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[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

DR. OGDEN:
We should hurry.

The symposium starts
in 10 minutes.

Do you have your speech?

I think I should have been
invited.

I mean, who has a more exciting
view of the future than I do?

I-I believe we were invited

because we're friends
of James Pendrick.

I'm his best friend, and
I didn't get a bloody invite.

Right, then, George.

Uh, what do you believe
the future holds?

Automatons, sir.
At least one in every household.

And artificial meat,
grown in great vats.

And you can take
the gelatinous by-product

and warm it into
a household lubricant.

Shut up, Crabtree.
You'll put me off beef.

-Ten minutes.
-Yes.

Do me a favor, Murdoch.

Oh.
Your autograph book.

Get me Madame Curie's.

I've got prime ministers,
presidents.

I've even got Buffalo Bill.

But what I don't have
is a Nobel laureate.

Sir, I don't really feel
comfortable

asking people
for their autograph.

Never mind!

Enjoy your fancy shindig
or whatever it is.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Ooh.

Oh, my goodness.

Henry Ford, Andrew Carnegie,

Emma Goldman, and Harry Houdini,
all in the same room.

And that's the physicist
Ernest Rutherford.

What an unlikely gathering.

Detective Murdoch,
how wonderful to see you again.

Alexander Graham Bell.
Always a pleasure, sir.

Dr. Ogden.

I'm so glad
you two were invited.

Have you seen James Pendrick?

No, not yet, although I've seen
or met everyone else.

What's Andrew Carnegie
doing here

on a symposium for the future?

I suppose he's speaking
about the future of capitalism,

along with Emma Goldman.

They're not the only
oppositional pairs.

I just stopped a fight between
Thomas Edison and Nikola Tesla.

Oh.
Mr. Wells, we meet again.

Julia, wasn't it?

Uh, Dr. Ogden.

Hello, Mr. Wells.

Call me Herbert.

Oh.
[ Laughs ] Herbert.

Uh, Edison.

I understand you had a dust-up
with Nikola.

It's not over.

If you see him, you tell him
I wish to speak to him.

Mm.

You must excuse me.
I should work on my speech.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Dr. Ogden, perhaps you'd like
to meet Madame Curie.

Oh, perfect.
Yes.

Excuse us, Herbert.

The future...
[ Clears throat ]

The future...
is, of course, unknowable.

But indicators abound
as to what it might become.

TESLA:
It will only be necessary

to carry
an inexpensive instrument

not bigger than a watch,
which will allow its bearer

to listen or transmit speech
or song

to the uttermost parts
of the world.

Psst.

Mr. Tesla.

Detective.

I look forward to your lecture.

Well, I must say
I am intrigued by yours.

A universal communication device
one could carry in their pocket?

Mm.
I believe it is within reach.

Oh. Uh, Mr. Edison
was looking for you.

[ Snorts, laughs ]

Oh, I played a little prank
on him.

I left out technical drawings
for a teleportation device

where I knew his spies
could find them.

-No.
-Yes. [ Laughs ]

A whole team.
Four months, wasted.

Ooh.
You seem to have lost a button.

[ Sighs ]
He grabbed at me earlier.

They pulled him away.

I'm the first speaker.

Well, you have time to change
if you hurry.

Yes.

See you soon.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

The future.

Excuse me.

Mr. Ford.

[ Projector clicking ]

The future.

How far can we see
into its horizon?

A new physics that tells us that
the impossible is inevitable.

But what is actually possible?

What is inevitable?

These are the questions
we seek to answer

here at this symposium.

Unfortunately, I am sorry to say

I will not be able to join you
on this journey of discovery.

A recent surge
in sunspot activity

has provided
a unique opportunity

to test a theory on the forces
that power the sun,

forces that I hope to harness
here on earth.

In my absence,
my able assistant,

Svetlana Tsiolkovsky,
will be my proxy.

Good luck, my friends.

May your ideas flourish.

[ Murmuring and applause ]

[ Russian accent ]
Thank you for coming.

It means so much to James
that you could all be here

to talk about
what is yet to come.

I once told James
he is most brilliant man alive.

He corrected me.

He said that man
is Nikola Tesla.

Mr. Tesla?

[ Audience murmuring ]

EINSTEIN: [ German accent ]
Where is he?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

He telephoned from his room
to ask for a glass of milk.

And you found Mr. Edison
pounding on his door?

He said he'd been there
at least five minutes.

But Mr. Tesla never emerged?

No.

Do I know you?

-We met in New York.
-Oh!

When we saved
President Roosevelt.

Yes.
When you didn't tip.

[ Latch clicks ]

MURDOCH:
I thought it was included.

When I came in, he wasn't here.

Where could he have gone?

[ Vehicles passing ]

Extraordinary.

How did Mr. Tesla
just disappear?

Well, he didn't vanish
into thin air.

EDISON: Why am I a scientist,
you might ask.

Some invent for money.

Others invent because they wish
to make the world

a better place.

I invent...because I must.

[ Applause ]

You were standing outside
of his room for how long?

Five minutes at least.

Banging on the door?

Not the whole time.

I'm not a maniac.

I was mostly pacing.

The bellboy claims
Mr. Tesla placed a call

from inside his room
while you were standing outside.

Well, then he must lying.

The concierge confirmed
the call.

Both the room number and time
were recorded.

Look, Murdoch.

I have no love for Nikola Tesla.

If his teleportation device
had worked,

I would gladly have sent him
to another planet

or perhaps to the surface
of the sun.

Alas, it did not.

You don't think Mr. Edison had
anything to do with it?

I don't know what to think, sir.

George is conducting
a room-by-room search.

-You don't need to be here.
-Oh, nonsense.

Can't have famous scientists
go missing on my watch.

[ Chuckles ]

Could it have been a trick?

If it is, how did he do it?

I don't know, but we do have an
escape artist at the symposium.

Perhaps we should ask
Mr. Houdini.

No, I-I don't know if Mr. Tesla
has a fear of heights.

MAN:
Hey, Harry! Harry!

-It's him!
-WOMAN: Where?

MAN:
Right up there!

It's six floors, straight down.

Not a ledge in sight.

So, you see,
he could have rappelled down.

Where would the rope
have been attached?

And where is it now?

Mm.
Yes.

Alternatively, a parachute.

It would be risky.

You haven't convinced
the detective yet, Mr. Houdini.

What other ideas have you?

Uh...

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Examine, if you will,
the chimney.

Go along, each of you.

Take a good look.

Mm, no.
It's far too narrow.

-DR. OGDEN: He's gone.
-BELL: Wonderful!

He disappeared himself!

-[ Laughs ]
-Wait.

[ Exhales deeply ]
Wait.

[ Clears throat ]

Ta-da.

Bravo, Mr. Houdini.

Bravo.

So, as you can see,
matter is related to energy,

and energy is related to matter
by a conversion factor

equal to the square
of the speed of light.

I think you will agree
this is a rather large number.

To put it in perspective --

If we could liberate the latent
energy in this glass of water,

it would be equal
to 8 million tons of TNT.

-[ Audience murmuring ]
-So be careful with this, hmm?

[ Laughter ]

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Oh.

Oh, Mr. Einstein,
that was fascinating.

That's Houdini's best guess?

That Tesla either threw himself
out of a window

or folded himself into
the bottom of a tea trolley?

-What for?
-I have no idea.

But there has to be
a better explanation.

I just don't know what that is
as yet.

Sir, what if a hole has opened
in the space-time continuum

and sucked Tesla through?

Space-time continuum?

He's been listening
to that Einstein.

Sir, his speech was brilliant.

Did you know that time travels
at the speed of light --

so that if you were to travel
at the speed of light

there would be no time?

That makes no sense whatsoever.

Sirs,
what if in the near future,

Mr. Tesla invents a device

of unforeseen
but terrible consequence

such that somebody
from the distant future

has been sent back in time
to now -- to remove him...

-She's leaving.
-Who?

Madame Curie.

Look.
Uh, you two sort it out.

Sir, I don't think that's...

Have you found anything
of interest, George --

on this planet?

Sir, we've searched every room.
There's no sign of him.

Nobody remembers seeing anything
out of the ordinary.

He really does seem
to have disappeared, sir.

[ Bell chimes ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

BRACKENREID:
Madame Curie?

Madame Curie?

Madame Cur-- Oh! Oh!
P-Please hold the door!

Oh!

Oh, bollocks.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Ah.

Madame Curie?

This is Inspector
Thomas Charles Brackenreid

of the Toronto Constabulary.

If I could have just a moment
of your time, please.

Madame Curie?

Could you unlock this door,
please?

[ Keys jingling ]

[ Latch clicks ]

Thank you.

Madame Curie?

Bloody hell.

When she didn't answer the door,

I thought maybe she hadn't gone
into the room at all.

But the bellboy said she'd rang
down to the front desk

and requested tea.

Meaning she was in her room,
just like Mr. Tesla.

These windows lock
from the inside.

I checked under the bed,
the closet.

Madame Curie has disappeared.

I see nothing amiss in her room.

But now that two people
have disappeared,

it's clear something nefarious
is going on.

We will be free to love who,
when, and where we wish.

No.
Absolutely not.

Miss Tsiolkovsky, I realize you
take your job very seriously.

This is no mere job,
Detective Murdoch.

James Pendrick has entrusted me
to run this symposium,

and I will not let him down.

I understand that.

But until I know
what is going on,

I don't believe
that anyone here is safe.

You're sure
they are disappearing,

they have not just left?

It's not like Tesla to miss
a chance to make a speech.

MURDOCH: Both he and
Madame Curie have disappeared

under mysterious circumstances.

I understand that, Detective,
but I am firm.

The symposium goes on.

Fine.

But please let me telephone
my station house

and assign a constable
to each of the symposium guests.

Ask them to be discreet.

I don't want anyone
becoming alarmed.

They'll do their best.

-I have to go.
-Go? Go? Where? No.

You are the next to speak.

Uh, but...

BELL:
It's all right, old boy.

Perhaps we could swap spots.

That will be fine, yes.

Mr. Einstein?
This is Constable Crabtree.

I've been assigned to guard you.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Excuse me.

Mr. Einstein, your towels.

I need you to open the door --
right away.

[ Keys jingling ]

[ Latch clicks ]

CRABTREE:
Oh, Lord. He's gone too.

The future, ladies
and gentlemen, is in kites.

-[ Applause ]
-Sir?

-Sir.
-George.

Albert Einstein is missing.

-What? Are you sure?
-Yes, sir.

And apparently he called down
for fresh towels

moments before I arrived
at his room.

I'm afraid I have some bad news
of my own.

Mr. Rutherford
has also vanished.

He was last seen
heading to his room

and is now nowhere to be found.

Detective, did I hear Rutherford
has gone missing as well?

I'm afraid so.

Sir, that makes
four people now --

Mr. Tesla, Madame Curie,
Einstein, and Rutherford.

How curious.

Why them?

Well, it makes me wonder
if somebody is kidnapping

the best and brightest
of this symposium.

Oh, I hardly think...

Yes, George.
I believe you're right.

Excuse us, Mr. Edison.

Why do I have to look
at your automobile?

Mr. Ford,
I am not just a constable.

I too am a visionary.
Behold.

[ Indistinct conversations,
horns honking in distance ]

What am I looking at?

There's a mirror in my car.

How nice for you.

Well, uh, do you know
what this mirror does?

-Allows you to look at yourself.
-Correction.

It allows me to look
at other people.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

While I'm driving, I use
the mirror to look behind me.

FORD:
Ah.

You can see your passengers

and, presumably,
what is behind your car as well.

Precisely.

How interesting.

This mirror is on a stand,

but if it were mounted
on the roof, in the middle,

and one could tilt it
in any direction...

I have lived my life
by my rule of thirds.

The first third of my life
was spent gaining an education.

The second third was spent
making money.

-A lot of money.
-[ Man laughs ]

In the last third of my life,
I am going to give it all away.

[ Woman gasps ]

Why are people applauding
Andrew Carnegie?

Well, Miss Goldman, he's devoted
his life to philanthropy.

His vision for the future is one
of enlightenment and peace.

And what of the common people

who broke their backs
and lost their lives

so that he could gain
his fortune?

Well, yes, that is true.
I...

This entire symposium
is preposterous.

Why are we talking about
what might be possible tomorrow

when there are so many problems
today?

Some scientists and thinkers
use such conjectures

to propel their work.

But you see, I...

CARNEGIE:
Capitalism is the reason...

Miss Goldman?

And do you know what propels
my work, Detective Watts?

Uh, what's that?

Holding people responsible

for the injustice
they have inflicted.

WATTS:
Oh.

Anyone can prosper, even a boy
from a small home in Scotl--

This is for the workers!

[ Grunts ]

[ Audience murmuring ]

You're sure?

I need to find a telephone.

Have Miss Goldman removed
from the hall, Constable.

But, uh, don't charge her.
The woman has a point.

GOLDMAN:
You're a disgrace, Carnegie!

A fifth person
has now gone missing.

-Who else?
-Thomas Edison.

Could somebody from
the symposium be behind this?

What about Svetlana Tsiolkovsky?

She could be working
for someone else.

I don't think she would let
James Pendrick down again.

Sir, I hate to say it, but what
about James Pendrick himself?

I mean, if you think about it.
Why?

Why has he gathered
all these people together?

Why is he not here himself,
really?

It is strange.

Perhaps he is here.

CRABTREE:
In hiding?

Uh, perhaps h-he's gathering
the best of the best together

and now he's hidden them away
in some secret place.

Why on earth would he do that?

Haven't we learned by now
that James Pendrick

always has something
up his sleeve?

[ Projector clicking ]

He seems stiff, preoccupied.

Exactly.

And if we know anything
about Pendrick,

he's hardly shy
in front of a camera.

MURDOCH: I see something in
the reflection behind Pendrick.

George, turn off the light.

Stop the film.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

DR. OGDEN: William,
that -- that looks like...

MURDOCH:
Sally Pendrick.

His ex-wife.

The woman who got away
with murder.

The very one.

But James Pendrick
wouldn't do her bidding.

MURDOCH:
Take a closer look, Julia.

James Pendrick isn't simply
doing her bidding.

He's being forced --
at gunpoint.

Sally Pendrick?

So she's the one kidnapping
all the scientists?

The fact that she's involved
in the disappearance

of James Pendrick
makes it a strong possibility.

You think he's alive?

I'm afraid there's no indication
one way or the other.

Why is she doing this?

And why show up
after all this time?

What's it been?
Ten years?

Something like that.

Is she intending to hold
the scientists for ransom?

Well, sir, Sally Pendrick built
a microwave death ray

to sell to the highest bidder.

If she's kidnapped
the world's top scientists,

I'm afraid she may have
something even more sinister

in mind.

One thousand dollars.

I'm sorry, but no.

Henry, be reasonable.

Well, if by reasonable
you mean fair,

then I believe I am, Henry.

This invention
will revolutionize

your next car model
and every model thereafter.

If all that's worth to you
is $1,000,

then...I suppose it's simply
a fundamental disagreement

in vision.

Fifteen hundred.

Add a zero to it
and we can start talking.

[ Grunting ]

What exactly am I looking at?

I am not sure.

[ Exhales sharply ]

Mr. Edison?

EDISON: I had stepped out of my
room to go downstairs for lunch,

when suddenly...I was ambushed.

My hands were bound.

They told me to remain
completely silent

or they would kill me.

Do you recall anything
about their voices --

accents, perhaps?

Nothing I can recall.

They carried me down some stairs

into what I can only assume
was a room in a basement.

There, I was tied to a chair.

And what were they saying?

Just the usual --

how they finally had
the most brilliant mind

of the last 200 years,

what a disappointment
Nikola was,

et cetera, et cetera.

And just how did you escape?

When they stepped out,

I managed to loosen the ropes
that held me to the chair.

Then it was a simple matter
of finding the exit.

I had counted
the number of footsteps

from the stairs to the chair,

so I knew the general direction
and approximate distance.

Extraordinary.

EDISON:
...fifty-five, fifty-six,

fifty-seven, fifty-eight,
fifty-nine.

Ah.
There it is.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Do you remember anything else?

Just that the man in charge

was quite excited
to have me as a captive.

He said they could finally get
what they wanted.

-The man in charge?
-Yes.

He was clearly the leader.

Kept referring
to his "master plan."

Apparently the other captives --
a bit of a letdown.

Einstein?

Who even heard of him?

Mr. Edison, the person behind
these kidnappings is a woman.

Impossible.

I have clear evidence
that it is.

You wouldn't, by chance,
be concocting this story,

would you?

How dare you, sir?

Why would I do such a thing?
Why?

Because you are jealous
that the other captives

are considered more valuable
than you.

[ Scoffs ]
Ridiculous.

Absolute hogwash.

I don't need to lie
to prove that I'm smarter

than those -- those...
people less smart than I.

Well, then you know that lying
to the police

is a crime punishable
by imprisonment --

to say nothing of the public
embarrassment that would follow.

So I will ask you one more time,
Mr. Edison --

Were you truly kidnapped
and held here?

No.
I made it up.

Mr. Edison, your ego has wasted

the one thing that matters most
in a case like this -- time.

-I have half a mind to --
-[ Clicking ]

What's that?

That is a telephone switcher.

An invention of mine.

Unfortunately, that fool
Strowger beat me to the patent.

[ Clicking continues ]

Do these wires belong here?

No.

Someone must have tampered
with it.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Switch clicks,
static hissing ]

CURIE:
Yes. This is room 710.

I would like a cup of tea, p--

[ Switch clicks,
static hissing ]

TESLA:
Hello. Uh, Tesla here.

Uh, I'd like a glass of milk
sent up.

[ Switch clicks,
static hissing ]

EINSTEIN: Yes. Mr. Einstein
here, and I would like towels.

Clean ones this time.

[ Switch clicks,
static hissing ]

RUTHERFORD: This is
Ernest Rutherford from room 812.

Could I have tonic water
sent up?

[ Switch clicks ]

I don't understand.

This is how it was done.

All four of them made calls
down to the front desk.

Those calls were intercepted
and recorded.

Then replayed to make us think
they're still in their room

when, in fact,
they were already abducted.

CRABTREE:
But from where?

MURDOCH: That's what we
need to determine.

Now, Mr. Edison claims
he followed Mr. Tesla

to the elevator
but never saw him again.

The same thing happened
to Madame Curie.

I watched her
get into the elevator.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Of course.

Sally Pendrick used
a false elevator

to steal a Rembrandt painting
some years ago.

CRABTREE:
Sir, a painting is one thing,

but how would she use
an elevator to kidnap somebody?

Hopefully we're about
to find out.

[ Bell chimes ]

Oh, good. You're here.
I was getting worried.

You're speaking next.

I'll be there
in less than five minutes.

Thank you.

[ Music continues ]

I don't see anything
out of the ordinary.

-Nor do I.
-Does the floor give way?

Sir, don't give it any ideas.
[ Grunts ]

-[ Doors closing ]
-Oi.

Oh.

[ Button clicking ]

Nothing.

George, give me a hand.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

[ Grunts ] Sir, it's no use.
It's stuck.

There must be some mechanism
by which to open them.

There's a telephone.
I'll call someone.

Oh, uh, sir,
that might not be a good id--

[ Hissing ]

BRACKENREID:
Oh, that's not good.

MURDOCH:
Oh, no.

-Oh.
-DR. OGDEN: William.

[ Coughs ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Snoring ]

Julia.
Julia, wake up.

William, are you all right?

I seem to be.

S-Sir.

[ Grunts ]
Oh!

Oh.
What the bloody hell happened?

Sir, I believe we were gassed
in the elevator.

Have we been kidnapped now?

Quite flattering in a way.

[ Music continues ]

Open this door!

WOMAN: [ Slavic accent ]
Who's there?

This is Inspector
Thomas Brackenreid.

I demand that you open
this door.

Where are we?
Why have you brought us here?

Madame Curie,
we've all been kidnapped.

We know little more than you do,
I'm afraid.

What's the last thing you recall
before finding yourself here?

[ Exhales deeply ]
I was on my way to my room.

I, uh...I-I went
into the hotel elevator,

and then I woke up here.

Have you seen Mr. Tesla?

Of course.

Come.

TESLA:
Do it again.

-How do I look?
-[ Electricity buzzing ]

So good.

[ Laughter ]

You see, it is a lab

furnished with every item
any of us could wish for.

Every scientific journal
recorded on rolls of film.

A supply of uranium.

In significant amounts.

These are the magnets
I requested of the university

but was denied.

Said they were
prohibitively expensive.

TESLA:
See here?

A static generator capable
of creating high voltages.

-Oh, careful.
-CRABTREE: Ooh!

This research was published
only last month.

This laboratory is furnished
with all of the latest theories

on mathematics, chemistry,
physics.

It is a lab designed to probe
the heart of all matter.

A synthesis of each
of our fields of study.

To what end?

Mm.
Perhaps a source of free energy.

Enough to power
the entire world.

There is nothing altruistic
about this.

This is the work
of Sally Pendrick,

James Pendrick's former wife,
a woman of evil ambition.

Mm.
A ruthless character.

We've had the misfortune
to encounter her before.

So she's not planning
on creating free energy?

Not in the least.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

William Murdoch.

What a pleasure
to see you again.

-Why have you brought us here?
-Madame Curie.

You and your colleagues
have been chosen

out of my deepest respect
for your work.

You have been invited here
to unlock the power of the atom.

Of course, it was not my plan
that William and his friends

would stumble
on my little project.

But now that they are here,
they can be put to use.

Unlock the power of the atom?
What does that mean?

She wants to build a bomb.

The constable is correct.

Science has brought us
to this point,

and now I will be your patron.

Together, we will harness
the potential

to build a weapon
that will rule the world.

I see your ego has only grown.

The four of you are disposable,
Doctor.

Don't force my hand.

[ Music continues ]

No peeking.

MURDOCH:
You can't really believe

that you can force these people
to build your bomb.

Absolutely not.

Our minds are our own.

Quite.

Our work is for peace, not war.

Science is moving inexorably
towards this point.

You better than anyone know
that progress cannot be stuffed

back into its little test tube.

None of us will build a weapon.

Cooperate...
and become rich with me.

And if we refuse?

It's -- It's Irène and Eve.

My -- My girls.

My wife, my children.

Your loved ones will die
slowly and painfully.

This is no idle threat.

It should be clear to you by now

that I have the means
to see it through.

[ Music continues ]

We will do what you ask for.

I thought you would see reason.

Rest up tonight.

Tomorrow...we get to work.

[ Latch squeaks, clicks ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

-[ Laughter ]
-Exactly.

Mr. Ford.

Have you had time to consider
our deal?

Indeed I have, my good man.

Oh. I trust you have
a new offer for me, then.

Yes.

I have given it
careful consideration.

And my new offer is...nothing.

I beg your pardon.

I have just filed a patent

for an affixed
rear-looking driver mirror.

What?

If you have
no such patent pending,

you have nothing to sell.

Well -- But it's my idea.

We all have ideas.

But until you have a patent, an
idea is but a handful of beans.

All right. I'll take the $1,500
you offered earlier, then.

[ Laughing ]

[ Men laughing ]

So, in that scenario, are...
are you moving or am I moving?

All movement is relative.

There is no absolute speed.
Only the speed of light.

Does this make sense to you?

CRABTREE:
Uh, yes. I think so.

Uh, s-something similar to when
you're standing on an elevator

and you're not sure
i-if it just started to go down

or if you've suddenly become
lighter.

-George, I hardly think --
-No, no, no.

That -- That is it.

Gravity. Acceleration.
They are equivalent!

You have solved the problem!
You're a genius!

[ Laughs ]

It appears that door
is the only way out, Murdoch.

What are you doing, William?

We need to get through
this door.

-It looks like solid steel.
-Well, not entirely solid.

I-I believe this center
portion...

[ Tapping ]
...is hollow.

And that might be where
the lock mechanism is located.

Well, then why don't we
drill it out?

There must be a drill
around here somewhere.

RUTHERFORD: We have the means
to create enough energy

to melt the laboratory
we stand in

but lack the tools to penetrate
a thick steel door.

Well, couldn't we melt
just the door?

Or even just the lock mechanism?

It's not that simple, George.

By what means do you propose?

If we take all this energy
and -- and somehow zap it --

zap it toward the door
in some sort of, uh, super beam.

A super beam.

High energy.
Yes!

I've had thoughts
on such a beam.

We would have to create
and accelerate the particles

to a very high speed.

We have the magnets.

If we could array them
in a circle...

We would need to focus
that energy into a single point.

We have lenses.

We would need to calculate
the angle of refraction.

BRACKENREID:
Bloody hell.

You're all overthinking this
too much.

Here's what we do.

We lure a guard
through the door,

bash him over the head,
and then we make a run for it.

I do like to say
that things should be made

as simple as possible.

-There you go.
-But not that simple.

Let's get to work.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Music continues ]

Right, then.
Should we give it a go?

[ Machine humming ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Switches click ]

[ Buzzing ]

[ Switches click,
buzzing stops ]

RUTHERFORD:
It's safe now.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

EINSTEIN:
It should work.

What did I tell you?
Waste of time.

No.

Twenty megavolts of energy were
concentrated on a single point,

just not where we thought.

The focal length is slightly
shorter than we expected.

I told you the index
of refraction was wrong.

Wait.
Wait.

Try it again.

There must be sufficient energy
stored up.

TESLA:
Ready?

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Machine humming ]

[ Buzzing ]

-TESLA: Yes.
-EINSTEIN: It's good!

Ah!

So we adjust the position
of the lenses, yes?

It should not take
more than an hour.

-CURIE: Yes.
-[ Alarm blaring ]

Oh, no.

The smoke must have set off
the alarm.

RUTHERFORD:
Oh, my goodness.

What did I tell you?
A lot easier.

CRABTREE:
Sir? Sir, there's more!

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Indistinct conversations,
shouting ]

Let's go!

-Yes.
-Here.

Go! Go!
Come on!

[ Alarm continues ]

CRABTREE:
Let's go.

[ Latch squeaking ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

-What?
-Oh.

-[ Exhales deeply ]
-What?

EINSTEIN:
What is this?

Where are we?
What is going on here?

-RUTHERFORD: I have no idea.
-CURIE: I don't know.

-[ Gun cocks ]
-RUTHERFORD: Oh.

William?

I should have known you wouldn't
do as you were told, William.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Relinquish your weapons.

Do as she says.

SALLY: I have no wish
to harm your wife.

However, it's clear

you did not take
my previous warning seriously.

Who was the first
to be disarmed?

-[ Grunts ]
-[ Gasps ]

The next time you attempt
to escape,

I won't hesitate to do the same
to any of you.

[ Music continues ]

[ Grunts ]

You have to understand
you are truly trapped here.

Isolated underground.

No roads lead to us.

No one knows where you are.

I have brought you here
to build a weapon

greater than the world has seen
before!

What you propose
is far more complicated

than you can possibly
understand.

I built this laboratory
and gained access to all of you.

I am just as intelligent
as any of you.

Kidnapping can hardly
be compared to atomic physics.

Enough!

[ Whispering ]
Sir, look where she's standing.

MURDOCH: [ Whispering ]
I know.

[ Machine humming ]

Bring her to me.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

I will teach you not to doubt
my intelligence.

[ Buzzing ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Birds chirping ]

BRACKENREID: This is not
big enough for all of us.

CRABTREE:
We'll have to draw straws.

RUTHERFORD: Some of you
could go and get help.

I'm happy to wait.

I did have an experiment in mind
for the static generator.

Ah.

I am not due to leave Canada
until next week.

You want to stay?

Send transport
when you get to Toronto,

and, uh, we will keep the guards
secured until help arrives.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Madame Curie,
if you'd be so kind.

Of course, Inspector.

RUTHERFORD:
[ Clears throat ]

You know, I've achieved
some recognition in my field.

Come and see me after you've won
a Nobel Prize.

Thank you, madam.

Thank you.

-Constable Crabtree.
-Ah.

A man of such vision!

You have a gift.

Surely it is wasted
as a constable.

Come to Europe.

The -- The new physics requires
unconventional thinkers.

I could find a place for you
in my department.

That's very kind of you,
Mr. Einstein.

But my home is in Canada.

A shame, my friend.

-Oh.
-Hmm?

[ Chuckles ]

Right, then.
Who knows how to fly this thing?

I suppose we'll just have to see
where the wind blows us, George.

[ Music continues ]

-Ah!
-EINSTEIN: Auf wiedersehen!

-My hat!
-CURIE: Bye!

[ Music continues ]

RUTHERFORD:
Don't forget about us!

CURIE:
Bye!

Where do you think we are, sir?

In the wilderness somewhere
north of Toronto, I suppose.

And by the sun, late afternoon.

I suppose the Pendrick Symposium
will be over by now.

Yes.

You never got to give
your speech.

No.

Well, sir, give it to us now.

Oh, I-I don't know.

You have a captive audience.
[ Chuckles ]

Well, all right.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Clears throat ]

The future is unknowable.

But indicators abound
as to what it might become.

Wireless communication portends
the instantaneous dissemination

of knowledge
from all parts of the world.

Knowledge will end prejudice.

Demagogues will no longer
flourish.

Lies and misinformation
will disappear.

The matters and crises
that face us all

will be dealt with intelligently
and logically.

All of humanity will be able
to embrace their better selves.

At the end of the 20th century
and beyond,

truth and knowledge
will prevail.