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American girl, brown hair, tan coat…

The suspect is believed to be on foot.

Shit. Shit.

Stop.

Put the gun down. This is not necessary.

Lady! Stop!

- Hey! Stop! - There she is! I found her!

Sorry. Sorry.

She's got a gun!

Where is she?

She's on the gondola!

But artifacts are not limited to tools

or objects of function.

Many of them were created for worship, for beauty, for sheer artistic expression,

because these details can be as revealing as the artifact itself,

the work of society's most valuable and most advanced artisans.

So we might ask ourselves,

what is it that will survive us?

Just stop touching it, seriously.

The woman is the world expert in ancient metalwork.

She authenticated the Rhaetian Dagger.

She's not gonna be impressed with how the freaking fabric falls.

Okay, okay.

I think a little razzle-dazzle never hurt anyone.

Razzle-dazzle. Wow, Jesus, please. Just don't… don't embarrass me, man.

Me embarrass you?

Ah, the famous Medici.

World expert on all things refined and beautiful. I'm…

Just… just go.

I'm here as a favor to Henrique.

I've got donors waiting. What have you got?

You didn't tell her?

Honestly, I didn't think she'd come if I did.

I don't know how this is gonna sound, but…

I have the Blue Crown.

Right.

I'll remember this.

Yeah, I'm so sorry. I'm--

I found the Mogador scroll.

In a cache that Blackbeard brought back from North Africa

that led me to… the crown, which I recovered last week.

We've brought it here to you to authenticate.

Just look at it.

Fine.

Thank you.

Corrosion patterns…

Genuine.

You haven't restored it?

No, of course not. It'd make it harder to authenticate, right?

And you… you found this…

Agapenta.

Though if the Moroccan government asks, I'll deny it.

I didn't want to waste your time, but do you think it might be real?

You are an idiot, Henrique.

Can't this thing go any faster?

Has she responded yet, Cleo?

Nothing.

Well, it's quite a pickle.

Law enforcement behind and in front.

It's not a good spot to be in, is it,

Kiara?

Who are you?

A friend.

Foe.

Depends.

Depends on what?

On you.

I'm Anton Finch.

You run the Corsairs.

Well, I run a lot of things.

And you, or your friends,

you killed one of my men.

I'm willing to forgive and forget.

I could even help you if you answer a few questions.

Help me how?

You let me worry about that.

First,

the Blue Crown.

It exists?

I've only seen it though. I don't have it, I swear.

No, no, no, no. Chandler Groff has it.

And he killed your friend to get it, correct?

My condolences.

Now you're trying to avenge your friend's death.

There's no need to answer.

I can see that you are.

One more question. This is very, very important.

Your friend, JJ…

Was he holding the crown when he died?

No.

- No, Groff had it. - I knew it.

I am genuinely sorry he wasn't holding it.

Wait. Why?

The crown that grants all wishes,

that can even revive the dead.

That can't be real.

Well, Caesar believed it.

Alexander the Great was said to have seen its power on the battlefield.

Look, when you found the crown,

were there other artifacts with it?

Items stolen from Murat?

A… sort of a staff.

No.

We haven't got much time.

I want the crown. You want vengeance.

If you kill Groff, that will also serve my interests.

I can even help you,

offer a generous bounty if you succeed, but the crown is mine.

Agreed?

We found it first.

- It was ours. - And now it's not.

and get you out of this mess.

But I get the crown.

Do you agree?

Fine.

Fine, I just want Groff.

And I know he's here in Dubrovnik.

Can you help me or not?

Excuse me.

Did you hear that?

- Is that Kie? - Hey.

- That's Kie. - Is that a gun? He's got a gun.

- Kiara! - Hey! Kie!

- Kiara! - Kie! Kiara!

Hey! Hey!

We gotta get her out of there.

We have to turn around.

- So we gotta go back down. - Wait, wait. Guys, guys, cops.

Shit.

Either she did it and they're coming to get her,

or she attempted to do it and they're still coming.

- She's screwed. - We gotta get back down.

It's now or never.

You're joking.

Here's your chance.

You see that ladder?

Are you crazy?

I can't do that.

But the cops are waiting.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I… I will have to run some further tests.

I have a kit at my flat. Could you spare another hour?

It will go such a long way to authenticate.

Yeah, take all of the time you need. As long as I can stay here with the crown.

Yes, of course.

It's just a scientific proof for the buyers.

- What is it? - Uh, I'll get rid of them.

Here.

Congratulations.

What a discovery.

Uh, so…

Apparently there's been a disturbance on the plaza.

Somebody with a gun.

Did they catch him?

Apparently it's a her. And no, not yet.

Should we find another way out?

I mean, I have a car waiting on the service road.

- Let's do that. - We could go to my flat right now.

- I could finish my analysis. - Fine.

Donors can wait another day. Would you be a dear and just talk to them?

- Yeah. - Just make up an excuse.

- Let's go. - Yes.

Hey. We actually need to come here--

Stand back.

Take the next one.

- What's happening? - Shit. Shut up, John B.

Just… just chill. Okay, okay.

Send her photo. She can't be too far.

We are looking for a girl. Have you seen her?

She's at the top.

At the top!

Yeah! Yeah!

- Where? - I don't know.

Head to the top!

It's been confirmed.

Groff… is somewhere in town.

And he has the crown.

Spread out. Check our contacts. Let's go.

Come on, come on, come on.

Stop! Police!

Hey!

Stop!

- Mr. Groff, should we? - Yeah.

Female suspect is armed and still at large.

So what now?

No idea.

Juric, any sign of Groff?

Negative. We'll keep looking.

It's just upstairs.

Pope, anything from Kie?

- No. - Cle?

Nothing yet.

She's not picking up.

Where'd she go?

It's not easy, is it?

What are you talking about?

Killing someone.

That shit was the same for me.

- I've been messed up ever since. - We're not the same.

Not the same? Are you… Listen, man. You were protecting Cleo.

I was protecting my dad, okay? It's not that different.

You murdered a sheriff.

In cold blood. For your murderer father.

Who stole gold from us.

Then you stole the cross that belonged to my ancestors

and melted it.

We are not the same. I have empathy.

You're a psycho.

Leave me alone.

Hey. Pope. Kiara's got Groff.

- John B. - John B.

She got him.

Okay, great. Tell her we're on our way.

- Okay. - Okay, we gotta go. We gotta go.

Go, yeah, go.

Well, it's certainly gold.

But I could tell that just by looking at it.

The, uh, carbon dating is going to take a few weeks,

but will check out.

I know it.

This is real.

Congratulations.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Angry donors.

I'll be a minute.

Thank you.

Hello.

This is Dr. Craig. You know me as, um--

Medici. The great expert on antiquities.

It's funny you should call. I nearly went to your lecture today.

Wait.

You're here?

So you're… you're in Dubrovnik?

Surprised?

So what can I do for such an esteemed scholar?

Um, a few weeks back,

you offered me a substantial reward

if I had any lead on the actual Blue Crown.

At the time, I thought it was ludicrous.

I mean, it had been missing for three centuries.

And something's different now?

Ten million,

you said.

Ten million Swiss francs for the location of the crown.

In a secure account.

The offer still stands.

In that same conversation, I told you that if I ever did find the crown,

I would like some time with it myself.

Yeah. I recall our conversation vividly. The offer still stands.

I have the crown with me.

And if you're here in Dubrovnik,

and if you can get to the Excelsior quickly…

Palace Excelsior.

The owner is skittish.

Just keep him there.

Do we have a deal?

Suite 202.

You work for me now.

So, I have some good news.

After placating the donors, I've made a few phone calls.

And it seems that we have an interested buyer right here.

In Dubrovnik. And if he likes the piece, which I'm confident he will--

I'd like to remain anonymous.

Yes, of course. You… you can stay in the back.

But we could do this right now.

Get a bid today. Get the ball rolling.

Wait, hold on.

- Right now? - Well…

Who's your buyer?

The buyer, understandably, would like to keep their identity hidden.

Just as you do.

But… this is a good thing.

- Is it? - Yes.

Then tell me who your buyer is.

I have a non-disclosure with the buyer,

which I will respect.

Just as I respect your request to remain anonymous, Mr. Groff.

Tell me who it is… or I walk.

There's nothing to worry about.

I assure you, the buyer is beyond reputable.

He is one of the foremost collectors of antiquities in the world.

It's not Finch, is it?

Anton Finch?

Tell me it's not him.

He is a legitimate buyer, Mr. Groff.

With an army of mercenaries.

I beg your pardon?

You have no idea what you've done.

He will kill us both.

Groff's on the second floor.

Secure the crown.

Then worry about him.

Wait here. This shouldn't take long.

Mr. Groff, he will pay you.

He has killed dozens just like you!

I need you to lower your tone.

What have you--

- I… That must be them. I'll talk to them. - Get out of my way.

Go… go to the other room. Keep the crown with you.

Hello. Uh, welcome.

Uh, follow me.

The crown is through… through here.

Chandler.

The prodigal son returns.

Anton.

Uh, Mr.… Mr. Finch.

I thought it might be you, uh…

It's good to see you.

Um…

I was… was hoping we could… do a deal.

Oh, no, no.

No need for all that.

It's just as Alexander the Great described it.

Mr. Finch?

No. Keep him alive for now. I have some questions.

Uh, yeah, yes, of course. I'm an… I'm an asset.

Not for long.

Congratulations, men.

Back to base camp.

Mr. Finch…

You… you… I'm sorry, but you did promise immediate payment.

And some time with the crown. I did everything you asked.

Yes, of course.

Her payment.

Thank you. I really did do everything you asked.

Oh! God!

Let's go.

Juric! Let's go!

Okay, we're coming up on the pin.

All right. Text Kie. Let her know we're close.

She's gotta be…

Hey, hey!

She's gotta be in that building.

Oh shit.

- Guys? - Hey.

I'll take that.

Is that the crown? That's the crown.

And that's Groff.

All right. See you at the boat.

- Shit. - So… so what do we do?

- Kiara says follow the Blue Crown. - What?

- We can't just leave her. - Where?

It's what she said.

To the marina!

- It's now or never. We can cut 'em off. - What about Kie?

- Send her our pin. She'll be fine. - Come on!

They're headed for the marina. Come on!

- This is the way, right? - Yeah.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

- Yeah. - Let's do it.

Here we go. Get ready!

Yeah.

- The crown! - Sarah!

No!

- Give it to me. - No!

Help!

John B!

- Sarah! - Get off of me!

Thanks, man.

Give me the crown.

Guys. Cops! Run!

Go, go, go!

Let's get out of here!

Go, go! Let's go!

- Who has the crown? - I don't know. Where's Groff?

To the boat! Now! Move!

- John B's going after Finch! - No!

- Then we take Groff. - Which way did he go?

- That way! - Come on.

They all left.

That way. You! That way.

- Got anything? - No.

You see him?

Whoa, this way!

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

It's Kiara.

- Hey! - I'm tailing Groff.

He's heading towards the big church.

The church.

I know where that's at.

Come on!

Sorry, Juric.

Shit!

Wait! Wait! Wait.

I'm unarmed. I'm not…

- I'm not resisting. - Shut up!

Kiara, stop! Please! Please!

Please.

I'll give you the crown.

I'll kill you how you killed him.

Burn in hell!

I… am a killer.

Are you?

You're not.

You don't know me.

I do.

You won't give up the chance to see JJ again.

I said shut up.

I have the crown.

I have it.

I'll give it… to you. Just let me live.

Where is it?

They say… you can see your loved ones again.

They say…

it can bring back the dead.

No!

No.

No.

No.

No.

Finch! Hang on. We're coming!

No. No.

Shit!

Shit!

Hey, Kie! Kie!

No! No!

John B, where is he? Where's Groff?

Listen to me. I was going after Finch. I was going after Finch. He has the crown.

And he went… he went over…

- No. - …the ledge.

- With the crown. He had it. - Hey!

Hey. Did you find Groff?

- Yeah. - Did you do it?

- I had him. - Did you do it?

- They on us. - No.

- We gotta go. We gotta move. - I can't go yet. I don't wanna go.

Cops coming.

Cops coming this way. Let's go.

- No, I can't leave. - We have to go!

I owe it to him!

I owe him!

Beelzebub done signed my name

I'm on his mind

Gave me everything but

Feet don't fail me now

Whatever my lot

Ooh