Let us finish it.
Perhaps it is a trap.
It is.
Then what do we do?
We break through.
-There.
-I see him.
Pagans!
Forward still.
-Retreat!
-No! Do not stop!
Let's go!
No!
We are her salvation...
...and through her command,
we shall live forever!
I will not die. Not here. Not now. Never!
No!
We're almost there.
You'll make it.
I won't let you die.
Strong enough.
Finish it.
Don't worry, we'll be all right.
I just need to take a little.
Finish it.
-Hey, what are you doing here?
-Take a walk with me.
I have too much work.
-It's the first snow. We--
-I know, but they're waiting.
-Come on, Tommy.
-Please, Izzi!
I'm sorry.
I am.
I'll see you tonight.
Finish it.
Please, leave me alone.
I don't know how it ends.
All right.
I trust you.
Take me.
Show me.
-What are you doing here?
-Take a walk with me.
I have too much work.
-It's the first snow. We--
-But they're waiting.
-Come on, Tommy.
-Please, Izzi.
I'm sorry.
I am.
I'll see you tonight, okay?
Izzi.
Hey! Dr. Creo. Antonio's on his way back.
Donovan's open and ready.
His vitals are steady.
-Damn it.
-Come on.
Did he say if it was working?
He just told me to grab you
and meet in surgery.
-Where is he?
-I'm not sure.
-Call him.
-Okay.
Antonio sent me ahead with the scans.
He's still busy in chem lab.
Hey, it's Manny.
Where's Antonio?
It's still growing aggressively.
That much in two days?
What do you mean, you don't know?
Go get him. Find him.
He's been lying open 50 minutes now.
He's crossing the street.
-What were the in vitro results?
-I didn't ask.
Meet at the elevator.
Get his ass in here.
Micro-manipulator's at 42 degrees...
-...mediolateral's 72.
-Yep.
How we doing, Donovan? You hanging in?
No good.
Great specificity, but no suppression.
-Should we close him?
-We'll have to euthanize.
-Why?
-We don't treat now...
...we won't have another chance
before the growth gets him.
Damn it!
I'll prepare the pentobarbital.
No, wait.
What is it?
Remember that compound
we played around with?
-Which one?
-From that tree.
That one from Central America.
-That one.
-Natul tortuosa. 82-A46.
-From Guatemala.
-The old-growth tree.
We had samples, but it was sterile.
The graftings and clippings didn't take.
-That's it.
-All right, what's happening?
Mix it with your compound.
They got a similar structure. A mirror.
-Manny, find those samples.
-I don't see it.
Picture them side by side.
Fold them into each other
like two lovers, woman on top.
They have complementary domains.
If we can get them to stick--
Is this it?
Go!
Doctor, we have no toxicity reports.
There's not a single--
Doesn't matter. Donovan's on the table.
If we do nothing, he dies.
-Antonio, how long?
-Two hours.
Keep him under.
I've never seen that adhesion pattern.
What's it binding to?
Don't know.
But it's definitely attaching
to the high-growth regions.
Let's do it.
-Syringe is loaded.
-Give it.
Manny, give me light.
Lowering.
Injecting.
Injection at 2357.
That's a good boy, Donovan.
That's a good boy.
-What's up, captain?
-My ring.
-What ring?
-My wedding ring.
-Where'd you leave it?
-Right there, where I always put it.
Must've gotten knocked on the ground.
-Tommy?
-Yeah?
-May I have a word with you?
-One second.
What are you doing?
-It's my ring. I put it there.
-It's gotta be here.
I need to talk to you.
Don't worry about it. We'll find it.
Tommy...
...I'm concerned.
What?
I saw Betty in the hall.
She was hysterical.
-You've been running sloppy surgeries.
-Nonsense.
You injected that animal
with an untested compound.
Look, he was open, for chrissakes.
We were about to put him down.
NIH could shut us down.
I should shut you down for it.
You're reckless,
and you're losing perspective.
Look, why don't you
just take a few days at home?
Spend a little time with Izzi.
But I'm here for her.
Izzi?
Izzi?
Iz?
Izzi?
Izzi!
Izzi?
Izzi!
-Tommy?
-Isabel.
Funny. Very funny.
What are you doing?
I'm stargazing. I found it in the attic.
Come on in, it's freezing.
No, I want you to see something.
Come on.
You're an old fart.
Okay.
Okay.
Go on, look.
-You see it?
-The gold star?
It's actually a nebula
wrapped around a dying star.
That's what makes it look gold.
What?
-I took science.
-When?
Junior high.
God.
The Mayans called it Shibalba.
Shibalba?
It was their underworld.
The place the dead souls go to be reborn.
What? What are you talking about?
My book.
I'm writing about it.
-I thought it took place in Spain.
-Begins there.
Ends there.
Are you done?
-Almost.
-Good. When do I read it?
Someday soon it will explode,
die and give birth to new stars.
And how amazing that the Mayans chose
a dying star to represent their underworld.
Of all the healthy points of light
in the sky...
...how did they find one that was dying?
Where are your shoes?
Izzi. Come on, come on.
Let's warm you up.
Careful.
Okay. I'll get it. I'll get it.
Careful. Iz?
Stop it. No.
Get inside. Stop it.
Serves you right.
Is she a redhead?
What?
I left it in surgery.
If you can't wait, you can't wait.
I'm joking.
-I'll make some coffee.
-Wait. The sponge.
I want you to heat it.
Outside, before,
you couldn't feel the cold.
Tommy.
-I'm calling Dr. Lipper.
-No. I'm afraid.
Jeez, I'm sorry.
-It's been happening for a while.
-What?
I've been losing sensitivity
to hot and cold.
-Why didn't you tell me?
-Because I feel different.
Inside. I feel different.
Every moment.
Each one.
Tommy?
Oh, Jesus.
Don't worry, don't worry.
All right? I'm here. I will always be here.
Listen, I'm not really sure this is...
Gotcha.
-Hello?
-Alan. Tommy.
Tommy. How's Izzi?
-What's the earliest you can see us?
-Let me check my schedule.
It's time for you to read it.
Hey.
-How's 3?
-That's your earliest?
-I'm in surgery till then. Is it urgent?
-No, that's fine. Thanks, Alan. Bye.
-We're gonna see him tomorrow.
-Start it.
Tell me what you think.
-But it's not done.
-Not quite.
Don't answer it.
-Hello?
-Captain.
-What's wrong?
-Get down here.
-What is it?
-Donovan. I've never seen anything like it.
-Is he okay?
-He's fine. Perfectly fine.
-What's happening?
-You won't believe me.
You gotta see it for yourself.
Come. Come right away.
No, I can't now. I can't.
To Donovan.
-What's going on?
-Show him.
I came around 1 to check up on Donovan.
-Where is Donovan?
-That's him.
What? It can't be.
His scalp's almost healed.
There's hair growth.
-I didn't believe either. And it gets stranger.
-Antonio had me run some tests.
Donovan responded well. Really well.
Pulled up videos of him pre-op.
He's testing twice as well as last week.
An increase in neural activity...
...throughout all the areas
usually stunted by normal aging.
-And the tumor?
-No change.
The growth patterns are normal.
There's no positive or negative effect.
-We should tell Dr. Guzetti right away.
-No. No.
Antonio...
...prep a new cocktail.
Stick with the same substance...
-...but add--
-What?
-We're moving forward.
-Wait a minute.
This could be a medical first. A revelation.
We gotta pursue it. Duplicate the findings.
You can monitor the monkey's growth,
but our focus remains tumors, not aging.
-I know, but we--
-Stop.
I want the next subject prepped
and ready for surgery.
Is everything all right?
Yes. Everything's all right.
Inquisitor?
Enter.
The heretics.
They have confessed
and ceded their lands to your Holy Office.
They await your judgment.
Yet another slice of her nation is mine.
Soon she will be powerless against me.
Queen of nothing but her sins.
What will you do with her?
She too will confess, and then...
...she too will die.
Captain. 'Tis the queen.
She is surrounded.
The inquisitor demands blood.
Then there is no more time.
What is our response?
Go now. Warn the queen.
And you, where are you going?
-He must be cut out.
-She has forbidden it.
There is no other choice.
This is our only hope.
Stay. Stay.
Our bodies are prisons for our souls.
Our skin and blood,
the iron bars of confinement.
But fear not.
All flesh decays.
Death turns all to ash.
And thus...
...death frees every soul.
You...
...the condemned.
You have confessed.
You admit to protecting a queen...
...who twists the word of God...
...and drowns all Spain in sin.
Your queen seeks immortality on Earth.
A false paradise.
This is heresy.
She leads you towards vanity...
...away from the Spirit.
But this is foolishness...
...for death exists.
The Day of Judgment is irrefutable.
All life must be judged.
-Why are you here?
-Come quickly.
-No. Leave. Protect the queen.
-She sent me. She demands your return.
Not before he dies.
No, Tomas. Leave him.
She desires a private audience.
But fear not. She will not be in hell alone.
I will make sure her servants are waiting.
Faithful servant, why do you cry?
To see Spain brought so low...
...with an enemy thriving within
her borders, feasting on her strength.
The shame is too much. I failed her.
Dare not pity Spain.
These times are dark...
...but every shadow, no matter how deep,
is threatened by morning light.
Of course.
This loyalty of yours...
...inspires you to protect Spain
at any cost.
But killing the inquisitor is suicide.
Europe would have my head.
I, for one, am not ready to die yet.
-Are you?
-I will die for Spain.
I know, conquistador.
I know.
And this bravery of yours,
it may save us yet.
For Spain has a plan.
There is hope.
-There's hope?
-Father.
I am Father Avila,
of Her Royal Franciscan Order.
Our allegiance remains with Spain.
Father.
Guards, leave us.
Conquistador...
...I am going to tell you the true reason
why the inquisitor pits cross against crown.
One year ago...
...Father Avila returned
from the jungles of New Spain...
...with a secret so great, it promised
to free all mankind from tyranny.
Spain desired this treasure
above all things.
But the inquisitor feared it
with equal measure.
When I refused to give up
my quest for it...
...he responded with this violent coup
to bring Spain to her knees.
But we have not yielded.
And now we will defeat him.
This is our hope.
A dagger?
Used in religious rituals.
I took it from a dead Mayan priest.
The marking on the hilt...
Do you see it?
It is a map.
A map to the Mayans' greatest secret.
Greater than Chichn Itz,
greater than Yaxchiln.
Greater even than Tikal.
Here, in the center...
...in the core of the once-great
Mayan civilization...
...we will find a lost pyramid.
No.
Not lost. Hidden.
A hidden pyramid of the Mayan myths.
The myths tell us of a holy pyramid
built upon the navel of the earth.
The birthplace of life.
A special tree sprouts there.
They say whoever drinks of its sap...
...will live forever.
Eternal life?
As Spain's fate hangs at the whims
of a merciless enemy...
-...you dare taunt us with pagan yarns!
-They are not yarns.
Remember...
...our own Bible confirms it.
In Genesis, there are two trees
in the Garden of Eden.
The tree of knowledge
and the tree of life.
When Adam and Eve disobeyed
and ate from the tree of knowledge...
...the Lord banned them from the garden
and hid the tree of life.
Could it be?
Could it be?
Kneel, conquistador.
Let in the morning light.
The beast runs amok in my kingdom.
He has isolated me.
And now he is sharpening his talons
for one more fateful push.
But salvation lies
in the jungles of New Spain.
Will you deliver Spain from bondage?
Upon my honor and my life.
Then you shall take this ring
to remind you of your promise.
You shall wear it when you find Eden.
And when you return...
...I shall be your Eve.
Together, we will live forever.
Iz?
Izzi?
There you are.
-Hey, what are you doing here?
-Babe, we have Lipper at 3.
This is an actual Mayan book.
Look. It explains the Creation myth.
You see, that's First Father.
He's the very first human.
Is he dead?
He sacrificed himself to make the world.
That's the tree of life,
out of his stomach.
-Hey, come.
-Listen.
His body became the tree's roots.
They spread and formed the Earth.
His soul became the branches,
rising up, forming the sky.
All that remained was First Father's head.
His children hung it in the heavens,
creating Shibalba.
Shibalba? The star.
Nebula.
So, what do you think?
-About?
-That idea.
Death as an act of creation.
Stay together, guys.
I'll pull out the car and meet you in front.
Iz. Iz!
-Hi.
-Tommy.
Hey.
Tommy.
You're all right.
I'm close.
No. There are options.
We will have to make some choices.
Alan?
You had a minor seizure.
The growth in your brain stem's back
and it's growing faster.
-The next time...
-No.
No.
We had a breakthrough.
I know I can translate it to help you.
I just need a little more time.
Okay? There's hope. There's real hope.
-Tommy.
-What? What, baby?
I wasn't afraid.
I know. You're very strong.
No.
No.
What?
When I fell...
...I was full.
Held.
I know. I caught you. I held you.
It's okay, Iz.
Everything's gonna be all right.
There's time. We have time.
We need to examine the region
for increased neural kinesis.
What the hell's going on?
-I brought in Dean Katari and Dr. Handel.
-I'm sorry, what are you doing here?
-Antonio and Betty were just showing--
-Donovan's latest scans.
Synaptic growth increased
another 13 percent.
His brain is identical to scans
from years ago, when he was 6.
And the tumor?
Exactly. Please?
-Tommy.
-Please!
Perhaps you should wait for me
in my office. Manny. I'll be right there.
-Thomas, I'd like a word in private, please.
-After surgery.
First cut.
Tommy. Dr. Lipper just called.
He said Izzi's doing better.
They're gonna move her
to a regular floor.
When we're done,
I want you to prep Cain.
I'll get her. She'll take care of it.
What do you think you're doing?
You don't abandon results like that.
Repeat the procedure.
Get a confirmation.
Confirmation the tumor is unaffected?
She'll be dead by then.
Tommy.
She had a seizure.
I'm so sorry.
-How's she doing?
-She's stable.
Who's with her?
-She's alone?
-She needs to rest.
Tommy, no one invents
new drugs overnight. No one.
You're not being rational.
You can't fix everything--
-Don't tell me what I can and can't do.
-Your wife needs you. Why are you here?
Why the fuck do you think I'm here?
Oh, shit.
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
-Is that Tommy?
-Yeah. I'll go get him.
I'll leave you two alone.
Lillian, I'm sorry about before.
She's amazing.
Oh, and could...?
Could you have Henry
rescan the animals?
-Okay.
-Thanks.
-Hey.
-Hey.
Brought your manuscript,
in case you wanna work.
How you feeling?
Good.
Sorry.
What about?
There's been progress at work.
My conquistador.
-Always conquering.
-No, no.
-Something amazing. We tested--
-That's for you.
It's for me? What is it?
Open it.
Pen and ink. For writing.
It's all done except the last chapter.
-I want you to help me.
-How?
Finish it.
-Finish it.
-The--?
-I don't know how it ends.
-You do.
You will.
Stop it.
-Remember Moses Morales?
-Who?
The Mayan guide I told you about.
-From your trip?
-Yeah.
The last night I was with him,
he told me about his father, who had died.
But Moses wouldn't believe it.
-Izzi.
-No. No. Listen.
Listen. He said...
...if they dug his father's body up,
he would be gone.
They planted a seed over his grave.
The seed became a tree.
Moses said his father
became part of that tree.
He grew into the wood...
...into the bloom.
And when a sparrow ate the tree's fruit...
...his father flew with the birds.
He said...
...death was his father's road to awe.
That's what he called it.
"The road to awe."
Now, I've been trying
to write the last chapter...
...and I haven't been able
to get that out of my head.
Why are you telling me this?
I'm not afraid anymore, Tommy.
I asked Lilly...
...if I could be buried at her farm.
Oh, stop it!
I want you to be with me.
I am with you. Look.
I'll always be with you.
I promise.
Will you stay with me tonight?
Yeah, I'll stay.
I'll stay.
Don't worry.
We're almost there.
Through that last dark cloud
is a dying star.
And soon enough, Shibalba will die.
And when it explodes, you will be reborn.
You will bloom.
And I will live.
Don't worry. We're almost there.
Thank you, Lord. We are here!
Circles.
He leads us in circles.
Only we are left.
All of your countrymen are dead.
He killed them all, with this blind quest.
It's time.
Time to stop him.
Captain. We are lost.
The Franciscan and his tales are false.
There is no hope for us here.
There's only death.
-I've mapped a course back to the ships.
-Coward.
Damn the maps.
No!
We are close, and I will find it.
Captain!
Captain! Captain.
Father. What is it, Franciscan?
In the jungle.
-Yes, Father.
-The markings on the hilt.
-On the dagger?
-It is the same.
-The same?
-The same as on the stone.
Your choice. Die now,
or by my side, fight to live.
You fool.
-Captain.
-Father.
Take it.
We are here.
-Where?
-The temple is there.
Sorry, Father.
For you, there is only death.
But our destiny is life.
You shall wear it when you find Eden.
And when you return...
...I shall be your Eve.
Iz? Iz!
Jesus Christ.
Oh, come on, come on, come on.
Oh, don't. Please. Please.
Step aside.
-She's in defib. Pulse thready.
-I'm bagging.
-Sir.
-What's the rhythm?
-Get the family out. Get him out!
-Sir, please!
-Give me the pads.
-Charging.
Pulse thready.
What's the pressure?
Oh, God.
Tommy?
I know. I know.
I've never seen anything like it.
-Antonio didn't reach you?
-What?
It's Donovan. The growth is shrinking.
It's like the disease is cured.
Izzi.
Izzi!
Izzi.
-No, no, no, no!
-Sir. Please, sir.
Sir. Sir, it's too late.
I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
Sir. It's too late!
-Stop him. Let him go.
-Get off!
No.
No.
No! No, no, no!
Don't die. Don't die.
Don't die. Don't die. No! No!
No!
Don't die.
It seems to me that we...
...struggle all our lives to become whole.
Complete enough when we die...
...to achieve a measure of grace.
Few of us ever do.
Most of us end up going out the way
we came in, kicking and screaming.
But somehow, Izzi, young as she was...
...she achieved that grace.
In her last days, she became whole.
She saw her...
Tommy?
-Tommy.
-Just stop it!
Death is a disease.
It's like any other.
And there's a cure.
A cure. And I will find it.
No!
All these years...
...all these memories...
...there's been you.
You pulled me through time.
Dr. Creo.
Dr. Creo, we heard you were back.
Update me on everything we know
about that tree. Every detail.
I'm okay.
Everything's fine.
The Donovan breakthrough's our
starting point. It's just a starting point.
All right? Let's build on it.
Stop aging. Stop dying.
Stop dying. That's our goal.
Scans, cultures, charts.
Let's get to work.
Come on, let's get to work.
Shibalba.
We're here.
We almost made it.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Finish it.
Stop it.
Stop it!
What do you want?
Leave me alone!
Please, please. I'm afraid.
Will you deliver Spain from bondage?
I don't know.
I'm trying. I don't know how.
You do.
You will.
You do.
You will.
I'm not afraid anymore, Tommy.
I'm going to die.
I'm going to die.
Together, we will live forever.
Forever.
Forever.
Forever.
We will live forever.
Finish it.
Okay.
-What are you doing here?
-Take a walk with me.
I have too much work.
- It's the first snow. We always--
-They're waiting on me.
-Come on, Tommy.
-Please, Izzi.
I'm sorry.
I am.
I'll see you tonight, okay?
Izzi.
Hey! Dr. Creo. Antonio's on his way back.
Donovan's open and ready.
His vitals are steady.
Come on. Let's go.
Dr. Creo, where are you going?
Izzi? Izzi.
No!
Finish it.
Behold.
Oh, God!
My queen.
Now and forever.
We shall be togeth--
Bye, Iz.
-I finished it.
-Is everything all right?
Yes. Everything's all right.