20x02 - Arcana Dei

[bunniefuu]

[tense music]

[inaudible conversation]

[indistinct whispering]

[knocking]

[gasps]

[loud banging]

[speaking in French]

[banging continues]

[banging]

[man]: Allez! Vite!

[door opens]

Mon Dieu!

[g*nsh*t]

Non! Non!

[g*nsh*t]

[body thudding]

Non!
[g*nsh*t]

[Harry]: I'm going to ask
for the biggest plate of ham

and eggs they've got.
[Murdoch laughs]

[Murdoch]: How have the meals
been at St. Eligius?

[Harry]: Not too bad.

Though asking
for a second helping

is treated as a mortal sin.

Uh, well, I didn't ask you
to join me this morning

solely to buy you breakfast.

If-if this is about
my schoolwork, don't worry.

I'm getting an A in chemistry

and my Latin teacher says
I'm a discipulus optimus.

-[Murdoch chuckles]
-Oh. Very good. Very good.

Um, I received a telephone call
from Father Matthew

yesterday evening.

Oh.

And he'd like to meet
with us later today.

He's an old friend of yours,
right?

He likely just wants to catch up.

Yes, but he's also now
your chaplain at the school.

Um, the tone of the call
led me to believe

that this meeting
would be concerning you.

I don't see why.

Is there anything
you'd like to tell me...

-Detective Murdoch. Harry.
-Constable.

There was a call
from the Royal Birch Hotel.

The Inspector's
heading there now.

Ah. Uh, I'm sorry, Harry.

I-I won't be able
to join you for breakfast.

-But...
-Here.

-Um...
-This should be enough

to buy you plenty of ham and eggs

so you don't expire.

Please meet me
at Father Matthew's office

at two o'clock. Don't be late.

Yes, Father.

Unbelievable. Three men shot
dead at point-blank range.

Rigor is just setting in.

They must have been shot
two or three hours ago.

The door was breached,
so the k*ller forced his way in.

Mm. Possibly a robbery,

though judging
from this hotel room,

these men weren't wealthy.

The Confessions
of St. Augustine.

[soft somber music]

Hm...

A clerical collar.

Rosary.

Travel documents
for Father Jacques Renaud,

Father René Guillard
and Father Gauthier.

Sir, all three of these men
were Catholic priests.

[theme music]

{\an8}Who on earth would wanna
sh**t three priests dead?

{\an8}And why weren't they wearing
their clerical clothing?

{\an8}Constable Roberts said
the three men made a reservation

{\an8} for two rooms
under the name of John Smith.

{\an8}The men were travelling
incognito, which would suggest

{\an8}they knew they were in danger.

{\an8}Roberts searched the second room

{\an8}and he found this.

{\an8}French travel papers.

{\an8}Mademoiselle Celeste Riveaux,


{\an8}Three priests were travelling
with a young woman.

{\an8}Maybe she did this.

{\an8}Perhaps she was travelling
with them against her will.

{\an8}Hm. If that were so,
she wouldn't have left her

{\an8}belongings behind.

{\an8}Perhaps she ran off.

{\an8}Or the k*ller took her.

{\an8} Sir, the men appeared to be
studying this map of Toronto.

{\an8}And there's also...
this, uh, plan.

{\an8}I believe it's a cathedral
at 589 Sumach.

{\an8}That's the address
of St. Adeline's Cathedral.

{\an8}There's an important relic
they're consecrating there

{\an8}-this week.
-You think the three priests

{\an8} were planning a heist
on some saint's toenail?

{\an8}-[scoffs]
-The relic is no toenail.

{\an8} It's three thorns
from Jesus' Crown of Thorns

{\an8}in a jewel-covered reliquary.

{\an8}Crikey. You two better
get down there sharpish.

{\an8}[Murdoch]: Did you know
the priests?

{\an8}[Father Rennel]: No, I didn't.

{\an8} But I suppose
that they were in Toronto

{\an8}to see the Holy Thorns Reliquary.

{\an8}They were travelling
with a young woman.

{\an8}She's now missing.

{\an8}Oh. That's... strange.

Where were you
last night, Father?

-Why?
-The m*rder*d priests

had floor plans of this
cathedral in their room.

We believe that they were
planning to steal the reliquary.

-Steal it?
-And you think I k*lled them

before they could try?

Given the importance
of the relic...

Your line of work
must expose you to great sin,

Detective. As does mine.

But I encourage you
to guard against the impulse

to assume the worst
in your fellow man.

[Choi sighs]

It's incredible.

Thorns taken from Jerusalem
by the Romans,

stolen from them
by the Visigoths.

Quite right, Inspector.

The Knights Templar
then took it to France

where they crafted the reliquary
and placed it in the chapel

at Rennes-le-Château

until it was stolen
almost 20 years ago.

How did it end up here?

It was sent anonymously
to the pope last year.

I have travelled
to the Vatican several times

and asked His Holiness
to contribute a relic

to the Canadian congregation.
He agreed.

And he sent this to us.

I'm afraid we have to ask,
Father,

if you have an alibi
for last night.

I was in the rectory

with a visiting group
of Jesuit brothers.

They can attest
that I was there all night.

[tense music]

You found something
inside one of the priests?

Yes. I was attempting
to extract the b*llet

from his throat
when I found this.

He had just swallowed it
when he was shot.

It's carved out of ivory.

Oh, it's incredibly detailed.

I... I believe it depicts
the Three Marys.

Do you suppose these men
were k*lled for it?

-It's possible.
-Obviously, this man

was desperate to protect it
any way he could.

[footsteps approaching]

[Harry sighs]

Harry.

Hello, Father.

What's the name of a river
in Russia? Four letters.

-Neva. Why?
-It's a newspaper puzzle

called a Word-Cross.

Humphrey's father sends it
to him from New York.

-A trivia game?
-It's pretty clever.

All the answers fit together.
See?

-Hm. Interesting.
-But put that away now.

Father Matthew
will be waiting for us.

It's good to see you, Father.

How are you enjoying
St. Eligius?

Oh, being a school chaplain
is... it's very rewarding.

And now I live closer
to St. Adeline's hospice.

Oh, yes. How is your sister?

The doctors don't have much hope.

-I'm so sorry to hear that.
-I shall pray for her.

On to the reason
I called you both here today.

Your son has been absent
from Mass,

and confession,
for the last three weeks.

-Harry?
-I knew you'd be angry.

No one is angry. We only
want what's best for you.

Why do I have to go, anyway?

I have an important
chemistry project

that I'm working on
and I'd rather do that

-on the weekend.
-Attendance at Mass

for St. Eligius students
is mandatory.

-I'm doing well in my lessons.
-I know.

But I'm afraid that
if you don't attend

to your religious education,

the school might
ask you to leave.

-It's not fair.
-Harry.

Going to be late for algebra.

We'll discuss this tonight.

-I know. Goodbye.
-Goodbye, Father Matthew.

-He's a smart young man.
-And very headstrong.

Now, William,

I heard about the murders
of the three French priests.

-Do you know what happened?
-Oh, yes.

Actually, perhaps
you could help me.

I know you collect
antique devotional objects

and, uh, this was found
with one of the priests.

Ah. I'd say, uh, French.

Fifteenth century,
possibly sixteenth.

So you've seen
something like this before?

Oh-oh, yes. I've just never
been able to afford one.

It's a-a wonderful example.
What will you do with it?

For now, it's evidence.

Collecting can so quickly
lead to covetousness.

I shall say ten Hail Marys.

[Choi]: A remarkable carving
of the Three Marys.

[Murdoch]: Were you able
to find out anything

from the French Embassy?

No. They hadn't heard
of any Catholic priests

coming over to Toronto.

They did say they would make
inquiries, though.

Detective. I have a man
in the booking area

who may have seen something
at the hotel last night.

-Lead the way, Constable.
-Thank you.

I was talking to Margaret
about that thorn relic.

She said there were enough
gemstones just on the case alone

to put the crown jewels to shame.

That's true. But it's
the thorns that are priceless.

-So they're real, then?
-According to the pope.

I had a look at the map
of St. Adeline's

we found at the crime scene.
It showed two passageways

that might be easy to break into.

Do you think the k*ller saw it
and he's going to try

-and steal the relic tonight?
-Perhaps.

I'm stationing a few constables
at St. Adeline's tonight.

Where are you off to?

I thought I'd go with them.

It's been a while since
I've been on night patrol.

Ooh. A night in a draughty
old church, Albert.

Rather you than me,
me ol' mucker.

Higgins, kettle!

Oh, I'm here from Kenora
with the Retail Hardware

and Stove Dealers Association,
for the convention.

-You ever been to Kenora?
-No.

Mm. When you come,
make sure you stop

at Hare's Hardware.
That's me. Hare.

And you're staying
at the Royal Birch Hotel?

-That flea trap?
-No, I'm at the Rialto.

But did you not tell
Constable Roberts

that you saw someone
entering late at night

-at the Royal Birch?
-Yes. Uh, two men,

'bout four in the morning.
Said to myself,

"That's awfully late to be going
into a hotel,"

but, then,
I was out myself, so...

Hm. And you're quite sure?

Oh, yeah. I'm sure
I was at the billiard hall

across the street. I'd gone
outside to get some fresh air.

You're sure it was two men
entering the hotel?

-Two men. Dressed all in black.
-Long coats.

Hats, naturally. They went in.

Ten minutes later, they came out.

And when they came out,
did they have a third person

with them, a-a young woman?

-No. Just the two men.
-I didn't see a woman.

And if my wife calls,
you can tell her the same.

[Father Rennel]: I will lock
the rectory door

behind me when I leave.

And I've also made sure
that all the windows

and doors are latched.

I'll be in the narthex
and there'll be constables

located at the back rectory door
and the nave, as well.

The morning Mass
starts at five o'clock.

I'll be here a few minutes
before then.

I'll see you then, Father.

[sighs]

[angelic choral vocals]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[door opens]

Stay there, Constable.

Wake up, Constable!

[tense music]

[sighs]

You there! Stop!

Stop!

[suspenseful music]

[panting]

And you saw the intruder
leaving out of that door.

Yes. And with the constable
fast asleep,

he had plenty of time
to take the relic.

Mm. So why didn't he?

-What are you doing?
-You can't touch the reliquary!

-We need to examine it.
-Why?

We believe someone may have
tampered with it. May I?

Carefully.

[low choral vocals]

There's a hidden compartment.

Appears to be a rod to hold
something in place, but...

Do you know what this
contained other than

the Holy Thorns, Father?

-I have no idea.
-Are you sure?

First, you ask
if I had anything to do

with the priests' tragic deaths,
and now you doubt my word?

-We only mean to...
-No, that's enough.

You put the reliquary
back in the case, gently.

[tense choral vocals]

Father John wasn't aware
of a secret compartment

in the reliquary. I thought
you might know something.

I'm so glad you've come
to ask me.

I just read a story
called The Blue Cross

with a Catholic priest
named Father Brown

who solves a mystery. Hm.

-I see.
-But about the reliquary?

Yes. Well, I'm not surprised

that there was something
tucked away.

Do you know what was hidden
inside of this one?

-No, I'm afraid I don't.
-I once examined a reliquary

containing St. Cecilia's ear.

Underneath that
were financial records

of Lucretia Borgia.

So it's possible, then,
that this reliquary contained

paperwork of some sort?

Yes, I-I would think a scroll,
most likely.

But given the number of hands
that it passed through...

It might be difficult
to say precisely

what was written on it.

I wish I could help more.

As for Harry, I thought
he could translate

some Tertullian
and write a short essay.

It's all in here.
Would you mind?

-I'll be sure he gets this.
-Thank you, Father.

[Brackenreid]: The relic was
unharmed, is that correct?

Something might have been taken.

Or at least that's what
your Detective Murdoch

seems to believe.

-Ah, Inspector.
-Thank you for coming.

-Hello, Father.
-I felt the need

to talk to your Chief Constable.

I'm worried, gentlemen,
that a k*ller is running free

while this constabulary isn't
asking the right questions.

I'm not sure what you mean.

Why am I being questioned

while the real culprit
enjoys his liberty?

That's what this is all about?

You're offended
because you're under suspicion?

We have a duty to question
all related parties, Father.

I have to wonder
if this constabulary

takes special delight
in questioning priests,

given the anti-Catholic sentiment

present in so much of Toronto.

I can assure you
that's not the case, Father.

You have my word.
As a fellow Catholic.

Is that so?

Well, I'm glad to hear it.

We will get to the bottom
of this, Father.

And you have my word.
As a Protestant.

Thank you, Chief Constable.

I think we're all
in agreement here.

I'll leave you to your work.

Have a seat, Choi.

[Choi sighs]

So, that's right, is it?
You're a Catholic.

I didn't mean
to hide it from you.

I suppose I didn't ask.

Beware, Albert.
Toronto is a Protestant town.

And being a Catholic
is what's kept Murdoch

from being an inspector.

I'm aware. I won't
shout it from the rooftops.

I think that's wise.

[soft mysterious music]

The b*ll*ts don't correspond
to any standard size

that I've seen.

-Possibly not North American.
-Mm.

And the chemical test?

Yes. I was expecting to see

a nitrocellulose propellant
on the b*llet,

but instead I found traces
of saltpeter,

sulfur, and charcoal.

Black powder.

Not commonly in use anymore,

especially in revolver
cartridges.

Well, I believe that powder
was phased out

at the turn of the century.

Perhaps we're looking
for someone who doesn't

discharge their firearm
very often.

Who then shot three people?

Was he making up for lost time?

Or biding their time.

I brought the b*ll*ts
to Mrs. Walker

at Walker's Sporting Goods,

and she immediately
recognized them

as being standard issue
for the Bodeo revolver.

It's commonly used
in the Italian Army.

So two Italian K*llers
were after French priests.

Right here in Toronto.

Which would explain why
I found no match

for the fingermarks
they left behind at the hotel.

We need to find out
if any Italians

have travelled here
to see the relic.

Father John of St. Adeline's

did mention he'd been
to the Vatican several times.

He has an alibi for the time
of the killings.

-He was with a group of Jesuits.
-They could be in on it.

-I'd like a word with him.
-Me, too. I'll come with you.

[tense piano music]

Heads up, young Master Harry.

Huh. Sorry, sir.

You're spending
too much time on those.

-What is it?
-Uh, a word-cross.

You're given clues
and have to place the answers

in these boxes.
All the words fit together.

-I can't see it catching on.
-Excuse me, son.

Father Matthew
has assigned some extra work

for you to do to make up
for the missed masses.

There's a folder on my table.

Have it done by
the end of the week.

[Brackenreid]: Hello,
Father John.

Gentlemen. Do you have
an update on the case?

Father, do you recall
telling me that

you had visited the Vatican
several times?

-Yes.
-We have reason to believe

that the b*ll*ts recovered
from the priest's body

were fired from an Italian g*n.

-Do you mean to suggest...
-Consider this, Father.

Our investigation keeps
bringing us back to you.

Now, are you being
completely honest?

I did not, nor I would not,
bring back a firearm from Italy!

And I certainly
would never use one!

Do you know of anyone
who has an Italian g*n?

I would appreciate discretion
with what I'm about to tell you.

Of course.

There is a secret order
named Verus Dei

headquartered in Rome.
They were renounced

over a century ago by the pope

following accusations
brought against them.

What kind of accusations?

Extortion, t*rture. And worse.

They see themselves as protectors

of the true Catholic faith,

removing any threat
to papal authority.

They were renounced by the pope

a-and yet they work
to protect him?

That doesn't make any sense.

It's madness.

I've heard of them
burning Gnostic texts,

leveraging confessions,
forcing extreme mortifications.

I've even heard rumours of
sacrifices and blood rituals.

Do you think that the Verus Dei

are here in Toronto?

I think it's very possible.

They're said to have members
all over the world.

All right. Thank you, Father.

So if the French priests
were after whatever was in

the Holy Thorns Reliquary,

these Verus Dei chaps
might've been after it as well.

I'm told there may have been
a scroll hidden inside of it.

Well, if that's true,
whatever is written on it

may be a threat to the whole
Catholic church.

And we still don't know
how this Miss Celeste Riveaux

and the carved ivory tile
tie into all of it.

Oh, the French Consulate
got back to me.

They've contacted the church
where the priests are from,

but they have no record
of a Celeste Riveaux.

That's strange.

We need to find this young lady.

She may be the only person
who knows anything

about what's going on.

If the Verus Dei
haven't found her already.

Mm.

[indistinct chatter]

[mysterious music]

-Excuse me.
-What are you doing?

Why did you break in?

Answer me.

[in French accent]: I'm sorry,
but I had to.

Were you going through
the dead priests' clothes?

-It's all right.
-They would want me to.

The constabulary
are looking for a woman

who was travelling with them.
This must be you.

Please, have you found
anything else?

You need to speak
to Detective Murdoch.

-No, I-I cannot.
-It's not a request.

Come with me.

[tense music]

Wait! I cannot go.

[g*nshots]

[screaming]

They are sh**ting at us!

Let's go! This way.

We'll have to take the long way
to the station house.

Stay close to me.

[suspenseful music]

[panting]

-You!
-Stop! Get back!

[grunts]

No, please! No.

[grunts]

Run!

[panting]

-Two shots?
-Yes.

Someone was waiting for us
in the alley.

We managed to get away.

You fought him off
and saved my life. Thank you.

Yes. That was very
brave of you, Miss Hart.

-All in a day's work.
-I found this young lady

in the morgue.
She was going through

the late priests' possessions.

Mademoiselle Celeste Riveaux?

I think it's safe to assume
that the people who were trying

to sh**t at you
are the same people

who k*lled your three
travelling companions.

Yes, I think so.

Who are they?

Do not know.

Constable, please escort
Miss Riveaux to my office.

You'll be safe here.

Ah. Roberts. I need you
to come with me. Uh, Miss Hart?

I think I'll stay here for
a while, if that's all right.

Good idea.

[exhales deeply]

[intriguing music]

[Murdoch]: I see
a b*llet hole here.

{\an8}[Roberts]: And over here. Huh.

sh**ter must've... been on
that rooftop over there.

He's likely long gone now.

b*llet was fired
well over their heads.

Right. They were crossing
the road here,

heading in the direction
of the station house,

but then the shots forced them
to turn

and head in the opposite
direction.

To the alley where
another man was waiting.

The sh**ter wasn't trying
to k*ll Miss Riveaux.

They wanted to take her alive.

I need you to tell me
everything you know

about the men
who brought you here,

as well as the men
who k*lled them.

Those three priests
were my friends.

My protectors.

And they gave up
their lives to save me.

Why did they bring you
here to Toronto?

I do not know.

They never told me anything.

I would ask and they would say,

"We will tell you,
but not yet."

Does your family
know you're here?

My mother and father died
when I was little.

Priests from a society called
the Fraternité de Madeleine

placed me in a convent school.
They said I was in danger.

From whom? Verus Dei?

-You've heard of them?
-I was always warned of them.

What were you searching for
in the morgue?

There was a small ivory plaque.

Father Jacques always carried it.

I don't know why,
but it was important.

I believe the K*llers
were also searching

for something that was hidden

inside the Crown of Thorns
Reliquary.

There was a scroll.

I heard Father René
and Father Jacques discuss it.

Well, unfortunately,
one of the K*llers

has already been
to St. Adeline's and stolen it.

No, they didn't.

How do you know?

Because I took it.

[soft intriguing music]

[Choi]: Where is Miss Riveaux
now?

At a hotel. And she has
two constables guarding her.

As well as keeping an eye on her

because we're still not sure
she can be trusted.

Well, she did give me this.

[Choi]: Is this what was hidden
in the reliquary?

Yes. But it's coded.

Looks as old as Moses.

Does Miss Riveaux know
what it's all about?

No. But she does believe
this scroll

is the reason that they
travelled to Toronto.

I suppose the Verus Dei
are after it as well.

Yes. And now we have it.

[mysterious music]

Harry.

You haven't started
on the extra work

Father Matthew assigned to you,
have you?

-How did you know?
-The new,

now nearly complete
Word-Cross puzzle

-in your satchel.
-Oh.

Harry, there comes a time
when you must put down

trivial pursuits and apply
yourself to difficult work.

Looks like you've been engaging

in trivial pursuits yourself.

I have been attempting
to decode the text

on this scroll for my work.
Hardly trivial.

Can I see?

There are blocks of text here

and, uh, a long list of names
on the reverse.

The list has different
handwriting and inks,

like it's been
added to over time.

Precisely. Uh, I've managed
to translate the first sentence

from the French:
"Put Down Tusk To Wed."

Doesn't make much sense

a-and the rest is in a language
I've never seen before.

-Clues.
-Hm?

-The words.
-They're like Word-Cross clues.

I hardly think a centuries-old
manuscript

that has been encoded
is anything...

Place. Ivory. Marry.

Ivory? Marry?

Marry is a h*m*.

With this ivory carving
of the Three Marys.

It's a Cardan grille.
This is a trellis cipher.

Yes! You see?

The letters! Uh...

C... L...

Q...

I-A.

Celui qui a...
"He who has."

Oh, my goodness, it works.

-Dictate the letters.
-I'll write them down.

Good idea. Uh...

H... A...

-You've done it?
-You've cracked the code?

With Harry's help.

But I cannot believe
what it purports to be.

[Choi]: What does it say?

It claims to be the testament
of Mary Magdalene.

-Mary Magdalene?
-From the Bible?

The scroll is the story
of how, after the crucifixion

a-and the resurrection,

she was taken to Gaul,
now known as France.

Father Jacques told me
that the Fraternité de Madeleine

was founded to protect
Mary Magdalene.

I never understood the reason.

Why was she in France?

To have Jesus's child,
or so it says.

And at the end there is a note
saying that this was written

in the year 42 AD,
and then encoded in 1527.

-But how do we know it's real?
-It could be a hoax.

I suppose.

But, uh, on the back there
is a long list of names,

added to over the years
in different hands.

A family tree?

Ending with Alphonse

and Sylvain Riveaux.

[low choral vocals]

The names of my grandfather
and my father.

This is why men
from Verus Dei are after you.

[Murdoch]: According to this,

you are the last
living descendent

of Mary Magdalene
and Jesus the Christ.

[angelic choral vocals]

You two actually believe
that this woman

is descended from Jesus?

All the evidence we have

points to that being the case.

It does stretch credulity.

A-And I'm not certain
I believe it myself.

But we do have this testament
of her lineage,

and we know of at least
three men who have died

trying to protect her.

They could be mistaken.

But what if they are right?

Well, the Verus Dei believe it.

But we don't know what they're
planning to do with her.

They're probably planning
to end her bloodline.

[sighs]

[Celeste breathing heavily]

[sniffling]

Here.

It's clean.

Thank you.

-My name's Harry.
-Harry Murdoch.

-Oh. Detective Murdoch's son?
-[sniffles]

My name is Celeste.

Why are you crying?

I think I now carry
an immense responsibility.

Well, I was just going to ask
my father to go out for lunch.

But maybe you'd allow me
to take you out?

Looks like you could use
some cheering up.

[sighs]

I don't know.

How about a moving picture?

Why sit and mope when you can
do something fun?

If this got out,
that Jesus had a child

with Mary Magdalene,
won't that mean

that the Catholic church
has been wrong this entire time?

Perhaps not so much wrong
as not having the whole story.

Either way,
this could alter the course

of Christianity forever.

But right now,
there are people out there

who want this young lady dead,
whoever she may be.

Where is she?
She appears to have gone.

What? Well,
she can't have left.

[light music]

Well? What did you think?

It was incredible.

I've never seen anything like it.

-Really?
-I've led a very isolated life.

I don't know if you would
believe me if I told you why.

Try me.

My-my parents died
when I was very young.

I was placed in a convent

and always told that I needed
to be protected.

And I didn't understand why
until today.

What did you find out?

That I might be the last
living descendent

of Mary Magdalene
and Jesus Christ.

[Harry chuckles]

That scroll I helped
my father decipher,

that was about your family?

Yes. That is why
the fraternité

was protecting me.
And why they were k*lled.

Uh, have you ever
tried a pretzel?

I'll take one.

Merci.

But I think I saw a few people
who looked very hungry.

We should buy some more
and hand them out.

Can't you multiply the bread
and feed the five thousand?

Please! Do not make light
of my situation, Harry.

Sorry.

How 'bout I buy a few more?

I've notified the other
station houses.

I'll get the constables
to go out looking for her.

Sirs. The desk sergeant
just told me that Miss Riveaux

was seen leaving
with Harry Murdoch.

I can't believe the boy
is taking the young lady

out on the town when
there's K*llers after her.

He doesn't know that.

Right. Roberts, you start
looking east. I'll go west.

Yes, sir.

[Harry]: What do you think
you'll do now?

[Celeste]: It's not up to me.

Why not? It shouldn't matter
who your ancestors are.

You can decide how
you want to live your life.

Spoken like
an independent spirit.

I suppose I am. But, for now,

perhaps we should go back
to the station house.

-I don't know who to trust.
-And I don't know where to go.

-You can trust my father.
-Come on. I know a shortcut.

Mm.

[ominous music]

Who are you?

Miss Riveaux, come with me.

No. I will not go!

Come with me now
and no one will get hurt.

Leave her alone!

[grunts]

[grunts]

No!

[breathing heavily]

[man]: Get in!

No, I will not go!

[shouting]

[grunts]

No!

-Hey! Wait! Stop!
-[Celeste]: Help! Harry!

[grunts]

Hey! Harry!

Harry, who's this?

-This man put her into a car.
-She's been taken.

-Grab the g*n.
-Give it to me. Careful.

Come on, move!

I would ask you what
organization you're a part of,

but, uh,
I believe I already know.

-You couldn't possibly.
-Verus Dei.

Judging by your silence,
I'm correct.

Where's the other man?

I'm not telling you a thing.

You don't understand
these matters.

I understand that the g*n
you were arrested with

will match the b*ll*ts
that m*rder*d

those three French priests.

What is your name?

Father Francesco Amitucci.

Mr. Amitucci,

if you tell me where
the other man is,

I may be able to ensure
that you don't hang.

Do your worst.

There are many of us.

I am only one of God's servants.

What were you planning
to do with Celeste Riveaux?

We were to take her to Rome.

We should be on our way there,
but my partner betrayed me.

-What did he do?
-He wanted to take the girl

to perform a miracle and heal
a dying woman. His sister.

I believe I know where they are.

-No. You must let me go!
-Everything I have done,

I have done for God!

[tense music]

[Celeste screaming]
[man]: Quiet!

Say it! Just say the words!

I don't know what
you're talking about. Please!

-Come on!
-No, I can't!

[screaming]
Please!

[man]: Say it! Say it!

Stop! Enough!

What are you doing here?

Unhand Miss Riveaux.

Not until she's done
what I've asked!

He took me here

because he wanted me
to heal his sister,

but I told him I cannot.
I do not know how!

Verus Dei want her in Rome,

but why shouldn't
she help me first?

I told you I do not
know how! I cannot!

Let her go
and we can discuss this.

Do you think I'm mad, William?

Don't you have faith?
This young woman...

is the closest that either of us
will get to Christ himself.

-You can't know that.
-The Verus Dei told me!

They know the bloodline is real!

I'm just a woman
of flesh and blood.

-Please let me go!
-Not until you heal her!

Say the words!
[grunting]

Stop, please! I will do it.

I will do it.
I will do it! Please!

[breathing heavily]

Theresa is healed. It is done.

-[exhales]
-Thank God.

You are coming with me, Matthew.

You're under arrest.

Oh, you don't understand.

The Verus Dei have tried
to end this secret

for 2,000 years.

I swore an oath to them.
She will go to Rome.

-Not with you, she won't.
-It's over!

My brothers and I work
for a higher cause.

Forgive me, William.
But I must do this.

-[shouting]
-No!

[screaming]

[soft music]

[birds chirping]

-I wish I'd arrived sooner.
-Maybe if I had, all of this...

[Celeste]: Please,
do not blame yourself.

He told me he set himself
on this path years ago

and would follow it to the end.

He truly believed
that you were divine.

I only said what I said
up there to help you.

I'm just an ordinary young woman.

-Ordinary?
-I hardly believe that's true.

I suppose I could be
the descendant of Jesus.

Or it could all just be
a made-up story,

written on a scroll
and hidden in a box.

{\an8}Whether it's true or not
may be beside the point.

People may revere you

as a continuation
of Christ himself.

I do not want to be revered.

I do not want to be put
in a case, like a relic.

What will you do?

-Want to live quietly.
-Anonymously.

But first, I will take the scroll

and bring it
to the Holy Father himself.

I will tell him my situation

and see what he would like to do.

You may still be in danger.

I've already contacted
the fraternité

and they are accompanying me.

Good. Very good.

I-I've just returned
from the hospice

to tell Theresa
of her brother's passing

a-and she had just risen
from her sick bed.

Oh? How is she?

-She's up and walking.
-Some might consider it a...

-Please.
-Do not say it is a miracle.

As you wish.

[Choi]: Chief Constable.

I wanted to take a look

at the Holy Thorns
Reliquary myself.

Mm. It is a marvel.

Incredible that thorns
have been kept for so long.

-Hm.
-I mean, what's to say

that they weren't replaced
at some point?

Perhaps it doesn't matter.

What do you mean?

It still serves as a connection

between our world and God.

Hm. Well, when you put it
like that.

[Murdoch]: So, will you resume
attending Mass at school?

-If I must. But...
-I'm not sure it's right for me.

Well, as long as you give it
some time. And some thought.

My faith has given me
a great deal, but I understand

you must forge your own path.

I'm going to finish
the translation

Father Matthew gave me.

I like Latin. It's like
deciphering an ancient code.

-Oh, good. Good.
-Besides, I have to keep up

with my studies so I can help
you out when I have the time.

Right.

[light curious music]

I hope Father Matthew
and the Verus Dei

haven't turned Harry away
from Catholicism.

And at a time when so many
walk away from their faith.

Perhaps Miss Riveaux,
while she's here,

will help him renew his interest
in the Church.

She is a remarkable young lady.

[laughing]

[theme music]