National Treasure: Book of Secrets

INDISTINCT CHATTER

MAN: He's in the other room.

Are you Thomas Gates?

Yes.

We got something that we'd like you to take a look at.

I hear you're quite good with puzzles and riddles.

It's a coded message.

It's a playfair cipher.

A playfair cipher?

Can you decode it?

A cipher's impossible to decode without the key.

What do you mean by a key?

A keyword or phrase.

I believe what you need is right there.

It'll take some time.

Go on. I'll take your diary.

I'll meet up with you later.

MAN: Calculate the distance and you're sure to hit the mark

in just about most things as well as shootin'.

LAUGHTER

Ready to pour out all over you like apple sass over roast pork.

LAUGHTER

WOMAN: ..Till I am quite sure of the American.

WOMAN: Ah, that's my own girl.

LAUGHTER

Augusta, dear, to your room.

MAN: To turn you inside out, old gal,

you sockdologising old man-trap!

GUNSHOT AND SCREAMING

AUDIENCE SHRIEKS

Sic semper tyrannis!

HORSE NEIGHS

Temples.

Gold. Cibola...

This is a treasure map.

KGC? You're Knights of the Golden Circle.

You're a traitor.

You're all traitors.

MAN: President Lincoln's been shot!

Everybody out! All of you!

The killer's on the loose!

I'd much appreciate it

if you'd finish deciphering that code now.

GLASS SHATTERS, SHOUTING

-Dad!

-The war is over.

No!

No!

No!

You're wrong about that.

The war has only just begun!

(GASPING) Charles. The debt that all men...men pay.

The debt that all men p...(STAMMERS)

Dad! No, please!

(SOBBING) Come back. It's not fair.

Help! Somebody help, please!

So, recapping,

the Knights of the Golden Circle

was a southern extremist group

operating in the north to subvert union forces.

Had Thomas not burned the legendary missing pages

from the Booth diary,

the killers may have found a vast treasure of gold,

and the union may well have lost the civil war.

Thank you.

APPLAUSE

I'd like to thank Ben and Patrick Gates...

Thank you. Thank you very much.

..and say what a wonderful addition Thomas Gates is

-To our civilian heroes exhibit.

-Thank you.

Thank you, Dr Nichols.

I only wish my grandfather had been here to see this wonderful day.

Excuse me. I have a question I'd like to ask.

What do you think ever happened to that Booth diary page

-that was pulled out of the fire?

-We may never know.

Perhaps.

Perhaps not.

AUDIENCE MURMURS

You see, I have one of those great-great-granddaddies, just like you,

way up in my family tree.

Name of Silas Wilkinson.

He used to tell a story about the night Lincoln was shot.

As Silas tells it,

Booth didn't seek out Thomas Gates

regarding the treasure map that night.

It was Thomas who called the meeting.

A meeting to plan the assassination of Lincoln.

-How absurd.

-That's a lie!

AUDIENCE MURMURS

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you...

one of the missing pages

from the infamous diary of John Wilkes Booth,

with the name Thomas Gates written on a list

along with all the other killers.

And Latin?

Booth was a student of Latin.

He shouted, "sic semper tyrannis" after he shot Lincoln.

-"Thus always to..."

-"Thus always to tyrants." We know.

"Surratt, copiae"?

Military supplies.

Mary Surratt was convicted and hanged

for supplying Booth with a rifle and field glasses.

"Thomas Gates, artifex."

"Designer", or "mastermind."

I know what it means.

He must have, uh, planned the assassination.

I see.

Could mean mastermind of anything.

You see that? Burned out right there.

I can only imagine how difficult this must be for you.

-May I, Mr...

-Wilkinson.

-Wilkinson.

I'll see if this new page matches the Booth diary.

This is an outrage. You're calling my grandfather a liar.

Well, with all due respect, sir,

-now you're calling my great-great-granddaddy a liar.

-Yes, sir, I am.

This isn't some garbage from a history book. My grandfather told me this story himself.

I saw the truth of it in his eyes.

I'm sorry, sir. I truly am.

We'll test this thoroughly, Patrick, to authenticate it.

It can't be.

Maps to presidents' houses.

Keys to locks that don't exist.

What's the point? What am I looking for?

Proof, proof, proof.

What proof?

Oh, wow. Is this a book about the Templar treasure?

Yes, it is about the Templar treasure,

but it's also about other things.

Conspiracy theories, urban legends,

and other myths that are true.

So the author's here signing copies?

I'm the author.

You are?

Yeah. See, uh...

There's a picture of me right there.

Ah.

I think it's a pretty good picture.

I thought that guy Benjamin Gates

was the one that found the treasure.

Well, yes, Ben did, but I am the co-finder.

Oh. I've never heard of you.

Oh!

Oh, my gosh. Are you Ben Gates?

Yes. Yes, I am.

Do you own a red Ferrari?

Yes, I do.

Well, it's being towed.

Hmm?

HE CHUCKLES

Wait! Wait! That's my car!

Where's the Ferrari?

IRS impounded it.

-The IRS?

-Funny story.

My accountant set up a corporation

on an island that didn't exist

and assured me that that's how rich people do it.

Then I got audited,

and slapped with a huge fine, plus interest!

You want to know what taxes are on 5 million?

6 million.

But enough about me.

What's new with you?

Well, my girlfriend kicked me out,

I'm living with my dad,

-and my family killed President Lincoln.

-All right.

I need your help.

I can't believe you have to break into your own house.

I need to get Abigail's ID badge.

She has access to the Booth diary page.

Why don't you just ask Abigail for her help?

She changed the alarm code, Riley. She's not going to talk to me.

We have 30 seconds after the alert starts

to disable the alarm.

Go.

BEEPING

I know I'll probably regret asking this,

but what happened with you and Abigail?

I don't know, you know, I don't know.

-She started using the word "so" a lot.

-"So"?

Yeah, like, "So, I guess my opinion doesn't matter."

"So, you seem to always know what's best."

"So, I guess I'm invisible."

And now I've moved out, and we're dividing the furniture...

BEEPING

Oh. Women.

Can't live with them -

especially if they change the alarm codes.

You did that in 25 seconds.

That's why I tell people to get a dog.

Got it.

All right, let's go.

CAR APPROACHING

That's not Abigail's car.

She's on a date.

Isn't that that guy? The White House guy.

So the White House Easter egg roll is next Monday.

-Maybe if you're not...

-He's weird.

Abigail: What happens if kids don't find all the eggs?

Wow. You work in a museum and you live in one.

Wow, what clever repartee(!) She must really like him.

All right, let me give you a tour of the house.

OK. That's actually kind of...

Oh, Abigail.

What are you doing here?

I just needed to get some things.

Connor, good to see you again.

Gates.

How did you get in, Ben?

Riley! Come out here!

What?

Hey! What are you doing here?

I mean, it's your house, but...

I sent you a copy of my book. Did you get a chance...

No, I haven't read it yet.

Mm.

I know you. You're the White House curator.

I'm Riley. We met, uh, back in...

Oh, right. You're, uh, Ben's assistant.

What?

Um, maybe I should go.

Yeah, I'm really...

Dinner tomorrow night?

I...I actually already have plans for tomorrow.

Oh, you do?

Of course you do.

But I'm free on Friday.

Awkward.

Oh, great.

Good night.

Good night.

I cannot believe you broke in.

What did you take?

It's just my things.

Hand it over, Ben.

-HE SIGHS

-I need to see the Booth diary page.

You saw the page yourself.

There is no treasure map on it.

No, it's a cipher leading to a treasure map.

Did anyone spectral-image the page?

No need to. The ink writing on the page is clearly visible.

It could have been erased or faded.

You're the director of document conservation. You know all this.

It's not up to me. It's not my department.

That department reports to your department.

Come on. Abigail, one look under infrared.

You can have the Boston tea tables.

Both of them?

BEEPING

We've been looking at this page for hours.

There's nothing there.

Ben, I really don't think we're going to find anything on this page.

Look at it this way,

in 100 years, no one's going to remember

anyone involved in the Lincoln assassination besides Booth.

That's not true.

Do you know the expression, "his name is mud"?

-Yes, of course.

-You do?

-Do you know the origin of the expression?

-Does anyone but you?

Dr Samuel Mudd was convicted of being a co-conspirator

in the Lincoln assassination.

The evidence was circumstantial,

he was later pardoned, but it didn't matter.

Mudd's name still lives in infamy.

And I will not let Thomas Gates's name be mud.

-Ben.

-What?

Look at this.

See that?

Oh.

That's quite something, isn't it?

Yeah. It says "smudge."

It's nothing.

Residual ink from the facing page. Flip it.

The letters are backwards.

-It's a cipher.

-Yes, it is.

It's a cipher. See how the letters are coupled?

Playfair ciphers encode letters in pairs.

This could prove his story.

Unless you decode the cipher, this does not prove a theory.

-That's OK. That's OK. All we need is a 5-letter keyword.

-What's the keyword?

-I don't know yet.

-All right.

Uh, can I get a printout of this?

There's a billion words in the English language.

Got to be a logical... Let's start from the beginning.

"A" - aardvark.

I don't want to rain on your parade here, Ben,

But I don't think this is going to stop

Dr Nichols from announcing the discovery of the page tomorrow.

No, now, wait.

Can't you ask him to wait until I prove Thomas is innocent?

What if he isn't innocent?

Sir? Looks like our old friend Ben Gates is in the news again.

What did he find now, Atlantis?

A guy came forward with a missing Booth diary page.

That's not even the best part. Listen to this.

"On the page are the names of the conspirators in the Lincoln assassination,

"as well as a previously unknown conspirator, Thomas Gates.

"Thomas Gates is said to be the great-great-grandfather

"of renowned treasure hunter Benjamin Franklin-Gates."

And I thought my relatives were bad.

-What do we know about this Wilkinson?

-Sir?

Guy claims he had this page for 140 years,

then just suddenly comes forward with it? Why?

We'll find out.

Better.

Bacon.

-Keep going.

-That's stupid.

How's he doing?

Keep working.

NICHOLS: 'We're extremely grateful to the Wilkinson family

'for coming forth with the page.

'On the page is a name

'of a previously unknown conspirator, Thomas Gates.'

Nichols has bought into it. You see this?

Dad, would you stop watching that?

It's on the internet.

No stopping it now.

'Gates may have been the architect...'

-They have no understanding.

-You know the truth.

That's all that matters.

-You heard the story from Grandpa Charles.

-The "story"?

This guy's got evidence. He's got everything.

We have a story. We have nothing.

For one brief moment, the Gates family could hold its head up.

Now we're a bunch of crazies.

But we're not liars.

Look, Wilkinson is saying that Thomas Gates

was a mastermind to one of the darkest hours

in US history,

and he burned the diary page to cover that up?

You and I both know he burned the page

to keep Booth's men from finding the treasure,

and that's what we're going to prove.

-There's only one way to prove it.

-You have to find the treasure.

And you're going to help me find it. So come on,

let's hear the story again from Grandpa Charles.

Grandpa heard his father say, "treasure map."

Then there was a commotion.

OK, I've got all that. Was there anything after that?

Anything he said, something he did, anything at all?

Wait a minute.

What?

He took his son's hand.

He looked him in the eye, and he said,

with his dying breath,

"the debt that all men pay."

"The debt that all men pay"?

The debt that Thomas paid.

Well, that's five letters.

Oh!

Try "death."

-What?

-It's the keycode.

The debt that all men pay is death.

All right.

BEEPING

L-A-B-O-U-L...

It's lab-ool...

Lab-ahl...la...

La...la...

It's gibberish.

-Laboulaye!

-Laboulaye!

-Laboulaye! What is that?

It's a who. Edouard Laboulaye. Where's the phone?

I can't find anything in this mess.

It's temporary till I find a new place.

Find the old one. I like her.

Hi.

Dr Chase.

Oh, Abigail, please.

-Abigail.

-Nice to meet you.

Have a seat.

Thanks for agreeing to meet with me.

Of course. I was actually going to call you about the diary page.

-Any news?

-Well...

We actually found some latent letter fragments on it.

Take a look.

Random letters. A cipher.

-Maybe.

-Gates seen this?

He's actually the one that discovered it.

MOBILE RINGS

-I'm sorry.

-Not a problem.

I need one minute.

Please, take your time.

Hey. What?

We cracked the cipher. It's "Laboulaye."

'The cipher spells "Laboulaye."'

So, Laboulaye was well-known in France. It could be nothing.

Or maybe there was a treasure map like Thomas Gates said there was,

And Laboulaye had it.

We only got a partial on the next word.

L-A-D, lad...ladder...

-L-A-D.

-Aladdin! Aladdin?

-Lady!

-Thank you, Abigail!

Laboulaye lady. Do you know what Laboulaye was planning

right around the time Lincoln was assassinated?

OK, Ben, I've got to go.

There's a map or a clue to a map on the statue...

-She hung up.

-She took your call. That was good.

-Dr Gates?

-Yes.

Sounds like he cracked the cipher. Well, I couldn't help but overhear.

Laboulaye? As in Edouard Laboulaye?

Well, he seems to believe so, yes.

He was the man who had the idea for the Statue of Liberty.

Are you saying that there's a treasure map in the Statue of Liberty?

Laboulaye was a Mason. They built clues into everything.

Did you learn that from my book?

-You have an interest in history?

-I'm fascinated by it.

Civil war, especially. My family's descended from Confederate general, Albert Pike.

He was a remarkable man.

But then again, what is history but a marker

for the deeds of great men?

A man only has one lifetime,

but history can remember you forever.

So the only question is, which Statue of Liberty?

Exactly.

Is there more than one?

There are three, actually, Riley.

One is in New York,

one in the Luxembourg garden.

But he only referred to one as his "lady."

This is, like, impossible, what you're doing.

I'm glad you're enjoying it.

Laboulaye had to leave a clue somewhere on here.

Move in on the torch.

Let me get there.

It's not as easy as it looks.

No. Believe me, I understand.

Excusez-moi, monsieur.

Excuse me, officer. May I help you?

Ah, American, eh?

Of course, you see no problem

in disturbing everyone's pleasant morning

with your buzzing there.

Hey...

Do you know how much our constitution

was influenced by your man Montesquieu?

-You know Montesquieu?

-Got it.

Oui, Montesquieu, yeah.

"A government should be set up so that...

BOTH: "..No man need be afraid of another."

-Oui.

-That's very good.

Thank you.

I'm astonished.

I got it, I got it.

I hope you read French.

-May I?

-Certainly.

He's a cop.

Um, "Across the sea these twins stand determined..."

Resolute.

"Resolute," yeah.

"To preserve what we are looking for.

Uh...Laboulaye, 1876.

It's a clue.

"These twins stand resolute."

Let's see. Resolute twins.

Resolute.

-Resolute.

-And then twins.

Siamese twins? Siam?

Trade routes between France and Thailand?

That's ridiculous.

"HMS resolute."

A British ship that got lost in the Arctic in the 1800s.

It was salvaged by American whalers,

And then congress sent it back to England.

When the ship was finally retired,

Queen Victoria had two desks made from its timbers.

Voila. Resolute twins.

And where are those desks now?

The closest one is in London.

Riley, how fast can we get to Buckingham Palace?

I don't know. Why don't you ask your new best friend?

HE SPEAKS FRENCH

He's going to call you a cab.

-Merci beaucoup.

-OK?

Nice helicopter. Is that yours?

-Yes, actually. It is.

-OK, so you get the ticket.

Ha-ha! Great(!)

Mitch Wilkinson studied history at Virginia Military Institute.

Graduated 1978. He ran a private security company

which had contracts in Iraq during the invasion

and also in the Congo in the late nineties.

These guys are trained mercenaries, as well as being black-market antiquities dealers.

So why does a black market antiquities dealer

give up a rare civil war artefact,

something he could sell to a private collector

for a good deal of money?

Uhh!

So the Queen's office is here.

The elevator shaft gets you close,

but the only direct access is through security.

Well, that should be exciting.

Yeah, we got to get you in that room.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS Let's see.

-Hi, Dad.

-'Ben.'

It's Patrick Gates's phone. He's calling Ben.

Give me that.

The house was broken into last night. I was attacked.

Call the police. I'm coming home.

-What happened?

-What good would that do?

'They didn't take anything. And besides, I'm fine.'

OK. We're in London. We're going to Buckingham Palace.

'We have an appointment with the curator tomorrow afternoon.'

-'OK, son, just be careful. Good-bye.'

-Bye.

Someone else is after the treasure.

Of course someone else is after the treasure.

It's the axiom of treasure hunting.

We have to hurry and see that desk.

We don't want to miss that appointment.

Hi. Ben Gates.

See security. They'll let you in.

Wow.

OK, it's teatime, chaps.

I'm looking for the curator's office. Which way was it again?

You just follow the stairs round, then turn first left.

Oh, thank you so much.

Ben.

-Abigail.

-Abigail? 'What's she doing here?'

-What are you doing here?

-Your dad called me.

Said your next clue was here.

'She's really there?' Look, Ben...

-'Drop her. Lose her.'

-I want to help.

That's very nice, but it's kind of a bad time right now.

"A bad time right now"?

-It's a bad time.

-Ha!

OK, I just flew all the way to London to offer my help...

-'Ben, remember the plan.'

-Now you don't need it?

You're the one who's making a scene right now.

-I'm not making a scene right now!

-We want to make a scene.

Well then, fine!

If that's what you want, let's have it out right now!

-'Ah, so subtle.'

-Ben.

-Oh, let me guess! It's the wrong time!

It's the wrong place! I'm wrong again!

Wrong about us, wrong about Thomas Gates,

wrong that you'd like the Queen Anne chair!

You're wrong to assume I'd like the chair.

You see? You see, everybody? Listen to this.

This is more interesting than that.

She thinks that even when I'm right, I'm wrong!

Isn't that right? Abigail,

just because I answer a question quickly,

doesn't make it wrong.

Not if the right answer is something

we need to figure out together as a couple.

-That's what couples do, Ben!

-You and your missus, take it outside.

Oh, now look what you've done.

You've brought the little bobbies down on us.

You take the missus outside. I'm staying right here.

-Ben!

-Whee!

-Good afternoon, sir. (ENGLISH ACCENT)

-'ello.

-Been drinking, have we?

Just popped down to the pub for a pint. Bit of all right.

Going to arrest a man for that?

Going to detain a Blighter for enjoying his whiskey?

-That's enough, sir.

-Bangers and mash.

-Bubbles and squeak. Smoked eel pie.

-Sir!

-Haggis!

That's it! Dismount the banister!

# I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts

# Here they are, standing in a row

# Small ones, big ones, some as big as your head... #

That was brilliant.

What's wrong with being right?

Nothing. You should try it sometime, Ben.

Oh, you're saying that I'm never right?

-I did not say that.

-Hoo! So I'm wrong again.

Ha, ha. Now, see, there you are correct.

Oh, capital. Topper.

You know what? Your mother told me about you.

She always said never...

(both talking at once)

In here, please.

Step inside, madame.

Why don't you just make a list

Of what's OK for me to say or not right for...

-All right!

-..what is right or wrong.

You two lovebirds stay put, right?

No! No, no. Don't leave me in here!

(Feedback) That's great. Wow.

What is going on?

I'm sorry for getting you roped into this,

but you were excellent back there.

Thank you. So were you.

When did you figure out it was a fake argument?

When did you figure out I was really arguing

during the fake argument?

Right in the middle there.

The part where, "I always assume that I'm right."

Riley, get us out of here.

Which I don't get. Because if I turn out to be right

After I assume that I'm right, then I'm correct, yes?

When you get to a conclusion without asking

and you happen to be right, you got lucky.

I get lucky a lot.

So where does that leave me, Ben?

You guys are so great together.

-So you want to know why I'm here?

-Uh-huh.

I think there may be a clue

on the resolute desk in the queen's study.

Does that help?

I just don't understand why it's so difficult for you

to include others in your decisions.

Just because you may know what my answer is going to be

doesn't mean you don't have to ask me.

'Door number one, opening.'

(buzzing)

OK, let me try this out.

Abigail, would you like to come with me, please?

Yes, thank you.

Ridiculous. You're staying here. It's too dangerous.

I am so coming.

-Door number 2.

-Door 2 coming up.

-(buzzing)

-You're not coming.

Call security.

'You should be near a service elevator.'

What are you doing? Are those for the queen?

Queen's not here. There's no flag flying.

Queen's at Windsor.

What are you doing, Ben?

I'm going to go see the desk, without you.

-Bye-bye.

-No.

No, no, no. Don't let her go.

-Abigail...

-(click)

All right, get in. Get in. Get in!

Hold this.

Will you give me the flowers back, please?

Yeah.

What?

You're wearing the perfume I bought you.

So?

So I think it smells kind of pretty.

It's the flowers, Ben.

No, it's not.

Let's go.

'OK, now turn left.'

Dead end.

'I mean right. Go right.'

The flowers... petals...stamens.

-Come on.

-Good. Good.

Go, go.

That's it.

The resolute desk.

We're looking for... writing,

patterns in the carvings.

Could be anything.

Hey, look at this.

"Malcolm Gilvary, 1880."

Hold on one second.

Here we go. Malcolm Gilvary.

Well, he didn't make furniture.

He made Chinese puzzle boxes.

-Oh.

-What?

I think these drawers work like tumblers in a safe.

OK, 4 drawers. 4-digit combination?

What about a year?

Uh, well, let me see. Queen Victoria, born 1819.

So you got one...

Eight.

One.

Nine.

Any luck?

OK, 1876 was on the inscription

on the statue in Paris. Let's try that.

One.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Uh-oh.

New rules.

These markings, like Incan or Aztec.

I have never seen any symbols like this.

I mean, this looks centuries older

than Civil War.

What do you think it means?

I doubt it has anything to do with the plot to assassinate Lincoln.

(beeping)

Uh-oh.

'Mayday. Mayday. Ben, get out of there.'

Oi! Where are my detainees?

OK, let's make some noise.

(Beeping)

(Alarm Wailing)

The fire alarm's gone off.

Uh-oh. God save the queen.

All units, go to action zebra.

-What's going on now?

-Haven't the foggiest.

(Indistinct Chatter)

Someone or something is causing this.

All officers check your primary stations.

This doesn't make any sense.

Find the source terminal

and check public areas 4 and 8.

This way, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you very much. Keep moving, please.

Keep walking until you're on the other side of the fountain.

(sirens)

Excuse me, excuse me. Coming through.

Got 'em. I got them.

They're at the main gate.

(Sirens)

(Siren)

Oi! Sparkle, come on.

Oh, oh, oh.

All right, I'm a little bit allergic.

-Riley.

-Sit!

-Thank you. OK. See you later.

-Riley!

-Thank you.

-Sit! Sorry.

Thanks for waiting for me.

Can I see the thing?

Daniel, hold it.

What is that?

I went to Buckingham Palace and all I got was this old piece of wood?

Look at the symbols. I've never seen anything like this.

It's an incredible discovery.

Wilkinson.

Stop them. Go, go, go!

He's the one who's after the treasure.

OK, I'll drive.

We're in England.

It's a gun! Get down!

Aah!

We're trapped!

Hang on! Keep your heads down.

Ohh!

Hey, who are you?

Sorry.

Hey!

Oi! Ooh!

Ben, they're... they're getting closer.

What is their problem?

Whoa!

Go left! Go left!

Hold on.

Turn, turn, turn!

Watch out!

(Groans)

Is everybody OK?

Come on, come on.

Danny, I want them stopped.

Look out!

Aah!

Aah!

(Shouting)

Go. Go, go, go, go!

Did you see where he went?

(Cell phone rings)

-What is that?

-Someone's phone.

It's him.

You have his number in your speed dial?

Oh, shh.

Mitch, this has gotta end before someone gets hurt.

Give me what you got at Buckingham Palace, it won't be necessary.

Tell that to my father.

(Cell phone beeps)

-Moron!

-(Honking)

Why are they standing in the middle of the street? (Honking)

(Screaming)

Where are all these people going?

Why's everyone running?

(Horn honks)

He's right there! Go, go!

-Move!

-(Honking)

-Get out of the way!

-(Honking)

Did I just run over a man's foot?

Watch the people!

Go! Go! Faster!

Right over there.

All right, all right, I got them.

-They're still behind us.

-This phone have a camera in it?

No. No, it's broken.

All right. Give me the plank.

Hang on, we're going to run a red light.

(Honking)

Ah! Ah!

Hack into the London police database

and get a copy of the picture from that traffic cam.

Okey-dokey.

-You can't do it?

-No, I can do it.

I just don't like that you assume that I can do it.

-(Laughs)

-Why, thank you, Riley.

Get it!

Stop! Stop!

(Tires squealing)

He's got it.

What is it?

I don't know, but it's ours. Let's go.

(Birds chirping)

Abigail!

Hey, Patrick.

Nice to see you two together again.

Yeah, well, we're not.

Oh, I was hoping to get some of these boxes out of the house.

I can't read the whole thing,

but I can tell you that

these are definitely pre-colonial native American markings.

It's easily 500 years old.

Easily.

I can identify one symbol.

Look at this. Do you know what that is?

Sacred calendrical? I don't know.

That symbol is Cibola.

That's Cibola.

The City of Gold.

The City of Gold.

"In 1527, a Spanish ship wrecked on the Florida coast.

"There were only 4 survivors.

"One was a slave named Esteban

"who saved the local tribe's dying chief.

"As a reward, he was taken to their sacred city,

"a city built from solid gold."

"Later, when Esteban tried to find the city again,

"he never could,

"but the legend grew,

"and every explorer came to the new world in search of it.

"When General Custer's search for gold ended

"with his last stand at Little Bighorn,

"it became clear none would ever find it."

Ben, can you imagine

if the Confederates got their hands

on the City of Gold?

My God.

I'm going to go talk to her.

-You're coming with me.

-No!

Hey. No-one else can translate it.

There are others. There are several others.

For ancient Native American?

There's no-one better.

Who?

Look, Ben, I can't go with you.

It's been, what? 25 years.

-32.

-That long?

There's a reason why we haven't spoken

in 32 years.

We have nothing in common.

-Me?

-Oh, yes, of course.

And I'm sure she's just as proud of you as I am.

Who?

His mom.

Will you relax. It's gonna be fine.

Sure. I should look at the bright side.

It's been a long time,

maybe she lost her memory and she won't recognise me.

I hate her!

We're in the right place.

I'm gonna go ahead and take myself

out of the line of fire for this one, guys.

-Hi, Mom.

-Benjamin!

Abigail! What a surprise!

-Emily.

-Hello, sweetheart.

Oh.

You see? One syllable, a knife in the heart.

-Oh, no. No, no.

-She can do that.

Yes, and I can also track

the whereabouts of my toothbrush.

I was not the one that left the toothbrushes in Marrakech.

I stowed them both in the travel case, as instructed.

Yes, and you also... you also insisted on loading the luggage into the taxi.

I didn't insist. I loaded the luggage.

Yes, but not the travel case.

The travel case is not luggage.

The travel case goes into the luggage.

Who was in charge of packing the luggage?

I could not get the travel case into the luggage

because it was full with that stupid rug you bought.

You thought it had some kind of secret stitching.

It did have secret stitching.

-Mom.

-Stupid...

-6 phony green leather suitcases...

-(Both talking at once)

-Mom.

-Trinkets...

-My...

I need you to take a look at this.

What is that a picture of?

It's very interesting. We think it might be Olmec.

It is.

Yes, yes, definitely proto-zoquean.

We were hoping that you could translate it.

Yes, of course you were.

Oh, this doesn't involve another treasure hunt, does it?

Mom, this is actually very important.

All right. What have we got here?

This...this glyph here, that means "bird." And that means...

Uh, "noble bird."

"Find the noble bird, let him take you by the hand

"and give you passage to the sacred temple."

(Chuckles)

Oh, you think this is a treasure map for Cibola, don't you?

Well, that is exactly what it is.

No, Patrick. This glyph doesn't mean Cibola.

It means, "the centre of the world."

You know, you used to like it.

She fell in love with me on a treasure hunt.

That was not love. That was excitement,

-adrenaline, and tequila.

-Mom...

And I was trying to get course credit.

Well, the treasure hunting paid off,

in case you haven't read the papers lately.

It had nothing to do with you. That was Ben.

Ben found the treasure. You did nothing.

Patrick, Emily, please.

Can we just figure out what's on the page?

Well, that's it, I'm afraid.

These glyphs are only partials.

So you only have half a treasure map.

I'm sorry.

Not that I'm surprised.

At least we know where the rest of the map is.

What?

You know where it is? Why didn't you tell me?

Because obviously you have a tendency to overreact!

I'm sorry.

So am I.

So where is it?

The inscription on the statue in Paris said,

"These twins stand resolute."

We think the map's divided

between the two resolute desks.

The resolute desk. The resolute desk?

President's desk.

The president? What president?

Our president?

Unfortunately, yes.

But that means...

Wait, so we have to...

(Sighs) The White House?

The oval office...

to be exact.

Why would I overreact to that?

That's not what I signed on for.

Could we please focus on the issue at hand?

Thank you.

It's early. Pre-Columbian.

Can you translate it?

Are you kidding?

This is an extinct, exceedingly rare language.

There's only a handful of people who study these languages anymore.

And where are we to find them?

Universities, I suppose.

-But you don't even have the whole thing.

-What do you mean?

These glyphs here... they're cut off.

There's more to the map?

Well, how are we going to find that?

Well, we won't have to.

Gates will get it somehow.

The resolute desk is near the south wall

in the oval office. Look at this. Look.

Small door on the front of the desk.

FDR had that put in so that guests couldn't see his wheelchair, but...

Guys, take a look at this.

This could work.

Why, Abigail, I do believe it's time

for you to make a date with your new boyfriend.

I think you're right.

(Indistinct Chatter)

'We hope you're enjoying the White House Easter egg roll.

'Face painting continues at 2:00 near the south fountain.'

Is that Connor in the bunny suit?

Aw, thank you.

You know, I've never been to an Easter egg roll before.

-It's sweet.

-Yeah, I love it.

Hey, I know you.

Your great-great-grandfather

killed president Lincoln.

No, that would be John Wilkes Booth.

Eisenschiml says that Booth was a tool

in a greater conspiracy that involved men in Lincoln's own cabinet.

Absurd. Eisenschiml's book is filled

with spotty research and false assumptions.

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.

How do you explain why Lincoln's bodyguard

left his post that night?

Because president Lincoln

was never accompanied by guards when attending the theatre.

Are you listening? Especially on Good Friday.

How do you explain why all the bridges out of Washington

were closed except one,

the one Booth needed to escape?

Ok, run along now, you impossible child. Run along.

What is going on with the education in America?

Abby! Hey!

-Connor!

-I'm so glad you decided to come.

With Gates.

Connor.

-We just ran into each other.

-Oh.

Well, aren't you going to ask him?

-Ask me what?

-Nothing.

No, really, what?

I really wouldn't want to impose.

-Well, what she means is she doesn't think you can.

-Ben.

-Doesn't think I can what?

-She wants to see the Oval Office.

No. I know that is way too much to ask.

No, it's, uh...

-I can do that.

-Really?

-Yeah.

-You see?

-You can?

-Yeah.

-(Laughs)

That is so cool, Connor.

I have always wanted to see the Oval Office.

Connor rocks.

Well...here we are.

Mm.

Wow.

Empire furnishings

and crenellated moulding. Love it.

Hmm.

Amazing feeling, isn't it, standing in here?

Yes. Amazing, huh?

Oh, could...

Oh, sorry.

Oh, that's, uh... the resolute desk.

You might recognise it from the famous photo of young JFK Jr

playing underneath while his father was working.

-Wonderful.

-Yeah.

But...many people don't know

that this desk has a twin that sits in Buckingham Palace.

Isn't that something?

Who knew?

Every president since Rutherford B Hayes

has used that desk, except, uh, Johnson and Nixon.

Oh, and Ford, of course.

Uh, no.

Uh, yes.

No.

Yes.

Abigail! Did you lose an earring?

Oh! I...I did, yes.

Connor, these were given to me by my grandmother.

Well, I suppose we should look for it.

You wouldn't want anyone finding an earring

that doesn't belong to the first lady in the Oval Office.

-Yes.

-Excellent point,

considering we're not supposed to be in here.

Yeah.

Why don't we, um, go over here

and check it out?

I'll check over here.

Do you think it fell down here?

Yes.

Maybe here.

Probably.

Oh, no.

You did sit on the sofa.

Oh, the bunnies.

Connor!

You found it.

I did.

Thank you so much!

Uh...

You're just the best. Mm.

Mmm!

Mmm!

Mmm!

Ahem!

Mmm...

Oh... Thank you.

OK.

It was empty.

Someone must have taken it.

The brightest men in our country

sat at that desk for over 100 years.

Take a look at this.

Of course one of them found the map.

There's a symbol stamped into the wood.

The presidential seal.

It's not the presidential seal.

See, the eagle's holding a scroll instead of olive branches.

I'm not sure what this is.

So what do we do now?

Did none of you read my book?

The eagle clutching the scroll.

-Do you know what it means?

-Yeah.

But it's not something that I could tell you.

It's something I have to show you.

In my book.

You didn't even open it?

I was moving.

Chapter 13.

"The President's Secret Book"?

"The President's Secret Book."

It happens to be a collection of documents

for presidents by presidents,

and for presidents' eyes only.

And I'm not just talking about JFK here, guys.

The 18 and a half missing minutes of the Watergate tapes.

Did the "Apollo" really land on the moon?

Did it? Did it?

And the coup de grace...

Area 51.

Oh, come on, Riley.

That's... that's urban legend.

Is it, Abigail? Is it?

It's just totally...

-Crazy?

-Yeah.

Hmm. 'Cos last time I checked,

we pretty much make our living on crazy.

He's got a point.

I guess so.

Same symbol.

It was released in '66

under the freedom of information act.

The eagle and the scroll,

the secret symbol in the President's Book.

So you're saying that whatever was on that plank

is now in the president's secret book.

Ben.

If it was you trying to convince me,

you'd have less evidence,

and I would already believe you by now.

The eagle with the scroll.

Conspiracy theorists like to believe

that it's the symbol for the president's secret book.

You bought Riley's book.

(Laughs) Your friend writes a book about government conspiracies,

and you don't think we know about it?

But is it true?

Does the president have a secret book?

Do you like ducks?

(Quacking)

There is a book.

Why are you telling me out here?

Because inside, I'm a federal agent.

Out here, I'm talking to you as a friend, Ben.

Where's the president's book kept?

Only the current president knows.

The book is passed from president to president,

and each one chooses his own hiding place.

You're the FBI. Can't you get it for me?

The only way you'll ever see that book is if you get elected president.

Well, you never know.

All I need is a few minutes with him.

A few minutes? Really?

Ben, even if you were married to the president,

you wouldn't be able to get a few minutes with him.

Not when he's surrounded by his handlers,

but if I can get him alone.

How do you expect to get the president alone?

Before the Civil War, the states were all separate.

People used to say, "The United States are."

It wasn't until the war ended

people started saying, "The United States is."

Under Lincoln,

we became one nation.

And Lincoln paid for it with his life.

So did Thomas Gates.

Right.

With his life.

So, how am I going to get him alone?

I'm going to kidnap him.

I'm gonna kidnap the President of the United States.

(LAUGHS) That's not funny.

I'm your father.

How do you expect me to respond to this?

I can't let you ruin your life.

Are you out of your mind?

All you have to do is read my book...

And you'd know you can't get to that book.

Exactly how do you plan on doing this?

I was thinking Mount Vernon.

Oh.

-What?!

-I'm in.

MAN: Sir, we're gonna have to move

the president's birthday party.

Some historian is claiming the Spencer Landmark Hotel

was used for regular Klan meetings in the late 1800s.

Does anyone know if this is true?

Sir, I've got the Washington Gazette.

They want a quote on,

"Is the president being insensitive to minority issues?"

-Doesn't matter if it's true.

-Get me a list of the approved alternates.

Patty, what do you have?

Yeah, I know it's short notice.

The pipe burst in the hotel that we previously booked.

I...there is water everywhere.

A retirement party for 200 people.

Gunston Hall.

Monticello is booked.

So is Gunston Hall and Tudor Place.

Looks like The Denbe Hotel is available, and so is Mount Vernon.

Oh, wow. You are a lifesaver.

-The Denbe is great.

-Denbe will work.

Strike that. The Denbe Hotel was just booked.

Mount Vernon's all we got.

Book it, before someone else does.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

And let me say what an honour it is to be here

and add my happy birthday to you, Mr President.

# I'm getting out of this high-rise penthouse suite

# Where we pretend life's rosy and sweet... #

SIREN WAILS

Good evening, sir.

Good evening.

Are you aware that you are in a restricted area?

Yeah, but this is where the fish are, son.

That may be, but I'm gonna need to have you move upriver.

Are you aware that according to article one, section 25

of the Maryland Constitution,

I'm allowed to fish in public water?

Are you aware, sir, that I have the right to detain you

for the next 48 hours without cause?

I am going to go back where I came from

just as fast as possible.

Maybe one day I'll wear this thing to a party

I was actually invited to.

# Is it still over? Are we still through?

# Since my phone still ain't ringing

# I assume it still ain't you... #

20:00 time check. Station 11.

MAN: All clear. Perimeter's secured.

Hey.

You didn't happen to see kind of a cute brunette

wandering around here?

Went to get her a drink and she disappeared.

No, sir.

I've got no game tonight!

Good evening, Your Excellency.

Hello.

Prime Minister, it's a delight to have you back in the States.

Spread the word that campaign contribution limits

are not enforced on the president's birth...

Happy birthday, Mr President.

-Oh, thank you.

-Ben Gates.

The Templar treasure?

Oh, right, Ben Gates, yeah.

We won't keep you, Mr President.

Thanks so much. Always a pleasure.

I can't tell you what a thrill it is

for me to be invited here tonight, sir.

Yeah, you must have the Secret Service hopping about now.

Sir?

Considering your newly-discovered lineage.

Oh, yeah. Oh, that.

Carry on.

I beg your pardon, sir,

but I know what a huge admirer you are of George Washington.

I thought you might want to take a look at this.

Have a look at that.

This is a map of Mount Vernon

drawn by George Washington himself.

Mr. President, that is exactly what it is.

I was an architectural history major at Yale.

-I did not know that.

-You didn't?

-No.

It belonged to my great-uncle.

He got it from the granddaughter of a slave named Charlotte...

Happy birthday, Mr President.

Oh, Frank, always a pleasure to see you.

Thank you so much.

..Charlotte, who lived here and worked here at Mount Vernon.

Yeah.

And we're standing right here, sir.

This line is an underground tunnel,

an escape route that was never found.

I wonder...I wonder if it's still there.

Well...

(LAUGHS)

Only one way to find out, sir.

Well, maybe we should take a look.

Are we allowed to do that?

No, I mean, I know you're allowed to do that.

You're the president. Can I come with you?

-You guys are just everywhere!

-Yes, sir.

Give my friend your flashlight, would you, please?

-Yes, sir.

-Thank you.

Well, according to this map, it should be...

It's one...two. In here.

Yeah, should be in here.

May I?

-Absolutely.

-All right.

You know, Craig, I appreciate you're doing your job,

but I have no enemies down here,

in the cellar.

In this tiny little room.