Sanctuary (2008–2011): Season 4, Episode 9 - Chimera - full transcript

[warbles softly]

Got you, beastie.

[Magnus]:
I wouldn't have woke you up

if it wasn't a real emergency.

[Henry]: It's fine.

I was having
this wild dream, though.

Erika was dressed
as Princess Leia,

and I was doing this thing
with my light saber--

[Magnus]: Aah!
Security camera footage, please?

[Henry]: Yes.

Okay, coming online now.



Oh, the little bugger.

Took the words
right out of my mouth.

[Henry]:
It's going into Will's room.

So I wasn't its first stop
of the evening.

Fast forward.

Your bedroom.

Oh no.

Aw, man.
Did that thing...?

One way to be sure.

Yeah, but wouldn't I
have woken up?

Well, not necessarily.

The device administers
a local anesthetic

before it punctures the skin.

[Henry]:
Damn little brain sucker...



[Magnus]: Oh, dear.

[???]

[Will]: Again?

You've gotta be kidding me.

[Magnus]: I wish I were.

[Will]: But it already
sucked my brain once.

[Magnus]: Well, it was
interrupted, if you recall.

Invisible albino ninjas.
How could I forget?

[Bigfoot yawns loudly]

Sorry, I haven't
been sleeping well.

[Henry]: How come
you get off scot-free?

[Bigfoot]: I'm just lucky,
I guess.

Well, I suspect if I hadn't
nabbed it when I did,

it might still be
making its rounds.

Well, aside from
the obvious creep factor,

I don't really feel
any different.

[Will]: Yeah, me neither.

[Henry]:
I still remember my name.

Still hate anchovies.

The device isn't designed
to drain your brain,

it simply downloads
your consciousness

into its memory bank.

[Will]: You know, I know that's
supposed to reassure us, but...

You're both fine.

If we hadn't caught it
in the act,

you probably wouldn't have
even known this had happened.

[Bigfoot]: Yeah, how do you
think it got loose?

[Magnus]: Good question.

Its compartment doesn't appear
to have been tampered with.

No, the electronic lock
is working perfectly.

Except for the part
where it got out.

[Henry]: The only thing
I can figure

is the computer sent
a release code to the container.

Why would it do that?

I don't know.

Oh. On it.

[Henry groans in frustration]

Why is this so hard?

[Will]: Do you remember
a few days ago

when the lawn sprinklers
wouldn't shut off?

Yesterday, the security door
in the hallway

kept going up and down
and up and down...

[Henry]: Yeah, it's a glitch
in the maintenance program.

It happens sometimes.

[computer beeps]

[Henry]: That's the front gate.

What?

It's 2:30 in the morning.
Who is it?

[Henry]: I'm a little busy here.

It's one of Magnus' old codes.

I'll get it.

[computer pings]

[Henry]: Ooh, you're really
pissing me off!

[Bigfoot]: You think
there's a connection

between all these glitches
and the Spiderbot?

That's what
I'm trying to find out,

but every time I try
to back-trace the anomaly--

Really?

What is it?

A hidden sector?

[Bigfoot]:
One you didn't create?

[Henry]: Would I be
this surprised if I created it?

And this thing has
big giant firewalls.

I just...

[Bigfoot]: Speak.

Wait, who has the ability
to hide an entire system sector

in a system that I built?

[Will]: Tesla, isn't it--

[Tesla]: Where is he?

[Will]: Research lab.

[Tesla]: Thank you.
Henrich!

What the hell do you think
you're playing at?

Oh, you!

I see now.

[Tesla]: Oh, dear God.

[Bigfoot growls softly]

[Tesla]: And the inmates
are running the asylum, hmm?

[Magnus]: Nikola?

[Henry]: He did it.

[Magnus]: What?
[Bigfoot]: He did it.

[Will]: The sprinklers?

[Henry]: The hidden sector.

How did you find it?

What are you hiding?

[Magnus]: Would you all please
stop speaking in code?

[Will]: The computer issues
we've been having lately.

[Henry]: They're not issues.
They're-they're glitches.

Nikola, what have you done?

Why do you always assume
it's my fault?

Oh, let me count the ways.

He roofied our system.

[Will]: Did you?

It should have been fine.
It would have been fine,

if Enrico the Wonder Wolf
hadn't have gone nosing around.

[Magnus sighs heavily]
What is it this time?

- Berate me if you must--
- I must.

The only reason

we're facing
this unfortunate situation

is because
I tried to save your life.

[scoffs]

This is going to be good.

[Tesla]: You do recall

your first foray
into Hollow Earth,

when your tracking beacon
disappeared.

[Magnus]: Go on.

Well, fearing the worst,
I naturally sprang into action,

but the only way

that I could get
the proper coordinates

to send Druitt down,

I had to patch that little
Praxian brain spider

into your computer system.

[Henry]:
Yeah, but that was months ago,

and you unpatched it.

[Tesla]:
Well, I guess it left behind

a little Easter egg.

[Magnus]: A virus?

No, no, no,
nothing like that.

[Will]: Oh, good.

It's a sentient organic nanite.

What?

[Bigfoot]: Oh, not good.
Not good.

[Magnus]: It didn't
cross your mind

to mention this to anyone?

[Tesla]:
Well, you're all so busy,

and besides, I quarantined it.

[Magnus]: In a hidden sector.

[Tesla]: Behind a veritable
Fort Knox of firewalls.

[Will]: But it got out.

Right, because little...
um...

Ah.

Well, that may
actually be my fault.

[Tesla]: Helen?

[Magnus]:
Well, I've been having Henry

move some of
our more sensitive data

to a secure cloud.

Off our systems,

out of the prying eyes
of SCIU.

[Will]: No offense.

None taken, Scooter, thanks.

Henry did warn me
that during the changeover,

that there might be a nanosecond

where our defensive firewalls
would be vulnerable.

Yeah, I warned you.

But you took
the chance anyway.

Well, given the course
of recent events,

I felt it was a calculated risk
worth taking.

[Tesla]: Oh, Helen...

how could you be
so irresponsible?

Didn't know you'd left behind
a Praxian booby trap, did I?

So your cavalier incompetence
is now my fault?

The point is,
how do we fix it?

[Henry]: We can't.

This is organic
sentient tech, people,

from Praxis.

It's bits and bytes
and brains, all in one.

And judging by this data,
it's evolving.

Growing?

[Henry]: It's gathering bits
and pieces from everywhere.

[Will]: That's why
it released the Spiderbot,

to learn from us.

[Magnus]:
Okay, worst case scenario?

It gobbles up everything,
data becomes compromised,

we lose complete control
of critical Sanctuary functions.

Oh, I don't like it
when you visit.

[Magnus]: There has to be
a way to stop it.

Listen, I think I need
to explain this again.

It is Praxian, okay?

It's not just
going to turn tail

with a few simple keystrokes.

Hell, I don't even
speak its language.

Hold your horses, Henri.

You may have just
blundered into

something remotely useful.

Uh, thanks.

Nikola?

[Tesla]: Oh, yeah.

You're not going
where I think you're going?

We have to learn
to speak its language.

You're serious?

[Bigfoot]: What are they
talking about?

[Will]: I don't know.

[Magnus]: You realize
this is unprecedented.

[Tesla]: Well, that's never
stopped us before.

Potentially dangerous.

'Fraidy cat.

[Henry]: All right, you guys
are making me really nervous,

and I don't even know
what you're talking about.

Very well, then.
If you're up for it.

[Tesla]: I wouldn't miss it
for the world.

[Will]: Would you like to share

with the rest
of the class, please?

We're going in.

[Will]: In?
In...? In where?

In there.

[Henry]:
You won't feel any pain,

but you might feel
a slight tingling.

[Tesla]: Merely our primitive
consciousness energy

being transmuted
from organic electricity

into a binary stream.

[Henry]: What he said.

[Will]: This is insane.

[Henry]: What he said.

[Magnus]: Well, so is
losing control of our systems.

What if this thing

decides to release
every abnormal from the SHU?

Why you two?

[Tesla]:
Because I know the nanite,

she knows the system,

and we need Junior here
to catch the pitch.

[Magnus]: Really is
no other choice.

There's too much at stake.

Plus, you've got to admit,
it's kind of awesome.

[Henry]: I beg to differ.

I saw "Tron."

[Will]: This Frankenstein
contraption

could melt your brain.

But you won't let that happen.

So no pressure, then.

No more than usual.

[Tesla]: Okay,
ladies and gentlemen,

let the games begin.

We'll be monitoring
your vitals.

At the first sign of danger,
we're pulling you out.

Whenever you're ready.

[power surges]

[Magnus]: Where did they go?

[Tesla]: Or where did we go?

[Magnus]: They wouldn't have
left us alone.

And no time has passed.
We just went under.

[Tesla]: You think we're here?

[Magnus]: Hard to say.
How do you feel?

[Tesla]: Not very binary.

In fact, I feel
disappointingly normal.

[thumps stonework]

[Magnus]: Ow.
What did you expect?

[Tesla]: I don't know,
something cooler,

like the Matrix,
or Vienna in springtime.

[Tesla]: Remember?

We don't know what the inside
of a digital cloud looks like,

but we are familiar
with this environment.

[Tesla]: Right,

so the computer's
using our consciousness

to map this world.

[Magnus]:
Ah, but not completely,

or correctly.

I replaced those chandeliers
over 50 years ago.

[Tesla]: Well, maybe we're not
fully downloaded yet.

[Magnus]: So the computer is
filling in the gaps

using bits
from its own database.

[Tesla]: Like Wolfie said,
it's learning.

Wow.

I had a dream like this once.

[Magnus]: Matrix enough for you?

[Tesla]: Meh.

[Tesla]: What was that?

[Magnus]: Well, uh...
It could have been anything.

An electronic pulse, a memory.

[Tesla]: A desire?

[Magnus]: Can we stick
to the task at hand?

[Tesla]: Absolutely.

[Magnus]: We need to locate
the Praxian nanite

and quarantine it.

[Tesla]: Where do you suggest
we start?

[Magnus]: Well,
if this is the Sanctuary,

then the computer array
would be in Henry's lab.

[Tesla]: Makes sense.

[elevator dings]

Whoa!

[Tesla]: Fascinating.
What would've happened?

[Magnus]: Virtual death?

[Tesla]:
So if an immortal vampire

dies in a virtual world...

- Does he make a sound?
- Oy vey.

[Magnus]: There it is again.

[Tesla]: Wait a minute,

wasn't your office here
a moment ago?

[Magnus]: It was.

And now it seems like
we're down a level.

[Tesla]: If this was a movie,

right now the audience
would be screaming,

"Don't open the door."

This should be Will's office.

[Magnus]: But it's not.

Oh, my god!

Were these drapes
always this hideous shade?

[footsteps approach at a run]

[Magnus]: Nikola...

Someone's coming.

Welcome to my home.

Adam?

[Tesla]:
I did not see that coming.

[Worth]:
Helen, beautiful as ever.

And... Nikola.

[Tesla]: Howdy.

[Tesla]: What is he... it?

[Magnus]: Don't know yet.
Just roll with it?

[Tesla]: Right.

[Worth]: I must know you both.

Why yes, Adam, you do.

[Worth]: And you've come
for a visit.

Isn't that wonderful?

That's a wonderful thing,
isn't it?

Can I offer you anything? Sherry? Tea?

Actually, we're only here
for a short time.

There's something very important
that we need to do.

[Tesla]: Say, now, you don't
happen to have

a Praxian nanite
in your pocket, do you?

[Worth]: Praxian...

Praxis. I know that word.

[Magnus]: You see, this nanite

is being rather disruptive
to the Sanctuary computers.

[Worth]: Causing
a spot of bother, is it?

We can't have that, can we?

What can I do to help?

[Magnus]: Well,

we need to locate this nanite
and contain it.

How hard can that be?

[Tesla]: Okay, I admit it,
that was cool.

[Tesla]: Cooler.

[Magnus]: What is this?

[Worth]: This is Praxis.

Is it not what you asked for?
Have I not met your needs?

[Magnus]: No, Adam,
you're doing very well.

Um... you know, actually,

I might take you up
on your offer of a cup of tea.

[Worth]: Anything
for you, sir?

Um, aw, what the hell?

I'll have a glass of '92 Lafite.

1992 or 1892?

[Tesla]: I love it here.

'92 it is, then.
I'll be right back.

What the hell was that?

Adam, sort of.

He knows our names,
but not our history.

Probably for the best,
don't you think?

So when you downloaded
the coordinates

from Adam's brain--

To come heroically
to your rescue.

[Magnus]: Whatever
electronic fragments

of his consciousness remained--

Are now manifesting
as the man himself.

But really he's just
digital information.

That now thinks it's a man.

Would you care
to go 'round again?

[Magnus]: All right,

let's how much
of the Praxian alphabet

we can remember.

[Magnus]: Dear god...

When Praxis was destroyed,
I thought all of this was gone,

but this is amazing.

This is like finding
the lost library of Alexandria.

[Tesla]: So I didn't
screw up your computers.

I saved a civilization.

Don't press your luck.

We still need to find
that nanite.

[Will]: Heart rate's up a bit.

[Henry]: Yours would be too

if you had a Spiderbot
sucking your cerebral cortex.

[Will]: Do you think whatever
they're experiencing in there

can affect their bodies
out here?

[Henry]: Don't know.

There's no Praxian Virtual
Reality For Dummies yet.

Ugh, no way!

[Will]: What? What is it?

[Henry]: This nanite.

Every time I put up
a new firewall,

it punches right through it.

It's already co-opted
a few secondary systems,

shunted them off-line.

Can you fake it out?

The more I throw at it,

the more it learns
how to defend itself.

[Will]:
Well, that can't be good.

[Henry]: Will, if this thing
breaks out of our system,

gets out into the real world?

[Will]: It could go anywhere.

[Henry]: Everywhere.

What are we talking, SkyNet?

Ah, movie reference,
good one.

[Will]:
Let's hope they've got game.

[Worth]: I do feel...
as if something is missing.

[Magnus]: Are you sure
that's not it?

[Tesla]: I'm positive.

I'd recognize
the digital signature.

Just keep looking.

[Worth]:
Something I knew once...

but can't quite remember.

It makes me sad.

[Magnus]: I'm sure it's
nothing important, Adam.

Don't worry about it.

[Worth]: You seem to know
a lot more about me

than I know meself.

[Tesla]: There.

I think...

Yes.

[Worth]: Who am I?

[Magnus]: You're Adam,

an interface for this system.

[Worth]: Interface.

Are we friends?

Yes, Adam, we're friends.

[Tesla]:
If I can shield it...

[Magnus]: Well, you're assuming

that by manipulating
this virtual image,

that it will actually impact

its real-world
electronic counterpart.

[Tesla]: Energy is energy.

Every action has an equal
and opposite reaction.

[Worth]: Ashley.

I beg your pardon?

[Worth]: Ashley...
makes you sad.

How do you know about Ashley?

[Worth]: Oh, there are
many stories in here.

I haven't read them all,
not yet.

Now your stories
are here too.

[Tesla]: And we're done.

Okay, Pandora's
back in her box.

Henry can excise it
safely from here.

Well, Adam,
I guess this is goodbye.

[Worth]: But we've just started
getting to know each other.

Thank you for your help.

Take us back
to where we came in.

It's been such fun
having company.

Friends.

[Magnus]: Goodbye, Adam.

[Worth]: I'll miss you.

[Tesla]: Ma?ana.

[Henry]: Hey, Doc, you're back.

[Tesla]: And me.

No thanks to Adam Worth.

Worth?

[Tesla]: Best little
operating system butler

this side of OS 12.

[Magnus]: More of an unfortunate
interface, really,

though we were able
to quarantine the nanite.

At least in the virtual world.

Yeah, it totally worked.

I already snagged
the little bugger.

It's trapped on an ISO drive

not even remotely connected
to our system.

[Magnus]: So we're clean.

[Henry]: As a whistle.

Systems are coming back online.

Will and Biggie are doing
a maintenance check.

Now that you're back,
I'm gonna go help them out.

Maybe you want to pitch in?

Maybe not.

Turns out having
your consciousness tapped

is really rather exhausting.

[Magnus]: Nikola's right.

Thank you, Henry,
for everything.

I am going back to bed.

[Tesla]: I'll walk you.

[Magnus]: I know the way.
Good night.

Sweet dreams.

So out of your league.

Excuse me?

- Adam?
- Hello, Helen.

I thought you might
like to read me a story.

How did you get here?

[Worth]: Actually never left.

And neither did I.

On second thought,
maybe I'll read you a story.

Once upon a time,

there was a little girl
named Helen

with a happy smile,

and she had long,
beautiful hair.

One day, Helen discovered
Source Blood.

Adam, don't.

[Worth]: No, wait, this is
the really good part.

Bet you can't guess

what she did with
the Source Blood next.

[door opens]

[Tesla]: Helen, we're still--

Trapped in a virtual core.

But you already know that.

[Worth]: I'm sorry.

I was just having so much fun,
I couldn't let you leave.

Adam, what have you done?

[Worth]: I'm so lonely.

[Tesla]: Well,
get yourself a puppy.

[Worth]: No, but it's better
when you're here.

[Magnus]: You realize
what this means?

[Tesla]: We didn't
quarantine the nanite.

[Worth]: It was a trick,
just like Henry.

I wanted you to stay.

So nothing we've done
up until now

has even been virtually real.

[Tesla]: Ugh,
I'm starting to get

a virtual Escher headache.

[Magnus]:
It's just been one big illusion

inside this illusion.

Okay.
We have to stop this now.

[Worth]:
Why would you want to leave?

Where would you go?

[Magnus]:
Back where we came from.

What did you mean, "illusion"?

She means you.

Just an illusion.

Now you're playing a trick.
I don't think I like that.

Adam, listen to me.
Nikola and I need to finish--

You want to leave.

If you'll just help us--

[snaps book closed sharply]

[in Hyde's cruel voice]:
No, Helen.

You will help me.

[Tesla]: How?

When you say
you're going to leave here...

where are you going to go?
Someplace real?

[Magnus]: Yes.

[Worth]: Take me there.

[Magnus]:
It's rather complicated.

I want to learn.

I have your stories.

Hundreds of years.

I don't have years.

But I did once.

Why can't I remember?

Help me remember.

[Magnus]: Adam,
you don't need to do this.

[Worth]: You're here,
and you're real.

I'm here, but not real.

It doesn't seem fair.

Look, reality's not all that
it's cracked up to be, okay?

What's real for you, Helen?

[Magnus]: Ashley, please...

Mom...

Ashley.

[Worth]: That's just
an illusion, Helen.

How can she be real?
You killed her.

You bastard.

[Worth]: Why are you crying,
hmm, if it's not real?

I want to learn.

[struggles in his shackles]

[Worth]: Your stories...

Oh my.

They're full of
such death, destruction.

Adam...

this doesn't
accomplish anything.

It's not real.

[she cries out]

Hurts, doesn't it?

This is my reality,

and what happens here,
hurts here.

You can't leave,

you can't hide.

Hide.

[chains rattle]

Jekyll...

Hyde...

London.

Oh, dear.

Were we in London?

[Magnus]: Yes, Adam.

We've been friends
for a long time.

[Worth]: Friends?

No, no, no,
that's not your story.

You killed me.

Yes, I see the story now.

You killed me twice.

Three times.

You killed my daughter,

and then you killed me!

Ah!

[Worth]: Again!

[she chokes] Adam!

[alerts beeping]

[Will]: Holy crap, what the
hell's going on in there?

[Henry]:
The system just went nuts.

[Will]: Magnus' vitals
are dropping.

We've got to pull them out.

[Henry]: I can't!
It's taken over control.

[choking]

[snarling]

Will!

I knew this was a bad idea!

Her blood pressure's
taking a major nose dive.

[snarling]

My world, my rules, chum.

[Tesla]: Well, this
should be interesting.

[alerts wailing]

[Henry]:
What are you doing?

[Will]:
It's adrenaline.

I got to get
her numbers back up.

[syringe hisses]

[chains burst]

[Tesla]:
What the hell got into you?

[Magnus]:
Adrenaline, I suspect.

Our real-world physiology
must be showing the strain.

[Tesla]:
Virtual neuro-chemistry?

Well, at any rate, yowza.

[Magnus]: Thank you.

Look, if Will and Henry
know we're in trouble,

why aren't they
pulling us out?

[Tesla]: Maybe they can't.

[Tesla]: You know,

back in Oxford
when I had the chance,

I should have ripped

the little Blarney
psycho's throat out.

[Magnus]: Yeah, well,
it may yet come to that.

[Tesla]: You're just saying that
to cheer me up.

[Magnus]: Look, Nikola,
I didn't drag you into this,

you volunteered.

[Tesla]: Hey, no,
don't get me wrong,

I have been
more than thrilled

to be a part of this
ground-breaking experiment,

this holographic gavotte,

where we're redefining
the boundaries of science

and human imagination.

It's just such a shame

I'm never going to
get out of here

to accept my Nobel.

[Magnus]:
Well, don't be so sure.

One thing's become
clear to me now,

that while Adam can
access our consciousness,

he's not all-powerful.

[Tesla]:
Not yet, but we know him...

Personally, and now digitally,

and you know what,
it seems obvious to me

that the rotten apple
hasn't fallen

too far from the tree.

Ah, ah, ah, ah...

It's the library.

I don't believe you.

Nikola,
what's with the attitude?

[Tesla]: Oh, good,

the little creep
is figuring out a problem

all on his own.

[Magnus]:
The more the nanite spreads,

the more Adam has control
over this environment,

and us.

[Tesla]: What are you doing?

[Magnus]: I have an idea.

[Tesla]: Look,
we tried it already.

It doesn't work,
it's an illusion.

[Magnus]: Exactly.

But that's when we were using
the interface that Adam created.

[Tesla]: So we have to
find a way around it.

[Magnus]:
Now you're catching on.

[Tesla]: And get to
the central system core.

[Magnus]: Exactly.

I think it's time
to peek behind the curtain.

[Tesla]: Oh Henry's lab.

Bravo.

[Magnus]: Makes sense.

It's where the system core
resides in the real world.

[Tesla]: Okay, so...
where do we start?

[Magnus]: If we can't get
control of this environment,

maybe we can shut it down.

I thought we were
looking for the nanite.

We're running out of time.

Adam could wake up
at any moment.

Okay, when you say "shut down",
you don't literally mean--

Oh, yes, I do.

You want to force
a system re-boot

from the inside?

It may just give Henry back
the advantage.

Yes, but, Helen, we're inside.

I realize that.

[Tesla]: And the only
consciousness we have

is now being held in RAM

in the very system
you're trying to shut down.

I didn't say
it was without risk.

It could fry us completely.

And the more
we stand here and argue--

Do you want to wake up
a turnip?

[Worth]: Ah, here you are.

Now, for my next trick...

[flatline drones]

What the hell just happened?

[Will]: They flatlined.

They're gone.

[Henry]: What do you mean
they're gone?

They're-they're dead?

[Will]: No,
they're not dead-dead.

What other kind is there?

[Will]: They're like brain dead.
Praxis style.

Their organs
are still functioning,

but their minds are--

[Henry]:
Trapped in a computer.

[Will]: I don't know.

Can you duplicate
that Praxian device

that revived us?

[Henry]: No.
I mean, yeah. Wow.

Is that a maybe?

It's not like I remember much.
I was zombie-brain-dead.

We don't exactly have a lot of
this stuff lying around, Will.

Well, try to cook something up.

[Worth]: It's lonely
when you're not here.

Look what I've discovered.

I'm starting to find
so many things

hidden around this place.

Things I didn't even
know were here.

[Magnus]: He's tapped into
the webcams on the outside.

[Worth]: There's pictures
of my home,

only it's not in here.

It's out there.

Hello. There you are.

[Magnus]: Dear god,
look at the flatline.

We're brain dead
on the outside.

Our brains only exist
in binary form now.

Which means re-booting
is out of the question.

[Worth]: Is this
where you're from? Hmm?

Is this where things are real?

[Magnus]: He's starting
to understand the difference

between this virtual environment
and the real world.

[Tesla]:
Do you think he wants...

- Our bodies.
- Our real ones?

[Magnus]: At least one of them,
I'm afraid.

[Tesla]:
He's not getting this body.

[Magnus]:
How's your magnetism in here?

[Tesla]:
You tell me.

[Magnus]:
Really? Even now?

[Tesla]: Sorry.
It's automatic.

Let me try.

[Magnus]: Nikola,
we're inside a computer.

[Tesla]:
Electromagnetism.

You're hot
when you're brilliant.

[Magnus]:
Can you do it?

Can you manipulate
the hard drive

that is the real world?

[Tesla]:
Possibly, but to what end?

[Magnus]: I have an idea.

[Bigfoot]: So this thing

will actually synch
their revived bodies

back up to their consciousness?

[Henry]: Uh, yeah.

[Bigfoot]: Really?

[Henry]: Can you just focus
on soldering?

Don't snap at me.

[Henry]: Sorry.
I just, uh...

[Bigfoot]: Hey.
You can do this.

[Henry]: Okay, sure.

I remember
Fallon saying something

about reversing the charge
on the ions

of the nerve
myelinating cells

just as consciousness
was returning to the brain.

[Bigfoot]: Uh-huh.

[Henry]: Well, I got the "ion" part,
but the rest, I just--

[Will]: H.,
something's happening.

[Henry]: Um, could you be
less specific?

[Will]: It's coming through
on Magnus' computer.

You're not getting this?

No, nada.

It looks like you're getting
an encrypted download

from somewhere internally,
but I can't see it.

[Will]: Well, here,
take a look.

Can you slow it down?

[Will]: Yeah, hold on.

[Henry]: What the..?

[Bigfoot]: It's Praxian.

[Henry]: Yeah.

Where'd it come from?

[Tesla]: What if none of this
is getting through?

[Magnus]: Always the optimist.

[Tesla]: Realist.

[Magnus]: In a virtual world.

[Tesla]: Stop.

What are you up to?

[Tesla]: Me? Nothing.

This is your sandbox, remember?

[Tesla]: Interesting.

When he tries to multitask,

there's a spike
in the power grid.

[Magnus]: So what?

[Tesla]: So now
I'm getting an idea.

How are you doing this?

[Tesla]: I wonder if...

[beeps]

[Will]: Signal's stopped.

[Henry]: It's okay, I think
I caught enough of it.

After our last trip
to Hollow Earth,

I started on a Praxian
Babelfish program,

but after Praxis was destroyed,
I gave it up.

[Will]: Is it complete enough

to get a full translation
of what came through?

[Henry]: Well, kinda.

Hmm. Petra--

Okay, and...

just like Scrabble.

[Biggie]: Ha ha. Oh...

[Tesla]: All those channels
and nothing to watch.

[Magnus]: Nikola!

[Tesla]: It won't
hold him for long.

He's getting too powerful.

That's it.
That's the whole message.

Aw, seriously?

[Will]: Well... at least
they're still alive.

Well, their minds are, anyway.

[Henry]: Not for long.

Adam Worth... unbelievable.

What do you want to do?

The only thing I can do.

I guess they want me
to go virtual.

[Magnus]: Ah, good,
you've arrived.

[Will]: Magnus.

[Magnus]: Nikola needs our help.

I'll explain on the way.
Come on.

[Tesla]: Why on earth...?

Ah.

Well, this makes sense.

And you must be
the Praxian gremlin.

Damn you, leprechaun.

[Worth]: How did you
find this place?

[Tesla]: I used
my electromagnetism

to trace the power spike
I detected earlier,

and as I suspected, it led me
straight to the nanite.

[Worth]: You never did like me,
the real me, did you?

[Tesla]: Oh, come now,
what's not to like?

Homicidal mania,

paranoid self-delusion,

a sartorial penchant for argyle.

[Tesla]: A bit skinny
for my own personal taste,

but once I'm inside you,

a few extra Guinness should
put on a couple of stone, no?

[Tesla]: Beer? You wouldn't!

[Magnus]: Adam!

[Worth]:
Ah, Helen, there you are,

and concubine!

[Will]: Oh, man.

This is
a most unexpected treat.

You remember.

I'm remembering
so much more now.

The wind in my face.

The beat of my heart.

The sticky sweetness
of treacle on my tongue.

Ugh...

You killed my daughter.

Stop right there, concubine.

Hmm.

Hmm...

As punishment for your crimes
against humanity,

I shall ask you to choose.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, come on, Helen.
You're not stupid.

You must know
that I want a body,

a new body.

I never looked very good
in heels, so...

Eeny, meeny...

[Magnus]: Stop, Adam.

Don't make me do this.

Come now, Helen...
it's what you love, isn't it?

Playing God.

Deciding who lives
and who dies.

Crack on, then.

[Tesla]: Helen,

let me remind you,
we go way back.

[Will]: You bloodsucking
piece of crap.

[Worth]: Oh, jolly,
they're going to fight.

Very well, then.

Take Will.

[Will]: What?!

[Tesla]: Good girl.

Y-You can't be serious.

There's too much at stake, Will.

I can't let my personal feelings
cloud my judgement.

Are you sure, Helen?

He's younger, stronger--

I beg your pardon.

Okay, Magnus,
the joke is over.

His blood is untainted.

He's a blank slate.

Magnus!

[Worth]: Ah, a fresh start.

I do see the appeal.

[Will]:
Have you lost your mind?

[Magnus]: Yes.

Quite literally.

I'm truly sorry, Will.

[Bigfoot]:
What do you call it?

[Henry]: I don't know,
"un-deading" device.

[Bigfoot chuckles]

[Bigfoot]: It look anything like

the one they used to
revive you in Praxis?

[Henry]: Nope, not even close,

but I'm hoping
it's the same engine

on a different chassis.

[Bigfoot]: Hoping?

[Henry]: That's all I got.

[Bigfoot]: You know,
if this doesn't work...

[Henry]: Yeah?

[Bigfoot]: We could end up
reviving their bodies

and leaving their minds behind.

Yeah.

Well, let's hope they're kicking
some virtual butt in there.

Yeah...

Mmm. Mmm...

Oh, you're right, Helen.

The boy does feel fresh,

kind of like... putting on
a fresh pair of socks.

Dear god.

Well...

it's shaping up to be a grand
and glorious day, isn't it?

Now the world will
bow down before me.

[Tesla]: Good grief,
the melodrama.

Jealous?

I'll be out in the real world
with Will's body

while you'll be trapped in here
in this virtual hell forever.

And meanwhile, the nanite

spreads like a virus
to computers everywhere.

[Tesla]:
Total global domination.

You know, I am a tad jealous.

Mmm.

It's kind of the best
of both worlds, isn't it?

And I couldn't have done it
without you two crazy kids.

So this is goodbye.

Not that it hasn't been...
fun.

You sure you don't
need an assistant?

I'll leave you both
to your eternity now.

Have a nice...virtual life.

Problem, Adam?

What have you done, witch?

Oh, yes, I forgot to mention--

[shackles unlatch
and clatter to floor]

You're not in control anymore.

Elvis has left the building,
my man.

Impossible.

I'm running the show
from here on.

How did you--

Wouldn't you like to know?

I love where this is going.

I've quarantined
the Praxian nanite...

this time for real,

and so,
without further adieu...

Goodbye, Adam...

[clucks impishly]

Forever.

Damn you!

[Henry]: Say something.

[Bigfoot]: Magnus?

[Magnus]: Hello?
We made it.

[Tesla]: Pinch me.
[Bigfoot]: Okay.

[Will]: How'd I do in there?

[Magnus]: Well, you were
a bit stubborn at first,

but in the end,
you were brilliant.

[Tesla]: Well, your downloaded
consciousness was.

[Will]: Thanks.
So, Worth took the bait?

[Magnus]: He believed
that your physical body

was hooked up as well.

[Bigfoot]: When all along

it was just
this little fellow.

[Magnus]: Adam tried to escape,
he got trapped,

we now have control.

I never thought it would pay
to have my brain sucked.

[Henry]: So Worth's
consciousness

has a new home.

[Tesla]: Forever and ever,
amen.

[Magnus]:
So, the quarantine held?

[Henry]: Like a rock.

[Magnus]: Minus the psychotic
Adam Worth interface,

I trust.

[Henry]: Oh, yeah.

I migrated the nanite
to an ISO drive.

It won't be
going anywhere ever again.

[Will]: Something tells me
you've got plans for that thing.

Well, it may be the only
surviving record

of an entire society.

A seed that could help
Kate and Garris

as they try to rebuild Praxis.

[Bigfoot]: You'll need somebody
to take it down there.

[Magnus]:
Do you have anyone in mind?

Well...

[Will]: You?

[Bigfoot]: Yeah, why not?

I have a few
vacation days coming up.

[Magnus]: Indeed.

[Henry]: It'd be nice
to see Kate again.

[Bigfoot]: Yeah.

I miss the little runt
running around the house.

Consider yourself volunteered.

Thank you.

[Tesla]: I hope it's better

than that bilious concoction
you made us drink.

What was that?

[Magnus]: Protein supplement

to counteract the effects
of the Praxian stasis.

[Tesla]: Terrible.
Oh, well, whatever.

The point is,
we're here now.

[Magnus]: Yes, we are.

[Tesla]: I've got my body,
and you've certainly got yours.

[Magnus]: Oh, dear lord...

[Tesla]: So tell me
something, Sophie.

Back there in crazy town,

when you had to choose between
sacrificing Will or moi...

[Magnus]: Yes..?

[Tesla]: I mean, if it had been
a real choice...

if you hadn't stacked the deck
in favor of the house...

Whom would I have chosen?

Yeah, kinda.

Aw, Nikola.

Do you really need to ask?

Cheers.

[???]

Didn't hurt.