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-Back up!

Everywhere I go today, there's people dancing.

It's like they're not even there mentally.

-ASTRID: Somebody named Astrid has a date tonight.

[Laughing]

Ooh, you got matching tattoos. Lab partner bonding thing?

[Sneeze] -It's contagious?

-I haven't seen you audition before.

-Hey, have you seen Tate?

-[Slams locker] -I heard what your dad said.

That sucks.

[Grunt] [Thud]

[Screaming] -I'm just messing with ya.

[Dramatic music]

[Scream]

[Scream turns to sobbing]

-No! No...

-Damn it, Valerie!

You scared the shitballs out of us!

We thought somebody was trying to kill you.

-Well, someone might as well because my career?

It's over!

-What? No!

It's not over.

Sure, you didn't get the part you wanted,

but at least you got...

crocodile?

-Romeo & Juliet doesn't even have a crocodile!

[Sobbing]

[Chatter]

-Hey!

Eggs got Romeo. Good for him.

-Ah, look, Candace got Juliet.

-Who the hell cares?

[Sobbing]

[Moan]

[High-pitched gibberish]

[Creepy Jack-in-the-box music]

[Creepy music]

[Jack-in-the-box music]

[Scream]

[Opening theme music]

[School bell ringing]

[Unintelligible chit-chat]

[Intriguing music]

-Hey, hot stuff. Can I get a piece of that?

-Wow, how about, "Hey, Candace,

congratulations on getting the lead in the school play"?

-You actually got the lead?

How was I supposed to know?

-Maybe if you cared about something other than soccer?

Like, I don't know, me?

-VARSHIDI: Tate Hudson,

please report to the soccer field.

-Gotta go.

I'll see you at the scrimmage?

-Hey! Uh...

Heard you snagged Juliet. Congrats.

-Thanks. It's a little intimidating, to be honest.

Lotta lines.

-Ah, you'll be awesome.

Just think of all the Bible verses you've memorized.

[Laughing]

-Thanks. Um...

Maybe you can help me run lines?

Like, today after school?

-Wouldn't you rather practice with Tate?

-I don't think he'd get it.

Or care.

-Sure. Yeah.

Do you want to meet at my place?

-Yeah, all right.

Sounds good.

See ya.

[Tender music]

[School bell]

-Hey, so, did you, uh,

clock any of those, like, weird tattoos--

-Why were you talking to Candace?

-Oh, she, um...

-[Phone dings] -Oh! Sparrow!

-Oh! What's it say?

-The other night was killer. -[Lilly squeals]

-Hang again soon? -Ah...

-Maybe meet Philbert?

-Oh, my gosh!

Okay, so what's date two? Bowling? Drive-in?

Herpetarium?

I'm not sure how this stuff works.

-I don't know. [Creepy music]

-Don't want to seem too eager. -Hm.

-Should probs keep him guessing.

-Double, double,

toil and trouble.

Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

It wasn't me.

It wasn't me! It wa--

[Creepy music fades out]

[Laughs]

[Clears throat]

-Well, I, um...

I'm sure, by now, you've all heard the rumors.

I will not be playing Pine Academy's

-Juliet. -GIRL: Okay.

-Instead, I will be playing the supporting role

of...

-GIRL: Of who?

-The supporting role of...

-BOY: Nobody?

-No, I can't, I'm sorry! I'm so...

-There's a school play?

[Gentle music]

-Dad, why did you bring me out here?

-I invited a soccer scout from my alma mater

to come watch the scrimmage tonight.

I took the day off work

so we can make sure you're ready.

We're gonna practice all day.

-Dad, do I really have to do this?

I already practiced a ton with Coach and I...

kinda got some stuff going on right now.

-Nothing that can't wait 'til after the game.

Soccer is the only important thing

you've got going on, Tate.

[School bell]

-What the hell happened back there?

-I'm not totally sure.

I mean, Val is a drama kid.

Could have been her thespian tendencies at play?

-[Laughs] Yeah, it checks out.

-Oh, my God! Did Sparrow get you that?

Oh, that's totally adorbs!

That's totally not adorbs?

-It just freaks me out.

Am I supposed to get him a gift?

What if I get the wrong thing?

Mm, I don't know.

-Actually, I gotta go.

I have to grab a script for the school play.

-I thought you said you were doing set dec?

-I am. Um...

but I just want to see

how badly Michelle butchered the script.

-If anybody could make Shakespeare

harder to understand, it's her.

-Mm, yes.

[Phone dings]

-How's tonight?

Hmm...

[Sucks teeth]

[Slow Jack-in-the-box music]

[Slow Jack-in-the-box music]

[Creepy music]

[Gears clicking]

[Gasp]

-GIRL (ECHOING): Happy birthday.

[Gasp]

[Panicked breathing]

-What the...?

Astrid.

Astrid!

Astrid! Astrid!

-Oh! Lilly!

-You'll never believe what just happened.

-You found a creepy-ass Jack-in-the-box

and you couldn't stop yourself from opening it

and then it sent you to a weird and scary place and--?

-Yeah.

-Brutus?

-Brutus. [Unhappy laugh]

Brutus, it's an emergency!

-Geez, get a bed already.

-Brutus?

Hey!

Hey, we need to talk to you.

We just saw these creepy Jack-in-the-boxes.

-What's in the box?

[Breathy laugh] That's from "Seven."

I watched a lot of movies and you were right:

the '90s were the best!

What do you think was in that box?

-Okay, Brutus, [Snaps fingers] focus!

What the hell is going on?

Those things transported us to another world, or some shit!

-Well, the good news is it's the monster you need

for the orb.

The bad news is it's a Memoragatu.

Uh, it's...

Uh... Oh!

Ah-ha! Memoragatu:

a monster that, once it touches you,

forces you to relive your worst memory.

The flashbacks will happen more and more frequently

until you get stuck in a loop,

at which point the monster will trap you in your own box

so you can feed off your trauma forever.

-All that from a stupid Jack-in-the-box?

-Hey, even in my dimension

that stuff is scary AF.

Oh, and also...

you need to recover its creepy eye,

the A-borg, for the orb.

-You've been crying.

Oh, my God! Did the monster get you, too?

-Yes.

But it's fine

because it affects monsters differently, okay?

I'm not being forced to look at my

worst memory of all! Only the best!

See?

Tears of joy!

-Well, happy memories or not,

we need to whoop this thing's ass

before it traps us all forever!

-Right, so how do we find it?

The toy boxes disappeared.

-Well, this is where it gets tricky.

In order to defeat the Memoragatu,

you have to beat it twice:

once in your memory and once in the real world.

-Mm, there was no monster in my memory.

What about you, Astrid?

-No. No monster.

-Also...

kids at school

have been getting this weird symbol as a tattoo.

-At first we thought it was some new, trendy bullshit,

but it keeps showing up.

Do you think it's a clue?

-It's cool!

But it doesn't look familiar to me.

Wait!

Are tattoos cool? Should I get a tattoo?

[Upbeat music]

-Okay, so now we know what we're dealing with.

-Mm.

-Wanna meet up at HQ after school to figure out

how to beat this thing?

And figure out WTF is up with those weird tattoos?

-Um, actually I can't after school today.

-Why not?

-Okay, I can't

after school today...

-Um-hm? -Because...

I promised Candace I'd help her run lines.

Candace?

Why the hell would you help Cand...

Oh, my God.

That's why you needed the scripts.

Good luck.

Not like Christine is gonna welcome you

into her house with open arms.

-Oh, my God.

You're gonna be practicing at headquarters?

-Look, Astrid, I'm sorry--

-Hey, no, what the hell, Lilly?

You know my mom barely lets me

have my own room

and now you're taking goddamn Candace to HQ?

-Look... I promised I'd help her.

-Oh, my God.

-And I'll hide all of our Pudge Patrol stuff!

Maybe after school, you can come by and you can grab

some of the stuff and start working on the case alone?

-Oh, my God! No! Hell, no!

If this monster is such a low priority for you,

it can wait until after you and Princess Candy Turd

are done.

[Edgy music]

Call me when you remember she's a human nightmare.

[Melancholy music]

[Door slams shut]

[Phone dings]

-Can't make it tonight. Break a leg.

Why the hell would she say that?

Fu--

Ow! Ah, come on!

[Slow Jack-in-the-box music]

[Creepy music]

[Gears clicking]

[Jack-in-the-box music]

[Scream]

-Whatever!

You don't deserve that trophy.

You missed the penalty kick.

-You call that playing soccer?

You embarrass me.

-You suck, Hudson!

-You embarrass me.

-What just happened?

Dad, I think I hurt my foot.

-You okay?

-Yeah, I guess.

-Okay, good.

This is the big one.

Don't screw it up.

-Mrs. Powell!

-Oh! No, no, no.

It's Ms. Powell since my-my husband passed.

-Ah, right.

So sorry about that.

-Yeah, yeah, it's hard

being a widow.

-Harder than being married?

-[Both laugh] -Amen!

-Oh, well, I imagine being divorced

is no picnic either.

-Are you staying to watch the game?

-No. No, unfortunately, I'm just here to pick up

some more kids for youth group.

-Just sorry you and Candace

won't be joining us for Tate's big game.

-Candace isn't here?

[Sports whistle]

-If I profane with my unworthiest hand

This holy shrine,

The gentle sin is this:

My lips, two blushing blokes, readily stand

To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

-Good mate, you do wrong your hand too much.

-[Laughs] Oh, no!

-I know, I know. I need to work on my accent.

-No, no, no, it's, um...

Yeah, it's pretty bad.

[Phone buzzes]

-Uh...

speaking of accents,

do you remember when we were little

and we used to act out those terrible sketches

and force your little sister to be our audience?

-Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's why she hates me now.

[Phone buzzes] [Sighing]

-I have to get this. She'll just keep on calling.

-Yeah. No problem.

-Hi, Mom. -Sweetie...

are you okay?

I heard you had a fight with Tate.

-I'm fine. He's just being dumb.

-Where are you? I'll come pick you up for youth group.

-I'm, uh, I--

I'm-I'm at the mall.

You know, just-just blowing off some steam.

-Okay, just...

don't blow too hard!

[Laughs]

[Tender music]

-Why don't we just lose the accent for now

and just work on the lines?

-Sure.

-Good bloke,

you do wrong your hand too much

Such mannerly devotion shows in this

For saints have hands,

and mates' hands do touch.

And palm to palm

is holy palmers' kiss.

[Creepy music]

Lilly?

-Happy Birthday.

-What scene is that?

Lilly! [Music cuts out]

-What? Sorry. Uh, nothing.

## Shine a light from the shoreline ##

## Take out us from the waves ##

## Back home ##

-Christine just called,

and said there was a youth group meeting tonight.

-So?

-So, you were supposed to be there!

-Well, I'm going on a date with a boy from Sin-Away Camp.

Does that count?

-I wish you would just give it a chance, Astrid.

It could help you. And...

Christine is a friend.

-What the hell do you and Christine have in common?

-Language!

And plenty of things.

For starters, we're both--

-Enormous pains in my ass.

-Astrid, why are you being so difficult?

[Creepy music]

Astrid, I'm talking to you!

-Mom, I need it.

-What?

-But I need it.

-I'm not dealing with this.

Damn right you need it.

You need your hearing checked.

-I need it.

-CHRISTINE: Come on, guys!

Walk like you mean it! Come on!

We mustn't keep him waiting.

[Tense music]

[Door creaks]

-Hello, partner.

Hm.

New recruits.

-They'll do but I need more.

[Phone beeps]

-Hi! Michelle?

Y-yes, it's Christine Powell.

I'm volunteering as a chaperone for the dance.

-What are we building?

-It's called a Master Orb.

The only one of its kind.

Step forward.

It's going to open all of the dimensions for me,

just like I've always wanted.

And deserved.

[Creepy music]

-Cool, ancient one.

[Relieved sigh]

[Cheering and encouragement]

-You call that an elastico?

Come on, Tate, step it up!

[Creepy music]

[Referee's whistle]

What the...?

[Deep breaths]

You call that playing soccer?

You embarrass me!

We're gonna practice all night

'til you learn how not to screw up.

[Referee's whistle]

-Double, double, toil and trouble.

-Uh!

## I just want the funk ##

## I just want the funk ##

## We just want the funk ##

## Give us the funk Give us the funk ##

[Creepy music]

-Double, double, toil and trouble.

Fire burn and cauldron bubble!

Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf!

Witches' mummy, maw and--

[Fart] [Audience laughs]

It wasn't me.

[Tense music]

It wasn't me!

It wa--

It wasn't me!

Double, double, toil and trouble.

It wasn't me.

[Creepy music] -BRUTUS: No! No! No!

No!!

-ASTRID: Brutus!

-No!

No, oh, oh, oh, oh!

No!

-Brutus!

-ASTRID: Brutus, wake up! -No!

-No? What do you mean, no? Get up!

-No. No. No!

Astrid!

Who let you in?

Damn, girl, you look good!

-I was supposed to go on a date with Sparrow...

Just one problem.

I keep getting sucked into

this stupid monster's stupid memory world!

-Okay. What do you want to do?

You want to run some drills, or something?

-No! I wanna kick its ass and be done with it!

-Right. -I've had enough.

-Oh, you and me both, girl.

-I thought you said

the monster makes you relive a happy memory.

-I did. I-- (clears throat)

I did.

And I want to beat it

for you guys, obviously.

-Okay, great. Let's go do it, then.

-Ah, not so fast.

-Ah, first of all,

I refuse to ruin your date outfit

because that is... Mm!

And, secondly,

it's not that simple, kiddo.

Remember what I told you about the Memoragatu?

In order to defeat it in the real world

you first have to defeat it in your memory.

-That's just stupid!

There is no monster in my memory!

-I don't know what to tell you.

This is going to be our greatest battle yet.

If you want to take it on, you're gonna need Lilly.

Where is Lilly?

-Lilly?

(Distorted) Are you okay?

[Tense music]

[Sharp gasp]

-Oh, God.

[Unintelligible]

[Doorbell chimes]

Happy birthday!

-You're not invited to my party anymore.

Actually,

I don't want to be friends at all anymore.

You just don't...

fit in.

-CHRISTINE: Candace, come open your gifts.

-Lilly!

Hey.

Where'd you go there?

-Uh, I...

must have fallen asleep

with my eyes open.

-That's a glowing review. I know my accent needs work

but you don't have to be mean about it. Jeez.

-That's not what I meant. -Hey!

You two have been at it a long time.

You must be hungry. There you go, babe.

-Guess your parents don't like me very much.

-I mean...

can you blame them?

[Tender music]

[Excited chatter]

[Sighs]

-What the hell was that?!

-I-- I just lost focus for a second.

I told you, I got a lot on my mind.

-Like what?

Nothing is more important than you nailing this!

I'll see you back out there.

Focused, this time! [Referee blows whistle]

-Screw this.

[Creepy music]

-Candace,

you literally woke up one day and decided

we're no longer friends.

And at your own goddamn birthday party, no less.

-What are you talking about?

That's-that's not what happened.

-That's exactly what happened!

I remember it like it was five seconds ago.

-I didn't decide anything. It was my mom.

-[Sighs] What was your problem?

Was it how I look?

[Tender music]

Was it because my moms are gay?

-Lilly, I...

[Unsteady inhale]

I think you're so...

so pretty, okay?

And-and I would--

And I would never want you to think

that I have a problem with anyone being queer,

you know? Actually, I--

-Save it, Candace.

-Maybe we can't be friends.

-Maybe we can't.

[Plate onto bed]

[Footsteps receding]

[Door closes]

[Deep sigh]

[Phone beeps]

[Line trilling]

-Astrid, come on, pick up.

[Phone buzzing]

-If you're not going to help me without Lilly,

then I'm leaving 'cause I got a date.

-Look, Astrid...

I don't think this date is such a good idea.

You know these flashbacks

are going to keep getting worse and worse

until you're forced to relive the memory

on a loop forever.

-Yeah, I already do.

[Gentle music turns creepy]

[Jangling] -What--?

Oh, kinky.

-Stop it! This is for your own safety,

in case you get pulled back into one of your memories.

-Well, what happens if we get pulled into our memories

at the same ti--

-That would never happen!

[Creepy music]

-Happy birthday.

-Mom?

Where's Charlie?

Happy Thanksgiving.

-LILLY: Happy birthday.

-WOMAN: Happy birthday!

-Happy birthday.

Happy birthday!

-You're not invited to my party anymore.

Actually, I don't want to be friends at all anymore.

You just don't...

-Don't...?

-Fit in.

[Creepy music]

[Door closes]

-What the--?

-Oh, no, it's looping again.

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...

[Doorbell chimes]

[Door opening]

Happy Birthday!

-You're not invited to my party anymore.

Actually, I don't want to be friends at all.

-Astrid, where are you? -[Door closes]

-BRUTUS: No.

No, no!

-But, Mom, I need it.

I need it.

[Astrid whining] -Astrid, what?

You probably just left it at the swimming pool.

We can pick it up tomorrow.

-No, Mom, I need it for school, I need it!

[Cries] I need it.

I can't go to school without it!

-Astrid, why are you being so difficult?!

-Helen, it's okay.

[Tender music]

-I'll go get it from the pool before it closes.

Anything for my special little girl.

[Police radio squelch]

[Distant police siren]

[Sobbing] [Door closes]

-Oh!

[Whoosh]

[Tense music]

[Man mumbles]

[Sighs]

[Dark music]

-It wasn't me.

It wasn't me.

-You just don't...

fit in.

[Door closes]

-Ow! Oh, my leg.

Ah.

The monster must be close.

-CHRISTINE: Pull yourself together, Candace.

You have guests.

-Oh, my God, concentrate, Lilly!

Oh! Ow! Ow.

-And go play with your little friends.

-Oh, my God. Candace was right.

It's not what happened.

[Doorbell]

Happy Birthday!

-You can't come to my party.

I'm not allowed to be friends with you anymore.

[Footsteps]

-We would just prefer if Candace played with friends

who share our values.

You and your...

family

don't really fit in.

[Door closes]

-The monster within the memory.

-Pull yourself together, Candace.

You have guests.

-What the hell is wrong with you?

-I said stop crying!

-We were kids.

How could someone do that to a freaking child?

-Get it together and go play with your real friends.

-There's nothing wrong with me, or my moms!

-You'll thank me when you're older.

-Oh, go to hell, Christine!

[Screech!]

I'm back.

Oh. Astrid!

Astrid! Astrid!

Astrid, you have to wake up.

Astrid, wake up, wake up!

[Sobbing]

[Creepy music] [Distant police siren]

-This is all your fault!

-Mom...

I need it!

I need it! I need it, I need it!

-Astrid, I need you!

Tate?

Tate... [Panicked breaths]

Tate!

-Lilly, what's going on?

-Have you, uh, been experiencing any, like,

childhood trauma lately?

-Yeah, all day, actually. -Okay. Great.

Here's the thing: it's actually a monster

that's been making everyone remember things differently

and-and-and you can't escape it so you have to give--

[High-pitched chirring]

Shit!

So, you have to remember what really happened

so you can break the cycle before she traps you forever.

-You call that playing soccer?

You embarrass me!

-You suck, Hudson!

-Wait...

Lilly was right.

There's no way my peewee teammates

were that hardcore.

And there's no crowd in a locker room.

That's not what happened.

-Hey, good game!

-Thanks.

-Looks like you need some practice.

-Why are you treating me like shit?

Can you just be my dad for a second?

-Is that what you think?

Listen,

you're a really good soccer player

and if you score those penalty kicks,

well, you could be one of the great ones.

-I'm sorry if I push you too hard.

[Sits on bench]

The world isn't an easy place.

But that's all I want for you.

To have more chances than I started out with.

-You get so hung up on me being the best

that I forgot that's how you feel.

I guess I just wanted you to know me

outside of soccer, too.

[Roar] [Scream]

-What the hell? -Shit!

[Thud] [Grunt]

-What's the plan?

I play wingback, you play striker?

-What? -How can I help?

[Bones cracking] -Uh, distract her?

-How? -Improvise!

-Improvise? What do you mean impro--?

Knock, knock. [Laughs nervously]

-Damn it!

Oh, Astrid.

Stupid super leg.

[Groaning]

-Astrid, listen to me:

I know where the monster sent you,

but it's not your fault.

You have to snap out of it!

It's not your fault.

I promise, it's not your fault.

Astrid! Astrid!

-Helen, it's okay.

I'll go get it before the pool closes.

-No, Dad, don't!

-Anything for my special little girl.

[Dramatic music]

-LILLY (echoing): Astrid! Astrid!

-Lilly?

-It's making you remember things wrong

so you can't escape!

-But...

-This is all your fault! [Necklace hits floor]

[Sobbing]

-That's not what happened.

-Helen, it's okay.

[Sobbing]

-I have to run to the office anyway

so I'll drop by the pool before it closes.

Anything for my special little girl.

[Whoosh]

[Quiet police radio]

[Police radio squelch]

[Door opens] Police siren in distance]

[Tender music]

[Door closes]

-Sweetie...

your father...

He was in an accident.

[Gasp]

-It was my fault, wasn't it?

-Of course not.

[Dramatic music]

-LILLY (echoing): It wasn't your fault!

[Sharp inhale]

-It...

wasn't...

my fault.

[Roar]

-Are you back?

-I'm back.

-Thank God!

-A little help here!

[Exciting music]

[Animalistic chirring]

-Please tell me you guys have a secret weapon or something.

-Yup. It's you!

-What?!

-Oh, we need to get its A-borg.

-Its what the what?

-Its eye!

-Take her to the fence!

[High-pitched screech]

[Gasping]

[Screech]

-Lilly: Oh, my God.

[Frenetic music]

[Grunt]

Ah!

[Excited breathing]

[Relieved sighs]

-This is getting ridiculous.

-Okay.

Oh.

We're going to need that orb.

## Oh, I've been down ##

## Been down that road ##

[Deep sigh]

## I've travelled so far ##

## All alone ##

## And just the other day ##

-I still don't really get what happened.

-Um...

-Gas leaks!

Oh, yeah, uh, there's a bunch of gas leaks

in one of the mines making people hallucinate

all kinds of weird shit.

-Yeah, of course, a-a gas leak

Because that would explain what that smell is.

[Laughing]

-Thanks. -Yeah.

-I guess we owe you?

-Yeah, um...

Could you guys walk me home?

Uhh...

Sure. [Laughing]

-So, who's gonna explain all this freaky monster shit?

-How much time do you have?

-Yeah.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Nasal exhale]

-Hm.

[Phone dings]

-LILLY: Hey!

You were right.

What happened back then wasn't okay

but it also wasn't your fault.

We can still hang out if you want.

Play practice tomorrow?

[Chuckles]

-Thanks for walking me home first.

-Hm. I mean...

I live, like, three blocks that way, so...

-Yeah. -You're right.

Well...

Goodnight.

-Hey, Astrid...

[Emotional music]

I know your memory was--

-I don't want to talk about it.

-It was right before you moved to Coppers Cove.

Mine was around the same.

Astrid...

I'm so sorry about what happened with your dad.

But I'm also

so,

so damn happy that you came into my life when you did.

I love you, you know.

-I love you, too.

All right, all right.

[Laughing]

-Bye. -Bye.

[Deep inhale]

[Sigh]

[Ding]

[Emotional breaths]

-Oh.

Uh... [Footsteps approaching]

Uh...

-Astrid?

-Mom! I... I...

-I've been calling you all night.

Just...

Don't do that again.

You know where my mind goes when I don't hear from you.

-I know. I know, I know.

I won't. I'm sorry.

-There's something else I want to say.

When we first moved here, after your dad died,

church gave me a place to go.

People I could talk to.

I just want those things for you, too, so...

if you get them somewhere else,

that's okay.

You don't have to go back.

-Seriously?

Wow.

Cool.

-You know, you scared the shitballs out of me tonight.

-Mom! Language!

[Tender music]

-Hope you had fun on your date.

Goodnight, Sinta.

-Goodnight, Mom.

Oh, shit!

Okay.

"I'm sorry I bailed on you

because I was

fighting monsters.

Also, I...

like you sooo...

damn much

and that

low-key

terrifies me."

Yeah.

Yeah, that'll make him run for the hills.

Sorry...

Something came up.

Send. Oh...

[Deep bass groove music]

[Whoosh]

[Phone clatters to desk]

Damn it.

[Heavy sigh]

## Sometimes you lose your self-control ##

## When everything's faded ##

## It's hard to hold on ##

## We're taking risks We're climbing walls ##

## Innocence faded ##

## We're searching for more ##

-HEIDI: Popcorn's ready!

-Coming!

## But I don't know ##

## If you can see this ##

[Closing theme]