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Babe, I just got a really interesting phone call. The mayor wants to host a
fundraising event at Mahesh to kick off his reelection campaign.
I thought the restaurant was closed because of the stripper that crashed
the roof. He has a name, Trevor.
It's Chris, the hot dinosaur -loving stripper. And he is lost to the winds.
The roof repairs are actually finished, but Jay...
I thought there was some holdup with the inspections.
There is, but private events are okay.
And once the mayor loves us for hosting his fundraiser, he could pull some
strings with the inspections. We scratch his back, he scratches ours.
I thought the mayor was a dog.
No, that's the next town over.
But he loved getting back scratched.
So if this event goes well, we could reopen the restaurant?
That's what I'm saying, babe.
I thought I saw Chris on the horizon last week, but it was just a paper bag.
But someday.
Until then, I'll keep looking up. Didn't he like Nigel and find you kind of
creepy?
Someday.
Listen, Gabe, tonight is a hugely important night for the restaurant, so
going to need the whole team operating at full capacity.
Hey, man, have you seen my spatula?
You're holding it.
Whoa.
What's going on here?
Jay's having a much -needed conversation with Gabe about curbing his drug usage.
Look, I'm aware that today's a very special day for the stoner community.
I'm speaking, of course, of it being April 20th, a .k .a. 420.
The most holy day on the pothead calendar.
Damn, it's April already?
I gotta cancel Peacock. Look, Gabe, I'm a cool guy. I've been known to knock
around a hacky sack, I own a poncho, and...
I dabble in the devil's lettuce.
Marijuana. It's so great. How come they never put it in a cola?
But there's a time and a place. And I need you laser -focused right now. But
what I'm saying is, please don't do any drugs.
At least not tonight. You got it, boss.
And let me know if you see that spatula.
I feel like I just saw it. I'm not convinced the message really got through
young Gabriel. Maybe I keep tabs on Gabe today. Make sure he's walking the
straight and narrow.
Oh, come on.
Jay's being totally unreasonable.
420 is Gabe's Christmas. You don't ask someone to not do drugs on Christmas.
Welcome to Woodstone, Mr. Mayor. It's an honor to have you here.
Please call me Tad and thank you both for all you're doing for the local
economy. Your hotel, your restaurant. All the business you sent to the local
mortuary. It has been a lot of damage.
I've actually been here.
Years ago, someone very special to me lost their life here. Maybe narrow it
for us now.
Oh, we're so sorry to hear that.
It was prom night, 1987.
Todd?
Oh, he's talking about Stephanie. My date and I were attacked by a lunatic
escapee from the insane asylum.
The one that's at Starbucks now?
That I'm totally not afraid of? I tried to fend off the killer.
I was knocked unconscious.
My girlfriend Stephanie didn't make it.
Oh, my God, that's awful.
To think she didn't live to see the beautiful mall going up on I -87, thanks
my administration.
Even while we're counting a tragic tale, he must have based himself for a vote.
The system still works.
You know, I actually had a pretty traumatic prom night myself.
You see, I thought I was pen pals with this French exchange student.
His prom date was hacked to death in front of him.
We don't have to get into that whole thing.
Let's just see the restaurant.
I can't believe that's Stephanie's prom date. We gotta wake her up. She's gonna
want to see him. But she's so mean and scary.
And yet, this could be our chance to get on her good side.
I want her to like me. I don't know why.
I know. Me too.
I'm desperate for it.
Yay. And so busted.
Oof, this stuff reeks.
My mouth is dry.
This music is amazing.
Do you remember Bugle?
Oh, that's right. You can't hear me.
Do you remember Bugle?
Dad doesn't run from problems. Oh, I see. So this is sort of like your
theme. I may not have ultimately fended off Stephanie's attacker, but I gave it
my best effort.
That's what I promise I'll do for the people of this town.
Yes! I would follow him into battle.
Yeah, I bet that dog in Kingston never gave a speech like that.
Anyway, that's why I wanted to launch my re -election campaign here at
Woodstown. This place means a lot to me.
Sam, tell this douche nozzle to hit the... a brick.
Look who's awake, guys. Excuse me. I need to take this. Craig, talk to me.
Oh, you're so old now. You look like a math teacher.
Sam, tell him that. I'm sorry. What is going on? We thought she'd be happy to
learn of her prom date's presence, but it was a cross miscalculation.
Hi, Trevor.
You're looking good. Stephanie, you're 17.
You're too young for me.
Technically, I'm 55 now.
Then you're too old for me. Stephanie!
What's your issue with Tad? My issue is that I hate him.
Tad doesn't run from problems? What the hell does that mean? It refers to how he
stood up to the chainsaw killer to try to save you.
It's sent a piece of Tad's mayoral campaign.
Oh, that's interesting.
Because it's a total lie.
Stephanie, what do you mean Tad's story was all a lie?
He didn't try to save me. The only person he cared about saving was
In fact, as the killer was bearing down on us, Tad shoved me to the side and ran
off.
That is so sad.
Do you want to comfort me? Just stop.
Sam, you gotta expose this jerk. Take him down.
Look, it's obviously a terrible story, but we're really trying to get those
permits.
Sam! He left me to die.
And not even the worst part of the story, but... The corthage he got me is,
like, super ugly.
Hey, Pete.
Oh, hey, Flower.
Flower. Oh, Flower.
That's what bread's made out of.
Okay.
That's actually a pretty cool observation.
What have you been up to today?
Oh, let's see. I was, um... I was with Gabe in his car. I caught him smoking
weed.
And then I had the strangest desire to smell bread for a second.
And that was like an hour ago.
Oh. Pete.
Hmm? I think you're high.
What?
Ghosts can't get high. I didn't think so either, but it actually makes a lot of
sense. We can smell things, and you were in an enclosed space with smoke. And
now, you're just like that bread.
Totally baked.
No, no, no. But Pete Martino does not do drugs.
Relax, man. It's group.
It's not groovy. I'm not the kind of guy who smokes grass.
I'm the kind of guy who cuts grass in my wife's gardening hat while drinking a
lemonade. Oh, I could really go for a lemonade right now. My mouth is so dry.
Chill out, Pete.
There's nothing wrong with a little wacky tobacco, especially now that
ghost.
Nobody's going to arrest you.
You're not going to lose your job.
I guess that's true.
You're not going to jump into a tank at SeaWorld because you think the dolphins
invited you to live in their underwater kingdom.
I was not worried about that. The point is, it's 4 .20 and you're dead.
Live a little.
So, Tad is a liar and a coward and the creepy attic ghost wants us to expose
him? Yes, and she's in the room.
Stephanie!
Hey, girl.
Sam, you don't want to upset a powerful figure.
Yeah, I can cause many problems.
I was talking about Stephanie. The way she can locate a hidden insecurity, it's
like Ben Franklin's ability to sniff out a pastry.
God have mercy on his belt.
I just think we need to do what's right here, Jay.
It's not that simple, babe. Yes, Tad did a terrible thing, but us calling him
out and sabotaging our own restaurant is not going to change the past.
That's the only way to change the past, is to go to Midgard Gate and tickle
Belly or fire something.
Sure. We are constantly doing things for the ghosts. It's okay to choose
ourselves for once.
I mean, she's not even one of the main ghosts.
You!
Did not. I'm sorry, guys. This is not on Sam. It's on me. I'm putting my foot
down. We're going to give the mayor a great time, and then we're going to get
our permits.
Okay, Sam?
Okay. Seriously?
This is worse than when that freak Sandra Kay beat my high score in Dig
What is Dig Dug?
Jay, Thor's asking what Dig Dug is.
Well, it all started in 1982.
I just want to leave the room first. Fair enough.
What do you do when you're confronted with lizards, but all you have is a
bicycle pump?
Boring. It's not just lizards or figars, as they're called in the game. It's
also pukas. Now, what's a puka?
I'm glad you asked.
What are you talking about?
Flower said Peter got high while attempting to narc on Gabriel.
Pete getting high?
That doesn't seem like something he would do.
It's true. Peter doesn't seem the type to engage in that kind of behavior.
But he's recently done a lot of things that would have previously seemed out of
character. What do you mean?
He punched Thor in the face and discovered he was secretly in the mafia.
he's out there roaming, dating up a storm?
Bob Peter is a changed man.
Oh, when you put it like that, it's almost like Pete's a bit of a bad boy.
And in many ways, the city's budget crisis is a metaphorical chainsaw killer
from which I will not run.
I can't. I can't. He ran away like a little bitch.
Feels bad, Jay.
I know, babe, but just remember, Permits. Stephanie is someone's
and her feelings matter.
Girl, Dad, I get it now. I may not have been able to save Stephanie, but I will
save commuters over 15 minutes round trip to Albany when we add that carpool
lane to Route 80.
So he saved 15 minutes off of Fortnite's journey. Who cares?
What are you going to do about the wolves?
Saw a bunch of cars pull up to the barn. I thought that dump was still closed.
Sam and Jay are hosting a fundraiser for the mayor, who, it turns out, was
Stephanie's prom date. He woke Stephanie up, thinking she'd be happy to see him,
but apparently she hates him because of his pathetic actions that fateful night.
They run away like cowards, leaving Stephanie to die, unlike Thor, who
protected Alberta's backside from Ricochet.
Wait, that's not what happened with Stephanie and her prom date.
What? What are you talking about?
I was there that night, just minding my own business, watching two teens make
out, when this psycho chainsaw guy came out of the forest.
He was heading straight for Stephanie, but her boyfriend was having none of it.
So Ted didn't push Stephanie in front of the murderer?
No, he rushed right at the killer. But then the killer clocked him with the
of the chainsaw, knocking him out. If anything, that kid was a hero.
So Stephanie made the whole story up? But why would she do that?
What am I, a phrenologist?
Teens are nuts.
Because I don't run away from problems. Let's fix this pothole.
I can't believe you.
You're letting him exploit my death like this?
I think we have to say something.
Who's with me?
Yes!
You're right. This guy sucks.
You know what? Permits be damned. Let's take him down.
Oh, my God.
You guys rock.
I'm sorry. I have a question.
It's not really a Q &A.
How do you sleep at night?
Tell him, Sam.
This guy's entire story about Stephanie is a lie.
What's going on? Sam and Jay are calling out the mayor.
He didn't try to save Stephanie.
He ran away!
Like a punk!
Oh, this is unfortunate.
I'm sorry, I have no idea what you two are talking about. We're talking about
you running away and leaving your prom date to die.
That is 100 % false.
And another thing... Difficult timing, but Stephanie lied.
Babe, another thing, newer thing?
Tad didn't run away.
In fact, the entire story is true, and Nancy witnessed it.
And another thing is you passed the test.
What? You did not... run away from this false accusation. And that is the kind
of leadership that this town needs. Who's with me?
You lied. Why would you do that? You've made fools out of Samantha and Jay.
Okay, fine. He didn't run away.
But he's still a douche nozzle.
What did he do?
I don't want to talk about it.
Anyway, you were saying something about potholes.
Damn wolves.
Don't let them off the hook about the wolves. They dragged away far too many
our butlers.
Hey, Pete.
Bertie.
I had no idea you were a jazz fan.
Since my oboe days.
Sure, I'll throw on some REO Speedwagon if I want to bang out 50 reps on the
Thighmaster, but when it's time to chill, I'm a jazz man.
I had no idea.
What do you like about it?
No rules.
Controlled chaos.
Or maybe I'm just attracted to the danger.
Maybe I am, too.
Stephanie, what the hell? You made us look like idiots.
I can't believe you lied to us. I mean, dishonesty is basically her defining
characteristic.
Which I like about you. If it's true that Tad defended you that night, why do
you have a grudge against him? Okay, fine.
He didn't run away or whatever.
But Tad did something even worse.
See, the week after I was killed, there was a vigil.
And everyone was there because I was, like, really, really popular.
The sportos, the motorheads, the dweebies.
No offense, Sam.
Anyways, I'd been dead, like, five days, and there was Tad standing hand in hand
with my lab partner slash best friend, Melanie Del Vecchio.
This is so senseless.
Stephanie was such a gentle soul.
You slut!
We are going to miss her so much. I hope you drown in your... parents' waterbed,
Tad, you dillweed.
Just to reintroduce myself, I'm Pete. Happy to give you that new ghost
orientation whenever you get a second.
Ew. I hate your knees.
That's probably the grief talking.
No, they're gross.
So you tried to get us to destroy his career because he hurt your feelings. He
moved on right away.
He was the love of my life, and apparently I meant nothing to him.
What's a lab, partner?
You okay, Pete?
I'm not gonna lie, Thor.
Alberta and I just had a moment.
Go on.
And then there was a moment.
We were just looking into each other's eyes, and suddenly I started to lean in.
You leaned?
I leaned. She leaned? She leaned.
And then?
Well, I'm not one for lurid details, but her lips, they puckered.
You mint!
Oh, and that's when you kissed.
Not exactly.
Pete, please tell me that's not your palm on my face.
I am so sorry. I think what happened... Your palm is still on my face!
Yeah, so... I'll see you later, Pete.
I've had a crush on Alberta for so long, but I'm exclusive with Donna.
I can't be a cheater.
Oh, face palm by Pete.
That's a tough pill to swallow.
That's coming from someone who swallowed a lot of pills.
This is a disaster.
Now it's going to take months before we get the permits to reopen the
restaurant. In your guy's defense, you did a great thing, pulling out a hero
move for Stephanie.
Yeah, how were you to know she was lying when all you've had to draw from was
every single other experience you've had with her?
Uh, I'm just here to pick up my campaign buttons.
Oh, it's no problem. We're happy to leave them out for the guests.
Why? So you can change Tad to bad?
Ugh, why did I just give you that suggestion?
I'm such an ideas guy.
Look, Tad, uh, Mr. Mayor, we are really sorry, and the truth is...
I'm excited for this explanation.
We were very high because it's 420. You are?
I love that, Sam.
I thought this jerkwad left.
We're just hoping that that doesn't interfere with you helping us out with
permits. Oh, I'm not helping you out with anything.
Yeah, that seems obvious.
But you gotta love Jay for trying.
Are we ready, Ted?
Wait, is that... This is Melanie.
It is.
Old Melanie.
She looks like her mom, who was actually really cool. She let me drink at her
house. Hi, I'm Tad's wife.
They got married?
You got married? I mean, you're married? I mean, how long have you been married?
Just to give you some context, they're high.
You are, Sam?
I love that. It'll be 30 years this June. We met in high school.
Oh, so you knew Stephanie, too.
Yeah.
She was my best friend.
Stephanie was sort of the thing that brought us together. She was...
So special to both of us.
After the incident, we were both so grief -stricken. And we found solace in
other. Huh.
I mean, I guess that's kind of nice.
We actually named our daughter Stephanie.
Seriously?
That's so sweet.
It's good that something nice came out of this terrible tragedy.
And again, we're so sorry about before.
You know what? This has been a strange evening.
But you guys seem like decent people.
I'll give the permit office a call and see what I can do. Really?
Thank you. But please, in the future, you can split the gummies in half.
Oh.
What are gummies?
It's like edible pot.
Whoa. The munchies are the drugs?
I died too soon, man.
Like, messed up.
I mean, we're dead, but everyone just keeps missing.
Whoa.
Like, what even is that?
Guys, I don't feel anything.
I don't think it's working.
I think I'm having a heart attack.
We are floating on a rock right now, hurtling through space.
I planted that tree, and now it's huge.
Think about that.
Wait, does everybody in this car hate me? Be honest.
You know who's random?
Jenkins.
Yeah, he is random.
You guys are lightweights.
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