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Real.

Real.

Real.

Not real.

[Connor] Hey, whatchu doing?

Ah, Charlie is testing me
on my comprehension

of the major cultural,
political and scientific figures

of the last couple hundred years

in a game I love to call...

'Real or Not Real.'

In the 'Real' pile we have--

Harry Houdini, Marie Curie.

And the 'Not Real' pile?

Sherlock Holmes, Olaf. Nice.

So Charlie, how did I perform?

Top marks as always, sir.
And for the final card?

Ah, yes.

I always struggle
with this particular card.

I'll give you a hint.
If it's a bear and it talks,

it's usually...

Not real.

Yes, of course,
my old friend Paddington.

But of course, no true member

of the species
Tremarctos ornatus--

that spectacled bear
in a common tongue...

What are you doing?

[Connor] Nothing.
Nothing at all.

Just putting some stuff in here.

But my study.

Was your study.

[stuttering] But my study,
my retreat, my inner sanctum.

And I'm co-opting it
into an IT space.

Vik, learn to share.

Can you believe that?

Yeah.

They're actually cooperating.

Which reminds me, sir.

The other day when we defeated
the Ballet Witch,

Connor and Lysa went out
to celebrate

without inviting us.

Ah. So you're feeling...

What's the expression?

Like you haven't been invited

to the popular table
of the cold kids.

[Charlie chuckles]
It's cool kids.

And no, I don't care about that.

It's just studies show
that spending downtime

with your team increases
efficiency in the field,

which decreases the chance
of them making a mistake

that could endanger you.

So you're upset that Lysa
and Connor didn't invite you out

for drinks
because you're worried about me.

Yeah.

Or could it be
that you simply want

Lysa and Connor to like you?

Well...

They already like me.

Respect you, then.

There's nothing wrong
with seeking the respect

of your peers.

Not that I've ever needed
to do so.

Okay.

So this is the last of it,

except for a couple more boxes.

A couple more boxes.

I'm sorry, there are rules
about this sort of thing.

Ah. Rules schmuls.

Schmuls?

What sort of argument is
schmuls?

Lysa needs space
for her lab stuff,

her tech stuff, her stuff-stuff.

And don't you have stuff-stuff?

Ah. No.

It's all in here.

Charlie, uh...

I need a magic door
to Caucasylvia.

Why Caucasylvia?

Where is Caucasylvia?

Caucasylvia is a landlocked

republic in
Central Eastern Europe.

I'm giving Vik a history lesson.

There's this cool story
about a missing king.

Wait.

Just the two of you?

Just the two of us.

Fine.

But I'm coming with you.

That would make...

three.

I know what you two are like.

He's a maverick
and you're a rules schmules-er.

If I don't keep an eye on you,

you'll wind up doing something
reckless and un-librarian like.

Me? No.

Never.

Well, let them go on their own.

It sounds like it's going
to be incredibly boring.

Let's go have brunch instead.

Lysa, I...

I can't just abandon
my responsibilities

to go have brunch with you
in some lovely cool restaurant

hanging out like...

friends and...

Don't break history.

Don't get killed.

Can we get croissants?

[theme music]

That magic door...

really is a marvel.

[Connor] What do you know about
the Cold War, Vik?

Oh, Connor.

I have experienced many
cold wars.

Oh.

Once, I was embedded
with a platoon of Hussars

in Siberia during wintertime.

Now, there was an icicle,
very pointy, very stiff

rammed straight up into my--

[chuckles] No, no, no.
Not that sort of cold.

It means a war of espionage
and soft power.

- Ah.
- Spies, not soldiers.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

Here she is.

The royal train of King Kavod.

The setting for the unsolved
mystery of the missing monarch.

Come on.

Caucasylvia was an anomaly
in the Cold War.

All across Europe, there were
rebellions and revolutions,

but Caucasylvia remained
an absolute monarchy

with a tyrant king,
King Kavod III.

Until he mysteriously
disappeared on this train,

on this day, at this hour,
48 years ago precisely.

Happy anniversary, Your Majesty.

No one knows what happened
to him.

Although there was
a rumor about an evil fairy.

But isn't there always?

Hmm.

Although you are not happy,

I would not class you as evil.

Intriguing.

So many lovely plates of lovely
things.

This looks lovely.

Isn't...

Isn't everything lovely?

Yeah.
Can we just get this, please?

Ah two.

Um, yeah.

It's just so great to hang out.
Just... Just the two of us.

Me too.

Just us girls. Ugh.

Exactly. Just us girls.

Talking about girly things.

And speaking of girly things...

I can't help but notice
that Vikram's painting

of Anya looks just
a little like me.

And now, I'm not a natural
believer in occult weirdness,

but I am wise enough to...

trust my eyes.

And according to my eyes,

I have seen
unknown science work--

Magic.

I have seen unknown science work
at least twice now.

And I gotta ask you,

Charlie, am I a conjured ghost
from the past?

Am I Anya? Is Anya me?

Are we divided time spirits?
Clones? Changelings?

Am I trapped in a cursed mirror
and this is just a dream?

No.

Anya is your great ancestor
from back in Vikram's time.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, that's fine.

Wait. Wait.

Why does Vikram keep staring
at the painting?

Like, staring, staring?

Because he loves her.

What?

Vikram is in love with my...

great-great-however
- many-greats-grandmother?

I thought you knew.

No. Ew, no.

Wait, did you only invite me
to brunch to pump me for intel?

[phones buzzing, chiming]

It's from Mrs. A.

"Please pop by the annex
when you have a moment,

i.e. now."

Oh, oh, ah, sorry.

Here we go.

King Kavod was totally paranoid.

He knew how hated he was.

So he put in all these wacko
security protocols,

food tasters, secret passages,
bullet-proof bed sheets.

Oh.

- Oh?
- Oh.

I think I have deduced what
our screaming friend here is.

This is no mere trinket carved
by mortal hands.

This is a time sprite,

magically calcified by
some great power. But how?

And what was that power?

[clock ticking]

The clock's turning
anti-clockwise.

[bell tolls]

[mysterious music]

[indistinct chatter]

- [Connor] Ghosts?
- Ghosts.

[Charlie] Mrs. A?

Mrs. Asalot?

She left a Post-It.

"Check the pendulum."

[phone buzzing]
Ah, ah, ah.

[Vikram] Greetings, Charlie.

Sir, the pendulum's got a lock
on a magical event.

Get this.

It's moving.

The pendulum's following
a moving artifact.

Do you have any idea
what it could be?

Well, my guess would be...

a train.

[train whistle]

[suspenseful music]

If my deduction is clear.

this is the exact hour of
the exact day of the anniversary

of King Kavod's disappearance.

And it's why time
is bleeding around us now,

trapping us on board
the king's royal train.

This didn't happen last year.

This is the first year

since magic was released back
into the world.

Okay, what's
the blue stuff around the train?

A spirit field,
a membrane between realities.

And this field is quite solid.

Extremely solid.

Now, we have to stop this train
before it does any real damage.

[tree uprooting]

I am not counting trees today
as any real damage.

I'm just not.

I think that was a barn.

The train line used
to go this way in the '70s.

The ghost train must be
following the ghost route.

[woman coughing]

Oh.

That's nasty.

She's so clammy.
What is that, like fairy magic?

No, this is a haunting.

Well, almost.

These are memory ghosts,
not ghost ghosts.

One can tell by the patina
of smoke they emit.

What's the difference?

Ah, ghost ghosts must be
deceased.

A memory ghost may be living
or dead.

But it's the memory of them

that becomes trapped
in the spirit field.

They can neither see,
hear, nor hurt us.

Now, I propose I investigate
the engine room

and see if I can stop
this locomotive

while you survey the back
of the train.

- Agreed?
- Sure.

[clears throat] So, we're safe?

Oh, yes.

Apart from hurtling at
breakneck speed

in an out-of-control
ghost train,

we are perfectly safe.

[foreboding music]

Oh, God.

Bell. Bell.

I don't have a bell, man.
I'm sorry.

[bell tolls]

[unsettling music]

[clock ticking]

Oh.

Same clock as before.

[clock ticking faster]

[bell tolls]

[gunshot fired]

[Vikram laughing]

It's a time loop.

Several minutes of memory stored

within the very fabric
of this train.

Memory ghosts from 48 years ago
reliving a pivotal moment

of their lives
over and over again.

Time is running haywire
in these carriages.

But the train's engine

is running on some sort
of displaced time energy,

and there's no way
of stopping it.

Wait, wait. Hold on.

The man in uniform was dying
in the car back there,

and now he's getting shot
in here.

The loops are not playing
in order.

Perhaps if we can make sense
of them, hmm?

[bell tolls]

They're talking now,

but in ten minutes,
she's gonna shoot him.

Hmm. Interesting.

Vic?

This is King Kavod!

The dying man back there,

he had a stomach wound.
He must be Kavod, too.

This woman shot King Kavod.

Well, will shoot him,
did shoot him.

And if we can find out why,

then perhaps we can unravel
the mystery of the missing king

and stop this train. But...

who is she?

Well, we can at least deduce

that she did not like
the Tyrant King!

[dramatic music]

But then
of course I could be wrong.

[Connor] They're lovers,
not mortal enemies?

The clock says 4:22.

We are moving further back
through events!

King Kavod really liked
that clock.

It's identical
in every carriage.

Oh, come.

The solution to the puzzle
of this story

lies at its beginning! Sorry.

[unsettling music]

4:19. We're getting earlier.

The man is a bag of nerves.
See his gnawing upon his nails.

He knows his reign is about
to end.

Hmm.

[Woman] Your Majesty.

It's an honor
to finally meet you in person.

I must say I'm touched

that a member of the famed
British intelligence service

would dirty her hands
with an off-the-post job

for the Tyrant King like me.

Well, everyone has their price.

They're meeting
for the first time?

How did she go from this
to kissing him to shooting him?

[Woman] Can't a girl get a
please?

It was not an easy item
to secure, Your Majesty.

You may wish to confirm
its authenticity.

I do.

[tense music]

[ominous music]

Is that a--

Not a fairy. Not quite.

This is a time sprite.

If the artifact is genuine,

the sprite will be overcome
by the energy it emits,

like a canary in a mine.

Isn't that right,
my little canary?

The king was interfering
with time.

That explains the time loops.

[whooshing]

[glass clinking]

[King Kavod laughing]

[King Kavod] This is real.

And it's mine.

Our fairy is that fairy.

That's so sad.

Can we turn it back?

The nectar of Niobe will
revitalize a time sprite.

Unfortunately, I do not make
a habit of carrying

such a remedy on my person.

[King Kavod] I know my people
hate me.

I know my enemies are closing in

and my time upon the throne
is drawing to an end.

But with this artifact,

under my control,
I can rewrite everything.

Now, my reign will never end.

Vik, we need to find out
what's inside that case.

[woman screaming]

Did someone just fall off
the roof?

Follow me.

[suspenseful music]

Vik, look!

Another clock!

Who puts a clock on the roof?

[bell tolls]

Did you see that?

Upon the chimes, the spirit
field phased out momentarily.

Couplings, couplings,
couplings...

[woman screams]

Who is she?

Such an enigma,

We must discover
which time artifact

our mysteriously lady traded
with King Kavod.

Our next step, therefore,
is to uncover who she is.

How do we do that?

By turning the strange quirks
of time

upon this train
to our advantage.

To use a sporting analogy,
Connor.

[Vikram panting]

We're going to an action replay.

!

In the carriage beneath us,

I saw the king's henchman

checking our mystery agent's
identity papers.

If we rewatch the scene
from a different perspective,

we may glean
her identity for ourselves.

Follow.

Don't fall.

[mysterious music]

Papers.

Can't a girl get a please?

Quick, what is written thereon?

Ava Ryba.

[Charlie] I can't believe I lost
my librarian.

And on my third mission.

He's not lost.

He's just on a chronologically

challenged time-looping
memory train,

and we're not.

I'll be back
on the waiting list.

What waiting list?

I was invited by the library
to try to be a guardian.

Me and...

three other candidates.

But when I met the librarians
and saw the library, I...

I knew this was my destiny.

You know, this is
where I'm meant to be.

But when the trials were over,

the other three got invited
to stay,

and I didn't make the cut.

I don't know what I did wrong.

That's awful.

But then Stone called me and
asked me to look after Vikram.

And I have a second chance
to prove myself.

The second chance, Lysa,

is my last chance,
and I'm messing it up.

[phone buzzing,
ringing]

- Sir?
- [Vikram] We have a lead.

A British spy calling herself
Ava Ryba.

I need you to find out
if she's still alive,

and if so, what artifacts
she brought on board

this haunted train.

Copy, sir. I won't let you down.

Ava Ryba has to be a fake name.

If we could find a list
of spies--

I'm sure I saw a whole section
over here.

Ah, British Cold War
Intelligence. Got it.

Yes.

Okay. Agent code names.

Aha.

The pseudonym of undercover
agent Bella Goodridge.

Status, living.

Okay. Uh...

Is there an address?

Uh, no, but think.
She would be in her, what,

seventies now?

Which means she'd be entitled to
a military pension.

Ah, British military pension
recipients.

Here.

Those payments...

Aha. Bella Goodridge.

Pension paid to Riverside Drive
Residential Care Home,

Sussex, England.

I'll fire up the door.

[Lysa chuckles]

[Vikram] At some point,
the king must have taken

the artifact out of its case.

[Vikram] If we could just locate
that part of the story.

Vik, look.

Remember you said Kavod was
gnawing his nails before,

but look at them now.
They haven't been bitten.

But this loop comes after the
loop where he was biting them,

and they can't have regrown
that fast, so...

Oh.

That's it.

The paranoid king.

The wacko security protocols.

This is his double.

There were rumors
that Kavod used a double

to perform his public duties.

So the British spy's in love
with King Kavod's double.

"Everyone has a price,"
she said.

What if that price was
his freedom?

Don't you just love love?

Oh, that's good.

[knocking on door]
[Charlie] Mrs. Goodridge?

We're from the... the library.

Bella?

[Lysa] Mrs. Goodridge?

Sorry. Are you sleeping?

[Charlie grunts]

Wait! Ah! Ah!

Now, really?

What idiot sends
in children to do a woman's job?

- Bella Goodridge?
- Bella Goodridge?

for the artifact I need?

I'll even give you
a couple moments alone

to sample the goods.

Enjoy.

Oh, Nikolai.

I've missed you so much.

What price is my freedom, Bella?

You wouldn't believe me
if I told you.

Don't you just love love?

I hate to break
the lovebirds up,

but if the lady would follow me.

This must be the moment.

My apologies for offering such
an ungracious welcome.

When I realized I had a member
of the military outside my door,

I had rather feared
my past was catching up with me.

How'd you know I was military?

The way you walk.

If you want to work undercover,
my dear,

you best learn to lose
that military quick-step.

But the last thing I expected

was for you to ask me
about King Kavod's damn train.

Which agency are you with,
by the way?

The library.

You won't have heard of it.

Well, there are
so many code names these days.

What are you?

SIS?

CIA?

More Dewey Decimal.

Well, you won't believe this,

but the train?

It's come back to life.

Oh.

I'll believe it,

knowing what I left on board it.

What did you leave on board,
Bella?

The scythe of time.

The scythe of time.

- The scythe of time.
- The scythe of time.

Oh.

The scythe of time is
the actual scythe

Old Father Time hands over every
New Year's Eve

to the New Year's baby.

The personification of
the old year becoming the new.

Over the course of that year,
Baby New Year grows

to geriatric old age,
becoming Father Time himself,

before passing on the scythe
to the new New Year baby,

and so on and so on.

Like this?

[Connor] Yeah, whoever has
the scythe can use it to talk

to their past selves.

Just like Father Time talks
to Baby New Year.

The scythe is the link.

So if you were a hated king

whose rule was on the verge
of collapsing, you could...

send a message to all
of your younger yous,

stop them from making
the same mistakes.

Change the past.

Own the future.

You'd be unstoppable.

What did Kavod do
with the scythe?

Well, as far as I know,
he never used it.

It's still on the train.

I think I've changed my mind

about releasing Nikolai
from my service.

Finding another double,

one with such a perfect
likeness,

it's once in
a lifetime coincidence.

I've given you the scythe.

Yes.

You've given it to me,
whether I let Nikolai go or not.

Except you don't have it.
Not yet.

That's not the real scythe.

It killed the time sprite.

The scythe of time
is right here.

On the train, yes.
But not in your hands.

I knew you'd betray me,
so I stowed aboard last night

and hid the scythe somewhere
in these carriages.

I will tell you where
the real scythe is the moment

we are both safely off
this train.

[King Kavod] Why do you waste
your feelings

on a mere body double?

A prop.

Because he's a good man.

That's all.

Bring Nikolai in.

Your Majesty.

Nikolai, I will have you perform
one final service for your king.

[Bella] No!

[Vikram] It will take a few
minutes

for Nikolai to bleed out.

Your only hope

of saving your good man now is
to use scythes to send message

back in time warning yourself
about this fatal turn of events.

Reveal the scythe now
or your love will die.

This is what I saw at the start.

She's gonna shoot Kavod now.

[grunts]

[Bella] Lock the door.

- [Nikolai] It hurts.
- I know.

I'm sorry. Just rest.

Now listen, Bella.

Please don't let
Kavod have the scythe

with all that power
in his hands.

He'll never stop.

Well, I need it to save you.

Promise me.

But you'll die, Nikolai.

Promise me.

I promise.

I promise.

They're breaking through.
You'll have to leave.

[Bella] No.
No, I won't let you die alone.

I'm gonna uncouple their car
from the train.

Leave them behind.

Then we'll have all the time
in the world,

just you and me.
Right by your side.

I'll be back. I promise.

[dramatic music]

Couplings, couplings, couplings.

But she never came back.

[Bella screaming]

[Vikram] So she cannot keep
her promise.

Bella. Bella.

The pain of lost love.

Stretching across decades.

There is no force more powerful.

Vik, have you lost someone?

I'm 200 years out of time,
Connor.

I've lost everyone.

[clears throat]

[Vikram] Bella Goodridge,
can you hear me?

- I can.
- [Vikram] Oh, Bella.

You know where upon this train
the scythe of time is hidden.

And not just that.

Upon this train lies
your lost love.

Dying alone.

Help us honour
the promise you made to him.

[phone disconnects ringing]

[Bella crying]

Just leave me alone.

Please.

Losing Nikolai once was hard
enough.

Bella, life isn't full
of second chances.

Believe me, I know.

So when one just falls
into your lap,

you grab it with both hands.

Because if you don't take
that second chance

when it's offered, trust me
you don't get given a third.

Bella, help the man you love.

What speed is the train going?

About 90 miles an hour.

Then...

We're going to need
a very fast car.

[dramatic music]

[train whistle]

You want us to steal a fast car,

and this is the car?

It's the closest car to
the train that's near a door.

Yeah, but this car? What, this?

[Connor] Hey,
you're stealing a car,

and you call me
a rules-shmules-er!

Yeah, it's the only way
to reach you on time.

And I'm not stealing it.
I'm borrowing it.

And I'll be returning
it in one piece...

- ish.

Ah!

Don't make such a mess.

I'll do it.

How do you know how to break
into a car?

How do you not?

Mind opening that door?

What are you doing?

Thinking ahead.

What happened to returning
the car in one piece?

Ish.

I said ish.

[tires screeching]

[Vikram] Connor?

In position!

Now, the chime of the clock
briefly resets the spirit field.

In this momentary gap, we must
relocate Bella onto the train.

By, by relocate,
do you mean, like...

Jump and I will catch you.

I'm 77!

Connor, how long till
the next reset?

Two minutes till the chimes!

I'll be there.

Okay, distance divided by
the speed of train,

distance divided by the speed
of car.

Okay, Charlie, you have
to keep distance steady,

57 miles per hour or
we won't make the train on time.

That's great, Lysa,
but I need kilometers.

Right. Okay, uh,
57 miles per kilometer--

Lysa, convert faster!

Okay, uh,
it is 91.723 kilometers and...

- Lysa?
- Uh, calling even 92.

Uh, any faster,
we'll get there too soon.

Any slower, we won't make it
at all.

Okay, that is our window,
Charlie. Ready?

[action music]

I see you.

Connor, time check.

One minute ten! Charlie! Hurry!

Oh, I'm trying!

You gotta keep us at a steady
92 kilometers per hour, okay?

When the spirit field resets,
you will only have seconds

to deliver Bella
before the field reforms.

Wait, what happens
when the field reforms?

Well, you'll be dragged along
by it

and smashed to smithereens.

Gotta stop asking questions.

Guys, any second now, Ghost
Bella's gonna fall off the roof.

And when she does, reset!
You have to be here!

I can't.

I can't do it.

[Vikram] Charlie, you can.

I believe in you.

Remember, Charlie,
grab those second chances.

Hold on.

[car accelerates]

[dramatic music]

[bell tolls]

[Bella screams]

[dramatic music]

[Lysa and Charlie cheering]

Okay, now get us out of
the field before it reforms.

You did it!

Oh my God, Charlie!

[Lysa laughing]

Did it work?

It worked.

[Vikram gasps]

Sorry. Force of habit.

I never leave home without it.

Come on.

Do you mind?

We've been in
the spirit field too long.

Our realities are merging.

I can really feel the bumps now.

The train is sinking
with our current time zone.

We have to stop it now
or we shall all be pulverized.

[Vikram] Bella, we are out
of time. Where is the scythe?

On my oath, you can trust us.

We won't abuse its magic.

[people screaming]

All right.

I'll show you.

Everyone forgets one thing
about the scythe of time.

If Baby New Year grows
into Father Time

over the course of a year,

then the scythe has to grow
with him too.

So, when it's handed over,

it's baby scythe.

The hour hand,
hidden in plain sight.

That is extremely ingenious.

And that is why the clocks were
divided across this story.

Yes, bravo.

And now...

it's mine.

Vik, he can see us.

No, you don't.
This time I won't miss.

Give me the scythe.

Shoot me.

[Vikram] It's no use.

As long as he has the scythe,

then his past self can tell him
all about our future moves.

Oh, he's a clever one. Isn't he?

Oh, don't you remember me taking
this off you just then?

I do.

Uh, wait a second.

Uh...

that was me reminding myself

to bring soldiers on board
my train with me.

Sorry, dear.

But you've reached
the end of the line.

[suspenseful music]

Connor, the bridge is down.

I repeat, the bridge is down.

You've got minutes to be
off that train.

Your Majesty.

You cannot comprehend
the danger we are all in.

This is not the year you think
it is.

Time is bleeding.

Eras are conjoining
and we are all vulnerable.

You may be vulnerable.

I am invincible.

Then let me warn you.

There is a cost
to using the scythe.

You must never, ever, ever.

[Vikram screaming]

I knew you were going
to do that.

Literally.

The nectar of the of Niobe.

I'll make sure this never
happened.

Oh, it is not working.

[Vikram] No.

You can't use time energy
against a time sprite,

Your Majesty.

Not when she's been fully
recharged and is...

Oh.

Absolutely furious.

Aah.

[baby laughing]

[men shouting]

[Time Sprite growling]

[dramatic music]

[Vikram] His very life...

...reversed out of existence.

Ooh, nasty.

He did get taken by a fairy.

[loud crash]

Bella, there is only one way now

to end this story
and stop this train.

Go to him.

Make this right.

Connor, what is happening?

It's Bella.
She's going to say goodbye.

I hope this works.

- Bell...
- [Bella] I'm right here.

Just as I promised you.

I've come such a long way
to be with you, my darling.

You wouldn't believe it.

[indistinct whispering]

[sad music]

It's done.

He's at peace.

[Connor] Vik?

It's working.

[hopeful music]

Lysa, Charlie?

We're stopping.

[Connor] We made it.

Just.

If I may ask,

what did you say

to Nikolai?

I told him that when he died,

part of me died with him.

That without him,
my life felt pointless and grey.

And he told me to stop spending
so much time alone in my room.

Thank you for giving me
a second chance.

It was my pleasure.

But it's personal for you,
I think.

Is there someone here you dream

of having
that second chance with?

There was a woman

I knew once.

Who was every bit
as extraordinary as you are.

Thank you for showing me
that women like her still exist.

And thank you for showing me

that there is still such
a thing...

...as a good man.

And second chances.

So can you send more than just
a thought back through time?

Could you send, like, a person?

Don't go getting any ideas.

What, you never wanted
to foxtrot with Fred Astaire?

I'm afraid Mr. Astaire will have
to trot his foxes alone.

The scythe only opens a link

to the mind of
your own past self.

And even that is burnt away.

One question, though.

How did you conveniently
have nectar of Niobe

on you just when we needed it?

Ah, well, you recall,
I made a grab for the scythe.

I could not take possession
of it.

I knew all I had
to do was touch it so I could

send a message back
to myself telling me to bring

to Caucasylvia one dose of
the nectar of Niobe.

- [Vik chuckles]
- Vik!

Uh...

Are you okay?

I am always excellent.

But on the train...

What you said to Bella about
knowing a woman like her...

That was Anya, right?

I just want to say,

it's easy to forget sometimes
how hard it is for you.

Being a man out of time
every day must be exhausting.

So, you know, if you ever need
a friend or...

Then I have a friend in you.

I know that, Connor.

And thank you.

Right. I think it is time
for a celebratory drink.

Don't you? You in, Vik?

Alas, I have labors to perform.

So much paperwork.

The insurance forms alone,

the train, the trees,
the streets, the...

car door that somehow fell off.

So what? You're not coming?

Me?

Of course you. Team drinks.

Really?

I mean, yeah.

I'd love to. For the team.

For team building.

[clears throat]
I love team drinks.

That'd be great.

Okay.

[mysterious music]

[music intensifies]

[outro music]