TABBY: Previously on Endlings...
HEWES: A small token of my appreciation.
DRIVER: Target acquired.
TABBY: That's another one for the Tabster!
JULIA: What are we gonna name it now that it's awake?
Ling.
[car creaking]
[alien chittering]
‐ You need to stay out of this one, Johnny.
‐ It's not your choice. ‐ Yes, it is.
‐ [cow lowing] ‐ [alien warbling]
‐ Ehh? ‐ Are you cold?
ABIONA: Some animals change their colors to show their moods.
‐ I think she's happy. ‐ [sparks zapping]
JOHNNY: Watch out!
[creature shrieking]
She's gonna freeze out there.
We've gotta get to her before the cold does.
We're going after her. ‐ Be careful.
TECH: The trigger mechanism suggests that it may have been used as a trap.
‐ They're not the only ones with traps.
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[footsteps stomping]
[creature shrieking]
‐ We're... trying... to help you!
[groaning]
Get ready!
‐ Sweet dreams, unicorn.
[energy pulsing]
[shrieking]
Huh?
[groans]
‐ [sighs] Well, that hurt.
Got any other unicorn trapping ideas?
[Tabby shrieking]
‐ Oh.
‐ What part of "get ready" do you not understand?
‐ Well, it's hard to hear in there. Right, Finn?
[power pulsing]
Finn?
‐ We'll try again tomorrow. TABBY: You said that yesterday.
And the day before that.
‐ And we'll keep on trying until we save her.
Besides, we have to fix Johnny's jacket. It's cold out here.
TABBY: It's fine.
He's had that jacket like forever.
‐ There you are.
Uh, your room is, uh, right this way.
Oh, uh, right here, Johnathan.
I left some clothes on the bed. You can choose what you want.
The rest we'll get rid of.
All right, well, I'll let you get settled in then, huh?
[clears throat] Dinner's at 5:00.
[gasps]
‐ [laughs] Snap out of it, sleeping beauty.
[rumbling overhead]
‐ Is that your drone, Tabby?
‐ I wish.
Check out the size of those babies!
JOHNNY: Where are they coming from?
‐ And where are they going?
‐ Deployment is at 76%.
‐ Let me know when we're at 100%.
‐ As requested, we focused the drones
within 50 miles of Malik Williams' farm.
‐ Good. Make sure the vehicles are prepped.
I want to move out as soon as we get a positive contact hit.
[drone humming]
JULIA: What is it doing?
TABBY: I think you mean what are they doing?
‐ What's this? ‐ Don't look at me.
‐ "Thank you, officers Metra and Lopez, for all your help.
Hewes." She spelt my name wrong.
LOPEZ: Well, it's a paperweight from her company.
She must be very thankful. ‐ [Mitra scoffs]
[creature humming, clicking]
‐ Good morning, Ling.
[sighing]
Where, uh... Where do you think you're going?
Ling?
‐ [lights spark] ‐ [Tuku trumpets softly]
‐ Is that better, Tuku? ‐ [Tuku trumpets]
[Ling clicking]
[Tuku trumpets]
[Ling whimpering, clicking]
[Tuku trumpets]
Ling? What's going on?
[Tuku trumpets]
‐ Ling just got up and headed right over here.
‐ I'll see what Ling's up to.
[Abiona straining]
[Ling clicking]
The kids captured these.
They're trying to help you.
[Ling whimpering]
We all are.
[sighing, whimpering]
[clicking]
What's happening?
[power pulsing]
‐ Ninety percent. ‐ Why is this taking so long?
‐ The area is bordered by a hydroelectric dam.
[static crackling]
It's causing interference to our satellite uplink.
‐ So compensate.
‐ Eh, careful, Tabs.
‐ I can be careful and brave at the same time.
‐ What do you think it is?
‐ A teleportation device. ‐ Really?
‐ No. Not really. How am I supposed to know what it is?
[drones humming]
‐ Whatever it is, it looks like there's a lot of them.
‐ What are you doing? ‐ I'm gonna poke it.
‐ We don't even know who they belong to.
‐ No. We don't.
But we do know they're on our property which makes them ours.
‐ Stop!
Let me try.
[Tabby scoffs]
TABBY: Hope you don't get teleported away.
[Ling chittering]
[energy whirring]
[Ling sighing]
‐ What are we looking at?
[muffled pounding, liquid gurgling]
Are those heartbeats?
[sighing]
Who do they belong to?
The kids?!
[computer chirping]
‐ One hundred percent deployment.
‐ Prepare to activate.
And activate.
[whirring]
‐ Whoa!
TABBY: Hmm. Good poke.
Careful, Julia.
‐ I can be careful and brave at the same time.
[clangs, sparks]
‐ Is that a... ‐ Trap.
‐ For what?
[trap clangs]
[alien shrieking]
JOHNNY: The unicorn!
‐ [computer beeps] ‐ Contact.
‐ Scan for biometric readings.
I want to make sure it's not just a deer or something.
‐ That's unusual.
‐ Please explain.
‐ We're picking up traces of nitinol.
Memory metal.
It's an alloy that's capable of reverting back to its original form.
[static sparking]
‐ Electromagnetic interference. Trying to compensate.
‐ What's nitinol doing out there?
‐ Let's find out. Circle a drone back and let's see what we've caught.
[drones humming]
[muffled beating]
‐ What's that? Another heart?
[Ling spluttering, chirping]
Is it an Endling? ‐ [Ling hums]
‐ The unicorn? ‐ [Ling sighs]
‐ Why is it beating faster?
[Ling sighs, groans]
Is she scared?
[Ling whimpering, clicking]
[alien shrieking]
‐ One of those traps got her!
[shrieking]
‐ She looks like she's in pain. Don't worry, we're here.
‐ I know, Finn. We're gonna get her out.
Somebody get me a stick.
‐ A stick isn't gonna break that thing.
‐ No, but I could try to pry it open.
‐ What about the control panel? ‐ [panel buzzes]
‐ Maybe we can turn it off from there. All right, Finn. I'm going, I'm going.
‐ Finn, she needs to go slowly.
Sometimes when things are scared, they don't act the way you expect.
[alien groaning]
‐ Don't worry. She loves me.
Don't you? ‐ [alien shrieks]
‐ [sparks zapping] ‐ [alien groaning]
Whoa! Or she loves me not.
[groans] ‐ Johnny! Johnny!
TABBY: Johnny, you okay? JULIA: Wake up.
TABBY: Johnny, snap out of it.
JULIA: Johnny!
‐ I said dinner was at 5:00.
Are you hungry?
Well, at least try some of this, hmm?
For the bruise.
An old family remedy. Take the swelling down.
‐ You got into a lot of fights?
‐ Mm‐hmm.
With my dad, yeah.
You?
‐ Same.
‐ So, Jonathan, you sure you don't want to try some of this soup?
It's not bad.
Another old family remedy.
TABBY: He's waking up.
You all right?
‐ I've been better.
[alien grumbling]
‐ Bit of a rough day, huh?
‐ It's not her fault, she's just scared, but...
it doesn't look like we're gonna get close to that control panel.
‐ We're gonna have to bring her home with that thing still on.
TABBY: Trap pieces?
‐ [sparks zap, alien groans] JOHNNY: Watch out for kicks.
[alien snarling]
[energy pulsing]
‐ That's not supposed to happen!
‐ The electricity from the trap must be messing with our trap pieces.
JOHNNY: That's not our only problem.
[whistles]
‐ Do I really have to tell you again?
‐ What's that?
‐ Please check out evidence. Don't just take it.
‐ What do you mean?
‐ That specimen that you brought back from the farm? It's gone.
Did you not take it?
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[monitor chirping]
‐ Actuation complete.
‐ Bring up its live video feed.
[static sparking]
‐ Our satellite uplink is still being affected.
‐ Un‐affect it!
[sparking continues]
Continue collection protocols.
Bring me back a piece of that thing.
[drone clanging, humming]
‐ Whoever trapped the unicorn must have come back to collect it.
‐ Well, they'll have to go through us. Blasters up.
‐ Blast it!
‐ [alien shrieking] ‐ [kids straining]
TABBY: It's too strong for us!
[shrieking]
‐ We won't let it hurt you.
[shrieking]
[muffled pounding]
‐ They're all beating faster. What's happening out there?
[Ling warbling]
Ling!
You're not the only one who can get blasters.
[energy pulsing]
‐ [trap sparking] ‐ [alien groaning]
[shrieking]
‐ It's hurting her!
‐ No, Julia, don't! ‐ But we have to do something!
It looks like it's killing her!
[energy pulses]
[drone creaking]
‐ Did you see how Julia's blaster pulled it in that direction? ‐ So?
‐ Maybe if we all run in different directions...
‐ We'd pull it apart.
I like the way you think.
‐ On the count of three... blast it and scatter.
[drone humming]
[generator powering up]
‐ Satellite uplink coming back online.
‐ Finally. ‐ [static sparking]
‐ One... ‐ Two...
‐ Three.
‐ Scatter! ‐ [alien shrieking]
‐ It's working! ‐ Keep going!
‐ Night‐night, robot.
‐ Night‐night, Johnathan.
‐ This place isn't right for me.
‐ I understand.
What...
When did you, uh...
‐ I can't help myself.
‐ Well... thanks for leaving it behind.
[laughs softly]
‐ No problem.
‐ And, uh, feel free to use the front door.
I won't stop you.
Hey, where do you think the right place is for you?
‐ I don't know.
‐ Neither do I.
Look, Johnathan. I know that life hasn't exactly dealt you the greatest of hands.
Me either.
And I don't know very much about you,
but I do know that I am tired of keeping my guard up all the time.
So, I figure I can either take what's happened to me and try to be better
or... I can let it tear me down.
So, here's the deal.
Until you figure out where the right place is for you,
why don't you treat this like a "right now" place?
Leave whenever you want.
‐ Johnny.
My name is Johnny, not Johnathan.
‐ Well, Johnny, uh...
good night.
We've got some barn work to do in the morning.
‐ Good night, Mr. Leopold.
‐ You bet.
[power pulsing, drone clattering]
‐ We did it!
‐ [chuckles] ‐ [alien warbles]
[warbling]
[static sparks]
‐ The signal's gone offline.
‐ Clearly.
I'm growing tired of these delays. Redirect the drones.
I'll meet them there.
[alien warbling]
TABBY: Time to get this thing off you.
‐ [alien snarls] ‐ Whoa! What gives?
Did you not just see us save you?
‐ It's not her fault, she's scared.
‐ She should be.
[alien groaning]
There's too many of them.
[dramatic music plays]
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