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Come on, hurry up.

Over here.

At last, the scrolls.

And again.

You can't park here.

Look, sir, I'm sorry, but you can't park here.

Sidney Fox.

Professor Fox.

I need to see you.

I need to see you now.

Do I dismiss ballet class, or do you?

Who do you think you are, and what gives you the right to barge in like... This

gives me the right. Derek Lloyd, USGI Government Intelligence, Section 9.

What's this about?

That's what I think it is.

Half of it?

Paracelsus' scrolls. That's right.

And you are going to help me find the other scroll before anybody else does.

Arthur Stanton.

Businessman.

Industrialist tycoon.

One of those entrepreneurs that always cheated on the brink of bankruptcy.

During the war, he built tanks. Problem is, he didn't care who he sold them to.

Allies, fascists, scouts and both.

When the war was over, the U .S. indicted him as a profiteer.

Where did the Skrulls come in?

He needed money.

He also had a passion for gold.

Ah, the promise of alchemy.

Transmutation, turning base metals into gold.

He was last seen in Austria, where he and the Paracelsus Skrulls disappeared

about the same time.

I can't believe you found the Paracelsus Skrulls.

No one believed in them back then. They were thought of as quackery. Now they

do.

Modern science is not beyond the realms of possibilities, Miss Fox.

If they discover the formula.

Stanton wound up in Peru where he couldn't be extradited.

He built a villa.

Paracelsus Scrolls never turned up.

Until recently.

I don't think we're supposed to hear this.

Guys like that don't just tell people things, Nigel.

The rest?

You'll find out on a need -to -know basis. Right now, all you need to know

you're coming with me.

And if I say no?

You won't. If the formula works, it could impact the whole world. Nobody

that it does. Nobody knows that it doesn't.

I'll pick you up at 1400 hours.

I was looking for my contact lens.

You don't wear contacts Claudia.

Are you sure?

Derek Lloyd seems to check out. Works in the Pentagon, USGI, like he said.

I can't believe I met a real live mole.

Claudia, I'm expecting a phone call from a friend of mine at the Pentagon.

He's out in the field somewhere. No mole, too?

Did you know that besides looking for a way to make gold, the alchemists were

also seeking eternal youth?

Ooh, my kind of people. Look, it's almost time. Claudia, listen to me. This

very important.

Okay. No matter where I am or what I'm doing, when my friend calls, you track

down. Do you understand?

Gotcha. No, this is very important. He's going to be able to verify some things

for me. Write it down.

I already said, gotcha.

Okay.

Let's go.

Right.

You know, I worry about you out there sometimes, Nigel.

Take care of everything.

Everything. Right.

Didn't think you'd be on time.

I'm full of surprises.

Where is he going?

With us?

No, he's not. He's my assistant.

Then he'll assist you somewhere else.

He goes wherever I go. Not this time, Miss Fox. There is no need for him to

know.

Let's get going.

He goes or I don't.

Anything happens, the United States government will cover you. You are

to the mission.

He is not.

Just exactly where am I not going?

I'm here to meet a contact that's going to lead us to Stanton's villa.

Anything happens, stay out of it.

A load there.

Specialty of the house.

There must be some mistake. We didn't order these.

I can't drink this.

Are you sure, senor?

Not really.

It's way of greeting new customers.

That's very charming, Sidney, but this isn't a drink, it's a zoo.

You have to drink it. It's an insult if you don't.

You like?

Very much.

It's very good.

Subtle, yet big. I mean, bold.

Enjoy, senor.

Where did you go?

Not anymore.

I want to renegotiate.

Fifteen hundred more.

Not a penny over that. Take it or leave it.

It's, uh, how do you say it?

A down payment.

Another thousand.

Hey, where you going?

Hey, we had a deal.

I think that we should stay out of it.

Ballet class.

Up on the jeep! Up on the jeep! We're on our own.

Come on!

Come on!

Damn!

Where are we going now?

You'll know when we get there.

that tree fell the way it did.

No, it's not. We're being watched.

Really? You sure? We're in the middle of nowhere.

Oh, I'm sure.

Maybe you're right.

you going, gringos?

That's Villa Juraco.

You must be muy loco. Well, just why is that?

Because it's no man's land.

There's a war going on, gringos. This whole area is booby -trapped.

Booby -trapped?

How far is it? About three clicks.

You'll never make it.

We'll take our chances.

How far is a click?

Oh, never mind.

I tell you what, senor.

I could use a little help moving this tree out of the way.

I'm sure you can, senor.

Probably, uh, my mother.

Hello? Nigel.

Yes, what is it? You know this guy with the gun, Derek Lloyd?

Claudia, I can't talk to you now.

I've got some bad news.

What is it?

Death. Who is?

Derek Lloyd.

Claudia, this is no time to... No, that guy from the Pentagon called. His

friend, he left a message.

That's impossible.

You must have misunderstood.

No, I didn't. I wrote it down, just like Sidney told me to.

What did he say? He said, um... Derek Lloyd is dead.

What?

He was murdered three days ago by another agent.

Nigel?

Nigel! Back in the Jeep.

You alright?

Yeah, fine.

Could be a shift in the entire balance of power.

Money market flooded.

World's economy stabilized.

What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost. I have. That's not Derek Lloyd.

Derek's dead.

Then who is he? Who knows?

That call was from Claudia.

Your friend from the Pentagon called. Derek Lloyd was killed three days ago by

another secret agent.

Stay calm. Don't let on.

Just do what he says.

But he's crazy.

All the more reason not to confront him.

We can't afford to let this girl swell into the wrong hands. He's a murderer.

He won't try anything. He needs us to find the scrolls.

He needs you. He doesn't need me.

True, but I need you.

Once we find the scrolls, we'll figure something out.

Right now, this is bigger than just another relic.

Right.

Okay.

Fixed, huh? Just like that?

On foot.

What? Can't be more than two clicks from here.

Pause a click again.

Oh, wait a minute.

I can call for help.

You're choking me.

Take your hands off of him.

You place a call with a cell phone and it can be traced. You really want

everyone tracking our position?

We've wasted enough time. Start walking.

So, how is it that you've come to work for USGI?

That's a long story.

Long walk?

Need to know, Professor Clark.

Need to know.

Drink?

No, thanks.

You get dehydrated, you could get delirious.

How much further is it?

For you?

Maybe it's a matter of feet.

There are landmines everywhere.

Don't worry, you'll be all right. Just stay on my tracks.

Feet are sore.

My throat is parched. Stop!

Whatever you say. I won't complain anymore. I promise.

No, I mean stop.

Don't move. Don't take another step. Don't even breathe.

You're standing on a landmine.

You lift your foot and you will die.

Okay, Nigel. Don't move.

We need a rock.

Okay.

I'm going to slide my knife between your boots and the pin.

When I say three, you step off.

Do you understand?

Okay.

One.

Two. Must

have

been a dud.

Close.

You can let go now.

What if I say no?

You won't.

We've got to stay off the roads.

This way.

Shouldn't be much further.

I don't know how many clicks I've got left in me.

We get in, we get out, and do it all very quickly.

How can you be so sure the place is abandoned?

I foreassured me.

You know that Paracelsus put the formula on two scrolls, light and dark, and

magnetized the back with lodestone.

They clamped together.

No one ever heard of that before he did it.

Whoever did that saved my life and was a crack shot Maybe we should save this

for dinner in the meantime, let's get moving we're being followed

This way

Okay. Real simple. We get in, we get the scrolls, we get out.

I thought you said this place was empty.

Must have just moved in.

This complicates things.

Looks like most of them are heading out on patrol.

Good.

Good. Let's move a little closer.

Hey, what's the sound?

I don't know.

Don't worry, it's fine.

Tell him he didn't do anything to you.

Use the guns, Nigel. You're making me nervous.

Let's go. Come on.

Looks like the place has been looted.

Looks like they took almost everything.

Yeah, well, let's hope not everything.

War mask.

Fourth century.

Used to chase away evil spirits.

Doesn't look like it worked.

There's got to be more to this place.

These are his living quarters. There's got to be a lab of some kind.

What are you doing?

This was covered up.

A -R -T.

Arthur. Why would he write his name on tiles on the floor?

Why his first name?

Doesn't make sense.

Must be a code of some kind.

Maybe it's a switch or a lever.

The plaque.

What plaque?

For Paracelsus. What is the symbol for gold?

On the periodic table of elements, it's A... U.

All in search of a formula.

You can shoot it out of your hands, but I'm a lousy shot.

You're the one that killed the snake.

Sidney, she's a rogue agent. All she wants are the scrolls. I'm here to save

you. And to take him into custody.

She's lying.

Check her. I guarantee you she's wearing a tracking device. There'll be more

coming. Trust me.

Check her, Nigel.

What?

See if she's wearing a wire.

Sorry.

Nigel.

Standard practice in the field.

He knows that.

We know you're not Derek Lloyd.

I had to assume another identity. It was a matter of spite.

He killed Derek Lloyd.

Go with him, and he'll eventually kill you too.

I am telling you the truth.

He's lying.

He doesn't care about the scroll.

She's right.

I could care less about the Skrulls. The only thing I care about is that they

don't fall into the wrong hands. I have a job to do.

Derek had a job to do. He's going to kill you once he gets the Skrulls. She

save your life, and he saved mine.

If you're trying to save our lives, why'd you wait so long?

There's always a court -martial.

Put it with the others.

Wrong choice, Sidney.

Move.

You don't know what you're dealing with.

I need to know. I need to know.

I want answers and I want them now.

Who are you and how do you know her?

My name is Richard Watson.

She's my superior at the agency.

Derek and I were assigned to secure the scrolls when Derek found out she was

trying to steal them.

She killed him.

I was next.

Why take Derek Lloyd's identity?

For a while, nobody knew he was dead but her.

When she canceled my access to the agency, I needed his to survive.

Derek was my best friend.

16th century Incan.

Used for burial ceremonies.

What's that behind the shelves?

Spoke about a love of gold.

He didn't.

Turned himself into the thing he loved most.

Gold. I don't think so.

What are you doing?

The casket.

Made of solid gold.

I didn't bury this girl with him.

Let's go.

Two halves of the Paracelsus Scrolls. That's right. Light and dark. Like yin

yang. You have the light side.

Sun god.

So we're looking for the other half, the dark side.

Dark side.

What's that?

I don't know.

That sort of damper that soaks up all the light.

It's a black hole.

Chamber of darkness.

Entering the gold room.

Let's just open the dark side.

You're, uh,

you're going in there?

I have to.

Quick, quick.

I'll just stay here.

Can you see anything?

Guys?

There it is.

Solar eclipse.

Oh, darkness.

Yeah, the music.

Let's get out of here before they have company.

Hello,

Richard.

I'll take them now.

You backed the wrong guy, Sidney.

Oh, I don't think so.

Come on.

You guys enjoying the show?

Yeah, yeah. You better watch your back.

Court martial?

Better idea.

No, I can't believe you'd do this for a living.

Funny. I was going to say the same thing to you.

So what are you going to do now?

I don't know.

I can't go back to the agency.

Take an early retirement, I guess.

Besides, I don't think I'm cut out for this line of work anymore anyway.

Oh, I don't know about that.

Oh, I do.

You remember I had a chance to kill Turley and I didn't?

Don't tell me you wish you had.

No.

Just the way I've been trained.

Kill or be killed.

What a horrible way to live.

Actually, it's not. It's the only way. You only get to make one mistake.

But now that I have a newfound conscience, I'll probably get myself

Why don't you stay here and fix up Stanton's villa?

I'm sure you could hire yourself out to one side of the war or the other.

Maybe I will.

What about these?

What are you going to do with these?

Turn them over to the government.

You sure about that?

I mean, what if the formula really works? What are they going to do with

Not my need to know.

Oh, no?

Then whose need to know is it?

Remember what happened when they split the atom?

What are you suggesting?

Well, girls only work together.

And since you found one and I found one...

And we'll probably never see each other again.