Just because the Frozen Hearts case took a supernatural...
super... sad turn
does not mean that we have no leads.
We still know what connects each victim.
Charity's a soul, okay?
So, you're the FBI. Let's profile this thing.
We can interview Matthew Burke's family or talk to Jake's mom...
First of all, there's black ice on the roads
from last night's storm and the Trenton Bridge is closed.
So we're stuck on the island. And we don't have
unlimited resources. It takes months to put together
accurate victim profiles in typical cases.
And this, well, isn't typical. It's supern...
... tremely sad. This is ridiculous.
So what are we gonna do... nothing?
People are gonna die.
The only immediate way to know which people on Earth
have the last two pieces
of Charity's soul would be to ask the Copperhead himself.
Or we ask the Copperhead's wife.
Ace thinks Charity Hudson's haunting the Historical Society?
You said you take leads from anywhere.
Prove it.
- Synced and corrected by Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -
Call from Temperance.
That's, like, the third call you've ignored from her.
- What happened? - Oh, you know, nothing much.
It's just, after the Burning Sorrows destroyed her body
she stole her daughter's face.
Yeah, you mentioned. Intense and creepy.
Yeah, and Nancy doesn't even seem bothered about it.
She says it's the only way that Temperance could have survived,
but... I'm just worried that my judgment about Temperance
may have been clouded because
I was so excited to become a Woman in White. And now
I can't shake the feeling that-that she's hiding something
from us, and that she is a low-key sociopath.
Your message to Temperance says:
"I can't shake the feeling that she is hiding something from us
and she is a low-key sociopath".
Ready to send?
Oh, no, no! No, no, no! Do not send.
Cancel. Do not send!
Okay, so-so...
- so what do I do? - Okay, well, you're gonna need
way more than a teeny tiny feeling about this
if you want Nancy to take you seriously.
Sorry, we're closed right now
- because of the ice on... - Okay, good,
because Eve needs our help.
Cool. Um, I need to talk to you first. Come on.
- Sorry. - Two secs.
Hi.
Okay, I know we haven't seen each other
since you and Eve met up last night, but I have some news.
That relic lead I told you about a couple days ago?
Uh-huh?
It worked.
We extracted Odette's soul. She's gone.
What... gone-gone?
- Forever? - Forever! No more shortened lifespan!
Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God, George! - I know!
- It's incredible! - I know.
- Mm. You're cured! - Mm. I'm cured!
So, wait, wait, wait. Wh-Wh...
- When'd this happen? - Two night ago.
- Two nights ago? - Mm-hmm.
Why didn't you tell me right away?
I tried to, but then you disappeared for 24 hours
- and you were catching up with Eve last night... - Oh, so, wait, wait...
you're telling me I spent an entire night talking
to an old friend instead of finding out my fiancée
got cured from a terminal condition?
Hey, don't feel bad. I needed time to think about things.
- What'd you need to think about? - I don't know. Things.
- What things? - Why are you mad?
- I'm not mad. - Well, you look mad.
I'm not mad. I'm-I'm... I'm-I'm thrilled, all right?
Okay, good, 'cause I'm excited
to spend the rest of my life with you!
Yeah, that's the part where they start kissing.
Sort of their natural progression.
So, what is it that we can help you with?
I'm a suspect in a murder investigation.
My boyfriend and I were celebrating
our one-year anniversary.
We took his parents' sailboat
out in the harbor for the day.
We were partying with another boat.
One minute, the sun is shining,
and the next minute, it's sunset,
and Anthony is dead.
His body dragging behind the sailboat,
caught in one of the boat lines.
Oh, my God.
Okay, so, the-the investigation is open and you're a suspect?
Do the police know you fled to Maine?
They haven't charged me yet.
And it's not technically fleeing.
I read about the crazy mysteries
you guys have solved on @NancyDrewsNews.
And I came across the Fan fan site.
George lost time when Odette was in control.
What if I'm possessed? What if this thing inside me
wants to kill somebody else that I care about again?
I've lost time before this boat trip.
Usually for just a few minutes, but
if this spirit inside me is getting stronger, then that
- would explain... - Okay, so, Odette
became entwined with George when she died,
and Nancy had to use a mystical shroud
to-to bring her back to life.
Have you been mystically resuscitated lately?
Just because I haven't had any near-death experiences
doesn't mean I'm not possessed.
I was the only one on that boat,
and I know the cops are gonna say that I did this.
And if I did, possession is the only explanation.
Okay, possessed or not,
let's just figure out if you actually killed Anthony first.
Yeah.
Hey!
- We came right over. - We?
Ah. Because the FBI
is notoriously open-minded about ghosts.
People say they see Hoover in the building all the time.
- Really? - No.
Okay.
Well, for the last two weeks, this building
has shown signs of a haunting.
And with each haunted event caught on the cameras,
there's a supernatural glitch
hiding an audio frequency. I deciphered said audio frequency
and found a distinctly female voice
on the recording. That's point two.
- Ace, that's incredible. - Thank you.
What did the voice say?
Die. Die.
Okay, that ghost is telling you to die.
- Is there a point three? - Yeah.
I scrubbed through all the security footage
and I found the day that it began. November 27th.
That's the night that Temperance returned to Horseshoe Bay.
And we know that she has a fraught relationship
- with her daughter Charity... - Yeah.
So maybe Temperance's return stirred up Charity's spirit.
Interesting but circumstantial.
Well, then allow me to present point four:
the first supernatural event.
The night Temperance came back to town.
Keep your eye on that paperweight on Hannah's desk.
Power goes out, glass turns clear.
Like a signal.
Hmm.
Six roses. The symbol for Women in White.
Charity Hudson was a Woman in White,
so it can't be a coincidence. It has to be Charity.
It's like our brain's the same brain.
How exactly can a ghost exist if its soul was divided
into four pieces before death and two of those pieces
are still intact in living human beings?
- That's a good question. - It would be a better question
if the premise wasn't flawed.
Agent Park presumes that
ghosts and souls are the same. My experience has shown that
hauntings do include souls,
but also Viking gods, demons, ghost loops.
Residual hauntings, like Agnes Marvin
- in the Captain's cottage. - Exactly. Not all
- paranormal events are tied to souls. - But you yourself
said Charity's spirit was disturbed
by Temperance's arrival in town.
Yeah, it was a literary flourish.
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth", Agent Park.
Okay. Uh, how do we get Charity on the tip line?
Well, uh, there's just one thing. Remember how
nor'easters in Horseshoe Bay blow restless spirits ashore?
- Mm-hmm. - I'm sorry, what?
With all the icy weather incoming...
Die. Die.
Charity's not the only one here.
Okay,
typically, when a mysterious woman shows up from a man's past
with a tragic backstory asking for help, it never goes well.
I mean, come on, possession?
- Okay. - It just doesn't add up.
Look, I agree, but let's at least find out
how Eve's boyfriend wound up dead in the water
- before diving into the possibility of possession. - Okay.
I know I sound crazy.
You should try to prove that I killed Anthony knowingly.
I'm serious. Follow your gut.
The evidence will prove that I'm possessed.
Would you like a new event created for your gut?
No. No, no, no. Ew.
Sorry, that's just my overactive
phone assist...
BRB.
Nature calling.
Every time I think I hear Charity,
another voice will sh...
Every time I think I hear Charity,
another voice shouts over her.
So we need a way to amplify the signal.
Like a totem. Something that
she touched the day she died.
- Her wedding ring. - Her wedding ring.
So, the Copperhead...
hung onto Charity's doll for over 150 years,
and he kept this chest
in the cell with him.
No wedding ring.
Time for plan B.
Uh, creepy, secret underground cage.
I'll get our coats.
- Ace's phone. - Our phones are always
listening to us, right?
Well, mine just gave me an idea.
I need to know how to access passive recordings.
Well, the recordings are only gonna be, like,
a minute long, at most.
Unrelated: you've spent some time with Agent Park?
- He showed up here with Nancy. - Hmm.
- Hmm? - Yeah,
you know that hot, stuffy feeling you have right now?
That might be because the window for you and Nancy
is closing and you're finally realizing it.
Who said I had windows or...
feelings?
I know you. I'm your platanchor.
Anyway, can you text me those instructions? Okay, bye.
Step one...
Wh...
Ace, what's going on?
The door's sealed. I can't open it.
Ace, are you okay?
Ace.
Ace!
Okay, well, I'm sure he'll get the hatch open.
He's very resourceful.
Meanwhile, since we're stuck down here,
want to go look at the cell?
There has to be something of Charity's.
How have we found nothing yet?
All right, think. Think, think, think.
Okay, the Copperhead's mission was tied to Charity.
He split her soul so that Temperance
could never reunite with her.
And he hated Temperance, just like his mother did.
He let Cora turn him into a monster
so that he could carry out her plan,
and then he waited here,
living off of rats... Hmm.
Got something?
Yeah.
Yeah, there's a symbol
on the ceiling... could have been left
by Cora Dow or the Women in White.
But this metalwork is the same type as the-the padlock
and that broken key that we found.
So maybe this is the business end.
Good find.
But the key didn't belong to Charity,
so it won't work as a totem.
We need something that belonged to her
so that we can ask her ghost
where the last two pieces of her soul are.
And if we can't do that, then two more people
will die supernatural deaths, and I'm the only one
that can do anything about that,
and the whole town is counting on me,
- and the only way that I... - Have you ever been in love?
That's off-topic.
I'm sorry, are you just
gonna sit there and do nothing? Because, for all we know,
the only reason the Copperhead isn't here right now
is because he's out there,
- freezing another heart. - When an investigation
hits a wall, the best thing you can do is nothing.
Sit in the discomfort of not knowing the way forward.
Clear your mind.
Give it a try.
This better lead to an amazing epiphany.
Are you meditating?
I'm imagining what it was like to be Beckett Dow.
Alone in an iron cage for over 150 years.
You're shivering.
Yeah, I mean, the-the air flow in these tunnels
makes it feel like we're outside in Arctic temperatures,
so of course I'm shivering.
Not gonna let you freeze to death.
Clear your mind.
Why would Beckett Dow choose to imprison himself?
Wait, what do you mean, imprison himself?
Take a look at these bolts on the bottom.
They're a different shape than the bolts
on the rest of the cell and they're on the inside.
This section of metal here...
the finish is slightly different.
The cage was completed from the inside.
He didn't trust anyone else to lock him inside this cage.
He had to do it himself.
Hatred can drive a man to do a lot of things.
But Beckett didn't hate Temperance.
His mother did.
Somebody else's hate doesn't make you seal yourself
inside your own tomb.
Well, what does?
- Love? - But Temperance said it was
Cora's ritual that turned Beckett into the Copperhead,
so he couldn't have done that on his own.
Who says he did it on his own?
Beckett and Charity were going to war.
What if they were trying to find a way to make sure
their love survived, even in death?
In that memory vision that we saw,
Charity told Temperance,
"You cannot imagine the power of our bond".
Beckett and Charity could have formed a lover's pact.
So, i-if Charity's soul was split,
that she never moves on,
and if Beckett becomes the Copperhead,
then he would act like a...
A radio?
Tuned into Charity's frequency.
Knowing she was always out there.
Still doesn't explain why the Copperhead
is going after Charity's soul now that Temperance is back.
That feels like Cora's revenge.
In case you're wondering, I'm clearing my mind
in hopes of achieving further epiphanies.
Wow. You guys
are... thorough.
This police report from your lawyer will only get us so far,
and we have to make do without the actual crime scene.
- Accident scene. - Accident scene.
Uh, remind me: which side of the boat was Anthony found on?
Yeah. "Decedent found attached to lines on the starboard side
of the boat". And Anthony had a cut
to the left side of his head, presumably from the fall...
Weird.
W-What?
It's-it's just, Anthony had a cut to the left side
of his head and a bruise to the right side.
He hit his head twice when he fell?
Or the bruise on the right side of his head
came from someone striking him,
causing him to fall overboard.
Sorry.
Do you remember a moment where Anthony might've hit his head?
I wish I could, Ned. Believe me.
Can I see your phone?
If you can't remember what happened,
I have a way to get a glimpse.
Unless, you do... remember,
and you don't want us to know?
Thank you.
So, our phones learn voice commands
by listening to us, even when we're not speaking to them.
These recordings are stored in the cloud
and then eventually deleted,
but since the trip was only a week ago...
I found one passive recording made during the boat trip.
Are you waiting for applause?
Stop lying!
I saw you. You kissed her right in front of me.
Why the hell are you so uptight? We were having fun.
How could you? You selfish, cheating piece of...
Sounds like he was unfaithful
and you were about ready to kill him.
I didn't tell you about the fight because I don't remember it.
I found this article online about someone
who was possessed and they kept getting into these
crazy arguments with people, and I just...
Eve, you are not possessed, okay?
Why do you keep harping on this?
Because there is no other explanation that makes sense.
You selfish, cheating piece of...
- That noise... that's a speedboat. - Yes.
I told you guys, we were partying with another boat...
- two girls we knew from school. - Okay, right,
and do you remember Anthony kissing one of them?
You do, don't you?
Eve, why didn't you tell us?
Because she's building an insanity defense,
and admitting an earthbound motive for murder
muddies the water? I mean, I'm sorry.
Okay! Well, that motive could go both ways. Right?
What if the girl he kissed got angry 'cause Anthony
wouldn't break up with Eve? And just because it sounds like
the boat's leaving in the recording
doesn't mean it actually left.
Mm-hmm. They could have circled back. I mean, this recording
is really close to the time of death. Maybe...
They saw something? You know, we should...
Scrub Instagram and find them?
We're the perfect team. Come on, social media savant.
I sound angry
in that recording.
I know you.
You are not a killer.
Neither are you.
How come you haven't been back home?
I mean, not even for one visit?
Uh... uh, I guess it feels like my...
my life got divided in two.
Everything that happened before that night at the party,
and everything that happened since I went to juvie.
And Florida is part of the before.
And right now...
I need to be in the present.
I understand. But
I know you, too, Ned.
And I know there's another reason
why you haven't come back home.
Maybe you could bring George.
Nick, George wants to show you something.
Okay, good.
You found the girls on the speedboat. But does this
help or hurt Eve's case?
Look at his right eyebrow.
The mysterious bruise.
Not from someone hitting him over the head before he died.
And he's clearly drunk at this point, too.
These are all things Eve can use in her defense.
Okay...
You're amazing.
But...
No, you are amazing.
You didn't doubt her, not for one second.
We're amazing.
- Yes, we are. - We're, like,
we're, like, a... like a perfect team.
Mm-hmm.
Why are we waiting any longer to get married?
- What? - No, I-I'm serious.
Aft-After everything we've been through...
me getting locked up, you-you having to take care
of your sisters, you know, facing down
a shortened lifespan because of Odette.
Life... life is already short.
And I don't want to waste a single second of that time
without you as my wife.
The sooner we're married,
the sooner our lives can really begin.
You want to elope?
Well, when?
Well, they say-they say tomorrow's not promised, right?
So... how about today?
Yes. Yes!
Okay, let's talk about what we know.
Thought we were clearing our minds.
Yeah, well, talking keeps me warm.
So, 156 years ago, Beckett Dow
split Charity's soul into four pieces
and those four pieces
jumped into the nearest four people on the battlefield.
From that, we can extrapolate that
when those four people died,
Charity's soul jumped into the nearest person.
- And so on. - Which is why you think
that profiling won't work, right...
because the-the soul jumping's random?
I'm nodding.
Can you tell?
Um, once-once Charity was dead
and-and... and-and her soul was split,
Beckett returned to Horseshoe Bay
and, uh, and-and followed the instructions
to make himself the Copperhead,
to complete their lover's pact.
Temperance said that she thinks
that the Copperhead's gonna destroy Charity's soul
and himself in one fell swoop.
And if we're right about the lover's pact,
that makes this a tragic love story.
Beckett hopes to be reunited with Charity.
I-It's never been about revenge.
It's always been about love.
They just want to be together, forever.
So you have been in love.
Ace.
Ace?
Charity?
Charity.
Not Charity.
Die!
The limestone's crumbling there.
Oh, my God.
Charity Hudson Dow. This belonged to Charity.
- We have a totem. - Let's hope Ace got that hatch open.
Hope you don't mind that I borrowed your keys, Eve.
Do you want to explain to us why you hid
your dead boyfriend's $27,000 watch in your suitcase?
You broke into my car?
What happened to "follow your gut"?
Or did you only want us to do that
when we were proving your possession excuse?
That is a violation, Bess.
She's been cooperating.
Oh, excuse me for wanting answers.
I mean, come on... why was that in there?
Okay, Eve, why was it hidden?
- Come on. - You gonna say it was a gift
or that you have no idea how it got in there?
- Is it possessed? - Anthony probably put it
in the dopp kit himself.
He was obsessed with that thing,
and if he forgot to take it off while we were
on board, he probably just
tucked it in there for safekeeping. I don't know!
God, she is using us, and at the very least
she's trying to worm her way back into Nick's life
- and ruin your relationship. - That's not true. Ned!
And at the very most, she's using us
to get away with murder. Come on!
Okay, but to kill someone over a watch?
Clearly, they were having troubles in their relationship.
Uh, angry girlfriend plus a big payday?
I mean, people have killed for a lot less.
See?
Guilty. Already on the run.
Without her... without her keys and her phone and her jacket?
In the middle of an Arctic front?
It's, like... it's, like, 12 degrees outside.
- She blacked out. - She blacked out.
Oh, for God...
The escape ladder should be down this way
based on our walking pace
and the amount of corridors we've passed.
Trying to plot a mental map of the tunnels.
Still resisting the discomfort of not knowing.
Yeah, well, it's just how my mind works.
It's an incredible mind. You can do anything.
That's why you feel like you have to do everything.
Find the totem, ask the ghost, save the town,
- map the tunnels. - Are you-are you profiling me
or you making of fun of me or both?
It's a compliment.
But I know just because you can't do everything
doesn't mean that it's easy or doesn't require
constant intentionality and effort.
You're definitely profiling me.
It's how my mind works.
You don't have to do anything to mitigate my discomfort.
I am...
good with walking into the unknown.
Ace?
- Oh, my God. - Hey!
Oh, good.
I have a couple of things. Uh,
we're gonna have to replace the hatch. Also,
I was wrong. We're not dealing with Charity.
But whoever the ghost is, she still wants us to die.
The icy front, though, has kind of made her strong,
so I think we should probably vacate the premises
until the freeze passes.
After you.
- Eve? - Eve! - Eve!
- Eve? - Eve!
- Eve? Eve! - Eve?
She's here, by the water!
Eve, stop!
Eve, be careful. There's an undertow!
Eve!
No, Nick,
be careful!
Eve! Eve!
- No! - No, Nick!
- Hey, hey, no, no. - Bess, what do we do?
I don't... We just stay here. Just stay. It's okay.
Where is he?
Nick, come on!
- Oh, thank God. - Come on.
So cold.
- Here. There, are you okay? - Come on. Come on.
Come on.
- Come on. - Come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Oh! Oh!
Oh, my God. Oh, God.
What just happened?
- Here. - Thank you.
They're still talking.
Do you actually think that Park can help Eve?
Yeah, she's in good hands.
We already did a social media dive.
Except we didn't find
anything that was from a story or a snap.
Those posts go away after 24 hours.
But nothing's ever gone from the Internet.
He's looking for deleted posts. Maybe those can
- give us some answers. - Yeah, it seems like answers
are hard to come by today.
We were wrong about it being Charity
who was haunting the Historical Society,
which means we lost our only lead
on Copperhead's next victim, so...
Yeah, and you touched a dead person's snot rag for nothing.
I still think these things could be useful,
even if Charity's not around to talk to.
You really think so?
Yeah, I do.
Um... uh, Park said
he thinks he has an explanation for Eve's blackouts.
He said it's a trauma response.
Eve started having lost moments of time
a little over two years ago.
So, the blackouts are real?
So, Eve's blackouts started after you...
- killed someone in self-defense. - Uh-huh.
Usually the kind of behavior exhibited
is either, um, self-soothing or, um, self-harming.
- Like walking into the bay. - Yeah.
He said, uh,
the blackouts are triggered by, uh,
Eve's emotions being heightened.
Like during an argument.
Hey, this...
this is not your fault, all right?
No, no. Th-This is mine.
Got something.
This is a deleted story,
geotagged in the same harbor that Eve and Anthony were in,
right around the time of death.
There's Eve.
She's winding and unwinding a line.
That's repetitive movement... self-soothing behavior.
And there's Anthony. He looks a little...
It was an accident.
You didn't have anything to do with it.
And I am so, so sorry
for-for getting carried away.
I have trust issues,
and think I was projecting
my distrust of someone else onto you.
Maybe you are right.
I mean, you weren't right about me.
But you were right to keep digging.
Maybe you should do the same thing
with this other person.
Thank you. For helping Eve.
And for going on that wild-goose chase
at the Historical Society earlier.
So, what's the plan now?
Well, I just thought that I would take some advice
that I recently received...
and sit here
and do nothing.
Care to join?
You can have the bigger half.
Oh, and
I nicked this out of your bag.
It's... bad habit?
I really didn't know this was in there.
I'll give it back to his dad.
It's been in his family for generations.
Generations! Oh, my God.
- Is she okay? - Oh, yeah,
yeah, she does this all the time.
What if it's not random?
What if Charity's soul is passed down generationally?
Uh, if that's the case,
then all we'd-we'd need to prove the theory
is to confirm that Matthew Burke and Jake Cazine
had ancestors at Gettysburg the day Charity died.
And if they do,
we can extrapolate who the next victims would be
from there. We could
compile a list of potential victims.
I mean, it'll be a big list, but it's a lead.
A solid lead.
Because Jake Cazine had an ancestor
who fought with the 20th Maine Regiment at Gettysburg.
Jake used to go to reenactments with his dad.
The courthouse closes at 5:00.
Oh. Okay. Uh, we-we still have time, right, right?
Can we-can we check on Eve first?
Yeah.
You all right?
I was thinking about what you said about windows.
So I wanted to...
just text Nancy something.
"I have something important I want to tell you.
Can you meet me at the loft at 8:00? Alone?"
It is both perfect...
and sent.
Bess.
You will thank me later.
Hey, we have to follow our instincts.
No matter where they lead us.
Your instincts are uncool.
You are fine.
And no. My instincts are leading me
to a currently unoccupied Icarus Hall.
The Trenton Bridge is still closed
and Temperance's voice mail said she's stuck in Ellsworth.
Thank you, phone assistant, for transcribing my messages.
Good luck.
Everything okay?
Peachy.
See you later.
- Give me two secs. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Hey, what's this? - Agent Park
put together a list of psychologists
that he knows in Florida.
He thinks they can help with my blackouts.
- You're going back to Florida? - For winter break.
Maybe longer.
I got some things to process.
It's me, isn't it?
I'm the reason you never came back to Florida.
Because you blame me for what happened that night,
- and I... - No. No. No, no. God, no.
Eve, no. It's...
It's because I'm ashamed.
Okay? It's because...
... everyone back home expected great things from me.
College. NFL career.
Success beyond their wildest dreams, and instead
I killed a man and I went to juvie. It feels like
I can't go back home until I make better
than what everyone expected.
The only person putting that pressure on you is you.
I'm starting to realize that, yeah.
And I hope you believe me
when I say this. You have nothing to be ashamed of.
You were amazing then and you are amazing now.
Mm.
But I won't push you to go back.
Especially since I don't much feel like going back myself.
Hey.
Then don't go back. Stay in Horseshoe Bay.
Thank you, George. But
no, I-I have to go back.
I have to start processing my trauma.
And...
you two still have time to get to the courthouse.
I heard you earlier. Go get married.
Be happy, Nick.
What? No. It's 4:50. We have ten minutes.
Maybe-maybe they shut down for the weather?
A little frost, and the halls of justice stop?
I don't think so!
Excuse me! Hello?!
Ma-Maybe there's a sign, huh?
Maybe we should, uh, we should try again tomorrow.
No.
No way. No. You know what's a sign?
You not drowning.
Us getting here in time, despite heroics
and black ice being on the road,
and a freakin' murder investigation.
Hello! Whoa.
Sorry about that.
I'm the only one here today,
and I was just about to head home.
Lucky thing I heard you.
Hear that? Lucky thing.
- We would like to get married today. - Yes.
- Please. - Well, you came to the right place. Come on.
? This feeling. ?
Okay...
All the paperwork's ready to go.
Great.
Oh.
Everything okay?
An aisle.
I-I should walk down an aisle, right?
Right, right. Yeah. Of course.
Um, uh, Judge Goodman, would you mind?
Sure.
How's this?
Yeah.
This... is good.
Whenever you're ready,
just walk towards us.
I can't.
Oh, I want to so badly, but I don't think I can.
I can't do this.
- Give us a second? - Mm-hmm.
Hey. Hey, hey.
You okay?
I just keep thinking "what is marriage?"
It means entwining two souls together
for the rest of their lives.
Hey, marriage isn't the same thing
as what happened with you and Odette.
Isn't it, though?
Nick, I said yes to you earlier,
but it's because of that same fear
that made me propose to you in the first place.
"Life is short.
Tomorrow's not promised".
But, Nick, if-if you and I do this now, we'll be like
two plants that wrap around each other
before they're fully grown.
And then they spend the rest of their lives
struggling for light and water.
I want to grow next to you, Nick.
I want to live so badly.
And I don't want us to make this decision
just because we're afraid that our lives could end
at any moment.
I want to tell you you're wrong.
Because I love you.
And I want to spend my life with you.
Ah...
But after what happened today with Eve,
I know I have healing to do, too.
So... let's grow side by side.
Strengthen our roots.
Next to each other.
And we don't... we don't...
We don't have to rush this.
Right?
I mean, Charity Hudson and Beckett Dow
rushed into a marriage, and look what it got them.
Four pieces of a soul and an obsession
with eating rats and frozen hearts, so...
Yeah, that's a...
that's a vivid and excellent point.
You and me...
we got nothing but time.
Will you ask me again one day, please,
Ned Nickerson?
You better believe it, George Fan.
We still haven't confirmed Burke's family connection
to Gettysburg, but I'll make some calls in the morning.
Good work, Nancy.
Yeah, good night, Agent Park.
Okay, if I was a 200-year-old witch,
where would I hide compromising evidence against me?
Okay.
Oh, it's a nice chair.
Who are you writing letters to?
"I let her think my charm would bait the Copperhead,
but I designed that charm to awaken
the Burning Sorrows
as a way to get Nancy to trust me". No. No.
Why is it blurring? No!
Oh, gosh.
No, no, no, no. I need evidence! No!
I need to find more evidence.
Okay, okay.
Send a message to Temperance.
OMG. So sorry I missed your calls. Crazy day.
Let's get brekkie first thing
and talk Long Night Ball plans.
Ready to send.
Oh, yeah.
Ace?
Oh, no, I am sorry.
I lost track of time. I was working on the key.
Nancy.
Hannah?
What are you doing here?
You can see me?
I have been trying to contact you all day.
Oh, this isn't what I wanted, no.
We're both in terrible danger.
Nancy, who is it?
It's the phantom knocker again. There's no one here.
Nancy, wait.
She can't see us.
Where are we?
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