Previously on Sanctuary...
All right.
Adam, what are you doing here?
Helen, I'm sorry to intrude.
James.
Burnt down any more laboratories recently?
That was 10 years ago, and it was an accident.
Really?
What do you want, Adam?
It's me daughter, imogene.
She's gravely ill, a rare blood disease.
I beg of you, help her.
[Magnus]: We battled until the very end.
We tried everything.
Loss of a daughter, it's a wound that never heals.
[Screaming in anguish]
He told me
he intended to use the device to save his daughter.
Time travel?
It's impossible.
But he said he'd found a way.
You would have been altering the course of history.
That was the point.
If Adam succeeds in altering the timeline,
then everything about our world,
the refugees, the Sanctuary,
our very lives will be irreparably damaged.
We may even cease to exist.
Praxis...
It's gone.
What happened here?
Worth.
He must have made another attempt
to power up the machine.
[Shoots]
[Magnus]: Adam, what are you doing?
This is madness.
I have a chance to get my daughter back.
Are you telling me you wouldn't do the same thing?
Not at the expense of everyone on the planet.
You're too late.
[Wagons clattering over cobblestones]
[Horses whinny]
Stay back!
[Gasping in fright]
Adam!
[Firing gun]
[Bullets ricochet]
What was that?!
[Police whistles trilling distantly]
[Gunshots blast]
[Laser snipes]
Hoping for a quick finish, Helen?
Me too.
Don't make things worse, Adam.
Neither of us can be here.
We both know it.
It's only
time travel, Helen.
What's the worst that could happen?
Aside from destroying the natural order of history?
What, by creating a utopia?
[Police whistles blare sharply]
By taking over the world.
[Laser snipes]
[Bricks shatter and crumble]
[Magnus groans]
[Police whistles blare]
Over here!
By the rubble.
She's down the alley, that way!
Call the Bobby!
[Crowd murmuring in concern]
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Hasn't said a word.
Wouldn't let the Doctor near her, neither.
Has she put up any kind of resistance?
Been as gentle as a debutante,
despite all the weapons we found on her.
Never seen anything like 'em.
I would say Miss Magnus' reputation as odd
remains intact.
It's Dr. Magnus,
and I will need everything you took from her.
Look, there are no charges, no evidence to suppress.
I'm just making your life easier, Lestrade,
as usual.
Fine,
but you owe me for this, Watson.
Are you ready to come home, Helen?
I received a message
that you'd been found injured,
half dressed,
and discharging a weapon in public.
If you had a lead in the case,
you could at least have informed me.
I should have, I realize that.
Th-things just got away from me, I'm afraid.
It was him, wasn't it?
I was right.
Helen, how could you face him on your own?
I didn't get a good look at who it was.
I just...
I got overexcited,
and I fell, and I--
I should've called you--
c-contacted you.
Thank you, James.
"Overexcited"?
That's your explanation
for your incredibly strange attire,
weapons that I have never seen--
and your hair, for God's sake.
When did you do that?
It's late,
and it's been a hell of a night.
Helen, at least let me take a look at your head.
You--
you've taken a terrible tumble.
I'm fine. Really.
I can see myself home.
Good night, James.
Helen...
What on earth's come over you?
Dear God, I still have this in my study.
It arrived yesterday from Mozambique.
[Weapons thud heavily]
I would say your father was having a wonderful time
on the dark continent.
I believe he's sent a new form of iodine.
Let me, James.
Medicine was always your weak spot.
"Was"?
It's a scalp wound and a mild concussion.
I hardly need a nursemaid.
Will you stop looking at me like that?
How should I be looking at you?
Just...
Leave me alone.
[Guns clattering heavily]
No, no. Don't do that.
What the devil is that made of?
These numbers,
are they significant?
This? What's the...
The design...
The purpose...
[Chimes as it activates]
How...
How is that powered?
James,
ignore all of this.
Ignore me.
"Browning automatic"?
I've never heard of that,
and yet, I know
every weapons manufacturer
in the world.
[Clip slides out, clattering]
Amazing!
The release time--
Leave.
Right now.
Not a chance.
It's my Sanctuary.
Is it?
From the moment you walked in here,
you've been behaving
as if you were visiting someone's grave.
It may have been your Sanctuary a long time ago,
but not anymore.
Business cards
made from a substance I can't identify,
issued 2010, expires 2015?
Weapons that I have never seen or heard of.
Clothes designed for maximum movement
and protection.
I am Helen--
Oh, you definitely are Helen Magnus,
just not of this era.
I'm a...
Detective.
Well, then.
Now you understand why you have to leave.
Because by being here,
you may disrupt the timeline,
change the future as you know it.
But how is this possible?
I came here on a mission.
If I fail,
everything that is meant to be,
everything that I build from now until my present
could be destroyed.
Who were you chasing?
Honestly,
Helen.
Whatever your mission is,
it's got off to a very bad start.
You need help,
and seeing as I know the truth,
what choice do you have but to let me in?
No questions about the future,
near or distant?
Adam Worth,
that's who I was chasing.
From Oxford?
What on earth--
He's come from the future as well.
I followed him here after John and I were--
John Druitt ?
Dear God, does everyone from our era
live on to the 21st century?
Not everyone.
Oh.
I'll tell you only what you need to know
to prevent Adam from irrevocably damaging the future,
nothing more.
Time travel is actually possible.
H.G. would be ecstatic.
But by simply being here,
haven't you already changed things?
I'll not give you a lesson in temporal theory, nice try,
but had I arrived a century,
or even millennia ago,
the effect on my future would likely be more severe.
So the shorter the time scale,
the less the effect on the future.
Unless, of course, Adam does something
to dramatically alter the course of events.
Or you do.
Do we have a deal?
Everything you brought with you
must be destroyed.
And you need to change.
[Exhales in relief]
Don't even think about it.
It's a communication device, isn't it?
Better?
Much.
Good.
No questions.
Imogene?
Imogene...
I need to make another trip to the apothecary,
I'm afraid, love.
I won't be long. [Kisses her]
[Sighing with emotion]
Oh, it was all worth it.
Papa?
Imogene.
How are you feeling, darling?
Fine.
Just a bit tired.
What did you do to your hair?
No, no... just a little cut.
I've done the most wonderful thing.
I've found a cure for your condition.
But you said there was no--
No, no, no, that's all changed.
For the better, I promise.
Oh no.
What's happened?
No...
Nothing, just...
A little hole.
I can fix that, though.
It's not a problem.
You look good.
Give us a smile.
[Chuckling happily]
All right,
let's get a move on.
He should still be in the city,
but maybe not for long.
The Adam Worth from your time.
Now, he's come here for what reason?
[Worth]: Open the door. Open it now.
I'll throttle ya.
- Sir-- - Look, I'm not joking.
[Cocking guns]
You'll end up in the garden.
- Open the door-- - I can't.
Thank you.
Adam?
Helen, James.
Sorry to intrude.
Burned any laboratories recently?
That was 10 years ago, and it was an accident.
[Whispering] 10 years...
Listen, it's me daughter, Imogene.
She's gravely ill.
It's a rare blood disease.
Now, I've tried every treatment possible,
every method
and you want my help.
Thank you, Helen,
but actually, I- I've come for his help.
You see, she's missing.
Someone's taken her.
I just don't understand who would do this.
I haven't much money.
She's just a child.
Worth, be a good chap
and ask the night ward for the visitor manifest, will you?
There's no sign of a struggle.
She went without resistance.
Of course she did.
She thought he was her father.
In the past I remember, Adam came to us for help
finding a cure for Imogene
two months from now.
This moment never happened.
And now this future Adam has his daughter.
And a cure?
Which means he's already altered the future, forever.
[Sighs in frustration]
[Thunder rumbles]
Please, are there any clues?
Suspects?
We'd know more
if you told us what you were working on, Adam.
Well, I told you,
I'm trying to find a cure for her disease.
Which is an expensive proposition.
You'd need money, resources,
which means some sort of extortion plot
or larcenous act.
What?
No,
I'd never resort to that--
Those lab fires were hardly an accident,
and the toxins you were formulating at Oxford,
I know you've created prototypes--
My daughter is missing!
And if you want to find her,
you will give us names, places,
safehouses,
everything you are secretly planning
to unleash on this city.
You're mad.
Helen, that's enough.
I thought you understood my situation.
I guess I know better now.
I'll find her myself.
Has society gone back to the Dark Ages?
He's done nothing wrong.
Not yet,
but he will, believe me.
And if you interrogate him in this manner,
it will be you who has altered
the natural order of things.
Helen, you have far too much knowledge
about this time and place.
Use that carefully.
We need to find Adam,
future-Adam,
before too much damage is done.
Finding people is what I do,
if you recall...
But I will ask you
to curb your temper as we go forward.
Of course.
James, I'm-I'm sorry.
You can see yourself home.
[Glass shattering]
[Druitt screams]: Don't lie to me!
[Helen]: Five murders,
their throats cut,
their bodies desecrated
in a manner that few beings can achieve.
Instant escape from the crime scene?
And so it must be me?
You seem flattered.
[Chuckling] Oh, I am.
Deft manner of proving your innocence,
threatening my life.
Call it self-preservation.
Why on earth
should I let you frame me
for crimes I haven't committed?
Well, if you're innocent,
then you have nothing to fear
[cocking gun]
You sound just like James.
How much time have you been spending together?
And now jealousy.
For whom?
How dare you question my motives?
My...
Feelings?
You...
You hunt me like an animal.
After all we've been through.
My heart...
is yours.
[Roars in rage]
[Helen screams]
[Yelps in fright]
Look...
In my face.
Look at my face.
Damn!
[Uncocks gun]
[Sniffling]
[Thunder rumbles]
Helen?
Over here.
Any word on Adam's whereabouts?
What's wrong?
Druitt was here.
John?
Are you-- is she--
We're both fine, thank you.
He's not happy that you like him
for the latest Ripper killings,
made sure I knew it.
Not happy because I'm right?
Oh, all right, no questions,
I understand.
But you did make a point of letting me know
that he paid you a visit,
which I will take to mean
that I must keep focused on the case.
Adam Worth?
He is expected at the Reformer Club
in Pall Mall this evening.
Whether it's the future or the present Adam,
I-I don't know.
Good.
If we hurry, we'll beat him there.
[Magnus]: James, is that you?
Darling! Hello.
There you are.
Are you ready to work?
Yes, if you are.
Absolutely.
Now, I've been re-thinking your last theory,
and I found a few holes, I'm afraid.
Ah.
You can't come in here.
A woman? Inconceivable.
Simon, come quick.
May I assist you?
I'm here to see Adam Worth.
I have no record of any guests for Mr. Worth.
I will gladly leave him a message, miss...
Dr. Helen Magnus.
Consider it done.
I'll hail you a cab.
I'll only be a minute.
The club is for members only.
Remove your hand.
Right now--
how dare you?
She's with me.
Whatever took you so long, love?
Shame on you.
She's a lady.
Is that a revolver under your bustle,
or are you just
happy to see me?
Oh, it's a gun.
Any last words?
Well, "don't shoot!"
Never seems to work with you.
How about,
"kill me here,
and alter the future in a most dr
the infamous Helen Magnus,
murderer of a patron of a gentleman's club.
Quite the departure from your destiny, I'd say.
Cheers.
I do miss this era.
A simpler, more elegant time.
I will kill you, Adam.
What for?
To save the future?
What makes what we left behind so precious?
With Praxis destroyed,
God knows what threat my people are facing
in the present.
Most likely you've created chaos for Hollow Earth
and the surface
that will take years to clean up.
None of that has happened yet,
and guess what?
Maybe it never does.
Move on, I say.
Change the future.
Make it whatever you want it to be.
You know what I find interesting
is that you're sitting here,
sipping Brandy with these stiffs
instead of skipping off into the sunset with Imogene.
I like it here.
There's been a complication.
You haven't cured her yet.
That's why you're here,
to borrow money to fund your plan,
which I am certain has gone entirely pear-shaped.
It's a matter of time, love, and only that.
Bustle or no,
I'll be out that door
before your head hits this table.
Doubtful. Simon!
The lady is ready to leave now.
Thanks for the offer, ma'am,
but I'm a family man, and a gentleman.
[Sighs in perturbation]
Women.
Dr. Magnus?
Message for you.
James, please.
But you have been through all this before.
For God's sake, you could save lives!
We both know I can't interfere.
Then there will be blood on your hands.
Not if you do your job
and stop looking for a short cut.
And if your very presence here
has changed the course of events,
interfered with the investigation,
what then?
Can you live with that?
No, please, spare me.
I don't want to know the answer.
Because in the future,
emotions,
empathy,
humanity, ceases to exist--
you should have caught him by now.
[Sighs in exasperation]
Yes, my presence here may have altered things,
possibly for the worst.
That woman who died tonight should be the last victim.
But she won't be.
Remember the purpose of the Sanctuary.
To find and help unfortunate creatures,
to protect them. To keep the public safe.
Do that,
and this case will be solved without any further bloodshed.
And if I can't?
That's an expression I've rarely heard you use.
What are you making?
Arsenic.
Strychnine..?
A toxin.
A last resort.
To mimic the blood disease that kills Imogene.
A fail-safe
in case Adam cures her.
Dear God...
I'm not even sure I can finish making it,
let alone give it to her.
If there was any other way
to stop Adam Worth
from completely disrupting the timeline...
Humanity isn't completely dead in the future,
just so you know.
You're going out? Where?
Hunting.
Your hair.
I like it.
I don't have time for this, John.
Perhaps I didn't make myself clear earlier.
[Switchblade snaps]
Hunting me
will only make things more difficult for you.
Let me pass.
There's only one way to make you pay attention.
[Blows thud]
You're insane.
Oh, very much so.
Fancy some more?
[Joints crunching]
[Roars in pain]
How on earth did you-- ?
[Blow thuds heavily]
[Druitt groans]
[Blows thudding]
[Druitt gasps]
How does it feel?
Cold steel against your jugular?
In the hands of someone
who knows how to kill you slowly
and has the will to do it?
H-Helen?
Are you paying attention?
Stay away from me.
[Beast growls]
[Snarling]
[Roars]
Hello, Jack.
Know my name, do you?
Yes, I know who you are.
Jack knows you.
You're Gregory's little girl.
My father helped you, years ago.
Saved your life.
You're not a little girl anymore.
Older now.
Much, much older.
Smell like nothing I know.
You promised my father you wouldn't kill again.
That you'd leave London--
Jack did leave!
People hunted me down,
like a dog!
This is my hunting ground.
If humans hunt Jack,
then Jack hunts humans.
Here! My ground!
The city's bigger.
You'll be found and killed.
Ah, I'm strong.
I'm too fast for them.
They'll never find me.
I can,
and I will.
You can die like an animal
or live with my protection.
Be safe from humans.
Humans can go to hell!
With my help.
If you kill again, I can't guarantee your safety.
Stop now, and I'll give you Sanctuary.
You have my word,
and my father's.
I'm your friend.
[Roaring]
Spring-heeled Jack.
Thanks, love.
So different.
Such odd looking pieces.
You actually designed these?
Ah...
Some of them, yes.
To help me?
You are all I've been thinking about
for a very long time.
Good.
You look tired.
I wish you'd take a rest.
I'm too close here, Imogene.
But once this is done,
we'll be able to get all the rest we want.
Go places together,
see things you've never seen that'll amaze you.
Soon, not only
will we be able to see the world together,
it will be ours for the taking.
Anything you want,
anything at all,
we take it, control it,
use it to create whatever future we want.
I've never heard you talk this way before.
You're different.
So confident.
[Chuckles]
Chance of getting a biscuit with me tea?
As his lordship pleases.
This better be good.
I just climbed up six flights of stairs
in new boots.
I was thinking about what you said,
and I think you're right.
It isn't John doing these murders.
I'm listening.
Another creature,
as violent and dangerous as him,
with its own unique method of near-instant escape.
As I've been saying, but as you keep pointing out,
none of the other possibilities make any sense.
No one can teleport like John.
What about incredible super strength?
The ability to leap quickly to high ground.
Rooftops.
Exactly.
You're certain.
[Girl]: Yes, ma'am.
Up those stairs with a dark wood door.
Thank you.
Dear God, Adam.
Before you start threatening me,
or shooting me, for that matter,
we still have that nagging problem
of the witnesses.
Hello.
Imogene.
Dr. Helen Magnus,
this is my daughter, Imogene.
You must be one of my dad's colleagues.
He said some friends might drop by.
How lovely to meet you, Doctor.
[Worth]: Dr. Helen here
is a ground-breaker, just like you.
What have you done, Adam?
How are you feeling, Imogene?
Better than I have in years.
Thanks to papa here.
No...
[Worth]: Oh yes.
Healthy as a horse, I'm afraid.
Welcome to the future, Helen.
So, now that the game is over,
what say we put away our guns, yes?
Starting with yours.
Unlikely.
Papa?
Are you going to shoot me
in front of my own flesh and blood?
That's cold, Helen,
even for you.
What's the meaning of this?
I'm sorry, Imogene,
but this man is not your father.
Please, leave him alone.
I know it looks like him,
but this man has ended
millions of innocent lives,
caused unimaginable destruction.
Don't listen to her, darling.
All of it lies.
Destroying Praxis?
Altering the timeline?
You have to be stopped, Adam.
Please, leave him alone!
[Electricity crackles]
[Bolts zap]
Papa?
What is that?
Just some insurance.
Stay here. I won't be long.
Shaming me in front of my daughter, Helen?
Very impolite!
[Weapon blasts]
[Firing gun]
[Police whistles blaring]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Device beeping]
Oh, bloody hell...
[Sonic blast erupts]
[Glass shattering]
[Muffled]: Drop the gun!
I said, drop the gun!
You just had to get all high and mighty
with your amazing future, didn't you?
Couldn't get with the program. No.
[Knife snaps open]
You stupid, small-minded--
[throws knife]
[Police whistles blare closer]
[Roaring angrily]
[Energy bolt snipes]
Papa?
Adam, no!
[Bolt snipes]
[Bricks crumbling]
Imogene!
No!
[Whistles blaring]
Imogene!
[Sobbing in anguish]
Stay back.
Do it, Adam.
We both go. Neither of us belongs here.
Everything I've worked for, everything I care about
destroyed!
By you.
I'll kill you for this, I swear!
[Fires]
[Police whistle blares nearby]
[Crowd murmuring in concern]
[Helen]: Please. Please, make room.
Dear God.
It's Adam's daughter.
The eaves must have collapsed on her.
Imogene?
Get away from her.
I'm so sorry.
Imogene? Imogene?
Imogene?
Imogene...
No...
What have you done?
Both of you!
Adam--
if you'd have helped, she'd still be alive right now.
Her blood is on your hands.
And your hands!
We'd better be on our way, Helen.
Oh, that poor man.
[Sobbing]
[Roaring in anguish]
Spring-heeled Jack,
the Sanctuary's newest resident.
I wish I could've told you earlier.
All that matters is that
the streets of London are safe again.
As they should be.
I never meant to burden you, James.
All this knowledge you have to keep secret.
Oh, I love it, you know that.
What, all the deductive reasoning I'll be able to do
with the little tidbits you've left me?
It's going to keep me occupied for decades,
if I have that long.
In my future you do, many of them.
No, I don't want to know.
Far too much information.
Now that we've cleaned up all evidence of Adam,
and the technology he brought with him,
I suppose there's only one thing left undone.
What to do about you.
I can't be here, James.
We both know it.
Everything I touch, everyone I meet...
Could ruin my future.
You'd best kill yourself.
I'm glad we both agree.
Helen, suicide?
[Chuckles]
You're so melodramatic.
Do you have a better idea?
I'm trapped here,
and I have no way home.
You can always go home.
It just might take a little while.
It's one of the benefits
of your incredibly slow aging.
Disappear.
Go somewhere... remote,
with limited contact with the rest of world.
Spend the time thinking about...
All the things you've lived through.
113 years of seclusion?
Then you re-join your timeline just after you've left it.
Unless, of course,
you're determined to do yourself in.
A vacation?
From what I gather, you've...
rather earned one.
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