We need a medic over here!
Dixon!
Today you die!
For my brother!
Aah!
Yeah.
Your wrist.
It's you against me, then, eh?
I ain't gonna die in here.
You look half dead already.
I'll be quick with the last half.
What the fuck is that?
- Follow my lead. - Sure thing, mate.
Duck!
Dixon! Dixon! Dixon!
Dixon! Dixon!
Come on. Let's go.
Madame.
Nice one, mate.
What?
It's just a burn. It's fine.
It's nothing. I don't even feel it.
You sure?
Yeah.
Should we stand here taking the piss or should we go?
Aah!
Wait. I-- Man, get up!
I just got to rest for a second.
I told you. I ain't dying here, man.
- Get the fuck up! - You got to die somewhere.
What does it matter where?
It matters to me.
You know, I was terrible to her.
Izzy.
I thought I'd get it right the next time around,
and I made it worse.
Yeah.
Using your own kid to get her back?
Yeah. Well, I, uh, I didn't see it like that, did I?
Doesn't matter now, does it? It's too late.
You know... it doesn't have to be.
You could buy me some time, help save her and Laurent.
Yeah. Right.
My wrist?
Yeah.
I'm gonna need your belt.
Come on.
Make it clean. One cut.
Yeah. Come on.
Right.
You ready?
Yeah. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Do something for me.
You'll tell her what I done for her.
You got it.
Let's go.
Aah!
Daryl! Thank God.
Have you seen Isabelle and Laurent?
No.
Any idea where they are?
Cellblocks, I think. I know how to get there.
Can you get one of these cars running?
My uncle ran a garage.
Great. Hey, come here.
Okay. Don't move.
All right.
Hey!
Daryl.
Get that pipe over there and try to break the lock.
Come on. Isabelle!
No.
Hey! Hey!
Take it. Take it. You can save her.
You can do this.
You can save her. You can do this.
You can do it! You can do this.
Save her.
Do it! Save her!
Do it!
Laurent!
God will forgive you.
Aah!
You know where is the Nest?
We know.
Mm.
Good luck.
You too. Thank you.
Ready.
Daryl.
Fallou ain't gonna let anything happen to him.
Have you ever been in love?
It wasn't him anymore, and he was never my father.
Sometimes you have to do horrible things,
and no matter how bad you feel,
if there is no other choice, God will forgive you.
Like with my mother.
Oh, man.
What is it?
I don't know.
All right. I'm gonna have to check this out.
My father tried to teach me how to change a tire once.
He gave up after two hours.
Mine used to have us take apart engines.
If we couldn't put them back together, we got no dinner.
That sounds hard.
Yeah, it was-- when he was around.
Which was hardly ever.
He grew up without a father.
I guess history repeats itself if you're not careful.
You got that screwdriver?
Ah. Thank you.
What do you mean, history repeats itself?
Mm. My grandfather died here.
In the war?
Yeah.
You never said.
There's not much to say.
He enlisted,
left his pregnant wife back home-- my grandma--
never came back.
He gave his life for France.
Yeah, while his family fell apart back home.
Hardly seems worth it.
Fighting for what you believe?
Wasn't much of a fight.
He never made it off the beach.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
He's changed so much since he met you.
Mm. Kids grow up.
I didn't have much to do with that.
He's never had that kind of influence in his life.
I guess growing up with no father was better than Quinn.
Quinn thought about you before he died.
Did he ask you to tell me that?
Nah. I just thought you should know.
You know, at first, I was afraid of you.
Why? There's something in your eyes.
I could tell you've been through stuff.
Your scars.
I could tell that you were dangerous.
That you could get us where we needed to go.
Well, I'm glad I could help.
There's something else I have to confess.
I lied to you.
Oh, yeah? About what?
About that picture on the beach.
I asked Laurent to draw that once you got to the abbey.
I thought it might convince you to help us.
Yeah.
It was stupid.
I don't know. Was it?
I'm here now.
It's not because of your picture, either.
Hey, can you hand me that-- that big wrench?
Isabelle.
Looking for this?
No, no, no. Don't do this.
Please. I-I'll go with you.
Sorry. Madame said you all die today.
The boy first.
Isabelle!
Il m'enverra du ciel le salut...
No, no, no, no, no.
I...I'm sorry.
Don't do this. Please. I'll go with you.
Dieu vous aime.
No, no, no, no.
Not today, Dixon.
Next time.
Mont-Saint-Michel.
The Nest?
A day's walk north.
Not even.
Burn the truck.
Easy to track.
♪ Je n'ai pas peur de la route ♪
♪ Faudrait voir, faut qu'on y goûte ♪
♪ Des méandres au creux des reins ♪
♪ Et tout ira bien ♪
The Nest.
♪ Le vent nous portera ♪
♪ La caresse et la mitraille ♪
♪ Et cette plaie qui nous tiraille ♪
♪ Le palais des autres jours ♪
♪ D'hier et demain ♪
♪ Le vent les portera ♪
♪ Génétique en bandoulière ♪
♪ Des chromosomes dans l'atmosphère ♪
♪ Des taxis pour les galaxies ♪
♪ Et mon tapis volant, dis? ♪
Laurent.
Merci.
Isabelle.
Uh, vous etes Monsieur Dixon?
His name is Daryl, and he doesn't speak French.
Ah! Bien sûr.
Uh, the American. Welcome to the Nest.
I'm Losang.
Are you French?
No. Hoboken.
Straight out of New Jersey.
I came to Paris as a student in the '90s.
Wow. Your friend didn't mention that.
That's my dirty little secret.
Oh, and Azlan?
He didn't make it.
He was a good man.
Devoted and kind.
Genet-- She'll be coming for us.
We'll pray not, but if the day comes, we'll be prepared.
Allons-y, mes amis. Hmm?
♪ Le vent nous portera ♪
♪ Pendant que la marée monte ♪
♪ Et que chacun refait ses comptes ♪
♪ J'emmène au creux de mon ombre ♪
♪ Des poussières de toi ♪
♪ Le vent les portera ♪
Mm.
Come on. All right. Guns up.
Open.
Close.
And fire.
That's right. Open. Close.
Aim. Stick it in your shoulder.
All right. In your shoulder, like this.
Open it.
Issa!
Guns up.
Open.
Close.
Fire.
Guns up.
Open.
Shut it. Raise them up.
Fire.
What makes us human?
Aristotle said humans have the ability to reason.
That's right. Rationality.
Yeah. It's so good. Wow.
Santé.
- Santé. Santé. Santé. - Santé.
- There. - Not even close.
We are led to believe in the belief of a supreme being,
but God does not exist unless we believe in God.
Okay.
But God is not a deceiver,
and we are beings capable of individual thought and reason.
I'm sorry. I, uh, didn't mean to interrupt.
Wait.
Can you help me?
I can't reach my back.
Sure.
Oof.
Is it that bad?
It's a pretty impressive battle wound for a nun.
I think you said "killer nun."
Killer nun.
Do you like it here?
It's not what I expected.
What did you expect?
Bunch of Amish people running around.
Straw hats, people churning butter, bonnets.
It hurts to laugh.
I like it here.
Yeah.
Kind of grows on you.
Feels like home.
Now, I was skeptical
when Pere Jean first sent word of the boy,
but I decided to do the pilgrim's camino to Santiago,
so I stopped at the Abbaye de Bernadette to meet him,
and I knew.
Yeah. He's a good kid.
Who looks up to you.
And he's here because of you.
Well, Isabelle, really.
Well, we're grateful to you both,
and... I'm sorry to see you go.
You kept your word. We've kept ours.
Found a vessel to help get you home.
Fishermen from Dover. Safe passage to England.
They know of boats that can get you as far as Newfoundland.
You'll have to manage from there.
When does it leave?
It'll be there in two days.
You'll have to walk to the north coast.
Uh, so... set out at dawn.
Unless you've changed your mind.
Well, I-I got family waiting for me back home.
Well, you've got people here
who'll hope you stay.
It's not so easy.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
And an ocean away, the world being what it is.
But we need you-- here, now.
Pouvoir-- It isn't my fight.
Maybe the fight's not the reason you're torn.
Sometimes, when a person leaves home,
he comes to find he belongs someplace else.
No, Madame.
I just heard.
You weren't gonna say anything?
I made a promise to them, just like I made to you.
Which you kept, and I appreciate it.
But you also told me that you left Commonwealth
to see what was out in the world.
I think you found something.
Maybe not what you were looking for, but...
This has always been the story, ever since I washed ashore here.
What about Laurent?
Are you going to leave without saying goodbye?
Are you gonna abandon him, like your father did to you?
This is not that.
I think you care about him... and I think it scares you.
You think you're escaping history by doing this,
but you are not.
You're repeating it.
You know, you believe what you believe,
and I respect you for that.
And this place feels like home to you,
and I truly hope it is for both of you.
But I have my own home to get back to.
Well, I'm glad we met.
Godspeed on your journey.
Hey!
Daryl!
♪ Takes a second to say goodbye ♪
♪ Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Takes a second to say goodbye ♪
♪ Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Say bye-bye ♪
♪ Where you going to now? ♪
Get out.
I want to see your hands.
The hell you want, lady?
I don't want any trouble.
I'm looking for a friend of mine.
Name's Daryl Dixon.
Never heard of no Dixon.
That's his bike you're riding.
Found it.
Sure about that?
I've come a long way trying to track him down.
Then I guess you got a long walk home, don't you?
After I have a look through your stuff.
Now move.
That's right.
Open that.
Now.
Easy, lady.
Don't kill me.
Where'd you get the bike?
I swear to God, I traded some shit for it.
With who? Some dudes.
Camped back down the road a few miles.
Go right when you see an old gas station.
If you're lying, I won't be back.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Aah! Come on!
Hey! Hey!
Come on!
♪ Say goodbye ♪ ♪ Say goodbye ♪ You can't leave me in here!
♪ Say goodbye ♪ Say goodbye ♪
♪ Say goodbye ♪
♪ It takes a second to say goodbye ♪
♪ Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Missing is the rise and fall ♪
♪ Say goodbye, say goodbye ♪