The Order Page #3

at evening vespers.

Your flight doesn't leave

for a few hours. You hungry?

Someone here actually cares about me?

We may be overly cautious

with security and our artifacts,

but we're not barbarians, Mr. Cafmeyer.

It'd be a shame if you left without

sampling some fresh hummus.

You like?

- I'd like it more without this.

- Sorry.

Look, I came here to find my father.

He told me he was in trouble.

He's the type of guy who never lies.

It sounds like

you really care about him.

The two of you must be very close.

He taught me everything about

paintings, antiques, you name it.

You certainly applied that knowledge.

Let's say I did.

I never meant to hurt him.

- That's bothering you now?

- Yes, because now he's missing.

And I'm just starting to realize

what I missed.

Why am I telling you all this?

You're tired.

You're jet-lagged. You'll feel a lot better

once you're back on a plane.

No, I'll feel better when I find him.

This attack was a brutal

and senseless act

perpetrated on a man who devoted

his life to God and to peace.

His brothers and sisters

mourn his passing

and pray that those responsible

find repentance.

Who died?

Pierre Gaudet,

the leader of some religious sect.

- You mean the Order?

- Mm-hm.

Come on, this way.

Come on. Please keep on moving.

- Hello.

- Get the prisoner off the plane.

- I want him brought back here.

- Why?

We've been informed

he's leaving with an artifact.

- Customs checked him. I saw...

- Just do it, lieutenant!

- What's going on?

- You're staying in Israel.

What?

They said you're trying

to smuggle an artifact.

Do you believe that?

Something is not kosher here.

I'm not trying to be funny, okay?

When I signal, run to the back stairs.

If you make it to the service road,

I'll be waiting.

- If I make it?

- Now push me.

Just push me.

Over here! He's escaping! Quick!

- Unh!

- Quick! I need assistance up here!

What? What are you doing? Hey! Hey!

The stairs are slowing him down!

We can catch him!

Rudy! Get in the back. Hurry.

Get down. Get down!

You all right?

You missed him. He went over the fence.

- You're safe now.

- Safe from what?

I've got some questions for you, okay?

- I used to belong to the Order.

- What?

- You should've told me this before.

- I couldn't.

- Of course not. You're part of it.

- No, I didn't know this was related.

- Oh, sure. You knew about my father.

- Where are you going? Hey!

Hey!

I just risked my ass for you!

Why? So you can hand me over

to the Order?

I left the Order when I was 18.

- Oh, you left the Order?

- I wanted to create my own life.

So meeting you at the airport

was no accident.

Look, Rudy, let me explain

a few things to you, okay?

Most of the followers are peaceful

and life-affirming.

There is a small group of fanatics

who believe in a darker path.

They call themselves the Army of God.

They've been on standby for years.

And you think they took my father?

I don't know. They might also

be the ones who killed Gaudet.

Hey, Rudy, my friend!

- Who's the cop?

- Everything's fine. She's with us.

Uh-huh. My friend, look what

I printed out for you from the disc.

- It's not translated yet, but... Uh-huh.

- It looks like a map of Jerusalem.

Middle Ages, European design.

What's the language?

Aramaic. The language of Palestinian

Christians at the time the Crusades.

See these lines? Here and here?

They are caves and tunnels

beneath the old city.

They've remained hidden

since the holy wars.

Professor Finley told me about those.

What he didn't tell you

is what they lead to.

Why would an archeology professor

bring the scrolls to New York

but leave the map in Israel

hidden inside a safe-deposit box?

Because the map leads to something

even more valuable.

- The people who left forgot something.

- Let's hide this.

Hands in the air!

Get them up! Move!

Where is it? Where is it?

Freeze!

Oh!

Oh.

Give me that.

Come on.

Hold on.

Rudy.

Thank you, Avram.

After all this time,

you come back to me like this.

Avram, you know I've had

to make some difficult choices.

You chose to leave.

Please, can we talk about this later?

I really need some water

and clean rags right now.

- Here's some water.

- Thank you, Avram.

- Where am I?

- A friend's.

How long have I been here?

Two days now. Hey. Shh.

You really should rest.

- I'm okay.

- Well enough to leave?

- Israeli hospitality kills me.

- No, it just saved your life.

- Here. Your father's book.

- Yeah.

I've been going through this.

You really should too.

The lost chapter predicts a revolution,

one that is peaceful

and spiritual in nature.

This will not be good news

to the radical Army of God

who contend that Le Vaillant

prophesied a catastrophic holy war.

I suspect this militant faction

will stop at nothing

to suppress the true contents

of this final chapter.

Though my safety may be an issue,

I have requested an interview

with the first disciple

to make these matters known.

Your scholar seems to be

on the verge of enlightenment.

It wouldn't hurt you

to sample some of it yourself.

Dalia, the world is as filled with

temptations as it is with false prophets.

Onions. I need onions.

- Is everything okay?

- We were just...

We were discussing the manuscript.

It's a fraud.

A fraud? The scrolls, they were tested.

- By whom? Secular scientists?

- If you would open your mind...

- To what?

- To this, Avram.

What is this? What is this?

It's mentioned in the Fazar.

Solomon's gold. A treasure

the ancient Hebrews hid under the city.

Which might explain why people

with guns have been chasing us.

It explains nothing but your ignorance.

The treasure is a metaphor

for the wisdom of the ancient sages.

Avram, I need to get to the monastery.

I think they're holding my father.

Impossible. No outsider is permitted.

What about an insider?

A member from overseas

that is here on pilgrimage?

That's Cyrus.

The new first disciple.

Children of God, I stand here

before you today in great sorrow.

For what should be

a celebration of hope and joy,

must instead be looked upon

as a call to action.

God's vengeance for this murderous

deed will be swift and without mercy!

May the eternal spirit of Pierre Gaudet

guide us on this path of deliverance.

- Time to see if my father's alive.

- Try the catacombs first.

That door leads to a small stairway.

Follow it all the way down.

Rudy. Be careful.

Rudy.

- Dad! Are you all right?

- Rudy. Yes.

Let me get you out of here. Unh!

No, no, I already tried.

No, forget about me.

You have to stop them.

Pull off that tarp. You will see

what this is all about.

Rudy, go. Go!

- This looks like a...

- A bomb?

Sorry we're late, but I could give

a sh*t about this coronation.

Tonight, we will all witness a miracle.

As God's fury cleanses the souls

of those against us,

let the new age begin!

- Where are you going?

- To find Rudy.

Avram, we have to put a stop to this.

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