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Start the car! Start the car!

What happened?

I j... kinda had to break in a little.

- Wait, you what?! - I looked everywhere.

There are no black doors in all of town hall.

Oh, yeah. Maybe the spirit of a dead guy

wasn't the most reliable source.

Just drive.

So, we have to stop people from mystically erasing crimes

at the black door, but there's no black door at town hall.

-Hi. -CARSON: Hey.

-How are we doing today? -Just can't believe

it's been exactly a year

since we lost Mom.

Don't really know how to feel.

Does that make sense?

It does.

I was thinking,

your mom always loved the house

being full of people.

What if we do something special tonight to celebrate her?

You can invite all your friends.

I don't think so.

I just... I don't really need

anyone piling their pity on top of my sadness.

-Oh, okay, well... -But I do want

to mark the one-year anniversary with you.

Okay.

I will see you

- later tonight. - Okay.

Is that dad number one?

Mm. Anything in there about black doors

- or creatures that erase crimes? - Actually, I think so.

Bess asked me to track down a Welsh relic

that could be a companion piece to the roundel,

so, you know me, I did what I do, and, boom.

The relic just got delivered.

Think I'm gonna take it over to her.

I will come with. Let me just send a group text

- real quick. - Wait, right now?

I-I don't know. I thought maybe you

- want to take the day off. - No.

I'm fine. And don't say anything

to anyone about what today is.

I just want a normal day.

Okay. Great.

So, what about Nancy?

We're, uh, taking some time apart.

And I don't make that face.

No.

No.

Don't try to fool me.

'Cause that's your plan.

You know, a boat on the ocean, where I'm stuck, you just

think that I'll open up. But really, I'm good.

Ooh. Um, here, just to be safe,

don't open this until I get inside, all right?

- I got to take this call. - Okay.

Hey.

I didn't think you would come.

Well, you need help, right?

Let's see what you got.

♪ I look out my window phone... ♪

And if given the chance,

I would be honored to serve on town council.

Go with "proud," not "honored."

You're Grim-Slaying Nick, you should be confident.

I am, but if Grim-Slaying Nick

wants to change stubborn minds about the supernatural,

he's got to get on the council first.

And "honored" is confident,

with a touch of humble.

Hm.

Uh, who has you smiling like that?

There is no smiling.

I'm texting a guy from class

who wants to go over an assignment later.

A study date.

- It's not a date. - Mm.

Cameron is a very nice, very smart,

very conventionally good-looking guy

who wants to go over torts

and could not be less interested in me.

Update: there are

no black doors in all of town hall.

We're missing something.

I would love to help,

but I am meeting someone at the historical society.

Aren't you banned from doing

or saying or touching anything supernatural?

Correct. Yesterday.

Yesterday, you were banned, Bess.

The Galley brothers can wait.

- Is that a musical group? - Uh, no.

They are brothers from New Brunswick.

One has inherited the family curse

to hear voices of the dead until he goes mad,

and I can cure it.

But don't you think the bloody horseshoes were a warning?

Clearly, the FFTH is watching you.

Okay, so Bess is busy.

- Nick? - Oh, I got to sing

for my seat on the council.

That leaves three.

Uh, two. George has a study date.

Please stop calling it that.

Hey, I found something.

Uh...

HBPD arrest report

mentions a black door.

Jack Rea was arrested in 2002

for murdering his coworker.

When the cops took him in, he said...

"Let me get to the black door."

That sounds like a guilty man

hoping to make it all go away. Where was he arrested?

Unclear.

It's completely redacted. In better news,

my dad was the arresting officer.

Is this my, uh, parcel from Ryan?

Oh, Bess, wait.

All right.

Catch me up. What'd I mi...

What... Oh.

Oh, no.

Ah, no, Nancy.

Nancy, hey. You okay?

Hey, I told you not to open the box.

I didn't open it.

Nancy?

Whoa. Trippy.

I'm sorry. I opened it.

Oh, my God, is that me?

Am I dead?

You're not dead, but I shrank.

Why am I wearing Bess' ridiculously

uncomfortable shoes?

Whoa.

Okay, um...

A-Are you saying that you all...

Body swapped.

Whoa.

♪ ♪

- I don't believe this. - It's really on there, huh?

Who's in my body again?

If you're in my body, do not eat peanuts.

That's George. I'm Nick.

And Bess is, uh, me.

Nancy and Ace, clean swap. Ryan is...

Oh, Ryan. Ryan is still Ryan,

head to toe.

Whoa!

Oh, oh, sorry.

I am really strong.

New workout. Cross training.

Good job.

Okay, the relic did this. This isn't the one I ordered.

I'm gonna find out what this is and who sent it

and-and get you guys back to your own skins.

The only corporeal-shifting relic that I've heard of

is called Bennu's Diamond.

But this isn't a diamond.

Maybe it's diamond-shaped.

These grooves could attach to another piece.

- This is only half the relic. - Ace is right.

- I'm Nancy. - Nancy's right.

What do you guys think about getting name tags?

Would finding the other half of Bennu's Diamond

- switch us back? - Perhaps.

I'd know more if I had access to my books.

Bloody FFTH.

Find the other half of the diamond.

That's how we fix this.

Right, I'll call my relic contact, see what's out there.

- I'll-I'll get Red on it, too. - Ryan?

Yeah?

Don't forget Carson's breakfast burritos

and don't let him know anything's up.

I don't want him worried about me.

- Especially not today. - Okay.

- Go. - Yeah.

No, but the-but the Galley brothers are counting on me.

They're counting on Bess, not Nick.

Nick has to give a speech to town council.

What? I-I can't do that. I'm not-I'm not a politician.

Play it cool. Read the words exactly as written.

- It's a slam dunk. - Right. Right.

I should probably learn some, um, sports metaphors.

Uh, G-George, George, where- where are you taking my body?

To meet the Galley brothers and send them home.

Bess, I know you wanted to help, but not today.

Uh, yes, yes. I hate it, but I-I get it.

Wait, wait! Trade phones.

Oh, yeah.

There you go.

We'll need answers from my dad, but he'll

expect his son to know ASL.

I can handle it.

I picked up a little ASL.

I've been watching videos when we were...

You were learning ASL?

That's a no. I'm coming with.

People expect to see my mom's locket on that body.

They'll get over it. Take it.

Captain Thom, hi.

Ace is helping me with an investigation.

Thanks. I've been practicing.

Can we ask you about an old murder case

you worked in 2002

involving a man named Jack Rea?

The yacht club?

Hey, check it out. "More than 200 years old,

"the building that housed the yacht club

"was originally used as a community meeting place

and town hall."

Ron was right.

I just broke into the wrong town hall.

When you arrested Rea

at the yacht club,

do you remember

exactly where it happened?

Across from the fireplace.

Well, we should check it out.

And Nancy Hudson

- has a family membership. - Right.

I, Nancy Hudson, this gal,

can get us into the yacht club legally.

Fine.

Fishing? Yes.

Fishing.

Yeah.

Yeah, great.

Have you talked to Nancy today?

I did, yeah.

She's, um she's maintaining.

How about you?

How you doing?

I am okay.

But...

I want to remember Kate.

Celebrate her.

Nancy...

she just wants her mom back.

She's grieving.

Your grief matters, too, man.

It's okay to celebrate Kate.

I do.

In little ways, every day, I do.

Do I prioritize Nancy's grieving over mine?

Yeah, probably, but that's being a parent.

Uh... I got to run.

Um, if Nancy needs anything, you know...

It's not like she needs dad number two

lurking around but...

you know, just call.

Yeah. Good.

Yo. Trade shoes with me.

- No. - Fine.

I'll just stumble over to the historical society

to turn down the Galley brothers.

Oh, God, I forgot to cancel Cameron.

He's on his way here.

Go.

You have to pretend to be me.

Tell Cameron you're sick. Postpone.

Sure, but if you postpone, he might think you're a flake.

Damn it, you're right. He will.

Okay, don't postpone, but keep it short.

Here's what you know: he's 21, one sibling,

hates guns, loves coffee.

George, I got you.

I know you better than anyone.

What is it we're studying?

Torts. Do you know torts?

I know they're a dessert.

Uh...

- Hi. - Hey, good to see you.

Nick. Damn it.

Afternoon. My name is Nancy Hudson,

as it says on my family membership card,

here with one distinguished guest.

I'm sorry, Miss Hudson,

today is members-only lunch.

It happens twice a month. No guests permitted.

It's in the newsletter.

Can I persuade you to make an exception?

Excuse us.

All right.

Why are you messing with my hair?

Trying to make me look presentable.

'Cause you're gonna have to find the black door alone.

Good luck, Nancy.

Bess Marvin? My name is Luke.

This is my brother Matthew. We left a message...

Uh, the, uh,

"History of Fishermen."

The exhibit is right this way.

Hey, I got your message,

but I'm really sorry, I can't help you.

No. We drove all night and spent

every penny we had to get here

because we heard you could cure him.

He turns 18 next week.

It'll be too late if we wait any longer.

It's very dusty here.

- A man named Aristotle hates all the dust. - Matthew, wait, stop, Matthew.

- Okay. Okay. - Aristotle?

He used to work here. And he passed here.

You really do hear voices of the dead, huh?

Our parents believe the voices are a gift from God.

They're not.

He'll be unreachable soon.

The voices will drown out everything else.

It's not a gift.

No, I know, my mom...

Me friend's mum...

suffers from it.

Protecting family from family.

I get how tough that is.

Okay, the point is, a peppercorn alone...

it doesn't merit consideration.

Torts. Am I right?

Not on question number 12. Thank you.

Oh, but you kicked my ass in liability.

Maybe we do that next.

Definitely, but that is probably a whole other session, though.

I'm in. Name a time and place.

You are a mystery, George Fan.

I thought... I thought you hated black coffee.

I... I do.

You are so right.

Here. One cream, one and half sugars, right?

You know my coffee order?

Yeah, well, I remember things you tell me.

Yeah? Why is that?

Look at you.

Running a restaurant, raising your sisters,

taking names in pre-law classes.

I want to be able to say I knew you when.

I firmly believe

I would be an asset, and I would be honored

and proud to represent this town

I now call home.

Thank you.

- Thank you, Mr. Nickerson. - And that concludes this meeting.

Thank you to our candidates,

- and have a... - Excuse me, Mr. Chair.

Go ahead, Mrs. Farquar,

please.

For those who don't know, my name is Callie Farquar.

Born and raised Horseshoe Bay,

proud mom of two sons.

I'm also the spokesperson for Families for Truth in History.

Oh. Thank you.

Thank you.

My question is for Ned Nickerson.

I'm just curious. What are your thoughts about

our historical society?

Our historical society is a vital resource

for education and history.

It has helped a lot of people.

Tell that to the young boy who was brainwashed

by the extremist who's now running it.

As a council member,

will you prioritize this town

over the dangerous whims of Bess Marvin,

who has no regard for our citizens?

No regard? The fact...

Um...

We all want the same thing.

To live in a town that is safe.

That will be my priority.

Thank you.

This is Cornelius Gold. My yacht has lost power.

We're heading right for your dock right now.

Oh, oh, we're taking on water, too. Help! Help!

Across from the fireplace.

What are you doing?

It's members only.

I thought you might need my help.

Or you can't stay away from a mystery.

This banister is made from

wood from the Governance,

the first ship that arrived in Horseshoe bay.

Ends at the floor, like no banister

in the history of banisters ever.

And not for nothing, but we're doing a terrible job

giving each other the space we asked for.

Trust me, it would be a lot easier to be in

- any other body but yours. - Miss Hudson.

I was explicitly clear that only members were allowed in.

Please escort them off the premises.

Locker room.

Hi. I'm very sorry to interrupt, but I need

to borrow George.

- Be right back. - Okay.

What are you doing?

I said keep it short.

George, he's a great guy,

and I think he really likes you.

Really?

No, we don't have time for this.

I brought the Galley brothers here.

- Oh. Change of heart? - No.

Just more like I remembered I had one.

Tell him you need to go.

Your call.

I just got to let him know when and where.

When and where what?

You've got another study date.

I'm gonna help Bess with a delivery.

Yeah. Bye.

Is that guy following me?

Ace, I'm sorry I was impatient.

I'm not exactly myself today.

I get it. It's a weird day,

for a lot of reasons.

Ace's phone, this is Ace.

Yeah, you got it.

Ryan needs my help. Looks like he found

the other half of Bennu's Diamond.

Great. Let's hope it works.

Okay, Bess is on her way.

You're not Bess?

I am, but I'm not.

It's a long story.

Bess.

How did the speech go?

Um, mixed results.

But the Families for Truth in History

publicly confirmed their disdain

for Bess Marvin.

That explains the FFTH foot soldier out there

watching my every move.

You still want to do this, right?

More than ever.

Uh, Nick, do we have an airtight jar?

Hi, I'm Bess Marvin. I'm the Keeper.

- It's a-it's a... - Long story?

Love to hear it later.

Right, right.

We're going to remove a curse.

But, due to, um, circumstances,

we will be, um,

improvising a bit.

Uh, this is all we got.

It'll have to do.

Once the curse is removed,

it'll be quite supernaturally toxic.

Without the archive boxes to safely store it,

we'll need a more permanent alternative.

Somewhere pressurized, where the containment can't be breached.

What about the ocean? Captain Thom asked Ace

to go fishing tonight. He said yes.

If the ocean is deep enough,

the water pressure might work.

Great.

Ready for the ritual?

Nancy, keep watch, please.

Oh, and watch out for table ten. FFTH spy.

Grilled cheese with fried pickles.

Oh, right here.

Thank you very much.

That was Mom...

- That was Kate's favorite lunch. - Hey, Ace.

How did you know that?

Uh, Nancy told me once.

She also told me her mom started a tradition

of birthday cake fights.

Something about

days of washing buttercream frosting out of her hair.

Yeah.

It's nice to hear Nancy shared happy memories of her mom.

Sometimes I worry she only remembers the sad ones.

I wish you could have known Kate.

- She was so much fun. - Yeah, I...

I bet she was.

Lobster must have gotten out again.

Done. The curse is sealed up in this jar.

It's been pickled.

Told you, buddy.

- Thanks again. - You're welcome.

Thank you.

Take care.

May I present

the other half of Bennu's Diamond.

Ah.

Are we ready?

Yes.

Politics wasn't as bad as I thought,

but I think I'll leave it to you.

And thanks for helping with Cameron.

Our next study date is dinner. No books.

I'm happy to be your body-swapped wingman.

It was weird to be you. But good weird.

Okay. Should we, like,

put a pad down on the floor this time or...

Whoa.

Oh.

Hey. Hey, did it work?

Oh, yeah, that's me.

Should have put down pads.

Hey, I can reach tall things again.

You-you broke my shoes.

No, Bess, I saved your feet.

Okay, time for me to figure out who pranked me with this gift.

Hey, you never told me how the speech went.

It was great. You were very impressive.

There was one curveball.

Did I use that right?

Nice.

Well, what was it?

You know what I keep thinking about?

- Banister at the yacht club? - Mm-hmm.

You know, they close early tonight.

It's in the newsletter.

I had this whole speech planned

about how you shouldn't go

looking for secret passageways alone, but...

Instead, you're offering me a ride?

If you want one.

I know what you lost a year ago today.

I just wanted to be here for you

in case you need anything.

Thank you.

I mean it.

And you're not allowed to be mad at me.

But you are going fishing tonight.

Nancy?

Walkie check.

Good check.

There you are.

What was that?

Oh, just a hidden staircase

leading to a secret basement.

Oh, my God.

What? What happened?

Oh, it's just a statue

hanging from the ceiling.

I think this is the figurehead of the Governance.

There's pieces of the Governance

and books and journals.

References to "breathing life

into the eater of burdens."

There's an imprint of something powerful

that happened here.

It's like a supernatural bomb went off.

I think this is where

they created the monster.

In this room.

Ace?

Nancy, can you-can you hear me?

Ace, can you hear me?

"I seek to put the past behind.

"I must pay, but I will find

"my trespass it will swallow whole,

this burden erased from my soul."

The black door.

It tracks that the creepy colonizers who murdered Odette

would have a corpse lady tied to their ship.

I feel like her scream was an alarm

to awaken the monster.

I wonder if she was some kind of idol

or human sacrifice.

When I spoke the words etched into the mirror,

it started a ritual that transformed it

into the black door.

And if I had spoken a crime and completed the ritual,

I think that the monster

would have been summoned to erase it.

Good news: we know where the black door is.

We can stake it out and make sure

no one else calls on that creature.

It's been underneath the yacht club this whole time,

so my guess is it has protectors.

People deliberately guarding it for two centuries.

So they can use it themselves.

Makes sense that they would have

Jack Rea's police report redacted.

If we can't stop people from using the black door,

why don't we just destroy the monster instead?

We don't even know what it is.

We do now.

This book contains the steps and ingredients

the founders used to create the monster.

And it has a name.

The Sin Eater.

Hmm. How appropriate.

Okay, so now we have its name

and what it took to create it.

Yeah, it's a start.

Now let's figure out how to kill it.

This is the curse Bess extracted from the Galleys.

We need you to drop it in the ocean

when you're out fishing with your dad tonight,

or else they could escape.

Way to lock me into fishing.

Well, it could be fun.

It is fun.

Till the engine dies and you slip in fish guts

and you're left with fishy clothes and nothing for dinner.

And memories.

That's all you're really left with...

just messy, stupid memories

that stick around, and...

good or bad, you get to make more of them.

Go be with your dad.

Are you all right?

Hmm?

I've never really relied on anyone before,

outside of my parents.

And then you all came around

and we made this other little family.

And it really scares me.

Because...

...it's been a year, today,

since I lost my mom.

And I don't think that I would survive

losing another person that I love.

- Nancy, we're so sorry. - I'm sorry.

Hey, scary or not,

intrusive or not,

annoying or not,

we are a family.

And we are always here for you.

I know you are.

Oh.

Ned Nickerson.

Our newest town council member.

Congratulations.

Your endorsement was a surprise

after how you baited me at the Q and A.

I didn't bait you. I tested you.

Now I know we want the same thing:

to keep this town safe.

Except here's the difference.

I want to keep this town safe from people like you.

From someone who'd want to take away our free will,

our books, our rights.

That's why I turned down the seat.

So I can focus on that fight.

You're making a big mistake.

Yeah, well, wouldn't be my first.

Yeah, but it was memorable.

I know.

Nancy...

just didn't work out.

And we...

we tried to stay apart,

but can't.

Even it if hurts, we're just better together.

Mmm.

Yeah.

- Hey, Mr. Drew. - Hey.

What did you...

This is...

Exactly what Mom would have wanted.

You were right.

I just have clung to the sad memories, you know?

'Cause the happy ones

are somehow even harder to hold.

♪ ♪

- Hey. - Hey.

I turned down the council seat.

I'm taking on the FFTH my way.

Committee meetings aren't gonna help people

like the Galley brothers, we are.

Okay, but how?

We can't keep exorcising ghosts with kitchen supplies.

We need a new historical society.

A-a satellite location

that operates in secret outside of the law.

Grim-Slaying Nick is back, and I'm listening now.

Okay. I have an empty rental space in my building.

- It'll be risky, but... - Yeah, but

I've been a criminal before, and at least this time, we'll be

- helping people. - I heard the words "risky" and "criminal."

- Oh. - As your unofficial lawyer,

- do I want to know? - No, probably not.

- Mm-mmm. - But let's just leave it

as me and Nick aren't rolling over.

- I'm in. - George,

you have a lot of reasons to not get involved in this.

I said I'm in.

- Okay. - Hi. I, um...

Sorry, I'm interrupting.

I-I got Nancy's text about coming over.

Um, but I know tonight's about family, so...

- Just... - Yeah, exactly.

And you're stuck with us.

Oh.

Thanks, man.

Hey.

Glasses sent the pyramid.

Okay? They baited me with a fake code name.

They set me up.

I recently poached one of their biggest clients

and I think they're reminding me that they play dirty.

This is just a warning shot.

Don't start a war with the Glasses.

It's kind of too late.

Hey, you two?

Yeah.

It's okay.

Thanks.

If my mom were here, she would thank you all for coming.

And then she would probably tell an embarrassing story,

because she loves to make my dad blush.

Uh...

I thought that I wanted a normal day today.

But life is not normal.

And my mom wasn't, either.

She was silly and playful

and funny and full of joy,

and she'd want me to remember that.

So, on very special occasions,

we had a family tradition.

Oh. Uh...

Ugh.

It's on.

Oh!

Hey.

Um...

I just wanted to thank you

for agreeing to go fishing with my dad today.

I'm really glad that I went.

Well, I should thank you, too.

You really showed up for me today.

I noticed.

Before everything spun around today, I thought

maybe we'd start...

maybe we started to bring the worst out in each other.

But I was wrong.

It's hard to be your friend right now.

I'm a better person with you in my life.

I'm not happy without you in mine.

So, good night.

Good night.