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[thunder clapping]

[soft music playing]

[groans, gasps]

[thunder rumbling]

What?

[sighs]

[screaming]

-Hyah! I know taekwondo! -[doorknob clatters]

-What is it? -[muffled yelling]

-[creepy exhale] -[thunder rumbling]

Oh, it's just Ellie. Little kid next door.

She's always trying to come over.

[Ellie] Sha-sha!

I come with a proposal.

-How did you-- -You would make

excellent members of my super-secret...

Hyah-sha-sha!

...Raven Club.

It's our duty to investigate

mysterious happenings.

Ellie, we're not interested in--

Super-secret club, huh?

Whoa! These badges are so cool!

Whoa! [grunting]

Not a Raven.

I'm a Raven.

[groans]

Something is rotten

in our beloved Canyon Valley.

And the crabby recluse across the street

is behind all of it.

Withers...

You can't just go around accusing people

because they're crabby. Where's the proof?

Oh, you'll get your proof.

Ha! This is Raven Club.

-We gotta sleuth... -To find the truth.

[both] Sha-sha!

You two weirdos deserve each other.

[wind howling]

Like a raven,

I shall return at dawn's first light.

Sha-sha-sha!

[quirky music playing]

Faster, Mom!

That was so smooth.

[Lil grumbles]

♪ Me and you ♪

♪ Together we can't lose ♪

♪ Me and you, me and you ♪

-[raven caws] -[dog barks]

All right, Ravens, listen up.

-Not a Raven. -Our first case...

The Mysterious Withers' House of Horrors.

Objects mysteriously go missing near Withers' house.

Toxic chemicals leak out from under the fence.

Dismembered body parts are seen in the garbage can.

-Coincidence? -Yes.

I think not!

Okay, drone cam is a go.

Fire up this bad boy and let's do some sleuthin'!

[beeping]

-[soft music playing] -[drone whirring]

I wonder what we're gonna find.

We're gonna find the truth, that Withers

is just an eccentric old grouch.

[drone whirring]

[Ellie] Here we go.

[Lil] A piano. Totally normal...

[gasping]

What is that?

[dramatic music playing]

[beeping]

There! Evidence! Don't you see?

Withers is an evil scientist

creating horrific abominations.

We don't know that.

-Could've been anything. -A rabbit head on a human body?

Well, nothing we can do now. That drone is toast.

There's no way I'm leaving my camera in there.

Fly, bravest Raven!

If I'm not back in an hour, send the paramedics!

Sha-sha-sha!

[grunts]

Sha-sha-sha!

Oh my gosh.

[raven caws]

-[boots squeaking] -[clock ticking]

-[beeping] -That's an hour.

We must go after him!

A Raven is never left behind.

For all we know, Withers is transfusing

Jack's blood with frog people.

Fine, we'll go get Jack.

To Withers' lair! Sha-sha!

And... I'll prove to you

that you're making unfair judgments about people.

Raven Club! Sha-sha!

Weirdo.

[tense music playing]

Uh, Ellie...

[grunts]

[groans]

[dramatic music playing]

[screaming]

Get a hold of yourself, Lil. It's just shrubbery.

Caw-caw, caw-caw, caw-caw!

Here's our way in, my fellow Raven.

Not a Raven!

[groaning]

-Whoa! -[clattering]

[Lil groans]

Okay, we get Jack, then get out.

We're not here to prove your wild conspiracy

about Withers 'cause it's not a thing!

[tense music playing]

[typewriter clacking]

Okay, Withers lives in a house straight out of my nightmares,

but still doesn't mean she's up to anything illegal.

Wait. Do you hear that? That piano!

There was a piano in the drone shot!

We must venture forth...

to the music room.

How are we going to find the music room

in this crazy maze?

My brain tendrils.

They feel the melodic vibrations.

Come with me if you want to save your brother!

Half brother!

[energetic music playing]

[squeaking]

Hey, any update with those tendrils?

I'm not looking to spend any more time here than I have to.

[evil cackling]

[gasps] I know taekwondo!

Look, it's the rabbit man from the drone shot.

-[soft music playing] -[door creaks]

There's the piano!

And Jack's camera!

But where's Jack?

Check the footage.

[beeps]

[Lil] Okay, there's his feet.

What the...

Whoa!

[eerie music playing]

There's got to be a reasonable explanation.

There is.

Withers is an evil scientist,

and this...

[beeping]

[alarm blaring]

[gasps]

Okay, self-closing doors

are admittedly a little unnerving

when you can't get out.

-[piano notes playing] -Uh...

Hey, quiet down! Stop drawing attention to us!

This is the song she was playing.

There's gotta be some reason.

[playing frantically]

Cut it out!

[trombone playing]

Oh my gosh, you were right.

'Course I was.

This still doesn't prove that Withers

is some kind of Dr. Frankenstein.

[groans]

[grim music playing]

Withers is experimenting!

[nervously] So, Withers is a person of science

with a thirst for knowledge of the natural world.

Nothing immoral about that.

Then explain this!

[tense music playing]

I, uh...

-[handle rattling] -[gasps]

Ellie, hide!

[creepy music playing]

[shimmering sound]

[wheels trundling]

[breathing heavily through mask]

[squeaks]

[squeaking]

[footstep stomps]

[breathing heavily]

[screaming]

[tense music playing]

[panting]

[grunting]

[tearing]

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

[gasping]

[sneakers squeaking]

Jack! There he is!

[both scream] Jump!

[dramatic screaming]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

That was a close one.

What took you so long in there, Jack?

Jack?

-[boings] -[birds chirping]

[screaming]

-[panting] -[screaming]

[screaming]

[eye pops]

A dummy? Oh my gosh, you were right.

Withers is up to something unnatural.

Jack really is in danger.

-What do we do now? -Are you ready?

To forget everything you thought you knew to be true?

[tense music playing]

I can't believe I'm saying this.

[resigned] Let's save Jack.

Then we must return to the mansion!

[raven caws]

[whimsical music playing]

Come on, Lil, you can do this. Be a weirdo.

If you were an evil Dr. Frankenstein,

where would you be keeping Jack?

We haven't been in the basement.

Excellent, young pupil!

And where would your secret entrance to the basement be?

[squeaking]

[Lil] The grandfather clock,

stuck on one second till midnight.

Seems too easy. Might be a coincidence.

-Seriously?! -[clock rings]

[rattling, sliding]

Well, what do you know?

-I was right! -Welcome to the club.

If Withers is on the other side of this clock,

we'll have to attack.

Taekwondo?

No. This time, we fight like ravens.

-[raven caws] -Street rules.

[dramatic music playing]

Hyah! [grunting]

[panting]

[screaming]

We're too late!

My innocent half-brother!

Taken before he could make his stupid documentaries.

Be at peace, bravest Raven.

[breathing heavily]

[screaming]

Remind me never to take you to a gallery space.

Jack, you're alive!

Yeah. I'm modeling for an art installation.

Withers is an artiste.

[demonic muttering]

Oh, sorry.

I'm always forgetting I'm wearing this thing.

That's sculptor, to be precise.

[light music playing]

[evil cackling]

[donkey braying]

[plopping]

Okay... art.

But what's with the gas mask? And vats of chemicals?

And what about the knife and creepy labyrinthian house?

The mask helps with the dust.

Safety first, don't you know?

And this isn't a knife. It's a can opener

for my ample supply of plaster of Paris.

And this house? My pièce de résistance!

A living monument to my artistic vision.

-Oh. -Oh.

Maybe we were wrong about you.

You're not an evil scientist.

Or a mean, grouchy, old lady.

All right, that's enough gum-flapping!

Now get off my property,

you trespassing little parasites!

Okay, maybe just a little wrong.

Small boy, a modest thank you

for being my perfect little model.

Wow. It's beautiful.

[upbeat music playing]

I know everything did have a logical explanation,

but I couldn't have found Jack

without your, uh, eccentric worldview, Ellie.

[raven caws]

Yes!

[sighs] Just a trio of weirdos.

[all] Sha-sha-sha! Three Ravens!

[raven caws]

[ominous music playing]

[breathing heavily through mask]

[man] "You criminals!" yelled the captain.

The bank was cleaned out.

Only thing left was...

a banana peel on the ground.

We were dealing with a crime genius.

-Whoa! -Whoa!

What are you doing?

Oh, just listening to a podcast.

It's called Master Criminals.

This season's the Banana Peel Thief,

a famous criminal who always left

a banana peel behind at the scene.

Never caught to this day.

[Halmoni] Cool story.

Wonder if we've got what it takes to be master criminals.

I mean, I've been to jail. No biggie.

That's so hardcore.

I'm always breaking the rules too.

It'd be so cool to be master criminals.

I practically already am.

[Halmoni] Being criminal is not cool.

Running away every day, always afraid of police.

[sighing, clicking tongue]

How do you know, Halmoni?

Oh, trust me.

I know.

[biting dramatically]

[gasps] Banana Peel Thief!

[giggling]

[loud whirring]

[rattling, squeaking]

-[gasps] -Let me see.

Okay, jeez.

Oh, it's Chuck.

-[clangs] -Whoa, what is he doing?

[Jack] Is that a bag?

-[screams] -[Lil] Looks heavy.

[gasps] You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?

[laughs] No, what are you thinking?

Lil, Chuck is obviously up to something shady.

If we help him, they'll make an episode

about us for Master Criminals.

-[gasps] Jack, that's genius! -Hey, Chuck!

-You need help with that? -Huh?

Sure, just, uh... get over here quick. Hurry up.

[gasps]

[mellow music playing]

[Chuck grunts]

Thanks again, kids, but, uh,

let's just keep this our little secret.

I gotta run and take care of this, so...

Hold on, Chuck. We can still help.

-Especially if it's dangerous. -Or illegal!

Seems like this ain't your first rodeo.

All right, get in.

[laughing]

Oh, man! What does "take care of it" mean?

I don't know, but from here on out,

we're all in.

[spits] We're the Duffel Bag Delinquents.

Oh, dude, that's such a good name.

You in?

[spitting]

♪ Me and you ♪

♪ Together we can't lose ♪

♪ Me and you, me and you ♪

[rock music playing on radio]

The day was like any other

in the mundane town of Canyon Valley.

-What are you doing? -Recording some material

for our episode of Master Criminals.

Oh, dude, that's such a good idea!

Lil was wearing her typical basic beanie and ugly sweater.

[sniffs, groans] Dude, did you fart?

Wait, did I?

[sniffs] Ah! I think it's the bag.

It smells like something rotting.

Oh, man, what if it's, like...

stolen cheeses?!

[gasps] Or, like, bootleg manure!

[laughs] Yeah! Or, like, a dead body!

[dramatic musical sting]

You don't think Chuck...

Chuck? Psh, no way.

-[honking] -Come on, move it!

I don't got time to kill!

-[engine revving] -Whoa! [grunting]

-Ew! Ew! -Ew! Ew!

Pit stop numero uno.

[mellow music playing]

Yeah, Jack, hand me that tape.

Why are we buying all this stuff, Chuck?

Because that's the only way to really clean things up.

[laughing maniacally]

Oh, I know it. [laughs nervously]

So, uh, just to clarify, by "everything," you mean...

-[clicks] -Hey, what was that?

Uh... what?

That, behind you.

I, uh... I, uh...

Over there!

There's a sale on shovels!

Oh, man, those are all-- Look at that!

Phew! That was way too close.

Hey, we can't back out, remember?

-All in, right? -Right.

[Jack gulps]

They approached a very dark and secluded alley,

one where no one would probably enter

except for us.

Pit stop dos.

Gotta meet my connect, Dirk.

I call him "The Cleaner." [laughs]

[laughing nervously]

[knocking on window]

Ah, speak of the devil.

[window whirring]

[tongue slurping]

[chuckles] Hey, man.

Dirk, I want you to meet Jack and Lil.

They're my newest partners in crime.

Can you trust 'em with a job this messy?

Yes, uh, Mr. Dirk, sir.

Super trustworthy. Jack's been in jail.

Huh. You know, I used to help Chuck

on his "dirty errands," just like you.

Aw, it's like I'm lookin' at my younger self.

How flattering.

All right, Chuck, I got what you need.

Go there.

They'll know what to do with the bag.

Always do.

There were other bags?

-[Chuck] Peace! -Bye, Jack.

[bright classical music playing]

[Lil] Whoa.

Was not expecting our next stop

to be in the fancy part of town.

As my momma always says,

"The rich know how to take care of their 'dirty laundry.'"

-[laughing maniacally] -[ominous music playing]

Uh, almost forgot. Uh...

Get out and take the bag.

[door opens, closes]

-Back in five minutes. -[tires squealing]

[clock ticking]

As seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to hours,

the Delinquents were faced with the cold, hard truth.

He ditched us, set us up!

Left us holding the bag!

Of course! All criminals double-cross each other.

The Banana Peel Thief did it to their crew.

Oh no, oh no!

Now Chuck's crime is gonna be pinned on us!

Think anyone's onto us?

[laughter]

-Hmm... -Hmm...

[panting, then growling]

[panting heavily]

Jack, we can't just run around with this bag forever.

You're right. We have no other options.

Let's dispose of the evidence.

[dreary music playing]

What were we thinking? We're way out of our league!

I know, but as long as we got each other's backs,

we'll be fine.

Right, 'cause neither of us

would ever... double-cross each other.

Especially since we know what we're capable of.

And it would be... so easy.

There's already a hole.

[tense music playing]

Hey, what are you kids doin'?

-Scatter! -Run!

Wait, why are you runnin' off?

I just wanted to see if I could...

Oh, what is this?

[gasping]

What is that smell?!

What are we gonna do? I can't go back to jail.

They're not taking me that easy.

Come on! I know who can help us.

[vomiting]

[rat squeaking]

Okay, she said meet here

and caw like a crow?

Oh, we gotta do the thing!

Yeah, that was a one-time thing. Not happening.

Lily, do the thing!

-Fine. Sha-sha-sha! -Sha-sha-sha!

[ravens cawing]

Welcome back, Ravens.

Here, put these on.

Fake mustaches, hand-drawn passports?

-What is all this? -Don't you get it?

You're criminals! You need to head for the border.

If you can get to the next town,

you two can't be extradited back for your crimes.

What's "extradited"?

Now, this is very important.

You can never... come... back.

[sighs] I guess I'll have to adopt a new persona.

[in accent] Hi, I'm John Calm. I work in plastics.

So be it.

This is my life now.

Forever on the run.

They'll call me Cobra.

[hissing like a snake]

Godspeed, Mr. Calm and Cobra.

Do you and your little bird friends

want to get milkshakes, sweetie?

Mom!

'Kay, gotta go. My ride's here. [panting]

-[door closes] -[engine revving]

There's one thing we gotta do first.

Yeah.

[somber music playing]

[laughter]

Sorry, Mom and Dad.

We never thought it would come to this.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye.

[owl hooting]

Lil, I need to tell you something.

I've never been in jail.

It was a jail museum. I didn't even go inside.

I was never cut out for a life of crime.

It's okay. Whenever I break a rule,

I can't look at myself in a mirror for weeks.

-I'm no criminal! -Halmoni was right.

A life of crime isn't worth it.

[groans] All to be on a stupid episode of a podcast?

-We're fools. -Look!

-We're almost there! -[honking]

[engine revving]

It's the heat! We were sloppy with the bag!

Come on, we can lose 'em!

[intense music playing]

[screaming]

[crashing]

Oof. Lil, are you okay?

Ow. I think I sprained my ankle.

[car approaches]

-Chuck?! -Chuck?!

Oh no, we gotta go!

Just leave me! You can still make it. Go!

Snap out of it! Duffel Bag Delinquents, remember? All in!

[Lil] All in.

I thought you two

wanted to help me.

Come on!

Ow, ow, ow!

I can't climb!

You can't just leave me with a job this messy.

Let me show you.

-[bag thuds] -[eerie music playing]

Feast your eyes...

on this!

-No! -No!

[music intensifying]

It's...

[music softens]

...not a dead body?

Dead body? What?!

You mean, you're not a criminal?

Criminal? Dang, is that what y'all think of me?

I think y'all are confused.

See, what happened was,

so my mom's comin' home from Boca, right?

And while she was gone, I made a pretty big mess.

I let my laundry pile up.

Had to get cleaning supplies and deal with it

before she found out.

But why'd you ditch us?

[Chuck] To get you Canyondale's famous fancy corn dogs

so I could thank you for helping me take the bag

to the laundromat Dirk told us about.

When I came back, you were gone!

Luckily, I was able to find my bag in a hole at the park.

Were you two trying to bury my dirty laundry?

[nervously] Uh... we...

'Cause that's such a smart idea! I shoulda thought of that.

Thanks for the initiative, guys.

Uh... glad we can help.

I don't remember puking in it though.

Yeah... that's weird.

Sorry for thinking you were a criminal, Chuck.

Nah, happens all the time.

Uh, y'all need a ride back home?

[Chuck on tape] Pit stop dos.

Gotta meet my connect, Dirk. I call him "The Cleaner."

Wow, I sound like a total goon in this.

[both] Duffel Bag Delinquents!

-[ominous music playing] -Huh?

Here's Dirk!

[theme music playing]

♪ Me and you ♪

♪ Together we can't lose ♪

♪ Me and you, me and you ♪

♪ Me and you ♪

♪ Together we can't lose ♪

♪ Me and you, me and you ♪