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Gabriel! God be with the noble knight Gabriel.

Let us pray for his triumph over the Dark One.

Thank you.

Look at it, Sydney.

A medieval monastery virtually untouched by time.

Monks collecting beeswax they have for centuries.

Are you excited, Nigel?

I've imagined this moment for years, ever since my father told me the story

St. Gabriel as a boy.

But they're fine on the gate. No visitors.

Oh, don't worry. They'll be glad to see us.

Hello.

Then again, they're not exactly rolling up the red carpet, are they?

Oh, good day. My name is Nigel Bailey. This is my colleague, Dr. Sidney Fox.

Theodoric, the abbot of this monastery.

This is a cloistered community.

Visitors are strictly forbidden.

Ah, the signs. Well, if you were looking for Brother Elgin... He was supposed to

meet us in town, but he never showed up. We have no Brother Elgin.

That's impossible.

I've exchanged correspondence with him regarding St. Gabriel's sword.

That's no more than a fable, young man. A bedtime story.

Trust me.

We have no sword in the stone here or anywhere else for that matter.

We've come 5 ,000 miles. Good.

There must be some mistake. I mean, how many close orders can there be in this

part of Hungary?

Hello? Brother Theodoric, please, there must be some misunderstanding.

A few months ago, I wrote depicting a theory I have on St. Gabriel's sword.

A brother Elgin responded.

He was intrigued.

He instructed me to meet him in the town today, but he never showed up.

I brought his letter with me.

Let me see it.

Your presence is an insult to the sanctity of this order.

If you truly respect our privacy, you'll leave.

It's a fraud.

Please, hear me out.

What's that?

It's a 15th century tableau depicting St Gabriel slaying the demon Belial.

Just as in a story that was told to me by my father when I was a boy.

If you look closer, there's an aura surrounding Gabriel's right hand. Now,

medieval art, auras depicted a sacred or mystical entity.

Well, this one suggests that both the sword and his gauntlet are part of a

magical unit.

Just what are you implying? That the sword, if it is within your walls, of

course, can be removed from the stone that holds it by a person wearing the

gauntlet. An interesting theory.

It doesn't change the fact that the sword never existed.

The legend isn't true. Well, we realize that you are a cloistered community, but

if you would allow us to speak with Brother Elgin just a moment. Please.

We're simple people.

We make candles from beeswax.

There's no Brother Elgin.

There's no sword in a stone.

No, I must get back to my work.

Thank you for your trouble, Father.

I'm not thanking him. What about my theory?

It's time to go.

I can't believe it, Sidney. I'm at a complete and utter loss.

Well, don't be.

Did you notice the abbot's reaction when you showed him the tableau? He's hiding

something. He was lying, wasn't he? There is a Brother Elgin. No, I think

telling the truth about that. I thought you said he wasn't.

There was no Elgin?

Think about it. You're a monk in a cloistered monastery, and you're trying

sneak a letter out. Are you going to put your real name on it? I guess not.

I think Elgin's a suit of them of some sort.

Of course.

What? Gabriel Squire was named Elgin.

Someone's been doing his homework. Yeah, well, so has our mystery letter writer.

Oh, one more thing. Did you notice the tattoo on his arm? No. On his left

he had a strange and distinctive tattoo.

I think it means something.

Nigel Bailey?

Yes. Brother Elgin?

I couldn't contact you sooner.

My real name is Osborne. I apologize for the deception.

What's going on here?

Theodoric says all contact with the outside world leads to curiosity, and

curiosity leads to passion, and passion leads to sin.

But you responded to Nigel's letter.

I helped the abbot with the mail.

Most inquiries to the monastery are destroyed by fire.

But after reading yours... I was right about the sword, wasn't I?

It's not safe to speak here.

Go to the village.

Contact both of you.

I'll try and find you there.

Go. Go.

We have to remove all the wood and stuff from the walls and replace those

curtains. What I have in mind is that... and silk taffeta with pistachio trim.

That'll flow into the new form of the room and give it much airier feel.

The wood paneling has to go. Actually, I think Sidney's pretty fond of the wood.

Sidney? My boss, whose office you're redoing. Well, I work for the

not any Cindy person.

Well, Sidney's got some pretty specific tastes.

Oh, really? What might they be?

Well, um, thermal proof the windows.

insulate and make the space more environmentally responsible without

original character.

That's it.

What's wrong with that?

Listen, I have commissions to justify. I am not about to be dictated to by some

squeaky sorority girl.

My father has a relationship with the president of this university.

So do I.

Brother Oswin.

But the monks rallied round their foreign hero, and as Belial prepared to

Gabriel off, their prayer stirred something deep inside the knight.

Wounded though he was with his last ounce of strength, he plunged his sword

into Belial. Careful there, Zorro.

Turning the dark beast to stone and trapping the blade, where it sits to

day, waiting for some brave knight to find it.

Let me guess, when your daddy told you the story, the knight's name was Sir

Nigel? Sir Nigel the Brave.

Did he act the story out when he told you?

Well, the first time he told, he tripped over one of my mother's favorite lamps.

Something in his spirit captured my imagination and drove me to learn more

more. One of the reasons I chose a career in ancient studies.

So finding this relic would mean a great deal to you.

Well, it'd mean I proved the legend of St. Gabriel to be true.

Here, give me the cell phone. I'm going to call Claudia. I have her check on

something. Why don't you look around and see if you can find the Merchant Vassie

store. Okay.

You've always been a daydreamer, Oswin.

More fascinated with the view from your window than your devotions inside these

walls.

Now I'm not sure.

But I misjudged you.

I find comfort in the word of God.

Then quote a passage for me, Proverbs 17 .20.

He that hath a forward heart findeth no good.

He that hath a perverse tongue falleth into mischief.

I'm sorry, I don't understand. Ulrich, I saw you talking to the strangers this

afternoon.

I was only telling them to go away. Beware your tongue, Lozwin.

Should I say Elgin?

We found this hidden in your thing. It's a letter from the Englishman. It

mentions the sword. You were to destroy all correspondence.

The secret of the Thor's existence is your blood -secret vow.

Nothing to say?

Funny how only now you choose to honor your vow of

silence.

Perhaps the V -bag will loosen your tongue. No.

How did you get a letter out of the monastery?

My mistake. My mistake would be to let you live a second longer if you continue

to deny you have betrayed this order.

It was Bacchus.

Bacchus the merchant.

He mailed it for me.

Good.

Bacchus.

You never sent that letter, Oswin.

Go to the village.

Deal with Vasily.

Claudia, where have you been? I've been calling. The machine's not on. Are you

all right? I was across the quad in that disaster formerly known as our office

going over paint samples with this wicked witch of a decorator the

hired. Okay, never mind that for right now.

I need you to check on something for me. Go get a pencil and a paper.

Okay, shoot.

Draw a Z.

Okay.

Now draw a horizontal line right through the middle of it and add two little

circles to each end of that line.

Okay, I give.

What is it?

That's what I want you to find out.

Sid!

Mercy Shop's on the next corner.

What?

Huh.

Strange, the van's here.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

What about him?

Thank you.

Are you Mr. Vassi?

Emilia.

I'm Sidney Fox. This is Nigel Bailey.

Brother Oswin told us to come.

He said he'd try to meet us here.

I saw you at the monastery this morning.

You talked to Oswin?

Theodoric allowed it? Well, not exactly.

Do you know why he'd want us to come here?

No.

What have I gotten myself into?

How well do you know Brother Oswin?

I've been delivering groceries and supplies to the monastery for years.

I've known Oswin since he was a young lad in the village.

And then a couple of weeks ago, he asked me to post a letter for him.

I did.

Now Theodoric sends his monks to beat me up. I don't understand.

Hello? Nigel, put Sydney on. I've got some information for her.

Claudia, for you.

Yeah,

what do you got? It's a religious symbol. Medieval European.

Why don't you give it to... I'm way ahead of you. He's going to get back to

as soon as he gets anything.

But I've got to go now.

What's the rush?

Paint samples.

I thought that you hated the university decorator. Oh, did I forget to mention

that they'd hired an outside contractor?

What's his name?

Andreas.

They'll be back.

Theodoric is a brutal man.

Sounds like he knows tactics.

The orders recruit the young boys from poor families with few options.

Easy pickings for men like Theodoric.

Was Oswin different?

Oswin was an idealist.

He had hopes of updating the Order,

permitting it to public service and bringing it into the 20th century.

But once he was initiated, he found that Theodoric had perverted it, descended

it from Christian practice and made it into a cult of the sword.

Was Oswin alone in his hopes for change?

The other monks live in fear.

Theodoric has the order under his thumb.

Oswin was about to tell us something when I came after him.

Can I ask you something?

What was Oswin's letter to you about?

I have a theory about St. Gabriel's sword.

I don't.

Surely he told you. But there, in the monastery, I knew it.

We believe Gabriel's gauntlet, his glove, is the key to withdrawing the

from the stone.

When we showed this to Theodoric and told him our thoughts on it, he reacted

strongly. Of course.

It wanted you before it fell.

The question is, where do we start looking for it to find it first?

I trust solitude affords the opportunity to think about your actions.

Tell me, how long have you been writing these letters?

I only wrote the one, I swear it.

The truth, Oswin.

If only you could have read that young man's letter.

Sense the passion in his words.

He was only seeking the truth.

The truth about Gabriel.

I thought if he could only just see the thought.

Just to know that it exists.

What if he'd stumbled on the key?

Do you have any idea the kind of havoc he could unleash?

The Dark One's forces are all around us.

Prepare yourself.

What did he say?

You know, she recognized your Z symbol right off. It's called a Zettavar. Very

rare. It's also some sort of sun sign thingy. But get this. In 1974, several

Zettavars were uncovered at a dig in Hungary at a place called Childerick's

Hill.

Childerick's Hill?

Near here. I know the place.

Oh, and there's something else, too. He gave me a doctoral thesis.

It's got a whole bunch of sketches and a plot of the ruins. Would that help?

Yeah, get to a scanner and email it to Nigel's computer. Good work.

Thanks. By the way, how's the, uh...

Oh, oh, so good.

I'm going to chow down on some calamari as soon as Andreas gets here.

I thought you hated calamari. Oh, yeah.

Well, I'm learning to have an open mind.

Ciao.

I'll join you in a minute.

Childerick's Hill.

Legend says that St. Gabriel was buried by his squire Elgin, but the location

was kept secret.

Do you think this could be the place?

It's a good possibility.

How long will it take to get there?

Not long, but the road is very bad.

You shouldn't travel at night. It's best to wait for morning.

Is there an inn nearby?

Just up the street.

We should get a map.

I can show you the way.

That would be great.

Why can't we ever find one of these in a populated area?

Well, the ruins should be up here on the left.

The building's gone.

It was in ruins during Gabriel's time as well.

Gabriel was most likely buried below us, in a crypt or a vault of some kind. The

Z of our symbol may very well mark the where.

Well, the site plan that Claudia sent shows the places where the symbol was

found. Three, according to that.

One, near the ruins of a watchtower.

The second, near the foundation wall. And the third, dead censer in a well.

Gabriel could be buried under any one of those.

Well, that large pile of stones looks like the watchtower.

I'll check it.

I'll go look for the well.

I'll check the foundation wall.

I was just thinking of poor Oswin, of what Theodoric will do to him.

I've found it.

It's not a well, it's been filled in.

There's something underneath the fill, though.

I've found one, Sidney.

A carved stone marker with the Z of R symbol on it, about yea big.

But no sign of any crypt or any entrance.

I've found the second, just a stone, nothing else.

Okay, here's the third.

I've got it.

But it's just a marker.

There's no sign of a crypt entrance anywhere.

Why markers?

Well, according to the legend, Elgin brought Gabriel here himself.

Maybe he brought some monks from the monastery with him?

One laid the symbols to mark the hero's resting place.

Symbol. You thinking what I'm thinking?

Markers are part of a larger pattern.

What are we looking for?

Another marker.

There it is.

This is how the stones fit together.

You take the first three markers that the other archaeologists found, and then

you add the fourth.

But hang on, there's more.

Looking for a circle.

Yes, a circle.

Just like the circles at the end of the cross line.

It's almost a complete symbol.

Which means there should be another circle somewhere over there.

Circle.

Do you notice, Nigel, that the cross line runs east -west?

Something Claudia said to me on the phone yesterday got me thinking.

She said the Zadavar is a sun symbol.

It's a part of the sun.

Of course, this is brilliant.

What? A not -so -uncommon way to mark a burial place.

The sun rises in the east in life.

And sets in the west in death.

Gabriel is buried under the Western Circle.

Hello, Gabriel.

Cozy little space.

I don't see any sign of a burial.

Well, a knight of Gabriel's stature would always be buried with his armor

other valuable belongings. They would never leave him out in the open.

The work of bees is the way to Gabriel.

Your lesson's excellent.

I was an altar boy, years ago.

The work of bees.

The work of bees?

Surely it's not hanging back in the monastery.

It's made of whack.

Beeswack from the monastery.

The work of bees, but how did that lead back to Gabriel?

The keyhole behind it.

Then there has to be a key.

What are you doing?

I have a hunch.

Yeah, I think I can see something.

Way to Gabriel.

Gabriel's gone.

Get over there.

Move it!

What are you doing?

How convenient for you two that you're already in a crypt.

Niger. Symbol.

He was a monk?

Why was he living outside the Order?

I don't know.

So Bessie was working for Theodoric all along.

Playing us so we'd lead him to the gauntlet.

Those two thugs who beat Bessie up, that must have been just a show for our

benefit.

Poor Oswin.

He trusted the man.

To think we almost got sealed in here with Gabriel.

Minus his portrait.

We'd better go find Oswin.

Yeah.

Any sign of Oswin?

No.

I hate to think what they've done with him.

This relic has turned into something far greater than searching for Gabriel's

sword. We've got to get Oswin out of there.

The front gate's padlocked. The place must be on high alert.

There's Theodoric's muscle.

The front door's out of the question.

We'll have to find another way in.

You sure about this?

Yes.

You sure?

You have a better idea?

This place goes on forever.

First we find Oswin, then we look for the sword.

Prisoner's meal?

Oswin! Thank God.

You shouldn't have come. You're both in great danger. Look at your face.

The fitting's mostly gone out of it.

You directed this?

I'm so sorry.

My punishment for resisting you both.

He caught me as I was leaving for the village and locked me up.

Did you find Vassie?

Vassie's dead.

How?

Recovering the gauntlet from his hiding place.

Was he a monk?

No, no, he wasn't.

He pulled a gun on her.

Fortunately, Gabriel's armor was booby -trapped. We found the Thetophar thimble

on his arm.

Is there a chance he was working for Theodoric?

I don't know.

And the gauntlet?

I knew.

I knew you were the one, Nigel.

The minute I read your letter, I sensed the passion in your words.

I knew you were the one that would draw Gabriel's sacred sword.

I can think of no other man worthy of dawning Gabriel's sacred gauntlet. I

to interrupt, but we really should find the other relic.

The stone is hidden away in a wing of its own.

Come.

It's real.

Just like your father told you.

I wish you could be here to see that.

Put on the gala. Let's see if your theory's right.

Brother Theodoric, Oswin has escaped.

Sorry, Nigel, there's no time.

For over four centuries, this sword has been encased in stone, hidden from the

rest of the world.

Now I hold the pommel in my hand.

You've been discovered. They'll be here soon. Hurry.

No.

You're more deserving of this. You risked your life to help us. We couldn't

done this without you. And we won't if you don't get to move on.

Husband! He made a vow to watch over the captive beast, to ensure that Belial

would never again walk this earth.

Think what you're doing.

You're going to unleash the demon.

Unleash? Pull in the sword.

Release Belial.

I've waited, prayed, toiled within these walls, dreaming of your return.

The blood of your loyal servants has been shed so that you may come.

We've got to help him. We've got to put that demon back

where he came from. It's hopeless without the gauntlet and the sword.

Theodoric's next.

I'll distract them.

Oh, my God.

Ha ha ha ha!

Who's that bastard?

You put our very existence in jeopardy with your greed for the sword.

It wasn't greed, it was curiosity.

And we weren't the problem. Vassi and Oswin were hell -bent on releasing the

demon.

Vassi became obsessed with Belial and unleashing him to the world in a strange

way. He wanted to save the world from its own excesses.

I found devotion to the demon in his belongings.

Hoping to stem the tide of corruption, I had him expelled but allowed him to

keep his ties to the Order.

That's... was a tragic mistake.

Theodoric, we understand why you would want to keep this a secret, but we

question your method.

We saw the beast sink all over Oswin's face.

He broke his valves.

We could have all been destroyed.

Well, perhaps I could have been more honest with you about the sword.

Well, if we hadn't have gone through all this, we may never have rooted out

Oswin and Vaski's intentions to release the demon.

The Lord does work in mysterious ways.

I always believed the legend to be true. I just never realized removing the

sword would release the demon.

This needs to be protected.

Nobody in this order must ever know where the gauntlet is hidden.

That's why Gabriel, in his wisdom, separated them in the first place.

What would you like us to do with it?

Never let me find it.

We can do that.

Nigel, I think your father would be very proud of you right now.