Just Add Magic (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 8 - Just Add Muscles - full transcript
After the girls discover Chuck is creating his own magical book using their recipes, they have to cook a strength spell in order to get the book safely returned to them.
Previously on
"Just Add Magic"...
I still have
your morbium seed.
Gina: We need to
keep him away from
the spices and the magic.
But do we include
the girls?
Kelly's in way over
her head already.
I'm back.
Kelly: I think we just found
where Chuck's been hiding.
It means he knows how
to do magic.
Big magic.
Another magic cookbook?
Hannah:
Lemon-Lie Mints.
Chuck has our recipes.
[sighs]
I don't get it.
He's got
every recipe we've made
in the past few days.
Plus some other recipes
that we haven't cooked.
Look. Find Your
Key Lime Pie.
Remove The Stain
Gus Burgers.
Clearly,
we've never used
that one.
Actually, I--
I cooked these before.
What?
When?
You were cooking
without us?
Only small stuff,
like when my dad
needed help
finding his keys
so he wouldn't be
late for work.
Anyway, practice
makes us better cooks.
Not us, Kelly.
You.
- [twigs snapping]
- [dog barking]
Come on, we've gotta
get out of here.
Yeah, I'm not loving
this whole creepy vintage
invisibility van.
Grab the book.
- [grunting]
- We can't lift it.
There must be some sort of
protection spell on it.
Leave it.
We have to go.
We'll think of
something later.
Uh, guys.
The recipes that we saw
in Chuck's book.
They're missing
from ours.
I don't get it.
Last week he didn't know
what an emoji was,
this week he has
his own cookbook that's
stealing our spells?
I'm starting to understand
why Grandma's been so scared.
♪♪
Finally.
Close the door.
Nice to see you, too,
Kelly.
Why, yes,
this shirt is new.
I'm a fan.
No stains.
Yet.
So, I found
the perfect spell.
Check it out.
"Magnetic Pull-Ed
Pork Sandwiches."
It will attract the spells
from Chuck's book
back into ours.
I don't know about this,
Kelly.
We've never tried a spell
on the book itself.
What other choice
do we have?
I mean,
he's stealing our magic.
And who knows
what he'll do next.
Maybe we should
talk to the OCs.
No! After Grandma's whole
"let's not tell the girls"
speech,
I'm not too eager
to clue her in.
I agree with you there,
I just think that we should
take a second,
slow down,
and really
think about this.
Do you agree with her,
Darbie?
Um... yes.
I mean, no.
I don't know.
Please don't make me
the tie breaker.
We're the protectors
of the book.
So let's protect it.
It's hard to argue
with that.
[sighs]
We can do this.
Come on.
♪♪
Great.
Now all we have to do is
figure out the riddle.
"To pull your desire
into your ranks,
"take a deep breath
and fill in the blanks."
Well, that must be this.
"Pull blank to blank."
That's so cool.
It's like a magical
Mad Libs.
All we have to do is
fill in what we want to
attract,
and where we
want it to go.
How about,
"pull our spells
to this book"?
Uh, hello.
Have you ever played
Mad Libs?
You have to write it.
Right. Of course.
Duh.
It didn't work.
Look.
The words vanished.
[sighs]
We missed a part.
"Take care that
you're able to rhyme,
"or else attempt
another time."
It has to rhyme.
Figures.
I guess we should be glad
we're not trying to attract
something orange.
Nothing rhymes
with orange.
Well, how about this.
"Pull the spells
we used to cook
"to this magical
cookbook"?
Simple.
I like that.
Okay.
Take two.
That-- That's okay.
That's what's been
happening,
but when the spell
kicks in,
they'll all be pulled
back to our book.
- How do we explain that one?
- This can't be good.
What's happening?
The riddle.
The spell did work.
But we wrote for
the spell to get pulled
back to this book.
Right.
This book.
So why are they
leaving?
Because the Magnetic
Pull-Ed Pork recipe
was automatically pulled
from this book to Chuck's book.
So now
this book doesn't mean
our book anymore,
- it means his.
- Ugh! I hate pronouns.
Now Chuck's
getting our recipes
faster than ever.
We started a leak.
Worse.
We started a geyser.
"Perfect Pixie Parfait."
"Stylish Tweed
Poppy Seed Rolls."
Aw, how sweet.
I almost forgot
you once had
a fashion sense.
Oh, zip it, Ida.
These spells
are useless.
Why don't we just
wipe his memory for good?
Because
we're not monsters.
We're not,
but he is.
Maybe we could somehow
take away his ability
to do magic.
We could cook something
that makes him allergic.
No, we don't have time to
properly test a new recipe.
[sighs]
Isn't there anything
we already have?
Well,
there is one recipe.
We can use it
to lock him in
Lavender Heights.
He'd be stuck there.
Yes, and he won't have
access to our spices,
if it works.
It'll work.
How dare you.
Relax, Ida,
it's just a spell.
The same spell you used
to trap me in Saffron Falls
for over four decades.
You deserved it.
You must be crazy to think I'm
cooking that spell with you.
Oh, will you two stop?
Chuck is out there,
and he's dangerous.
We have to work together,
so grow up.
Fine.
But she started it.
The recipe calls for
an ingredient
that's native to the land
where we want to trap Chuck.
Lavender Heights,
so lavender?
No. Rhubarb.
Rhubarb. Of course.
Even dumber than a pluot.
There has to be
something in here
that could stop our spells
from disappearing.
Darbie: "Stop The Leek Soup."
That's it.
Okay, perfect.
We'll need chicken stock
potatoes, leeks, celer--
[sighs]
Okay, that's just wrong.
This is awful.
He's getting our recipes
by the minute.
[sighs]
The weaker our book gets,
the strong his becomes.
- Now should we
go to the OCs?
- No.
They already tried
to handle Chuck
50 years ago,
and he just came back.
Well, there has to be
some way to keep him from
the magic.
We have to
steal his book.
You mean spy movie
heist style?
Done and done.
I don't love the idea
of going back there.
We can do this,
we just need a plan.
First things first.
We'll need
a detailed record
of where Chuck goes
each day and when.
Hannah: Ugh! Great.
The trailer's
invisible again.
Makes sense.
Our invisibility spell
must have worn off.
♪♪
10:05 a.m.,
the bird leaves his nest.
10:17 a.m.,
Corky's Diner.
The bird seeks
sustenance.
11:08 a.m.
The bird flies
back to its nest.
Good. I was running out of
bird analogies.
Kelly:
Since we can't cook our
invisibility spell again,
we need a blueprint
of Chuck's trailer
created from memory.
Done.
Both: Wow.
Dad taught me how to
draft plans
when we built the tree house
in fifth grade.
Not to brag.
That's impressive,
Darbie.
But, um,
I'm pretty sure that
the door was much further
to the left.
Really?
I guess I could be wrong.
Let's see your drawing.
[snickering]
Um, why is there a dog
out front?
Wha--
Guys,
those are stairs.
Oh.
Why do the stairs
have ears?
- This isn't art class.
- [giggling]
Since we had trouble
lifting Chuck's book,
we need to cook
a strength spell.
"Big Mussels and Spinach."
[camera shutter clicking]
Not taking any chances on
that one disappearing.
- Good call.
- [camera shutter clicking]
[cell phone buzzing]
Oh, no,
I totally forgot.
I have a Fox Canyon thing.
Your new school?
Right now?
I'm supposed to
get breakfast with
my new student mentor.
She's just a senior
who's around to help
answer some questions.
I can cancel last minute.
It's fine.
Hannah, it's okay.
You should go.
Fox Canyon
means a lot to you.
[sighs]
Okay, I'll try and
go super fast.
Just give me an hour.
Don't worry about us,
just have fun.
So now what?
We cook.
Without Hannah?
Chuck leaves his trailer
every morning at around 10:00.
If we wait for Hannah,
we'll have to
postpone the whole thing
until tomorrow.
And we're losing spells
by the minute.
To Chuck.
And the more spells he gets,
the more chances he has
to use them against us.
We don't have time
to waste.
Who knows what Chuck
is capable of.
Okay.
I guess I'm in.
♪♪
Okay, now don't forget
this spell contains
torian pepper flakes,
so it will be effective
for exactly one hour.
- Sound good?
- Ready when you are.
Mornin'.
Hi, Dad.
[whispering]
I can't tell if it worked.
Me, neither.
Mussels?
For breakfast?
That's a...
unique choice.
You know what they say.
It's always good to
start your day off
with some protein.
I think I'll
stick with juice.
Or maybe I won't,
if I can't get
this jar open.
You want me to try?
Yeah. Go for it.
Huh.
Looks like those mussels
are working.
[giggling]
He's right.
It worked.
Yes. My turn.
Watch this.
The one-handed
push up of doom.
[grunts]
Okay, well,
maybe it didn't work
quite that well.
Why am I not surprised?
The coolest spell ever
only seems to work for you.
Yeah, but that doesn't
make sense.
Do you feel weaker?
No weaker than usual.
[sighs]
We've gotta be
missing something,
but we don't have time
to figure it out.
We're burning torian.
We have one hour to get in
and out of Chuck's unnoticed.
Okay. Game time.
[bell jingles]
Hi. Sorry I'm late.
I'm in a bit of a rush
this morning.
I might have to head out
a little early.
Crazy busy.
No biggie.
I gotta do the same.
I have band practice.
- You're in a band?
- Two, actually.
That's awesome.
Are they both at
Fox Canyon?
Yeah, sort of.
One is for class credit,
and the other we started
on our own.
I had no idea that
the students there
were so into music.
I thought it was
more academic.
Can't it be both?
Well, yeah,
I guess so.
[chuckles]
I play piano.
Oh, then you'll love
the music teacher.
She used to tour
with her own band.
♪♪
Okay, it's officially
10:15.
He should be heading out
any minute now.
Like clockwork.
Wait.
Use these instead.
They're right.
I know it.
Really, Darbie?
I mean, I know I can't draw,
- but I'm pretty sure--
- I'm positive.
The door is exactly
where I drew it.
Even if your plans
were up to scale,
you didn't account for
the walk up,
the side window,
or the wheels.
You need to head exactly
ten paces from this tree,
reach right about
a foot from eye level,
and you'll find
the handle.
Now go.
Clock's ticking.
Looks like
the strength spell
worked for you after all.
No, it didn't.
Want to see me do
a push up again?
No, you didn't get
muscular strength,
I did,
but I've never seen you
so determined.
The spell worked
differently for you.
It's like you're...
strong-willed.
Really? Cool.
Then I should also
point out,
this plan needs
a look out.
You can't go into
the lion's den
without someone
keeping watch.
No, we should both go.
This isn't up for debate.
I'll stand guard.
Let's go.
We don't have all day.
We're in.
You're right.
Of course, I was.
Now, go for it,
the coast is clear.
[sighs]
[grunting]
I got it.
It's not even that heavy.
I think that--
I think it was just
stuck in place.
- Great. Now, move it.
- Okay.
No, no, no, no.
Darbie, we have a problem.
I'm-- I'm blocked in.
You have super strength.
Break through the door
if you have to.
No, I can't!
When I lifted the book,
it must have triggered
some sort of booby trap.
Okay, don't panic.
I'll get help.
If Chuck runs on his
usual schedule,
we still have 54 minutes
until he gets back.
- But what if I can't--
- Less talk, more action.
Darbie out.
No, please, Darbie.
And then Miss Proffer
took us back stage
to meet the entire
Broadway cast.
I can't believe
you got to go to New York
on a school trip.
It was only for
those of us taking band.
Well, I'm definitely
taking band, then.
[door opens]
Uh, I'll be right back.
I-- I just have to go to
the bathroom.
Darbie's voice:
Hello. Just kidding.
Leave a message.
- [beep]
- Darbie, what's up?
Chuck's at Corky's.
I'm almost done here.
Call me.
[sighs]
So we'll get the book
from the attic,
and find
whatever spell we can
to save Kelly.
And we have 42 minutes.
But why do you need
my help?
Jake, have you seen me
cook alone?
It's a good day
if I don't burn my toast.
Come on.
We now have 41 minutes to
get back to Chuck's trailer.
Chuck has a trailer?
And you girls
went there alone?
Yes. Twice.
And no time for lectures.
- 41 minutes, Mama P.
- Let's go, Darbie.
Wait.
I can cook for you.
I happen to know
just the right spell.
It's a lock breaking spell
that I used to open--
My pantry.
Are you for real
right now?
I-- I haven't used
any of the spices.
I only unlocked it
for emergencies like these.
I can't believe this.
You've been lying
this whole time.
- Jake, please.
- How do I keep
falling for this?
Why are you two
still talking?
We're on a deadline.
All right.
What do we need, chef?
Well, first of all,
we need at least 45 minutes.
- It takes time to cook.
- Got it.
I'll send Grandma Q to Corky's
to distract Chuck.
Great.
Then I'll get started
on the recipe.
Not so fast.
You're gonna have to
take a look at that
lock-breaking spell again,
because this
is different.
- It's an invisible lock.
- Okay, then.
I can still use
the galafrasian sugar,
but I will need
a grunde spice.
I have some ginger.
Maybe a marinade.
Good.
Now pack your ingredients
and follow me.
How are we supposed to cook
if we follow you?
I'm not leaving Kelly
alone out there
in the event that Grandma Q
fails at her mission.
Plus, Chuck's got
a grill nearby.
Plan accordingly.
What does Chuck
need this for?
[camera shutter clicking]
Darbie: Kelly,
you in there?
Yeah, I'm here.
Good.
I brought back up.
Mama P,
what are you doing here?
Open Sesame
Chicken Kabobs.
Okay, kind of
freaking out here.
I can hear Kelly
but I can't see her.
Invisible trailer.
Right. Of course.
Start chopping.
And then you'll have
a free period for
whatever you want.
Have you thought about
what you'll take?
Hannah, you okay?
Uh, yeah. So sorry,
I'm just trying to
reach my friends.
Are they going to
Fox Canyon, too?
No, but we've been
friends forever.
But you'd never guess by
the amount of attention
they're giving my text.
Well, don't worry.
You'll make a ton of
new friends this fall.
All right,
I should head out.
Yeah, me, too.
Thank you so much for this.
No problem.
Feel free to text me
if you think of
any more questions.
I promise
I will return it.
[chuckles] I will.
Thank you so much.
Grandma Q
and Chuck.
Becky.
To what do I owe
the pleasure?
Chuck,
I just want to talk.
Let's see.
The last time you
just wanted to talk,
I believe we were on
a Ferris wheel.
I understand why
you want revenge.
Oh, you do,
do you?
I'm the one that
gave you the apple,
but I never meant to
send you away.
You've gotta believe me.
I'm sorry.
Becky, Becky, Becky.
You really don't get it,
do you?
Get what?
This isn't about
getting revenge
on your family.
In fact,
this all started
long before you.
I don't understand.
I mean, what I want is
far bigger than any of you.
You're simply in my way.
Plus, you also have
something I need.
And until I get it,
I'm not going anywhere.
Hannah, can't talk.
Super busy.
No, but you're never
gonna believe this.
Grandma Q is at Corky's
with Chuck.
I know.
We sent her.
- You what?
- Darbie.
- They're ready.
- Is that Jake?
- Where are you?
- Chuck's trailer
stealing his book.
- Gotta go.
See you later.
- Wait!
[sighs]
We did it!
We got it!
Of course, we did.
[giggles]
[cell phone chimes]
Oh, we gotta go.
The big bad bird
is flying home.
Chuck.
He's coming back.
We have to leave
right now.
But we need to clean this up
or he'll know we were here.
Go, all of you.
I'll cover our tracks.
- He'll never know.
- Or I'll help.
It'll go twice as fast.
No need.
Just go.
Uh, get yourselves
to safety.
Jake: What if he
comes too soon?
Better me than you.
Thanks, Mama P.
We couldn't have done this
without you.
Just save the cookbook.
I'll handle the rest.
[clattering]
Kelly: Darbie's blueprints
saved me.
They were
totally perfect.
Uh, well, you totally
hulked out on that book.
So awesome.
Yeah, and when
the door locked, I--
- Oh, my gosh,
you freaked out.
- I know.
That sounds so cool.
I wish I could have
been there to help.
No worries.
The two of us got
the job done.
Mm-hm.
[giggles]
So, how was the meeting
with your mentor?
Uh, it was okay.
Nothing special.
Still excited for
Fox Canyon?
I guess.
I don't know.
I could have
stalled Chuck, you know.
I was there.
It's okay.
You were busy.
Besides,
it doesn't matter now.
Grandma handled it.
Speaking of Grandma Q,
we should prepare for
a lecture from the OCs.
They weren't too happy
we went to Chuck's alone.
[rustling]
So now what?
We have Chuck's book,
but we haven't
stopped the leak.
[sighs]
Darbie, any ideas?
Sadly,
the spell wore off.
I'm back to
indecisive Darbie.
It's not like the spell
gave you the ideas.
It just made you
believe in yourself.
You should take the lead
more often.
You saved the day today.
Congrats, Darbie.
Thanks.
I'll work on that.
But first,
I'm hungry.
Should I have an apple
or a banana?
[giggling]
Oh. I almost forgot.
I found this in
Chuck's trailer.
Chuck has
excellent penmanship.
It looks like
a shopping list of spices.
It's like he's
trying to create
a recipe or something.
The list seems so random.
I don't know.
But I'm not getting
a good feeling about it.
[panting]
[groans]
[panting]
[chuckling]
♪♪
"Just Add Magic"...
I still have
your morbium seed.
Gina: We need to
keep him away from
the spices and the magic.
But do we include
the girls?
Kelly's in way over
her head already.
I'm back.
Kelly: I think we just found
where Chuck's been hiding.
It means he knows how
to do magic.
Big magic.
Another magic cookbook?
Hannah:
Lemon-Lie Mints.
Chuck has our recipes.
[sighs]
I don't get it.
He's got
every recipe we've made
in the past few days.
Plus some other recipes
that we haven't cooked.
Look. Find Your
Key Lime Pie.
Remove The Stain
Gus Burgers.
Clearly,
we've never used
that one.
Actually, I--
I cooked these before.
What?
When?
You were cooking
without us?
Only small stuff,
like when my dad
needed help
finding his keys
so he wouldn't be
late for work.
Anyway, practice
makes us better cooks.
Not us, Kelly.
You.
- [twigs snapping]
- [dog barking]
Come on, we've gotta
get out of here.
Yeah, I'm not loving
this whole creepy vintage
invisibility van.
Grab the book.
- [grunting]
- We can't lift it.
There must be some sort of
protection spell on it.
Leave it.
We have to go.
We'll think of
something later.
Uh, guys.
The recipes that we saw
in Chuck's book.
They're missing
from ours.
I don't get it.
Last week he didn't know
what an emoji was,
this week he has
his own cookbook that's
stealing our spells?
I'm starting to understand
why Grandma's been so scared.
♪♪
Finally.
Close the door.
Nice to see you, too,
Kelly.
Why, yes,
this shirt is new.
I'm a fan.
No stains.
Yet.
So, I found
the perfect spell.
Check it out.
"Magnetic Pull-Ed
Pork Sandwiches."
It will attract the spells
from Chuck's book
back into ours.
I don't know about this,
Kelly.
We've never tried a spell
on the book itself.
What other choice
do we have?
I mean,
he's stealing our magic.
And who knows
what he'll do next.
Maybe we should
talk to the OCs.
No! After Grandma's whole
"let's not tell the girls"
speech,
I'm not too eager
to clue her in.
I agree with you there,
I just think that we should
take a second,
slow down,
and really
think about this.
Do you agree with her,
Darbie?
Um... yes.
I mean, no.
I don't know.
Please don't make me
the tie breaker.
We're the protectors
of the book.
So let's protect it.
It's hard to argue
with that.
[sighs]
We can do this.
Come on.
♪♪
Great.
Now all we have to do is
figure out the riddle.
"To pull your desire
into your ranks,
"take a deep breath
and fill in the blanks."
Well, that must be this.
"Pull blank to blank."
That's so cool.
It's like a magical
Mad Libs.
All we have to do is
fill in what we want to
attract,
and where we
want it to go.
How about,
"pull our spells
to this book"?
Uh, hello.
Have you ever played
Mad Libs?
You have to write it.
Right. Of course.
Duh.
It didn't work.
Look.
The words vanished.
[sighs]
We missed a part.
"Take care that
you're able to rhyme,
"or else attempt
another time."
It has to rhyme.
Figures.
I guess we should be glad
we're not trying to attract
something orange.
Nothing rhymes
with orange.
Well, how about this.
"Pull the spells
we used to cook
"to this magical
cookbook"?
Simple.
I like that.
Okay.
Take two.
That-- That's okay.
That's what's been
happening,
but when the spell
kicks in,
they'll all be pulled
back to our book.
- How do we explain that one?
- This can't be good.
What's happening?
The riddle.
The spell did work.
But we wrote for
the spell to get pulled
back to this book.
Right.
This book.
So why are they
leaving?
Because the Magnetic
Pull-Ed Pork recipe
was automatically pulled
from this book to Chuck's book.
So now
this book doesn't mean
our book anymore,
- it means his.
- Ugh! I hate pronouns.
Now Chuck's
getting our recipes
faster than ever.
We started a leak.
Worse.
We started a geyser.
"Perfect Pixie Parfait."
"Stylish Tweed
Poppy Seed Rolls."
Aw, how sweet.
I almost forgot
you once had
a fashion sense.
Oh, zip it, Ida.
These spells
are useless.
Why don't we just
wipe his memory for good?
Because
we're not monsters.
We're not,
but he is.
Maybe we could somehow
take away his ability
to do magic.
We could cook something
that makes him allergic.
No, we don't have time to
properly test a new recipe.
[sighs]
Isn't there anything
we already have?
Well,
there is one recipe.
We can use it
to lock him in
Lavender Heights.
He'd be stuck there.
Yes, and he won't have
access to our spices,
if it works.
It'll work.
How dare you.
Relax, Ida,
it's just a spell.
The same spell you used
to trap me in Saffron Falls
for over four decades.
You deserved it.
You must be crazy to think I'm
cooking that spell with you.
Oh, will you two stop?
Chuck is out there,
and he's dangerous.
We have to work together,
so grow up.
Fine.
But she started it.
The recipe calls for
an ingredient
that's native to the land
where we want to trap Chuck.
Lavender Heights,
so lavender?
No. Rhubarb.
Rhubarb. Of course.
Even dumber than a pluot.
There has to be
something in here
that could stop our spells
from disappearing.
Darbie: "Stop The Leek Soup."
That's it.
Okay, perfect.
We'll need chicken stock
potatoes, leeks, celer--
[sighs]
Okay, that's just wrong.
This is awful.
He's getting our recipes
by the minute.
[sighs]
The weaker our book gets,
the strong his becomes.
- Now should we
go to the OCs?
- No.
They already tried
to handle Chuck
50 years ago,
and he just came back.
Well, there has to be
some way to keep him from
the magic.
We have to
steal his book.
You mean spy movie
heist style?
Done and done.
I don't love the idea
of going back there.
We can do this,
we just need a plan.
First things first.
We'll need
a detailed record
of where Chuck goes
each day and when.
Hannah: Ugh! Great.
The trailer's
invisible again.
Makes sense.
Our invisibility spell
must have worn off.
♪♪
10:05 a.m.,
the bird leaves his nest.
10:17 a.m.,
Corky's Diner.
The bird seeks
sustenance.
11:08 a.m.
The bird flies
back to its nest.
Good. I was running out of
bird analogies.
Kelly:
Since we can't cook our
invisibility spell again,
we need a blueprint
of Chuck's trailer
created from memory.
Done.
Both: Wow.
Dad taught me how to
draft plans
when we built the tree house
in fifth grade.
Not to brag.
That's impressive,
Darbie.
But, um,
I'm pretty sure that
the door was much further
to the left.
Really?
I guess I could be wrong.
Let's see your drawing.
[snickering]
Um, why is there a dog
out front?
Wha--
Guys,
those are stairs.
Oh.
Why do the stairs
have ears?
- This isn't art class.
- [giggling]
Since we had trouble
lifting Chuck's book,
we need to cook
a strength spell.
"Big Mussels and Spinach."
[camera shutter clicking]
Not taking any chances on
that one disappearing.
- Good call.
- [camera shutter clicking]
[cell phone buzzing]
Oh, no,
I totally forgot.
I have a Fox Canyon thing.
Your new school?
Right now?
I'm supposed to
get breakfast with
my new student mentor.
She's just a senior
who's around to help
answer some questions.
I can cancel last minute.
It's fine.
Hannah, it's okay.
You should go.
Fox Canyon
means a lot to you.
[sighs]
Okay, I'll try and
go super fast.
Just give me an hour.
Don't worry about us,
just have fun.
So now what?
We cook.
Without Hannah?
Chuck leaves his trailer
every morning at around 10:00.
If we wait for Hannah,
we'll have to
postpone the whole thing
until tomorrow.
And we're losing spells
by the minute.
To Chuck.
And the more spells he gets,
the more chances he has
to use them against us.
We don't have time
to waste.
Who knows what Chuck
is capable of.
Okay.
I guess I'm in.
♪♪
Okay, now don't forget
this spell contains
torian pepper flakes,
so it will be effective
for exactly one hour.
- Sound good?
- Ready when you are.
Mornin'.
Hi, Dad.
[whispering]
I can't tell if it worked.
Me, neither.
Mussels?
For breakfast?
That's a...
unique choice.
You know what they say.
It's always good to
start your day off
with some protein.
I think I'll
stick with juice.
Or maybe I won't,
if I can't get
this jar open.
You want me to try?
Yeah. Go for it.
Huh.
Looks like those mussels
are working.
[giggling]
He's right.
It worked.
Yes. My turn.
Watch this.
The one-handed
push up of doom.
[grunts]
Okay, well,
maybe it didn't work
quite that well.
Why am I not surprised?
The coolest spell ever
only seems to work for you.
Yeah, but that doesn't
make sense.
Do you feel weaker?
No weaker than usual.
[sighs]
We've gotta be
missing something,
but we don't have time
to figure it out.
We're burning torian.
We have one hour to get in
and out of Chuck's unnoticed.
Okay. Game time.
[bell jingles]
Hi. Sorry I'm late.
I'm in a bit of a rush
this morning.
I might have to head out
a little early.
Crazy busy.
No biggie.
I gotta do the same.
I have band practice.
- You're in a band?
- Two, actually.
That's awesome.
Are they both at
Fox Canyon?
Yeah, sort of.
One is for class credit,
and the other we started
on our own.
I had no idea that
the students there
were so into music.
I thought it was
more academic.
Can't it be both?
Well, yeah,
I guess so.
[chuckles]
I play piano.
Oh, then you'll love
the music teacher.
She used to tour
with her own band.
♪♪
Okay, it's officially
10:15.
He should be heading out
any minute now.
Like clockwork.
Wait.
Use these instead.
They're right.
I know it.
Really, Darbie?
I mean, I know I can't draw,
- but I'm pretty sure--
- I'm positive.
The door is exactly
where I drew it.
Even if your plans
were up to scale,
you didn't account for
the walk up,
the side window,
or the wheels.
You need to head exactly
ten paces from this tree,
reach right about
a foot from eye level,
and you'll find
the handle.
Now go.
Clock's ticking.
Looks like
the strength spell
worked for you after all.
No, it didn't.
Want to see me do
a push up again?
No, you didn't get
muscular strength,
I did,
but I've never seen you
so determined.
The spell worked
differently for you.
It's like you're...
strong-willed.
Really? Cool.
Then I should also
point out,
this plan needs
a look out.
You can't go into
the lion's den
without someone
keeping watch.
No, we should both go.
This isn't up for debate.
I'll stand guard.
Let's go.
We don't have all day.
We're in.
You're right.
Of course, I was.
Now, go for it,
the coast is clear.
[sighs]
[grunting]
I got it.
It's not even that heavy.
I think that--
I think it was just
stuck in place.
- Great. Now, move it.
- Okay.
No, no, no, no.
Darbie, we have a problem.
I'm-- I'm blocked in.
You have super strength.
Break through the door
if you have to.
No, I can't!
When I lifted the book,
it must have triggered
some sort of booby trap.
Okay, don't panic.
I'll get help.
If Chuck runs on his
usual schedule,
we still have 54 minutes
until he gets back.
- But what if I can't--
- Less talk, more action.
Darbie out.
No, please, Darbie.
And then Miss Proffer
took us back stage
to meet the entire
Broadway cast.
I can't believe
you got to go to New York
on a school trip.
It was only for
those of us taking band.
Well, I'm definitely
taking band, then.
[door opens]
Uh, I'll be right back.
I-- I just have to go to
the bathroom.
Darbie's voice:
Hello. Just kidding.
Leave a message.
- [beep]
- Darbie, what's up?
Chuck's at Corky's.
I'm almost done here.
Call me.
[sighs]
So we'll get the book
from the attic,
and find
whatever spell we can
to save Kelly.
And we have 42 minutes.
But why do you need
my help?
Jake, have you seen me
cook alone?
It's a good day
if I don't burn my toast.
Come on.
We now have 41 minutes to
get back to Chuck's trailer.
Chuck has a trailer?
And you girls
went there alone?
Yes. Twice.
And no time for lectures.
- 41 minutes, Mama P.
- Let's go, Darbie.
Wait.
I can cook for you.
I happen to know
just the right spell.
It's a lock breaking spell
that I used to open--
My pantry.
Are you for real
right now?
I-- I haven't used
any of the spices.
I only unlocked it
for emergencies like these.
I can't believe this.
You've been lying
this whole time.
- Jake, please.
- How do I keep
falling for this?
Why are you two
still talking?
We're on a deadline.
All right.
What do we need, chef?
Well, first of all,
we need at least 45 minutes.
- It takes time to cook.
- Got it.
I'll send Grandma Q to Corky's
to distract Chuck.
Great.
Then I'll get started
on the recipe.
Not so fast.
You're gonna have to
take a look at that
lock-breaking spell again,
because this
is different.
- It's an invisible lock.
- Okay, then.
I can still use
the galafrasian sugar,
but I will need
a grunde spice.
I have some ginger.
Maybe a marinade.
Good.
Now pack your ingredients
and follow me.
How are we supposed to cook
if we follow you?
I'm not leaving Kelly
alone out there
in the event that Grandma Q
fails at her mission.
Plus, Chuck's got
a grill nearby.
Plan accordingly.
What does Chuck
need this for?
[camera shutter clicking]
Darbie: Kelly,
you in there?
Yeah, I'm here.
Good.
I brought back up.
Mama P,
what are you doing here?
Open Sesame
Chicken Kabobs.
Okay, kind of
freaking out here.
I can hear Kelly
but I can't see her.
Invisible trailer.
Right. Of course.
Start chopping.
And then you'll have
a free period for
whatever you want.
Have you thought about
what you'll take?
Hannah, you okay?
Uh, yeah. So sorry,
I'm just trying to
reach my friends.
Are they going to
Fox Canyon, too?
No, but we've been
friends forever.
But you'd never guess by
the amount of attention
they're giving my text.
Well, don't worry.
You'll make a ton of
new friends this fall.
All right,
I should head out.
Yeah, me, too.
Thank you so much for this.
No problem.
Feel free to text me
if you think of
any more questions.
I promise
I will return it.
[chuckles] I will.
Thank you so much.
Grandma Q
and Chuck.
Becky.
To what do I owe
the pleasure?
Chuck,
I just want to talk.
Let's see.
The last time you
just wanted to talk,
I believe we were on
a Ferris wheel.
I understand why
you want revenge.
Oh, you do,
do you?
I'm the one that
gave you the apple,
but I never meant to
send you away.
You've gotta believe me.
I'm sorry.
Becky, Becky, Becky.
You really don't get it,
do you?
Get what?
This isn't about
getting revenge
on your family.
In fact,
this all started
long before you.
I don't understand.
I mean, what I want is
far bigger than any of you.
You're simply in my way.
Plus, you also have
something I need.
And until I get it,
I'm not going anywhere.
Hannah, can't talk.
Super busy.
No, but you're never
gonna believe this.
Grandma Q is at Corky's
with Chuck.
I know.
We sent her.
- You what?
- Darbie.
- They're ready.
- Is that Jake?
- Where are you?
- Chuck's trailer
stealing his book.
- Gotta go.
See you later.
- Wait!
[sighs]
We did it!
We got it!
Of course, we did.
[giggles]
[cell phone chimes]
Oh, we gotta go.
The big bad bird
is flying home.
Chuck.
He's coming back.
We have to leave
right now.
But we need to clean this up
or he'll know we were here.
Go, all of you.
I'll cover our tracks.
- He'll never know.
- Or I'll help.
It'll go twice as fast.
No need.
Just go.
Uh, get yourselves
to safety.
Jake: What if he
comes too soon?
Better me than you.
Thanks, Mama P.
We couldn't have done this
without you.
Just save the cookbook.
I'll handle the rest.
[clattering]
Kelly: Darbie's blueprints
saved me.
They were
totally perfect.
Uh, well, you totally
hulked out on that book.
So awesome.
Yeah, and when
the door locked, I--
- Oh, my gosh,
you freaked out.
- I know.
That sounds so cool.
I wish I could have
been there to help.
No worries.
The two of us got
the job done.
Mm-hm.
[giggles]
So, how was the meeting
with your mentor?
Uh, it was okay.
Nothing special.
Still excited for
Fox Canyon?
I guess.
I don't know.
I could have
stalled Chuck, you know.
I was there.
It's okay.
You were busy.
Besides,
it doesn't matter now.
Grandma handled it.
Speaking of Grandma Q,
we should prepare for
a lecture from the OCs.
They weren't too happy
we went to Chuck's alone.
[rustling]
So now what?
We have Chuck's book,
but we haven't
stopped the leak.
[sighs]
Darbie, any ideas?
Sadly,
the spell wore off.
I'm back to
indecisive Darbie.
It's not like the spell
gave you the ideas.
It just made you
believe in yourself.
You should take the lead
more often.
You saved the day today.
Congrats, Darbie.
Thanks.
I'll work on that.
But first,
I'm hungry.
Should I have an apple
or a banana?
[giggling]
Oh. I almost forgot.
I found this in
Chuck's trailer.
Chuck has
excellent penmanship.
It looks like
a shopping list of spices.
It's like he's
trying to create
a recipe or something.
The list seems so random.
I don't know.
But I'm not getting
a good feeling about it.
[panting]
[groans]
[panting]
[chuckling]
♪♪