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[thunder rumbling]

Are you resting, Angel?

I've brought you some flowers from the garden.

I've prayed for justice every day.

And now, on the anniversary of your death,

the gods will finally help us.

This was my grandmother's.

And her grandmother's before her.

Xiuteuchtli, God of Fire,

God of our ancestors

to whom we sacrificed hearts and souls.

[roaring]

I ask that you deliver justice

to the enemies of my family.

[roaring]

[whooshing]

[phone ringing]

This is Michael Barnard.

I don't care if he did turn the company around

and saved us hundreds of jobs,

I don't want Carlisle on my team.

When the exchange opens, buy 200,000 shares.

That'll give us control of the board.

By noon, Carlisle's on the street.

[door unlocking]

[whooshing]

[screaming]

[theme music playing]

[sizzling]

I hate funerals.

Yeah, they're not exactly high on my hit parade either.

Even when they are the hottest ticket in the country.

You make it sound like we're going to a Broadway opening.

No disrespect intended.

No, none taken. I just...

I know that when the Barnard's sneeze, it's front page news,

and when one of them dies, it's the whole front section of the paper.

-They look good. Can I have one? -Sure.

Well, you and Michael Barnard pretty tight when you were kids?

Not really, no. I mean, I'd see him 'round the house but...

[laughing]

Ah, Michael...

You know, he could be really charming when he wanted to be,

but there's the time he could have a pretty rotten temper,

so mostly I just stayed out of his way.

The cutleries are on the table there.

Must've been pretty weird hanging out with the Barnard's

when you were a teenager.

I don't know. Yes, sometimes it could be crazy,

but lots of times it was just like hanging out at home, you know, normal.

I'd say that that depends on your definition of "normal."

Well, yeah, you're right, it's whatever you get used to, isn't it?

-Yeah. -Lynn and I have been friends

since we were little girls,

so I never thought of her family as different.

The next thing you're gonna tell me is that

her mother was baking you cookies

in her spare time.

Between running an empire and raising a family,

I don't think she had any spare time.

Suzanne Barnard's a tough woman,

but she's also a very wonderful person.

You'll have the opportunity to find that out yourself

this afternoon, if you'd like.

How's that?

There's a gathering at the family compound after the funeral.

I was hoping you'd come by.

I told Suzanne we'd look into the cause of Michael's death.

What are the police saying?

The official word is that he died in a fire in his office,

but Suzanne isn't so sure.

She doesn't think it's that cut and dried.

This was great, but I gotta go.

[beeping]

Homework?

Yeah, if I'm going to be spending time with the royal family,

I thought I should bone up on them.

Looks like when they started the family business,

they didn't exactly play by the rules.

Yeah, there are allegations they used arson

to burn out the competition.

So, maybe Michael's death was someone's idea of poetic justice.

Yeah, but why him?

I thought the mother called all the shots.

That is what I heard too.

An iron fist and a velvet glove,

ruthless in business.

But committed to social causes.

Yeah.

I was just reading about Rachel's pal, Melinda.

[beeping]

She committed suicide in college, left behind a baby son, Todd,

father was unknown, the kid was raised by a series of nannies.

But a year ago, Todd drove his Ferrari over a cliff,

and walked away with minor scratches.

Unfortunately, his girlfriend wasn't so lucky.

Oh, yeah, I remember. The press dubbed it, "Mr. Todd's Wild Ride."

Cute.

[clicks tongue]

Well, I don't know if the Barnard's are cursed or blessed.

Well, I wouldn't want to trade places with them.

Especially now.

[police radio chatter]

Set up a meeting with the corporate lawyers in the morning

to revise the structure of the family trust.

There's still so much to do.

Nothing that can't wait.

That'll be all for now.

[sighing]

I'll get you some tea.

Thanks.

I'm so glad you're here, Rachel.

So am I.

Rachel.

I wanted to tell you at the services how good it was of you to come.

Oh, I wouldn't have missed it.

Trevor, I'm so sorry.

We appreciate it.

Mother, I know the timing for this is inappropriate,

but I just got off the phone with Jenkins,

and he said that--

Tell him we're withdrawing our offer. We're no longer interested in the merger.

This is a very important deal. It sets up--

I've made up my mind on this, Trevor.

End of discussion.

Listen to us,

conducting business on the day of my son's funeral.

Have we lost all sense of propriety?

Old habits are hard to break.

That's great.

Thank you.

Nick, I'm glad you could make it.

Suzanne Barnard, Nick Boyle.

I'm very sorry for you loss, Mrs. Barnard.

Thank you.

And thank you for coming.

Not a problem.

I'll do anything we can to help.

Suzanne, why don't you think about taking some time away from all this?

And just, well, let us sort through the details for you.

I'm not leaving until I find out what happened here.

Whatever you need, Mr. Boyle, you have only to ask.

Thank you.

And in the meantime, I think I'll go find out how Todd is doing.

He's very upset over his uncle's death.

Spending time with you is just what he needs right now.

We've, uh, left everything exactly as it was.

So, this is the only area that was burned?

That's right.

How does someone burn up without the whole room

or the whole house catching on fire?

That's what I want to find out.

The police have gone over everything quite thoroughly.

The chief has personally taken charge of this investigation.

So I hear.

So what do you expect to find?

Something that might not have occurred to the chief.

I'd like to take this piece of glass.

-Be my guest. -Thank you.

As you know, grandmother's very protective of me.

I guess, because for now, I'm the last of the line.

If I am the future of this family, Rachel,

we are in big trouble.

Or should I say bigger trouble.

Now, come on, Todd.

You're not expected to be anybody but yourself.

Yeah, right.

According to everything I heard when I was growing up,

that's what killed my mother.

She couldn't live up to being a Barnard.

It's not easy being a Barnard.

But your future, that's yours to create.

You gotta believe me.

Well, that's easy to believe in principle,

-it's almost impossible to live with. -[water splashing]

Listen, um...

Lately, have you got any death threats? I mean...

Or has anyone in your family?

You know, we get death threats like most people get junk mail, Rachel.

We just hand them over to the police and go about our business.

What about the Sanchez family?

After the trial, how did they react to you?

Were there death threats then?

The only family Angela had was her grandmother

and she went into seclusion after Angela's death.

I tried to talk to her, and tell her how sorry I was,

but she wouldn't return my calls.

She never liked me that much.

She always said I was taking advantage of Angela.

Were you?

Rachel, I was in love with Angela Sanchez.

I still am.

But that part of the story wasn't as well reported.

I guess disgrace makes better copy.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, so am I.

It's good to talk you again like this, Rachel.

[sighs]

You know, you were always there for me when I was growing up.

Your mom would be proud of you, you know.

Anytime you need to talk to me, you call me, okay?

Thanks. I just might take you up on that.

I hope so.

[roaring]

So, what do you think? Could this have been caused

by some sort of incendiary device?

I don't think so.

Even something as small as a letter bomb would've left some sort of evidence.

Like shrapnel on the walls and the furniture.

The characteristic pitting on any of the areas near the blast.

Find something?

Yeah.

I'm gonna take these back to the House.

[bells ringing]

[beeping]

I just talked to Derek on the sat-link.

Did you fill him in?

Yes, and he said the usual.

"Defy conventional wisdom. Throw out your first conclusion.

Look for the least obvious."

Hmm. Well, we could be looking at anything from a high-powered laser

to spontaneous human combustion.

Well, which of those two would be the least obvious?

I don't know, you tell me.

[beeping]

Have a look at that. That piece of glass was taken

from the window of Michael Barnard's den.

And I got this from his desk top.

Feel it.

Feels lumpy, distorted.

It could be the result of a brief but intense surge of heat.

So we have one sample of glass from the window and one from the desk top.

And those are the only two places in the room that I found melted glass.

What do you think?

A ricochet?

Could be.

The gods are answering my prayers, mija.

I may never hear your laughter again, my angel.

But soon, your soul will be able to rest in peace

knowing that justice has been done.

[speaking spanish]

Continue to bring the reign of fire down upon our enemies.

[clock chiming]

[roaring]

[roaring]

[growling]

[screaming]

[Suzanne] The worst thing for a parent is to outlive a child,

and now I've buried all three of mine.

All my life I've had to be strong to hold this family together.

But I tell you, I don't know how much more of this I can take.

You've been through more than any one person

should ever have to go through, Suzanne.

But, I promise, we're gonna find out what's going on

and we're gonna stop it.

[Alex] How's it going out there?

[Nick]Pretty gruesome. The police just left.

Same thing that happened to Michael?

Right down to the neat pile of ash.

I say we could rule out Michael's death as an isolated incident.

Someone's definitely targeting this family.

Well, I'm just digging through the archives,

to see if I could find a clue as to what might be behind this.

All right, keep me posted.

All right.

[beeping]

[beeping]

A stunning verdict in the court today clears Todd Barnard

of all charges stemming from an accident that killedNa young woman, Angela Sanchez,

reportedly his girlfriend.

Thank you. I don't have a comment.

Equally surprising, Angela SanchezNonly surviving family member,

her grandmother, Delores,

has refused to bring civil litigation againstNthe family for wrongful death.

Delores Sanchez would say only that God will bring justice

and she hopes that the Barnard family burns in hell.

[beeping]

Sanchez only surviving family member,

-her grandmother, Delores... -[speaking Spanish]

...refused to bring civil litigation against the family

for wrongful death.

[continues in Spanish]

[beeping]

[speaking Spanish]

"The gods will deliver justice.

Make them see the light."

[beeping]

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking spanish]

"They will burn before they are in hell."

Delores Sanchez would say only that God will bring justice

and she hopes the Barnard family burns in hell.

That's not what she said at all, darlin'.

[beeping]

[bell tolling]

[upbeat orchestral music playing]

[man humming]

[Alex] Still playing with flowers, huh?

Now how many times do I have to tell you?

There are flowers and then there are orchids.

Hello, Alex.

You've taken wonderful care of yourself.

[sniffing]

And you've quit using Chanel.

What's this new scent?

White Diamonds.

Very nice.

And it still can't compete with the beautiful fragrances you have in here.

My cymbidium.

I'm just fortunate the university gives me this small corner...

Thank you. To indulge my habit.

So, what brings you down to see this humble scholar?

"Humble" is the right word.

I read all about the Incan exhibit that you landed for the university.

That.

I was lucky. The Peruvian Minister of Culture took pity on me.

Right.

Anyways, do I need an excuse to see an old friend?

No, not at all.

If I remember, the last time you were by was,

September '95.

I've been busy.

Now, no excuses necessary.

I haven't been down to see you at the Luna Foundation since '93.

September '92, but who's keeping track, right?

All right, Alex.

Enough of the small talk.

Well, I've come across this artifact

that has stumped me.

Stumped you?

Well, then, it must be an obscure piece.

Tell me about it.

Well, it's a round medallion, that appears to be gold,

it has a crescent moon on the upper left side,

and on the right, a blazing sun.

And underneath, a man raising his hands towards the sky?

You're amazing.

It's what I do.

The piece you're describing sounds Toltec.

Maybe early 11th century.

It's very rare.

What was it used for?

It's an icon for magic.

Used by a bruja.

-A witch. -Yes.

There are different medallions for different purposes.

But each of them indicated that

the wearer was a practitioner of Toltec ritual sacrifice.

Human sacrifice?

On occasion.

Tell me, do you have the medallion in your possession?

No, I don't.

But I know who does.

It all sounds wonderfully mysterious.

You know, I have some books in my study, you should dig through them,

give you a better idea of what you're dealing with here.

Although I should caution you, some of them are fairly grisly.

[laughing]

Don't worry. I'm used to it.

First my uncle Mike, then my uncle Trevor.

I can't believe this is happening.

I just like to know what's happening.

Well, did you find something?

Yeah, I mean, the same deal as before.

Some kind of high energy has partially liquefied the bulb

in the lamp over there.

So, what does it mean?

Well, basically that you're not safe here.

My grandmother refuses to leave, which means I'm not leaving either.

Rachel's trying to talk some sense into her now.

I'd like to bring the both of you back to Angel Island.

We've a house well protected there.

Keep you away from whoever or whatever's behind this.

So you have no idea how my family's getting killed?

[roaring]

No. No, we don't.

All I'm concerned with is protecting you.

[roaring]

Down!

[whooshing]

[Rachel] Nick?

What happened?

-You all right? -Yeah.

Nick just saved my life.

Yeah, the question is from what.

So, this thing, whatever it is, is after me now.

We don't know enough about this thing yet.

Whatever it is, though, we're gonna protect you.

Yeah, I know you will,

but I don't think there's anyone that can protect me at this point.

-Spoken to Alex? -Yeah, she called.

She's onto something. She's gonna call me again

as soon as she's got more details.

Well, if I'm destined to die in the very near future,

there's someone I need to see first.

No, wait a minute. You're not going to any place by yourself.

Rachel, if this thing wants me,

eventually it's going to get me.

This is something I need to do.

Okay, fine. I'll come with you.

Then maybe I should come along, too.

Forget it, you guys.

I don't want any bodyguards where I'm going.

But you can keep me company, if you'd like.

Okay.

So, how did you and Angela meet?

At a dance club in the city.

It was kind of like a scene from an old movie.

She was with her crowd, I was with mine.

Your eyes met across a smoked-filled room,

and it was love at first sight?

[laughing]

Yeah, pretty corny?

Pretty romantic actually.

Well, we had to keep our relationship a secret for a long time.

Too many questions to answer,

too much prejudice from both sides of the tracks.

What happened that night?

[sighs heavily] Well, we were out for a drive and I was showing off.

I had the Ferrari going about 80,

just before we hit a slick patch in the middle of the road.

The next thing I knew we were airborne.

We flipped over a few times,

and the car landed on Angela's side, hard.

You know, the funny thing is, she couldn't have cared less about my car.

I just couldn't accept the fact that she loved me.

Not my money, not my car, not my family name.

[sighing]

[smacking lips]

And I lost her, Rachel.

Guess I was too busy showing her what I was made of,

instead of who I am.

[car approaching]

[door closing]

Leave my granddaughter alone.

Mrs. Sanchez, I was just paying my respects.

You don't understand respect.

If you did, you would have never tempted my Angela to run off with you.

It wasn't like that at all.

-Angela-- -You don't belong here.

Mrs. Sanchez, I'm Rachel Corrigan.

I would like to offer my condolences.

Thank you.

Now, please leave and take him with you.

Mrs. Sanchez, I am so sorry for what happened that night.

I loved Angela, and I ask God every day

why he didn't take me instead of her.

I ask the same question.

I am sorry.

Goodbye, Angel.

Leave us alone!

Go with him.

Allow an old woman to mourn in peace.

Mrs. Sanchez...

Todd loved Angela.

No amount of hate's gonna change that.

Yeah.

Nick.

-I got Alex on the line. -Great.

-Put her on the speaker. -I'm just gonna put you on speaker, Alex.

Alex, anything new?

I was just telling Nick I think I may have found something.

You know that medallion that Mrs. Sanchez was wearing at the trial?

Yeah. I just got a look at it up close and personal.

-She was at the cemetery? -Yeah.

I'd stay away from her if I were you. She could be very dangerous.

You think she's the one who's behind this?

Well, according to what I've been reading,

the medallion was worn by brujas.

What, you think Mrs. Sanchez is a witch?

It's possible.

And it's also possible that she summoned up

Toltec demons to get revenge.

For Angela's death.

But, why would she kill Michael and Trevor,

and why now, a year later?

I don't know.

But I do know that the Toltec demons came in the forms of the elements.

And that's where they drew their powers from.

Demons of water, of earth...

And demons of fire.

All right, Alex, give us a call if you find anything else then.

You got it.

Suzanne, we have to get you out of this house.

I appreciate your concern, Rachel,

but we've got the best security money can buy.

And two of your sons have been killed right under their noses.

That's exactly the point.

Where can we possibly go and be safe?

What are you saying? Are you telling me you're giving up?

No. This is not the Suzanne Barnard I know.

I'm not giving up.

I'm being a realist!

Which is very difficult to do when I'm being told

that some ancient God is killing off my family.

Suzanne, over the past few years,

I've learned that not everything has a logical explanation.

I am convinced beyond any doubt

that evil is real,

that demonic forces exist.

Suzanne, listen to me, your family is cursed.

I know, by a witch.

Rachel, please.

Do you trust me?

Do you?

Would I ever lie to you?

No. I don't believe you would.

Okay.

Okay.

Then you've got to open your heart and your mind and listen to me.

Delores Sanchez intends to wipe out your whole family.

So what do we do now?

We're gonna send Todd with Nick to Angel Island.

And then, you and I are gonna find Delores Sanchez

and God willing, we're gonna convince her

to stop this thing before it kills again.

[police siren wailing]

[knocking at door]

You again.

Mrs. Sanchez, I've brought someone who needs to speak to you.

I know who she is.

I have nothing to say to her.

Mrs. Sanchez, we need to talk.

I have no time for you or your family.

Please!

I've come to ask for your forgiveness.

I want you to spare the life of my grandson.

I am not God.

I have no say over who lives and who dies.

We know what you are, Mrs. Sanchez.

A bruja.

We know you have magic.

You are talking like a mad woman.

Stop what you're doing to my family.

[snarling]

My garden. Get out of there!

What I'm doing to you?

Why not ask what you've done to me.

If it wasn't for your family, my Angela would still be alive.

All my life and all my hope was for her.

I know how you feel.

I lost my only daughter before I ever really got to know her.

She was more frail than I knew.

Lonelier than I imagined.

She suffered, but she didn't know how to reach out for help.

But you still had the comfort of your sons.

I had no such comforts.

My sons are dead now, Mrs. Sanchez.

I know you were responsible, in some way that we can't comprehend.

They deserved to die. You all do.

Rachel, it's no use.

Mrs. Sanchez...

Delores, I know about your medallion.

It's time for this to end now.

It's time.

We don't trust each other, we don't understand each other.

But we've both suffered.

I see the love that you have for Angela in your heart.

How is her memory served

by this legacy of pain and grief and violence?

Please, Delores.

Please.

I miss her so much sometimes,

that I don't want to live myself.

I know exactly what you're going through.

Come.

[Nick] Alex, this is Todd Barnard.

Todd, how are you holding up?

Okay, all things considered, but I'm worried about my grandmother.

I don't think we should let her go out and see Mrs. Sanchez.

I mean, how do we know she's safe?

Because your grandmother isn't part of this thing's agenda.

See, the demon does the will of whoever summons it.

And Delores Sanchez wanted to take revenge on your family.

De la raiz,that means from the root.

From the oldest offspring to the youngest.

So this thing, this demon,

it won't stop until it finishes wiping out our bloodline, meaning me.

Maybe I should just give myself up.

At least the rest of you won't be hurt trying to save me.

We don't know that.

If this things kills you, then maybe it leaves itself open

to kill anything else that come across.

We have to snuff this thing out.

Well, if Rachel is right,

and she's able to convince Delores to remove the curse,

I think we'll be okay.

And if not?

I've made a terrible mistake.

I gave into my hate.

I wanted to make things equal.

But it's more unbalanced than ever.

My pain is worse for the pain that I have caused others.

We have to put this behind us now.

For those that have gone, for the sake of our families.

Delores, it's time.

[speaking Spanish]

God of Fire,

to whom we sacrificed hearts and souls.

I bring you a new prayer tonight.

[thunder rumbling]

Give me your hand.

This warm flesh embodies the spirit of my enemy.

I ask that peace may be restored between us.

Your justice is done.

The thirst for vengeance is quenched.

Let there be no more blood.

Let the God of Fire who lives in the light

be contained once more and forever.

[roaring]

He is coming. You must move away, it isn't safe.

I'm staying right here.

Go, now. Go!

God of Fire, be contained.

[wind hissing]

Delores! Get out of there right now!

No.

[whooshing]

Ah!

Are you all right?

[roaring]

I have failed.

The Fire God cannot be contained.

No one can control it now until it finishes what it began.

Come.

Where did that come from? The sky was perfectly clear.

[phone ringing]

-Hello? -Alex, can you hear me?

Something went wrong. We couldn't stop it.

What happened?

Delores tried to send the demon back,

but he got out of control.

Things got out of control, Alex.

It didn't work. It's still out there.

Alex, this thing. This fire demon...

When it isn't attacking,

it lives in the light.

"In the light?" What do you mean?

Part of the incantation was to make it go back into the light.

Rachel, I can't hear you. You're breaking up. Rachel?

Alex?

Alex?

Rachel?

She said something about it living in the light.

That's the God of Fire. That's where it draws its power from.

And it's on its way here.

So what do we do?

We have to make sure it doesn't have any place to hide.

Which means shutting off all the light source.

Where's the circuit breaker?

It's not that easy.

We got moonlight pouring in,

and we have safety lights that are on battery charge.

We got to do this manually.

Alex, you take this end of the house,

I'll do the bedrooms.

When we're finished here, we'll work our way up.

We got to black this place out completely.

What about me?

Well, I got to find you a safe place which means in the dark,

so it's going to have to be a closet.

Nick, I am not sitting this out.

-I'll help Alex. -Okay.

Okay, let's get started.

-[Nick] Alex? -In here.

You secure down here?

Almost.

Good. We should get started upstairs.

Okay.

Wait. The pilot light.

[roaring]

[screaming]

[shattering]

You think we're safe in here?

We're not safe anywhere that has light.

Well, this is a losing battle.

There's no way that we're gonna completely block out all the light here.

You're right. So we have to change the battlefield.

What do you mean?

I mean, we've got to get into a small space

where we can shut out all the light.

All we have to do is lure it there.

Look, you're gonna need bait. Use me.

Forget it. We're doing this to save your life, not cut it short.

Look, there's no other choice and you guys know it.

So, we lure this thing in with my image,

and then I reflect it at the candle in the safe.

Yeah, well, we're hoping that it'll last long enough in the flames

so that we can spring the trap.

Yeah, well, if it doesn't work, you better have a fire extinguisher handy.

I think I found it.

It's in the light, in the hall.

All right.

You can still say no if you want to.

No, I can't run from that thing for the rest of my life.

Okay. Well, it's showtime.

Stay on your toes.

[whispering] Okay.

Watch.

[snarling]

You can hop back in the library with Todd.

Let me know when you're ready and I'll flip the switch.

Okay.

Ready.

Come on.

Come on.

[roaring]

[whooshing]

[growling]

[growling slowly]

[Rachel]The idea that a tragedy can be corrected by bringing grief to others

is a time-worn fallacy.

Someday I hope we'll understand the futility of revenge

and break these cycles of hatred.

For just as the darkest evil can hide within the brightest light,

so too can we emerge from the saddest times.

[theme music playing]