Inferno Page #6

We should be quick.

Bouchard knows we're coming here.

Ask that guide if the heads have

ever been severed from these horses.

According to the tale,

during the Crusades...

...the horses were looted

from Constantinople.

But they were too large

to be loaded on board the ships.

The heads were removed...

- ...then reattached.

- By whom?

- Enrico Dandolo.

- The doge who lived forever.

Of course, Enrico Dandolo.

Dandolo tricked the Venetians

into the Crusades.

He was supposed to sail

his ships to Egypt...

...but he sacked Constantinople instead.

I'm sorry. Of course.

"The gilded museum of holy wisdom."

Are we in the wrong basilica?

We're in the wrong country.

Dandolo ruled Venice,

but he was not buried here.

- So where was he buried?

- Hagia Sophia.

- Istanbul.

- Istanbul.

There's always a way out.

Here, here.

Let's see if we can get that open.

I'll give you a hand.

I got your foot.

Can you get it?

- Shh.

- Is there someone there?

- A hundred Euro.

- Here. I got it.

What are you doing?

You called him a murderer.

A psychopath.

What?

But history will call us saviors.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I'm not afraid to act, Robert.

But doing nothing terrifies me.

The path and the pointer,

he left that all for you.

Zobrist. You knew him?

"Knew him"?

I loved him.

You're wearing his suit.

No. Sienna, no.

Thank you, Robert.

Thank you for everything.

No! No!

Sienna, no!

Sienna!

No, Sienna! Sienna, no!

Slow down, slow down.

You're too fast.

Oh, come on. Come on.

- This took me three days!

- Too easy!

I love it.

Everything before you was just...

...an idea.

Now it's real.

Love awakens the soul to act.

That's not fair.

Quoting Dante to me.

But it's "beauty"...

...not "love."

What?

It's a minute to midnight.

That's sooner than I expected.

Where are we going?

Oh.

I see.

We planned it together.

We designed it together.

But this part belongs only to you.

It's just safer if you don't know where.

What if they find you first?

What then?

If you want to know you're not alone...

...you gotta start by trusting me.

And unless we take bold,

immediate action...

...the sixth extinction...

...will be our own.

You were right.

I'm gonna make you another path.

Inferno will be at the end.

If something should happen to me,

the first clue will be delivered to you.

I know you'll do what must be done.

Seek and find.

You're not alone.

So...

...a beautiful young woman

went for the bad guy.

That happens.

You look disappointed.

I'll give you a minute.

Elizabeth is not the one

who wants the virus to sell.

You are.

You've been used.

Elaborate schemes created by people

to get you to do what they want.

But me?

I'm very direct.

And this is a moment

of great opportunity for me.

So where is the virus?

Come on, professor.

How much life is there in the world?

How much more is fighting to be born?

Nothing wrong with thinning the herd

once in a while.

It's healthy.

I've seen many acts of God:

Famine, typhoons, cholera.

And you know what?

Sometimes, it hits the right people.

- That's inhuman.

- Humanity is inhuman.

Life may be cheap.

But a means to end it on a mass scale?

No one ever stops paying for that.

I'm going to ask you for the last...

Terribly sorry.

Didn't see any other way.

Must do this quickly.

The less blood, the better.

Who are you?

Oh. A facilitator.

Among other things,

my company creates illusions.

You never had a real head wound.

But I lost my memory.

Chemically induced.

We gave you an injection

of benzodiazepines.

Sorry. They can produce a skin rash.

Should fade in a day or so.

All of this was a fake?

I prefer "created reality."

My agents kidnapped you...

...and cleared your memory

so we could create a fresh scenario...

...whereby you would be invested

in the idea of helping us.

A small incision was made...

...in your scalp to give...

...the impression of a bullet graze.

There are no locks on hospital doors.

Exactly.

Highest marks.

What about the policewoman

who shot the doctor in the hospital?

Also with me. Her gun fired blanks.

And there were squibs in the door.

The doctor was an agent

wearing a blood packet.

The taxi driver at the hospital

was working for us as well.

In the Palazzo Vecchio,

she tried to kill me. With real bullets.

At my behest.

When things had appeared to go tits up,

I tried to sweep it all away quickly.

By killing me?

Oh, I apologize unreservedly,

Mr. Langdon.

I did lose an experienced agent.

There's a great deal of situational

ebb and flow in my line of work.

Look, here we both are now.

I know I behaved terribly.

But a puzzle needed solving.

Who better to solve it than you?

Glance away, will you?

Not my best work.

But it'll do for the Italians.

Zobrist had followers everywhere,

but Sienna Brooks came to me for help.

Or so I thought.

She came to us with serious concerns

shortly after Zobrist died.

Somehow, she knew Zobrist

had hired us.

She said he was doing biological work

that could be lethal in the wrong hands.

She didn't mention a plague.

But we heard enough to be alarmed.

So we agreed to work with her

to find Zobrist's project.

And when Dr. Sinskey brought you in,

we saw an opportunity.

- It was Elizabeth who came to see me.

- Yes.

Dr. Sinskey got the Faraday pointer

from Agent Bouchard.

She brought it to you to decode.

And she even secured it

with your thumbprint.

That left us with no choice.

So we took you from her on the street.

The hospital scenario encouraged you

to trust Dr. Brooks.

And your call to the consulate

was answered by our man.

Professor Langdon?

Thank heavens you're alive.

We've been looking for you.

Are you still in possession?

You had the pointer and we had you.

It was all working seamlessly

until Miss Brooks stole you away.

To make sure the virus is released.

It appears.

Young people are disappointing.

I find they become tolerable around 35.

You mentioned Dr. Sinskey.

I've been so worried.

- Are you all right?

- I'm fine.

- Are you?

- Mm-hm. I'm okay.

I'm all right.

Thank God.

- Do you know where the virus is?

- Istanbul.

Now is the time.

Today is our rebirth.

Inferno is salvation.

I am so sorry I brought you into this,

Robert, after all these years.

No. I'm glad you did.

I met him, you know. Zobrist.

Two years ago. He asked for my help.

He wanted the W.H.O.

to endorse mass sterilization...

...in drinking water and staple foods.

So I threw him out of my office,

put him on a watch list...

...but he disappeared...

...and I suppose that's when Zobrist

hired Sims.

I should probably have had... Yeah.

I don't know.

What? You have always blamed yourself

for things that weren't your fault.

Still very sweet.

Here. The doorway.

I wish it would've happened differently

back then.

We didn't look after it. It fell apart.

Is that a regret?

Only when I think about it.

The most interesting things

happen in doorways.

At the borders, right along the edges.

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