[ominous music playing]
- But we can't leave Laguna alone. - Laguna is already alone!
It's dangerous in there. It's full of nutcases!
This was a very bad idea. They won't find anything.
[Laguna] What the hell is this?
Highclare? Come on, Laguna, say something.
The Highclare Forum is a kind of think tank for millionaires.
Barbrow, he controls it all.
- So now he has lots of friends. - [Haruka] More than friends, slaves.
It's said that he can control minds.
Vergara is with the Devil?
[Vergara] They convinced me to do certain terrible things.
And they get me out of the way.
Until they need you again, if that ever happens.
[Elena] You have to get to Lombardi. Vergara said it again and again.
[agonized screaming]
We can't keep running away.
We have to make a trip.
[tense, dramatic music playing]
Good morning.
[speaking Lombardi's voice] I'm Father Lombardi.
[music fades out]
PORTSMOUTH, ENGLAND
[dramatic music playing]
[in English] Could I see your invitation, please?
I'll get this one.
Um, can I see your invitation, please?
- Thank you. - [guard] Parking is around the corner.
[people chattering]
[woman in English] Welcome.
[dramatic classical music playing]
[people chattering]
[in English] So I say to him, "Are you serious?"
You're using a five iron? You'll be in the bunker all afternoon.
[in English] Not if he had a good sand wedge
so that the ball would bounce out of the sand.
He did have one. Of course he did.
But it's another thing to know how to use it.
[in English] Knowing him, the most likely thing is that he's still there.
[all laugh]
[applause]
[ominous music playing]
[people chattering]
VATICAN CITY
[church bell ringing]
[in Italian] Come in, please.
[quiet, ominous music playing]
The book?
Yes.
I have it here.
[Paco] Hold on.
Listen, we can't know what we're dealing with unless you let me see it.
- Sorry, Father, but since we don't know... - [in Italian] I understand.
[in English] You don't know me... [in Italian] ...I don't know you either.
And I have to trust what you tell me.
- Is that what you mean? - Your relationship with Father Vergara?
[chuckle] We're like brothers.
We studied together, here in Rome.
Of course, but I'd like to know more.
[quiet, ominous music continues]
[wind blowing]
I'll show you something.
This was the lecture hall.
Here Vergara and I devoted the most precious years of our youth
studying the scholastics:
St. Augustine, St. Thomas...
And now all that spirituality, what has it become?
A sports center. [laughing]
[in English] We have to leave now. Mike is waiting.
Shhh!
Uhh... That... That's life, even the Vatican needs money.
You know?
Oh, if Vergara could see it...
You take over.
Come on.
[music stops]
[Merche] Thank you.
- [crunching] - [gasps]
[wind blowing]
He liked simple things.
He was happy in our little town, beside the sea.
[Lombardi] Hm.
He loved sailing.
- Right, Paco? - Yes.
[in English] Yeah. It was a little boat, no?
He had a little boat, didn't he?
Yes, exactly, a boat painted blue.
That's right. Blue.
[chuckle]
Sometimes when he went to sea,
yeah, he used to call me from sea and,
uh, I used to tell him,
"This call will cost a fortune," but he didn't care.
He could spend hours on the phone.
[suspenseful music playing]
The town isn't on the coast, is it?
- No. - Shit.
Give me the book!
Stop talking this bullshit.
[screams]
[grunts]
[music becomes tense and dramatic]
[sighing]
- Fuck! - Fuck!
[agonized groaning]
[grunts]
[screaming]
- [hard thud] - [gasps]
[ominous music playing]
[crackling]
[panting]
Fuck!
[panting]
[dramatic action music playing]
[screaming]
[laughing]
- [stabbing] - [screaming]
[laughing]
[shouting]
30 COINS
[music ends]
[rope creaking]
- [people clapping] - [quiet, dramatic music playing]
[man in English] Thank you.
[people chattering]
[quiet, dramatic music continues]
[in English] We've been waiting almost an hour!
Who does this guy think he is?
- [in English] Relax, darlin'. - [sighs]
Do you know the amount of money I've already lost just to get to this talk?
- [woman] Relax, sweetie. - [man] OK.
[quiet, dramatic music continues]
[Barbrow sighs]
- Alright. - [kiss]
- I'll see you afterwards, OK? - OK.
[people chattering]
[Merche in English] Hi!
Mike, he's already here.
Don't worry, everything's under control.
- Okay. - Hi, sugar.
[sighs]
[quiet, dramatic music stops]
[applause]
[lively dramatic classical music playing]
[person whistling]
[music ends]
[no audible dialogue]
[people muttering]
- [chuckles] - [ominous music playing]
It's very simple and very complicated at the same time,
but it could be summarized like this:
- That's why we're here. [chuckle] - [all chuckling]
I told you this last year and apparently things haven't changed.
We know what is going to happen, but not when.
We need to know the exact moment
so as to react in time and control our options, yes or no?
- [crowd] Yes. - [man] That's right.
That is why I have come to the conclusion
that the only way to know the exact date and time of the end of the world
is to provoke it ourselves.
[people muttering]
Well, that seemed to get your attention, didn't it? [chuckles]
[muttering continues]
Yeah.
Why deny it?
This world is finished.
Resources are becoming exhausted,
wars are becoming increasingly menacing,
the climate is a catastrophe
and simply keeping the species alive is terribly, terribly expensive.
[computer bleeps]
Everything that these poor wretches have done
in their governments and parliaments are just Band-Aids.
The real question is, how do you really fix something?
For real?!
Now, I'll give you one example of how.
Uh, we've done it thousands of times.
It's an everyday gesture we all make
without paying the necessary attention to it.
Our laptop is broken.
Or our cell phone, or the television.
We don't know what's wrong, but we've tried everything and it's blocked.
It just doesn't respond!
- [groans] Right. - [all chuckling]
Is there no solution?
Yes, there is.
We turn it off and we turn it on again.
And, like magic...
[happy guitar music playing]
it works again.
[people chuckling]
As simple as that.
We all know it, but no one wants to accept it.
Reset.
Start from zero.
Or rather, start from 0.000.000.000.1.
And that one, that one,
is us.
[people muttering]
And you're wondering, question,
- What makes us so special as to be chosen? - [people chattering]
The answer is simple.
Money! M-O-N-E-Y.
Yes, that's right, Mike. [chuckles]
- Money. - [cash register sound]
Because you have it, a lot of it.
And that's a good thing.
But even though you've already bought everything there is to be bought,
still, you feel empty, sad, bored.
There's something missing, isn't there?
[musical chime]
Love!
But love is not that wimpy thing we see in the movies.
No, love is the absolute conviction that something is good for you.
And, dear people, there is nothing better for you than being alive,
and loving yourselves!
Loving yourselves.
That's what it's all about.
Now, if any of this makes you uncomfortable, that's OK.
The door is always open.
However... this is gonna happen.
Tuesday, March 20th,
at 21:30 hours, during the spring equinox,
we will experience the final death rattles of this planet,
and then... nothing.
[faint, ominous music playing]
It's over.
- [scoffs] - [dramatic music playing over speakers]
Reset.
Now, you can be among the chosen, or you can watch from the outside.
The choice, as always...
is yours.
[muttering]
[faint, ominous music playing]
[tense music playing]
[door shuts]
[music stops]
- [in Italian] Sir, there's something... - [in Italian] No.
No? Why?
Let me at least...
Aren't you used to the fact that I know everything in your mind?
I'm told that they've taken Father Vergara from one of the palace dungeons.
Where are they taking him? What are you thinking of doing with him?
He betrayed me in thought. We do not need him.
Are you still delving into his soul?
Into his, yours and all human beings.
It's my job, Fabio.
I note a certain...
obstinacy in Vergara's case.
It's as if he were special to you.
Don't concern yourself, Fabio.
I'm not, Highness,
but Vergara is more necessary now than ever.
[quiet, mysterious music playing]
Don't you think?
[Angelo] Hmmmmm.
[sighs]
My 12 apostles.
I'd like you to meet Peter.
So to speak, "He upon whom I shall build my church."
- Come on up here, Reginald. - [applause]
[in English] Thank you. Mm. Thank you.
Forty years, 40 years in the making.
We knew what we were looking for, we found it,
but there was no way to put it into practice,
at least not by any means known to mankind.
That was a bit of a disappointment.
[inhaling] What many would consider to be a dead end,
a hopeless situation.
But one man did not give up.
Christian Barbrow did what he's done his entire life:
make the impossible possible.
Boy, and they say I pay him too much.
[all chuckling]
Thank you so much. Thank you.
My friend, you look fantastic.
Thank you.
[tense, dramatic music playing]
Billy, I need to be there within a half hour.
- [in English] Hey. Hey. - So, uh...
- Mr. Johnson. Excuse me. - Hold on, okay? Hold on a minute.
I just wanted to take the,
the opportunity to say hello and thank you for all the work you're doing.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
[chuckling] Hey, what are you doing?!
- Dr. Johnson doesn't want to be bothered. - Am I bothering you?
It's OK. Don't worry. Hold on one second.
This is intolerable.
- [grunts] Sorry. - [Reginald] Alright.
- I'm so sorry! Forgive me! - No, I'll be with a...
- Forgive me! - OK. I'm on it. I'm on it.
- Come with me. Come with me. - Stupid... God!
ROME, ITALY
[whistle blowing]
[alarm blaring]
Will they have found the body?
No. I don't think so.
[in Italian] Two cappuccinos. The bathroom?
[in Italian] First door on the left.
[faint, mysterious music playing]
[dramatic action music playing]
Come on.
[music becomes faint and tense]
[groaning]
[knocking]
- Open it. No other option. - No, fuck.
Paco!
[in Italian] What's this? The bathroom isn't for making love!
[people chattering]
[in Italian] Ahh! Thank you.
[siren blaring]
Your coffee, Father Lombardi.
[in Italian] Thank you.
[mysterious music playing]
[in Italian] Are you Lombardi?
You're Elena, aren't you? I've been waiting for you for a long time.
I am the real Lombardi, my dear.
[Merche] Salcedo, how did you find me?
It's my job, remember?
You'll get nothing from here. It's not like in the town.
- What do you know of Paco? - Excuse me?
[Merche] You're with him, aren't you? And with her.
I'm carrying out an investigation.
Nothing to do with any two-timing nonsense in the town.
Tell him I want to see him.
- I just told you... - His life is in danger!
Only I can save him.
[quiet, ominous music playing]
[speaking Latin]
[stops speaking]
[echoing thud]
[in Italian] But you're reading it in reverse.
Paco!
[in Italian] You can't read it like a normal book
or you lose your head, literally.
[mysterious music playing]
Oh no. There is no doubt.
The eyes of God.
Some call it so, but it has other names.
This is the Wormius translation
from the edition by Teodoro Philetas,
just like the one stolen from here, in the Vatican.
It's the finest.
Then there's the John Dee edition in the British Museum,
but it has many errors that make it quite unreliable.
But what does it say? What's so important?
It's a grimoire, Paco.
A what?
A book of spells.
Magical formulas based on mathematical principles.
A very unusual vision. It's hard to read.
Very hard.
The last page is impossible.
Each symbol is a number that, in turn, represents a sound,
making it indecipherable unless we know the language we're speaking.
- Latin? - No!
It doesn't work.
Luckily, a Danish mathematician and philologist
discovered ten years ago that it was an Inca dialect.
- Inca? - From Peru.
That's why nothing fit.
So...
they already know what it says.
No.
[mysterious choir music playing]
Not this final page.
One would need a computing capacity that does not currently exist.
There is a theory...
Some say it serves to summon no less than God.
[mysterious music playing]
The danger of such a spell
is that it could cause...
The end of everything.
I'm afraid so.
But deciphering this may take them years.
Or maybe they'll never succeed.
The problem is that the Danish mathematician...
- Has vanished. - Exactly.
[Paco] So, they can.
With the necessary energy, yes.
The 30 coins.
The suffering of God is the most powerful of all energies.
But I don't understand one thing:
What good does this book do us?
It explains how it's done, but also how to stop it.
- The antidote. - Uh-huh.
- [demons growl] - [ominous, dramatic music playing]
[people screaming, laughing and chattering]
[person screaming]
[indistinct chatter]
[demon mutters indistinctly]
[in Italian] Is it necessary to do this now?
[groaning]
[Sandro screams]
[gasping]
It's been a pleasure, my friend.
I love you very much.
[screams]
[mysterious music playing]
[fire roaring]
But what can we do?
Nothing for now.
Barbrow has the edge on us.
We must travel to stop the ritual and you will help me.
Travel where?
To Nazca, in Peru.
- But how do we know...? - That's a long story.
[mysterious music playing]
Barbrow acquired a petroglyph at an auction, he paid a fortune.
Hold on. Can someone tell me what a petroglyph is?
An enormous stone, Paco.
Ah-hah.
We need fake passports, ID papers,
driver's licenses...
Wait.
[ominous music playing]
- [gasps] - [grunts]
[whipping sound]
[Elena] Are you alright?
[both gasp]
[groaning]
[music stops]
[Angelo in Italian] Stop!
[fire roaring]
[panting]
[in Italian] Why?
[Santoro in Italian] Your Majesty!
Your Majesty!
I know, Santoro.
Now that Lombardi is dead...
You need me.
Let us return to the surface.
[siren blaring]
[tense music playing]
[dramatic action music playing]
[car tires screeching]
PEDRAZA, SPAIN
[groaning]
- [grunts] - [flies buzzing]
- [faint, ominous music playing] - [grunts]
Mmm.
[groans faintly]
[in Latin] Return to Earth
what was underneath.
Bring back to life what is dead.
[moaning]
[moans and whimpers]
[groans]
[strained groan]
- [gasps] - [ominous music playing]
[groans and gasps]
[grunts]
[groans]
[panting]
[gasping scream]
[breathes in deeply]
[laughing]
[in Spanish] I'm sorry to tell you that time has been cruel to your bodies.
- [laughing] - [Vergara and Santoro groan]
[wind blowing]
Reginald Johnson, PhD at Cambridge.
He worked for over three decades on the top European projects
in the field of physics.
This guy has to be linked to what we're investigating.
But what's wrong? I can't find the link.
And it's right in front of our fucking noses.
- They're together! They're back! - Who?
Those who were once enemies now walk together
and are here on Earth, among us!
It has a password.
Of course it has a password.
This man designed the satellite of the European Space Agency,
the Airbus, and he worked on the particle accelerator.
Sure it's got a fucking password. We may never find it in our fucking lives.
[distant thunder rumbling]
How are you?
And you?
I've been better.
[Vergara] Slow down.
Slow down.
[Santoro in Italian] Lady, where are we going?
Lady, where are we going?
PEDRAZA FUNERAL SERVICES
[in Spanish] Are we in such bad shape?
Right.
[in Spanish] Why did she bring us here?
I don't know.
So that we try to fix that look of yours.
Look at yourself.
You haven't seen yourself.
Fuck.
[groaning] Dead flesh.
Two rotting corpses,
that's what we are.
Nice way to come back to life.
Fuck.
"And on the third day they rose again..."
Holy scriptures are called "holy" for a reason.
Don't you respect anything?
Manuel, alive or dead or whatever you are now,
you're always so boring.
Let's go.
No, no, no. Wait.
We were brought here to fix our appearance.
We can't wander the world like this.
A long road awaits us.
That's true.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Look at this pretty lab.
- [distant thunder rumbling] - [clicks teeth]
[faint, tense music playing]
Let's go.
- What are you doing? - Making you look decent.
I'm going to shut that mouth.
You're getting it in my teeth.
You're so fussy, please!
[groans]
Right. Fuck.
I look like a clown.
Is this how you get revenge?
[scoffs] Revenge?
Yes.
What's that?
I can't feel anything.
- You stuck it in me? - Yes.
[grunts]
Interesting.
Interesting. It'll do us good.
Returning to Rome to snatch the book from Elena won't be easy.
To...? What did you say?
Uh... I mean, to protect her.
If she opens that book to at any page, she's dead.
- Listen to me. - What?
I killed you once,
I can do it again.
I want you to know that I don't trust you.
I don't trust you either, my friend.
Because of you I lost the 30 coins.
But I don't hold a grudge.
You've paid the price too.
[faint, tense music continues]
[stapling]
Close it up well, eh?
Try this on.
How do I look?
- Eh. - Right.
SEGOVIA, SPAIN
I'm not surprised that you went nuts the other day.
She's pretty cute, your wife.
Mature... [blows air] but well preserved. Mmm.
One of those who know what they have to do, you know what I mean?
If she comes back I don't mind giving it to her.
Because you, with the shit they're giving you, you should forget about it.
Let's go. Up you get!
[employees groan]
Oof. What an atmosphere here today!
I'll leave this guy here. He's going to play a game with you.
[faint, tense music playing]
Some tokens here...
Huh?
He's a bit limp, but when he wakes up he tells jokes and he's a riot.
Fernando. Fernando!
[Fernando] What's up with you?
[grunts]
Fernando. [grunts]
- Sole! - Here, give him one of these!
- Do we know what it is? - They use them to put my father to sleep.
You're going to get in trouble and I don't want to know about it.
You always side with authority.
Of course. Do you think I'm an idiot?
Let's get the fuck out of here! They're waiting for us!
- Let's go! - [groans]
[dramatic action music playing]
Hold it, hold it!
Let's go!
- Quietly, fuck! This way! - [cell phone ringing]
Salcedo? I can't talk right now.
Quiet.
- [loud thud] - [electronic bleeps]
- [Laguna] Fuck! - [Concha] What's wrong?
- It's not working! - Pass it again!
The strip is fucked!
It happens a lot in hotels.
Especially if you put it in your pocket with your phone.
- I can't believe this is happening now! - Laguna.
No, Max, we don't have time to try 500 combinations now.
What if we put a little tape on the card?
Shut up and let me think!
Do you think you're still a soldier? You're fucking crazy. Someone tell him.
- Sole! Sole! - [Rogelio] Sole? Sole!
[Ricardito] Sole! Sole, Sole.
Sole, come here, honey. Look at the lock.
Okay, it has a metal piece and a spring.
You just have to make it pop.
- But I... - I know what they did to you.
Since the Ouija, nothing's been the same as before, right?
No.
They think you have a power and I believe it too.
Concentrate, honey. You can do it.
Think...
Think about your father, what they've done to him.
Do you want him to go through it again?
- No. - No, right?
Then concentrate. Hm?
Think about how they burnt his hand just to see you raise the book.
- Can you feel it? OK. - Yes.
Now channel the anger, the anger you felt afterwards.
- I wanted to kill them. - Right, very good.
Now focus that anger on the lock.
You want to blow the lock to smithereens, to melt it.
Go, Sole. Sole, you can do it.
[gasping]
[screaming]
[explosion]
[Laguna] Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go, guys!
Quickly! Quickly!
[grunts]
Come on!
[screaming and groaning]
Let's go!
- [Laguna] Go! - [Concha] Run!
- [screams] Fuck! - [Laguna] Wait!
- [Laguna] Salcedo! - Let go of me, you bastard!
Let go of me, motherfucker!
[Laguna] We're in the basement! It has to be now!
[dramatic action music continues]
Let's go, quickly!
Run, run, run!
[Laguna] We're coming out of the parking lot.
- [grunts] - Salcedo, now!
Come now!
[Sole's father] Hurry! Don't lag behind!
[Laguna] Sole!
- [Sole] Dad! Dad! Dad! - [Sole's father] Sole!
[screaming]
[Sole's father] Run! My daughter!
[people screaming]
[Laguna] Come on!
- Come on! - [Salcedo] Let's go!
Hurry! Come on!
Antonio!
[Antonio] Up! Up! Come on!
- Come on! - Let's go, Julio!
Max got left behind.
Come on, old man, however fast you are
in your mind, you are slow.
Get in, go on!
Get up, Max!
- [Concha] Let's go! - [Enrique] Start the bus!
[engine starts]
[all shouting]
[grunts]
[dramatic action music continues]
[police siren blaring]
Who gave this woman a license? We're going to die!
You never drove like you had any balls.
My balls are in my throat now.
Shit. Take the wheel for a moment.
They're right. Ease up a bit.
Look in the fucking mirror.
I lose them at the next detour, or we're screwed.
[crying]
Relax.
[cell phone ringing]
It's Paco. Yes, Paco.
Salcedo. How do I put this in a few words?
It's all going bad.
Bad?
Bad, no. It's fucked.
Lombardi got killed.
They split him in half right in front of us.
Lombardi?
Lombardi was the only one that could translate this shit.
Translate what?
The book! Fuck!
These people are getting one step ahead of us.
- What's going on? - Some Lombardi guy got killed.
- But do they have the book? - Do you have a book?
Yes, but it doesn't matter, we don't know how to read it.
We can't keep ahead of these people.
They don't know what to do.
They can't read it. Hold on.
I may have a contact at the Ministry. I'll make some calls, OK?
- Now? - No, tomorrow when it's open.
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who reads it.
We have to find something else.
I loved this part.
We have to find a quiet place where we can hide. It has to be safe.
Talk to Antonio, maybe he'll think of something.
- Antonio, can you think of anything? - Pass me the phone.
Paco, can you hear me?
[Paco] Yes, Antonio.
Beware of people dressed in blue.
- What? - [doorbell rings]
[tense music playing]
Let me.
Good evening.
We're doing an evacuation drill.
You must go down to reception.
Thanks. We'll be down in a minute.
You're welcome.
They're here already.
- Who? - Didn't you see? She was all in blue.
- So? What does that mean? - Fuck.
I don't know. Antonio just warned me and that girl suddenly turns up.
Look, they're on the street!
[suspenseful music playing]
[elevator bell dings]
[water running]
[elevator bell dings]
[quiet, dramatic music playing]
THERMAL POOLS – EMERGENCY EXIT
[water dripping]
Come here, let's go.
[grunt]
[mysterious music playing]
[screams]
[music becomes ominous]
[muffled screams]
[grunts]
[gasps]
[muffled screams]
[music becomes dramatic]
[muffled screams]
[gasps]
[gasping]
Paco!
Paco! Paco!
- [spits] - [groans]
- [Paco groans] - [Merche screams]
- Paco! - [grunts]
[Merche gasping]
- [Paco] Where are we? - [Merche] We're together.
[distant chatter]
[panting]
[moaning]
There you are, my dear.
Ahhhh!
Cheers.
Mmm. Too bold?
No. No. I like it like this.
Mmm.
The coins shouldn't leave here until their time comes.
- This was important. - Important?
We didn't get the book back,
she's still free and now we're stuck with your husband.
Yeah, that's great success.
It is for me.
Exactly. For you.
Just for you.
For everyone else, he's of no interest.
You're wrong.
There is someone else who cares about him.
Elena?
She will come back for him. She always does.
[faint, mysterious music playing]
[laughing]
Well, I hope you're right.
Because time is running out.
For mistakes too.
[both chuckle]
- [Nico crying] - Ahhh.
Oh, Nico is having a nightmare.
No, stay, stay, stay, stay. He'll be fine.
It's just me.
I'm the nightmare.
[chuckles]
[mysterious music builds in intensity]
[music stops]
[dramatic action music playing]
[music ends]