National Treasure: Book of Secrets Page #4
- Good. Good.
Go, go.
That's it.
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.
- Oh...
- What?
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...
Eight.
One.
Nine.
- Any luck?
- OK... 1876 was on the inscription
on the statue in Paris. Let's try that.
One.
Eight.
Seven.
Six.
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?
with the plot to assassinate Lincoln.
Uh-oh.
Mayday. Mayday. Ben, get out of there.
- Oi! Where are my detainees?
- OK, let's make some noise.
The fire alarm's gone off.
Uh-oh. God save the queen.
All units, go to action zebra.
- What's going on?
- Haven't the foggiest.
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.
This way, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you very much. Keep moving.
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.
- Riley.
- 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.
- Wilkinson.
- Stop them. Go, go, go!
- He's the one after the treasure.
- I'll drive.
We're in England.
It's a gun! Get down!
- We're trapped!
- Hang on! Keep your heads down.
Hey, who are you?
Sorry.
- Hey!
- Oi!
- Ben, they're getting closer.
- What is their problem?
Whoa!
- Go left! Go left!
- Hold on.
Turn, turn!
Watch out!
Everybody OK?
- Come on, come on.
- Danny, I want them stopped.
Look out!
Ah!
Ah!
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.
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!
- Move!
Get out of the way!
- Did I just run over a man's foot?
- Watch the people!
Go! Go! Faster!
- Right over there.
- I got them.
- 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.
- Okey-dokey.
- You can't do it?
No, I can. I just don't like
that you assume that I can.
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.
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.
"In 1527, a Spanish ship
wrecked on the Florida coast.
There were only four survivors.
One was a slave named Estebn
who saved a local tribe's dying chief.
As a reward,
he was taken to their sacred city,
Later, when Estebn 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.
- Hi, Mom.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
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