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Previously
on School Spirits.

Wake up!

You should tell the
cops it was Maddie.

Claire's ready to
go to the cops.

Turn her in.

It's a death map.

Her name's Janet Hamilton.

She's the reason I'm
here. I need you.

Where the hell is my body?

You just tell me how I can help.

How long
was Janet down here?

He stands?

Where
did you get this?

Janet, I asked you a question.

Where did you get this?

For heaven's sakes,
Joe, she just woke up.

Poor gal's been
studying so hard,

- she slept right through...
- Mother, please.

Is it a gift from that
chemistry teacher?

Janet?

Did he go to this college?

It's the, it's the...

- It's the University of Chicago.
- I didn't hear you.

Mr. Martin went to the
University of Chicago.

That catalog is from...

Is he encouraging you to
go to this here school?

It has a superior program
in chemical engineering.

Perhaps your brother
can take advantage of it

when the time comes.

Why?

Dale's not even interested in...

There's only one person
who need attend college

in this family, Janet.

It would be better
for you to apply

that overactive brain
to something useful.

Like finding a husband,
someone to take care of you.

And you could show
your gratitude

by giving him a house
full of healthy children.

Or maybe I can
take care of myself

and I don't want a
house full of children.

We speak with grace and respect

in this God-fearing
household, young lady.

Now, you can take care of that

so no one around here gets hurt.

? Ah, ah, ah, ah... ?

? Don't forget me
when I'm gone ?

? Ah, ah, ah, ah... ?

? Don't forget me
when I'm gone, gone ?

? Ah, ah, ah, ah... ?

? Ah, ah, ah, ah... ?

? Don't you forget me... ?

? Don't forget me
when I'm gone ?

? Don't you forget
me when I'm gone ?

? Don't you forget me... ?

? Don't forget me
when I'm gone ?

Rhonda.

- What are you doing?
- I think this is me.

What?

Look at the jawline.

Crooked baby finger.

Mr. Martin wrote
in this notebook

that I haunt this corner
of the second floor.

Yeah, but he didn't
mean literally.

Oh, no, I guess he did.

Weren't your bones buried?

How do I know? I wasn't there.

My mother could have
donated my body...

What the hell, Rhonda? Jesus.

This is not about you. We're
helping Maddie, all right?

What, like she's
the only one of us

that's separated from her body?

At least yours is out there

sunbathing or getting
a foot massage.

Is that supposed to
make me feel better?

The rest of us lab
rats have nothing

but the cryptic scribblings of
a devious chemistry teacher.

Yeah, who you were swapping
intel with behind our backs.

Is there anything else
you forgot to tell us?

Okay, guys, can we please stop
fighting and put this energy

into focusing on
where Janet may be?

Yeah, or at least Mr. Martin.

- He's not in this building.
- How do you know that?

Because I've been around
longer than a blue M&M, Moose.

Call it intuition, but
I feel it in my bones.

Okay, you're not funny.
Also, I think I have an idea.

So, team, huddle up.

Okay, so...

Here it is. This is our school.

Mr. Martin, what we're gonna do

is we're gonna fan out,

and we're gonna run
a naked bootleg.

We're all gonna come inside.

Charley, you're gonna
reach around the back,

and you are gonna slip
in through the backside.

I'm gonna run a fake...

Um, are you understanding
any of this?

No idea, but you're blushing.

I'm making
this confusing.

I'm making it confusing.

This is our line of scrimmage,
but imagine it upside down.

- Okay, Wally?
- Yeah?

We may need to
go buy another playbook

because we've been scouring
the fallout shelter

for the last three days

and there's still no sign
of Mr. Martin or Janet.

I know, but I just thought if we
looked at the individual notes

that he kept on each of us...

We have, and somehow
you still think

being referred to as
a devoted sheepdog

- is a good thing.
- Well, if Mr. Martin is...

Gone. Mr. Martin
is gone. He's gone.

Okay? He probably jumped
beyond the fence or something.

I mean, if Janet could just
climb into Maddie's body,

who knows what her
Dr. Frankenstein could do.

- Who's Dr. Frankenstein?
- Oh, dear God.

Almost done here.

- Do you want us to leave?
- No, you're fine.

How are you feeling?
You ready to go home.

Your father should be here soon.

You've made a
remarkable recovery.

She's right.

Over the weekend,
we were praying.

I even stuck a prayer
card on your lamp.

Well, Saint
Raphael must have helped

because you are one
lucky young man.

Hey, man.

Hey, I heard the good news.

Official discharge at 10:00 a.m.

Why didn't you
wanna ride with me?

I had some stuff
to take care of.

Like what? Going to the cops?

And what if he did?

We're all going to
have to eventually.

- Why the cops?
- Of course

you would think
that's a good idea.

Why don't you two just
skip in there together?

Who cares if it screws
up Maddie's future?

What's this got
to do with Maddie?

They want the cops to know
that she stole your truck

so she'll never come back.

What?

Maddie took my truck?

Backed into me?

So the person in the hood,
the person that I was chasing,

- you're saying that that was...
- Yes.

- And also no.
- What?

What does no mean?

Okay.

I know that person may
have looked like Maddie.

It doesn't mean it was Maddie.

- We have a video.
- You do?

Yeah, we all saw
her face, Simon.

Okay.

Maddie, or at least her spirit,

it's trapped in our school.

I mean, she can't leave,

but her body, or at
least the girl in it,

she croaked like
60-some years ago.

Her name's Janet.

And she basically
stole Maddie's shell.

And we have to help
her get it back

so Maddie's bones and
her spirit can reunite.

Do we have to pray for you too?

Look, I could probably
explain this a lot better.

Yeah, if you passed
out mushrooms.

I know, I know, I
know. I sound insane.

No, you zoomed past insane

when you said the dead
girl stole her bones.

So she's trapped in the school?

According to Maddie,
there are others with her.

She's not alone.

But every time she tries
to leave the campus,

there's like this force
that hurls them back.

So you're saying that

Maddie's a ghost and
you've spoken to her?

Okay, I'm not up for
8:00 a.m. zombie talk.

I have cheer practice
and a Spanish quiz.

Claire, the person who
hit Xavier is a stranger.

Maddie would never
intentionally back over Xavier.

Am I right, Nicole?

Right now, I might
back over somebody.

You seriously have
to talk to someone.

Maybe not trapped in the
school. You're delulu.

Hey, text me if you want me

to bring anything by your house.

Simon, you need to touch grass.

Who are the others?

- Trapped in the school?
- A teacher?

Locked her up? For how long?

We stopped counting the
scratches after 150.

Wait, she was down
there for months?

We're sort of in the middle
of a family crisis right now.

Yeah, maybe you
just wanna go back

to marching band practice, okay?

She said it was time to wake up.

Yeah, well, I thought
you'd toss the horn

and change into a fabric
that at least breathed.

Are those even pants?

They look like ironed AstroTurf.

They're highly resistant
to the elements.

If that's a map, I
could really use one.

I kind of forgot where
the bathrooms are.

That's a map of all the places
in the school where people...

- died.
- Did anyone die in a bathroom?

Oh my God, Rhonda, can
you please take her back?

- Why me?
- Because...

you wake it, you buy it.

Do you know where
Mr. Martin may be hiding?

Dead chemistry teacher,
about this tall,

dark hair, smells
like stale coffee.

Never mind.

Okay, we need to figure
out why Mr. Martin

drew a "Y" over the greenhouse.

Yuri!

Wait.

"Y" could be for Yuri. That
must be where Yuri died.

Is that the dead kid
looping at the pottery wheel?

Uh-huh.

We need to talk to him.

We can't. He only
speaks Russian.

And he's completely out of it.

- You doing okay?
- Yeah.

Listen, if you're
worried about the animal

that plowed into you...

No, I'm not.

Well, good, because
we're getting closer

to finding out who it was.

We tracked down a witness.

- Says they saw something.
- What did they see?

They saw someone in a...

a hooded jacket
around your truck.

- You got any memory at all?
- Nothing.

I barely remember that night.

Here you are, Sheriff.

All right.

- I'll be right back.
- Yeah, all right.

Welcome to Red
Pine County Hospital...

- You looking for me?
- No.

No. Uh...

There were other people sitting
in here the other night.

Tall guy in a fishing vest.

Lady with a Marge Simpson
haircut smoking a cigarette.

Uh, no one's been
allowed to smoke

in this building since 2009.

Right.

Do you
speak any Russian?

I speak dictionary.

What'd you just ask him?

It was supposed to
be, "May I interrupt,"

but I might have just asked
him if he shaves his legs.

Mm-hmm.

Do you speak any English at all?

Yuri, did Mr. Martin or
Janet ever come through here?

All right, I think
we're wasting our time.

This dude spent, like, 50
years inhaling shellac.

Seems like he's been
inhaling more than that.

Have you been
to the greenhouse?

Greenhouse?

Green... house?

Oh, jeez, if we're playing
charades, I call Charley.

Oh, yeah.

We have to talk
to everyone, okay?

Mr. Martin could have
been experimenting

on every dead kid
in this building.

I don't think that he
was doing all that.

Someone else is running
around in my body right now,

and I have no idea where
I am. Or where she is.

I mean, where we are. It...

Even if we did
get her back here,

we have no idea how
to undo a body swap.

Do we? We know nothing.

So please, Rhonda,

do not tell me
we're wasting time.

That was him. He said that.

Hey, look.

We're not stopping until
we get answers, okay?

Right? I promise.

Why don't we go
to the greenhouse,

and we can come up
with a better plan

while we're not
inhaling glaze? Huh?

Okay?

This class could seriously
clean up on Etsy.

Like, I mean, if this
had a brim, I'd wear it.

Janet made that one.

? They say the party won't be
on until I get up in the place ?

? Hey, people say my name ?

? Blow it up, blow it up ?

? I wanna see you Blow
it up, blow it up ?

? When you walk in the room
Blow it up, blow it up ?

? I light a fire, babe ?

? Blow it up, blow it up ?

? I make the party go boom ?

? You never see me
coming, see me coming ?

? But I knock you
right off your feet ?

? We make the party go boom ?

Sorry.

We're cool.

Mandy, can we take
a water break?

Thanks.

You're better than this.

What's her problem?

You should be staring her down.

Does she know how
pissed her parents are

just for, like,
hanging out with him?

I don't
know what last name

she could have used to check in.

It could have been Nears
or Hamilton, but...

she'd definitely
be paying in cash.

All right, come
on, round up, ladies.

Yeah. Okay. Yeah,
thanks for your time.

Uh, I'm calling The Midway.

Ew.

That nasty motel
near the fairgrounds?

No way would Maddie
ever sleep there.

That'd be a step
up from squatting

in one of those dumps her
family used to live in.

- Whose family?
- Okay.

I'm doing a deep dive
the past couple days.

Turns out Janet
Hamilton's family...

Simon, stop.

You gotta stop with this
body-snatching Janet talk.

I'm serious, dude.

I'm saying this with love.

We've gotta be a team.

We can't trust Claire.
She's gonna go to the cops.

But you've gotta get it together
and speak to a professional.

All right. I'm headed
to Bingham County at lunch.

If you still care
and wanna join...

Of course I still care.

I'll drive.

What the fuck?
You speak English?

Wait, and you knew Janet,

and you get to smoke
in this school?

- What should I answer first?
- All of the above.

Uh, yeah. I knew Janet.

She'd come in here
every once in a while.

I spent a decade or
three trying to teach her

how to make a pitcher.

Okay, did she ever say
anything about planning

to steal someone else's
body or where she'd go

when she was in it?

If you're not from Moscow,
where did Yuri come from?

My dad is from Russia.

My mom is from Virginia.

Okay, I'm sorry.

Why did you let Mr. Martin
and everyone else

think that you didn't
speak a word of English?

Well, it got me out of his bogus
traffic school for acceptance.

Yeah, but you
spent decades alone

hypnotized by a pottery wheel.

We all gotta push against
the darkness any way we can.

- Yeah, Mr. Martin used to say...
- Mr. Martin was full of shit.

I don't need to spend my time
questioning why I'm here.

I've got immortal youth.

You know, no shelf life.

No chapped lips.
No regrets, man.

What about you?

Um, do you have regrets?

No.

I mean, um, you know, if
I could redo 10th grade,

I'd probably reconsider

my one-man show about
Mary Todd Lincoln.

Yeah, I'd still do it,
obviously, you know,

just without the, um,
costume or the wig.

That's brave.

What about this box?

Um, did Janet make
this box, too?

Uh-huh.

Okay, wow, so she
also took wood shop.

She was busy.

- What's this?
- What's what?

That was fast.

I didn't expect you
to be back already.

Well, I'm not.

Yeah, my dad is
downloading Hartman.

Basically, once I
get back to school,

I have my doctor's permission

to start falling
asleep in every class.

Finally.

Nice.

How are you doing?

Me? I'm fine.

I mean, you're the
one that almost died.

I did. For a few minutes.

What?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Hey, it's good to see
you out of that place.

Hey, Claire.

If she's out there, Maddie,

I mean, you know that you
and I, we can't be together.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

I mean, of course.

Of course, I mean, if finding
out about us is what made her

- flip out and back a truck--
- I deserved it.

Maybe more.

I should go.

Um, I've already missed
the first period.

- I'll see you.
- I'll see you.

So you're telling me this
was just sitting in there?

- Yeah.
- So he knew Janet?

Yes. It was under
her pot in a box.

I mean, this has
to be the notebook

we couldn't find, right?

The one Mr. Martin
was keeping on Janet?

These first ten pages
are like chemical equations.

I mean, maybe they explain why
these notebooks are still here.

And Janet's pot.

And how Mr. Martin
locked that door on us

and it didn't reset.

I might as well read
this upside down.

Does...

Does any of this
make sense to you?

Maddie, all the chemistry I know
I learned from the professor

on Gilligan's Island.

Where's Rhonda?

Uh, she's trying to
lose the horn player.

Does that horn
player have a name?

- Yeah, horn player.
- It's Quinn.

Maddie?

Hi.

- Do we know anything more?
- No.

No, not yet, but I'm on it.

Any idea why Janet got
off the bus in Rockton?

We only know what
she was running from.

Haven't figured out
what she was running to.

Maybe we gotta ask what she
might be looking for out here.

We're working on it.

Maddie, even if...

Even if we find this person,

do we know if we can
get your body back?

You said you heard
her cries for help,

but you...

you were technically
still alive that day,

walking through a boiler
room, hearing a dead girl.

How?

I don't know.

I can only guess that
I was in a dark place.

I was in pain.

And she was too.

Maybe it's the same reason
you could see and hear me.

Xavier?

Who's on the phone?

Uh, just some friends.

Happy to know I made
it out of the hospital.

Ah. You can add the
principal to that list.

He's gonna speak
with your teachers.

You can work for the rest
of the week from home.

Oh, really?

I mean, I think I'd
get a lot more done

if I just hung out here.

Did my make-up stuff
in the library.

Well, I think you'd probably
be better off at home.

You could lie down.

Well, a library has a couch.

Seriously, I'm gonna get
nothing done in my bedroom.

It's your call, Son.

Hey, so where
are we going now?

I still wanna hit The Midway.

- Maybe that motel in Wammakee.
- It's like 60 miles away.

But it's still in the county.
She bought a county map.

Yeah, but I think
we should maybe...

Nicole, you were there. You
heard what the clerk said.

Someone who looked just
like Maddie bought a map.

A map.

Something they haven't
sold in 10 years.

What's your point?

A map is something a
teenager from 1958 would buy

because they don't
own a freaking phone.

They still think GPS stands
for General Postal Service.

Simon, we are not going back
to that 1958 place again.

Do you hear me?

How come you can
only wrap your mind

around a ghost if it's holy?

We're both raised
Catholic, Nicole.

We both believe in purgatory.

People gotta wait before they
find out where they're headed.

So why can't you believe
Maddie's still waiting

- at Split River High?
- I'm not talking about this.

Why?

Because Maddie's not dead.

Okay, that doesn't mean
she's living in her body.

Hey, hey! Nicole! Oh, come on.

Get in,

but you're not allowed to
ask any more questions.

Okay.

Just one.

What's Brazilian Bum Bum cream,

and is that the same
thing as Butt Butter?

That's two, nerd.

Yo, they got records going back
to the day this place opened.

Is it just me, or
does this look like

something carved into a pyramid?

Please don't hover.

- I hate people who hover.
- I'm not hovering.

I'm six inches away.

That's regulation
distance from our tuba.

Whoa. Guys, check this out.

Okay.

Janet checked out Fahrenheit
451 like four times.

Does that mean anything?

That she liked it.

Make that five times.

Once for the Science Club.

You gonna be okay, Cherry Pop?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Feels like he's staring at me.

You know what?

I wanna figure out who
these science kids are,

because for all we know,
Janet could be racing

around town with one of her
egghead friends right now.

Those eggs are now 83.

Only thing racing
are their pacemakers.

- This is shorthand.
- What?

That code, the loopy
slashes and hooks.

My grandma was a secretary.
She taught it to me.

What are you saying?
You can read that?

Well, I'm not fluent,
but kind of, yeah.

Translate, please.

Um...

I don't think these sections
were written by the same person.

Of course they were.

See all this weird
chicken scratch?

His A's always looked
like O's, remember?

Tuba distance, please.

I wonder if the pages
starting from back here

were written by Janet.

Why?

Because this part's
referring to Mr. Martin

in the third person.

Okay, so you think she
stole the notebook written

about her so she
could write about him?

- We don't know if she stole it.
- Why was she hiding it then?

She's using the
word "our" a lot.

It seems like whatever
experiment he was conducting,

they might have been a team.

- Like, um, lab partners.
- There's no way.

He kept her down
there for months.

She was his prisoner.

Maybe when you found her,
but not when she wrote this.

Yo, what was going
on between those two?

Looks like they both planned
on getting out of here.

Together.

Wow! Incredible.

How long has your
grandma lived here?

Forever.

She was born in the
corner room upstairs.

No.

Well, it must be nice to
have a real sense of home.

This home, yes.

I can breathe here.

But then we have to
go back to our house,

and it's suffocating.

It smells like wet
dog and cabbage.

But Grandma's house smells like

baking and cinnamon and
sweet almond extract.

Um, be careful.

Cyanide smells like that, too.

Not to everyone.

37% of the population
can't even smell cyanide.

True.

That is not the kind of
information one learns

from a Slo Poke
wrapper, Miss Hamilton.

You must read a lot.

Too much, I'm told.

People don't like girls
who know all the answers.

Wait till you get to college.

- You'll be in your element.
- Do you really think so?

No, I know so.

Once you're out of Split River,

you'll defy all these
small-town expectations.

You'll be finding new
cures for disease.

Discovering new planets.

I can't believe
you just said that.

- Disease?
- Planets.

I was just thinking
this morning,

what if there are more rogue
planets up there than stars?

Gosh.

Not too many, I hope.

We'll run out of names.

You'll now have
to use Pig Latin.

Eptune-nay. Upiter-jay.

Aturn-say.

Reverend
Hamilton, I presume.

I don't think we've
had the pleasure.

I'm Everett Martin,

- Janet's chemistry teacher.
- I know who you are.

Go inside, help your
mother with supper.

Daddy, please.

So, bus break down?

Why are you driving her home?

No, Janet actually stayed
late to help me test out

- some lab equipment.
- She could have telephoned home

if she needed a ride.

Honestly, it wasn't
out of my way.

You know, folks may
get the wrong idea.

Grown man driving around
town with a student.

Reverend Hamilton, I assure you,
my intentions are honorable.

Um, in fact, I'm
meeting my fiance

for supper at the Howard
Johnson's in Bingham.

The ideas you are planting
in my daughter's head

are far from honorable.

Sir, uh, if you're
under the impression...

We're not sending
Janet to college.

That would be such a mistake.

With her keen mind, she
could pursue a career

- in the sciences.
- I am well aware

of her keen mind.

Yours, however,
unsettles me, Mr. Martin.

I think it's best if you
concentrate on your lessons

or you could be looking
for a teaching position

in another district.

Well, I'm glad we at least
agree on Janet's intelligence.

Wish you a good night, sir.

Does she really call
Mr. Martin her champion?

Yeah.

Where
does she say that?

There.

How is this the same
person I heard screaming

to get away from him?

Something must
have soured between them.

- I don't know.
- For sure. But who knows what?

She wasn't the most
reliable narrator.

What does that mean?

She
clearly kept secrets.

I mean, there's pages
torn out of this thing.

But when
did she figure out

she could leave here
in someone else's body?

Okay, Quinn, maybe you
should keep reading.

No, no, no. Don't keep reading.

This is taking way too long.

Let's just go talk to the
looping exchange student.

- Not an exchange student.
- I know! I know!

He's a liar, and he's
a spy from Virginia.

Okay.

Oh no.

Yuri, what else did Janet
trust you with, huh?

You better start
talking right now,

or I'll put your whole
body on that wheel,

and I'll spin you like a bottle.
Now tell me, what was she after?

Crossing over or body snatching?

Wally, can we not
start with threats?

Sorry, I actually
tried chatting it up

with this Spinal Tap wannabe,

but he pretended like he didn't
understand me for 40 years!

You think Janet talked to
me about crossing over?

- She wouldn't.
- Why not, hm?

Because she knows I don't
believe in any of it.

Where do you think you're
going that's better than this?

- It's probably much worse.
- Save your lame opinions, dude.

- We're here for answers.
- Aren't we all?

But the mysteries of death
compound themselves, dude.

You always have
another question.

Stop, stop, stop with
the riddles, Nowhere Man.

Listen to me. Maddie's not dead.

Okay? She's not like us.

She was just in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

And she was mugged by your
friend who was up here

hatching a getaway
plan with her teacher.

I don't know
anything about that.

Well, I think you do,

because you sit there
all dazed and confused,

spouting wisdom like
Yoda. Well, guess what?

You're no more evolved than
the rest of us you are.

I bet you got drawers full
of stolen ketchup packets.

You caught me.

All right, what
else belonged to her, huh?

What else was Janet hiding?

That was Janet's.

- Wally?
- Hm?

Come. Come with me.

Why are you going all
aggro on this kid?

He may be telling us the truth.

I don't know what
the truth is anymore.

Everything I've
ever known is gone.

- I lost two coaches, two teams.
- Wally.

I spent years sitting
in that folding chair,

and I never once
questioned our damn leader.

That's not a sheepdog,
Maddie. That's a sheep.

What happened with
Mr. Martin is not your fault.

But if you end up pushing
away someone who can help us,

that will be.

How am I supposed
to fix this for you

if I can't even
leave the school?

What can I do?

I can't compete with Simon.

He's alive.

Why do you think you
have to fix this for me?

Or compete?

Simon is not your rival, Wally.

We're all on the same team.

I just wanna do something real.

I wanna give you answers.

I don't wanna sit around
like a block of cheese.

I want whatever is going on
between us to get better.

Deeper.

I just keep feeling like
I'm getting benched.

Wally, if you think you have
to put on a cape for me,

you're way off.

I mean, if anything,
that makes me cringe.

This is not 1983.

I've never asked anyone
to solve my problems.

And I'm not starting now.

I just wanna be more
than a mushy shoulder

to cry on, okay?

That makes me feel
like a total wastoid.

I have no idea what that means.

But if you think being loyal

and kind and unjaded is
something to be ashamed of,

you're wrong.

If anything, it's kind of hot.

You don't always have to score
the winning point, Wally.

At least, not for me.

Hey, did we just
have our first fight?

Maybe.

Cool.

? My skeleton is
freaking me out ?

? I'm in my body again ?

? Don't wanna talk about it ?

? Ever again ?

? My OCD is kicking
in again... ?

Hey!

? Again I won't complain ?

? Again... ?

Hey.

My pants are called bibbers.

What?

I don't get it.

If Janet made this,
why isn't it resetting?

- I don't know.
- He doesn't know.

Dang.

Oh, I feel like crap.

What if we do get
Janet back here,

and she sees that I
broke this in 50 pieces?

Oh my God. She's
going to kill me.

- Too late.
- It's true.

Seriously, uh, don't sweat it.

Happens every day around here.

People trash everything.
Sometimes their best work.

- That's a shame.
- Uh, not really.

You got to let things go.

As soon as you give things up,

- better stuff can come to you.
- Huh.

Somebody wrote
something very similar

to that in my yearbook,

except for he
wasn't as eloquent.

He basically just
wrote a limerick

that rhymed every
word with "Venus".

Janet rhymed geranium
with titanium.

- Um...
- What are you talking about?

Uh, I found it in
this old yearbook.

It was donated by
this Science Club kid,

and Janet wrote this
really cornball poem

inviting him to watch her
string 'em in Bingham.

- String what?
- I don't know. Popcorn?

Wait, what was in Bingham?

Uh, family farm, I think. Why?

Wally, where is that yearbook?

It's in the library.
Am I in trouble?

You may have uncovered
our best lead yet.

Janet got off the bus
in Bingham County.

Wally, you're a
genius. Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, um, we're still
in the room. So...

Come on, let's find that poem.

We should talk Mandy

into letting us wear
the sparkly socks.

And something
sparkly on our lips.

- And our hair, too.
- OK, slow down, Kristen.

We don't want to look
like disco balls.

You into it?

The sparkles?

What? Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Well, we can come up
with a plan on Friday.

You're still hosting, right?

Um, that is TBD.

Things are a little tense
in my house right now.

Oh, is your mom getting
another divorce?

No.

She's just raging that
Claire went to homecoming

with a sketchy dude

who got mowed down by his
dealer in Druggieville.

Chloe, you're an ass.

There are
nine Hamiltons.

Are you looking at census or
property listings right now?

I'm still in obituaries.

Guys, can we
hit the pause button?

I mean, this farmhouse
thing feels rando.

It's not rando, though.

That may have been
where Janet felt safe.

She could have gone back,

hoping some living
relative would take her.

Wait, wait, wait. I
got an address here

on Route 17, listed
under Millard Hamilton.

Guys, Hamilton's something
I can't afford tickets to.

- Not Maddie's hideaway.
- Still holding out, huh?

- Big time.
- What's big time?

That address, that's big news.

We could probably head
over there after school.

I'm not going
back there again.

All we came away with

is someone saying Maddie
bought a stupid map.

We don't even know
if it was Maddie.

You're right. It was Janet.

Why are you nodding?

You had a concussion,
dude, not a lobotomy.

Why would Maddie hide away
in some stranger's farmhouse?

- Because it's not Maddie.
- Because it's not me.

Sorry.

Okay. All right, guys.

Um, one more hour
to get through.

After Bio, I'm hitting Route 17.

I'll grab my
truck and pick you up.

No, you're still taking
sponge baths, bro.

I'll drive your truck.

Nicole, can you, uh, return
this yearbook for me, please?

Thank you.

We're not
sending Janet to college.

Now what?

Janet, what happened?

Show your
gratitude by giving him...

Janet.

I
need to go back in.

Yes, Janet. Yes, you know that.

Back to vacuum?

Oh, no, I didn't bring,
um, you know what?

I would happily bring one

if it would suck the
truth out of you.

Because it's a vacuum.

? Some other time ?

What do you think
I'm holding back?

I mean, it's, you make
the same pot every day,

and it resets, right?

But Janet's, it didn't turn
back into a lump of clay.

It stayed permanent,

and then it broke, and
then it stayed broken.

How? Why?

I can't answer that, man.

But, um, it's not
broken anymore.

Wow, you did this
all by yourself.

Wow, I mean, it's
really such a good job.

Yeah, if I squint, I can
barely notice all the cracks

and bumps and slivers.

Ah, you're supposed
to notice them.

It's wabi-sabi.

It's an understanding that
nothing's ever finished

and nothing's perfect.

When something breaks,
you glue it back together

and embrace its imperfections.

Yeah, the cracks and the
scars only make it stronger.

Uh, more interesting.

And beautiful.

You feel the same
way about people?

You wanna make something?

- Oh, uh, no, I...
- You start simple,

like a paperweight.

- I could teach you even its...
- Another time.

Maybe.

Yeah, anytime.

Definitely.

? As I lay here beside you ?

? I can feel your heartbeat ?

? There's no need
for our voices ?

? We're complete ?

Nicole?

? I cannot on myself
when the noise is gone ?

Nicole!

? How can I be myself
when I know you're gone ?

Nicole,
someone is at the door!

Hey.

Um, I was gonna text,

but I thought that
it'd be harder for you

to say no if I was
standing here, so...

Say no to what?

I need a place to crash.

Um, I had a major
blowout with my parents.

I didn't know where else to go.

You didn't try Chloe
or one of your...

Look, I know it seems
like all I wanted

was to hurt Maddie, but...

it's not true.

God, if Xavier owes
her an apology, then...

then I for sure owe
her an even bigger one.

Okay.

Thanks.

Maddie!

Mr. M?

Wait, wait, wait.
Hey, Mr. Martin!

Hey! Wait! Mr. Martin!

"Will they ever know
what I've taken from them?"

"Will they ever forgive me?"

Is that forgive or forget?

- That's forgive.
- Keep going.

What did Janet take from us?

- Damn.
- What? What does it say?

Quinn, help her. Translate.

It wasn't Mr. Martin.

Janet was the one who
took your death objects.

She's the one who
hid them from you

in the fallout shelter.

Why? Did... did he tell her to?

I think Janet probably stopped
taking orders a long time ago.

Why do you say that?

I don't think all ghosts
are created equal.

I mean, that pot she made,

it was probably
just the beginning.

She probably figured
out a whole lot more.

Which would have
threatened Mr. Martin.

So he used what he learned from
her to make her a prisoner.

And that's how he locked
us in the fallout shelter.

? These crosses
all over my body ?

? Remind me of
who I used to be ?

Okay, listen up.

I just saw Mr. Martin.

There was this big,
red light behind him,

and then he's just gone.

- He disappeared.
- You saw Mr. Martin

- in this school?
- Yeah.

And the way he looked, the
way he ran, he's terrified.

Because Janet got away.

Maybe he locked her up
to protect all of you.

? I'm just a child ?

? But I'm not above violence ?

? My mama raised me
better than that ?

? When the preacher talks ?

? That man demands his silence ?

? And daddy said shoot first ?

? Then run and don't look back ?

? So take me down to the river ?

? And bathe me clean ?

? Put me on the back
of your white horse ?

? To ride ?

? All the way to the chapel ?

? Let you wash all over me ?

Take a left up here.

? So take me down to ?

? The river ?

? And bathe me clean ?

? Ooo-oooh ?

What the hell?

Is this it?

It has to be.

Hey, slow down.

? Put me on the back of
your white horse to ride ?

? All the way to the chapel ?

Um...

? Let you wash all over me ?

Can I help you?

Yeah, uh, we were just
trying to get around.

You can't go any further.
You got business here?

No, no. We saw the smoke.

Yeah, the
fire truck's on its way.

- Is anybody in the place?
- Could be.

A neighbor walked around
the property earlier today.

Thought he saw a vagrant.
You know anything about that?

No.

? Put me on the back
of your white horse ?

? To ride ?

? All the way to the chapel ?

? Let you wash all over me ?

? Yeah ?