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Case number 0386.

St. Benedictine Monastery, Quebec.

Now, me, personally, when I think of vows of obedience and silence...

I don't exactly think of Christopher Chance.

In fact, the two are sort of like oil and water.

So I wasn't keen on taking the case in the first place.

But then again, I couldn't help thinking it might do Chance some good.

You know, "Redemption is thine. Seek and ye shall find."

Traveling a thousand miles on a case...

is a roundabout way to find something like that.

- But then again... - Brother Mitchell?

Fate's a funny thing.

You know what? Hold on. I'm getting ahead of myself.

Let me start at the beginning.

This case, as they so often do, began with a crime.

A crime centered around a kid named John Gray. Nice guy.

Never guessed he's the inside man...

for one of the most vicious crews around.

A crew led by one Sam Fisher...

the mastermind of some of the biggest heists in the last 10 years...

and a monster, plain and simple.

Now, Fisher would set his sights on high-dollar targets...

then send John Gray in to case the place...

which is how he met Emily.

The more he got to know her, the more he realized he wanted out of his old life.

So he could have a shot at a new one with her.

So John called the cops...

and managed to escape.

But it didn't take long for Sam Fisher to escape too.

He paid somebody off.

Had them hide a little something to help his getaway.

Ugh!

With Fisher out, John Gray was suddenly in danger...

which is why Emily came to us for help.

John never hurt anyone.

Look, he grew up on the streets, and he hustled to survive.

He's smart.

And Fisher took advantage.

Look, I understand.

I know you think this John Gray is different.

I know how this sounds.

But you have to believe me that John is a good man.

Please.

You're my chance to save him.

So where exactly is John now?

- A monastery? - A remote monastery.

Two hundred miles north of the border of Quebec. He's there, unarmed, probably.

And as we speak...

six of his heavily-armed buddies are on their way looking for retribution.

- So why hide out in a monastery? - Don't know.

There's thousands of them. Why that one?

Don't know.

You don't like "don't know" now?

I thought "don't know" was your favorite part.

You had me with heavily-armed crew invading a monastery, that's me.

"I don't know" usually scares the crap out of you.

Eh.

Okay, now you're really creeping me out.

Long odds to protect an unrepentant fugitive from justice...

not a peep out of you? What am I missing?

A guy who made some mistakes.

Who's trying to put those mistakes behind him.

If we can't help a guy like that...

what the hell are we doing here?

So where exactly is this place?

It's up in the mountains.

Just above a village called Port-Cartier, and accessible only by cable car.

So we go up there, quietly find Gray and get him to safety...

tip the cops in Fisher's direction, problem solved.

Assuming we're not too late already.

Fisher and his men have been on the loose for days.

There's no way of knowing when they'll reach the monastery.

So let's do this and do it quickly. Are you in position?

Brother Mitchell?

Yes. Yes, I am.

Now, I have to admit...

I was nervous about Chance on his own in a place of worship.

As long as I've known him, I've never seen him set foot in a church.

I guess he's not much of a religious man. That's what he tells me.

Truth be told, I'm not sure what the guy believes in.

Funny story. I'm headed up here. Friend of mine says he knows a guy here.

His name's John Gray. Any idea how I could find him?

Oh. I get it. You're kind of in the middle of something here.

I won't bother you.

Say, if I wanted to get everybody together here just in one room...

how would I do that?

- All the monks there? - Mm-hm.

Do you see Gray?

Nuh-uh.

Man, you are tanking up there.

Hold on a second. Let me check my taskbar.

Okay. I got old testament. I got new testament.

I got hymns, the lyrics to "This Little Light of Mine"...

- if that does anything. - It's okay, I got it.

Got it? What do you mean you got it?

I sought the Lord, and he answered me...

delivered me from my fears.

Look to him, and be radiant. Your faces shall not be ashamed.

This poor soul cried and was heard by the Lord...

and was saved from every trouble.

Psalm 34, four through six. Amen.

That wasn't half bad.

Now, could we just get on with it and find our man, please?

Thought we'd be in the clear after we crossed the border.

Don't worry about it.

Good morning, officer. Is there a problem?

No, no problem.

Standard roadside checks within 50 miles of the border.

If you gentlemen could please step outside the vehicle...

Noah, grab his gear. After you hide the body, head to the gondola station.

Once we get to the top, no one goes to or comes from that monastery.

Oh, excuse me.

There's a brother here that I'm looking to connect with.

His name is John Gray. Got a message for him, but I can't seem to find him.

Of course not. It's 11:00.

What's at 11:00?

He leads the alternative services in the library.

So he has to sacrifice himself to save the one true Earth.

- I don't get it. - What don't you get?

- Well, in this one, he dies. - Right.

- Then suddenly, he's alive again. - Exactly.

See, the Anti-Monitor wants to destroy all the Earths in the Multiverse, right?

But in order to prevent him from using the antimatter cannon...

the Flash has to give up his own life.

And then he comes back.

Like Jesus.

I think I've got him.

Let me know when you're bringing him down.

- Can we help you? - John Gray?

I'm assuming you're still interested in the materials we spoke about?

- I am. - I can get those for you by tonight.

I know how risky this is for you. But you'll be more than happy...

with reimbursements. They'll be ready for exchange.

The thing that bothers me. Whenever a client doesn't blink at my fee...

I start asking questions about who I'm working for.

So, what's your point?

There's someone bigger than you in the food chain involved, I wanna know who.

I make the delivery, you spill the beans. We got a deal?

I get the item in my hands, we'll talk.

I'm curious.

You used to say you couldn't pull this job off. What changed?

It was never about how I could do it. It was always about when.

With Chance and his partner out of the country, I finally got the opportunity.

When I got it, I'll call you.

You need to listen to me.

You're in danger now, and I've been hired to come up here and protect you.

- Protect me from what? - Sam Fisher.

He's free, so is his crew, and they know where you are.

- How do they know where I am? - Emily.

- Is she all right? - She's fine.

They took the letters you sent her.

This is... This is bad. This is really bad.

It will get worse, that's where I come in. I've got a car waiting at the bottom.

We get you out, get Fisher back on his heels.

No, I can't leave.

I mean, if Fisher really is on his way here, I can't leave.

- It's complicated. - Complicated how exactly?

Hey. Hey, I just spotted the gondola going up the mountain.

You were gonna signal when you were ready to come down. What's going on?

Chance? Chance, are you reading me? Did you call for the gondola?

Once the grounds are secure, the priority is finding the object.

Everything else comes second.

Gray gets to walk away from what he did?

I'm saying once we get the object, Gray is fair game.

Until then, we stick to the plan. Are we clear?

- Are we clear? - Yeah.

High-value antiquities, relics.

- It was my job to nominate targets. - You singled out this abbey.

What could anyone possibly want to steal here?

The Nicene Annals.

- They're a myth. - Okay, just for fun...

- somebody want to fill me in here? - Yeah.

So the Council of Nicea...

gathered in 397 to settle the nature of Christianity itself.

A bishop from Jerusalem wrote an account...

of this meeting that was held in secret.

It was passed down through the papal lines...

until it was lost in the 16th century during the sack of Rome.

Then 400 years later...

a sister in Austria reported seeing a book, matching its description...

in the possession of an allied chaplain in Belgium...

Father Robert Regan.

My predecessor at this monastery.

Yeah. To the right buyer, that book is worth millions.

I figured I'd get in, I'd find the book, I'd get out.

I'd sell it, and I'd take off for parts unknown.

I'm sorry.

We always knew you'd have to confront your past sooner or later.

- Wait a minute. You knew? - I sensed he had a past he regretted.

But I also sensed a good man, seeking a better path.

If I can't help a man like that...

what am I doing here?

All right, this book, are we sure Fisher knows about it?

This monastery was supposed to be our next job after the museum.

We had it all planned out. Listen, when Fisher gets here...

he will tear this place apart, people will get hurt.

- Why don't we just give it to him? - I would. Only I don't have it.

- Chance, are you there? - Yeah, yeah, I'm still here.

Oh, good. Lost you for a second there.

Listen, we got a major problem.

I made one of Fisher's guys at the gondola station.

And that gondola's been up there about 10 minutes now.

- Which means... - Wait a minute.

The gondola's up here?

Yeah, we have to come up with a new plan to get you down off that mountain.

Chance? Chance?

- No, no. - Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, my.

- This is Guerrero. - It's Winston.

Where the hell have you been? I called you 30 times in the last 10 minutes.

I thought this job was straightforward.

Gotten complicated, I'm gonna need your help.

Busy today, dude. Sorry.

You're busy? Chance and the principal are in danger.

What could you be so busy with it can't wait?

My life does not revolve around you.

Hard as that is to believe, I'm on another job.

Another...?

Look, Fisher and his crew are here.

Chance is stuck on that mountain with those psychopaths.

He told me you know a chopper pilot out of Montreal, I need him, fast.

I know who he means. That guy's not an option.

- We kind of had a falling out. - Well, can't you apologize?

If I had a time machine or a hell of a Ouija board.

Listen, you're gonna be fine, man. You're, uh, capable.

Capable? Hey, who do you think you're talking...?

Gotta go.

- C-4. - It's enough to level this place.

When Fisher does a job, he never leaves any witnesses.

We're gonna have to do something.

- How can I help? - You want to help?

We got to find this book before they blow this monastery right off the map.

- So what happens next? - Fisher and his crew came for the annals.

If we can get our hands on that book, we'll lure them away.

It's our only shot at saving them.

- So you never found this thing? - No, it's not that.

I never got around to take it. It's underneath the monastery.

It's in the old church foundation.

- Underneath where? - The crypt.

Abbot Regan stored everything he brought back.

He always talked about the pieces he got in those churches in France and Belgium.

I just assumed they were souvenirs, junk.

Well, apparently not. How do we get down there?

Crypt is connected to the abbey through tunnels, built during Prohibition.

I thought I was the only one here who knew about it.

There's several entrances off the grounds but only one inside the abbey.

Where is it?

Unfortunately, it's behind where Fisher is holding the monks hostage.

The entrance is below a slab, just behind the altar.

There's only one way to get to the book.

We have to walk right past Fisher to get to it.

How? I mean, even if we could get past him, this place is an echo chamber.

As soon as we move, he's gonna hear us.

If you get your hands on the book, this all ends, yes?

It's a good start.

- Go. I'll make sure they can't hear you. - No, no.

It's too dangerous. Let me do it.

Go.

We went through the wine cellar, the basement, nothing.

Not to mention there's still no sign of Gray.

It could take hours to search every inch of this place. Do you realize this?

Maybe we've been taking the wrong approach.

Go find who's doing that.

You think the abbot's safe?

Right now, the only way any of us are gonna be safe is if we get that book.

Son of a bitch. Damn it, Winston, can't you take a hint?

I'm pretty sure I said I'd call you.

I'm aware.

It wouldn't hurt to check in to see how you were progressing.

Isn't that sweet? I'm still kind of in the thick of it here.

You and I know this isn't something that would just be lying out in the open.

Well aware.

After all, if this material wasn't so personal to its owner...

we wouldn't be so eager to get our hands on it.

Right. I'll be in touch.

So you've been here about a year, have a pretty good idea where this thing was.

Tell me the part again why you didn't just take off with it?

That was the plan, to look for the book.

I tried to put the museum job behind me.

But there was one thing about it I couldn't shake.

- Emily. - Yeah.

I started writing to her, and, you know, she had no good reason to respond.

And then she wrote back. She thanked me for saving her.

She made you feel like one of the good guys.

Don't worry, happens to the best of us.

Hey, are you sure we went the right way back there?

Pretty sure.

Oh. Oh, man.

- Thank God. I've been walking for miles. - The gondola's closed.

Gondola? Man, I don't need a gondola. I need some gas.

You got a town back there with no gas station.

You guys don't have any gas stashed up here, do you?

Sorry.

Got a landline? I have to make a call.

- I got no bars. - Phone's just for the rangers, okay?

Come on, I just need to call a tow truck. It's a local call. I got the number here.

- You mind holding this for me? - You got to go.

I'll only take a second.

Capable.

This place is way bigger than I thought.

- What was her name? - Who?

Made you feel like one of the good guys.

- Oh, that bad, huh? What happened? - It just didn't work out.

What exactly are we looking for, anyway?

It's a small box.

It's probably some kind of treated wood with a bronze lock on the lid.

- I thought it was a book. - It's a scroll, actually.

Pope Clement had it sealed in the box when he fled Rome to protect it.

It can only be opened with his papal ring.

Papal rings are destroyed after their pope dies.

This thing's locked in a box we can't open?

More or less. From what I've read, it's tamperproof.

If you try and open it without the ring, contents are destroyed.

- Acid? - Maybe. Maybe a flint.

Why would somebody want a book you can't read?

Well, I had a buyer lined up in Spain...

who was willing to pay 4 and a half million for it as is.

When we get out, I'll give you his number, ask him.

Years I worked with Gray.

Not even once was he wrong about a score.

I know the book is here.

Do yourself a favor and tell me where it is.

And this can all be over.

Go to hell.

Stop!

Yes?

I know where Gray went.

Hey, everything is very fragile, okay? So be careful with that stuff.

Hey, what's this?

You said a bronze lock, right?

That's it.

That's it.

- Winston, you there? - Yeah, go ahead.

We got the book. It's in a tunnel underneath the monastery.

Now, look, there's an exit in a pine grove...

about a klick north of the compound.

You'll take Gray and the book.

I'm gonna stay and get these monks out in one piece.

- Where are you now? - In the gondola heading up the mountain.

- What about the chopper? - There is no chopper.

- You didn't get the chopper? - I'm all you've got.

Guerrero said the pilot was unavailable.

Not that he was in any hurry to get us another one.

By the way, he said he was on another job. Any idea?

No idea.

- Call him back. - Yeah.

I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing here...

or where any of this is going...

but I figure I should start keeping track of all this.

So just completed case number 001 with my new colleague, Christopher Chance.

And for what it's worth, I hope he can get past this one...

because this case was damn ugly.

Her name was Katherine.

Take this, go up to the exit, and meet my partner.

- Where are you gonna go? - Up to the chapel, sort out that mess.

- I'm going with you. - Forget it.

Forget it? No. I can't just run and let everyone else go through this.

I have to go there. I have to face Fisher.

Let me spoil the ending for you.

This feeling you have right now frequently precedes death.

Now, a few months ago, Fisher was in prison and not your problem.

Now things are different.

I have to try.

There's a woman that cares enough about your life to hire me.

I made her a promise, and I intend to keep it.

Let's get moving.

John, it's good to see you again.

Wait, it doesn't have to be like this.

Well, unfortunately, you don't have a lot to bargain with right now.

I assume that's the book.

So I have it, and I have you.

But you don't have the ring.

- Excuse me? - Pope Clement's ring.

You use it to unlock the scroll's container.

Before I came here, I found it at an auction in Chicago.

Seller didn't know what it was.

No one's laid eyes on that scroll in five centuries.

It's worth $4 million locked up.

Can you imagine what it's worth unlocked?

- Where? - In a safety deposit box...

in a bank at the bottom of the mountain.

You let everybody go, I'll take you to it.

He's bluffing.

He better not be.

- You all right? - Never better.

- What's happening? - Gray made a deal. He sacrificed himself.

If Gray tries anything, I'll radio back.

Blow the building and everybody in it.

I don't get the sense that they intend to honor that deal.

Neither do I.

I don't understand.

Why did Gray trust them?

He didn't, he got five of their guys out of the room.

Now we just got to get past this one.

One still seems like a lot given our current situation.

- We're working on that. - Hey, buddy.

Probably be a really good time to stop doing what you're doing.

You hold your gun like a cop.

From what I understand, cops don't go around shooting people.

I'm retired.

Oh, no, no, no.

He started the timer. We got three minutes and counting.

- I got to go catch that gondola. - What about everybody else here?

With their restraints, we'd never clear the blast.

- Diffuse the detonator. - How?

You've done it before like in Miami. The cruise ship.

- That wasn't me. - Are you sure?

What do you mean, am I sure? It wasn't me. I wasn't there.

It was probably Guerrero.

- What about the thing in Detroit? - That was close.

Yeah. Also Guerrero.

I don't know what to tell you. Call Guerrero.

Used to be when you told a guy you were busy, that was respected.

I don't give a rat's ass.

I'm talking about looking at 10 blocks of C-4...

that are wired to blow in two minutes.

So if the next words out of your mouth aren't which wire to cut, I swear to...

Dude, you're unspooling. Calm down.

Describe the setup.

Hold on.

All right, I got two wires, both going to the switch.

One red, one blue.

Red, definitely red.

Wait. What was the other one?

I got 25 seconds here.

If I can't see it, how can I make a decision?

Twenty seconds!

What was that? Did you just flip a coin?

- No. - I heard a slapping sound.

I know this isn't what you wanna hear...

but sometimes you just got to go with your gut.

Winston?

Winston?

Winston?

In case you're wondering, it was the blue wire.

Good to know.

Tom.

Tom, what's your status?

Bring him up. Slowly.

I'll need your other hand. - What?

Grab the gun.

I got you. You can do this.

One, two, three.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

- Well played. - Thank you.

- You sure about this? - Yeah.

I've been treading water for too long. It's time for me to move forward.

Just remember, our door is always open for you.

Good luck with everything.

You sound like our paths won't cross.

Short of another reformed fugitive with a violent gang on his tail seeking refuge...

or you getting into security business, I'd say it's a pretty slim chance.

Funny. I'm not so convinced.

Oh, God. It's so good to see you.

Got to hand it to him, turning himself in like that.

How much time is he gonna get?

Between Emily corroborating that he was the one that called the cops...

the fact the rest of Fisher's crew is back in prison...

more or less a year, give or take, less with good behavior.

- What's that? - Oh, this? It's Pope Clement's ring.

He used it to unlock the Nicene Annals.

The abbot sent the book to the museum, but Gray gave the ring to me.

- As a gift? - Payment.

Let me get this straight. You got a ring...

that opens a very expensive book that we don't have.

So it's just gonna be another piece of junk gathering dust on your shelf?

Maybe. Maybe there's something else out there that it opens.

Oh, that's a hell of a plan. Hold on a second.

Yeah.

Maybe it unlocks next month's electric bill. Maybe a car note.

Maybe the mortgage to this damn place, you know?

Oh, yeah. Oh, that's good. Good, good. Just walk away.

Walk away. This ain't important.

Hey. Minimum security's not that bad.

You're gonna play squash, eat some overcooked macaroni and cheese.

- You'll be out before you know it. - Yeah, right.

Let me ask you, when I get out...

this will still make as much sense to me as it does now?

Girl gets you turned around like that, that doesn't go away.

Thanks for everything.

I saw his face as he watched Emily and Gray...

and I knew what he was thinking.

Of course he'd never admit it...

but I know now that he still hasn't gotten over her.

He's never gotten over Katherine.

It's what you asked for.

We've been anxious to get a hold of this.

But it's more than that, though.

I know he still hasn't forgiven himself for what happened.

Well, I kept up my end of the deal.

- I'd like to know who you're working for. - You're in no position to make demands.

When we need something more, we'll contact you.

I just hope that one day, the man will just stop looking for salvation.

I hope that one day he understands...

that salvation isn't something you can find.

He doesn't get to just walk away, not after everything he did.

And it's not something someone can find for you either.

It's something you have to give yourself.

You think you can protect him?

You can't.

We'll see.