Treasure Hounds Page #4

heist, you bring a flashlight.

It's the rules of the street.

It's daytime, Fred.

[panicked mutters]

Shh!

They're gonna hear us!

No kidding, swine monkey!

- Is that a compliment?

- Yeeeee, no.

Do you know the

title of the book?

Uh, it was Travel

World or Book or...

- I don't know.

- OK. Let's split up.

OK, boy, time to put that

nose of yours to work.

See if you can sniff out

Grandpop's scent in this place.

[sniffing] Well, this whole

place smells like Grandpops.

And that's not a good thing.

"How to Become a Mime

in Ten Easy Steps."

Hey, Twyla! I think I found

a book you might like!

If it's about mimes,

you're not funny.

[chuckles]

Oh, baby.

"The Single Man's

Buttocks Work Out."

"Have a great butt in 90 days."

[flashlight honks]

"The Super Duper

World of Adventure."

Hey, Jack!

Jack, I've got something here about

Super Duper World of Adventure.

Is that it?

Yeah, that's the book!

Nice job!

Oh, no, that's bad.

That's very bad.

Call them, call them.

That's a good idea.

Hey, guys, I think

I found the book.

"Single Man's

Buttocks Workout."

- Yeah.

- Why do you have that?

No reason.

Twyla, Twyla.

I deleted Twyla.

Quick. We go.

[phone ringing]

Ooh, it's Jennifer.

There's somebody

in there with you.

Yeah, I know. Jack and Twyla

are in here with me.

Jennifer sure is pretty,

but she's not that smart.

I know, you monkey, OK?

There are two guys,

I just saw them in the window.

You'll have to call her back.

Hello, kiddies.

- The book, please.

- Uh, who are you?

Never mind who we are.

The important thing

is what we want.

The book. Now.

You. Little goth girl.

I love your whole look,

by the way.

Thank you. No one ever

compliments my style.

Oh, it's exquisite.

Pleasantries are concluded.

The book. Now.

Not a chance!

Show them we mean business.

You got it, Gunther.

Please don't hurt me,

I bruise easily.

Do it.

- Do what?

- Fool.

Give him a wedgie, like the

bullies probably gave you

when you were a sad

little schoolboy.

Sorry about this, kid.

It's OK, I get

them all the time.

- I'll take that.

- Good boy, Skipper. Run!

You handle the kids,

I'll get the dog!

Got it! Come here!

[gasps]

Who turned out the lights?!

The lights are out

and I'm scared.

Gunther? Gunther?

Where are you?

[clanging]

[groans]

[panting]

Gunther?

I'm gonna get you kids!

Meddling little...

I got you.

I can hear you out there.

Hiyah!

Come on, you wanna fight?

Let's go!

I've got you now!

Aawaaaah!

You puny-brained

little animal!

Puny brained? Who are you

callin' puny-brained?

[laughs]

You are trapped.

And this is why you are on

the bottom of the food chain

and I am on the top.

Yeah, yeah.

Top of the food chain.

Gunther!

Gunther, help me!

Whoa, what was that?

That was one of them kids.

I got you now!

Higaah!

Woooah! Yah!

I smell kids.

[sniffs]

- I got you.

- The book, please.

[whining]

Oh, are you sad? Huh?

Boo hoo, I lost.

[Skipper] Oh, this

is so humiliating.

- The book.

- Oh, OK.

I give up. You win.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

[laughs]

The day is ours, Ronnie!

I have liberated the book

from that puny-brained animal!

Where's the German guy?

He has the book.

[chuckles]

I got it right here.

I switched the books.

Ha! I got you now, you kids!

- [toy squeaks]

- Aaaah!

[banging and crashing]

[groaning]

[moaning]

[Ronnie] What happened?

That was a lot of stairs.

Ronnie!

What have they done to you?

It's OK, buddy.

I have the book!

Ha.

"Single Man's

Buttocks Workouts!"

Why would Grandpops read this

to a little boy?

I've been outsmarted

by a canine!

Haha!

You got that right!

[crunching]

[screams]

It doesn't taste like schnitzel.

[sirens wailing]

[tires screech]

[officer] OK, kids.

Hold it right there.

Hello, officer!

OK, if anyone asks

I'm Fido McSniffy.

[groaning]

[clanging]

- [Gunther] Ronnie!

- [Ronnie] Gunther!

What happened? My head is

swollen and I can't see!

Shh!

The cops have showed up.

The kids must have

triggered the alarm.

I can't go back to prison.

You can't let them take me!

[globe gongs]

Oh! Oh, oh, I hit

the mother country!

I'm so sorry, Germany!

[smooches]

Yes, ah, Berlin.

Come on! We must go!

Come on.

Stupid dog. My hind quarters

are in a great deal of pain.

[clanging]

No!

[banging]

No. This way. Come on.

Come on, grab my jacket.

Follow me.

Like a conga line.

What is that?

What is she holding?

That, my friend, is an M387

World War I 37mm shell case.

Also known as the

pom pom in France.

The problem is it's

covered in grease.

That thing is filthy!

[Chauncey] It was

discovered in Greece?

[Skipper] No, not Greece.

France. Weren't you listening?

- Yeah, look, there you go.

- What were you thinking?

There's the grease. See?

It's all over her hands.

- Um.

- Um?

That's all you have

to say for yourself?

But Mom, if we find Grandpop's

treasure, we'll be fine.

We won't ever have

to worry again.

[chuckles] Wait, wait.

I'm the new kid here.

Uh, but are you guys seriously

looking for treasure?

Yes.

Seriously.

Like when we were kids

and we used to play pirates?

No. Real treasure.

- What's going on?

- Jack and the kids broke into the store,

got busted by the 5-0.

- I'm bored already.

- Ugh, cats.

OK, Jack. I hate to have to

tell you this but

your grandfather was a

little on the crazy side.

But why would he go

to all the trouble to...

To hide the...

[snickers]

Look, sometimes lonely old

people do nutty things.

[all snickering]

This is hardly a

laughing matter, Jack.

[all giggling]

Uh, Kim, you got a little something

just underneath your, uh,

just above your lip there.

- What am I gonna do with you?

- But Mom, this is our chance.

- Stop laughing!

- [kids giggling]

We could get enough money

to move back to the city

and leave this stupid town!

Oh, no you didn't.

Stupid town?

Wait, Twyla, I didn't

mean it that way.

Whatever.

Come on, Fred.

Let's go home.

Do you need a ride home?

We can walk.

Come on, Fred.

It was nice talking on

the phone earlier, Jennifer.

Ugh.

Young lady, will you

please hold onto this for me?

Yes, ma'am.

And no matter

how much Jack begs

do not give that back to him.

I am tired of all this

treasure nonsense.

- But Mom...

- Enough, Jack.

I'll deal with you once

you've walked Jennifer home.

[Chauncey] Ugh, I can't look.

Does she still have that

stuff all over her face?

Yes. Yeah, she does.

[Gunther]

I hope you're proud, Ronnie.

Bested by a small dog

and a cheap globe.

Oh, yeah?

Well, at least I'm not the one

that lost a game of

keep away to three kids.

I would have

triumphed in keep away

if I had not had to babysit a

jabbering nincompoop like you.

I don't even know why you

were hired to assist me

on this endeavor

in the first place.

Well, neither do I.

I just got a call out of nowhere

to go help this

weird German guy.

You dare call me weird?

You are a mindless worm crawling

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