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[fireworks exploding]

[crowd clamoring]

[indistinct chatter]

[man] He's in the other room.

- Are you Thomas Gates?
- Yes.

We got something
that we'd like you
to take a look at.

I hear you're quite good
with puzzles and riddles.

- [man] It's a coded message.
- [Gates] It's
a Playfair cipher.

- Playfair cipher?
- Can you decode it?

Cipher's impossible to
decode without the key.

- What do you mean by "a key"?
- A keyword or phrase.

I believe what you need
is right there.

It'll take some time.

Go on. I'll take your diary.
I'll meet up with you later.

- [horse grunts]
- Whoa.

[man] ...calculate the distance
and you're sure to hit the mark

in about most things
as well as shootin'.

[laughter]

...ready to pour out
all over you like
apple sass over roast pork.

[laughter]

[woman] I'll take care
not to give up my hold
on poor De Boots

till I am quite sure
of the American.

- [woman 2] Ah,
that's my own girl.
- [laughter]

Augusta, dear,
to your room.

[man] ...to turn you
inside out, old gal, you
sockdologizing old man-trap.

- [audience laughs]
- [screaming]

Sic semper tyrannis!

- [grunts]
- [horse whinnies]

[indistinct chatter]

[Gates] Temples.

Gold.

Cibola?
This is a treasure map.

KGC? You're Knights
of the Golden Circle.

You're a traitor.

You're all traitors.

[man] President
Lincoln's been shot!

[man 2] Everybody, out!
All of you!

[boy]
Killer's on the loose!

I'd much appreciate it
if you'd finish
deciphering that code now.

- [glass shatters]
- [shouting]

[grunts]

- Dad!
- The war is over.

No!

- No!
- [gasping] No!

You're wrong about that.

The war has only
just begun!

[gasping] Charles.
The debt that
all men... men pay.

The debt that
all men p... [stammers]

Dad! No, please!

[sobbing] Come back.
It's not fair.

Help! Somebody help,
please!

So recapping:

The Knights of the Golden Circle
was a Southern extremist group,

operating in the north
to subvert Union forces.

Had Thomas not burned
the legendary missing pages
from the Booth diary,

the killers may have found
a vast treasure of gold,

and the Union may well
have lost the Civil War.

- Thank you.
- [applause]

[man] I'd like to thank
Ben and Patrick Gates.

Thank you.

And say what a wonderful
addition Thomas Gates is

to our civilian
heroes exhibit.

Thank you.

Thank you, Dr. Nichols.
I only wish my grandfather

had been here to see
this wonderful day.

[man] Excuse me.
I have a question
I'd like to ask.

What do you think happened
to that Booth diary page

- that was pulled
out of the fire?
- We may never know.

Perhaps.

- Perhaps not.
- [crowd murmuring]

You see, I have one
of those great-great-
granddaddies, like you,

way up in my family tree,
name of Silas Wilkinson.

He used to tell a story
about the night
Lincoln was shot.

As Silas tells it,

Booth didn't seek out
Thomas Gates regarding
the treasure map that night.

It was Thomas
who called the meeting.

A meeting to plan
the assassination
of Lincoln.

- How absurd.
- That's a lie!

[crowd murmuring]

Ladies and gentlemen,
I present to you...

...one of the missing pages

from the infamous diary
of John Wilkes Booth

with the name Thomas Gates
written on a list along
with all the other killers.

- And Latin?
- Booth was
a student of Latin.

He shouted,
"Sic semper tyrannis"
after he shot Lincoln.

- "Thus always to..."
- "Thus always
to tyrants." We know.

- "Surratt, copiae "?
- Military supplies.

Mary Surratt
was convicted and hanged

for supplying Booth with
a rifle and field glasses.

- "Thomas Gates, artifex ."
- "Designer"

- or "mastermind."
- I know what it means.

He must have, uh,
planned the assassination.

- I see.
- Could mean mastermind
of anything.

You see that?
Burned out right there.

I can only imagine
how difficult this
must be for you.

- May I, Mr...?
- Wilkinson.

I'll see if this new page
matches the Booth diary.

This is an outrage.
You're calling
my grandfather a liar.

With respect, now
you're calling my
great-great-granddaddy a liar.

Yes, sir, I am.
This isn't some garbage
from a history book.

My grandfather told me
this story himself.

- I saw the truth
of it in his eyes.
- I'm sorry, sir. I truly am.

We'll test this
thoroughly, Patrick,
to authenticate it.

It can't be.

Maps to presidents' houses.

Keys to locks
that don't exist.

What's the point?
What am I looking for?

Proof, proof, proof.

What proof?

Oh, wow.
Is this a book about
the Templar treasure?

Yes, it is about
the Templar treasure, but
it's also about other things.

Conspiracy theories,
urban legends and other
myths that are true.

- So the author's here
signing copies?
- I'm the author.

- You are?
- Yeah. See, uh...

There's a picture of me
right there.

I think it's
a pretty good picture.

I thought that guy,
Benjamin Gates,
found the treasure.

Well, yes, Ben did,
but I am the co-finder.

- Oh, I've never
heard of you.
- Oh!

Oh, my gosh.
Are you Ben Gates?

- Yes. Yes, I am.
- Do you own a red Ferrari?

- Yes, I do.
- Well, it's being towed.

Hm?

[laughs]

Wait! Wait! That's my car!

[wheels squeaking]

Where's the Ferrari?

- IRS impounded it.
- The IRS?

Funny story.
My accountant
set up a corporation

on an island
that didn't exist

and assured me
that that's how
rich people do it.

Then I got audited and
slapped with a huge fine
plus interest.

Wanna know what taxes are
on five million dollars?

Six million dollars.

But enough about me.

[sighs]
What's new with you?

Well, my girlfriend
kicked me out,

I'm living with my dad,

- and my family killed
President Lincoln.
- All right.

I need your help.

[man] I can't believe
you have to break

into your own house.

[Ben] I need to get
Abigail's ID.

She has access
to the Booth diary page.

Why don't you ask
Abigail for her help?

She changed the alarm code,
Riley. She's not going
to talk to me.

All right.

We have 30 seconds
after the alert starts
to disable the alarm.

- Go.
- [beeping]

I'll probably regret
asking this,

but what happened
with you and Abigail?

I don't know. I don't know.
She started using
the word "so" a lot.

"So?"

Yeah, like, "So, I guess
my opinion doesn't matter."

"So, you seem to always
know what's best."
"So, I guess I'm invisible."

Now I've moved out,
we're dividing furniture...

- [beeping]
- [Riley] Oh.

Women. Can't live with them,
especially if they
change the alarm codes.

You did that
in 25 seconds.

That's why I tell people
to get a dog.

- Got it.
- All right, let's go.

[car approaching]

[Ben]
That's not Abigail's car.

[Ben] She was on a date.

Isn't that that guy?
The White House guy?

The White House Easter
Egg Roll is next Monday.

- Maybe if you're not...
- He's weird!

[Abigail] What happens
if kids don't find
all the eggs?

[man] Wow.
You work in a museum,
and you live in one.

[Abigail] Pretty much.

What clever repartee.
She must like him.

[Abigail] All right,
let me give you a tour
of the house.

- Okay.
- That's actually
kind of...

Oh, Abigail.

What are you doing here?

I just needed
to get some things.

- Connor,
good to see you again.
- Gates.

How did you get in, Ben?

Riley! Come out here!

What? [laughs]

Hey! What are you doing here?
I mean, it's your house, but...

I sent you a copy of my book.
Did you get a chance...?

- No, I haven't
read it yet.
- Mm.

I know you. You're
the White House curator.

I'm Riley. We met,
uh, back in...

Right. You're,
uh, Ben's assistant.

What?

Um, maybe I should go.

- Yeah, I'm really...
- Dinner tomorrow night?

I... I actually already
have plans for tomorrow.

You do?

Of course you do.

But I'm free on Friday.

- Awkward.
- Oh, great. [laughs]

- Good night.
- Good night.

I cannot believe
you broke in.

- What did you take?
- It's just my things.

Hand it over, Ben.

[sighs] I need to see
the Booth diary page.

You saw the page yourself.
There is no
treasure map on it.

No, it's a cipher
leading to a map. Anyone
spectral-image the page?

No need to. The ink
writing on the page
is clearly visible.

It could have been
erased or faded.

You're the director
of document conservation.
You know this.

Not up to me.
It's not my department.

That department reports
to your department.

Come on.
One look under infrared.

You can have
the Boston Tea Tables.

Both of them?

[beeping]

[Riley] We've been looking
at this page for hours.

There's nothing there.

Ben, I really don't think
we're going to find
anything on this page.

In a hundred years,
no one's going
to remember

anyone involved in the Lincoln
assassination besides Booth.

That's not true. Do you
know the expression,
"His name is mud"?

- Yes. Of course.
- You do?

- You know the origin
of the expression?
- Does anyone but you?

Dr. Samuel Mudd
was convicted of being
a co-conspirator

in the Lincoln
assassination. The evidence
was circumstantial.

He was later pardoned,
but it didn't matter.

Mudd's name still lives
in infamy. And I will not let
Thomas Gates' name be mud.

- [Abigail] Ben.
- What?

Look at this.

- See that?
- Oh.

- That's quite
something, isn't it?
- Yeah. It says "smudge."

It's nothing.

Residual ink from
the facing page. Flip it.

The letters are backwards.

- It's a cipher.
- Yes. It is.

A cipher.
See how the letters
are coupled?

Playfair ciphers encode
letters in pairs.
This could prove his story.

Unless you decode the cipher,
this does not prove a theory.

That's okay. We need
a five-letter keyword.

- What's the keyword?
- I don't know yet.

- All right.
- Uh, can I get
a printout of this?

[Riley]
There's a billion words
in the English language.

Got to be a logical...
Let's start
from the beginning.

A. Aardvark.

I don't want to rain on
your parade here, but I don't
think this is gonna stop

Dr. Nichols from
announcing the discovery
of the page tomorrow.

No, now, wait. Can't you
ask him to wait until
I prove Thomas is innocent?

What if he isn't innocent?

[beeping]

Sir? Looks like our
old friend Ben Gates
is in the news again.

What did he find now?
Atlantis?

A guy came forward with
a missing Booth diary page.

That's not the best part.
Listen to this.

"On the page are the names
of the conspirators

in the Lincoln assassination,
as well as a previously
unknown conspirator,

Thomas Gates. Thomas Gates
is said to be the
great-great-grandfather

of treasure hunter
Benjamin Franklin Gates."

[woman] Thought
my relatives were bad.

What do we know
about this Wilkinson?

- Sir?
- Guy claims
he had this page

for 140 years
then just suddenly
comes forward with it?

- Why?
- We'll find out.

Better.

Bacon.

[beeping]

- Keep going.
- That's stupid.

- How's he doing?
- Keep working.

[Ni chols] We're grateful
to the Wilkinson family

for coming forth
wit h the page.

On the page is a name

of a previously unknown
con spirator, Thomas Gates.

- Nichols has
bought into it. See?
- Would you stop watching that.

[Nichols continues talking]

It's on the Internet!

- No stopping it now.
- Gates may have been
the architect...

They have no understanding.

You know the truth.

That's all that matters.
You heard the story
from Grandpa.

The story?
This guy's got evidence.
He's got everything.

We have a story.
We have nothing.

For one brief moment,
the Gates family
could hold its head up.

- Now we're
a bunch of crazies.
- But we're not liars.

Wilkinson is saying
that Thomas Gates

was a mastermind to one
of the darkest hours
in U.S. history.

And he burned
the diary page
to cover that up.

You and I both know
he burned the page

to keep Booth's men
from finding the treasure.

That's what
we're going to prove.

- Only one way to prove it.
- Find the treasure.

You've got to find it.
You're going to help me
find it. So come on.

Let's hear the story again
from Grandpa Charles.

Grandpa heard his father say,
"Treasure map."

- Then there was a commotion.
- Got all that.
Anything after that?

Anything he said,
something he did?
Anything at all?

- Wait a minute.
- What?

He took his son's hand.

He looked him
in the eye, and he said,
with his dying breath,

- "The debt that all men pay."
- "The debt that all men pay"?

The debt
that Thomas paid.

That's five letters.

Oh!

Try "Death."

- What?
- It's the keycode.

The debt that
all men pay is death.

All right.

[beeping]

[Riley] L-A-B-O-U-L...

It's Lab-ool...

Lab-ahl... La...

It's gibberish.

- Laboulaye!
- Laboulaye!

- What is that?
- It's a who.
Edouard Laboulaye.

Where's the phone?

I don't know. Can't find
anything in this mess.

- Temporary till
I find a new place.
- Find the old one. I like her.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hi.
- Dr. Chase.

- Abigail, please.
- Abigail.

- Nice to meet you.
- Have a seat.

Thanks for agreeing
to meet with me.

Of course. I was actually
going to call you
about the diary page.

- Any news?
- Well...

We actually found some
latent letter fragments
on it.

Take a look.

[Wilkinson]
Random letters. A cipher?

- Maybe.
- Gates seen this?

He's the one
that discovered it.

[cell phone rings]

- I'm sorry.
- Not a problem.

- I need one minute.
- Please, take your time.

Hey. What?

We cracked the cipher.
It's "Laboulaye."

The cipher spells
"La boulaye."

So? Laboulaye was
well-known in France.
It could be nothing.

Or maybe there was
a treasure map like
Thomas Gates said there was,

and Laboulaye had it.
We only got a partial
on the next word.

L-A-D, lad... ladder...

- L-A-D.
- Aladdin! Aladdin?

- Lady!
- Thank you, Abigail!

Laboulaye Lady. Do you know
what Laboulaye was planning

rig ht around the time
Lin coln was assassinated?

Okay, Ben,
I've got to go.

There's a map or a clue
to a map on the Statue...

- She hung up.
- She took your call.
That was good.

- Dr. Gates?
- Yes.

Sounds like he cracked
the cipher. I couldn't
help but overhear.

Laboulaye? As in
Edouard Laboulaye?

He seems
to believe so, yes.

Man who had the idea
for the Statue of Liberty.

You're saying there's
a treasure map in
the Statue of Liberty?

Laboulaye was a Mason.
They built clues
into everything.

Did you learn that
from my book?

- Have an interest in history?
- Fascinated by it.

Civil War, especially.
My family's descended from

Confederate
General Albert Pike.
He was a remarkable man.

But, then again,
what is history but a marker
for the deeds of great men?

A man only has one lifetime,
but history can
remember you forever.

So the only question is,
which Statue of Liberty?

Exactly.

Is there more than one?

There are three,
actually, Riley.

One is in New York,
one in the Luxembourg Garden.

But he only referred
to one as his "lady."

This is like, impossible,
what you're doing.

I'm glad
you're enjoying it.

[Ben] Laboulaye had to leave
a clue somewhere on here.
Move in on the torch.

[Riley] Let me get there.
It's not as easy as it looks.

No. Believe me,
I understand.

[policeman speaks French]

Excuse me, officer.
May I help you?

Ah, American, eh?

Of course
you see no problem

in disturbing everyone's
pleasant morning

- with your buzzing there.
- Hey!

You know how much our
constitution was influenced
by your man, Montesquieu?

- You know Montesquieu?
- Got it.

[policeman speaks French]

Montesquieu, yeah.
"A government should be
set up so that..."

[both] "...no man need
be afraid of another."

- That's very good.
- Thank you.

- I'm astonished.
- I got it, I got it.

- I hope you read French.
- May I?

[speaks French]

He's a cop.

Um... "Across the sea
these twins stand determined..."

- Resolute.
- "Resolute," yeah.

"...to preserve
what we are looking for.

- Uh... Laboulaye, 1876."
- Six.

- It's a clue.
- "These twins
stand resolute."

Let's see.
Resolute twins.

Resolute.

Resolute. And then twins.

Siamese twins? Siam?

Trade routes between
France and Thailand?

[laughs] That's ridiculous.
HMS Resolute.

A British ship that got lost
in the Arctic in the 1800s.

It was salvaged by American
whalers, and then Congress
sent it back to England.

When the ship
was finally retired,

Queen Victoria
had two desks made
from its timbers.

Viola. Resolute twins.

- And where are those desks now?
- The closest one is in London.

How fast can we get
to Buckingham Palace?

Don't know.
Why don't you ask
your new best friend?

[speaking French]

He's going
to call you a cab.

- [speaks French]
- Okay?

- Nice helicopter.
Is that yours?
- Yes, actually. It is.

- Okay, so you get the ticket.
- [laughs] Great.

Mitch Wilkinson studied
history at Virginia
Military Institute.

Graduated 1978. Ran
a private security company
which had contracts in Iraq

during the invasion,
and in the Congo
in the late '90s.

These are trained mercenaries
as well as being black-market
antiquities dealers.

So why does a black market
antiquities dealer...

...give up a rare
Civil War artifact?

Something he could sell
to a private collector

for a good deal of money?

- [crickets chirping]
- [dog barking]

[alarm chirps]

[rustling]

[grunting]

[beeping]

[Riley] So the queen's
office is here.

The elevator shaft
gets you close,

but the only direct access
is through security.

- That should be exciting.
- We got to get you
in that room.

[phone rings]

- Hi, Dad.
- [ Patrick] Ben.

It's Patrick Gates' phone.
He's calling Ben.

Give me that.

The house was broken into
last night. I was attacked.

Call the police.
I'm coming home.

- What?
- What good would that do?

The y didn't take anything.
And besides, I'm fine.

Okay. We're in London.
We're going to
Buckingham Palace.

We have an appointment
with the curator
tomorrow afternoon.

- Son, just be careful.
Goodbye.
- Bye.

Someone else is
after the treasure.

Of course someone else
is after the treasure.

It's the axiom
of treasure hunting.

We have to hurry
and see that desk.

We don't want to miss
that appointment.

- Hi. Ben Gates.
- See security.
They'll let you in.

[whistling]

Wow.

Okay. It's teatime, chaps.

Looking for
the curator's office.
Which way was it again?

Follow the stairs round,
then turn first left.

Thank you so much.

- Ben.
- Abigail.

- What's she doing here?
- What're you doing?

Your dad called me.
Said your next clue
was here.

- [ Riley] She's really there?
- Ben...

- D rop her. Lose her.
- I want to help.

That's very nice, but
it's a bad time right now.

- A bad time, right now?
- It's a bad time.

[scoffs] Okay, I just flew
all the way to London
to offer my help...

- R emember the plan.
- You don't need it?

You're the one
making a scene.

I... I'm not making
a scene right now.

We want to make a scene.

Well then, fine!

If that's what you want,
let's have it out now!

- So subtle.
- Let me guess?
It's the wrong time.

It's the wrong place.
I'm wrong again!

Wrong about us,
wrong about Thomas Gates,

wrong that you'd like
the Queen Anne chair!

You're wrong to assume
I'd like the chair.

You see? Everybody,
listen to this. This is
more interesting than that.

She thinks that even
when I'm right, I'm wrong!
Isn't that right?

Abigail,
just because I answer
a question quickly

doesn't make it wrong.

Not if
the answer's something

we need to figure out
as a couple.

- That's what couples do!
- Sir.

You and your missis,
take it outside.

Now look what you've done.

You've brought the little
bobbies down on us!

You take the missis outside.
I'm staying right here.

- Ben!
- Whee!

- Good afternoon, sir.
- [English accent] Hello.

- Been drinking, have we?
- Just a nip.

Popped down to the pub
for a pint!
Bit of all right!

Going to arrest a man
for that?

Going to detain a blighter
for enjoying his whiskey?

- Enough.
- Bangers and mash.

Bubbles and squeak.
Smoked eel pie.

- Sir!
- Haggis!

That's it! Dismount
the banister!

I've got a lovely
bunch of coconuts!

Here they are,
standing in a row!

Small ones, big ones,
some as big as your head!

That was brilliant.

What's wrong
with being right?

Nothing. You should
try it sometime.

- You're saying
that I'm never right?
- I did not say that.

Hoo!
So I'm wrong again.

- Now, see,
there you are correct.
- Capital. Topper.

- Your mother told me about you.
- [continued arguing]

- [man] In here, please.
- Why don't you just make a list

of what's okay for me to say
or not write something...

- What's right or wrong...
- You two, stay put.

- Right?
- No! No, no, man.

- Don't leave me in here!
- That's great. Wow.

What is going on?

I'm sorry for getting
you roped into this,

but you were excellent.

- Thank you. So were you.
- When did you figure out

- it was a fake argument?
- When'd you figure out I was

- arguing during
the fake argument?
- The middle.

Where "I assume I'm right."
Get us out. Which I don't get.

If I'm right, after
I assume I'm right,
then I'm correct.

When you get to a conclusion
without asking,

and you happen to be right,
you got lucky.

I get lucky a lot.

So where does that
leave me, Ben?

You guys are
so great together.

- Want to know why I'm here?
- Uh-huh.

Think there may be a clue

on the Resolute desk
in the queen's study.

Does that help?

I just don't understand why
it's difficult for you

to include others
in your decisions.

Just because you may know
what my answer is going to be

doesn't mean
you don't have to ask me.

- [Riley] Door
number one, opening.
- [buzzing]

Okay. Let me try this out.

Abigail, would you like
to come with me, please?

Yes. Thank you.

Ridiculous.
You're staying.

- It's too dangerous.
- I am so coming.

- Door number two.
- Door two, coming up.

[buzzing]

- You're not coming.
- Call security.

[Ri ley] You should be
nea r a service elevator.

What are you doing?
Are those for the queen?

Queen's not here.
There's no flag flying.
Queen's at Windsor.

- What are you doing?
- See the desk, without you.

- No.
- Don't let her go.

- Abigail...
- [clicking]

All right. Get in.
Get in. Get in!

Hold this.

Will you give me
the flowers back,
please?

Yeah.

- What?
- Wearing the perfume
I bought you.

So?

So I think it smells
kind of pretty.

- It's the flowers, Ben.
- No, it's not.

Let's go.

[Riley] Okay, now turn left.

- Dead end.
- [Riley] I mean right.
Go right.

- The flowers...
petals... stamens.
- Good. Good.

Go, go.

[Ben] That's it.

[Abigail]
The Resolute desk.

We're looking for...

...writing, patterns
in the carvings.
Could be anything.

Hey, look at this.

"Malcolm Gilvary, 1880."

Hold on one second.

Here we go. Malcolm Gilvary.
He didn't make furniture.

He made
Chi nese puzzle boxes.

- Oh...
- What?

I think these drawers work
like tumblers in a safe.

Okay, four drawers...
Four-digit combination?

What about a year?

Uh, let me see.
Queen Victoria, born 1819.

So you go one...

Eight.

One.

Nine.

- Any luck?
- Okay... 1876 was
on the inscription

on the statue in Paris.
Let 's try that.

One.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

[Ben] Uh-oh.

New rules.

These markings,
like Incan or Aztec.

I have never seen
any symbols like this.

I mean, this looks
centuries older
than Civil War.

What do you think
it means?

I doubt it has anything
to do with the plot
to assassinate Lincoln.

[beeping]

Uh-oh.

May day. Mayday.
Ben , get out of there.

- Oi! Where are my detainees?
- Okay, let's make some noise.

- [beeping]
- [alarm wailing]

The fire alarm's gone off.

Uh-oh.
God save the queen.

[ma n] All units,
go to action zebra.

- What's going on?
- Haven't the foggiest.

- [indistinct chatter]
- [alarm blaring]

Someone or something
is causing this.

- Check your primary stations.
- This doesn't make any sense.

Find the source terminal
and check public areas
four and eight.

[man] This way, ladies
and gentlemen. Thank you
very much. Keep moving.

Keep walking until
you're on the other side
of the fountain.

Excuse me, excuse me.
Coming through.

I got them.
They're at the main gate.

[siren wailing]

- Oi! Sparkle. Come on.
- Okay. Here we go.

I'm a little bit allergic.

- Riley.
- Thank you. Okay.

- See you later.
Thank you. Bye-bye.
- Sit! Sorry!

Thanks for waiting for me.
Can I see the thing?

Daniel, hold it.

What is that?

Went to Buckingham Palace,
all I got was this wood?

Look at the symbols.
Never seen anything
like this.

It's an incredible
discovery.

- Wilkinson.
- Stop them. Go, go, go!

- He's the one
after the treasure.
- I'll drive.

We're in England.

[Ben] It's a gun!
Get down!

- We're trapped!
- Hang on! Keep your heads down.

Hey, who are you?

[Abigail] Sorry.

- Hey!
- Oi!

- Ben, they're getting closer.
- What is their problem?

Whoa!

- Go left! Go left!
- Hold on.

Turn, turn!

Watch out!

Everybody okay?

- Come on, come on.
- Danny, I want them stopped.

Look out!

Ah!

Ah!

Go. Go, go, go, go!

Did you see where he went?

[phone rings]

- What is that?
Someone's phone.
- It's him.

- Have his number
in your speed dial?
- Oh, shu...

This has to end
before someone gets hurt.

Give me what you got
at Buckingham,
it won't be necessary.

Tell that to my father.

- [man] Moron!
- [honking]

Why are they standing in
the middle of the street?

- [honking]
- [screaming]

- Where are these people going?
- Why's everyone running?

- He's right there! Go!
- Move!

- Get out of the way!
- [honking]

- Did I just run over
a man's foot?
- [Abigail] Watch the people!

Go! Go! Faster!

- Right over there.
- I got them.

They're still behind us.

This phone have a camera?

- No. No, it's broken.
- All right.
Give me the plank.

Hang on. We're going
to run a red light.

- [honking]
- Ah! Ah!

Hack into the London Police
database and get a picture
from that traffic cam.

- Okey-dokey.
- You can't do it?

No, I can. I just
don't like that you
assume that I can.

[laughs]
Why, thank you, Riley.

Get it!

Stop! Stop!

- He's got it.
- What is it?

I don't know,
but it's ours. Let's go.

- Abigail!
- Hey, Patrick.

Nice to see you two
together again.

- Yeah, well, we're not.
- Yeah.

Oh, I was hoping to get
some of these boxes
out of the house.

I can't read the whole thing,
but I can tell you that

these are definitely
pre-colonial
Native American markings.

- Easily 500 years old.
- Easily.

I can identify one symbol.

Look at this.
Do you know what that is?

Sacred calendrical?
I don't know.

That symbol is Cibola.

That's Cibola.

The City of Gold.

The City of Gold.

[Ben] "In 1527, a Spanish ship
wrecked on the Florida coast.

There were only
four survivors.

One was a slave
named Esteban

who saved a local
tribe's dying chief.

As a reward, he was taken
to their sacred city,

a city built
from solid gold.

Later, when Esteban tried
to find the city again,

he never could.

But the legend grew,
and every explorer came

to the New World
in search of it.

When General Custer's
search for gold
ended with his last stand

at Little Bighorn,
it became clear none
would ever find it."

Ben, can you imagine
if the Confederates got their
hands on the City of Gold...

My God.

I'm going to go
talk to her.

- You're coming with me.
- No!

- Hey. No one else
can translate it.
- There are others.

There are
several others.

For ancient Native American?
No one better.

- Who?
- Look, Ben,
I can't go with you.

- It's been, what?
Twenty-five years.
- Thirty-two.

That long?

There's a reason
why we haven't spoken
in 32 years.

- We have nothing in common.
- Me?

Yes, of course.
And I'm sure she's just
as proud of you as I am.

- Who?
- His mom.

Will you relax?
It's gonna be fine.

Sure. Should look
at the bright side.

Been a long time.
Maybe she lost her memory,
won't recognize me.

I hate her!

We're in the right place.

I'm gonna take myself
out of the line of fire
for this one.

- [Ben] Hi, Mom.
- [woman] Benjamin!

Abigail! What a surprise!
Hello, sweetheart.

Hi.

Oh.

You see? One syllable,
a knife in the heart.

- Oh, no.
- She can do that.

I can also track
the whereabouts
of my toothbrush.

I was not the one
that left the toothbrushes
in Marrakech.

I stowed them both
in the travel case,
as instructed.

Yes, and you also insisted
on loading the luggage
into the taxi.

- Didn't insist.
I loaded the luggage.
- Not the travel case.

Travel case is not luggage.
The case goes into the luggage.

- Who was in charge of packing?
- I couldn't get the case into

the luggage.
It was full with that
stupid rug you bought.

You thought it had
secret stitching.

- How stupid was that?
- Did have stitching.

- Six phony green
leather suitcases...
- Mom.

I need you
to take a look at this.

- What is that a picture of?
- It's interesting.

- We think it might be Olmec.
- It is.

Yes, yes,
definitely proto-Zoquean.

We were hoping that
you could translate it.

Yes, of course you were.

Oh, this doesn't involve
another treasure hunt,
does it?

Mom, this is actually
very important.

All right.
What have we got here?

This... this glyph here,
that means "bird."
And that means...

Uh, "noble bird."

"Find the noble bird,
let him take you by the hand

and give you passage
to the sacred temple."

[laughs]

Oh, you think
this is a treasure map
for Cibola, don't you?

Well, that is exactly
what it is.

No, this glyph doesn't
mean "Cibola." It means
"the center of the world."

You know,
you used to like it.

She fell in love with me
on a treasure hunt.

That was not love.
That was excitement,
adrenaline and tequila.

- [Ben] Mom...
- I was trying
to get course credit.

Treasure hunting paid off,
in case you haven't
read the papers.

Had nothing to do with you.
That was Ben.

Ben found the treasure.
You did nothing.

Patrick, Emily, please.

Can we just figure out
what's on the page?

Well, that's it,
I'm afraid.

These glyphs are only
partials. So you only have
half a treasure map.

I'm sorry.

Not that I'm surprised.

[Ben] At least we know
where the rest of the map is.

What?

You know where it is?
Why didn't you tell me?

Obviously you have
a tendency to overreact!

- I'm sorry.
- So am I.

So where is it?

Inscription on the statue
in Paris said,

"These twins stand resolute."

We think the map's
divided between
the two Resolute desks.

The Resolute desk.
The Resolute desk?

President's desk?

The president.
What president?

- Our president?
- Unfortunately, yes.

But that means...

Wait, so we have to...

The White House?

The Oval Office...
to be exact.

Why would I overreact
to that?

That's not
what I signed on for.

Could we focus
on the issue at hand?

Thank you.

[Nichols]
It's early, pre-Columbian.

- Can you translate it?
- Are you kidding?

This is an extinct,
exceedingly rare language.

Only a handful of people
study these languages.

Where are we to find them?

Universities, I suppose.
But you don't have
the whole thing.

What do you mean?

These glyphs here...
they're cut off.

There's more to the map?
How are we going to find that?

We won't have to.
Gates will get it somehow.

The Resolute desk
is near the south wall
in the Oval Office.

Look at this. Look.

Small door on the front
of the desk.

[Patrick] FDR had that
put in so guests couldn't
see his wheelchair.

- But...
- Guys, take a look at this.

[Abigail]
This could work.

I believe it's time
for you to make a date
with your new boyfriend.

I think you're right.

[man] We hope you're
enjoying the White House
Easter Egg Roll.

Face painting
continues at 2:00 near
the south fountain.

- [Ben] That Connor
in the bunny suit?
- Thank you.

I've never been
to an Easter Egg Roll.
It's kind of sweet.

Yeah, I love it.

I know you. Your
great-great-grandfather

killed President Lincoln.

No. That would be
John Wilkes Booth.

Eisenschiml says
that Booth was a tool

in a greater conspiracy
that involved men
in Lincoln's Cabinet.

Absurd. Eisenschiml's
book is filled with

- spotty research
and false assumptions.
- Oh, yeah?

Explain why Lincoln's
bodyguard left his post
that night?

Because President Lincoln
was never accompanied
by guards

when attending
the theater. Listening?
Especially on Good Friday.

Explain why all
the bridges out of
Washington were closed

except one, the one
Booth needed to escape?

Okay, run along now,
you impossible child.
Run along.

What is going on with
the education in America?

- Hey! Hey!
- Connor!

- I'm so glad
you decided to come...
- Hey.

- ...with Gates.
- Connor.

- We just ran
into each other.
- Oh.

Aren't you going
to ask him?

- Ask me what?
- Nothing.

- No, really. What?
- I really wouldn't
want to impose.

Well, what she means
is she doesn't think
you can.

- Doesn't think I can what?
- She wants to see
the Oval Office.

- No. That is
way too much to ask.
- No, it's, uh...

- I can do that.
- Really?

You see?

- You can?
- Yeah.

That is so cool, Connor.

I have always wanted
to see the Oval Office.

Connor rocks.

Well... here we are.

- Mm.
- Wow.

Empire furnishings and
crenellated molding. Love it.

Hm.

Amazing feeling, isn't it,
standing in here?

- Yes. Amazing, huh?
- Oh, could...

Oh. Sorry.

Oh, that's, uh...
The Resolute desk.

Might recognize it
from the photo
of young JFK Junior

playing underneath
while his father was working.

- Wonderful.
- Yeah.

But many people don't know

that this desk has a twin
that sits in Buckingham Palace.

- Isn't that something?
- Who knew?

Every president since
Rutherford B. Hayes

has used that desk,
except, uh, Johnson and Nixon.

And Ford, of course.

- Uh, no.
- Uh, yes.

- No.
- Yes.

Abigail!
Did you lose an earring?

Oh! I... I did, yes.

Connor, these were given
to me by my grandmother.

I suppose we should look
for it. Wouldn't want
anyone finding an earring

that doesn't belong
to the first lady
in the Oval Office.

- Yes.
- Excellent point,

considering we're not
supposed to be here.

- Yeah.
- Why don't we, um,
go over here

and check it out?

I'll check over here.

- Do you think
it fell down here?
- Yes.

- Maybe here.
- Probably.

Oh, no.

- You did sit on the sofa.
- Oh, the bunnies.

Connor!

- You found it.
- I did.

Thank you so much!

Uh...

You're just the best. Mm.

Mm!

Mm!

Mm!

- [clears throat]
- [moaning]

[panting] Thank you.

Okay.

- [Ben] Empty.
- [Abigail] Someone
must've taken it.

Brightest men in our
country sat at that desk
for over a hundred years.

- Look.
- Course one of 'em
found the map.

- A symbol stamped
into the wood.
- The presidential seal.

It's not
the presidential seal.

The eagle's holding a scroll
instead of olive branches.

- [Ben] I'm not sure
what this is.
- [Patrick] What do we do?

Did none of you
read my book?

The eagle
clutching the scroll.

- Do you know
what it means?
- Yeah.

But it's not something
I could tell you.

It's something that
I have to show you...
in my book.

- You didn't even open it?
- I was moving.

Chapter 13.

- "The President's Secret Book"?
- "The President's Secret Book."

It happens to be a collection
of documents for presidents

by presidents,
and for presidents' eyes only.

And I'm not just talking
about JFK here, guys.

The 18 and a half
missing minutes
of the Watergate tapes.

Did the Apollo really land
on the moon? Did it? Did it?

And the coup de grace ...
Area 51.

Come on, Riley. That's...
that's an urban legend.

Is it, Abigail? Is it?

It's just totally...

- Crazy?
- Yeah.

Hm. 'Cause last time
I checked,

we pretty much
make our living on crazy.

- He's got a point.
- I guess so.

Same symbol.

Released in '66 under
the Freedom of Information Act.

The eagle and the scroll,

the secret symbol
in the President's Book.

So you're saying that
whatever was on that plank

is now in the President's
Secret Book?

[Riley] Ben.

If it was you trying
to convince me...

...you'd have less
evidence, and I'd already
believe you by now.

The eagle
with the scroll?

Conspiracy theorists
like to believe

that it's the symbol for
the President's Secret Book.

You bought Riley's book.

[laughs] Your friend
writes a book about
government conspiracies.

- You don't think
we know about it?
- But is it true?

Does the president
have a secret book?

Do you like ducks?

[quacking]

There is a book.

Why are you
telling me out here?

Because inside,
I'm a federal agent.

Out here, I'm talking
to you as a friend.

Where's the
President's Book kept?

Only the current
president knows.

The book is passed from
president to president,

and each one chooses
his own hiding place.

You're the FBI.
Can't you get it for me?

Only way you'll ever see
that book is if you get
elected president.

Well, you never know.

All I need is
a few minutes with him.

A few minutes? Really?

Even if you were married
to the president,

you wouldn't be able
to get a few minutes.

Not when he's surrounded
by handlers.
If I get him alone...

How do you expect to get
the president alone?

Before the Civil War,
the states were all separate.

People used to say,
"The United States are ."

Wasn't until the war ended

people started saying,
"The United States is ."

Under Lincoln...
we became one nation.

And Lincoln paid for it
with his life.

- So did Thomas Gates.
- Right.

With his life.

So how am I gonna
get him alone?

I'm gonna kidnap him.

I'm gonna kidnap
the president
of the United States.

[laughs]

- That's not funny.
- I'm your father.

How do you expect me to respond?
I can't let you ruin your life.

Are you out of your mind?

Read my book, and you'd know
you can't get to that book.

Exactly how do you
plan on doing this?

- I was thinking
Mount Vernon.
- Oh.

- What?
- I'm in.

[man] Sir, we have
to move the party.

Some historian claims
the Spencer Landmark Hotel

was used for Klan meetings
in the late 1800s.

Anyone know
if this is true?

I've got the
Was hington Gazette.

They want a quote on,
"Is the president being
insensitive to minority issues?"

- Doesn't matter.
- Get a list of
approved alternates.

- What do you have?
- Yeah, I know
it's short notice.

The pipe burst in the hotel
that we previously booked.

I... There is
water everywhere.

A retirement party
for 200 people.

- Gunston Hall.
- Monticello is booked.

So is Gunston Hall
and Tudor Place.

The Denby Hotel is available,
and so is Mount Vernon.

- Oh, wow. You are a lifesaver.
- The Denby is great.

Strike that.
The Denby was booked.
Mount Vernon's all we got.

Book it before
someone else does.

[cheering, applause]

And let me say what
an honor it is to be here

and add my happy birthday
to you, Mr. President.

[♪ Randy Travis:
Better Class of Losers ]

[singing]

[siren wails]

- Good evening, sir.
- Good evening.

Are you aware that you are
in a restricted area?

Yeah, but this is
where the fish are, son.

That may be, but I'm gonna
need to have you move upriver.

Are you aware that according
to article one, section 25

of the Maryland constitution,
I'm allowed to fish
in public water?

Are you aware I have the right
to detain you

for the next 48 hours
without cause?

I am going to go back
where I came from

just as fast
as possible.

Maybe one day I'll wear
this thing to a party
I was actually invited to.

[♪ Randy Travis:
Is It Still Over ]

[singing]

Twenty hundred
time check. Station 11.

- [man] All clear.
Perimeter secure.
- Hey.

You didn't happen
to see a cute brunette
wandering around?

- Went to get a drink,
she disappeared.
- No, sir.

I've got no game tonight.

Good evening,
Your Excellency. Hello.

Prime Minister, it's
a delight to have you
back in the States.

Spread the word, contribution
limits not enforced
on the president's birth...

- Happy birthday.
- Thank you.

Ben Gates.
The Templar treasure?

Oh, right, Ben Gates. Yeah.

- We won't keep you.
- Thanks so much.
Always a pleasure.

I can't tell you what
a thrill it is for me to be
invited here tonight, sir.

Yeah, you must have
the Secret Service
hopping about now.

Sir?

Considering your
discovered lineage.

- Oh, yeah. Oh, that...
- Carry on.

I beg your pardon,
sir, but I know what
a huge admirer you are

of George Washington.
I thought you might want
to take a look at this.

Have a look at that.

This is a map of Mount Vernon
drawn by George Washington
himself.

Mr. President, that is
exactly what it is.

- Architectural
history major, Yale.
- I did not know that.

It belonged
to my great uncle.

Got it from the granddaughter
of a slave, Charlotte.

- Happy birthday.
- Always a pleasure.
Thank you so much.

Charlotte, who lived
here and worked here
at Mount Vernon.

- Yeah.
- And we're standing
right here, sir.

This line is an underground
tunnel, an escape route
that was never found.

I wonder... I wonder
if it's still there.

- Well...
- [laughs]

- Only one way to find out, sir.
- Maybe we should take a look.

Are we allowed to do that?

I mean, I know you're
allowed to do that.

You're the president.

Can I come with you?

- You guys
are just everywhere.
- Yes, sir.

- Give my friend
your flashlight.
- Thank you.

According to this map,
it should be...

It's one... two.
In here.

Yeah, should be in here.

- May I?
- Absolutely.

All right.

You know, Craig,
I appreciate you
doing your job,

but I have
no enemies down here.

In the cellar.
In this tiny little room.

I'll just wait here, then.

[Ben] Over here.

- That's the mark
of George Washington.
- Only it's slightly different.

- How?
- These axes, the angle's off.

For it to correspond
with the ones on the map,

it should form a perfect V.

[clanking]

Okay, what else?

The arrowhead...

...is sideways.

[rumbling]

[gasps]

[president] We're all right.
Don't worry.

Look at that.

Come on.

Mr. President?

We have a breach
in zone nine! There's...

Inform Fairfax,
SecTac Channel One!

Perimeter detail,
lock down all exits!

- Gates, what are you doing?
- I'm sorry, Mr. President.

I need to ask you a question,
which I know you can't answer

- unless we're alone.
- Two coming in!

I want a sledgehammer,
I want a crowbar,
I want a jackhammer, now!

Tom, alert
the vice president.

Mr. President,
sometime between 1880,

when the Resolute desk was
placed in the Oval Office,

and now, one of our
presidents found a secret
compartment in the desk.

Hidden inside was a plank
with Native American
writing on it.

A treasure map to Cibola,
the legendary
City of Gold, sir.

All this just to ask me
about a treasure map?

That map is a key
to proving Thomas Gates'
innocence.

I know for a fact that
the plank is no longer
in the Resolute desk.

You've been
in my desk too?

I believe the whereabouts
of that plank is now hidden...

...in the President's Book, sir.

The book known only
to our presidents.

It contains all of
our nation's secrets.

[laughs]

That's the most ridiculous
thing I've ever heard.

I saw the seal in the desk,
sir. I know the map exists.

You're not going to tell me
how to get out of here

- unless you get what you want.
- The way out is that direction,

and I'll show you.

You don't negotiate
very well, do you?

No, sir.

Mr. President!

Where are my sledgehammers?

I don't get you, Gates.

You do all this,
you're willing to go to prison,

just to clear
your ancestor's name.

The way out is
just down those stairs.

Everything I am
is because of my ancestors, sir.

Thomas Gates gave his last
full measure of devotion

to his country
to stop the KGC.

When someone dies for
their country, I believe
they should be honored.

"Last full measure
of devotion"?

Lincoln is my favorite
president, sir. No offense.

None taken.
He's my favorite too.

Sir, I know the book exists,
and my question is,

"Will you agree
to let me see it?"

Even if something like that
really did exist,

why do you think
I would actually just
give it to you?

Because
it will probably lead us

to the discovery of
the greatest Native American
treasure of all time.

A huge piece
of culture lost.

You can give that history
back to its descendants.

And because
you're the president of
the United States, sir.

Whether by innate character,
or the oath you took
to defend the Constitution,

or the weight of history
that falls upon you.

I believe you to be
an honorable man, sir.

People don't believe
that stuff anymore.

They want to believe it.

[grunting]

[owl hooting]

Nearest highway
is that direction.

You'll understand
if we part ways here.

- Gates.
- Sir?

The following conversation
never happened.

The book exists.

- Where is it?
- Where else do
you keep a book?

In the Library of Congress.

X, Y, two, three, four,
seven, eight, six.

Thank you, sir.

You'll also need to know
three, seven, nine, four.

Got it.

- And, Gates...
- Sir?

Two hundred people know
you held me against my will.

I can't tell them why.

Unless you find
what you're looking for,

you'll be charged with
kidnapping the president.

- You know what that means.
- Yes, sir. Very much so, sir.

- I want you to do
something for me.
- It would be a privilege, sir.

Page 47.
Just have a look at that.

[dialing phone]

Riley, meet me
at the Library of Congress
in 20 minutes.

Okay.

[phone rings]

Sadusky.

The president's been what?

Gates.

X-Y-two-three-four-
seven-eight-six.

X-Y-two-three-four-
seven-eight-six.

X-Y- two-three-four-
seven-eight-six.

- Hey.
- Hey.

We're close.

- Where do we start?
- XY is the book
classification code.

Stands for special collections,
which means very special books.

- Where are they?
- This way. We'll sneak in.

This will be good.

Here we go. XA... XM...

Look. Do you have a code?

Three-seven-nine-four.

What did the president
say the number was?

Two-three-four-
seven-eight-six.

Two-three-six-seven...

X-Y-two-three-three,
two-three-seven-eight...
Here.

Two-three-four-
seven-nine-one.

- Two-three-four-seven-nine...
- Seventy-six, 78...

It's not there.

[Riley] Maybe someone
checked it out.

Why send us here
if there's no book?

He probably wanted us
to get caught.

- [siren wailing]
- [tires squealing]

Here.

- What is that?
- It's a six-dial
combination lock.

The location
is the combination.

The location
is the combination.

[laughs]

[Riley] Yes.
I was right.

Well done, Mr. Poole.

Eagle and the scroll.

- Area 51!
- Shh!

- Kennedy assassination.
- Shh! We don't have time.

Yeah, it's true.
[clears throat]

[sirens wailing]

Here. Wait.

"April 1865. Queen Victoria
sends Pike two coded missives.

The first is received.
Contains information regarding

New World treasure.
The City of Gold."

Wait. The queen wanted
to help the Confederacy?

- A divided America'd
have been weaker.
- Needed cotton from the South.

"The second missive
was thought to contain
a Playfair cipher

suggesting contact with
Laboulaye, who'll hide
clues before his death."

The cipher written
into the Booth diary page
that Thomas tried to burn.

- The one we have.
- Exactly. "1880.

Resolute desk arrives
in Washington, sent by queen
to President Hayes."

Look at that.

Missing plank
from the White House. Wow.

Here's the final entry
by President Coolidge.

"1924. I found a plank
in secret desk compartment.

Plank photographed
and then destroyed.

Borglum commissioned
to destroy landmarks

in sacred Black Hills
mountains."

Borglum. Mount Rushmore?

He carved Mount Rushmore

to erase
the map's landmarks

in order to protect
the City of Gold.

Mount Rushmore
was a cover-up.

- [police siren blares]
- What is it?

There's my tax dollars at work,
coming to arrest me.

Not coming for you,
they're for me.
Go to the car.

- No!
- Go! I'll meet up with you.

This way.

[clicks]

[indistinct chattering]

So Gates abducts
the president, lets him go

and heads to
the Library of Congress?

- Why?
- Maybe he wants
to check out a book.

[clicks]

[shouting]

This way.

[indistinct chatter]

[ma n on police radio]
All agents...

[dialing phone]

- Dad.
- Ben.

Get out of there.
I had to move the car.

FBI, Secret Service
all over the place.

Calm down. I sent a picture
of the plank to your cell.

- You can do that?
- Yes, I can do that.

Did you get it?

- I got it.
- [ Ben] Look.

- Take it to Mom
for translation.
- Why me?

He say his mom could
translate the plank?

Find out who she is.

- How are we going
to find Ben?
- I don't know.

- Hold it! Who are you?
- We work here.

- IDs.
- Here. We were told
to evacuate.

[Riley] I don't know
what's going on.

- My car's parked...
- One second I'm reading...

- Special section for...
- ...a book, then
we're rushed out...

- Go ahead.
- Okay. Thank you.

- Thank you
for your help, officer.
- Best of luck.

- [alarm chirps]
- Have a good night.

[man] Hey, go
to the northeast sectors...

[Riley] Start the car.

[engine starts]

Put it in gear.

- Uh-oh.
- What's the problem?

It's clear. Let's go!

We're going to jail.

[man]
I want to run a check...

[grunts]

Get in! Hang on!

Mercedes SUV...

- He's in! Go!
- Hang on!

[Abigail] Whoa!

Okay. We can do this.

Close the barricade,
lock it down!

Lock it down!

- Drive, drive, drive!
- Okay.

I don't think so!

Whoa, whoa!

[man] Go, go, go, go, go!

Let's go! Let's go!

[engine hissing]

That did not turn out
the way it was supposed to!

- How'd they find us so quick?
- I'll tell you how.

- The president is a tattletale!
- Sadusky. He was there.

He knows more about the book
than I thought.

How'd the president feel
about being kidnapped?

He was okay.

- Dr. Appleton.
- This office
is closed. I'm sorry.

I do apologize for
the lateness of the hour.

My name is Mitch Wilkinson.

I've got something I want
you to take a look at.
Just take a minute.

- You're a treasure hunter.
- No, ma'am.

I'm just a man
trying to make
his mark on history.

Can you help me?

Um... No, I don't know
that language.

I'm sorry.
I can't help you.

- [phone rings]
- Oh, excuse me.

Yes.

Got it.

Your ex-husband's
on his way up.
He wants the translation.

Tell him anything
but the truth.

Get rid of him.
His life depends on it.

Emily?

I know I'm the last person
you want to see,

and I'm not comfortable
either, but we need you
to translate something.

- Ben sent me.
He needs your help.
- Yes, of course.

If it's for Ben,
of course. What is it?

Oh. Uh...

It's in the cell phone.
I'm not sure how to...

- Give it to me.
- ...bring it out.

[beeping]

We know it leads
to Mount Rushmore.

Yes. "Islands...
Islands of stone
in a sea of grass."

That's what the Lakota
used to call the Black Hills
in South Dakota.

Right.

"Find where the moon
touches the earth and
release the hummingbird."

That's it?

Did it ever occur
to you...? I can't
believe I'm saying this.

Did it ever occur to you

that I did the things
I did to impress you?

No, you did it because
you wanted to, and I
would've done the same thing,

except one of us had
to grow up and stay home
and look after Ben.

Certainly wasn't
going to be you.

Did it ever occur to you
that I made sacrifices
for us that you never did?

No, of course not.

So just go away.

Lousy tequila.

Don't feel bad.
You did good.

Patrick believed
every word you said.

Besides, your son
would have never found
the treasure anyway.

You don't know Benjamin.

Perhaps not.
But then again, I have this.

A letter from Queen Victoria
to the Confederate
General Albert Pike?

Seems the dear old queen
was partial to
the Confederate cause.

This has been handed down
by my family for 140 years.

Contains a vital piece
of information.
The final clue, as it were.

This piece of information
is worthless

without your translation
of the planks.

It's ironic, isn't it?

This all began with
the burning of pages,
and now it ends

with the burning of this,
the final clue.

Making me the only one...

...who can find Cibola.

Get your coat.

Her translation
on the second half
of the planks says

we need to find
an island of stone.

Ben would have
found it by now.

I don't think so.

[whistles]

How do I get to,
um, this...

Hello, Mitch.

Mom...

- Wait for me.
- No way. You're too slow.

I knew you'd figure out
the message I gave your father.

The hummingbird was good.
Let her go.

We're the ones
with the firepower, and
you're giving me orders.

I kidnapped the president.

The FBI is on their way
right now to arrest me,

and I'm sure they'll
love to meet you.

They'll find us both
and arrest us both.

That path doesn't lead
to the City of Gold,
does it?

This man has
information you need.
He's got a letter.

From Queen Victoria
to General Albert Pike.

- How do you know that?
- I read about it, in a book.

I'm afraid
he's burned it.

All right...

You've had me do
all the work so far,
why stop now?

You tell me what you know,
I'll find the City of Gold,

prove Thomas Gates'
innocence, you can
have the treasure.

- What?
- I'm going with you.

But if anyone's gonna be
credited for discovering
the City of Gold,

it's going to be me.

But your
partners stay here,
and all the guns.

What makes you think
I'd agree?

Because you need
that treasure.
Believe me, I know.

All right, Gates.
We'll do it your way.

But believe me...
I don't need the guns.

Which president?
The president?

I thought it best
not to tell you.

[Abigail] I still don't
see anything that looks
like a noble bird.

All right. Let's have it.

What did the letter say?
What's the clue from
Queen Victoria's letter?

"The entrance
shall only be revealed
under a cloudless rain."

Figure that one out.

So we come back
when it's raining?

"Cloudless."
Could simply mean the sun.

You need a sunny day...
and rain.

We need water.

Water.

Abigail.

Everybody, the water
makes the rocks darker.
Use the water.

Em? Water?

What's this in my hand?
Are you blind?

Good, good, good.

This is ridiculous.
Are we going to water
the whole thing?

That's it.

Oh! That's it. I found it.
Over here! Found it! Over here!

Look at this!

It's an eagle.

- Look at that.
It's an eagle.
- There it is.

- "The noble bird..."
- "Will give you passage."

- Uh-huh. Now what?
- We need to join hands,

and in a noble manner,
pass over the bird.

[Patrick]
It indicates direction...

[Riley] Somehow that bird...

...will rise from the rock
and kind of caw...

You can stand around
guessing for a while, or
I can give you the next clue.

"Surrender your hand
to the heart of the warrior."

And the eagle
is a symbol of the warrior.

Ben, no. Wait, wait! No.

That's probably
a horrible trap. Tell him!

It's a horrible trap.

It would be a pity
to come this far

and not even try,
now, wouldn't it?

I'll do it, Ben.

It's okay.

Surrender your hand.

[screaming]

[laughing]

- I am sorry. I...
I couldn't resist.
- You!

It, uh...
feels like a latch.

[crackling]

Look at this.

All right, good. Let's go.

[Emily] Oh!

Ben, look at this.

Oh, that's beautiful!

- Patrick. Patrick!
- [Abigail] Ben, what is that?

[Ben] Appears to be
a counterweight to hold
the door open.

- [Riley] What is that sound?
- [groaning]

[Emily] Fascinating.

[Riley shouting]

- [gasping]
- Ah!

Ben!

[Riley] Sorry.

- You okay?
- No.

Get up.

It's locked.

Patrick,
what have you done?

Some kind of a bolt.
I didn't do it.

Only one way
out of here now.

Forward.

[Emily gasps] Oh!

Never seen
so many relics.

So beautifully preserved.

Looks like we're going
to be moving some rocks.

- There's a tunnel
back in through here.
- Guys, look at this.

It's a little
golden man.

Look. It's got a tiny
little torso. Look at that.
It looks like...

[shouting]

- Ben!
- Ben!

Move back! Move back!
All of you! Other side!

Back up! Back up!

Ah!

Riley, move forward!
Move forward!

No, back up, back up.

- What you want me to do?
- Stop! Stop!

We have to balance our weight
to even this thing out.

- We'll find 'em.
- What are we gonna do?

Figure something out.
Tell you what
we're going to do.

- No, I'll tell you.
- No. I'll tell you!

No, I'll tell you!
There's that passageway.

You go, pull those stones out,
because that leads somewhere.

That is a good idea.

[Wilkinson] There's nothing.
Just a big old black hole.

[Abigail] Ben, look!
There's a ladder.

- I mean,
what's left of a ladder.
- Toss me the light.

Riley. Move slowly
to that corner.
No! Wait. Just...

- As I move to this corner.
- Okay.

One step at a time.
Good.

If we can raise this corner,
I think I'll reach it.

[shouting]

- Stop! Red light!
- You're not helping!

I can get up there
just as easy as you.

Just stop.

- Guys!
- It's three against
one here.

I ain't going last,
and if I'm not going last,
I might as well go first.

Look!

What's it gonna be?

We'll do this your way.

[creaking, rumbling]

The rest of us,
on my count of three,
all move together.

One step at a time.

One, two, three.

- You ready?
- Go.

[grunting]

Ah!

[Ben] Mitch,
what do you see?

Is there a way out?

What's up there, Mitch?

[both grunting]

Em?

Are you all right?

Just promise me
he's gonna be okay.

All right.

Let's go.

Mitch! Come on!

- I've been doing
the math here, and...
- I know.

We're gonna have to leave
one person behind.

[Riley] Promise you'll
come back for me.

I can do the math too.

- That makes you next.
- I'll go last.

"No, we'll figure
something else out."

"We need you there.
Please, Riley."

[laughs]

I'm just kidding. Go.

Okay...

[rumbling, creaking]

- One... two... three!
- Go!

Oh!

- What are you doing?
- Nothing.

Uh!

I can't get it.

Just go! Go now! Go!

- All right, ready?
- Now!

Ah!

Riley! Hang on!

Okay. Mitch, the idol.
Okay, Ben. We found
a gold idol here!

We can roll it over
to offset your weight!

Then roll it!

[Abigail] Here it comes!

[Riley] Come on, Ben!

Here! Give me your hand!

[Abigail] Ben!

Thanks, Riley.

Why couldn't a girl
see me do that?

- You all right?
- You're okay.
You're okay. You're okay.

So... forward.

- What is this?
- [running water]

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh!

Put your light
over there.

What are you doing?

[grunts]

[Riley] I can't see
anything! Is this it?

It's oil!

It's a dead end!
There's no way out!

We have to turn back!

Okay.

No. No, Patrick,
this is crazy.

Okay.

I got it!

I got you! I got you!

[both shouting]

[gasping]

[laughing]

[Abigail]
There's no forward!

It's not forward,
it's down!

All this water
has to go out somewhere.
Otherwise, it'd be filled up.

Help me turn this wheel!

[Wilkinson]
The water's going down.

It is... Em.

Em. Em.

Ben! Hey!

Dad! We found it!

- Thomas was right!
- No, you were right!

Sorry I smeared your
great-great granddaddy's
good name.

Seemed like the only way
to get you in on the hunt.

But this was a chance
for the Wilkinson family
to make its mark on history,

to find the City of Gold,
to be remembered.

[gurgling, bubbling]

What happened to you?
Your father was worried
sick about you.

She was frantic.
She was frantic.

Dad, coming through,
did you happen to see...?

Stop it. Coming through,
did you see any branches
that could lead out?

No, it's all blocked.

You can't even get back to
the big, round stone door.

Where's
your mother going?

[Emily gasps]

Sweetheart. Sweetheart.
Have a look at this.

- What?
- Look.

This is gonna unlock
the Olmec language.

It's gonna give us
incredible insight into
pre-Columbian history.

Oh! [laughs]

[Patrick] Em?

- You happy?
- Oh, yeah.

- Ben! Look at this! Look!
- Oh, yeah.

That's where
they slit the throat,
cut the heart out.

[laughs]

[banging]

- What was that?
- Listen.

[banging]

Ah!

I tried to find a way out.
All those portals
are blocked off!

I'm telling you,
all this water goes out
somewhere. We'll find it.

Ben, there's a current!

Follow it! There's got
to be a central drain!

It's under us.
Right here!

Come on!

Let's go! Get in there!

The water's rising
too fast!

Let's get that door open
so we don't all drown!

Ben, it slopes down!
It's a drainage tunnel.

It fills with water
when you open the door!

We need to find
something to stick
under it to keep it open!

No, if it's open,
this tunnel will stay flooded.

We've got to
get to the other side
and close the door.

Patrick, Emily, go!

- No.
- No!

No!

Mitch, we got to be
on the other side of that door!

Nobody leaves
unless I say so.

That door is not gonna
stay open by itself.

We both know what has
to happen here.

One of us keeps the door
open and stays behind.

I vote Mitch.

This isn't a democracy.

[grunting, shouting]

Stop! I'll stay!
I'm staying. Look. Look!

See? I'm right here!
I'm staying!

I'll tell everybody
how this is going to go.

You and me are going
to open that door. Anybody
tries to leave before me,

I drop the door,
we start this
all over again!

Try any funny business,
I guarantee you people
are going to get hurt!

I won't!
You have my word.
Just let her go.

Ben, no, we're not
leaving without you.

[Ben] Abigail.

You make my parents leave.
You make my parents leave.

- No!
- Let's go!

Let's go, please! Patrick,
Emily, he's trying
to save our lives.

Please, come on.

Push, Ben!

The current's too strong!

- I'm ready!
- It's all yours!

Ah!

Mom!

- [straining]
- Hang on!

Hold your breath!

Ah!

We got to get Ben
out of there!

If I'm stuck
in the door,
it stays open,

both rooms fill up,
and we all drown!

- Open the door!
I'll get you out!
- The current's too strong!

I open the door,
you'll be washed down!

I'll get you out!

I found the City of Gold!
I found it!

And no one will ever know?

We can figure this out!
We can all get out!

It's not a puzzle!
No more puzzles, Ben!

We're all going to die,
or it could just be me!

- Tell them I found it!
- Don't quit!

- [straining]
- Mitch!

Ah!

Thank you.

- We haven't
officially met. I'm Riley.
- [Emily] Oh, hi.

Sir! It's for you.

Sadusky.

- I have my proof.
- Ben!

We were just talking
about you. Ready
to turn yourself in?

Not quite.
We found the City of Gold.

Doesn't matter.
You still committed
a federal crime.

Stop. Stop it.

- Mr. President?
- Craig, give us a minute.

Sir, for your information,
this is the man
who kidnapped you.

As I recall,
we were exploring
a hidden tunnel,

and a door
closed accidentally,
and this man saved my life.

Yes, sir.

- Gates.
- Sir.

For the record,

after centuries
of exploration,
on this day,

you have brought
honor to your country
and your family.

You've done this country
a great service.
I thank you.

- Thank you.
- Craig.

I thought you might
want to take a look
at tomorrow's headlines.

Tomorrow?

Thank you, sir.

All of you, along with
Emily and Patrick Gates

will get credit
for this discovery.

And Mitch Wilkinson, sir.

- Is that right?
- It's true, sir.

Ben, I am curious about
that favor I asked you.

Any report regarding
what's on page 47?

I believe I can help
with that, sir.

- So it's good.
- Life-altering, sir.

What's on page 47?
Are you talking about
the Book?

What book?

[Emily] Be very careful
with that.

Is that distilled
water you're using?

- Yes.
- Have you catalogued
all of this?

- No, ma'am.
- You haven't?

Excuse me? Excuse me, sir?
Are you cataloguing this?

You should've been there
when we picked out
our first couch.

Excuse me.

Hey, you're that guy...
The treasure hunter
guy, right?

No, actually, the guy
you're thinking of
is somewhere over there.

No. You're him.
Riley Poole.

I recognize you
from your book.

- Will you sign it?
- [crashing]

Okay.

Thank you.

So, um,
the tea tables...

Yes, I'm going to have
the movers bring them
to you next week.

I was going to say
you can keep them.

And maybe you could...

...come and move
back in with me.

- No. You used
the word "so."
- So?

So, when you say "so,"
it means you're angry.

Sometimes. And then
sometimes it doesn't.

It's sort of like
a puzzle.

And you're so good at puzzles.
I'm sure you'll figure it out.

So...

[sighs]

[engine starts]

I love this car.

- [tires screech]
- [crashing]