I can't tell if this is just a bad idea or the worst idea in history.
At least I have ideas.
What does Jeff Ellis have going for him? Name one thing.
- A car. A credit card. - The highest GPA in our class.
- Parents who love him. A conscience. - Yeah, I said one thing.
Rendell, we don't need to do this. The puppet is good enough.
The puppet sucks.
Nice. Way to build me up. Sorry.
I mean, the concept of the puppet sucks when we have this instead.
Behold.
Caliban. Straight out of Shakespeare's The Tempest.
Only slightly more compact.
Holy shit!
Isn't it awesome?
I can't wait to show Lucas.
- Oh my God!
There's wood enough within!
He knows his lines. That's his first line.
No way. Absolutely not. That thing goes away now.
Get rid of it, Rendell.
You guys are no fun.
Caliban.
Where is he?
Hey, guys.
Mr. Ridgeway said we should meet in the theater in 15 to go over Act 4.
Gordie, man. I thought you were out putting up flyers?
How's the Caliban puppet going?
What the heck was that?
Um…
- A squirrel ran in. - There's a bat flapping around.
Which is it? A bat or a squirrel?
- Hey, Gordie, let's… let's just go— - Wait. It's over here, whichever it is.
Hey, little guy.
Ow! Shit! It bit me!
Be not afraid. The isle is full of noises.
What the eff?
What is that thing?
- [Caliban grunting, banging] - Is someone gonna answer me?
Give me the key.
My hand!
What is that thing? Show it to me.
Oh, thought I had it.
No way. You caught something under that pail.
You and Jeff did something.
Gordie, let's go to the health center and get the nurse—
I know what I saw!
Just 'cause I'm nice to people doesn't mean I'm stupid, Rendell Locke.
You know, it would be really great
to feel like I'm not just a bit player in your stories.
One of these days, I'm gonna matter to you.
Way to go, Rendell.
Oh, come on. He'll be fine.
- Think of the big picture.
This is proof of concept.
I mean, now we can create something bigger for the actual production.
- Could you stop playing with that?
These horseless carriages,
they may be my favorite thing about this world.
How long have they existed?
Cars?
About 100 years.
How fast can you go?
Drive it faster.
It could go faster than this.
On the highway, maybe, but—
- Faster! - Okay.
Pretend you're being chased.
That's better!
Whoo!
Yeah!
Ellie, did you truly believe that was gonna work?
If I didn't need your assistance, I would just squash you like a bug.
- Come here! Get up!
You're Sam?
In this body.
He was a ghost.
Mom, he saved us.
No, he let us out of the pantry. It's hardly saving us.
No, before.
He taught me how to guide the birds so I could get back into my own body.
And he showed Kinsey where to find the Angel Key.
So, you guys are all right with him being here?
I can never apologize enough for what I did to you and your family.
Even if Dodge manipulated me, I won't make any excuses for it.
All I can say is that I'm sorry.
I am more sorry than you can ever imagine.
You expect me to forgive you. I—
I don't expect you to. I'm… I'm just…
I just want the opportunity to help you and your family.
Kinsey.
I'm not ready to forgive him either…
but he did help us.
Right now…
…we need some more help.
All right,
but that's as far as it goes.
Fair enough.
Tyler, you, me, Rufus, and Sam, we'll go after Ellie.
Mom, Bode, you guys try and break into the Harlequin Chest.
Get the rest of the keys.
That we can do
or at least try.
Kenny, that is great!
Ahh! It always makes me happy
when we get a big name for Summer Shakespeare by the Cove.
Hey, um, while we're talking about actors, I had an idea.
What if I played one of the soldiers who sees Hamlet's father?
Well, I… I don't think they have to be young men.
- No. No, of course.
Hey, Kenny, I gotta run.
Good talking. Let's… Let's pick this up later, okay?
Great. Bye.
Ellie. What is this? What's happening here?
- Gordie, just— - We're not here for conversation.
Now get what we came for.
Are you robbing me?
He wants something you've got.
A key.
A very old key.
I don't have any idea what you're talking about. What key?
It's inside your head.
We know it was you, Gordie.
What the hell are you talking about?
Look, we know you went to Mr. Ridgeway and told what you saw.
He just finished giving us the third degree.
I don't know what I saw yesterday.
He's talking about canceling the play.
Gordie,
you were freaked out.
We get it. No one blames you.
We just wanna help you understand.
And how are you gonna do that?
I have so many questions.
Come on. We'll give you answers.
Wow! Look at this!
Ellie, check this out!
What is this place?
This is where you keep your memories, Gordie.
Ah-ha.
Hey, little guy.
- Ow! Shit! It bit me!
What the eff?
What is that thing?
Is somebody—
Found it.
- Found what? Your memory of what you saw yesterday.
We're just gonna borrow this along with the memory we're making right now.
You're gonna what?
I'm so confused.
That's why we're here, Gordie, to get you unconfused.
This is insane what you're saying. All of it.
It's only because you can't remember magic.
I'm sorry, but whatever you're suggesting, it's not happening.
Now, I would appreciate it if you would just go—
Oh!
- It's not a request.
- Let go of me. I'm calling the police.
- Are you, now?
What are you doing?
I am not afraid of you.
No.
What happens if he dies before you retrieve the key?
I don't know.
Oh.
Better hurry, then.
Ellie. Ellie.
Gordie.
You didn't deserve this.
Ellie, do what you have to do to save yourself.
I'm sorry.
Well…
the sooner you give me my key,
the sooner you can return to tend to him.
Jamie!
Oh my God. I'm so glad to see you.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm back in my own body.
That's good.
I need to warn you. - Bode.
What's going on over there?
Look, you both need to know.
Gideon's on the loose in Matheson, so please be careful. Stay inside.
- Is your mom all right? She's fine.
Just be on alert. I gotta go.
You think this is actually gonna work?
When they built this thing, there weren't any power tools, right?
I guess not.
So, Bode,
when Dodge was in your body,
the way you were acting with Josh,
that was all Dodge, right?
You like Josh.
He's fine.
I-It's just—
Can we really trust him? He was trying to find the Black Door.
He didn't actually know what it was.
- And, yes, I trust him completely.
Let's just open up the chest.
Try the saw.
Uh…
Not good.
Looks like we're gonna need to up the ante.
I feel like a horrible, irresponsible mom.
You're not irresponsible.
We've got this,
which we'll use when the wood burns enough for us to use that.
See?
Totally safe.
Got a light?
No way. I've got this part. Stand back.
Okay.
Yes! - I'm definitely a bad mom.
It's using magic to protect itself.
Okay. Uh…
I have one more idea.
I don't see anyone.
But Ellie's car is here.
Let's go around back, see if Kins found a way in.
This is bad.
This is really bad.
He's got a pulse, but he's lost so much blood.
- We need to put pressure on the wound. - Which one?
I don't know. Both of them.
Mr. Shaw needs to get emergency treatment, or he's going to die.
My mom's got a first aid kit in her car.
I can get bandages and compresses and call 911,
but you need to help my mom.
All right. Um…
You and Sam stay here and look after him.
Sam should go with you. He's in an Echo's body.
He can protect you.
911, what's your emergency?
You need to send paramedics immediately to the house of Gordie Shaw.
He's been stabbed. He's bleeding badly.
This is actually pretty cool.
Every theater must have some of Gordie's memories.
Which one do you think they're in?
This better not be a wild goose chase.
It's not.
These keys have cost you your friends.
They've threatened the life of you and your son.
Why do you stand in my way?
I've been to your world.
It's hopeless. It's full of terrible things.
You judge, and yet your kind created a key
with the sole purpose of subjugating others.
Another to pillage the private sanctums of the soul,
and yet another that burns everything that it touches.
Your kind and mine,
we aren't far apart.
You're insane.
Just get me my goddamn key.
Gordie, you're here early.
I couldn't sleep. Too excited.
Actually, I'm glad I caught you.
Look, I know how hard you worked on that Act 5 soliloquy.
Thank you.
But I've decided to give the part to Rendell Locke.
I'm sorry, Gordie.
Oh. Well, he'll do great.
But you'll be our understudy.
Still an important role to play.
Sure. Thanks, Mr. Ridgeway.
- Whoa. It's Dad.
It's bullshit.
I tried out as a joke. It ought to be yours.
No, really. It's a sign of respect.
Mr. Ridgeway knows that I learn everybody's lines
so I can jump in anywhere, anytime.
He… He trusts me. That's the thing.
It's— He really…
I'll drop out.
Look, don't you dare!
I don't wanna get the part like that.
Even background characters have a part to play.
Don't tell yourself you're background, Gordie.
You're so much more than that. All right?
Let's go.
Where are we?
Under the stage, where he keeps all the stuff he doesn't wanna look at.
What kinds of thoughts and feelings does Mr. Gordon Shaw want to avoid?
- His hate.
- His fear.
And his rage.
Gideon knows what happens to him if he steps into the well house, right?
Hang on, Mom.
All right.
Great, that should do it.
Even if he gets the last key from Ellie,
he'll never be able to get the rest of the keys from the chest
without walking into the well house.
Not bad.
Wait, what?
More magic. Okay.
This is gonna be a lot harder than I thought.
Not sure any of these are right.
What are you doing?
Listening.
That's how we've always found the keys before.
Hearing anything?
Who could hear anything over that music?
Give it a rest!
Nice one.
I didn't do anything.
The lights are going out.
Thanks, Sam. Appreciate the update.
No, I mean forever.
- I think Gordie's dying.
Somebody's coming.
Oh! Oh! Oh my God!
- What are you doing in here? - We came to help you.
Where's Rufus?
Paramedics. Open up.
Oh no. Oh no.
Oh, no, no. They can't see the two bodies.
He's safe. He's outside with Gordie. Where's Gideon?
I trapped him in the stage basement.
Did you get the key?
Not yet. What is he doing here?
It's okay. He, uh… He's Sam.
Long story.
Maybe Sam's right.
- Do you know where the key is? It's in there.
I hid the key in the pocket of Prospero's cloak.
Okay, let's do this. Get the hell out of here.
Lo, how he mocks me! Wilt thou let him, my lord?
"Lord," quoth he. That a monster should be such a natural.
Lo, lo, again. Bite him to death, I prithee.
Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head.
If you prove a mutineer, the next tree.
The poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity.
I don't understand.
It's not there?
It has to be. I put it in here myself. I—
Marry, will I. Kneel and repeat it.
Not there. We need a better spot.
It'll be fine.
Erin must have moved it.
She didn't think it was a safe enough spot. Shit!
Okay, screw the key. We gotta go.
Without the key?
He's dying. We don't wanna be stuck in here.
Why, I said nothing.
Mum then, no more. Proceed.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow…
- This is different. What is this?
…from day to day, to the last syllable…
Let's go.
…our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death…
You've got them all over your face.
Are they good, Gordie?
The best!
Life is but a walking shadow…
Wait!
…a poor player, who struts…
We were just here.
…and then is heard no more.
I didn't mean to upset you.
How long have you known?
A while, I think.
You should have told me.
You're not listening to me.
It's just a phase.
You should have told me.
I'm not talking about this.
Fine. Okay.
…who struts and frets his hour upon the stage
and then is heard no more.
It is a tale told by an idiot.
Mom, please, if you would just meet him!
I'm thrilled to unveil
the new Matheson High School theater!
- This is pointless.
What's that?
Whispers.
I hear whispers.
Having trouble finding your way?
The whispers are coming from there.
Go. Talk to him.
I've got a plan.
In my world,
beautiful music can be made by pulling apart a soul.
So let's end all this.
Mmm, give me the key,
and we can all leave together.
Play games,
you could find out what happens here
when the lights go out for good.
We couldn't find it. It wasn't where I left it.
- That's a lie.
That's a goddamn lie!
If you know where the key is, grab it, and then you need to go.
What are you doing?
Slowing him down.
- Try going out the front of the theater.
What treachery is this, Bolton?
- Sorry, not Bolton.
Run! Go, get out of here!
What about you?
I'll meet you outside his head. Go!
- Kins. - Wait, wait, wait.
Brilliant.
- Whoa! - Oh shit!
Sam!
Go!
Seriously, go!
No!
BP is crashing.
- V-fib, he's coding.
- Defibrillate him. - I'm doing that now.
- Charging and clear!
You should've told me! Last syllable of recorded time—
- I didn't mean to upset you. What is that?
We're stuck in a loop.
No change.
ETA is ten minutes. Just keep him alive.
Giving him one dose epi.
I'm not talking to you about this…
Mr. Shaw. Mr. Shaw.
What do I do?
Matheson Police. Open up.
Is anybody in there?
Open the door. This is Matheson Police.
We have reports of a stabbing.
Sir.
- I'm gonna need you to turn around. - Wait, I didn't do—
- Put your hands against that wall.
Do you have any weapons on you? Any sharp objects?
Please, no. I didn't do anything.
We're losing him!