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Dan's on fire. Help me! Come! Help!

Think we can hold them?

As long as we got the bullets.

Zeke!

- It's okay Zeke, I'll get the doc.
- Matt...

The flag.

I won't let anything happen to it, Zeke.

Zeke!

There were many armed
conflicts during the struggle

for control of California.

But, in this particular skirmish,

a small group of American pioneers...

Actually, two of them were Europeans.

Hans Peterman and Francis Demarco?

They both came from New England

and were both born in western Europe.

Who cares?

Uh-huh.

Anyway, General Velásquez
and 3 of his lieutenants...

Castillo, Ramirez and Roya.

Oh my God!

Are you in this class?

Well, no. Actually, I'm supposed
to be in the second year,

but, uh, they were full.

That's too bad.

We're supposed to be with
professor Elman in Mackay hall.

Why did they send us here with you?

Professor Elman
took a leave of absence.

You mean till the heat's off him

from grabbing that girl's butt.

Tell me...

Marty.

Marty.

Since you seem to have
such a firm grasp

on every detail of the battle,

Why don't you tell the class how the
Pioneers' Bear Flag was destroyed?

Well, sure.

Except it wasn't.

Excuse me?

The other flag wasn't destroyed.

I saw a picture of it.

They tacked it up on the
saloon wall after the battle.

- Ah, Marty.
- Mmhmm?

We exactly did you see this picture?

My uncle's house.

I'd really like to see it.

Okay, uh, for a price.

What kind of price?

A date.

Not a chance!

Not with you.

No way!

Look, Claudia. He is enthusiastic.

He is intelligent.

He's fifteen!

Okay, so, he's a bit young.

But he is a prodigy.
I find that fascinating.

Then why don't you go out with him?

Claudia, we need this flag.

September is the 150th
anniversary of California statehood.

They're having a conference.

Do you know what it would
mean if we were able to

put that state flag on display?

All right.

Strictly business. What's it going to take?

I don't know, yet.

But I'm sure I'll come up with something.

Within reason?

Of course. I'm like a reasonable person.

Thank you.

See the cross in the lower left corner?

Thineas Albert.

That's right. The priest?

Ah, the photographer.
The cross was his trademark.

Sure. Whatever.

He was renowned for his
photographs of East Coast Society.

Except for the year when he decided
to join the gold rush in California.

A place called Larivee.

The town that time forgot. Hmmm.

Why don't you get a drink
and try to fit in?

Hmm, right.

Oh my God! Oh, shoot!

Oh, I'm so sorry!

Oh my God!

That's okay.

It looks like you've got
your hands full here.

Yeah, well, it's so busy
since they reopened the mine.

Another gold rush in California. Yeah.

Excuse me?

Can I, uh...

Piller's Cup? Don't know it.

Right, it's actually pretty simple.

Two ounces of Pimm's Number One.

Any good fruity liquor will do.

Three ounces of ginger ale, a
cucumber, and there you have it.

Uh, Bud Light? Draft.

Fine.

Another gold rush in California?

Yeah, well, for Bertram Corp. At least.

They've got the only mine.

Owned since 1849, but it's okay.

The wages are good
and the boys need work.

Can I get you a drink?

Oh, yeah I...

Pardon me.

Oh, be my guest.

Pardon me!

Pardon me.

Let me know when you're finished
those. The next two are on me.

Thanks.

Is the owner around here?

We're doing some
research about the town.

You'd be better off talking to Jake.

He practically lives at
that table right over there.

He's been in Larivee all his life.

He knows more about
this town than anybody.

Hey, Jake.

There's some people here.

Wonder if you mind
talking to them for a minute.

What are we having for dinner?

Stroganoff.

Hannah...

You're the only one who loves me.

Hannah says you've lived
here all your life.

We were hoping you
could tell us something

about the flag in this photograph.

Why?

We're historians.

What are you studying?
History of kickboxing?

Well, we're very active
historians, though.

The past comes alive
and that sort of thing.

Where did you get this?

A student of mine.

His great-grandfather had it in his attic.

What was his name?

Billings.

He's a good man.

A bit of a wise-ass, though.

Great-grandson takes after him.

That flag was made by Merritt Falsey,

the one behind the bar.

And his friend, Zeke Adams,
at the battle of Sonoma.

Zeke, didn't get out alive.

Made Merrit swear that
he wouldn't let anything

happen to that flag.

Well, the story says
the fort burned down,

and there were no survivors.

Stories are like that aren't they, hmm?

Merrit got away just
as the fort was over run.

Come here, opened the saloon,

lost it and everything else
two years later in a card game.

Took the flag with him.

You know where it is, don't you?

What are you going to do with it?

Put it where it belongs, in a museum.

So that the whole world will know

what Merrit and Zeke
risked their lives for.

Hannah likes you.

Harley doesn't.

The flag is in...

Falsey's grave.

Under his hat.

We're really going to do this, huh?

There isn't much of a choice.

Well, you see, that's
where you're wrong, actually.

We have free will and a ton of air miles.

If we really wanted to, we could...

We could...

Uh...

Don't you guys have a
chilli cook-off to go to?

Shall we dance?

Here.

Sydney!

Pardon me.

Are you okay?

Think of it as an excavation.

Nigel.

He took off real quick last night.

Do you have any idea
where he might of gone?

When he didn't show up for
breakfast, I started worrying.

Jake's not exactly
Mr. Popularity around here.

He seemed like a nice enough
fellow, except for the spitting.

Look, Jake loves this town.

But if something is wrong,
he doesn't pull any punches.

He's usually here until
closing, working on his stuff.

But last night, he locked up his
briefcase and took off around nine.

- Locked it up?
- Mmhmm.

He works on it here all the time.

I guess he doesn't want to
haul it from home every day.

You mind if we have a look at it?

So, where does he keep it?

I don't know. He always
puts it away himself.

California state motto.
"Eureka, I have found it."

What would he need a slang
dictionary for? Don't know.

Mmm, Merrit Falsey.

Looks like some kind of
instructions, written in riddles.

"Follow the shepherd."

Jake was working on this last night.

He works on it all the time.

Any idea what it is?

Looks like he was trying
to figure out the clues.

See, this first one here is,

"Still waters. Follow the shepherd."

Psalm 23, um,

"The Lord is my shepherd. He
leads me beside the still waters."

Still Waters is the name
of the general store

before they changed it into a pizza place.

Then it must be some kind of map.

To where?

Hopefully to Merrit Falsey.

A mile and a half North-East
from the Still Water.

Right. That's the general store I was
talking about. It's just down this way.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing. Why?

- Do I have a rip in my pants?
- No.

You've been staring at me since we left.

No, I'm sorry, it's nothing like that.

It's just, I've never met
a woman like you before.

Oh!

Yeah, well, I don't have a clue
how to make beef stroganoff.

It's actually pretty simple.
You like sour cream?

- Can't stand it.
- That won't work, then.

I should have grabbed
something to eat before we left.

Hey, here.

Hmm.

Mmm, that's good. What is it?

Just something I threw
together for a snack.

Mmm. It is good. You should sell these.

Who'd want to buy them?

I would.

Well, this is it. The last
instruction says we end up here.

Here, give me Merrit's document.

There's one more instruction
that's not inJake's book.

"East of the sacred earth, point A
becomes ground zero where the saints rest."

Let's break it down.
East of the sacred earth.

There.

Looks pretty sacred to me.

This should be East.

Where the saints rest,
point A becomes ground zero.

Where do you suppose ground zero is?

He's playing with the words.
Ground zero, point A.

Wait a minute. "Ground
Zero" is a nuclear testing term.

This was written in the 1840's.

See, it doesn't say "zero." It's just an 'o.'

Where the saints rest,
point A becomes ground 'o?'

Where the saints rest
is hallowed ground.

If you change the "a" in hallow to an "o,"

- you get...
- Oh, whoa!

Nigel!

I believe the word is "hollow."

That's like some kind of cave.

I'm fine, thank you.

Oh, okay. You didn't pack the flashlight!

Why would I bring a
flashlight? It's broad day light.

Oh! I've got a cigarette lighter.

It's Jakes. He gave it to
me when he quit smoking.

Great. No, why don't you
wait here? We'll be right back.

Oh, hey.

Chewing tobacco.

Chalk.

Get down.

They're gone. This must
be the Bertram gold mine.

Sydney? What?

There's something crawling up my back.

It's probably just a bat.

A bat? Well, turn the lantern on.

What if it startles? Nigel, one
little bat is not going to hurt...

you...

Go. Go! Nigel!

Jake?

Oh!

Jake.

I'm sorry, Hannah.

I can't say we saw
eye-to-eye on everything,

but I did appreciate
his passion for Larivee.

Look, I know you're upset.

But the fact is, he shouldn't have
been down there in the first place.

And you two shouldn't have been
down there, either. You were trespassing.

You're lucky we're not pressing charges.

Oh, we appreciate that, Mr Bertram.

That mine is just way too unstable

for people to be wandering
around down there.

We realise that now.

And I realize the importance of this flag.

We'll send out a memo
to our employees.

If we find anything remotely
related, we'll contact you.

We're so grateful, Mr Bertram.

Let me guess, we're going back in.

We're going back in.

A man was killed down there.

That's exactly why we going back in.

I don't believe Jake's
death was an accident.

The injury to Jake's
head was a lot sharper

than it should have been
for falling in that tunnel.

Whoever killed Jake was after
the same thing he was.

The mine is composed of sandstone.

It would be unusual to find
any jagged surfaces like that.

And why would he have gone so
far into the mine without his lamp?

We don't know Jake was
looking for the flag.

No, but it had something
to do with Merrit Falsey.

And Jake did say it was in his grave.

You find Falsey, you'll find the flag.

Besides, with Jake gone,
it's all we have to go on.

Even if we did go back, how
would we know where to look?

I mean, it's like a maze down there.

Would a map help?

I deliver lunch to Bertram
every other day.

Look, Jake was more
than just a friend to me.

He was the only family I had.

See you later Mr. Bertram.

- Hannah.
- Hey. Hi.

How's the chicken salad today?

Terrible. It's not fresh...
the turkey... the roast beef.

It's good I made it this morning. Thanks.

Enjoy.

Well, that's it.

The whole layout.

What, you didn't think I can do it?

No, this morning you
didn't think you could do it.

And, this is everything
that Jake had on him.

And this?

The X's we found in the cave?

To mark his way back out.

We'll meet you here at two.

So, how much do I owe you
for the equipment?

Oh, about $45. Didn't
you return the shovels?

Well, they weren't exactly
in pristine condition.

Oh, right. Yeah.

This is right about where his body was.

I doubt that's Chinese for 'X'.

It's a few hundred yards
south east of here.

There doesn't appear to be
anything here, really.

Merrit Falsey wasn't exactly
master of the obvious, was he?

Maybe if we keep on walking,
you'll fall into something again.

Honestly, Sydney, I really
don't think this...

What's wrong? A stone in my shoe.

Now what? I cut my hand.

This rock is sharp. I wonder
what type it is. O negative.

The rock, Nigel? Right, um...

Granite.

Didn't you say this mine
was composed of sandstone?

Yes.

But you can't seal
anything up with sandstone.

I should get something on this. What?

Oh, yeah.

Sydney. Sydney!

Nigel!

Merrit Falsey?

Jake said he kept it under his hat.

Here goes.

No flag. Nothing.

Oh.

Doesn't look like he died
of natural causes.

Sorry, Merrit.

Nigel!

What?

You almost stepped on a box
of 150 year old Nitro.

Do you know how unstable
that is? Nitro-glycerine?

Yes.

They use it to blast out the rock.

Another cross.

Hallowed ground?

It's the deed to this mine.

In Merrit Falsey's name.

Registered in 1848.

But Bertram's family
founded the mine in '49.

After they killed Merrit
and jumped his claim.

Which is why he was sealed up
in here with his head cracked open.

And probably why Jake was down here.

I told them how dangerous
and unstable it is down here.

Should have listened to you,
Mr. Bertram.

You all right? I think so.

Can we leave now?

Very definitely.

Maybe Merrit Falsey had
another hidden entrance.

I don't think so.

What are we going to do?

I have no idea.

Hmm, I'll tell you, Mr. Bertram...

I can't say the explosion
finished them off, but...

no food, no water?

Won't last long.

We're getting out of here How?

Same way we got stuck in here.

But you said yourself it was unstable.
It can explode without warning!

Don't worry, I'll warn you.

Go.

Mind your step.

Mind your back.

Mind your head.

Nigel,

Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Now I just have to ignite it.

Huh?

Oh!

I guess we need a bigger rock.

NIGEL; Well, I guess
that makes us even.

I didn't think I set off two explosions.

Too bad you can hear that
Nitro from miles away, huh?

My lawyer did a search
for Merrit Falsey's descendants.

It's when they found out
Jake was the last one.

He was Merrit's great-great-grandson.

Grandson? So, Jake knew
the mine belonged to Merrit.

Mm-hm. That's why
he hated Bertram so much.

He couldn't prove anything.

Oh, I almost forgot. I've
got something to show you.

I got eight cases
of Mountain Spring here.

I'll be right with you.

I thought about what you said, and the
owner is going to let me start selling them

at the bar, and if people
like them, who knows?

Come on, I don't have all day!

Hey! What part of "be right
with you" did you not understand?

Aren't you the least bit disappointed

that we didn't find the flag?

Who said we didn't find the flag?

We didn't. Did we?

It came to me in the mine shaft.

Jake didn't mean the flag
was under his hat literally.

He was playing word games.

Wearing a marble hat, dead and buried.

When Merrit didn't come home one day,

his wife buried his things a s a memorial.

She didn't mind if anyone
found the stuff in the coffin,

but the flag meant more
than anything to her.

So, she buried it under his hat.

Sorry, I'll put it right back.

So, how was your date?

Well, why don't you ask him yourself?

I mean, I couldn't go out with
him looking the way he did before.

I had to do something.

Marty? That's my name, Syd-babe.

Don't push it. Sorry.

And your date will be
here soon, too. My date?

That's my part of the
payback. Remember? Yes.

I don't understand.
What do you get out of it?

Well, your date agreed
to do me a little favor.

I see.

What's the catch?

Oh, well, there's a slight
little age difference.

Unlike yourself, I'm a mature person.

I can look past

physical appearances
to the true person inside.

I'm sure we'll have a great time.

Well, here's the true person himself.

Professor Elman?

Oh, professor. Before you
go, there's still the matter of...

Yes, yes, you'll have a week's extension

to hand in your project.

I'm sure you'll have a great time.