Warehouse 13

Previously on Warehouse 13...

Four Regents suffered artifact-related deaths.

And now a fifth Regent.

How can my mom be a Regent and not have told me?

Just let me start at the beginning.

Some other time, Jane--

a time when the Warehouse isn't under attack

and someone isn't trying to kill you.

- Artie said you don't torture. - I'm not Artie.

I can't let you do this.

I drew my gun on Mrs. Frederic, and she fired me.

What?

[Erratic breathing, moaning coming from woods]

- You hear that? - No.

Sounds like somebody's in trouble.

You want trouble, mister?

Hold that thought, I beg of you.

Hey, you okay?

No. Don't.

Hello?

Aah!

Oh, my God! Paul? Paul! Paul...

Aah!

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So you just let my mom walk out--

I don't get to make her stay. There is a hierarchy here.

There's your mother, the Regent, Mrs. Frederic,

there's me, and then there's you.

Oh, sorry. How rude.

There's me, there's Trailer, and then there's you.

Okay, so how do we protect her from Walter Sykes

if she's not here?

Her security has been tripled. She's safe.

The Remati Shackle is safe.

The Warehouse is safe. The world is safe.

The Universe is safe. And by the way,

no one asked us to help, so I don't think that we--

Regent security has been stretched pretty thin--

Myka, please! Please, not you, too.

Now, I have a situation here that I would like to--

Artie, Sykes has been planning his revenge

for decades!

He wants the Collodi Bracelet. We need to go out--

The Regents are handling it. Let it go.

Walter Sykes needs to be brought to justice.

Ah, see, you're not looking for justice.

You're looking for vengeance.

If some psycho tried to off your mother,

wouldn't you want payback?

You never met my mother.

Our job is to do our job.

And, oh, look, we have a ping. So go pack.

And you are gonna go to Ithaca, New York.

Bye.

Artie, he does have a point. Right, Ithaca. Bye.

Leena-- look at this.

Someone's actually doing as requested.

How is the security-system upgrade going?

Down to one last diagnostic.

Once I run this, we're good to go.

Good. Sykes is looking for weaknesses,

best not to have any.

So is Claudia still upset about Steve?

I was hoping that a few days away from this place

would clear her mind.

Artie, what happened in Atlanta?

Something bad...

Between Steve and Mrs. Frederic.

A notice was issued to all government agencies

that Jinks was persona non grata.

They burned his credit rating and his passport.

- Oh, my God. - Don't tell Claudia.

I won't.

Okay, thanks.

That was awesome.

Johnny Cash, Astrid Gilberto,

and The Runaways in the same set.

That's my motto. Go eclectic or go home.

Yeah, I like to mix it up on open-mic night.

Claudia, right?

I'm Dwayne Maddox.

Lead singer/guitarist for Dead Rent--

great band, terrible name. - So you've seen us.

"South Dakota's most promising musical export,"

sayeth the blogs.

That was before the rhythm guitarist

decided to split.

He wanted us to be the next Black Eyed Peas.

I wanted to be Black Flag. Just...

Wow. That's a weird coincidence.

I know exactly what it's like to lose a partner.

I was wondering if you'd like to fill in.

Okay. Um...Wow.

So when do you--

when do you think you want to jam?

I mean, my schedule is just a little unpredictable, so...

Well, we rehearse in my garage.

It's the red house behind the body shop.

- Say noon tomorrow? - Yeah, that could work.

All right, see you then.

Hey, what's up? This is Steve. Leave a message.

Damn it, Jinksy, call me back.

I want to share.

So you and Paul were both bitten,

but neither of you saw what did it?

It was really dark, and it was really fast.

Then something got its attention.

I dragged us both into the car and took off.

May I?

Sorry.

Thank you.

Myka, do you know what those are?

Some kind of animal maybe.

Human bite marks-- they're human.

Vampire or werewolf?

I don't know, but based on the location, I would say--

wait a minute, do you really think that--

No, I don't think!

We deal with artifacts, not fairy tales.

A lot of those artifacts come from fairy tales, okay?

Cinderella's knife, right? Turns people to glass, remember?

I'm just saying it's possible.

Well, I'll believe it when I see it.

Let's check out lovers lane.

Okay, but I only go to third base.

Okay, so Amy said Paul heard a moaning

coming from that direction.

I'm gonna go that way. You stay here.

What? Alone?

Okay.

This isn't a horror movie, Pete.

Uh, yeah, see, see? Now it's a horror movie.

Myka. Myka...

What are you doing?

I was worried about you in here all alone.

Wait, wait, wait. Do you hear that?

Yeah.

What in the hell?

Why is that man eating a deer?

Probably because...

That man is a zombie.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Oh, afraid of guns, huh?

Hold up, zombies aren't afraid of guns.

That's because he's not a zombie.

He's probably just been affected by something

that we know is real-- an artifact.

Maybe if we just-- we talk to him...

No, no, no, no, no.

No, you don't talk to the living dead.

You either run away really fast,

or you shoot 'em in the head. Pop, pop!

Sir, I'm Agent Bering. This is Agent Lattimer.

We're with the Secret Service.

Okay, we just want to help you.

Do you-- do you understand me?

Aah!

Myka!

Cover me.

Easy.

God, he's really cold.

Yeah, further proof that he's not alive.

Careful. Careful. Myka!

- It only takes one bite. - Will you be quiet?

Aha.

All right, we have...

Kevin Monroe, 36 years old.

Lives here in town at 127 Briarwood Lane.

All right, well, does he have anything

artifact-y on him?

Well, not that I can see.

Let's get him to a hospital.

Artie, will you please tell Pete that the undead do not exist?

Don't be ridiculous.

- Of course they exist. - Thank you. What?

- What? - Told you.

Only in the technical sense.

Ha ha. I told you.

There are several artifacts known to simulate living death.

Show me the victim.

Hmm, necrotic dermal discoloration,

and around his mouth, hyper-stimulation

of the salivary glands.

Off the bat, I'd say he's got two symptoms

that are consistent--

Peas...Elk...Bison!

Pete, look in his eyes.

That's not anger. That's--that's fear.

It kind of sounded like he said,

"Peas, Elk, Bison."

Yeah, well, at least there's some vegetables in there.

Artie, listen, the doctor said that he had frostbite

on his toes and ears,

but Ithaca's been in the middle of a heat wave.

Yeah, check out his house. I am on the next flight out.

And whatever you do, you keep him restrained.