Poltergeist: The Legacy (1996) s01e08 Episode Script
Doppleganger
[thunder crashing]
[sobbing]
[groaning]
[roaring]
[Derek whimpering]
[Derek whimpering]
-[screams]
-[lightning crackling]
[panting]
[thunder crashing]
Are you the one?
Huh?
Who Who are you?
Are you the one?
"The one"?
Are you the one?
-[electricity crackles]
-[yelling]
[groaning]
Forget all about me.
Just a dream.
Just a dream.
[narrator]
Since the beginning of time,
mankind has existed between
the world of light and
the world of darkness.
Our secret society
has been here forever,
protecting others
from the creatures
who inhabit the shadows
in the night,
known only to the initiated
by our true name:
The Legacy.
[children chattering]
[bell tolling in distance]
Hi, can I play?
Hey, you, new girl,
what's your name?
Katherine. Kat, for short.
All right, then, Kat,
if you wanna be one of us,
you're gonna have to pass
the initiation.
What initiation?
Your name's Kat,
so how about cat and mouse?
Except now you're the mouse.
You run away,
we count to ten
and chase after you.
And if we catch you,
you get initiated.
What does that mean?
One, two
What's gonna happen?
three, four.
We're gonna get you, mousie.
Run!
Five,
six,
seven, eight,
nine,
ten!
[girls yelling indistinctly]
We're gonna find you!
We're gonna get you, mousie.
Where did she go?
Find her! Find her! Find her!
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
-[child whispers] Don't worry.
-[gasps]
Everything will be fine.
Who are you?
-Your new best friend.
-[girls yelling in distance]
Here they come.
Leave everything to me.
[girl] Here she is!
[girls yelling]
[gasps]
Cats have claws.
Initiation time.
[wind howling]
[screaming]
[indistinct chanting]
[bones snapping]
[Derek] The mummy's tomb
was buried by an earthquake
some 3,000 years ago.
This is what it probably
looked like.
Cairo House has asked
for our expertise, facilities
and immediate attention.
Who exactly was buried here
remains a mystery.
Legends of murder
and supernatural occurrences
surround the tomb.
Our job is to identify
the mummy
and, if possible,
cause of death.
The reconstruction
of a Middle Kingdom tomb
here, in the house?
I must be dreaming.
Dreaming?
Well, hopefully more pleasantly
than I did last night.
An Egyptian ritual
disembowelment
at the hands
of my closest friends.
Mmm. Intriguing.
Yeah, Dr. Freud would have
a field day with that one.
That, or those legends
really do have some teeth.
[cell phone rings]
Excuse me.
Any word from Nick?
Oh, He's on his way back.
Plane landed at 1:30
this morning.
it took eight hours
to clear customs.
Everything should be off
the ferry by late afternoon.
-Mmm. Doesn't leave us
much time.
-[Rachel] What?
That's why
I need everyone here.
No, I'll be right there.
Sorry, I can't help.
There's been a mix-up
at Kat's new school.
-I gotta go.
-Nothing serious?
[clicks tongue]
I'll let you know.
Well, let's start building
the database.
[headmistress]
Here at Claremont,
we expect our girls
to behave like young ladies.
Your daughter
attacked another student.
We have several witnesses.
No, I'm
I'm sure there must be
some kind of mistake.
Katherine has never done
anything like that.
Jane Hankin,
the victim of the assault,
suffered a dislocated elbow,
as well as cuts and scrapes.
Quite frankly,
when your daughter lied--
Excuse me.
My daughter does not lie.
Really?
Yeah.
Then I suppose it must
have been her friend Callie.
Who?
Callie.
I thought you would have
heard her name before for sure.
She's your daughter's
imaginary friend.
"Imaginary friend"?
You see? We had no choice.
Your daughter is suspended
for one week.
And in order to be readmitted,
she must write
a letter of apology
to both Jane Hankin
and the school.
Is that clear?
Perfectly.
[teacher] Very good.
She's quite an artist,
isn't she?
[school bell rings]
Good day.
I hate her.
She doesn't believe me.
Okay. I'm listening.
Well, you wanna tell me
about your imaginary friend?
I understand
her name is Callie.
I hate this school.
Everybody's so mean to me.
Everybody except Callie?
That's right.
I'm never coming back.
Oh, oh, oh.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
That's not the way
we do things around here.
You can't just quit
'cause you had a bad day.
You know
Didn't exactly
make my day, either.
Called to
the principal's office.
Kind of, mmm
Brought back bad memories.
You got called to
the principal's office?
-Really?
-Yeah. [chuckles]
You think you're the only
outlaw around here? Uh-uh.
And you're also not
the first woman in this family
who has punched
somebody out, because
Probably because they
deserved it, but--
Uh, mmm-hmm.
Now, I am not saying
that I approve of this,
but, Katherine, I know
that I have spent a lot of time
away from home lately.
Well, between my practice
and The Legacy Oh!
Do you know what they're
doing there this weekend?
They're actually studying
a real Egyptian mummy.
The mummy.
We can see the mummy.
We'll have lots of fun.
Can we go?
-Where?
-To see the mummy.
Oh. I'll have to call Derek,
but why not?
On one condition.
You promise me that you will
write those letters of apology
the minute we get back.
-Deal?
-Deal.
Okay.
Better attitude. Hit the road.
Let's go. Move it,
move it, move it.
Pretty impressive, huh?
Yeah.
So how's it going?
Not bad. Just, uh, checking
the manifest of these contents.
You want a hand?
Sure, can you take
this downstairs?
Okay. Gentle. Have you got it?
-Yep.
-Okay.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
[Rachel]
Thanks for letting us
spend the weekend.
I promise we'll stay out
of your hair.
Well, I can actually use
some help determining
the mummy's age
and possible cause of death.
Sure, anything I can do.
Look at all this stuff.
Derek, this is fantastic.
Oh, Katherine, have you
ever seen anything like this?
Yeah, just like the pictures
in my history book, Mom.
Really?
Now, okay, wh-what are these?
Canopic jars.
They hold the embalmed
vital organs of the deceased.
I think that's the intestines.
-Bleh!
-[chuckles] Oh, charming.
Come on, I'll show you
where we're setting it up.
Okay.
Kat.
[Derek] In here.
-[growling]
-[screams]
Callie, you scared me.
Everything's here.
It's all here.
You and I are gonna have
a lot of fun this weekend.
[Derek] Katherine?
Here, catch.
Ow.
[Derek] Katherine,
your mother is waiting.
Ooh! I'll take that.
What's that?
-Oh, you hurt your hand, huh?
-Mmm-hmm.
A little scrape.
You better show your mom.
Okay.
[thunder crashing]
That's a bad man,
isn't he, kitty?
We must make sure
the bad man
doesn't see too much.
[softly] Kat?
Honey, are you still awake?
Mmm-hmm.
Good, because I really need
to talk to you
before I go to sleep.
Lately it seems like
we haven't had much time
to spend with each other,
and, uh, [clicks tongue]
I don't want you to think,
"Huh. My mommy's too busy.
She doesn't even
care about me."
Well, that's not true.
You're the most important thing
in my whole life.
And you know something, Kat?
No matter what's going on,
you're always in my heart,
and I am always in yours.
And nobody or nothing
is ever gonna come between us.
You understand?
Good girl.
I love you, too, Mom.
[laughs]
This bear's pretty tired,
so I think
you'd better
put your head down.
Good night.
Night-night.
The jackal god, Anubis.
Guardian of the gateway
to the underworld.
The high priest probably
wore that exact one
doing the embalming
of our downstairs guest.
Like the one in your nightmare.
Uh-huh. Well.
Sacred objects like these,
especially the ones
used in rituals,
-seem to possess powerful
psychic impressions.
-Hmm.
All right, set up a Qumlink
to Cairo House
and tell them
to send everything
they have on this tomb.
Right, you've got it.
[Callie] Egyptian pharaohs
were buried in pyramids
just like this one.
Hidden passageways
to confuse grave robbers.
And trap doors so they'd plunge
to their death
in a nest of poisonous snakes.
Sometimes, even worse things
would happen.
Worse? What could be worse
than falling
in a nest of snakes?
They'd be buried alive
with scorpions
-and tarantulas.
-[gasps]
How do you know
all this neat stuff?
Can't tell. I made a pact,
and if I break it,
my tongue will fall out,
and my eyes
will turn black and explode.
And I especially can't tell
about the mummy
in the basement.
What?
Secret things.
I suppose we can make a pact.
But you'd have to promise
never to tell anyone.
And you'd have to promise
to help me.
Help you do what?
Cross your heart
and hope to die.
Hey, Nick.
Hey, kiddo, how you doing?
-Fine.
-Good.
What you doing?
I'm translating
the pictures on this
sarcophagus into words.
-What's a sarcophagus?
-[chuckles]
Uh, well, it's
It's this container
that's made to hold
the mummy's coffin.
The mummy's coffin?
Can I take a look?
Well, if Alex would
give me a hand,
we can do one better,
and you can have a look
at the mummy inside.
-[Kat] Really?
-Really.
Okay.
Wow! Who was he?
Well, we don't know that yet.
But the people in Cairo
think that he's
a Middle Kingdom prince.
But we can't be sure.
How come?
Well, for one thing, his name
isn't inscribed anywhere.
The name is the first thing
that the dead
are supposed to see
when they arrive
in the afterworld,
so that they can
properly introduce themselves.
Right, see this?
That represents
the dead person's ka.
Or spirit.
You mean, like a ghost?
[chuckles]
Yeah, close.
You see, the ancient Egyptians
believed that everyone had a ka
that sort of followed them
around in their life.
And then after they died,
their kalives on.
Sounds like a ghost to me.
Yeah, kind of sounds like
a ghost to me too.
It's You know
what happens if the
If the ka,or the ghost,
doesn't, uh, reunite
with its body?
It becomes a real nasty demon.
Ew.
You know, that's another
weird thing.
There's no food offerings.
It's as if someone wanted
to make sure this prince
didn't make it
into the afterworld.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
Shh.
Well, hello, young lady.
Can I ask you a question?
Yeah. And if I can,
I'll answer you.
Okay.
When people die,
they go to heaven, right?
Yep, if they've been good.
But what if they don't
even know their name,
and they can't introduce
themselves to God.
So he doesn't know how good
they've been?
What happens then?
Well, you see,
God would still know
who they were--
Not according to the Egyptians.
How could he know who they were
if they didn't even
know themselves?
I think you guys should spend
more time finding out
that mummy's name, you know.
Of course.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
Huh.
Another job well done.
How can you like these people?
Especially that busybody,
Derek, and that priest.
I really hate him.
I think you're spending
too much time
with everyone except me.
But they're my friends.
Aren't I your friend?
You're just jealous.
Am not.
Let's play a game.
What kind of game?
Shadow tag.
I've got your shadow,
you're mine.
No, I've got yours.
-No, I've got yours.
-No.
No, no! Got yours.
-Got yours.
-No!
Got yours.
No!
Oh, no.
[Alex] See this cartouche?
This is where the royal name
should be inscribed,
only it's been chipped away.
It's as if someone wanted
to keep us from knowing
who was buried here.
Well, it seems our prince
was last in his line.
Killed in a dispute
between two warring factions.
-So his father died
without a successor.
-Hmm.
A Pharaoh's only son
buried without his name.
An ignoble end
to a noble line. But why?
Well, maybe whatever
is being sent
from the Cairo House
will shed some light.
When's it due in?
I wish I knew.
Well, let's get some sleep.
We'll start again at dawn.
Okay.
[beeping]
[fax machine whirring]
[Kat] We shouldn't be
doing this.
I need you.
I can't do this alone.
We made a pact, remember?
Take my hand.
Oh, great goddess!
Bring the kaspirit
of this cat back into its body.
I offer up my prayers
in the presence of the gods.
[speaking Egyptian]
What? Come on, Callie,
you're making that up.
This isn't gonna work.
What are you gonna do?
Open the mummy's jaw.
No way!
-You can't leave!
-I'm not doing it!
Fine! I'll just have to
get somebody else.
But you are going to stay.
Oh, great goddess,
bring the kaspirit of this cat
back into its body.
[thunder crashing]
[Callie shouting in Egyptian]
Raise yourself!
Yourka shall not perish!
-The dead shall walk.
-[Callie] The dead shall walk.
-The dead shall speak.
-The dead shall speak.
-The dead shall walk.
-The dead shall walk.
-The dead shall speak.
-The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
[Derek yelling]
[roars]
[both] The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
[roaring]
It's working.
The kaapproaches. Look.
[roars]
Ahhh!
[panting]
[sighs in relief]
Nice. What the hell is that?
The cat mummy.
What's left of it.
Alex found it beside
the sarcophagus this morning.
And that candle burned out
next to it.
Yeah, well, it can't be
as burnt-out
as the Cairo transmission.
The Qumlink computer's crisped.
I can't raise them,
and I don't wanna use
an unsecured line.
-Good morning.
-Hey.
-Hey.
-Morning.
How's Katherine?
Fine. Why?
There was an incident
at the tomb.
Some kind of ritual
with this cat mummy.
Perhaps an attempt
to revive it.
Derek, are you implying
that Katherine
had something to do with this?
Assuming none of us did it.
She was in the house.
Oh, so she She snuck down
to the basement
and tried to bring a cat mummy
back to life, is that it?
I I don't believe this.
All right. I'll talk to her.
And then I never wanna hear
another word about this.
Nick, I need a thermal imaging
of this prince's mummy now.
And there's a copy of
the Book of Anubis
in the library,
made by a member of The Legacy
who rode with Napoleon.
Tell Philip that I need
a translation immediately.
All right.
Have fun.
Hey, boobaloo. What's up?
Mmm.
She's pretty. What's her name?
Is that Callie?
Is Callie here with you
now on the island?
Sometimes. Not all the time.
Kat
did you go downstairs
last night after I put you
to bed?
Katherine, were you playing
in the basement last night?
-I didn't do it!
-Do what?
Callie did it!
Callie did everything!
No.
Katherine,
Callie can't do anything.
Callie is imaginary.
No, she's not! Callie did it!
She made me watch!
Just leave me alone!
Imaginary friends
are usually friendly,
not mischievous.
It's almost like
Kat's using this Callie
to get back at someone.
Yeah, me.
I have a little girl
who is very upset
that I'm spending
so much time at The Legacy.
I'm gonna tell you something
right now, Derek.
If it ever comes down to
a choice between my daughter
and The Legacy, my daughter
wins hands down, understand?
Each of us does what he must.
[scoffs]
I had another nightmare
last night.
Really?
It might be some sort
of psychic assault
being waged against us.
By whom? For what purpose?
Well, it's either connected
to this mummy,
or perhaps the Cairo House
has some other agenda.
I don't understand.
It's possible they set us up.
The Legacy's had
renegade houses before.
What?
What will you do?
Whatever we must.
You brought that cat back,
and I got in trouble.
Don't worry,
they won't do anything.
But it worked.
Wasn't it amazing?
[sighs]
Now all we have to do
is the same thing to the mummy.
But people are
much harder than cats.
No.
No more.
You promised, remember?
Cross your heart
and hope to die.
[keyboard clacking]
[Nick] So, what do we got?
Ah. Severe cranial damage,
left hemisphere.
There's your cause of death.
And what's the discoloration
around the mouth?
[Rachel] I don't know.
That shouldn't be there.
You want me to take
another pass on 'em?
Please.
So, what else can you tell?
I'm looking, I'm looking.
The torso normal
Oh, okay, hold there.
Now, see this?
Judging from the development
of the bone marrow
in the legs,
and the span of the pelvis,
the hip joints
I'd say our subject
was eight years old
at death
and female.
-What?
-Our prince was
an eight-year-old girl.
An eight-year-old
murdered princess?
We don't even know her name.
Did you get the results
of the carbon dating?
Mmm. 1800 B.C.
Late Middle Kingdom.
Any word from Cairo?
Someone sabotaged the Qumlink.
Until this is resolved,
we trust no one.
Recheck the hieroglyphics.
There must be
something we missed.
I'm on it.
Translation, where do we stand?
I've gone through the Egyptian
funeral procedures.
Nothing yet.
Search the more
esoteric sections.
What do I look for?
[muffled groan]
Anything to do
with strangulation.
All right.
[door opens]
Are you sure?
I double-checked
the translation.
I'm positive.
Middle Kingdom.
The war between Akhenaton III
and the high priest of Sekhmet.
The Pharaoh's daughter
was murdered in her sleep.
Her tomb was never found.
-Her name was Senephra.
-[voices whispering]
Senephra.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall walk.
So without a name
or a proper burial,
Senephra's kaspirit
would be doomed
to haunt the sarcophagus
forever.
Wherever it went.
Exactly.
No one should know.
Tell Rachel to meet me
in the control room.
There's something
I want her to see.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
Senephra.
You can't turn back now.
We made a pact.
You gave your word.
Why can't you do it yourself?
There has to be two.
One to chant
and one to do the rituals.
But I don't know what to say.
The priest will tell us.
He's in the library right now
looking up things.
I want you to go to him.
Find out what he's learned.
We have to hurry.
No. Philip's my friend.
I can't.
You must.
Look at me, Kat. Look at me.
You will do exactly
what I tell you to do,
understand?
Alex said you needed to see me.
Yes.
When was the first time Kat met
her imaginary friend, Callie?
Two days ago, at school.
The day after
my first nightmare
about the tomb.
The day the relics arrived.
That's right.
Derek do you think
there's some sort
of connection?
Well, we'll know
in a second. Nick?
[typing]
Okay, here we go.
Courtesy of the finest
forensic software
on the market.
A computer-simulated
reconstruction
of the face
of an eight-year-old
Egyptian princess.
How can this be?
Imagine a Pharaoh's daughter,
killed by a jealous priest.
Then buried without ceremony.
Vengeance extending
beyond the grave.
But here? Now?
Unless her wandering spirit,
or ka,can reunite
with her body,
it will haunt her tomb forever.
So once it was here
at The Legacy,
it took the form of Kat's
not-so-imaginary friend?
But why Kat?
Same age, same sex.
Her sensitivity to the sight.
The ease with which
it could manipulate a child.
They're kindred spirits.
Okay, but what does it
want from Kat?
What it always wanted.
A chance to be reborn.
[gasps]
Oh, Katherine.
You gave me a fright.
What are you doing?
Translating this old journal.
It was written in French
200 years ago.
What's it about?
It's about how
the ancient Egyptians
buried their dead.
And I'm just about done.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
There.
Finished.
[gasps]
Let him go!
Callie, let him go!
I hate priests.
[grunting]
[sobbing] Callie, I promise
I'll help you!
Please, just don't
hurt him, please!
Raise yourself!
Raise yourself!
Princess Senephra, rise up.
The mounds of Osiris await.
Your kashall not perish.
[both] The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
[Nick] All right,
here we've got
a three-dimensional view
of the mummy's mouth
and mandible region.
[Derek] You see?
The mummy's mouth
is supposed to be open
to receive its spirit.
What is that discoloration?
[Derek] I'd say a thick layer
of embalming resin
hardened into a shell.
[Nick] Looks like
the priest didn't want
the Pharaoh's daughter
to make it
into the afterworld
under any circumstances.
And after centuries of waiting,
not knowing its name,
sealed off from its body,
the kaof the princess
will do anything in its power
to reunite with her body.
What if it can't?
Well, realizing its fate,
the hungry spirit
will be forced
to find someone else's body
to inhabit.
Someone
compatible.
Katherine.
Philip. Philip, what happened?
[grunts]
There was a girl.
Ka Katherine.
Katherine's in danger.
[thunder crashing]
Where's Where's
my translation?
Okay.
No. No. I've got
to find my translation.
Okay.
[sings in Egyptian]
Kat, read the words.
"Untie the bandages twice
which are upon thy mouth."
[sings in Egyptian]
With this key,
the door will be opened.
[both] The dead shall speak!
The dead shall walk!
[chanting in Egyptian]
Read!
Be opened, thy mouth
With the iron
Of heaven ♪
[grunting]
I can't get them open!
Kat's in danger.
[Philip] Anubis.
They took my translation.
They're in the tomb.
-Oh, God!
-Oh!
[gasps]
Mom? See, she's real.
My God. Yes, honey.
We can all see her now.
Okay, Katherine.
I just want you
to come to Mommy.
No!
Mom!
Mom!
No, Kat.
Stay with me
forever.
[effort grunts]
[screams]
Goodbye, Kat.
Bye, Senephra.
[Kat] Tag! You're it!
Hey! What are you
talking about?
You didn't even touch me.
I didn't need to,
I got your shadow.
So that means you're it.
Wait. Who taught you
those rules?
Callie.
Mom, why did Callie
have to be so mean?
Because she was desperate.
But she's okay now, right?
Right, she's okay now.
So let's hit the road, huh?
Oh, tag! You're it!
Ahhh!
I gotcha. Okay?
-[door closes]
-Everything okay?
I was thinking about Kat.
Sometimes she reminds me
of myself.
We are only children once,
and I'd hate to see her
robbed of her childhood
the way I was robbed of mine.
I'm sure your father
had his reasons.
Oh, yes, he did.
To prepare me for all of this.
You think that
when you were her age,
that your father considered
leaving The Legacy?
I'm sure he did.
But The Legacy
was his life, his passion.
There was really no choice.
For him, for me.
And maybe for Kat.
[Kat]
I got your shadow
[Rachel laughs] I got yours.
[sobbing]
[groaning]
[roaring]
[Derek whimpering]
[Derek whimpering]
-[screams]
-[lightning crackling]
[panting]
[thunder crashing]
Are you the one?
Huh?
Who Who are you?
Are you the one?
"The one"?
Are you the one?
-[electricity crackles]
-[yelling]
[groaning]
Forget all about me.
Just a dream.
Just a dream.
[narrator]
Since the beginning of time,
mankind has existed between
the world of light and
the world of darkness.
Our secret society
has been here forever,
protecting others
from the creatures
who inhabit the shadows
in the night,
known only to the initiated
by our true name:
The Legacy.
[children chattering]
[bell tolling in distance]
Hi, can I play?
Hey, you, new girl,
what's your name?
Katherine. Kat, for short.
All right, then, Kat,
if you wanna be one of us,
you're gonna have to pass
the initiation.
What initiation?
Your name's Kat,
so how about cat and mouse?
Except now you're the mouse.
You run away,
we count to ten
and chase after you.
And if we catch you,
you get initiated.
What does that mean?
One, two
What's gonna happen?
three, four.
We're gonna get you, mousie.
Run!
Five,
six,
seven, eight,
nine,
ten!
[girls yelling indistinctly]
We're gonna find you!
We're gonna get you, mousie.
Where did she go?
Find her! Find her! Find her!
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
-[child whispers] Don't worry.
-[gasps]
Everything will be fine.
Who are you?
-Your new best friend.
-[girls yelling in distance]
Here they come.
Leave everything to me.
[girl] Here she is!
[girls yelling]
[gasps]
Cats have claws.
Initiation time.
[wind howling]
[screaming]
[indistinct chanting]
[bones snapping]
[Derek] The mummy's tomb
was buried by an earthquake
some 3,000 years ago.
This is what it probably
looked like.
Cairo House has asked
for our expertise, facilities
and immediate attention.
Who exactly was buried here
remains a mystery.
Legends of murder
and supernatural occurrences
surround the tomb.
Our job is to identify
the mummy
and, if possible,
cause of death.
The reconstruction
of a Middle Kingdom tomb
here, in the house?
I must be dreaming.
Dreaming?
Well, hopefully more pleasantly
than I did last night.
An Egyptian ritual
disembowelment
at the hands
of my closest friends.
Mmm. Intriguing.
Yeah, Dr. Freud would have
a field day with that one.
That, or those legends
really do have some teeth.
[cell phone rings]
Excuse me.
Any word from Nick?
Oh, He's on his way back.
Plane landed at 1:30
this morning.
it took eight hours
to clear customs.
Everything should be off
the ferry by late afternoon.
-Mmm. Doesn't leave us
much time.
-[Rachel] What?
That's why
I need everyone here.
No, I'll be right there.
Sorry, I can't help.
There's been a mix-up
at Kat's new school.
-I gotta go.
-Nothing serious?
[clicks tongue]
I'll let you know.
Well, let's start building
the database.
[headmistress]
Here at Claremont,
we expect our girls
to behave like young ladies.
Your daughter
attacked another student.
We have several witnesses.
No, I'm
I'm sure there must be
some kind of mistake.
Katherine has never done
anything like that.
Jane Hankin,
the victim of the assault,
suffered a dislocated elbow,
as well as cuts and scrapes.
Quite frankly,
when your daughter lied--
Excuse me.
My daughter does not lie.
Really?
Yeah.
Then I suppose it must
have been her friend Callie.
Who?
Callie.
I thought you would have
heard her name before for sure.
She's your daughter's
imaginary friend.
"Imaginary friend"?
You see? We had no choice.
Your daughter is suspended
for one week.
And in order to be readmitted,
she must write
a letter of apology
to both Jane Hankin
and the school.
Is that clear?
Perfectly.
[teacher] Very good.
She's quite an artist,
isn't she?
[school bell rings]
Good day.
I hate her.
She doesn't believe me.
Okay. I'm listening.
Well, you wanna tell me
about your imaginary friend?
I understand
her name is Callie.
I hate this school.
Everybody's so mean to me.
Everybody except Callie?
That's right.
I'm never coming back.
Oh, oh, oh.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
That's not the way
we do things around here.
You can't just quit
'cause you had a bad day.
You know
Didn't exactly
make my day, either.
Called to
the principal's office.
Kind of, mmm
Brought back bad memories.
You got called to
the principal's office?
-Really?
-Yeah. [chuckles]
You think you're the only
outlaw around here? Uh-uh.
And you're also not
the first woman in this family
who has punched
somebody out, because
Probably because they
deserved it, but--
Uh, mmm-hmm.
Now, I am not saying
that I approve of this,
but, Katherine, I know
that I have spent a lot of time
away from home lately.
Well, between my practice
and The Legacy Oh!
Do you know what they're
doing there this weekend?
They're actually studying
a real Egyptian mummy.
The mummy.
We can see the mummy.
We'll have lots of fun.
Can we go?
-Where?
-To see the mummy.
Oh. I'll have to call Derek,
but why not?
On one condition.
You promise me that you will
write those letters of apology
the minute we get back.
-Deal?
-Deal.
Okay.
Better attitude. Hit the road.
Let's go. Move it,
move it, move it.
Pretty impressive, huh?
Yeah.
So how's it going?
Not bad. Just, uh, checking
the manifest of these contents.
You want a hand?
Sure, can you take
this downstairs?
Okay. Gentle. Have you got it?
-Yep.
-Okay.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
[Rachel]
Thanks for letting us
spend the weekend.
I promise we'll stay out
of your hair.
Well, I can actually use
some help determining
the mummy's age
and possible cause of death.
Sure, anything I can do.
Look at all this stuff.
Derek, this is fantastic.
Oh, Katherine, have you
ever seen anything like this?
Yeah, just like the pictures
in my history book, Mom.
Really?
Now, okay, wh-what are these?
Canopic jars.
They hold the embalmed
vital organs of the deceased.
I think that's the intestines.
-Bleh!
-[chuckles] Oh, charming.
Come on, I'll show you
where we're setting it up.
Okay.
Kat.
[Derek] In here.
-[growling]
-[screams]
Callie, you scared me.
Everything's here.
It's all here.
You and I are gonna have
a lot of fun this weekend.
[Derek] Katherine?
Here, catch.
Ow.
[Derek] Katherine,
your mother is waiting.
Ooh! I'll take that.
What's that?
-Oh, you hurt your hand, huh?
-Mmm-hmm.
A little scrape.
You better show your mom.
Okay.
[thunder crashing]
That's a bad man,
isn't he, kitty?
We must make sure
the bad man
doesn't see too much.
[softly] Kat?
Honey, are you still awake?
Mmm-hmm.
Good, because I really need
to talk to you
before I go to sleep.
Lately it seems like
we haven't had much time
to spend with each other,
and, uh, [clicks tongue]
I don't want you to think,
"Huh. My mommy's too busy.
She doesn't even
care about me."
Well, that's not true.
You're the most important thing
in my whole life.
And you know something, Kat?
No matter what's going on,
you're always in my heart,
and I am always in yours.
And nobody or nothing
is ever gonna come between us.
You understand?
Good girl.
I love you, too, Mom.
[laughs]
This bear's pretty tired,
so I think
you'd better
put your head down.
Good night.
Night-night.
The jackal god, Anubis.
Guardian of the gateway
to the underworld.
The high priest probably
wore that exact one
doing the embalming
of our downstairs guest.
Like the one in your nightmare.
Uh-huh. Well.
Sacred objects like these,
especially the ones
used in rituals,
-seem to possess powerful
psychic impressions.
-Hmm.
All right, set up a Qumlink
to Cairo House
and tell them
to send everything
they have on this tomb.
Right, you've got it.
[Callie] Egyptian pharaohs
were buried in pyramids
just like this one.
Hidden passageways
to confuse grave robbers.
And trap doors so they'd plunge
to their death
in a nest of poisonous snakes.
Sometimes, even worse things
would happen.
Worse? What could be worse
than falling
in a nest of snakes?
They'd be buried alive
with scorpions
-and tarantulas.
-[gasps]
How do you know
all this neat stuff?
Can't tell. I made a pact,
and if I break it,
my tongue will fall out,
and my eyes
will turn black and explode.
And I especially can't tell
about the mummy
in the basement.
What?
Secret things.
I suppose we can make a pact.
But you'd have to promise
never to tell anyone.
And you'd have to promise
to help me.
Help you do what?
Cross your heart
and hope to die.
Hey, Nick.
Hey, kiddo, how you doing?
-Fine.
-Good.
What you doing?
I'm translating
the pictures on this
sarcophagus into words.
-What's a sarcophagus?
-[chuckles]
Uh, well, it's
It's this container
that's made to hold
the mummy's coffin.
The mummy's coffin?
Can I take a look?
Well, if Alex would
give me a hand,
we can do one better,
and you can have a look
at the mummy inside.
-[Kat] Really?
-Really.
Okay.
Wow! Who was he?
Well, we don't know that yet.
But the people in Cairo
think that he's
a Middle Kingdom prince.
But we can't be sure.
How come?
Well, for one thing, his name
isn't inscribed anywhere.
The name is the first thing
that the dead
are supposed to see
when they arrive
in the afterworld,
so that they can
properly introduce themselves.
Right, see this?
That represents
the dead person's ka.
Or spirit.
You mean, like a ghost?
[chuckles]
Yeah, close.
You see, the ancient Egyptians
believed that everyone had a ka
that sort of followed them
around in their life.
And then after they died,
their kalives on.
Sounds like a ghost to me.
Yeah, kind of sounds like
a ghost to me too.
It's You know
what happens if the
If the ka,or the ghost,
doesn't, uh, reunite
with its body?
It becomes a real nasty demon.
Ew.
You know, that's another
weird thing.
There's no food offerings.
It's as if someone wanted
to make sure this prince
didn't make it
into the afterworld.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
Shh.
Well, hello, young lady.
Can I ask you a question?
Yeah. And if I can,
I'll answer you.
Okay.
When people die,
they go to heaven, right?
Yep, if they've been good.
But what if they don't
even know their name,
and they can't introduce
themselves to God.
So he doesn't know how good
they've been?
What happens then?
Well, you see,
God would still know
who they were--
Not according to the Egyptians.
How could he know who they were
if they didn't even
know themselves?
I think you guys should spend
more time finding out
that mummy's name, you know.
Of course.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
Huh.
Another job well done.
How can you like these people?
Especially that busybody,
Derek, and that priest.
I really hate him.
I think you're spending
too much time
with everyone except me.
But they're my friends.
Aren't I your friend?
You're just jealous.
Am not.
Let's play a game.
What kind of game?
Shadow tag.
I've got your shadow,
you're mine.
No, I've got yours.
-No, I've got yours.
-No.
No, no! Got yours.
-Got yours.
-No!
Got yours.
No!
Oh, no.
[Alex] See this cartouche?
This is where the royal name
should be inscribed,
only it's been chipped away.
It's as if someone wanted
to keep us from knowing
who was buried here.
Well, it seems our prince
was last in his line.
Killed in a dispute
between two warring factions.
-So his father died
without a successor.
-Hmm.
A Pharaoh's only son
buried without his name.
An ignoble end
to a noble line. But why?
Well, maybe whatever
is being sent
from the Cairo House
will shed some light.
When's it due in?
I wish I knew.
Well, let's get some sleep.
We'll start again at dawn.
Okay.
[beeping]
[fax machine whirring]
[Kat] We shouldn't be
doing this.
I need you.
I can't do this alone.
We made a pact, remember?
Take my hand.
Oh, great goddess!
Bring the kaspirit
of this cat back into its body.
I offer up my prayers
in the presence of the gods.
[speaking Egyptian]
What? Come on, Callie,
you're making that up.
This isn't gonna work.
What are you gonna do?
Open the mummy's jaw.
No way!
-You can't leave!
-I'm not doing it!
Fine! I'll just have to
get somebody else.
But you are going to stay.
Oh, great goddess,
bring the kaspirit of this cat
back into its body.
[thunder crashing]
[Callie shouting in Egyptian]
Raise yourself!
Yourka shall not perish!
-The dead shall walk.
-[Callie] The dead shall walk.
-The dead shall speak.
-The dead shall speak.
-The dead shall walk.
-The dead shall walk.
-The dead shall speak.
-The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
[Derek yelling]
[roars]
[both] The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
[roaring]
It's working.
The kaapproaches. Look.
[roars]
Ahhh!
[panting]
[sighs in relief]
Nice. What the hell is that?
The cat mummy.
What's left of it.
Alex found it beside
the sarcophagus this morning.
And that candle burned out
next to it.
Yeah, well, it can't be
as burnt-out
as the Cairo transmission.
The Qumlink computer's crisped.
I can't raise them,
and I don't wanna use
an unsecured line.
-Good morning.
-Hey.
-Hey.
-Morning.
How's Katherine?
Fine. Why?
There was an incident
at the tomb.
Some kind of ritual
with this cat mummy.
Perhaps an attempt
to revive it.
Derek, are you implying
that Katherine
had something to do with this?
Assuming none of us did it.
She was in the house.
Oh, so she She snuck down
to the basement
and tried to bring a cat mummy
back to life, is that it?
I I don't believe this.
All right. I'll talk to her.
And then I never wanna hear
another word about this.
Nick, I need a thermal imaging
of this prince's mummy now.
And there's a copy of
the Book of Anubis
in the library,
made by a member of The Legacy
who rode with Napoleon.
Tell Philip that I need
a translation immediately.
All right.
Have fun.
Hey, boobaloo. What's up?
Mmm.
She's pretty. What's her name?
Is that Callie?
Is Callie here with you
now on the island?
Sometimes. Not all the time.
Kat
did you go downstairs
last night after I put you
to bed?
Katherine, were you playing
in the basement last night?
-I didn't do it!
-Do what?
Callie did it!
Callie did everything!
No.
Katherine,
Callie can't do anything.
Callie is imaginary.
No, she's not! Callie did it!
She made me watch!
Just leave me alone!
Imaginary friends
are usually friendly,
not mischievous.
It's almost like
Kat's using this Callie
to get back at someone.
Yeah, me.
I have a little girl
who is very upset
that I'm spending
so much time at The Legacy.
I'm gonna tell you something
right now, Derek.
If it ever comes down to
a choice between my daughter
and The Legacy, my daughter
wins hands down, understand?
Each of us does what he must.
[scoffs]
I had another nightmare
last night.
Really?
It might be some sort
of psychic assault
being waged against us.
By whom? For what purpose?
Well, it's either connected
to this mummy,
or perhaps the Cairo House
has some other agenda.
I don't understand.
It's possible they set us up.
The Legacy's had
renegade houses before.
What?
What will you do?
Whatever we must.
You brought that cat back,
and I got in trouble.
Don't worry,
they won't do anything.
But it worked.
Wasn't it amazing?
[sighs]
Now all we have to do
is the same thing to the mummy.
But people are
much harder than cats.
No.
No more.
You promised, remember?
Cross your heart
and hope to die.
[keyboard clacking]
[Nick] So, what do we got?
Ah. Severe cranial damage,
left hemisphere.
There's your cause of death.
And what's the discoloration
around the mouth?
[Rachel] I don't know.
That shouldn't be there.
You want me to take
another pass on 'em?
Please.
So, what else can you tell?
I'm looking, I'm looking.
The torso normal
Oh, okay, hold there.
Now, see this?
Judging from the development
of the bone marrow
in the legs,
and the span of the pelvis,
the hip joints
I'd say our subject
was eight years old
at death
and female.
-What?
-Our prince was
an eight-year-old girl.
An eight-year-old
murdered princess?
We don't even know her name.
Did you get the results
of the carbon dating?
Mmm. 1800 B.C.
Late Middle Kingdom.
Any word from Cairo?
Someone sabotaged the Qumlink.
Until this is resolved,
we trust no one.
Recheck the hieroglyphics.
There must be
something we missed.
I'm on it.
Translation, where do we stand?
I've gone through the Egyptian
funeral procedures.
Nothing yet.
Search the more
esoteric sections.
What do I look for?
[muffled groan]
Anything to do
with strangulation.
All right.
[door opens]
Are you sure?
I double-checked
the translation.
I'm positive.
Middle Kingdom.
The war between Akhenaton III
and the high priest of Sekhmet.
The Pharaoh's daughter
was murdered in her sleep.
Her tomb was never found.
-Her name was Senephra.
-[voices whispering]
Senephra.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall walk.
So without a name
or a proper burial,
Senephra's kaspirit
would be doomed
to haunt the sarcophagus
forever.
Wherever it went.
Exactly.
No one should know.
Tell Rachel to meet me
in the control room.
There's something
I want her to see.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
The dead shall speak.
Senephra.
You can't turn back now.
We made a pact.
You gave your word.
Why can't you do it yourself?
There has to be two.
One to chant
and one to do the rituals.
But I don't know what to say.
The priest will tell us.
He's in the library right now
looking up things.
I want you to go to him.
Find out what he's learned.
We have to hurry.
No. Philip's my friend.
I can't.
You must.
Look at me, Kat. Look at me.
You will do exactly
what I tell you to do,
understand?
Alex said you needed to see me.
Yes.
When was the first time Kat met
her imaginary friend, Callie?
Two days ago, at school.
The day after
my first nightmare
about the tomb.
The day the relics arrived.
That's right.
Derek do you think
there's some sort
of connection?
Well, we'll know
in a second. Nick?
[typing]
Okay, here we go.
Courtesy of the finest
forensic software
on the market.
A computer-simulated
reconstruction
of the face
of an eight-year-old
Egyptian princess.
How can this be?
Imagine a Pharaoh's daughter,
killed by a jealous priest.
Then buried without ceremony.
Vengeance extending
beyond the grave.
But here? Now?
Unless her wandering spirit,
or ka,can reunite
with her body,
it will haunt her tomb forever.
So once it was here
at The Legacy,
it took the form of Kat's
not-so-imaginary friend?
But why Kat?
Same age, same sex.
Her sensitivity to the sight.
The ease with which
it could manipulate a child.
They're kindred spirits.
Okay, but what does it
want from Kat?
What it always wanted.
A chance to be reborn.
[gasps]
Oh, Katherine.
You gave me a fright.
What are you doing?
Translating this old journal.
It was written in French
200 years ago.
What's it about?
It's about how
the ancient Egyptians
buried their dead.
And I'm just about done.
[female voice whispering]
The dead shall speak.
The dead shall walk.
There.
Finished.
[gasps]
Let him go!
Callie, let him go!
I hate priests.
[grunting]
[sobbing] Callie, I promise
I'll help you!
Please, just don't
hurt him, please!
Raise yourself!
Raise yourself!
Princess Senephra, rise up.
The mounds of Osiris await.
Your kashall not perish.
[both] The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
The dead shall walk!
The dead shall speak!
[Nick] All right,
here we've got
a three-dimensional view
of the mummy's mouth
and mandible region.
[Derek] You see?
The mummy's mouth
is supposed to be open
to receive its spirit.
What is that discoloration?
[Derek] I'd say a thick layer
of embalming resin
hardened into a shell.
[Nick] Looks like
the priest didn't want
the Pharaoh's daughter
to make it
into the afterworld
under any circumstances.
And after centuries of waiting,
not knowing its name,
sealed off from its body,
the kaof the princess
will do anything in its power
to reunite with her body.
What if it can't?
Well, realizing its fate,
the hungry spirit
will be forced
to find someone else's body
to inhabit.
Someone
compatible.
Katherine.
Philip. Philip, what happened?
[grunts]
There was a girl.
Ka Katherine.
Katherine's in danger.
[thunder crashing]
Where's Where's
my translation?
Okay.
No. No. I've got
to find my translation.
Okay.
[sings in Egyptian]
Kat, read the words.
"Untie the bandages twice
which are upon thy mouth."
[sings in Egyptian]
With this key,
the door will be opened.
[both] The dead shall speak!
The dead shall walk!
[chanting in Egyptian]
Read!
Be opened, thy mouth
With the iron
Of heaven ♪
[grunting]
I can't get them open!
Kat's in danger.
[Philip] Anubis.
They took my translation.
They're in the tomb.
-Oh, God!
-Oh!
[gasps]
Mom? See, she's real.
My God. Yes, honey.
We can all see her now.
Okay, Katherine.
I just want you
to come to Mommy.
No!
Mom!
Mom!
No, Kat.
Stay with me
forever.
[effort grunts]
[screams]
Goodbye, Kat.
Bye, Senephra.
[Kat] Tag! You're it!
Hey! What are you
talking about?
You didn't even touch me.
I didn't need to,
I got your shadow.
So that means you're it.
Wait. Who taught you
those rules?
Callie.
Mom, why did Callie
have to be so mean?
Because she was desperate.
But she's okay now, right?
Right, she's okay now.
So let's hit the road, huh?
Oh, tag! You're it!
Ahhh!
I gotcha. Okay?
-[door closes]
-Everything okay?
I was thinking about Kat.
Sometimes she reminds me
of myself.
We are only children once,
and I'd hate to see her
robbed of her childhood
the way I was robbed of mine.
I'm sure your father
had his reasons.
Oh, yes, he did.
To prepare me for all of this.
You think that
when you were her age,
that your father considered
leaving The Legacy?
I'm sure he did.
But The Legacy
was his life, his passion.
There was really no choice.
For him, for me.
And maybe for Kat.
[Kat]
I got your shadow
[Rachel laughs] I got yours.