Nancy Drew

Previously on Nancy Drew...

Your DNA wasn't a match for the female hair.

It's a mother-daughter match for Lucy Sable.

She's me.

The baby is me.

You had every opportunity to tell me the truth.

But you didn't, because you hoped

that I would never find out that Lucy was my mother.

Every day for 19 years, you woke up and you chose to lie to me.

And what did Kate think?

- Your mom... - N-N-No.

What did Kate think? Did she have second thoughts?

Is that why you sent me away from her

when she was on her deathbed?

So that you didn't have some attack of conscience and then

tell me that Ryan Hudson is my biological father?

- Oh, my God... - All we knew was what Lucy told us.

She begged us to protect you.

She said you wouldn't be safe

if the Hudsons found out

who you really were.

Nancy, Lucy gave you to us

and begged us to raise you. It was her dying wish.

What would have happened if I hadn't ever tested Lucy's DNA?

How long would you have kept up this-this master deception?

- Your mother and I... - Stop calling her my mother!

We both agreed it was best

- not to tell you. - Why, why... ?

- That it would be best... - No, listen.

Why-why did you bury her dress in the backyard?

Why were you arguing when you were digging it up?

Kate was the one who buried the dress.

For her, I think it was some kind of link to Lucy.

And when she told me, I asked her to get rid of it,

and she didn't. She hid it in the attic.

I guess she-she probably thought

that nobody would ever find it there

because no one ever went up there.

Nancy.

Please let me in.

I really, really need some space.

You shouldn't be alone right now.

Yeah, well, it turns out I've been alone my whole life.

You know that's not true.

Nancy.

Nancy, please.

Why didn't he sleep in George's room?

Well, they can't do it, you know, with Mom in the house.

Oh...

Oh, my... oh...

Morning, Ted, Charlie.

Look, just to be clear,

your-your sister and I are just friends, okay?

A-And-and colleagues.

You two, out.

Now. Go help Mom.

You go help Mom.

Good morning.

Morning.

How'd you sleep?

Terribly.

Yeah. Same here.

If you stay one more night, I'm charging rent.

This ain't an Airbnb.

- Ignore her. - Don't ignore me!

Um, she-she's right.

Y'all have been more than generous. I'll...

I'll look for my own place today.

Just as soon as I find my other shoe.

Oh...

Very funny, guys.

What happened?

Someone put the Atlantic Ocean in my shoe.

Come on. Seriously?

That's... weird.

I could've s-sworn...

Ah, well this one just has peanut butter on it.

Here.

Someone needs a spin on the chore wheel. Ted!

Mr. Drew?

Nails in all four.

Yeah, slow leaks.

Like someone wanted you to drive a couple of miles

before you got stranded.

You got a vandal in your neighborhood?

I would put money on it.

Hey, I can, I can make these safe enough so you can drive

back to town, but you're gonna want to get new tires.

Hey, just want to say,

with the apparent exception of one vandal...

... everyone's thrilled you were exonerated.

You and Nancy must have had a hell of a celebration, right?

Where is she, anyway? Why isn't she out here with a tire jack?

She's... not answering her phone.

I'm lucky I was able to get you.

I know you've been busy over at the restaurant.

Nancy told you about that.

Yeah, she's caught me up on recent events.

The highlights, anyway.

Um...

Look, when I ended things with Nancy,

- I... - No, no, no.

No, that's between the two of you.

I just wanted to say,

it's good you're making a life for yourself here.

Kate would've been happy to see it.

I hope so.

Yeah, she was an amazing lady.

Pardon me.

Hi, oh.

- Hey, don't mind me. - Um...

Me and Lisbeth just haven't seen each other in a few weeks.

- Okay. - Yeah.

- Bye. - Bye.

Mmm. Portland can't compete with you.

- Then it should quit trying. - Mm.

Hey, be my plus-one to Aunt Diana's birthday party tonight.

She asked me to plan it.

Mm-hmm, rich lady soiree, huh?

Okay, but our next date night's drive-in and a pizza.

- Okay. - I got to go.

- I'll pick you up at 5:00? - Perfect.

- Okay. - Bye.

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First he's on your couch,

then he's in your bed.

That's the nature of man.

I just want to make sure that you're thinking as much

with your head as you are with your meow.

- What the hell? - You heard me!

Let me guess,

you had a bizarre vision that turned into sand?

Tidal crab in my corn flakes.

Crusty nautical rope in the sink, severed finger.

Yeah, maggots in the tomatoes.

Nick said he found seawater in his shoe this morning,

and it wasn't a prank from my sisters.

Wait, Nick woke up at your place this morning?

Yeah, his last night of mooching.

Hi, Victoria.

Do you think these are messages from Dead Lucy?

Hi, Bessie. What's up?

- No, not likely. - Hey...

Leftover sand sounds like a warning.

Like a curse.

George told me that Nancy called to the Aglaeca

and didn't pay the toll.

We tried to pay it. Owen Marvin almost bled out.

Yeah, well, obviously, it wasn't enough.

Look, inhuman sea spirits are very unforgiving.

So now the Aglaeca's pissed,

- and that's why they're sending you these portents. - Hey.

You have to find a way to appease it.

Oh, and before anyone asks,

I will not be doing the ritual.

It turns out, spirits make me drink.

Oh, poor you.

But I have heard of a ritual

that can defuse the effects of a curse

from an inhuman sea spirit like the Aglaeca.

You need two ingredients:

the person who called to it and one of their blood relatives.

For the person who made the call, ooh,

it is gonna hurt like a son of a bitch.

- Okay. - And...

- Hey. - We need to find Nancy and Carson.

Jesse, get off that nature cam,

say goodbye to the bears, we got to go.

- Coming! - Do you need any help?

What, are we hiding out from the world today?

Can we call in sick?

I would love to, but I can't miss Aunt Diana's party.

Ah, yes, of course.

But, um, I'm flying back to New York tonight.

Why don't you come with me?

I think with everything that's happened,

you deserve a few personal days.

Yeah. Yeah, I do deserve that.

All right. We'll hit Diana's party tonight,

and leave right after.

Sold?

Sold.

What?

What happened?

Are you... ?

Hello? Ace?

Uh, yeah, she's...

Um, it's an emergency?

Get in.

I know you're dealing with a lot, but, uh,

Victoria says the Aglaeca's coming after us.

Nick, Bess, George,

we've all gotten these really weird visions.

Portents. Have you?

I vomited up a seaweed wreath yesterday morning.

I would say that qualifies.

When I went to look for it later,

it had turned to sand.

You're saying the Aglaeca did that?

Yeah, apparently it's like a bloodhound.