The Owl House (2020–…): Season 2, Episode 12 - Elsewhere and Elsewhen - full transcript

You and me both,
buddy.

I can't figure out
what I messed up

when I made
that ding-danged door.

It is so nice
to be surrounded

by all of Lulu's
dearest friends.

Yeah!
All hail Lulu.

We're here to celebrate the new
assistant curator

of the Supernatural
Museum of History.

Here's to you,
Lulu!

Cheers!

Hooty,
did I miss the toast?



Yes, but not
"the app-pellet-tizers."

You want a...
There's an extra one.

I'm working on it.

No, no, no.
That's okay.

Uh, where's Lilith?

We want to
congratulate her!

Oh, I wish
I could stay longer,

but I must be off
on my next adventure.

It's such a delight to see
my little bookworm

back in the historical world
after all these years.

Uh, thank you,
Flora.

But it's just
a small job.

Only an assistant.

I'm surprised
you even heard about this.



The emperor wanted
to make sure

you weren't getting
into any trouble.

And to clear out
your office.

I left a box
of your nicknacks inside.

Wish you took more
from my tutelage, dear.

History's supposed to be
exciting after all.

Who was that?

Flora D'esplora,
bad-girl historian, celebrity,

and my former mentor
in the Emperor's Coven.

I have questions
about that name.

And I have questions
about my life!

All I ever got to do
was desk work

while she goofed off
riding wild snake horses and...

"Snorses."
...and eating mummy jerky!

Well, I can be just
as exciting as Flora.

I'll come up with an exhibit
that'll knock the Titan's socks off!

Congratulations on your new job!

After careful analysis during
this Deadwardian Era,

I believe the current
human year is 1660.

Or is it '70?

The years are flashing by,

but it will all be worth it.

I've gathered all the portal ingredients
including Titan's Blood.

All that's left is to seek out
The Collector.

And he will tell me what I need
to complete my mission.

But first, my companions
and I must face...

The Collector.
I've never heard that name.

Me neither.

What kind of jerk
puts "The"

in front of
their name anyway?

But The Collector
may know how to make a real portal door.

He may know why mine is so unstable.
I just...

I messed up so bad
last time.

I need to do better.

Luz,
I've got leg hair older than you.

This Philip guy worked on
his door for years.

Try not to beat
yourself up too much.

Yeah. I just wish I could go back in time
and talk to him.

Eda.
Is time magic a thing?

Not really, but...

Back in the day,

I was a bit of
an urban-legend junkie.

Twig Foot, Lender Man,
possums...

Those are real.

Yeah.
Sure, kid.

Anyway, there are stories
about these things

called time pools.

Mythical puddles that act
as windows into the past.

But they're never
in the same spot twice.

Me and Lily used to search
for them.

She'd say I forced her
into it,

but I think she had
more fun than me.

Lilith! Of course.

Thanks, Eda.

Lilith!

I see you're dealing with
all this.

I'm plotting out
my first exhibit for the museum.

It's almost as if the
emperor wanted Flora

to tick me off.

Well, I'll show her
that she's not the only

bad-girl historian in town.

I'm thinking the
architectural history

behind Deadwardian balusters.

This won't work, will it?

Don't let Flora
get you down.

I even started calling you
"Cool Aunt Lilith" in my journal.

Uh, oh, really?

You can be a
bad-girl historian.

And I know how.

Oh, I remember these.

"In the Premysteric Era,
it's theorized that coagulated Titan Blood

mixed with the magical algae
of the Boiling Sea

created temporary holes
in time."

Time magic, baby.

You can make
an exciting exhibit on time pools,

and maybe I can get
information on how Philip

made the portal door.

I did cobble together
a device to find these with Eda.

It should be in the box
Flora returned to me.

But it was faulty.

...more power than I ever give it.

Stay right there.

Would Titan Blood do the trick?

Let's do it.

Don't worry, Luz.
We're getting closer. I can feel it.

Ha! Exactly what I thought.
These are wrinkling oaks.

They don't look
very wrinkly.

That's because something's
keeping them locked in time.

So, accounting
for local plague patterns,

the quake in the '30s,

and the switch from boiling units
to the empirical system,

the time pool should be...

here!

But I triple-checked
all my calculations.

My equipment is first-rate.

Stupid rock.

Maybe the Titan Blood
was too dry.

Is it not algae-blooming season?

Was it my tools?

Are they broken?

Am I broken?

Lilith!

You did it.

You found the time pools.

In your face!

A stone sleeper
from the Hecktaceous period.

Did you know that they have
a ticklish spot behind their ears?

Luz, are you listening?

Come on, time pools.
Mama needs to commune with the dead.

Tonight
I shall revel so hard,

I shan't stand any longer!

I shall revel mines elf
to death!

No wonder no one's found
these before.

They're completely hidden
from sight.

Stupid rock!

Wow.

It's a little Babysborough.

Yo! What era is it?

'Tis the Deadwardian Era.

What ye be doing
in the sand?

Be ye a crab maiden?

Philip's time!

And, yes!
I am a crab maiden.

Lilith!
Luz, look.

These are the oldest barnacles
I've ever had on my head.

I found it.
I found Philip's time.

Ooh, incredible.

This will be a truly unprecedented
exploration.

Now, before we dive in,

we must remember
if the tide comes in we could be trapped,

paradoxes will be a danger,
and don't get me started

on the bloody fly effect.

But a bad-girl historian like myself is

all about taking risks,
so let's boogie down to History Town.

She really is
Cool Aunt Lilith.

Hello, witch let.

Hey, Ma.
Why are you still in town?

Forget something
from yesterday?

Your father wanted
to swing by.

Well, tell him
I'm busy.

Maybe you could
tell him yourself.

Uh, he's just outside.

I get to meet my grandpa?

Yes. You know
the Clawthorne clan was once known

for their
Palisman-making skills?

And Dell?
Whoo, he was the best of them all.

Cool!

Now, Luz,
we are technically in the Savage Ages,

way before Belos banished
Wild Magic.

These denizens
may be dangerous!

Good tidings,
kind witches.

This doesn't
look dangerous.

This looks awesome.

Why did Belos
want to banish Wild Magic again?

Well, the Titan
supposedly doesn't like it.

Oh, my gosh.

Look at this thatch work.

Each segment looped by hand.

But I bet Flora
would scoff at it.

Excuse me.
Have you seen a human around?

Round ears. Super smart.

Honestly, he's probably
a celebrity around here.

Uh-uh.

I don't know.

Mm-mmm.

Mmm. Nope.

Dance,
human! Dance!

Give that back!

I can't believe this,

after the bonds
of fellowship we forged.

Bonds? Ha!
You still owe us.

When I accomplish my mission,

I promise you,
you'll have your snails.

Listen to this.

"With my new and bravest companion,
Blue Fang,

I set forth."

"His strength should make
fast work of any task."

His pretty little words
should make pretty good kindling.

That doesn't belong
to you.

Witch let?

Aren't you going to say hello
to your father? It's been...

Years! Yep, been years.
I know.

I'm, uh, just sharpening
my tooth.

Don't want Pops to see me
looking all blech, you feel?

What's with you?

Why are you so terrified
of seeing your dad?

It's not like
I'm scared of him.

I just haven't seen him
since I ruined his...

I mean since the Owl Beast ruined his...

I'm just not ready,
okay?

Now move it.

I gotta scram.

Hiya, Eda.

Your pops is such
a nice guy.

Say, how'd he get
that scar on his...

Hey, Eda. Look.

Dear sister,
join the Emperor's Coven

and together
we could become gods!

Hmm.

Don't waste your time
on the kid. We should keep looking.

Ask your friend
there what happened

to our brother, Blue Fang,
and his Palisman.

So he's already gotten
to the Titan Blood.

- Who's that?
- Hmph!

That's private.

You're Philip Wittebane,
aren't you? The human?

Here to gawk?

I may not have
a bile sac, but I do have dignity.

Wait!

I've heard of your exploits

and I know what it's like
to be far from home.

Could we talk?

No.

Wait!
I can give you snails.

I can make you crutches.
Um, uh...

I can help you find
The Collector!

So, Luzura,

you and your aunt, Dirtrude,
started traveling together

after the Toe-gres
attacked your castle

and covered it
with an impenetrable mist?

Yes, and that's why we, too,
seek The Collector.

We need him to tell us
how to clear the mists

so we can return home.

Snap, snap, snap.

Now...

Anyone bring a torch?

Astounding!

I thought I was the only one
who used picto-glyphs.

You use glyphs too?

How else could I have
survived here?

Plant growth,
ice, fire...

Took years to find them.

Almost as if the world
wanted to hide them from me.

I even found one
in a snowflake.

My dude, me too.

A warrior and a scholar.
Truly impressive.

Ah! I can't believe
I taught Philip something new!

Line there, curve there...

Fascinating.

Absolutely fascinating.

Your niece
is very talented.

I'm sure she
takes after her aunt.

Oh.
Maybe I had

a little something to do with it.

Now, I know
a few tricks as well.

What is this?

A shortcut...

to The Collector.

Really, Eda?

You won't be able
to run away this time.

Apologies, dearest Mother.

Dearest sister has flown
the dearest coop.

But worry not, for I,

the perfect,
prissy little Lily,

shall find her for you.

Does she seriously think
I'm buying that?

Just let her have this.

Not today, suckers!

Am I too late again?

Well, fly safe, witch let.

Perhaps I'll
catch you next time.

Hi, Dad.

Whoa.

Where are we?

We're in the head
of the Titan!

W-We're what?

But this is
sacred ground.

I suppose that's why
no one wanted to accompany me.

But every legend told me
that The Collector lies there.

Behind that door.

I just can't figure out
the mechanism to open it.

If I weren't so frail.

It's okay.
We can help.

Puzzles are in my blood.
Literally.

My mom had to stop me
from eating puzzles when I was a kid.

You stay here and rest up.

Thank you for your kindness,
crab maiden.

Perhaps we were destined
to meet.

This mechanism
is unlike any I've seen before.

It'll make a remarkable addition
to my exhibit.

It's just...

Come on. We can't stop now.

We're getting everything
we could have hoped for.

That's just it.
Look.

Most of this puzzle
has been solved already.

And Philip...

The confidence,
the compliments...

He says everything
you want to hear.

It feels
uncomfortably familiar.

Some of this
is pretty weird.

But it's
the Boiling Isles.

Everything's a little weird,
right?

Hey, why don't you
keep working on this

and I'll go
talk to Philip?

"I single-handedly
defeated the beast behind the door.

Tragically, I could not
save my companions."

Philip, why did you
bring us here?

Ah! I did it!
I solved the puzzle!

I needed a sacrifice.

What'd he say?

Lilith!

Well, with
the beast distracted,

I can finally get through
those doors.

You tricked us!
It was...

Destiny? Balderdash.

I was going to say, "Inevitable."

You two were easier
to trick than Blue Fang.

Hopefully you
and Aunt Dirtrude can last longer.

Lilith!

Hey! That better be your
own grave you're digging!

Found you.

I know you want to get home,

but nothing
is worth hurting people.

Oh, I disagree.

It was nice making
a cat's-paw out of you.

Good luck with your
crab castle or whatever.

You witches come up
with the worst lies.

Is this how it all ends
for Lilith Clawthorne?

Her body lost to time?

You were right about
that jerk weed.

I'm so sorry, Lilith.

Oh, your humility
before death truly heartens me.

Yeah, I should have
listened to you.

Wait.
I did listen to you.

Uh... Luz!

Eda's gonna kill me.
Eda's gonna kill me.

Eda's gonna kill me!

It's one of those
Stone Sleepers from

the Hecktaceous period!

It must have been
hibernating in here for ages.

Aw. Do you like that, boy?

Aw, you're good boy.
You were listening.

And so I doggedly limped home,

but I had my prize.

How to describe you?
Oval? Oblong?

A round boy?

Tell me how that thing's
gonna help you

build a portal
to the human realm.

Oh. No, I need this
for something else.

No? What do you mean "no"?

I mean, if it's information
you want,

perhaps we can
make an exchange.

I'll probably require
another sacrifice sooner or later.

If you or your aunt
want to...

You hate able sorcerers!

Stay mad.

Come, Luzura,
we're finished here.

Cool aunt.

You know, Luz,
if some jerk like Philip an build a portal,

then I'm sure you can too.

Thanks.

Hey, we have a little time
before the tide comes in.

You want to do
something exciting?

Balusters, Luz!
Deadwardian balusters!

Sorry, I, uh, haven't
been in touch.

There's been a lot going on.

You disappear from Bonesborough,
you're fixing up my old tower,

and then suddenly
I see you on a wanted poster.

And your mother tells me
about the petrification.

I wish you'd let us help.

But I do hear
I have a grandson now.

Yep,
King's a Clawthorne.

He can be a handful, but...

It's been over 20 years,
witch let.

I can't chase you anymore.

Then stop!
I've ruined your life.

Have you even
been able to carve a

new Palisman
since I attacked you?

Stop trying to forgive me.
I don't deserve it.

Don't worry,
I'm not here to try that again.

What is that?

It's a palistrom seed.

My Palisman-making days
are over,

but I've been helping
the Bat Queen replenish

her forests

so someone new
can learn the trade.

Did you come all the way
here just to brag?

Yes. But also to say, let
the past stay in the past,

witch let.

It's okay to move on.

And give Owlbert my regards.

Carving him with you
is one of my dearest memories.

We got lucky today,
Luz.

Next time those
time pools show up,

they could be on the other side
of the world.

Hey nerds! How
was your nerd quest?

You find that dead nerd?

Layin' it on a little thick,
there, Eda.

But yeah, we found Philip.

Whoa, seriously?

Yeah, he stunk.

I punched him
in the face.

Groovy, auntie.

Uh, you guys...
You guys need to stop that.

Those barbarians.
Those... Those witches!

It doesn't matter.

I just need to live long enough
to see this through.

And you're going to help me,
Collector.