Blood, Sand and Gold

It must be

over 400 years old.

At least 90% purity.

Soft to the touch.

It was only a matter of time.

This is going to be

the biggest haul

of gold artifacts

in the history

of Adams exploration.

Adams exploration?

In the history of the world.

Money?

Is that what you want?

The company

can give it to you.

The company cannot

pay me what I want.

I'm not going to do this

because I loved your father.

I'm sorry. This is

the best that I can do.

This is your release form.

Got any place to go?

Jack.

I'm an archeologist.

Hell of a funeral procession.

The king is dead.

Long live the king.

It's still up

in the air, Matthew.

Our business is to salvage

and recovery of treasure.

It looks bad

if a hundred thousand

gold coins go missing.

And the killing

is in the press.

We won't have a ceo

until this is resolved.

A king is a king from birth.

The coronation

is just a formality.

Romantic.

Your sister might disagree.

My sister doesn't have

the stomach for this job.

She's just a scientist.

She has to be

placated somehow.

Your father

gave her a journal

with enough documents to blow

this whole thing to bits.

No, she'd never hurt

this company.

She doesn't have the balls

to use a nuclear option

like that.

This fight will take place

in the boardroom...

And I own the boardroom.

- Yes, but...

- So typical of my father.

He spends his whole life

pillaging, pirating,

only to get a guilty

conscience at the end.

Still, I think he's right,

and when I run this company,

I'm gonna run it clean.

Remember, be diplomatic.

Offer her cfo,

head of research-- a carrot.

I've been diplomatic

with her my entire life.

It's time she learns that

there's a new balance of power.

You've got some f***ing nerve

calling me today

after your screwed

everything up.

Excuse me? The security

you insisted upon hiring

was useless.

My interns could've

done a better job.

All I know is that

you failed to stop them.

I looked down the barrel

of a loaded gun.

I almost got shot

execution style

by a man who used to come

to our family barbecue.

So pardon me

all the f***ing hell,

but I'm not in the mood

for a teachable moment

from you right now.

My sympathies, mave, truly,

but I'm ceo now,

and you just cost our company

a billion dollars.

What? You're not ceo.

Mave, Ernest here.

If I may...

Your father implemented

security measures.

Because of today, we had

to vote for an interim ceo.

And I'm sorry

for your ordeal, truly.

Oh, go to hell, both of you.

I'll fight you

in the boardroom and win.

See you at

the f***ing meeting.

She'll fall in line.

It's the beginning

of a new era.

If it's one thing I've learned

from your father,

never underestimate

your own family.

A leader has to show strength.

When sir Francis Drake

was sent to raid the Spanish,

his co-commander Thomas dowdy

tried to take control.

Thomas dowdy was a gentleman,

a scholar, and a war hero.

But Drake was the captain,

and one of them was

beheaded the next day.

I understand your

long-standing fascination

with sir Francis Drake,

but I'm not sure what

the same logic applies

to 21st century Hong Kong.

That's bullshit.

This company needs a captain.

My sister is not gonna

get the votes,

because she spent there entire

life reading about history,

and I've spent my entire

life understanding it.

This way.

Everything is in here.

An aika stone?

Yeah.

This is mesopotamian.

The term is actually

akkadian, but, uh...

Look, are you going to be

doing this here or back

at your appraisal office?

You're selling it?

Well, you're from

the university, right?

I'm sorry, I just wanna

get this over with.

I think there's been

a misunderstanding.

I came here to find you.

You're Jack riordan, right?

I'm sorry.

Do I know you?

You ever seen one of these?

It's a gaudens double eagle,

last gold coin circulated

by the U.S. mint.

Beautiful.

It was worth $20 in 1933.

Wanna guess how much

it's worth now?

Look, I don't know

what got you out of your

comfy little office,

but I'm not interested.

I need you to steal

something for me.

Excuse me?

I don't know

who you think I am,

but I am not your guy.

I think you are, Jack.

The biggest find

in modern history.

100,000 gold coins touched

by the inca themselves.

More gold than

king tut's tomb.

More gold then 10,000

of these combined.

- Isn't this

what you live for?

- Stop.

You were the best, Jack.

You found things

we didn't even know existed,

let alone

were still preserved.

Isn't that what

all this stuff is about?

Just stop.

I am not just talking about

the thrill of the find.

I'm talking about history.

500 years of blood, sand,

and gold in one goddamn chest.

Look, I don't know

what you think I did or was,

but it's over.

The last treasure hunt

i went on,

the only thing I found

was the back of a jail cell.

I'm out.

Everyone has a price.

$750,000--

that's how much is worth now.

We should be through

this turbulence

in about 20 minutes,

and in Western Sahara

in about three hours.

Don't tell me

you're afraid to fly.

I'm not afraid to fly.

I don't like flying.

You and my brother Matthew--

the only thing keeping him

from monopolizing

the company jet.

Once our dad died,

he went straight for

the f***ing throne.

Why are you afraid to fly?

Sorry, are you going to be

talking this whole time?

I'm certainly

paying you enough.

We have one week

to find this, Jack,

before the board meeting.

One week.

So what's your plan?

Find the culprit.

Find the gold.

This is the last place

Henry was

before they took off

with everything.

Well, it's your money.

- Of course,

I'll need a gun.

- No guns.

Well, Henry has a gun,

in case you've forgotten.

Henry didn't shoot me.

He saved my life.

We're going through

the local authorities

on this one, Jack.

Hurry up.

We're supposed to be meeting

the police chief.

I lived with him

here for months.

Looks like a dead end.

I have a few more

questions for farouk.

I'll be outside.

It's not a problem.

You're following us.

I saw you. Tell me!

Why are you following us?

Jack, let him go.

We're leaving now. Merci.

Fine.

Let's get out of here.

Hey!

Your sister is back

in Western Sahara.

She thinks

she's a detective.

I told her the authorities

were handling it.

She thinks

they missed something.

You know mave.

Well, the only thing

mave is gonna miss

is a board meeting.

Whatever she's doing,

it's costing us a fortune.

Cut her off.

Freeze her accounts.

If she has no money,

she has to come home.

F***!

They froze my accounts.

Goddamn it.

It's a good thing

you already paid me.

For what?

You'd rather just beat the sh*t

out of anyone you see.

Yeah? And you'd rather

pay them off.

Why don't you have a drink?

It doesn't matter.

Without cash, it's over.

Send the plane back.

Matthew wants to parade me

in front of the board

as a goddamn failure.

I've got nothing.

Maybe Matthew is right.

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