"(ticking)" "(man) 12 is the magic number." "12 is divine." "12 is both the beginning and the end of time." "You must hurry." "When it comes to building clocks, father, there is no such thing as hurry." "Leave us, please." "The nazis have made a breakthrough." "Impossible." "The prophesies are True." "The end times are here." "(ticking)" "(band playing Piefke's "Preussens Gloria")" "(crowd cheering)" "(man) The scriptures say, "There shall be upon this earth" ""a distress of nations." ""the power of heaven shall be shaken." ""Nation will rise against Nation, kingdom against kingdom."" "Luke 4:22." "You know your apocalyptic verse." "Claims of the end of days are as old as time." "Ever since the apostles wrote those lines 2,000 years ago, every generation had thought it applied to them and them alone, and every time, they've been wrong." "Yes, but never before have the dead arisen." "(lowered voice) Make eye contact with no one." "(muffled voice) The nazis appropriated this place a year ago." "They began their experiments almost immediately." "Were it not for our unnamed "Friend,"" "We would never have known." "It's only a child." "Born of no womb." "(light switch Clicks, door opens)" "Run!" "(man) Hey!" "(alarm ringing) Halt!" "Halt!" "Halt!" "Halt!" "(man) The nazis cannot be stopped now." "They will come for us." "Then we must fight back." "We are too weak to fight back." "But we may not be in the future." "As Rosicruicians, we know the most important thing for us to do now is to preserve that thing that lies in the tunnels below this cathedral." "We can't do this." "A hundred generations have kept it hidden." "We're not worthy to make this decision." "If we don't, and it falls into nazi hands, it will mean the end of mankind as we know it." "(doors bang open)" "(man) There is an SS convoy two minutes behind me." "If we leave now, we might still beat them." "Praise god for you, brother." "That's it." "(SS soldiers shouting indistinctly)" "Godspeed." "(man shouts indistinctly)" "They're here!" "(men and women shouting) barricade it!" "(gunfire)" "it is up to god now." "(gasps) Not even god Can help anymore." "Only the 12 can." "(woman) ♪ so we'll start slow ♪ seriously, you gotta try this." "(chuckles) No, seriously, I don't I have to try it." "You don't even know what kind of meat that is." "And I don't care... on account of its deliciousness." "Well, careful 'cause you got a little hoof there in your teeth." "Mm?" "I like it." "Yeah?" "(Laughs)" "It's your fault 'cause you introduced me to street food." "Yeah, that was when we were young and in New Delhi." "Where, it turns out, they're not known for their health inspectors, and you ate everything off the carts." "Well, that was before." "Before what?" "Before I had something to lose." "Hmm." "You're never gonna lose me, Hank Galliston, no matter how hard you try." "All right, then." "Let's go back and get six more with everything. (Chuckles)" "Come on." "We got shopping to do." "What is it today, parts or pieces?" "We're hunting for treasure." "I mean, look at this." "Imagine what's it's seen, the hands it's passed through." "Any way to find out who?" "Not really." "I mean, things just wind up here." "You know, found in someone's attic after they die or picked up in a garage sale." "Their stories lost to history... really?" "(chuckles) Making fun of me now?" "(laughs) No!" "I'm not making fun." "I'm making fun with you, 'cause, like, we're a team." "Oh, is that it?" "Don't you have, like, a, you know, magazine to be putting out?" "I should be getting back." "I have played hooky long enough." "Well, I'm gonna be at the shop later if you wanna... you know, play a little somethin' else." "It's a deal." "I love you." "I love you, even with my hoof breath." "(laughs)" "See ya, honey!" "(Horn honks)" "(singsongy) Hello!" "We're on deadline!" "Who has got a story to pitch?" "Well, we've got a ton of news feeds coming out of Romania about a family of werewolves." "Werewolves?" "Come on, guys." "What do I tell every reporter on Their first day of work?" "(woman and man) Don't start with the headline." "Start with the facts." "Which is why we're starting with these facts..." "That there are people with a really inappropriate amount of body hair." "Mm-hmm." "They're also the symptoms of hypertrichosis, a congenital condition that causes uncontrollable hair growth." "It's the same thing that brought us..." "Julia Pastrana, the "Werewolf woman."" "Been doing this a long time, and one of the things I've learned is that the first Answer might not be the right one." "But it could be the answer to selling more magazines." "People dig a little mystery, Hank... a tease, an intellectual reach-around..." "Things like spontaneous combustion in Budapest." "Or..." "Or skunk apes in Arkansas." "I swear, you put one of these on the cover..." "No, you know what?" "I am not gonna pay for you to go skunk aping in Arkansas." "Well, it's really not as dirty as it sounds." "And the point is, if you send us, you get to chill at home with Laila for the weekend." "Yeah, and we'll stay in one room to keep costs down." "No, we won't." "What would make Laila and I happiest is knowing that our favorite reporters are safe, typing in their laptops, in Brooklyn." "Right, because Nothing dangerous ever happens in Brooklyn." "The answer's still "No."" "Okay, fine, but, you know, when the "post" Scoops up this whole skunk ape story, just remember who was there at the beginning." "Okay." "(cell phone Vibrating)" "(sighs)" "(beep)" "(chuckles) Hey there." "(Laila whispering) shh !" "There's somebody in the shop." "What are you talking about?" "(panting)" "Oh!" "Laila?" "They're trying to get in." "Hold on." "Talk to me." "(whispers) Call the police." "Honey, call the police!" "Hey, Arron, call the police." "Don't ask." "Just get 'em to Laila's shop now!" "Okay, listen, I'm on my way." "Okay?" "You hear me?" "They're breaking in." "Laila, what's going on?" "I've gotta fight 'em." "There's nothing else I can do." "No, no, do not fight them!" "Okay, I'll be there in two minutes." "Laila?" "Aah!" "Laila!" "(brakes screech)" "(siren wailing in distance)" "Laila?" "(siren continues wailing)" "Laila!" "(ticking)" "♪♪♪" "(Horn honks, sirens wail)" "(Laila's voice) How'd you get in?" "Call the police." "Honey, call the police!" "Aah!" "(Bell tolls)" "All right, Mr. Galliston, we have your statement." "When a D.I.C. Gets assigned to the case, you'll get a call." "Wait, wait." "You're telling me we're still waiting on a detective?" "We're doing everything we can." "You just asked me seven generic questions and took pictures on an 8-year-Old cell phone." "That's everything that you can?" "Sir." "I-I'm sorry, but it just doesn't add up." "I mean, if they wanted easy money, there's a liquor store right down the street." "Big money..." "There..." "There's an art dealer next door." "Laila repaired old timepieces, which, as far as I can tell, none of them are missing." "In fact, the only thing that is missing right now is my wife!" "(door closes)" "(whispers) No." "It's all right." "It's okay." "(sniffles)" "We're gonna find her, Hank." "Laila would've taken the train back from the flea market to the shop, right?" "Yeah." "She..." "She hates taxis." "She's always saying it's cheating." "Okay, so it probably would've been the "L" or the "G," right?" "You know, they've got surveillance cameras at almost every station now." "Maybe whoever did this was following her." "Hank?" "Sorry. (Grunts)" "Just, we keep asking "how."" "If we want answers, we have to ask "Why."" "W-Why her?" "Why the shop?" ""Why" Will drive you crazy, Hank." "She must've come home before she went to the shop." "(doorbell rings)" "Sorry to come by so late, Mr. Galliston." "We're here to discuss the incident on Bedford avenue." "FBI?" "We would've called first, but we..." "No, no, no." "It..." "It's fine." "Please, come in." "No, I grabbed these because I figured the could help." "I just felt like I had to..." "Had to do something." "Well, it looks like you guys were doing a whole lot of "something."" "Oh, this is where you tell us to back off, let you do your job?" "No, no, no." "This is where I say, "I get it."" "when you lose someone that you love, the hardest thing is to do nothing." "May I?" "Police have any new leads?" "Not as many as we do." "I don't understand." "We don't know much about your wife, Mr. Galliston, but we know quite a bit about who might have her." "You see, we've been working on this case for a very, very long time." "This was taken from the traffic camera across the street from the shop. (Computer beeps)" "(Hank) Is that him?" "(key clicks, beep)" "Oh, god." "Laila." "(key clicks, beep)" "(beep) Who is he?" "Name "White Vincent" Mean anything to you?" "No." "He started out as French foreign legion, ended up the highest-End mercenary in the world." "He's on every no-Fly list that we've got." "The fact that he's operating on U.S. Soil is obviously a problem." "What would a guy like that be doing, taking my wife?" "Actually, that was gonna be my question to you." "W-What do you mean?" "Well, there's only so much we can tell from Credit card receipts, travel records, about a woman, and so I... a woman?" "You..." "You're talking about Laila?" "She's the victim here." "Well, that's certainly how it would appear." "But part of my job is to look beyond appearances." "I believe you do the same thing at your magazine." "So we were wondering if you had any other information that might help us conduct our investigation." "Investigating who?" "My wife is not a terrorist." "She owns a clock shop." "And yet she's been kidnapped by one of the world's most dangerous men." "You don't find that odd?" "You know, you had me when you came in here with your "fed with a heart of gold" Thing." "That was a nice touch." "She means something to him." "I need to know what that something is." "We can help each other find Vincent." "We want the same thing." "Unless you have something more for me," "I gave the police my full statement." "You can get it from them." "I think you know what to do should anything additional occur to you." "(taps card) Hmm." "(door closes)" "Hank, are you okay?" "Laila Must've bought this today." "What are you doing?" "Guy was looking for something." "Typical movement." "Bushings." "Clicks." "Gong wire." "You're with Somebody long enough, you soak stuff up." "Escapement." "Regulator." "Quartz." "(Click) Quartz isn't right." "Hey, what's that?" "A diamond." "(chuckles) and suddenly, we have a motive." "Pretty tiny motive." "And a... flawed one at that." "Um, Hank?" "If that's not a motive, then... maybe this is." "What?" "And if I'm not mistaken, that right there is a treasure map." "(ticking)" "I'm telling you, that is definitely a treasure map." "It's not a treasure map ." "Treasure maps don't exist." "(scoffs) They were invented by Robert Louis Stevenson, and then the myth was cemented by "B" Hollywood movies." "Uh, "Goonies" was not a "B" movie." "Well, then what else would it be then?" "Okay." "I'm gonna say... near eastern." "Old." "Mm-hmm." "If we could read the writing, which we can't, it would tell us what this map leads to." "Well, I think I know where this is going." "If you can't do something yourself, find somebody who can." "The priest." "(lowered voice) You have any idea what you've got here?" "The language is... a dead strain of demonic, reserved only for the priestly elite." "But it doesn't fit 'cause that language died in the 2nd century." "2nd century?" "We're looking at a map of the western hemisphere." "They didn't know about the western hemisphere in the 2nd century." "Meaning, some wing of the church has secretly been using it for 2,000 years." "We're rewriting history books here, Hank." "But it doesn't explain Vincent." "I mean, why would a mercenary like that want this?" "'cause it's a treasure map?" "Doubt it." "The Rosicruicians weren't the materialist sort." "Rosicruicians?" "A secret society of Christian mystics." "They're still in existence, hidden throughout society, readying themselves for the apocalypse." "Father, that spot on the map... if it's not treasure, then what is it?" ""New Bartholomew."" "a city?" "A city?" "Not..." "Not with these coordinates." "This is in the arctic circle." "(cell phone rings)" "(beep)" "Hello?" "She says you have the clock." "Please, just tell me." "Is she okay?" "Do you know, Henry David Galliston, that you lived before?" "You're just a shadow of the past cast forward in time." "Is she okay?" "Your name is no more "Henry" Than mine is... you know, whatever they're calling me these days." "I don't know what you're talking about." "It's good that you don't, brother, because if you knew the real truth, you'd lose your mind, as I've lost mine." "Listen to me." "Okay, uh... (exhales) The, uh..." "I'll do you a solid." "Okay, the FBI is onto you in a big way." "So why don't you just let her go?" "Okay?" "No..." "No..." "No harm, no foul." "Oh, there's plenty of harm here, plenty of foul." "(Laila, muffled screaming)" "What are you doing?" "No, no, no!" "Don't hurt her!" "The clock comes to me on this day, or she dies... (muffled screaming)" "On this day. (Hammer clicks)" "(screams)" "No!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes." "Just... please don't hurt her." "(whimpering) the park, between Pine and 23rd." "Bring the clock at 4:00." "And, Hank, you've seen enough films to know not to get the police involved." "(phone beeps)" "If I could still advise caution?" "Now what we have here is a profound historical import." "To yield it to a madman..." "We're talking about my wife here." "This guy's a pro." "We mess with him, she's dead." "I've known you since grade school." "I married the two of you." "This is not easy for me to say." "But if the guy's a pro, you think he's gonna let someone who can I.D. Him go?" "Then what?" "We've got the one thing motivating him to keep her alive." "We stop him before he gets it, she might live." "He wants the clock, we bait him with the clock, but we hold on to the diamond." "(woman) What's he's asking?" "Cash." "Lots of it." "Vincent's got swimming pools full of cash." "Maybe he wants another one." "Why does it always feel like I'm playing poker with you," "Mr. Galliston?" "It would be so much easier if you just tell me the truth." "I am telling you the truth." "Of course." "Tell you what." "As long as your info gets us Vincent," "I'm gonna pretend like I actually believe you." "This is your rendezvous spot, which we're pretty certain he'll be nowhere near." "Good choice..." "Half a dozen 30-Story buildings with Direct sight lines." "A couple of hundred windows per building, and suddenly he's in any one of a thousand places, waiting to see if you've engaged law enforcement." "When he sees that you're alone..." "And you will be..." "Your phone will ring, and he will give you the real rendezvous spot." "We will be sitting on that call, we will locate him from it, and we will bring him down." "My wife comes first." "I wanna be clear about that." "I can't promise you that." "I can promise that we'll do our best." "I can also promise you that this will be your best and maybe only chance of getting your wife back alive." "I want you to take it." "No, I couldn't." "Keep it locked in the Parish safe." "Okay?" "I want it a million miles away from the drop." "It's the only leverage we have." "Anything hits the fan..." "Anything..." "You call me." "We're gonna get her back." "All right?" "(horn blares)" "(siren wailing in distance)" "(cell phone rings)" "(beep)" "You don't have to scrub me." "I'm..." "I'm all alone." ""scrub" you?" "God bless you and your hollywood films." "The monument 200 yards ahead of you... get there, please." "(beep)" "(beep)" "Skype number." "He's doing it through the internet so we can't track the cell's G.P.S." "Smart but not genius." "The internet leaves a footprint." "We go after the router." "Exactly." "(beeping)" "(radio static) 158 Pine." "We have a hit on the top floor." "I'm on my way." "Blanket anything within 100 feet of that signal." "(cell phone rings, beeps)" "Yeah?" "Good." "One more stop, and the game of red rover will be over." "Come around to the other side of the park." "There's a coffee shop around the corner." "That's right." "Just like that." "Keep on coming." "Sorry?" "Keep on walking." "You mean like I-I am right now?" "Yes." "Just like you're walking right now." "Hurry." "He can't see me." "Something's off." "(elevator bell dings)" "(beep)" "(agents shout indistinctly)" "(man) Clear." "(man) Clear!" "(bell tolling)" "(elevator bell dings)" "Where is she?" "!" "Where is she?" "He was broadcasting to somewhere else." "He wanted to distract us... (panting)" "Because what he wanted wasn't here." "He knew somehow." "(siren wailing)" "Mickle!" "No!" "Mickle?" "Hey." "Help!" "(ticking)" "You're gonna be okay." "You're gonna make it." "You hear me?" "What are they saying?" "They're saying it's not good." "Mr. Galliston!" "Unh-Unh." "We are done." "I told you it wasn't certain." "You told me you could put a trace on him, and now he's in the wind." "He..." "He got what he wanted." "And what exactly is that?" "Don't start with me." "Poker time is done." "We checked your bank account." "Financially, you are a dust mite to him." "This was never about money." "You wanna arrest me?" "Arrest me." "But what you should be doing right now is looking for a killer..." "One who, at this very moment, is probably putting a bullet into my wife's head." "(exhales deeply)" "(crying)" "Don't believe that." "Don't believe what you just said." "He doesn't need us anymore, Rachel." "He got what he wanted." "He doesn't need Laila." "Hank... it's logic." "A guy like that, he eliminates loose ends." "Well, then screw logic, Hank." "Logic is the compass..." "That as of right now will get you exactly nowhere." "He's right." "Now it's all about believing." "You've just gotta believe." "(scoffs)" "After all this, she wants me to have faith." "Yes." "You've got two ways you can go." "You can believe she's dead and quit, or you can believe she's alive and find her." "Even if I have faith, it's not gonna create any options, which we have absolutely none right now." "That's not True." "Okay." "Think about it. (Sighs) there's only one place left that we could possibly find him and Laila..." "New Bartholomew, whatever the hell that is." "I'm in." "Arrange travel." "(Arron) With pleasure." "For me and me only." "Whoa." "Whoa." "What?" "Wait." "You are better served investigating who made the clock." "Where that thing came from may answer the "Why,"" "because If for whatever reason I come back here without Laila," "I'll need another lead and another lead and another lead until we find her." "Got it?" "Yeah." "Oh, and everything happens in this office..." "On the phones, online." "No flights." "Not even a text." "I'm telling you, it's a mistake not to bring us." "It's a bigger mistake to get you hurt." "I've had enough collateral damage on this one to last a lifetime." "Flight gets you into whitefish, and then you've got a 200-Mile drive across the tundra after that, where you can hire a pontoon plane to fly you the rest of the way." "If you leave now, you can just make your flight." "Thank you." "Good luck." "Huh." "Figured I wasn't done with you." "We're just finding it very curious why a man Who's in the throes of an abduction case is flying off to Canada." "What's in Canada, Mr. Galliston?" "Bunch of ice, lots of beer, reindeer." "There's..." "Hey, quit being pigheaded!" "I'm with the FBI." "I could be a resource to you." "I don't trust you, lady." "Feeling's reciprocal." "Tell me what you see, Mr. Galliston." "A fed looking for glory, trying to bring down number one on the watch list." "Maybe you see a social counselor..." "An ex-Social counselor that would like nothing better than to be a social counselor again." "Maybe you see a widow." "Russiyana 71 mean anything to you?" "No." "It was a flight that went down outside of moscow four years ago." "All 270 people onboard died." "They blamed it on chechen separatists." "Guess who the bomb maker was." "Vincent." "My husband was on that flight." "Condolences, and I mean that, but you're making a massive assumption about you and I being the same." "We are not." "My wife is not dead." "Change of heart?" "Let's just say that the alternative is no longer an option." "Then you of all people should know what it's like to have your heart ripped out and to listen to bureaucrats tell you that they're trying..." "Really trying... and all the while, that thing is out there that did you injustice, and nothing is gonna happen unless you do something about it." "You're going after Vincent." "I know it, even if I don't know how." "He's lethal." "I'm trained with a gun and I'm licensed to travel with it." "That alone makes me a resource to you." "If I refuse?" "(sighs) Well, then you're just gonna have to pretend that you don't see me sitting across the aisle." "Hey." "Oh, right." "Hey, come here." "Check it out." "Look at this." ""Norbert Peter Steinke IV."" ""Uhrmacher"?" "What's "Uhrmacher"?" ""Clockmaker."" "So you got a guy's name?" "No, I got a guy. (Magnifying lens clatters)" "How many Norbert Peter Steinke IVs you think there are in this world?" "Exactly two." "We got one in switzerland who's 9, and one in bavaria who's 93." "Guess which one's capable of making a clock." "So you got a phone number, an e-mail?" "Come on!" "No, I got an address." "The only way we get to this guy is if we do it the old-fashioned way." "(taps paper)" "Go knock on his door." "No." "You heard what he said." "We stay right here." "There's no trip." "(sighs deeply) That's adorable, but no." "No." "Taxi!" "(horn blares)" "J.F.K." "He's gonna kill us." "(wind whistling)" "(scratching)" "(singsongy) Clock goes round and round and round until one day... it doesn't." "That day is tomorrow, dearie." "(ticking)" "(airplane roaring)" "Excuse me." "Is that plane for hire?" "Yeah." "Can I make it that far north?" "That's right on the circle." "Something special up there?" "Well, that's what we aim to find out." "Will you fly us up there?" "I'm bettin' you know the guy who came through here yesterday, asking the exact same thing." "Did he have an accent?" "That's him." "Couldn't fly him 'cause of the weather." "Well, our friend..." "Did he have a woman with him?" "Didn't see one." "He coulda had one in the four-By, I suppose." "Impression I got, he was in such a hurry, he couldn't wait." "He was gonna drive up there if I couldn't fly him, which, of course, is nuts." "Take you a whole day, if the tundra's even passable." "Will you fly us?" "If your money's green, my plane's got wings." "(Rachel) Okay, hang a right up here." "(door unlocks)" "(door creaks)" "Hi." "Are you Norbert Peter Steinke IV?" "The one that made clocks in the '30s?" "Wait, Wait, wait." "Hey, we came a long way to see you." "I don't care." "But we found one of your clocks." "I've made plenty of clocks." "(cell phone beeps) I think this is a special one." "Dear lord." "(man, filtered voice) are you sure these are the coordinates?" "(Hank, filtered voice) Yeah, yeah, I'm sure." "(engine powering down)" "(door creaks)" "What do you see?" "I don't know." "I thought that clock was lost to time, and yet you have found one of them." "You're a Rosicruician." "These are matters you don't want to be involved with." "Trust me." "We're not leaving until you give us some answers." "Has blood been spilled?" "Yeah." "Then it is just as it was." "They are looking for the clocks again." "Willing, again, to kill." "Clocks?" "As in multiples?" "Talk to us." "We know about the map inside the clock." "Why did you make it?" "What..." "What is new Bartholomew?" "Is it a city?" "New Bartholomew isn't a place, you fool." "What would Vincent think is out here?" "I think the only thing that matters is that he's on his way." "None of this makes any sense." "According to him, it isn't supposed to make any sense." "He said I'd lose my mind." "New Bartholomew is... was... was a man." "You're telling me the map leads to a man?" "Who?" "Why?" "12 numbers on the clock." "12 men to save the world." "12 apostles." "12 apostles?" "What are you talking about?" "The men Christ entrusted with the salvation of mankind." "Yes, and that happened 2,000 years ago." "No." "It was in 1938." "(creaks)" "(beep)" "(beep)" "(Norbert) in 1938, europe was in flames." "The very future of the world was in doubt." "So the church..." "We did something that has never been done in 2,000 years." "We appointed 12 new apostles..." "A new Luke, a new Peter, a new Bartholomew." "And they were given a secret..." "One that not even the Pope knew." "A secret that could bring about the end of the world." "(blowing air)" "Executed." "All of them." "(blows air)" "And if they ended up up here, they were way, way off course." "No, they ended up exactly where they wanted to be." "The apostles are scattered to the four corners of the globe to keep that secret as far away from the nazis as they could." "One clock was made for each apostle." "I made the clock for new Bartholomew." "He was a holy man." "He was a noble man." "He was a nazi Officer." "(door creaks)" "You said that he had a secret." "What..." "What was it?" "Only the 12 knew." "It was something hidden beneath the cathedral." "But there were whispers that it was a secret the nazis could never know because the nazis had figured out the first steps to eternal life." "They had a way to render god irrelevant." "(Vincent) Do you know, Henry David Galliston, that you lived before?" "That you're just a shadow of the past cast forward in time?" "The nazis' reign ended, but the experiments didn't." "(gagging) Neither did the search for those clocks." "You must find these clocks, and you must do this before the enemy does, because if those clocks resurface and blood has been spilled, then a storm is coming." "It will pit science against Religion, country against country." "The whole world will be drawn up into this storm." "It will be unholy and like the world has never, ever seen before." "And that storm is called... zero hour."