Sleepy Hollow

Previously on Sleepy Hollow...

The man you love

shall be forevermore

a beast.

When the sands run out, he will possess

the total power of the pantheon of ancient gods.

The lieutenant and I will journey to the Catacombs.

Once there, we will restore Pandora's box,

and use it to drain the Hidden One of his power.

Betsy...

Ichabod.

You are freaking out, Crane.

Hardly.

I'm making preparations for restoring Pandora's box.

Oh, I know you well enough to know when you're bugging.

Very well, perhaps I am

a little more than moderately agitated.

And for good reason...

finding Betsy Ross alive, trapped down here.

It's what happens when she leaves that concerns me more.

If Betsy enters the Well you used to leave this place,

she will return in her own time, so...

you and I must endeavor to

help her on her way as soon as she returns

from scouting the environs.

And we cannot let on

that we are from the future. Or we risk

damaging the time stream.

I get it. I saw Star Wars.

Trek not Wars, but yes.

As Captain James Tiberius Kirk learned the hard way

in the most memorable episode,

"City on the Edge of Forever."

Okay, well, I will let you be the one to bring up

jumping into a bottomless well.

My circumnavigation

has revealed nothing of use to the war effort.

Yeah, nothing but sand and sun for over 1,000 miles.

Which makes me wonder how you came to acquire

such intimate knowledge of the Catacombs.

That information we cannot share, Betsy.

You see, we are more than simply a rescue mission.

We have very specific orders

from General Washington.

He would only have shared the existence of the supernatural

with you in the most dire of circumstances.

Or sent a stranger to accompany you.

In your absence, Lieutenant Mills and I

have formed a very strong partnership.

Lieutenant?

There are no female officers in the Continental Army.

It's a pet name.

I...

call him Crane.

Regrettably,

the veil of secrecy precludes our sharing of details, Betsy.

We are to restore a powerful, supernatural artifact,

and it is our only hope

against a foe who holds the fate of the world in his hands.

"Here rests

"the container that holds all the evil of the world.

"Dark vessel of nightmare.

: "Dread urn forged in the void.

Let that which is broken be remade."

When last we saw this box, 'twas silver in hue.

Did we do something wrong?

I performed the incantation as instructed.

Over here.

Cuneiform is the same as on the pedestal.

"Binding the evils of the world.

"A radiance given by...

"one who bears Witness.

An Eternal Soul."

Pandora made no reference to this.

That can't be good.

No, nor the reference

to Witness, specifically this...

Eternal Soul.

I fear the missing ingredient

may be one of us.

Lieutenant!

- (gasping) - Lieutenant...

are you all right?

Fine.

Its bark is worse than its bite.

The Box...

we did it.

Which means it got what it needed.

No, no.

Abbie.

There's a pulse.

It feels very faint.

Crane...

Save your strength.

I hope you got the plates off the truck that hit me.

The Box took something precious.

There's a void.

Something's wrong.

We'll fix it.

We've come back from worse.

It is a side of the job that is never advertised.

And we were just talking about, on the way here, cheating death.

Enough of that.

Perhaps Washington or Revere can help her when we get back.

We're not coming back with you, Betsy.

You are not the Crane I know.

Betsy, believe me, I am telling the truth in that I...

cannot tell the whole truth.

Only one truth matters.

Your heart belongs to Abigail Mills.

She is my partner.

I must leave this place.

Um...

at the far end of the plateau

there is a Well beside the stump of a tree.

Enter and...

you will return from whence you came.

Miss Mills.

You have a good partner in Ichabod Crane.

Put him in his place every once in a while.

Keeps him honest.

I'm sorry about how things ended with Betsy.

At least now I understand why we never spoke

after she returned from this...

dreadful place.

Our partnership

was a prelude to a destiny I could never have imagined.

One I share with you.

Shall we?

Well, not until you tell me whatever it is...

you don't want to tell me.

The tablet I found in my family crypt

had a symbol on it I could not translate until today,

when it appeared on the wall of the antechamber.

It reads, "Eternal Soul,"

meaning the soul of a Witness

that the Box requires.

Which is why Pandora sent us both.

There are powerful forces

at work here,

and I do not intend to be pawn to them.

We make our own destiny.

Right now, we are destined

to take a plunge.

Let's do this.

In through a tree, out through a well.

How about an escalator to the Catacombs?

It would not have the same metaphorical heft, I fear.

Now...

let us not miss the perfect opportunity for embracing...

: Tally-ho!

That was not very sporting!

What she said.

Abbie, you made it.

The mission was a success.

How'd it go on this end? Where is everyone?

Where's Joe, Sophie, Reynolds?

Dad.

Jennifer asked me to come.

What's wrong? What happened?

It's Joe.

He, uh...

: He turned again.

The Hidden One...

I'm sorry.

Joe was our brother.

And mine.

My condolences, Miss Jenny.

Master Corbin fought bravely,

and he saved countless lives,

and we will honor him

by picking up his standard and marching on.

Believe me...

the Hidden One will pay for this.

I've been looking for ways to modify our arsenal,

searching for myths in which gods are killed,

like the Norse Ragnarok.

Twilight of the Gods.

The battle in which all existence

was destroyed and remade.

We just need to get around that part.

Nothing is where it used to be.

You been here before?

Many years ago.

My friendship with August Corbin was strained, but there was...

always mutual respect.

Oh, here it is.

The Elder Edda. (blows)

If there's a clue in the Ragnarok myth,

you'll find it here.

But a weapon powerful enough

to take down a god?

It's a tall order.

And we have just the thing,

but the Box

is no use without Pandora.

The Hidden One disappeared with her to parts unknown.

And these...

chirosiphones have proven most useful

against all manner of creatures.