As Above, So Below

I've just crossed the Iranian border en route to the Habala region

where they've ordered the destruction

of a network of caves by sundown tonight.

I believe that these caves might contain

a critical missing piece of our history.

If I'm found dead,

please know that I entered this country of my own free will,

fully knowing that the punishment for trespassing here

is burial up to your neck in sand

and having a rock wall pushed on top of you.

But they would have to catch me first.

Hurry. Come.

Scarlett.

Reza. Thank you.

If they catch you, it would be very bad for you.

Yes, I know, Reza. We will be quick.

Okay-

Here it is.

Here, usetheladden.

Okay-Okay-

We haven't got much time. I know, I know.

They have already cleared the area.

I know, Reza. Hurry.

Just follow me. Follow.

Come on.

Watch your step here. It's fine. Go, just go.

Yes. Come on.

Turn off the light. Turn off the light!

Come on. Right this way.

(MAN ORDERING INDISTINCTLY OVER LOUDSPEAKER)

We need to leave. We are too late.

No, they are not blowing the caves up until sundown.

We still have a few minutes. We're not leaving.

Hurry, hurry!

Yes.

Come on.

Shit.

There!

Oh, my God!

It's even more beautiful than in the picture.

Okay-

We must hurry, please.

Okay-

There's more.

What are you doing?

They're going to blow it up anyway.

I can't think straight with this thing on my head.

They will hear you. Stop!

I just need one minute.

Oh, my God.

On, my God.

Yeah? Reza?

Do you know what this is? I don't know.

Oh, my God.

It's the Rose Key. Oh, Reza.

Careful.

Please hurry.

I'll be quick.

Scarlett, stop it. Come on.

I have to scan these markings. I'm not leaving.

We must leave. Now! I can hear them.

My father searched his entire life for this.

I can't leave now. I have to get this.

I'm sorry, Scarlett. I have a family!

I know. It's okay.

Be careful. I won't be long.

Be careful!

Come on. Come on, Scarlett.

Shit.

Okay. Okay.

"MAN". Scarlett.

Hello?

Scarlett.

Shit! Oh, God!

Reza! Reza!

Reza! Reza!

Scarlett! Over here! Scarlett!

Come over!

Come on.

Are you okay, dear? Are you okay?

Come on. Give me your hand.

I got it! I got it!

You remind me so much of your father.

But, Scarlett,

you must be more careful.

His quest was a path to madness.

My father wasn't crazy.

Everyone who hunts for Flamel's stone is crazy.

They all wind up dead.

Do I look in the camera? Yeah. Thank you.

That's weird. (BENJI CHUCKLING)

Um, so, you can start by introducing yourself.

Right. (CLEARS THROAT)

My name is Scarlett Marlowe

and I'm a professor at University College, London.

I have a Ph.D. in urban archeology, a master's in chemistry

and another PhD. 'M symbomgy.

I'm also fluent in four spoken languages and two dead ones.

And I am a black belt in Krav Maga, so watch out.

That's a lot of degrees for someone yourage.

Yeah. My father insisted. We had a very studious household.

Excuse me. One second.

Pardon. Pardon.

Merci. Merci beaucoup.

Thank you.

You really need to learn French.

Yeah, I do need to learn French.

Your father. Yeah.

What did he teach you about the philosopher's stone?

Everything. That it's an elusive substance

that could turn base metals into gold

and can provide the key to eternal life.

Sort of crude representation, but basically

the creation of the stone was the goal of alchemy

which was an early form of science

which studied transformation in all its forms.

And my father was actually the world's

preeminent historian in alchemy.

So, your father, there was a lot of speculation

that he was mentally unstable.

Is there any truth to that?

Why? Because he killed himself?

Six hundred years ago

the greatest of the alchemists, Nicolas Flamel

lived here, in this house in Paris.

He was widely believed to have succeeded

in developing the philosopher's stone

which would have given him all the wealth he could dream of

as well as eternal life.

When grave robbers, hoping to get

their hands on the philosopher's stone

tried to dig his body up out of the cemetery

that used to surround this area here

they found his casket empty, as well as his wife's.

Okay. So this is Nicolas Flamel's tombstone

which he designed and carved himself.

And my father believed that the clues

to the location of the philosopher's stone

were encoded somehow in these arcane symbols.

But their meaning has remained a mystery until

I discovered the fabled Rose Key.

It's a kind of Rosetta stone

used for translating alchemical symbols into Aramaic

which, unfortunately, I don't speak.

But luckily, I know a guy who does.

What are you doing?

I just have to open this door quietly.

Please don't. Scarlett!

I can't believe you just did that. We just broke into a church!

What does this guy do all the way up here?

Uh. He likes to, um...

break into places, like this

and fix things.

Impressive. That's a hell of a hobby.

Yeah.

George? Hello?

I saw your bag, George. I know you're here.

Hi. How are you?

Whatever it is, I want nothing to do with it.

I didn't even say anything. I'll save you the time. No.

Who's this guy? Who are you?

I'm Benji.

He's making a documentary about my search for the stone.

Ah. Of course.

Do yourself a favor. Stay far away from this one.

I just need to ask you one favor.

Yeah. Just one favor.

Benji, did she mention to you, the last time we were together

I literally wound up in a Turkish prison?

George, it was not a prison. It was more of a jail.

Jail, in Turkey.

George, I'm sorry.

I couldn't let the lead go dead.

God forbid.

Well, chase your lead. See how far that gets you.

I got a clock to fix.

I found the Rose Key, George.

You did? Mmm-hmm.

It was in Iran, wasn't it?

Yes.

I knew it.

And I need your help translating the Aramaic.

Wait a minute.

Did you go to Iran?

It doesn't matter who went there, George. You did, didn't you?

BY Yourself?

Doesn't matter who went.

You're a lunatic.

She... You're... (LAUGHING)

You're a crazy lunatic.