Babylon A.D. Page #3

- I'm doing my job.

- Forget your job.

- What?

- One million, tax-free.

Take the money

and walk out without a fight.

Make it easy on yourself, Toorop.

Go!

Move!

Aurora.

Hey!

- Aurora.

- Hey, man, let the girl go.

Just let her go. Let her go.

Another one is about to die.

A new opponent for the Killa.

Hey, man, hey, hey. I don't...

Get over there.

Wanna fight? Let's go.

No!

Aurora.

Stop!

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop!

Don't kill him.

He doesn't want to hurt me.

He wanted to protect me!

Your father sent us.

- My father?

- Yes, your father.

Get away from her.

Get away from her.

It's okay, Aurora.

- I have to know.

- No, Aurora.

Aurora? Aurora. Aurora!

Listen to me. Stop.

Toorop. Toorop.

Come on.

Let's go. Hurry up.

Come on.

Move it.

Come on.

Go, go, go.

Let her go!

Next one dies.

Come with us.

They're ready to die for you.

I don't want anybody to die for me.

What do you think you're doing?

- What's wrong with you?

- Think this is a game?

- Why did you shoot?

- Trying to get killed?

- Why didn't you let me go?

- You don't know them!

And what are you gonna do? Shoot me

in the head? Swing on me like an animal?

Stop it.

I told you I'd take you to New York.

And I will.

You don't have to like me.

Is my father really alive?

No, baby girl.

He died.

This is way too many refugees,

man.

The ice is getting thinner every year.

We're losing cargo all the time.

We're not gonna all get on the boat.

Make sure we do.

This goddamn global warming

is bad for business.

What's happening?

Watch this.

There's not much time.

They don't wanna be spotted

by satellites.

Hurry, come on.

Diving in two minutes.

Diving in one minute.

One minute.

Go.

Come on.

No!

No!

You can't do this.

They'll die out there.

No!

- You can't do this.

- Get away from the controls.

- What are you doing? Stop it. Stop it.

- No.

Don't do that. What's wrong?

- Put it down.

- No, don't.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- You, put it down.

- Hey, take it easy.

- Hey, take it easy.

- Put it down.

- We go back up.

- Now.

- Okay, okay.

- Relax.

- We go back up.

- Easy.

- Now.

- Relax, stay put.

- No.

Calm down.

- Put her on the floor.

- I feel them dying.

No, no mercy. Dead!

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

What the hell was that?

I was 17 years old,

living in San Francisco.

My life was a mess.

I met the wrong man.

I was lost in darkness.

But the high priestess of our church

opened the doors...

...that led onto the path of light.

I joined the Noelites...

...and I ended up in the convent.

It was a haven for women

who needed to heal.

I worked in the orphanage.

She arrived.

A little baby.

Her father was dead.

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