- Baird: Who is that? - Nicole...my Guardian.
- You let me believe that she was dead. - Jenkins: You cannot trust her!
- Actually, I do. - Nicole: Jenkins, search your heart.
I was too blind to see,
all along she was just trying to save us.
Flynn: He's giving her his immortality.
Thank you.
It's time I found out who I can be apart from this place.
There can only be one Librarian. History shows war shall come between them. War!
You put this right before it's too late.
Jenkins: Mr. Carson has resigned from the Library.
He will not be coming back.
( music playing )
Eye of newt, wing of bat, leg of toad,
tofu alternatives.
- ( cathedral bells clanging ) - Ow! Ah!
Ah!
It's an interesting strategy.
However, I probably would go with the bishop.
But you've always favored the knight.
( chittering )
- ( grunts ) - ( cathedral bells clanging )
Oh, I do love a challenge.
- ( cathedral bells clanging ) - ( grunting )
Well, Flynn quit, so, yeah,
I guess you could say we've broken up.
It's complicated.
No, Mom, it wasn't because of another woman.
Well, it wasn't wasn't
because of another woman.
( cathedral bells clanging )
Mom, I'll call you back!
( cathedral bells clanging )
What is that ringing? It hurts!
Where's it coming from?
Jones, what did you do?
Nothing! It's like the Library's screaming at us!
( rumbling )
The Library, it's collapsing!
( theme music playing )
Please, everyone! Come, come!
Grab a wire, each of you.
Hold. Hold it, don't let go. Hold it!
( rumbling stops )
( sighs ) Good.
Temporary tethering. That should buy us
a few hours' grace at the most.
Jenkins, what just happened?
Exactly what I said would happen, Colonel,
if the Tethering Ceremony did not take place.
The Library is uncoupling from reality.
Can we let go of the wires now?
Yes, yes, the deed is done.
Well, what deed, exactly?
The only thing bonding the Library
to the world at this point
are the four of you.
So I fashioned,
for want of a better word,
could be called an anchor.
This is the first book ever in the Library.
It was the first on the shelf
at the Library of Alexandria, Third Century BC.
It has seniority over all books and artifacts here.
By connecting them to it through you,
we created a bond with the Library and reality,
but only temporarily.
Colonel, we have to perform the Tethering Ceremony today.
Okay, but tether with who?
You have three excellent candidates in front of you, please pick one.
Well, I don't know if I want to be immortal!
You can't just rush that kind of eternal decision.
Magic? I've already got stuck with a magic tattoo,
I don't know if I want to spend infinity powered by the stuff.
I have no problem with the magic at all,
but immortality is a really long time.
Why don't you just tether to the Library, Jenkins?
I cannot! I am not a Librarian.
Now-- please! Oh, sorry.
Um, best not to touch that, Cassandra.
The reason why it has survived as long as it has,
it is replete with crazy, wild magic.
It is best left rolled as it is.
And the bells were?
- ( sets book on table ) - The bells.
Follow me, please.
( music playing )
This is what you heard chiming.
The Bells of Notre Dame came from that?
Mm.
The Horologe of the Equinox.
It measures the movement of key
celestial bodies.
And it has one hell of a security system.
( whooshing )
Ashkar, Ganymede, Medusa's Tears,
uh, many unnamed planets
one dwarf star whose name should never be translated
in polite company,
all combining to make the Equinox of Binding.
The Equinox has begun.
We have a window of 24 hours,
after which our chance for tethering will be over,
and the Library will revert to what it was originally.
Which is?
An institution caring only
for the protection of its artifacts.
Without a link to humanity, without a greater cause,
the Library will care only for itself.
Please let this focus your minds.
The next time the Horologe chimes,
it will be game over.
This is a matter for the Librarians
and their Guardian.
I will retire
and await your decision.
Jenkins is right.
We've left it too long.
One of you has to tether with me.
Draw straws or something.
There's got to be a more rational way to figure this out.
I hate to say it, but Flynn would know what to do.
No, Flynn would know how to run away from this.
We're not leaving till we're done.
Guys?
I know Jenkins said not to, but--
You just unrolled the scroll?
"Don't unroll the scroll" is what he said!
- Don't! - I know, I know,
but it was just so tempting,
and old, and scroll-y,
and I just took one little look and... look.
It says, "The Selection of One."
The selection of one what?
One Librarian.
It's instructions?
No, it's a spell.
And I know, I know, I know that magic is bad,
but, I mean, what are the chances?
It's like the Library wanted us to see this.
A spell which tells us which one of us is the best of us?
- Exactly. - It's the best plan I've heard so far.
This is better than drawing straws.
As much as I hate magic, I hate luck even more.
Well, if we're all agreed,
let's do it.
Okay, it says, um...
we need to link hands.
Stone, will you-- can you read the rest?
I...
( Stone speaking in Ancient Greek )
Did we do it right?
My Ancient Greek is a little rusty, okay?
It's hard to hold a conversation in a dead language.
I'll go check out some pronouns.
Everyone take a break, meet back in here in an hour.
Cassandra: Okay.
( scoffs ) What have I told them
about bringing things down here?
Not checking with me so that I can catalogue it?
What is this?
The magic mirror?
What is it doing down--
Okay, Dr. Freud,
tell me what I should be thinking.
( pulsing hum )
I know how you feel, buddy.
( pulsing hum )
Jenkins, are you in here?
( pulsing hum )
Little bit of crime calms the mind,
gives a thief... perspective.
( pulsing hum )
Very... tempting
pressing a... big red button.
Whoa.
Where are we?
These are The Testing Grounds.
Welcome to The Trial of the One.
"The Trial of the One"?
I thought it was The Selection of One?
Lazy translation. Now please be quiet.
No, that's a holdover from Jenkins.
Be quiet!
"Holdover"? What do you mean?
I have taken control of Jenkins's body
so I may speak to you.
I am the Library.
Jenkins-- Library,
please just tell us our Jenkins is safe.
Jenkins warned you not to touch the scroll.
You ignored him.
And now you must compete in The Trial of the One.
Which is?
Fight to the death
between Librarians.
- No way! Absolutely not! - What! No?
You think that we're gonna try to kill each other
just 'cause you say jump?
No, I don't.
I think you will kill each other because, if you don't,
I...
will kill Jenkins.
The Kiss of Mahakali,
poised directly over Jenkins's mortal heart.
If you disobey my instructions...
I will kill Jenkins.
No, no,
the Library would never do this.
You can't be the Library.
I don't believe it.
Jenkins is your Custodian.
Why would you want to hurt him?
Has being untethered changed you so much?
I was born in the Third Century BC.
I was built to protect my artifacts above all else.
What about your Librarians?
They are not artifacts.
Put these on.
Why? What is it?
Okay.
Dang it.
No. No, please, stop.
I'll choose one of them to Tether with,
right now!
What has begun, has begun.
It cannot be stopped.
Cassandra Cillian,
Jacob Stone, Ezekiel Jones,
you now each wear a Ring of Nightmares.
It will transport you to the heart
of your deepest fear.
Confront that fear
and you'll be strong warriors
fit to compete in The Testing Grounds.
Oh, and you're right.
Librarians will not fight their friends.
Your fears will change all that.
( pulsing hum )
Now press the buttons,
go into your nightmares,
fight to the death.
No. No, don't do it!
I don't care what happens when I push this button,
I will never hurt you.
Nothing will ever change that.
Nothing.
Librarians together.
Librarians forever.
( indistinct chatter )
Wait, why do I know this?
Prison officer: Eyes down, princess.
Break rocks or I'll break you.
( skin crackling )
( eerie humming )
( groaning )
( music playing )
( indistinct chatter )
It's the school trip.
Teenagers: * She's the suckiest *
* She's the yuckiest *
- * She's the worst girl times a million * - No.
- No, not this. - * She's so icky *
* And she gives hickeys and we all hate *
* Cassandra Cillian *
( sighs )
( music playing )
- There she is! - All: Get her!
No. No!
- No! - ( teenagers clamoring )
( breathing heavily )
Witch: Come in...
Jacob Stone.
We're gonna die here. man.
We're all gonna die here.
( chuckles ) No, we're not.
You know how I know that?
Because you're not real.
Hate to break it to you, mate, but none of this is.
You know how I know you're not real?
Because if this was real, that means I got caught,
and I never get caught.
( grunts )
Prison officer: Bring 'em out.
( van doors opening )
Oh, God.
It's him.
Oh, God.
( music playing )
( growling )
- ( panting ) - Girl: Go! Get her!
Baird: Jenkins.
Jenkins, I know you're in there.
Please fight back.
Our friends need you.
You're issuing orders to me?
The Guardian who failed in her sole duty
of protecting her Librarians?
I didn't fail, Flynn quit.
That was your greatest failure.
No. No, no, I cannot, I will not accept that
this is how our Library would behave!
Accept, do not accept.
I'm not seeking your permission.
( sighs )
This is all our fault.
We should have tethered sooner.
I am as I've always been.
We can still help you.
Please, please let us help you!
I am doing my duty.
Your duty
is to bear witness to these Librarians.
You can watch, but you cannot intervene.
So rise.
And watch.
( panting )
( clamoring )
This looks like...
what was the name of that place?
- Boy: We're gonna find you! - Girl: Cassandra!
( music playing )
( panting )
No, no, no, it's not real!
- It's not real. - Girl: She's trying to get away.
Where's she hiding? Come on, let's go!
- Go! - Spread out!
( indistinct chatter )
- Man: Cassie! - Eddie, anything?
Girl: Cassandra!
- ( gasps ) - Boy: Come out, come out, wherever you are.
- Cassie! - ( whimpering )
It's not real.
( wheezing breathing )
Show me.
Show you what?
Your curse.
Show me.
Such power.
To remove it,
you will pay a price.
What price?
It will hurt.
( chuckles )
( groaning ) Hey! Hey!
Don't!
You never look him in the eye.
Do you understand me?
Yeah, sure, whatever.
( grunting )
Oh! Uh... yeah,
I know I'm not supposed to look you in the eye,
but in my defense, you looked at me first!
Oh, hell!
No. No, I am their Guardian!
For God's sake, let me help them!
- ( Cassandra crying ) - Boy: Where are you, Cassandra?
- Cassandra? - Girl: Come out, come out!
Cass?
You lost the right to Guard them a long time ago.
Now can only witness their suffering.
They can neither see you nor hear you.
Cass...
It's not fair.
It is fair.
It is just not kind.
The Library is always kind.
I do not believe you're the Library.
- ( Cassandra whimpering ) - Girl: Cassie!
What if she takes her Nightmare Ring off?
Oh, then her nightmare would end.
- But she will not take it off. - ( huffs )
Cass isn't stupid, she'll see it.
Cassandra Cillian?
Who is it?
Oh, dear, you know who it is.
It's me, Miss Pope, your teacher who didn't protect you
the day the bullies came.
Miss Pope, the other kids, they're--
Yes, I know, but not right now, dear.
Oh, what is that on your hand?
What are you wearing?
Nothing.
I'm not wearing anything.
Those stuck in their nightmares cannot see their Nightmare Rings,
nor even remember putting them on.
And also, she's over here!
- ( Cassandra gasps ) - Baird: Why would you do that?
Why would I not?
- Boy: There she is! - Girl: Get her!
( teenagers clamoring )
Baird: Okay, I get it! I get it.
They're trapped in nightmares they don't know are nightmares,
but... they won't kill each other,
they're too loyal.
An admirable quality,
but they must be loyal to the Library above all else.
You won't turn them against each other.
Their nightmares
will alter their memories.
Their friends will not be remembered as such.
( panting )
Jake. Ezekiel.
- C-Cassandra? - ( wheezes )
Jones!
Stone? ( grunts )
Prisoner Jones, causing trouble again?
Cassandra?
Wacky Cassie tried to run.
Wacky Cassie, you're no fun.
What? No! Ah!
( groans )
What did you do?
Cut, cut.
Snip,
snip, ouch, ouch.
It's time you get the punishment you deserve.
No.
No, I can't watch this.
You must watch.
Or what, you'll kill Jenkins?
How do I know you are Jenkins?
How do I know you're the Library?
You could be a clone or an illusion
or...
You can't escape.
I'm not trying to.
( music playing )
No! Ezekiel, Jacob, please!
Don't use our names like you know us.
But I do know you, we're friends!
We're friends? I would rather kiss a slug.
Oh, a slug!
Good one, Jake.
Oh, look at what we have here.
( gasps )
Wacky Cassie's found a friend.
Eat it.
- Both: Eat it, eat it, eat it! - No!
- ( all chanting ) Eat it! - No!
Skin, skin. Snip, snip.
( wheeze ) Ouch... ouch.
( music playing )
( coughing )
( both grunting )
Break his fingers so he can never steal again.
The Eye of Ampyx,
the Seer of Titaresia. Oh.
Seems you learned something from your Librarian after all,
when you bothered to listen, that is.
Okay. ( chuckles )
Flynn told me the Eye of Ampyx always reveals the truth.
Now show me the truth.
Help me!
Baird: You really are trapped.
Eat it, Wacky Cassie, eat it!
No! You're just bad memories!
Then forget about us, we'll go away.
All you got to do is push the button.
Wait, wait, we're friends.
We're not friends.
We are friends, okay?
At least, we were friends.
What's... my... name?
Your name...
is...
I can't remember.
It's so much easier to forget.
Push the button!
You'll never steal again unless you fight back.
I'm not gonna fight my friends!
Well, then forget we're your friends and fight back.
Push the button!
Baird: The nightmares...
...you made them forget that they were ever friends.
And so, they shall kill each other
as strangers.
Stone, Ezekiel, and Teenagers: Push the button and forget!
Cassandra and Ezekiel: Push the button and forget!
Cassandra and Stone: Push the button and forget!
- Push the button! - Push the button!
Cassandra and Stone: Push the button!
- Ah! - Ah!
( groans )
Jenkins: Mr. Stone.
Mr. Stone, can you hear me?
Jenkins.
Where are you?
Trapped, and I'm afraid.
very close to death.
Dark forces have taken me.
There is a dagger pressed to my heart.
Wait, wait, wait, the dagger.
I remember.
Why can't I remember anything else?
You have been taken to the Testing Grounds,
a place where memory dies, yet heroes survive.
What am I supposed to do here?
I beg of you, cross the Testing Grounds
and hit the gold button.
You will be returned home and my life will be saved.
Looks too easy.
What's the catch?
You are not alone.
Two others are here and they will stop
at nothing to get to that button first,
even killing you in the process.
Who are they?
The most worthy adversaries.
Cunning and dangerous.
They are smart, skilled, and motivated.
I don't recognize either one of them.
Stone, my life is in your hands.
Can I rely on you?
Jenkins, of course.
I won't let you down.
Whatever it takes.
You're not gonna die today, Jenkins.
You've been given tools.
Construct them, use them wisely.
But the clock is ticking.
My life hangs in the balance.
( music playing )
He's turned you into enemies.
( music playing )
Jenkins: That is an excellent bow, Mr. Stone.
( spits )
That's 'cause it's not my first time.
All right, tell me,
how smart are these cats?
Their intelligence is precisely
what makes them so deadly.
Good.
Then I know I'll be up against the best.
Let's light 'em up.
( music playing )
Oh, no you don't.
- ( rope snaps ) - ( grunting )
( grunting )
That is some dangerous math.
All I can do is watch.
My nightmare.
Those trapped in their nightmares cannot see their Nightmare Rings,
nor even remember putting them on.
Show me the truth.
Each take a ring and put it on.
( panting )
( grunts )
( device powers up )
( beep )
( grunts )
( music playing )
( glass shatters, sizzling )
( panting )
( grunts )
- Stop! - Stop!
Jenkins: Don't let him press the button, my life depends upon it!
Don't take another step. I can't let you touch that button!
Drop your weapon.
You have no idea what's at stake here.
I don't have a choice,
I'm giving you till a count of three!
I'm giving you to the count of three!
My nightmare is that I can't help them.
( breathes heavily )
Time to wake up! ( grunts )
( gasps ) Stone...
Cassandra, Ezekiel, stop! Stop.
I know you.
- Your name's-- - Eve.
Eve Baird.
You're our Guardian.
Stone, Cassandra.
I remember, we're all Librarians!
The rings, look!
You stopped us.
You saved us.
Yeah.
Jenkins: No.
She did not.
Only one Librarian can leave the Trial alive.
Your predicament remains unchanged.
I will not let you get away with this!
- ( grunts ) - Oh, please.
( grunts )
Foolish Guardian,
the Harness of Mahakali cannot be broken.
Then it should be me.
I don't want to live in a world without Jenkins.
Jake... shoot me.
N-n-no.
You might as well shoot me too, then, mate.
You'd make a great Librarian.
And Jenkins is a million times more than what I'll ever be.
Listen to me...
I'll take this one.
You both
deserve to be Librarians.
Do it-- do it for Jenkins.
No.
Three dead Librarians are of no use to me.
Only two must die, one must live.
So choose, choose now which two die.
Me.
It should be me, take my life.
Me. I'm completely expendable.
- It should be me. - Stop, stop, stop, stop!
- Everybody stop! - No!
Choose... which two die.
Choose, or I will end Jenkins.
- ( music playing ) - Jenkins: Choose!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Before you do this,
there's one thing I have to know.
What?
This morning, when Jenkins was still Jenkins,
he made an anchor out of the First Book of the Library,
he said it would lock any artifact into place.
My question is this:
is this harness an artifact?
Yes.
But what does that have to do with...?
( breathing heavily )
I will not let you get away with this!
( both grunt )
The First Book.
Your harness stays here,
- and you come with me! - Ah!
( electrical buzzing )
( grunts )
( music playing )
( exhales )
Jenkins?
Is that you?
( laughs ) Yes, it is me.
You brought me back.
( whoosh )
You brought them all back.
You wonderful woman!
You brought us all home.
- ( crying ) You'll make me cry! - Oh!
I'm just a Guardian.
Just doing my job.
( chuckles ) No, you are the Guardian.
You are my Guardian.
Our Guardian. We all owe you our lives.
Everybody good?
We are now.
I'm sorry about the whole
scroll spell thing.
Hey, it's water under the bridge.
So what do we do now?
Well, we move on from this awful day
to something better and brighter,
something more becoming of who we are.
Or, to put it another way:
Librarians together,
Librarians forever.
( whirring )
( rumbling, rattling )
- ( grunts ) - ( gasps )
( grunts )
Ah!
Clear the table!
Get him up on the table! Get him on the table!
- He's bleeding out. - ( gasps )
The knife's going straight into his heart.
Cassandra, magic, medicine!
- Anything! - Oh, no!
- ( gasping ) - We have to get this off of him.
Listen, but, Baird, there's no way...
I will not lose him! Ezekiel,
you've got the steadiest hands.
Ezekiel?
Easy, easy.
Cassandra?
- Cassandra? - ( metal clanks )
Okay.
( Cassandra panting )
The Shroud of Lazarus
has the ability to heal
any wound.
I hope!
Jenkins, can you hear me?
Jenkins!
Jenkins...
It's working. It's working.
( panting )
Hello.
- Stone: It worked. - Hi.
- ( laughs ) - Oh.
The Shroud of Lazarus.
I was wondering where I'd put that.
I found it when we we had High Tea.
Your cucumber sandwiches.
"Worth becoming mortal for," as I recall saying.
You'll have plenty of cucumber sandwiches.
Eve Baird.
No, this wound
caused by the Kiss of Mahakali,
no magic can undo what it's done.
You're getting better, look at you.
No, it's just...
allowing me to die...
a little more slowly.
Jenkins...
I have had so much life.
Measured in centuries,
millennia stretching to infinity.
Now, I'm measured in heartbeats
decreasing heartbeats.
Time finally running... out.
You all must know, serving you has been
the greatest...
pleasure of my life.
I may have been immortal, but you brought me to life.
Cassandra Cillian...
your cucumber sandwiches...
good enough to die for.
( music playing )
( sniffles )
( groans )
- Cassandra... - ( crying ) I don't want to say anything.
We played the game,
just like the Library wanted us to.
We beat it.
Yet it still...
I don't want to be here.
I'm sorry.
I can't be here ever again.
Cassandra...
No, I gave...
everything I had to the Library,
I gave it my love, I gave it my trust,
and it took Jenkins!
And I hate it!
I hate it!
It took Jenkins.
( sniffs )
I don't trust this place anymore.
It took Jenkins.
It crossed a line.
I'm done.
Stone: "I, Jacob Stone,
hereby resign from the post of Librarian."
Ezekiel: "I, Ezekiel Jones,
hereby resign from the post of Librarian."
Cassandra: "I, Cassandra Cillian,
hereby resign from the post of Librarian."
( screams )
( glass crunching )
That's seven years' bad luck.
( music playing )
No...
No.
How?
How? Who? What? Where?
When? Why?
Oh, look at your poor little face.
( crying ) This was you?
This has all, always been me.
Flynn's resignation,
Jenkins's death, and now,
the end of the Library itself.
- ( bellows ) - Oh!
( laughs )
Come on, Eve.
You think I came here to fight!
Look at how I'm dressed.
Please, you're creasing the couture.
Tell me what you've done.
Why should I?
Because I am on the edge and you do not want to push me any further.
You know, you actually look like you could kill me.
Please, don't hurt me.
I'm just a poor, weak, little...
( yells )
500-year-old Guardian.
I don't know what you're doing, but--
No. No, you don't.
You never have.
Nicole, I will stop you.
Stop me?
You've been helping me.
I could never have tricked Jenkins into turning mortal
if it weren't for you.
Jenkins could never have died if it weren't for you.
He was right about me all along.
( gasps )
You were gathering artifacts to attack the Library.
No, I was gathering artifacts
to make it look like I was attacking the Library,
to force Jenkins to imprison me.
I knew the map would be uncovered in exactly 100 years.
I knew that you'd need my help.
And when Flynn discovered my imprisonment,
I knew he would begin to question
the legitimacy of the Library
and his doubt would be... infectious.
You planted the map to the cornerstone.
One of the great advantages of being from the future,
I knew where to leave it and who would find it.
And, when I saved the day,
you believed me to be innocent
of the crimes against the Library.
And so the seeds of doubt and distrust were sown.
You could have destroyed the Library then,
why didn't you?
The Library's existence
depends on Man's belief in it.
It's their faith in it that gives it life.
But...
make every Librarian quit.
If you want to destroy the Library,
you must destroy Man's belief in it.
That's why you didn't kill them.
You had to break them.
They say you can kill a man,
but you can't kill an idea.
I proved the contrary.
I set in motion a series of events that did just that.
I killed the idea of the Library.
Where's Flynn?
You're his Guardian...
his immortal tethering partner,
shouldn't you know where he is?
Unless-- ooh,
did you drop the ball again?
Where... is... Flynn?
He's my guest.
Sort of.
Put it this way:
he's in no position to refuse my hospitality.
Why are you doing this?
Revenge.
Payback.
Your pathetic ex-boyfriend
trapped me 500 years in the past,
trying showing up how clever he was,
and then entirely failed to rescue me.
First, I waited,
like you do.
My prince will come someday.
Until, someday, he didn't.
After the first hundred years or so,
I got bored of waiting.
I got bored of Flynn, too.
And don't get me started on how I feel about the Library.
( bell chiming )
Here it comes.
The Equinox of Binding!
Hurry, Eve, find a Librarian to tether with or--
hmm, too late.
They won't even remember
they were Librarians now.
- You can't do this! - But I have.
The only place the Library exists now
is in your memories.
And soon, those too shall begin to fade.
No. No, I will never forget!
Who's ashes are in that urn, Eve?
Judson-- uh, J...
- Jenkins. Jenkins! - One name,
and you could barely hold onto it.
how are you going to keep
the whole of this alive in your mind?
You have failed in every way imaginable.
Your stupidity, your arrogance.
Thank you for making them my greatest allies.
- ( bells chiming ) - ( gasps )
That's it, on your knees.
Know your place!
Do you like my dress, by the way?
I've been saving it for a special occasion.
It's for watching the world burn.
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( panting )
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