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All: [ Chanting ]
Off our land! Off our land!

[ Truck horn honking ]

Off our land! Off our land!

Off our land! Off our land!
Man: You'll destroy
what is not yours!

The blasts
always get them riled up.

Yeah, tell them
it's the sound of progress!

♪♪

Good morning, boss!

What the hell's
so good about it?!

Pace we're going,
we ain't never gonna get
that damn pond drained!

Well, we're still waiting
on that last permit, Isaac.

Protesters
slowing everything down.

We got this job based
on our reputation

for being fast --
real fast.
It's Oklahoma.

You know better than anyone
how the locals

feel about their tribal lands
and whatnot.
Yeah, I do.

Never should've given
those people anything anyway.

Now, look, I want you
to lay this last section,

get that damn pond drained
and finish this job,

otherwise, those gassers
are gonna be looking
for a whole new crew.

Soon as that last permit
comes in, we'll be --
I got the permit.

Well, records say
it ain't on file.

Well, if I say I got it,
Andy, I got it.

You just go on and do your job,
will you?

You're the boss.

♪♪

[ Rumbling, cracking ]

[ Grunts ]

Aah!

Andy?!

Hang on!
We're coming for you!

Rope and ladder!
Go get rope and ladder!

[ Groans ]

[ Indistinct shouting
in distance ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Wind whistling ]

Isaac:
Hold on there, Andy!

-[ Coughs ]
-Get ahold of that, Andy!

Come on,
get him up there.

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunts ]
-[ Coughing ]

-You all right?
-Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I think
I just hit my head.

All right, sit him down
over there, get him some water.

Come on.

Yeah,
I just hit my head.

♪♪

[ Keyboard keys clacking ]

Next page.

I brought you
some more fuel.

Oh, well, thank you.

Been working on this
secret project for a while now,

which...

Wouldn't be so secret if
you shared it with someone.

I'm writing an
academic criticism on
colonial architecture.

Take everything you know
about Dutch influence

on the Hudson valley --
throw it out the window.

I'll try my best.

"Dr. Oliver Thompson."

You're still publishing
under fake names.

You know,
you can be you now.

Well, I worked really hard
on these identities.

You know, they have
their own reputations.

Helps get the work out there,
plus, you know...

Secret library.

Yeah, but Flynn did all sorts
of research and seminars

when he was
the only librarian.

This works for me.

Ezekiel:
Who's up for movies?

I've got "night," "day,"
"dawn," "land,"

and "city
of the living dead."

Unbelievable --
we finally get the library back,

and you just want
to use the theater.

Yeah, movies are just books
with better pictures

and less of those words
and stuff.

[ Twinkle ]

Anybody else's
individual --

-no.
-So, who's it for?

Baird: Come on.
How bad is it?

I am concerned.

Oh,
you're past concerned.

You have a tell
when you're very upset.

There it is.

Well, I admit
I've never heard of anything

happening like this
in the history of the library.

I mean, rooms rearrange
but always

with some order,
not this random jumble.

I would venture to say that some
rooms may actually be missing.

And perhaps Mr. carsen --

made it clear
he will not be joining us.

He's on his
artifact hunt.

Clippings book went off.

There's a giant rift in
the earth near Wagner, Oklahoma.

Okay.
It's only a couple hundred Miles
from where I grew up.

Mysterious rift in the earth --
I call poltergeist.

I've got this one.

Jenkins:
Uh, Mr. Jones alone in Oklahoma

is a version of the
Rogers and hammerstein classic

no one should ever see.
-I don't know.

Jacob: I mean, uh,
we've done pretty good

the last couple of months
on our own.

Maybe if the four
of us went together --

baird: Nope,
the three of you are.

I've got a broken library
to fix with Jenkins.

You're all
full librarians now.

Such you've come back,
you've had issues

working together
as a team again.

You need to figure that out,
but between yourselves.

Can't rely on me
just ordering you around.

Technically, that is
just ordering us around.
Go!

[ Whirring ]

[ Electricity crackling ]
Was that wrong?

That was wrong.

I should go, right?
No, I shouldn't.

I should just sit down
and shut up.

Thanks for the pep talk,
Jenkins.

All: [ Chanting ] Off our land!
Off our land!

Off our land! Off our land!

Munsi: Police stand around,
watching us,

while these atrocities
go unmarked!

What did it cost to get you

in their pockets,
sheriff macready?!

You know, Lyle,
if you knew half as much

as you think you do,
you'd be a genius.

[ Chanting continues ]
Oh, well, who is this now --

oil and gas lackeys?!

No, um,
we're the librarians.

You the folks the
state sent down from
the archaeological society.

That's us.
We're here.

Yes, we are here
to check out the collapse.

It's a choctaw burial ground.
It's sacred!

There's ancient tribal art
under the surface,

and they are
desecrating it.

You folks come through.

You'll see
it's nothing but a big pit.

Native American
burial grounds.

Three words --
pol -- ter -- geist.

[ Chanting continues ]

Choctaw's not even local.

Nonsense.
-Really?

'Cause they've been here
since the 1800s.

Uh, I meant from before.

Uh, look, we've had equipment
failing left and right.

Them protesters
are to blame.

Folks, just walk on
that direction.

Did the locals
fake a burial site?

Why would they slow down
their own dig?

So, you believe
that guy?

Do you automatically believe
the protesters?

Why believe either of them?
Everybody lies -- except me.

Wait, do poltergeists lie?

♪♪

Hey,
where's your foreman?

I haven't seen him
since this morning.

Where's the nearest bar?

What's makes you think

we're gonna find
the foreman here?

-Just a hunch.
-Okay, great.

Well, you tell him you're
the archaeology expert,

we need to stop the dig,
and then we get in there

and see what magic
has to do with this.

Yeah, I don't think
that's gonna work.

Why not?

[ Isaac sighs ]

The hell
you doing here?

[ Country music playing ]

Hey, pop.

♪♪

Hope you didn't come back here
sniffing around,

looking for a job, Jake,
because if you did,

you're out of luck --
I'm all crewed up.

Ezekiel:
Honestly, I thought

the whole "bad dad" thing
was just a cover.

Shh! I want to hear
every word of this.

What's this trouble
I've been hearing about?

Eh, those protesters have been
yapping at us for weeks.

Now they're trying to get us
shut down over this hole.

State says I got
to wait around

and wait for some conservation
eggheads to sign off on it.

Well,
we're the eggheads.

[ Country music plays ]

[ Scoffs, chuckles ]

Well, unless they're
handing out degrees

for digging holes
and chasing women,

you ain't much of an expert
in anything, son.

This is like the best reality
show ever -- "stoned again."

-"Stone age."
-"Family stone."

-Oh.
-Sorry.

Here's your expert,
pop.

This is...

Dr. Oliver Thompson.

Doc, this is my dad,
Isaac stone,

sole proprietor of stone family
rigging and pipeline.

-That's right.
-Nice to meet you, sir.

Jacob here is
our field assistant --

a fine man,
if a bit of a blunt hammer.

Who's the pretty little lady --
your secretary?

Actually, I'm his expert

in p-wave ultrasonic imaging
for geographical tomography.

Is that right?

So, you find the stuff,
and you examine it?

What do you do, Jake,
drive the truck?

Doc, my dad's company
is laying the foundation

on a branch
of the natural gas pipeline

that's gonna be running
through --

we started breaking dirt
on a new section.

Andy got sucked into some sort
of magical sinkhole.

Magic?
Sorry.

We got a line
of red Clay here.

That's supposed
to be solid ground.

Best I can figure is,
those protestors

must've got in there and messed
with our survey equipment.

Well, t-the angle --

what are you doing?

You said he was the expert.

I'd like to hear
what he has to say.

Yeah.

Anything, uh,
down in the hole?

Remnants of an old mine.

Local kids get down in there
and dig tunnels

and write graffiti
on the walls and stuff.

-What type of graffiti?
-Ah, I don't know.

All kinds of garbage --
kid stuff.

If I could just confer with
my associates for one moment.

Weird burial grounds,

creepy markings,
mysterious accidents.

How is this not totally
a poltergeist?

Okay, we just need to
get down there and
see it for ourselves.

He's not gonna be
too happy about that.

Pop, we got to get down there
and take a look.

"Take a look"?
What are you trying to do?

I'm trying to do my job.

Your job?

This the one you turned
your back on your family for?

♪♪

All: [ Chanting ] Off our land!
[ Truck horn honking ]

Come on!

Off our land! Off our land!

Off our land!
-You're taking them down there?!

You can't make
a legal determination

of that site
without one of us present.

Well, I ain't letting
a punk like you in there.

The permit states
a tribal observer

must be present
for appraisal.

-Is that right?
-Mm-hmm.

Well,
why don't you come back

when you're not
wearing diapers anymore?

Just stop, pop,
you can't talk to him --

remember when you told me
you want to take somebody

to the ground,
you bring them in close,

you get ahold of them first --
you might want to try that.

You know I don't let civilians
on a work site.

If you don't,
he's just gonna call

the conservation office
and have the permit sent over.

[ Chanting continues ]

Get in! Doggone it.

Off our land! Off our land!

Off our land! Off our land!

♪♪

Munsi:
You're sealing it up?!

That's why you
didn't want me to see it?!

Hold on there! Whose authority
are you working on, Jerry?

Yours. Andy said
you ordered it closed up.

Andy? Andy!

What the hell you doing giving
orders without my permission?!

I just got here, boss. I've been
getting my head checked out.

Uh,
I thought you ordered it.

Get your head checked.

Shut those loaders down!
I'm going in.

[ Sighs ]

Put this on, munsi.
What are you doing?

He's the expert.

-Right.
-Come on, doc.

Jones, Jones,
turn your -- doc?

Let me, uh -- I know you're
used to more advanced equipment,

so let me just give you
a rundown

of this real quick,
and I'll explain it to you.

There's a camera
right here.

Everything you see down there
is gonna be recorded,

and it's gonna be a live feed
back up here to us, okay?

You need to talk to me, you do
that via the earpiece, okay?

In case you want me
to take any notes.

-Yeah, yeah.
-Okay? Hey, hey?

In case you want me
to take any notes, all right?

-Thanks, mate.
-Go.

♪♪

You really think
it's that unsafe down there?

I think anywhere near
that man is unsafe.

Yeah, my people put
extra support down here

on account it's unstable,
and we're all about safety.

Munsi:
That's definitely choctaw.

Choctaw? Hell, it looks like
something a child would draw.

What you know
about choctaw, old man,

could fit
on the head of a pin.

Jacob:
Oh, a few cave paintings

don't necessarily mean
jurisdiction.

You got to have
historical significance.

Look for symbols
of the sun.

So, this whole...
Thing with your dad --

it's about a nine
on the old awkwardness scale?

Family ain't easy.

I know.

I just would've thought
that lying about who you are

for all these years
would've been more complicated.

Trust me,
seven fake identities --

it's easier than one
honest conversation with him.

He wanted me to take over
the family business.

Said we were
gonna do great things --

stone and son,
but he never called it that.

He never changed
the name.

Every ti--
um, regardless of the name,

he ran it
into the ground, okay?

Part from the drink,
part from sheer stubbornness,

he broke it.

What is it?

I'm sorry.

Uh, just...

There's s-something weird
about these tunnels.

Ah, that is
most interesting.

If only I had something else

to say other
than "most interesting."

Um...Choctaw...

Ah.

This is fascinating.

These symbols are not
actually choctaw, Mr. munsi.

They may actually pre-date
the choctaw.

South abskin.

Athabascan --
South athabascan!

South a-athabascan.
[ Clears throat ]

I wish Jake had a fraction
of the brains you do, doc.

Only thing he can wrap his head
around is a football playbook.

Yeah, that and the Greek text I
taught myself to read at night.

Isaac: Tried to get him
to stick around,

be part
of the family business.

Was gonna call it
"stone and son."

He's lying.

But he didn't want
to have any part of it.

I-I-I believe it was out
of sheer stubbornness.

Wait, j-Jones, go back.

What is that?

That is a...Giant snake.

In technical,
archaeological terms,

s-snakus gigantus is...
What we'd call it.

Snakes aren't part
of the choctaw tradition,

not in the last
10,000 years anyway.

Uh, these symbols are actually
not traditionally choctaw.

So, this ain't
a burial ground?

You hear that, munsi?

[ Grunts ]

[ Sighs ]

Cassandra:
You know, there's --

there's definitely something off
about these tunnels.

I -- I don't know.

It has something to do
with the dimensions.

[ Electricity crackling ]

They're here!
I told you this place
was unsafe!

Let's get the hell
out of here!

Get out of there!

♪♪

All: [ Chanting ] Off our land!
Off our land!

Off our land! Off our land!

-Who did this to you?
-He's lying.

-Pop.
-I haven't said anything yet.

Well, I'll bet the little
bastard said I did.

Sheriff, I was
the first one down there.

This gentleman here
was already on the ground,

then a couple seconds later,
my dad showed up.

-"My dad"? How convenient.

-What's that supposed to mean?
-This all sound right to you?

[ Chanting continues ]

So, we're going
with he hit himself.

Well, he had to say something
once he heard

the doc say
that wasn't a burial ground.

Don't leave town.

[ Siren wails, chirps ]

I didn't need you
to lie for me.

I'm trying
to buy us some time

so we can figure out
what happened.

What happened is, he hit himself
in the head or something,

walked into a falling rock
to make it look like I did it!

You think I did it.

-No.
-Mm-hmm.

Well,
your fancy friends do.

You don't understand
what I'm trying to do here.

Oh, I understand what you're
trying to do, and you did it --

make me
look like a fool.

Well, now,
why don't you just go back

to your
professional assistant's job,

get your bosses
a cup of coffee?

♪♪

You're welcome.

He didn't do it.

-We saw what we saw.
-You don't know what you saw.

Okay, look, someone around
here is using magic.

People are getting hurt
and blaming others.

And your father --
-my father what?

Has the most to gain?

He's the one here
with the most to lose.

That's called motive.

He's a lot of things.
He wouldn't go this far.

You said yourself
he was a dangerous man.

That's not wh--
I'm not --

see, you're taking
what I said out of context.

Don't -- you...

♪♪

Still nothing on that
locked room in the basement.

Hmm, yes,
I thought for a moment

that the large animal room
had moved, but --

wait, what?
"Large animal room"?

Just how large
are we talking?
Oh, I guess...

Nessie is probably
the largest animal down there.

When you say "Nessie,"

you don't mean
loch ness monster?

Colonel baird,
"monster" is such a label.

Can we take
a quick break?

Your last quick break wound up
being a 95-minute lunch.

That shrimp, by the way,
was so good.
[ Chuckles ]

Well, Neptune's recipe --
he hated those little buggers.

[ Telephone rings ]

Hey, guys, you okay?

Colonel baird,
we have a bit of a situation.

Well, cassandra, you can't
come running to me
at every speed bump.

You have to learn
to fend for yourself.

Actually, it's more of a quick
question for Mr. Jenkins.

-Oh, Jenkins?
-Hmm?

Quick question.

Yes, miss cillian?
What is your nimble inquisition?

Hello, so, we've encountered
more accidents

where the seemingly guilty party

is nowhere near
the actual accident.

Also,
stone's father is here.

-Wait, what?!
-The pipeline company?

Yep.
Stone's father, Isaac stone.

Well, that does
thicken the roux.

You have followed
the clue paths, right?

Arrive, investigate?
-Yep.

Well, I would suggest
you get back to the source --

in this case, the site of
the original accident, the rift.

Do your best not
to cause any more injuries,

but you must get back
to the source.

I may have a theory soon.

And, by the way,
you had no question.

I guess
all answers lie beneath.

Back to the caves?

♪♪

[ Wrench rattling ]

[ Mumbles ]

Come on now.
Come --
[ Rattling stops ]

[ Rattling resumes ]

Broke down again?

Eh, I just got to know how
to talk to this baby.

Uh-huh.

Give me the wrench.

How much longer
are you thinking

on putting time and effort
into this old beast?

Find something good,
you stick with it.

[ Chuckles ]

Pop, sometimes things aren't
as good as you think they are.

Sometimes
you got to move on.

Stop trying to fix things
that are always broke.

[ Sighs ]
This will fix you up.

No, thank you.

Listen, I know you didn't hurt
that munsi fella.

[ Scoffs ]
Yeah, you don't seem to have

a problem letting your friends
think I did.

-The choke.
-No, it's not.

-Yes, it is. Yes, it is.
-No, it's not. No, it's --

that's why nothing ever
gets fixed around here.

Truck is cursed, just like me,
just like the business.

Everything's cursed.
Pop, it's not a curse when
you lie about the permits!

I ain't got time to sit around
and wait for no damn permit!

I lose this contract,
I lose the family business!

We're broke --
bankrupt because of you!

-Because of me?! No, no, no.
-Yeah, you!

When I was here,
all the accounts were balanced!

This place could've gone five,
six months without a contract!

Well, you must've done something
to screw up the finances!

Should've known better
than to trust you

with the company finances --
a hammerhead like you.

Where'd the money go, pop?
Huh?

Where'd the money go --
brand-new 12-gauge?

[ Groans ]
Chasing an inside straight
down at jawbones?

Watch it.
[ Engine turns over, revs ]

Or did it all just go
into the flask?

You just keep your yapping,
see where that gets you.

I ain't too old to knock
your ass through that wall.

[ Engine idling ]

Son of a bitch.

Thought you went to get your
seismic thing or whatever.

I decided we needed
to find stone instead.

Well, Jenkins said we
should get back to the source.

Yes, but we need stone
for that, right?

You go check the flats.
I'll see if he's out
by the shed.

Uh...Whatever.

Those seismic documents they
have didn't make any sense.

Okay, you're messing
with me, right?

What are
you talking about?

You just told me back there
that we should...

Together:
We need Jenkins.

[ Keys jingling ]

-Hey, where's Jones?
-I don't know.

Maybe he walked off,
just like you.

I was looking
for my father.

I'm dealing with a lot
of stuff right now, okay?

No, you are dealing with a world
of lies that you created.

Can we just find Jones
so we can find out

what's causing this
and go back

to hunting sorcerers
in Madrid or Bali

and just get
the hell out of here?

Is anything in your life true,
or is it all lies?

Cassandra,
this is really not the time.

Let's go find Jones.
I'm gonna go find Jones.

You coming with me?
-No.

You're on your own...
Just like always.

♪♪

[ Laughs ]

So, you're saying
it's not a poltergeist?

Mr. Jones, I'm saying
that all shapeshifters

owe allegiance
to poltergeists.

However, the basic type
you are familiar with,

from your adolescent taste
in cinema, migrated,

mainly to Finland
in the early '90s.

Big fans of curling.
-When you say "shapeshifter"...

What we're dealing with
is not your classic villain

with an obvious endgame
of world domination

or soul possession

or removing the letter "r"
from the English language.

-What villain did that?
-Please, just stay on point.

Now, throughout time,
there have been multiple

variations of shapeshifters,
so subtle in their methods

as to be undetectable
by the untrained eye.

[ Stammers ]

-What happened?
-[ Stammers ]

Tell you what --
never believe that slop

about the pen
being mightier than the sword.

Skin crawlers, face dancers.
[ Sighs ]

They are a pain.

Eye gossamers,
uh, so on and so forth

to the more rare types as throat
jumpers and nose stealers.

-Ew.
-Seriously, really, I mean,

the most pointless
of all shapeshifters.

The one commonality
is that they all feed

on lies
and the chaos wrought by lies.

The more lies,
the more chaos they can create.

So, why hang around
this small town?

Why not head for...

Washington, D.C.,
home of lies?

Well, shapeshifters require
an enormous amount

of sustenance to survive.

We can assume since we're
just hearing about this one now

that this beast
has only recently arrived.

Perhaps it has not had
enough time

to feed
to leave the area yet.

And you must stop it before
it's able to grow in power.

If you don't, I promise you,

the consequences
will be catastrophic.

How catastrophic?
Historically?
Limitless.

Uh, well, l-let's just say
that the French revolution

had less to do
with economic disparity

and more to do
with inviting a face dancer

to a party
at the marquis de sade's house.

[ Sniffs ]
Some images one cannot unsee.

If it's not
your classic villain,

what is its endgame --
to continue to consume?

That is its life-force.

Shapeshifter is
a trickster God of sorts,

very heavy
in native American lore,

probably what
you're dealing with there --

where the wind comes
sweeping down the plain.

Their endgame is simple -- fun.

They are entertained
by chaos and destruction.

It's Saturday morning cartoons
to them.

Oh, we don't have
those anymore.

Wait.
How do we stop it?

Very difficult to kill,
but relatively easy to trap.

I would say that this one
must've been trapped

for a very long time
until a combination

of the blasting
and perhaps evolution

gave it just enough of an
opening to take someone's shape.

Stone's there alone.
We have to go back.
I'm coming.

Cassandra:
No, we got into this mess.

We'll get ourselves out.
-Besides, shapeshifter.

The more there are of us, the
more chance for it to fool us.

We got this.

[ Electricity crackling ]
Wow.

Proud or sad?

Little bit of both.

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hey.

Did you come back
for round two?

Beg your pardon?
Telling me
I'm a horrible person,

I should be
on my own?

I never said that.

You said it
to my face.

Ever occur to you
that it wasn't her?

You calling me a liar?

Ever heard
of a shapeshifter?

I missed it.
You missed what now,
mate?

We never had a conversation
at the demolition shed?

No.
Told you --
shapeshifter.

Hoklonote.

You drinking some
new kind of German beer?

I should've seen it.
I'm sitting here.

I'm absorbed in my own problem.
I'm dealing with my father.

It was right in front of me.
-What is it?

Hoklonote
is a shapeshifter.

It's a native American
trickster God.

It feeds on lies --
telling them and hearing them.

Well, that's what Jenkins said,
minus the hoke-pokey stuff.

Lies, every single lie --
my dad's lies about the permits.

Mr. Jenkins said
that if we don't stop it,

it's gonna keep feeding
and getting stronger.

And chaos will escalate.

Well, how bad do you think --
[ Explosion ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Stop there, munsi!
You're under arrest!
For what?

Destruction of police property
and attempted murder!

[ Scoffs ]
You think that I did that?

Listen --
you told me
to meet you here!

You told me to meet you here!
-Wait, wait!

I can explain this.
-Oh, boy.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

Maybe not!

How do you know it wasn't him
or his father that did that?!

'Cause we'd have blown up
your car, not the sheriff's car!

[ People screaming ]

♪♪

Go. Go, go, go.

We need to get
that thing back in its hole.

But if this hoklo-bloke
can pose as anyone,

how do we know who
to track?

In tribe mythology,
it devours lies.

That's what
gives it strength.

Children were taught
if they told the truth,

hoklonote
is powerless against you.

So, we just get people
to start telling the truth?

Good luck with that.
We've got to identify
him first,

and then we got
to get him to the hole.

He's gonna want
that hole destroyed.

We better move fast, guys.
Come on.

Hey!

That's my head!
It can't use my head!

Whoa.

When I was watching
your footage earlier,

I could tell something was off
with this place,

but it's as if the walls...

Aren't really
where they are.

How could you tell
from a video?

You know that thing where
you're watching TV

and you subconsciously compute
the size of the sets

based on the height of the actor
and the number of steps

it takes them
to walk the width of them?

Like, how Nathan fillion
is 6'2".

Takes him 43 steps
to walk across the serenity,

so you know that the spaceship
is 204 feet across.

No.
No one knows that thing.

Well, I do.

And when I was watching
your footage,

based on your height
and the survey maps...

"V" equals 15.

15...

Times seven,
plus the square root of five...

Over four
times "a" to the third.

And then the area.

Square root of two...

Two.

So that's it.
This is it.

This wall should be 5 meters
further back than it is.

[ Sighs ] Snakes.

Sign of violence...

And revenge.

Symbol on the central coil --
it's out of alignment.

[ Locks disengage ]

[ Door creaking ]

Cassandra:
What is this place?

A tomb?

These paintings...

These beasts are being held
against their will.

Why do I hate this room?

'Cause it's a cage.

This is it.

This is where
it was trapped. Hey.

I was in this prison
for a thousand years,

sealed away
from the mouths of men,

starving
without a lie to feed on.

But then your father dug
where he wasn't supposed to

and set me free
with that first lie.

Okay, this is
the freakiest Friday ever.

I had all the lies
I could consume --

so many from one man.

Now I have the strength
to leave this tiny town

and cause some real damage.

Goodbye, my little liars.

[ Locks engage ]

These stones
are from antiquity.

Native pre-settlement
trapped hoklonote.

The choctaws
adopted the story.

Somehow, he was chained
to these walls.

Trickster God.

Magic is power, focus,
and effect.

The more lies, the more power.

He's the focus,
and the effect is chaos.

With enough lies, he could
plunge the world into a war.

If a door has a lock,
then it has a key.

I just can't figure out
what this key is.

Wait, magical theory suggests
that power is a dual current,

which means that whatever
is keeping us here
can also be reversed.

Dual current -- that's it.
That's what it is.

That's what they told
the children -- the truth.

You're not about to say
that truth will set you free.

I'm saying...

Look, I was...

I didn't want to admit,
even to myself, I was worried...

That maybe my dad do it --
attack munsi.

[ Door creaking ]

Do it again.
Keep going. Say something!

I lied to my father
because I didn't want him

to know that I thought
he was a failure

and that I resented him.

[ Lock disengages ]

There are few sounds
in this world

that I love more
than a door being unlocked,

and that, my friends,
is a door being unlocked.

That's three.
We got two more to go.

Uh, cassandra
has red hair.

True, but not --
not a truth.

The truth has to have
emotional weight.

You got to say
something important.

I don't have any lies.
What -- what about
the team thing?

Colonel baird once mentioned
that you have another FBI file.

-You were in the FBI?
-Do I sound like a yank?

I was recruited into MI6
after my first big score.

Happy now?! Ezekiel Jones
stole for her majesty's
secret service.

I'm not proud of it,
but it's the truth.

[ Lock disengages ]

When they told me
about my tumor,

they told me
I was gonna die.

But I decided when.

I want to die on my own terms,
so I picked a day --

a day when I choose
to die.

[ Lock disengages ]

[ Door creaking ]

I'm sorry.

Save it.

It's not today.
Let's go.

Whoa, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

We got -- we got
to keep the door open.

The door has to be open
to get the trickster back.

So one of us just stays here
and keeps telling the truth.

Have fun, cassandra.
No, no, it doesn't work
that way.

The truth only works
if you share it.

Emotional weight,
remember?
Okay, Jake, you go.

W-we'll keep the door open.

Here.
I'll bring him back.

Come on,
get to truthing.

Uh, um, I stole the
sheet music from "Aladdin"

to my grade-school
music class!

[ Sighs ]

Not exactly
a criminal mastermind,

but we all
have to start somewhere.

Hey,
what are you doing?

Your dad says
we're blasting the hole.

That's all I know.

Isaac:
Who laid this dead line?!

Pop?! Did you order the demo
on this hole?!

-You're damn right I did!
-I got people down there!

Well, get them
the hell out of there!

What the hell
is wrong with you?!

You're gonna destroy your own
work to cover up your lies?!

I'm doing what I got to
do to save my company!
Andy, set the primer!

Will you listen to me for once
in your miserable life?!

Why in the hell
should I listen to you?!

Because I'm a genius,
pop.

I'm a genius!

I speak
nine different languages,

and I can read
over a dozen more!

I have honorary degrees
at universities

on four
different continents!

I -- I'm the first one
they call

when they discover
a new piece of art,

and I'm the one they're scared
to call

because I'm the best in the
world at discovering a fake!

And I didn't tell you

because I knew
that you'd see anything less

than chasing the family business
as a betrayal!

And even though
I-I don't want this life,

I couldn't live with the fact
that that's the way you'd feel.

I'm sorry I lied to you
all those years.

♪♪

That's a whole lot
of lying, son.

How am I supposed
to react to that?

You tell me.

You are my son.

And I love you.

[ Sighs ]

One more thing.

What is it, son?

My father would die
before he ever told me that.

[ Both grunt ]

You have a weakness.

You can't hurt
your friends.

Wrong.

I know they're all you.

So, go ahead and bring on
anyone you want.

♪♪

And any woman who says
she hasn't is lying!

I have an irrational fear
of ravioli.

I always wanted
to be vietnamese.

Oh, and I hate babies.
Like, I hate them!

I'm much stronger
than you.

I'm still feeding
off your lies, Jacob stone.

Or is it
Dr. Oliver Thompson?

Or James mckelvie?

[ Coughs ]

Or the -- the Celtic history
expert Griffin griffould?

I bet you can't even
pronounce --
I'm afraid!

[ Both grunting ]

I'm afraid
to use my real name!

Because then I can't pretend
it's my father's fault anymore.

I could live with being
a failure in my old life.

But I was too afraid
to be a failure in my new one.

My daddy always taught me
if you're gonna fight the devil,

you got
to bring him in close.

[ Both grunting ]

'Cause you can't take him
to the ground

unless you get ahold
of him first.

[ Groans ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

The truth hurts.
[ Groans ]

And I watched the light
go out of his eyes.

Ezekiel: Oh, thank God.

[ Body thuds ]

[ Grunts ]

-Is it dead?
-Nope.

But it's gonna wish
it was.

How do we know
it's the real you?

I didn't stay
with you guys after Peru...

Because I didn't know
if I could get the job done.

And I didn't want you
to see me fail.

[ Snake rattling, hissing ]

The truth binds it.

I didn't stay
with you after Peru

because I wanted to prove
that I could do it alone.

I liked
having you there.

But I knew
you thought I was sick.

[ Snake hissing ]

-Let's go.
-Think that'll hold it?

Once it's locked in
without a body to shift into,

it'll never be free.

Where's Isaac?
H-has anybody seen Isaac?!

Isaac: Andy, what the hell
is wrong with you?!

You told us
to blow the hole.

I've been down there talking
to the sheriff.

She showed up, and I've been
talking the workers

out of a riot
that you damn near started.

What's the matter
with you, boy?!

I am really getting tired
of all this.

What happened to you?

The truth.

The truth is...

I don't care if you know
the truth anymore.

I don't need
your approval.

Bye, pop.

[ Electricity crackling ]

One, two,
three librarians.

Hmm. Ah.

Cheers, mate.
Thanks for the confidence.

-Just out of curiosity...
-Hoklonote.

Very powerful enemy.
Nicely done.

I take it you've locked
that thing away for good?

Then, well, everybody
is back where they belong.

Is the team
functioning together again?

You worked out all your issues?

I think so, yeah.

Good.

I knew
you could do it alone.

♪♪

Everything work out
satisfactorily?

Yeah.
Thought we covered that?

No, I was referring

to the extracurricular part
of the mission.

Yeah.

It's all good.

Fathers and sons --
complicated dynamic.

That's, uh [Chuckles] that's
one way to put it, Jenkins.

Hmm.

Mr. stone, uh...

I've walked places
I should never have gone.

I have seen things
and done things --

uh, uh, my point being...

We cannot help
where we come from,

but we can choose
how it manifests itself.

You're saying
what we're made up of...

Is different
than what we're made of.

I'm saying family
ain't easy.

[ Scoffs ] But, then again,
neither is anything else.

Tea.

♪♪

[ Keyboard keys clacking ]