Find Me in Paris (2018–2020): Season 1, Episode 3 - Lena's Secret - full transcript
The real Elena Grande's arrival raises many questions. Thankfully for Lena, Victor arrives in time to save the day. He quickly answers all questions, stating that Lena is of noble blood and...
My name is Lena Grisky
and I go to the best
ballet school in the world.
I have a
secret.
I'm a time traveler from
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and my boyfriend Henri is
doing everything he can to get
me home.
♪ I can feel my heart
skipping Go off the beat ♪
♪ Things are pacing too
fast out on the streets ♪
♪ And I try to stay on my
feet along the way ♪
♪ Another crazy day
Okay, okay ♪
♪ Wake up, wake up, wake
up into a new world ♪
♪ Watch out, watch out,
watch out and hold on
strong, girl ♪
♪ It's time to show
myself what I can be ♪
♪ Figure out my
life and still be
me ♪
♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up
and welcome to my world ♪
-(Lena)
Previously...
-(Henri)
It's magic.
Henri gave me a
necklace...
-Perfect!
That made me travel to
the future...
2018 is the
year.
Everything is so different
here.
-Are those trousers?
-Are you Amish?
Lucky for me I still receive
his letters through our secret
brick.
But now I have to convince
everyone I'm a regular
teenager
and stay hidden from the
Time Collectors.
I hope I'll be back home
soon.
(Gabrielle) What is going
on?
(students
whisper)
Whoa... (laughs)
Total plot
twist.
So, if she's Elena
Grande...
(sniggers) ...then who are
you?
That is a fair
question, Miss...?
I can explain, I... I was...
It's very complicated... Hard
to explain the situation...
Good
morning.
(Gabrielle)
Yes?
Forgive me for interrupting,
but I have paperwork for Lena
Grisky.
Sorry it's late. The
computer had a glitch.
It's nice to meet you, Lena. I
apologize for putting you in a
rather awkward situation.
Let me know if you
need anything.
Anything at all.
(Henri) 'This is going to
be a bit of a head
exploder,
but if you get in trouble,
there is someone who can
help.
He went looking for
you. Find Victor. My
father.'
(to herself) Henri's
father...
(horses neigh)
(church bells
ring)
Our family's chronicles of
time travel...
'The timepiece is
special. It's coveted.
And the one who wears it,
the rightful owner, is the
chosen one.
You must be very careful when
traveling with this
timepiece.
Because this
timepiece is special,
it's possible to trick the
Time Collectors and hide from
them.
The inside of this
timepiece has a dial,
and if you follow the
instructions carefully,
it has proved to be
very helpful for
some.'
(Henri) 'Dear Lena, here is
a plan to use your
timepiece
to get rid of the Time
Collectors forever.
Follow these
instructions and you'll
scatter them.
My father wouldn't let
me travel with him,
but my big plan is to trick
the Time Collectors to bring
me to your time.
I know they hang by the
portal.'
(groans, then
sighs)
Going somewhere,
Henri?
I thought we were taking
him hostage.
(scoffs)
(groans)
21st century, here we
come.
We talked about this. Don't
tell the plan to the man.
Yep. We did? Don't tell
the plan to... Oh,
check...
Oh!
(swooshing and ticking
clock noises)
There's no
questioning her
talent.
That's
certainly not
the concern.
But why did she
answer to Elena
Grande?
She didn't. She must've said
Lena. I just assumed. I'm
sorry.
Where is she
from?
She trained in
Russia.
Do the details really
matter?
This isn't a school that
only recognizes prestige, is
it?
Certainly not.
Talent comes
first.
Look her up.
Now.
Okay.
Ohhh. She's so
pretty.
(nervously) I mean... if
you're into that kind of
thing.
No
way...
(students gasp and
whisper)
Whoa.
But why didn't she correct
you? She's had ample
opportunity.
Miss Grisky is frightfully
shy.
She wouldn't dare
correct an authority
figure.
Her
family?
Tragic.
They died in a fire a few
years ago. She has no one.
A benefactor is providing the
tuition, but can't care for
her.
What a tragedy. Of course
she'll remain here, in our
care.
Excellent.
(whispers) Not a word to
anyone. You'll stay here until
further instruction.
It's crucial that you blend
in.
(footsteps
approaching)
(normal voice) All is taken
care of, Miss Grisky. I wish
you well with your studies.
Wait! When do I get to go home?
Why aren't we leaving right
now?
I can't explain right
now. I'll send word.
Bree, how you pass your
classes is beyond me.
This isn't even
her, it's from
1905!
Sure looks like
her.
Well, that's
impossible.
(gasps) What if it's her
great great grandmother or
someone like that?
So she's from Royalty? Named
after some princess from a
hundred years ago?
What does that make her, some
kind of duchess or something?
Well?
No.
-Yes.
No.
-Yes.
No?
-No?
Well, find... out. I don't
know anything about the
Russian monarchy.
There's zero record of her
at any big dance
academies.
She was probably
home-schooled.
Taught by some famous
choreographer who gave her
private lessons in a castle!
And she probably has a
crown! And she probably paid
her way in here!
Cool your jets, Thea. Stop
being such a drama queen.
This is war. I've been
betrayed.
Yeah... I'm not sure
how this is about
you.
I bet Elena Grande's
furious.
I'm sure she knows it's a
misunderstanding and is
working it out with the
office.
And I'm sure it's a
scam.
Phones away, or I'll
toss them in the
garbage.
Lena, please take your
place.
So together you will
choreograph a piece about
yourself and perform it for the
school.
With a
criminal.
And a pageant
queen.
It was a dance competition.
(Copies) 'It was a dance
competition.'
Must I remind you what a
privilege it is to be in
my workshop?
No?
Good.
Now. Tell us who you
are, through dance.
(Dash) OK, let's
work on the
assignment.
Alright, I'll
start. Give me a
beat.
(students snap their
fingers)
I'm Dash. Short for
Dashing.
Tsss!
Nope.
I'm from London. My
grandmother taught a dance
class in the courtyard of our
building
and let me dance with
them.
I'm Lena. Grisky.
I'm from the
pa...
Erm, I trained with
erm...
Could I have some music,
please?
(Jeff beatboxes) (students
clap)
She'll never keep up. That
much is crystal clear.
(Dash) Yeah!
(Laughs)
I'm Max
Alverez.
No one in my family wanted me
to dance, so... no lessons, no
formal training.
I taught myself
everything I
know.
(students
talking)
May I sit
here?
Of course.
Sit.
So you must be,
like, sick rich,
huh?
I feel fine, thank
you.
I'm not ill, it's just a
slight malaise from the
misunderstanding earlier.
No. I just meant you're
from like, a fancy
family.
(thud)
What? I just wanna get to
know her. For the dance.
Oh yes. Do tell us all about
yourself.
It's so fascinating how
somebody can be one person, and
then poof!
Seconds later, they can be
somebody totally
different.
How do you know about my
family? Have they contacted
you?
Erm... no. That would be
weird.
So... royalty. How
fascinating.
It's not really something
I'm comfortable
discussing.
Will you leave her alone? You
jerks are being obnoxious.
(snaps her
fingers)
(Lena) Thank
you.
(sighs)
(reads to herself) 'Helena
Grisky mysteriously
disappeared
from the Paris Opera
Ballet in 1905.'
(magical tinkling
noise)
I love Paris 2018! So full
of first-rate foods!
Ah, give us a sniff,
Pinky! (sniffs)
Are you joking? We have
work.
We need to plan. And
execute. Not eat.
Alright, I've got an
idea.
And it's a good one, I must
say.
He writes her little
postcards, doesn't he?
(Sniggers)
Victor.
(phone) How can I
help you?
-(gasps)
Hello?
Hello. How can I help
you?
I don't know. Who are
you?
I don't
understand "who are
you?"
I'm Lena
Grisky.
I'm sorry. I can't
find "rena crispy".
Have you been sent to help?
I'm in a bit of a
situation.
(door
opens)
Okay. You need to spill
it. Who are you?
I am sorry. I don't
understand your
situation.
Yeah. That makes two of
us.
She was inside... the
black rectangle thing.
Lena. You need to spill
it.
I'll give this to
you if you level
with me.
I'm sure you wanna hear
what your Amish boyfriend
Henri has to say.
(reads) 'I've come for you.
Meet me outside. All my love,
Henri.'
Where did you get
this?
It was taped to the
door. But Lena listen.
I can't continue to
defend you to every
single...
Lena, wait!
-Henri!
(Henri) Lena!
Lena!
Henri! Lena, stop! It's a
trap!
Find my plan in the
chimney on the Garnier
roof!
Go to the brick! Run,
Lena!
Lena! Lena,
run!
(Henri)
Lena!
(both out of
breath)
OK. You better start
talking. Like, stat.
Okay.
I'm a Russian
princess from 1905.
I'm Helena
Grisky.
Like, the exact
one that
disappeared.
I'm a time
traveler.
Wow.
I know. This must sound
fantastical.
But one minute I was in
1905, and then the next I'm
on the stage...
At the
Défilé.
Henri. He gave me this
timepiece.
But he didn't know it was an
actual time machine.
We seem to be
able to
communicate
by putting letters into a
loose brick on the roof of the
Garnier.
He said he left something
there.
But how did he get
here?
This is
incredible.
I know. It's very hard to
believe.
But please, you have to
trust me. I'm not
crazy.
Or maybe I
am.
Maybe this is all a
dream.
OK, I need to sit
down.
And what about the
Three Musketeers?
The Time
Collectors.
They're after me,
but I'm not sure
why.
I'm sure Henri has arranged a
safe passage to get me home.
Back to
1905.
Okay. For
reals.
We need to work on how you
talk, because it's a total
giveaway.
What? (Laughs) This is so
cool!
What? You believe me?
That I'm a time
traveler?
Well, quantum
physics is kinda my
jam.
You went missing in
1905, I looked you up.
You can tell
that by looking
at me?
Well... yeah. But your
picture was on the web page
so...
I don't know what a web page
is, but I'm so grateful. Shall
we go to the Garnier now?
Erm... Tomorrow.
It's past
curfew.
But you have to make it
back in time for the
performance
or you'll get kicked
out of the school for
sure.
And if you get kicked out of
the school, then you'll really
have nowhere to go.
We need a plan to get
you on that roof.
Lena? Are you listening?
Trying to help you out,
here.
(phone beeps)
Uh-huh... But this is
so amazing.
Look, you match these
candies and then you get
points.
And then there's more candies
and then there's more points!
It's just endless.
Sorry. I'm... I'm listening.
I've just never seen
anything like that in my
entire life.
Okay. Are you a good actress?
Cause you're gonna have to
fake an illness to get out of
class.
Hm, I did a production of
the Twelfth Night once.
Okay,
great.
Once you're out, we'll
communicate via text.
And that's the word
thing?
Or is that the face page
thing where they post about
what they're doing
and what they've
had for breakfast?
The word thing.
Texting. Have I
overloaded you?
No, I've got
it.
'Hello, Ines.
Please texting
me!'
(laughs) Text. Just, text
me.
Yes, right. Cool,
dude.
(laughs)
(phone
beeps)
(gasps) It... it
worked! It worked!
So
what?
(laughs)
We couldn't grab her in front
of people, we've been
exposed.
She'll keep looking for
him.
We'll make him
cooperate next
time.
You should try these
macaroons.
They're heaven in tiny
bites.
Fine. Be a
pouter.
(Lena)
Ouchhh...
(Ines) You okay
Lena?
Suddenly, I feel quite
ill.
Oh, my royal
constitution is so
delicate.
It must be something you ate.
I told you about that smoked
salmon.
Miss Grisky, Ines
will take you to the
nurse.
This cardigan is
itchy.
Never say cardigan again.
That word died decades ago,
along with your vocab.
Got
it.
Maybe I should come with
you.
No, it's risky
enough that I'm
leaving.
You've been so kind. Thank
you.
Those dudes. If you
see them, run.
Run as fast as you can and
text me. And I'll find you,
okay?
Okay. You are a wickedly
cold girl.
(laughs)
Almost.
Ines. Thank you. I'll be
back in time for the
performance.
(groaning)
I say we just go get
her.
And I say, we have to
go with the plan!
I say we go roller
skating!
Shhhh!
You can't catch
me!
Get
him!
Ah!
(footsteps)
(pop music
plays)
If her royal highness is
still pretending to be sick,
I can keep going.
(Ines) Are you Madame Carré
now?
No, but I am the
lead.
There are no lead
parts.
You know what I
mean. Where have you
been?
We should just have a
transition that fills Lena's
place.
(Ines) Actually that's not a
bad idea.
No, not
yours. Yours.
It says more about
you than you think,
Thea.
You know, the constant need
to be the center of
attention.
(Dash
laughs)
That's quite good
actually. Thea, end with
one of your killer
arabesques.
(Jeff) Oh,
beautiful.
(all
giggle)
I told you she wouldn't show
up.
She
will.
Let's just cut her part, she
doesn't deserve it anyway.
Yes I
do.
Holy to the moly. Are you
okay?
I need to tell
you what
happened.
(magical tinkling
noise)
(Lena) I went to the brick and
found the letter from Henri.
It was his plan to get
rid of the Time
Collectors.
He would lead us all to the
same place so I could use my
timepiece to scatter them.
But Henri doesn't always
have well-thought-out
plans.
Get
her!
'Set the dials to
this formation.
If it works, it will
scatter the Time
Collectors.
I'm not exactly sure what that
means, but I have to hope it
will give us a chance.
The journal says it can
trick them. Cross your
fingers!'
(exhales)
(Ines) The show is
starting, tell me more
later.
(pop music
plays)
♪ I'll give you
something Something ♪
♪ I'll give you
something Something ♪
♪ I'll give you something
♪
Henri!
Lena! Set your
timepiece!
Get
her!
Use the
scatter!
Do it, Lena! We have no
other choice!
Wait!
Stop, Lena! You don't
understand the power!
(Henri) Press the button,
Lena!
(gasps)
(Henri
pants)
(gasps)
Whoa. What
happened?
Where is
Henri?
Why are we back in
1905?
1905...
Henri? Where are
you?
(dramatic pop music
plays)
(audience
applauds)
(Thea whispers) You were
supposed to wear black.
What's wrong with you?
So did the plan
work? Where's Henri?
He's
gone.
It
worked.
Henri,
please...
Find me in
Paris.
(dramatic music
plays)
and I go to the best
ballet school in the world.
I have a
secret.
I'm a time traveler from
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and my boyfriend Henri is
doing everything he can to get
me home.
♪ I can feel my heart
skipping Go off the beat ♪
♪ Things are pacing too
fast out on the streets ♪
♪ And I try to stay on my
feet along the way ♪
♪ Another crazy day
Okay, okay ♪
♪ Wake up, wake up, wake
up into a new world ♪
♪ Watch out, watch out,
watch out and hold on
strong, girl ♪
♪ It's time to show
myself what I can be ♪
♪ Figure out my
life and still be
me ♪
♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up
and welcome to my world ♪
-(Lena)
Previously...
-(Henri)
It's magic.
Henri gave me a
necklace...
-Perfect!
That made me travel to
the future...
2018 is the
year.
Everything is so different
here.
-Are those trousers?
-Are you Amish?
Lucky for me I still receive
his letters through our secret
brick.
But now I have to convince
everyone I'm a regular
teenager
and stay hidden from the
Time Collectors.
I hope I'll be back home
soon.
(Gabrielle) What is going
on?
(students
whisper)
Whoa... (laughs)
Total plot
twist.
So, if she's Elena
Grande...
(sniggers) ...then who are
you?
That is a fair
question, Miss...?
I can explain, I... I was...
It's very complicated... Hard
to explain the situation...
Good
morning.
(Gabrielle)
Yes?
Forgive me for interrupting,
but I have paperwork for Lena
Grisky.
Sorry it's late. The
computer had a glitch.
It's nice to meet you, Lena. I
apologize for putting you in a
rather awkward situation.
Let me know if you
need anything.
Anything at all.
(Henri) 'This is going to
be a bit of a head
exploder,
but if you get in trouble,
there is someone who can
help.
He went looking for
you. Find Victor. My
father.'
(to herself) Henri's
father...
(horses neigh)
(church bells
ring)
Our family's chronicles of
time travel...
'The timepiece is
special. It's coveted.
And the one who wears it,
the rightful owner, is the
chosen one.
You must be very careful when
traveling with this
timepiece.
Because this
timepiece is special,
it's possible to trick the
Time Collectors and hide from
them.
The inside of this
timepiece has a dial,
and if you follow the
instructions carefully,
it has proved to be
very helpful for
some.'
(Henri) 'Dear Lena, here is
a plan to use your
timepiece
to get rid of the Time
Collectors forever.
Follow these
instructions and you'll
scatter them.
My father wouldn't let
me travel with him,
but my big plan is to trick
the Time Collectors to bring
me to your time.
I know they hang by the
portal.'
(groans, then
sighs)
Going somewhere,
Henri?
I thought we were taking
him hostage.
(scoffs)
(groans)
21st century, here we
come.
We talked about this. Don't
tell the plan to the man.
Yep. We did? Don't tell
the plan to... Oh,
check...
Oh!
(swooshing and ticking
clock noises)
There's no
questioning her
talent.
That's
certainly not
the concern.
But why did she
answer to Elena
Grande?
She didn't. She must've said
Lena. I just assumed. I'm
sorry.
Where is she
from?
She trained in
Russia.
Do the details really
matter?
This isn't a school that
only recognizes prestige, is
it?
Certainly not.
Talent comes
first.
Look her up.
Now.
Okay.
Ohhh. She's so
pretty.
(nervously) I mean... if
you're into that kind of
thing.
No
way...
(students gasp and
whisper)
Whoa.
But why didn't she correct
you? She's had ample
opportunity.
Miss Grisky is frightfully
shy.
She wouldn't dare
correct an authority
figure.
Her
family?
Tragic.
They died in a fire a few
years ago. She has no one.
A benefactor is providing the
tuition, but can't care for
her.
What a tragedy. Of course
she'll remain here, in our
care.
Excellent.
(whispers) Not a word to
anyone. You'll stay here until
further instruction.
It's crucial that you blend
in.
(footsteps
approaching)
(normal voice) All is taken
care of, Miss Grisky. I wish
you well with your studies.
Wait! When do I get to go home?
Why aren't we leaving right
now?
I can't explain right
now. I'll send word.
Bree, how you pass your
classes is beyond me.
This isn't even
her, it's from
1905!
Sure looks like
her.
Well, that's
impossible.
(gasps) What if it's her
great great grandmother or
someone like that?
So she's from Royalty? Named
after some princess from a
hundred years ago?
What does that make her, some
kind of duchess or something?
Well?
No.
-Yes.
No.
-Yes.
No?
-No?
Well, find... out. I don't
know anything about the
Russian monarchy.
There's zero record of her
at any big dance
academies.
She was probably
home-schooled.
Taught by some famous
choreographer who gave her
private lessons in a castle!
And she probably has a
crown! And she probably paid
her way in here!
Cool your jets, Thea. Stop
being such a drama queen.
This is war. I've been
betrayed.
Yeah... I'm not sure
how this is about
you.
I bet Elena Grande's
furious.
I'm sure she knows it's a
misunderstanding and is
working it out with the
office.
And I'm sure it's a
scam.
Phones away, or I'll
toss them in the
garbage.
Lena, please take your
place.
So together you will
choreograph a piece about
yourself and perform it for the
school.
With a
criminal.
And a pageant
queen.
It was a dance competition.
(Copies) 'It was a dance
competition.'
Must I remind you what a
privilege it is to be in
my workshop?
No?
Good.
Now. Tell us who you
are, through dance.
(Dash) OK, let's
work on the
assignment.
Alright, I'll
start. Give me a
beat.
(students snap their
fingers)
I'm Dash. Short for
Dashing.
Tsss!
Nope.
I'm from London. My
grandmother taught a dance
class in the courtyard of our
building
and let me dance with
them.
I'm Lena. Grisky.
I'm from the
pa...
Erm, I trained with
erm...
Could I have some music,
please?
(Jeff beatboxes) (students
clap)
She'll never keep up. That
much is crystal clear.
(Dash) Yeah!
(Laughs)
I'm Max
Alverez.
No one in my family wanted me
to dance, so... no lessons, no
formal training.
I taught myself
everything I
know.
(students
talking)
May I sit
here?
Of course.
Sit.
So you must be,
like, sick rich,
huh?
I feel fine, thank
you.
I'm not ill, it's just a
slight malaise from the
misunderstanding earlier.
No. I just meant you're
from like, a fancy
family.
(thud)
What? I just wanna get to
know her. For the dance.
Oh yes. Do tell us all about
yourself.
It's so fascinating how
somebody can be one person, and
then poof!
Seconds later, they can be
somebody totally
different.
How do you know about my
family? Have they contacted
you?
Erm... no. That would be
weird.
So... royalty. How
fascinating.
It's not really something
I'm comfortable
discussing.
Will you leave her alone? You
jerks are being obnoxious.
(snaps her
fingers)
(Lena) Thank
you.
(sighs)
(reads to herself) 'Helena
Grisky mysteriously
disappeared
from the Paris Opera
Ballet in 1905.'
(magical tinkling
noise)
I love Paris 2018! So full
of first-rate foods!
Ah, give us a sniff,
Pinky! (sniffs)
Are you joking? We have
work.
We need to plan. And
execute. Not eat.
Alright, I've got an
idea.
And it's a good one, I must
say.
He writes her little
postcards, doesn't he?
(Sniggers)
Victor.
(phone) How can I
help you?
-(gasps)
Hello?
Hello. How can I help
you?
I don't know. Who are
you?
I don't
understand "who are
you?"
I'm Lena
Grisky.
I'm sorry. I can't
find "rena crispy".
Have you been sent to help?
I'm in a bit of a
situation.
(door
opens)
Okay. You need to spill
it. Who are you?
I am sorry. I don't
understand your
situation.
Yeah. That makes two of
us.
She was inside... the
black rectangle thing.
Lena. You need to spill
it.
I'll give this to
you if you level
with me.
I'm sure you wanna hear
what your Amish boyfriend
Henri has to say.
(reads) 'I've come for you.
Meet me outside. All my love,
Henri.'
Where did you get
this?
It was taped to the
door. But Lena listen.
I can't continue to
defend you to every
single...
Lena, wait!
-Henri!
(Henri) Lena!
Lena!
Henri! Lena, stop! It's a
trap!
Find my plan in the
chimney on the Garnier
roof!
Go to the brick! Run,
Lena!
Lena! Lena,
run!
(Henri)
Lena!
(both out of
breath)
OK. You better start
talking. Like, stat.
Okay.
I'm a Russian
princess from 1905.
I'm Helena
Grisky.
Like, the exact
one that
disappeared.
I'm a time
traveler.
Wow.
I know. This must sound
fantastical.
But one minute I was in
1905, and then the next I'm
on the stage...
At the
Défilé.
Henri. He gave me this
timepiece.
But he didn't know it was an
actual time machine.
We seem to be
able to
communicate
by putting letters into a
loose brick on the roof of the
Garnier.
He said he left something
there.
But how did he get
here?
This is
incredible.
I know. It's very hard to
believe.
But please, you have to
trust me. I'm not
crazy.
Or maybe I
am.
Maybe this is all a
dream.
OK, I need to sit
down.
And what about the
Three Musketeers?
The Time
Collectors.
They're after me,
but I'm not sure
why.
I'm sure Henri has arranged a
safe passage to get me home.
Back to
1905.
Okay. For
reals.
We need to work on how you
talk, because it's a total
giveaway.
What? (Laughs) This is so
cool!
What? You believe me?
That I'm a time
traveler?
Well, quantum
physics is kinda my
jam.
You went missing in
1905, I looked you up.
You can tell
that by looking
at me?
Well... yeah. But your
picture was on the web page
so...
I don't know what a web page
is, but I'm so grateful. Shall
we go to the Garnier now?
Erm... Tomorrow.
It's past
curfew.
But you have to make it
back in time for the
performance
or you'll get kicked
out of the school for
sure.
And if you get kicked out of
the school, then you'll really
have nowhere to go.
We need a plan to get
you on that roof.
Lena? Are you listening?
Trying to help you out,
here.
(phone beeps)
Uh-huh... But this is
so amazing.
Look, you match these
candies and then you get
points.
And then there's more candies
and then there's more points!
It's just endless.
Sorry. I'm... I'm listening.
I've just never seen
anything like that in my
entire life.
Okay. Are you a good actress?
Cause you're gonna have to
fake an illness to get out of
class.
Hm, I did a production of
the Twelfth Night once.
Okay,
great.
Once you're out, we'll
communicate via text.
And that's the word
thing?
Or is that the face page
thing where they post about
what they're doing
and what they've
had for breakfast?
The word thing.
Texting. Have I
overloaded you?
No, I've got
it.
'Hello, Ines.
Please texting
me!'
(laughs) Text. Just, text
me.
Yes, right. Cool,
dude.
(laughs)
(phone
beeps)
(gasps) It... it
worked! It worked!
So
what?
(laughs)
We couldn't grab her in front
of people, we've been
exposed.
She'll keep looking for
him.
We'll make him
cooperate next
time.
You should try these
macaroons.
They're heaven in tiny
bites.
Fine. Be a
pouter.
(Lena)
Ouchhh...
(Ines) You okay
Lena?
Suddenly, I feel quite
ill.
Oh, my royal
constitution is so
delicate.
It must be something you ate.
I told you about that smoked
salmon.
Miss Grisky, Ines
will take you to the
nurse.
This cardigan is
itchy.
Never say cardigan again.
That word died decades ago,
along with your vocab.
Got
it.
Maybe I should come with
you.
No, it's risky
enough that I'm
leaving.
You've been so kind. Thank
you.
Those dudes. If you
see them, run.
Run as fast as you can and
text me. And I'll find you,
okay?
Okay. You are a wickedly
cold girl.
(laughs)
Almost.
Ines. Thank you. I'll be
back in time for the
performance.
(groaning)
I say we just go get
her.
And I say, we have to
go with the plan!
I say we go roller
skating!
Shhhh!
You can't catch
me!
Get
him!
Ah!
(footsteps)
(pop music
plays)
If her royal highness is
still pretending to be sick,
I can keep going.
(Ines) Are you Madame Carré
now?
No, but I am the
lead.
There are no lead
parts.
You know what I
mean. Where have you
been?
We should just have a
transition that fills Lena's
place.
(Ines) Actually that's not a
bad idea.
No, not
yours. Yours.
It says more about
you than you think,
Thea.
You know, the constant need
to be the center of
attention.
(Dash
laughs)
That's quite good
actually. Thea, end with
one of your killer
arabesques.
(Jeff) Oh,
beautiful.
(all
giggle)
I told you she wouldn't show
up.
She
will.
Let's just cut her part, she
doesn't deserve it anyway.
Yes I
do.
Holy to the moly. Are you
okay?
I need to tell
you what
happened.
(magical tinkling
noise)
(Lena) I went to the brick and
found the letter from Henri.
It was his plan to get
rid of the Time
Collectors.
He would lead us all to the
same place so I could use my
timepiece to scatter them.
But Henri doesn't always
have well-thought-out
plans.
Get
her!
'Set the dials to
this formation.
If it works, it will
scatter the Time
Collectors.
I'm not exactly sure what that
means, but I have to hope it
will give us a chance.
The journal says it can
trick them. Cross your
fingers!'
(exhales)
(Ines) The show is
starting, tell me more
later.
(pop music
plays)
♪ I'll give you
something Something ♪
♪ I'll give you
something Something ♪
♪ I'll give you something
♪
Henri!
Lena! Set your
timepiece!
Get
her!
Use the
scatter!
Do it, Lena! We have no
other choice!
Wait!
Stop, Lena! You don't
understand the power!
(Henri) Press the button,
Lena!
(gasps)
(Henri
pants)
(gasps)
Whoa. What
happened?
Where is
Henri?
Why are we back in
1905?
1905...
Henri? Where are
you?
(dramatic pop music
plays)
(audience
applauds)
(Thea whispers) You were
supposed to wear black.
What's wrong with you?
So did the plan
work? Where's Henri?
He's
gone.
It
worked.
Henri,
please...
Find me in
Paris.
(dramatic music
plays)