All language subtitles for Nancy Drew - 2x08 - The Quest for the Spider Sapphire.WEB.en

Welcome
to Kings and Queens Airport.

The local time in Manchester
is 9:48 a.m.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Excuse me, sorry.

Hey.

I got you the treats that you asked for.

Yes. These'll get us through
this hideously long flight.

What a good little wife you are.

For richer or for poorer.

They go best with a sip of this.

- Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- How clumsy are you?

I'll clean it up. Don't
worry, I'll clean it up.

All right.

Oh, I'm just making it worse.

That is... You know, that's perfect.

That is perfect.

Now I'll get to enjoy
the smell of rancid citrus

for the next six hours. Well done.

I'm sorry. There's a ladies'
around the corner.

I'm gonna go get cleaned up, all right?

Don't make us late.

All right.

- All right.
- All right, go on.

Yeah, excuse me.

I see him.

Sir?

- Would you please come with us?
- Why?

A few minutes ago we received
a call from our safety hotline.

- What are you talking about? Who called you?
- Here's the contraband.

Hey, that ain't mine.

Hey, what... Get off me! What
are you doing? Get off me.

Get... Whoa, what is this?

Bess!

Bess!

_

"The blue griffin has
long represented the seas

that our ancestors crossed
to build a legacy here.

And as our family's newest arrival

from across the Atlantic,

I am delighted to honor the crest

and present the annual Marvin toast".

Oh, good, but I think that

you may want to mention that our crest

has a bordeur argent.

That's the silver.

That's what the guests care about.

But surely there's admiration
for the history

of the founding families.

Otherwise why would
the Hunt & Roast be held

- in our collective honor?
- Oh, habit.

And people like to get
close to the silver.

Oh, well, I respectfully disagree.

Well, you're the exception, my dear.

Pure of heart. You care
more about the family

than the wealth behind it.

Aunt Diana, I don't want
to be the exception.

I want to blend in with everyone else

at the crowning event
of the society calendar.

You know, I, I think I shall
wear my ensemble from Milan.

Or-or the Miu Miu with
the scalloped neckline.

I have already found you an outfit.

All you'll need are... a
comfortable pair of shoes.

Why? Is there going to be dancing?

No.

But there will be hunting.

That sounds...

_

... invigorating.

Will your restaurant
friends be joining us?

Yes. Um, they are delighted to be

invited as our guests.

- In fact, they are beside themselves.
- _

Um, can you excuse me for a moment?

- Oh, off you go.
- Thank you.

Yes, Ace, what's wrong?

Are you married to a man?

- What?
- I was at the Breaker Hotel

this morning saying hi to Amanda,

and there was a weird
guy at the front desk.

He's looking for his wife.
He had a photo of you.

No, no, he most have got me
confused with someone else.

Bess, I saw the picture.

Um... it's nothing to worry
about. I-I gotta run.

Bess...

Stephen. What a surprise.

Well, I have no doubt. Happy to see me?

Overjoyed.

Still the best liar I ever met.

Were you afraid that I'd never find you?

Well...

let's talk business.

Shall we?

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So the whole thing with Odette

started with the shroud. Where is it?

Safe in my locker.

Makes me feel better
knowing it's close by.

Like a security blanket?

In case I die and need
to get resurrected again.

- You never know.
- Right.

The only thing we know
is that pre-shroud,

no ghosts stuck inside you;
we use the shroud, ghost.

There has to be a way
that we can un-stick her.

What if we burned the shroud?

Oh, hell no.

For all we know, that's the only thing

keeping my soul attached to my body.

Possibly. Then we should
talk to the previous owner

of the shroud.

Whoever put it in the
archive boxes in...

1987.

So, all we need to do is find R. Jenkins

and see what they know about it.

- I'll tell Nick that we need the morning off.
- Wait. No.

Don't tell Nick, please.

I haven't quite looped him in yet.

About the murderous French ghost
that's time-sharing your body

ever since we defeated the Aglaeca?

It hasn't come up in conversation.

- Okay.
- Look,

it's for his own good, okay?

He just got over his nightmares
of me dying in his arms.

I'm not gonna send him
on an anxiety spiral.

I'll just text him and tell him that

we're doing an emergency supply run.

All right, we're good.

Ah, Celia loves any excuse
to get our family

in The Continental.

I never thought it'd be for
a puff piece about me, though.

Well, you finally get
to be the fresh new face

of Hudson Enterprises,

right when they desperately need one

to distract from Everett's
impending murder trial.

Yeah. The only thing that's
keeping my lunch down

is knowing this'll end in
taking down his empire.

If you play this interview right.

- I've talked to reporters before.
- Yeah.

But this one, Valentina Samuels?

She's got a radar for BS.

You've got to come across
like you're completely devoted

to your family and this
new role at the company.

And that's how we get into
Everett's inner circle,

and close to the smoking guns,

the evidence that we really need.

Okay, just relax. I got this.

Ryan Hudson, onetime spoiled playboy,

is now a serious adult.

Celia has corporate PR
sending over some topics

of things to stay away from.

Well, you just make sure
you add the secret child

you had with Lucy Sable to that list.

Keep the target off Nancy's back.

I'm gonna keep her safe.
You don't have to worry.

"Emergency supply run with Nancy".

Nancy's here? Right now?

Did she say anything about me?

Uh... no.

Hey, but that just means
she's still working

through her feelings
about you being her father.

Okay? She'll talk when she's ready.

Hey, I thought we were
good on inventory.

- What do we need?
- Oh, babe, you worry too much.

Ryan, I see you. Stop being so weird.

Oh, hey.

Bye.

Yeah. Told you.

Not ready.

Yeah.

You even walk like one
of 'em now.

Did your homework on these marks.

They're not marks, they're my family.

Hey, I was your family after
your own mother threw you out.

Where would you be now,
eh, without all my years

of sacrifice on your behalf?

Yeah? What about all my years

doing everything that you said
for the sake of your many scams?

Including this sham marriage,

which you bizarrely hold
on to as somehow real!

The bond between us is real,

because I made you who you are.

Now, without me, who knows
how you would have survived

on the streets.

Without me...

you'd never have got to this.

So that's how you found me.

Oh, didn't expect me to have access

to the society papers.

After you planted counterfeit
euros on me at the airport,

had me arrested and hauled off to jail.

Listen, I know you're
here for something.

So can we just get on with it?

Mm.

This is the Spider Sapphire.
A priceless Marvin heirloom,

and a way for you to solve all
the problems you've caused.

One and done, all debts repaid
as soon as it's in my hand.

You expect me to bring you that watch?

I can hardly afford to buy it.

No. No, I'm not gonna
steal from Aunt Diana.

And yet...

... you're already thinking about it.

- No.
- Yes.

The way the piece would
feel against your fingertips.

Huh? The smoothness of each tiny gem.

The shock of delight

as you get the whole
of it in your grasp.

See, I taught you to steal
like the best of them.

I'm not that person anymore.

Keep telling yourself that.

While I tell Aunt Diana

the truth about your criminal past.

Oh... I'll even alert
the London authorities.

You'll be extradited to England
to face the same prison hell

that I went through
after you abandoned me.

See, I'm offering you a kinder way out.

So...

what's it gonna be?

_

Aunt Diana, the person
standing before you

has a past she's not proud of.

I lied.

I stole.

I conned people out of money
at the behest of a man

who saved me from poverty
when I was younger, and he's...

never let me forget it.

When I came to America to...

Quick question.

- Yeah?
- Do you want to add that it was a fake marriage?

That you two never slept together,

because you only date women?

Good point. Good point.
Yeah, I'll mention something

about how the relationship with this man

was a messy, emotionally
tangled friendship.

Okay.

When I came to America, I tried
to leave my past behind me,

but I didn't, and now
he's trying to extort me

and I need you to know the truth.

- How was that?
- It was so good.

- Yeah?
- She'll totally understand.

Okay.

What if she doesn't?

You know, what if she
hears all about my past

and kicks me out of the family?

You got to go on faith.

Yeah. That's easy for you to say.

Your mother didn't kick you
out when you were 13.

You've always had enough
food, enough money.

Have you ever had to skip a meal?

No.

But you don't have to do that anymore.

You don't have to lie
to survive now, either.

You can trust all the people
that are around you.

We'll set you up with a
new locker. Oh, uh, Bess,

Ace, this is our new line cook Grant.

He's gonna cover us tonight
while we're at Bess's party.

- Uh, you show him the ropes?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, uh, uh, Bess,

you got a visitor out back.

Ah.

I received your message, dear.

You said it was an urgent matter?

Yeah, um...

Aunt Diana, the person
standing before you

has a past that she's
really not proud of.

Ah. I'm aware.

You are?

Well, I know that you conned
your way through London

after you and your mother parted ways.

I always do a thorough background check

before meeting a new relative.

Right.

Bess, dear,

you are a beloved member
of this family now,

so your past is your past,

and none of it matters

as long as you always put
the Marvin family first.

And you promise to do that?

Yes, yeah... of course. Always.

Well, then,

we have nothing more to worry about.

- All right?
- Okay.

See you later.

Bye.

Hey, so it looks
like Aunt Diana already knew

about my past and she
already forgave me.

So I won't be needing to steal
that watch for you after all.

You'll have to find your
happiness elsewhere.

I wish I could say I'm surprised
by your selfishness.

But I knew that you'd be incapable

of empathizing with my needs.

Oh.

Okay.

- You ready?
- Let's do it.

So, we are now on the record.

You've had a very turbulent few months.

Your wife's murder,

a brief stint in rehab,

a very public revelation of your father

bullying your teenaged girlfriend

into a suicidal depression.

Okay, starting with the softballs I see.

Your father has been accused
of murdering 12 men on a ship,

trial pending.

And suddenly you receive
a promotion to become

community outreach director
for your family's company.

Do you feel like a shiny distraction
for public opinion?

We just want people to
know that there's more

to Hudson Enterprises than my father.

So, have you forgiven him
for what he's done?

No, thank you. Um...

You know what? Let me
ask you a question, Val.

- Me? Okay.
- Yeah, um,

are you a hundred percent good
with both of your parents?

Ah, see?

No one is, right?

I mean, if we were, then,

all the therapists in the world
would be out of business.

True, but inserting
yourself as a new player

in your father's corporation is
one way of showing the world

you're on the same side. Was...

was that your intention?

My intention was just
to do the right thing.

Now, holding on to anger about the past,

that only gets in the way of
protecting the family legacy.

Huh. So you have forgiven him.

I think that the idea

of forgiveness deserves
a longer exploration.

Perhaps somewhere where
you can see the full context

of my family's legacy in this town.

So, why don't we, why
don't we get out of here?

We'll go to the next
stop on the itinerary.

Sure. Um, your publicist

is expecting us at something
called the Hunt & Roast?

Yes, it's an annual walk
in the woods for rich people

who don't like nature
and don't like walking.

The irony appeals to me.

Let's go.

- After you.
- _

_

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

R. Jenkins...

Is the late R. Jenkins.

Well, this is a setback.

- Yeah.
- At least we can buy his stuff.

Hey, you have five bucks?

This is a wage advance.

- I love the song.
- Enjoy.

I can't stand it.

Sorry.

Not your fault.

Uncle Ralph liked the kind of tunes

that get stuck inside your head.

He said it helped keep the voices away.

What do you mean?

You know. Voices in his head.

He was a little eccentric.

Hey, get this.

According to this obituary,
Ralph's nickname

was the Comeback Kid because in 1986,

he was the sole survivor
in a three-car crash.

He was legally dead for
ten minutes until his body

was "miraculously revived
in the ambulance"

when his mother came
to identify his body.

Maybe she revived him with the
shroud, and then after that,

Ralph put it away in
one of the archive boxes?

I mean, the timeline works,
but we can't confirm it.

It says that his mother
died a few years ago.

And Ralph died on the 21st.

That's the same night
we beat the Aglaeca.

"On the 21st, Ralph was in
a late-night game of poker

with friends and suffered
a fatal cardiac arrest,

shortly before 1:00 a.m".

Meanwhile, you died
right after midnight,

and then I brought you
back with the shroud

a few minutes before 1:00 a.m.

Oh...

That cannot be a coincidence, George.

Couldn't it be, just this once?

What if using the shroud

kills the previous owner?

Nancy, I am the previous owner now.

If anyone else uses that
shroud, it'll kill me.

The same way it killed Ralph.

Well, of course, it used
to be something rather grand,

you know, with the hunt
including foxes and hounds.

However, in the 1960s, there
was some unpleasantness

among the founding families,

and so they decided to
make a change in the format.

And of course, I'm afraid now

it's only a vestige of its former glory.

But this way,

people don't get shot.

Can I steal you away?

Sure.

That was the queen of the Marvins.

I'd like to introduce you
to my dearest mother Celia.

- Oh.
- Ms. Samuels.

So glad you made it.

I do hope you're getting
everything you need

from our Ryan.

Eh, working on it.

Saw your new best friend
hanging out in your office today.

Yeah. Ryan's helping me with, uh,

a certain USB drive full of secrets.

Hey, you were
the one that told me

I needed to find someone to fill
in the blanks from the inside.

There you are.

Nancy just texted. Her and
George are running late.

- That's for you.
- Oh.

Feels like something's up.

What's up is, we're
about to crush this hunt.

Not a lot of people know this about me,

but the woods, they speak to me.

Ralph Jenkins.

I killed an innocent man.

Okay, there's no way

you would've known that
would happen, Nancy.

- It was a total accident.
- That does not change the outcome, George.

Well, part of the outcome
is I'm still alive.

And I'm not sorry about that,
no matter who this Ralph guy was.

And it's not like he
had an amazing life.

From what his niece said, it sounds like

he was better off dead anyway.

Oh, my God, that is not
actually what she said.

She said that he was bothered
by voices in his head.

Okay, well, I'm trying to rationalize

- and you're not letting me.
- Wait, he was a victim of a,

of a three-car crash when he was young,

a-all three drivers dead on the scene.

And then the shroud revived Ralph,

who spent the rest of his life
hearing voices in his head.

What if those voices were
the other two drivers?

Mm, his family probably
thought it was survivor guilt

- or a brain injury.
- But what if it was real?

What if those two drivers'
ghosts got stuck in Ralph,

the same way that Odette
is stuck inside you?

Okay, so the shroud is
like... like flypaper?

Exactly. Like, i-it not
only brings your spirit

back into your body, but it also brings

the lingering spirits around you, too.

Sometimes multiple spirits.

Are you saying I lucked
out, with only one ghost?

Well, George, it clearly
could've been worse.

I mean, who knows what would happen

if you ever got shrouded again.

Which means we should
definitely not flatline you

and re-shroud you as a way
to hit the reset button.

Have you seriously been
thinking about flatlining me?

Not seriously.

I need a snack.

- Excuse you.
- George.

Come on. I-I was just
envisioning possible scenarios.

- Don't be mad.
- I'm not mad, I'm hangry.

Who the... ?

You okay?

George?

George?

George?

"Find me in the night sky,
shining from up high.

Sailors beware when rocks are close by".

- Must be the lighthouse.
- Oh...

You are far more clever than your cousins are.

- Oh.
- Well, at least now

we won't have to arrive
to a cold dinner.

Yeah, absolutely.

Oh, Bess, if only you had
joined the family years ago.

Aw.

Oh...

Excuse me.

- Do you... mind?
- Oh.

Off you go.

Stephen, I have nothing
else to say to you.

You forced my hand, Bess. You did this.

What are you talking about?

Check your text messages.

Oh, my God.

I'll tell you where they are
after you give me that watch.

Otherwise, you'll be identifying
your friends' remains

from what's left of their teeth.

Don't test me again, Bess.

You have one hour. The clock is ticking.

- Maybe Stephen's bluffing?
- No, no.

I made him angry. He's
capable of anything now.

I've seen him nearly beat
a man to death before.

Then ask Diana for the sapphire.

And what if she says
no and calls the police?

Stephen says don't
call the police or else.

I mean, how could I let this happen?

This is all my fault.

Hey, Bess, the guy who grabbed them

and tied them up, it's his fault.

Yeah.

Can that photo help us figure out
where he's keeping them?

Hello.

I can pull a GPS location

- from the metadata coordinates.
- Okay.

- Text me with a pin.
- Will do.

I'm sending you that photo now, and...

as soon as you're done,
I'm gonna need your help...

... with a two-person play.

A constrictor knot.

Why is it that anytime

something vile happens,
it always involves you?

Odette.

You bedbug.

You can't blame this one on me.

I have no idea how we even got here.

We've been taken prisoner
by your friend's husband.

The one with the pretty eyes.

- Who, Ace?
- No.

The English rose, who
smells like lilies.

Bess has a husband?

Okay.

Anyway, do you know where he is?

He departed soon after I awoke.

Did he say anything
about what his plan was?

Yes, he left us detailed instructions

and a warm breakfast.

Okay, you know what?
Let me talk to George.

I don't take orders from you.

You want to get out of here?

We need George. She can help.

Ugh. Am I still here?

What hilarity.

I thought that you could decide
who controlled George's body.

It is not always easy.

Sometimes George's mind puts up a fight,

although it is useless.

As for relinquishing control,
I have not perfected that yet.

Yeah, George must hate all of that.

Enough about George.

If you don't stop fidgeting,
you will suffocate yourself.

While I would welcome
the resulting silence,

I assure you it is a most
unpleasant way to die.

Are you sure we can't get George back?

Awesome.

Hey, watch your step there.

Deer poop, 11 o'clock.

I'm kidding.

I will say, you're pretty down-to-earth,

despite your family's wealth.

Can I get you to print that?

'Cause I feel like some people
might disagree around here.

You're better
regarded than you think.

- Really?
- Yeah. I've been getting

the town's take on Ryan Hudson.

The local business owners,

parking attendant at the yacht club.

Even your old girlfriend's
mom had good things to say.

Patrice Dodd?

You talked to Lucy Sable's mother?

I'm doing a comprehensive profile.

But for what it's worth,
Patrice is a fan.

Said you bring her groceries.

I do, yeah. She's, um...

She's a sweet lady.
She's had a hard life.

Hmm. She did mention one thing

that maybe you could clear up for me?

Yeah.

She kept insisting Lucy had a daughter.

That Lucy had a daughter?

That's what Patrice said.

In fact, she was really looking forward

to seeing her granddaughter again.

Do you know who she
might be talking about?

Well, no, but Patrice
suffers from dementia,

so, unfortunately, she makes
up all kinds of crazy stuff.

- You know?
- But Lucy could have become pregnant

during her secret relationship with you.

And any child of yours would
claim a significant birthright.

Maybe even inherit control
of Hudson Enterprises someday.

- Ah, that is a juicy hypothesis.
- I...

Yeah, too bad it's not true.

How do you know? Have
you looked into it?

No.

I've not looked into it, just
trust me when I tell you,

the stories about Lucy, they...

they've taken on a life of their own.

Way bigger than what actually happened.

But... ah.

- Ah.
- Here's what I do know.

We have now found enough of these clues

to hunt down the next location
for the venison dinner.

Which actually got shipped
in all the way from

New Zealand.

I'm sorry, I'm working on my accent.

Would you care to join me at the roast?

- I'd love to.
- Okay.

After you.

- Here you go, sir.
- Thank you.

Yep, one, please.

- Here you go, sir.
- Thank you.

- Enjoy.
- Mm.

Miladies, would you care for a beverage?

Oh, Aunt Diana, you remember Ace.

Indeed I do.

Cider me, young man, I am not driving.

All right, let me see if
I can just get it open.

- Oh.
- Oh, there it is.

- Oh...
- Oh, Ace!

- Uh, uh, yikes.
- Sorry. Sorry.

- I'm drenched.
- Quickly...

I-I thought you were
a professional waiter.

You know, I'm more on
the dishwashing track.

That's my background,
that's my-my training.

It shows.

U-Um, Aunt Diana,
I'll go to the valet line

- and get your car brought around, okay?
- Oh, thank you, dear.

- That'd be lovely.
- Okay. All right.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I sent Nick the GPS pin
for a one-mile radius

of where the photo of Nancy
and George was taken.

I'm gonna rendezvous with him
there unless you need me?

No. No, no, no. Stephen said
I have to meet him alone.

- Watch your back.
- Thank you.

Based on the
burn rate of the candle,

I'm guessing we have about five minutes

until the lantern drops
onto the gasoline.

So we need to work together.

You'd think the fates
would be done with me,

- after my time as the Aglaeca.
- Oh, my God.

Perhaps they are punishing you

and I am just an unlucky un de plus.

Punishing me? Like karma?

For what I did to Ralph Jenkins?

Punishment suits your worldview.

You were going on and on

with your needless remorse.

You could hear when I
was talking to George?

I can choose to witness her experience.

When it interests me.

By the way, I... my remorse
was not needless.

In fact, I think you could
have used a little

back when you were killing
all those people for centuries.

I was killed too, remember.

Those men on the Governance
stripped me of my life.

In the trauma of my death,
I became the Aglaeca.

Those who died by the monster's
hand had already been warned.

They made their choice.

Just as you did.

Yeah, I did.

In fact, I have a history
of ignoring warnings.

Calling to the Aglaeca,
stealing the shroud,

using it without knowing what
the consequences would be.

What kind of person does all that?

Maybe I was just born this way.

What are you saying?

You consider it your destiny?

Huh? No, my... well, I don't
know, more like my gene pool.

What you would call a-a bloodline.

What bloodline would that be?

The name Drew is not one I recognize.

You might recognize the name Hudson.

There was a Reverend Hudson
on the Governance.

One of my murderers.

You are descended from an evil man.

And now you want to expel
my soul from this body?

Perhaps your bloodline does determine

your actions, meurtrière.

Why the sad face?

Hey, what do I always tell you?

Where are Nancy and George?

Well, after I've driven safely away

with the Spider Sapphire,
I'll text you their address.

- Or maybe I won't.
- If anything happens to them,

you won't even make it to the airport.

We have photo evidence proving
that you kidnapped them.

Don't be like that, love.

All is well, all right?

You made a mistake,
and now you've fixed it.

My only mistake was being a child

and believing I had no
option when I met you.

Get into your car,

and know that if you ever come back,

this will not end the same way.

As you well know, Bess,

I am a gentleman of my word.

Consider the debt paid.

Nick.

Ugh. Him again.

I see them, I see them.

Okay, okay.

Be careful, there's
gasoline on the floor!

Oh, God.

Whoa... okay.

- Hey, you okay?
- Hey, be careful, careful.

They're constrictor knots.

So if you pull on the ropes,
we'll get strangled.

Good thing you brought an Eagle Scout.

So you find the segment of rope

that curves over the rest of the knot.

It's a "riding turn" 'cause
originally it was used...

Okay, I got it. Next.

Well, you, uh, cut that piece.

And then...

Ah...

- Okay.
- What are you doing?

Hey, it's okay. He's gonna help.

No.

- No.
- Hey.

- Okay, I just got to find...
- No.

- ... where the tension's levied.
- No!

Hey, hey, hey, you better stop moving.

George, hold still!

- Hey, George, take-take it...
- Tu peux la récupérer!

Okay, just...

- Nick?
- Just hold...

- Okay, okay, be careful!
- You're gonna make it worse!

You're gonna make it worse. Stay calm.

This is gonna hurt.

Hey, hey. Breathe, breathe.

Okay, okay, okay.

I got you. I got you.

I got you, I got you.

Aunt Diana, what are you doing here?

Well, I'm looking for something
that belongs to me.

Tell me, dear,

do you happen to know the time?

The Spider Sapphire watch!

It must've fallen off into the woods...

Oh, it didn't.

It was stolen.

The Spider Sapphire

is equipped with a microdot tracker,

and it's in your possession

at this very moment.

Consider the debt paid.

But how...

It must've fallen off in the woods,

- right into my...
- Please.

Don't steal from me and then insult me.

Oh, Bess.

I have rarely been...

so disappointed.

Oh, please, Aunt Diana,
you have to understand.

I had no choice... there was...

A man had taken my friends and I...

And what might he do next?

What if it's members of your
family that he tries to hurt?

No, it's okay 'cause he-he's
not coming back, okay?

I won't let him.

Bess, your past...

it's clearly not behind you, dear.

Or it wouldn't be so easy for you

to choose your dysfunction over me.

And it breaks my heart

that you hid the truth from me

and that you stole from me, Bess.

I know.

I can never trust you again and...

I cannot put my family

at any further risk.

I'm sorry, I...

Wait, no, Aunt Diana, please.

Bess Turani.

You and I...

we're no longer related.

Please...

I'm really sorry for what
I put you all through.

Especially Nancy and George.

Eh, we survived.

Wasn't my first chloroforming.

Though you could've told us
about Stephen, you know.

I know I should have, I just...

as soon as I saw him, I
couldn't think straight.

I was so scared, like some stupid child.

While he had it all planned.

You know, he must've
known the whole time

about the microdot tracker.

He always does his
homework on his marks.

He knew this would happen.

He knew Diana would kick me out.

Just like my mom all over again.

It's exactly how he wanted
me to feel and it worked.

- Bess...
- I'll talk to her.

Hey.

We should find you some ibuprofen.

You can find some
in the cabinet next to the fridge.

Thanks.

So... now we have this.

Right.

The musical reminder of
the man we just killed.

At least we got a bargain.

Listen, Odette was telling me

that when she takes over your body,

sometimes your mind resists her.

And I was looking at this

before we went on our
little chloroform adventure,

and I think that Ralph
may have lost the fight

against the two other
drivers in his head.

"Larkspur Lane gift shop".

Ralph spent time at Larkspur Lane?

He went insane?

If you don't find a way
to coexist with Odette...

then I...

I'm worried that the same
could happen to you.

Please leave a message

for the Continental
mailbox you requested.

Hey, it's me, Val.

There's more to the
Ryan Hudson story here.

It's gonna take me a couple
more days to figure out

what these secrets are.

Earlier, when you were tied up,

why'd you say,

"You can have her back"?

What?

Tu peux la récupérer.

You said it to me in French.

A couple weeks ago, when we
were reading Odette's letters,

you didn't read French,
so what, did you, like,

do an online class or something?

No.

Then it's really weird.

No, I mean, it wasn't me.

I wasn't the one speaking French.

It was Odette Lamar, okay?

That's-that's what's been happening.

What?

What? No, no, Odette Lamar, uh,

moved on... we got rid of her spirit.

No, we didn't.

When Nancy used that
shroud to revive me,

it pulled my spirit back in my body.

But it also pulled Odette's, too.

Now we're stuck together and...

I don't know how to get her out.

Is it... is it dangerous?

- Is she hurting you?
- No.

And that's the good news.

Okay.

The bad news is that we found out

something about the shroud today and...

... if anyone ever uses it again...

I'll be dead for real.

But Nancy is going to get it
out of my locker right now.

That thing will not leave our sight.

And we'll keep it safe and make
sure that no one uses it again.

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