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Miss, are you okay?

Can you hear me, miss?

What are you smiling about?

It’s amazing.

Atlas lifting up the world.

Or it’s weighing
on his shoulders.

Well, I haven’t seen you before.

Well, that’s disappointing.

Lefty-loosy, righty-tighty.

Word to the wise, don’t speak

while the Chinese
Gourd Vessel is opened.

Unless you want to end up
in a stew of your own blood.

Why...

Does a thing like this exist?

I can only imagine
there was once someone

who talked too much. Hm.

A Voynich manuscript decoder.

A Thorough History
of Dragon Culture.

Slavic Spells and Sorcery.

Say that five times.

Huh.

Just a reminder, dear,

modern devices cannot
record or photograph

whilst on Library grounds.

And that includes all
Annexes and outer doors.

- Ta.
- Who are you?

Be sure to keep
your wrists locked.

You won’t be able to
fight so much as a kelpie

with a sprain. Hm.

Practice a bit more,

and then have your charges
meet me in the main room.

Ta very much.

Did she?

Yeah, but who...

I’ve seen her before.

Manners.

Deeply rude to
speak about someone

instead of to them.

You work at the gift shop.

You showed me down here
before the Annex reappeared.

What are you doing here now?

Besides planning to implement
the dewey decimal system?

No one knows about the Annex.

But you do, so who are you?

Mrs. Astolat!

Stop touching my things!

They’re in my way.

Or in the wrong
place altogether.

Certainly this should
be in the main library.

Or did you not turn in

the Golden Banshee of
Kearney for a reason?

I was getting to it.

You collected that three years
before your disappearance.

When precisely were
you getting to it?

Wait, you knew
Vikram in the past?

Before he got frozen
in a time bubble?

Now that is an interesting
way of saying it.

It avoids all responsibility.

Connor, Lysa, Charlie.

Please meet this
unholy creation,

Mrs. Astolat.

Caretaker of this Annex, and
general thorn in my side.

A thorn that was told by
The Library to wait here

in case you or the
Annex returned.

So I did.

Wait, you’ve been waiting
here for nearly 200 years?

Yes.

I’ve held almost every job
this castle has to offer.

But, but that’s impossible.

That would make you immortal.

Awesome.

And now that we are back,

you can return to selling
trinkets to the tourists.

Now that you’re back,

and improbably allowed to
function as a Librarian again

with civilians
under your charge,

I would be remiss
if I did not assist.

Starting...

with this.

That is so cool.

I thought we weren’t
supposed to use magic.

Is it magic?

Or is it science

that humanity does
not yet comprehend?

Thank you.

Understanding
historical phenomena

through the lens of
science is why I’m here.

Really?

I’m here because there’s
a magical library.

And I get to hang out with
a guy who’s 200 years old.

Ahem, when you reopened
the well, magic seeped out,

activating dormant artifacts

as well as, no doubt,
igniting new ones.

The magic permeated
greater Belgrade,

but it’s also got
into the rivers,

and has now gone
who knows where.

I’m sorry.

I didn’t know it was
going to do that.

What a wonderful justification

for every wrong thing.

Connor, be a dear, and get

the pendulum out of
that clock, would you?

Ta.

Is it somehow magnetized?
Reverse polarity...

Cool. We can put
it on the fridge.

You’re so deeply unserious.

Such theatrics.

It’s a tracker!

It traces residual effects
from the well on this map.

Or indeed any other map
that appears beneath it.

Wait, does this
mean a magical event

occurred at Republic Square?

There are dozens of
buildings on that square.

How on Earth are we gonna
find out what happened?

We don’t.

We let the world do it for us.

Dancer, classically trained,

but can’t stop herself.

What happened to her?

The comments say she was
taken to Francuska Hospital.

Right. To the
hospital I shall go.

I shall return in
quarter of an hour.

- Artifact in hand.
- Uh, hold on.

You’re not going anywhere
without protection.

A lone wolf does not need
the pack to protect him.

Very funny, sir.

But since it’s my job to
keep you alive, I’m coming.

Ah, me too.

You’re not going to get far
without someone who has GPS.

Yeah, and me, because...

Just because.

Fine. Mrs. Astolat,

would you like to join
this jolly brigade?

Oh, goodness, no.

I have trinkets to sell.

Then don’t let us
keep you, adieu!

We still have no
idea what happened.

She was so excited to dance.

In the flash mob?

That was a promotional stunt
for the National Ballet Company.

She had just gotten
her first solo.

It’s been her dream
since she was six.

Now look at her.

Has she always had
that in her hair?

I just don’t remember
seeing it on the video.

I pointed it out to the doctors.

But they just shrugged.

Who are you again?

- Interns.
- Friends.

Interns.

- Who are friends.
- Friends.

Your big cover
was we’re interns?

Technically, I am
a doctor. Come on.

How could we be her friends

if we were asking
where she works?

Will you two please
stop squabbling?

And where does she work?

Ah, the National Ballet Company.

She’s a principal dancer,
just got her first lead role.

She probably went
out to celebrate,

got slipped a
hallucinogen or something?

Nah, she wouldn’t have gone out.

Just gotten her first lead role?

She would have been
living at that theater.

Oh, the stage!

Treading the boards.

Has there ever been a greater
invention than the theater?

Provoking thought,
eliciting feeling.

I can’t believe we’re here.

I know. Our first proper case.

Oh, I’ve done countless
investigations like this.

I could do it in my sleep.

Principal dancer sounds
like a pretty sweet deal.

Hey, maybe she was targeted.

Maybe someone did this to her.

Well, if it was a random object,

it’d be like looking for
a needle in a haystack.

But there are only
so many people

that work in the ballet.

If I didn’t know any better,
I would call that a haystack.

more people than expected,

but we shall overcome.

I read that quote.

I find it appropriate
to the moment.

Yeah, we’ll parse the
nuance of that later.

You can’t be here.

- Ah, yes, Miss...
- Yelena.

Yelena Tarkoff?
The choreographer?

As you can see, we are trying
to mount a technical rehearsal

without a prima ballerina mere
few hours before premiere,

and have no time for tourists.

That’s precisely why we’re here.

We’re here to
investigate the tragedy.

But police has
already been here.

Not police investigators.

We’re insurance investigators.

Yeah, there’s a possibility

that your prima ballerina
was exposed to a toxin

that caused the incident.

And it raises concern
about, uh, workplace safety.

- The tempo. The tempo.
- No. No.

It has to be Allegro!

Allegro is too fast!

And here they go again.

Just don’t get in the way.

Especially not hers.

Well, in Allegro moderato,
it’s unrecognizable.

Dame Ana, you can’t be really
mounting a production today

with all the recent tragedy.

We have an understudy.

That’s Dame Ana Mirinoff,

Artistic Director,
legendary dancer.

No one had extension like her.

You know a lot about ballet?

I’ve trained in multiple
athletic disciplines.

Ballet’s great for
strength and stamina.

Mr. Arts Critic,

I have a statement
for your blog.

The performance will
go as scheduled.

The finale will be allegro.

It will go as I say.

Or I will do without you.

And that goes for everyone.

The intrigue of the theatre.

Should we divide and conquer?

I’ll take Dame Ana.

- Charlie, why don’t you...
- I’m sticking with you.

Connor and Lysa, you take
music and choreography.

- Choreography.
- Music.

Do you not trust me?

Or do you just want to meet
the estimable Dame Ana?

Maybe I do.

Sofia, keep your shoulders back.

This show is going
to be a fiasco.

And we should all be
at the hospital praying

for our friend.

Why hasn’t it been cancelled?

Dame Ana.

She’s been forced
into retirement,

and refuses to let go.

What can I do for you?

Well, actually, we
are here to help you.

To help me?

You mean to help me salvage
this cursed production?

And when you say
cursed, do you mean...

Oh, I mean cursed.

What I went through

just in order to get an
approval from the board.

To have a retirement
dance at all.

And now our prima
ballerina is in hospital.

Under very strange
circumstances.

We haven’t understudy...

The board of directors won’t
honor your decades of work?

Of course not.

They want new, new, new.

I want to show them

I’m still capable
to do something

they’ve never seen before.

She acts like she’s
reinventing the wheel.

Micro-managing.

You saw her.

"Allegro, not allegro moderat

She even noted her own score.

I was conducting in
Berlin before this.

Um, what ballet is it?

That’s why these notes
are so ludicrous.

Everyone knows this show.

We’ve done it a million times.

You are staging Giselle?

You saw it, I presume?

No, no, no. I wasn’t
able to see it

when it debuted
in Paris in 41...

In 41 cities.

A touring production that
kicked off in Paris...

Texas.

Yes.

My friend Anya saw it.

Said it was splendid.

Yes, it is.

I danced it several
times when I was young.

Am I silly to think that
this feels personal?

As if someone wants to stop
my dance from happening.

And has there been any threats?

No, no, no. But...

But it’s always been
an uphill battle.

To get to where you are.

You have such a strong
bearing, my girl.

Yes, I had to focus

to remain a prima ballerina.

It was so difficult to
make them accept my style.

My entire career
is in this book,

and it’s filled with
people doubting me.

I want my last page
to be one of triumph.

Will you help me?

Dame Ana thinks
she has the power.

Do you want to know
what is the real power

in this theater?

It is this baton.

It is the heartbeat of the show.

And therefore the heartbeat
of all those watching.

This is the real control.

So, be honest.

You want the artistic
director job?

I’m not likely to get it.

When I haven’t shown
my work in months.

But you’re the choreographer.

Hardly.

I did a little more than
take Dame Ana’s dictation.

That’s a lot of pharmaceuticals.

Dancers get hurt.

And if there is nothing else,

I have to go rehearse
the new understudy.

It’s the baton. It
has to be the baton.

Or it’s pharmaceutical.

There is medicinal fungi,
ergot, Ophiocordyceps.

They can be used to compel
people to do things.

He literally said

it’s the most powerful
thing in the theater.

Where is the new understudy?

- Natalia!
- I’m here.

Thank you so much for
this opportunity...

Just show us you know the steps.

Music!

How could it be the baton?

You just can’t explain the baton

the way you can poisoning
someone with fungi.

Generally speaking,

being able to explain
things is a good thing.

Lysa has a point.

Things have a reason.

Who has a reason
to hurt the prima?

- Yelena.
- Gustav.

What about her?

The understudy.

Where I’m from, the
understudy advances,

not by malice,

but by becoming
very good friends

with well-heeled gentlemen.

We’ll parse the
nuance of that later.

She’s good.

No, she’s more than good.

Look at that extension.

And she did just get
a chance to shine.

That’s not shine.

That’s smoke.

Help me! Help me! Help me!

Get them off! Get them off!

Help me! Help me! Help me!

Are you all right?

What happened? I couldn’t stop.

It’s not you that couldn’t stop.

You would think that
with all the fairy tales,

Cinderella, the red shoes,
the chick in the boot

with child labor violations,

that there would be more
about curses on footwear.

Maybe there’s
something in these.

There’s no wiring
for remote control.

Nothing out of the ordinary.
They’re just shoes.

Maybe you’re not
looking properly.

I know how to use a microscope.

And I know how to use this one.

Special lenses. Hmm?

Touched by the Waters of Malfi,

which allow us to see
things in a new light.

Ooh. Oh, yes.

Wait, whoa.

There’s a powdery
substance on the shoe.

Yeah. It’s rosin,

a sticky powder dancers
dip their toes in.

Helps with stability.

Yeah, but this has
got the same signature

as the stuff coming
out of the well. Look.

You mean magic?

Agree to disagree.

The rosin box.

Natalia dipped her shoes in
it before she went on stage.

I’ll go to the
theater and grab it.

You know a lot about ballet.

We don’t know a lot about you,

so everything we
do learn is new.

And interesting.

My job is to keep you
alive, not to share.

So, uh, what should we do?

We turn ourselves to the
task of research, hmm?

Someone put that rosin there.

So if we find where
the rosin comes from,

we find the culprit.

Well...

I recommend narrowing
your search.

Why must you sneak up on me?

It’s one of my few pleasures.

That and BMX biking.

Let’s transfer some rosin.

Dormant now, so
no need to worry.

And our dog,

for want of a better
metaphor, is on the scent.

- The old forest.
- I mean, it makes sense.

There’s lore that says trees

can have special
medicinal properties.

I can go get a sample.

Or I could just go
and take a photo of it

and tell you it’s
freaking magical...

We shall all go. Hmm?

I’d like a word first.

Connor, Lysa, you go on ahead.

Now.

Where is she?

I cannot find Natalia.

Mm, no, you must!
Before the show.

There is no way I’m letting

this farce of a
performance to happen.

No, no, please.

I should be out there with them.

You need to let them
succeed on their own.

How do you expect
them to succeed

when they aggravate each other?

Same way you and
I did, I expect.

Right.

Why did you bring
the Annex back?

Because I’m The Librarian.

I have work to do and I need...

You can’t go back.

What do you mean?

You have a reputation.

One that’s earned.
The Rogue Librarian.

So if anyone was going to try
and travel back through time...

And you can’t.

Well, not to argue your
point, but, actually, I could.

It’s possible.

I came through time to be here.

I can find a way to reverse it.

You did not travel through time.

Time happened while you
were standing still.

Your being here
is a fixed point.

It’s not a mistake
to be reversed.

And if you tried...

Well, you already
know the consequences.

There are things...

people, I left alone.

You did not leave her alone.

She had a good life. A full one.

And she had it without you.

That’s not fair, Elaine.

For you, it was
nearly 200 years ago.

But, for me, it was last week.

So do not tell me that
Anya is beyond my reach.

It’s not fair.

It was never going to be fair.

Natalia?

Are you all right?

Have you ever wanted
something so much,

and now it feels impossible?

When Dame Ana brought
me to understudy.

I thought, "This is my chance."

I can relate.

My job...

And I know it’s what I’m
supposed to be doing,

but what if I mess it up?

But what if I mess up?

What if my shoes
are possessed again,

and I can’t stop?

They won’t be. I promise.

You know ballet, right?

I used to love dancing
when I was younger.

But then I started training
for my job and let it go.

- I’m sorry.
- Don’t be.

I love my job.

I want to do it well.

And I want you to
have your chance.

What can you tell
me about Yelena?

Our choreographer?

I overheard her talking.

She said there’s no way

she’d let this "farce"
of a performance happen.

I don’t even know what
we’re looking for.

It’s called flying by
the seat of your pants.

Works well for me.

So what? You just go
along with anything.

You mean like magic?

Why does it make you so upset

that I can take
magic at face value?

Because it proves
that you’re not serious

about learning.

No.

It’s because, if magic is real,

your life’s work,
trying to control

and predict everything,
is impossible.

And you can’t accept that magic
might have a scientific cause.

Because, if it does, you
would have thrown away

your career for a podcast

about something
that is explainable.

Haven’t found what
we’re looking for yet?

God!

Perhaps this will help.

What, this has got the
Waters of Malfi in it too?

Mm, in a way.

I took the lens
from the microscope.

You okay?

Nothing solving a
magical case can’t cure.

Mm, however, you are not
going to need that telescope.

That’s it? You sure?

Lysa can confirm it,

but I can smell it.

This tree is ancient.

This is not just
an ancient tree.

This is a Dance Tree.

A what now?

Of course. Dance trees.

Long ago, people would
dance under their branches

to pay homage with
their energy, vitality.

Mass movement hysteria.

Like a rave?

Hold on. Look at these scars.

Someone has tapped
this tree dry, but...

Oh, Lysa, you idiot.

Rosin is a solid
form of tree resin.

This tree’s resin
smells like magic.

Yeah.

So, someone’s been
spiking the rosin.

Someone who has
done this for years.

But what is the reason for
the resin in the rosin?

I’m not ready for the reason
the resin is in the rosin.

The resin in the rosin
must have a reason.

Stop.

Why would you use a Dance
Tree to stop a dance?

The Dance Tree gives vitality.

Of course.

It was the first thing
we saw. The dancer.

In the hospital. The
grey in her hair.

She wasn’t just
injured. She had aged.

It sapped her
vitality, her life.

So the purpose isn’t
to stop the ballet.

To suck away its vitality.

And they’re using the
resin on the shoes

to control the dancers.

The raving that you mentioned.

Draining them of their life.

There is only one
who would do that.

Could do.

Is a witch.

A witch?

What kind of witch?

Oh, I can’t believe
I just said witch.

Me neither.

But which witch is which?

- Oh, would you stop it?
- Come on.

No, Lysa is correct. This
is no laughing matter.

You have never faced
a witch. But I have.

And you won, right?

Oh, witches use old magic.

Magic that lives on

because it is powerful
and dangerous.

And they have been
perfecting their craft

for decades, centuries even.

Oh, we have stumbled
in on a witch’s plot

and dancing to their tune.

So they know exactly
what they’re doing,

and we don’t even
know who they are.

Great.

We will find out.

Vikram, these
dancers are at risk

of having their
life drained away.

- You have to let us help them.
- No.

It’s safer if I
do this on my own.

Together we can...

On your own, you know
incredible things,

things that I can’t
even contemplate.

But, together,
you are fractious.

And a witch will use that
weakness against you.

Well, what are we
supposed to do?

This is a Library! Hm?

Research.

Discover the witch
that I’m up against.

Well, there is no time to lose.

That dance cannot happen.

We are gonna find
and stop a witch.

And all before today’s
performance at noon.

Hmm.

Well, you heard him.

We need to find which witch will
switch the resin with the rosin.

I will straight-up murder you.

Has anyone seen Yelena?

A witch?

You mean a real witch?

Dame Ana, if you want
to stop this horror

and save your dancers,

I need your help.

I must cancel the
entire performance.

Yes.

But first you must tell
me who among the staff

of the theatre has been
there for over a decade.

This witch has been
gathering magical resin

and she has been planning this
for a very, very long time.

Yelena was here
quite a long time.

Gustav, some others.

I have records.
Give me a moment.

Well, at least this is happening
in the middle of the day.

Why?

In general, witches
are not as powerful.

Yelena?

Yelena, I have some
questions for you.

- Only dancers allowed here.
- What? You...

Put me down!

Put me down!

Ugh, what I wouldn’t give
for a search function.

The discovery is in the search.

Who knows what you might glean
while perusing the pages.

What I would like to glean is

who this witch is
and how to stop them.

- Yeah, all before noon.
- Mm.

Mm.

Noon.

Noon!

Uh, Slavic Spells and Sorcery.

Slavic Spells and
Sorcery. Come on.

I knew I had it. Ah!

When I tried to
take a photo earlier

and the Annex got mad at me,

I read...

this.

Lady Midday, aka the Noon Witch.

She used to prey on people
who worked through midday.

Farmers who wouldn’t
break for lunch, etcetera.

She appreciates work ethic.

She would force them to dance,

and drain some of
their life force

as she did so.

Every 70 years during
the summer solstice,

she would go to a village

and dance for the
solstice celebration.

The adulation combined with
the actual day and time

when she was most powerful

would restore her youth.

Con, today is the solstice.

Which means the witch isn’t
just gonna steal the vitality

from the dancers
at today’s show.

She’s gonna be the one dancing.

Have you spoken to
your understudy?

Natalia?

Yes. Poor thing.

She will be heartbroken

when she hears that we
cancelled everything.

And where did you find her?

I’m not so sure. Why do you ask?

Because she looks
exactly like you.

It took you long enough.

I thought Librarians
were smarter.

You knew that I was a Librarian?

Yes, we heard about
The Rogue Librarian

popping up in Belgrade.

But it’s very
interesting to meet you

so far out from your time.

Well, if you’ve heard of me,

you’ve been playing
this game a while.

I don’t usually
let myself get this old,

but I’ve been saving
for the solstice.

The solstice? Of course.

You are Lady Midday.

The Prima gave you enough
power so you could take on

a younger form, intermittently.

No way, don’t tell me.

And to sustain it,

you need more adulation.

That’s what feeds
you, the audience.

Exactly.

The dance culminates at midday.

When you are most powerful.

Now, that is very clever.

Too bad that we’ve
confiscated your resin.

Can’t ensorcel
anybody without it.

Not your dancers,
or the audience.

I’ve been dowsing
this place for ages.

There is dust in every surface.

Just to get some
little vitality.

You know, most people won’t
mind losing a year or two.

- That is not for you to decide.
- No?

- Who’s gonna stop me?
- Not who

but what.

I have the Rings of Absolution.

The Talisman of Petrovich
and the Banshee of Kearny.

No witch’s spell could
ever get through these.

And what about a taser? Hm?

Welcome to the 21st
century, Librarian.

You’re not gonna get to the
theater on time for the show

unless you take the magic door.

- Charlie’s not answering.
- Neither is Vik.

Not a surprise he still
thinks the phone I got him

is a mini obelisk of evil.

You need to get to
the theater now!

- Hurry!
- Ready?

Oh, no.

It’s worse than I feared.

Magic bumping up
against other magic

can create a sort of blowback.

The dance must be
just about to start.

With it, the Noon Witch’s spell.

And since we’re all linked
back into the area...

It’s gone into overload,

and we can’t go
through the door?

It’s worse than that.

When she dances,

she won’t just take some
of the audience’s vitality.

She’ll be able to
gather all of it.

So that means everyone
in the theater will die

if we don’t stop her.

Connor! That’s a bike!

Connor, that’s a
bike. A bike for one!

Where am I gonna sit?

Hmm. That’s my cue.

This is so dangerous.

- Fun but so, so dangerous.
- Just hang on.

Okay.

Let me go!

Hey!

Hey. Hey, the witch
is the Noon Witch.

She’s gonna drain everyone at
the theater when she dances

on the solstice at noon.

Aka today. Now.

But you’re skipping the bit

where, since Vic
spilled the well,

the whole theater
is supercharged.

So she’s not just gonna
take a little life force,

she’s gonna kill them all.

Yeah, just like Yelena.

She was drained
down to a corpse.

What?

Wait, did you say the
dancer is the witch?

It must mean she’s Natalia!

Uh, she’d be on stage right now!

We have to get inside!

No sign of Vic.

So what do we do now?

Okay, well, she needs the
show to go off without a hitch

because she needs adulation

from the audience for
her spell to work.

So if we stop her dancing,
we stop the spell?

Yeah.

Reckon we can put our
differences aside,

and manage that?

- Say we give it a shot.
- Okay.

Uh...

Now!

Not that one!

Now! Now!

Natalia!

If you don’t stop dancing,

you’re not just gonna
hurt these people

- You’re gonna kill them!
- I am?

Oh, well.

Okay. Not that one!

That one!

- Ah.
- Hey!

Oh.

Bravo!

Nice try, but you’re too late.

Bravo!

So much power.

I’m not only going
to be young forever,

I’m going to live forever.

Vikram?

You see,

in your quest for
power, I’m afraid,

you forgot the
most powerful thing

in the entire theater.

This.

It starts the
dance and stops it.

You’re too late. My
spell is complete.

Mm, well, it can
also speed things up,

and slow them down.

Changing the tempo

from allegro to allegro
moderato was just enough.

That means your finale,

and applause are 53
seconds behind schedule.

You missed the window.

The applause was too late.

The ritual’s ruined.

No!

No!

No! No! No! No! No!

Bravo! Bravo.

No, no, Connor. Connor, Connor!

Right, so, what’s a taser?

Got word from the hospital.

The prima ballerina
woke up just after noon.

She’s expected to
make a full recovery.

But, uh, unfortunately,
Yelena couldn’t be revived.

Dame Ana needed to
drain her completely

to perform the ritual.

And everyone in that theater
would have shared the same fate

had we not intervened.

The other dancers were
questioned by police.

But they couldn’t
remember anything.

Is that an effect of magic?

That’s an effect of humanity.

Our brains cannot
reconcile the unbelievable.

It’s easier to forget sometimes.

See, if we did it that
way, it would have fallen first.

And hit Charlie.

- Ergo, we went backdrop first.
- No.

What are you two
arguing about now?

We should have been better.

At the theater, we were
trying to stop the dance,

but everything we
did was ineffective.

What are you talking about?
You were remarkably effective.

The witch would have spotted

that I had slowed
the tempo immediately

had you not distracted
her with all your tricks.

You both did brilliantly.

Together.

Maybe we don’t need to agree
on everything to make it work.

You’re still not gonna
call it magic, are you?

No.

Yeah.

Look at you. Leading a team.

You’re less and less a
Rogue Librarian every day.

Bite your tongue.

What on Earth are you wearing?

I had a lot of time to develop
a wide range of interests.

Anyway, I’m off.

Where are you
going, Mrs. Astolat?

Well, remember I said

I’d held almost every job
this castle had to offer?

Turns out I’ve accrued
a lot of vacation time.

Don’t worry, I should be
popping back every now and then.

To keep my eye on you.

TTFN.

So, uh, I couldn’t
help but notice

you’re a really good dancer.

I used
to dance when I was younger,

but I gave it up.

Too frivolous for a Guardian.

But I admit, it
came in handy today.

Maybe this mission requires
more than just combat training.

Maybe we need you.

Not just any old Guardian.

Because of all of who you are.

So, uh,

did you ever wear
those ridiculous tutus,

and is there video?

Your life is in my hands.

All I have to do
is not save you.

Don’t worry.

We’ll parse the nuance
of that later on, hm?

Mmm.

It is such a joy to be back
in the "Librarian" universe.

Now we get to tell
a whole other story.

Action!

This is the library.

"The Librarians"
is about a group of people

who travel the world
looking for dangerous,

magical artifacts, keeping them

out of the hands of
nefarious people.

- Why stop me?
- Respectfully, you are completely evil.

What I like about
this show is it is familiar

and brand-new at the same time.

You have watched too
many "Scooby Doo" s.

It’s just an action-packed
adventure series...

"Indiana Jones"...
but with magic.

The Next Chapter"
starts with Vikram Chamberlain.

Pull me free!

Welcome to the future,
Vikram Chamberlain.

Begone, beast!

The librarian was brilliant
for his time, but he’s lacking

about 200 years of knowledge.

Think fast.

- I always think fast.
- Means catch.

He reluctantly allows us
to join his journey through

getting all the artifacts
back into the library.

Look at you, leading a team.

You’re less and less a
rogue librarian every day.

Bite your tongue.

The world that
Dean created originally

is so fantastic.

Watching it grow, and going
into new and exciting and fun

directions, it’s just been
a treat of a lifetime.

It’s not like any other show.

There’s a quest
to save the world.

This show can be
silly, and serious,

and heartfelt and funny
all at the same time.

- Vikram, do something!
- Thinking, thinking!

Well, think faster!

"Librarians" is a wild ride.

Hold on to something!