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Previously,
on Cloak & Dagger...

Miss Ainsley:
Tandy, focus.

Research and Development,
please.

(truck horn blares)

-Daddy!
-(crashes)

Tyrone:
You said you were scared,
so I thought I'd do it for you.

Look, man, we're gonna
go take this back.

-(gunshots)
-(grunts)

Billy!

(Tandy shrieks)

-Tyrone: What did you do to me?
-What did I do? What was that?

Melissa:
Things must be getting tough
because Tandy's gonna run away.

Liam:
If you give me a chance,
I'll love you, always.

Tandy, are you okay?

All this anger inside of me.
What if I could find
the person who caused it?

It's not anger,
it's poison,

coursing through your veins
every day.

And when that bottle
gets shook up...

Tyrone! Tyrone!

-(gunshot)
-Tyrone!

(gasps)

Delgado:
...the poison comes out
in unexpected ways.

(Ty grunts)

-(screams)
-(gunshot)

-(Tyrone yells)
-(gunshot)

(tires screech)

-(screams)
-(crashes)

♪ Woo ♪

♪ On the prowl ♪

♪ Ain't backin' down ♪

♪ No stoppin' now ♪

♪ Gonna get it,
Gonna get it ♪

♪ I set my sights ♪

♪ On what is mine ♪

♪ Now's the time ♪

♪ Gonna get it,
Gonna get it ♪

♪ Nothin's gonna stop me now ♪

(theme music playing)

(high-pitched ringing)

(grunting softly)

(high-pitched ringing
continuing)

Man (muffled, echoing):
Probably have a concussion
or something...

Calm down, all right?
I'm not trying--

-Are you trying to kill me?
-(ringing fades)

Tyrone:
No, why would
you ask that?

'Cause you have a gun
in your hand.

Wait. You're that kid.

From the party.

The graveyard.
The beach.

-You shot at me.
-That wasn't meant for you.

Then who was it meant for?

You know what?
Don't tell me.

Tyrone:
Look, I don't even
know how to ex--

One second I was in the city,
the next I was here...

(voice muffles)
in the middle of nowhere,

and a car-- your car--
was headed--

(voice unmuffled) Wait.
What are you doin'?

-Getting the hell out of here.
-(engine chugs)

You can't drive.
Who knows what injuries--

(distant siren wails)

Tyrone: Oh my God.
Is that--?

-Yeah.
-(engine chugs,
engine rumbles)

Don't take this
personally, but...

I hope I never
see you again.

(pop song playing over radio)

-(high-pitched ringing)
-(music muffles)

-(ringing stops)
-(music unmuffles)

(pop song continuing)

(engine sputtering)

(voices chattering)

(woman speaks
indistinctly over PA)

(knock on door)

Is, uh, now a bad time,
Mr. Cotton?

Detective O'Reilly, right?

My uncle works
for the Police Foundation.

He told me you're
trying to find
whoever did this.

Can I ask you some questions
about the attack?

Anything to catch
the bad guy.

Guy. So you saw him?

I'm embarrassed to say
that I didn't.

Uh, me and my boys
had gone out pretty hard,

and the whole night's,
uh... I don't know,
kind of fuzzy.

You, uh, you got
some cuts on your face.

How'd you get those?

Happened when I fell.

They look like
fingernail scratches.

Fingernail scratches?

We call them "defensive wounds."

Why were your pants
unbuckled?

I'm sorry. What?

The paramedics
on duty that night,

they told me your pants
were unbuckled.

Are you serious?

(scoffs)

You know what?

I should probably
get some rest.

I'm in a lot of pain.

We don't want that.

I'll see you soon.

(keys jingling)

(water sloshes)

(snoring softly)

(floorboards creak softly)

(snores, snorts)

(whimpers)

(high-pitched ringing)

(ringing stops)

Tandy, you okay?

Yeah.

-I'm fine.
-What are you doing here?

What?

I mean, credit
where credit is due.

You have some nerve
coming back here,

after that riot act
you read me.

Mom, can we please
not do this right now?

Oh, is now not
a good time for you?

Sorry to interrupt
your busy--

What?

-Mom. Mom, it's--
-My God, you're bleeding.

-Again?
-It's nothing. I'm fine.

-What is going on?
-(knocking on door)

Woman:
New Orleans Police.

Ms. Bowen,
are you home?

(whispering)
What are the police
doing here?

What have you done?

(quietly)
Mom.

(pounding on door)

Ms. Bowen?

What can I do for you,
Officer?

Detective. O'Reilly.

I'm looking
for your daughter, Tandy?

Is she around?

I haven't seen her in weeks.

Months, maybe.

-O'Reilly: Are you sure?
-Melissa: Absolutely positive.

Do you mind if I come inside?

You want to come inside?

If you don't mind.

Greg:
Warrant.

I'm sorry?

You can't come in here
without a warrant.

And who's that?

It's my lawyer.

Greg: Technically,
I'm just representing her

in a posthumous
wrongful termination,

but this is
pretty basic lawyer crap.

O'Reilly:
I'm not here to arrest
your daughter, Ms. Bowen.

I'm here because
I think she's a victim.

Melissa:
Of what?

O'Reilly: The best
I can tell, she's been
mixed up in an assault.

I want to protect her,
I can promise you that.

But in order
for me to do that,
I need to talk to her.

Melissa:
Here's the thing
about Tandy:

If there's any heat on her,
she's probably already run away.

O'Reilly:
Well, if you happen
to see her again,

here's my card.

You have a nice morning.

(sighs)

She's gone.

You can come out.

Tandy?

(voices chattering)

(bus engines rumbling)

Man (over PA): May I have
your attention, please.

(announcement continues
indistinctly)

(high-pitched ringing)

(muffled song playing
over headset)

♪ Baby, don't worry ♪

♪ I'll never let you down ♪

♪ When I find the evidence ♪

♪ Chalk it up to providence ♪

♪ Baby, don't worry ♪

♪ It's all inside your head ♪

♪ Tell me what
you want to know ♪

♪ I will give you quite a show ♪

♪ Na-na-na-na-na-na-na ♪

-♪ Gonna take you away ♪
-♪ Away ♪

(high-pitched ringing)

(ringing, music continuing)

(ringing, music stop)

(echoes):
Hello?

(distant ball bounces)

(echoes):
Hello?

(distant ball bounces)

(distant ball bounces)

(door creaks, hisses)

(ball bounces)

(bus rumbles away)

(distant church bells chiming)

(ball bouncing)

♪ Gonna get it,
gonna get it ♪

♪ Gonna get it, gonna get it ♪

♪ If there's a rule,
I wanna break it ♪

♪ If there's love,
I wanna make it ♪

♪ If there's a risk,
I'm gonna take it ♪

♪ Gonna get it,
gonna get it ♪

Tyrone:
What the--?

-(Tandy grunting softly)
-Tyrone: Oh, no.

Is that--?

Tyrone:
Oh, no.

Hey. Hey, listen.

Don't-- Don't move. Okay?

You probably have a concussion
or somethin' like that.

Hey. Calm down.

-All right? I'm not gonna--
-Are you tryin' to kill me?

No. Why would
you ask that?

'Cause you have a gun
in your hand.

Wait. You're that kid.

From the party.

The graveyard.
The beach.

-You shot at me.
-That wasn't meant for you.

Who was it meant for?

You know what?
Don't tell me.

Look. I don't even--

One second I was in the city,

the next, I was here
in the middle of nowhere,

then a car-- your car--
was headed--

-What are you doin'?
-Getting the hell out of here.

Look, you can't drive.
Who knows what injuries--

(engine chugs)

-(distant siren wails)
-Oh my God. Is that--?

-Tandy: Yeah.
-(engine rumbles)

Don't take this
the wrong way, but...

I hope I never
see you again.

(tires screeching)

(siren wailing)

(engine revving)

(siren blaring)

(knock on door)

Hello?

Are you in here, Father?

So, uh...

Not sure if you can hear me.

I could just be talkin'
to nothin'.

What's happenin' to me?

Are you doin' this?

Because...

I... don't understand.

And... I-- I can't control it.

And...

I can't control myself.

You always had the answers.

Knew what to do.

What should I do?

Tell me, and-- and I'll do it.

I miss you so much, Billy.

I'm-- I'm trying
to be like you, but...

I'm failing.

And... and I'm-- I'm flailing.

And I'm cursed.

-(knocks on door)
-Evita: Hi. Sorry.

I didn't mean to interrupt
or anything. I was just
looking for you,

and I thought you--
You know, I'm just gonna stop,

before I sound like I was
stalking you, which I wasn't.

So...

It's all right.

How much did you hear?

Do you really think
you're cursed?

I know...
it sounds stupid.

Not to me.

In fact, there's someone
I know who might
be able to help.

What are you doing
after school?

(streetcar bell clangs)

Evita:
There he is!

Our last straggler.

We'd almost given up hope.

Welcome, true believers
and skeptics alike,

to the Damballah Voodoo Tour.

This is Congo Square,
one of the birthplaces
of New Orleans voodoo.

On Sundays, in the 18th
and 19th centuries,

this was the only place
the enslaved were allowed
to congregate.

So they came here
to play music and dance...

and practice sacred
voodoo rituals,

that protect, guide
and cleanse.

Some even remove curses.

Now during its heyday,
New Orleans was the dueling
capital of the world.

The last duel ever to be held
in the city of New Orleans

was right here by, famously,
the brothers Wilson,
in 1793.

It's unknown
the exact reason
why they drew weapons

against each other,
but we do know it happened
in the middle of a hurricane.

But it's said
that when one fired,
and the other didn't,

sacrificing his life
for his brother...

-(snaps fingers)
-...the hurricane ended
in an instant.

-(church bells ringing)
-The history of St. Theresa's
Church, over yonder,

is the history of New Orleans.

It's been destroyed
and rebuilt,

destroyed and rebuilt.

So you see, there
are some places, just like
there are some people,

that will always
stand back up.

And that church
is the very church

that the most famous
of all voodoo priestesses
worshiped at.

Now most people
are surprised when they learn
that Marie Leveau was Catholic.

But, you see, voodoo
isn't necessarily
its own religion.

That's a common misconception.

Voodoo is, at its core,
a diverse collection

of religious
and cultural traditions

that can either stand alone
or be added to your faith.

Just as it was for Ms. Laveau.

You may be wondering
why there are so many markings
on her tomb.

It's said that,
even from beyond the veil,

she grants wishes.

Now, can I get a volunteer?

You there.

Step on up.

Come on, don't be shy.

First, an "X" is made
on the wall of the tomb.

Now, turn around three times.

Take a deep breath.

Make your wish.

And clap your hands once,

and only once.

All right,
right in here, guys.

Okay.

So this is your, um,
family business?

(sighs)
It pays that tuition of ours.

It's cool.

Do you believe in it?

As much as I believe
in the stories we hear
in chapel, I suppose.

But the good news is,
you don't actually

have to believe in it
for it to work.

Come on.
There's someone
I want you to meet.

Come on.

Auntie?

This is the boy
I was telling you about.

Tyrone, this is my auntie.

These damn
little pirate birds are stealin'
my frozen watermelons.

-(Evita laughs)
-Ma'am?

Ah. Heh-heh-heh.

Gotcha. Aww.

Gotcha.

Bam.

Gotcha.

Don't touch.

Some of those
are as old as the city.

Come here, boy,
and lemme look at you.

Mm.

I don't know
about this one, Evita.

Why not?

He doesn't think
he deserves help.

What? This--

(speaking French):
Notre Pere, qui es aux cieux,

Que ton nom soit sanctifie...

(continuing in French)

Hm.

The joker.

Both the hopes
and the fears position.

Which one is it?

Hopes or fears?

Some would say
they're the same.

What does that mean?

You need a bath.

Did I just--?

It's like a cleansing bath,
all right?

It's a Voudon tradition.

Cleanse away
any evil spirits.

Okay, a bath.

Isn't there something else
we could do?

Auntie:
I could hit you over the head,
give you a concussion.

Both open up the mind
past the conscious,

so you can walk
in the Land of the Loa.

Clears the spiritual sinuses,
so to speak.

I prefer the bath.

Milk, lavender, anise,

white yarrow.

What, are we gonna
forage into the woods
or something?

Hm. There's a place you can go
to get all these things.

And where is that?

Adina:
It doesn't matter
how many leaves you turn over

if the other side is oily.
It's about optics,

and this commercial
is a great opportunity...

(Tyrone whispers indistinctly)

Right. But you need real people,
who really work at the company

and are sympathetic,
like, uh, single moms

or veterans
or nature lovers or--

What's the name
of that scientist?

Come on.

So now what?

Now you get naked.

(laughs)

Uh, totally naked.

Is this it?

Evita:
You gotta relax.

Close your eyes.

They're not closed,
are they?

Okay, now...
(inhales) deep breaths.

Let your thoughts blow
through your mind, like...

fallen leaves on the wind.

(echoes):
Ma?

(echoes):
Dad?

(bus rumbles away)

(ball bouncing)

Hey, do you have any idea
what's going on?

Where is everybody?

-Tyrone, is that you?
-Hey.

Hey. Hey, do you have
any idea what's going on?

So what?
You think you can ball now?

Better than you,
and I'm half your size.

(laughs)
Let's see what you got.

-What are we spellin'?
-Loser.

A word to the wise.
You come at the king,
you best not miss.

(whistles)
All right, maybe you
got some skills.

Duane:
Yo, Billy.

-What up, man?
-Found him.

-Who?
-That asshole
that stiffed us.

-Come on, man. Language.
-Sorry.

We found his car
and we're gonna
take back our radio.

You comin'?

Nah, man.
I'm gonna stay
with my brother.

This is for you.

What the hell is going on?

Tyrone?
Tyrone, can you hear me?

Tandy:
What is this?

What are you doing?

♪ Give me my freedom ♪

No!

-♪ Please don't
give 'em a reason ♪
-(gunshot)

♪ To spill blood
on my sneakers ♪

♪ So I just put my hand up ♪

-♪ Then they put me
in handcuffs ♪
-(thumping)

-(siren wailing)
-♪ They just scared ♪

-(gunshots)
-♪ 'cause they don't
understand us ♪

-♪ Try to beat us down
when we try to stand up ♪
-Oh no, not again.

♪ I didn't even do nothin' ♪

-No! No, don't!
-♪ America, the beautiful ♪

It won't work!

♪ America, the murderer ♪

-(siren wailing)
-(thumping)

♪ America, the funeral ♪

♪ Oh! America
God bless ♪

♪ 'Cause they say
they for freedom ♪

(siren wailing)

♪ But I don't believe 'em ♪

No!

You can't keep doing
the same thing, the end
will always be the same.

Tyrone, listen to me.

You have to try
something else.

♪ America, the beautiful ♪

♪ America, the murderer ♪

♪ America, the beautiful ♪

♪ Oh! America
God bless America ♪

♪ America, the beautiful ♪

♪ America, the murderer ♪

♪ America, it's beautiful ♪

♪ Oh! America
God bless America ♪

Hey.

Do you, um...
you-- you-- you know
what's goin' on?

Miss Ainsley:
Tandy. Focus.

Let's try again.
First positions.

Wait. Tandy?

Miss Ainsley:
Tendu. Prepare. Pirouette.
Fifth and close.

(piano playing)

Hey! Watch out.
The water!

Watch out for the water!

(crackling)

Tyrone:
Who is that?

What is this?

Hey.

Hey!

Hey! Stop!
You can't, that's--

What, are you just
gonna stand there?

Tandy!

Tandy!

Tandy! Stop!

(splash)

Tandy. Where do
you think you're goin'?

(grunting)

What do you think
is on the other side?

Tandy (screaming):
No! Daddy! Daddy, let's go!

Daddy! Stop! Stop!

Tandy, you can't just see
what's right in front
of your face?

Tandy, why aren't you
helping me?

Tandy! Stop!

Please.

Please, stop running.

You have to try
something else.

Hello?

(child crying)

Hey. Don't cry.
It's gonna be okay.

Hey, it's gonna
be okay, all right?
Just... stay right there.

Chorus:
♪ Irene, good night ♪

-♪ Good night, Irene ♪
-(thudding)

♪ Good night, Irene ♪

-♪ I'll see you in my dreams ♪
-(thudding)

♪ Last Saturday night
I got married ♪

♪ Me and my wife
settled down ♪

-♪ Me and my wife are parted ♪
-(bodies thudding)

♪ I'm gonna take
another stroll downtown ♪

Amen.

(gasping)

Are you okay?
You okay?

(panting)

(knocking on window)

O'Reilly, right?

That's right.

Connors. Vice.

Got a present for you.

You can buy me a beer later.

What's this?

Thought the NYPD only hired
the best and brightest.

This is--
How did you get this?

Found on a junkie DOA
earlier today.

Someone claims they found this
on a dead drug addict?

Not someone. Me.

Took it off the stiff myself.

During a Vice raid.

Seems your case was just
a mugging gone wrong.

Vic's lawyers
corroborated the story.

None of that fits the evidence.

So what?
The case is closed.

I'm sorry, did you say
the case is closed?

Check with your LT
if you don't believe me.

And, O'Reilly...

That beer,
the one you owe me,

make sure it's none of that
hipster Brooklyn shit,
all right?

(phone ringing)

Detective O'Reilly.

Hi, Detective.
It's Tandy Bowen.

My mom gave me your card.

If you're serious
about what you said...

I'm willing to stay
and face this.

You know I should--
should thank you, for today.

You feel better?

You look better.

Mm, after all that...
initial whatever it was
wore off,

yeah... I do.

Did you get your wish?

The answers
you were looking for?

Uh... honestly, no.

No, but I...
think I know how I can.

What exactly did you see?

I-- I don't-- I don't think
I should say.

I don't think
it was my journey.

Oh, I made a wish too.

At the tomb.

You did?

Couple days ago.

So that's it?

That's it.

For what it's worth...
I'm sorry.

♪ Nothin's gonna stop me now ♪

♪ I'm gonna get
what I came for ♪

♪ I'm gonna get
what I came for ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Only one thing's for sure ♪

♪ This ain't a battle,
it's a war ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna get
what I came for ♪

♪ Gonna get what I came for ♪

♪ Only one thing's for sure ♪

♪ Gonna get what I came for ♪

♪ I'm gonna get
what I came for ♪

♪ I'm gonna get
what I came for ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Only one thing's for sure ♪

Hey.

♪ This ain't a battle,
it's a war ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

I think we need to talk.

♪ Gonna get it,
gonna get it ♪

♪ Gonna get what I came for ♪

♪ I'm gonna get
what I came for ♪

♪ I'm gonna get
what I came for ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Only one thing's for sure ♪

♪ This ain't a battle,
it's a war ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ♪

-♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
-♪ Gonna get it, gonna get it ♪

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