The School for Good and Evil (2022) - full transcript

You cheated, you know.

The Duel Arena has very clear rules.
No magic.

It's not cheating if you win.
It's only cheating if you get caught.

- Shall we go another round?
- No, we don't have time.

Sparring with you is
the only part of the day I enjoy anymore.

I enjoy it too, but we're needed.

It's one of the downsides of overseeing
the most important school ever built.

And I'm bored.

Rafal, what do you want?

Just one more round.

Ugh.



We'll both use our magic.

No holds barred.

Come on, Rhian.

Show me how it's done.

You just don't stop...

Rafal, that's enough!

Maybe for you,
but I'm done settling for half.

I want it all!

No!

Rafal, what have you done? That's…

Blood magic.

I've been searching for years,
but last night, I finally found it.

Rafal, it's forbidden for a reason.

It'll consume you. You can't control it.



I prefer chaos.

Thousands of years,
you always gave the heroes the upper hand!

I held the balance with you.

It's my turn now.

Rafal…

I dictate the terms.

And it's going to be
a very different world.

We can work together.

Evil doesn't cooperate.

Evil doesn't share.

When I'm done…

…Evil won't lose.

No!

Oh, Rafal.

Once upon a time,
there lived a girl named Sophie.

A brave creature of exquisite beauty
and uncommon grace…

…who was destined to change the world.

Now, listen up for the last time,

you lazy, ridiculous girl.

Get your candied ass out of bed now!

Sophie, I know you can hear me!

Someone save me.

Okay, I'm awake.
Don't break the door down.

I will,
if you're not out in five minutes.

And no spending an hour on your hair.

At least I have hair.

All right, settle down, now, boys.

Good morning, my dear family.

Hey, don't waste that tomato, Sophie!
It was supposed to go in the stew!

You've got to be kidding me.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Gavaldon,

just outside of town,
in a humble cottage on top of Graves Hill…

…there lived a girl named Agatha.

Dang it.

You're too good
at staring contests, Reaper.

Come here a minute, Aggie?

I'm making Great-Grandma's love potion
for the widow Grunfeld.

It needs something.

- Hemlock.
- Of course.

Agatha had no idea
if her mother was actually a witch

since her potions never worked.

But it was in Agatha
that her mother placed her highest hopes,

knowing that her daughter
had the makings of a real witch.

A sentiment shared by Agatha's peers.

Witch! Witch! Witch!

- Burn her! Burn her!
- Witch! Witch!

Hello there,
my little forest friends.

Weirdos!

Freaks!

God, I hate this town.

Fortunately, they had each other.

A friendship between
two such different girls

might have seemed unlikely,
but theirs was a special bond…

Oh, gross!

…forged at an early age.

For it was the death of Sophie's mother,
the person who loved her most…

Always remember how special you are.

You're gonna change the world someday.

Then you'll live happily ever after.

…that brought her a friend
who loved her even more.

- Who's there?
- I… I made this for you.

I'm sorry about your mom.

And it was
beneath the village wishing tree

that they sealed a bond
they knew would last a lifetime.

Like, for literally
the hundredth time, no.

It wouldn't have to be a whole makeover.

We could just do a cucumber eye mask.
Maybe a pumice scrub for your pores.

Hey, ugly.

Aren't you gonna answer him?

Not her, you.

- Oh.
- Eric says you put a hex on him.

Who's Eric?

- We've been in the same class eight years.
- He says you looked at him weird.

And now he's feeling all itchy.

I'm sorry,
that sounds more like a hygiene issue.

Seriously. Lice, anyone?

Hey, shut up!

You two think you're better than us,
but really, you're just a prig and a pig.

Freaks.

And I'm Eric.

You know, I think he likes you.

Who, Eric?

I'm sorry, there's an Eric?

Oh, I… I need to pick up some hemlock
from Mrs. Fisher for my mom.

I gotta get some green fringe anyway.

- I'll meet you at Deauville's.
- Wait, no, Sophie, I…

Okay. Uh…

Cool.

Witch.

She's a witch.

Hi.

Hello there, little guy.

Aw, yeah, you like that?

You're the girl lives in the graveyard.

We live by the graveyard, yeah.

Mm.

You know, everyone…

…and I mean everyone…
says you're a witch.

You know what we used to do…
what we used to do to witches in Gavaldon?

We burned 'em.

- You have a really nice day, buddy.
- Whoa!

We don't want witches in this town.

Do you hear me?

It's a threat
to the decent people of Gavaldon.

You know, I seriously doubt
there are any decent people in Gavaldon.

- You okay?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Let's… Let's get out of here.

Hey, let's drop by Deauville's,
see if she's got anything new.

Oh, don't you have to get home, though?

C'mon. Let's see
if she's got something good.

Ah!

My favorite readers.

Good thing you stopped by.

We had a big delivery yesterday.

- Any ghost stories?
- Yes, a few interesting-looking ones.

Any new fairy tales?

Nothing you haven't read
a thousand times before, Sophie.

But I did spot some very interesting
older editions in there.

Look, look! Dig around.

Okay, this might sound crazy,

but you ever think about
branching out of your comfort zone?

Maybe, like, stop reading
little kids' books? Aww.

To The Blood of the Homunculus?

I'm good, thanks.

Give me Cinderella any day.

- Just look at the dresses in here.
- Ah.

You found it.

Just look at the embossing.

Who's S.G.E.?

Not who, what.
The School for Good and Evil.

Don't tell me you've never heard of it.

- Where is it?
- No one knows.

Another time, another world.

But legend has it,

it's where the true story
behind every great fairy tale begins.

- Ooh.
- The School for Good trains the heroes.

The School for Evil, the villains.

- Or so they say.
- The people in insane asylums, you mean.

I wouldn't be so sure of that.

Twenty years ago, a girl named Leon or a
was taken from our village

under a blood-red sky.

Many believe the school
wanted her for some reason.

What happened to her?

No one knows.

She was never heard from again.

That'd be one way to get out of this town.
Do they ever accept new students?

You're joking, right?

Yeah.

Dear School for Good and Evil.

As a future princess, I wish very much
to attend your esteemed institution.

Allow me to list the many attributes

that I believe make me
a uniquely qualified candidate.

From a very young age,

I've always known
it's been my destiny to change the world.

Willing to try anything
to escape her current life…

Please be real.

…Sophie entrusted
all her hopes for the future

to the powers of the Wishing Tree.

- Oh, I hate my stepmother!
- Whoa, whoa. What?

There's an opening at the factory,

so she's making me quit school
to bring in more money.

So I will quit too.
Can she get me a job there with you?

And then what?

We just fade into this town
like everyone else?

No, Aggie. My mom said
I'm supposed to do something important.

Something that matters.

So,

I'm leaving tonight.

Wait, Sophie… you've never even
set foot outside Gavaldon.

You don't even know what's out there.

- None of us really do.
- That's the point.

You know nothing can ever happen for me
as long as I'm stuck here.

I can't settle for an ordinary life.

I won't.

Hey, look.

- Remember?
- Oh!

- Yeah, I found it in my attic last week.
- Oh!

See? You already did
do something that matters.

The day you became my friend.

Please, I can't handle this place
without you.

I'll talk to your mom and dad,
and I'll tell them how unfair this is.

I'll call you Queen Sophie of Gavaldon.

I will even let you give me a makeover.

Just please don't go.

- Okay.
- You promise?

I promise.

- Oh, thank you!
- Oh!

"Queen Sophie of Gavaldon."

It was at that moment Sophie decided

she was beyond wishing
for her life to magically improve.

It was time to take charge of her destiny.

Even if it meant breaking the promise
she'd made to her best and only friend.

I'm so sorry, Aggie.

But some wishes are
simply too powerful to take back.

You were gonna run away after all?

Aggie, I'm sorry.

What was that?

The red sky. It's happening.

Sophie.

Hey, we have to get out of here.

- Aggie, this is what I wished for.
- You what?

Sophie!

Sophie!

Hold on! I'm coming!

So long, Gavaldon!

Farewell, mediocrity!

Goodbye, low ambition!

Aggie, no!

Please let me go!

No way! I'm never letting you go!

No.

No.

No, Aggie, what was happening
was a good thing.

I'm sorry, Sophie,
but I… I couldn't take that chance.

I can't let anything bad happen to you.

Yeah, I know.

Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

Aggie, this is good.

No, no, no, no! This is not good!

It's okay!

This is it!

This is real! I was right!

Aggie, look.
That must be the School for Good.

It's so beautiful.

Wait, that means that's...

Oh God, the other one.

Aggie, this is everything
I've ever wanted.

This is not what I wanted!

No, Sophie, we have to get back.
You know my mom can't get by without me.

I'm sure this will take you home
once it drops me at the Good school.

I want it to take us both back!

Oh, Aggie!

No! You're supposed to drop me
at the Good school, not her!

No, take me back! Please!

No! You don't understand! I'm Good...

Ah, great. The bird ate my shirt.

Oh wow.

Can I touch your hair?

Most witches don't have princess hair.

I bet it smells like cake.

I love cake.

- I'm not a witch!
- Hey! Hey, where are you going?

Oh, come on!

Help me!

Fall in line, newbie.

Get over there.

Oh!

- Sorry.
- Watch it, freak.

Hey, no!

You have to listen to me.
I am not supposed to be here. I'm Good!

God, I hate move-in day.

I'm supposed to be a princess,
not a villain!

No!

Ow.

Did she just kill a fairy?

Uh, what?

Oh.

Ah.

- Son of a...
- Oh dear.

You must be lost.

Yeah.
Yeah, that is an understatement.

How do I get out of here? I…

Ugh. What the hell is it?

It looks like a witch.

I'm thinking a troll.

I say demon.

Maybe part hunchback?

I don't have a hunch.

Then you really need a tailor.

How do I get over to that school?

I knew from its smell.

It's a Never.

Just listen!

I just need to find my friend.

Ah, whatever,
the fairies will get rid of her.

Come, girls.

- Mm.
- What? I'm leaving.

No, no, no. I need...

Stop doing that!

What are you…?

No, let me go!

Get off of me!

Ta-da!

Me again.

Put her there.

It's cleaner than my own hand.

Trust me.

- I'm Hort, by the way.
- Hort?

That sounds like something you cough up.

That's the nicest thing
anyone's ever said to me.

Weirdo.

Excuse me, ma'am.

You seem to be in charge,
and I am in the wrong school.

Ooh! How distressful. And improbable.

Back up. Your name?

Actually, you know what? I wanna guess it.

You won't know it.

Mm, Sophie.

Of Gavaldon.

Did I guess it?

- I always do.
- There must be a mistake.

- I clear...
- You're the Reader.

- I read, if that's what you mean.
- Shh, shh, shh. It's not.

Every so often,
a very lucky candidate from the outside

is selected for admission
to this hallowed institution.

We call them… Readers

because they only get to read
about the amazing adventures

that originate here.

Now, please, excuse me.

I have fresh villainy to attend to.

Showtime!

Attention!

Attention, future Evil!

If you open your
tiny little bloodshot eyes,

you'll find your dormitory
and class schedules around the hall.

It would serve you well to memorize both.

Make me proud.

Oh my God.

Don't you ever touch me again.

All right! Okay.

I thought fairies were
supposed to be nice.

Oh, I must be in hell.

Ugh.

Well, this is hell, all right.

What…?

- Holy sh...
- Well, hello.

I see you found the Groom Room.

Well done, Agatha of Gavaldon.

Might I suggest
you clean up a bit before orientation?

Or perhaps clean up a lot.

How do you know my name?

Because I've been expecting you.

I am Professor Dovey,
here to help however I can.

Finally. My friend Sophie
wanted to be here.

- The Never? No.
- The what?

Your friend is a Never.

You are an Ever.

Ever, because we believe
in living happily ever after.

Nevers, because they don't.

School for Evil, School for Good.

- Evil...
- Yup, okay, I got it.

- But clearly, there's been a mistake.
- Hmm?

I mean, look at me.

My dear,
one doesn't measure one's goodness

just by how one looks.

No, it's about what one does.

If you're here,
you must have great… power.

Trust me, I don't.

Well then, I bet you just need
to learn to summon it.

Feel it.

Because magic follows emotion.

The stronger the emotion,
the more powerful the magic.

Summon enough passion,

and you can accomplish anything.

For you.

- How did you do that?
- I just told you.

- Okay.
- Yes.

Thank you so much for the show.

Um, have fun with your magic tricks, lady.

I've gotta find my friend
and get back to Gavaldon.

Stop!

Look, if there was a mistake,

then it is one
that someone is going to get fired for.

Literally.

So, let's pretend there is not a mistake
until we can sort this all out, yes?

Besides, there is no way back.

Wait, what?

Oh, I know! Let's get you
in your armor.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Oh, yes! Look at them!

Let me guess.
You're not a pink person?

Not a problem!

We also have rose, fuchsia, blush,

watermelon, hibiscus.

So many colors!

I just love my job.

- Wait, Sophie!
- Aggie!

- Hey!
- Hey!

They gave you a gown?

Sit down and shut up, Reader!

Wait.

Come on.

Okay.

And stay there!

Hey.

Me again.

Oh my God.

Excuse me.

My father tells me not to talk to Readers.

He says they're bad luck.

You've probably read about my father.

Captain Hook?

He's got a pretty awesome ship.

Do you want a bite? It's nice and putrid.

Grace and beauty first?

- Oh, if you insist, Clarissa.
- So glad you agree.

Welcome, first-year students!

I am Professor Dovey,

Dean of the School for Good.

Evers!
Evers! Evers! Evers! Evers!

And I'm Lady Lesso,
Dean of the School for Evil.

Kill you!
Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!

- There's no boys in the School for Good?
- Ugh, there's plenty.

And get ready to be nauseous.

As per tradition,
the winning school from last year…

Us again. Imagine that!

- Hmm. Imagine.
- …will now grace us all

with a display
of their chivalrous talents.

- Ugh.
- Gentlemen!

What a bunch of losers.

Oh my.

Aren't they wonderful?

Oh.

If you boys are finished with dance class,
maybe you'd like to have a real fight.

Oh no.

What do you say?

Who… is… that?

It's Tedros!

His dad was king,

so of course
he has to have his own stupid entrance.

You know what? Let's make it easy for you.

Charge!

Yes!

I don't know what the big deal
about owning a round table is, anyway.

His father was King Arthur?

- Yawn.
- Wow.

Nice work, fellas.

Let's see how you do
in a real fight, pretty boy.

Prepare to die.

Get him! Get him!

- Huh?
- Mm.

Oh, come on.

If we're gonna do this,
we might as well do it right.

Ugh.

Yes, yes, yes!

Oh, come on! Foul!

Anybody! He's got a magical sword.

How's that fair?

That's Excalibur.

Really?

I know. How evil of me.

Come on!

Dammit.

Oh, how good of you to lose again.

Bravo! Bravo!

A heroic display!

Look...

Uh…

- Excuse me, milady. I believe, uh...
- That I don't belong here? Yeah, I know.

Don't want your stupid rose anyway.

Oh, and by the way,
this is what a normal girl looks like.

He intended it for me.

Normal girl.

There's an open seat next to me, Teddy.

And, for the record, you don't know
what I was about to say, but…

Nice try.

What did he smell like?

Ego.

In these two schools,
we will take away any confusion

and make your souls as pure as possible.

Pure Good.

Or pure Evil.

Future heroes and villains,
you have been chosen

to protect and maintain

the balance between Good and Evil.

For if that balance is ever compromised...

I don't think we need to get into that
just now with our new friends, do we?

It's such a happy first day.

Let's not be downers, hmm?

Besides, I'm sure this new class
will perform exceptionally well.

And like your parents before you,
you are all here because

the world of story needs
great heroes and villains

to teach the people of the outside world

to make choices to find their way.

So, obey the rules,
study hard, and remember,

the Storian only chooses
the very best of our students

for their own adventure.

But what if we've been dropped
in the wrong school?

Or there's been a mistake
and we need to go home immediately?

There are no mistakes
in the School for Good and Evil,

so…

Have a nice semester.

All students,
report to your assigned sleeping quarters.

Perfect.

The Good do not room with Evil.

- Reena…
- Hmm?

Tell the fairies to come get my bags.

I'm moving.

Mm, but I'll miss you so.

Try not to ruin anything.

Sweet dreams, Never.

Hey!

No, no, no! No, you don't understand!

I need to find my friend!

Whoa.

Ugh, I told you we'd get her.

Let me guess.

It's Belle.

Or Anastasia. Or Sugar Plum.

Actually, my name is Sophie.

- Ah!
- You two have no manners.

Welcome to room 66.

I'm Dot, daughter of Robert de Rainault.

- Robert…
- Hello? The Sheriff of Nottingham.

It's okay. He's not, like, super famous.

Yeah, who's ever heard of Robin Hood?

Learn your history, cream puff.

Anyway, that's Anadil.

And that ray of sunshine is Hester.

You can bunk next to me, Sophie.

That's a funny name for a villain.

Oh, please.

- She's so not a villain.
- Of course I'm not.

Look at me.

Do I look like a witch?

Or a troll?

Or some disgusting old hag?

That hag

is my mother.

Okay, eyes up, Agatha.

It's just a Cupid, stupid.

Okay, don't be lame.

Don't be lame.

You got this.

Phew. Okay.

Okay.

Oh.

Uh, hi.

Students aren't allowed on the ledge.

Prepare for punishment!

And I thought Gavaldon was bad.

All right, princess.

What's so important
we had to trek all the way up here?

I'm in heels, you know.

It's the Readers.

And their insistence
that they shouldn't be where they are.

And something does feel wrong.

The only thing that feels wrong

is the School Master's decision
to bring them here in the first place.

What if he did make a mistake?

What if he dropped them
in the wrong schools

and something terrible happens?

He'd never admit it.

He'd blame one of us to save face,
and you know what would happen then.

There is no mistake.
Besides, I'd think you'd be happy.

I'm stuck with yet another underachiever.

Sophie of Gavaldon.

What? What? No. Whatever do you mean?

Pfft. Please.

Evil hasn't won anything
in over 200 years.

Well, you've come close a couple of times.

Close doesn't cut it!

Ugh!

I just have to work my students
twice as hard.

Mm.

Because a world
where Evil is not as powerful as Good

is a world out of balance.

Now, if you'll excuse me…

…I have a lot of work to do.

Lesso!

Stay away from Sophie,
little witch.

She has a destiny to fulfill.

And she belongs to me now.

Where are you, Sophie?

I'm sure your mother's beautiful
on the inside.

I have to get to the other school.

- I'm Good.
- Yeah, at disguising your Evil.

I am not Evil.

Let's settle this with science.

Oh my...

If she's Good,
the fairies will catch her when she falls.

But if she smashes on the rocks
in a gruesome, skull-splintering death,

she's Evil.

The second one. Do the second one.

But she is a villain.
She just doesn't know it yet.

No, I'm Good!

Aw, she whines like an Ever.

Smells like an Ever.

Has hair like an Ever.

Or had.

Hey!

Not the hair!

You want proof that I'm Good?
Then get a mirror, and look in it.

You hag!

Told ya. Definitely Evil.

- Sophie!
- Aggie!

Aggie, hey.

- Come on.
- Wait, where are we going?

To get you out of here.

- Oh, good.
- Not good.

Some… thing is after you.

I saw it.

Okay. So we're ending this now.

Aggie, no! It's not worth it!

- Come on.
- Agatha's plan was simple.

Find the School Master

and plead their case
to leave the school directly to him.

There was only one problem.

How do we get in?

He definitely came up here.

I saw it.

Hey! Let us in!

Great.

Now we're stuck up here.

Would they be prepared

for what awaited them in the shadows?

Agatha called into the darkness.

Hello?

But there was no response.

Who is that?

Sophie discovered
that books lined the walls,

filled with stories
from every corner of the world.

You know we hear you narrating, weirdo.

If you're trying to scare us,
it's not working.

The girls heard
a scratching in the blackness.

They moved warily toward it.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

All of that, and it's a dumb pen?

Sophie, stop!

Don't touch!

You know, no students
have ever made it into my tower.

I knew you were special.

The Storian began writing your story
before you even arrived.

Guess that's why I'm so confused
as to why the two of you want to leave.

She wants to leave. I don't.

Sophie, I have to get you out of here.

Ahem. Ladies, ladies. I can assure you,
you are both perfectly safe here.

We pride ourselves
on protecting our Readers.

Really? Then what about
the spinning tower of blood

I just saw obsessing over Sophie?

Well, my friend, you see,
there are so many random spirits

and personalized spells flying
around this school, even I can't keep up.

Well, I think she's in danger.

So, unfortunately,
we can't just languish here

while you train us
to be in some silly fairy tales.

Our graduates live the very real events
that change the world,

which become the stories
that change the world.

You're trying to tell me that Snow White

and Cinderella
and Jack and the Beanstalk were real?

As were Hercules

and Sinbad

and El Cid

and all the others
who have battled the forces of Evil.

We teach you how to fulfill your destiny.

And that's exactly what I wanna learn,
but you put me in the wrong school.

I'm supposed to be in Good.

You made a mistake.

- Hmm.
- Sir.

Well, perhaps I have.
But I'll need you to prove it.

Why, if it's your mistake?

Because once something
is written by the Storian,

only the Storian can change its course.

This is ridiculous.

How are we supposed to change its mind,
if it even has one?

Oh, but it does.

And there's only one way, really.

What is the one thing
that Evil can never have

that Good can never do without?

Oh, I know. Manners.

A castle.

Amazing hair. A horse.

Mm.

True love.

Which is
traditionally manifested in a kiss.

So you're saying…

I can't believe I'm actually saying this.

If Sophie were
to kiss her true love,

that would prove to Quilly over there
that you were wrong about us?

If one from School of Evil
won true love's kiss,

it would change everything.

And I could stay and switch schools?

Sophie.

This is all I've ever wanted, Aggie.
I can't go back to Gavaldon.

Not to my old life.

I will never get this chance again.

Please, let me do this.

- I'll think about it.
- Excellent.

Well, I guess somebody
better go find herself a prince to kiss.

But remember, dear Reader,

no kiss comes without its price.

Wait, what does that mean?

Good morning, darlings!

Rise and shine!

The first event of the semester,
the Evers Ball, is only two weeks away,

and you've got a lot to learn.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Good morning, Agatha.

Wake up, despicables!

Psst.

Who's that?

- Dark… Dark hair.
- Tristan.

I caught his rose.

I hope he invites me to the Evers Ball.

You have to get a boy to ask you,
or you fail.

And you do not want to fail.

Three fails, and you're expelled.

- Wait, you mean they kick you out?
- Uh…

No.

They actually turn you
into something else.

Like a talking tea kettle

or a mouse or something much worse.

Wait, like forever? What?

Uglify!

Why do we need to be ugly?

Hort! Wake up!

Oh, because it makes little children cry.

Wrong.

That's merely a bonus.

Ah.

Why be revolting and repugnant?

My question exactly.

Ah, not caring how you look

forces you to use your intelligence.

Ugliness is freedom!

My tooth just fell out.

It's disgusting.

And I don't care.

And that is power!

Bring it down, girls.

I am Professor Anemone,

and I am here to show you
how to become a truly powerful woman

through beauty.

A lady's smile is a sword

in the battle for life and for true love.

So, pick up your mirrors…

…and strike!

- Lovely, Reena.
- Thank you, Professor.

Exquisite, Beatrix.

I'm sorry. This just feels so wrong.

Smiling? That's how you're empowering us?

Smiling is a strict requirement
for passing this course.

So, show me your smile
if you don't want to fail.

My… smile?

Mm-hmm.

- I don't feel safe.
- Mm-hmm.

Wait. What is that?

A fail, Reader.

Wait, you're… you're failing me
for being a bad smiler?

Yeah. Let's get to work.

Ah, now, prepare to drink up

and see how ugly and powerful you can be.

Reader.

You're first.

No. I don't want to be ugly.

It's not who I am.

Not yet. Hort!

Uh, yes, sir, Professor Manley.

Sorry about this.

But don't worry.
You'll still look beautiful to me.

It's, um, Agatha, right?

- Hi.
- Do you mind if I sit with you?

- No.
- Great.

- If you want to.
- Uh…

I'm Gregor.

Um, Gregor Charming.

The, uh… the prince's son.

I'll try not to be too charming.

- I'm Agatha.
- I heard you don't want to be here.

Well, I don't either.

- You don't?
- I'm not cut out to be a prince.

It's… It's not who I am.

Do you know what I'd rather do?
Run my own grocery store.

- Wait, really?
- Yeah.

I love food, but I wouldn't sell meat
'cause I can't stand the sight of blood.

That's actually why I got a fail today.
I got nicked in a duel.

I'm sorry,
they failed you for one tiny cut?

Not quite.

I saw the blood,
and I passed out in my heavy armor.

I was on top of a hill,

and so I started rolling down,

knocking over everyone in my path.

Definitely grocery-store material, right?

I think you should do
whatever makes you happiest, Gregor.

I'm sorry, Gregor,
will… will you excuse me?

Oh, uh…

Sure. See you around, Agatha.

Thanks.

- Did you get attacked?
- Yes.

By tadpoles.

In ugly class.

Well, I failed beauty class.

What part did you fail?

Smiling.

Smiling?

Forget it. I found you a prince to kiss.

I already found my true love.

Tedros.

We had a connection
from the moment we saw each other.

Plus, we just make sense, aesthetically.

Well, unfortunately,
Beatrix already has him.

You think she's prettier than me?

I'm just saying
we need someone who's available now.

School Master said
it had to be true love's kiss.

Sophie, a kiss is a kiss.

Oh, really?

Oh.

See? Nothing happened.

Has to be true love.

I'm okay to keep this casual.

Aren't you sweet?

Just give him this,
and tell him how good and kind I am.

Oh!

And don't be weird.

You know what I mean.

Don't talk about your cat.

- Fine.
- Fine.

Just get him interested.

I'll handle the rest.

Get off me!

Who are you?

I am the Gnome of the Blue Forest.

But I thought gnomes
were supposed to be short.

I thought princesses
were supposed to be likable.

Welcome, students! Gather round.

I need you all to sign in
so I know who survived and who hasn't.

Hey. Normal girl.

How's the mind reading coming along?

Uh… Oh.

Yeah. No. Sorry about that. That was…

I was just really overwhelmed
when I first got here.

- Yeah. This place can be overwhelming.
- Mm.

Never had a princess
cop an attitude like that before, though.

Really is quite impressive.

Mm, do they usually all smile
and bat their eyes at you?

Yes, they do, which is incredibly boring,
so thank you for not being boring.

Uh, no, I'm actually, uh, pretty boring.

The only person
who doesn't think so is my cat.

Mm, no, I…

Well, they say, uh,
cats are good judges of character.

- They do?
- They will.

Now that I've said it.

I'm quite famous here, you know.

Number one fairy-tale prince and all.

Yeah, I think…
I think when you become king,

they're probably gonna have to
find a bigger crown

to fit on that swelled head of yours.

Um…

Nice. Nice.

Uh…

Um…

This is for you.

- Yeah?
- Not from me.

From my friend, Sophie.

Oh, the… the witch with the gorgeous hair?

No, no. She's not a witch.
She was just dropped in the wrong school.

No, that does not happen, normal girl.
She's definitely playing you.

Well, in this case, it did.

Trust me. She is… definitely a princess.

My name is Agatha, by the way.

Agatha.

Much better.

'Cause you're definitely not normal.

In a good way.

All right, come on, everybody!
Come on, gather round.

Let's can the balloon juice.

Hmm?

I am Yuba,
the school woods survival expert.

I've lived in them for hundreds of years,
and I haven't died once.

At least…

…not that I can remember.

Oh! That's just a little gnome humor.

So, off we jolly well go.

All right, let's get these doors open.

Go on.

Open!

Open.

Open the forest doors!

Thank you.

Follow me, everybody!

You cannot survive any adventure
if you cannot survive the woods.

The Blue Forest prepares students
for any perils you may face.

Hey.

Oh, uh…

Hi.

Gregor, what happened to your forehead?

I failed, uh, steed-riding this morning.

Gregor!

Turns out I'm not really any good
with horses.

And I think I might need glasses.

That grocery store's
looking better and better, right?

Stay away from Tedros, you goon.

He's mine.

Oops.

Hey there.

Come on!

A field of pretty pansies,

but as we know from our fairy tales,

pretty can sometimes kill you.

No, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no!

Cheeky plant.

That's, uh… That's one bouquet
you wouldn't want to catch at a wedding.

Gnome humor.

Right.

It's okay, Gregor.

It can't get you. You're fine.

I really hate this place.

Quick, quick! Come on.

Ah, this is Yuba's favorite part.

The pumpkin patch.

Benign by day,

but by night, a grisly horror world

where reapers will hunt you down,

drink your blood,

and sell your limbs for spoils!

Reapers? What are those?

One of those.

That's just a scarecrow.

And I suppose pansies are just flowers.

Remember, only the best Evil
can disguise as Good.

- I've gotta get out of here!
- No, bad idea.

Let go of me!

Gregor, stop!

You've already got two fails!

Gregor! Gregor!

Gregor, you don't know
what they'll do to you!

- Come on, come back!
- I'll be fine!

Help me!

Agatha!

Gregor?

Every villain has a special talent

they can hone into a powerful weapon

to defeat their nemesis.

What's a nemesis?

Your archenemy.

Your story will not end
until one of you is destroyed.

Now, I want you to dazzle me

with whatever you believe
your unique talent to be.

Hort, you're first.

Well, I've been working on
my werewolf powers in hex class.

Watch this.

- Hmm!
- Well done, Hort!

All right.

Next time I need
a skinny, one-haired werewolf,

I'll make sure to call you. Sit down.

- Dot?
- Hmm?

Please tell me you can do better.

Watch me.

Is it poisoned?

It… could be.

Well, it's better than a stray hair.

We can work with that.

Sophie.

Those who are truly Good
can summon the animals of the forest.

- Mm.
- I used to do it with my squirrel friends.

Oh God, give it up.

Why don't you summon a cliff
and go jump off it?

Why don't you find someone else
to have mommy issues with?

Don't you dare talk about my mother.

You know nothing about her!

I know she did one hell of a good job
turning you into a raving lunatic.

I despise you, you freak.

And everything you stand for.

Which just proves
that I am at the wrong school.

You want to get out of here, princess?

This raving lunatic's unique talent
would be more than happy

to get rid of you permanently.

This is delightful.

Sophie, watch out!

Go!

Oh!

Be careful, Reader,
she's getting really close.

Use your talents.

I don't know what they are!

Your squirrel friends, Sophie!
Call your squirrel friends!

Help! Help me!

Help!

Aw, guess the squirrels
don't like you either.

You poor little princess.

Let me put you out of your misery.

She's gonna kill her!

Sophie, you're not allowed to kill anyone
until after graduation.

Call them off!

Stop!

Oh my God.

Rafal?

You're doing wonderfully…

…Sophie.

- Move out of the way!
- Move!

Hester!

You're fine. It's okay.

- It's okay.
- Gonna be okay. Breathe.

We'll make sure
you're fine, okay? It's okay.

It's okay.

Who is that? Who is Rafal?

Do not say his name again.

Not to anyone but me.

- Who is he, and how does he know me?
- Shh. He's the School Master's brother.

He was once the most powerful being
in our school.

Evil hasn't beaten Good
ever since he disappeared.

But somehow, your powers…
your powers have drawn his attention.

I didn't know I had powers.
I don't want powers. I want to go...

Oh, stop your whining!

What you just did in that classroom

is proof to me
that you are exactly where you belong!

It's not what we are.

It's what we do, Sophie.

Now go.

And tell no one.

And if Rafal visits you again,
you must tell me immediately.

Go, go.

If she is the one, Rafal…

I'll do everything in my power
to deliver her to you.

My love.

No, no, no.

Of course we don't hate.

Evil hates.

Good loves.

Evil attacks.

Good defends.

Chinen, when is Good permitted to attack?

It isn't. Good can only defend.

If Good were to attack first,
by definition, it would be no longer Good.

Precisely.

What did you people do to him?

I'm sorry?

Gregor failed three times,

and then he disappeared,
screaming in pain.

What did you turn him into?

The rules at this school must be obeyed.

There are no exceptions.

Ladies, as… as I was saying,

Evil has many weapons, but we…

We have animals.

Animals of the land, animals of the water.

And so, ladies, today I present to you…

…wish fish,

shimmering underwater friends,

who understand us and our deepest desires.

Is that because
they used to be students here?

Enough.

Not everyone earns their own story.

At least they can still be
part of someone else's happy ending.

Ladies, if your wish is strong enough,

then they might make it come true.

Who's first?

Me! Me, me!

Kiko.

It's Tristan! He loves me.

Let me try.

- Tristan.
- Move, Kiko.

- Move.
- Ah.

Get out of the way.

Tedros.

We look perfect together.

The Evers Ball,

where many of you
may receive your first kiss next week!

Agatha.

Your turn.

Any wish?

Whatever your heart most desires.

I wish for home.
For all of us.

What are you doing?

What's happening?

That's enough now, Agatha. Please stop.

I… I can't let go!

Get back! Get back! Get back!

Who is she?

A hundred years since I failed.

A hundred years of granting wishes.

You were the first to wish to free me,

to wish me home.

Thank you.

Run. Run!

Run! Go, go, go!

Run! Run!

Run! Run!
Agatha, get out of there!

Get up!

Get up!

Gregor?

Hey, Gregor.

- No, don't! Get back from it!
- Gregor!

Hey, Gregor, I don't know
if I can help you or not.

But if I can, I will.

I've got you!

Don't worry, Agatha!

You okay?

What did you do?

That was my friend!

It was about to kill you!
I've just saved your life!

You pompous ass, you killed him!

- No!
- No! Tedros was rescuing you!

Everyone, back to your dorms!

Classes are canceled
for the rest of the day.

You, come with me. Go!

Go, go, go!

Gregor, I'm so sorry.

- Agatha...
- Stop!

That's what you call Good?

Destroying someone kind

because they can't live up
to your impossible expectations?

What exactly is good about that?

Agatha, everyone has a role to play here.
In time, you will understand.

No, I won't.

I told you, I don't belong here.

What is wrong with you?

Once upon a time, Good was real and true.

Now we are in the age
of self-centered perfectionism,

but you used your wish
to save that poor girl.

Do you remember when I told you
that magic follows emotion?

The most powerful emotion is empathy.

The passion you've shown
tells me that you,

young lady, are exactly where you belong.

You are the first real princess
this school has seen

in a long, long time.

We have to talk.

Did you give Tedros my letter?

Yes, but something very bad
is going on here.

Yeah, tell me about it.

I just got visited by a swarm of bees

that is apparently the most Evil man
in the world.

Some guy named Rafal.

That's the guy I saw. No, no, Sophie.
We have to get out now, kiss or no kiss.

No, wait. What did Tedros say?

He said your friend had
one hell of a right hook.

Oh no. What happened to your eye?

Uh, ask your friend.

You hit him?

Aggie, why?

I just had the nerve
to save her life, you know.

Just meet me outside when you're finished
doing whatever you have to do.

So sorry.

She can be temperamental…
and violent, apparently.

Sophie, right?

Yeah.

You write nice letters.

I just didn't know how else to meet you.

They keep us so separate here.

Yeah, probably best
to keep Good and Evil apart. Less messy.

That is, unless you're unlucky enough
to be trapped in the wrong school.

She's not in the wrong school.

But she's definitely not supposed
to be talking to princes.

- No!
- No, you don't need to drag her...

Tedros, please!
I didn't do anything!

Hey. Hey.

She's Evil, Teddy.
Let them take care of her.

Where are you taking me?

- The Doom Room.
- The what?

No! I didn't do anything that bad!

Which is precisely why you're down here.

You.

You, you, you.

Whom Rafal has chosen above all others.

You could be the savior
our school's been waiting for.

But no.

You waste your time being distracted

by foolish Ever boy princes.

Please don't hurt me.

You've been given a great gift, Sophie.

One I will not let you sabotage.

The time has come…

For you to admit which side you're on.

Rafal only wants one who's truly Evil.

It's clear your beauty
is keeping you and others

from accepting who you really are.

No! No!

Hey, meat head. Stop!

Oh God, what did I do now?

Apparently, you stood there
while one of the giant dogs

dragged Sophie away screaming.

Hey, I rescue princesses and defeat Evil.
I don't save it. Okay?

You know who's Evil?

Yes. Because it's literally
on the name of her school.

Because I'm Good.
That's what I'm supposed to do.

That's what I have to do, okay?

- Start getting the concept of this place.
- No, I get it fine.

And it's ridiculous.

You know that Evil stymph you killed?

Yeah, that was Gregor.

- No, it wasn't. I would have known that.
- Mm, but you didn't.

Are you sure?

Ask Dovey. And then come back and tell me
how you know Evil when you see it.

You know what?
Try thinking for yourself for a change,

and you might see past the black and white
this school wants you to see.

You might be surprised
by what you figure out.

Why is this happening to me?

Because it is your destiny.

Rafal?

You can be more than you ever dreamed
you could be, Sophie. After all…

Always remember how special you are.

You're gonna change the world someday.

And you are special, Sophie.

But they all refuse to see it.

You've been honest, kind, patient,

and did they admit you were Good?

No.

I'm the only one you can trust.

Forget about their rules.

Do what you want, when you want.

And if they won't give you what's yours,

take it.

Drawn in by Rafal's words,

Sophie decided she would do
whatever it took to win Tedros

and gain true love's kiss.

Lose something?

Or just looking for another face to punch?

Can't find Sophie.

Just want to make sure she's okay.

Well, I'm sure she won't miss this.

Big day today.

Both schools finally getting access
to their magic.

Hey, you should know
some people are saying you're a witch.

Yeah, I've heard that before.

Well…

For the record, I don't think you are.

Yeah?

Then what am I, hmm?

I wish I knew.

Because you're sure not like
anybody I've ever met before.

I… I… can't do this.

Do what? Uh, fall down?

Shut up!

Everyone, find your seats.

- Let's begin.
- Mm.

To access one's magic,

one must first unlock one's finger glow.

Once you've mastered your finger glow,

it will prove to be invaluable.

I can't wait.

They say some people can transform
into animals when they have their magic.

I want to turn into a cat at night
so I can sleep under a stove.

Oh, it'd be so warm.

Shall we?

Have no fear, Evers.

Good feels no pain.

Nevers…

…it's going to hurt.

- Oh good.
- Ugh.

Line up!

Me first!

Hey! Let me through!

No way! Me first!

Beautiful.

Stop.

Your finger glow helps you become aware
of the power inside you.

Ooh!

Ow, ow, ow!

Thank you, ma'am.

When your finger glows, it means
you've begun to tap into emotions

powerful enough…

…to cast a spell.

The stronger your feelings…

…the stronger your magic.

I hope I'm not late.

What is this all about?

This? Turns out you did me a favor.

I was long overdue for a makeover.

Now, if you wouldn't mind
activating my powers,

I'd be most grateful.

Hm.

Thank you.

Truce?

Now, who wants a facial?

Draw!

Heh.

And whether Good or Evil,
beauty is a full-time job.

We need to talk.

About?

Oh!

I have it under control.

I don't think you do.

So I'm supposed to take romantic advice

from a girl who used to make
phlegm sculptures?

Why are you acting like this?

Because I'm tired of being
pathetic little Sophie.

The girl who defended me
with a frying pan wasn't pathetic.

Well, I like the new me.

Okay, what's with the book?

Tedros's father chose his bride,
Guinevere, for her beauty,

but then she betrayed him with Lancelot.

King Arthur lost his throne
and died of a broken heart.

And this is supposed to be, what?

- Date conversation?
- Don't you get it?

After what happened to his father,

Tedros isn't going to fall for someone
just because she's hot.

You need to prove to him that you're Good,

in front of everybody,
in a way no one can deny.

Fine.

What do I have to do?

Good shot.

Hi.

Sorry. Didn't mean to distract you.

Heh. Nothing distracts me.

Then maybe I'm just good luck.

Don't flatter yourself.

It's prince's code.

Your arrow flies straight
if you're pure of heart.

What do you think you're doing?

Where I come from,
girls are allowed to do anything boys do.

It's got nothing to do
with you being a girl.

- Hmm?
- Nevers can't shoot.

The whole lack of pure heart and all.

I told you, I am not a Never.

Oh, please, not a Never.

Keep your elbow tight.

Extend this and relax the grip.

It helps if you focus on the target.

Take it away.

Hmm.

Never doubted you for a minute.

Do you wanna hang out?

I don't know. With who?

Just some prince
who wants to get to know you better.

You're up.

Traitors.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Ugh. I don't know what she sees in him.

It's an affront to us all.

It's not right.

I hate to say it.

This is bad.

She's mine.

Or ours.

She's a Never!

- It's bloody disgusting.
- We should eat them.

They've been together all day.

So tragic.

You do know that no one's
ever wanting to see us together.

I do.

And me being with someone
who they think's a Never

is gonna send the entire school
into chaos.

I'd survive.

And they're all gonna lose their minds
when I take you to the Evers Ball.

What?

- Teddy, you promise?
- Of course.

What?

No.

You are not taking
that under dressed she-wolf instead of me.

One of you, do something.

Hmm.

Shh.

Going somewhere?

Down your throat!

Come on!

Stop!

Stop it!

Why? Why are we still entertaining
this preposterous...

Please! Please! Please!

Dating between Evers and Nevers
is strictly against the rules.

- Thank you.
- Yes!

Evil and Good do not belong together.

It's rep… repulsive.

Sir, if I may.

I'm responsible for choosing Camelot's
next queen.

I do not take that decision lightly.

I chose Sophie because she is Good.
She's just in the wrong school.

If he believes it, why can't you?

Besides, nothing can keep true love apart.

Isn't that, like,
the first rule of fairy tales?

If it is true love,

such a thing would certainly be momentous.

It seems to me
there's only one way to be sure.

A Trial by Tale!

- What? No!
- But sir!

Sir, I accept.

Uh…

Sorry. What is a Trial by Tale?

Each of you have to enter the Blue Forest
on opposite sides.

You have to defeat
whatever danger presents itself

and find each other by dawn.

Help, strictly forbidden.

Sophie, we can do this.

We're good enough
and strong enough to protect each other.

- We can do this.
- What?

This will get them both killed!

The trial shall begin…

…at sundown.

Tedros of Camelot.

Sophie of Gavaldon.

A Trial by Tale
is not to be taken lightly.

Mortal danger lurks
beyond the school's gates.

Do you still wish to proceed?

I do.

Yes.

Definitely.

If you wish to give up,

drop the red handkerchief on the ground,
and you will be transported to safety.

Let the trial begin.

Tedros?

Hello?

I'm over here!

I'm ready to be saved!

Aww.

Flowers. Pretty.

Let's stick to pretty.

Hello, my little friends.

We're all so beautiful.

It's me.

Help!

No!

Tedros, help!

Tedros!

Tedros?

Tedros, where are you?

Okay.

Pumpkins are fun.

Tedros, help!

Tedros!

Sophie, come on! Go, go, go!

Go!

Sophie!

- Sophie!
- It's okay. Okay.

Go to him. Once he saves you, kiss him,
and then we can get out of this madhouse.

Okay? Go.

- Sophie!
- Tedros!

Oh, Tedros, thank God.

No!

Sophie, grab Excalibur.

Help him.

Sophie! Toss my sword, now!

Sophie, do something!

What are you doing here?

You! You cheated!

- You brought Agatha!
- No!

No, I came on my own. I swear.

- Yeah.
- You knew she wouldn't help me.

- That's not true.
- That's not fair.

Everyone knows the prince saves
the princess, not the other way around.

I can't change the world if I'm dead.

And I thought you were Good.

No.

No, no, no. No, no. No!

You.

You did this.

I… I was just trying to help.

Sophie, you know
you'd both be dead right now if I hadn't.

Liar. You knew this would happen.

First, you steal my school,
and now you're trying to steal my prince.

How can you say that? I…
Sophie, I'm your best friend.

A princess can't be friends with a witch.

Oh!

Where have you been?

Trying to talk to Sophie,
but they locked her in her room.

Yes, they locked her in
because she broke the rules.

You both did.

Why? Why did you help her in the trial?

Did you not think
she could do it on her own?

I thought that you believed
that Sophie was truly Good.

I don't.

I don't believe that anyone
is truly Good or truly Evil,

because people are complicated,

even if everybody in this place
pretends they aren't.

Young lady.

- The rules of this school must be...
- Must be obeyed.

You keep saying that,
but what good are your rules

if you don't do anything about it
when actual, dangerous Evil is here?

Please!

Sophie is many, many things,
but I would hardly call her dangerous.

Not Sophie. Rafal!

What did you just say?

Rafal. I saw him again in the forest,

but clearly, none of you
have done anything about it.

"Again"?
What does that mean?

Have you seen Rafal before? Here?

Yeah.

In the tower of blood
I told the School Master about.

And Sophie saw him in her classroom.

So did Lady Lesso. Didn't she tell you?

Lesso.

I should have known.

Come with me.
We will get to the bottom of this.

Come on. Go!

Sophie?

Um…

…Agatha asked me to give you this.

I hope you feel better soon.

Dear Sophie, I'm so sorry
for what happened in the forest.

I never meant to hurt you.

But whatever's going on,

it's more than you getting a kiss
from a prince.

I saw Rafal in the woods.

I think what's happening here
is bigger than anyone realizes.

It's true Evil,
and we have to stick together.

Only trust each other.

We're best friends.

You must know,
no matter what, I'm on your side.

All my love, Aggie.

Don't tell me
you actually believe that.

It's a lie.

And besides, that prince
wasn't good enough for you anyway.

You're back?

- But I thought...
- I'd left you? Never.

Even if everyone else has betrayed you.

- Aggie hasn't.
- No?

See for yourself.

I thought you believed
that Sophie was truly Good.

I don't.

She's been lying to you, Sophie.

Working against you
from the very beginning.

She means to drag you
back to that miserable little village.

But I'll protect you.

I'll help you.

Don't be scared.

Think of yourself as a caterpillar
about to transform into a butterfly.

Very soon,

you'll emerge more beautiful
and more powerful than ever.

A queen unlike this school has ever seen.

I can give you abilities
they only dream of.

You'll not just be
the fairest of them all,

you'll be the strongest.

Blood magic, Sophie.

My love…

…will you accept

this gift?

I will.

You knew Rafal was here,
in the school, and you told no one?

Ah, must have slipped my mind.

I see! The soul of wickedness itself
just slipped your mind, Lesso?

I'm the Dean of the School for Evil.

Does that suggest anything to you?

Yeah, it suggests
that nobody in charge here knows

what's going on in this stupid place.

- Quiet, Reader!
- Or what? You'll fail me for frowning?

Now, what does Rafal want with Sophie?

For Evil to finally win!

That's what.

That's what you think will happen?

Rafal won't help Evil win.

When he tried to kill the School Master,
his own brother,

his goal was to destroy the school,
both schools,

so that he can keep
all the magic in the world to himself.

Thank you so much, beauty teacher.

Hey, I was the head
of the Magical History Department

long before you got here, Red.

- You were?
- Yes!

Before this place
became insufferably shallow

and I was demoted to beautification.

Do I look like I give a shit
about smiling?

Okay, then we have to protect Sophie.

And we will, as soon as we find her.

Sophie is missing.

- And Anemone is right.
- Oh.

Rafal will destroy this entire school
if he joins forces with Sophie.

Lies.

All lies!

This is just another ploy
to have Good win again.

Trust me, it's not.

If my brother is back from the dead,

there is a good chance
none of us will survive, Lady Lesso.

None of us.

Go find Sophie now. Search both schools.

Yes, of course.

And Agatha.

Go to the Evers Ball.

Sophie may very well show there.
If she does, bring her to me.

Now, go.

"Living doll."

Sophie?

Sophie.

You're not… Oh my God.

What has Rafal done to you?

Taught me to accept
who I truly am, that's what.

Isn't that what you wanted?

I am a thing of beauty, am I not?

The poison apple to Rafal's eye.

The one whose talents
soar above all others.

Please don't tell me
you're jealous.

Leon or a of Gavaldon.

Rafal told me.

Leon or a, the lonely Reader
who wanted to be so much more.

He saw something in you.

An Evil you didn't know you had.

And so he brought you here to nurture it.

You tried so hard,
but you weren't Evil enough for him.

So he turned his back on you,
despite your love for him.

And you've been trying
to prove yourself to him ever since…

…hoping to win him over.

But then along comes Sophie.

What has he promised you?

And what have you promised him?

Oh.

You're both such dolls to ask.

Sophie…

My God.

I was worried you wouldn't come
without an invite.

But then I thought, "You know Agatha.
She does what she wants."

Tedros, have you seen Sophie?

Look, for once,
can we talk about something else?

Like what happened in the forest?

- That was...
- Yes, later. Once I've found her.

She yells at you,

she disrespects you, she blames you
for everything wrong in her life,

yet all you do is help her.

Come on, why do you even think
she deserves saving?

Look, back in Gavaldon, all my life,
they've called me a witch.

They told me to my face how ugly I am

and how someday they'll get around
to burning me and my mom.

And the whole village just laughs,

except for Sophie.

She's the only one who has stood up for me
from the time we were kids.

She's like my sister,

and I'm not someone
who gives up on family.

Not ever.

No, you're… you're right.

No one should ever give up on family.

Agatha, you saved me from that reaper,

and you made me want to see the world
in more than just black and white.

And no one has ever done
anything like that for me before.

And it made me realize

you are my true love.

- Oh my God, you've got the worst timing.
- No, really.

I've thought it through,
and I… I love you, Agatha.

Tedros, please, please stop.

Rafal is using Sophie
to take down the schools.

Uh, wait, who's Rafal?

Sophie, what happened to you?

- My God.
- Don't worry, Teddy.

Should clear up by tomorrow.

Try to look past it
and not ruin our evening.

The Evers Ball!

Ah!

Here I am.

You're taking me, remember?

- You promised.
- Sophie, please.

Quiet, Aggie.
The protagonists are speaking.

I'm still your date, right?

You going back on your promise?

Because…

Bad things happen…

…when the Good
break their promises.

There is no promise.

You betrayed me. I'm here with Agatha.

- No. Whoa, no. He's not.
- Liar.

You know, I think
I'm really getting the hang of this.

Sophie, stop.

Whatever's happened, I can help you.

I'm your friend.

No, Agatha.

You're my nemesis.

Which means our story can't end
until one of us is destroyed.

Sophie.

Bye.

Tedros.

Come quick.

So, does this mean the ball is canceled?

We have to stop her.

No, no, no. Nobody hurt Sophie.

Look at what she's done.

Our only hope is to kill her
before she destroys us all.

Men, grab your weapons.

- It's time to kill the witch!
- Stop!

Evil attacks, Good defends, remember?

You can't attack!

My dear Nevers!

We have guests.

How should we greet them?

We'll kill 'em!

Just leave them alone!

Sophie, please. They were just scared
you were going to attack them.

Now, why would we ever do that?

That would be such an Evil thing to do.

Let's show them
how Good we really are.

Let's dance.

Say hello to our guests.

Here's some party favors, boys.

Draw!

Tedros, it's a trick!

Kill the witch!

Fire!

Well, now.

If Evil attacks and Good defends,

then it would appear

that Good has become Evil.

And Evil has become Good.

Oh, so Good.

Get out, Tedros!

Teddy, we have so much to talk about.

You and your little army just tried
to kill a roomful of innocent people.

Now that is quite Evil indeed.

Looks like someone's
been auditing Uglification.

No!

Please, Sophie.

You have to stop this!

It's too late.

They attacked.

Now we defend!

Stop!

Who wants hot chocolate?

Call yourself a prince, Teddy?

No!

Ooh.

Aww!

No, listen! Wait!

Just listen to me!

Yeah!

Coming, my queen!

Whoo!

No! Tedros!

That felt wonderful.
Been dying to do that all semester.

Tedros! Oh, Tedros! No!

Back off, Aggie!

This is my happy ending.

So this is how you change the world?

This is what you've always wanted?
To simply have it all at your feet?

Yup. The only mistake I made
was thinking I needed to switch schools.

It was just the schools
that needed to switch.

The mistake you made
was thinking you needed any of this.

Look what it's done to you!

Look at what it has done to us.

Sophie, Rafal is the enemy.

We have to defeat him.

I'd rather defeat my nemesis.

Sophie, don't!

No! No! Oh my...

Sophie!

Now…
just one last score to settle.

School Master.

Where are you, old man?

Time to pay for your mistake!

Seeking revenge,

Sophie searched the tower

for the one person
who had wronged her from the start.

Or so she believed.

What does that mean?

It means your tale has just begun,
Sophie of Gavaldon.

Rafal.

This was all a test, Sophie.

All of it.

A test… to find my true love.

I don't understand.

I was the one who answered your wish
and brought you here.

The seers told me of your potential,
and I wanted to help you fulfill it.

Who else has believed in you…

Cared for you,

defended you,

given you everything?

When you use that power,

and watch your enemies fall,

how does it feel?

I like it.

You were never meant for Good.

And of course, neither was I.

Why did you pose as the School Master?

He was my brother.

Centuries ago,

we were entrusted the Storian for eternity

because our bond
overrode our warring souls.

As long as we protected each other,
we would stay immortal… and young.

Good and Evil, in perfect balance.

But time…

Time makes one discontent.

What happened to him?

We fought…

…and I killed him.

You killed your brother?

How could you do that?

Well, the same way
you tried to kill your beloved prince.

Because it's who we are.

After my brother's death,

I assumed his identity
to hide my true intent.

Started destroying the balance
from within.

There are no mistakes
in the School for Good and Evil.

But Good has won for 200 years.

Oh, have they now?

Story by story, I have corrupted them.

Rewarding them for burning old ladies
in ovens,

making mermaids cut out their tongues,

forcing women to dance
in red-hot iron shoes.

Good became vain.

Foolish.

Weak.

But you, Sophie?

You put me to shame.

You brought the whole school
to its knees in weeks.

Beyond Good and Evil, you…

Are chaos itself.

And together, we are unstoppable.

Agatha!

Tedros?

Hey.

You all right?

Oh my God, I thought you were dead.

I'm fine. Listen to me.

I need to put an end to the Nevers,
once and for all.

No, no, no, Tedros.

This whole war thing
between the schools, it's all wrong.

- If I can get through to Sophie...
- After what she's done?

No point. No way. It's not gonna work.

No, no, no. She's being used
by the School Master's brother.

He's given her blood magic,
and it's too much for her.

- She doesn't know what she's doing.
- No, she knows.

I can reach her.

- I know it.
- Listen to me.

- What?
- She's gone.

She turned into a raven
and went up to the School Master's tower.

- What?
- The fight's down here, Agatha.

It's time to let her go.

Tedros, you told me
you were ready to see the world

in more than just black and white.

- Mm-hmm.
- This is your chance.

Please, I just need you to trust me.

Come with me to save Sophie.
That is how we'll save the school.

Evers and Nevers.

- Please.
- Tedros, help! We can't hold them.

Okay. Go to her.

I'll be there as soon as I can.
I promise you.

And will you join me, Sophie?

All we need is our true love's kiss,

Evil's kiss, to unlock our love

and forever open the gates to Never After

for you and I…

To rule.

I am your prince.

I am your true love.

I always have been.

Will you join me?

Yes. Yes.

And so it was that Evil
had finally won true love's kiss,

condemning both schools
and all those within their walls,

Good and Evil alike,

to perish in agony,

- allowing Rafal's Evil…
- Yes!

…true Evil, to overtake the world.

What have I done?

Why does anyone have to die?

I thought you wanted Evil to win.
Those are my friends.

They are merely fairy-tale Evil.

We must wipe the slate clean
to make way for true Evil.

Welcome to Never After, my love.

No! I didn't want to hurt them.

I thought you said we'd just rule them.

And we will rule Never After,

where every one of those students,

every professor,

anyone who could challenge us, is dead.

Including… your nemesis.

Oh!

No, Aggie!

This is not what I wanted!

Oh, it's too late for that now, Sophie.

You've driven away everyone,

lied to everyone, betrayed everyone.

You're all alone now.

That's why you're mine.

Get away from her!

Aggie!

You're alive?

- I'm so sorry.
- It's okay. I got you.

You know, I expected more from a Reader.

Surely you know
what happens to those who thwart love.

Love?

This isn't love.

Do you know why Good always wins?

Because we fight for each other,
and we care for each other.

That is what Good's love is.

Evil only fights for itself.

And that is the furthest thing
from love on Earth.

Such beautiful words

that have no power or meaning anymore.

Now, if you'll please
step away from my bride.

You will never have her, you monster.

Not as long as I'm alive.

Oh.

Well, as you wish.

No! Not Aggie!

Sophie!

Sophie?

No. No!

It can't be.

Not after all this.

No.

It's okay.

No. No, no, no.

Did you really think
it would be that easy?

In my school?

In your father's hands,
that sword might once have vanquished me.

But in the hands
of his ridiculous whelp of a son,

it is merely an oversized butter knife.

You think this tale…

Is about your true love.

No, it's about mine.

And the power Evil's kiss gave me

to kill Good's future king.

Or the tale of the girls who stopped you.

The end.

Oh my God.

Hey. Oh my God.

Oh my God. It's okay.

Hey. Hi.

Aggie…

I'm so sorry for everything.

Shh. You're fine. You're okay.

You're safe now.

I don't wanna be Evil.

No, you are not Evil.

You're just human.

As long as I have you.

We will always have each other.

You promise?

I promise.

Good.

I love you, Aggie.

You'll always be… my best friend.

Hey. Hey.

No.

No, please come back.

I love you too.

Oh God.

Oh my God.

Oh!

Hi. Hi.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Hey.

Oh, I'm sorry, am I hurting you?

Oh my God.

Don't ever do that again.

Let's go home.

Yeah.

Let's go home.

And so it was that our heroes
defeated the greatest threat

the School for Good and Evil
had ever known.

The world of fairy tales
had not perished,

but it had been changed forever.

Good and Evil together?

One school?

Hmm.

Now what?

Unity, perhaps.

Maybe… friendship, even.

Hmm.

Mm.

Well…

- Well, no rush. No rush.
- No. Slow and steady wins the race.

Hi there.

My heart belongs to another.

As for our two heroes,
there was finally a way back to Gavaldon,

as Agatha's kiss had set them free.

For what is truer
than the love between friends?

It's definitely best if I go.

Aggie, if you want to stay here
with Tedros, I understand.

I'll take care of your mom.

It would be my honor.

Thank you, Sophie.

But I can't leave my friend.

Thank you, Tedros, for wanting to change.

I hope we'll see each other again someday.

Wait! Wait!

Both girls were met with open arms…

…and open minds.

They never felt so special.

- Oh!
- Oh no!

Although some things never change.

- Witch! Witch!
- Burn! Witch!

That is,
unless you use your power

to begin to change them.

Ew!

And that,
you could say, is the end of our story.

However, as Tedros's arrow
pierced the vortex between their worlds…

I need you, Agatha.

…It became clear
that this was only…

…the beginning.