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Mom?

Mom?

Adam?

What am I doing in here?

It's okay, mom.

I'll take you back to your room.

I did it again, didn't I...

Walked in my sleep?

Why? What is wrong with me?

Mom?!

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You know, the druids believed

that somnambulism... that's

sleepwalking, by the way...

We know what "somnambulism"

means.

Anyway, they believed it was

a form of wood-nymph possession.

She's probably just stressed.

Now, her throat's gonna be

sore for a few days,

Mrs. Winchester, but that's

perfectly normal when you have

your tonsils out.

You looking forward to all the

ice cream you're gonna get to eat?

Thank you, doctor, for taking

such good care of my little girl.

You are an angel from heaven.

What did they say?

I'm fine.

They gave me a prescription to fill.

You kinds mind waiting a few more minutes?

Yeah. Sure.

Okay.

I still don't think we should

rule out the wood nymphs.

Pretty bad tickle you've got there?

Oh, no, no. It's fine.

I get them all the time, Dr... Eek?

It's "Eck," as in "Excuse me

while I take a look."

Say, "ahh."

Ahh.

Ahhh.

Oh, yes. Very nasty.

Quite inflamed.

If you're talking about his

brains, we already know that.

I'm gonna have to contact a parent.

They're gonna have to come out.

His brains?

His tonsils.

Wh-what?!

No. That's not gonna happen.

I don't think so.

So, that's what tonsils looks like.

What exactly do they do?

The tonsils are the immune

system's first line of defense

against bacteria and viruses

that enter your mouth.

I thought they were like the

appendix... useless, just a...

Body part without a home.

Everything has its home.

In fact, it's a subject of

medical debate as to whether the

appendix is a vestigial organ or

useful to the body.

Isn't that right, nurse Grott?

Mm.

You arrived just in time.

I believe we have a patient in

need of some ice cream.

Flavor?

Uh, pistachio.

We're out.

Rocky road?

Try again.

Lemon.

Cherries jubilee?

Mint chocolate chip?

Okay. What flavors do you have?

We only have vanilla.

Only vanilla?

Why would you ask what flavor we wanted...

Vanilla's great, right?

I believe I will be leaving now, too.

I'll be back to check on you tomorrow.

Uh, wait.

Watch would like to keep his tonsils.

That's rather unorthodox.

He says he's a scientist by

nature, and he's never gotten to

study his own body parts before,

to which I say, "gross, Watch!"

He says, "thank you."

That was all just for "thank you"?

Well, I suppose there's no harm in it.

They are yours.

Hmm?

What?

You've never seen bedpans?

You think they clean themselves?

Get back to your room.

Aaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Shh! Shh, shh, shh!

Ugh!

What are you doing in here?

How'd you get in?

Your front door was unlocked.

We need to call Sally right away.

Ohh.

What is so important that I

had to sneak out of my own house

in the middle of the night, all ninja-like?

Not that I mind, though.

I'm an awesome ninja.

My tonsils are gone.

Yes, we know that.

No. You don't understand.

My tonsils are gone.

We know.

We were there.

No. My tonsils... are gone, as

in they got up and ran away.

Okay. I know we live in Spooksville.

I know this might be a silly

question, but... Are you sure?

Yes, yes, I'm sure!

They attacked me under my

covers and looked me straight in the eyes.

How can they look you in the eye?

They don't even have eyes.

My bed has always been a safe zone for me.

It was awful.

Don't you understand?

These tonsils have my DNA.

They attacked me, and now

they're loose somewhere in the hospital.

What if they go after somebody else?

Watch is right.

The DNA will lead back to him,

if your tonsils have been reanimated.

You're legally responsible for their actions.

We have to get those tonsils.

Ugh. They could be anywhere.

They're not in here.

If I were a tonsil, where would I be?

Tonsils live in the mouth.

Maybe they got hungry and went

to the cafeteria.

Not even reanimated tonsils

would eat hospital food.

Nurse Grott, I'm going to

take my break now.

Certainly, doctor.

Shall I take care of those for you?

It's all right.

I'll drop them off at the organ

room on my way.

But it would be my pleasure.

It's okay.

I can do it.

We have to get to that organ room.

Awesome.

I could spend weeks in this place.

Focus, Dr. Frankenstein.

Split up.

We'll cover more ground that way.

Aww.

Kitty.

Okay, here we go.

They're empty.

Hey, guys, come over here.

Check this out.

They're all gone.

Who's in here?

Don't try to act quiet.

I can hear you breathing.

Hide.

No!

Aah!

Ew! Ew!

Aah!

No!

Okay.

Something is clearly up with

Grott, besides the obvious weirdness.

If he's reanimating all the

tonsils in the hospital, this is

bigger than we thought.

How are we gonna find my

tonsils if every tonsil in the

hospital has disappeared?

Well, they had to go somewhere.

Adam.

The only way to figure it out

is to follow some tonsils.

And the only way to do that

is to make a trap.

But to do that, we need...

Fresh tonsils.

Which we don't have.

Yes, we do.

Recognize the name?

Neil Makey.

The boy we saved from the

howling ghost... with the cute sister.

You guys, this kid owes us.

And he's scheduled to get his

tonsils out... tomorrow afternoon.

So...

You had me tell Dr. Eck I wanted

to keep my tonsils because you

think tonight they're gonna come

alive and run away?

Yep.

That's insane!

You were captured by a ghost

and teleported to a derelict lighthouse.

By comparison, this is pretty normal.

Don't worry, Neil.

We're gonna be here for you.

Trust me... no one's falling

asleep tonight.

Guys?

Guys?

Watch, Sally.

Wake up. We fell asleep.

Neil, what's wrong?

Well, look.

But how?

They couldn't have gone far.

Check under the covers.

That's where they attacked me.

Shh, shh.

Everyone, quiet.

What's that sound?

They're coming from the other

side of the bed.

Aaah!

They have to be here somewhere.

Shh, shh. Shh.

Adam, be careful where you're going.

Guys.

Guys.

Adam, I know what you're thinking.

It is a very bad idea.

Just stand still.

Guys, I don't like this hospital.

I want to go home.

It's... it's gonna be okay.

Aaah!

Where'd they go?

They're in the ceiling.

We did it!

What are you doing in here?!

This is a hospital, not a...

After those tonsils!

Ugh!

Sorry.

There! There they are!

Go!

It's amazing how they run that fast.

This way.

Wait.

I think I heard something.

My count, okay?

3... 2... 1.

Now!

Aaah!

Aaaah!

Calm yourselves.

Dr. Eck, it's hard to believe, but...

Be still.

All is well.

Come to me.

Aah. She doesn't... She does.

Fascinating.

Gross but fascinating.

Come to your new home.

Okay.

Even for Spooksville, this is nuts!

Let's get out of here!

No! Those are my tonsils in there.

I need to know why.

Please.

We don't want to hurt you.

I know how this must look.

Your body is made out of tonsils.

There's only one way it could

look... insane.

Perhaps, but I think when you

hear my story, you'll understand.

You see, it all began when I was

in medical school.

During my residency, I became

obsessed with using vitamin D as

a means of keeping elasticity in the skin.

Since my studies kept me

indoors, I decided to supplement

my sunlight intake by regularly

attending a local tanning salon.

I had been warned never to bring

liquids into the tanning bed.

For reasons I still don't

understand, I decided to bring a

frozen juice bar into the

tanning bed with me.

The short circuit happened within moments.

Thousands of volts of UV

radiation coursed through my

body, and when it was over, I

seemed unhurt... or so I thought.

Suddenly, my whole body began to

tingle, and my organs began to fall out.

The UV radiation had destroyed

my skin's elasticity.

Fortunately, my face, hands, and

neck had been protected by

sunscreen, because I was

literally falling apart.

With time running out, I

remembered the human tonsil,

infamous for its elasticity.

I gave the tonsils new purpose,

and they saved my life.

And for that, they now seek me out.

I knew someday my horrible

secret would be revealed, and,

as you may have guessed,

nurse Grott is aware of my

condition and has been helping

to keep prying eyes out of the organ room.

I understand you'll have to turn me in.

I won't resist.

We should let her go.

What?!

She's stealing tonsils... your tonsils.

She's not really stealing anything.

They obviously want to be with her.

Watch is right.

As crazy as it sounds, she isn't

forcing anyone to get their

tonsils taken out.

She's legitimately helping them.

To make a tonsil ensemble.

Fi... fine!

But if I have to get my tonsils

out, I'm not coming to this hospital.

No offense.

None taken.

Thank you all for your understanding.

And, Watch, if you want your

tonsils back, I...

No, no. It's... it's fine.

I have all the scientific

information I need.

I'm good.

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