You might have warned me that archeology is really, really boring.
I did. You just weren't listening.
I listened to you...
I really don't know what I would have done without you.
It's okay. You'd have done the same for me.
No. I would have gotten you a bottle of wine and a copy of Bridget Jones.
What do you think we're doing tonight?
Don't be afraid.
Pas a pas.
"Step by step."
I have two books.
Hello?
My daughter.
Dame Alais, shall I attend on you now?
Later, Rixende. When I get back from the river.
- Alice? - What happened?
You're fainted. You're okay now.
The ring? Where's the ring?
There was a pain in my side like I'd been stabbed.
I saw the blood.
There was... a fire.
People screaming.
And a woman. I felt like I knew her.
You were hallucinating. You need to see a doctor when you get home.
What the hell were you doing in there?
Alice, suppose there'd been a tremor. You could have been trapped.
This is what comes of having amateurs on a dig.
He seems upset.
Are you surprised?
Alice, you've contaminated the site.
What the hell were you thinking? And the police are swarming all over the place.
- Police? Why? - The bodies, Alice. The skeletons.
- I just picked up a ring, that's all. - I didn't find any ring.
I dropped it.
- Where, exactly? - I don't know.
Try to think. It's important.
I don't remember.
Father!
There's a body in the river. A Jew, I think.
- You went down to the river without an escort? - Please, father, listen to me.
This man was still wearing fine clothes, jewelry...
And there was something else. The thumb on his left hand had been cut off.
Take me to him now.
You thought he might be someone you knew, didn't you?
An old friend from my days in Chartres.
Why would they cut off his thumb?
Out of the way!
I must attend the council.
Do you have regrets, Guilhem?
I've betrayed my marriage bed. Of course I have regrets.
I mean about marrying my sister.
Don't push me too far, Oriane.
Must a widow live like a nun the rest of her life?
There are other men who could satisfy your desires.
And you have a wife who can indulge yours.
And yet here we both are again.
You can leave now, but we both know you'll be back.
I saw a cheva... Dame Alais.
I saw a chevalier arrive at the Chateau Comtal.
Does that mean the crusaders are coming?
Even if they are, Viscount Trencavel has vowed to protect his people,
no matter what their faith.
Help yourself, Sajhe.
Dame Alais and I have finished. I have nothing more to teach you.
You are the greatest healer in Carcassona, Esclarmonde.
I am merely your apprentice.
The pupil has far outstripped the teacher.
I cannot believe that.
I'd better go.
Guilhem will be expecting me.
Goodbye, Sajhe.
How dare you be late for council.
I'm not late.
If I say you are late, then you are late.
I know you hate me, my lord. You cannot stand the fact
that your daughter loves another man more than you.
My daughter is young, and she sees only the fine, brave chevalier.
But I know the arrogance and vanity of the real man.
Alais!
Remember your position, sister.
Would Guilhem Du Mas approve of his wife galloping like a kitchen maid?
I was hoping to see him before council began.
Too late. Pity. I know you can hardly bear to spend a moment apart.
I can't speak for my husband, but for my own part, that is true.
I see no shame in it.
How much you love him.
But be careful, Alais. Men are fickle.
Their affections change.
Guilhem is not like that.
Let us go in together.
I'm sure we are both eager to hear our country's fate.
Silence for your Seigneur, Raymond-Roger Trencavel!
One year ago, his Holiness, Pope Innocent III
preached a Crusade against what he called "the cancer of heresy"
spreading unchecked through our land.
The Cathars were, in his words, worse than the very Saracens.
These pious and humble men, he said, were the enemies of God.
I have recently received news that a northern host of more than 20,000 men
was preparing to invade these free Christian lands.
They are advancing south and may be with us in under a week.
They are determined to persecute and destroy the Cathar people.
Move out!
I have heard that two of the most powerful barons of northern France
are amongst their number.
Guy D'Evreux
and the fifth Earl of Leicester, Simon De Montfort.
But I promise you this. For as long as I rule,
no man in the Languedoc will be condemned for his honest beliefs.
Let each of us worship in peace.
And together we all prosper.
All this fuss over a ragged band of heretics.
How much simpler would it be to have done with it
- and make a bonfire of them all. - These people are my friends.
Perhaps... but they will lead us to ruin.
We must do everything possible to avoid war.
Your wisdom belies your youth, Messire.
The Pope has established a new inquisition to persecute the Cathars.
His informers are everywhere.
The Pope does not frighten me. I take my duty from God.
Even so, it would be wise to worship in private,
at least until the Crusade is over.
I have never made a secret of my faith, and never will.
What will be, will be.
Thou who art never deceived, who doth never lie nor doubt,
grant us to know what thou knowest, to love what thou dost love.
We fear lest we meet death in this realm of an alien god.
Get up, you Cathar devils!
Guy D'Evreux, in the name of God, do what you will withe me,
but take mercy on these innocents.
Hand me a bow.
Get up off your knees.
There.
There's your mercy.
Kill the heretics.
Make their priest watch.
Mademoiselle Tanner? I am Detective Yves Biau.
This is Monsieur Paul Authie, a lawyer from Carcassonne.
We have some questions.
I understand you are not a professional archeologist?
I'm a teacher. Shelagh O'Donnell's an old friend.
She invited me to join the dig for a few days.
- So you're on holiday. - No, not exactly.
A relative in Carcassonne left me a few things in her will,
- but I wanted to come here first. - What things?
I don't know yet. I'm seeing the lawyer tomorrow.
Most people would be curious to discover their inheritance,
yet you waste your time here first. Why?
The lawyer's been away, and I don't consider my time here wasted.
Or is the truth that you have a particular reason for being here?
If you must know, I've just had a really bad breakup with my boyfriend,
and I wanted to get away for a while.
I am not interested in your personal life, Mademoiselle Tanner.
Might I ask what your role is in this investigation, then?
No, you may not. Just answer my questions, please.
- I'm trying to. - Good.
Stealing ancient artifacts is a serious criminal offense.
I know that.
- So stop telling lies. - I haven't lied.
You claim to have discovered a ring in the cave, but no ring has been found.
No one else has seen this mysterious ring.
So we have two options.
Either you were mistaken...
or you took it.
Which is it?
Why would I mention it at all if I was going to steal it?
And Shelagh will back me up. Ask her.
She says she knows nothing of any ring.
I told her all about it. She went into the cave herself.
- She went into the cave? - Yes, she did.
Your bag, please.
What?
- Search her. - You have no right to search me.
She's right.
Let's go.
Let's go!
You shouldn't talk to her like that. You shouldn't even be here.
If I want your opinion, Biau, I'll ask for it.
Remember who you really work for.
They weren't there. Neither the books nor the ring.
- Did you search the cave yourself? - Of course. But I wasn't the first in.
I hope you mean our contact in the police.
Not just Yves Biau . Shelagh O'Donnell.
And there's the woman who discovered the cave, Alice Tanner.
They all had the time and opportunity.
Then I suggest you find out which of them took it.
There's something else.
Someone's been talking to the police about the Noublesso.
I looked into it, and discovered our latest novice is a friend of Biau's.
I had them followed.
They've been meeting in secret.
I think Biau double-crossed us. His loyalties are still with the authority.
Deal with the problem.
And find what belongs to us, Paul.
Nothing is more important.
A change of plan.
I have decided to bring forward the initiation ceremony.
It will be tomorrow.
It's a great honor.
Thank you.
Marie-Cecile.
Will.
I'll show you the article. It's fun.
They call you, I quote, the toughest bitch in the pharmaceutical business.
I think they mean it as a compliment.
I don't care what they say.
What are you doing here, Will?
- I thought I'd take you to lunch. - I haven't got time to eat.
Food's optional.
Hi, this is Shelagh. Please leave a message.
Hi, Shelagh. It's me.
I'm so sorry about today in the cave.
Please just ring me back, okay? I can't get through. Bye.
Yes?
Madam.
What is it, Francois?
Intendant Pelletier wishes to speak with you.
Come in.
War is coming, Alais.
It's time I told you the truth.
- What truth? - About a vow I made many years ago.
You're going to think I'm drunk or I've lost my wits, but you must believe me.
I'm talking of the true history of the Grail.
The Holy Grail? The cup that Christ drank from the night of the Last Supper?
Well, the legend of the Grail has its place in Christian tradition.
The real story, the true story, is much older than that.
See, the ancients possessed wisdom that has long since been lost to us,
- and the Grail is the secret essence of that wisdom. - What is that secret?
All you need to know for now is that many years ago,
I was admitted to a secret brotherhood sworn to protect it.
The wisdom of the Grail is contained in three books,
- and I am in possession of one of them. - You?
It was entrusted to me by a man named Harif.
I met him in the Holy Land. He's without doubt the wisest man I've never known.
- Where are the two remaining books? - Safely with the other guardians.
I heard today from Harif that the three books are to be reunited
and taken to a safe place in the mountain.
The other guardians, do you know who they are?
One of them. He's an old friend. A Jew named Simeon.
It was Simeon you thought to be found murdered in the river.
I was wrong, thank God. But I do believe an innocent man was mistaken for him.
Somehow, the secret has been betrayed.
What about the book under your protection?
It's well hidden.
When the time comes,
if things go badly at Carcassona, I will tell you where.
In the meantime, I only hope I still have time to fulfill my obligations.
But if I cannot, you must take my place.
The labyrinth is a symbol of the Grail.
Now, this ring, keep it safe.
The other guardians will know you by it.
When the time comes, they will tell you what to do.
But why me, Father?
Oriane is your eldest daughter. She has power and influence at court.
Why not entrust this duty to her?
Oriane thinks too much of her own wealth and comfort.
Only you possess the qualities needed for so great an undertaking.
Keep it safe.
I shall wear it close to my heart... always.
Oh, damn this infernal heat.
These are the devil's lands.
It's the fires of hell that warm them.
Perhaps God will grant us a cooling breeze,
once we've burnt all the heretics.
Any miracle is possible in the Lord's hands.
I'm glad you find heresy so amusing, D'Evreux.
There are some of us who take our Holy mission more seriously.
No one has ever questioned my loyalty to the Pope and the Holy Mother Church.
Why else would I join his Crusade?
For land.
- For power, perhaps. - I already have enough land.
And as for power, I am content to be your lordship's humble servant.
Such humility becomes you.
Perhaps you can join me at prayer later.
Nothing would give me greater pleasure.
Good. I'll make honest Christians of these people,
even if I have to kill every last one of them to do it.
Oriane.
You look surprised.
Only because you visit so rarely. Is there anything you want?
Must I have a particular reason to visit my own sister?
Of course not.
You are very welcome.
Francois said our father summoned you to his chambers last night.
What did you speak of?
Only trivial matters.
Nothing worth repeating.
Will you show me your necklace?
It's a common piece of little merit.
Your own is so much prettier.
- But still, I'd like to see it. - I'd rather not.
I fear such poor workmanship would offend you.
You refuse.
- If I have offended you in any way... - Had you come to me honestly,
I might have forgiven for stealing our father's love, but...
I see now the time for that is done.
- Hello? - Mademoiselle Tanner?
This is Karen Fleury, your aunt's solicitor.
- Have you forgotten our appointment? - No. Yeah, sorry.
I'll be there in a few minutes.
Shelagh, it's me again.
Where are you?
Just... just call me back, okay?
The will is perfectly straightforward.
You can visit the house whenever you like.
The house?
Your aunt's house. Well, your house now.
That was her legacy to you.
I was expecting a few family heirlooms, and like jewelry, maybe, but her house!
- Why me? - You were her only living relative.
Beyond that, I couldn't say.
If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to call.
Mademoiselle Tanner!
This is the private address and phone number of Marie-Cecile de L'Oradore.
She knows your friend Shelagh well. Tell her everything about the cave.
She will explain. And don't trust anyone else.
Not even the police.
- Hello? - Audric, it's Biau.
Yves.
The cave has been found.
Yes. I know.
- There were two skeletons inside. - And what else?
There was no sign of the books. I saw it for myself.
And the ring?
I just sent it to you.
Thank you, Yves. I promise you're doing the right thing.
I'm getting closer to the Noublesso. I have someone on the inside now.
Be careful. Marie -Cecile de L'Oradore has friends everywhere,
- including high up in the police. - Listen, Audric.
The woman who discovered the cave, her name is Alice Tanner.
Grace's niece.
I had to give her Marie-Cecile's name. They expect me to deliver her.
If I don't, I blow my cover. But don't worry, she's under surveillance.
Yves, are you there?
Yves?
Hello?
Hello!
Sorry.
Sorry. I'm looking for Madame de L'Oradore?
I was given this address by Detective Biau.
Is she at home?
Not right now.
I'm looking for my friend, Shelagh O'Donnell.
Never heard of her.
I'm sorry. It's probably just a mistake.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Why don't we go inside and figure it out?
You're not getting away that fast. I just lost my iPod.
- I'm Will. - Alice. Nice to meet you.
Yeah, you too.
- So you don't know why this cop sent you here. - No. He just told me
that I should tell Madame de L'Oradore everything I know about the cave.
What cave?
Doesn't matter.
Look, I really don't know why I came. I thought she might know something.
I can just call her right now, even if she's in a meeting.
No, no, no, there's no need. Just tell her I came by.
But I should go. I've taken up enough of your time.
I mean, at least have a coffee.
I came to Paris to write a new book.
We met at a gallery, and she said I should hang in Toulouse for a while.
And here you are.
Here I am.
- Could I have read any of your books? - That's "book." Singular.
And if you have, you'd be in a pretty exclusive club.
- It only sold 500 copies. - That doesn't mean it isn't good.
Thank you.
Why don't you leave your number, and then Marie-Cecile can call you?
Yeah.
Thank you. I'll text you my number in case you need to get in touch.
Okay.
Local detective Yves Biau was killed earlier today
in a hit and run on the back streets of Toulouse...
Are you worthy of initiation into the Noublesso Veritable?
Do you swear on your life to uphold its laws and customs
and to preserve its mysteries?
I do.
We are the Noublesso Veritable...
Inheritors of the Grail.
And you're a traitor!
Make ready, men.
Form up.
We've ridden out and seen the Crusaders' line.
They're two days away, maybe less.
We must prepare for siege.
But at least you will return safely, Messire.
If that doesn't prove God is on our side, what does?
I must speak with you in private, Alais.
You must greet my daughter later, Du Mas. I have business with her.
- What business? - It's none of your concern.
Anything involving my wife is my concern.
Forgive me.
I apologize.
Your first loyalty has always been to your father.
He'll calm down.
You must excuse us too, Rixende.
What is it, Father? Where are we going?
I've heard an old friend has arrived here from Bezier.
Give this ring to Simeon.
My friend! It really is you!
Simeon, this is my daughter, Alais.
So you too received a letter from Harif.
Would you mind waiting in the other room?
The book of numbers.
Your father already has the book of words.
Each of us according to our skills.
What of the book of potions? I thought that too was in your care.
It was collected by Harif's messenger, a wise and learned woman.
I never learned her name.
Harif's letter did speak of a sister in Carcassona.
Tell me more about Harif.
Harif is the navigator.
He's responsible for preserving the secret of the Grail.
Years ago, in the Holy Land, he appointed us all to our tasks.
He's the finest man I ever met.
I know the book will be safe in your hands, Bertrand.
Keep well, Simeon. I fear our enemies are close by.
Leave us.
Are you mad?
Alais and our father conspire to mock you.
They treat you with contempt.
- Cover yourself. - Do not toy with my affections.
You speak of lust. That's not affection.
And what if I were to say you forced yourself on me?
Your honor would be stained forever.
My sister has a ring of unusual design she wears around her neck.
Bring it to me.
I am not some petty thief.
Save your lies and scheming for the next fool to share your bed.
If you care about your marriage at all, you will bring me that ring.
And what if I don't, hmm?
Then you'd better hope my sister has a forgiving nature.
You mean half-sister.
In nomine patri, et filii,
et spiritus sanctus.
Well?
God bless your holy...
Do you think I care about this preposterous Crusade?
I have a much greater purpose. Now, who are you and what do you want?
My name is Arnaud Domerque.
I'm told Guy D'Evreux pays well for news of Intendant Pelletier.
I saw him in the Jewish quarter in Carcassona
- with a man named Simeon of Bezier. - Who is this Simeon?
He's a bookbinder, a Jew, recently arrived in Carcassona.
Tell me, did Simeon bring three books with him, very, very old and precious?
I didn't see any books.
- Who else knows of this? - No, no. No, I've told no one, my lord.
Good.
Drown him and find me this Jew.
Tell me, Francois,
you're familiar with the talk below stairs,
what do the maids and servants say about me?
Well, you are greatly respected there.
There's no gossip about the circumstances of my birth,
no rumors about my mother?
None that I know of.
Tell me the truth... or I will rip your tongue out.
What have you heard?
Well, there is vile talk that Intendant Pelletier is not your father.
It is tavern prattle, no more.
And who is my true father?
They say your mother whored herself with a passing ballad singer
while Pelletier was in the Holy Land.
The Intendant took her back for the sake of his honor.
He could never love you, the living proof of his wife's sin.
But there's not a word of truth in any of it.
Do people laugh at me behind my back?
A whore's daughter? The cuckoo in Pelletier's nest?
But no one would dare.
Leave me.
Wait.
Does my sister know?
Why me? Why entrust me with this secret?
Why me?
Only you possess the qualities needed for so great...
Look after the book. Keep it safe.
Where is Shelagh?
I don't know. She's disappeared.
I know her.
She wouldn't be stupid enough to steal from me.
This Catholic fixation of yours puzzles me.
My religion is my own affair.
Narrow religious beliefs have brought nothing but misery to humanity.
Only the Noublesso has the vision to lead the human race.
And there's no place in our ranks for the enemies of enlightenment.
I assure, you my first loyalty is always to the Noublesso.
Your heart is beating very fast.
You are a very attractive woman...
enough to make any man's heart race.
It isn't because you're lying?
Find the ring and the books. I don't tolerate failure.
Dame Alais, your sister is looking for you.
Yes, Rixende, I'm coming.
What are you doing here?
Safeguarding your reputation.
I found this in my chamber. It belongs to you.
I haven't seen Shelagh since yesterday,
and frankly, I've got enough on my plate without her just taking off like this.
- I'm worried about her. - Because she's not returning your calls?
- Yes. - Are you surprised?
You put this whole project in jeopardy.
We've had the dig suspended, and for God knows how long.
We've known each other a long time. This is not like her.
She was pretty upset, and my guess is she's just not talking to you.
Believe me, if she was angry, she would let me know.
- She wouldn't just ignore me. - When she calls me, I'll let you know.
- Hey. - Will. This is Alice. We met yesterday.
I know. How are you?
I'm good. Look, have you said anything to Marie-Cecile yet?
No.
I've changed my mind. Don't.
Why? Is something wrong?
No, no, not exactly, it's just, um...
You know that policeman, the one who gave me the address?
- Oh, yeah, yeah. - He's been killed.
A hit and run.
You're not saying she had something to do with it.
No, no. I don't know. It's probably just coincidence.
Look, I really don't know what I'm saying. I should go. Take care. Bye.
Alice...
Excuse me.
Aren't you Simeon the bookbinder?
The fortified citadel of Montsegur.
Rumors have long persisted that the Grail was smuggled
from the besieged citadel in January 1244...
shortly before the final defeat of the Cathar people.
Many of the Catholics at Cathar...
At the time of the seige,
the choir stools were taken and used to make the defences of the castle.
You.
Why me?
Will. I didn't expect to hear from you again.
Listen, did you find your friend yet?
No.
Well, maybe I can help. I mean, to be honest, I could use someone to talk to.
Okay. Sure. I'm in Carcassonne.
All right, just text me your address, and then
I'll let you know when I'm on the way.
Look, I should warn you
that something really weird is happening to me right now.
I can do weird.
Hello, Alais.
I've come to ask you a question.
Ask me anything you like.
Have you too received a letter from Harif?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I don't believe you.
Who better than a healer to guard the book of potions?
Why have you never told my father you were the other guardian?
The fewer people knew, the safer the books.
- What are you doing here? - Our father sent me to fetch you.
Why?
He said it was a private matter.
Leave those alone.
What is it you really make here, Esclarmonde de Servian?
Potions and spells for the weak-minded?
Women have been burned as witches for less.
I am a simple healer, Oriane.
I use nature's way. That is all.
I'm ready to go now.
I assume work to dismantle the choir stalls in the cathedral has begun?
Yes. Bishop Rochefort is not pleased. He is unused to sleeping on a stone floor.
- City fortifications are more important than the bishop's comfort. - True.
We need every piece of timber we can lay our hands on.
Father!
My daughter. A moment, Messire.
Thank you.
Yes? What is it? You can see I'm busy.
- You asked for me, Father. - No.
This is some game of Oriane's.
I was with Esclarmonde.
The healer? What of it?
She is the sister Harif wrote to you about. The other guardian.
Are you certain?
Right. I'll see her as soon as I can. Safety of the city comes first.
If Carcassona is safe, the books are safe.
What of Oriane? Can she be trusted?
She has no reason to betray us.
Then you do not see the darkness in her heart.
Hey, you're slacking. There's a jug left unbroken.
Well done.
Where is it?
What are you doing?
I order you to leave at once or you will have my father to answer to!
Bye.
- Did they find it? - No. No danger of that.
Try to stay hidden until my father arrives.
He will know what to do.
Taxi. Taxi!
They called them roads to Jerusalem.
Catholic penitents would walk these labyrinths to the centre,
symbolizing a growing closeness to God.
There's a famous labyrinth in Chartres cathedral.
Apparently, it's rumored the Holy Grail is buried underneath.
Well, has anyone ever looked?
And risk finding out it's not there?
No, that'd be bad for business.
So, what's going on with you?
I'm having...
... an 800-year-old déjà vu.
Okay.
I don't know. You probably think I'm mad.
I don't think you're mad.
I keep seeing this girl from the past. Sometimes she's in my dreams.
Sometimes she's standing right in front of me.
Earlier, I was in the church, and I saw her. She came towards me.
She was looking at me straight in the eyes. She was upset, but it...
It felt like she was in danger.
And it feels like maybe I am too.
I don't know. This stuff with Biau, the policeman.
The fact he was killed, and the visions. It feels like it's linked.
This guy was murdered yesterday.
And?
Marie-Cecile was one of the last people to see him alive.
So if you're right about this cop,
then that's two dead people in 24 hours with a direct connection to her.
You really believe she's connected to this?
She's been acting a little strange recently. And to be honest,
I don't really know anything about her.
And I need to find out.
Where are the books, Simeon?
Did you give them to Pelletier?
I will find the Grail.
Note that well before you die.
Come, tell me where the books are.
I'm going to flip this coin. If it's heads, I'm going to stab you.
If it's tails, I'm going to flog you to death.
Now, that's gonna be very exhausting for me,
and it's gonna be a damn sight more uncomfortable for you.
But it's your choice.
The whip or the blade.
Or...
... you could tell me where the books are.
Oh, dear.
It's tails.
Tell me your name, sir.
I'll pray for your soul.
Have you taken the ring?
I told you, I never even saw it.
It must have been Biau.
What about Alice Tanner?
She has nothing to do with it.
Why is Marie-Cecile doing this to me?
She doesn't even know you're here.
But she thinks you have betrayed her.
Why?
Do you know why I am here?
Someone must stand against blasphemers.
Someone must take God's side.
You do not have to suffer, Shelagh.
Just tell me what I need to know.
I am telling you the truth. Biau took the ring.
He was supposed to give it to Marie-Cecile.
- So then why didn't he? - I don't know!
I don't know.
Why does this ring matter so much?
Marie-Cecile thinks it's the key... - What?
Marie-Cecile thinks it's the key to the labyrinth.
I don't know any more than that. I swear. I swear.
You're going to call Marie-Cecile now and read her this...
word for word.
Be natural.
- But I... - Just do it. It's ringing.
Hello?
Marie-Cecile, it's Shelagh.
I have the books and the ring.
I want 20,000 Euros.
Meet me at the cave tomorrow at six.
Well done.
Good girl.
Will you let me go now?
No.
Alais Pelletier Du Mas.
Guilhem Du Mas.
"By now, Alice, you will know something of the mysteries of the labyrinth.
If you come, I will do my best to give you the answers you crave.
I have waited for you so long,
but only you can now decide your own fate.
Perhaps your dreams are already leading you to me.
I pray it is so. "
I've been in the chapel, praying.
I do not think my words flew up to God.
All I could think of...
were the many wrongs I've done you.
I beg your forgiveness for my coldness towards you.
You look tired.
You should sleep.
I don't want to sleep.
There's still time for things to be right between us.
Messire, Dame.
Come quickly.
What is it, Father?
God preserve us all.
Out of the way, quick!
Reinforce the city walls!
Pull! Pull! Pull!
Hurry along. Over there. Hurry along now.
Pull! Pull!
Put to flame!
Release!
If this continues, Carcassona will be nothing more than rubble!
We will strike swiftly,
we will destroying the trebuchets
and be back through the gate before they even know it.
We must teach these barbarians a lesson.
Archers!
We fight for our tradition!
We fight for our honor!
We fight!
Draw!
Now!
Police. We have a few questions.
What is this about?
Could you, uh, just come with us, please?
The most fortified city in southern France.
Despite the overwhelming superiority
of the Crusader forces, these walls were never breached.
Have you seen Guilhem?
We were separated. We have lost the river.
Guilhem! Are you wounded?
No. No, no, it's the blood of other men.
So many dead.
Help them. I have to go. I have to go.
Blessed is the
Hold him down.
You have no need of such protection here, my Lord.
A wise soldier always comes prepared against treachery.
No man will harm you during a parley. I would see him dead first.
That's very touching.
So, Trencavel, have you called us here to surrender?
I will listen to any just and reasonable proposal for peace.
Do you still defy the Pope and God himself?
I command you to your knees to beg forgiveness.
You do not command here, my Lord Abbot. And the Pope may have my soul,
but not my land as well. - Abandon these Cathar devils,
and you will be treated with the respect owed to your status.
Not a single one of my subjects will be handed over to the Pope's Inquisitors.
The smoke of their Holy fire would choke me too.
You asked for reasonable terms. Well, then.
You and a dozen of your household can leave tonight,
bearing only what you can carry.
The city, its people and everything in it will then pass to the Host.
You must think I possess neither pride nor courage.
This war is not of my choosing. But I will fight it to the end.
Tell me, Francois, are there secret paths out of the city?
Smugglers and thieves will always find a way... for the right reward.
Get a message to Guy D'Evreux. Tell him I've heard of his interest in the Grail
and can help him in his quest. Tell him there are many ways I can be of service.
Dr. Brayling. Have you heard from Shelagh?
Nothing for days. - You could have told me that on the phone.
I thought it was better to deal with this in person. It's all embarrassing.
It seems she might have taken something from the cave.
Shelagh wouldn't do that. - That was my first reaction.
But it turns out she knew that young policeman who was killed.
Looks like they were working together.
Under the circumstances, I can't blame Marie-Cecile for shutting us down.
Madame De L'Oradore was funding the dig? - Very generously.
Shelagh was the one who introduced me to her. They knew each other well.
Come in.
Did you send my message to Lord D'Evreux?
Yes, and he will grant you safe passage in return for the books.
I have only one. - Yet he is convinced that they are here.
Find them.
Wait.
Take this bread to my father. Tell him I made it myself.
Intendant Pelletier begs you to seek refuge with him in the Chateau Comtal.
Simeon the Jew is also there.
I know no Simeon.
Get back!
More tar! Make more tar!
Get him!
Kill him.
No! Spare him.
I will give you what you want. Please.
Dame... - What is it, Rixende?
Come quickly. It's your father.
It feels as though a wild beast is gnawing at my belly.
How is he?
The illness has taken hold of him so quickly.
Anything you want is yours. Send for me if there is any change in his condition.
The Book of Potions.
Will. - Alice, listen. This
This house, there's something wrong here.
I'll come to you. I have to get out of Carcassonne.
I'll explain when I see you.
Did you find the Tanner woman? - We lost her.
It doesn't matter.
After tonight, a few loose ends will be irrelevant.
What do you think Marie-Cecile will do when she realizes
O'Donnell doesn't have what she wants?
It will be too late for her by then.
She will meet with a tragic accident, and later,
I will destroy every last trace of the Grail.
The cave will be sealed up for eternity.
Tell me, Javier, do you go to confession?
No. - You should.
There's no finer feeling than receiving Holy Communion in a state of grace.
It feels like... being reborn.
I have a question.
In the caravan, which one of you undressed the girl?
Oh, come on, who was it?
That was wrong.
Never mind.
You were doing God's work, whether you knew it or not.
Send for a padre. I wish to make a good end.
You wish to see a Cathar priest?
I will not die in the embrace of a church that wages war against us.
The Grail is the word of God, but without the navigator,
the labyrinth is a false path.
Where is the Book of Words? - Words.
My father wishes to die in the Cathar faith.
Close the door. No one must know I sanctioned this.
Do you, Bertrand Pelletier, vow to follow the rule of justice and truth,
and to give yourself to God and to the Cathar church?
May God bless you, make a good Christian of you,
and lead you to a good end.
It has been an honor to serve with you, old friend.
Why was I not informed of my father's illness?
Has he received the last rites of the Catholic Church?
He has made his own peace with God.
Leave us. - Why?
Can I not say a private farewell to my own father?
Can you hear me, old man? Listen well.
The agony you're feeling is my hatred twisting in your guts like a serpent.
I know you are not my real father.
But your death alone will not satisfy me. Alais will suffer for your sins.
And know this. With you gone, the secrets of the grail will be mine. **
We've to report this to the police.
They said they were police.
They showed me I.D.
You sure Marie-Cecile's funding the dig? - That's what Brayling said.
Look, Will, I can't expect you to believe that. She was your girlfriend.
You'd be amazed at what I'm starting to believe about her.
What is this, some kind of cult or something?
This must be what the excavation was about, why she was funding the dig.
There was a labyrinth in the cave.
Still doesn't prove thathe's done anything wrong.
Maybe this does.
What about this?
Well, this is a winery.
No wine has been made here for years. That's blood.
If we can't go to the police, then what are we going to do?
Here's a letter I got at my aunt's house.
The guy who wrote it, I think he's connected somehow.
I'm going to go and see him. Come with me. - No, I can't.
I've been living with this woman. I've got to figure out what's been going on.
Hello!
Will?
Hey! I didn't expect you home so soon.
The meeting was boring. Did you miss me, darling?
Of course.
You seem uncomfortable. - No.
Then kiss me as though you mean it.
Maybe you should get that.
Yes, I should. In private, please.
Would you mind? Sorry.
Paul. - What's so important? I'm busy.
Shelagh O'Donnell rang. She has what belongs to us. But there's a catch.
She's demanding 20,000 Euros.
She wants me to meet her at the cave tomorrow at 6:00.
I've called a meeting of the Noublesso for tonight,
but it's not necessary for you to attend,
so I'll see you tomorrow at the cave.
Will?
Darling? - Hey.
I need the house to myself this evening. A business matter I have to attend to.
All right.
Are you okay? - I'm fine. Don't worry.
I'm sorry you had to see that. - You don't have to explain. Just be careful.
You too. Hey
I mean that, okay? Call me after you see that Baillard guy.
I will. - Take care. - You too.
Tell me where the final book is hidden.
I already have that one!
Tell me where it is, or I'll make you suffer. Show me where it is!
You're father cannot protect you now! - Oriane! Let her go.
I came as soon as I heard.
I'm so sorry. I'm so very sorry.
What hypocrisy. You hated him as much as I did.
If he was harsh with me, it was only to make me a better man,
a better husband. - How noble.
And how pretty you both look together.
But have you asked yourself, Alais,
why your husband has been so cold to you the past few months?
Oriane.
Because it was my bed he was sharing. It was my body he wanted, not yours.
Tell me it's not true, not with her.
Do you love her?
No. No, I love you.
No.
If you were a man, you would not leave this room alive.
If I were a man, I don't suppose we'd be in this position.
On my honor, I swear to God
one day I will kill you for this.
Alais?
Alais!
Loyal brotherhood of the Noublesso Veritable,
tomorrow night, after nearly eight hundred years,
the Grail will finally pass to us.
Each of you, when you took the oath that binds you to the Noublesso,
was made a promise in return.
I swore that I would make you rich beyond your wildest dreams
and grant you power
far outstripping the reach of ordinary men.
Who amongst us has not raged against the petty span of our mortal lives?
Who has not dreamed of defying death?
Tomorrow night, in the sacred cave built by our ancestors
I will make that dream a reality.
I failed Harif.
The Book of Numbers is also lost. Oriane betrayed me.
The Book of Words?
I have it with me.
I am sorry about your father. He was a good man.
I can never return to the Chateau Comtal.
There's nothing left for me there, no one I can trust.
What about Guilhem du Mas?
There's no one.
You must get to Harif in the mountains.
As long as you hold one book,
the secrets of the Grail are safe.
First we must make you well again.
Oh, I will be.
Messenger approaching!
The Abbot of Citeaux is offering safe conduct for a parley.
The Northerners are suing for peace.
Forgive me, Messire, why now?
They know the strength of our walls, Guilhem.
They could batter at them for a thousand years and still the city would not fall.
They also know thirst and disease must drive us out in the end.
They came for a quick victory, not a long siege.
Our southern summers are too hot for their northern blood.
Now, who will accompany me to the parley?
You have my sword, Messire. - Good man.
Messire, let me join the party.
With respect, Dame Oriane, this is not a woman's office.
My father had no sons, but I am willing to play a man's part.
If the Crusaders need some pledge of your good intentions,
let them take me as a hostage.
We cannot ask you to take so dangerous a risk.
Even these barbarians would not harm a woman of noble blood.
Intendant Pelletier would be proud of his daughter today.
Thank you, Messire.
Your men must disarm.
Shall we begin? There is much to discuss.
The only thing to discuss is your surrender. Take him.
What is the meaning of this?
Our safe passage is guaranteed in the terms of the parley.
Only God's justice is guaranteed.
This is against every law of chivalry and honor.
Heretics do not deserve the normal courtesies of war.
A message has already been dispatched to the city.
Raymond-Roger Trencavel will be executed
unless the gates are opened before the night is out.
Carcassonne
is ours.
Get him out of my sight. And him too!
Get him out of my sight!
Well, my lady?
I have two of the secret books that you're looking for.
And the third? - Still within the walls of Carcassonne.
But under the right terms, I'll help you find it.
What terms? - If I deliver what you seek,
you'll take me with you as your wife when you return to the north.
And what of your family, your people?
I care nothing for them.
I accept.
I will make you my wife.
The garrison has surrendered to save Viscount Trencavel's life.
All citizens are to be expelled.
There is to be no persecution of the Cathars?
Only exile. Everyone, Christian, Jew or Cathar, all must leave.
No one can take anything with them.
Thank God your father didn't live to see Carcassona in Northern hands.
Guilhem du Mas and your sister were amongst the prisoners taken.
At least she can do us no further harm.
What is important now is protecting the last book.
Who is this?
My Aunt. She suffers from drumstick. {*not sure}
What's this?
Hold him up.
You idiot!
Up! Move!
I should have killed you the first time. Now, tell me,
has the lady Alais left the city?
Tell me.
We were worried about you.
No need. I can look after myself.
Sajhe
Why don't you go and get some firewood. It will be cold tonight.
You... will need this.
It will show you the way to Los Seres,
where Harif will be waiting for you.
I cannot make the journey with you.
My strength is exhausted.
I have
understood
how few causes are worth sacrificing your life for.
Not even faith?
What right has one man to force his religion on another?
Is the world the better place for all its martyrs?
God is not some pagan creature demanding sacrifice.
He doesn't need us to kill or die for him.
Teach Sajhe to love life.
He has a special destiny.
You must help him to discover it. Promise me this.
I promise.
There will be time for grief later.
But for now we need to think about tomorrow.
I'm with child.
I'll protect you... both.
I promise.
Renounce your claim to Carcassonne
and I will let you leave.
Be sensible, man. This land is mine now.
You could rule for a thousand years,
this land will never be yours.
Leave.
Leave while you have the chance.
I choose death.
Step forward.
Kneel.
Turn around. Show this man some respect.
Have you made your peace with God?
I have.
Have you?
I said, turn away!
It is my solemn duty to inform you
that Viscount Raymond-Roger Trencavel
died of a fever this morning.
With his dying breath, he begged me to protect his people
and to rule in his place.
After much prayer, I have decided to accept
this grave and historic burden.
The war is over,
but the crusade will not end until every last Cathar heretic
is wiped from the face of the earth!
God save France! - God save France!
God save the Pope!
Lord God, grant me strength
to fight the blasphemous Anti-Christs,
in the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
Deliver me from temptation.
Monsieur Baillard... You were waiting for me.
I've waited a very long time, Alice.
I want to understand what's happening to me.
Well, there are some things that are strangely beyond man's understanding.
I'm not religious, and I don't believe in ghosts.
But I know that Alais and I are connected.
Oh, you are directly related.
Yeah, I saw the family tree in my aunt's house.
Yes, I hoped you'd find that.
Come. We should talk.
If you have sensed Alais near you,
it is because we carry our past with us in our blood, in our bones.
All our lives, our common histories are intertwined.
You know so much about her.
I'm a historian. It's my job to give a voice to the dead.
What does the labyrinth mean?
I've seen this ring before, in the cave. Alais had it, didn't she?
Yves Biau sent it to me, just before he was killed.
I saw her in the fire. Did she die in that terrible way?
So many questions, Alice.
But I sometimes wonder if you're ready for the answers.
I'm ready.
What do you know of the Grail?
The Holy Grail?
It's the chalice that Christ drank from at the Last Supper. It's a fable.
The Grail is real. Not the Holy Grail of Christian mythology,
but something much more ancient.
It's not a chalice, not an object at all.
But
It does have the power to prolong life
by hundreds of years.
That is the truth that lies at the heart of the labyrinth.
You are welcome here, Alais.
Your grandmother was a beautiful soul.
The world is poorer for her passing.
Thank you.
This is my servant... Friend. Rixende.
I see you are with child.
A few weeks only. How do you know?
In my long life, I have seen many expectant mothers. Come inside.
You must rest.
I have kept the book safe.
This cave will be yours to protect.
Very good. And that one?
Bertrande. - Bertrande.
Very good. Now see if you can write your own name.
Come. Try.
They've found us.
Harif!
Alais
You must take
my place.
You are the navigator.
But I'm not... I'm not ready.
You will know when the moment comes.
I can't replace you. I can't. I can't replace you.
You already have. You were chosen
a long time ago.
Harif was over 500 years old when he died.
He believed the long life the Grail brings
should be used to bear witness,
to remind us all of our common history.
We have a long journey ahead of us.
We must go.
Where?
Oh, I think you know where.
Soon you will understand the eternal truth of the Grail.
You're crazy.
God!
Paul, a small change of plan.
Meet me at the car park at the Pic de Soularac in an hour.
Shelagh O'Donnell said she would wait for us in the cave.
I want to talk to you first.
You should know there's someone else involved in this. A guy called Will.
He was the one that showed me the labyrinth in Marie-Cecile's house.
Is he a friend of hers?
Her lover.
You wish he was yours.
No.
I mean, I don't know. I've only just met him.
Maybe he'll prove worthy of you.
Only time will tell.
You never finished Alais's story.
Alais and the others lived for a year in the fortress of Montsegur.
However, the crusaders were taking control of the south,
and eventually the day came when the invasion reached them.
As the Cathars were rounded up, they were offered a last chance of freedom,
provided they recanted.
Many refused and chose death instead.
Alais's maid, Rixende, was one of them.
You're heretics and you'll pay the price!
Renounce!
It's your chance. Recant.
Rixende, please.
You cannot do this. Renounce your faith.
Look, look, I've put these pages in here to make it look like the book,
so just before I jump into the fire,
I will show it to them, and they will think that it's burned.
They will think that it's gone.
They won't look for you anymore. It will give you a chance to escape.
I cannot let you do such a thing. - Why not when I'm to die anyway?
You don't have to die. You could renounce your faith.
No. I've made my choice. I want to die in my faith.
Look, I must let the fire do its work before I call to Oriane.
I will pray to God for strength.
I forbid it.
I have lived as a servant, Dame.
Please, let me decide when I want to die.
May God take you in his arms today.
I will never forget you.
Be happy for me, Dame.
Sing, damn you! Sing them into silence!
Oriane! - Alais?
Oriane!
Alais!
Esclarmonde said there is no religion worth dying for.
She's right.
Would you deny your faith?
I'll tell the Inquisition whatever they want to hear.
It's of no importance to me.
All that matters is Bertrande and you.
You must know that I love you.
I've always loved you, ever since I was a boy.
I'm married, Sajhe. - To a man who betrayed you.
To the father of my child.
Can we not just continue to be the friends we have always been? Please.
Was it worth it?
Was their faith worth dying for?
Only God can answer that.
But I have worked all my long life to ensure that their names
and their courage will never be forgotten.
Is the book safe? - Yes.
As soon as night falls, make your way down the mountain.
Bertrande and I will be waiting for you.
Name? - Sajhe de Servian.
Are you a good servant of the Holy Roman Catholic Church?
I am.
Many heretics have come before us lying to save their skins.
I'm not lying.
I don't believe you.
Put him with the rest.
Why? I said I believe!
What's your name?
Bertrande.
Bertrande? Bertrande what?
She's with him, De Servian.
I was told today Alais has a child.
The father is Sajhe de Servian, a member of the garrison.
My virtuous sister had a bastard by that low-born ruffian.
What of it?
His grandmother was the witch Esclarmonde.
They were all in league to protect the books. Perhaps they still are.
The book burned with your sister.
Alais was never a Cathar. Why would she die with them?
To defy you.
Perhaps it was a trick.
You watched her roasting. The Grail has driven you mad, woman.
Even if Alais is dead, perhaps she gave the book to her daughter.
Well, go and look, then.
Because I am done with the Grail.
And De Servian?
If that's what you want, I will send someone to kill him, my dear.
Let's check the other side.
Which one is Bertrande de Servian?
Do you know what you're going to do?
You're going to take me to the Grail cave.
Where is Oriane?
Compound. Searching for a girl. Her sister
and Sajhe's daughter.
When you burn in Hell, remember it was Guilhem Du Mas who sent you there.
You know
There's a way home. {*not sure}
I'll take you to her.
What is this about? Shelagh is waiting for us Comat the cave.
Shelagh O'Donnell is dead.
What are you talking about?
She would never try to blackmail me. She was too weak.
So you forced her to make that call.
You're paranoid.
Your childish devotion to the Catholic Church always concerned me.
I couldn't think how it fitted, but then I realized
you don't want to preserve the Grail, you want to destroy it.
The Grail is a heresy, an offence against true religion.
You have a special destiny, Alice, that lies in the cave.
But it will require a choice.
You can always turn back if you wish.
Follow me.
They've discovered the Grail cave.
Wait for my word.
No, you can't go in. It's a sacred place.
Get up.
Search him. See if he has the other book- - Let her go, Oriane!
I knew your death was a trick.
Alais!
Mama!
I'll go. I'll save your daughter. - Our daughter.
Bertrande is our daughter.
Oriane... r.
Please. Please let her go.
Our father gave me the secret. I... I cannot betray it.
You never knew, did you? - Knew what?
Pelletier was not my father. That's why he hated me.
He blamed me for our mother's sin.
But I killed him. I poisoned him.
May God forgive you.
I have two books. Now give me the third.
In exchange for my daughter. - I have no desire to kill her, but I will.
Give it to me.
Run. Run! I love you.
Daughter
You're shivering.
Where is the final book? Tell me.
No, Oriane.
I won't ask again.
If you kill me, you'll never know.
Tell me!
Sajhe de Servian,
Your child's father.
He has the final book.
Here. I am a man of my word.
Forgive me.
I forgave you so long ago.
Every time I looked down at Bertrande,
all I could see was you.
It's light. - Someone is here.
Will!
She's prettier than I thought, but I'm disappointed in you, Will.
You could have done better. - Like who, you? I don't think so.
Give me the ring, or I'll shoot your boyfriend. Give it to me.
What is wrong with her?
The grail is amongst us.
I was stabbed like her. It's me, isn't it? I'm the key.
The grail flows through me.
Just as it did with Alais. Harif before her.
When the books and the true navigator are reunited, the grail must be present.
The grail is mine. Give it to me, or I'll shoot you.
As soon as Alice entered the cave, the grail was present.
It's been with us all the time. She is the navigator, not you.
If you don't give me the grail, she's next.
What do I do? - Just follow the path of the labyrinth.
It's long life you seek. The grail will do the rest.
But I warn you, you're not the navigator. There will be terrible consequences.
What will happen to her?
She will be granted the countless years she craves,
but she will grow old in an instant.
She will bitterly regret her decision.
But she made it freely. I was not so fortunate.
Alais made my choice for me.
Hey... Take my hand.
It's too late for us, Sajhe. - No.
I can help you. We can get help for you. They can help you.
There's only one way of helping me now, Sajhe.
You must take the power of the grail.
Look after Bertrande.
Esclarmonde asked me to help you live. Let me keep that promise.
Sajhe?
You were Sajhe.
Yes.
You'll do great things with your power. Tell our story.
The massacre of our people.
Help us to live again.
I did it for her.
And for the land I loved.
But had I known what it means to wander this world alone
for so long,
I would have refused.
But you succeeded, Sajhe. You did what Alais asked of you.
You bore witness. You told the truth.
And the truth
will set you free.
What must I do?
The books.
You must take the books.
You do not need to be afraid.
Step by step, you'll make your way.
Goodbye... my friend.
I loved her.
And if the gods are good,
then I shall finally see her again.
What shall I do now? Do I have to take the grail?
Should I become the navigator? - Alice
Choose love.
The mountain can keep your secret now.
Alice, come on.
I couldn't break it. I couldn't break it, I'm sorry.
I know. I know.
Come on! We have to go.
Is it over? We can rest.
Guilhem?
I am here, my love, by your side.
Always.
Alais, I have endured the long life you gave me with emptiness in my heart,
an emptiness that has spread until it became bigger than my heart itself.
But now I see, at last, what you always knew,
that the true grail lies not in the books,
but in the love handed down from generation to generation.
The truth lies all about us, in the stones,
in the rocks, in the changing pattern of the seasons.
Through the shared stories of our past, we will never die.
Montsegur was one of the most significant of all the Cathar castles.
When the crusade started in 1209, it was a place that became a refuge,
a place of great bravery, and in the end, a place of great tragedy.
You might find this very hard to believe,
but nearly 400 people lived in these walls and just outside of them
I should warn you that I've just come out of a really bad relationship.
Yeah
Me too.