The Librarians: The Next Chapter

Connor? Come on!

Vikram!

There's nothing you can do.

Charlie? Connor? Lysa?

You're too late, Librarian.

No, no, no, no, Charlie.

Charlie, please don't be dead.

I thought I lost you.

You can't get rid of me that easily.

My shoulder, it's dislocated.

You're alive, thank goodness.

What happened to us? I can't remember anything.

Me either.

Damn, I feel like a truck ran me over.

Wait, don't move.

You've got an icicle sticking out of your leg.

- What the? - Lysa give me your be your sash.

Is he going to be OK?

We can't remove the ice.

It could be compressing blood vessels

keeping you from bleeding out. You just have to wait

until it melts to see how bad it is. Come on.

OK, cool. No big deal.

Any ideas how an icicle landed in my thigh?

Something or someone clearly tried to kill us.

Weren 't we at Suki' s bachelorette party?

Who is Suki?

I don 't know. My memory' s so fuzzy.

- My head is killing me. - It's called a hangover.

Suki, my best friend?

The bride?

It was Suki's bachelorette party.

Remind me, a bachelorette is a party

for a lady to celebrate the end of a lady's loneliness

before she is sold to a man?

No, women aren't sold.

Ah yes, I meant before she's exchanged for family wealth.

So you rented a chateau for her party?

Well, when she called me to say that she was engaged,

I told her I was living in Belgrade,

and she said that's the perfect place for a party.

And do many brides invite strangers to these parties?

Well no, but then she called last night and told me that

'all of her friends' flights were canceled, so no one is coming.

- Ah, so we're the backup. - Mm.

Are you sure this is a good idea?

You know, what if the library needs us?

Well, that 's why we' re here and far away from the Annex.

Besides, we could do with a day off.

A day off?

Where's Lysa, and what have you done with her?

She's here.

Be nice. Suki's the closest thing I have to a sister.

- Did Lysa just... - Squeal.

Come in. Oh, my God.

Does anyone else feel like we just entered The Twilight Zone?

Oh my God, you're my something blue.

Everyone, this is my best friend, Suki.

It 's nice to meet you, I' m

I thought we were staying at your castle?

Well, I wanted to surprise you with something special.

I rented this whole chateau just for your party.

But look, we have the whole place to ourselves.

But what's the point when no one else is even coming?

I told you, the flights were canceled. No one is showing up.

Well, that's a second surprise. I brought my friends to join us.

I guess I'll be able to get to know these friends

you've told me nothing about, see if they're worthy.

Trust me. We're gonna be like a family in no time. Come on.

There you go.

Look. Oh, my gosh.

The rest of the night was a blur.

I can remember bits and pieces. We danced, we sang, we drank.

Everything was going great until the ice sculpture shattered.

I can't remember anything after that,

- except falling down the stairs. - Me neither.

The ice sculpture, that must be how I got impaled.

As you are all aware, my memory is far superior than yours.

And yet, I remember nothing.

I must have been charmed. Or hexed, or...

Blackout drunk?

I definitely remember

you having way too many of those girly cocktails.

Impossible. I do not black out.

There is something sinister at work.

If only we had the clues to find out what it was.

Maybe Vikram's right.

Suki.

What if what tried to kill us has got her?

Lysa? Lysa? Lysa!

Suki could be in danger.

Think! Whatever threw us down those stairs

and tried to kill us

could be behind that door right now.

We need answers.

We need to remember.

We must remember what happened.

Only then can we face what lies beyond that door.

Vikram's right.

We need to play defense right now, not offense.

Yeah, you can't take whatever did this to us on your own.

OK, fine.

How are we gonna solve it?

Everyone, tell me the pieces you remember,

and we'll put it together. Hm?

- Like a puzzle. - Alright then.

From the beginning.

What I remember, we were in the photo booth,

feeling like I was in for a rough night ahead.

I was mad we were skipping out on work.

Vikram? Vikram!

It's us. We just took these photos, and there they are.

Like magic.

- Is he OK? He's a bit odd. - Uh, he grew up in a cult.

No technology, very old-fashioned. He just got out.

I'm, uh, helping him, uh, with the modern ways of life.

Hardly seems like a worthy use of your time.

Hold on a sec. What's with the trench coat and hat?

I like it. It's moody.

It 's my story. Don' t interrupt.

As I was saying, Suki wanted to go to her room

to put her engagement ring away for safekeeping.

I somehow got stuck carrying all her bags.

But that's where I overheard something worrying.

Welcome.

It seems like she won't show me the castle.

We'll have to find a way to convince her to sell anyway.

Aren't you...

Gregor's Hammer, baby. Tonight is gonna be metal to the max.

Uh, do you know any ABBA songs?

Didn't I say I wanted a DJ?

Um... Yes, well, that was the plan.

Aren't you supposed to be a party planner?

Bachelorette parties have planners?

Evidently not very good ones.

You can't reschedule a few flights,

you can't get the right music. Can you do anything right?

Is she always this intense?

She 's just stressed. Nothing' s going to plan. I can fix it.

You shouldn't have to.

Listen, I need to talk to you about what I overheard her say.

Please. Not right now, Charlie. Please?

Hi.

Sorry.

Thank God my friends aren't here

to see what a mess you've made of this.

This one's called Fuzzy Navel.

This uses navel fuzz? How grotesque.

Taste it. It's good.

Tastes like fruit.

That's what makes it so dangerous.

Charlie, you really must try one of these.

We have a more urgent mission. I think the band needs you.

I overheard Liza's friend on the phone.

She's trying to convince Liza to sell the castle.

Liza wouldn't do that without talking to us first. Would she?

What would happen to the Annex if she sells?

Ah. One more Fuzzy Navel-y thingy. And keep them coming.

It was clearly up to me to find proof

that Suki was a double-crossing con artist

before Liza made a big mistake.

The bride wants everyone in these.

Please. She's already mad enough.

Has she always been this demanding?

It wouldn't be professional of me to say.

Ah, well, that answers that. Suki's officially the worst.

Did you see where she went?

'Uh, the ladies' room to freshen up,

but don't tell her I said anything.

Secret's safe with me.

'Secret' seemed to be the theme of the party.

Back in the military, I learned skills

to suss out secrets from a target.

It was my job now to bring them into the light.

You just need to get to know them.

I don't want to get to know them.

You need to think about who you're giving your time to.

- That cult survivor, Victor? - Vikram.

Well, he's taking advantage of your generosity.

Oh, and I looked Connor up?

You know he was an internet conspiracy theorist?

Totally wackadoo crazy.

Sure, they're eccentric, but they're smart.

And the girl? Ugh, she has a resting bitch face.

I don't like her.

Suki, wait.

Perfect.

Wait a minute. What is 'resting bitch face?'

Oh, it's when someone always looks mad.

What?

Ah, I see it. You mean like, um...

No, no, it's more like, uh...

No, you're both doing it wrong.

You have to look more bored, like this.

- Oh, that's good. - Oh, very funny.

As I was saying.

I knew I had to catch Suki in a lie,

but the question was how.

No! No, no, no, no, no.

That wasn't supposed to happen until midnight!