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No!

Previously on Sanctuary...

Wexford fired depth charges at Bertha.

Ah!

She responded by creating a massive tidal wave.

I have to try and contact Kali again.

Kali will appear to a former host one final time,

at the gates to the spirit realm.

Spirit realm? As in--

I'm afraid so.

In order to talk to Kali...

...You have to die.

I came to ask for your help.

You wish me to stop the waves?

Fire the damn missiles!

Sir, that's a civilian ship--

Do it!

Now, target Bertha.

Kali!

Will, do you copy?

Will?

Will!

I'm picking up movement on the scanner.

Do you have a visual yet?

Dude!

Oh, this is so not time for a pee break!

Henry!

Henry, contact! Henry!

What?!

Everybody get back!

Clear!

Declan, watch out!

Henry, phase two!

Cover!

Declan!

I'm all right!

No, he's not.

This was totally avoidable.

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You can't avoid this forever.

It'll only get worse.

Sure I can't get you anything for the pain?

I want to know your plan.

What makes you think I have one?

Magnus, the rumors I'm hearing

from other houses are far from good--

And he was on the mission list

because...

Henry, please, not now.

Asleep on a stakeout?

No heads up on the salamander?

Declan's broken arm?

Oh, it's an occupational hazard.

Turned out all right in the end, didn't it?

Arm!

Yes, I know he's not been himself lately,

but that doesn't mean we condemn him.

Doc, I'm not mad,

I just want to know what's going on.

It's been, like, two weeks of this.

Henry, Mumbai was...

It was a lot for anyone.

I thought after a few weeks,

putting him back in mission mode would help him refocus.

Yeah, worked like a charm.

The man was taken host by an abnormal spider.

Died, and came back from the other side.

Come on, he's more than earned

a bit of leeway.

I know, it's just, it's getting worse.

His temper's all over the place.

He's not sleeping.

He's not talking to me or Kate.

The big guy's stopped smacking him in the head.

I know.

What do we do?

Be patient,

but don't treat him with kid gloves.

It makes him crazy.

Okay, done.

Anything for the guy,

but he's off the mission list, right?

I'll talk to him.

Thank you.

How do you like the new magna-slinger?

The weapon, yes.

The name...

It's a work in progress.

I'll email you options?

Thank you.

Magnus--

Will's not the only one off the mission list.

You'll be all right in a few weeks.

There are issues we need to address.

I'm fully aware of the situation, Declan,

and I appreciate your concern--

What if you lose?

You're back in charge, but only by a thread.

People think we simply got lucky.

Do you think this is the first time

I've made unpopular decisions?

The threat Forsythe posed has been eliminated.

Bertha's alive and in containment.

I think we're fine.

I disagree.

Yeah, you showed up Wexford

for the tosser he is,

but he didn't act alone.

He had support.

Which evaporated when he became unstable.

Yeah, some would say the same about you.

I just mean,

your next move is important.

Currying political favor?

I'd rather drink coffee.

Besides there's a far more pressing question

that needs answering.

The counterwave off Pakistan.

Three land-based earthquakes,

each perfectly timed

to stop a massive tidal surge

from hitting the Pakistani coast.

Zero abnormal activity on any scans.

Millions of lives saved.

No explanation.

It wasn't Bertha,

but it was something equally as powerful.

Maybe more so.

In the meantime,

the conference call tomorrow?

I'll be on my best behavior.

I promise.

Kate...

You in or out?

As if I had a bloody choice.

I need money.

How much and what for?

A lot, but for a good cause.

I got a line on an ex-Cabal spook

who was really high up on their operations

before we took them down.

And he knows something

about the Pakistani counterwave?

Not exactly.

But he claims to know of an abnormal

that could have caused it.

But he won't talk unless we pay him.

With a Samsonite full of cash.

It's part of the whole new post-Cabal economy.

A whole lot of info on the market,

if you know where to shop.

Fine.

So, are we talkin' the Caymans account,

or the one in Geneva?

Neither.

Oh, the private bank in Malta.

Excellent choice.

Oh, come on.

You're surprised I know where all your money is?

No, only that it's all still accounted for.

Um, by the way,

you are taking him off the mission list, right?

Right?

I recall Joe DiMaggio describing the game to me once.

Hmm.

He must've left this bit out.

Joltin' Joe, huh?

I'm just trying to figure out

how the hell I became a liability here.

Yeah, you and me both.

Gee, thanks.

No, I'm sorry, I meant me. Politics.

Right, Wexford and the unbelievers.

Hey, that's a good name for a band.

Will--

No,

I don't remember anything.

And believe me,

if I thought I could make up some cool crap

that might help you defend yourself, I would.

As it stands,

I'm all out of ideas.

I was going to say

we'll figure this out.

You're this cutting-edge famous doctor

who works with monsters.

You've run every test known to science on me.

Catscans, bloodwork, MRIs,

hell, sentient leeches.

You got nothing.

You're suffering post traumatic stress.

I know what I'm suffering!

I'm the guy who sits across from people who suffer from it!

You were clinically dead!

We have no idea

what that does to the mind.

You stop sleeping.

You wish you'd never come back.

And don't say, "give it time,"

because we've already had that chat.

It's a classic.

We both know something happened to you

after you died.

Something profound.

So a giant spider stopped a tidal wave.

I know it's meant to be connected.

I just don't know if I had anything to do with it or not.

All right, how about this--

you shouldn't even be alive right now.

Your resurrection

should have been impossible.

Enduring torture, losing the Makri, flatlining...

What's a little light death between friends?

We'll find out what all this means.

I promise you.

But I'm off the mission list?

I'm sorry, Will.

Don't be.

I'm surprised it took you this long.

Look, about last night, I don't know--

You need rest.

That's funny.

Ha ha.

No, I mean it.

I know you hate taking meds,

but no more excuses.

Aw, come on.

Hey.

Hey.

How's the new guy?

He's sleeping off some voltage.

He should wake up sometime next week.

Good.

Good...

That net thing,

was awesome.

Worked great.

Oh, come on...

All right? I screwed up.

I screwed up totally tonight.

Nah.

Nah, you're fine.

Forget it.

Will you stop it?

Stop it with the nice.

Come on, where's the complaining?

Where's the grief?

Biggie, where's the slap in the head?

What am I, someone else?

Dude, you...

You kinda... You rose from the dead.

Even around here, that's out there.

I did it.

You had help.

Chilean Shepherd frog secretions.

I just need to sleep.

Yeah.

We tried that--

Yeah.

We put some of the big guy's special herbs into your food.

Didn't make a dent.

Well, um, that explains the stomach cramps,

and the, uh--

Whoa...

It was worth a shot.

Anyway, it won't happen again

because I'm off the mission list,

effective tonight.

Oh, finally.

Hey, Ace...

It's just a slump.

You'll get it back.

Yeah.

Jeez...

What is this?

I had no idea you were coming.

Seriously,

I couldn't sense anything.

I know.

What in the sweet Sidney Crosby's going on?

What is this place?

Kali!

Ah!

Most sedatives are designed to be overridden by adrenaline.

Whatever happened to you had to have been quite intense

in order for you to remain alert.

Whoa, "whatever happened?"

I'm not thinking that.

"He's insane."

"He's exhausted."

Nothing on the security cameras.

No signs of intruders.

No evidence that anyone, anything, was in my room.

Look, the brain slips badly with no rest.

Hallucinations, paranoia...

Delusions.

Trouble with logical reasoning.

Insane.

It was a nightmare.

You've been through a lot.

So I died.

How long am I gonna use that crutch?

And, you know, it's a terrible pick-up line.

I want to remember, Magnus.

I get these images, these flashes,

but this...

Was different.

I could feel everything.

It was so real.

I'm keeping you under observation.

No more pills.

You need something stronger,

and someone will be with you

the entire time,

just in case.

So, are we financially ruined?

With your net worth,

we'll limp along

for about another 300 years.

This was worth it.

So...

The counterwave earthquakes originated on land, correct?

Yeah, they had to,

in order to blunt the wave

that was headed towards Pakistan.

Satellite tracking confirms

the epicenter's here,

near the Iranian border.

Okay, I know I don't pay attention in class,

but Bertha is a sea-dwelling creature only, right?

A land-based earthquake isn't her M.O.

Absolutely not.

Then this could be huge.

2005, Indonesia.

Big hush-hush Cabal operation goes down.

The bad guys are tracking an unidentified abnormal

in the underground caves near Kartosuro.

They get a fix, they move in.

Next thing you know...

Boom!

Instant strata-volcano.

No seismic warnings.

400 Cabal agents vaporized.

The entire area is a disaster zone.

Yes, Marapi.

The volcano was considered extinct.

Which means whatever they were tracking

set it off.

Possibly.

I've heard the rumors.

I thought the Cabal were testing a weapon.

Well, maybe they were trying to capture something,

and it didn't like it,

and I'm thinking whatever did this,

maybe it's somehow connected to Bertha

I-in that whole... Woo-woo theory

you have.

And then Wexford bombs her island...

And mystery monster jumps in,

launches the perfect earthquake to stop the final wave.

Saves the day.

It's a start,

but we need more.

Proof that this other creature

actually exists.

You got it.

So, the Copenhagen account?

I-I'm just saying.

You have these- these huge hairy hands,

and yet you assist Magnus

in these sensitive medical procedures.

And?

What, it's never been a problem?

Not for me.

That's funny.

No, no, no, wait, just give me a second here.

What, are you going to hit the gym?

What is that?

It's called "Twilight."

What do you think of those movies?

I liked Marcus.

Relax.

Okay...

I'll stay with you until you wake up.

Yeah?

I promise.

This is ridiculous. I feel like I'm 10 years old.

Well, to me, you are.

All right, call in the air strike.

It's done.

So, what are you going to do?

I brought a book.

Nice.

So how long do you think it'll take before--

Sweet dreams.

Clean up operations are continuing in Mumbai

and several other coastal areas

hit by the first wave.

As far as Bertha is concerned,

the security protocols we've put in place

are now running at optimal levels.

The magnetic resonance pattern we're coating her with

is keeping her in a permanent state of calm.

She's happy.

All tests of the new system

show no flaw or weaknesses.

Since the death of the Makri,

there have been no other reports of aberrant behavior

among any abnormals worldwide.

We believe Bertha is now fully secure.

I believe there's a far more pressing matter

that we need to address,

regarding your continuing role

as the head of the global Sanctuary Network.

Terrence, please,

if you're planning another coup,

could you do it when I'm not on the call?

So now you're speaking for everyone?

Mate, I'd say you had more to answer for

than she does.

I doubt that.

All we did was dodge a bullet

by letting Bertha remain alive.

A bullet?

Why, you obnoxious piece of--

I am beyond sick of this gamesmenship!

Gregory Magnus founded this organization

to help abnormals,

to protect them, to understand them.

My father taught me

that we have more to learn by protecting life,

all life,

than by simply destroying it.

That's why I kept Bertha alive,

and that's why we need to discover the power

behind the Karachi counterwave.

You did act independently,

and you did lie to us

about keeping Bertha alive,

but you also took complete responsibility

for your actions.

You almost gave your life to save hers.

As you once said,

it's what happens after a crisis

that matters.

There's been a vote.

We wish you to remain

as head of the global network.

The vote was unanimous.

With all due respect,

I was not part of that vote.

It was reserved for heads of house only.

Your position as head of the New York Sanctuary

has been rescinded.

Excuse me?

Also a unanimous decision.

You fired on an unarmed civilian ship

with the full knowledge

there were people on board.

You failed to alert international authorities,

and gave no regard to the danger faced

by Sanctuary crews.

Very well.

I trust this puts this issue at rest,

as there are far more pressing matters at hand.

Thank you,

everyone.

Thank you, Helen.

Cheeky bastard.

I guess my work here's done.

What is this place? Who are they?

I will attempt to grant you your wish.

Kali!

Holy hell!

Magnus!

Dear God.

What the hell is that?

No!

Quickly!

Seal the door!

What did they do, teleport?

No, it's not possible. The em shield's up.

Check him.

He's okay.

What the hell were they?

Absolutely no idea.

Stunners and tranqs only,

and I want 'round the clock watch on Will.

Henry and the big guy are with him already.

Roof to catacombs,

we're finding these creature

and I want all of Henry's tracking devices modified

to compensate for their cloaking ability.

You think they're still here somewhere?

I'm sure of it.

Whatever they came here for, we interrupted them.

Okay, new rule.

No eggs before bed.

The dreams are way too crazy.

I'm sorry I doubted you.

Yeah, well, at least I slept through the whole thing.

Oh, "Twilight," by the way, is fabulous.

Well, whoever-- whatever they are--

they targeted you specifically.

Yeah, you said they put something on my head?

Yeah, I've never seen anything like it,

and their ability to cloak themselves,

it's almost as if they can bend light around them.

None of our security systems

can detect them.

Thermal, motion scans, sound waves,

nothing picks them up.

You think it's a special ability they have,

or some sort of technology?

I don't even know what kind of abnormal they are.

Well, I'm glad

we're overflowing with information.

Hello.

What?

Can you feel that?

What, your finger in my ear?

Two incisions.

Very small.

That thing put holes in my skull?

Amazing.

No residual sensation.

Their device must be

a microscopic probe of some sort.

A probe?

For what?

Interesting.

It would have been accessible from here,

but still, it hardly makes sense--

Magnus...

Probing for what?

Your memories.

Come on...

You get that from two holes in my skull?

The incisions are centered here,

at the base of the hippocampus,

center of the brain that controls--

Memories, right. I get it.

So the device is about retrieving information.

Which would explain

why they didn't kill you outright.

Who are these guys?

To be honest,

I'm more interested in what they're after,

and why.

This movement scanner is useless.

All I get are messed-up signals.

Yeah, same.

You really can't sense them?

Oh, they're still around.

I just can't narrow it down.

It's like they're everywhere.

Smelling's an imperfect science,

at least for me.

So, what, they skunk out the place

so no one can track their scent.

You can't detect them with sound or movement.

I'm thinking thing one and thing two

might be a lot like you and the big guy.

They've got built-in early warning senses.

So they can sense us, but we can't sense them.

Yeah.

What do you say we change the rules of the game?

Come on.

So it's all about overload with these guys.

They emit this smell that just,

once it gets in your nose, God, it drives you crazy.

I can't smell anything.

Can you guys?

Makes my eyes water.

Oh, yeah, it's so bad right now,

I couldn't track a pastrami sandwich

in a deli at lunch hour.

Okay, so your noses are useless.

None of our tracking systems work.

We compensate for it how?

Modified chromatographic scanner.

Typically used

to detect chemical weapons traces.

Now, I've altered the sensors to detect

the densest concentration

of "eau d'invisible fugly".

It's a bit of a trial and error

with the calibration.

Sort of like tuning a guitar with your nose.

Which looks good on a resume.

All right, coordinated search.

Stay in radio contact.

Bring them back unharmed.

I bet you're dying for a rematch.

Understatement.

Oh, man...

They shunted the secondary power cables.

Why would they do that?

Why not mess with the main grid?

Maybe they needed to recharge something.

That's crafty.

Movement.

Give me a target, Hank.

11:00.

Ugh! Damn it.

These suckers are fast.

Hold on a second!

Seriously!

Will?

Magnus?

3:00. Three feet away.

Are you all right?

Are you kidding?

I love being the bait.

He's out cold,

and the crowd goes wild.

Three words, please.

Well done, Henry.

We got 'em?

Yeah,

but what have we got?

Their skin has incredible reflective qualities,

which they seem to be able to manipulate at will,

much like a chameleon.

Coincidences are piling up too thick around here.

The Makri, Bertha, the counterwave,

now this.

I'm sure there's a connection,

but we just don't have all the facts.

Whatever memories these guys are after

must be from when I...

You know.

Kicked the bucket?

Bought the farm?

Crossed over?

Are you finished?

Pushed up daisies?

It would also explain your extreme amnesia.

Repressed memories trying to surface

would wreak havoc with the conscious mind,

wouldn't they?

Hey, I've tried everything.

Meditation, hypnosis, even drug therapy,

which I hate.

Whatever happened to me on the other side

isn't that easy to recall.

Well, maybe it's nothing.

Maybe it's a bunch of psycho mumbo jumbo

from your imagination.

Psychologist?

The memories will come

when they're ready, if at all.

What if it's something important?

What if it's something

that can help you prove what started the counterwave,

or Bertha's connectedness?

I'm just sayin',

if my subconscious won't let me sleep,

it's got to be big.

Oh, cool.

Cool...

Cool. This is very, very cool--

please stop saying that.

Right.

I just can't believe this thing does

what we think it does.

Who comes up with a design this simple?

I know.

It's light years ahead of any technology I've ever seen.

Really?

From these guys?

Do you think maybe they're, um...

Not of this Earth?

Don't be ridiculous.

They're abnormals. Get a grip.

Cool device, chameleon people?

Never mind.

Can you make it work?

We stumble onto

a super-advanced alien mind probe,

and you want a rush job?

I'm still looking for the "on" switch, Will.

I'm going to prepare the lab.

Stop fawning over it and figure it out.

Alien mind probe...

It could happen.

So not cool!

No power-up command.

No control interface,

yet somehow they're able to juice it

using a standard AC cable from our basement.

I futz with it, it zaps me.

I think it's cute.

That's great, it likes you.

Oh, come on, Hank.

Be the genius. You said it was simple, right?

Maybe you're just over-thinking it.

Try treating it nicer.

I've tried nice.

I've tried power surges,

I've tried radio waves, sonics, air pressure.

I just want to turn the damn thing on!

Oh!

Whoa.

Whoa, that's awesome.

We have a fire on the secure level!

Dammit.

Self destruct?

Isn't that a little defeatist?

Well, my guess is

once they realized they'd been compromised,

they saw no other option.

Which means all we have left

is this.

Yeah, and once it activated

I was able to understand its primary functions.

This is an amazingly intuitive design.

It actually seeks out brainwaves of a certain frequency.

It can deliberately key in on EEG readings

associated with deep memory.

What for?

Well, at its highest level,

it would erase them

by essentially overloading the brain

with a massive jolt of electricity.

Uh...

However,

uh, I have managed to drastically reduce

the energy output.

We think its other function

is to stimulate the hippocampus

in a positive manner.

To retrieve memories trapped within the subconscious.

Are you sure about this?

I mean, didn't you just learn how it works,

like, 20 minutes ago?

Yes, but I think I have it down now.

- You think? - He thinks.

And I dropped it.

But it's fine.

It's fine.

You don't have to do this, Will.

Seriously?

Look, we need answers.

Let's do it.

All right.

Will, can you tell us what you see?

I remember dying...

Falling...

Landing in an amazing chamber...

What is this place? Who are they?

There were two others.

I will attempt to grant you your wish.

Kali!

I don't know who you guys are,

but if you're in here with her, you must be powerful.

Please, save her life!

My world depends on her survival.

Why have you come here?

To beg Kali for mercy.

Those who harm Kali harm us all.

There would be retribution were her life to end.

I...

am Kali's herald.

I seek only to protect her.

You allowed your physical form to die.

You've sacrificed all.

We will grant your request.

Such destruction will serve no purpose.

We will restore the balance.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Will...

Gregory?

For Helen.

Remember.

Oh, my God.

Will?

He was there.

Who?

Your father.

What?

Did he say anything to you?

For Helen.

He wanted me to remember two numbers.

26,

34.

Plus this symbol.

And that's it?

I woke up in Mumbai right after that.

You said there was another being

that spoke to you,

something about granting your request.

Yeah, when Kali was hurt,

one of the others said he would help.

Something about

the destruction having no purpose.

The final wave.

If there was an avatar for Kali,

couldn't there be one

for another powerful abnormal as well?

Yeah, like the one that blew the cap

off the dormant volcano.

Exactly.

Kali falls,

another super abnormal steps in,

stops the wave before it makes landfall.

This all fits with the timeline of events.

"26, 34."

And that symbol.

Hang on.

Gifts from my father.

This one, for my 26th birthday.

And...

Wild guess,

a gift for your 34th birthday.

Exactly.

Ah, and here it is.

A rare first edition

of Michelangelo's architectural designs.

Okay, it's a paperweight and a book.

I'm not seeing it.

Yeah, I never met your dad,

but is he always this cryptic?

Yes.

Last time we saw him was about a year ago.

Before that, it was a couple of decades.

Why make contact now?

I mean, we didn't even know

he was still alive.

Well, maybe he's not.

I mean, you did see him

"over there".

There has to be a connection.

My father never gave me a gift without significance.

He believed in the ancient power of crystals,

and that Michelangelo's had somehow tapped into

an incredibly advanced mathematical formula.

Hello, darling.

You have got to be kidding me.

Incredible.

Did she just...

Did he...

Just go with it, Henry.

Just go with

"this is completely impossible"?

Exactly.

What is this place?

I have no idea,

but this is a power and technology

beyond anything we've ever known.

Do you think it exists?

Well, if it does, we have to find it,

wherever it is.

Thank you, father.

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