Are you sure about bringing Angelica into the cathedral? It's the safest place. Hopefully the cops in Whittier won't find us here. Quit dragging! You're the prettiest. Why is it so dark? Because you're wearing my socks. Now be quiet. She's out. We still need answers. We have to wake her up. Before someone notices the unconscious woman we're dragging around. We're near Bourbon Street. Something tells me they're used to this. Let's get her in this pew. Drop her up between us.
Keep the sunglasses on. You've watched Weekend at Bernie's one too many times, James. Impossible. Angelica! Angelica! Angelica! Did you slap me? Just to love you. Now stay awake and answer me. If you don't have Cyrus, who does? I wish I had him. I wonder... Who told you I did? James, you don't think... Drugs are obviously affecting your brain. que verá. What's so funny? I've known J.P. Whittier for almost 20 years. He's a good man. He would never do anything to my children.
She's probably already gone. All right, my dear. We're all set. The Sandman will come, and in six minutes, when you wake up, we'll start all over again. You'll be a whole new person. Six minutes. Goodbye, Holiday Anderson. No! No! It's possible! Hey, Gramps! Cyrus! Holliday! Cyrus? How- Not my first time messing with a hoverboard. Get him, Huffy! Nobody messes with my sister. You did it, Cyrus! Brinley, cuff him to the desk. Gladly. That shit won't give you...
Wait, relax your arms. I'm just- Yup, got it! Cyrus, he was gonna wipe my memory. I was gonna forget. Uh, I just meant it didn't look like anything good was going to happen here. Holiday! Buddy, you may be some evil genius, but when you mess with Brainy Brinley, you mess with the wrong girl. See, I may look cute, but I've taken down wolves and bears write an ovo song friendly. Let's go. Anyway, see you later. come near me or my family ever again. Come on, guys. Let's get out of here.
Hulse, you okay? Yeah, that looked scary. Everything's gonna be okay now. Right, Sai? Sai? Here, Holiday, uh, come into my room and sit down. You're sure you're okay? Yeah. Thanks to you, Sai. And Brinley. And you too, Brinley. You're welcome. If you hadn't gotten to me in time, he said I wouldn't know you anymore. Any of you.
Cy, what are you doing? Holiday, start packing. You should too, Brindley. I'll be done with my stuff in like two minutes. Already done. So's Birdie. We went into flight mode the minute you went missing. Wow, that's- That's really good thinking, Brinley. Uh, then go find Birdie and my parents Uh, nope. Stop right there. What? I'm not your sister. You do not order me around or send me away or make me do busy work. Brinley, if you ever cared about me or my family...
Brother-sister time. Why didn't you say so? I am saying so. It's gonna be... Yeah, hang in there. What was that about? Nothing. Let's finish packing. We gotta get out of here. Uh, no. Not until you tell me what's with all this if you cared about me stuff. I mean, you can't possibly... Do you like Brinley? Holiday, this is not the time. Please finish packing. But you and Casey, not you and Brinley. Of course not.
That's it. You need an intervention. Right now. I don't care about Casey or Brinley, okay? I care about you, my sister. I need to get you as far away from here as possible. Cyrus, what's going on? The lunatics who tried to wipe your memory are still in the house. Yeah, and one's not.
is 70 years old and handcuffed to a desk. What else is going on with you? Nothing. We just have to go. If you don't tell me what's going on, Cyrus, I'm going back downstairs to Dr. Whittier and I'm finding out the truth about who I am. No! Then tell me yourself! Why? Why would I know? I- You won't even look me in the eye! You haven't since you rescued-
You know something, don't you? It's not safe for you here. You have to tell me. I don't. You know what I was thinking while I was waiting for that crazy old man to erase my memory? Holiday, please. Not now. We should go get Mom and Dad. I was thinking about home. bad jokes and mom's warm hugs, Birdie's obsession with pretzels. I was thinking of all the amazing and terrifying and annoying and wonderful things I've gotten to experience since you found me in the water.
I was thinking of band concerts and math classes. And flying on hubby and lying about making movies in the woods. Why aren't you packing? We have to go. We have to... And snowstorms. And spies. And arcades. And the binder you made for me before I found out I wasn't your sister because you were always looking out for me. Even when I didn't know it. Stop, Holiday, please. I thought about you, Cyrus.
My brother. The one person who wouldn't leave my side. The one person who swore to stand by me no matter what. The one person I trusted when I couldn't trust anyone. who pulled a stranger from the water and saved her life. Holiday! Why won't you look at me, Cyrus? Why won't you talk to me? Because I can't tell you this! What just fell out of your jacket? Nothing, I've got it.
It's just some papers. Give it to me. Hey! You don't want to fight me, Cyrus. I know jujitsu, remember? You're gonna beat me up. Seriously. If I have to... Got it! No! What's in here, Cyrus? Please don't read that holiday. Please trust me. holiday project. holiday project. you Wake up, Angelica, or there's another slap with your name on it.
I think you're starting to enjoy this a little too much, Monica. Maybe I am. Excuse me, is your friend alright? Yes, uh, father. I'm afraid she may have overindulged. We're just taking a rest. Take your time. Let me know if you need anything. Thank you, Father. She's waking up. Maybe I should make a confession. Nah. So, tell me about dear, sweet Dr. Whittier. Holiday's grandfather faked his own death. did you say
What's funny about that? Winter's not holiday's gra- can't have a grand No sleeping. Angelica, why can't Holiday have a grandfather? We figured it out. Not what? Angelica. Angelica! Angelica. ANGELICA! Silas? What? The Holiday Project. Holiday? Please trust me one last time. In fact, you know what? Don't even worry about packing. We can just buy stuff on the road and- Cyrus, either you tell me what this is
Or I'll go down to the lab and find out from Whittier. No. No way. You cannot talk to Whittier. You can't even be in the same... state as Whittier, let alone the same room. Why not? If he gets control over you- Control over me? He can't control me! Halt. I'm my own person. I have a brain. No! No you don't! I mean... What? You don't have a brain, Holiday. I don't know what you have, but I'm sorry. You're not a wit kid. You're not a genetic experiment. You're not... A person. Holiday.
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