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Do you recognize

anything around here?

Nope. Should I?

You've been here before.

We used to visit

Grandpops all the time

when you were a toddler.

I'm really sorry, Mom.

I know, sweetie.

We're all gonna miss him.

Grandpops was a lovely man

who, ugh, boy, I can't even

finish that.

Yeah, you know,

Grandpops was a cranky

old coot who hated everybody.

-He was nice to me.

-Of course he was.

Don't get me wrong,

I loved the old guy.

He... [chuckles]

...just had a funny way of

doing things, you know?

Oh, here we are.

It's the one with the

airplane in the front yard?

Oh, sweet! A plane!

The will said Grandpops

left us everything.

I didn't realize it

meant everything.

What do you think, Chauncey?

I think this carrying case

violates the Geneva Convention.

Bit of a fixer upper, huh?

Yeah.

You must be Grandpop's lawyer.

Not anymore.

Here are the keys to the house.

-Hey, how are ya?

-Oh, what a cute dog!

Oh, thanks.

I've been working out.

I'm glad you like him.

He's yours.

He came with the estate.

He's been house-trained

but don't hold him to that.

Oh, and when he gets

excited he falls asleep.

Really?

He's narcoleptic?

Can a dog be narcoleptic?

Hey, boy!

What's your name?

Hey, I'm Skipper!

-Wanna go for a walk?

-Yeah, I wanna go for a walk!

-Wanna go for a walk?

-This is so exciting!

-This is so... [yawns]

-Come on, come on!

[snoring]

Hm. I guess

they can be narcoleptic.

-[horn honks]

-[dog farts]

I'm up, I'm up!

What'd I miss?

[lawyer] Welcome to Allentown!

I did it again, didn't I?

Did I fall asleep?

[exhales]

Well, here we are.

Hey, boy, I'm Jack.

What's your name?

What's my name?

What's in that cage?

Uh...

Skipper, huh? Hey, Mom,

the dog's name is Skipper.

[Kim] Great.

Does he wanna help clean up?

What? No.

I'll let you two

get acquainted.

Wait, you're just gonna

leave me here

with this, uh, dog?

Okay, let me try something.

Uh, sit.

Hey, it works.

Hey, bud.

So, what do you think?

I think we should sell this

place as soon as possible.

There's a canoe

in the living room.

-Yeah.

-So, you're a cat, huh?

No, I'm a giraffe.

[Skipper] Wanna see the

basement? We have mice.

Well, I do like mice.

[Skipper] Come on.

Let's check it out.

I'll show ya.

Just down here.

But it's a pretty

nice town, right?

Yeah, I guess so.

What're you looking

at me like that for?

Look, there's, um...

something I've been

meaning to tell you.

[clattering]

[gasps] What was that?

Uh, they said there might

be rats in the basement.

That sounds like a big rat.

Yeah.

That was the dog.

Oh, Chauncey.

Was that you making

all that racket? Come here.

[Chauncey] And I am

not cleaning it up.

Hey, check it out.

Look what I found.

Dog treats.

Let's crack this

bad boy open, Jack!

Hey there, Skipper.

What'd you find there, buddy?

I just told you, dog treats.

I don't know if you

wanna eat these, Skipper.

Contains propylene

glycol, arsenic,

and imported Soviet

cattle parts?

This bag is from 1973!

[Skipper] 1973!

Skipper, where are

you going, buddy?

[Skipper] Oh, boy, open

the door, open the door!

-I gotta go!

-Skipper?

Skipper, where are you going?

It's not gonna be pretty.

-Stay back, Jack.

-Skipper, wait up, bud.

Stay here if you know

what's good for you.

-Just trust me.

-Skipper, come on.

[yelps]

Who the heck are you?

Who the heck am I?

Who the heck are you?

I'm Jack.

This is... was my

Grandpop's place.

-What do you mean "was"?

-He, uh...

passed away.

Oh, jeez.

-Sorry.

-What're you doing here?

[screams]

[groans]

Run, Twyla!

I can take him!

Run, before Old Man

Cragmore gets here!

Oh, hey, a dog!

Sorry about that. Fred here

is a little overprotective.

So what do you guys need?

Over the years we've lost a

lot of stuff over this fence.

Mr. Cragmore, your Grandpops,

would never give anything back.

-Ever.

-What kind of stuff?

Footballs, baseballs,

kites, basketballs,

my Baby Googie glider.

Baby Googie glider?

Sorry to sneak in like this.

We thought we could get in the

back without being noticed.

Let's go look in the shed.

Nothing here.

[Kim] Jack!

I gotta go. I can check

in the basement later.

Who's that girl?

-Just a girl.

-She's cute.

So...

it's pretty great here, hey?

Yeah, I guess so.

[inhales]

Can't you just

smell the fresh air?

Okay,

what's going on here, Mom?

Wouldn't it be

great to live here?

No, thanks, I'm

more of a city kid.

[air brakes release]

You're kidding me!

We're moving here?

You never said anything

about moving here!

-I hinted at it.

-I'm 12.

Hints bounce off me like

bullets off Superman.

Come on, Jack.

We've been in that tiny,

cramped apartment

in the city for so long.

It's not cramped.

You sleep on a

cot in the kitchen.

You know I like

breakfast in bed.

We need more space.

And we need a change.

But I like the apartment.

It's big enough!

For two people,

a cat, and now a dog?

The bank says I can transfer

my position to a branch here.

-If I pass the interview.

-But I like the city.

I like my school,

I like my friends.

-This is so unfair! [groans]

-Jack!

-[door opens]

-Take Skipper with you!

[door shuts]

That went well.

[Jack]

Why would anyone want to move

to a stupid, boring,

small town like this anyways?

Boringville.

What is Mom even thinking?

This is so lame.

Why would anyone

wanna live here?

Whoa.

Whoa, indeed.

-Who's that?

-That's what I'd like to know.

[sniffing]

Mmm, that's premium dog food.

Side of Chewy Bones,

light tones of almond.

And if I'm not mistaken,

you've been drinking

from the toilet.

Ew! That dog is sniffing

Mandy's butt!

Excuse me, can you

please get that animal

away from Mandy's butt?

Uh, sorry, sorry.

That's just how they say hello.

Skipper.

Yeah, duh. I know that.

Why else

would he be doing that?

Did that disgusting junkyard

animal scare you, sweetie?

Yeah, she did kinda

scare me a little.

Oh, you're talking to her.

Then that makes me the, uh...

Hey!

[laughs] Imagine if

people said hello like that.

You know, like, sniffed

each other's butts.

That's gross.

You're gross.

No, I'm not. I'm Jack.

I just moved here.

-Yay for you.

-Okay.

Um, that's a nice

bag you got there.

Where'd you get it?

The library?

-Smooth.

-Really?

This lame tote bag that my

mom got from work is nice?

-Do you want it?

-No, that's okay.

Yeesh. Tough room.

-Um, what's your name?

-My name?

It's stop talking to me.

What is that, French?

Who's she calling a

junkyard animal, anyway?

Hmm.

Oh, so suddenly this

town's not so bad.

[Kim] Notice of eviction?

We're getting kicked out?

[sighs]

Sorry, Mom.

It's okay, I kinda

sprang this all on you.

I wasn't gone that long,

are you okay?

Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Fine.

Listen,

Mr. Storms Out In A Huff,

you have a job to do.

-I do?

-The basement is a disaster.

It needs to be

cleaned and organized.

-Yeah, no problem.

-Thanks.

Love you!

[door opens, shuts]

[sniffs] What is that smell?

Well, let's get to it.

[goofy music playing]

-[engine fires up]

-[beeping]

[owl hooting]

[hooting]

[hoots]

[man] Gunther.

[whispers] Ronnie!

[man] Gunther.

Keep walking forwards,

you're so close!

Gunther!

-Yes!

-Sorry.

You look like a Ronnie.

I get that a lot.

-Yes.

-So have you acquired

transportation?

-[car alarms]

-Oh, oh, oh.

Ah, car alarms.

So obnoxious.

-Shh.

-Oh dear. Oh, no.

I got it, I got it.

-You got--

-That's the panic button!

-No, it's--

-I got it!

[alarm shuts off]

Ah, that's better.

Thank you.

[snoring]

I hope you have acquired

accommodations then.

Oh, accommodations.

Top notch!

They're never gonna

know we're there.

Perfect. Okay.

And you're sure no one is home?

Positive.

I checked it out.

The old guy croaked,

no family, no friends,

so the place is all ours.

It's gonna be like taking

candy from a kitten.

[laughs]

Wait, I thought you

take candy from a baby.

A baby? No. Kitten.

You take candy from a kitten.

But why would a kitten be

walking around with a candy?

Why would you

give a baby candy?

It's unhealthy!

-It's delicious.

-Just take this!

Ah, yes. Baklava.

Let's do it!

You know,

you're shorter than I thought.

I'm short in photos.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

You go through the window,

come around

and open the door for me.

But you're shorter than I am.

Yeah, but you're

taller than I am!

-I didn't really think

about it that way.

-Right?

That makes sense a

lot with the physics--

Let's just do this!

Okay.

Pardon me.

One more time.

Yeah, that's right.

Ready?

Go!

[grunts]

What're you doing?

[sighs]

Idiot.

How do we know what

we're looking for?

A box with a key.

The old guy hid the treasure

somewhere in this house.

But how are we gonna find it?

Oh, sweet Ronnie,

that's what this is for.

Oh, boy!

-What is that?

-A scanner.

This is so exciting.

When we find the box

the scanner will change color.

[beeping]

The box is behind

the wall right here.

-Too much club.

-Just a little bit.

One...

Two...

-[barking]

-[yelling]

Abort! Abort!

Go! Go!

Get out of here!

[Gunther] Ow, my toe!

[barking]

Mom! Mom!

[Skipper]

Jack! Jacky boy!

Is that you?

What's going on down here?

Can you smell that?

I smell schnitzel.

-Is that schnitzel?

-Jack?

-I think it's schnitzel.

-Jack, what's wrong?

Are you okay?

I just saw two

guys go out of there!

-What?

-[Skipper] Okay, I'm smelling

schnitzel somewhere.

There was two guys

in masks that just left.

[Skipper] Jack,

do you smell that?

-Anybody? Kim, come on.

-There's nobody here, Jack.

[Skipper] Have you

ever had fresh schnitzel?

[Jack]

There was just two guys.

[Skipper] Probably

my favorite meal.

Are you sure

it wasn't raccoons?

-[Skipper] Raccoons?

-Mom, it would have been

really tall raccoons.

[Skipper] Spaghetti and

meatballs and schnitzel.

I do like spaghetti

and meatballs.

You don't believe me.

Oh, Jack. Come here.

Of course I believe you!

But why would two men

in masks wanna break

into this dusty old,

well, actually,

not so dusty anymore,

thanks for dusting, basement.

I don't know, to steal

the old toaster oven?

Great, thank you

so much, officer.

I really, really appreciate it.

Okay, goodnight.

[sighing]

What did they say?

They said we should change

the lock on the cellar door.

Not that there's any point.

What's going on?

I didn't want to tell you

until tomorrow but um...

I got some

troubling news today.

Mom, come on.

It's gonna be okay.

We'll make the best of it.

Whatever it is,

we'll get through it.

Come on.

We're in this together.

I know.

You're right.

Now, what's the problem?

We're gonna lose our house!

Your mom didn't know about

this when you moved in?

No one told us.

Dude, this town is

like 1,000 years old.

The underground water

pipes are all rusted out.

They need to be

ripped out and replaced.

So why don't they just do it?

Well, it costs

millions of dollars

and the town just

doesn't have the money.

If the pipes don't get replaced

the government is gonna

come in and declare

this town is blighted

and they're gonna make

everyone move.

Blighted?

What does that mean?

It's basically when they

declare the town is dead,

and they make everyone

pack up and ship out.

-That's terrible.

-Yeah. Welcome to my world.

So why do you think those

guys broke into your basement?

Maybe they lost some balls

over Mr. Cragmore's fence,

and wanted them

back like we did.

Fred, stop trying to help.

[gasps] Oh.

[laughs maniacally]

-What do you see?

-Nothing.

-I want to see!

-[choking]

Wow, who would have

thought that someone

would have moved in so soon

after the old guy croaked?

You, that's who.

You were supposed to know.

Oh, you're right,

you're right.

You got me there.

That was my bad.

Ugh, so dizzy.

[speaking German]

You know, it was

supposed to be easy.

Sneak into the basement

like the silent shadow,

break down that wall

like conquering army,

triumphantly steal that box

like high seas buccaneer.

-Yes!

-Voila!

Right!

Except all we have

is ein broken toe

because you cannot maintain

your grip on the hammer.

A broken toe?

You're not even limping!

Well, I am mentally

disciplined to ignore

extreme pain.

-Ah.

-It's also how I contend

with your filthy presence.

[sighs]

Question.

-Hmm?

-What is a schweinhund?

Well, it's German

for "pig dog."

Oh.

I thought it was a compliment.

Oh, you will get no

compliments from me.

Only degradation and mockery

until we find that box.

-That's fair.

-We will go back tonight.

[laughs maniacally]

Oh, baby, daddy missed you!

[whizzing]

Whoa, yeah!

[horn honks]

[sobbing]

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay, we-- we can get

you another one.

[Skipper] Wow, this kid's

taking this pretty hard.

Do you mean for real?

-Yeah, yeah, of course.

-We'll get another one.

What's that smell? [sniffs]

[Jack] Skipper,

where you going, boy?

Hey, guys, check this out.

Oh, right, sorry.

[clears throat]

[barking]

[sniffing]

-Was this here last night?

-Definitely not.

I cleaned this place

last night.

[scratching]

What is it, Skipper?

Whatcha doing there, boy?

What do you think? I'm trying

to tell you something.

I think he's trying

to tell us something.

[Skipper] Jack, there's

something behind this wall.

There's definitely

something behind that wall.

[Skipper] You're a genius, kid.

My work here is done.

-Should we do it?

-Do it.

[pounding]

[music intensifies]

[Jack] There's something

back there.

It's a box.

It's got your name on it.

Well, you should

do the honors.

That's it?

I was expecting, like,

a treasure or something.

A key and...

what is this?

A box?

How do you open it?

It's a videotape, Jack.

Don't look at it! What if it's

cursed and seven days later

a long-haired girl

crawls out of your TV?

I watch a lot of horror movies.

You know what?

I think I can make

this thing work.

And that should do it.

Where did you

learn how to do that?

A/V club at school.

We still use videotapes.

We're poorly-funded.

Me there also, school.

[static buzzing]

That's my grandpa!

Jack. You found the box,

which means your old

Grandpops is a goner.

Don't worry,

I lived a good life.

I used to be a news cameraman.

Traveled the world,

met lots of people.

Most of them all jerks.

You and your mom are

the only folks I know

who aren't total jerks.

Like that one kid who

keeps bothering me

about his stupid glider!

Hey!

-Shhh.

-Shhh.

Baby Googie, my butt.

Jack, years ago,

I was on an assignment

with this German reporter

lady in South America

and we made an

amazing discovery.

[chuckles]

But there was problems.

She wanted to steal it

and I outfoxed her

and I got the treasure.

Then I hid it.

Why didn't he just cash

it in and live like a king?

-Quiet.

-Quiet.

You're probably wondering

why I didn't cash it in

and live like a king.

Because I'm not a greedy

idiot, that's why.

This is a long story.

I hid it somewhere

around this town.

So Jack, it's yours to find.

But be warned:

don't tell anyone,

especially a German woman,

that's for sure.

Not even your mother.

Grown-ups, even the ones

that mean well, are greedy!

If they find out about my

treasure they'll cash it in

before you can say, "That kid's

never getting his glider back!"

Yeah, well I did get

it back, you old coot!

-Quiet, Fred!

-Really, Fred, be quiet!

The first clue is--

[groans]

[gasps]

[chuckling]

Just kidding.

The clue is inside

the very first book

I ever read to you.

What's the first book

he ever read to you?

I... I don't remember.

Maybe your mom will know.

Let's go check.

You guys gonna be

okay while I'm out?

Yeah, we'll be fine.

Good luck at your interview.

Thank you.

Do I look okay?

[all] Yeah, you look good.

You look great.

If I could whistle, I would.

Do you remember Grandpops

ever reading me any books?

Yeah, he read to you all the

time when you were little. Why?

Well, the treasure--

[grunts]

Just curious.

He never read you

kids books though,

he thought kids

books were annoying

and he hated all

the stupid pictures.

Yeah, that sounds

like him all right.

Yeah.

He always read you stories

from this old travel

almanac he liked.

Oh, yeah, I remember that.

Have you seen it anywhere?

No, but he did keep a

lot of books at his shop.

-Grandpops owned a shop?

-Yeah, he doesn't anymore

but he owned an antique

store over on Sierra Street.

-Come on, let's go.

-Well, wait, wait, wait.

He doesn't own it anymore.

That's okay, we're

just gonna take a look.

Did I just see a 12-year-old

get excited about antiques?

Don't judge,

it's just a phase.

I'm gonna take a nap.

I remember the book had

something to do with adventures

or worlds or something,

but I do remember it had

an old leather bound cover.

Are we really gonna try

and find this treasure?

Yeah. Those guys broke into

my house looking for it.

We can't let them get

their hands on it.

What're you gonna

do with the treasure?

I don't know. I haven't thought

that far ahead yet.

[goofy music playing]

Hey!

-[coffee splashes]

-[ducks squawking]

[door rattles]

[Jack] Closed

until further notice?

Well, that was fun.

Let's go home.

It's not just closed,

it's completely locked up.

Whaddya suppose they're

doin' in that store?

I do not know.

But I'll bet it has something

to do with the treasure.

-Yeah.

-Let's go back to his house

and see if we can

find another clue.

That's a great idea, Gunther!

The city must

have shut it down.

But if the city shut it down

that means the city council

should still have keys, right?

Which means I have an idea.

Follow me.

That's Jennifer.

We were best friends

when we were little.

Oh, so that's her name.

Jennifer.

-Oh, you met her?

-Yeah, kinda--

-Was she mean to you?

-Yeah.

-She's always mean to nerds.

-I'm not a nerd.

Then why wasn't

she nice to you?

Are you implying

that I'm a nerd?

Well, if she's only

mean to nerds, then--

Okay, how can she help us?

Her mom's a big shot.

Town councilor,

works for the mayor.

Librarian. She'll have a key

to that padlock.

Awesome.

Except we're kinda

total enemies now.

Oh.

But I've got an

ace up my sleeve.

One second.

[giggling]

Well, if it isn't Twyla,

mistress of the dark.

[giggling]

Can I talk to you, Jen?

-Go ahead.

-Privately?

Do we have to go into a crypt?

Here is fine.

So, do you play any sports?

Beach volleyball.

Oh, there's

beaches around here?

No, no. I just meant volleyball

with a beach ball.

Oh, so you're in a league?

No, just with,

like, my friends.

Who? Twyla?

No, just, you know.

No, I don't know.

Isn't Twyla your only friend?

Well, yeah.

So who do you play

beach volleyball with?

Just me.

So long story short,

you own a beach ball.

Yep, that's about it.

-So no sports?

-Yep, I don't play any sports.

-That's cool.

-Mm-hmm.

All right, we're

all set for tonight.

She'll meet us

there with the key.

Are you sure she'll show?

She looks mad.

[frustrated screams]

Yeah, she'll show.

I told her that if she didn't

I would show this to

all of her friends.

Yeah, we went through a

pretty serious mime phase.

You're evil.

Even the ones that

mean well are greedy.

They find out

about my treasure,

they'll cash it in

before you can say,

"That kid's never

getting his glider back!"

[laughs]

The first clue is--

[slurping]

[groans]

[laughs]

Just kidding.

The clue is inside

the very first book

I ever read to you.

So what're we to do? We search

the house for the book?

No. The book must be

at the antique store

where the kids were.

But it's all locked up.

How're we gonna get in?

-Idiot!

-Ow!

I mean,

we are devious criminals!

We just break in!

Ooooh, I get it!

-Ah.

-That's a great idea!

Well, I came up with it.

-Is it good?

-It's not bad.

May I have a piece?

Danke.

Hey, Jackie Boy,

your girlfriend's here.

You never said he'd be here.

Nice to see you again, too.

Oh, oh, what was that?

[sniffing]

Sarcasm?

Yep, definitely sarcasm.

Whatever, let's just

get this over with.

Hi, Jennifer.

Why are you

talking to me, Fred?

Do you remember the rule?

There's no talking to Jennifer.

No talking to Jennifer?

That's a rule?

Right, sorry.

No talking to Jennifer.

I forgot the rule.

-Nice backbone, Fred.

-Thank you.

That's okay, Fred.

You've got my love.

Okay, so just so we're clear,

if you guys get caught I

had nothing to do with this.

-Are you coming with us?

-To find some old book?

No thanks, Vampirella.

Fine, then give us the keys.

[sighs]

Okay,

I'm gonna need these back.

I'll be waiting

across the street.

Which one is it?

There's like 50 keys.

It's the one that

opens the lock. Duh.

So we're looking for a book?

-Yes.

-What kind of book?

We will know it

when we see it.

[doorbell chimes]

[gasps]

It must be those

meddling kids. And that dog!

[flashlight horn honks]

What do you need that for?

For pulling a heist.

You pull a heist,

you bring a flashlight.

It's the rules of the street.

It's daytime, Fred.

[panicked mutters]

Shh!

They're gonna hear us!

No kidding, swine monkey!

-Is that a compliment?

-Yeeeee, no.

Do you know the

title of the book?

Uh, it was Travel

World or Book or...

-I don't know.

-Okay. Let's split up.

Okay, boy, time to put that

nose of yours to work.

See if you can sniff out

Grandpop's scent in this place.

[sniffing] Well, this whole

place smells like Grandpops.

And that's not a good thing.

[comical music playing]

"How to Become a Mime

in Ten Easy Steps."

Hey, Twyla! I think I found

a book you might like!

If it's about mimes,

you're not funny.

[chuckles]

Oh, baby.

"The Single Man's

Buttocks Work Out.

Have a great butt in 90 days."

[flashlight honks]

"The Super Duper

World of Adventure."

Hey, Jack!

Jack, I've got something here

about Super Duper

World of Adventure.

Is that it?

Yeah, that's the book!

Nice job!

Oh, no, that's bad.

That's very bad.

Call them, call them.

That's a good idea.

Hey, guys, I think

I found the book.

"Single Man's

Buttocks Workout."

-Yeah.

-Why do you have that?

No reason.

Twyla, Twyla.

I deleted Twyla.

Quick. We go.

[phone ringing]

Ooh, it's Jennifer.

There's somebody

in there with you.

Yeah, I know. Jack and Twyla

are in here with me.

Jennifer sure is pretty,

but she's not that smart.

I know, you monkey, okay?

There are two guys,

I just saw them in the window.

You'll have to call her back.

Hello, kiddies.

-The book, please.

-Uh, who are you?

Never mind who we are.

The important thing

is what we want.

The book. Now.

You. Little goth girl.

I love your whole look,

by the way.

Thank you. No one ever

compliments my style.

Oh, it's exquisite.

Pleasantries are concluded.

The book. Now.

Not a chance!

Show them we mean business.

You got it, Gunther.

Please don't hurt me,

I bruise easily.

Do it.

-Do what?

-Fool.

Give him a wedgie, like the

bullies probably gave you

when you were a sad

little schoolboy.

Sorry about this, kid.

It's okay, I get

them all the time.

-I'll take that.

-Good boy, Skipper. Run!

You handle the kids,

I'll get the dog!

Got it! Come here!

[gasps]

Who turned out the lights?!

The lights are out

and I'm scared.

Gunther? Gunther?

Where are you?

[clanging]

[groans]

[panting]

Gunther?

I'm gonna get you kids!

Meddling little...

I got you.

I can hear you out there.

Hiyah!

Come on, you wanna fight?

Let's go!

I've got you now!

[imitating ninja sounds]

You puny-brained

little animal!

Puny brained? Who are you

calling puny-brained?

[laughs]

You are trapped.

And this is why you are on

the bottom of the food chain

and I am on the top.

Yeah, yeah.

Top of the food chain.

Gunther!

Gunther, help me!

Whoa, what was that?

That was one of them kids.

I got you now!

Higaah!

Woooah! Yah!

I smell kids.

[sniffs]

-I got you.

-The book, please.

[whining]

Oh, are you sad? Huh?

Boo hoo, I lost.

[Skipper] Oh, this

is so humiliating.

-The book.

-Oh, okay.

I give up. You win.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

[laughs]

The day is ours, Ronnie!

I have liberated the book

from that puny-brained animal!

Where's the German guy?

He has the book.

[chuckles]

I got it right here.

I switched the books.

Ha! I got you now, you kids!

-[toy squeaks]

-Aaaah!

[banging and crashing]

[groaning]

[moaning]

[Ronnie] What happened?

That was a lot of stairs.

Ronnie!

What have they done to you?

It's okay, buddy.

I have the book!

Ha.

"Single Man's

Buttocks Workouts!"

Why would Grandpops read this

to a little boy?

I've been outsmarted

by a canine!

[Skipper] Haha!

You got that right!

-[crunching]

-[screams]

[Skipper] It doesn't taste

like schnitzel.

-[sirens wailing]

-[tires screech]

[officer] Okay, kids.

Hold it right there.

Hello, officer!

Okay, if anyone asks

I'm Fido McSniffy.

[groaning]

[clanging]

-[Gunther] Ronnie!

-[Ronnie] Gunther!

What happened? My head is

swollen and I can't see!

Shh!

The cops have showed up.

The kids must have

triggered the alarm.

I can't go back to prison.

You can't let them take me!

[globe gongs]

Oh! Oh, oh, I hit

the mother country!

I'm so sorry, Germany!

[smooches]

Yes, ah, Berlin.

Come on! We must go!

Come on.

Stupid dog. My hind quarters

are in a great deal of pain.

[clanging]

No!

[banging]

No. This way. Come on.

Come on, grab my jacket.

Follow me.

Like a conga line.

What is that?

What is she holding?

That, my friend, is an M387

World War I 37mm shell case.

Also known as the

pom pom in France.

The problem is it's

covered in grease.

That thing is filthy!

[Chauncey] It was

discovered in Greece?

[Skipper] No, not Greece.

France. Weren't you listening?

-Yeah, look, there you go.

-What were you thinking?

There's the grease. See?

It's all over her hands.

-Um.

-Um?

That's all you have

to say for yourself?

But Mom, if we find Grandpop's

treasure, we'll be fine.

We won't ever have

to worry again.

[chuckles] Wait, wait.

I'm the new kid here.

Uh, but are you guys seriously

looking for treasure?

Yes.

Seriously.

Like when we were kids

and we used to play pirates?

No. Real treasure.

-What's going on?

-Jack and the kids

broke into the store,

got busted by the 5-0.

-I'm bored already.

-Ugh, cats.

Okay, Jack. I hate to have to

tell you this but

your grandfather was a

little on the crazy side.

But why would he go

to all the trouble to...

To hide the--

[snickers]

Look, sometimes lonely old

people do nutty things.

[all snickering]

This is hardly a

laughing matter, Jack.

[all giggling]

Uh, Kim, you got a little

something just underneath

your, uh,

just above your lip there.

-What am I gonna do with you?

-But Mom, this is our chance.

-Stop laughing!

-[kids giggling]

We could get enough money

to move back to the city

and leave this stupid town!

Oh, no you didn't.

Stupid town?

Wait, Twyla, I didn't

mean it that way.

Whatever.

Come on, Fred.

Let's go home.

Do you need a ride home?

We can walk.

Come on, Fred.

It was nice talking on

the phone earlier, Jennifer.

[clicks tongue]

Ugh.

Young lady, will you

please hold onto this for me?

Yes, ma'am.

And no matter

how much Jack begs

do not give that back to him.

I am tired of all this

treasure nonsense.

-But Mom--

-Enough, Jack.

I'll deal with you once

you've walked Jennifer home.

[Chauncey] Ugh, I can't look.

Does she still have that

stuff all over her face?

Yes. Yeah, she does.

[Gunther]

I hope you're proud, Ronnie.

Bested by a small dog

and a cheap globe.

Oh, yeah?

Well, at least I'm not the one

that lost a game of

keep away to three kids.

I would have

triumphed in keep away

if I had not had to babysit a

jabbering nincompoop like you.

I don't even know why you

were hired to assist me

on this endeavor

in the first place.

Well, neither do I.

I just got a call

out of nowhere

to go help this

weird German guy.

You dare call me weird?

You are a mindless

worm crawling

in the primordial

slime compared to me.

And why must we reside

in this shoddy pup tent?

We're on a covert

mission, Gunther.

The tent is the best way to

hide without being detected.

[doorbell rings]

That must be our pizza.

-You got thin crust, right?

-Of course. I'm not a savage.

-Mama!

-Gunther.

-Oh, and you must be Ronnie.

-That's me, I'm Ronnie.

-Come to me, Ronnie!

-Uh, okay.

-Mmmm.

-Okay, all right.

-Yeah, uh-huh.

-Do you know who I am?

Uh, the lady what

hired me for this job?

Ya!

And I am also your mother.

-What?

-Ya.

Gunther, this is your

American step-brother.

From when I lived

in New Jersey.

I had to give him up

for adoption when I had to

flee the country.

The FBI, the CIA,

and Walmart security

were after me.

-I had to run.

-Well, yeah.

[soft guitar music]

♪ Oh, my brother ♪

♪ Something has been

Missing in my life ♪

♪ Now you're here I can

Finally see the light ♪

♪ Oh, my brother

My best friend ♪

♪ I'll always

Be there for you ♪

[farting]

♪ I'll always

Be there for you ♪

♪ Right 'til the end ♪

My brother!

Okay, yeah.

[grunting]

Wow.

This is a lot to process.

Come here, bro!

Oh, it's so much fun!

I can see my house.

Could you at least

let me look at the book

until we get back

to your place?

I'm not crossing your mom.

If she tells my parents

what I did I'll be dead.

So what happened

to you and Twyla?

You used to be best friends.

Yeah, when we were little.

And then I got into

clothes and make-up

and she got into weird

clothes and freaky make-up.

But you used to have

so much in common,

like pretending to be

pirates and the art of mime.

Shut up. She did not show you

that video, did she?

Your stuck in a box

trick was amazing.

Really. It moved me.

Yeah, we thought we were

gonna be world famous mimes.

Doesn't every kid?

So, what about you?

You really think you're gonna

find some old Spanish treasure

hidden by your grandpappy?

It's Grandpops, and yes, I do.

Well, you know that's

impossible, right?

No, it's not. Why do you think

those guys came after us?

Um, ever heard

of security guards?

You know what your problem is?

You have no imagination.

Whatever.

You only care about

hair and clothes.

And that's it.

And that's boring.

Yeah? Well at least

I'm not delusional.

Well, at least my best

friend isn't make-up.

Well, at least my

best friend isn't a dog!

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah!

Well, at least I'm

not a terrible mime!

Grandpops Cragmore hid that

treasure from me for 30 years.

Once he passed away...

Not now, sweetie.

...and I found his obituary

online, I knew where to look.

Tell me, did you find the box?

No, but his grandkid did.

There was a movie

in it with a clue! A book!

-Did you obtain the book?

-No.

That sniveling cretin

of a boy has it!

We shall get that book, Mama.

I will start a campaign

of surveillance,

infiltration, and extraction,

and steal that book right from

under that boy's

snotty little nose!

Nein, nein.

There's a better way.

Yeah, Ma's got a better way.

Wait, you're

calling her Ma now?

What?

I call you bro.

Bro.

[speaks German]

I cannot believe

I have a brother!

[laughing]

Shut up, dummkopfs.

Let me think.

-You got anything?

-Ma?

-How about now?

-Anything?

-How about now?

-Now?

How about now?

You want

a thinking marshmallow?

-Not now, sweetie.

-Ow.

[rooster crows]

[whirring]

Fred? Fred?

Hey, Fred.

Are you actually

talking to me?

Yeah, you're the

only Fred around here.

Well, Fred Bellson's

over there.

[grunts]

What I meant to say was,

why are you talking to me?

-You hate me.

-Okay, I don't hate you, Fred.

I just, I have cool friends

who rag on me when I,

-you know, talk to--

-Nerds?

Yeah, like my old friends.

Anyway, I'm trying

to get a hold of Jack

but I don't think he'll

talk to me anymore

and I don't even know how

to approach Twyla, so...

What's up?

Okay, remember that book

that you guys

stole from the store?

Oh, you kept it.

That's amazing!

-That's great--

-No, I didn't.

I returned it to the store.

I'm a good person.

Oh, man.

This dream's totally over.

We could have saved the

whole town with that book.

-Really?

-That's what Twyla

and I were hoping.

I'm not so sure

about Jack, though.

Well, I was looking

through it last night.

I noticed something.

See?

-Let's go tell the others.

-Okay.

[Fred] Hey, what about me?

-Not you!

-Oh.

[sighs]

[door opens]

[Fred] Jack?

You down here?

What're you guys doing here?

[Twyla] I wish I knew.

Okay, you guys

need to see this.

Jennifer found

something in that book.

-What, fashion tips?

-[Skipper] Ooh.

Oh, shut up,

mistress of the dark.

-Oh, that's a burn.

-At least I'm not

an illiterate princess.

-Oh, that's a double burn!

-Why are you such a jerk?

Burnfest!

-Why are you such an airhead?

-[Skipper] Scorched.

Okay, forget it.

This was a stupid idea.

Wait, wait, wait.

You came all this way.

What did you find?

[exhales]

Okay. So I was looking through

the book that you guys stole

and there are a few words

highlighted throughout

the pages.

We knew that.

Okay, well did you

know what words?

"Hurry the heed,

bell and seat, to your."

Wow. "Hurry the heed,

bell and seat, to your."

Jennifer, you cracked it!

[chuckles]

Oh. Wait.

No, you didn't.

Okay, well I just thought

you guys might know

what it means.

Can I see that?

Wait a second.

Wait a second.

If you scramble

the words it says,

"Heed the bell and

hurry to your seat."

It probably means

something about school.

And everybody told me

dyslexia was a bad thing.

Sure worked here.

-What?

-Fred, you're a genius!

You solved it.

Now let's go find the treasure.

Sorry, no. I'm not

breaking into some school

just so Jack here

can strike it rich.

Um, I thought that we were

trying to save the town.

We were.

Jack is trying to leave town.

I'd help but

Twyla's my friend. Sorry.

At least I still

have you, Skipper.

Uh, I need to return some

books to the video store.

So these are the

schools in the area.

Which one is it?

He knows we're watching

and he's waiting.

He's a crafty little devil.

Ah-hah!

He's playing the waiting game!

What is the waiting game?

You know, where he

waits for us to give up

and then he goes in

and gets the treasure.

But we're not giving up!

Don't give our position away!

We must move soon.

No more spying.

-We must take action.

-Yeah!

Thankfully, I have a plan.

No more waiting

game for us, hey, Mama?

[laughs maniacally]

Stop that, you're scaring me!

[Skipper] Jack.

Jack, you gotta come upstairs.

Your mom seems pretty upset.

Jack? Hello?

Here, I'll sit for ya.

Jack. Hey, buddy.

Jack? Your mom.

Will you come upstairs with me?

Jack? Oh, right. I'm a dog.

I keep forgetting.

[clears throat]

[barking]

What is it, Skipper?

[barking]

What is it, boy?

[knocks]

-Mom?

-[sniffles] Hey, bud.

-What's wrong?

-Nothing.

You're crying.

I'm not crying,

don't be silly.

[sniffles]

I, um...

I thought this place would be

a new start for us, you know?

I was a fool to give up

everything for this place.

It's okay, Mom.

It doesn't matter

where we wind up.

As long as we're together,

we're home.

Come here.

Thank you.

What if there was a way for

us to pay for fixing the town

so that we could stay here?

That would take a miracle.

-Or Spanish treasure.

-[sighs] Not that again, Jack.

Let me try to find it. You said

yourself it's safe here.

So at least let me try, please?

-All right.

-Yes!

But no breaking

and entering, okay?

[sniffing]

What is that smell?

[crickets chirping]

[sniffing]

I think I smell steak.

That's impossible.

It's the middle of the night.

Oh, man, that sure smells

like steak, though.

That's impossible. Steaks don't

appear out of no... Oh, oh!

Jackpot!

Eat it, doggie.

A steak magically

appearing in the back yard.

That's never happened before.

It's a delicious steak.

Oh, this is too

good to be true.

I'm not eating that.

[grumbling]

Then again, free steak.

[sniffing]

Eat it!

What's wrong with this thing?

I don't know! This is every

dog's dream come true!

I'd have to be stupid to eat

that. There is no way someone

would just throw a perfectly

good steak in the back yard.

It's gotta be a trick.

Do you think he knows it's

stuffed full of tranquilizers?

It's probably stuffed

full of tranquilizers.

No! No.

He's just a stupid dog.

Nitwit animal won't comply with

Mama's scheme to sedate him.

[groans]

Let's just grab him!

Ooh, random back yard steak.

It's all my dreams coming true.

Chauncey,

I would not eat that.

-I think it's a trick.

-Yeah, sure it is.

-You snoozed, you losed.

-Okay, fine.

Knock yourself out.

Never send a boy

to do a man's job.

Stay here.

You keep eating that,

Chauncey.

I'll take care of those two

guys behind the barrels.

-I believe in you.

-Thank you.

-I got it!

-Yes!

[Ronnie] I got him, I got him,

I got him, I got him.

Very good, brother!

You have a real talent

for the dognapping.

Well, I was a

dog-catcher in Jersey.

-One of the best in town.

-It makes sense.

[Chauncey] Uh-huh.

Great job, guys.

You've caught ein kitty!

You're a kitty-napper!

You know, you've been a

lot nicer to me ever since

we found out we were brothers.

Well, of course, bro.

[groans]

Oh, I got a great idea.

This is gonna be good.

This is gonna be so great.

These guys are

gonna be in for it.

We need to find that dog.

Whaddya got?

Whaddya got, Gunther?

-Not now, I'm thinking.

-Whaddya got?

Just gonna wedge

this down there. Okay.

Here we go. [chuckles]

Turn this on here.

-And that should do it.

-[water running]

Uh...

-Gunther?

-I said not now!

Uh, yeah, but Gunther,

your pants.

-Gunther?

-What?

Your pants.

[groaning]

[pants rip]

Uh...

Nice undies.

-Thanks.

-Yeah.

[laughs]

[Skipper] Uh-oh.

Oh, what the heck!

[Skipper yells]

And that is why you never

send a boy to do a man's job.

[Skipper] Hey, man,

get me outta here!

Skipper? Skipper!

[Twyla speaking with

German accent] "If you want

to see your dog alive again

you will find the treasure

and give it to us.

Once you have it, await

further instruction."

How will they

know if we have it?

Do you think

they're watching us?

[Ronnie] Huh?

[mama]

What are those kids doing?

They're sitting!

And, and... they're talking!

-So can you guys help me?

-You need to call the police.

But if we call the police,

they'll take the treasure.

Remember what Grandpops said?

Grown-ups are greedy.

Yeah, like these dog-nappers.

You know, I bet it's the school

they closed down years ago.

I probably have a key for it.

My mom has the

key to everything.

-Which one is it?

-Um, I think it's this one.

Let me see!

[choking]

How did these three

buffoons capture me?

Let me see!

[choking]

-Oh.

-Give them back!

Give them back.

[choking]

There. Yeah. I see.

Look, I'm sorry for what

I said about the town.

I never asked to move here

and I was mad about it

but now that you

guys are my friends,

at least I hope you're

my friends, I wanna stay.

Well, how can you if these

creeps get the treasure?

Well, I'm not gonna go to

all that trouble to find it

and then just hand it

over to them.

-Do you have a plan?

-No, I'm making it up as I go.

That doesn't exactly

inspire confidence.

But I'll still help you.

-Yeah.

-Let's help.

[Ronnie] They're leaving!

The game is afoot.

[laughs maniacally]

Don't do the evil laugh.

You sound like a psycho.

You really think so?

[adventurous music playing]

That's right, kids.

Lead us right to the treasure!

Faster.

[speaks German]

Mama, we can't go any faster.

We'll pass them.

-Good point.

-Details.

This place is creepy.

It's a lot creepier

with teachers.

How long ago did

they close this place?

Before we started

going to school.

Well, where should we look?

Well, the clue said heed the

bell and hurry to your seat

so I think we should

check a classroom.

Fred?

What're you doing?

No treasure in here.

If there were only

some kind of clue.

Wait a sec.

Let's follow the arrow.

Hm.

-[tires screech]

-[Ronnie grunts]

[mama]

Gunther, watch mein heel.

[Ronnie] Okay.

[Gunther] Don't worry, Mama.

We'll get it all.

[bike bell rings]

[mama] Remember the plan.

Right! Get the clue.

[bike bell rings]

Heed the bell

and hurry to your seat.

Well, I'm in my seat.

Now what?

[Twyla] Maybe someone

else got to it first.

I hope, for your sake,

the last moments of your life

aren't spent in this box.

You need a mint.

[chuckles]

I think Twyla was right.

Nothing here.

Maybe it's in this envelope.

-It's got your name on it.

-Let me see!

[all] "Go to the home

of the clapping hands?"

Ah-hah!

We followed you!

Once again the adults

outsmart the children.

Yeah, real smart, pal.

Now where's my dog?

Oh, you're never

gonna find him,

'cause we got him locked

in the trunk of our car!

[laughs]

-Really?

-I am so sorry.

-That one's on me.

-Yeah.

[groans]

I'm running out of

patience with you, young man.

-Where is it?

-There's nothing here.

All we found was another clue.

Give it to me.

Run!

After them!

Go!

Looks like your friends

have abandoned you.

Oh, boo-hoo. I'm so sad.

You don't scare me.

I could take you.

[chuckles]

You want to fight me?

I don't fight with children.

[chuckles] Chicken.

No, thank you. I've already

had a complete breakfast.

I am full.

No, I'm calling you a chicken.

In my homeland

that is a compli--

[groans] My nose!

[groaning]

Ahh! Ohh.

Ah, you think you can

pummel me into submission

with those balls?

[chuckles]

Think again.

I am captain

of the German

National Dodgeball team.

Three time world champion!

If dodgeball was

an Olympic event

I'd have like three gold meda--

[screams]

No! No!

[yelling]

No! Oh!

[crashing]

Look, I've been thinking

and I'm sorry I've been

so stuck up lately, Twyla.

What're you talking about?

I'm trying to

apologize to you.

Now?

Well, I might not

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]

[comical music playing]

[groaning]

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!

[crash]

[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 okay?

-We're fine.

-Are you good?

Yeah. Let's get out

of here, okay?

I have the clue.

-Okay, 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 okay, 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 okay, Skipper?

-Yeah, I'm fine, Jack.

-Thanks.

-Okay.

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.

[intriguing music playing]

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.

-Okay!

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.

Okay, these kids

are in trouble.

I've gotta do something.

[mama 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.

Okay, 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.

Okay.

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!

Okay, here we go!

Three, two, one.

[moaning]

Are you guys okay?

-Yeah, yeah, we're okay.

-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!

Okay.

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 okay?

-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.

[sullen music playing]

[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 okay!

[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!

But how is that a clue?

[all] It's in the shed?

[Skipper] Oh, it's

petty dark in here, guys.

Okay, okay. Let's spread out

and find this thing.

Treasure, treasure.

Where is the treasure?

Here we go. Oh, yeah,

what've we got over here?

What's this?

[sniffing] Ugh!

I don't know what that is but

someone should throw it out.

Wait, what've we got over here?

Hey, that's my old Frisbee.

I've been looking for that.

What's this?

[Skipper]

Hey, what'd you guys find?

That's Grandpop's trunk.

Jack, try your key.

[creaking]

Oh, biscuits!

It's just a bunch of

old film equipment.

[laughs]

[flashlight honks]

Those aren't the kind with

the chocolate inside, right?

Nope.

Looks like you kids

just saved the town.

[giggling]

[farting]

Whew, do not go in there.

I think this is the life.

We should

live here permanently.

Hey, guys, nice set-up.

I like it.

But I was just

talking to the mayor

and he said that he would

spring for a fancy hotel

'cause you guys, you know,

saved the town and everything.

-What do you say?

-Hmm, I'm okay.

-We're good.

-We can stay here.

-[Fred] Yeah.

-I would like

to go to the hotel,

especially if it's fancy.

Sorry, Jen, I think

you're out-voted.

But, on another note, I just

came from the lawyer's office

and it turns out

Grandpops left

another surprise for Jack.

But... you're only allowed to

open it on one condition.

Are you ready for

another adventure?

Should we do it?

-[kids] Yeah.

-Good.

Jack, I wouldn't.

Don't open that box.

-Don't open that--

-[box unlocks]

Oh, man.

[ending theme music playing]