The Librarians (2014–2018): Season 3, Episode 10 - And the Wrath of Chaos - full transcript

A little dramatic meeting
here, don't you think?

I work with the smartest
people in the world.

They cannot know we're talking.

So, you've come
to a decision then.

I have two conditions.

You are hardly
in any position...

One, we do this,
we do this my way.

My design, my timetable.

I don't want
anyone getting hurt.

I can live with
that. The second?

- You let the Librarians go.
- Absolutely not.



You can have the
Library and all the artifacts.

- They are not part of the deal.
- Eve, they are dangerous.

Their minds, their abilities...

They and the artifacts
are safer with us.

No, no. They're my friends.

They're off the
table. Non-negotiable.

Or you can try and take
the Library without my help.

Fine.

So, do we have a deal, or did you
drag me all the way out here for nothing?

The Library is yours.

Cassandra, a
watched pot never...

I'm just antsy. We haven't
had a case in weeks.

Relax. Enjoy it.

A little downtime. Catch
up on some reading.



This complete history of
pre-Babylonian pottery is riveting stuff.

- "Methods for Tattoo Removal."
- Don't sneak up on me, man.

Touchy! Sheesh.

Ah, Eve Baird, ladies and
gentlemen. Where have you been?

- A little R&R?
- Find us a new case?

Actually, I've been
meeting with DOSA.

- What?
- I'm sorry.

- Did you just say DOSA...
- Yes.

- DOSA? DOSA?
- Just the one DOSA, yes.

Eve, what's going on?

Back in Tibet, in the train car, I
wasn't abducted by Lamb's associates.

It was DOSA. They tried to recruit me,
scare me into turning against the Library.

Naturally, I said no,
but they keep trying.

- Why didn't you tell us?
- Sneaking around, withholding.

I mean, that's something
Flynn would do, but not you.

- But he's right.
- I'm sorry.

I was trying to wait for the right
time. I didn't want to alarm you guys.

But this could be good for us.

I'm sorry. DOSA chasing
you is good for us?

- Are you mental? We hate DOSA!
- Okay, let's let her finish.

Don't you see? They've
taken me into their confidence.

They've lowered their guard.
While they were trying to play me...

You were playing them. That's my
Baird. I copied this from their files.

Somehow DOSA got the lead
on a location of a lost artifact.

Let's see.

Hello, yes.

This is written in Lakota,
the language of the Sioux.

"When Mercury shines
under the wolf moon,

"the six grandfathers
will reveal

- "the great spider's web."
- Great spider's web?

That's a map to the
Iktomi dream catcher.

Those things they sell
at shopping mall kiosks?

No. Not at all. It's a very
powerful Native American artifact.

According to Sioux legend, has the
power to control other people's dreams.

- Location's been lost for over a century.
- Apparently not anymore.

"Six grandfathers" is the Sioux
word for a mountain in the Black Hills,

more commonly known
as Mount Rushmore.

Jenkins, we need to get
there before DOSA does.

- Set a door.
- I can't go with you.

- You're not coming with us?
- I have to meet with DOSA and check in.

If I don't, they'll
become suspicious.

She's right. Don't want
to lose our advantage.

Get the artifact, come right back.
If you get into any trouble, call.

On second thought, I'm
gonna sit this one out.

- I'm worried about Eve.
- You think DOSA's got her rattled?

I don't know. I'm gonna
talk to her. You three go.

The door awaits. May I
remind you, the clock is ticking.

Go!

BLACK HILLS

Okay, so the map said something
about Mercury shining under a wolf moon.

Whoa! We're just gonna jump
right in? What about the big heads?

Don't you want to
check out the big heads?

We're on the clock.
You heard Baird.

All right, in the Sioux calendar,
"wolf moons" are a name for January.

- January.
- All right. You guys are missing out.

George Washington's nose is a
foot longer than the other three.

Don't tell me you guys
aren't dying to see that.

So we need to start
walking towards Mercury,

which in January
would be in retrograde,

putting it at 27.62 degrees
northeast... Thataway.

No! That's the wrong direction!
Come on, I had so many puns ready!

"Why the long face?"
"Keep your chin up!"

What exactly are
we looking for again?

- You'll know it when you see it.
- I just hope it's not a cave.

I mean, is it just me, or is
anyone else sick of caves?

- Guys?
- Yeah?

It's a Sioux wood carving.
The owl symbolizes death.

- What's that in its eye?
- It's a garnet crystal,

most commonly found on
the coast. What's it doing here?

Garnet crystals have an extremely
high level of light refraction.

The map said light would
reveal something, right?

Yeah.

Hey!

Guys.

- What's it say?
- More Lakota.

"Go to the sacred bear and
kneel before the ancestral fire.

"Only then will you
find what you seek."

- Great. A scavenger hunt.
- Our whole job is a scavenger hunt.

"Sacred bear" is a Sioux reference
for a rock formation in Bear View Park.

- It's about an hour's hike from here.
- I'll call Jenkins to fire up the door.

And no reception. Figures.

Okay, well if we get a move on now,
we should make it before sundown.

Come on, boys.

Stone, you coming?

This hide, it's not right.

- Come on, really?
- I'm from Oklahoma. I know hides.

The Sioux tan their
hides with oak and sumac.

It kept it rough around the edges.
This thing looks like it's store-bought.

And the ink is fresh.

What are you saying?
The clue's a fake?

I'm saying the whole
damn mission is a fake.

DOSA sent us on
a wild goose chase.

So, DOSA fed Baird
bad information. But why?

Eve? Jenkins, have you seen Eve?

What? Sorry, sir.

Little situation here.

What's going on?

The door... It's
been dismantled.

That's the perimeter alarm.

Is that Colonel Baird leading
DOSA into the Library?

Eve's working for DOSA?

There must be two or
three dozen, heavily armed.

How could she be
working for DOSA?

How could she do this to
us? How could she do it to me?

We cannot let them
reach the artifacts, Mister...

- She betrayed us!
- Yes, sir, it would seem so.

And as much as that might hurt,
we have to protect the Library.

Yes, of course. I will take the south
passage, see if I can slip past them,

start sealing doors
and stashing artifacts.

- You hold them off as long as you can.
- I'll buy what time I can, sir.

I had no idea it was this big.

Bigger than you can imagine.

Pack everything up.

I want this place cleared
out by 2300 hours.

Let's go. Let's move.

- I can't let you do that.
- Step aside, Jenkins.

Colonel, I don't know what
it is you think you're doing,

but in the history
of bad ideas, this,

right at the top.

You're the caretaker.
Jenkins. I heard about you.

- "Ornery" is the word they used.
- That's just for my friends.

I mean, for you and your backup singers,
I'd be willing to get downright nasty.

Jenkins, please. I don't
want you to get hurt.

I wouldn't be worried too
much about me, Colonel.

- I'm immortal.
- We know.

That's why Baird gave us this.

Are you sure you
can reverse this?

- He's no good to me dead.
- Yeah.

- All right, people, let's move it.
- Yes, General.

Grab the artifacts
and get 'em out of here.

You take those.
I'll grab the spear.

Take that way. We'll go in here.

Move, move!

THE CAP OF INVISIBILITY

Check behind, as well.

Just reach on over, it's fine.

Nothing here.

- All right, you got it?
- Yeah, I got this end.

Thanks for the ride,
man. Appreciate it.

No problem.

We're too late.

- This is us.
- Lift it up.

We gotta get closer.

- Sign here.
- Eve.

- Thank you.
- I don't believe it.

She sold us out.

I'd like to have
a word with him.

I know you don't want to hear
this, Jenkins, but I had no choice.

DOSA was gonna take the
Library with or without my help.

At least this way, I could make a
deal. The artifacts for the Librarians.

- Everyone's spared.
- Apparently, not everyone.

I tried for your release.
They wouldn't have it.

Of course not. My immortality
makes me a living artifact.

Jenkins, please. I had
to protect the Librarians.

It's my job. I'm their Guardian.

Your job? Your important
job was protecting their souls!

And by doing this, you have
shattered them irrevocably.

In one single act,

you have destroyed everything
we have ever worked for.

So, go right ahead,
rationalize all you want.

But the hard truth,
Colonel? No one was spared.

Please just get me out of here.

Let's go.

- Hello?
- Flynn, where are you?

Playing a little cat-and-mouse with
DOSA in the Library. How about you?

Inside the Annex doing
the exact same thing.

- You're already back from Mount Rushmore?
- It was a trap.

DOSA sent us
there to get rid of us.

Flynn, it's Eve.
She turned on us.

She's helping DOSA
pillage the library.

I know.

But, listen, we can't
think about that right now.

Protecting the Library
has to come first.

- Where's Jenkins?
- DOSA's got him.

They loaded him onto a
truck to who-knows-where.

You have to follow him. You
have to bring him back here.

- He'll know how to initiate the fail-safe.
- Fail safe?

You mean when the Serpent Brotherhood
broke in, the Library folded in on itself?

Cutting the Library off is
the only chance we've got.

Thanks to Judson and Charlene,

Jenkins is the only one
who knows how to do it.

- You have to bring him back here.
- What about you?

I'm gonna try and save as many
artifacts as I can until you get here.

And, Flynn? We're so sorry.

Yeah, me, too.

It's never easy, is it?
Doing the right thing?

When the dust settles, I hope you realize
how much you've helped your country today.

- I'm proud of you, Eve.
- Thank you, General,

but my conscience is
the least of my concerns.

There's a sarcophagus.

It's an Egyptian
deity called Apep.

We've been looking everywhere
for it. We just can't find it.

- That's because we have it.
- We retrieved it from Egypt.

It's been in safe storage while
we were setting up the operations.

Actually, it's being
delivered as we speak.

- You're telling me you have it, now?
- Yeah, it's completely secure.

And I wouldn't worry about Apep.

Took him into custody after
that whole Boston Museum mess.

General, you don't understand.
You don't have Apep.

You have the
person he possessed.

He's a dangerous spirit
who could be coming back

to his sarcophagus to
rejuvenate his powers.

Well, with our security
protocols, not a chance.

But we have to be sure.

Fine. I'll prove it
to you. Come on.

Take us to the port.

Looks like they're storing
the artifacts underground.

Including Jenkins, I'll bet
you anything. Come on.

Hey. Go.

Ah!

Oh, my God.

They built their own library.

DOSA CONTROL AREA

Look at this.

Polycarbonate bulletproof
glass, titanium framing,

magnetic fusion
containment field.

It's exactly like the Library,
only instead of using magic

- to contain the artifacts...
- They're using technology.

- Wait, where are all the guards?
- With security like this, who needs 'em?

Poor thing.

DOSA's found a way to trap 'em.

It's like they studied
the artifacts beforehand.

Jenkins!

- Jones!
- Can you get us in?

DOSA's good, but
they're not that good.

- Guys!
- Are you okay?

- Are you hurt?
- He can't hear you.

- It's double-A polycarbonate.
- Hey!

This thing's locked down
six ways from Sunday.

Ezekiel, get in there.

I would pick the lock, if
there was a lock to pick.

Never seen anything like this,
wouldn't know where to start.

I can help. See this?

It's asking you to calculate
the largest Mersenne prime,

which is an extremely
rare class of numbers.

Mersenne primes are so large that it
takes a computer a month to calculate them.

But they don't have what I have.

Maybe the answer to the equation
is the key to unlocking the door.

Got it.

EXPONENT START COUNT P

What's happening?

The air! It's
compressing his lungs.

- Well, make it stop.
- I can't!

- What the heck just happened?
- It's booby-trapped.

I think it goes off if you
put in the wrong answer.

I didn't put in the
wrong answer.

- Are you sure?
- Are you sure?

Okay, she's sure.

Look, maybe math is
not the key to the lock.

These are Sumerian pictographs.
This is the oldest writing known to man.

"If you feed me, I will live.

"If you give me a drink,
I will die." It's a riddle.

Sumerians are credited
with creating the first riddle.

The answer is fire. It's fire,
right? You give it kindling, it lives.

You give it water, and it dies.

Stop it! You're hurting him! It's
fire! The answer's fire! I swear!

I don't understand.

Well, now you know how I feel.

You two do realize
what's going on, right?

A lock I can't pick, a
math riddle you can't solve,

and a pictograph
you can't decipher?

Looks like artifacts aren't the
only thing DOSA's studying.

They studied us.

They took our skills into
account to engineer this thing.

This box, it's Librarian-proof.

Ceramic vessel? I got it.

It was just behind
the other one.

- That's why I didn't see it.
- Serial numbers match up?

217... What?

- Get it! Grab it!
- I can't!

- Come on! It's too fast.
- Jump up there! Come on!

- This doesn't make any sense.
- Face it, DOSA's outsmarted us.

There has to be another way.
Come on, Cassandra. Think, think.

Maybe I should try
entering the numbers again.

No!

We don't know how much
more the poor guy can take.

Bested by the Serpent
Brotherhood? I could take that.

Prospero? At least
he was magical.

But DOSA? The government?

We're smarter than
the freaking government.

Yes, we are, and they know that.

- What are you getting at?
- Think about it.

- We're all experts in our field.
- It goes without saying.

You really think DOSA found someone
smarter than us to build that thing?

Well, obviously they did,
because we can't get in.

No, we can't, but it's not
because they're too smart.

It's because we are.

DOSA was counting
on us being Librarians.

They knew there wasn't a puzzle

that they could throw
at us that we can't solve.

- They knew we'd outsmart ourselves.
- That's right. They bet against us.

So, what? We have to be dumb?

Exactly.

You see, if the right answer
to the puzzle is wrong...

- Then the wrong answer has to be right.
- And not just any wrong answer, okay?

It has to be the exact
opposite of the right answer.

- So, let's be dumb smartly.
- Come on.

Okay, so the opposite of
the highest Mersenne prime

is the lowest.

ACCESS GRANTED

It's working.

Opposite of fire...

ACCESS GRANTED

Okay, so the opposite
of the most complicated

password in the world
is the dumbest password.

Well, finally.

How many Librarians does it
take to get Jenkins out of a box?

We had some complications.
Yeah, we had to be dumb.

Yes, well, I'm sure
that was very difficult.

Flynn sent us. He's
still at the Library.

Said you could protect
it with the fail-safe.

I don't know the fail-safe code.

Only Charlene and Judson
know the fail-safe code.

Why would Flynn say I knew that?

PORT OF PORTLAND

It's been under our
control since Egypt.

Nothing has gotten near it.

Open it.

Argon shield with infrared
sensors and decibel detection.

It can pick out even the
slightest bit of disturbance.

Homeland Security
doesn't even have this yet.

If only you had
the Opal of Nefertiti.

- What?
- Protection artifact.

Creates a magical force-field
that wards off Egyptian spirits.

It's what we... I mean, "they"
would use at the Library.

Colonel Baird, I assure you there is
nothing that can get past these sensors.

It's been tested against
all known forms of...

All "known" forms.

I'm sorry. I'm sure I'm
worrying for no reason.

Obviously, your team
has done their homework.

Should we finish up
back at the Library?

I'll catch up with you.

Mumbo-jumbo.

It's certainly been a long
journey for you and me, hasn't it?

I guess it's time
to say goodbye.

So, goodbye.

I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. I
knew you would try to talk me out of it.

Well, you can't. I'm doing it.

You're not gonna change my mind.

We don't want to
change your mind.

Charlene?

Told you we'd see
each other again soon.

So, you know what's
gonna happen?

Oh, please. On this side of the
mirror, we get the scoop on everything.

So, what are you
gonna do, Librarian?

I'm gonna do what
I'm supposed to do.

The life I take
has to be my own.

You know that as well as I do.

Yes, but I just wanted
to hear you say it.

They'll be here any minute now.

SPEAR OF DESTINY

- Easy.
- Careful!

One wrong note, you'll send
us back to the Stone Age.

What are you... General,
what are you doing?

Where do you want this set up?

At the building's fracture point,
which I will find soon enough.

Detonating the Library
was not part of the deal.

The deal has changed.

Apep.

You know how long I've
been waiting for this moment?

To unleash pure evil?

And the sweet irony that I will do it
in the place that was built to contain it.

The death of the Library
will be the rebirth of pure evil,

and you gave it to me

on a silver platter.

Uh-oh.

This way.

Bring me the bomb.

Thank you, Mr. Jones.

I had no idea there was
a back door to the Library.

Yeah, inside that air shaft.
Nothing's impenetrable.

Today's just full of surprises.

- What? Baird!
- Wait, wait, wait, wait! I can explain!

- Jenkins, let her go!
- Give me one good reason

I should not squeeze the
life out of her right now.

Flynn and I... Working together.

We're a whole part of a plan.

- Talk.
- I didn't betray you.

There's no time to
get into details now,

but Flynn and I planned all of
this to get Apep here in the Library.

- You tricked us.
- How can we trust you?

Flynn sent you to get Jenkins,
right? To initiate the fail-safe?

- Well, how'd you know that?
- It's part of the plan.

Guys, Apep is already here.

In the Library! We trapped him.

Flynn is gonna use the
Eye of Ra to defeat Apep

and lock up pure evil once and for all.
It worked. Everything's gonna be fine.

No, Colonel, it's not.

Because Mr. Carsen failed to
tell you how the Eye of Ra works.

It requires a human sacrifice.

- Flynn?
- Oh, my God.

He's going to sacrifice himself.

- Flynn's gonna kill himself?
- No, Jenkins. We have to stop him!

- Where could he be?
- You don't know?

It wasn't part of the plan. I was
just supposed to bring Apep here.

'Cause he knew you'd try
to stop him. We all would've.

- The catacombs!
- Is there a portal in here, too?

The Library
itself is the portal.

If the catacombs gets fractured,
pure evil could be released.

- Final check complete.
- Ready to arm.

Arming now.

Detonate in 30 seconds.

- Leave now.
- Yes, General.

- We got company.
- Let's go!

Move, move, move!

Where are they going?

There's a bomb!

14, 13, 12, 11, 10,

nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four,

three, two, one.

Get down!

Watch it!

Everybody all right?

Help me move this stuff
out. We've gotta get to Flynn.

I can hear Apep. Hurry, come on!

All right, all right.

- Baird!
- Colonel!

- Flynn, don't do this!
- Eve.

I understand why you think
you have to, but you don't.

- There's no other way.
- Then we'll find one together.

If there were another way,
believe me, I would do it.

There isn't. You
have to let me go.

You promised you wouldn't
leave. Please, Flynn.

I'm on borrowed time already.

I've been a Librarian
longer than anybody else.

Please, Flynn.

I should feel scared
right now, but I don't.

I feel grateful. To you.

And to the Library.

For bringing me so much joy.

Goodbye, Eve.

No! I won't let you!

I love you. Always and forever.

Please!

Flynn!

Flynn!

So, this is what
you look like, huh?

Pictured you taller.
More muscles.

Librarian.

Psycho look in the
eyes is right, though.

You have come here to stop
me. It is too late. You have failed.

I don't think so.

You humans amuse me,

clinging to your pathetic
notions of "good conquers evil."

Look around you.

The world is rife with war
and hate and destruction.

Good is an aberration.

I'm only restoring the
world to its natural state.

You finished with your little soliloquy?
Because I'm tired and I want to end this

and send you back to
whatever hole you crawled out of.

No!

We're too late.

Where am I? What happened?

- What is that?
- I'm gonna get her to safety. General!

You're gonna help me after
what we've done to you?

It's what we do.

Go, go, go.

There's got to be another way.

- I don't think there is another way.
- I don't accept that.

No! You're Librarians. You're
the smartest people in the world.

Prove it! Now!

The gift of inner soul.

I think I might have an idea.

It involves magic. Don't ask.

Baird, can you get
us across that gap?

Come on.

Is that the best you got?

A little gust of hot air?
You need some new moves.

- Fool! You cannot stop me.
- "Stop you"? Yes, I've heard that before.

That's your problem, Apep.
You've always underestimated me.

You remember what I
told you when we first met?

That I would do anything for
the Librarians, even die for them?

I wasn't bluffing.

The Eye of Ra.

No! No!

Okay, put it down.

- All right, get ready.
- Go.

No! No!

- It's almost over. It's over. It's over.
- No, we've found another way.

- There's no other way!
- There's always another way.

No!

The Monkey King said I could
bestow the gift of inner soul.

I'm giving it to you.

I have the ability
to transport thought.

I give you the power of thought.

No one needs this love
potion more than you.

Here, have a heart!

Clever Librarians.

What is happening to me?

To work, the Eye of Ra
requires a human sacrifice,

so my friends found
another human to sacrifice.

- Me.
- Welcome to the human race.

No, no! No!

The ley lines are receding.

Pure evil was
leeching off of them.

Now that the pure
evil's going, so are they.

You know, you guys could've
thought of that a lot sooner

and saved me a lot of trouble.

You have some
serious explaining to do.

How could you lie to us?

You should've told us the
plan. We could've helped.

Well, that's exactly what
we didn't want you to do.

You were our fail-safe.

If we failed and pure evil was
released, we'd need you guys as backup.

And you working for DOSA?

We knew the only
place to battle Apep

and make sure pure evil
was sealed up once and for all

would be inside the Library.

But battling would mean that countless
artifacts could've been destroyed.

So you needed a safe place to protect
the artifacts until it was all over.

A facility whose security
features rivaled our own.

Like one that DOSA had
been building all along.

Clever.

You intentionally set me
up to be possessed by Apep.

- He could've killed me.
- Yeah, but he didn't.

- I think you should focus on that part.
- I'm sorry. We had no choice.

Very well, then. You
forgot one important thing.

I now have possession of
nearly all the Library's artifacts.

You don't expect me to
just hand them over, do you?

You really think after what you've
seen today, they're safest with you?

I'm sure you'll do a great job
taking care of the Loch Ness monster.

And no one will accidentally
open up Pandora's Box.

- Nor touch Midas' hand.
- We are not fools.

We're trained to deal
with anything that...

Or open an Egyptian god's sarcophagus
and end up becoming possessed.

It's your decision to make.
Whatever you decide, we'll respect.

And with that, the Library's
collection is restored.

I noticed you moved a number of artifacts
around from where they used to be.

Yes, yes. I thought
it would be helpful

to have a few artifacts
close at hand, just in case.

In case what?

In case any of our Librarians
decide to use magic again.

I don't think that's gonna
be happening anytime soon.

What do you mean?

We've decided not to
use magic or the artifacts.

Or any of our newfound
abilities, like my enhanced gift.

Or what I've learned
from the Monkey King.

Just because you can,
doesn't mean you should.

And you're all in
agreement with this?

A wise guardian once
reminded me that the Library

didn't choose us for
our ability to do magic,

but for our ability to know
when to use it and when not to.

So, we will use magic,
but only as a last resort.

It's way safer kept in
here where magic belongs.

Spoken like true Librarians.

I'm reminded of one
of my early adventures.

It was on the Serengeti, tracking
a particularly pesky artifact.

Streaming service plagued
by visions from the future.

- It's gotta be a hack.
- Or a tech-savvy spirit.

- Or a virtual wormhole.
- I'll check the Dark Web.

I'm on Einstein-Rosen bridges.

- I've got Nostradamus.
- I'll make tea.

So, I guess this is the
part where I apologize

for keeping you in the dark
and promise to never do it again?

Actually, no.

You're Flynn Carsen, who
spent years working alone

and will spend years
adjusting to working with others.

- It's just who you are.
- You're okay with that?

No, but you're trying,
and that's all I can ask.

So, you're
suggesting that we just

accept each other for
who we are, faults and all.

Yes, but you're lucky,

- because I don't really have any faults.
- Ah! You know, that's true.

See? You're learning already.

It's nice to have
everything back to normal.

It certainly is.