All language subtitles for Nancy.Drew.2019.S02E06.

Two weeks
after surviving a death curse,

you'd think
there'd be nowhere to go but up.

And for some of us,
that's been the case.

You won't believe it,

but I was just thinking
about you, Ace.

Bessita.

How's yacht life?

Oh, wonderful.
I'll be home soon.

My chakras are aligning
by the minute.

I've been thinking
about getting that done.

GEORGE: Oh, my God,
this is amazing, Millie.

Millie, seriously,
this is so good.

Your mom's catfish recipe

is definitely going
in The Claw menu.

Uh-huh. I don't know
whether to be alarmed

or relieved that you two
have gotten so close.

Uh, found your supplies
for Hallowtime.

Allhallowtide.

It's Horseshoe Bay's festival
for remembering the dead.

Kids make lanterns
and release them at the shore

to represent
souls passing on.

Pagan holiday?

Wait, I don't know
what "pagan" means. It's...

- No, no, no, no. What?

N-No, no. No, Mom,
it's not a pagan holiday.

- It's a children's party.
- What is "pagan"?

It's a children's
party, okay?

It... George is leaving
her sister in charge

while the rest of us
are at Nancy's.

Tell your mom it's gonna be
a nice, non-pagan game night.

Gonna be a nice, non-pagan
game night. No, it's... Mom.

Some of us are
moving on full speed ahead.

And me?
Where did I move on to?

A morgue.

I moved on to the morgue.

My God, you're still talking.

I'm reflecting
on the irony.

There's nothing ironic
about burglarizing my morgue,

being arraigned for it,
and being assigned 500 hours

of community service
as punishment.

Here.

That's the...
that's the irony.

You should make
different life choices.

Well, I have 446
hours to figure out

what I'm gonna do next.

- It's only November.
- Dad,

Charles wants a grown-up
to play with.

Leo,
I'm still working, buddy.

Mommy plays with me

when I ask. Well, Mommy would
normally be with you after school,

but Mommy had to take an extra
shift at her flower shop.

Can you please play
with me and Charles?

Not right now. Drew.

- Hmm?
- Take a break from mopping.

Watch my kid
for a minute.

Um, babysitting is not a part
of my community service.

Uh, you were sentenced
to the morgue.

Kid's in the morgue.
You're watching Leo.

Hi, Leo.

What have you got?

Boris, Jagger,

and this is the new guy,
Charles.

He's the coolest one.

He can catch bad guys,
and he talks for real.

What? What does he say?
It's a toy.

Don't indulge him.

Charles says the spinning
berries make the world go round.

Hey, Doc.

Got a weird one for you.

What, are you playing
with dolls, Drew?

Male, mid-20s.

Found buried
in a backyard garden.

Neighbor's border Collie
wouldn't stop barking

and clawing
at this one patch of dirt.

Spinal column fully lacerated

and haphazardly
stitched together.

Body looks several days old,
judging by the decomp.

Yeah, someone
really did a number on him.

Cut him up and...

Sewed him
back together like a doll.

Oh, don't mind me.
I am just mopping.

Sorry.
Got the homeowner

in custody,
but I can't file charges

without a cause of death.
Can you handle it?

Oh, of course.

- I'll take good care of Body 670.
- Thanks.

I'll check back with you
in a couple hours.

Well, it's
gonna take longer than that.

What? It's just
me around here.

Sorry this isn't New York.

I know.
I've tried your bagels.

Hey, Detective.

Who's the suspect?

You know I'm gonna
find out anyway.

You missed a spot.

What do you mean,
I didn't read the schedule? I...

What forwarded e-mail?

Never mind. It's fine.
I can take him.

Y-Yes. I got him. Okay.

All right, Leo.

Let's hit the restroom,

then I can take you
to your thing, okay?

But Nancy didn't get
to play with Charles.

Well, next time, okay?

I'll punch your time card
when I get back.

Keep your hands to yourself.

You're on camera.

Couple of months ago,

I would've convinced myself
that was nothing.

Hey.

Nancy.

Listen, I'm not gonna be able
to meet you for lunch today.

I'm really sorry,
but I promise we can reschedule.

Oh.

You're upset.
No. No, it's okay.

I'm sure, whatever it is,
it's probably big.

It's a case. One that can help
repair my reputation.

And this particular client
will pay very well if I win.

Well, I have total faith
that you will.

Thanks,
but this one won't be easy.

Why? Did they find a body

in her backyard or something?

Oh, you got that case.

Where are you right now?

Nowhere in particular.

You're doing
your community service

at the morgue, aren't you?

Okay. I'm gonna hang up now.
I'll call you back later. Bye.

Leo, sit tight.

I'll be right back.

You missed a spot.

I didn't have time to cook.
How much food

is George letting us take
from The Claw for game night?

Enough for five people.

Ah, so five cans of tuna?

Let's order from Lu Chow's.

I can pick it up on the way.

- Yeah.

We can make Nick pick it up.

Maybe pizza.
That's always easy.

Plus, we made Nick
get food last time

- from that weird place Bess
wanted to try, so...

Is everything okay?

Hold on, I'll call you back.

Ted, you want one or two?

- I want three.
- Very wise, Ted.

My mom's catfish
is outstanding.

Um, why do you shake it
in the bag like that?

Yeah, hasn't that poor fish
suffered enough indignity?

Millie said
every step is crucial,

and I am not deviating.

Now, where is that corn oil?

What's going on?

We're gonna die! We're
gonna die!

- We're gonna die!
- No, no, nobody's dying.

- CHARLIE: What's happening?
- NICK: We're fine. We're fine.

- Stay there, Ted.

Stay there, Ted.
Nobody's dying.

Nobody's dying.
Everything's fine.

Everything's fine.

- Right, George?

- Right?
- Yeah.

- Totally fine. What happened?

Shouldn't we

be asking you that?

- I went to go get corn oil.
- No,

- you got olive oil.
- No.

Millie specifically said
not to use olive oil

- because of the low smoking point.

Did you burn
your knuckle hair again?

No, it was just
an oil mishap. Is it time?

I'm gonna destroy all of you.

Game night Ace crushes.

Please...

please tell me that's
a decoration for game night.

Nancy, did you...
kill someone?

What? No, Bess!

This body was brought
to the morgue today.

And the next thing I know,
it fell out of my cabinet.

He follow you home?

How?

I don't know, I don't know.

Okay, and we-we're sure
he's actually dead?

No, no, no, don't,
don't, don't touch him!

- Oh, he smells.
- Right, okay.

So I'm calling the cops.

No, you're not. If you call
the cops, we all get arrested.

ACE: She's got a really good
point... Detective Tamura

already thinks we got
a thing for dead bodies, so I...

Yeah, Tamura is not woke
to the supernatural.

So I think
that this body wants me

- to solve his murder.
- Are you sure this isn't you just

feeling aimless and grasping
for a sense of identity

during your gap year?

This body is clearly haunted.

Something was done to it
and I found...

...this in its mouth

at the morgue.

Yeah, that's probably
why he followed you home.

My mom says never steal
from the dead.

Yeah, I think it's
from a ritualistic practice,

or a calling card
from a serial killer.

- Ooh.
- Yeah, you know, I don't think

that a, a normal coroner

is gonna be able to wrap
his head around this.

No, even worse.

They could get
hurt, you know?

We have no idea what this
haunted corpse is capable of.

I hate to say this, but we do
have more practical experience

with the supernatural
than Connor the Surly Coroner.

Exactly,
which is why we need

to be the ones to figure out
what happened.

So if you could just hang tight
and keep an eye on him,

maybe figure out
what that thing is?

- And...?
- And...

examine the body for a
potential cause of death.

NICK: No, we are not
performing an autopsy

- in your kitchen.
- No, you're absolutely right, Nick.

We should do it in the living
room... there's more space.

I'm not
proposing anything formal.

I just think

that it's an
opportunity

for observation
and conjecture.

ACE:
I concur.

It's not every day that...

you get the opportunity
to look at a haunted corpse.

Precisely, take your
opportunities when they come.

So, I won't be gone long...

with plenty of time to return
the body to the morgue

before anyone realizes
that he was gone.

What? And-and you'll
be where, exactly?

I will be talking
to the one person

who may know more about this
victim than she's letting on.

Bye.

So what were you doing

when the police found
the body

in your backyard?

Sewing.

Sewing what?

The hem in a men's
pair of trousers.

I'm a seamstress.

It's my passion.

Huh.

Carson, hello, uh,

you were running late,
so I let Darlene in.

I was just telling Nancy I heard

a ruckus out back.

I didn't pay it any mind.

Then the cops dug the body
up under the maple tree.

NANCY: And you weren't
curious about that at all?

I stay away from that tree.

Family superstition.

Nancy?

Hmm?

A moment?

The stitching on the body
at the morgue looked rushed.

Amateur.

Darlene sews professionally.
I don't think she did it.

Needlework isn't
a defense.

And you're not
my investigator.

You just being here
compromises attorney-client

- privilege.
- I'm trying to help you.

You told me that
you had to win this case

to rebuild your reputation
and your finances...

It's not your job to worry
about my finances.

Oh, my God, how bad is it?

I-I can handle it.

Some things kids shouldn't
have to handle.

If you want to help,

please go bank
a bunch of hours

of community service at
that nice, quiet morgue

where you can stay
out of trouble.

Yes, sir.

Okay, so we've got
a pizza cutter,

a paring knife
and some scissors.

Before we open up a haunted
corpse with a pair of scissors,

it might be worth

asking if any of us
are really ready to invite

all of this...
back into our lives?

Everything we've done with Nancy
the last few months

gave me a sense of purpose.

Does anybody else miss
that feeling?

Yeah, I wasn't excited
about game night anyway, so...

I'm gonna text Jesse.
If anyone can identify

weird creepy bugs,
it's her.

Okay, so
I'm thinking

we use the pizza cutter
for the outside layers,

and then the paring knife once

we're inside, okay?

What, you thinking
the other way around?

- No, I was not.

See, it pays to be related
to the president

of the Audubon Club.

"Trigonoscuta

yorbalindae"?

And she sent a,
sent a website.

Let me see that.

Okay, um, uh...

it says these beetles

have been extinct
for 100 years.

But they were inside a man
who only died a few days ago?

George, you want to
call Jesse and...?

George? George?

Were you singing in French?

No.

I don't speak French.

You okay?

Yeah, just a head rush.

Then you might
not want to look at this.

But also you should
come look at this.

Are those animal bones?

And flowers? NICK:
What kind of killer did this?

- You are no longer welcome here.
- Hannah, I know you're angry... Goodbye!

Remove your foot
and walk away.

There is a body in my kitchen.

A haunted one.

And I need your help.

And I know that
you are upset

about what transpired
two weeks ago...

"What transpired"?

You stole from me.

And destroyed my property.

Your actions could have
compromised two centuries' worth

of incredibly haunted objects
and exposed

- the town to unspeakable danger.
- I only took one thing.

But you opened all the boxes.

You exposed their contents
to the living.

It could've reawakened
whatever was inside.

That's why I begged you
not to do it.

Even now the security system
is still glitching.

I've tried to fix it,

but I don't know if the archive
boxes will stay closed.

Well, I have a friend
who can help with that, Nick.

He can fix anything mechanical,

even if it has
a supernatural component.

I am sorry about
the archive boxes.

But if this haunted
body in my kitchen

has anything to do

with what accidentally...

occurred...

then I have to fix it.

This victim's corpse,
it's filled with occult symbols

and items...
Animal bones, wildflowers,

insects... I have no idea
what any of that means.

Get inside.
Don't touch anything!

I just knew Carson would have
book.

That's classic dad.

Oh, hey, look at this,
it's called nightshade.

Highly poisonous to humans.

Do you think
that's how he died?

Bess, if he were poisoned,
the flowers would've been

in his stomach,
not his lungs.

God, remember when we didn't
have to know this kind of stuff?

So how's George?

Is she all right
with everything?

What, like that time
she literally died?

Yeah, she won't...

she won't talk about it.

And I don't want to push her
before she's ready.

You know, I learned
that lesson.

George isn't Nancy.

Yeah,
but she is George.

And she doesn't get pushed.

That's true enough.

You know, I have some...

experience in the basically
dead department.

I could
have that conversation.

Common ground.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah...
I-I appreciate that.

I got you.

Where'd that come from?

Okay, yeah,

Nancy needs to call
an exterminator.

Oh, my gosh.
Hey.

Look.

Colic root... it's been
extinct since 1879.

So this guy has a bunch
of animal bones in his gut,

extinct beetles in his mouth,
and flowers that have been MIA

since the 19th century
in his lungs?

Hold on.

Guys, this place is
infested with bugs.

Ew!

Okay, very dead
body suddenly bleeding.

We should call Nancy
with another update.

I can't find anything about
a corpse (phone chimes)

Strewn with deathwatch
beetles and unicorn root.

Try one that leaks

blood.

I know some clergy
who consult

on post-mortem curses.
I'll put the word out.

They're in Greece and
it's already nighttime there,

so I will call you
as soon as I hear anything.

Go home.

Keep an eye on that body.

Oh.

Maybe they'll go away.

Oh.

Shh.
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

Where is she?

Where's who?
Oh, is that your son?

He looks just like you.

Yeah, my wife was
supposed to take him,

but then she had a...
floral emergency.

I don't have time
to explain myself.

Where's Nancy?!
Oh. Oh, excuse you!

What the hell?

Leo, stay where you are.

Nancy, is there a bad guy
in your kitchen?

Leo, what are
you doing here?

Are you all out of your minds?

What made any of you think
this was okay?

Hey. I leave you alone in
the morgue for two minutes.

I check on Body 670
an hour later, it's gone.

Last thing
on the security camera was you

pushing boxes
in front of the lens.

You have a serious problem.

I'm calling the police.

Uh, to tell them what?

That you left
a proven burglar alone

doing her community service
in a morgue, against protocol?

Giving her, clearly,
plenty of time

to take a murder victim home?

I mean, that couldn't possibly

be good for your career.
Ugh...

You stay out of my way.

I'm getting the gurney.

Now what?

Leo, get in.

So...

If you say "Is game
night back on?"

I'm gonna propel myself
through a window.

Okay. But is game night
back on?

I owe you
a new sponge.

That blood looks fresh.

But Body 670 was
in the ground for days.

What kind of...
corpse bleeds like that?

One that isn't dead anymore.

I know what you're gonna say,
sweetie, and I know the answer.

The answer is "No."
Technically, no.

A child is not
supposed to be riding

in the front seat.
Yes, I'm aware.

I didn't ask.

Oh, your mother
will, though.

Even if she doesn't
say those words,

she'll ask
with her eyes.

"The coroner's van
only has two seats.

How'd you get him
home, honey?"

Well, guess what?

I was not supposed to be picking
up a kidnapped cadaver today.

It is not my job to provide
half-baked community service

for teenage felons.

None of this is my fault.

No. You know
whose fault it is?

I can't. No.
I mean, what is she?

Hmm?

An omnipresent... wizard.

Yeah.

That's what she is.

Hey, it's Connor. Please leave
a message after the beep.

Connor's still not answering.

Dad, stop!

Charles lost his arm!
Leo, I've got a body

in the back.
Charles lost his arm!

Oh, for the ever loving
love of...

Stay here.
I'll find it.

Don't worry, Charles.

Dad's gonna find your arm.

What now? Are you following me?

Hey!

Hey, buddy. You okay?

Thanks, Hannah.

Okay, no sign of Body 670. Ace,

can you get your hands on your
dad's police scanner, maybe?

Already fired it up.
He was alive.

That man was alive.

Okay, so according to Hannah,
that thing is not even a human.

It's an evil entity
masquerading as one.

What kind of entity
can even do that?

So, Hannah said
that it most likely belongs

to a class of malevolent spirits
called "therion,"

who are capable of
growing humanlike bodies.

Her contact
in Athens sent me a chart.

NICK:
So, we thought it was the victim

when it's actually
the monster?

- Right.
- How do we know which one

- it is, or what it even wants?
- I don't know.

That's what we have
to figure out.

Um, can somebody drive
Leo and Connor

back to my house in the van?

- Yes, I will do it. Yeah.
- Great.

Come on, buddy.
Off we go.

Mm-hmm. It was alive.
Come on, let's go.

Charles wants to stay with you
in case the bad guy comes back.

Oh, I know,
but we're gonna

send you somewhere
super, super safe.

Okay?

Um, Ace and I are going

to keep looking for the
not-dead monster. - Come on.

Nice. Uh, let's head
to Darlene's house

since that's where
the body was buried.

Well, this is where
they dug up the body.

Well, it looks like
superstition's

not the only thing Darlene kept
from past generations.

Yikes.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

It's from
the Historical Society.

This is it.

In 1847, an Edith Yates signed
for Box 12,

which contains the vapor
of a lamia, its soul.

Five bucks, Edith's
married name is "Fowler."

Um, what's a lamia?

One of the therion
that preys on human victims.

And how did Edith Yates
wind up with its soul in 1847?

She was one
of the Women in White.

Not much is written
about them, except...

They were the first people
to call to the Aglaeca.

Um, I think that's her.

They could have
performed a vanquishing ritual

to separate the lamia's vapor
from its body.

Okay, great. Well,
we'll do the same thing.

We can't.
As you've mentioned,

it involved a number
of extinct creatures.

I'm guessing the process
must have been very difficult.

That's why

the vapor was sealed in Box 12,

never to be opened again.

Until I broke
into them two weeks ago.

That's when the lamia's vapor
must have

reunited with its body
and begun to reanimate.

Hey, you can
still fix this.

No one's gotten
hurt yet.

Thanks, Hannah.

How did the Women in White
get involved?

What happened in 1847?

Okay, Midsummer's Eve, 12 people
were murdered on the same day.

And the murderer
was never found.

Victims included Harriet Barnes,
John Grover, Susan Manning.

Hey, look how long
they were alive.

All the victims
were children.

What if the lamia doesn't...

it doesn't just go for humans,

it-it targets
human children?

Hey, Charles Fowler...
was a victim on this list.

Charles was Edith's son.

Hey, hang on.
Hang on.

I saw something outside.

Charles has
been standing watch over

the lamia's grave
all this time.

Charles says the spinning
berries make the world go round.

Spinning berries.

Can I see that?

I think this belonged
to Charles Fowler.

And that's who
Leo has been talking to

this entire time.

We have to get to him.

There's no word
on the lamia.

You didn't
miss anything.

I wasn't sleeping.

I used to space out...

a lot after my coma.

Kept going over all these
weird memories in my head.

Being in the snow...

in my pajamas.

What do you remember...

from after you got hit
by the harpoon?

At first, it hurt like hell.

And then it all went numb,

and I saw the sky.

The sunlight... water.

And then, the water got darker.

And Nancy woke me up.

Is that where you go
when you drift off?

No.

I don't know where I go.

What if I never
feel normal again?

You're still you.

But you got to keep
reminding yourself that.

I am glad
you're back.

Um, he's not
doing well.

It got up and ran away.

It got up and...

ran away. Yeah,
he just keeps saying that.

It ran away.
Got up and ran away.

Hey, Leo.

So, earlier,
when you were saying

that Charles talked
to you,

he was really
talking to you.

Well, you know what,

I should have listened
to you earlier.

- We all should have.
- It's okay.

BESS:
How-how long

has Charles been talking to you?

Ever since the bad guy
showed up at Daddy's office.

Charles followed him there.

That's when Charles
started protecting me.

You said that

the bad guy was in my kitchen

and that Charles
was-was protecting you from...

from the bad guy.

So that is why
the lamia ran away.

Because it was being warded off
by the ghost of its victim.

Is that its weakness?

What, you want to use the
ghost toy to destroy the lamia?

The toy only repelled it, but...

if we had multiple ghosts
to work with...

The lamia's
past victims.

Leo, what else
has Charles told you

about the bad guy?

I don't want to talk
about that anymore.

It's scary.

Okay, um, let
me try some au pair magic.

All right, all right,

I'm Boxy.

Oh, my God.

Hey, just see...
See where it goes.

Do you think

Charles will talk to me?

He's been trying.

Can you hear him?

Oh, well,

well, I'm guessing

only other
kids like you

can hear him, Leo.

NANCY:
Why did Charles say

that "spinning berries
make the world go round"?

It was his favorite toy.

- His friends liked it, too.
- BESS: And what did Charles say

the other, uh, kids liked?

Caramel apples
and peppermint sticks.

Charles says take
the purple flowers

from where he stood watch.

That must be the...

the lavender
by the angel statue.

And he says,
"Remember our names,

all 12 of us."

Ace?

We just heard over the scanner,
there's a nude man

making his way eastbound
on Bayside Drive.

Oh, wait, but the only place
on Bayside Drive is The Claw.

NICK: Which was just full
of kids. George, your sisters.

Bye, Penny.
Thanks for coming.

Bye. Thanks.

All right, guys,

I am gonna get
more tissue paper

so you guys can finish
this whole thing.

Okay. Can you get
more yellow?

Yeah. Yeah.

Thank you.
Let me see this.

That doesn't even
look like a cat.

That's because she's
in her astronaut suit.

There's no way.

All right, so,
who wants what color?

Ted?

Charlie!

Ted! Charlie!

It has them!

They're under its spell.

Nancy, hurry.

- We have to do it right, George.
- Please! Hurry!

Come on, come on!

Please, please, please!

Hurry! Please!

Come on, Nancy.
We call

upon the souls
of Elizabeth Roberts,

- Nancy, no!
- Caroline Ellis,

Thomas Penwate,

Henry Carter...

Hey, no, no!
George!

George! George!
GEORGE: Get off me, Nick!

(overlapping shouting)

Ryan Dorne,

William Baker,
Benjamin Romero, No!

Catherine Lambert,
Harriet Barnes,

John Grover,
Susan Manning,

Charles Fowler.

Charlie.

Charlie.

George?

They're sleeping.

They're
asleep, I think.

It's okay.

Those ghost kids
were awesome.

Yeah.

Glad they can rest now.

So you believe
this was a prank?

Some med school students
in Orono

thought it would
be hilarious

to steal a cadaver
and make it look

- like a serial killer did it.
- Hilarious.

They don't know who
the students were,

but they're investigating.

The body's back
at the med school.

So they're investigating.

Okay, so I'm just supposed
to take your word for it?

Oh. No, I wouldn't
if I were you.

I mean, Connor's only lived
here his entire life.

Knows the county,
knows the people,

knows the pranks they play.

I mean, can't a little mischief
be forgiven on Allhallowtide?

That's not a real holiday.

Not a real necktie.

Both of you
get out of my office.

Thank you
for listening to my son.

I underestimated him.

That's okay.
I did the same thing.

I mean, you forget how much
kids can really handle.

And this lamia,

can I tell Leo
it's gone for good?

Oh, absolutely.

It wasn't even
a person.

Never alive.

It's, like, malevolence
in human form.

I dated a girl
like that once.

- Huh.
- Yeah. Thanks.

See you tomorrow.
443 hours to go.

Thank God Ted and Charlie
don't remember.

I promised Jesse
I would explain later.

George.

Are you okay?

The real answer is no.

I don't think that
everything is okay with me.

Then we have
to figure it out.

I got to figure
this out by myself.

Funny thing happened.

Tamura says he's not filing
charges against Darlene.

He's dropping the
investigation...

Something about a...
a med school prank.

Ah, an Allhallowtide miracle.

I told you
your client was innocent.

That's the good news.

Bad news is, without a trial,

I need to give Darlene a refund
on her retainer.

Which means we are back
to square one,

financially.
Nancy,

- that's my problem, not yours.
- I know, Dad,

because kids aren't supposed
to worry about these things.

And I get why people think
that way,

- but I am not a kid anymore, and...
- I know, I know.

And whatever hijinks
you got into

that helped my client today...

I'm glad you investigated.

I've always wanted
to protect you,

but there's no use in trying to
stop you from doing what you do.

Frankly...

you're great at it.

And you should
be compensated.

As it happens...

I'm hiring.

- You're serious?
- I am.

I need clients,

which means
I need to keep winning cases,

which means
I could use a secret weapon.

Hmm.

I... will work for you,
part-time,

so I can keep my job
at The Claw.

George would be lost without me.

And I expect a paycheck,

not an allowance,

and only for the cases we win.

Lunches are included.

Were you singing in French?

I'm still me.

No, you got olive oil.

I'm here.

I'm here, too.

Odette.

Enchantée.