My God, forgive me.
...the church of Saint-Sulpice, is the Rose Line.
Beneath the Rose.
Teacher, all four are dead.
The sénéchaux and the Grand Master himself.
Then I assume you have the location.
Confirmed by all.
Independently.
I had feared the Priory's penchant for secrecy might prevail.
The prospect of death is strong motivation.
It is here.
In Paris, Teacher.
It hides beneath the Rose in Saint-Sulpice.
You will go forth, Silas.
I chastise my body.
Aringarosa.
Silas has succeeded. The legend is true.
It hides beneath the Rose.
My part of our bargain is nearly fulfilled.
I meet the council in an hour.
I will have your money tonight, Teacher.
Precisely.
So, professor...
This is not the time.
I received the crime-scene jpegs at headquarters...
...and I've deciphered the code.
It's a Fibonacci sequence.
That's the code Saunière left on the floor.
Headquarters sent me to explain, captain.
The numbers are out of order.
Hello, you've reached the home of Sophie Neveu.
Church of Saint-Sulpice.
Good evening, Sister.
I need you to show someone our church tonight.
Of course, Father.
But so late?
Wouldn't tomorrow?
This is a request from an important bishop of Opus Dei.
It would be my pleasure.
He's still in there? What's he doing?
Saunière was reading his book.
"Blood trail."
Excuse me, captain.
We have a problem.
Headquarters didn't send Sophie Neveu.
What?
Captain, look at this.
He jumped!
Shit.
He's moving again. And fast.
He must be in a car.
He's going south on Pont du Carrousel.
Bastard.
Look at this. He must have thrown it from the window.
Smart to hit the truck.
What, you admire him now?
We're stupid. Who did we leave at the museum?
Ledoux? Get him on the radio!
Christ, give me strength.
You are a ghost.
Christ, give me strength.
Stealing in a house of God!
You are an angel.
Christ, give me strength.
They found Neveu's car abandoned at the train station.
And two tickets to Brussels paid for with Langdon's credit card.
A decoy, I'm sure.
All the same, send an officer to the station.
Question all the taxi drivers. I'll put this on the wire.
Interpol? We're not sure he's guilty.
I know he's guilty. Beyond a doubt.
Robert Langdon is guilty.
Police.
What do you want?
Fifty euros for all your stuff.
Go and get something to eat.
This is Jacques Saunière.
Please leave a message after the tone.
Please, Monsieur Saunière, pick up the phone.
This is Sandrine Bieil.
I have called the list.
I fear the other guardians are dead.
The lie has been told.
The floor panel has been broken.
Please, monsieur, pick up the phone. I beg you.
Come, you saints of God.
Hasten, angels of the Lord.
To receive her soul.
And bring her to the sight of the Almighty.
Two prostitutes identified Langdon and Neveu...
... getting into a taxi in the Bois de Boulogne.
How may I help you?
The door to the right, please.
Good evening. I am André Vernet, the night manager.
I take it this is your first visit to our establishment?
Hey, is there a problem?
Good evening, sir. Police.
I just drive from here to Zurich. Not French, English?
I firmly resolve, with the help of thy grace, to confess my sins...
...to do penance and to amend my life.
Amen.
Feeling better, Sophie?
It seems you're not a driver at all.
Apparently, you lost your tongue along with your truck.
You think you're in pain now, André Vernet?
My cause is worth your life. Understand?
What do you want?
Your truck carries a homing device. Activate it.
The truck's signal is coming online.
It's about time.
Locked on and tracking, sir.
Very good. Tell Collet not to move in until I get there.
Attention! All of Collet's units to Château Villette.
The suspects Neveu and Langdon are likely at that location.
It's an honor to welcome you...
...even though it's late.
Château Villette. Yes.
Fache says to wait, so I wait.
What's Fache thinking? The truck is here. They're inside.
Rip the gate down.
Shit.