Anne Rice's Talamasca: The Secret Order

Previously on "Talamasca"...

You're gonna use the 7-5-2 to bring down the Talamasca?

Once and for all.

Are you even sure you know what you're looking for?

I need two exit packs.

I'm getting out of here and I'm taking someone with me.

Doris. You don't know her.Who?

You'll need a passport photo and an alias.

Jasper: Your mother's been in hiding 16 years now.

What's it gonna take for her to come out into the light?

You're looking for something, aren't you?

Something more than just the book.

I need you to find someone for me.

My sister is all I have.

I'll do anything to find her.

Do you understand?

Thug: Oh. Come on.

You're taking the piss, mate.

You and I both know that's not who they really are.

These are con artists. Grifters.

Thug They're helping people.

Where are we going?

Helping groupies into the back

of their disease-ridden limos is who they're helping.

I mean, "We Are the World"?

More like you're a bunch of coked-up pop stars

who can't even sing.

What are we doing down here?

Why won't the Deputy Minister see me in his office?

Deputy Minister?

Oh, you're way past him, mate.

Oh, way past him.

Well...here we are.

Good luck.

Who are you?

My name...is Housman.

Do you know why you're here?

Well, it has come to our attention

that you murdered two vampires

in Marseille last week.

Your wife... and her lover.

They had it coming.

Oh, I'm sure they did. Caught in the act.

Jealousy, rage,

et cetera, et cetera.

And I'm sure the surviving members of the coven

will be forgiving about the entire business.

I can hardly wait to discuss it with them.

There's no reason to do that.

Oh, on the contrary, there is every reason.

It's the Talamasca's bread and butter.

It's what we do.

You brought me all the way here just to tell me that?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, I brought you here to demonstrate

our vast benevolence.

To offer you a way out.

What the hell is this?

I think you see what it is.

You want me to kill her.

Kill her?

Please.

I'm not a monster.

Why me?

Because you are just good enough and no better.

This is against everything my kind believes.

It isn't who we are.

Who you are is a murderer in a tight spot.

Something for something, my friend.

Quid pro quo.

I can't find it.

And there's no sign of our chum

or his mystery girl.

Where is it?

Uh...uh...

[Exhales slowly, breathing stops]

Come on. It's not here.

Cashier: Right. Just this then?

Cheers.What are you doing?

Leaving.

Just like that?

Yes.

I don't want you to get hurt.

We can't just run off together.

Why not?

Guy.

Reporter: ...on a houseboat here at the Maida Vale Canal.

As you can see,

multiple Metropolitan Police units are on the scene

and have cordoned off... Aw, shit.

...the surrounding area. Doris!

[Sirens wailing, police radio chatter]

Man: Run that CCTV as quick as possible.

Man

Martin: You gotta be kidding me.

Ridge! For Christ's sake!

Did they call you on this?

I heard it from dispatch.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Hough was spouting off around the station last night.

You went around them on that DNA from Hepworth Lane?

He ain't happy. Is he ever happy?

He's your boss, ain't he? Do yourself a favor.

Stick to your knitting for a couple of days.

Oh, come on, Marty. I just want to look around.

You might regret that.

Looks like some dogs or something got in there.

It's a real mess.

Let the leads have first crack

before you go shoving your nose in.

Give them an hour or two. Yeah?

It should have been me.

What the hell are you talking about?

This is what happens when people get close to me.

First Keves, now the witches.

Ridge: Hey!

I need you both to come with me.

Now.

Man: Hey! Move it!

This is fucking bullshit.

On what basis are you taking us in?

-Save your breath. -No, seriously.

We'll take it down word for word at the station.

Really? In you go.

This way.

May I help you?

I'm here to see Dr. Jameson.

Oh. Oh, I'm sorry.

There's no one here by that name.

Oh. Cute.

Dr. Melville then, my white whale.

I'm here from Amsterdam.

I didn't receive any call from Amsterdam.

Of course you didn't. This is that call.

We can get on the horn

and rouse an elder at headquarters, if you'd prefer.

But I guarantee by the end of that conversation,

you'll be on your way to cleaning bedpans

at the field clinic in Winnipeg.

Jameson: Let her in, Patricia.

Ridge: And then there's one of you following the man

who wound up dead next to Keves Papadouris.

And Keves? Well, Her best friend.

that's you,

lives on a houseboat in Maida Vale.

Same houseboat which happens to be the scene of a mass murder.

Same houseboat I found the two of you

looking down at this morning just hours after the crime.

Never seen those trainers before in your life. Eh?