The first 200 lines.
We can't leave Laguna alone. - He's already alone! It's dangerous.
It's full of nutcases.
It was a bad idea. They'll find nothing.
What the hell is this?
Highclare? Come on, Laguna. Say something.
The Highclare Forum is a kind of think tank for millionaires.
Barbrow controls it. - He has friends.
More than friends, slaves. It's said that he can control minds.
Vergara is with the devil?
They convinced me to do terrible things.
And they get me out of the way. - Until they need you again.
You have to get to Lombardi. Vergara said so.
We can't keep running away. We have to make a trip.
Good morning. I'm Father Lombardi.
PORTSMOUTH, ENGLAND
Can I see your invitation please?
Can I see your invitation please? Thank you.
Yes. Lovely to see you again.
Welcome.
So I say to him, are you serious? You're using a five iron?
You'll be in a bunker all afternoon. - Not if he had a good sand wedge.
The ball would bounce up out of the sand.
He did have one, but it's another thing to know how to use it.
Knowing him, the most likely thing is that he's still there.
VATICAN CITY, ROME
Come in, please.
The book?
Yes. I have it here.
Hold on.
We can't know what we're dealing with unless you let me see it.
Sorry, Father, but we don't know... - I understand.
You don't know me. - And I don't know you.
I have to trust what you say. - Is that what you mean?
What's your relationship with Father Vergara?
We're like brothers. We studied together, here in Rome.
Of course, but I'd like to know more.
I'll show you something.
This was the lecture hall.
Here Vergara and I devoted the precious years of our youth,
studying the scholastics, St. Augustine, St. Thomas.
All that spirituality, what has it become?
A sports center.
We have to leave now. Mike is waiting.
That's life. Even the Vatican needs money.
Oh, if Vergara could see it.
You take over.
Come on.
Thank you.
He liked simple things.
He was happy in our little town, beside the sea.
He loved sailing.
Right, Paco? - Yes.
It was a little boat, no?
He had a little boat, didn't he?
Yes, a boat painted blue.
That's right. Blue.
Sometimes when he went to sea...
Yeah, he used to call me from sea and I used to tell him...
This call will cost a fortune. But he didn't care.
He could spend hours on the phone.
The town isn't on the coast, is it?
No. - Shit.
Give me the book. - Stop talking this bullshit.
Shit!
Fuck!
Thank you.
We've been waiting almost an hour.
Who does this guy think he is? - Relax, darling.
Do you know the money I've lost to get to this talk?
Relax, sweetie. - Okay.
All right.
I'll see you afterwards, okay? - Okay.
Hi.
Mike, he's already here. Don't worry. Everything's under control.
Okay. - Hi, sugar.
It's very simple and very complicated at the same time,
but it could be summarized like this.
That's why we're here. I told you this last year
and apparently, things haven't changed.
We know what is going to happen, but not when.
We need to know the exact moment, so as to react in time
and control our options. Yes or no?
That's right. - That is why I have come to
the conclusion that the only way to know the exact date and time
of the end of the world is to provoke it ourselves.
Well, that seemed to catch your attention, didn't it?
Yeah.
Why deny it? This world is finished.
Resources are becoming exhausted.
Wars are becoming increasingly menacing.
The climate is a catastrophe and keeping the species alive
is terribly, terribly expensive.
Everything that these poor wretches have done in
their governments are just Band-Aids.
The real question is, how do you really fix something?
For real.
I'll give you one example of how. We've done it thousands of times.
It's an everyday gesture we all make without paying attention to it.
Our laptop is broken, or our cell phone, or the television.
We don't know what's wrong. We tried everything. It's blocked.
It just doesn't respond.
Is there no solution? Yes, there is.
We turn it off and we turn it on again and like magic,
it works again.
As simple as that.
We all know it, but no one wants to accept it.
Reset. Start from zero.
Or rather start from 0.0000000001.
And that one... that one is us.
And you're wondering, question,
"What makes us so special as to be chosen?"
Well, the answer is simple. - Money! M-O-N-E-Y.
Yes, that's right, Mike. Money.
Because you have it, a lot of it, and that's a good thing.
Even though you've bought everything there is to be bought,
still, you feel empty, sad, bored.
There's something missing, isn't there?
Love!
But love is not that wimpy thing we see in the movies.
Love is the absolute conviction that something is good for you.
And, dear people, there is nothing better for you than being alive
and loving yourselves.
Loving yourselves, that is what it's all about.
Now, if any of this makes you uncomfortable, that's okay.
The door is always open.
However, this is going to happen.
Tuesday, March 20th, at 21:30 hours during the spring equinox,
we will experience the final death rattles of this planet
and then... nothing.
It's over.
Reset.
Now you can be among the chosen, or you can watch from the outside.
The choice, as always, is yours.
Sir, there's something... - No.
No? Why? Let me at least...
Aren't you used to the fact that I know everything in your mind?
I'm told they've took Father Vergara from one of the palace dungeons.
Where are they taking him? What will you do with him?
He betrayed me in thought.
We do not need him. - Are you still delving into his soul?
Into his, yours and all human beings. It's my job, Fabio.
I note a certain obstinacy in Vergara's case.
It's as if he were special to you.
Don't concern yourself, Fabio. - I'm not, Your Highness.
But Vergara is more necessary now than ever.
Don't you think?
My 12 apostles. I'd like you to meet Peter.
So to speak, "He upon whom I shall build my Church."
Come on up here, Reginald.
Thank you. Thank you.
40 years, 40 years in the making. We knew what we were looking for.
We found it, but with no way to put it into practice,
at least not by any means known to mankind.
That was a bit of a disappointment.
What many would consider to be a dead end,
a hopeless situation, but one man did not give up.
Christian Barbrow did what he's done his entire life,
make the impossible possible.
Boy, and they say I pay him too much.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
My friend, you look fantastic. Thank you.
Billy, I need to be there within half hour.
Hey! Mr. Johnson. Excuse me. - Hold on a minute.
I just wanted to take the opportunity to say hello
and thank you for all the work you're doing.
Thank you. Thank you very much. - Hey, what are you doing?
Don't bother him. - Am I bothering you?
It's okay. Hold on one second. - This is intolerable.
All right. - Sorry.
I'm so sorry. - I'll be with her...
Forgive me. - I'm on it.
Come with me. Come with me. - Such a stupid guy.
ROME, ITALY
Will they have found the body? - No. I don't think so.
Two cappuccinos. The bathroom? - First door on the left.
Close it.
Open it. - No way.
Paco.
What's this? The bathroom isn't for making love.
Your coffee, Father Lombardi. - Thank you.
Are you Lombardi?
You're Elena, aren't you? I've been waiting for you for a long time.
I am the real Lombardi, my dear.
Salcedo. How did you find me? - It's my job, remember?
You'll get nothing from here. It's not like in the town.
What do you know of Paco? - Excuse me?
You're with him and her. - I'm carrying out an investigation.
Nothing to do with any nonsense in the town.
Tell him I want to see him.
I just told you. - His life is in danger.
Only I can save him.
But you're reading it in reverse. - Paco!
You can't read it like a normal book, or you lose your head.
Literally.
There is no doubt. The eyes of God.
Some call it so, but it has other names.
This is the Wormius translation from the edition by Theodorus Philetas,
identical to one stolen from the Vatican. It's the finest.
And the John Dee edition in the British Museum,
but it has many errors that make it quite unreliable.
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