Ghostwriter (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Wild, Wild Ghost, Part 1 - full transcript
Previously on Ghostwriter...
That's not Shere Khan...
that's Bagheera.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to be sure
you fit into the world of humans.
We need to take the dogs
back to the shelter.
They don't belong in cages.
We could hold a pet adoption
at the bookstore.
You really pulled it all together.
I'm impressed.
The characters are going back in the book.
Your grandma had this old letter.
She even kept it in a fancy box.
And she read it out loud.
And it said...
Said what?
We need to find that letter.
There you are.
I've been trying you all week.
Sorry. It's been super crazy around here.
Really? Why?
I can't really... say.
That's kind of a weird response.
Hey, Ruben. Remember, tomorrow's the last
day to sign up for after-school clubs.
Thanks, Mom, but I thought about it,
and... I think I'm good.
Talking to Kai
is not an after-school activity.
I want you to get more involved here.
Hi, Miss Reyna.
Hi, Kai.
Don't you think that Ruben should sign up
for something? They have soccer.
Ruben isn't the greatest soccer player.
No, you're right. He's not.
I'm sitting right here.
I'm gonna leave you two. I'm sure Kai
can help you choose something.
Thank you, Kai.
Well, that was fun.
You know, maybe your mom's
actually onto something.
Like what?
Like, you're the new kid
and you can be whatever you want.
You don't have to be
the comic book geek anymore.
That's not how I would've
described myself, but okay.
You know what I mean.
Remember how you used to always talk about
wanting to try out for the school play?
Yeah, but I didn't fit in
with the theater kids.
Well, maybe the theater kids
at your new school will be better.
I guess I could check it out.
I got to run. Have fun doing whatever it is
you can't tell me about.
Okay. Bye.
Would you be offended
if we eat this on the couch while
watching something mindless on TV?
Sure.
Hey, Rusty.
I used your recipe
but made a few tiny improvements.
Oh, thanks.
Nice job.
I reserved our tickets online
for the Van Gogh exhibit.
Oh, great. I'm so excited.
When is that again?
Saturday.
Oh, no.
I picked up a shift.
One of the nurses is out sick.
It's flu season.
I get it. I'll cancel the tickets.
I promise we'll go next week.
You really did improve on my recipe.
I don't know what bothers us more:
that you got a D on your history test,
or we had to hear about it
from Principal Fong.
It was just one test.
And I really thought I knew my stuff.
- Well, your grade says otherwise.
- And it's not just one test, Curtis.
You're barely passing English, and you're
not doing so hot in math either.
You've always been a great student.
Lately, I have no idea
what's going on with you.
I don't know. I'm working hard.
He really is. I think Mr. Saunders
just doesn't like Curtis.
This doesn't concern you.
But he really does have favorites,
and Curtis is definitely not one of them.
Donna.
Fine. I'll be in my room.
Maybe playing basketball in school
is too much for him.
- So he should just give up on basketball?
- He's not giving up school.
Hey.
I'm going to do better on this next test.
Chevon can tutor me, and Mr. Saunders
has an after-school review class.
Good. 'Cause if this happens again,
your basketball days are over.
I'm sorry, Curtis. I tried to help.
It's not your fault. But hey, it was nice
to see Mom and Dad getting along.
You really do seem like you're trying.
I am. School's just getting harder
this year, I guess.
So, are you grounded?
No. Worse.
I have one chance to get my grades up
or they're making me quit basketball.
Ouch. Harsh.
Seriously. No pressure there.
I know what the problem is,
but I can't tell Mom and Dad I'm spending
all my time talking to book characters.
Good point.
Plus, I meant what I said earlier. I
really don't think Mr. Saunders likes you.
I think it's a great idea,
but can you even act?
I guess I'll find out.
First, I need to find a monologue.
There are tons of long speeches
in Macbeth. Check it out.
Can't this wait till later?
We have to find your grandma's letter.
Hopefully soon,
'cause I have a test to study for.
There's lots of her old stuff up here.
- Where do we look first?
- No clue.
Clue.
It's the ghost.
Hi, Ruben's grandma. What's up?
How's life on the other side?
What kind of clue is "under"?
The only thing under us is the floor.
The bookstore is under us.
We already looked there.
What's under the bookstore?
The basement.
Okay. No clues here. We should just go.
No.
Grandma sent us down here for a reason.
So, let's just stick close together.
Did you see that?
No. But I heard it.
- What is it?
- I have no idea.
Whatever it is, it's moving.
Easy, now. I don't want no trouble.
Who are you?
They call me the Camarillo Kid.
Well, it doesn't look like
he's from the city.
He must be from a book
set in the Old West?
I hate Westerns.
That's a strong opinion.
What we need to figure out is
what book he came from
and why my grandma released him.
Definitely. Hey, do you think
I could pull off that hat?
Pardon me. I don't mean to interrupt,
but I'm in quite a heap of trouble.
Please tell us your story,
and don't leave out any details.
Well, I'm on the run
from a man named Hitch.
He tore through town and took
all the riches he could lay his eyes on.
He had everyone running in fear
until one man was brave enough
to stand up to him.
My pa.
He locked up Hitch and threw away the key.
Your dad sounds like a hero.
Yes, ma'am, a hero indeed.
Until Hitch broke out
and kidnapped both him and my ma.
And now he's chasing after me.
You hurt?
I'll be fine.
Just, Hitch about had me caught.
I jumped over some quicksand,
landed hard and wounded my leg.
But at least I got away.
Now, I hate to impose,
but you seem like kind folk
and I do need help.
You got to hide me from Hitch.
Don't worry, Kid. We'll keep you safe.
Dad, how did you lose your watch?
It's not lost.
I just can't find it temporarily.
And of all watches,
Mom gave you that
for your 25th wedding anniversary.
It's my only watch. If I was to lose one,
that would be the one.
- Hey, kids.
- Howdy, sir.
Ma'am.
They're not as friendly as you are.
Hey, Grandpa.
Do we have a Western section?
Unfortunately,
it's not as big as it used to be.
Whatever I have is upstairs
next to the Italian cookbooks.
Let me guess.
Westerns, spaghetti Westerns,
Italian food.
Exactly.
How did you do that?
I get him.
Okay. Donna and I will look through
the Western section
to find what book
the Camarillo Kid came from
while you two talk to him.
Great idea.
Hopefully it'll help us find out
why Grandma released him.
So, Kid, tell us about yourself.
Have any special skills or talents?
Bull riding.
Maybe something that would be
more useful here in the city.
Riding bronco?
Something less... wild?
Mutton busting.
What is that?
Till you're old enough to ride the bulls
or broncos, you got to train on sheep.
You're looking at
a four-time blue-ribbon winner.
Right. Congrats.
Interesting.
You found the blank book?
No, it just looks interesting.
I'll save it for later.
Unless Grandma's unfinished business
involves riding a bull or a sheep,
we've got nothing.
You?
No. All these books have words in them
and it's really annoying.
This is the last one.
Whatever book this cowboy came from,
it's not here.
This sure is nice, Ruben.
Yeah, I thought a campfire
might make you feel at home.
Indeed, it does.
Although, usually, the fire is hot.
Yeah. Maybe one day we'll get there.
What you got? A book of stories?
I'm trying out for a play
and need to find a monologue.
When I was young, my folks would take me
down to the center of town
to see Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show.
There really was a Buffalo Bill?
Yes, sir. He put on quite the show.
Plays, music acts, feats of skill
and some of the most beautiful horses
and cattle you could ever imagine.
You okay, Kid?
Yeah, thinking about those good old days
makes me miss my folks.
Yeah. I can't imagine what it's like
to have your parents kidnapped
right in front of you.
How about we talk about something else?
Tell me about your play.
Well, I'm not even sure if I wanna do it.
What if I make a fool out of myself?
You sound just like me
the first time I tried to lasso a dogie.
I have no idea what that means.
It means everyone gets scared,
but you just got to get out there
and give it your best shot.
Thanks.
Okay, so remember.
What's the number one rule
about being in school?
Don't talk to no one.
Although, I still don't see the harm.
I wanna make sure
no one tips off Hitch to where you are.
What's the cowboy doing here?
He tried to start a fire in my room
because the one on my screen
wasn't hot enough.
It was just easier to bring him.
Well, I can't watch him. I have to go down
to the gym to talk to Coach Tillman.
Sorry. I have to study for a test
before class, so have fun.
You sure are good at that, Curtis.
Thanks. You wanna shoot a few?
I don't know.
You're a beginner, so don't expect
to make any baskets right away.
Would you look at that.
I made my first one.
Beginner's luck. Here.
Two in a row.
What happened to your leg?
What about my leg?
Yesterday you had a limp.
Oh, yeah. The pain comes and goes.
That's funny, because yesterday
it was your other leg.
Nah, it was always this leg.
Are you sure you're feeling okay?
Yeah. I'm fine.
Curtis.
Nice to see you on the court.
But shouldn't you be studying
for your history test?
I have been. That's why I'm here
to tell you I'm gonna ace it.
Oops. Looks like one fell off the rack.
Trust me, Coach, I'm gonna be back
on the team for Friday's game.
Okay, I'm putting you in the lineup.
But you don't pass, you don't play.
I'll be there.
Ruben. I saw you didn't sign up
to audition for the play yet.
It's the last day.
I don't know. What if I'm really bad?
I've never tried acting before.
How good do you have to be?
It's middle school.
Sorry. You're gonna be great.
Listen, I know how you feel.
I was so nervous
before my first sewing class.
I thought everyone was gonna laugh
at my jacket design.
And?
And it doesn't matter.
The point is, I got better and I had fun.
So, just have fun.
I can't do it.
Hey, Donna.
You're welcome.
Just thank me when you become
a famous actor one day.
Lunch?
I wish I had a sweatshirt or something.
I had no idea
it was gonna be this cold today.
You didn't listen
to your crickets this morning, did you?
My crickets?
Well, yeah.
Where I come from,
the best way to tell the temperature
is by paying close attention
to the chirping of the crickets.
That's a thing?
Most definitely.
You count the number of chirps
in a 15-second span,
add 37, and there you have it,
the temperature.
That's the most amazing thing
I've ever heard.
It's just basic science.
Exactly.
And I need a project for the science fair.
Thank you.
Kid, you might wanna go check the window.
I think I see a cowboy outside.
- Hitch?
- I don't know. Have a look.
Did you actually see a cowboy?
No, I just needed to get rid of him.
The Kid is lying.
What do you mean?
When we were in the gym shooting hoops,
he wasn't limping. I asked him about it.
He conveniently started limping again,
but on the wrong leg.
- You remember what leg he was limping on?
- Yeah.
Don't you think he seems pretty happy for
a guy whose ma and pa had been kidnapped?
No way. Last night he was really upset
about his parents and he almost teared up.
Yeah, almost.
It's an act.
I'm telling you, dude is bad news.
I don't know, Curtis. Think about it.
Why would Grandma release characters from
the book unless they were here to help us?
Name one way he's helped us so far.
No sign of Hitch.
Cool. My mistake.
Hey, you know how
we've been helping you hide from Hitch?
Maybe you could help us too.
Of course. Tell me how.
We're not quite sure,
but we're trying to find an old letter.
I'm real good at finding stuff.
Yeah, but we've already looked everywhere.
Did you look under the bed?
I'm always hiding stuff under the bed.
Of course we looked under the bed.
No, I don't mean under the bed.
I mean under the bed.
Under the bed.
See? He helped.
It's a key, not a letter.
Yes, but I'm guessing the letter's hidden
somewhere and this key opens it.
I've always been curious about this box.
If I was hiding something,
I'd hide it in there too.
You would hide it in plain sight
next to your bed?
No one would suspect it.
It's just an old jewelry box.
Exactly.
And that's why there's jewelry in it.
Here.
Grandma let me borrow a necklace once.
- Why didn't you tell us it wasn't locked?
- Because what's the fun in that?
Stop fooling around.
We need to find that lock.
Man, where is this thing?
Is there anyplace else in the apartment
that we haven't looked?
No.
Maybe y'all are looking at the problem
the wrong way.
Who said the lock had to be
in the apartment in the first place?
I hate to admit it,
but the Kid has a point.
Is there anything in the bookstore?
Grandpa's desk in the back.
There's a locked drawer.
Of course.
Grandma used to use it all the time.
- Good thinking, Camarillo.
- Glad to oblige.
Hey, Dad, can you change a 20
for the register?
Sure thing.
I can't find my money clip.
First your watch and now your money clip.
Should I be worried?
Oh, I'm sure
there's a logical explanation.
I think I left it in the kitchen.
Let me. Maybe you're out of ice cream,
so you put the money clip in the freezer,
so you'll remember to buy some.
No, but I like the way you think.
Nope.
Any other ideas?
No, we've tried everywhere
this key could possibly fit.
Maybe it has nothing to do
with Grandma's letter.
Or sometimes a key is just a key.
Nonsense. Every key opens something.
I say we keep looking.
Hey, Donna.
Something's been gnawing at me.
Why does your brother not like me?
What do you mean? He likes you.
He's always looking at me like I'm hiding
something from him. Which I ain't.
Look, Curtis is freaking out
because he's off the basketball team
until he does better in history.
He's in that class right over there
getting extra help from the teacher
for his upcoming test.
Sounds serious.
And if he doesn't pass the test?
I don't know. My parents will probably
ground him for the next year.
Ground him? What's that?
You know, you can't go out,
see friends, no fun.
It's like jail for kids.
Where I come from,
everyone uses the same jail.
Thank you, Miss Donna.
"Miss Donna."
"And waxen in their mirth,
and neeze, and swear."
A merrier hour was never wasted there.
"But, room, fairy! Here comes Oberon."
Ruben, you're up.
Ruben Reyna. I'll be reading from Macbeth.
Act five, scene five.
"Tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomorrow,"
creeps in this petty pace from day to day
to the last syllable of recorded time.
"Yesterdays have lighted fools
to the way of dusty death..."
Hitch is here! He found me, Ruben.
Hitch is coming after me!
"Out, out, brief candle!"
He's closin' in. You got to hide me!
- Help me, Ruben! Help me!
- Okay, stop!
"Life's like a walking shadow,
a poor player that..."
- Ruben!
- Come on, Ruben!
Okay!
Sorry.
And you're sure you saw him?
Yeah. I'd know Hitch's face anywhere.
Maybe he's still at the school?
Maybe he was never there.
I don't think Hitch is real.
- You don't believe me?
- Honestly, no.
And I'm not buying your whole,
"Miss Chevon, much obliged" stuff.
Have you ever even read a Western?
That's exactly how they talk.
How can you be so blind?
- How come Ruben hasn't seen Hitch in school? How come none of us have?
- How come Ruben hasn't seen Hitch in school? How come none of us have?
Hey, cowboy, I'm not believing another
word you say until I see Hitch for myself.
That's not Shere Khan...
that's Bagheera.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to be sure
you fit into the world of humans.
We need to take the dogs
back to the shelter.
They don't belong in cages.
We could hold a pet adoption
at the bookstore.
You really pulled it all together.
I'm impressed.
The characters are going back in the book.
Your grandma had this old letter.
She even kept it in a fancy box.
And she read it out loud.
And it said...
Said what?
We need to find that letter.
There you are.
I've been trying you all week.
Sorry. It's been super crazy around here.
Really? Why?
I can't really... say.
That's kind of a weird response.
Hey, Ruben. Remember, tomorrow's the last
day to sign up for after-school clubs.
Thanks, Mom, but I thought about it,
and... I think I'm good.
Talking to Kai
is not an after-school activity.
I want you to get more involved here.
Hi, Miss Reyna.
Hi, Kai.
Don't you think that Ruben should sign up
for something? They have soccer.
Ruben isn't the greatest soccer player.
No, you're right. He's not.
I'm sitting right here.
I'm gonna leave you two. I'm sure Kai
can help you choose something.
Thank you, Kai.
Well, that was fun.
You know, maybe your mom's
actually onto something.
Like what?
Like, you're the new kid
and you can be whatever you want.
You don't have to be
the comic book geek anymore.
That's not how I would've
described myself, but okay.
You know what I mean.
Remember how you used to always talk about
wanting to try out for the school play?
Yeah, but I didn't fit in
with the theater kids.
Well, maybe the theater kids
at your new school will be better.
I guess I could check it out.
I got to run. Have fun doing whatever it is
you can't tell me about.
Okay. Bye.
Would you be offended
if we eat this on the couch while
watching something mindless on TV?
Sure.
Hey, Rusty.
I used your recipe
but made a few tiny improvements.
Oh, thanks.
Nice job.
I reserved our tickets online
for the Van Gogh exhibit.
Oh, great. I'm so excited.
When is that again?
Saturday.
Oh, no.
I picked up a shift.
One of the nurses is out sick.
It's flu season.
I get it. I'll cancel the tickets.
I promise we'll go next week.
You really did improve on my recipe.
I don't know what bothers us more:
that you got a D on your history test,
or we had to hear about it
from Principal Fong.
It was just one test.
And I really thought I knew my stuff.
- Well, your grade says otherwise.
- And it's not just one test, Curtis.
You're barely passing English, and you're
not doing so hot in math either.
You've always been a great student.
Lately, I have no idea
what's going on with you.
I don't know. I'm working hard.
He really is. I think Mr. Saunders
just doesn't like Curtis.
This doesn't concern you.
But he really does have favorites,
and Curtis is definitely not one of them.
Donna.
Fine. I'll be in my room.
Maybe playing basketball in school
is too much for him.
- So he should just give up on basketball?
- He's not giving up school.
Hey.
I'm going to do better on this next test.
Chevon can tutor me, and Mr. Saunders
has an after-school review class.
Good. 'Cause if this happens again,
your basketball days are over.
I'm sorry, Curtis. I tried to help.
It's not your fault. But hey, it was nice
to see Mom and Dad getting along.
You really do seem like you're trying.
I am. School's just getting harder
this year, I guess.
So, are you grounded?
No. Worse.
I have one chance to get my grades up
or they're making me quit basketball.
Ouch. Harsh.
Seriously. No pressure there.
I know what the problem is,
but I can't tell Mom and Dad I'm spending
all my time talking to book characters.
Good point.
Plus, I meant what I said earlier. I
really don't think Mr. Saunders likes you.
I think it's a great idea,
but can you even act?
I guess I'll find out.
First, I need to find a monologue.
There are tons of long speeches
in Macbeth. Check it out.
Can't this wait till later?
We have to find your grandma's letter.
Hopefully soon,
'cause I have a test to study for.
There's lots of her old stuff up here.
- Where do we look first?
- No clue.
Clue.
It's the ghost.
Hi, Ruben's grandma. What's up?
How's life on the other side?
What kind of clue is "under"?
The only thing under us is the floor.
The bookstore is under us.
We already looked there.
What's under the bookstore?
The basement.
Okay. No clues here. We should just go.
No.
Grandma sent us down here for a reason.
So, let's just stick close together.
Did you see that?
No. But I heard it.
- What is it?
- I have no idea.
Whatever it is, it's moving.
Easy, now. I don't want no trouble.
Who are you?
They call me the Camarillo Kid.
Well, it doesn't look like
he's from the city.
He must be from a book
set in the Old West?
I hate Westerns.
That's a strong opinion.
What we need to figure out is
what book he came from
and why my grandma released him.
Definitely. Hey, do you think
I could pull off that hat?
Pardon me. I don't mean to interrupt,
but I'm in quite a heap of trouble.
Please tell us your story,
and don't leave out any details.
Well, I'm on the run
from a man named Hitch.
He tore through town and took
all the riches he could lay his eyes on.
He had everyone running in fear
until one man was brave enough
to stand up to him.
My pa.
He locked up Hitch and threw away the key.
Your dad sounds like a hero.
Yes, ma'am, a hero indeed.
Until Hitch broke out
and kidnapped both him and my ma.
And now he's chasing after me.
You hurt?
I'll be fine.
Just, Hitch about had me caught.
I jumped over some quicksand,
landed hard and wounded my leg.
But at least I got away.
Now, I hate to impose,
but you seem like kind folk
and I do need help.
You got to hide me from Hitch.
Don't worry, Kid. We'll keep you safe.
Dad, how did you lose your watch?
It's not lost.
I just can't find it temporarily.
And of all watches,
Mom gave you that
for your 25th wedding anniversary.
It's my only watch. If I was to lose one,
that would be the one.
- Hey, kids.
- Howdy, sir.
Ma'am.
They're not as friendly as you are.
Hey, Grandpa.
Do we have a Western section?
Unfortunately,
it's not as big as it used to be.
Whatever I have is upstairs
next to the Italian cookbooks.
Let me guess.
Westerns, spaghetti Westerns,
Italian food.
Exactly.
How did you do that?
I get him.
Okay. Donna and I will look through
the Western section
to find what book
the Camarillo Kid came from
while you two talk to him.
Great idea.
Hopefully it'll help us find out
why Grandma released him.
So, Kid, tell us about yourself.
Have any special skills or talents?
Bull riding.
Maybe something that would be
more useful here in the city.
Riding bronco?
Something less... wild?
Mutton busting.
What is that?
Till you're old enough to ride the bulls
or broncos, you got to train on sheep.
You're looking at
a four-time blue-ribbon winner.
Right. Congrats.
Interesting.
You found the blank book?
No, it just looks interesting.
I'll save it for later.
Unless Grandma's unfinished business
involves riding a bull or a sheep,
we've got nothing.
You?
No. All these books have words in them
and it's really annoying.
This is the last one.
Whatever book this cowboy came from,
it's not here.
This sure is nice, Ruben.
Yeah, I thought a campfire
might make you feel at home.
Indeed, it does.
Although, usually, the fire is hot.
Yeah. Maybe one day we'll get there.
What you got? A book of stories?
I'm trying out for a play
and need to find a monologue.
When I was young, my folks would take me
down to the center of town
to see Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show.
There really was a Buffalo Bill?
Yes, sir. He put on quite the show.
Plays, music acts, feats of skill
and some of the most beautiful horses
and cattle you could ever imagine.
You okay, Kid?
Yeah, thinking about those good old days
makes me miss my folks.
Yeah. I can't imagine what it's like
to have your parents kidnapped
right in front of you.
How about we talk about something else?
Tell me about your play.
Well, I'm not even sure if I wanna do it.
What if I make a fool out of myself?
You sound just like me
the first time I tried to lasso a dogie.
I have no idea what that means.
It means everyone gets scared,
but you just got to get out there
and give it your best shot.
Thanks.
Okay, so remember.
What's the number one rule
about being in school?
Don't talk to no one.
Although, I still don't see the harm.
I wanna make sure
no one tips off Hitch to where you are.
What's the cowboy doing here?
He tried to start a fire in my room
because the one on my screen
wasn't hot enough.
It was just easier to bring him.
Well, I can't watch him. I have to go down
to the gym to talk to Coach Tillman.
Sorry. I have to study for a test
before class, so have fun.
You sure are good at that, Curtis.
Thanks. You wanna shoot a few?
I don't know.
You're a beginner, so don't expect
to make any baskets right away.
Would you look at that.
I made my first one.
Beginner's luck. Here.
Two in a row.
What happened to your leg?
What about my leg?
Yesterday you had a limp.
Oh, yeah. The pain comes and goes.
That's funny, because yesterday
it was your other leg.
Nah, it was always this leg.
Are you sure you're feeling okay?
Yeah. I'm fine.
Curtis.
Nice to see you on the court.
But shouldn't you be studying
for your history test?
I have been. That's why I'm here
to tell you I'm gonna ace it.
Oops. Looks like one fell off the rack.
Trust me, Coach, I'm gonna be back
on the team for Friday's game.
Okay, I'm putting you in the lineup.
But you don't pass, you don't play.
I'll be there.
Ruben. I saw you didn't sign up
to audition for the play yet.
It's the last day.
I don't know. What if I'm really bad?
I've never tried acting before.
How good do you have to be?
It's middle school.
Sorry. You're gonna be great.
Listen, I know how you feel.
I was so nervous
before my first sewing class.
I thought everyone was gonna laugh
at my jacket design.
And?
And it doesn't matter.
The point is, I got better and I had fun.
So, just have fun.
I can't do it.
Hey, Donna.
You're welcome.
Just thank me when you become
a famous actor one day.
Lunch?
I wish I had a sweatshirt or something.
I had no idea
it was gonna be this cold today.
You didn't listen
to your crickets this morning, did you?
My crickets?
Well, yeah.
Where I come from,
the best way to tell the temperature
is by paying close attention
to the chirping of the crickets.
That's a thing?
Most definitely.
You count the number of chirps
in a 15-second span,
add 37, and there you have it,
the temperature.
That's the most amazing thing
I've ever heard.
It's just basic science.
Exactly.
And I need a project for the science fair.
Thank you.
Kid, you might wanna go check the window.
I think I see a cowboy outside.
- Hitch?
- I don't know. Have a look.
Did you actually see a cowboy?
No, I just needed to get rid of him.
The Kid is lying.
What do you mean?
When we were in the gym shooting hoops,
he wasn't limping. I asked him about it.
He conveniently started limping again,
but on the wrong leg.
- You remember what leg he was limping on?
- Yeah.
Don't you think he seems pretty happy for
a guy whose ma and pa had been kidnapped?
No way. Last night he was really upset
about his parents and he almost teared up.
Yeah, almost.
It's an act.
I'm telling you, dude is bad news.
I don't know, Curtis. Think about it.
Why would Grandma release characters from
the book unless they were here to help us?
Name one way he's helped us so far.
No sign of Hitch.
Cool. My mistake.
Hey, you know how
we've been helping you hide from Hitch?
Maybe you could help us too.
Of course. Tell me how.
We're not quite sure,
but we're trying to find an old letter.
I'm real good at finding stuff.
Yeah, but we've already looked everywhere.
Did you look under the bed?
I'm always hiding stuff under the bed.
Of course we looked under the bed.
No, I don't mean under the bed.
I mean under the bed.
Under the bed.
See? He helped.
It's a key, not a letter.
Yes, but I'm guessing the letter's hidden
somewhere and this key opens it.
I've always been curious about this box.
If I was hiding something,
I'd hide it in there too.
You would hide it in plain sight
next to your bed?
No one would suspect it.
It's just an old jewelry box.
Exactly.
And that's why there's jewelry in it.
Here.
Grandma let me borrow a necklace once.
- Why didn't you tell us it wasn't locked?
- Because what's the fun in that?
Stop fooling around.
We need to find that lock.
Man, where is this thing?
Is there anyplace else in the apartment
that we haven't looked?
No.
Maybe y'all are looking at the problem
the wrong way.
Who said the lock had to be
in the apartment in the first place?
I hate to admit it,
but the Kid has a point.
Is there anything in the bookstore?
Grandpa's desk in the back.
There's a locked drawer.
Of course.
Grandma used to use it all the time.
- Good thinking, Camarillo.
- Glad to oblige.
Hey, Dad, can you change a 20
for the register?
Sure thing.
I can't find my money clip.
First your watch and now your money clip.
Should I be worried?
Oh, I'm sure
there's a logical explanation.
I think I left it in the kitchen.
Let me. Maybe you're out of ice cream,
so you put the money clip in the freezer,
so you'll remember to buy some.
No, but I like the way you think.
Nope.
Any other ideas?
No, we've tried everywhere
this key could possibly fit.
Maybe it has nothing to do
with Grandma's letter.
Or sometimes a key is just a key.
Nonsense. Every key opens something.
I say we keep looking.
Hey, Donna.
Something's been gnawing at me.
Why does your brother not like me?
What do you mean? He likes you.
He's always looking at me like I'm hiding
something from him. Which I ain't.
Look, Curtis is freaking out
because he's off the basketball team
until he does better in history.
He's in that class right over there
getting extra help from the teacher
for his upcoming test.
Sounds serious.
And if he doesn't pass the test?
I don't know. My parents will probably
ground him for the next year.
Ground him? What's that?
You know, you can't go out,
see friends, no fun.
It's like jail for kids.
Where I come from,
everyone uses the same jail.
Thank you, Miss Donna.
"Miss Donna."
"And waxen in their mirth,
and neeze, and swear."
A merrier hour was never wasted there.
"But, room, fairy! Here comes Oberon."
Ruben, you're up.
Ruben Reyna. I'll be reading from Macbeth.
Act five, scene five.
"Tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomorrow,"
creeps in this petty pace from day to day
to the last syllable of recorded time.
"Yesterdays have lighted fools
to the way of dusty death..."
Hitch is here! He found me, Ruben.
Hitch is coming after me!
"Out, out, brief candle!"
He's closin' in. You got to hide me!
- Help me, Ruben! Help me!
- Okay, stop!
"Life's like a walking shadow,
a poor player that..."
- Ruben!
- Come on, Ruben!
Okay!
Sorry.
And you're sure you saw him?
Yeah. I'd know Hitch's face anywhere.
Maybe he's still at the school?
Maybe he was never there.
I don't think Hitch is real.
- You don't believe me?
- Honestly, no.
And I'm not buying your whole,
"Miss Chevon, much obliged" stuff.
Have you ever even read a Western?
That's exactly how they talk.
How can you be so blind?
- How come Ruben hasn't seen Hitch in school? How come none of us have?
- How come Ruben hasn't seen Hitch in school? How come none of us have?
Hey, cowboy, I'm not believing another
word you say until I see Hitch for myself.