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Well, Mrs. Woodstone,
good to see you.

How was your trip
to Michigan?

Well, we lost a coachman
to fever in Ohio,

but still made good time.

We arrived
in under two months.

What route did you take?

I've heard good things
about The Road.

Enough small talk, George.

Where is my husband?

You're his lawyer,

you must know
where he absconded to,

and what floozy
he took with him.

Unfortunately,
I know not where he went.

Well, his absence has
left me a social pariah.

Apparently, Mamie Fish has been
going around telling people

I don't have the ankles
to keep a man.

In any case,
Elias has left behind

no small amount
of legal trouble.

- Legal trouble? Like what?
- Well,
there's the matter

of children working
- in your factories.
- What about it?

We're the largest employer
of children in six counties.

- We're doing our part, George.
- That's the problem.

People don't want children
working anymore.

In fact, they want them
in school now.

During their most
productive years?

When their
tiny fingers are

still small enough
to fit into the crevices

- of the machinery?
- I am on your side.

But new laws
have been passed

and Elias has been
ignoring those laws.

- Ugh.
- In his absence,

his legal troubles fall squarely
upon your shoulders.

What?

If convicted,

they will seize
your assets.

They'll take your money,
your homes...

You will be left with nothing.

Surely there's-there's
some palm to grease

or politician to threaten.

Perhaps there's something
to be done.

- Tell me.
- I have an in
with the governor.

My wife recently became
his new mistress.

Oh, that's wonderful.
Congratulations.

Thank you so much.
Big step up for the family.

Anyway, should any news arise,
I'll send a telegram.

Or better, just call me
on my telephone.

Oh!
You have a telephone.

First in the county.
Here, take down my number.

Go ahead.

It's "four."

Got it.

Let me read that
back to you--

four.

Precisely.

I couldn't help but notice

that we put the iPad away

and unplugged the Alexa.

Yeah, we're going away
to relax and unwind.

We don't want you bothering us.

What if there's
an emergency?

None of you are alive.

What kind of emergency
could there be?

Stay strong, babe.
All right, listen up.

This is a ghost-free
weekend,

so none of you guys
burn the house down

while we're gone.

I'm looking at you, Thor.

You're not looking
at Thor.

You could lie to me, babe.

Just once.

All right,
we'll see you all soon.

Oh, and just so you know,
the contractor will be around

doing some odds and ends
on the property.

Installing
the new ja-cu-cu?

We're not getting
a ja-cu-cu.

Okay, that was
definitely Trevor.

You got one, babe!

Okay.
We'll see you. Bye.

Oh. Bye, Sam.

You two enjoy making whoopee
without us listening!

- You listen?
- You don't?

So...

I hear Sam and Jay are out
for the weekend, huh?

Anybody want to do it
in their bed?

I don't know, maybe somebody
who has a shield and is tall?

Riffing off of that,

can I interest anyone
in a game of charades?

Hey, dorks.

- Stephanie. You're awake.
- Oh!

- Oh, my.
- Stephanie.

So soon.
That's Stephanie.

She teenage ghost
who sleep a lot.

Yeah, Thor.
I remember Stephanie.

Sorry.
Thor in habit

of explaining things
to Flower.

Flower, beautiful hippie
- who was very forgetful.
- Just stop.

- Why are you awake?
- You guys aren't gonna

believe
what happened to me.

So, obviously,
I've been alone forever

because I died
on my prom night,

and Trevor says
that I'm underage

and it's "illegal."

Still very much
standing by that.

And then I meet Ralph
in the basement.

He's like a total babe,
dead teenager--

his cholera boils aren't
even really that pus-y.

It's your classic meet-cute.

We were in love...

and then he just
disappeared on me.

Listen, Stephanie,
your adolescent breakups

don't interest us.
Some of us are

adults who are trying to plan
dinosaur-themed weddings.

We didn't break up.
He got sucked off.

What?

When?

It was a few months ago.
We went up to my attic,

and it was so romantic...

You're the most beautiful
woman I've ever seen.

Gag me with a spoon.

I don't have a spoon.

My friend Paul did.

What was it like
having cholera?

Bad.

I've never been
this happy.

I thought that nothing
would ever top the time

that I finally got
to try an orange.

Mm.

But this feeling--

Ralph, wait!

Seriously?

That was rude.

Okay.

I'm going back to sleep.

Everybody find
your suck-off buddy!

We were just kissing
and then he just went right up.

Now my life sucks again.

But I guess I rule
at frenching.

Wait, wait.
So you're saying

Ralph got sucked off
a few months ago?

Wait, you wear glasses,
but you're not smart?

Yeah, that's good.

Nancy,

you said you counted
all the basement ghosts

and everyone
was there, right?

Nancy?
Well, yeah...

I may have
forgotten Ralph.

Whoa... okay.

I guess it was just
a basement ghost.

- My bad.
- Seriously?

What?
It's dark down there,

and we're all wearing
the same thing.

And if I'm being
totally honest with you,

I'm not sure I knew
what the correct numbers were

- to begin with.
- Great.

I don't understand.
If Ralph went up,

then what happened
to Flower?

What if Flower wasn't
sucked off

and instead is lost
somewhere on the property,

alone and abandoned?

No. Flower's definitely
in great beyond.

How can you be so sure?

Thor take many walks
at edge of property.

Flower speak to Thor
from great beyond.

Was very meaningful.

She say, "I am... well!

I am... well!"”

Mean she at peace.
Thor, is it possible

she was saying
"I am in a well"?

Oh, my God!

Flower?!

Are you there?!

Thor!

Oh, my God!

How did you end up
down there?

I was chasing a butterfly
and I fell in by accident.

But the butterfly
didn't fall in

'cause he was flying.

We know how
butterflies work, hon!

We thought you got
sucked off.

Thor thought he would never
see Flower again.

Did you hear me yelling
that I was in a well?

Yes!

Is that how you found me?

Yes!

What? Is true.

Well,
color me relieved.

Now let's get our girl
out of there.

Oh, my dear sweet Pete.
If only it were so easy.

What are you talking about?

The most hopeless thing
in the world

is a ghost in a hole.

What are you guys
talking about up there?

Nothing.
Have you out in a jiff.

She will not be
out in a jiff.

Holes are... bad.

Your carriage is almost
ready, ma'am.

Reginald, have we heard
from the lawyer?

Has he telephoned?

No. No one has called.

Ever, I believe.

But to be fair,

there are only
seven other phones

in the state.

Well, then I must depart, forthwith.

Must you really
leave, ma'am?

Yes. I shall pick up my son
from boarding school,

clear out the bank accounts,

and abscond before
the law can catch up with me.

And what about my job?

Right, your job.
It is safe.

Until the carriage is loaded.
And then you're fired.

Very good, ma'am.

It's the police.

- What?
- Ma'am.

They're outside,

- they're asking for you.
- No.

No! Reginald...

...barricade me
in the library

and take whatever
- bullets you must.
- Yes, ma'am.

Have you tried
climbing out?

I've tried that constantly

for the last few months.

My hands just go
through the side of the well.

And therein lies the rub.

As you know, for reasons
we don't fully understand,

ghosts can stand
on a floor,

but we go
right through a wall.

And the side of the well
is effectively wall,

and, as such,
impossible to scale.

That is why hole something
you not want to battle.

But we have Sam and Jay.
Maybe they can do something.

Yeah, they could build
some stairs or dig a ramp.

Or-or-or cut out
a piece of floor,

and lower it down.

But if you remove
floor from floor,

does it stay floor?

Or does it take
on the properties of wall?

We don't have to figure
this out right now.

Let's just call
Sam and Jay.

Flower, sit tight.

We're gonna try
to contact Sam and Jay.

But I thought you were Jay.

Nope. I-I-I'm Pete.

Nice to meet you, Pete!

Pleasure's all mine.

Okay, they put the iPad
in that drawer.

This is my greatest
challenge yet.

I've pushed many times,
but I've never pulled.

Unless you're talking
about pulling tens

'cause I've pulled
my share of those. T-money!

Just open the drawer, Trev.

This may take a while.

I'll be out there.

So how do you guys know
so much about holes?

Because we were once
stuck in a hole.

Although--It was over
a hundred years ago.

I was telling the story.
I'm literally the storyteller.

Well, jump in,
we'll tag-team it.

The year was 18--The year was 1895.

Oh, my God.

And it was an unusually
temperate spring,

when I stumbled
and fell into a pit.

In an attempt
to rescue me,

Sasappis and Thorfinn
fell in, too.

Hetty, where were you at
for all this?

I had just returned
from Michigan

to discover that Elias
had left me for some trollop.

As it turns out, of course,

he was shoved
into the vault and left to die.

So that story had
a happy ending.

So that's why none of you knew
about Elias's secret vault.

You were away while
he was building it,

and you guys were
- stuck in a hole.
- Mm-hmm.

And by the time we got
out of the hole,

Hetty was a ghost.

Accidental overdose celebrating
Elias's disappearance.

I used to always say,

"You can never have
too much morphine,"

but apparently,
that is not correct.

Okay, so keep going.
Y'all were trapped in a hole?

Nearly a year went by.

We cried, we prayed,

we cursed the gods that made
floor floor and wall wall...

So we decided we had
but one choice--

join hands
and navigate our way

through the dirt
to the Woodstone basement

and freedom itself.

Weren't you afraid
you would get lost in the dirt?

That was a risk
we had to take.

So we agreed that Sass
would lead the way,

then Thor, then myself.

And...?

And that is everyone
in the hole

that you need
to know about.

Isaac.
Okay, fine.

There was another ghost
in the hole with us.

Her name was Patience.
She was a Puritan.

What-what happened to her?

Yeah, Isaac,
what happened to Patience?

Well, we headed off
into the dirt abyss,

holding hands.

The disorientation
immediate,

the dirt infinite,

and one false move and--Isaac sneezed and let go

of Patience's hand.

I was covering my nose.
It was the polite thing to do.

Patience got separated
from the group,

and, uh, for all we know,

she's still out there, roaming.

So, you're telling me
there's a Puritan woman

just out there
wandering around in the dirt?

Yes.

Mm-mm.
I don't like that one bit.

Mark bring large landship
to well.

He is planning
to fill hole

with liquid stone.

Uh...
Liquid stone.
I-I think I got this.

So, Mark is planning on
filling the well up with cement?

Is exactly what Thor just say!

But what happens to Flower

if she gets a ton of cement
dumped on her?

Well, it can't be good.

Trevor!
Hurry up with that iPad!

Trevor!

Mark has landship filled
with liquid stone!

- What?
- As Thor
clearly just said,

Mark is readying to fill
the well with cement.

So we need to get in contact
with Samantha now,

so she can stop him.
How's it coming, Trevor?

I can't get the drawer open.
It's impossible.

Man, Mark is crushing

that mortadella,
and I'm so jealous.

His telephone is face up
on the counter!

- Trevor, you can text Samantha.
- I don't know

that I'll have enough time
to send a whole text.

He's housing that meat
pretty good.

This isn't gonna last long.

Do FaceTime,
is just one button.

Okay, you know FaceTime?

Yeah, you eat that, Mark.

Oh, you eat it real good.

Mark is FaceTiming me?

Aw, this is gonna be expensive.

Hi, Mark.

Quiet. Quiet.
One voice. One voice.

Samantha,
you must call Mark

and tell him
not to cement the well.

Flower's in there.
We have found Flower.

Also, great-looking hotel room
at that price point.

Hello?

Mark?

No one's there.

- He must've butt-dialed us.
- Huh.

Cheese and crackers,
do we not show up on FaceTime?

Wait a minute, is that
the kitchen ceiling? Mark,

you better not be eating
my mortadella.

Hey. You guys call me?

No, uh, you called us, Mark.

I don't think so.

Ah, this so frustrating!

Samantha,
maybe try new iOS update.

Are you messing with us?

I don't even know
what's real anymore.

How is everything
going at the house?

Good. I'm about to start
filling in the well.

Oh, are-are we moving forward
with that?

Yeah, we talked about it, babe.

An old abandoned well?
It's kind of a hazard.

Yeah, but it's gonna be
pretty expensive.

So, what do you want to do?

Will Jay's famous cheapness
be our salvation?

You pull the plug
and save our girl,

you miserly bastard,
come on.

Eh... go ahead with it.

Yeah, I think
that's a smart move.

Flower,
we are running out of time.

You're gonna have to go
through the dirt.

Oh, that's cool.
It'll be like Woodstock.

There was a lot of mud.

Also hot dogs.

Nobody ever talks
about the hot dogs.

Will there be hot dogs?

She will never make it
through the dirt.

This well is
much further from the house

than the hole we were stuck in,

and-- to put it bluntly--
she's Flower.

We don't have
any other choice.

Okay,
I've mapped out the route

from here
to the Woodstone basement.

You're gonna need to head
due south.

- This way.
- If you run
into a Puritan,

she may be feral
at this point.

Do not engage.

Okay, I got it.

And whatever happens,
I love you all.

She say she love Thor.

I mean,
that was sort of a group thing.

Maybe let the big guy
have this one.

I didn't like that! It's scary!

Okay, fire it up!

GHOSTS [overlapping]:
No! No!

Oh, I can't watch this.
Our girl is about to be

cemented alive,
and if anyone points out

that we're not alive,
I will punch them.

This is terrible!

Where's the concrete? Let's go.

Let's go!

Let's go,

Mrs. Woodstone!

Open up!

This is the police!

What is that blasted ringing?

Get out of the way, sir!

Oh, it's the telephone.

You are trespassing
on private property.

Telephone?
George, is that you?

Did you speak to the governor?

Do not interfere with the law.

Oh.
You have no right to be here.

I-I think
you have the wrong number.

Who are you looking for?

No, I-I believe they're two.

You've reached four.

There's no escape, lady.

Damn it!

This is the end
of the line!

Flower!

I'm coming down there.

I will guide you
through the dirt!

Whoa. Whoa... No, no, no, Thor,
it's too risky.

Thor rather spend eternity
lost in dirt

than another day
without his love.

Stop!

I know how to save Flower.

Are you all going
to stand there and gawk,

or are we gonna save our friend?

You grab onto this,
you dirty bohemian!

I got it!

- All right, Flower.
- Come on, Flower!

It's so good to see you guys.

Hetty, I...I don't want to talk about it.

Let's get you home.

Ooh, a butterfly.

No, no, no, no, no!

Trevor,

did you know about Hetty?

I didn't.

But you guys were
hooking up for months.

I don't know, man.
These Victorian dresses,

there's a lot going on
under there.

Clasps, corsets,
some kind of scaffolding.

Did I come across a cord
at some point?

Maybe, but it didn't register
as anything out of place.

Ghosts, we're home!

Oh, hey, Sam.

Flower?

Oh, my God!

very funny.

No, really.
Flower's back, Jay.

Oh, that's fun,
there's two Jays.

I'm the other Jay.

Wait, I'm confused.
I thought she was sucked off.

Turn out it was just
basement ghost.

Flower fell in well.

Flower was stuck in the well?

The one Mark was filling in?

We got her out right before.

But... how?

It has to do with Hetty.
We'll catch you up.

Wow, sounds like
we really missed out

on quite a lot.

Also, there's
a feral Puritan lady ghost

roaming the dirt.

And, uh, Mark ate all of
Jay's mortadella.

What? Wh-What's happening?
What are they saying?

You're not gonna like any of it.

Hey.

Hetty.

How you doing?

Good God, it's a pity party.

I'm sorry I wasn't here
this weekend.

I did get you
a refrigerator magnet.

It was originally for everyone,
but, anyway, it's on the fridge.

I know you said you didn't
wish to talk about it,

but you've been there
for me in the past,

and we just wanted
to let you know

that we are here for you,

whenever you're ready.

So, we'll give you some space.

I was trying to protect my son.

Elias had disappeared,

and I was being held responsible
for his crimes.

I mean, I did do
some of the crimes,

but it was mostly him.

He was worse.

I was there,
I can confirm.

Anyway,
the law was closing in on me,

and I had nowhere to turn.

I felt like
I didn't have any friends.

And-and if I had been convicted,

the authorities would've
seized everything.

My fortune
and this home.

But with me gone,

my son's future would be secure.

Or so I thought.

- What do you mean?
- I thought I was giving him

the one thing that he needed
for a successful life: wealth.

But then he grew up
to be a murderer.

And I now know that

I didn't give him the one thing
that he truly needed,

the one thing that none of
that money could ever buy:

a mother's love.

It's not necessarily
your fault.

A lot of kids grow up
without mothers,

and they don't kill anyone.

I'm just saying,
it's possible

he would've become a murderer
either way.

That's very nice of you to say.

But, no, I made
a grievous misjudgment.

Well, it must've been
so hard for you.

You probably felt very alone.

Well, I-I spent most of my life

projecting a certain
image of myself.

But the truth is,

I was very unhappy.

I did not know
how to ask for help.

I didn't even that
that telephone dialed out.

At the time,
I-I saw no other way out,

but it was a mistake
that I deeply regret.

I still had
so much life yet to live.

You were in a hole.

And sometimes you need help
getting out of those.

Thank you both.

And thanks
for the refrigerator magnet.

Oh. It's a windmill.[chuckles] Neat.

Hey, Hetty.

I just wanted to say thank you.

What you did for me,

revealing your secret
to save me,

I know that wasn't easy.

You're welcome, Flower.

You're a good friend.

And because
you did that,

I'm gonna tell you
something now.

Something I've never
told anyone.

Okay.

I robbed a bank once.

There it is.
Mm-hmm.

It's good to have you back,
Flower.

So, just to be totally sure,

did you turn into
an owl at all?

I don't think so.

Yeah, no.

Thor pretty sure you didn't
but had to check.

Yeah, of course.

Thor very happy
to have his Flower back.

Aw!

- I really missed you.
- Mm.

Sam, what's happening?

I think you know.

Oh...

Good for them.

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