Sanctuary

Previously on Sanctuary...

All right.

Adam, what are you doing here?

Helen, I'm sorry to intrude.

James.

Burnt down any more laboratories recently?

That was 10 years ago, and it was an accident.

Really?

What do you want, Adam?

It's me daughter, imogene.

She's gravely ill, a rare blood disease.

I beg of you, help her.

: We battled until the very end.

We tried everything.

Loss of a daughter, it's a wound that never heals.

He told me

he intended to use the device to save his daughter.

Time travel?

It's impossible.

But he said he'd found a way.

You would have been altering the course of history.

That was the point.

If Adam succeeds in altering the timeline,

then everything about our world,

the refugees, the Sanctuary,

our very lives will be irreparably damaged.

We may even cease to exist.

Praxis...

It's gone.

What happened here?

Worth.

He must have made another attempt

to power up the machine.

: Adam, what are you doing?

This is madness.

I have a chance to get my daughter back.

Are you telling me you wouldn't do the same thing?

Not at the expense of everyone on the planet.

You're too late.

[Wagons clattering over cobblestones]

Stay back!

Adam!

What was that?!

[Police whistles trilling distantly]

Hoping for a quick finish, Helen?

Me too.

Don't make things worse, Adam.

Neither of us can be here.

We both know it.

It's only

time travel, Helen.

What's the worst that could happen?

Aside from destroying the natural order of history?

What, by creating a utopia?

By taking over the world.

Over here!

By the rubble.

She's down the alley, that way!

Call the Bobby!

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Hasn't said a word.

Wouldn't let the Doctor near her, neither.

Has she put up any kind of resistance?

Been as gentle as a debutante,

despite all the weapons we found on her.

Never seen anything like 'em.

I would say Miss Magnus' reputation as odd

remains intact.

It's Dr. Magnus,

and I will need everything you took from her.

Look, there are no charges, no evidence to suppress.

I'm just making your life easier, Lestrade,

as usual.

Fine,

but you owe me for this, Watson.

Are you ready to come home, Helen?

I received a message

that you'd been found injured,

half dressed,

and discharging a weapon in public.

If you had a lead in the case,

you could at least have informed me.

I should have, I realize that.

Th-things just got away from me, I'm afraid.

It was him, wasn't it?

I was right.

Helen, how could you face him on your own?

I didn't get a good look at who it was.

I just...

I got overexcited,

and I fell, and I--

I should've called you--

c-contacted you.

Thank you, James.

"Overexcited"?

That's your explanation

for your incredibly strange attire,

weapons that I have never seen--

and your hair, for God's sake.

When did you do that?

It's late,

and it's been a hell of a night.

Helen, at least let me take a look at your head.

You--

you've taken a terrible tumble.

I'm fine. Really.

I can see myself home.

Good night, James.

Helen...

What on earth's come over you?

Dear God, I still have this in my study.

It arrived yesterday from Mozambique.

I would say your father was having a wonderful time

on the dark continent.

I believe he's sent a new form of iodine.

Let me, James.

Medicine was always your weak spot.

"Was"?

It's a scalp wound and a mild concussion.

I hardly need a nursemaid.

Will you stop looking at me like that?

How should I be looking at you?

Just...

Leave me alone.

No, no. Don't do that.

What the devil is that made of?

These numbers,

are they significant?

This? What's the...

The design...

The purpose...

How...

How is that powered?

James,

ignore all of this.

Ignore me.

"Browning automatic"?

I've never heard of that,

and yet, I know

every weapons manufacturer

in the world.

Amazing!

The release time--

Leave.

Right now.

Not a chance.

It's my Sanctuary.

Is it?

From the moment you walked in here,

you've been behaving

as if you were visiting someone's grave.

It may have been your Sanctuary a long time ago,

but not anymore.

Business cards

made from a substance I can't identify,

issued 2010, expires 2015?

Weapons that I have never seen or heard of.

Clothes designed for maximum movement

and protection.

I am Helen--

Oh, you definitely are Helen Magnus,

just not of this era.

I'm a...

Detective.

Well, then.

Now you understand why you have to leave.

Because by being here,

you may disrupt the timeline,

change the future as you know it.

But how is this possible?

I came here on a mission.

If I fail,

everything that is meant to be,

everything that I build from now until my present

could be destroyed.

Who were you chasing?

Honestly,

Helen.

Whatever your mission is,

it's got off to a very bad start.

You need help,

and seeing as I know the truth,

what choice do you have but to let me in?

No questions about the future,

near or distant?

Adam Worth,

that's who I was chasing.

From Oxford?

What on earth--

He's come from the future as well.

I followed him here after John and I were--

John Druitt ?

Dear God, does everyone from our era

live on to the 21st century?

Not everyone.

Oh.