INT THE NECROPOLIS NIGHT

Vittoria, Langdon, the Camerlengo, and Chartrand drop down through

an open hole and into an underground city of ancient, winding

streets. Part museum, part ruin, they run past ancient

structures, some hundreds, some thousands of years old.

The rectangular tombs are similar to little houses, complete with

doorways, thresholds, windows, and terraces.

AROUND A CORNER,

the Camerlengo seems to know exactly where he's going; he leads

them down a narrow stone passageway.

AROUND ANOTHER CORNER,

they hurry up a small hill. At the top of the grade, there is a

stone grotto, toward which the Camerlengo is racing.

He reaches the grotto, searches, but finds nothing.

Langdon and Vittoria come to a stop behind him, breathing hard.

CAMERLENGO

It must be here! It must be!

He rips aside some protective tarps, finds that underneath the

actual burial site is an underground area, part of a dig in

progress.

He climbs down into it, we see just the top of his head as --

-- a soft glow seems to emanate from beneath him.

The Camerlengo's head is wreathed in light for a moment, and then,

as he climbs out, we see that he's holding in his hands --

-- the glowing canister of anti-matter.

ON THE GROUND NEARBY,

Vittoria drops to her knees, a tiny silver pellet in one hand, two

wires leading from opposite ends of it.

VITTORIA

Set it down flat.

The Camerlengo does. Langdon bends close. Vittoria checks

the timer.

VITTORIA (cont'd)

We still have seven minutes. Good.

115.

She leans down, reaching for the canister's baseplate.

As she does, a drop of sweat rolls to the tip of her nose She

freezes.

Wipes the sweat away, thinking about it

VITTORIA (cont'd)

It's hot down here. Isn't it?

LANGDON

What's wrong?

VITTORIA

Heat decreases battery life. We may

have less than five minutes.

CAMERLENGO

So?

VITTORIA

If I pull the power with less than

five minutes, the residual charge

won't hold suspension. We should leave

it and get clear if we can. At least

if it goes off down here the damage

will be-

CAMERLENGO

NO.

And with that, he snatches up the canister and takes off running,

back the way they came.

VITTORIA

Wait!

LANGDON

Father, please!

But he's already gone, around a darkened corner.

EXT ST. PETER'S SQUARE NIGHT

In St. Peter's Square, the helicopter that was brought in for the

Camerlengo waits, propellers spinning.

The Crowd seems even bigger now, and a REPORTER tells us why:

REPORTER

-- in St. Peter's Square where,

despite a bomb threat and order of

evacuation, the crowd is actually

growing in size as we await --

116.

INT ST. PETER'S BASILICA NIGHT

The Camerlengo emerges from the spiral staircase, accidentally

kicks over one of the oil lamps, spilling its burning oil on the

floor of the Basilica.

He ignores it, racing for the front doors.

INT THE NECROPOLIS NIGHT

Langdon and Vittoria come around a corner in the Necropolis,

having taken slightly longer to find their way.

Langdon spots the circular entry by which they first came in.

LANGDON

There it is!

They race toward it and climb up.

INT ST. PETER'S BASILICA NIGHT

They hurry across the floor of St. Peter's Basilica and burst out

the huge doors that open onto St. Peter's Square, just as --

EXT ST. PETER'S SQUARE NIGHT

-- the helicopter lifts off.

The Crowd watches in amazement, and the PILOT stands in the

square, talking animatedly to two Swiss Guard, gesturing toward

the helicopter. But if he's not flying it...

Langdon looks up at the helicopter as it climbs, straight upward.

LANGDON

Oh my God...

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