Is everyone ready to continue treasure hunting?

Mike: At this point, we either do that or become buried in this cave.

Peter: Yes.

Davy: I am.

Micky: Ready here!

(We open in the cave. We see the boys' bags lumped into the center of a series of caves that branch off in several directions. Mike emerges from the one to the right, refreshed. He stretches his arms and sighs.)

Mike: Man, I needed that pit stop. (Looks over his shoulder) You boys' done in the men's room?

Peter: (Off-camera) Just about!

Micky: *Appears* I'm here.

Davy: *Off-camera* Be right out!

Mike: (As Peter emerges) Good work findin' these caves, man. I really needed to go.

Peter: Well, we had to heed the call of nature some time.

Davy: *Comes out* All set, mates.

Emma: (She and the girls emerge) We're ready.

Valerie: You know, with the dim lights and everything, this is almost kind of romantic, in a weird way. (She gives Peter a kiss)

Peter: Yeah... (He kisses her further.)

Mike: Ok, you guys. We've gotta get goin'. (He nods at Micky) The map, oh great navigator?

Micky: *Hands it over* Here you go.

Mike: (He nods and reads) Ok, we're in the right place, but... (frowns and points to a bare wall blocked by a small boulder) looks like we've gotta go that way.

Peter: I don't see any puzzles this time. I guess we'll just have to move it.

Emma: Maybe we ought to be careful. Every single rock we touch in this demented fun house seems to be the spring board for another booby trap!

Peter: Micky, do you have anything that could move or break the rock without causing any harm to us or what's back there?

Micky: *Pulls something small out of the bag* Spot dynamite.

Mike: That'll do it.

Peter: I hope there isn't anything living back there.

Mike: If anyone else was wanderin' around down here, they'd be in the same condition as Clarence Jeffries by now.

*Micky places the dynamite. Everyone backs away, just to be safe. Micky sets off the explosive, which works as it should. However, a couple dozen bats fly from the opening!*

Valerie: Eeeeek! Rabies!

Emma: (Covers herself) Grab the bags and run for cover!

Mike: (Grabs his bag) Shit!

Peter: I don't think they have rabies, but I doubt they're happy, either!

Davy: Run!

(Daphne's the last to go. She looks up...and hears voices. She runs over to Davy, pointing to the cave above them.)

Daphne: It's the Mortons!

Mike: Shit!

Louis: (As they climb awkwardly down the rope) Hey, you's the guys we saw upstairs!

Telly: An' they got dames, too!

Ma Morton: They must be the assistants of that scholar who is after our treasure! Get movin'!

Mike: Move it, everybody! (A gunshot rings through the caves, sending more bats into a frenzy.) Those idiots are armed!

Valerie: Watch out! (She stops suddenly when we hear rushing water. Everyone runs into her. Peter has to grab her arm to keep her from falling over. The camera pans in front of the group to reveal a rushing river with a rickety rope-and-logs bridge over it.)

Peter: God, I hate these.

Valerie: We're not walking on that. It'll probably fall out from under us the moment we put a toe on it!

Mike: (As we hear gunfire and New York accents) I don't think it matters right now!

Valerie: Well...I guess I'll go first. (She steps onto the slippery bridge carefully, clutching the rope bridge for dear life)

Peter: I'm right behind you, honey. (He goes after her)

Mike: Maybe we ought to go two by two. It'll take longer, but I really don't think that bridge could support all of our weight.

Valerie: (Squeals as she clutches the rope) Peter, hold on to me!

Peter: I have you, honey.

Mike: (We hear gunshots getting closer as Peter and Valerie get across) Mick, Lauren, you go next. Then Dave and Daph, then Em n' me.

Micky: Hop onto my back! *Lauren does so. Micky starts to cross*

Mike: Good work, Mick! Davy, Daph, go! We're right behind you!

Ma Morton: (Off-camera) Get movin', you nitwits!

Telly and Louis: Ok, Ma!

Emma: Hurry!

(Micky and Lauren get off the bridge, and Davy and Daphne get on. Daphne takes Davy's hand.)

Davy: Careful, luv...

Emma: (Ducks a gunshot) Come on, honey! (Grabs Mike's hand and pulls him onto the bridge.)

Mike: (Looks up as we hear the sound of water rising) The water's movin' faster!

Emma: (She holds Mike's hand) Hold on, honey!

(Daphne and Davy finally help Mike and Emma onto the other side...just as we hear gunshots! The group ducks as the Mortons arrive.)

Ma Morton: It's you! (Points to Emma) I thought we saw you girls when we came in! You're after our treasure!

Mike: You're after a treasure that legally belongs to the state!

*Micky pulls a vial from his bag and pours it onto the bridge.*

Peter: Guys, come on! (As they hurry, Emma grabbing Mike's arm before he can protest) Mick, what did you just put on the bridge?

Micky: Oh just a little something to make it even more difficult to cross.

Peter: Goo?

Micky: Not quite.

Mike: (He looks over his shoulder and grins as Louis and Telly slip off the bridge and fall into the rushing water; their mother is helping them out) Couldn't happen to a nicer bunch of criminals.

Peter: (He walks over to the skeleton-like rocks in front of them) This is the end of the line...

Mike: No, it ain't. (He points to a set of pots covered with skins, then turns over the map to reveal notes) It looks like our buddy Black Patch Harry was a fellow musician.

Micky: Groovy!

Peter: We have to play the notes to move to the next cave.

Mike: Yeah.

Emma: Why don't we all do it?

Mike: (Nods) Ol' Harry didn't say anythin' 'bout this bein' a solo effort.

(Mike concentrates. Tambourines, guitars, and basses appear.)

Mike: Anyone who can't play a guitar, grab a tambourine. Micky, you're gonna need sticks.

(Valerie, Emma, Davy, and Lauren get tambourines. Mike, Daphne, and Peter take guitars and basses.)

(We launch into "Take a Giant Step" as everyone plays along with the notes. However, the noise the drums make, coupled with an occasional sour note, causes the rock to crumble away under the group!)

Mike: Look out! (He grabs Emma as the stone crumbles a little)

Valerie: (Looks over her shoulder; we see Ma Morton pulling her boys from the river) They're coming, guys!

Peter: (Points to part of the wall, which is moving little by little) The wall's opening! We're doing it right!

Mike: (As the ground crumbles and Peter lunges for him) Guys, careful! If we don't play this right, we're gonna end up bein' musical pancakes!

Ma Morton: (She and her sons are inching along what remains of the wall) We're comin', you little brats!

*Micky plays some notes, and the wall finishes opening.*

Mike: (Makes his guitar disappear quickly as we hear more gunshots) Guys, move!

Louis: (His brother holds the gun) What did you do that for?

Telly: I was tryin' to pick 'em off!

Louis: You scared 'em away!

Ma Morton: Shut up, you two!

Mike: (As the others make their instruments disappear) Come on! (He pushes everyone towards another cave. There's a gap between the next cave and the one they're in.)

Emma: (Grabs a vine) Ok, guys. I think anyone who's ever seen a "Tarzan" movie can figure this one out.

Mike: No shit. (He takes Emma and her vine, and they swing across.)

Valerie: (Kisses Peter as he grabs her) Good luck, honey! (They swing across...and Peter looks thoroughly dazed when they arrive on the other side. Valerie's amused.)

*Micky and Davy grab their girls and swing them across.*

Mike: Let's go...ahhhh! (He goes, all right...over a waterfall.)

Emma: What the hell. (She joins him)

Peter: (Takes Valerie's hand) Up for a swim?

Valerie: (Sighs) I knew I shouldn't have had my hair done yesterday. (They follow Emma)

*The other four follow after them.*

(We get a quick shot of everyone going over the falls and into a large pool of water. Mike's the first one to emerge, followed by Emma. They grab each other, grinning.)

Mike and Emma: (In unison) We're alive!

Peter: (Hugs Valerie) Oh...oh honey, we're ok...

Mike: Is everyone here?

Peter: We're here!

Mike: Man, that was some ride!

Valerie: (As the others emerge; points behind her in awe) Guys, look!

Emma: (Her eyes widen) By George, I think we've found it!

Peter: Oh wow...

(The camera moves across the blue water of the huge cave...to reveal a still-floating pirate ship. It's weathered and battered, and the sails are gone, but it's there.)

Mike: Holy cow.