Original subtitles

-Where's that go? -[Ben] Basement.

You know what happened down there, right?

[screaming]

[gasping]

-[Bratt] Son of a bitch! -[suspenseful theme playing]

[Harold] Previously on Goosebumps...

[Coach Rifkin] Let's give it up for Isaiah Powers!

[crowd cheering]

I love you all so much.

-Please don't drop the mic. -[crowd cheering]

That troll sent the invite to my parents.

I'm gonna have to cancel the party.

We just need a new venue.

[partygoers chattering]

[Isaiah] It's just a mask.

-[camera clicking] -[girls gasping]

Say cheese!

[Margot] Hey, hey, is something wrong?

Yeah. I could just really use your help with this.

-I know how crazy it sounds. -I thought you were actually coming

to check up on me.

You're gonna have to solve this one on your own.

Stop the game. Somebody, please!

-Stop the game! -[Lucas] Mom! Mom.

[shouting]

[Ben] Nora, what are you doing here?

I saw Biddle. He's come back

to make us pay for what we did to him.

[suspenseful theme playing]

[alarm ringing and vibrating]

["Nameless, Faceless" by Courtney Barnett playing]

♪ Don't you have anything ♪

[Isabella speaking]

[Isabella speaking]

Izzy.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

♪ At home in the darkness ♪

♪ With all the pent-up rage That you harness ♪

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

♪ I'm real sorry ♪

[girl 1 speaking]

[girl 2 speaking]

[boy speaking]

[school bell rings]

[James] Dude, it's no all padding!

There is real muscle under here.

Yo, okay, so then I was looking at her

and I was like,

"You should see the other mascot."

[laughter]

[Coach Rifkin] Look, Isaiah, Friday,

there's gonna be a college scout in the stands.

This can't just be a good game.

It's gotta be your best game ever. Hmm?

-Okay. Thank you. -Hey, Coach.

Okay, Titans!

Beast mode!

-Uh, Coach Rifkin. -[Rifkin] Did I say that right?

Coach? I have the footage you asked for.

Hey, Jack!

[Jack] What's up, Coach?

No, yeah, it can wait.

So, Mom's not coming home from Seattle this weekend?

It's her birthday.

Oh, honey, I'm sure she feels terrible.

Maybe she's got a big photo shoot or something.

[Margot] Why doesn't she want to spend her birthday

with her daughter and her husband like a normal mom?

[Colin] You'll have to ask her, honey.

Yeah, like she'd tell me anything.

Margot, are you okay?

♪ You're just kidding ♪

♪ He said, she said ♪

♪ Nameless, faceless ♪

[skateboard clattering]

[Isabella grunts]

[Lucas] Oh, what's up, man?

Lucas, are you insane? You almost just killed me!

Oh, sorry, I didn't see you.

[school bell rings]

[Isabella chuckles] Jesus wants his hair back.

[boy] Uh, no one asked.

[Isabella] Daddy pay for the lips or just the nose?

[girl] So freaking rude.

[Isabella] Nice shirt, does it come in your size?

You suck so hard, you blow.

[overlapping chatter]

Excuse you, clumsy.

Sorry, Allison, I...

That was my bad.

So, what time does the party start?

Eight.

[Wendy] And what time does it end?

Sunrise, 'cause that's when my parents

get back from upstate.

Oh, yeah!

-[phone clicking] -[indistinct chatter]

That stupid troll leaked my invite to my parents.

Texted, emailed and DM'd them.

-Word? -Who does that?

Who hates me that much?

My mom said I have to cancel the party.

No, you don't. You just need a new venue.

Come on.

[suspenseful theme playing]

Izzy!

Look what I found.

Your old vampiress costume.

Why would I go to a party I tried to sabotage?

You tried and failed.

I say it's fate.

Besides, don't you want to see

the Biddle death house in person?

Not my thing.

Plus, I was like 12 when I last wore that.

So?

Vampires never go out of style.

They... literally can't. [chuckles]

'Cause they live forever. 'Cause they're vampires.

You have to stop explaining your jokes.

Whatever. You should go, 'cause you're anxious and miserable,

and a party would make you happy.

-I can't. -[Alan] Why?

Because nobody knows me at school.

I am literally invisible to them.

Maybe that's 'cause you never even join in.

What's the worst that could happen?

[in high-pitched voice] Wear me, Isabella.

[upbeat pop music playing over speakers in distance]

[girls giggling]

-[Allison] Oh, my gosh! -[giggling]

[sighs]

[Mask] Isabella?

[suspenseful theme playing]

Hello? Is someone there?

[door creaking]

[Mask] Isabella.

Hello?

Isabella.

Isabella.

You deserve to be seen. Just put me on.

[mysterious theme playing]

[door creaking]

["It Girl by Kah-Lo" by Karma Fields & Associanu playing]

♪ Let me tell you a story About a girl ♪

♪ She walked around Like she ran the world ♪

♪ She walked around Like she knew everything ♪

♪ And wouldn't back down 'Til you kiss her ring ♪

♪ She had that certain Je ne sais quoi ♪

♪ That girl is a dream ♪

♪ She means everything ♪

♪ That girl is a dream ♪

♪ She means everything ♪

♪ She has "it" ♪

Oh, my God, oh, my God. Oh, my God, that party was wild!

[exhales sharply]

[suspenseful theme playing]

[fabric holding]

[grunts]

[gasps, panting]

[laughing]

[loud roaring]

[slow mysterious theme playing]

[line ringing]

[James on voicemail] Hey, it's James.

Leave a message.

-[message prompt beeps] -James, it's me.

I really need to talk to you, okay?

[sighs] I can't believe you're making me leave you a voicemail.

Can you call me? Please?

Thanks.

-[Margot] Hey. -[Isaiah] Oh, hey.

I'm not bothering you, am I?

-No, no, no. -Okay.

No, you're all good.

You're all good, I'm just...

-sorting some stuff out. -Hey, hey.

What... I got it.

-You have a broken arm. -Oh, really?

I didn't notice.

Okay, I'm sorry. That was me expressing empathy badly.

No. No, no, no.

You're not, you're not bad at it.

It's just everything sucks right now.

So...

Oh, please, take a seat at... at my bakery.

[giggling] Every cookie in Port Lawrence.

Yeah, every five minutes someone shows up

with a new baked good.

So, what happens now?

Rehab.

They're saying I got like six months minimum.

So...

So my scholarship's up in the air right now.

Look, Isaiah, I'm really sorry about the other day.

You were in trouble and I just, I threw it back in your face.

Do you want any of this mess?

I'm sure one of these does not contain nuts.

Isaiah, what you told me about the camera.

Look, I saw it. I saw it happen.

Okay, all of these contain nuts.

Literally, any of these will kill you.

It makes no sense.

Why would you put nuts in all baked goods?

It's like putting avocado in a BLT.

It's just a way of ruining a perfectly good thing.

Isaiah, I saw you on the field

and something was clearly wrong.

What did you see out there before you broke your arm?

You're better off staying far away from this.

Far away from what?

I need to get back to all this.

Thank you for coming round.

Bye.

[door opens, closes]

[Mask] Wait.

[suspenseful theme playing]

[groaning]

[groans]

Oh, man.

I'm a lightweight.

Oh, boy.

Whew!

Okay, back on track.

[suspenseful theme playing]

[panting]

Ow.

Monday?

Monday!

Oh, God!

Oh, shoot!

What the hell?

[whispering] Okay.

Heh. Just slipped.

[loud banging]

Hey, you guys.

Go Titans.

[grunting]

Hey, hey, Teresa.

Oh, God.

[grunting]

Dropped my glasses.

[panting]

[male student] Mr. Bratt, uh, are you okay?

It was something I ate. [chuckles]

Bathroom.

Oh, God! Okay.

[panting]

Oh, my God. What's happening?

Oh, my God.

-[tense theme playing] -[screams]

Okay. Okay.

[chuckling]

You're not real.

Help me find him.

You leave me alone!

Everything's gonna be fine.

Please.

-[whistle blows] -[players grunting]

-[drone humming] -[whistle blows]

[indistinct chatter]

-[Isaiah] Hey, Susan. -Hey.

You get footage of all the games, right?

I do.

Well, can you give me Friday's?

-You mean when you... -Yeah.

Are you sure you wanna see that?

Well, you watch film to learn from your mistakes, right?

Yeah. Okay.

Um, it's on my A.V. cart.

-Can you watch the drone? -Yeah, sure.

Okay, just...

Hmm.

Hey, so, um...

how long have you been doing this A.V. Club thing?

Don't touch that. Freshman year.

Damn, that's a long time.

Hey, you know what's weird?

We've been in school together for years,

but like I know nothing about you.

[Isabella scoffs]

Including my name,

which is not Susan, by the way.

It's Isabella.

-For real? -For real.

Damn. Hey, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean...

It's fine.

Uh, start, stop.

[Isaiah] Mm-hmm...

Do you need me to stay or...

Uh, no.

I can take it from here, Susan.

No problem, Isaac.

[Isaiah] Nice.

Hey.

Thank you, Isabella.

I really appreciate this.

Yeah.

[cheering and shouting on video]

-[whistle blows] -[crowd groans]

[drone humming]

Lucas, what the hell are you doing?

[laughing]

[Isabella] Please, I'm begging you, do not.

-Do it! -[male student] Get it, dude!

No!

I'm sorry, Mr. Stokes. I'm never going to hang

from a stolen drone ever again, okay?

You don't need to apologize to me. It's not my drone.

Look, I'm really sorry.

In my defense, I didn't know it was yours.

I thought it was like school property,

which is like a little different, you know?

And in my brain I was sort of thinking about

like robots taking over the world

and... [stutters] that seems to be...

[mysterious theme playing]

[Mask] You know he doesn't mean it.

He's a liar.

You know, if there is a silver lining to any of this,

it's that, you know, humanity isn't doomed.

[Isabella] Uh-huh.

Thank you so much for fighting

the robots for us, Lucas,

but I think you're going to have to do more than apologize.

I think you're gonna have to make good financially.

Uh, yeah, I can do like five bucks a week

till it's paid for.

-[scoffs] -Okay, I mean that's an offer.

Is that something that both parties can agree to?

[Mask] No.

Yeah, sure.

Okay, yeah, great.

[Mask] Do not back down.

You know what, no.

This drone cost $3,000.

And if this moron somehow manages to graduate,

he will never make that money back

flipping burgers for the rest of his life.

[scoffs] Why is this chick like so intense?

Okay, I don't think she meant that.

I think tempers are just running hot right now.

Oh, no. No, this chick did mean all of that.

I'm just telling Lucas to his face

what everyone says behind his back.

Which is that you are a pathetic person.

This, this whole Jackass facade is honestly sad.

Whoa, whoa, okay, let's just try to take it down a notch.

Mmm. Well, how's this?

You're a high school guidance counselor.

-You literally failed at life. -Dude.

I'm here because I love helping kids.

Here's the thing, Colin. You didn't help me.

You made my life a whole lot worse,

'cause now my mom is gonna kill me.

And I mean, kill me.

And it's because you're an idiot,

and you're worse than an idiot.

You're weak.

Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry.

Um, forget what I said.

The money thing is fine.

Five bucks a week.

Sorry.

[sighs]

So, is that settled?

Yeah, please go to detention.

-For the record I think you're-- -It's okay.

You can just go to detention.

-[suspenseful theme playing] -[distant players shouting]

That's right!

[Coach Rifkin] We still got another half!

Get out there and keep up the intensity

and finish strong!

[muffled shouting]

[whistle blows]

[laughs]

Sorry, I don't mean to scare you like that.

-You made me jump, sir. -I'm practicing to be a ref.

-I guess the whistle works. -It sure does.

Oh, I got it, I got it.

-Thanks. -Sure.

Hey, you know, your dad,

-he did some work on my house. -Okay.

He used to play football here too, right?

Yeah, he did. Um, how did you know?

I know a lot about my students.

I gotta get back to class.

Sorry about the arm.

-That's not your fault. -I know.

[both chuckle]

Can you imagine?

-Okay. -Okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

Good luck with the ref situation.

-[whistle blows] -Get to class.

-[both laughing] -I will do.

-[chuckles] -[Isaiah] Thank you.

[gentle theme playing]

Got you some coffee.

But then I realized that was dumb.

You work in a coffee shop,

but I didn't want to come empty handed, so...

No, uh, I can use

all the coffee I can get today.

Oh, is now not a good time?

No, it's, it's fine. I just, uh,

I just thought I was seeing you tonight.

-Yeah. -You're not canceling, are you?

No. But this is actually about Lucas.

Oh, no. What did he do now?

Well, um...

He kind of destroyed Isabella Chen Lopez's $3,000 drone.

Oh, my God.

I can't pay for that.

Yeah, I'll talk to her parents

and try to work something out.

But, look, Lucas has got to get his act together.

You know, I don't want this to affect his future.

Yeah, no, I...

You know, I knew when Dennis died,

it was gonna be-- it was gonna be hard,

but I, I thought he was gonna be sad.

-Not reckless. -Hey, come here.

[Colin] You're doing a great job with Lucas.

It's just, you know, it's hard.

-[door opens] -[door chime jingling]

Colin? Elsie, from the nursery.

Yes.

[Elsie] How's your wife? Still gardening, I hope?

My wife? Yeah, she's doing great, Elsie.

Um, she's in Seattle for work,

so the gardening has fallen to me,

-unfortunately for the plants. -[Elsie and Colin chuckle]

-Well, tell her I said hi. -Yeah, I will.

Sorry.

-I gotta get back in. -[Colin] Oh.

-See you tonight. -Okay.

It isn't my fault.

Lucas Parker stole it.

Did Lucas Parker borrow the drone from your father

without permission and take it to school?

No, but Dad isn't even around to ask.

[Victoria] The drone was in your care when it broke,

so it's your responsibility.

You're grounded.

So I have to stay home? Fine.

It's kind of par for the course these days.

Not just that.

No phone, no Internet, no computer.

Oh, that is not fair!

How, how am I supposed to do my homework?

-Long hand. -[scoffs]

No wonder Dad doesn't wanna be around.

[exclaims]

["Terrible Lie" by Nine Inch Nails playing]

♪ Why are you doing this to me ♪

♪ Am I not living up To what I'm supposed to be ♪

♪ Why am I seething With this animosity ♪

♪ Hey, God ♪

♪ I think you owe me A great big apology ♪

[flames crackling]

-[door chime jingles] -Yes! I love this song.

♪ Terrible lie ♪

I-I'm sorry. We're actually closing.

We're not open for dinner.

Oh, no!

Shoot, I was really hoping to jam on an egg sandwich.

Um, okay.

I'm sure I can warm one of those up.

Thank you.

[Nora exclaims]

-Okay... -Could I have that one?

Yeah. Have we met?

No, I don't think so.

I've never been here before, so...

Oh, wait, are you Mr. Bratt?

Yes. Heh.

Yes, I am.

Nathan Bratt. I'm the new English teacher.

My son loves you.

I mean, well, he said,

"He's not the worst,"

which is really the highest compliment

you can get from him these days.

Okay.

So do you live near here?

Um, no, I live on the edge of town.

The old Biddle house.

The Biddle house?

How long have you lived there?

Just been a few days.

You know, I hear it's haunted,

which, you know, I don't know,

have you seen anything strange happening there?

No. Not that I can think of.

I did hear the horrible story

about the boy who used to lived there, though.

-Yes, Harold. -[Bratt] Yeah.

It was sad.

Kids can be so cruel.

What do you mean?

Well, it's just that everyone

seems to have forgotten about him and moved on.

Not everyone.

[oven beeps]

[Nora mutters]

[tense theme playing]

You shouldn't be back here.

Says who?

[chuckles] I'm just kidding.

I wanted one of these.

Cocoa.

Okay. Oh.

Thanks, Nora.

Thanks, Mr. Bratt.

[cashier keys clacking]

[suspenseful theme playing]

[sighs] All right...

-Oh, hey, here. Here. -Oh!

-Let me... -Hey, thanks, Nora.

Uh, my dad's inside.

Yeah, um, actually, I would,

I'd love to talk to you.

Okay.

I just wanted to ask you about the game.

What about it?

-Well... -[Ben] Isaiah.

Go inside.

Yeah, okay. I'll see you later.

-Okay, bye. -[Ben] I'll be in in a minute.

[Isaiah] Cool.

I told you, I don't want your dark creepy crap

around my family.

He's been through enough.

Ben, just hear me out.

About what? Biddle?

His ghost broke my son's arm? Is that what you're saying?

I don't know what I'm saying exactly, I just--

Go home, Nora.

This is getting sad.

Ben...

[Ben] I'm calling the others. We need to talk.

Hey, Margot.

[Margot] Hey, Ms. Parker.

-Can I talk to you for a sec? -[Margot] Yeah, sure.

-Hey, what's up? -Hey, listen, um...

Do me a favor.

Give this photo to Isaiah.

Ask him if he recognizes this kid.

[suspenseful theme playing]

[mysterious theme playing]

[grunts in frustration]

Izzy, check it out!

[Isabella] Not in the mood, dude.

No, look, it's evidence.

[Isabella on video] Lucas! What the hell are you doing?

-[Lucas chuckling on video] -[Isabella] Are you kidding me?

-He posted this? -Uh-huh, yeah.

And you can show Dad. Show him it wasn't your fault.

[clamoring]

-[Lucas screaming] -No.

I will handle this.

Oh-ho-ho, what are we gonna do?

We are not going to do anything.

-Huh? -I will handle this.

Wait, are we gonna do, a trap?

I've always wanted to do a trap.

No, no, leave me alone.

[Alan] No, wait!

Izzy!

[Mask] Let me help you.

-[knocks on door] -[Alan] Izzy!

Where did you get this?

[Isabella] From Nora.

Why, do you recognize him?

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

I saw him on the football field.

He was the referee...

and...

and then he was on fire.

Who is he?

Well, I did some research,

and I'm... I'm pretty sure that's Harold Biddle.

What, the kid that died in that house?

Wait.

Okay, I think we need to go to Nora at the Harbor Stop.

She clearly knows more than she's letting on.

[door chime jingles]

[skateboard thumps, rolling away]

[Lucas] Yes!

Damn it.

Hello?

[suspenseful theme playing]

Um...

Can you not drag that?

It's, um, expensive.

[Lucas groans in pain]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[monstrous grunting]

Move out!

Get back!

What the hell was that?

Oh, my God, Lucas!

[Margot] Thank God we came here.

-[Lucas groaning] -Are you okay? Lucas.

Yo, what just happened?

[sighs] It's okay.

[suspenseful theme playing]

[suspenseful theme playing]

[Victoria] Hi, honey, I'm headed back to work,

but I just wanted to get your thoughts

on how to deal with Isabella.

Her attitude has been terrible lately.

Something's gotten into her,

and I could really use your support.

Isabella?

Alan?

-Can I have a fruit gummy? -[Victoria scoffs]

That's just sugar.

It's shaped like fruit.

Have an apple.

[Alan groans] Ew.

I've been called in,

but your sister should be home any second.

[thuds]

[thumping]

[glass shattering]

-[grunts] -[Alan gasps]

-[loud grunting] -[objects rustling]

[phone beeps]

[quietly] Please pick up, please pick up, please pick up,

-please pick up. -[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

Izzy?

[screams]

[intensifying theme playing]

[sniffing]

[door banging]

[sniffing]

[screams]

Please stop this, Isabella!

Izzy, stop this. This isn't you!

Izzy, I know you're in there!

This isn't you!

I'm here. I'm Alan. I'm here. It's me.

[Isabella] No!

-[Mask] Yes. -[Alan sobs]

[Mask] What are you doing?

[Isabella] Get off!

[Mask] You were meant to be a troll. You are weak!

Get off! [Isabella screaming, crying]

Hey! I said get off!

[Isabella panting]

No, it's okay, it's me.

I promise, it's me.

I'm so sorry.

[Alan sobbing]

[Isabella sobs] I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

[sighs] Mom's never gonna buy it.

A bear in the yard?

I mean, if we both stick to it,

she doesn't have a choice.

Besides, you know she can't resist this face.

[both chuckle]

[Mask hissing]

Should we say a prayer or something?

Rot in hell?

Rot in hell.

Rot in hell.

-Rot in hell. -Rot in hell!

-Rot in hell! -Rot in hell!

Rot in hell!

[both scream]

[ominous theme playing]

[Isabella] I'm sorry for trashing the place,

but I don't know why I had to come,

and Alan got to stay home.

Because at the moment, I don't know if I can trust you.

I said I was sorry.

And I hope you mean it.

[car door opens, closes]

[Victoria sighs]

[sighs]

You brought Isabella.

Sorry, Eliza.

It's been a rough couple of days.

James?

[James] Yeah?

Bring Isabella to the game room, please.

[James] Hey.

How do we get you to stop with this ghost nonsense?

I'm telling you, he's back,

and I think he's coming for our children.

Listen to yourself, Nora.

That's the kind of talk that's gonna get you in trouble.

I wasn't crazy then, and I'm not crazy now.

You could lose custody of Lucas.

Are you guys threatening me?

I think the real threat is to Lucas,

who could spend his last years in high school

without a mom.

That's a lot coming from you.

At least I'm present in my son's life.

["Bet My Brains" by Starcrawler playing over speakers]

What are they fussing about?

[Isabella] Looks like your mom's really laying into Nora.

Yeah, well, that's Eliza for you.

Gets that way on her second bottle.

-[hits cue ball thin] -[James] Ow!

Your shot.

[suspenseful theme playing]

[screaming]

♪ Bet my brains I've gone insane ♪

♪ Bet my brains I've gone insane ♪

♪ Shut me up and throw me away ♪

♪ Sacred blood running through my veins ♪

♪ Do you like your hands dirty ♪

♪ Are you afraid of the dark ♪

♪ You're like the broken toy ♪

♪ That nobody wants ♪

♪ They tell you Don't look down ♪

♪ Nobody wants to come down ♪

♪ You have to fall To touch the ground ♪

♪ Nobody wants to come ♪

♪ Bet my brains I've gone insane ♪

♪ Bet my brains I've gone insane ♪

♪ Shut me up and throw me away ♪