You sure you don't want me to walk you home?
It's 3 houses away, Rick.
Besides, daddy's probably home from gun practice by now.
Uh, you're right.
Nothing ever happens around here, anyway.
I'll see you tomorrow?
Ahhh...
Don't be afraid.
I don't bite.
What is that?
An adventure.
Chelsea?
Chelsea, what are you doing?
Mmm. Mmm.
Dad?
What's wrong with you?
That was a foley original!
Cost me 80 grand.
Get back in the house.
W-what happened?
What did I do?
Don't play games with me, young lady.
Move!
You don't seem very excited.
Your mom's wedding?
Big bash, lots of food.
Then you get the house to yourself for 3 weeks.
Whatever.
You don't like the guy?
My mom goes through husbands like popcorn.
I don't bother to get attached.
Yikes.
What's that about?
Gotta be chels.
You didn't hear about her zoning out
on her old man last night?
She bugged and tossed
some pricey swag of his in the river.
Oh, man. Late again. See ya.
We wouldn't even look into this mysterious man story,
but the girl's father has influence
and he asked that we check it out.
I wanted your opinion first.
To be Frank, this is Chelsea's pattern.
She commits these destructive acts for attention
and then claims they weren't her fault.
Unfortunately, by humoring her stories,
her father encourages her behavior.
In other words, she made the whole thing up.
That would be my opinion.
I'm sorry you wasted your time.
I don't buy it.
I mean, Chelsea's flaky, but she's not stupid.
She's not gonna make up
some goofy guy with a magic eyeball.
It's too crazy not to be true.
Leave it alone.
She's just a troubled kid lashing out at daddy.
Nothing for you to get involved with.
Guess you're the expert on troubled kids.
You collect them, right?
I tell ya, boys,
I feel awful leaving the office at night.
Each of dear Audrey's gowns are so precious,
it seems wrong to leave them alone.
Oh, yeah, Mr. deakins.
We feel exactly the same way.
We been working for this guy for years.
We never watch him when we're locking up.
I don't know what he's doing in there.
All right, let's go. Come on.
Move out. Let's go. Upstairs.
Unh. Unh.
Don't leave me, Louie. Hang in there, you hear me?
I'm gonna get us out of here.
Everything's gonna be ok now, Louie.
You're gonna make it.
What the heck are you?
Behind you!
I'll hold 'em off as long as I can.
Now get outta here!
Aah!
I don't wanna hurt you.
But...
Unh. Unh. Unh.
Wh... what's going on?
You tell me.
Who was your partner in the spooky get-up?
I... Have no idea.
With this second report of a "spellbinder"
hypnotizing citizens,
the police have reopened the case
involving Chelsea Cunningham.
Told you so.
Mm-hmm. Now suit up and get out there.
Find out who this spellbinder is.
Actually, I was thinking of a different costume tonight.
Hope you don't mind. Found this in the closet upstairs.
Way retro.
Who's d.G.?
Ladies and gentlemen,
would you all please raise your glasses
as it's my pleasure to introduce your hosts
Mr. and Mrs. Jim Tate.
Hear, hear.
Thought you were against this wedding?
I was until my new stepdad bought me a car.
Those rocks from the groom, too?
Guy must be loaded.
Way to go, mom.
Grrr...
Aah. Aah. Aah!
Aah!
Rrrr!
Aah!
Ohh. Ohh. Ohh.
Aah!
Ohh. Ohh. Ohh.
Ohh. Ohh.
Honey, wait!
Grrr!
Yaah.
Aah.
Wayne, you alive?
Very funny.
Guess who crashed the party.
Honey, don't!
Aah!
Unh!
Aah!
Aah! Aah!
Aah. Aah. Aah.
Aah!
Switch on your vid-link.
Let's have a look.
Mcginnis, what are you doing?
Terry, wake up!
Aah!
Ohh.
The vid-link captured that flash of light
just before your little vacation,
so I took a closer look.
Somehow this information
was fed directly into your brain,
where it then played back before your eyes.
I swear I could smell the water.
With such advanced technology
and his knowledge of the human psyche,
this madman should be considered very deadly.
You wanted to see me?
Mr. mcginnis, come in.
No big deal.
I know the past few months have been rough,
with your father passing
and you moving back in with your mom.
I wanted to see how you were doing.
Uh-huh. I'm fine. That it?
I don't bite, Terry.
Have a seat.
I hear you're working part-time
for an actual billionaire.
That must be exciting.
Tell me all about it.
Yeah. Go, go!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Hurry up!
Go, go, go.
Huh?
Terry, snap out of it.
Hey!
Aah!
Aah! Oof!
Ohh!
Telling tales in school, were we?
All of spellbinder's victims had one thing in common...
Dr. ira billings.
Both Chelsea and Jared were seeing him...
And so was Cary deakins,
the auction manager's son.
So billings found out
which families had access to valuables
by speaking with the kids at school.
But that means he'd be...
Out there now, waiting for you.
Well, you know how I hate to disappoint.
Unh.
Expecting someone?
Aah!
It's over, billings.
I know who you are.
I'm glad that makes you feel superior.
But you haven't caught me yet.
I don't get you, doctor.
You're supposed to be helping kids.
How could you take advantage of them?
Ahh, you wanna be my therapist,
is that it?
Then here.
Get to know me.
Aah!
What's happening?
Nothing. He got me again, I think, but I'm fine.
Put on your vid-link so I can see.
I'm ok.
Everything looks normal.
Aah!
Unh. Unh.
Terry, what's going on?
For years, I fought the demons
in the heads of those ungrateful little snots
while their coddling parents
paid their garbage men more than me.
Now I'm taking what I've earned.
Ohh!
Unh. Unh. Aah.
Terry, listen to my voice.
Whatever you're seeing, it isn't real.
Oof!
That sure felt real.
Unh! Unh.
You've got to look around so I can help.
I'll try.
There! Block now.
Aah!
Good.
Look out!
Unh. Unh.
Mcginnis, report.
I'm all right.
The visions are gone.
I'm going after him.
Signal's breaking up.
I'm looking for another frequency.
I got him.
Stop. Now.
Then Batman tied Dr. billings up
and disappeared.
And you're Mr. Wayne's new assistant?
Your father was Warren mcginnis?
Stay out of trouble, kid.