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I will never forget this day.

It is the day
I learned of magic.

Our greatest warrior had
been poisoned in battle.

The only solution was a
powerful transfusion ritual

to magically transfer the poison

into someone who had
been exposed to it before.

Someone immune.

Da ina.

Lati ina si okunkun.

Lati ina si okunkun.

Lati ina si okunkun.

Cleo showed me
that memory for a reason.

If we can find a way
to replicate the spell,

then we can transfer
Malivore out of Landon.

If you're all cool with that.

Yeah. Since

when are you all

- about collabin'?
- Since

MG pointed out that Malivore's

been trying to splinter us.

- Solid.
- Look, I know

that I sometimes
like to call the shots.

Um, well...

- Right.
- Okay. Okay.

All the times, but I can adapt.

There's no "I" in "team,"
or whatever. Right?

Uh... right.

Lizzie and I are on Team Hope.

Same. So I assume
that the "yeas" have it?

Yeah.

I mean, yea. Did Cleo also

muse you the blueprints - for this braid?
- No.

No blueprints. We're just
gonna have to figure it out.

Together.

"No blueprints."

Anything for my boy Landon.

But are we even
sure he's still in there?

We don't know for sure.

I have to believe that he is.

Either way, I need
Malivore out of him.

Then there's only
one thing left to do.

We need, like, a
catchphrase or something.

Uh... Super Squad on three?

One, two...

What's in the box?

You're not gonna

like the answer.

Yeah, I don't like a
lot of things right now.

Like how I just straight-up lied

- to Hope about Landon.
- A necessary evil. Here.

What's this?

- "Movie in the Square"?
- Our school

still owes community service
for last year's football fiasco.

So it's time to pay the piper.

I'm gonna need you

to supervise our students - while we set up the event.
- No.

The-the Squad just came up with
a plan to help Cleo and Landon.

Hmm. Lonely Club, remember?

That doesn't just
mean keeping secrets

and drinking my bourbon. No.

It means we have
to do the things

that no one wants to do.

Yeah, well, this
definitely qualifies.

Don't worry. You'll have backup.

This shirt is
not working for me.

I've tried dressing it up,

going casual,

but it's useless.

I still look like a volunteer.

Which you are.

I need to be a cute volunteer

so that when we're
done setting up,

Ethan and I can enjoy the movie.

Do I even want to
know what that means?

Get your mind out of the gutter.

I just want to get
to know him better.

All I know about Ethan is that
he likes football and he's hot.

But I don't even know if
Ethan is epic romance material.

Which is why I have compiled

a helpful checklist.

Videt.

"Holds doors open.

"Plays guitar.

Speaks French"?

Oui."Willing to risk

his life for me at
the drop of a hat"?

Is that so much to ask?

That sounds perfect for you.

That looks perfect.

Why doesn't our transfusion
braid look like that?

Uh, they recommend lion's hair.

And what did you use?

Shoelaces, mostly.

But we'll make it happen, Hope.

We promise.

Have you figured out who

we'll be transferring
Malivore into yet?

I'll give you one guess.

You're being discharged.

Congratulations.

Don't forget your
bill, Mr. Clarke.

Wait. This must be a mistake.

It's not.

Speaking of debt, about
that favor you owe me.

No.

Please!

I cannot watch them die
anymore. End this now.

I will give you what you want.

I do not have the answer
as yet, but it will come

in time. Just
end this suffering.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

I'm not Malivore.

Landon Kirby?

I know we've never met before,

but if you were about to
give Malivore what he wants,

we need to get you out of here.

Now.

Sorry, Hope, but this
conversation is over.

I beg to differ.

Consto.

Would you stop magic-ing me?

Sure.

Once you remember
that you owe me one.

Look, you're Malivore's son,

just like Landon is. That
makes you the ideal host.

If we put him inside of you,

then there's far less
chance of rejection.

All my father's ever
done is reject me.

Do you even have a way to
get Daddy dearest out of me?

It's a work in progress.

But if Landon and Malivore
have been sharing a brain,

then Landon might know a way
to put an end to your dad for good.

Might?

Why would I put my new and
amazingly fragile human body

at risk for a plan you so
clearly lack confidence in?

Because being human
means having a conscience.

- Oh.
- Besides, if you help us

put an end to Malivore,

then you can finally
have your freedom.

And you know, you
won't have to live

with the guilt of knowing
that you let us all down.

Trust me, it's the worst.

Well, look, I'm grateful.

I'd gladly dog-sit for the
weekend, even help you move,

but I am gonna draw the line

at becoming a
skinsuit for my father.

I really am sorry.

I guess I'm still a
mud guy after all.

I'm really glad you came.

But I'm hoping that our next
date involves less manual labor.

If there is a second date,

maybe we can do
something that we both enjoy.

Not a problem. Josie
said that you are also

a secret comic book nerd.

Is your arm okay?

Oh, yeah. Um,
still a little sore

from tossing the old
pigskin around the other day.

That's another thing
we have in common.

Hey, can I get a program?

Thanks.

You've done more than you know.

So, who's your
favorite superhero?

By the way, I think

it's really cool that
you're into all this stuff.

Hard to say. It's a long list.

This is pointless.

If we don't have Clarke,
we don't have a host.

He'll show. He's different now.

He wants redemption,
even if he won't admit it.

Oh, I see. So this plan hinges

on Clarke being a good person?

He'll show.

Mm-hmm.

You wanted salt, right?

This is all the salt.

You know where we
can find great salt? Italy.

Where you should go. With me.

Dreaming big, huh?

I've never even been to Florida.

It's not just a dream.

I talked to my mom
about you, and she said

that we could visit her
in Europe over the break.

If you'd want.

Let me get the rest
of the supplies first.

Sweet braid work, bro.

Thanks, bro.

And thanks to Grove
Hill for having a zoo.

This lion's hair is so
much easier to work with.

Team update.

- How's everyone doing?
- We're just

about ready for you to put
up the anti-magic barrier.

Uh, no. That'll
block the transfusion.

We need a dark object,
something that'll contain him.

Oh, I'll get a black candle.

Although I hate having
my life depend on wax.

Oh, relax. This
spell isn't happening.

I'll be damned.

Probably.

Especially if you're
assuming I'm here to help you.

Then why are you?

Well, because I don't
have $81,354.80.

Wait. You want money to do this?

I don't want to do it at all.

But Hope's right.

The human health
care system is criminal.

And if there's
one thing I've learned

from my father and
Triad, it's that I hate debt.

Well, lucky for you,

we still have a little bit of that
leprechaun money left over.

W... Huh?

- Don't ask.
- Fine.

But there is one
more thing I'll need.

He passed the test.

I mean, he's only
taking first-year French,

but Ethan likes the
same things I do,

he's attentive, he even
speaks the same love language.

Words of affirmation, obviously.

He's totally epic
romance material.

So why don't I feel anything?

Are you serious?

While you're over
here trippin' because

football dude don't
get your pigtails twirling,

the girl I dig is trapped
in a hell dimension.

And instead of rescuing her,

I'm stuck here, shilling
popcorn to townies.

- How do you think I feel?
- We are here

so that Hope and the
team don't have to be.

So maybe just think
of this stupid gig

as us doing our part.

Which, speaking
of, I'm gonna need

one tiny other thing from you.

It's gonna annoy me, isn't it?

Oh, darn. I'm such a klutz.

Oh, here. Let me help.

Sorry, Kaleb.

We'll be finished
cleaning this up by the time

you get back from your break.

- Thanks.
- Of course.

MG?!

Shh!

Keep it down.

She'll hear us.

You just won't die, will you?

Oh, on the contrary.

I've never been more alive,

and I'd like to stay that way.

But there's this thing
Hope wants me to do.

All right, well,

tell me what it is, and I
promise you'll be free.

Oh, that's a promise you've
made and broken too many times.

Fool me once and all that.

Fair.

I've definitely made some...

controversial choices

- as a father.
- And why is that?

You created me to serve you.

That's what I did.

I never failed you,
never let you down.

- Until you did.
- Well, after centuries of your disinterest.

All I wanted was some indication
that you gave a crap about me.

I don't understand

why that was so
hard for you to give.

You're right.

I created you so I
could become you,

and that didn't work.

All I could see were
my own failures.

I should have been
better with you.

I'm sorry.

Well, that's all I
needed to hear.

You can come in now.

You were right.

He's nervous.

He's so worried about
what you're planning,

he'll say anything.

- Hmm. So you're in?
- Oh.

I'm in. You weren't wrong.

Guilt sucks.

But revenge?

That's another story.

Lati ina si okunkun.

How's he doing?

Not great.

I'm trying to ease his pain,

not that he deserves it.

Yeah, Clarke's
in a bad way, too.

And werewolves don't
have fairy dust, so...

- Hope, hurry.
- If I go any faster, I could cause

- permanent damage to Landon.
- I get that, but we need

to complete the
transfer before...

that happens.

How'd it go in there?

Judging by
the look on their faces?

- Even worse than last time.
- Let's run it again.

From the top.

Hope, you've already
done it ten times.

And we only get one chance
at this, and we have to do it

for real. Maybe

you messed up

Professor Vardemus's
instructions.

Or maybe we're doing

something wrong.

You can't do this.

You can't be the one
that's in control of the spell.

Because when
Landon's life is on the line,

you don't exactly think clearly.

That is why the
simulations keep failing.

What do you want me to
do... just sit back and watch?

Do you know how
hard that would be?

Probably about

as hard as pulling
a maniacal mud man

out of your best
friend's boyfriend

without killing him
or losing her forever.

We all have
something at stake here.

We all care about Landon.

And we all care about you.

So you can play the whole
"There is no 'I' in 'team'" thing,

but you are the one person

that we all go to
when things get rough.

You think you can do it?

Only if you can take a
step back and trust me.

Okay.

You got some explaining to do.

I am just looking out
for my friends, okay?

From a cutout of Nosferatu?

The human and the
supernatural worlds...

They don't mix, okay?

And when they do,

it never ends
well for the human.

I don't need Ethan

to get in the mix with
that again.

Oh, come on, man.

You're just jealous.

I am an evolved,
21st century feminist

who...

is... also a little jealous
at this moment, yes.

Ah, now we're getting somewhere.

Come on, brother.
Go on and cozy up

to Dr. Love and tell
him what's on your mind.

Everyone else has today.

Lizzie and I have
grown a lot this year.

Sometimes we've grown apart,

but I always thought
that we'd come back

together when
the timing's right.

Oh, if that time is not
now, why are you stressing

over her going on one date
with your ex-Boy Wonder?

'Cause what if
their time is now?

And our time is never?

Whoa. Wait.
She's doing the spell?

This wasn't the deal.

She hates me.

With good reason.

Clarke, you have my word.

I'm not gonna let anyone
hurt you, okay? Not even him.

Hope, what if the
sleep spell wears off?

Bro, stop manifesting, okay?

It won't.

And even if it did,
he's in a binding circle.

Are you gonna put
this on, or do we need

- two sleeping spells?
- Fine, but I want double.

Oh, this isn't about
money. We both know that.

Okay, ready when you are.

Taking a step back, remember?

I mean, don't you need
someone to siphon?

No, I got that covered.

Oh.

Go team.

You sure you want
to do this again?

Only if you promise not
to make me soup again.

Incendia.

So, I'm just gonna ask.

What does Malivore want from me?

He wants to know how
to kill the Tribrid, which I...

Don't say another word.

Malivore and I share a mind,

so anything that I know...

He knows.

Then we share a predicament.

For Malivore need only

concentrate on what
he wishes to know,

and I will inspire
him to realize it.

In time.

I've been doing my best
to think of anything else,

but the longer
I'm in this place,

the more likely I will fail.

I mean, I'm-I'm pretty
rusty at conversation, but

I can try and help you
take your mind off of things.

What shall we discuss?

Uh, my go-to is
generally Star Wars.

What is Star Wars?

What?

Okay, um, how about we go deep?

What is going deep?

Well, I-I ask you a question,
then you answer it honestly,

and then it's your turn.

That sounds uncomfortable.

Therefore, mentally engaging.

Uh, have you ever been in love?

Once.

His name was Leonardo da Vinci.

Wait. The Leonardo da Vinci?

He was not the man the world
now knows back then. He was a boy.

With a brilliant mind,

an insatiable thirst
for knowledge,

and the kindest
eyes I'd ever seen.

Sounds like we've both
experienced epic love.

Yes.

And it is probably best
that I never do so again.

The stronger my
feelings are for someone,

the more powerfully
I inspire them.

My love for Leo helped
change the world.

He advanced art and
science so profoundly

in the time we
were together, but...

had he been any less
of a man, I shudder

to think - what would have happened.
- I shudder

when I think about how becoming
the Tribrid could change Hope.

Change the supernatural world.

For better or for worse?

Well, if I knew that,
I'd shudder less.

A Tribrid does
sound quite terrifying,

now that I think of it.

The Tribrid.

The first of her kind.

An immortal,
unstoppable force of nature

who just so happens
to be my girlfriend.

And the daughter of one of
history's most ruthless killers.

Sorry. Um, we shouldn't
even be talking about Hope.

It is too late.

Because I've just had an idea.

The idea.

I know this isn't easy for you,

watching the people you love
in danger, because of a decision

you've made.

I've been there more
times than I can admit.

How do you deal?

Bourbon mostly.

And belief.

I try to remind myself
that there's a reason why

I trust these people
in the first place.

None of them would have

to go through any of this
if I just became the Tribrid.

Hope, we've been over this.

You don't want that.

None of us want that.

I know.

What I don't know is
if it's the right decision.

I used to think that I would
do anything for Landon,

but why not that?

Uh, I think he's
coming out of it.

Don't know how.

I dosed him with
enough fairy dust,

he should be high
as a kite right now.

Wait, wait. Landon's
body can't take this.

We have to stop the spell now!

No. We need to go faster!

Yara lati ina si okunkun.

Yara lati ina si okunkun.

It's done.

I think we earned
that trip to Europe.

The question is, did it work?

I don't think so.

I'm still me.

Nothing happened.

Oh, and I'm still me.

But something
definitely happened.

This seems bad.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Jed!

What did you do?

The hardest
thing I've ever done.

I made him useful.

Thanks for that. It's
nice to stretch my legs

every once in a while.

What did you do to Clarke?

Well, thanks to our
friendly neighborhood muse,

I figured out your plan.

So instead of transferring
myself into Clarke,

I offered up an alternative.

A dybbuk.

You know, I wanted a
more interesting monster,

like a dragon or a kraken,

but Clarke's human
body couldn't handle that.

Dybbuk.

It's a parasitic spirit
of Jewish folklore

that imbues its host - with supernatural strength.
- But wait.

It gets better, 'cause
I told the dybbuk

how lovely Movie in the
Square is this time of year.

Don't worry too much.

Killing a dybbuk
is relatively easy.

All you have to
do is kill the host.

Dr. Saltzman, wait.

Happy hunting.

Tribrid.

You know what would
make this even better?

A Peanut Butter Blast milkshake.

Yeah, I'll go grab one.

No, I got it.

Well, hurry back. It's
almost to the good part.

Ugh. What else

could go wrong today?

Lizzie said

she's not into Ethan?

Oh, my God, yeah,
so just, you know,

stop stalling and take action.

Tell her how you
feel or whatever.

Ah...

After the movie.

I've waited for long enough.

Where'd she go?

I don't know what happened.

I
Remember the... transfusion

failing, and-and
then I was here.

Ladies
and gentlemen, look at Kong,

the Eighth Wonder of the World.

Crap.

Leave her alone.

While I do find

your bravado very sexy,
you need to get out of here.

I know that you
can handle yourself,

but I also know a
bully when I see one.

A very weird, misshapen bully.

No. Wait.

Put that down.

We can't kill Clarke.

Oh, I will if I have to.

If it's necessary.

What's necessary
is saving his life.

I gave him my
word that I wouldn't

let anyone hurt him.

And I respect that.

But what if he hurts
a lot of people?

You know, we're supposed
to be working as a team.

And I'm the headmaster.

If it comes between Clarke
and one of my students

or my daughter, there
is no decision to make.

There has to be something
else that we can do.

Well, if you think of
something, let me know.

In the meantime, someone
has to make the hard choice.

You're right. Ad somnum.

And that someone is me.

This isn't good.

You get him back to the school.
I'm gonna track down Lizzie.

Wait. Shouldn't I
track down Lizzie?

I don't care

which hero move is mine,
MG. We just got to move.

You go after Lizzie.

I'll get Ethan
back to the school.

When he wakes
up, he's gonna have

a lot of questions.

He deserves to hear
the answer from me.

Let's get it.

Oh, do not go.

If you figured out a
way to kill the Tribrid,

you need to get away from
me and out of Malivore, fast.

How does one
escape the darkness?

Speaking from experience,

there are doors that lead
you back to our world. You just

have to find one.

That is not enough
information for me to go on,

especially alone.

Cleo.

You're a muse.

Stop worrying
about other people.

Inspire yourself for a change.

Good luck to you, Landon Kirby.

Cleo?

It was nice to meet you.

Wish it could have been

under different circumstances.

Then maybe we shall meet again.

Given my luck today,

I'm going to assume you didn't

bring me here to fix
the office photocopier.

Let me guess.

Witch barbecue?

I should warn you.

I'm a worrier, so I'll
probably be really stringy!

Nobody's eating nobody.

Kaleb, Ethan's hurt.

Yeah, I know, I know.

MG's already looking
out for your boy.

His boy.

Kaleb!

Oh.

I'm really sorry for
what I have to do to you.

But I made a promise
to the body that you're in,

and I don't like debt
any more than he does.

Yara lati ina si okunkun.

Yara lati ina si okunkun.

Hell of a first date, huh?

Honestly, almost
getting Filet-O-Saltzman'd

by a roid rage monster was
a lot better than how it started.

If we're talking fish
metaphors, you do know

that there are
plenty left in the sea.

But Ethan really

came through in the end.

And I know I should probably be

more progressive
than this and all,

but him coming

to rescue me like that? Epic.

- He damn near got his ass killed.
- Exactly.

And I still wish that
he could play guitar

and speak the language
when he takes me to Paris,

but a girl can't
have everything.

- Right.
- And I'm only able to go

because you helped
save me today.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Hope saved you.

I barely got the assist.

Your dad... he'd have
known exactly what to do.

Well, he wasn't there.

But if he had been, I know
what he would have said.

That I should probably hit - the gym more?
- No.

That you helped keep everyone
safe, including his daughter.

And that's what he
cares about most.

I thought I was done for.

And you were till

I pulled the dybbuk out of
you, which left you so porous,

we had to give
you vampire blood.

Kaleb's. Not mine.

Aren't you worried I'll
jump in front of a bus

and become an immortal badass?

I figured you'd already
been down that road before.

Well, that was before I knew

how much being human sucks.

But still,

I got to say, uh,
beats being a monster.

Thank you

for keeping your promise.

I'd be a hypocrite

if I expected you
to make a sacrifice

that I wasn't willing to make.

Oh, not another bill.

The opposite.

It's the money we owe you

and a... a ticket out of town.

Seriously?

- You're letting me go?
- Well,

I'm sure as hell not gonna
do that transfusion spell again.

My friends and I will
figure something out.

Are we friends?

Close enough.

So here's my friendly advice.

Kill my father while you can.

I know he's in the body
of someone you love, but

the longer you
leave him in there,

the more of a chance
Malivore has to win.

I've been thinking
about that a lot recently.

I've been wondering...

what do you think it
looks like if Malivore wins?

I think, uh, it'll
start with revenge.

Against anyone who's
ever wronged him.

It's a long list,

most recently made longer by you

and everyone at your school.

And then the hunger
will lead the way.

An eternal, bottomless well

that can never be
filled but must be fed.

And not just on monsters.

He has a taste for humans now.

And those he
devours will be lost

from memory forever.

Legions of lives consumed
into the blackness,

erased from
existence in an instant.

Yeah.

Pretty much what I thought, too.

Well, at least it's not
your problem anymore.

I can take it from here.
You've earned the right

to be your new
human self in peace.

Have a nice life, Clarke.

Uh, actually, uh,

my name is Ryan.

Then have a nice life, Ryan.

Uh...

Wait, I don't know if I
should tell you this, but

when I was under that spell,

there was a moment where I
had a window into Malivore's mind.

You should talk to
Dr. Saltzman about Landon.

He's gonna be okay.

I think that he's slightly

concussed, but he won't
need any vampire blood.

And there's Boswellia
in the witches' garden.

That'll reduce his swelling.

Great. Well, he can
sleep it off until then.

- Lead the way.
- Actually,

would you mind doing it?

Something's going on with Finch,

and I think that there's
some unresolved things

that I need to deal with.

I'm on it.

And after today, at least
one of us should get the girl.

You just can't

stop yourself from
saving people,

can you, E-ssential?

Help!

Is anyone there?

Please...

help me!

Someone...

get me outof here.

Help me!

Hey. I was wondering
where you were.

I'm sorry. Today got intense,

so I picked up a
shift to clear my head.

I'm sorry.

So, it wasn't about the Merge?

I knew that there
was something wrong.

Can you blame me?

I know it takes some time

to open up in a new
relationship, but I feel like,

"I have a 50-50 chance
of surviving my early 20s"?

You know, that might have
been good to know before

we started dating.

I know... it's hard.

That's why I didn't tell
you in the first place.

And you're right.

The Merge might
be what kills me.

And I've made peace with that.

I guess all I can do is
just hope that you can, too.

There's nothing peaceful
about counting the days

until you lose someone you love.

Trust me.

Did you just say...?

Not on purpose.

I don't know

if I can do this, Jo.

I'm sorry.

He just left?

I've been looking - for him everywhere.
- Oh, man.

I'm adding this
to the list of things

I'm never telling his mother.

Found him.

Humans. So gullible.

So fragile.

Don't hurt him.

You're in no position
to be making demands.

Let me go, or he dies.

Doc had no choice, Hope.

He chose to lie to
me, and so did you.

After how hard I'm
trying to work as a team,

and now I can't even

- trust you.
- What happened?

What's wrong?

Malivore escaped.

Actually, I let him go.

And why the hell
would you do that?

I will tell you everything.

But first I should start
with what I know about Landon.

You're gonna kill me, right?

I mean, that's what
supervillains do.

Not this one.

I'm just looking
to hitch a ride.

Well, why don't you
just take my truck?

Seriously, man.
It's no problem.

Who said anything about a truck?

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