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Yes!

Ava?

Goddamn it.

The goddamn shower just tried to kill me.

What? I suppose you enjoy
getting blasted by, like,

a thousand jets of ice-cold water?

Well, I don't know what magical land
you're from

where the showers
are the perfect temperature from go,

but, um, you gotta give this one
a minute to heat up.

He's into me.

He busted in like
he was gonna slay a dragon to save me.

Let me set it up for you.

And he saved me from drowning.

And from that demon I hallucinated.

Oh, goddamn it.

There's a pattern here,
and it's Ava being pathetic.

So, it has ambient lighting,
mood music, steam therapy.

He's not into me. He's just being nice.

Yeah.

Basically, everything you never knew
you needed in a shower.

I should tell him
I can walk through walls.

So what if I can't swim or use a shower?

I rose from the fucking dead.

Why is this so complicated?

Oh, fuck. That was out loud.

It's cool. I mean,
You can roll with my preset if you want.

Roll with his presets?

Wait, is he flirting with me?

But I gotta warn you. It's intense.

Oh, definitely flirting.

Your body mod is badass.
Where'd you have it done?

My body what?

The scar on your back?

Oh. That was from a car accident.

I probably have a bunch of scars from it.

Can we just leave it at that?

Yeah, of course.

Sorry. I thought... It's just that
it's a perfect circle, so...

Wait. What? That's just bizarre.

So, uh, breakfast?

- Yeah, sure.
- Yeah? Nice. Cool. Um...

Why did...

Now they knew we were coming.

Why else would there be
mercenaries waiting for us?

That has never happened before.

What's changed?

It's no wonder we couldn't single her out.

The chiringuitos were packed
with girls just like her last night.

She'll be easier to spot during the day.

We need to keep canvassing.

We need more eyes.

I'll check in with the parishes.

Someone must have seen her.

We'll find her.

She's out there somewhere.

So are the mercs that killed Shannon.

And every second
you spend on that dead girl

is another second that they walk free.

Tell me you were able
to piece the shrapnel back together.

The heat from the blast
warped the fragments beyond my ability.

So you were off
chasing conspiracy theories

instead of helping the rest of us
find the Halo?

You just can't stop drooling
over that thing, can you?

You've been clamoring for the Halo
your whole life,

you can wait a little longer.

Sure, why not?

It's not like the fate of the world
hangs on it. Oh, wait...

You're just pissed 'cause you were
screwed out of your legacy.

Could we please
not use that language in church?

Legacy?

Let's focus on the crisis at hand, please.

You're right, Mary.

I am here because
my family has contributed six Halo-Bearers

over three centuries.

But I earned my spot as Next in Line.

I train longer and harder
than anyone else,

which you'd know if you ever bothered
to show up for combat skills.

Baby girl, I have two shotguns.

When you have two shotguns,
you don't need combat skills.

Until we get the Halo back,
the entire Order is vulnerable.

Maybe try caring about something
other than yourself.

Enough.

That was unfair.

Was it, though?

She doesn't belong here.

She never did.

Special treatment again.

Vows aren't the only way
to express dedication.

She's no less committed to the Order
than you are.

She should be committed.

Mary, I know you're suffering.

We all are.

I promise, as soon as the Halo is secured,

we'll give the altercation at the docks
due diligence.

It wasn't just an altercation, Father.

It was an ambush.

No one packs custom armor-piercing rounds
like this for basic security work.

They knew we were coming.

They were ready.

And if we don't figure out who hired them

and neutralize them, we're gonna have...

We need to go.

Now.

Whoever did this is gonna pay.

Whoever did this wasn't human.

Demons can't cut off heads
or slice into people.

Wraith demons can't.

But I think this may have been a Tarask.

From the ancient texts?

Yes.

Unlike the wraith demons,

a Tarask can take corporeal form
in our world,

which means it can do physical damage.

Fatal damage.

A higher-order demon
hasn't been seen in over a century.

The Halo must have been exposed
for too long.

Or it senses the weakness of the Bearer.

What does it want?

To claim the Halo for Hell.

And now that it's caught
the scent, it won't stop searching,

killing anyone in its way.

All the more reason the Halo needs
to be borne by someone who's ready.

I'll pull every manuscript
that references the Tarask.

See what strategies
have worked in the past.

Go.

Do what you need to do for Shannon.

We have to find Ava
before the Tarask does.

It's been lost from the Church...

since the Third Crusade.

I suspected we'd find it here.

Boy, it must be... almost six kilos.

Our biggest find to date, Kristian.

No question.

Whoever you're paying off...

worth every penny.

According to accounts from 1532 and 1749,

Tarasks can only appear
in our mortal realm in short bursts.

They seem to be tethered to Hell.

- That's good news.
- You'd think.

But the Tarask inevitably tracks down
the Halo-Bearer despite that limitation.

Any luck finding a way to slay it?

Every entry I can find on the subject
arrives at the same conclusion.

Only the combination of Halo-Bearer
and Divinium Sword can destroy it.

Father?

If the Tarask gets the Halo...

and takes it to Hell...

what will happen?

Hell will rise up.

Heaven will fall.

Not a good day for humanity.

- Your Eminence.
- Sister.

Father Vincent.

When I left word with your office,
I didn't realize you were in the area.

I'm in town on other business,
fortunately.

For a thousand years,

the Halo remained
in the safety of this Order.

How did our greatest weapon against evil
end up in a non-believer?

Our surgeon made the best
of an impossible situation.

There's no precedent
for something like this.

No contingency plan.

An oversight we need to address.

However, the Halo is our sole focus
until it's back in the fold.

Of course. I'm working on it.

I expected nothing less.

Let me know how I can help.

I take it Mother Superion filled you in
on the ambush at the dock...

and Sister Shannon.

Yes.

It would appear
someone is taking an interest in Divinium.

The timing is unfortunate.

Something I should know?

Perhaps when your plate isn't so full.

Sister Lilith is Next in Line.

Is she prepared?

- Fully.
- Good.

Her family has supported the Church
steadfastly since the First Crusade.

Her leadership conveys
a foundation of duty and dependability,

something the Order is
in acute need of today.

Keep me updated on your progress,
and I will keep the powers that be

from feeling like they need
to take matters out of your hands.

Thank you.

Father Vincent...

if Sister Lilith doesn't have the Halo
come morning,

I'm not sure how long
I'll be able to cover for you.

Mmm.

This is insane. You seriously made this?

I used to watch cooking shows with my mom.

Translation: he will fight you
for the remote if Cake Wars is on.

He even watches cooking shows
in languages he doesn't understand.

Hey, don't antagonize the man.

Do you want him to stop cooking for us?

This is nice. I've never
hung out with a group of friends before.

I mean, they're not my friends,
but they are a group of friends.

They're so comfortable with each other.

And with themselves.
Like, comfortable in their own skin.

Two days ago, I couldn't even feel
95 percent of my skin.

Me and my skin are practically strangers.

These guys are eventually gonna see
that I'm not like them.

That I'm some kind of a freak.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm just gonna go to the beach.

Not to swim. But even if I was, I don't
need you to keep rescuing me, okay?

I can slay my own dragons.

Okay.

She seems great.

Really stable.

♪ You don't need those bitches... ♪

Mary.

Here for the Lunch Special?

Don't recognize it.

The craftsmanship
and quality is exquisito.

You and I both know
it could have only come from your hands.

You don't reveal your clients' identities,
and under normal circumstances,

I appreciate the hell
out of your discretion.

But I wouldn't ask if it wasn't crucial.

The client's a local.

But your flattery won't work on him.

You're going to have to say pretty please.

La dársena.

The explosion. Talk.

¿Quien eres, puta?

Please tell me you speak English.

My Spanish still needs work.

Vete a la mierda.

My Spanish isn't that bad.

I'm a hired gun.

I can't help you.

Hmm.

Come on.

It wasn't that hard.

I haven't seen one of these
since I was eight.

You ever use it?

Oh.

Nope.

Just one of those guys
that likes to buy a cool knife,

flash around with your mates.

Play who's got the biggest.

I saw it used once, back in the day.

He sliced right here.

The brachial artery.

Once that sucker opens up,
there's no saving you.

All anyone can do is watch.

You'll bleed out in minutes.

My friend is dead.

And I want answers.

Hey, Ava.

It's gonna be hotter than a priest
at a Boy Scout jamboree today.

Judging by your pale skin,
you grew up somewhere dark and depressing.

That's... that's accurate.

So, dark and depressing, huh?

Well, that's ancient history.

Besides, your life is so soft and easy

that you'd probably find happy hour
depressing, huh?

- That was a joke.
- Yeah.

'Cause the word "happy" is in it.

Forget it.

Did you just call me soft?

Well, if the beach house fits...

You don't take offense at "easy," I see.

You got me there.

Hey, about what you said,
that I don't need to rescue you.

- Um...
- Oh, forget it.

You probably didn't even realize
you were doing it.

No.

And I know you don't need my help, um...

Yesterday in the pool, it just...
It just felt good to help someone.

I lost my mother last spring.

Pancreatic cancer, so, um...

I knew it was coming.

I was braced for it.

Happy, actually,
because she was in so much pain.

Yeah.

Sometimes life just...

Changes right out from under you,
you know?

Yeah.

I do know.

So, after her funeral,
I told my dad I was going on walkabout,

and, um... I've been bumming around Europe
ever since.

So I'm not the career outlaw
you thought I was.

Well, I like you anyway.

Is he ringing a dinner bell?

Yeah, Randall likes to be
fashionably on time

- when fancy snacks are on offer.
- Oh.

So...

The party we're crashing tonight
is going to be lit.

Gravy train leaves in 60.

Okay? Those brilliant bursts
of primordial umami perfection

are not going to pop themselves.

Caviar. These PR parties
tend to have the best grub.

So, if you've never had
the really good stuff, hit it up tonight.

With a description like that?
Oh, hell, yeah.

Hey, man, do you mind if I take point?

I see. You wanna impress the lady
with a little front-door action.

Mi purloined press badge
es su purloined press badge.

I cannot believe I'm actually at Arq-Tech.

You've heard about this company?

I read a Wired article
about Jillian Salvius.

Mostly on the biotech stuff,
like neural interfacing.

Did you know she helps people
move stuff with their minds?

So, uh, telekinesis, basically.

The woman creates superpowers
on the daily.

That's cool.

Oh, shit, shit, shit!

Is he here
to take me back to St. Michael's?

Did we keep up those churches?

- Kristian.
- Ah.

Thank you for your invitation,
but please tell me:

Why is a man of the cloth

necessary at a press event
for a tech company?

Cardinal Duretti,
the fact that you're here

tells me that you already know the answer
to that question.

Hmm.

Curiosity.

I sense that whatever she's dreamed up
will impact me...

regardless of my attendance tonight.

Dr. Salvius hopes to bridge the chasm
between our two houses,

and she invites you here to share her view

that religion and science
are two sides of the same coin.

And does that coin spend as well
as the secret you stole

from our innermost sanctum?

Ah, yes. My fall from Vatican archivist
to corporate whore.

No. The advice I provide to Dr. Salvius
regarding the Church

is pragmatic, not sacred.

You abandoned your faith.

I put my faith in truth.

After 30 years in the Church,

I finally understood.

If you want a stairway to Heaven,
you don't call a priest.

You call a carpenter.

Faith is taking the first step
when you can't see the staircase.

Is it?

You've built a career using faith
as a stepping-stone to personal power.

But perhaps, as you bear witness

to a genuine miracle here tonight,

you will be humbled.

I genuinely welcome the attempt.

Please.

Thank you.

Mmm. Oh, my God. Amazing.

That was about 40 euros' worth there,
so best not to fall in love.

It's too late.

You know, for someone
who wants to try everything,

- there sure is a lot you haven't done yet.
- Yeah, well, opportunity was scarce.

Well, not today. Look sharp.

Whoo!

Oh, shit. Shit.

My fault, my friend.

I was so captivated by the lady
that I didn't look where I was going.

- Are you hurt? I'm so sorry.
- Yes.

Are you okay? I didn't see you. I'm sorry.

That was a good one.

Got any more dance moves to teach me?

- Oh, my God. So many.
- Really?

All right.

East wing exit. That should be the one.

Friends, thank you for standing beside me
on the precipice of a future

unlike anything we could have imagined.

Which way to the free booze?

This way.

Don't even look at it.

As many of you are aware,

our pivot into quantum applications
has been deep and far-reaching.

And as my board will tell you...

expensive.

Invitation or no, it is imperative that
I deliver a message from the Vatican

to Cardinal Duretti, immediately.

Now, thanks to a proprietary
superconductive alloy,

I am thrilled to report
a game-changing breakthrough.

I can stabilize the Higgs field
for up to a full minute.

Wait for it.

You gave her Divinium?

No. Jillian unearthed the artifacts
herself and continues to do so.

I am not a magician,

but this is going to look like a trick.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I give you
the world's first quantum portal.

Now, I better get my hand back
before the field collapses.

Mmm. What do they make here?

The future.

No way!

Oh, my God!

I always wanted one of these. Oh, my God.

A wheelchair?

With a neural net.

Let's hit the party.

Okay.

How do I...

Okay.

Okay. Stand back.

I'm guessing there's a learning curve.

Okay.

- Oh, my God.
- Wow.

Oh, my God.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

There aren't any controls.

Use your brain! Come on.

Whoa! Oh, my God. Okay.

Whoo!

- Come on!
- This is crazy.

Your Eminence, such an honor.

Would you care to share
where you stand on quantum realms?

Directly in your path, Dr. Salvius.

I'm sure you are aware that what you call
a "proprietary" alloy

is, in fact, the consecrated property
of the Church.

With all due respect, Cardinal,

the Church can hardly claim ownership
of an entire native metal.

What's next, you sanctify gold?

Platinum?

"We mock that which we do not understand."

The artifacts you have excavated
are fragments of holy relics.

I must insist that
you return them to the Church.

Hmm.

Yes, I've heard the Church
has been hoarding Divinium for centuries,

keeping it under lock and key.

It's almost as though we are safeguarding
against those who would twist and defile

our sacred relics for personal gain.

And shutting out those
who would hold them up to the light.

For the world's gain.

Dr. Salvius, you are dealing with forces

that science, in its smugness,
dismisses out of hand.

Forces that you can't hope to comprehend,

much less control.

Your inability to understand
will be catastrophic for us all.

Hey, um, I think we should
get back to the party.

Yeah.

Whoa.

Check that out.

Oh. It's reacting to me.

How does Jillian Salvius do this stuff?

A motion detector?

Body heat sensor, maybe.

Amen.

What is it?

Camila uploaded Ava's photo

into the National Police
facial recognition system.

I got a hit off a CCTV camera...

in the university campus.

Good work.

See if you can narrow it down
and get Lilith.

- We leave immediately.
- Right away, Father.

And, Camila...

thank you.

Have you given any thought
to what we do when we find her?

Um...

You're not going to give the Halo
to Lilith?

I want to consider all options.

Because you think
this Ava girl has been chosen.

Shouldn't we eliminate all possibilities

before we make a decision
that could kill her?

The politics, though.

I'm very aware.

Lilith has waited this long.

She can wait a little longer.

And Cardinal Duretti?

As long as the Halo is safe,

he will allow for
a certain degree of flexibility.

And how do you propose to handle her
when we bring her back here?

Each of us has a moment...

when we must decide
what we will do with our lives,

with the opportunities
we've been presented.

All I want is to give her the choice.

I don't recall Dr. Salvius
engaging your services this evening.

As I'm sure you are no doubt aware,

Arq-Tech uses in-house security
at exclusive events like these.

Yeah, that's a smart call.

If your goal was a roomful
of breaches and leeches.

Scammer number one.

Two.

And don't get me started on that guy.

Cut to the chase, Mr. Macready.

She sent us into a clusterfuck
the other night.

I lost men,
and someone's gonna answer for that.

Naivety doesn't suit you.

The assignments you take on
can be assumed to carry risk.

Why else would anyone engage you?

Our job was to escort a package
to Arq-Tech. That's all.

Dr. Salvius is well aware of your failure.

A lot of money was spent for your services
with no return on her investment.

Is she aware that
her highly-motivated opposition

were tactically trained nuns?

I knew you were keeping something from me.

- But I'll take it up with her.
- No.

You... will come when called.

Like a good soldier, nothing more.

The theoretical
and practical applications...

are nothing short of mind-blowing.

Teleportation, energy research,

medical treatments, and life extension.

You're... beautiful.

I'm... weird.

Yeah, totally.

Um...

I like you anyway.

I've left no stone unturned
to make sure that in our research, we...

We have trespassers.

I need them found and detained.

I'm on it.

With me, please.

Come.

Ava.

Hey! Come on.

Hey! You saw that back there, right?

Don't slow down now. We gotta bolt, okay?

There was a kid locked in a room.

Like we'll be when we get caught in here.

We need to get back to the party,
blend in, and get out, okay?

This place has something
to do with what happened to me.

Ava.

I have to.

Wait. No. What... what are are you...

Maybe Diego was right.

Maybe I am a freaking lab rat.
Some kind of experiment...

Hello?

Like that little boy.

Hello?

It's okay. I just want to talk.

We might be able to help each other.

Gonna have to help myself then.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!

Amateurs.

Say good night.

They're gonna find her.

- No.
- Better than finding both of you.

Oh! Okay, okay, okay, hold on.

I haven't actually done
anything wrong, so...

- Come on!
- Shit!

Where'd it go?

Back to Hell.

- Did she kill it?
- Without the Sword?

I doubt she even discouraged it.

Ava.

You must have a million questions.

Just one.

Where's the goddamn door?

Hey!

I had a feeling she'd be a handful.

Happy now?

What a mess.

God has a plan for each of us.

Get her legs.