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-[thundering] -[rain pattering]

[car passing by]

[slow mysterious music]

You simply must be mistaken.

[Aloysius] No mistake, Augustus.

We were very clear in our last meeting.

This was to be your final extension.

Have you spoken to Mr. Fineman? We have an agreement.

Mr. Fineman has no say in this matter.

Not anymore.

-What's this? -Your eviction notice.

You have until end of day to vacate the premises.

[sighs]

It's a miracle. It's a miracle.

The auditorium's full of people.

Serendipitous.

[Aloysius] Taking shelter from the rain, no doubt.

I'll get these folks to pay the cover charge.

You keep 'em entertained till the rain lets up.

Well, it seems...

-it's showtime. -Even if you have somehow

managed to have a sold-out crowd tonight,

it won't be enough.

You told me I have till the end of day.

I'll get you your money, Aloysius.

Or my name isn't--

The Stupendous Augustus Semprini!

[drum roll]

[audience applauding, cheering]

[soft dramatic music]

Thank you.

[softly] Oh.

[exhales]

[Semprini] I have traveled every continent...

studying...

[audience applauding]

...the peculiar and curious mysteries of this world.

Uncovering ancient secrets.

Discovering the keys to feats

that many would consider unnatural.

I intend to share those secrets with you... tonight.

[cymbals crashing]

Grazie, grazie, grazie.

You are too kind. Grazie.

-Grazie! -Oh!

[Semprini] What an enchanting medley of patrons

we have assembled here tonight.

In a moment...

I will require the assistance...

of a willing volunteer.

You there, miss.

Yes. You. Right there in the third row.

Would you please join me on stage?

-Give her a round of applause! -[nervous chuckle]

[audience applauding]

Now... what do I call you?

[softly] Uh... Gert... Uh...

[louder] Gertrude Campbellton.

Gerty Campbellton, ladies and gentlemen!

-[softly] Gertrude. -This way, Gert.

[audience applauding]

This magnificent cabinet

was built from the wood in a forest near a mystic temple

in the Far East.

Go ahead and step inside all the way to the back,

-and I'll take care of the rest. -[no audio]

Through this cabinet of curiosities...

our friend Gerty

is entering a realm unseen.

But I assure you, it is entirely safe.

-[cymbals crashing] -[audience applauding]

[laughs]

-[soft tense music] -[soft whooshing]

[audience laughing]

[laughs]

[no audio]

Well...

I did say I would reveal

some of those secrets tonight, did I not? [laughs]

Let's give it up for Miss Gertrude Campbellton

one last time, ladies and gentlemen.

[softly] Thank you so much.

Well...

hold on to your hats.

'Cause I have so much more in store for you tonight.

The likes of which

you have never seen before.

[audience applauding]

[melancholic piano music]

-[thundering] -Great show Augustus, man.

You really know how to think on your feet, sir.

That's show business.

So how'd we do?

Pretty swell, compared to most nights, but, uh...

that fella was right. It's not enough.

No.

We're not done yet.

Billy...

when does the pawnbroker close?

-You got a half hour. -Well, give me a half hour

-and we'll be right as rain. -All right.

[door closes]

[Semprini] You'll fetch a pretty penny.

[knocking on door]

Mr. Semprini. It's Gertrude from before.

Marvelous show, very entertaining.

But I seem to have misplaced something very important to me,

and I was hoping you might help me recover it.

-[clattering] -[Semprini grunts]

-[chuckles] -Hello, Gerty.

Pleasure to see you again. You said you lost something.

Yes. A brooch with jewels embedded in the design.

If I could just have a look around.

-I haven't seen it. -I was wearing it

when I first came in, and then I went on stage

with all the commotion, it seems to have gone missing.

-It would just take a moment. -Perhaps another time.

I really must be going. I'm already running late.

-For what? -The pawn. I mean, a pawn--

An appointment. Magic business. None of your concern.

You see, I really can't go home without it.

It's a very important piece of family jewelry,

and I can't bear the thought that I may have lost it.

Or that perhaps...

you may have taken it from me.

Madam, I will not stand--

Listen, you dime-store hack! You've been caught out!

Just return the brooch and I'll say nothing of it.

[stutters] I never.

And even if someone had taken such a gaudy piece of jewelry,

I'm pretty sure they're putting it to better use!

I demand you return it at once!

[dramatic music building]

Magic business, huh?

[thundering]

[music intensifies]

[crackling]

If wicked ways you choose, by wicked ways you lose!

Until I have that which you hide,

inside your coat you will reside!

[zapping]

[zapping]

[sighs] Hmm.

[no audio]

-[screams] -[thunder]

[foreboding music]

[light whooshing]

[joyful music ]

[school bell rings]

Hey.

Hey there.

Oh, oh, Kristy. I didn't see you there.

Oh, oh, the dance? Uh, well, I mean...

I'll probably go.

[toilet flushes]

[faucet water flows, stops]

[inspiring music]

[no audio]

-[thud] -Are you okay?

-[school bell rings] -[no audio]

[stutters, exhales]

Sorry.

It's fine, I just...

[melancholic music]

[school bell rings]

All right. Basketball today.

Chase, Toby. Team captains.

Everybody else, line up!

[Chase] Eli.

Isaac.

[Chase] Hudson.

Zeke.

[Chase] Reed.

[Toby] Zane.

[Chase] John.

[Toby] Hunton.

[Chase] Wyatt.

[Toby] Brazus.

Charlie.

Okay. Let's go.

And so, in conclusion, there truly is no physical analogy

we can make to understand what goes on inside atoms.

"Atoms," as John Gribbin once said,

"behave like atoms, nothing else."

And with that, I'll open the floor to questions.

[faint whooshing]

[sighs]

Miss Weaver?

-Miss Weaver! -No soliciting. [clears throat]

[whooshing continues]

Miss Weaver. Any questions?

[school bell rings]

None whatsoever.

I was reviewing your term paper.

"Biochemical Influences on Organic Solidarity"?

Hm. The very same.

Look, if you're gonna plagiarize,

you have to pick less complex topics.

I'm sorry?

The language. The theoretical conjecture.

None of this reads like an eighth grader wrote it.

It's simply a by-product of hours of personal study.

If you cross-reference--

I appreciate your commitment to the bit,

but I'll have to write you up if you can't own up to it.

I wrote it myself, I swear!

Look at what your classmates are writing about. Mm?

"How the Moon Affects Tides."

"Photosynthesis and Me."

And then... [exhales] I hop over here to...

"Biochemical Influences on Organic Solidarity."

I don't even know what that means.

If you bothered to read my paper,

maybe you would find out.

It is not my fault the entire class

shares one communal brain cell.

Maybe you should borrow it sometime!

That'll do it.

[soft whooshing]

What is that?

A drawer full of none of your business.

Now get out of here or you'll be late for your next class.

[sighs]

It's infuriating.

She wouldn't be treating me like this if I wasn't a kid.

Yeah. Weaver's mean to everybody.

This is different, Jack.

-You know what I mean. -Tommy J used AI

-to write his book report. -Charlie.

I'm not saying that's what you did.

-The mud pie, kid? -No. That's Tommy C.

-Guys. -I-- okay, so Miss Weaver

can't handle how smart you are.

At least you're not being picked dead last

in gym class for being too short.

Try humiliating yourself

in front of the girl of your dreams.

Then you'll go crawling back to being picked last in gym.

They didn't pass the ball to me. Once.

We'll show them all when we're older.

Can't happen soon enough.

Look on the bright side, lover boy.

At least today can't get any worse.

-[Jack] What? -[Olivia] Mom!

-[Charlie] No. -[Katie] It's last minute

but it's just for the weekend.

Who schedules a business meeting on Halloween?

-Trick or treating! -The dance, Mom.

I know, but I'm sorry, guys,

this could make a huge difference for us. I have to go.

But do we have to stay with Grandma Finerman?

I'm old enough to watch all three of us.

-[softly] Hey. -Yes and no.

-But her TV's like this small. -And she has no internet.

The warden's spoken, guys. Let's go get packed.

[melancholic music]

Thanks, Jack.

How bad is it?

That's nothing you need to worry about.

Mom, are we gonna lose the house?

[softly] No.

We worked way too hard to let that happen. Okay?

Okay. Get packed. Wheels up in ten.

Okay? Let's go.

[resounding surge]

[tense music]

[cat meows]

[Bertha] You're back. I was beginning to worry.

I can't just zap myself everywhere anymore.

We're dangerously low on supplies.

And every spell I cast ages me more than the last.

[Bertha grunts]

[music continues]

[soft sparkling]

-[Bertha grunts] -[clattering]

Careful with that.

It's all the same junk we found in '95

[grunts] We already searched this place top to bottom.

-[whooshing] -[exhales]

We didn't check the catwalk in '95.

Why would it be up there?

Need I remind you of the time-sensitive nature

of our activities here?

-We leave no stone unturned. -Yes, Madam Weaver.

I'm going to search the local thrift stores.

I expect a full report when I return.

[knocking on door]

Maybe she didn't hear us?

Try again.

There's my chickadees! Get in here! [soft chuckle]

Okay.

[door closes]

[TV static]

Still the same TV.

[Grandma] Going on 37 years.

They don't make them like they used to.

-They sure don't. -[Jack] Dibs!

-[laughs] -[coughing]

That's just out here till the moldy smell airs out.

Brought it down from the attic as soon as your mom called me.

-Yeah. -Well, throw your bags

in the back room and make yourself at home.

I'll be in the kitchen.

[sighs]

Well, could be worse.

-[electrical buzzing] -[Grandma] Ooh!

Dinner by candlelight it is.

[soft gentle music]

[sighs]

-Where did she say? -A box on a trunk.

-[Charlie] Oh. -[Olivia] Look at this stuff.

[music turns inspirational]

Hey, check this out.

[Olivia] Did Grandma have the world's biggest collection

of dress-up clothes?

They're costumes from the old theater.

Not bad.

Avast ye!

Release the damsel in the yellow dress or face my wrath.

Ahh.

You'll have to pry her

from my cold dead hooked hand.

[laughter]

[both imitating fight grunting]

[Charlie] That's not fair.

[laughter continue]

-[swords hitting] -[both grunting]

You're only young once, you know.

At last, I shall have my revenge.

[both grunting]

Oh, you'll never strike me down!

[both grunting]

[Charlie] Oh!

You'll never strike me down all the way!

Oh, really?

All your pillaging and plundering

has angered the mighty Poseidon,

God of the Sea.

-Oh, no. -With the flick of the wrist,

I could crush entire armadas,

bring kingdoms down to their knees,

and summon a kraken that will drag you down

to Davy Jones' locker.

You two pirates don't stand a chance

against my wits, my strength, and of course,

-my devilishly handsome looks. -Ah, come on.

What will you give me in exchange

for your measly little lives?

[soft suspenseful music]

-You better not. -Oh.

Ready?

-Aim! -[Charlie] Go, go, go, go!

[thundering]

Fire.

Couldn't bring yourselves to do it, huh?

-Run! -Oh, my God!

[Jack] Oh, yeah. You better run.

[Olivia] Oh!

Oh, my God. Come on!

[Jack] You have angered the mighty Poseidon!

Hey! Whoa! Hey, guys. [screams]

[soft suspenseful music]

-Go away. -What did you do to Jack?

No, but it's me. It's me.

-Grandma, some weirdo has Jack! -No.

I'm Jack. I'll prove it.

Charlie, your biggest dream is to play for the Clippers.

-Let me guess. -Seriously?

Olivia. Weaver just chewed out for cheating,

but it's actually you're just really, really smart!

Have you been following me around school?

No. It's me, Jack.

Look, I'm wearing the same clothes.

[zapping]

[Grandma] Awful lot of screaming going on.

Everybody okay?

-Yeah. -[stutters] Sorry, Grandma.

We, we were just...

playing.

[whimsical music]

Do it again.

[zapping]

What is happening?

How do you feel?

I feel... normal.

-How do I sound? -You sound old.

-Like old old? -Like Mom old.

-Mom's 37. -Exactly. Let me try.

[zapping]

Give me that.

[zapping]

Whoa!

Is this what it's like to be tall?

Man, a few inches makes a lot of difference.

[male faint voice] Kids! Kids, down here.

Do you guys hear that?

-It sounds like a... -[male faint voice] Kids! Kids!

-...distant voice. -[male voice] Yes, down here.

-Down here. -You don't hear that?

I think I need to gather my own data.

[zapping]

Maybe hearing voices is just part of being an adult.

[exhales deeply]

[zapping]

Oh.

This makes absolutely no sense.

[sniffs]

Oh!

-Oh! -You know what this means.

We can do anything adults can do.

Let's not get carried away. We need to study this thing.

Dork.

[sighs]

-Check the pockets. -Oh, yeah.

Nothing.

Hey, here, there's another pocket.

It's got a name in it.

Augustus Semprini.

Let me look that up.

Here.

Okay. Augustus Semprini.

Okay, we got something. "The final vanishing act.

Magician Augustus Semprini's unsolved disappearance."

Look.

"Last seen at Finerman Theater."

This isn't a costume.

It's the magician's raincoat.

Do you think he made any more of these?

Only one way to find out.

[foreboding music]

[Charlie] This was the last place he was seen

before he disappeared.

Well, it's definitely seen better days.

Grandma said the guy that bought it

from her great-granddad just boarded the place up

and never stepped foot inside.

Backstage will be a good place to start.

-Sound logic. -[screaming]

[panting]

Probably the most haunted place to start.

Stay with us, Charlie. Keep it together.

[Charlie] Uh, yeah, sure.

[Bertha] Is that the--

Well, I can't believe my eyes.

[Bertha grunting]

Guys.

[rubble cracking and falling]

-I, I-- there's something-- -Come on, Charlie.

-Eyes on the prize. -No, it's not that. It's...

It's.

[wings fluttering]

Bats!

I am not getting rabies today.

[Jack] All right, run! Go, go, go, go.

[exhales loudly]

Here. Take it.

[man] Scoot!

[inspirational music]

-What are you doing? -[zapping]

Charlie!

Hey!

-Can we have our ball back? -Yeah.

Ooh. What?

[joyous music]

[chuckles]

Oooh! Woo! Ow!

[laughing] Yeah!

Woo! Hey, thank you, guys, for letting me play.

Thank you for letting me play. So, so thank you.

[door opens]

-[Bertha] Madam Weaver. -I'm exhausted.

Absolutely no sign of the coat.

[Bertha] I was--- About that, Madam Weaver--

I did find an incredible cashmere sweater, though.

I can't imagine why anyone would give this away.

-[Bertha] Madam Weaver! -[clattering]

Oh, it's gonna stain.

What is it, you jabbering pillock?

-[boxes clattering] -[Bertha grunting]

[whimpering]

I saw the raincoat.

[cat meows]

[suspenseful music]

Bertha, don't tease me.

I swear, Madam Weaver. These children, they broke in

while you were gone, and they had it with them.

-Where are they now? -They left.

That's it? They left?

Well, there were bats and lots of screaming,

and it was all very chaotic.

I have one day until the cycle completes

and you let the one thing I need to put an end to all this

slip through your slimy tentacles?

Bring me the gazing ball.

But we're dangerously low on oil.

-And I'm concerned we would-- -Do not test me.

You realize we only have enough supplies

to do this once?

Then we'll make it count.

[door bell rings]

So what do you guys want to do now?

Maybe I could take some college courses?

We could go see a rated R movie.

[male faint voice] Hey, kids.

Okay, you had to have heard it

-that time. -Yeah.

Maybe it's 'cause we've all worn the raincoat by now?

[male faint voice] I'm trying to get your attention.

Down here!

Yes. Yes, you can hear me down here. I'm trying to talk to you.

[mysterious music]

Guys, it's...

It's me.

-I mean, it's him. -Yes. You can see me.

I need your help to set me free.

-How is this happening? -I need you to listen carefully.

You have to find Gertrude Campbellton.

She's the only one that can lift this curse--

[water lapping]

[soft music playing on headphones]

[sweeping]

What just happened?

Find Gertrude Campbellton.

Well, if he disappeared in the 1930s, then, like...

Then, she's probably been dead for years.

[church bell tolling]

[exhales] We're gonna be late for dinner.

Oh.

-Charlie. -What?

-The coat. -Oh, oh.

[zapping]

What model grandchildren you are.

It truly does warm this whole heart

that you wanna learn so much about the theater.

Um, did you know of a magician named Augustus Semprini?

Oh, the magician who disappeared.

Well, it's a bit before my time,

but the newspapers had

a field day with those headlines.

They're all in the book.

The book?

Oh, yes.

The Finerman Family Theatrical Compendium.

It's just a collection of keepsakes and remembrances.

[soft inspirational music]

I do think you guys are gonna like this.

It's like going back in time.

Oh, wait.

"Return what is mine, and I will lift the curse."

What's that?

Hmm. I suppose it is the perfect time of year

-to talk about the Phantom. -The Phantom?

The phantom of the Finerman theater.

Oh, it sounds a lot more serious than it really is.

You see, after the magician disappeared

and before the theater closed down for good

mysterious notes, like this one, started showing up.

No one knew who they came from or what they meant, even.

Part of me thinks it was my great-granddaddy's way

of trying to drum up business in hard times.

Boy, he did everything he could to keep that place afloat.

Broke his heart to lose it.

[Olivia] "GC."

-Gertrude. -Gesundheit.

[foreboding music]

-Quickly, Bertha. -Yes, Madam Weaver.

I'm moving as fast as I can.

I have it!

Here, Madam Weaver.

[steady crackling]

[Bertha] Look at it. It's working!

Of course it is.

Creature of night, nearest to my prize.

Give me your sight, lend me your eyes.

[soft whooshing]

[crow calling]

[music intensifies]

-[crow calling] -[screams]

[screaming]

[crackling]

[Charlie screaming]

-The raincoat! -[Charlie] No!

[continues calling]

[screaming]

Give it back, you raven. [grunts]

-[grunting] -[crackling continues]

[Charlie groaning]

[indistinct yelling]

[screaming]

[crow calling]

No! No! No!

[continues grunting]

[whimpering]

[sharp whooshing]

-[grunts] -[crackling]

[soft music]

[door closes]

[sighs]

-You don't see that every day. -You, you don't.

No! [grunts]

[Bertha groans]

-Oh! -[Weaver sighs]

That was our last chance!

[suspenseful music]

Precious oils and powders wasted.

Fool's errand.

[Bertha] Not necessarily.

[whooshing]

[gulps, exhales]

I'm no closer than I was before.

Oh, Madam Weaver, don't talk like that.

You sound so down.

I don't think that's entirely true.

I mean, it's, it's upside down right now.

But look at it the way I'm looking at it.

See, I think we just need to find this house.

So what are you waiting for?

-[whooshing] -Oh!

Mm. Right. Um...

[laughing nervously] Okay. Okay.

[soft tense music]

I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting.

I assume the paperwork is in order.

I'd say the foreclosure is a definite.

[Aloysius laughs]

This time tomorrow, it'll all be yours.

So what are you going to do with the place?

Um...

I have a few plans.

-It was right here. -I don't hear anything.

-Jack? -Nothing.

So it's not about the coat.

He made contact with us, right?

Maybe we can't summon him on command?

No. There's something missing.

[Semprini Jack] Maybe it has something to do with daylight.

I mean, it's getting pretty close to sundown.

-[Charlie] Yeah. -[Olivia] Maybe.

-[soft tense music] -[laughing]

[inaudible chatter]

Jack, where are you going?

Hey, uh, I meant to ask you something

when I saw you earlier at school.

-This doesn't end well. -Not without our help.

Uh, I was just wondering if maybe, you know,

-you just-- -There you are! Dad!

-What? -Come on. We're gonna be late.

Oh! Um, yeah. Sorry, I thought you were

-somebody else. -Come on.

-What was I thinking? -[zapping]

Keep your head in the game, you're going back out there.

Huh, pardon me--

-[screams] -Are you okay?

-Charlie, did you hurt anything? -Yeah, just my pride.

-Come on. -[Charlie groans]

[gentle music]

Hi, Jack.

Yeah.

-I mean, hi. -[chuckles]

Uh, so do you have any plans for Halloween?

Annie and I are going to the dance.

Our movie's about to start.

Uh, well... I'll see you at the dance.

I hope so.

There you go.

You guys just changed my whole life.

Come on. It's all you, man.

[sighs] Come on, Casanova, we got to get back

to Grandma's before it gets dark.

[fast-paced rock music building]

-[music intensifies] -[Bertha grunting]

Oooh!

[birds chirping]

Oh, what a beautiful day.

How long is cloud nine Jack going to be a thing?

You know, I really thought the dopamine

-would have dissipated by now. -Yeah.

O-- Okay. I'm, I'm moving, I'm moving.

-[Olivia chuckles] -Okay.

There's my early bird. Happy Halloween, Jackie.

Oh, it might just be the most Hallow to ever have weened.

And chipper, too. Come on, let's get you packed.

Aren't you supposed to be on a business trip?

-Didn't pan out. -Are we okay?

Yeah. Everything's fine.

We're good. Let's go.

Come on. Hustle!

[rock music]

[swooshing]

[groaning, gasping]

[Berta grunts, screams]

-[thud] -[groaning]

"Evicted"?

I hoped I'd find you here today.

This, this doesn't make any sense.

-How can you do this? -Anything is possible

if you pull the right strings.

[suspenseful music]

-This is really bad. -What's happening?

-Who is that? -I don't know, but...

I have an idea.

[Aloysius] All I need is a signature

and I can take this money pit off your hands.

It really is in excellent condition!

No structural issues whatsoever.

You keep a magnificent home, Mrs. Finer--

-Finerman. -Thank you.

-Who are you? -Oh, right! Absolutely.

Semprini and Coates, Attorneys at Law.

Pleasure to meet you.

I am here to help you with this...

uh, this fellow. Is why I'm here today.

There must be some sort of misunderstanding.

I couldn't agree with you more,

which is what I'm here to discuss today.

Come on, hurry up, hurry up.

So after reviewing the case files

and the court documents,

we have come to a very firm conclusion.

Have you?

Yes, we have.

-And that conclusion is? -What I'm here to discuss

-with you. -You said as much.

Come on. You know, Jack can't hold down a conversation.

What did you say your name was? Semprini and Coates?

Semprini.

Where have I heard that name before?

[Semprini Jack] Well, we were established in the 1930s.

We have a very long history at the firm.

-Is that so? -Never lost, actually.

Well, there's a first time for everything.

There's no need to sign this, Mom. I mean, ma'am.

There is actually. So, if you are done stalling--

One more thing, if you don't mind.

-All right. [sighs] -So, um, we have concluded

and discussed,

and we have decided to issue an injunction

on the sale of this property.

I'll be reviewing these.

You'll hear from me by end of day.

[Katie sighs in relief]

I... [stutters] I don't know how to thank you.

There's no need. It's all a part of the job.

Well, about that...

As you can probably tell,

I can't really afford any legal fees.

Don't worry about that.

Is this, like, pro bono work, or...?

Oh, no, nothing like that.

It's absolutely free of charge.

Well...

I must be going.

Lots of... cases to crack,

jobs to do.

[clears throat] Anyways.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye.

Thank you.

[tense music]

[sighs]

Jack, honey, take a shower.

-Yes! We did it. -Yes!

-We did it! -Yes! Ah!

-I can't believe that worked. -It's just a temporary solution.

-What was in that paperwork? -I mean, a lot of things.

So what do we do?

Okay, we need to come up with a lot of money really fast.

Not easy for a bunch of kids.

That's nothing three Semprinis can't handle.

Okay, so what do we got? No idea is a bad idea.

I've recently learned quite a bit about card counting.

-It sounds doable. -Yeah. For you maybe.

So we go to Vegas, I put on the coat--

Don't you need money to gamble in the first place?

-Right. -Okay, okay. Hear me out.

So I put on the coat and rob a bank.

-You rob a bank? -You said no bad idea.

-I stand corrected. -That hurts, Jack.

Well, cry me a river. What else do we have?

-A river. -What?

No, no. Um...

A puddle!

He, he was in a puddle.

That's why we couldn't talk to him yesterday.

-I don't follow. -Why come up

with a bunch of dumb ideas of how to make money

when we could ask a magician

to literally make all the money we want?

[soft mysterious music]

Now what?

Hello?

Mr. Semprini?

Yes, I can hear you.

There's no need to shout. I'm right here.

Whoa! You're here.

Where else would I be?

Mr. Semprini, we have a bit of a pressing question.

-What is it? -Well, can you use your magic

to make us, like, a whole lot of money?

Mm. I'm sorry. I'm not that sort of magician.

I perform tricks, not real magic.

And even if I could, easy money is always trouble.

That's how I got myself into this whole mess

over this ridiculous trinket.

I... By the way,

have you found Gertrude Campbellton?

Um...

About that...

There's really no easy way to say this,

but it's been

86 years since you went missing.

Eighty-six years?

I...

I, I, I, I, I don't, I, I don't understand.

-You and me both, sir. -But it's true.

And whoever Gertrude Campbellton was,

she's probably--

She's probably not alive anymore.

There's still a chance she's a witch after all.

Come again?

[Bertha grunting]

[rock music]

That's it. The Campbellton residence.

There's her address.

-Do you think it's really her? -Let's ride.

[music speeds up]

[Bertha grunting]

There they are. Madam Weaver.

Madam Weaver!

[crackling]

[foreboding music]

-Miss Weaver. -I should have known.

What are you doing?

Taking back what's mine.

[intense zapping]

[music intensifies]

[grunting]

[steady crackling]

[zapping]

[grunts]

[dramatic music building]

[sharp zapping]

[mumbles]

-[grunts] -[sharp zapping]

[sharp zapping]

[laughs]

[multiple zapping]

[grunts]

I was saving this for a special occasion.

[pants]

[foreboding music]

[whooshing]

[exhales]

[loud zapping]

[crackling]

What was that?

My science teacher.

[panting]

[crackling]

After all these years.

[soft suspenseful music]

The curse that I did not assign.

return to me that which is mine!

[intense zapping]

[Bertha] Maybe this isn't the best approach.

[debris crashing]

[cat meows]

[grunting]

[whooshing]

[zapping continues]

-[loud clattering] -Oh! Or the-- or the safest.

[panting, grunts]

It's a simple binding spell.

You should be able to make quick work of it.

[whosshing]

[sharp zapping]

[groaning, blows]

I know it's not my place, but have you thought maybe

it's because one witch cannot--

Undo another witch's spell.

I know!

I'm not just... any witch.

I'm Madam Weaver. Mistress of magic.

Nothing is beyond my reach.

Truly, your powers are unmatched,

and you have successfully retrieved the coat

after 86 long years. [laughs]

This alone stands as a testament to your power and capability.

But perhaps now, after all of that

in the eleventh hour, it's time to contact Ge--

Don't you dare speak her name!

[knocking on door]

[birds chirping]

[knocking on door]

[knocking louder]

Okay, maybe they're not answering because we're kids.

-They might not be home. -They clearly don't take kindly

to people dropping by unannounced.

Okay. What do we do?

Semprini said she was the only one who could help.

But we don't even have the raincoat.

You kids looking for someone?

[mysterious music building]

We're trying to return something

that belonged to Gertrude Campbellton.

It's kind of a long story.

Wouldn't have anything to do with a magician

trapped inside of a yellow raincoat, would it?

How did you know?

I'm the one who cursed him.

[soft clinking]

Uh, no offense, but you don't look like

you're over 100 years old. [chuckles]

I suppose not.

You can slow things down or speed things up

with the right spell or curio.

But an object imbued with the purest magic

and given in love

can bring eternal youth to a witch.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime gift.

And a curse, really.

Remaining young as the world goes old around you.

So the brooch that Semprini has is one of those magical objects?

Yes.

There's a sealing cycle on every spell.

A certain amount of time it takes

before the spell becomes

-permanent. -[spills]

Irreversible.

The binding spell I cast on Augustus Semprini,

the sealing cycle is 86 years.

I made a terrible mistake,

and I've spent the last 86 years

studying every form of magic I could,

and searching for ways to find the raincoat

to right this wrong.

I thought I had failed.

But I hadn't considered

the oldest form of magic there is.

-What's that? -Serendipity.

Eighty-six years to the day, with mere hours

before the sealing cycle completes,

-you three show up. -Whoa!

I've been preparing for this day for decades.

I have everything I need to free Semprini.

The final ingredient is the raincoat.

There's just one problem with that.

-We don't have the coat. -It, it was taken.

I'll have to start making preparations

if I'm going to be ready in time.

You've come this far.

Something tells me you'll know what to do.

Where would she be?

I've only ever seen her in one place.

[energetic music playing]

[people chattering]

Come on. This way.

[music continues playing muffled]

I was really expecting it to be locked.

I was really expecting to do battle against an angry witch,

but you don't see me complaining.

Hey, spread out. See if you can find anything.

Okay.

-[no audio] -[liquid bubbling]

-[loud zapping] -[debris crashing]

[groaning]

[Bertha] What if we just slow down and--

Slow down?

You want me trapped like this forever?

Surviving on watered-down brews

and whatever youthful energy I can steal

from school children?

I am falling apart at the seams.

Which is precisely why we should strongly consider

putting the past behind us and reaching out to--

I warned you once.

The next one won't be a warning.

-[zapping] -[objects clattering]

[whimsical music]

-What in the blue blazes? -Meow.

Pookie?

Pookie, b--

Pookie, no. No. No!

Bad boy!

-[sniffing] -Pookie, no. Not the pellets.

No. Pookie. No, no.

-Pookie. -Madam Weaver.

-The portal pellets! -Hit the deck!

[dramatic music]

[crackling]

[soft suspenseful music]

[crackling]

[foreboding music]

[crackling]

Oh, no.

Uh, uh.

[crackling]

Whoa! Easy there. No! Whoa! No!

[screams, groans]

Here, kitty-kitty.

No!

[thud]

[soft crackling]

[Berta grunting]

Well, the good news is, I think I know where he went.

The bad news is,

I don't know if we have any portal pellets left.

Oh, but that won't stop me from looking.

Mr. Semprini?

Not quite.

[Jack] Is...

Is he a cat?

[hisses]

-Here, kitty-kitty. -Kitty-kitty-kitty, come here.

Come over here, such a good cat.

-Kitty-kitty-kitty. -Come here, come here.

[clattering]

[intense music]

Get him!

Yeah.

-He, he's over there. -Uh...

-[hisses] -Just get him.

-[Charlie] I-- We're trying. -[Jack] We're trying!

-Hold on. I have an idea. -Okay, good!

-Come on, come on. -Oh, oh, no. Okay.

[hissing]

[Jack speaks indistinctly]

[soft suspenseful music]

[Weaver] A-ha!

Found one.

In perfect condition.

Oh, um...

Fantastic.

Ready?

[both] Ready.

[music builds suddenly]

-[grunting] -[indistinct chatter]

[zapping]

Well... it could have been worse.

[whooshing, loud crackling]

You've got to stop saying that.

-Run! -Go, go, go, go!

[dramatic music]

You guys run ahead. I'll try to stall her.

-What? No! -Go now.

Let's go!

Come on. Come on.

Charlie, I can't run that fast.

[zapping]

Okay, then hold this. Jump on.

Let's go!

Where did that idiot cat go?

[meowing]

[tense dramatic music]

No need to make this difficult.

You can't get away.

["Afraid Of The Night" by DBone playing]

♪ ...turn out the lights ♪

♪ And you know you're not alone ♪

♪ Something isn't right ♪

♪ You can feel it in your bones ♪

♪ It's a creaking in the stairs ♪

♪ The windows blowing closed raising up your hairs ♪

-Sorry, just kidding. -Watch out!

[Semprini Charlie] Oh, sorry. Excuse me!

[panting, mumbling]

-Excuse me! -Sorry.

It's a lovely picture! You look like a cute couple!

Ahh!

♪ I'm afraid of the night

[music subsides]

[tense music building]

[loud zapping]

[grunts]

-[panting] -[rattling]

I told you not to make this difficult.

Now you're just making me angry.

Trying to remember if I ever had you as a student.

You subbed for my history teacher once.

Mr. Cunningham?

Yeah. Sixth grade.

I fell asleep during your lecture on the Great Depression.

Try living through it, you little brat.

[sharp zapping]

Kids these days.

Or I guess just... kids in general.

Why do you all have to be so annoying?

Now, why did you have to do that?

-Where is it? -[mumbles]

Right.

I'm not gonna tell you.

I don't have time for this.

Bertha,

I'm taking this one with us.

[Jack grunting]

[birds chirping]

[panting]

[knocking on door]

[stuttering]

Oh, uh, s-- sorry.

[zapping]

[exhales]

Right on time.

Come. Come.

[soft music]

[inhales]

Yes.

With this brew and earnest verse,

absolve anew and lift this curse.

[exhales]

[soft crackling]

Step back.

[liquid bubbling]

[music builds]

[music stops abruptly]

Did it work?

[tense music]

[panting]

-Oh. -[gasps]

Ge-- Gertrude.

I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I...

The show was a disaster and I was desperate.

I know, I know, that's not an excuse, but...

Thank you, thank you for freeing me.

I have felt such a crushing guilt

for so long. I...

I never should have done this to you.

I'm so sorry.

[music swells]

[gasps]

Better late than never.

Oh, and children! [soft chuckle]

I owe you such a debt of gratitude, I do.

[stutters] Mm?

Where is your older brother?

[ominous music]

[metallic rattling]

She's not always like this. If you just do what she says,

she can be reasonable from time to time.

Stop fraternizing with the prisoner.

She's not wrong, though.

This would be a lot easier on both of us

if you would just tell me where it is.

-Why do you want it, anyway? -Really?

Okay. Here's what it looks like to answer a question

in a straightforward manner.

There is an amulet trapped inside that raincoat

that belongs to me.

If I fail to retrieve it by the end of the day,

I will forever lose the immortal youth it once bestowed upon me.

-See? Not that difficult, is it? -[Jack] But it's not the truth.

That brooch belongs to Gertrude.

-Oh, oh, We don't say that name. -No, it does not belong to her.

She simply wanted to borrow it for an afternoon.

I normally would never let it leave my side,

but my love for my sister was blind.

She's your... sister?

Not anymore.

[exhales]

Listen, kid.

I need that raincoat. And don't you think for a second

I'm gonna let it slip away for good?

Not when I'm this close.

So, if you're not gonna talk,

I'd have other ways

of forcing the information,

and they are all...

[soft sparkling]

...extremely...

[zapping]

...painful.

Last chance. What's it gonna be, kid?

Bad move, kid.

[whooshing]

[Bertha] Enough!

Has it honestly never occurred to you

that you don't have to be so mean all the time?

You were holding out on me?

[music intensifies]

[crackling]

[gasps] Oh, no.

You didn't.

[Bertha] It's for your own good.

Esmeralda.

No! You do not get to come here.

Not today of all days. You do not get to come here.

[gentle majestic music]

-You found it? -I never stopped looking.

-[soft whooshing] -[metallic clank]

Jack.

-You guys okay? Are you hurt? -Yeah. We're okay. We're fine.

Looks like it worked.

Um... good job guys.

[both gasp]

[sparkling]

We have a lot of catching up to do.

But first,

you should formally meet...

the real heroes.

I guess I was a little harsh with you guys.

A little? [grunts softly]

Look, it's been a tough 86 years.

But I shouldn't have treated you the way I did.

Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?

Well, you see, there is something. Um...

I don't know if this falls under your jurisdiction as...

witches, but we're gonna lose our house

if we don't come up with a lot of money really fast.

Yeah, we bought a little time,

but, you know, it's not really looking good.

We may not have bought as much time as you think.

[knocking on door]

[tense music]

[Aloysius grunts softly]

[knocking]

[grunts]

[knocking louder]

[Katie] Take it easy.

[exhales sharply] You know, I heard you the first 13 times.

You really didn't have to go so hard. Are your knuckles okay?

All right. You had your fun.

I don't know what you were trying to accomplish,

and I won't pretend to care, but I am willing to present you

-with the same offer. -Slow your role, buddy.

Does the word injunction mean nothing to you?

You can drop the act.

We read this entire document.

Not that we needed to.

Over half of this thing is comprised of Wikipedia articles

about collecting Pokémon cards.

What?

You didn't...?

Here, see for yourself.

I'm sorry you had to find out this way.

I can't tell you what this man's intentions were,

but I can tell you for certain,

he is definitely not a lawyer.

-Miss Finerman-- -Missus.

Mrs. Finerman, the offer still stands,

and I think you will find it more than generous.

I can't.

I realize how difficult this is for you.

-Do you? -But I urge you to think

of your family's future.

After today, the offer is off the table.

This is the best option.

Now, will you take this generous settlement agreement

of your own free will?

Or will you wait until the bank forecloses on you

and leaves you empty-handed?

[music intensifies]

[whooshing]

Kids?

Hi, Mom.

Is that, Mrs. Weaver?

Hello, Mrs. Finerman.

And the bad lawyer?

-Aloysius. -Hello, Gertrude.

-I thought you were dead. -You thought wrong.

Wait.

-I know you. -That's it!

You're that terrible magician.

Whatever he asks you to do, you mustn't comply.

-It's too late. -[whooshing]

But I could use an insurance plan.

-[screams] -[abrupt zapping]

-Mom! -What happened?

-Where did he take her? -[Weaver sighs]

You think he's at it again?

He can't be.

That's the man you saw earlier today?

I don't know how, but that's the man

that tried to buy the theater I performed at 86 years ago.

He's definitely at it again.

-What are you talking about? -[both] Triplex Compositum.

What's that?

It's a very dangerous--

Some would say "evil."

Dark magic rite

intended to increase your power and influence.

At the risk of sucking the entire world into the void.

Sounds a bit shortsighted.

But we're talking incredible power.

-You'd be untouchable. -Hypothetically.

It's been outlawed for millennia.

Do you really think that he would try it

after what happened last time?

Wh-- what do you mean "last time"?

He tried this whole song and dance ages ago in Bermuda.

It was a disaster.

The... Bermuda Triangle?

A literal disaster.

It took the High Council centuries to seal it up.

-Seal it up? -Where did he take our mom?

[zapping]

[Gertrude] This is your house.

And you said he wanted to buy the theater.

Yes. That's it.

Why does this matter?

Each requisite accessory for this particular rite,

in this case, property, must be given freely.

They cannot be taken by force.

We just need to know where the third location is.

Um...

What about his office?

[softly] Oh.

Excellent.

[crackling]

Bingo.

[soft chuckle]

[whooshing, zapping]

[thundering]

You don't have to go through with this.

You can't imagine how long I've been planning this.

I spent decades sabotaging performers

at that cheap theater,

patiently waiting for the right moment to step in

and take it off their hands.

And I would have taken your house 15 years ago

if you and your husband hadn't come along

and put so much work into it.

Tenacious to the last.

You kept coming back with so many job opportunities,

I thought I'd never be able to shut them all down in time.

You are a monster.

Whatever it is you're planning, you won't get away with it.

I already have.

[loud zapping]

[music intensifies]

[sharp whooshing]

Mom!

[sharp zapping]

Olivia!

Don't get too close.

You might hurt yourself.

-[faint whooshing] -[scoffs]

I thought you would have known better.

You're powerless here as long as I'm in control.

[soft whooshing]

Welcome to the Triplex Compositum.

[loud bangs, thundering]

[tense dramatic music]

[loud whooshing]

It's almost time.

For this next bit of magic,

I will require the assistance of a willing volunteer.

-Whatever he wants, don't do-- -I volunteer.

Oh, uh, actually, I'm so excited to be a part of this.

-It's all very impressive. -Please, back up.

That's close enough.

And maybe hold off on the excitement

until I tell you what I need you to do.

Yes. Absolutely.

You are the final piece of the puzzle.

So it is very important

that you volunteer of your own free will.

-Do you understand? -Yes, I do. Indeed.

[Aloysius] Very well.

I need you to step into the void

and retrieve the eye of the storm.

[loud crackling]

It is a pyramid-shaped gem.

Bring it to me

and I will grant you anything your heart desires.

[mumbles]

That sounds wonderful.

And terrifying.

Dangerous.

I just, um...

I have one question.

-What's that? -Um...

How are you gonna grant my heart's desires...

without this?

[triumphant music]

-How did you-- -A magician never reveals

-his secrets. -[Aloysius] You idiot!

You have no idea what you've done.

Do I?

We'll breach the void any minute.

We're counting on it.

[sharp zapping]

You can't defeat me.

[panting]

[foreboding music]

Not alone, I can't.

[whooshing]

-[loud zapping] -[Aloysius grunting]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[music stops abruptly]

[soft whooshing]

-[gentle slow music] -[gasps]

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

-I'm all right, you guys okay? -Yeah, we're okay, Mom.

Can somebody please explain to me...

-what just happened? -Uh-- [chuckles]

[soft chuckle]

In a world without magic, the trickster is king.

Well played, Augustus.

Thank you. But honestly, I really feel that...

this would be safer in your hands.

I don't know about you guys, but I could go for something

profoundly normal right now,

-like, boring even. -[all laugh]

[joyful music building]

[no audio]

[Bertha] Whoooa!

[upbeat music]

[foreboding music]

[tense music]

[foreboding music]