Oh, no. Not again.
How long was I out for this time?
Sky?
Kids, are you home?
I think I had another blackout and-- What in the--
What's going on?
Save your strength. I'm the one in control now.
Cornelius?
But don't worry, Alexander, you'll be eliminated soon enough.
Cornelius must have survived the void
and then latched on to Dad when he and I escaped.
That's how his spirit entered Dad's body.
So, Dad is possessed.
It was Cornelius doing all those rotten things, not him.
We've gotta get to the museum and stop Cornelius.
We're not losing your father again.
Hank, will you stay here to guard the Wing in our absence?
And I'll help.
I gotta admit, I kind of like this danger stuff.
Yep, and that's why we're friends.
I get the Cornelius possessing Dad bit,
but why would he want a bunch of clay tablets and an old chair?
Legend says that back in ancient Babylon,
there was a powerful king named Sargon the Elder.
He feared death and sought ways to cheat it.
So he commanded the court alchemist
to create a way for him to live beyond his years.
The alchemist built the throne as a way to extract one person's spirit
and allow it to be transplanted into the body of another.
So, Sargon abandoned his decaying body and took over a younger, healthier one.
Cornelius plans to use the throne to do the same thing with Dad.
What happened to this Sargon guy?
Well, without the fear of death, Sargon grew mad with power.
He started senseless wars.
The alchemist regretted his role in Sargon's tyranny.
He knew he could not let Sargon switch bodies ever again.
So, the alchemist, using his magical staff,
broke the cuneiform tablet which powered the throne.
And sent each of the pieces to the far corners of the earth,
ensuring no one could use the throne again.
Until Dad-- I mean, Cornelius stole all the pieces.
So, we just need to smash the tablet again. No problem.
Big problem. The tablet is enchanted. You can't just break it.
You need something capable of overcoming such strong magic.
Like the alchemist's staff. Where would we find such a thing?
Luckily for us, it's in the storage area of the Paxton Museum.
Wake up, my lapis minion, and grant me entry.
Alex? How did you get in here?
What are you doing? No!
What am I doing?
This doesn't concern you.
If this is all in my head...
you may have control over my body, but I still have some power over my mind.
Try as you may,
the physical world is now closed to you.
Soon your mental world will cease to exist as well.
You will be no more.
We'll see about that.
Why are you doing this?
Because if you want something in this life, you must seize it.
It is working!
Guards, protect me during the transfer process.
Destroy anyone that tries to interfere.
What is that?
Too much of a coward to fight me yourself, Cornelius?
Need guards to do your dirty work for you?
The throne provides protection wherever it's needed
to ensure the process is not interrupted.
What do you plan to do with me?
There is only room for one of us in this body.
Once you pass through Sargon's Gateway, you will cease to exist.
And I take over for good.
Is that Margie's motorcycle?
Door's unlocked. That's not good.
The storage area is down those stairs to the basement.
You've got your instructions. Here's my ID card for access.
We'll find the alchemist's staff or die trying.
Well, I mean, you really didn't need to add that last bit.
Great. More Vanderhouvens.
Caparaz?
- That's a good look for you. - What happened?
Your dad happened.
He used that scarab your mom stole to chew the wires and unlock the door.
I didn't steal the scarab.
That's how Cornelius did it.
He used Chompers to chew through the locks
in the places where he stole the cuneiform tablets.
And the cameras.
Which is why no one saw him.
What is up with your family?
My dad hasn't been himself lately.
There, you're free.
Now, please, I know it's a lot to ask, but we need your help stopping Alex.
You go ahead. I'll be right there.
Director Snitker, we have an emergency at the museum.
Oh, no.
He's already started.
Then come on. Let's stop him.
Wait!
It's not working.
Did you jiggle it? It might work better if you jiggle it.
Of course I jiggled it,
but I've never seen a key that looks like this.
How are we ever gonna get in there then?
Not so fast, vermin.
Now isn't the time for bug catching, Larry.
We need to get into that storage area.
That's exactly what we're gonna do.
Brilliant thinking.
Classic naval strategy. Use your enemy's weapons against them.
What is happening here?
We're about to battle supernatural, cursed guards
from ancient Babylon.
Things are about to get real.
Nope!
Useless.
Forget him.
We've got bigger things to worry about.
I don't get it. How are you alive?
I'm far too clever for death.
You survived the void.
For over 100 years, I endured,
plotting my escape, searching for a way out.
All I needed was a vessel.
I knew I felt something. As soon as I got back, I felt it.
Alex?
Are you okay?
No.
But none of this makes sense.
You couldn't have known about the Throne of Sargon.
I devised a thousand plans while in that prison. I had the time.
The Throne of Sargon was merely one of them.
But when I saw your wife was bringing it to the Paxton Museum,
I seized the opportunity.
You two go on ahead. I just need to look at something.
You're the cause of the blackouts.
I wasn't losing consciousness, I was losing control.
I couldn't take over for long periods of time at first,
because the Briar was suppressing me.
So I had to weaken it.
So, as it and you grew weaker, I grew stronger,
allowing me to take control for longer periods of time.
Once I discovered the locations of the tablets,
I used the scarab to activate the artifacts.
That would steer me towards
the locations I needed to be.
Jaipur, India.
Istanbul is the perfect place to rent our boat.
Or send everyone else away,
so I had time to obtain a tablet myself.
Although sometimes it required...
- shall we say, additional theatrics. - To follow your voice.
Who are you? What have you done with my friends?
But your tenacious family kept getting in my way.
So I had to turn to
- desperate measures to stop them. - ...facty-fact chart have to say about that?
Russ? I feel weird.
Even your pilot friend almost derailed me
when she found my hiding place in her aircraft.
Alex? You in here? Alex?
Hiya, Margie. How you doing?
At last, I was able to gather enough power to trap you in here long enough
and finalize this exhausting journey.
I must say, it has been quite difficult to put all the pieces together
but fortunately, I love puzzles.
Are you finished?
Yes. And now it's your turn.
Crisscross!
Nice. How'd you know they could break apart like that?
I didn't, but good to know.
Leave my friends alone.
Margie, just in the nick of time.
Yeah, almost didn't make it. Alex stole Lil Rufus.
Good thing it has a tracker on it.
Now, where is he? I need to have some words with him.
He's right there, but he's not himself right now. He's possessed.
That explains a few things.
Oh, no. Get ready for round two.
No.
I told my family I would never leave them again.
You shouldn't make promises you can't keep.
Don't let him get away, you fools!
This is still my mind, and I'm not giving it up that easily.
Game on, Alexander. Game on.
You are not the only one who can manipulate this place to his will.
We may be in your mind,
but I built the Restricted Wing.
I'm in charge down here.
You will not beat me. I have something stronger on my side than you do.
And what, pray tell, is that?
People to fight for.
And every second you fight me, the more danger you put your family in.
What?
You didn't know? How delightful.
Well, let me give you a glimpse.
Call them off.
They only stop when you do.
Fine. You win. Just promise my family won't be hurt.
There it is! Come, I need a boost.
That the magic stick?
I believe so.
Let's get this upstairs and halt the transfer.
Larry!
I'm not afraid of you.
You think just because you have a spear and you're made of sand
that you can boss us little guys around, huh?
Well, think again.
Mate?
Parkour!
Nice moves, pal.
Yeah, it is quite satisfying when hard work pays off.
And I stuck the landing.
Quick, let's get this upstairs.
Oh, come on. Every time I knock one of these things down, it just pops back up.
I know. We just need to keep at it a little longer.
Don't you care about the people you hurt
while amassing your collection of artifacts?
Why should I? I wanted their things, and now they are dead.
Not in my mind they aren't, and they are not happy.
I'll take it from here.
Time to end the curse of Cornelius once and for all.
That's Cornelius. He's leaving Dad!
If I go, you go.
Neither of us will get this body.
Cornelius's spirit is out!
Pull me up or I will take you with me!
Oh, no! He's got Dad too.
Look who has the staff!
Fantastic. Bring it here.
Curses!
Dad, is that you?
Turkish delight, am I right?
Yeah, that's Dad.
Georgia, how long have you been there?
It's true. All the legends about this throne are true.
I suppose you'll wanna contact the authorities.
And you'll probably want this back.
It might be best if we deal with this internally.
I don't think anyone else would believe me.
That must have been so cool, twisting the house around like a pretzel.
Not gonna lie, it was pretty cool.
So, now that Cornelius is finally gone...
Hopefully for good this time.
We're still gonna go on trips, returning artifacts, right?
Of course. We've got a family legacy to rewrite.
Will you be able to take friends?
We can if I've got anything to say about it.
So, when do you want to fly out to return that bracelet?
That's tomorrow's problem. Now I just want a normal family meal.
Normal's overrated.
You guys gonna come on this one?
No. We have much to clean up downstairs.
And I'm happy to say the Briar's growing back nicely.
All thanks to Hank. The guy's got a real green thumb on him.
You'd all better hide.
Come on, Mom, aren't we a little old for this?
You'll never find us this time.
Now we know all the best hiding places.
Let's go find our family... together.