Find Me in Paris

My name is Lena Grisky and I go to the best ballet school in the world.

I have a secret.

I'm a time traveler from 1905

and my boyfriend Henri is doing everything he can to get me home.

Previously... You're leaving, aren't you?

I had one last chance to dance on the Garnier stage before going back to 1905.

And it was so amazing!

Henri finally came for me, but it wasn't easy for him to get to me.

Oh my god!

The Time Collectors are constantly chasing us,

and now the Time Bureau was after us, too.

They're so powerful that one of their agents froze Victor, Oscar and my mother

to keep them from coming after us.

But when Henri and I got to the portal, it was already closed.

Oh no...

Now we're both stuck here and Thea is the one who ended up in 1905.

Lena Grisky, you will pay for this!

Lena? Lena, where are you going?

Can we at least talk about this for like, one minute?

Lena!

You've already had a moment.

I think Lena can talk for herself, thank you.

It's Henri, isn't it?

Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Come on, we really have to go. We need to figure out what's happening.

Wait. What do you mean? What does he mean?

I just need a minute, okay? Please.

Seriously, what is going on? Who is that guy?

And where are Thea and Dash?

Wasn't she like, just here? Totally. Unless...

What? What?

Unless she has an evil twin! No...

I'm so sorry. I should have told you I was leaving with Henri. It's just that...

Yeah, but where... where are you going?

It's too complicated. But...

Lena, we really need to go. We might be in danger.

I'm so sorry. I wish I could explain.

Wait but... What does he mean, "in danger"?

I'm sorry.

Uh... I still don't understand why you guys were trying to go through a brick wall.

So, uh...

What is this place? Why am I in 1905?

I feel like I'm standing in the middle of a history book! Oh, wouldn't that be fun?

How can you make jokes? Where are all the cars?

Why are there horses everywhere? This is freaking me out. I need to go home. Now!

What are you looking at?

You've just got a tiny bit of something on your face there.

What? This is all the rage. You look like you're wearing curtains!

I'll find you a jacket so you'll fit in.

How did you know that would be there?

My dad is surprisingly predictable.

Let me see that.

"Henri, if you are reading this, then something went horribly wrong.

Where are the Time Collectors?

Where is the Time Bureau?

Did you see anyone else go through the portal?

Because if anyone went through that portal that shouldn't have,

it will lead the Bureau right to you."

Duquet's office is over here. Let's go!

He's hiding something, we just have to find it.

It will lead us to his son and the ballerina.

There's nothing here. Let's go.

This is totally barbaric! Since when has there ever been a dress code?

And if I can't get in there, how am I meant to get home?

Seriously!

What do we do? Do I get in one of those pumpkin thingies?

Will that take me home? W... wait.

No, no, no. Yes, yes, yes.

I can't even! It seems you already did. Yikes.

Fix this, now! You're mean.

Good luck, all by your lonesome. Wait!

Fine! Fine, fine. I'm sorry.

Please help me. Please.

Okay.

Don't. Get me some fresh clothes. Now!

Hmm...

Oh, good morning, mam, I've got some files for you.

Have yourself a good day!

Argh, I get that I'm the rookie. And I'm willing to play their little game

and be the perfect little assistant until they're ready to give me a mission of my own.

But my boss is away, and if that means cutting a few corners

and finding my own mission, then so be it.

Yeah, I'm still here. I gotta call you back.

Looks like we've got a time breach!

Captain Michel's office, Agent Dosne.

Get me the Captain! There's been a time breach in 1905.

He's not in at the moment. But if you give me the address,

I'll make sure he gets the message.

425 Rue Basque. Get an agent down there now!

Yeah, got it. Thank you.

Everybody freeze! You're all under arrest!

But we're already frozen!

Where's Lena? Where's Henri?

Who are you?

I'm Lex Dosne and I ask all the questions around here.

I've been brought in to clean up this mess.

You're Bureau.

Yeah, that's right. And you've got some explaining to do.

Oscar! Can you help us?

I'll check the back room!

Wait... What if we stayed?

What? It's amazing here! You'd love it as much as I do.

Just hear me out. If we go back, we'll be separated.

I'll never dance or make company.

We could have a life here. Together.

But we don't belong here, Lena.

Under the authority of the Bureau,

you must surrender any timepieces that you've used for any unauthorized time travel.

We don't have any. At least get your facts straight.

We were left frozen by your colleague Francie Parks.

Yeah well, she got fired. So now, you'll deal with me.

She got fired!

What's with him and why isn't this working? He must still be under the spell.

Stop this!

Oh...

Oh no, I wasn't meant to do that.

What's going on? What is this place?

Who are you? Who are you?

Whoa, that's a lot of clocks.

Young lady, you have no idea what you've done.

I was just following the orders. Stop right there, or I'll push the button again!

What are you still doing here?

Oh no, what have I done?

Hmm...

Where's Oscar?

If he were here, he would agree that this is the worst idea ever.

Who are you and what do you want?

Who am I? Who are you?

Oscar...

Oscar? What on earth happened to you?

Hmm...

We found this letter in Victor's office.

And then these three men came in and just took everything!

And not only that, but Oscar is seventeen.

What is this?

It's a drawing of the portal we built.

Lena tells me you're a genius. Maybe you can make sense of it?

Uhm...

I have to tell him something.

Okay.

Hi.

Hey.

Look, I want to tell you everything.

It's just so complicated and kind of unbelievable.

I just thought after everything we've been through, we were kind of past this thing.

We are. It's just... Lena.

I wish I'd never met you.

Max, wait.

Look, it's curfew.

Then I bid you a good night.

Yeah, okay...

Okay, curfew is really serious stuff. You really have to go.