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Well, this is good. I'm not seeing anything
in the local news about all the bodies we found in the bunker.
That's one advantage
to being on a first-name basis with the county coroner.
Yeah, sounds like you guys successfully
"buried the bodies."
Please repeat that for Jay and give me credit.
Oh, this is a relief.
We can't have news like that leaking on today of all days.
Woodstone is being considered for inclusion
on a prestigious list of top small hotels and B and Bs.
The guy from the list is coming to check us out today.
It's very important this goes well,
so, please, no ghost shenanigans, I-I mean it.
Oh, hello.
You must be a cult ghost?
They keep coming over from the bunker.
We're sort of a cult ghost tourist attraction now.
This feels very shenanigan adjacent.
Nice to meet you. I'm Eugene.
A fellow survivor.
Have you also found it difficult
to acclimate to the outside world?
Isaac, you were in the cult
for, like, four hours.
All of them harrowing.
Wait a second.
Are you Eugene Woodstone?
I'm Hetty Woodstone, your ancestor,
- and I built this house. - You know him?
He lived here for several months in the late 1960s.
My parents shipped me up here so I wouldn't embarrass them
at their precious garden parties.
I was sort of the black sheep of the family.
I'll say. Rumor has it this poor fellow was cursed
with the infamous Woodstone tail.
It's just a small bump
at the base of my spine.
- It's... -Fascinating.
Does it wag when you're happy?
I don't really want to talk about it.
I'm Samantha, also a Woodstone.
I am unafflicted.
Not that it's important.
What is going on?
The cult ghost is also a distant relative.
Oh, is he the reason that the cult was in our bunker?
Yeah. I thought they liked me for my personality,
but in retrospect,
they just liked me 'cause I had access to a bunker.
Nailed it, Jay.
Oh, that sounds like quite the tale.
I-I think he means T-A-L-E.
He can't hear us.
We don't have to dwell on it.
Okay, I descummed the shower,
I touched up the paint in the Maple Suite
and I folded the toilet paper
into those fancy little triangles.
So, now, I just need to take a load off.
Oh, ho, that's nice.
I think we need to lose the recliner.
- What do you mean? - Well, it's not in line
with the rest of the decor, is it?
Agreed. It stick out like chair of Frasier's father
on TV program Frasier.
I'm not familiar with that program.
We didn't have a working TV in the bunker
so I would do a lot of magic for the cult.
Oh, that's right, you were an aspiring magician,
I recall your parents whispering shamefully.
I didn't have my cups or rings
so I did a lot of thumb magic.
By Odin, your thumb.
He's a warlock!
Uh, Jay.
Hetty was pointing out that the recliner
doesn't go with the rest of the room,
and honestly, I kind of agree with her.
I mean, with the list guy coming, why risk it?
You got this for me as a gift.
You remember when I almost got dragged to hell
and you got this for me so I would feel better?
Right. So how about we just move it into another room?
Somewhere less public.
Can move into Thorfinn's room.
Oh, that's nice.
Thor's offering to take it.
Will be fun new place for Thor and Flower to fornicate.
And that's all he said.
Fine. If it'll help us with the list.
Speaking of which, I've been emailing
with some other B and Bs and they're telling me
this guy expects us to grease his palm.
Like a bribe?
Like a very nice welcome gift.
So I did some Insta-stalking,
and turns out he's really into antiques.
Well, that's great.
We have a ton of old crap around here.
I mean exquisite heirlooms.
Hey, Thor, I think there's something behind your ear.
Oh, it's my thumb.
You are a most impressive sorcerer.
Yet he could never conjure a job or a wife.
Abracadabra.
I think not.
So what do you think?
Isn't that Jay's recliner?
Yeah, Sam give to Jay to demonstrate her eternal love,
but then get rid of over some minor decorating concern.
So now we are lucky recipients.
Oh, wow.
Thanks, Thor, uh, it's just, um,
I can't have this in my room.
It's made of leather.
So?
So they killed a cow to make that.
That cow could have had a family.
A mom, a-a dad, maybe a secret lover.
Yes, but chair very comfy so we keeping.
Thor, you're not listening to me.
I'm telling you I don't want the chair.
And Thor telling you we keeping it.
Thor not care that chair was once unfaithful cow.
Fine, Thor.
Keep the stupid chair.
Thank you.
Now, on the other subject,
can you check Thor's ear for strange thumbs?
Thor think Thor might have problem.
The list guy is pulling up.
Did you settle on something to give him?
No, Hetty was being impossible.
She was claiming some sentimental attachment
- to every item in the house. - Okay, well,
- is she in here right now? - No.
Alberta made up a lie to get her to the restaurant.
Great, well, then just pick anything.
- How about that paperweight? - Oh, no.
Apparently that was Hetty's "correcting" paperweight
that she would sometimes throw at the butlers.
Yeah, I can see how that could be
a very special keepsake for her.
What about that box? It's pretty.
Yeah, this is nice.
Fine, let's just do it.
But what if it's important to Hetty?
Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission.
That's what Ben Franklin said
before polishing off
the entire Christmas goose.
Ah, hello.
I'm Paul from Boutique Hotels of the World.
Hi, Paul. I'm Samantha. This is my husband Jay.
Welcome to Woodstone.
The judging begins with your handshake.
Adequate.
He persnickety and overly formal.
I like him.
Very interesting older property you have here.
That's a nice way of calling it a dump.
Give him the gift, Sammy. Grease that palm.
Uh, we have a welcome gift for you.
- It's this... box. - Oh.
This is exquisite.
What a rare find.
An early 19th century parlor box
with steeple-tip hinges.
Well, that was a waste of time.
Alberta thought she saw Colin Farrell at Mahesh.
In my defense, as a celebrity I have celebrity blindness.
Well, you must be exhausted after your travels.
Yeah, let me show you to your room.
Is that the list fellow?
Why is he holding my parlor box?
You didn't give him that as a welcome gift, did you?
Yes, I did, and just deal with it.
You really should've asked me first.
Why? You would've just said no.
Yes, I would have.
Because it has a false bottom full of cocaine.
- What?! -That's right.
Peru's finest.
So unless the purity of your narcotics
is one of the list categories on which you're being judged,
I suggest you get that box back.
Why was there cocaine in the box?
Because it was my box and I love cocaine.
Can't argue with that explanation.
Plus, that was in here this whole time?
I was searching for it frantically
when I possessed your husband.
I was going to return him to you with a hole in his septum
the size of Rhode Island.
Hey, babe.
This is going so well.
He thinks the room is super cute.
He loved the folded toilet paper.
Jay, the box we gave him has a false bottom
that's full of cocaine.
Damn it, ghosts!
That falls squarely in the shenanigans zone!
Shenanigans Zone.
I used to take Laura there when she was a little girl.
Great pizza.
Maybe this isn't a problem.
Maybe this guy loves drugs.
This is really bad.
Even if he doesn't find it,
he could get busted when he goes through security at the airport.
We're not gonna get on the list if Paul's in jail, Sam.
Why don't you just ask for the box back?
We can't take it back.
- He loves it. - Plus,
if you ask for it back now, it's just going to seem
like you heard him say how valuable it was
and that you wanted to keep it for yourselves.
I'm sorry I suggested that box.
Another typical Eugene screwup.
Stupid Eugene.
Look, this ain't that hard.
You just got to wait for him to leave the room, find the box,
empty out the drugs and then put the box back.
I've done this a million times.
Alberta's saying we should sneak into the room,
take the box and get rid of the drugs.
All I'm hearing are
"shenanigans, shenanigans, shenanigans."
One seat at every table had a whoopee cushion.
Shenanigans.
Oh, can we watch that murder show again?
I just want to watch whatever Thor wants to watch.
He's a big strong man and he makes all my decisions for me.
What now?
I'm sorry, is everything okay between you two?
Flower little upset because I put foot down,
decide to keep chair in room
despite being made from promiscuous cow.
Uh, o-okay, hold on, I-I don't mean to butt in,
but it sounds like maybe you guys
are having some problems communicating.
You know I'd be happy to help.
I was a travel agent.
- So? - So, being a travel agent
is basically like being a couples counselor.
One person wants to go to Fiji.
The other person wants to go to Paris.
Well, it was my job to help them find common ground.
And steer them toward Orlando.
You can't beat it.
God, that place is the best.
You missed a spot.
Oh, I'm just pretending.
I'm waiting for Paul to leave so I can get into his room.
It seems just as easy to actually dust
as it is to pretend to dust.
Can you not right now?
Okay, he just left to go on a walk.
Isaac, let us know if he comes back!
Will do!
I was a captain, I think I can handle a simple lookout.
- Hey, man. - Hello, Eugene.
I can't be bothered right now.
I'm carrying out a very important mission.
That's cool.
Crazy about the cult, huh?
Indeed.
I heard you got in on the first try.
Really? You heard about that?
Yeah, you're, like, the talk of the cult.
How did you do it, by the way?
It's like unheard of.
Uh, well, you see, Eugene, it's all about...
confidence.
Now when confidence meets competence, well,
then you get something very special.
Now press on this part with your thumb
to release the false bottom.
I got it.
Now do a little and describe it to me.
Slowly.
Sam! He's coming! He came back early.
No.
- Uh... -Uh...
Under the bed?
That's what you chose?
Sam, you work here.
You could've been changing towels,
or re-triangling the toilet paper.
Oh, and now he's sitting down to read a book.
Boy, are you in a big mess.
Thank you for agreeing to do couples therapy
with a licensed travel agent.
I think you've made a very wise decision.
Do travel agents need licenses?
They do not but I made one for myself.
Laminated it and everything.
Now, uh, Flower, you were saying you didn't like
how Thor handled this disagreement.
Yeah, he was just so stubborn about it.
Argument is like battle--
it must be won at all costs.
It is actually very similar
to disagreement Thor have long ago with Viking wife Olga.
Olga, I have returned from battle victorious.
Oh, Thor, how I've missed you.
Thor think about you whole time.
In fact, Thor bring you back souvenir from Denmark.
Is Dane head.
Will look perfect on beam, tie room together.
Huh? Huh?
So you're saying she didn't want to hang
a severed head in your living room?
Yeah, Olga want Thor to put head in fish room
where no one see.
But Thor get his way, Thor not back down.
Thor win argument.
Like battle, you see?
The only thing I see
is that you're making the exact same mistakes
in our relationship as you made with Olga a thousand years ago.
No, I'm not.
Yes, you are.
No!
Whatever. This is pointless.
No, it's not!
And just like that...
battle won.
Right.
I was going to take a walk
but it looked like rain.
Don't panic, Samantha.
This conversation sounds like it's winding down,
after which point he'll surely leave.
Oh, no.
Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.
- Tell me everything. -Oy gevalt!
Where is Jay, already?
I thought you texted Jay.
Hey, Paul.
Ooh, I'll call you right back.
And here is Jay,
armed with what I am sure is a can't-miss gambit.
You... want to see a lizard on the porch?
Oh, I'm deathly allergic to lizards.
But thank you for the warning.
I'll stay right here.
Come on, Jay.
Actually, why don't you come down to the restaurant.
I made some hors d'oeuvres special for you.
Um, yeah, thank you, that sounds very nice.
Let me just change into my loafers.
Now, where are my loafers?
Ah.
Oh, he's gonna look under the bed.
Oh, damn it, Samantha.
If you had partook,
you would at least be high as a kite right now.
Sam! Here he comes.
What the hell?
Here's your loafers.
- Samantha? Hi. - Hi.
Hi.
Eventually, she's gonna have to say
something other than "hi."
He got by me. I don't know how.
So...
It's a funny story.
I was just coming in here to change the sheets,
and I lost a contact lens,
which I could've sworn rolled under the bed.
You know, I've seen a lot of innkeepers
try a lot of different things to gain an advantage--
hidden cameras, listening at the door--
but hiding under a bed?
No, it's nothing like that. I just, I-I have narcolepsy.
I fell asleep.
Well, that settles that. Paul, would you like to see
our magical creek?
My cousin has narcolepsy.
What do you take for it?
Oh, no. He's testing you, Samantha.
Tread carefully.
There is no medication for narcolepsy.
There are several.
- Right. - Listen, I don't know what you two are up to,
but I've seen enough to know that Woodstone B and B
is nowhere near worthy of my list.
Please leave my room.
Sorry.
I rode a narcoleptic horse once.
It was a short ride.
Let me ask you something, Thor.
After you "won" this argument with Olga
about the Dane's head,
was anything different between you two?
Now that you mention it, maybe there were a few things.
Olga really not want to hang out in that room.
She not want to watch fire with Thor anymore.
Made Thor very lonely.
That's tough.
Thor, are you familiar with the concept
of a pyrrhic victory?
I think you know answer to that.
Well, it was named after a king who won a battle,
but he lost so many men in the process
that he realized it may not have been worth it.
And in the end, he lost the war.
Whoa. So sometimes, someone can
win battle of argument
but lose war of relationship.
Not exactly how I would put it, but, yeah,
it seems like you're getting the general concept.
Yes!
Thor win therapy.
Sure.
I can't believe this.
We screwed up so bad.
Babe, we can't beat ourselves up.
Who would have guessed that there would've been
a bunch of cocaine in an old wooden box?
Yes, who indeed?
Oh, wait. Me.
- What are you talking about? - Pretty ironic, huh?
The so-called screwup of the family
flawlessly executes a revenge plan?
I was the one who suggested
the box in the first place,
which I knew, from family lore,
is where Hetty Woodstone kept her stash.
Using cocaine for nefarious purposes?
How dare you?
Then I intentionally distracted Isaac
so that Paul would
catch you in his room.
That is no way to treat
a cult brother.
Is it because I got in on the first try? Hmm?
- Is it jealousy? -I don't understand.
Why would you do this?
Because I hate the Woodstones.
This family treated me like a freak
just because I was different.
Hey, how do you feel about tacos tonight?
Shh. I think Eugene is doing his villain origin story,
but, yeah, tacos do sound good.
I never fit in.
I marched to the beat of my own drum.
I told my parents I wanted to go to magic school.
- Is that a real thing? - I don't know,
but I want to stuff this guy in a locker.
But my parents forced me to go to a fancy college.
I couldn't keep up.
Eventually, when I flunked out, they told me
I didn't deserve the Woodstone name.
Eugene, I just have one thing to say to you after all of this.
I'm sorry.
What?
For generations, we Woodstones have spent too much time
concealing anything that made us seem less than perfect.
I spent a century hiding my son's crimes
and also...
the nature of my own demise,
and it only ever led to isolation
and loneliness, so I say no more.
Yes! They got the poblano tonight.
Shame is a problem that is passed down in families,
not unlike the Woodstone tail.
And the only cure for shame is sunlight.
Which, unfortunately, is not a cure for the Woodstone tail.
They tried that.
Thank you for saying that, Hetty.
I agree with Hetty.
I don't condone your actions,
but I do understand them now,
and I think I have an idea.
Oh, is it to see if you can hang a coat on it?
On what?
Come on.
Paul, we need to talk to you.
Thank you, but I'm not interested
in hearing any more fabrications.
That's just it. I was lying to you.
I snuck into your room to steal back the box we gave you
because...
it's full of cocaine.
Excuse me?
Girl, what are you doing?
We didn't realize there were drugs in it
when we gave it to you,
but the truth is, an antique box
full of 19th-century narcotics
perfectly epitomizes this family.
I've been so preoccupied trying to paint a rosy picture.
This property's history is so much messier
and so much more interesting.
Like Hetty, the woman who owned that box?
Her son murdered a jazz singer right inside
- this house. -And Hetty's husband,
he was this brutal robber baron who died
before he could be held accountable for his sins.
He suffocated in a secret vault in the basement.
And he was riddled
with syphilis. Add that please.
Right out there on the lawn, an innocent cuckold
was shot through the neck by a ten-year-old girl.
Okay. I guess it's just nice to be included.
This mansion's history is full of bootlegging and murder
- and war and... - Syphilis.
...syphilis.
The point is that
I was so worried that Woodstone's flaws
would stop us from being on the list,
but honestly?
I think you should put us on it because of them.
Well?
What do you think, Paul?
You're telling me this box is full of cocaine?
Uh, yeah.
Can I keep it?
Excuse me?
If I can keep it, you make the list.
And there it is.
There's a little bit of Woodstone in all of us.
It's yours.
Great.
We'll be in touch. Congratulations.
Well, thank you.
It didn't go how I expected it to go
but it'll make a hell of a tale.
Come on, man.
- What are we watching? - Oh, House Hunters.
No, I mean what is that thing?
That's a television, sweetie.
Oh, right on.
Flower, do you have moment?
What do you want, Thor?
Thor want to talk to you about argument we have earlier.
- Hmm. - If Flower
not want chair in our room,
then we can get rid of chair
because relationship about compromise,
and compromise mean doing what woman want.
Really, Thor?
Do you mean that?
Thor may be oldest ghost but sometimes
slowest to learn lesson.
But if Flower willing to be patient,
Thor will make effort
because Flower worth it.
Aw, you're worth it too, big guy.
- Love making is imminent! - Yay!
Aw! But they're about to pick the house.
Can't y'all just go into a different room?
No, too late.
Process has already started.
Sorry. You're welcome to watch, join in.
Cheering is appreciated.
Mm-mm, I'm going, I'm going.
Let me know what happens.
- Well, first Thor is going to... - No, I meant
the show!
God darn, you freaks.
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