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The Seeker now has all three
Boxes of Orden.

And The Book of Counted Shadows.

CARA:
My Lord.

Yes, Cara?

I'm looking around,

and I don't see
any of us groveling

at the Seeker's feet,

begging to be commanded.

If he truly had
the power of Orden,

he would have used it already.

There must be some
reason he hasn't,

but I'm not willing to wait
around to find out what it is.

We kill him. Tonight.

If you'd given me
the task sooner,

he'd already be dead.

Tell us where he is.

He was last seen yesterday,

somewhere in West Granthia.

He's somewhere

in a province
that crosses two rivers,

a mountain range
and 600 leagues of forest?

Forgive me, My Lord,

but my sisters
and I are Mord-Sith,

not magicians.

How will we find him?

Tell me, Cara,

how does a seahawk

find a tiny fish

in the great wide ocean?

Are you ready?

To risk destroying his soul?

Why wouldn't I
be ready for that?

I understand your fear, child,

but the Seeker has found
the meaning

within The Book
of Counted Shadows,

and the Book tells him
that the dark power of Orden

can be tempered only by
the Confessor's touch.

The Seeker would be enslaved
neither by love nor by evil.

He will finally be able
to fulfill the Prophecy

and kill Darken Rahl.

What if...?

What if we're wrong?

What if this
is some sort of trick?

You've always put
your faith in the Seeker,

even before you knew his smile,
or the sound of his voice.

And that faith has been
rewarded time and again.

Now is not the time to waiver.

(footsteps approach)

It's going to be all right.

( dramatic theme playing)

(squawking)

(gasps)

No!

( dramatic theme playing)

(screams)

(Richard screaming)

(explosion)

(wind blowing)

(thunder rumbling)

(gasps)

KAHLAN: Richard!
(birds screech)

RAHL:
There's no point
in struggling, Confessor.

Your Wizard is dead.

And the Seeker is no more.

( main theme playing)

( dramatic theme playing)

Such an unattractive ornament
on a such a beautiful neck.

Unfortunately, I can't risk
removing the rada'han,

but I can make
it worthy of your beauty.

What do you want from me?

Your understanding.

I understand you perfectly.

You take whatever you want.

You're wrong, Kahlan.

If I were simply
to take whatever I wanted,

you would already
be in my bedchamber.

Oh, don't worry,
I shan't lay a finger on you.

Until you invite me.

Then you'll be waiting
an eternity.

You're being very selfish,
Kahlan.

As my queen, you could bring
comforts to the sick,

rebuild razed villages,

create homes
for the poor children

orphaned in this terrible war

your Seeker
and his misguided followers

have waged against me.

You're afraid that
even if Richard is gone,

people will still believe
in everything he stood for.

They'll blame you for his death,

keep fighting you.

And if you think I'm gonna help
you quell their anger,

you're as mad as you are cruel.

Yes, Kahlan, I do want to quell
the people's anger

through the power of your love.

I would rather die
than be your puppet.

Perhaps some time
in a cold, damp dungeon,

where your love and compassion
will be of no use to anyone,

will help you reconsider.

Oh, and if you're expecting

to be warmed by the flame
of hope, know this:

My sorcerers examined the spot
where the Seeker disappeared.

They were unanimous.

No one could have survived
the explosion of magic.

You haven't won.

You still have powerful enemies.

And I will destroy
them one by one.

( dramatic theme playing)

SHOTA:
Seeker.

Kahlan?

Zedd?

(grunts)

(gasping)

(screams)

Kahlan!

Why are you calling for her,
when you have me?

(groaning)

You're going to die, Seeker.

(footsteps approaching)

Stay back.

Don't tell me the great Shota

doesn't realize
her magic is useless

against the Mord-Sith.

(screams)

(groans)

Thank you.

(both grunting)

(bone cracks)
(screams)

(all grunting)

(gasps)

( dramatic theme playing)

(men chattering indistinctly)

MAN:
We'll be kings.

(men laughing)

( action theme playing)

(Agiel whining)

(screams)

What's going on?
Where's the Mother Confessor?

The Wizard? Who are you?

Where were you taking the boxes?

I serve no master...

but the Master.

What master?

Heh.

Master Rahl.

( dramatic theme playing)

MAN:
You're the Seeker.

I saw you once in Brennidon.

You drove out the D'Harans.

How is it possible that you look

exactly the same
as you did on that day?

Why should I look any different?

Well, I was just a child,
it's almost 60 years ago.

What are you talking about?

You disappeared.

And the Master's father
declared victory.

The Master's father?

Darken Rahl.

This Master these men served
is Darken Rahl's son?

Yes. He sends out
his followers

to slaughter anyone who won't
come to him to be confessed.

He's a Confessor?

And a tyrant.

Worse than his father.

There aren't many of us left

who've been able to hide
from him for all these years.

The Mother Confessor,
Kahlan Amnell,

do you know where she is?

Queen Kahlan?

Queen?

And the Master's mother.

She died many years ago.

(drops sword)

You're back, Seeker.

You can kill the Master.

You can free the confessed.

Please,

will you help us?

I will.

SHOTA:
Confessor?

Kahlan, can you hear me?

Shota?

SHOTA:
I can hear your sobs.

Why the tears?

The Seeker is dead.

SHOTA:
Oh, no,

the Seeker
is not in the Underworld.

Where is he?

A place much more distant
than that, I'm afraid.

The Seeker is in the future.

( dramatic theme playing)

(groans)

(grunts)

(Agiel whining)

(grunting)

(Agiel whining)
(screams)

(sword drawn)

(gasps)

Darken Rahl is dead!

When you tried to kill me
something happened.

We were sent to the future.

Those stones I hit you with have
clouded your mind, Seeker.

Look around, everything's
different, isn't it?

Your sisters are gone.

Those madmen
that tried to attack us,

they serve a new Lord Rahl,

a male confessor.
His followers are everywhere,

killing anyone who hasn't
been confessed by him.

What if he doesn't want
you to kill me?

What if he wants to confess me?

As Darken Rahl once did.

Then you will have
displeased him.

(Agiel whines)
(screams)

On your feet, Seeker.

Where are we going?

To find out if there's
any truth in what you say.

SHOTA:
Six fingers west of the moon,

okay, the Seven Sisters pass
through the House of the Lamb,

every 627 revolutions,

(sighs)

I have it.

Where is he?

SHOTA:
Not where.

When.

Tell me.

The Seeker will reappear

at the site of his vanishing,

upon the rising
of the second full moon

on the 58th year
after his disappearance.

Fifty-eight years.

I'll be an old woman.

You don't truly believe Rahl
will let you live that long.

If Richard was able
travel to the future,

there must be a way
for him to travel back.

What could be easier?

Your Seeker need only
create a precise collision

of the same magical powers:

Orden, Confession, and Agiel

that sent him into the future.

Richard is determined,

clever, if anyone could do it...

(Shota laughs)

And how will he find a Confessor
in this dark future?

He'll travel to Valeria.

Maybe my sister
will still be alive.

Darken Rahl has already
blasted Valeria into dust.

He has hunted the remaining
Confessors into their graves.

You are the last of your kind,
Kahlan Amnell.

Even if Richard could somehow

conjure up a living Confessor,

even if he had a Mord-Sith's
deadly Agiel,

he would still have to know
exactly what to do.

Maybe we could get him message.

Even if I weren't yoked
by a rada'han,

even if the Great Zeddicus
hadn't perished...

(sighs)

there would still be no magic
I know of powerful enough

to send a message through the
great granite barrier of time.

Maybe we don't need magic.

I'm so glad you asked to see me.

You know I will
always despise you.

Perhaps.

Full amnesty for all members
of the resistance,

without exception.

With your guarantee that
they lay down their arms.

Places of healing
in every province.

A home for every orphaned child
whose parents you murdered.

I would expect you
to be my wife in every way.

As long as that is understood,

I agree to all your terms,
Kahlan Amnell.

( dramatic theme playing)

Then I will be your queen.

You have made me so
happy this last year.

Happier than I ever
imagined I could be.

Imagine how the people
will cheer

when their beloved queen

announces the birth
of our child.

I need to rest.

Of course.

Alice, listen to me.

What is it, My Lady?

As soon as the baby's born...

As soon as he has
a Confessor child

to bend to his will,

Lord Rahl is going to kill me.

I don't understand.

Do you remember,
when I first met you,

and talked to you about helping
me care for my baby,

the way I looked into your eyes?

Yes.

Even with this on,

when without my powers,

I still know how to look
into a person's heart.

And I looked into the hearts
of a hundred girls,

because I needed to find one

strong enough, good enough

and brave enough,

to carry the most important
secret in history.

You're frightening me.

Yes.

But will you help me anyway?

My parents fought
for the resistance

all their lives.

If it weren't for you,

they would have died
horrible deaths.

Whatever it is you want
me to do,

the answer is yes.

The Seeker isn't dead.

Where is he?

Fifty-seven years in the future.

Now, there's a way
he can get back,

but he doesn't know
what that is.

Alice,

I need you to stay alive,

no matter what that takes,

no matter who you have to hurt,

or betray so that
you can tell the Seeker

what he needs to do
to wind back time.

(sniffles)

And one of the things he'll need

is a Confessor.

My child.

That's why I agreed
to marry Rahl.

(sighs)

And no matter what it takes

to convince him of your loyalty,

even if it means killing me

with your bare hands...

My Lady, I could never...

Yes, you can.

And you will,

if that's what it means
to stay near this child.

Alice,

you must tell her,

who her mother was,

and who the great hero
Richard Cypher was.

And you must teach her what
she needs to do to help

the Seeker return
to his own time,

and save the world
from Darken Rahl.

My Lady, I'm only
a blacksmith's daughter.

And the Seeker was only
a woodcutter's son.

CARA:
Sisters,
I've brought the Seeker.

( dramatic theme playing)

Triana...

"The Master's forces
have us surrounded.

"Two days since we drank
the last of the water.

"No word from the other temples.

"They must be lost too.

"Alina will not survive
the night.

I am the last
of the Mord-Sith."

Apparently this new Lord Rahl

doesn't share his father's
love for you and sisters.

I'll kill him.

Funny,

that's just what I was on my way
to do when you attacked me.

You know where he is?

Well, hasn't the presiding
Lord Rahl

always ruled from
the People's Palace?

Then that's where I'll go,

as soon as I've killed you.

It'll take you weeks
to get there on foot.

The Master's marauders
are everywhere.

Even a Mord-Sith doesn't stand
a chance on her own,

but together, maybe we can
get there in one piece,

find this Master, kill him,

maybe even find a way back
to our own time.

So we work together?

Only until this Master is dead.

RAHL:
May I present

young Master Rahl.

A boy.

He's beautiful.

Leave.

All of you. Now.

My sister had a boy.

It's never happened
twice in a generation.

You used some sort of magic
to make this happen.

The only magic
at work here, my love,

is the miracle of life.

You're a fool.

You know what male
Confessors will become.

You honestly believe

that you'll be able
to control that blood lust,

that cruelty, and use
it for your own dark purposes?

The future is ours to shape.

(scoffs)

And I have no doubt

that with the loving guidance
of his mother,

he will grow
to be a great ruler.

Let me kill him

and I'll give you another child.

A daughter who will dote
on her father.

(crying)

He needs his mother.

Please, Kahlan,

I have never held a baby before.

(crying continues)

Oh. Shh.

(cooing)

( dramatic theme playing)

ALICE:
Look at him.

He's so generous with his toys.

Maybe his father was
generous at that age too.

His father didn't have
you as a mother.

BOY:
Mama.

Oh.

Come here.

(laughs)

Oh.

My Nicholas.

Do you have any idea
how special you are?

( dramatic theme playing)

Might not be roasted pheasant,

but it'll keep us going.

Don't tell me a mighty Mord-Sith

is afraid of a squirmy
little worm.

KAHLAN:
Very good, Nicholas.

Now what about

the First Wizard
of the Fourth era?

Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander.

I knew him.

Could he turn people into frogs?

(laughs)

ALICE:
My Lady.

What is it?

General Egremont has ordered me
to pack Nicholas's things.

Lord Rahl is sending him
to Aydindril

to study with his sorcerers.

He knows my influence
is growing.

When?

At first light.

First...?

You have to tell him
what he needs to do,

before it's too late.

What if he's not ready?

What if his father succeeds
in corrupting him?

Trust in yourself, My Lady.

In every kindness
you've taught him.

Nicholas?

There's something
I need to tell you.

Something very important.

ETHAN:
Master.

I brought what you asked for.

Does it please you, Master?
(gasps)

NICHOLAS:
Yes, it pleases me.

You may go now.

Nicholas.

Have you confessed Ethan?

Yes, Mother.

Why?

He didn't wanna play
the same games I did.

What was it you
wanted to tell me?

Just...

Just that I love you very much.

I love you too, Mother.

( dramatic theme playing)

ALICE:
There must be another way.

No.

I knew what he was
the day he was born.

I should have done it then.

As soon as they find the body,

Rahl will know it was me.

It's up to you now, Alice.

To stay alive,

find the Seeker.

But without a Confessor...

Maybe Richard
will find another way.

Just tell him, Alice.

Tell him that his own Confessor
never stopped loving him.

And that if he can't
undo the magic,

if he can't return to her,

then she'll be waiting for him

in the Underworld.

Forever.

(shivering)

We're wasting heat.

What do you mean?

Try not to be an idiot.

Has it occurred to you that,

with all his confessed
followers, we...

We may not be able to get
close enough to the Master

to kill him?

Don't worry, Seeker.

I promise not to tell
your legions of admirers

that you admitted to a doubt.

(sighs)

What then?

We'd be alone.

Just the two of us.

I don't know about you,

but I'd need to find
some small bit of comfort

in this cursed place.

( dramatic theme playing)

(sighs)

What's wrong?

I'm in love with somebody else.

Who said anything about love?

I'm talking about pleasure.

I'm sorry.

Look at you.

Faithful to a woman who's
probably been dead... 30 years?

( dramatic theme playing)

(blade slices)
(gasps)

No! She's trying to kill him!

She's trying to kill my master!

No...

No!

( dramatic theme playing)

(grunts)

(Alice sobbing)

Alice did nothing.

It was all me.

Then why was she trying
to flee at the very moment

you were attempting to murder
our sleeping son?

(groans)

(body falls)

RAHL:
As the mother of my child,

however monstrous
you have proven yourself,

I shall grant you
a merciful death.

Egremont, take her to the block.

No, Father. Please.

Let me do it.

( dramatic theme playing)

CARA:
We came all this way
for nothing.

No one's been here in years.

I wouldn't be so sure of that.

SHOTA:
Seeker.

Has the time finally come?

Shota?

When the magic goes,

so does precious youth.

What happened here?

The Master went mad.

So it is with male Confessors.

(laughs)

Sometimes with old sorceresses.

He destroyed the palace,

magical barriers fell

and I was released
from the dungeon.

When did all this happen?

Time's a slippery old eel,
isn't he?

The House of the Lamb, 40 years.

Or 50.

Why have you stayed?

I'm looking for the key to this.

Must be here somewhere.

Where is the Master?

Oh, he's not here.
Never comes here.

He's afraid of his mother.

Kahlan's here?

No, no, no, no, not her.

Her ghost.

It's just you and me now,
Nicholas.

No, Father.

It's just me.

(blade slicing flesh)
(gurgling)

(grunts)

Have I pleased you, Master?

NICHOLAS:
You've pleased me very much.

There must be a way
to send us back to our own time.

(chuckles)

That's exactly
what she said to me.

What did you tell her?

It was perfectly simple.

All you have to do

is combine the magic of Orden,
Confessor and Agiel

precisely the right way,

precisely the right time.

But even if you have the boxes,

even if this harlot's
willing to help you,

you're still missing one
essential ingredient:

The touch of a Confessor.

That's why she agreed
to marry Rahl,

so she could bear a child
that would help you.

Instead she gave birth
to an abomination.

( dramatic theme playing)

Maybe her child
will help us after all.

A trick?

No. The truth.

You speak in riddles, Seeker.

RICHARD:
It's simple.

You're going to let
the Master confess you.

Do you know where
we can find him?

The Master will be very unhappy

if you kill the only person
in the world

that knows how he can get his
hands on the power of Orden.

Take me to him.

Master?

Are you here?

( dramatic theme playing)

Command me, Confessor.

MASTER:
Tell me why you're here.

The Seeker has returned.

He has all three Boxes of Orden.

He wants you to Confess him.

Why would he want that?

Because if you do
it at the very moment

he puts the boxes together,

and then he's struck
with a Mord-Sith's Agiel,

he will return to a time
before you were born

and kill your father.

And then you, Master,
will never be.

I destroyed the Mord-Sith.

One of them has traveled
with him from the past.

They plot your demise.

Then I will kill them.

You won't be able to.

The Seeker will be waiting
with the boxes

at the Crags of Blood,
under the full moon.

And he is the Seeker.

The moment he senses
the slightest threat,

he will put the boxes together.

And if you do not confess him,

he will have the power of Orden

and he will rule even you.

But you know
how I can defeat him.

If you confess him,
but prevent the Mord-Sith

from adding her magic to his,

then you will control
the man who controls Orden.

Your power will be absolute
and eternal.

( tense theme playing)

(sighs)

You said we'd only be fighting
on the same side

until the Master's dead.

And?
If this works,

he'll be wiped from history.

He'll never be born.

But if you go back to fighting
on the side of his father,

this could all happen
all over again.

You've seen the legacy of Rahl.

You've seen what can
happen if he wins.

Ask yourself, is this really
a future worth fighting for?

( tense theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

I've been expecting you,
Master Rahl.

I'm an old friend
of your mother's.

Find the Mord-Sith.

(explosion, low rumbling)

(thunder crashes)

(grunts)

(gasping)

(all screaming)

(Kahlan gasps)

( dramatic theme playing)

(grunting)

No!

(Agiel whining)

(gasps)

( dramatic theme playing)

(squawks)

No!

You're too late.

(Kahlan grunts)

(Rahl screaming)

(screaming)

( dramatic theme playing)

(screams)

(whimpering)

You betrayed us.

What I did,
I did to save all of us.

Lord Rahl is dead.

You will follow my orders now.

I'm sure we'll
meet again, Seeker.

Some time in the future.

(sighs)

(laughs)

(both sigh)

(chuckles)

I thought I'd never
see you again.

Either of you.

What are you talking about?

I don't know where to start.

( mellow theme playing)

KAHLAN:
I can't believe

I would marry Rahl,

bear his child.

Kahlan, now that I'm back,

that future didn't happen
or never will happen.

Still.

Kahlan, when we first met,

you told me you'd give
your life for the Seeker.

And that's what you did.

Even when it looked like
you had no hope,

you loved me across time.

ZEDD:
The magic of Orden is no more.

Rahl is dead.

The Prophecy has been fulfilled.

So it's over?

ZEDD:
The magic bonds

that bent
Rahl's followers to his will

are broken now.

It's possible that we're
at the dawn of a new age.

An age of peace,
harmony, justice.

It's also possible that
with the demise of Rahl,

new and unimagined evils
will arise to fill the void,

seize the broken
shards of power.

KAHLAN:
Richard,

you've done everything
we've asked of you

and more.

No one can blame you
if you want to go home.

I am home.

( dramatic theme playing)

( main theme playing)