NARRATOR: Previously, on Hardy Boys...
‐ Where's your nephew now?
MRS. KHAN: Three weeks ago, he disappeared.
And I believe you're the man to find him.
[thwacks] [grunts]
FENTON: Rupert Khan? ‐ Yeah.
‐ You knew my wife. ‐ I was helping her
to destroy the Circle of The Eye.
GLORIA: Ever since I heard they found that piece on the boat,
I've been thinking about my successor.
The legacy of The Eye will fall to you, Francis.
‐ "The only place The Eye can be broken or reforged
"is in the chamber of The Eye where we discovered it.
I think that it's the only place it can be destroyed, as well."
[Joe yells, thuds]
[screaming]
FRANK: He does something crazy every time I don't listen to him.
‐ So, why didn't you listen?
‐ Because he wants to destroy The Eye and I don't. That's why.
He is right about one thing, though. We'd probably be safer without it.
CALLIE: Okay, so just tell him he was right... when we find him.
‐ [laughing] You okay? [clanking]
JOE: Yeah.
‐ When you've lost as much as we have,
sometimes you have to take big risks.
GEORGE: We have gone too far this time!
We have blood on our hands.
‐ We are not responsible for those deaths.
VICTOR: You cannot simply walk away from the Circle, George.
GEORGE: No, I can't wait. It's not safe here anymore.
They're coming.
I have to get out of Bridgeport tonight.
I'll contact you when I land.
[phone clicks in cradle]
Wait there.
[clanging]
♪ intense music playing ♪
‐ It's them.
It's the Circle, isn't it?
[box clangs shut]
Let me help.
GEORGE: Gloria...
You are my daughter, and I will always love you.
But you will never be part of the Circle of The Eye.
GLORIA: Just tell me why.
What did I do?
‐ It isn't your fault, darling.
It's mine.
[door thuds closed]
I know one day you'll understand.
And I hope you'll forgive me.
Goodbye, Gloria.
♪
[crickets chirping]
FRANK: Joe, wake up. ‐ Aah!
‐ Get dressed. Attic. Five minutes. Hurry up.
Don't let this go to your head.
But... you were right.
‐ I like where this is going already.
‐ I've thought about it, and we need to destroy The Eye.
‐ Nice to have you on board.
What do you think I was trying to do this whole time?
‐ You wanted to destroy one piece of it. That's not enough.
We need to destroy the entire thing.
‐ And how do you suppose we do that?
I mean, even if we could get the other two pieces, which we can't,
the only place that it can be destroyed is the chamber.
And we have no idea where that is.
This map is useless.
[thwacks]
‐ Maybe not.
I think we missed something.
George built that entire room
to hide everything he knew about The Eye.
He even hid it from his own daughter.
The way to the chamber is in there. I'm sure of it.
‐ Well, even if it was, Grandma wouldn't just let you walk in.
FRANK: She would if she thinks I'm gonna give her what she wants.
JOE: She wants you. FRANK: She wants control of The Eye.
That's our leverage.
‐ What's this? STEFAN: Just came in.
My dossier on the man who attacked the Astghik,
killed the crew, and stole your piece of The Eye.
Turns out he was a known associate of Victor Nabokov.
Ex‐military. Did the dirty work for the family.
‐ Victor died months before the attack.
He couldn't possibly have ordered it.
STEFAN: That's what concerns me, ma'am.
‐ He must have named a successor.
The Nabokovs, the Khans, and the Estabrooks.
All the families back in play.
The rivalry of one generation,
passing on to the next.
JOE: You can't just give her the piece.
If you do, she won't have any reason to tell you anything.
‐ This is the best shot we have!
If you have another idea, let's hear it,
but for right now, this is the best option.
‐ So, you're going undercover.
‐ Mom wanted to expose the truth, and bring down the Circle.
No Eye, no Circle.
Let's finish what she started.
♪ theme music playing ♪
[door squeaks open]
‐ Frank?
‐ Yeah, I'm just going to work. TRUDY: Can you come here, please?
[door closes]
[Frank clears his throat]
‐ What's up?
[clears throat]
‐ I'm gonna ask you something, and I want you to level with me, okay?
‐ Yeah, yeah. Sure. Of course.
‐ That thing. The... The piece.
It's here, isn't it?
‐ No.
‐ Frank.
Stop.
Look, I know you think I'm some sort of obstacle
that you have to get by...
‐ I don't think that.
‐ Okay, maybe sometimes just a little bit.
[Trudy sighs]
‐ Look, I get it.
I may not know what that thing even is, but...
[exhales]
I know a lot of people have been hurt because of it.
I want it out of the house.
‐ Okay.
I'm working on it.
I gotta go.
I'll talk to you later.
[door opens]
[door closes]
‐ Miss me?
‐ Don't flatter yourself.
I see you've come to your senses.
I'll take the piece now, Mr. Cox.
‐ [grunting]: Hold on. Hold on.
It took me forever to climb through that window,
so just give me a minute.
[grunts]
Things didn't exactly go as planned.
I don't have it.
GLORIA: Stefan‐‐ ‐ I had the Khan piece.
‐ Had?
‐ And I lost it.
‐ To whom?
‐ You make me an offer, and I will tell you.
‐ You know, you're as bad a negotiator as you are a thief.
‐ Ouch. I'm not gonna hold that against you,
because we're such good friends. ‐ Stefan, get in here, please.
‐ She has two pieces now.
GLORIA: Who has? ‐ This 16‐year‐old girl. Okay?
I got a little bit ambitious, went after her, this happened.
‐ A 16‐year‐old girl did that to you? ‐ No.
No, not her specifically. She has... people.
‐ People.
This is what we're going to do.
You want to get paid,
you finish the job.
My two grandsons are in possession of my piece of The Eye.
‐ [chuckles] You want to steal from your own grandkids?
‐ It's not stealing. It's already mine.
[scoffs]
‐ Yeah, okay. Fine. You got a deal.
Now? ‐ No, tomorrow. Yes, now.
‐ Okay.
♪
[door opens, bell jingles]
‐ Hey.
‐ Oh, hey. [door shuts]
CALLIE: Called your house. Your aunt said you were here.
How's Joe doing?
[dishes clattering] ‐ He's fine.
You know Joe. Nothing really phases him.
‐ [chuckles softly] And you?
‐ Well, other than trying to navigate the inner politics
of a menacing secret society run by my grandmother,
I'm doing great. ‐ Right.
Seriously, whatever issues the two of you have had in the past,
she's still your grandmother,
and I don't think she would ever do anything to hurt you.
‐ You'd think so, right?
‐ Which is way more than I can say about Stacy.
Do you actually think Stacy's gonna help you?
‐ What are you talking about?
‐ I saw her kiss you.
‐ Callie, that was... that was nothing.
‐ But that girl is using you.
You can see that. Right?
Or are you actually just like every other guy
the second a girl shows him the slightest bit of attention?
‐ That's actually not what's happening,
but if you want to take it out on me because Chet broke up with you,
then you, you go right ahead.
[video game beeping]
‐ You know, for such a smart guy, you can be pretty dumb sometimes.
‐ Callie. Callie, wait. [bell on front door jingles]
[door closes] STACY: Ooh. What was that?
[Stacy grunts]
‐ Nothing.
‐ That did not look like nothing.
You know, it's funny. I'm actually starting to enjoy
all the silly high school drama.
Like, no wonder her boyfriend dumped her, right?
Come on. Everybody knows.
‐ She saw us kiss.
‐ Well, it's probably better that she knows about us.
‐ Us?
‐ Yeah. Us.
Now that Joe's safe, you and I can move ahead with our plan.
‐ And what plan is that, exactly?
‐ Frank, we want the same thing.
‐ We do?
‐ Yes.
To get revenge on the people who made us orphans.
‐ I'm not an orphan.
‐ Frank, do you even know where your father is?
‐ Um...
‐ Hey.
It's okay, though.
Because we have each other.
[geese squawking]
[door opens]
[Fenton chuckles]
FENTON: Not exactly the presidential suite.
RUPERT: It's fine. It's a good place to lay low.
[Rupert sighs] FENTON: Good.
'Cause you're gonna have to stay put till we get some answers.
Don't answer the door.
‐ With what we been through, don't worry.
‐ You think your aunt's gonna play along?
‐ She's gonna have no choice.
‐ All right. Thank you, Rupert.
‐ Laura was a friend. She deserves justice.
‐ All right. I'll see you soon.
Listen, okay? ‐ Yeah, yeah.
‐ Call me the second Kanika calls you.
‐ Okay. ‐ You have my number.
‐ Yeah.
[door closes]
[knocking on door]
[Joe exhales, door opens]
‐ Hi.
You okay?
‐ Yeah.
Mm‐hmm. Perfect, just like five minutes ago.
‐ I'm gonna go take a shower.
You're gonna be fine, right?
‐ I think I'll make it.
‐ Okay. Well, um...
Call if you need me. Okay?
Bye.
[door closes]
‐ Geez. You fall down one mineshaft...
[sighs softly]
[soft noises outside]
[knocking on window]
[distant shower spraying]
You look terrible.
‐ Thanks.
You gonna let me in?
‐ No. Don't think so.
‐ Okay. One, you are way too young to be this cynical.
Okay? Two,
I've run into a bit of bad luck with my last job.
It didn't exactly go according to plan.
‐ Maybe you should find a different job.
‐ It's not the job. It's the people.
Come on, buddy.
♪ playful music playing ♪
‐ If I let you in, you do what I say,
and you leave when I tell you.
‐ Yeah. Your house, your rules. Got it.
♪
Gah. All right.
[grunts]
[pained grunting]
[exhales]
I am fine by the way. Don't need any help.
‐ I've let you into my house twice. I've helped you enough.
[exhales]
‐ Well, Joey, now that you mention it‐‐
‐ What do you want?
[distant door opens]
‐ Are you expecting company?
‐ No. Wait here.
[door closes]
And don't touch anything.
FENTON: Hello?
Hey. Remember me?
[Fenton laughing] ‐ Dad!
‐ Oh.
JOE: I missed you so much.
‐ Missed you more.
‐ I sincerely doubt that. [kisses]
[both laughing]
No more trips.
‐ No more trips. ‐ Ever again.
‐ Ever again, no more trips?
[laughing] ‐ Yeah.
‐ Where's your brother?
‐ Probably at work.
‐ He's at work, huh?
‐ Yeah, yeah. He got a job at Wilt's.
The dorky hat and everything.
‐ Frank got a job at Wilt's? ‐ Yeah.
He still can't make a coffee to save his life, though.
[laughs]
‐ You look a little taller, maybe.
‐ Wait. Wait, really?
‐ Well... actually, maybe not.
[laughs] [thudding upstairs]
What's that? ‐ Oh. Oh, that was nothing.
Probably just Trudy.
Let me take your bags.
FENTON: [chuckles] Hey.
Hey, buddy. It's okay.
It's okay.
I'm gonna be home for a while, okay?
‐ Listen, I know you said you're okay,
but do you want me to make you a sandwich?
‐ Sure, yeah. I'll, I'll take a sandwich.
[screams]
[door closes, screaming continues]
♪ tense music playing ♪
[objects clinking] FENTON: Hey.
Trudy. Hey. ‐ Hey, Fent.
You're back. ‐ Are you okay?
‐ There's a man in Joe's room.
FENTON: Who are you?
‐ Who are you?
‐ What's he doing here?
‐ You know him?
[door thuds closed]
‐ Well, one of you better tell me what's going on.
‐ His name's JB.
He's a friend.
He got hurt, so I was helping out.
‐ He's not your friend. ‐ Yes, he is.
‐ He kidnapped you. ‐ He what?
♪
Start talking.
JOE: So, the tall man killed everybody on the boat,
chased after Ern,
who you might remember held me at knifepoint at the barbecue.
Then he chased me through the carnival,
into some haunted‐‐ ‐ Wait, he came after you?
‐ Yeah, he was going for the piece of The Eye that Joe found.
JOE: Then Frank took a test to get into some fancy school
started by Grandma's dad,
that turned out to be a training ground for a secret society.
Oh, and we decoded this message
that told us where the idol was gonna be sold.
We figured that if we knew who the buyer was,
they might be able to tell us what Mom was working on.
‐ You missed a lot.
‐ So, did you call the police? Did you tell them everything?
‐ Jesse knows everything, but her hands are tied because of Chief Collig.
‐ I'm not following. What's wrong with Ezra?
‐ He's involved. FENTON: What?
‐ He's corrupt.
‐ Do you realize how serious an accusation that is, Frank?
Do you have proof?
‐ Dad, this piece of fabric was found at the drop site,
and it matches a tear in Collig's coat.
‐ Wait, how did you match that?
‐ Well, I‐‐ I...
I broke into his house.
‐ Well, I don't know where to start.
Do you realize how lucky the two of you are that you weren't hurt?
Or even worse?
And Trudy, where were you in all this?
‐ I‐‐ ‐ It's not her fault.
She tried to stop us.
‐ You know what? We're gonna deal with that later.
Do you have the piece of The Eye?
Well, where is it?
‐ Don't worry. It's safe.
‐ Go get it. Now. Go!
[running footsteps down stairs]
I expected better judgment from you.
‐ Seriously? FENTON: Yeah.
‐ Me.
JOE: Frank!
[rustling in drawer] No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
♪ tense music playing ♪
FRANK: What? What's wrong? ‐ It's gone.
‐ What? ‐ It's gone.
‐ JB.
[phone dialing]
FENTON [over phone]: Hello? ‐ Fenton.
She's on her way.
When can you get back here?
FENTON [over phone]: I'll leave as soon as I can.
‐ Ah, I'd like you to be here sooner than that.
Please, you gotta hurry.
‐ Okay. I'm on my way.
[phone clicks in cradle] ‐ You're leaving?
‐ Yeah. JOE: Again?
FRANK: Where are you going? ‐ I'm gonna go see Rupert.
This is all connected. I want you to stay put,
and I'll be home soon.
‐ Dad, we have to get the piece.
‐ Dad, Joe's right. Whatever else is going on right now
won't matter if they get all three pieces.
‐ Guys, this no longer concerns you.
I don't want you going anywhere near anybody
that has anything to do with The Eye, or anything else.
‐ Well, it's a little late for that now. They're already involved.
‐ And that should have never happened.
‐ You weren't here.
‐ Excuse me?
‐ What did you expect? That we were just gonna sit around and do nothing?
‐ No, you've done enough, And now it's no longer your problem.
‐ Dad, you just‐‐ you don't‐‐ FENTON: Hey!
Stay out of it.
[footsteps departing]
[door squeaks shut, lock clicks]
‐ Sorry, boys.
You know how he is.
[footsteps departing]
‐ Where are you going?
‐ If we want to destroy The Eye,
we have to get all three pieces in the chamber before the Circle does.
‐ We don't even know where the chamber is.
We don't even have a piece.
‐ Oh, I think I know someone who does.
‐ If you want to convince Grandma that you're on her side,
you need to go all in, or she won't believe you.
‐ You're right.
‐ Wait here.
Take these.
‐ Thanks.
‐ Good luck.
[sighs]
[knocking]
‐ Rupert.
I'm so relieved.
Are you... you all right?
‐ I'm fine. [Mrs. Khan exhales]
Fenton Hardy found me before your people could finish the job.
MRS. KHAN: You know.
‐ Yeah, we know.
That you hired me to get me out of Bridgeport?
That you tore up his apartment. You beat him up,
so you could find out what him and Laura knew.
Did you kill my wife?
‐ Of course not.
‐ Did you kill Victor Nabokov?
‐ Victor died before the last part of The Eye was found.
[scoffs] What reason would I have had to kill Victor?
‐ Oh, I don't know. Two pieces of The Eye.
‐ Twice as useless without the Estabrook piece, so no.
I would not have taken that risk. Put myself in the position I'm in now.
‐ What position?
‐ The Khans are no longer in possession of their piece of The Eye.
Someone stole it from me.
FENTON: Who?
MRS. KHAN: I'm not certain,
but I believe there's a new person acting against the Circle.
Possibly the same person who killed Victor.
‐ And Laura.
‐ So, all of this planning, and you lost it.
All the time you spent trying to cut my father out of the family,
hunting and nearly killing your own nephew,
and you have nothing.
‐ Rupert, I don't believe anyone could say that I have nothing.
This belonged to your wife, Mr. Hardy.
It may provide some answers for you.
‐ You stole that from my flat.
MRS. KHAN: Yes.
‐ What is it? RUPERT: It's a message to Laura.
From her grandfather.
She sent it to me when she thought her life was in danger.
I never had a chance to listen to it.
‐ You're not gonna just give me this tape and walk out of here.
You're gonna help us.
‐ Or what?
Are you going to arrest me, Mr. Hardy?
RUPERT: He won't have to.
We know all your enemies.
FENTON: There's blood on your hands.
So I'm gonna make you a deal.
And you're gonna take it.
‐ Thank you, Mr. Cox.
I look forward to never seeing you again.
[Frank scoffs]
‐ I knew it.
You know, Joe's probably the one person on Earth
who actually liked and trusted you.
He helped you, and this is what you go and do?
‐ Frank...
I was hired to do a job.
[scoffs]
FRANK: Who hires a thief to steal from their own grandson?
‐ Francis. FRANK: And him?
He put a target on Joe's back.
He brought him right here as a hostage to trade.
‐ I tried to be patient.
And then I grew tired of it.
‐ You said that you cared about us.
‐ Stefan, show Mr. Cox out. I need a moment with my grandson.
Come with me.
Francis, I'm not happy about the way this has all transpired.
But I'm asking you, what would you have had me do?
You could have given this to me at any time,
but you chose not to.
You even lied to me about having it.
You ignored the dangers you were putting you and your brother in.
You seem to feel entitled,
as if you had more right to the thing than I.
And I gave you time.
Time to see the bigger picture.
‐ I was going to give it to you.
But you stole it before I could.
I told Joe that you wanted what we wanted,
and that I was sick of the games.
He begged me to wait.
Told me that we had to agree, because we were family.
I told him that you were family, too.
‐ Families don't always agree.
‐ I think I understand why you did it.
'Cause you had to.
And The Eye, it's bigger than everything.
‐ [softly]: Yes.
So.
Why did you come here just now?
‐ To tell you that JB stole our piece.
And to return these.
‐ Oh.
The journal. Thank you.
FRANK: We never did figure out what it was for.
It was on the wall.
‐ Yes, yes. I know. I remember.
Thank you, Francis.
‐ So what do we do now?
‐ Well, we protect the family legacy.
And reclaim our place in the Circle.
[doorbell chimes]
You go ahead.
♪ mysterious music playing ♪
♪
[thuds]
[tape winding] [footsteps approaching]
‐ What are you doing?
‐ Just give me a minute. Okay, Joe?
GEORGE [on tape]: One can never know what The Eye has planned.
The Circle thinks they do.
But such power is not meant to be controlled,
and that, my dear Laura, is why I must go.
I've decided to flee with my piece of The Eye.
If it remains, it can be made whole by the other families.
But as long as the pieces forever remain apart,
The Eye can do no more harm.
No one can ever know where I am taking the Estabrook piece,
least of all, your mother,
who can only see the possibilities, but not the consequences.
[thuds closed] GLORIA: Enough.
[knocking]
Come in.
[doors open]
‐ Our deepest sympathies on the loss of your father.
[doors close] ‐ Give us the room.
Now, Laura. ‐ I know where the door is.
[doors open] SERGEI: It's not easy losing a parent, ah?
‐ Somehow, I don't think you share my loss.
‐ Your father and I had our differences.
He had his ideas.
He wasn't very interested in listening to ours.
AHMED: His ideas threatened The Eye.
Reaching out, as you did,
it was the right decision.
SERGEI: We know you were not his chosen successor.
But if you know the location of his piece,
that could change your situation.
‐ Until all parts of The Eye have been accounted for,
we cannot discuss your future in the Circle.
Where is his piece?
‐ I have no idea.
Don't sit.
[Sergei grunts]
My father never respected my opinion.
He treated me like an outsider.
But the Circle is bigger than my father.
It's bigger than all of us.
That's the reason I called you when he tried to flee with his piece.
We mustn't let our past differences
get in the way of our future.
‐ Agreed.
‐ When I find my piece of The Eye,
I will remember this moment.
And I can promise you, I won't repeat his mistakes.
‐ You're wiser than he gave you credit for.
GEORGE [on tape]: Laura, by now you know I was not a perfect man,
and my sins will no doubt catch up with me.
You are the only one I trust.
Your music box is the key. Use it when the time is right,
and you'll learn the truth about everything.
Whatever you decide to do with that knowledge,
I know you'll do it for the right reasons.
I only ask that you never let your mother,
or anyone else, reassemble The Eye.
‐ Where's Frank?
JOE: At Grandma's. TRUDY: He's where?
♪
[crickets chirping] [fire crackling]
♪ tense music playing ♪
[combination lock clicking]
[door opens]
[door closes, lock clicks]
‐ Do you have any idea how happy I am
that you're here with me?
Especially now.
‐ Why now?
‐ You're an asset.
[scoffs]
Don't look so surprised, my darling. [doors open]
STEFAN: The guests have arrived, ma'am.
‐ Thank you, Stefan.
Ah, Kanika. Thank you for coming.
And finally, I meet the infamous Anastasia Nabokov.
‐ Why are we here, Gloria?
GLORIA: After a long and circuitous journey,
I'm happy to report that the Estabrook piece of The Eye
has finally found its way home.
Thanks to Francis,
my grandson, and my successor.
Please. Won't you all come in?
‐ I didn't know Victor had a daughter.
[scoffs]
‐ That's because he hid his daughter from you.
Hey, Frank.
GLORIA: So, here we are.
The Circle is complete again.
And The Eye can be used as it was intended,
in cooperation by all of us, and all who come after us.
We have been broken for too long.
‐ Because of your father.
‐ No, because of all of our fathers.
Because of their ambition, and greed.
My father only broke The Eye
as a last resort to ensure cooperation.
‐ Or to ensure control.
Your father acted alone. Do you remember that part, Gloria?
STACY: Which one of you two killed my father?
Or was it both of you?
Just all this talk about fathers got me thinking about‐‐
‐ We learnt that Victor's death was of natural causes.
‐ There's nothing natural about a neurotoxin.
He lived, by the way, for a few more painful days.
Just long enough to tell me what I needed to know.
‐ And what was that?
‐ That you're both vipers.
MRS. KHAN: And what sort of snake did he say he was?
[laughs]
‐ [inhales sharply] Why are you even here?
Don't you need to have a piece of The Eye in order to be a part of the Circle?
MRS. KAHN: Yes, I see him in you.
You're the one who stole it.
‐ No. She did.
I stole it from the thief she hired when he tried to steal mine, too.
GLORIA: No, you stole my piece from my boat
moments after it was found.
‐ Well, after you didn't know where it was for how long again?
GLORIA: Our families, for the past 30 years,
have worked against one another.
It's time we came together.
It's time for a truce.
STACY: A truce. So that we can hug and make up.
‐ My grandmother's right.
Everyone in this room has lost something to The Eye.
But this isn't about the damage that's been done.
This is a chance to work together.
We should take it.
‐ [scoffs] That's really sweet, Frank.
But this party sucks.
GLORIA: Wait.
I have one piece of The Eye, and you have two.
We need one another.
‐ What kind of person would I be
if I made a deal with someone who killed my father?
[footsteps departing]
‐ Stacy, wait. ‐ What?
‐ Just come inside. We can figure this out.
‐ You and me, or you and Gloria?
[Mrs. Khan laughing]
‐ What is so funny, Kanika?
‐ I'm sorry, but this...
This is just all so absurd.
‐ Why is that?
‐ You know, I... I, I had wondered for a while
if Victor's death might have been an inside job, but...
seeing that girl today,
it's clear it wasn't.
‐ They are gonna make the same mistakes as they always have, Frank.
Her, and the generation before her.
But we'd be different.
We can fix what they've ruined.
[exhales sharply]
‐ You don't want to destroy The Eye. You want it for yourself.
You're the same as everyone else. ‐ I am nothing like them.
Look, and I know that you aren't, either.
It's not too late to start again the right way, Frank.
Just you and me.
You know whatever happens now is on you.
Goodbye, Frank.
[footsteps departing]
‐ I don't think there's gonna be a truce.
‐ No. I don't think there will be.
‐ So what now?
‐ I'm not sure.
But you're on the inside now, Francis.
What would you do?
♪
[crickets chirping, owl hoots]
FENTON: Frank?
[footsteps approaching]
Come on. We're going.
‐ No. ‐ Get up. Now.
‐ I'm not going anywhere.
‐ Son.
You're not safe here.
There are things that you don't understand.
‐ There's things that you don't understand.
Trust me.
I'm where I'm supposed to be.
You go home.
GLORIA: He's made his decision, Fenton.
‐ We're not done here.
[footsteps departing]
[door opens, bell jingles]
[door shuts]
♪ pop song playing over speakers ♪
STACY: Expecting someone else?
‐ What are you doing here?
‐ Have you heard from Frank recently?
‐ Why?
‐ "Hey, Callie.
"I'm so sorry about everything that's happened.
"Meet me at Wilt's so that we can talk.
Frank."
[laughs]
You know, I was gonna add "XO,"
but then I remembered you two haven't kissed yet,
so that wouldn't seem very realistic.
‐ Can you just leave me alone?
‐ Sure thing.
You know, it's funny, though.
I can't shake this feeling that something really bad is about to happen.
It's like in the pit of my stomach.
I can just tell that something's off.
Has that ever happened to you?
I'll see you real soon, Callie.
[bells jingling]
[door closes]
‐ ♪ Sorry ♪
[distant indistinct chatter]
STACY: We can give you a lift.
‐ I'm good. Thanks.
‐ I'm so sorry to do this. It demeans us both.
But get in the van, Callie.
♪ ominous music playing ♪
[screaming]
[man grunts, door slams]
♪