Nancy Drew (2019–…): Season 4, Episode 7 - The Reaping of Hollow Oak - full transcript

Ugh, how could you?

This is so good it makes me
like you more.

Well, next time I'll dial down
the effort to impress you.

You been up to
anything exciting?

Um...

Uh, I-I did help
a friend with a...

spider situation.

You do spiders?

I'll take out every
fly in your orbit

if I never have to face another arachnid.

Done.



But, uh, really,

what have you been up to?

I'm thinking about
running for town council.

You'd be great for
that open spot.

Do you know why Brie
Fortfield resigned?

No. No.

No. No, I have... I haven't

heard anything.

Excuse me.

♪ If all this is over, let's
get back to our ways... ♪

I walked in on Nancy
dancing with Tristan.

But I can't be upset
because I called it off.

Shoes off. I just
washed the floor.

Hello.



Breakups suck.

You can't control how
you feel, -

just what you do

- with those feelings.
- What I did was release Chunky.

It's the ferret that
Nancy was looking for.

'Cause I wanted to
be free, like him.

Wait, you trapped and released

- Chunky after all that?
- Yes.

Does Nancy know?

No.

And I think that's
the only thing

that could make
me feel worse now.

Hi, good morning.

We need to find the black door

that Brie's dad used to cover up

Jim Stanley's death and
"make it all go away."

I can't
do this right now.

Is it because of Ace?

Did he see
me dance with Tristan?

Is he upset? Is he in here?

I'm on a date.

Hi. Jade.

I'm Nancy. Nice to meet you.

Jade. Which you know.

Were you talking about
former Councilwoman Brie?

Is this for Nick's campaign?

No, no.

Nancy and Ace are leaving.

I mean, it's a kind
of an emergency.

I'll just make coffee. Ace?

Nick, I want to get
to know you, but, um,

not if you're involved
in something shady.

It's not shady the
way you're thinking.

It's j-it's just...

complicated.

That's a shame.

How was your night?

Uneventful.

Sorry I barged in.

We need to act now if we're
gonna find the black door.

I couldn't sleep last
night and I realized that

the creature from the woods

has to be responsible for
the supernatural cover-ups.

It was dripping the
same black sludge

that the corpses regurgitated.

The sludge that allows people
to remember erased crimes.

At least you didn't say
that in front of Jade.

What if the creature

stored its erased-crime sludge

inside the Late Eight
and then killed them?

All their deaths are
20-something years apart.

And India, the last
victim, died in '98.

You're saying it's
time for a new victim.

Right. Not to mention,

the creature is
still erasing crimes.

Once it covers something up,

there's no way for
us to get justice.

Uh, we can't let
that happen again.

Do you think
the black door

is how Brie's dad
and Judge Abbott

- summoned the creature?
- Yes.

Find the door,
stop the creature.

Abbott's MIA, so we need
to talk to Brie's dad, Ron,

who died recently.

Well, that smells like a séance.

Sounds like a Bess problem.

According to Bess, the
moon is in prime orbit

for communing with
the dead tonight.

So we need something that
Ron touched before he died

in order to make contact.

You know Brie the best.

No, I can't ask her.
I made her resign.

But if anyone can win
her over, it's you.

You're the calm
and collected one.

No, I'm not.

Not always.

We are on the 10-yard
line of this case.

It's time for us to send in our MVP.

Nick-er-son.

- Nick-er-son!
- Really?

- That's you. Feels good.
- Nick-er-son! - Stop,

stop, stop. Okay,
fine, I'll do it.

Okay, defense
for breaking into

the historical society. Go.

Okay.

So... the truth
is it all started

with a portal to a ghost
prom in the 1970s...

Okay, stop.

I can only know the truth
that I can say in court...

that does not reference
the supernatural.

Especially with the Families
For Truth in History

coming after you.

Right? Yes. So,

- try again.
- Uh,

- there was a spider bite.
- Yes!

- Yes.
- Yes.

We had to break into
the historical society

to save a life from a supern...

super big spider.

Okay. Okay.

Deadly spider bite is good.
It's a necessity defense.

Okay, what's on
the board, George?

Voilà.

Oh...

That's a lot.

So good.

Let's start fresh.

Wh...

I... Well, I'll-I'll just...

text it you, just in case.

Hey.

What'd I miss?

Question.

The Families for
Truth in History

got the historical society
locked up pretty quickly.

- Is that normally a speedy process?
- No.

It isn't. It usually
takes a few days.

They greased some wheels.

Sounds like a move
my dad would make.

You know, Chief Lovett
has been on my back.

You think she's
working with the FFTH?

Look, I've been
sharpening my investigative skills

with my relic hunting. I can

- dig into her next. - Great.
- Well, just

be careful, okay?

Don't worry, they
gave me napkins.

No salsa? What?! Come on.

- I got to talk to Tim about this.
- Oh, that's tragic.

Brie's dad, Ron Fortfield,

died of cardiac arrest.

When she found him, he had
some books out and this.

He loved vintage board games.

See? Nickerson
comes through again.

Hey, Darlene
Fowler lent us

her extinct carrier
pigeon feather.

It's like a cell phone
tower for human spirits.

It'll assure we talk to Ron

and not to something else.

Come a long way since
our first séance.

Yeah, and
now you got a group

of angry parents
coming after you.

Bess, are you sure that you
should be doing this today?

Yeah. No, I'm
not backing down.

Okay.

We summon the spirit

of Ron Fortfield to commune.

We sense you, Ron. Come forth.

Tell us the location
of the black door.

We've made contact.

What you got, Ron?

What?

No, feather, come on.

Okay, something is-is
holding Ron back.

He can't communicate.

Well, we did our best.

I'm gonna find Jade, try
to save our relationship

- and return this game to Brie.
- No, no, wait.

What if there's a clue in here

as to why we can't reach Ron?

Well, I'm out. It's
been real, though.

I hate board games.

There's always so many rules.

Not this one.

The instruction manual is...

blank pages.

Nice.

Hey.

Last night, I heard
Florence outside.

I know you were here when
I was dancing with Tristan.

I'm good.

Tristan and I went through

an intense experience,
and I don't know

what that means or
how I-I feel about it,

but I wanted to be honest.

I'm sorry.

This is what we agreed to do.

Move on. So, it's fine.

- Welcome to Grim Night.
- Hello?

Uh, who said that?

Uh, the board just
set itself up.

Also, it added our
names to the pieces.

Don't...

The
Grims are awakening.

Are those things coming for us?

I guess it
wants us to play?

I should have just left
and taken the game with me.

That would have been
the responsible move.

Agreed. Bess has to be at
the station in an hour.

Okay, everyone, the
instructions have arrived.

"Grims and their legion
of Shades have descended

"on the town of Hollow Oak

to reap souls."

It's no Monopoly.

"Roll the dice and draw cards

"to get to the graveyard first.

"But beware, the Grims will
come to collect the souls

"of those who don't prevail.

Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha."

Hmm?

No, it actually says
"mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha."

The '80s were a little extra.

Aah!

What is it, Nancy,
what do you see?

No, watch out, watch out,
watch out. It just wants me.

Wh-What wants you?

That's one way to
eat your words.

Really leaning into
the '80s vibe, huh?

Okay, what just happened?

That th...

that thing just attacked me.

It was one of the-the Shades

in the instructions
came to life.

I hit it with some books and
it vanished and left behind

- this token?
- Okay,

the manual says,
"Grims have existed

"for thousands of years.

Their sole purpose
is to collect souls."

Wordplay. So '80s.

"Shades are their lackeys.

They hunt the souls
for the Grims to take."

I'm gonna
go out on a limb

and guess Ron didn't
just happen to die

- while playing this game.
- Yeah.

I cosign that the
game killed Ron.

So, what, did the
Grims collect his soul?

What did they... what
did they do with it?

Well, Ron's soul is-is
probably trapped somewhere,

tethered to this game.

We need to focus on
finding Ron's soul

and free it so he can tell
us about the black door.

We need to focus on
getting through this alive.

And finishing
in time for Bess

to get back and
give her statement.

Well, there is no
statement if she's dead.

Do the-do the rules
say anything about

why we could all see the Grims?

Only Nancy can see the Shade.

It only came after her.

It says Grim visions are
shared by all players.

"However, Shades
appear only to those

"who draw a Shade card.

Uh, "solve the riddle
to banish the Shade

"and receive one token.

Fail, and your
game is over." Fun.

Makes sense the instructions
only reveal themselves

after you started playing,
otherwise, who would play this?

I got a token, but I
didn't solve a riddle.

I'll check.

What's that noise?

- What noise?
- Do you hear it?

No.

Nick?

Nick, what's going on?!

What's happening? Quick!

- Um...
- I'm wrapped some kind of rope.

Can't breathe.

"The game
must be played.

"An hourglass keeps
time between turns.

Wait too long and you
will be all tied up."

- Quick.
- Ace is next in line.

You roll. It's your
turn. Go, go, go.

Well, if the game
must be played...

♪ This is a serious song ♪

♪ We can't go wrong ♪

♪ It's just about
boys and girls ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ This is a serious song... ♪

Okay, okay.

"Find a lock that has no key."

Uh... a lock of hair.

Solved it.

Possibly I didn't.

It must be more than just
saying it. Get the hair?

The
Grims are getting hungry.

♪ It's serious ♪

♪ To me... ♪

Want to go, thing?

"Shoplifter alert.

There's no excuse for
this kind of markdown."

Five-finger discount.

George, I think you
need to take it...

♪ To dance... ♪

Sick.

♪ A melody ♪

♪ This is a serious song... ♪

"An ornate 12-inch job"?

Fancy footwork.

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ This is a serious song ♪

♪ You know, we can't go wrong ♪

♪ Because it's just
about boys and girls... ♪

Watch these moves.

Nice.

"Go forward 12 spaces
and skip your next turn

or go back 12 spaces and
draw no card next turn."

Hey, perfect timing.
You need to go

give your statement.
End the game.

- Why are you hesitating?
- Well, if I win,

then Ron's soul stays trapped

and we don't find
the black door.

I say we keep looking,

but it has to be a
unanimous decision.

We don't know
where Ron's soul is

or how bad this
thing's gonna get.

I vote we end the game.

We all got that vision
of the Grims, right?

The leader was holding
a glowing globe.

So if Grims collect souls,
they must keep them close.

What if that globe is more
than just dramatic lighting?

Seems like a decent
place to store a soul.

Soul globe. How do we get it?

We keep playing.

Until we figure that out.

You should have enough time
to go make your statement

- and get back before your next turn.
- Should?!

The game almost killed me
when I took too long to roll.

I think we're being a
little bit cavalier here.

Well, then, maybe
we go with Bess.

Bring the game into
town and play it there.

No, no, no, no,
we're not bringing

a super-supernatural
game into town.

It's-it's not a
good look for me.

Not today.

Okay. Well, we have
to make a decision

or the game will attack Bess.

I'm in, as long as
we move this along

in a calm and collected way.

Nick-er-son.

That-that won't work.

- Nick-er-son!
- It's not gonna work again.

Nick-er-son! Nick-er-son!

- Okay. Okay, fine.
- Yes. Yes!

Whatever. Whatever.

- Let's go.
- Goodness.

I have a theory. Grims
come at the end of the game

to collect marked souls.

If one of us gets marked,

the others can end the game,

take out the Grims,

and then break their soul globe.

Use one of us as bait?

No. No. Look, look,

I'll-I'll look into where
this game came from.

There's got to be
a move that doesn't

put us in... more jeopardy.

Oh.

Jade agreed to meet me
tonight so we can talk.

See?

It'll all work out.
You're a great talker.

Oh, uh, invoice from
the exterminator.

You didn't tell me you
sprang for the humane trap.

Hold that thought.

Hey, Carson. Bess
is on her way.

Just Bess? You're not coming?

This is about
earlier. I knew it.

- What?
- I shouldn't have erased

your work from the board.

I'm really sorry.

Whatever. It's
fine. I got to go.

Look, just wait, wait, wait.

Just give me a second, okay?

I should tell you...

I'm dyslexic.

My brain processes
the world differently.

When I saw your notes
all over the board,

it was hard for me to grasp.

It takes me longer to
decode information.

I needed to write
it out in a way

that made sense to me.

And I should have thought
about how that affected you.

And I didn't.

What happened to your finger?

Nothing.

Two canine puncture marks,

a premolar indentation,

and two incisors ten
millimeters apart.

- Nancy...
- That's a ferret bite.

I spent hours looking at

diagrams of their teeth.

I was hoping to find
Chunky's traces. And now Nick

is suddenly humanely
trapping vermin

at the Claw.

You caught Chunky
Velez, didn't you?

That's why you were
here last night.

Because you brought
Chunky to me,

-and then you saw
me -Thank you for

- dancing with Tristan.
- Letting me know, Carson.

I got to go. Bye.

Bye.

So you

let a beloved,

domesticated ferret go!

He chose to be free twice.

Look.

It's my turn.

Time to roll.

"This too shall pass.

"Pass your dice to the player

"closest to you
on the board or...

they will pass."

- Bess.
- Bess.

So much for not bringing
this game into town.

We got to hurry.

So, we were taking a stroll,

and... and, um, a
spider bit Nancy.

Uh, she'd walked into
a web, and the bite was

absolutely repulsive,

like it had a life of its own.

Just...

Why not go to the hospital?
Why the historical society?

Um, because there was no time.

We were close to the
historical society,

and I knew I had emergency
antivenom inside.

Well,
imagine my surprise

when the door was padlocked

with all my belongings inside.

And Nancy was in dire need.

She was going into shock,

and the spider venom
was overcoming her.

Is everything all right?
You seem out of sorts.

Yeah. Well, this
is how Nancy was.

She was out of sorts.
There were no sorts.

Agony! Sh-She was in agony.

So I had no choice

- but to break in and save her.
- Yeah. So-so...

so, in-in summation,
to save a life,

Bess had no legal alternative

- but to break into the historical society.
- No.

Not buying it. The breaking
and entering charge stands.

- Oh...
- Well, I spoke to Judge Goodman.

The temporary restraining
order expired after 24 hours,

so you can't keep Bess out
of the historical society.

I can, because I've just
declared it a crime scene.

That seems retaliatory.

Hey. Hey, I'm here
to pick up Bess.

Are you sure
you're being impartial?

Yes. Completely.

Okay, so, uh, can I
take her home now?

Yes, yes. Please. Go ahead.
You two go, I'll wrap up here.

He-Here we go. Okay.-

Thank you. Thank you. So
sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Thank you. Bye.

Sorry it took so
long to get to you.

There is a
Shade here with a crossbow.

Hell, I must have
drawn a riddle card.

It's fine.

Uh, we're good.

She just saw a bee.

Nick...

Oh, that bee really
likes you, huh?

Nancy says the answer to
the riddle is "bull's eye."

You need its eye.

Player eliminated.

Don't want anything

flying in here.

Mm. She's
still breathing.

Supernatural coma?

The Grims will come for
Bess at the end of the game,

so no one land on the graveyard

until we know how
to defeat them.

Okay, that should
buy us some time.

I did some digging.

This isn't the first '80s toy

with haunted qualities.

Deadly one-of-a-kind,
uh, kids' objects,

each with different
supernatural entities

tethered to them, were
snuck onto shelves

all over New England.

The mystery remains unsolved.

It's like when bottles
of painkiller were laced

with cyanide in Chicago
in 1982. People died.

Some nut laced toys with evil?
That's what we're up against?

Well, I'm running a fresh
search cross-referencing

Grims, Shades, soul globes,

haunted toys, weaknesses...

Whoever did this
must have overpowered

a host of ancient
soul collectors

and all those Shades, somehow,
to get them into the game.

Silver. Got a hit.

According to a source,
antimicrobial properties

of silver were once used to
ward off Grims and Shades.

With enough silver,
you're able to

weaken the entities
enough to vanquish them.

Can we trust one source, though?

Are there any other
mentions of silver and Grims

to back that up anywhere?

Did we ever figure out
if I solved a riddle

to send that first Shade away?

George, you were gonna
check that card, right?

I got distracted by
Nick's rope situation.

I forgot. I'll check now.

"The tasting tornado,
tired of its tepid tune,

tried to transcend its title,
and is now called a..."

Tongue twister. The
tongue twister's answer

is "tongue twister". But I
didn't take that Shade's tongue.

Then why did it leave?

I hit the mohawk Shade.
It didn't go anywhere.

A silver candlestick
hit its leg.

Must have weakened the
Shade. I sent it away easily.

Good enough for me.

We're going with
silver. It's all we got.

Well, thanks
for coming in.

- Of course.
- Heard you've been checking up on me.

Should I be flattered?
Am I being wooed?

Well, that's one
way to look at it.

- Oh.
- Impressive how it only took,

what-what was it, two
calls to get on your radar?

I moved here to help rebuild
a wholesome community

in the wake of a
terrible disaster.

Need to know if you're
gonna get in my way.

Your way.

Or... or is it the FFTH's way?

No, I'm my own
person, Mr. Hudson.

The Families for
Truth in History

isn't within my purview.

Great. Then how about
you let Bess Marvin

back in to the
historical society?

Why would I do that?

Because. Because I know
that you were involved

in a hit and run accident
in, um, what was it, 2009?

That was my neighbor's cat.

We worked it out, but nice try.

That was a good try. It was.

And I-I also know that, um,

you took an extended

leave of absence
from work in 2016.

Yeah. Now...

I can find out why.

My father's still in prison,
but he's still connected.

Um, although, you know,
it's not really my style

to-to use his resources.

- But if you give me no choice...
- No reason for that.

Bess can move back into
the historical society.

I mean, not the wisest choice.

She's upset a lot of people.

Well, who amongst hasn't, right?

Hey.

Does it bother you when
Nick talks about Jade?

- Must be hard.
- Eh.

I mean, it gets easier.

Especially when you have
something to focus on,

like school, for me.

For you?

I have dead bodies
at the morgue.

Cool.

Yeah, they're great.

We push the Grims closer
to the silver with these.

Then, when they're
weak, we use the knives.

Why is it that we can
make a decisive plan

about how to battle
ancient Grims,

but we all fall apart when it
comes to our relationships?

Easy.

It's because of
battling ancient Grims.

If I stopped doing
things like this,

I wouldn't have to hide
part of my life from Jade.

Oh, okay. Next question.

Why-why do you have to hide it?

Because I really like them.

And because you're right.

I am calm and collected.

And it's one of the things
Jade likes best about me.

I want them to see this as a
viable relationship, and...

all of this makes me...

not viable.

Inching our way
to the graveyard.

I didn't plan to roll a three.

Let's just move our
pieces to the end.

If we're all in the
graveyard, we're all safe.

I love that idea.

- To the graveyard.
- No, no, no,

we definitely shouldn't cheat.

Players eliminated.

The final player
must face the Grims

as they enter your
world, visible to all.

Safe in the graveyard?

When have we ever been
safe in the graveyard?

Here we go.

It works.

You just won the silver.

♪ So now you're looking for ♪

♪ Someone to share the ride ♪

♪ This night you're ruling ♪

♪ You're hot,
you're on your own ♪

♪ Leave all your hates behind ♪

♪ Forget the life you've known ♪

♪ We want to feel it... ♪

Come and get it.

♪ Feel it now... ♪

Aah!

Jade.

- You came.
- What the actual hell?

Uh, you know how I said

the thing I couldn't
tell you was complicated?

I don't know what any of this is

and I clearly don't
know who you are,

but I don't want any part of it.

No, no, wait, wait, wait.
No. I can't just let you go.

Just wait here.

♪ There's just no
way to hide... ♪

Aah! What happened to them?

Uh, I'll explain later.

Stay there. Safest
place in The Claw.

Jade, I like you.
I like us.

That's why I couldn't
tell you about this.

You do know me.

Just not all of me.

♪ We want to feel it... ♪

Supernatural stuff?

I'm actively engaged.

The spider situation
I helped with?

We C-sectioned a sac of
ghost spiders out of Nancy.

I've fought a racist ghost,

erased my memory to
escape a Viking god,

and George...

had a spirit of a dead French
woman trapped inside of her

for most of our relationship.

In fact, as far as I can see,

the
supernatural ruins

every romantic
relationship it touches.

The reason they broke up...

Well, the reason they never
actually got together...

Ow... they...

have a death curse.

I don't want that for us.

Nick!

I'll serve you on
a silver platter!

♪ You need, I see ♪

♪ Electric in your eyes ♪

♪ You take what I make ♪

♪ And you're living lies... ♪

♪ We want to feel it... ♪

Go now! It's distracted!

I can't leave you like this.

And I can't beat this thing
if I'm worried about you.

Jade, go!

♪ Lite the nite ♪

♪ Lite the nite... ♪

♪ Lite the nite ♪

♪ Lite the nite ♪

♪ Lite the nite ♪

♪ Lite the nite ♪

♪ Lite the nite ♪

Don't let the door hit
you on the way out.

Wow. I really missed so much.

Discovering toys
laced with evil,

playing pirate to
gather all this silver,

Nick taking down
all those Grims.

At least my breakup
with Jade was memorable.

All right, so, we've
got the soul globe.

What do we do with it now?

Looks like it needs
a coin to operate it.

Or maybe a token.

Is someone there?

Please
help. Can you hear me?

- It's Ron.
- You freed the souls.

That's Ron's voice, right?

- He's escaping.
- Help, help me!

- Can you hear me?
- Ron! Where's the black door?!

Please tell us where
the black door is.

Can anyone hear me?

No!

Oh, God. The moon
must have shifted.

It's too late to
commune with the dead.

We'll have to wait
another month or so. I...

- Oh.
- This was all for nothing.

We're no closer to
finding the black door

or stopping the creature
from erasing crimes.

- Ron was our only lead.
- At least we freed

a bunch of trapped souls.
That's not nothing.

We also got
to see you as an

action hero. Or
the results of it.

Yeah.

Maybe don't hide that part
of yourself next time?

I'll take that into
full consideration.

I'm gonna do some
therapeutic cleaning.

You guys go. I-I got this.

Sorry about the mess, but at
least the fumigation's complete.

- Oh, thanks.
- You're welcome.

Rough night?

Okay, so,

I get why you had
to redo the board.

I organize my thoughts in
a very specific way, too.

It just looks more chaotic.

- We all have our methods.
- Hmm.

I'm pretty sure
that I have ADHD.

I was never diagnosed,

but in the fifth grade,

a teacher suggested
that I get tested.

My Aunt Mei chewed him out
and said that I was fine.

So... I thought
that a learning difference

was something to be ashamed of.

But then, you just, like...

owned your dyslexia.

I really had no idea.

Well, I've worked hard
to get to this place.

It's not always as
obvious as people think.

It's just the lens I
see everything through.

It's not a bad thing.

I like that.

It's the not talking about
it that makes it a bad thing.

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

Well, this is a mess.

What, The Claw or us?

You told me that you didn't
want to break our curse,

that you wanted us to go back
to how we were, as friends.

But as friends, we never
lied to each other.

Fine. Then maybe
we can't go back.

So what is it you want from me?

I want you to let me move on.

Because you broke my heart.

And now you won't even let me
try to put it back together.

I saw you dancing with
Tristan and it hurt.

I don't want to feel this
way, but I can't help it.

We can't do this to each
other. It's not fair.

I agree.

We'll take our space.

Just gonna grab
my silver and go.

I didn't think
I'd see you again.

Well, you finally opened up.

I thought I was...

protecting our relationship

by hiding the
supernatural from you.

I do this... hold myself back

in different parts of my life.

I was afraid that...

if I showed you all of me...

I wouldn't want to be with you.

Nick,

I saw you in your
element today, and...

it was everything.

Uh, you, uh, missed
a little goo.

We can, um, figure this out...

together.

I ain't afraid of no ghosts.

Well...

in the spirit

of being open...

I really want to
kiss you right now.

And I really...

want you to.

There's something
in Lovett's past

that she doesn't want
us to know about.

Definitely. Thanks
for pulling an Everett

- to get those locks off.
- Of course.

Oh, my God.

My God.

They've laid the horseshoes out

like our historical
society sign.

They're threatening me.

Yeah, Lovett did mention
people wouldn't be too thrilled

about you being back.

Right.

Well... game on,

you supernatural prudes.

Where did you go, Ron?

Can't find you!

- Ron?
- Can you hear me?

Are you here? Can you tell me

where to find the black door?

Here! Here! In here!

Bess.

I think Ron found a way to tell
us where the black door is.

Town hall.

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