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The Mona Lisa is the most valuable painting in history.

Insured at a billion pounds in today's currency.

It was was painted by Leonardo da Vinci.

Hey, dude!

Seriously?

- Sorry. - Why would you do that?

S'il vous plaît.

No!

No!

No!

Excuse me?

What do you see in her expression?

She looks sad.

Perhaps.

A woman gazed on by millions, never actually seen.

But I see a secret in that smile.

Something withheld.

You're new.

Just arrived.

From where?

A little east of here.

I came to Paris as a tourist 13 years ago and got stuck.

It's the original, you know?

From the Louvre.

When it all started, they protected the art,

not the people.

How are you so sure it's the real thing?

'Cause I'm the one who took it off the fucking wall.

Oops.

Bon appétit.

Excuse the interruption. I have no tolerance for bullies.

Marion Genet. Welcome to the Maison Mere.

He assigned you to the kitchen, me to the stables,

which is good because Julien grew up on a farm.

Maybe they sent him there, too.

Does your Daryl like horses?

The steel kind.

Excuse me.

Never mind.

Highly doubt I'm gonna find Daryl in a kitchen.

What is all this?

They prepare for an attack on l'Union de l'Espoir.

Nobody knows for sure where the Union is hiding out.

Where are they taking them?

The tunnel.

What is he giving them?

There have been rumors of experiments.

Some say that's where the burners came from.

Mistake that got loose.

Genet's trying to make a stronger breed.

Great. That's just what the world needs.

What if they're bringing Julien here? Or Daryl?

We'll get to them first.

Sorry.

I'll find them.

I'll come with you.

No, no, it's too risky with two of us.

Check out the stables. Look busy.

I'll find you later. Go!

Laurent?

Laurent?

Laurent!

Laurent!

Sylvie!

Laurent!

Laurent!

Sylvie, bear with us. It's for the best.

Stop saying that. You're going to kill him.

Come down now.

Sylvie!

Her faith was weak.

Just a little farther up.

He's been saying that for an hour.

He'll find it.

So they think I'd like Ohio?

Yeah. I mean, the winters suck.

But summers are nice.

Fishing in the streams, fireflies all over.

Fireflies?

Found it.

See, I told you.

We can inch up to the top.

All right.

Ah, it's time.

I'm ready.

Of course you are.

This is heavy.

What exactly do I do when I'm up there?

Be yourself, soak in the energy.

Everyone is very excited about you stepping

into the spiritual role. Merci.

I guess I'm excited, too.

And that's why you are you.

A blessing to all of us.

Hey, when I was your age, I was a shy kid.

Very nervous.

I wet my pants during my piano recital.

That won't happen.

I wish Issa and Daryl were here.

Drink this. It'll relax you.

Valerian root and honey.

I feel relaxed.

I know you don't need it. Drink it anyway.

My friends, the time has come.

From across France, from Germany, from Spain,

we've come as pilgrims to be part of this community

out of a shared belief of faith in what is yet to come.

The journey here has been long and hard.

Some have had doubts at times.

We've had to be patient to prove

that there is a light at the end of the tunnel,

a future where we will no longer be vulnerable

to the bite of the hungry ones.

Now is the time to cast doubt aside

and to embrace hope, to celebrate the inspiring power

of our unity and love.

We are all human, and even les affamés,

lost to us, carry with them the memory of love.

So who better to confirm our faith in Laurent

than someone we've just lost, but who loved him dearly.

And now her love will deliver us all.

Show's over, motherfucker.

Oh, good. Come on.

Hey! Hey!

You're gonna have to go out the same way we came in.

We're not leaving without you.

I stay and help.

It's gonna take both of you to get him down that wall.

Kid, I need you to wake up. I need your help.

I need to take them to our secret place.

Okay? The place that we train. The cave in the woods.

The cave in the woods. You remember?

Listen to me. The cave in the woods.

The one by the big rocks?

Yeah. That one.

Take 'em. You can do this. Give me a day.

If I don't make it back, you keep running.

I'll find you.

Okay.

Come on, let's go.

Hey. I think I was assigned to help you.

I saw what happened last night.

That guy with the stew. The floor. What an asshole.

Bonjour.

Stew?

You speak any English?

An American.

I'm looking for an American.

American? His name is Dixon.

I'm looking for an American. Have you seen--

Dixon.

Daryl Dixon.

Who was that?

Do you know him?

I had him, and I let him go.

This was my price.

Do you know where he is now?

Why would I tell you?

No.

Because I don't believe in coincidences.

There's a reason I found you.

There has to be. It's a sign.

I don't believe in signs.

Please.

Darryl Dixon and I...

He's my brother.

He's my only surviving family.

I'm Carol. I'm Carol. What's your name?

Codron.

Codron, please help me.

I have come a very long way.

He's the only family I have left.

He's...

There is an island fortress on the Normandy coast.

Allez viens!

Hurry up.

If Genet finds him first,

Dixon is a dead man.

It can only be one place.

Monte Saint Michel.

It is a few hours drive.

Come with me.

I can't. Not without Julien.

I'm sorry. I got to go.

Good luck, Remy.

Carol.

And you.

Bonjour.

You're awake.

Don't try to move.

You need to rest.

And listen.

This is not how I wanted it to be.

I was hoping we'd convince you, that your thinking would evolve,

it'd come around, but...

...no.

Must be hard living without a semblance of faith.

No organizing principle, nothing to cling to,

existence spent simply reacting.

A man alone.

It's a sad state.

Fuck off.

Perhaps it's easy to reject faith

when you live only for yourself.

But I've dedicated my life to a community of people.

A community that I have a responsibility to protect.

Faith and hope,

our oxygen and water, elements crucial to our survival.

And over time, our reserves, they've run low.

Laurent will replenish them.

The public display of his light

will give our people the strength

to continue on in the darkness.

Your people don't even know what you're doing.

I meditated.

I prayed on it.

And I realized

it's our love for Laurent.

That's precisely why he's being called on to take this leap.

Because only by risking everything

can we find the true meaning of faith.

What happens if you're wrong?

If I'm wrong?

There would be no point in going on.

So, my friend,

where's the boy?

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Shit.

Easy. Easy.

Shh. Easy.

Go.

Go!

Well, hello again.

I'm sorry.

Information is a commodity.

This is the only way I could think of to save Julien.

I'm sure you would've done the same for your Daryl, no?

Sabine will take you both back to Paris.

Drop you wherever you like.

There are two Guerriers right outside.

You might as well sit down.

It's not bad.

We keep a little vineyard behind the mill.

What do you want?

I have the same question for you.

Or I can have you assigned to the Atelier.

I believe you have witnessed some of our research tests.

Nasty looking stuff going on in there.

What's that all about?

Creating a new subtype of affamé,

more directable warriors.

They will help bring peace back to the world.

Right. The war to end all wars.

I've heard that one before.

No more lies. How did you get here?

I landed two days ago from America.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

I manipulated an innocent man into letting me fly

in his plane under the false pretense

of looking for my daughter.

We had to stop in Greenland,

where he was almost used as a sperm donor,

and I was nearly murdered by insane environmentalists.

And why do you want to find Dixon?

I came here to kill him.

Must have done something terrible to you.

Well...

...we all need un raison d'etre, don't we?

You can't imagine what I have done to get this far.

I understand, I do.

Ces douleurs, these pains we carry,

we women need to learn to let them go.

Men seem to have no problem doing that.

They definitely do not.

But we have to forgive ourselves.

For all the losses.

We can try.

Daryl Dixon has aligned himself with a group

of religious zealots.

Really?

Daryl is not really the aligning type.

I believe you've helped us locate their headquarters.

The island fortress in Normandy

that my former comrade told you about.

I'll organize a convoy in the morning.

You want to kill Dixon yourself.

I will take you to him.

Get your strength up to go again tomorrow.

Fuck off.

You'll break soon.

Cowboy.

I used to work here as a janitor.

At first I was on nights, almost alone.

I'd sweep the floors of galleries full

of religious paintings

and wonder why the greatest artists felt compelled

to depict the same violent imagery over and over again.

When les affamés came, we were locked in for a week.

It was there that the paintings began to make sense to me.

There was one in particular. Le Deluge.

A desperate family hangs in peril over a raging flood.

And I realized all these scenes of apocalypse,

they want to make sense of the chaos and destruction

that humanity brings upon itself.

The fantasy that there's a higher power

that can make things better.

Prayers didn't help us.

Not then and not now.

Everyone needs hope.

Yes, but religion is not about hope.

It's about control.

Keeping the masses in line.

Exactly.

Sometimes it can turn into that.

Deluded by an opiate of hope.

L'Union de l'Espoir thinks we, the masses,

the small and unseen, are stupid.

That their fairy tales can control us.

We will show them they're wrong.

Look.

What happened? Where's Laurent?

We were separated.

Laurent and Fallou got away.

I didn't talk. I didn't say anything.

Me neither.

He'll be alright. We'll catch up to him.

We should get some sleep.

Get our strength back up so we can bust out of here tomorrow.

Tell me a story.

About what?

I just want to hear your voice.

There was this guy.

And he left home, looking for something.

Wasn't even sure what it was.

And he found himself far, far away from home.

And he couldn't get back.

That's all he ever cared about, getting back.

He didn't care about anything or anyone.

Poor guy.

Then one day, something changed.

Change is good.

Tell me about the fireflies.

They're like, uh, little Tinkerbells

flying around in the sky.

You guys have Tinkerbell here?

Yeah.

She saves Peter Pan.

You know I think Laurent's really gonna like it

when we get back home to America.

He can go to school. Be like a normal kid.

And what will I do?

We can do whatever you want.

We can sleep late.

Take long walks, and watch the sun go down by the river.

That sounds like a dream.

You know, you're right.

I found something here.

She's got nothing to say to you.

What are we doing?

Rallying the troops. Stay close. This is history.

Where you taking her? She doesn't know anything!

She knows that we have a mission here, a greater purpose.

I know where the kid is. I'll take you to him.

Isabelle has always had an open mind and heart.

You sadly are beyond hope.

He's in Provence! I can take you to him!

Isabelle! Isabelle!

You're turning them?

For the greater good.

We've been training for months. We're ready.

The question is, are you?

I'm giving you what you asked for.

You're gonna kill your friend.

Hey! Get off me!

Get off me!

What you're doing is not strength.

It's desperate and it's savage.

Sounds like Daryl talking.

I need you to tell me where the boy is.

I don't want to lose him.