01x10 - The Girl Most Likely to Come Back to Life

[bunniefuu]

What's up, beautiful family?

Does anyone notice anything

different about me today?

Your head got bigger?

- No.

- Smaller!

It's not about my head.

Your shirt is on backwards.

Nope.

Yep, but not that.

I'm talking about my perfectly flossed

and glossed smile.

I wanna win best smile at school.

You got my vote.

Great. Scary?

Smiling is a sign of weakness.

But I'll vote for you because

you let me sleep in your closet.

I'll take it.

I don't wanna be remembered

as the girl who died

and came back to life.

So it's time to control the narrative

and become Frankie,

the girl with the best smile.

All right, Remy.

Are you ready to

Believe in the unknown.

Harold Dubois' Q&A starts in an hour.

We can't let the Dubois die-hards

steal the good seats.

Who's Harold Dubois?

Only the world's coolest

paranormal investigator.

He has a podcast called Dubois Digs Deep

where he explores all kinds

of supernatural mysteries.

Maybe he can investigate

why the shower drain keeps clogging.

That's no mystery.

That's Frankie's hair.

Remy and I have listened

to all six seasons.

Now Harold's here in Snickering Willows.

He's speaking down at the boba shop

as part of their

Distinguished Speaker Series.

And Dad emailed him

that I was his biggest fan,

so he sent us tickets

to watch him speak today.

What a guy.

You're welcome to join us.

We have extra tickets.

Sorry.

I need to make sure my smile is

top-notch for school tomorrow.

Mascot practice.

Dang it, he took that one.

Every ticket comes with a free boba.

- Smiling can wait.

- I'm in.

You should've led with that.

And remember,

it doesn't matter what science,

the law or the state

of Connecticut tells you.

If you really want the truth,

then you must remember to

Believe in the unknown.

Very good.

I'm going to be signing autographs

and taking pictures with fans.

$2 extra for a smile.

Oh.

Matcha milk tea,

no sugar, extra boba?

Yep. Looks like we have

the same taste in boba.

You take this one.

Thank you.

Are you okay?

What just happened to your face?

Oh, nothing. I'm just practicing.

I'm running for best smile.

Tell your friends.

Ah. You think class superlatives

are silly, huh?

No.

I just wish I'd win something

other than "Most likely

to have a chauffeur."

I have one but I don't

want an award for it.

Well, I promise not to vote for you

if you promise to vote for me.

Deal. I'll even help you campaign.

I have a button maker.

Welcome to the team.

Harold Dubois, it's me, Remy Ripp.

Founder of SNICKERING WILLOWS

EERIE and/or ALIEN TWEEN INVESTIGATORS.

Wow, rolls right off the tongue.

I'm your biggest fan.

And I'm your biggest fan's dad

who's also a fan.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Remy Ripp. Ripp.

Didn't I read somewhere

that you had a sister

who fell in a manhole?

Yes, Frankie.

Bingo. Frankie Ripp.

The girl who died and came back to life.

Actually, that's what happened

to me, not who I am.

Now, I'm just Frankie.

The girl with the best smile.

Well, smiles are nice.

But dying and coming back to life,

that sounds much more interesting.

Though, by the way,

I think you have a little tapioca

stuck in your teeth.

Oh, man.

Harold Dubois,

would you be interested in coming over

to check out my S.W.E.A.T.I.

conspiracy board?

And trying my world-famous meatloaf?

Hmm, conspiracy and meatloaf.

Two of my favorite things.

Sure, I'll come by for a family dinner.

This is from when Carson and I

set up a camera

outside the Snickerings Finest Factory.

Impressive.

Who's Carson again?

Oh, my S.W.E.A.T.I. co-founder

and right-hand man.

He's currently grounded

for stuffing his pillowcase

full of cotton candy.

Ah, an idea man.

Uh, say, where is Frankie?

I thought she'd be here, too.

Frankie? She's out with friends.

Speaking of friends,

let's take a picture

with the three of us

hanging out like we're best buds.

Dad, when did you become the paparazzi?

Harold Dubois just ate

three slices of my meatloaf.

My followers need to know.

Where were we?

Oh, hey, don't stop

your nerd fest for us.

We're just passing through.

Um, Frankie, why don't you

stay out here and join us?

You know, in my line of work,

I meet a lot of people

who've had near-death experiences.

So if you ever wanna talk,

just between friends,

totally off the record,

just speak into the mic.

I, um

- I, um

- Okay.

And how do you two know Frankie?

We're foreign exchange students.

From Australia.

Mate.

Well, g'day!

I love Australia!

I did a podcast there once

about the ghost of a vengeful koala.

But I don't detect a trace

of an Aussie accent with you two.

These two are great

at blending in.

They lost their accent

in like, 30 minutes.

Bye.

Mr. Dubois, let's focus

on more important things.

Like the mysterious liquid

seeping out of the water tower.

See, I think it's radioactive.

But Carson thinks it's pudding.

Dubois pearl of wisdom.

Never rule anything out.

You can write that down.

Uh, say, here's a crazy idea

off the top of my head

with no planning or forethought,

but your sister Frankie

would be a good season

of Dubois Digs Deep.

Really?

I mean, a podcast with Harold Dubois

would put S.W.E.A.T.I. on the map.

You know what?

You've convinced me.

But you'll have to make sure

that she's on board

to sit down for an interview.

That's easy.

I know exactly how

to make Frankie say yes.

No.

Over my dead body.

Bad choice of words.

But I'm not doing the interview.

Oh, please. This is my life's work.

Yeah, but this is my actual life.

Oh. Look at the button design

Erlic sent me for my campaign.

Oh, that's a lot of teeth.

Come on, Frankie, do the podcast.

One interview. That's all.

I don't know.

What if Harold digs deep

and finds out about Grim?

I'm finally back in her good graces,

and I do not want to blow it.

I promise. No mention of Grim

or the underworld.

Fine.

One interview. But you owe me.

Yes! Best big sister ever.

- Wait.

- No wait.

I already hugged you.

We sealed the deal.

What about Pretty and Scary?

Easy.

We tell them they need to stay

in the closet for two days.

Or they brush up

on their Australian

cover stories.

Are you getting them a tutor?

Even better. I'm getting them a Nyx.

Hello, darling.

GR, hey! Got a task for me?

- I'm ready.

- No task today, dear.

Though, I have heard whisperings

about a paranormal investigator

poking around town.

Do you know anything about this?

Oh, yeah. He and Remy

kept begging me to do an interview,

- so I said, "Okay."

- Right.

Well, then, I do have a task for you.

Say no to the interview.

That type of attention

is not good for either of us.

Seriously?

No way. I can't do that to Remy.

I'm going to need you

to be more "can do,"

not "can't do."

Fine. I won't do the interview.

Now I have to go rip out

my poor little brother's heart.

Attagirl!

Toodles.

Hey, Tyler. Vote for Frankie.

Ow! I think I'm bleeding.

Well, there goes Tyler's vote.

Oh, there's Frankie.

Let's get that interview.

Beneath that youthful smile

are secrets that only one who has lived

through death can know.

Did you get that, kid?

Oh, was I supposed to be recording?

Dubois pearl of wisdom,

always be recording.

Hey, we need to talk.

Frankie, perfect timing.

I was thinking we could do

the interview here at school.

I like to observe my subjects

in their natural habitat.

About that.

I'm so sorry, but I can't do

the interview anymore.

What? We built

the whole season around you.

I know, but I'm just super busy

campaigning for best smile.

Hmm. Needs work

if you're gonna beat Mackenzie.

That smile's dynamite.

Mind if I have a word

with my sister? Here.

Enjoy a schmeat treat on me.

What are you doing?

You can't quit now.

Listen, Remy, this request

isn't coming from me.

It's coming from GR.

She said the interview was too risky.

Sorry, little bro.

Ow.

It's not bad if you don't mind

the taste of chalk.

Well, did you convince her

to do the interview?

Frankie's out.

But that's okay.

My sister's boring anyway.

But now we can pivot our podcast

to the unexplained mysteries

of Snickering Willows.

I like your moxie, kid.

But another Dubois pearl,

a good investigator

always finds another angle.

How many pearls do you have?

Enough to string a necklace on Bigfoot.

Now that I'm part

of the inner underworld circle,

Frankie asked me

to beef up your back story.

By the time I'm done with you,

you'll be more Australian

than a kangaroo on a surfboard.

Why Why is the kangaroo

on a surfboard?

Just open your packets.

Harold Dubois is trained

to see through people's lies.

Quick! You, where are you from?

The underworld.

I mean, Australia.

I don't know the Grim Reaper.

Can't we just stay

in the closet for two days?

No! A believable cover story

is all about the details.

Now, flip to page one.

Can I go to the bathroom?

In Australia, you'd say,

"Can I go to the dunny for a squiz?"

Nevermind.

Hey, guys.

It's your boy, Jonathan.

Remy, Harold, wave at the camera.

I never should have showed him

how to livestream.

Look at all these comments I'm getting.

"L-O-L", "sweet pink piano."

And someone called "Wendi-eighty-four"

says, "Pick up the phone."

Oh, that's my Wendi.

Better call your mom.

A lot of angry emojis in that post.

Hey, sweetie.

Okay, let's get down to business.

Why don't we look

into Theodore Snickering?

He owns the whole town,

but rarely shows his face in public.

Well, it's not quite as good as a girl

coming back from the dead, but

Oh, what the hey.

Let's interview Theodore Snickering.

You can make that happen?

Harold Dubois can make anything happen.

All it takes is a phone call.

And if that doesn't work, blackmail.

I'm kidding.

Or am I?

Oh, no, I'm kidding.

Or maybe not.

This is exactly why you're my idol.

Remember,

tomorrow's the big day.

Don't worry, Erlic.

I've got all my smiles ready.

Smirk. Grin. Full teeth.

And my secret weapon,

"Can I count on your vote?"

Hello.

Are you okay?

Uh, just practicing

my acceptance scream.

See you tomorrow, bye.

GR! You scared me.

I have another task for you.

So soon?

You must really trust me.

Don't put words in my mouth.

It's quite rude.

Anyhoo, this "investigator"

and your brother

are about to interview

Theodore Snickering.

I need you to go stop them right away.

Okay, but how?

By any means necessary.

You're a bright girl.

You'll figure something out.

Bright like my smile?

Good luck, darling.

That Mackenzie girl's smile is dynamite.

Stop! You can't leave.

Harold got us an interview

with Theodore Snickering.

You better have a good reason

for standing between me and my dream.

Duh! I didn't just run down here

and block the door

without a well-thought-out

and legitimate reason.

Uh

You shouldn't go out in this storm.

What storm?

That one.

Well, nothing my monogrammed

pocket poncho can't handle.

$9.99 on my website.

Use promo code "Dubois"

to save on shipping.

Come on, there's got to be somebody

more interesting to interview

than some old rich guy.

Oh, the woman down the street

grew a 75-pound squash.

And our janitor, Ramona,

can play the harmonica

with her nose.

I'm allergic to squash and gross.

You know what?

Why don't you just interview me?

That's what you wanted

in the first place.

But Theodore's waiting,

and you've got that cool poncho.

Sorry, kid.

The youth market is where it's at.

Dubois pearl of wisdom, I

Uh, actually got nothing.

Let's just do it. Showtime!

I thought GR said no interview.

Trust me, I have a plan.

Greetings, Dubois diehards.

I hope you have your shovels because we

are about to dig deep.

I'm here in Snickering Willows

with Frankie Ripp,

the girl who died and came back to life.

And she will give us all the answers

to the mysteries

of the beyond.

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And now, back to the beyond

with Frankie Ripp.

Frankie, when you were

stuck in the "In-between,"

a term I coined and trademarked,

what was it like?

Like being stuck without Wi-Fi.

Boring.

Uh, but since your return,

have you seen ghosts,

aliens, visions of the future?

I thought I saw our old

pet gerbil Gregory

in the kitchen last week,

turns out it was a baked potato.

Fascinating.

Now, describe the transition

between your mundane old life

and your strange new life.

Well, it was difficult.

But I had help

from my family and friends.

Shout-out to Pretty, Scary, Remy

and my parents, of course.

Nyx, although we weren't

really friends before,

but now we're, like, besties.

Don't tell her I said that,

she doesn't like labels.

And how could I forget the girl

who sat next to me in third grade?

I can't remember her name, but she was

I never thought I'd say this,

but maybe you're digging too deep.

Hey, hey, you, uh, exchange students,

come, come, join us.

For our listeners,

you two are Frankie's friends

from Australia, correct?

What was it like when Frankie

came back from the dead?

Sorry, mate, I've got a rugby match.

I'm playing fly-half.

And I have to go

to the dunny for a squiz.

You know what? I just thought of

a few more people I wanted to mention

- I think we're done.

- I need a nap.

And I need to rethink

my life choices.

Jonathan, any more meatloaf?

Frankie, you were supposed to stop them

from talking to Theodore,

not do the interview yourself.

The only way to stop them

was to do the interview, Grim.

I gave them two and a half

hours of content

you couldn't pay people

to listen to.

Turns out I can be really boring.

You're sneakier than I thought.

Aw, thanks, GR.

Back at you, girl.

GR?

GR

Also known as

the Grim Reaper.

Dubois pearl of wisdom,

always be recording.

Harold, hey. Sorry about yesterday.

Oh, no worries. I got some great stuff.

Really? Seemed a little dry.

No, listen.

That's your sister

talking to the Grim Reaper.

And she's a woman!

Who would've guessed?

Definitely not me.

What? How?

My special mics can pick up frequencies

inaudible to the human ear.

We're talking otherworldly sounds.

And occasional farts, not mine.

Well, that wasn't the Grim Reaper.

That was

Frankie talking to herself.

She can do all kinds of voices.

Uh, even a dolphin.

Yeah. Nice try, kid.

Oh, please,

you cannot share this with anyone else.

This could be bad for Frankie.

Sorry, no can do.

I'm holding a press conference

to announce the new season

of Dubois Digs Deep.

I'm calling it,

"The Girl And the Grim Reaper

Who Also Happens To Be a Girl."

The title's a work in progress.

What about all the other strange stuff

happening in Snickering Willows?

Oh, I never cared about

any of that junk.

Frankie was always the prize.

So you used me?

Sorry, business is business.

I'm gonna do a quick lap

around the cafeteria,

remind people to vote for me.

Hi, vote for Frankie.

Vote for Frankie. Best smile right here.

Vote for Frankie.

Hi, hi, vote for Frankie.

Frankie, this is a code red.

Harold has these special mics

that picked up you talking to GR

and he's gonna announce it

to reporters today at the boba shop.

Remy, we have to get that recording.

Yeah, that's why I said "code red".

You think I'd run in here

for a code orange?

Well, well, well, if it isn't

the Ripp siblings

Cut the chit-chat, Harold.

Hand over that recording

and call off the press conference.

I can't. Do you know how hard it is

to get real news outlets

to care about a podcast?

Isn't there some other

supernatural stuff you can talk about?

Oh, well, let's see No.

You may not realize, but being

a paranormal investigator is not easy.

I must constantly

manipulate the audience

with half-truths

and creative editing tricks.

Most of what I do is hooey.

But with this recording,

I finally have something real.

Nothing is going to stop me.

Now, if you'll excuse,

I have been promised

a complimentary boba.

All right, it's game time.

Now, remember the plan.

Pretty and Scary will distract Harold

with stories about Australia.

G'day! Did Pretty and I

tell you about the time

we went camping in Millaa Millaa?

I love Millaa Millaa.

I'll download the recording

onto a flash drive.

Then hand it off to Remy.

Remy will edit like a tech mastermind.

I said mastermind, not crazed squirrel.

Once Remy is done,

I'll upload the new file

like nothing ever happened.

Stop!

Smart thinking, Scary.

You know, this could've just

been the plan from the start.

True, but this is way more fun.

Sorry, Harold,

that sneeze-face is meme gold.

Ugh. Fascinating.

I never knew kangaroos could surf.

Oh, uh, yes, I'm sorry,

my audience awaits.

Good afternoon, thank you for coming.

I'm excited to announce

the new season of Dubois Digs Deep.

It will answer many questions,

including,

"Is the Grim Reaper real?"

Spoiler alert. Yes!

And I have her on a recording.

That's right,

the Grim reaper is a woman.

Now, who would like to hear it?

Harold Dubois,

the listeners want to know the truth.

Are you a fraud?

I must constantly

manipulate the audience

with half-truths

and creative editing tricks.

Most of what I do is hooey.

Hooey, hooey, hooey, hooey.

Uh Uh, that wasn't me.

I mean, it was me

but I mean, it was all a lie.

But I'm not lying now.

No, I I really do have

the Grim Reaper on tape, I swear.

You two did this.

As a wise man once told me,

"Always be recording."

I thought we had something special, kid.

You've just thrown it all away.

Sorry, business is business.

Quit using my words against me.

Remy doesn't need you.

He's already an awesome investigator.

And an okay little brother.

Oh, "okay?" I'll take it.

I know what I heard on that recording.

This is not the last you've seen

of Harold Dubois.

I am not going anywhere

Ooh, a Sasquatch sighting in Seattle.

Dubois out.

He's gonna be looking

for that Sasquatch for a long time.

I may have sent him that text.

- Awesome.

- Way to go.

All in all, that went great.

I got to hear the Grim Reaper's voice!

The results for class

superlatives are in.

- Did you check?

- No.

I'm too afraid to look.

Let's do it together.

Did I win?

Wait, don't tell me. Never mind,

tell me.

Mackenzie won Best Smile.

- Sorry.

- I'm gonna be known forever

as the girl who died

and came back to life.

But, look, you won Best Hair instead.

- Really?

- Seems everyone

digs the white streak.

I guess I can live with being known

as the girl with the best hair.

- Thanks, Erlic.

- You're welcome.

I actually won something too.

The guy who got to see you

smile a bunch.

Th That's That's not a real award.

Oh.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I'm sorry about Harold.

Dad pearl of wisdom,

never meet your idol.

Thanks, Dad.

You know I always got your back.

Speaking of, think you could help me

scrub Harold off my social?

As soon as I scrub

Harold off this board.