Previously on Warehouse 13...
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Why am I having these headaches?
When MacPherson was part of your consciousness...
he may have left something behind.
Paris, 1899.
My daughter Christina had been murdered.
H.G. Wells is to be fully reinstated
as a Warehouse Agent.
Thank you, sir.
And no matter how much good
she's done for all of us,
I'll never trust that woman.
Someone has found the lost Warehouse.
It was always believed to be somewhere near Alexandria.
Warehouse 2 is back online.
So we need to find Warehouse 2
and shut it down.
[Groaning]
H.G., guess who just saved the day.
Myka.
Myka, come on. Pete?
Come on, get up. We gotta go.
Pete, where am I?
Egypt, Warehouse 2,
and we are in big trouble.
Big bump.
I know. I got one to match.
What's that sound? That's sand.
No, I'm sorry, scratch that.
It's the whole freakin' Sahara desert.
This place is filling up with sand, Myka.
The way we came in is history.
I don't know, when H.G. bolted
she must have triggered some kind of self-preservation thing,
something that protects the artifacts.
H.G., she played us! She played me!
Oh, big time.
Oh, I'll kill her.
I'm gonna kill her!
Myka. What?
I get the whole anger thing,
but could you please just channel it
into finding us a way outta here?
Okay, okay.
Our Warehouse, right, there's a back door
in our Warehouse, so there must be one here too.
Bingo! Right.
Pete, look, a hatch! What?
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
Myka, you found a hatch. Yeah!
A hatch! Whoo!
100 feet up there,
so not as good, but--
well, it wouldn't be up there
if there wasn't a way to get to it.
Right. Right?
So let's look for something, you know.
Egyptian endless wonder.
Right. Get it.
Yeah!
Okay, just keep searching the shelves, okay?
There's gotta be-- there.
I don't know, like, a magic ladder,
or--or a catapult
or something.
And go.
It's probably just a rug, Pete!
And move, and fly.
Oh, my God.
Pete, I'm looking at the ten original books of Plato.
Is there a chapter on flying?
Not that I remember.
Oh, oh, oh. What about--
what about a snake around a staff?
Isn't that a medical symbol?
Uh, that's probably the rod of Asclepius.
It's probably some sort of healing device.
Yes, we can definitely use this.
Ah.
Or not. Pardon me, sir.
Pete! Pete, over here!
[Sighs]
Whoa. Right?
Okay, these wings were probably designed by Daedalus.
He was the father of-- Icarus.
Ha, even I know that one.
Turn around. What, why me?
You're the one that eats like a bird.
Well, just don't get us too close to the sun, okay?
They smell.
Oh.
Whoa.
These things actually attract wind.
Yeah, they generate their own lift.
Holy crap!
Whoa.
Can you imagine watching a Browns game like this?
Yeah, I bet that's exactly what Daedalus had in mind.
Up. Pete, up.
Ah, the hatch! Yeah.
All right, get it, get it, get it, get it.
Okay, stop, stop. You ready?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Go!
It's stuck.
Well, yank it. Yank it hard.
[Laughs]
Really? At a time like this?
I'm sorry.
Oh, what? Come on!
[Farnsworth buzzing]
Pete, do you hear that? That's the Farnsworth.
It must be working again.
We must be high enough. Back pocket.
What? Okay. Yeah.
Ooh. [chuckles]
Stop laughing!
Okay, okay. Okay.
Artie. Hi.
Myka, listen, H.G. Is a bad guy.
Both: We know!
Pete, good, you're together.
Yeah, we always kind of thought we'd go out this way.
Look, Artie, Valda's dead.
Warehouse 2 is filling with sand.
Artie, listen, I'm really sorry.
Tell Kelly that I love her. Tell her to--
shh, shh, shh, shh.
Close your eyes.
Close your eyes?
That's the last thing he's gonna say to us?
I always thought it would be a little more, you know,
meaningful.
He didn't even say good-bye. I know.
[Pounding, rumbling]
Oh.
Oh, Myka, hold on, hold on.
Pete, close your eyes!
[Both groaning]
I can't see.
Okay.
The wings of Daedalus. Good call.
Don't just flap there.
Come on out.
Here we come. Hold on.
Whoo. [laughs]
Whoo, man, you have got to let me keep these.
Oh, right, because they worked out so well for Icarus.
Artie, who are you, Jerusalem Jones?
[Laughs]
What? I just bought this.
So how'd you find us?
I pinpointed the coordinates on your Farnsworth.
Good thing it started working again.
Yeah, they're designed to work deep underground,
but when I lost the signal
I realized that H.G. Had jammed it.
I knew you were in trouble.
When I got here, I reset the frequency.
It was a piece of cake.
[Farnsworth buzzing]
Finally, listen, H.G.'S a bad guy.
All: We know!
Judging from the depth of her preparation,
it seems obvious to me that H.G. Wells
has been planning this for a long--
and I mean a long--time.
She hacked into the Warehouse account
to fund those students.
Yes, and she discovered, somehow, the location
of Warehouse 2 even before she was bronzed.
Did MacPherson know that somehow?
Yeah, but she needed experienced agents
to get in there.
Well, she obviously wanted an artifact,
but which one?
The place is filled with sand, Artie.
It's gonna take months to dig out.
Artie, is there-- is there some kind of inventory
of Warehouse 2?
Yes.
For a time, I had a cognitive connection
to Warehouse 2.
Much of its inventory was downloaded into my mind.
Hell of a backup drive. Can you access it?
I can try. It's fading.
Tell me quickly what you remember
of H.G.'S last position.
Well, Myka and I were in the office
trying to figure out where the key went, right?
And then H.G. ran to see if she could turn off the orb.
She went to the main floor.
Can you describe the area
in which she was ultimately found?
There was-- there was vases.
There was lots of clay pots and vases.
How can she spot what's missing?
She's just that good?
Yes.
Now I assume that Warehouse 2
has an inventory system like ours.
Each item is labeled with a hieroglyph of Anubis.
If Anubis is sitting, then the item is in its proper place.
If Anubis is running...
Ah.
Rack of Spears. One is missing.
Rack of Spears.
Missing spear, labeled in any way?
Yes.
Fading.
I can't tell you. The image is gone.
Okay, no.
Artie, this is progress, right?
We don't know where she is, but--
Paris.
I'm still tracking H.G.'S access to funds.
She just bought a ticket from Cairo to de Gaulle.
Why Paris?
When Pete and Myka were in 1961,
H.G. told me her daughter was murdered in Paris.
Okay, so she's returning to the scene of the crime.
Or that's where Christina is buried.
Maybe the spear has resurrection properties.
She wants to bring her daughter back from the dead?
I don't know about Spears, but I can tell you
resurrection is a dangerous practice
and always comes at a price.
Yeah, look at Mickey Rourke.
So--
all right, Pete, Myka, you go to Paris.
Claudia, you try to find out
exactly where Christina's buried.
I will do research on Spears.
Mrs. Frederic, you--
will just be Mrs. Frederic.
[Cell phone rings]
Hey, it's Kelly. You mind?
Sure, Pete, we've got nothing but time.
Kelly, hey. I was just gonna call you.
What happened to you?
Two days ago we had a vague conversation
about moving in together, and then--
then you disappear.
Ugh, Kelly, I'm--
look, I'm so sorry.
You know, you must think I'm the biggest jerk in the world.
Well, I went between that
and wondering if I should be calling hospitals.
No, no, no, no.
I'm fine, I'm fine.
It's a long story. I had a sudden business trip.
[Horn honking] Pete!
Look, um, Kelly,
we got a lot to talk about.
Pete, you know, if you don't want to see me anymore, it's--
no, no, Kelly, look, I--
I love seeing you.
Okay, you're my happiest place on earth.
You mean that?
I know it in my soul.
Okay, I just--I've got this one more trip,
and then I'm yours completely.
The minute you get back.
The second I get back.
And, Kelly...
I love you.
[Inhales deeply]
Okay, I said it.
Yes, I even said it first.
So go ahead, make fun.
I'm really glad you found someone, Pete.
You deserve it.
Okay, now I really feel like a girl.
Well, hike up your skirt,
'cause we got a bad guy to catch.
Boo-yah!
[Adventurous music]
♪ Warehouse 13 2x12 ♪ Reset Original Air Date on September 21, 2010
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[Grunting]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hang back there, Pointer Sister.
Sorry, sorry.
I thought, you know, handling some ancient Spears
would trigger a notion, but--
okay, well, I'm sorry to interrupt you
while you're handling your ancient spear,
but I found Christina's gravesite.
Good. You let Pete and Myka know?
Texted them.
They land at de Gaulle any minute.
All right.
[Clears throat]
Um, Artie, can I talk to you about something?
Will it make me feel old and uncomfortable?
Not this time.
All right, go on.
Okay, when Dr. Vanessa
was here trying to save Mrs. Frederic,
she, um...
She said something that kinda scared me.
When it looked like Mrs. F. might not make it,
she said that I should be ready.
And you want to know, ready for what, Hmm?
Actually no.
Uh, I'm--I'm pretty sure I'm not ready.
I know that I might talk big sometimes, Artie,
but I can't even buy a wine cooler in this state,
so whatever you might have planned for me--
breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe.
You can do whatever you want.
You control your own destiny.
But she said--
no, nothing has been decided
or will be decided
without your complete consent.
You promise?
With all my heart.
You will live the life that you want,
and I'll make sure of that.
Oh, thank you.
Voila, monsieur.
According to Claudia, the Cimetiere du Rennes
should be right around this corner.
H.G.'s probably already here.
Good, first time, shame on her.
Second time, I'm bringing that bitch down.
I love it when you talk dirty.
What?
Where's the cemetery?
It has to be here. This is the address.
Excuse me. Hi, uh, excuse me.
Uh, do you speak English?
We're looking for "the cemetery du Ron."
Cimetiere du Rennes moved
many years ago.
To where?
Bah.
Ew.
What now?
Okay, look, if H.G.'s plan
was to resurrect her daughter,
then she needed to arrange for the upkeep
of her remains, right?
Which means there's an estate.
And estates have lawyers.
French lawyer. Bah!
Bah.
Mr. Sempe, thank you for taking this walk with me.
If you want to visit Christina Wells' resting place,
I can give you the address.
You don't need me.
Oh, but I do.
I don't want to go all around Paris shooting people.
As my lawyer, you can give me full access.
Full access? I don't understand.
You don't have to understand.
You just need to sign whatever needs to be signed.
Then what?
And then maybe I'll let you live.
[Telephone rings]
You check the girl. I'll look for the lawyer.
[Ringing continues]
It's empty. He's gone.
She's in shock.
Look, if H.G. shot her with the same gun
that she used on us...
Then she's come and gone already.
Pete.
Look.
[Groans]
I'm grateful she's been taken care of
to my specifications.
I signed the papers.
You can do whatever you want in here.
May I leave now?
In a moment.
Don't be rude.
Remove your shoes and step into this, please.
Madame, please, I'm just a simple lawyer.
Not even a very good one.
Now would be nice.
[Gun powers up]
What is it?
Primordial tar from Pitch Lake in Trinidad.
Don't really have time to explain what it does.
You wouldn't believe me anyway.
[Breathing deeply]
I'm stuck.
You have no idea.
[Screams]
Help me! Help me!
[Screams]
Help me.
No!
If you put water in it, it turns it into a tar pit.
Don't fight it, dude.
That's what the Woolly Mammoths did.
[All groaning]
Pete, H.G., she ran down there.
Oh, mon dieu.
What in the hell was that?
Monsieur Sempe, you mind waiting outside?
Happily.
This place is a labyrinth.
She's gone.
Pete, would you mind--
what?
You know, looking to see if Christina...
Ew.
Yep, she's dead.
Still really dead.
Okay.
Pete. Yeah?
H.G. didn't even have the spear with her.
Yeah, but we don't even know how it works.
No, no, something--
something is wrong.
She took something, something that's missing.
The handle.
Are you sure there was a handle?
Yes, and then the other one's right there.
Show me.
Okay, if you can't see it, the ends have points,
like--like arrows.
I've seen that shape before.
Where?
I don't know what it is,
but I can't get it out of my head.
Look.
MacPherson must have left an image of it
inadvertently via the pearl.
Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Let's look at that shape
from different angles.
Now what did Myka say, that the tips have points or--
like arrows.
Like arrows, all right.
Like arrows.
Now...
Does this suggest an--
Mrs. Frederic, do you see--
see what?
It's not a spear.
It's...
The Minoan Trident.
So a bad thing?
What's the Minoan Trident?
A weapon of mass destruction.
The first weapon of mass destruction.
Okay, okay, wait.
The Minoan Trident was the first
weapon of mass destruction?
The trident was the first artifact locked away
by Alexander the Great in what became Warehouse 1.
In the 15th Century B.C.E.,
the Minoan civilization was destroyed
by a catastrophic volcanic eruption.
Oh, I know this one.
It's the Thera Volcano,
which created the island of Santorini.
The Thera eruption was thought to have been caused
by a trident, which when jammed into the ground
three times causes a fissure in the earth's surface.
If done in the right place,
it could unleash a volcanic eruption.
Is that what Plato based the story of Atlantis on?
Right, right. Poseidon had a trident.
I played him in the fifth grade
with a pitchfork and a toga.
At out Ralph Brunskie for that part.
Kid had a voice like Jennifer Tilly.
[Imitating Jennifer Tilly] I am Poseidon.
I'm--I'm terribly sorry.
Que sera.
Peter...
The trident is real.
That's one of the reasons the Romans came to Egypt.
Caesar wanted that power.
That explains why the trident is in two pieces.
H.G. found part of it in the 1800s
and hid it on her daughter's casket.
And MacPherson debronzed her
so he could find Warehouse 2
and the other half of the trident.
That's why she killed him.
He was about to tell us.
Yeah, the question is:
Now that she's got both parts,
what is she planning to do with them?
[Computer beeps]
Someone evil just bought a plane ticket.
To?
Casper/Natrona International, Wyoming.
That's only two hours away from here.
All right, get back here right now.
MacPherson was collecting artifacts
to sell them to the highest bidder.
Do we think that H.G. is doing the same thing?
Let's hope so.
The alternative could be unpleasant.
Good, boy. You did great, Harvey.
There's a lot less to lick now,
but I promise you it'll make your life
a whole lot easier.
When I saw this, I thought of you.
Oh, Pete.
[Gasps]
Gorgeous.
Oh.
Look, Harvey.
He even engraved it with our favorite breed.
Let's send him a picture of us using it.
It looks like things are okay between me and Kelly.
Why would you say that?
She sent me some pictures... [laughs]
With her and a little puppy.
Look, she's powdering his nose.
Look at the little puppy.
Okay, it's official. I'm a girl.
You had a lot of vibes about H.G., didn't you?
No, not really.
God, you're a terrible liar.
What?
Look, I trust your instincts, Mykes.
We're partners, a team.
Yeah, well, I put the team in danger
because I thought I knew better than everybody else.
Look, you need to forget about that.
Okay, there's no way that any of us could be sure that--
no, there was plenty of doubt from everyone but me.
H.G. has a huge advantage, Myka.
She's willing to lie, steal, and kill
to get what she wants, and we're not.
So I'm gonna side with us on this one.
With you.
[Cell phone rings]
Lattimer.
Oh, good, you've landed.
I do hate voicemail.
Oh, hey, Lady Koo-Koo.
We were just talking about you.
Well, what, are you calling
to play a little game of let's make a deal?
Oh, I'm afraid not, dear boy.
Oh, come on.
Nutjob like you must have quite a wish list.
How 'bout a little electroshock therapy,
zap the crazy right out of you?
Run a trace on Pete's phone.
Already happening. We put a trace on both
your phones as soon as you got to Paris just in case.
Once I lock in on her signal,
I can track her with this.
With what? What is that?
Show me-- are you messing around
with stuff in the Farnsworth aisle?
I've been quite impressed,
keeping up with me as you have.
Not quite catching me of course,
but then I am me.
Well, go ahead, get nice and comfy.
Oh, don't worry.
I've closed all my accounts and buried my trail.
So now are you just calling to brag
or did you get a sudden craving to be bronzed again?
'Cause we can make that happen for you.
For such a mediocre kisser,
I'd have thought you'd at least have brains.
Yeah, well, you taste about as old as you are,
so right back at you there, grandma.
Now what do you want?
Just to suggest that you check in on Kelly
about now.
Pete, don't--
listen, you leave her the hell alone.
She has nothing to do with this.
Oh, I haven't done a thing.
But you, you sent her a lovely gift.
I'm sure she'll be crazy for it.
We have to get to Kelly.
No, no, no, no, she's just trying to distract us.
Artie, I can't stay here, I gotta go.
All right, just watch your back.
Got her. Where is she?
Wyoming, and not far, but-- what?
She's not stationary. She's moving.
Looks like I-26, heading for Bryson Reservoir.
Bryson, Bryson Reservoir.
Bryson, Bryson, it's in the middle of nowhere.
I mean, it's not even a tourist stop on the way to--
Yellowstone.
She's on a road trip to see America?
She can't be.
You don't think that--
you don't think what? She can't be what?
The Yellowstone caldera.
Artie.
I've got a map here.
Not this, this.
A seismic hazard map
of the six known supervolcanoes in the world,
and the most powerful of which is thought to be
Yellowstone caldera, which is under--
well, it's under Wyoming, Idaho, and Montana.
Are you kidding me? People go there for vacation.
If H.G. were to jam the trident into the ground there--
it would cause a chain reaction
of monstrous proportions.
Millions would die immediately,
but there's a far greater problem.
Bigger than millions would die?
The last supervolcano that erupted
was 75,000 years ago.
Triggered an ice age.
Only 6,000 humans survived.
Claudia, go back up Pete.
You and I are going to Yellowstone.
She's taking a car. We'll take a chopper.
We'll get there ahead of her. Go, go, go.
Right, hey.
You know, this is kinda cool.
Good luck. Yeah.
Can we get there in time?
We have to.
Kelly, are you here?
Kelly?
I've been waiting for you.
[Laughs]
Oh, my God.
You scared me to death. I thought--
hey, no, ha, hey!
Kelly, wait a minute! Just hold on!
Just--just cut it out!
That is exactly what I intend to do,
cut it out.
[Groaning]
Gotta be an artifact.
Even I can't make women this angry.
Just stand still.
Listen, Kelly, somebody did something to you,
and I don't know what,
but just, please, you gotta trust me.
I love you, Pete.
Oh, babe.
Babe, I love you too.
And that's why I have to kill you.
[Groans]
Really?
Really? No!
Give me that.
Pete.
What are you doing?
Kelly, are you back?
What's going on?
Let go of me!
It must be the knife.
What, she gave you Lorena Bobbitt's knife?
I'm so thirsty.
Okay, come on, baby.
Come on, come on.
God, I need some water.
Are you okay? No, get me some water.
All right, hold on, I'll be right back.
Ow.
Oh, God.
Are you putting me down?
Now we'll do this the easy way.
Artie, something's fishy. Pete, won't answer his phone.
Don't worry, Claudia has his back.
She's gotta be right around here.
The magma chamber is highest here.
Right here? Yeah.
Okay.
What's that for?
This is a subterranean heat sensor.
Reaches thousands of feet into the ground and--
okay, wow, the temperature is astronomical here.
If she's coming, she's coming here.
And here she is.
I'm not surprised you found me.
But I'm quite baffled that you expect
to do anything about it.
And what could you possibly want
that you would go to these lengths?
What, money? Power?
What?
Nothing!
Nothing?
What do you mean nothing?
You obviously know what you're holding.
This isn't a bargaining tool.
I intend to use it
right here, right now.
[Muffled groaning]
Hiya, Kelly.
What's up?
Claudia, you can't be here right now.
I have work to do.
Uh, Kelly, hey, hey. Hold on a second.
What are you doing there?
Chopping Pete up into little bits.
Uh-huh, right. And why?
Because I love him.
And that's a beautiful way to show it, but, um--
Claudia, if you don't get out of my way,
I'm going to have to kill you.
I'd really rather you just give me the ax.
All right then.
There's got to be something here.
Did somebody send you that ax?
Let go of me!
What's newere, Kel?
[Muffled] Compact!
Hello, antique-y. Where'd you come from?
Pete sent it to me.
[Muffled shouting]
Hang on a sec, Pete.
Kinda got my hands full here.
L--L.A.B.
Laboratory? No.
Ah! Initials.
Okay, Lonny? Lindsay?
Larry? Lizzie?
Lizzie. Lizzie Borden! Woot!
Lizzie Borden took an ax and gave her father 40 whacks.
And when the job was neatly done,
she gave her mother 41.
[Muffled shouting]
My God.
What's going on?
And why is Pete tied to my table?
Claudia, what's happening?
It's okay.
Somebody, I can't tell you who,
gave you Lizzie Borden's compact.
Lizzie Andrew Borden.
I did a term paper on her.
Apparently you name your daughter Andrew,
and she chops you into little bits.
Big surprise.
I tried to kill Pete.
No, it's--it's okay.
Why would I do that?
Well, looking into the compact
probably makes you kill the thing you love.
So maybe Lizzie did it after all.
What are you talking about?
No, no, baby, baby.
Baby, this is good, okay?
This means that you love me.
Stop.
See, 'cause the truth is--
stop!
I tried to kill you.
Wait, Kelly.
Hey, Kelly, Kelly, it's all right.
Just give it a rest for a bit.
Give her head time to catch up.
Wait, I don't understand.
Why would you kill millions of innocent people?
Innocent?
Open your eyes, Myka.
Have you looked at the world in which you live?
So because you lost your daughter, because you're angry--
no, don't you dare.
This may have begun with Christina's murder,
but it's not about that.
Yeah, I foolishly believed
that if I could find a way to travel through time
then things would have improved,
a utopia would have emerged,
but here we are over a century later
and things have actually gotten worse.
The divide between rich and poor,
hunger and famine, war and violence and hatred,
all flourishing beyond control.
Indeed men have found new ways to kill each other
that were inconceivable in my day
even by fiction writers.
But millions of us are struggling
against that every day.
This planet needs a rest from what you've done to it.
It needs a chance to repair itself.
Oh, my God, you seriously intend
to start another Ice Age.
The only way to save this world
is by destroying the parasites who are eating it alive.
I don't normally do this.
[Screams]
And you're gonna wish you hadn't.
Artie? Oh?
Artie, what is it?
[Groaning]
Artie, what is it?
The Corsican Vest?
I'm afraid so.
Artie, what's-- what's happening?
Well, the vest,
it belonged to the Corsican Brothers.
Twins.
When one of them got hurt,
the other felt it.
You did that to yourself.
Where did you find it, Venice?
Fort lauderdale.
Oh, of course.
Ahh!
Myka!
Three times.
Don't let her do it three times.
I won't.
Hey!
I wouldn't.
Myka, talk to her. Talk to her.
So what,
the entire planet is subject to your judgment now?
What about the millions of mothers
who are gonna lose their daughters
just like you u lost Christina?
Is that right?
This is no world for a child.
I don't think you believe that.
I do.
Watch me.
No!
Myka, that's two.
You are lying to yourself.
You never wanted this.
If you wanted to kill Pete and me,
you would have done it at Warehouse 2
or in Paris.
And Artie, you would have let him die in Russia,
but you didn't.
I needed you to trust me.
No, you needed us to stop you.
You wanted us to follow you and stop you.
That's why you called Pete this morning.
Think, Helena.
You are so filled with grief and anger,
but there is a part of you, I know it,
there is some small part of your soul
that knows that this is wrong,
and--and that part is still alive,
and it's just pushing to get through.
Yes.
That's the part that refuses to kill
the very people who can stop you.
No!
Stay away from me.
All right.
If I am wrong, then kill me.
Do it!
Kill me now.
I mean, we're all gonna die anyway, right?
So what's the difference?
So shoot me.
Shoot me now.
Kill me.
But not like that.
Not like a coward.
I want you to look me in the eyes
and take my life.
Come on.
Do it.
Do it!
[Screams]
So if you're not gonna
put H.G. Wells back in the bronze sector,
where's she gonna go,
some other weird place that we don't know about?
The less you know,
the better you'll be able to do your job.
That doesn't sound good.
You both did excellent work retrieving that artifact
and preventing a worldwide disaster.
That, of course, is the prime directive
of Warehouse agents.
H.G. Wells was a formidable opponent.
She fooled us all.
She didn't fool Artie.
[Groans]
Fortunately, I'm still a lousy shot with a real gun.
[Sighs]
Are you gonna die on us every year?
'Cause it's getting kinda boring.
I'm gonna keep dying until it takes,
or not.
Ah, it hurts when I shrug.
Yeah, well, I bet wagging your finger
at me, old man, will be--
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kiddo.
Hey.
I plan on making your life hell for a very long time.
Can I hug you? Maybe later in the week.
Okay.
Hey.
What are you, uh, putting together
some stuff for a shelter?
I'm leaving.
[Chuckles] Okay, okay, look.
I'm sorry.
I've been really busy at work,
but I found some bones in the garbage today
and they're very--
I know, I know, I know.
I--I've been wanting to tell you, but...
Okay, I don't really work at an I.R.S. Warehouse.
No kidding.
All right, just-- just listen, okay?
The rule is I can tell one person,
one really important person, so--
no, don't.
I am not the one, Pete.
So please don't tell me.
I don't want a complicated life.
Complic--
it's not that complicated.
Kelly, it's way more simple than it looks.
Okay, Lizzie borden's compact
makes you kill the one you love,
like she killed her dad.
You love me, and I love you.
It's simple.
It's just that your life
is filled with excitement,
and danger,
and just insanity,
and it's--it's all the things that I don't want.
There are quiet days too.
Good-bye, Pete.
Stay safe.
Hey.
What's up?
[Sighs]
I've been, um... Trying to figure out ways
to simplify my life,
and it all boils down to three words.
"Quit your job, Pete."
Four words. Mm-hmm.
I wasn't counting "pete."
So then what?
I don't know, get Kelly back.
I don't know, try and live a normal life.
[Snickers]
What?
If you had wanted to do that,
you would have already left.
Look, just because that worked on H.G. Doesn't--
this--this is the right life for you.
It is.
You were born for it.
And you're really, really, really good at it.
You are.
You need this Warehouse,
and this--
Warehouse 13 needs you.
You can't quit.
Yeah.
All right, I'm gonna go see Artie.
You coming?
Um, Pete, I--
in a bit.
Okay. Okay.
I understand you wanted to see me.
Yeah. Yes.
Would you--
would you give this to Artie, please?
Myka.
You can't blame yourself.
It could have happened to any one of us.
But it didn't. It happened to me.
You talked her down.
You saved us all.
It should never have come to that.
I put the entire world in Jeopardy.
I can't even conceive of that.
I just know that I can't--
I can't take that chance again.
And neither can you.
[Somber music]
♪ ♪
"Artie, it breaks my heart to write this.
"We both know the Warehouse is my happiest place.
"I've thought a lot about this,
"and I can't stay here.
"If I do, I'll second-guess myself
"into oblivion.
"Please forgive me, but I have to go.
♪ ♪
"Pete, you're the Big Brother I never had.
"I wish I had your strength.
"I know I frown at you and punch you a lot,
"but I'll always love you.
"Please be careful.
"Leena, you're the only mom they have.
"Watch over them,
"and make sure that Artie eats right.
"Claudia, take care of Pete and Artie.
"Let's face it,
"you're the only real adult in the group.
"I wish I could be there to see you grow into
"the amazing woman you're gonna become.
I love you all, Myka."
♪ ♪
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