The Librarian: Return to King Solomon's Mines Page #3

After the war, your dad met your mother.

Well, we both met her,

but he swept her off her feet.

Lucky bastard.

You know, in the hospital,

right after you were born,

your dad made me swear

that I would take care of you

if anything ever happened to him.

Now, I know I've said it before,

but I just want to remind you I'm

there for you if you ever need me.

Yeah, I know. Thank you.

Flynn, it's your turn to sing.

Jerry, oh, I didn't think

you would be able to come.

Margie, you know, what is it?

You get younger and more

beautiful every time I see you.

Come on, now. Let's join the party.

The three of us can

do a number together.

We're gonna need this.

There you are.

Well, finally everyone left, thank God.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm just looking at some

old pictures of me and Dad.

I bet this day was really hard for you.

I've been thinking about him all day.

He was 32 when he died. I'm 32 now.

And I feel like I didn't

even know who he was.

You know who he was.

He was a dress salesman from

Brooklyn and he loved his family.

Now, what more did you need to know?

Him.

I hardly ever saw him.

I mean, he was always traveling.

He was gone all the time.

I mean, I've got 22 degrees.

I've got all this useless

information at the tip of my fingers.

I can't tell you one

thing about my own father.

I want to show you something.

What? What do you got?

It was very special.

He bought this at a secondhand store.

He would joke about it and say

this was the Carson family seal,

that we were descended from kings.

He would put that on

and tell you the most

extraordinary bedtime stories

about magical kingdoms

and upside-down valleys.

Yeah, and the laughing rocks.

See, I remember.

I remember.

I used to draw pictures of it for

him, waiting for him to come home.

What? You did not. You saved these?

Well, I thought you would want

them someday. To remember him.

Yeah. I remember the stories.

I remember the silly little fantasies.

But nothing about him.

Well, I'm not so sure about that.

Maybe these pictures say

more than you realize.

Oh, my God.

Hello? Judson, it's me.

I think you'd better

get over here right away.

What is it?

Well, somebody sent me

something in the mail today

and I think...

Flynn, are you--

are you still there?

There's somebody in my apartment.

Okay, I know you're in there.

I have a weapon.

Let's see if I can

find some food for you.

Flynn, are, are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Although, I think my head

might disagree with me.

You have a pretty nasty bump there.

Who--who did

this to you?

Some guy was waiting

for me when I came home.

He was probably looking for...

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