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Huh. Found it.

Peter Stump's magical belt.

You know, I think this belt
could look pretty magical on me.

Yeah, I wouldn't put
that on if I were you,

unless you want
to become a werewolf.

- Nope.
- Thank you.

Okay, that makes eight

of the missing artifacts
we've found so far.

How could Vikram
be so irresponsible?

Well, they don't call him
the Rogue Librarian for nothing.

True, but some of these missing

artifacts are the ones
we brought here:

The Scythe of Time,
the Crystal of John D.

- Hmm.
- Hmm.

Uh, you know, you could help us.

Mrs. Astolat said we had

to get this inventory done today.

Well, you see, I'm the guardian.
I don't guard inventory.

I guard the people
who do the inventory.

- Guys.
- Huh.

Scythe of Time.

We put that in a steel
lockbox in the Writing Bureau.

I know.
I just checked it.

It's not there.
It's missing.

You guys better find those
items before Mrs. A gets peeved.

How will we tell the difference?

Ah! Be nice.

I'm sure Mrs. Astolat
has a soft side.

Somewhere beneath
that gruff exterior is a--

Dark, mean, horrid interior.

What are you wearing
around your neck?

Beautiful, is it not?

It is not.

I'll have you know,

the merchant who
sold it assured me it was

for my vibe,
because it is so extra.

No, it's great. Really.
Can you turn it off?

Does it use batteries?

[Elaine] Vikram Chamberlain,
come upstairs at once.

Oh, someone's in trouble.

She's probably wondering where
to get such an exquisite scarf.

[Elaine] Without delay...

You better go.

Considering everything
that's been happening recently?

Don't blame Mrs. A
for clamping down

on properly storing the artifacts.

Why do you think
Vikram is so remiss

about bringing artifacts
over to the main library?

Well, he is known for
breaking rules and using magic.

What was that?

Do you think she killed him?

[Vikram] That is
completely unacceptable!

You've withheld
this from me for months!

You knew the
moment that I arrived,

and yet you waited
until today to tell me!

Why, Mrs. Astolat?
Why are you doing this to me?

Oh, duplicity, thy
name is Elaine Astolat.

Uh, this isn't good.

[Charlie] Hey, is
everything all right?

Vikram?
Hey, I'll come with you.

No.
This time I travel on my own.

What did you say to him?

I told him I know he
has the missing artifacts.

And I also know he's using
them to create a time machine.

What? To go where?

To her, I'm afraid.
He's going back to 1847.

But he can't do that.

Yeah, Mr. Stone
said if he goes back

in time and changes anything,

anything at all, that
this timeline ceases to exist.

As well as all of us.

He is well aware
of the consequences.

Yet he's chosen to forsake us all

to go back to his beloved Anya.

We have to stop him.

[Vikram] The Scythe of Time.

Crystal of John Dee.

Just a bit further.

How do you know?

You know the smartphone
that Connor convinced Vikram

to carry around with him?

I put Track My Friends on it.

Some friend; he's been
lying to us the whole time.

I can't believe he would
betray the Library like this.

The Library? What about us?

I thought we were
all becoming a...

- What?
- Nothing.

He's over there.

Vikram, stop!
You can't do this!

I can and I must!

- You don't understand.
- No, you don't understand!

My duty requires it!

What about your
duty to the Library?

- To us!
- I have a larger obligation.

Let go of the machine!
We can talk about this back--

- There is nothing to discuss!
- You selfish egomaniac!

You don't care what
happens to any of us!

Unhand the machine!
I command it.

Did you care about us at all?

You could destroy everything!

My decision is final!

I don't think
1847 looked like this.

Hi, how you doing?

Volkhv!

Volkhv?

Ah, now I believe that is

an ancient Slavic
term, "sorcerers."

Okay, so they're not so
fond of sorcerers around here.

Where the hell are we?

Apparently, as we
fought over the machine,

the target date slipped.

I missed my target
by a thousand years.

Great.

Why don't you reset
it so that we can go home?

Well, as you can tell from
the smoke rising from within,

I won't be able to do anything
with it until it cools down.

Great. So we're
stuck in the Dark Ages

of medieval Europe?

I'm sure nothing bad
can happen to us here.

It just keeps getting better.

You should have let me be.

Well, now, thanks
to your pig-headedness,

we're in a medieval
jail, stranded through time.

God knows what kind of disease
and vermin are in these cells.

Trust me, this wasn't my plan.

That sounds like some
derivation of Albanian.

Well, there are several early
Balkan languages

that predate Serbo-Croatian.

He's just told me that we are
very lucky that we didn't end up

in the torture chamber,

which is inside
the Stone Fortress.

Apparently this place is
like a Roman spa in comparison.

So, not all bad news.

- Great.
- He really said all that?

Yeah.

Sire, I come with news.

It better be good news
for you to interrupt my meal.

I believe it is, sire.
It has to do with magic.

You have my attention.

I was scouting ahead
at the local village,

doing as you asked,

looking for any signs
of otherworldly activity.

- And?
- Something astonishing happened.

The ground began to shake,
and a furious sound erupted.

Suddenly, four strangers
appeared out of nowhere,

arriving magically
in a cloud of blue smoke.

Blue smoke, you say?

Yes, sire.
Oh, and they spoke English.

My twenty-year search
may finally be over.

Hmm, now, these bars are
not sunk deep into the ground.

Perhaps if we could...

No. No, you're
not going to do this.

You're not going to start
acting like it's business as usual,

not after what you've done.

And you look ridiculous.

I'm trying to get us out of here.

[Connor] You got us in here.

It will do us no good if we...

He's considering taking
us to the torture chamber.

He thinks we're sorcerers.

No, no, uh, he can't do this.
There's been a mistake.

We aren't supposed to be here.

If you just let us
go, we'll be on our way.

Are you from Britannia?

- Hmm.
- Elinore!

Elinore? Very good.

Nice undercover work.

Sorry about the situation,

but thank you for
coming to get us.

Who are you?
And why have you come here?

Oh, play along.

Oh, okay.

Uh, we are not
witches or sorcerers.

We're just humble,
passer-throughers.

You are lying.

Mrs. Astolat!
What are you doing?

Finally. Now get us out of here.

No one within a thousand miles
of here knows me by that name.

You must truly be
spellcasters and conjurers.

Have you come here to enact
some ill-treatment upon me?

Well, I am Vikram
from the Library,

of which you are a custodian.

This here is Connor,
Charlie, Lysa.

You know all of us, so
pull yourself together, woman!

Ah. I understand it now.

He has sent you.

You are in the service
of Lancelot Dulaque.

You have journeyed here to
wreak his vengeance upon me.

What? No.

We've come here from the
future, and so have you.

Oh, wait a minute.

You're not from
the future, are you?

Certainly not.

She's not the
Mrs. Astolat we know.

Not yet, anyway.

You're not Elaine Astolat.

You're Elaine of
Astolat, from Camelot.

Hold your tongues.
No one here knows my secret.

What, that you're immortal?

Immortal? Me?

No. That's the last thing
I would ever be.

The very idea chills my soul.

That is why I have
done what I have done,

to prevent that scoundrel
achieving immortality.

And by scoundrel, you mean
Sir Lancelot of the Round Table?

You speak as if you
were not here on his behalf.

No. We are here on
behalf of the Library.

Well, sort of.

What Library?
I do not believe you.

He has sent you
here to retrieve it.

- Retrieve what?
- The shield, of course.

The Shield of Lancelot.
That explains it.

I've read about it
in a book I liberated

from the Royal Privy
Collection in the Tower of London.

The Tower? In London?

It's going to be
built in about 200 years.

But anyway, the shield is supposed

to offer invincibility in battle.

But if you use its power,
the wearer becomes immortal.

Which is why your master wants it,

and why he can never have it.

A powerful, immortal Lancelot
would be a danger to this world.

He may not still care about
the vows we made at Camelot,

but I do.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

We have reason to believe
magic is afoot in this village.

We come for my shield,
the Shield of Lancelot.

Turn it over to
me, and we will leave.

Wait. I know nothing
of such a shield.

Oh, I believe this township has
most remarkable torture chamber

with the very latest
in punishment implements.

Take him there.
Find out what he knows.

The rest of you,
search the village!

He's here.

If he finds the shield,

he will use it with
all its corruptive power.

And that, my dear
Elaine of Astolat,

is exactly why the Library exists.

Our sole mission is to obtain
dangerous and corruptive magic,

just like that shield,

from getting in the
hands of malefactors.

You need to release us.
We can help you.

What you've told me is
staggeringly preposterous.

From the future?
How can I possibly believe you?

You confided in me once,
when we swapped war stories.

You told me about
this battle scar you have,

a crescent-shaped one,

high up on the
back of your left leg,

just underneath your--

- Arse!
- Yeah.

Impossible. I just met you.

You told me about
this in the future.

Why would I tell you
something so personal?

Perhaps for this very moment.
So that you trust us.

Oh, that makes my brain hurt.

That's why time
travel is so awful.

If I release you,

do I have your solemn vow

that you will take
the shield to the future?

To your Library?

You have our solemn promise.

Our time machine is just outside
the square, by the town gates.

Right. You, come with me.

We will retrieve the shield

and meet the rest
of you in the square.

Vikram! Vikram! Vikram!

The time machine.

And our only way home.

If I've heard him correctly,

they are taking
the time machine down

to the torture chamber.

[Connor] There are
still two guards outside.

Four guards escorting
the machine and I'm willing

to bet more of
Lancelot's men inside.

Just stating the obvious,

but if we don't get
the time machine back,

we're going to be stranded here.

[Vikram] We need to
get past these guards.

Navigate our way
inside undetected,

get the machine and withdraw,
all without being caught.

And how are we going to do that?

- Hmm.
- "Hmm," I've got a plan?

Or, "Hmm," I need
to figure out a plan?

Ah, maybe we should
come up with a plan,

because if we leave it to Vikram,

we'll end up in the Ice Age.

Ha.

Hmm, nice room you got here.

Being an advisor

to the Chieftain does
have certain advantages.

You know, you never told
me you're a part of Camelot.

Will tell me.

It's not a part of my life I'm
particularly proud to remember.

You know, most people
use the term Camelot

to describe a magical time.

It was. For a while.

Until the use of
magic and the pursuit

of power corrupted
everything, changed everything.

Could you?

You know, I'm not a
scholar on the subject, but...

Wasn't Elaine of Astolat,
I mean, you...

Weren't you Lancelot's lover?

It was more than that.
I was a knight.

Just like Galahad
or Bedivere or Lancelot.

But that seems to
have been forgotten

conveniently over time.

Oh, Camelot was a
promise unfulfilled.

It meant more to me than
I can begin to tell you.

But that dream soured.
Now all I'm left with is regret.

I know what you mean.
The Library's my dream.

And it stands for
everything noble and good.

I don't know how long
I'll be able

to serve the Library, but...
I'll cherish every moment.

- It's magnificent.
- It's dangerous.

So much so,
I've dedicated twenty years

of my life to keeping it hidden.

Well, it was not in vain.

I vow to return this to the
Library where I will be safe.

You could save
yourself a great deal

of pain if you just
tell me where is my shield.

I swear to you, I know
nothing of your shield.

- What's this?
- This was used by sorcerers.

I thought you
would want to see it.

This strange contraption
is the source of their power.

I don't know, sire.

Sorcerers?
That's who you want, not me.

They have your shield.

And where are these sorcerers?

They are in our jail.

I had them arrested
as soon as they arrived.

Okay, you've got us into
this mess. What's the plan?

Oh! I have it!

You found a way to get the time
machine without getting caught?

Not me. The two of you.

What are you going to do?

I, my good man, shall
be the distraction.

I will keep their focus elsewhere,

allowing you to get inside.

And how are you going to do that?

I will allow
myself to be captured.

Convince them to take me
down to the torture chamber.

With all their
eyes focused elsewhere,

you can sneak in
and get the machine.

All eyes on you getting tortured.

This is a terrible plan.

Nonsense.

I was raised as a youth in
India by the Fakirs to lay down

on spikes and walk on hot coals.

I can withstand pain better
than any normal human being.

They will not be
able to torture me.

The sorcerers escaped.

Sire, they escaped.

[Lancelot] They will not get away.

I want every exit sealed!

There'll be no need for that.

I am the man you seek.
I am a sorcerer.

Where are the others?

Oh, one of my many illusions.

It was only ever me.
No one else.

- You're lying.
- Am I?

Where is my shield?

I have it.

Take us to it.

- Never.
- Then you will die.

Then you'll never
find your shield.

[Lancelot] Go on.

Run me through with your blade,

and the secret whereabouts
of your shield will die with me.

I didn't say you will die now.
No.

You will die after
many horrible hours

of gruesome torture, and I
will enjoy watching you suffer.

Oh, kinky.

Take him to the torture chamber.
Do not let him escape!

Oh, save it for the chamber, boys.

[Charlie] This must be
a show Vikram's putting on.

I have to get the shield
safely away from here.

No, wait. Give him time.

I'm sure the Librarian has a plan.

From the looks of
things, not a very good one.

I'm sorry.

Everyone go inside to guard him!

Who knows what sorcery he can do!

Let's go.

Let me introduce you to Viseslav.

I've been told he's the
most ruthless man of torture

in all the land.

Oh, charmed.

Tell me now where
my shield can be found.

You'll get no information
out of me, I assure you.

When I return, if
you're still alive,

Viseslav will have
destroyed your will,

and I assure you,

I'll get all the
information that you have.

Now, you seem like a
reasonable and handsome young man.

What say you untie me and let
me take out those two guards?

Oh, now that is
rather tight, old boy.

That is more painful
than I imagined.

Okay, okay, okay, stop.
That is too painful.

Please, stop. Ow!

It's okay. It's an act.

He's just distracting.

Ow! Okay, okay.

You sure it's an act?

Yeah. He's just faking it.

Not faking it!
The pain is very serious!

Not an act!

Okay, I'll tell you
anything you want to know!

We gotta do something.

Look, I'll tell you
where the shield is.

Just please stop! You're deaf?

What? Oh, seriously.

What's the point in having
a torturer if they can't

hear the conf...

I've got an idea.

It's a touch medieval, but I
need to create a super magnet.

I can use those
iron bars over there,

and I need you to go
through that chamber pot

and scrape out what you can find.

Excuse me?

Saltpeter, or potassium nitrate,

can be used to create a detonation

that can power a magnet.

Urine contains nitrogen,
and feces contains potassium.

Go.

Guards! You can hear me.

Release me, hm?

I will confess
to anything you want.

You tell Lancelot
you have the shield.

Okay, here you go.

Oh, I don't need it anymore.

I'm gonna use the power
source from the time machine

to engage the magnet.

You're about to
be very disappointed.

Hey, you okay?

Well, I'm a little bit taller,
but none worse for the wear.

Well, untie me.

[Lysa] Oh, sorry. Yeah, yeah.

I knew your fellow
sorcerers would try to come

to your rescue.

Now you can all burn
at the stake together.

Are you happy now?

Got any more bright
ideas you want to try?

It is important we keep our heads.

Recrimination will not
serve us well in this moment.

We're going to be
served well, all right.

Maybe even medium well.

You know what the worst
part about all of this is?

We trusted you, and
you betrayed that trust.

You knew that time traveling
would end in disaster.

I still don't understand why.

You're right. I was selfish.

Consumed by my emotions,
and for that I apologize.

But I learned something.

It blinded me to everything
except my need to return

to my previous life.

- What?
- I began to believe

that I had found a
home with all of you.

That was until I learned...

Vikram Chamberlain,
come upstairs at once.

[Charlie] Oh, someone's in trouble.

Ooh, now this is lovely.
Is it new?

There's something
I need to tell you.

When you came here from
1847, in that time bubble,

your beloved Anya was not
the only one you left behind.

And who else did I leave behind?

A child. Your child.

Pregnant?

Are you telling me that Anya
was pregnant when I left her?

[Elaine] Yes, Vikram.

With my child?

She gave birth to your
son seven and a half months

after you disappeared
into that time bubble.

I had a son.
And I abandoned him.

And her.
This is completely unacceptable.

Calm yourself, Vikram.

Calm?

You have withheld
this from me for months.

You knew from the
moment that I arrived,

and yet you waited
until today to tell me.

Why, Mrs. Astolat? Why
are you doing this to me?

Oh, duplicity, thy
name is Elaine Astolat.

Wait, uh, if...
Anya's...

child was yours, and
I'm related to Anya,

doesn't that make you, like,

my great-great-great-great-grandfather?

No. Maybe one great too many.

Oh my God.

And what can we do without
the phrase, grandfather?

Distant relative, perhaps?

I have family.

[Connor] That's great, Lysa.

But if the old man doesn't
figure out a way to get out

of this mess, we're gonna be
in the same family as Joan of Arc.

We have to go back
and rescue my friends.

If their sacrifice
keeps the shield out

of the hands of Lancelot,

then that is the
price that must be paid.

How can you be so heartless?

Perhaps in your time,
life is less spootish.

But here, in mine, there is
little room for pity or mercy.

I'm not letting you
leave with that shield.

Do not make me demonstrate
my skill with a sword.

I was the equal of any
of the knights of Camelot.

Right. And as a
member of the Round Table,

you took the Pentecostal Oath.

And how do you know
of the Pentecostal Oath?

Because you told me.
Will tell me.

You swore never to
commit murder or treason.

And to give mercy to
those who ask for mercy.

Upon pain of the forfeiture
of my honor and status as a knight

of King Arthur's, forevermore.

The Library represents
the same ideals as Camelot.

I took an oath to uphold them.

Elaine, use the shield and
we can easily defeat Lancelot.

I cannot.
I will not become an immortal.

But perhaps you've just given
me another way to end this.

I will never forgive
myself for as long as I live.

Never may not be very long.

I implore you, sir.
Let my friends go.

I brought them
into this predicament.

Only I deserve
to suffer this fate.

I care not for
you or your friends.

All I want is my shield.
Tell me where it is.

- I cannot.
- I have your shield.

Elaine, it was you?

Yes.
It was I who took your shield.

And I suppose you plan
to use its power against me.

No, wait.
You'll never do that, will you?

Not the Elaine of Astolat
that I once knew so well.

Not with your hatred of magic.

I am here to offer you a trade.

This shield for the lives
of these three young people

and our village chieftain.

What makes you believe
I'll honor such a deal?

My personal opinion
of you is not high.

But I also know that you, as I,

have taken the
Oath of the Pentecost.

And I have recently
been reminded of the power

of this vow.

You're correct.
I'm bound by the oath.

I will honor any agreement I make

with someone who
shares this commitment.

Whatever our past.

Remember the consequences
of breaking the oath?

The forfeiture of my
honor and status as a knight

of King Arthur's forevermore.

I summon the power of the shield!

You swore!

You're a fool.
You've always been a fool.

I had hoped you were a better man.

So easily deceived.

Can't you see that your obsession

with magic has corrupted you?

That it is stealing
your very soul?

And replaced it with
that of an immortal.

Damn King Arthur. Damn Camelot!

Long live, no...
Forever live Dulaque!

Light the pyre.

Why didn't you
just use the shield?

You could have
easily defeated them.

You, more than anyone, know
the cost of using that shield.

And I would have gladly
paid it had you given it to me.

Lancelot was once a
good and honorable knight.

I hoped there was still some
shred of decency left in him.

I was wrong.

Together you and I
can still rescue them.

No, Charlie. This fight is mine.

You may have just given
me the idea of how to win it.

Ah, Vikram, do something!

I'm thinking, thinking!

Think faster! Oh god.

- Uh...
- Oh, oh!

What on earth are you doing?

Roman palatal whistling.

It was believed this type of
whistling would summon Aeolus,

the Roman god known
as the keeper of the wind.

Lancelot Dulaque, draw your sword.

A most valiant jest.

I do not jest.
You know me better than that.

I challenge you to combat
here and now in front of this town

and your men.

Or do you fear me?

I'd be no gentleman
to slay a woman,

especially one of your age.

The last time we fought,
I defeated you.

Is that why you had
my knighthood wiped

from tale and memory?

I have never lost in battle.
You are delusional.

Then prove me wrong.
Draw your sword.

You cannot be foolish enough
to think that you can defeat me

and my shield.

If you need the magic
of that shield to best me,

then my point is already proven.

Protect this with your lives.

I accept your challenge,
Elaine of Astolat.

Prepare to taste my blade!

I'm getting dizzy.

You're hyperventilating
because of the whistling.

Vikram, you can't do this forever!

You know you can't kill me now,
I'm immortal.

You, on the other hand,
have no such advantage.

You loved me once.

The man I love
died a long time ago.

His obsession with power
and magic destroyed him.

Kill her! Kill her now!

I summon the power of the shield!

Stand your ground! Now, men!

Come back, I command you!
Stand your ground!

Come back, I command you!
What have you done?

You have only yourself to blame.

Your greed, your arrogance.
You destroyed our love.

You destroyed Camelot.

And you destroyed any
memory anyone ever had of me

as a knight.

But what you could never
destroy is my integrity.

This is not over.

Yes, it is.

When your men get back to camp,

word of your
humiliation will spread.

You will have no army.
You have no more magic shield.

You have nothing.
And you broke your oath.

So you're not
even a knight anymore.

You are nothing.

I am immortal.

And alone.

I can think of no
worse punishment for you.

I will rise again.

He's right, you know.
He won't ever give up.

The Library will be ready.

[Charlie] I know immortality
is the last thing you wanted.

So thank you.

Yeah, you made a huge
sacrifice to save us.

And you've already
given up so much.

Leaving your homeland,
everyone you knew back in England.

Or rather, Britannia.

I took the oath.

It was my duty as a
Knight of the Round Table.

But I didn't bargain on you.

What is this?

A map.

My best guess on the current
location of the Library.

They should be expecting you.

You'll fit in there.

As I said, you share the
same ideals and principles.

Ask for Jenkins.

- Jenkins?
- He is the keeper

of the Library flame.

You and him share a history.

With Lancelot.
Used to go by the name Galahad.

It's complicated,
I know, but trust me.

It's time to leave.

Let us not further
anger the gods of time.

- Safe travels.
- Until we meet again.

So you don't forget us.

Not sure I could,
even if I wanted to.

Thank you. All of you.

Right, I have been able to
reconstitute the time machine,

but we have only one
last try to make it work.

Wait. You have set
this for home, right?

Our home?

You'll just have to trust me.

Vikram?

Vikram, tell me
that this is not 1847.

Oh, so glad you made it back.
Oh, kindly unhand me.

Oh, sorry.

Now, let's get
that infernal thing off

to the Library right away, please.

No more concealing artifacts
in the annex, if you don't mind.

So, since we met in the 1830s,

you've known me from a thousand
years before and said nothing.

How could I?

Could very well have changed
the course of all our fates.

Well, considering how much you
loathe the idea of immortality,

you could have avoided
it altogether simply

by not telling me
about Anya's pregnancy.

Had I not known, I would
not have tried to go back.

Then you would not
have become immortal.

It's been a good life. So far.

I wouldn't change it.

Everything needed to
play out exactly as it has.

Why today?

You could have told me at
any moment since my return.

Because today, you came in
wearing this ludicrous scarf.

The same one you were
wearing the very day I met you.

I didn't forget.

I don't get it.

Stone said that if
you travel back in time

and you change anything,

that this timeline
would cease to exist,

and yet here we are.

Apparently, we
didn't change a thing.

Everything happened
exactly as it was fated.

It was always a
fixed moment in time.

[Lysa] Oh. So...

Were we supposed to
come back to this time?

Yes, Lysa.

This is exactly where
we are all meant to be.

You know, when my parents
died in the car accident,

I thought I'd lost my family.

That I had no one left.

I thought I abandoned mine.
But I was wrong.

I have my family.
Right here, right now.

Thank you.

Grandpa.

Do not call me Grandpa.

What about Peepaw? Opa?

- Enough.
- Granddaddy.

Grandpapa. Gumpy.

Gumpy Poo. Ooh, Gumpy Poo.