Everyone ready to continue through the tunnel?

Mike: Don't look like we have much choice.

Peter: I hope we find this treasure soon..

Davy: Better be soon.

Micky: Of course we will! I have the map!

(We open with the sound of rushing water. Peter enters another tunnel first...but he stops suddenly. Everyone stops behind him...and peeks out from his back as the camera pulls out and reveals a beautiful little waterfall splashing into a pond.)

Peter: Wow! Look at this!

Mike: Damn. An underground spring.

Davy: This is beautiful.

Peter: (They all step out, the animals following behind them) Look at this! (He steps into the pool) It's a little slimy, but not bad.

Mike: (He takes his boots off and does, too) Feels nice.

Peter: It's hard to believe this is right under the beach!

Mike: Hey Mick, for all we know, it could be under your house. The restaurant isn't far from there.

Micky: Maybe it is.

Mike: (Looks up as the four boys splash around in the pool) Hey, what's that? Do you hear voices?

Peter: (Frowns) I don't hear anything.

Davy: Me neither.

Mike: Maybe we ought to stand back. (He pushes the other guys to the rocks next to the waterfall.)

(We do, in fact, hear voices. They come closer, and closer...until the four girls and a few more animals emerge. Lauren has a handful of tools.)

Mike: Em! (The guys all dart out of the rocks as best they can) What are you guys doin' down here?

Emma: Warning you.

Mike: Warnin' us?

Emma: You guys are in trouble. There's loony antiquities thieves after this treasure...and by extension, you guys.

Mike: So that's who those idiots up there are.

Peter: But how did you find us? You don't have a map!

Valerie: It was easy to follow you. You left a trail that's better than bread crumbs.

Micky: We didn't leave a trail!

Lauren: You've been dropping tools and other assorted things from your bottomless bag.

Mike: Micky!

Valerie: We followed your footprints, not to mention the rope you left behind in the closet entrance. You did a very poor job of following your tracks.

Mike: We didn't think we had a reason to cover our tracks!

Peter: Did you see Dr. Brandon or his assistants up there? We were separated.

Emma: No, we didn't. We only saw the Mortons.

Mike: The thieves are here?

Emma: Oh, they're very much here. That's why we have to get moving.

Valerie: We saw a huge high-speed chase in Malibu Beach when we were at Millie's. There were bullets flying and people running around. Turns out they were chasing art thieves who had shot two guards and stole pirate antiques from a private collection.

Peter: And those are the people we saw at the restaurant.

Mike: That would explain the crates.

Peter: (Turns to Micky) I hope they didn't notice the holes in the doors. The men didn't strike me as all that bright, but the mother might have.

Mike: Mick, speakin' of, maybe we ought to have another look at the map an' see where we're goin' next.

Micky: *Pulls out the map* Here you go.

Mike: (Looks at the map) Hmm. Says we need to follow that (points to a cave to their right) tunnel, and that there's more booby traps ahead, basically.

Emma: This place is booby trapped?

Mike: Black Patch Harry was a pirate, Em. Do you think he really wanted anyone to get to his treasure?

Emma: (Sighs) I guess he wouldn't have made it easy.

Mike: Easy ain't fun. Come on, guys.

(The boys put their shoes on and retrieve their things. Everyone follows Mike back into the dark tunnel. Cut to the tunnel again. Everyone has flashlights now.)

Emma: How long do you think this cave is?

Mike: I have no way of knowin', Em...ouch! (He runs into something solid. Emma shines her light on the wall, revealing a solid rock wall with holes dug into it.)

Valerie: Great. It's a dead end.

Peter: Maybe the map was wrong.

Mike: No, this is the way it said to go...

(While Peter, Mike, and Valerie check the map, the others kneel on the ground.)

Emma: (Picks up a shiny rock) Hey, look at this pretty rock! It looks like a Chinese Checkers marble. (She tosses it.) I wonder if you could actually play Chinese Checkers with it? (She picks up the marble and turns to the wall behind her, ignoring Mike, Peter, and Valerie arguing.) Hey, Lauren? Look at this! (She sticks a marble in a hole) It fits perfectly!

Valerie: Huh? (She picks up another marble) Oh my, she's right!

Emma: (Picks up another) It looks like it's going in a circular pattern.

Lauren: That's interesting...

Emma: Come on! I think it's some kind of puzzle. (She and Valerie push more marbles into the holes.)

Valerie: Whoa! (She pulls back after putting a marble into a hole in the middle; we hear a rumble) Ok, guys. Don't put a marble into any of the holes in the middle. The wall doesn't like it.

Daphne: Point taken.

Mike: (He hands the map back to Micky as he and Peter joins the others) Hey, guys, what's going on?

Emma: We're figuring out a puzzle.

Mike: Ok... (He puts a marble in a center hole...and we hear another rumble. Emma grabs his hand and pulls the marble out)

Emma: Don't put them in the middle! The wall doesn't like it.

Mike: Um, yeah. (They all put the marbles in the wall. All eight finally step back to reveal the the pattern of two rings around the center holes, then two lines leading to the holes in the middle. The moment Mike puts the last marble in, the wall just seems to move away on ancient hinges to reveal another set of caves.)

Peter: We did it!

Mike: (Grins at Emma) Nice work, darlin'.

Emma: No, we all did it.

Valerie: We really do work well as a team.

Mike: You know, I wonder what would have happened if we'd put a marble in the middle

Valerie: Something noisy, from what we heard.

Micky: Let’s find out. *Sticks a marble in the middle.*

Lauren: Miiiiick!

Mike: (As we hear rumbling and rocks falling) Micky, you idiot!

Emma: Duck! (Everyone ducks away as fast as they can, just barely missing a shower of falling rocks.)

Peter: (As they look up through the haze of dust) Is everyone ok?

Valerie: (Coughs) I'm fine.

Mike: (He and Emma are behind a rock) I think we're all right.

Davy: *He and Daphne appear* We're okay.

Micky: *He and Lauren pop up* We're fine.

Mike: Well, Mick, now you know that when the cave says to not put a marble in the hole, it means "don't put a marble in the hole, or we WILL drop rocks on you."

Peter: (His eyes widen; he turns green) Oh God... (He points to behind a very large rock) Um, I just found out why Clarence Jeffries never made it out of this cave...

Valerie: What is it, hon... (She gasps before she can finish. The others join her in front of the huge rock. They find what looks like a skeleton and part of an old overcoat and trousers. A wallet that still looks full lays behind him, along with scattered tools and gear.)

Mike: Holy SHIT!

Emma: (Gulps) We...we don't know for sure that it's him.

Mike: Someone check the wallet!

Peter: There's parts of another skeleton under a rock, too...but there's no head!

(Valerie gulps and turns to Peter, who holds her as they look away from the gruesome sight.)

Mike: Micky or Davy, you get the wallet. If you find anything good in there, you can keep it, includin' money. If this guy is dead, he ain't gonna collect.

Peter: Michael, how could you say that?

Mike: It ain't like he can complain!

Emma: This...this is crazy. It's got to be sacreligious, or something!

Mike: Em, I don't think he can attack us.

Peter: I'm not touching anything near that skeleton.

(Mike makes a face as Micky leans over and picks up the wallet, Davy kneeling down with him.)

Mike: Does he have any ID?

Micky: *Opens the wallet* Clarence Jeffries.

Mike: Figures.

Peter: I don’t feel well.

Emma: Oh, that's wonderful. Has it ever occurred to you that all of the professional treasure hunters are currently missing...and none of them are down here? Does anyone have any ideas on how to get out of here?

Valerie: And according to what we've read, Jeffries was supposed to be a professional, and look what happened to him!

Mike: Yeah, well, he probably didn't have powers.

Emma: Honey, our powers do not make us invincible.

Peter: Let's get the map and get out of here!

Mike: (Nods) The rocks have cleared the path a little. (Mutters and rubs his chest) Although I wish I could say the same for my stomach. (Sees Micky pull a couple of plastic-covered cards out of the wallet) Find anything you like?

Micky: I'm keeping the baseball cards.

Mike: Go right ahead... (looks over Micky's shoulder) Wow, Ted Williams, Lou Gerig...and they're in pretty good shape for bein' in a cave for 40 years, thanks to the plastic. Ol' Jeffries didn't know his treasure huntin', but he sure knew his collectin'.

Peter: That may be a better treasure than anything we find in the cave.

Valerie: Speaking of the cave, I agree with my husband. Let's get going, before these rocks become even less stable.

(They make flashlights appear or take them out of bags and move on as we fade out on them.)

(Fade in on the restaurant. Ma Morton and her two sons enter again. Ma Morton dusts herself off.)

Ma Morton: I told you two not to be so rough on the guy! He's a respected scientist! Why'd ya have to go and bop him on the head n' knock him out?

Louis: Sorry, Ma! He wouldn't tell us where the others went!

Ma Morton: I know I saw other treasure hunters with them! They ain't gettin' their hands on my treasure! I've been wantin' that treasure, ever since I got to Californy.

Louis: It was Telly's fault, anyway! He's the one who knocked the guy off his chair!

Telly: I didn't hit him that hard!

Louis: Yes, yous did! You hit him so hard, he went flyin' off the chair an' hit his head, and now he can't talk no more!

Ma Morton: Boys, boys! We need to find out where the other guys went!

Louis: (Ignores his mother) You dope! We had to leave him behind to recover his mind!

Ma Morton: Boys! Enough!

*Telly swings a fist at his brother's jaw.*

(Louis swings back, and pretty soon, both men are engaged in fisticuffs, knocking each other across the dusty furniture.)

Ma Morton: Boys, cut that out! (She's about to break them up when she steps on something; she looks down and picks up the doubloon) Hello, what's this? (Bites it) Damn, it's authentic!

(She heads into the bathroom hallway. Her eyes widen when she sees the closet door open, then narrows. She storms back into the main room and finally gets between her fighting sons.)

Ma Morton: Ok, you two, which one of you dim bulbs left the closet door with the loot open?

Louis: Weren't me, Ma! I had it shut tight when we left!

Ma Morton: Well, it ain't shut now! (She leads them into the hall and shows them the open door.)

Louis: (Looks in the door) But the crates are still there. Someone just moved them! They ain't even open!

Telly: Hey! There's a hole in the floor here!

Louis: There is? No shit!

Ma Morton: (She pushes the boys away) This must be the entrance! (She points to dusty footprints next to the hole) Looks like someone got here way before us.

Louis: (He peers in the hole) Looks scary down there. Do ya think we should go in?

Ma Morton: (Pulls a gun out of her back pocket) This says you're goin'. (Points it at Telly) You too. I worked too hard to get this treasure. You ain't backin' out on me now.

Louis: Ok, Ma. You don't needa get ugly. (He jumps in)

*Telly goes next.*

(Ma follows him, still holding the gun and with the doubloon in her pocket, as the camera fades out on the crates and the hole.)