Previously on Warehouse 13:
Using the astrolabe unleashes a formidable evil.
How could you take such a risk with so formidable an artefact?
Warehouse was gone. You were gone.
- Did I do wrong? - No, I would've done the same.
- I will not give you back the astrolabe. - I don't want it back.
I want you to use it again.
Take this and disappear.
I'll leave Leena my research on the dagger.
Brother Adrian, have you been in South Dakota?
No, I have not.
The Brother Adrian that Arthur has been battling never existed.
Whatever the effects of the astrolabe...
...it's caused Arthur to have some sort of psychotic break.
- Pete, what is it? - A vibe. Mykes, call the warehouse.
- Leena, Artie, are you here? - Come on, Artie. I got a really bad--
- You got another one? - Worse than before. Way worse.
Okay, I'm gonna call Leena's cell again, okay?
Yeah, call her, because, I don't know, maybe she had to go out.
Uh-huh.
That's never a good sign.
Okay, don't panic, all right? They have to be here somewhere.
Since here is about the size of Rhode Island...
...I'd say it's a pretty good reason to panic.
Pete?
- I think I found them. - I'll take the Dark Vault.
Yo, Artie, is everything o--?
Artie?
Artie!
Leena!
Oh, come on.
Mykes, there's nothing here but a mess.
This place has been tossed.
Myka, can you hear me? Myka!
Pete, I, um....
Just get to the Bronze Sector now.
What is it? Are you okay?
No, I'm not.
We're not.
Myka. Myka, are you--?
Oh, my God, what...?
She's dead.
What happened?
Someone shot her.
Someone ki-- Ahem.
Someone killed her.
Arthur.
I'm afraid Arthur took her life.
No way, okay? Artie would never--
No one is more disturbed than I am, Agent Lattimer.
- I realise it sounds unlikely. - Oh, unlikely? Try impossible.
Pete, I've been telling you what's happening.
- And in light of recent circumstances-- - There's no other explanation, is there?
I'm afraid not.
I made her a promise, and now....
Sorry, it was a nightmare getting back. They routed me through Boston...
...because of weather. Tell me that makes sense.
What?
That's not true. That cannot be true.
I'm afraid so, Claudia.
It would appear the prophecy of the astrolabe has come to pass.
And an evil has been created.
And that evil is Artie.
When Robespierre used the astrolabe...
...to turn French public opinion against the king, something....
Something in him changed.
Turned him against what he believed in.
Which led to the Reign of Terror.
Tens of thousands died.
So when Artie used it, it turned him evil...
...and that's why he...
- ...killed Leena. - He did not kill Leena.
Artie is not evil.
He's been whammied.
Just like we've all been whammied at some point, right?
He never gave up on us. No matter what happened.
No matter what we did. I'm not about to give up on him.
Claude, no one is giving up on him. We're looking for a way to heal him now.
That's why the three of you must find him...
- ...before there are any other casualties. - Okay. Uh, the Dark Vault.
It was-- It was trashed.
Obviously Artie was looking for the astrolabe, right?
He doesn't have it.
I entrusted H.G. Wells with the astrolabe.
Even I do not know where she is.
There's no way he can get his hands on it.
Nevertheless, you must be extremely careful.
Arthur is a formidable enemy.
An enemy who knows everything about us. What we do and how we do it.
And more worrisome...
...he knows us.
Our strengths and our weaknesses.
Don't worry, Mrs. Frederic. We'll find him.
Pete.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Where'd she go? Where'd she go?
- Did you guys see her? - Pete.
She was right here.
She was-- It was Leena.
- Well, did you--? You didn't see her? - Pete.
Come on, man. We all know this place does crazy things.
She wasn't here, was she?
It's because she's dead, right? Right, because Leena's....
So she couldn't have been here.
Pete.
Could she--?
Not much is known about the provenance of Magellan's astrolabe.
I myself know only a small piece of its history.
But if there are answers to be had, we will find them in here.
Let us hope so.
It is an impressive collection.
We have a great respect for knowledge and its power.
And the revelation of new ideas...
- ...no matter what the source. - Really?
Yes. We are under the protection of the Vatican, not under its rule.
This is Robespierre's diary.
This section here...
...is all he knew of the astrolabe.
That is not a lot.
It's a beginning, Agent Jinks. We must begin somewhere.
So we know Artie is looking for the astrolabe...
...and he knows that it's not here.
Can we assume he doesn't know who has it?
Probably. I mean, that's what Mrs. Frederic--
- Artie? - Artie. Oh, my God.
No, no. Don't, don't, don't. I'm sorry.
There's something wrong with me. I don't feel like myself.
Yeah, you're really, really not yourself, Artie.
- Do you even remember what happened? - No, I can't.
Well, it's insane.
It's the astrolabe.
Because I used it, it's affecting me somehow.
Yes, that's what we think too.
And I'm told that the only way to reverse the astrolabe's effect...
...is for me to use it again.
- Mrs. Frederic and Steve are looking-- - There is no other way.
I need the astrolabe.
We're sorry, Artie, but that's not gonna happen.
Artie, listen. You told us yourself...
...that using the astrolabe again would destroy the warehouse.
H.G., Steve, Mrs. Frederic, they'd all be dead.
- I'm sure we can find something. - And I am sure that the astrolabe...
...is the only thing that can help me.
Oh, man, what the hell is that now?
It's the IRS Quartum.
Oh, my God.
What's the IRS Quartum?
The Quartum is under control.
Just for once, would you please listen to me...
...and do as you are told?
Artie, please. Just let us--
You're not real.
Oh, I'm quite real, I assure you. I'm just not here.
I have the H.G. hologram device.
But what I do not have is the astrolabe.
Now, where is it?
We can't let you have it, Artie.
You can tell me where it is, or I could find it myself.
Telling me where it is...
...is the safer choice.
Think what happened to Leena.
Artie, we can help you. I know that we can find--
"Artie, we can help you."
You still don't understand.
I am not Artie.
Artie sacrificed his life for this place.
He was a slave to this warehouse for 35 years.
But no more.
I will use the astrolabe to set Artie free of this warehouse...
...and from all of you.
No matter what the cost.
Guys, look. It's one of those eye pole thingies.
It's not the H.G. device. It's Hugo's. He's somewhere in the warehouse.
- Claudia, get back. - Artie could be in there.
I know, I know. Just wait.
Fire extinguishers. I'll seal off the Quartum.
All right. Hurry, Claude, before it jumps to another section.
Pete, here. Just....
- Well, it looks like we lost Artie. - We also lost half the IRS Quartum.
It can't be all bad, right? I mean, who likes the IRS?
No, IRS stands for Imperium Romanum Sacrum.
Holy Roman Empire.
Where we stored all the Warehouse 8 files from Holy Roman Empire.
If anyone from Warehouse 8 shows up, they'll be pissed.
Artie's hologram signal came from here.
But he had time to get away before we'd reach him. Why set the fire?
- To cover his tracks. - No, something to do with the astrolabe.
There's something in these crates Artie didn't want us to see.
We dig in, figure out what he was after.
Yeah, as soon as we un-burn all this stuff.
Nothing. We've been at this for hours, haven't found anything to help Artie.
- Gotta be something else we can do. - Slow and steady, Agent Jinks.
Slow and steady wins the race.
This might be something. It's an ancient Italian dialect.
So I might take the liberty of paraphrasing.
Please, I insist.
"If any man shall live the same day twice...
...his reason shall fracture...
...and he shall live his life as two...
...until there is only one."
"He shall live as two."
A dual personality.
That would be my interpretation.
As darkness overcomes the light...
...so shall evil overcome goodness.
Like Robespierre. He started out believing...
...the people of France could govern themselves.
Ended up using the guillotine...
- ...to keep them in line. - A scythe above all heads.
If I'm interpreting this correctly...
...the evil that is created comes from within.
There it is, then.
The explanation for what he's done.
Fractures can be healed.
There has to be some way to reach the real Artie...
...his good side.
Perhaps. But according to this...
...the darkness will eventually extinguish the light forever.
If this happens...
...the Arthur that we know is lost.
Well, considering what he's already done...
...you should leave as soon as possible.
I'll start arranging it.
Thank you, Brother Adrian.
We are in your debt.
Yes, you are.
And if all this works out, I'd like to have my astrolabe back.
The Holy Roman Empire hosted Warehouse 8 in Germany...
...from 1260 to 1517.
- What would Artie want in Warehouse 8? - What's it have to do with the astrolabe?
According to this...
...Magellan's astrolabe was never in the warehouse. How did he get it?
- None of this makes any sense. - That's what's bothering me.
- Artie always makes sense. - So, what are we missing?
Some of the inventory didn't get entered into the computer...
...so we should check the manifest.
Pete.
No.
No, no, no.
No, no. You're not real.
You're an aura or something.
Aren't you?
This is not gonna end well.
Hello?
Leena?
Oh.
Heh. Wow, this is all a bit, uh, dark and torture-y.
Okay, show's over.
What are we doing here?
Hey.
There.
Just what is--?
So, what, is this, uh, Attila the Hun's china cabinet?
Right. Nothing here.
And...
...nothing in here.
Because you're not here.
I'm definitely gonna be one of those agents that goes crazy.
But if I wasn't crazy...
...then you would've--
Definitely would've...
...brought me here for a reason.
I'm not crazy.
Thanks, Leena's spirit, for having our backs.
That must be H.G.'s research.
She told Leena what she was working on...
...in case something untoward happened.
Well, why was she worried?
Arthur asked her to find the dagger for him.
He was obsessed with it. So obsessed, in fact...
...that H.G. became concerned.
Because the dagger has something to do with the astrolabe?
- No, because of a vision he was having. - A vision of what?
A recurring vision of you, Claudia...
...stabbing him with that particular dagger.
He was determined to find it...
...prevent it from happening.
I would never do that. I mean, just because he dreamt it...
...doesn't mean it's gonna happen.
Not necessarily.
And not "not necessarily."
Comforting.
Artie's mind is at war with itself.
His dream could have meant anything...
- ...or nothing at all. - No, the dagger means something.
Leena showed it to me for a reason.
I beg your pardon?
Look, Mrs. F, I've been seeing Leena lately.
Her-- I don't know, her energy...
...her aura or whatever.
She showed me the dagger, it's part of Artie's plan.
I'm sure of it. I can feel it.
Artie created and saw his dark side as Brother Adrian, right?
- It would seem so. - What if the dream was...
...his dark side's way of convincing him to find the dagger?
The dark side lied to Artie because he didn't tell him what the dagger was for.
- Whatever it's for.... - Not for me to stab him with.
- We can't let him get to it. - I suggest you find the dagger first.
So, H.G. found out that the dagger belonged...
...to the fourth duke of Gandia, a Spanish Jesuit...
...in the 16th century, also during the Holy Roman Empire.
And Warehouse 8 and why Artie...
...was looking in the IRS Quartum. Did H.G. find it?
I don't think so. There nothing here about where this dagger is now.
- If H.G. couldn't find it, how do we? - We think like Artie, right?
Think like Artie. The flip side of Artie knowing us...
...is us knowing him.
Now we know what he's looking for, I can track him.
- What are you looking for? - Cyber footsteps.
Everybody leaves them. You gotta know how to track them.
There he is. No. No.
He knew that I would find that. So if I....
But he doesn't know this little trick because it's brand-new.
I got him. Travelling under the alias Luther Wastrife.
Luther Wastrife, that's an anagram for Arthur Weisfelt.
- You scare me. - Part of Artie wants us to find him.
I wish that part of him would tell us where he's going.
- Budapest. - What?
Just intercepted an e-mail. He's going to see a man about a dagger.
All right, look, Claude...
- ...maybe you should-- - Don't worry.
I'm staying. If I don't get near the dagger, I can't stab him.
- Here's hoping. Bye, Claude. - I'll slow down Luther Wastrife.
Figure out what Artie got out of those Warehouse 8 files.
- Enjoy your stay. - Thank you.
Welcome to Budapest.
Business or pleasure, Mr. Wastrife?
Pleasure. Looking up an old friend.
Good.
Just one moment, please.
Come with us, please.
Of course. I hope everything's all right.
- So we found it. - You got the dagger?
No, we found it. Not "we got it."
Artie was coming to see an ambassador...
...who loaned his art collection to a museum in Prague.
- The dagger's in that collection? - We're on our way to Prague now.
- Is there new news about Artie? - Yeah, uh, funny thing.
As it turns out, Luther Wastrife is a suspected terrorist.
He's being held by airport security at Liszt International in Budapest.
Man, you are good.
I'll get you a list of kids from third grade...
...that used to beat the crap out of me.
You know, before I buffed out.
Is there any news about the dagger?
Or about what Artie was looking for in Warehouse 8?
Yeah. It's all tied up together.
So apparently the deadliest artefact in Warehouse 8...
...was something called the Chinese Orchid.
Back in the 15th century, Europe tried to force China to trade with them.
Now, China resisted, the emperor sent this artefact as a warning.
This strange blue orchid that released a disease...
...called English Sweating Sickness.
An artefact that makes you sweat to death? Okay, that's just, ew.
Well, it worked. Europe backed off.
English Sweating Sickness...
...was an epidemic that killed its victims within 24 hours.
No cure was ever found...
...and then it disappeared.
Exactly. When agents snagged and bagged the orchid.
Now, apparently the orchid is so lethal...
...they encased it in some kind of impenetrable container.
Okay, wait. So Artie is looking for a sharp pointy dagger...
...and an impenetrable case.
Is anyone thinking what I'm thinking?
Artie's going to use dagger to open the container, get the orchid.
He'll release an epidemic that could wipe out half of the world's population.
He'll make it so bad, we have no choice...
...but to hand over the astrolabe, turn things back to the way they were.
I hate to admit it, but it's a perfect plan.
Thank God he's in custody.
Mrs. Frederic's on her way to pick him herself.
Well, I'd hate to be in his shoes when she gets there.
Arthur used the barometer of the USS Eldridge...
...to stop time and escape.
Forty-seven seconds was all he needed.
Don't worry. We're on our way to the Czech museum now.
We'll snag that dagger before Artie even finds out it's in Prague.
Since I've been sent from Rome to Germany to chauffeur you...
...and Mrs. F isn't a chatterbox, would you tell me what we're doing?
Finding the Chinese Orchid before Artie gets the dagger.
If we don't, he'll release the sickness, we'll give him the astrolabe...
...he'll turn back time, the warehouse won't exist, you'll be dead...
...the world will lose hope, descend into chaos and despair.
You want more? I had a lot of caffeine on the plane.
In the 16th century, the duke of Gandia...
- ...a Spanish Jesuit-- - Stop. You had me at, "You'll be dead."
- Where are we going? - What used to be Warehouse 8.
To snag the Chinese Orchid. It causes a deadly plague.
Okay, so where is Warehouse--? Wait, wait, wait.
Pete and Myka get a dagger, and we get a plague?
- When do we stop being the B-team? - We are not the B-team.
Fool, we are the second A-team.
We can't go after the dagger. Artie had a dream I stab him with it.
So we're the ones going after a plague that could wipe out all of humanity.
Thank you. I feel better.
This is Warehouse 8?
No, this is a German insurance company...
...built over where Warehouse 8 used to be. This way.
The orchid is super dangerous.
So instead of keeping it in the warehouse, they buried it way below.
Then when 8 was abandoned for 9, they thought it was too unstable to move.
So they just left it here?
Buried super deep in an impenetrable, airtight container.
So don't worry about contracting an incurable disease.
Just worry about the spiders.
Spiders?
I just-- I can't stop thinking about it.
We've never lost anyone before. Not like this.
I know. Just try and keep focused on what we're doing here.
And maybe....
Who am I kidding? I can't stop thinking about it either.
But you know what? Whatever happens, we are still a family.
And we will get through this. I know it.
Yeah? Well, I don't.
I mean, Leena isn't just dead, Myka. Artie killed her.
Even if we get him back, how are we gonna tell him what he did?
- Is he even gonna remember? - I don't know.
I don't know if he'll remember, I don't know how we're gonna tell him.
But that is on tomorrow's list, okay?
Today's list is find the dagger, stop Artie.
So let's just-- Let's just get through today.
That's where the ambassador's collection is being displayed.
Nice.
You and Mrs. Frederic find out something else about the astrolabe?
Not really. Hardly anything's been written about it.
"Not really. Hardly anything." Please, quantify.
Brother Adrian is still digging, okay? I'm sure he will find something else.
I mean, you know, something.
- What aren't you telling me? - Nothing.
For someone who can tell when someone else is lying...
- ...you are a-- - Terrible liar. Yes, I've heard.
So stop it. Just tell me.
Okay, everything we've found so far says...
...we can't heal Artie without using the astrolabe again.
And given what that would do to the world, that means...
...we can't heal Artie at all.
We're not gonna lose Artie.
They said we couldn't bring you back, and here you are.
We'll find a way to bring Artie back.
This is it. Warehouse 8.
Unh! I don't know why I bother doing my nails.
Oh, I know. My cuticles are a mess.
It's gotta be down there somewhere, right? Come on.
We are so the B-team.
There. See? That wasn't so bad, was it?
I'm kind of wishing that we'd dropped some breadcrumbs.
Relax, Hansel. I doubt there's an evil witch here who's gonna eat us.
- Stranger things have happened. - Heh.
- Figures, right? - I say we let ourselves in.
It's from the IRS Quartum. Brass keys don't burn.
Welcome to Warehouse 8.
Not to state the obvious, but uh-oh.
No, no "uh-ohs." It's here. It has to be here.
I don't see how. It's just an empty cave.
Hey, wait a sec. What about this?
What do you think? Is this a clue?
Or just bad cave art?
Given the circumstances, let's go with clue.
Although I wish it looked at least a little bit like an orchid.
Yeah, me too.
Oh, Mykes. Look, this thing looks like a Klingon battleaxe.
- You think they'd mind if I--? - Yes.
Yes, I do think they would have a problem with it.
We're here to find the dagger, all right?
So, what do we know? We know that it's from the 16th century.
Right, so....
That's it.
Pete.
- How did he know? - Does it matter?
Hey, Artie, old bean.
Fancy meeting you here. I mean, what are the chances, right?
Don't do anything foolish.
Artie.
Listen to me, we can help you.
You wanna help me? Give me the astrolabe.
You know we can't do that, Artie.
Okay? Just come back with us.
We can work this out.
You're an idiot, Pete.
You're a dancing monkey, just one bad decision away from the bottle.
You really think that Artie wants to be your substitute father?
Playing daddy to a weak-willed 6-year-old...
...trapped in an ageing man's body...
...still whining about letting his real father die in a fire...
...when you should have saved him?
- Artie, stop. - And you...
...with your uncompromising, prudish rigidity...
...and your condescension, your infuriating belief...
...that you're always the smartest one in the room.
You're on a direct path to spending the rest of your life alone.
Don't you understand?
Artie wants you out of his life.
Forever.
Artie, don't!
What's that--?
It's a noose that belonged to Isaac Parker.
He was the most famous hanging judge in the Old West.
Now I'm finally done with you.
It's tight.
We need to get to the noose.
It's getting tighter.
I got it. I got it.
- That was amazing. - Well, today was not a good day to die.
- Yeah. - And I am not an idiot.
- Pete, I know. - All that stuff that he was saying...
...about my dad and about you.... Is that what he really thinks?
No, that's not what Artie thinks. It's what he knows we fear...
...about ourselves. I mean, that's not our Artie, right?
Yeah, well, evil Artie really likes pushing our buttons.
- Now he's got the dagger. - Let's go get him.
Excuse me, do I know you?
Not yet.
Wait.
Watch.
What are you doing?
You're from the warehouse.
So you don't have the dagger?
No, Artie has it.
- And you don't have the orchid. - Well, no, no.
But we do have a clue. Maybe.
You're absolutely right. We do have a clue.
That symbol was left there specifically to be found by warehouse agents.
So, what, we're looking for a stone bridge?
No, no, no. The precise word for "bridge" in German is brücke.
And stone is stein. Steinbruck?
Franz Steinbruck to be precise.
- Who's he? - He was the Artie of Warehouse 8.
Whoa, whoa, stop, stop.
- He's from Warehouse 13. - How do you know?
Yogi Raj Bengali's cobra. He showed it to me.
- Why's the cobra out of the warehouse? - So you would know me.
Arthur Nielsen. And you must be Carl and Anya Steinbruck.
Yes, thank you for coming. I apologise about the circumstances.
But I'm here about the orchid.
- You told him about the orchid? - He already knew.
I realise this is very difficult for you.
I know that generations of Steinbrucks have guarded the orchid.
Since it was buried beneath Warehouse 8.
When the Third Reich started to rise and there was a fear...
...that the Nazis would find the orchid and use it for their own ends...
- ...your family moved it, yes? - We kept it safe.
Yes, well, once again, the orchid is in danger.
There are people after me. Dangerous rogue agents...
...and they want the orchid for their own agenda.
It is only a question of time before these people catch up to me.
You must show me where the orchid is.
- Come with us. - Wait, wait, wait.
These are very clever people, and they will say anything to get the orchid.
But it will be a lie. Remember, a lie. So....
We haven't moved the orchid since it was brought here in 1939.
Very wise.
Uh, wait, wait, wait. I think Johan and I--
Stop!
- Don't trust him. - Hands in the air.
- Give up your weapon. - He wants to use the orchid on all of us.
Don't listen to him!
No matter what they say, it's a lie!
Yeah, yeah. Blah, blah, blah, Wiener schnitzel.
The only way you're getting to that orchid, Artie, is through us.
You've already lost this battle, only you're too stupid to know it.
I know you're in there, Artie. I know you can hear me.
So please, before anyone else gets hurt...
...just let us help you. All you've gotta do is trust us.
It is you. You are still there.
Now, Johan.
Cover your ears!
Claudia and Steve, head off the Steinbrucks...
...before they get the orchid. We'll go after Artie.
- Nice shot. - Thanks.
- We were trained for this. - We're the good guys.
Claude.
Hey, you okay?
Go. I'll handle Heidi.
Oh, yeah? Sprechen sie headlock?
Mykes.
Duck!
Pete!
Get the dagger out of here. Go, Mykes, go. I got it.
- I don't wanna shoot you. - I will kill you if I must.
Hey.
- You missed. - I know.
But I won't.
- Sometimes I miss the quiet of the ATF. - Did you find the orchid?
No, but it's gotta be around here somewhere.
- Myka, here. - What?
I've been seeing this a lot lately.
It's beautiful.
It's hard to believe it's so deadly.
- Maybe we should leave it hidden. - No, it's too risky.
We need to take it back to the warehouse and lock it--
Or you could just hand it to me.
You know I'm capable of this.
That's right.
Good, good.
Oh, and I'll take that dagger too.
Myka, don't.
I'll do this right in front of you.
- Bring that to me now. - Do it.
No!
Good job, partner.
All right, then.
Artie, look, it's over. The dagger is gonna be ground to pieces.
So just...
...let him go.
You still think that you're the smartest one in the room.
This is over when I say it's over.
- He's gone. - He's after the dagger.
- He's got the orchid. - Artie, don't.
You'll kill millions of people.
It's not too late.
I know you're still in there. I know you can hear me.
You know what I'm doing?
Saving Artie from all of you.
You. You're the worst of them.
You're an insolent, annoying child...
...who will never be a woman.
Who only wants everybody to love her.
Here's the truth.
Artie doesn't love you.
He doesn't love any of you.
You've ruined his life.
Artie.
I cast you out.
- Think they can beat me? - Oh, my God.
The arrogance.
I cast you out.
And now....
Claudia, do it. Save me.
I cast you out!
Claudia, no!
- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry.
It's okay.