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(peaceful music)

(dramatic music)

(peaceful music)

(faint speaking) (keyboards clicking)

(electronic beeping)

- How long before the satellite passes out of range?

- It will pass out of range in 15.

(kids shouting faintly)

- [Liz] Team leader, take position

and bring the package to me intact, copy?

- Copy.

(dramatic music)

We have visual on transport.

(people chattering)

Ma'am, we have the package in sight.

Waiting for final go.

- Team leader, you have a go.

(dramatic music)

- Move, move, back away, sir.

- What the hell?

- Take cover!

(pistol booming)

(people screaming)

(pistol booming)

- Get down!

(pistols booming)

Get down!

(pistols booming)

Get down!

(grunting)

(people screaming)

(pistols booming)

(pistols booming)

(phone ringing)

(pistols booming)

(dramatic music)

(pistols booming)

(pistol booming)

(grunting)

(pistols booming)

(people screaming)

(pistols booming)

(grunting)

- No!

(grunting)

(people screaming)

- [Man] Go, go!

(pistols booming)

Get inside!

(tires squealing)

(car horns honking)

(pistol booming) (bullets clanging)

(pistol clicking)

- Damn it!

(electronic beeping)

(phones ringing)

- Get me the director, and bring me Jack Hunter now!

- Ah!

- What the hell do you think you're doing, Hunter?

- Liz and I had a deal!

- Get in the car!

(tires squealing)

(upbeat music)

(water splashing)

(speaking in foreign language)

(faint speaking)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Littmann.

- Petrovsky.

- You cost me a lot of money.

A million U.S., I paid to get you out of jail.

- It'll be worth it.

Trust me.

- Ah, Littmann, you keep saying this all the time.

I'm starting to think that I made a bad choice hiring you.

A very bad choice.

And I don't tolerate failure.

(pistol booming)

(grunting)

You let this guy arrange your transportation out of Cairo.

We now have the NSA breathing down our backs!

(ominous music)

Now, Littmann, tell me some good news.

The Iris is in a safe place, huh?

- The Iris is in a safe place.

- Mmm.

- And I have a lead on the second piece.

It's in Turkey.

- You want me to call my travel agent or what?

- My contacts in that region are solid, rest assured.

- Good, because when it comes to excuses

you have reached your limits.

You have only two days, not a second more.

(dramatic music)

- [Agent] Ma'am.

- You are totally out of line!

- You were supposed to keep me informed, Liz!

That was the deal!

And if it wasn't for me you'd have

three body bags coming home right now.

- We lost Littmann.

- Surprise, surprise.

He didn't have the Iris with him.

He must have hidden it somewhere.

- Well, we've gotta get the Iris and the Eye

before he puts the two pieces together.

Is that it?

- Octavius raided Egypt after

Mark Antony and Cleopatra died.

He filled Rome's coffers with all the Egyptian gold

and artifacts that he could get his hands on.

- So you're telling me that the Eye of the Star

is hidden in the Vatican catacombs?

- No, I'm telling you it would have been.

Constantine moved the capital of the Roman Empire

from Rome to Constantinople

and he moved the treasury with it.

Everything went, the Eye, the Treasure of Ugarit,

it's all gone.

- All that from this?

Why would they bother to leave a coin.

- Well, because the Romans were a little funky about death.

They believed that by placing a coin in each

of the eyes of the deceased it would help them

to ascend to heaven.

Think of it as a fee for passage.

- So the Eye is somewhere in Istanbul?

- I don't think the Romans even knew what they had.

I mean, if they did there would have been some sort

of historical documents on the Eye's power.

I mean, something about it.

When we find the top antiquities dealer here in Turkey,

someone who specializes in these types of relics.

Littmann's gonna have the same idea too,

so we need to move quickly.

I saw this is Akhenaton's tomb.

I did a little research.

The Egyptian's believe that the Eye

was placed in a holy box.

See if we can find it.

- Corporal, scan this into our data base

and see if we have anything on record that matches.

(solemn music)

How's your shoulder?

- Oh, I'll live.

(electronic beeping)

- I think we have something here.

- That's it.

What information can you give me on it?

- This photograph is off a private auction book

from the early 1970s.

The piece was showcased

by Antaki & Son Antiquities in Istanbul.

It says here that it was sold

to a private collector for $100,000.

- Well, we have a lead, Antaki & Sons.

- Find out everything you can about that dealer, now.

- Ma'am, here's what I have so far on the owners.

- Wait, go, go back.

- What?

- Nothing.

- Well, well, well, what do we have here?

Antaki's son and Nadia attended University together,

and from the looks of it, they were a couple.

- No.

- It's one thing when an American asks questions,

but it's another when it's an old flame.

Get her here, now.

- Not happening, Liz.

Do you hear me?

- When are you gonna realize this is bigger than all of us.

We just brought home American soldiers going after Littmann,

just the latest casualties.

What about Frederick?

(melancholy music)

- No.

No.

- You know don't think for second that I,

that we won't make your life a living hell.

- My God, what has happened to you?

(jet engine whining) (dramatic music)

(airport public address chattering faintly)

- Oh, Jack, how are you, my friend?

Hey!

(laughing)

Okay. - Okay.

- Good?

- Good to see you too, Tariq.

- Thank you.

Jack, you must help me find the special glasses.

- Special glasses?

- Yes, will you?

To protect my eyes.

- I'll make it a priority.

- Oh, thank you, Jack, thank you.

Ah, okay, okay.

(soft music)

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Thanks for coming.

- We started this together, we need to finish it.

- Together?

- I'm here to stop a disaster from happening,

so the sooner we get to Mr. Antaki's the better, right?

- Right.

- So...

- [Jack] Tariq!

(speaking in foreign language)

- Of course I know they're on to us.

We move quickly and efficiently, don't worry.

Yes, we are tracking it down now.

I'll keep you posted.

(ominous music)

Armand Antaki.

Let's go.

(expectant music)

- So, you went to college with Antaki's son, huh?

- Fuad, yeah.

- Fuad.

- How'd you know that, Jack?

- Oh, I was checking him out online, you know, the internet.

- Yeah, I've heard of the internet.

- Great picture of you two, by the way.

You looked very happy.

Were you good friends?

- It ended badly, if you must know.

- No, I, I, really?

- Look Jack, I can assure you, if they have any information

that can help us, they'll tell me, don't worry.

- He likes to worry.

(peaceful music)

Wow, I feel like I'm in a museum.

- My dear Nadia.

Still as beautiful as ever.

I'm sorry that Fuad couldn't be here to greet you.

He's in Geneva on important business.

He sends his regards,

Please sit.

- Thank you.

Well, it's a pleasure seeing you again.

Thank you for meeting us on such short notice.

- Yes.

(metal jingling)

We don't want to take up too much of your time.

We're looking for a very specific piece,

an artifact from the Constantine treasury.

Perhaps you've seen it?

- Yes, this box, I know this piece.

- Really?

- Yes.

The use of Christian symbols on an Egyptian relic

made the piece incredibly unique.

- Would you be able to tell us who you sold it to?

- It was long ago, young man.

I wouldn't know where to find the records on the bar.

I would have to go through my files.

- Yes, I understand that your time

and information is very valuable to you.

I'm sure I could make it worth your while.

- Are you a buyer, or a collector?

- Oh, I'm a buyer.

- Good, good, cause I've hard this name before, Jack Hunter.

He was a treasure hunter if I'm not mistaken,

but I'm sure this is someone else.

Who is your client?

- Mr. Confidential, maybe you've heard that name, too.

- That's not important, I'll do everything

I can for my Nadia and her friends.

- This is my cell, you can call me at any time.

- I'll call you tomorrow.

- Okay, thank you.

- Bye.

- Bye.

(ominous music)

- Bye bye.

- Look through his files.

He knows more than he's letting on, that's for sure.

- Yeah, but until he's ready to divulge his information,

we have to play this game his way.

- Listen to me, I don't have time for games,

do you understand that?

- Oh, I'll go get the car.

- You asked me to come here because I have a history

with this family.

I'll speak to Fuad.

Just let me do this my way, for once.

(melancholy music)

(keyboard clicking)

- Now, what do they really want with you?

(fireworks whistling and booming)

- Ooh la la!

Well, my wife could learn one thing

or two from these people.

- Why don't we unpack, and then we'll grab a bite to eat.

- No, no, no, no more food.

Last time when I got home my wife gave me

hell for gaining so much weight.

(cell phone ringing)

I am done with eating food for good.

- Okay, okay.

- I'll catch up with you guys.

Yeah, Liz?

- What'd you find out?

- That Armand Antaki is a smart businessman.

He's trying to see how deep our pockets go.

I have a cheaper solution, though.

Can you get into his hard drive?

- He's not on our grid, but whatever info

he has is locked on his computer.

He's talking to his son right now, so I'll keep you posted.

- Either get into his hard drive or get your check book out.

- Whatever it takes, Jack.

(ominous music)

(glass shattering)

(grunting)

- Ahmed?

Ahmed?

Ahmed?

- Good evening.

- What the hell is this?

Get out of my house.

- Excuse me, I'm looking for a rare piece,

and it came to my ears that you're the man to talk to.

- What do you want?

- We're looking for a box from the reign of Constantine,

solid gold with Egyptian and Christian symbols on it.

I don't think we understand each other.

- Don't!

(vase clattering)

(grunting)

- Now, do you understand?

- Yes, yes, I do, please stop.

- What do you know, huh?

- I know this piece, I sold it decades ago.

(hand thumping) (grunting)

- You can do better than that!

Tell me!

- I can do better than that.

(pistol booming) (grunting)

- Where's your computer?

Put him down on his knees.

(groaning)

- Please don't.

(ominous music)

(keyboard clicking)

- There're we go.

Ivan Eskandrian, ring any bells?

- Yes, I know where to find this man.

- Speak.

- 61 Taksim Boulevard.

- Who else carries this information?

- No one, no one, I swear.

- Let's keep it that way.

(pistol booming) (grunting)

(pistol booming)

(hard drive popping and sizzling)

Let's go.

(upbeat music)

(people chattering faintly)

- Water, delicious.

This is all I need.

And I need more!

Coming back.

- You're working for your government, aren't you?

- Aren't we all?

- Don't insult my intelligence, Jack.

You know things, things that you

just don't pull up on the internet.

- Look, I'm going to stop Littmann, no matter what it takes,

and I'm gonna use every resource I have, okay?

- I know that you wanna stop Littmann,

but have you even considered what kind

of agenda your government might have?

Don't lie to me, Jack!

- I'm not a liar.

After all we've been through,

I hope you know that in the end

I'm going to do the right thing.

You have my word, Nadia.

- Your word is starting to mean very little to me.

I want you to know something.

I'm gonna do whatever it takes to protect that artifact

and keep it out of the wrong hands.

- I'm thinking about walking back to the hotel.

Who would like to get some exercise, uh?

(cell phone ringing)

Hmm? (Nadia laughing)

(cell phone ringing)

- Excuse me.

- Look!

- Yeah?

- We just picked up some police activity at Antaki's Villa.

Is there anything you wanna tell me?

- Hey, it had nothing to do with us.

We left hours ago.

- Well, something's going on.

- Littmann.

- We also intercepted an email

from Antaki to his son Fuad.

It was urging him to return to Istanbul

to help broker a major deal.

And we also found out that an Ivan Eskandrian acquired

the piece in the 1970s.

- Tell me where to find him.

- He died three years ago, leaving a widow behind,

and we have no contact information on her.

Hang on, I have some information coming in.

Oh no.

- What?

(exotic music)

- Jack, what's wrong?

- Armand Antaki's dead.

(phone ringing)

(solemn music)

(knocking on door)

- Good evening.

Miss Nadia Ramadon?

- Yes.

- I'm here investigating Mr. Armand Antaki's murder.

Your business card was left at the scene.

May I see your passports, please?

- Of course.

Please.

- I understand you visited Mr. Antaki today.

What was the purpose of your visit?

- We were tracking an artifact

that he represented years ago.

We gave him some information, he said he would help us out.

Why?

- Where were you this evening around five p.m.?

Can anyone validate your whereabouts?

- We were here, Inspector.

- I'm sure if you take a look

at the hotel security camera

you'll see our story checks out.

- Yes, I'll be sure to check them out.

But, that doesn't mean you are innocent.

As of now, you are persons of interest.

I'll be holding your passports, and we will be in touch.

- He took my passport!

He took my passport!

(solemn music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

- [Fuad] Nadia.

- Fuad?

- [Fuad] I need to see you.

- Okay.

I'm very sorry about your father.

- It's hard to understand, really.

The police are investigating

and so much doesn't make any sense.

What were you doing in my father's house?

- Fuad, these are my colleagues.

This is Jack Hunter, and Tariq Khaliff.

- I'm very sorry for your loss.

- Thank you.

(speaking in foreign language)

Thank you.

The police were asking a lot of questions

about all three of you.

- Fuad, I want you to understand something.

None of us had anything to do with your father's murder.

- You must have been one of the last persons to see him.

I talked to him after you left.

He told me how beautiful you looked.

And, that you were seeking a unique artifact.

- A man named Ivan Eskandrian bought the artifact

from your father years ago.

He's now deceased.

Is there anyway we can locate his widow?

- No, uh.

Perhaps my Father has it in his records somewhere.

Could this be linked to my Father's death?

(ominous music)

- [Armen] 61 Taksim Boulevard.

- Excuse me, can you tell me...

- Uh?

- Deutsch.

- Dead.

That rotten old man, he played me.

- What now?

- We have to find out what happened

to his widow and his estate.

In the meantime, make sure someone is on Hunter.

He's not let me down yet, come on.

(solemn music)

- I'm sorry, but we need to make this quick.

- We have every right to be here, this is my family home.

- It's a crime scene.

Where's the computer?

- The police took it.

But my Father used to back up the hard drive.

He held the discs here.

(solemn music)

Here.

I guess this is the last back up.

Do you remember it?

- Of course.

We bought it together in Kashmir.

- It always held a special place in my heart.

(electronic beeping)

- Not here.

It's not here.

- That's the only back up I can think of.

It seems the police took everything else.

- There must be some other connection.

Is there anyone else who would know

how to contact this woman?

- Well, the Eskandrian's were very involved

and major donors at the same church

that my father and I went to.

- Would the church have any information for us?

- Yeah, it's worth a shot.

- Let's take it then.

I'll drive.

- I can drive.

- Give me the keys.

(solemn music)

- Jack, you have to listen to this, it's perfect music.

I promise.

- What's wrong?

- We're being followed.

- Oh.

(faint speaking)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Well, it's either Littmann or the police, right?

- Littmann, who's Littmann?

- Um.

- Whoever they are, we can't lead them to where we're going.

- Does that mean you?

- [Jack] Yep.

- Oh.

- Hold on.

(dramatic music)

- Jack!

- This would be a good time to tell me where we're going.

- Saint Antonio Di Padova Cathedral on Istiklal Street.

- How 'bout a left or a right?

- Turn right, right!

(tires squealing)

(car horn honking)

- Jack, look out!

- Ah!

(tires squealing)

- Sorry!

(car horns honking)

(metal crunching)

- Turn over there!

- Which way, left or right?

- Left!

- They still back there?

- Yes.

- Damn it, what is it gonna take

to get these guys off of us?

- There, left!

(tires squealing)

(grunting)

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing)

- Ah!

(tires squealing)

(car horn honking)

(tires squealing)

- Turn down there.

(tires squealing)

(dramatic music)

(sirens wailing)

(tires squealing)

(sirens wailing)

(metal rasping)

(people screaming)

- Jack what're you doing?

Jack?

- I can make it.

I can make it!

- Slow down!

- Jack! - Jack!

- Ah! - Jack, look out!

(screaming)

(metal crunching)

- It was close.

(siren wailing)

(speaking in foreign language)

- What do you think you are doing?

Get out of the car, now!

(speaking in foreign language)

- Everybody all right?

- No, no!

I am not all right!

My heart is about to come out of my chest!

I'm a weak man, I can't diet.

No, I am hungry, damn it.

I can't take this anymore!

(speaking in foreign language)

(tires squealing)

- How far to the Cathedral?

- A few blocks away.

Park.

Walking will be faster.

- Okay.

(cat meowing)

(upbeat music)

(people chattering)

- Here it is.

(church bell ringing)

Hello.

My name is Fuad Antaki, would you please find Father George?

I have an urgent matter to discuss.

(singing in foreign language)

Thank you.

- Fuad, my son.

- Good to see you, father.

- I am so sorry to hear about your father,

I have prayed for his soul since I heard the news.

Are you okay?

- Yes, as anyone can be in a time like this.

However, I am in need of your help, Father.

- Of course.

- I'm trying to track down someone.

Ivan Eskandrian's widow.

It's very important.

- Yes, I can help you.

After his death, Mr. Eskandrian left

his entire estate to the church,

as a condition that we care for his wife until she passed.

- Do you know how we can reach her?

- She is spending the rest of her days

at the church facility in Izmir.

- The House of the Virgin Mary.

- Yes.

You know it?

- Only as a child, but I can't seem

to remember the directions.

Would you mind sharing the address with us?

- Not at all.

You have something to write?

- Yeah.

- Excuse me, would you happen

to know the driver of this vehicle?

(speaking in foreign language)

- What, what, what are you do?

No!

What, what are you doing?

But, I've done nothing wrong.

I'm innocent, I'm innocent, I swear.

I will never see my wife again.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Don't worry.

I will get you released, I promise.

- I'll see you soon.

- Well, he didn't waste any time getting himself out.

- Leave him be, Jack.

His father was just murdered, and now this.

- What exactly are we being charged with?

- Why don't we start with reckless endangerment,

failure to obey an officer of the law,

and leaving the scene of an accident?

So, is there anything you want to discuss with me?

- We were being chased, you saw it.

- Lock them up, maybe by morning

they will come to their senses.

- It would be unfortunate for this incident

to be misunderstood by my embassy, Inspector.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure you don't want them storming in here,

making sure that you've covered all the angles

before arresting an innocent American citizen.

- Yes, let's see what the embassy thinks

of another cocky American crying on their doorstep.

Let him make one phone call.

- Well, that's very kind of you, Inspector.

- My pleasure.

- I should have stayed home.

- What were you thinking?

- I, listen, I can explain if you just--

- Look, can't you see that we're running out of time?

We can't afford any more of your screw-ups.

- Just, why don't you just listen,

listen to me for a--

- I'm tired of listening to your reasons, Jack.

Did I make a mistake keeping you involved?

Did I?

I'll do what I can, but in the meantime,

get comfortable and keep a tight lid on everything.

I don't need another country's officials

clogging up my voice-mail.

(cell door clanging)

- Well, I guess we're staying here tonight.

- Well, there's a phone right outside, let's see your magic.

- This is all your fault.

- Tariq, please, you don't know what you're talking about.

- You're right, Jack, he doesn't know,

but then again, neither do I.

So please enlighten us, Jack.

I even know where you can start.

Why don't you start with who's

at the other end of all those phone calls

that you've been getting?

Who's controlling you, Jack?

- No one controls me.

- Right.

- That's right.

- Why do you go to such great lengths to please them, then?

(soft music)

- She works for the NSA.

Her name is Liz Johnson.

- Frederick's assistant?

- She was working with Frederick when he was killed.

I left for Syria, when I got there she told me

she was working with the NSA and she needed my help.

I, I agreed.

It wasn't one of my prouder moments, believe me.

Okay?

- Was that so bad?

- You'll never know.

(laughing)

- What about you?

- What about me?

- Fuad?

- You want to know?

We met in college.

We were both studying archeology.

Fell in love.

He's the only man I ever thought

I'd spend the rest of my life with.

Things changed.

- Changed, how?

He changed or you changed?

- We'd been together for three years,

and he finally invited me to Istanbul to meet his family.

When I met Mr. Antaki, he was very welcoming,

and when I left, and went home, I got a call from Fuad.

It seemed he forgot to tell his father that I was Muslim.

He threatened to cut him off if he didn't stop seeing me.

- And he agreed?

- Yeah, he didn't want to lose his family.

I can't say I blame him.

- Oh, I can.

- You know when you called me and said

that the Antaki family had handled the sale

of the Eye of the Star, I was,

I was excited because you had a lead

and that you wanted my help.

But, I was, I was curious to find out

what kind of man he'd become.

He seems like a good one.

One of the good ones.

- Ah, good morning!

We've been able to clarify matters in the case.

You've been released.

We understand that the two of you

were innocent bystanders to Mr. Hunter's actions.

Please accept our apologies.

- Oh, no apologies necessary.

Praise be to Allah.

- Mr. Hunter, may I have a word with you, please?

Look, here are your things.

Your rent-a-car is behind the station.

And watch yourself.

We haven't been able to track down Littmann,

and I can't make any promises

that Inspector Fati won't come after you.

Times running out, Jack.

- Listen, no one wants this over more than I do, trust me.

We've got a lead on Eskandrian's widow.

Hopefully she's going to be able

to help us locate the artifact.

- Alright, let's get out of here.

- She's more beautiful than I thought.

- What?

- Let's keep moving and stay in contact.

I'll keep you posted once we smoke out Littmann.

- I'll keep in contact.

- She's a lot different than I thought she'd be.

I called Fuad and told him we were out.

He says the convent's about 90 kilometers south of here.

So I told him we'd swing by and pick him up.

- Well, why, why bring him along?

- What do you mean?

- Well, I, you know we can't afford to slow down.

- Jack, Fuad knows this country,

he knows the people involved,

and he wants to bring whoever's responsible

for his father's death to justice.

He's the biggest asset that we have, Jack.

Any more objections?

- And I am driving.

(upbeat music)

- [Fuad] Here we are.

- [Nadia] So this is it?

- Men are not allowed in the convent.

Nadia, it's up to you to speak to the widow.

- Okay, I'll give it a try.

(knocking on door)

(speaking in foreign language)

- How can I help you?

- I'm looking Sister Eskandrian.

I'm a friend of the Antaki family.

- Please come in.

- Do you have to play with everything.

- Her room is right this way.

But she's very old, so you must be patient.

- Of course, of course.

(opera music)

- Hello, have you come to read to me?

- I'm sorry?

- Oh, I thought you were someone else.

I have little sight left.

But, at least I have my music.

Please sit.

- Thank you.

- Do you enjoy opera?

- Yes, very much.

Especially this one.

- So beautiful, so sad.

Butterfly's love for her husband is so great,

but even after three years apart

she still believes he'll come back to her.

(singing in foreign language)

(speaking in foreign language)

Love's eye is blind.

One of opera's greatest lessons.

- Mrs. Eskandrian, do you remember Armand Antaki?

- Yes, ah, he and my husband were great friends.

Did he send you to see me?

- His son Fuad is outside, he sends his regards.

- Yes, you're his wife, Nadia, is it?

- Nadia.

Yes.

I was hoping that you could help me.

I'm looking for a very important artifact

that I believe your husband donated to a church.

I'm trying to locate it.

- Oh yes, very rare piece, ancient Ugaritic,

Egyptian and Christian symbols.

Yes, yes, it was one of my husband's favorite pieces.

He donated it to a monastery in Konya,

ah, many, many years ago.

- Thank you so much, Mrs. Eskandrian.

You've helped me more than you know.

Thank you.

- So, what did she say?

- Tell me you got something?

- I showed her the picture and she's seen it,

she's actually seen the Eye.

It's in a monastery in Konya.

- It's near the volcanoes south of Konya, Karapinar.

- Volcanoes?

- I'm going to text Liz the information

and tell her where we're going.

- I sent her your regards.

She, ah, thought I was your wife.

- Did she now?

- Yeah.

- What are you looking at?

(upbeat music)

- Oh, Jack, look.

I found a road that avoids the volcanoes completely.

(laughing)

- So, tell me Jack, you know your history on Konya?

- Of course.

You know, they found some artifacts

that date back to 3,000 B.C.

- 7000 B.C., actually.

It was called Iconium by the Byzantines.

- Ah, those crazy Byzantines, huh?

- Iconium was its Roman name, Jack.

I'm really surprised you didn't know that.

Perhaps you should get back to hitting the books?

- Hitting something.

- Oh, look, look.

- Looks like an accident.

We should stop and help.

- I don't have time.

We're going to go around.

- Jack, a decent man would help.

- I got it, pal.

I'm stopping, I'm stopping.

(dramatic music)

- This is not a decent man.

- [Man] Get out of the car, let's go, get outta there!

Everybody out of the car!

You, hey, you.

- [Tariq] Don't shoot.

- What a coincidence.

Nice to see you again, Jack.

Surprised?

- A little bit.

- We've been tracking you since your car got impounded.

Where is your phone, Jack?

Get in the car.

You too, lady, move.

Get in there.

Go for a pleasure drive.

That should keep the NSA busy for a while.

Let's go!

(dramatic music)

- Give me five minutes with him.

I'll cut off his fingers, he'll talk.

- No.

Bring him out here.

Where are you taking him?

- I'll be alright.

(ominous music)

- Give us some space.

Quite a show we've put on this time, don't you agree?

I think it's our best work yet.

We have the entire world dangling by a string right now,

waiting to see who will cross

the finish line first, you or me.

The good guy or the bad guy.

That's not how it works.

You and I know the first rule of our world.

There are no guys with white hats or black hats.

We work for who pays the most.

- Money.

That's what you want, right?

Why don't you give me your phone, Albert?

I'll make a few phone calls.

You're not the only one with rich friends, you know.

Because that's all you're about, isn't it?

Money.

- It's not all just about money, Jack.

Don't you realize if it hadn't been for me

you would have been dead long ago?

I saved you time and time again.

- You saved me, huh?

- I spared you.

Jack.

Join me, it's an easy equation.

All this time spent fighting each other,

when together we could be unstoppable.

The Star is just one relic.

Imagine all the other priceless relics

we could get together.

You and me, us, like before.

The adventure, Jack, that's what we live for

isn't it, the adventure?

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

(fist thumping) (grunting)

(dramatic music)

(fist thumping) (grunting)

(fist thumping) (grunting)

(fist thumping) (grunting)

Do it, I want you to shoot me!

- Do you think I'm not gonna do it?

- I don't think you have the guts.

- You fool.

You stupid, stupid fool.

I've given you every chance I could, every.

I'm done.

Put him back in with the others.

- You are done, Albert.

- [Thug] Calm down, baby.

- You're nothing.

(ominous music)

- Bring out the girl.

- No.

Wait a minute, leave her alone.

- [Fuad] No, no, no.

- She doesn't have anything to do with this, Albert!

Leave her alone!

(pistol thumping) (grunting)

- Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop, stop.

You need to get your boss in here, now.

I'll tell him the location of the Eye.

- Fuad, no!

- But only if he makes a deal.

- You don't know who you're dealing with.

- I won't let you get hurt.

- Come on, honey.

- Please.

Fuad, don't do this!

- Mr. Littmann.

- What do you want?

- I'm a businessman.

So are you.

I know where to find the Eye.

- Speak.

- If I take you there,

you have to leave one of your men here.

Once we reach the city,

I'll call here to prove they're still alive,

then I'll tell you the exact location.

Once you've taken possession of the Eye,

I want your word, I want your word, Mr. Littmann,

the four of us will be released, unharmed.

(dramatic music)

- You want my word?

Why should I believe you?

Your father tricked me.

His blood runs through your veins.

- Those three, they'd rather die than tell you.

Me, I love that woman.

I'd rather see her live.

So, take it or leave it.

- This way, Mr. Antaki.

(dramatic music)

(groaning)

- Help me up.

- Jack.

Jack, Fuad made a deal.

- Littmann's gonna kill him as soon

as he gets his hands on the Eye.

(dramatic music)

- What's that smell?

- [Fuad] Nadia, Nadia are you ok.

- Yes.

Fuad listen to me, stop what you're doing.

Littmann's gonna-- - Nadia!

(uneasy music)

(dramatic music)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Fire, fire, fire!

- Jack!

- Fire, fire!

Fire!

Fire, fire.

(grunting) (metal clanking)

(chain clanking)

- Jack!

(grunting) (metal clanking)

(fire roaring)

- Come on.

(dramatic music)

Come on, go, go!

(fire roaring)

(explosion booming)

(fire roaring)

- We're alive, we're alive!

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- We need to get to that monastery in Konya fast.

- [Nadia] How?

- How long ago did Jack check in with us?

- About three hours ago, ma'am.

- Pull up the GPS on his sat phone.

(electronic beeping)

Ankara?

Corporal, is that reading correct?

- Yes, ma'am, it's up to the minute reading

on his cell phone's location.

- Activate the transponder in his necklace.

- Ma'am.

- How can he be in two places at once?

(knocking on door)

- Yes, how may I help you?

- My name is Fuad.

Fuad Antaki.

Mrs. Eskandrian told me that your monastery houses

a certain artifact that her husband bestowed to the church.

- Here's a picture, brother.

- Uh, yes, we do have this piece.

- Please, may we come in, and take a look at it?

It's very, very important to us.

- Uh, unfortunately we don't allow visitors

into the compounds after evening prayers.

Please come back tomorrow, okay.

(dramatic music)

- Monk, you do not understand.

This is not a request, it's a demand.

So, get out of our way and no one will get hurt.

After you.

(dramatic music)

Split up, secure the place.

If there are any sudden moves

don't hesitate to wipe them out.

You stick with me.

(speaking in foreign language)

Close that door, get them out of here.

(speaking in foreign language)

Monk, where is it?

- It's there.

- In here?

- [Monk] Yes.

- Open it.

(stone grinding)

(dramatic music)

Grab it.

Be careful.

Let's put it over there.

Take it.

Finally, after all these years.

You are magnificent.

Beautiful.

Now, Mr. Antaki, about the terms of our agreement.

(ominous music)

(speaking in foreign language)

- This doesn't look good.

- Where are they?

- They took the box and what was inside.

- Where is Fuad?

- He is in our sanctuary.

- Thank you.

- Listen, this is very important.

Did you hear them say where they're going?

- No, nothing.

- Okay, thank you.

- Fuad.

- Oh, so glad to see you.

For a second there I didn't think I'd ever see you again.

Oh, that's a nasty cut, but it looks like you'll be fine.

- I am fine, because you're right here.

Hey, I have to tell you something.

I know that things didn't work out as we planned,

I'm so sorry for the way that my father acted.

- Fuad, you're too late.

You know that, right?

(soft music)

- Where'd Littmann go with the Eye?

- I heard him on a phone call

saying something about the volcanic fields.

- Do you still have your cell phone?

- Yeah.

(phone keys beeping)

(phone ringing)

- Liz, it's Jack.

- Where in the hell have you been?

If it hadn't been for Frederick's necklace,

we would have lost contact with you completely.

- Littmann has the Eye.

I think he's on his way to hand it off

to Petrovsky right now.

We heard something about a volcanic field.

Does that make any sense to you?

- Track all incoming air and ground traffic

in the volcanic region southwest of Konya.

Prep dust-off in 15.

We're coming there ourselves,

I'll meet you there.

Jack we can't let Petrovsky get the Star.

- He won't.

We gotta get going.

- Oh, I was afraid you were going to say that.

- Fuad.

- Let's go.

- Yeah.

- [Jack] They're tracking him on satellite right now.

- Then we can leave it up to your people, right?

- I'm not sure they're going to get there in time.

- The three of us against those Russians with machine guns.

- No, four of us.

Look, I should have listened to you.

- You did what you thought was right.

- Three of us, four of us,

it's not going to be enough.

(melancholy music)

(insects chirping)

- So, it's almost over.

- Looks that way.

- And, are you going to make your move?

- Oh yeah, I'm gonna make sure Littmann

gets exactly what's coming to him.

- That's not what I'm speaking about.

I thought that I had a thick skull.

- I think it's a little late for that.

- My dear friend, we have spent lot of time together, yes?

Some good, some not so good.

And though I'm not a smart man,

or a man of great pretense, like you,

but I am blessed with the ability

to see people for who they really are

and what they really seek.

One thing I have learned is that when love beckons,

you must heed its call.

- Her name is Nadia Ramadon.

- Nadia?

- Oh yes, Nadia.

Keeping yourself safe in your fear, your separateness,

your recklessness, does not a great life make.

Open your heart my friend, heed love's call,

and in so doing, you will live a life worthy of few.

(soft music)

- Come on in.

- She needs me to find the treasure,

she's not going anywhere without me,

and I'm not going without you.

(solemn music)

(ominous music)

(helicopter blades whirring)

- Here he comes.

(dramatic music)

- He has it?

- Da, but can you trust him?

- Only time will tell.

(dramatic music)

- Petrovsky.

- Littmann.

- Nice to see you.

- We don't have much time.

(dramatic music)

Impressive.

Now, show me what two pieces together can do.

- First things first.

That's only half, where's the rest of the money?

- Half now, half after you have shown

what this artifact can do.

(gun bolts clicking)

Just a precaution.

- Of course.

- A car.

- Littmann, what the hell is going on here?

- Stop it!

- Shoot them!

(guns booming)

(fist thumping)

(guns booming)

(explosion booming)

- I'll get you Jack.

- Here he comes.

- Alright, I've got the Eye,

but the Iris is still down there.

(dramatic music)

- Secure the perimeter.

Jack, time to go!

- We're gonna have to last a little longer

until NSA can get here.

Maybe if we can make it over by those rocks

we can hold them off just a little bit longer.

(speaking in foreign language)

Here, take the gun, Fuad.

Tariq, you take the Eye,

you run over there as fast as you can.

Nadia, you'll be next.

Fuad, you take up the rear.

I'm going to give you guys

a distraction as long as I can.

- I don't want it.

- Listen to me, take the Eye,

run that way as fast as you can, okay?

Remember that wonderful life you were telling me about,

this is what it's all about.

You're the hero.

- Okay

- You ready?

- Okay.

- Go!

(gun booming)

(explosion booming)

Nadia, go.

- Okay.

- [Both] Be careful.

(uneasy music)

(gun clicking)

- Damnit.

Give me the pistol.

(gun booming)

(ominous music)

- Nadia Ramadon.

You can't imagine how pleased I am to see you here.

Where's Jack Hunter?

- Go to hell.

- Jack!

- No.

- Sorry friend, I can't let her die.

Hey, Littmann!

Hunter is the one you want!

Take him, give me the girl and let us go.

Then I'll tell you where they hid the Eye.

- Fuad Antaki, you are a traitor and a liar,

just like your father.

You can have the girl.

- Fuad, don't do this.

- I couldn't bear to see you get hurt again.

- Move!

Grab him.

- What are you thinking?

- You've got the girl, where's the Eye?

- It's over there, behind those rocks, with the other guy.

- Check it out.

- [Man] We got it!

- Take them.

- Nadia!

(gasping) (pistol booming)

- Fuad.

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, yeah I'm fine.

(soft music)

- Nadia.

I know that he'll take good care of you.

I hope you find happiness that I couldn't give.

Until I see you again.

(melancholy music)

- Touching.

Get her.

- Come on.

- So, I finally get to meet the infamous Jack Hunter.

You have been a thorn in my side for a very long time.

Littmann, allow me to accomplish what you never could.

- Jack.

I...

- Me, too.

- Good-bye.

(dramatic music)

(gun booming)

- [Agent] Move, move, move!

(mumbled shouting)

- Kill them all!

(speaking in foreign language)

(guns booming)

(pistol booming)

(guns booming)

(speaking in foreign language)

(grunting)

(guns booming)

(grunting)

(guns booming)

- Come on.

(guns booming)

(grunting)

(guns booming)

(beam sizzling)

- Jack!

(guns booming)

(speaking in foreign language)

(beam sizzling)

(laughing)

- Come on, Jack.

Come on.

- Jack, time to go.

- What do you want me to do?

- I don't know.

(beam sizzling)

- That's not good.

- Far more powerful than I imagined.

- Kill Littmann at any cost.

(guns booming)

(beam sizzling)

(laughing)

(guns booming) (shouting)

(beam sizzling)

- How do you like that, NSA?

- Jack, do something.

- What do you want me to do?

He's got a laser beam.

(laughing)

- I'm invincible, I'm invincible!

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

- Jack?

- No.

(grunting)

(thumping and grunting)

- I've been waiting a long time for this.

- You have ruined everything, Jack.

This time I'm going to finish you off.

This time I'll kill you with my bare hands.

- Hey Littmann!

Are you looking for this?

- Drop it and I kill him.

What's it going to be, Nadia?

Decide.

Think about it, Nadia,

Jack or the Star?

- For the benefit of humanity.

- No!

No!

(thumping and grunting)

- You want it so bad, go and get it.

(screaming)

(dramatic music)

(explosion booming)

It's over.

- How did you know about the eclipse?

- You can thank Tariq.

(laughing)

- Here are your passports.

I retrieved them from Inspector Fati.

His only request is that the three of you

leave the country as quickly as possible.

So you're all set to go.

- And how did it go with the Director?

- Let's just say I won't be on his list

of favorite agents for a while,

but no one has the Star and somehow it doesn't bother me.

- It shouldn't.

- Don't be a stranger, Jack.

- Where is she, already?

- What?

She'll be here in a few minutes, I'm sure.

- 10 years, huh?

That's a long time to be married.

- Yeah, and she told me that the next time will be

even longer, unless I brought her here for a vacation.

(dramatic music)

- Quite a run, huh?

- Yeah, quite a run.

- Yeah, I was thinking that maybe

a vacation might be in order.

Greece for a week.

Wanna come?

- Maybe.

- Maybe.

(dramatic music)

(upbeat music)