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Pick up the phone!
Hey, Kasem.
This is a coincidence. What are you doing here?
You have something that doesn't belong to you.
I do?
The very expensive painting rolled up in the tube on your back.
Belongs to my boss.
I'm not really sure it belongs to him.
A bit ambiguous who it belongs to, isn't it?
Ambiguous.
It's open to a multiplicity of meanings, like confusing or vague or just unclear.
Let me make it not ambiguous.
Let me make it very clear.
Okay.
No need for any of that.
All right. Let me just find a place to pull over.
You got me a little boxed in here.
Careful.
Move. Excuse me. Excuse me.
Watch out. Sorry.
Excuse me.
Watch.
Watch out.
Hey, Luke. Where are you? The plane's ready to go.
Murph, I'm not gonna make it to the airport.
I need another way.
Luke? Hello?
Take the train out of Bangkok to Chiang Mai.
I'll meet you at the airfield.
Sorry. Yep. Sorry.
Honk, honk. Coming through. Honk, honk. Come on.
Sorry! Coming through.
Sorry.
Go, go, go, go, go.
Watch out.
You talk in your sleep.
So I've been told.
Anything…
scandalous?
Depends on your boundaries.
Nothing incriminating.
Let me try again.
Sadly, I don't think we have time for that.
Are we getting ahead of ourselves?
Should we start with names?
I think the less you know the better, Mr. Purdue.
You are not here on vacation.
No.
Business.
What business are you in?
I recover rare and unique paintings.
Sometimes in leather tubes.
Well, that's a coincidence.
So, where do we go from here?
I think you know where we go from here.
I'm the hand of mercy.
My associates are the hand of judgment.
You choose.
Well, there's a third option.
- There is? - Yes.
You have foolishly overlooked my team of lethal bodyguards.
Don't be fooled by their innocuous appearance.
They are each a wolf in sheep's clothing.
So, either you surrender now,
or I will be forced to release my dogs of war.
I think I like my chances.
Well…
hand of mercy it is then.
I do like a happy ending.
You're not with Kasem?
Who's Kasem?
- Luke? - Murph, train didn't work out either.
Wait. What?
Oh, no.
What else you got?
Just give me a second.
There's a bus stop about an hour's walk from where you are.
Just come pick me up.
No more motorbikes. No more trains.
Not interested in walking.
I'm not interested in buses.
Murph, you have to come pick me up.
From the house on Strathmore Gardens,
Mr. Cross would like the carpets in the front hall,
the portrait, the grandfather clock, the drawing room couch, the--
The green couch?
You hate the green couch.
If we may continue.
Harold, this isn't what we agreed on.
We agreed to settle this amicably with a neutral mediator.
Don't be so naive, Charlotte.
Where did you think we were going to end up?
Well, not on the 17th floor being ambushed by your lawyer.
It is what it is. We are where we are.
Well, I don't care about furniture,
but we are not going to squabble over the custody of our son.
You should get yourself a lawyer.
Emily, can you please lock up the west wing?
I'm gonna go check on the Holbein restoration.
- Okay. See you later. - See you.
It's a remarkable painting.
Wonderful silk slippers.
Luke, why are you in England?
Charlotte, it's been almost a year.
Can't a brother drop in to see his kid sister?
How's the family?
- Young Thomas? - He's wonderful.
He's also brilliant.
- And the husband? Henry? - Harold.
Not so brilliant.
Turns out he's as loyal as a tomcat.
I'm sorry to hear that.
But you are a masterpiece, and he is a monkey.
I could've told you it wouldn't work out.
Not today, Luke. It's too raw.
Are you in trouble again?
Charlotte, do you think this is really what you should be doing?
Oh, thank God. I'm saved. You're a life coach now.
Don't mention it. It's a brother's duty.
I like what I do, and I'm good at it.
No, I know that's what you have to tell yourself,
but the three of us, we had such great adventures.
Don't you miss that?
Yeah, but that was ten years ago.
Dad died, I was raising a baby,
juggling a job, and I had to grow up.
Not exactly sure what happened to you.
Well, you call yourself a curator,
but I think there's a unnatural split in the Holy Family.
Between the Virgin Mary and the baby Jesus.
- No, there isn't. - Yes, there is.
In the Levenstede the Younger.
- I can't see anything. - Really?
Take a look between the two angels, and then between their halos.
Follow that line straight through our baby Savior into his ten,
tiny but fat, pink toes.
And there, in the blue velvet…
you'll find it.
Luke!
What are you doing?
Luke!
Luke! Don't do this to me!
Luke! What is this?
You've been in the country ten minutes. What, did you steal this too?
You give that painting back.
I will, but first, get in and you can have it back.
No.
- It's now or never. - No.
You're not gonna make it outta here.
Well, you underestimate my choice in cars.
Give the painting back.
Oh, come on, Charlotte.
- You're not here for that. - Luke, listen to me. Give it back.
You don't want the painting back.
You want your old life back.
Sorry!
Sweet baby Jesus.
And his fat little toes.
This has to stop.
Murph, catch.
Deb, are we good?
We're all good.
Deb!
You're still working with Dad's old team?
Deb. Murphy.
Charlotte.
What are you doing to my painting?
He's wearing gloves.
Nothing has changed.
You've got your prize, and tomorrow, it still won't be enough.
It's an arrival fallacy.
You keep telling yourself you'll be satisfied
when you're holding that trophy in your hands, but you never will be.
You're just chasing a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.
Well, at least I believe in something.
You've outsmarted yourself into not even believing that there can be a pot.
You've chosen comfort and predictability, and you've put your entire life on hold.
But, Charlotte, life is about the adventure.
People don't climb mountains to just get to some treasure at the top.
And no, I can't reconcile Dad's great mystery
about why the journey's more important than the prize,
but I do know that you have to go on the journey.
Murph?
- There's nothing there. - That's not good.
What's not good?
Nothing.
I'm sorry.
To both of you. It's been a long day.
- Stop. - Charlotte, you're right and I'm wrong,
and you're my sister and I love you.
I'm gonna make all this right.
You can have your painting. I'll take you back.
But I can see you're doing that thing.
I just need you to breathe.
When she's mad, you stop breathing.
Come on. We'll do it together, right?
I love you. Do you forgive me?
- No. - Okay.
Well, we're just gonna breathe.
Let's all close our eyes.
And on three. One, two, three.
- Luke. - It's plausible deniability.
Will you help me get her up?
Hi.
Hey.
Are you okay?
Yeah?
You sure?
Okay.
Forgive what seems like an inquisition, but you are curator of this museum,
and you've been missing for a few hours.
For the last time, if I were involved in this crime,
do you really think I'd return to the scene of the crime?
Well, you wouldn't be the first criminal that has.
There's a well-known cliché that supports that phenomenon.
And you are?
Special Detective Jamal Abbas, Interpol.
Charlotte Purdue, wrongfully accused.
Did you know your brother's linked to a string of high-profile art thefts?
That, he did not mention.
- What did he mention? - I tried to stop him for obvious reasons.
I saw that on the security footage.
Can you at least tell me where he is?
If I knew where he was, I assure you you'd be the first to know
as he's put me in a somewhat awkward position.
I'm desperate neither for incarceration nor unemployment.
Well, allow me to assist.
But if it later transpires that you're being somewhat disingenuous--
I would not dare be mendacious with an official
dressed in that houndstooth.
Well, thank you for noticing.
It's wasted on most suspects.
What else did he steal?
- Is there a pattern? - I'm sorry.
Are you a detective as well as a curator?
It doesn't appear that I need to be.
Looks like your work here is done.
I heard what happened.
Thomas is staying with me.
- Harold. - You're an accessory in an art heist.
Jesus.
My solicitor will be in touch about revised custody.
Please don't do this.
- It's done. - Mum.
Hey, sweetie.
You're gonna stay with Dad a few extra nights, okay?
Is everything all right?
It will be.
Yeah, it's all right. Go on. Go play music. Go on.
Thank you.
- Charlotte. - Murph.
How are ya?
Not that happy actually.
Where is he?
Luke!
Lukie!
Oh, Luke!
Okay.
- She seems quite warm… - Luke!
…so keep the cat in the bag until I release it, yeah?
Great.
Charlotte, you look fantastic.
No thanks to you.
- Me? What did I do? - Quite a lot actually, Luke.
- Deb. - Charlotte.
And you are?
I'm Owen Carver.
- And you do? - I do the money.
And which genius will explain to me why I am now unemployed?
- You should tell her. - Not yet.
We're looking for the Fountain of Youth.
Oh, please no.
Not this again.
What did I just say about the cat in the bag?
Cat wasn't happy in the bag.
And you're paying for this?
Guilty as charged.
Your motivation being more money?
Power?
Spectacular face cream?
I'm dying. Liver cancer.
Awkward.
If the Fountain restores youth and health, maybe it can save me.
Luke, are we going to discuss this sensitive matter
in private or with the room?
In the room, please.
So my brother has sold you on the idea
that there's some snake oil super juice at the end of this journey?
No. I sold him.
Oh, I see.
Then allow me to clothe the elephant that is stumbling around this room.
You are proposing that there is a literal liquid
that expresses itself through a magical fountain that, once consumed,
gives access to an eternal bliss-filled life.
Oh, Charlotte, you and I both know
that there's a seed of truth cloaked within every myth, metaphor, or fable.
Herodotus wrote about it.
The Mahabharata talks about it.
Alexander the Great traveled the world looking for it.
I know the stories.
No. One story. Five continents.
Dozens of cultures over thousands of years.
And I'm still wondering why you stole my Rembrandt.
- I returned it. - Got me fired.
And now you are free to help us.
Don't you dare.
Don't you tell me that your primal curiosities
are not piqued by the great mysteries.
There is a ninth-century Tibetan scroll that posits the location of the Fountain,
but it also says that that location is being hidden from man by God.
We believe knowledge of the location was passed down in pieces
from generation to generation amongst the most learned families of the times.
These people were called Protectors of the Path,
and their job is to keep that path concealed at all costs.
And has anyone ever met any of these Protectors?
I may have had a little tussle with one in Thailand.
Well, if the Protectors and God thought that this should be kept secret,
maybe there's a reason.
Charlotte, anything of value is protected.
By God?
The bigger the prize, the bigger the protection.
The myth of the Fountain says it will tempt you
with everything you've ever desired in the palm of your hands.
All you have to do is drink.
Infinite health, wealth and beauty.
But where there is life, there is also death.
Charlotte, this could be the most important
archaeological discovery in history,
and our family name will be synonymous with its discovery.
In the 1600s, six artists made a pact to reveal the location.
Each one hid a clue in their paintings.
Behold Caravaggio's The Taking of Christ.
Rubens's The Descent From the Cross.
Wildens's Christ and Disciples On the Road to Emmaus.
Velázquez's Christ Crucified.
El Greco's Christ Carrying the Cross,
and look who it is.
Your Rembrandt, Head of Christ.
The El Greco was stolen from the Gardner Museum in Boston in 1990,
and it's been missing since then, so good luck with that.
Missing no more.
Found it in Thailand.
Jesus.
Yeah, carrying the cross.
You have a compulsion.
Some might call it a skill.
Sickness.
- Talent. - Pathology.
Okay, it's a gift.
Each canvas is marked on the back with invisible dye
and a secret signature which reads, "Sex et unum."
Six and one.
Six canvases, one path.
Each is also marked with a different letter:
D, K, C, I, E.
We just haven't figured out what they mean yet.
Now I understand why I'm here.
Do you?
Why are you here?
I'm here to help you solve your little riddle.
Why would I need you?
You don't like my Rembrandt.
Why don't I like your Rembrandt?
There's no markings on the back.
Why are there no markings on the back?
It's a forgery.
It's not a forgery.
I did a computational analysis on the brushstrokes.
It's definitely a Rembrandt.
It's a Rembrandt. It's just not the Rembrandt.
He often made duplicates of his own work.
You stole the wrong Rembrandt.
Yeah, and you know where the real one is.
Not my business.
But my son is my business, and thanks to you, I could now lose custody of him.
Then let me help you.
I have a whole army of highfalutin lawyers.
Help me save my life, I'll help you keep your son.
And what if you're wrong about this little adventure?
Then at least I'll have had a little adventure.
Thought that'd work.
You might wanna check Alfred Gwynne Vanderbilt.
He was known to have a passion for Rembrandt.
I am going to the library.
Something smells good.
That is the exotic aroma of danger.
But if you're here and I'm not dead, is this a date?
No.
I'm actually here to help you avoid getting hurt or anyone else getting hurt.
Is that really why you're here?
The train.
- I felt it. - Oh, you did?
I'm glad someone felt something.
- Drink? - No.
I won't be here for long.
That's a shame.
You're a child flying a kite in a lightning storm.
That's an oddly dramatic metaphor.
It's an appropriate one.
And the storm is more charged than you think it is.
Do you even know why it's hidden?
Do you even know what it is?
No, but I'm very curious to find out.
Well, we all know what curiosity did to the cat in spite of all its lives.
Do you think the fountain is literal?
Metaphorical, allegorical, metaphysical, or anagogical?
Do you think we should just get the kiss out of the way now?
No. All right. We'll come back to that.
I think it's valuable.
And I really appreciate that you're always looking out for my well-being.
It's not your well-being we're interested in.
- There's a "we"? - Stop it now, or we will stop you.
All of you.
Which means that I will see you again.
My God, she smells good.
He's quite good, isn't he?
Thanks for the Vanderbilt tip.
What are you here to steal now? A child's trumpet?
We actually dug through the archives,
so now we know where the real Rembrandt is.
You're conning this poor man Owen.
No. No conning.
It's actually all his idea. He came to find Dad, he got me.
You're filling him with false promises, and he's drinking it up.
That's called hope.
What's wrong with that?
Apart from the dubious morality?
It's a crime, dummy.
Interpol's after you.
For what? Stolen art?
Please.
Look, the fact is, Owen came to us with an honest-to-goodness quest.
It's giving him a new lease on life. How can that be bad?
He's happy.
Harold says I was never happy.
Was he right?
Sounds like you should come with us.
- It's not that easy. - Isn't it?
Yeah!
- Uncle Luke. - That was incredible.
Look at you. Wait. Something's missing.
What happened to your beard?
You made a big impression on him last time.
- He asks about you a lot. - Is that true?
Are you still going on adventures?
Yes, I am.
In fact, I just asked your mom if she'd come on this one with me.
What do you think?
Mum doesn't really do adventures.
Thomas.
- I better get going. - Yeah. Go.
He's a good kid.
So you really think you're gonna find a magic pool of water at the end of this?
I don't know, but I think you wanna find out.
Oh, cap.
Well, we all know that
Lusitania was the largest cruise liner in the world.
During World War I, a German U-boat sank her,
killing over 1,000 souls aboard.
One of those souls was the great Vanderbilt himself.
When you said you found the Rembrandt,
I didn't expect it to be at the bottom of the North Atlantic.
Neither did we.
But unluckily for us and for him,
when Alfred Vanderbilt decided to buy it in 1915,
he brought it with him on the Lusitania.
And it's still down there in a watertight safe.
First-class passengers
kept their safes in the purser's strong room
located in the front portion of the wreck.
We've attached flotation tanks that'll bring that portion up above crush depth
then to the surface.
Seafloor pressure.
Pressure at seafloor is 3.14.
ROV is one to 12. Flotation tanks secured.
All right. The flotation tanks are in place.
Captain says there's a storm coming in.
We've got about two hours before it hits us.
And once that storm hits, we can't keep her afloat.
We can wait it out.
- How long? - Twenty hours maybe.
- What do you wanna do? - We should go now.
Copy that.
- Bring her up. - Copy that.
Once she reaches 100 feet, they're gonna stabilize her,
then bring her up to the surface.
She's all yours after that.
All right. Let's go.
Oh, hello. Where did this come from?
What you're doing is not insignificant.
I wouldn't mind being part of that significance.
Plus, I spent most of my night
figuring out where the purser's strong room is on the Lusitania.
Did you really?
Look who's back, Lottie-Lou.
The Lusitania's at a hundred feet.
Counterweights are deployed.
She'll breach in about two minutes.
All right. You heard her. Let's get dressed.
- Did you hear that? - What?
First footsteps in over a hundred years.
Luke, we're standing by. You two kids be careful.
All right. I got this.
Follow me.
Door, please.
Reminds me of that apartment when we were students in Paris.
Similar. This is less damp.
Careful now. That sounded like levity.
Don't want you having any fun.
Remember the last time we were on a boat together?
Ecuador?
Putumayo River.
Dad was looking for the gold mask of the Inti sun god.
Poor guy never found it.
Yes, he did. I can still see him wearing it.
What are you talking about? You wouldn't remember anything.
You were hallucinating after licking that toad's back.
Maybe there's a reason Dad told me some things he didn't tell you.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
If he found it, then why aren't we rich?
He found it. He didn't take it.
It's not all about money, Luke.
Unless you're getting divorced.
- Harold's a dick. - He is a dick.
Radar contact.
- Something incoming. - What is it?
Speed it's moving implies it's a helicopter.
The Coast Guard?
If it was, you'd have expected them to have hailed by now.
We need to get Luke and Charlotte on the radio.
Luke. Come in, Luke.
- You sure we're going the right way? - Yeah. I'm sure.
Oh, yeah.
- If you want, I can just have a look. - You wanna teach me how to read a map?
No. I was just gonna say there's a right way and a wrong way.
Luke, I need you to come in. There's--
Someone's jamming our signal.
We need to get eyes on this. Let's get upstairs.
All right. Through these doors is the purser's strong room.
Do you think it's anything like this purser's strong room?
Never would've found it without you, huh?
Don't take anything that isn't yours.
We're not thieves.
Now where do we begin?
Maybe the one that says Vanderbilt.
Clue's in the name.
That ain't the Coast Guard.
Who is it then?
I don't know, but I bet they want what we want.
There she is.
That is the sister I know.
All right.
Fireball.
Luke, come in.
Yahtzee!
Bring the tea.
No! We're not grave robbers.
Look. The airbag's failing. They don't have long.
Is that a helicopter?
I don't remember having a helicopter with us.
Oh, no.
Hello.
Again.
- Hello again. - "Hello again"?
What's going on here?
I'm hurt. You've not mentioned me?
We've been pretty busy.
Well, we both know why I'm here.
I don't know why you're here. Why are you here?
Forgive me. I'm here for yet another painting.
Well…
we both know when we've been outgunned.
We're hit!
Don't you move!
Luke!
Give me the painting.
Buckle up. We're going back to base.
Give me the painting.
I can't do that.
Are you really gonna make me put a gun to your sister's head?
Give her the painting, Luke.
- She's not gonna hurt you. - No, I am going to hurt her.
Just let me think.
What are you thinking about?
I'm thinking that--
Luke!
I'm thinking that we can work this out.
Give me the painting.
No!
Luke!
Told you it'd be an adventure.
You good?
I'm alive, if that's what you mean.
Success?
You got it?
Yes, we got it.
Hey. We good?
Of course, we're not good.
She wasn't gonna kill you.
- How do you know? - Because if she killed you,
she still wouldn't have the painting. I had the painting.
Well, that was a hell of a risk to take with my life.
It wasn't a risk.
It was a calculation.
She seemed upset, right?
Who?
You're a clever boy.
So, how's the adventure going?
I think it's maybe a little too adventurous for me.
Well, you are pretty boring.
Hey. Watch it, mister.
What? Boring can be cool.
Thomas.
Dad needs to talk to you.
Okay.
Say hi to Uncle Luke for me.
I need you to take Thomas for a bit.
When? For how long?
Tomorrow and for quite a long time.
I've signed a new contract to go to Japan.
That sounds serious. But I repeat, for how long?
For about a year.
A year?
I'm consulting for Carver Enterprises in Tokyo.
Owen Carver?
How do you know?
Never mind. But of course I'll take him. I'll pick him up tomorrow.
Sounds like good news.
What do you want? Still not talking to you.
Are you still mad about the Lusitania?
Charlotte, any journey worth going on--
Don't do that.
Don't do what?
Don't give me the value of the journey speech as an excuse.
That woman held a gun to my head.
She's fiery, isn't she?
She's one of the Protectors. The one I had the run-in with in Thailand.
When you say "run-in,"
do you mean that weird, dysfunctional chemistry you two had going on?
When you say "chemistry," do you mean, like, attraction?
Like, she's attracted to me?
Oh, please. There's a reason you're still single.
Really? Well, the pot doth call the kettle black.
You know what, let's just focus on the positives.
Sounds like you got your son back. Mazel tov. Come on. We need your help.
So, where are we?
We now have all the pieces of the path but no starting point,
so it's meaningless without context.
It could literally be any place on Earth.
Vanderbilt's Rembrandt revealed the letter V,
so we have all the letters.
I'm pretty sure it's an anagram. It'll tell us where to start.
Murph already tried matching them by the names of cities from 500 years ago.
Nothing there.
Maybe the letters aren't a place. Maybe they're a number.
Like a substitution code.
Let's try celestial navigation.
Let's see if the path matches up to any constellations.
All right.
I'm not getting anything remotely close.
Wait. Sex et unum is in Latin. It's written on every painting.
In Latin, V is W.
Nice. Okay.
Murph, switch the V for a W and run it again.
You feeling all right?
Good days and bad days. Thanks.
Okay, so there's only one word that works.
"Wicked."
The paintings were completed in the early 1600s
and who was on the English throne in the early 1600s?
King James.
Six and one.
And wicked?
The Wicked Bible.
There she is.
I don't follow.
Six and one is a reference to King James.
He was the sixth James to be king of Scotland
and the first James to be king of England.
He was the king of both at the same time, so he is six and one.
The King James Bible is called the King James Bible
because he was the one who commissioned it.
And its lesser-known evil twin is the Wicked Bible.
Okay. Go on.
In 1631, an edition was printed of the Bible with a mistake.
It had an unusual anomaly in the Commandments.
The word "not" was omitted from "Thou shalt not commit adultery."
So, the verse instead read…
"Thou shalt commit adultery."
And that's why it's known as the Wicked Bible.
But what if it wasn't a mistake?
What if it was a deliberate way to mark specific copies of the Bible
that hold the key to understanding the path?
Sometimes it's painfully obvious that we're related.
We need to get one of those Bibles.
Well, most of them were destroyed. They're heretical.
Not all destroyed.
I think I might know where one is.
Hands where I can see 'em.
You two, other side of the table. Move.
Charlotte Purdue. "Wrongfully accused."
Detective Abbas.
"If I knew where he was, you'd be the first to know."
Nah, no need to introduce yourselves.
I've been following you all for the past year and a half.
I know more about you than you know about each other.
Luke and Charlotte Purdue,
children of the esteemed archaeologist Harrison Purdue.
And I see his old team's here as well with one notable addition.
Owen Carver.
You two have somehow turned your father's prestigious and legitimate concern
into an international criminal enterprise.
You're responsible for stealing six priceless masterpieces
on four different continents, and unfortunately for you,
we now find ourselves with the thieves and the paintings all under one roof.
The El Greco, the Velázquez,
the Wildens, Rubens.
Look, Charlotte. Another Rembrandt.
And somewhere around here is a Caravaggio.
Get down on knees. All of you now. Now!
Now!
That includes you too, Mr. Policeman.
I'm not happy, Luke. You make me come long way to find you.
Find me? I've been trying to find you.
Kasem, you gotta pick up your phone.
You stole my boss's painting. You make me look very bad.
Now you for chop-chop.
You think I'm dumb, which makes you dumb.
I'm not dumb. I'm smart.
I follow him. Mr. Interpol, Mr. Boss Man.
He very clever. He find you, but he's not so clever to know I track him.
- Now I find you. - And your painting's right there.
You let these four go, and you can take it.
You'll still have me, and I can make you very rich.
How you do that if you dead?
Look, I'm very sorry that you had to work so hard,
but your skill and your tenacity clearly paid off.
Take a look around.
There's five paintings in here. You can have them all.
Well, now, they're mine anyway.
Not one.
Caravaggio.
And that is the big f… shining cherry on top of all the other five cherries.
So, you let these four go, and I'll tell you where it is.
Okay.
You four. Go.
- Luke. - Don't argue.
- Is this a good idea? - Just do as you're told.
Where is it?
It's right over…
here.
Luke is getting away!
All clear?
Luke.
Luke!
Don't drink.
Luke!
Luke, drink.
Oh, my God.
You realize you still talk in your sleep, right?
So I keep being told.
I'm now a fugitive of justice.
Thankfully, my son is now with me on the lam.
Wow. Is that two?
Three. Just getting started.
Well, it took some time, but we finally found
that sense of adventure you've been lacking.
Found or forced into that sense of adventure?
I thought my next adventure was going to be raising a family
but turned out that was trickier than I expected.
You should try it sometime.
I don't envy your situation. But I am sorry about the marriage.
I thought he would change.
Turns out, despite my best efforts, he has all the characteristics of a dog.
So, does that mean he could lick his own--
Except the loyalty.
Loyalty.
Husband, cheater. Boo.
Free champagne. Yeah.
Well, look at her now. Back in the saddle.
I'm back on the trail.
You knew I was gonna get in that car.
Charlotte, I know you better than you know you.
Ever since we were kids, even when you said no to an adventure,
what you really mean was yes.
If you would always just let me help you.
No. Let me help you help me.
Now was that three glasses or three bottles?
What?
Okay.
What do you think you're gonna get from this fountain?
Nothing.
Dad. Recognition. He deserves it.
What? He didn't insist upon it, but I will.
After what he achieved, the world owes it to him
and our family name deserves to be revered.
I don't need reverence.
Dad certainly doesn't need reverence, 'cause he's dead.
Well, that's unkind.
So what you're really saying is, you need reverence.
No. That's not what I meant.
I know you better than you know you.
I don't think you do because I don't drink champagne.
Excuse me, could we have the bottle please? Thanks.
Thank you.
I see. Just warming up.
Now you put me on the adventure, let me enjoy the adventure.
- I really don't like leaving him. - He's fine. He's with a billionaire.
What's that supposed to mean?
Some of it might rub off.
All right, Murph, you stay out here.
Well, in that case, here. Take these. Put 'em in your ears.
- We'll stay in touch. - Great.
Librarian incoming.
- Mr. Purdue, I assume. - Yes.
I am the head of the rare books department.
It's a great pleasure to welcome you and your team.
Mr. Carver has been quite generous.
Ms. Purdue, may I just say,
your paper on Picasso's pre-cubist work was phenomenal.
Thank you.
Wunderbar.
Yeah, so would you like to follow me?
So, just keep a lookout for police or assassins, Mafia.
- Monkeypox. - Four horsemen.
Angina.
- Ebola. - Rabies.
- Babies? - I said rabies.
This is the best restaurant in Vienna.
I'm sure they'll take great care of you.
I will now leave you in peace, but before I go,
may I say the board was thrilled
to receive such a generous donation to the library.
You're very welcome.
Please thank them for accommodating my research team.
Well, I will relay the sentiment.
- Auf Wiedersehen. - Bye.
Do you want a drink?
Or do you want a drink?
No, I'm fine for the moment. Thank you.
I hear you're some sort of musical prodigy.
That's what I'm told.
I get the feeling you're not one for small talk.
I get a similar feeling.
My mother said you're rich. Do you mind if I pry?
The floor is yours.
How rich are you?
Embarrassingly rich.
Does it start with a B?
- Yes, it does. - Do you have a boat?
Yes, I do.
- How big? - 120 meters.
- Do you have a plane? - You were just on my plane, and I have…
- Impressive. - Not necessarily.
There are planes and then there are planes.
You were on the baby one.
Now, it's my turn.
One moment.
You did say the floor was mine.
Uh-huh.
Are you satisfied?
Of course not.
Did you set me up? That was good.
Fräulein, two glasses of champagne.
So, our private collection is kept back here.
Not many people get to see this.
The Wicked Bible is our crown jewel.
Now, are you interested in something specific?
I'll let you guess.
I assume, like everybody else,
you would like to see the infamous misprint
in the Ten Commandments, yes?
"Thou shalt commit adultery."
That is what makes it wicked.
In fact, it is not the only thing.
There is another misprint in Deuteronomy 5.
"Behold, the Lord our God hath shown us his glory and his great ass."
Well, I think we're all looking forward to seeing that.
Please.
Remember you're tourists, not tough guys.
Okay, there's been a development.
Luke, your girlfriend's here with an army of pals.
- Well, that's complicated. - What do you wanna do?
- Sorry, what is complicated? - Leave it to me.
Leave what to you?
Could you direct me to the little boys' room?
Got anything?
Nothing yet. Are you sure he's here?
He'll be here. He's just good at blending in.
All exits are blocked.
Where is that vicious bitch?
Well, that was easy.
Good. You made it.
Looking for a book?
You know they're all in German?
Do you have recommendations?
Nietzsche.
Not many happy endings there.
Strangely just like being abandoned on a sinking ship.
You know, I did mean to say I'm sorry about that.
But Nietzsche said that what doesn't kill you…
only makes you more angry.
Well, on that note.
Okay.
Guns or knives, butch?
I have a scarf.
Better for me. But I'll give you a fighting chance.
Clearly I was kidding.
Hey.
Sorry.
My sister thinks--
I'm sorry.
As I was saying.
My sister thinks this is a dysfunctional relationship.
I think your sister's right.
Stop making this so complicated
otherwise I'm gonna have to kill you.
"Otherwise"? You just tried to stab me in the eye with a knife.
That was just to slow you down.
It was?
Well, I apologize because I clearly misunderstood.
Friends?
- You don't want what you're looking for. - Okay.
All right. I think I bought us a minute.
Can someone cut me down?
Okay, they've covered all the exits.
We're gonna need to go to plan B.
Any joy?
No joy.
Well, that's disappointing. Deb, plan B.
Plan B.
You smell that?
No.
I can smell it.
Oh, God. That smells like smoke.
- I smell smoke. - What?
Smoke? I don't smell smoke.
You have to close your eyes. Breathe in deep.
What are you doing?
We can't do this here. It'll take too long.
Oh, no. I did not sign up for this.
We were supposed to find the thing we need and then leave.
Now this very nice librarian
is unconscious on the f… Is she dead?
She's not dead.
What? And now you're gonna steal another precious cultural artifact?
Charlotte, we are not in the zoo. We are in the jungle.
We're not in a jungle. We're in a public library.
The point is, what we're doing is unpredictable
and when the situation changes, you have to change with it.
That is why I always have a good plan B.
No, you're not listening to me.
This is just like it was on the Lusitania.
I didn't agree then to be attacked by a dysfunctional woman
- who was trying to kill us… - You were right about her.
…and I do not agree now to be complicit in gassing a woman
and-and stealing religious literature.
It was a spray.
Look, this is a very unique situation, and it's uncomfortable. I get it.
But it's also part of the adventure, so no good journey
doesn't have its hurdles and obstacles to overcome.
Yes, but not when the journey ends in jail.
We're not going to jail.
- How do you know? - Because I've done this a lot,
and it never ends in jail.
Sometimes it ends in jail.
- Deb, please stick to your bomb. - Bomb?
It's not a bomb.
Bombs are for children. It's a controlled directional explosive.
Three, two…
one.
Oh, shit.
And Daddy bird is leaving the nest.
All right. I'll be waiting for you over at the fountain exit.
All right. Grab your stuff. Off we go.
Where is my Bible?
I'll take you for a spin in the big plane
if you don't tell your ma about the champagne.
Now, if you stay close to me, there's absolutely no reason to be scared.
Scared about what?
Get in.
It's probably best not to tell her about the fight either.
- Happy ending. - Praise the Lord.
What's that smell?
Uncle Luke thought it'd be fun to crawl through a sewer.
Don't let her convince you it's her first time.
What about you boys?
We had a lovely Wiener schnitzel, didn't we?
And a bottle of champagne.
Champagne?
Champagne's only 12%.
And then Owen had to beat two guys up.
It was quite surprising and impressive.
Owen did what now?
The Protectors only wanted me. He was never in any danger.
They attacked you?
It's not as dramatic as it sounds.
Not strictly true. It was quite dramatic.
Luke.
- He seems fine. - Yeah, Mum, I'm fine.
There is nothing fine about this.
Have you washed your hands?
Come with me.
- Are you drunk? - What are you talking about? I'm 11.
Drink?
We need to find Owen Carver.
We need trackers on every plane, car, and boat he owns.
So, where are we?
All right. So we scanned the Bible twice, and there's nothing in the text proper.
But in the gilding on the pages,
we've isolated a 1,029 digit repeating pattern
that's constructed using only the digits one to seven.
A code?
Whoever created it had to use a system that anyone can understand
regardless of language or culture.
Numbers.
The problem is we've tried rotation ciphers, transpositions,
even asymmetric key ciphers.
Nothing works.
- You can't crack it? - We will.
We will.
Are you sure the code's numerical?
Where are you going?
This was a mistake.
Okay. Is this about the sewers? I'm sorry.
Thomas shouldn't be here.
I understand. I do.
And given what's happened, I'm sure you're very frightened.
But the truth is, this is good for him.
This is real life.
What with the setback and the hardships, and it's like Dad said,
the reward is the journey, not the prize at the end of it.
That's the credo I live by.
No, it isn't.
You've taken what Dad did,
and you've corrupted it into blatant criminality.
All you care about is the prize at the end and the glory that goes along with it.
You're obsessed with it, Luke. That's not what Dad was talking about.
It almost feels like that's been brewing a bit.
I'm not doing this.
No, because you live by his ethos every day, right?
I'm sorry my life isn't exciting and showy.
But you know what it was? It was safe until you showed up.
- Safe? - Yes.
Where's the joy? You're not even on a journey.
Be honest. You've been happier in the last five days
than you have in the last five years. Yeah? Yeah.
And Dad?
He'd be embarrassed of you at a museum.
You're not a curator. You're an exhibit.
Come on.
Dad was all we had in common.
Now he's gone, looks like we have nothing.
That's a bit… Charlotte.
- Let's go, Thomas. - Charlotte.
Mum. Mum, wait.
How serious is this?
Not at all.
Can we keep going please?
- Mum! - Merci.
- I'm sorry. I know you've had a hard day. - But Mum--
I'm gonna find us a hotel. I'm gonna get you some dinner and then--
- Mum! - What?
It's not maths.
The pattern they found. It's not maths.
It's no good, Luke. The code's a brick wall.
Then we've gone wrong somewhere. We're missing something.
Hey.
- Hello. - No. I don't wanna hear it.
Sorry.
Thomas.
These seven digits aren't numbers.
They're musical notes.
What?
Most universal language there is.
And for the record,
an 11-year-old figured that out where the experts struggled.
Can you write the notes down?
I can do better than that.
Murph.
Play it again, Thomas.
Okay, I got it.
The song is called "Water in the Desert."
It's old. Nobody knows who wrote it,
but it honors the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.
Could you show me a map?
Now highlight the Seven Ancient Wonders of the World.
Lay the path from the paintings on top.
All six points line up… except one.
Six and one. The seventh location.
And there's only one Ancient Wonder left in the world.
The Pyramids of Giza.
Thomas.
Pack your bags.
What do you mean pack your bags?
We're going to Egypt.
We can't just drop everything and go to Egypt.
- Well, we could. - No.
You said it was about the journey, not the reward.
No one is going anywhere unless there's some kind of security.
I totally agree.
So just to reassure you, it's already taken care of.
I have a whole team on standby. They can travel with us.
I promise you I'll keep him safe.
What am I saying? No. Even with security, no way.
Luke.
If you get the opportunity to drink from the Fountain, will you?
I think you have me confused
with the terminally ill gentleman looking for a cure.
What exactly do you know about Owen Carver?
I know that none of this would be possible without him.
He said he was gonna use his lawyers to get me my son back
and instead he relocated my ex-husband halfway across the world.
And are we not grateful for this?
He should've consulted me. Thomas can't see his father at all now.
You know how he made his money, right?
He takes over companies like he's declaring war on Europe in the 1930s.
Okay, well that was then and this is now.
People change when they're dying.
I think he wants to make amends for his avarice and for his greed.
I think he wants to leave behind a positive legacy.
I think he just wants to drink and get better.
I just hope he's not intending to bottle it and sell it.
Go to sleep.
I have failed, sir.
No. You haven't failed until they succeed.
They have the Bible.
That's unfortunate.
Do they know what to take from it?
He'll work it out.
Well, in the 400 years since it's been printed, no one ever has.
He's different.
He'll succeed.
Let me remind you that he can't succeed.
And let me remind you of your inherited legacy to protect mankind from itself.
There's a reason why the Fountain was hidden.
And there's a reason why, for thousands of years,
we have ensured that it remain that way.
It is simply too powerful, dangerous, and tempting
for mankind to decide for themselves.
Do they even know what they're looking for?
How literal shall I be?
Eternal life. Youth. Beauty. Wealth. Health. Power.
Shall I go on?
In another word, what they consider salvation.
But there's a bit more there than that.
So far, you have chosen to show great restraint.
And I find that commendable
but sadly ineffective.
You have tried the hand of mercy.
Now it is time to be the hand of judgment.
Do you know what this is for?
The Pyramids of Giza were built about 2,600 BC,
and the pharaohs were obsessed with secret chambers.
Now they built them into the pyramids
to hide the scrolls and the knowledge of their time.
If they were secret, how do you know they were there?
Well, look at you, smarty-pants.
A few years ago, some scientists used technology called muography
to do a three-dimensional scan of the pyramids.
Take a look at that.
How'd you get hold of these?
Well, we have moneybags to thank for that.
And look what the scans found.
Secret chambers.
Tons of them. And chambers that have never been accessed until today.
You all right?
When we get there, if we find something, just be careful.
Charlotte, are you worried about me?
Remember Inti the sun god's golden mask?
You never asked why Dad didn't take it,
considering he spent most of his life searching for it.
And I assume you can circle that square.
- I asked. - And he said,
"The journey and the prize."
He said, "Some things you can't explain, you can only experience."
So please, be careful.
Professor Bishara?
Mr. Carver.
- So pleased we could accommodate you. - Yeah.
Nobody knows more about the history of these pyramids than Professor Bishara.
Deb, Murph. Stay out here. Keep an eye on this lot.
Understood.
Westerguard, you set up a perimeter. Let's move.
Not quite sure why they need so many bags.
Or what's in them.
The pyramids were sealed for 3,000 years until 820 AD…
mind your heads…
when Abdullah Al-Ma'mun commissioned men to open them and search for treasure.
That is when this original entrance was discovered.
- Since then… - Wow.
…we have found the gallery and beyond that, the King's Chamber.
This way.
And if we wanted to get below the chamber, to go underneath…
My friend, there is no underneath.
According to our scans there is.
Praeger.
- Let's go. - Sir.
All right, boys. Let's get to it.
What are you doing?
No. You cannot do this.
Sorry, Professor.
Time is against us.
If I had a year and a half to go through all the necessary admin and permissions,
believe me, I would, but I'm dying.
I don't have that luxury.
- I'm sure you understand. - No.
Mr. Carver, this is completely unacceptable.
Then I hope you'll accept my apologies.
Could we get rid of the professor, please?
- Miller. - This way, Professor.
- No. You cannot do this. - Get him out of here.
- No! Mr. Carver, this is a sacred space. - Go, now!
- Mr. Carver! - Owen, he's right.
We can work our way in. There's got to be a trigger or sequence.
Just give me an hour, I can find my way in.
- I can't. - Hold on.
A moment ago you said a year and a half and now you won't even give me an hour?
If I give you an hour, it'll turn into three hours,
and then that'll turn into dot, dot, dot.
We could be here for weeks.
I think everybody should step back. I don't want anybody getting hurt.
That's good.
Thomas. Come with me.
How do you feel about this?
Look, Bishara's right of course.
But Owen does have a point.
Charlotte, it's here.
I can feel it.
Does it really matter how we get down there?
Yes, it does.
I'm telling you how we get there matters.
Guys, we've come a long way. All of us.
Once you see the prize that's waiting on the other side of that wall,
this conversation will be meaningless.
- Come on. - Mum, come on.
I'm not sure I like the look of that.
Don't like the look of that.
Leave everyone behind.
Stay here.
There's a passageway.
Look who just walked in.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
Good afternoon, sir. I'm afraid the pyramid's closed.
Oh, that is disappointing. I was really hoping to come in.
Not today, I'm afraid. Private function.
Well, I come in peace.
But I really do need to get in.
However if that's gonna be a problem, I have a big stick that can clear the way.
But I also have a big stick…
to block the way.
Understood.
It's a private function.
Enjoy your tea.
Whose team are we on?
We'll wait to see who's winning.
I can feel a storm impending.
According to the scan, we go straight down,
through the center of this room.
It's gotta be under that.
Then that needs to move.
- Let's get the lights up. - Yes, sir.
What is it?
It's a keystone,
and it moves to this plinth.
We just have to figure out how to get it over there.
Let's just move it.
Gentlemen, pull out your biggest guns. We will need them.
This is International Police.
Watch out! Watch out!
Move!
It's not gonna move.
It's locked in place.
The Egyptians were brilliant engineers.
There must be a way to move this.
We just need a moment to figure it out.
While you're thinking about that, we'll be getting on with it.
- Praeger, tools. - Yes, sir.
Miller, get those back to him. Get the hand tools.
Get the sledgehammer.
Luke.
The temperature has changed.
Why are there guns in their bags?
Well, they are security, Charlotte.
This doesn't feel right. He's not listening.
Look, the guy's burnt a bonfire of cash getting here,
- okay? - Praeger.
We can't be surprised he's excited.
He thinks his salvation's under there.
Whoa, you can't just keep smashing your way through.
This ain't gonna work, sir.
It's fossilized basalt. We'll be here for a week.
We bring the explosives?
What? Owen, we're not gonna set off explosives down here.
They're professionals. They know what they're doing. It's perfectly safe.
This room is 5,000 years old.
There's no way it's perfectly safe.
You could bring down the whole structure on us.
I'm with my sister on that.
- Then I suggest you step back. - You step back.
- Leave us a second. - You're not thinking straight.
Sorry, do you think you're in charge of this whole op--
Do you think that just having money
allows you to burn the entire place down?
You coming?
Well, if you're going, I'm coming.
Make sure we're not followed.
Stay here. No one follows us.
Yes, sir.
All right, guys. You heard him. Let's get those doorways covered.
This has escalated quickly.
It's time to join the losing side.
You coming with me?
Cover me!
Get on that .50.
You picked the wrong side…
so now I'll teach you a lesson.
All clear.
Get a medic!
I saw what you did out there.
Are we on the same team?
Let's hope so.
Praeger, I think maybe you should go first.
These inscriptions… they're all paradoxical.
What do you mean?
"The blessings that are a curse."
"Angels that are demons."
"Salvation mixed with damnation."
"Blessed is he who drinks without thirst.
The thirsty man betrays himself."
It's a dead end.
This looks like the tree of life.
Earliest depictions would go back to Babylonian times.
This panel represents early maps.
The four corners of the world surrounding the tree of life.
This is the Goddess Naunet.
And this is amber. Formed from the resin of tree bark.
It protects the tree of life.
Ancient civilizations refer to it as the burning stone.
The tree of life cannot grow without the sun.
Is that it?
I think that's it.
That's a long way down. You got any ideas?
- Parachute? - Thank you, Luke.
Thomas, stay close to me.
We all good, JP?
No. Not really, Miller.
Thank you.
Look what I found.
Doesn't look like much.
Well, it might not look like much.
But if we're to…
believe, then there's a power in there beyond any of our comprehension.
In proportion to the blessing is the curse.
If you're not ready to receive the blessing, you will receive the curse.
Caution is advised.
Why don't you take it from here, Luke?
We're all here for you, right?
To heal you.
Let's not worry about that just now. Go on.
Sorry, are you asking me, or are you telling me?
I'm inviting you.
This is what you want, isn't it?
What's going on, Owen?
Just for once, for me, would you mind keeping out of it?
You're not really sick, are you?
I'm getting pretty sick of you.
But you're not dying?
We're all dying. It's just a question of when.
Whatever's in there is just for you, isn't it?
You just need a rat to test the trap.
Let's not be naive as to the reason we're here.
This is the most valuable commodity in the world, Charlotte.
Are you going or not?
Okay.
Let me help you with this.
Luke! No!
You see, I'm gonna win this game.
Go.
Go!
His arm is healing.
Let's see if he can heal this.
No!
Why didn't you drink?
It's all yours.
I need to shut this down.
Wait here.
You have tried the hand of mercy.
Now it is time to be the hand of judgment.
Do you know what this is for?
If the wrong person drinks, you'll need this key to shut it down.
The Fountain will tempt even the strongest of souls,
but with that beguilement comes a cruel deception.
If you drink that pure energy,
the Fountain must take life from those that you love most.
But if it's yourself you value the most,
there will be no interface, no exchange,
just a direct connection to infinite power.
It is merciless.
One day mankind will be ready to receive what the Fountain offers.
Until then, it must be protected.
Thomas, give me your hand.
Thomas, hurry.
Go, go, go, go.
Come on. Move, move, move.
Faster, Thomas, move.
Go, go, go, go.
- Thomas! - Go!
Go, go, go, go.
Go, go, go.
Stay close, Thomas.
Luke!
Follow me this way!
Are you all in one piece?
Never better.
You?
Yeah.
Was it everything you wanted?
No.
Just…
everything.
And if you're not ready for everything, don't drink.
Shall we?
Hey.
There aren't many who can touch and not take.
So does that mean…
I'm impressive?
Everything all right, Abbas?
Everything copacetic?
Just another day at the office, really.
You found the paintings.
And now you've found Owen Carver, the criminal behind the crime.
Convenient for some.
Less work for you, huh?
So, does the chase continue?
Am I still hunting you down?
I think that's up to you.
Well, certain things mustn't be found.
- Do you have a list? - Do you?
I have a few ideas.
Well, as long as it doesn't mean more work for me.
Goodbye, Luke.
Hey, thanks for not killing me.
Not yet.
But if you give me a reason to chase you, I will.
Debs, we gonna live?
Next time, I'm going inside with you.
That's fair. Not you, Murph.
Of course. You find what you were looking for?
No. That was not what I was looking for.
I'm sorry about your job.
Sorry you didn't get your prize.
Well… maybe Dad was right.
Some things were meant to stay lost.
Always something to look for.
Listen, I know some people in the city, collectors.
It's good money. Maybe I could help you find a job.
Or maybe we could find something lost.
Anything in mind?
I've got an idea.