- Are you hurt? - I'm okay.
There must be a secret entrance to get in there.
The original maps don't show it. The Germans were here until 1945.
We don't know what they did.
Call Paris and get info on the underground changes in 1940.
We found the photographer. He manages a supermarket.
His name is Bartholomew Debernault.
Another thing. A customs agent was killed three days ago in an airport.
Marie find the church in that photo.
Reda, come with me.
In French, father.
- In French. - Of course.
Pardon me, I'm so excited.
Control yourself. Don't be so emotional.
Most certainly.
Don't overplay the faith.
Customs officer savagely murdered
Do you know Bartholomew Debernault?
Yes, he's in the store. What did he do?
- Can you show me? - Yes.
Michel, the store.
Lower screen.
- Bartholomew. - He quit his job without explanation.
Did you notice any strange behavior?
He's jumpy lately.
He was the store manager.
What did he do?
Have the guards block the entrances. Do it.
There!
I saw a priest.
Damn it! I just saw him there.
Does this thing work?
Niemans, do you read me?
I read you. Still nothing on the screens.
I don't get it. Keep looking.
He didn't just disappear.
Aisle 12.
He's going straight for Bartholomew, Reda.
Turn left, Reda.
Turn on the mike.
Bartholomew Debernault, run!
run!
There. Don't lose him.
I have him.
I need an analysis and ID in two hours.
POLICE
What crappy weather.
We got the blood analysis results.
- Can you sign this? - What is it?
A request for another vehicle. Considering the state of the last one...
Nothing out of the ordinary.
- No suspicious elements? - No.
It can't be.
The blood can't be clean.
Unless he has supernatural strength.
We failed. They're all dead.
Why do you call me at work?
I don't know. I'll call you later.
Just don't call me at work.
What's going on?
- What do they want? - I don't know.
Watch out for those two prying cops.
There'll be no more surprises.
Hello, gentlemen. Police.
It's 6:00 A.M. and this is a search warrant.
- Where are you going? - I'm leaving.
Nobody leaves.
Heimmerich von Garten...
Minister of Culture and Religious Affairs in Berlin.
Hold it. We said nobody.
Remove your hand.
Let him go.
I could have you suspended with a phone call.
See you very soon.
Get to work. Search it from top to bottom!
- What do we do? - Nothing.
Did you verify their communications?
Not a phone call.
Keep it up. Find something.
Nothing's turned up.
There's got to be something here right under our noses.
- Is the church far? - What church?
The church in the photo with the apostles.
Still nothing on the monastery?
I found the Montanists' emblem.
Look.
What does JEO mean?
It's the Hebrew name of Yahweh.
In other words, the Father.
EO represents the son.
IEO, the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Three circles.
But I'm not totally sure because of the upside-down "E."
Bernard, King of Italy, Louis I's nephew himself Lothaire II's grandfather...
was chased from Italy in 818 A.D.
He took the Vatican's precious treasure.
It was so important that the Vatican didn't dare confirm it.
Where did the treasure go?
With the only family member left to him, Lothaire I.
Father of Lothaire II.
That's right. But something strange.
Last week Lothaire II's seal was stolen.
- What was the seal? - A key.
What does it open?
Lothaire II’s tomb and its treasure.
I have the police report.
What is the treasure?
Nobody knows.
It's said to be the finest treasure a Christian can possess.
Where there's hate, I bring love.
Where there's violence I bring forgiveness.
Where there's discord I bring harmony.
Where there's error I bring truth.
Where there's doubt I bring faith.
Where there's despair...
Father, please.
I wouldn't do that.
We need to talk.
It'll be fine. Come on.
Who is he?
- A survivor. - A zealot.
The others are they all dead?
Jesus is in the hospital. Tell me what you know.
It's already too late.
We've incurred the wrath of God.
- The angels of the Apocalypse are here. - Here we go again.
Enough prophecies. There's no apocalypse. We want to help.
Tell us what you know.
We're talking about the Great Book written by the hand of God.
We were restoring the monastery.
We discovered the entrance to Lothaire's tomb...
and the treasure he brought with him.
Did you steal the seal to open the crypt?
I stole it.
And I came to hide here in my former parish.
We were the only witnesses.
This treasure mustn't fall into the wrong hands.
Where is the seal?
Give me a moment.
Get down!
Forgive me, Lord!
- You okay? - I'm okay.
Niemans!
Are you okay?
How did you know they planted a bomb?
You said I'd be a good cop.
Where do you think you're going?
I'd like to read these more closely. I'll bring them back tomorrow.
Think you can do anything because you're a cop?
No. No. No.
So you just plan to take the sacred texts?
Are you even worthy of reading them?
Who are you in God's eyes?
- Who? - Have a problem, Father?
These texts are sacred.
If she wants to read them I'd prefer she does it here.
You don't mean the Sacred Book Lothaire had in his possession?
I don't know what you mean.
Don't you?
You need the key for the book.
And I've got it.
That can't be. They have it.
They'll need it.
If not, the door won't open tomorrow.
The door?
Where's the door, Father?
It's mine.
Soap?
Peddling fake relics for 2,000 years now you know how it feels.
Take whatever you need.
Call a doctor.
Marie, hurry!
Our request to Germany for the extensions to the Maginot Line.
There were no extensions so there's no map.
Signed, Religious and Cultural Affairs Office.
That's our friend Heimmerich.
Heimmerich von whatsit.
Why did the priest talk about a door that must open?
Where the hell's that door?
I've found something.
The upside-down "E" was bothering me.
Very simply because it's not an "E" it's a three.
The "J" is a seven and the "O" is a zero.
That makes 730,730.
What is that number?
The Montanists think it's the date of the Apocalypse.
Jesus died April 7, 30 A.D.
If you count 730,730 days...
you get November 27 of this year.
In other words, today.
Should we dress up for the occasion?
We'll have front row seats.
What about the door? Have you found anything?
Nothing.
An old text from the period...
says the treasure's protected by an inviolable mechanism.
Those who read the sacred text incur the wrath of God.
That's all I've come up with.
Nothing about how to access it.
Have you ever heard them ring?
The bells?
They never ring.
That's the underground entrance.
Through the tower.
TOWER - CHURCH
Who the hell's here at this hour?
Where did they come from?
This is the dawn of a new Europe.
A pure Europe. One of faith as it always should have been. A Europe...
Our Europe, Mr. Deputy, ours!
Where do you think you're going? Nobody gets past.
- If we lose contact, call the army. - Okay.
- I want to go. - Go to the hospital and question Jesus.
And keep listening. I'll need you.
Reda, you're going to get your apocalypse.
Think it's deep?
I doubt our rope is even long enough.
It's not a bottomless pit.
It's a ploy to discourage meddlers.
Go on in. I think he's sleeping.
Take it slowly, Reda.
Niemans.
The rope isn't long enough.
If the monks come this way there must be an entrance.
Niemans! Niemans!
Marie, are you there?
- Affirmative. - He's got to talk.
- I sinned. - Can you hear me, Marie?
I know.
Marie, can you hear me?
I hear you, Inspector.
We're in the Maginot Line.
Then it must be connected to the monastery.
You're breaking up.
That's no surprise.
There's metal everywhere. Can you hear me?
Here's your headless monk...
a ski mask and black make-up around the eyes.
Then your imagination goes to work.
These amphetamines explain their uncanny strength.
They've been outlawed since 1945.
Your strength doubles and you don't feel any pain.
No wonder they whooped me.
Cover me!
Marie, send reinforcements!
You said, "See you soon."
Welcome to Lothaire II’s temple.
I was a very young officer at the time...
when I happened upon a section of this tunnel.
I wasn't able to explore it.
Victory was no longer with us.
For years, I read every book...
trying to find out what this tunnel could be.
And one day it became crystal clear.
The Vatican treasure brought by Lothaire II...
had to be hidden somewhere in the cavern.
I suppose you know the rest.
The apostles discovered an entrance.
Probably the real one.
You found out bought the monastery...
and eliminated the 12 witnesses.
Our new Europe has no interest in such details.
Reda! Reda!
Wake up!
Marie, we've got a problem.
Marie.
Sermon on the Mount.
No one can serve two masters. You cannot serve God and money.
They'll kill us all.
What's in the book?
- Marie, can you hear me? - Not well, Inspector.
The tomb door is opening.
- Tell me where the book is. - The sacred book.
- Nobody must know. - Where is it?
Hidden.
Marie, the stone's opening.
Niemans, what's going on?
What's in the stone?
Marie, the stone has opened.
- It's a huge book. - Stall for time. Let me think.
830 A.D. Geometry.
Heimmerich don't touch the book, you'll die!
Don't talk of things you know nothing of.
You are going to die.
I'm in great shape.
There's no way I'm dying.
As sure as the sun rises.
You're a real poet.
What's he saying?
Marie.
Marie, have you figured it out?
Opening the book must set off a mechanism.
You see, the dreaded Apocalypse has not come.
Marie the book rests on a stand.
The axis, light, mirrors weights, counterbalance...
Niemans! Opening the book isn't dangerous.
Don't take it off its stand.
No! Don't touch the book it's a booby trap!
Undoubtedly, Inspector.
Niemans?
Do you copy, Niemans?
What is this?
There's a problem. Send reinforcements to the Maginot Line.
Heimmerich you must evacuate!
He doesn't understand. Try German.
Climb!
DO NOT TOUCH WIRES - DANGER
Take a right!
Move it!
We're in a storage space!
Calm down, it's not a storage space. It's a tower.
There must be a way out.
The only way out is that damn door!
The floodgate!
Open it!
Come on!
I can't do it.
The amphetamine! The amphetamine!
How long does it take to work?
I don't know.
Try!
It's moving!
They're alive!
His condition has improved. We can move him.
He was lucky.
There's some good news.
I'll feel better after a vacation.
- You still never told me. - What?
The name of your dog.
I found an interesting name a dangerous dog's name.
For a Yorkshire?
Yes, I called him...
Reda.
- You're not serious. - You have the same expression.
Just kidding!