National Treasure: Book of Secrets

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.

- It's a coded message.

- 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.

Whoa.

...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.

I'll take care not to

give up my hold on poor De Boots

till I am quite sure of the American.

Ah, that's my own girl.

Augusta, dear, to your room.

...to turn you inside out, old

gal, you sockdologizing old man-trap.

Sic semper tyrannis!

Temples.

Gold.

Cibola? This is a treasure map.

KGC? You're Knights of the

Golden Circle. You're a traitor.

You're all traitors.

- President Lincoln's been shot!

- Everybody, out! All of you!

Killer's on the loose!

I'd much appreciate it if you'd finish

deciphering that code now.

- Dad!

- The war is over.

No!

- No!

- No!

You're wrong about that.

The war has only just begun!

Charles.

The debt that all men... men pay.

The debt that all men p...

Dad! No, please!

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.

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.

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.

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."

- "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?

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.

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.

I can't believe

you have to break into your own house.

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.

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...

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.

That's not Abigail's car.

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!

What happens if kids

don't find all the eggs?

Wow. You work in a museum,

and you live in one.

Pretty much.

What clever repartee.

She must like him.

All right, let me give you

a tour of the house.

- OK.

- 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?

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.

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