Stargirl (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 4 - Frenemies - Chapter Four: The Evidence - full transcript
- Is everything okay?
- I have to go.
It's time to tell you
the truth about your family.
I wish to know the name
of the killer of The Gambler.
"The killer has many names!"
What the hell does that mean?
Your wife is
in Melody Hills, Indiana.
Did you know she was pregnant
when everyone thought you died?
Read the new proposal.
- Yeah?
- No.
Who's that geek?
He's the reason
I will be staying up late
doing this proposal.
Hi, Tim.
We need to talk
about a friend of mine...
one that you're going
to be a lot nicer to.
Apparently The Gambler's been
blackmailing someone, but...
- Huh.
- You don't seem surprised.
She's a walking
science experiment.
Who knows what else
she's done to change herself?
There must be something
at the crime scene
that we all overlooked.
No. It's not my turn with you.
Aah!
You're learning, is all.
It takes time,
Cameron, to control it,
but you will.
Are you serious right now?
Hey.
What are you... Aah!
Ow.
Well...
what are we doing here?
Hello?
Oh, my God.
Sylvester.
He's unresponsive,
but he's stable.
There are large
contusions across his body,
and on his back,
an unusual puncture wound.
Like the one that went
through The Gambler's heart?
What was it from?
I don't know for sure.
I don't think the police will
blame this on a freak tornado.
I reported his injuries as
consistent with a hit-and-run.
That's good...
right?
Well, uh, now the police
will be looking for a driver.
Oh.
What should I have said?
"He hit a tree."
That worked for me before.
Don't worry.
We'll... we'll take care of it.
James and I got so caught up
in the adventure of it all,
so proud of Beth
for becoming Dr. Mid-Nite.
But there's a cost to it.
Sometimes there is, yeah.
- I'm gonna go call her.
- Okay.
Pat?
Why would he go out there alone
and not tell anyone?
Because he's Sylvester.
It's just how he does things.
But without the staff?
It wasn't his turn
to be Starman.
He was trying to do
the right thing.
But was it?
Hopefully we'll know
more when he wakes up.
This isn't about who killed
The Gambler anymore, Yolanda.
It's about who almost
killed Starman.
Do you think they're
targeting the rest of us now?
Maybe it's an old JSA enemy
like Eclipso.
- Yolanda?
- I got to go.
Okay, bye.
Who were you just talking to
this late?
It was Maria.
She was asking if I could work
a shift tomorrow night.
It's a school night, Yolanda.
I know, but it'll only be
for a few hours.
Please?
I would have never let
you take that job back
if your father hadn't lost his.
Tips go to your college fund.
I know.
Keep your room clean.
We have a realtor
coming over tomorrow.
Okay, Mom.
Ow.
Sylvester?
You were attacked.
Yeah, kid.
I remember.
Okay, well, who... who did it?
I don't know.
Didn't see them...
coming or going.
Nothing like a...
ambush to make you feel
like a rookie.
Hmm.
Though...
I can now...
confirm personally that...
yes, our killer is, in fact...
very strong.
What were you doing
at the trailer park?
Once the leads had dried up,
I went out looking
for new clues.
I figured...
criminal always comes back
to the scene of the crime.
Just didn't think
it would be that very moment.
Well, why didn't you take
the staff?
A deal's a deal, kid.
It wasn't my turn.
We have to rethink
our agreement.
Oh...
getting jumped like that...
I should be rethinking
a lot of things.
If I'm not around
and you need the staff,
next time take it.
That should go both ways,
then, right?
We're gonna find out
who did this.
I called someone who
can hopefully help with that.
Hello, Sylvester.
What's up, Doc?
It's good to see you again,
old friend.
Now let's have
a look at your injuries.
Sorry.
I've felt worse.
Hell, I've been dead.
Your wounds.
I don't understand it, but...
it's astounding.
You're healing remarkably fast.
Hmm.
What is it, Doc?
I think I finally understand
how you came back
to the land of the living.
Enlighten me.
That's exactly what I think
the staff did, Sylvester.
It imbued you
with its cosmic energy
when you died.
I'm guessing that energy is
what healed you over the years
while you were in
some kind of stasis.
Even now, I'd theorize
long-term exposure to the staff
has altered your physiology...
like Alan's daughter,
who was imbued
with the power of his ring.
Jennie became a living lantern.
So...
you're saying
I'm a living cosmic staff?
Not quite.
Your body is processing
the energy from the staff,
absorbing it, not generating it
like Alan's daughter.
Oh.
Hey, um...
uh, how's your son?
Um...
Stanley keeps Myra and me
on our toes.
Along with the clinic,
I'm plenty busy.
You don't miss
being Dr. Mid-Nite?
I've gotten more satisfaction
from passing my mantle on
to Beth Chapel,
to the next generation.
Under Pat's mentorship,
they are in good hands.
I haven't, uh, passed mine on
so much as passed
it back and forth.
But...
I'm glad you're happy, Doc...
especially after everything.
You've been through a lot, too.
Are you happy, Sylvester?
Anything, Beth?
Nope.
Nothing, like, at all.
There isn't a single strand
or drop of blood,
as if someone wiped it clean
since Sylvester was here.
'Cause someone probably did.
Hey, whoever did this
isn't stupid.
"Whoever" meaning you?
If it were me, I wouldn't
have let Sylvester live.
Just being honest.
I think we've hit
a dead end, Court.
Again?
Wait.
I've got something.
A single skin cell.
It's got the goggles
all worked up.
I guess I almost missed it.
It doesn't belong to Starman.
Then it belongs
to whoever attacked him.
It's hot.
It's tea, to calm you,
so you can try again.
About my art.
It needs to be put away,
Cameron,
just for now.
You got fresh sheets now,
and, uh, we restocked
your fridge.
Oh.
With what?
Juice.
Yeah, Dr. McNider said to
stay away from alcohol.
This day keeps getting better.
Where is she?
Courtney and the others are
out looking for your attacker.
Oh, great.
So the kids
are cleaning up my mess.
There's no mess here,
Sylvester, all right?
Look, I've never been
ambushed in all my years.
Then I come
to this little town and...
get my ass kicked.
Hey.
You got to remember
that Blue Valley...
it ain't
like every other community.
Courtney was doing well here.
Then I come along
and make her share the staff
instead of doing
the dignified thing,
which is moving on like McNider.
I mean, McNider's a doctor.
He's got a wife and a kid.
Me...
I don't have a career
or a family.
Listen, you've chosen
to spend your life
protecting other people.
Not everyone would make
that choice, right?
Hmm.
Sorry.
And you do have a family,
all right?
And we're all right here.
I know you said to try
and be a better Starman.
These last few days,
I don't know if I should even
be Starman anymore.
Come on...
you're a legend.
The DNA...
it's not human or identifiable.
So now we don't know anything.
What is it, Chuck?
I seem to recall a result
like this once before...
One of Pat's old enemies...
one of ours...
and yours.
Who?
Beth...
It's Cindy's father.
Dragon King.
Hey, Prairie Dogs, remember
to pick up your spirit banners
from the student store
by the end of the day.
So Dragon King is
the prime suspect now?
I thought Cindy killed him.
Pat said Dr. Ito experimented
so much on himself,
he might be unkillable.
- That's impossible.
Dr. McNider said
the same thing.
We need to warn Cindy
her dad might be back.
What if she's working with him?
She would never do that.
She literally just did,
last year.
I never told you everything
that happened
in the Shadowlands.
When I was trapped
there with Cindy...
What?
I could see Cindy's childhood,
like I was living it, too.
Her dad never treated her
like a daughter.
She was his lab rat...
a lifetime full of abuse.
And now she's finally free.
She would never
work with him again.
If Dragon King is still alive,
maybe he came back
to Blue Valley for her.
Has anyone seen Cindy today?
Now your mom's a suspect.
I'm telling you... Dragon King?
It all makes sense.
Cindy Burman's dad?
The guy with the reptile skin
and the big sharp teeth?
I never saw him,
but that's got to be
an exaggeration, right?
You know...
he could still be
in the tunnels.
Under Blue Valley?
Right now?
Maybe The Gambler found out,
and... and that's
why he got offed.
We should check.
- I'm not going down there.
- Come on, man.
This is our chance
to finally solve this mystery
before school gets out
and before Courtney
and the others do.
Since when has this been
a competition?
Since no one takes us
seriously, Jakeem.
I say we ditch P.E.
and we go get S.T.R.I.P.E.
I thought your dad hid the keys.
Yeah, but you can wish for them.
I wonder which key it is.
Blue Valley needs this park.
With more families than ever
making our town their home,
they need a safe place
to take their children.
And we have a new playground,
an outdoor auditorium.
It's wonderful.
Excuse me?
You got my vote, Babs.
Babs-olutely.
So, any project she's for,
I'm obviously supportive of.
So, who's with me?
Ah...
Put your hand up.
Push that paperwork through,
if you could, immediately,
so...
Well...
can I get you a coffee?
After all that hard work
you've done, you deserve it,
so...
Okay.
- Two sugars and a milk, right?
- Mm-hmm.
So... so good.
Congrats, Barbara.
Eeh... you're the best
in the world.
Oh, Paula.
Hi.
How's your day, Barbara?
Good, I hope.
Uh, Any problem
with that new manager?
What was his name, again?
Todd or Tom?
Tim, Tim. No.
Actually, he voted
for my project this time.
Really?
That's terrific.
- Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Oh.
Um, I got you a gift
for helping me out
so much this week.
You really didn't have to.
Honestly, I did...
Oh, whoa.
I made it myself.
You did?
To show you how much I care...
really.
It's beautiful.
I love it.
I knew it.
You a bounty hunter?
Man's got to do something
for a living these days.
Dyin' ain't much
of a livin', boy.
Oh, no, no, no.
I say, "Dyin' ain't
much of a livin', boy."
Oh, okay.
So... so what do I say?
Oh, you don't say anything.
You just look scared like him.
Oh, so you're Clint,
and I'm this other guy.
The guy who's about to get shot.
Oh, here we go.
You know, this isn't necessary.
You can just ride on.
Great.
That's so great.
Knock, knock.
Door was open.
What are you doing here?
Ah!
I heard what happened.
Sucker punch, huh?
Wasn't us.
- I know.
You don't hit that hard.
Hey, we hit plenty hard.
Just take it easy.
What do you want, Sportsmaster?
I just brought by
a neighborly sixer.
Thought you could use it.
Real nice of you,
but Doc said no alcohol.
But thank you.
I used to knock back a few
back when you'd kick my ass.
Hey, look,
I'm man enough to admit,
back in the day, when
the wife and I pulled a job,
Starman was the last one
we'd want to see.
Your right hook's a killer.
Anyway...
cheers.
Hey.
You want one?
We're actually watching
"Josey Wales," if...
I don't know.
- The outlaw?
Hoo!
I'm in!
Cameron?
Courtney.
What are you doing?
I'm quitting art class.
Why?
- I can't do this anymore.
It's time to admit
that the artistic side of me
is... is gone.
It's not gone.
You love art.
Look, you... you've just been
through so much.
And if anything's
going to help you heal,
it's going to be
the things that you love.
Courtney, please.
- Let me help you.
- You can't help me.
- I can.
- You can't.
- It's okay.
- Aah!
Are you okay?
Are you?
You're not scared?
I'm feeling a bunch of stuff.
Cameron...
My grandparents
call it cryokinesis.
What is that exactly?
A gift.
my family has had it
for generations.
They used it to help people.
My grandfather and grandmother
want me to do the same...
to carry on
my dad's legacy, and...
I don't know what that means.
I know this must sound insane
to someone like you.
Like me?
Normal.
Cameron, your father...
His death wasn't an accident.
He was killed.
What?
How?
They won't tell me.
But I know he died
trying to help people.
This is why
I was avoiding you before.
I...
I could really hurt you,
Courtney.
I'm not afraid.
- There you are.
- Hey.
Just getting some air.
Yeah, Crusher's, uh,
doing one-armed push-ups
to work off the carbs.
He actually thinks
I'm still down there.
Guy's a maniac.
It's funny.
He was...
he was calling you maniac,
and you're calling him a maniac.
And it's not funny 'cause
you're right... he is crazy.
You're looking better.
How you feeling?
Well, not as good
as back when I first got
the staff from Ted.
Yeah.
Those were unforgettable times.
I hear ya.
Is there anything sadder
than an old man
clinging to his glory days?
Glory days, right?
I mean, hell, even bad guys
like Crock have moved on...
Which...
Which is why I think
I should leave Starman
where he was great...
in past...
once and for all.
Since I got here,
all I've done is screw up.
Hey.
Sure, you...
you made some mistakes.
There have been
a few transgressions.
I mean, you destroyed
the supermarket.
You got Courtney to skip school.
You tried to murder
The Shade, Paula, Crusher...
- Okay, okay.
- And Steve Sharpe... Right.
And don't take
this the wrong way,
but watching you screw up...
I think it's finally helped her
understand the importance
of balance in her life,
you know?
Well, I'm glad
I could be a bad example.
You can be a good one, too...
to Courtney and all these kids.
A mentor, like you?
Why not?
Think about it.
Hold on.
Ahh.
- What's this?
Oh, I don't know.
Got to check it out.
I got that.
Oh, yeah.
I don't know, Pat.
Hey...
if I ain't retiring yet,
neither are you.
Okay.
- You in?
- Let's do this.
Yeah.
- Hello?
- Hey.
Hi.
Um, is Courtney here?
- No.
We've been calling her.
What's going on?
Beth and Dr. McNider found
evidence that Dragon King
was the one that attacked you.
What?
We think he's back.
He may be in the tunnels
under Blue Valley.
We were gonna check.
I'll come.
Okay, cool.
Yeah, great.
Let me suit up.
So the mural was the last
thing I was able to paint
before my hands stopped working.
Have you ever tried
using this gift
like you do your art?
What do you mean?
Well, you express yourself
so beautifully
through color and paint.
Can you do it through the ice?
You mean express how I feel?
I could've really hurt you,
Courtney.
Because you were alone
and afraid.
You're not alone now.
How can you be so calm
about all this?
No.
It's too dangerous.
Only if you let it be.
How do you know?
Because I know you.
And you're sweet...
and kind and... and thoughtful.
Someone once told me
that emotion is what fuels us.
It affects everything we do
and how we do it.
And by embracing the love
and... and hope
I had for the people
I care about, it worked.
Okay.
Think of all the love you have
for your mom and dad
and what they mean to you.
Let your gift out feeling that.
I don't want to hurt you again.
You won't.
It's magical.
Like you.
A single skin cell...
it's got the goggles
all worked up.
I guess I almost missed it.
Aah!
Greg, move your head.
- I have to go.
It's time to tell you
the truth about your family.
I wish to know the name
of the killer of The Gambler.
"The killer has many names!"
What the hell does that mean?
Your wife is
in Melody Hills, Indiana.
Did you know she was pregnant
when everyone thought you died?
Read the new proposal.
- Yeah?
- No.
Who's that geek?
He's the reason
I will be staying up late
doing this proposal.
Hi, Tim.
We need to talk
about a friend of mine...
one that you're going
to be a lot nicer to.
Apparently The Gambler's been
blackmailing someone, but...
- Huh.
- You don't seem surprised.
She's a walking
science experiment.
Who knows what else
she's done to change herself?
There must be something
at the crime scene
that we all overlooked.
No. It's not my turn with you.
Aah!
You're learning, is all.
It takes time,
Cameron, to control it,
but you will.
Are you serious right now?
Hey.
What are you... Aah!
Ow.
Well...
what are we doing here?
Hello?
Oh, my God.
Sylvester.
He's unresponsive,
but he's stable.
There are large
contusions across his body,
and on his back,
an unusual puncture wound.
Like the one that went
through The Gambler's heart?
What was it from?
I don't know for sure.
I don't think the police will
blame this on a freak tornado.
I reported his injuries as
consistent with a hit-and-run.
That's good...
right?
Well, uh, now the police
will be looking for a driver.
Oh.
What should I have said?
"He hit a tree."
That worked for me before.
Don't worry.
We'll... we'll take care of it.
James and I got so caught up
in the adventure of it all,
so proud of Beth
for becoming Dr. Mid-Nite.
But there's a cost to it.
Sometimes there is, yeah.
- I'm gonna go call her.
- Okay.
Pat?
Why would he go out there alone
and not tell anyone?
Because he's Sylvester.
It's just how he does things.
But without the staff?
It wasn't his turn
to be Starman.
He was trying to do
the right thing.
But was it?
Hopefully we'll know
more when he wakes up.
This isn't about who killed
The Gambler anymore, Yolanda.
It's about who almost
killed Starman.
Do you think they're
targeting the rest of us now?
Maybe it's an old JSA enemy
like Eclipso.
- Yolanda?
- I got to go.
Okay, bye.
Who were you just talking to
this late?
It was Maria.
She was asking if I could work
a shift tomorrow night.
It's a school night, Yolanda.
I know, but it'll only be
for a few hours.
Please?
I would have never let
you take that job back
if your father hadn't lost his.
Tips go to your college fund.
I know.
Keep your room clean.
We have a realtor
coming over tomorrow.
Okay, Mom.
Ow.
Sylvester?
You were attacked.
Yeah, kid.
I remember.
Okay, well, who... who did it?
I don't know.
Didn't see them...
coming or going.
Nothing like a...
ambush to make you feel
like a rookie.
Hmm.
Though...
I can now...
confirm personally that...
yes, our killer is, in fact...
very strong.
What were you doing
at the trailer park?
Once the leads had dried up,
I went out looking
for new clues.
I figured...
criminal always comes back
to the scene of the crime.
Just didn't think
it would be that very moment.
Well, why didn't you take
the staff?
A deal's a deal, kid.
It wasn't my turn.
We have to rethink
our agreement.
Oh...
getting jumped like that...
I should be rethinking
a lot of things.
If I'm not around
and you need the staff,
next time take it.
That should go both ways,
then, right?
We're gonna find out
who did this.
I called someone who
can hopefully help with that.
Hello, Sylvester.
What's up, Doc?
It's good to see you again,
old friend.
Now let's have
a look at your injuries.
Sorry.
I've felt worse.
Hell, I've been dead.
Your wounds.
I don't understand it, but...
it's astounding.
You're healing remarkably fast.
Hmm.
What is it, Doc?
I think I finally understand
how you came back
to the land of the living.
Enlighten me.
That's exactly what I think
the staff did, Sylvester.
It imbued you
with its cosmic energy
when you died.
I'm guessing that energy is
what healed you over the years
while you were in
some kind of stasis.
Even now, I'd theorize
long-term exposure to the staff
has altered your physiology...
like Alan's daughter,
who was imbued
with the power of his ring.
Jennie became a living lantern.
So...
you're saying
I'm a living cosmic staff?
Not quite.
Your body is processing
the energy from the staff,
absorbing it, not generating it
like Alan's daughter.
Oh.
Hey, um...
uh, how's your son?
Um...
Stanley keeps Myra and me
on our toes.
Along with the clinic,
I'm plenty busy.
You don't miss
being Dr. Mid-Nite?
I've gotten more satisfaction
from passing my mantle on
to Beth Chapel,
to the next generation.
Under Pat's mentorship,
they are in good hands.
I haven't, uh, passed mine on
so much as passed
it back and forth.
But...
I'm glad you're happy, Doc...
especially after everything.
You've been through a lot, too.
Are you happy, Sylvester?
Anything, Beth?
Nope.
Nothing, like, at all.
There isn't a single strand
or drop of blood,
as if someone wiped it clean
since Sylvester was here.
'Cause someone probably did.
Hey, whoever did this
isn't stupid.
"Whoever" meaning you?
If it were me, I wouldn't
have let Sylvester live.
Just being honest.
I think we've hit
a dead end, Court.
Again?
Wait.
I've got something.
A single skin cell.
It's got the goggles
all worked up.
I guess I almost missed it.
It doesn't belong to Starman.
Then it belongs
to whoever attacked him.
It's hot.
It's tea, to calm you,
so you can try again.
About my art.
It needs to be put away,
Cameron,
just for now.
You got fresh sheets now,
and, uh, we restocked
your fridge.
Oh.
With what?
Juice.
Yeah, Dr. McNider said to
stay away from alcohol.
This day keeps getting better.
Where is she?
Courtney and the others are
out looking for your attacker.
Oh, great.
So the kids
are cleaning up my mess.
There's no mess here,
Sylvester, all right?
Look, I've never been
ambushed in all my years.
Then I come
to this little town and...
get my ass kicked.
Hey.
You got to remember
that Blue Valley...
it ain't
like every other community.
Courtney was doing well here.
Then I come along
and make her share the staff
instead of doing
the dignified thing,
which is moving on like McNider.
I mean, McNider's a doctor.
He's got a wife and a kid.
Me...
I don't have a career
or a family.
Listen, you've chosen
to spend your life
protecting other people.
Not everyone would make
that choice, right?
Hmm.
Sorry.
And you do have a family,
all right?
And we're all right here.
I know you said to try
and be a better Starman.
These last few days,
I don't know if I should even
be Starman anymore.
Come on...
you're a legend.
The DNA...
it's not human or identifiable.
So now we don't know anything.
What is it, Chuck?
I seem to recall a result
like this once before...
One of Pat's old enemies...
one of ours...
and yours.
Who?
Beth...
It's Cindy's father.
Dragon King.
Hey, Prairie Dogs, remember
to pick up your spirit banners
from the student store
by the end of the day.
So Dragon King is
the prime suspect now?
I thought Cindy killed him.
Pat said Dr. Ito experimented
so much on himself,
he might be unkillable.
- That's impossible.
Dr. McNider said
the same thing.
We need to warn Cindy
her dad might be back.
What if she's working with him?
She would never do that.
She literally just did,
last year.
I never told you everything
that happened
in the Shadowlands.
When I was trapped
there with Cindy...
What?
I could see Cindy's childhood,
like I was living it, too.
Her dad never treated her
like a daughter.
She was his lab rat...
a lifetime full of abuse.
And now she's finally free.
She would never
work with him again.
If Dragon King is still alive,
maybe he came back
to Blue Valley for her.
Has anyone seen Cindy today?
Now your mom's a suspect.
I'm telling you... Dragon King?
It all makes sense.
Cindy Burman's dad?
The guy with the reptile skin
and the big sharp teeth?
I never saw him,
but that's got to be
an exaggeration, right?
You know...
he could still be
in the tunnels.
Under Blue Valley?
Right now?
Maybe The Gambler found out,
and... and that's
why he got offed.
We should check.
- I'm not going down there.
- Come on, man.
This is our chance
to finally solve this mystery
before school gets out
and before Courtney
and the others do.
Since when has this been
a competition?
Since no one takes us
seriously, Jakeem.
I say we ditch P.E.
and we go get S.T.R.I.P.E.
I thought your dad hid the keys.
Yeah, but you can wish for them.
I wonder which key it is.
Blue Valley needs this park.
With more families than ever
making our town their home,
they need a safe place
to take their children.
And we have a new playground,
an outdoor auditorium.
It's wonderful.
Excuse me?
You got my vote, Babs.
Babs-olutely.
So, any project she's for,
I'm obviously supportive of.
So, who's with me?
Ah...
Put your hand up.
Push that paperwork through,
if you could, immediately,
so...
Well...
can I get you a coffee?
After all that hard work
you've done, you deserve it,
so...
Okay.
- Two sugars and a milk, right?
- Mm-hmm.
So... so good.
Congrats, Barbara.
Eeh... you're the best
in the world.
Oh, Paula.
Hi.
How's your day, Barbara?
Good, I hope.
Uh, Any problem
with that new manager?
What was his name, again?
Todd or Tom?
Tim, Tim. No.
Actually, he voted
for my project this time.
Really?
That's terrific.
- Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Oh.
Um, I got you a gift
for helping me out
so much this week.
You really didn't have to.
Honestly, I did...
Oh, whoa.
I made it myself.
You did?
To show you how much I care...
really.
It's beautiful.
I love it.
I knew it.
You a bounty hunter?
Man's got to do something
for a living these days.
Dyin' ain't much
of a livin', boy.
Oh, no, no, no.
I say, "Dyin' ain't
much of a livin', boy."
Oh, okay.
So... so what do I say?
Oh, you don't say anything.
You just look scared like him.
Oh, so you're Clint,
and I'm this other guy.
The guy who's about to get shot.
Oh, here we go.
You know, this isn't necessary.
You can just ride on.
Great.
That's so great.
Knock, knock.
Door was open.
What are you doing here?
Ah!
I heard what happened.
Sucker punch, huh?
Wasn't us.
- I know.
You don't hit that hard.
Hey, we hit plenty hard.
Just take it easy.
What do you want, Sportsmaster?
I just brought by
a neighborly sixer.
Thought you could use it.
Real nice of you,
but Doc said no alcohol.
But thank you.
I used to knock back a few
back when you'd kick my ass.
Hey, look,
I'm man enough to admit,
back in the day, when
the wife and I pulled a job,
Starman was the last one
we'd want to see.
Your right hook's a killer.
Anyway...
cheers.
Hey.
You want one?
We're actually watching
"Josey Wales," if...
I don't know.
- The outlaw?
Hoo!
I'm in!
Cameron?
Courtney.
What are you doing?
I'm quitting art class.
Why?
- I can't do this anymore.
It's time to admit
that the artistic side of me
is... is gone.
It's not gone.
You love art.
Look, you... you've just been
through so much.
And if anything's
going to help you heal,
it's going to be
the things that you love.
Courtney, please.
- Let me help you.
- You can't help me.
- I can.
- You can't.
- It's okay.
- Aah!
Are you okay?
Are you?
You're not scared?
I'm feeling a bunch of stuff.
Cameron...
My grandparents
call it cryokinesis.
What is that exactly?
A gift.
my family has had it
for generations.
They used it to help people.
My grandfather and grandmother
want me to do the same...
to carry on
my dad's legacy, and...
I don't know what that means.
I know this must sound insane
to someone like you.
Like me?
Normal.
Cameron, your father...
His death wasn't an accident.
He was killed.
What?
How?
They won't tell me.
But I know he died
trying to help people.
This is why
I was avoiding you before.
I...
I could really hurt you,
Courtney.
I'm not afraid.
- There you are.
- Hey.
Just getting some air.
Yeah, Crusher's, uh,
doing one-armed push-ups
to work off the carbs.
He actually thinks
I'm still down there.
Guy's a maniac.
It's funny.
He was...
he was calling you maniac,
and you're calling him a maniac.
And it's not funny 'cause
you're right... he is crazy.
You're looking better.
How you feeling?
Well, not as good
as back when I first got
the staff from Ted.
Yeah.
Those were unforgettable times.
I hear ya.
Is there anything sadder
than an old man
clinging to his glory days?
Glory days, right?
I mean, hell, even bad guys
like Crock have moved on...
Which...
Which is why I think
I should leave Starman
where he was great...
in past...
once and for all.
Since I got here,
all I've done is screw up.
Hey.
Sure, you...
you made some mistakes.
There have been
a few transgressions.
I mean, you destroyed
the supermarket.
You got Courtney to skip school.
You tried to murder
The Shade, Paula, Crusher...
- Okay, okay.
- And Steve Sharpe... Right.
And don't take
this the wrong way,
but watching you screw up...
I think it's finally helped her
understand the importance
of balance in her life,
you know?
Well, I'm glad
I could be a bad example.
You can be a good one, too...
to Courtney and all these kids.
A mentor, like you?
Why not?
Think about it.
Hold on.
Ahh.
- What's this?
Oh, I don't know.
Got to check it out.
I got that.
Oh, yeah.
I don't know, Pat.
Hey...
if I ain't retiring yet,
neither are you.
Okay.
- You in?
- Let's do this.
Yeah.
- Hello?
- Hey.
Hi.
Um, is Courtney here?
- No.
We've been calling her.
What's going on?
Beth and Dr. McNider found
evidence that Dragon King
was the one that attacked you.
What?
We think he's back.
He may be in the tunnels
under Blue Valley.
We were gonna check.
I'll come.
Okay, cool.
Yeah, great.
Let me suit up.
So the mural was the last
thing I was able to paint
before my hands stopped working.
Have you ever tried
using this gift
like you do your art?
What do you mean?
Well, you express yourself
so beautifully
through color and paint.
Can you do it through the ice?
You mean express how I feel?
I could've really hurt you,
Courtney.
Because you were alone
and afraid.
You're not alone now.
How can you be so calm
about all this?
No.
It's too dangerous.
Only if you let it be.
How do you know?
Because I know you.
And you're sweet...
and kind and... and thoughtful.
Someone once told me
that emotion is what fuels us.
It affects everything we do
and how we do it.
And by embracing the love
and... and hope
I had for the people
I care about, it worked.
Okay.
Think of all the love you have
for your mom and dad
and what they mean to you.
Let your gift out feeling that.
I don't want to hurt you again.
You won't.
It's magical.
Like you.
A single skin cell...
it's got the goggles
all worked up.
I guess I almost missed it.
Aah!
Greg, move your head.