How was last night?
Yeah, good times.
-You doing okay today, buddy? -Yeah, I'm all right.
- Smart to come? - Yeah. Gotta keep the peepers open.
You know...
You know what? I'm just glad to be back on friendly shores.
-Preach. -Nothing like winters in the Hindu Kush.
Man.
Proximity alert.
Back to work.
No fucking way.
All right, people. We're on the clock.
Stack up and move out. Double-time.
Let's go. Move, let's go.
Come on, let's go, move!
O'Neill.
Alex. Stack.
Ready?
Help me.
Who's there?!
Damn it.
Subrip by DanDee
I'm going to beat you!
God! I'm hurting! I'm hurting!
Doing good, kiddo!
You're so slow!
Here comes papa bear!
You'd better start speeding up! You'd better start speeding up!
-Daddy! -Danielle, use your brakes!
-I can't stop! -Danielle!
-Brakes! Danielle! -Daddy!
-Brake! -Help me!
Hey... Isaac.
I could have killed you.
Sorry, I'm...
been preoccupied.
I understand better than most.
All right, so what broke?
- That obvious? - Yeah.
After all these years? Yeah.
Well, we lost contact with site nine.
Who's inside?
Thomas, Rainier, Alex...
O'Neill, Tilson.
Any alarms, distress calls?
Quiet as a church mouse.
And the feed was clean before it cut off.
No, no, no, Langley can remote-access that.
We tried that.
Completely offline.
Temples don't go offline.
-But no system is perfect, Gabriel. -Mine is.
It has to be.
But your boys need your help.
I need your help.
He got him.
Hey, Riley.
-It's nice to see you. -You, too.
We weren't the same without the big brain.
Sorry I didn't return your messages.
You have nothing to apologize for. Glad your back.
Thank you. It's nice to be back.
-Brett, what's up. -Gabriel?
Nice to see you.
Paul Orniaz.
Paul's been helping out since you were...
- rotated home. - Okay.
He has a particular focus.
-Which is? -You.
Okay, we ready?
Let's do it.
Let's go, we have a three-hour ride ahead of us.
I've read every one of your tech briefs 10 times,
but I've never seen a Temple in action.
They really are giant lie detectors.
Calling a Temple a lie detector
is like calling the space shuttle a Cessna, kid.
We built the first in Taloqan.
-Afghanistan. -Now there's 12 around the world.
Thirteen. Beijing went online two weeks ago.
Really?
I just can't believe there's one here on American soil.
Bad guys don't just work overseas.
You can beat a polygraph by sticking a tack in your shoe,
and enhanced interrogations take too long.
Suspects lie.
Computers don't.
Watch and learn.
All I need is the account number.
If I knew it, you would have it.
He's lying.
He's visualizing a series of numbers.
It starts with three...
seven...
nine...
four.
So there's nothing you can tell me about account number 3794?
So when is the attack going down?
Monday, Wednesday, or Friday?
Tuesday?
Thursday?
Come on, talk.
-Talk. -Saturday.
-Saturday.
Thursday? Thursday?
It's Thursday. Every time you say Thursday,
-his readings spike. -Thursday?
Temples expose patterns that we can only theorize about.
I mean, they're not available to the naked eye...
until now.
Tyler, Saeed, how we looking?
Free and easy.
Not a creature stirring.
All clear.
Genius, you made it look just like a prison.
It is a prison.
Sorry?
Ran out of funding right after it was finished.
It's perfect for our needs.
The Temple in Vienna is inside an abandoned opera house.
We've had one cruising the Mediterranean for three years.
See, Temples are systems. They can be applied anywhere.
Hey.
-Good to see you, Gabe. -Welcome back, Gabe.
-You're up, Gabe. -All right.
That's strange, the cameras are offline.
All right, it should be synced.
Gabriel Arkona,
director of science and technology,
72 Byron Hastings.
Keep your eyes open.
Okay, let's suit up.
Let's do it.
Left flank, right flank, on deck.
Thomas! Say "on deck," Thomas.
Alex, Rainier, Tilson, do you copy?
Clear it!
Clear.
[Clear.
Access denied.
No, I'm not getting access. We gotta get to command and control.
Let's move it.
Temple power inaccessible.
This place is a ghost town.
We find our team and get out.
Go!
Paul...
did you train with that gun?
Of course.
Well, it works better with the safety off.
Go.
Strange, they wouldn't just abandon this place.
It wasn't abandoned. They have to be here.
Go.
Tyler, Saeed, hold this section.
Where is everybody?
Okay. What's going on? What's going on?
Okay, we're functional, but this...
-This is strange. -What?
The power is below ten percent. The Temple's running on fumes right now.
It's dead.
Don't waste your time. Signal's jammed in here.
-Have any idea what drained it? -I don't know.
How do you not know?
Backup generator engaged.
Got the emergency lights on. That's all I can do from here.
Okay, we do it by foot, two by two.
Paul, you stay here. Gabe, you stay here, too.
No, sir, I need to get utility and figure out this power situation.
Cap, I didn't come here to sit on the sidelines.
Okay.
Stay here.
Take it slow.
You ever gonna to stop being my TO?
Never if you're lucky.
Clear.
Find something?
I'm not sure.
Clear.
Shit!
What?
Alex.
I found Alex.
He's dead.
Copy.
Keep searching. Move out.
Clear.
Access denied.
Temple tower inaccessible.
Guys?
Hello?
Come on.
They got O'Neill.
She's gone.
Shit.
What?
Found Thomas.
He's gone.
What do I tell Shelly?
Or Anne.
Or O'Neill's husband.
Lawrence.
Last deep sea-run, Alex told me he was getting engaged.
Asked me to be his best man.
What the hell's going on here, Chief?
What's that?
Shit!
-Let's go. - Temple lockdown commencing in ten...
four...
Paul, it's locking down!
Three...
Gabe!
It won't let me reset.
Come on, hold it!
-Gabe, talk to me. -I'm trying to override it.
It won't let me reset!
Temple locked down.
The interior systems are active, but all external protocols are offline.
-What? -In English, please!
We're trapped.
Gabriel and Paul, meet me back at command control.
The rest of you, keep searching.
Figured out what dropped the power?
Not what but when.
Last night, a huge surge in the system.
What's that?
Sensory deprivation.
We use it to subdue subjects and reduce mental defenses,
but records say that one's been auto for months.
Did you check the tank?
Up.
God!
Get your hands up!
Hands up! Easy.
We got a bogey. A team, B team.
What are you doing here?!
-Get the fuck out! -Get out.
Hands up.
-Riley. -Easy!
-Riley! -Weapons down.
-Hands up! -Riley, what the hell you doing?!
-You don't know who this is?! -Stand down.
Everyone, stand down, stand down.
All of you.
Feruz Ahmadi, number three on the FBI's most wanted list.
Number one in Afghanistan.
And he was ally during Enduring Freedom,
but his methods were unacceptable.
He used the war to eliminate his rivals
and solidify his power.
Five years ago, he went on the run
and has been a ghost ever since.
So how does one of the world's most wanted war criminals end up on our shores?
He flew.
Found it in the evidence.
Prague to Heathrow to MSY.
That's impossible.
You check the wire yesterday?
On my day off?
TSA issued a memo.
Facial recall went offline three different times.
-Where? -MSY, Heathrow, Prague.
All of Ahmadi's connections at the exact same moment
he was passing through.
All right, we're ready. We don't have a lot of power,
-so let's make this quick. -Riley, you're up.
All right, we should have just enough power to break him down.
He's got an itch.
What? Where?
Right there.
Otherwise right now, he's flat.
At least we know who's responsible.
Do we?
What, he kills everybody and then locks himself in the tank?
Makes no sense.
I should warn you, everything you say, do, think or feel
can and will be used against you.
Pretty impressive,
taking out a place like this on our own turf.
It's a tad more difficult than gunning down unarmed citizens.
Watch your tone.
English, pig Latin...
you can't hide in here.
The fuck was that?
What was that?
I don't know, some kind of electrical surge.
Now you torture me?
How did you find this place?
Simple.
I followed your instructions.
What the hell does that mean?
All readings indicate he's telling the truth.
Is there something I should know, Isaac?
Only what's in this asshole's head.
Bullshit!
I was sent coordinates.
I followed them to here.
Don't play games with me.
I'm not the one playing games.
And I tire of yours.
Go, go, go.
Release me now or she dies.
Let her go right now! Right now!
You've got three fucking seconds, guy!
Release me now or she dies.
Release me now or I will kill her!
Can't do that. Can't do that.
Hold on, hold on, hold on! Stop, stop, put them down!
-Who are you? -I'm the guy who built this place.
And I know that you're telling the truth.
You didn't choose to come here, did you, General?
You were delivered.
And you want to know by who just as badly as I do,
and because they found you once, they're gonna find you again,
which means there's nowhere to run.
I need you.
I need you to help me figure out what has happened here.
So put it down.
Put it down.
Fucking mutt.
Now what?
Now we see what the hell happened here last night.
Temple playback, begin.
How does it know when to cut?
It's editing logic based on activity and biometrics.
Look, I know what you're thinking, okay?
-Just drop it. -All right, all right.
Don't say anything.
So, how was last night?
Yeah, good times.
-You doing okay today, buddy? -Yeah, I'm all right.
Gotta keep the peepers open.
You know... wild man.
You know what? I'm just glad to be back on friendly shores.
-Preach. -Nothing like winters in the Hindu Kush.
Man...
Proximity alert.
No fucking way.
Ahmadi? What the fuck is he doing here?
All right, people. We're on the clock.
Stack up and move out. Double-time. Let's go.
You said there were no alerts.
Yeah, there were none whatsoever.
What was transmitted to Langley?
I'm pulling it up now.
Langley feed playback, begin.
I'm just glad to be back on friendly shores.
Preach.
Here comes the alarm.
Proximity alert.
You sure you got the right night?
Yeah, check the time stamps.
The time stamps are exactly the same.
This is direct from the servers here in the Temple.
That was broadcast to Langley,
and this is what actually happened.
Anyone care to explain how the same camera
recorded different events at the same goddamn time?
-Who's with you?! -No one.
How many, goddamn it?
-I am alone. -Talk, fucker!
You sent a passport and ticket to my account.
You said the path was clear and it was imperative
-that we meet at once. -Nobody sent you shit.
Let's put his ass in the chair.
Negative.
Put him in the tank.
-How many, goddamn it? -I am alone.
Talk, fucker!
You sent a passport and ticket to my account...
Looks like he's telling the truth.
- Imperative that we meet at once. -Nobody sent you...
-Negative. -I don't know why he's here.
They're just as confused as we are.
Happens when a monster pops up on your radar.
Help me.
Something's got them spooked.
We don't get spooked.
Maybe the system was hacked to change the footage.
Temples don't get hacked.
What the fuck?
Back... back up.
Resume playback.
What's he firing at?
Come on.
Although I walk through the valley of death, I shall fear no evil.
Yeah. Although I walk through the valley of death, I shall fear no evil,
'cause I'm the baddest motherfucker in the valley!
Who's got the goddamn knife?
I mean, this is impossible. It's like...
What?
It's like we're only seeing what it wants us to see.
"It"?
The Temple.
Resume playback.
Help me.
Somebody help me. Somebody help me.
Who's there?
No...
Who's there?
-Who's there? -Help me.
Hello?
He killed her.
Warning, warning.
Temple power system failure.
Power dropped off a cliff.
-But what drained it? -It's the Temple.
For some reason, it started running a thousand diagnostics at the same time.
Every command by authorized personnel is logged...
except the logs during the attack are empty.
Are you saying what I think you're saying?
The Temple was issuing its own commands.
What is she seeing?
My God, please, please help.
What do you want?!
What do you want from me?
God...
Shit.
Supposed to be a cush post,
a reward for 13 years in hell.
Well, hell will find you anywhere.
I'm sorry I dragged you into this,
subjected you to this.
I want to find out what happened to our people just as badly as you do, Isaac.
How do we do that?
Well, Temples were built to expose the truth.
We just have to figure out how to get her back to full power.
Find the glitch?
Not sure there is a glitch.
Look, we know how protective you are of your baby, Gabe,
but I think it's pretty clear here Hal's blown a spark plug.
Look, Brett, Temples are designed to reveal activity at a quantum state.
At those levels, fakery is simply impossible.
Maybe it's time to consider the impossible.
Saeed, the last thing we need right now is any of your voodoo bullshit.
Listen, just because you possess a narrow worldview
doesn't mean that the rest of us must abide.
No, you're right.
Somebody see if we got a Ouija board.
Shut up, Brett.
So you believe him?
What about you, Tyler?
Isaac? Anybody?
Exactly.
Shit.
Gabe, you invented the thing.
You know more about its capabilities than any of us.
Has anything like this ever happened before?
No.
No, 'cause it's a hack, plain and simple.
The bastards are probably watching us right now laughing their asses off.
-We're cut off. -As far as he knows.
He knows more than anyone.
-He doesn't know shit! -Enough.
Look, no offense and he's your friend at all, Chief,
but he can't even keep his own family alive.
-What good is he to us? -Brett.
What the fuck did you say?
You heard what I said.
What the fuck did you say?
Guys!
Don't put your hands on me. Don't put your hands on me.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Okay, big boy, come on.
Hey,
You're not used to being in the dark. I get it.
But whoever's doing this isn't finished yet.
We still have a job to do.
We do it as a team. You got that?
-Yes, sir. -As a team.
We need him.
I want the air, water, everything checked.
Let's figure out what happened here last night. Move out.
Air's clear in corridor C.
All right, 655-876-5871 disabled.
Have you tried logging in with a different interface?
-Gabriel. -Yeah, go, Saeed.
Come see me at the loading bay. Now.
Yeah, sure, be right there.
Saeed?
Loading bay! Loading bay!
Saeed? Saeed?
Saeed!
-Fuck. -Fuck.
Sy!
Sy...
Goddamn it.
Where you at, bastards?! Where you at?!
What the fuck is going on?!
Where you at?!
Who the fuck did this?!
-What the hell is that? -What are you talking about?
Whoever did this is still inside.
I say we start blasting our way out of here.
-Agreed. -It's not a democracy.
I'm not leaving until we figure out who did this.
Yeah, even if you end up right next to everyone in the cooler?
Alex, Rainier, Tilson, Thomas, Saeed, O'Neill,
none of those lives mean anything to you?
-Not as much as saving my own ass. -Fucking asshole.
-You think I give a shit what you think? -Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
- Riley, come on! - What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
-Come on! -What are you gonna do?!
-Easy! -Save it.
Save it for the enemy.
If only we knew who that was, Chief.
Maybe the better question is why.
The fuck does that mean?
Temples are hooked into the most secure intelligence systems on the planet
including facial recog at airports.
You compromise a Temple,
you can travel anywhere you want.
-It's just like I said. -No, no, it's not a hack.
And since we're stuck on means and opportunity, let's consider motive.
Who'd wanna kill a couple CIA spooks, right?
Can only think of a few million suspects.
Yeah, but how many are gonna go through the trouble of something like this?
They're sending us a message.
Well, message received. Everybody's dead.
Not everyone.
You again.
The builder of Temples. The architect of truth.
Five minutes, no more.
We're on borrowed time.
There's no way out, Ahmadi.
What the hell's he doing?
You have all those itchy trigger fingers out there waiting for you.
Tell me what happened.
I was in your fucking tank.
I know.
I heard you scream.
Power's dropping faster than planned.
Gabriel knows what he's doing.
It is a devil's house you've built.
You would know.
Today's ally is tomorrow's enemy.
Perhaps your past is catching up to you.
What'd you see in there?
Why don't you ask your mechanical god?
Very well.
This is what the Temple saw in your head.
Isaac?
Let's give him time. He's going deep.
No! Tell me what happened!
Tell me what happened, Ahmadi!
Why would the Temple deliver you right into the lion's den?
Temple power system failure.
Temple interrogation analysis complete.
Who is that?
Should put a bullet in this asshole right now.
Pretty clear Ahmadi's got nothing to do with this.
Somebody's messing with us.
Means we missed something.
Let's find it.
Still no luck on what this drawing is.
Langley's code base would make this a hell of a lot faster.
We keep backups in the server room.
-C corridor, room 36. -Seriously?
Yeah, Temples copy down all DBs every hour.
They'll be as recent as last night.
You're going to need a remote unit.
That wasn't in your schematics report.
An incomplete CIA report? There's a shocker.
Let's see what's hiding in your head, Ahmadi.
Facial recognition initiated.
Need more power.
Stay back!
What are you trying to show me?
There's one second missing.
What...?
Hello?
Who's up there?
Hello?
-Hey... -Jesus!
What is it?
Nothing, I thought...
Nothing.
You all right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I got to get back to work.
Isaac.
Go for Isaac.
Come meet me in the generator room.
Copy that.
Tell me what you see.
I see a woman I recruited from INSCOM ten years ago being murdered.
But by what?
If I measure the wavelengths in the room,
there's a range of colors.
And the only source of pure blackness is right there.
Now black is an absence of color.
It's an absorber of light. It's a void.
And if I isolate that patch of black...
What the...?
Our enemy is not just inside these walls.
It's in the code.
O'Neill was screaming not just for her life,
but at the sight of whatever was holding her under.
Maybe you should head back to command
until we sort this all out.
I'm no safer there then I am here.
Don't you understand what's doing this?
It's the Temple.
The Temple is a system, Gabriel.
Not anymore.
And it's judged us deserving of punishment.
The question is why.
Just tell me you haven't felt it.
-Felt what? -The presence all around us.
The Temple has reached a tipping point.
So you're suggesting that it's thinking for itself?
I'm not suggesting it. I'm stating it.
There's no more barriers.
There's no dimensions that it won't expose.
Hey, Gabriel?
Go for Gabe.
Can you come see me? I think I figured something out.
The cuneiform is an ancient language,
but it's not a word, it's a symbol.
Noshaq Mountain in the Takhar province.
It's the second-highest peak in the Hindu Kush.
Like Ahmadi, that's another link back to Afghanistan.
Why?
Riley?
Temple power system failure.
I have to get back to the generator room.
Listen, keep digging, find out what's so important
-about that location. -Okay.
Hey!
Tyler!
Hello?!
Tyler!
Hey!
Tyler!
Tyler...
Tyler! Tyler!
Riley! Hey. What happened?
I thought I saw something.
-Hey! -Yeah.
-Talk to me. -No, I'm good.
Just got locked in.
-I'm good. -You sure?
Keep it together.
Stop! Come back!
Don't shoot!
Temple power restoration in progress.
Hello?
Facial recognition complete.
Warning.
Sensory deprivation system breach.
What the...?
What the fuck's going on?
I want to believe you, Acum.
I really do.
You know, these guys, you know,
they're going to need more verification
to know that we're on the same page.
What does that mean?
It means we need to make sure you're not full of shit
and you're not working against us.
We want to be friends, Acum. We really do.
But there's a long history of good friends becoming bitter enemies.
An even longer one of good people being abandoned by...
I found this in his dwelling!
American issue. An alliance phone.
He's been listening to our every word.
No.
Help! Help!
They've been following us, our every move.
I listen to everyone's move to lead my people away from the battlefields.
-Where'd you get it? -Salvage on the M45.
He's talking about the ambush at Drosch.
We lost ten good men out there, asshole.
No, no, not by our hands.
We followed the smoke after it was done.
We have lived in these hills for decades,
evading oppressor after oppressor.
We are not your enemy.
Please, we are not your enemy.
We want peace, believe me. We are not your enemy.
101st airborne is landing in less than 48 hours,
and I don't want them to drop into an ambush
like them boys in Drosch.
-Copy that, Chief. -Why are you following us?!
-Tilson? Tilson! -Back up.
Back.
O'Neill.
Calm down! Back up.
-She's okay. -She's okay.
Control this side!
Get them out of here!
-Chief... -Get them out of here.
-Control her! -Move!
Wait, they're calling for a service guard. Please!
Please, I can help you.
Now he wants to help?
Please, no one knows these hills better than we do.
I can track your enemies' movement.
I can give you intel. Whatever you ask. Please.
Just let my family go, please.
-Stand down. -Chief.
Stand down!
Everything will be okay.
- You are weak! He lies! - Please!
Please!
No! No!
Hands where I can see them!
No, no, no, no!
Come back! Stop!
Don't shoot!
-Don't! -What the fuck...?
Stay back!
I said stay back! Stay back!
Back up, all of you!
Gun!
Wait, who's he?
- You all right? Clear! -Clear!
Hold that side!
-What the fuck, Chief? -Clear!
Clear right.
Clear left.
All clear.
No, Isaac! No!
What's this?
Gabriel told me to keep digging.
-We've been duped, kid. -I don't understand.
I know he's your hero, but there's only one person who could pull all this off,
who could turn this insane asylum against us.
-No. -He's fucking with our minds.
But why?
I think you know why. I mean, after all, you're helping him.
What?
No, I don't even know what you're talking about.
I swear.
-Okay, kid. -Fuck.
I don't need a Temple to see that you're telling the truth.
Thank you...
Let's move.
Gabriel.
Shit.
Go find Ahmadi and Brett. I'll locate Gabriel.
-Isaac... -Now.
Now! Go, go!
Time to blast the fuck out of here.
Shit.
I found Gabriel.
Goddamn it, Isaac.
Does he know anything?
He doesn't know shit.
The Temple showed me.
It showed me what you did
to Acum and his people.
It doesn't have to be this way, Isaac.
Too late.
Yeah, it does.
The Temple's evolved.
It knows all of our secrets, Isaac.
You did this, not the Temple.
You still don't believe?
There's nothing to believe.
You're going to pay for what you did.
-All of you. -Sorry, old friend.
I don't think it's gonna work out like that.
How's the exit strategy?
Almost ready, Chief.
I knew when I saw Ahmadi
that somebody was gonna have to pay for this shit.
Isaac.
Just like last time.
No witnesses.
Pull that trigger. Let's go home.
-You don't have to do this, Isaac. -Yeah, I do.
Sorry.
Gabriel, run!
Isaac. Chief?
Come on, Gabe! Move it! Go, go, go!
Temple power restoration now available.
Authentication key needed for a full power restoration.
Hey!
Awaiting authentication key for a full power restoration.
Let's finish this.
Don't get in my way, Brett.
The issue isn't with you, Riley.
Hush.
Go to sleep now.
Go to sleep.
Awaiting authentication key for a full power restoration.
Come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on. Get us back to full power.
Granted.
Authentication accepted.
Temple power restoration in progress.
Remaining power level at one percent.
Five percent.
Ten percent.
Twenty percent.
Thirty percent.
Come on, come on.
Forty percent.
Fifty percent.
Sixty percent.
Seventy percent.
Eighty percent.
Temple can't help you!
It's just a machine!
Ninety percent.
Temple power fully restored.
What the...?
All systems operational.
Gabriel!
What are you doing?
I'm calling in the cavalry.
Whatever you're thinking of doing...
don't.
I'm thinking it's out of my hands.
Devil's house.
You're safe.
Go home.
Gabe.
Gabe...
I gotta get you out of here, Gabe.
I'm just gonna sit here for a while.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah, I know.
That's why you're still here.
Temple power fully restored.