The Librarians: The Next Chapter

Oh God, I told you I could have Macguyvered a controlled

explosive designed for minimal damage

so that we didn"t have to blow up

the entire rock formation.

It would take too long.

You obliterated an ancient site that could have illuminated

so much about the geology of the region.

And sir, you did almost blow your own face off

in the process.

As Connor informed me, chickens dig scars.

Chicksdig scars. Why would chickens...

You know what? Never mind.

What is this thing anyway?

Ah, that is the Dagger of Seraphim.

No ordinary poniard.

It was fashioned from the ashes of a fallen star

and can kill what does not live.

According to legend,

it was forged by the Devil himself.

Kill what does not live?

Like a virus? That could revolutionize health care?

Uh, I"m more concerned about the Devilpart.

Well, the devil, they say, is in the detail.

But why now, after all these years,

has the Dagger of Seraphim decided to reveal itself?

Ah, Connor, relinquish the blade.

It needs to be handled properly by...

No. You know what?

We are a team.

But you still don"t trust us.

And the truth is, you need us.

What I need from you, Connor, is

to hand over that blade before you poke your eye out.

Think fast.

I always think fast.

No, it means

it means catch.

If you"re going to be such a rumbumptious bellyacher

about the whole thing, here.

Take the dagger.

You may be the one to escort it back to the Library.

Wow, thanks.

It must have been really hard for you.

Um, this isn"t the Annex.

What is this place?

Where"s Vikram?

Okay. Come on through.

Let"s not dilly-dally.

Where are you?

We need to complete this mission

and get this dagger back where it belongs.

Oh.

Very good.

The leg-pull is on me. Point made.

Showing me just how much I need you.

Well then, two, or rather four, can play at that game.

Mm.

Finally.

Some peace and quiet.

Far more suitable to my nature.

No

needful trainees

clucking at my heels.

Right, enough is enough.

Connor, Lysa, Charlie, end this japery at once!

There has got to be a reason why the Door glitched.

Maybe it short-circuited.

Uh, power fluctuations are

the most common cause of voltage issues.

Lysa, there"s nothing scientific about the magic door.

Alright, it"s right there in the name.

Magic. Door.

Doesn"t get things wrong.

I bet this is a test.

I think Vikram set this up

to prove that we can"t complete a mission

- without him. - Okay.

Intellectual challenge?

I could get on board with that.

That"s the spirit.

If this is a test, you really should have run it by me.

Guys, I have a really bad feeling about this.

No. This"ll be fun.

Come on, let"s go look for clues.

My, my.

What a stormy night.

The phone lines are down,

and the roads are blocked off for miles.

Saw you eyeing me from across the room.

Ah, yes.

Iamthe actor Chauncey Cooper.

Would you like my autograph?

How I love you, Philip.

And I you, Vera.

This place is weird.

Yeah.

Connor Green.

Yvette Laszlo.

Well, I"m a singer by night.

And by day?

Wouldn"t you like to know?

So, uh, you come here often?

First time.

Although

it feels oddly familiar.

Welcome all.

Madam Visconti will begin

her world-renowned tarot reading shortly.

Tarot reading?

What is going on?

We really need to get that dagger

back to the Library for safekeeping.

Well, it is nice and safe in here.

Cheese puffs?

The Bollingsworth Affair? Really?

It is a very, very good detective series.

What?

You thought that you would be able

to squeeze in some light reading

in between our famously relaxing missions?

Maybe.

We might be stuck here a while.

- Hello, sir. - Hello.

I am Mysterious Mortadello.

Right.

I don"t suppose a man with a devil-may-care attitude

- has left a message for us? - Uh, no.

But I have two wands for you.

Or should I say, he does.

No need for tip.

No.

I"ve got that covered.

That is so cool.

How do they do that?

Seriously, Con,

we work with a time-traveling relic hunter

whose office is a sentient library,

and that impressed you?

We"ve been waiting for so long!

I"m bored! I hate it here!

Ladies.

That right there is Princess Lucille.

You see, her parents owned the place,

so she"s quite used to getting her own way,

if you know what I mean.

Shame. Real shame what happened to them.

That there is Sister Annabelle.

The nun. Her new nanny.

Nunny!

Sounds like a great film.

The Nunny.

Madam Visconti is ready for you.

It appears this globe is the key to this thing.

Door.

Charlie is not here to activate you,

so it is time to listen to me. Hm?

Activate.

At once.

Listen.

I must retrieve the Dagger of Seraphim.

It is too dangerous to be out there in the open.

And yes, I admit it.

I am growing worried about Lysa, Connor and Charley.

They could be in danger. Do you hear me?

This... damnable new technology!

We didn"t have magic doors in my day, no.

We had something called horses.

Steward of the telephone?

Call Connor.

Calling Connor.

Thank you.

How can a voicemail be full?

Must you empty it like a chamber pot?

Oh. Ugh!

Mr. Cooper,

if you wouldn"t mind switching seats, please.

Thank you.

Hey, hey, don"t worry.

Thunder is scary.

It"s kind of like the sky is having a tantrum.

You wouldn"t know anything about tantrums now, would you?

Whoa, that looks like the Sforza tarot deck.

We are here to delve into our past,

present,

and future.

The Fool.

Magician.

The High Priestess.

Get her out of here.

Vera! Vera!

A knife wound.

About an inch wide,

with another smaller incision here.

This was made by a lightning bolt-shaped dagger.

That"s impossible.

I have the dagger, right...

Uh-oh.

We have been here half an hour

and you have already lost the artifact?

How did anyone know I had it on me?