Wyatt: Previously on "Secrets of Sulphur Springs"...
Bennett, Sr.: Once this hotel is done, Bennett,
everyone in town will forget
all about that ridiculous ghost business.
From now on, just stay out of my hair.
Why won't you work?
(radio whirring)
Hold on, Harper. I'm on my way.
According to your agreement with Judge Emmett Walker,
you are ordered to vacate this property within 48 hours.
Wyatt and Zoey have the crystal.
Don't even think about looking for it.
Griffin: I think I'm sitting on Wyatt's hiding place.
Is that a crack? This jagged line right here.
That wasn't there before?
Griffin: No, it wasn't.
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You said Judge Walker was a man of his word,
that signing those papers would allow us to stay here.
I know what I said, Sam.
This isn't what you signed, though.
The agreement was for the land and the springs,
never the farmhouse.
Elijah: Judge must've changed his mind...
along with the paperwork.
He can't do that! We have to tell someone.
Think anyone in this town would take my word over Judge Walker's?
Sheriff sure didn't want to listen.
Better start getting things in order.
Two days ain't much time.
Sam: Papa! We can't just leave.
This is our home.
Mother would want us to stay and fight.
Your mother would understand why we can't.
She'd want me to keep you kids safe.
That's what I'm doin'.
Come now.
Your family can't let that slimy judge win.
Sam's right. They have to do something.
But if Elijah puts up a fight,
the judge will find another way to get what he wants.
Something that could hurt my family even worse.
Like in my visions.
So you're like psychic now?
Not exactly. I mean, I didn't see this coming.
Well, at least now we know how your family lost The Tremont.
That's it!
That's why Grace wanted me to come back here.
To see what happened so I can make things right.
Elijah: Hang on, Sam.
Sam: If you won't do anything, I will!
We have to stop him. Then I've got to get home.
You'll need this. Those too.
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Sam! There you are.
Room 205 is complaining about that draft again.
Would you have some time now to take a look?
I've got nothing but time.
(lights fizzling)
Mother?
Daisy, come on.
Griffin: I can't believe we managed to pull this off.
I‐‐ I mean, sure, you look like Harper,
but I didn't think anyone would actually believe you were her.
Not that you didn't do a good job.
‐It's just that Harper is‐‐ ‐Special?
Um...
different.
So, uh, you ready to go home?
I've missed Papa and Sam so much but...
‐I'm not sure I can leave. ‐What?
No, you have to switch back.
Harper can't stay in 1930. Her life is here.
So is my mother.
How can I possibly go back home,
knowing her spirit hasn't found peace?
Well, staying is not an option.
You have to grow up in the past,
get married, have a family,
or else Harper won't exist, remember?
But my mother...
I know how awful it feels being trapped somewhere.
Listen, this could be your last chance to go home.
Topher already knows about the bunker.
How long until someone else finds it?
Please, Daisy. I get wanting to help Grace and all,
but what about the rest of your family?
Your dad, Sam, Harper, they all need you.
Forgive me, Mother. I have to do this.
(theme music playing)
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(video playing indistinctly)
Wyatt! Zoey!
I told you no more videos
until after you finish your homework.
man on video: Something's here in this house.
I swear if it's you, man...
Oh, hey! Hey, no! I'll go!
(video stops)
I'll go right now! Don't do it!
(electronics going haywire)
This is... new.
The ghost doesn't seem too happy.
Could have something to do with that rock
you were telling me about.
Sarah: Where's your dad?
‐Zoey: Outside, I think. ‐Come on. Now!
Ben?
Ben!
What's wrong?
Everything is going crazy inside!
The lights. The radio.
It's happening upstairs too.
Well, I'm‐‐ I'm having the workers
do an overhaul of the electrical system.
It's probably just a circuit breaker.
Where's your, uh, where's your fuse box?
Down the basement. I'll show you.
It's not the workers.
It's the ghost sending a message loud and clear.
Put the rock back now or else...
‐Or else‐‐ ‐Do not finish that sentence.
You're doing the right thing, Daisy.
I hope so.
The thought of my mother's spirit still in pain‐‐
We'll figure something out as soon as we get Harper back.
I promise.
So does it usually take this long?
Ju‐‐ Just give it a minute.
The crystal probably needs to warm up.
Griffin, we saw a crack. What if‐‐
(radio whirring)
(electricity powering up)
Money can buy you a lot of things,
but a qualified electrician is clearly not one of them.
Well, don't get rid of the guy just yet.
May take some time to find another.
Can't afford too many more setbacks.
Nothing is going to get in the way of this hotel reopening.
And when it does, I will be your first guest.
If that's all right with you.
Of course, it is.
You'll always have a room here, Dad.
No reservation required.
(clears throat)
Uh, shine that light a little‐‐ a little higher, would you, Bennett?
‐(Bennett, Sr. yelps) ‐Dad!
(radio powers down)
‐(Griffin grunting) ‐It isn't working.
Griffin: It has to!
‐Come on! ‐Griffin, stop.
No! I'm not giving up on Harper.
‐(banging on hatch) ‐Open, please. Argh!
Daisy: We'll find another way.
You don't understand, Daisy.
The portal is the only way back,
and it doesn't work with‐‐ without...
‐Where are you going? ‐We have to get the power back on.
Zoey: Listen to us. It has to be ghosts.
‐What happened? ‐Call an ambulance.
Do not call an ambulance.
It was just a little shock.
You lost consciousness, Dad.
Mom...
Hi, I need paramedics to 860 Bayou Road.
I told you, I'm fine.
‐Mom! ‐She's on the phone, Wyatt.
Sarah: Yes. Yes, The Tremont.
My father‐in‐law had an accident.
Fire!
I never should've touched that rock.
Sarah: And now there's smoke coming out of the basement.
Tell them to hurry!
Calm down. There's no need to panic.
Yes, there is. My hat's inside!
The hat can be replaced.
Stay with your sister and brother.
Wait... Where's Griffin?
(both coughing)
Listen. I'll find a fire extinguisher. You call 911.
‐911? ‐Just press the numbers.
Once someone answers, tell 'em it's an emergency.
No, you can't go back in there, Griffin. It isn't safe!
But if the basement burns, we can't get to the bunker.
You'll be trapped here.
And you'll never see Harper again.
Ben: What are you doing in here?
(coughing) We smelled smoke.
Yeah, the fire department's already on the way.
Come on, everyone's waiting outside. Let's go.
(ominous music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
Take it easy tonight.
Any headaches, nausea, dizziness,
I want you to go to the closest ER, understood?
‐I'm fine, really. ‐Understood?
Understood.
Dad, I don't know what to say.
All clear. Smoke's pretty much gone too.
Check for toxicity?
Yeah. And she's clean.
So it's safe to go back inside?
Yes, ma'am. I'd open up some windows,
though you've already got a pretty good draft in there.
Especially on the second floor.
Is there something else?
Anyone living in room 205?
No one.
We use it mostly for storage. Why?
When I was checking it out, I noticed it seemed very cold.
And I saw what I thought was smoke,
but it was just this mist,
like you see in the mornings out in the pastures.
Anyway, nothing was burning, so I locked it back up.
Thank you.
Topher: You know what we're gonna hear, don't you?
Wyatt: "No logical explanation."
When we all know exactly what the explanation is.
‐But will they listen to us? ‐Nope.
Because you guys have been screaming the same thing for days.
I mean, you've heard of Chicken Little, right?
Yeah, yeah. "The sky is falling."
But in this case, it really is!
There's a ghost in that hotel.
I don't know, maybe there are two ghosts. Or maybe 100!
Topher! Harper!
Thank God, you're all right.
Come on. Let's go home.
Wyatt: Bye, guys.
It's getting worse.
There's no telling how this is gonna end.
Especially when we don't even know where it began.
Harper: There he is.
He paces when he's thinking.
His grown‐up self does that too.
What are you doing? Or maybe I should ask, what are you planning?
What does it look like?
I've got business with the judge.
There's things he needs to hear.
Like what, exactly?
Well, first, I'm gonna call him a no‐good, lying grifter,
then I'm gonna get him to admit what he did.
He's a judge, Sam. You can't do any of that.
Oh, yeah?
Watch me!
Out of my way, Daisy.
Sam!
You promised! You gave us your word
that we could stay on the land!
Now, now. Easy there, young man.
Come on, Sam.
I'm sure the judge is very busy.
‐Papa's waiting for us at home. ‐She's right, son.
You listen to your sister and your daddy.
And remember, he did this for you.
Let go! I needed to make our case
since you and Papa won't!
Sure, Papa, I get, all filled with sadness over Mother.
But if you were really Daisy, you'd be fighting this too,
right alongside me.
It's a losing battle, Topher. Can't you see...
Who's Topher?
I don't know. I just‐‐ Look, Sam‐‐
You just...
stay away from me!
Finch case is on the docket for tomorrow.
Make sure you have the brief ready and organized.
associate: Already in the works.
That kid sure caused a ruckus back there.
Oh, nothin' to worry about.
You got the document for their farm?
If you mean the original that Elijah signed,
got it right here.
You want me to tear it up?
It can go out with tonight's trash.
I'll take care of it tomorrow.
It'll be safe here till then.
Harper.
‐Where have you been? ‐It doesn't matter.
I know where the real document is,
and I know how we're gonna get our hands on it.
Dad. Dad, slow down.
Sarah: You don't have to leave tonight.
Uh, didn't they tell you to rest?
What? How am I gonna rest in that... place?
The sander, the porch, the fuse box?
Haunted, cursed, or just falling apart,
The Tremont is a lawsuit waiting to happen.
Ben: Look, Dad...
Come on, we've been working together and it's...
It's been good.
Until today! The contractors have all backed out.
No amount of money is going to insure this place.
I wanted it to work out.
I really did.
But it's useless!
Plain and simple, that place wants us out.
I'm sorry, Bennett. Sarah.
It's not fair.
So? What are you? Like some big fancy judge?
I've been called a lot of things, but never fancy.
If you don't mind me asking,
I read somewhere about this law
that it's illegal to tie your alligator up to a fire hydrant.
You ever hear that?
I can't say that I have.
Yup, it's pretty amazing what they come up with these days, huh?
You know, I'm thinking, I wanna be a lawyer when I'm older.
I mean, I'm pretty good in school
and I like helping people... and alligators.
Oh, that's dandy, little lady.
But shouldn't you be a little more practical in your ambitions?
Find yourself a lawyer to marry.
Not sure I understand.
Nothing wrong with being married to a lawyer.
Just ask my wifey.
Grandpa must've been really spoked to bail on you.
‐If I just knew the answer. ‐To what?
All of this.
This hotel...
its secrets, the mystery...
What's in the mirror? What's in the basement?
Why won't it let us finish this place...
or, God forbid, open it?
(loudly): We're good people!
You hear me?
(Ben scoffs)
All we want to do is open this place back up again,
give it another chance.
What's so wrong with that? Huh?
Why won't you let us?
You know what?
You may have driven my father away,
but I'm not giving up.
(loudly): You hear me?
We will not give up.
Not today, not tomorrow, not ever!
We're finishing the work and we're opening this hotel
and you just‐‐
You better get used to it!
You go, Dad!
Savannah: Harper!
I did what I could to slow him down,
and then he did this whole
"ladies can't be lawyers, only wifeys" thing.
So 1930s.
‐Did you get it? ‐It's right here.
I checked it. It's the one Elijah signed,
letting him keep the house.
So what now? Do we give it to Elijah?
Sam? The Supreme Court?
Or maybe "The People's Court"?
Oh, wait, no. Television's not been invented yet.
Savannah! We're gonna get this document
once and for all into the right hands,
but not into the hands you think.
I've told you a hundred times that place is cursed!
I don't understand why you won't listen to me and why you keep going back.
Don't you want us to have friends?
Of course, I do, baby.
I'm not saying you can't be friends with other kids
or the Campbell kids.
It's just... that hotel and‐‐
And the ghosts who dwell there.
That's not what I was gonna say.
But you were thinking it.
You said our dad was drawn to it.
And you were before the Campbells showed up, right?
‐Right. ‐And I couldn't stay away.
And now, you can't either.
(chuckles) That's nonsense.
The only time I go there is when I'm chasing after you two.
And, yes, your dad had an obsession with it
because... it was in his family.
And when you married him, you became a part of his family.
Just as other women who married into our family did.
It wasn't the man's land or her land.
It became their land.
You got a lot from going through that old trunk.
All you have to do is look at our family tree.
All right, you two need to go to bed.
Okay, so we'll table this?
I'm not changing my mind.
You will if The Tremont wants you to.
‐Good night, Mom. ‐Good night.
You were pretty good back there.
Had me snowed.
I meant it. Every word.
Good night, sis.
I'm sorry it took so long.
You're here now. Let's get going.
Ben: Griffin!
There you are. I need another pair of hands.
Unless you got something else to do?
Oh, no, um... be right there.
All right.
Here, take this and go back.
‐You're not coming? ‐There's no time.
You need to switch with Harper
and make sure she gets back here.
Then you'll stay in the past, where you belong,
and she'll stay in the present.
And the world will be right again.
Just use the other door and... be careful.
(sighs)
What?
Just... goodbye is all.
Goodbye, Daisy. Good luck.
Ben: Griffin, come on, son. This can't wait!
Coming!
Sam, have you seen Savannah?
I thought she might be helping you out again.
No. Not all day.
I've been up at 205 working on locating that draft.
Still can't pinpoint it.
Only Mrs. Henderson would complain about a draft
in the heat of a Louisiana summer.
If Savannah turns up, I'll be sure to send her your way.
Much appreciated.
Savannah! Are you down there?
Oh, no!
(groaning)
Why can't you tell me what the plan is, Harper?
I mean, what else can we do
but show the paper to Elijah?
(leaves rustling)
Harper? What is it?
Harper: Shh. Do you hear that?
Someone's there.
You're back!
Hi, you must be Savannah.
Nice to meet you, Daisy.
‐Where's Griffin? ‐His father needed him for something.
So he sent me back alone.
He said we have to switch places right away.
I'm ready, and I assume you are too.
Boy, this is crazy, seeing you two together.
I mean, the resemblance is truly uncanny.
So no one in the present figured it out?
There were some pretty close calls. How about you?
Plenty of the same. Your brother, Sam, was nearly onto me.
(chuckles) Same with Topher.
I'm gonna miss that kid.
And I'll miss Sam and your father.
Thanks for letting me borrow your mother.
It was nice... having one again.
And, for me, nice having a father back.
There's something you need to know about the farm.
That eventually it was turned into a hotel?
Sooner than you probably know.
Judge Walker bought it.
Uh, excuse me, but shouldn't that be stole it?
The judge tricked your dad with a switch of the documents.
All you have to do is take this inside,
show your father, and the land stays yours forever.
That's wonderful.
Only it's not what you're going to do.
It's not?
But if we can save the farm...
We're not going to, Daisy.
In fact, that's the last thing you're going to do.
Harper: Next time on "Secrets of Sulphur Springs"...
(gasps)
Caroline: Sam took a fall down the basement stairs.
‐He's unconscious. ‐No.
Is he‐‐ Is he gone?
Daisy, what are you still doing here?
You were supposed to switch back with Harper.
I think our ghost is on notice, thanks to your dad.
Or he made her mad.
Sarah: It feels calm around here.
Do you trust it?
Ben: Not for a second.
Don't turn around, Zoey.