NARRATOR: Previously on Warehouse 13:
Mr. Lattimer. My name is Frederic.
- What's that? - An invitation to endless wonder.
No!
H.G. Wells was a formidable opponent. She fooled us all.
You can't blame yourself.
It could have happened to any one of us.
I put the entire world in jeopardy.
I can't take that chance again.
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
[♪♪♪]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]
[POLICE SIRENS WAILING AND HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
MAN: Heads up, blind spot. Coming though!
CHUCK: What were you doing in there?
For the hundredth time, I told you, I work here!
I just brought some chick in after hours.
She's into Hendrix, so I grabbed the guitar....
CHUCK: We know about the bomb, okay?
Bomb? What bomb? I was just trying to get lucky!
STEVE: Hey.
- He's telling the truth. - Come on.
Chuck, he's not lying.
You can always tell when somebody's lying, right?
Lucky you and your gift.
Oh, it's not a gift to be able to tell when someone's lying.
You ever been on date?
- This guy is our only lead. - The guy's clean and there's no bomb.
Well, something bad going down there, okay?
It may not be any kind of bomb we've seen before.
[♪♪♪]
Steve! Steve! Are you listening?
Yes. Fine. Whatever.
Hey! Steve!
So?
[GUITAR PLAYING ROCK TUNE]
Well, apparently some Casanova decides to play Hendrix's guitar...
...the same night that we wanna swap it out.
I thought we already had Hendrix's guitar.
- The one he torched at Finsbury Park... - In '67.
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
Okay, listen. We've gotta shut this down. You go deal with her. Wait, wait, wait.
Here, slip this on the nozzle.
There's too much errant electricity around here to risk using water!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Now, Claudia, are you sure about this?
Abso-- Mostly.
MAN: What's that? Move!
[ALL SCREAMING]
Et voila, the Tesla grenade.
STEVE: Slow turn and hands, please.
Listen, we work for the museum.
- We're just here-- - Lie.
We're under orders to shut down this place--
Lie.
Okay, that's my guitar and only I can--
STEVE: Lie. - Even as we speak...
...this place's being surrounded by a legion of--
Oh, my God, quit lying!
All right, fine!
We are special agents who find and neutralise dangerous artefacts...
...and if she does not use Jimi Hendrix's tremolo bar...
...to bend the pitch on those strings right now...
...this place will go crazy enough...
...to shut down the power grid on the Eastern Seaboard.
Thank you.
Okay, then, go ahead.
[GUITAR PLAYING ROCK TUNE]
[GUITAR PLAYING NOTE]
WOMAN: Hey! Hey! Hey!
ARTIE: Claudia!
[GUITAR STOPS PLAYING]
[PLAYING MELLOW TUNE]
ARTIE: What are you doing?
No, no, no. Now, see, now you're just playing with it.
Well, yeah, it's Hendrix's guitar.
- Which means...? - Give it to you.
ARTIE: Yeah. - Come on trade me the replica.
- Hey. Are you okay? - Thank you for saving me.
Okay, okay, okay. Come on, come on. Let's go.
Who the hell are you people?
- How could you tell I was lying? - No, no. I'm asking the questions.
- How'd you get in? - Know what?
Could you open my bag for me just for a sec?
Thanks so much.
See, I've got to turn this down because I'm way too close.
- What is that? - Oh, nothing for you to worry about.
Oh, you're lying.
There, now I don't have to lie to you anymore. You happy?
PETE: Sorry about the cold. WOMAN: Thank you so, so much.
You saved my life!
Oh, my God! Is he okay?
- He's fine. - He's fine.
God, I love firemen. How can I ever thank you?
[♪♪♪]
Here, cover up. You're freezing.
Go wait by the exit. We'll sneak you out with us, okay?
CLAUDIA: Hey, Pete? - Yeah?
- That girl's really grateful to you. - Uh-huh.
CLAUDIA: And cold.
Really, really cold. We could see how cold she was.
- I gave her my jacket. - No, Pete.
What Claudia's trying to say is you were uncharacteristically...
...restrained in the face of all that...
... "coldness."
Just doing the job. Let's go. Come on.
Okay, see? Now, even I miss the boob jokes.
We've gotta get Myka back.
[BEEP]
MAN [ON RECORDING]: Steve, the director wants to see you.
He's not buying your story about the girl with the purple gloves...
...the guy with the eyebrows...
...or all that stuff about dangerous artefacts.
[BEEP]
FREDERIC: Turn on the light. We need to talk.
[BEEP]
What the hell? Who are you? How did you even get in here?
My name is Mrs. Frederic. I'm with the government.
I'm here to make you an offer, Steven.
- What? - I have a position to fill...
- ...and you seem to fit the bill nicely. - Heh.
Are you kidding me?
You're looking into my eyes, so you already know that I am not.
I want to introduce you to a new world.
Yeah, what kind of world?
A world of endless wonder.
[♪♪♪]
WOMAN [ON PHONE]: I'm sorry, sir, I have no listing in South Dakota...
...for K-39-triple-Z on the North American grid.
STEVE: Yeah, I didn't think so.
[GASPING]
Holy smokes.
Sir? Are you there?
Yeah. I think I am.
PETE: But I don't want a new partner. ARTIE: Put your glasses on.
There's a reason we're unpacking Warehouse 2 in the Ovoid Quarantine.
Nobody asked me if I wanted a new partner.
Well, this isn't the Army.
We don't poll our troops to get their opinion before we make a decision.
- Pete, really, glasses. - All right. Fine, fine, fine.
Look, Artie...
...you and Claudia were taking up the slack just fine.
Thank you so very much.
I'm too old, she's too young, and we are both needed here.
You need a new field partner...
...someone who is an equal and someone who has got experience.
- All right, then get Myka back. - I have tried.
Mrs. Frederic has tried.
Here, here, send her one of Plato's tablets.
- She loved these. - Pete.
We all miss her. But we have got work to do.
Get your head with the programme...
...because the new guy's gonna be here any minute.
You know what?
It feels a little like my old dog just got sent to the farm...
...and you guys are already shoving a new puppy down my throat.
[♪♪♪]
[BIRD SCREECHING]
CLAUDIA: Hey, new guy.
- You are the new guy, right? - You.
You had the tremolo bar and the purple gloves. I saw you.
Yes, it's all true, Dorothy. Agent Claudia Donovan.
Here. New guy gets to fix the fish.
Wow, nice wheels. Prius, right?
I've been looking at this baby myself.
Sprang for the Solar Roof Nav package, I see. Shmancy.
Listen, what exactly is Warehouse 13 and what do you guys do out here?
JBL four-CD changer, of course. XM radio, cruise control, Bluetooth...
...intelligent parking assist, iPod interface, well, well, well.
Somebody treated himself very nicely.
What did your mommy have to lay out for a car like this?
Agent Donovan.
I'm not here to sell you my car, okay?
I know why you're here.
[BEEPING]
Follow me. Artie made cookies.
CLAUDIA: That'll buff out.
Artie thinks of this place as America's attic.
But that's the nickname for the Smithsonian.
So we need a new subtitle.
Pete pitched "The World's Junk Drawer," but I like "The Library of Crazy."
Or, better yet, "Artefact Roadshow."
- Don't touch the bombs. - Bombs?
I mean, I just-- I don't need a guy who can tell when somebody's lying.
So, what? That's nothing special.
I mean, every nun I ever met could do that.
Sister Mary Francis could tell when you were about to lie.
ARTIE: I don't care. You're working with Agent Jinks starting today.
Oh, and you're gonna send me out...
...on potentially life-threatening missions with someone named Jinks?
- That's just great. That's just great. CLAUDIA: Ahem.
Steve, Artie. Artie, Steve.
Oh. Hello.
You. You're the guy with the eyebrows.
You neutralise the dangerous artefacts.
Yes, when they misbehave. Agent Steve Jinks...
...meet your new partner. This is Agent Pete Lattimer.
PETE: Jinks. Hey, man, how are you?
I'm really looking forward to working with you.
- You're lying. - Oh, yes. This is gonna be fun.
[♪♪♪]
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Bob, I'm telling you, they're all in Denver at the Regalton.
I don't know, but when this many big bank CEOs are in one place...
...it's gotta be news.
- Ms. Hopper? - Yes, thank you.
Yes, of course I'll corroborate.
I've already got a guy on the inside.
Hm. Who knows I like figs?
Nothing. Look, I'll file the story late tomorrow.
The major bigwigs arrive in the morning-- Ow!
[PAGE WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
What the hell? Something just bit me.
[GRUNTING AND GASPING]
Bob. Bob, help.
BOB: Monica?
[PAGE WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
[GRUNTING]
BOB: Monica, quit clowning around. Is this a joke?
What's going on? Are you all right?
Oh, Antony.
Nay, I will take thee too.
Somebody call 911! Now!
[♪♪♪]
- Steve, welcome aboard. - You shot me with that thing.
You don't want a cookie?
No, yeah. It--
- But you did shoot me-- - It's called a Tesla.
It was invented by Nikola Tesla.
About a thousand years ago, when Artie was a kid.
Here's an idea...
...why doesn't Jinksy start here in the Warehouse?
- Learn the ropes, get his feet wet? - Ms. Donovan could come with me.
That's what I've been saying.
ARTIE: You mind?! - Should I...?
No, we're good. A decision has been made.
Our job as Warehouse agents is to find...
...whatever is about to ruin the world's day.
Like finding Jimi Hendrix's guitar?
Precisely, smart lad. We snag it, bag it, and tag it.
- I like to think of this as... - America's attic.
Yes.
America's-- Never mind. Anyway.
Welcome to Warehouse 13!
Okay, that's all we have time for!
Now we've got work to do.
[THUNDER CRACKING]
You guys get storms in here?
Sometimes. I need my-- Gotta get....
- Wait, it's operational. ARTIE: No, it's not.
- Yes, it is. - No, it's not.
- Oh, how did you do that? - My way.
Just finished installing it last night.
It's coming directly from the Ancient Archives.
Holy God. Don't just stand there.
[THUNDER CRACKING]
That's a pyramid. There's a pyramid in the Warehouse?
That's right, Jinksy.
We get on there, we could win $25,000.
- Joke, right? You're funny. - Yet you're not laughing.
Well, I'm not a laugher.
Great. Perfect. Fun.
ARTIE: Get in here!
PETE: What? What? What's up?
[CREAKING AND THUMPING]
[THUMPING, THEN DING]
ARTIE: You fixed the pneumatic tubes! - Yep.
- Did you...? - Nope.
- How'd you...? - Imagine how ingenuity...
...could be put to use in the field.
- Are you ever gonna stop doing that? - No.
[BEEPING]
Artie, you better get back down to the Ovoid. We have a situation.
I'll get right on it.
[THUMPING]
Pete, you and I are gonna check out the storm in the Ancient Archives.
Claudia, you take Steve and find out what is wrong in the Ovoid Quarantine.
STEVE: What's an Ovoid Quarantine? - It's where we keep....
[COMPUTER BLEEPING]
- How long ago? - Where is it?
CLAUDIA: Few hours. Denver.
Still think we don't need extra hands?
- Is something wrong? CLAUDIA & ARTIE: We got a ping.
[BLEEPING]
PETE: You saw the report.
It said the lady died of snakebite poisoning, a Russell's viper, no less.
But, I don't know, nobody found any snakes anywhere.
Hm. Yeah. Well, check around.
It sounds like it could be George Went Hensley's bible.
- George went where now? - George Went Hensley.
Yeah, he was a 20th century snake handling bible-thumper from Tennessee.
Got bitten 400 times in his life.
The last one finally killed him in 1955.
Wow. George: 400. Snakes: one.
Guess he could've used a shutout, hey, Jinksy?
Artie, this kid's got no sense of humour.
He doesn't laugh at the jokes.
Your jokes, Pete?
Yes.
Give that a little more thought.
[♪♪♪]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]
[THUNDER CRACKING]
[♪♪♪]
Zeus. Something's completely freaked you out.
So, Buddhist, huh?
Does that mean you shave your head and dance around in robes?
Only at Christmas.
Careful, that's almost a joke.
There's ashes in the trashcan. It's paper from what I can tell.
Old, maybe parchment.
That charring residue indicates it was burned within the last 12 hours.
Mm-hm. Could be a combo platter...
...that both kills someone and burns up the evidence.
What we call an "artefact two-fer."
Heh, heh, heh. Now, there you go. That was funny.
It wasn't a joke.
I give up. You're joking, you're not joking.
All right, all right, easy there Birdie Num Num.
Look, you're gonna run into things in this job.
Gandhi's sandals will calm you down so much...
...that your heart will stop beating.
There's a badminton racquet that belonged to Charles Dickens...
...makes you think you're an orphan.
I put on Abe Lincoln's hat once and had an uncontrollable urge...
...to free Mrs. Frederic.
Don't think that didn't get me into trouble.
[BEEPING]
What are you doing? Did I say that you could drive that thing?
Yeah, that's the pressing issue here.
ARTIE: Well, something in there has got Zeus panicked.
They had identification.
That's the only reason I let them in.
Hello, there.
May I ask what y'all are doing in my crime scene?
Oh, hey, yeah. Uh-- Uh--
Sorry, we should probably speak to your supervisor.
Agent Sally Stukowski, FBI. I'm in charge of this investigation.
Oh. Good for you.
Agent Pete Lattimer, Secret Service.
- Agent Jinks, ATF. - Really?
Neither one of those agencies is here to my knowledge.
And what is the FBI doing here? Isn't this a local police matter?
Oh, I don't know if you've heard...
...but, um, there's terrorists in the world.
So if somebody gets poisoned, we like to look into that kind of thing.
What are you doing here?
Oh, well, this woman was bitten by a non-existent Russell's viper...
...and we like to look into that kind of thing, Sally.
You're funny, and original.
Interference in an FBI investigation is a felony.
Is this your first big case?
Get out of my crime scene.
Ha, ha. It is, I knew it. Congrats. No.
His too. I wasn't trying to embarrass you.
Oh, I'm not embarrassed. No. What I am is in charge.
Boys. Escort them out of there.
Hello, boys.
Okay, let's see how Hera likes these apples.
All right.
Okay.
She's burning it right off.
Yeah, it had no effect on Zeus either.
Oh, I don't know.
I think I need to go back to the office.
I need a crash course in Greek mythology.
Hey, Charlie. Somebody sent you a flyer.
Thanks.
Hey. How did you...?
[DOOR CLOSES]
What the hell is this?
[KNIFE SLASHES AND PAGE WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
Ow.
Oh, my God! Help me!
[KNIFE SLASHING AND CHARLIE GRUNTING]
Help! Help! Help me!
[KNIFE STABBING AND CHARLIE GRUNTING]
Help!
Kai su teknon?
Kai su teknon....
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
No, no, there wasn't anyone near him.
PETE: And I'm guessing your name's not "Kay Sue Teknon."
I don't know why he was calling me that. I thought he was joking around.
He was an actor, you know. The hotel was just his day job.
And what hotel is that?
The Regalton downtown. Cater waiter.
Poor Charlie. I saw him last year in Anything Goes.
He was good.
Not great, but good.
Okay.
Thank you, ma'am.
Forensics says he was stabbed 23 times with 23 different knives.
How very Orient Express.
Maybe somebody's got Agatha Christie's bedroom slippers?
And on the floor, more ashes.
- Agatha Christie's cigar? - Don't be ridiculous. Wait!
The first victim was doing a story about bankers meeting at a hotel.
- The Regalton Hotel downtown. - Hey, hey, hey.
Charlie here was a waiter at the Regalton.
- Coincidence? - Hardly ever.
But why waste your best Charles Manson impression on a waiter?
Again? Why are you here, Lattimer?
Oh, God, why does every hot chick want me?
Get them both out of here.
Wait, Agent Stukowski, we're trying to help, okay?
This is weird. Well, we specialise in weird.
We can help you. We know stuff.
All right, because I've got a boss that wants answers yesterday.
- What do you know? - Quid pro quo?
- Depends. - See? You are so cute when you open up.
I will shoot you right here.
Okay, look we think there might be something...
...going on at the Regalton.
Both victims were vaguely connected to it.
That's it? That's all? I'm sorry, you've got nothing to trade.
So you don't know anything about a bunch of bankers meeting?
- No. I think it's time y'all got out of here. - You're lying.
Agent Jinks, is it?
I'm under strict orders to sew this up, so that's exactly what we're gonna do.
Okay, look, I've got a really bad feeling here...
- ...and I would hate for your first time.... - Agent Lattimer.
My job is to make sure that this event...
...goes off without a hitch, and right now I already have two.
So there is a connection?
Sew it up. These two, out.
You are adorable.
I don't think she gets your sense of humour, either.
Okay, I found it.
Are you sure the lightning is only gonna strike that rod?
Abso-mostly.
Listen, listen, listen.
The statues of Zeus and Hera...
...the very ones we've got here in the Warehouse...
...those were the very statues involved in the Battle of Corpendium.
Now, this is fantastic. Picture the scene: It's 306 B.C.
Yes, you were just a child, but it's still so vivid.
- Can you just tell us about the lightning? - Zeus and Hera, they hated each other.
And here's why: Zeus married his sister, Hera.
Don't ask, they were Greek.
[THUNDER CRACKING]
Zeus, Zeus, Zeus tomcats all over town.
Upstairs at Olympus, downstairs with the mortals.
- Got it. Zeus was a man-slut. - And Hera found out about it.
- And she made his life miserable. ARTIE: And he hated her for it.
Now he throws lightning bolts, God knows what else he's gonna do.
I mean, they've been apart for 2,300 years.
- So we need to move one of them-- - To a safe place.
[ALL GASP]
CLAUDIA: We need to do that now. - Yep.
PETE: Just get us into the shindig tonight.
No. No, I'm sorry. I can't do that.
You don't want a bunch of dead bankers on your hands, do you?
Agent Stukowski told us that....
Mr. Benjamin Franklin talks a lot louder than Agent Stukowski.
What's that, Ben? You want to meet the bellman?
Oh, here you go.
- I've got to start keeping receipts. - "Et tu, Brute?"
What?
Kai su teknon. It's not a name.
It's ancient Greek for "Et tu, Brute" from Shakespeare's Julius Caesar.
Right! Right! And Antony, of Antony and Cleopatra.
Ha, ha. Look at me using my high school English.
We need to do some research on those plays fast.
No, not necessary.
I know where we can learn more than you've ever wanted to know...
...about Mr. Walter Shakespeare.
[BELL DINGS]
Ophelia, pray tell. How doth my lady?
[♪♪♪]
You're wasting your time, Pete, okay?
I made my decision and I don't work there anymore.
I don't know what you think that you're doing here--
If you could get your nose out of your butt for five seconds, I could explain it.
Look, I just-- I have some questions.
- Well, you could have phoned. - Okay, fine.
The reason I'm here is you're an expert on what I'm dealing with now.
No, I'm not, Pete. Okay?
I'm no longer an expert on things that make you old in two seconds...
...or electrify your spine, or create Ice Age volcanoes. Okay?
Now I'm just an expert on books.
Exactly. Shakespeare.
And correct me if I'm wrong, which I know you love to do...
...but you're an expert on the Bird of Avon, right?
"Bard." It's the "Bard of Avon," Pete.
See? You're already helping.
You know what? Please, just-- Please, okay?
Come on, Myka. Look, if I had quit and left you there...
...and you were looking for an artefact about football or porn, I'd help you.
Just try a library, okay?
Man, is it hard to park around here.
Hi. Can I help you?
Yeah, this is Steve, my new Myka.
Steve, the old Myka.
MYKA: Oh. Oh. - Oh.
- Right, Myka. Hi. - Hi.
So I take it he's mentioned me?
STEVE: No, not really. - Never, no.
We need your help.
- Fine. What do you need? - Really? You'll help him?
- Pete. - Ugh.
The bodies are piling up.
Each victim said a Shakespeare line before they died.
- One said "Kai su teknon?" - That's Greek for "Et tu, Brute."
STEVE: Right, yeah.
And the other one said, "Oh, Antony--"
"Nay, I will take thee too."
- Wow. How did you know that? - I told you.
Well, they're Cleopatra's last words before she died.
This says that a snakebite was the suspected cause of death.
This pose....
We can't figure it out either. There weren't any snakes anywhere.
- Definitely not a Russell's viper-- - The Lost Folio.
The what?
The pose. The positions the dead people were in.
I've seen it before. I was just looking--
Here, here it is.
It's the Lost Folio.
PETE: How do you lose a folio?
- What's a folio? - It's a book.
Why not say book?
Because it's not a book, it's a folio.
Does this look familiar? It's Julius Caesar.
Hey, hey, hey. He's in the same position.
Well, this book is just a reproduction.
The original disappeared around 400 years ago.
It was supposedly cursed by this actor who...
...desperately wanted to act in Shakespeare's plays...
...but Shakespeare never hired him.
Apparently, he couldn't remember his lines.
- So he kept improvising. - Oh, that'll piss a writer off.
I don't get the connection. How can a book do anything?
Well, the original was believed to have been cursed by the actor.
There were several deaths linked to it.
If somebody's gotten a hold of it, they could be using it.
If we could dig up the history of the Lost Folio...
- ...maybe we could connect the dots.... - Okay. Thank you, kind citizen.
And your country thanks you for the loan of this book.
- You can't just take-- - I'll send you the cheque.
No need for you to get involved any further.
Jinksy, let's go back to Denver.
Oh, and, uh....
I definitely don't need any more of your help.
[PETE CHUCKLES]
Okay, uh....
- Heh. - Well, thanks.
- I'm just gonna need the, uh.... - Oh, oh, oh, yes, yes, here.
You know, if it makes a difference, he was lying.
We're talking about Shakespeare?
Cromwell destroyed the folios. I've never heard of a lost one.
He, how is she? Does she miss us? Is she coming back?
PETE: I don't think so.
Myka said some crappy actor made it for Shakespeare...
...then he cursed it, now it kills people.
I will have an answer by the time you get back to Denver.
All right. You know how to find us. Kirk out.
Oh, and, uh, Spock too.
Claudia, get over here. We're in a public place.
Hurry up, turn it on. Turn it on, Claudia.
Do you think griping at me will enhance my speed?
[BEEPING]
ARTIE: Okay, and that's it? - Yeah. That's it.
Any problem, anybody tries to move him, we'll hear about it in the office.
Good. Let's get out of here.
These plants are making me nervous, and that one is staring at me.
[♪♪♪]
Okay, so wait. What did Buddha say about happiness again?
That the secret is to want what you have and not what you don't have.
Yeah, but if I had what I wanted, there'd be nothing to do.
This is gonna be a longer discussion, I think.
Okay, so our bad guy takes out a reporter...
...who's doing a story on a secret bankers meeting.
That way it stays secret, right? Nobody gets scared away.
But then he takes out a waiter.
Maybe it gets him access to the event tonight.
I think we should....
What?
I got a bad feeling.
- What do you mean? - Vibes.
I get these things that--
Agent Jinks? This was at the bell desk for you.
Who knows that I'm here?
- I got a really bad feeling. - Hey, it's another--
Steve, no! Steve?
Steve! What's going on, man? You can't breathe?
Okay, hold on, man. Hold on. Stay with me, man.
Hey, hey! You hear me? You're gonna be okay, all right?
Stay with me! Hey, hey!
MYKA: Pete, keep the folio! - What?
"Commend me to my kind lord: O, farewell!"
Make him say it! Say it fast!
"Commend me to my kind lord: O, farewell!"
Say it, Steve!
Commend me to my kind lord....
- O, Farewell! - O, Farewell!
[GASPS AND GRUNTING]
MYKA: Congratulations.
You were almost killed by an artefact.
You are now officially a Warehouse agent.
PETE: Son of a bitch.
You come after my team? No, no way. Game on.
Man, I am gonna Tesla this guy sterile.
Pete, lobby. People.
- What the hell was that? MYKA: Othello.
He smothered Desdemona with a pillow.
Julius Caesar, Antony and Cleopatra.
Look, I did some digging in the history of the Lost Folio.
And listen to this:
"The first errant fool that touches the page...
...shall loseth himself in the image therein...
...and shall be cursed to live the death that is therein depicteth."
- It means that-- - I know what it means.
The first guy that touches the picture dies that way.
I get it. It's just fancy words make me sleepy.
"Yet he who utterest the dying breath...
...may then be spared the errant death.
But breath be spoke before the flame...
...or death shall take him all the same."
Sleepy, sleepy.
The first two victims spoke the last words their character said...
...after the engraving burst into flames.
You have to say it before. That's the only way out.
Is there any connection between the victims?
Only this hotel...
...and a bunch of investment bankers meeting here tonight.
So you think they're the targets?
Well, we don't know--
Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry, are you back in?
Because, what, you're just all interested now...
...so you're just back in?
No. I'm just here to help.
Well, I'm sorry, Mykes, but you can't just waltz in and out like that.
- We don't need a consultant. - Oh, don't you?
- I'm sure if I didn't get here in time-- - Oh, really?
If you hadn't walked out like that in the first place, I--
It wasn't the easiest decision I ever had to make...
- ...in my life. - I never had any idea.
- Hey! BOTH: What?
I'm pretty okay with her being back since she just saved my life.
So maybe you two can work on your repressed sexual tension...
...when we don't have a book running around trying to suffocate people?
Maybe our next step should be to check the tapes...
...and see who left that envelope for me to die from?
Yes, we will finish this conversation later.
PETE: We can do that later.
[SIGHS AND EXHALES]
STEVE: It had to have been the last few hours. We weren't gone that long.
PETE: Oh, if I give that bellman any more money...
...he's gonna have to claim me on his tax return.
There. That's the envelope.
That guy is dropping it off at the desk.
[COMPUTER BEEPS]
Okay, so we have a who. We need a why.
Create a panic in the financial markets, take advantage?
We gotta get the Wall Street guys to cancel their back-patting ceremony.
By telling them what, that Shakespeare's Lost Folio is gonna kill them?
I know it's true and I don't believe it.
Plus we'll never get Stukowski to agree.
The next time she sees him, she'll have him shot.
Oh, I see you've already worked your magic.
Why do you automatically assume it's my fault?
- Whose fault is it? - Mine.
But we might be able to use uptight Sally to our advantage.
But I thought Buddhists were supposed to let go of all worldly possessions.
No, it's about not letting your possessions possess you.
See, we believe that you can only lose what you refuse to let go of.
You know what, that is so true. I always lose the things I really like...
...and I never lose the things I don't care about.
Like, my Mom would say, "Pete.
If your head wasn't glued to your neck, you'd--"
That's not the achievement of self-awakening...
- ...the Buddha was talking about. - You didn't know him.
Ladies and gentlemen, why don't we get things started?
I'd like to introduce our panel.
I'm sure some of you know them:
Jim Couvell and Doug Ilks from New York.
[APPLAUSE]
PETE: There, that's him.
- You sure? - Trust me. I've got a bad feeling.
- Lattimer? - Agent Sally.
I was hoping to run into you tonight. Save me a dance?
SALLY: Boys, cuff them, take them out.
Hey, hey, aren't we all on the same team here?
SALLY: Are we? My team's job is to make sure that this event goes along smoothly.
Oh, man, is it hot in here or is it just you, Sally?
- Myka, now! - No!
[PETE GRUNTING AND CROWD CLAMOURING]
[PAGE WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
[COUGHING]
Gertrude. "The drink! The drink! I am poisoned!" Say it!
The drink! The drink! I am poisoned!
Claudius. "Oh, yet defend me friends, I am but hurt!" Say it!
Say, "Oh, yet defend me friends....
Oh, yet defend me friends....
- "I am but hurt!" - I am but hurt!
MYKA: Hamlet. Uh....
"The rest is silence!" Say "The rest is silence!"
The rest is silence.
[MAN 1 GRUNTING]
PETE: Come on, bring it! Bring it!
MAN 2: Hey, look!
WOMAN: A fire!
[♪♪♪]
PETE: Get off! Unh!
All right! All right!
You guys have had enough.
No charge, ladies.
Unh! Myka!
[♪♪♪]
Thank you.
Be careful.
♪ This ship has sailed ♪
♪ This flight has felt its last caress Against the sky ♪
♪ Its last lap against the shoreline ♪
Well, there she goes again.
Found the last pages of the folio in a room...
...but the guy was long gone.
We know what he looks like, so it's only just a matter of time.
Listen, Lattimer, I think you are a first class jerk...
...obnoxious, unprofessional to the core--
Shouldn't you be on one knee to do this?
But you were right.
So thanks.
Oh, and Lattimer...
...if you ever fly to the Denver area again, let me know.
I'll have you shot in the airport.
It is shocking how much she wants me.
Yeah. Oh, yeah, it is.
- Stud. - Heh, heh.
I am a stud. Heh, heh.
- All quiet on the Eastern Front? - Calm and peaceful.
Like a statue should be.
Wow.
That's really....
Annoying. Artie.
[♪♪♪]
FREDERIC: Thank you. - Unh! God.
Oh, I'd forgotten about that.
You were so helpful during our recent mission.
I just wanted to thank you in person.
You're welcome. I'm...
...glad I could help. Really.
There's someone I want you to speak with.
Hello, Myka.
What--? What--? Why?
Mrs. Frederic, why would you bring her here?
She can't hurt you, Myka.
She can't hurt anyone. Trust me.
I'll leave you two alone.
Myka, you hate me for what I did.
You hate the Warehouse for what it did to you.
No.
No, I don't.
We became friends because we're alike in many ways.
Except that I--
I didn't want to destroy the world and kill everybody in it.
I'm not proud of what happened.
But that it drove you away from the Warehouse....
A hundred years ago, I went into the bronzer filled with hate.
It grew inside me like a cancer.
All I thought about was what I'd lost...
...what the Warehouse had taken from me, turned me into.
Be careful, Myka.
Hate so easily turns into fear.
Don't walk away from your truth.
That's why you're here?
I haven't actually come here. Heh, heh.
So, what, you're some sort of holographic projection?
I'm...
...being held.
I don't know where, or how.
They can, it seems, transport my consciousness.
I wish I'd thought of that.
Please, think about what I've said.
[GASPS]
[♪♪♪]
[BEEPING]
CLAUDIA: You're saying my aura's changing colour?
But I want to know is why my aura's changing colours.
Because I....
Oh, my God. Squeal of delight.
[CLAUDIA LAUGHS]
MYKA: I missed you. - Oh, you have no idea.
LEENA: Myka, you're back.
- You are back, right? - Yeah.
PETE: Okay, magic carpet, what do you do? You try to get it going.
I thought it would, you know, just take off--
- Hey. - Hey.
So does this mean that I'm out of a job?
Because I was just getting used to Pete's hilarious jokes.
Yeah, the only way you leave the Warehouse is feet first.
[STEVE LAUGHS]
Welcome back, then.
Thanks.
[♪♪♪]
Good.
All right, let's get to it.
There is still a mysterious man in Denver and we should all try to find him, no?
It is what we do.
[♪♪♪]
LOGAN: I don't think they saw me.
I had to leave the folio. It was too dangerous to go back.
Their new operative is Steven Jinks, a former ATF agent.
Bering and Lattimer were working as a team.
This may indicate that she's returned to the Warehouse.
- I can follow up. MAN: No.
No, you've done well.
Now you need to disappear for a while.
Of course. I was planning--
[LOGAN GRUNTING]
[GRUNTING]
[♪♪♪]