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In all tribal cultures, every village had a sentinel.
Now, a sentinel is chosen because of a genetic advantage.
A sensory awareness that can be developed beyond normal humans.
Your time spent in Peru has got to be connected with what's happening to you
now.
I've got hundreds of documented cases of one or two hyperactive senses, but not
one single subject was all fine.
You could be the real thing.
With the clubs. Yeah.
I haven't used these since I got them about two years ago.
Figured I'd break them in on the links out here.
Put in a couple rounds.
Where is the course?
There is no golf course, Jim. This is a quiet contemplation sort of place.
No golf, huh?
So, when you said retreat, you meant more like a spa, massage, you know,
bath, that kind of thing? No, I said simple.
I probably even said Spartan.
Semper, where are we going with this?
What are we doing here?
Simon tells me that you haven't had a day off in over a year. Your energy
level's way down, man. I mean, you've even said yourself that your sensory
skills seem to be getting a little dull.
Yeah. So I did some reading, some checking up.
The tribal elders, they used to send their sentinels out once a year on a
retreat to sharpen their senses. So you're talking about, like, solitude.
Right. Long walks in the forest, primeval community with nature.
No civilization.
It's beautiful. I can deal with that. Right, right.
Think of it as a place to get back to your spiritual roots.
You know, if you're roping me into some sort of New Age community here, workshop
type deal. No, no, no. This is no New Age workshop, Jim. This is very, very
traditional.
Hop in, guys.
Okay, Chief. This whole monk thing they do, it's an act, right?
You know, like when you go to Caesar's Palace?
You know the guy in the toga taking your bags isn't really alone.
I'm afraid you may have been misled, Detective Allison. What exactly did
Blair tell you about our little resort?
Here we are.
Welcome to St.
Sebastian's, brothers.
I hope your ride wasn't too bumpy.
We only send the bus out twice a month.
Brother Christopher's driving suffers from a lack of practice.
He's always kidding me about my driving.
Who's kidding?
Nice to see you again, Blair.
Oh, Brother Jeremy, it's a pleasure to be back.
This is my friend, Jim Ellison. Jim, this is Brother Jeremy, the abbot.
Glad to meet you. But when Blair suggested a retreat, the last thing I
was a monastery.
No offense, gentlemen.
I was wondering when I could expect a ride back to my truck.
Tomorrow morning.
I see.
Don't worry about it, man.
This place has everything you're going to need. Really?
Do you have a satellite dish?
No.
Television? I'm afraid not.
Indoor plumbing?
Scared you.
Didn't work.
I see you've got electricity.
Actually, we just put in a generator.
In fact, we have a single light bulb in every cell. We find it useful for
reading at night.
This is your cell.
It's what we call our rooms.
Excuse me.
Allison.
Hey, Sharon.
I'm out of town.
Well,
we'll pick it up where we left off.
Seven o 'clock sounds good.
I can't really... Okay.
Jim, did you just make a date in a monastery?
She called me.
I'll give this back to you when you leave. There's one in the office for
emergency calls only. No cell phones are permitted. And I'll also take your gun.
No, I need my gun. I'm a cop.
I understand.
However, guns are not necessary at St.
Sebastian's.
Give him the gun.
This is a monastery. It's the last place on earth you're going to need one.
Jim come on give it to him Hey
brother Christopher
He's
really okay once you get to know him it's just that he hasn't been out of
for 20 years
There's really quite a story to it, a mystery, really.
Brother Christopher, are you coming?
In a minute.
You know, I read a lot of detective fiction in my personal hours.
We have no TV, and what else is there to do? Also, I'm kind of an author, and I
was wondering, I'd really love it if you would look at my stuff.
I mean, just check, you know, my police procedures and all.
Sure, whatever you need.
Oh, thanks.
Well, I'll see you later.
Later, brother.
Love you, brother.
Jim,
I swear to you, you're going to get to really, really appreciate this place.
Bow of silence.
You're already getting into it.
Maybe he's a sentinel monk.
Well. Marcus.
Hello.
I remember you. The young man who promised to write.
To allow me to vicariously enjoy his exploits in the real world. You know,
gets by sometimes.
Well, I forgive you.
But then... You have to!
Dude, you're great.
I've missed our talks.
Do you think we could have some time while you're here to have a talk? You
count on it. You know, if you don't mind me being around while you're working.
Well, part of my work is sharing it.
That's why we welcome visitors.
Oh, dinner.
Better hurry. There won't be anything left but dinner. Leave that on. Let's
Oh, it's good to see you.
We are blessed with the bounty we are about to receive.
And for the presence of our brothers Blair Sandberg and James Ellison.
And thank you for bringing them into our midst.
Brother James?
Would you care to complete the benediction?
Well,
I... It's traditional to include one of our guests.
All right, give it a shot.
Thank you, Lord, for all that you do.
For the great chili.
Amen.
Amen.
Oh, we got the web on tape. We got the web.
I hear the fat lady.
I hear the fat lady.
Oh, nice to meet you.
Come on.
Here we go. Here we go. Here we go.
Yeah.
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
not steal.
You better be careful, Jim. People might think you're having a good time, man.
Yeah, well, it's not too bad. Give me the ball. How about a rematch? Come on,
rematch.
We're going to have to count Timothy out.
He's got to ring the bell for Vespers.
Pretty quiet guy.
He's taking a vow of silence.
You guys actually do that?
Oh, it's standard every morning from four to six.
But sometimes, as in Timothy's case, we do it for up to two months.
It's tough, but the effect can be quite cleansing.
Well, come on, how about you? Oh, sorry, babe.
Let's see your jump shot. Come on We know you got one. Yeah Nothing but
All right, he's on your team
Forgive me, sir, but something doesn't seem right here.
I mean, Timothy was young and athletic. I mean, you saw the way he moved on the
basketball court today. Jim, do you think you're jumping the gun a little
here? I mean, this isn't some back alley in Cascade.
I don't understand.
What are you saying?
This might not have been an accident.
They're saying this was a murder.
Here at St.
Sebastian's.
I don't believe that.
Sir, I'm saying the death might be accidental.
But with no witnesses, there's got to be an investigation.
If only for your protection.
Now, I'll need to use your phone.
Must you bring more outsiders here? Well, Jeremy, the man has died.
I mean, at the least, we're obligated to report it.
Your phone's dead.
It's an old phone with old wires. Wouldn't be the first time it was out of
order.
That's great. I'm going to need my cell phone and my gun while you're at it.
They're gone.
Your gun and phone. I put them in this drawer. It was locked.
You don't have to stay.
I'm as anxious as you are to find out who killed him.
So you think he was murdered too?
Why?
Wherever mortals gather, there is evil.
I don't remember where I read that.
It's broken between the third and fourth cervical, which is consistent with a
violent fall.
Excuse me.
What can you tell just by looking at its ankles?
Let me have your flashlight for a second.
Stand on this step.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
There's a small hole on each side of the step.
I can feel a little moisture in the sawdust here.
Which means it's pretty recent.
Probably a metal island was screwed in on either side.
And then a wire or a piece of monofilament line was stretched across
So that's what made the cuts on Timothy Dangles? Yeah.
He was murdered.
Brother Timothy was murdered, and I have the proof.
But why would anyone want to kill him? Well, we don't know that yet.
What do you know?
I know that Timothy rang that bell at the same time every day.
The killer must have been aware of his routine and set a trap.
Are you suggesting that one of our monks is a murderer?
Yes, sir.
I am.
Impossible. Someone must have come in from the outside. Perhaps a thief trying
to get at those stained glass windows we're restoring.
Some of those windows are very old and quite valuable.
Timothy died in a tower, not in the workshop.
Besides, that tripwire had been rigged between the time that he rang the bell
for dinner and when he went back into the tower to ring the bell for Vespers.
A stranger on the premises would have been noticed immediately.
Now, I want all of us to go into town together. I want you to wake all the
Is that an order, detective?
Well, if it has to be, yes.
You come barging into my world with your cynicism and your radios and your guns
and your phones.
Now you're giving orders.
Brother Jeremy, a man has been murdered.
Now somebody has to take charge of the situation and deal with it, not deny
it happened.
You don't like me, do you, detective?
You think I'm an anachronism?
That our order serves no purpose?
I didn't say that, sir. You didn't have to. Guys, guys, let's deal with the
subject at hand here, okay?
We're all going to be a lot safer once we get out of here.
Brothers, I apologize for the inconvenience, but getting you out of
is the only way that I can ensure your safety.
I promise you I'll do everything I can to get you back here as soon as
Blair is warming up the bus, so at any moment... All four
tires on the bus have been slashed.
Jim, listen to me, man.
Somebody really does not want us to get out of here. What are we going to do?
We asked for a volunteer to take a walk in. No.
If I was a murderer, I'd want to get out of here and I'd be the first one to
raise my hand.
Gentlemen, we're going to need a volunteer to make a walk back to town.
I think that Brother Theodore can be trusted with that job.
Brother Theodore, do you think you can handle this? I've walked 15 miles three
times a week for the last 40 years.
In the middle of the night?
Would you care to put a C note on it?
Which, of course, I would turn over to the church.
I'll take that bet.
When you get into town, would you notify the authorities and apprise them of the
situation? I understand.
I'll just stop and get a few supplies and I'll be on my way.
Terrific. Thank you.
Well, brothers, I suggest we retire to our cells, lock ourselves in, and
maintain silence for the rest of the night.
Try to sleep if you can.
And please, remember Brother Timothy in your prayers.
Thank you, gentlemen, for your cooperation.
Thank you.
I'm sorry for the inconvenience.
I think we have a problem.
Good morning.
Brother Anthony, I know this is a bad time to be asking questions, but I
have to.
I was wondering if you could shed some light on Brother Timothy's background.
Thanks anyway.
Detective!
I'm sorry. We observe a two -hour period of silence every morning.
It's to help us remember our vows.
I'm sorry. The bell rings to let us know when we can speak.
Right.
Anyway, besides the vows, well... What?
Some of the brothers are afraid of you. And Blair.
Afraid of us?
Well, we're your only protection here.
They think you might be the killers.
You are outsiders, and you arrived the night that Timothy died.
And what do you think?
Oh, I trust in the Lord.
If he calls me, I'm more than willing to join him.
The only thing I can tell you about Timothy is that he was from Kansas.
And what about the other brothers?
You know, we don't usually talk about our old lives here.
Most of us have come here to put the rest of the world behind us for good.
And I'm fairly new here, so...
I'm here to solve Timothy's murder. That's all I want to do right now.
Any information, any detail that you can give me, regardless of how small, is
going to be of great help.
Well, Brother Michael, he's our newest arrival.
He's been unusually secretive about his past.
And the others?
Marcus,
Joseph, they've been here about as long as Jeremy.
Marcus was an accountant.
Joseph was a social worker.
Um, Frederick, who was an actor in the movies.
Mostly low budget. That's why I recognize him, of course. Now, I hear
been here for 20 years or so? No, he's very dedicated to his mission.
He's a little bit gruff, but he's probably the most decent man I know.
Christopher? Christopher, I believe, was a life insurance salesman. Ah, I see.
That would explain why he talks so much.
And what about yourself?
Well, um...
I was a man without direction.
Different jobs all over the country.
And then one day I walked into a church and my mission became clear.
It was actually as simple as that.
I wish I could believe like you do.
Jeremy says I'm cynical.
Maybe I am.
Well, in the outside world, it's hard not to be. I've got to get back to work.
Thank you for your time.
Who were you questioning, Brother Antony?
Why were you watching us from the tower?
Well, Jeremy gave me Timothy's duties. I looked at it. I saw you.
Antony is suspect?
Everybody is.
Well, why would I want to kill Brother Timothy?
Why would anybody?
So far, I don't have anything even resembling a motive.
Until I do, every monk is a suspect. It's nothing personal.
I understand.
But you can trust me.
Matter of fact, I'm working on a couple of leads I'm going to follow up on.
Terrific.
I'll keep you in the loop.
Right, do that.
Timothy used to come out here every morning.
I'd see him sitting right up here on this bench, sitting there and looking
I always wondered what he was thinking about.
He had good eyes, you know.
There was truth in them.
I was looking forward to the end of his silence so we could talk.
Not many men are willing to choose this life.
Temptations of the world are too great.
When I entered this monastery, I found what I was looking for.
It's not for everyone.
But it works for me.
And I'll see you at breakfast.
Don't be late. Nothing but progress.
Bye -bye.
Father Marcus?
Did you find out anything?
No, Jim.
I could never do what these guys do.
The sacrifice, the commitment.
I just can't believe that one of them would kill another.
You just got to remember they're flesh and bone, just like you and me.
Excuse me.
Brother Jeremy asked if you'd meet him in your cell.
What are you doing?
Brother Frederick found these in your cell.
Wait a minute. Nobody's trying to set me up. Can't you see that? They're trying
to get me out of the way.
You guys are in even more danger.
Perhaps, but not from you.
Jeremy, come on. You know me.
I'm sorry, Blair. We can't take any chances.
Is he serious?
Jeremy, come on. Open the door. Open this door!
Jeremy!
All these clowns.
I've had it with them.
I'm going out the window now.
I can't do that, but I found something you should see. It's in my room. I'll be
right back.
No, no, open the door first!
What the hell is that? It's what?
Fuel oil.
Kerosene.
Where?
Well, like, it's coming from down the hall.
Killer injected the light bulb with a flammable liquid.
When Christopher hit the switch, the filament set it off.
No, and he was trying to help us, too.
Or maybe he found something.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what to say.
Why don't you tell that to Brother Christopher?
I understand your anger.
And I fully deserve it.
But from now on, you'll have my total cooperation.
And that of the other monks.
Please find whoever's responsible for this before another of us dies.
What's gone?
That was the battery.
That look familiar?
Sort of. Jackie Kizinkov.
Ran the Midwest Unions in the 70s.
More of a gangster than a union leader.
Mac Deering, Thornton.
You name it.
Rumor had it that he owed him several contract billing.
And then he turned federal witness and, uh, blow the lid on those mob guys who
was doing his dirty work for him? And he disappeared, right?
Yeah, the popular notion had it that he was murdered.
But they never found the body.
It was a big, huge national story, wasn't it?
Did you see that ring?
Where have you seen that ring before?
Um, I don't know. Brother Jeremy's right hand.
What?
Brother Jarrett?
Well, if that's him in the picture, Jim, what is going on here?
I don't know.
It's possible that it had something to do with the death of Christopher.
I don't know. Don't you think that's kind of out there, man? I mean, why is
someone going to kill a guy because of a picture taken of a man that disappeared
15, 20 years ago?
Jeremy had said that one of the purposes of the monastery was to provide a
refuge. Now, what if Kaczynski isn't dead?
What if he's here?
Who is who?
Jackie Kaczynski.
I don't know what you're talking about. Sure you do.
One of your monks was Jackie Kaczynski.
Christopher may have died because he found that picture.
That's your ring, isn't it?
What happened, Jeremy?
Is Kaczynski a friend of yours?
What did he do? Did he roll over on the mob or something?
So you gave him a place to hide?
He had a little plastic surgery just to be safe?
You don't understand.
No, I understand fine.
You provided a murdering gangster with a refuge.
And then after all these years, somehow Timothy figured it all out. And
Kaczynski killed him. No. Yes. And then Christopher found out.
Kaczynski killed him as well. No, my God, you're wrong. No, I'm not. Get out.
No, I won't. Get out. No. It's enough, Jeremy.
It's over.
I've been responsible for enough deaths.
I'm Jackie Kaczynski.
What?
You murdered two of your friends?
I won't deny I've done things in the past, terrible things.
But despite the accusations, I've never been involved in murder.
Not in my past, not here, and certainly not now.
Well, Blair, come on, you have to believe me.
If you're not responsible for these deaths, who is?
Who killed Timothy and Christopher?
Someone from the world Marcus left behind.
See, I'm unfinished business.
They gave away their secrets. As long as I'm alive, my crimes go unpunished.
What are you two suggesting?
One of the other monks is a contract killer for the mob?
Jeremy doesn't want to believe it, but it's the only logical conclusion.
We're the most recent arrivals.
Anthony and Michael.
Michael was a banker. Roy, no family.
Anthony grew up in Indiana.
In fact, he was a point guard for his university basketball team.
Anthony, full scholarship.
On the way he played last night, you'd think he'd never touched a basketball.
Looks like you found your man, detective.
Move! All right, here's the drill.
You turn over Jackie Kaczynski to me, no one else needs to get hurt. I already
told you, Kaczynski isn't here. I told you, I don't believe you!
We'll just have to start shooting people and maybe I'll get lucky.
When you see the big guy upstairs, you tell him to teach you how to lighten up.
Stop it!
I'm Jackie Kaczynski.
It's easy.
Wait.
I am Jackie Kavinsky.
Once, I was known as Jackie Kavinsky. Thank you, brother.
But I'm Jackie Kavinsky.
And I am Jackie Kavinsky.
You won't want to play martyrs?
Fine.
How many rounds you got in that gun?
One of us is going to be on you before you're through it.
But I think we've just sentenced ourselves to a mass grave.
That's not going to happen.
Blair, check that door.
Yeah, it's me.
Okay, so it took a little longer than I thought. Just get up here, will you?
No.
It doesn't matter. I'm going to do it all anyway.
To get lost, just look for the big light in the sky.
I think I can make it.
It's 55 feet.
Great, Jim. What are you going to do with two broken legs? Come on.
How much does this bell weigh?
About a thousand pounds.
My brothers, I'm going to need your belts.
You got a good prep.
Now would be a good time to pay it.
I seem to be short about still being used.
You can keep it.
I have to put up.
What?
It's going to be safer that way. Just go. Come on.
Will you get this off?
Oh, man, I'm not glad to see you.
You had two months to find Jackie, and you didn't do it.
You could have killed all of them, and you didn't do it.
Now, I'm going to give you one more chance to atone for your sins, brother.
Now we've got to rally the brothers in order to fight.
Don't ever say this.
As part of our vows, we're committed to abstain from violence of any kind.
Or even if you're attacked.
I'm sorry.
Brothers, the situation appears rather grave.
We have to do something to help.
I'm just told, Detective Ellison, that won't be possible.
Brother, I really think in this case... No.
On this point, there will be no discussion.
There's no place that's safe.
I think that's about all we need here.
God have mercy on this. All right, thank you.
Are we all right there?
Yeah.
Gotcha, Kaczynski, you son of a bitch.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy.
Come on.
Come on.
Let it go.
No, I got you.
It's a miracle.
Why didn't you tell me? I didn't want to take any chances.
Oh, man, I can't believe this.
I'm really sorry about judging you before.
I wouldn't blame you if you never spoke to me again.
I'm in silence.
Me?
It's not possible.
I'm glad. Take care, Brother Marcus.
Here's that C -note, Brother Theodore. I never doubted you'd make it. Thank you.
Something wrong, sir?
I must admit I'm having trouble accepting responsibility for my violent
Well, if it's any help to you, I forgive you.
Thank you, Brother Jim.
Next time we go away for a little peace and quiet, I'm going to choose the
place. Okay. Where?
I don't know.
I was thinking about a little contrast would be nice, you know? Maybe Vegas.
Sin City?
All right.
But don't tell the monks that.
It's sacrilegious. Oh, yeah? Yeah? Well, I guess then that rules out the favor I
was going to ask them.
What favor?
Well, I was going to ask Brother Theodore to bless my dice, you know?
Let's give it a shot.
Or maybe my pool cue.
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