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(gentle orchestral music)

(angelic music)

(triumphant orchestral music)

(birds chirping) (interface beeping)

(mellow music)

- Champagne?

Champagne?

(Flynn spits) (champagne splashes)

(crowd gasping)

- Sorry. Bubbles went up my nose.

Actually, that's not technically champagne, that's Cava.

It's a Spanish sparkling wine

and uses the champenoise process.

It, um...

Never mind.

(cellphone rings)

- Is it there? - One porcelain vase.

Early Ming dynasty, circa 1400, Lot 011.

- Lot 011. (keyboard clacking)

(computer chimes)

And Mason?

- He's here and he brought a friend.

Very big friend.

- Whatever it takes, do not let him leave with that vase.

- [Flynn] Check. Save the world, no matter what.

- As long as you don't go over budget.

- Next up, ladies and gentlemen, a porcelain vase.

Early Ming dynasty, circa 1400.

May I have a starting bid of 20,000 pounds?

20,000. Do I hear 30,000?

30,000. Thank you sir.

30,000 is the bid.

Do I hear 40? Looking for 40.

40,000 to the lady. (cellphone rings)

I have 40,000. - 30,000 is in the budget.

- I'm officially upset now, Flynn.

- Oh, hey, Katie.

Everything okay? - 50,000?

- We were supposed to meet for lunch an hour ago!

Where are you?!

- I'm still at the, uh...

- [Auctioneer] Very nice, sir.

- Flynn! - 50,000 is the bid.

Looking for more.

- I'm at the librarian convention.

The online catalog seminar ran over. You know how it is.

You get a bunch of librarians in a room talking-

- In the last six months that we've been dating,

you've given a hundred excuses!

- Oh, come on, a hundred?

- Verbal bid! 100,000 pounds!

(crowd gasping)

- You're always late! - 100,000, do I have 150?

150?

- Slow down. - 150,000 pounds!

- [Katie] Or running off to some convention

or book club retreat. - I brought you to England.

- And since we've gotten off the plane,

you've left me waiting a dozen times!

(cellphone chimes) - I have to take that.

- Don't you take that call!

(cellphone beeps)

- Are you trying to bankrupt us?

- I can't really talk to you now, Charlene.

I got Katie on the other line.

- Is Katie writing your checks?

- Give me five minutes, okay?

- Don't you hang up!

- Just give me five minutes.

- I have 500,000 pounds! (cellphone beeps)

- Flynn? - Wait.

- Flynn. - Wait, what?

- 500,000. 550.

- Oh, no. - Maybe some women are okay

with the wild and unpredictable lifestyle

of dating a librarian,

but I'm not. - 600.

650.

750.

850! I have 850!

850,000 is the standing bid.

- [Katie] I want someone I can depend on!

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, no, no. - Do I have more?

850! - Flynn, I'm leaving.

- Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't leave.

I'll meet you in 15 minutes in the hotel bar.

15 minutes in the hotel bar. Don't leave.

- Please don't let me down again, Flynn.

- [Auctioneer] Do I have more?

- 1 million pounds! (crowd gasping)

(auctioneer gasps)

(computer beeps) (computer buzzing)

- Sold to the impatient American for 1 million pounds!

(crowd applauding)

(register ringing)

(Charlene yelps)

(Mason whispers)

(cellphone beeps)

- Charlene?

- Oh! (register ringing)

(pen scratching)

- And let's wait about two weeks

before cashing that check, shall we?

- Yes.

Such a pleasure to find someone who understands

the unique value and rarity of such a fine artifact.

(vase crashes) Oh, oh!

(pieces clattering) What are you...

What is that?

- That is the philosopher's stone.

The most powerful and famous transmutational relic

in all of history.

- Ah. What does that mean?

- It means that the stone can turn anything

it touches into gold.

Mr. Carson, we meet again.

Very valuable, as you can imagine,

but also quite dangerous if you're not careful.

My bodyguard, Mr. Percy,

once had the misfortune of holding the stone

without taking the necessary precautions.

- Well, gentlemen, this is all very fascinating,

but my girlfriend is waiting-

(Flynn groaning)

- I don't mean to be heavy handed.

(Mason laughs) (Flynn groans)

Get it? (pillow thuds)

Because his hand is made of gold.

(Mason laughs) (gold creaking)

(Flynn grunting)

(gold thuds) (Mr. Percy groans)

(Flynn grunting)

(gold clacks) (Mason groans)

(Flynn grunting)

(auctioneer grunting)

Carson!

(sword clatters)

I want that stone!

(shoes squeaking) - Oh!

(sword clangs) - Ha!

(piece clattering)

- [Flynn] That's 18th century Korean.

- Sorry.

Ha! (sword clangs)

(banister squeaking)

Out of the way!

Move, you fool! - Whoa!

(man groans) - Move!

- [Man] Whoa!

(Mason grunts)

(both grunting) (swords clanging)

- Ah, British cavalry sword.

Worthy and Sons. Silver filigree.

- Bit overpriced.

- [Flynn] Mm.

(swords rasping)

(both grunting) (swords clanging)

(suit ripping)

This is rented!

- Of course it is.

(swords clanging) (both grunting)

(swords clanging)

(both grunting) (swords clanging)

You know you're going to lose, Flynn.

- Actually, I know two things.

Your sword grip and tactics show me

that you're fighting with a German 14th century sword style

developed by Johannes Lichtenauer.

(swords clanging)

Defeated only by the Renaissance technique

taught by Hutton in 1892.

- What's the other thing you know?

- The Renaissance style taught by Hutton in 1892.

(swords whooshing)

(swords clanging) (both grunting)

(crowd gasping)

(punch thuds) (body thuds)

Katie, I'm here!

I know, excuse me, sorry. I'm a little late.

I'm a lot late.

Hi. - Ah.

- I'm looking for my girlfriend.

She has blonde hair, and she's American.

- Would she have had a lingering air of disappointment,

as if she just made a difficult but necessary decision?

- Yeah. Yeah.

That's her.

- She left for the airport half an hour ago.

This is for you.

(somber music)

(interface beeping) (people shouting)

(wind blowing)

(Kubichek speaking in foreign language)

(man speaking in foreign language)

(bats squeaking)

(Kubichek speaking in foreign language)

(Kubichek shouting in foreign language)

(somber music)

- No, no. No, no.

I understand he wrote you the check,

but he was not authorized for that amount.

Well, perhaps if we returned the...

How many pieces?

We have some very cutting-edge glue

here at the library, I...

I'll call you back. Flynn!

1 million pounds? - Please, Charlene, not today.

I'm not in the mood.

- Oh. Fine.

I'll just deduct it from your pay for the next 50 years.

- Did the auctioneer happen to mention that I gave him

a solid gold throw pillow worth about 2 million pounds?

- [Charlene] No!

- [Flynn] Well, here.

(coins jingling)

Rub a quarter on the philosopher's stone

and you get instant gold.

- What has gotten into you?

We just do not profit from the artifacts.

And this tuxedo, it's a rental.

- John, Chris. Not today, Charlene.

(gear creaks) (door whirring)

(door whirring)

(lights clacking)

(gentle music)

(lights clacking)

Where's Judson?

- He's in the Large Collection Annex.

- We have a Large Collection Annex?

Charlene, how big is the Library?

- As big as we need it to be.

- Noah's Ark?!

- [Charlene] Flynn!

Flynn!

- Welcome back, Flynn. (water splashing)

- Listen, Judson, I need...

Judson?

Judson?

- Oh. It's the Fountain of Youth.

It just arrived from St. Augustine, Florida.

I'm just testing it to make sure it's the real deal.

(water splashing) Ah, that's better.

Hate to go through puberty again.

So did you find the philosopher's stone?

- Oh. Yeah.

Here you go. - Ask him how much it cost.

- Excellent work. Well, I knew you'd come through for us.

That's why I know we can count on you for this next job.

- Next job?

I just got back.

- We've just received the Voynich manuscript from Yale.

It's on loan. It has to be deciphered by morning.

- Well, I need to leave early today.

- Oh, not today.

- Yes, today, because my personal life-

(Excalibur thuds)

- Oh. Oh, that's right.

I forgot, Monday is your training day with Excalibur.

(Excalibur thuds)

Oh, he missed you. (Charlene chuckles)

- Well, I've already had my sword practice

for the week, so...

- Yeah, you're probably gonna have to spend the night,

so we have a cot. (Excalibur whooshing)

- Stop it! All of you!

- Flynn, are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine. No, I'm good.

What could possibly be wrong?!

I mean, I work in a basement doing a secret job

I can't even tell my mother about,

and my best friend is a sword!

What could possibly be wrong?!

- I think he's snapped.

(Excalibur whooshing)

- Flynn, you're scaring the relics.

- This place is sucking the life out of me!

I look around, I don't even see relics anymore.

You know what I see?

I see the parts of my life

that I have given up finding them!

Blackbeard's chest, my mom's 65th birthday.

Da Vinci's diary, my 10-year college reunion!

Do you even know how often those come along?!

- Um, 10 years?

- Valentine's Day with my girl...

With my ex-girlfriend.

- Ooh. The girlfriend.

- It's always about the girl.

- [Charlene] Mm-hmm.

- Do you know that since I've been working here,

I have not been in a relationship with a woman

that has lasted more than six months?

Didn't work out with Emily,

didn't work out with Nicole, and now Katie dumps me.

And I really thought that she was...

I thought that she might be the one.

- Flynn, I'm sorry, but the Librarian,

it isn't just a job, it's your life.

Librarians and relationships...

Look, maybe this will help.

Just think of yourself as a celibate monk.

- We do.

- Sounds good.

Good pep talk. Are you insane?!

I am 33 years old!

Celibate monk?!

Celibate monk? Excalibur!

(Excalibur clattering) (Excalibur whimpering)

Do it, do it now! Just get it over with.

- Flynn, look, you're overworked.

Maybe you should take, you know, some time off.

- You have some vacation pay coming. But don't get greedy.

- Vacation?

Vacation?

(Excalibur whooshes) Yeah, okay.

Vacation.

- Do you think he'll come back?

- He'll come back. The Library has plans for him.

- Prince Vlad Dracul.

This is his insignia, Order of the Dragon.

Vlad was Prince of Wallachia in the 15th century.

He was noted for his cruelty.

Over 40,000 people were tortured and murdered

during his brief six-year reign.

His favorite method of execution was impalement

on a six-foot stake.

Hence he earned the nickname Vlad the Impaler.

- Was Dracul a vampire, Professor?

(students laughing)

- Vampire? No.

No, no. No, I don't think so.

No.

No, the blood lust fed the rumors from his enemies,

and also his name is Dracula,

meaning "son of the dragon," "son of the devil."

But no, he's a moldering corpse somewhere

in those mountains, I'm sure.

Skeleton, like any other.

Well, that's all the time we have for this evening.

We will see you this time next week.

For now, be young!

(students chattering)

(brace clacks)

(Lazlo sighs)

- I enjoy lecture, Professor.

Very informative.

- 2,000 years of Romanian history,

all they want to know about is the vampires.

(Kubichek laughs)

- "Dracula" always was bestseller.

- Where do I know your face?

- [Kubichek] My work has attracted

a lot of attention lately.

- Kubichek.

You recently resigned as security minister

from the Russian government.

Not as much fun as your old days in the KGB, I suppose.

- Haven't you heard? There's no more KGB.

There's no more Russia, really.

That government is a sham.

I'm going to do something about that.

We are going to do something about that.

- What do you need from me?

- He wasn't in Snagov.

We found him much further south in the Carpathians.

- You found the body?

- I remembered we had two scrolls

we had taken from Nazis who had, in turn, stolen them

from a monastery in the south of France,

so I went into old files and found them.

This one is map to Dracul's body.

And this one provides clues

to where the French monks hid this.

- No. No, this is a hoax.

I've searched for this my entire life.

- It's real.

And you're going to help us find it.

- The Judas Chalice?

(door knocking)

- [Charlene] Flynn, open up! It's Charlene!

(door rattles)

(lock clacks)

- What are you doing here?

- Well, my combination speed dating,

wine tasting was two streets down.

- How did that go?

- Here.

- Oh.

Oh, uh-

- This is how you spend your free time,

cooped up in your apartment?

- [Flynn] Yeah, just catching up on some reading.

- Yeah, you of all people don't read enough.

- I've also discovered this new online poker game,

which is really amazing.

By using binomial coefficients and probability theories,

I've been able to correctly guess the cards 73% of the time.

I have won over 25,000 virtual dollars.

- I'm virtually proud of you.

You have time off. Get out of this apartment.

- I just...

I don't feel like it right now.

- Look, these are travel brochures

for vacations I never took, so don't do what I did.

Here, you could go to the Grand Canyon.

- You know, seven people fall off

the Grand Canyon every year?

- Wine tasting in Sonoma.

- [Flynn] Wine goes bad.

- Just get out of here. Go to Las Vegas.

New Orleans.

- And what if New Orleans dumps me?

- The city of New Orleans will dump you?

- I just...

I don't wanna get my hopes up

about something new and then be disappointed.

And then lose, again.

- Look, I'm sorry about Katie.

But you just can't get stuck.

You gotta move on to new things, to a new someone.

- And when I lose the next someone?

- You're not the only one this job has cost.

You know, my marriage broke up right before we met.

Now, I'm not saying that my time

with Gaston was bad or wasted,

but, sometimes, saying goodbye is the right thing to do.

Keep on living.

Follow the dream.

See where it leads you.

This old?

- Yeah.

(Charlene sniffs)

- Um, you're not driving, are you?

- No, I got the bike.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(dreamlike music)

(wind blowing)

♪ I see the sadness in your eyes is more than you let on ♪

♪ They ask where love has gone ♪

- Come to me, Flynn. Find me.

Come to me, Flynn.

(horse whinnying)

(Flynn sighs)

(Flynn groans)

(Flynn sighs)

(brochures rustling)

(lively music)

- Follow a dream.

(horn wails)

- [Conductor] All aboard! All aboard!

- And I got my cab right out front, and my cousin Boudreaux,

he got a hotel and I could give you a cut rate and-

(door knocking) - Little help here.

- Hey, welcome to The Big Easy!

- Thank you very much. (Andre chuckles)

(Andre speaking in foreign language)

- Let the good times roll!

Boy, it is good to have tourists back in the city.

- [Flynn] I look like a tourist?

- [Andre] Mon ami, you look like the tourist.

Come on, we'll take my cab.

You here on business or pleasure?

- [Flynn] Pleasure.

- Then you in luck, 'cause pleasure is my business.

Hey, name's Andre.

Number's on the back.

Whatever you need, look no further, 'cause I'm your man.

- [Flynn] Well, thank you.

- You want some good old Creole cooking?

My cousin Joe got the best restaurant in the city.

Night life? You can't beat my cousin Dupree's jazz cafe.

Fishing? My cousin Earl got the luckiest boat on the river.

- How many cousins do you have?

- How many you need?

(trunk closes)

So, what is it?

Music? Booze?

Food? Women?

- Well, I thought I'd check out a few museums.

- Oh.

The museums.

Sure.

(door closes) (Andre chuckles)

You do realize you're in New Orleans, right?

(lively music)

(horn honking)

(bell tolling)

(crowd chattering)

(gentle music)

- You getting tired or what? - This city is so romantic.

♪ I see the sadness in your eyes is more than you let on ♪

♪ They ask where love has gone ♪

♪ Was it some magic or a twist ♪

♪ A spell that crossed the stars ♪

♪ Whatever happened, here we are ♪

(birds squawking)

♪ To lie with you under a hundred moons ♪

♪ Memories that time could not erase ♪

♪ I'd give it all to feel the sun again ♪

♪ And let it warm my face ♪

♪ To love and lose and love again ♪

♪ As sure as planets turn ♪

♪ Our faith in love, that's everything ♪

(Simone singing in foreign language)

♪ To lose and love, only to lose again ♪

♪ It isn't bad if you believe ♪

♪ That now and always, you stay in my heart ♪

♪ Mon cher, I could never leave ♪

♪ No, I will never leave ♪

♪ I will never leave you ♪

(crowd applauding)

- Are you sure it's in here?

- Yes, the scroll specifically says that the monks assigned

a hiding place somewhere in the old Capuchin Monastery.

- They turn church into nightclub.

(Kubichek chuckles)

Americans.

Ivan, go.

(card door opens)

(man speaking in foreign language)

(mellow jazz music)

- Mind if I join you?

Hi.

I'm Flynn.

That performance was...

Wow.

Can I buy you a drink?

You already have a drink.

Um, this is gonna sound...

It's gonna sound like a bad pickup line,

but you're the woman I've been dreaming about.

- You're right, it does sound like a bad pickup line.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. (hand tapping)

Yeah, I just got out of this relationship

and I came down here to forget about everything,

and I had this really crazy dream and-

- Let's go somewhere a little bit more private.

- Uh, yeah, sure.

(curtain rattling)

Are we in a rush?

- Come. Come.

(doors closing)

(angelic music)

- Oh.

(lock clacking)

This is definitely a fire hazard.

Hazard.

Hazard!

Hey! It's an echo chamber.

See, that's kind of a specialty of Eastern temples,

but a lot of Western monasteries use

the same architectural design.

You see, stand in the right spot

and a single voice is amplified into an entire chorus.

(Flynn singing in foreign language)

(Flynn laughs)

Wow. Little fast, huh?

Don't you think we should open some music

or put on some wine or take a key from your thigh?

- It's okay, Librarian. You can drop the act.

You're very convincing as a hapless loser, by the way.

- Librarian?

How did you...

What do you mean, "hapless loser"?

No, no, go back to the Librarian part.

- You're the Librarian.

- Yes, but I'm on vacation, and how do you even-

- [Simone] I called you in your dreams.

- I knew you called me in my dream.

- This marker will tell you where to go next.

And please hurry, there is little time left,

and a Librarian is the only one who can protect the chalice.

- Chalice?

What chalice?

You're talking about the Holy Grail?

We already have it.

It's about that big, made out of wood.

- No, no, no- - Funny story, I'm dusting-

- No, you- - Drop it.

(marker thuds)

Kill them both, and bring the marker to me.

- Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

First of all, I'm on vacation.

And second of all...

♪ You and you and you ♪

♪ You, you, you, you, you ♪

♪ You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you ♪

High C, now!

(Simone vocalizing) (window cracking)

(window shatters)

(men groaning)

- [Simone] This way.

(shards clattering)

- [Ivan] After them!

- [Simone] This way!

- [Ivan] Go!

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(door opens)

- Okay, don't be nervous.

We're gonna have to, um...

(Simone grunts)

Okay.

160 pounds, 45-degree angle, 15-foot linear distance.

Okay, one, two...

(Flynn screams)

(body thuds) (Flynn groans)

(Simone gasps) - Flynn.

(Flynn groans)

- [Flynn] Maybe 165 pounds.

(both grunting)

(Ivan yelps)

- Who are these people?

Would you get back?!

(hand slaps)

- Where is it?

- There were two thieves here when we arrived.

They escaped with the marker.

- You fail me, you fail me, you fail me!

- Perhaps we don't need the marker.

(gentle music)

- Ah.

(Simone yelping)

- How did you know that I can hit a high C?

Not everyone can, you know.

- When you sang, I heard you use glottal stops,

indicative of a classical opera training technique.

Plus, you're a natural soprano so the...

- Is that what it's like in your head all the time?

- Uh, pretty much,

except for the screaming when I'm being shot at.

Or when I'm falling a great distance.

- Whew.

Can you read that?

- [Flynn] You can't?

- No, I am just its guardian.

- You guard something that you don't understand.

- So says the Librarian.

- Good point. Who helps you?

- No one.

I've been guarding the secret

for most of my life by myself.

- That must get lonely.

- Again, so says the Librarian.

- You ever get sick of it?

- It's my destiny.

You cannot escape your destiny, Flynn.

- No, I was trying to take a little vacation from it,

but didn't seem to work out-

- No.

If you fight your destiny, you will be miserable.

You must embrace it and revel in every moment.

- Such as?

- You save the treasure.

- Whatever that is.

- And escape the bad guys. - Whoever they are.

- And rescue the lady fair.

- I don't know about rescuing lady-

- And your heart is beating.

Every nerve in your body is alive.

Who else can live such a life?

Don't hide from it, Flynn. Celebrate it.

- Any suggestions?

- Well, we could start with a drink.

- They're still gonna be out there, with guns.

- Well, then, maybe we make it two.

- I love this city.

♪ I got sensation, something's in the air ♪

♪ Makes my feet keep moving to I don't know where ♪

♪ Since I met you, baby, time is standing still ♪

♪ Know it sounds crazy, but you got me in your spell ♪

♪ First, we're hanging on the corner ♪

♪ Then we're sneaking out the back ♪

♪ You know anything can happen ♪

♪ Once the night turns black ♪

(Flynn laughs)

Oh. I haven't had this much fun in a long time.

- You asked for a vacation, I bring you a vacation.

- [Flynn] Next time, without the gunfire and the running.

- [Simone] Oh, still complaining?

(Simone chuckles)

- Can I, may I-

- Mm-hmm. - Ask you a personal question?

- Oh, why ruin the night with personal questions?

- Because I wanna know, no,

I need to know, is there...

Are you with somebody?

- No.

There was somebody a long time ago, but not for many years.

Why?

Oh.

- Well, um, hey, hate to say goodnight, but-

- Then why say goodnight?

(lively music)

(body thuds) - Wow, pretty impressive.

♪ Gotta get it to the night line ♪

♪ Gotta raise a little hell ♪

Whoa!

(bed thuds)

♪ You wanna be with me ♪

♪ Just can't help it ♪

♪ Oh, no, no, no ♪

♪ Just can't help it ♪

♪ No, I just can't help it ♪

♪ Oh, no, no, no ♪

- Any sign of them?!

- No. The professor?

- He made good translation from wax.

Went to bed hours ago.

We'll deal with them when we cross paths again.

- Yurgi, take over for George.

(crickets chirping) (frog croaking)

(bottle shatters)

(gun clacks)

- [Yurgi] Who's there?

(twig snaps) (creature growls)

(footsteps pattering)

(Yurgi screams)

(birds chirping)

(Flynn sighs)

- Simone?

(Flynn sniffs)

(Flynn sighs)

Chalice.

What chalice?

(gentle guitar music)

(door opens) (bell jingling)

(barber laughs)

- [Barber] Shave will take that hangover off.

- Shows, huh?

- New Orleans badge of honor, son.

♪ I got the blues ♪

- [Judson] Looks like you got them worse, though.

- That's a new one.

- Welcome, welcome. Come, sit down.

- [Judson] Enjoying New Orleans, Flynn?

- What do you know about this?

- I have no idea. It's your vacation.

- Ha!

It's early 1800s.

Markings are a mixture of Latin Vulgate,

early Romance with a spiffy transcription cipher.

- What does it say?

- "Even into her night,

the queen of the loa guards the cup of the dagger man."

- A riddle?

- Exactly.

Haven't cracked the first part yet.

- [Judson] What about the second half?

- Dagger man in Latin is sicarius,

which is believed to be the etymology of the name Iscariot,

as in Judas Iscariot.

The cup of the dagger man is...

This is about the Judas Chalice.

- You know of it?

- The chalice made from the 30 pieces of silver

given to Judas Iscariot to betray Christ.

- What about the rest of the legend?

Power of the chalice

to resurrect a vampire-

- Don't say it. It's ridiculous.

- You've seen a lot of strange things, Flynn.

- Vampires, Judson?

What would the chalice even have to do with vampires?

- Judas Iscariot hanged himself

from a tree after the betrayal.

Cursed by God to wander the land forever.

The first vampire.

(Flynn chuckles)

- You buy that?

- Well, that would explain a vampire's aversion to silver.

You know, due to the original 30 coins.

Their hatred of the cross. Holy water.

- And the wooden stake?

- And not just any wood.

The stake of aspen,

the tree from which Judas hanged himself.

The only way to kill a true vampire.

- So the power of the chalice

to resurrect dead vampires and to bestow upon

a living vampire ultimate strength and speed, that's real?

- That's a very good question.

Another good question is,

why would someone dig up the grave of Vlad Dracul?

- Dracula?

- Yes. They raided his tomb and his coffin was stolen.

- Okay, so somebody's looking for a chalice

that resurrects dead vampires

at the same time that Dracula's body's gone missing?

That's not good.

(door opens) (bell jingles)

Hey, Judson! (horn honking)

(bell tolling)

- The chalice was hidden by French monks

in the 15th century.

Then, later, they moved it as far away

from Romania as they could.

- Across the ocean?

Oh, of course, 'cause New Orleans was a French territory.

So the chalice is here.

All right, I gotta ask you.

Last night, I met a girl.

And somehow, she knew that I was the Librarian,

and I just have to ask you straight out, did you send her?

(bell tolling)

Judson.

(Judson laughs)

Judson! (cable car whooshing)

(playful music)

(bell tolling)

(mellow music)

- [Andre] Oh, we got to get in and out before sunset.

They lock this thing up tight at night.

- You sure this is the right cemetery?

A lot of conflicting opinion.

Maybe she was buried in- - Mr. Professor Museum Man,

you wanna see Marie Laveau's tomb, I'll take you.

(door closes)

I just didn't think you was the mumbo-jumbo kind, though.

- [Flynn] You don't believe in Voodoo?

- Why?

I'm a black man living in New Orleans,

why I got to believe in Voodoo?

I mean, this is the 21st century.

- Sorry.

- Why you wanna see Marie Laveau's tomb, anyway, huh?

- "Even into her night, the queen of the loa..."

Loa are Voodoo spirits.

Agassou, Limba, Simbi-

- [Andre] Oh, yeah, that's a lot of loa, huh?

- Most influential Voodoo queen was Marie Laveau.

I have a PhD in comparative religions. Two, actually.

- Well, "into the night" could mean-

- "Into her night." It's a metaphor for death.

See, I think that the monks, who made this,

hid something in her tomb, a clue.

- To what?

- To the Judas Chalice.

(Andre sighs)

Guards the cup of the dagger man.

Dagger man.

Hello, Judas.

A slot.

US mint is founded in 1792,

Spanish coins still in circulation,

three-quarter of an inch diameter,

current coin radius comparable size would be...

(Flynn mumbling)

Oh, you don't have a silver dollar on you, do you?

- Let me see.

(coins jingling) Ah.

My cousin collects them.

- Sure.

Here's your piece of silver, Judas.

(coin rattling)

(head thuds)

- [Andre] You all right?

- Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.

Whoa.

- [Andre] What's it say?

- I don't know yet.

(statue scrapes)

(coin jingles)

- Hey, Mr. Professor Man!

Mr. Professor Man.

(Ivan speaking in foreign language)

(Flynn speaking in foreign language)

(hand slaps) - No, you can't.

(door opens)

- Was clue what old man said...

Oh, hello.

- The clue and more.

- Good work.

Flynn Carson, according to badge,

you are librarian from Metropolitan Library of New York.

- That's right.

- So you are down here collecting overdue books?

Who do you really work for?

FBI? CIA?

Why are you after Judas Chalice?

- I already have the Judas Plate

and the Judas Knife and Fork,

so if I want the complete set...

- You don't know who I am.

- Sergei Kubichek, former KGB.

Security minister in the new Russian government

until six months ago when you resigned

over charges that you were regressive.

Democracy not working for you, Sergei?

- Chaos not working for me. Starvation.

- Well, one man can't fix it all.

- One man leading army of unkillable soldiers can.

Who could stand against an army led by Dracul,

manned by a hundred, a thousand undead?

- He's here. You raided the coffin.

- We are going to bring order back to Russia.

We are going to rebuild Russia

to her former glory and beyond.

- Wow.

Actually, never sat this close to a psychopath before.

- Kill him.

(Flynn chuckles)

- You can't kill me.

That coin has writing on it, over 500 years old.

You meatheads won't be able to decipher it.

I, on the other hand, have PhDs in cryptology

in every language you can imagine.

Face it, Kubichek, you need me.

(fingers snapping)

(door opens) - You don't put much faith

in my organizational abilities.

- Professor Emil Lazlo?

- You've heard of him?

- Of course I've heard of him. You're a genius.

- Why, thank you.

- I have read every book you've ever written

on Eastern European folklore.

I especially admire the synthesis-

- So, if I have Professor Lazlo?

- Uh, yes, in that case, killing me is totally an option.

- I'm sorry, son, I had no choice. They forced me.

(Lazlo groans)

- Make it interesting.

Have your...

Men. Didn't we bring more men?

- Well, George disappeared.

Then Peter and two others. Drinking maybe.

- So hard to find good help.

- Look. I get this from Voodoo shop.

(Flynn sniffs)

- Datura.

Made from a poisonous weed known to cause

disorientation and hallucination.

Used in Voodoo ceremonies.

- You always talk in, like, whole paragraphs.

Ever notice that?

Open up.

(Flynn groaning)

(Flynn coughing)

(Flynn groans)

Get the car.

Drug kicks in, we'll drive him into the river.

Make it look like an accident.

Okay, Mr. Librarian, kind of fancy books

will get you out of this one?

(chair crashes) (Ivan groaning)

(body thuds)

- Houdini wrote books too.

Oof.

(crickets chirping)

(door opens)

Shh. - You.

- Flynn Carson.

I got about two minutes before I'm in

a full-blown hallucination, so we gotta get you outta here.

- I've just deciphered the markings.

- [Flynn] There's no time for...

You did? - Yes.

- What language is it this time? Is it French?

Aragon? - Langue d'oc.

It makes reference to the Vigenere cipher. Here.

- Find numerical transposition.

- [Lazlo] Yeah.

- M, E, A, L, I.

- How many combinations?

- 10 characters, so it'd be...

- Factor of 10.

- You divide it by four, which is the repeated characters,

it'd be 907,200. - 907,200.

- Yeah. - It's Latin.

Illuminathe.

Illuminate. Illuminate.

Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta.

(eerie music)

(table bangs) - What?

(Flynn coughs)

What? Illuminate what?

- Wait a minute. - What?

- The tarnish on this coin.

Silver oxidizes, it doesn't corrode like this.

- I was so preoccupied with the writing,

I never examined the coin itself.

- [Flynn] It's glass.

- Glass.

- This isn't a coin.

This is a lens.

(Lazlo chuckles)

Morgus Bay. That's where we need to go.

- God, you make one hell of a historian!

(Flynn groans)

Flynn? Flynn.

(Flynn wheezes)

(hand patting) - We're outta time.

We gotta get you going.

Come on. - What?

- Come on. - What?

- Come on. - No, no.

- Come on, up, up, up, up, up. - No, no, no, no, no, no.

My legs are too slow.

You go. You go.

I will- (body thuds)

- [Ivan] Don't let him get away!

Look everywhere! - I'm good.

- [Ivan] Do not let him leave the house!

- Good luck. - Where is the librarian?!

(door closes)

(lively music)

(crowd cheering)

- [Flynn] Excuse me, please.

(Flynn groans)

(Flynn mumbles)

- [Ivan] Don't let him get away!

Move!

- Please help me. People are chasing me.

- Need a chaser, bro?! Party!

- No, no, no, no. - Yeah!

- [Flynn] Excuse me.

(fire roars) (crowd cheering)

- [Ivan] There he is!

(fire roars) - Whoa.

(Flynn groans) - Don't let him get away.

(body thuds) (Flynn groaning)

- Okay. Going away.

Get up, Flynn.

- You're not going to think yourself

out of this one, book boy.

(shotgun clacks)

(tense music)

(dramatic music)

(angelic music)

(dust whooshing)

Where did she come from?

- [Flynn] Simone?

- I leave you alone for one day.

Now, please, go before there is trouble.

(Nicolai and Ivan laughing)

- Nicolai, shoot this tramp.

- With pleasure.

(gun clicks) (dust whooshing)

(Nicolai screams)

(palm thuds) (body thuds)

- Shoot her! (dust whooshing)

(knee thuds) (man groans)

- So sorry.

(palm thuds) (man groans)

(dust whooshing)

(dust whooshes)

(Flynn sighs)

(shotgun clacks) (Flynn yelps)

- [Simone] Flynn!

(dust whooshing)

(shotgun fires) (Simone gasps)

- [Flynn] Simone!

Simone!

(shotgun clacks) (shotgun shell clatters)

(gun fires) (gas hissing)

- Missed.

- Didn't. (lighter clicks)

(fire roaring) (Ivan groans)

(Flynn grunting)

(Flynn panting)

Simone.

Simone. Simone, no, no, no, no.

No, no. No, don't die.

Don't die because of me. No.

Simone. Simone.

Simone.

(Flynn sighs)

(Simone gasps)

(Simone sighs)

(Simone groans)

(Simone sighs)

- Hello?

- Hi.

(body thuds)

(Flynn snoring) (clock ticking)

- [Simone] Ah! Good, you're awake.

I made you some tea.

- But I saw you get shot.

You had no pulse. You were dead.

- Yeah, sure, I was already dead.

- What do you mean? What do you mean "dead"?

Like undead? Like a vampire?

- Afraid so. Tea?

Oh, that is very hurtful! - Well, excuse me!

I just woke up in a vampire's lair!

You didn't, you didn't...

- I don't kill for food.

See? (door opens)

(refrigerator hisses)

Blood.

- Oh, God.

- Check for holes.

(door closes)

(Simone snarls)

Kidding. You're so uptight.

(Flynn chuckles)

- It's early Baroque. About 300 years old.

In fact, a lot of this stuff is.

- Yes. Mementos I have collected over the years.

- Aha.

And how old are you?

- Americans, to ask a lady such a question.

I'm 403 years old.

- Mm-hmm.

400?

- Oui. - And three?

- Yes.

- Well, you know, I've dated older women before,

but dead is new for me.

Yeah, so I thought I knew a lot about history

'cause I've studied it, but you, you have actually lived it.

How did you-

- I was born in Paris in 1603.

It was a very exciting century.

There was Galileo, Shakespeare, Rembrandt.

It was a thrilling time to be alive.

And in Paris, I met Francois.

He was a teacher at the university.

We fell in love, and we were soon engaged.

I always loved music ever since I was a little girl.

And by the age of 25,

I was an opera singer at the royal court.

(Simone speaking in foreign language)

(dog barking)

It was the best time of my life until...

(ominous music)

I died June 12th, 1628.

The vampire passed his curse on to me,

condemning my soul to walk the night forever, never to rest.

- And Francois? (piano chimes)

And Francois?

- I never saw him again.

My destiny took my love away from me.

He did love books very much.

I stayed on in Paris for another 200 years,

trying to find the vampire and kill him.

But he vanished.

I learned about the Judas Chalice

and how it could resurrect dead vampires.

With such a power, I knew that the undead

could overwhelm the Earth.

- You wanted to protect it.

- And so I followed the trail to the monastery.

But I couldn't decipher the writing on the pendant.

So I decided to stay on in New Orleans

and protect at least this part of the puzzle,

until I saw some man studying a monastery,

and I knew that trouble was coming.

- That's why you appeared in my dream.

You were asking for help.

- From the Librarian.

- But how do you know about the Library?

See, that's- - Oh, all vampires know

about the Library.

You Librarians have been around almost as long as we have.

This is from before the Crusades.

It depicts the Library's eternal battle against evil.

More to your job than just saving old relics, huh, Flynn?

- Symbol on the shield, that's the Tree of Knowledge.

Who's the knight? - He is known as the Scholar.

He is the greatest Librarian of them all.

Legend has it, he built the Library

and is keeper of all of its secrets.

He's known as Yehuda.

- Yehuda? - Mm-hmm.

- Hmm. It's Hebrew.

It's the Hebrew name for Judson.

(bells chiming)

- Sunrise is in one hour.

I can't go out during the day.

- [Flynn] Simone, I need you to come with me.

I know where the chalice is.

Morgus Bay, about a half a day's drive from here.

- It's too far.

I will never survive the trip in the sunlight.

- I know somebody.

- [Andre] Hey, hey, Mr. Professor Man.

This is my cousin Earl.

- [Flynn] Earl.

- Hey. - Hey, you disappeared on me

after the big show.

- Sorry, Andre, I met some friends.

This is the luckiest boat in New Orleans, huh?

- Well, I never said it was the prettiest.

- Simone, Andre. Andre, Simone.

Cousin Earl. - Hey.

(Andre grunts)

- If that's the friend you met, I forgive you.

Boy, you starting to get that New Orleans spirit, mon ami.

(Andre chuckles)

- How far to Morgus Bay?

- Ah, we should get there around nightfall.

But why Morgus? I mean, it ain't nothing but a swamp.

- I'm going in the cabin now, Andre.

We don't wanna be disturbed until nightfall.

(head thuds)

- Okay. I get it.

(curtain rustles) - Okay?

- I get it.

(Andre laughs)

(Andre speaking in foreign language)

Baby!

(Andre laughs)

Cast me off, cous!

(Andre laughs) (boat rumbling)

(lively music)

Now, Morgus is a mile inside the swamp.

Now, the water is too shallow.

You got to paddle the rest from here.

You sure about this?

- [Flynn] Leave the light on for us.

(ominous music)

(thunder crackles)

(rain pattering)

(Simone gasps) (Flynn screams)

- [Simone] Are you okay?!

- I'm fine. Are you okay?

- Yes, I'm fine. - Okay, okay.

- It's a warning. It's bad gris-gris.

- Somebody doesn't want us to go any farther.

- [Simone] Oh! Is that what I think it is?

- Cover your eyes.

(gun clicks)

(gun fires) (flare sizzling)

It's The Pride. That's Lafitte's ship.

See, Jean Lafitte was a 19th century pirate who-

- Flynn.

- We must be near the Barataria Swamp.

He used to use this maze-

- Maze of swamps as his headquarters. Flynn, I know.

I was here twice when he was docked in New Orleans. Parties.

- [Flynn] So you knew the pirate, Lafitte?

- Mm-hmm. Lightweight when it came to rum.

Not so tough. Passed out in his puffy shirt.

- [Flynn] Then I guess you knew him well.

- If I remember correctly, these stairs lead to the...

Yeck! (blade rasps)

- Look out! (blade whooshes)

(Simone screams) (blade thuds)

Tripwire.

(Simone sighs)

Would you survive that?

- Head cut off? As bad as sunlight.

I go poof.

- Stake through the heart?

- Only wood from an aspen tree will work.

Hey!

- Just asking.

This way?

- That leads to Jean's quarters.

- [Flynn] You mean his bedroom, don't you?

- [Simone] Now, now, don't be jealous.

(latch clacks)

(door opens) (door creaks)

(thunder crackles)

- Well, well, well.

The man himself.

Buried with his treasure.

I guess you can take it with you.

- [Simone] Oh, Jean.

- That's just nasty.

Combination lock.

Can only be opened with the right six letters.

Clue is in-

- French?

- Excuse me.

(Simone puffs)

(Simone speaking in foreign language)

"The faith was breached.

The mark was sealed."

- "Faith was breached"?

- "The mark was sealed." - Um, violation?

Deception? Betrayal.

- Yep, yep, yep. - A betrayal sealed-

- With a kiss.

You see, Judas signaled the Romans,

and sealed Christ's fate with a kiss.

And in French, kiss is-

(Simone speaks in foreign language)

(Flynn speaks in foreign language)

(plate clicking)

(plate clanks)

Ready? - Yes.

- Little help. - Okay.

- Thank you. (Simone grunting)

(angelic music)

Judas Chalice.

Holy Grail for vampires.

I thought it would be bigger.

Anticlimactic after all this treasure.

(Simone snarls) Don't you think, Simone?

(Simone hissing)

Simone?

(Simone coughs) Wow.

This stuff is like catnip for you guys, huh?

- You know, I think that we should go now.

- Kind of a shame, really.

Can't take the whole thing back with us.

This would make a wonderful addition

to the Large Collection Annex.

They could put it right next

to Noah's Ark, but perpendicular.

- 15 men on a dead man's chest.

Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum.

I really must thank you for finding the chalice for me.

Old man said you did all the work.

- Professor.

- I've looked for this my whole life, son. I had to see it.

- You.

(Simone snarls)

(Simone screaming)

(Simone snarls)

(Simone groaning)

- Ivan warned me about you.

I thought it was all nonsense, but better safe than sorry.

- Kubichek, if you hurt her, I swear I'm gonna-

(punch thuds) (Flynn groans)

- You'll what?!

Take away my library card?

I originally planned to resurrect Vlad on Russian soil,

but, tomorrow, we begin with America.

Build up a nice little army.

- You don't know what you're doing.

You're unleashing a monster.

- You would know what sort of monster.

How long since you last fed?

(Simone snarls)

(Simone groaning)

Lock them in!

Let them rot together for eternity,

or until hunger gets better of her.

(Simone groans)

(elbow thuds) (Flynn groaning)

(door creaks) (door closes)

(latch clacks) (Simone snarls)

(Simone snarls)

- [Simone] Flynn, are you okay?

- Oh, my eye really hurts.

This door's made out of iron,

these walls are six inches of wood,

and it's about 20 hours till they resurrect Vlad.

Okay, Simone, do your thing.

(Simone grunts) (door rattling)

I could do that.

- I'm sorry, Flynn, okay? I'm too weak.

I haven't fed in over 24 hours.

- Okay, well, don't get any ideas.

You just sit right over here and relax.

(Simone sighs)

(thunder crackles) (Simone sighs)

- I can't believe this.

After centuries trying to protect the chalice,

I failed, and I led them here.

- Well, technically, I led them here.

And it's not over yet.

For a 403-year-old woman,

you sure don't have a lot of patience.

(lively music)

This looks promising.

Newton's third law. I've got an idea.

Potassium nitrate.

Perfect.

(curtain rips)

- Flynn, there are no cannon balls.

- [Flynn] We don't need them.

- Newton's third law?

- Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.

The explosion should be strong enough

to drive this cannon back and through that door.

- "Should"?

- Well, like about 60% of the plans I come up with,

there is a strong possibility

that it could all go horribly, horribly wrong.

We could die in the explosion.

- Well, I can't die.

- Right. I'm the only one who can die in the explosion.

Glad we clarified that.

Okay, here we go.

- Wait.

For luck.

- [Flynn] Here goes nothing.

- [Simone] Wait, wait, wait.

(tense music)

(cannon fires) (door crashes)

- Yeah, Newton!

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

Andre.

(Andre groaning)

Andre!

He's been hit from behind.

See if you can go and start the boat.

Andre.

Hey, hey. Andre.

(boat rumbling)

Simone!

No, no, no! Stop the boat!

- I'm sorry, Flynn! - No, no!

- But you can't come with me! - Simone!

Simone, what are you doing?!

(Andre grunts)

Simone!

- Hey. Your girl done stole my cousin's boat.

- Thought you said this boat was lucky.

- It is. For her.

♪ I thought, at last, my search was over ♪

♪ Thought I found somebody who ♪

♪ Told me that she really loved me ♪

♪ And I believed those words were true ♪

♪ Then the night came when you left me ♪

(horn honking)

♪ My one, my only friend ♪

(hand tapping)

My cousin Horace.

- I'm not complaining.

♪ And I'm walking home again ♪

♪ I'm walking home again ♪

- Just talked to Earl.

The boat's back at the dock, safe and sound.

- Huh. Well, look like you got an honest girl there.

For a thief.

- [Flynn] Thanks.

- You need anything else?

- Uh.

Don't suppose you could help me find

a plantation house being rented by a bunch of Russians?

- Well, there are a lot of plantation houses in New Orleans.

Can you tell me anything else?

- No. I don't really remember much from my visit there.

- What, you've been there already?

Well, what do you need me for?

Look, I know you got the photographic memory

in that head of yours.

Look, I got faith in you.

- Hmm.

Thanks, Andre.

- Bonne chance, Professor Man.

Come on, cous! (hand tapping)

(hand tapping)

(truck rumbling)

(mellow music)

(door opens) (refrigerator hisses)

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

(sneaky music)

- Surprise.

(Simone grunts) (elbow thuds)

(body thuds) (Flynn groans)

(Simone gasps) (Flynn groans)

That went better in my head.

- What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here.

- Why?

So I won't see you steal the chalice, become all-powerful?

- You don't understand.

- I understand. You betrayed me.

You wanted the chalice for yourself,

and I thought you cared about- - I do care.

(knives clattering)

- Simone, get back.

I'll use this if I have to.

(knives clattering)

- Flynn...

I left you at the dock because I was trying to protect you.

(door opens) - Well, we got you again.

Honestly, we're not this good.

You two kind of suck at sneaking around. Bring them.

(Flynn groaning)

- Just in time.

I am sure Vlad Dracul will be starved when he's awake.

- You're making a big mistake, Kubichek.

- Let's see. Open coffin.

(Ivan grunts) (lid scraping)

(Simone gasps)

What's next, old man?

- Blood must be spilled into the chalice

and then poured on the corpse at the stroke of midnight.

- Let's give Dracul a taste of his dinner.

(Simone gasps)

(Flynn grunting)

- [Simone] No! No!

No! (blood dripping)

(Flynn groans) No!

(Flynn grunting)

(bell tolling)

(flames roaring)

(water bubbling)

- It's working.

It's working!

(wind blowing)

Rise from the dead, warrior prince!

Rise and do my bidding!

This can't be!

(Lazlo chuckles)

(Lazlo laughs)

You crippled fool.

It was all a hoax?!

I kill you!

(Kubichek groaning) (bones cracking)

(braces clattering)

- Lazlo?!

(Lazlo snarls)

Lazlo's a vampire?

- I recognized him at the ship.

He was the one I was trying to protect you from.

(Lazlo speaking in foreign language)

- [Simone] The one who made me.

(Lazlo snarling) (Simone groaning)

(body thuds)

(gun firing)

(Lazlo chuckles)

- We've gotta get that chalice away from him.

(door crashes) (men snarling)

- [Lazlo] You're looking for your missing men, Ivan?

Sorry, I had to snack on the journey.

- You killed my men, Lazlo?!

- Please, call me Vlad.

- If you're Vlad, who's that?

- It's a peasant in a box.

I lived for centuries among you humans unnoticed,

until the cattle got sick.

Cholera.

- 1829 pandemic?

- Flynn. - Sorry, sorry.

- I drank infected blood

and then I was trapped in this withering body.

Until now.

- You wanted the chalice for a cure, to revive your powers.

- Lucky for me, Kubichek found the first clue.

- Not so lucky for Kubichek.

- I wouldn't say that.

(Kubichek snarls)

Now that I have the chalice,

I will summon my children

and they will drink and we will plunge

your world into darkness.

Come, child, join us. Drink and be strong.

(men snarling)

- Simone.

- Drink.

Simone.

- [Flynn] Simone.

(Simone spits)

- Never! You destroyed my life!

- Then die with the others.

(men snarling)

Feed!

- You got a plan, book boy? I'd love to hear it!

- I'll take that. Cover your eyes.

(gun clicks) (gun fires)

(men screaming) (men snarling)

(triumphant music)

(Flynn grunts)

(man groans)

(man snarls) (Flynn groans)

(Flynn grunts) (man snarls)

(Simone grunts) (dust whooshing)

(Flynn spitting) (man snarls)

(man grunts) (Simone screams)

(tray thuds) - Go get the chalice!

(Kubichek grunting)

Oh!

(Kubichek snarls) (Simone screams)

(body thuds) (Simone groans)

(Kubichek snarls)

(crickets chirping)

- I know you're out here, Vlad!

(owl hooting)

It's no use!

Show yourself.

(dust whooshing)

(posts creaking)

I think it's only fair to warn you

that I am, in fact, a Librarian.

I've fought evil in many forms.

Approximately, 35 forms.

Give or take.

So you have every reason to be afraid!

(Vlad roars)

Is that supposed to frighten me?!

'Cause mission accomplished. Good job.

(dust whooshing)

(Ivan grunting) (Kubichek snarling)

- Go! Help the librarian!

Leave him to me.

(Kubichek snarling)

(Ivan grunts)

(dust whooshing)

(posts clattering)

(Flynn grunting) (dust whooshing)

(bones cracking) (Flynn groans)

(sickle clatters)

- You follow a vampire into the woods at night?

I thought you were a smart boy.

- I'm officially in trouble now.

(Flynn groans)

(beams crashing)

- You Librarians break so easily. But tasty.

- You took my life away from me,

but you don't get to take his!

- I gave you a gift!

- Allow me to repay the favor!

(Vlad snarls)

(Flynn grunting)

(Simone snarls)

(dust whooshes)

(Vlad snarls)

(dust whooshing)

(both snarling)

(dust whooshing)

(Vlad snarling) (Simone screaming)

(dust whooshing)

(Kubichek snarls) (Ivan groans)

- Join us, Ivan. We can still restore order to Russia.

(Kubichek snarls) (Ivan groans)

- I think it's time we pay the bill

for what we've already done.

(Ivan spits) (pin clatters)

For Russia, old friend.

- No!

(explosion booms)

(Simone snarling)

(dust whooshes) (Vlad screams)

(chalice clatters)

(head thuds) (Flynn groans)

(body thuds) (Flynn groaning)

- Populus tremuloides.

Populus tremuloides.

(branch snaps)

(Vlad snarling) (Simone screaming)

(dust whooshing)

(branch snaps)

(Simone screams) (Vlad snarls)

(Vlad snarls) (Simone groans)

(Vlad snarling) (Simone groaning)

- I'm sorry for your pain, my child, but, as they say,

"The more tortured the vine, the sweeter the fruit."

- Vlad Dracul, Prince of Wallachia!

(Flynn speaking in foreign language)

(Vlad snarls) (dust whooshing)

(beams crashing)

(Vlad speaking in foreign language)

- Because I control the Judas Chalice, so I control you.

- Stupid boy. That's not how it works.

Wrong move.

- Wrong hand.

(branch rasps) (Vlad groaning)

Populus tremuloides, the aspen tree.

The original tree that killed

the original vampire, Judas Iscariot.

- Son, you make one hell of a historian.

(branch creaks) (Vlad groans)

(fire roaring)

(Vlad screams)

(spirits screaming) (spirit laughing)

(gentle music)

- Simone, I want you to come back to New York with me.

I mean, you already know everything about the Library,

so I could show it to you.

I've never been able to share it with anybody before.

- I'm sorry, Flynn, I can't. It's time for me to go.

- What? Back to France?

- You did it, Flynn. You killed the vampire who made me.

My soul can be at rest now. I can be at peace.

- Rest? What, you mean die?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I already thought I lost you once,

I'm not gonna go through that again.

- It's all right, Flynn.

I want peace.

I've lived long enough. I've made every day count.

- We could be together.

There is a way.

(tense music)

(Simone hisses)

(gentle music)

- You have to stay, always the Librarian.

You have to fulfill your destiny as I have fulfilled mine.

Please, Flynn, sometimes, saying goodbye is...

- The right thing to do.

- You know, there is one thing you can do for me, though.

I've always wanted to see the sunrise again.

Will you watch it with me?

Oh, it's beautiful.

(Flynn sighs)

I loved you, Flynn.

For a little while.

- I loved you.

Goodbye, Simone.

- Goodbye, Flynn.

(ashes whooshing)

♪ To lose and love, only to lose again ♪

♪ It isn't bad if you believe ♪

♪ That now and always, you stay in my heart ♪

♪ Mon cher, I could never leave ♪

♪ No, I will never leave ♪

♪ I will never leave ♪

(door knocking)

- I have something for you.

- We did not authorize any- - It's a thank you gift.

(gentle music)

- It's beautiful.

- Early 1800s, made by French monks.

- There's writing on it. What does it say?

- Latin.

Says, "Even into her night..."

(Flynn coughs)

Says, "Follow your dream."

- And where did your dream lead you?

- Home.

- We're still not paying for any unauthorized funds-

- I know.

Oh. That's mine.

- Well, Flynn, you've come through for us once again.

Well, I'm just sorry we ruined your vacation.

- I wouldn't say "ruined."

- Oh. Well, good.

So have you decided on, you know,

whether you're going to stay on as the Librarian or not?

- Somebody very special told me I should embrace who I am.

I think she was right.

- Good. Good.

Then we won't, you know, we won't have any more of those-

- Meltdowns?

No, no. - Good, because Charlene

was thinking about changing the locks.

(both laughing)

- I know who you are.

- What?

- Come on, Judson, I know that you're over 2,000 years old.

And I also know that the Library is pitched

in a larger battle between good and evil.

Yehuda!

- Yahoo to you too.

Flynn, I won't disagree that there is

a battle between good and evil,

and, right now, it seems like evil is winning.

But, soon, you and the Library are going to play

an even more important role in that struggle.

And as far as my being 2,000 years old,

well, that's just insulting.

- Yeah.

Yeah. Okay.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess, you know, it is kinda silly

when you think about it.

(Judson chuckles)

Scholar. - Scholar?

- The Tree of Knowledge. (whale wails)

(water splashing) (Judson laughs)

(triumphant music)

(lights clacking)

(triumphant music)

(thunder crackles) (electricity crackling)