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(Транскрибовано за допомогою TurboScribe.ai. Оновити до Необмеженого, щоб прибрати це повідомлення.) Does it matter?
This is authentic.
Yours, a cheap imitation.
Mine is the same.
Hardly.
Good day, Anna.
You asshole.
We need to talk.
We don't have time.
That's very true.
The village elders want another payment, or you
must go.
We may have something.
They have given you until tomorrow.
Is there anything you can do?
I have tried everything, April.
Great.
Now we're working against a ticking clock.
We have one day to convince Surferboy to
keep us alive here.
Maybe there is one more thing I can
try.
I think you should help these women.
I have no interest in these women.
Are you interested in me?
I'm not blaming you, Bill.
I was on guard last night.
And you were here all night?
Until the dawn.
I left just for a moment, and when
I came back...
Were you sure there wasn't someone else?
Maybe Mrs. James?
Well, there was one other person here.
April.
What?
That's impossible.
April wouldn't do something like that.
Last night, she came here dressed like a
tribal girl, and she tricked me.
Are you sure it was her?
It had to have been her, because she
knew a lot about the history.
It wasn't her, Mr. Jenkins.
April and I saw the girl that you
were with last night.
You did?
I was coming back to get my keys.
Sorry, sir.
Oh, thank goodness, then.
You're happy we saw you?
I'm happy it wasn't her.
Yeah, me too.
Well, if it wasn't April, then who was
it?
Well, there was another girl that was with
April the other day.
Who was she?
Christy.
And she was on a plane to New
Orleans, so it couldn't have been her.
Then you know about the statues that are
missing.
Kind of hard not to notice.
What do we do?
It was only on loan.
Well, when do they want it back?
Next Thursday.
It's traveling to Chicago on a world exhibit.
I had to beg to get it here
at all.
Well, should we call the police?
And have the papers here in an hour?
No way.
Well, how about the insurance company?
No.
We've got to do something.
Yeah, wait.
Wait for what?
Caught a hunch.
I have a plan.
We're going to need the garments that came
with the sculptures.
Going somewhere?
Sorry.
There's no way out of here except through
us.
Oh, I'm too fragile to fight.
Bill, get her.
Hey, I know fist fighting Mr. Jenkins.
What?
You're a security guard.
Yeah, but you never pay me for no
martial art lessons or nothing.
Relax.
April?
Been a black belt since I was 13.
Oh, crap.
I only learned the first dance at the
Y.
Lisa?
Yeah, it's me.
But the statues, the clothes, why?
I had to know if I was right.
I just borrowed it.
Well, then why'd you come back to take
the clothes, too?
I wasn't.
I was coming to bring back the statue.
Well, where is it?
It's in the back of the car.
I was going to move this so that
I could bring it back.
Why do you want to borrow it?
I wasn't sure if I was doing the
fifth discipline of the fifth element right.
Oh, my God.
You're a student of this discipline.
That's impossible.
I've been practicing for years.
I've reached Green Dragon Disciple.
No way.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yes.
I know what I'm doing.
That's impossible.
Is it?
Where did
you get yours?
There are four of these known.
Yours makes five.
What is it?
Why don't you rub its skin?
I don't think so.
It could be contaminated.
Don't be foolish.
What is it?
It's a fetish.
I know that.
Then you've experienced it.
No, but others have.
That's right.
I forgot.
You're not into touching.
Who do you think created them?
They were left behind by a nomadic tribe
1,200 years ago.
I believe they originate from the Amargosa Desert.
What do you mean, left behind?
Left behind with an intent.
These seem to leave behind a residual transmission.
I'm not following you.
It's kind of a reminder token.
A reminder of what?
I call it no inhibitions.
Now you're patronizing me.
Why don't you rub its skin?
Nice try.
Do you have a voyeuristic fetish, Dr. Marcus?
All right, Anna.
The first statue was discovered in French Polynesia
two years ago.
Hold on.
French Polynesia?
Yes.
That's an awfully long way away from the
American Southwest.
Not to mention there's the entire Pacific Ocean
in between.
Do you believe everything you read, Anna?
We're talking about a hunter-gatherer tribe living
in the Mojave Desert and a Polynesian culture
living thousands of miles away.
Shall I continue?
Yes.
An American tourist stumbled upon a ruined village
near one of the volcanoes, Mahalika.
In this village, she discovered the first relic.
The second fetish was discovered in Arizona.
Arizona?
It was buried along an old game trail.
A young woman discovered it and quickly discovered
its wonderful attributes.
This doesn't make any sense.
Just because it doesn't fit the world you've
been brainwashed to believe in doesn't make it
any less valid.
So these fetishes create desire like some kind
of sexual Aladdin's lamp?
No.
They suggest primal impulses.
So what happened with victim number two?
She was a loner.
Like you, Anna.
Who's that?
That's not Philip and Diane.
That's Tina and Diane.
Episode two.
Oh wait, I need to see this.
Raiders of the Lost Clues.
Oh.
Oh my.
Oh.
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