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See what?

Where's the drill operator?

Reassigned to another tunnel section.

I didn't want this getting out.

Didn't want what getting out?

Hope you know your way back.

Thank God.

What is it?

The history wins.

You tell me.

200 feet underneath Boston? It shouldn't even be here.

What's that?

It's probably gas.

Shocked from the drilling. Must have cracked it open.

What's the name on it?

Dr.

Mordecai Church.

Who's this church guy?

No idea.

Must have been pretty important to be put in something like this.

There's something in here.

Something's got me. That's not funny, Ed.

Since the beginning of time, mankind has existed between the world of light and

the world of darkness.

This journal chronicles the work of our secret society, known as the Legacy,

created to protect the innocent from those creatures that inhabit the

You're afraid, my children.

Afraid.

And I understand.

Because every day, others fill your hearts with fear.

Your leaders, your neighbors, even your friends.

They tell you that the world is headed for destruction, so fear it, that chaos

is everywhere, so fear it.

Close your minds to them, my children, and do not be afraid. They

do not understand.

They cannot grasp the grand design.

Chaos is not the end, but the beginning of life, the very life, blood of

creation. Chaos is life itself.

Embrace it.

Believe in me.

For the doctor is here to heal you.

I believe.

Who will be first to open their heart and feel a touch of heaven?

I will, doctor.

Open your soul.

And let me in.

Open your soul.

Let me in.

Welcome, brother.

Welcome.

Welcome, Beth.

Father Callahan, what are you doing here?

You need help, Beth.

Spiritual help, counseling, not the words of this fraud.

The doctor's not a fake.

He understands.

He knows.

He knows how to manipulate.

And he understands human weakness.

Yes, sir.

What is your fear?

Parasites like you.

You offer these people nothing but empty words.

False hope.

What do you offer them, father?

Some peace after they're dead?

I offer them light.

Sanctuary. and a world without fear.

Who would you believe in, Beth?

Him or me?

She's made her choice, Father.

Perhaps you'd care to join us?

Not bloody likely.

Father Callahan, he had no right to talk to you like that.

Patricia has always had a certain difficulty with my methods.

You know, many years ago, a man walked these same streets with his followers.

They were the best and brightest souls in the land.

They trusted him completely.

Like I trust you?

Exactly.

When they truly believed, when their hearts were open to him, do you know

he did?

He took their souls.

What? Oh, yes.

He slaughtered them in a place almost exactly like this.

Doctor, what are you doing?

When I spoke of me, Beth, I meant my...

Where did they find him, Fred? Not that far down. Near an entrance into one of

the tunnels.

Would you mind if we look? No, just give us a minute, fellas.

McGuire. My God.

You knew him?

One of the project engineers.

How would you explain these wounds?

Gas explosion, maybe?

We've been hitting methane pockets.

I'll just be a minute.

Methane deposit near the surface?

An explosion didn't cause these marks.

Look at those. Those impressions on the skull.

Looks as if they were made by human hands.

A hand, yes.

But human?

There were the disappearances.

Now bodies turn up with unexplained marks.

I believe the signs are there, Father Callaghan. The signs are always there,

Miss Witherspoon.

It's the state of the world we live in today, I'm afraid.

Spare me the platitudes, Father.

This is more insidious than the creeping breakdown of society.

I see.

And the legacy feels a little exorcism will clear the whole thing up.

Your religious work takes you out onto the street.

Derek Raine always expressed great faith in your abilities.

Derek has great faith in the legacy. I'm no longer a member. I'm but a simple

priest.

Besides, I can't even play weekend soccer without doing myself damage.

Humility is rather a suspicious trait in a Catholic.

And suspicion is rather a rampant trait in the legacy.

Some of them missing are from your own parish, Philip.

Working with the legacy might help prevent more of them.

Some advice, Jane.

Never use guilt in a Catholic. We practically invented it.

If some new evil is at work, and I'm not convinced it is, I've chosen to fight

it with faith.

You're going to have to rely on your own people.

I will.

Why does Jane suspect these disappearances might be supernatural?

I mean, people go missing all the time. That's like in a big city.

Yeah, I agree. Except that two of the missing have now turned up dead with

extremely unusual burn marks on their bodies.

Well, if she's concerned, of course, we'll do anything we can to help.

Thank you.

I'm planning on returning to Boston, so I'll let you know if anything develops.

Yeah. I was almost looking forward to you coming back here.

I'm sure Jan will appreciate the visit.

Yeah.

How do I say this?

When I go back to the Boston Legacy, it'll be more than a visit.

I'm not planning on coming back to San Francisco.

Are you sure this is what you want?

You know, not to get too sentimental on you, but we've all gotten used to the

idea of you being here.

Yeah.

And you guys have really been great.

I want to spend time with my brother Ethan.

He's an old friend.

But, Christian, what brought us on that?

I don't know, really.

I was walking on the university campus yesterday, and the sun was shining the

way it always is in California.

And...

I remember walking back east with my mother when I was a child.

The leaves were turning and there was a feel of winter in the air.

Little things.

But they're important.

And suddenly, more than anything else, I wanted to go home.

I can understand that.

Well, we will always support you.

No matter what.

Thank you.

This really hasn't been the easiest decision I've ever made.

There's someone in Boston who might help you to meet.

His name is Philip Callahan.

Yeah, he left the San Francisco house too, didn't he?

He left us all together.

But if you need someone to talk to, I think he would understand.

Maybe I'll do that.

Thank you.

Ethan.

Hey, little brother.

Oh, it's good to see you.

You look good. Oh, thank you.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Who's late? You're in plenty of time for lunch.

Yeah, except this was supposed to be for breakfast.

I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

Yeah.

So, it's for real?

Big Sister's actually going to break the family tradition?

Hmm, well, if you mean unswerving dedication to the legacy.

Finished. I was offered a part -time job at Boston College, and Jane's going to

give me some time off.

Next thing you know, you'll be out of the legacy altogether.

You mean you've actually thought about quitting?

Well, let's not get carried away.

Hey, congratulate me.

Once this case is over, I'm going to start having a normal life.

Ooh, you mean with relationships?

Oh, God, if I can remember how they work.

Speaking of dating, when do I get to meet the girl you wrote me about?

Suzanne, um, you know, I don't think you will.

I thought you guys were starting to get serious. What happened?

She's hanging around with this new guru guy in town.

Calls himself the doctor.

As far as she's concerned, this guy's a second coming.

She won't listen to a word I say.

But you.

You think she listened to me?

You didn't manage to get me out of a cult.

Okay, I'll see what I can find out.

Come on, Suzanne.

It's only a little further.

Wow, it's incredible.

How did you know I was here?

Let's just say I'm intimate with the history of Boston.

I don't suppose you know who this tomb was made for.

No.

Oh, don't feel badly, Suzanne.

Innocence is not a failing.

It's a gift.

Something of a rarity these days.

Would you do something for me?

Pray. Pray.

Pray with all your heart, Suzanne.

What should I pray for?

Freedom.

Me.

Any word from Boston?

Jane sent a rundown of the case and the number of missing people is pretty high.

I bet she'll let us know if anything breaks.

A light bedside reading?

It's not a case.

Catching up on the research.

More thought to Sir Thomas Mallory.

He's not a little dated?

Well, I had a lot of catching up to do.

I suppose the case involves a sword and a stone, huh?

Well, close.

I have a theory as to why Arthur's blade was so deadly.

It may have been tipped with liquid mercury.

Mom always said the old ways were the best ways.

She may be right.

Keep me informed about Boston.

Yeah.

Hello, Jeremy.

Doctor, what are you doing out here?

Tending my flock.

Every little sparrow that falls.

You don't have to do that, Doctor.

Well, if I don't, who will?

You seem to be in a hurry, Jeremy.

The soup kitchen, is that it?

Hunger is a terrible thing.

Believe me, I know what I'm talking about.

You?

Oh, trust me, Jeremy.

It's been centuries since I had my fill. Doctor!

Is that the best you can do?

You shouldn't have run, Jeremy.

I'm sorry.

There was something about that guy.

Look, maybe I should just leave now.

I assure you, he's the last thing you should worry about. You trust me, don't

you? Yeah.

Are you certain?

Is your heart truly open to me, Jeremy?

I guess.

Guessing's not good enough, Jeremy. You think God guesses?

No.

You must believe, Jeremy. Believe as you've never believed.

I do, I swear.

And let me feel that belief.

Your soul, Jeremy.

Open it to me.

Is it open, Jeremy? Do you believe?

Yes! I say again, do you believe?

Yes!

There have been two more disappearances since I first called.

All in the same area.

Has there been any more information on the bodies that were found?

The coroner has no idea how the heads were burned, nor how the marks were made

on the skulls.

And the official police report suggests that they may have been suicides.

Self -immolation is very rare.

And I doubt that it would result in marks like these anyways.

I think we should be looking for a serial killer.

Unfortunately, they are not prepared to make this case a priority.

Many of the missing were homeless.

Well, that doesn't mean we should stop looking.

I've missed having you here, Kristen.

I've often thought that after I retire, someone like you should take my place.

Well...

Chris Corman's been here a lot longer than I have, and he's definitely very

capable.

Capable, yes, but I was thinking of you.

How you've grown into this strange family of ours.

Sometimes feels as if you're my own daughter.

Thank you.

Your father brought this back from a case in the Hebrides.

He said it had unusual power.

But it actually saved his life.

Many years ago, he gave it to me.

I think you should have it.

Jane.

No, you... I insist you keep it.

It's not as if you're about to retire.

So... We know that several of the disappearances have taken place around

Alton's Parish. Might be useful if we speak to the priest there.

No, don't count on it.

Father Callahan does not see eye to eye with the legacy.

Would that be Philip Callahan?

Yes.

Recently, I started to doubt some of the choices that I've made. I just feel

like I should be doing something different with my life.

So why don't you?

Because it's not quite that easy. There are a lot of people that rely on me and

just walking away from it all now.

I don't know. How did you do it?

Do what?

Leave the legacy.

Leaving the legacy wasn't a choice I made lightly.

I felt I could serve them or serve my faith.

Faith won.

I guess my reasons aren't quite so noble.

I'd like to spend time with my family.

And I'd like to go on a date before I'm too old to have children.

Sorry. I didn't mean to unload my life on you like this.

I'm a priest, Kristen.

People won't confess to me.

I'm out of a job.

You know, the truth is I'm not sure that I want to leave.

Nobody can decide that but yourself.

But if I can help you in any way at all, apart from the date, that is.

You can.

Have you ever heard of a man who calls himself the doctor?

Don't be afraid.

Come in from that whirlwind of grief and pain that waits outside.

Think of this as your sanctuary.

I think of it more as a circus tent.

And you as its ringmaster.

The unbeliever.

And he brought a friend.

Have you come to join our congregation, Father?

I've come to find Beth Kavanagh. Where is she?

Her parents haven't seen her for days.

She came to me for guidance and I gave it to her.

In exchange for what?

Her life savings?

Oh, please, Father.

If wealth were my goal, do you think I'd be here in a place like this?

The good Father has come to cast stones.

You, you have come to ask me for that.

Actually, I've come looking for another one of your followers.

Suzanne Tillman.

She was here the other night.

I'm afraid I haven't seen her recently.

I worry, of course, but those who seek the doctor come and go of their own free

will.

She was troubled.

I saw that in her.

As I see it in you.

In me?

And in the struggle.

Your soul is at war.

And it hurts you deeply.

I feel it.

I can heal you.

Won't you open your heart and let me help?

Well, thank you for the offer.

But I really just came looking for Suzanne.

Then I'll keep a watch for her.

God knows these are unsafe times.

Are you all right?

An old illness.

It'll pass.

Just a friend, father.

A friend?

Nothing more.

You can't fool me.

The fourth deadly sin, lust.

I'll have to leave you now.

I shall return.

Nice shop.

A crossbow.

Isn't that a little old -fashioned for you?

That book you're reading on King Arthur gave me the idea.

Nice work.

Holy carbon frame, laser sight, titanium quarrels.

No, uh, explosive hats?

Uh, they're optional.

I got the romantic in me.

No, that's not exactly standard issue.

You still making your own bullets?

Yes. I find homemade weaponry has a more personal touch.

What do you think Rachel would say about this?

Well, probably something Freudian.

Like you men using weapons as an outlet for unfulfilled

sexual impulses.

And I don't think there's anything to that.

Certainly not in my case.

I will be free!

Don't be so sure.

Tenebrae Aeternae.

Darkness forever.

It's a pretty hard one to get past, this Cassius girl.

Who are you?

I'm the one you've been waiting for.

I believe that we can help each other.

What a very Christian of you.

But I don't think so.

No?

Look at your victims.

Runaways, children, pagans.

Boy, you've been seriously plumbing, Doctor.

Society is not what it used to be.

So true.

So very true.

But I can deliver you believe it.

Souls with real power, the kind of power that you desperately need.

What makes you think I need them?

Oh, I know all about the black art that led the priests to imprison you here.

They tried.

Oh, no, no.

They succeeded.

Female.

Who was she 200 years ago?

And what games did you play before you sucked the life out of her?

She had a moment of pleasure more intense than you could possibly imagine.

And then she was buried here with the others to trap you for all eternity.

Which is why you can never stray far from this spot.

Unless, of course, I help you to gain the power to overcome your predicament.

What exactly do you get out of it?

Revenge. You will help me destroy my enemies.

And you will do it by taking their immortal souls.

A talent which, sadly, I do not possess.

I've been in hell for nearly two centuries.

What makes you think I won't take your soul right here, right now?

It's already spoken for.

Even hell.

Jane Witherspoon.

When you called, you said you had information about the disappearance.

Quite true.

How did you get my name and number?

We have a common friend.

Can you guess who it is, Jane?

It's late. I don't have time for riddles.

The answer is death, Jane.

Don't tell me you've never thought about it.

I'll worry about that when it's time.

Not before.

I have a surprise for you.

It's time.

Reed Horton asked you to suffer the most terrible pain imaginable.

And I have a very good imagination.

We came as soon as we could.

She's never late for work.

And when she didn't answer the phone, I just... I had the feeling.

Found her car close by.

Whoever did this to her must have been waiting for her to get out.

That's Horton's mark.

Exactly the ones he left to land across Martha Middleton.

That's hardly probable.

He's dead.

He killed him.

Well, it seems less and less of an obstacle as time goes on.

What about the burn marks on his skull? He's never done that before.

He discovered a new talent.

I'm going to keep checking out the area.

Thanks, Chris.

I think we know who did this.

There's got to be a weird boy in there.

Then let's find him.

Here, boy.

Just let him go, okay?

You know I'd kill for a ball like this.

What's your name?

Mark.

Like the apostle.

I'll be seeing you one day, Mark.

It's empty.

It would be a bit like eating Chinese.

An hour later, it would be empty.

Why did you put your mark on the old lady before I took her soul?

Pay an old debt.

She worked for the Legacy, an organization sworn to destroy the like

You seem to know a great deal about them.

I was one of the ones.

They cast you out.

That's why you hate them so much.

And why I will destroy them one by one until I have their leader, Derek Rain.

It's a pity you can't just send him straight to hell.

Or he'll be there before I'm done.

It's just that he'll still be alive.

I remember arguing points of theology with Jane.

I'm not always winning.

I know this is small comfort for you.

But I really liked her.

She was quite the character.

Kristen, if there's anything I can do for you, I think... Can you help me find

her killer?

That's not my calling.

Not anymore.

Philip, before Jane died, she found another body near the tunnel

Several others have gone missing in the same area as your parish.

You think there's some connection between the disappearances and St.

Well, it's just the way Jane was found. It's almost as if she'd been crucified.

I don't know. Maybe I'm just seeing evil everywhere.

Are you going to be all right?

Mm -hmm.

I'm tired of people I care about dying.

Kristen, this fax just came for you.

From Nick.

He wants me to meet him and Derek at Boston College Stadium.

Go get him.

I won't be long.

Hey. Oh, my gosh, you scared me.

I get that a lot.

So, what was it that you found that was so urgent?

What are you talking about?

I didn't get pages to meet you here.

No, I didn't. You faxed me.

You beat that up.

Well, I think I understood it.

I think the other shoe just dropped.

Come on.

Welcome to my little gallery.

I'm pleased you could all make it.

What? Where is he?

He's in the stand somewhere.

So cozy, don't you think?

All of us here together like this.

Like family.

But someone couldn't make it.

Who could that be?

Not Jane.

No, poor Jane is already dead.

from our family.

Come alone, Derek.

Unarm, and you'll save a life.

Come where?

I'll leave you to figure that out.

Save whose life?

He's just twisting a knife. He must be talking about Jane.

He said it wasn't Jane.

She's the only member of the legacy who's missing.

No, she's not.

Corman, Chris Corman's not back yet.

Emotent idea.

What it's like to have your soul sucked out.

Compared to that, physical pain must be inconsequential.

Of course, I only know it's second hand.

I've been there.

greening face.

Got some calls in to the police and the other members of the house are out

looking. No sign of Corman.

He was distraught about Jane's death. He shouldn't have been out there alone.

You couldn't have known this would happen. No, but I should have.

Jane was wrong about me.

No, Kristen.

Horton feeds off doubt and mistrust.

The only way to fight him is by staying together.

Is Corman investigating any new leads?

Yeah, he and Jane found a body near the excavations. They thought might be

connected to the disappearances Horton said we should be able to figure it out

call up the data from Jane's files.

We'll go over it again

Monsignor

Thank you for coming.

I Fear I've disturbed your sleep Sleep is but a mere interruption of work

father.

How may I help you?

Well, it's about these disappearances.

An acquaintance of mine was trying to solve them.

Was he successful?

She was murdered.

A tragedy.

But I fail to see what earthly good... Monsignor, she was under the impression

that the disappearances may have been in some way related to the catacombs.

Catacombs? Well, surely you've heard the rumors that our order constructed them

years ago under the city.

We have constructed catacombs in many, many cities over the centuries.

As to what lies in them, things buried are best left unexamined.

But what kinds of things, Monsignor?

Sleep well, Father.

Just eight disappearances, five with burn marks on his skull.

Yes, but only one with Horton.

Jane.

So who's doing the other ones?

Hello?

Yes, he's right here. Just a minute.

It's Philip Callahan.

Philip.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'll be there.

I really appreciate this, Philip.

I should hope so.

If his eminence finds out I took this from his private quarters, I'll end up

running a leprechaun named Zimbabwe.

I'll consider it a favor to old friends who saved your life the old time.

I thought us Catholics had mastered the art of a guilt trip.

Here it is.

The trial of Mordecai Church.

When he was investigated for treason, darker secrets were uncovered.

He carried out human dissections.

attempting to find the human soul. He was obsessed with it.

His followers disappeared or died. Witchcraft was suspected.

He was never sent to Europe. He was executed in Boston and buried in the

catacombs.

Catacombs? Right under this city.

The bodies were found near the excavations.

Horton may have discovered Church's resting place and may be using him

Where would this Mordecai church be buried? I can give you a rough guess as

where the catacombs may be, but that's all.

I hope it's enough.

Is that Nick? Yeah, he's on the move.

Derek, you know Horton wants you alone to kill you.

But I don't intend to let him take me without a fight.

But bullets didn't kill him last time. What makes you think they'll kill him

now? These bullets contain mercury vapor.

On impact, it ignites at extremely high temperatures.

Well, that'll slow him down, but what about Corman?

It's a gamble we have to take.

Help me!

Help! They're up ahead.

Wait here.

He's set alone.

Be careful.

Let him go.

I think not.

Come out, Miss Adams. Don't be shy. I know you're there.

Leave her out of this.

What?

And have her make fun.

Surrender yourself, Derek.

And he goes free.

If not, he dies.

Which is it to be? I know enough of your weaknesses now.

You can be crippled.

Right?

So let them go.

There's tons of methane gas down here.

One shot, one spark, and you all go up together. One nice big bang.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Trust me, or you'll all be very sorry.

Not as sorry as you're going to be.

No sparks here.

Relieve Corman.

Corman? Oh, no, no, Mr. Boyle.

No, I'm afraid...

You've made one small... Ethan!

Nick, don't shoot!

Christina, I'm sorry.

Horton, he has nothing to do with this. Please let him go.

Your fight's with us, Horton. You should have thought of that before.

Instead, you bargained in bad faith.

I'm so sorry, Miss Adams.

But if there's anyone to blame, it's Derek Ray.

Mayor, non culpa.