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And this is the pride of our Byzantine collection.

A golden cross, discovered by the famous archaeologist Professor Smaill.

Behind the cross stands lchthus or fish, an ancient Christian symbol.

It is not only an art but also a relic from a time ...

Christians were persecuted in Europe and Asia Minor.

As far as known this cross is unique.

The professor found in the caves ...

which were used as shelters.

Waar is professor Smaill nu?

Now? The professor is still busy with his research on Crete.

Still in Crete. Thanks.

... in the same way as the catacombs of Rome.

The fish was a symbol of Christ because the letters lchthus ...

The first letters were the words of Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior.

Oh, it's you. What is it?

It's after sundown. Your wife was worried.

So the sun has already set? Tell him I'll be so.

And take it, will you?

Godfrey. -Ja, meneer?

Were you an hour ago down here? -No sir.

I've cataloged all day like you had told me.

Did you see anything? No, I heard echoes.

Be careful.

Godfrey, is that you? -Professor Smaill.

Who is that? Who is there? -You Have taken away from me.

You have the cross with the symbol of the fish. Therefore, you must die.

Die?

Who are you?

Do not go searching. In this labyrinth, you can hide your good.

I saw the cross in the museum in England ...

and I knew that it belonged to me.

Belonged to you? Take you kidding me?

It was God's will that I would find it.

So I have sworn ...

that the person carrying the cross with the fish in his possession was, had to die.

And you're the one. -You're crazy.

Not so crazy I will kill you here. You are armed.

No, I'm going to prepare for death precisely when it suits me.

And I do flawless.

Listen again properly. You will never say my name or show my true face.

You die and do not know who you killed.

I can be in any shape to your emerge.

But I'll only be there where you forget to look.

Is that sometimes a hint? -We Will see you very soon.

How can the cross yours?

I have found it here where it is already ages.

Ben je er nog?

Answer me.

Answer.

That was three months ago.

Since then I get reports of my death is being prepared.

My only salvation is that I bring back the cross to the labyrinth.

Do you take this man seriously? -You?

Definitely. I think he's crazy and going to murder you.

You do if you know him.

I know the difference between a joke and an obsession.

I think he's crazy, because another would just steal the cross.

But you have committed theft. No, sacrilege.

You have something picked right where he thinks he has to.

Who thinks he knows the will of God, is perilous.

Then I will tell you something. He's on this boat.

Are you sure? -This I found last night in my cabin.

It could be anyone: a waiter, a steward, the bartender.

Or one of the passengers on our table.

l can be. -You Can be absolutely not.

I say that not because you seem reliable because it is so ...

but because you Crete was already aboard.

There, my assassin and I have come on board.

And some others. -I wonder who it is.

Are you going to England to escape him?

No, not that.

A friend of mine has a Christian tomb discovered in the Middle Ages.

He is an amateur archaeologist ...

but the body in the grave is embalmed in ancient Egyptian fashion.

That is very special. -ls that grave in England?

In Sussex. -This Is our last night on board.

It's for our friends do not like it when you're hiding. Join in.

Shall we? -lemand wants to murder you.

So we had to do it.

Does your wife that you are being threatened? No, just you and my assistant.

There's our man. You escapes us since Gibraltar.

I assure you I had no idea ... No, of course not.

Are we in the Bay of Biscay? -I do not know.

We assume so. Come sit down, Father?

A cleric on board brings bad luck.

But what can happen to us between here and Tilbury?

Sit down. -If The sea is rough, I go straight away.

John falls all night for you. -Then He is now used to it.

If you are locked into a floating days sardine ...

you want to know all the news, so you must tell everything.

What? -He Keeps the silly.

About that mysterious tomb in Sussex. For that, go to England.

I have not said a word. -I do not.

It's my fault.

I read The Times in Gibraltar and was the story there.

All speculation. As a journalist, I want to hear it firsthand.

What was in that piece in The Times?

A spiritual one ... -John Walters.

... a grave under the crypt was found in his church ...

in the town Dulham in Sussex.

And Professor Smaill there would come all the way out to Crete.

Is it true that the body was mummified?

Since I know some of it. I have been to the Babylonian graves.

I only know that if the body was mummified ...

it's a great find.

Not to mention the golden cross.

The Gold Cross, Mr. Tarrant?

According to The Times was there in the grave just such a gold cross ...

if the professor had found in Crete. -Can not.

So it's not true? -I received a telegram from Mr. Walters.

There was nothing in a cross. -A Telegram is expensive. He was broke.

Is it really impossible? If there is a cross, you have not found it.

They let him come. -My Husband is the expert in that area.

Who should do it? It is no coincidence.

I was thinking of a different kind of coincidence.

Excuse me. -Keep Well.

I'll go to him.

What a rude man you've got. Taciturn is an understatement.

And that weird priest walking to always behind him.

Would he want to convert him?

I think I'm getting a little scared beginning.

Another cross in England. Is that possible? -It Could have ended there.

What do you think? Because one cross I am threatened by a madman.

Now pops another on. -It's Just a rumor.

The Times has not been able to confirm it.

Would it be a trap? -No idea.

And your pen pal? He's got a good reputation.

What he found in his church, is real.

Then we can rule him. And our fellow passengers?

Leonard Smyth was obsessed with food and gossip, in that order.

And the American, Mr. Tarrant? -He Is traveling because of his health.

He seems very healthy. And that woman who talks too much?

I thought we were looking for a man.

Diana has not done much research.

She is always present when there emerges something valuable.

En uw assistent, Mr Godfrey?

He is now a year with me. I do not like to lose him.

He allowed his wife not long. -ls he married?

He looks like a bachelor. -Listen.

We now know that my assassin on this ship.

Tomorrow we build and I drive to Sussex. Will you join us?

Love. -Dulham Is a small coastal town.

If any of the passengers or crew shows up there ...

we know who it is. -What Also heard you again in that grave?

You will never say my name and see my true face.

I can pop up in any form.

But I'm only there where you forget to look.

John goes with us to Dulham.

If it's an important find, I want to be there.

You do not first go to your wife? -I am still almost a year away.

So if I may ... -You can go wherever you want.

What unkind. Since Crete are you so blunt.

That finding in Dulham is not mine. But I knew nothing of.

Good night. I'll see you in Tilbury.

Of course he will not go to England.

I'm still just a walk. Will you join us?

Or I go to a walk?

No, I still have to pack. Good night, madam and sir.

Calm down. We do it once and for all when we are in Dulham. Come on.

We are very full, but I'll see what I can do for the men.

Mr. Walters has left this for you.

Thank you.

And this has come with the afternoon mail.

Everybody is curious to the grave. Only the pastor saw it.

The pastor asks if we get food. We and any friends.

After dinner we go to the grave. Can we not now look?

I need to dress up. Can I go to my room?

Of course. If you walk along but.

It is this corridor. A nice, pleasant room.

Mr. Walters will benefit. -I know you. Boon of the Daily Record.

You might want to say something? -Waarover?

That tomb under the church. What do you think?

It could take weeks for the professor to give his opinion.

So long I can not wait. What about the curse?

The pastor told me this afternoon that it is not safe there.

I could feel it. I could not in the grave and did not either.

But as I have been in the crypt. -believes In curses, Mr. Bean?

I'm a journalist. l believe in anything. But you get the chills.

I take the train back tonight.

I do not understand why you come here for that nonsense.

Even so, thanks. -Pardon.

Cheers.

That's new. A disinterested reporter.

I'm slightly. -Because That curse?

No, what was in that letter states that you got. Which is in your pocket.

On the envelope was something in block letters.

You see that often with anonymous letters. May I?

Yes of course.

You'll die in the tomb under the church of Dulham ...

at the precise moment when your hand touches the second gold cross.

These threats come from a madman. -Hoezo?

He wants to kill someone with three or four people there. Madness.

lndeed. He posted yesterday in London.

This morning we put on. Was he on board?

Maybe. Someone else can'm for him have been posted.

With all due respect, this is nonsense. -I agree with Godfrey.

I have said that if someone shows up here on board the perpetrator is.

But there is none. -except ...

There you finally. Well done. -Well All ...

You should go by train, just like us. He has arrived.

We are all again. We will not be fobbed us.

He is speechless.

Yesterday evening we decided we did not want to miss this.

Right, yeah.

Are you interested in antiques? -I have repented.

Are you angry?

If Mr. Walters has no objection has ...

No, we were just with him. -Aardige Guy.

He was absolutely delighted. He has asked us to eat.

I do not know how it is with you, but I have no appetite.

I had wanted us to our meeting ...

just had to eat than cold meat.

But I really did not expect so many guests.

We owe you a burden. -No, I'm very flattered.

Hopefully I suggest you do not disappoint.

When did you start the excavations?

More than a year ago. I knew there had always been a church ...

but I did not think I would do such a find.

The burial chamber is under the crypt. -ls the body of a priest?

I think of a bishop to see the size of the grave.

According to the papers on the body, there is found a gold cross.

Only I have been in the grave. I do not know how they know.

Is there a cross? -Yes.

Same as I found on Crete with lchthus behind?

I do not know, because I have not touched.

Why the hell not? -Tja ...

Because of the curse? -You Know it.

A curse? Stunning. -A Journalist talked about it.

Yes, he had noticed that it was unsafe under the crypt.

For the entrance to the tomb was a stone ...

I unfortunately had to destroy to gain access.

There was an inscription in Latin.

It seems that there are as many as three curses.

The first to open the burial chamber.

The second for the opening of the coffin.

And the third and worst curse for touching the golden relic inside.

On the first two curses have I been exposed.

The third ... -You talk as if you believe in curses.

Mrs Smaill, when I grave a week ago for the first trod ...

I felt an immense degeneration.

Not because body was decayed. Something worse.

Exciting. -The Spirit, if I may call it that ...

is still there. Unaffected.

And you do not know why those curses exist?

Oddly enough though.

I was once a medieval document in the archive.

It was about a ambachtsheer named Guy de Gisors.

He had his sentence put on a black horse.

Therefore, he plundered the sanctuary there ...

and executed the bishop who lived there.

The bishop pronounced a curse ...

For those who would not replace the cross in the tomb.

Or it could remove if it was there again.

The Manor sold the cross to a Jewish moneylender ...

and bought the coveted horse.

When he mounted the horse, he was thrown off and died.

Best man, even if that is true ... -I am not finished yet.

His son succeeded him. He was different from his father.

A strict religious fanatic.

Everything was unchristian, he felt bad.

So he threw the Jewish moneylender at the stake for heresy.

The cross was returned to the tomb.

Since then, no one touched it.

Here you get goosebumps.

But I did not want to miss. -all Nonsense, but fun.

My readers love it from there.

Do you think the cross is in the grave? -I do not doubt that.

It has to. I must emphasize. -I wish I thought so lightly.

If everyone has his coffee, we can start.

Professor Smaill? -Yes of course.

I'll go for a moment.

We go that way. -The Garden by.

It's a bit dark, so be careful.

My goodness, this is not fun. -What Is it cold in here.

As cold as the grave, sweetheart. I -will bring a coat?

Not too close please.

That's where the grave? -Tarrant, Please.

I've dug it themselves without help.

The ground is not as secure as I would like.

One more thing before we enter the grave.

As is known, the body mummified in Egyptian fashion.

You do not know what this discovery is unique.

The body is almost entirely unaffected.

So, follow me. One at a time.

Professor Smaill, you will come next? -Be careful.

Go depth but.

The latter, professor. -Thanks.

Well done. I will help you. -Thank you.

Go back once. Van Bel, sir?

You're doing very well.

If you do not, Mr. Tarrant? -which Ladder do not like.

Somebody has to stay here as it breaks.

Yes, that is so sensible.

Frankly, I do not like corpses.

Pastor Brown? Yeah, I'm coming.

Not too close to each other happy.

All right. So, pastor.

Hier is de lamp.

Good heavens.

This is incredible. -lnderdaad.

Through all these centuries. -Very London will envy me.

Look, Helen. It's incredible. -And The cross, professor Smaill.

It appears to be identical. I must examine the course.

You can find me whacked ...

but I already have two curses on me called to the grave and the coffin.

Therefore, I do not want to touch the cross.

I've already survived so many curses. I'll be by now immune.

Then this is the time, Father Brown.

That's for sure.

So then.

Look at that. -Stay Off.

No op.

What is going on? -There's Been an accident. Stay there.

Is he dead?

No, but it is serious. We need to get him out of here.

Mr. Walters, you want to call the doctor? -An accident? No, not true.

He is going to die. Nobody can save him.

All of us. One by one, all of them.

That's the curse. We can not escape.

All of us, piece by piece.

Good evening, Doctor. There's something about the professor.

It is all very vague. An accident, but what kind of accident?

Our readers are critical.

In cases of violence, they want the gory details.

There was no violence. -may I?

I've already said I like you, if at all, am a journalist.

We do not devour each other, but we are not friends.

I have to tell you anything. -That's What I call not really brotherly.

Fraternal? Does he think I'm a socialist?

Mr Tarrant?

It amazes me that I can see here. I thought you did not like.

I did not say I was afraid of it. -That's right.

I thought you came here again. You seem a curious person.

That makes sense after what I saw down.

The coffin is closed and I am not so strong that I'm getting open.

So the cross is now safe. Yes, the cross is.

And we do not? Are you referring to the curse? -No, I thought of Professor Smaill.

I'm not superstitious, Father Brown.

With all due respect, but you do not.

You were not in the tomb, so you have nothing to fear if any.

Shall we? Later we catch a cold.

I do not suffer from the cold. I am never ill.

How nice for you.

Extend your curiosity also extends to me?

No, I think I know what you are, Mr. Tarrant.

You go for it. -I do not worry about it. You go first.

Is something wrong? -I still feel not good.

Give me another cognac.

How is the professor? Is the doctor there?

Pastor, I have your story?

Mr. Bean? I thought you'd take the evening train.

I wish it was true. I had to continue my editor.

This is full. Where do I sleep? Maybe the minister. Where is he?

Home. We have invited him for a drink, but he left.

He looked bad. -And Confused.

He is not acting like a peaceful preacher.

I must confess that I am not calm at all tonight.

You're different. -What happened?

I do not know. Doctor, how's the patient?

Mr. unfortunately still unconscious.

He needs to go to the hospital tomorrow. Now he can not be transported.

Is he seriously ill? -I can not look into his skull.

Definitely a concussion, maybe worse. You should stay with him.

It's after closing time and I can not buy you a boost myself.

A glass of wine like Scotch. -A Scottish wine and a large whiskey.

If the blow had been harder, his skull was shattered completely.

His injury is serious, but not fatal. Cheers.

Cheers, thanks a doctor.

So, Mr. Godfrey. Do you think it is still madness?

The curse? -No, The professor is threatened.

Do you think it was malicious intent? You saw that the lid fell off himself.

Nothing happens by itself.

Can you explain it? -Not really.

But you know that the professor was threatened.

That cross would be his death and that almost happened.

Almost. -A Killer is not always accurate.

Did you not accidental? Yeah, that's exactly what it was.

As you noticed, I was there.

That is a fact that I constantly keep in mind. Constant.

Pastor Brown, come sit down.

We were just talking about Egyptology. Do you know anything about that?

I was vaccinated against influenza for Lord Carnarvon's expedition in 1923.

Beginning that year, Lord Carnarvon discovered the tomb of Tutankhamen.

Within four months, he died from a mosquito bite. How do you find that?

He certainly was not vaccinated against yellow fever.

Excuse me, I have to go to Mr. Walters.

How very rude He is one convert lost.

Mr. Bean, we're going to ask the pastor has a bed for you.

No? -Ja.

Why not. Here's what you call no one talkative.

Unless that friend you had with you ... -Who? Mr. Tarrant?

He is gone. -Yes indeed. Come on.

It would be good if we had gone in Dulham.

Maybe he will not die.

If he does not die, we have to think of something new.

Should I? -He Hears nothing.

I do not want to talk about it, not now, not here. Maybe never.

Never? I think ... -Keep your mouth and leave me alone.

We had the opportunity and we lost.

What? -lemand able us to listen.

I take care of myself. Nobody helps me, except for the cleaning lady.

One of the few parishioners ... -We have knocked.

It was an exceptional evening.

I have rarely seen such distinguished visit.

This is Mr. Boon. We wondered if he could sleep here tonight.

Mr Boon? -Ja, inderdaad.

Are you ill, Mr. Walters? -There Tonight's been an accident.

My friend Professor Smaill is locally deceased.

Of course not. He is badly wounded, but he will be restored according to the doctor.

You and I, Father Brown, know better.

The life of the professor is in stronger hands than those of a doctor.

Sir, you are welcome here, but I would advise you ...

to seek less dangerous property.

How so? -ls it dangerous here?

We are surrounded by it. We are preachers.

What we believe, others call superstition.

Since I went into the vault ...

I am aware that I am no longer alone.

A dark spirit, the devil himself, is hidden in every corner.

You do not notice it? -You Do not believe in that stupid curse?

The professor touched the cross, he went to the ground.

So it is with me too. I went into the burial chamber, I made the chest.

Everyone will be punished. -I will not leave you alone tonight.

We were there with seven. Also in the group, we were not safe.

As Mr. Bean lodging needs ...

Thanks, but I'd rather sleep in the bar.

Mr. Boon will feel in the hotel more at ease.

Pastor Brown, I am grateful for your concern ...

but we can not do anything. -So I do not think.

You do not understand. The hotel is full of ...

so we figured if you tonight have a room for him ...

We see each other tomorrow.

I love money, but for £ 1000 I would not sleep there.

With all due respect, he's crazy. He's actually a little confused.

No, go away.

That man is crazy. We're going after him.

Red me.

Red me, red me.

Pas op, Mr Boon. Daar is de rand van de klif.

He is gone. He jumped into the sea.

I found this. He committed suicide rather than face it.

Take it from me that it will end only when we are all no more.

The curse will take us one by one to address, like the other two.

Dear lady, do not you think we should all go to bed?

I'll sit here until tomorrow morning when it's safe.

If at least it somewhere safe, which I doubt.

Just go make a scene. We take the first train back.

It's hard to believe that someone commits suicide out of panic.

It actually happened. Mr. Bean and I have seen it.

The Coast Guard and the police find the corpse.

Good story. Top Stories. -What To a male.

Helen, we need to talk. -My Husband is back. He wants to talk to you.

Heaven be praised. Of course, I'll go with you.

Mrs Smaill, it's nothing to me, but Mr. Tarrant happens private detective.

He has you and Mr Godfrey watched, also in Crete and on the boat.

Possibly at the request of Mrs. Godfrey. If you do not want a scandal ...

you can now better decide.

I've already taken.

Hi there. -I heard you anyway to live.

Thanks to you. Helen said that you had removed me there.

Unfortunately that was not enough. -Do You so the lid fell?

Pity. I was almost killed by the man who had threatened me?

Or by a bishop who has been dead for centuries?

That is something I would also like to know.

In the second case I'm in fascinating company.

A feudal lord, and a jew who burned his faith.

Dear friend, there has never burned a jew to ...

Wat is er?

Oh, how silly of me. I'm a big fool.

I did not realized it. -What? Say it now.

No, but do not worry about that.

I do not know. Never mind down.

Something happened terrible, but now we do not do anything stupid.

We wanted him here to tell us about tonight.

You can go home. You do not need nobody to spy.

How so? -How is he?

He is talkative.

Maybe we should not tell him about the minister.

What were you going to tell? -Over The suicide.

It was not a suicide. Mr. Walters was killed.

Murdered? -We Still saw him fall off the cliff?

That story about the curse was not right.

Do you believe it? -Does not matter.

I do not know whether he was killed by something from the 13th century.

He was not killed by something that never happened.

A cleric who does not believe in the supernatural.

I believe the impossible but not the improbable.

I call that a paradox. -I common sense.

I do not know whether Mr. Gladstone by the ghost of Parnell chased.

But if you say that Mr. Gladstone, the queen offered a cigar ...

and on her bottom hit, that's unbelievable.

I believe the legend, but the story is not. The cross...

Of course, the cross. -What is it?

The cross, the cross.

Is he crazy? Yes, now I see it.

Now it is his turn. He begins to behave as if Mr. Walters.

So you have to cross back.

It was obviously fake.

I know you've had it copied the cross from Crete.

So you could be traced, so you had to quickly remove.

No, but do not hide your face.

I know who you are or who you yourself do.

My goodness, you must have an incredible power.

That lid you have to lift with two men.

You see as well how strong I am. Compliments for your thinking.

My wretched mind works occasionally, but in this case too late.

I made a mistake? Yes, a big one.

You talked about the jew who was burned at the stake.

Invented on the spot if you know anything about history?

Jews were always persecuted. -but Not in the Middle Ages.

It was in the Middle Ages the custom ...

Christians were burned at the stake ...

and Jews in the street openly mocked Jesus and the Mother of God.

No jew is ever burned his faith.

What you said was not a tale from the Middle Ages.

I knew then that it was a fiction, the rest was simple.

I wonder how much you know.

I know you wanted to murder professor Smaill down here in this grave.

You traveled to London, you sent the professor messages on board.

You were here today and asked you killed the real John Walters.

And his body is lying there in that box.

What have you done with the mummy?

The corpse crushed when I snatched it.

Of course. And you have to replace it with the corpse of John Walters.

You pulled his old clothes and put a gold cross around his neck.

Gold leaf. -The Cross hanging from a rosary, huh?

I saw how it was tight around the neck.

How little beads were actually visible.

The rosary hung around the prop the lid omhooghield.

And when Professor Smaill grabbed the cross ...

he tore away the stool and dropped the lid.

Gets the professor? -Probably.

Pity. Then do it again. -And Then those so-called suicide.

That was smart because you used me and Mr. Bean as a witness.

A ten with a pencil. Or at least nine.

I wanted the cross removing and destroying the grave.

The body may not be examined.

The walls are made of clay. I can thus bring down the roof.

And no one knows how many bodies are there.

I assume you know more mine too.

You are very clever, but it was stupid of you to come alone.

Our father-captain is often said that I do not think well.

I killed the professor, next month or next year.

The cross was mine.

I knew from long before he found it by accident.

I've been looking for seven years, but he has snapped up.

He has stripped me of honor.

Anyway, so be it. He will pay.

That poor John Walters. What did he do to you?

He was a zero, a jackass. I am different from you.

I do not think that anyone who walks around here, shall live.

We must answer. Only the fittest can survive.

You're completely mad.

Very inappropriate for someone with your belief ...

your last thought is so uncharitable.

Startle you when I say that I had someone with me, and that which stands in the crypt?

Now do you imagine me disappoint.

Is anybody there?

Pastor Brown? Are you?

Oh heaven. Yes it's me. -Who is there?

Mr. Tarrant, but do not go down, I'll come over.

Excuse me.

Why did you say to Mrs. Smaill I'm a private detective?

Thanks to you I have absolutely nothing to tell my client.

I'm sorry I made you angry.

En route we will continue to talk to the police station? And now I'll go first.

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