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My name is Danny McNamara.

When I left the FBI,
I thought my crime-fighting

days were over, but then
I learned that terrorist

Karim Farouk was on
the hunt for Cleopatra,

one of the world's
most valuable treasures,

lost for over 2,000 years,

to use her as part
of a massive terror attack.

To find him, I needed some help,

so I went to Lexi Vaziri, a thief.

Excuse me, a master thief.

And my father was killed by Farouk.

Lexi and I have a complicated past.

He wants to bring Farouk
to justice, I want revenge.

Also, there's a mysterious group

who want Cleopatra as much as we do.

We're not sure whether
they're good or bad,

but the one thing we all agree on...

Is that we need to find Cleopatra...

Before Farouk does.

Previously on Blood & Treasure...

The Nazis believed that some

sacred objects held actual power.

Farouk left everything
from Cleopatra's tomb,

but what did he take?
Antony's sarcophagus.

What if he wants to reunite
Cleopatra with Antony,

turn an artifact into a
weapon of mass destruction?

I am Captain Bruno Fabi
of the Carabinieri...

art and antiquities crimes.

What's this?

The medallion says "Serapis,"

an ancient deity that had

a cult following in
the years of Cleopatra.

They must be her protectors.

Doctor, this is a dead end.

No, Max, this is a door.

"All those who disturb the sacred tomb

"will come to know swift death

"and be cursed for all eternity."

- Come here.
- It's good to see you, Chuck.

Danny's a complicated guy.

He follows rules and does
the right thing unfailingly.

He's the furthest
thing from complicated.

You and Danny have a lot more
in common than you think.

Simon Hardwick.

Guys like us should stick
together, shouldn't we,

Special Agent McNamara?

We find Cleopatra,

we'll find Farouk.

Cleopatra's in Germany.

Well done, Omar.

Farouk went to a lot of
effort to get that photograph.

He's gonna go to wherever it was taken.

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Not so fast, Liebchen.

Meet our guest of honor.

Elke, say hello to Cleopatra,

the future of the Reich.

- But she's dead.
- For now.

But soon she will rise again.

And the world will have no choice

but to bow to the Fatherland.

Ah.

Heinz, everybody,
please, please join us.

We must commemorate this
moment of Nazi victory.

- Air raid!
- Colonel Steiner!

Colonel Steiner, get Cleopatra
safely to our alternate site

and continue with the project.

We shall protect her with our lives.

Heinz, assemble the men.

Yes, Herr Colonel.

Bring up the truck now. Move!

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Nazis.

They sure love their castles.

They were all about nostalgia

for a storybook world that
never actually existed.

So they were angry Ren fair nerds.

Genocidally angry Ren fair nerds, yeah.

This picture of Cleopatra
could have been taken

in any of a hundred different castles.

But I e-mailed an intel analyst friend

from my FBI days who now

consults at a video game studio.

He's working on a World War II game

that has a whole level in a Nazi castle.

He sent tons of research we can look at,

try to narrow things down.

Good, because Farouk's heading
there, wherever "there" is,

and I've got a bullet
with his name on it.

Metaphorically speaking, of course.

Chuck.

You look... awful.

What a pleasant welcome
from a guest in my own home.

Irish flu.

I had to end class early.

Are you still hungover?

Well, yeah, I can't
drink like I used to.

Chuck, you drink wine
literally every day at work.

Ah, yes, but technically
that is not wine.

When did you guys get so chummy?

Eh, now that I've gotten
to know your girlfriend...

- Not his girlfriend.
- She's not my girlfriend.

Uh-huh. I can see that my

previous doubt was

- a little extreme.
- Doubts?

You said she was the devil.

Aw, that was before we bonded

over making fun of you, actually.

I learned all sorts
of interesting things.

Uh... don't worry, nothing

that you said during confession.

And yet, still so much
to be embarrassed about.

Is, uh, is that a picture
of a bunch of Nazis posing

in front of the coffin
of Cleopatra in a castle?

Yeah, 'cause that seems like
that's probably a big deal.

Right? Like, historically speaking?

Big enough deal that Farouk
killed somebody to get it.

Inspector Karlsson, I got your message.

It was conspicuously
brief, even for you.

I didn't want to give too much away

over a non-secure phone line.

Don't tell me that you're
buying into this idea

that Farouk has a mole somewhere.

Conspiracies...

People tend to see them in the
face of inexplicable tragedy.

There's nothing inexplicable
about it, Captain Fabi.

Asim Masood told Danny he
thought Farouk had a mole

in Egyptian intelligence,
and now he's dead.

At least he didn't die in vain.

You found something in the evidence

from Farouk's safe house
that Danny and Lexi found?

Yeah, I think so.

Communications with this man,

Taj bin Yusef.

He ran finances for
Farouk's organization.

They disappeared at the same time.

And he appears to be back.

And he may have Antony.

- Where?
- Tripoli.

I'm sending over the information

to Libyan authorities right now.

Well done, Agent Karlsson.

Let me know if the
Libyans find anything.

Pronto.

_

Guys, check it out.

I think I found our castle.

Castle Schãdelberg,
near the Austrian border.

Nazis did major reconstruction,
but research says

it was just to stabilize the castle.

It's sitting on bedrock in an area

not known for seismic activity.

This is a lot of buildup.
Better be worth it.

The castle was under the purview

of the Institute for Occult Warfare.

Okay. We might actually be
getting somewhere. That...

Looks appropriately ominous.

Doing construction for
stability is a great excuse

if you're trying to hide from the world

you're building a resting
place for Cleopatra.

Sounds like it was worth the buildup.

- Whose side are you on?
- Mine.

Wh-When did that start being a question?

Look, Reece's jet's on standby.

We can be there before nightfall.

Want to come with, for old times?

No.

No. Last thing I need is a flight

over Macho Grande with you two.

Where's Macho Grande?

Nowhere near where we're going.

Chuck's just bad at geography.

And yet I always know
the lay of the land.

Have fun storming the castle!

Guten Tag.

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Of course. How may I help you?

Are you the girl in this photograph?

Where did you get this?

Uh, don't be alarmed.

I'm a doctoral student

working on a research paper

about Egyptian antiquities
during the Second World War.

It was a long time ago, but,

yes, that's me.

And-and that is my grandfather.

Ah. Anything you can tell me about where

this was taken would be a great help.

Well, I-I, I don't get
many visitors these days,

but please come in.

I may have some other photos

that would help with your article.

How do you take your tea?

I will not be having any tea.

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It's too late. Antony's gone.

Over here!

Max Najjar?

Fabi?

Max.

How'd you find me?

The Brotherhood has
been looking for you,

ever since the attack on the pyramid.

We never leave one of our own behind.

One of Farouk's safe houses
was taken down yesterday.

Intel led us here.

Thank you for saving me.

Tell me, Max.

Everyone else was
killed in the explosion.

How did you survive?

It was a miracle.

Praise God.

And the terrorists who saved you.

What? They didn't save me.

They kidnapped me. They tortured me.

The Brotherhood suspected
as much at first.

Imagine our surprise when we discovered

the payments you took.

What, what payments?

Don't lie to me, Max.

Farouk paid you to tell him
where to find Cleopatra.

And when she wasn't there, you must have

realized they would kill you.

So you offered to inform
on the Brotherhood to Farouk.

I-I would never betray the Brotherhood.

Where did they take Antony?

Why do they want Cleopatra?

I don't know.

_

If you want to hang back here,

let me lead, it's cool.

Seeing as it's your first
time casing a joint.

Just, when us good guys do it,

- it's called "surveillance."
- Yeah...

Not exactly the same thing.

Welcome.

I am your guide through
this beautiful castle.

Unfortunately, we are still
waiting for two persons,

- but I think...
- Hi.

We're here for the 4:00 tour.

Mr. and Mrs. McNamara?

- That's us.
- Great.

_

Took your name, did I?

Well, first rule of surveillance,

have a good cover story.

- We're newlyweds.
- Hmm.

- Was that a Southern accent?
- Oh, darling.

I've got a whole character
and back story worked out.

Excuse me? You're so beautiful.

You're such a beautiful couple.

Shall I take a photo of you
in front of the staircase?

Uh, we're good. Thanks.

Okay. L-Let's start the tour.

Second rule:

never let anyone take a picture of you.

After you, Mr. McNamara.

Oh, wow.

As you can see on your maps,

this dining room

comes right after the Ruhmeshalle,

- the Great Hall...
- Excuse me.

- Yes?
- I can listen to medieval

architectural history all
day, it is fascinating.

But my husband here is kind
of a World War II buff.

Guilty as charged.

I do like 'em nerdy.

So could we skip the
lord and peasant stuff

and maybe cut straight to the Nazis?

If y'all don't mind?

Did they make any changes to the castle?

The castle's history is
over 700 years old, and...

That dark era was barely ten years.

But in those ten years,

wh-what specific changes did they make?

When the war ended, we
Germans promptly removed

all Nazi iconography.

The castle now maintains
much of the original

furniture and features.

As I was saying, the 13th century

brought some changes.

And if you follow me, in the Ruhmeshalle

I can show you a very
good example of this.

What? What are you doing?

Change of plans.

Place closes in 20 minutes.

Security system only covers
the doors and windows.

Okay, so we wait for
everyone to leave...

... take our time to

find the hidden section
where Cleopatra is.

You see, my apprentice, there is still

much you have to learn in
the fine art of casing.

Like how to find a bigger closet?

Look, it's not my fault that people

were smaller back then.

- Hmm.
- Oh.

- What?
- Oh, I see.

Wha...? Oh.

It was the map. I-It's just the map.

_

Thank you for coming, Dr. Castillo.

I assume you have summoned me here

because there's a break
in the investigation?

Yeah.

Would you be able to, um...

I.D. this man?

That's Max Najjar.

He was killed in the pyramid attack

along with the rest of my team.

You've recovered his body, then?

Yes. Tripoli Police found his body.

That doesn't make sense.

We have reason to believe he was
working with the terrorists.

They paid him for
information on Cleopatra.

Max would never do that.

He did.

And he paid the price.

He was apparently tortured
when she wasn't there

and died as a result of his injuries.

The Carabinieri and I
have been going through

Max's financial records,

trying to reconstruct the weeks
leading up to the attack.

It would be helpful if we
can have a timeline from you.

- For comparison.
- Of course.

Ever since we entered

Antony and Cleopatra's tomb,
nothing has made sense.

I'm beginning to think
that it is cursed.

So you're sure

there's no security cameras in here?

Yes. We're good.

They were all at the
entrances of the building.

Oh, amateurs.

Uh-uh.

Don't even think about it.

I was admiring the jewel inlay.

It was sparkling at me from a... Danny.

Those paintings have alarms on them.

- It's okay, I wasn't gonna steal it.
- Hmm.

I noticed something earlier.

This painting is of the original castle.

You can see where it's different...

From the map of the current layout.

This large berm attached here

wasn't in the original castle.

This is where the Nazis supposedly

needed to stabilize it.

And if Cleopatra's still here,

I guess that's where she would be.

According to this map,
there's nothing beneath...

The lord's chamber anymore.

Interesting. Very interesting.

Could you believe there
are people out there

in the world... not me, mind
you, but other people...

Who have no idea why that's important?

This castle would have
been built with a chapel

underneath the lord's chamber.

The Nazis, or these Nazis in particular,

they were more about
making up their own new,

mystical Aryan religion
than following an old one.

So they got rid of the
chapel to make room

for the hidden section of the castle?

If I'm right, it's down there.

We just need to find the basement.

So, how do we access

your secret Nazi lair?

Huh.

Might have something to do with this.

They called it the black sun.

All right, go ahead.

Explain to me what the point of all this

Aryan mysticism stuff was.

Maybe it'll help me see a clue.

Well...

They spent a ton of time
and money trying to prove...

That the master race were Aryans.

Which Cleopatra was not.

No, but the way they saw it,

all of the great works of mankind,

like the pyramids,

were directly attributable to these

"Aryan supermen,"

descended from Atlantis...

Got to be kidding me.

They tried to rediscover
lost ancient and supernatural

technologies to weaponize them.

Danny, these numbers on the floor.

12, eight, 30. Mean anything?

Cleopatra's death.

August 12, 30 B.C.E.

I'm thinking they also might

be the combination to the lock.

- What lock?
- That one.

You see...

You know crazy white people history...

I know how thieves think.

Each spoke of the black sun

is a number one through 12.

Here we go.

12...

Eight...

Three.

Oh, my.

Not the toughest lock I've ever cracked,

but since it would have
pissed off the Nazis,

definitely the most satisfying.

I knew there was a reason
I fake-married you.

Keep telling yourself that's the reason.

Here, hold on.

Whoa.

Uh-huh.

I bet you anything this

is an exact replica of Cleopatra's tomb.

I mean, I don't love what
they've done with the place.

That's weird.

There's Greek mixed in with
the Egyptian hieroglyphics.

What were these nutters on about?

I'm not sure if even they knew.

Hitler was nearly always
high on barbiturates,

morphine, and crystal meth.

True story.

How did such idiots almost
take over the world?

Good people didn't stand up to stop them

until it was too late.

Hey. Check it out.

This...

Will help us find out
where they took Cleopatra.

Looks like the castle was
attacked, so they moved her.

They must have left some clue here

about where they went.

Kreisau Circle.

Goody.

Another secret society.

No, these were the good guys.

German resistance embedded
inside the ranks of the Nazis.

A lot of them were Jesuits.

They considered themselves
protectors of stolen treasure.

The circles often indicated
hidden, coded messages.

Wow.

- Saltpeter.
- Awesome.

Heat-sensitive ink,

invisible unless you
know how to look for it.

There must've been a
Kreisau spy at the castle.

Well, it's unlike any
code I've ever seen.

What do you think it means?

I have no idea,

but Chuck has access
to the Vatican Library.

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American!

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All right, go, go, go!

- On the ridge.
- Got 'em!

All clear.

We're clear!

Okay, I want everyone
rounded up for questioning.

Marwan, find out if anyone
here has seen our guy.

_

Let's be very careful
with the artifacts.

There's millions worth
of stolen treasure here.

Agent Danny,

one of the men says your
archaeologist is here.

Could be our guy.

Or could be a trap.

Okay, nice and easy.

Check for trip wires.

Are you Simon Hardwick?

I'm Special Agent McNamara, FBI.

We're here to rescue you.

It's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Medic!

Short, gray hair.

He had these deep set brown eyes.

So he got away then?

I know this is difficult,
but when we catch him,

we're gonna have you to thank.

How did you find me?

I'm in the FBI's Arts
and Antiquities Division.

British intel alerted us

that an archaeologist
had been kidnapped.

Meanwhile, we've been tracking

a new terrorist on the scene

who's been very well funded.

Hmm.

We've been able to track some of

the blood antiquities he sold.

Did you get any idea
what he might be planning,

or why?

That's him.

His name is Karim Farouk.

He wants revenge,

and he won't stop until he has it.

- _
- Oh, please.

Dealers are such parasites.

All you do is profit. You don't create.

Parasite's such a nasty
word, don't you think?

- Grazie.
- Prego.

What I do is, uh,

I create the context for the buyer

that sets an object's value.

Like that necklace you're
wearing, for example.

The craftsmanship's a bit pedestrian.

Probably purchased from some

mid-tier jewelry market chain,

but the person who bought
it for you is special,

to you, at least.

Maybe someone you're
a bit in love with still,

which is why, when the chain breaks,

which it's done a number of times,

you get it fixed again
and again with new links,

making it unique and priceless to you.

Okay, I get it.

So, what, are you only here
for the gallery opening?

Why don't you join me for
dinner, and I'll tell you...

Mr. Hardwick, we have
some questions for you.

I'm just in the middle of
something rather important.

It was nice to meet you.

Uh... great.

Uh, don't you have anything better to do

than bother me when I'm
working on something?

Work? That did not look like work.

Well, not your kind of work.

This isn't about your
business, Mr. Hardwick,

this is a murder investigation.

Max Najjar.

I believe you knew him.

Does anyone really
know anyone these days?

You transferred money into his account.

Well, in that sense,
I knew him, yes, yes.

Max... Najjar.

Yeah, h-he was in some
financial difficulty,

and he needed to make a quick sale.

How did Najjar come to
work with Karim Farouk?

How the hell should I know?

Let me break this down for you:

there's no love lost
between me and the man

who held me as a slave
and tortured me for a year.

Maybe you'll also
understand that my business

relies on discretion, so
the only questions I ask

are to establish the provenance
of a piece for sale, that's it.

We will get to the bottom of
this, with or without your help.

- Okay.
- If we find out that you've

been financing terrorism,
knowingly or unknowingly,

you will be treated
exactly the same as them.

Right, that's good to know.

You should make a change to your plans.

Italy will become a very difficult

place for you to do business.

More difficult than it is now?

Let's go.

The Brotherhood of Serapis.

Does that name mean anything to you?

What about them?

There are people in this world

that scare me more than Karim Farouk.

I believe Max was working for them.

He tried to sell me this
medallion he was wearing.

It had three intertwined
serpents etched on the front.

You want to find out
what happened to Max?

You want to get to the bottom of this?

I suggest you look into them.

And maybe you'll do me the favor

of not putting my name on any paperwork,

because if you do, my
blood'll be on your hands.

_

We should stay here until

we figure out our next move.

So, you are very glücklich, ja?

Eh, lucky?

Because of the football match,

we have been booked for months,

but I just spoke with the owner.

He has accepted to
liberate our last room.

It's very, um...

Cozy, yeah?

- Wonderful.
- Thanks.

Gute Nacht.

Oh, it's Chuck.

He got my text.

"Interesting photo, nothing jumps out,

"but I can look into it tomorrow.

"My gut tells me it has something
to do with Macho Grande."

The man's obsessed with
this Macho Grande place.

What's so great about it?

- Nothing. It's...
- Fine.

Don't tell me. He will
next time I get him drunk.

He's gonna check in the
Vatican archives tomorrow

and let us know if he finds anything.

Cozy.

It's okay. I can take the floor.

So we're pretend-divorced now?

Don't trust me to share the
bed, or don't trust yourself?

Just trying to keep
things uncomplicated.

Don't flatter yourself.

I am exhausted.

I only have eyes for this pillow.

- Yeah?
- I have had such a busy day,

climbing the big castles,

chasing the angry Nazis, yeah?

Yeah...

The accent's not your strongest move.

What?

How dare you?

I'm just saying, I have a few notes. No?

I was too nice, wasn't I?

You like me better when I'm bad.

You like you better when you're bad.

Maybe it's time we

talk about the elephant in the room.

There's barely room for us in this room.

We're gonna find Farouk again.

I want to make sure
we're on the same page.

I know you want to take him alive,

and for the sake of getting along,

I'm happy to let you
believe that you will.

Killing Farouk doesn't
necessarily stop the attack,

but it does keep us
from finding out his plan.

And it makes damn sure
he doesn't get away again.

It gets justice for my father.

Revenge isn't the same thing as justice.

Justice happens in a court of law,

in front of the whole world.

I don't care that the
world gets to see it.

I just want to be the
one that kills him.

If this is all about revenge,

even if you get what you want,

you're gonna be holding on
to the anger forever.

Your father wouldn't have wanted that.

You're right.

You should take the floor.

How'd you sleep?

Fine. You?

Never better.

Yo, Chuck? You're on speaker.

That's Danny's subtle way of telling you

not to say anything that
would embarrass him.

But don't hold back on my account.

Okay.

Hey, uh, I sent your code to,

uh, some of my Jesuit brothers.

And, uh, I think we
figured out the answer.

And the answer may shake
the very foundations

of Western civilization.

Shh!

Are you guys holding in your laughs?

'Cause I can't tell over the phone.

If I say yes, will you
tell me what it is?

Sheesh. You two are a
delight this morning.

Well, the Kreisau code was next

to a very specific Jesuit Bible

that all of these guys would have had.

This Bible was not there accidentally.

It was the key.

Nothing? Really?

Nick Cage? National Treasure?

You guys are really, uh,
draining all of the fun

out of this for me,
you know that, right?

Anyway, this Jesuit library had

copies of the Kreisau Bible,

so we went through it.

Took us a couple hours, but

we figured out the code.

Now, each number corresponds
to a different letter,

in reference to a specific verse.

We put it all together, and...

It spelled "Sauber-Depot, garage 18."

Sauber-Depot?

Sounds like an old military base.

Yeah.

The Internet said that
it's, uh, an old, uh,

an old Panzer repair depot from the war.

And Maps says that it's

not that far from your castle.

Why would they take
Cleopatra to an army base?

Well, there's not many more
secure places in the '40s

than a German military base.

Hey, thanks, Chuck.

Hey, no problem. You know what?

We'll call it even if you can
pick me up some of those, uh,

those apple pancakes they got...

My God, is he a chatty one.

Look, about last night...

- what happened or didn't...
- Don't.

Don't. You're you, I'm me.

It's best if we accept it.

Yeah.

Come on. Let's go.

We're actually ahead of Farouk for once.

Garage 18.

Not exactly where you'd expect

to find the last queen of Egypt.

Maybe that's why no one has.

If Cleopatra was here,

I'm guessing she wasn't here for long.

These walls make no sense here.

They block the whole bay

and serve no structural purpose.

Something behind this wall.

Yeah?

After you.

It's a freight elevator.

To where, I wonder.

The Germans hid their

treasure in underground vaults

to protect them from bombardment.

So if they were in enough of a hurry,

they could've left Cleopatra down there.

Let's find out.

- We'd better be careful.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, God!

Yeah.

Whoa.

Wow.

The good news is we're rich.

This was melted down from the jewelry

of the people they sent to the camps.

Oh.

Wow.

Lexi.

Cleopatra was here.

In the photo, this was the
top of her sarcophagus.

Must have been hard to travel with.

In the rush to get out,

they just pried it off and left it.

I can't believe this.

Least we're getting closer.

Closer? To what?

Cleopatra?

Farouk?

What a waste.

"Close" is just another
word for "nothing."

You been looking for me?

Who are you?

One of them?

One of who?

Serapis.

They call themselves The Brotherhood.

Does it look like I'm one of them?

Turn around.

I said turn around.

So, who are you?

I won't ask again.

Lexi Vaziri.

Vaziri.

Reza Vaziri's daughter.

A greedy little girl who shed her skin

like a snake to become a Westerner.

Who betrayed her own people,

got her father killed.

I betrayed my own people?

You killed hundreds of our
people, bombed the pyramids.

The pyramids are nothing but

an attraction to Western tourists.

A symbol of a conquered people.

You didn't find Cleopatra there.

You won't find her here, either.

You tell me where she went,

or this place becomes your tomb.

I'll never tell you anything.

Two men are coming.

Have it your way.

Thanks.

We're trapped.

Well, we might be able to make it out.

Up there.

Right.

You know, in case this doesn't go well,

- I think we should talk about...
- No, no, no.

We are not having an "in case this

- "doesn't go well" conversation.
- Okay, but if it doesn't...

We're gonna be fine.

Look, when Chuck and I were kids,

we used to love the Airplane! movies.

Huh?

Seriously? Airplane!?

"Don't call me Shirley."

Why are you telling me this?

In the movie, Macho Grande is

that thing you can't get over.

Thing you hold on to even
when you should let it go.

Chuck thinks you're my Macho Grande.

So, is Chuck right?

Am I your Macho Grande?

Danny.

Danny!

Danny! Hold on.

Come on.

Lexi!

Oh, boy.

Uh... little help?!

Help!

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