Evermoor (2014) s01e04 Episode Script
Chapter 4
(theme music playing) You, uh, you have questions? No.
No, not questions.
Just one.
How are you alive? Oh, boring! Come on, come on.
You see that I'm alive.
So the really interesting question is Why? Very good.
"how" is just a list of facts, boring.
But "why," oh, that's so much more interesting.
Well? Mmm? Why? Oh, I can't tell you that.
Esmerelda.
That summer you came to stay, I said, "this girl's smart.
" Esmerelda wanted the house, the tapestry to herself! Hmm, I also said, "this girl has a lot to learn.
" Tell me what's going on, or I'll Tell the whole village you're here.
Ha! (sighs) And she's quiet.
A miracle.
(gasps) The golden thread.
Maybe I'll open a fast food joint.
Once you're chosen, I'll have lots of free time.
Two words, tex mex.
I might not be chosen, father.
Of course you will.
It's fate.
Crimson: (shouting) the boy! He's perished! Sebastian has perished! (grunting) In the hands of an everine like esmerelda, That thread can only predict the future.
But in the presence of a supreme everine With the old power, it can create it.
But the original everines are long gone, right? All but one.
Who, it was said, Would one day return.
It's you.
You're the supreme everine.
Oh! Oh, no, you don't.
Not this time.
Not on my watch.
(chanting in mystic language) Seb? What is this? Release from your grip this child.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean what I said.
If you wake up, I I won't join the circle.
If I promise, will you wake up? I promise.
Crimson: (sighs) I've failed.
(gasps) (grunts) (breathing heavily) (chuckles) the promise worked.
The spell worked! What is going on? And why are you still in our house? (panting) It was an ancient concoction.
Easy enough to make.
Then, bang, You wake up a few hours later no worse for wear.
All that so esmerelda couldn't get to you? I know esmerelda.
If she found out, she'd stop at nothing to harness that power.
Why didn't you just unpick the symbol? Then no one would know.
It's against the eternal law! You never unpick.
So we type esmerelda out of the house.
Don't touch that.
The typewriter's just a cheap trick.
To truly write the future, It must be sewn into the tapestry.
But the creepy goat.
And the pink frog.
(croaking) Anything made by that thing lasts no more than a day before it fades.
It's not a toy.
Cameron.
All will be revealed.
In the meantime, help me get this key out of the floor.
(chuckles) (gasps) Whoa! What happened? That depends.
What do you remember? Uh Nothing.
You don't remember being crazy about me? (laughs) Yeah, right.
(chuckles) You don't remember anything? I remember you.
Tori, right? Tara.
I'll see you around, tara.
(sharp exhale) You said it goes away! Shh! People will hear you.
What you create on the typewriter, It goes away after a day, you said.
Well, it didn't just go away.
Now he hardly knows me.
Not go away.
Fade.
(frog croaking) What was that? You just brought her back.
Well, the touch of the thread restores all.
Come on, goldie, let's set you free.
(bridget coos) Mayor doyle: (over speakers) the choosing will take place after the ceremonial bonfire.
I don't get it.
Where are the rides? Um Hey.
I was worried about you.
(stammers) how you feeling? Better than ever.
(grunts) No.
No, no! No! No! (gasps) You.
Thank you so much.
Esmerelda! I have the golden thread.
(bells chime softly) You started the fire.
I trusted you, cameron.
There is no loyalty but to evermoor.
You'll never be one of us, outsider.
Take this to the choosing.
Don't let it leave your sight.
Stop pouting.
It's not personal.
Lady, it is now.
You stole that thread from me.
Like you tried to steal it from aunt bridget? That thread belongs to the village! Careful.
The little old lady act's slipping.
This tradition is 1,000 years old.
You're a pup! You have no place here.
Cameron: Enough! This thing has brought nothing but trouble! Mayor doyle: The ceremonial bonfire will now be lit.
Well, I don't want to be part of it any more.
(villagers cheering) Child, give me the thread.
No, cam.
Give it to me.
It's not safe with her.
It's not safe with anyone.
No! The thread! The thread! This is all your fault.
I wish you'd never Come to this village.
(deep breath) May fate have mercy.
(sighs) (door opens) What did you do? You said you never unpick the thread.
That's the eternal law.
What does it matter now? So, what, we won't have ever come to evermoor? You won't ever have existed.
(folk music playing) (cheering) (gasps) jake! No.
No, no, mom! Hi! (gasps) no! (sobs) Tara, what's wrong? Seb, I'm so sorry.
If this is about sorsha, I'm not mad anymore.
She kissed me! Are you okay? Something terrible has happened.
I don't know how to fix it And I've never wanted magic to be more real.
(gasps) I gotta go.
I'm sorry, father.
I made a promise.
Sorsha! Where are you going? I don't know.
The gods are angry.
Something's very wrong.
(pants) The thread.
It's gone, isn't it? It's much worse than that.
Esmerelda unpicked us.
All of us! (grunts) But you can sew us back! You've got the old powers, right? Impossible.
The thread is gone.
(sighs) (typewriter clatters) Not all of it.
Hurry! Uh, bridget? Uh, bridget, help me! (grunts) (tara panting) Bridget, what's happening? Who are they? Bridget: The founders, The first everines.
What are they saying? They're saying (sighs) They're saying that it's you, tara.
It's you who have the old powers.
Tara: No.
No! Bridget: Forgive me.
All of this, my death, everything, was done To bring you here to evermoor manor so that you may fulfill your destiny.
You've got it wrong.
I'm 15 years old.
I have 15-year-old problems.
I don't know what to do! Bridget: Sew your family back! (thunder rumbling) (sighs) (gasps) ouch! Relax! I can't relax! You are the supreme everine.
Act like it! (sighs) (gasps) What? What? The thread is short.
Who's left to be sewn? Me and seb.
There's only enough thread for one of us.
Bridget: Listen to me, tara.
You must sew yourself.
You cannot betray your destiny.
I can't leave seb! I'm sorry, tara, you must! (sighs) I'm sorry.
Tara, you did the right thing.
(sniffles) Goodbye, aunt bridget.
Take care of my family.
(doors unlock) Bridget: No! And we have our everine! Sorsha! Okay.
Creepy vibe.
Where's tara? Who? What did I say? "tara.
" Who's tara? You promised.
If I started the fire and helped get rid of the crossleys, You promised you'd tell me what happened to my mother.
You have destroyed everything.
Better take care of these.
They are all you'll ever have of your mother.
(bells chime) (knocking on door) Hi.
Here to pick up your daughter.
Bella! Date's here! Bella: Coming! (insect buzzing) Hey there, fella.
You've been busy.
(Chuckles) P.
I.
Pete.
"pete exclaimed, "'well, I'll be pickled.
'" (chuckles) I see already this kid's annoying.
Not too annoying to be the star of one and a half e-books.
One and a half, huh? How's that going? What (clears throat) What makes him so annoying? He's not a kook.
I'd make him a she, too.
And she should be tenacious, You know, like a dog with a rope.
Stubborn, but fearless.
That's important.
Usually right.
Which you'd never admit to her.
But she's funny.
And loyal.
(clicks tongue) This girl have a name? Tallulah.
No.
Tara.
Bella: Hey! You ready to go? But she's too good to be true.
(Soft chuckle) You kids have a good time.
No way.
You are not bringing this thing.
(sighs) Come, everine.
You are one of us now.
No.
No, he remembered me.
A mere boy cannot bring you back.
It is done.
There must be a way! There must! Bye, mom.
I love you.
The golden thread.
Come on, tara.
(sighs) You're the supreme everine.
You're not an amateur anymore.
The touch of the thread restores all.
So where do you want to go on our date? (chuckles) what? So it is a date.
(chuckles) This child thinks she can rewrite the rules.
That cannot be allowed.
(chuckles) (theme music playing)
No, not questions.
Just one.
How are you alive? Oh, boring! Come on, come on.
You see that I'm alive.
So the really interesting question is Why? Very good.
"how" is just a list of facts, boring.
But "why," oh, that's so much more interesting.
Well? Mmm? Why? Oh, I can't tell you that.
Esmerelda.
That summer you came to stay, I said, "this girl's smart.
" Esmerelda wanted the house, the tapestry to herself! Hmm, I also said, "this girl has a lot to learn.
" Tell me what's going on, or I'll Tell the whole village you're here.
Ha! (sighs) And she's quiet.
A miracle.
(gasps) The golden thread.
Maybe I'll open a fast food joint.
Once you're chosen, I'll have lots of free time.
Two words, tex mex.
I might not be chosen, father.
Of course you will.
It's fate.
Crimson: (shouting) the boy! He's perished! Sebastian has perished! (grunting) In the hands of an everine like esmerelda, That thread can only predict the future.
But in the presence of a supreme everine With the old power, it can create it.
But the original everines are long gone, right? All but one.
Who, it was said, Would one day return.
It's you.
You're the supreme everine.
Oh! Oh, no, you don't.
Not this time.
Not on my watch.
(chanting in mystic language) Seb? What is this? Release from your grip this child.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean what I said.
If you wake up, I I won't join the circle.
If I promise, will you wake up? I promise.
Crimson: (sighs) I've failed.
(gasps) (grunts) (breathing heavily) (chuckles) the promise worked.
The spell worked! What is going on? And why are you still in our house? (panting) It was an ancient concoction.
Easy enough to make.
Then, bang, You wake up a few hours later no worse for wear.
All that so esmerelda couldn't get to you? I know esmerelda.
If she found out, she'd stop at nothing to harness that power.
Why didn't you just unpick the symbol? Then no one would know.
It's against the eternal law! You never unpick.
So we type esmerelda out of the house.
Don't touch that.
The typewriter's just a cheap trick.
To truly write the future, It must be sewn into the tapestry.
But the creepy goat.
And the pink frog.
(croaking) Anything made by that thing lasts no more than a day before it fades.
It's not a toy.
Cameron.
All will be revealed.
In the meantime, help me get this key out of the floor.
(chuckles) (gasps) Whoa! What happened? That depends.
What do you remember? Uh Nothing.
You don't remember being crazy about me? (laughs) Yeah, right.
(chuckles) You don't remember anything? I remember you.
Tori, right? Tara.
I'll see you around, tara.
(sharp exhale) You said it goes away! Shh! People will hear you.
What you create on the typewriter, It goes away after a day, you said.
Well, it didn't just go away.
Now he hardly knows me.
Not go away.
Fade.
(frog croaking) What was that? You just brought her back.
Well, the touch of the thread restores all.
Come on, goldie, let's set you free.
(bridget coos) Mayor doyle: (over speakers) the choosing will take place after the ceremonial bonfire.
I don't get it.
Where are the rides? Um Hey.
I was worried about you.
(stammers) how you feeling? Better than ever.
(grunts) No.
No, no! No! No! (gasps) You.
Thank you so much.
Esmerelda! I have the golden thread.
(bells chime softly) You started the fire.
I trusted you, cameron.
There is no loyalty but to evermoor.
You'll never be one of us, outsider.
Take this to the choosing.
Don't let it leave your sight.
Stop pouting.
It's not personal.
Lady, it is now.
You stole that thread from me.
Like you tried to steal it from aunt bridget? That thread belongs to the village! Careful.
The little old lady act's slipping.
This tradition is 1,000 years old.
You're a pup! You have no place here.
Cameron: Enough! This thing has brought nothing but trouble! Mayor doyle: The ceremonial bonfire will now be lit.
Well, I don't want to be part of it any more.
(villagers cheering) Child, give me the thread.
No, cam.
Give it to me.
It's not safe with her.
It's not safe with anyone.
No! The thread! The thread! This is all your fault.
I wish you'd never Come to this village.
(deep breath) May fate have mercy.
(sighs) (door opens) What did you do? You said you never unpick the thread.
That's the eternal law.
What does it matter now? So, what, we won't have ever come to evermoor? You won't ever have existed.
(folk music playing) (cheering) (gasps) jake! No.
No, no, mom! Hi! (gasps) no! (sobs) Tara, what's wrong? Seb, I'm so sorry.
If this is about sorsha, I'm not mad anymore.
She kissed me! Are you okay? Something terrible has happened.
I don't know how to fix it And I've never wanted magic to be more real.
(gasps) I gotta go.
I'm sorry, father.
I made a promise.
Sorsha! Where are you going? I don't know.
The gods are angry.
Something's very wrong.
(pants) The thread.
It's gone, isn't it? It's much worse than that.
Esmerelda unpicked us.
All of us! (grunts) But you can sew us back! You've got the old powers, right? Impossible.
The thread is gone.
(sighs) (typewriter clatters) Not all of it.
Hurry! Uh, bridget? Uh, bridget, help me! (grunts) (tara panting) Bridget, what's happening? Who are they? Bridget: The founders, The first everines.
What are they saying? They're saying (sighs) They're saying that it's you, tara.
It's you who have the old powers.
Tara: No.
No! Bridget: Forgive me.
All of this, my death, everything, was done To bring you here to evermoor manor so that you may fulfill your destiny.
You've got it wrong.
I'm 15 years old.
I have 15-year-old problems.
I don't know what to do! Bridget: Sew your family back! (thunder rumbling) (sighs) (gasps) ouch! Relax! I can't relax! You are the supreme everine.
Act like it! (sighs) (gasps) What? What? The thread is short.
Who's left to be sewn? Me and seb.
There's only enough thread for one of us.
Bridget: Listen to me, tara.
You must sew yourself.
You cannot betray your destiny.
I can't leave seb! I'm sorry, tara, you must! (sighs) I'm sorry.
Tara, you did the right thing.
(sniffles) Goodbye, aunt bridget.
Take care of my family.
(doors unlock) Bridget: No! And we have our everine! Sorsha! Okay.
Creepy vibe.
Where's tara? Who? What did I say? "tara.
" Who's tara? You promised.
If I started the fire and helped get rid of the crossleys, You promised you'd tell me what happened to my mother.
You have destroyed everything.
Better take care of these.
They are all you'll ever have of your mother.
(bells chime) (knocking on door) Hi.
Here to pick up your daughter.
Bella! Date's here! Bella: Coming! (insect buzzing) Hey there, fella.
You've been busy.
(Chuckles) P.
I.
Pete.
"pete exclaimed, "'well, I'll be pickled.
'" (chuckles) I see already this kid's annoying.
Not too annoying to be the star of one and a half e-books.
One and a half, huh? How's that going? What (clears throat) What makes him so annoying? He's not a kook.
I'd make him a she, too.
And she should be tenacious, You know, like a dog with a rope.
Stubborn, but fearless.
That's important.
Usually right.
Which you'd never admit to her.
But she's funny.
And loyal.
(clicks tongue) This girl have a name? Tallulah.
No.
Tara.
Bella: Hey! You ready to go? But she's too good to be true.
(Soft chuckle) You kids have a good time.
No way.
You are not bringing this thing.
(sighs) Come, everine.
You are one of us now.
No.
No, he remembered me.
A mere boy cannot bring you back.
It is done.
There must be a way! There must! Bye, mom.
I love you.
The golden thread.
Come on, tara.
(sighs) You're the supreme everine.
You're not an amateur anymore.
The touch of the thread restores all.
So where do you want to go on our date? (chuckles) what? So it is a date.
(chuckles) This child thinks she can rewrite the rules.
That cannot be allowed.
(chuckles) (theme music playing)