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So, Sister Ingrid, what do you think your boss would say about you

getting your hands dirty down here with a sinner?

What do you think he'll say?

He sent me here.

When I, if I see him, I'll tell him what a good job you've done.

Sister.

Sister.

Yes, my child.

Come quickly. My mother is dying. She needs the last rites.

I must get a doctor. No.

No. You must come now.

Where are you going with your child?

Wait. Wait!

Boss brought your poor mother down here.

Please, help her.

In here.

Hail Mary, full of grace, blessed art thou amongst women, blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

What are you doing? Let me go. We

have a new mission for you.

Received for carbon dating and identification from the legacy team

working in Nestos.

One clay burial urn.

Artifact is Mycenaean.

Remarkably good condition considering its age.

The inscription refers to the house of Atreus. Although I don't recognize

I don't recognize...

Who's there?

What have you done to my sister?

Nothing. But time is running out. What do you want?

I want the blood, Chalice.

Who are you?

Questions waste time. A most precious commodity.

When your devout sister Ingrid runs perilously short of... Wait.

One question.

We've just received word here of your sister's disappearance.

That news travels fast.

I'm so sorry.

The ruling council has authorized whatever resources you may need to deal

this situation.

I appreciate your concern, but our investigation is underway. We have

hand here.

You know legacy protocol prohibits any negotiations with terrorists.

Are you quoting legacy regulations to me, William?

Do you honestly believe that I would jeopardize the legacy for the sake of

person? Even my own sister?

I believe you'll do what's best.

Contact us if you need anything.

You are my brother.

And I love you.

I have seen you grow into a fine man.

But it pains me to see you so tortured.

And by your own hand.

You carry the burden of our father on your back.

And you always have since the day he died.

That is why we meet each year.

Because you have not forgiven him.

I have, finally, Derek.

And I have found my peace in that.

But you have also not forgiven yourself.

And that is why you struggle so.

But someone has to fight the battles I do.

We can't all sit in silence.

Then gird yourself properly for battle.

Thank you.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Don't be afraid.

I'm not going to hurt you.

My sister.

Sister Ingrid.

You saw what happened to her, didn't you?

Didn't you?

She gave me money.

They said they won't hurt her.

All my fault.

She said my family is so poor and we needed the money.

It's all right.

You were just trying to help your family.

Sister Ingrid is my family.

I want to help her.

Who offered you money?

Oh, no, please don't hurt me. Please, no.

Never. What makes you say that?

Your ring.

You're one of them.

The person who took my sister wore a ring like this.

Thank you.

When I joined the legacy, one of my first assignments was on an excavation

the great Aztec temple of Tenochtitlan, the Serpent Mountain.

The Aztecs believed that their taolia, the fine fire that animated the

human body, resided in the heart.

During ritual sacrifice, the victim's still beating heart was cut from his

The Aztec priests would then squeeze the blood into this chalice, capturing the

taolia, the life force.

And according to the myth, whoever drank the sacrificial blood would be immortal

and invincible.

Sort of like an unholy grail.

Exactly.

Obviously, they're thinking they can trade your sister for the chalice and

away with it. Well, they're wrong.

First, because I would never betray the legacy.

And secondly, if they hurt Ingrid in any way, there is no place they can hide

where I will not find them.

Derek.

Mother. The flight over was faster than expected.

I thought of calling, but I didn't want to pull you away from anything.

Any word?

No.

Please, this is my mother, Barbara Raines.

I'd like to meet Rachel Corrigan. That's good you came.

Nick Boyle.

That's right.

You remember Alex?

Of course, Alex.

Barbara, we're still waiting on word, but Ingrid's very strong.

Yes, it runs in the family.

Why don't we leave you two alone?

Oh, you've had no further word.

No, not yet.

Until we do, I want you to stay here.

You must have some idea who would want to hurt Ingrid.

I don't believe they want to hurt Ingrid.

They want to hurt me.

Hurt a legacy.

Just using her to get to me.

Have they contacted you?

Yes. And the ransom?

A pre -Columbian chalice, owned by the legacy.

A piece of art?

That shouldn't be so hard. Will you give it to them?

Well, it brings another set of problems. Let's just hope it won't be necessary.

But assuming it is, will you?

Or perhaps the real question is, will the legacy allow you to?

The legacy will do the right thing.

Yes, it always does.

You and your

sister have been spending some time together lately. I'm very pleased to

that.

Yeah. She's someone I can always turn to.

You are her strength.

And she's mine.

We won't lose her.

I promise.

Yes, I know.

You and William will find a way. You always have.

No.

Early 10th century B .C. from the look of it.

What a shame.

What are you doing here?

When I learned you'd sent a legacy jet to Amsterdam to pick up your mother, it

seemed a simple matter to have it stop in London.

Pick me up as well.

Why?

I told you the situation's under control here.

You wasted the trip.

Not really.

It's an awfully long flight, Derek, especially for a woman whose daughter is

missing.

And a man whose own family may be partially responsible.

Well, thank you for seeing her safely here.

I've known Barbara a long time.

She trusts me.

Why can't you?

This isn't a matter of trust.

Then why haven't you told me everything?

Why the secrecy?

Because they came after my family, Will.

My sister.

I know that.

But we've never been a callous lot, Derek.

I promise you, I will not compromise the legacy.

But neither will I allow this to go unanswered. I'm sorry about Ingrid. We

are. But you can't let your concern for her cloud your judgment as a precept.

So are you going to tell me what the hell is going on or not?

I believe Ingrid was abducted by a rogue legacy house.

You have proof?

Well, for one thing, this presence, or whatever it is, wants us to turn over

blood chalice.

Only someone within the legacy would even know its existence.

Interesting. What else?

A witness at St. Crispin's said that Ingrid was abducted by a woman wearing a

legacy citadel.

A precept?

I find that hard to believe.

But if it is the case,

then it's conceivable an entire house has gone over as well.

Precept brings.

Maya Chin, precept to the Hong Kong house.

Handpicked by Claire Spencer to replace her.

Maria Contreras, Buenos Aires.

Doing research in the Vatican.

Spoke with her yesterday.

Angeline Darcy.

The precept of the Montreal house.

Do you know her?

Angelina and I joined the legacy at the same time.

Elevated the precept last year.

Took over the Montreal house when Jeanne Arnette died.

It's her.

How can you be so sure?

Angelina and I were once very close.

Back when I was trying to decide whether or not to commit to the legacy, we

spent a lot of time together.

She helped me make up my mind.

Eventually, we had a falling out.

Angeline's a brilliant woman.

Intuitive.

Aggressive.

She's worked hard for her place in the legacy.

Don't let old feelings get in the way, Derek.

It's more than that.

The apparition.

Something so familiar as if we met before.

I couldn't place it then, but seeing her now, I get the same feeling.

Essentially, I'm certain of it.

It's quite an accusation.

I need more than that.

What a delightful surprise.

To what do I owe the pleasure of your call?

It's my pleasure, I assure you.

I just wanted to see how things are in Montreal.

Here, running your own house is everything you thought it would be.

And more, William, and so much more.

Where are you calling from?

San Francisco.

Is Derek there?

He's tied up with a special project at the moment.

It's a shame to miss him, but he always did put legacy business first.

Angeline?

Angeline, you there?

William, yes, I'm still here.

I hate having my image bounce 20 ,000 miles into space and back.

I'd much prefer to see you face to face.

I'll be headed back to London soon. I'll drop by Montreal.

Actually, this week's not good for me. I'll be in the field.

We've been tracing the work of a coven near Laval.

Time is such a precious commodity, you know.

I always seem to be running perilously short of it.

I understand that.

On my next trip, then.

I'll be waiting.

Goodbye, Angeline.

Goodbye, William.

It's her, William.

Derek. She used the exact same words the apparition did about time being a

precious commodity.

Still all speculation.

That signal wasn't from Montreal.

What?

When she started to break up, I checked our downlink from the comm satellite.

You did say it was coming from Montreal. It should have been about a quarter

-second transmission delay.

Instead, it took twice as long.

So somebody rerouted the Montreal sat -link into the local cell phone network.

Can you trace it?

Okay, let me try.

There we go It's unknown

she's been here all alone We'll need somebody here and get the kidnappers

try to contact us we don't want them to know we're coming Well, I still have

work to do on the trail

Talk to me.

Why?

Are you afraid?

No.

I have no fear, for the Lord is with me.

Do you actually believe that?

Of course.

And so should you.

I've seen too much, know too much, to truly believe God cares.

Without God, what is there to believe in?

Everything. Everything worth living for.

Money, beauty, power.

You mistake appearance for reality.

According to whom?

You or your brother Derek?

I don't believe you.

He was so handsome.

We discovered the legacy almost at the same time.

We became lovers.

No, you are lying.

Only you.

Inventive as I was.

You are despicable.

And God who lets you die is not.

I am not dead yet.

Give me time, sister.

If your God is so strong, then why are you here now with me?

To test my faith. And if you die, God willed it so.

Wrong. If you die, it is because I willed it so. Not good. I am the one you

should pray to. I am the one you should fear.

You sure this is the place?

Yeah, I traced the cell phone.

This is it.

Unless they split.

Well, they have to take a look.

Nick?

No way.

Must be the Montreal house. Half of them, anyway.

What about Angelique?

She wouldn't be here.

No

sign

of her anywhere.

Due to the lack of rigor mortis, I say this woman died within the last few

hours.

She's still warm.

She looks like she's been dead for weeks.

She does.

These people look like they've literally rotted to death.

Is there some kind of virus?

Could be.

I think we should get out of here right now.

I don't hear anything.

Neither do I.

Sloane's right.

We should get out of here.

Ingrid?

Derek, don't.

Where's my sister?

I thought perhaps I didn't stay on the line long enough for you to trace the

call.

But then I didn't want to make it too easy for you.

Angeline, why have you done this?

Derek knows.

He knew me better than anyone once.

Temptation. I tried to convince myself I was learning about the enemy.

Plumbing the depths of evil so that I could defeat it.

Instead, you practiced the art of self -deception.

Wrong. Instead, I practiced the art of self -revelation. Only I embraced what I

found. You attacked my family.

Your family is nothing.

The legacy.

The dark side is all.

You can't imagine the power.

It can change the world.

At what price? Good people killed, our trust betrayed.

There's always a price to pay, William.

I mean, it's not too late.

We could still help you.

I don't want to help, William.

When you embrace the darkness, it becomes you.

There's great power to be done.

Where is my sister?

I want the chalice.

Drinking of the chalice, it'll heal those of us on our left.

No, I can't let you have it, no matter what it costs.

I'm sorry.

My family needed the money.

Your family has witnessed, Derek.

That's what made it so easy to lure you here.

You'd do anything to save your sister.

Well, now, you have condemned her.

Come back, Derek.

No!

She was an apparition.

That means the real angel.

Oh. Hello?

Who's there?

Barbara?

Is that you?

Hello? Alex?

Derek. Yeah, listen, there's something going on here. Alex, she's in the house.

What do you mean?

the lines come dead.

Alec is in trouble.

Oh, Derek.

I never should have left you alone. What happened?

The lights went out.

Someone broke in. I heard Alex scream when I came in. I found her here like

this. Barbara, are you all right?

Yes, but Alex isn't.

Good thing you're here, Alex. I'm okay. Okay.

Yeah, I want you to sit up really slowly. I thought you may have a

There you go.

Stand up slowly. I got you. I got you. I'm going to take you to a room.

There you go. All right.

The chalice is gone.

Take it easy, Derek.

You did what you thought was right. Look what happened.

Angeline set us up.

You should have seen it coming. All I could think about was Ingrid.

Stop berating yourself.

You think that was your weakness, that you were worried about your sister, that

you were willing to risk yourself for your family?

That's not your weakness. That's your strength.

Terry Eccles.

I'm sorry.

For what? For caring?

For placing your sister above everything else? I should have prevented this.

I failed Ingrid.

And I failed you.

No one should have to make the sacrifices you've made.

There's too much of your father in you.

I knew the moment you made your decision to join the legacy that you'd never be

happy doing anything else.

So don't tell me you're sorry for the choices you've made.

Just find your sister before it's too late.

Here's everything I lost discovered before she was attacked.

The computer image of the chalice is the only clue we have.

Maybe it's not too late to use it.

Soon after your team recovered the chalice, we were able to translate most

the pictographs. The inscription explains how the blood ritual was to be

performed in terms of the great power that would be bestowed on whoever drank

this sacrificial blood.

How about where and when Angeline plans to use it?

Well, the Aztec rituals were connected with astronomical events like changing

seasons, the sun, the moon.

We've assumed that those jewels running around the middle were mostly

decorative. They don't seem to fit any known style of pre -Columbian art.

No. Patterns too random.

Stars.

Star map.

That's it.

It's the night sky at the winter solstice.

Of course.

Tonight is the only night that the ritual can take place.

That's why Angeline only gave me 24 hours.

She won't live to see the next solstice.

It has to happen tonight.

She'll need a sacrifice.

Ingrid.

The sacrificial ritual to bring him closer to heaven. Divine. We're in the

Mount Palapai. Assuming they're still here.

Well, they wouldn't waste time going very far. They need to use the cellar

We're wasting time. Let's go.

I'll warm up the chopper. Yeah.

It awaits you.

On this, the night of nights, the longest of the year.

This ceremony is simple.

Sacrifice your blood. Your blood, drunk from...

Why don't the two of you settle in from the front and I'll go see if I can find

a back door.

Okay.

It's the perfect solution.

Don't you think?

Your entire life has been spent helping people.

And now we give you the opportunity to die for us.

To make the ultimate sacrifice so that we may live.

Come back.

Come back?

Come back to what?

A pathetic, mortal existence?

A lifetime that wings by in a second?

I've tasted the power of the other side!

And was it worth it?

Destroying everything we believe in?

Betraying me?

Attacking my family?

Why do you think I chose your sister? You're the one I want! Come to me!

Draw the shackles of the legacy, Derek.

Can't you see they only...

Derek, the chalice has the power to heal.

Hurry before it's too late.

Angelina said that by joining the dark side, all our human bonds would become

meaningless.

Family, friends, loyal colleagues would mean nothing, if that's true.

I can think of no greater evil in the world, and no force the legacy must

harder to overcome.

There's obviously something wrong. That's the question. I'm a disgusting

can see that. I'm a lowly gentleman.

No, I'm not a deviant.

No. I'm on drugs.

I'm a hammock. I'm all doped up. A hammock. I'm not insane.

A hammock is very plastic.

A hammock. You have to get yourself into major psychoanalysis. Oh, I'm in

analysis. Analysis.

What kind of analysis?

It does nothing. It does nothing. I'm feeling pretty good.

Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty.

Pretty good.