In the early s,
a sailor aboard a British
merchant ship wrote,
"The beauty of the ocean
is one of the world's
greatest treasures."
Yet throughout history,
the men who have sailed
her have overlooked it.
Blinded by the desire for
old gold and glittering gems,
they embarked on voyages
to the ends of the earth
and even beyond
the boundaries of time.
She's carrying
treasure for sure.
Fire!
Captain, they're upon us.
Come on, mateys,
on her! Get on her!
Get in there,
get in there!
Go!
- Get on the ground.
- On your knees!
Please, please, don't.
Ah, Mr. p*stol, this one
here is going on and on
about the lost treasure
of William Kidd.
Por favor, Senor Pirate.
We are just mere scientists.
There's a map.
There's a map.
You can take...
you can have the map.
You can...
You can...
Where is this map
your friend speaks of?
He is crazy from the sun.
We know of no treasure map.
Really?
Oh. That map.
This is a map
to k*ll Devil Cove...
just south of here.
Yes.
But you'll never be able
to decipher it without our help.
Hmm.
Well then, let every
man on board be spared...
lest our spoils be tainted
by unnecessary bloodshed.
Here's to the Devil's Wing
and her merciful crew.
Ah, so Mr. p*stol...
Ah, you spared the crew, did ya?
Yes, Captain,
thought we might need them.
Oh, you thought?
But that'd be a Captain's
decision, wouldn't you say?
Aye, Captain.
You see,
it's thoughts like that
that sealed
the fate of your father.
I would hate for something
like that to happen to you.
All right, easy lad, easy.
You know I had no choice.
It was the code. Hmm.
- Aye, Captain.
- Hmm.
You're a good man, p*stol.
When the devil
comes for my soul,
I'll need you there
to talk him out of it.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.
So, what's all this
about a treasure map?
- Right.
- Ah. Hmm.
Here you are, Captain.
Ah.
Hmm?
Enjoy.
Hmm.
Carry on.
Mr. p*stol's left the helm.
Shh.
La la la la la la la.
Batten the hatches.
Welcome aboard, Captain.
Captain?
She's your ship now.
Make haste to man the sails.
Tata, Captain Lynch.
Huh? What?
Stolen.
You mutinous lot.
p*stol.
Mutiny on the bounty!
I'm gonna get you, p*stol.
How could you do this
to me, you betrayer?
Fire!
- Under att*ck!
- He's gonna k*ll me.
Fire!
Get the mainsail up!
The mast buckle
is broken, Jeffrey.
There's nothing we can do.
Ay, ay, ay.
We've got bigger
problems. Look.
Blimey.
All hands,
brace yourselves,
we're going directly to hell.
The map! Get the map!
I got it!
p*stol!
That's it, Josh.
Forward stretch, pull through.
Feather.
You're getting
great at this, bud.
Hey guys, I think
I got something.
Nice one, Hedge.
- Hey, Josh.
- What's up, my man?
Hey Brig. How's the blog?
Shh, I'm on a deadline.
Hey, you know what?
I'm keeping it.
It could be worth something.
My uncle Herm once
found a Coca-Cola sign
that was worth bucks.
I saw your uncle on
House Hoarders last week.
By the way,
the odds of discovering
anything of value
with a metal detector
on a public beach
are very slim.
If you add up all the number
of hours searching necessary
to find anything
worth at least $ ,
you get about . hours,
so you're basically working
for approximately
cents per hour.
Yeah?
Well, you haven't taken
into account the anomaly.
The anomaly?
Yeah, the anomaly.
The unaccounted for,
unexplained event
that occurs and defies
all logic and odds?
It could happen,
but in your case,
you'd better stick to your
job at the yogurt shop.
You'll see.
Hey, let him dream.
I can't believe
someone is stealing
all the cool pirate
artifacts from town.
I'm gonna get to
the bottom of this.
Who's with me?
Whoa.
Hey, guys? I think
I really got somethin'.
Booyah!
What you got
there, Huckleberry?
Oh, nothing.
Just a treasure map.
Hedgey, baby,
I will never doubt you again.
What do you think, Brig?
It looks like
the real deal to me.
Wait. This is a map
of Pirate's Cove.
See, that's Devil's Bay and...
and that's Adam's Light House,
and the Clock Tower.
Oh, you just reminded me.
- Summer school starts at : .
- Boring.
Can't we just ditch it?
I mean,
it's the last day, anyway.
My mom paid a hundred bucks
for that course,
and I'm never gonna hear
the end of it if I don't go,
so you guys have to come, too.
Here.
We'll stash it
in the tree house
and we'll figure
this out after class.
Wait. Maybe we should
tell my dad.
I mean, what if
somebody lost it?
I found it,
so it's rightfully mine.
Dude, you're thinning us out?
- I thought we were a team.
- Well...
Okay. Fine.
It's all of ours,
but I don't want to donate it
to some lame museum.
Excuse me?
I'm just saying.
Let's go.
Look at this.
These are Lost Colony actors.
For heaven's sakes.
Blanche, have you ever
seen anything like this?
No. This is a disgrace.
Okay, folks.
Break it up, break it up.
Look at this.
- Oh, my head.
- Wakey, wakey.
You guys are guilty
of section - ,
which means you had a little
too much to drink last night.
The ship.
On the contrary, sir,
I barely had the sip last night.
Oh, I don't think so.
So why don't we all get up
and take a little stroll
down to my station?
Let's go.
I got a nice place
for you to rest.
Okay?
Come on, come on.
You guys can walk it off.
Come on, you two.
Come on, you look worse...
Oh. Oh, man.
Let's go.
Where are we?
Where is the ship
and the others?
All right?
I do not know...
but I dare say
it's best we play along.
The less we say the better.
Wow.
A real treasure map.
Put that away.
You want Byron to see it?
No.
Aw, crap, there he is.
Stop right there.
Hi, Byron.
Uh, skipping summer school?
Taking a homeschool course
called Advanced Leisure Studies.
What do you think you're doing?
Um, walking?
Well, you're ruining my view.
My picture postcard
view of my world
without a bunch
of losers in it.
Yeah?
Well how will your view look
when I stuff your
head in that pitcher?
Easy.
- Whoa, was that a thr*at?
- Brig.
Hey, Byron.
Hello, Brigitte.
What's up?
Oh, nothing, just taking some
donations to the orphanage.
Interesting.
Not.
Hey Brig, when are you
going to lose these fools
and come over to the
right side of the tracks?
Just because your
dad is the mayor
doesn't make you royalty.
And what makes you think
I would ever want
to hang out with you?
Well, the answer
to that question
is what's known as
the universal answer,
the answer that
cuts through, clarifies,
and captures the
essence of desires
of people around the world.
And what's that?
Money.
Money isn't everything.
You're right.
It's the only thing.
They're up to something.
Jenny Goldstein just
posted that my dad
arrested a pack of drunken
pirates at the inlet beach.
Look.
Probably just actors from
the Lost Colony
reenactment play.
This map makes no sense.
Where's the "X"?
Made sense to someone.
It's like a puzzle but we
don't know where to start.
I wish my dad
was still around.
He would know how
to figure this out.
He was good at this stuff.
Look for the alpha.
There's always an alpha.
A what?
An alpha, the starting clue
to get you on the right track.
It's like from the game
Castle of Ghouls.
You have to examine
the paint strokes
to find the secret passageway.
That's a big help.
Everyone put your right hand
on the skull of truth.
Repeat after me:
I swear not to tell
anyone about the map.
I swear not to
tell anyone about the map.
And whatever happens,
we will all get
an equal share of the treasure
or whatever we find.
And whatever happens,
we all get
an equal share of the treasure
or whatever we find.
It is done.
- Okay.
- Sounds good to me.
Wait.
What if one of us dies before
we split up the treasure?
- What?
- Really?
I can't help it.
My dad's a lawyer.
Your dad owns a yogurt shop
and does bail bonds.
Same thing.
Let's go.
Hedge.
What?
On your face.
What?
Twinkie.
Let's leave it in here.
Hey, can you guys get
a little closer to each other?
All right, good, perfect.
Right there. Let's just do it.
In , men,
women, and children
set sail from
Plymouth, England
to begin a new life
in a strange land.
They vanished with
hardly a trace...
Leaving the historians a mystery
that has never been solved.
Many people believe...
...that they disappeared into
the infamous Bermuda Triangle.
The Lost Colony,
this is their story.
Please, can someone
answer the phone?
All right, hold on.
Hold on a second, you guys.
Uh, Betsy?
Betsy, dear?
Hi, hon.
Could you please
answer the phone
because otherwise
we're never going
to get through all of this.
No problem.
Aunt Victoria? Can you call me
by my stage name, Constance?
Of course, Betsy.
I'm sorry, I mean,
Constance.
Constance. The phone.
Right.
Hello.
Hi, Earl.
Constance.
Earl, it's Betsy.
Really?
Well, I guess they
could be ours.
Okay. I'll be right over.
Okay, uh, let's take
it from the top again,
and whatever happens,
I just want you guys
to keep on going.
Problem.
Oh, what now?
Seems a few of our actors got
into a little trouble last night
and got thrown in jail.
Our actors?
Oh, the Renaissance
Faire guys from Raleigh.
Oh, well at least they
showed up this year.
Earl says it's no big deal
and I can go pick them up.
Okay.
Guess it pays to have a relative
who's the town sheriff.
Yes it does.
Okay, you go do that while...
Don't worry. I can fix them.
- Fix what?
- Those nails.
Stop with my nails.
- Go.
- I'll be right back.
All right, fine.
Oh wait, Betsy.
Hey, while you're out,
can you stop by the house
and see if Josh has
any pirate props?
Okie dokie.
Okie dokie, thank you.
Therefore according
to Mr. Einstein's theory
regarding the intersection
between time and space,
one would presume
to be able to travel
to any place in history.
There's one key missing
factor, isn't there?
Joshua?
Hmm?
Come on.
You know this.
Anything, Joshua?
Hmm?
Oh.
Mr. Young.
Wouldn't the result
of such a journey
be completely random
unless one cannot only
plot the eventual destination
on the time-space continuum
but also guide the subject
to that destination?
And what's the solution
to that? Hm?
What's the solution to
controlling this intersection?
Come on, children.
Use your beans.
That's easy.
You need a time machine.
Precisely.
I'll be giving extra
credit to anybody
who comes up with a design
for a time machine
and schematics based on
the principles of this class.
Josh?
Anyone home?
It's Constance.
That's perfect.
I'll take this,
and this,
and this.
Don't mind if I dino do.
Mayor Beecher.
Listen, you nitwit, I don't
care what you do with it,
just move it.
I want that stuff out
of this town pronto.
People are starting
to ask questions.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Problems?
No problems.
Byron, my son,
we are Beecher men.
We don't have problems,
we have new opportunities
to find solutions
and to achieve greater success.
Mr. Mayor,
remember you have to
do that speech
at the bake sale today.
Ah, diddly poop!
Hi, Earl.
Any update on
the stolen artifacts?
No, nothing yet, Betsy.
Constance.
- What's that?
- Nevermind.
How about my prisoners?
Oh, I'll have 'em right up.
Hey.
Hey.
You.
What are you guys in for?
It appears we're in the
wrong place at the wrong time.
All right, boys.
Time to rise and shine.
Got a call from your theater
group this afternoon.
They sent a van
to pick you up,
take you over to
the Lost Colony Playhouse.
Let's go.
Welcome. I'm Betsy.
I mean, Constance.
And I guess I am your hostess,
driver, and tour guide.
Anyway, it's lovely
to have you here.
And I am at your service,
Miss Constance.
Oh?
Um, everybody get together.
I want to take your
picture for the program.
- What?
- I beg your pardon, miss?
I want to take
your photograph.
Scooch together
so I can see everyone.
One, two, three.
Oh, wonderful.
Let's go.
Come along.
This way.
- Hello, Father.
- Hello.
Look, we brought you your
favorite, devil's fruitcake.
We all have our weaknesses.
Yes we do.
It's official.
I'm going vegan.
Wow. A real treasure map.
What would be buried in there?
Treasure, you dope.
I know, but like, what kind?
Gold, diamonds, rubies, gold?
You said gold twice.
I like gold.
Hey, what time is?
I'm starving.
I thought you went vegan?
It's gluten free.
Well, it's not "free" free.
You're gonna have
to pay for that.
I'm good for it.
You guys didn't tell anyone
about the map, did you?
You're so paranoid.
No one knows about
the map, but us.
What's this about a map then?
Nothing, Professor.
Yeah. We were
just working on a...
Visitor's map
for the Town Square.
You know, there's so many
treasures to be found.
The Nautical Museum
and the library?
Really?
I'd be obliged
to offer you my expertise.
How's your mom then, Joshua?
Fine.
Do give her my regards,
won't you?
Yeah.
Okay.
Weird.
He took your dad's job,
and then...
now he's trying
to make moves on your mom.
Good luck with that.
Here we are.
Your chariot awaits.
Where are the horses?
You're just gonna love it here.
I've been involved with
the Colony since I was .
My family's from here, too.
My ancestors came
over from England
and settled right
here in Pirate's Cove.
Now, if I could
just locate my keys,
we could get going.
Anyway, call me a romantic,
but I love the gallantry,
the chivalry.
Don't get me wrong,
this place is fine,
but sometimes I wish
I could've lived back
in the th century.
Um, excuse me, ma'am?
What year might this be?
You really take
the acting thing seriously.
The map, it's gone.
I bet it was
that snake Byron.
Yeah.
Let's go get him.
Hold your horses.
It was just your aunt, see?
Who's Constance?
That's Betsy.
Oh.
That's a relief.
But we still have
to get that map back
before anyone else sees it.
Come on.
All right.
I guess we'll do it from there.
So let's give it a go.
Well, blast ye then,
ye scoundrels.
Aye, blast ye.
No, guys. Come on.
You're pirates.
Where's the emotion? Okay?
Be pirates.
Okay. Again.
Well, blast ye then,
ye scoundrel.
Aye.
Blast ye!
Okay.
Um, all right.
Hi.
Sorry I took so long.
That's okay. Oh, good.
- Oh, these are so great.
- Mmm-hmm.
Thank you. I'm glad
you found these.
These are
the new actors from Raleigh.
Aren't they cute?
Oh, they look like pirates.
Yes. And they really
have the accents down.
Mr. p*stol, this is our
director, Victoria Dare.
It is a pleasure
to meet you, Miss Dare.
Oh.
It's actually missus.
My condolences.
Oh?
Please, allow me
to introduce my crew.
Arr.
This is more like it.
They look like pirates
even down to their teeth.
Mmm-hmm.
Arr!
You guys are gonna
be perfect for this.
Um, all right. Great.
Why don't you go
with Betsy and she'll
get you guys some scripts
and then we can go through it?
In fact, we are not
masters of the written word,
but we could employ
some improvisation.
I love improv,
so I cannot wait to see
what you guys are gonna do.
Those are the guys
from the beach.
All right.
Why don't you go with her?
I'm gonna go get the map.
You guys meet me at the exit.
All right?
Hi, Mom.
Hey, kiddo.
Oh, how was
the treasure hunting?
What?
Oh, I ran into Hubert's dad
at the ice cream shop,
and he said you guys took out
his old metal detector
on the beach.
Oh, yeah.
No treasure yet.
Oh, well the next time.
Yeah.
By the way, do you know
what Betsy did
with the stuff
from the tree house?
There was just a map
and we were just going
to make a tourist map
for the mayor.
Oh, that sounds like fun.
Is there anything
I can do to help?
Yeah. Did you see
the map anywhere?
Uh, oh, you know what?
Check this box that
Betsy just brought.
It might be in there.
Thanks, Mom.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Mmm-hmm.
Jeffrey. The map.
Come on.
Go.
Here are the scripts.
Why don't we call it a day
and go over them tomorrow?
Victoria's information
is on the script
if you have any questions.
- Aye, ma'am.
- Excellent.
Oh, and if you need
a place to sleep,
you can use the cots
up on the balcony.
One for you,
one for you,
one for you,
and a mixed greens salad for me.
It's good.
You guys, I feel like
we're being watched.
You're paranoid.
- Boo!
- Ah!
I knew it.
What do you want, Byron?
Just a friendly reminder
for you, Hubert.
It's the second.
Tell your dad rent
was due yesterday.
The check's in the mail.
I hope so.
We don't want to
charge you a late fee.
See you later, losers.
Let's get outta here.
What about my salad?
Come on.
Cool.
You see that
drawing of where that fort is?
That's right where
City Hall is today.
- Hedge!
- Aw, my lemonade!
Nice one, Hedge!
Sorry.
Hedge, you're a genius.
I am?
It's invisible ink.
The alpha!
"They voyager points to
where me shanty rings true,
"and fills the air
on summer's day
"with dreams of gold
"that blossom visions
from days of old."
- Cool.
- Nice.
Hey, Earl.
Mornin', sis.
Huh.
Uh, there's only
one "L" in gala.
Dang it.
Yeah. You might
want to change it.
See you later.
Through it to Christa Port.
Aye.
- Fire!
- Ah!
Aren't you guys
a little old for this?
Arr.
Step right up
and pick your best sh*t.
Ring the bell, win the prize.
Another lucky winner!
Pick your prize.
That one.
Oh.
This is so unfair.
Okay, these numbers
don't make any sense.
If you go by
the latitudes and longitudes,
you would end up
in Machu Picchu, Peru.
Must be a decoy.
There are
four signatures here.
Collins, Byers,
Demuse, and Kidd.
William Kidd?
This is the map to the treasure
of Captain Kidd.
Wow.
Wait, why would pirates
have signed this map?
Let me see that.
It's a pact.
What do you mean?
It's just like the backstory
in Quest for Riches.
Whoever signed this had
a share in the treasure.
You see this?
Four names,
four pieces to the puzzle.
I'll bet each of the pirates
have their own piece
in a secret hiding place,
and you can't find the treasure
without all four pieces.
Impressive.
Whoa.
Check this out.
Hey, let me see that.
I swear I've seen this before.
Wait a second.
I've got it.
Come on.
Sheriff, I was only parked
there for two minutes.
It's clearly posted,
"no parking".
Is there
no way around this?
Okay, just this once.
- Thank you, sheriff.
- Sure.
Hey, Uncle Herm.
Hey, kids.
Ugh!
Ooh.
Got something?
Check this out.
So cool.
Come on, Brig.
We've been here for hours.
Sorry.
I swear I saw one of
those things here.
Maybe somebody else took it.
Bye, Uncle Herm.
Yeah, later.
Hey, Marge.
Is it time?
Just the nails.
Step into my office
and Margie's gonna
fix you all up.
All right now, into the drink.
Oh, you may want
to take off your ring, though.
Might get tarnished.
Oh no. It's okay.
It's fine.
Oh, all right.
Well, suit yourself.
Can we talk frankly?
Sure.
You know I love you,
and I would never want
to cause you any distress,
but it's been five years.
It's time you moved on
with your life,
for you and for Josh.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Oh. Oh, let's
not even go there.
Just forget
I said anything.
Like my momma always told me,
you should always think twice
before you open your mouth.
Well, I should've
listened to her.
Would have helped
with the relationships
and my waistline.
Oh, there's my girl.
So how's the play coming along?
Fine.
I mean we have some actors
that came down from Raleigh
and they're actually
really good.
So I heard.
Marge?
Eh, oh, I just
heard they were good.
And cute.
Oh, there's a hangnail.
Let me take care of that.
You're terrible.
What are
you gonna do with
your share
of the loot, Brigitte?
I'm gonna build a new library
and fill it with every
book in the world.
Boring.
How about you, Chip?
I'm gonna make movies.
Nice.
Hey Josh, what about you?
Earth to Josh.
What? What did you say?
I said, what are you gonna do
with your share of the treasure?
I think I'll buy a big
sailboat like my dad's.
He always wanted
to sail around the world.
It was a dream of
he and my mom's.
Yeah, that's cool.
I think I'm gonna
open my own chain
of ice cream stores
across the country.
Not frozen yogurt,
the real McCoy,
with every flavor
you can think of
and all kinds of toppings.
Hot fudge, caramel,
gummy bears.
Hello, Mr. Wonka?
What?
First we have to
find the treasure.
Right.
Come on. We're gonna
be late for the meeting.
I wonder what's going on.
I don't know,
but it must be pretty big,
'cause my dad never
goes to these things.
Same here.
Okay, let's get this started.
First of all, I would like
to commend Father O'Reilly
at another successful
fundraiser for the orphanage.
Go Father,
you're the best.
And now about those
recent burglaries.
Somebody took the anchor
right out the front
porch of my store.
And the ship's bell was
stolen from the church tower.
And the spy glass is
missing from Spyglass Point.
All right, all right,
calm down.
Sheriff Basnight
is on top of this,
and I am sure that the culprits
will be apprehended soon.
Sheriff?
We're working on a few leads.
Now, onto the main
reason for this meeting.
We have, after much debate,
made a decision
to make a change
that will boost the local
economy exponentially.
May we dim the lights please?
As you know,
the treasure hunting theme
has lost its luster,
mainly because nobody has ever
found any treasure here.
Tourism is at
an all-time low, but,
thanks to an agreement with
the Beecher Family Trust,
that is all going to change.
I present to you
Beecher's Dinoworld!
- What?
- What is that?
We are projecting
an increase of revenue
of over % within
the first year alone
and the sky is the limit.
No, it's ridiculous.
It's been the same location
for years.
What about the theater?
We put so much time
and money into that place.
All of the existing businesses
will be incorporated
into the new theme,
maybe relocated a bit.
But the town's
called Pirate's Cove.
That's where the pirates
really were,
and it's part of our history.
She's right, and I say, boo.
Yeah, boo.
Now we really need
to find the treasure.
"According to historians,
William Captain Kidd
was a Scottish
sailor who was tried
and ex*cuted for piracy
after returning home
from a voyage
to the Indian Ocean.
Treasure seekers have
searched the waters
off of North Carolina
for almost years
in hopes of locating
his stash of treasure
from his piracy raids
up and down
the pre-colonial coastline.
Accounts from those who
claimed to sailed with him
described him as
a brilliant strategist,
mathematician, and navigator.
He was subsequently captured,
but his treasure was
never recovered."
Check this out.
According to this,
Saint Brendan of Clonfert
was known as
Brendan the Voyager,
the patron sate of sailors,
navigators, and whales.
That's cool,
but what does that
have to do with the treasurer?
Look familiar?
Doesn't that look just
like the statue
in the Town Square?
Right.
The original statute was
pointing toward the ocean,
but this statue is
pointing towards the...
Church?
Anything?
Yeah, pretty sure
it's a church.
pews and no clues.
It all looks pretty standard.
"The Voyager points
to where me shanty rings true,
"and fills the air
on summer's day
"with dreams of gold
"that blossom visions
from days of old."
Shanty means song.
Summer's day...
Day.
"My name was William Kidd,
"as I sailed, as I sailed.
"My name was William
Kidd when I sailed.
"My name was William Kidd,
God's laws I did forbid,
"and so wickedly I did,
as I sailed."
Hey, guys?
Hobbs.
Oye, shake a leg.
Silver.
Silver?
All right then, divvy it up.
Divvy it up?
Oh, to eat, bard.
Oye, I could eat
a hot bowl of loblollies.
- Some cackle fruit.
- Warm castle.
Salmagundy.
We'll eat like kings, aye.
- Yes!
- Make haste.
Where is mine?
Uh...
Do you want some of mine?
Listen, I've found a way
to locate the treasure.
Arr! Follow me.
Gather 'round, mateys.
- See?
- For a mere shiny coin,
I shall divulge
the answers you seek.
Mountjoy, give up the silver.
What?
Well, you want to find
the map, don't you, lad?
It's a sailor's knowledge tax.
Ask a question,
spin the wheel,
and your answer I shall reveal.
Where is the treasure
that we seek?
Ooh!
"There are many treasures
to be had in Pirate's Cove."
Ask a question,
spin the wheel,
and your answer I shall reveal.
Can you be more specific?
Aye.
Where is the lost treasure
of Captain William Kidd?
"If it's treasure ye seek,
ye will need a map."
Well, thank you,
Captain Obvious.
Ask a question,
spin the wheel,
and your answer I shall reveal.
Can you please tell us exactly
where the treasure of Captain
William Kidd be hiding?
"In order to find
the treasures of this world,
"one must look
within their heart?"
- Son of a...
- Blast!
Aye, we've been bamboozled.
Look!
Hello?
Oh, hi, Aunt Vicky.
Yes, Josh is right here.
It's those rapscallions
with our map!
Come back, me hardys,
I was just having a little fun.
I'll tell you where
the treasure is.
See you in a bit.
I gotta head home.
Yeah, I should be going, too.
All right, we'll talk later.
Okay.
- What now?
- We wait for p*stol.
He'll get the map.
Is anyone there?
Hello?
Good evening, Ms. Victoria.
Uh, Jeffrey...
Uh, what are you doing here?
I was thinking about
some of the things
you mentioned earlier,
and was hoping that we could
discuss some
elements of the play.
That is,
if now is a good time?
Ah, you know what?
Now's a great time.
We're just getting ready
to sit down for dinner.
Would you like to join us?
Yes.
Thank you for the invitation.
You're welcome. Come in.
Well, make yourself at home.
I'm just gonna go
uh, freshen up.
Cheers.
Uh, Professor.
I found myself in the proximity
of your neighborhood
and felt compelled
without provocation
to call upon you.
Ah, uh...
Ah.
I see presently
occupied with company.
Yes I am. I'm sorry.
Perhaps another
time, Ms. Victoria.
Yes. Another time
would be lovely.
Very well.
Thank you.
It was a fine meal.
You're welcome.
Room for dessert?
I made pie.
I am stuffed to the britches.
Coffee, tea?
Tea, please.
Josh, where have you been?
Josh, this is Jeffrey.
Honey, I saved a plate
for you for dinner.
I just need to wash up.
Sorry about that.
He's been uncomfortable
having people over
since his father was lost
at sea five years ago.
It's hard for a boy
to not have his dad around.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
Come on.
Come on.
Hello?
- Brig, big problems.
- What's going on?
One of the actor pirate guys
came over for dinner.
OMG. Where is he now?
He's still in the house.
I gotta get back inside before
they come looking for me.
Whatever you do,
don't act suspicious
and don't let him see the map.
Really?
There's your
new course, Mr. p*stol.
Straight off the plank.
No!
Here's your tea.
I'm sorry, I...
I have to go.
Happy birthday, son.
Dad!
Josh. What's wrong?
It was... it was Dad.
He was in his boat
and there was a terrible storm.
Oh, honey, you had a bad dream.
I'm so sorry.
You'll be okay.
Try to go back to sleep, okay?
All right, goodnight.
Josh, you up?
Yeah.
People are posting they saw
the lighthouse being turned on.
It might be a clue.
Meet us at the entrance
to the lighthouse trail in .
Okay.
That thing hasn't
been turned on in years.
You guys spread out.
Look for clues.
I'll go check out
the light house.
"On clouded night
by beacon's light,
"the secret shall be known,
"reflected from
the foe of night,
"beneath a skull and bones."
Booyah!
Ay, ay, ay,
what a cruel fate, bruh.
- Yeah.
- Yes now.
At least we left
him the ship, eh?
That's not how it happened.
No?
Oh, a hundred men sailed
the Matador that night.
Took two cannon balls port side,
and then they arrived.
tiger sharks
and a giant squid,
and the men screaming
for their dear lives.
Oh, hello, Jeffrey.
Did you get the map?
No, but I know where it is.
We just have to wait
for the opportunity to arise.
What in God's name is this?
Oh, it's a magical little story
about the tiny little people
running about inside.
Completely unhinged.
Huh.
He rather looks like you.
- No.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, he does.
Quite handsome.
Marge.
It's time.
Time for what, dear?
Something new.
Oh, my.
All right, girls,
shop's closed.
Everybody out.
Come on,
let's move it along here.
Come on, everybody out.
What about my curlers?
Oh, just take 'em out
when you get home.
Come on now. Move along.
- Scooch it.
- Marge...
Roll along. There we go.
Buh-bye now.
And you, come into my office
and Margie's gonna
make you feel great.
Chip? What's that for?
The treasure, you dope.
It's obviously the right place.
These markings
don't make any sense.
I've got it.
It's a triangulation.
A what?
Those numbers are degrees.
Triangulation uses two points
and the angles between
them to pinpoint the third.
You have to use these
geographic markers
to determine the exact
spot of the treasure.
I think I have an app for that.
Cool.
That one's easy.
It's right there.
So then the second
point would be
right at the top of that ridge.
But there aren't
any trees over there.
There has to be a stump
or roots or something.
All we have to do is figure out
where that tree used to be,
then we can use the angles
to pinpoint the treasure.
Do you like it?
I think it might be
a little over the top.
You're beautiful.
I mean, it's beautiful.
I mean, you're beautiful in it.
Christ.
Aww, well, Mr. p*stol,
I think you're blushing.
No. No, no, I...
It's just that I've um,
well, I've...
I've forgotten my...
Sword.
My sword.
I've forgotten my sword.
And now I'm going
to retrieve it.
That way.
Forgive me.
- Blast ye then, ye scoundrels.
- Aye, blast ye.
Gumption, mate.
All right, where's Mountjoy?
Oh, down yonder with
that golden-haired tart.
Hmm.
Sorry to interrupt, but we do
have to show to put on here.
Right, um...
Of course. I'm... I'm sorry.
Just give it a minute, love.
Really?
What?
Can you just
concentrate on this?
This is impossible.
That tree is long gone,
and there's no way
that we're gonna find...
Found it.
There it is.
Follow me.
Look, it's not even locked.
Awesome.
Come on.
"Here lies the true treasure,
my immortal beloved.
"Gold or gems could never
equal the joy she gave me."
Josh, are you buying this?
- No.
- Me neither.
All he ever loved was treasure.
Wait a second.
I knew it.
Come on.
Go ahead, Brigitte.
What?
No, you go.
I'll go first.
Go.
I'm going.
It's just a dead guy in a cage.
No way.
Booyah!
Whoa!
- OMG!
- Wow.
Chip, go get that wagon.
Right.
Professor Ratliffe?
At your service.
Good evening, Joshua.
What are you doing here?
I'm supposing
the very same as yourself.
Searching for treasure.
Evening, losers.
Ah, Master Beecher,
good of you to join us.
I knew you had
something to do with this.
He's been behind
this whole thing.
Well aren't you the smart one?
Yes, treasure seeking requires
a significant cash investment.
We found the treasure.
So I see.
And what a good job
you've done.
I may have never been able
to recover it without your help.
It's rightfully ours.
I beg to differ.
With all due respect,
I've been in pursuit
of such treasure
through space and time
for over years.
While searching for Captain
William Kidd's lost treasure,
I come upon a certain
Spanish explorer
who had a very peculiar
mechanism in his possession.
Let me guess,
a time machine?
A time machine, indeed,
and together we'd retrieve all
of the world's greatest
lost treasures.
Somehow we learned to manipulate
the space-time continuum.
Sedillo! What have you done?
And he sent me forward
into the time vortex.
Unfortunately, some poor soul
took my place in the past.
Alas, these mutinous
gents arrived
on the very ship
from which I came
with my time machine.
Once again fate allows me
to take back that which is mine.
You mean ours?
If you're done with
the history lesson,
I'd like to get a move on.
The ship will be
at the dock in a few minutes.
Take this treasure
and load it up on the Pandora.
They'll be taking
the journey with us,
especially this whale.
Wait one minute.
We had a deal.
Your money's no good
where we're goin', lad.
Take 'em.
All right,
fancy pants.
Oh, Lord!
After him, you fool.
- After him!
- Hey, you!
The rest of you will stay put.
Remember when you hear
the bell, that's your cue.
Ready?
Ready.
Welcome to our production of
Pirates of the Lost Colony.
Jeffrey.
Josh? What's wrong?
You know the old legend that
Captain Kidd's
treasure was buried
somewhere here
in town, right?
Right.
Well, we found it and some
real pirates showed up
with Professor Ratliffe
and stole it.
They kidnapped my friends.
Where are they now?
They said they were
taking the treasure
onto the docks to load
it onto the Pandora?
The Pandora?
That's our ship.
Hi, Hobbs.
Hello, Silven.
How are ya, mate?
Silven.
I knew you cannot be trusted.
That's the golden rule, mate.
He who's got the gold, rules.
You were to get your
share of the loot, mate.
Got a better offer, mate.
Ooh!
Besides, the Professor
is the only one
who knows how to get
us back to our time.
Sorry.
Oh.
Come on.
To the ship!
Wait.
Watch your step, you fool.
Get that treasure aboard
and be quick about it.
What's the plan?
We'll take care of this lot
and find your friends.
You wait here.
Got it.
Where's Mountjoy?
Oh, down yonder
with the golden-haired...
Hello, Hobbs.
Well, hello, lads.
- Catch you at a bad time?
- A wee bit, yeah.
What's in the box, Hobbs?
The box, eh?
Oh, well uh, let's take
a look see shall we?
- Thanks, man.
- Yeah.
Hey.
Where were you?
No reception.
I had this
whole thing under control.
Hey, guys, I know we
had our differences, but,
now that we're on
the same team...
What?
I say leave him.
He and his dad were
behind this whole thing,
even the burglaries of our
town artifacts, weren't you?
Yes, but I didn't
want to hurt anyone.
You know my dad.
It was just business.
I say leave him.
Right. Let's get outta here.
Wait!
What?
I'm sorry for being
such a jerk to you guys.
Okay, Byron,
you can come with us,
but it's going to cost you.
I hope your affairs
are in order, Mr. p*stol,
for you shan't see tomorrow.
Any port in a storm,
eh, Mr. p*stol?
Whoa.
Whoa.
You guys go.
I'll be right there.
Well done, Mr. p*stol.
Shall we play on?
Ay, ay, ay.
I'm inclined to believe
you're without a w*apon,
Mr. p*stol.
Cheers.
Never were much a swordsman,
were you, Mr. p*stol?
Not really.
Isn't this exciting?
Arr!
I've my own
time machine now, p*stol!
Aye, p*stol,
I'm coming for you.
The devil's upon us now.
Oh, whoa!
We're under fire!
Oh!
Roman candles?
I love Roman candles.
Coming from the pier!
Aye! Train your
g*ns on the pier!
Oh, diddly poop.
Prepare, prepare for battle.
Fire!
Coming about now!
Coming about!
Dying's the easy part,
Mr. p*stol.
It's the livin' what's hard.
Help!
Help, help!
Fire!
Hold on, lads!
Ooh, ooh, what's this,
what's this?
Oh!
Dad, help!
These kids tried to kidnap me.
Brig, what's going on here?
Dad, did you read my message?
No.
He and his dad
were behind this whole thing,
even the burglaries of our
town's artifacts, weren't you?
Yes, but,
you know my dad.
It was just business.
Mr. Mayor, I think we
need to have a conversation.
Let's talk.
Dad?
Yes.
It's me, Josh.
How did you come back?
Love.
It's Dad.
I knew it.
I knew you'd come back.
Josh!
Mr. Dare, it's really you!
It's really me.
You see, Chip,
this is the anomaly,
the unexpected event that
happens and it defies all odds.
I can't believe it.
Hey!
I guess everyone
has a different idea
of what the true treasure
of Pirate's Cove is.
Some would say it's a stash
of ancient gold and jewels.
Others would argue that true
love is the treasure they seek,
or perhaps the mystery
of what lies
beyond the horizon
is what drives them.
But to me, the greatest
treasures the world has to offer
are the friends and family
who sail with you
on the adventure of life.
I can't believe
we got our hands
on all that treasure
and just let it go.
What about the time machine?
Man, that had some
interesting possibilities.
We'll just wait
'til they come back.
Wait, Chip,
you are the one person
that would know that
the odds of them coming back
are slim and none.
What if someone altered
the date coordinates
of the time machine?
You didn't.
Yeppers.
What date did you enter?
Next Tuesday.
You did what?
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