- Previously on Warehouse 13...
- We have competition.
- MacPherson. Both: Who?
- Leena, I know him.
He was Joshua's physics professor,
Professor Reynolds.
- The phoenix.
Those who touch the phoenix,
They will be spared.
- [coughing] - What is it?
- It looks like Claudia was the last one
To have access to the phoenix.
- The thimble.
- James MacPherson, you're under arrest.
- We'll put him in the bronze sector.
What we do is we flash-freeze the bodies cryogenically,
And we preserve them by bronzing.
- Something's wrong.
Turn around.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you for remembering our appointment.
- Artie!
- Wait! Wait! - Wait for us!
- Artie!
- Do you think there's any way he could've survived?
- I don't know.
- Quickly. We don't have much time.
- Why?
- Huh? - Why didn't he wait for us?
- What are we gonna do?
- Top of my list,
Kill that son of a bitch MacPherson.
- Oh, my god.
Pete.
[electricity surging]
Pete, what is that? - I don't know.
Get back over here. It might be a--
- No, I don't-- I don't think it is.
- Oh, my god.
- Are you getting a vibe?
- A good one.
- So that's how it works.
- Artie! - Artie!
[laughing] Hey!
- Ahh.
- Oh, my god, it's really you.
You scared the hell out of us.
- We thought for sure you were a goner.
- I'm all right. I'm fine.
It's just that I don't know how--
- I have never been so happy
To see you. - Thanks.
Yeah. No, I'm good. I'm good.
[rumbling]
- Oh, god. - Yeah.
- I know.
- But, Artie, how could you possibly have survived?
- The phoenix.
Wait a minute.
If--if you use the phoenix,
That means someone's got to die, right?
- One of us?
- But, Artie-- [coughs]
Pete? - No. No, no, no.
- Pete! Pete!
Artie, do something.
- Just hang on.
- Artie!
Artie!
- [coughing]
No, I'm okay.
No, I was choking.
[coughs] It's dust or something.
- You're okay.
- Yeah, just-- - Oh, god.
- Was I choking on you, Artie?
That's--ahh.
- [coughing]
- Are you all right?
- Artie, if it's not Pete,
Then, um...
[loud rumbling]
[car horn blaring]
- Mrs. Frederic!
- Mrs. Frederic's in there. Got to get her out.
- No, no, no. - Artie, wait. Artie, wait!
What is that? There.
- So it was Mrs. Frederic, then.
I promised myself I wouldn't cry.
Did you have any trouble?
- No.
But I'd recommend 24 hours' isolation from light.
- I'll contact you with instructions.
Until then, you know what to do.
- Yes, I'll take care of it all.
- Come on, old friend.
We've got a great deal to catch up on.
Welcome to the future.
Let's change it, shall we?
[heart monitor beeping]
- This is my fault.
If I hadn't used the phoenix,
Then your driver would be alive, and...
Be...
I'm sorry.
We need you.
- Find Claudia.
Joshua.
MacPherson is playing the long game.
[heart monitor beeping]
- Rewind it again.
Again. - No.
I don't want to watch any more of that.
I mean, look, I don't believe that Claudia would--
I mean, come on, Myka, that can't be right.
- Look, I know it's hard, Pete,
But it's right there in front of us.
Okay, maybe MacPherson did do something to her,
But she's gone.
She ran.
Innocent people don't run.
Whoa.
- Leena, what's wrong? - Are you okay?
- Yes.
I--it's nothing.
- Leena, we got to replace that umbilicus.
I cannot do those stairs 15 times a day.
[overlapping talking]
Listen, listen, listen, listen.
Claudia popped up on the grid.
Looks like she's headed to switzerland.
- Wait. Switzerland, why?
- To cern, it's to cern.
It's that nuclear research place where Joshua works.
He is her only family.
She's got no place else left to go.
And listen,
If Claudia and Joshua are--
No.
If they are both working for MacPherson--
- No, no, she's not.
I know she's not, and so do you, Artie.
- Pete, nobody wants to believe it, all right?
But that's irrelevant.
Now, look, while I'm gone, I want both of you--
- Wait, wait.
You're going to cern now? - Yes, of course.
- Then we're going with you. - You bet your ass.
- No, absolutely not.
You have to go over this place with a fine-toothed comb.
MacPherson has had hours, hours of unfettered access,
And god only knows...
What that man has done.
So start in the bronze sector
And retrace his steps, and maybe, maybe...
That will tell us where he is right now.
- Artie, just be careful, okay?
We don't know much,
But we know that MacPherson is out there, and...
He already killed you once.
- Yeah.
I got to go.
[door closes]
- This thing is useless, okay?
I'm getting nothing.
- The durational spectrometer only reads energy shadows
From the last five hours.
- Aah!
- You okay?
- Yeah. Yeah, I am now.
Five hours ago,
I would have screamed like a little girl.
- Pete? - Yeah?
- Look at this.
It looks like something heavy
Was dragged through here,
Something heavy and something bronze.
- So what, you think our jimmy took a playdate?
- If there's a history log in here, we could look up...
There.
This says that the debronze function
Was activated twice.
- Okay, so once for MacPherson,
But who's our mystery guest?
- Well, let's...
[beeping]
- This place just gets more interesting every day.
[keys clacking] - I don't get it.
Why H.G. Wells?
What does MacPherson want with him?
- And all I can find on the bronze sector
Is a list of its residents,
And H.G. Wells isn't even on that list.
- Yeah, I mean, if that place is reserved
For the worst of the worst,
What is wells even doing in there?
- Maybe there's a clue in one of wells' books,
Because our library is amazing.
- I know, first editions
Of everything that's ever been printed.
- Does that include comic books?
- Really? That's your first thought?
- No, but you definitely wouldn't like my first thought.
- You're right.
You know that my dad used to read me H.G. Wells
When I was a kid?
- Yep, nothing like a little war of the worlds
To put a toddler to sleep.
- You've read war of the worlds?
- Uh, no, but I saw the movie.
Tom cruise was awesome.
Oh, and brando in island of dr. Moreau--
[imitating Marlon Brando] I could've been a scientist.
- Great, great, now all we need is angelina
To do the modern utopia,
And you'll be all caught up.
- Yahtzee.
It was broken into. - What was?
- The H.G. Wells home museum in london,
Three months ago.
But interesting, nothing was taken.
If you're looking for something in H.G. Wells' house
And you can't find it,
Why not ask H.G. Wells?
- MacPherson used Claudia
To gain access to wells.
- You watch, we're gonna find out she's in the clear.
Okay, let's go.
- Whoa, go where?
- To london.
I got a vibe about this thing.
I bet wells is there.
- Let's go to london. - That's what I'm talking about.
[energy surging]
[explosion, glass shatters]
[phone rings]
- Joshua, thank god you're there.
- Where are you? That doesn't look like, uh--
- Listen to me, okay, you remember Professor Reynolds
From college?
- Yeah, of course.
- Okay, his real name is MacPherson.
- What? What are you--
- And he's actually-- - Miss, you about done there?
- It's really complicated.
They're gonna kick me off this thing in sec.
But listen, if he tries to contact you,
Do not trust him, okay?
He's a bad, bad guy.
Maybe I am too. I don't know.
- Claudia--
Claud, what--what-- what's going on?
- I'll explain when I get there.
- Here? You're gonna come to cern?
- There's no place else to go, okay?
I can't go back to Artie, and I'm not going back
To the international house of nutjobs.
- Joshua, are you busy?
- No, dr. Lefevre, please, uh, come in.
- I know I sound crazy.
I'll see you soon. Love you.
- Uh, yeah, I love you too.
Sorry, doctor. That's, uh, my sister.
- Joshua, I'm going to be raising your clearance level.
I want your help removing some material from the lab.
- Of course. Yeah, doctor, anything you say.
[both speaking French]
- Doctor.
[punk music]
♪
- So is H.G. Wells one of the munsters?
This place is a dump.
How do you not have jet lag? - Because I slept on the plane.
I mean, how many times can you watch Marley & me?
- It's so sad.
- Right, let's all gather round, shall we?
We're going to get started.
- I told you we should've had this place closed
And locked down.
- No, no, that'd be like shooting off a big flare--
"hey, h.G., looky here, we're waiting for you."
- Oh, sorry. - Sorry.
- Hi. Hello.
- Pete, we are working.
- Working it, okay? You know how long it's been?
Way too.
There's no reason for me not to get my groove on.
- Pete, look at this.
- Edward prendick.
I'll bet junior high was fun for him, huh?
- No, from the island of dr. Moreau.
You would know him as marlon brando.
- [gasps] h.G. Is here.
- The actual inspiration for the heat ray
Came from a tour of big ben I was given
By her majesty victoria--
Lovely woman, terrible breath.
[all chuckling]
- Well, you got to admit, this guy's got some cojones.
- Pete, wait.
- All right, wells, show's over.
- I beg your pardon. - Sorry, ma'am.
Government business...
United states secret service.
Well, you don't look like much of a threat to me,
But if MacPherson wants you out, then we want you in.
Now let's go.
- How dare you? Take your hands off me.
- You two, I thought you might be trouble,
Coming in late. - Ma'am, we apologize.
- No, we don't. - Yes, we do, Pete.
He's an impersonator. - No, we don't know that.
The best place to hide is right out in the open.
- He has a fake mustache.
- All right?
Name's walter frith.
- Americans. H.G. Wells died in 1946.
- Myka, I am really vibing out here, okay?
And I don't like it.
- Uh, ma'am, can I speak with you outside, please?
- Yes, I'd like to speak with you.
[train engine churning]
[brakes squeal, air hisses]
[car horn honks]
[loud crack] - Oh!
- Artie? What the hell?
- You're fired.
- We're really very sorry about this.
You can come back tomorrow. Thank you.
- Yep, sorry, guys. - Sorry, sorry.
Thank you, thank you. - Nice jacket.
Hey, yeah, sorry about the mustache thing.
It was--okay.
- Okay, so if nobody in this group
Signed in as edward prendick,
That means that wells must have come and gone already.
- All right, so maybe we can find out what he took.
Hey, uh...
So, uh, what'd you say to mary poppins, anyway?
- Oh, I just told her that you were a mental patient
Who thought he was wells' long-lost boyfriend.
- [chuckles] no, you didn't.
Did you?
Nice.
That's not even funny.
- Do you think that he could still be using her somehow?
There's my access of just of few moments ago.
Let me just toggle back to see the last person.
- This place is my home. I would never do anything--
- Claudia, I'm sorry.
- [echoing] I would never do anything to hurt any of you.
- That's probably why they bronzed him--
Neanderthals.
[doorknob rattling]
Yah! - [screaming]
- Oh, oh, oh. Oh, man, no--
- Oh, my god, I'm so sorry.
I didn't think anyone was still here.
- I didn't know it was you, and I'm--I'm sorry.
- [giggles]
No, no, no, I do beg your pardon.
I seem to have left my notebook here.
- Yeah. - We left in such a hurry.
- Right, yeah, that was-- that was kind of our fault,
So I'm really sorry.
- I'll just come back--
- No, no, no, no.
Uh, let me help you out here.
You know, hands across the water
And all that.
- Well, that is very sweet of you.
Some americans really are quite nice.
- Well, for a brit, you ain't half bad yourself.
[in British accent] What? What?
[both chuckle]
- If I had a farnsworth, you easily could have called me.
- Why call when I can fly 5,000 miles in coach?
What did you hit me with?
- Nothing. My hand.
What are you doing here, anyway?
If I'm some kind of freaky double agent, I have to be--
- Okay, first, are you planning on running
For the rest of your life?
Because that's what it's gonna take
To get me off your back.
- I'm sorry. I needed to see Joshua.
I needed to see somebody who knows me.
- And second, why can't you just trust me?
I'm kind of smart.
Maybe the two of us could figure this out.
And I know you too, kiddo.
- So you--you think maybe I'm not a double agent.
- I think maybe I could take the risk.
Don't make me regret it.
- Okay. 'cause I'm not, you know?
- We'll see. Ah.
That was not your hand.
- No, it wasn't.
Okay, first thing, we have to make sure
Professor Reynolds hasn't gotten to Joshua.
I figure if he got to me, he might try to go for josh--
- MacPherson is Reynolds.
- Yeah, you already know that.
- I know I know it, but I didn't really think about it,
Because when the position first came up at cern,
The director mentioned the name Reynolds.
- No! - Yes.
I didn't know at the time
That MacPherson was Reynolds.
That's what she meant by, "he's playing the long game."
We have to get to cern immediately.
- That's what I've been saying.
- I'm, uh-- I'm Pete, by the way.
- Helena.
- You know, I-I think our two countries
Might be able to work out their differences.
- I'd say we're well on our way to detente.
[Farnsworth buzzing]
- Fill me in.
- Well, hello to you too. W-where are you?
- Geneva. Fill me in.
- We're--we're in london.
- I told you to stay at the Warehouse.
Will there ever come a time when the two of you,
Anyone for that matter, does as they are told?
- Artie, look, MacPherson debronzed H.G. Wells.
- What?
- Wait.
- Is everything all right? - No, no.
I got a really bad feeling.
- Pete!
Pete! - In here.
- Pete, Artie says that H.G. Wells is actually--
- A woman...
A really hot woman,
Maybe, uh, good with a gun.
- Yeah, he left out the gun part.
Okay, so, uh, H.G. Wells is actually a woman.
I'm gonna have to process this.
- Yeah, well, make it fast, will you?
And could you please be careful with that, okay?
It's a tesla, and up close it just might be--
- Lethal.
I know all about it.
I brought it to the Warehouse.
- You what?
- I was apprenticed at Warehouse 12.
Nikola tesla and I met at the chicago world fair
In 1893.
- Oh.
You are rocking my world, lady.
- Perhaps you'd like to tell me
Why you're ransacking my home.
- Ransacking your home.
Well, that has a distinctive ringtone to it.
[dialing]
- What does that mean?
- Oh, oh, it's, uh-- it's an american expression
That means...
"gotcha."
- ♪ "c" is for cookie
♪ that's good enough for me
- I'll take that.
I'd hate to have to hit a sweet, old victorian lady.
- I, on the other hand, have no problem shooting one.
- ♪ good enough for me
♪ oh, cookie, cookie, cookie
♪ starts with "c"
- You know, that was just rude.
I thought english people were supposed to be polite.
- Why are you protecting James MacPherson?
He tried to kill the both of us,
And believe me, he will turn on you.
- Don't they all? - Who?
- Men... Eventually.
Neanderthals.
- You know, for somebody who's been unconscious
For 100 years,
You've really held on to some anger.
- Not unconscious...
Just immobile.
- Oh, right.
What? You mean while you're bronzed,
You're awake?
- We didn't know that.
- Offers a lady time to think.
- So what did you come here for?
- Yeah, look, you either tell us what and where it is
Or watch us tear this whole place apart
Looking for it.
- Pull out the second drawer down on the right.
Empty it out.
Turn it over.
Pull open the panel on the back.
- What's this?
- Go over to the bottom set of shutters.
Grasp the top inner vents on each side
And close them simultaneously.
- un, deux, trois.
- et voila.
That will show you the hiding place
Mr. MacPherson had so much trouble locating.
- Here we go.
- Oh!
"put the candle back."
Young Frankenstein.
Never mind.
- Okay, just keep her covered, Pete.
So do you want to tell us about this?
- It's a family heirloom.
- Right.
Why did MacPherson want it?
- I have no idea.
- Pete, the--the wiring on the vest
Matches the wiring on the switch.
- Yeah, the wiring on the vest
Matches the wiring on the switch.
- That has nothing to do with the vest.
- Oh, of course we believe you. - Yeah, right.
Why wouldn't we? - You want to do the honors?
- I do.
[electricity surges]
[both groaning]
- Oh, what the hell?
- Thank goodness these things haven't changed much.
- How come you're not affected?
- Oh, magnetic boots...
Specially made.
- That explains why my head still hurts.
I guess we know now why they bronzed you.
- Don't speculate upon things about which you know nothing.
- Ooh, there's that anger again.
- Well, there must be some reason why they bronzed you.
- The world was a different place.
A century ago, it was easier to believe
In the possibility of a time machine
Than in the reality that a woman thought one up.
- Well, if you wrote those novels,
Then--then who was H.G. Wells?
- My brother charles was the writer.
I supplied the ideas, the research.
Charles supplied the mustache.
- Oh, hey, I'm, uh, digging the iron vest, by the way.
It really brings out your eyes.
- Who's angry now?
- [sighs]
So do, uh, all your dates work out this way?
- On a scale of one to ten, I'm giving this one a seven.
- [sighs]
[whooshing]
- Is this Joshua's department?
- The antimatter storage facility
Is part of this building somewhere.
I just--I don't know where. This place is huge.
[beeping]
- Josh! Joshua!
- Claud--Claudia.
Wait a minute.
[alarm sounds] - [shouting in french]
- What? I'm a what? Claudia! Get off me.
- Joshua, are you all right?
- Claudia, what's happening?
- Joshua, give me the briefcase.
- Claudia, his hand.
Look at his hand!
- Thanks for all your help.
- Joshua!
I thought she was hot,
But she's also obviously a--
- Cavorite.
- Yeah, yeah, I'm sure she was that too.
- No, cavorite was-- was an anti-gravity metal
That wells wrote about,
But cavorite doesn't exist.
I mean, there's no such thing.
- Myka, in this job
There's no such thing as no such thing.
We just met the female H.G. Wells,
For crying out loud.
- Good point.
- So how do we shut down cavorite?
- Maybe she ran some sort of electric current through it
To increase its properties.
- Right. What the hell, then?
- What? What are you doing?
- I'm fighting fire with fire.
- What? - [groans]
If I can just
Ram the tesla into this--
Hold on.
Or--or--or don't.
[both groaning]
[Farnsworth buzzing] That's a high ceiling.
- Yeah.
- Artie. - We have a problem.
- Yeah, Artie, so do we.
She got away.
- Yeah, she took off in this-- I don't know--
Cool, iron, steampunky vest thing.
It looked more like an artifact than a fashion choice.
- He's fine. He's fine. Come here. Come here.
Hack in.
Run a search on H.G. Wells' inventions,
Specifically those not in the Warehouse.
- On it.
- Now listen-- - Artie, is that Claudia?
Is she okay? Where did you find her?
- Guys, I'm okay. Joshua broke his leg.
- Everybody stop!
Bigger fish.
Now, did you actually talk to H.G. Wells?
What is she up to?
- She? - Later!
- She really wasn't very talkative.
- Artie, did you know that when you're bronzed,
You can still think?
- Yes. - All right, check it.
- The imperceptor vest.
Wearer can move fast enough to be imperceptible
To the naked eye. - I don't know.
She had it on. Nothing happened.
I would've thought she'd have used it.
- Well, is it operational?
- Accor--according to the schematics,
It needs a small but very powerful energy source.
- Which wouldn't have existed 100 years ago.
- She probably could find one now.
- Yeah.
- Like, for instance, antimatter.
- I still don't understand why she needs the vest.
- The escher vault.
That's why they need the antimatter,
To power the vest to get through the escher vault.
- And what is the escher vault?
- It's where the personal effects are kept
Of anyone who's been bronzed.
And to get through that,
She would need something like the imperceptor.
- So where's the vault?
- It's in the Warehouse.
They're going back to the Warehouse.
He knew we would follow him.
He wants the Warehouse empty. You stupid--
- Artie, if Claudia's not the breach,
And it's obvious that you don't think she is,
Then that leaves only-- - Leena.
- Mrs. Frederic...
You're here.
- So it would appear.
- Are you all right?
I thought you were supposed to be in the hospital.
- When the explosion happened, where were you exactly?
- I was at the Warehouse.
- You don't remember.
You've been having lapses...
Blackouts?
Sometimes you even wake up in a different place.
- How do you know that?
- Look at me.
- What was that?
- As I suspected.
- [coughs, gasps]
- Drink this.
Not too much.
- What is it?
- Absinthe.
- You tried to kill me.
- Yeah, sorry about that,
But I had no choice.
There's no other way to remove the pearl.
- The pearl?
What are you-- what are you talking about?
[coughs] - The pearl of wisdom.
MacPherson must have planted it in your inner ear weeks ago.
Do you recall a night when you had bad dreams?
- Yes...
Yes, over a month ago, horrible nightmares.
- That was the pearl attaching itself.
If a person uses it properly,
They can control your thoughts and movements.
- No, but the tape.
It was Claudia who debronzed MacPherson.
- Think. See it clearly now.
- [gasps]
Harriet tubman's thimble.
It was me?
Mrs. Frederic, it was me.
- It's done.
Why are you wearing those beads?
- Well, if I remove them,
My blood will eat through my own veins.
[chuckles] little gift from an old friend.
- We have to assume they're not too far behind us.
- Not to worry.
I've created a few diversions, just in case.
- There.
The antimatter's attached.
Let's see if this works or if it kills me, shall we?
[whirring]
- Oh.
[whirring]
- Behind you.
[laughing] - Oh. I'm impressed.
I'm so pleased it didn't kill you.
- That seemed very easy.
- Well, access to the escher vault
Is not the issue.
20 years ago, a curious agent
Entered the vault and hasn't been heard of since.
I do hope you don't run into him.
- We're taking the long way around.
- MacPherson will expect us to take the most direct route.
- How'd we beat Pete and Myka back?
- Something to do with the destruction
Of historical landmarks-- I spoke to scotland yard.
Anyway, you left the packet out for them, right?
- On your desk.
Why do MacPherson and wells need the vest?
- Because the escher vault is a maze
Of stairs and walkways, constantly rapidly moving.
If you don't have a way to navigate it,
You'd be lost in there for a lifetime.
Now, if wells can figure out a way
To make the vest operational,
She can move quickly enough to get right through it.
- So what if we deactivate everything--
- Claudia, I can either run or lecture.
I cannot do both.
- This is running?
- Wait.
Something is off.
- How can you tell?
- [sniffs] take a whiff.
- [sniffs] fudge.
- Right there.
- Boom goes the dynamite.
- Yeah. Chameleon mines.
They blend into the landscape so you can't see them.
- MacPherson.
- Yeah, we're gonna have to find an alternate route.
Wait.
- Again? I don't smell fudge.
- I have to think like him.
He knew I would make it this far.
He knew I would test it,
And he will expect me to turn around, so...
- Wait.
Now you've got me doing it.
Look.
Dante's death mask. - So?
- So I do a lot of inventory.
It doesn't belong there.
[gasps] - Nice catch.
- How come it didn't go off before?
- Because we triggered it on the way through.
He wants to box us in, and he's done that.
- Okay, well, the flames only go up eight rows.
All we have to do is climb 20,
Run across the top, and climb down.
- All we have to do?
- On the upside, you'll be able to work off
Some of those extra pounds you've been griping about.
- Devil child. [Farnsworth buzzing]
- When do I get one of those? - Two weeks after never.
- Artie, what's going on?
- Great, you're back. Now listen to me.
Do not deviate one iota
From what I'm about to tell you.
- Got it, Artie. We're on our way.
- Wait, wait.
This place is full of booby traps.
You're gonna have to take a long, circuitous route.
Aside from that, hurry!
- Or...
- Ooh. - Yeah.
- Hey, if you're gonna grab me like that,
I need some sweet talk. - Just shut up and drive.
[both scream]
Watch out! You are going hit that, okay?
It should be me driving right now.
- Would you just let me steer?
- Or that.
That--that works too.
- Ah.
Did you get it?
- Mission accomplished.
- Where's the vest?
- Left it behind.
It was spent.
- All said and done, it wasn't terribly difficult.
- Hmm.
Before we go,
Should we celebrate?
- What exactly did you have in mind?
Oh. You really are the most unpredictable woman.
[handcuffs clicking]
- Took you long enough.
I thought I was gonna have to kiss that.
- Oh.
- Game over, huh?
- So a long way to go for nothing, eh, james?
- We still have some bargaining left.
Wells is still in the vault, arthur.
I know what the plan is. Let me go.
I'll tell you everything.
- I'm disappointed but not surprised.
[whirring]
- James. James.
- I knew you'd use it.
- Use--
The phoenix?
You put it in my pocket.
- I wanted you to see what I saw--
The darkness,
The emptiness,
That it's all for nothing.
- No, james, I saw light...
And peace. I felt nothing but hope.
- Hope? - Yeah.
- But all this time, I thought...
I knew the truth.
I'm sorry, arthur.
- So she's gone.
There's absolutely no trace of her.
- None.
I found the vest outside.
- So is she dangerous?
I mean, do we really need to find her?
- Yes, and absolutely.
Can't just have H.G. Wells wandering around the world.
No, no, no, no, no.
We let her out, got to put her back.
- That was completely different. - That is so disgusting.
- You're acting like I did this on purpose.
- Totally not true.
- If anybody should be shell-shocked about this,
I think it should be me.
- I don't see it that way,
Since I was the victim here.
- You?
You were the victim?
- Yeah.
Glad you're seeing it my way.
You wanted to talk to me about something?
- Claudia, go easy.
We've all been through a lot.
- Worst case of identity theft ever.
- All right.
Maybe this will help.
- No way.
Does this mean I'm an agent now?
- No, it means I can reach you any time of day or night.
- Okay, not as good.
- Just be careful. It belonged to philo.
- "philo" as in philo farnsworth?
- She gets farnsworth's farnsworth?
- Artie. - Yeah, I--don't lose it.
- Okay.
I--thanks.
Thank you for coming after me.
- Yeah.
Okay, why is everybody hugging all the time around here?
I still have a bump on my head, you know?
- Okay.
Jealous?
- Not even close. - You sure?
- Not even. - Really?
- Let me just see it. - No, I don't think so.
- I just want to see it. - You're gonna have to chase me.
- Come here, you. - No.
Give chase, Pete Lattimer.
- Whoa! Look out!
- Let's see what h.G. Took, shall we?
- How do you remember that password?
- I do a lot of crossword puzzles.
- Ah.
How do we navigate once we're in there?
- That's the trick, isn't it?
They needed to use the imperceptor vest.
We've got other options.
- [gasps, chuckles]
- Put these on.
Don't take them off under any circumstances.
- Okay, this is amazing.
[gasps]
- What did I say? - Sorry.
Ah, look, there are a few items missing--
Her locket, her ring...
And her compact.
But why?
- Why indeed?
[trip-hop music]
♪
- Hey.
What you working on there?
- Something I've been thinking about for a very long time.
♪
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