Treasure of Matecumbe Page #6

Sorry about your boat.

Bye, Miss Lauriette.

Thank you for everything.

- We really appreciate it.

- Sit down.

I'm not about to let you goslings

go traipsing off by yourselves.

If you're dead set on

getting that... treasure...

...I'm going with you.

Well... never let it be said

that Dr. Ewing T. Snodgrass

deserted his friends

in their hour of need.

We'll find it, Dr. Snodgrass.

Well, if we don't, it won't be for

lack of trying. Now, let me see.

Spangler will be watching the docks,

which means that we should proceed...

inland, with guile.

And dispatch.

Maybe I should have married that Yankee.

Bo.

Over here.

Well?

I think I seen 'em at the station

house. They left on a train.

- What'd they look like?

- Like you say.

Old man, pretty lady, two young 'uns.

One's a white boy, the other's a black.

That's them, captain.

- How long ago?

- I just come from there.

That means they're taking

the Yulee Railroad to Tampa.

They think they're gonna lose me.

- They will if we don't get after 'em.

- Relax, Catrell.

They don't know it yet,

but they just bought

themselves a one-way ticket.

That's it. Tuck it in

there, right snug, like.

Here comes Dr. Snodgrass.

We're ready to leave,

Doctor. We're ready.

Had a lengthy chat with

a Reverend Macilroy.

No persons answering the

description of Spangler and his crew

have been seen in Tampa, so our

strategy seems to be working.

Shall we leave, Doctor?

Do you wish us to settle our

account for our supplies now?

Oh, when we get to our destination.

Destina...? Oh, yes, of course.

I can manage.

- Give me a hand.

- Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am.

But I must admit, it'll be the first

trip I've made through the swamp

without having an idea

of where I was heading.

We'll tell you where you're headed

once we're through the Everglades.

Yes, ma'am, all right. Shall we leave?

- Shall we go?

- Are we ready? One, two, and in!

Oh, there's your snowy egret, Thad,

one of nature's most

beautiful creatures.

'Tis that. And them feathers'd

make you a lovely hat, missus.

They look just fine

where they are, thank you.

He was just trying to be nice.

I don't like that man.

I just don't trust him.

Lift your paddles just high

enough so as to clear the water.

It'll save your strength that way.

A little water wouldn't hurt, you know.

A little water wouldn't hurt

you none either, Mr. Skaggs.

Oh.

Oh, it's Seminole.

They're friendly enough, so

long as you don't cross 'em.

Ease off your paddles a bit.

Do you mind... Do you mind

if we stop for a moment?

I'm not as young or as

buoyant as the rest of you.

Hey, take your hands out of the

water. This is gator country.

- I don't see no gators.

- Oh, you don't? Well, they're here.

And I'll show you.

There! See 'em?

Yeah... Ooh, sit down, lad!

Sit down! You get us in that water,

we'll be lunch for the gators.

Now, if you should ever tussle

with one, get underneath him,

because a gator can't

move his lower jaw.

It's a pity some humans are

not similarly handicapped.

- I think we'd better leave, Doctor.

- Perhaps you're right.

What noise do you make

to frighten these things?

Oh, perhaps not.

There's not a breath

of air in this place.

All right, lads. Bear to

the left now. To the left.

Left? I thought south

would be in that direction.

Oh, aye, you're quite right. Very good

sense of direction you've got there.

You see, that channel plugs up about

a mile further on, so we turn left.

Ah.

Come on, pull. Let's get in here.

Let's stop there.

What for?

Well, it's the last good

watering spot for 50 miles, ma'am.

I think we'd better get

our water here, right?

- I'll help you, Mr. Skaggs.

- Thank you, Davie.

I told you I know a night

crawler when I see one.

Out of the boat, all of you.

Now, Miss High And Mighty,

I'm giving the orders around here.

Get out of there. You defile that boat.

Jump, woman! Jump!

I said jump!

Now, Master Davie, come here.

You led us a merry chase, but

now it's over, you understand?

I believe you have a map.

I lost it, but I know

where the treasure is.

Timbuktu, extreme southern...

He's only a lad!

Oh!

I intend to get that map.

He's telling the truth.

He lost it in the river.

Then why are you all here?

He knows where the gold is.

Now out with it, or I'll be forced

to do something very unpleasant

for the both of us, especially you.

He means it, Davie. You

tell him what you remember.

Where is it?

I don't know.

No!

I have a map of sorts.

I thought it wiser to commit the map

to something less fallible than memory.

Thank the Lord for that.

Whitewater Cove.

Huh. Matecumbe Key.

Here, these trees. We find

them, we find the gold.

All right, man the

boats, ours and theirs.

You're not going to leave us here?

My apologies, madam, but

if we leave you a boat,

you might just find a way out of here.

You won't starve to death, lady.

Mosquitoes'll get you long before that.

Excuse me, Doctor, but...

...you won't be needing

this now, will you?

Thank you.

Ma'am.

Careful. Don't smother

it. Don't smother it.

What are you...? Where

are you...? No! No!

No, you'd choke out here.

You'll choke out here.

They'll get into your

neck, your nose and mouth.

You won't be able to breathe.

Take that. Come on, that's better.

- Come on.

- Will this kill 'em?

- Some of them, perhaps.

But when the rain is

over, they'll be back,

and then, whatever help the smoke

was, there'll be nothing to burn.

- What's that?

Rain!

- Don't you hear nothing?

- I hear it.

Like singing!

If we don't make some noise, Charlie,

how will anyone know we're around?

- Sing along.

- Help! Help!

- Help!

- Help!

- Over here!

- Help!

- Shh!

- Help!

- Help!

- Can't you hear? Help us there!

- Help!

- Help!

Hey!

- Jim!

- Uncle Jim!

Uncle Jim! You're here! You're here!

Of course. We're in

this together, aren't we?

You all seem a little

the worse for wear.

- Where's Cooter Skaggs?

- We were abandoned by our guide.

- He was in league with Spangler.

- Spangler?

- Yeah.

- He's here?

He went to go get the

treasure. They know where it is.

- How much ahead are they?

- They left sometime this afternoon.

- Maybe we can beat 'em.

- Oh!

We've been deserted and

almost ate alive by mosquitoes

and all you care about

is that unholy gold.

You're pretty even when

you're wet and angry.

You had us thinking you were dead.

Probably dead drunk in some saloon.

And if you were alive,

why did you have us go off with

that horrible, horrible man?

You smell to high heaven.

Mosquitoes don't like it

much, either. It's an ointment.

- What did you say?

- Mosquitoes.

- They don't like it much, either.

- No, before that.

I said you're pretty.

I've been meaning to tell you

that ever since I first saw you.

But I had a rope around my neck and...

Are we ready now?

When I got to Tampa, I beat the bushes

till I found my old friend Charlie.

Then Charlie and I picked up the same

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