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They will be back, with more of them are coming.
We must go.

Hide this,
where it wouldn't be found.

My journey ends here.
- No.

You must complete the task,
which we began.

Survival of our Order
depends on it.

No! No!

NEW YORK
718 years later

This is Channel 4 News
and we're live from Manhattan,

where the Who's Who
of New York's elite have gathered

for this unique exhibit of
priceless Vatican treasures,

some of which have not been
seen publicly for hundreds of years.

Tess! Tess!
- Clive!

Hey, gorgeous!

My, don't you
clean up nice!

- Thank you. Thank you.
You clean up even better.

"The Last Templar"
PART I

- So, how was typhoid?

- Ugh! It wasn't quite as unpleasant
as the dysentery we suffered in Ethiopia.

It had us running through
half the loos in Africa.

- Good choice of verb.
- Mm-hmm...

- Do you remember that parasite
I had in my foot in India?

- Yes, I most
certainly do.

The little bastard wormed
his way into your foot.

- As I have tried to
worm my way into your heart.

- Ha! I just
kept thinking:

"I can't lose my foot. What
will I do with all my shoes?"

- Exactly. Those are
brilliant footwear for a dig.

- Mmm... Do you think?
- Brilliant.

- Thank you, especially
if you dig with the heel.

Tess!
Hi. How are you?

I'm good.
How are you? -I'm Fine

Excuse me.

- We are extremely excited and,
in fact, relieved

to finally have this
exhibition come to New York.

As you can understand, it's
taken hundreds of people.

We're thrilled about the
reaction it's getting.

- So, do you miss it?
- What? Sex?

- That, too.
But I was referring to the digs, silly.

You used to be
archaeology's rising star.

And now you... Well...
- What do you think?

- I think, Miss Chaykin,
that it is in your blood.

- And besides, do you think
dear old dad left anything

for the rest of us to find?
- Not a thing.

"The Cross of Constantine.
Unearthed by Oliver Chaykin,

to the Vatican's
eternal gratitude."

- They said it would
never be found.

To dad.

- To dad. Hmm!

Hey, hey!
Hold on!Hold on!

Nobody told us about this
stunt. You got a permit?

- Some kind of 12th-century
multigeared decoder.

- What do you think it's
supposed to decode?

- Oh my God!
- Come on!

- [Woman]: Help!

Come on!

Clive!

- Veritas vos liberabit.

Tess!

- Clive, are you OK?

- That was a bit
dramatic, I suppose.

- Oh my God!

It's my arm, I think.

Hey! Come back here! That
doesn't belong to you!

Tess!

- [Man]: Don't shoot!
They have the mayor's wife!

Put your guns down!
Don't shoot! Put them down!

It's the mayor's wife.
Don't shoot. Put them down!

Hang on!

Get out of the way!

Come on!

Go!

Ho! Ho, boy!

Where is it?
Damn bastard!

- Freeze!

- Hey! No. No,
you misunderstand.

I'm recovering this
for the museum.

I'm not stealing this. I'm re--
That guy was stealing it. I'm--

- I don't think the coroner's gonna
have too much trouble figuring out cause of death.

- Where's the head?
- Ambulance.

- All right.
- How about we keep the body and the head together,

for old time's sake?
- You're sentimental, you know that?

- Yeah.

What?

You're kidding me!
You've got to be...

- Close. Very close.
- ...kidding me.

- Ow! You should be thanking me.
I recovered that for you!

I risked my life for that and
you treat me like a criminal.

This is ridiculous! There's no
need to push or to be rude.

- This her?
- And you are?

- Agent Daly, FBI.
- You're a little late, aren't you?

- I'm apologies, it's not every day
the Knights of the Round Table

show up and behead someone in Manhattan.

- And where was the security? Where were you?

I mean, do you really think I wanted
to retrieve the Cross of Constantine?

It took me 3 hours to dress!

- You're telling me,
you had nothing to do with this?

- Tess Chaykin. Mother of one, solid citizen,
head of archaeology at the Manoukian Institute.

- I don't steal artifacts from museums.
I dig them up out of the ground.

- Mrs. Indiana Jones?

That's it. I'm the
sequel to the prequel.

Now, if you would please,
um, remove these.

They really don't go with
what remains of my dress.

- Let me get this straight.

You steal a police horse,
ride off into the park

after bad guys who
just beheaded a cop.

You chase them down.
You corner one and nearly

impale him with a stick? Is that right?

- Yes! And it's not a stick. It's a crozier.
It's a ceremonial staff used by popes.

- I stand corrected.
Are you insane?

- No, that cross belonged
to the Emperor Constantine,

who held it in his hands
the night he converted to Christianity,

where he ascended into Heaven,
and the angels sounded their trumpets.

What people will believe
to get them through the day!

However, that cross is a major
find of my farther, my late father's.

I was there when he dug
it up out of the ground.

I sure as hell wasn't gonna let
some thug get away with it.

- Well, that explains everything.
- It actually does explain everything.

- Uncuff her.
- Thanks you.

- You're welcome.

- Oh, oh, oh!
Be very careful with that, please.

It is over 1,700 years old.
The central stone is a little wonky.

- Just take it.
- I mean it.

By the way, if you're
not gonna thank me

for making you guys look good
and catching the bad guy,

the least you could do
is replace my Manolos.

- I'm sorry. Your what?
- My Manolo Blahniks.

- Manolo who?

- If you've got to ask,
you can't afford them.

- Unbelievable!

- He was over there injured. I was hoping you'd tell
me where he ended up.

- We'll be in touch with you.
- Thanks.

- She made you look.

- In disbelief, all right?

She's an overconfident,
reckless, irritating,

type-A type who thinks she
knows better than everybody.

Crazy!
- Yeah, she is hot.

- Mom!
- Hi, sweetheart!

- We just saw it on TV!
- Yeah?

- The cops were chasing
them through the park

and one of them dumped the
mayor's wife in the bushes!

- I know, but she's
gonna be fine.

And I didn't let them get
your grandfather's cross.

Now, I think it's time for all
good cowgirls to go to bed.

Good night, Jeri.

- With all the
excitement, bed?

Mom, what happened
to your shoes?

- It was that
kind of party.

- I've just spoken
to Cardinal Brugnone.

I had to explain.
Unbelievable!

- I've just compiled a list
of what was stolen, damaged. I'll send it to him.

- Priceless treasures, a police officer dead.

- I'll extend the Pope's sympathies
to the family of the deceased policeman

and tell them a mass will
be said in his memory in St. Peter's.

- Yes, good.
What's this decoder?

- I have no idea.
- Good work, as always, Michael.

- One of New York's
finest is beheaded!

The mayor's wife is thrown onto
the back of a horse and taken away.

Vatican treasures looted
by medieval knights in Manhattan!

- Ma'am, we did get one of them.

- Correction.
Tess Chaykin got him.

- His name's Gus Waldron.
We think he's the killer.

We're running DNA tests
on his sword right now.

- Did you talk to him?
- We will as soon as he's conscious.

- Get him to talk.
If he doesn't,

why don't you get Tess
Chaykin to work him over?

- [Aparo]: You want to hear my
brilliant theory on this?

- Islamic fundamentalists.

- Heh! Wearing crusader
outfits with big red crosses?

- That's why it's so brilliant.
Like, who would think?

- Oh my God!

- They've got helmets on, so no tattoos
or marks we can use to ID them.

- And the horses?

- Hard to make out
if they're branded.

- Stop.
Go back.

Right there.

- Hmm... Tess Chaykin.

Oh, she can dig for my priceless
artifacts any day. Hello!

- What?
- Tess Chaykin.

- It's...
- She can dig.

- No, I got it.

Who is it?

- Manolo Blahnick.

- You know, I'm finding
it kind of hard to imagine

you deciding between peep
toes and strappy heels.

- Well, I... I hope they fit.
- Well, there's only one way to find out.

Thank you.
I'm touched.

- The Bureau extends its thanks
for your heroic antics,

sorry, actions of last night,
but adds that it...

- They're gorgeous.
- ...discourages civilians..

from taking matters
into their own hands.

I'm glad you like them.
- They're great!

Speaking of last night, you were
close to some of the knights.

Is there anything
you remember?

- One of the knights
who took the decoder,

speaking Latin, he said:
"Veritas vos liberabit."

- "The truth shall set you free."

- I also remember whacking
him with the crozier.

- So, you don't like coffee.

Now you're gonna say
you don't eat donuts.

- No, that's cops.
We're into muffins.

- But not coffee.
- No, I love coffee, just not now.

It's Lent, so...
- So you gave up coffee for 40 days?

- Yep! - Wow!
Anything else?

- Swearing, chocolate, carbon emissions.

- All the big sins.

- And a few other things
that I'll keep to myself.

- Wow, I didn't know anybody did that anymore.

- Well, with a name like Sean Daly,
it's practically genetic.

Plus 8 years Boston College with the Jesuits,
you get the idea.

I take it you're not particularly religious.

- Not particularly.
- Tsk! You're going to hell.

Why do you think they were
dressed as Templars?

- Last costume at the rental shop?

- It looks like you could use
a new pair of these, too, huh?

- Oh, those are my good-luck boots.
Those have taken me to digs around the world:

Turkey, Syria, Afghanistan.

- I bet you'd sure like to
put those back on, huh?

But raising a daughter is a
full-time job. I understand.

- Yeah, my dad was away
a lot when I was a kid.

I don't wanna do that to her.
She's the light of my life.

If you are ... If you remember anything else,
call that number.

You'll get me right away.

- Thank you,
Special Agent Sean Daly.

You have a good day.

- In 1118, the Knights Templar
went to Jerusalem

to protect the pilgrims who
were going to the Holy Land

after it was recaptured
by the Crusaders.

Over the next 200 years,
they became powerful and rich.

How did they get rich?

- Some people say that they
discovered King Solomon's treasure.

- What happened to it?
- Well, the Church came after them

accused them of heresy
and got rid of them.

Probably because they
got too powerful.

But the legend goes that some of them
sailed away on 18 galleys

with that treasure,
never to be seen again.

- So, it's still out there?
- That treasure could be the greatest find of all time.

- And you could be
the one to find it!

You think there's a map?

- If there was a map,
it would probably be in code

because the Templars were
masters of encryption.

And of course, you would need
a decoder to find the treasure.

What if that
decoder was Templar?

The one they stole.

- Yes, I'm fine.
I'm fine.

Invalid, but I can
put my pants on.

- Yes, stand up. I need
you to focus. All right?

That was not a robbery last night.
- No?

- Those men were after nothing less
than the treasure of the Knights Templar.

- Stop. You're gonna
make me laugh.

- No. Remember that decoder
we were looking at?

- Just as they came riding
in on those horses?

- No, all I remember is you desperately
trying to save my life.

Thank you very much.

Well.. one of the knights went straight up to
that decoder and took it and nothing else.

- Now that
is strange, OK.

- They made the whole
thing look like a robbery

in order to mask
the real purpose.

- Which was?
- They stole the decoder

to decode the map
to the treasure of the Templars.

- You're having a recurrence of malaria.
- I need a Templar expert.

- Oh, you're serious.
- Yes.

- Bill Vance.

- Bill?
- You know him?

- Of course. He was my dad's
favourite colleague.

I spent just about every summer
with him on digs as a kid.

But his specialty's
Phoenicians.

- Oh, he doesn't exactly advertise
his recent love of Templar.

It's tantamount to academic suicide:
Roswell, UFOs, that sort of thing.

Did you talk to the police about this?

- Just another crackpot
theory, right?

- Ah, right.

Tess? Tess?

- Visiting Grandma,
Agent...

- Aparo.
- Right.

- I was just checking
on Gus Waldron,

you made quite an impression
on him last night:

concussion, multiple fractures,
internal injuries.

Just a night out for you?
- They don't joust like they used to.

So, did he say anything? Do you
know who's behind all this?

- Not yet. I'm waiting for
Agent Daly to question him.

Excuse me.

Yeah?
Sure. Yeah.

- You know, I thought you'd given up
all that Joan of Arc business, no?

You're a respected academic now.
You've got a daughter, you know.

And, Tess?
- All right.

Now, just be very still and
quiet and I'll be right back.

Don't say a thing. Um, he's
ready for the ice bath.

- Tess? No, no.
No ice bath. Tess!

- It's OK.

- Hello, Gus.
- You!

- Yep, it's me.

Temper, temper.

- What are you? FBI?

- The decoder, Gus.
What did you do with it?

- What decoder? I don't
know anything about that.

- All right,
then I want your associates.

Names, Gus. I don't
have a lot of time.

- What do I get out of it?
- You get a deal.

The Vatican gets its treasures
back, shows you its mercy.

- OK. Fine.
- Good choice, Gus.

- Hi, Special Agent Daly.

- Please call me Sean,

now that I know your right
foot is bigger than your left.

- What do you want?

Look, I already told your
partner everything I know.

I gave her name, right?
That's all I know.

- You just make sure
the deal is-- Ah!

- What are you doing
here, Miss Chaykin?

- Oh...

... Tess, now that I know you graduated
from Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow.

- Yes.

- You visiting someone?
- Yes, my friend, Clive.

He was injured in the museum last night.
- Of course.

- I'm here to
take him home.

- I want their names,
all of them.

- Nice to see you.
- You as well.

- Have a nice day.
- I'll see you.

Petrovic.
The others, I want the others.

- [Tess]: Feeling cool and refreshed?
- Yes, thank you for abandoning me

to the tender care of Igor,
the ice-bath nurse.

- First name basis, always good.
- Yep.

- Listen, don't tell anyone what
I told you about the Templars.

- Tess, what are you up to?
- "The truth shall set you free."

- They figure a heart attack,
massive. Couldn't revive him.

- Heart attack!

I thought you said all
he had was broken bones.

- We're waiting for the autopsy, but...
- It's suspicious.

- I'd say. Security tapes?

- Yeah. Can you roll
the tapes, please?

Everyone going into
Waldron's room checks out,

except for a female doctor we haven't
been able to identify yet and an FBI agent.

- Who?
- An FBI agent deceased 2 years ago.

- Great!

- Whoever he is, he's a pro.
Take a look at this.

Knows where the camera is.
He's able to hide his face.

He knows what
he's doing.

- I'm supposed to explain
this to the Vatican?

- Could you play that tape
of the doctor for me?

- Yeah, thank you.

Wait, stop it there.

-What?

- And, uh, and zoom
in on her feet.

Look at that.
Size 9 and a half.

Left foot bigger
than the right.

- The Vatican is, of course, very distressed
at the loss of such precious artifacts.

- Yes, I certainly understand, Monsignor De Angelis.

- It's regrettable that your only suspect
succumbed to his injuries.

- Agent Daly!

Sean Daly heads our investigative team.

Monsignor De Angelis.
- Father.

- Oh, please call me Michael.

- Oh, thank you, but,
uh, I'll stick to Father,

if you don't mind.

- Well, if you'll excuse me.

- You're Catholic.
- I am, yes.

- Practising? Uh, forgive me.
I shouldn't be so inquisitive.

You know, in many ways,
our work is not dissimilar.

- How so?

- We both help people
come to terms with their transgressions.

Well, don't let me keep you.
- Of course.

- I did a quick search this morning.
Bill Vance is MIA.

He's no longer at
Columbia University.

His email account is shut
down, no phone listing.

Lots and lots of Google hits,
but, um, I'm sorry.

I can't find his whereabouts.

I'm sorry

Any luck yet?
- Not yet.

- Strange that Vance
would've just disappeared.

It's so unlike the old sod.

- It's actually not Bill that I'm looking for.

- Anyone I know?
- I doubt it.

His name is Branko Petrovic.

Wait!

The horses! Why didn't
I think of that before?

- Coming!

Hello.
- FBI. I need to speak to Tess Chaykin.

- Tess!
- Um, she left about a half an hour ago.

Shouldn't we be talking
warrants and such?

Abuse of process, illegal searches,

violation of public trust and such.
Not that I'm a lawyer, I'm just a friend.

- Branko Petrovic?

- Branko Petrovic.

- As you can see, Mr. Petrovic,
your little friend here, he likes to dance.

So, names!
- I don't know! Look, I told you!

- Hey, can I help you?
- Yeah, I'm looking for Branko Petrovic.

- Yeah, he's in the back.

- Mitch! Mitch Adeson, he hired me.

Mitch Adeson!
- The 4th one!

Who's the 4th one?

- I only saw him
that one time!

- Ah! Mitch knows! Ah!
- Mitch?

- Talk to Mitch.
He knows.

- Very good, Mr. Petrovic.

I do appreciate your cooperation.
- Branko Petrovic?

- Mitch Adeson!

- Branko Petrovic?

- Well, another dead body and
what a coincidence! You again.

- The guy that must've done that to him
knocked me over as I came in right there.

And I tried to help him, but
it was too late. He was dead.

I had nothing to do with it.
- Nothing?

So, you just happened
to be taking an afternoon stroll

in the stables of a crooked
ex-cop who was happen

to be in charge of the
mounted division and

whose horses are the only ones in the city
capable of pulling off a heist

like we had at the museum
the other night.

And this is... It's just a grand coincidence, right?
- That isn't what I said.

- I don't believe you. Come here.
- Oh no! Really?

Really.
Come on.

- No thanks. I gave
it up for Lent.

- Mm-hmm. Cards on the table, Miss Chaykin.

- It's Dr. Chaykin if we're being so formal.

- What the hell are you up to?

I thought you checked out:
a respected academic, a mom.

But you've been
holding out on me.

And what you know,
I want to know right now

or you will be charged as a suspect
in the murders of Branko Petrovic

and Gus Waldron.

- Gus Waldron?
What do you mean?

- He died soon after you left
his hospital room, Dr. Chaykin.

His heart just stopped.
- I have nothing to do with that.

- There were 2 unexplained
visitors to his room.

The first one was an FBI agent,
who, it turns out, died a few years ago.

The second one was a female doctor
who looked exactly like you. Now..

- I admit I talked to Gus Waldron
and he gave me Branko Petrovic's name.

- You thought you'd do my job?

- No! I'm trying to negotiate
the return of the decoder.

I felt maybe I could do that.
- What?

- The 12th-century decoder

that was stolen in front of me.
- Yeah, I know the decoder.

- Yeah, I am assuming that
the thief or thieves

don't understand the immense value
that it holds for archeology.

- The Templars, the last two,
tell me their names.

- I don't have them.
He only gave me Petrovic.

- I'm looking for a killer, Dr. Chaykin.

If you don't tell me,
you don't get to go home.

- Why do you put your life
at risk? For archaeology?

- It wouldn't be the first time.

- What's the real reason you're doing this?

- OK, cards on the table, right?
- Cards are on the table.

- It's about my dad. My father devoted his
entire life to archaeology.

He spent all of his
time away from his home...

away from me

searching and digging
on every continent.

He was haunted by the desire
to uncover the truth

with a capital "T":

that deep eternal truth about
people and their mystery.

One day in Turkey,
he was on a dig and

he saw a fiery cross burning in the sky.

And he thought: "OK, I have sun
stroke or fatigue or something."

And then the next day,
it happened again.

And that day, he found
the Cross of Constantine.

This is the same cross that I recovered

the other night at the museum.

Now.. my dad always used
to joke around and say,

for that one day,

he believed in God
because God believed in him

and led him to the cross.

And I was never really sure
if he was serious or not about that.

- And this explains...

- It's what my dad would've
wanted me to do.

And that, in this way, he's...

He's still alive for me and...

I can share his quest.

I can get a little piece of him back.

The Knights Templar were
guardians of the Church.

They were guardians of the
holy truth that you believe in!

Now, the decoder will
unlock their writings.

And, if it's lost, their message that
would mean so much

to faithful people like yourself
the world over,

it would be gone forever.

That... is the power
of archaeology.

- I, uh, won't be seeing
you again, will I?

Well, should there be, I don't know,
a cave-in at the Holland Tunnel

or another dead Templar
or a combination of the two.

- I don't go chasing after trouble,
Agent Daly.

- Of course not. You're Kim's mom.
- You don't need to remind me.

Well, goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Come in. Please, sit down.
- Thanks you.

- You have news?
- Uh, nothing concrete yet, Father.

But I was wondering, what's
this 12th-century decoder?

- It's of little value,
except for research purposes.

- Someone seems to think
it's pretty valuable.

- An ancient artifact that's
been gathering dust

for hundreds of years
in the Vatican archives.

How it wound up among
the collection of treasures

is really the only mystery.

- Could there be some link
to the Knights Templar?

- Because of the red crosses
on the thieves' costumes.

Is this something
Dr. Chaykin suggested?

I remember seeing her that night,

chasing after the thieves
with a crozier,

wearing a cocktail dress.

- She did bring this to
my attention, yes.

- And she thinks this robbery
was the work of a religious order

that ceased to exist
over 700 years ago.

- He locked me up.
He threatened me.

And then he said he was
gonna haul me off to jail.

And under the Patriot Act, he
doesn't even have to charge me.

No.

- So, um, did you find your precious decoder?
- None of course

- Help!
- What's that smell?

We're not eating chick peas again?

- No, tonight's dinner is grape leaves

stuffed with wild rice and sweet onions--

- Uncle Clive?
- Yes?

- I think you've
made a full recovery.

- Oh, right.

So, you're trying to hint
that maybe I should go home?

You little
double-crosser!

Go! Put this on the table. No
dessert for you. Go! Go, go, go.

Oh, by the way, I found some
information on Vance for you.

It's on your computer.

- Is that the Professor Vance
you always talk about?

- Yeah.

- It's really sad...
about the accident.

- Really sad.

Car crash and...

[ Snapping fingers ]
...boom!

Wife and daughter
gone from the planet.

I was at the funeral. That
was the last time I saw him.

- That was a year
ago, the accident,

a year ago tomorrow.

- So, if Bill were going
to surface somewhere,

it would be...

- At the cemetery,
tomorrow.

- And?

- I don't know if I can
believe a word she says.

Between the stories she
tells me about her father

and this Cross of Constantine,
I just don't know.

- Back to the present
and closer to home,

Branko Petrovic's phone records
list one Mitch Adeson.

They were together
at Rikers.

And they traded
a bunch of calls

before and after the
theft at the museum.

[ Knocking on door ]

- [Sean]:
Open up! FBI!

[ Knocking on door ]

[ Loud thud ]

[ Siren wailing ]

Ah, we're always one step
behind, one effing step behind!

- Hello, Bill.

- Tess.

- I'm so sorry
for your loss.

- Well, they're
in a better place.

That's what they used
to say, isn't it?

Thank you.

[ Laughing softly ]

Hmm!

- [Tess]: How have
you been, Bill?

- Well, after
they died, I...

I think
I lost my mind.

For a time, I traveled,
aimlessly. Heh!

I found myself in
Languedoc in France.

There was an ancient
church, a legend.

It got me
going again.

- A legend?

- Yes. The legend was

that the last Templar had
hidden something there.

- A map to the
Templar treasure?

- Oh, the treasure
is very real.

It just may not be
what people expect.

Picture this, Tess.

The fall of 1290, the power
of the Templars is fading.

The Catholic Church is
having Templars arrested,

tortured and
accused of heresy.

William of Beaujeau,
the Grand Master of the Templars,

calls upon two of his loyal knights,
Martin and Aimard.

He gives them

a precious scroll
to take with them.

This sacred document of
immeasurable importance

to the fate
of Christianity

was to be taken back
to the Holy Land

and revealed to the world.

But then...

May, 1291.

Jerusalem is on fire.

Thousands have died.

Aimard and Martin's mission
was now compromised.

[ Horse neighing ]

[ Grunting ]

The Templar Knights
prepare to die,

overwhelmed by
Muslim warriors.

[ Men screaming ]

[ Screaming ]

Then...

William of Beaujeau, the
Grand Master of the Templars,

orders his knights,
Martin and Aimard, to flee!

To abandon the
final battle!

[ Man screaming ]

They have to protect the
sacred document at all costs.

[ Men grunting ]

- I'm going back. I won't
abandon my brothers.

- You think I want
to abandon them?

These are our orders
from the Grand Master!

- They'll slaughter
them all!

- This document is
crucial to our mission!

- Martin, we have to go.

- [Bill]: Muslim warriors,
in greater numbers,

were swarming
from all sides.

The only way
out was by sea.

Aimard had finally convinced
Martin to follow him

in his desperate escape,

even though
he wasn't sure

if their ship had managed
to reach the port.

The Falcon Temple was
there waiting for them.

They would be the only
survivors of the massacre.

The ship was also carrying the
so-called Templar treasure.

Riches taken from
the Holy Land,

which they'd managed
to bring on board

before the city was
besieged by the Muslims.

[ Groaning ]

As the slaves rowed
in the galley below,

they watched helplessly as the
city burned in the distance.

[ Men screaming ]

The Templars had
managed to escape

with their
precious document.

- The Templar motto,
what was it?

- Veritas vos liberabit.

- "The truth shall
set you free."

- It will set us all free.

- It was you in the museum.

Sorry I bruised
your check.

- Hmm! You always had a good arm.
[ Chuckling ]

The decoder was
all I wanted.

It's--it's the only
reason I became involved.

- With murderers?

- I deeply regret the
death of the policeman.

That Gus Waldron is
a nasty bit of work.

- Was.

He's dead, so is
Branko Petrovic.

Three are dead
because of all this.

- I had nothing
to do with that.

Is that why you came looking
for me, Tess? To turn me in?

- I'm not a cop, Bill.
I'm an archaeologist.

I had heard you knew
something about the Templars.

That's all.

- Well then, come. Come
and see with your own eyes.

I can let you in

on one of the greatest
archaeological finds

of our time.

I need someone
to share it with.

- He's leaving with her.

- Ah, may I?

- Yes.

It does inspire
awe, doesn't it?

- I'll say.

- The key
that unlocks

the secret of
the Templars.

[ Bill chuckling ]

- Does it work?

- I take the coded
letters from the scroll

and carefully put
them into the decoder.

To think I'd been to the Vatican
library all those times.

It was just sitting
in some storeroom gathering...

gathering dust.

A little cleaning,

a little oil,

it works perfectly.

The Templars were
extraordinary craftsmen.

- Bill?
- Hmm?

- Why steal it?

Why couldn't you just ask the
Vatican if you could borrow it?

[ Laughing ]

- I can imagine
the conversation.

"And, uh...

"why would you need a Templar
decoder, Professor Vance?"

"Well, your Holiness, I intend
to decipher a Templar scroll

"that will
blow your mind."

[ Cellular ringing ]

- Yeah, Daly.

Yeah.

- I don't know.
She was supposed to pick me up,

take me to the doctor's.

She never showed. I had
to wobble there myself.

She's not answering
her phone.

I'm a bit worried.

- Tess Chaykin's missing.

- She's probably
shopping for shoes.

- Do you know
where she was last?

- Yes, she was
supposed to meet up

with a certain Bill Vance.
He's a Templar expert.

- All right. What kind
of car is she driving?

New York plates,
TT0 1551.

It's a light-khaki
Jeep Compass.

- Going back
over 700 years,

a young priest was called
to an old man's deathbed

to give him
the last rites.

The old man revealed that he
was the last surviving Templar.

His name was
Martin of Carmaux.

As he lay dying,

he dictated the story of
his journey with Aimard.

The young priest encrypted
every word on a scroll,

using one of the
Templar's secret codes.

Then...

At the remains of his
ancestral castle near Albi,

the precious scroll,

I found it.

Yes, Tess, this is it:
a message from the last Templar.

- The instructions to
the Templar treasure?

Bill,

this could be one of the
greatest finds in history!

- You and me,
like old times.

[ Door opening ]

[ Birds flying away ]

Did you have someone follow us?
- No, I wouldn't--

- Shhh!

You'll be all
right, Tess.

I'll take care of it.

- Bill,
what are you doing?

- I'll be back.

[ Grunting ]

Tess!

Tess!

[ Screaming ]

[ Heavy breathing ]

[ Heavy breathing ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Bird flying ]

[ Gunshot ]

- Get down!

- No!

[ Gunshots ]

- [Softly]: Rats!

- Who was that?

- I don't know.

- Oh, rats!

Go away! Go away!

- You wanna go check outside?
- Yeah.

I'll get
some backup.

[ Sighing ]

- Hey, baby.

Lost?

It's OK.

I think you're
gonna hang out here

and party with us
for a while.

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunting ]

- You little bitch!

- I'm nobody's baby.

[ Horn honking ]

- Dr. Chaykin!

- Agent Daly?

- You, uh, you left
these back there.

I thought you might
like them. They're nice.

- Thank you.

- Did you plant a
tracking device on me

when I wasn't looking?

- We found the crypt
and the trap door.

Believing you
were underground,

I put agents
at each exit.

I was on my way to one now,
but I guess I just got lucky.

- Yeah.
- Your friend, Clive, called.

He was worried.

- He does that.

- Did you find him?
- Find whom?

- Professor Vance, the Templar expert.
Did you find him?

- Look, I found him
at the cemetery.

At his wife and
daughter's grave.

I had no idea it
would end up here.

- Of course.

- We're standing in the street!
- I don't care!

- Shouldn't we move
over there at least?

- Not until you
answer my question!

[ Cellular ringing ]

- Oh, come on!
- Sorry, it's my daughter.

Hello, Kim?

- I have been calling
you every 10 minutes.

- Yeah, Clive, sorry.
I was out of range.

- Oh, you will
not believe it!

You have a visitor.
And, um...

[Softly]: Well,
it's Bill Vance.

- Clive? Clive?

- Mom, you
never told me

you learned how to
charm snakes in India!

- Kimmy, can you put
Professor Vance on the phone

right away, please?

- Tess...

I look forward
to seeing you.

I believe you have
something of mine.

- Look, I didn't know
what had happened to you,

so I just took them
for safe keeping.

- It's funny how we both
have something precious

to both of us.

- I'm coming home
right now.

Bill, if you touch
a hair on her head,

I swear I will hunt you
to the ends of the Earth.

- Mmm...
- Oh!

- OK!

- [Man]: What's going on?
- Get in your cab.

- Hey, let go of me!
I said: "Stop it!"

Let go of me! I said:
"Let go of me!"

- Hey! What are
you doing?

- Hey! Hey, I'm FBI!
- You're FBI?

- Tess!

I'm FBI! FBI!

- Taxi! Taxi!

Taxi!

- Tess!

Get out of here.

- Mom!

You're filthy.
What happened?

- Were you on a dig, Tess? Did
you, uh, uncover anything?

- You don't know how many
outfits she's trashed lately.

- Go upstairs and get me a nice
hot washcloth and some aspirin.

- Sure.

- I should get
going myself.

- But you just
got here!

And I want to hear more
cool stuff about Mom.

- Kimmy, now!

- We'll see each
other soon

now that I know
where you live.

Pleasure talking
with you.

One can never say enough about
the Phoenicians. Goodbye!

- [Kim]: Bye!

- You're as adorable
as your mother.

I'm glad we've
become friends!

You didn't really think
I would hurt her, did you?

I'm disappointed you
think that of me.

But it did the trick.

- You of all people!

- I was hoping you'd
be part of this, Tess.

I really was.

- Shut up!

- Tess!

- Tess!

[ Knocking on door ]

- [Tess]:
I'm not decent.

- Uh, your FBI
agent's here.

[Softly]: Keep this up,
I might think you're dating.

- [Tess]: Please!
- Heh heh!

- What the hell
were you thinking?

We could've taken him and
protected your daughter!

We would've had him and
it would be over by now.

- I knew, if I gave them to
him, he wouldn't hurt her.

I wasn't gonna take any chances!
That is my daughter.

- OK! OK, this is
how it's gonna work.

You will not question suspects
or investigate these murders!

You will allow me, for once,
to do my job!

And it will be a good day when
I don't have to rescue you.

- Rescue me!
When did that happen?

- I have a car sitting
outside right now

that will follow
your every move

until I tell it not to
follow your every move.

- For my protection?
- No, mine protection!

- You don't get
it, do you?

I'm not questioning suspects
to find who murdered who.

I'm on the trail of one of the
greatest finds of all time!

- I don't care if this
is bigger than King Tut!

You are done, Dr. Chaykin!

Don't take this
the wrong way,

but I hope to never
to see you again.

- We really appreciate

your coming down to
talk to us, Dr. Chaykin.

Monsignor De Angelis

specifically requested
your presence.

- Oh, thank you.

I'm happy to help
in any way I can.

Agent Daly, so nice
to see you again.

- I'm sorry to hear
you had to go through

such a terrifying
ordeal, Dr. Chaykin.

- Thank you for
your concern.

- What can you tell us
about Professor Vance?

- Professor Vance is the
leading Templar expert

and he wanted that
decoder very badly.

- To decode what?

- Scrolls. Isn't that
right, Dr.Chaykin?

- A scroll, actually.

- Three men are murdered
to pursue a myth.

- But they were real,
right? The Templars?

- Certainly, but the stories
that are associated with them...

The Templars were the
guardians of Jesus' bloodline.

They found the Holy
Grail, the body of Christ,

the formula to turn
ordinary metals into gold.

Their devotion to the
Church has been forgotten.

It's the myths
that endure

for conspiracy-mongers
and treasure hunters.

- Did you get to see
what the scroll said?

- I saw Professor
Vance decoding it.

Uh, he had just started
when we heard the gunshots,

so I don't know
what it said.

- You would
need a decoder.

- And the scroll.

- I can get you
one of the two.

- Hey, you have to take me
with you! Your boss said so.

- I don't care.

- I have the scroll!

- What?

- A copy. I took a picture
of it with my phone

before I gave
it back to him.

- Let's go.

Everything that goes through
Customs gets screened,

even things on loan
from the Vatican.

- So, it's in 3-D?

- It's an advanced X-ray.

- Incredible!

- It uses carbon nanotubes
to produce a 3-D image.

Pretty cool, huh?

Take your time. We've
got about 150 more to go.

- There it is.

- OK, good. Get this to
the NSA lab right away.

Pretty, isn't it?

- It's a perfect replica.

Now, let's see...

if it works.

Bingo!

- It doesn't leave here,
and neither do you.

Not until you tell me
what that scroll says.

[ Horns honking ]

- [Sean]: Hey!

- Hey! Is that for me?

- Are you done?

- [Laughing]: No.

- Wait! You think keeping
me here all night

is gonna help you solve
your investigation?

- No, I think it's gonna
help catch a murderer.

- You know Bill
Vance insisted

that he had nothing
to do with that.

- Come on, you
believe that?

- I don't know what
to believe anymore.

What about the other
guy in the church?

I told you
I heard shots.

- I don't know. Maybe it was,
uh, Vance firing his own gun.

- That doesn't
make any sense.

- Mm-hmm... Just make
sense of that, OK?

- Do wanna hear
the first part?

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

Hmm... Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- "May, 1291.

"I am sad to report that
Jerusalem is now lost.

"We abandoned the city
as darkness fell.

"Our hearts were leaden
as we watched it burn

"from the deck of our
ship, the Falcon Temple.

"On the second night
of our journey,

"we sailed into a storm

"the likes of which none
of us had ever encountered."

- The waves are
taking us east!

The storm is hitting at
us from 2 directions!

We have to hide this

somewhere they
won't find it

if they board the ship!

- [Tess]: "At the time,
only Aimard knew

"what was in this
important document

"that we had to protect
at all costs."

- Aimard!

[ Screaming ]

- "The storm was more than
any ship could withstand.

"It was a miracle that Aimard,
Hugh and myself had survived

"the shipwreck of
the Falcon Temple."

- Where are we?

[ Coughing ]

- In enemy land.

- [Tess]: "For days, we walked
aimlessly through the desert,

"guided only by our faith.

"In a desolate valley in
the shadow of a volcano,

"we finally reached a
fortification called Fonsalis."

[ Bird chirping ]

"The enemy had
just been there.

"Death was all around us."

"Aimard had a
dark premonition.

"He knew that I,
Martin of Carmaux,

"would be the one to
carry out our mission.

"God would have to watch
over us a little while longer."

[ Horse neighing ]

- Horsemen!

- Hiya! Hiya!

[ Horse galloping away ]

Aimard!

- [Tess]:
"Aimard is lying down,

"the leather pouch
clutched in his hand.

"I notice a large bloodstain
on his side. I rush to him.

"Aimard shrugs off
the injury and the pain.

"Although it is clearly bad,
there are more pressing matters.

"We had to go.
More were coming."

- They will be back

with more of their kind.

You must go!
- No!

- "Hugh looked at me,

"indicating that we should
go without him and soon.

"Hugh returns to
the church entrance,

"sword drawn
to keep watch.

"I kneel next
to Aimard.

"He coughs, coughing up blood.
He indicates the pouch."

- Hide this.

- "He asks me to hide it
where it will not be found

"and then says:"

- My journey...

- [Aimard and Tess]:
...ends here.

- Did Martin and
Hugh get away?

- My photograph of the scroll
is not the best, as you can see.

Some of the letters
on the edges

are impossible
to read.

But I think it is
clear from the text

that Martin of Carmaux hid
something of great importance

in that church.

- Vance must
be hoping

that whatever they
buried is still there

and that's likely
where he's headed.

- To Fonsalis.

- Fonsalis?

- That's the town
indicated in the scroll.

- It's not on any map. I've had
people working on it all night.

Do you think you could
ask your scholars in Rome?

- Yes, of course.

But taking a
step back here,

we're talking about a man who
dressed up as a medieval knight

and was living in the dungeon
of a burnt-out church,

who is headed for a town
that no longer exists.

By all means,
follow every lead.

But don't let the Templar
myths distract you.

Dr. Chaykin, I think you and
I disagree about the Templars.

- I like to keep
an open mind.

- In any case, on
behalf of the Church,

I wanted to thank
you for your efforts.

The theft of these
precious artifacts

has been very distressing
at the highest level.

Are you a believer,
if I may ask?

- My father believed
in hard evidence.

We took nothing
on faith.

- Well again,
my thanks.

- You're welcome.

- We took nothing
on faith?

- Where did
you come from?

Eavesdropper!

- Loud talker!

What about your father and
the Cross of Constantine?

He would've
loved that.

- That was a very personal
story from my childhood.

Serves me right for
telling you about it.

- Are you always
this cynical?

- Is it cynical to doubt
and to question?

It's the basis of
the scientific method.

- Well, I don't hear doubt.
I hear dismissal.

Look, if religion is
as much of a fairy tale

as you make
it out to be,

why does it matter
so much to so many?

Call me when you
figure out Fonsalis.

- Will do, Father Daly.
- Right.

- Mom, I think
I need your help.

- Yes, baby?

- I'm supposed to be writing
about my favourite tree

and I'm stuck.

- OK. Well, what tree do
you have any memories of

or feel specifically
a kinship with?

- That actually got me
thinking of a weeping willow.

Remember we used to
see that at the lake?

- I think it'd be
a good choice.

- Sure. So...

- Good.

- Salix...

babylonica.

- What?

- Salix babylonica,
weeping willow.

That's its "toxonomic"
classification.

- Taxonomic.

- Yeah, that's it.

- Salix. Salis!

Kim...

- What?

- You're brilliant.

- Thanks.

- OK, look.
Salis is "willow"...

- Yeah?

- ...in Latin. Fon
in Latin means "well."

Now, the town that
the Templars came to

with the well and the willow
outside the church: Fonsalis!

That's the name:
"well and willow."

It's my guess

that the Templars
actually translated

the name of the
village into Latin

because the area was
under Ottoman rule.

And, if I remember correctly,

the great Al-Idrisi

mentioned it in one
of his journals.

And, my darling, this...

This is Al-Idrisi's
beautiful map.

All right.
Come on, Al-Idrisi.

Sogut cesme koyu, that means
"well and willow" in Turkish!

- It looks like
you found it.

- Not quite.

- Sogut cesme koyu!

There it is!
It's in Turkey.

I've actually been in
that area, very nearby!

- Mom, the treasure!

You're gonna find it.

You're gonna be famous!

- It could all be
a wild-goose chase.

- I bet you'd sure like to
chase that goose, though.

Wouldn't you?

- Well, I hung
up my boots.

- No, you didn't.
They're on the shelf.

It's very easy access.

- The furthest I'm going
is that desk over there.

- [Whispering]:
I'll take care of it.

- Oh, um, is
that my cell phone?

One moment.

- Mom, what about all
those lectures you give me

about following
my dreams?

- Look, I have
the greatest dream

that anyone could ever
have already come true.

I have you.

- What about the
treasure of the Templars?

- You're saying you want
me to go after the treasure?

- Yes! Because it's what
you really, really want.

You're just
gonna stay home?

- I can't do to you
what my father did to me.

- That was a whole
year at a time.

This is only
2 weeks, right?

Mom, you're my role model.
Don't let me down.

[ Chuckling ]

- But I've never gone
anywhere without you before.

I mean, what will I do? I can't
just leave you alone here.

- I'll be fine.

I'll take care of Uncle Clive,
as long as we eat takeout.

[ Laughing ]

Just make sure to be
back for my competition.

- Kim!

- I love you, Mom.

- I love you, too.

[ Sniffling ]

- Thank you for
coming so diligently.

- Well, as you
know, Father,

we're taking this matter
very seriously.

- I have no doubt
about that.

However, days
are going by,

impatience is growing
amongst my hierarchy.

- Well, be assured of
our total commitment

to the resolution
of this case.

- To be honest,

it is not the commitment of your
department I might question.

It is its competence
in this area.

I was wondering, have you had
any luck finding Fonsalis?

- Our scholars in Rome
aren't faring any better.

If your experts and ours
haven't been able to find it,

perhaps Professor Vance is
also having some difficulty.

- What about Dr. Chaykin?
Any word from her?

- No.

What? You're
not surprised?

- You know the most enduring
myth about the Templars

is that they hid jewels and
gold of incalculable wealth.

What a find
that would be.

And is that something a
young, ambitious archaeologist

would want to share
with the FBI?

[ Phone ringing ]

- Is she still there?

- Her daughter left
with the boyfriend an hour ago,

but she's still there.

- Don't let her leave.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.

[ Phone ringing ]

[ Door buzzer ]

[ Phone ringing ]

Come on. Come on.
Come on.

Tess!

[ Knocking on door ]

Tess!

[ Banging on door ]

Tess!

[ Kicking door ]

Tess!

Tess!

Tess!

[ Sighing ]

- So, is the
flight on time?

- Yes, here's your
flight information

for your transfer
from Istanbul to Bodrum.

- Thanks.

[ Woman speaking
on PA, indistinct ]

- You didn't call me.

- I didn't have
anything to say.

- You didn't have
anything to say to me?

- Not about my whereabouts.

- Look, I'm
beginning to think

that everything you
say to me is a lie.

- How can I trust you when
you're having me watched?

- I'm had you watched because
I don't trust you!

- Of course you don't!

I can't go anyway
without being followed!

- It's to keep
you out of trouble.

- I'm not
5 years old!

I don't need a babysitter,
so thanks, but no thanks.

but no thanks,
and just leave me be.

- No! No, not until
you tell me the truth!

- Whoa!

- You think you can just
do whatever you want?

- Yeah! I always have and
I always will. Deal with it.

- All right. Here's
how I'll deal with it.

- What? What are
you doing?

- I'm not gonna let
you go after Bill Vance.

- I don't care about him!
I'm going on my own dig.

And you can't stop me!

- Leave her alone!

If she wants to go
after Bill, let her go.

Somebody call
the police!

- Great.

- They actually thought
I was running away

to be with some man.

- Well, aren't you?

- Come on, Sean.

You ought to know
me better by now.

I'm under no
obligation to you

and, as an archaeologist
of some note,

I should not advance an opinion
that may be mere speculation,

thereby being misleading.

I also have policy not to tell anything to
the people who can cuffed more than once

- Come on!

- I might be
really off base,

but I think you have to
charge me with something

if you're gonna keep
me here any longer.

- I apologize.

- All right!

Good luck! I hope you find
your man, I really do.

- Extraordinary! It's
as if it never happened.

[ Cellular ringing ]

Excuse me,
won't you?

Yes?

Delightful destination.

- You're in
my seat. FBI.

Come on.

[ Sighing ]

I hope they've
got a good movie.

If I start to snore, just
give me a little nudge.

- What are you... Oh!