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Da Vinci experimented with vibrations.
A dagger touched by the heavens.
Previously on The Lost Symbol...
We got to figure out what Blake's been up to.
He's been on the phone with Istanbul.
A long-range antipersonnel technology.
He could wipe out our accounts.
All those in favor
of turning the device over?
I'm his mother.
-You're my mother, too. -Then you need to leave.
He's hidden something in the barn.
My boy.
-Hey. -Hey, are you there yet?
I still got a half hour left.
Some bridge closed, and I got rerouted.
She's still not answering.
You said she never answers.
Yeah, uh, I did. I did say that.
Call me when you get there, and be careful.
-Will do. -Okay. Bye.
This muffle furnace tops out at 1,400 degrees Celsius.
Hot enough to turn anything to dust.
Including the pyramid, whatever it's made of.
What? W-Wait a minute. That would destroy it.
-Exactly. -I thought we were here to do X-rays on it
or run it through the mass spectrometer.
No. I'm done.
He's done.
We are going to stop him by obliterating the path
to the only thing he seems to care about.
What about what you care about?
Since this started, you've been talking
about the wisdom as if it was real.
I mean, God, l-look around. Everything you've built.
If this could, on some level, validate your theories,
then wouldn't you want to know?
You need to get your own material.
What?
I used that line on Warren to get him to help us.
Okay. Regardless, uh, the point is...
The point is, this isn't about me.
Admit it, it's you.
You've changed.
Now you're the one who needs to know.
I-I study history, I don't destroy it.
S-Sure, if there's something buried out there,
a-an ancient instruction manual, a psychic lesson plan,
h-however is it that this wisdom actually, tangibly presents,
then, yeah, I-I would like to see it.
So this is purely an academic pursuit for you.
Basically, yeah.
Then you'll get over it.
-Your dad's gonna be here soon.
He's got ten minutes.
What?
Oh, no, it was nothing.
What?
I was just thinking this isn't the type
of "morning after" ritual couples usually engage in.
"Couples"?
Oh, you know what I mean.
We could not talk about it, if...
I mean, maybe not, like, right now.
Yeah, exactly. With-- Yeah.
Whenever. Or not, even.
Uh...
Dad...
I don't understand. It was at your mother's?
-He hid it there. -What?
Dad.
Mom knew he was alive.
She's the one who's been giving him money.
She's... she's known all along.
That can't be. She would never...
He's been manipulating her,
and she doesn't understand what he's become.
So now, we are going to destroy that pyramid,
and end this once and for all.
No.
I fear his plan is far more complex than we knew.
He has something.
So you handed over this device to him.
-I was outvoted. -Outvoted.
From what you've told us, this thing
could cause serious damage.
And if that comes to pass, I will be forced to live with it.
I think there may be another reason he wants it.
A device that creates vibrations,
I have to believe it's about resonance.
Exactly. He was writing about it in his journals.
Yes. -Vibrational phenomena,
cymatics, how sound can create patterns and...
And symbols.
The Leviathan Cross, the circumpunct.
Symbols have been opening doors all along.
It makes sense that the final door would be the same.
It's Nuñez.
Hey, you there yet?
Yeah.
Yeah, okay.
What's going on? Did he talk to your mom?
No, he never made it.
He saw...
Zach testing the device, I think.
And it did something to him, to Nuñez.
He was bleeding from his ears and he blacked out.
-Is he all right? -He says he is. I don't know.
We can't destroy the pyramid now,
it gives him nothing to lose.
So what do we do next?
We get there first.
We find the ancient wisdom.
That is the way we stop him.
He's right.
Langdon, you have been trying to find it.
Over and over again.
Never with the three of us together.
Okay.
What was the last clue you guys figured out?
It was a pseudonym.
Uh, Isaacus Neutonuus.
-Newton. He was a Freemason? A Rosicrucian.
An alchemist.
Alchemy.
You said there was a clue about the 33rd degree?
"All will be revealed at the 33rd degree."
We used my 33rd degree ring to open the box
that revealed the Rose cross.
What if there's another meaning?
Temperature, on an older scale.
Not Fahrenheit or Celsius.
-The Newton scale. -And on the Newtonian scale,
the boiling point of water, which is the quintessential
alchemical process, occurs at...
33 degrees. Brilliant.
It's telling us to boil it.
Look, the capstone. Something's happening.
"Eight Franklin Square."
The pyramid has its alchemy, and we three, it appears,
have our own.
Let's look up the address.
I think I know how to end this.
So, your son's gone from kidnapper
to murderer to domestic terrorist.
And now, thanks to this Leviathan group,
he has classified government technology.
So you understand, Mr. Solomon,
every one of your members will be held accountable for this.
-Even you. So be it.
But right now, I am just here to help you apprehend
-the real threat. Don't take this the wrong way,
but you don't look like you're in a position to help anyone.
I assume you know why he's doing this.
The portal. It's been a topic of curiosity here for years.
Never put any stock in it, personally.
Others have developed a bit of a fetish.
It doesn't matter if you think it's real.
-Mal'akh does. -And how is it
you're going to help us catch him?
They figured out where it is.
We'll give you the location.
You'll use it to lure him and, uh, take him out.
Okay. Where is it?
We have a condition. -Hmm?
If we unearth this wisdom, whatever form it takes,
-we share it. -With whom?
-Everyone. We go public.
Demystify it.
You'd be acting against your sacred oath.
If we make it public, then no one will ever again
mount such a destructive mission to find it.
If you truly believe there's a power in this wisdom,
what's to prevent others using it for evil?
I have to believe that, in the end,
the good in us will triumph.
You're being naïve.
-Deal. -Charlene.
Oh, let's face it, Ellison,
you've become obsessed with this.
In some ways you're no better than this Mal'akh.
I need to focus on what's real here,
and in this case, it's eliminating the threat.
So how do we tip him off about the location?
Don't suppose you have his number?
No.
But he has ours.
Sounds nice.
Kind of like a cosmic cowbell.
This is the vibration written of
in the Vedic Brahmanas.
The frequency of creation.
That'll work, too.
Okay. The frequency is locked and loaded.
Chatter on the network.
The Almas Temple.
8 Franklin Square.
Where are you going?
To end it.
Hero 1 to Sandman, what is your status?
Sandman Actual, in position and ready.
Copy.
Langley?
Langley sees you.
Now we wait.
Can't even see the temple from here.
Safer that way. Just be patient.
Do you think he's even gonna show?
How would I know? It's your plan.
Hey. You okay?
Do you think, if they catch him, we'll be allowed to see him?
I have no idea. Would you want to?
I feel like I owe it to him,
maybe to myself,
just to see if there's any of him left in there, you know?
God, is that crazy?
No. It's not crazy.
I might have something.
Possible target, heading up the temple steps.
Sandman Actual.
I have eyes on the target.
It's him.
-Weapons hot.
Go on my signal.
Go.
Get down!
Sandman Actual to Hero 1.
Target secure.
Nice work.
Let's get him to his new home.
You're welcome.
Understood.
They got him.
-Y-You're sure? -I'm sure. This is what we do.
Oh, my God.
What are you doing?
-Calling Sato. -No calls.
Give it to me.
I'm not giving you my phone.
Hand it over.
Wow. So that's the state of civil liberties in this country.
You know, I don't even know why I'm surprised.
Just following orders.
What orders?
We're supposed to be partners on this.
Is there something you're not telling us?
Site's secure.
-We can bring them in. -Who?
Langdon. The Solomons.
That's no longer happening.
What the hell is going on?
Who's that?
Is that...
Benjamin York. You know him as Samyaza.
What the hell is he doing here?
Blake tracked him down off the intel you collected.
Found him in a Chechen prison. Real shithole.
Clear the room.
Yes, sir.
You're making a mistake.
You must have known that we'd want first crack at this.
And if there's wisdom in the temple, Mr. York
is going to help us find it.
It's not here.
Anything down there?
The foundation is on solid bedrock.
Nothing is buried here.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
I saw the capstone with my own damn eyes.
It said "Eight Franklin Square."
Briggs, put Langdon on.
-Briggs? Sorry.
Briggs can't come to the phone right now.
Who the hell is this?
They played you.
"Eight Franklin Square."
The pyramid has its alchemy, and we three,
it appears, have our own.
Let's look up the address.
I think I know how to end this.
Here, look at this.
There was some kind of wax hiding this grid.
Here, I'll-I'll draw it.
No, no, um, I have a better idea. Hang on.
It's a blend
of astrological, Masonic and alchemical symbols,
all of which seem to connect to the ancient mysteries.
It's an eight by eight grid.
Franklin Square.
The secret hides within the Order.
It's not a religious order.
It's the "Order Eight Franklin Square."
-Which is what? -It's a magic square.
Just like in the Dürer engraving.
But created by Ben Franklin.
The secret hides
within the Order Eight
Franklin Square.
So we arrange these symbols
according to these numbers, right?
-Yeah, exactly. -Great, hang on.
Masons and their math, huh?
Well, math is the language in which God wrote the universe.
If you go by the Bible,
His math is pretty bad, actually.
: All right.
-Done. -So, what do you see?
A pictogram.
-An allegory. That's all,
from the symbologist?
I'd interpret it as a picture of heaven and Earth.
Heredom, the holy house sitting above the visible planets.
Moon, Sun, the circumpunct,
also the universal symbol for God.
The arrow pointing down indicates
that it is above Earth,
where we see,
filled with the representations of modern religion,
a pyramid stretching toward heaven,
the enduring symbol of lost wisdom.
And below that, the Winding Staircase of Freemasonry.
Very good.
But we have to look beyond the allegory
to get a location.
Right. It's a map. Of course.
There are two spaces on the third line.
Is that deliberate or are there symbols missing?
Could be. Uh, "Au" from the Latin aurum.
The symbol for gold.
Sigma, delta. Sum and difference.
And that E is one of the alchemical symbols for mercury.
So it's describing the alchemical process,
-but how does that help us? -Yeah, I have no idea.
The symbols that are missing could be telling us
where to look, or maybe how to look.
Heredom, a holy house, yes,
but what is missing is that it is also the code name
that we use for our grandest building,
the House of the Temple.
So,
8 Franklin Square isn't the right address.
We know that, but Mal'akh doesn't.
-So we can use that to trap him. -Yeah.
And we're gonna need Sato's help to do it.
We realized this address, it points to the Almas Temple.
If Mal'akh is led to believe that's where the portal is,
he'll come for it.
We have your people waiting, and this time, we do it right.
If it's there, Blake won't let you near it.
It won't be.
There's another location.
It's probably best you don't know where it is.
As for Blake, we need to go over his head.
Can you get us in to see the director?
We'll give you the location.
You'll use it to lure him and, uh, take him out.
-Deal. -Go.
They got him.
Hand it over.
Stay put.
Hey, what's going on, Officer?
Got a complaint of a Peeping Tom.
You look like a Tom.
I'm with the management company.
You got ID?
Check my pocket. I'm CIA.
Yeah, I know. Now don't move.
We good? -Yep.
-What do you think you're doing? -Shut up, Tom.
Figure you got about 15 minutes
till the rest of the CIA gets wise.
Don't worry about me. Go.
There she is. House of the Temple.
Modeled on the great tomb of King Mausolus
-at Halic... Halicarnassus.
One of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.
Literally, every time we drive past it.
Do we just knock on the front door?
Pull around the north side. I have a way in.
Guess they haven't revoked your access code.
Leviathans be damned. I'm still a Master Mason.
They can't take that from me.
Follow me.
This must be the Temple Room.
The beating heart of Heredom.
This is where 33rd degree Masons
hold our most sacred rituals.
Incredible.
There's nothing at the Almas Temple.
So either Langdon got it wrong, or he duped us.
Thoughts?
Like I said: you had to know we wanted first crack.
So I guess you did.
I don't know whether to have you renditioned or buy you a beer.
Where's the actual location?
He didn't tell me.
He knew you'd ask me that,
and he knew I'd have to tell you.
So you let Langdon keep you in the dark?
-I trust him. -Trust?
Yeah. You should try it some time.
Listen up. The tranqs will be wearing off by now.
-Don't take any chances. -Copy.
Oh, shit.
Now look up.
It's the inside of a pyramid.
And we're directly underneath it.
Stairway out the front, pyramid above,
and the eye of God looking down.
It could be here.
Where?
"From the light
of the divine word, the Logos..."
"Comes the wisdom of Life."
Well, I've never seen a portal to godhood before,
but I'm gonna take a wild stab and say it's the giant altar
in the middle of the room.
The altar, symbolic of the Masons' quest
to commune with the Creator.
Dad, does it open somehow?
It's solid marble.
Well, maybe it's under the altar, then?
No. This isn't right.
Here? The altar?
It's too easy. We're missing something.
Show me the grid.
There. To the right of Heredom.
What's that symbol?
A down arrow. -I don't think so.
I was wrong. It's-it's not an arrow
pointing down, it's... it's a sword pointing up.
So now we're looking for a sword?
And not just any sword. The Tyler sword.
The Tyler sword.
It's kept it in a display case downstairs,
but that is just a replica.
The real one is behind that throne.
Look. On the hilt, a Mason's square.
What about the other side?
An ouroboros.
It's another Masonic symbol.
Yes, but no. They don't belong together.
The square is normally paired with the compass.
So maybe these are our missing symbols, then.
Possibly, yes.
Pen.
What's the order, though?
The Square is an L.
Laus Deo.
-"Praise be to God." -The map is complete.
This tells us the final location.
A staircase under a pyramid,
inside an Egyptian obelisk
rising 555 feet above the city.
Security guard.
Stay here. I'll deal with this.
Good evening. Would you mind?
Oh, Mr. Solomon. Didn't recognize you.
I know, I-I've lost a bit of weight recently.
You shouldn't have come here.
I'm sorry, I know it's after hours.
No, there's a federal alert out on you.
I'm going to have to detain you, sir.
You're joking, right?
Is there anyone else with you?
-I heard voices. -No. No, no, I'm sorry.
I was praying.
Come on, l-let's get this sorted out, shall we?
Thank you for understanding, sir.
That's quite all right.
"Laus Deo" is inscribed on the pyramidion
atop the Washington Monument.
That's where we need to go.
So it all comes back to George Washington.
Full circle.
The father of Freemasonry in America,
and they buried the wisdom under the monument
that immortalizes his memory.
We're so close.
Okay.
Maybe it isn't just an academic pursuit.
I know.
I'm gonna go check on your dad.
Langdon?
Hey, sis.
Can't find what you're looking for?
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