Warehouse 13

Previously...

I'm taking the metronome. I'm bringing him back.

Don't think this is over.

I will remember what I have to do and nothing will stop me from doing it.

If you use the astrolabe,

you will create an evil

of your own making.

Claudia's gone.

She disappeared in the night.

An evil that will live with you the rest of your days.

It's time for you to stop talking and listen, okay?

You're not... No.

You can't do this without accounting for the variable.

- The variable? - The variable.

Dude, eccentric strength, concentric strength, and strength being factored into the equation...

None of those are the variable I'm talking about.

The variable is the resistance, okay?

Is the resistance encountered greater

than the overall maximal isometric strength?

Scrapple and eggs, times two.

You'll need this.

I have accounted for the variable, and given the copper-based physiology,

the end result is...

The Vulcans are 47% stronger than Klingons.

I wonder why there's never a girl with you two. The usual?

What is that?

My God! Call 911!

- It's gonna kill us! - We're gonna have to stop it!

Dispatch, we need backup and an ambulance now!

My God. Dude, that's Joe!

I'm not getting a pulse.

My God.

4x02: An Evil Within

An evil that will live with you

the rest of your days.

Don't worry. We're going to find her.

Just drink it. It's protein.

So what's the plan?

- What plan? - The plan to help Claudia.

What other plan would there be?

We know where she went, we know what she's after.

Okay, technically, we don't know where she went, but I'll bet you do.

- We are not helping Claudia. - What? What are you talking about?

We are not doing anything. I will find Claudia.

- The two of you will be in Philadelphia. - What are we supposed to do in Philadelphia?

- We got a ping. - What is that?

Cool is what it is.

It's a pocket ping device. Claudia made it for me.

- There you go. - That's another reason that we need...

listen.

A mob in Philadelphia almost killed a young man in cold blood.

They claimed that they were attacked by some kind of something.

Unless you want it to happen again, you will get there yesterday.

Yesterday? What, are we supposed to turn back time?

- What? - What?

- What? - What?

- Nothing. - You're that said...

I was being hyperbolic. I'm colorful. Just go.

Go!

- What are you doing here? - I'm sorry.

- I must have gotten turned around outside. - Why are you here?

I'm looking for an Arthur Nielsen.

My name is Adrian.

Brother Adrian.

- I work with the Vatican. - Yes, of course you do. I know, we've met...

No, we haven't.

- I don't believe we have. - Arthur Nielsen.

Excellent.

I need your help.

And the Warehouse.

How do you know about the Warehouse?

As I said before, I work with the Vatican.

We know an awful lot of things about an awful lot of things.

I understand you can locate

certain items.

Possibly.

Something's been stolen from my care.

A very powerful something.

And now I must get it back.

Yeah, it's very powerful.

It must be very powerful for you to come all the way from the Vatican to...

Yes. And very dangerous.

I understand that, but what exactly can you tell me exactly the da...

Magellan's astrolabe, to be precise.

Magellan's astrolabe. Interesting.

It's been used to erase 24 hours,

and now the thief has to undo that act.

Yes, but the danger, what exactly is the danger?

Undo? What do you mean, undo?

Using the astrolabe unleashes...

an evil.

A formidable evil, an evil that has to be eradicated.

And the only way to do that is to undo what the astrolabe did?

Yes, if the same person uses the astrolabe again,

time will be reset.

The evil never will have existed.

- Things will go back to exactly as they were? - Yes.

But wouldn't the person who used the artifact be aware of that danger?

It is a risk they were willing to take.

A risk they might still be willing to take if circumstances...

It was a mistake.

It has to be undone.

Now, will you help me, Arthur?

Of course,

I'm absolutely at your service.

You can reach me at this number.

Anytime, day or night.

I will do everything in my power

to find the person who used the astrolabe.

Eradicating this evil is of the utmost importance.

I cannot impress that upon you enough.

Eradicating evil?

It's what we do.

Please don't worry about a thing.

- Delicious scones by the way. - Scones and evil. That's what we do.

- It's that way. - Right.

It was gonna kill us and fry us up for dinner, I swear.

- Maybe it was something in the food. - Not a chance.

I never eat the food in this place.

I've never seen anything like it. Not even on animal planet.

It was like a nightmare.

Or an acid trip gone really bad.

But you guys said that you weren't drinking last night, right,

or doing, you know, anything else?

Not even Red Bull and Ritalin.

Dude.

- Whatever it was, it was real. - It wasn't, it was Joe.

He was supposed to meet us here, and we put him into a coma.

Why would we do that?

We think that something affected you,

made you see the...

Whatever it was that you think you saw.

That's why were here to find out what it is.

Did you guys come into contact

with anything...

weird here at the diner?

Like an old plate maybe?

Or a ladle?

Never mind.

- Could we go? - Yeah, you can.

Let me guess.

They couldn't make it out, but it was big and red and had lots of tentacles.

I hate tentacles.

You're not gonna like this case. It's a veritable tentacles-a-palooza.

- They said that they were sober. - I used to say that a lot.

Yeah, but there's no drink or drug

that can make multiple people

have the exact same hallucination at the same time.

It had to be something here.

Something that the cops didn't come into contact with because all they saw was Joe.

Artifact intoxication? Maybe it's something in the water.

The condiments, you know. I never trusted no grey poup.

Give me good, ol'fashioned yellow.

Whatever it was,

we should find it before somebody else gets hurt.

Let's just close this baby down.

No diner, no danger.

Gary? Dr. Bauer's ready for you now.

Thank you.

My God!

- What is it? What's happening? - It's gonna kill us!

Linda, run!

What are you doing?

Get away from him!

Okay, calling 911 now.

Miss, are you all right?

It's okay.

God, this can't be happening to me. Everything's out of order now.

God, I'm due on 14, and if I'm late, he's going to fire me.

He's not going to fire you. We'll get you there on time, okay?

Thank you. I'll sort it in the elevator.

- You all good? - Thank you.

Wait. I need to see your security badge.

Don't cry. It's okay.

It'll be our secret.

Thank you.

- How's it going? - Pretty quiet.

Why doesn't that surprise me?

You new?

I started on Tuesday, actually. Must not have met yet.

New badge.

- Made it myself. - Crybaby.

This isn't 14.

Enough!

All right. With the pulling.

You learn anything?

Whatever attacked them was big and green

with enormous claws and glowing eyes.

- Anything helpful? - Nah. What about you?

No, none of the patients had been in to see the dentist yet,

so it wasn't one of the instruments he used.

None of them drank from the same water cooler,

or read the same magazine or even used the same pen.

I mean, there's no cross-contamination at all.

Great, we have a fantastic list of what this isn't.

Think there's a chance any of them ate at the diner?

Aside from the end result, there's no connection to the people at the diner.

Look, the folks at the diner saw a big, red scary thing.

With tentacles.

Please don't.