Warehouse 13 Season 4 Review “Instinct”

Warehouse 13 Season 4 Episode 15 Instinct (3)

This week’s Warehouse 13 episode was the kind I’ve been waiting for since the show returned after its lengthy break. It had the wonderful mixture of humor, friendship, and science-fiction that makes the show enjoyable. There was the added bonus of the reappearance of H.G. Wells. Our leading ladies learned that when you try to bury who you are, you are likely to end up with a lightning bolt to the ass or staring into the eye sockets of a Neanderthal-inducing animal skull. Both options don’t exactly bring the fun.

After his initial reluctance to accept Abigail, Artie has put all qualms aside and embraced her as a member of the team. This doesn’t sit well with Claudia. She initially acts jealous and overprotective of her position in the Warehouse. Abigail is an interloper and Claudia is intent on making her feel that way. After a series of earthquakes rocks the Warehouse, Artie brings together Abigail, Claudia, and Jinks to investigate the cause of the disturbance. A visit to a spaceship-like security system, complete with cloaking capabilities, reveals the Warehouse is having problems with its expansion capabilities. Normally, the Warehouse can expand into the mountainside when additional space is needed for the volume of artifacts. The trouble is that the expanders are jammed.

While Artie’s squad handles the problems at home, Pete and Myka receive a tip from Helena about possible artifact abuse. When a man bursts into the local police station and confesses his crimes, Helena sees that something isn’t right. She wants to help her former colleagues, but is reluctant to be sucked into the chaos that goes along with artifact identification and retrieval. Helena has assumed a new identity, which Myka finds unsettling. Helena lives with her new boyfriend and his daughter, and she works at the station. Helena is ultimately unable to stay out of the fray when the vigilante cops who control the artifact target her by kidnapping her boyfriend’s daughter.

As it turns out, there are identity crises all around. Myka is harsh on Helena, because she doesn’t feel that a Warehouse agent should live a mundane suburban life. She completely ignores that this may be exactly what Helena needs after more than a hundred years of instability. It feels more like Myka is jealous – not of what Helena has, but what Myka doesn’t have. While life as an agent is exciting, Myka hasn’t had a meaningful relationship in a long time. Myka chastises Helena for lying to everyone about who she really is, but then later seems to realize that she may be the one lying about what she really wants in life. Helene genuinely cares for her new family and struggles with her deception. She is so eager to run from her past that she doesn’t consider how she may eventually have to deal with it.

At the same time, Claudia tries to hide the fact that the Warehouse has been targeting her with its lightning bolts. When Abigail confronts her, Claudia breaks down and admits that she didn’t want to show weakness because of the potential ramifications. She views Abigail as a tool of the Regents and worries that she will report back that Claudia is unfit to become the Warehouse’s eventual caretaker. Abigail has no such intentions and suggests that the Warehouse’s erratic behavior is its attempt to communicate with Claudia and to seek her assistance. This is the first time that Claudia unequivocally expresses her desire to take over the caretaker position. She hasn’t done this before because she’s terrified of disappointment if it doesn’t actually happen.

There are some laugh-out-loud moments in this episode. Artie taking off on his Segway is comical, as is Pete’s quip about Alfred Hitchcock and Claudia emerging from the energy tornado covered in purple goo. Predictably, Pete gets whammied by the cave man artifact and starts looking like a Geico commercial. Also predictably, Myka saves him just in time. The caveman story was underwhelming, but the rest of the character-driven plot came together so nicely that it didn’t really matter.

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