"Previously on Warehouse 13..." "Mrs. Frederic has a connection to the Warehouse that even I don't fully understand." "This is Benedict Valda." "He's one of the Regents." "Paris, 1892." "That's where I'd arranged for my daughter, Christina, to spend the summer with cousins." "The men who came to rob my cousins' home were expecting an empty house." "I imagine losing a child is the worst pain a person can go through." "Your breakfast is served, milady." "A banana?" "That's what you made me for breakfast?" "Well, it's actually half a banana, 'cause I could only find one in the kitchen, so we are going to split it." "You know, if we were back at my place," "I would have made you chilaquiles for breakfast..." "In bed." "Oh, mi Amor." "You know how I love your chilaquiles." "And your bed." "Maybe..." "Maybe it could be our bed." "Well, you know, Artie's really strict about certain things." "You know, he likes to have all his Agents living under one roof, you know, just in case-- there's an irs emergency?" "Exactly." "You get it." "Sure." "I gotta get back to work anyway." "Okay." "Mmm!" "Oh, no, you di'n't!" "Hey, get back here!" "Don't." "Hah." "Hey." "So what do you think?" "About you moving in with Kelly?" "Well, yeah." "I mean, is it even kosher, you know, Warehouse-wise?" "Right." "I forgot who I was asking." "What is that supposed to mean?" "She's a tech nerd, she's 150, and you're..." "Myka." "Not exactly relationship success stories." "Hey, I just got out of a serious relationship." "You didn't "get out."" "He had to change his identity and move to a different state." "By order of the Justice Department!" "Point taken." "I know a thing or two about the opposite sex." "Many of my lovers were men." "We're gonna follow up on that at a later date, but, for now, can we bring the focus back round to moi?" "Okay, Pete, you just have to ask yourself one question." "I know. "Do I enjoy being yelled at in espanol?"" "Do you love her?" "Yeah." "I-I think so." "I don't know." "Okay, you're out to restaurant and you order dessert." "The waitress cuts it in half, one side is a little bit bigger than the other." "Which half do you give her?" "The bigger half, of course, 'cause otherwise-- dude, you're screwed." "You love her." "What?" "No!" "Shut-- you're in love." "Oh." "Hi, Mrs. F. Yeah." "Well, apparently, based on a dessert, I guess." "I don't know." "Me and the ladies were just, uh..." "Uh, me and the ladies were just you know, talking about a personal thing that I have." "Not that you would ever, pfft, you know." "So, if it's cool, I'd just like to keep, you know, my personal stuff..." "Personal." "Nothing personal, I mean, you know, to you." "But, uh..." "Can I go now?" "One, Agent Lattimer." "One what?" "Uh, "singular sensation"?" ""Is the loneliest number"?" "You are allowed to reveal the true nature of our work to one person." "So the question is not whether you should live with Dr. Hernandez, but, rather, is she your one?" "Man, it is good to be out of that desert and back amongst the living, huh?" "You know what?" "I might start a harem." "How many girls are there in a harem?" "Uh..." "Three." "Hold up, I finally got a signal." "Dude, no phone calls." "Chill out, I'm just texting a pic back to my sister." "Yeah, well, no one's supposed to know that we're here." "She's eight." "Who's she gonna tell?" "John, you know the deal." "Don't screw this up for us just before we" "You okay, bro?" "Yeah, just..." "Suddenly got real thirsty." "You look kinda weird, man." "Terry?" "Dude, what's wrong?" "Dry!" "Dry!" "Somebody help us!" "Oh, my God." "Rod?" "We have to do something!" "Mrs. F., oh, my God." "Are you okay?" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Hey ,guys!" "I need help in here!" "Mooht pooh khesfet." "Mooht pooh khesfet." "Mrs. Frederic?" "What happened?" "One minute we were just talking and then-- mooht pooh khesfet." "Mooht pooh khesfet." "Mooht pooh khesfet." "Mooht pooh khesfet." "âª Warehouse 13 2x11 âª Buried Original Air Date on September 14, 2010" "I do not speak gibberish, Agent Lattimer." "Okay, well, not so much gibberish as..." "Creepy spooky blah blah." "No, she's right." "It wasn't gibberish." "It was one phrase that you repeated over and over." "Mooht pooh khesfet." "It sounds middle eastern in origin, maybe Aramaic or an old form of Hebrew." "It's demotic, the tongue of ancient Egypt." "Dead languages are a hobby." "So what does it mean?" "Well, I'm not sure." "It's been a while." "According to the translation program I get..." ""The penalty is death."" "What?" "What'd you set it on, "extra scary"?" "To the best of my knowledge, I do not speak demotic, so what artifacts do we have from Egypt?" "Already on it." "Maybe it was dementia..." "That caused me to say that." "We'll just keep going through the manifest till we find the artifact" "Holy synchronicity, Batman." "We just got a ping from Egypt." "What is it?" "Nothing good." "Thanks so much for talking to us about your son, Mrs. Tilson." "We're very sorry to have to ask you these questions." "We know how difficult this must be." "So the body they found, they're sure then that it was my John?" "I'm afraid so, ma'am." "See, this doesn't make any sense." "John couldn't have been in Egypt." "John and his friends, they were working at an archaeological dig in Peru." "Peru?" "Yes." "He e-mailed me from there last week." "That's why this is insane." "So he didn't say anything about going to Egypt?" "No." "Oh, God." "I should call Terry and Rod's parents." "Maybe they..." "What happened to our children?" "Ma'am, we promise you, we'll find out." "Hello." "You're John's little sister, aren't you?" "That's a very lovely photo, isn't it?" "They look very happy." "May I?" "Oh, he's very handsome, isn't he?" "And who is that lovely little girl standing next to him?" "Gabrielle, but everyone calls me Gabby." "Hello, Gabby." "Pleased to meet you." "My name's Helena." "I've got a little girl, you know, about your age." "Does she talk like you do?" "She does." "May I have a look at your computer, please?" "That's your brother there, isn't it?" "Myka." "John's little sister had the picture, but she didn't know where he was." "Why he suddenly left an archeological dig in Peru to go to Egypt is still a mystery." "He sent her this photo." "It can't be, can it?" "Don't make me ask." "That would explain a great deal." "Claudia, that image, print it out right now." "Return with your team immediately." "Okay, but what do I tell-- we have to confirm this." "I'm this close to asking." "The ancient archives." "Go." "Yeah, bring the print." "I hate myself for doing this." "What are the ancient archives?" "Photo?" "Artie, what does it mean?" "The hieroglyphics in this photo match the markings right here, and it translate as "an oasis between sand and Sea."" "What does that mean?" "It means that someone has found the lost Warehouse." "Someone's found Warehouse 2?" "How do you lose a Warehouse?" "It was always believed to be somewhere near Alexandria." "Back when the Romans were conquering Egypt in 30 B.C.-- 33 00:10:43,376 -- 00:10:45,845 31." "They had-- they had very little time to shut down Warehouse 2 and transfer the artifacts, so the Agents of the time buried it." "Over time, it was lost to the ages." "I don't buy that our three young Indiana Joneses just stumbled into it for a school project." "Neither do I. It is rather unlikely." "I think they must have broken the seal on the door, and that activated..." "A defense mechanism..." "And that's what caused them later them to desiccate." "Which is when Warehouse 2 woke up." "Woke up?" "You guys talk about it like it's alive." "Surely you know by now, Agent Lattimer, the Warehouse is more organic than your average structure." "Warehouse 2 is back online." "So it would appear." "I still don't understand why it's affecting you." "When Warehouse 2 woke up, it began to look for its caretaker, but its caretaker had been dead for 2,000 years, so it found the caretaker to the current Warehouse." "And that's you?" "You're the caretaker?" "Yes." "Each Warehouse has a unique bond with the caretaker, and now that bond is being shared between two Warehouses." "That was never supposed to happen." "Two networks, one server." "My mind cannot take the level of data being, as Ms. Donovan would put it, downloaded." "Eventually, it will overload." "And by overload, you mean..." "There is another difficulty." "As Warehouse 2 continues to eclipse my bond," "Warehouse 13 will begin to..." "To die." "So we need to find Warehouse 2 and shut it down." "I'll call the Regents." "They will send an expert to meet you in Egypt, who will help you with Warehouse 2." "All right, don't worry, Mrs. F." "We got this." "Agent Lattimer, this is unlike anything you've ever faced." "So..." "Like always then." "They said he'd be wearing a Panama hat." "That guy's got "Regent" written all over him." "That or "mug me," one of the two." "That would be a mistake." "The man who tried to pick my pocket would soon wish he hadn't." "Mr. Valda, you're the expert on Warehouse 2?" "I am." "And if Agent Lattimer here can refrain from trying to kill me, we may even survive this." "How did anyone ever find this desolate place?" "Somehow those kids did." "Looks like they planned on coming back here." "Well, they didn't plan on dying." "John's sister, Gabby." "Your Christina was about the same age." "Yes, she was." "Where on earth did they get this?" "Maybe they thought they were going to get rich." "Instead, they got a deadly faceful of hematite and natron." "Basically, they were mummified alive." "But that's nothing compared to the challenges that await us within." "In Warehouse 2 mythology, one phrase shows up over and over:" ""Mind, body, soul."" "So what is that, a code?" "When the security system was activated, several traps came into play to ward off intruders." "Only fully trained Agents of the time knew their secrets and how to navigate them safely." "So how does "mind, body, soul" help us?" "That is for us to discover together." "Once at the center, we shut it down with this:" "One of the only things to survive the burial of Warehouse 2." "Then once more into the breach, dear friends." "I'll be right there." "I gotta make a call." "What?" "I checked." "This is what fashionable british archaeologists are wearing nowadays." "No, it's what American filmmakers think fashionable british archaeologists are wearing nowadays." "Oh, really?" "Well, it is ever so comfy." "Hi, this Dr. Hernandez." "Please leave me a message." "Hey, Kelly." "Hey, it's, um..." "It's me, Pete." "I'm sorry to call so late there, but I'm about to go into a..." "Meeting, and--and, uh..." "You know, it's going to be a tough meeting." "You know, lots of..." "Bad meeting stuff, you know?" "So just, uh..." "Just-just in case, uh, that" "I wanted to say that..." "I've been thinking about you and I living together, and, um..." "And I think that" "Automated voice:" "Your time is up." "Good-bye." "That's what I'm afraid of." "All right." "Oh, my God, this looks like some kind of torture device." "It's a neural assessor." "It will monitor my brain waves and track the degree to which I'll being affected." "Yeah, her wave discharges have dropped considerably, and that indicates an increase in the effect of the focal epileptiform activity, and that means that-- we've got until this moon thingy scooches over to this doodad?" "Yeah, when the moon eclipses, that'll mean her brain has reached its capa-- just keep an eye on the readout, let me know if there are any changes." "Artie, changes!" "Changes!" "Male voice:" "Mooht pooh khesfet." "Artie, we're at the entrance." "Valda's deactivating the booby trap on the hatch." "I've neutralized the hematite." "The kids never made it past the entrance." "That's it." "Warehouse 2 sensed an intruder." "It's having an effect on Mrs. Frederic." "Valda says we're good to go." "We're heading in." "Okay, go in, but be careful and hurry." "Mrs. Frederic doesn't have much time." "This totally blows the King Tut exhibit away." "What are we looking at?" "I'm not sure." "That's not good." "And you were right." "Help me pry this open!" "Nope." "It's not gonna be that easy." "Okay, uh, "mind, body, soul."" "What if it's three clues, instead of one?" "Three different traps, each one its own security device that needs to be deactivated." "Right, and this-- this is the first one:" "Mind." "Yeah, as in, "I mind if this place flattens us like pancakes."" "Okay, what if we used one of these posts to brace the ceiling?" "No, no, Myka, Myka, Myka!" "Wait!" "Pancakes!" "Do you ever think about anything other than-- no." "This is like a game I used to play at the pancake palace!" "This is the only hole without a post, right?" "A game of wits, a test of the mind." "A kid's puzzle." "Pete, how does it work?" "Okay, uh, we have to jump each post like checkers, but in a certain pattern till there's only one post left." "No, if this is wrong" "I won free banana walnut pancakes every Sunday for a year." "They had to discontinue the contest." "Myka, get the post I just jumped." "Okay." "He knows his pancakes." "Okay." "Okay." "Valda." "We gotta take these out in order before the ceiling hits them." "Oh!" "Okay." "Okay." "Okay, come on." "I'm just chasing down this money trail-- moot-kher-tou." "Moot-kher-tou." "Claudia, can you find out what that means?" "Moot-kher-tou." "Artie." "She's saying, "one must die."" "Moot-kher-tou." "Pete!" "Unh!" "Ooh, ooh, God!" "Ahh!" "Okay, last one." "Come on!" "God!" "God!" "Pete, hurry!" "It's getting faster!" "Hurry!" "Pete?" "Nicely done." "Bravo." "That's right, dig it." "Who solved the test of the mind?" "Pete did!" "Wocka!" "Only because you order off the children's menu." "Somebody's buying me pancakes for a year!" "Perhaps we're going to get through this mission after all." "Wow." "This couldn't get any worse." "Thanks for that." "Okay, there has to be some way to shut this off." "Well, maybe, uh..." "Maybe these hieroglyphs are some kind of instructions." "Um, let's see..." "Charlie Brown t-shirt, uh, hairy eyeball, foot." "It's tahtib, "the art of the way."" "Isn't that the ancient egyptian martial art?" "Wah!" "Like karate?" "This is the body puzzle." "So maybe this is "the way."" "Foom!" "Hoo!" "Hyah!" "Hee!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Yii!" "Ahh." "Okay, okay!" "That is definitely not "the way"!" "That is impossible!" "Artie." "Vanessa." "Oh, I am so glad that you're here." "Well, glad is hardly the word under the circumstances." "Oh, I know, I know." "It's good to see you, too." "I mean, it's not good to see you, but we're gonna get through this." "Ahem." "Oh, yes." "Claudia, this is Dr. Calder." "Dr. Cal-- oh, Vanessa." "Oh." "Well, I've heard a lot about you." "A lot." "Nice." "Can we focus, please, on more important things?" "Yes, of course." "We'll talk later." "Will hell be freezing over?" "Vanessa?" "Oh." "There you go." "Maybe we should try and rise above the situation." "I think I know the way." "I like her "the way" better." "Grappler, don't leave home without it." ""One must die."" "Shall we?" "Okay." "The water bearer holds the key." "What does that mean?" "Just take this." "Remember what I said." "Wait a minute." "What, aren't you coming?" "I'm right behind you." "Go!" "Go on, hurry!" "All right, all right, all right." "Quickly, Pete!" "Valda!" "Hold on!" "I can make it back there!" "No!" "If you come back, we both die!" "Moot-kher-tou." ""One must die."" "This is as it must be." "Now go!" "We're not just gonna leave you here!" "I won't give you the choice." "No!" "Why didn't he let us help him?" "I don't know." "He read something on the wall back there." "It looked like it scared him." "Can we even do this without him?" "We have to." "Look, we should tell Artie." "Let me call him." "It's not working!" "Well, maybe we're too far underground." "It would seem we go this way next." "We have to keep going, Pete." "Yeah." "Okay." "Dr. Calder." "Good." "You know why I'm here?" "I do." "Artie?" "Your neural functions are dropping." "Are you in pain?" "Yes." "Okay, come here." "Claudia, something is happening to the team in Egypt." "Use my Farnsworth, try to get a hold of them." "Her connection with Warehouse 2 is getting stronger." "I can't get a hold of them." "I think maybe their Farnsworths are out of range." "I've got to check on something." "I'll be back." "Wennen..." "Wennen yefedu eem." "What is that?" "What's she saying?" ""Where once there were four..." "Now there are three."" "Ioo senooi er tenem." "Come on, come on." ""And two will lose their way."" "Little girl:" "Mummy?" "Pete?" "Kelly?" "Myka." "Mummy?" "Christina?" "Myka." "What's happening?" "Welcome back." "A large americano with an extra shot and room." "My favorite." "Christina?" "Is that really you?" "It's you." "It's me, right here." "No." "I mean, it's you." "You're the one." "You." "Here's your next case." "It's a tough one." "Lots of details, exactly the kind of thing at which you excel." "I can't wait for you to tell me all about it." "I've got you." "I've got you, love." "And I'll never let you go." "I'm a secret service Agent, working at a top-secret facility, hunting down mysterious artifacts all around the world, and you are the only one that I've ever told." "It's okay." "I'll always be right here for you, and I can keep your secret because I love you." "Now, it seems like just a series of random accidents there in Great Falls, Virginia." "Artie, what's that doing there?" "What?" "There's nothing there." "That exit sign, it's new." "Very observant." "That's my girl." "Once you and Pete get to Great Falls..." "How do you do?" "How do you do?" "Such a pretty little girl." "Mummy?" "Artie, why are you being so nice?" "I'm always nice." "...Ish." "You don't give compliments, and certainly not with a smile." "I'm getting more in touch with my feelings." "What's that exit sign doing there?" "Well, come over here and I'll show you." "Come on." "Myka, come right over here." "Come on." "Come here." "Come on." "Come over here." "No, this isn't real." "This isn't..." "Real." "This isn't real!" "Pete!" "H.G.!" "Pete!" "Wake up!" "Wake up!" "Pete?" "Wait." "H.G.!" "H.G.!" "Wake up!" "Mummy." "Christina!" "Aah!" "What did you do?" "It's the soul test, okay?" "It tricked us." "It took us to our happiest place and made us feel secure so we wouldn't notice-- it's the Medusa." "The Medusa!" "Thanks." "It's Kelly." "What are you talking about?" "She's the one." "Good." "Yeah." "We should keep moving." "Helena?" "Helena, are you all right?" "My baby." "My little baby." "I'm so sorry." "It was so real." "Mrs. Frederic is dying." "If we don't do this," "Warehouse 13 could die with her." "That's real, and we have a chance to save her." "Let's get this done." "Okay." "We both know you must be prepared to do what you've go to do." "I know." "Doesn't mean I have to like it." "What do you have to do?" "What is that?" "Claudia, we all want Pete and Myka to succeed in Egypt." "And they will." "And if they don't and if Mrs. Frederic dies while she's still the caretaker, this Warehouse will begin to close itself down." "If the Warehouse is to survive, then a new caretaker must be in place before I die, and a new connection must be made at that moment." "A new connection..." "With who?" "Me." "Okay." "Uh..." "Flattering." "But, um, why-why me?" "All of us have our purpose." "I'm really not ready for that." "You will be when the time comes." "It's all part of the design." "Won't I just wind up getting my brain shredded, too?" "Mm-mmm." "No." "When the connection with Warehouse 2 is broken," "Dr. Calder can take precautions." "Pete and Myka could still shut down Warehouse 2." "Yes, but there's not much time left." "Senooi hem er tenem." "The tests are over." "We made it." "This must be the ancient Artie's office." "That's incredible." "What is that?" "It's the only thing here that's on." "Yeah, and not in a happy way." "It's probably safe to assume that's what's affecting Mrs. Frederic." "Wait." "Ah ha ha." "Totally awesome." "My God." "Magnificent." "Okay, so how do we turn this orb off?" "Well, this is the control center." "Let's turn it upside down." "I should probably go down to the Warehouse and see if there's a way to switch it off down there." "Myka, look at that." "Okay, it's a bunch of holes." "Maybe what Valda gave me fits into one of them." "Like a key." "That's what he said, a key." "Come on, Mrs. F., hang on." "We have to wait for Artie." "He'll know what" "Claudia, we can't wait." "It's time." "Wennen." "Wennen yefedu eem." "Ioo senooi er tenem." "Ferydice." "It's just another puzzle, Pete." "I'm sure we can figure it out." "Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "There's--there's something about this." "It looks..." "Maybe it's like the mind test." "We put the key in a series of holes in a specific sequence." "No, no." "It's-- it's something about the..." "Pattern." "It's..." "That's it!" "Myka, I know it." "I need your wrist, please." "Now, Claudia." "That's the night sky." "I used to study it with my dad." "Those are stars look, there's the Big Dipper!" "That's Pisces, and that's Aquarius." "The water bearer." "And the water bearer holds the key!" "Come on, Pete, you're almost there." "Just--just one more inch." "Aah!" "Oh!" "Ha!" "You did it!" "Wait!" "The connection's broken." "They must have shut down Warehouse 2." "Yay!" "Victory lap!" "Uhh!" "See?" "I knew they'd come through." "How do you feel?" "Well, I won't be running a marathon any time soon." "No, certainly not in those heels." "Myka." "Myka." "Thank you, dad." "That's two I got, you know." "I know." "You solved one, and I solved two." "I know." "It's not a contest." "You're right." "You're right." "It's not a contest." "But if it were..." "I'd be winning." "Myka!" "You have to see this!" "Dr. Calder." "Yeah?" "I'm really sorry." "I didn't mean to come off like a brat back there." "I know you were just trying to protect the Warehouse." "Oh, honey, it's all right." "Listen, you are very young." "You're entering a world that is vastly more mysterious than any of us can understand." "I just want you to know, though, that you will be ready." "Remember that." "Mm, tell Artie I said good-bye." "Maybe you should be lying down." "Maybe you should brief me on what was happening while I was ill." "Ah." "You found my little project." "I did." "Tell me." "Okay, um..." "Well, something's been eating at me since we got the ping." "You know, those guys who were mummy-tized, they're college kids." "They're not rich, but they went to Egypt, they staged this huge dig." "That had to cost a chunk of change." "You think someone hired them to find and enter Warehouse 2." "Someone with long arms and deep pockets." "You know, I find the source, we find the bad guy." "Enterprising." "I'm impressed, Ms. Donovan." "And your research came up with something." "I got a ping?" "Yes, you got a ping." "That can't be right." "The money that was used to hire those students, it's from..." "It's from Warehouse 13." "Where's Arthur?" "I don't know." "He said he'd be right back, but that was hours ago." "H.G., guess who just saved the day, again!" "Actually, it was pretty amazing, with the night sky." "Yeah, yeah, there were all these holes, and they were actually stars!" "Stars, and" "Helena?" "I do hope you can forgive me." "For what?" "This."