Lost Girl (2010–2016): Season 3, Episode 7 - There's Bo Place Like Home - full transcript
Bo faces the daunting task of returning to where it all started: down home on the farm. Accompanied by BFF Kenzi, Bo must face her old demons - and a new one - in order to clear the way for the new path she will be forced to travel.
Ready?
Take a deep breath.
Try again.
Whoa!
What did you
do that time?
Beg the invisible threshold to
knock me on my ass, obviously!
Was I not
supposed to?
Most Fae have years
to train for their
Rites of Passage,
you have days before you
devolve into something
I have to keep
in a cage.
Haven't you always
wanted a pet?
I see impending doom hasn't
affected your sense of humour.
This has to say how to get
through the stupid door!
Much is left
to interpretation.
Like I told you--
Yes!
--to focus on the now.
Shift consciousness
and achieve
an effortless merging
of action and awareness --
To allow yourself to cross
through the threshold.
So I'm on
my own then.
Okay...
Focusing...
shifting...
merging...
And I, Bo Dennis,
allow myself to pass.
Ah!
Fine! Plan B!
No, Bo!
You can't smash
your problems away.
Oh, yeah?
Did your ancient book sort
of tell you that too?
I need a break.
Now?
No-- Trick,
this isn't working!
Sometimes you just gotta know
when to fold 'em, you know?
I just wanna go home.
Mm.
Smell that?
Reminds me of
being on the field,
throwing TD's
for Grimley High.
All I smell is cow crap.
Do you even know
what you're doing?
I've done my fair share
of tire swaps, okay?
And you brought me out
here for what, cherries?
Best damn
cherries in the world.
I kinda thought my
fiancee would be interested
to see where I grew up.
I'd be in a better mood
if I had cell service.
And if I wasn't
about to burst.
Pick a spot, honey.
I am not squatting
in that field.
Fine! But if I'm not
back in five, it's on you.
Watch out
for poison ivy.
And snakes!
Brad!
Brad?
Brad!
Life is hard when you
don't know who you are.
It's harder when you
don't know what you are.
My love carries
a death sentence.
I was lost for years...
Searching while hiding.
Only to find that I belong
to a world hidden from humans.
I won't hide anymore.
I will live
the life I choose.
♪
You say she's already
shown signs of devolution?
She's desperate.
Whether she
realizes it or not...
Well, her condition could become
grave at a moment's notice.
Is she still unaligned?
Stubbornly so.
Parents?
Father, unknown.
Mother, a Succubus.
And there are rumours
about Bo's-- potential.
Oh dear.
Oh dear that's
great news?
Succubi already take
more preparation,
and are at greater risk
of failing their Rites.
Yes.
But if your granddaughter is
as powerful as I've heard...
a Fae's devolution is
directly proportionate
to their abilities.
Bo is extra special,
so she runs the risk
of becoming...
extra UnderFae?
The Bo you know
will cease to exist.
And in her place will be
something extremely dangerous.
Stella--
Please.
I realize you're
in high demand.
Fae seek my guidance years
in advance of The Dawning.
And I thank you for
coming to meet with me.
She's all I have left.
Fetch me some tea?
Absolutely.
I'll need to
evaluate the subject.
But not amidst
this horrible racket.
Of course. I'll turn
down the music.
BO: Mama! something
is happening to me!
I think I killed Kyle!
BO'S MOM: I warned you about
having relations with that boy!
BO'S MOM:
You promised me!
BO'S MOM: You have
the devil inside you, Beth!
BO'S MOM:
You're a slut. A whore!
BO'S MOM:
You're not my daughter.
BO'S MOM:
You never were!
[Gasp!]
[Phone ringing]
Trick.
It is two a.m.
Well, no, I'm fine.
I was just having
a weird nightmare.
Yes.
I'll be right there.
Chunky!
So what does it say?
Will I meet a brave knight and
marry all my problems away?
Why deny
your fear, child?
Because it's scary?
[Clears throat]
Sorry. I'm just a
little on edge, Miss--
Stella Nashira.
And a Lodestar's work
cannot be rushed.
Stella has given guidance
to hundreds of our kind
as they've prepared
for The Dawning.
You harbour great rage.
And great regret.
These two negatives
are making it very hard
for you
to know yourself.
Embrace your
true identity.
Well, everyone
has hang-ups.
The blockage can
usually be traced back
to some
childhood imprint.
A parental source.
God, it's always mommy
issues with you guys.
Okay, look, Aife and I,
we had our problems.
But, um, we
worked them out
with good ol' fashioned
hand-to-hand combat.
You call your
mother by her name?
Did Aife not raise you?
Aife is Bo's
biological mother.
And she and her
adoptive mom, Mary,
also had a falling out.
Twice the mommies,
twice the baggage.
You must confront the
source of your estrangement.
No. I can't.
I won't!
Your anger is hurting you.
She hurt me--!
You have
to go home, Bo.
You must forgive.
Like hell I do.
Look, I will do whatever
it takes to survive this.
But I will not spend
one more minute
with that ignorant,
warped bigot.
But you'll devolve
into an UnderFae.
Then let's hope
it's a nice cage.
What they're asking me
to do is out of the question.
There has to be
another way.
I could really use some of your
patented nerdness right now.
Bo, I hate to say this,
but this is one of those cases
where your Faeness
trumps my nerdness.
I can only treat
the symptoms.
I can't go back there!
Well, I mean, it seems a shame
to miss the cherry festival.
You Googled
my hometown?
Bo.
I know why you left.
Kyle.
If there had just been
some understanding...
You know,
someone to talk to.
They were simple people.
Try not to blame them
for their ignorance.
Don't defend them!
My mother cast me out like
I was some kind of deviant!
I can't even imagine how
difficult this must be for you.
Bo...
This could be
your only hope.
It's a five-hour drive.
Well, I will
go with you.
You're practically
insane, anyway.
You can't go
by yourself.
No...
I need you to stay here
and do some hard-core
doctoring in case
this doesn't work out.
Besides, I know someone
else who could use a road trip.
Hm.
How is Kenzi?
With every new wig
comes another brave face.
Do we know yet--
why the Kitsune
targeted her?
No and I didn't asked.
You know, she's still--
No--
Of course.
Of course.
This formula will
inhibit cell degradation
by freezing the
UnderFae cells that are trying
to take over-- rendering
them temporarily sterile.
If you feel yourself
starting to lose control,
inject yourself.
Even if you said
"in the eyeball",
it still sounds more appealing
than talking to my Mom.
Emergency use only.
Those are
the last three.
Why can't you
make more?
The formula produces
diminishing returns.
With every injection
it will work a little bit less.
Wish me luck.
I don't understand why
you're letting her go.
She has to go.
It is part of
Bo's preparation.
I can't just sit by and watch
her lose everything, Trick!
I can't lose Bo a--
When did you
get it back?
What?
Your love, Dyson.
Bo has Lauren now.
Lauren's human.
Their relationship
can only be--
--short term.
So in the short term,
I am not going to interfere.
I love Bo too much
to screw it up again.
Those feelings aren't something
you can just make go away.
'Less you want to book another
meeting with the Norn...
These feelings
will never go away.
Not for me.
How are we having this
conversation without booze?
Her guide--
Uh... The Lodestar?
Stella.
She's the best.
And quite
the looker too.
Don't worry.
Bo will make it
through this.
There will be
a long term.
Promise?
Just do your shot.
BO: So I tell that
holier-than-thou witch
that I forgive her,
peel home
and waltz right past
the threshold.
KENZI: And if you go crazy,
I just needle your butt.
No problemo.
With everything
that's been happening
we haven't had much
of a chance to talk.
Pepperoni sticks and
one pint of candy corn--
the Kenzi is awesome.
Bloated, but awesome.
Go! Come on, pump,
gas me!
That rash you had...
You ever figure out
how you got it?
Go in your hole!
Let me help you
with that, Ma'am.
Hi!
I seem to have attracted
the attention of country folk.
Perhaps of the
bumpkin variety?
Beth?
Beth Dennis?
Dougie?!
Hi! Uh...
You-- You two know each other?
Yeah, Dougie and I were,
uh, friends in high school.
Just Doug now.
Nobody ever figured
we'd ever see
Beth around here
ever again.
Beth?
Beth-- Yes!
I guess, they
did catch the guy
who actually killed
Kyle... so, woohoo!
I mean, I'm not
celebrating the murder,
dude died right
in front of you,
just that
they caught him.
It was
a long time ago.
A lot has changed since then.
Including my name.
I'm Bo now.
Ah, okay.
So I guess you're here
for the Cherry Fest?
See some
of the old gang?
No, actually,
it's personal business.
I'll be heading out of here
before the pie-off.
[Whispering]
Pie Off?
That's probably good.
This whole area's just
hit the skids since you left.
It's just like one string
of bad luck after another.
And, of course,
there was the accident...
Accident?
Not the pies.
You remember Brad?
He was crushed by a car
by county line yesterday.
Tell me Brad's
not a cow.
No, Mr. Popular High
School Quarterback.
He and Dougie-- Doug--
weren't exactly best bros.
Used to pick on
Dougie's head pretty bad.
But that was eons ago.
That Dougie's gone.
Just like Brad...
Whoa, whoa--
You okay, babe?
Yeah... it's, uh,
it's all that driving.
Okay, uh, go splash
some water on your face.
Cleanest pissers
in Grimley county.
Yeah, Bo, you don't
wanna miss the pissers!
How's it going?
Just great, great!
Uh...
Could you fill me up, please?
Thanks.
Ready?
Maybe I'll just
write a letter.
Dude, you have taken
on The Morrigan.
Your old lady
should be child's play.
She taught me I was evil.
Now I'm supposed
to tell her it's okay?
It's called being
the bigger person.
Which reminds me,
I wanna scarf down
like twenty pies
on the way home.
I don't wanna be
the bigger person.
I am so sick of being
the bigger person!
That bitch has said things to
me that echo inside my head!
They scratch away
at the inside of my brain
every night when
I'm trying to fall-- Ow!
What the hell...?
I ass-provised.
Oh-- Was that not one
of your monster fits?
You seemed
really angry!
Did I just waste
one of these?
Not if you wanted to help
me re-focus my rage.
Well, you're welcome.
Now get your
head in the game.
It's time to face
the Mom music.
Okay...
Then we get the hell
out of here, right?
Does a horse
shit in the barn?
No, seriously, is
that where they poop?
Just, keep
the car running.
You got it, boss.
[Knocking]
Over here.
Beth?
Oh.
Oh, finally--
You've finally came home.
I've missed you so much.
Mama?
To think that you'd finally
come back and I didn't have
a crumb of fresh pie for
you and your new friend.
Yeah. Your mom's...
What a bitch...
She used to be.
I didn't exactly
give you any warning.
Do you go
to Grimley High, too dear?
Um... no.
Mom, Kenzi's not
from around here.
I've been away
a long time.
That's what your
father always says.
Said--
Said.
He's gone now--
Your Aunt Bea always says
that I keep getting confused,
and that I should
write things down.
But really, I don't think
that she listens very well.
Certainly not to me!
Do you remember why I left?
Well, you were lost.
And the Lord helped
you find your way back.
Oh! Oh--
I forgot the rhubarb.
What happened to the
forgiveness so we can get back
to your monster-proofing
training junk!
It's like she doesn't
even remember.
So, remind her.
And break
her heart again?
Two minutes ago you
wanted to break her face.
Hello time-warp.
It's like some kind
of Beth shrine.
Well at least it's not creepy.
BO:
This is who I was.
KENZI:
The perfect daughter.
KENZI: Underneath
the crimped hair...
Until the night
I ruined it all.
"Local teen murdered...
Kyle Williams, 1 8, found
in the back of his car...
foul play is suspected...
last seen with Beth Dennis,
whereabouts unknown."
She must have
kept that for a reason.
Reason being she's
loco en la cabesa.
I think the medical
term is dementia.
Sorry-- Small towns
make me nervous.
What harm could it do
to write one more chapter
in Beth's book, huh?
On my terms, not hers.
Trick and Lauren will kill me
if I don't have you
home tout de suite!
Where is my mind?
You children have
to see the Cherry Fest!
And see some
of your old friends.
So, you go on while
I make dinner, okay--
--Okay.
--Oh, no, we really...
Not before you change
out of your city clothes.
It is hot as the Devil's
own oven out there.
Besides, um...
people will stare.
We didn't
bring anything--
Sweetheart, you have
lots of pretty dresses
up in your closet.
And your friend
can borrow one and...
Maybe some
sensible footwear.
[Whispering]
What is this place?
You said you wanted
to have some fun.
A country makeover?
Gee, I can't wait.
MAN: Last chance, folks!
For the fifty-fifty!
KENZI: I feel like I fell
in some Amish.
Own it,
Laura Ingalls.
♪ When you feel
the burning sun ♪
♪ Lady Polly has her fun ♪
♪ How many children
will she slay? ♪
♪ One...two... ♪ ♪
Cute song!
Why are they trying
to trip each other?
It's Double Dutch.
You're shitting me!
I thought that
was only on Wii!
I was on the team.
Regional champs.
Beth?
Jessica!
I thought
you'd disappeared,
Miss Witness
Protection Program.
Are you still living
up on the hill?
Try Chicago.
Holla!
What's with
Debbie Gibson?
Sharonda.
Hi.
Pleasure's all mine.
So, you guys old
chewin' tobacco pals?
Can you call someone a
"pal" if she beats you
three years running
for Miss Cherry Blossom?
Oh, my, did you get
to wear a sash?
No.
From the time Beth
popped those boobs,
all the guys
had their eyes on her.
I was a late bloomer--
but I'm over it.
You sure are.
The little tease
strung them all along.
They'd do
anything for her.
Except Brad.
He was always mine.
Jessica,
I am so sorry.
I saw on Facebook that
he was coming out here.
I hoped
to run into him.
I starved myself.
I lost six pounds...
Yeah...
I could tell.
It's really too bad
he got crushed by a car.
What?
It is...
He's gone
to a better place.
Unlike the rest
of this county.
Has it always
been so creepy?
Yeah, with the
gorgeous sunshine,
and the scent
of cherry blossom...
God, it is even more
beautiful than I remember.
Oh--
You're serious?
Of course.
In less
depressing news,
we ran into
your old friend Doug.
Hey, Doug!
Ugh, he's still
such a creep!
Coming back here,
it was such a mistake.
Yeah, I think I've had about
all the nostalgia I can take.
Well, Bo-Bo,
why don't we go-go
have a chat-chat
with your Mom-mom...
God, you are
so weird.
Thank you.
Reminds me of that girl,
who used to sniff glue
in chem class.
Jessica...
that was you.
I hate this place.
There she is...
Okay, you two go
have your Mom-ment.
I will grab your
clothes and my dignity.
Mom?
Oh, you're back!
Oh, you must be hungry?
Would you like
something to--
Mom, do you remember
the night that I left?
The night
that Kyle died?
You said some things
to me that really hurt.
Mom!
Do you understand what
I'm trying to say to you?
Is that another
friend of yours, dear?
That would be a no.
Ok, Lady,
what's your deal?
Bo! You okay?
What the hell
was that thing?
Just look at what
your filthy fornication
has brought down
on this house!
What?
I told you to stay away,
you Devil child!
You bring nothing
but pain and sorrow!
I want you gone!
I want you out of my house!
Bo!
Bo!
What are you doing?!
It is all my fault--
It has always
been my fault.
What's your fault?!
Bo! Do not Dukes
of Hazzard on me!
Bo! Please!
Please--
Bo!
KENZI: This was
supposed to be a simple
in-and-out
Mommy-makeup mission.
Has Bo buried the
hatchet with her mother?
Well, she tried, but
then gross nightie lady
tried to bury her
sickle in Bo's face.
From what you're
telling me, we're dealing
with one mean
UnderFae: Poludnica.
Gee, I wonder why that name
isn't more popular...
The locals sometimes
call her Lady Polly.
"Who has her fun
in the burning sun..."
Right.
Hey, did you know
that double Dutch is real?
Polly's M.O. is staging
accidents when the heat
and the glare of midday
disorients her victims.
You mean like
getting smushed
by a car when
changing your tire?
That'd be her.
When Bo finds out she
unleashed hell on the town
by succu-killing Kyle,
she's gonna succu-plotz, Trick.
No, that's
impossible.
Kyle's death was
merely a Fae feed.
Polly can only be
awakened by humans
and released amidst
fire and brimstone.
So who
summoned her?
Probably the same
people she's been killing.
Bo's former
classmates...
They finally
all came home,
and Lady Polly's
offing them.
"Well house burns...
arson suspected..."
Oh, boy...
Poludnica can't stray
from county lines.
She's bound
to the land.
But if she
kills the humans
who summoned her
from the ground--
Tornado Tits can flee
this one horse town, yeah.
Hey, you said
summoned from the land,
what about summoned
from a well?
Sure.
Polly is an elemental.
She could be
trapped in water.
Ok. Good to know.
And Kenzi, don't let
Bo get distracted.
She needs to forgive her
mother and get back here.
I hear ya loud
and clear, boss.
I just have
to... find her.
You've lost Bo?
No, I'm on it.
Missing the cow-tipping.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you. Bye!
Kenzi!
Yo! Uh...Mom!
I'm borrowing the car!
Okay!
Delicious.
One more.
Ma'am,
these are samples.
I'll have you know,
I was Miss Cherry Blossom
three times over.
More.
Now!
There you are!
In the flesh.
And on the sauce.
Great.
I am so angry
and itchy--
And everything smells
so overpowering--
Uh oh--
I'm hungry.
And cherry pie
ain't gonna cut it.
Look at them all...
Horny corn-fed
farm boys...
Buxom milk maids.
I think you're projecting.
I want to taste them all.
Bo. Hey!
You're changing, okay?
You've got
to fight it.
Oh, Kenzi,
I'm not changing--
I'm not changing
into a monster.
I've always been one.
I've done so many
terrible things--
So many
terrible things...
And that is why
The Dawning is
happening
to me so soon.
Okay, I am just gonna
perch here yonder
so we can talk--
Okay?
Let me tell you
about the time
my best friend and I,
went on this road trip?
Let me tell
you... it was--
Hi-ya!
Ow!
Oh, I'm sorry--
I'm sorry.
Agan.
Thank you.
One strike left.
But lucky for you,
I have good news.
Okay, your first Fae
feed had nothing to do
with releasing
Lady Polly.
She can only be
summoned with fire.
And look:
"Well house burns..."
That's probably
what released her.
Oh, Kenzi...
I was there.
Okay, I'll just--
I'll put that away.
Oh, my God--
More wine
for the lady, please!
BO: Dougie was going
through his Occult phase.
He believed he
could communicate
with the town's local legend,
the supposed bogeywoman
of the countryside--
KENZI:
Lady Polly.
Right.
He led us through a seance
at the old well house.
Brad, Jessica,
Kyle and-- me.
But nothing happened,
it didn't work--
Obviously, it worked.
We lit some candles,
we must have left one burning.
Later that night
I was with Kyle
and I never thought
about the seance again.
Killing your boyfriend
was the second
shittiest thing
you did that night.
Kenzi!
I'm sorry, wow--
That's not helping.
Okay, look, Bo, you
have enough on your plate.
All right? Can you just
forget about saving the county?
Save yourself.
There's gotta be a way to get
rid of that midday bitch.
Trick said only those who summon
Poll-ski can send her back.
I'll find Jessica.
You grab Dougie.
Gas station round up.
Got it.
Meet at the well.
If we're together
I can keep us safe
and lure back Polly.
Like, bait?
If you're up for it.
Jess?
Jessica!
I need some
help over here!
Fine.
Fire and brimstone it is.
Paging the Lord
of The Bumpkins!
Kenzi?
I thought you and Bo
were going home.
We got a little bit
of business to take care of.
You shouldn't
be here.
Okay--
How do I say this
in Farm Speak?
Um, minor
Tornado lady issue.
We've got a date with a
burned-down well house.
I warned you!
I told you to leave--
Why didn't you
listen to me?!
Whoa!
Don't go all Children of
the Corn on me, Dougie--
It's Doug!
Dougie's dead.
And if we wanna
get rid of Lady Polly?
We're gonna have
to give her a sacrifice.
I nominate Dougie.
He's dead anyways.
This isn't a joke,
Kenzi!
Wait, back up--
You knew that Lady Polly
escaped the well
and was killing people?
I've been trying to get rid
of her for almost ten years.
I--
I invoked her during
a teenage Goth stage.
You were Goth?
Here?
I had to go two towns over
to get my favorite guy-liner.
Dude, I just don't
understand why
you wouldn't tell
anybody about Polly?
People are dying.
You don't think
I know that?
After Kyle died,
everyone left town.
I thought it was over,
that Lady Polly
couldn't get to them.
No matter how much
she taunted me...
they were safe.
Oh, Dougie...
She--
She told me
to lure them all home,
but I wouldn't do it.
But now they're coming
home and Brad's dead.
And Jessica
and Beth are next.
Hey!
She's Bo now.
Trust me-- that makes
all the difference.
Shit!
LP came
to the party early!
Come on! We can
lose her in the field!
Oh, great!
Nothing bad ever
happens in the field!
Wait up!
Bo!
Where's Jessica?
We need three of us!
She's dead.
Lady Polly staged
another "accident".
Poor Jessica
choked on a cherry.
Dammit!
P.S.: Senorita Shitstorm
is hot on our heels.
I need to stop the
spirit of Lady Polly
before she kills again.
This whole thing is my fault!
Dougie, what are
you talking about?
Back in high school,
after the séance,
all you guys coupled off
and you left me alone.
I knew I could connect
with the paranormal.
Paranormal?
Don't you mean paraweird?
I had my occult book
and my candles--
And I burnt a copy
of Antichrist Superstar
as an offering.
You sacrificed
"Superstar"?!
Dude,
Marilyn Manson is a god.
I kicked
the candle over!
So what?
I burnt down the building!
I released her!
Dougie,
it was an accident.
She is the one killing
people for fun.
She is the one
who's evil!
Look who
just blew in.
She blows,
all right.
Lady Polly,
Leave her!
I'll be your sacrifice.
Dougie!
You were just a kid.
You didn't know
what you were doing.
It wasn't your fault!
No--
[Whack!]
Doug!
Prepare to die...
And here I was prepared
to kick your tattered ass.
You will be my
greatest accident!
Kenzi!
Ass-provise!
Uh!
Your eyes--
They are like mine--
I am Fae...
But I am
nothing like you.
Sometimes you just
have to go home.
Whether you
want to or not!
Whack!
Nice kick.
[Slam!]
I guess she wasn't
feeling very "well."
Not feeling
very "well?"
Oh, sweetie--
I'm still getting
my mojo back.
You okay?
Is he?
--Come on.
--Dougie!
Come on, Doug.
Come on...
Come on...
Ugh.
Okay.
We got ya.
Oh, what happened?
Did we get her
back in the well?
Ain't no celebrities gonna
be taking up that cause.
Did I help?
We couldn't have
done it without ya.
Doug.
High-five!
So.
Whadya say we
get out of hicksville
and I get you back
to Trick stat?
One more stop.
Someone else
I need to talk to.
Come on, buddy.
It's all over...
Mom?
Beth!
How was Cherry Fest?
Did you make a lot
of new friends?
People are always just falling
in love with you, aren't they?
You don't remember the last
time you saw me, do you?
Well, of course I do.
You and your new
friend had just changed
into your summer clothes.
I'm old, but
I'm not that old.
[Laughing]
Mom, there have
been a lot of things
that I've wanted to say
to you over the years.
And it took me a long time
to realize the things I did
when I was younger
were beyond my control.
Yeah, I've
made mistakes.
I still do.
A lot of them.
And I'm sorry.
You don't need
to be sorry, sweetheart.
Oh, you are
such a good girl.
It's strange to hear
that coming from you.
I am good, you know?
Aww...
You always make
everything better.
Do you remember
that Sunday in Church
when that dying butterfly
came through the window
and it landed on your hand
and you tried to help it fly
and it just couldn't.
You cried all day.
You remember that?
Your father and I tell each
other that story all the time.
Mom, I know that you
thought the way you chose
to raise me was right.
I see that now.
When you screamed and
yelled at me like I was evil,
it's because you didn't
really understand who I was.
Neither did I.
We were both scared.
Scared? No--
No, no--
You don't need
to be scared, no...
I have
a family, Mama.
And they love and protect
me without question.
That girl that
I came here with?
She's like my sister.
When I'm with her, I know
everything is going to be okay.
And I found
my grandfather, mama.
And guess what?
He...
Uh, he cares about me.
I don't know what
I'd do without him.
Without any of them.
If you really
knew me now...
...you would be proud.
I did good.
And I don't need to carry around
those terrible memories anymore.
I am done--
[Crying]
I am done reliving them,
and reliving them,
and reliving them--
But... Beth...
Your pies
are so beautiful.
It's okay.
This is how I'm going
to remember you.
As the sweet woman
who taught me how
to make the best pies.
You had
a hard life, too.
I can't hate
you anymore.
And I'm done
hating myself.
I'm not
the devil, Mama.
I'm Fae.
I'm Bo.
Goodbye, Mom.
I love you too--
Bo.
DYSON: Trick?
[Stereo music playing]
TRICK:
No, no, no, no, no!
She requires silence!
Who?
Stella!
She's on her way.
Actually I think
she's just arrived.
Sorry for the racket.
I'll have the bar
cleared out in an instant.
Has Bo returned?
She's on her
way as we speak.
Good.
Let's prepare for her test.
The threshold, it's
in your office, right?
Yes!
Of course.
My office.
Just the two of us.
Perfect.
Trick?
I hope you haven't
misjudged me.
Sometimes
even I like it loud.
[Chuckling]
I knew she was Trick bait
as soon as I saw her.
Trick bait?
You're crazy.
That no-nonsense
ball-buster thing
she's got going on?
That's like crack to you.
I'm in trouble,
aren't I?
But you have no reason to keep
your feelings under wraps.
Enjoy.
Aren't you going
to wait for Bo?
I'd just be
in the way.
Salutations, from the
Grimley Cherry Festival!
Thank you!
How'd it go?
Did you grant forgiveness?
Oh, I forgave someone.
Let's just hope I passed
Stella's little riddle--
As long as you allow
yourself to merge body
and spirit in a
state of oneness...
Yes, Mrs. Miagi.
So what happens
when I pass?
When you're ready
to enter the temple--
What--
There's a temple?
The Rites
of Passage vary.
Some physical,
some psychological.
It's different
for each Fae.
Which is why
time is of the essence.
Then let's cut
to the chase.
You did it!
I did it!
I did! I did!
Look! Look!
I just successfully merged
action and awareness!
I'm so proud of you!
So this temple
that you speak of--
Is there a dress code?
Do they take reservations?
You've performed
one simple task.
Now, the real
training begins.
Crossing the threshold
only allows you access
to the temple.
Where the most
gruelling challenges
of your life await you.
Oh, crud.
--Hey.
--Hey! How'd it go?
Great!
Trick's gonna set up
a trust for my Mom.
She'll be
taken care of.
Wicked.
Can Trick set
me up a trust?
Oh, and I crossed
the threshold!
I mean, there's still
tons more training
and there's
a temple, but--
Come again?
I feel better than I have
in a really long time.
Thanks again
for coming.
Of course.
My goodness, it was
godly farm-fed fun!
Kenzi, you can't keep
hiding behind your jokes.
Sure I can.
I'm worried
about you.
I'm just glad to be home.
With you.
But I can't talk
about it yet.
Okay...
Then let's talk
about something else.
Kenzi, why did you
go see the Norn?
♪
Take a deep breath.
Try again.
Whoa!
What did you
do that time?
Beg the invisible threshold to
knock me on my ass, obviously!
Was I not
supposed to?
Most Fae have years
to train for their
Rites of Passage,
you have days before you
devolve into something
I have to keep
in a cage.
Haven't you always
wanted a pet?
I see impending doom hasn't
affected your sense of humour.
This has to say how to get
through the stupid door!
Much is left
to interpretation.
Like I told you--
Yes!
--to focus on the now.
Shift consciousness
and achieve
an effortless merging
of action and awareness --
To allow yourself to cross
through the threshold.
So I'm on
my own then.
Okay...
Focusing...
shifting...
merging...
And I, Bo Dennis,
allow myself to pass.
Ah!
Fine! Plan B!
No, Bo!
You can't smash
your problems away.
Oh, yeah?
Did your ancient book sort
of tell you that too?
I need a break.
Now?
No-- Trick,
this isn't working!
Sometimes you just gotta know
when to fold 'em, you know?
I just wanna go home.
Mm.
Smell that?
Reminds me of
being on the field,
throwing TD's
for Grimley High.
All I smell is cow crap.
Do you even know
what you're doing?
I've done my fair share
of tire swaps, okay?
And you brought me out
here for what, cherries?
Best damn
cherries in the world.
I kinda thought my
fiancee would be interested
to see where I grew up.
I'd be in a better mood
if I had cell service.
And if I wasn't
about to burst.
Pick a spot, honey.
I am not squatting
in that field.
Fine! But if I'm not
back in five, it's on you.
Watch out
for poison ivy.
And snakes!
Brad!
Brad?
Brad!
Life is hard when you
don't know who you are.
It's harder when you
don't know what you are.
My love carries
a death sentence.
I was lost for years...
Searching while hiding.
Only to find that I belong
to a world hidden from humans.
I won't hide anymore.
I will live
the life I choose.
♪
You say she's already
shown signs of devolution?
She's desperate.
Whether she
realizes it or not...
Well, her condition could become
grave at a moment's notice.
Is she still unaligned?
Stubbornly so.
Parents?
Father, unknown.
Mother, a Succubus.
And there are rumours
about Bo's-- potential.
Oh dear.
Oh dear that's
great news?
Succubi already take
more preparation,
and are at greater risk
of failing their Rites.
Yes.
But if your granddaughter is
as powerful as I've heard...
a Fae's devolution is
directly proportionate
to their abilities.
Bo is extra special,
so she runs the risk
of becoming...
extra UnderFae?
The Bo you know
will cease to exist.
And in her place will be
something extremely dangerous.
Stella--
Please.
I realize you're
in high demand.
Fae seek my guidance years
in advance of The Dawning.
And I thank you for
coming to meet with me.
She's all I have left.
Fetch me some tea?
Absolutely.
I'll need to
evaluate the subject.
But not amidst
this horrible racket.
Of course. I'll turn
down the music.
BO: Mama! something
is happening to me!
I think I killed Kyle!
BO'S MOM: I warned you about
having relations with that boy!
BO'S MOM:
You promised me!
BO'S MOM: You have
the devil inside you, Beth!
BO'S MOM:
You're a slut. A whore!
BO'S MOM:
You're not my daughter.
BO'S MOM:
You never were!
[Gasp!]
[Phone ringing]
Trick.
It is two a.m.
Well, no, I'm fine.
I was just having
a weird nightmare.
Yes.
I'll be right there.
Chunky!
So what does it say?
Will I meet a brave knight and
marry all my problems away?
Why deny
your fear, child?
Because it's scary?
[Clears throat]
Sorry. I'm just a
little on edge, Miss--
Stella Nashira.
And a Lodestar's work
cannot be rushed.
Stella has given guidance
to hundreds of our kind
as they've prepared
for The Dawning.
You harbour great rage.
And great regret.
These two negatives
are making it very hard
for you
to know yourself.
Embrace your
true identity.
Well, everyone
has hang-ups.
The blockage can
usually be traced back
to some
childhood imprint.
A parental source.
God, it's always mommy
issues with you guys.
Okay, look, Aife and I,
we had our problems.
But, um, we
worked them out
with good ol' fashioned
hand-to-hand combat.
You call your
mother by her name?
Did Aife not raise you?
Aife is Bo's
biological mother.
And she and her
adoptive mom, Mary,
also had a falling out.
Twice the mommies,
twice the baggage.
You must confront the
source of your estrangement.
No. I can't.
I won't!
Your anger is hurting you.
She hurt me--!
You have
to go home, Bo.
You must forgive.
Like hell I do.
Look, I will do whatever
it takes to survive this.
But I will not spend
one more minute
with that ignorant,
warped bigot.
But you'll devolve
into an UnderFae.
Then let's hope
it's a nice cage.
What they're asking me
to do is out of the question.
There has to be
another way.
I could really use some of your
patented nerdness right now.
Bo, I hate to say this,
but this is one of those cases
where your Faeness
trumps my nerdness.
I can only treat
the symptoms.
I can't go back there!
Well, I mean, it seems a shame
to miss the cherry festival.
You Googled
my hometown?
Bo.
I know why you left.
Kyle.
If there had just been
some understanding...
You know,
someone to talk to.
They were simple people.
Try not to blame them
for their ignorance.
Don't defend them!
My mother cast me out like
I was some kind of deviant!
I can't even imagine how
difficult this must be for you.
Bo...
This could be
your only hope.
It's a five-hour drive.
Well, I will
go with you.
You're practically
insane, anyway.
You can't go
by yourself.
No...
I need you to stay here
and do some hard-core
doctoring in case
this doesn't work out.
Besides, I know someone
else who could use a road trip.
Hm.
How is Kenzi?
With every new wig
comes another brave face.
Do we know yet--
why the Kitsune
targeted her?
No and I didn't asked.
You know, she's still--
No--
Of course.
Of course.
This formula will
inhibit cell degradation
by freezing the
UnderFae cells that are trying
to take over-- rendering
them temporarily sterile.
If you feel yourself
starting to lose control,
inject yourself.
Even if you said
"in the eyeball",
it still sounds more appealing
than talking to my Mom.
Emergency use only.
Those are
the last three.
Why can't you
make more?
The formula produces
diminishing returns.
With every injection
it will work a little bit less.
Wish me luck.
I don't understand why
you're letting her go.
She has to go.
It is part of
Bo's preparation.
I can't just sit by and watch
her lose everything, Trick!
I can't lose Bo a--
When did you
get it back?
What?
Your love, Dyson.
Bo has Lauren now.
Lauren's human.
Their relationship
can only be--
--short term.
So in the short term,
I am not going to interfere.
I love Bo too much
to screw it up again.
Those feelings aren't something
you can just make go away.
'Less you want to book another
meeting with the Norn...
These feelings
will never go away.
Not for me.
How are we having this
conversation without booze?
Her guide--
Uh... The Lodestar?
Stella.
She's the best.
And quite
the looker too.
Don't worry.
Bo will make it
through this.
There will be
a long term.
Promise?
Just do your shot.
BO: So I tell that
holier-than-thou witch
that I forgive her,
peel home
and waltz right past
the threshold.
KENZI: And if you go crazy,
I just needle your butt.
No problemo.
With everything
that's been happening
we haven't had much
of a chance to talk.
Pepperoni sticks and
one pint of candy corn--
the Kenzi is awesome.
Bloated, but awesome.
Go! Come on, pump,
gas me!
That rash you had...
You ever figure out
how you got it?
Go in your hole!
Let me help you
with that, Ma'am.
Hi!
I seem to have attracted
the attention of country folk.
Perhaps of the
bumpkin variety?
Beth?
Beth Dennis?
Dougie?!
Hi! Uh...
You-- You two know each other?
Yeah, Dougie and I were,
uh, friends in high school.
Just Doug now.
Nobody ever figured
we'd ever see
Beth around here
ever again.
Beth?
Beth-- Yes!
I guess, they
did catch the guy
who actually killed
Kyle... so, woohoo!
I mean, I'm not
celebrating the murder,
dude died right
in front of you,
just that
they caught him.
It was
a long time ago.
A lot has changed since then.
Including my name.
I'm Bo now.
Ah, okay.
So I guess you're here
for the Cherry Fest?
See some
of the old gang?
No, actually,
it's personal business.
I'll be heading out of here
before the pie-off.
[Whispering]
Pie Off?
That's probably good.
This whole area's just
hit the skids since you left.
It's just like one string
of bad luck after another.
And, of course,
there was the accident...
Accident?
Not the pies.
You remember Brad?
He was crushed by a car
by county line yesterday.
Tell me Brad's
not a cow.
No, Mr. Popular High
School Quarterback.
He and Dougie-- Doug--
weren't exactly best bros.
Used to pick on
Dougie's head pretty bad.
But that was eons ago.
That Dougie's gone.
Just like Brad...
Whoa, whoa--
You okay, babe?
Yeah... it's, uh,
it's all that driving.
Okay, uh, go splash
some water on your face.
Cleanest pissers
in Grimley county.
Yeah, Bo, you don't
wanna miss the pissers!
How's it going?
Just great, great!
Uh...
Could you fill me up, please?
Thanks.
Ready?
Maybe I'll just
write a letter.
Dude, you have taken
on The Morrigan.
Your old lady
should be child's play.
She taught me I was evil.
Now I'm supposed
to tell her it's okay?
It's called being
the bigger person.
Which reminds me,
I wanna scarf down
like twenty pies
on the way home.
I don't wanna be
the bigger person.
I am so sick of being
the bigger person!
That bitch has said things to
me that echo inside my head!
They scratch away
at the inside of my brain
every night when
I'm trying to fall-- Ow!
What the hell...?
I ass-provised.
Oh-- Was that not one
of your monster fits?
You seemed
really angry!
Did I just waste
one of these?
Not if you wanted to help
me re-focus my rage.
Well, you're welcome.
Now get your
head in the game.
It's time to face
the Mom music.
Okay...
Then we get the hell
out of here, right?
Does a horse
shit in the barn?
No, seriously, is
that where they poop?
Just, keep
the car running.
You got it, boss.
[Knocking]
Over here.
Beth?
Oh.
Oh, finally--
You've finally came home.
I've missed you so much.
Mama?
To think that you'd finally
come back and I didn't have
a crumb of fresh pie for
you and your new friend.
Yeah. Your mom's...
What a bitch...
She used to be.
I didn't exactly
give you any warning.
Do you go
to Grimley High, too dear?
Um... no.
Mom, Kenzi's not
from around here.
I've been away
a long time.
That's what your
father always says.
Said--
Said.
He's gone now--
Your Aunt Bea always says
that I keep getting confused,
and that I should
write things down.
But really, I don't think
that she listens very well.
Certainly not to me!
Do you remember why I left?
Well, you were lost.
And the Lord helped
you find your way back.
Oh! Oh--
I forgot the rhubarb.
What happened to the
forgiveness so we can get back
to your monster-proofing
training junk!
It's like she doesn't
even remember.
So, remind her.
And break
her heart again?
Two minutes ago you
wanted to break her face.
Hello time-warp.
It's like some kind
of Beth shrine.
Well at least it's not creepy.
BO:
This is who I was.
KENZI:
The perfect daughter.
KENZI: Underneath
the crimped hair...
Until the night
I ruined it all.
"Local teen murdered...
Kyle Williams, 1 8, found
in the back of his car...
foul play is suspected...
last seen with Beth Dennis,
whereabouts unknown."
She must have
kept that for a reason.
Reason being she's
loco en la cabesa.
I think the medical
term is dementia.
Sorry-- Small towns
make me nervous.
What harm could it do
to write one more chapter
in Beth's book, huh?
On my terms, not hers.
Trick and Lauren will kill me
if I don't have you
home tout de suite!
Where is my mind?
You children have
to see the Cherry Fest!
And see some
of your old friends.
So, you go on while
I make dinner, okay--
--Okay.
--Oh, no, we really...
Not before you change
out of your city clothes.
It is hot as the Devil's
own oven out there.
Besides, um...
people will stare.
We didn't
bring anything--
Sweetheart, you have
lots of pretty dresses
up in your closet.
And your friend
can borrow one and...
Maybe some
sensible footwear.
[Whispering]
What is this place?
You said you wanted
to have some fun.
A country makeover?
Gee, I can't wait.
MAN: Last chance, folks!
For the fifty-fifty!
KENZI: I feel like I fell
in some Amish.
Own it,
Laura Ingalls.
♪ When you feel
the burning sun ♪
♪ Lady Polly has her fun ♪
♪ How many children
will she slay? ♪
♪ One...two... ♪ ♪
Cute song!
Why are they trying
to trip each other?
It's Double Dutch.
You're shitting me!
I thought that
was only on Wii!
I was on the team.
Regional champs.
Beth?
Jessica!
I thought
you'd disappeared,
Miss Witness
Protection Program.
Are you still living
up on the hill?
Try Chicago.
Holla!
What's with
Debbie Gibson?
Sharonda.
Hi.
Pleasure's all mine.
So, you guys old
chewin' tobacco pals?
Can you call someone a
"pal" if she beats you
three years running
for Miss Cherry Blossom?
Oh, my, did you get
to wear a sash?
No.
From the time Beth
popped those boobs,
all the guys
had their eyes on her.
I was a late bloomer--
but I'm over it.
You sure are.
The little tease
strung them all along.
They'd do
anything for her.
Except Brad.
He was always mine.
Jessica,
I am so sorry.
I saw on Facebook that
he was coming out here.
I hoped
to run into him.
I starved myself.
I lost six pounds...
Yeah...
I could tell.
It's really too bad
he got crushed by a car.
What?
It is...
He's gone
to a better place.
Unlike the rest
of this county.
Has it always
been so creepy?
Yeah, with the
gorgeous sunshine,
and the scent
of cherry blossom...
God, it is even more
beautiful than I remember.
Oh--
You're serious?
Of course.
In less
depressing news,
we ran into
your old friend Doug.
Hey, Doug!
Ugh, he's still
such a creep!
Coming back here,
it was such a mistake.
Yeah, I think I've had about
all the nostalgia I can take.
Well, Bo-Bo,
why don't we go-go
have a chat-chat
with your Mom-mom...
God, you are
so weird.
Thank you.
Reminds me of that girl,
who used to sniff glue
in chem class.
Jessica...
that was you.
I hate this place.
There she is...
Okay, you two go
have your Mom-ment.
I will grab your
clothes and my dignity.
Mom?
Oh, you're back!
Oh, you must be hungry?
Would you like
something to--
Mom, do you remember
the night that I left?
The night
that Kyle died?
You said some things
to me that really hurt.
Mom!
Do you understand what
I'm trying to say to you?
Is that another
friend of yours, dear?
That would be a no.
Ok, Lady,
what's your deal?
Bo! You okay?
What the hell
was that thing?
Just look at what
your filthy fornication
has brought down
on this house!
What?
I told you to stay away,
you Devil child!
You bring nothing
but pain and sorrow!
I want you gone!
I want you out of my house!
Bo!
Bo!
What are you doing?!
It is all my fault--
It has always
been my fault.
What's your fault?!
Bo! Do not Dukes
of Hazzard on me!
Bo! Please!
Please--
Bo!
KENZI: This was
supposed to be a simple
in-and-out
Mommy-makeup mission.
Has Bo buried the
hatchet with her mother?
Well, she tried, but
then gross nightie lady
tried to bury her
sickle in Bo's face.
From what you're
telling me, we're dealing
with one mean
UnderFae: Poludnica.
Gee, I wonder why that name
isn't more popular...
The locals sometimes
call her Lady Polly.
"Who has her fun
in the burning sun..."
Right.
Hey, did you know
that double Dutch is real?
Polly's M.O. is staging
accidents when the heat
and the glare of midday
disorients her victims.
You mean like
getting smushed
by a car when
changing your tire?
That'd be her.
When Bo finds out she
unleashed hell on the town
by succu-killing Kyle,
she's gonna succu-plotz, Trick.
No, that's
impossible.
Kyle's death was
merely a Fae feed.
Polly can only be
awakened by humans
and released amidst
fire and brimstone.
So who
summoned her?
Probably the same
people she's been killing.
Bo's former
classmates...
They finally
all came home,
and Lady Polly's
offing them.
"Well house burns...
arson suspected..."
Oh, boy...
Poludnica can't stray
from county lines.
She's bound
to the land.
But if she
kills the humans
who summoned her
from the ground--
Tornado Tits can flee
this one horse town, yeah.
Hey, you said
summoned from the land,
what about summoned
from a well?
Sure.
Polly is an elemental.
She could be
trapped in water.
Ok. Good to know.
And Kenzi, don't let
Bo get distracted.
She needs to forgive her
mother and get back here.
I hear ya loud
and clear, boss.
I just have
to... find her.
You've lost Bo?
No, I'm on it.
Missing the cow-tipping.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you. Bye!
Kenzi!
Yo! Uh...Mom!
I'm borrowing the car!
Okay!
Delicious.
One more.
Ma'am,
these are samples.
I'll have you know,
I was Miss Cherry Blossom
three times over.
More.
Now!
There you are!
In the flesh.
And on the sauce.
Great.
I am so angry
and itchy--
And everything smells
so overpowering--
Uh oh--
I'm hungry.
And cherry pie
ain't gonna cut it.
Look at them all...
Horny corn-fed
farm boys...
Buxom milk maids.
I think you're projecting.
I want to taste them all.
Bo. Hey!
You're changing, okay?
You've got
to fight it.
Oh, Kenzi,
I'm not changing--
I'm not changing
into a monster.
I've always been one.
I've done so many
terrible things--
So many
terrible things...
And that is why
The Dawning is
happening
to me so soon.
Okay, I am just gonna
perch here yonder
so we can talk--
Okay?
Let me tell you
about the time
my best friend and I,
went on this road trip?
Let me tell
you... it was--
Hi-ya!
Ow!
Oh, I'm sorry--
I'm sorry.
Agan.
Thank you.
One strike left.
But lucky for you,
I have good news.
Okay, your first Fae
feed had nothing to do
with releasing
Lady Polly.
She can only be
summoned with fire.
And look:
"Well house burns..."
That's probably
what released her.
Oh, Kenzi...
I was there.
Okay, I'll just--
I'll put that away.
Oh, my God--
More wine
for the lady, please!
BO: Dougie was going
through his Occult phase.
He believed he
could communicate
with the town's local legend,
the supposed bogeywoman
of the countryside--
KENZI:
Lady Polly.
Right.
He led us through a seance
at the old well house.
Brad, Jessica,
Kyle and-- me.
But nothing happened,
it didn't work--
Obviously, it worked.
We lit some candles,
we must have left one burning.
Later that night
I was with Kyle
and I never thought
about the seance again.
Killing your boyfriend
was the second
shittiest thing
you did that night.
Kenzi!
I'm sorry, wow--
That's not helping.
Okay, look, Bo, you
have enough on your plate.
All right? Can you just
forget about saving the county?
Save yourself.
There's gotta be a way to get
rid of that midday bitch.
Trick said only those who summon
Poll-ski can send her back.
I'll find Jessica.
You grab Dougie.
Gas station round up.
Got it.
Meet at the well.
If we're together
I can keep us safe
and lure back Polly.
Like, bait?
If you're up for it.
Jess?
Jessica!
I need some
help over here!
Fine.
Fire and brimstone it is.
Paging the Lord
of The Bumpkins!
Kenzi?
I thought you and Bo
were going home.
We got a little bit
of business to take care of.
You shouldn't
be here.
Okay--
How do I say this
in Farm Speak?
Um, minor
Tornado lady issue.
We've got a date with a
burned-down well house.
I warned you!
I told you to leave--
Why didn't you
listen to me?!
Whoa!
Don't go all Children of
the Corn on me, Dougie--
It's Doug!
Dougie's dead.
And if we wanna
get rid of Lady Polly?
We're gonna have
to give her a sacrifice.
I nominate Dougie.
He's dead anyways.
This isn't a joke,
Kenzi!
Wait, back up--
You knew that Lady Polly
escaped the well
and was killing people?
I've been trying to get rid
of her for almost ten years.
I--
I invoked her during
a teenage Goth stage.
You were Goth?
Here?
I had to go two towns over
to get my favorite guy-liner.
Dude, I just don't
understand why
you wouldn't tell
anybody about Polly?
People are dying.
You don't think
I know that?
After Kyle died,
everyone left town.
I thought it was over,
that Lady Polly
couldn't get to them.
No matter how much
she taunted me...
they were safe.
Oh, Dougie...
She--
She told me
to lure them all home,
but I wouldn't do it.
But now they're coming
home and Brad's dead.
And Jessica
and Beth are next.
Hey!
She's Bo now.
Trust me-- that makes
all the difference.
Shit!
LP came
to the party early!
Come on! We can
lose her in the field!
Oh, great!
Nothing bad ever
happens in the field!
Wait up!
Bo!
Where's Jessica?
We need three of us!
She's dead.
Lady Polly staged
another "accident".
Poor Jessica
choked on a cherry.
Dammit!
P.S.: Senorita Shitstorm
is hot on our heels.
I need to stop the
spirit of Lady Polly
before she kills again.
This whole thing is my fault!
Dougie, what are
you talking about?
Back in high school,
after the séance,
all you guys coupled off
and you left me alone.
I knew I could connect
with the paranormal.
Paranormal?
Don't you mean paraweird?
I had my occult book
and my candles--
And I burnt a copy
of Antichrist Superstar
as an offering.
You sacrificed
"Superstar"?!
Dude,
Marilyn Manson is a god.
I kicked
the candle over!
So what?
I burnt down the building!
I released her!
Dougie,
it was an accident.
She is the one killing
people for fun.
She is the one
who's evil!
Look who
just blew in.
She blows,
all right.
Lady Polly,
Leave her!
I'll be your sacrifice.
Dougie!
You were just a kid.
You didn't know
what you were doing.
It wasn't your fault!
No--
[Whack!]
Doug!
Prepare to die...
And here I was prepared
to kick your tattered ass.
You will be my
greatest accident!
Kenzi!
Ass-provise!
Uh!
Your eyes--
They are like mine--
I am Fae...
But I am
nothing like you.
Sometimes you just
have to go home.
Whether you
want to or not!
Whack!
Nice kick.
[Slam!]
I guess she wasn't
feeling very "well."
Not feeling
very "well?"
Oh, sweetie--
I'm still getting
my mojo back.
You okay?
Is he?
--Come on.
--Dougie!
Come on, Doug.
Come on...
Come on...
Ugh.
Okay.
We got ya.
Oh, what happened?
Did we get her
back in the well?
Ain't no celebrities gonna
be taking up that cause.
Did I help?
We couldn't have
done it without ya.
Doug.
High-five!
So.
Whadya say we
get out of hicksville
and I get you back
to Trick stat?
One more stop.
Someone else
I need to talk to.
Come on, buddy.
It's all over...
Mom?
Beth!
How was Cherry Fest?
Did you make a lot
of new friends?
People are always just falling
in love with you, aren't they?
You don't remember the last
time you saw me, do you?
Well, of course I do.
You and your new
friend had just changed
into your summer clothes.
I'm old, but
I'm not that old.
[Laughing]
Mom, there have
been a lot of things
that I've wanted to say
to you over the years.
And it took me a long time
to realize the things I did
when I was younger
were beyond my control.
Yeah, I've
made mistakes.
I still do.
A lot of them.
And I'm sorry.
You don't need
to be sorry, sweetheart.
Oh, you are
such a good girl.
It's strange to hear
that coming from you.
I am good, you know?
Aww...
You always make
everything better.
Do you remember
that Sunday in Church
when that dying butterfly
came through the window
and it landed on your hand
and you tried to help it fly
and it just couldn't.
You cried all day.
You remember that?
Your father and I tell each
other that story all the time.
Mom, I know that you
thought the way you chose
to raise me was right.
I see that now.
When you screamed and
yelled at me like I was evil,
it's because you didn't
really understand who I was.
Neither did I.
We were both scared.
Scared? No--
No, no--
You don't need
to be scared, no...
I have
a family, Mama.
And they love and protect
me without question.
That girl that
I came here with?
She's like my sister.
When I'm with her, I know
everything is going to be okay.
And I found
my grandfather, mama.
And guess what?
He...
Uh, he cares about me.
I don't know what
I'd do without him.
Without any of them.
If you really
knew me now...
...you would be proud.
I did good.
And I don't need to carry around
those terrible memories anymore.
I am done--
[Crying]
I am done reliving them,
and reliving them,
and reliving them--
But... Beth...
Your pies
are so beautiful.
It's okay.
This is how I'm going
to remember you.
As the sweet woman
who taught me how
to make the best pies.
You had
a hard life, too.
I can't hate
you anymore.
And I'm done
hating myself.
I'm not
the devil, Mama.
I'm Fae.
I'm Bo.
Goodbye, Mom.
I love you too--
Bo.
DYSON: Trick?
[Stereo music playing]
TRICK:
No, no, no, no, no!
She requires silence!
Who?
Stella!
She's on her way.
Actually I think
she's just arrived.
Sorry for the racket.
I'll have the bar
cleared out in an instant.
Has Bo returned?
She's on her
way as we speak.
Good.
Let's prepare for her test.
The threshold, it's
in your office, right?
Yes!
Of course.
My office.
Just the two of us.
Perfect.
Trick?
I hope you haven't
misjudged me.
Sometimes
even I like it loud.
[Chuckling]
I knew she was Trick bait
as soon as I saw her.
Trick bait?
You're crazy.
That no-nonsense
ball-buster thing
she's got going on?
That's like crack to you.
I'm in trouble,
aren't I?
But you have no reason to keep
your feelings under wraps.
Enjoy.
Aren't you going
to wait for Bo?
I'd just be
in the way.
Salutations, from the
Grimley Cherry Festival!
Thank you!
How'd it go?
Did you grant forgiveness?
Oh, I forgave someone.
Let's just hope I passed
Stella's little riddle--
As long as you allow
yourself to merge body
and spirit in a
state of oneness...
Yes, Mrs. Miagi.
So what happens
when I pass?
When you're ready
to enter the temple--
What--
There's a temple?
The Rites
of Passage vary.
Some physical,
some psychological.
It's different
for each Fae.
Which is why
time is of the essence.
Then let's cut
to the chase.
You did it!
I did it!
I did! I did!
Look! Look!
I just successfully merged
action and awareness!
I'm so proud of you!
So this temple
that you speak of--
Is there a dress code?
Do they take reservations?
You've performed
one simple task.
Now, the real
training begins.
Crossing the threshold
only allows you access
to the temple.
Where the most
gruelling challenges
of your life await you.
Oh, crud.
--Hey.
--Hey! How'd it go?
Great!
Trick's gonna set up
a trust for my Mom.
She'll be
taken care of.
Wicked.
Can Trick set
me up a trust?
Oh, and I crossed
the threshold!
I mean, there's still
tons more training
and there's
a temple, but--
Come again?
I feel better than I have
in a really long time.
Thanks again
for coming.
Of course.
My goodness, it was
godly farm-fed fun!
Kenzi, you can't keep
hiding behind your jokes.
Sure I can.
I'm worried
about you.
I'm just glad to be home.
With you.
But I can't talk
about it yet.
Okay...
Then let's talk
about something else.
Kenzi, why did you
go see the Norn?
♪