Greenhouse Academy

- Hey! -Hey.

Everything okay, Daniel? You look stressed.

Yeah, I'm just, uh... I've been thinking about that Whitney game, you know?

You look pale. Maybe you should take it easy.

See? Told you I was okay.

So, uh, what are you reading?

Surf reports. Four-foot swells tomorrow.

Oh, you surf?

Obviously. You do.

-So, where are you from, Jackie? -Everywhere. I bounced around a lot.

Cool.

Hey, I don't mean to be nosy, but why were you in handcuffs at the exam?

To protect Leo.

I mean, did you hear how loud he was playing his guitar?

Ha-ha.

Even I would've strangled him.

What? My notebook.

How did this happen? It was soaking wet. I threw it away.

Well, I just remembered I have a lot of homework to do.

That was weird.

Hey, Alex.

I told you he needs some space.

Eric...

how's Carter holding up?

You know him. He's a tough guy. He'll get through this.

Check this out. Here's more information on Bill.

-The missing park ranger? -Yeah. We got a new lead.

The GPS tracker chip on his Taser

has been emitting a weak signal near the Greenhouse,

and I want you to check it out.

Carter's kids just got accepted into that school.

Well, there you go. All the more reason for you to handle this.

All right, Chief.

And find that Taser before one of the kids does.

I understand you have a job to do, but how long is this search gonna take?

We don't know. It's a two-mile search radius.

We'll be discreet, but we have to be thorough.

The longer you're here--

Look, the GPS signal's been emitting all week from the same spot.

It means the ranger's Taser was either lost or thrown out.

- My diaphragm. -I don't care about your diaphragm.

I wanna know why you stole my sketchbook.

What was going on in that tiny little head of yours?

-It's not tiny. It's proportional-- -Answer the question!

I didn't steal it. I borrowed it to fix it.

Do you wanna see how?

- -Show me, Einstein.

I scanned the images from your sketchbook

onto this multi-core, i9 processor computer,

and then I hooked up the 3-D printer and made an exact replica.

I even crumpled up the pages to make it more realistic.

So if I run out of money, you can print me out some bills.

-Uh... -I'm kidding.

-Show me my files. - Yeah.

-Uh... -

Right there, where it says "Jackie." Yeah, yeah, right there.

Mmm-hmm.

No, wait... No, no, no, no...

No, no, no, no!

You should click "no," because otherwise it's gonna...

Thanks for the tour.

I'm impressed.

Hey, what's up, man?

Hey.

You okay?

-Yeah. -Wait, wait, wait.

Come one. Get up. I wanna show you something.

What?

It's something especially for people in your condition.

-My condition? -Yeah, your sad condition.

You're a real downer, Woods. Nobody ever told you that?

Come on.

-Hey, babe. -Good practice?

-Yeah. We're gonna kill Whitney. -I know you will.

Well, I gotta go. I got rock climbing class next.

-Cool. I have meditation coming up. -Yeah?

Love you.

Eric Simmons, FBI.

So you understand why we're here, right? Would you mind answering a few questions?

Well, thanks for your help. It's gonna be okay.

Is there a place where we can question him quietly?

All right, we'll talk in my office.

What?

What's wrong?

Are those people still there?

No. Why? Who are...

they?

-Leo, I really don't have time for this. -Trust me, you'll love it.

Whoa! What is this place?

Well, you said you needed some privacy, right?

This is where I go when I need to be alone.

Thanks, but you don't have to do this.

Really. I'm fine.

Okay. I better go.

What is that?

That is Bach. The world's first rocker.

Interesting.

-You want to be the next one? -I don't play.

It's okay. Here, come on. Try it.

-Okay. -All right, just sit down.

Here. Take the guitar.

All right, now, here, give me your hand.

All right. Just put your fingers there, there...

See? That's an A chord. A chord, this is Hayley.

Nice to meet you, A chord.

Are you ready to say goodbye to your depression?

Go for it.

Wow!

The louder you play, the better you'll feel.

-You sure it's okay? -Yeah, no one can hear a thing. Wait.

- -Whoa!

This is awesome!

Whoo!

Perfect timing, kid.

-Have a seat. -For what?

Just sit down.

We were just discussing how to break into the Ravens clubhouse.

Why... why would you do that?

To wipe the smiles off their faces after they won the opening challenge.

Relax, okay? It's a Greenhouse tradition.

The problem is that only a Raven's Louie can open their door.

And that's where you come in.

Me?

Mmm-hmm.

-No, no, no, no, no. -Look, this is a fake Louie.

It's identical to the one your sister carries.

All you have to do is swap them without her noticing.

What?

No, no. No way. I can't do this.

-I told you so. -Yeah.

Well, algebra, here I come. Who wants to study with me?

I'll go.

Wait.

I'll do it.

Way to go, kid. See, that's what I'm talking about.

-Now you sound like an Eagle. -Mmm-hmm.

You're a quick learner. Now you know two chords,

which means you can play 90% of the songs ever written.

-Really? -No.

-Oh. -

Listen, Leo. Thanks.

I really needed this.

Anytime, Woods.

Your brother will be fine, you know.

It's always hard at first.

Yeah, it's a little bit more complicated than that with me and my brother.

I'll never forget that day.

We all watched the landing here at the cafeteria.

It was the most terrifying silence I ever heard.

Everyone cried. Even Louis.

I can't imagine what it was like for you.

You know, the last time I saw her,

I promised her I would take care of my brother until she came back.

Feels like I let her down.

I think she'd be proud of you.

Can I have some more?

Just a bit more.

And that's good. Thanks.

One second.

My treat.

-Could I leave this here? -Sure.

What is this, a bribe?

More like a peace offering.

- -Well, if it's chocolate, I'll accept.

I wanted to apologize. I was upset. I took it out on you--

It's not your fault, Alex.

I should've minded my own business.

You're not a little boy anymore.

-So we're cool? -Of course we're cool.

There he is. There he is. Hey, hey, guy, guys, guys. Psst. He's here.

Well?

You chickened out, didn't you?

-So predictable. - Let's go.

- We gotta do something. - What do we do now?

We'll get another Raven to do it.

Ah...

I knew you could do it!

-Yes! -

- This is gonna be so good. -Way to go.

Awesome!

So, what are you going to do to 'em?

"You"? You mean we.

Let's just say we're gonna show them what a little paint can do.

-You're gonna love this. - Good job.

So you found nothing?

I guess it's goodbye, then.

We were thinking we should interview the students.

Absolutely not.

Louis, we know the Taser is here somewhere.

How? You told me the GPS stopped transmitting.

I'm sorry, but unless you have tangible evidence

linking my students to that weapon, you no longer have a reason to be here.