"STEVE:" "Previously on Warehouse 13..." "There's a bomb in Sykes's wheelchair!" "How did you know about that?" "You came into my house and stole from me." "And I will respond in kind." "CLAUDIA:" "Someone from Artie's past has been breaking into the Warehouse and sending out artifacts." "STEVE:" "Basically undoing his life's work as a Warehouse agent." "But nothing's showing up on the security feeds." "Which would explain why I've been having the mega-vibes." "But not why Artie's been keeping us out of the loop." "STEVE:" "Or what black diamonds mean." "He's probably just trying to protect us." "Yes, but from who?" "(SIGHS)" "None of you are reacting." "Unhand me, human." "Zz!" "Agh!" "Here, look." "I used to be five-seven." "Now I'm five-ten and a half." "I did not make this up." "Ah, trust me, we've heard stranger." "Please be careful." "We're always careful." "Says here, uh, Mr. Byck, that you updated your online dating profile on Tuesday?" "Yes." "Women consistently prefer taller men." "Which they should." "Taller men on average are more successful, and they make more money." "Yeah, well, Tom Cruise is five-seven, but you stick with that." "Also, chicks love robots." "But that was before it got painful?" "When this started, I didn't care how or why." "I..." "I was thrilled." "But I've enough things wrong with me." "I don't need all my joints to ache too." "Asthma, heartburn, restless leg, wellness anxiety." "Hey, these are all alphabetical." "I cracked the code." "Would you please!" "Jeez." "Mr. Byck, what's "Wellness Anxiety"?" "Hypochondria." "I might have that too." "No!" "No!" "Well, it's hard to believe Commander Data over there hasn't found his soul mate." "You think Artie just sent us on a wild goose chase to get us out of the Warehouse?" "Whatever he's keeping secret from us," "Steve and Claudia'll find out and they'll let us know." "Mm." "MYKA:" "Pete?" "Look." "He's..." "He's taller than the stove hood now." "It's not a wild goose chase after all." "Hey, Leena." "Barry Byck has improved his dunk." "LEENA:" "So have two others." "I'm sending you over the info now." "A John Tufano, near you, and a Lisa Bernardo on the other side of town." "LISA:" "I suddenly realized I was taller." "I was trying out a new recipe for the potluck." "Moussaka!" "Yeah, maybe I should just..." "And all of a sudden I could reach the pots hanging above the range that I couldn't reach before." "(FARNSWORTH RINGS)" "LEENA:" "Guys, we got another one." "Pete, this is spreading fast." "LISA:" "Ah!" "Oh!" "Ow!" "Ah!" "What's happening to me?" "(LISA MOANING)" "Artie?" "So far there's been four cases." "There's no telling how widespread this thing could get." "Yeah." "They start out with just getting taller but pretty quickly it escalates to really painful." "Gotta figure eventually it's gonna be "now I'm dead."" "MYKA:" "There's no obvious connection between the victims so far." "Different parts of town, different jobs." "There's..." "There's one more person we have to contact." "Anthony..." "A lawyer named Anthony Seklir." "Seklir." "So go talk to Mr. Seklir." "Artie, what are you doing?" "I'm organizing my wire collection." "It's gotta be an artifact." "Adults don't have growth spurts." "No short jokes, no fat jokes, no age jokes." "Well, then I got nothin'." "So what about, um, Paul Bunyan's axe?" "Or..." "Or David's slingshot?" "Or how about a magical bag of beans?" "We got the axe, we got the slingshot." "The beans?" "Please." "That's just a fairy tale." "Well, it's good to know where we draw the line." "CLAUDIA:" "Someone call a handyman?" "What are you trying to do, kill me?" "What are you two doing here?" "You first." "Might it have something to do with your new bling?" "(SIGHS) Where did you..." "Where did you get that?" "We found it in the Dark Vault, where Alice's mirror used to be." "That's not unlike the box of them you found in that garage filled with artifacts, is it?" "Now, you said you were gonna tell everyone about that, Artie." "I did not." "I said I would handle it." "And I said there was a protocol to these things." "If I know my Warehouse backbone architecture and I think we can all agree that I do," "I'd say you were trying to fix the Artifact Removal Detection System, since obviously it's been on the fritz." "Someone's been getting in and out, and stealing artifacts." "And the burning question on every agent's mind is, why are you trying to hide it from us?" "Did it occur to you that part of my job is deciding what is and what is not part of your job?" "And the reason I'm not telling you something may just be because I am protecting you?" "Yes, that did occur to us." "Mm." "We also considered crankiness, senility, and "Artie's just sugar crashing."" "Did it mayhaps occur to you that we don't need protecting?" "I was ATF." "I raided heavily armed compounds for a living." "Not to mention that I've already died on this job." "Yeah." "And I was bodyjacked by Alice because of this." "Really?" "You're gonna compare that to dying?" "Focus." "Excellent suggestion." "Why don't you both focus?" "On something else!" "Artie." "If you don't tell us what we're up against, how are we supposed to defend ourselves?" "You're obviously dealing with something huge." "Stop trying to do it alone, and let us help." "I was already too tall." "Now I gotta buy all these new suits." "I mean, look at this." "Juries don't exactly trust a lawyer in capri pants." "Excuse me." "I gotta eat." "(SIGHS)" "I have a hearing at lunchtime." "Ooh." "What?" "Sorry." "It's just I haven't eaten yet, so that's kinda, ugh." "In this line of work, you grab it when you can." "Mykes, can we get Mexican?" "No." "What are those?" "Heartburn." "It's too much stress." "You know, Mr. Seklir, hot sauce is great for that." "Byck, our first victim, wasn't he was taking heartburn medication?" "What wasn't he taking?" "Although, Reduxid." "That does sound familiar." "Okay, we need to check on Barry Byck and confirm that's what he's taking." "Then find out if Tufano and Bernardo were taking it too." "Gil?" "We're getting some odd reports from docs prescribing Reduxid in South Bend, Indiana." "They say their patients are getting taller." "I wanna go check it out." "Just South Bend?" "You know that sounds crazy." "I know." "I know." "But sometimes you gotta follow up on crazy." "If it turns out to be true and we get sued, the less we know the better." "True, but on the flipside, this could lead to possible treatments for osteoporosis and growth hormone deficiency, cancer." "Plus, there's research that shows that men really want to be taller." "It's right up there with "better in bed" and "more hair."" "Go." "BARRY:" "Ah!" "Barry, can you get to the door?" "Myka, stand back." "(BARRY SCREAMING)" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Help me!" "Help!" "Oh." "Oh, God!" "PETE:" "So, all four came in in the last couple hours." "Doc's got 'em on morphine." "Says their..." "Their bodies are literally pulling themselves apart." "Gives them, I don't know, two days tops on the outside." "Well, I talked to Artie." "He's gonna look for something to slow the effect." "He'll send it to the hotel if he finds it." "Yeah, but what does a heartburn pill have to do with an artifact?" "I don't know." "Maybe it's some sort of chemical in the pill that interacts with the artifact when someone touches it?" "So we're looking for something that all four of these people touched in common." "Pete, look at this." "Byck and Tufano, both of them were prescribed Reduxid by the same gastroenterologist, a Dr. Selden." "Maybe the artifact is, I don't know, at his office." "Well, it's a place to start." "And maybe while we're there, he can give me something for my gas." "Well, Pete, he's a doctor, not a magician." "CARLA:" "Can I help you?" "Yes." "Agents Bering and Lattimer." "We would like to speak to a Dr. Selden, please." "Uh..." "Excuse me." "These people and I have been waiting." "Pete?" "Got it." "Good." "Sorry." "Federal agents." "Very important." "Badge?" "Gun?" "Chin?" "Okay, let's go." "Reduxid is in early market trials." "And only a handful of doctors are prescribing it, in a select few cities." "Did you treat all four of these patients?" "No." "Only Byck and Tufano." "I don't know the other two." "Can I help you?" "So this isn't the connection." "Uh..." "Maybe we need to check the pharmacy where they got the pills?" "Uh, no." "Byck and Tufano went to different drug stores." "Can I ask what you're looking for?" "And, uh, can I be a part of this?" "Hi." "Me again." "Right." "Uh, look, I know we had a little thing out there with the chin, but this is official business." "Deb Stanley, Moorpark Pharmaceutical." "We make Reduxid." "CARLA:" "Dr. Selden, Mr. Lieber is getting very impatient." "Mr. Lieber and his spastic colon." "Excuse me." "We would be very interested to know if our pill is making people taller." "It's not just making people taller." "There are four people currently in critical condition in the ICU." "I didn't know that." "Okay, if it is the pill, it can't just be the pill." "Right?" "I keep tabs of all the doctors that are participating in the trial, and whatever's going on, it's only happening here in South Bend." "So if the FDA wants to get involved..." "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "We're not the FDA, okay?" "We're the Secret Service." "Does the President have heartburn?" "Wouldn't you?" "Miss Stanley, we're not going after your company." "And we already know that this is only happening in South Bend." "So." "We're trying to help these people." "Good." "Me too." "Well, uh, then you can get us a list of all the patients who are taking Reduxid currently that live in the city." "Do you have a subpoena?" "I know, subpoena, it's..." "It's kind of a funny word, right?" "It just sounds like..." "Pete?" "It's okay." "I grew up with three brothers." "I..." "Penis, it sounds like penis." "Okay." "So, you guys are looking for some environmental factor." "Right?" "Some place that the affected patients have been or something that they've done in common." "Something like that." "Then we work together." "Oh..." "...kay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "So." "Patient info is all by code, for confidentiality." "Now, I don't have the name of the patients." "I only have the doctors' numbers." "But I can call them." "I can ask them to have the patients talk to us." "We still have to look into those four victims that we already know about." "Why don't we split up?" "You dig into the four we know and I'll go play doctor with Deb." "Brother Adrian?" "As in Brotherhood of the Black Diamond?" "How..." "How did you..." "Well, as soon as we found the diamonds, I did some surfing." "They're a secret society in France." "Yeah, well, secret society doesn't quite capture it." "One of the last offshoots of the Knights Templar." "So what's their beef with us?" "Not us." "Me." "Brother Adrian has a grudge against me personally." "So that's why he's been stealing artifacts that are meaningful to you." "The grudge, more info, please." "He's trying to force me to do something that I..." "I can't do." "What..." "What does he want?" "What that is, I can't tell you." "Suffice it to say, it would be bad." "And that's all you get." "I am maxed out on my sharing quota for the day." "Okay." "We'll wait outside." "We're just trying to help you here." "(SIGHS)" "I'm sorry." "Thank you. "I'm sorry" and "thank you" in the same sentence?" "Keep your eye out for four horsemen." "Turns out the Mayans were right." "How is this guy even getting in?" "I mean, there've been no security breaches, no break-ins, no unauthorized open doors." "Well, he's using an artifact, isn't he?" "One would assume." "So, do you have any idea how to find him?" "Uh, yeah." "I've got a number." "But I've tried tracing it, it's routed through all these anonymous handoffs, it's impossible." "(LAUGHS) Oh, Artie." "You are adorable." "This is why you ask for help." "The number, please." "Anyone you tell will be in grave danger!" "(CELL PHONE RINGS)" "Uh, Secret Service stuff." "Ah." "Hey, Mykes." "Anything?" "No." "There's no connection between any of the victims yet." "So, what about you?" "How goes it with the, uh, second ex-future Mrs. Lattimer?" "Not bad." "Not bad." "She's, uh, not half the hardass we made her out to be at first." "Hey, Mykes, uh, we just hit the last of the docs on the list." "And none of the other patients are getting any taller." "So it is limited to a small group." "Okay, you know what?" "I'm gonna go back to the hospital, and see if any of the victims can talk." "You stick with Deb." "Really?" "Yeah, I mean, there's still some connection involving Reduxid that we haven't figured out." "So, you know, work your boyish charm." "Investigate." "All right." "Well, twist my arm." "You tell the President I'll call him back when I'm good and ready." "Sorry." "Yeah." "So, Deb, I gotta tell ya, you were, uh, pretty good with the docs in there." "Wow, sound more surprised." "It is what I do." "No, I know, it's just, uh..." "You know, when we first met," "I..." "I don't know, I thought you were gonna be a little more..." "Hardass?" "I meant it in the best possible way." "As in, "Wow, hard ass."" "That's not exactly the compliment a girl's looking for." "You could bounce a quarter off of mine." "I do not want to know how you know that." "Anyway." "As it happens, I like doctors." "My dad was one." "He's gone now." "Oh, mine too." "Uh, dead." "Not a doctor." "Also, sorry." "So, why didn't you follow in his footsteps?" "Did you ever notice how most doctors already seem to know everything?" "What?" "You don't find that attractive?" "Oh!" "No, no, no." "You're hiding that very well." "Ah, see, there's that hardass thing again." "Point is, I prefer working in new drug development." "I like being in a field that's still discovering." "I mean, the world's full of surprises, right?" "(BANGING ON DOOR)" "What time is it?" "A little after 4:00." "MYKA:" "Pete!" "It's me." "(GASPS)" "MYKA:" "Pete!" "Hi." "Hi." "Hi." "Hi." "Oh!" "Dressed." "Yes, yes." "Pete, open the door!" "Oh, hey, Myka." "Yeah." "Hey." "I'm sleeping and, and what's..." "Okay, kind of." "Get dressed, okay?" "Leena picked up a 911 call from a new victim." "And Artie sent us this." "The Gold Spike that completed the Transcontinental Railroad." "It pulls things together." "He thinks it might slow the symptoms." "You slept with her, didn't you?" "Well, you..." "You told me to investigate, okay?" "So." "She's unarmed." "You know what?" "Just get dressed." "(SIGHS)" "Okay, just." "Oh!" "What?" "Okay, so this new victim is a Christian Scientist." "All right?" "Which means he doesn't have a doctor." "So, he never took the pill." "The pill has nothing to do with this." "Why are you such a slut?" "Oh, Myka." "Would you please just go?" "I'll be out in a minute." "I'm leaving." "Go!" "Fine." "Fine!" "Slut!" "Hi." "Hi." "Hi, Deb." "This..." "This was great." "Okay?" "I mean, this was..." "This was really great." "And I'm not..." "I'm not just saying it." "Okay?" "And I..." "I'm sorry that I have to run off, and all." "But I just don't want you to think that I'm, you know, that guy." "Pete." "Listen, I..." "I'm a big girl." "You know, occasionally, I'm that guy." "Oh." "Yeah." "That's..." "But you would've called me though, right?" "I mean..." "Anyway, good news, uh, there..." "There's no connection to your pill." "So the last guy who got taller, he didn't even take it." "So." "Okay, uh, wow." "Well, so, what do we do next?" "Oh, we?" "No, we..." "We don't..." "We don't do anything." "Your company's in the clear." "Look, listen, I gotta go." "Okay?" "Pete." "No!" "Look, hey, hey, hey." "I didn't just come here to cover my company's butt, you know?" "I wanna help." "Let me be a part of this." "I'm sorry." "Okay?" "I..." "You can't." "I'll call you though, okay?" "I'll call." "I did ask nicely." "(GROANING)" "Okay." "You distract the EMTs." "I'll use the spike." "Okay." "WOMAN ON RADIO:" "Unit 321, what's your status?" "EMT:" "We're on site now." "Hey, grab a..." "Hey!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Guys, guys, guys." "Okay." "Secret Service!" "Now I need you to move this vehicle!" "ASAP." "Copy that?" "Are you kidding me?" "Okay." "All right." "I'm gonna help you." "I need you to grab this." "Okay." "Okay." "All right, you're gonna be okay." "All right." "What's that?" "Go for Red Zebra 34?" "What?" "He changed his route?" "Agh!" "That guy's a pain in my..." "All right, dudes." "Well, as you were." "But don't worry." "I'll get you a signed picture." "Meanwhile, you really should be taking care of Batman." "Well, this should buy us a few hours, anyway." "Unless we figure out what's causing this, all of these people are gonna die." "Gil, hey." "It's, uh, it's not the Reduxid." "But I..." "I think I'm onto something bigger." "These Secret Service agents, they're part of some group that collects, I don't know, uh, objects with unusual properties." "Things that make people grow taller and suspend out of control tissue growth." "Who knows what other medical applications they've been sitting on?" "GIL:" "You're sure about this?" "DEB:" "Yeah." "I've seen it with my own eyes." "This could be huge for us." "I know." "But listen, this growing thing, it's really bad." "We've gotta figure out a way to help these people." "Of course." "Of course." "The company would only pursue any product if we could keep the adverse effects to a minimum." "That's just good business." "All right." "Keep digging, let me know what you find." "And Deb, good work." "Thanks." "My fiance?" "They brought him in, in an ambulance?" "Are you looking for Mr. Irving?" "Yeah." "He's upstairs." "I'll take you to him." "Hi, I'm Deb, I'm with a drug company that's trying to help." "Do you mind if I ask you a few questions about Karl?" "Sure." "That's the last one." "Give it a try." "Uh..." "It's good." "It's good." "It's bad." "Bad!" "Whoa!" "What's wrong?" "ARTIE:" "He got Harriet Tubman's Thimble." "Another bad thing?" "Yeah, yeah, it lets you change your appearance into anyone." "And..." "Artie, I don't speak mumble." "What?" "I've got a twenty on Brother Adrian's cell." "Old mansion outside of Sturgis, supposed to be empty." "All right, listen." "This place is condemned and dangerous, so be careful." "And remember." "We take away whatever artifact he's using to get into the Warehouse, we cut off his access." "What's this guy look like?" "Well, look at the place." "I mean, you see any other human being in there, it's probably him." "Alright." "Earbuds on." "You guys go around the back, I'll take the front." "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Please be careful." "Remember you're falling on your face for two now." "Oh, thanks for your concern." "Who are you calling?" "Hoping he didn't leave it on vibrate." "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "At least we know he's here." "Stop!" "Hold it!" "Artie!" "Second floor, just above the back hall!" "Damn it!" "We lost him." "Alright." "I'll come toward you, maybe we can trap him!" "He was carrying a wooden plank, maybe a yard long." "Oh, and old, with Roman lettering." "Gotta be at least artifact adjacent!" "This whole thing is giving me heartburn." "Pete, if it's not the pill, what if what they have in common is the symptom?" "I mean, heartburn is caused by lifestyle." "Stress, weight, eating habits." "Do you still have those patient reports from Deb?" "Yeah." "These guys?" "Yeah." "Okay, um..." "Right." "Look." "Each of these victims had a spike in their heartburn on the same night." "A couple of days later, they..." "They started to get taller." "So what did they do on the 16th?" "So, Barry organized all his receipts by date." "Color me shocked." "Here." "On the 16th, he took a..." "A cooking class, at a cooking school called Le Cordon Bend." "He probably did it to meet girls." "All right, well, here's their website." "Ah!" "And lookee there, the class was taught by victim number five, Karl Irving." ""Tastes of the Mediterranean."" "Didn't Lisa Bernardo say that she was trying a new recipe?" "Moussaka!" "They all took the same cooking class." "Listen to this. "Karl's specialty is exotic, spicy foods."" "That explains why some of them were taking the heartburn pill." ""And his passion is collecting authentic antique cooking tools from around the world," ""which he uses in his classes."" "Artifact jackpot!" "This place has been cleaned out." "But that doesn't make any sense." "Oh, no." "It..." "It does." "DEB:" "I heard about it from the fiancee." "Yeah, I cleaned the place out." "I sent everything over to RD for study." "Who knows?" "Radiation, chemical coating." "Maybe they can figure out a way to make this thing safe." "Thanks, Gil." "I have another stop to make." "I'll be in touch." "That wooden plank might be the Threshold of Limentinus." "ARTIE:" "The Roman god of thresholds, of course." "Tell me about the plank." "Well, when it's placed at the base of anything, it creates an opening." "That's how he's been breaking in." "Keep..." "(CREAKING)" "Yeah, you keep digging, I'll get back to you." "(TYPING)" "(LOUD KNOCKING AT DOOR)" "Hi." "Before you deny it, I know that Pete Lattimer lives here," "I know he's not strictly Secret Service, and I've got about a million questions about that." "May I come in?" "Yes." "Okay, thank you." "Yup." "Moorpark Pharmaceutical bought the whole school." "Shipped it to Research and Development in Minneapolis." "She used me." "Yes." "That's kind of hot." "(FARNSWORTH RINGING)" "Leena." "Hi, guys." "Uh, there's a Deb Stanley here, who says she knows you?" "And is asking all sorts of questions." "Isn't that interesting?" "Oh, my God." "This is, like, the worst one night stand ever." "Okay... (SIGHS) Look, Mykes, I get a really good vibe off of her." "And..." "And I..." "I think that..." "That Deb truly believes that what she's doing is right." "So, I'll just tell her that whatever she's found, she has to give back or else people are gonna die." "And..." "And I think she'll give it back." "And how are you going to deny what we do and admit that a cooking utensil has the power to kill?" "You are so smart." "Look." "We'll just..." "We'll bag it faster if we go to Minneapolis." "So, we'll split up, okay?" "I'll go get the artifact, and you go home and clean up your mess." "Or..." "Or maybe you could talk to Deb?" "Yeah, no, never mind." "PETE:" "Please don't still be there." "Please don't still be there." "Please!" "Um." "The Secret Service doesn't house their agents in quaint little bbs." "Who are you?" "Wait." "How did you even find me here?" "I pulled some strings." "I got your travel records." "Okay, a little stalkery." "Look, I know I rocked your world, but you can't just follow me home!" "Oh!" "Yeah." "That's why I'm here." "You're gonna have to put a ring on it." "Really?" "No!" "What?" "Look." "I found out that you guys were around a couple of years ago, when a wrestling team got buff, quick." "Yeah." "Another time, there were rumors some old ladies got miraculously younger." "Things like this, they pop up on the radar when you're in the business of finding new drugs." "But every time I dug further, the stories got buried." "And I think..." "I think that you guys are the ones who buried them." "Look, Deb." "For your own safety, get out of here now." "I work for some people that don't like strangers asking questions." "Are they gonna put a bullet in my head?" "Maybe." "Pete, I've seen this movie before." "Other people know I'm here!" "Look." "My boss is already on his way." "Oh, man!" "Why am I so irresistible?" "I know, Senator." "I thought it was a myth too, but I have it from a very trusted source." "I'm on my way to the airport now." "If this collection of objects does exist, the government has no right to suppress it." "I mean, just think of the lost opportunity to help people and the lost revenue." "Thank you." "You and your fundraising committee won't regret it." "All right." "See you there." "Artie!" "Where've you been?" "Yeah." "Uh." "Well, you know, I searched the whole cellar and nothing." "Steve, the Thimble!" "It's not Artie, it's him!" "No!" "No!" "He didn't have the plank with him." "Well, maybe he stored it down here and he used that Thimble in case we saw him." "(ELECTRONIC BEEP) Artie, can you read us?" "We're in the cellar." "No." "No." "It's..." "It's choppy." "What were those shots?" "Are you all right?" "We think that Brother Adrian may have stashed the plank down here." "But now he might be heading your way." "STEVE:" "He made himself look like you." "Do you have it in you to shoot yourself, Agent Nielsen?" "Wouldn't be the first time." "Finally, a little truth." "Pete." "I have been trying to make sense of these stories for years." "Don't shut me out now." "Okay, look." "Whatever you think you're onto or whatever you think you saw, you're wrong." "Okay?" "Urban legends." "Modern folklore." "Just go away." "Agent Lattimer?" "May I have a word?" "(GROANS)" "A Senator who had no idea about the Warehouse yesterday is today calling the White House and asking about it." "Oh, God." "Mr. Kosan, I'm so sorry." "Ms. Stanley works for a company that has a great deal of influence." "They are pressuring the Senator to grant them access to our facility." "Well, can they do that?" "Can't Mrs. Frederic just make it go away?" "Mrs. Frederic is on her way to Washington now, but there are no guarantees." "The Warehouse has always had a delicate relationship with the government that hosts it." "(LAUGHS) All right." "Well, don't the Regents have a plan for this sort of thing?" "We do." "It's very messy, and borders on treason." "Yeah." "Maybe you don't wanna go there just yet." "There is an alternative, but it relies on you." "Me?" "Haven't I done enough?" "What do your vibes tell you?" "That I'm in a heap of trouble." "Not about you." "About her." "Of course." "Just think about it." "Yeah, yeah." "She's..." "She's okay." "She's a good egg." "Is she smart?" "Yeah." "She's very smart." "She's almost Myka smart." "Hmm." "Then perhaps we need to consider another option." "I can't believe I'm saying this, but welcome to Warehouse 13." "Artie does that a lot better." "(MAN SCREAMING)" "Try to breathe." "I'm calling 911." "(SCREAMING CONTINUES)" "Okay." "I..." "I'm getting help, so just hang on." "Uh." "Everything's gonna be fine." "Trust me, okay?" "I'm the only one that can help him." "Just tell me what he touched." "Uh..." "Everything but the chicken." "(SCREAMING CONTINUES)" "DEB:" "How big is this place?" "I have no idea." "I have worked here for three years, and I have yet to see a wall." "So..." "How long has it been here?" "Uh..." "I don't know." "About 100 years." "But..." "But Warehouses like it have..." "Have existed for way longer." "I mean, like, since, like, Alexander the Great." "It's incredible." "The things in here." "I mean, you can..." "We..." "We could extend life." "We could cure disease." "You could end hunger and misery." "Uh, yeah." "The thing is, Deb, what you're looking at, all of this stuff, I mean, it's thousands of years of people doing the smartest thing they could do." "And that's locking it all away." "Because it all has a downside and it's usually pretty nasty." "Everything has a downside." "Come on!" "Fire has a downside." "We just had to learn how to control it." "Yeah, but this can't be controlled." "I mean, it's not science." "Science isn't science until it is!" "Isaac Newton believed in the occult." "Albert Einstein refused to accept quantum mechanics." "We still don't even know what all of our DNA does." "Why is everyone so convinced that the age of great discovery is over?" "Okay. (LAUGHS) This sounds like more than a drug exec talking." "Why is this so important to you?" "My dad had Parkinson's." "He was a brilliant man and his body betrayed him." "In the end he couldn't walk, he couldn't speak." "What if you've got something in here that could help others like him, before it's too late for them?" "Okay, come on." "I wanna show you something." "This artifact could've cured your dad." "But to use it, you have to give the disease to someone else." "This raincoat." "It..." "It boosts your immunity to the point that nothing can hurt you, but it turns you into a serial killer." "Okay." "So, we..." "We don't use those." "It's not that simple, Deb." "Okay?" "There are things here that..." "That could wipe out a country." "Or start a famine." "I mean, how do we tell the world about some of it and keep the rest a secret?" "I know your heart's in the right place, but what about your boss?" "I mean, will he always do the right thing?" "I mean, isn't his job to think about money first?" "What if..." "What if he has friends that..." "That build weapons or wanna control governments for "all the right reasons"?" "Will those guys always do the right thing?" "Can you promise me that?" "Can you take that risk?" "He touched a lot of it." "(MAN SCREAMING)" "We..." "We don't have time for this!" "Okay, just..." "Just narrow it down for me!" "Where was he standing last?" "Uh..." "He was standing at that batch!" "(SCREAMING CONTINUES)" ""Rodos." Rhodes!" "People..." "People growing!" "The..." "The Colossus!" "He scraped the inside of that bowl for a surface sample." "That must have sped up the effect." "Just..." "Just cover your eyes." "What the hell was that?" "It was nothing." "Nothing at all." "Just, um, you know, tell..." "Tell your friend to drink a lot of water." "Tell me, exactly, what the evil is that will be released." "And maybe I can stop it." "We're gonna find the Threshold, you know." "You've gotten into the Warehouse for the last time." "I have other artifacts." "And I'll keep using them until you restore the day you erased with the Astrolabe." "You might wanna rethink that." "If I restore the other timeline, you'd be dead." "Well, then..." "That's the natural order of things." "I've dedicated myself to eradicating evil and if sacrificing my life is what it takes, I'm willing to do that." "There." "Artie, we found the Threshold." "Gonna take us a minute to get to it." "Oh!" "Careful!" "Got it." "You've spent your life containing evil." "You know that I'm right about this." "I can see that you're afraid of it." "Don't talk to me about my life." "You know nothing about me." "I know everything about you!" "And I'm going to keep dismantling your life until you comply." "Erasing every good deed you ever did, isolating you from everyone you've ever cared about!" "Everyone I care about." "Everyone I care about!" "(ELECTRONIC BEEP) Claudia!" "Steve!" "Stop!" "It's a trap!" "Don't move!" "Can you hear me?" "Claudia!" "ARTIE:" "Claudia!" "Steve!" "Breathe, Obi-wan." "We heard you." "We found a tripwire, so we tripped it." "On purpose." "Thanks for the heads up, Artie." "Yeah." "I..." "I..." "I was afraid that you were buried alive again." "What?" "Uh." "What?" "Again?" "Why do you only listen to me when I don't want you to?" "(SIGHS)" "(SIGHS) Good." "Thanks again for coming, Senator." "This had better be worth it, Gil." "I'm missing two important votes on the floor." "Oh, trust me, Don, you'll be glad I showed you this." "My associate assures me it's a phenomenon." "This way, gentlemen." "Welcome to storage space six." "This?" "This is the secret government stash that's gonna blow the lid off Washington?" "If I were you, Gil, I'd, uh, fire my associate and find someone who's not gonna waste my time, and make you look like an idiot!" "(SIGHS)" "PETE:" "So, Myka says the artifact was a marble bowl." "Looks like it was carved from the ruins of the Colossus of Rhodes." "She also talked to the people at the hospital." "I guess everybody there is okay." "Good." "Maybe one of them is hiring, 'cause I'm pretty sure I just got myself fired." "Yeah, sorry about that." "So, what made you change your mind?" "I mean, I..." "Did I charm you again?" "Or..." "I saw the Rod of Asclepius down there." "That's the original, huh?" "Oh, yeah. (LAUGHS)" "That baby almost took off my hand one time." "It's an interesting story." "We were in Egypt." "The Hippocratic Oath, you know, that's my dad's oath." ""First, do no harm." So, I think probably the best "no harm"" "I can do is to help keep this place secret." "ADWIN:" "Ms. Stanley." "Agent Lattimer, would you excuse us?" "Oh, uh..." "Yeah." "Are..." "Are you..." "Are you gonna erase her memory?" "If you don't remember me, when you hear, "hey, hey, hey..." Agent." "Yes." "(CLEARS THROAT)" "Thank you for your assistance today." "After I caused the whole problem." "We'll call it a learning curve." "You don't strike me as government issue." "What is your part in all of this?" "I'm a member of what you might call a civilian oversight board." "We're known as the Regents." "You're the ones who decided to let me in on this today." "We rely heavily on the input of our agents." "Hmm." "Pete's a really good guy, you know." "You should hang onto him." "We intend to." "When someone tries as hard as you did to find the Warehouse and then shows considerable wisdom in their actions," "perhaps they are meant to be a part of what we do." "Sometimes, that's how we find new Regents." "Might that interest you?" "Yes." "Yeah, mmm-hmm." "Well." "You know, uh..." "It might, you know." "Good." "Then we'll continue our discussions and time will tell." "Put that down." "PETE:" "Oh!" "(GLASS SHATTERING)" "(LAUGHS)" "You were great." "All right." "So." "The Big Bad Brother's on the run, it's time to apply pressure, right." "Right." "Now, he can't get into the Warehouse anymore, but he's still gonna come after..." "Hold it, hold it." "Hold it!" "You were right, I was handling too much by myself." "And I did need your help." "So, thanks." "That's why we're here." "And here comes the..." "But, there is still a part of this I can't tell you." "Because even knowing about it would put people in danger." "So this is where your involvement ends." "You are done." "Understood?" "But, Artie..." "Okay." "We're not done, are we?" "Not by a mile." "(KNOCKING AT DOOR)" "I presumed you'd rather we speak alone." "You presumed right." "Did you find the knife?" "I have a few leads." "There's something we need to discuss first, something that's been on my mind." "What would that be?" "When you pled on my behalf to the Regents," "I understand you spoke with great certainty that I would lay down my life for the Warehouse." "Yes, well." "I'm a good judge of character." "Yes, you are." "But are you also a good judge of wheelchairs?" "You quite suddenly knew that Mr. Sykes had brought a bomb with him and precisely where it was hidden." "(SCOFFS) Do you know how long I've been doing this job?" "I had an instinct." "Artie, if there's one subject I'm rather a world-class expert on, it's time travel." "Bit of an unhealthy obsession once, really." "And the more I've thought about it, the more I'm convinced it's the only explanation for your behavior." "No..." "No..." "No." "No, it's not." "You knew things the rest of us couldn't, because you'd been ahead in time and come back again." "You can't tell anyone." "I already have." "Oh, my God, what have you done?" "I've shared my suspicions with Mrs. Frederic." "Artie, I don't know why you've been keeping this a secret, but I believe you used Magellan's Astrolabe." "BROTHER ADRIAN:" "Anyone you tell will be in grave danger."