Warehouse 13

Previously, on Warehouse 13...

I have cancer.

Be good and quiet. And I'll make you mortal again.

You took everything from me.

Now I'll take something from you.

No!

Look after our son.

This is the Eldunari, the Warehouse's central nervous system.

Something's tearing apart the Warehouse from within its heart.

Two Caretakers vying for the Warehouse.

Paracelsus was Caretaker.

Of Warehouse 9.

And as he gains strength, I am...

I will... (GASPING)

I spoke to Mr. Kosan. Paracelsus has to be taken alive.

- Alive? - Yes,

in the state that Mrs. Frederic is in,

if he dies suddenly, it could cause a rupture in her psyche.

He has to be captured. He has to be bronzed.

And that's how we can transfer the Caretakership back to her.

Well how is she?

Worse and worse by the hour.

Dr. Abigail's with her, but her memory's failing...

She's... (SIGHS)

Fading.

So then what? Paracelsus just takes over?

Claud, come on, you're the future Caretaker, right?

Feel anything about him? I don't know, like where he is?

Nada , no, I guess I'm still in training,

but I will find this guy, that bitch put me in bronze.

I have a score to settle.

Well, thanks to Joshua's blood sample, you have the chance.

Yeah, how was Josh by the way?

Did he faint when you took the blood,

because when it comes to needles, he's so not butch.

Yeah, no, he was pretty queasy...

Look, can we please focus

on stopping Paracelsus, getting Mrs. Frederic better.

Steve, I want you to go prep the bronzer.

Pete, you and Myka go and dig through whatever we've got on Paracelsus.

Copy that.

I think I should see him, could he...

Yes, yes. That would be perfect.

I will call you back.

We should hang a bell around your neck.

Yeah, but then I couldn't sneak up on you,

and ask what's up with all the hushy-hush.

I made an appointment with my oncologist. Happy?

Yeah, as long as you keep it.

No ditching, no "getting busy."

Yes, Dad.

Oh, my God, I liked you better as your usual annoying 12-year-old self.

No, I just wanna make sure you take care of this,

we don't need any more surprises.

Respectfully, I decline.

Doctor, is there something in my tone

indicating I was offering a suggestion?

You're asking me to run, that is not how I do things.

I want the Keeper to go somewhere where she and her secrets are secure.

I made you a promise, Leena, and I won't let you...

Leena, Leena, Leena...

I beg your pardon, Doctor.

Irene.

Come with me to the B&B.

I belong with my Warehouse.

But you... You carry the most valuable information.

It must be protected.

She's right, Doctor.

You have to go somewhere safe.

How's she doing?

She is fine and is also still in the room.

More or less.

But I...

I don't know how much longer I have, Arthur.

I'm gonna find away to sever Paracelsus from the Warehouse.

The previous Caretaker has precedence.

- Removing him is nearly impossible. - I love a good challenge.

You! You have to go right now.

Irene, be careful.

I've already lost enough people I care about.

I'll see what I can do.

Was there something in my tone which may have indicated I was offering a suggestion?

Here, here, here!

That's a lot of here's! I like that, means there's something here.

I found us a ping, or more accurately three pings.

- San Francisco City Hospital. - That's one.

Patients and doctors reported seeing a, quote,

"Strange and beautiful golden light."

We love strange and beautiful.

Well then you'll want to marry this.

That light was emanating from a copper bowl being carried by a man,

a man fitting the description of one Para-freaking-celsus.

Why San Francisco?

That's unclear, but we got the same report from three San Fran hospitals.

What about the patients exposed to light?

Are they all dead? I mean, is Paracelsus racking up his death count like before?

No deaths reported, but a lot of patients affected.

- Okay, so, I guess we should... - I'll call you when I get there.

- Yeah, hi, what are you doing? - You have a doctor's appointment.

Later this week, what am I supposed to do till then, play fetch with Trailer?

Myka...

Pete, look, if anything happens we'll be in a hospital, right?

The first sign of trouble...

Oh, God.

Nick.

Nicholas.

I know your mother was the only real parent that you ever had.

I know that.

- I wish... - What?

You wished what?

Paracelsus should have killed me, not her.

Yes, he should have.

We had no idea he was a mass murderer.

You never said anything.

Six hundred people died to make us immortal.

- So, yes, it should have been you. - We make choices in life...

Save your platitudes, I'm not 15.

And I'm not your problem.

That's not true. I'm still your father...

No, you're not. I don't have a father.

Fathers think of something besides their own interest.

You've never done a thing for us,

but she was there.

She was the only person in 500 years

who was always there, and now I'm completely alone.

The man carried a bowl with him, um, copper.

Had an Egyptian ankh on it.

He only came here, to the terminal ward.

So he sought out dying patients.

Yes, well, this is the only wing he visited.

(WHISPERING) Pete!

Why didn't you do something?

Pete!

What?

What? What? What?

Dr. Trachtenberg's examined all the patients exposed to the light.

- Yeah? And they're all getting worse? - No.

The two patients in this room are both in Stage IV lung cancer.

This is Maggie and this is Lucy.

They're in complete remission.

Oh, my God, Mykes, he cured them.

Okay, okay, so what are we thinking?

Huh? I mean, is it possible?

I mean, is Paracelsus...

I mean, is this part of his plan? To cure people?

He killed Charlotte.

I know, I know. Yes, yes, he did.

Also a bunch of villagers 500 years ago.

But, Mykes, they're cured. I mean, what the hell?

I just... (SIGHS)

So badly, I just wanna believe...

I do too. A lot.

But I'm afraid we just don't know his endgame yet.

Excuse me.

Maggie spoke with the man.

Maggie, hi. This is Agent Lattimer and I'm Agent Bering.

- Hello. - What did the man say?

Well, I asked him what he was doing.

I was scared at first but he told me not to be.

He said he could see my cancer.

In my eyes.

And that I would be a part of helping people.

He said it would all be clear

once he got to the place where the air had yielded to stone.

Before I could ask, he'd already gone to another room.

Cryptic. (CHUCKLES)

Great. We love cryptic.

Can you describe the copper bowl?

Only that light came out of it.

Golden light.

It was beautiful.

He took away all that pain. (CHUCKLES)

Maggie, thank you.

Okay, so the stone, right?

It's gotta be the Philosopher's Stone right?

Right, and the air could represent breathing or life, like a metaphor.

Oh, metaphors.

Worse than a cryptic.

Looks like he struck again, St. Christopher's Medical Center.

Okay, we're on it.

Nothing yet on where the air has yielded to stone, I'm still searching.

We think it might be a metaphor.

I'm so tired of metaphors.

Right? That's what I'm saying.

I'll find something. You find him.

Steve's getting the bronzer ready for our returning guests, but just in case...

What do you think... Oh, my God, why do you have that?

- Don't panic. - That's what Dr. Vanessa was going to use

to transfer the Caretaker connection from Mrs. Frederic to me.

- Is she that sick? - See, this resembles panicking.

- I won't put it on. - It's not for you.

Whew! Okay, good, proceed with the 'splaining please.

Do you mind?

Thank you.

Ah, now I can tell you.

Mrs. Frederic is getting worse, so we've had to get inventive.

This ribbon, it disconnects Caretakers...

So maybe use it to disconnect Paracelsus, but he's not here.

That's the inventive part.

We are gonna send the power of this ribbon through the Farnsworth.