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So much incredible stuff.
-Hey, guys! - Where have you been?
Didn't you get my messages about the king tide?
Sorry. I was having a king sleep-in.
Explain it to him, Ellis.
The teen years
are a time of enormous physical and cerebral growth,
resulting in increased need for sleep.
- I meant the king tide. - Oh.
A rare tidal event, where the receding oceans...
Tide goes out and amazing stuff comes in.
And we're here to find it
- before the clean-up begins. - Oh.
Meesha says she and Lila discovered something amazing.
An ejector seat?
More specifically, a fighter jet ejector seat,
from the '50s I think.
It can't be from the '50s. It's practically new.
1953!
If that seat was 70 years old,
it would be covered in barnacles and rust.
Maybe it had a good beauty regime?
According to the markings on the seat,
this belonged to a plane that went missing
over American air space 70 years ago!
EAW! I made up a new word - Epic, Awesome and Wow. EAW.
Interesting.
- You think it'll catch on? - She's not talking about EAW.
You think this is some sort of mysterious,
inexplicable time rift, right?
Actually I'm thinking
why is that girl coming out of the water
in an evening dress from the 1950s?
Hey!
Hello!
Are you OK?
Where's she going?
If she goes into the jungle she'll get lost.
Don't worry, I won't lose her.
Dave!
And he lost her.
She went into the jungle.
Let's split up. We need to find that girl.
♪ 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.
Just saying, if I ever get washed up on a beach
I hope I'm that well dressed.
Putting aside fashion, can we talk about who she is?
Clearly she's a top-level spy
who ejected from the fighter jet in a moment of high danger.
She's not old enough to be a spy.
They trained them young in the old days. I saw it in a movie.
And she definitely wasn't 70.
She obviously went through a time rift.
Maybe she's an overdressed cyclist.
Why do you have that again? You don't need a bike.
Hey. Free stuff is free stuff.
You don't think the girl in the red dress
could really have been the pilot from the '50s?
After what she did to Dave, who knows what she's capable of.
I will rebuild you, friend.
And also avenge you.
Actually, can you do
- the avenging part, Meesha? - Shh!
I was wondering when Raquel would show up.
What's she doing all alone? She usually has minions.
I don't care about anything else.
This is more important than any other discovery.
I need to find her. Now!
Thanks, Meesha.
If Raquel's looking for the girl too
she's not your regular teen.
There has to be something about her.
Spy. From the '50s.
There she is! Hey, wait, we're friends!
- After her! - Sprinting? Really?
It's either that or Nori's bike!
Oh!
- Hello! -Hello!
Hello!
- There! -Hey! Wait up!
You go that way. Maybe we can cut her off.
We just want to help you!
Hello!
Why are you following me?
Who are you?
That's kind of my question to you.
Why are you chasing me? Who sent you here?
Ah, no-one.
I'm Taylor. This is my friend Nori and stepsister Lila.
We saw you come out of the sea. We were worried.
So did you eject out of the jet
because it was about to explode into a fiery inferno
or because you're defecting from an evil foreign power?
Or you're a bike-riding sea ghost?
I don't understand what's going on.
- Lila does that to people. - Love the outfit, by the way.
Are you OK? Can we call someone?
No!
No-one can know that I'm here.
Why? What happened?
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Let's start with your name.
Ah...
- ..I don't know. - Your own name?
I don't remember anything.
I have no idea who I am.
Do you know
- where you came from? - Or when?
How you wound up in the ocean?
- No. - Someone wiped your memory!
She probably just hit her head. Amnesia.
Is that what happened? Was I in a plane crash?
We don't know. But we need to get you to a doctor.
No!
Please. No doctors. No police. No-one.
I don't remember much but I know that I can't be found.
We can't do nothing.
I have to stay hidden.
You call anyone and I run again.
Can you at least come home with us?
We'll get you some dry clothes and figure out what to do.
Be careful with that girl, Taylor.
Walking out of oceans in evening dresses
is very suspicious.
We're still on the beach. Meesha found a handbag.
Nothing special. See you soon.
Nothing special, unless you count the hidden camera.
Wow! It's old. The kind a Cold War spy would use.
- Yeah. - Where did you get that?
This old thing?
I'll take that.
Ah, is it yours? Do you know who it belongs to?
This area is officially designated as a research zone.
Hand it over.
What do handbags have to do with maritime research?
- There's no fish in here. - It came out of the sea.
Every find must be catalogued.
Here you go. Have a nice day.
You gave it away just like that!
I panicked. I am a panicker. And she's scary.
Anyway, it's just a bag, right?
Mystery girl on the beach with no memory.
70-year-old ejector seats and, oh, what else?
Oh, oh, yeah! A spy bag that Raquel stole off us.
Technically, I gave it away.
We need to follow her.
Do we, though?
I mean, you're probs used to swinging knee-length skirts
and blouses and all-leather body suits
but I'm seeing '90s grunge with K-pop influences.
Follow me!
Amnesia makes sense, given her symptoms.
Nothing about this scenario makes sense.
Meesh says they found a handbag
- with a Cold War spy camera. - Get her to bring it here.
See if we can jog the girl's memory.
No can do. Raquel confiscated it.
Ta-da!
Hang on.
- "Fides, Spes et Caritas." - Latin!
You speak Latin? Oh, since when?
Pop made me watch Da Vinci Code three times.
Translates to "Faith, Hope and Charity."
That's it! That's me.
- Charity? - Hope?
Faith. I'm Faith. That's my name.
Do you remember anything else?
No.
Is this your bag?
Maybe?
What? What just happened?
- That person. - Raquel.
She works at the Poseidon Institute.
She's the one I have to stay away from.
- If she finds me... - What? Why?
She's your controller? You've gone rogue?
I don't know.
I'm sorry.
We need to get the rest of your memory back.
The internet says "Exposure to familiar stimuli
"can prompt the return of an amnesiac's memory."
Great! How do we do that?
I've got an idea.
Everything about the island here in one place.
Maybe it'll prompt some memories.
Did you come for a holiday on the ferry?
Maybe you went overboard.
No, not a ferry.
Something shiny.
Maybe a plane?
- When you say plane... - A big passenger plane?
Or a 1953 fighter jet?
Everything is so hazy.
Even the smallest detail. Anything you can remember.
Bermuda Queen.
I've seen this plane before.
Something about...
..Charlie?
You knew Uncle Charlie?
Don't get your hopes up.
She knew him. Him and his plane.
She said his name
but she doesn't have any idea why she remembered it.
She knows Uncle Charlie.
And if Raquel's after her because of it,
this could be big.
What do we do?
We show her the Bermuda Queen.
Familiar things bring back memories.
I know I like saying 'no' a lot but...
..no.
Showing the Bermuda Queen to a total stranger
is a massive risk.
If Faith knew Uncle Charlie, showing her might help find out
what happened to him.
At least let's do an image search for her online.
It could turn up a match.
Nothing is bringing back any more memories.
What do we do now?
I want to try something.
But it involves a leap of faith. Pun intended.
If this is his plane, where's Uncle Charlie?
We wish we knew.
He went missing
while investigating the mysteries of the island.
Like me appearing out of nowhere, with no memory?
Kind of.
Does this trigger anything?
Sorry.
Keep looking. Maybe something will click.
Well, that didn't pay off the way I thought.
Anything from the picture search?
We really need a last name.
If we had that,
Lila could search all the socials in seconds.
This is where we hang out when we're solving mysteries.
What kind of mysteries, exactly?
Well, there's all these unexplained phenomenons.
Phenomena?
Phenomenee?
Well, anyway, we're basically proving if they're real
or not real.
That's Nori's job, usually.
- Interesting. - Mm.
Tell me more.
Come on, we're losing her.
She's getting lunch.
Can we get lunch? Espionage makes me hungry.
Why are we following her again?
To find out that, we have to follow her.
- OK, just act normal. - What sort of normal?
Normal people normal or Ellis normal?
Because Ellis normal is not normally normal.
I'm looking for a girl named Faith Wannenmacher.
It's very important that I find her.
Now we have a surname.
- Great! - You haven't seen her?
- I can get this off. - Wait!
Well, let me know if you hear anything.
Now can you help me get this off?
As soon as I call Taylor.
Wannenmacher sounds German.
She's even more glamorous than I thought!
- What's Faith doing now? - She said she needed some air.
Do we tell her that her name's Faith Wannenmacher
and that Raquel's looking for her?
We'll see what Lila comes up with.
W-A-N-N-...
Lila? What is it?
Twist!
Faith works for The Institute!
I thought we knew everyone who works there.
Maybe she's new.
Hello, is this Poseidon Institute?
I'd like to be put through to the South Section, please.
Taylor, that's like a top-secret facility.
It'll have security and passcodes and encryption...
Hi, South Section!
I'm from the Rock Island Food Truck.
Raquel Newman was in earlier
with an associate of hers called Faith Wannenmacher.
She left without paying.
If she's an employee of your Institute
I'd like to be reimbursed.
Oh. Thank you.
Faith is Raquel's niece.
That makes no sense.
But when she was a spy from 1953 that was fine by you?
Lila's right. Why would Faith be scared of Raquel?
Unless... What if it's all set up by Raquel?
Ha! Which means she's still a spy.
Who faked amnesia, played victim to earn our trust
and gain access to the Bermuda Queen and all our secrets!
You're right. We never should have brought her here.
At least we didn't tell her about the journal
or any of our discoveries.
Uh-oh.
- Lila. What did you tell her? - Well...
..kind of...
..everything.
She's gone.
Faith!
Faith! Faith!
Faith, where are you?
Still think she's legit?
Did you see Faith? Was she on the path?
We haven't seen anyone. Why?
She's Raquel's niece.
What... What if she tells Raquel about the Bermuda Queen?
And she confiscates that too? She has form on that front.
- We can track her. - Yes!
No drone-killing spy can outrace me.
How much of a lead does she have?
Maybe five minutes.
If we all run in different directions, we could find her.
- She's too fast. - I couldn't find her.
Too bad Dave isn't operational.
We could have spotted her in the air.
There must be another way to launch a camera into the sky.
I just thought of a great idea, didn't I?
- What was it? - An ejector seat.
That's a way to launch something into the sky.
We left it on the beach.
But the Bermuda Queen has one.
Ellis, do you have the parachute from the beach?
Right here.
You sure about this?
No.
But is there a better way to see the whole island at once?
I can control it from my phone
but I need the camera to stay in the air long enough.
Lila says the wind outside is good.
Can't I go in the air with it? Please?
Sorry.
Launch minus three, two, one.
It's working! Not a bad Dave substitute.
It pales in comparison.
She's heading to The Institute.
She's going to see Raquel.
We're going to struggle to get there in time.
And no, Meesha, I'm not going to eject you into the sky.
And you said I'd never need this.
Faith!
I trusted you.
I'm sorry!
This whole time you were just pretending
so you could get information about Uncle Charlie
- for your aunt. - No, I swear.
Then why did you run away?
As Lila was talking about family,
I started to get flashes of memory, OK,
and I overheard you on the phone
and hearing my full name, it just all came back to me.
I just figured that you'd think I'd been lying to you
so I freaked out and I left.
Then why did you wash up on the beach?
I've been staying with Aunt Raquel
and she wouldn't let me go to a costume party on the mainland.
So after we argued,
I took an Institute boat without permission.
Out at sea, a tide surged and I fell overboard.
Hitting your head, causing the amnesia.
Yeah.
But what about all the spy stuff?
The camera in the handbag?
Part of the costume for the party.
So you don't know anything about a jet?
No.
Why hasn't Raquel contacted the police?
I mean, she probably has by now.
I'm in a world of trouble.
Well, from what Ellis and Meesha saw
Raquel was super worried about you.
How did you know about the Bermuda Queen and my uncle?
Aunt Raquel didn't believe
that it just disappeared into a storm.
She was obsessed with tracking down the pilot
but that is all I know.
You can't say anything to her.
The Bermuda Queen, all this, has to stay a secret.
You have my word. I won't say anything.
- Thanks for helping me. - Any time.
- We'll never forget you. - Very funny.
Faith?
I knew Faith wouldn't sell us out.
No-one that wears clothes that well could ever be truly evil.
So, ah, how did the ejector seat tie in?
I don't think it does. It's another mystery.
Well, let's investigate.
Well, I went back to look for it but it was gone.
Maybe it travelled back in time!
Or it probably washed out with the tide.
Maybe we should save it for another day.
It might just turn out to be another random thing,
like the bike.
He's back!
Er, Ellis, maybe you'd better do that outside.
Ellis, turn him off.
I can't! Dave's gone rogue!
-Lila, look out! -Ellis, run! Ellis, run!
Dave!
OK, I am so going next.
EAW!
Hey, it's catching on!
- How's your niece? - Home and safe, thanks.
So, what have we found here?
You'll never believe this. It's from Flight TP 1794.
That's more than 70 years old!
I know, right? Look what else we found.
Charlie.
What are you doing there?
♪ Rock Island Mysteries.
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