Previously on Warehouse 13...
We answer to a higher authority.
These are the Regents.
Regents discuss, and I make the final decision.
Agent Sally Stukowski, this is are--
Agent Nielsen.
[Electrical zap] Ahh! Ugh!
The doorknob is gone. Somebody must have followed.
Stukowski played us.
Why would she want an artifact?
She's a sworn FBI Agent.
- It's done. - Now we wait.
[Ominous music]
♪ ♪
Since the days of Warehouse 2,
the Regents have been its protectors.
Its first field agents,
they were responsible for instituting
the artifact collection procedures
that we carry on today.
Over time, as more and more artifacts were amassed,
the Regents became not only its governors,
but also the keepers of its secrets.
Five...
Twenty...
Eight Donald Street.
For 2,000 years, their grace,
their wisdom, and their sacrifice
has ensured the warehouses' survival
and security.
Only now they're the ones that need protecting.
FBI Agent Sally Stukowski.
Once we discovered that she's the one who stole
the triangle shirtwaist factory doorknob,
I began tracking her activities--
Which, in addition to artifact heisting,
also includes kidnapping and, if my calcs are right,
murder.
Four Regents have suffered
artifact-related deaths in the past year.
People whose connection to us is supposed to be secret.
How's Stukowski cracking our code?
One of the many mysteries du jour.
You got proof that it's her?
Plane tickets, hotel bills, rental cars,
all registered to aliases traceable to her.
And now a fifth regent, Theodora Stanton,
has been reported missing.
Wait, I met her. You--you don't think that she--
Looks like we need to have a little talk
with Ms. Sally Stukowski.
[Soft rock music] [Indistinct chatter]
Boys!
What are you doing here in "Hotlanta"
on this glorious day?
Oh, are you chasing more strangeness?
Where's Theodora Stanton?
Who's Theodora Stanton?
Drop it, Stukowski.
We know you've been stealing artifacts.
- And killing Regents. - Killing what now?
Come on, boys, we're all on the same side here.
I don't think so, lady.
You're coming with us. Whoa.
All right, Lattimer.
No need to be rude.
I am still a lady.
- [Grunts] - [Grunts]
- Whoa. - What the hell?
Whoa, whoa, girl.
[Electronic whirring]
[Screams]
[Dogs barking]
Say it.
Fine. You were right.
Zapping her should have been plan A.
♪ Warehouse 13 3x08 ♪ The 40th Floor Original Air Date on August 29, 2011
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
All right. Okay.
Giving credit where it's due,
you did cover your tracks well.
Claudia, can you reassemble her phone?
Don't have to. SIM card.
Well, well, well. What have we here?
Thanks for ruining my perfect retrieval record,
Dolly Parton.
Fire in the hole.
And you're not gonna be killing
any more Regents with that, so you may as well start--
Y'all are wasting your time.
What's done is done and done.
What's done?
What did you do?
Fine.
Don't talk.
Oh, no.
Y'all are gonna beat it out of me
with some paper?
Unlike you,
we don't torture people to get information.
Put her hand on the parchment.
Sir Henry Morton Stanley's map
will tell us exactly where you've been
in the last 12 hours.
There, that's the place.
She went to the location more than once.
How do you know?
Because X marks the spot.
You sure this is it?
So Stanley's map matched up with this address,
528 Donald Street.
Whoa.
Yeah. Even I'm getting a bad vibe.
No way. This building's closed.
NSA.
You do know what those letters stand for, right?
National Security--
I don't care if you're the Pope.
You're not getting in here.
You know what?
[Chuckles]
I-I think we're in the wrong building.
Thanks, guys. I'm really sorry.
Thank you very much.
Uh--
uh, Artie? [Chuckles]
We don't usually get pushed around
by rent-a-cops.
Rent-a-cops don't carry Colt .45s.
You think they're with Stukowski?
They would've shot us by now.
No, something's up.
We gotta get past them to figure out what.
Claudia?
Oh, yeah.
Tesla grenade. Don't leave home without it.
- Artie. - Yeah.
Look at this.
That's the Eye of Horus.
Uh, that's-- these guys are--
- What, what, what? - They're--
- What? What's wrong?
40th floor, Suite 4013.
Who is Diana K. Snow?
Shhh.
Uh, Claudia, Pete,
check out that security camera footage.
I want to know exactly what Stukowski was doing here.
And, Myka, you're with me.
Wait, what do we do when goons one and two wake up?
Uh, improvise.
You got me tied up pretty snug here, Stevie.
I'm not that kind of gal.
Oh, not that you'd care.
You know, Sally, even if I did like girls,
I'm pretty sure an hour with you would turn me gay.
Today is gonna end very badly for your people.
Really?
Well, if it ends badly for us,
it ends badly for you.
Oh, Agent Jinks, bless your heart.
You can't avoid the iceberg.
The ship you're on is going down.
Lucky for you, there's a lifeboat.
You and I can both be on it.
Now who's wasting their time?
These Regents y'all are running around
trying to protect,
they're not the paragons of virtue
you think they are.
And I can prove it.
Can you, Ms. Stukowski?
Because that is something I would very much like to hear.
Okay, that closet ought to hold those guards
for a while.
Any sign of Stukowski on the security footage?
Yep. She's got a playmate.
All right.
[Elevator dings]
Artie, she wasn't alone.
Stukowski has a partner?
Yeah, they were both here earlier dressed as painters.
Find him. See what he knows.
And the SIM card.
[Beeping]
Well, let's see who Stukowski has
on her evil friends and family plan.
Hold, please.
Multiple calls to the same number
thin the past 48 hours.
Triangulating that number's current location
brings us to...
2128 Peachtree Avenue.
That's gotta be where
Stukowski's partner is right now.
I am so glad you're on our team.
Choo!
Artie, who is Diana K. Snow?
Adwin Kosan.
It's an anagram.
That's all right, Mr. Jackson.
They are warehouse agents.
Uh, Mr. Kosan, forgive the intrusion,
but we have reason to believe your life may be in danger.
That's highly unlikely, Agent Nielsen.
No one knows we're here.
- We? - We who?
Three Regents in one place.
Yeah, three birds with one stone.
You all need to come with us right now.
I imagine you two are the reason
my men downstairs aren't responding?
Possibly. You are...?
Going to be a problem.
Mr. Jackson is the head of regent security.
This is Philip Petrov from Moscow,
and this is--
Jane.
You were about to explain the reason
for this intrusion.
Sally Stukowski--
this is the woman who has been picking off
your fellow Regents--
was in this building earlier today
with an accomplice.
Now, we have her in custody, but--
Thank you. You might've started with that.
Sirs, ma'am, this location has been compromised.
We need to go. Now.
Oh, what a good idea.
Last time someone targeted the Regents was 1812.
Napoleon tried to wrest control of Warehouse 11
from Tsar Alexander the First.
Precautions had to be taken.
Miller, Stentz, do you copy?
Why didn't you bring more men?
The Regents do not travel with an army.
We are not the President, Agent Bering.
We meet rarely, and when we do,
we do so quietly.
We never meet in the same place twice.
This location was chosen only three hours ago.
Then how did Stukowski find you?
She's obviously more resourceful than you realized.
Wait, no, the-- the stairs are safer.
Elevator's faster.
40 flights of stairs will take way too long.
- Yes, but it-- - With all due respect,
Agent Bering, we had this building secure
until your team showed up.
[All gasping]
What is happening?
The automatic brake is engaged.
That only happens in case of...
Emergency.
[Rattling] [Eerie noises]
[Bang!]
What is that noise?
Give me a boost.
[Grunts]
That's why you don't take the elevator.
What'd you see up there?
The cables are gone.
There's a corrosive energy eating away
at the emergency brakes.
We don't have much time.
[Creaking]
Artie, did you bring the grappler?
Of course.
Well, that's not standard warehouse issue.
It was in 1890.
Okay. Tie it off.
Okay.
Open the doors, quick.
[Grunting]
All right, everybody out. Out, quick!
Go, go, go!
[Loud creaking]
Whoa! Go, Artie, out!
Agh!
- Are you all right? - Uh--
Oh!
Oh.
Stukowksi's got another artifact.
Well!
Irene Frederic herself.
I am honored.
Drop it, Sally.
You're from Connecticut.
Wow.
Very good.
That's right, boy wonder.
Even the human lie detector
can't hear a phony accent.
So...
What? I'm supposed to be scared?
Fear is a powerful motivator, Ms. Stukowski.
But we both know what really motivates people
is pain.
All those people you tortured and killed
were more than just Regents.
They were my friends.
Those friends are the ones that started this, lady.
Started what? What did you do?
You'll see soon enough.
We're terribly sorry to be losing
such a valued customer, Mr. Aquino.
Isn't there anything I can do to change your mind?
No, no, no.
Just transfer the funds to this account
at Grand Cayman Federal, hm?
[Keyboard clicking]
Okay, Stukowski's partner.
What's the 411 on this guy?
According to Interpol,
James Aquino is a demolitions expert
and wanted in nine countries.
He enjoys hand-to-hand combat,
mixing molotov cocktails,
and instigating regime change in foreign lands.
Well, Sally has some high-class friends.
So if she's going all
ten-little-Indians on the Regents,
shouldn't one of us be minding the reservation?
Well, there's no safer place on Earth
than the warehouse.
Artie says its contingencies have contingencies.
[Farnsworth buzzing]
All right, I'm going in.
We're hot on the bad guy's trail now, Artie--what's up?
Stukowski took out the elevators in this building
using some kind of corrosive artifact.
Now, her associate may still have it.
Be careful.
Okay, Mr. Aquino.
You're all set to go.
Thank you very much.
Hold on there, Jimmy boy.
I just have a few questions.
Like: You realize that's not a gun, right?
You have no idea what this can do.
I'm on fire!
[People screaming]
He's out the door.
[Engine turns over]
Artie says he may have an artifact.
I would have to agree.
Okay, so there's two sets of stairs.
There's one on the east corner and one on the west.
- We should split up. - I'll take the east corner.
Wait.
My men downstairs just broke out of that closet
you locked them in.
They're going to meet us on the east stairwell.
No, no, no. There may be other traps.
You tell them to get out of the building
and to call emergency services.
Mr. Kosan-- - We'll wait here
while you and Agent Bering check things out.
Agent Bering, I'm going with you.
No, ma'am. It's too risky.
What, you mean like taking the elevator?
That kind of risky?
Well, if you hadn't zapped my men,
we might've known that the elevators had been compromised.
Or you still might all be up on the 40th floor,
waiting to die.
Or being alerted to danger.
I'm going. End of discussion.
If this is a typical snag, bag, and tag,
I'd hate to see what it's like
when things are all fubar.
Well, I've been doing this long enough
to always expect the unexpected.
Oh, I stay well apprised
of you and your partners' exploits.
[Heavy creaking]
[Clanging]
The west stairway has been compromised
up to the 11th floor.
Same thing in the east.
Yeah, Stukowksi's cut off all the exits.
Which leaves us with no way down.
Well, when you cannot go down,
it would appear there's only one direction left, no?
Emergency services are on their way,
but they won't be much help this high up.
There's a helicopter on its way. E.T.A. 30 minutes.
- Excellent. - Thank God.
I don't like that look. I've seen that look before.
Yeah, I know. There's something not right.
We got up here too easily, way too...
easily.
Wait here.
[Sizzling]
That's a reflection of our building.
- That is coming fast. - Yeah.
We don't have 30 minutes.
What do you mean he got away?
Aquino used some kind of wacky spray-paint can
that disintegrated the bank manager's jacket.
That explains the anarchy symbol.
What anarchy symbol?
The one that is destroying
the structure of this building.
Look. Look at this reflection.
What are you wasting time talking to us for?
You get the hell out of there.
Listen.
The elevators are gone.
The stairs are a death trap.
We are stuck on this roof until a helicopter arrives
or the building disintegrates.
I'm pulling for the helicopter.
All right, we'll snag and bag the can.
Maybe that'll stop it.
Let's do that quickly, shall we?
Aquino could be anywhere by now.
How are we supposed to find him?
Hey, big brother's watching.
Yes, yes.
And so can little sister.
I understand, Mr. Kosan.
I will do whatever it takes
to get the information from her.
Godspeed.
Will the helicopter make it?
It would appear unlikely.
More innocent people, Stukowski.
Not so innocent, Jinksy.
Now.
You're going to tell us about that spray can
and what we can do to stop it.
Oh, I never was much of an artist,
but I always loved to paint--
Don't test me, Ms. Stukowski.
You used the triangle shirtwaist factory doorknob
to torture and then immolate Theodora Stanton.
But you're not the only one who has access
to those kinds of artifacts.
Ma'am?
This is not the doorknob,
but when it's finished with you,
you're going to wish it was.
That's from Unit 731.
You're very well informed.
What's Unit 731?
Special Japanese military unit during World War II
that performed human experimentation
and biological warfare research.
It's the medal from Shiro Ishii's coat.
The commander of Unit 731.
This can achieve in a few seconds
what would take even the most experienced interrogator days.
You're bluffing.
Artie said you don't torture.
I'm not Artie.
[Gasping]
[Choking]
Oh--oh, n--
No.
[Gasping]
You see?
It can simulate drowning.
You understand now, don't you?
You really think you can find him?
Aquino's on the run.
I highly doubt he's gonna let a red light stop him.
What I can do is tap into Atlanta's traffic cameras,
which will flag moving violations.
Yeah, got him.
Told ya.
Well, he's got an offshore account in the Caymans.
I'll bet he's headed for one of the airports.
Well, he's not on any commercial--wait.
He booked a charter out of Cassaday.
That's private jets only.
If he gets wheels up, we're done.
All right, he was at this intersection.
Here's the airport.
No, there's no way we'll catch him in time.
Not necessarily.
The Highlander nav system's off the hook,
but Aquino's car has a notoriously lousy one.
Yeah, well, he doesn't have satellite radio,
a backup camera, and ten cup holders, either,
but that doesn't help us stop him
from getting on a plane.
Claudia, what is that?
Just a little something I whipped up.
Prepare to have your mind blown.
'Cause you did not see this coming.
[On GPS] Left turn ahead.
[Ding]
Proceed west 0.23 miles.
Next right and then--
traffic alert.
Alternate route advised.
Take the next left.
Then proceed east 1.5 miles.
Talk to me, Sally.
You can make this stop.
[Gasping]
Mrs. Frederic, a word?
What is it, Agent Jinks?
We don't torture people.
Need I remind you of the lives
Ms. Stukowski has already taken?
And she will pay for her crimes,
but in a court of law, not like this.
This is not a democracy, Agent Jinks.
Mrs. Frederic, no form of torture
has ever yielded credible intel.
It's been statistically proven.
Agent Jinks, I have people who are about to die,
and that woman has the information I need
to free them.
Now, if this is the way I have to extract it,
so be it.
Now, then.
Where were we?
Myka.
What?
There's a window-washing rig down on the 15th floor.
That could be our ticket out of here.
Can we get to it?
A window-washing rig, seriously?
You have a better idea?
How do you propose we get there?
Maybe the corrosion hasn't reached
the 15th floor yet.
A chance not worth taking.
Oh, for God's sake.
Look, I know that you are the head of security
for the Regents.
Their lives are in your hands.
I get that. I-I do.
But our window of opportunity here
is closing every second.
Now, we can either take this one shot
or watch it close.
Which would you prefer?
- Let's move. - Oh, brilliant.
I'd heard you could be rather persuasive, Agent Bering.
My dad used to call it bossy.
The curse of a natural-born leader.
I wouldn't say that I'm a natural-born leader.
That's why you were reinstated.
You know about that?
[Creaking]
Of course I do. You're meant to be here, Myka.
We all are.
I'm not sure I believe in destiny.
At a time when we may have felt
the least prepared to accept a challenge,
the warehouse called upon each of us.
You, Artie, me.
And we answered that call.
If that isn't destiny, what is?
[Metal groaning]
Mr. Jackson,
what's the status of your men downstairs?
Miller, Stentz.
Oh!
- Everybody out. - Everybody up here.
Upstairs, come on.
Come on, go!
Jane, give me your hand.
[Groans]
Oh.
Jackson.
Give it here.
Here. I got you.
Agh!
Whatever it takes, you save Philip.
Just hold on.
You have to save Philip.
[Groaning]
What are you doing?
Saving you.
- No! - [Screams]
[Metal groaning]
It's eating through the structure.
We've got to get to that window-washing rig now.
Mr. Jackson understood the hazards of this job,
Agent Bering, as do you.
But we're not out of Dodge yet, so cowboy up.
Time is running out.
How do I stop the paint?
Go to hell.
[Gasping]
Mrs. Frederic, please.
There's gotta be another way.
The Berlin Wall.
From the Berlin Wall.
Tell me how to stop it.
No, I don't know.
Tell me how.
I don't-- I don't know any--
Please, I ca--
Please, you're killing--
Please, I can't.
I ca--I can--I--
I'm sorry, ma'am.
But I can't let you do this.
Stand down, Agent Jinks.
No.
[Gasping]
I may be new, but I know this is wrong,
and this is not what we do.
Protecting the warehouse is what we do.
If you are not up to the task--
Actions have consequences,
and this will come back to bite us.
Now, Mr. Jinks, we must address the consequences
of your actions.
Well, it's not in our database.
I mean, I searched Berlin Wall and spray-paint can,
and all I got were a bunch of photos of east Germany.
Let me see it.
Of course.
- What? - For nearly 30 years,
the wall was a symbol of oppression.
For young East Berliners,
the anarchy sign was the ultimate expression
of the rebellious spirit.
And somehow that spirit gave an ordinary spray-paint can
the ability to tear down more than just walls.
All right, so you think if we find the can,
we can reverse it?
Artie and Myka are still trapped inside.
This is bigger than the lives of our people,
Agent Lattimer.
Get that can, and get back there ASAP.
Well, you heard the lady.
Reel him in.
[Keyboard clicking]
[On GPS] Take the next left.
Proceed ahead 100 feet,
and then...
[Tires squealing]
Prepare to be captured.
[Tires squeal]
- Cover me, Claude. - On it.
[Electric buzzing]
Hey, hey, hey! Jimbo! It's over, man.
Stay back.
Just give me the spray can, and tell me how it works.
Forget it, pal. We're both caught.
No, look, we can figure something out.
Okay? Just-- just tell me how it works
and how we can stop it.
I have no idea.
Anyway, you kill me or-- or he does.
Who? Who are you working for?
Man, we can-- we can protect you.
You can't even protect yourselves.
Either way, I'm dead.
No, no, no!
No, no, !
[Choking]
Claudia, get the bag.
You think that stopped it?
I don't know. Call Artie. See if it worked.
The window-washing rig should be
just two floors below us.
Yeah. [Farnsworth buzzing]
Any luck?
The can is snagged and bagged.
Is it--is it over?
No, the building's still coming down.
We're running out of time.
I don't know, maybe we need to be closer to it.
- Yeah. - Okay, guys, just hold on.
We're on our way.
- Pete? - Yeah?
Hurry.
We're already there.
[Metal creaking loudly]
- Sir? - Agh!
- You all right? - All right.
Philip-- where is Philip?
Agh!
Pull it off.
- Phil. - Here, Artie, Artie.
Don't touch that!
- Philip, here. Let--
- Don't. There's no time.
Jane, we must make transfer quickly.
What--what-- what are you doing?
- What is that? - Remati shackle.
Genghis Khan went to great and terrible lengths
to create it,
to make sure that Mongols kept control of Warehouse 7.
It can't be destroyed by conventional means.
No warehouse agent has seen
what you are about to witness.
[Screams]
The transfer is complete.
[Metal groans]
Mr. Kosan, we have to get out of here now.
Let's go, then. Now. Jane!
We can't just leave Philip here.
Jane, you must.
Or all this will be for nothing.
My time is over.
You are the guardian now.
The window-washing rig is...
it's still there.
Oh, thank God.
Jane.
Jane, we have to go, okay?
Yeah.
All right.
Hope you have a ladder in there.
Lloyd Wright's pickup sticks.
Yeah, Frank's son used to play with these
while watching his father work.
He would often copy his designs.
This got me out of a bad scrape in Bangkok in '94.
Except that was a few pounds ago.
I think I'd better get down there and see
if this thing holds.
Good luck.
Okay, let's do it. God.
[Groans]
Oh, God.
All right.
Look, he knew the risks.
Okay? And so do you.
So cowboy up, lady.
'Cause we're getting the hell out of Dodge.
Come on.
[Loud creaking]
Now you, Jane.
Adwin, get down that ladder before you pass out.
Jane, I'm fine. You really must--
Go.
Hurry.
Just be careful.
Come down!
We've gotta--
we've gotta get this rig up-- up there.
It's no use.
Without power, this rig will only go down.
Myka, I'm coming up for you.
No, Artie, listen! There's not enough time!
Artie, the ladder is already corrupted.
I'm not leaving you!
Go, Artie! We'll--
we'll find another way down.
[Men shouting indistinctly]
What's going on up there? What the hell is that?
Toxic chemical spill.
There are people trapped on 17.
Chemicals? Joe, get downtown on the phone.
We're not equipped to handle a situation this big.
There's nothing you can do.
I got a team coming.
Just get out of here!
Let's go, everybody back.
[Sirens wailing]
What if Jane doesn't make it?
That is a possibility we cannot entertain.
She is the guardian now.
She must be rescued. She has to be rescued.
No, no, no. Get him to a medic.
- She has to be-- - Get him to a medic.
Everybody get out of here!
There must be something we can use
to lower ourselves down.
What would they do if there was a fire?
Fire.
Myka, get those elevator doors open.
[Grunts]
The shaft is clear.
Tell me that you're not suggesting that we jump.
There's two of these on every floor.
We can go four floors at a time,
all the way down to the basement exit.
I'm impressed.
Little trick my husband taught me.
What, was he in Die Hard?
Hope you're not afraid of heights.
How did you know?
Okay, I'm coming!
[Indistinct chatter on radios]
[Sirens wailing]
Artie!
We made it.
Artie, where's Myka?
She and a regent are still up there.
You--you left her in there? How could you just leave--
No, no, Pete, no. There's nothing you can do.
Look.
The anarchy symbol. Where's the spray can?
It's right here.
What, you think we can reverse it?
An artifact that is born of extreme emotion
sometimes requires extreme emotion to be triggered,
to be neutralized, so I thought if we--
Graffiti. Those German taggers
were constantly spraying over each other's messages.
All right, so we spray over Stukowski's symbol.
You think that'll work?
It's worth a try.
The anarchy symbol represents chaos and destruction.
- So paint the opposite. - All right.
Well, I'm in extreme emotion right now.
Oh! Oh.
[Laughs] Yes.
Oh, thank God I didn't wear my good shoes.
- Just, uh-- - Oh, yeah.
- Help me open this door. - Yeah.
Okay, if we can get through the basement,
there are often underground tunnels that--
Oh, no.
Oh.
Not exactly the Butch and Sundance moment
I was hoping for.
More like Thelma and Louise.
[Laughs weakly]
Oh.
Come on, come on!
Keep going, Pete. It's working.
[Creaking and clanging]
[Loud creaking]
Nice!
Yes, okay.
Come on, let's go get Myka. Come on!
- Ha! - Oh, my God.
[Laughing]
Oh.
For some reason, I think--
I think that Pete had something to do with this.
He's a good partner.
[Laughing] Yes.
[Siren]
Sally, Sally, Sally.
[Chuckles]
What was unclear
about "Destroy that building and everyone in it"?
I'm sorry.
They had more resources than we thought.
And Mrs. Frederic has no trouble
crossing the line.
Never underestimate the denizens
of Warehouse 13, Sally.
You know, they are dangerous people.
There is a silver lining, though.
You were right about Agent Jinks.
He hasn't drunk the kool-aid yet,
and I've already started working on him.
That won't be necessary.
[Footsteps approach]
Oh!
[Whispers] I'm sorry.
Hmmm.
I'm sorry, too, Sally.
It'll look like an undetected heart defect.
Mm.
Marcus, you were right.
She wasn't up to it.
I'll make sure someone finds her.
You're a good friend.
Where, where, where? Where's Myka?
Myka!
Hey, Pete. I'm--
Hey.
I'm okay.
I'm fine.
Hey, I'm fine.
Claudia traced a routing number
back to the people we believe hired James Aquino.
It's a company called A to Z Technologies.
Whoever they are, they know far more about us
than we know about them.
An enemy with an arsenal of artifact weapons
would not only be dangerous.
No, they could be unstoppable.
Until we can identify these people
behind this A to Z Technologies,
we must fortify our defenses.
And once we identify them?
Strike. And strike hard.
Come on.
This was no assassination attempt.
The Remati shackle, that was the real target.
I'm afraid so. They were trying to destroy it.
Why? What's its power?
Protection.
In an emergency,
that shackle is the last line of defense
for Warehouse 13.
Well, that was a crappy day at the office, huh?
What's going on?
You look like you put down Old Yeller yourself
or something.
You know, Claude, there is no one
that I would rather chase artifacts with than you.
Why am I sensing an ugly subtext here?
I was...
T...
insubordinate today.
Oh, please. Welcome to my world.
No, I'm serious.
It's complicated. I--
I drew my gun on Mrs. Frederic.
And, uh, and she fired me.
What?
No.
N-no. No, no, no.
That's ridiculous. I'm gonna go talk to her.
I'll just explain to her it was just a misunderstanding.
No, don't.
Please don't.
I'm sorry, Claude, but I can't do what she want--
I'm sorry.
You know, you're really not allowed
to face death without me.
[Chuckles] Next time, I promise.
And I heard you had to babysit one of the Regents.
That must've been a pain.
Actually, she's kind of kick-ass.
Come on, I want to introduce you.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Uh, Jane?
Jane?
Hey, I-I want you to meet my partner.
This is Agent Pete Lattimer.
Mom.
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