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This region south of Saqqara

may appear just barren desert,

but once we combine

the satellite's
high-resolution cameras

with infra-red technology,

the city's true boundaries
are finally revealed.

Note the significant structure
at the end of this avenue,

which my research indicates
is the fabled Al-As shrine,

which contains the key
to the location

of the long lost tomb
of Alexander the Great.

Time is of the essence.

Please, permit me to excavate
and I can prove it.

You must be so frustrated.

I can't believe they said no.
The evidence is overwhelming.

Apparently, computer graphics
can be easily faked.

Faked? We're the British Museum!

This technology costs a fortune.
Is Mr Hooten any help?

Not for this.
He's back at the hotel.

Target Gohar.
He's Head of Antiquities there.

I went to Cambridge with him.
Tell him GG sent you.

- Gee-gee? As in a horse?
- Erm, no.

No, as in Ganja Girl.

I'm not suggesting
you take him hash cakes,

but he'll definitely
remember me,

and it might get you
an audience with him.

You are my secret weapon.
Thank you, Ella.

You learn something new
every day.

The shrine is here,
I'm sure of it.

All the evidence suggests it was
buried in the earthquake of 956.

I do not doubt your research,
Lady Alex,

but my hands are tied.

Dr Yannaras and his team are
already excavating this area.

They're digging
in the wrong place.

We need to protect this site
immediately,

before some criminal lowlife
comes along and desecrates it

for their own squalid,
mercenary ends.

It's OK, I'm an archaeologist.

Captain!

What's happening?

Is it militants?

Please, Doctor, remain inside.
Let us deal with this.

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Sorry.

- Alex!
- I know you're bored,

but I'm trying to get clearance
to excavate the site.

No need. I skipped that stage.

You did what?

- Why can I hear gunfire?
- Cos I'm being shot at.

I said stay in the hotel.
What have you done?

Funny story. Know that shrine
entrance you said was here?

It isn't where
you frigging said it was.

Never mind. I never doubted you
for a second.

Take cover!

Professor Gohar.

Assalamu alaikum.

Lady Alexandra.

Dr Yannaras.

On behalf of
the Greek Government,

I trust you will be
extending our site

to include this exciting
new discovery.

Unfortunately, I have already
applied to excavate this site

on behalf of the British Museum.

To display its many treasures

alongside Lord Elgin's
stolen Marbles, no doubt.

She knows you too well, Doctor.

Thank you.

Lady Alex is here
as my guest only.

No permits have been issued yet.

But we'll find
an equitable solution, I'm sure.

No sign of the intruder,
and no other exits.

Body must be in the rubble.

A fitting end
for one so worthless.

Thank you, Captain.

Erm, shall we?

Alexander the Great.

His final resting place.

Until 641 AD, yes.

When the Arabs
occupied this country,

the Persians moved his body
to another secret temple.

Bah!

Careful! This is not
your grandmother's couch.

Worthless.
A soldier, manservant.

- No-one of rank.
- What did you expect?

I told you, Alexander was moved.

I'd, erm...

I'd prefer to confirm that
for myself.

There is a second coffin
in the antechamber.

Come.

Mummified corpses weren't
laid on kaftans.

I'd get out now
before Yannaras remembers that.

What are you doing?

Besides finding your shrine?

You mean, nearly destroying it.

What kind of person
uses explosives

to excavate a sacred site?

A pretty damn successful one,
and we've got to be first

to find the key to the treasure
in Alexander's tomb.

I knew employing you
was a mistake.

You can always just
give me a finder's fee

and we can call it quits.

I thought so.

Go get me one of those guards
and distract the others.

Nothing, not even a body.

Perhaps the looter did
manage to survive after all.

Notify your captain.

I want this temple
searched again, thoroughly.

Erm, hi!

I think I left my sunglasses
in the main chamber.

Would you mind looking for them
for me? Thank you so much.

This is an intriguing anomaly,

possibly a clue to understanding
the secrets of the shrine.

The elephant in the battle scene
signifies that

Alexander's opponent was King
Porus of the Punjabi region.

Er, but if we look more closely

at the soldiers that
Alexander is fighting,

it's clear that
their uniforms are...

Persian, not Punjabi.

Yes. Darius of Persia
fought only with horses.

That must mean something.

We should examine the symbols
left by the Persian artisans.

Every frieze, every fresco
could hold a clue,

possibly a clue to understanding
the secrets of...

Stay alert.

Over here!

Bah!

You snooze, you lose.

Let's hope the only thing
he stole was that uniform.

Indeed.

Your hopes are misplaced. Look.

The medallion from the shield.

I'm telling you, Semir,

this woman is seriously
hazardous to my health.

Every time we're together,
some nut job tries to kill me,

but does she give a rat's ass?

- I am thinking, no.
- Damn straight.

- And thanks.
- Once she's got what she wants,

I'm totally dispensable.
That's cold, right?

But also, a little hot.

I think maybe
this is really your problem.

You need to put that money away

unless you are
looking for trouble.

What kind of trouble
did you have in mind?

I am not a hooker.

Me neither, except for
this one time in Caracas.

Oh, yeah?

There was another time
in Amsterdam.

- Name's Hooten.
- Melina.

- You won't get me drunk.
- Yes, I will.

Let's just roll the dice
and see what happens, huh?

Did you rob a bank or something?

I stole a jeep, then I sold it.

Come on, come on!

Well, maybe you'll get lucky
another way, huh?

Maybe I will.

Where did you get that?

Same place as the jeep.

We're not finished yet!

All the money, yeah?

For this.

Highest number,
winner takes all. Yeah?

Are you sure?
The medallion looks priceless.

If I win, things could get ugly.

So you might want
to get some wheels

and keep the engine running,
just in case.

Crazy man. Good luck.

You're first, Slim.

Come on, baby,
don't let me down now.

- Yes!
- Woo!

Tough break, brother, but you
know, we've all had bad beats.

You've just...

persuaded me to leave
the money and the medallion

and walk away.

I don't want any trouble,
just...

Can't blame a guy for trying.

Go!

You call this a getaway vehicle?

Like I can afford a car.

If this thing doesn't go any
faster, we're in big trouble.

Sorry to interrupt, but
you and I need to talk alone,

so if you can ask
your new friend to go?

Nice tattoo, by the way.
Is that a phoenix?

- Who the hell is this?
- I'm his wife.

OK!

Didn't you tell her that,
darling? Funny.

Melina, she is not my wife.
Give me a minute.

Take as long as you like.
I am out of here.

You are not my wife.

I was about to get laid,
so this better be good.

Where's the medallion?
I know you took it.

Just please, God,
say you haven't sold it yet.

I borrowed it
so a friend could make

some cheap knock-offs.

The treasure in Alexander's tomb
is worth over a billion dollars.

What do you think
I'm doing here?

Jeopardising our discovery
for the sake of a petty scam.

I owed him. He's got kids,
he needs the money.

But now we have a problem in the
form of that stolen medallion.

What we have is a crucial
piece of the puzzle,

which our opponents don't,

which means
we can find the tomb first.

You're welcome.

Technically speaking,
they're our partners,

so I'm morally obliged
to share any new information.

Technically speaking, they're
not my partners, you are.

Don't you want to be the one
to find it?

Oh, don't pretend like
we're not doing this.

Did that woman see this,
did you show it to her?

Yeah, but she was into me
long before then.

Did you ask yourself why?

I mean, would I really have to?

There's an ancient Greek society
called the Philiki Etaireia.

Its members have been searching

for Alexander's tomb
for centuries.

Yeah,
still not seeing the connection.

Its symbol is a phoenix.

Oh, come on!
You can't even give me that?

It bugged you, didn't it,

seeing me and her
about to touch belly buttons.

Er, it was fairly nauseating,
actually.

No, there's a definite subtext.

Is it saying,
"Don't blow your own trumpet"?

You should just be careful, OK?

There's some kind of
hieratic text on its rim

but it's very unusual.

It's a fusion of early to middle
Demotic, I think.

I'll get you a translation ASAP.

Thank you, Ella. The medallion
is the key, I'm sure of it.

Just possessing it
puts you at risk,

so make sure that lump
of a hunk keeps close guard, OK?

Trust me, we're safer apart.

Always carry
an insect repellent.

Just one squirt in the eye -
never fails.

It's an important find, Alex,

but we can't have our employees
blowing up sites

and looting the content.

I know.
He's a bit of a loose cannon.

Do you want me
to cancel his contract?

On the contrary.

His unorthodox methods are
proving to be rather successful.

But just make certain that

our association with him
remains discreet.

Can't risk being compromised
or held accountable.

Hooten. Hey.

I thought I would come back
and give you a second chance,

make sure you're OK.

And to get the medallion,
of course.

You want to tell me
where you've hidden it?

It's going to hurt like hell
if you don't.

Hey.

So, progress?

"The grave in starlight
shields the sire."

Mm. Let's hope Alex can
make sense of it.

It's not here.

He must have given it
to the girl.

Try next door. Go.

No, she checked out. We had
a fight. She's at the Hilton.

He's lying. Quickly, go.

- Alex!
- Agh!

I expected better.

- Watch out, Alex!
- Keep your mouth shut.

What's happening?

- Talk to me!
- Please, just shut up!

Incoming!

- Oh, my God!
- Bit handicapped here.

- One of them has the key.
- But where?

I do. Come and get it.

FYI, she's a good fighter.
Might want to bring your A-game.

Yes. Thank you!

That's your A-game?

- God!
- Nice pyjamas.

Oh, my God!

- Alex?
- What?

Alex, the...
You dropped something.

Yes.

She should have let me
seduce it from you.

- It's your loss.
- Yeah.

I'm not all bad.

Why did you hide it in your
pyjamas? Of all the places...

I had to put it somewhere.
You didn't give me time.

If we don't get it back,
you owe me a billion dollars.

It's only worth that
in the shrine,

and if Ella can
translate the text on its rim,

we might not need it at all.

- That's hotel property!
- Put it on expenses.

This guy's telling me
where Melina is,

then I'm taking her down.

Nobody handcuffs me to a bed
without an agreed safe word.

Disturbing as that is, I'm
saying, it's just not necessary.

If we can get to the shrine...

What if you're wrong?

Just entertain the possibility
for once in your life.

What if you can't crack it,

and you need the medallion,
then what?

Fine. Just remember that
you work for the Museum,

not the Mafia.

I'll check in with Ella
on my way to the shrine.

I'll be your dance partner
this evening.

How you doing?

You ready to spill yet?

See, the thing is,
I need to get to Melina fast,

so to speed things up,

I thought I'd just
set these sheets on fire.

You won't kill me.

No, but the ground
probably will.

No, wait!

Wait!

I'll tell you, all right?

Put it out. Wait!

I'm listening.

So Melina was working for you.

Your employee stole it first.

No, Hooten was
acting for himself.

I would never sanction theft,
nor sneaked in here at night

so I could claim the location
for myself.

The Philiki's a more noble cause
than that, surely.

You don't understand.

My country is drowning in a sea
of debt we can't possibly repay.

Even Alexander's billions
can't cover that amount.

But finding his body
would save our soul,

restore our people's pride
and self-respect,

remind us of who we once were -

a nation with dignity
and honour.

I think you can help me
return that much to us at least.

You know this is the key.

We ought to wait
for Professor...

No, no, no.
You can't wait, nor can I.

It's what we live for.

And you are so close now.

Solve it now, tonight, and
present him with your triumph -

the tomb of Alexander.

And reap the accolades
for yourself and your museum.

Ah!

You need to walk away
while you still can.

Last chance.

Let's roll the dice,
see what happens.

I'm sorry, but I can't have you
screwing everything up

or getting killed.

It's for your own good, OK?

Why do you think
I didn't load it?

Let's go somewhere quiet
and have a little chat,

starting with,
where's my medallion?

No, wait. You don't understand!

You're stalling
until your mob gets here?

No, you idiot!

I'm not part of the Philiki.
I'm a cop, OK?

I am Sergeant Cahconas,
Athens Police.

We've been tracking Yannaras
and the Brotherhood for years.

They are fanatics who believe
that the body of Alexander

will help them incite our nation
into war.

Whoa, wait a minute - you
didn't give back the medallion?

It's OK.
We are monitoring his movements

with the Egyptian authorities.

We have men in place, waiting.

You mean those soldiers
at the site?

No, no, they are not ours,
they are Greek mercenaries,

part of the Philiki.

They answer only to Yannaras.

According to Ella, this means,

"The grave in starlight
shields the sire."

As you requested, Lady Alex,
the site is now sealed.

Thank you, Captain.

Look at the grave - a star!

Something's moving inside.

Gentlemen, the lid, please.

This is it!

There's another chamber.

Oh. Look here...

..."shah mat".

"The King is finished."

It's a puzzle,
like an ancient chessboard.

No answer.

There is no reception
in the shrine. Stay down.

Don't worry,
Yannaras won't kill her

until he discovers
the location of the tomb.

It might be difficult to solve,
even with the medallion.

She'll solve it.

The ancient city of Alexandria
was built on a grid system,

a bit like a chessboard.

The lighthouse signifies the
beginning of that original grid.

Ingenious.

These paintings represent
different chess figures,

hence the anomalies
in the frescos upstairs.

Those aren't
depictions of battle scenes,

they're the final moves
of a Persian chess game,

or the equivalent.

So these holes
must be for the spears.

Gold would be king.

And if the elephant
represents the bishop...

...the chariot would be the rook.

So then we just have to...

Move the pieces,
finish the game,

and where the king falls...

That's where
the tomb of Alexander lies.

Bingo.

You take me in as your hostage,

we'll take these guards out
together.

How are you still alive, huh?

These people
have been instructed

to shoot you on sight.

Just give me your watch
and wait here.

You want to save her or not?
Give me your watch.

Dr Yannaras is inside?

It's hot, huh?

Alexander has retreated
to behind this soldier.

Castle takes bishop.

And then...
the castle protects his king.

Bishop advances.

Checkmate.

So we have it -
the Attarine Mosque.

Hooten came looking for me,

but he won't be
getting in the way any more.

I killed him.

It looks a lot better on me,
don't you think?

Don't worry, Princess.
You'll be reunited very soon.

No!

What if she has tricked you
and the tomb is somewhere else?

Don't kill her
until we find out.

Why not?

Yannaras, come back! Wait!

Yannaras, don't close the door,
please! You need me.

Yannaras, please come back!

Please!
I can help you at the temple.

Help me!

Hey! Can I take this?

I deserve something for Hooten,
surely.

Parakalô.

Efcharistô.

Love what you've done
with the place. It's very cosy.

She told me you were dead.

I knew
there was a bit of subtext.

A perfectly natural,
genuine moment is ruined.

We've got to go. They've got
a hell of a head start.

Yeah, but in the wrong location.

What do you mean?

I switched the grid around.

This is the real location
of Alexander's tomb,

in an old part of Alexandria

that was destroyed
in the earthquake.

- That's a good thing, right?
- Yes, a very good thing.

You do know how to dive,
don't you?

Lady Alex.
I've been trying to contact you.

Dr Yannaras said
you had relinquished all claims

and were returning to England.

I'm heading west
towards Alexander's tomb.

I need authorisation
to dive there,

but we can fill out the forms
later.

Bureaucratic bullshit.

No, no, no, his tomb is
under the Attarine Mosque.

Dr Yannaras told me
he cracked the code.

No, he only thinks he has.

I gave him
the wrong co-ordinates

just before he tried
to kill me in the shrine.

He did what?

I'm sending you
the real site reference now,

but you need to get police there
quickly. It'll need protecting,

as will one
Sergeant Melina Cahconas.

She's a Greek police officer.
She's working undercover.

Once he realises
he's been tricked,

she'll be in danger too.

Thank you, Lady Alex.

It's fine. Just call the police.

You can rely on me, of course.

I'm glad
at least one of us knows

where our true loyalties lie.

I think my percentage
just went up.

I've found a tunnel.
It's narrow as hell

and pitch-black but it goes
right into the rock face.

Am I speaking out loud?

Yeah, I'm listening.
I'm just looking for the police.

We'll go without them.
They have the co-ordinates.

You want to be
the first to find it, right?

Show them no quarter.
They are enemies of Greece.

They don't look like the police.

No, it's Yannaras!

- God! They're shooting at us.
- No shit!

Get your tank and dive.

- How the hell did they know?
- Just dive!

Was the gunfire
really necessary?

Hey, don't kill her
unless you have to.

That's my privilege.

This is it.

I think we've found it!
This has to be Alexander's tomb.

It's going to be our tomb too
if we don't hurry up.

This is my favourite bit.

One billion,
here we come.

Transporting the treasure out
won't be easy.

Oh, that is the least
of your problems.

More worthless bodies.

There's another room, right,
one with all the riches?

Possibly not, but does it
matter? This is the real prize.

It'd better be.

That's him - no nose.

Emperor Augustus knocked it off
when he visited the tomb.

No, no, no. Wait a minute.

You said he was gold
and studded with gems.

He was, until Pharaoh Ptolemy IX
turned him into coinage.

The fortune aspect
has been wildly overstated.

Yes, by you, constantly.

"Wealth beyond my imagination."
That was the phrase you used.

Did you ever imagine
a scenario like this?

But that's lying!

I prefer "motivating".
Incentives are very important.

No, you promised me wealth -
one billion dollars.

The body alone is worth that.
In fact, it's priceless.

And think of the cultural
and historical value.

That's a sort of wealth.

Oh, no. There is no way - no way
- you're getting away with this.

Sadly, no. Once Yannaras's men
get here, they'll kill us both.

Not if I don't kill you first,
and I'm thinking about it.

Well, make up your mind fast,
because they're here.

We cannot let him take the body.
It's too powerful a symbol.

All right, go out there
and stall him.

What are you going to do?

I don't know! That's why
I need you to stall him.

Dr Yannaras! Wait.
It's here. The body's here.

Alexander is here. You can
take that and everything else.

Don't tell him
there's no treasure.

He's already pissed off
as it is.

You can take it. If you let us
go, you can have everything.

But I can do that anyway.

What are you doing?

What's it going to be, Yannaras?

You kill us
or save your boy here.

- Your choice.
- Snuff it out!

Quickly!
Alexander must be preserved.

Bàstardos!

Finally, Greece can rise again

and reclaim the legacy
you gave us.

Come on!

We've got to get out of here!

I'm calling that
the Hooten Solution,

sort of an homage thing.

Alexander would be very proud.

If he wasn't
in a million pieces, you mean.

Do I?

The body you blew up had a nose.

Yeah. I switched the bodies
before I came out.

He's still in there,
somewhere under all that rubble.

Safest place for him.

Maybe best
not to tell the Greeks -

world peace and all that.
Bigger picture.

Probably best staying ignorant.

You're living proof that works.

That's your way
of saying thanks

for saving your life, again?

I think you'll find that
I've saved yours

just as often,
if not more, probably.

Why is everything a competition
with you?

Why can't you just say
"Thanks"

or "Here's a cheque
for a billion"?

- Yeah.
- You still owe me, by the way.

Yannaras said
you destroyed the body.

Yes. It was him or us,
unfortunately.

Well, I got what I wanted,
so thank you.

And no hard feelings?

Oh, don't give him
such an opening, please.

Nothing a couple of drinks
wouldn't smooth over.

OK, as long as Alex
can join us too.

Is she... Is she seeing anybody
at the moment?

She's getting married,
but don't you worry -

it's a total sham,
a beard thing for her parents,

you know, society folks.

You are so in there.

- Really?
- Oh, yeah.

You just stick with me.

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