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[Max] This is
my boss, Jonathan hart,

a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady
who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my
name is Max. I take care of both of them,

which ain't easy,

'cause when
they met, it was murder.

[Theme music playing]

[Steady beeping]

[Yells]

[Screams]

[Crows cawing]

[Tarzan yelling]

[Yelling continues]

Don't worry, kid.

Nothing's gonna
happen to the chimp.

Wait till them
poachers see what's coming their way.

Max, I thought
we were gonna limit

freeway's
television-watching until after dinner.

You know how upset he gets.

It's okay, he's
seen this show before.

He knows what's coming next.

I hate to say it, Mrs. H,

- but your guest is a little late.
- Oh.

I forgot to
tell you. Nick called.

The plane had to go
down in San Diego

because there was
some sort of malfunction...

A spoiler malfunction.

Talking about spoilers,

I think my prime rib
is on its way to pot roast.

Well, he said he's looking
for an alternate means of transportation.

He'll be here soon.

San Diego is
two hours away by car.

Well, there's always
scrambled eggs.

Here are the
rest of the brochures.

I've narrowed it down

to three weeks,
trekking in the himalayas.

Listen to this.

"Tibetan monks
guide you to this picturesque Abbey

that sits like a fortress
on a mountain peak."

- Isn't that breathtaking?
- Yeah, it's beautiful.

It's winter in the
himalayas, isn't it?

Uh-huh.

Well, I mean,
at those altitudes it's always winter.

Well, I was thinking
of something that was further south.

- South?
- Mm.

There's a fabulous
dogsledding trip

through Antarctica.

- Antarctica?
- Uh-huh.

That's a little too far
south, don't you think?

- [Helicopter whirring]
- What's that?

[Freeway barking]

It's a helicopter.

Well, Nick always
had a flair for the dramatic.

[Telephone rings]

-Hello.
-[Nick] Hey, you gotta be Max. How you doing?

Okay.

Hey, how you doing, pooch?

Uh, sorry if I,
stirred up the petunias.

They like a big
breeze once in a while.

The fact is, I usually
put out the bedding

when I figure
a chopper is coming by.

[Nick chuckles]

Mm. Whatever
you're cooking, just keep up the good work.

I won't bother to announce you.

I think they heard your knock.

Sorry I'm late.

You must be Nick
moran. I'm Jennifer.

Hmm. Who else?

Boy, do you live up
to the advance publicity.

This guy's always got me off in
some godforsaken place anyhow.

Come on in.

Right. Okay. Thanks.

- Hey, Nick, how are you?
- Hey, Jonathan.

- Great to see you.
- Good to see you. Thank you.

I'm glad that 747 broke down.

I hate to think what
would happen to the swimming pool

- if you'd come all the way.
- Would you like a drink?

Yeah. I didn't depreciate
the real estate, I hope.

Oh, no, no. I was just
on the phone

with the bel
air patrol. They had seven complaints.

They were gonna organize a posse,
but I took care of it.

- What would you like to have?
- I'll take a beer with dinner.

I hate to rush
you, but my flight back is in two hours.

With or without a plane?

[Crickets chirping]

Are you sure
you don't want a glass?

No.

The
stuff loses something in the translation.

Whoa.

Maybe you
could bring me a pair this time, huh?

- Save some steps.
- Okay.

I didn't figure
you came all this way just to pay us

a social visit,
Nick. Now, what is going on down there?

You know about the
land scan project?

- [Plates clanking] - Yes, Jonathan told
me all about it.

You're looking for minerals?

Exactly.

We launched
a satellite. Nothing fancy.

What was it? Twenty million?

Yep.

I just paid NASA the bill.

Anyway, after
we got the satellite up,

then we set
up a receiver station on the ground.

The signals were bouncing back and
forth just fine.

We thought
we really zeroed in on a pot of gold.

- Gold?
- Well, I mean, uh...

Zinc, copper, uh...

You know,
some other less-glamorous elements.

Hey, thanks, Max.

Max, these are
really good groceries.

I'll tell Julia
child that you said so.

Everything okay, Mrs. H?

Perfect.

Maybe you ought to
bring seconds, Max.

Or thirds.

[Max] I'm
glad to see you're not a picky eater.

I just sent out for another
cow as a standby.

You were telling us
about the satellite

and the signals it was
sending back and forth.

Oh, yeah. Well,

sorry to say, we
had problems at first.

Electronic gear disappearing.

That happens. But last week...

Alan rankin...

Now, you remember him, Jonathan.

You hired him
as our head geologist.

Mm-hm.

Well...

[Sighs]

Alan took this in the neck.

[Jennifer] How awful.

Was anybody with him, Nick?

An Indian guide.

Well, what happened to him?

Cleaved him, with a machete.

You don't
think you stumbled onto sacred ground?

A burial site, maybe?

No, not according to our guides.

But you can't even
tell when you're out there.

I mean, you
could be standing on atahualpa's tomb

and not even know it.

Atahualpa?

Wasn't than an ancient
incan god or a king?

Yeah, a king, he
buried treasure and gold in a secret tomb.

People have been
looking for it for centuries.

Our man who was
killed, you think it was done

by somebody
who blamed it onto the local tribes?

Exactly.

Now, look, I know it's risky,
but the area is loaded with minerals.

What's the alternative?

I say we go on the offensive.

Send
in some reinforcements. A troubleshooter.

You got anybody in mind?

[Nick sighs] Not offhand.

I'll give it some thought.

Look, I hate to eat
and run, but, uh...

Think of how
the neighbors will feel.

Anticipating
your hasty departure,

I took the Liberty of
brown-bagging

the strawberry shortcake.

[Nick] Hey, Max, you
know, you're okay.

- [Max] Think nothing of it.
- [Nick] Anything you want

from the jungle, anything,
you just say the word.

Actually, I
was thinking of sending you my head

to get it shrunk.

Dr.
Halberstam is costing me a fortune.

[All laugh]

[Jennifer humming]

- What are you doing?
- Packing.

Darling, do you
want to take both your safari jackets?

Yeah.

Both my safari jackets
to the himalayas?

No! Something
a little south of there.

- I don't understand.
- Darling.

Why should we
stay up all night wracking our brains

over who we're
gonna send to Peru?

Oh, no. No, no. That's not fair.

Now, you wanted to go someplace snowy and
cold. At least dry.

I've already made
the reservations.

We're booked
on the flight to Lima,

with a connection to cuzco.

You'd better call
Nick in the morning

and tell him
to pick us up. Oh, and please tell him,

no helicopters, no
litter bearers, nothing exotic.

An
ordinary automobile will be just fine.

You know,

- you really are something.
- I know.

I tell you what I'll do.

I'll take you to
chamonix for two weeks when we get back.

- Okay?
- Do you wanna take the mosquito repellent?

I think that's a
good idea. You remember the last time,

when the mosquito
netting leaked when we were in Kenya?

Oh, the mosquito
netting was fine.

Everything would have been
fine if you hadn't exposed yourself

- to the great outdoors.
- Exposed myself?

Something like that.

Ah! My ears still
haven't popped yet.

But then again, we
are at 10,000 feet.

With or without a parachute?

- Very funny.
- Thanks.

Is Nick's driver gonna
be wearing a red carnation?

He'll find us. I'm
sure that Nick told him

I'm with one of
the most beautiful women in the world.

You always say the
nicest things.

[Man] Mr. and Mrs. Hart?

- Yes?
- David Ripley?

Believe it or not.

Yeah, well, every job
comes with a different set of problems.

[Speaking Spanish]

Poison darts are pretty exotic.

Yeah.

Oh, this is beautiful.

Ripley, uh, do you
think that, this the work of the Indians?

Well, Nick's got his
own theories.

But all I know is dead is dead.

Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Hart?

- Yes.
- Bienvenidos. I am the manager.

- How do you do?
- Let me show you to your suite.

Thank you.

Will we see you
later, then, Ripley?

Yeah, see you at the camp.

- Thanks very much.
- This way, please.

Hi. Yeah, it's me. I
just dropped them off.

He asked a lot of questions.

Well, I don't know. From what
I've heard, hart's a pretty persistent guy.

You know,
he didn't get that rich playing it safe.

Well, it's simple.

If he gets too
close, I'll just have to...

Make my point.

Yeah.

[Jonathan] Thanks very much.

[Jennifer] Oh,
darling, this is beautiful.

On a clear day, you
can see the himalayas.

Ha! Maybe we'll even
have some time to do

- some sightseeing.
- Yeah, why not?

We don't have
to meet Nick until 5:00,

so we could
do a little exploring.

Good. Let's go explore
the police station.

- The police station?
- Mm-hm.

Darling, you're
not going to want to buy any souvenirs

until you've gotten
to the bottom of this.

Well, we could
spare an hour or so.

We better go,
then. Time's a-wasting.

- Inspector correa?
- Yes.

Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Hart?

Yes. How do you do, inspector?

- Welcome to my country.
- Thank you.

Oh, inspector,

what a beautiful collection.

[Correa] Oh, gracias.
Wonderful, aren't they?

- [Jennifer] Yes.
- My treasures.

But, alas,

they're imitations.

Those are reproductions?

Mm-hm. But they are marvelous.

Please, sit down.

- Thank you.
- You know,

many of these fine
artisans have earned a great deal of time

in prison for their efforts.

Inspector, you're familiar

- with our land scan project?
- Oh, of course.

Then you know about
our recent troubles?

Yes.

I came down here with the hopes

of getting some answers.

And I, senor, hope
you have not come in vain.

Why do you say that?

Because you're
looking for that needle

in the well-known stack.

Or a blow dart in the jungle?

Mm. Exactly.

I don't understand,
inspector. You give a man

a heavy prison term
for forging an ancient relic,

but you don't
seem, very concerned about murder.

No, no, senor. I am concerned.

I do care.

We punish
the guilty few we catch to discourage

the, uh, thousands of others

that we'll never have
the pleasure of knowing.

What about
discouraging one killer?

Ah, well.

I regret that in the
jungle, death is, um...

A way of life.

That's not good enough for me.

What do you suggest I look for?

Perhaps, uh,
ballistic identification

for a poison dart, or
a machete that matches some incision?

What about a personal theory?

An educated guess?

Hmm.

You're a man who
searches for minerals.

You have much competition for one
mineral in particular.

Gold.

I find that it is an
inspiration for much of our violence here.

I believe you
will also find it so,

I mean, in time.

[Jazz music playing]

The desk says that Nick called.

- Ah.
- Yeah. Shall we sit over here?

- And?
- And he's going to be late.

I wonder how he's
gonna be arriving.

Darling, my head still hurts.

Maybe I should have
a very strong drink.

Uh, forgive the intrusion,

but might I suggest
the traveler's delight.

It's quite tasty.

And fortified with azúcar,
a native chocolate.

Thank you.

It, uh, infuses
the blood with sugar,

to compensate for
the lack of oxygen.

Oh.

Would you like
to try one of those?

Yes.

What did you say that was?

Uh, traveler's delight.

Uh, bartender, could
I have one traveler's delight,

and I'll have a vodka Martini, straight-up
with a couple of olives.

Would you like something, sir?

Oh, no, thank you,
senor, I have a drink.

Oh, forgive me. I am Dr. Villac.

I'm Jonathan hart.
This is my wife, Jennifer.

- How do you do?
- [Speaking Spanish]

- Archaeology, doctor?
- Why, yes. Does it show?

That book on machu picchu.

Ah, the altitude has
certainly not affected your eyesight.

I've always wanted
to visit machu picchu.

You should.

That ancient city is
one of the great wonders.

Well, I'm afraid
our business won't allow us that pleasure.

Yes, I am familiar
with your business.

I know your foreman, Nick.

Well, then you're familiar
with our tragedies?

Yes. Terrible, terrible.

I wonder if we
could find a table.

I'd like to talk
to you, doctor. Do you have the time?

Yes. I'd be delighted.

[Indistinct chatter]

The police have suggested

that gold is the
root of our troubles.

Well, senor hart,

I do not know how
discriminating your probe is,

but, uh, gold is
certainly a mineral.

Then you think it's possible we
could've made a gold discovery?

Possible, but unlikely.

Why do you say that?

The gold
mines of Peru are more man-made.

You
know of the saqueadores de tumbas?

The grave robbers?

Looting the burial
grounds has been

a thriving
venture for many years.

The incas buried
their dead with gold and silver objects

to use in the next world.

Like the Egyptians.

Well, gold was
so plentiful in those days

that even the
poorest incas were buried with some of it.

Jonathan and Jennifer,

- welcome to Peru.
- Ah, Nick.

- Nick.
- I'm sorry I'm late.

- Did you get my message?
- Yes, I did.

- How was the trip?
- Good.

A-ha, I see that
you have met the eminent Dr. Villac.

Yes, he's been filling
us in on the local color.

Uh, doctor,

what about the
legend of atahualpa?

Ah, the supreme inca.

Nick told us that there was a
treasure of gold buried in his secret tomb.

Yes. Pizarro promised
him his freedom

if he would fill
the room with gold.

But atahualpa was
very suspicious of pizarro.

He sent word
ahead to his caravan.

"Bury the
gold. They're going to kill me anyway"

the story has
gained great popularity

over the centuries.

For 30 years, I have
known many men

who have searched
for the gold of the incas,

some giving up their
lives to the pursuit.

And some killing for it.

Hm.

You know, it's a possibility

that the land scan could've
discovered somebody else's discovery.

But if someone had
made that sort of a discovery,

they certainly
wouldn't want to share it.

That
is what is so exciting about my field...

Archaeology. The
endless possibilities.

[Chuckles]

Ah. Forgive me.

I must forsake your
charming company.

Senor.

- Senora...
- A pleasure.

- Take care, doctor.
- Good to see you.

Jonathan, would
you like to take a look at the itinerary?

Sure.

- Darling.
- Hm?

[Jennifer] I think
I have to go lie down.

Chocolate milk
gone to your head?

And my waistline.

- Oh.
- Mmph.

[Jonathan]
Maybe I better take you upstairs for a nap.

- I think so.
- Uh, Nick,

we'll go over the logistics tomorrow
on the way out to the place.

Sure. And I'll
pick you up at 5:00 sharp, Jonathan.

- All right.
- Good night, Nick.

Good night, Jennifer.

- Ah.
- Ooh.

[Horn honks]

I'd like to know more
about the treasure

of atahualpa, wouldn't you?

[Jennifer] Uh-huh.

You really are
knocked out, aren't you?

I'm jet-lagged.

Chocolate-lagged.

Something-lagged.

Well,

this is your
last chance to get me

before the attack of
the killer mosquitoes.

- Darling.
- Mm-hm.

Do you think that
our love life would be seriously impaired

if we lived above 10,000 feet?

Sure would be
one hell of a drop if we fell out of bed.

Oh, that's just silly.

Are you sleeping?

No.

I'm just resting
before the flight.

[Nick] How'd
you sleep, Jennifer?

[Jennifer] Like a log.

Only right now I
feel like a log that's ready for the mill.

This is the good road.

How much farther we got to go?

Ah, miles
don't tell the story out here, Jonathan.

Half hour,
if we don't blow a tire

or bottom out in a mud hole.

Are we anywhere near
where rankin was killed?

We're gonna
hit the base camp first,

then backpack
the rest of the way.

But we can make it.

Looks like we got a delay.

I don't suppose there's
an alternate route?

Nope. This is it.

You got any chain?

Yeah. Got one in the back.

[Birds cawing]

[Rocks rumbling]

A little bigger
than a blow dart,

but I get the message.

[Animals clamoring]

I was out when you
radioed in. I'm sorry. What happened?

Well, we had
a run-in with an oversized bowling ball,

and I think our Jeep
took the worst of it.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Thanks to Jonathan,
I just twisted it a little.

I could've been
wearing the Jeep.

Nick.

Thanks, Jennifer.

[Grunts]

You know what I think?

What?

I think we were
set up like tenpins.

You mean it wasn't an accident?

Jonathan checked
out the ledge where the rock was launched.

It was natives, right?

In Abercrombie
& Fitch boots.

Well, I guess
they're not fooling around anymore.

I didn't think that they
were before.

Listen, you're the boss,
but it seems to me

that this project isn't
worth fighting for anymore.

Well, this is a little
personal to me, Ripley.

I don't like
people getting killed,

especially when
they're working for me.

- [Engine revving]
- [Horn honks]

[Villac sighs]

[Groans]

Anybody home?

It's Dr. Villac.

Ah, senor Ripley.

Buenos días, eh?

I saw a Jeep on the road and...

Hey, senor hart, senora hart.

- Dr. Villac.
- Doctor.

Were you in that Jeep?

Luckily, uh, we
weren't in the Jeep.

Well, I hope no one was injured.

Well, Nick
got his leg hurt a bit.

Uh, what can
we do for you, doctor?

Well, I'm a bit embarrassed.

I think I left without
enough water.

I wonder if I might
borrow some from you?

- Sure.
- Ah, thank you.

- Where are you headed, doctor?
- To a small excavation,

east of machu picchu.

Might have been an
outpost to the fortress.

Sounds exciting.

Do you think
we could make it to that other site today?

Well, I'm no good for it,

but, uh, Ripley can get you up
there. You still have plenty of daylight.

Shall we try that, darling?

I'm game.

Rip,
gear up the burros for an overnight.

Will do.

If you're heading
towards San chupo,

perhaps we can
walk together for a bit.

Wonderful.
Take care of yourself.

Bye-bye, Jennifer.

[Indistinct animal noises]

[Jonathan] You know what they
say about the mountains of Peru?

[Jennifer] No, what do they say?

[Jonathan] It's
all uphill from here.

[Monkey gibbering]

Well, thank you for
your charming company.

It is not often
I take a stroll with such a lovely lady.

Ah, thank you, doctor,
and good luck to you.

- Adios, senora. Gracias.
- Adios.

- Adios, heh?
- Hasta la vista.

Ah. Thanks very much, doctor.

How about a drink of water?

Ooh. With a little
twist of lemon, please.

Jennifer!

It's okay.
I... it's okay. It's all right.

You have to be very careful.

Chicotillo.

It's one of the deadliest
snakes around here.

I didn't even see it.

Yeah, well, they
blend in pretty well.

They can leap
as high as a man's waist.

Well, thank you.

Fortunately, they're very rare.

Is this what you were after?

[Ripley] What do you
say we make camp here?

[Jennifer] Oh,
I thought you'd never ask.

Well, we've
only got about an hour of daylight left.

[Speaking Spanish]

You know
I was looking at that ridgeline back there,

and I was sure it was
over my right shoulder.

Now it's over my left.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

After a while,
you don't know which end is up out here.

I think I'd
rather lose my gun than my compass.

[Speaking Spanish]

Well, one thing's for certain. We
know that the sun sets in the west.

Dinner will be ready soon.

Thanks.

Oh. Well, we're set.

Look at that. Isn't that
a beautiful sunset?

Another shot of Irish?

Oh, no, thanks.

No, no, thank you.
It is awfully good, though.

Yeah, it does
seem to taste better

in front of the fire.

Well, what time are
we taking off tomorrow?

Up with the birds.

How much farther is it?

Mmm. Couple of hours.

Oh.

Will you call us?

Of course.

Oh, dear.

I don't know about you, darling, but I
think I'm getting

a case of your
sleeping sickness.

Me too.

- Mm.
- Ah, dear.

Well, rip. Would you
mind if we turned in?

No, no, no. Not at all.

Darling?

Oh. Standing up is not too easy.

- [Ripley] Sleep tight.
- Thank you.

Thank you. Good night.

Darling, are you asleep?

I think so.

Could you put out the...

[Groans]

- Darling.
- Hm?

Come on, it's
time for all good little camp fire girls

to rise and shine.

- [Jennifer mumbles]
- [Grunts]

[Jennifer] Oh.

Oh, my head. I feel just awful.

[Jennifer] I don't understand.

How could they have
just disappeared without us knowing?

With the hangovers we've got?

Ripley's Irish coffee.

- Oh, no wonder I feel so bad.
- Not as bad as I feel,

knowing that
Ripley is it, and we let him hang us.

Hold on a second.

- What are you doing?
- They took our machete.

Empty. That figures.

So now we're lost in the jungle

without any weapons.

Yeah and not
a dime to call a taxi.

Do you think we're gonna be
able to find our way out of here?

I hope so.

Why don't we just wait?

Nick is bound
to come and look for us.

No, we can't take a
chance on that.

Ripley's already killed
at least two people.

What's two more?

Well, if he was gonna do that,
why didn't he just do it already?

It seems like
he likes to have nature do

his dirty work for him.

Here. Look at that.

Tracks.

They went that way.

- But didn't we come from there?
- Yes, we did,

but
they must be going somewhere else.

Look at that. You see
the edge in that print?

- Yes.
- [Jonathan] That's the same

print I saw on the Ridge
back where the Boulder came down.

Let's roll up that tent
and take it with us.

We may need it.

[Dart thuds]

Drop it.

I don't want to have
to shorten your blowpipe.

One scratch and you're dead.

[Both grunt]

Uh, wait up.

I got this.

Be careful.

[Both grunt]

[Sighs]

Look at this.

- Footprints.
- [Jonathan] Our friend again.

[Machete slashing]

They're coming.

[Jonathan] Well, look at this.

Pretty well-equipped,
hiding place.

[Water dripping]

[Jennifer gasps]

[Jonathan] Is
that what I think it is?

[Jennifer] You're right,
and what I think is

that we ought
to get out of here.

We're better off in
here than we are out there.

I hope so.

[Bats screeching]

[Both shriek]

- Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh.
- It's okay.

It's all right. Take it easy.

[Jennifer whimpers] Oh.

Dead end.

Oh, please don't
use that expression.

Wait a minute. Hold this.

There's air coming through here.

This could be
a door of some kind.

[Jennifer whimpers]

[Jennifer] Darling, what's that?

[Jonathan]
That could be the key.

Open sesame.

My, my, my.

- I can't believe it.
- A genuine tomb.

Look at this. Matches.

And not of the period.

Here.

[Water dripping]

What's going on, Nick?

I've been trailing
you since you left.

The leg was a fake?

[Nick] I had a
gut feeling about this guy

that I just had to play out.

[Ripley] Gee, I'm
sorry it had to end like this, Mr. Hart.

The other ways I had
to stop you were so much more exotic.

Where is the lovely Mrs. Hart?

Here!

[Gunshot]

[Both grunting]

So, Ripley,
how did you stumble onto this one?

He didn't, senor hart.

- Dr. Villac.
- This is my discovery.

I chose to include senor Ripley

when I realized that
your scan would expose my, uh, activities.

Now what?

Well, with your
unfortunate disappearance in the jungle

at the hand of Indians,

I think it is
certain that the board of hart industries,

will deem
it prudent to close down land scan 3.

You're not just gonna kill us?

Ah, believe me, senora
hart, it is not easy.

I am not a violent man.

It is what gold does
to the mildest of men.

You know, villac,

there's a lot of
people that know that we're down here.

Many people disappear
in the jungle, senor hart.

Sometimes, their
bodies are never found.

Cut the rope.

[Grunts]

Well, that should take
care of everything.

Not quite.

- No, wait! No, no!
- [Gun fires]

What was that?

That could've been
the end of a partnership.

- Can you budge it?
- No, I don't think I can.

[Nick] Jonathan, take
a look at that candle. It's flickering.

[Wind whistling]

If there's another draft,
there's another opening.

Here. Hold this.

Hold it right there, doctor.

You are very
industrious, senor hart.

But I believe senor
Ripley told me he relieved

your weapon of its ammunition.

I guess it's
time you find out whether you believe

in Ripley or not.

Well, darling,

I think we've finally
found something authentic

for the inspector's collection.

- Try this on, Mrs. H.
- Mm.

This wasn't exactly right.

You know, it was
a little off the Mark.

But I liked the
whipped cream. That was a very good touch.

Let's see.

Mm.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm!

[Chuckles]

That's it. Perfect. Oh.

I figured. And I used
artificial chocolate milk.

- Mm-mm. Mm-mm.
- It saves on the calories.

Mm-mm, no,
no! You're supposed to use real chocolate.

It's
the chocolate that creates the sugar

that then pumps all
the oxygen into the blood.

That's the point of the drink.

There's plenty
of sugar in that little number, Mrs. H.

I used a jigger of Jamaican rum,

a shot of Russian
vodka, 190 proof,

not to mention a little
overlay of crème de cacao.

I just got off
the phone with Nick. We struck it big.

They had a signal
he hit a big vein of copper.

It was really...

[Chuckling]

- What's this?
- Max just learned how to make a traveler's delight.

For your himalayan trip, Mr. H.

- She says it works terrific in the high mountains.
- [Jennifer] Oh, yeah.

The himalaya
trip isn't for two months.

She wants
a lot of extra thermos jugs of that stuff.

You have to plan ahead.

I was planning ahead.

- Darling?
- Yes?

[Jonathan] Are you asleep?

Oh, no, no. No,
I'm just practicing.

Shh. Shh.

Max.

You want
a traveler's delight, too?

No,
I don't want a traveler's delight, too.

How about some gin
at a nickel a point?

You got it. I better
turn off the blender.

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