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These do not appear to be serious scholars.

Smart people don't have to wear robes anymore.

Some of the sharpest kids in the city come here to study.

Mm, I was only 15 when I took my first course at Oxford.

I knew we'd get to you somehow.

I just think your campaign to bring me up-to-date

in modern science is a little bit silly.

I was considered quite the dimber-damber

in astronomy circles.

As Galileo said, "I have loved the stars too fondly

to be fearful of the night."

Yeah, well, we've learned a lot since your time.

You may have shiny new facts at your disposal,

but you will never know the thrill of living in an era

of pure scientific inquiry.

The days of Morey and Dalton

when gifted amateurs lit the way.

But science isn't about nostalgia.

It's about looking forward.

There have been huge discoveries in the last 170 years.

This is why this is a good opportunity for you.

Rosalind Kirch is a genius.

Look over there.

That is where she developed her hypothesis

on interstellar dust and active galactic nuclei.

Just sitting under a tree,

watching the oil droplets in her tea.

- And? - And then boom!

Scientific inspiration.

It's a famous story.

And riveting, I'm sure.

She was at Stanford when I was doing my first master's.

Her work on quasars was a real inspiration to me.

Quasars?

Yeah, super cluster of stars discovered in the 1950s.

Dr. Kirch found a way to use them

to predict celestial events, like black holes.

It's all about predicting with you, isn't it?

These are your seats, seven and eight, row three.

Thank you.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

You did that, um, charmingly.

All I did was show you your seats.

I think she fancies me.

Do you want to know another discovery in the last 170 years?

- Mm. - Mm. Creepy staring? Not sexy.

This must be recent.

Thank you all for being here

to celebrate the restoration of the Kutusov telescope.

Now, the committee that raised the funds for all of this

was led by today's speaker.

So please welcome back to our campus

one of the world's preeminent astrophysicists,

Dr. Rosalind Kirch.

Thank you, Dr. Stanaris.

And thank you for the tour of the new observatory.

What a privilege to be back on campus

as a visiting professor.

This is where I first developed my hypothesis on X-ray emission

as a predictor of an accreting black hole system.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was sitting out on Observatory Hill and I...

Am I still...

Where was I?

You were talking about the day that you formed

your galactic nuclei hypothesis.

Oh.

You'll have to forgive me.

I don't think I'll be able to.

Dr. Kirch is extremely jet-lagged.

Give us a moment, please.

She has one of the sharpest minds I've ever known.

To see her have a neurocognitive episode is just upsetting.

Yeah. We went through the same thing

when my grandfather started off

with him forgetting to shut the refrigerator.

Before you knew it, he didn't even recognize us.

You gotta appreciate being young.

Aging is no picnic.

This was not a product of age.

I believe that she was under a spell.

He's The Librarian, therefore he thinks everything must be magic.

You know the saying, when all you have is a hammer,

every problem looks like a nail.

She froze, then shuddered, a telltale sign of memory theft.

There are powerful artifacts that could cause this.

Talon of Hydroloth.

That is one, but that is already in The Library.

I recovered that one myself.

Ooh.

Perhaps a Tally Stick.

We don't have to ascribe everything to the supernatural

or being possessed by demons.

Dementia is a normal and sad part of aging.

Mm.

Or a sand targe could have pronounced an incantation

over that poor woman.

Is anyone gonna help me out here?

It's been so sluggish lately.

So according to Elaine's instructions,

I gave it a tarnish bath

and re-aligned its mercury cup and ball weight.

Now, why is it doing that?

The College of Science observatory.

As I suspected.

Thanks a lot.

So, magic in the neighborhood, huh?

Let's not jump to conclusions.

This could be something else unrelated to Dr. Kirch.

Kind of a coincidence, though, don't you think?

What I saw wasn't supernatural.

It was human and sad.

Some aberration has occurred to this woman.

Now, I've trained myself to be observant,

to remember details.

Well, I don't need to remember.

I got it right here.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was sitting on Observatory Hill and I was...

Wait a minute.

Did you see that?

Uh, use my AI enhanced 3D program.

Very cool.

Hmm.

Don't.

Mmm.

Well, we need to talk to the victim

and investigate what is happening at the observator.

That's it.

The solution to the Bolkonsky Millennial Prize problem.

I believe it is.

It came to me in a flash last night.

Uh, Lysa Pascal.

I was in your graduate seminar at Stanford.

Ah, yes, of course.

You did a thesis on applying predictive models

based on galactic motion.

Yeah, uh, that was me.

Uh, we came to see your lecture yesterday,

uh, but we were just a bit concerned when you had...

- Had my little brain cramp? - Yeah.

Dr. Stanaris said I was trying to tell a story

of how I developed my quasar hypothesis while drinking tea.

Apparently, everybody knows that anecdote but me.

I can't remember a thing about it.

But now this.

The solution to a problem proposed 25 years ago.

A solution that we all believed

would still be decades in the future.

And yet.

That poor woman.

Some sort of infernal malediction

has robbed her of that important memory from her past.

She can't be that badly affected.

She was able to solve the Bolkonsky Problem.

Not badly affected?

One of her most cherished memories gone.

Not to be rude or anything,

but maybe you're overvaluing memory a little.

I mean, imagine all that brain space could be used for,

I don't know, achieving something.

Do you know what your problem is?

Hm? The problem with this whole modern world

is you don't give a tinker's damn what's going on in here.

Or in here.

No, you've given it away to your little machines.

No need to think, to know, to remember anything.

No, you're hollowed out.

A list of achievements, and even that's in here.

And soon, very soon, these little contraptions

will be feeling for you.

Now, I for one will not trade a single memory of mine

for gold nor glory.

I sat down and I couldn't remember anything.

I couldn't even remember going to class.

What's your name again?

My lady.

We met last night.

- Did we? - Yes.

Yes. You showed me to my seat.

We had a moment.

I'm sorry, but I honestly don't remember you.

Forget me?

Impossible!

This can only be some sort of foul necromancy.

This spell, this curse is spreading.

We have no time to lose.

We tracked down the students we saw and got statements.

Hmm.

A few more confusion cases popped up

in the campus health clinic.

We also spoke to the usher.

The ones who can remember

have one thing in common with Dr. Kirch.

They all have been to the observatory lately?

Bull's-eye.

We've identified the locus

of this vile pestilential phenomenon.

Now, we must root

out the noisome, feculent, fetid, vile...

You already said vile.

Yucky perpetrators.

Hmm. Ow!

He is on one.

And, just remember, our purpose

is the identification and retrieval

of any potential artifacts.

Not beating up bad guys.

It may not be our purpose,

but it's the figgy pudding of it.

And my job is to keep you out of that kind of thing.

I'm with Charlie.

Let's get the lay of the land before we get confrontational.

And by "confrontational," you mean?

Violent.

I was not made for these times.

Hey, Vik. Just a sec.

Um...

I just wanted to apologize for earlier if I upset you.

I was not upset.

I was insensitive.

Look, I can't imagine what it must be like

to be in your shoes.

I mean, you're here,

and memories are all that's left of your world, so...

I really am sorry.

My world still exists.

In here.

So, there's no need to apologize, Anya.

"Lysa."

That's what I said.

Um, the astronomy department office

is chockablock with rare curios.

Any one could be our artifact.

You and Connor, reconnoiter what's in there.

See if any of the magical artifacts

we're looking for are there.

And Charlie and I will try to root out

the potential abusers.

Non-confrontationally. Of course.

Ah!

May I help you?

Uh, we're just admiring the collection.

Do you work here?

I'm Dr. Stanaris' teaching assistant,

as well as the astronomy department archivist.

- Archivist? - Yeah.

So, you're responsible for finding

and bringing in these pieces?

Who did you say you were again?

- Dr. Stanaris. - Yes?

It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

I was at the presentation last evening.

Ah. You're an astronomy buff?

Or a professional in the field?

Well, let's just say I'm an accomplished amateur.

Have you heard of the Imperial Astronomical Society?

Yeah, from the early 19th century.

Didn't they disband back in the early Victorian era?

Yes.

Well, we've re-launched it.

Oh.

Well, so you're a gentleman stargazer of the old school.

Well, you appear to be of the old school yourself.

This star cartography is from the 1500s.

You have a fine eye.

It's for my pet project

about Shakespeare's understanding of the cosmos.

Ah. "It is not in the stars to hold our destiny."

- "But in ourselves." - Hmm.

But also a poet.

Well, poets and astronomers, we seek the same thing.

A larger view of the universe.

Well said.

I must say, I find your Shakespeare project fascinating.

Well, it grew out of my belief that the Big Bang

not only created matter and antimatter,

but is also the source behind great art.

Hmm. Big Bang.

You have a way with a phrase, Professor.

- Please, tell me more. - Well...

It's really amazing, don't you think?

In my astrolabe and theodolite online community,

we call them the smartphones of antiquity.

Hmm.

Uh, looking after all of these important objects

must be a real responsibility.

Is this where you, uh, keep the paperwork?

Well, yeah.

No, I already told you. I'm a friend of Dr. Kirch's.

I'm just interested in the collection.

Well, it just seems like you were looking for something.

No.

But I am wondering why you're sweating so much.

Sweating? Me? No.

Hey, I just remembered.

We have to go meet Uncle Vik.

- What? - Now.

Oh, yeah.

Sorry. We gotta go. Bye.

See you soon, maybe.

Yeah, you run. Run.

These are the Culpepper Papers.

- The originals!? - The Culpepper Papers?

Nicholas Culpepper was a 17th century artifact collector.

As soon as I saw what they were,

I thought they might tell us something.

Of course. The crystal of Dr. John Dee.

Culpepper was once its owner.

- What, slow down. - Yeah.

Who is Dr. John Dee?

He was the court magician to Queen Elizabeth I.

A genius. A true Renaissance man.

During the actual Renaissance.

And Dee used the crystal to communicate to the angels

and divine the future.

A major magical artifact.

I think it's in a London museum.

So, wait. What does this have to do with our case?

Ah, the legend is that Dee saw something

that made him lose his mind.

He no longer knew who he was.

Didn't recognize his family. Couldn't function.

He lost his memory.

Ah.

Whoa.

What?

It's not just the Culpepper Papers.

These are the writings of John Dee himself, dated 1588.

Culpepper says that they are always to accompany the crystal.

It's basically an instruction manual.

Right. So, they're fragile.

We need to go and take them somewhere,

and read them carefully.

There's just one problem.

It's written in Enochian.

You're losing me again.

It's a language Dee invented. He got it from the angels.

Yeah, and it's not just basic Enochian.

It's high Enochian.

There are maybe three people on Earth

who know how to translate it.

No.

There are four.

The crystal is rendered harmless

at which hour it is contained in the necklace.

But once loose, it hath the power to grant

a single willed glimpse here.

Cost behest a single moment of the past.

21st century version, please.

Mm-hmm. Uh, the crystal is rendered harmless

when it is contained in its necklace setting.

But once it is taken out, it hath...

Has the power to grant a single desired glimpse into the future.

The cost being a single memory.

And then it refers to amplifying or expanding

the power of the crystal.

Um, "Crystal is behest amplified to the pointeth"

where the past is cleared hence

"and the knowledge of the future is limitless."

The past is cleared.

Does it say how the crystal can be amplified?

Hm. It can emit spectral particulates.

But the rest of the instructions appear to be missing.

I just checked with my old contacts

in the illegal procurement world.

And the word is that the Dee crystal was stolen,

along with those papers from the London Science Museum

a few weeks back.

They've been keeping it under wraps

because of all the superstition.

Hmm.

Let us roll.

Right, no more namby-pamby.

The papers are here. The crystal has got to be here.

I'm going to confront these gentlemen

and force them to acknowledge the core.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, we don't know that they're both in on it.

You said your man was acting suspicious.

Oh, yeah, he was sweating.

And Dr. Stanaris was as odd as a duck mole.

At the very least, they know something

and we are going to wring it out of them.

We can't force them to do anything.

All right, we're not the police.

But I'm The Librarian.

And they are abusing a very powerful magical artifact.

And we have tried

your ever-so-fashionable non-confrontation belly-wash.

For now, we'll do things my way.

These fellows will be discouraged

from any further traffic of magical artifacts,

not to mention robbery.

When you say put the screws to them,

you don't really mean screws, do you?

- I want information. - Violence is the last resort.

Oh, we have tried the first resort.

What, first resort? Last resort? Second resort?

We know it's them.

We know they have the crystal somewhere.

We still don't know what they're getting out of this.

That is a nice car for a teaching assistant.

This vehicle, expensive?

- Very. - Mmm.

You two, find Dr. Stanaris and bring him to the office.

These gentlemen are about to receive a proper buffeting.

Yeah, yeah.

- It's my new car. - Nice car.

It's really nice.

Have we been peering into the future, hm?

Maybe wagering a whist? Or a Hazard deck?

Perhaps the trotters?

Are you with the police?

No.

But you do have something that we're going to need back.

Mm.

We are going to recover that crystal.

What crystal?

I don't know anything about any crystal!

Well, if you don't have the crystal,

then why are you running away?

I don't know!

Then I demand you make this stop!

I can't remember how to drive!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Tell me how to make it stop!

Oh, okay.

Well, pull back with your hands and push down with your feet

like a horse.

- Ah! - Whoa!

He's not in here either.

Must have gone home for the day.

Call Conner.

So it's the man who hates cell phones.

Hello, Connor. Yes, it's Vikram.

Yes, I need advice.

How do you stop a motorized carriage?

We have an issue.

No, nothing that looks like a key!

Do something!

What is going on?

Brilliant work, Charlie.

What were you thinking? Doing something stupid like that?

Uh, I don't know.

He seemed to forget how to pilot the carriage.

He must be under the spell.

The spell?

What about you?

Are you okay?

Charlie?

Who are you people?

How do you know about The Library?

Because I'm The Librarian.

Well, a Librarian.

Do you remember how you got the money?

I've just had a clairvoyant moment.

I saw a roulette wheel with two numbers.

So I went to the casino and put all my money on those numbers.

I'm not a Guardian.

I didn't make the cut.

Initially, but then Jacob Stone contacted you.

It was like I could see the future.

It felt like cheating.

I was afraid someone was going to come after me.

So that is why you were acting so suspiciously.

It seemed like you knew my secret.

How's it going?

She has a complete blank from right before Stone called

up until about an hour ago.

Hasn't met us. Isn't sure how she got here.

That's two months. He only forgot how to drive.

Well, she was obviously exposed after him,

so it's getting stronger. What else did we learn?

Filip says that Stanaris traveled to London

on the weekend of the 18th.

That's the weekend the crystal was stolen.

Can't be a coincidence.

So, Stanaris is the malefactor.

But where is the crystal?

He thinks he knows where it might be.

The vault is in the building.

Downstairs.

Let's go.

We're going to need you.

So you know about The Library.

You could be an enemy.

You could be using magic to try and co-opt me.

You know, Eve Baird may have thought that I wasn't ready,

and maybe I'm not,

but I am still loyal to The Library.

Take him inside. See about this vault.

The fact that The Library even considered you

as a possible Guardian

means you must have better instincts than that.

I am not an enemy of The Library.

A powerful spell has taken a portion of your memory,

and that portion includes us.

I cannot give you back your actual memories,

but what I can do...

I can tell you what you need to know,

so you can be part of our team again.

Uh, I'm not allowed in here without Dr. Stanaris.

It can only be opened with...

His retinal scan.

This is one I've never cracked before.

How do you know so much about breaking and entering?

Well, there isn't an app on the Internet

for discovering magical secrets.

Hm. Move.

Which brings me up to the moment

that you saved me from a runaway vehicle.

That all happened? To me?

You don't think that you are Guardian material

because you do not remember what you have done

over the past five weeks.

But I do.

I'm The Librarian.

And you are my Guardian.

Even if on a trial basis.

Got it, sir.

Hey, guys. Come on.

Here's another one.

From London.

Ah!

Seems to be from the court of Elizabeth.

Do you think it held the necklace and crystal?

Hmm?

Guys, Look at this.

The picture is changing to someone else.

Does this mean what I think it means?

What did the translation say again

about the crystal being amplified?

Ah! Um, the crystal is behest amplified

to the pointeth where the past is cleared hence

and the knowledge of the future is limitless.

The past is cleared hence. Not memories.

The actual past.

So Dr. Kirsch didn't just lose the memory

of coming up with her hypothesis.

It never happened. Someone else did it.

Are you saying actual events have been wiped out?

History's been changed?

Why would he want to do this?

Oh, he doesn't. He wants the other part.

The limitless knowledge of the future.

Oh, he doesn't care about consequences.

He is what we call a remorseless monomaniac.

Sociopath.

How is he amplifying the crystal?

The question is, if his goal is to selfishly gain knowledge,

then why would he involve other people?

Because he needs something from them

in order to achieve his goal.

And memories.

Magical causality.

It must get its power to look into the future

by consuming people's memories.

Correction, by consuming the past.

And the more people that look through it,

the more powerful it becomes.

When did Charlie look through the glass?

Ah, when Stanaris and I were verbally jousting,

she looked through the telescope.

I also looked through the telescope.

So did Dr. Kirch.

Of course. Where else would you put a piece of glass

people would look through?

It's just another lens.

Thank you for saving me the trouble of explaining all that.

No!

You let us out of here, you bounder!

Sorry to keep you here like this,

but I have 20 undergraduates

arriving for a stargazing session.

And once they've all looked at the Andromeda Galaxy,

the crystals should be fully amplified.

Stanaris, you have unleashed forces beyond your control!

Do you know what it's like for a man of my intellect

to cast my pearls before swiny undergraduates?

While people like Rosalind Kirch get famous on stories

of cups of tea and picnics?

Now this is the story.

The greatest discovery of the history of science.

And my name will go down with Copernicus,

Galileo, and Sagan.

Sagan?

Think about the consequences of erasing history!

As a "remorseless monomaniac,"

let me just tell you,

I don't care.

Mm.

It's not going to work.

The door and frames are case hardened steel.

But if the crystal is already overcharged,

then imagine what would happen

once he sucked the memory of 20 more people.

Zombie apocalypse?

It's actually worse than that.

When you change the past, it takes time for those changes

to catch up with you.

The past changed when Dr. Kirsch lost her memories,

but it took time for the causality changes

to catch up with our timeline.

Which is why the book and the painting are only changing now.

- Exactly. - I don't understand.

Imagine time like a lake, and we exist on its shore.

And the erased memory is like a pebble,

dropped in the center.

It takes time for the ripples to reach us.

So when Charlie's timeline

catches up with us, she doesn't just forget.

But she never actually met us.

And if we never met her...

Then no one saved you from the Drekavac.

Which would mean that,

on our current timeline, we would all be...

Dead.

Thank you for coming.

Next week we get to view the Triffid Nebula.

Thank you, Dr. Stanaris.

That was incredible.

Yes, but it can be overwhelming,

so my advice is to go straight home.

Wait!

Panic is the enemy. Hmm?

French isn't helping.

Who installed this vault?

- A security company. - What kind of company?

They specialize in banks, museums?

Um, museums, I think. Yeah.

Museum and art gallery systems

usually have a fire override sensor

to allow firefighters to enter a burning vault

without having the passcodes.

I don't know anything about that. Sorry.

It wouldn't be out in plain sight like a smoke alarm.

Over here.

Ah!

We could use this lens

and find a strong enough light source

that perhaps the focus beam

could generate enough heat and then...

Hmm.

Nice.

You're not coming.

We could just use my lighter.

Oh, here.

Tiny portable tinderbox.

Hm.

There it is.

Can I help you?

Why are we here?

You seem confused.

What just happened?

The Dee papers mentioned

the crystal emitting spectral particulates.

It must be overflowing with them.

I remember running up the stairs and that's it.

- But you know who I am? - Yeah.

Then we pulled you out just in time.

But when you were in it,

you were rendered completely impotent.

But why doesn't it affect Stanaris?

I do not know.

But we have to get that crystal away from him.

There is only one choice.

I must go in there and get it.

What? Just like that?

What makes you think you won't be rendered completely impotent?

Me?

I don't think you know what it's like, Vikram.

I feel like I have a ten-second hole in my brain.

And who knows what it'll be like if you stay in there.

Are you, of all people, willing to risk your memories?

My mental discipline is unlike any other.

Not that you're ordinary, and not to gloat or bluster,

but I believe I am our best chance.

I don't like it. And I'm responsible for you.

No.

I am responsible.

I'm The Librarian.

And my memories mean no more than any of yours.

You three, go under the platform.

See if you can lower the floor.

Anything to get him away from that telescope.

Okay.

Stanaris!

How are you able to...

I have trained my brain

to silo thoughts away from my active mind.

I can lock away what I need

and only give away useless memories

to this pestiferous hex.

Get the crystal.

What's the most important thing in the world to you?

Anya.

Stay...

Stay with me.

Did you forget something?

The main controls are up there.

Okay, well this looks like a pretty standard servo motor.

Yeah, it shouldn't be too hard to hotwire.

We should lower the floor to avert Stanaris

from looking through the telescope.

Guys?

What's happening to me?

She's disintegrating out of our timeline.

We got no time for this now.

I could tell that you were different.

You seem to have an esoteric knowledge

almost from another time.

I heard you talking in the vault about translating high Enochian.

Well, only a handful of people know high Enochian.

Fortunately, I'm one of them.

So I didn't leave any of the important papers

lying around in the office for you to read.

They explain how to amplify the crystal

and how the necklace could give its wearer immunity

from the unfortunate side effects.

You just gotta stay here, okay?

Oh, my God.

Okay, just stay present.

- Okay, Charlie, stay present, - okay.

You've gotta fight this. Fight!

What am I doing up here?

Ah!

'Vtt?

You've gotta stay. You've gotta promise me, okay?

Just, just stay here. We need you.

We need you here, please!

So what was it?

A woman?

It's very interesting.

You're in tremendous pain,

but you can't seem to remember why.

That is nothing compared to what I'm about to experience.

For millennia, man has looked to the heavens

to see the distant past.

And I will be the first man to peer into the heavens

and to see the future.

I will know how the story of the universe ends.

And I will publish.

The colors.

Even more beautiful than ever.

Ah!

Help!

What are you doing?

I don't know! I can't remember! Ah!

Get away from there, you maniac! You're ruining everything!

Somebody help me!

Catch!

Now I remember.

What have you done?

I'm not sure.

Where am I?

What is this?

I know it sounds crazy.

I don't think I was asleep, but I must have been dreaming

because, all of a sudden,

it seemed as if I were disappearing.

And then it all came back to me,

the moment on Observatory Hill when I developed my hypothesis.

It's hard to explain.

And I feel as if you and your friends

had something to do with it.

I'm so grateful.

That was one of my most important memories.

I never knew how much I valued my past until it was gone.

I see that you erased the equation.

You didn't think to write it down somewhere?

I had to get rid of it.

I don't know where it came from.

And there was something about it I just didn't trust.

Probably for the best.

Some mysteries need to be revealed in time

when we can appreciate the implications.

And scientific advancement should come through application

of scientific method. And this answer came to me...

Like magic.

Well, I'm glad to hear that she's all right.

Oh, we were able to check up on the students

who'd been affected.

It was mind-blowing, but they're no worse for wear.

Most of them have forgotten their future visions.

Though, four of them have formed a jam band.

Charlie, how are you feeling?

Uh, all squared away, sir.

You never told us your vision of the future.

Or was that also forgotten when the effects were reversed?

Uh, yes.

Wiped out. Completely.

Still impressed with how you were able

to stave off the effects from the memory bubble.

I couldn't have done it.

My mental discipline is highly attuned

and perfectly calibrated.

That, and I had no memories to lose for 178 years,

save a few weeks.

I thought that might give me some advantage.

And you saw Con struggling and you needed to help him?

Perhaps.

Well, whatever it was,

you were willing to risk what matters most to save us, so...

As Descartes said, "I think, therefore I am."

But maybe...

"I remember,

therefore I am."

Maybe that's the truth of it.

Anyway,

I feel safer knowing that this is all locked away

and out of the hands of a pseudo-academic,

polymathic megalomaniac.

Hmm.

Speaking of which,

what do you think will happen to Dr. Stanaris?

Hm.

The reverse-amplified view of the universe

provides us with a final answer.

Copernicus and Galileo, they tell us nothing.

Stephen Hawking? Hm.

Only I, Frederic Stanaris, have viewed the future.

And I'd still be viewing it now if it wasn't

for the interference of a crypto-cult organization

called The Library

and its fanatical, destructive operative

who calls himself The Librarian!