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A little? Jack... There you are. You promised to take me to dinner. Oh, was that tonight? No, but I am here. Um, Lindsey and Alexa, this is Nicole. His girlfriend. So nice to meet you. And how are you enjoying our city? Oh, you know what they say, a bad day in Paris is better than a good day anywhere else. How charming. Come on, mom, we have that thing. Right. We have a thing. So... Where do you want to go? Wherever you want. Um... I was thinking Italian. Okay. Mm-hmm? You okay? Of course, I'm okay. Why wouldn't i be okay? Just checking. Look who's worrying about who. You guys just looked so cute, dancing. You said we looked terrible. But you were terrible together.
Yeah, well, we're not together. Look at that. The city of lights. The city of love. Let's just stick with city of lights. And the best chocolate ever? Ooh... Well, "we'll always have chocolate." Mm! Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. I hope it doesn't go by too quickly. It will. I have our whole day planned. I'd expect nothing else. First, we'll see the rue du tertre. There's a secret little corner I want to show you. Maybe we should invite Jack. No, no, no, he's seen it all. Yeah, that's right, i have seen it all. Hey, uh, Jean Paul, you mind saving some of these pastries for some of our other guests? Thank you. Ladies, how was your evening? Good. And dinner with Nicole? Oh, uh... You know, dinner's dinner. Would you like another croissant? Oh, no, you were going to save those for the other guests. Yeah. Hey, um, you should know this, uh, thing, with, uh, Nicole and I, it-it's nothing serious, it's just casual.
Okay. Yeah, you know, it's only been, like, uh, a few weeks. Okay. That's actually, uh, that's not true, it's been a little longer than that. Cas'. Yes. Casual. Because you're committed to your hotel. Yes... correct. So, I thought we'd start with the rue du tertre, and then see the louvre. Mom... You are not going to believe how small that Mona Lisa is. Are we not going to talk about this whole Jack thing? No. Because I'm here for you. And that's the only reason. Speaking of which, um, could you be a little... Less there for me? Okay, maybe a little. Can I get you anything, ladies? Jp, if you're free tomorrow, we'd like to invite you to an art show. I'm totally free. I thought you might be. It's just like i pictured it! It hasn't changed at all. Did you come here a lot? All the time. I used to come here and paint. Maybe one day, I'll come set up here, too. Excusez-moi, monsieur?
Est-ce-que c'est possible que-tu te souviens de moi? Pink easel? I used to come here a long, long time ago. Mais oui... The pink easel, i remember. With a young artist behind it, she wanted to paint all of montmartre. We artists, we are just children who refuse to lay down their crayons, non? Kathryn! I wasn't sure you'd come back. I wasn't going to, but something Lindsey said made me change my mind. Well, I am charming when you get to know me. Whatever she said, I'm glad you're back. I was working on your portrait. Oh, may I have a look? No, no, no, no, no... You, uh, can see it at the show. You're putting it in a show? You can't be serious. Tomorrow. You come, hmm? Actually, I was planning on leaving tomorrow. So soon? I really only came to see it all again. Oh, you've seen it all, huh? Non... Well, there is one more place. Yeah? Pont Neuf. Oh, Pont Neuf! The last love locks bridge.
I hear they're cutting off the locks. Yes, tragic. 15 years ago, James surprised me with an antique lock, heart-shaped, inscribed with our names. We were likely the oldest couple on that bridge. I thought I'd try to find it and bring it back with me. Well, then let's go. Now? Yes, now. What better time? Oh, but surely, it would be a fool's errand. Then you have the right man for the job. Yes, we'll go, we will find it. It doesn't matter. Well, it matters to you. And besides, I have a confession to make. You have a lock hanging there, too? The love of my life. But it was not meant to be. I'm sorry. Yes, well, the time we had was short, but it was magic. So, how long did you and your James have together? My whole life. I envy you both. Mom? What is it? Nothing. Oh, hey! Bonjour. Uh, madame?
I am on lunch break, may I take you and Alexa to the cafe? Aw... That's so sweet, but, um, my mom and I have plans. Thank you, though. Of course. Another time. You know, you two should go. No. Yes. I have to call Maggie at the office anyway. Go. Are you sure? Yes, positive. Go! Okay, here. And my phone's charged. Okay. How was sightseeing? Sightseeing was great. Oh, what have you got here? Oh, yeah... The cat guy. Cat guy. I... left a couple bikes out there in case you wanted to show Alexa the old route. Oh. Thanks, but she's gone off with jp. Again? I'm gonna have to put that guy on a double shift. Come on, give me a hand.
Thank you, Jack, this is very thoughtful. That's me, monsieur thoughtful. Help me take these bike inside in case you and Alexa want to take them out later... Or... we could go. Now. We? Oui. All right, you know what, just give me a sec, I've got to make a quick phone call. All right, here we go. Right up here. What do you mean? The bikes will be fine. You sure? Yeah. Come on. Jack, isn't it closed? Come on. What have you got up your sleeve? Oh, yeah. Yeah. I won't even ask how you made this happen. Let's just say I have friends in low places. Hmm, so nothing's changed. Nope. The first time we came here, you thought "monet" was a champagne. It isn't? Thank you for bringing me here. You know, it was always so crowded before, I never really saw these.
It's all part of the Paris experience. Hmm, you do this for all your guests? Yeah, of course. Later this afternoon, I'll be closing down the louvre for a ping pong tournament. No, come on, I've never brought a guest back here. I've never brought anyone back here. I'm honored. What? Nothing. Just, looking at you, uh... I wanted to say three words. What three words? "Ooh la la." "Life is the art of drawing without an eraser." Who said that? You did. What? I mean... If I said that, I was probably just quoting Hugo or something. Yeah, well, it stayed. I mean, I've made a few decisions I wish I could erase. Who hasn't had those? What happened to those two people that were us? Life, I guess. I thought for sure I'd be married by now, with a couple kids, a dog, maybe two. Really? Yeah, one day, but...
"One day" never happened. Yet. You know, maybe you're placing too much expectation on "one day." Nah. Mm-mm. It's your fault. You're a hard act to follow. Obviously, not that hard, because you didn't follow... me. Where's that eraser when you need it? Pardon, monsieur? Oh. Yeah, okay. Come on, we gotta go. No, they're... They're gonna wax the floors. Come on. Lindsey, come on! Yeah, and have it by then. We should have the contracts signed... Merci. By Monday. Perfect. That is great. Okay. Lindsey! Trent? I wanted to surprise you. Well, you-you did. What a surprise. Your assistant said you were staying here, and I thought it would be convenient.
Wow... How-how great. - You look beautiful. - Thank you. Come, let's have a drink. Great, okay. Come on. All right, well, take care of his bags, i guess. Throw them in the street? Yeah. I'm kidding. Bring 'em in. Right this way, just watch your step. There we go. Oops, sorry, it's, uh, a little narrow in here. And we're just back here. Here we are. Grab that, thanks. Okay... Voila, huh? Huh... This is cozy. Where should I put this? Uh, the hallway? Can't you find him a better room? Yeah, uh, no, sorry, we're all booked up. Valentine's day. That's not for a while yet. Ah, well, you know Paris, any excuse to celebrate love. Thank you, sir.
Um... On the chance that you're free tonight, I did make us reservations for the three of us at the St. germain. Oh, man, i can't make it. I'm so sorry, I'm working the front desk tonight. I meant Lindsey and her daughter. Oh... Duh, of course, you did. I'm sorry about that. Um, anything else i can help you with? We're good, thank you. Uh, you know what, that's fine. You're gonna need it if you're going to St. germain, and if I were you, i would not order the fish. Great, thank you very much. Excuse me, tight fit. Okay... This is something, huh? Wow, this room is so small... I'm not even sure it's a room. You know, I've been in smaller. Really? Never. So, I hope it's all right that I'm here. I just thought it was really the perfect opportunity to show you our Paris office. You are persistent. Well... Maybe, um, maybe after dinner? Hold on one second. Yup. Trent.
Mm-hmm. Well, I mean, it's not a great time, but, uh... You know, we... Yeah, no, it's okay. Sorry, hold on... It's okay... Mm-hmm. Yup, mm-hmm. Uh, well, you tell them when I'm back in the states that... Hugo... Bonsoir, Nicholas. Please... Merci. Well, I'm sorry that we couldn't find your lock. Here, let me. Thank you. It was good of you to indulge me. I don't know what I was thinking. Well, you were thinking about love, which does strange things to everyone. So maybe I go back to the bridge, and I take a flashlight and bolt cutters. No, if you do, you'll be arrested. Well, it won't be the first time. Oh, dear. It makes me happy when you laugh. It's been a while. How long has it been since you've had a... A decadent, uh... Meal? Dessert. Nicholas!
Chocolat! Oui, monsieur. Tout de suite. You will love this. I'm really sorry that Alexa couldn't join us. Merci. Well, she didn't want to intrude, and also, she's busy falling in love with someone she's only known two days. Well, who hasn't done that, right? Are you trying to sweep me off my feet so you can get my magazine? Please tell me it's working. One foot's off the ground. To the other foot. Oh. You are good. Lindsey, how about we don't talk business tonight? Oh. Oh... Oh, so this would be a... Some might call it a "date." Right, one of those. Or not... No, no, no, we could... No, we could call it a date, yeah. Okay. Good. I'm sorry, I'm a little... I'm a little out of practice. Actually, I am, too, so... Why do I find that hard to believe? It's true.
I, uh... I work, like, 24/7, and, really, i am trying to change that. Starting about 30 seconds ago. How am I doing? Pretty good. - You think? - Mm-hmm. Caviar... Oh, look at this. - Very good. - Yeah? ♪ Coo-coo... You're always working. Oh, really? I always feel like I'm not working enough. I see she's more than just a hotel guest. Oh, this? Oh, come on, it was a lifetime ago. You look happy. Yeah, well, everybody looks happy in sketches. But not everyone digs up old pictures. All right, well, you know, maybe seeing her here has stirred up some old memories, but I told you, it was a lifetime ago. When is she leaving? Um... a couple of days. Is it possible she could leave sooner? Come on, her life is in New York. That's good, because... I am going to Milan next weekend, and I want you to come with me. Milan, wow... Uh, I wish I could, but...
The hotel. I can't. Of course, you can, it's your hotel. Uh, coming! I'm sorry. All right, you are all set. Here are your keys, Owen has your bags, and enjoy your stay. Merci, monsieur. Hey! How was St. germain? Well, you were right, we should not have ordered the fish. I told you. Oh, Trent, this is my daughter. Oh, it is nice to meet you, Alexa. You, too. - And you've already met jp. - Of course. Thank you for that generous tip, sir. So, what have you two been up to tonight? Oh, we had so much fun. We had bread and cheese. And we walked along the seine. Oh, don't forget the rock. Oh, we found this rock that's shaped like a heart! It's good luck. What did you guys do? We had an amazing dinner, and an amazing dessert, and then Trent showed me his offices here, which are... Amazing? Oh, hey! Guys, here is my girlfriend, Nicole, who is also amazing.
Ah, party in the lobby! Ah, and this is Kathryn daltry. Hello. Yes, the exquisite Kathryn daltry. Oh, Hugo, you are too kind. Ah, well, no one's ever accused me of that before. Agreed. And this is Hugo blanchett the artist. Well, I'm more than that, but it will do for now. Hugo, pleasure to meet you Trent greer. Bonjour, Mr. greer. Hugo is Alexa's painting teacher. Yours too. I did not know you painted. Well, it's sad to say, she's given it up. Hugo took me to Pont Neuf. We searched for hours for my lock. You have a lock on the bridge? Mm-hmm, I thought i might find it before the city cuts them off. Cuts them off? Yes, well, they have their reasons, I suppose. That's awful. It's just a bridge, sweetie. Yeah, but all those promises. I admit, I'm sentimental about it, too. Uh, innkeeper, uh, uh, drinks for all my friends. Just put it on my tab. Hugo, you don't have a tab. Well, what better time to start one.
Did you decide? About what? The magazine. Actually, we didn't even talk about it. So it was a date? Kind of. What about Jack? What about him? So, I get to call dad and tell him you're not just seeing somebody, but two somebodies. I am not! And don't you dare. I'm gonna! Alexa, my company is sponsoring a concert series at le zenith next weekend, and I thought i would leave two tickets for you and jp at will call. If your mom is okay with that. Yeah. Yeah, thank you. That's so nice. Great. Great. Um, I have to run, but, um, you sure you won't come with me? Thanks, but we're helping Hugo set up for his show. Right, right, what time is that? 4:00 P.M. les archives. - The archives? - The archives. Okay. I have a 4:00 editor's meeting, but I will, uh, i will meet you there. Sounds like a plan. Terrific. Okay, I'm on my way.
Uh, would you mind taking these to Hugo for me? Thanks. What is it? Um, they're croissants. I lost a bet. Oh! Croissants! - From Jack. - Ah, he's man of honor. I'm not even going to ask what the bet was. Well, there's a good choice. Hey, where is everything? Well, it went to the gallery. They're coming for the last load. I thought we were going to help. Well, you are. You see, this could be your best work. Hugo... The first step back is, you take the brush. Alexa can finish it. No, Alexa has her own life to paint, you need to finish yours. What if I can't? Of course you can. Now, while you are here, allow yourself to be... The artist. Hmm? Take the brush. Hmm? And Alexa and I will be putting together the gallery for a brilliant show... Right, now, the most important thing about hanging a painting is the light.
And, uh... You can make a really bad painting look like a masterpiece with the right light, huh? Oh, my goodness. Oh, wow. Art, like love, has no cure, but if it is true, it will stay with you. Hmm? Are you trying to sell us a painting, Hugo? Of course! Of course! But I mean every word. One day, you'll be hanging your work here. Maybe. One day. When the semester's over, you can come to New York? I can apply to grad school. We can have the whole summer together, and I'll show you all the sights, starting with the statue of Liberty, which is actually... French. Oh, excusez-moi. Kathryn! Oh, Hugo. You made it. Well, I realized it was something I just did not want to miss. I'm so happy you came. Come, I'll show you something. Okay. Oh... Yes? Oh, wow. Oh, did I make you cry?
Oh... Hmm? You've made me, uh... You've made me look so full of life, and... Well, I paint what I see. It's just that, um,... It's just that I've felt so sad, and... Well, look, you can see both. Life and love, it's complicated. That's what makes it great. Thank you, Hugo. Mon plaisir, madame. Oh, yeah, there we go, I see it, yup. It's a hamburger and a spatula. Oh, no, wait a minute, it's a grilled cheese and a spatula. You must be hungry. It's supposed to be two people in love, at least that's what Hugo says. Oh, yeah, okay, i see it now... - Really? - No. I didn't know you were coming. Yeah, uh, Hugo invited me. Huh. Where's Nicole? Um, he said there wasn't enough room for a plus-one. Hmm. He never gives up. There's something to be said about that. Where's your plus-one?
He had business, he'll be here later. Great. So... publishing. Yup. Yup, publishing. Let me guess how you guys met. It's a quaint little bookshop in soho. You walk in, your eyes meet, you both reach for the same renoir book... Close. Editors' convention, 500 people. Oh, hot. Be still my beating heart. How did you and Nicole meet? Um, sort of a similar romantic story. We were both in the waiting area of a dental office. Hmm! Hmm. You remember how we met? Art history class. No, actually, we met before that. Really? Yeah. You were painting on the pont des arts bridge. I pedaled past you, you smiled, waved. I don't remember that. Yeah, that's the whole reason I enrolled in that art history class. How come you never told me that? Well, I am now. Mom! Jp's coming to New York for summer break!
Wow. I know, right? And... - There's more? - Lots more. Look what he gave me. Don't be a ring... - It's gonna be a ring... A lock. We're putting it on the bridge, and I don't care if they cut it off, or melt it down... It's ours. Hello! Mesdames et messieurs! Thank you! Thank you all for joining me here today, my friends, my colleagues. We have shared many moments together, some good, some not so good... But, as the great John w. Gardner said, "life is the art of drawing without the eraser." Many of you have asked me what defines my art... What a question. I can't answer. Art is not what you see, but what you make others see. So, eat, drink, enjoy the work, and if you find something you can't live without, don't! You, uh, see anything you can't live without? Hey. So, um, are you going to tell her? What? That you're still in love with her. I couldn't help but notice.
No. I'm not going to tell her. Jack... We rarely get a second chance. Her life is there, my life is here. What... What's the point? She's leaving. So you're just going to bury your feelings? Yeah. It's been working for me so far. Has it? Because in all the years I've stayed at your hotel, you've been alone. Or with a different girl that you don't seem to care all that much about. Kathryn! Someone wants to buy your portrait. Oh, dear. Have they had too much champagne? Well, I told them it's not for sale, but they want to meet you anyway. Aw... Pardon, Jack. Well, looks like my plus-one just turned into a minus-one. Work. Well, here's to the pluses and the minuses. Well, Hugo should be happy. Yeah, sold out. I wish I could do that at the hotel. Uh, you were sold out the night Trent checked in. Oh... right, about that. You gave him that room on purpose.
What? No. I would never... Yes, you did! All right, I'm sorry... No, you're not. Hey, you know, that room isn't even that small. It was a closet. I've stayed in rooms way smaller than that. - Seriously? - Yeah! You remember my dorm room. Oh, yeah, that was bad. Oh, remember that poster you had of the dogs playing poker? I still have it, i love that poster. That little bulldog? That bulldog who's holding the pocket Ace in his little, um... uh... hand? Paw? Foot? Whatever. That dog can handle his cards. Oh, boy... Here we go. Oh... you, me, locks, and a bridge. I feel like we've done this before. Too many locks, not enough keys. You know, I didn't drop that lock on purpose that day. I was scared. I know. I guess I could have jumped on a plane to New York, made some grand romantic gesture.
I waited too long. We had our moment, and I let it slip away. We both did. I could gotten a job at a hotel in New York. I could have come here. So, what stopped us? Maybe that's all we were supposed to be. Thank you for a nice night. Hey, you wouldn't happen to be hungry by any chance? Starving. Ah. Come on, follow me. Hey, you still throwing pasta up on the ceiling? Of course. You? That's the only way to know if it's done. Nice to know some things never change. Well, change is good, right? Eh... Doesn't really sound like a ringing endorsement. I guess I'm scared. Of what? Losing control of everything. You know, I'm saying goodbye to Alexa. If I say goodbye to my business, what do I have left? Yourself? Okay, so if someone wanted to buy your hotel, would you sell it? Well... that would depend on how much they were offering. You know, I could always start a new hotel. So much for that commitment.
No, come on. Lindsey, these are things, okay? Things... things can be replaced. People can't. Yeah, but what if that thing is who you are? This isn't who you are. You hardly know me anymore, Jack. Uh... I think I do. You're that girl on the bridge with her paintbox and big dreams. Yeah, well, all that's left of that dream is a magazine about other people's art. It sounds like you've got to learn to let go. All right? If you can't let go, then you'll never get to the other side. Trust me, I should know. This is nice. Yeah. Anytime. There you are. Oh. How was your meeting? It was good, it was good... I'm sorry I missed the show, and I was hoping to take you to dinner, but I see that I'm a little late. Oh, yeah, this was... This was just kind of spur of the moment. Listen, uh, on the bright side, I switched you to another room. Oh, good. Uh, smaller, right? No, no, uh...
A suite, compliments of the owner. I appreciate that, thank you. Um, Jack... Is the bar open? Absolutely. As soon as i put on an apron. Great. We can turn pov into something bigger and better, and isn't that what you wanted when you started it? Uh, I'm pretty sure when I started, all I wanted was to pay the rent. That won't be a problem anymore. And my staff? I can take some of them on. How about all of them? Do you have an office dog you want us take on as well? No, but there's a pigeon that lives on the window ledge. Hmm. All right, pigeon gets a corner office, but that's as far as I go. Does anyone ever say no to you? Mm... That's great. You, actually, still have not said yes. Now, Lindsey, i get it. I mean, this magazine is your baby. Yeah, well... Babies grow up, right? They leave the nest and fly away, and maybe... Maybe it's time for me to say goodbye. Is that a yes? That's... That's a yes.
I'm in. Congratulations. I am so thrilled, that's wonderful. Thank you. Sorry, couldn't help but overhear. Congratulations. Thank you. Well, thank you very much, Jack, and I say, we go and celebrate. Now? Mm-hmm. Top of the Eiffel Tower. I made us a reservation on the chance you would say yes. Well, once again, sorry to interrupt, but the Eiffel Tower is gonna be closed. Not tonight it's not. Ah, you must have friends in high places. Thankfully I do. So...? You know, if you don't mind, I think I'll go for a walk. I've got a lot to think about. Sure, that's probably... Sure. A good idea. Goodnight. And goodnight. Goodnight. Sorry to call you so late. Is everything all right? Well, I hope so. You found it.
Oh... I never thought I'd see it again. Thank you. Oh, you're up. And... I want details. Starting with the moment i saw you leave the gallery, with Jack. Uh... Do I interrogate you when you come in late? Are you kidding? We walked, we talked, we ate, Trent showed up, and... I decided to sell the magazine. What? Mom, are you sure? I've been trying to keep everything the same, you, our life. But things change. They grow up, and that's okay. I'm proud of you. It's going to be great. I know it. Thanks, sweetie. Wow... Look at you. A few days ago, you were in the lonely apartment, hiding art in the closet, and now you are in Paris, with two men half in love with you. No one's in love with me, not even half in love with me. Jack is. That's ridiculous. Is it? Oh, you've been in Paris four days, and you're an expert on love?
I'm an expert on you. I was hoping to see you before I left. Look... You found it! Hugo did. After the show, he went back with a flashlight and searched for hours. I'm so glad. You know, I thought I'd be sad if I saw it again, but it's just the opposite. It reminds me of how happy James and I were on that bridge. I found something I thought was lost forever. Hope. He was the love of my life, and I know he'd want me to find love again. I'm sure he would. And you should, too, my dear. Is he what you're looking for? Or is he just an excuse to avoid what's really in your heart? I'm not sure what you mean. I think you do. If you loved someone enough to keep away from Paris, then nothing should keep you from that love. Oh, my goodness, listen to me... One rusted lock, and I'm giving out advice. It just goes by so quickly. Paris? Life. Hi! I just wanted to say goodbye! I have a feeling you'll be seeing a lot more of her here. Yes, well, it's just a train ride away, and I do love the train. When I come back, I'd love to see all your paintings.
I'll give you a private showing. Brilliant. And when do you leave? Tonight. Well, you'll have to let me know how it all turns out. Oh, I'm sure Hugo will be giving you every last detail. I'm counting on it. I'm so glad we're doing this. One last walk. Don't say "one last walk." Did I say "last"? I meant, "first walk of the last day." You've come a long way, mom. We've come a long way. Oh, look at all this love! I wonder how many of these people are actually still together. All of them. In some way. That's not what you said last time. Well, maybe I'm less un-romantic than I thought. "Less un-romantic." Double-negative. You do realize that means... Romantic. You're supposed to fall in love in Paris. Okay, uh, let's hit the louvre. Or, um... We'll take a selfie at the clock tower at the sorbonne, unless you did that last time you were here. "Selfie?" We didn't have selfies.
We didn't have phones. You're old. Don't worry, I'll be with her every day. Not helping, jp. I just mean i will look after her. Thank you. That means a lot. I'll leave you two to say goodbye. - Bon voyage. - A la prochaine. I like him. I love him. I know. You're not going to talk me out of it? I couldn't anyway. And no. This whole trip, it's been... So much fun. You sure you don't want me to stay and help you set up your room? Did I hear a helicopter? I'll make your bed with hospital corners. I appreciate that, but, um... It's time for me to make my own bed. Now, go. You have just enough time to say bye to Hugo before your flight. I love you. I love you, too, sweetie. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Mom... Did I say tomorrow?
I meant the next day. Hi! Hugo! Mm? Good! I thought you sold out. Well, I always keep a few of my favorites, you know that. Your best work. So far. You really do always say that. Well, this time, it might even be true. What do you think will happen when all the locks come off? Well, people always find a way to show love. You know, music, art. Maybe even the ineloquent words of a sappy teenager, or an aging artist, or... A hotel owner. Want me to ship it to you? Keep it here. Good, I was hoping you'd say that. I have a special place for it. Good, then I'll see it when I come back. I'll count the days. Me too. I'm going to miss you, Hugo. I know. Take care of my girl. Oh, she will do fine. You did. There we go. Great.
Well, thank you again for the upgrade. Don't mention it. And I'll be sure to recommend the hotel to all my associates. And we will be sure to put all of your magazines in our lobby. Oh, you'll need a bigger lobby for that. Hey, good luck with everything. Yeah, you too. Oh. Yup. Oh, hold on one sec. There she is. I'll see you when I'm back in New York. - Great. - Bye-bye. I'll see you then. Bye. So... This is it, I guess. Yeah, I guess, uh... I guess it is. Um, Lindsey, I got you a little something before you go. You shouldn't have. I've been holding onto it long enough, and now it's your turn. You kept it? I always thought it'd be worth something someday. Um... Listen, Lindsey... I... I just wanted to say that... I'm...
I'm in... Jack! It's starting to snow. I heard you were leaving. Yes. Do come back and visit us someday. I will. Goodbye, Jack. Goodbye, Lindsey. And... I'm back. Five-letter word for "Valentine..." "Cupid." Nine-letter word for "heartbreak..." "Artichoke." You're back! I'm back! And I brought you chocolate and perfume. Hmm, not a boyfriend? Sorry. Hi! How's Alexa? Are you sad? Actually, I'm okay. So there's a cure for empty nest syndrome. There's no cure, but there is Skype. Hey, guys. So, you really said yes to Trent. I really did, and if you want to stay on with the magazine, you can. Are you kidding me?
I can't believe I'm going to be working with the hottest guy on the planet. Because that is the most important thing. I'm sure I'll get tired of looking at him, after 10 or 20 years. He's here. Send him in. Hey... Hey, you. Come here. Wow, so... You ready for all this? About that... What, you didn't change your mind, did you? No, the magazine's still yours, to make bigger and better. Great. It's just... I'm not staying on. What? What? Why? What happened? Paris, I guess. The truth is, I started an art magazine because I wasn't brave enough to be an artist. Whoa... I've never really admitted that out loud before. Um... I... I want to paint again. And I know I may not be good enough. Maybe I'll just end up with a cat sketching people in the park, but at least I'll have tried.
Paint? Yeah. You're sure about all this? No. No. But I'm doing it anyway. So I get the magazine, but... But not you. I'm sorry. Yeah, me too. I guess someone can say no to me. I doubt it'll ever happen again. Yeah. Okay. All right. Wow. Um, you should probably have your lawyers check that out, and, uh... That'll be that. Goodbye, Lindsey. Goodbye. All right. Hey, Nicole, can I come see you? We need to talk. About us. Tell me you're not alone on Valentine's day. Valentine's day... Is that today? Mom, jp and I put our lock on the bridge today. It was beautiful, and I don't care if they cut it off. People will always find a way to show their love.
'Lex? Uh, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Have fun with jp tonight, okay? Happy valentines day. I love you. I love you, too. Jack? Hey. Uh, happy Valentine's day. What are you doing here? This is, uh... This is a grand romantic gesture gone awry. It's freezing! Get inside! Okay... okay, yeah... Okay, I got it. Okay. Okay... I thought... I thought you were going to notice me a lot sooner than that. Wow... No one does romance quite like you. No one does romance quite like us. Business flowers? These are definitely not business flowers. Okay, I... I should have come to follow you 20 years ago, I should have come to follow you two days ago. But I'm here now. And I'm asking for another chance.
I think something can be arranged. Now, that's your best work. Hugo... you always say that. Hey! We're heading back to campus, do you wanna grab lunch first? Oh, thanks, sweetie, but I think I'm going to stay and finish this. Have fun. Beautiful, madame. Thank you, jp. I'll see you Monday? Tango Monday. Young love. Nothing like it. Well, old love's not so bad. Hey, will you close up for me? I have to meet Kathryn for tea. Tea? Well, she's having tea, I'm having everything but. Uh... Rouge. More red on the bridge, hmm? Salut. Salut. This looks familiar. Yes, it does. Shall we try this again? Yes, and this time, i brought extra locks. How many? Lots. Good.
All right, this is it. Any last words? Just those three. "Ooh la la"? Uh, no. I was thinking... "I love you." I love you, too. Well, it may have taken us a while... But we got here. We did. Wow. This place is... Well, it just is. - It just is the funnest. - Yeah. By the way, they're famous for their chicken fingers, which are famous for giving several fourth graders salmonella. Eat nothing. Touch nothing. Watch where you breathe. How long do we have to be here? I have plans tonight. - Who you going out with... Kayla? - Yeah, sure. If I built a time machine and traveled back to sixth months ago, when I didn't hate her. Oh, what happened? Nothing. - Andy, Dora, let's go play air hockey!
- Nope. Watching a video of a sloth crossing a highway. I just don't want to. Hey, Alice and I will join you in a minute. Now go have fun. So, Dora, what are the big plans for tonight? I never said they were big. - Uh... - Here you go. She got me on a technicality. It's just the age. Or it's her. Or maybe it's me. It's weird when your child, who used to describe every poop in vivid detail, won't even tell you - where they're going or with who. - Sorry I missed that phase. - I just worry, you know? - Well, I wish I could help by sharing my own stories as a teenager, but it would definitely make it worse. At least I still know where this one is. Good shot, Bunny! Thanks, Bunny! You're going down, Bunny! Okay, that's just pathetic. Hey, Dora. Dora. Dora? Good talk. Aah! It's disgusting in here!
How do these animals live like this? Dora is tough, even for a teenager. Ha, you should know. After your parents divorced, you didn't talk to your dad - for a whole year. - He was in Russia making counterfeit McDonald's Monopoly pieces. Right, but if he was around, you would have been very tight-lipped. And you never would've won those Rick Springfield tickets and made out with Rick Springfield. I just feel like my own surly teen-dom would give me mad skills with Dora. I speak Surly Teen. Oh, you are fluent in Surly Teen. We just need to find the right time - for you to have a little "surl" talk. - Yeah. - Ooh! Aah. - Sorry! Just kidding. I'm not real. Can't feel a thing. See? This is Alice. When she was a kid, she dreamed up me to be her BFF. Now my girl has finally fallen in love, but she's in way over her head. So I'm back to help! I've got this all figured out. - No, you don't. - No, I don't. Guys, you ready? Alice will be here soon.
Bunny, did you clean your room... then destroy it? Yep, I'm bored. Dad, uh, I'm headed - to Paint Dem Pots. - Wow, you're really going all in - on this painted pottery thing. - You bet I am... and not for nothing. I am this close to thinking about working up the courage to consider talking to Melissa, who cleans the brushes. - Who? - Melissa. She cleans the brushes. I'm pretty sure she's a huge fan of my plateware, or, as I call it, Andyware. Perfect. You're taking Bunny. Yay! I want to make Andyware! Dad, no, bringing Bunny is gonna ruin my whole game. Buddy, here's the deal... Dora's always off doing her own thing, and you're always... Point is Bunny could really use some big-bro time. - This is so not cool. - Okay, what if I commissioned... 12 place settings of Andyware? - Plus a gravy boat. - Fine. - Multi-tiered cake platter. - Yes, but that's it. You'll thank me come cake season. Bunny, let's roll. So, check this out... Lately, when you get hungry, my ears start ringing.
It's super annoying, so eat something soon, okay? Whoa, whoa, whoa. What do we have here? Check out our surly teen. Dora's out cold. And why might she be out cold? Because she stayed up all night. Just like you used to. And I can use a shared secret like that. So you can get closer to that sneaky little hussy. - Mary! - What's the bigs? Only you can hear me. Wow. Oops, sorry. Catching up on some Z's? - We just call it "sleep" these days. - Sure. Up late or all night? What? No. Gotcha. Well, if your dad is half as perceptive - as I am... - What are you doing? Trust me... You say you weren't up all night, but your face is telling me the opposite. Voilà! You look 12 hours younger. Oop.
Drool puddle. - Hey, I didn't hear you come in. - Hi. Mm. Dora, you're looking bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning. Uh yeah, j-just super well-rested... - ...from my long night's sleep. - Mm. Ooh, donuts. Are there any glazed? Ohh, here's one. Hi, there, fella. Eat you later. Peace. Okay, that was cool. How'd you know to do all that? Girl, when I was your age, I'd see the sunrise on the reg. That means "regularly," right? We were always up all night talking to boys. Is that what you were doing last night? Were you talking to boys? - Was it boys? - Junior boys. I love juniors... loved juniors. These guys are so cool, and Mason is super cute. Um, he's in the Solar Car Club, which is, like... - ...the dope-est science org on campus. - Wow. Things are so different now.
Stacy and I Skyped them till the sun came up. And there was your dad, across the hall, having no idea you were flirting the night away. Oh, oh, I wasn't in my room. I snuck out to Stacy's so we could Skype together. Snuck back this morning. Of course you snuck out. 'Cause Skyping apart is what technology is made for, but less fun. - Are you okay? - Mm-hmm. - You're super pale. - Really? - Yeah. - It's nothing a little blush can't handle. - Go on. - Okay. Yesterday was Mason's science presentation, and I was like, "Mason, like, you did such a good job." - And he was like, "Dora"... - Okay. Listen up... Out there, we're brother and sister. But in here, we are complete strangers. I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. Exactly, now let's keep it that way. - I have to B.M. - Bathroom's in the back. Okay, come on, Andy. You can do this. We have so much in common. I mean, you dirty the brushes. She cleans the brushes.
- You're a boy. She's a girl. - Can I help you? No! Way to blow it, Andy. You happy now? I used a whole roll of toilet paper on my tushy! - Uh... - Oh, my God. Who is this child? No idea. She's probably an orphan. She's adorable. Oh, well, she's my sister actually. We tight. I don't know him. He's a stranger. - She's just kidding. - Uh... It's this adorable game that we play. Uh, well, is it your first time here? - 'Cause if it is, I could show you around. - Yep! - First time... never been. - Great. Well, why don't the three of us get started? Yeah, what say we kick it off with a couple of mop brushes, an Escoda squirrel hair brush, a medium oval wash, oh, and the Paint Dem Pots Signature Spring Pastel Palette. - Uh, if such things exist. - Okay. Girl, we just so crushed this thing with Dora.
We owe ourselves a treat... spa day, pronto! How do you think I'd look with a full body wax? I have to tell Ben about Dora sneaking out. He's her father. He deserves to know. Slow down. You just took a big step forward with Dora. You rat her out, and you're taking two steps back. No, three. No, four. - No, five. No... - Dora snuck out last night. 14 steps... That's at least 14 steps! "Dora snuck out"? What are you talking about? She went to Stacy's to Skype with these... I don't know... science-y bad boys. Before you freak out, just know it could be way worse. When I was 15, I snuck off to Manhattan. The one in Kansas. The bus schedule was very confusing. And she just told you all this? - I know it is, like... - Amazing! - What? - Dora trusts you, so she'll tell you everything, which means you'll tell me everything, which means I'll know everything! You want me to spy on your daughter?
Yes. Yes. Teens are like Soviet Russia... it's impossible to know what's really going on. But you, you can get behind the emotional iron curtain. Ben... When you were her age, wouldn't it have helped if somebody knew what was really going on with you? It's fair to say there are some mistakes - that could have been avoided. - And here's the beauty... you can find out who she's with and what she's doing and your identity remains secret. You're just a spook working for the company. That means CIA. Thanks. I watch "Homeland" with you. I know this sounds crazy, but I just want to know... that she's safe. Okay, fine. I'm in. Yes. Spies hang, Alice. Spies hang. There she is. Hey, how was school? Whatcha been up to? Everything okay? Fine! Nothing! Fine! Ugh! - You're on. - Hm? - It's mole time.
Go! - Now? - Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go. - Okay, okay, - Okay, okay! Okay! Fine. - Go, go, go go, go, go, go! Hey. You okay? Come in. Shut the door. So, at sundown, the Solar Car Club did a presentation about the founder of Tesla. They called it "Musk at Dusk." Needless to say, it was amazing. Of course, they're the dope-est science org on campus. But after, I kind of felt like Mason was freezing me out. And then, later, Stacy texted him "good show," and he texted back three prayer hands. Does Mason like Stacy? She knows I'm into him. Dude, Stacy had her turn at bat, and she went with a very pedestrian "good show." But what are you gonna say? Y-You think I should just... text him? Absolutely. Just be yourself. If he's not into that, he is not worth it. I hope you're right. Aah, here it goes! Can I have some privacy, please?
Of course. How'd it go? Is she okay? - Good news, Ben. - Actually... "Agent Strong Jaw." - What? - Gave myself a code name. Still working on yours. Okay, do you want to know who she's with and what she's up to or not? - Yes, please, tell me. I do. - Okay, no need to worry. Just a classic case of "Musk at Dusk," triple prayer hands, potential Stacy-Mason freeze-out. Oh, thank God. Right? Yeah. Nothing to worry about. I'm in. It feels good. I think she actually likes me. You are totally in. Great. Mason... science boy. - Stacy... current friend. Love triangle. - What are you doing? Oh, just, just keeping track of all the information. It's like a notebook...
or a dossier if we want to be accurate. I feel like we shouldn't have a paper trail. I feel like I shouldn't have to say that. Hey, Dad! - Oh, oh. Oh! - Um... - I think I'm gonna go to Stacy's tonight. - Sounds great. - That's cool with you? - Yeah. Yep. I'm gonna go, um, put away my work notebook... just contractor stuff in here, super boring. If you, uh... If you ever want to fall asleep fast... - Bye, Ben. Bye-bye. - Right. - He texted back. - See? I told you. So, Mason wasn't freezing me out. He was just trying to get up the courage to... - get this... - Uh-huh. - ...invite me to a party at the lake. - The lake! So that's why I told my dad I'm staying at Stacy's. Stacy will say she's staying here. Oh.
Ohh. Classic move. Oh, my God. It's my first co-ed sleepover. Thank you! None of this would have happened without you. Ooh! The lake! Hey, look who's back. I have your tiered cake platter, Andy. I love the tie-dye effect. Oh, it's majolica. It... big risk, huge reward. Oh, well, maybe sometime you could show me how to do it. Wow, uh, yeah. Yeah, that'd be great. Cool. Oh, and, Bunny, I have your adorable jewelry box. It's not a jewelry box. It's an ash box. Oh, like an ashtray? No, an ash box... for human ashes. When someone dies, you put their ashes in here. - Okay. - And it's for you. Now you're ready even if you die tomorrow. - You never know. - So, majolica... - Uh, you start with a glaze b...
- Yeah, uh... I'm actually feeling kind of sad now, so... I'm gonna go clean some brushes... possibly with my tears. You can put dogs' ashes in it, too! Why are you... so weird? What's wrong with you? Are we strangers again? You can not tell Ben what Dora is up to. You do that, she gets busted, and she will hate you. Yeah, but if something goes wrong... and Ben finds out I knew, I don't think we can recover from that. Why are you housing that avocado like a circus bear? Hey, agent. Any new intel? - Nope. None. Not a thing. - Good, good. Stay strong. Liars are winners. - Hey, I was thinking... - Mm-hmm? Next time you talk to Dora, just record the whole conversation on your phone. That way, no information gets lost. - Feel me? - Mm. Dad, just heading out to Stacy's now. Have fun at Stacy's. Love Stacy. - Bunny?
You okay? - She's definitely not okay. She pretty much went "Beetlejuice" on Melissa who cleans the brushes. None of this is dishwasher-safe. Andy, I think you're being a little hard on Bunny. Dad, she made an urn for a woman I could've possibly married if a bunch of things broke a very specific way over a long period of time. Do you know what it feels like to lose that? Okay. Okay, please, sit down. Listen... Remember the first time you painted ceramics? - Who'd you go with? - I went with Dora. And remember how you two used to beg me to go to that health disaster of a restaurant? Of course. We'd play air hockey for hours. - I even won once. - Right. Now Bunny loves that place. But who plays air hockey with her? Huh? See what I'm saying? Yeah. Um... now, why do we need a gravy boat this big? Oh, you'll thank me come gravy season. When's gravy season? I'm so excited. Totally. But I was thinking maybe it's not the night for it. I mean, it's so cold out, the lake breeze...
Brr! Brian won a giant insulated tent at last year's science fair, so we should be good. A crowded sleeping arrangement... What could possibly go pregnant... wrong... wrong. I mean, all night, no parents, - those crazy boys... - Wait, what's happening right now? Are you trying to talk me out of this? - Are... Are you gonna tell my dad? - What? No! Of course not. I just... I want you to be careful. I'll be fine. Besides, Mason's bringing a flare gun. What? ! See? Nothing to worry about. Mason's got a gun! I see that look on your face. You're not gonna fink on Dora, are you? If "fink" means "tell," then maybe. I mean, stuff happens at the lake. Yeah, stuff happens at the lake. Stuff happens at the community center. Stuff happens at midnight on the ninth green at Sunset Valley Country Club. - That was nice.
- Which is my point... You turned out fine. And Dora will, too. You're not just in a relationship with Ben now. You're in one with these kids. Don't throw it all away. - Hey. - Hey. So, listen... Thanks for all your help with Dora. Oh, don't even worry about it. Operation No Secrets From Daddy has been a huge success. Except for maybe the name. Seriously, just knowing that you're helping look out for her, that she has someone to turn to, it means so much to me. Ben... Do not break. There's something I have to tell you about Dora. Abort! Find an avocado! What's wrong? Is she okay? Oh, she's fine... until she learns that you betrayed her! Dora's not at Stacy's house. She's at the lake with a bunch of boys. - What? - Booooo! - And you're just telling me this now? - Well, here's the thing... I wasn't... I'm going to the lake right now!
You can't blow my cover! You promised. The whole idea is to keep her safe. - At the lake with boys... That's not safe. - No. No, no. Operation No Secrets From Daddy... over! Operation No Teen Pregnancy is on! Damn it. Way to go, Agent Double- "O" -Dum-Dum. If only someone had warned you this would happen! Hmm. Oh, wait. I did! - Here we go. - Ben, if you do this.. Dora will never trust me again. Yeah, but she'll be safe... safe from these lusting, alternative-energy junkies. Their science disgusts me. But she is safe. We know who she's with. We know what she's up to. Wasn't that the point? What's the use of intel if I don't act on it when I need to? But... she likes me now. Not a lot but a little. - Alice... - Please don't take this away from me... or Dora... because we're really getting closer.
That's what matters most. It is. Plus, it's all pretty innocent. I mean, they're just... - laughing, talking... - Ta-da! ...tapping a keg. And the guy with the Geiger counter - is making a move on telescope girl! - Oh, crap, crap, crap. Oh, God. I got to do something, Alice! I always hated the parents that busted us. Why can't it be someone else's parents? That's it... someone else's parents. Agent Strong Jaw, do you still have that dossier? You bet I do. Okay, I need every piece of intel you have on Stacy. She has a thing against horses because she had a bad pony ride when she was 6. Uh, she's rumored to like... Mason. Just give me her mom's number. Now will you admit the dossier was imperative to our mission? Hi! It's, like, Debbie. Um, has Stacy left for the lake yet? Because I was supposed to meet everyone there, but I forgot my... sun dial. O-M-G. O-M-G! Oh, I totally messed up!
Please, don't tell Stacy! O-M-G, B-T-B, T-T-Y-L! This will only take a sec. Hello? I thought that they were at your house. Okay, I'll meet you there. Yeah, thank God for stupid Debbie. Bye. You are really good at this! Agent Strong Jaw is impressed. What can I say? I'm Agent Super Smart with Glowing Skin and Great with Kids and You're Obsessed with Me. Normally we try to keep them shorter, but... Hey. Whatcha doing? Turning my ash box into a jewelry box 'cause that's not weird. I'm really sorry I yelled at you. That's not what brothers are supposed to do. They're supposed to be there for you and support whatever makes you happy... like your perfectly-made ash box. Do you want it? Yes. Yes. I would be lucky to keep my ashes in your ash box. - One day. - It could happen anytime. True, but for now, while we're alive, maybe we should do what brothers and sisters do best. I win again! Sure do. You're letting me win, aren't you? Yes.
Yes, I am. Exactly. Oh! Coming in hot. Stacy! Wow, Stacy's parents are really worked up. Super uncool... But I guess that's our cue. First... You crushed it today. Thank you. No, thank you. So here's something new... When you kiss Ben, my armpits tingle and not in a good way. Okay, you're busy, but this is something we need to discuss! She taking her punishment okay? - I mean, I can't not ground her. - She understands. Sorry I put you in a weird spot with this mole business. But... anything else come up? - Um, nothing you need to know. - What? I think it might be easier this way. Hold on. That's not the system. It's the new system. If you need to know anything, I will tell you. Come on. Who are you working for? - Have you been turned?
- You'll never know. - Oh, I'll get it out of you. - You can try. This is sexy but frustrating. When I was a child, my planet Krypton was dying. I was sent to Earth to protect my cousin. But my pod got knocked off-course and by the time I got here, my cousin had already grown up and become Superman. I hid who I really was until one day when an accident forced me to reveal myself to the world. To most people, I'm a reporter at CatCo Worldwide Media. But in secret, I work with my adoptive sister for the DEO to protect my city from alien life and anyone else that means to cause it harm. I am Supergirl. Previously on Supergirl... I've never met a human that was actually up for dating an alien. Well, now you have. Any idea what Jeremiah stole from us? It's not good. He took the national alien registry. What is it? Cadmus has the list of all the aliens in the country. How could you? You betrayed everyone. Would you believe me if I said I did it for you? Oh, crap. Even they can't stand your singing. Sorry to pull you over, but I saw you have a broken taillight. I do? Sorry, Officer. Lucky for you, I have some tape for that. Come on, I'll help you put it on.
See how nice everyone is, once you leave the city. I don't understand. You said it was broken? _ Out of the car! No! No! Run! Ah! Let me go! Baby! My baby! What are you going to do to us? What are you going to do to us? That's the 20th abduction since Cadmus got the alien registry. And they're escalating. Getting more aggressive. Are we any closer to finding out where Cadmus is taking them? Or what they want? 'Cause that is the trillion dollar question. It's million dollar question, buddy. Really? That low? Yes, and um, "no" on all counts. Um, I mean I've monitored traffic cams, sat feeds, cell phone chatter, uh... Maybe Jeremiah taught them how to avoid our radar. From now on Jeremiah Danvers is an enemy combatant. What does that mean? It means, if found, he's to be arrested on sight. That's not a problem, is it?
Of course not. Good. We have to let all these aliens know. They need to be able to protect themselves. I volunteer to tell everybody at the alien dive bar. But it's not enough to just let all the aliens in the bar know. There are hundreds more on that list. Can you issue a statement? Not without compromising the DEO. We're off the books for a reason. So do it anonymously. If we do it anonymously, no one will take us seriously. But they might listen to CatCo. I'll write an article, get it on the front page. You think Snapper would run that? Yeah, of course. Absolutely. Absolutely not. I'm not gonna start a public panic by publishing a conspiracy theory. But Supergirl spoke on the record. I mean, you saw all those sound bites. You use Supergirl as your source every time you want to get something past me. You said a good reporter should always cultivate her source. Sources. Plural. I'm not gonna take your word for it. Way too much fake news out there. I can't risk it. So, what, you're willing to put people's lives in danger than risk hurting your reputation? Careful, ponytail.
You're at DEFCON 3 with the moxie. We're the paper of record in this town. From now on, you need at least two independent sources verifying every single quote, no matter whose life is at stake. What if you interviewed Supergirl? I mean, you've interviewed our Presidents, world leaders, Julian Assange. You'd be able to tell if she was a credible source or not. Better be an exclusive. Of course. She won't speak to anyone else. Ah, game. Which means you owe me dinner, a bottle of Scotch, and one of those flash grenade things. It's like The Twelve Days of Christmas. - Alex? - I'm sorry. - I'm just... I'm... - thinking about your dad. Don't worry. The DEO's gonna find him. That is what I'm worried about. The DEO considers him a threat. When we find Cadmus, things are gonna get rough and he could get caught in the crossfire. He stole the registry from the DEO. He hurt J'onn. But, Maggie, I know him. He's a good man. And even if he is siding with Cadmus, there has to be a reason. He's either, I don't know, threatening him or they're blackmailing him, or they are mind controlling him or... I am the only one left who believes in him. Well, you're gonna be there when they find him.
Okay? And you're gonna help protect him. - You're right. - Mmm-hmm. Double or nothing? There's no way I'm giving you a grenade. Fine. I'll go get us another round. Okay. Well, I'll rack. And, while I loved the movie version of Dune, as I expected, - except for... - The Sandworms. I mean, the Fremen just peel apart their scales with hooks and suddenly worm-riding is a viable mode of transportation? - Yeah. - I don't think so. So unrealistic. But the Bene Gesserit are... Amazing! Amazing. I mean, mystical women with the power to influence the future? I'm here for it. I'm here for it. Lyra, how long have you been on Earth? A couple of years. But I learned English off-world. Your English is impressive. But I'm actually a lot more impressed by how well you speak "Winn." Okay. - Yeah, we get each other.
- Yeah, babe. - I think we need some more drinks. - Okay. - I'll be right back. - All right. - Well, well, well. - What? You really like this girl. Uh, she's okay. "She's okay." What're you talking about? "She's okay"? Come... Listen, okay, listen. I know I generally fall, like, hard and fast for a girl but... I don't know. I'm listening to your advice, and I'm gonna take it slow. Listen, I am like the twice-bitten, thrice-shy guy, so... Lyra, where are you? Winn. Hey! Let me go! No! No! No! No! Get off of me. I'll get her. No! Freeze! Or I will shoot.
Stop. Roll out, boys! Lady here, she's about to drop her gun. Isn't she, huh? Let her go. No! No! I should've gotten there sooner. I mean, if these guys hadn't come in then I would've... - We'll get her back, Winn. - You don't know that, okay? We don't know anything, all right? Hank, are you sure you can't get anything from this guy? Cadmus must've found a way to shield his thoughts from me. But we will find something, Winn. We always do. Everything I've tried, it's led to nothing. And if they hurt her, your father, - I'm sorry, but this is his fault. - Agent Schott. Hey, uh... Winn, you know what you need right now? If you say "a drink," I swear, I... Oh, I was going to say "deep breath," but that is a much better idea. 'Cause Zakarian Ale always takes the edge off. I'm gonna go get a bottle. Like I said to the other guy that came in to talk to me, I got nothing to say to you people. Yeah, that's what I heard. - Now, me...
- Ah! I bet you've got loose lips. Now tell me, where is Cadmus? - Tell me where Cadmus is. - Ah! - Tell me where Cadmus is! - I can't. Okay, they put stuff in my head, all right? They'll know. They'll kill me. Well, it's either them or it's me. Tell me! - Alex! Come on, get out of here! - She's crazy! One more word out of you and she's the least of your problems. - Come on. - All right, all right! Look, I'm sorry. I know I was out of line. I just... Alex... I just thought I could get him to tell us something. Alex, he can't tell us anything if he's dead. I would have stopped. What Winn said about your father... This has nothing to do with him, okay? I just want to help Winn find Lyra. I wanted... I want to find them all, okay, before Cadmus...
You know, maybe Mon-El was right. We all could use a deep breath. Or a drink. I'm fine. Okay? I promise. Hey, Chief. Supergirl is here in James' office. She didn't want to cause a scene outside. How considerate. Snapper Carr. Pleasure to meet you. You're on the record, Supergirl. - You good with that? - Yes. Danvers says you were her source. You claim Cadmus stole the alien registry? - Yes, I can confirm that. - So who was your source? I'm sorry, but that information is confidential. You just said you were on the record. Which is it? It doesn't matter who told me. What matters is the story. Not unless I can verify your story's origin. You expect people to just trust you? - I never lie. - Mmm, bully for you. But you're talking to a journalist. We believe everyone is lying until we can prove they're not.
So, this list. Who had it in the first place? Who was it stolen from? I won't reveal their name, but I can confirm it is a classified federal agency who reported the theft from their servers. So, you got your intel from a government black site. How long have you been involved with them? Well, that's a leading question, Mr. Carr. I never said I was involved with them. I'm not the story. Cadmus is. All right. Off the record. I won't reveal it came from you. You give me a name, I'll verify it myself and bam, we're off to the races. So... Who told you about the stolen list? You have enough to go on. Innocent people will keep disappearing if you don't run this article. - You can quote me on that. - Great. How did it go? Did you get everything you needed? - No. She gave me nothing. - Nothing, but... But I... She was in here, and I heard her saying a lot of stuff. You heard her withholding a lot of stuff. - But she told you the truth. - She told me parts.
It's not a journalist's job to cherry pick and decide which bits get shown and which bits don't. We show everything. Sorry, what? As my grandmother used to say in the shtetl, "A half-truth is a whole lie." The American public has a right to know the whole truth, Danvers. And until you can provide me with more than just an NFA source, the story is DOA. Dad. Alex, listen to me, there isn't much time. Cadmus is gonna slaughter them, everyone they've abducted. Now, I can stop them, but only with your help. I wanna trust you, but I have to know that you're telling me the truth. The only reason I'm alive right now is because Cadmus believes I turned to their side. The only way I could prove my loyalty to them was to betray my own children. Alex, I am on your side. Always. Cadmus has them penned up in cells that are rigged to kill them. All Lillian has to do is press one button. I can't disable it myself. But in the DEO armory, there's a magnetic field disrupter. It will shut down the cages. I need you to get that for me. Come with me. We'll explain everything to J'onn and he'll help us. J'onn is not family. If the DEO apprehends me, they're gonna treat me as a hostile. You don't know what they're gonna do to me. Alex, I need you to decide quickly. Will you help me or not? Yes, I will help... J'onn.
- You were testing me? - I had no choice. You are a federal agent, Alex, who took an oath. We're facing a crisis situation here, thousands of lives are at stake. I feared your judgment might be compromised. Sadly, I was right. J'onn. Just listen... I'm sorry, Alex. You are suspended from duty until further notice. No. No, no, no. J'onn... Don't do this. Project Exodus. It's almost ready. "The Overman shall be the meaning of the Earth. "Remain faithful to the Earth, "and do not believe those who speak to you of otherworldly hopes." Nietzsche. Who better? His Superman was about we humans believing in ourselves instead of looking up to gods. This time, you're the only Superman we need. Let's go! Let's go! It's all right. Alex? Hey, Maggie. I heard what happened. J'onn shouldn't have done that to you.
It was a betrayal. And it was unfair. And I need you to explain that to J'onn, and just ask him to put me back on the case. Well, I... - I don't agree with his methods... - Yeah. But I do agree with his assessment. I think you should sit this one out. - What? - Alex, I heard what happened. You lost it while interrogating a suspect. What's going on? That's not what matters. What matters is our father and there's still good in him. So, I just... I need you to convince J'onn, 'cause I have to be there when we find Cadmus... Alex... - I have to protect him. - Alex, listen to me. I am not gonna let anything happen to Jeremiah. I promise. But you are putting all of your focus on him when you should be focusing on the aliens we are trying to find. And when we find them, you risk making a bad call, putting him in danger. Or worse, getting yourself hurt. I have to go, I'm sorry. I have to figure out how to get this article run. I'll call you later. I assume you agree with Kara. Actually, I don't. You wanna protect your dad?
That's what you need to do. - Then you'll help me? - Ride or die. Where do we start? Excuse me. Lena! She said with surprise in her voice, for some reason. Oh, my God. We were gonna go try that new fermentation place. I totally forgot. I'm so sorry. There's just... - There's a lot going on. - It's okay. You don't need to explain. Kombucha can wait. - Ah. Okay. - Is everything okay? No. Snapper refused to publish my article, uh, on Cadmus. - He says I need more sources. - What did Mother do now? Cadmus stole the alien registry. They're abducting everyone on the list. My article was meant to warn everyone. Well, something that important, if Snapper won't let you publish it at CatCo, maybe be a citizen journalist. Post a blog. Tweet the hell out of it. Imagine how many people you could reach instantly, by just blogging about it.
Yeah. Maybe you're right. Although Snapper would crucify me. Hey, in the meantime, um, maybe there's something you can help me with. Does L-Corp have any technology that we could use to find missing aliens? I can look into it. Or maybe I can do one better. When Lex ran the company, Mother was on the Board. Maybe she left something behind, you know, trail of bread crumbs. Could be your second source. Thank you. What are friends for? You gotta give me the benefit of the doubt this time. Bruno. This is a sure thing. And I'll pay you back right after. You will? Yeah, yeah, 50 down on the Knights. You won't be sorry. Damn it. Good afternoon, sir. Saw you had a broken taillight. Lucky for you, I have some special tape to fix that right up. It's my lucky day after all. Oh, it's right... Yeah, see that? Oh! - Just keep... - Whoa! No.
Ah! Officer, I think that man needs help. - I need to borrow this more often. - Yeah, right. Hello. Okay. And bingo. Find anything? Yeah, GPS coordinates for everywhere this van has been. I know where Cadmus is. - Want me to go with you? - No, I gotta do it alone. I wish I had what you two have. - Go away, Brian. - Get out of here. You're gonna need this. Found it. The annual budget report from last year. Alana, take a look at this. Did you know that Luthor Corp shuttered my brother's naval research facility back in 2007? I was in the 8th grade. Well, if it's been shut down for 10 years, why did L-Corp get billed for a metals shipment last month? It doesn't make any sense. Accounting just switched operating systems. Could be a glitch. You go to the archives and get me the tax returns and annual budgets for the last 10 years. Right away, Ms. Luthor. It's me. She found out about the site. My daughter is certainly persistent.
But I can't let her interfere with our plans. - Should I take care of her? - Yes. But nothing permanent. She just needs to be redirected. Consider it done. Don't move. Hold your fire. She's with me. You shouldn't have come after me, Alex. You could have been killed. What the hell is that? It's a Hoshin frigate, the best in the Kazark fleet. As soon as it breaches atmosphere, it's gonna jump to light speed and go to Takron-Galtos. They'll find passage home from there. Lillian is sending them back? It was my idea. I don't understand. Lillian was going to kill them all. You are forcibly deporting them. I mean, some of them have escaped famine and poverty and genocide. At least this way, they have a chance. - It was all a lie. - No. No, everything you told me in the woods. You said that you were working for Cadmus for me. And I am. From the moment Cadmus took me prisoner they told me they were gonna kill you and Kara unless I did what they said. I made my choice. Protect my girls at all costs.
How could you think that we would want you to hurt others to protect us? There are some things that you will never understand until you're a parent. Do you think Mom would understand this? I can only hope that someday she will. Kara, I'm home! I just... I love saying it like that. Hey, come on, not even a smile? What is it? What's going on? I'm trying to decide whether I should blog my article myself. Well, what happens if you blob it? - Blog. - Right, that's what I said, blob. Will Snapper get mad or something? Uh, big time. Yeah. Okay, well, think fast. Do you think it's the right thing to do? - Go. - Yes. I do. Well, there you go. Then publish it. Easy. But how can you be so sure? Because you are the most moral person I know. So if you think it's the right thing to do, it is. - I... - Do it.
- Uh... - Just push the button. - Push the button. - Okay. - It's blobbed. - There you go. - Way to blob, babe. - Ugh! - Let me get some chow. - Lena? I found something. Activity at a Luthor facility that's supposedly defunct. It's big enough to build almost anything. Or to hide something. - Lena? - Stay back! Lena? Dropped something? - How did you know? - I was getting coffee with Kara Danvers when you called. - That's lucky. - Yeah. Well, I'm glad you're here. I have something you'll both want to know. Cadmus and the missing aliens. I know where they are. Please, Dad. It's not too late. I'm afraid it is, Agent Danvers. Get to your launch stations.
- Lillian, what are you doing? - Damage control. Your other daughter, Kara Danvers, just unleashed an article online, exposing our plan. We're going to cut our losses. Launch the ship with the aliens already loaded. We've got a few hundred of them. It's not what I envisioned, but it's a start. - System locked. - Turn it off. Now! - You don't threaten me. - Lillian, do you really think that I would walk into the lion's den without a whip? I planted 10 Haldorr particle mines all over this facility. Stop the launch. - You're lying. - You wanna bet? The rest of the bombs are on a dead-man switch. I let this go and the entire place lights up. - I won't stop this. - I don't need you to. Dad, it's time for you to do what you taught your daughters to do. Are you with me? Tamper with my launch, Jeremiah, and I declare war on your whole family. If you let her... We're gonna protect each other. Always. Jeremiah. Jeremiah! Dad, make this right. Now stop the launch.
I can't. Give my daughter the override code. There isn't one. The only way to stop that ship is to drop that stick. I'm going on the ship. I'm going to stop the launch from the inside. Okay, go! I'm going to try to hack in from here. Okay. You're as naive as your daughter. I'll take that as a compliment. T-minus 60 seconds to engine ignition. Stop! - Alex! - Lyra. Get back. You start getting everybody off the ship. - I'm going to stop the launch. - Okay. T-minus 30 seconds to engine ignition. Okay... Come on. Everyone, we need to get to the exit. Secondary engine ignition. Everyone, hold onto something! Main engine ignition. Report! Detecting spacecraft launch on a hyperbolic trajectory. - What is it? - Cadmus.
Gotta be. Ugh! Uh, hey, Alex, can I call you back? We got an undetected launch. It's me! I'm the launch! - What? - This is not a drill. Once this ship breaches atmo it's gonna jump to light speed. So we need to stop it before it gets to space. - I'll never get there in time. - Uh, plan B... This is a Hoshin frigate, so walk me through landing it. - Okay, give me a second. - Winn! Okay, okay. Got it, got it! Uh, okay, try toggling the switch next to the control yoke and that should put you back in manual control and then I can take it from there. - Two minutes. - Nothing's happening. - The ship is still picking up speed. - We need to slow it down. I'm here. I can slow it down. Supergirl. Winn? The screens just lit up red! What's going on? Counter-measures. Okay, they just registered Supergirl as a threat
- and they're trying to target-lock. - Supergirl, keep moving! Are you okay? I'm all right. I'm... - Winn? - Supergirl! It's all right, it's all right, she just lost her comms. Okay. - Go. - Alex, in 20 seconds, the ship will be on the other side of the universe. It's up to her now. Come on. You can do this. You got this. Come on. Come on! Okay. And in breaking news, authorities have thwarted a terrorist plot to send registered aliens back into space. Alien families are being reunited. - It's a happy ending to what was... - Winn! - a harrowing series of events. - Oh, thank God, you're safe. Oh, I thought I lost you. You're firing me? You deliberately published an article using CatCo resources on a competing social media platform, which is not only a conflict of interest but also a direct and flagrant breach of contract. But you refused to run the story. I thought what I was doing was right. You weren't right, you were lucky.
And next time you might not be. One wrong statistic about the stock market and suddenly we're in the Great Depression. One misattributed quote from a candidate and you put a fascist in the White House. The rules are there for a reason. To make sure you get the story right. That's not luck. That's being a good reporter. You know what the worst part is? I was rooting for you. I'm sorry I disobeyed your orders, J'onn. But you shouldn't have done what you did. That was cruel. I did it because I thought you might be reckless and get yourself hurt. But then I almost lost you in that ship anyway. I was wrong, Alex, and I'm, uh... I'm sorry. Please know, I... I only did it to protect you. I never meant to hurt you. You sound just like him. Can we just agree to stop doing the wrong things for the right reasons? Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Let me start by doing the right thing. Report back to work, Agent Danvers. Yes, sir. I hope one day we get him back. We will. Did you get your job back? - Yeah, I did. - Good.
'Cause I'm not dating some unemployed slacker. Oh! Though you do make good arm candy. Mmm... Don't I? Potstickers. Still piping hot. Here, eat one. Or all of them. I promise you'll feel better. Ah, I don't know. Hey... Hey, you're gonna get another job. Yeah, but I... I don't want another job. Reporting is my calling. I help people. Yeah? - You know who else does? - Who? Allthosecomplicated littleemotions. Ilostcount. Emotional context, Sherlock. It destroys you every time. Now please, pull yourself together. I need you at peak efficiency. The next one isn't going to be so easy. Inyourowntime. Sherlock. No.
No! (Grunting) (Screaming) (Thunder rumbling) (Clears throat) John: Look, I know this is difficult and I know you're being tortured. But you have got to keep it together. This isn't torture. This is vivisection. We're experiencing science from the perspective of lab rats. (Breathing heavily) -Soldiers. -Soldiers. Moriarty: Tick-tock. Tickets,please. Hey, sis, don't mean to complain, but this one's empty. What happened? Did you run out of ideas? It'snotempty,Sherlock. You'vestillgotthe gun , haven'tyou? Itoldyouyou 'dneedit, becauseonlytwocan play thenextgame. Justtwoof yougoon fromhere. Yourchoice. It's make-your-mind-up time. Whose help do you need the most? Johnormycroft? It'saneliminationround. Youchooseone andkilltheother.
Youhaveto choose familyorfriend. MycroftorJohnWatson. Tick,tick,tick... -Eurus, enough! -Not yet, I think, but nearly. Remember, there'sa planein thesky andit'snotgoingtoland. -Well... -Well what? We're not actually going to discuss this, are we? I'm sorry, dr Watson. You are a fine man in many respects. Make your good-byes and shoot him. -Shoot him. -What? Shoot dr Watson. There's no questioning who has to continue from here. It's us. You and me. Whatever lies ahead requires brain power, Sherlock. Not sentiment. Don't prolong his agony. Shoot him. Do I get a say in this? Today we are soldiers. Soldiers die for their country. I regret, dr Watson, that privilege is now yours. Shit. He's right. He is, in fact, right. Make it swift.
No need to prolong his agony. Get it over with, and we can get to work. (Scoffing) God! I should have expected this. Pathetic. You always were the slow one. The idiot. That's why I've always despised you. You shame us all. You shame the family name. Now, for once in your life, do the right thing. Put this stupid little man out of all our misery. -Shoot him. -Stop it. Look at him. What is he? Nothing more than a distraction, a little scrap of ordinariness for you to impress, to dazzle with your cleverness. -You'll find another. -Please, for god's sake, just stop it. -Why? -Because on balance, even your lady bracknell was more convincing. Ignore everything he just said, he's being kind. He's trying to make it easy for me to kill him. Which is why this is going to be so much harder. You said you liked my lady bracknell. -Sherlock, don't. -It isn't your decision, dr Watson. Not in the face, though. Please. I promised my brain to the royal society.
Where would you suggest? Well, I suppose there is a heart somewhere inside me. I don't imagine it's much of a target, but why don't we try for that? I won't allow this. This is my fault. -Moriarty. -Moriarty. Her Christmas treat. Five minutes' conversation with Jim moriarty five years ago. What did they discuss? Five minutes' conversation, unsupervised. (Sighs) Good-bye, brother mine. No flowers. By request. Eurus: Jim moriarty thought you'dmakethischoice. He was so excited. Andherewe are, theendof theline. HolmeskillingHolmes. ThisiswhereIgetoff. Five minutes. It took her just five minutes to do all of this to us. Well, not on my watch. Eurus: What are you doing? A moment ago, a brave man asked to be remembered. I'm remembering the governor. Ten...
No, no, Sherlock. Sherlock: Nine... -Eight. -Eurus: You can't. -Seven. -You don't know about redbeard yet. -Six. -Sherlock! -Five. -Sherlock,stopthatatonce ! Four. Three. Two... (Barks) Girl: Hello? Hello,areyoustillthere? Yes. Yeah, no, I'm still here. I'm here. You went away. You said you'd help me and you went away. Yes, I know. Well, I'm sorry about that. We must have got cut off. (Breathing heavily) (Stammering) How long was I away? Hours.
Hours and hours. Why don't grown-ups tell the truth? No, I... I am telling the truth. You can trust me. -Girl: Where did you go? -I'm not completely sure. Um, now, I'll tell you what. You've got to be really, really brave for me. Can you go to the front of the plane? Can you do that? -Girl: The front? -Yes. That's right. The front. -Youmeanwherethe driveris? -Yes, that's it. Okay, I'm going. -Are you there yet? -Yeah, I'm here. -John? -Yeah. Where are you? I don't know. I've just woken up. Where are you? I'm in another cell. I just spoke to the girl on the plane again.
-We've been out for hours. -John: What, shestillup there? Yes. The plane will keep flying until it runs out of fuel. -Is mycroft with you? -I have no idea. I can hardly see anything. Mycroft? Mycroft? -Are you okay? -Yeah. All right. Well, just keep exploring. Tell me anything you can about where you are. The walls are rough. They're rock, I guess. -What are you standing on? -Uh, stone, I think. But listen, there's about two feet of water. Chains. Yeah, my feet are chained up. I can feel something. (Grunting) Bones,Sherlock. -Therearebonesinhere . -What kind of bones? Uh, I don't know, small. Sherlock: Redbeard.
Girl: Who's redbeard? Oh, hello. Are you at the front of the plane now? Yeah, I still can't wake the driver up. That's all right. What can you see now? (Stammering) I can see a river. There's a big wheel. All right. Well, you and i are gonna have to drive this plane together. Just you and me. -We are? -Yeah, there's nothing to it. We just need to get in touch with some people on the ground. Now, um, can you see anything that looks like a radio? No. That's all right. Keep looking. We've got plenty of time. (Beeping) -(Screams) -What's wrong? -Thewholeplane'sshaking. -It's just turbulence. There'snothing toworryabout. My ears hurt. Does the river look like it's getting closer? -A little bit. -All right, then.
That means you're nearly home. John: Sherlock? I'm in a well. That's where I am. I'm in the bottom of a well. Why would there be a well in sherrinford? Why is there a draught? Walls don't contract after you've painted them. Not real ones. I'm home. Musgrave hall. Eurus: Me and Jim moriarty, wegoton like ahouseon fire, whichremindedme of home. Yeah, it's just an old building. I don't care. The plane. Tell me about the plane, now! Eurus: Sweet Jim. Hewasneververyinterested inbeingalive. Especiallyifhe couldmake moretroublebeingdead. Yep. Still not interested. The plane! Eurus: You knew he'dtakehisrevenge. Hisrevenge, apparently,isme . Eurus, let me speak to the little girl on the plane and I'll play any game you like. Eurus:
First, find redbeard. I'mlettingthewaterinnow. You don't want me to drown another one of your pets, do you? At long last, Sherlock Holmes, it's time to solve the musgrave ritual. Your very first case, and the final problem. (Sighs mockingly) -Bye-bye. -John: Sherlock! Eurus: ¶I thatam lost oh,whowillfindme? John: Sherlock! Eurus: ¶deepdownbelow theoldbeechtree ¶help,succourmenow theeastwindsblow John. John? Can you hear me? John! (Screams) Help me. Help me, please. John: Sherlock! -John? -John: Yeah, it's flooding. -(Eurus continues singing) -The well is flooding. Try as long as possible not to drown.
What? I'm going to find you. I am finding you. Well, hurry up, please, because I don't have long. Girl: (Screaming) It's leaning over. Thewholeplane! Eurus: ¶oh,whowillfind me? ¶Deepdownbelow theoldbeechtree (grunts) Male voice: Three... Eurus, you said the answer is in the song, but I went through the song, line by line, all those years ago, and I found nothing. I couldn't find anything. There... There was a beech tree in the grounds and I dug, I dug, and dug, and dug, and dug. (Inhales sharply) Sixteen feet by 6, 16 yards, 16 metres, and I found nothing. No one! John: Sherlock? Oh,itwasaclever littlepuzzle. Wasn'tit? Sowhycouldn'tyou workitout,Sherlock? John: Sherlock? There'ssomething youneedto know. Emotionalcontext. Andhereit comes. Sherlock? The bones I found...
Yes? They're dog's bones, that's redbeard. Mycroft's been lying to you, to both of us. They're not dog's bones. Remember daddy's allergy? What was he allergic to? Whatwouldhe neverletyouhave allthosetimesyou begged? Well, he'd never let you have a dog. Young Sherlock: Come on, redbeard! Eurus: Your funny littlememory,Sherlock. Youwereupset, soyoutoldyourself abetterstory. Butweneverhad adog. (Softly) Victor. Now it's coming. Victor Trevor. Weplayedpirates. I was yellowbeard and he was... He was redbeard. Eurus: You were inseparable. But I wanted to play, too. (Gasps) Oh, god. (Sobs) What... (Breathing heavily) What did you do? ¶I thatam lost ¶oh,whowillfind me?
¶Deepdownbelow -¶theoldbeechtree ¶ -please, let me out. Please, someone, help me. Please! Young Sherlock: Comeon,redbeard! Victor. Eurus: Deep water, Sherlock,allyourlife, inallyourdreams. Deepwaters. You killed him. You killed my best friend. I never had a best friend. I had no one. Young eurus: Playwithme ,Sherlock. Playwithme . No one. Noone. Noone. Okay. Okay, let's play. Girl: Hello, are you there? I need your help. I'm trying to solve a puzzle. Girl: But what about theplane? The puzzle will save the plane. The wrong dates.
She used the wrong dates from the gravestones as the key to the cipher, and the cipher was the song. Is this strictly relevant? Yes, it is. I'll be with you in a minute. The lights are getting closer. Hush, now. Working. Let's number the words of the song. (Sighs) Thenrearrange thenumberedwords tomatchthesequence onthegravestones... (Gasps) "I am lost. "Help me, brother. "Save my life "before my doom. "I am lost "without your love. Save my soul. "Seek my room." Oh, god! We're going to crash! We're going to die! (Screams) (Grunts) I think it's time you told me your real name. I'm not allowed to tell my name to strangers. But I'm not a stranger, am I? I'm your brother. I'm here, eurus. You're playing with me, Sherlock. We're playing the game.

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