Previously on Warehouse 13...
- Someone sh*t her.
- Artie k*lled Leena.
We've all been whammied
at some point, right?
I cast you out.
Claudia, no!
You separated the evil
from Artie.
You knew the world
needed saving
even if it cost you the only
father you've ever known.
Holy metaphor.
- Artie's brain is...
- The Warehouse.
What's wrong?
It's reality
finding its way in.
It's the fight
that matters, Artie.
Now go.
No!
Yes!
I have something to say.
Ever since
I started working here,
what I thought I knew
about the world,
it--it changes
pretty much every day.
Artie did what he did
with the astrolabe
to save Warehouse 13.
To save all of us.
As far as we know,
to save the whole damn world.
Sometimes artifacts,
they--they can do terrible,
unspeakable things to people.
I mean, heck,
one time an artifact
made me think
I slept with Myka.
- Pete!
- Exactly.
What happened
after the astrolabe--
Brother Adrian, the stolen
artifacts, the orchid...
Leena--
That wasn't Artie.
What I know about the world,
it changes every day.
There's one thing
that doesn't change.
Warehouse 13 does not work
without this man.
We need him.
You need him.
Thank you, Agent Lattimer.
But we'd already
come to the same conclusion.
- Wha--oh.
Well, then there you go.
- You've what?
- No, Artie.
Shh, no, I'm--
I'm resting my case.
We see no need for punishment
at this juncture.
You can't be serious.
Leena was a valued member
of the team and a friend.
But she knew the risks
and accepted them.
This is her video
signature statement.
We thought seeing it
might give you some closure.
Her death was a tragic,
yet unavoidable casualty
in our ongoing mission.
We are reinstating you
as soon as possible.
I k*lled her!
Did you?
Did Arthur Nielson k*ll Leena?
Would you have willingly
taken her life--any life--
No.
But it doesn't change the fact
she d*ed by my hand.
And you will have to
live with that.
I fear that sentence
is far more severe
than any this tribunal
could mete out.
Adrian: [Echoing]
An evil that will live with you
the rest of your days.
We're adjourned.
Claude, what is it?
They didn't say
anything about it.
About what?
I cast you out!
Nothing.
Never mind.
Artie, maybe we should talk
about what happened back there.
No, we probably shouldn't.
Maybe we should
just give him his space.
No, no, Pete.
His space is really,
really dark right now.
Did you hear him?
He wanted to be punished.
He is not okay, Pete.
Maybe he'll never be okay.
I mean, we just got him back
and now he's farther away
than ever.
And where is Claudia?
She went back to the B&B.
I don't know.
Maybe she's avoiding
the Warehouse or Artie or both.
I do not like
what's happening.
Yeah, well,
like you've been saying, Mykes.
We just need
to keep moving, okay?
And I'm sure
some scary artifact thing
will come up
before we can say "ping."
Pick up! Pick up!
It's Linus Bentley!
Somebody knows!
We gotta get out!
We gotta!
Oh, God!
Please! You don't understand.
Please!
What are you--
what are you doing?
What are you doing?
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
Please stop!
Help me!
Stop!
My God! No! Please!
Please stop!
Help me!
Oh, my God!
Help me!
Oh, God!
Warehouse 13
04x12 - "Parks And Rehabilitation"
Original Air Date - April 23, 2013
That is about the deadest guy
I've ever seen.
Did you talk to the people
who found the body?
Yeah, yeah, a couple of day
hikers said they heard a scream,
felt a tremor, and then
something about a blue glow.
A man gets sucked
into the ground.
Well, it sounds like
an artifact to me.
Yeah, maybe something
quicksand-related.
Promises to be
loads of fun though.
How's Claudia?
Eh, she's up
looking for clues.
Not really the outdoorsy type.
I think it was a good idea
for her to come with me.
It'll keep her mind off Artie.
How's he doing?
Well, he's been
in the stacks all morning.
Steve and I are gonna go
look for him in a bit.
Oh, an ATV!
Oh, man I love ATVs.
Hey, Mykes,
you think the Warehouse
- could get a decked out--
- No.
Hello?
- Hi there.
- Hey.
Special Agent Pete Lattimer,
Secret Service.
Whoa.
- No. Secret Service?
- Yeah.
That is very cool.
I'm Ranger Evan Smith.
Ranger Smith?
"Hey, Mr. Ranger, sir."
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Man, you probably get that
all the time.
"Hey, Boo-Boo."
- Nope, can't say that I do.
- What?
- No.
- No? The--the cartoon?
- Listen, uh...
- Right.
People are freaking out
about this.
Seismic activity
doesn't usually limit itself
to a few square yards,
you know what I mean?
Mm-hmm.
How does something
like this even happen?
Well, you'd be surprised
at the kind of things
that could happen.
"Go with Pete," they said.
"You'll love it.
Sunshine and fresh air."
Ow!
Why am I so delicious to you?
I've sat on too many laptops
not to know that sound.
Hey.
What did you find?
I think--yep.
Buried cell phone.
Coincidence?
Hardly ever.
Can you hack it?
- I think--
- Oh.
Might take me a little bit.
Well, Bentley could have
dropped it on his way down.
Who?
Linus Bentley, our victim.
He's the president
of Qualcascommunications.
I got his wallet and his cards,
but no artifact on him.
Which might mean somebody else
did the whammying?
Let's find out who would
want this guy dead, huh?
All right,
scanning for info now.
Ugh, my connection sucks
out here.
You know we're in the middle
of a forest, right?
[Hisses] Ow!
Stop that.
Well aware.
I'll k*ll your whole family.
[Electronic beep]
Okay.
Linus Bentley, telecom guru.
His name's all over
the Oregon blogosphere.
Apparently a substation
Qualcast is building
is drawing the wrath of
Green First, a local nonprofit,
claiming that the signals
are disturbing
a local owl sanctuary,
probably k*lling bees.
Oh, they've been trying
to get construction shut down.
Bentley's a good place
to start
if green first wanted this
project buried.
- All right, you guys ready?
- Yeah, let's go.
All right, up.
Come on.
Bad choice of words.
It's just that he's in
a really scary place right now
and I just--I hate
to think about him wandering
by himself down here
in crazy town.
You don't think
that he would do anything?
I--I don't--
- Oh, my God! Artie!
- Artie! Don't!
Aah!
Ow! Ah!
What is wrong with you?
Us?
You with the--the--the blade!
No?
"No" what?
I was redistributing its
energy weight.
Has to be done every 90 days.
What are you doing here anyway?
I thought you were on a ping
with Pete in Oregon.
I sent Claudia with Pete.
- You sent?
- Uh-huh.
Since when do you--
You know what?
It's fine.
It's fine with me.
Whatever.
No, Artie,
yell at me, please.
- I said it was fine.
- No!
I should have consulted you.
I should have--
Myka, stop.
- [Sighs]
- What's this?
It's nothing.
Give it--give that to me.
What is this?
"Leena's list"?
[Sighs]
Yes, it's, uh, things that...
she did to keep
certain artifacts in balance.
Somebody--somebody has to
keep doing it.
Anyway.
Doesn't matter.
Just leave it.
Leave me alone.
Artie, let us help you.
- Yeah.
- Help me?
I've been doing this job alone
for 35 years.
- Thank you very much.
- You know what?
Fine, Artie.
You just go do everything
by yourself,
and we'll just follow you around
and watch you.
Fine.
Good luck with that.
- Clean up that mess you made!
- [Sighs]
Ah, so this is
an environmental nonprofit, huh?
Yeah, what'd you expect?
I don't know.
Hippies in tie-dye singing
Age Of Aquarius.
You know Vietnam's over,
right?
For those of us
who've watched
the director's cut of Platoon,
it'll never be over.
Okay, great.
Start with the block
of spaulding
near the community gardens.
We only need
another 65 signatures.
- Hello.
- Hi.
You look like you might be
in charge.
Hi. Yes.
Welcome to Green First.
I'm Autumn Radnor.
Thank you for coming.
Oh, it's great to see
people coming out
to help with their dads.
Ahh, that's what it feels like
to be sh*t.
We just moved
into the storefront,
so it's a little hectic
around here,
but I know they could really
use some help in the phone bank.
Uh, no, me and my non-related-
work-partner-colleague-
who's-really-not-young-enough-
to-be-my-daughter person and I
have some questions
about Linus Bentley.
Seriously?
He's using the government
to intimidate us now?
That is pretty desperate.
You can tell him
we're not backing down.
We're not here
about the birds.
- Owls.
- Owls are birds.
It's not just about the owls.
It's about greed.
"We do not ride the railroad,
it rides upon us."
Ding!
Who is Henry David Thoreau?
Six years of college, so...
If we don't stop them here,
it's only a matter of time
before we lose the forest
completely.
Look, you can tell him--
Look, Ferngully,
we understand
that you're pissed, okay?
But Bentley didn't send us.
Actually, he's--
he's dead.
Linus is--
he's--he's dead?
Oh, my God.
He was k*lled
in the Cowan National Forest...
ironically.
Excuse me, I...
have to make a call.
Um, Becky will answer
any of your questions.
So Bentley was
in the woods yesterday
because he was scouting
locations for cell towers.
Well, that makes sense,
but she doesn't.
I mean, first thing,
he's the devil.
Next thing you know,
she's crying over his death.
I don't know if that's
suspicious or just another facet
of women I'll never understand.
Is there anything
about women you understand?
Booby region.
[Cell phone rings]
Oh.
[Beep] Bingo.
I cloned his SIM card.
It was damaged, but I managed
to get a few numbers.
- Anything good?
- Couple of calls to the office,
and the last one to a different
number yesterday afternoon.
A place called
"Fine Young Cannabis
Organic Healing."
It's just that Bentley didn't
seem like the kind of guy
that'd be into
medical marijuana.
Oh, this place smells like
my guitar teacher.
Geoff Nevins?
Mr. Nevins?
Hello?
Is anybody here?
We're not cops.
You know just about every cop
who comes in here
probably says that.
Good point.
Okay!
We're the cops!
Claude.
[Beep]
Pick up, Geoff!
Pick up!
It's Linus Bentley!
Somebody knows!
We gotta get out!
We gotta--
Oh, God!
[Beep]
Blue glow.
Wanna take a wild guess
why he never got that message?
Holy ganja, Batman.
Ah, well, the blue glow
is from the grow lights.
[Exhales]
- Uh, Pete?
- Yeah?
Look at this.
Isn't that the same symbol
that was carved into the tree
in the woods?
Yes, it is.
Looks like Geoff Nevins
is taking a dirt nap.
Hey, I got the Warehouse
system looking for anything
that moves dirt.
So far, no luck.
This symbol,
I've seen it before.
Yeah, back in the woods,
but--
Somewhere else.
May I?
[Scatting]
What are you doing?
Tippy-tappy is my thing.
Uh, Secret Service Database,
so...
Ah.
[Electronic beeping]
I forgot my password.
May I?
[Beep] Really?
"Peterulz23"?
All right.
Yeah, I remember thinking
it was weird
when "Peterulz" 1 through 22
were taken.
And... bazinga.
See?
I know things.
Wow. Okay.
Details?
About ten years ago,
there was a psycho group
of tree-huggers
from the northwest.
They called themselves
The Last People On Earth.
This calls them
eco-t*rrorists.
That's the psycho part.
Anything with "terror" in it
comes up on our radar.
These guys did some
pretty gnarly vandalism
at some logging sites
in Oregon.
Wow, these guys were hardcore.
Used the Cowan Forest
as their cover,
hit dozens of construction
sites over two years.
The Lorax meets
Red Dawn.
Says here they dropped off
the map ten years ago.
So why are they back now?
I don't know.
Maybe they got their
green thumbs on an artifact.
Instead of just burning down
equipment, now they're--
They're going right
to the source.
They're k*lling anyone
they think is harming
the environment.
Linus Bentley was gonna tear up
the forest
for cell phone towers.
All right, well,
how do we find
these Last People On Earth?
Okay, most of the members
stayed anonymous.
Only one they caught
was Ryan Clayton,
and he d*ed in prison
a year ago.
Maybe they're back
at their old digs?
The FBI trace them to an
abandoned cabin in Cowan Forest.
Oh, and I know just the...
[As Yogi Bear]
Mr. Ranger sir
to lead Yogi and Boo-Boo
directly
to a pic-a-nic central.
Roo-roo.
I've never been
in here before.
[Sighs]
Artie, what is this?
It's where she wor--
It's where Leena worked.
[Sighs]
It's very peaceful.
Yes, it is.
What is this circle?
It's a feng shui spiral
that originated
in Warehouse Six.
It reads our
more difficult artifacts.
Determines
the overpowering emotion
behind their creation.
So we can shelve them
properly.
Yes, it's how Leena
interpreted
an artifact's energy.
Where's the porthole from?
Oh, that's, uh--that's from the
airship Norge, right?
It was the first dirigible
to cross the North Pole.
Pete and I snagged that,
what, Artie, two years ago?
Yes, it's been in the Ovoid
Quarantine ever since.
It's time we gave it a home.
[Sighs]
[Shimmering tone]
I think you should buy
a vowel.
- I would imagine...
- It means "great sorrow."
Thank you.
Uh...
All right, aisle...
Toledo 81-K.
Satisfied I'm not gonna
b*at myself to death
with this porthole?
Fine.
Good-bye now.
I don't think our presence
is having the desired effect.
So this is the place?
It's nothing but
a b*rned-out shack now.
What happened?
A forest fire?
Well, the story I heard was
that the FBI got a lead
on one of those
last earth guys,
they chased him up here,
and set fire to the place
before he got arrested.
Uh, listen, if you guys
can find your own way back...
I gotta go deal with a drum
circle in the picnic meadow.
Ooh, well, I got some tear gas
in the car if you wanna...
[Imitates tear gas exploding]
[Mock crying]
I'm joking, 'cause it's just
a drum circle, so...
So... why would Ryan Clayton
burn down
his own group's base?
Uh, force of habit?
His favorite thing
is burning things down.
Oh, wow.
That's beautiful.
Yeah, shoulda focused more
on the art
and less on the arson.
You know, if the LPE
are back in action,
I don't think they're working
from here.
Hey, Claude,
check this out.
"In wildness is
the preservation of the world."
Yeah, it's the lyrics
to an awesome Metallica song,
but it's also
a Henry David Thoreau quote.
Now, who do we know
that's protesting Bentley
that's against
medical marijuana farming
and likes to quote HDT?
You think Autumn is one
of The Last People On Earth?
Well, collecting petitions
is nice,
but nothing says
"Stop raping the forest"
like an artifact.
[Tires screeching]
She pulls out the artifact,
stay away from dirt.
That's my everyday
philosophy.
[Thud]
Looks like she was making
a break for it.
Think she got out the window?
Yeah, yeah, she, uh...
She's probably long gone by now.
We'll never catch her.
We might as well go back...
- to the hotel!
- Get away from me!
Aah!
[Both grunting]
Aah! Ugh! God!
Peppers... so good in burritos,
so bad in the eyes.
- Pete, watch it.
- Oh, thanks.
- Where's the artifact?
- The what?
Whatever you used
to bury Bentley and Nevins.
You think I k*lled them?
Well, the whole packing
and fleeing thing
is kind of a dead giveaway.
We know you were part
of The Last People On Earth
and now you're picking off
mother nature's enemies.
- No, they were my friends.
- What? Your friends?
Yes, I was a member,
but so was Linus, so was Geoff.
What?
They were all LPE?
Yes, we all were.
And now someone knows
who we are,
what we did, and they're
k*lling us one by one.
I probably shouldn't have
held on to this,
but I just couldn't
help myself.
Oh, is that you?
And, uh, there's Linus
and Geoff.
What about these two?
That's Annie.
She d*ed of cancer
two years back.
- And that's Ryan.
- Oh, yeah.
The guy who took the rap
and d*ed in prison.
The FBI ID'd him.
Hunted him up to the cabin.
He b*rned it down to keep them
from finding any evidence
linking the rest
of us to the LPE.
So how'd the group
get started?
We met in college.
Found out we all had
the same concerns and interests.
Like vandalism, pyromania?
Like protecting the Cowan
Forest from Lockhart Logging.
They were tearing it apart
and we had to stop them
before there was
nothing left.
By blowing up
their equipment?
We were young
and idealistic... and stupid.
It wasn't like that
at the start,
but things started
getting crazy.
We were hitting bigger targets,
causing more damage,
and then...
someone got hurt.
It scared us.
So you all just walked away?
Are you gonna arrest me?
It's not really our thing.
Lockhart Logging.
I mean, if anyone wanted
you guys dead
after all this time--
Haddon Lockhart
runs the company.
He really,
really didn't like us.
To be fair, you blew up
a lot of his stuff.
Worse.
We never wanted
to hurt anyone,
and we thought the logging site
was empty for the night,
but Lockhart was there.
He was the one who was hurt
in the expl*si*n.
So if anyone has a reason
to want you dead--
Where is Lockhart these days?
Still running the company.
Okay, look,
I'm gonna go talk to him.
Claude, stay with Autumn, okay?
Make sure he doesn't
get to her.
You got it.
[Shimmering tone]
[Rumbling]
- [Exhales]
- Artie, so...
You're not gonna watch it?
Won't change anything.
Won't bring her back.
You know, I remember when
I made my signature statement.
Saying it out loud,
talking about the risks
and the dangers,
it was so scary.
But it...
It kind of makes you realize
how important this is, you know?
She didn't understand.
She did not agree to this.
Yes, she did.
We all did.
You should watch it.
[Electronic tones]
Wait.
Isn't--isn't that where--
That is where we shelved
the Norge Porthole.
This is bad.
We have to go.
Secret Service?
What's this about?
Do you remember a group called
The Last People On Earth?
[Sighs]
You damn right I do.
Those crazy bunch
of maniacs...
nearly k*lled me.
They firebombed
my construction yard.
Maybe they didn't know
you were there.
They're a bunch of psychos.
If I ever find out
who the rest of them were--
You'd what?
Bury 'em alive?
That'd be too good for them.
It took years--years--
to get that camp
up and running again.
Hundreds of lost jobs,
millions in lost revenue.
I thought they'd all
be in jail by now.
How did the FBI get a lead
on Ryan Clayton?
That was an anonymous tip.
And he refused to identify
his cohorts.
You see this?
This was the happiest day
of my life.
The day I stood up and testified
against that t*rror1st.
All of his family were there,
all of them in shock.
But you know what?
You raise a monster,
that's what happens.
Oh, my God.
[Gasps]
I haven't seen this
in a long time.
2002 Sasquatch Festival.
I drove all night for that.
Ryan didn't want to go,
but I dragged him for backup
while I stalked Adam Duritz.
- No, you did not.
- Yes, I did.
Oh, my God.
Why would you do that?
Because I had a real thing
for dreadlocks.
- Eww!
- I know.
They were terrible ones too.
It wasn't pretty.
So, uh...
Do you ever have any regrets
about the whole
you-were-by-definition-
a-t*rror1st thing?
We made some bad decisions.
Really bad ones.
But we did good things too.
The LPE was the first time I
felt like something
I was doing mattered.
I never gave much thought
to tomorrow.
[Sighs]
I, uh--man.
I think about tomorrow
all the time right now.
Why's that?
Uh, well...
Couple of weeks ago,
I got into a fight, um...
with someone at work--
my boss--
and I had to
do something that...
I thought could help him,
but also
could possibly k*ll him.
That last part doesn't sound
like a metaphor.
Long story.
Didn't actually k*ll him,
by the way.
I just--
[Sighs]
Now I don't know
what to do about it with him.
Oh, Claudia, when I was
your age, I was a mess.
Maybe everyone's a mess
in their 20s.
And you don't get
any do-overs.
You just get older
and figure things out as you go.
[Glass shatters]
Shh.
[Cell phone vibrates]
Stop right there.
Hello, Autumn.
Evan?
That's Ranger Smith.
What?
No, that's Evan.
Ryan's brother Evan.
Well, I had to
change my name.
It's pretty tough to get
a government job
when you're related
to a convicted t*rror1st.
That's what's doing it.
That--dude, that lantern--
- You wanna see what it does?
- No, no, I'm good.
[Shimmering tone]
[Screaming]
[Grunts]
Claudia!
Aah!
Stop!
[Screams]
Evan, you k*lled the others?
One of you betrayed Ryan
and turned him in to Lockhart
and his g*ons.
You don't know what happened!
What Ryan--
No, stop! Just stop!
You're the worst of the bunch.
I was just a kid when you sent
my brother to prison.
Now I'm gonna
get justice for him.
Freeze!
Oh, great.
Yogi's here.
Drop that lantern.
You drop first.
[Shimmering tone]
[Screams]
Sleep tight.
Get in.
Oh! Oh!
No! No!
[Screaming]
Ah, no. No.
No, no, no, no!
Damn it!
[Muffled screams]
Oh, my God. Pete!
Oh, my God.
Pete! - Aah!
[Grunting, gasping]
Are you okay?
I got dirt in places...
[spits]
where dirt should never be, but
otherwise, yeah, I'm fine.
Listen, Evan Smith
is actually...
Evan Clayton.
I saw the picture in
Lockhart's office.
He's no Ranger
Smith and he lied!
He knows who Yogi Bear is.
He's a liar!
He took Autumn!
I don't know where he went.
Kept her alive for a reason.
We gotta find out why.
Come on, Claude. Let's go.
[Shimmering, buzzing]
Jeez. What is happening?
I was in Ovoid when
I heard the alarm.
Artifacts must have done
this by themselves.
All right.
- What the hell is that?
- It's a goo-nade.
Claudia made it.
She has to put her
name on everything.
Well, should we take cover?
Or you could just throw it
and we'll see what happens.
- [Coughs] - [Coughs]
Uh...
Started here at the
Norge Porthole.
Artie!
This crate has busted
open from the inside.
It says "Da Vinci's gargoyle"?
I don't like the
sound of that.
[Creature growls]
Actually, that sound--
that's the one I don't like.
Everybody get down!
[Creature roars]
Damn it.
He took Autumn someplace else.
So how did he figure out
who the other members were
if Ryan never talked?
Claude, I think this might
be Ryan's old journal.
Listen to this:
"Successful strike
with September
"and Purple Haze today.
Lockhart out of
commission soon."
Code names.
In case the journal
was discovered,
he wanted to protect
their identities.
Obviously, Geoff
Nevins is Purple Haze,
and September is the
first month in autumn.
So Evan must have
found that journal
after his brother
d*ed and figured out
who the other members
were that way.
He must think they
sold his brother out.
How much damage can he
do with that thing?
I don't know, but
I bet I know where.
Does Lockhart's main logging
camp seem like a sure bet?
If he's going after the
people who wronged his brother.
Lockhart's at the
top of that list,
and I doubt Evan cares
how many people
he takes out with him.
Should be just a
few more miles down.
Whoa!
Well, whatever Evan's
planning, he wants privacy.
We'll never make
it in time on foot.
Do you think your Prius
can jump the chasm?
Probably not.
But while we're airborne,
we can check bing
to see how deep the hole is
as we plummet to our deaths.
Or maybe we go off-road.
Yee-ha!
There are no men. Only boys.
You all right?
I was just att*cked
by a stone gargoyle.
It's probably gonna be one
of my new favorite scars.
- Artie, is that thing alive?
- No, no, no, no.
It's a machine.
It's one of Da Vinci's
lost inventions.
At the end of his life,
the Italian government
commissioned him
to build a device
to protect the treasures
of the Milan...
Cathedral!
Let me guess: It
worked too well
and kept everyone away.
Well, it says here the agents
from warehouse Eight got lucky.
It was struck with a
bolt of lightning,
shutting it down long
enough to snag and bag.
- Got lucky?
- Yeah.
Look, uh, I left my
Tesla back in the office.
- But I could keep low--
- Tesla? No, no, no, no, no.
Tesla--no, no, no.
One bolt isn't gonna be
strong enough, but--
Aha!
That means he has an idea.
I'm not gonna evacuate my
camp because of some eco-freak.
Look, this guy is dangerous.
He shut down the
road to the camp.
He's probably already here.
And my men and I will
handle it our way.
I'm not gonna hand over
this entire operation
on a silver platter.
- [Scoffs]
- No sign of him.
Do we think the
lantern's strong enough
to sink the whole camp?
[Shudders]
I recognize that look. Vibe?
Claude... that cliff.
I'll bet he's up there.
A landslide from there
could bury the whole camp.
[Boom]
Let's go!
[All shouting]
Oh, God.
I hate when I'm right.
You're going to k*ll
all those people!
Where was your
compassion for Ryan?
Huh?
He never gave you up. Not once.
Not to me, not to
the police, no one.
Could have kept him
out of prison.
You know that?
He d*ed in a cage for your cause
while the rest of you
got to live your lives.
Evan, you can still stop this.
No, Autumn...
I read his journal.
He loved you.
And I loved him.
You're a liar!
That's why I saved you for last.
I wanted you to watch
the others die!
After I take this place
out, they'll find you
and you'll die a t*rror1st for
all those things you did before.
Same fate that you
left for my brother!
[Grunts]
Ha! Who's smarter than
the average bear now?
Autumn, grab the lantern!
Hey, Claudia. Claudia, no!
Claudia!
That's not good.
Steve, you ready?
I hate this plan.
Why do I have to be the bait?
'Cause it already likes you.
As in it's tasted my
blood and wants more.
Another way of putting it.
[Creature growls]
[Creature roars]
I think it sees me.
Well, then go! Run!
Yeah, sort of my only option.
[Creature roars]
[Screams]
You only get one sh*t at this!
Yeah, it relaxes me.
Aah!
[Creature growls]
[Electricity buzzes]
Ah!
Great.
- [Laughs]
- Oh, my God.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
Nice sh*t, Myka.
But I still don't understand
what caused all this.
Must be the porthole. Right?
We must have shelved
it in the wrong place.
No, no, the spiral
was very clear.
Well, maybe there's something
wrong with the spiral.
[Shimmering tone]
Wait.
- What are you doing?
- Here's the plan.
You're gonna lower me
down with the belt
and I'm gonna grab the lantern.
- Pete, no!
- Claudia--
I'm lighter!
Damn it.
I hate when you're right!
[Rumbling]
Me too.
Careful. Ah! Ah! Ah!
Don't twist the belt.
It's Prada.
I'll make that my priority.
Careful.
Get it. [Grunts]
- [Grunting]
- Get it.
- You got it.
- Yeah.
Bringing you up.
[Both grunting]
Come here. Good job.
Ah!
How many times
can we try this?
[Shimmering tone]
That's a different symbol again.
It means... "misplaced anger."
Five readings, five
different results.
Something wrong with the spiral.
Artie, this doesn't
make any sense.
The Airship Norge was the first
to cross the North Pole.
Anger, sorrow--those
emotions have no connection
to that at all.
I'm gonna put this
back in the Ovoid,
let it be a problem
for Warehouse 14.
Artie, what if it isn't the
spiral that's not working?
What if it's...
you know, perhaps...
the person who's
using the spiral?
Maybe?
I mean, look at this place.
It's so serene.
And maybe--maybe the
spiral worked for Leena
because she was so
calm and centered.
That makes sense.
It's the only way it could
get an accurate reading.
But the spiral read me.
Anger, sorrow, fear.
[Sighs]
How the hell am I
supposed to do this?
With us.
Artie...
You don't have to do
this by yourself.
We can figure all of this out,
everything on Leena's list.
We'll--we'll do it
together, all of us.
You know, Buddha says
peace comes from within.
Just might take a few lifetimes.
Very comforting.
Here.
You might be a lifetime
or two ahead of me.
I'll save you a
seat in nirvana.
[Shimmering tone]
It says
"indescribable beauty."
Well, that's--
that's more like it.
Watch your head.
Evan was right, you know?
About Ryan.
Someone did call that tip
to the FBI ten years ago.
It was you.
Why?
Ryan... he changed.
He had gotten so angry...
violent.
He wanted to do
something like this.
Not just hit a place, but
the people working in it.
Said it was the only way we
would get their attention.
I couldn't live with that,
so I did the only thing
I could think of.
I turned him in.
I loved him and I
stuck a Kn*fe in him.
You didn't have a choice.
You had to stop him.
You had to save him.
You asked me if had any
regrets about the LPE.
I should have been there for
Ryan after he got arrested.
He made it clear we
should all stay away.
I was young and scared,
so I did what he asked.
But he needed me.
He needed all of us.
[Sighs]
[Playing keyboard]
Oh, hi.
Um...
Heard you got the
snag in Oregon.
That's a good-- nice job.
Uh, if you're looking
for Steve or Myka,
they're cleaning up
in aisle-- aisle--
I did what I had to do.
I know you did.
That's it.
Not quite.
Thank you.
- That's it.
- [Chuckles]
[Keypad beeping]
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
As a Warehouse consultant,
can you state, that
under no duress,
you accept and understand
your responsibilities?
Yes, I can. And--and I do.
And you understand the
potential risks involved?
Yes.
The world is a dangerous place.
And I know the work that
the Warehouse does,
and...
I just want to be
a part of that.
Yes, I know that
at any given time,
my life might be at risk, but...
that's a risk that
I'm willing to take
to make this world
a safer place.
A better place.
[Beep]
I'm sorry, Leena.
I'm so sorry.
04x12 - Parks and Rehabilitation
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Follows a team of field agents who retrieve artifacts that have become charged with energy that can give them dangerous powers if misused.
Follows a team of field agents who retrieve artifacts that have become charged with energy that can give them dangerous powers if misused.