Treasure Hounds Page #7

get a chance later.

- Well, I'm...

- Just go in here.

I'm the one who's sorry.

I was just as stuck

up as you were.

It's not your fault,

you made new friends.

Yeah, but I shouldn't

have let them tell me

who I can be friends with.

- And I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, too.

And by the way, I think

you look really cool.

Thank you.

And you dress really nice, too.

- I know.

- See, that is so nice.

You know, I just

reconnected with my brother

so I know exactly what

you're going through.

[groans]

I was being nice!

[shrieks]

[growls]

[yells]

You've got nothing!

What do you have?

[yelling]

Ahhhh.

Cat-like reflexes.

Get that out of my house!

[groans]

That is enough!

I got you now.

[chuckling maniacally]

[shrieking]

No, no, no, no, no!

[groaning]

Oh, I'm so pretty.

[coughs]

You didn't even give me a

chance to stretch my hamstrings!

Now for the creme de la creme.

Marbles?

You think these are

going to defeat me?

You are not as smart...

[groaning]

[laughing]

[all] Are you guys OK?

- We're fine.

- Are you good?

Yeah. Let's get out of here, OK?

I have the clue.

- OK, let's go.

- Let's go.

Enough!

[Skipper] Oh, hey kids.

[groaning]

What happened to you?

Gunther?

I don't wish to talk about it.

- Ronnie.

- I... I went for a little ride.

Oh, those monsters.

And the treasure?

It turns out it

was another clue.

[grunts]

Grandpops proves to be

a wily opponent,

even from beyond the grave.

Sounds like a buffoon.

[Ronnie chuckles]

The game is over, kinders.

The papers.

Give us the papers.

- I don't have it.

- Vat?

I mean, what?

My accent is rubbing

off on you, bro.

[laughs]

- I have it.

- Don't give it to her.

If you want to get

your little doggie back,

you will give me the papers.

[chuckling]

Skipper, are you OK, boy?

[Skipper] Well, she smelled

a little but I'm fine.

Now, we leave.

Yeah.

[laughing manically]

Ha, ha!

We win again, losers!

[giggles]

[all laughing]

We have it.

- Just one second.

- I can't reach it.

Can you reach it for me?

Very economical!

[horn honks]

- Ha!

- Ha!

[Ronnie] To the right!

I mean left.

- Are you OK, Skipper?

- Yeah, I'm fine, Jack.

- Thanks.

- OK.

It'll take them a while

to figure out the clue

so if we haul tail then

we can get there first.

What was that gibberish?

Go to the home of

the clapping hands?

What does that even mean?

Follow me.

[tires screech]

[groaning]

All we have to do is find this home

of the clapping hands and we're rich!

- Oh, yes!

- [laughing] Yeah!

So where do you suppose

this place could be?

Home of the clapping pants?

- Hands!

- What?

Hands.

Your accent is

so strong, Mama.

Ya.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I give you the home

of clapping hands.

[Twyla] The theater!

Oh, I get it. Applause.

[Skipper] Hey, it's

pretty dark in here.

Hey, guys, someone

should probably see

if they can get

these lights to work.

[Twyla] Let me see if I

can get the lights to work.

[Skipper] Oh, thanks.

Thanks, Twyla, you're a peach.

Ah, there you go.

That's better.

So this must be the

home of clapping hands.

Clapping hands must

mean the audience, right?

So the clue must

be in the seats?

- Let's spread out and find it.

- Yeah.

Someone's here.

The mannequin hand

factory was a bust.

This is the only other place

where there would

be clapping hands.

[Ronnie] What about a

flamenco dance studio?

[Gunther]

That's a good one, bro.

- Hide!

- [Gunther] Yes, absolutely.

I'll just hide back here.

They'll never spot me here.

Thank you.

Search the theater!

And if by chance those kids

appear, you know what to do.

- Um...

- [growls]

You know what to do.

- Oh, oh, oh!

- Well, I...

[speaks German]

- Oh, oh, oh!

- Ya?

We take the treasure from 'em!

- That's right!

- Yes!

Sweet, sweet Ronnie.

Shh...

Now, go!

Pardon me. [chuckles]

"The Cameraman and the

Sneaky German Reporter Lady?"

Grandpops.

[phone alerts]

It's Jack.

- He found another clue.

- OK!

Oh, someone's there!

We should hide.

Hm.

[cymbal clangs]

Ah-hah!

I got you now!

Up you get.

After you, ladies.

[chuckling]

To the right!

I mean left.

[phone alerts]

Oh, sweet, Jack

found something.

Geez, impatient much?

Well, he has a point.

Gunten-hello, little boy.

Get on there.

Come on, right there.

[laughs]

There's no running.

Come on.

[machine powers on]

Well, well, well, young man.

Looks like you have the treasure

and we have your friends.

OK, these kids are in trouble.

I've gotta do something.

[chuckles]

I will give you to the count

of drei to give it to us.

I've got to do something.

Don't get excited,

don't get excited.

Be calm.

Don't wanna fall asleep.

Eins, two. Drei!

[power shuts down]

Uh...

[bright music]

[distorted voice]

Let my friends go.

[normal voice] Whoa.

[distorted voice]

This is so cool.

[normal voice] Bow.

[distorted voice] Bow.

[normal voice] Fred.

[distorted voice]

I am your father.

I have a very particular

set of skills.

OK, enough, kid.

I think you're milking

this a little too much.

I won't let them go 'til

you give me the treasure!

You're making a big mistake.

We have your friends.

[distorted voice]

This is your last warning.

- Who are you to warn us?

- Yeah.

OK.

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Duck!

[groans]

[smoke hissing]

Oh, you come back!

- Ronnie!

- Ronnie!

Ronnie!

[high-pitched feedback buzzing]

Gunther!

[groans]

[screams]

Oh, boy. Oh, boy, I gotta,

I gotta do something.

Man, that smoke looks dangerous.

My eyes!

[moaning]

I'm coming! I'm coming!

OK, here we go!

Three, two, one.

[moaning]

Are you guys OK?

- Yeah, yeah, we're OK.

- We're fine, we're fine.

- Where's the treasure?

- Right here.

- A poster?

- The treasure is a poster?

- It's another clue, isn't it?

- I guess you could say that.

Not so fast.

Whatever that is, give it to us.

Or else what?

Skipper!

It appears the dog does not

do too well with the smoke.

- Let him go!

- Not until you give us that clue!

OK.

But first, one more thing.

And what would that be?

He called me.

[police radio chattering]

[groans] Darn it.

[sighs] Not again.

I did not see this one coming.

[squealing]

Oh, buddy, are you OK?

- Come on, Skipper, wake up.

- Skipper, please.

- Oh, buddy.

- I'm so sorry.

I didn't realize the

smoke would hurt you.

Come on. You don't want to miss us

finding the treasure, do you, pal?

Oh, Jack.

[farts]

Oh, hey!

- Skipper!

- [Skipper] Did I save the day?

I did, I saved the day.

Didn't I, huh?

- I didn't?

- You're OK!

[Skipper] I slept.

Did I fell asleep?

I did? I'm sorry.

You kids should have

told me about those guys.

They had Skipper.

Who knows what they

could have done to him.

Oh, I think Skipper

can take care of himself.

[Skipper]

Oh, I think old Skipper

knows how to take

care of himself.

- So, let's see the clue.

- Yes, come on.

- Let's see it, come on.

- I wanna see it.

I remember Grandpops

telling me about this!

He said it was a huge hit!

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