loss of a child.

Must be what the monster wants.

Okay, can we just tread lightly?

Got it.
How did Charity die?

Nancy, you can't...

More tea.

Temperance, we want
to help you survive.

Could you tell us
about your daughter?

- Maybe her death is in
the town records. - Tea.

Tea to the rescue.

"Charity Hudson Dow
passed away on July 2, 1863

at the age of 18. She was
survived by her husband..."

He's the reason that she's gone.

Did Charity's husband kill her?

Charity was a nurse
in the Civil War.

Uh, she was a part of
the 20th Maine Regiment.

Listed as a casualty
at the Battle of Gettysburg.

Temperance, is this Gettysburg?

There's Charity again.

Were you there when she died?

In 1863,

Temperance was in hiding,
presumed dead.

Yet I risked everything

to try to find my daughter.

I went to Gettysburg,

but I was too late.

He's using the soul-splitter,
like we did with George.

The Women in White
had a willing pawn

perform the soul-splitter ritual
on Charity.

They split her soul
into four pieces,

which they entwined
with the souls

of four soldiers
on the battlefield,

so that I would never find her.

So, they split Charity's soul

to keep her mother
from saying goodbye?

I can't imagine
a greater heartbreak.

That's got to be the one.

How do we feed it
to the Burning Sorrows?

We open up the windows.

Let it in.

Ready?

Temperance!

The wound just spread.

I can't find a pulse.

Nancy, remember when your blood,

like, literally
Botoxed Temperance?

There's some left.

Your blood did what?

It's working.

Oh, no...

We need more blood.

Okay.

Wait!

Okay, that's not something...
I've ever seen before

or would have recommended.

That's enough.

I'll find youa cookie

or a juice box or something.

I'll be right back.

Hello?

Hey. Are you busy?

Uh, kind of.

What's up?

Okay, the thing is,
is that right now...

Nothing. We're, uh...

Ask her for help.

...look-looking for Nick.

I'm sure that he'll...

Is he okay?

I, um...

I'm trying to solve a puzzle.

Ace, can you look
at those photos you took

of Matthew Burke's tent?

I remember him writing
about recurring nightmares

about a battlefield.

I just was wondering
if his nightmares

were about Gettysburg.

What's going on over there?

We're stuck in...
Nothing.

Uh, we're...

Tent pictures, Gettysburg...
we're on that.

Thank you. Bye.

Why didn't you tell her
we were trapped in here

by some supernatural,
angry door lock?

'Cause it sounded like she was
dealing with something herself.

And I'm tired of leaning
on other people

to fix my messes for me.

You should be, too.

Hey. Listen,
whatever's going on in your life

or with Nancy,
don't take it out on me, okay?

It's not about Nancy.

Keep telling yourself that.

Here.

Let me help you.

Didn't expect your go-to move
to be "mystical blood ritual."

But I admire the commitment.

Oh. Same.

You, uh, you jumped
into the situation

with commendable zeal.

Seem like the type of
person who goes all in.

Like when we were shouting
heartbreaks earlier

and you said a name.

Eleanor Harris.

She the, uh...

one that got away?

I never met Eleanor Harris.

I saw her in the ER

at a teaching hospital
in Connecticut

while I was doing
my psych residency there.

What happened to Eleanor?

Multiple gunshot wounds
from an assault rifle

in a school shooting.

Brought her in
under this blood-soaked sheet.

Hoping for some kind of miracle.

Even though she'd bled out
in two or three seconds

from the bullet fragments
that...

tore apart her abdomen.

But, uh, no EMT wants to declare
a six-year-old

dead at the scene.

People want to believe
they did everything

they possibly could.

So they, uh...

brought her to the hospital,

and we waited...

for the doctor
to pronounce her...

Eleanor Harris is why
I went into law enforcement.

Why I became a profiler.

And why you don't carry a gun?

She is exactly why.

After seeing what Eleanor's
parents went through...

...it's hard to imagine

Temperance has
a worse heartbreak

than watching her daughter die.

That Gettysburg memory
was more than that.

Temperance said that the
Women in White had...

a "pawn" there.

Who was he?

Tell me about the Women in White.

They were once
my dearest friends.

But when they could
no longer understand my hopes,

they turned against me.

That's Cora Dow.

That's the Woman in White
who got Temperance kicked out

of Horseshoe Bay.

Cora Dow poisoned the mind
of Charity's father.

She told him
to take Charity away from me.

That's the doll
from the Copperhead's cage.

Why does he have it?

No.

No.

No. No.

No. No.
What's going on?

No. No.
Her subconscious is pushing back.

Get away from me!

They're just figments.

Th-They can't...

Bess!

It's a literal defense mechanism

to keep us from discovering
her heartbreak.

Oh!

We need to let the light in.

The-the Burning Sorrows

destroyed the specters before,

so we can use it as a weapon.

What hurt you more

than having your child
torn away from you?

What greater heartbreak is there

than watching your daughter die?

When did you truly lose her?

When she betrayed me w...
with her choice.

What did she choose?
Not what.

Who.

Beckett Dow.

Charity's married name was Dow.

And...
Cora Dow exiled Temperance.

Then Cora's son married
Temperance's daughter.

So the man who split
Charity's soul was her husband?

You told Cora Dow
that I was still alive,

and then she forced her son
to elope with you

to get back at me!

Beckett loves me,

and I love him
with all my heart!

You cannot imagine
the power of our bond.

We leave tomorrow
with the 20th Regiment.

I choose my husband.

Then I hope you die
on the battlefield.

And when your heart stops,
you'll realize I was right.

This is the only memory which
Temperance herself appears in.

This is what
the Burning Sorrows wants.

Make it stop!

It's...

The windows!

We need to open the windows.
Give it everything we've got.

Now!

Temperance?

What...

Oh, my God.

Matthew Burke had more to say.

He just needed us
to speak for him.

You hear me?

No, no. Listen.

I think the Archive Room Ghost
is trying to tell us something.

I've been writing the pattern
down. Listen to this.

Six knocks, right?

Wait.

There's eight knocks.

Ten knocks.
Ten knocks.

All right, but here's the thing.

Each one of these lines starts
with a one and a two.

Right? But that could be 12.

Right? I mean, that could be...
that could be a time,

that could be a month...
December...

it could be... Or...

maybe the numbers
are times anddates.

Like a time stamp on footage.

What was that first one?
Okay, so it's 12,

11, nine, four, three.

The caution tape
moved on its own,

and the video glitched.

What's the next one?
Uh, 12,

six, nine, five, five.

There it is. Coaster moved; glitch.
Mm-hmm.

See? These things
have to be connected.

All right, next one.

12, six, eight, ten.

Wow.

There might be information
hidden in the glitches,

but I need equipment
to work on it.

Equipment that I
keep outside of this room.

Definitely can't work on it
if I stay locked up in here.

Hell yeah.

We do have a feel
for these things.

I just emailed you pics

of Matthew Burke's
manic writing period.

Hey, tell Nancy I said hi.

So, uh...
what's next?

I need a laptop.

I need some audio gear.

I can drop you off
at your couch on the way.

You asked me where I was
when Trott had his stroke,

and my answer
might have been incomplete.

I know.

You have a tell when
you're spinning a partial truth.

What's my tell?

Bet you can figure it out.

Uh, am I still a suspect?

You were never a suspect
in Trott's case.

You don't fit the profile.

Hmm.

Temperance is awake.

Told her you'd have
some questions for her.

The Copperhead's first
victim, Matthew Burke,

he had recurring nightmares

about the Battle of Gettysburg.

How is all this connected?

The pieces of Charity's soul

have reincarnated separately
through the years.

Only the Copperhead knows
how to find her now.

I saw a symbol on Dow's uniform

and the same one
on the Copperhead's.

Is it possible that Beckett Dow
became the Copperhead?

With the help
of his mother's rituals, yes.

So why go after Charity now?

The timing is no coincidence.

Only days after

I lowered the barrier
around Horseshoe Bay,

the Copperhead began
killing anybody

that carried a piece
of Charity's soul.

Matthew Burke and Jake Cazine.

And when he's captured
all four pieces,

he's going to destroy them...

along with himself.

So why not destroy the soul
back in 1863

instead of splitting it apart?

I do not know,
but I would have given anything

just to touch those remnants
one... more time.

Temperance, I know you said

you didn't want to go
to a hospital...

No hospital can help me.

The Burning Sorrows has
corrupted my body

down to the cellular level.

Do you need more of my blood?

No.

I need new cells.

I saved a lock
of my daughter's hair.

And since my cells make up half
of her DNA,

I can adapt
a regeneration ritual

to renew what's been corrupted.

I'll help.
Yeah.

Yeah, we all will.
I'm grateful

for your kindness, but...

I have to do this alone.

Leave me.

You couldn't find him, either?

I ran out of places to look.

So we still need each other.

Hmm.

Here's the truth.

Yes, I was in Maine
three years ago.

I was at a party with Ned

during his football
training camp.

The party where Nick got
into a fight.

He was protecting someone.

He was protecting me.

And he killed a man
in self-defense.

I haven't talked to Ned since.

He won't answer
any of my letters

or take my calls.

I texted when I found out
he got engaged, but no reply.

I mean, I thought about
telling you when I met you,

but "I'm the reason
Ned went to juvie"

isn't exactly
first impression material.

So I lied about who I was...

or at least who I was to Ned.

Besides, he shut off
that part of his life anyway.

You know, that's not true.

He did tell Addy and the kids
about his past.

That whole walkabout thing.

Maybe he did go on a walkabout.

Is that the kind of
thing that he would do?

Not exactly,

but when he found himself
in his head,

he had this way
of centering himself.

What, like...

like meditation?

Not meditation
in the traditional sense, but...

I know where he is.

Well, I stand corrected...

Temperance was capable
of heartbreak.

Yeah, I mean, she lost...

so much.

That looks exactly
like the device

from her Gettysburg
vision. Is...

- Yeah.
- I recognize it, too.

Brings back memories
of your daughter.

I think you should have it.

You don't know
how much this means.

Temperance?

Yes.

I'm still myself.

When you said regeneration

from Charity's cells,
you meant that literally?

Did you know this would happen?

I knew it was possible,
I just...

And I am content.

I've yearned to see
my daughter's face again.

This is where he had
football camp.

It's the last field
he played on.

Before everything changed.

Thank you for
helping me find him.

Likewise.

Coming?

No. You go.

You guys have a lot
to catch up on.

Hey, Neddington.

What are you doing here?

Visiting you, obviously.

You come all the way
from Florida?

I'm at UVA now.

Virginia?
Mm-hmm.

Wow. That's, um...

that's great.

I met George. I like her a lot.

Your life seems
really good here.

I'm sorry.

About everything.

Yeah, I should have returned
your calls, but, um...

I just wasn't ready to...
I'm not here

to talk about us or the past.

I'm here
because I need your help.

I think I killed someone.

To the Archive Room Ghost,
whoever you are:

Your story doesn't have to end
just because you're gone,

and I'd really be honored
to help you tell it.

Maybe that's my calling.

Die.

Die. Die.

Die.

Die.

Dear daughter,
I made real progress today.

It started when Bess proposed
setting a mystical trap.

I let her think my charm

would bait the Copperhead.

I made it easy for her to steal.

She thought they trapped
the Burning Sorrows by mistake.

But I designed that charm
to awaken the Burning Sorrows.

I made sure
I was the one it burned.

I showed my heartbreaks
and risked my life

as a way to get Nancy
to trust me.

Her place
in the Hudson bloodline

is the key to getting you back.

Despite all that the Women
in White did to keep us apart,

we will soon be one in spirit,

as well as in body,

and then we'll finish
the work we started.