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Now, in addition to all
the museums, art galleries...

...and other great stuff
here in our nation's capital...

...there's one thing you're gonna love
probably more than anything else:

the dinosaurs.

This way. Stick together.

- Agent Bering. Hi, Chet Greenfield.
- Hello.

- Sorry I'm late.
- No problem.

My assistant said
you checked everything yesterday.

I did, but I'd like to run a
full review before we lock it down.

Sure.

- With you.
- Me?

You're the boss. I'd like to avoid
chain-of-command confusion.

I tell you. It gets done.
Shall we start in the main hall?

I understand,
but I'm pretty booked up...

I apologise for the inconvenience.

- I'll clear my schedule.
- I'd appreciate it.

Good morning, Kacey.

I just figured out who you are.

You're a fireman.

No?

Come on.

You know absolutely
everything about me.

Well, that's because you talk a lot.

Gordon, this is Agent Bering
with the Secret Service.

Gordon Letanik?

And what's...? What's this?

An Aztec Bloodstone.

Boss of virgin sacrifices.
Handsome devil.

I'm cleaning him
for the reception tonight.

Agent Bering wants the Group D
artefacts moved to the west wall.

They're blocking an exit.

Lose Tuvalu and Malta.
Move Britain to the back.

If it still doesn't fit,
see me, and we'll cut something else.

Yes, sir. I'll just, um, finish up.

- What's next?
- The main-floor bathrooms.

I'll need the plumbing pulled again.

Ow! Uh...

I would try to sneak you in,
but Secret Service will be there...

...and they can be jerks.

So I've heard.

- Call you soon.
- You promise?

Promise.

- Bye now.
- Bye.

Champagne?

Champagne?

Cham...

Status check on Eagle.

- Who's on Emerald Entrance?
- Me. Morris.

Why aren't you at Emerald?

Uh, well, because I'm here.

- How's Home Base?
- We're calling Home Base "Magenta."

Heh, well, I'm not.

- You changed the protocol.
- I tweaked it.

I wrote it, and I didn't use colours.

Why weren't you at my briefing?

I was vetting one of the servers.

- Screwing off is more like it.
- You say "potato."

- Get back to Emerald.
- You're not my superior.

Dickinson gave this to me.
I'm running it.

- Meeka.
- Myka.

- Myka?
- Myka.

- Myka. I get...
- Mm-hm.

...vibes.

Sorry?

This isn't some run-and-gun
you're used to in Denver.

Get to the point, Lattimer.

Dickinson gave you
this shindig with my protocol...

...because my speciality
is logistics, framing...

...and I kid you not,
there is something really off in here.

Eagle at Magenta.
Mr. President, wait a moment, please.

This is Bering. Eagle is free to enter.

Negative, negative. This is Lattimer.

- Hold Eagle at 5 until further. Copy?
- Copy that. Holding Eagle.

Get back to Emerald.

Look, Myka,
why don't you pull your head...

...out of your Magenta
and feel the room.

- Something's off.
- Listen, showboat. Nothing's off.

The room is fine. Everything is fine.

Now take your vibe and go.

- Enjoy your party.
- I will.

I want a perimeter check ASAP.

- Emerald clear.
- Peach clear.

- Orange clear.
- Gold clear.

Crimson clear.

Blood...

Pete?

- What are you doing here?
- Working.

- Ah! Is there a fire?
- Mm...

- Excuse me, sir. Wait just a second.
- Secret Service. This is...

Gotta go. Excuse me. Excuse me.

That's an okay for Eagle to enter.

Affirmative.

Clear.

Freeze.

Drop the knife.

Hold your fire.

Seriously, Gordon, drop the knife.

Drop that.

- Whatever it is.
- Can't do that, Pete.

Weapon.

We're done here.

Hey.

Tell me you found the guy.

The guy who you said stole the rock?

We're gonna need a sample.

Come on, Dickinson.

Well, you said,
among many strange things...

- ...that the rock was bleeding.
- It was.

Taxpayers will probably wanna know
if you were high, paranoid...

...or just part of an Aztec art-theft ring.

In the meantime, you're suspended,
with pay, for two weeks...

- ...till we get this thing worked out.
- What about Morris?

He says
nothing happened at Emerald.

Okay. Can we stop
with the colours already?

What about, uh, the guy with the knife?

- What, Letanik?
- Yes.

He's in a coma.
Docs don't know why...

- ...or how long that's gonna last.
- And Bering?

Myka's being thanked personally
by the president and the first lady.

- Of course she is.
- She's going places.

You, on the other hand,
you're going to the bathroom.

That's funny.

Ha-ha.

Mr. Lattimer.

- My name's Frederic.
- Frederic what?

- Mrs. Frederic.
- Well, that's a relief.

I'm with the government.

I'm here on a matter
of national security.

- What's that?
- An invitation to endless wonder.

Okay. Could you sound
a little more creepy?

Read it.

Please note the action code.
It is legitimate.

- You're part of my bailiwick now.
- Your bailiwick?

- You're working for me.
- You?

- Am I stuttering?
- No, ma'am.

Heh.

Oh, okay.
Ha-ha-ha.

Okay.

All right. I get it. I get it.
It's a... This is a joke. Right?

What? Dickinson put you guys up...

This is Dickinson being funny. Right?

- Do I look like a joke, Mr. Lattimer?
- No?

You're to be in South Dakota at
those coordinates at noon tomorrow.

You will mention our meeting and
your pending assignment to no one.

Is that understood?

How long am I gonna be
in South Dakota?

- Indefinitely.
- Indef... Heh, no, no, no.

No, look. I've got a life here.

- Really?
- Yeah. I've...

I've got...

...things.

Pack light, Mr. Lattimer.

We'll ship what you need
and store the rest.

Prepare to turn right in 100 feet.

Turn right now.

You have missed your turn. Go back.

Stop.

Turn right.

Destination straight ahead.

You gotta be kidding me.

Yeah.

Endless wonder.

Hello?

It's Agent Lattimer. I'm here.

Hello?

Ah, great.

I heard you were suspended.

Yeah. I heard that too.

Why are you here?

Uh, I was ordered here. Last night.

- Mrs. Frederic.
- Yes.

Yeah. Said it was a matter of...

- National security.
- ...national security. Right.

How are you guys doing?

Ugh! I'm sorry I'm late.

I, uh, had to fix the fish.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Stop right there.
- What are you doing?

This is the guy.
The one from last night.

- The guy who stole the rock.
- You stole it.

It's a bloodstone. It's safe.

- It's inside the building.
- It's the property of the museum.

That museum is the U.S. government's
and so is the warehouse.

And so am I. I'm Secret Service.

I also work for Mrs. Frederic.

Arthur Nielson. You can call me Artie.

- Got some ID?
- No.

We take the "secret" part
seriously around here.

Oh, and I wanted to thank you
for your assist in last night's retrieval.

That was very good.

- Hey, did you throw that football at me?
- You weren't here when I threw it.

It takes a while to circle back.

Come on. Come on inside.
I'll show you around.

Around what?

- What am I doing here?
- I'll explain everything inside. Come on.

- I made cookies.
- Ooh!

Yeah. Come on. Come on.

Really, it's okay. Go inside.

Don't go far. Okay?

Come on in.

Wait for me at the bottom of the stairs.
Go, go, go. It's fine.

Don't touch anything.

Don't touch the bombs.

Hold this. Hold it.

Come on.

It's okay.

Right this way.

Ms. Bering, Mr. Lattimer...

...welcome to Warehouse 13.

I'm thrilled you're on the team.

What team? What is this place?

Officially? K-39 triple-Z
on the North American grid.

But I like to think of it
as America's attic.

Pete, close the door.

Tell me exactly what I'm doing here.

Exactly? That's a little diff...

Yeah. Well, to put it plainly...

...you're both joining me as fellow
gatherers and protectors of secrets.

- Put it plainer.
- This... This warehouse...

The warehouse needs you.
It needs... Pete, don't touch.

It needs your combined talents.
He's intuitive...

...and you got an eye for detail.

He's scattershot, see,
you're meticulous.

You look, he leaps.

There's been a mistake.
I'm too valuable to be wasted here.

- No offence.
- Of course not.

- Can I use your phone, please?
- Mine?

It's, uh, broken.

- Well, I have to make a phone call, so...
- There's no signal here.

Yeah. You're... Just pull the door,
and you'll be... Now.

There you go.

I think she had other plans.

So did I.

You want juice,
or are you a milk person?

- Know what I'd really like?
- I do indeed, but falling off the wagon...

...may not be
the best option at this point.

- Milk it is.
- Yeah.

- That's Mrs. Frederic.
- Long time ago.

- She looks exactly the same.
- Odd, isn't it?

You don't want a cookie?

Yeah.

- Okay. So who are these guys?
- Former colleagues.

And where are they now?

Well, this one, this one are dead.

This one, a mental
institution in Germany.

And this last one disappeared.
One day, I'll find him.

Ted, these are two of my
best agents. How can you not know?

Ted... I'm looking at the order.
You processed it.

How can you not know? Hold on.

- Dickinson.
- Sir, it's Myka Bering.

- Myka.
- Sir, I have a little situation here.

- I'm not sure...
- Yeah. Yeah.

I'm looking at the
transfer order right now.

Name on here is Frederic.
You're transferred to where?

- Where are you?
- I'm in South Dakota.

- Where?
- South Dakota.

What are you doing in South Dakota?

- You don't know about this?
- No.

Who is Frederic?

Sir? Sir?

Myka? Myka? Who's this Frederic?

Sir. Yes, yes.

She handed me orders last night...

...to come here to a warehouse
in South Dakota.

The order code was solid,
and Lattimer's here too.

Look. I'm requesting
an immediate stand down...

...and transfer back to D.C.

I can't. This order trumps me.

- I will get you back ASAP.
- What should I do?

Follow orders. Both of you.

And how long will this take?

Sir? Sir? Are you there?

That's a pile of crap.

- No kidding.
- No, I'm not kidding.

You're actually standing
in a big pile of cow manure.

- Oatmeal scotchie?
- No. Thank you.

- I don't eat sugar.
- Well, good for you.

Listen, um...

...don't think of this assignment...

...you know, as some
sort of punishment.

- Can you hold this?
- What?

You know, yeah, your presence here...

...is not really a reaction
to what happened to you in Denver.

So...

I got a commendation
for what happened in Denver.

Yes, you did.
It's time for the nickel tour. Come on.

The order trumps Dickinson?

The first Warehouse 13
was built in '98.

- So we're stuck.
- Until he works out a transfer, yeah.

Eighteen ninety-eight. We didn't have
a handle on how to, hm, store stuff.

It burned down.

Some remodelling
and excavations were necessary...

...to accommodate the arrival...

...of more and more
and more artefacts.

What's stored here exactly?

Oh, this and that. Bric-a-brac.

Some things along the lines of
last night's rock 'n' roll.

I'm talking about the Bloodstone.

Both hands...

...on the bar, please.

I think I'll survive a crash.

Yeah... No, that's not a safety bar.

It's a conduit.
You and Pete are the power source.

Your combined electrical energy
makes this thing move.

It's fine. It's fine.

Look, Thomas Edison
built this for Henry Ford...

...as a proof of concept,
and it's perfectly safe.

Trust me.

Put your hands on the bar.

Put your hands on the bar.

Thank you.

We need both of you.

Hands on the bar, Myka. Thank you.

Edison, he wanted
Ford to let go of oil...

...but Ford, he stuck with it
because it ruined his engines faster.

People had to keep buying them.

- What is that?
- What?

Oh, that is Training Flight 22.

We pulled that from
the Bermuda Triangle.

Triangle's been trying
to pull it back ever since.

Duck and cover.

Ow!

It's harmless.

The inventory kicks up
a little static from time to time.

Why are you grinning?

Don't you think
this stuff is kind of cool?

I mean...

Where...?

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

Ah, he'll be back.

Artie.

- Hello?
- We should stick together.

Right this way, please. Pete?

Many of the items in here,
kind of like the Bloodstone, Pete...

...that you wrestled with last night,
they channel of tangential energy.

Well, tangential energy is like the energy
that forced that museum employee...

...last night, into, well,
into almost committing murder.

- So how does that happen?
- We're not really exactly sure how.

It goes back to Einstein,
you know, "E equals"...

Yeah. Okay. Somehow,
the matter that is in here...

...has just enough energy
to move other matter.

You know, like you.

- Move me where?
- Into trouble.

Bunk.

Is gravity bunk? Magnetism?

These are mysterious forces
we live with, but we can't explain them.

Can you even explain to me
how a radio works, huh?

No, you don't care as long as
you get the traffic report.

But if a radio landed in the hands
of Thomas Jefferson...

...know what Jefferson would do?
He would just lock it up...

...until he figured out
it wasn't gonna kill him.

And that is exactly what we do here.

We take the unexplained...

...and we just safely tuck it away...

...in this super-sized Pandora's box.

Metaphorically speaking.

Well, actually, Pandora's box
is over in Aisle 989 B.

Empty, of course.

Pete?

Do the world a favour
and clear your mind.

Well, that should be easy.

Whoa!

Wow! How did that get there?
Because I... I didn't pick that thing up.

It still amazes me
how that thing moves.

What? What is it?

Don't talk, don't hope,
don't wish for anything.

That kettle grants wishes?

Yes. Now Pete, look at me.

Just keep your eyes on me. Okay.

Open it.

Pete. Pete, this...

This is a Neutralizer.

You can think of this as a fire
extinguisher for objects that act up.

Now, look. I want you to come here,
and drop that slowly, right in here.

There are items here,
that if you put it in...

...they'd generate a big flash,
but this will be a spark.

You may flinch, and I don't want you to
because you could drop it.

- Well, I have a wish.
- Don't.

- You wished for a ferret?
- No.

That was already in the thing.

I don't think so.

You, uh, wished for a transfer,
didn't you?

Impossible wishes,
wishes that can never be granted...

...they produce a ferret.

Don't ask me why.

My first year here, the whole place
was crawling with ferrets.

I swear, I didn't pick that thing up.

No, I know, I know. Not everybody
is affected by everything.

Here, okay? You have to
be metaphysically predisposed.

And the external energies,
they have to be in alignment.

- This is a convergence thing.
- Right. Okay.

So we're... We're all converged here...

...but I still have no idea
what I'm supposed to do.

What you're supposed to do...

...is hunt down whatever
is threatening to ruin the world's day...

...neutralise it and bring it here.
You gotta snag it and bag it and tag it.

This is crazy. This is crazy.

You know, I...
It could be, you know, crazy fun.

That attitude brought you
to our attention.

- Guys want a cookie for the road?
- What road?

There's rooms for you at
Leena's Bed and Breakfast.

About seven miles down the road that way,
and I'll join you there in the morning...

...and I'll...
I'll just join you there in the morning.

Stay close.

Seriously, Lattimer,
there's been a serious screw up.

- I'm serious.
- And now you have a ferret.

What?

This town, is this a town or what?

- What's the name of it?
- It's more like a street.

So it says here to turn left
at Buffalo Station.

What? No, no, no. It's "Buffalo Statue."

Well, your penmanship is atrocious.

I don't need wise... You know, that's...

- You know, don't do that.
- Can you finish a sentence?

A full thought?

Uh, would you really like me to?

Wait, whoa.

No, no, no. Don't call Dickinson.

- He hates being pestered.
- I don't pester.

Well, when he knows something,
he'll call.

Clearly the phrase
"Rolling with the punches"...

...is not in your vocabulary...

...so may I make a suggestion?

What might that be?

Unbunch your panties...

...and make the best of a bad situation.

And how do I do that?

Which part?

You're a freak.

Hello, I'm Leena.

You must be Pete and Myka.

Come in. I've got your rooms ready.

We serve three meals,
9, noon and 5.

We've got radios in the rooms.

No TVs, no in-room phones...

...but there is one there at the
bottom of the stairs in the hallway.

You may choose any room.

Is there anywhere I can get a drink?
I mean, a drink, drink?

- What would you like?
- Whisky neat.

- I can do that.
- Please do that.

She hates travelling.

She loves travelling.

It's the places she's travelled to
that's the problem.

Ah. Heh.

- Can I get you anything?
- No, I'm fine. Heh.

Yep, yep. Just...

Ahem. Is everything okay?

You're a lucky man, Pete.

- I am?
- You're in tune.

Very rare.

I don't know what that...

Leena, are you...?

Are you connected to Artie?

Let me know if your bed
is big enough for you.

Wow.

Hey, bunny.

- How'd it go today?
- Not bad.

Um... Lattimer seems interested.

- And Miss Bering, heh, not so much.
- Mm.

Did you select a case for them?

Yeah. Listen, I don't mean
any disrespect...

...but are we sure these are the people,
the right people? Because he's...

I'm fully aware of their baggage.

Now, what's the real problem?

Artie, take yourself off the hook.

Their fate falls on me.

- You say that.
- Dickinson wants them back.

You've got to get them locked in.

Can't sleep?

Yeah. Me neither.

We don't have to talk.

So, you always eat
when you're stressed?

You always talk this much?

You know, no light
from the city to get in the way.

Nothing but sky.

This time of the year, we get Leo...

...Cygnus, Sagittarius...

You know this how?

My dad and I used to camp a lot.

Where is he now?

Sorry.

What about your folks?

Colorado Springs.

They own a bookstore
called Bering and Sons.

- How many brothers?
- No brothers. Just me.

My dad thought the
"and Sons" sounded classier.

- Well, he must be proud of you.
- Mom is.

Well, did protecting the president
of the United States turn him around?

Yeah. This won't.

From Denver to D.C. to a warehouse
security guard in six months.

Now there's a career trajectory.

Look, about Denver...

...I didn't mean
to spit on that last night.

What you did there
was better than textbook.

We're not discussing that.

Ever.

All right. Well, I'm gonna...

...go back upstairs and...

...not sleep some more.

Hey.

Earlier, did you hear a...?

- Hear what?
- Ah.

Never mind.

Dickinson will call.

He'd better.

Rotation, time...

"Seever City."

Come on.

So it's gonna be you then.

Okay. Cody Thomas...

...a law-school grad student
at University of Southern Iowa.

- Iowa?
- Yeah, Iowa.

Uh, parents were killed in a plane crash.
He is a really good kid.

Been putting himself through college
with the settlement.

Why are we going to Iowa?

To find whatever it is that
pushed this kid over the edge.

- What edge?
- He struck his girlfriend.

- That's it?
- So far.

Look, for the past five days,
I've been reviewing 11 possible cases...

...looking for what
doesn't fit or is out of place...

...like blood on a marble floor
that leads to a man with a knife.

Because of a rock that isn't just a rock.

I've got a hunch that this is the one.

What exactly are we looking for?

Well, you tell me.
It's bigger than a breadbox...

...or smaller?

If there is an artefact
at the heart of this...

...I've prepared a few questions for Cody
that might reveal it.

Actually, it's more than
a few questions.

"Do you have the constant
feeling that today is yesterday?"

Okay. Yeah. See,
if they say "yes," then we could...

They probably won't say "yes."
It's unlikely.

- But we could be dealing with time slip.
- Or a hangover.

- Pew.
- Take this seriously.

I had a run-in with a Mayan calendar,
and that question saved my life.

The two agents that were with me
were not quite so lucky.

What happened to them?

Their clocks...

...stopped.

So, what? They died?

Well,
they'll wish they had in 100 years or so.

Anyway...

Neutralizer. Ahem.

The purple stuff.

Uh, if you find the artefact,
uh, just drown it...

...in there, like this, if you can.

And if it's too big, you just take this,
and throw it and call me.

And don't ask me how it works
because I have no idea.

And it doesn't always work.

And don't ingest that stuff
because you'll...

You'll see things.

And we'll stay in contact with these.
I have one just like it.

- Two-way video communication?
- I call it a Farnsworth.

It's named after Philo Farnsworth...

...who invented that in 1929,
right after he invented the television.

Isn't that remarkable?
Anyway, if you wanna talk to me...

...just press that button.

What is that?

Ha-ha-ha. Nikola Tesla.

Um, Thomas Edison's chief rival
or nemesis, depending...

Um, he cooked this up
as an alternative to bullets.

It's a... It's really a...

...kind of an electric stun gun, but...

It's a polyphase ass-kicker.

- Ha-ha-ha. Now, that's...
- Yeah.

Just, uh, here. Just don't put it
past two to begin with.

That's the trigger there.
Ha, you should practise with it first.

- One blast, and down you go.
- Ha, ha! Whoo.

- Don't point that. Keep your finger away...
- Just don't.

- Stop... Give him the gun.
- Uh, uh, uh.

Oh, also, it zaps short-term memory...

...which is why Agent Morris doesn't
remember seeing me at the museum.

And that's it. Ahem.

- That's what?
- Go to Iowa. Talk to Cody.

Find the artefact, if it exists.
Neutralise it, bring it back.

Oh, and don't get killed.

- How's her aura?
- Tortured.

Guilt and grief, mostly.

She has a soft spot
for the ferret, though.

- Just like you.
- Now, that was a long time ago.

Hmm. You haven't changed that much.

She had a stowaway.
Found this in her room.

Oh, Lord. That's Houdini's wallet.

- Fingers.
- Okay.

That was a bad spike.
That landed on something with her.

I requisitioned mesh screens
for those shelves 10 years ago.

And every year since.

- I've told you this.
- A few times.

You'd think Mrs. Frederic
could maybe get that done.

Don't look at me.

Well, I had the FBI in here a
while ago on a suspected terrorist thing.

All egos out to here and all looking like
they're wearing daddy's suit.

Heh-heh. Well, we feel the same way.

Let me know if this is going federal so
I can get my staff prepared for the media.

It's not going federal. We just have
a few questions, and then we're gone.

- It's Dickinson.
- Oh, we'll just be a sec.

- Yeah. This is Bering.
- Myka, how you doing?

Well, we're in Iowa now
on assignment.

- Any luck in getting us back?
- The bad news is not so far.

Good news is,
I've got a line on Frederic.

She worked for the Treasury
Department in the 1950s, after...

It's not the same woman.
The woman we met was younger.

I've got a Frederic in charge
of some sort of secret sandbox.

Funded from a black-ops budget
I'm still trying to source.

- Well, I can fill you in.
- No. These lines aren't secure.

Listen to me. I'm doing everything
I can to get you and Pete back.

Forty-eight hours, tops.
So follow your current orders...

- ...and keep your head down.
- Wait, sir?

Sir?

So how'd he sound?

Forty-eight hours.

- Yeah, but how'd he sound?
- Not good.

- What kind of questions?
- They're sort of diagnostic.

Diagnostic. What, like I'm sick?

You're Secret Service doctors?

No. Question number one:

"Have you encountered something
that has affected your life?"

- Something like what?
- An object of some kind.

- Do handcuffs count?
- No. Question number two:

"While looking up,
do you have the sensation of falling?"

Cody?

No.

I don't feel like I'm falling.

- Next question.
- Okay. Question number three:

"Have you recently smelled something
that could best be described as...

...fudge when there is no fudge?"

- Fudge? Is that...?
- Question four:

"Do you ever feel like this
might be a colossal waste of time?"

Okay, let's... Heh. Okay.

- We're done with those questions, Cody.
- Yes.

What do you think happened
with your girlfriend?

- Uh, what's her name?
- I don't know.

Emily.

I don't know.

I don't remember.

I was in class, talking with the professor
about some mock-trial thing.

I woke up here,
and they told me I beat Emily up.

- They let you see a doctor?
- Yep. Says I'm fine.

And no... No alcohol or drugs?

- No, I swear.
- No history of blackouts?

No. This isn't me.

I would never hurt Emily.
This isn't me. This isn't...

Cody?

Myka.

- Get him out of here.
- We got it, sir.

Let's get him down to secure lockup.

Let's go.

Well, that was scary.

Come this way, son.

Hello, I'm Lorna Soliday.
I'm Cody's lawyer.

And did Travis call you?

Sheriff respects the law and doesn't
like being railroaded by federal agents.

Are you that hands-on
with all your clients?

No. Just my godson.

- You knew his parents.
- Very well.

And neither Cody nor I will be
answering any more questions...

...until I know what this is about.

- We're interested in Cody's behaviour.
- His violent behaviour.

- As in, where's it coming from?
- What is this?

Someone pegged him
as a threat to the president?

- Not yet.
- Not ever. That's not Cody.

It was Cody that just
destroyed that table in there.

Not to mention what he did
to his girlfriend.

Does the Secret Service investigate...

...every case of battery
among college students?

Nope. Just this one.

So where'd the Italian come in?

- What do you mean?
- He spoke Italian...

...just before he decided
that the interview was over.

I don't know anything about that.

Well, has Cody come into contact
with anything unusual...

- ...say, in the past few days?
- Yes. You two.

- That was a serious question.
- That was a serious answer.

Any more questions,
Sheriff Travis has my number.

You felt that. Right?

I'm not sure what you mean.

It got hot.

Yeah?

But you knew to get me
to the floor before he freaked out.

The vibe.

Right.

Okay. So how do
those things work?

Is there false alarms or...?

- It happens all the time.
- So why do you trust them?

Well...

One time, I didn't, and I should have.

You're right. It's Italian, sort of.

I mean, this is either part gibberish...

I don't know. It's a code, maybe.

And my software
can barely translate any of this.

"Dolor" means "pain."

And a text search
came up with nothing.

- No films, books, plays, songs, poems.
- Okay. So, what now?

Well, you're right beside
a college campus.

You can go find somebody
who speaks Italian.

Artie, hello? Hello?

Excuse me.

- Professor Marzotto?
- Yes?

Uh, we're with the Secret Service.

Oh, my.

It's an old construction.
Fifteenth century.

It's not working-class Italian either.

This is highbrow.

- So, what's he saying?
- Roughly?

"If people knew
the reasons for my fear...

...they'd be able
to understand my pain."

Do you visit Italy a lot?

I haven't been back
in nearly two years.

But you're sure
this translation's correct.

I'm a Renaissance scholar. I'm sure.

Oh, uh, one last question.

Do you know a student here
named Cody Thomas?

I know of him.
I read about him in the paper.

- It's a sad story, that.
- How so?

Well, you know.
He's a good kid, from what I heard...

...and he had some sort
of a breakdown.

All right. Well, uh, if we need you
to translate anything else...

I'd be more than happy to help. Uh...

You can reach me at that number.

Great. Thank you.

He's hiding something. You see his
neck pulse? Bang, bang, bang.

Don't you have an eye for detail.

And he shelves
his books alphabetically.

I didn't notice that.

He puts pens in one cup,
pencils in another.

Heh. Okay. Now you're scaring me.

You see where he put
his pen right before we left?

Was Sherlock Holmes a big deal
at your parents' bookstore?

- Something got Marzotto going.
- And you.

I don't like being lied to.

I'll remember that.
Wanna go and hit him again?

- No, I want a hard phone line.
- I thought this was a waste of time.

- Not anymore.
- Hey, hold up.

- Do you always walk so fast?
- Yes, I do. Are you coming?

- Harris.
- I have an incoming Code Madrid...

- ...for Minnie Harris.
- Reply 6955.

- Hi, Minnie.
- Hey, hotshot.

- Hey, how's the White House?
- It's a lot smaller than it looks on TV.

- How are you?
- Uh, Chad and I are dating.

- Very nice.
- Yes, it is.

- Look, I need some information.
- Okay, shoot.

Edward Marzotto, one Z two T's.

He's a professor
at Southern Iowa University.

- Turnaround?
- Uh, I need it now. Sorry, I know this is big.

It's not a problem. You okay to hang on,
and I'll give you the highlights?

- For sure.
- Okay, thanks. Hang on.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Government agents are asking me
questions I can't answer...

...without getting you and me
into a lot of trouble.

It's about the book.

Your boyfriend is quoting from it.

- How's Myka?
- Edgy, irritable.

- You know, Myka. Why?
- Just checking.

Hey, listen. Uh, there's something
I forgot to mention before.

- What?
- Just before Cody got physical...

...there was some kind of a...

I don't know, a heat wave.

It just rolled right off of him.

This happen after a question?

No, he was talking about
his girlfriend, Emily Krueger.

- You talked to her. Right?
- No, not yet.

All right, listen, uh...

...I'm gonna check out that heat thing,
see if that relates to anything.

And, uh, meanwhile,
what was that translation?

Uh... "If people knew the reasons
for my fear...

...they would be able
to understand my pain."

Hello? Artie? Hey, you want me to...?

- You want me to run that again?
- I got it. Okay, Pete?

You're positive that's the translation?
Absolutely positive?

Yeah. I mean,
that's what Marzotto said.

Okay. I'll call you back.

All right.

Myka?

- Yeah.
- Got some good stuff.

"Edward Melville Marzotto."

- Melville?
- Yeah. I know.

Anyway, the man loves his Italian art.

He just got back from Italy
eight weeks ago, and the cops think...

Minnie?

Hey, bunny.

Whoa, hey. Slow down.

Walk faster.

So, what'd you find out?

Hey, what happened in there?

Myka. Hey, tell me.

I heard a...

I thought I heard a voice
over the phone...

...that I really should not be hearing.

Same thing you heard at Leena's.

Well, look. Sometimes, we...

We hear things
and see things that aren't there.

What I heard can't be there.

- It can't be.
- Well, then it's not.

I mean, maybe it's
post-traumatic stress.

I read the press release
of what went down in Denver.

- Lives were saved.
- Lives were lost.

You're a hero.

You're gonna put me
on a psych eval, aren't you?

Why would I do that?

Because you need to be able
to depend on your partner.

All right. Well, then...

...you're just gonna
have to depend on me...

...to know that you're okay.

We're gonna finish this case,
we're gonna get out of here. We will.

I don't know if I can.
I don't know what we're looking for.

Yes, you do. We...
You know, whatever doesn't fit.

You know,
something that's out of place.

Marzotto...

Marzotto lied to us.

He said that the last time
he was in Italy was...

- Two years ago.
- Yeah.

My contact told me
it was eight weeks ago.

Ha-ha-ha. Well, how about that?

I wonder what else he lied about.

I guess we need more information.

- Yes, we do.
- Cody's girlfriend.

Emily Krueger.

I need a picture.

Just give me a picture.

Give me a picture.

Don't make me come down there!

All right.

I, uh...

I know this is awkward...

...and I feel terrible, but, uh...

...you can't keep it.

I don't know what I was thinking
even taking it out of Italy, but...

...it has to go back.

I'm going to Rome next week...

...and that's coming with me.

What's that for?

I hate this part.

Ow!

- Emily, you're late.
- Sorry.

We were setting up for the party.

- Can I help you?
- Emily Krueger?

Yes?

I know your pain, trust me.

Okay.

We saw you leaving
Professor Marzotto's office, didn't we?

Oh, right.

I was there for a meeting.

For the play. I'm in it.

Marzotto's sort of a technical advisor.

Does he know about
your relationship with Cody?

He knows what happened. Why?

Huh. Because when we talked to him
about Cody, he didn't mention you.

Or that you'd been to see him.

Maybe he was trying
to protect my privacy?

- Why did you guys mention Cody?
- We needed something translated.

Yeah. Have you ever heard
Cody speak Italian?

Just once, when he did this.

How long have you known Cody?

Since the eighth grade.

Got serious after his parents died.

I came here for theatre,
and he applied for law school.

His godmother helped him get in.

- Lorna Soliday?
- You met her?

- Does she have any family?
- Just Cody.

And that's not even real family.

She made sure that he got that
big settlement when his parents died.

Stop.

Do you know what it means?

"If people knew the reasons
for my fear...

...they would be able
to understand my pain."

Does that mean anything to you?

Only that he's afraid of abandonment,
and it scares him.

Maybe he thought that I was
spending too much time on the play.

I don't know.
Can I go back to work now?

Yes.

Ten-to-one this has nothing to do
with the hocus pocus Artie's pushing.

A billion-to-one. How about
a cute girl in a play by Machiavelli...

...makes her insecure boyfriend freak.

Or try this. Emily, an actress,
is a ruthless gold digger.

She'd know which buttons to push
on her boyfriend to get him to hit her.

Right? She goes for the money,
boom, boom, sues him for it.

What kind of women do you date?

Pete?

Pete.

Ugh.

Pete.

Pete.

- It's Marzotto.
- What?

Attendant said he heard him
speaking Italian...

- ...before he doused himself.
- Hey, hey. Hold on.

Why'd you talk to Marzotto?

Who told you that?

Secret Service hits campus,
people notice and now he's dead.

Before, you said something
to make Cody...

...wanna knock your heads off.
Something you want to tell me?

- Later.
- Let me tell you something...

Sure. Tell me something
that makes it seem...

...like I couldn't kick your ass
in front of your men.

Boys, can we put our badges
back in our pants, please?

Sheriff.

- What was that?
- We gotta get to Marzotto's office.

Yeah? And how are we gonna get in?

Hotshot.

What the hell is Warehouse 13?

We haven't met. I'm Mrs. Frederic.

- How'd you get in here?
- Through a door.

- Warehouse 13, is it yours?
- It's mine.

- And so are Lattimer and Bering.
- Excuse me?

Can I ask you something?

Shoot.

Never mind. Heh.

The vibe thing?

My dad was a fireman.

When I was 12...

...I got this feeling one morning...

...that I was never
gonna see him again.

You didn't say anything?

I didn't want him
to see how scared I was.

He died that night in a house fire
saving a couple of kids.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

So now when you get a feeling...

Yeah.

He got his pen out of his pencil cup.

Well, at least he died happy.

Not funny.

You're right.

Well, that's strange.

What?

The M's are out of order.

Maybe there's something in there.

- Is this it?
- I don't know.

- Well, what if it is?
- Then we're done.

- So open it.
- You open it.

I don't want another ferret or whatever.

Don't.

Just in case.

- What's that?
- Something's missing.

- Let's call Artie.
- Yeah.

- Miss Soliday.
- What are you doing here?

You heard what happened
to Marzotto?

Yes, Sheriff Travis just called.

Now get out before I call him back...

...and tell him you're searching
without a warrant.

We're here investigating his suicide.

Ed didn't kill himself.

- He had help.
- What do you mean?

Somebody broke his heart.

We were together for three years.

And then we weren't.

I thought we were in love, but...

...things change,
and he chose someone else.

- A student?
- Did Emily Krueger break his heart?

And Cody's.

She's a despicable young woman...

...who uses people and
then when she's done using them...

We're looking for something,
something about this big.

We think Marzotto had it,
but now it's missing.

- Did Emily get it, whatever it is?
- Why don't you ask her?

She's helping with the party
for the play.

- Cody's there.
- Cody's out?

Emily dropped the charges.

- Okay. We should go.
- I'm coming with you.

If you're confronting Emily,
I need to be there for Cody.

Let's go.

I gotta lose weight.

- Miss Soliday?
- Yes?

Do you think Emily
would ever hurt Cody?

Not physically.
Even if she tried, she couldn't.

And why not?

Me.

Cody has me.

I made a promise to his parents
when I became his godmother...

...that I would always be there...

...to protect him.

It's only a matter of time
before Cody realises...

...Emily's just small-town trash.

Cody is destined for great things,
and I'm helping him succeed.

With me, he can do anything
or be anyone he wants.

- Uh, Myka?
- Yeah?

- Could you pull over for a sec?
- Yeah.

No, Myka!

- Hey.
- Hi, Myka.

I know you.

Well, that's a good sign.

Where am I?

Hospital. In Iowa.

Seever City.

- What happened?
- Car accident.

You've been out for two days.

Pete?

How's Pete?

Lattimer's still unconscious.
We don't know.

Myka, there's someone
here to see you.

Someone who's gonna help you
get back to where you belong.

The president?

Better.

Hey, bunny.

Hey.

You know you shouldn't be here, right?

I could say the same thing about you.

- I think you just did.
- Heh.

I'm hurt.

That didn't stop you in Denver.

- I was late.
- No, bunny.

I was early.

I jumped the gun.

You're dead, Sam.

- Hey, bunny.
- Yeah.

You need to get up now.

You got a lot of things you need to do.

Get up.

Bunny, you have to get up now.

Get up.

Myka, get up.

Pete.

Pete.

Lattimer!

Pete. Wake up, buddy.

Can you hear me?

Come on. Here we go.

- Okay. All right.
- Ow, ow.

- Wait, wait, wait.
- What? What? What?

- You're giving me a wedgie.
- What?

- Yeah.
- Okay. Just...

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- Ow.

Sit here. Don't move.
I'm just gonna get the book.

If you find a badge, it's mine.

Never mind.

I found it. Oh, aargh.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Soliday crashed the car.
- You think?

Where is she?

She's not here.

She had, um...

...uh, some kind of jewellery in her hair.

Like a comb thing.

It looked old.
Like it would fit in the book.

- Pete, you're bleeding. Pete...
- I'm fine. I'm fine. Just...

Here, answer that.

- Yeah.
- You're looking for jewellery. This.

- This thing.
- Yeah. We know.

Saw it in a woman's hair.
She tried to kill us.

A woman? What woman?

Her name is Lorna Soliday. She's...

Part of the ruling class?
Single, middle-aged.

A survivor of family tragedies
and the death of loved ones.

She's connected to a young man.

A young man she believes
needs her protection?

- He's good. Yeah.
- What's the matter? You two all right?

Okay. Anyway, look.
This comb is transmitting Lucrezia Borgia.

- Lucrezia who?
- Borgia. She's a cutthroat Italian...

...who ruled Italy in the 1600s
with her father and brothers.

- My family owned a book store.
- That's right.

So, what do you mean
the comb's transmitting?

An alchemist made it. Okay?

Out of what, I don't know.

It's supposed to be some kind
of Renaissance roofie.

Somehow, the crystals
in the ionized metal in this...

- ...are affecting brain chemistry.
- And the phrase?

Yeah. The phrase.
That's like some kind of phonetic trigger.

This is a very, very, very
unhappy woman.

Very unlucky in love.

- There's supposed to be a jewellery box.
- We found it in Marzotto's office.

He must have given Soliday the comb.

Like her, she wants love at any cost.

She wants love,
and she's gonna kill to get it.

Okay. She wants... She wants Cody,
so she wants Emily gone.

- And Emily's at the party.
- What are you talking about? A party?

Oh, God.
Some Renaissance blowout...

...for some Machiavelli play.

Machiavelli...?
This woman's gonna be there?

- Yes.
- You've gotta stop this woman.

Borgia, 600 years ago,
started a reign of terror...

...and this comb is gonna
wanna start it all over again.

It's got twisted desires,
and it'll amplify, spread...

...like some kind of orgiastic virus.

First to Iowa, then to Nebraska...

- ...then Illinois.
- We understand.

Probably first Illinois and then...

Okay. Look, we need to get you
to a hospital first, and...

- No, no, no...
- Pete.

No. Look, I'm trained
to take a bullet if necessary.

But...

...I'm not sure how to
stop a dead Italian cougar.

We need some kind of approach.

Well, I have no more
colour-coded plans.

There's a silver lining.

Okay. I'll go in, grab Cody.

- You flank.
- No, you flank.

Trust me.

Okay.

Okay. That's not creepy.

How you doing?

Oh, that's nice.

Cody.

Cody. Come on, man.
You don't wanna do this. Okay?

Look.

Hey, hey.
You don't wanna hurt her. Okay?

Just let Emily go.

Oh, he intends to.

Her dying scream will be the trigger...

Hey, hey, hey.
Look, nobody's screaming. Okay?

We're gonna take a deep breath...

...we're gonna come down to Earth.

- Cute.
- Cody.

Kid's fast.

What's your pain, Lorna?

What are you afraid of?

You know.

And so does she.

Show's over.

Drop the comb...

- ...thing.
- Did you really let your lover die?

Myka.

- Shut up.
- For a chance at glory?

I said shut up.

Don't look at it, Myka.

Myka.

Yeah. Sorry.

No one's dying here tonight.

But you might lose a tooth.

Pete.

Duck and cover?

- What did I do?
- It's okay. It's over.

Love hurts, I know.

So here's the deal. You got a choice.

You can come back to D.C.
or stay with the new assignment.

- What's the catch?
- I only get you.

Lattimer has to stay there

- And if I stay, what happens to Pete?
- He still stays.

- How long do I have to think about it?
- About five more seconds.

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