All language subtitles for Nancy Drew - S03E02 (2019) REMUX.eng

Hey.

No.

Whatever you're into,

I don't care.

You can't be here.

Who let you in?
Nancy still has her keycard.

You know, I'm
so sorry, you guys,

I really thought that
Connor would want our help

figuring out
if our murderer

was a human or a
supernatural baddie.

Yeah, like the
supernatural entity

that came after his son
last month.

Yeah.

And we brought
bagels.

Two dead guys,

both with iceboxes where
their hearts used to be.

One found on Nancy's car,
one found at Nancy's carnival.

I vote Temperance.

Obviously, she's dangerous,

and the timing of her Horseshoe
Bay Homecoming is fishy,

but for her to show up

and then immediately
start leaving me bodies--

I feel like she'd be a little
more strategic than that.
I mean, this town

is infested with all kinds
of supernatural menaces.

We shouldn't rule
anything out.

There's also a chance
the killer could be

of the human variety.

Yeah. Serial killers
have been known

to put body parts
in freezers.

Okay, I got to get
to the station.

Bess, George, why don't you guys
look into if there's been

a history of supernatural
freezings in Horseshoe Bay.

Nick, Ace, watch the autopsy,

follow the human
serial killer angle.

I work alone.

Honey,

we saved your son
from a lamia.

Hi.
Hi.

I brought some bagels.

Well, thank you, but...

I would love it if you
laid low for a minute.

There's a serial killer
out there

who has some kind
of twisted fascination with you,

so forgive me
for being cautious.

I'm gonna be at
the police station,

starting my duties
as community liaison.

Kind of the safest
gig in town.

A-Aren't they still
holding your car as evidence?

Yes. But no one has
impounded my feet yet.

I'm walking.

Nancy.

Or you can drive me.

Okay?
Be right back.

You know, when I was growing up,

the tighter my parents
tried to grasp onto me,

the harder I tried
to slip through their fingers.

I think I know how
to parent Nancy.

Sure you do--
that's why there's bagels.

I used to pull this trick
all the time

when I partied all night.

Bagel doesn't
fall far from the tree.

Hi, Joyce.

It's my first day
as community liaison.

Can you please
escort me to my office?

Uh, we set it up
for you. It's...

Does the community liaison
not get a chair?

Don't worry.
I'm gonna make...

I'm gonna make one.

Matthew Burke,
from the corn maze.

His chest cavity was
frozen solid and scooped clean.

Not a trace of his
heart remains.

Dustin Yates'
cavity is...

messy, burnt.

Little bits of frozen heart
tissue hanging in place

like, uh,
tiny streamers

the day after
a New Year's party.

Well, if the first kill
was clean,

why would the second one
be sloppy?

The killer is
experimenting?

Or becoming more erratic,
possibly more violent.

If we can figure out

what the killer used
to freeze Dustin's heart,

maybe we can track them
using recent purchases.

Sounds like an excellent
new hobby for you.

Yeah, do that far from here.

It's like the sparkles
are dancing.

Okay, it is a rock

and piece of metal that
in no way defines my worth.

All right?

I mean,

obviously I love it.

I just don't want them
to mistake jewelry for identity.

Oh, yeah,
I know, I know.

But this piece
of rock and metal

looks damn good
on your finger.

I need you to forge

Victoria's signature again
for school.

Behavioral issues?

No, no, no, Charlie,
I'm not signing this

until you tell me
what's going on.

Yeah. Did you see
the new BTS clip?

Oh, my God,
look at that.
Are you kidding me?

Um, nothing
about frozen hearts.

When does Hannah get back
from her research trip?

She said it was open-ended,

which is why she's letting me
mind the historical society

while she's away.
Yeah, I...

haven't found anything
on hearts, either.

But there is all this stuff
about my ancestor Martha Marvin.

She was an original
Woman in White,

and she had
all these occult tools

to enhance her skills. Look.

It's so crazy.

They were so powerful
for so long,

and then they just folded.

Probably for the best.

They, like, totally dabbled
in anti-feminist repression.

Yeah.

George, where's your ring?

Half of these messages
are about stray cats

or property line disputes.

You're sidelining me.

Technically,

you don't work for me.

I'm just here to track
and profile the killer.

I'm giving you an avenue
to be of assistance, safely.

Because this killer is an
attention-seeking sadist,

and their decision
to leave a body on your car

indicates that they're desperate
for your attention.

If you give it to them
by pursuing them openly,

they will believe
that you two

are in a dialogue-- one that
ends up with you getting hurt,

or worse.
All the more reason
for me to find out

who they are and stop them.

Hi. I was told to come here
if I had tips

about the recent murders.

Temperance.

Oh, you already know

the community
liaison. Nancy...

could you handle?

Okay, I work here now,
so I don't have time

for tarot card readings
or blood-bathing rituals,

and I highly doubt
you have an actual tip.

You're right.

It's better than a tip.

I have a way to solve
these murders.

So, what's in it for you?

This was my town
long before it was yours.

I want peace returned
just as much as you.

And with innocents dying
and a threatening man

coming into my home
trying to hurt you,

I feel compelled to step in.
You know, your rescue
the other night

was impeccably timed--
it was almost like you knew

I was in danger.
Can't I have a
vested interest

in the well-being of...
my youngest relative?
Oh,

you mean your blood bank
that you used

to restore your youth?

Tomayto, tomahto.

Honestly, you very
much remind me

of someone
I once failed to save.

Set aside your hostility.

You need my help.

Mm.
I saw the three-
fingered man

the night
of your friends' engagement.

How do you know
about the suspect?

I overheard those
college boys yammering on

about their story.

The one about a menacing man
following them

the day
of their friend's murder.

You might have seen him, too.

Oh, before he left
the crime scene?
Yes.

Our recollections
may be incomplete on their own,

but...
I have something at my home

that could serve
as a memory aid.

Or perhaps we
should simply wait

until more innocent hearts
are ripped from chests.

Who knows-- maybe the next
ones could be our own.

All right, Fan clan,

mission today is find my ring

and keep Nick away from me
until we do.

I refuse to see
the look on his face

if he finds out I lost it--
it'll absolutely kill him.

Oh, God, Nick's here!

I'll distract him.

Go! Go!

Hi!

Hi. What's all this?
Hey.

Oh. Oh, yeah,
we're gonna test ways

the killer
could have frozen Dustin's heart

using pig hearts that Ace got

from Frank the butcher.
Ew. Um, okay,

well, we have
customers in today

and we don't want to scare them,
so why don't you go

through the back door.

Yeah, good idea.
Yeah.

Ace!

Whoa.
Hey.

Sorry, didn't... I didn't
mean to startle you.

I was hoping to ask a favor.
Mr. Bobbsey,

you know you can call me, right?

I was in the
neighborhood, so...

Plus, I... I hate the
telephone, you know?

People say one thing, and then
their face says something else.

Yeah.

So, what's up?
Can you pick me up tonight,

121 Harlowe Street, 9:00 p.m.?

I'm catching up
with an old friend.

If... if you can't,
no big deal.

I could... I could
maybe walk it.

No, I could do that.
Yeah?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be there.

I appreciate you, Ace.
You know that, right?

Ah, Amanda was right about you.

You're a good egg.
You are, too.

Is he harassing you?
No. He needs a ride.

Doesn't have his driver's
license back yet.

Why do you have a
problem with him?

Because he's super sketchy
and just got out of jail.

On good behavior.

He's just trying
to start fresh.

I'm trying to help him.
I promised Amanda I would.

Mm. Oh, you just got a...

Oh, sorry.

It's just a little fly.

Thanks.
Mm-hmm. No problem.

While we're freezing
heart number one in dry ice,

we can flash-freeze
heart number two

using liquid nitrogen.

Whoa, you ever done this before?

No.

But I watched a YouTube video.

Okay, now what?

Flash-freezing's actually
a misnomer.

Takes about 20 minutes.

Okay.

So, how is engaged life?

Yeah,

it's good, but sometimes I
feel like an outsider, and...

I want to be part of
the Fan sisters' lives, but...

I'm not sure how.

Yet.

Do you know
what a memory weave is?

Mystical arts and crafts.

It's a powerful ritual
that combines the memories

of two people

who were at the same place
at the same time,

in order to weave
a fuller picture

of a moment,
revealing details

a single human consciousness
would otherwise miss.

Oh.
But first I need access
to your memories.

Access?

Oh, no, I don't...

What did you do to me?

The answer's here,
so here we are.

You had no right.
The memory weave

can only sustain itself for
a few moments before collapsing.

Look.

The show's starting.

There's you.

I was watching you from here.

The oversharing
on social media

makes your generation
so easy to stalk.

It's him.

Time's up.

And now we have a lead

on the man
who infiltrated my home.

You could say thank you.
For roofieing me?

Pass.

Hey, uh, you need anything
from the store?

Do you have any idea why Nancy
is waiting for a rideshare

outside Icarus Hall
right now?

Wait.

Are you tracking her phone

on an app?

She kept responding to my texts
with the same thumbs-up emoji.

So I tried calling
to check in.

She didn't answer.
So I called the station.

They said she wasn't there.

Oh, my God, bro,
you have no chill.

I don't need chill.

I need to know
that my daughter is safe.
Our daughter...

is safe.

And, come on,
don't you trust her?

Put the phone down,

Carson.

If she needs you,
she'll call you.

There you go.

Okay...

Do I want to know?

It's Martha Marvin's
protection ritual.

Doing it for Ace.

You actually think
you could pull it off?

Well, I'm choosing to believe
that my ancestors' talents

are genetic.

Good.

Wait, what does Ace
need protection from?

The serial killer.
Yeah, in case they're targeting

young, vulnerable men.

I'll do Nick next.

Nick.

Hey, Jesse.
Hey.

Uh... Oh, have you got
any recommendations for, like,

a really good
vegetarian snack?

You know, you have some
nerve coming out here

with all that blood
on your hands.

Uh, blood?

The blood of the pigs
you murdered

for your cruel experiment.

To pigs, you...

are the serial killer, Nick.

I can...
I-I can probably figure out

the snack on my own.
Okay. Yeah.

Good luck with that.
Okay.

Hey.

New playlist. Huh?

Stop. Just...

stop.
You are
the resident music expert,

so whatcha think?

It sucks.

Customers
are complaining.

You should probably go
and fix it.

I mean, unless you
want to lose business.

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure. Okay.

There is no life situation
where I will ever need to know

the surface area
of a pyramid.

Okay, maybe not,
but there's a homework situation

where you need to, right?

So how can I help?
You give the worst reasons.

Nick.

Oh, yeah.

That is rock-solid.

Try this.

Okay.

I got a pig heart

in my eyeball!
You all right?

Yeah.

I was momentarily blinded.

Okay, uh...

Okay, what have we got here?

The ice crystal patterns
in both these hearts

are different from
Dustin's heart.

The killer did not use
liquid nitrogen or dry ice.

on to heart number three.

Wait a minute, wait a minute,
wait a minute, wait a minute.

Nitrogen is-is
a liquid, right?

And-and the dry ice
is a solid.

So what if the killer used a gas
to freeze these hearts?

Sometimes radiologists use
argon gas

to freeze tumors
in cancer patients.

Argon is a heavy gas.

If that's what the killer used,
it'd still be present

in the corpse.
Check with Connor.

I am guessing

that's not what
you were looking for.

I lost my engagement ring.

What? How?

If I knew,
I wouldn't be shoving my hand

into this pit of despair,
now, would I?

Yeah, well,
you've been here all day, right?

Couldn't have
gone far.

It's probably in the place
you'd least expect.

Thanks.

Did you take it...

Uh, Connor confirmed
the presence of argon gas

in Dustin's body.

Argon is used in welding.

Might explain the burns
in Dustin's chest, right?

Any idea
how the killer got argon?

Yeah, here's a list of
all the local businesses

that sell welding
equipment.

I figured HBPD can get access
to the purchasing records

faster than we can.
Yeah, I'll let you know
what I find.

What happened?

It is not Ace's day.

Can you, uh...

Glue that up?
Yeah.

Ace, you okay?

Okay, I've got

two solid leads...

Ooh. Sorry.

you meditating?
I find it easier

to listen with my eyes closed.

How can I help you?

Oh, Premeditated

with Laci McAllister.

Is that a true crime podcast?

Who's the Frozen Hearts Killer?

A serial killer who
started in Alaska

ten years ago, then worked
his way across the Lower 49.

The killer freezes
their victim's hearts.

Killing stopped about
three years ago.

You think that's our guy?

Did cross my mind.

Do you get a lot of leads
from podcasts?

No. I've been following
this unsub for a while now.

It's actually why
they assigned me here.

But I do find
Laci's podcast relaxing,

and I'll take leads
from anywhere.

Ah. Good.

Because here are mine.

So, the coroner found traces
of argon in Dustin's body.

I think that's how the killer
froze his heart.

Argon-induced frostbite
sounds like a good way

to lose two fingers.
Right?

So, there's a couple
of local vendors

that source argon.

The killer drives
a white van.

This is
his license plate number.

If you get
the vendors' purchase records,

you can cross-reference
that list

with whoever that van
is registered to.

And I was there the day

the killer put Dustin's corpse
on my car.

I caught a glimpse of him
before the body drop happened.

And...

you're just remembering
all of this now,

as well as the entire
license plate number?

Yeah. I have eidetic memory.

Um, sometimes my recall is...
delayed.

No, that's not
how eidetic memory works.

What aren't you telling me?

Please run the plate.

You don't have to stay with me.

It's not your fault
that I slipped in a puddle

of melted hard ice.

Well, it is my fault

a little.

I performed
a protection ritual on you,

but I must have messed it up,
because you keep getting hurt.

You're trying to do magic now?

No, I was just trying to help.

You're in danger.
I slipped in a puddle.

The hook was
loose, okay?

There's nothing
mystical happening.

I'm not in danger.

Ridiculous.

Careful.

Got a name: Richard Trott.
He's the van's owner.

He recently placed a
large order for argon.
Oh, my God.

Don't. Uh, no
online presence.

"Richard Trott"
is an alias.

But his van did get
a toll booth ticket

back in Alaska in 2005.

Same year the frozen
body parts serial killer

was reportedly
active in that area.

Same goes for Oregon
and Virginia.

Well, that's got to be our guy.

What is he doing
in Horseshoe Bay?

What does he want with me?

Won't matter once
he's behind bars.

Which he should
be very soon,

due to your
solid leads.

So... thank you.

I don't think anybody here
has ever thanked me before.

Well... on behalf of law
enforcement everywhere,

good job.

The argon vendor just texted me.

This is the address

the argon shipment went to.

I'll meet you all there.

Hey, wait a sec.

Is Trott
at 365 Hamden Forest Drive?

We'll find out.
Going to the courthouse

to rush a warrant.
It's just,

uh, Hamden Forest Drive isn't
in the right parking zone.

The van had a decal

for zone 6R.

So why would Trott park half
a mile from his address?

You need a
second warrant.

I can't get a warrant
for an entire zone.

I'll start with the house.

Send a unit to zone 6R.

Maybe, uh,

I could ride along.

It's likely Trott
wants to kill you.

You'll only make it
easier for him if you
try and chase him down.

My answer is no.

"My next-door neighbor has been
disposing of waste improperly.

"I've seen him put
empty chemical canisters

in his recycling..."

4660 Cascade.

Hey, what's up?
Hey, Ryan.

Can you give me a ride
to 4660 Cascade Avenue?

All right, 4660 Cascade.

You know, you can... can tell me
what we're really doing here.

I'm not gonna flip out,
like some other dads would.

I am on a case,

and the police
have iced me out.

I'm trying to work with them,
but neither they nor Carson

wants me to help
with the investigation.

So, where's the lead?

Hey, the-the chimney's
still going.

Are you sure that
no one's home?

It's too warm for a fire.

Oh, my God,
they're destroying the evidence.

I have to stop them.
Wait. Wait, hold on.

You're going
inside there?

Is this person
dangerous?

Uh, no. Uh...

it's a white-collar crime,
a parking ticket scam.

Can you stay in the car?
Just be my lookout.

But do you have permission?

Sorry, what's that, Carson?

Yeah, I'll just...

I'll wait here in the car.

Hi.

Did you get my text?

No. I am trying
to break into a suspect's house.

Great, totally understand,

and you should be very careful
doing that.

But can I just bug you
for a tiny favor?

I'm looking for a candle.

You're
calling me about a candle?

Yeah, it's a Marvin
family heirloom.

And according to
the Historical Society's ledger,

Temperance's daughter Charity
stole it in 1861.

And if Temperance ended up
with the candle,

it could be in Icarus Hall--
you were there...

It was on the mantel
under a moose skull.

Okay, thanks.
Ooh, could we just...

Okay...

Oh, damn!
The drain is clogged again.

How long ago did you lose
your engagement ring?

How long what...

Excuse me? What?
You've been hiding

your left hand from me
most of the day.
Hiding?

No. Babe,
this hand has been working.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I was trying to avoid
that look on your face.

See, yeah, that look.

Nick, I'm so sorry.

Hey.

It's just a small piece
of rock and metal, right?

No, it's not.

It was a sign to the world

that I have a future
to live for.

Every time I look down
at that ring,

I imagine our future
together.

Now it's gone.

But I'm still here.

And we are gonna make the
most of the years we have.

And if you need
a reminder...

just look at me.

Okay.

A human heart.

Oh, it's a minefield.

Hey! Hey!
Nancy's inside!

Sir, I need you to stay
right where you are.

Is she okay? Is-is she okay?

Stay back.

Nancy, it's
Agent Park!

Can you hear me?

No, uh, don't come in.

If you come in, everything
would be inadmissible,

and it'll be my fault.

So just let me try
and figure it out.

Hey, what are you doing here?

What are you
doing here?

The police scanner said
that there was a civilian

trapped
in a suspect's house,

and Nancy's phone
was at the same address.

Tell me
you didn't bring her here.

Look, I didn't know.
She asked for a ride.

She said it was a parking
ticket, white-collar thing,

so I-I was just trying
to be supportive.

No, you were trying to be
"Cool Dad."

You let her
manipulate you.

You're supposed
to protect her.

What the hell
am I supposed to do

when she is
who she is?

They're pipe bombs.

Yeah, you should have
led with that.
Well, I thought

you would detect it from the
tone of my voice, FBI profiler.

Yeah, well, I'm not that good.

Nancy...

you're gonna be just fine.

But I need you to stay

completely still.

Your weight is holding
down a trigger,

and we don't know how sensitive
that release plate is.

You should go.

Are we okay?

I think we are now.

What time did you arrive?

Little after 4:00 p.m.

The chimney was smoking,
so I had to go in.

I understand.

How did you enter
the premises?

Through a...

through a back door.

Look, are we not gonna talk

about the fact
that I screwed up?

At this point, I'm just
gathering data for my report.

Well, will your report
include the fact

that I put the case in danger

and how my entry was illegal

and evidence was destroyed

and now Trott's in the wind

and we don't have
any other leads

and we don't even know
what his real name is...
Hey.

You made an error in judgment.

It happens.

Dwelling in frustration
or guilt--

it's not gonna move the
investigation forward.

Was there anything else?

Yes.

Thank you for risking your life
to save mine.

Don't even think about it.

Your hands are shaking.

adrenaline.

It'll wear off.

We should, uh,
finish this tomorrow.

What do you plan on doing
with that?

I, um... This...

this belonged to my family.

Who?

Martha Marvin?

I taught her
everything she knew.

I taught
all the Women in White.

You don't need that candle,
Bess. You need me.

Um, no new friends,
thank you.

Your friends don't understand
what you're capable of.

They don't see
your potential.

But you...

well, you feel it.

I know what
that's like.

It's why I became
a Woman in White.

I wanted to come
into my power.

And I think that
you want that, too.

I can teach you,

if you let me.

W-Well, I...

I did try one
of Martha's rituals,

which didn't work
and I don't know why.

Because I had the blood
of the spider,

the strand of hair
and the grind of mustard.

A protection ritual
calls for grain...

of mustard, not grind.

You need mustard seed.

But...

how did you know
I was doing a protection ritual?

I told you,

I created all of the rituals
in Martha's book.

Would you like me to
teach you something?

Something small?

Hey.

Mind if I sit?

Oh. Sorry.

Hey, I think it's-it's...

it's probably weird for you
and your sisters that...

I'm gonna be a part
of the family now.

So if you...

you ever want to talk
about anything...

I'm here.

It's always where
you least expect it.

Am I in trouble?

No.

No, no, but...

I'm gonna have to give
this back to George.

Okay? And I'll-I'll...

I'll tell her I found
it behind the lockers,

if you want.

Oh, my God!

Where'd you...
Hey.

Where-where did you find this?

Oh, it was just behind...
I took it.

Are you kidding me?

Charlie, why?

I don't want you to leave.

Whenever Victoria found
a new guy, she always left.

Well, I am not Victoria.

You'll always have me.

Come here.

You'll always have
Nick now, too.

Hi.

Hey.

Did, uh, we get

our nightly door-knocks?

Yep.

Scary pounding,
then it stopped--

nobody was
on the doorbell camera.
Yeah, but

someone or something
just keeps knocking...

Nancy, can we
please, please,

please just stop talking
about the knocking for a minute?

What you did to me earlier--
that-that wasn't cool.

You know, I'm-I'm trying to have
a relationship with you...

I want that, too. I-I...
Oh, yeah? Well, you
could have fooled me.

Oh, wait, no.

You did fool me.
If you had known the truth,

you would never have let me go.

And you would have
followed me in there.

We came with you anyway.

Every time

you go running into some

serial killer's house,

or into a fire
or off a cliff,

you take me with you.

You take everyone who
loves you with you.

Running--
it... that's in my nature,

so I don't...
I don't know...

I don't know
what I'm supposed to do.

You can meet
us halfway.

Communicate with us,
transparently.

And then next time

you're running into
something dangerous...

...remember
you're not alone.

Okay, I can do that.

I'm sorry that I scared you.

Night, Dads.

Look, nobody ever taught me
how to parent.

We're all just
trying our best.

Hoping it's enough.

Just, I-I got nothing
to offer her.

Was never really
good in school.

I, uh, got no
career. I...

I don't even know
who I'm supposed to be.

I can't answer that for you.

Perfect.
Thank you, Nick.

Okay.

Okay, guys, okay, okay.

Jungkook-- purple
hair or blue?

Purple.

Blue.
Purple, yeah.

Purple?
It's blue.

Blue? Blue?
It's... No, purple.

Trick question.

Blond.

Wait, when did he dye
his hair blond?

Hey, hey, come on.

Yeah? Oh, really? Really?

Well, listeners,
after all these years,

I finally know the true identity
of the Frozen Hearts Killer.

My hunches about this case
have been correct,

and I have no doubt
who our murderer is.

Tune in next week to find out.

In the meantime,
I'll be signing merch tomorrow

at DetectiveCon
in Portland, Maine.

Hey.

Drive.

Nope. Get out.

What? You scared
of a little blood?

It's not what you think.

No, no, I said that
I would give you rides.

I never said
I'd be an accomplice.

Get out of my car.

You're gonna regret this.

Bring light, bring life,

carry this energy
into the night.

Oh, my God.

Bess Marvin...

...I think you're destined
for greatness.

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