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Magic has limits.
Science has limits.

Magic can't kill cancer or...

...take us farther into space than the Moon,
so we've stopped trying.

But in the pragmatic world, the world of science...

...they never stop trying.

I wanted the best of both worlds,
but no one would listen.

Owner name is Armand Beaufort,
high-end antiques dealer.

This is creeping me out.

Yeah, this doesn't feel right.

Stay alert.

He gotta be back.

Behind you!

No!

Hey!

Thanks.

Right, where the hell
is the coroner?

Right here.

- Sorry, Helen.
- It's okay.

- Any word on Poole?
- No, noting yet.

<...> while he is in a hospital.

The stiff's over here.

Clear the space, <...>will you, boys?

Another strange one.

The victim was killed the same way
as a drug dealer,

we found yesterday.

Is there any connection between them?

I would say "yes".

We've got nothing on a dealer,
he'd been in river too long.

This guy's like fresher.
Think he can um... tell us anything?

Well...

let's ask him.

Okay -

Here we go.

Quiet, please.

Okay

Mr. Beaufort?

Mr. Beaufort?

Mr. Beaufort ?
Can you hear me?

I... hear you.

You better talk fast,
he is almost on the other side.

Did you see who killed you ?

No.

I was working...

...there was someone behind me...

...weird loud noise.

Can you think of anyone
who might want to harm you?

That light. It's so bright...

Mr. Beaufort?

Mr. Beaufort!

That's it?
What, 20 seconds?

Half his head's gone.
You're lucky I've got him back at all.

I saw a coroner in Chicago bring back a guy
been thrown from a ten-story building.

Well, you're stuck with me. All I've got is
a master's degree from Harvard in necromancy.

But if you think it so easy,
you try it.

Wait, Helen, don't...

Helen?

Helen, come on. Helen!

Wait

Look...

I'm sorry. My partner is in the hospital
fighting for his life

his wife is nine months pregnant...

I know, I'm sorry.
I have overreacted.

Some people still say that women
aren't as effective in necromancy as men. And ..

They're crazy. You're the best
I've ever worked with

Here is...

Something I wanted to show you.

Have you seen anything like it ?

No in ten years on the job.

The world gets stranger every day.

You can say that again ?

The world gets stranger every day.

Yeah ?

Yeah, what's up ?

No, I...

...still here, thanks.

- No!!
- Come on!!

- No!
- Come on!

- Get these goddamn cuffs off me!
- Shut up! -Do you need help?

- Come on!
- No, I want a lawyer!

- Come on!
- No!

This lady locked up for possession
of a controlled substance !

- Come on.
- Tannis root?

- When was her last dose?
- Let go of me!

- I do not know, she said yesterday.
- I want a lawyer!

Oh, SHE - said yesterday?
What, and you believed her?

Did you check her eyes ?

- No.
- Well, check her eyes.

Come here!

<...>, get down!

Get...

Hey, beautiful.

Never, EVER, take the word of a criminal!

You got eyes and a brain, use it!

- I was...
- Where's the wolfman spray?
-What?

- WHERE's the wolfman spray?

- It's in the car.
- Come on.

- You could have died yourself!
So think next time!! - Sean!

-You could have killed everybody in here!
- Sean! SEAN!!

Let's go to my office.

Come on.

Sean, you wanna keep that door?

These glasses are FILTHY...

But pretty sure this boozoo...

...killed down there anything.

Let's just hope, not us.

So what the hell happened, Sean?

It was a bullshit call. A burglary.
Nothing unusual.

We walk in the room, the room
exploded, I mean...

Never seen anything like it.

Poole takes from the back of the head.

Things just messed up.

I got hit, too.

One of my bad habits saved my ass.
Look at that.

That thing's stuck in my cigarette case.

-I've never seen anything like it.
-What is it?

Give a sound <...> forensics.

You're a one lucky son of a b...

Excuse me.

Nothing.

- No trace of magic at all.
- What?

How can you drive a piece of metal
through the guy's head

hard enough to kill him,
without using magic?

It's a hell out of me.

You see, the perp was carried off by a gargoyle.

Yeah-yeah, but that's a dead end.

Gargoyles are cheap and easy
to get on the black market.

Does Beaufort have a record?

A couple complaints about trying to sell forgeries.

No arrests.

Screw it. I'll go back and scoop it out myself.

Forensics has been all over it.
probably cast every spell in a book.

Maybe I'll find something he missed.

Sean...

Look, I have no complaints about your work.

Methods may be... unorthodox,
but you get results.

Just don't show to peoples' faces

I'm not the one who makes
a big deal out of it.

I know you, Sean.

Damn, we were partners
for a long time, man.

And I owe you.

Just don't do anything stupid, right?

Like what?

Don't rub it in their noses, Sean.

Most cops believe that this... 'science'

does not have any business
with police work at all.

Okay

Whatever you say.

You too, huh?

Easy.

Find anything?

Yeah, this.

If that's a narcotic that could be
a connection to our dead drug dealer.

It is obviously not magic,
in nature <...> would have found it.

- I'll analyze it.
- Ah, ah, ah, no-no-no. It's a...

I gonna try something first.

Dusting every fingerprint?

There's nothing to be ashamed of,
a lot of labs just starting deal with the process.

It's not admissible in court,
but... it can help

when standard magic techniques don't work.

Yes, but don't advertise it, I...

...apparently, I have a reputation.

I know you don't use magic
in your interrogations.

I don't trust Truth spells.

They alter the perp's
consciousness, that's...

...like he's drunk.
They won't lie to you, but...

...they might forget
useful information.

Or just... pass out altogether.

You know what I trust?

Looking a man in the eye.

I don't understand how my car works
or how you can raise a guy from the dead.

but I know - I know,
if someone's lying to me.

I see it when they blink, sweat
breathe...

they know I'm not using
the magic.

But I still know they are lying.

That's when they crack up.
Every time.

Come down to the morgue with me.
I want to show you something.

Zombies, really?

Come on, how can you work with
zombies?

God.

The only difference between them
and Mr. Beaufort here

is that they making themselves useful.

See these burns around the wound?

Killer's weapon emitted small...
burst of flame,

...some type of fire-based... magic.

My colleagues and I cast every
diagnostic spell there is,

and we couldn't identify any magic.

The killer must have cloaked it.

This means he's a wizard.

I've never seen anything like it.
This is powerful magic.

We have strange jobs, Helen.

Yeah. Saturday night and we
are in the morgue.

I wish my second husband was a
cop, he would have understood.

Is that what cost you
your marriage?

Huh! That's one of many things.

The divorce is final next week.

Advice from someone who's been there?

You're still wearing the ring.
You're not divorced enough.

Yeah.

Call me if you find out anything.

I hate zombies.

Hello?

Hello?

Can I help you?

Yes, ah... you're a scientist, right?

Well, I... prefer the term
'pragmatist'.

'Scientist' has connotations.

But you are... you know about science?

Well, why do you ask?

I was hoping you could help
to identify this.

It could be narcotic...

- could be a...
- I'm not interested.

You guys have a lot of nerve.

What you do not understand here,
excuse is...

I understand that, from
the day I opened...

the police have been harassing me.

Trying to shut me down
for any violations.

trying to RUIN my reputation and
run me out of business.

This is my livelihood.

This is also what I believe.

- And now you want my help?
I do not think so!

- If you stop freakin' out for 2 seconds, lady,
just listen to what I ha...

What?

- What?
- Sean?

Did you tell the senator,
that he is a murder suspect?

Yeah, I took a little
dramatic license.

I needed the wizard's help
with investigation, like...

I didn't think that
it worked.

Well, it worked. He's here.
Now get your ass down here.

I'll be right down.

You have a great place here.

I love the ambiance.

I concur with the lab.

No magical residue whatsoever.

Unless it was cloaked by someone
more powerful than you.

Narrow down to less than
100 people nationwide.

Very important people.

Some friendly advice.

If you disturb them
the way you did me...

You'd be lucky if
you just lose your job.

So exhaust all other
possibilities first.

Okay. Where were you Friday night?

Really?

I was at a fundraiser attended by 200
of our most prominent citizens.

- <...> me to contact them?
- That won't be necessary, Senator.

Thank you for your time.
I will escort you out.

I need the names of all wizards in the L.A. area.

whose power level exceed that
of Senator Booth.

Two names found.
Annan, Kofi.

Arrived this morning for a speech
at the Museum of Tolerance.

- One.
- Churchill, Winston.

Access available information.

It seemed the power Adolf Hitler

drew from his occult artifacts,
would be impossible to overcome.

But England was saved when Churchill
located the fabled sword Excalibur.

It's power enabled London to withstand the Blitz

until America entered the war.

After the war England's most powerful
wizard since Merlin

shocked Parliament by arguing that science
should be explored as a legitimate field of study.

Many primitive cultures use science in their daily lives.

Rather than ridicule science, we should explore it,

as a potential weapon against the
occult power the Nazis used...

...to kill millions.

Like many wizards, Churchill's
life-span has been prolongued,

by the magical energy in his body.

Today, at the age of 130, he is
retired and lives quietly in California.

Time for a little visit.

Probably want some tea.

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody here?

I don't take them seriously, you know.
Only read them for fun.

The stories are quite imaginative,
but the science is a tragist,

No matter what planet they travel to,
it's always inhabited by women

that look like Sophia Loren.

You do know a lot about science.

Digs up bad memories, Detective.

The only reason I agreed to analyse
your murder weapon is...

...because it's been so long,
since anyone's taken me seriously.

Let's see then.

Where did you get this?

Home of a murdered antique dealer.

I can see that you recognize it,
so might as well admit it.

Science is a powerful force.

A force that can kill.

Yes, some killing someone with science,
would get you taken seriously again.

Right?

You coming down to the Station.

Please, Detective.

If I wanted to kill a man,
not only would there be no body,

but his own mother wouldn't remember
that he was ever... born.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to...

... wipe your memory wall is...

...I just have to see
how much you remember.

Interesting.

Interestingly, now I've learned
you are a trustworthy man.

So I instead of erasing your memory...

...I will enlighten you.

Come with me.

Don't do that again.

Look.

- That's not our city, is it?
- Yes, it is.

A parallel Earth that has embraced
the principles of science.

Come on, this is...
it's an illusion.

Oh, it's quite real, my boy.

This world is where the weapon
that killed your victim came from.

It's called a 'gun'.

The bullet you have,
is from a .44 Magnum.

It's a very powerful handgun.

It fires metal projectiles or 'bullets' at incredible speed,

impelled by an explosive powder.

The reason you didn't find any magic
is because they didn't use any.

But...

That's not possible.

I worked into your mind, Detective.

Pride yourself from trusting
your instincts.

What did they tell you?

Tell me... I gonna need a
pretty stiff drink right now.

Capital idea!
<...>

In most ways, our Earths
rely on the same...

... basic culture.

History and institutions with one
important exception.

Their technology is based on science...

...ours is based on magic.

Our workers learn magic spells,
theirs learn trade.

Their machinery is powered
by ordinary electricity.

We use Ore Crystals that store
mystical energy.

And on our world science is considered
nothing more than a myth, sir

the stuff of legends
and childrens' stories.

Looks like the fairy tales
would come to life.

That's right, dear boy.

With one major caveat.

I'm sure you know that
iron is resistant to magic.

Of course. Every Cop is issued a magic
proof vest made with an iron mesh weave.

Yes, well...

Their world has a much higher natural
concentration of iron than ours.

Perhaps that's what
inhibits the magic.

Or perhaps things just
evolved differently there.

Indeed. Science has limits,
magic has limits.

Magic can't cure cancer or
take us further into space than the Moon.

So we've stopped trying.

But in the pragmatic world,
the world of science,

they never stop trying.

I want the best of, um...
best of both worlds, but...

No one would listen.

-Where did you get this mirror?
-Oh!

I made it.
It took me 20 years...

and an enormous amount of mystical energy.

Or maybe someone in that world
also made a mirror.

Yes, my boy...

I am afraid that is a certainty.

I have to show this to my Captain.

Oh, please, good God, no.

If the existence of this world
had to become public,

the people would want to trade
with it and-and explore it.

Someone from there has come here.

Has killed three people, one of them was my partner.

Son, I'm sorry about that.

But the barrier between the dimensions
is unstable.

Large gateways could cause the barrier
between two dimensions to collapse.

And that would be disastrous.

The killer is already tampering
with the barrier.

We have to stop him,
before it's too late.

Haven't you ever wondered
why are you so different?

Funny, my soon-to-be ex-wife,
asked this question all the time.

I believe you are uniquely qualified
to solve this case.

Me ? Why me, you're
the wizard here.

Most people on our world have
a counterpart on the other.

If they do not, they are known as
'the paradox',

as much a part of that world
as this one.

And what has that
got to do with me?

Steady, old man

Steady in the ranks

What?

Wait for it

Filthy bastard! Ah! Die!

Fool.

Bloody hell!

Churchill?

Are you okay?

I've run in a bad way, Sean.

I am afraid, my magic
is failing.

How in the world did you manage
to get struck by a piece of lead ?

An experiment went awry.

One of your science
experiments, I bet.

One that blew that hole
in the side of your house.

Indeed.

I'd guess the fragment
is lodged in your gut.

I say 'guess' because my
spells won't tell me.

For the same reasons
yours won't work.

The metal in your body inhibits magic.

Yes.

Is it serious?

The wound itself, no.

But the magical energy inside your body
is what's been keeping you alive, Winston

And now...

It's... it's gone!

- You gotta get it out.
- But how?

No spell will do it.

I've heard Myths about
cutting into the body,

but it is a primitive procedure
and would probably kill him allright.

Well... thank you, Gwenda.

I trust I can count on your discretion.

Of course.

Stay in bed.
Don't exert yourself.

I'll ask around.

Maybe I can figure something out.

Winston?

- No.
- Absolutely not.

- Thank you, Doctor.
- Rest.

Please squash me in.

Other world...

Their science could help you.

Can we go there without hurting
the dimension barrier?

Now, uh...

A small scale occasional travel
wouldn't damage the barrier.

We could go,
if I still had my magic.

But in my age and my condition...

It would kill me.

We've got to do something!

Sean, I've lived two men's lifetimes.

I don't fear death.

But before I pass...

...I would like to know
that our is world safe.

You can't help me...

...but you can save our world.

This is the scumbag
who killed Poole.

I need it set out nationwide.

Pull over, Sean.

Playing with fire, my friend.

That was some crap
you pull on the Senator.

I mean, why didn't just ask me?

My magic's very powerful,
I can analyze it.

I needed a wizard.

Please, Sean. I've always had you back.

Then you go around me to do this, why?

- You would have said "no".
- Yes.

Well, at least I would
have been prepared,

when you did it anyway.

So, got any other leads?

Yes, just one I was saving
for when I really got desperate.

- We're closed.
- Hell, I have a few questions.

Oh, and you figured you were so
charming last time,

I couldn't possibly refuse.

I want you to take
a look at this.

- I'll pay for that.
- What is that?

Science.

Someone used this weapon,
to murder three men.

I'm trying to stop him
and I need your help.

I didn't get your name?

Um.. Sean Nault.

Well, Sean, you certainly know
how to get the lady's attention.

Yeah, well, still trying to get...
used to using this thing.

Are you sure that's a safe place?

Maybe not .

Blasting powder.

The Chinese invented it
centuries ago for fireworks,

before magic made it obsolete.

What kind of weapon is that?

It's a .44 Magnum.

The most powerful handgun in their world.

To blow a man's head clean off.

About that powder I gave you,

Well,

Here... is a plant in South America
called 'The Coca'.

It's used by indigenous people
for medicinal purposes.

And this is... highly concentrated
powdered form,

definitely a narcotic.

So, all signs point to the scientist?

Yeah, but if your suspect rode
a winged horse,

then he is not a scientist.

Horses aren't born that way
there're altered by magic,

like three-headed dogs.

For some of us that's
unnatural and cruel.

You need a permit to own one.

I've been chasing the gun,
when I should've been chasing the horse.

Thank you.

Um...

Lenore...

I could use your help.

I know you have a store to run here,
but...

... but the Department would
compensate you for your time.

if you're willing...

After what you've shown me
just try to keep me away, Detective.

Let's go.

You okay?

Zombies.

I hate zombies.

Exotics Inc. is the exclusive supplier
of exotics for the West Coast.

Law enforcement is their main client.

Okay

20 million dollar beast, people!
Keep him down!

Grab the rope.

Don't just stand there!
Grab the rope!

Careful!

Easy! Easy.
Grab! Grab the rope!

-The animal has an obvious distress.
-Easy.

This is side of magic that I hate.

If people only knew what it took for...

Down, down, will ya?
Easy. Easy.

Stop, stop, stop.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's, okay, calm down. Calm down.

Don't be scared, calm down.

Good. Good.

Here we go. Beautiful boy.

You have a lovely set of wings.
No one's gonna hurt you.

It's okay.

How'd you <...> to do that?

It's called 'behavior science'.

Do you want a job?

Mr. Ebett, Detective Nault.
I called you earlier.

You have a moment
to talk about your license?

We did nothing illegal.

My company is the only one on the West Coast

licensed to create magical creatures.

Every sales document <...> a master list.

Oh, I've checked the Agency list
before I came down here.

None were reported missing.

Then someone else created
the horse you're looking for.

- Illegally.
- Who?

I mean...

... a magic like that takes years to learn.

And it's pays well.

Someone's could do it,
wouldn't be flipping burgers, maybe...

...working for you.

Detective, you can go through my files.

But only because I know my
employees are above reproach.

There is a thriving black market for exotics.

Hundreds are smuggled
into this country every year.

So, you do what's necessary
to clear my stuff.

And then kindly start harassing people
who are actually breaking the law.

Well, that was interesting.

Yeah, between the two of us,
I managed to piss off everyone in the building.

Yes.

You know, I ran a file check on
every employee. They are all clean.

Did you find anything?

There is a black market for exotics.

But the demand for horses is slim.

You just can't ride,
not without getting busted.

- What about the gun?
- No one's ever heard of anything like it.

And nobody recognized the gun's
sketch, either.

- I will catch a break.
- Hmm.

What got you in the science?

Well...

It just makes sense, you know?

I mean, magic obviously works,
but I can't explain it, so...

... I don't trust her.

Well, there's explanations for magic.

Yes, I went to school.

I heard all about it.

The world' s full of this
mystical energy that we tap into.

I even know a few spells.

But... why does it work?

- Do you know what I'm saying?
- Yes.

It doesn't bother most people,
it works is all that matters, but...

...that's just not enough for me.

I know what you mean.

In the words of science,
there is a 'logic' to it.

You're a scientist.

Oh, I know a spell.

Just... can't keep the damn thing
that work, but I...

Fine, I'm a scientist.

If people like us just came out of the class,
the world would be full of scientists.

To share that.

What's up, Helen?

I got your sketches set out to abo...

In the hospital?

In the morgue.

I'm on my way down.

What did this to him?

Well, shards of stone in the wounds.

Slight magical residue,
associated with exotics.

A golem or gargoyle.

Have you I.D. 'd him?

No, not yet.
But we've got the word out.

Criminal records, missing persons.
We'll turn up something.

Then hold your breath.

It's something you should see.

A world. A whole world based on science.

Ah, so our John Doe came from there?

Or was brought over.

He used restricted items.

Winged horse, Gargoyles.

Didn't get them in his world.
He had a <...> partner here.

Who?

That's the question.

I would search his place for clues.

And his place... is over there.

Oh, you have to take me with you.

Planned on it.
By the way, we are going now.

But how do we get
from here to there?

With my help.

Ladies, let me introduce
Sir Winston Churchill.

Oh, call me Winston,
please, for God's sake.

Come here. Come towards me.

I will place my hand on you.

They have strong powers.

Stronger, they are stronger
than most necromancers.

My power is almost gone.

But I know this peril and I can guide you.

There is no danger to you...

...but for those who make the journey.

If I make a mistake...

...they could die.

The dimensional barrier has been
manipulated by someone

powerful enough to shatter it.

If we do nothing, the future of
both worlds is in jeopardy.

Indeed.

I hope you know what you are doing.

That's funny.

The last person who asked me that
was Neville Chamberlain.

We bring you back after 24 hours.

The trip will be quite a strain on your system,

so find a place to rest.

Light sleep is the best way
so that your body readjust.

Place the runes...

...in accordance with the vision you see
in your mind's eye.

Well, do it.

Inwoke you!

Godspeed! Now!

We made it. Are you okay?

Yeah, just a little dizzy.

Oh! Okay.

So what do we do first?

Well... we need to get the money.
Theirs are slightly different from ours.

Fortunately, gold has value here
like it is in our world.

Churchill gave me some, let's go.

Can see you've got about
five grand of the gold here.

Yes, I'll give you 300

But you-you have said
it is worth 5 grand.

No, not to me.To me it's worth
about 300. Take it or leave it.

These guys are the same,
no matter what planet you are on.

Alright, uh... what about the ring?

Whoa, a wedding ring.
So ? Got to make me retired.

Ten bucks for the ring?

I can live with that.

How much for that?

- Oh, it's not for sale.
- Oh, no, no.

I was talking about you, sugar.

- How much for a fat lip?
- Whoa, man!

Relax, slick! I was just playing.

Seek some therapy or something.

- What did I say... 210?
- 310!

Right. 310th

I need bullets for this.

Um... You know what?

It's on the house.

Thank you.

- What now?
- Get some rest.

Rest is our weapon.

Oh, ssshhit. I...

I thought he was gonna give us two rooms.
He must have assumed that you and I, we...

It's fine.

I...

Yes, sergeant,
not much left here...

It's all about science in this
crime scene investigators, etc.

It's all about science in this
crime scene investigators, etc.

-You might use dental records
to indentify the body.

You know, if they can't
identify a corpse here?

They use dental records. Dental records!
I mean... who would have thought?

Another thing

You know that peoples' bodies
change when they're luying?

Like sweat, heartbeat, eye contact.

I mean I-I-I can always tell.
I can. Always.Tell.

But now I finally understand why.

I know.

Everything so real here.

It makes so much sense.

Almost had a hell of a time
figuring this thing out.

You know, there is such a sense
of freedom in this world.

People can go as far as their abilities
and their intelligence will take them.

Supposed to be that way back in our world,
but that's just a big old lie.

In our world, if you don't have a talent
for magic, you just never meant anything.

Never accept that.

That's because you are different
than most people.

So they keep telling me.

Thank you for bringing me.

You're welcome.

Good night.

Excuse me, Detective Sharpe?

Thank you.

Detective?

Yes, Chris Sharpe,
can I help you?

Nault, Hollywood Station.

trying to...

... I.D. this guy.
A witness places him at a crime scene.

Wait a minute

Yeah.

Clyde Hillman, missing person.

- Is he a victim or perp?
- Perpetrator.

Wouldn't think.

Big shot scientist like him.

- Scientist?
- Yes, Professor of Physics.

I figured suicide, my partner thought
that he was hooked up with terrorists.

He have may been involved against his will.

Can you copy the file?

-Sure, it is a copy, you keep this one.
-Thank you.

- Give me your cell number,
I'll give you a call for anything else.

You know, it-it's not working.

You know what, I'll call you
at the Hollywood Station.

I'm undercover.

Give me a call there.
I am in room eight.

- Good luck.
- Thanks for this.

Well, we're after a good start.

I called myself.
The line was busy.

Where did you get that?

An ad...

... on the back...

...of a comic book.

After you.

Thank you.

Look at this.

The police report...

...says that Hillmann's colleagues from
the University have been over this.

Couldn't make sense of it.

- They thought he was going insane.
- Well, they were wrong.

They are called runes.
This is how he moved back and forth.

If we can use this with our mirror...

We could bring over equipment,
machinery, maybe save Churchill.

Why didn't the police figure this out?

The police didn't know what they
were looking for. We do.

It's a big place, let's split up.

Call me if you see anything.

Okay

A Minotaur in a science world.

Hillman, what are you hiding?

Let's see here.

Well...

...only one way to get you up,
big boy.

Sean! SEAN!!!

Did your mother ever tell you
not to play with Minotaurs?

What we got here?

Okay, now what?

This morning, when you were
talking to that cop...

I ran into this guy that I knew,
and he didn't recognize me.

I called my parents, and my Mom
said they didn't have any children.

Churchill told me that some people
don't have counterparts on this world.

Maybe that explains why you have
such a gift for science.

I don't exist here.

Don't feel weird about it.
I could live here...

Belong here.

Who is it?

Detective Sharpe, remember?

I, um... found out something interesting
about the case.

Hey, we have to be somewhere
in a few minutes.

That only will take a sec.

Mind if I come in?

No, no-no. Come in..

What'd you find out?

There is no Sean Nault on the force
in the state of California.

In fact, there is no record
of you anywhere.

Who the hell are you?

How could that possibly FIGURE!

- Okay, let's go. - Did you hear that?
I do not exist either!

Oh, no! Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!

Let go now.
Put the gun down.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Ah-Ah! - It's okay.
Just a watch.

Whadda you know, 4'20.
You know what that means?

Oh my, would you look at the time.

Time to go.

Ciao.

Oh, the mirror, Sean.

Oh, no. Oh, no, it's broken!

Does that mean we can't get back?

Not that way. No, why?
Did you find out anything?

We found out
who is behind all this.

Then the mission was a success.

Yes, it... was a success.

I also found out that
I am a 'paradox'.

I knew that, old boy.

I've read your mind, remember?

You must have another mirror.

- We'll find him.
- First, we gonna take these guys down.

This is all old school.

- Where did you get these?
- From an informant.

Can't say who, but I know it's
enough to get us a search warrant.

Gotta go, little pal.

- Just to good times.
- Good time.

Well there is all of them just important
figures from our world...

...caught in VERY compromising positions.

You use the machines,
to get dirt on these people,

...to get a protection against magic.

Yes, but who is they?
Hillmann and who else?

- Almost finished.
- Hurry.

Richardson won't leave us
alone here for long.

Patience.

There, it's running.

Senator Booth, sorry to keep you waiting.

No apologies necessary, Bill.

My assistant Ernest and I would
just go over our itinerary.

Please, come this way.

Son of a bitch. That senator.

This is why he tried to intimidate me,
to drag on the case.

Yes, not the typical drug dealers.

Churchill was the only local wizard,
powerful enough

to expose the senator.

That's why the Senator tried to kill him.

All right, let's me get that warrant.

This man is a Senator and we'll
show him courtesy,

as long as he cooperates.

He is an elite-level wizard,
so stay on your toes.

What is this?

Good morning, Senator.

We have a warrant to search your home.
- For what?

- Evidence of blackmail.
- You're kidding?

Let me see that.

Well... it seems to be in order. Come in.

Thank you. Okay. Let's go.

The senator is not living too bad.

Smith, Johnson, checked out the kitchen.

You two, stay here, suss this place out.

Sean, you with me upstairs.

The guy is a wizard, Captain.
Do you really think that will work here?

Good point.

Sean, got something.

Doesn't prove anything illegal,
only means we're on the right track.

Beaufort antiques.

Bingo.

Let's well give it a try.

Gentlemen...

Those iron mesh outfits give you quite
a false sense of security, don't they?

Just too bad they
do not cover everything.

You found nothing.
You remember none of this.

Captain, I've found something.

What did you got?

Look at that.

So, you've found it.

It's never easy.

Hold it!

I could cast a spell,
evidence would vanish.

But it is important to me.

So your memories will
have to vanish instead.

Now here's what's gonna happen.

Nothing was found. You will
clear me of any charges.

I may not be able to hurt you, but I
can set fire on everything around you!

I got this covered, Sean.

I got it.

Senator!

Hillman and the Senator were partners.

The drugs, the blackmail, all of it
was to increase the Senator's power.

He had his eye in the Presidency.

Figure that got out of hand
when their distributors,

Beaufort and that drug dealer
demanded a bigger cut.

Hillman killed them, that draw heat.

So the Senator killed Hillman.

Of course, the version we
told the autorities

left out any mention
of the other world.

Well...

Blackmail, political power...

It's all so prosaic.

To be able to travel between worlds...

and use it for such petty ends...

...I wonder if there was more to it.

Well, that could be.

But all of them dead,
we'll never know.

Winston, if you could just hold out,

I am looking for that mirror.

Oh, it's too late for that.

I know you think that if you
had not come to see me

I would have lived longer.

Perhars, but what years I had left
would have been few...

...and also would have been empty.

As I've said...

Most people on this world have
a counterpart on the other.

Few do not.

You are a Paradox.

As much the part of the other world
as this one.

I'm finished here.

I want you to have this.

It was passed on to me,
and now it rightfully yours.

After time you too will find someone
who it... rightfully belongs to.

Fare thee well...

My friend.

Fare thee well, my friend.

I'm going to the Senator's
house to find that mirror.

I know you badly want to go back.

That other world was such
an amazing place.

Now we could thrive there, Sean.

I'm sure Churchill wanted
to go there, too.

I know you haven't known each other for
very long, but he did really care for you.

You think?

I think he was just happy to meet
another kindred spirit.

Al I know I'm happy I've met mine.

No mirror.

I would bet my life...

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Any luck?
- No, no mirror.

Well...

I've been thinking.

Maybe it isn't a mirror.

Maybe they travelled some
other way.

Or maybe we could just
be happy staying here.

Knowing what else is out there?
You're not happy here.

I could be, if you weren't
constantly reminding me.

Don't put this on me, Sean.

Look at you, trying to distract yourself

with a file of the guy who's dead
for the case that's closed.

This isn't a distraction.

Something's missing inside.

Churchill said, there is more to it.

You're the one who wants to find that...
stupid mirror, to get out of here.

You only want to go to the other world,
that's all you seem to care about.

Oh, that's just fine.

What? Are you just gonna walk out?

Why did you lock up?

Dental records.

son of a bitch!

He's still here.

Sure, there is nothing unusual
about his teeth?

Nothing that I saw.
Take a look.

Not a damn thing.

First time I see the cop get excited
about not finding something.

On his world, dentists don't
use magic to heal cavities.

They fill them.

According to his dental records,
Hillmann had three gold fillings.

This guy's got none.

This isn't the Hillmann from that world.

This is the Hillmann from our world.

Are you sure? They Department tried to I.D.
this guy for a week.

There is no missing persons reports,
no criminal record. Nothing.

I've got information they don't have.

His name, his whole life
is from that world.

Thanks.

Hi, you've reached Leonora.

If you called during business hours,
I can not come to the phone.

Leave a detailed message...

- Can I help you?
- Yes.

What?

- Who the hell are you?
- I'm Glenn Hillman, I-I'm...!

- Who the hell are YOU?!
- Glenn Hillman!

I'm Glenn Hillman!
I am not my brother!

I'm not Clyde my twin brother!

- I'm Glenn.
- Twin?

Twin brother?

Your brother's dead

He was living on the streets,
the last I heard of him.

He was smart, you know.

He was great in English and History...

Just never had a knack for magic.

But he was always trouble
from the time we were kids.

And he started drinking.

It was like he had this-this... hole
inside him, which he kept trying to fill.

I thought I had a drinking problem.

Booze finally cost him
his teaching job.

I gave him money, he spend it
on liquor.

I-I finally had to tell him he was
on his own. I have a family.

Well... sorry for your loss.

I saw that coming for a while.
<...> the drinking got really bad.

Another officer tried, but I guess
my brother was too far gone.

Another officer?

Yes, that captain. What was his name,
couple o'weeks ago... Pappas?

- Pappile?
- Yeah.

He said that, um...

...Clyde's been his high school teacher, and he
wanted to get him into some kind of a program.

D-Did, um...

Did you tell him,
where to find your brother?

All I told him about this shelter, where
he sometimes slept on cold nights, but...

I mean, you can't help somebody who
does not want to be helped , right?

No,no. You can't.

I gotta go. Thank you for your time.

Yes, w-w-well thank that Captain
for me, will you for trying?

Yes.

Hi, you've reached Leonora.

If you calling during business hours,
I can not come to the phone.

Leave a detailed message and
I will call you back.

It's, um... It's me. Give me a call
when you can, allright?

I'm sorry... for...

Just call me.

As a government official, the senator
was entitled to own exotic animals.

I'm not saying that
anything illegal happened.

You've got all the proper paperwork,
your company is in the clear.

Well, I said you can look at my files,

and that still the case.

Thank you.

Excuse me, Detective.

Damn it, Captain.

Hello.

- It's me
- Where are you?

- At the store.
- I'll be right over.

No, Sean, wait.

I... I'm sorry, I...

Yes, me too.

- I'll be right there.
- No, Sean, wait.

Leonore?

- Sean?
- Hey.

- I'm so sorry.
- No.

- I'm the one to sorry it.
- No, you do not understand.

Hello, Sean.

Hello, Captain.

- What next, you kill us?
- Kill you?

Sean, you did me a huge favor.

Ah. Yes, of course, I took
care of the Senator.

Did he even know that you
and Hillmann were partners?

No.. See, the good Senator
thought he was using Hillmann.

But the whole time we
were using him.

With all that power and influence...

...boy, was he useful.

Once you were done with him,
you've planted the evidence and...

I did the rest.

That's a...

- ...brilliant.
- Thank you, Sean.

He's not gonna kill us. He just wants
to send us back to the other world.

It's true.

But first...

I really need to know,
who did tell about me.

- Nobody.
- Nobody?

You'll pardon me if I don't just
take your word for it, right, Sean?

For the once we get
where we're going now...

...I'll know it for myself.

- It's freezing in here.
- It gotta get a lot warmer.

Ah, so nice to see you again, Detective.

That's enough.

I owe you worse for that. Count yourself
lucky we are on a schedule.

Yes, I wouldn't want you to be late
for your own funeral.

Sean, I'm... a little surprised that you
no more appreciate that what we doing.

We live in a world that supposed
to be based on equality.

But we know what you get
is based on your talent in magic.

In the other world they have discovered
D.N.A., robotics, space travel!

We lean on magic like a crutch.

and our society has stagnated.

Each world is missing something.

Professor Hillman and I are gonna
bring them together in a one.

It's insane.

Churchill said, merging the worlds
could kill billions.

Kill is such an ugly word.

Some survivors will know magic...

...others will know science.

We'll teach each other,
create a better society.

A perfect society,
with perfect people.

I think I've heard that
somewhere before.

It failed then.

The world you want, would be
built on a mass grave.

Of course you two, both to <...> yourselves,
Hillman killed his counterpart here.

And you, Captain, I bet your twin
from the other world is dead as well.

Damn, Sean, you'd be right.

There is no guarantee this will work.

You have no idea what magic and science
can do when they join together. - Magic?

You know a couple of spells,
you're not a wizard.

That's right.

You think this is what I look like.

We are operate behind the scene, Sean

I have accomplished more than our greatest
wizards could have ever dreamed of.

And now I'm close
to achieving my ultimate goal.

Well, let's move.

Easy!

I've been trying for years to breach
the dimensional barrier.

Captain and I made contact.

Together we finally succeeded.

And we found we had
very similar points of view.

Working for the greater good, it always
requires... making difficult decisions.

With this the world will be a better place.

My finest creation.

This will open a gate way large enough
to shatter the dimensional barrier.

and create a new Earth!

Since you earned enough drug money
to build this, your...

...other partners became liabilities.

I've always said you're
a good detective, Sean.

This way.

Sean, there it is.

That's right. Beautiful, isn't it?

Once we begin the final stage,
we can't be interrupted.

So we need to know, Sean,

who else knows about us?

You're so predictable.

- Is that a lie detector?
- I need it just for you.

Take it, Sean.

Answer my questions and this
all will be relatively painless.

Is your name Sean Nault?

Yes.

Now answer the next question with a lie.

Are you 100 years old?

Yes.

Good.

Now, who else out of this room,
knows about us?

No one.

Looks like we gonna have
to try that one again.

Do you expect me to talk,
if you kill her?

No, Sean. I expect you to die.

I could shoot her in so many
places, without killing her.

- But what a waste.
- Captain.

Allright then.

Helen! Helen, of the coroner's office.
She would interfere.

She's right.

Pick them up.

Pick them up!

- Is she right?
- She's right.

He's telling the truth.

Anyone else, Sean?

No.

Good, good.

Well, all that's left for me to do is
rewrite both your minds.

so that you can be happy, productive
citizens of our new world.

That's it! You die!

Drop it!

You don't know how to use that thing.

Don't underestimate me again!

Leonore!

If I shatter that mirror, you will NEVER
get back to the other world.

And I know how badly you want that.

What I have achieved here...

...is the chance to get YOU
what you've always wanted.

A place where you're accepted
and understood.

You thought that was out of your
reach, but it is not, Leonore.

You not... listening to him, are you?

He's right.

He's right, Sean.

What?

I'm sorry, Sean. I'd be so much
happier over there.

Take it.

Don't shoot the mirror!

Get the machine ready!

Get to the control room!

All right, go to the other world.
You'll be safe there.

- No, I'm coming with you.
- It is not safe, I have to stop them.

I'm not leaving you.

Stubborn

Get the machine-gun!

Give up, Hillmann!

You've lost your gun,
I've still got mine.

You think you know what
a gun is?

Say "Hello" to my little friend!

You can run, but you can't hide!

You've seen our winged horse.

Amazing what police credentials
can get you.

And with the Senator's, well...
you can do even better.

So, meet Exotics Incorporated
newest staffmen.

What does it mean, Sean?

What... what is that?

Move, move, move!

Go!

- Get back!
- Hurry up!

Go, go!

Open it!

Okay, it does not work.

Okay, here. You have to go.

I'll make him follow me.

No, you can't possibly...

It's that or we die. Now get back through
the mirror and go through the gate room.

- No, we go together!
- No!

Just go through.

I'll be right behind you.

It's ready.

You hear something?

Get rid of him.

Oh, no.

God!

No! Noo!

You got to be kidding me!

I can't.

It's BEGUUUN!

It's over, Captain.

Why, Sean?

In a few moments a new era
is about to begin.

We got unfinished business
in the old one.

I'm sorry it has to end like this.

You can't dodge forever!

Kill him, you idiot!

You could be part of the master plan!

False plan!

Sean!!!

Sean!

Sean, I'm here!

Nooo!

Sean!

Nooo!

Sean!

Where are you?

Leonore!

It's okay. I got you.

For once you know, I'll never stop looking
for our way back to the other world.

Wherever you are...

It's where I belong.

In most ways, our Earths are alike.

The same basic history,
culture and institutions.

On our world, science was always
considered a myth.

The stuff of legends
and kid's stories...

Until now.

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