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[The Émigré document: a forbidden document on the methods for immortality and resurrection.
Someone stole it from Vatican, and my goal was to return it.
But when I learnt who took it, one more goal appeared for me.
To meet once again with the past that I have abandoned. That I had to abandon.
The owner of the monastery, Patrick, my best friend. And his wife, Elaine, the woman I loved.]
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Please, James. Do not grieve my death. What that man has done to return me, was a mistake. Death is the will of the God. Please don't be sad. Please, somehow, destroy my body.
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[I promised to grant her wish. If that is what her wish is. But...]
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[The sound of bullets ricocheting on thick metal is heard. Koudelka shrieks.]
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That's dangerous! What if you hit me?
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What else can I do? Ah, it'sNo use! Even using the gun, it won't budge.
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What else can we do? If we can't pass here, we can't do anything.
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Don't think my punches would do much either.
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Have we got something that can blow it open?
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Well, we don't have explosives handy. Looks like there's nothing we can do.
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To have came so far, with the temple just on the other side!
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There are explosives. There were chemicals in the laboratory. If I use those, I can synthesize something.
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You can make explosives?
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I know how.
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But...
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I get it. I get it. We can do nothing but trust you now.
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[James begins to walk away.]
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Wait here. I'll make it right away.
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Okay, I'll help. I don't want you to do this alone-
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No! I can do it alone!
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James...
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[James slams a door shut.]
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Whatever. We'll just wait here then.
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Yes, but...
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[The sound of someone flipping pages through a book is heard.]
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Hm...Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho! For lunch? Dried? Really, the curiosity of humans have no limits! They keep inventing interesting things. But they still have a way to go. Compared to things I made, this is just child's play. Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
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[James opens a door.]
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Who is it? Who is so tactless to interfere with my studies?
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It's me.
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You? What is it, forgot something?
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I want to ask you something, Roger Bacon.
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Mmmm? Ask? A Bishop like you? What could you possibly ask a senile old fool, who was forsaken by the Lord so long ago?
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What if, just what if... Just maybe a secret method exists...is it possible to return the soul to the resurrected body?
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A soul... soul? Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho! So, that means you-
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I want to resurrect Elaine once more.
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Some pretty horrifying things you're saying. I wouldn't expect that from a priest.
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I am asking you! Please answer!
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Hmm... I have not tried that. I have only tried the technique for immortality. I've never thought to go that far. However, I remember; to pursue that path is to refuse the heavens, and turn your back to your Lord.
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Turn my back to the Lord?
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He-he-he, and interesting experiment, isn't it? Having traveled the world for few centuries, I saw many things. However, there are some things I do not understand. The soul! Neither chemistry, not occultism can return the soul to the body. ... The Émigré document is here. Would you open the door to the God?
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I... I......Everything I believed in God for...If I turn my back to the Lord-
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[Koudelka bursts into the room.]
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Stop!
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Koudelka!
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Oooooh! A distraction!
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What are you trying to achieve with this? You can't be serious...
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Be silent!
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Do you understand what you're trying to do? Your friend was going to do the same thing. You heard Elaine's will, right?
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Her will, you say? If we destroy her body, we won't be able to bring her back. How can I allow that?
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She died! A long time ago.
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So what? To accept this? If you were me, could you accept this? Killed? By criminals? But she had committed no sins. Kinder than anyone, and full of compassion. She loved God and people. Why did she have to die? I will oppose my Lord! By opposing him, I will-
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Are you serious? Your friend is making Elaine suffer, and you want to do the same thing!?
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Who can blame him? He loved Elaine, almost as much as I do, maybe more. That is why he tried to resurrect her, by giving up all he had.
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And he killed a lot of people!
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They were of no consequence; they were prostitutes and lowlifes! Of the sort who killed Elaine - worthless lot. When they die, no one grieves!
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As usual, human emotions cloud their brains. This hasn't changed across the centuries.
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To you, I'm like them too. For you, I'm a worthless human being. But Elaine spoke to me! Listen to her!
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Shut up!
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[James angrily sweeps books and papers off a table]
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Someone like you...to be addressed by Elaine? A lie! You're lying!
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No. It's true. I-
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Shut up! Shut up! Why you...*sobs*
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James...
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...I understand, there is no Elaine anymore. More then 20 years ago I wanted to talk to Patrick and Elaine. But with of a lowly heritage and no wealth, I had no confidence I could make her happy. Why do you think I followed the path of God? For her! To forget her. ...But I couldn't forget her. I prayed for her happiness, and even then-
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That...has nothing to do with this. You are blaming God for your own sake!
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You! Just what do you know!
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James, what are you-
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Elaine, wait for me. This time, I'll-
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Stop! James! Stop!
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[The sound of loud church bells is heard.]
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[Koudelka and I touched the document at the same time. In that instant, the surroundings warped and another world became real. Is it her power or my thoughts causing this? I don't know.]
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What happened? Where are we?
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This place...
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Do you know it?
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Yes, I do. [This is the place of my dearest memories. Where I spent with Patrick and Elaine.]
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