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You were incredible.

My heart is still racing.

I felt it too.

All thanks to your
brute strength, Dash,

and your knowledge of ancient
Aramaic mathematics.

Please. This has nothing to
do with my two doctorates

and my master's in Gender Studies

and everything to do
with you, Dr. Lovemore.

The truth is,

I never thought I would
find the Lost City of D.

I would choose your words carefully.

They will be your last.

You led me right to King Kalaman's tomb

and his queen's
legendary Crown of Fire.

And now I will be very rich,

and you will be very dead.

Hold up. Are these...
Are these your snakes?

No, they were just here.

There were just hundreds
of snakes in this temple

just waiting for us to show up?

- Who feeds them? You feed them?
- No, what do they eat?

Why is that one not biting that
guy? Why is that happening?

Are they trained not to bite
henchmen or something?

Yeah, well...

I mean, the
snake-to-temple ratio alone...

This is ridiculous. Delete.

I... I think my character
can still work.

Delete.

Loretta, you still have
a story to write.

Delete.

Hey, it's me, Beth.

I don't want to pull the whole
"I'm your publisher" card, but I am.

And I'm really looking forward
to seeing this last chapter.

But no pressure. No,
there actually is pressure.

The exact amount of pressure that
motivates you but doesn't paralyze you.

You got this.

Thank you.

Me again.

Okay, so everything
is set for the book tour,

but, uh, the only thing we
need is a book to tour with.

I can't help but get the feeling
that you're not finishing

because you don't want
to leave your house.

Listen, I know these last five years
have been hard after John's passing,

and it feels easier to
live in your bathtub,

drinking Chardonnay on ice.

But, girl, there is a great
big world waiting for you

and a book tour that I can't cancel,
so just make it happen, all right?

Love you, bye!

We have to keep going.

Let's see what's on the
other side of that door.

But what if there isn't anything?

There's only one way to find out.

Then Lovemore realized

the treasure she
wanted was lost forever

and her adventures
were coming to an end.

That doesn't feel right.

Yeah, but that's it.

That's the end.

Well, John,

here I go.

Dulcius ex asperis.

- Okay, honey, it's showtime.
- Are you sure about this?

Because I have a wedgie in the
back and in the front in this thing.

I feel like a nerdy figure skater.

- Sexy. Stunner. I'm all about it.
- No, it's not. It's not.

- How do I move in this?
- Don't touch it.

- I'm not touching it. I'm holding it out.
- Stop it. Will you stop?

Get it out now 'cause
you can't do that onstage.

And we're done. And
we're done. Okay, good.

Do I need to be wearing
a glitter onesie?

You only have to wear
this for two hours.

Do not mess this up, do you
hear me? This is on loan.

Everyone's wearing sequins right now.

- Why is she taking my photo?
- This is Allison.

She is our new social media manager.

And she's gonna be helping us
target that younger demographic.

Meaning women in their 30s
who wish they were in their 20s.

Hey, what's up?

Um, I took over your socials,
so this morning you tweeted,

"Where are my ladies at? Meet
me at Ballroom G at 5:00 p.m.

#ShawnMendes.

#GaggingToMeetYouAll."

Okay, we are having fun. Let's go.

We need to remind people
that you are still alive.

People know I'm alive.

And to remind them why this used to be

- the best selling franchise.
- In Romance.

Yes, which is the top
revenue-generating literary category.

Revenue-generating isn't how I would
describe our presales right now.

Just think of this as a way
that uses word of mouth.

Oh, you want word of mouth?
Here we go. How's this?

"The only thing more lost than
the city is the author herself."

"Loveless." "Passionless."

Uh, "Way past her prime." And, oh,
"This is fake history at its worst."

A book tour could
change everything, okay?

We have to remind the fans
why they love you so much.

Real history. I merely season
it with a smidge more nudity.

History had a ton of nudity.

Deep exploration.

Steamy wondering.

Will Lovemore and Dash find Queen
Taha's priceless Crown of Fire?

Join them on their search.

So, listen, I wanted to talk
to you about something.

There's so many people.

I know how much you
hate doing these things,

so I've invited Alan to do
the Q and A with you today.

- What?
- And the rest of the book tour.

Beth, I expressly asked not to do any
more events with Dash... Alan, Alan!

- He's gonna humiliate me.
- He's not gonna humiliate you.

Thank you. You're very good at your
job. Thank you so much. Thank you.

Let me help you with that.

He is... He's a body wash commercial.

He's always glistening
all over the place.

There hasn't been an event
where his shirt didn't come flying off.

- You wish.
- Well, he's already here,

so put on your big-girl panties
and let's get out there.

Remember, no grumpy face, big
words or boring academic talk.

Yes! Yes!

Come on, RTP!

Ha-ha!

Yes, my Lovemore-heads!

I am so excited to introduce to you

the award-winning author, Loretta Sage!

- Beth, I can't do this. I'm not ready.
- Are you kidding me?

Listen, I've got your
back. You got this.

Go give the people what they want.

- It's not me they want.
- Get out there now!

Hi. How are you? Nice
to see you. Thank you.

Yep. Mount it.

Mount it. Mount it. Okay.

Find your center.

And now, the moment
you've all been waiting for.

The sexiest...

...most influential
hero of a generation.

That's a bit strong.

His 20th cover of an
Angela Lovemore novel.

Dash McMahon!

Oh, my God! Dash!

- Take a bow.
- I already did mine. I did mine.

Okay, come on. One more. I got you.

Did you guys rehearse that? Oh, my God.

I'm loving this chemistry
between you two, and I got to say,

I love this book.

- Oh, thank you, Ray.
- Thank...

Spoiler alert.

A really bold choice

to not have them go
into the tomb at the end.

Talk about what went into this one.

I mean, this one's such a
special book for me personally.

I... I don't know how to say
how much it means to me

that Loretta, word
writer extraordinaire,

has, you know, named the book after me.

The Lost City of Dash.

The Lost City of D.

Um, but that's not
what the D stands for.

- It's D for "dick," right?
- No dick, no.

It's based on the name of an ancient
tribe, Dapocagihou-dysphem-ica.

And, um, it was too difficult for the
European colonizers to pronounce,

- so, in true colonial fashion they abbreviated it.
- No one cares about this.

That's so interesting. Okay.

How about we take some
questions from the audience?

Yes.

Dash, what's your
favorite romantic moment?

What I would really like to know is what
is Loretta's favorite romantic moment?

Ooh, spicy.

Oh, uh...

Well, being a sapiosexual...

Oh, is that when they do
the snakes around the...

No. That's someone
who finds, uh, intellect

or intelligence, uh,
very sexy, you know.

Same.

Really?

Dash! Rip off your shirt!

No, no, no. We're not gonna do that
today. We're here for Loretta's book.

Do we have questions for Loretta?

Uh, yes, studious-looking young
lady? What would you like to ask me?

Can you rip off Dash's shirt?

No, no. We're not gonna
do this again. Sorry.

Rip it off! Rip it off!

Rip it off! Rip it off! Rip it off!

Of course. Of course, yes. Can do.

Is this happening?

- You don't have to do this.
- Oh, we have to.

We have to give the people
what they want. Yes, yes.

We have to give the people
what they want, yes.

Ladies and gentlemen, enjoy.

Because The Lost City of
D is Dash's final adventure.

If there even is a next book,

it will open with Lovemore
receiving the tragic news

of his untimely death.

What?

Shit. I'm sorry. My smartwatch
is stuck.Ow. Hold on.

I know. Don't pull it.

It's okay. Just be real still.

- No. That's pulling it.
- You're pulling it.

You're gonna rip my
wig off. No, you can't...

Oh, my!

- Oh, my God.
- Is he okay?

God, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

- I'm so sorry.
- You're a bad person.

Stick around for the costume
contest at 6:00 p.m.

"If there is another book"?

I'm investing everything
we've got into this tour, okay?

I just don't think I have another
Dash and Lovemore adventure in me.

How does Dash die?

- Was it the snakes?
- No.

Okay, so I have something
that I have to take care of.

You guys have an interview
in the next suite in ten minutes.

So can you please do me
a favor and be grown-ups

and get yourselves there on your own?

Okay. Thank you so much.

Does he die from a staph infection?

It is a staph infection. I knew it.

I-I... All right.

Look, I get it if you need
a break or something,

- but you can't just kill me, okay?
- Okay.

I hate that I have to ask this, but
you do know you're not Dash, right?

Dash is a character I made up.

Dash?

Thanks.

Thank you.

- Loretta, it's this way.
- No, I think it's this way.

Can't you see that Dash
means so much to people?

- Means so much to you.
- Not to me.

Well, yeah, to me, but
to other people too.

- What about Beth?
- You know what? Beth is gonna be fine.

She's gonna find plenty fresh,
young writers full of great ideas.

You can transition gracefully

into the shirt-on phase
of your modeling career,

and I can be left alone.

Everybody is happy.

No, it's this way.

Beth says you don't even
leave the house anymore.

I don't feel like that's very happy.

You should be going out in the world,
filling yourself up on new experiences.

I'm already filled up.
I'm full. I'm fully satiated.

Why would you want to be stuck at home
alone when you could see the world?

You could be visiting ancient Greece.

Okay. How could I visit ancient Greece?

I get it. Because
you're afraid of flying.

No. Because ancient
Greece is in the past.

Just like Dash.

Okay. You want to know who
else is stuck in the past? You are.

You're so afraid of life hurting
you again that you've stopped living.

You're like a human mummy.

I didn't, um...

Oh.

Mummies are human.

Stupid... Oh, crap.

I'm so sorry. I-I will clean this up.

I am not a litterer,
I-I assure you that.

Do you, um... Do you think you
could, uh, call a car for me, please?

Thank you. Thank you.

Bring the car around.

God, is that someone's retainer?

I've never said the right
thing one time around her.

I get nervous because
she opens her mouth,

and just an encyclopedia of beautifulness
comes out, and I just never say...

You know she's trying to kill me?

I just need those tomatoes.

You're right. No, you're right.

I should apologize. Thank you, man.

- I appreciate that very, very much.
- You're welcome.

Uh, Loretta Sage. Yeah.

Uh...

Hiya.

Uh, I did not order an UberPool.

Someone wants to meet you.
We'll have you right back.

Um...

Loretta!

Loretta! Loretta?

Uh, Loretta?

- Did you say "Loretta"?
- Yeah.

- Follow that SUV, man.
- No.

- Come on, please!
- No, no, no.

I'm not helping any more handsome
strangers. Fool me once. Mm-mmm.

What is this, Taken? Am I "tooken"?

Am I sold already?

Am I... Am I sold to him?

- Ow. Stop.
- Oh, no. Did this feel creepy?

I said don't make it creepy, guys.

I'm so sorry about the setting.

I just flew in. I was in a
real panic to meet you.

I didn't have time to
dress the place up much.

I read you love cheese,
so I just got them all.

Are you the one who's been
emailing me for photos of my feet?

No. Um...

And I promise what I'm about to show
you is gonna make you very happy.

But first, a little bit

about the mysterious
rogue you see before you.

Uh, my name is Abigail Fairfax.

- Abigail?
- It's a gender-neutral name, like Leslie or Beverly.

Yes, but you're Abigail Fairfax
of the media-mogul Fairfaxes?

Didn't you just take
over your company or...

No, that was my brother, actually.
That was Leslie. We're all very proud.

Ah. Yes, I should say so,
at such a young age to...

Some might even say too young.

But that world never
really interested me.

My passions, as you may know,

lie in the hidden things in the world,

things which defy possession.

Um, some might call me a collector.

But there is one
obsession in particular

that has held me captive.

The Crown of Fire

and its cascading red diamonds.

Is this a... Is this a
hidden-camera thing?

So imagine my surprise
when, in your new book,

amidst the pages of coital reverie,

was something...

- Oh, God...
- quite magnificent.

I get it. I get it. I
so get it right now.

Oh, my gosh.

I literally thought you
guys kidnapped me.

I mean, this is marketing,
right? Beth set this up?

This was so good, you
guys. This was amazing.

You, with your gun and your mustache

and your, "You'd better get
in there" and you know...

Oh, my God.

You, with the G.I. Joe
tone-on-tone outfit.

Your fictional archaeologist was making
real translations of a dead language.

- Mm-hmm.
- Something nobody else has been able to do.

Well, nobody else had ever tried.

Is that right? Am I
saying the right thing?

Except you, right?

Except me!

Yes. See, it turns out

Loretta Sage was once a young
college girl doing her dissertation

on the dead language of
the D with her future husband,

dreaming of finding Kalaman's
tomb and the Crown of Fire.

I was sorry to read you gave
up your search after he died.

But what that means is,

you're all I have left.

All-All you have left for... what?

Hmm.

Oh.

Here we go.

What is this?

I believe it is describing the
exact location of Kalaman's tomb,

in which Taha and her
priceless headdress are buried.

Well, if this were authentic,

you would still have
to uncover an entire city

that nobody has been able to find.

I found it.

On a tiny, forgotten island in
the Atlantic called Isla Hundida.

What I have not been able to
find is Kalaman's final resting place.

This piece of parchment is the
only clue we found among the ruins.

I need someone who can
decipher these symbols.

I need you.

- Well...
- Miss Sage,

surely this isn't how you
want your story to end.

We both had our dreams
crushed by bad luck,

or in my case, an
arse-kissing little brother,

but this is our chance
to show them all.

Come with me... to the island.

Translate these symbols and
help me find the Crown of Fire.

You can name your price.

I must respectfully decline.

Well...

I can't say I'm not disappointed.

But I understand how you feel.

Will you at least let
us give you a ride?

Oh, no, thank you. I'll call
for my own car, and I'll just...

I don't feel like you're listening
to me. This is urgent, and we...

Okay, so the police are saying
that they put out an APB...

- APB...
- on an SUV,

- and there's this 24-hour rule...
- Why is there a rule?

- ...and they won't do anything until...
- What about the FBI or the CIA?

- They said to call the police.
- I'm sure Loretta's fine.

When I was in college, my
friend Nicki went missing.

Everyone was, like, freaking out.

But then she was just in her car.

She was dead, but we
found her. She wasn't gone.

Um, what about...
Maybe we could get a PI

or, like, you know,
private security or...

What about an extraction
team, like the movie?

Yes! But who does that?
The ex-military, right?

Oh, yeah. I think I actually have
somebody that could help us.

- Oh.
- I did this meditation retreat,

and there was this trainer guy there.

You should see this guy meditate.

But he's ex-Navy SEAL.

He... He's a special ops
trainer. What was his name?

Yeah. Jack Trainer.

So he's a trainer named Jack Trainer?

That's how I have everybody in
my phone. See, "Janice Mom."

"Larry Doorknob." "Stacy Butt Stuff."

Look, this is what this
guy does. He finds people.

If there's anybody that
can help us, it's him.

- Jack Trainer.
- Oh, so his name is actually Jack Trainer.

Hi, uh, this is Alan from
"Touching Your Inner Self."

The meditation retreat?

Anyway, uh, okay. Our friend
Loretta has been kidnapped,

and no one's helping us.

How long she been missing?

Maybe two hours now.

Who is that?

Um, this is B... This
is Beth. I'm Beth.

And Allison is on too, sir.

Did she have any Wi-Fi-enabled devices?

- She's got her phone, right?
- No, I have her phone.

Oh! She has a smartwatch.
It ripped my wig off.

What was that scenario?
Never mind. Open the phone.

- Go to the smartwatch app.
- All right.

Then hit "Find My Smartwatch."

Oh, my... That is so good.
That's why we called.

"Anticipate the difficult
by managing the easy."

- Is that Oprah or Deepak?
- Laozi fromTao-te Ching.

Oh, my God.

It's in the Atlantic.

- She's on a plane?
- How can you tell that?

'Cause she can't swim that fast.

Doesn't sound like a ransom scenario.

My guess is blood sport,
Hunger Games type situation.

Possibly some coke-fueled
dark web scavenger hunt.

Real clown shit. We'll
have to move fast.

- How do we pay you?
- Cryptocurrency. Cash App.

I'll have her back within 48 hours
or your next rescue is free.

How many people need a next rescue?

More than you'd think.

- I'm gonna need that phone.
- I'll bring it to you.

Let me know where she lands.
I'll meet you there, Alan.

Hello.

Where am I?

Um, you're on my plane.

It's nice, isn't it? Hmm?

The seats are made
of mama llama leather.

Well, I'm getting off your plane.

Unchain me!

That's your seat belt.

Did you chloroform me?

People actually do that?

Well, you know, it's
a classic for a reason.

My body feels drunk.

It'll wear off in a bit. I am sorry.

I just couldn't wait around
for you to change your mind.

- Stop playing jelly.
- Time is not on our side.

You see, the volcano
we're excavating around

has developed a bad
case of indigestion.

I'm rather worried that when it blows,

everything that's left of the
Lost City will be destroyed.

Oh, my God. My legs don't work.

So, this is our last chance to
find both the tomb and the crown.

Oh, God. Oh!

Don't worry. That's
just our final descent.

But it is the beginning of the
greatest adventure of your life.

Welcome to the Lost City.

How did you find it?

So, the city was built on a lava dome.

As the volcano became active,
the dome filled with lava,

and sunken things rose to the surface.

The D exposed itself.

- The entire city?
- No, no. Just the tip.

As soon as I heard rumors of the ruins,
I flew over and bought the place.

- The site?
- No. The island. The southern half.

I got a good deal 'cause
this is where the lava flows.

We've been excavating for a year now.

One doesn't kidnap a
romance novelist on day one.

Ah, yes, as the saying goes.

Rafi doesn't like it. Do you, Rafi?

He says we're
disrespecting his heritage.

But not a lot of other job options
on the island, are there, Rafi?

Beggars can't be choosers.

No more charcuterie, I take it.

Mmm. Please. I'm not a monster.

Whatever you need, just shout.

Uh, leave one hand free.
She has some translating to do.

And then what?

Loretta, I really wish
you would try and see

what an exciting
opportunity this is for us.

I believe this text describes
the exact location of the tomb.

It's a logographic system.

Like cuneiform or hieroglyphics.

Now, if you have other documents
that possibly I can compare...

Yeah, no luck there.

We found some scratching
at a nearby waterfall,

but it was useless.

Just pictures of women.

Look, I, too, wish your dear
old dead archaeologist husband

was here to help, but he's not, so,

time to shine, Loretta,
sex-book writer.

They will come for me.

Who, exactly?

Your... Your many cats?

Oh, I don't have cats.

Somehow even more sad.

I have a hamster, asshole!

You have a hamster's asshole?

No, there was a... there was
a comma between... Forget it.

I bet your brother never
had to kidnap anyone!

Good to see you, man.

- Phone.
- Right.

What?

Yeah, I was thinking
that I could, you know,

maybe just sort of come with you.

- Why?
- To help.

I know CPR. I know some
light karate. CrossFit certified.

Okay, okay, listen, listen!

I just... It's my fault.

Not the kidnapping and stuff,

but, like, I said some really
mean stuff to her, and I regret it,

and I just need to take it back.

I called her a human mummy.

Mummies are human.

I'm aware of that now, yes.

That is true.

Please.

All right, Alan, I can't
be responsible for you.

Okay. Yeah.

- I need you to stay in the car.
- Yeah.

- In the car.
- In the car.

- The whole time.
- The whole time?

Whole time.

Mm-hmm.

Yes!

This is me.

Really? Is this what
the SEAL teams use?

"Only a fool chooses
a horse by its color."

Right, right. The Tao-te Ching?

No, it was on the sign back
there at the rental place.

Thank you.

What? What?

I was hoping to
invite you to breakfast,

but it looks like you
still have work to do.

Uh, wait, wait, wait.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

I believe this says

"rest" or "resting."

So it would be, "Kalaman
and his treasure..."

And then there are some missing
pieces, and then "rest," "resting,"

and something about "tears," so...

Resting where?

Hmm? Oh!

Didn't say. It doesn't say.

Miss Sage, I need you to do better.

Then next time maybe don't
kidnap a romance novelist, hmm?

My God, this shouldn't be this hard!

It is not some pauper's
grave we're looking for.

It is a monument to a great man!

King Kalaman was
ambitious, he was powerful,

he was the first man to
build a city in the Atlantic.

The eyes of his subjects
would have turned to him.

He would have had a
pyramid, a ziggurat, a tower

to hold his Crown of Fire.

All I need to know is where it is.

I don't know if you recall,
but you only said translate it.

I-I translated it.

Translate it again.

One day, we're gonna laugh about this.

Such an adventure we're having.

I should go with you, just
for backup and awesomeness.

This is pretty awesome.

You got nature, the radio.

Yeah, you're right, but it's
very, very important to me

that she knows that
I came to rescue her.

Why? Do you like this woman?

No, I just brought snacks and stuff.

And she gets a little
grumpy when she's hungry.

Blood pressure drops. And I get that
because I'm a five-meal-a-day kind of guy.

Do you keto, by the way?
You look like you keto.

- No.
- No. Yeah.

You don't need it.

What is it?

I just want her to think of me
as more than a cover model.

But, Alan, you are so much
more. You're my lookout.

Okay, can I at least do the
part where I put her in the car

and I just go, "Shh. You're safe now"?

Sure, champ. She'll love that.

Oh, you're just going? Going to start?

You're starting the mission now? Okay.

Oh!

Go to sleep.

- Alan.
- What?

This is a breach of trust, Alan.

I can help. Let me help.

Stay close. Stay alive.

Hey.

Go to sleep.

I got his head. What do I do with his
head? I'm just gonna set him down.

No.

Hey, hey, no!

No, no, no!

Ooh, yeah! Ooh.

Ow.

Teamwork, yeah!

Great effort, Alan, but that
man was already unconscious.

I was already wound up.

Just don't do it when I'm...

Hi.

Oh!

On your seven!

Oh!

Trainer, he's not asleep!

Stay... Stay down. Stay down.

- You're doing great.
- Thanks.

Where you going?

Loretta Sage?

Yes.

I'm getting you out of here.

- Why are you so handsome?
- My dad was a weatherman.

A-Alan?

- Yeah.
- What are you doing here?

- Uh, irregardless, I'm here to save you.
- That's not...

- I think he meant "regardless."
- Yes.

Ooh, uh, does she need saving in there,
Trainer? I think she's fine there.

No, no, leave it. Don't take
their stuff. They'll come after us.

Alan, why do you keep doing that?

Why do you keep doing
that? I had that one.

It's just getting mean
now. It's unnecessary.

I'm sorry. I just wanted to get one in.

Excuse me. Would it be possible
to remove me from the chair?

No time.

No time? There's been so much chitchat.

We should definitely go.

Let's go! Let's go!

Why are things exploding?

I got...

Okay.

Shh...

Shh. You're safe now.

You're...

How... How are you so calm?

- That was my... That was my line.
- Here.

- What?
- Is that Reiki?

- Are you healing me?
- I think so.

- Ah.
- As Laozi says, "To the mind that is still..."

- "...the whole universe surrenders."
- Hey, yeah, I know some...

I know some, um, quotes that
could be good for this moment.

In omnia paratus.

"Ready for anything."

Maybe we shouldn't be just
staring lovingly into each other's eyes

like you're gonna fall
in love like I'm not here.

Who are you?

Just a guy trying to do his job.

And right now, that job
is to get this lovely lady...

Oh! Oh.

Oh, God. Okay.

No. What is happening?

Okay. What do we do?

We need to do... I can't see.

I don't like it!

Here. Here!

- Why would you throw a gun?
- Seriously?

- Get me out of the chair.
- I can't. We don't have time.

Gotta squeeze! You got
to do a Kegel or something!

- Kegel it!
- What do you think a Kegel is?

I'm not in it, not in! Still not in!

- You got to go in more.
- Stop. Stop. Stop it!

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh, God. Get in the car, get in
the car! Start the car! Start the car!

- Go, go.
- Move your leg.

- Which one?
- Both of them! Move them!

- Forward, forward!
- Okay. Okay.

- I'm going! I'm going! Okay!
- Drive!

Shh. You're safe now. Shh.

Ow.

- Shh. You're safe now.
- No, I'm not. Not safe.

Oh, no, am I bleeding?

- I don't think that's yours.
- Oh, no, that's a lot of blood.

Cheese and rice!

- Are those his brains?
- What?

I think his brains are on my face!

Definitely his brains are in my
mouth. I can taste his thoughts!

Focus on the road.

He just liked training people. Trainer.

- What are you talking about?
- He loved me.

Can you just scooch
the car over to the left?

- Get it off. Get it off.
- Oh, God.

Watch out!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh, did you see...

No.

Oh.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Alan?

Oh, holy Christmas. Are
you okay? Are you okay?

Do you think you could
get me out of here?

Yeah. Okay.

- You just flew out of the car.
- I did. I did, indeed.

Okay. I got you. I got you.

Can you get me out of the
chair? Get me out of the chair.

You're right. You're
right. You're right.

- Is that... Is that a nail filer?
- Yeah.

- Can you just rip it?
- It's working.

And maybe next time
I toss a gun at you,

you can catch it instead of ducking.

How about the next time you toss a
gun at me, you say, "Hey, Alan, catch"?

Then maybe do that before you throw it?

Well, "here" is a synonym for "catch."

No, "here" is not a
cinnamon for "catch."

In a colloquial kind
of way, yes, it is.

You say, "Here," I
toss you a sweatshirt.

You say, "Here," I toss you a pen.

How 'bout just, "Hey! Catch! Gun!"

Anything that you want to throw, I'll
catch it because you said, "Catch."

And I'll catch it because you said it.

That is also an option, and
then we would have a gun with us.

That's a thing.

- Be careful.
- Okay, we need to call...

Be careful.

We need to call for help, get to
the airport and get out of here.

And I am driving.Okay.

Oh. Oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh!

Okay, call for... call for help.

Where's your phone?

Okay.

- Tell me you caught them.
- I tagged the blond one.

Oh, Loretta.

What are you thinking?

You might've killed one of them,
but his partner's still with her.

And he is clearly
skilled, highly trained

and very dangerous.

So, Miss Sage said she
was gonna leave the event,

then got in a car and left the event?

- Did you try calling her?
- She doesn't have her phone.

- Stolen phone.
- Didn't say that.

Where's my magnifier?

Listen, can you please help with Nana?

I don't want her hearing about
Loretta 'cause it's going to upset her.

- What about Loretta?
- Nothing, Nana. She just went on a trip.

Good. Yeah.

That girl needed to
get out of the house.

So, this is the thing. Loretta's
phone is not stolen. I took it.

I gave it to Alan. Alan then gave
it to the trainer, uh, Jack Trainer.

And that is how we found her wearable.

- And who's Alan?
- Dash.

- What's that?
- He's the hero in all of her books.

- Nana. Hey, slut.
- Mm-mmm.

Let's go in the other room and talk
about whichever war you lived through.

Okay. Come on, it'll be
fun. I'm sorry. It'll be fun.

Listen, Loretta Sage is missing.

When I looked at her smartwatch,
it said that she had flown

to some island I've
never even heard about.

That means y'all need to
do something about this.

And if you can't, I will, and
that won't look good for you.

Pretty sure that's
outside our jurisdiction.

- You'd have to call the Feds.
- Okay.

And if you do go to the Feds,
put in a good word for me.

- For me.
- For us.

Oh, oh.

What are you gonna do,
put the car back together?

Well... we could...

- Where did you say the phone was?
- Passenger glove.

- What?
- Passenger glove compartment.

Goodness.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. No phone, no
car. We're so gonna die out...

- Here.
- What is this?

Boots for the jungle.

It's not exactly hiking boots, but...

I figured your feet would be killing
you after wearing heels for this long.

It was the best we could
do. They're Allison's. Sorry.

Oh. Okay, well, thank you.

Here, oh, I got you cheese.

- Oh, my God.
- You got to stay hydrated.

- Thank you so much.
- They didn't have glass bottles,

so we'll definitely hold
onto it and recycle.

Okay, so what we need to do is find a
phone, we need to call the authorities,

and we need to wait here until
somebody comes and rescues us.

Uh... This... This is the rescue.

No one else is coming.

- I'm sorry?
- I'm the rescue.

It was originally just gonna be me,
then I was like, Trainer should come.

Oh, Trainer. Rest in peace.

So, our best bet is to get to the
airport. See this road right here?

From this area, just take a shortcut
through the jungle to the road.

Did you just say "shortcut
through the jungle"?

- Yeah.
- Okay, do you see us?

- Uh-huh.
- You are not Dash, and I'm not Lovemore. Okay?

I'm Loretta, and you are Alan.

- And jungles eat people like us, okay?
- Eat people.

And I don't want to mess up the jumpsuit.
It's on loan. So we're gonna stay put.

We're not just gonna
stand around here, okay?

We're gonna go through the jungle,

we're gonna go to the
airport and find a phone,

so you can have your cake
and get what you want.

"And eat it too"?

If that's what you want to do
with your cake, fine. Let's go.

- That's the only thing you do with cake.
- Not mine.

I don't know what your people
do, but my people eat it.

You could give it to someone as a gift.

Those people are still
going to eat the cake.

Everybody eats cake.

What about the kind people jump out of?

- They don't eat it, when they're in it.
- Oh, my God.

What did they kidnap you for anyhow?

Is it some weird sex stuff like Taken?

Oh, my God, thank you.

I thought so too, but the
guy's one of the Fairfaxes.

- Beverly?
- No, the older one.

The really odd one that had the
vlog on finding Montezuma's treasure.

The dude that was on the news
for trying to raise the Titanic?

Yes, he's looking
for the Crown of Fire.

Wait a minute. Like the actual
Crown of Fire? Like the one...

- So those ruins were...
- They were the Lost City of D, yes.

- What? Are you kidding me right now?
- Shh.

This is like your book.

So we're basically on a Lovemore
and Dash adventure right now?

What is that?

What if Fairfax
actually finds the crown?

He won't. He won't.

- Where do we go?
- Uh...

Oh, oh, oh.

Okay, uh, we need to get in the water.

- W-What?
- We need to go by river.

No, no, I don't really do water.

What do you mean, "do water"? I'm
not asking you to procreate with it.

Uh, my body and water
don't really go together.

How do you feel about dying? Oh, God.

Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're okay. You're okay.

- I got you. Fine.
- I can swim. I can swim. Thank you very much.

- Where are you going?
- I'm crossing.

No, we have to stay in the water.

I researched aquatic counter-tracking
for my book, A Year in the Bush.

They'll lose our tracks in the water.

Why is it warm here?
Wait, are you peeing?

Just go around it.

Okay, I think...

I think we lost them, right?

Yeah. That wasn't so bad. Yeah.

Okay, uh...

- Don't panic.
- What do you mean, don't panic?

- Just don't panic.
- No.

Stop saying "panic." I'm panicking now.

You have something on your back.

No!

- Stop screaming.
- What is that?

- What is that?
- Stop screaming.

- Do you have any on you?
- No. No.

Why don't you have any on you?

Maybe the jumpsuit scared
them off. I don't know.

- Get 'em off.
- Oh, my God.

Okay. No, I can't touch those
blood-gorged mucous sacks.

- Can you fling it?
- Right now.

- Get it.
- Just pick it and fling it.

- Just pick it and fling it.
- You pick it and fling it!

- Can you spin it off?
- Please, get it off.

I don't like touching
it. I'm feeling faint.

- They're sucking my soul out.
- Okay, okay. Stop, stop, stop.

Don't make that sound.

How many of them are there?

Oh, there's not many.

- It feels like there's so many.
- What are you...

- I feel so many.
- Oh!

- Holy mother of God!
- Why are you praying?

Is it that bad? It can't be that
bad. Is it that bad? How many?

It's not great.

They're gonna suck every bit of me out.

Just please stop speaking. I
just need to... need to get low.

Hold on a second.

Oh, God! I can feel them just...
they're just sucking out so much.

I'm gonna be like a shriveled-up
skin sack when they're done.

You cannot tell my dad
I died this way, okay?

You gotta tell him I was wrestling an
anaconda with a sword or something.

I'm like a blood Jamba Juice.
They're just sucking it all out.

Why are they all on my butt though?

Kind of like picking anchovies
off my Caesar salad.

- It's actually not so bad.
- Anchovies?

Why do you go to food right now?

Just find the queen, and
let's be done with this.

Think you're good. I need
to just check your front.

Okay. I can't look.

Is it bad?

- Uh, wow.
- What is it? Just say it.

I mean, you expect
it to, you know, not...

Then suddenly there
it is, and it is, uh...

- You know, you get excited for a person.
- What?

- I mean, I'm excited for all people.
- Why are you excited?

Well, you know, people
wonder, they wonder,

but they don't know, right?

They don't, until
suddenly they do know,

and then they... they know
something that wasn't known before.

Just... Do I have any leeches or not?

Oh, your plucky warrior
hangs in tranquil solitude.

What?

No, you're good. You're good.

We were so brave just then.

Why do they go for the butt so much?

What's that song you're singing?

A song my abbi used to
sing to me when I was a kid.

"If you suck life from the island...

...the island will suck of you."

Your grandma sang you songs about
getting sucked off by an island?

It doesn't translate super well.

Is phantom leech
syndrome, like, a thing?

They don't lay eggs, do they?

Queen Taha?

"King Kalaman and his
treasure laid to rest..."

laid to rest in the
well of endless tears.

"Laid to rest in the
well of endless tears."

- What does that mean?
- Loretta!

You gave me a heart attack.

Where'd you go?

What is this?

I'm not sure, but maybe
they gathered here?

Can you imagine being right here,

right in this very spot back then?

The stories that they told?

So much history I'm
sure happened right here.

They've got us cornered.

- Okay. We've got to go up. Come on.
- What?

Have you seen what I'm wearing?
I'm in a glitter straitjacket.

There's nowhere to go
but up. Come on. Let's go.

Oh! I should not be doing
this. I'm too old for this.

No, you're not. You're beautiful.

I didn't say I'm not beautiful.

I said I'm too old to be doing this.

My skill is sitting and thinking
and eating when I can't think.

Yeah, you definitely could be
wearing better shoes for this.

You brought me these shoes.

I can't go any further.
I can't go any further.

I'm not doing so great here.

You got it. Come on.

I know you think that
you're safer holding on,

but you have to keep going.

- I can't. I can't, I can't.
- Okay?

- Do you smell that?
- Smell what?

- I smell something.
- Is it a predator? What is it?

- A downward cascading fire?
- You got to smell deeper.

I don't smell anything!

Take a big, deep breath.

All right.

Good job.Okay.

- That was manipulative. Thank you.
- Yeah, it was.

Here we go. I'm gonna help
you out a little bit, all right?

- One, two, three... Here we go!
- What are you doing?

- Get out of there.
- Come on.

- No, no, don't flex.
- That's my hoo-hoo.

Just ride the head. Keep the
hands moving and ride the head.

- Oh, God.
- You're doing great.

Sorry about the scratchy
haircut. Come on.

Dulcius ex asperis.

What was that?

Oh, nothing.

It was just something
that John and I would say

after we finished
something big, like a...

like an archaeological
dig or a manuscript.

It's Latin. It means
"sweeter after difficulty."

What's...

What's Latin for "Loretta's a badass"?

I am a badass. I climbed a mountain.

Oh, my God. I wish Beth
could've seen us do this.

- Oh, God. Beth.
- Don't worry about Beth.

She's probably got the whole
navy after us right now.

I get that you think you have to
go to the island authorities yourself,

but don't worry, I'm keeping
Loretta's socials super active.

Just tweeted, "Did I
just get kidnapped?

#FML, @ShawnMendes, #ShawnMendes."

And you're traveling alone?

Yes, I'm traveling alone.
Mm-hmm. I'm single.

Then this might work.

- Okay! Talk to me.
- You'll hit New York.

From there, you'll fly to Guinea, where
you can pick up a puddle jumper.

A what?

- Small plane.
- Yeah, no leg room.

That's fine. I'll take it.

- Or you could just come home.
- Thank you.

We need something more flammable.
Everything is just so wet.

What's in here? What's in your bag?

- Uh...
- Oh, a lot. Okay.

What are you doing?

Okay. Face masks.

Yeah, that was like
a gift-basket thing.

You brought a scented
candle into the jungle?

My mom gave me that.

It was like a weird
gift for Mother's Day.

Your mom gives you
gifts for Mother's Day?

Noir...

Eucalyptus rosemary oil. Ooh.

Oh, that smells good.

Um... Oh, okay. All right.

Whoo! Yes!

Yes, I made fire!

- That's pretty impressive. You have to...
- It is a beautiful fire.

Who would have thought?

Oh, you're just, um,
taking your shirt off?

That looks really uncomfortable.

Are you okay? The back?

Yeah. That is why I don't do water.

- Okay.
- My body becomes an eighth-grader's face.

Do you have anything for it?
Like some ointment or something?

Yeah, I do. Well, I did.

It was in a little, tiny little bottle.

It was this. I'm sorry.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

It's okay.

- Hold on. Yes. Come here. Come here.
- What?

- Come here. Sit down.
- Let me see.

- Just sit down.
- Right here?

Yeah.

Okay.

Oh, no, you don't have to
touch it. It's okay. It's fine.

I touched your engorged sacks, so...

- The leeches.
- Oh, okay.

Okay, this might be a little bit cold.

- Sorry.
- Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Maybe this is how Dash should die.

Horrible eczema
outbreak. That's so sexy.

I could make it work.

Yeah?

All right, then.

How would you write this?

Okay.

"Warmed by the fragrant fire..."

Mm-hmm.

Starting strong.Mm-hmm.

"Lovemore's hands explored the..."

The contoured scenery

of Dash's body.

Familiar terrain made

new and exciting with every...

"with every scarlet rim."

And that didn't, uh...

didn't turn her off?

No.

"Because with every cardinal ridge,

Lovemore discovered
another letter in the language

"that only their bodies spoke."

And what were their bodies saying?

"Take me..."

Take me,

"take me."

How's that?

It was good.

- Your back. I mean, how is your back?
- Good.

- Okay. You sure?
- Yeah.

- I also meant my back. Right there, yeah.
- Okay.

Supplies.

Okay, I'm chilly. I think I'm gonna
probably turn in in a little bit.

- Okay.
- You good?

Yeah, I'm fire... fine. I'm fine.

I'm not "fire." I'm fine by the fire.

Okay. All right.

Uh, it's up to you, but if you're cold,

maybe we could probably both
fit in here, if you wanted to.

Both of us?

- Only if you want to. I mean, it's just...
- Yeah, no, that sounds...

Uh...

Okay. How do you...

You can go first,
then I'll figure it out.

No, no, you go. It's definitely
a "ladies first" type of situation.

- Keep hands out of the bag at all times.
- That's what I was gonna do.

- Butt to butt.
- Hands out and butt to butt.

- Yeah. What do I do?
- Just get in. Go ahead and sit.

I sit first? Okay. I'm in.

You're too heavy. You're gonna
flip this thing like a cruise ship.

You watch yourself.
Hold on. I'm not in.

Why is this engaging my core so much?

How 'bout you shimmy?

- I can't breathe. I'm not breathing.
- Are you good?

My face.

Yeah. Okay.

Hands are out. Butt to butt.

Okay.

Well!

Come on.

Come on! Let's hear it!

Let's give a nice round
of applause to Loretta!

She earned it.

A geriatric shut-in left you
holding your dicks in the jungle.

Good job, Loretta.

Boss, come on. People are dying now.

Don't you think that maybe
this has all gone too far?

Is it really worth it?

I am on the cusp of
attaining the unattainable.

Something singular,
something no nation,

no emperor, no brownnosing
brothers ever have.

The legendary Crown of Fire.

So, yes.

Yes, I would definitely
say it's worth it.

Excuse me!

Excuse me, sir. I need to get
to my next connecting flight.

No flight.

The pilot is sick. Come tomorrow.

No, no, sir. I cannot come
tomorrow. I need to do this today.

I need to get to the island Isla
Hundida tonight. Lives are at stake.

Come tomorrow.

- Excuse me, miss?
- Yes?

I couldn't help but overhear
you say that you like steak.

Okay, this is a little bit crazy,

but I also like steak.

- What?
- I also like steak.

Would you like to,
maybe, I don't know...

- Maybe there's a...
- No. "Lives are at stake."

I need to go to the island tonight.

- Ah.
- Yes.

- Even more serious.
- Extremely.

Well, I believe that I
may be able to assist you.

I have a cargo plane.

Maybe after I make my delivery,
we could swing by your island.

I'm about to ask you something,
and you better tell me the truth.

Have you ever murdered anyone before?

No!

I don't know if I really buy it,
but let me tell you something.

If you ever think about murdering
me, I promise, I will murder you first.

My pleasure.

You are weird. Let's go.

"King Kalaman and his
treasure laid to rest in the well

of endless tears."

What is that?

Oh, it's a... it's a thing.
I mean, it's not, uh...

You know, it's not
what you think it is.

So it's not Fairfax's fragment
of an ancient parchment?

Okay. It's what you think it is.

Loretta, I thought you
were smarter than that.

Fairfax is never gonna
stop hunting us now.

What were you thinking?

We have a volcano
that could bury the tomb

before we get to it, before we see
it, before we preserve its memory.

- This is...
- I'm sorry. Is that what we're doing?

'Cause no one told me.
When were you gonna tell me?

Why would I tell you?

We're in this together. I
came here to rescue you.

You know you're not Dash, right?

You don't ride in on a
white horse to rescue people.

You... spray yourself with bronzer and
you stand in front of wind machines,

which is great for you.

How would you have any
idea what I'm actually like?

I know you. You're a
pretty open book, Alan.

- Okay, then who am I?
- Really?

Yeah.

O... Okay, uh...

You were a homecoming king and
you coasted on your good looks to LA,

but then realized that being the most
handsome kid in the middle of nowhere

doesn't mean you're going to be a star.

Until one day, when a woman
who couldn't publish her book

on Spanish colonization in the Atlantic
decided to write a romance novel,

uh, chose you at
random to be on the cover.

Lucky for you and her, the
novels were a smashing success.

She kept writing her
schlock, you kept posing,

um, you know, neither one of us
becoming who we'd hoped we would be.

Uh, and then one day,
we both die in the jungle

on one of those Atlantic islands
I wrote about all those years ago.

Right?

Mm-hmm.

It was Sarasota, by the way.

It's not nowhere.

I grew up there with
my mom and two sisters.

And yeah...

I started modeling 'cause
I wanted to get away.

It was the only job
that I could think of

that could take me to all of the
places that I always dreamed of going.

Then finally to Los Angeles,

where I posed on the cover
of your romance novel.

And I was so embarrassed that
one of my friends might've seen me

in that wig on the cover of your book

that I avoided talking
to them for months.

And then one day,

I'm walking home,

and I hear this lady yell, "Dash!"

She runs up, and she is so happy.

Then I thought, "How
could I be this embarrassed

about something that
makes people this happy?"

Loretta, you can do whatever you want.

If you don't want to
write anymore, don't write.

But don't minimize the people that
love your work by calling it schlock.

That's not fair to them.

You know what's ironic? I thought
you of all people would know

not to judge a book by its cover.

Judge a book by its cover model.

Alan?

Alan.

There's two of them.

- Loretta! I'm over here!
- Alan!

Alan! Motorcycles and
guns, motorcycles and guns!

Come on, this way!

Stop shooting!

- Just give 'em the parchment!
- I can't.

Yes, you can, actually. You just
say, "Here," and throw it at 'em.

Right. And then I'm sure
they'll happily let us go.

- Okay, keep down.
- How do they keep finding us?

- You're basically a walking disco ball.
- We need to come up with a plan.

I have an idea.

We're gonna dig a
hole, throw our voices.

"We're over here." Can
you sound like a bird?

- No, I have a plan.
- Alan, please, I'm thinking.

- I know, but I have a plan.
- Please, just let me think about...

- Wait a minute. They're shooting at you.
- Yeah, that's why we're hiding.

No. No, no, no. They're
shooting only at you.

They won't shoot me. It's
my brain that's valuable.

What? I don't think you actually
hear the things you say sometimes.

- Maybe I can shield you.
- You are not shielding me.

- I should be shielding you.
- Why? Because I'm a woman?

- That's supremely sexist.
- Well, look, I don't think using women as human shields

is exactly the change that Gloria
Seinfeld had in mind, do you?

- Gloria Steinem?
- Whatever. Her too. You know what? Fine.

- Please mansplain sexism to me right now.
- Oh, my God. I am a woman.

I can't mansplain anything.

Uh, I'm a feminist, and I think a
woman can do anything a man can do.

- We just need to stay here until they get tired.
- I have an idea.

- Please can I tell you my plan?
- Alan!

This is not a situation you can
get out of by ripping your shirt off.

Not my shirt.

Three!

- Yes!
- Oh!

Oh.

That was different
than I had in my head.

- I just wanted us to stop them.
- Could it have been the wind that made it do that?

No, I think it was us.
I think... we did it.

We did the one guy,
right? But that was, like...

We just wanted him to stop. But I think
the other guy could've moved, really.

So, that was... that one was on him.

Even if we weren't here,
that could've happened.

Why are you gonna stop next to a cliff?

They were wearing helmets,
so maybe they're...

But the rest of their body
didn't have a helmet.

So there'd just be a head.

They were driving recklessly, right?

Don't be mean on a bike.

Don't do mean stuff on a bike.

I mean, perhaps they're fine.

Yeah, probably not. But that's okay.

That's all right. You know,
things happen. Let's go.

- You gonna put it back together?
- It's on loan.

- Look at me.
- Okay.

What more can I do, you know?

You've done so much already, Beth.

My poor, sweet, little
Nana has lost her sight.

The book release is
a complete disaster,

which I've leveraged everything on,

so I'm probably, most
definitely broke right now.

And most importantly,
I've lost a writer.

Who does that? Who loses a writer?

Okay, Beth, you remind
me of my best friend, Randy.

Always looking out for other people,

never taking care of herself.

Isn't that right, Randy?

She's like my therapist,
this one over here.

LOL. "Laughing Out Loud."

After you take care of your friend,

how about we go to a beach?

- What?
- Look, I have a pickup in Hawaii.

She doesn't have to come.

Okay! Okay, you can come!

She's hilarious.

Let me ask you something.

We're all sitting here chitchatting,
but who's flying the plane?

- Autopilot.
- What?

Sir, go to the cockpit, fly the plane.

Okay.

I'm going to go land the plane.

Okay.

No, no, no. Take the
goat. Please, take the goat.

She's on break. Enjoy the flight!

- Hi.
- Hola.

This English dude came in
and basically kidnapped her.

Hey, it's Beth. Please leave a message,
and I'll get right back to you.

Uh, hi, Beth.

It's me.

Uh, I'm alive!

Uh, listen, um...

Uh...

I'm sorry that I blew up the book tour.

Um...

I was just afraid

and selfish. Uh...

Oh, here comes
Alan. I'll call you back.

So, uh, police are
searching for Fairfax,

and they're gonna provide
us protection while we're here.

Did they say how long we'd be here?

They're gonna try to get us on a
puddle jumper later this evening.

But, uh, they said in the
meantime, the inn is really nice,

and we can get cleaned up
and maybe a change of clothes.

Okay.

Okay. Yeah.

Thank you.

Come on.

Dance with your husband.

- No, no, no.
- He's not my husband.

- It's okay.
- Dance with him.

No, no. She doesn't want to.
She doesn't have the right shoes.

Actually, it's the only thing
these shoes are right for.

You don't have to do this.

It's okay. It's okay.

Yeah?

I wonder what she's saying.

It's folklore.

Love song about a woman

whose lover died, and she
didn't want to leave his side.

So she laid down and refused to get up.

Must be scary.

Having to face your future without
the person that you planned it with.

What was that?

Excuse me. Excuse me. The,
um... the last line that you sang.

¿Quién llorará junto a mí?

"The island will weep for me
in the well of endless tears."

What is that, the well of endless
tears? Is that a real place, or...

Sinkhole place.

Thank you. Gracias, gracias.

- Come here, come here.
- What is it?

Hey, on the parchment, it said,

"King Kalaman and his treasure laid
to rest in the well of endless tears."

I thought maybe it was a metaphor.

It's not.

The Well of Endless Tears is a place.

It's a sinkhole.

There's a sinkhole on the map.

I think the tomb is there.

- This is so much better than your books.
- What?

There's like... No, I
don't mean any offense.

- I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
- It's, like, equal.

- I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
- Look at you. You want to go there.

- What? No.
- I can see. Yes, you do.

That would be insane. That
would be insane. I just... I just...

It's just that we're so close
to it, but, you know, we can't...

No.

This is your story. How
do you want to write it?

I'd like to know that it's there,

that all this meant something.

Okay. Then let's go.

We'll stay one more day.
As soon as the sun's up,

we're gonna go find the
Well of Endless Tears.

- But what if it's nothing?
- So what? Then we say we tried.

And Fairfax?

The cops are after Fairfax.
Don't worry about him.

This is crazy.

- Yeah, but look at you.
- What?

It's the very first time I've
ever seen you totally unafraid.

And alive.

I'm gonna go tell them our plans
have changed and find us a ride.

Where are you going?

I see you met my friend here.

He told me you were just
about to jump on a plane,

without so much as saying goodbye.

I said, "No way. Not my Loretta.

Not when she's the only one
who can lead me to the tomb."

Stop squeezing so hard.

Ow. Get your hands off of me!

Ow! Let go!

I-I need a car.

A car, an auto. Does
anybody have an auto?

No, no. No.

I-I-I need an auto.

I'll trade you my watch.

It's a really expensive
watch. Do you have a car?

It's a Bulgari. This
thing glows in the dark.

- It's waterproof.
- I have motorcycle.

Cool, isn't it?

I always thought, why can't your
personal tank also have a minibar?

Have a drink.

Do you mind?

Uh, yes.

He has a bit of a grudge
against you, I'm afraid.

Something about a motorbike
accident his friends had?

Why are you doing this?

I want something nobody else has.

When my father gifted...

As I was saying,

when my father gifted his empire

to my baby brother...

Who is that?

Is that a Ken doll on a moped?

I know him from somewhere.

Oh, I-I-I doubt that.

Because what you are looking at

is a highly trained combat specialist,

forged in the furnaces
of Afghanistan, Iraq,

Kuwait, Sa... Sarasota...

Incredible skin. No eczema problems.

And he will not stop until I am safe!

So you pull this space tank over,

unless you would like to
perish like his friends did.

And he is responsible
for their perishment.

He might not have meant to,

but they... perished, so...

Okay, who-who is this?

I have seen him somewhere before.

No, no, no.

That's your cover model, isn't it?

Yes. I knew I knew him from somewhere.

Get up there.

And kill him creatively.

I love watching hunks fail.

I guess I-I will have that drink.

Oh, shit.

Is it okay if I just top 'er off?

Yeah, that's fine, but...

Oh, my God, have you
used a glass before?

Sorry.

What would Jack Trainer do?

It's hot in here.

Anyone else feeling how hot it is?

Are you trying to be sexy?

This is very weird. Please, stop.

I could set your world on fire.

Go to sleep! Go to sleep!

Go to sleep! Sleep!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Time-out.

Time-in!

No! Don't shoot her! I need her!

Oh, Jesus!

Ow, ow, ow.

Move your foot! Move your foot!

Go to sleep, asshole.

Get out there! Look!

A bigger guy?

Oh, no.

What?

Move it!

No, no, no. No, no, no.

Hey! Get in.

Him or me?

This is not one of your cheap,
vapid lady-fantasy books, Loretta.

This is real life.

And we will kill him.

Tell us where the tomb is.

Hi. So, whoever's in charge,

I need you to send
officials to go here.

Here.

We are closed.

You're closed?

You know I've been trying to
take a nap for a year and a half?

A year and a half.

I have been burning
the candle at both ends,

the midnight oil,

since way before my
friend got kidnapped.

And all I want to do

is kick my feet back

and drink some wine

that I'm probably too tired to drink.

And I want a massage.

I want someone to massage
my shoulders and my feet,

and I want it at the same time.

And I don't care if logistically
that doesn't make sense.

Because I have worked hard.

The same way that I know that you have.

So I hate to ask you

to leave this place
open a few more minutes,

because if we don't,

a very close friend of
mine and her cover model

are going to die.

No good way in, boss!

What about the caves?

That's too dangerous!

Well, we'll be very careful then.

Well, come on!

- This way.
- I have a rule about

not going into super creepy caves.

- Julian?
- His name is Julian?

He seems more like a Buck or a Bruce.

Lead the way.

Go on. Don't be scared.

Watch your step there.

Bruce!

- Julian. Oh, no!
- Julian!

Whoa.

Whoa.

Well...

Let's not have his death be in vain.

- Onward and upward.
- What do you mean onward?

We're not gonna go and
get him now, are we?

Oh, man.

- It's nothing.
- Okay.

Yeah. Look, let's just
go back to the boat.

This is over. Nobody else has to die.

No, no, no. Ha-ha! It's a breeze.

There's a tunnel. This
could lead to the tomb.

- That's not person-sized.
- Ah, speak for yourself.

Come on. It's
practically a kiddie slide.

- More like a rock sphincter.
- Or a troll anus.

All right, well, you are
going through the anus...

The hole... the tunnel!

- Why her?
- You are our canary in the coal mine.

No, that's impossible. I can't.

Please let us know if you get through.

If we don't hear from
you, Fabio's got to die.

Wait, I'm the damsel in distress?

It's okay. I'm fine.

I can't. I'm so sorry. I can't.

- Hey.
- What?

Hey, you smell that?

You mean centuries worth of bat
feces? Yes, I definitely smell that.

You gotta take a big breath for me.

There you go.

You can do it, Loretta.

I think I see a way out.

Oh, cheese and rice!

I made it!

I made it!

See? Totally safe.

Go on. Your turn.

I'm coming through!
Be right there, okay?

Why would they build this here?

But how is anyone supposed to worship

or remember you if
they can't even see it?

They aren't.

This isn't a monument
to Kalaman's power.

It's a hiding place
for a grieving woman.

Taha came here to
be with her fallen lover.

She just wanted to be alone.

Taha doesn't want us here.

God, shut up, Rafi.

It's just the volcano.

Come on.

We have to keep going.

All right. Let's go, Muscles.

Open it up.

- Don't disturb them.
- She will be wearing the headdress.

Come on. We didn't come all
this way just to pay our respects.

I can't, um...

- Uh...
- I'm sorry, abuela.

What is that?

Are those... seashells?

The crown is made of seashells?

Where's the treasure?

She's holding him.

You mean the dead guy?

Look.

It's their courtship.

Kalaman is searching
the island for something.

Rare red seashells.

To prove his love, he gave her
one shell every day for a year

and made them into a crown,

bright red like the
flame of their love,

until the day came where
she accepted his proposal.

It was never about jewels.

Kalaman and Taha's
riches weren't material.

It was their love.

That's what it meant. That was enough.

So that's it?

All of that time and money

spent on, what, just a cheap metaphor?

- It's a pretty rich metaphor.
- Oh, shut up!

We got to go. We got to go now.

- Come on. Let's go.
- No, no, no. You are staying here.

You think it's all so sweet and poetic.

Well, then you can stay here
and spend your last moments

pondering the richness
of that metaphor.

- Get in.
- What? Come on, man.

- Oh, God. Just get in. Get in the tomb.
- Okay, okay.

It's better to be buried alive
than buried dead, I guess.

- It's really not.
- You know, it is a shame, really.

This is a hell of a story.

Pity you won't be around
to tell it. Come on.

- But they'll die.
- So will you

if you don't stop being such
a snowflake! Get over here!

This is fine. This is not
an active nightmare

I've had since I was 14 years old.

Ow!

Why are you going
so fast? It's not a race.

Wait, no! What are you
doing? Come back here!

You may have bought the island,
but now the island owns you!

You can't just leave me here!

Rafi! Come back!

I need a boat!

Hey, hey, stop! Stop!

Help! Help!

One of the locals just stole my boat!

Have you seen a woman?

She's a brunette in
a sequined jumpsuit.

No. Is she in some sort of trouble?

It's kind of funny.

I used to think this...

this sort of thing was so romantic.

Yeah?

Being locked in a coffin
about to be buried by lava,

or... cuddling dead people?

Just laying down with a lost love.

Like Taha did.

God.Oh...

Oh, God.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I couldn't save you.

I'm sorry I couldn't be Dash.

You're right.

You're nothing like Dash.

You didn't ride in on a
white horse to save me.

You rode in on a... borrowed
scooter with a broken muffler.

Yeah.

I never could've
written a Dash like you.

'Cause I never knew

a Dash like Alan.

I was so afraid of
being hurt by life again

that I just stopped living.

Couldn't see the good
things in front of me.

I'm just so sorry I
didn't see you sooner.

I have a confession too.

See, I was really liking where
this new story of ours was headed.

I just wanted to see how it
was gonna turn out, I guess.

The Adventures of Loretta and Alan.

No, it would need a
better title than that.

Yeah, definitely. Definitely.

Sorry. Just... Taha's
femur is poking me.

Rafi must have left that.

How do you forget your
crowbar? It's gonna help us escape.

No, he left it on purpose.

Oh, cool. I always liked him.

- One...
- Okay.

- ...two, three!
- Okay.

I would've preferred him to not leave
us here in the first place, but...

Okay.

Dulcius ex asperis.

Sweeter after difficulty.

Go up! Run for the trees!

Wait. Nope. Never
mind. Trees are on fire.

Okay.

We can go back through the tunnel.

Nope. Tunnel's a no-go.

Um, okay. I'm open to other ideas.

There's a current. We
can follow it into the ocean.

How do we know
what's on the other side?

We don't.

There's only one way to find out.

- Worth the rash.
- Yeah?

Alan?

Alan!

Alan?

A... Alan?

Alan!

Oh, my God! You're alive!

- I'm alive.
- Oh, my God. I thought I killed you.

Is that Beth?

Loretta!

Beth!

Beth! Beth!

Beth!

Beth, you're here!

Why are you here?

I told you I got your back, girl!

I'm so sorry!

I destroyed the jumpsuit!

What?

Never mind! Later.

I found a British guy in a cave.

I thought he was a little
boy, but he has a full beard.

Beth, that's Fairfax! He kidnapped us!

He's a bad guy, Beth!
He killed my trainer!

Get him!

Stop him!

I got your back, girl.

Where were you running? It's a boat.

This guy's hilarious.

Got you.

Swim over to the rock!

- I don't got you. No, I got you.
- I got you.

We're gonna get you.
It's gonna be okay.

"Finding refuge on a nearby rock,

he lifted her from the water,

his powerful arms
pulling her body close.

Alan whispered..."

Shh. You're safe now.

"In that moment, Loretta could feel
a new adventure was just beginning."

"The heart-pounding passion
of the narrow escape

only inflamed Loretta's desire for him.

She was thirsty for the hot lava
soon to be pulsing from his..."

Don't you go stopping
right at the good part.

It's nothing she hasn't read before.

Didn't I tell you?

The most beautiful beach in the world.

Maybe later, I'll show you
the Cove of Enchantment?

No, you can take Randy.

Remember, you are
my platonic man friend.

Platonic? I like the sound of that.

Not sure what it means,
but I like the sound of it.

Here you go, Randy.

- My dear.
- You are an angel. Thank you.

How did you know?

- Nice way to end a book tour, right?
- Mm-hmm.

Um...

You know, I have a phrase I like to
use in moments like these, actually.

Um...

Quid deinde?

It's Latin. It means,
uh, "What's next?"

Quid cogitas?

Mmm.

Buca di Beppo.

- Yeah. I know zero other Latin.
- No. Yes.

I looked it up for this
moment right now.

So, what does come next?

- How would you write this?
- I don't know.

- How would you write it?
- Do we really want me to write this?

- Just try. Take a stab at it.
- Okay. I'll write it.

Okay.

"We were... They were,
uh... standing on a beach."

Sets the stage for the audience.
They know where we are.

You're already laughing.
Why are you laughing at me?

- I'm not laughing. I'm smiling.
- You are.

"There are palm trees above a brown

bark-like hair of the maiden.

"There is a dead jellyfish..."

All you're doing is describing what
you're actually seeing right now.

"He's nervous because
he really likes her."

It's nice writing.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

I'll keep going.

"He looked deep in her eyes."

The only thing that could compare
to the pulse of that ocean

"was the throbbing in the..."

- Okay, no, you can't throb.
- Why not?

Can't come out of
the gate with a throb.

- You throb all the time.
- I don't come out of the gate with it.

- You have to earn the throb.
- Who made you the queen of throb?

It's usually a chapter four thing. You
want it brought up appropriately in four.

I think you throb in all
the chapters. "Pulsating."

It's a precursor to throb.

- "Undulating."
- You just jumped to five.

- How 'bout they just kiss? Why not?
- Just like a regular kiss?

Yeah. Like a
beginning-of-the-chapter kiss.

I'm good at starting...

How was that? Any notes?

Very good first chapter attempt.

Psst!

Psst.

Psst.

Mother...

You were dead.

Your brains came out of your
face and hit the back of my throat.

- He was in my mouth.
- Don't say he was in your mouth.

- I could taste you.
- Don't ever say that.

We only use 10% of our brain,
so I just switched to another 10%.

So, you're okay?

One hundred percent.

Meaning 10%.

We thought you were dead.

Naturally, I have some anger
issues I need to let go of.

- Of course.
- And resentment.

So good to see you, man.

Okay, let's keep the chatter down.

We're closing our eyes and
reconnecting to our breath.

Great.

Great.