The Mysterious Benedict Society (2021) s01e04 Episode Script

1
(MACHINE WHIRS)
The Emergency comes from messages.
KATE: Messages come from a transmitter
in a high place, like a tower.
The only way into that
tower is as a Messenger.
REYNIE: So, we just have
to be the best of the best,
do well in our classes
and become Messengers.
You may achieve Messenger status
faster than any student
in our history, Reynie.
Mr. Bloom? It's me, Reynie Muldoon.
I have no idea who you are.
He doesn't even remember his own name.
- They erased his memory.
- Swept his mind.
- STICKY: It's students' names.
- REYNIE: Rankings?
KATE: Constance and I are in yellow.
What happens to Charlie?
So, if Constance and I don't
get our grades up, we're next?
We have to make sure
you don't get barged.
Or worse
Kate and Constance, they're struggling.
There is no room for error.
Which is why we cannot let them fail.
REYNIE: "Become what you are not".
- KATE: What does that mean?
- He wants us to cheat.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
(TWIG SNAPS)
(GASPS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(CREAKS)
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
(DOOR CREAKS CLOSE)
Oh.
(QUIRKY MUSIC)
(THEME MUSIC)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
- It's unethical.
- I agree, but
How could he ask us to cheat?
Sticky! Situational awareness, please.
George is not like us.
He can't control emotions
for tactical advantage.
Does Benedict actually want us to cheat?
Cheating comes with the territory
in the spy game. Tradecraft.
If we get caught, our brains get erased.
But if we don't cheat, Kate
and Constance get barged
and their brains get erased.
Maybe we don't have to cheat.
That's the same journal I
saw him writing in before.
Probably loaded with key intel.
We get a peek inside that,
we can end this thing
right here, right now.
How are we supposed to do that?
KATE: I've got it all figured out.
I call it Behind the Curtain,
Assault Alpha.
Diagrams and schematics to follow.
(SIGHS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
NUMBER TWO: Wine-braised octopus.
MILLIGAN: Hmm.
Haven't seen you all morning.
Ah, got up early to remove
my braids. Almost done.
Crafting a new character for
some future undercover work.
Her name is Demetra.
Disgraced badminton star,
lots of baggage, ghosts.
Why would we ever need you undercover
as a disgraced badminton star?
Hmm. You don't know until you know.
Why was she disgraced?
Rather not talk about it.
I mean, Rhonda would. She wouldn't.
You're a bit sharper than usual, eh?
RHONDA: Everything okay?
I wouldn't know where to begin.
(MILLIGAN GROANS)
A trace of Scotch bonnet.
A whisper, not a shout.
(BENEDICT GROANS)
That foliage continues to
obscure my line of sight!
I need a better vantage.
(BENEDICT EXHALES SHARPLY)
(SIGHS)
Apologies. I'm a bit rattled.
I suppose we all are.
I'm great.
First, I ask them to go undercover
and risk their lives and now cheating?
You know how that makes me feel.
Nausea, regret.
If I could track those divers
the children mentioned,
it might provide some crucial detail.
I need to get my eyes on that
inlet from somewhere up high.
Widow's Peak. Three miles
due north, straight to the top.
Offers a promising vantage point.
Treacherous hike though.
(BENEDICT SIGHS) That's perfect.
And with the right
telescoptics (GASPS)
A Dobsonian mounted reflector.
Or maybe even a four-inch refractor, eh?
Yes! We just might see something.
Some clue to what my brother
is building in the water.
Ah! We must leave at once!
Excuse me! You're a wanted man.
That's why we're in the woods,
to avoid the people who
are coming after you.
If you were to be spotted
Please let Milligan handle this.
Fine.
Can I at least help with the lens
modifications, Number Two?
(RATTLES)
Have you noticed that Number
Two's been a bit distant?
I prefer to remain neutral
on workplace matters.
Fully respect that.
(GROANS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
- STUDENT 1: What's he doing?
- STUDENT 2: The man is journaling.
Good afternoon, Dr. Curtain.
Oh, Reynard Muldoon. Muldoon, Reynard.
Do you ever notice you have a perfectly
balanced, well-syllabled name?
Thank you. Sorry to interrupt.
No, I welcome it, human interaction.
What can I do you for?
Do you have a burning question
from our previous two-man conclave?
Yes. Caesar salad.
Always an intriguing first course, yes.
(CONSTANCE SIGHS)
And?
Well, does making it table-side
actually improve the taste?
Ah, well, um, a meal
isn't just about taste.
It's presentation, texture,
auditory intrigue.
It's like theater.
Do you mind if I write that down, sir?
No. Would you like a pen? There you are.
(CURTAIN CHUCKLES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
STICKY: There she is.
(STICKY SIGHS)
She has to stop moving.
I can't make anything out.
Is is that all?
Well, I came over because I noticed that
your journal has a lot
of dog-eared pages.
Oh. (CHUCKLES)
I must say, that's a bit surprising.
You're surprised that I have pages
to which I frequently refer?
Oh, no, sir. I'm surprised that
no one has thought to offer you these.
Bookmarks.
Well, ribbons functioning as bookmarks.
Oh. Well, thank you, Reynard.
Constance, go tell Kate,
"Move the mirror seven
centimeters southwest".
(CONSTANCE SIGHS HEAVILY)
- Thank you.
- REYNIE: Wait.
Aren't you gonna put them in?
Oh.
(CURTAIN CHUCKLES)
Never defer happiness.
The number two killer of journals
is dog-earing, they say.
CURTAIN: Oh, wow.
(MOUTHING) What?
Who exactly says that?
Everyone
- Oh.
- back home.
Uh, it's a regional-ism.
STICKY: Come on, Reynie. Keep stalling.
In fact, there's this one woman,
Izzy Paladonia, she's locally famous.
And I assume she coined the maxim?
Yes, yes. She specializes
in journal upkeep.
- She's a master at calfskin revival.
- Calfskin
REYNIE: And people travel
from all around the world
- to learn from her.
- CURTAIN: Do they?
REYNIE: Yes.
Left.
REYNIE: And she's been gathering
a larger cult following.
Really?
STICKY: Got it.
And that's Izzy Paladonia.
That's Izzy Paladonia.
Wow. Reynie, it is laudable
to have interests in our world,
as esoterically ludicrous
as they may appear
to almost everyone else.
CURTAIN: Thank you for this.
This was, um, very kind.
- Thank you.
- Yes.
- Sir.
- Good day.
Hmm.
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
Man, that is impressive.
(SCOFFS)
I know a guy who could do
this in half of the time.
You do not know a guy.
Please, just let him focus.
Focus isn't the issue.
Artistic talent is.
There's a diagram in here and
I can't draw to save my life.
We could always steal another look.
- No!
- No!
All right.
Almost done. And finished.
Wow! This is
Garbage.
Give me those.
Backwards. Mirror image. Voilà.
Oh, is this a deer?
STICKY: It's supposed to be a shoe.
- Maybe I've lost my touch.
- Your memory's photographic.
It must be this cryptic
because it's important.
He's hiding something for sure.
There has to be something in there.
Yes, but Kate and Constance
are running out of time.
I have a lot of tests coming up.
Then we have to focus on passing them
by any means necessary.
Any means.
I'll help Constance
in Mr. Oshiro's class.
For you two, I'm thinking Morse code.
Sticky, you can softly
tap out the answers.
Are you out of your mind?
(SHUSHES)
It's not right.
This can work. You're
the best with Morse code.
And we believe in you.
Speak for yourself.
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
- (DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)
- (CAT MEOWING IN DISTANCE)
NUMBER TWO: This is troubling.
How could you do something so
risky? You could get caught.
- Never happen.
- I caught you easily, really easily.
You only caught me
because you followed me.
Proving you can be followed,
and thus, my point.
How often are you going
on these outings?
As often as needed,
and not often enough.
I get the risk.
I don't think you do. Given
what's at stake in this mission,
given what we're up against,
everything has to go
towards that mission!
- Yes, exactly!
- So, we agree.
About this? No.
You could expose our entire
operation, and for what?
What does any of this lead to?
I don't know. We'll have to see, eh?
I know you mean well.
- But this gesture
- (SIGHS)
Think rationally, what does it change?
Besides making you feel like
you're doing something.
What's tangible?
One small act leads to
another, and then another,
and eventually becomes something bigger.
Or maybe it doesn't.
Either way, doing something,
anything, keeps me sane.
Allows me to function. That's tangible.
So, yes. I need to do this. And
you need for me to do it too.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Why are you sweating?
Shame. Guilt. Apprehension.
Take your pick.
What if I fail? I don't like
letting people down.
You won't.
This is all really rough for me.
Exams, consonance drills.
These are my nightmares.
But you? You're made for it.
You are.
However, if things do get out of hand,
I will distract Ms. De La
Torre with a flash bomb.
Non-lethal, of course.
And then, we will rappel
out through the ceiling.
All right. Let's do this.
Anything suspicious, and we
abort. Look for my signal.
- Constance?
- Oh, yes. I will not be doing the plan.
What? Constance, wait,
wait. You have to.
Constance.
Constance.
OSHIRO: Let's get to it.
Describe how you might fold
this structure 12 times,
evenly, while blindfolded.
Assume you have been given no
more than 15 seconds to study it
and defend your strategy
without referring back
to the drawing afterward.
Begin.
- Trail mix.
- Yup.
Dried pineapple for energy.
Marcona almonds to keep you sated
through the rough stretches.
Thank you.
(GRUNTS)
If you need a little, hmm
ackee and saltfish.
My roommate at university
was from Jamaica.
Uh, ackee is illegal in the
vast majority of the country.
Why is that?
It contains hypoglycin, which
can kill you in a near-instant.
When properly prepared,
all toxins dissipate. Eh?
Perfectly harmless.
It's just incredible to me
that people would take an
unnecessary chance with their health
and that of others.
Nothing to worry about.
NUMBER TWO: How did
you even get this fruit?
Did you assess individual ripeness
prior to reaching a boiling point?
I didn't need to. I would never
put us at unnecessary risk.
MILLIGAN: Mr. Benedict. Optics prepared?
Yes, yes. Collimated perfectly.
- NUMBER TWO: What are you doing?
- Ooh.
I'm a set of eyes!
Eyes that will recognize
what they're looking for.
You know, the Katsuta Precept.
An observer who knows
the heart of the enemy
is worth a dozen skilled scouts.
I'd say that was as true today
as it was in feudal Japan.
- Wouldn't you say?
- Mm-hmm.
- It's reckless.
- I don't know.
A little recklessness
might do some good, eh?
Thank you for your
nonsensical suggestion.
- (GROANS SOFTLY)
- Who knows where he has people looking?
You will be captured, bound,
then encaged, fed saltines,
if anything, through a
hatch in an iron room.
Through a hatch!
Yes, it is not without risk.
But I'm still going.
Milligan, after you. Cheers.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
(BENEDICT GRUNTS)
Thank you. Thank you.
Now, it is very well.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Before we begin, thank
you for your dedication.
I'm impressed, honored,
grateful. Best of luck.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Begin.
(CLOCK TICKING)
(GRUNTS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)
Sticky Washington.
Drop the pencil.
And report to the waiting
room immediately.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(GROANS)
I gotta stay hydrated.
I researched the number one cause of
hiking fatalities is dehydration so
Only two more miles
until we reach the summit.
Hmm.
Two miles. Excellent. Excellent.
I just need to get a look at him
and then I'll see and I'll know,
I'll find a weakness.
I thought that the objective
was to get eyes on
the construction project.
Oh, of course. This mission
has many dimensions.
It's a fact-finding mission.
- There's
- Halt!
That is stinging nettle.
Tiny, needle-like hairs.
Itching welts, redness,
rash. Lasting pain.
Oh, my.
It seems you've been stung before?
I believe I have.
Thank you, Milligan. (CHUCKLES)
You are really made for
the outdoors, aren't you?
I suppose I am.
- Did you say two miles? Ah.
- Two.
(DOOR BUZZING)
- JACKSON: Wait here.
- Um
What exactly am I waiting for?
(DOOR BUZZING)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(CHAIR CREAKING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(GASPS)
(GASPING CONTINUES)
(GRUNTS)
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
(SIGHS)
I've been thinking.
After our encounter in Stonetown,
I felt the aura here shift.
- The aura?
- The vibe.
RHONDA: The etheric energy.
I won't work somewhere where
the rules are exceedingly rigid,
and the vibe is so professionally humid.
And I won't let someone's personal
business endanger our mission.
I'm not going to stop, Number Two.
Then maybe, you should leave.
I'll finish installing the
camouflage, then I'm gone.
Call them what you will, but
to me, there are no small acts.
(DOOR OPENS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
So, how'd the you-know-what go?
I aced the feeble test. Oshiro
acknowledged me as his superior.
That look on his face was surprise
since you were failing before.
I decided to try.
Where's Sticky?
Okay. Brutal honesty.
It did not go well.
I don't think we need to panic yet,
but Sticky did get caught and
was sent to the Waiting Room.
What?
This is all my fault.
I would argue that it's Kate's fault.
He could be waiting there to be erased.
I anticipated something
like this might happen,
so I went ahead and
created 23 rescue scenarios
in case one of you ever got caught.
Sticky only loses an arm in two of them.
But you're the brains,
so I'll let you choose
which one we go with.
Someone loses an arm in
two different scenarios?
Not someone. Sticky.
I appreciate the spirit of that, but
A couple scenarios
need work, I'll admit.
At this point, should we
consider Sticky a casualty?
No! We have to help him.
We need a plan, one where
someone doesn't lose anything.
We should find out what
happens in the Waiting Room,
shake someone down.
(SIGHS) Poor Sticky.
He will be crushed under pressure.
You're both thinking it.
- (CRACKS)
- (GRUNTS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(GASPING)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(BELL TOLLS)
MAN: I am beyond worry at this point.
We're doing everything that we can.
MAN: The Emergency keeps getting worse.
I hate to cancel our trip
to the salt flats, but
WOMAN: It's just not safe anywhere now.
There's no one at the wheel.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(APPLAUSE)
HOST: She might go by
the name Number Two,
but she's been number one
here at the Sheffield's Classic
for two years in a row.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
You know that doesn't help.
- Not in the slightest.
- Hmm.
Keeps me sane. And when
I'm sane, I'm unbeatable.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Oh.
Hello there.
Have you been waiting
a while? Please, come in.
(CLOCK TICKS)
Well, come in.
- (DOOR CLOSES)
- Have a seat.
Amazing.
- CURTAIN: So
- I cheated.
I'm sorry. I know it was wrong,
and you probably don't believe me,
but believe me that I
did not want to do it,
and I'll never do it again.
Cheating? Well, that's news to me.
Ms. De La Torre's report only
mentions disruptive fidgeting.
There's already a report?
What disturbs me is that
you'd feel the need to cheat.
Walk me through that.
What?
Would you say there's a
flaw in our curriculum?
Is there something we're not seeing?
(KEYBOARD CLATTERS)
Well, perhaps it's
all the pressure, sir.
The tests. It can be a lot
to handle for children.
- Oh.
- Mildly terrifying.
I don't think they measure
true intelligence,
or all forms of intelligence.
Wow.
Even now, looking out
for the lesser student.
How altruistic. (CHUCKLES)
You weren't fidgeting.
I know it was Morse code.
CURTAIN: It's clever, Mr. Washington.
But let's be honest.
You weren't exactly using
a telegraph, were you?
The recipient was in the room.
Who were you working with,
Sticky? Was it Polly Mayfire?
She's so vocal about her
knowledge of cryptology.
Too vocal, I think.
It was Pyotr Fernsby.
No, he's not brave enough.
It must be somebody.
Who?
Wow. Look at that.
Loyalty under pressure.
That's admirable.
But there is the greater
good to consider.
Progress cannot be interrupted.
Now, perhaps a bit more waiting then.
You were only in there a short time.
That was a short time?
Oh, yes. No time at all.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(BENEDICT SIGHS)
BENEDICT: Now,
according to the children,
the activity is due east of the inlet.
So, let's see.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Ah (LAUGHS)
There it is. Oh, my goodness.
It's a fan blade of some kind.
Massive. Gears, motors,
high-voltage wiring.
Those are hydroelectric turbines.
Why does he need all that power?
That, my friend, is the question.
It's vastly more than what he
needs for subliminal messaging.
(SIGHS)
Something bigger is coming.
MILLIGAN: We should strategize,
get back to the encampment.
No, no, no. No. All the
more reason to stay. No.
- It's getting late, sir.
- No, no, no.
Our work here is not
yet complete, Milligan.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Please. Just a bit longer.
I know there's more.
I know that he'll
he'll reveal something.
We'll stay until we spot him, sir.
Thank you, Milligan.
(DOOR CLOSES)
- (DOOR OPENS)
- (SIGHS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
NUMBER TWO: Could you give me a hand?
Thank you.
(SOFT MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)
Sticky!
Sticky!
Sticky, what happened?
Sticky?
Sticky?
Your memory.
Oh, no.
Please, you have to remember me. Please!
Reynie
it was awful.
You remember my name.
So, you weren't brainswept.
Sadly, I remember everything.
I thought anxiety meant
stomachaches and eye twitching.
But the Waiting Room?
It's unbelievable what
it can make you think.
That sounds terrible.
(CREAKING)
- Wonderful Wetherall and her Sticky!
- (CONSTANCE WHISTLES)
(GRUNTS)
Oh, man! I'm so glad
to see you! I was
We were worried.
Did Curtain interrogate
you under a bright lamp?
Did you give us up? Did you rat?
No.
I'm sorry you had to
go through that alone.
Actually, I think I might be tough.
At least, when it comes to
protecting something I care about.
Kate, I'm scared to ask.
How did you do on your test?
Total disaster.
We'll have confirmation when
the list goes up tomorrow.
This is starting to feel hopeless.
And dangerous. Don't forget dangerous.
Curtain said I was
interrupting progress.
He's getting closer to something.
Actually, I have good news.
"The voice of the prince from
an interior apartment calling out,
'Noble Waldemar Fitzurse!'
And with bonnet doffed,
the future chancellor
hastened to receive
the orders of the future sovereign".
(LAUGHS)
(WOLF HOWLS)
Well, it's been a tough day, hasn't it?
Well, we Important discovery
with the turbines though, I think?
I can't help but feel I'm hunting
something just out of reach.
You know, Milligan, uh
there might be a way for us to help you.
To recover what is lost.
Or, rather, what has
been taken from you.
There's a puzzle inside me, sir,
that wants to be solved, but I
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
I can't help feeling
I'm missing a piece.
A puzzle missing a piece, that's like
Oh, I can't think of a simile.
Long day. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Just, um, know that I'm here for you.
When and if.
That's very kind of you, sir.
Now, shall we continue? Oh.
NUMBER TWO: You're on page 130.
Ah. Thank you, Number Two. Let's see
Ta-ta-da, ta-ta-da. Yes!
"On the next morning,
the knight departed early
with the intention of
making a long journey.
The condition of his horse,
which he had carefully spared
during the preceding morning,
being such as enabled him to travel far
without the necessity of much repose".
It took time, but I decoded the journal.
All of your sounds annoy me.
I couldn't concentrate.
- Our sounds?
- Yeah.
Kate's finger tapping, Sticky's
chewing, Reynie's breathing.
- My breathing?
- You breathe like a fat man.
When I finally had silence, I saw it.
- The book is in Caesar code.
- You mean like ROT13?
Standard substitution cipher?
Where the letter written stands
for the letter 13 places away?
Kind of. First word is ROT13,
but the second is ROT14 and so on.
Wow.
A rotating ROT code. "Rote" ROT.
Way to go.
That's amazing, Constance.
Stop your breathing, and I can do more.
Man, this guy is paranoid. But
I'm pretty sure I can read it now.
KATE: Great!
The first page is about
competing headwear options.
"Tuques versus berets". Odd.
And the shoe I was drawing is
supposed to be a diagram of his brain.
- Next.
- He's just talking to himself here.
STICKY: "The endless burden
of greatness is mine to bear".
Then he goes into his diet regimen?
What's "agro-paleo"?
Boring. Anything we can use?
Um Here. He's outlining something.
A huge plan, imminent changes,
and something called The Improvement.
The Improvement? There's
no way that's good.
What's that part?
It looks like a list of names.
"Francis Lin, Bertrand Kohl,
Hildegard Billingsley".
Her parents must have hated her.
"Arthur Bloom".
REYNIE: The school inspector
whose memory got erased.
It must be some kind of enemies list
for people he wants to brainsweep.
Wait
there's more.
"Rhonda Kazembe,
Number Two".
"Nicholas Benedict".
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
BENEDICT: Hmm.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
You're up early, sir.
Oh, good morning.
Oh, as a child, my brother
was always an early bird.
He never really noticed that he also
always woke me up in the process.
He was just so sure
that if he overslept,
he'd miss some revolutionary discovery.
(SIGHS)
Here's to hoping some
habits never die. Yes?
BENEDICT: Oh, Milligan. Milligan.
I see him. Oh
MILLIGAN: What's he doing?
BENEDICT: I'm not sure, but
he has astounding posture.
Posture.
My word, he's so healthy looking.
MILLIGAN: Healthy.
- Fit.
- Well, I mean, you could if you
Whoa, wait, wait, wait. Wait.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(RATTLING)
Yes.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Watch it, scofflaw.
(QUIRKY MUSIC)
REYNIE: Sticky and I are near the top.
That's good.
Good? That's great.
REYNIE: And Constance is in the green.
Oh, no.
REYNIE: Kate, I don't know what to say.
Don't say anything. I'm used
to moving around freely.
Just bummed I never got
my hands on the Tower.
No use dwelling on failure.
It's like that old saying.
"A good soldier"
Forgot the rest. I'll have
it by our next mission.
Whenever that is.
You're not scared about
getting brainswept?
Hmm, I hadn't thought about that.
Welp, next time I see you
if I don't know you
I knew you.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(LUGGAGE RATTLES)
What do you think you're doing?
- I I think it's sprained.
- Get up!
Injuries are for the weak.
Show some mettle!
MARTINA: Tetherball is the
pride of this institution.
Get off my court.
(GRUNTS)
STUDENT: Come on. You'll be fine.
Hey, Bucket! You're up. My
forearm slice needs a victim.
- I'm supposed to report to
- I wasn't asking. Now!
(SIGHS) Nothing to lose at this point.
Lose that filthy thing.
Regulation match.
None of that urchin game
you picked up in the streets.
Just serve.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
("LET'S GO" BY THE CARS PLAYING)
She's driving away ♪
With the dim lights on ♪
And she's making a play ♪
She can't go wrong ♪
When she says ♪
"Let's go" ♪
(GROANING)
(SIGHS)
Unsophisticated, just like I
thought. But there's potential.
- Becky! Get her sizes.
- What?
You're joining my team.
Obviously.
I'm actually being barged right now.
Couldn't do it if I wanted to.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(FERRY HORN HONKS)
REYNIE: She didn't even say goodbye.
She was a little rough around the edges,
but I felt like she was
our secret weapon.
Sadness inside me.
REYNIE: I don't know if
we can do this without her.
KATE: "A good soldier never looks back".
Remembered it.
- REYNIE: Kate!
- STICKY: Kate!
Kate?
- Sorry.
- It's all good.
How'd you pull it off?
Apparently, Martina wanted me
on her tetherball team so badly,
she went straight to Curtain
who actually listened.
- So, you can stay?
- Yup.
It's like a probationary scholarship.
There was tons of paperwork,
but my record's clean.
And now, I'm tetherball
junior assistant captain.
Which I am sure Martina made up.
What's her title?
Empress Supreme Magistral
of the Flaming Backhand.
WOMAN: Sailor. Release him.
Like I said, continue.
Um
Constance, are you okay?
You're telling me none of you hear that?
- Not this again.
- There is a voice in my head.
It comes and goes, but it's not mine.
It's like in another room.
But the door is closed,
so I can't hear it clearly.
We should go. Oshiro's
class starts in 15.
I believe you, Constance.
Please connect the nine
dots using four lines,
without the pen leaving the
paper or any dots left over.
Begin.
(DOOR OPENS)
Hello, my lateral thinkers!
STUDENTS: Good afternoon, Dr. Curtain!
(SIGHS) It is, isn't it?
I usually do this more formally,
but it just can't wait.
As you know, we here at the
Institute are called to excellence.
And some of you have answered
that call more quickly
and unconventionally than expected.
So, please join me in celebrating
our newest Messengers.
Reynie Muldoon.
And Sticky Washington.
Thank you, Mr. Oshiro.
STUDENT 1: What?
- STUDENT 2: There's no way.
- STUDENT 3: Seriously?
That's enough.
- STUDENT 4: How did they get it?
- Congratulations, students.
- NUMBER TWO: A hidden entrance.
- BENEDICT: Yeah.
It's subterranean, it appears.
Underwater machinery
pumping out massive,
near-endless amounts of energy.
Yes, yes. That, of course. But
this passageway I've discovered
Against all odds,
despite your resistance
He'll never let you live this down.
is precisely the lead
we've hoped for.
Well, it's certainly an unexpected find.
- What should we do?
- (GROANS)
Direct infiltration is too risky.
At far too sensitive a moment.
- But the children could do it.
- (BENEDICT SIGHS)
I know. But it's so dangerous.
I'd never forgive myself
if something happened.
As you say, sometimes it's
more dangerous to do nothing.
And I do know exactly how they
can get into that underground.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I have faith in them.
We must send them in.
(CLOSING THEME MUSIC)