NATIONAL TREASURE 2: BOOK OF SECRETS -- SCREENPLAY
directed by Jon Turteltaub
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[man] He's in the other room.
- Are you Thomas Gates?
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]
[man]...calculate the distance and you're sure to hit the mark in about most things as well as shootin'.
...ready to pour out all over you like apple sass over roast pork.
[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.
Augusta, dear, to your room.
[man]...to turn you inside out, old gal, you sockdologizing old man-trap.
- [audience laughs]
Sic semper tyrannis!
- [horse whinnies]
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]
- The war is over.
- [gasping] No!
You're wrong about that. The war has only just begun!
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!
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.
[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 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!
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."
- 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...?
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.
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, my gosh. Are you Ben Gates?
- Yes. Yes, I am.
- Do you own a red Ferrari?
- Yes, I do.
- Well, it's being towed.
Wait! Wait! That's my car!
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,
- 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.
We have 30 seconds after the alert starts to disable the alarm.
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.
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...
- [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.
[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...
[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.
- That's actually kind of...
- What are you doing here?
- I just needed to get some things.
- Connor, good to see you again.
How did you get in, Ben?
Riley! Come out here!
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.
I know you. You're the White House curator.
- I'm Riley. We met, uh, back in...
- Right. You're, uh, Ben's assistant.
Um, maybe I should go.
- Yeah, I'm really...
- Dinner tomorrow night?
I... I actually already have plans for tomorrow.
- Of course you do.
- But I'm free on Friday.
- 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?
[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.
Look at this.
- See that?
- That's quite something, isn't it?
- Yeah. It says "smudge."
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 OK. 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.
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?
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?
- Guy claims he had this page for 140 years then just suddenly comes forward with it?
- We'll find out.
Better. Better. Bacon.
- Keep going.
- That's stupid.
- How's he doing?
- Keep working.
[Nichols] We're grateful to the Wilkinson family for coming forth with the page. On the page is a name of a previously unknown conspirator, 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.
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.
- It's the keycode.
The debt that all men pay is death.
- What is that?
- It's a who. Édouard 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.
- Dr. Chase.
- Abigail, please.
- 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?
We actually found some latent letter fragments on it.
Take a look.
[Wilkinson] Random letters. A cipher?
- 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.
We cracked the cipher. It's "Laboulaye."
The cipher spells "Laboulaye. "
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...
- Aladdin! Aladdin?
- Thank you, Abigail!
Laboulaye Lady. Do you know what Laboulaye was planning right around the time Lincoln was assassinated?
OK, 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?
Sounds like he cracked the cipher. I couldn't help but overhear.
Laboulaye? As in Édouard 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?
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.
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 l?
He's a cop.
Um... "Across the sea these twins stand determined..."
- "Resolute," yeah.
"...to preserve what we are looking for.
- Uh... Laboulaye, 1876."
- It's a clue.
- "These twins stand resolute."
Let's see. Resolute twins.
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.
Voilà. 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?
He's going to call you a cab.
- [speaks French]
- Nice helicopter. Is that yours?
- Yes, actually. It is.
- OK, 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]
[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.
- 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 good would that do?
They didn't take anything. And besides, I'm fine.
OK. We're in London. We're going to Buckingham Palace.
We have an appointment with the curator tomorrow afternoon.
- Son, just be careful. Goodbye.
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.
OK. 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.
- What's she doing here?
- What're you doing?
Your dad called me. Said your next clue was here.
- [Riley] She's really there?
- drop 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] OK, I just flew all the way to London to offer my help...
- Remember 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!
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.
- 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?
- Bangers and mash.
Bubbles and squeak. Smoked eel pie.
- 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 OK for me to say or not write something...
- What's right or wrong...
- You two, stay.
- 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?
Think there may be a clue on the Resolute desk in the queen's study.
Does that help?
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.
OK. 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.
- You're not coming.
- Call security.
[Riley] You should be near 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.
- Don't let her go.
All right. Get in. Get in. Get in!
Will you give me the flowers back, please?
- Wearing the perfume I bought you.
So I think it smells kind of pretty.
- It's the flowers, Ben.
- No, it's not.
[Riley] OK, now turn left.
- Dead end.
- [Riley] I mean right. Go right.
- The flowers... petals... stamens.
- Good. Good.
[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 Chinese puzzle boxes.
I think these drawers work like tumblers in a safe.
OK, four drawers... Four-digit combination?
What about a year?
Uh, let me see. Queen Victoria, born 1819.
So you go one...
- Any luck?
- OK... 1876 was on the inscription on the statue in Paris. Let's try that.
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.
Mayday. Mayday. Ben, get out of there.
- Oi! Where are my detainees?
- OK, let's make some noise.
- [alarm wailing]
The fire alarm's gone off.
Uh-oh. God save the queen.
[man] 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.
- Oi! Sparkle. Come on.
- OK. Here we go.
I'm a little bit allergic.
- Thank you. OK.
- 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.
- 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?
- Ben, they're getting closer.
- What is their problem?
- Go left! Go left!
- Hold on.
- Come on, come on.
- Danny, I want them stopped.
Go. Go, go, go, go!
Did you see where he went?
- 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!
Why are they standing in the middle of the street?
- Where are these people going?
- Why's everyone running?
- He's right there! Go!
- Get out of the way!
- 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.
- Ah! Ah!
Hack into the London Police database and get a picture from that traffic cam.
- You can't do it?
No, I can. I just don't like that you assume that I can.
[laughs] Why, thank you, Riley.
- He's got it.
- What is it?
I don't know, but it's ours. Let's go.
- Hey, Patrick.
Nice to see you two together again.
- Yeah, well, we're not.
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.
I can identify one symbol.
Look at this. Do you know what that is?
Sacred calendrical? I don't know.
That symbol is 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 Estebán 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 Estebán 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...
I'm going to go talk to her.
- You're coming with me.
- Hey. No one else can translate it.
- There are others.
There are several others.
For ancient Native American? No one better.
- Look, Ben, I can't go with you.
- It's been, what? Twenty-five years.
There's a reason why we haven't spoken in 32 years.
- We have nothing in common.
Yes, of course. And I'm sure she's just as proud of you as I am.
- 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!
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...
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."
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.
Not that I'm surprised.
[Ben] At least we know where the rest of the map is.
You know where it is? Why didn't you tell me?
Obviously you have a tendency to overreact!
- I'm sorry.
- So am l.
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?
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.
9/11 was carried out primarily by a US-centered rogue network or invisible government faction, but it was not carried out alone. The foreign intelligence service which contributed the most indirect support to 9/11 was unquestionably the British MI-6. The cooperation and interpenetration of the Anglo-American intelligence agencies is so overwhelming and so thoroughly institutionalized that it is hardly noticed by US commentators. The CIA and MI-6 are virtually Siamese twins sharing a number of vital organs. This fact is much deplored by those of us who believe that the British Crown, the City of London, the UK Foreign and Commonwealth Office, and Oxford Circus (the London home of MI-6) are among the most baneful factors influencing American national life, but it is by now a well-established and entrenched fact. Whatever is known to the US National Security Agency at Fort Meade, Maryland, is known simultaneously to the British GCHQ at Cheltenham, by virtue of bilateral intelligence sharing agreements. Some light has been thrown on this phenomenon by Claire Short, when she reported that the red boxes sent to her by the UK intelligence service contained texts of private conversations of Kofi Annan which had been bugged by the Anglo-Americans. GCHQ has also had a recent whistle-blower who has fleshed out other parts of this picture. Many of these arrangements go back to World War II, and they have never been abrogated. The British functioned as the junior partners of the US invisible government during the Iran-contra affair, and they continue to do so today. In addition, although the British may be the junior partners in terms of military assets and disposable resources, they are often very much the senior partner when it comes to developing strategies and plans. Who could know the Arab and Moslem worlds better than the British orientalists? The overall Anglo-American plan for the balkanization of the Middle East, the Bernard Lewis plan, is really a distillation of two centuries of historical experience by the British Arab Bureau and the British India Office. The extraordinarily close US-UK alliance lets the British side do what it wants within institutional channels, discretely, and silently. If we were to detail the extent of British participation in the history of NATO state- sponsored terrorism, in the Afghan guerilla movement against the Soviets, in the foundation of al Qaeda, in the development of the figure of Bin Laden (who once reportedly kept a pied-a-terre in the London suburb of Wembley) in the role of London as the premier world center of Islamic fundamentalism and of other terrorism, and a host of other subjects, we would essentially have to re-write almost this entire book from a slightly different point of view. There can be in short no doubt that the main supporting role in 9/11 was played by British intelligence and British assets generally.
-- 9-11 Synthetic Terrorism Made in USA, by Webster Griffin Tarpley
Why would I overreact to that?
- That's not what I signed on for.
- Could we focus on the issue at hand?
[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.
- 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: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?
OK, run along now, you impossible child. Run along.
What is going on with the education in America?
- Hey! Hey!
- I'm so glad you decided to come...
- We just ran into each other.
Aren't you going to ask him?
- Ask me what?
- 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.
- You can?
That is so cool, Connor. I have always wanted to see the Oval Office.
Well... here we are.
Empire furnishings and crenellated molding. Love it.
Amazing feeling, isn't it, standing in here?
- Yes. Amazing, huh?
- Oh, could...
Oh, that's, uh... The Resolute desk.
Might recognize it from the photo of young JFK Junior playing underneath while his father was working.
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.
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.
- Excellent point, considering we're not supposed to be here.
- Why don't we, um, go over here and check it out?
I'll check over here.
- Do you think it fell down here?
- Maybe here.
- You did sit on the sofa.
- Oh, the bunnies.
- You found it.
- I did.
Thank you so much!
You're just the best. Mm.
- [clears throat]
[panting] Thank you.
- [Ben] Empty.
- [Abigail] Someone must've taken it.
Brightest men in our country sat at that desk for over a hundred years.
- 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?
But it's not something I could tell you.