Lost Girl

Previously, on Lost Girl:

Because we are family.

But family... sticks together.

The Helskér.

The ancient Helshoes, sought after by the most powerful Fae.

That they can lead to the end of days.

Dyson, where is that second Helshoe?

Hidden. Wait for the true hero.

Will you marry me?

We just need to slow down a bit.

We have all the time in the world.

Bo, you can bring him back. You have to do it!

No, Kenzi, there isn't enough chi!

Take it from me!

No! I can't lose you.

I will never forgive you.

I chose you. And you broke my heart.

Un... claim... me.

I unclaim you.

My father's close. I can feel him!

I swear fealty to you, Ysabeau. Forever.

A human doctor who can turn the Fae mortal?

They're gonna be coming for you.

Yeah? Let 'em try.

And the daughter's heart will close the portal?

It is the only way to close the gateway to Hell.

It's Bo's heart. And I'm it.

I will wait for Bo in Valhalla.

Whatever it takes, I will get you back.

You can't let Bo find the second Helshoe!

Kenzi!

A'.

Like I wasn't expecting a booby trap.

Oh, come on.

Ah!

Is she dead?

Looks like she's still breathin'.

Let's take her home an' take care of her.

Let's take turns takin' care of her.

My, my. Aren't you a pretty little thing?

How sad for you.

You won't get to take care of anyone. Ever again.

Roommate!

Where'd you hide it this time?

Where did I hide what shoe?

Oh, lying is not your strong suit, milkmouth. Cough it up.

You found the other one? How?

Eagles. Climbing. Very "I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman."

So I can finally put on both shoes and skip into

Valhalla to get Kenzi back.

You remember? Kenzi?

She raised you when you were a wee reborn Valkyrie.

Bo. You can't go.

Why?

You just can't. You'll never come back.

Why?

I can't say. But there is a why. A really good why.

Good stuff. Very convincing.

Bo, please. You have to trust me. Please.

I can hear you in your sleep.

Screaming.

What happened when you delivered Kenzi's soul?

I wish I could tell you.

Whatever it is... Hell fires, evil dragons, sexy dragons...

I don't care.

I can handle it.

We can handle it.

Come with me. You're the only one who can help.

Solo mission. Got it. Just hand over the footwear.

It belonged to the Una Mens.

Yeah. They're dead. Your point?

It's with the next in charge.

You found it?

Bo. We need to talk.

Is this the part where you tell me that

I'm making the wrong choice?

That I'm putting myself in grave danger.

Well, sort of. And...

And in dealing matters of the afterlife, there are unknowns.

Rules. Everything has a price.

And whatever that costs, you're willing to pay it?

Nailed it.

Look, Kenzi might be in danger.

Scared.

And worst of all, she is alone.

Look, I was held back from saving her once.

I will not let that happen again.

Well, we'll do whatever we can on this side

to ensure your safe return.

You know I'd go with you if I could, right?

Because you pledged fealty to me?

Because I love Kenzi too.

For the worthy hero.

Bring her home.

And if you happen to see lsabeau, your grandmother...

tell her...

Let's hope they fit.

Is splenectomy Susan up?

Just now. Critical pain.

Okay. Keep her in ICU and administer an epidural.

Mhmmm.

What about bed one?

How are we doing Mr. Dupont?

He's code you-know-what. We'll take him in.

A'.

Worst case? I lose all control and go on a murder spree

like the last person who put on these shoes.

And the only way to stop my is to...

That's code for slit my throat.

Mmm. Very clear. Thank you.

I'm assuming that's what happened to the woman from.

Dyson's past your subconscious depicted as me?

You sang in French, you know?

Was I any good?

A plus.

Lauren, I don't want to hurt anyone.

You won't. I won't let you.

That's why you're here.

I will monitor and sedate you at the first sign of abnormality.

I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, Bo.

You know that.

Listen...

Oh. Oh, we're joking.

Sorry.

Please just refrain from putting on the other one.

I need at least twenty or thirty minutes

to hook up your vital organs to the ECG.

Then I'm gonna need an accurate

body temperature reading.

Orally will work, but rectally is generally considered...

- -You know what, orally is fine. - -I just have to get to Kenzi.

Uh, intravenous in case of cardiac arrest.

Uh, Lauren?

Yeah, I'm going as fast as I can, Bo.

Uh...

What did you do?

I had to. I couldn't wait.

Oh god. Something's happening inside me.

Okay, just... Just breathe. Relax.

Try to control it.

I'm trying. I can't!

Bo Dennis. You listen to me.

If anybody can, you can.

Take my hand.

Ah!

Other worst case... You disappear.

A'.

A'.

You're late.

For?

The shit-storm.

Welcome to my Hell.

Two hundred and six arrivals, thirty-nine events,

and a disaster of a reno in the turkish spa.

A spa? In Hell?

Only I'm allowed to call it Hell. It's Valhalla to you.

I need arrangements in all the lobbies.

And I like my boquets tight.

I don't like filler. I hate filler.

No, who likes filler? It's so blah.

You're not the florist.

Then why in the name of my glorious afterlife

were you fondling my flower?

That's a great setup for a joke, really. But lady...

Mistress.

What am I supposed to do now?

My florist is stuck in Tartarus until Tuesday.

I'm looking for a friend.

How refreshingly earnest of you.

Check in first. Make friends later.

I'm sorry. I've checked.

You're not in our system.

Ugh... A stray.

Always book ahead.

What's your name?

N~_.

Looks like they could use your help.

Mmm. Warriors, truly.

They would kill to win.

Until a bus killed them.

Large groups are the worst.

Speak for yourself.

William Shakespeare. I saw him.

You did?

I did.

Your name, please.

You cut right to the chase.

I need you to help me find someone.

No touching. Just your name.

I am, uh...

so freakin' excited to be here that

I have to use the little Fae's room. Again.

I'll be right back.

A'.

Wow. This is sad.

You have to tell me everything that you know

about the underrealms.

Eat a sack of tits.

Sorry. What did you say to me?

Eat. A sack. Of tits.