Warrior Nun

Ah!

That's right. You bailed on your training.

You can't phase through the Cruciform Sword.

Are we bonding now?

- - Ow!

You brought this on yourself.

- -

- The hell is wrong with you? - Stay out of this, Mary.

Back up.

Where do you think you're going?

You two seem like you have stuff to figure out.

- I'll be with you in a minute. - You're making a mistake.

Not as big a mistake as letting you and Duretti rip the Halo out of her.

Let's go.

What are you doing? Move!

- -

- Shit... - Great.

Of course he left me.

I would've left me, too.

I'm just a weird, formerly dead orphan.

Hey.

Hey.

Oh. Nice jacket.

Oh, yeah, I'm trying something new.

Can we, like, go now?

- Something's up. What is it? -

There may or may not be people following me right now, so...

Most likely "may."

Oh, I scoped the place.

I don't think Jillian Salvius has anyone here looking for us.

Yeah, I'm not worried about them right now.

What? You mean other people are after you?

Yeah.

Did you buy tickets?

Yeah.

Did you have to show ID?

I showed them an ID.

Come on. There's no way they can track us. Even if they do, check it out.

This boat crosses to Morocco,

then comes back to a different port closer to Portugal.

So, we hide out on the ferry, ride it back, then get to Lisbon.

And whoever's following you thinks you got off the boat in Africa.

Boom.

I like that plan.

She's not here.

No shit.

Where are you?

What you looking at me for?

Hmm.

The girl got away.

The Church.

I sent your best men, as you asked.

Well, apparently, not best enough.

Send more.

I make a better adviser than I do a general.

Right now, I need you to do both and find the girl.

Or what I'm about to do here could blow up in our faces.

- -

Human history is marked by tectonic shifts.

Not only in the way people live,

but in the way we perceive the world and its limits.

The Enlightenment gave us science,

the razor by which we were able

to separate the spiritual realm from reality.

I am here to announce we are entering a new Era of Enlightenment.

And I propose a new question.

What if what we perceived as a razor is, in fact, a bridge?

The Ark is that bridge.

A quantum portal to another realm.

For the first time,

human beings will be able to travel beyond this universe.

- - What is this bridge, please?

Before you ask, I can't tell you what lies on the other side,

but I'll tell you what I believe.

I believe there is an afterlife,

but it's not like what they talk about in books and scripture.

God, or whatever you believe created us, gave us free will:

the ability to think, construct, and invent.

And He gave us Divinium,

this extraordinary conductive metal,

which has given life to my work.

What if God provided us with the tools

to find our own way to a realm where death doesn't exist?

- - What exactly is Divinium?

Some will call my work blasphemy.

They will do everything in their power

to destroy the innovations that stand to disrupt the foundations

on which the Church and its power are built.

But to deny humanity access to this bridge,

as opposed to vague promises of ascendance,

that would be the true blasphemy.

Are you suggesting that the Church may take action against you?

They already have.

I call upon the Vatican to cease all hostile operations.

I am not an enemy.

In fact, I have some very good news for them:

Heaven does exist,

because I discovered a gateway to it.

- Thank you. -

Could you tell us a little bit more about the substance, please?

Jillian Salvius just declared open war on the Vatican at a press conference.

It wasn't unprovoked.

Mind yourself, Sister.

The Sister is right.

We must prepare for retaliation.

War can't be the answer.

We have the Shield. She can't complete her machine without it.

The first order of business, then, is to secure the Shield of Faith,

and prevent her from finishing her work.

Is it possible? What she claims the machine can do?

There is only one path to Heaven: by the grace of God.

If she really has built a bridge, I assure you, it leads directly to Hell.

We are squabbling over armor when the Halo is still out there.

This isn't just a battle over metal

or ideology.

This is the battle for the soul of humanity.

Sister Beatrice... we will send the Shield of Faith

to the Vatican for safekeeping.

Your Eminence, it will be safe here.

The Sister Warriors have been entrusted with the care of Divinium for centuries.

This isn't up for debate.

You need to make a decision.

Either get in line or be removed from your position.

It's over.

I'm finally free.

Hey, it's me.

Oh, hi. Come in. No one's here.

Coast is clear.

- Why do you need a T-shirt? - Thanks.

Again?

Whose blood is that?

It's mine, but everything's fine, really. It's okay.

Yeah, except your shirt is covered in blood

and people are chasing you.

Can we grab a drink or something?

Hey, you can trust me.

All I'm asking for is an explanation.

Yeah, then we'll definitely need a drink.

You and I aren't finished.

Touch me again and we will be.

- You let her get away. - While protecting her from you.

I'm doing my job.

More than I can say for you.

Well, then, let's get this straight.

I don't trust you. No, I don't even like you.

You think 'cause you were groomed for the Halo, it's your God-given right.

Don't expect me to feel bad about what I'm doing.

We need a trained Warrior Nun

who will take orders and fulfill our mission.

Well, she'll figure it out.

And what's your plan?

- Just drink. -

All right.

Why are people after you?

I, um...

I took something that doesn't belong to me.

That's all?

I mean, the people who want it back are, like, really pissed.

What was it?

A ring.

A very weird, old ring.

- Can I see it? - No.

No. I'm hiding it.

There's something else you're not telling me.

I am so screwed.

I'm gonna have to come clean.

- You've been shady about your past. - He knows.

About who you are. Where you came from. I know almost nothing about...

I spent my life in an orphanage. Okay?

Playing the sympathy card.

I am officially a dick.

I was in a car accident.

I survived, but my mom didn't.

How old were you when it happened?

Seven.

My father was never in the picture, so I was alone.

After the hospital, they took me to this... orphanage,

where I've spent almost every day since.

The day we met was actually the first day I walked.

Out of there, I mean.

Well, it all makes sense now.

What does?

That probably came off wrong,

but you not wanting to talk about your past.

The fact that everything feels like the first time.

It's not exactly a thing you would share on a first date.

Oh.

Is that what it was?