National Treasure: Book of Secrets Page #3

Let me get there.

It's not as easy as it looks.

No. Believe me, I understand.

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.

Montesquieu, yeah. "A government

should be set up so that..."

"...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?

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?

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.

Voil. 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.

OK?

- Nice helicopter. Is that yours?

- Yes, actually. It is.

- OK, so you get the ticket.

- 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?

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.

- 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?

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.

- 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.

Wow.

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.

- Ben.

- Abigail.

- What's she doing here?

- What're you doing?

Your dad called me.

Said your next clue was here.

- She's really there?

- Ben...

- 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.

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!

- 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.

- 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.

- 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.

- 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?

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.

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.

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.

- No.

- Don't let her go.

Abigail...

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.

OK, now turn left.

- Dead end.

- I mean right. Go right.

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

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