Legacies

Previously on Legacies...

How am I supposed to protect them

from stuff that's not supposed to exist?

Hope got bamboozled by one of the monsters,

and now only two keys separate

the entire supernatural community from being consumed

by a hell portal.

Say, what's going on here?

A gas leak.

Don't worry, though, we have it under control.

Would you like to get dinner with me sometime?

I just started seeing someone.

Mind-control slugs.

We're totally infected, aren't we?

I hate that urn.

So I'm just gonna get rid of it.

All right.

To you.

A week off.

And a break from monster-related business.

Hear, hear. And...

Oh!

I detest creepy crawlies.

You had a mind-control slug

in your brain, but a beetle freaks you out.

It's a childhood fear.

So, have you decided if you're gonna

come to the mountains with me for spring break?

Does it look like I know how to pitch a tent?

No, it does not,

Miss "High Heels at a Picnic."

Which is why I booked us at an inn.

Because, you know, psychologically speaking,

you wouldn't have worn those shoes

if you didn't like me a little.

Let's get out of here, come on, come on.

Okay... all right...

I couldn't find it.

'Cause it's not there.

Then why have I done five dives looking for it?

I didn't figure it out till now.

When's the last time you slept?

Oh, man, I will get some sleep when we find this damn urn.

Look, you've got to stop

beating yourself up about this.

I mean, yes, throwing an extremely dangerous

magical artifact into the river was

pretty stupid.

The slug made you do it.

Slug or not, I am responsible for the things I do,

and I have very likely unleashed a new monster on the humans

that live outside the gates of the school,

so I need to clean up this mess.

Look, I've been searching for things

outside the ordinary.

Sandstorms, locusts,

scorpions... and then all of a sudden,

this attack that happened to you.

Dorian, these are mini plagues.

The river must've swept the urn downstream.

And these plagues are a harbinger

of whatever monster's come for it.

Mm-hmm. Ten bucks I know what it is.

I'm way ahead of you. Now, if my theory is correct,

the urn is here.

It's a man-made reservoir. A dam.

Which would have trapped the urn.

Exactly.

So pack your flippers, Dorian. We're going on a road trip.

But I was supposed to...

...skip my mountain getaway with Emma

and help you fight evil.

Hey, listen, man, I'm really sorry to harsh

your romantic weekend.

Don't worry about it.

I'll just invite her to come with us.

Sure.

You want me to go where?

Maple Hollows. It'll be fun.

You're the one who didn't want to go home for spring break.

That's 'cause my family's crazy, man.

It's the same thing every year.

A barbecue, a game of spades,

and then my uncle's throwing hands.

Do you think I want to trade my family drama for yours?

I think you want unsupervised time to feed on humans.

Okay, so now we get to the real.

You still don't trust me.

Right now? Not as far as I can throw you.

Look, MG doesn't need

any negative influences while I'm gone.

So come with me.

All you have to do is follow my rules.

There's rules now? Yeah, they're simple.

No using vampire powers...

and absolutely...

no using vampire powers.

Look, I do this, you'll get off my back?

Nothing would make me happier.

All right.

Whatever.

But... if we're going to some Podunk town, you know,

we can't roll up in that slick-ass Salvatore bus.

We got to stay low-key.

I'm one step ahead of you.

Dr. Saltzman, this van is very... white of you.

It's retro.

It's a gas-guzzling atrocity on wheels.

I brought snacks.

Oh, sweet.

Did you pack them before or after you decided

to FOMO your way onto our trip?

Like I'm gonna let you guys chase monsters without me?

I would've thought you wanted to spend the break

canoodling with your hipster boyfriend.

Sorry for wanting to protect the outside world

from my mistakes.

You know, there's currently an urn on a river cruise

spreading plagues across America

because I thought a unicorn was cute.

It's called accountability.

Maybe there's a bracelet for it.

Or maybe you just wanted to ruin

yet another Saltzman spring break.

When have I ever ruined a spring break?

Girls? We're gonna be in this classic automobile

for six hours, all right?

So, no bickering.

It would help if it wasn't a thousand degrees in here.

I'm burning up.

You're burning up.

Now, that's ironic.

What does that even mean?

Don't play dumb.

I see you. I see right through you.

I don't know what you're talking about.

What happened to playing nice?

Over. Done.

I'm getting back to me.

I am who I am.

Right, Josie?

Josie? Sorry?

Josie, you cannot leave me alone

with just her for company.

Well, I get carsick

if I don't listen to music.

Josie!

Girls!

Girls! There's no reason to be tense

or awkward, okay? Now knock it off.

We're gonna get through this together.

God help us all.

Woot. Road trip.

I'm boiling. I'm freezing.

I'm starving.

Okay, sandwiches.

I'll do a sandwich.

Dad, did you only pack meat?

- Thank you. - J-Just baloney?

I told you, it's meat.

Punch buggy, no returns.

I think I'm...

My God!

Get it in the bag!

Are we there yet?

Oh, Lord! In the bag, sweetheart.

Are we there yet?

I'm not lost.

Oh, yeah. Keep up, guys.

Whoa, could you not?

I'm sorry.

We there yet?

Yes!

You're sure this is the right spot?

Anyone else would probably go all the way to the dam.

Here, the river, it bends,

slows, makes deposits.

I'll find the urn.

And we can be on our way.

So we're gonna split up, check out the town.

We've got a fake gas leak story ready to go

just in case there's another plague.

Take care of my girl, Ric.

Be careful, okay?

Yeah.

Welcome to Maple Hollows.

Girls, you take the fountain area.

See what you can find out.

Fun fact: this town has

the biggest ball of yarn in the country.

And nobody's seen anything strange.

This isn't exactly a hotspot of activity.

Our hopes of finding anything are going up in smoke.

Wait, are you passive- aggressively referring

to that fire in my dorm room three years ago?

You mean the one that you set on purpose to sabotage

our spring break trip with our dad?

No, Hope. Why would I talk about that?

Dude, you've lost it. The only thing that we lost was a week

of quality family time.