The Hardy Boys

- Stupid lens cap. Is it zoomed?

Perfect. Oh, man, the image is so crisp,

and the battery lasts up to two full hours!

- Are you really gonna haul that thing everywhere we go?

Are you kidding? These are priceless moments of our youth.

Say something to the camera! - Something to the camera.

How do I look?

- Like you're trying to impress me with a car?

It's kind of working though, right?

Oh, get a room.

- Thought we said no books? - Yeah, no books . I'm allowed one.

- You're gonna be a great lawyer, Callie. - Doctor, but thank you.

- Thought you said no to Rosegrave. - She got into Woodson Academy.

Now I just gotta be able to afford it.

You okay?

Uh, yeah.

Wrist still hurts. It's all good though.

Okay, let's go! Let's go!

Please don't fall out the back, please.

Phil, get in the truck.

Ugh, fine.

Let's go.

Thanks for the help, Phil.

Hey! Phil!

Phil!

Time's up, Phil. It's my turn with the camera.

Incorrectamundo, Dennis, I signed it out for the night.

- Yeah, last night. - What?

Th-that's a technicality! I obviously signed it out for the campfire!

- I don't know what to tell you. Should we take it up with Mr. Munder?

- Come on, Phil. We're wasting daylight. - What's your move even about?

- The local legend of Mindya. - Mindya?

I've never heard of it.

Mindya own business?

Hey, now.

I don't like this.

This wasn't the plan.

- We're improvising. Trust me, it's gonna be better.

If you don't wanna come, don't come.

Whatever you want, Lucy.

Yeah.

Come on, boys.

You look happy.

Yeah, I am.

Things are finally starting to feel normal again.

How is that a good thing?

Ah!

No! No! Please!

No, no, no! Don't! Don't--

Hey, honey.

- Mom? - How about a quick game?

Capture as many gems as you can.

There's one very special one, but be careful.

Or you'll lose everything.

Like your brother here.

100...

93...

86... 79...

- It's not a game of force, Frank. It's a puzzle.

58... 51...

44... 37...

30... 23... 16...

Get him out of here!

2...

Frank!

- Oh, I'm sorry, man. Really gotta start locking the door.

- It's a closed bathroom door. You should be knocking by default.

- What are you working on anyway? - Get this.

I saw a blue van driving around town the other day.

It was stopping and starting and lingering.

- And? - And it seemed suspicious,

so I snapped a few photos. You wanna join the investigation?

- Of what? - Could be a kidnapper,

could be a dognapper. It could...

It could be a whole dognapping ring.

And then think about it. When we solve this mystery,

we'll actually be able to talk about it and get credit for it.

And then-- - Joe. A blue van is not a mystery.

It's a nothing.

Find something real...

and then we'll talk. - Frank, it's been six months.

This van is as real as it gets! - I'm sorry to hear that.

Weirdo.

As Bridgeport braces for Demon Week,

the big question on everyone's mind is

who will be crowned this year's Demon Queen?

Speaking of demon queen,

Gloria Estabrook has now served six months of her--

What?

- You thinking this beard is a permanent thing...?

- Alright. Let's just get over it and move on.

This is my new look. I like the new look, Dad.

- Thank you, son. - Dad, we're gonna be late.

Can we get breakfast to go? - It's on the counter.

- Hey, has anyone seen my sketchbook? It's got my Demon Queen ideas in it--

- Under the couch. - Oh...

Where are my keys?

Thanks. - Drive safe. I love you.

- I love you, too. - Eh, you're okay, too.

Yeah, yeah.

- Hey, do we really need three vehicles in this house?

I mean, we're all going to the same school.

We can carpool in my van.

We're not exactly doing any favors for the planet here.

- No, but Frank's car is way better for our reputations.

- Yeah. See, we love you, Aunt Trudy. It's just that,

I mean, we can't be seen with you.

- So this guidance counselor gig, is this a permanent thing?

- We're just going to get over it and move on.

Hardy residence.

Will you accept a collect call

from Dixon City Minimum Security Prison?

Yes, I will. Put her through.

Fenton. You're not an easy man to get hold of these days.

What do you want, Gloria?

Let's talk about what you want.

Dude, what happened?

- Turns out my sore wrist was a fractured scaphoid.

Spent all night at the ER.

Six weeks with this bad boy and if that doesn't work, surgery.

Goodbye, baseball season. - Dude, that sucks.

Taking it a lot better than I would be.

What choice do I have, right?

Catch you later. - Later.

- Hey! Hey! - Hey.

- So, I know I've been super busy with all my prep school stuff,

but I've got my scholarship call with Trudy and Woodson today,

and then after that, I'm totally in the clear.

You wanna come over later and... study?

- I have work tonight. You should come by Wilt's and study.

- Uh, not exactly what I was suggesting, but it'll do.

- What were you suggesting? - See you later.

Wait, what were you suggesting?

- Let's talk about your adoption. - No.

Find another mystery.

- Why'd you tell me about it if you didn't want me to look into it?

Beginning to wonder that myself.

Alright, wait. Let's make a deal.

You tell me what you found out about your birth dad

that scared you so much you stopped looking into it,

and I'll leave you alone.

- Promise? - Yes.

- Cross your heart and hope to die? - I swear.

Swear on your mom's grave.

That's not fair.

Whereas Turing is a Pascal-like coding language,

a descendant of Euclid, SP/k, and, of course, Pascal,

with a clean syntax and precise machine...

Biff, why's your mom here?

- I'm not supposed to say. - Well, now you have to say.

Mr. Hardy.

If you don't pay attention, you'll never know the difference

between static manifest

and multi-paradigm object-oriented procedural.

I think I can live with that, sir.

Hilarious. Of course, its creator

famously cracked the Enigma code

using a crib cipher... - Biff.

I can't talk about it.

Fine, let's talk about your dad.

He's a gangster, isn't he? What, murderer?

Is he a pirate? - It's about Dennis. Okay? Happy?

Stupid Dennis. What'd he do now?

Steal a video camera and make his way to Dixon City?

- No, idiot. He didn't come home last night. He's missing.

- Get this. Dennis never came home last night.

He was out filming a secret AV Club project and blew way past his curfew.

So, his parents called Jesse, and Biff overheard them on the phone.

Now, Jesse and Deputy Riley are questioning Lucy

because she was the last person to see him.

They think that he's missing or worse.

Sorry, who's Dennis?

- Phil's arch-nemesis. Mesh ball cap,

thinks he's all that. - Okay, and Lucy is...

- His girlfriend. On the track team. With the nice eyes-- Whatever!

We gotta talk to her and find out what she knows.

- Is this really about Dennis? - Hey,

you said find something real.

This is what we've been waiting for.

- No, it's not. It's what you've been waiting for.

Cops are on it. Let them handle it.

- Oh, okay, come on. I mean, no offense to Jesse,

but Bridgeport's finest were looking into Mom and Grandma and the Eye,

and we're the ones who solved it. Not that anyone knows that.

Are you really going to do nothing while Dennis is in trouble?

I will do this one thing.

Hey, Lucy.

Can we ask you a few questions about Dennis?

- Why? I already told the cops everything I know.

- Do you know where he was filming last night?

You're friends with Phil, right?

- Well, I mean-- - Yeah.

So? - So, telling you where Dennis went

will give away what his film's about.

And he doesn't want Phil to know.

We have ways of finding out.

- Maybe you do, Hardy boys, but it's not going to be from me.

- Okay, Dennis' cubby is over here. - Good.

Lucy gave us a lead by accident.

She said that where Dennis was filming would give away what his film's about,