Stargirl (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 7 - Frenemies - Chapter Seven: Infinity Inc. Part One - full transcript
- When I hacked into
The Gambler's files,
I found something
I think he found.
What do we do now?
- We don't say another word.
- The light in Jennie's ring
is sensitive to dark energies.
- I had hoped to spend
time in Blue Valley,
but I'm afraid you've
made it intolerable.
What a shame.
- Would you let your parents
in this side of your life?
- Hell, no, but my parents suck.
- So, if I just
remove the limiter,
you're saying that this is
gonna work 24 hours a day?
- You've been training
the new Icicle.
- I'm trying to help him.
- And you made that
decision by yourself
when all of us, who are
a team, are at risk.
- Maybe Sylvester
should lead the JSA.
- He already has been.
- What is this place?
- It's called the
Helix Institute.
Right here on your
sign-in sheet,
Jennie-Lynn Hayden.
- She is here,
but I'm afraid her
brother is not.
Mr. Bones, did you know
that Todd Rice has a sister?
- He's out there somewhere,
and I know he needs my help.
Maybe he's looking for me, too.
- This was left for you by
Child Services for today.
Happy birthday, Jennie.
- Is this about my brother?
- I have no idea.
- Okay.
Uh, thank you very much.
- A little advice for
out there in the world...
don't try so hard to be perfect.
You don't have to be
for people to like you.
And it's a little annoying.
"Todd."
- Come on, this way.
- Where are we?
- Todd, you trust me, right?
- You know I do.
- I am cooking you dinner.
- Danny, if we're
caught, we are...
- I already disabled the alarm.
Come on, I learned
from the best.
- This kind of place
is high stakes.
We...
We stay below the radar...
And we stay
out of trouble.
- Yes, I know.
I just wanted to
give you one night
where we weren't living
like street rats.
Come on, it's your birthday!
And I know this day's
never easy for you.
All right.
Sit down and open that
bottle of wine, okay?
I'm gonna go get
started on these steaks.
I hope you're hungry.
- "Todd."
Dad's ring.
Aah!
- Todd? What's wrong?
- Todd!
- Jennie!
- No!
- No!
No!
Todd!
- Todd!
- Todd.
Todd. Todd.
- Come on. Come on.
- You go.
- Todd, no, come on!
- I can't. Go.
- Todd, I can't...
- Go!
Table for two?
- This him?
- Think so.
- You Todd Rice?
- Relax. We're not
after your buddy.
You are Todd Rice, yeah?
- How do you know my name?
- Your payment will be
forthcoming, gentlemen.
Thank you.
It is such a pleasure
to meet you, Todd.
I'm Nurse Love.
- What is this place?
- Rest assured, you're safe.
Now come.
If you're hungry, we
can ask the kitchen
to rustle up something.
Happy birthday, by the way.
- Happy birthday?
- You're 18 today.
It's a real milestone, Todd.
- How do you know me?
Who were those cops?
- Friends of ours...
of Helix.
- Helix.
- It's a place for youth
such as yourself...
Troubled youth, special youth.
Your father was a
man named Alan Scott.
- Yeah. So?
- What else do you
know about him?
- I know that he's dead.
- Of course.
When he lived, he was the
wielder of great power.
But you know that, don't you?
Your father was
the Green Lantern.
- What is all this?
- It's hope.
You see, I understand what it
is to be different, Mr. Rice.
But different can be good.
- Michael, would you
care for some chicken?
- Uh, yes, please, Father.
- Would you prefer a leg?
Perhaps a thigh?
- Perhaps a thigh would suffice.
- Quite welcome.
One wing coming up.
- Oh, for God sakes, Pat,
can you and Leonardo DiCaprio
lay it on any thicker?
- Uh, Mom, uh, how
was work today?
- Not bad. How was school?
- Boring as usual.
- You see that?
Courtney and Barbara
are naturals.
- Class, homework...
friends.
Everything is fine.
- Beth needs ten more minutes,
so just try and act
normal until then, please.
- Michael, would you
lead us in grace, please?
- What?
Forget it. I got it.
- Uh, oh, great one...
we thank You for this...
- All right, all
right, all right.
- It's harder than it looks.
- Ah. Dang it.
- Seriously, guys?
- All right, Rick, you're up.
- This is a normal
Wednesday night for you?
- Well, I sure do
love game night.
Me too.
- Yeah. It's great.
- You know, this whole
"situation" reminds me
of my granddad and the case
of the stolen Studebaker.
- Hmm, that sounds exciting.
Just wait.
- Exciting, indeed.
You see, there
hadn't been a robbery
in Blue Valley for
almost ten years.
Back then, my granddad was a
volunteer sheriff's deputy.
He knew all the
goings-on in town.
- Okay, Yolanda, I think
you'll be taking home
the Oscar for Best Performance
of Playing It Cool.
Well done.
- Yolanda, it's your mother.
Sounds urgent.
- Uh-oh. Oof.
Okay, well, good luck, champ.
I've got to check in
with Beth and get an ETA.
- Thanks, Maria.
Hi, Mom.
- So you're actually
there this time.
- What do you mean?
Of course I am.
- I called to tell Maria
not to schedule you
for so many late shifts.
And do you know what she said?
This is the first late
shift you've done all month.
What have you been
doing at night, Yolanda?
Who have you been with?
- Okay, Beth,
team's all in place
and ready when you are.
- Okay, I'm working
on breaking through the Blue
Valley Water and Power's
last firewall...
Well, only firewall.
They really need to beef
up security around here.
You know, if The Gambler hadn't
found them, Mr. Pemberton...
I don't know if I ever would've.
- I doubt that, but
maybe it was better
Sharpe found the cameras first,
you know what I'm saying?
Considering he was
murdered for it.
Let's focus on
the mission, okay?
Shut down the power and find
and destroy the cameras.
- Yeah, just a few more minutes,
Blackout
Bomb goes into action.
Blackout Bomb"?
- Oh. You don't like it?
No, I love it.
- With liberty and
justice for all.
Please begin.
- Amen.
- Thank you.
- You guys did the prayer thing?
Wow.
You are going straight...
To Father Thomas
tomorrow, Yolanda.
I am tired of your
lies and your deceit.
Yolanda, you need to tell
me the truth right now.
- This is a
misunderstanding, okay?
I-I-I'll explain everything
as soon as I get home, okay?
- You see, my granddad
had this special spot
at the salvage yard...
- Mm-hmm.
- High up on the
sign's scaffolding,
kind of like a crow's nest,
whole town laid out before you,
and he took me up there one day.
Tell you what... you could see
all the way across Blue Valley.
And that's when we spotted it...
The Studebaker that
was stolen off the lot
a few days prior.
Now, we don't know who took it.
We couldn't see
who was driving it,
but there it was in all
its glory on Maple Avenue,
roaring towards the highway.
- Uh, did you ever find the car?
- Nope, Granddad fell
and broke his clavicle.
But the lesson that day
was don't spy on people.
Hmm.
- Your timer ran out.
- My other one won't.
- Anyone for Clue?
- No, it's my turn.
- All right, all right.
Let's play Clue next, though.
- Beth, it's do or die here.
- Here we go, Mr. Pemberton.
Three, two, one.
Oh, no!
Aah!
Let's do this.
- Okay.
- Beth has no idea how long
until the power comes back,
so we...
- Find the cameras.
- Take 'em down.
- How scary do I look? Ooh...
- No more scary than usual.
- That... that hurts.
- I was kidding.
- Over there.
It's pointed right at our table.
So we're definitely
being targeted then, right?
- Sylvester thinks so.
Me too.
I wonder what Courtney thinks.
- Yeah, I know.
I wonder if she still
even wants to be Stargirl.
- You know she does, Rick.
- Well, there's our camera.
- The Gambler
must've stumbled on
to the same security feed I did.
- And you think whoever's
watching us knew that
and killed him?
- Yeah, that's what I think.
And it wasn't The
Shade, the Crocks,
Dragon King, or Cindy Burman.
Another one bites the dust.
- Did you turn over your
hourglass just for that?
- I don't have to anymore.
Took off the limiter.
Now it works 24-7.
Watch this.
- What are you doing?
- Just showing you.
- That seems kind of extreme.
- Maybe, but it was
kind of fun, too.
Being Hourman can
be fun, finally.
I never have to worry about
time running out on me again.
Let's move.
I am amped!
- Hey.
- Hey.
- You okay?
Yeah.
Sylvester's plan is good.
- I don't mean with the plan.
I mean, are you okay
with everything else?
- Someone's been
spying on us, Pat.
We don't know who
or for how long.
All I'm worried about
is finding them.
- That's all?
Oh, thanks.
- Well, no.
But how can I talk
about my own problems
when we're dealing with
some kind of psycho voyeur?
- You can talk to me
about anything, all right?
You know that.
And I'm sorry that things
are difficult right now,
with you and Yolanda
and the others
not getting along.
- It's my fault.
I screwed up by keeping what
was happening with Cameron
to myself and now...
Now Cindy's gone, along
with any credibility I had
as leader of the JSA.
I mean, forget leader.
I don't even know if
they're still my friends.
- Of course they are.
- They don't need
me anymore, Pat.
They have Starman now.
- Hey, Starman's not the
one who recruited them,
and he's not the one
who made those kids grow
into who they are today.
You started all of that.
- Maybe that's all I
was supposed to do, Pat,
is get them started.
- I don't think you believe
that any more than I do.
- Pat? What's happening?
- Ah, Miss Whitmore,
just who I need.
- What are you doing here?
Do you know about the cameras?
- If there's some kind
of nonsense going on
in Blue Valley,
I no longer care.
I require your services
for something far more urgent.
- She's not available, Shade.
- She won't be long,
Stripesy. Come, now.
- I can't go anywhere right now,
and besides, Sylvester
has the staff.
- I don't need the staff.
I need Courtney Whitmore.
Courtney!
- Yolanda, how's it going?
- Uh, just got the one
downstairs in my kitchen.
Beth didn't find
any in my bedroom,
thank God, but I'm
checking just to make sure.
- Okay.
The American Dream is clear,
and I'm hitting the
rest of Main Street now.
- Oh, can you check
the church, too?
The confessional.
- You got it.
Oh, and hey,
remember, stay strong.
I know there's a lot going
on with you and Courtney,
but don't let it take
you off your game.
It'll work out. You
two just have to talk.
- Thank you, Sylvester.
- So...
sneaking in like you've
been sneaking out.
- I want to see your phone.
- No.
- Give it to me, Yolanda.
- I have done nothing wrong.
I promise. It's...
It's all that I'll say.
I am old enough to
live my own life,
and if you love me,
you'll trust me.
- Trust you?
After everything you've done?
Give me your phone
right this minute...
or get out of this house.
- Dad?
Court?
Dad?
Hello?
Uh, Barb?
What's happening?
Where'd you drag us to, Shade?
- I didn't drag you
anywhere, Stripesy.
You invited yourself, and
I'd send you right back,
believe me,
if I could.
- Why?
- What do you mean
send us back if you could?
- My abilities are...
well, to be frank, they're
coming apart like an old suit.
And, unfortunately, the one
seamstress in all the world
who could stitch them
back together again
is the most
frustrating, immature,
defiant, emotional,
unreasonable,
utterly vexing creature
I've ever come across.
But, of course, I
needn't tell you that.
You already have the
misfortune of knowing her, too.
- Jennie.
I told The Shade
that I should call you first
to explain everything,
but he never listens
to anything I say.
- Oh, I don't listen to you?
I daresay I felt quite neglected
when you almost burned
down that tea house.
- You called me stubborn.
- Um, guilty.
- As stubborn as my
father, who I told you
to never talk about, since
you helped murder him.
- Okay, hey, just... Let's
all take a breather here.
Just relax. It's okay. Just,
hey, take it easy, okay?
- Jennie, what's going on?
- I finally found my
brother, Courtney.
And he needs our help.
- You found Todd?
- Where is he?
- Upstairs.
- Upstairs?
And where are we?
- We're at that Helix Institute.
- Home for troubled youth.
- That nurse said he left.
- She lied.
Whatever this place really is,
he's been their prisoner
this entire time.
I'm going to get
him out of here,
even if I have to burn
this place to the ground.
- First, let me explain our
problem as simply as I can.
- I don't think you
can simply explain
how to make a cup of tea.
- Brewing tea is
rather more complicated
than perhaps you
might imagine, Jennie.
- Mm.
- Now, for weeks,
when I was accessing
the shadows,
I was also drawing in
some mysterious
emerald light somehow.
And it hurt, immensely.
I traced the light to
this delightful girl.
After several days of attempting
to separate our
tangled power sources,
I'm afraid we remain
at an impasse.
She has no control
over that ring.
- Because my ring was corrupted
by The Shade's shadows,
and now the darkness
is leaking into it.
- No, your light is
leaking into my darkness.
- Okay, well, I
think we just got
a real "peanut butter and
chocolate type" situation.
I mean, how'd they get tied up
together in the first place?
- It was right before
we defeated Eclipso...
When Beth and I found
that black residue
in the cafeteria.
Whoa.
- What is that stuff?
I thought the ring destroyed it,
but The Shade thinks it was
pulled into the ring instead.
It connected it to
the Shadowlands.
- And I fear,
if we don't sever
that connection,
our conditions will worsen.
- How can we help?
- Jennie needs to
exorcise the darkness
from her ring to
shut off the link
between the light and the dark.
- We think once I do,
we won't be drawing
on each other's
respective powers anymore,
and I'll have full
control of the ring again.
Then I can help Todd.
- Yes, and I don't
care about any of that.
I just want the girl cut
off from the Shadowlands
so I can get back
to a pain-free life.
- These kids need help.
- Oh, when don't they?
And why is it always my problem?
No, it was... It was
amusing at first,
but now it's just annoying.
- You can help me
overcome the darkness
within me, Courtney.
You did it when
you beat Eclipso.
How do I do that?
- It was all kind of a dream.
I-I heard Starman,
and I heard Pat.
But I broke free from Eclipso,
because I knew if I didn't,
my friends and family
would get hurt.
- Yes, excuse me.
What are you saying?
- What I'm saying
is saving Todd
might be the thing
that lets her expel the
darkness out of her ring...
And get you back to normal.
- I think she's right, Shade.
- Right, then...
let's go upstairs
and get your brother.
- Six months, and it's
only gotten worse.
We need to be more aggressive
with the treatment...
before we lose control.
Yes!
Wish granted.
- Yeah, it's quite a
collection of cameras.
- But not the right ones.
I was really specific this time.
I wished for every camera
that The Gambler's
killer ever touched.
So what are these?
- Mm, looks like
a mistake to me.
- I guess so.
- Or maybe this is a clue.
- On who killed The Gambler?
- No.
I'm thinking on how
the wishes work.
You see, it's a lot
like the board game.
We know who got killed...
The Gambler.
And we know where he got
killed... the trailer park.
But what we don't know
is who the murderer is.
Was it Professor Plum
or Colonel Mustard?
- Who are they?
- American icons, kid.
Anyway, the point being,
if you don't know
who the killer is,
then maybe your confidence
with the wish itself
lacks the strength needed.
Then wires get crossed.
Your pistons aren't
firing right.
You know, it's no secret,
but magic has everything
to do with the magic user.
Mm-hmm.
Yep, I learned that
playing Dungeons & Dragons
with my grandmother Louise.
- Your grandmother played
Dungeons & Dragons?
Oh, did she ever.
Voted number one in
the entire state...
Dungeon Master 1987.
Mm-hmm, it kind of
went to her head.
She kept referring to herself
as a master sorceress wrapped
in the Belt of Dwarvenkind...
whatever the hell that means.
Anyway, if she were
here now, the wish...
she'd say that it needs to
be more than just specific.
It needs drive...
passion...
desire.
See, Jakeem...
you got to want something
really, really bad,
with every fiber of your being
and with all of your heart,
so much that it
has to come true.
- Got anything to add?
- Nah, you got this, Jakeem.
Just follow your heart.
- This one has a
flash cube on it.
- Hey. It still works.
- Ow.
- Yeah, I'll take
this one home with me.
Oh, boy, come to papa.
Courtney and Pat couldn't
have just vanished.
- I know. So where are they?
I don't know.
- Oh. Yolanda?
- I know Courtney and I aren't
really speaking, but, uh...
I had
nowhere else to go.
- Come on, let's go.
- Can you stop doing that?
- What?
I need to flex. It feels good.
So the last camera, where is it?
- Over there.
- Whoever's doing this
is a real creep, huh?
- Yeah, but why?
What do they want?
- What does anyone who
comes after us want?
Revenge...
power.
It never matters.
Crush 'em all the same.
- Uh-oh.
- Whoever you are,
we're coming for you.
- Which way?
I don't know.
- Wait, wait.
Your brother is down there.
- How do you know that?
- I'm not sure.
- Focus. Breathe.
- Try not to burn the
whole place down again.
- Hey, let Courtney
do the coaching.
- Oh, please, by all means.
- You okay?
- I'm fine.
- Just trying to help.
- He's through here.
- You okay?
- Todd?
- Who's there? Who are you?
- It's me, your sister.
- Jennie?
- Todd!
- Jennie!
- I don't want to go!
- Let's get him out of here.
- No, no! You can't!
If you take me out of this room,
I'll destroy the world.
- Well, I'm not
leaving you here!
- Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
- Courtney!
Look out!
- Todd!
Todd!
- Greg, move your head!
The Gambler's files,
I found something
I think he found.
What do we do now?
- We don't say another word.
- The light in Jennie's ring
is sensitive to dark energies.
- I had hoped to spend
time in Blue Valley,
but I'm afraid you've
made it intolerable.
What a shame.
- Would you let your parents
in this side of your life?
- Hell, no, but my parents suck.
- So, if I just
remove the limiter,
you're saying that this is
gonna work 24 hours a day?
- You've been training
the new Icicle.
- I'm trying to help him.
- And you made that
decision by yourself
when all of us, who are
a team, are at risk.
- Maybe Sylvester
should lead the JSA.
- He already has been.
- What is this place?
- It's called the
Helix Institute.
Right here on your
sign-in sheet,
Jennie-Lynn Hayden.
- She is here,
but I'm afraid her
brother is not.
Mr. Bones, did you know
that Todd Rice has a sister?
- He's out there somewhere,
and I know he needs my help.
Maybe he's looking for me, too.
- This was left for you by
Child Services for today.
Happy birthday, Jennie.
- Is this about my brother?
- I have no idea.
- Okay.
Uh, thank you very much.
- A little advice for
out there in the world...
don't try so hard to be perfect.
You don't have to be
for people to like you.
And it's a little annoying.
"Todd."
- Come on, this way.
- Where are we?
- Todd, you trust me, right?
- You know I do.
- I am cooking you dinner.
- Danny, if we're
caught, we are...
- I already disabled the alarm.
Come on, I learned
from the best.
- This kind of place
is high stakes.
We...
We stay below the radar...
And we stay
out of trouble.
- Yes, I know.
I just wanted to
give you one night
where we weren't living
like street rats.
Come on, it's your birthday!
And I know this day's
never easy for you.
All right.
Sit down and open that
bottle of wine, okay?
I'm gonna go get
started on these steaks.
I hope you're hungry.
- "Todd."
Dad's ring.
Aah!
- Todd? What's wrong?
- Todd!
- Jennie!
- No!
- No!
No!
Todd!
- Todd!
- Todd.
Todd. Todd.
- Come on. Come on.
- You go.
- Todd, no, come on!
- I can't. Go.
- Todd, I can't...
- Go!
Table for two?
- This him?
- Think so.
- You Todd Rice?
- Relax. We're not
after your buddy.
You are Todd Rice, yeah?
- How do you know my name?
- Your payment will be
forthcoming, gentlemen.
Thank you.
It is such a pleasure
to meet you, Todd.
I'm Nurse Love.
- What is this place?
- Rest assured, you're safe.
Now come.
If you're hungry, we
can ask the kitchen
to rustle up something.
Happy birthday, by the way.
- Happy birthday?
- You're 18 today.
It's a real milestone, Todd.
- How do you know me?
Who were those cops?
- Friends of ours...
of Helix.
- Helix.
- It's a place for youth
such as yourself...
Troubled youth, special youth.
Your father was a
man named Alan Scott.
- Yeah. So?
- What else do you
know about him?
- I know that he's dead.
- Of course.
When he lived, he was the
wielder of great power.
But you know that, don't you?
Your father was
the Green Lantern.
- What is all this?
- It's hope.
You see, I understand what it
is to be different, Mr. Rice.
But different can be good.
- Michael, would you
care for some chicken?
- Uh, yes, please, Father.
- Would you prefer a leg?
Perhaps a thigh?
- Perhaps a thigh would suffice.
- Quite welcome.
One wing coming up.
- Oh, for God sakes, Pat,
can you and Leonardo DiCaprio
lay it on any thicker?
- Uh, Mom, uh, how
was work today?
- Not bad. How was school?
- Boring as usual.
- You see that?
Courtney and Barbara
are naturals.
- Class, homework...
friends.
Everything is fine.
- Beth needs ten more minutes,
so just try and act
normal until then, please.
- Michael, would you
lead us in grace, please?
- What?
Forget it. I got it.
- Uh, oh, great one...
we thank You for this...
- All right, all
right, all right.
- It's harder than it looks.
- Ah. Dang it.
- Seriously, guys?
- All right, Rick, you're up.
- This is a normal
Wednesday night for you?
- Well, I sure do
love game night.
Me too.
- Yeah. It's great.
- You know, this whole
"situation" reminds me
of my granddad and the case
of the stolen Studebaker.
- Hmm, that sounds exciting.
Just wait.
- Exciting, indeed.
You see, there
hadn't been a robbery
in Blue Valley for
almost ten years.
Back then, my granddad was a
volunteer sheriff's deputy.
He knew all the
goings-on in town.
- Okay, Yolanda, I think
you'll be taking home
the Oscar for Best Performance
of Playing It Cool.
Well done.
- Yolanda, it's your mother.
Sounds urgent.
- Uh-oh. Oof.
Okay, well, good luck, champ.
I've got to check in
with Beth and get an ETA.
- Thanks, Maria.
Hi, Mom.
- So you're actually
there this time.
- What do you mean?
Of course I am.
- I called to tell Maria
not to schedule you
for so many late shifts.
And do you know what she said?
This is the first late
shift you've done all month.
What have you been
doing at night, Yolanda?
Who have you been with?
- Okay, Beth,
team's all in place
and ready when you are.
- Okay, I'm working
on breaking through the Blue
Valley Water and Power's
last firewall...
Well, only firewall.
They really need to beef
up security around here.
You know, if The Gambler hadn't
found them, Mr. Pemberton...
I don't know if I ever would've.
- I doubt that, but
maybe it was better
Sharpe found the cameras first,
you know what I'm saying?
Considering he was
murdered for it.
Let's focus on
the mission, okay?
Shut down the power and find
and destroy the cameras.
- Yeah, just a few more minutes,
Blackout
Bomb goes into action.
Blackout Bomb"?
- Oh. You don't like it?
No, I love it.
- With liberty and
justice for all.
Please begin.
- Amen.
- Thank you.
- You guys did the prayer thing?
Wow.
You are going straight...
To Father Thomas
tomorrow, Yolanda.
I am tired of your
lies and your deceit.
Yolanda, you need to tell
me the truth right now.
- This is a
misunderstanding, okay?
I-I-I'll explain everything
as soon as I get home, okay?
- You see, my granddad
had this special spot
at the salvage yard...
- Mm-hmm.
- High up on the
sign's scaffolding,
kind of like a crow's nest,
whole town laid out before you,
and he took me up there one day.
Tell you what... you could see
all the way across Blue Valley.
And that's when we spotted it...
The Studebaker that
was stolen off the lot
a few days prior.
Now, we don't know who took it.
We couldn't see
who was driving it,
but there it was in all
its glory on Maple Avenue,
roaring towards the highway.
- Uh, did you ever find the car?
- Nope, Granddad fell
and broke his clavicle.
But the lesson that day
was don't spy on people.
Hmm.
- Your timer ran out.
- My other one won't.
- Anyone for Clue?
- No, it's my turn.
- All right, all right.
Let's play Clue next, though.
- Beth, it's do or die here.
- Here we go, Mr. Pemberton.
Three, two, one.
Oh, no!
Aah!
Let's do this.
- Okay.
- Beth has no idea how long
until the power comes back,
so we...
- Find the cameras.
- Take 'em down.
- How scary do I look? Ooh...
- No more scary than usual.
- That... that hurts.
- I was kidding.
- Over there.
It's pointed right at our table.
So we're definitely
being targeted then, right?
- Sylvester thinks so.
Me too.
I wonder what Courtney thinks.
- Yeah, I know.
I wonder if she still
even wants to be Stargirl.
- You know she does, Rick.
- Well, there's our camera.
- The Gambler
must've stumbled on
to the same security feed I did.
- And you think whoever's
watching us knew that
and killed him?
- Yeah, that's what I think.
And it wasn't The
Shade, the Crocks,
Dragon King, or Cindy Burman.
Another one bites the dust.
- Did you turn over your
hourglass just for that?
- I don't have to anymore.
Took off the limiter.
Now it works 24-7.
Watch this.
- What are you doing?
- Just showing you.
- That seems kind of extreme.
- Maybe, but it was
kind of fun, too.
Being Hourman can
be fun, finally.
I never have to worry about
time running out on me again.
Let's move.
I am amped!
- Hey.
- Hey.
- You okay?
Yeah.
Sylvester's plan is good.
- I don't mean with the plan.
I mean, are you okay
with everything else?
- Someone's been
spying on us, Pat.
We don't know who
or for how long.
All I'm worried about
is finding them.
- That's all?
Oh, thanks.
- Well, no.
But how can I talk
about my own problems
when we're dealing with
some kind of psycho voyeur?
- You can talk to me
about anything, all right?
You know that.
And I'm sorry that things
are difficult right now,
with you and Yolanda
and the others
not getting along.
- It's my fault.
I screwed up by keeping what
was happening with Cameron
to myself and now...
Now Cindy's gone, along
with any credibility I had
as leader of the JSA.
I mean, forget leader.
I don't even know if
they're still my friends.
- Of course they are.
- They don't need
me anymore, Pat.
They have Starman now.
- Hey, Starman's not the
one who recruited them,
and he's not the one
who made those kids grow
into who they are today.
You started all of that.
- Maybe that's all I
was supposed to do, Pat,
is get them started.
- I don't think you believe
that any more than I do.
- Pat? What's happening?
- Ah, Miss Whitmore,
just who I need.
- What are you doing here?
Do you know about the cameras?
- If there's some kind
of nonsense going on
in Blue Valley,
I no longer care.
I require your services
for something far more urgent.
- She's not available, Shade.
- She won't be long,
Stripesy. Come, now.
- I can't go anywhere right now,
and besides, Sylvester
has the staff.
- I don't need the staff.
I need Courtney Whitmore.
Courtney!
- Yolanda, how's it going?
- Uh, just got the one
downstairs in my kitchen.
Beth didn't find
any in my bedroom,
thank God, but I'm
checking just to make sure.
- Okay.
The American Dream is clear,
and I'm hitting the
rest of Main Street now.
- Oh, can you check
the church, too?
The confessional.
- You got it.
Oh, and hey,
remember, stay strong.
I know there's a lot going
on with you and Courtney,
but don't let it take
you off your game.
It'll work out. You
two just have to talk.
- Thank you, Sylvester.
- So...
sneaking in like you've
been sneaking out.
- I want to see your phone.
- No.
- Give it to me, Yolanda.
- I have done nothing wrong.
I promise. It's...
It's all that I'll say.
I am old enough to
live my own life,
and if you love me,
you'll trust me.
- Trust you?
After everything you've done?
Give me your phone
right this minute...
or get out of this house.
- Dad?
Court?
Dad?
Hello?
Uh, Barb?
What's happening?
Where'd you drag us to, Shade?
- I didn't drag you
anywhere, Stripesy.
You invited yourself, and
I'd send you right back,
believe me,
if I could.
- Why?
- What do you mean
send us back if you could?
- My abilities are...
well, to be frank, they're
coming apart like an old suit.
And, unfortunately, the one
seamstress in all the world
who could stitch them
back together again
is the most
frustrating, immature,
defiant, emotional,
unreasonable,
utterly vexing creature
I've ever come across.
But, of course, I
needn't tell you that.
You already have the
misfortune of knowing her, too.
- Jennie.
I told The Shade
that I should call you first
to explain everything,
but he never listens
to anything I say.
- Oh, I don't listen to you?
I daresay I felt quite neglected
when you almost burned
down that tea house.
- You called me stubborn.
- Um, guilty.
- As stubborn as my
father, who I told you
to never talk about, since
you helped murder him.
- Okay, hey, just... Let's
all take a breather here.
Just relax. It's okay. Just,
hey, take it easy, okay?
- Jennie, what's going on?
- I finally found my
brother, Courtney.
And he needs our help.
- You found Todd?
- Where is he?
- Upstairs.
- Upstairs?
And where are we?
- We're at that Helix Institute.
- Home for troubled youth.
- That nurse said he left.
- She lied.
Whatever this place really is,
he's been their prisoner
this entire time.
I'm going to get
him out of here,
even if I have to burn
this place to the ground.
- First, let me explain our
problem as simply as I can.
- I don't think you
can simply explain
how to make a cup of tea.
- Brewing tea is
rather more complicated
than perhaps you
might imagine, Jennie.
- Mm.
- Now, for weeks,
when I was accessing
the shadows,
I was also drawing in
some mysterious
emerald light somehow.
And it hurt, immensely.
I traced the light to
this delightful girl.
After several days of attempting
to separate our
tangled power sources,
I'm afraid we remain
at an impasse.
She has no control
over that ring.
- Because my ring was corrupted
by The Shade's shadows,
and now the darkness
is leaking into it.
- No, your light is
leaking into my darkness.
- Okay, well, I
think we just got
a real "peanut butter and
chocolate type" situation.
I mean, how'd they get tied up
together in the first place?
- It was right before
we defeated Eclipso...
When Beth and I found
that black residue
in the cafeteria.
Whoa.
- What is that stuff?
I thought the ring destroyed it,
but The Shade thinks it was
pulled into the ring instead.
It connected it to
the Shadowlands.
- And I fear,
if we don't sever
that connection,
our conditions will worsen.
- How can we help?
- Jennie needs to
exorcise the darkness
from her ring to
shut off the link
between the light and the dark.
- We think once I do,
we won't be drawing
on each other's
respective powers anymore,
and I'll have full
control of the ring again.
Then I can help Todd.
- Yes, and I don't
care about any of that.
I just want the girl cut
off from the Shadowlands
so I can get back
to a pain-free life.
- These kids need help.
- Oh, when don't they?
And why is it always my problem?
No, it was... It was
amusing at first,
but now it's just annoying.
- You can help me
overcome the darkness
within me, Courtney.
You did it when
you beat Eclipso.
How do I do that?
- It was all kind of a dream.
I-I heard Starman,
and I heard Pat.
But I broke free from Eclipso,
because I knew if I didn't,
my friends and family
would get hurt.
- Yes, excuse me.
What are you saying?
- What I'm saying
is saving Todd
might be the thing
that lets her expel the
darkness out of her ring...
And get you back to normal.
- I think she's right, Shade.
- Right, then...
let's go upstairs
and get your brother.
- Six months, and it's
only gotten worse.
We need to be more aggressive
with the treatment...
before we lose control.
Yes!
Wish granted.
- Yeah, it's quite a
collection of cameras.
- But not the right ones.
I was really specific this time.
I wished for every camera
that The Gambler's
killer ever touched.
So what are these?
- Mm, looks like
a mistake to me.
- I guess so.
- Or maybe this is a clue.
- On who killed The Gambler?
- No.
I'm thinking on how
the wishes work.
You see, it's a lot
like the board game.
We know who got killed...
The Gambler.
And we know where he got
killed... the trailer park.
But what we don't know
is who the murderer is.
Was it Professor Plum
or Colonel Mustard?
- Who are they?
- American icons, kid.
Anyway, the point being,
if you don't know
who the killer is,
then maybe your confidence
with the wish itself
lacks the strength needed.
Then wires get crossed.
Your pistons aren't
firing right.
You know, it's no secret,
but magic has everything
to do with the magic user.
Mm-hmm.
Yep, I learned that
playing Dungeons & Dragons
with my grandmother Louise.
- Your grandmother played
Dungeons & Dragons?
Oh, did she ever.
Voted number one in
the entire state...
Dungeon Master 1987.
Mm-hmm, it kind of
went to her head.
She kept referring to herself
as a master sorceress wrapped
in the Belt of Dwarvenkind...
whatever the hell that means.
Anyway, if she were
here now, the wish...
she'd say that it needs to
be more than just specific.
It needs drive...
passion...
desire.
See, Jakeem...
you got to want something
really, really bad,
with every fiber of your being
and with all of your heart,
so much that it
has to come true.
- Got anything to add?
- Nah, you got this, Jakeem.
Just follow your heart.
- This one has a
flash cube on it.
- Hey. It still works.
- Ow.
- Yeah, I'll take
this one home with me.
Oh, boy, come to papa.
Courtney and Pat couldn't
have just vanished.
- I know. So where are they?
I don't know.
- Oh. Yolanda?
- I know Courtney and I aren't
really speaking, but, uh...
I had
nowhere else to go.
- Come on, let's go.
- Can you stop doing that?
- What?
I need to flex. It feels good.
So the last camera, where is it?
- Over there.
- Whoever's doing this
is a real creep, huh?
- Yeah, but why?
What do they want?
- What does anyone who
comes after us want?
Revenge...
power.
It never matters.
Crush 'em all the same.
- Uh-oh.
- Whoever you are,
we're coming for you.
- Which way?
I don't know.
- Wait, wait.
Your brother is down there.
- How do you know that?
- I'm not sure.
- Focus. Breathe.
- Try not to burn the
whole place down again.
- Hey, let Courtney
do the coaching.
- Oh, please, by all means.
- You okay?
- I'm fine.
- Just trying to help.
- He's through here.
- You okay?
- Todd?
- Who's there? Who are you?
- It's me, your sister.
- Jennie?
- Todd!
- Jennie!
- I don't want to go!
- Let's get him out of here.
- No, no! You can't!
If you take me out of this room,
I'll destroy the world.
- Well, I'm not
leaving you here!
- Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
- Courtney!
Look out!
- Todd!
Todd!
- Greg, move your head!