Original subtitles

Let's go through it one more time.

And no slacking off, Nori!

- Five, six, seven, eight! -Go, Meesha! Go, Meesha!

There's no-one who can beat ya!

M-E-E-S-H-A What's that spell? Meesha!

Whoo!

We were spelling Meesha.

I'm not sure what Ellis was spelling.

Who's gonna win the island half-marathon?

Meesha!

I'm confused. Has the race ended already?

I hope not. We still need more rehearsal time.

The race isn't till this afternoon.

- She went for a warm-up run. - You're not gonna believe this.

Waiting.

This dramatic pause better be worth it.

Ohh! Ah!

Faraz Maroun. He's home!

Faraz Maroun? The pause was worth it!

Faraz Maroun has been in Peru for years.

I keep sending him letters, hoping they'll be forwarded on,

and since Meesha's always running around the island,

- I get her to check his house. - His place is always empty.

Letterbox always stuffed with Tay's letters.

But not today.

So this guy was a friend of your uncle's?

Wow, he's super old.

Faraz came to Rock Island about 15 years ago

and hired Uncle Charlie

to fly him places in the Bermuda Queen.

Faraz was convinced there were mysteries on Rock Island.

So your uncle wasn't the only one.

Exactly!

No wonder they became instant friends.

And, one day, according to the journal,

the two of them stumbled on

one of the biggest mysteries of Rock Island.

And I am pumped to hear what it is.

Shouldn't you be resting?

Don't you have a race this afternoon?

Rest is for the weak. I need to train.

I refuse to come last for the fifth year in a row.

- Meesha, you came second. - Same thing.

So what do you think the mystery is,

and why didn't Uncle Charlie

write more detail about it in the journal?

I actually don't care.

Taylor Young doesn't care about a mystery? It's...a mystery.

Faraz knows about the island. Its mysteries.

I bet he has intel on where Uncle Charlie disappeared to.

And how to get him back.

You kids selling cookies or something?

Look, I'm not interested, OK?

- We're after Faraz Maroun. - Not here.

- So who are you? - I'm his grandson. Frankie.

Cool tattoo.

You see cool. I see needles. Pain. Communicable diseases.

Can you pass Faraz a message?

He's in Peru, and whatever you're selling, little lady,

trust me, he's not interested.

Little lady?

Rude!

This negativity is messing with my pre-event visualisation.

I need to run it out.

- Something's off. - Yeah!

The guy's manners!

And his language, clothes and...

Tattoo!

Hey!

Frankie has the same tattoo as Faraz!

Yeah, there's a reason for that.

- I thought I told you kids... - Hello, Faraz.

♪ It's a curious situation

♪ A strong case of speculation how

♪ It takes more than intuition

♪ To work the situation out

♪ It's right before your eyes Can you feel it?

♪ It's right between the lines Try to reveal it

♪ So look until you find All of the pieces

♪ Put them together Now you see it

♪ Rock Island Mysteries.

Come... Come... Come back here, OK?

This is the mystery you and Charlie discovered.

How to get younger!

I don't know what you're on about.

And why did you call him Faraz?

Is this breaking and entering?

I mean, technically we haven't broken anything.

I'm going to jail!

Where did you get Charles' journal?

How do you know it's Uncle Charlie's?

My grandfather told me about it.

You recognise my uncle's journal

just from hearing about it?

- What's going on, Taylor? - This is Faraz.

You don't know what you're talking about, little lady.

Well, that, for starters. What teenager says "little lady"?

- Your friend's out of her mind. - Hey! You can't say that.

Taylor, you're out of your mind.

She's just upset.

She thought your grandad could answer some questions

about her uncle.

There is no Grandad. Faraz never had children.

Great photos of you rock-climbing...

..in Peru.

Wow! You print photos?

- He IS old! -That doesn't mean...

OK, get out of my house, kids, alright?

Wait. Isn't this your grandad's house?

I know it's you, Faraz. And I need your help.

- Come on, let's go. - You know the island.

- Its mysteries... - No, I'm not listening.

You can help me solve

- my uncle's disappearance. - Wait.

What do you mean, disappearance?

And we haven't heard from him since.

How could you not know?

We had a falling out. I was overseas.

Charles, you stupid boy.

You are Faraz, right?

So you're like 90 years old!

- 85. - Get out!

Whoa! Can I just say, your skin's fabulous!

So what happened between you and Uncle Charlie?

Why did you fall out?

He said I took too much, that I should leave it for the island.

What? What did you take?

Yeah, what's your youthful secret?

It's cleansing, right? Such an important step.

I can't say. I promised your uncle.

Another PB. I'm gonna smash that race today.

- Ah, Meesha? - What? What did I say?

Taylor, what's happening to me?

This is bad. This is bad!

No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

What was that, Meesha? What did you drink?

I was thirsty. I got some water from the fridge.

Does Meesha have a cousin? That's Meesha's cousin, right?

That's also called Meesha? Nori, keep up!

It's almost empty.

- You drank it all. - What? What did she drink?

- This can't be happening. - Faraz!

Please. We need to know.

Years ago, your uncle and I discovered a hidden spring.

At first we thought the water could just cure and repair.

I mean, I used it for my back pain.

Then we realised its true powers.

A fountain of youth!

To keep me adventuring, exploring the world.

Until now.

This is your fault.

I'm gonna be old and decrepit again thanks to you.

Whoa! Wait up. You can't blame Meesha.

Yeah, she's just a little kid!

Hey! I could still out-wrestle any of you

any day of the week.

Let's not test her on that.

I need to get to my race.

- I don't think so. - I've been training all year.

You can't stop me.

I wonder what the competition rules are on that point.

Get her!

Alright, let's spread out so we can outflank her.

Are you sure? This version of Meesha

doesn't look like she's been domesticated.

Here, Meesha!

I mean, for all we know, she hasn't had her shots.

Whoa, Meesha!

Meesha!

- I've got ya! - Ha, ha, you missed me!

She's going around! I'll get her at this end.

-Nori, grab her! -She's too fast!

Oh, hey, Gillian!

Let me go!

You wanna talk to Meesha?

- Um... - Let me go!

She's just outside with the others.

I can still win, even like this! Age is just a number!

- Hi-ya! - Ow!

She's so strong! Ow!

Ellis, help us out!

Her teeth look kind of sharp!

Let me go! I'm an elite athlete!

Taylor! We have a problem.

Gillian wants to talk to Meesha.

- She said it's urgent. - Go.

- Ellis and I will sort this. - No, I won't!

- Can you help them out? - Yeah.

Hi, Gillian. What's up?

I've been trying to get on to Meesha,

- but she's not answering. - Yeah, she's a little busy.

You will let me go. You will let me go.

You will let me go.

Ellis, she's trying to psych us out.

She's succeeding.

I'm worried she's taking this race too seriously.

Don't look at the eyes!

- Is she still training? - She's still running, yes.

Meesha! Come back!

Meesha?

Taylor!

We have a problem.

Did Lila say there's a problem?

- Was that a baby I heard? - No. Um, er, ah...

Lila's just watching hilarious baby fail videos online.

And the problem is they're just too funny.

Look, let me talk to Meesha.

We'll call you back. She can't talk right now.

No...

Yeah, she really can't.

- Oh, she's so cute! - This can't be happening.

How young will she get? How long does it last?

Why are babies so terrifying?

How am I the only one with questions?

I think Meesha needs a change.

Nori, you hold onto her while I go get some towels.

Where's Faraz?

How long do the effects of the water last?

It wears off quickly.

- Great. - Not great. It's a disaster.

With this amount left, I'll be old by the end of the week.

I was talking about Meesha, my friend who's a baby.

But it's good to know she'll be back to normal soon.

I didn't say that.

I take two drops twice a day to stay like this.

Your friend drank nearly a whole bottle.

- So? - So you do the math.

Two drops, twice a day,

working at one millilitre a drop,

assuming the bottle holds 700 millilitres.

Travelling at 100 miles an hour.

It will last approximately...

..ten years!

I am not being a babysitter for ten years!

We need an antidote. We need a cure.

Hey, give me that!

You drew on it?

- I need to find more water. - Seriously?

My friend out there's a baby and you're worried about what?

- Finally being your own age? - It has to be in there.

I need a cure for my friend. Is there one?

- Yes. - Great! What? Where?

There's a type of grass that you can use

to reverse the effects.

but it only grows near the spring,

and the source I used all dried up

which is why I need to find the second spring.

What second spring?

Charles found one but wouldn't tell me where.

Maybe he was worried you'd drain it dry.

I need that water.

There's nothing in here about a second spring.

Uncle Charlie didn't even write details of the first

and trust me, I've read it a million times.

It must be in code.

OK, so if we can locate the second spring,

we can find the antidote grass.

What does it look like?

I'll show you when we get there.

Ah, I don't know.

Uncle Charlie didn't want you to know the location.

We go to the spring together and I'll show you the antidote.

Deal?

All clean. She's happy now.

So Faraz, Nori and I are going to find the antidote.

And the second spring.

Lila, where's Ellis?

Not coping too well with the baby situation.

Ellis, we need you to pull it together!

You and Lila have to look after Meesha.

Babysitting?

My 11th worst nightmare.

Can we talk hourly rates?

Their cries are so piercing, and their necks are so floppy.

Look after him, Lila.

My rates just went up!

Um, Taylor?

He's taken the journal too.

No, no, no! We had a deal!

He's coming back, right? He'll bring back the antidote?

We need to get the journal back and find the antidote,

or else Meesha's stuck as a baby for the next ten years.

But such a cute baby! Aren't you a cutie?

Yes, you are! Yes, you are!

Are you sure he'll be at the spring?

He circled it enough times in the journal.

I thought Meesha was supposed to be running the island today,

not us.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. There, there, little one.

Shh. It's OK.

Big scary monster's all gone now. Shh, shh, shh.

It's gonna be OK, Ellis. It's gonna be OK.

Why is she still crying?

Probably her social media presence.

It's totally lacking for such a cute age! But I can fix that.

It's not just a cute age.

This is a key developmental period.

We're not stimulating her enough.

Her brain is basically a sponge. We need to fill it.

What are you doing?

Flashcards. She needs the basics.

You're right. Too basic.

Ellis, don't you think

there's something we're maybe forgetting?

Something babies really need?

Knowledge of the Periodic Table?

I was thinking more food!

Yeah. Yes!

- Stupid, stupid thing! - Give me that! Now!

I need more time to figure it out.

We had a deal. We were going to come here together.

You'll never work out the code. You're just kids.

Why do you think Uncle Charlie sent the journal to me

and not you?

Unless you think like him, you won't get it.

And you don't think like him.

Look, if anyone can figure this out, it's Taylor.

- Have you found anything? - Shh!

- This is taking too... -Shhh!

Another text from Gillian.

She's freaking out 'cause Meesha missed marshalling.

There you go, bub-bub.

A big feed and a nice fresh nappy.

- Hey! She stopped crying! - We did it!

Now, back to the flashcards.

Osmium.

Pew! That nappy's no longer fresh.

- Hey! - You're up!

No way! I got the baby supplies.

Well, I can't! I'd be totally reinforcing

damaging assumptions about gender roles!

No!

Yes!

Listen. Here.

"Well, well, well,

"you'll never guess what I discovered this morning

"while watching the sunrise.

"The realisation that life is short

"and that's what makes it precious.

"You just have to make it count."

Enough with the life lessons, Charles!

You're not listening!

"I walked away from this place with a spring in my step."

"Well, well, well." "Spring."

He's marked it on the map.

That's where the antidote will be!

OK, let me see.

Any funny business and I will eat this page.

You know if we really hustle,

we could get Meesha back for her race.

Her race? Why do you care about a race?

Because Meesha does.

She's obsessed with it and we're friends.

So?

That's what friends do for each other. Surely you get that.

Something tells me this guy doesn't have a heap of friends.

Nori!

Well, he's right. I don't.

I... I can't.

Maybe if you were less all about you and more all about...

It's because they'd find out your secret, right?

The water changed my life in amazing ways

but...there were things I had to give up.

Like Uncle Charlie.

How far?

The spring should be just around the bend.

Once we've helped Meesha

you need to find out the truth about Uncle Charlie

before he runs off again.

Somewhere here, yes?

Charlie mentioned seeing it while watching the sun rise.

That would make it facing east.

Look! X marks the spot!

Where's the grass for the antidote?

What does it look like?

No. No, it...it can't be!

It's dry.

The grass. Tell me about the grass.

It's... It's got leaves like moss.

But if the spring's dry...

- Nori! Move your foot. -That must be it.

- It's dead. - What will we tell Gillian?

What are we gonna tell Meesha?

Once she finally learns to speak.

It's over. I've only got enough water to last a week.

Two if I ration it.

We get this sucks but you're not the only one hurting here.

What would Uncle Charlie do right now?

You know what it feels like to miss a friend.

And remember what he wrote?

"Life is short. You just have to make it count."

Let's go!

♪ Twinkle, twinkle, little star...

♪ How I wonder what you are. ♪

- Guys! - Shhh! Don't wake her up!

Tummy time? Nappy change? I'll do it.

We got the antidote.

Oh, Meesha, where have you been?

I...I took a nap.

- Like you suggested. - What?

The race started 20 minutes ago! You'll never catch up!

Watch me!

Go!

They grow up so fast.

OK, team!

Five, six, seven, eight.

Go, Meesha!

- Go, Meesha! - Go!

There's no-one who can beat ya! M-E-E-S-H-A!

What's that spell? Meesha!

Whoo-hoo!

You know you can stop now, right?

- You've won the race. - I don't do stopping.

Do you think he'll answer?

Come in!

You're going to, anyway.

Wow, you're so old!

I said it out loud, didn't I?

- How are you feeling, Faraz? - Don't ask.

I heard about what you did. I just wanted to say thanks.

Well, if I were you, I would have stayed a baby

but each to his own.

You finally opened my letters.

Well, I had to find my glasses

before I could read them, but yes.

You're dead serious

about trying to find Charles, aren't you?

I'll do anything.

Truth is, I don't know much.

Charles had this theory

about why strange things occur on Rock Island

and he wanted to test it out.

He was going to tell me exactly how

and then we fought.

So, I'm sorry. I wish there was more I could tell you.

But if anyone's going to find out what happened,

with your brain and the journal

and your knucklehead friends...

..it's gonna be you, little lady.

Thanks...old man.

Hey, I'm thirsty. Do you have any water?

♪ Rock Island Mysteries.