My name is Danny McNamara.
I used to work for the FBI.
And I'm Lexi Vaziri.
I used to be a thief.
Excuse me, a master thief.
We're back on the hunt after the Vatican
was attacked by a mysterious group
led by someone who calls himself the Great Khan.
He's looking for an ancient Mongolian artifact
called the Spirit Banner.
Also known as the Soul of Genghis Khan.
And they're leaving a path of destruction
in their wake to get their hands on it.
So, it looks like it's up to us to stop them
by finding the Banner.
Before they do.
Previously on Blood & Treasure...
Dr. Orlov, I presume.
You know what this would've been perfect for?
Holding a Mongolian war banner
with trace amounts of Genghis Khan DNA.
Dr. Orlov was murdered.
They took his research along with the Banner.
Sounds like the Banner went to Laos.
Whatever the Great Khan stole from the Vatican,
it was connected to the trail of the Spirit Banner.
The Spirit Banner is in the hands of A.G.
A.G... who's that?
I have no idea.
Where did these crates come from?
Yankees, like you.
I got the watch.
My father has this exact same watch.
It's going to blow!
- No! I can't leave her! - You go in there, you die.
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Lexi, my dad is being brought over from prison.
You good?
- I'm fine. - You know, if you want to...
Hang back and let me handle this...
Only thing I need is for your dad
to tell us where the Spirit Banner is.
So we can find the Khan and I can kill him
for what he did to Violet.
Agent Harper.
Kid.
Hey.
You look, uh...
Good.
Clinical trials.
Doc says I'm a model cancer patient.
But you didn't come all the way to
remind me how handsome I am.
All right, Harper, what's this about?
The paintings? I only stole the ten.
No. Harper, did you find it?
Your father's a man of few personal effects.
It's my watch.
The Raven, what does it mean?
I remember seeing that as a kid.
The Ravens.
That was my squadron in Vietnam.
Squadron? You were a mechanic.
Among other things.
I've seen your service record, McNamara.
There was never any mention of you being a pilot.
Yeah, it was nothing official. We were a small crew.
Non-traditional.
We operated out of an airbase in Laos.
No.
You were in Air America?
What, like a male stewardess?
Actually that'd be a "steward."
And, also, no.
Air America was a covert, CIA-run airline during Vietnam.
They flew all over Southeast Asia
transporting off-the-books cargo.
Weapons, spies...
Richard Nixon once.
Our motto was "Anything, Anywhere, Anytime."
Okay.
Look, did you ever...
Transport this?
It's called a Spirit Banner.
Known as the Soul of Genghis Khan.
Last we know, it was smuggled
out of a lab in Kazakhstan by Americans.
Probably CIA, being flown by the Ravens.
Nope, never seen it before.
It is connected to acts of terror by a man
who calls himself the Great Khan.
He's killed a lot of people.
One of them being my friend.
I'm sorry to hear that.
We think the Ravens took the banner
to a village in Laos called Sana,
though we can't seem to find it on any map.
Because it's not.
But I can help.
First...
I have some demands.
Mmm, mmm.
Hey, Dad, it's freezing. Will you just tell us
where the village is already?
Hmm? I don't know where the village is.
Damn it, McNamara.
How many times have I asked you for help, Dad?
- In my whole life? - Danny...
- Once? - I want to help.
But Sana's not on any maps.
The location was classified.
We didn't want the Vietcong snooping around.
It's up in the Golden Triangle.
What, where Thailand, Burma and Laos meet?
Yeah. Lawless.
Gangs, drug traffickers rule.
It's a real...
Enter-at-your-own-risk kind of place.
You'd love it.
There's only one person in the world that knows how to get to Sana.
It's my old buddy, The Marshal.
Stayed in Laos after the war.
So how do we find Marshal?
The Marshal. You don't, but I can.
No chance in hell.
What, you think I'm just a "get out jail free" card, Dad?
If you don't want to help, just...
Danny, I'm not trying to scam you.
The Marshal's completely off the grid.
There's no phones, no Internet.
The roads don't even have any names. I promise you...
I'll be able to find The Marshal once we get to Laos.
One hundred percent.
- No. - We got you the Fensgate paintings.
And Farouk.
Those are two biggies right there, Harper.
His sentence got reduced... he still has two years left.
I can't just let him loose into the Laotian jungle.
Harper, you know
I wouldn't be asking to take him with us if it wasn't important.
Really warms a father's heart to hear that one.
We find the Banner, we stop the Khan.
- No. - I'll bring my father back.
Or you could wait for the Khan
to strike America, and then you can explain to everybody
how you didn't do everything you could to stop it.
- Nice one. - Thanks.
All right. You got 72 hours.
He runs, it's on you.
Makes you feel any better, Harper, we're all probably
gonna get killed over there anyway.
- Synced and corrected by medvidecek007 - - www.addic7ed.com -
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You all right?
Yeah, just taking it all in.
Had some of the best times of my life here.
Yes, I'm sure the constant risk of dengue fever
and explosive diarrhea was a real hoot.
No, I was young, dashing,
flush with hazard pay, single.
I'm okay not hearing this.
Just telling you that I raised a little hell, that's all.
One of my favorite bars right up here around the corner.
We didn't come to Laos for a jungle pub crawl.
You slept through a 20-hour flight.
Don't you want to stretch out your legs?
Get to know your old man?
This is not a vacation.
Okay? We have two days to find The Marshal.
Then Sana village and the Spirit Banner.
Okay, fine. All right.
I'm gonna go wrangle us a boat.
Excuse me.
Hi, I'd like to rent one of your boats.
No boat.
No boats?
What do you call these?
No boat for American.
Do I sound American?
You sound same to me.
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Hey!
Pat McNamara!
- You're still alive! Mai... - Yeah, more or less.
Listen, I got to get these kids upriver to see
The Marshal as soon as I can... can you help?
Sure.
I will give you my best boat.
All right.
Wonderful.
Hey, Vang!
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Good one.
- Let's go. Yeah. - Yeah.
Since when do you speak French?
Oh, your grandmother. We barely spoke English around the house.
I picked it up pretty quick, but your Uncle Chappie,
nah, he didn't quite have an ear for it.
My grandmother was French?
Yeah, Dad brought her back from France after the war.
What, do you think you're the first McNamara
to adventure the world with a gun in your hand?
It's practically the family business.
He is your son?
- Yeah. - Wow.
You are very lucky.
You have a hero for a father.
He and the Ravens
helped my people during the war.
But you better get going.
General Rasa already knows that
a bunch of outsiders are here.
Let's go.
Hey, Vang!
Hero?
Why, that sound so impossible?
You're full of surprises.
And who's this general she's worried about?
Looks like we're gonna find out.
Welcome to the Golden Triangle.
The general has been looking for you.
I am General Rasa.
And I see you've met my...
welcoming committee.
Now tell me...
What brings you to Laos?
We're, uh, just...
Visiting.
No one "just visits" the Golden Triangle.
You are either thieves,
drug dealers or poachers.
I'm flattered you think we're so... interesting.
But I'm just here to visit
the Mekong with my son, his fiancée.
- Girlfriend. - Not his fiancée.
Kids, right?
In order to provide you a promise
of safe passage, I require a $50,000 bond.
- Good luck with that. - Whoa.
Okay, $100,000.
Well, you might as well say billion trillion kajillion,
because we don't have it.
Lexi...
I think you need more time to think it over.
No.
Please.
Show the guests to our best suite.
I'm not going anywhere.
Oh, whoa, whoa! Hey.
Hey, how do you say "Suck it" in Laotian?
Okay, okay, o-okay.
All right, okay.
That went well.
As they say,
"Aggression is the better part of valor."
Discretion.
"Discretion is the better part of valor."
That doesn't make any sense.
Look, we were always gonna end up in here.
Might as well get it over with.
Start planning our escape.
I really hope that guard doesn't speak English.
I can nearly guarantee it.
I can't believe I traveled halfway across the world
only to end up in prison again.
Oh, come on, this is hardly a prison.
So what's the plan, Houdini?
- Give it some time, trust me. - No.
Trust me.
- Nice pull. - Thanks.
Is that Rasa's nail file?
- That's your plan? - You've got a better one?
Lex, it would take a week to file out of this place.
- Stuff it and help me up. - Or we could wait.
Come on. Wait for what?
Still got the old frying pan, eh, Mai?
It's a classic.
Come.
- Quick. - Thank you.
- You go. - Hey, Mai.
You mentioned something about a boat?
- End of the dock. - Thanks, Mai.
Your bags are already on the boat.
- Oh, thank you. - Let's go.
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What's the word on the street?
Besides your questionable fashion choices?
This.
Wait, is there another secret message in...
The paper?
No.
The actual paper, Chuck.
Oh.
Another attack by the Khan.
News is officially calling his group "the Horde" now.
They blew up an ocean tanker.
What the news isn't reporting
is that it housed computer servers.
Computer servers on the ocean?
Internet backup of last resort.
Any idea why?
Nope.
We still don't know what files the Khan stole
when he was a CIA asset.
We don't know what he got in the Vatican attack,
what he took from the Russian base, now this.
We have no idea where he'll strike next.
Are you kidding me? You're the Central Intelligence Agency.
Maybe it's time I ask the guys
in MK-Ultra for the mind-reading machine.
Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa, that...
Isn't...
That's not a thing... obviously.
Prevailing theory
is that the Khan's an anarchist
trying to destabilize the civilized world.
Gee, I could've told you that.
Not a fan of Snarky Chuck.
We know the Khan wants the Spirit Banner.
We know that during the Cold War,
there was some kind of joint Vatican/CIA operation
called Temujin and they had the Banner.
Did you find out anything else at the Vatican?
Who or what A.G. is?
No. Good news is, you're now speaking to a bishop...
Technically.
Bad news is I'm getting reassigned to Boston.
I got to get on a plane in two hours.
If they're sending you away,
that means you're digging in the right place.
Oh.
Also there's this.
It's the canonization testament for St. Victoria.
She was a French nun in Laos in the '70s.
Here.
Now, she was there for almost 20 years,
but the description of her time there is pretty minimal.
Why make her a saint and leave out all the details of why?
Right? So I went to talk to the author.
That's where things get interesting.
She was scared.
Seems like someone from the Church got to her
and warned her not to talk about St. Victoria.
Who from the Church would do that?
Is that...
You wanting me to look over there?
Yes, please.
That's Father Alonso.
Vatican Intelligence technically doesn't exist,
except it totally does and he's one of them.
If anybody threatened that woman,
my money is it's him.
Chuck...
Did you follow someone?
Yeah, now you got to keep an eye on him
while I go get on a plane in two hours.
Oh, there will be a Chuck Donnelly on that flight.
- It just won't be you, come on. - What?
- Come on. - What, where...?
Right.
What?
- We lost him. - Here.
- Ow. - Get down, get down.
- What are we doing? - Shh.
Just giving him some breathing room.
Come on.
I expect better from a CIA agent.
And I certainly expected better from you, Chuck.
Whatever information you're after,
there are better ways to find it.
And better places to discuss it.
I'll be in touch with where to meet, Miss Reece.
Man, that guy is cool.
I was a mechanic actually.
I was stationed at an air base right on the Vietnamese border.
One day a civilian plane, the tail rudder's all shut up.
The engine's blown out; it augers in from the Laotian side.
I was amazed that the pilot could even land the thing.
- That was The Marshal? - Yeah.
No uniform, just a Hawaiian shirt and shorts.
Flip-flops. I fixed up the plane as best I could,
and The Marshal took me out for beer and ribs.
Asked me if I wanted to join up.
From that day on, I was a Raven.
We worked out of a secret air base
called Shangri-La.
Shangri-La?
We have very different ideas of paradise.
You know, the farthest I'd been from home was Cape Cod.
I was getting a chance to see the world.
The only thing we had, the only
thing that mattered was each other.
Every day we made it back alive, that was...
It was worth celebrating.
Lexi's having a hard time with her friend's death.
She blames herself.
How do you know?
I don't know. You always do.
Listen, son. A little word of advice...
Good talking.
You can talk to me.
You know that, right?
Don't need to talk.
Just had enough death in my life.
How much of you checking on me is concern for me,
and how much is avoiding your dad?
What?
I'm not...
Like, 90/10.
80/20... but it's definitely
mostly concern for you.
You have no idea how lucky you are
to even have a parent to hold a grudge against.
I'm not trying to hold a grudge, honestly. I just...
I barely know the guy.
It's like talking to a stranger
who's also the most important person in your life.
Even people who hate their fathers have memories of them...
Doing stuff together.
We never took a trip anywhere.
Never celebrated a Christmas. You know, he...
He was in prison by the time I learned how to drive a car. He just...
Missed... all of it.
He abandoned you.
Yeah.
I left Violet behind.
Twice.
I mean, I'm...
I'm everything you're afraid of.
You said
everyone disappoints you eventually.
And...
I just sort of have these-these moments
where I feel like you're just waiting for me
to let you down, and the worst part is,
my history is proof that you'd be right.
We're here.
The Marshal sent us a ride.
Huh, Mai must have sent word ahead.
Marshal.
Is that you? Ah, Smoke.
I can't believe it's you.
It is, look at you.
With a younger, better-looking version, too.
- Yeah, I suppose. - Yeah? Well,
- welcome to Shangri-La. - I'm Danny.
I'm Dani, too. Dani Kowalski.
We call her The Marshal.
Am... am I...?
Well, least I could do was name
my firstborn after the person who saved my life twice.
- Three times. - Okay, we're not,
we're not counting Bangkok, all right?
All right, and who is this pretty lady?
Lexi. Pleasure.
So what did you do with the landing strip?
- This is a coffee plantation now. - Ah.
It took a bit to convince everybody that it's
just as lucrative as a poppy field, but...
The drugs were just killing the people in this community.
Anyone can come to Shangri-La.
They can get training, seeds for planting...
A beer.
And it's a neutral zone, so the gangs all know they come here,
they're on best behavior or they're gonna get a taste of...
Flower Power.
I'm so glad to see you.
- It's good to see you, too. - Yeah.
But we are being followed... somebody named General Rasa.
He's the biggest thug in this Triangle.
He comes up here, he's gonna piss off a lot bigger fish than me.
Let's hope you're right.
Let's take a look at my old office.
Ah, you turned the C-47 chairs into bar stools?
Well, if you can fly in these things for 16 hours,
you can drink in them for 16 hours.
Any other upgrades?
Yeah, this... one of the backpackers
that came through pirated me some
satellite TV.
It's nothing special, but we do get some hockey games.
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, would you...?
Can you go back?
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It's another Khan attack.
Being randomly everywhere at once
makes it really hard for me to kill him.
I'm not so sure all this is random.
The Vatican, Russia.
Now this in the middle of the ocean.
Seems pretty random to me.
Okay, think for a second
about the tactics of Genghis Khan.
Sure. But, um...
Let's just say we didn't know what those were
for argument's sake.
Come here.
Okay, you're a farmer.
- Why am I the farmer? - Lex, just...
- you know, roll with me here. - For argument's sake.
Okay, one day,
a group of warriors on horseback sweeps in
from the east. They ask no questions.
They just kill indiscriminately,
burn your house down.
Seems random, right?
No, a year later those same warriors on horseback,
they return, but this time,
there's a hundred thousand of them.
And where those farms used to
be is now a highway full of grass.
The horses, they feed off the grass.
The warriors, they feed off the land.
We're talking the fastest moving army
the world has ever seen.
That first attack?
That wasn't random at all.
That was preparation for an invasion.
So what looks like chaos to everybody else,
is just a plan we can't see yet.
And by the time we do, it's too late.
That's why we need to find the Banner.
Make the Khan come to us.
- Right. - Yeah.
Hey, Dad?
Have you seen that?
Yeah, inside my airplane.
Wait, you had the Banner?
A couple of CIA spooks showed up.
They wanted transport deep into the Soviet Union.
They made one pickup, and that was it.
Confirms it was the CIA who took the Banner from Kazakhstan.
Yeah, and then they had us fly them back
to a little village called Sana.
Can you show us where that is?
You're not gonna find it on a map.
We had our own navigation system
so the VC couldn't decipher it.
I can get you guys there.
We'll go first thing in the morning.
If you want, you can enjoy happy hour?
Happy hour.
Where are... where are the cabanas?
What's that on your hand?
Well, that's just rude.
Come on!
Hey!
What's going on?!
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Nice.
You two just picked a fight with the most
powerful drug cartel in the Triangle.
I kept the peace in this valley for years, and now it's gone.
That cartel owns
half the Triangle's poppy fields.
They've got a lot of men and they got a lot of guns.
Well, that is not good.
We'll figure something out... we always do.
I saw the Khan's brand on one of those thugs.
Look, are you sure?
What, you think I'm angry about Vi so I'm seeing things?
Guys! They're gonna be back before nightfall.
What's our next move?
Wake up Fanny.
Yeah, that's my girl. Still as sexy as ever.
She's seen better days.
But a little TLC, she'll be good to go.
T-TLC? Uh...
Has it flown in the last century?
I mean, it needs a new door,
a new...
Everything.
- You know a lot about Hueys, do you? - No.
But I do know a thing or two about gravity.
And, uh, yeah, I'd rather take my chances
fighting on the ground than in that thing.
Lex, we got General Rasa coming from this direction,
the biggest opium gang in the Triangle coming from that one.
- Yes. - We can't stay here;
I mean, unless you want to finish what you started.
- It's my fault? You're blaming me... - Hey, hey, hey
- I'm-I'm not. - Danny, Danny,
why don't you stay here, help The Marshal prep.
Lexi, come with me, let's pick up supplies.
Gonna go get supplies.
I should've just left it alone.
You know, maybe it wasn't a Khan brand I saw on that bloke.
Maybe I am seeing red. Maybe I am the Devil.
You know, that's what Chuck said when he first met me.
And he's a priest.
Chuckie Donnelly's a priest?
You know, it doesn't surprise me.
Okay, so you lost someone close to you.
I've been there.
I even convinced myself that I was fine until I realized I wasn't.
But it was too late.
I'd already ruined my marriage and destroyed
my relationship with my son.
So... don't make the same mistakes I made.
Yeah, well, the greatest favor I could do for Danny
is to get as far away from him as possible.
Okay, look, I'm no shrink,
but I had some court- mandated time to...
Think about my life over the years and...
The thing I realized is that every mistake I've ever made
was only compounded by pushing people away.
I keep trying.
I keep failing.
And the people I love get hurt.
All you can do is the best you can
with the time you have left.
"Time you have left"?
Is your cancer treatment failing?
What about the clinical trials?
Well, you know, it...
Masks the symptoms, but...
It's not a cure.
I've been taking adrenaline shots
to keep me going until now.
How long do you have?
A few weeks?
Maybe less.
- You can't tell Danny. - No!
No. He has spent the last year
finding out that nearly everyone in his life has lied to him.
You tell him or I will.
I'll tell him when we're out of this, I promise.
I want to spend some time with him when he's not angry with me
and he's not counting my final days.
I just...
I just want to be his dad for a little while.
Don't make me regret this, McNamara.
Life's too short for regrets.
You know, my dad never talked about his time over here.
Or really much of anything.
Well, he brags about you all the time.
I wasn't born when you knew him.
Yeah, you know, they invented this thing called mail.
What, you and Dad stayed in touch?
Well, he didn't really have much good
to write about from prison, but...
He always kept me up on what was happening with you.
You know, "My-my son the lawyer,
"my son the FBI agent."
"My son, the rat."
He tell you that?
That I turned him in?
No.
He... he didn't mention that part.
Wow.
You know one of the advantages of this little adventure
we're having is that I get to know my daughter-in-law.
Whoa, there.
Hate to put out your fire, Smoke,
but Danny and I are not engaged.
Ah, I don't know what he's waiting for.
What makes you think he's the one waiting?
Ah, it's a new world, isn't it?
So what are you waiting for?
You ever love somebody so much
that you truly believe
the best thing you could do for them is to leave?
Yeah, drank my way through it,
and made them leave first.
Oh, right.
Well, you were quite the male role model.
Yeah, but in my case the apple rolled
pretty far from the tree.
But I'm pretty glad he's gonna be in good hands.
Well, I don't know about that.
Well, my money's on you two.
We could all be killed because of me.
What is that?!
Genuine Vietnamese
snake wine.
Fermented rice... little bit of snake venom.
It's supposed to revitalize you.
Mm. Want a swig?
That's disgusting.
- Give me some. - All right.
Oh! Ooh!
Yeah, smells like it could power you for
at least a few more weeks.
That's good. 'Cause I'm running out of adrenaline.
Hey...
No regrets.
Oh, God!
My dad was just, you know, never there...
I can imagine what you think of him, Danny.
But... I knew your dad as a very different guy.
Our job was to fly in, fly out.
Dump cargo, pick up cargo and do not ask questions.
But if he would see smoke,
he would make me turn around, and go back.
He never ever left anybody behind.
- That's why you call him Smoke. - Well...
that, and the fact that...
He used to smoke like a freakin' chimney.
He saved a lot of lives, Danny.
War changes people and
generally not for the better.
He's trying to make things right with you.
Maybe give him a chance.
Come on.
All right, she is ready.
What about you?
We'll make it work.
Can-do, just like your old man.
Hey.
You should talk to your dad.
I don't even know where to start.
Don't wait for a perfect moment.
Just talk to him.
Why?
What's wrong?
Hey, Marshal!
Motorcycles are coming!
Cartel's back.
Come on, come on.
We're gonna need more time.
Engine needs to warm up.
I'll go hold these guys off!
Come around.
Wait for me, kids!
- Dad, go. I've got this! - I'm not leaving!
Lexi, you go.
No way in hell... I'm the one that started this!
You know, I just realized...
This is the first vacation we've ever taken together.
What?
You consider this a vacation?
Shangri-La!
Nice cross.
You had him, Dad.
Thanks.
This way!
Reinforcements!
Let's get out of here!
We got to go!
Now!
Take her, Smoke.
What?!
He can't fly a helicopter.
Volume Three, third track, okay?
62 knots from takeoff. After the break,
go left 17 degrees.
Once you hit the fade-out, you're gonna see a mountaintop
and there's gonna be a lone tree, you're there.
Always an adventure, brother.
Always an adventure.
Come on, guys, we've got unwelcome guests.
Time for some Flower Power.
Seriously, can you fly a helicopter?
- I'm a little rusty. - Rusty?
But don't worry, kids, it's just like riding a bike.
It's nothing like riding a bike!
Here, write this down.
62 knots, 17...
the river.
Uh, Dad?
I've got this.
No, no, no! You stay here!
This is a two-man job.
She'd make a hell of a wife.
Really, Dad? Right now?
No pressure.
Dad?
Go! Go!
When I say the word, you're gonna pull up on the collective.
You're gonna put your foot down on that left pedal
- and keep it there. - All right.
You ready?
Rock and roll.
Dad, you can fly a helicopter!
See, what I tell you?
Nothing to it.
Marshal's in trouble.
I apologize for the theatrical location.
But it has the benefit of an unobstructed view to guarantee
no one is eavesdropping on us.
Look, we know you're covering something up.
The Vatican and the CIA...
Share a common enemy in the Khan.
We want the same thing.
Then why did you have me transferred to Boston?
This is the first I've heard of it.
Are there rogue elements within Vatican Intelligence, Father?
People acting against orders?
It would seem we all have more questions than answers.
I will need to dig deeper.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Who is A.G.?
How do you know about A.G.?
We came across documents with the Vatican seal
and the initials A.G. We think it's connected to the Khan.
The Lord has a sense of humor
putting you two together to ask this question.
What does that mean?
A.G. stands for...
Arcanum Gladio.
"The secret sword"?
It was a rogue CIA-Vatican
splinter group during the Cold War.
For what purpose?
The nature of their work has been kept secret.
Even from me.
But the CIA and the Vatican, they disavowed them.
They were disbanded decades ago.
Well, they appear to have returned.
They considered themselves
unbound by laws of men or the Church.
They will resort to the tactics of the Devil
if it serves their cause.
We all must be very careful.
Including your friends.
Look, if you know that we're involved,
then Arcanum Gladio knows, too.
We got to figure out what they're up to
and why they're back.
My old mentor has been retired to a parish in the north.
Rumor has it...
He was involved in Arcanum Gladio.
We never spoke of it, and he won't now.
Certainly not to me.
But perhaps between the two of you...
You could find out what he knows.
What will you do?
There's much to be uncovered.
I will find you on your return.
May God be with you.
And also with you.
Your dad's pretty badass.
Yeah?
He said the same about you.
In the fight,
I saw the Khan's brand on one of the guys.
You were right.
Normally I would love to rub that in.
But I still feel like I could've handled it better.
I'm sorry I doubted you.
- Danny... - But, Lex...
You don't have to handle anything alone.
If it's your problem...
It's our problem.
You know...
We're doing pretty good.
Just a short hop from that village... whoa!
They must've hit the engine before takeoff!
Lex!
I can't control it!
I'm gonna have to lay it down!
Brace yourselves!
_
Well, well.
Must be one of our guests that got away.
I want them found.
Now!
Everybody all right?
Yeah, I'm good.
Lexi, you okay?
Honestly...
Not really.
Oh, Danny...
I think we have a problem.
Lexi!
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