01x02 - Proverbs 31:25

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Yes!

Ava?

g*dd*mn it.

The g*dd*mn shower

just tried to k*ll me.

What? I suppose you enjoy

getting blasted by, like,

a thousand jets of ice-cold water?

Well, I don't know what

magical land you're from

where the showers are the

perfect temperature from go,

but, um, you gotta give this

one a minute to heat up.

He's into me.

He busted in like he was gonna

slay a dragon to save me.

Let me set it up for you.

And he saved me from drowning.

And from that demon I hallucinated.

Oh, g*dd*mn it.

There's a pattern here,

and it's Ava being pathetic.

So, it has ambient lighting,

mood music, steam therapy.

He's not into me. He's just being nice.

Yeah.

Basically, everything you never

knew you needed in a shower.

I should tell him I can

walk through walls.

So what if I can't swim or use a shower?

I rose from the f*cking dead.

Why is this so complicated?

Oh, f*ck. That was out loud.

It's cool. I mean, You can roll

with my preset if you want.

Roll with his presets?

Wait, is he flirting with me?

But I gotta warn you. It's intense.

Oh, definitely flirting.

Your body mod is badass.

Where'd you have it done?

My body what?

The scar on your back?

Oh. That was from a car accident.

I probably have a

bunch of scars from it.

Can we just leave it at that?

Yeah, of course.

Sorry. I thought It's just

that it's a perfect circle, so

Wait. What? That's just bizarre.

So, uh, breakfast?

- Yeah, sure.

- Yeah? Nice. Cool. Um

Why did

Now they knew we were coming.

Why else would there be

mercenaries waiting for us?

That has never happened before.

What's changed?

It's no wonder we

couldn't single her out.

The chiringuitos were packed

with girls just like her last night.

She'll be easier to spot during the day.

We need to keep canvassing.

We need more eyes.

I'll check in with the parishes.

Someone must have seen her.

We'll find her.

She's out there somewhere.

So are the mercs that k*lled Shannon.

And every second you

spend on that dead girl

is another second that they walk free.

Tell me you were able to piece

the shrapnel back together.

The heat from the blast

warped the fragments beyond my ability.

So you were off chasing

conspiracy theories

instead of helping the

rest of us find the Halo?

You just can't stop drooling

over that thing, can you?

You've been clamoring for

the Halo your whole life,

you can wait a little longer.

Sure, why not?

It's not like the fate of the

world hangs on it. Oh, wait

You're just pissed 'cause you

were screwed out of your legacy.

Could we please not use

that language in church?

Legacy?

Let's focus on the

crisis at hand, please.

You're right, Mary.

I am here because my family

has contributed six Halo-Bearers

over three centuries.

But I earned my spot as Next in Line.

I train longer and harder

than anyone else,

which you'd know if you ever

bothered to show up for combat skills.

Baby girl, I have two shotguns.

When you have two shotguns,

you don't need combat skills.

Until we get the Halo back,

the entire Order is vulnerable.

Maybe try caring about

something other than yourself.

Enough.

That was unfair.

Was it, though?

She doesn't belong here.

She never did.

Special treatment again.

Vows aren't the only way

to express dedication.

She's no less committed

to the Order than you are.

She should be committed.

Mary, I know you're suffering.

We all are.

I promise, as soon as

the Halo is secured,

we'll give the altercation

at the docks due diligence.

It wasn't just an altercation, Father.

It was an ambush.

No one packs custom armor-piercing

rounds like this for

basic security work.

They knew we were coming.

They were ready.

And if we don't figure

out who hired them

and neutralize them, we're gonna have

We need to go.

Now.

Whoever did this is gonna pay.

Whoever did this wasn't human.

Demons can't cut off

heads or slice into people.

Wraith demons can't.

But I think this may have been a Tarask.

From the ancient texts?

Yes.

Unlike the wraith demons,

a Tarask can take

corporeal form in our world,

which means it can do physical damage.

Fatal damage.

A higher-order demon hasn't

been seen in over a century.

The Halo must have been

exposed for too long.

Or it senses the weakness of the Bearer.

What does it want?

To claim the Halo for Hell.

And now that it's caught the

scent, it won't stop searching,

k*lling anyone in its way.

All the more reason the Halo needs

to be borne by someone who's ready.

I'll pull every manuscript

that references the Tarask.

See what strategies

have worked in the past.

Go.

Do what you need to do for Shannon.

We have to find Ava

before the Tarask does.

It's been lost from the Church

since the Third Crusade.

I suspected we'd find it here.

Boy, it must be almost six kilos.

Our biggest find to date, Kristian.

No question.

Whoever you're paying off

worth every penny.

According to accounts

from 1532 and 1749,

Tarasks can only appear in our

mortal realm in short bursts.

They seem to be tethered to Hell.

- That's good news.

- You'd think.

But the Tarask inevitably tracks down

the Halo-Bearer despite that limitation.

Any luck finding a way to slay it?

Every entry I can find on the subject

arrives at the same conclusion.

Only the combination of Halo-Bearer

and Divinium Sword can destroy it.

Father?

If the Tarask gets the Halo

and takes it to Hell

what will happen?

Hell will rise up.

Heaven will fall.

Not a good day for humanity.

- Your Eminence.

- Sister.

Father Vincent.

When I left word with your office,

I didn't realize you were in the area.

I'm in town on other

business, fortunately.

For a thousand years,

the Halo remained in

the safety of this Order.

How did our greatest w*apon

against evil end up in a non-believer?

Our surgeon made the best

of an impossible situation.

There's no precedent

for something like this.

No contingency plan.

An oversight we need to address.

However, the Halo is our sole

focus until it's back in the fold.

Of course. I'm working on it.

I expected nothing less.

Let me know how I can help.

I take it Mother Superion filled you

in on the ambush at the dock

and Sister Shannon.

Yes.

It would appear someone is

taking an interest in Divinium.

The timing is unfortunate.

Something I should know?

Perhaps when your plate isn't so full.

Sister Lilith is Next in Line.

Is she prepared?

- Fully.

- Good.

Her family has supported the Church

steadfastly since the First Crusade.

Her leadership conveys a foundation

of duty and dependability,

something the Order is

in acute need of today.

Keep me updated on your progress,

and I will keep the powers that be

from feeling like they need to

take matters out of your hands.

Thank you.

Father Vincent

if Sister Lilith doesn't have

the Halo come morning,

I'm not sure how long I'll

be able to cover for you.

Mmm.

This is insane. You seriously made this?

I used to watch cooking

shows with my mom.

Translation: he will fight you for

the remote if Cake Wars is on.

He even watches cooking shows

in languages he doesn't understand.

Hey, don't antagonize the man.

Do you want him to stop cooking for us?

This is nice. I've never

hung out with a group of friends before.

I mean, they're not my friends,

but they are a group of friends.

They're so comfortable with each other.

And with themselves. Like,

comfortable in their own skin.

Two days ago, I couldn't even

feel 95 percent of my skin.

Me and my skin are

practically strangers.

These guys are eventually

gonna see that I'm not like them.

That I'm some kind of a freak.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm just gonna go to the beach.

Not to swim. But even if I was, I don't

need you to keep rescuing me, okay?

I can slay my own dragons.

Okay.

She seems great.

Really stable.

You don't need those b*tches ♪

Mary.

Here for the Lunch Special?

Don't recognize it.

The craftsmanship and

quality is exquisito.

You and I both know it could

have only come from your hands.

You don't reveal your

clients' identities,

and under normal circumstances,

I appreciate the hell

out of your discretion.

But I wouldn't ask if it wasn't crucial.

The client's a local.

But your flattery won't work on him.

You're going to have

to say pretty please.

La dársena.

The expl*si*n. Talk.

¿Quien eres, puta?

Please tell me you speak English.

My Spanish still needs work.

Vete a la mierda.

My Spanish isn't that bad.

I'm a hired g*n.

I can't help you.

Hmm.

Come on.

It wasn't that hard.

I haven't seen one of

these since I was eight.

You ever use it?

Oh.

Nope.

Just one of those guys that

likes to buy a cool Kn*fe,

flash around with your mates.

Play who's got the biggest.

I saw it used once, back in the day.

He sliced right here.

The brachial artery.

Once that sucker opens

up, there's no saving you.

All anyone can do is watch.

You'll bleed out in minutes.

My friend is dead.

And I want answers.

Hey, Ava.

It's gonna be hotter than a priest

at a Boy Scout jamboree today.

Judging by your pale skin, you grew

up somewhere dark and depressing.

That's that's accurate.

So, dark and depressing, huh?

Well, that's ancient history.

Besides, your life is so soft and easy

that you'd probably find

happy hour depressing, huh?

- That was a joke.

- Yeah.

'Cause the word "happy" is in it.

Forget it.

Did you just call me soft?

Well, if the beach house fits

You don't take offense at "easy", I see.

You got me there.

Hey, about what you said,

that I don't need to rescue you.

- Um

- Oh, forget it.

You probably didn't even

realize you were doing it.

No.

And I know you don't need my help, um

Yesterday in the pool, it just

it just felt good to help someone.

I lost my mother last spring.

Pancreatic cancer, so, um

I knew it was coming.

I was braced for it.

Happy, actually, because

she was in so much pain.

Yeah.

Sometimes life just

changes right out from

under you, you know?

Yeah.

I do know.

So, after her funeral, I told my

dad I was going on walkabout,

and, um I've been bumming

around Europe ever since.

So I'm not the career

outlaw you thought I was.

Well, I like you anyway.

Is he ringing a dinner bell?

Yeah, Randall likes to

be fashionably on time

- when fancy snacks are on offer.

- Oh.

So

The party we're crashing

tonight is going to be lit.

Gravy train leaves in 60.

Okay? Those brilliant bursts

of primordial umami perfection

are not going to pop themselves.

Caviar. These PR parties

tend to have the best grub.

So, if you've never had the really

good stuff, hit it up tonight.

With a description like

that? Oh, hell, yeah.

Hey, man, do you mind if I take point?

I see. You wanna impress the lady

with a little front-door action.

Mi purloined press badge es

su purloined press badge.

I cannot believe I'm

actually at Arq-Tech.

You've heard about this company?

I read a Wired article

about Jillian Salvius.

Mostly on the biotech stuff,

like neural interfacing.

Did you know she helps people

move stuff with their minds?

So, uh, telekinesis, basically.

The woman creates

superpowers on the daily.

That's cool.

Oh, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

Is he here to take me

back to St. Michael's?

Did we keep up those churches?

- Kristian.

- Ah.

Thank you for your

invitation, but please tell me:

Why is a man of the cloth

necessary at a press

event for a tech company?

Cardinal Duretti, the

fact that you're here

tells me that you already know

the answer to that question.

Hmm.

Curiosity.

I sense that whatever she's

dreamed up will impact me

regardless of my attendance tonight.

Dr. Salvius hopes to bridge the

chasm between our two houses,

and she invites you

here to share her view

that religion and science are

two sides of the same coin.

And does that coin spend as

well as the secret you stole

from our innermost sanctum?

Ah, yes. My fall from Vatican

archivist to corporate whore.

No. The advice I provide to

Dr. Salvius regarding the Church

is pragmatic, not sacred.

You abandoned your faith.

I put my faith in truth.

After 30 years in the Church,

I finally understood.

If you want a stairway to

Heaven, you don't call a priest.

You call a carpenter.

Faith is taking the first step

when you can't see the staircase.

Is it?

You've built a career using faith

as a stepping-stone to personal power.

But perhaps, as you bear witness

to a genuine miracle here tonight,

you will be humbled.

I genuinely welcome the attempt.

Please.

Thank you.

Mmm. Oh, my God. Amazing.

That was about 40 euros' worth

there, so best not to fall in love.

It's too late.

You know, for someone who

wants to try everything,

there sure is a lot

you haven't done yet.

Yeah, well, opportunity was scarce.

Well, not today. Look sharp.

Whoo!

Oh, sh*t. sh*t.

My fault, my friend.

I was so captivated by the lady

that I didn't look where I was going.

- Are you hurt?

- Yes.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Are you okay? I didn't

see you. I'm sorry.

That was a good one.

Got any more dance moves to teach me?

- Oh, my God. So many.

- Really?

All right.

East wing exit. That should be the one.

Friends, thank you for standing

beside me on the precipice of a future

unlike anything we could have imagined.

Which way to the free booze?

This way.

Don't even look at it.

As many of you are aware,

our pivot into quantum applications

has been deep and far-reaching.

And as my board will tell you

expensive.

Invitation or no, it is imperative that

I deliver a message from the Vatican

to Cardinal Duretti, immediately.

Now, thanks to a proprietary

superconductive alloy,

I am thrilled to report a

game-changing breakthrough.

I can stabilize the Higgs

field for up to a full minute.

Wait for it.

You gave her Divinium?

No. Jillian unearthed the artifacts

herself and continues to do so.

I am not a magician,

but this is going to look like a trick.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I give you the world's

first quantum portal.

Now, I better get my hand

back before the field collapses.

Mmm. What do they make here?

The future.

No way!

Oh, my God!

I always wanted one

of these. Oh, my God.

A wheelchair?

With a neural net.

Let's hit the party.

Okay.

How do I

Okay.

Okay. Stand back.

I'm guessing there's a learning curve.

Okay.

- Oh, my God.

- Wow.

Oh, my God.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

There aren't any controls.

Use your brain! Come on.

Whoa! Oh, my God. Okay.

Whoo!

- Come on!

- This is crazy.

Your Eminence, such an honor.

Would you care to share where

you stand on quantum realms?

Directly in your path, Dr. Salvius.

I'm sure you are aware that what

you call a "proprietary" alloy

is, in fact, the consecrated

property of the Church.

With all due respect, Cardinal,

the Church can hardly claim

ownership of an entire native metal.

What's next, you sanctify gold?

Platinum?

"We mock that which

we do not understand".

The artifacts you have excavated

are fragments of holy relics.

I must insist that you

return them to the Church.

Hmm.

Yes, I've heard the Church has

been hoarding Divinium for centuries,

keeping it under lock and key.

It's almost as though

we are safeguarding

against those who would twist and defile

our sacred relics for personal gain.

And shutting out those who

would hold them up to the light.

For the world's gain.

Dr. Salvius, you are dealing with forces

that science, in its smugness,

dismisses out of hand.

Forces that you can't

hope to comprehend,

much less control.

Your inability to understand

will be catastrophic for us all.

Hey, um, I think we should

get back to the party.

Yeah.

Whoa.

Check that out.

Oh. It's reacting to me.

How does Jillian Salvius do this stuff?

A motion detector?

Body heat sensor, maybe.

Amen.

What is it?

Camila uploaded Ava's photo

into the National Police

facial recognition system.

I got a hit off a CCTV camera

in the university campus.

Good work.

See if you can narrow

it down and get Lilith.

- We leave immediately.

- Right away, Father.

And, Camila

thank you.

Have you given any thought to

what we do when we find her?

Um

You're not going to

give the Halo to Lilith?

I want to consider all options.

Because you think this

Ava girl has been chosen.

Shouldn't we eliminate all possibilities

before we make a decision

that could k*ll her?

The politics, though.

I'm very aware.

Lilith has waited this long.

She can wait a little longer.

And Cardinal Duretti?

As long as the Halo is safe,

he will allow for a certain

degree of flexibility.

And how do you propose to handle

her when we bring her back here?

Each of us has a moment

when we must decide what

we will do with our lives,

with the opportunities

we've been presented.

All I want is to give her the choice.

I don't recall Dr. Salvius engaging

your services this evening.

As I'm sure you are no doubt aware,

Arq-Tech uses in-house security

at exclusive events like these.

Yeah, that's a smart call.

If your goal was a roomful

of breaches and leeches.

Scammer number one.

Two.

And don't get me started on that guy.

Cut to the chase, Mr. Macready.

She sent us into a

clusterfuck the other night.

I lost men, and someone's

gonna answer for that.

Naivety doesn't suit you.

The assignments you take on

can be assumed to carry risk.

Why else would anyone engage you?

Our job was to escort a

package to Arq-Tech. That's all.

Dr. Salvius is well

aware of your failure.

A lot of money was

spent for your services

with no return on her investment.

Is she aware that her

highly-motivated opposition

were tactically trained nuns?

I knew you were keeping

something from me.

- But I'll take it up with her.

- No.

You will come when called.

Like a good soldier, nothing more.

The theoretical and

practical applications

are nothing short of mind-blowing.

Teleportation, energy research,

medical treatments, and life extension.

You're beautiful.

I'm weird.

Yeah, totally.

Um

I like you anyway.

I've left no stone unturned to make

sure that in our research, we

We have trespassers.

I need them found and detained.

I'm on it.

With me, please.

Come.

Ava.

Hey! Come on.

Hey! You saw that back there, right?

Don't slow down now.

We gotta bolt, okay?

There was a kid locked in a room.

Like we'll be when we

get caught in here.

We need to get back to the party,

blend in, and get out, okay?

This place has something to

do with what happened to me.

Ava.

I have to.

Wait. No. What what are are you

Maybe Diego was right.

Maybe I am a freaking lab rat.

Some kind of experiment

Hello?

like that little boy.

Hello?

It's okay. I just want to talk.

We might be able to help each other.

Gonna have to help myself then.

sh*t! sh*t! sh*t! sh*t!

Amateurs.

Say good night.

They're gonna find her.

- No.

- Better than finding both of you.

Oh! Okay, okay, okay, hold on.

I haven't actually done

anything wrong, so

- Come on!

- sh*t!

Where'd it go?

Back to Hell.

- Did she k*ll it?

- Without the Sword?

I doubt she even discouraged it.

Ava.

You must have a million questions.

Just one.

Where's the g*dd*mn door?

Hey!

I had a feeling she'd be a handful.

Happy now?

What a mess.

God has a plan for each of us.

Get her legs.