[ambient nature sounds]
[gate creaks]
[bird caws]
[blades sheathing]
♪♪
[caws]
[buzzing]
[eerie music playing]
MAYOR FURST: Ah.
You're late.
[buzzing]
Get rid of them
and make it look like an accident.
This cannot be traced back to me.
♪♪
[excited chatter]
Field trip! Ye-yah!
♪♪
[sighs]
- [mud squelching] - MISSY: Ugh!
- Gross. - [Soleil giggles]
Ugh, I can't believe I'm saying this,
but I'd rather be at school.
Not me, I couldn't sit through class
after fighting grunches!
That was so awesome!
Remember when Maybe was all,
[deep voice] "I know that chord."
No way I sounded like that but, uh, let's pretend I did.
[chuckles] Yo, how'd it go when you talked to your brother?
Ya know, about
[whispers] the whole blood-sucking thing?
Uh, weird, but good. [chuckles]
I guess the Bunradys have been looking out for us
while our parents are on tour.
Paulie's real close with them.
He says donating your blood
is like buying dinner for a friend.
So, you guys have a vampire fairy godmother?
Lucky. Right, Pat?
Yeah, right.
MR. SIMON: Uh, scholars, scholars? Gather around!
It's time to get your hands dirty
on the Honey Island Swamp Scavenger Hunt.
[chuckles] Just follow the clever clues
written by yours truly,
and capture the flora and fauna
of this amazing habitat on your camera phones.
I asked your other teachers to go light on the homework tonight
because I told them you'd be swamped.
[chuckles] Get it?
STUDENT: Sad...
Let's be a group.
We need a game plan to find Belial.
We might've stopped the attack at the club,
but he's still out there.
Yeah, let's go, team! Up top!
Ha, ha!
C'mon, Missy.
[students whispering]
I'm in, but only because
Nelson's still recovering from the other night.
Or is it because your pals are still scared of you?
Hi! Can I join your little group?
You guys seem like real "homework" people
and I could use an A.
Madison? Of course! Obviously.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Seriously? We can't talk in front of her.
Yeah, and if being unintentionally offensive was a sport, she'd win.
But she's my way back in with the dance team,
so we're all just gonna have to deal.
Oh.
[Pat inhales]
Has anyone else noticed that Pat
has been super un-Pat today?
Yeah, he said, like, no words the whole way here.
I thought he fell asleep.
- Youfell asleep. - Oh, yeah.
[eerie buzzing]
Hey. You doin' okay?
Fine. [chuckles] Let's find our boat.
[bubbling]
- [camera clicks] - Wow, this lighting is epic.
It's just like when we won that dance competition in Chalmette.
Oh, the one where you had
the giant pimple on your forehead?
Ugh, you were so brave.
We called you our little unicorn.
So, people noticed that?
- [Soleil snickers] - MAYBE: Number one,
"Watch your exposed neck at night,
this creature will wanna take a bite."
Mr. Simon knows about vampires?!
Ha, ha! Good one, Stanley.
Vampires aren't real.
- [insect buzzing] - Mosquitos, they're everywhere.
And this is "a weed that quacks you up."
It's duckweed.
- I am so glad I joined your group. - [camera clicks]
Wow, I really might not fail today.
[buzzing]
Pat, could you help me with number two?
Uh, right there, lily pads.
[cameras clicking]
Dude, how do you know this stuff?
I... am from here.
- You are? - Whoa, I didn't know that!
[scoffs] Not surprised.
If it isn't gushing blood or rising from the dead,
you can't be bothered to care.
Which is why you have zero friends.
Ihave zero friends? Where are yours?
[camera clicks]
What was it like growin' up on the swamp?
Fine. It was fine.
I have so many questions,
but I'm used to you talking for longer,
so I haven't thought of one yet.
[light music playing]
[frog croaks, splashes]
[ambient nature sounds]
[light splashing]
Where do mudbugs sleep?
It must be hard without pillows.
Do they sleep with their eyes closed?
Nope. Wide open.
What do they do for fun?
Do they play games?
- Are they ticklish? - [Papa Patterson laughs]
- [Pat gasps] - Wuh-oh, look like it tickled you,
huh, Mudbug?
We throw the little ones back.
Ya see, if you take care of the swamp,
she'll take care of you.
- Oh. - [trap splashes]
I can't wait to taste these!
Uh-uh, who does this catch go to?
Oh, yeah! Papa Legba!
So he'll let us talk to the spirits.
[gasps] Can I draw vevethis time?
Well, you got to practice real hard,
then I'll see what I can do.
- I will! I will! - [Papa Patterson laughs]
[both laughing]
SOLEIL: Pat? Pat? Talk to us.
[sighs]
This is the first time I've been back
since my papa died.
MAYBE: Man.
Oh, wow. MISSY: I didn't know.
- MAYBE: Sorry about that. - [clears throat]
That's why I live with Auntie Alma.
What happened?
People say he was attacked by a gator and drowned,
but there's no way.
M-My papa knew this swamp like the back of his hand.
Something else happened.
I'm really sorry, Pat.
- MISSY: Did you know? - SOLEIL: No, did you?
- MAYBE: Sorry, man. - STANLEY: Do you want a hug?
[eerie whispers]
HONEY LOU: John Patrick... come to me.
I can tell you what happened to your father.
Did y'all hear that?
- Huh? - Hear what?
Uh, Madison, number nine is over there.
Pat, wow, your weird bug and plant knowledge
almost makes you cool. Ha!
[shudders] There has to be another way back to dance team.
Guys, I heard a voice coming from in there
telling me she knows what happened to my papa.
Hang on, last time you overheard a voice
that no one else could,
it was literally Belial.
But this voice was talking to me, and it was a lady.
Uh, maybe he can change his voice?
Or it's someone he's working with.
A swamp witch. A mermaid witch.
A swamp-mermaid?!
Oh, no! None of those combos are good.
I really don't think that's what it is.
I have to find out.
- Pat, it's not safe... - I'm with Pat.
STANLEY: Uh...
What? Don't let Soleil be the boss of you.
[scoffs] Come on! This is like horror movie 101.
Bad guy disguises himself
and lures someone to a gruesome death?
No.
We stay together and stick to the assignment.
Guys, we're already on number 10.
Pat, which way do we go?
[hesitant sigh]
Fine, this way.
[eerie whispers]
MAYBE: Yeah. Number 17, "This plant looks like a beard,
was named for the settlers here-d."
Man... he really stretched for that rhyme.
Spanish Moss!
Whoa, you knew that without Ayizan?
- Yeah. I kinda did. - Hm.
[camera clicks]
[laughs] This is so fun.
Too bad we can't hang out more during, like,
dance practices and stuff.
[fake laugh] I know, right?
Ugh.
[laughs] But maybe if you tell everyone
how dance team isn't the same without me.
Oh, I quit dance, like, a week ago.
I thought you knew.
I just got so busy with other commitments.
You know how it is when everyone wants to hang out,
but there's only one of you.
It's so sad.
Number 20, "This little instrument is so divine,
it perches itself upon a vine."
[gasps] That's the Trumpet Creeper!
Those are hard to find, though.
[gasps] Ooh! I know where some are.
I totally saw 'em when we came in.
- You coming? - No, thanks.
I'm gonna ask Pat... the expert.
Pat? Pat?!
If you wanna talk about your dad, I'm here.
That's okay, uh, we can talk about something else.
O-kay. Do you like scary movies?
Thrillers? Slasher films?
Hm...
Zombie rom-com?
Hey, Pat! Do you know where to find Trumpet Creepers?
Madison swears she saw them,
but she's not even on the dance team,
so I am done being around her.
Not everything's about dance team! Or you.
He can answer for himself.
Do youreally care about Pat,
or does what happened to his dad
appeal to your fascination with death?
[upbeat, percussive music plays]
♪♪
- [Pat laughing] - Hey, come on, y'all!
I'm excited to say
one of our adorable young members
is gonna come forward and begin our ceremony.
Pat? Come on up here, baby.
Aw...
Papa Legba, the guardian of the crossroads.
ALL: We call to you.
- [laughs] - PAT: Hmm.
♪♪
Good job, Mudbug!
[laughs]
SOLEIL: What are you talking about?
That doesn't make any sense.
MISSY: We're, we're talking right now,
and it seems like you're talking for Pat.
- SOLEIL: And just listen to me! - MISSY: No, look at me!
[argument continues]
HONEY LOU: You must come find the truth
about your father.
Please, trust me.
MISSY: I-I mean, you're just getting so defensive right now.
SOLEIL: Do you really care about what he wants,
or are you just anti-me?
[scoffs] Um, I just want Pat to...
- Pat? - [Soleil gasps]
[tense music plays]
Pat!
MISSY: Pat?!
SOLEIL: [grunts] Pat!
HONEY LOU: That's right,
this way.
[Pat gasps]
[bubbling]
[Pat whimpers]
[wind blowing]
[gasps]
It isn't much further now.
Don't be afraid.
[sighs]
[steps creaking]
[Pat groaning]
Whoa! [whimpers]
[panting]
Yeah!
[ghostly whispers]
[whimpers]
Hello? [nervous chuckle] Uh...
Whoever was calling to me, I'm, I'm here
and I-I'd like some answers, please.
Maybe a flashlight?
Hello?
♪♪
[deep gurgling]
[eerie whisper]
[whispers grow louder]
[screams]
MADISON: Ew, ew, ew!
[groans]
[Maybe whimpering]
I swear that little trumpet plant was here.
Where is it?
Uh, okay. Um, maybe we went too far?
Ooh, over here!
Oh, where? Oh, no, that's not it.
Man, this is hard.
[groans]
STANLEY: Uhh.
I think we should head back.
Aw, you're so cute when you try to think.
But we need to finish and I know I saw it earlier.
[Stanley groaning]
[mud sloshing]
Where's Pat? He'd know for sure.
Where's Soleil... and Missy?
♪♪
I'm not going over that.
- [bubbling] - There's nowhere else Pat could've gone!
We have to!
[Missy squealing]
[grunting, panting]
Ugh!
[grunting]
♪♪
[bubbling]
SOLEIL [echoing]: Pat!
No! Get away from that thing! [grunts]
[hissing]
[yelling, grunts]
[Missy grunts]
Stop! Stop! Please!
[Honey Lou hissing, screeching]
[grunting, panting]
[both yelling]
[hisses]
I'm stuck.
[grunting]
Oh, boy. Definitely should've gone back!
C'mon, it's just a little drizzle!
[chuckles]
- Oh, is that water? - MAYBE: Help!
[screams]
- [both gasping] - The water's rising too fast.
Ah! What do we do?!
Ew, it's so dirty! I can't drown in this!
♪♪
[grunting]
Stop! She doesn't want to hurt us!
Really? How do you think
that creepy dead bridge got there?
[hisses]
[hissing]
She says without death,
there wouldn't be new life in the swamp.
She's not evil. I can feel it.
It's, it's like I know her.
Please.
Soleil, you know he'd let you talk
to a creepy monster if you switched places.
Don't be a hypocrite.
I don't want you to get hurt.
Just let me try it my way.
Please, tell your story.
[whispered hissing]
- I am the swamp. - HONEY LOU: I am the swamp.
BOTH: I know everything that goes on here.
Everyone who lives here is my family.
HONEY LOU: You are my family, John Patrick.
I watched as your spirit grew with your papa.
PAT: He always asked Auntie Alma to create
a brand-new treat for me, every birthday.
HONEY LOU: But one day, the harmony was disrupted...
[panting, grunts]
by a Feu Follet, an evil fairy who steals souls.
[buzzing]
[zapping]
[Papa groaning]
♪♪
When you returned, I knew I had to tell ya the truth.
[solemn music playing]
[Pat crying]
He would want you to have this.
[gasps]
Thank you.
HONEY LOU: The longer your Papa's soul stays with the Feu Follet,
the more likely it will corrupt,
become twisted.
You have to go free him.
He's trapped at the Court of Light.
Even now, the Feu Follet are usin' their illusion magic
to steal more souls.
Your friends are in danger! You must go!
- Thank you! - SOLEIL: Thank you!
Sorry for before!
Sorry for the fire, and the attacking...
MISSY: What she said!
[gasps]
- [coughing] - PAT: Guys!
Hold on!
You gotta help us!
- [gurgling] - Madison!
[grunting]
Are you all right?
How are we ever gonna get them out of there?!
Go find help!
[struggling]
[tense music playing]
[Missy grunting]
[both gurgling]
Soleil, your air power. Help them breathe!
[grunts]
[gasping breaths]
MISSY: [grunts] Grab on!
[grunting]
- [tree cracking] - [Maybe yelps]
- Thanks. - Anytime, bro.
Oh, you guys got here just in time. Thank you.
Yeah, we heard you might need some help.
Sorry about earlier. I should've listened to you.
Missy's right, sort of.
I'm not used to trusting anyone but myself.
Hey, you're workin' on it,
and I know it was because you cared.
But if you'd listened to me,
we never would've found out about your dad.
You found out what happened to your dad?
Yeah. Anyone up to battle some Feu Follet
to free my papa's soul from the Court of Light?
- You got it. - Of course.
- Totally. - Absolutely.
But, uh, what's a Feu Follet?
They're evil little fairies
that lure people to their deaths.
- Do they look like giant bugs? - Mm-hmm.
I think I saw it flyin' away. Maybe we scared it off.
This way! Ugh, it was awful!
We, like, drowned.
Well, they must've. [gasps]
[Maybe groans]
Well, looks like you all
really experienced the assignment, hahaha!
Uh, let's get you home and dry, scholars!
Oh, my gosh! So glad you're alive. [laughs]
[sarcastically] That's so great for you.
[bell tolls]
MAYOR FURST: They're still alive?!
How is that possible?
Your mother assured me you could handle this.
I tried to make it look like an accident, like youwanted,
but it was really, really hard.
Ugh, no one believes my struggles
when I look like this because I'm too hot.
[groaning]
It's exhausting!
Do your own dirty work from now on.
[groans] Indeed we shall.
I will destroy the children myself.
No. Dealin' with the children will just have to wait.
[loud thud]
I need you focused on getting me my revenge.
[corpse groans]
Ohh, hm.
[corpse crackles]
Very well.
- Your move. - Thank you, Malcolm.
[footsteps retreating]
♪♪