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Attendez.

Par ici.

Le Fur, non! Pas la voiture.

- Good. And this?
- A dog. D-o-g.

- Good. And that?
- A cow. C-o-w.

Great. You're on a roll.
OK, what about this one?

An owl. O-w... I?

Good. Very good.

I'm gonna have to take your word
on the next one.

It's a pig. Trust me.

Yeah. Hello. Listen, I don't know
who I'm calling. I just got a page.

Roosters crow at the dawn,
hoping to arouse the barnyard.

But the owl knows
it is still late at night.

The foxes are about.
The master sleeps.

This is who we are.

I'm new to the area,
so when my supervisor brought up the idea

I didn't even know where to begin.

So I took a shot
and called your hospital.

You were referred to me
by Mr Hudson and Dr Thomson.

- They just think the world of you.
- Um...

That hospital deals with highly distressed,
psychologically scarred people,

which is why I'm a bit puzzled, Ms Knight.

We're an overseas company
which just won a small contract with Boeing.

Most of our employees
are new to Seattle.

They're away from their friends,
have new homes. And the rain.

So most of the problems will be nothing like
the intensity of what you do at the hospital.

It's great that you're willing
to help them adjust.

Now, it would only be... Who knows?
A couple of nights a week. By appointment.

I'd like to hire a woman.
You're perfect for us.

For you, I guess it's something new.

Low stress. The pay is good.

And I understand you and Jordan
could use a little extra income.

- Well, you really did your homework.
- We only want the kind of people we want.

Open the pod bay door, please, HAL.

Istanna.

Ja.

Only twice in 2,000 years
has the Millennium Group been so divided.

But this is our darkest hour.

I never thought
members would kill members.

You think the Owls took the cross?

You have proof they killed Le Fur?

Who else would know we'd finally
found it?

We've been searching for the Crucifixion
cross for eight centuries, as have others.

- They would never have given it up so easily.
- Been a change in your ideology?

Of course not. But we're working
against the hysteria caused by these times.

We defeat our entire purpose
if we succumb to it.

- Why would they do it now?
- I agree.

If a theological event does not occur
within the next 665 days,

then the Owls' belief in a secular millennium
decades from now is correct.

They would gain control
of the Millennium Group in 666 days.

Of course, they believe the Roosters create
hysteria crowing about the impending dawn.

And that our beliefs endanger the world.

They know our faith in the power of the cross.
Taking it weakens us.

And in their possession, whether
they believe it or not, makes them stronger.

You know I believe the time is near,
but I will not fight against our own,

unless we have proof.

- We have to begin our investigation.
- Yes. Yes.

- Our best people.
- Maybe we should open the books.

The Group is already unstable without
initiating candidates who aren't ready.

Frank Black. Lara Means. They're ready.

Their abilities could be of great use in this.

An investigation that I believe will heal
and reunite the Millennium Group.

There's only one person who could do that,
whom both Roosters and Owls respect,

and at this moment is our only hope.

Aerotech's a South American company that's
won their first big North American contract.

They build throttle levers
and igniter plugs forjet engines.

- Ms Knight told me about how they work.
- Jordan has school tomorrow.

I know. I'm sorry. I didn't know
that the meeting was gonna go so long.

We got to talking about our families.
She wanted to know about you and Jordan.

- Naturally I had to hide some stuff.
- Oh.

But overall I felt like
I could really open up to her.

It was nice to have somebody to talk to.

Frank, I didn't anticipate wanting this job.
I took the meeting just out of curiosity.

But... I feel like it could be
something really good.

Something of your own.
You should do it.

I think it'd be really good for you.

If there's anything I can do to help...

Here we go.

So every Tuesday and Thursday night
from about six until ten.

Just until I get a permanent sitter.

Let Jordan stay over. I'd like that.
I'll take her to school in the morning.

It felt like family there
for a minute again.

- Yeah. Good night.
- Good night.

Knowing you,

I'd have thought you'd have read every article
and research paper on the subject.

It's all right, Lara.
We all have our doubts.

And we have our certainties.

And I'm certain
that the millennium is not imminent.

There are others in the Millennium Group
that know this as well.

The Owls have proof.

We've developed evidence

since Galileo smuggled his work
to Group members while under Church arrest.

The earth will change, Lara.

There will be an event, Lara.

But our prophecy is a more secular,
scientific understanding.

In the way that I can prophesise that the sun
will set tonight and rise in the morning.

In the way Einstein's theory of relativity
prophesised the existence of black holes

decades before anyone could observe
the natural phenomena.

Think about it, Lara.

How many times in history
has theological apocrypha created hysteria,

been used to assume power,
diverted focus from actual vital concerns?

How many times must Ezekiel,
Mark 13 and Revelation be wrong?

To prove we are right?

Work with us, Lara.

Work with us
and we'll relieve you of your gift

and prevent you
from going completely insane.

Is that a prophecy?

- Bonk.
- Bonk.

It's Watts.

Why don't you run upstairs, sweetheart?

It's OK. He's my friend.

I've had enough. You don't ever come
to my house again unless I invite you.

- Your modem line's been tapped.
- What?

- I could only make contact unannounced.
- Did you see her face?

- Why didn't you tell me about this?
- I could call the police.

- Are you with them?
- I'm not even sure I'm with you.

I don't know who or what you are exactly.

Frank, I've wanted to tell you.
Right now I need for you to know.

There's an investigation I need you for.

Lara Means has already agreed to join me,
even though... the others disagree.

- It's not the time.
- No.

The time is now, Peter. Now.

The Group convinced me
to return to a realm,

for the safety of my family
and my sanity,

that I never wanted
to experience again.

Now, I agreed to work for them

because I believed that they were
a criminal investigative consulting firm.

I was devoted.
I respected Millennium. I respected you.

Now it's all distorted
with hints and intimations.

Passwords and candidacies.

Centuries-old origins.
End-of-the-world prophecies.

- Secrets and lies.
- I never lied to you.

You knew the identity of the man
that stalked my wife. For years.

You never told me. That's a lie.

You knew that I would kill him.
You knew I'd get separated from my family.

You left your family.
But you didn't leave us.

Over the last year of your candidacy,

this group has shown you
a plane of good and evil

and a prophetic direction that you
have come to understand and to accept.

Past and future events that we understand
can only be known to a select few

in order to guide the world through
the coming crisis which is inevitable.

Guide or control?

Can you imagine the effect conclusive
evidence of doomsday would have

on a world in which millions believe they've
been abducted and experimented on by aliens

with the cooperation
of government officials?

A country which obsessed for decades
on Elvis sightings? Roswell?

It's no more ludicrous
than you expecting me to believe

that a handful of people, a secret society,
can control the destiny of millions.

Look at this.
This image dates from 1500 BC.

This is God in the form of the Egyptian
Amen-Re. The ever-present eye.

Annuit coeptis. The king sees.

He watches the actions of his people in life,
that they may be judged in death.

This is a Masonic seal.
A secret society.

Novus ordo seclorum.
A new secular order.

The long-standing dream
of Freemasonry.

At the Declaration of Independence,

there were so many Masons,
they could have formed a lodge.

And the Master of the Alexandria Lodge
at that time...

It's not enough.

I have an idea what those men
were about, what they created.

The fact is I know nothing about the man
standing in the darkness of my house.

Until I know more, I don't want anything
to do with Millennium, or you.

Robert Le Fur, based in Paris, but did some
exceptional work for us in the Middle East.

The Holy Land.

I examined his dossier, although
there were far too many censored lines

to get a true psychological understanding
of the victim.

This is the crate.

The crate?

Peter, I need more information.

If you want a profile
on who committed this act,

knowing what the suspect is after
is half the distance to the goal line.

- A piece of wood.
- A piece of wood.

OK. Like an end table?
Tony Gwynn's bat?

The cross of the Crucifixion.

Early in the fourth century, the emperor
Constantine allowed his mother Helena

to travel to Jerusalem
in search of the cross.

Beneath the Church of the Holy Sepulchre
she found three crosses,

two marked "thief' and one "INRl" -
"one to be mocked or humiliated".

She cut this cross into three pieces,

sending one to Constantinople,
one to Rome and leaving one in Jerusalem.

The first two pieces were lost, but the third
was captured by the Muslims in the Crusades.

The Muslims were prepared
to return the cross

until Richard Lionheart
slaughtered his Arab prisoners.

Legend indicated Saladin then had the cross
buried beneath a mosque in Damascus

as a means of humiliating the Christians.

Using the Geographic Information System,

computer cryptography
of ancient Muslim text,

ground-penetrating radar,

and under the tightest
compartmentalised secrecy,

what was hidden for nearly eight centuries...
last week we found.

There's no image of the suspects.

The security camera was subjected to
an intense blast from an ultrasonic device.

This is a fairly hi-tech, hard-to-
get-your-hands-on piece of equipment.

It isn't some opportunistic crook.

Whoever did this is connected to a group
that's well funded, well organised,

and understands the magnitude.

Millennium spent a great deal of effort
to discover this. For what purpose?

Obviously you weren't gonna display it in the
Millennium Group Believe It Or Not Museum.

I can't imagine you putting it up for auction
or selling it to the Vatican.

The patriarch of Jerusalem carried the cross
into battle before the Crusaders.

For nearly a century
they did not suffer a single defeat

unless the cross was not present.

The Muslim army was victorious
as long as it was in their possession.

They weren't defeated until it was buried.

Even the Nazis had the Vichy government
in Damascus looking for the cross,

convinced of its mystical power.

Should a battle...

Should Armageddon occur,

we must have the cross in our possession.

Even if some members believe that
it's still the middle of the night?

The Owls have hacked into the Millennium
mainframe and sent you messages.

A candidate like you
is valuable to either side.

- And Frank?
- Frank's a civilian now.

My guess is that you're with others
who believe that the Owls are responsible.

I don't believe that they are.

The Owls believe
in a secular millennium event.

To them, the cross means nothing.

If the Roosters were to prove
the Owls were involved,

all they would accomplish
within the Millennium Group is a civil war.

That everyone everywhere would lose.

- Just on my way out.
- First appointment?

- How did it go?
- Good. I can't talk about it, of course.

If it's one of our employees,
I don't even wanna know.

Sorry to bother you.
Can I use the phone?

My car's dead.
It's the battery or something.

Need to call your husband?

This is Watts. I briefed her.

- And?
- She now knows about the object.

I felt, for the good of our goal,
she had to know.

I think we can trust her.

I'm on my way to the Capital.

See if our friends at the Company
know about what we're looking for.

Drive safe.

Hey. Is it the battery?

From the smell of it, you roasted the whole
electrical system out or something.

Hello. I'm Clear Knight.
You must be Catherine's husband.

Is this Jordan?

She should come over
and play with my little girl.

- Maybe we should do that.
- Yeah, I think Frank and Carl would hit it off.

Let's do it.

- You need any help here, Frank?
- We'll have to leave this here.

No problem. Let's talk about these plans
Thursday night, Catherine.

Sure.

The thing about cigars
is that they bind people together.

- That's an interesting point.
- No, it's not.

What the hell...?

It's OK. I got my cellphone. Thanks.

Thanks, anyway.

Yeah, man, the whole electrical system
is gone in one shot.

Got me, what could cause that.
I'll have to tow it to a shop.

Hook it up. I'll be right back.

- Ms Knight?
- Frank.

- Everything all right?
- Yeah. They're gonna tow it.

- Thank you for helping Catherine last night.
- Any time.

We're so pleased
to have both of you in our family.

I have a meeting to run off to, but
if you need to use my phone, go right ahead.

Thank you.

Huh.

Millennium Group autopsy.
Subject: Gordon Johnston.

You know, this is the room where
President Kennedy's body was examined.

Everyone's trust died in this room.

Means is here at my request.
I'm responsible.

You know, Peter,
I will be very honest with you.

I would have suspected you of working for
the other side before I suspected Johnston.

- Out! Millennium Group only.
- We are the Millennium Group.

We demand to be involved in this autopsy.

We will not accept
your side's findings otherwise.

- Is that a threat?
- It's clear Johnston has been murdered.

If any evidence should indicate responsibility
of either Owls or Roosters,

I'm sure you know what's in danger.

The future... of the future.

Why else would his stomach
be flooded with gasoline?

I'm agreeing with you. You're failing
to see my point about the blunt trauma.

Well, these are preliminary reports

of carbon-isotope dating
on the wood found in the trunk.

But the carbon build-up from the fire makes a
precise dating of the wood nearly impossible.

Mr Watts?

X- ray and ultraviolet imaging results
on Mr Johnston's body.

Thank you.

Peter, I've been comparing this murder
to Le Fur's in Amman

and I believe that
there actually are some connections.

Lara.

You're excused from the Millennium Group
until further notice.

What?

- On what grounds?
- I may contact you.

Then we may never contact you again.

Now, get out of my sight.

Now it's time.

Hey. You looking for me?

You must be.
I'm the only one that lives here.

Easy, Mr Black.

This is who we are.

I made this!