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(dramatic orchestral music)

(suspenseful music)

- [Officer] That's my
job, trying the doors.

- So it is, my friend, so it is.

- And what brings a sailor
out on a night like this?

- A buried treasure, my
friend, a buried treasure.

- I think you've had a nip too much.

You better run along now and
let the night air sober you up.

- Drunk I am not, but that's an idea.

(chuckles) Do you know where
Mr. Bill Martin might be?

- Well, you might try pier
five, he's usually down there

with his pal and their boat, the Skiddoo.

- I have some news for him,
rare and interesting news.

- I've got it, if I could
only figure out some way

so that they didn't have to sew him up.

- Huh?

- It's worth a million dollars.

Condensed stuffing for Christmas turkeys.

Well, they can beer, don't they?

- Yeah, they can beer.

Oh, why don't we give
this whole business up

and get ourselves jobs like other people?

- Oh, now Stuff, you don't wanna spoil

a beautiful record, do you?

Two thirds of my class
have been out of work

since I left Princeton.

- Do you mind if I get a job?

I didn't go to college.

- Oh, Stuff, you're not losing confidence

in the old Bill Martin system, are ya?

How can it miss?
- How can it miss?

Remember all of your other ideas?

They couldn't miss, either.

- Sometimes you have to have
patience, you have to wait!

- Wait?

Yeah, while we're waiting
around, will you tell me

how eight bucks is gonna
take care of these?

Here, back rent on the store.

Three months' payments on this boat.

- There's only one thing to do.

File them with the rest of our bills.

- Help, help!
(tense orchestral music)

- That must be one of our creditors.

- [Man] Help!

- Stuff, grab a wrench.

- I don't know, this thing ain't loaded.

- [Man] Pull me up, pull me up!

- There he is!

Catch hold!

That a boy.

There you go.

Take it easy.

- My leg, my leg, my leg, my leg!

- Take it easy.
- Look, his leg's gone.

- I'll fix a tourniquet.
- Yeah, sure.

- There she blows, toward the rim.

- Look, it's a wooden leg.
(Bill laughs)

- [One-Legged Man] Haul
her in, smack her now.

Step lively before she scuttles herself.

Hey, go quick before
she drifts off to sea.

- [Bill] He'll get it.

- I'm a hero.

There's your leg.

- I would rather lose my
good one than that one, eh?

(chuckles) Solid mahogany.

I carve it myself out of an old piano.

Very musical.

Every time someone play the spring song,

it gets a twitch of
sciatica or rheumatism.

He got it all right.
- Who got what?

- The Phantom.
- Huh?

- Hey, you are not in cahoots
with this Phantom, huh?

- Oh, we've been cahoots
with a lot of people,

but never any Phantom, who is he?

- (mumbles) The Phantom, all
Phantom look alike to me.

- So, a Phantom hits you over the head,

took all your money and threw
your leg into the harbor, huh?

- Yeah, he didn't get my
money, only got half the map.

I was too smart for him.

- They must read a lot
of fiction on ship board.

- The half he got was in here, (chuckles)

but I'm telling where the other half is.

Not till I see that fellow,
what's his name, Bill Martin.

- Bill Martin?

Well, he's got a shop
right, oh, well, that's him!

- You?

You are Bill Martin?

The laddie what own
the Morgan Island, huh?

- [Bill] Yeah.

- Then I'll have big business
deal to chew over with you.

That is if you want to cut
in on half of the 20 million?

- 20 million?
- Do you mean in cash?

- In gold and jewels!

20 million, I am telling you.

- Hey, we better get him outta
here, he's outta his head!

- Spanish gold with pieces of eight,

and royal jewels, I'm telling you.

And there we was, fishing
off of the Bahamas.

We was wrestling on our
oars when up pops the cask,

right under our bows.

Well, there was nothing for
me to do, so I pull him in.

Must have been drifting for 200 years.

200 years, I am telling you.

It was all covered with barnacles.

I rip him open and what
do you think I find, eh?

- Oh, now don't tell me a mermaid?

- No, no, no mermaid, not this time.

Give me my leg. (chuckles)

You'll be surprised.

This map, the half that
the Phantom did not get.

(suspenseful music)

Now tell me, laddie,
do we be partners, huh?

- Well, wait a minute,
let's take a look at it.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Now, where did he go?
- You got me.

(playful orchestral music)

- [One-Legged Man] What
you do, let him get away?

- I'm sorry, skipper, I did my best.

- If I would've had two good
legs, I would catch him myself.

- Yeah.

- Uh-oh.

- [Bill] Are you looking for somebody?

- Why, yes.

I'm looking for William Martin.

- [Stuff] You mean Bill Martin?

- Yes.
- Well, he's--

- He's out of town for a few weeks.

Can I give him a message for you?

- No, no, this is something personal.

Thanks just the same.
- Oh, it's all right.

- You, you are not Bill Martin?

- Yeah, what's the idea?

- Hey listen, Stuff, how many
times do I have to tell you?

When anybody looks for me, I'm not here.

That guy's a bill collector,
if I ever saw one.

- After we get the 20 million,

you won't have no bills
bothering you no more,

but you should not have let
the Phantom get away from you.

We might need the other half of that map.

- Listen, next time, you
chase your own Phantoms.

Come on.

$20 million, maps, gold,
deserted islands, castles--

- Hey, look!

- He's come back!
- The Phantom.

- Well, he won't get away this time!

(dramatic orchestral music)

- I am coming, laddie!

- Hold it there a second, Bill!

I got him.

Get a hold of him, Bill.

- Hold him, laddie.

(thud)

- Hey, this isn't any Phantom!
- You know this one?

- Sure, it's my cousin, George!

George, wake up, wake up!

- [Stuff] I'll wake him up.

- Thanks for waking him up.

- Well, I just--

- Do you always give you
relatives this kind of a welcome?

- [Bill] George, if I'd
known you were coming,

I couldn't have done any better.

- Yeah, well I'm not exactly
glad to see you, either.

This isn't a social call.
- No?

Then what do you want?
- I wanna get dry.

- Cousin or no cousin, he
was after Morgan's map.

- Who, him?

Naw, he doesn't collect
maps, he collects etchings.

(laughs)

- I hear you haven't been
doing so well lately, Bill.

- No.

- Uh-huh, well, thought
I might help you out.

- You?

- Yeah, tell me, have you been--

- Excuse me.

- Have you sold the old Morgan Island yet?

- No, that's about the only thing

in Grandfather's will
that I couldn't hawk.

- Well, I thought I might
take if off your hands.

- That doesn't sound like
you, George, come again.

- Well, the truth of the matter is,

I've been thinking about
fixing up the old castle.

You know, hideaway for weekends?

- Well, you know, I've sorta
got attached to the old place.

- I'll give you $20,000 for it.

- 20 thou...
- 20...

- Well, that does sound
reasonable enough, George.

Coming from anybody else,
I might consider it.

- [Stuff] What's the
difference who it comes from?

Tell him you'll take it.

- Don't do it, laddie,
he's after Morgan's gold.

- Well, how about it?

- Sorry, George, but I can't handle it.

- I'll be back in a few days

to see if you've changed your mind.

- You're wasting your time.
- We'll see.

- You just kicked $20,000 right
in the teeth, are you nuts?

- You are a man among men,
laddie, when do we start?

- Start, start where?
- For the treasure, remember?

You know, I would not
be surprised if he was

the Phantom trying to
get there ahead of us.

- Maybe you're right, skipper.

I can't understand this sudden
interest of Cousin George.

- 20,000 crackers.

- Let's get started,
the sooner the quicker.

- Well, wait a minute, you
haven't proved anything yet.

- Prove? (chuckles)

Here's this map.

What more do you want, huh?

(chuckles) Look.

- How do we know that map is genuine?

- Genuine? I will show you.

- Well, there is a way to find out.

- [Man] It's amazing, positively amazing.

- You mean that it's on the level?

- [Man] On the level?

Oh, you mean authentic.

- Oh, what we wanna know, is it real?

- [Man] No, no, of course
it's not authentic.

But it's one of the most skillfully-made

imitations I've ever seen.

- Imitation, what are you talking about?

I fished that out of the ocean myself!

- It was probably some tourist on a boat

indulging in a bit of whimsy.

Made the map and tossed it into the ocean.

- What he know, that land lubber?

I'm telling you, that is
the map of Sir Henry Morgan.

- That's strange, that's
exactly what the other man said.

- What other man?

- Who he was?
- Gentlemen, gentlemen.

You overwhelm me, I'm just
looking up a reference for you.

- Who he was and what do he want?

- It was just the man with
the other half of the map.

- What did he look like?
- Oh, I couldn't say exactly.

He was very tell and
somewhat foreign looking.

- What did you tell him?
- The same thing I told you.

The map is unquestionably a fake.

- Fake! (chuckles)

- I couldn't convince him of that, either,

but then I'm accustomed to that.

So many people come in here
with worthless treasure maps.

- You mean other people fall
for this buried treasure stuff?

- Why, literally hundreds.

- I got an idea, come on.
- Where are you going?

- To make ourselves a fortune!
- Here we go again.

(playful orchestral music)

♪ 15 men on a dead man's chest ♪

♪ Yee-ho, yee-ho ♪

♪ Pirates made him walk the plank ♪

♪ Yee-ho and a bottle of rum ♪

- Everything all set?

- Well, I think I got
everything all set, let's see.

I got plaster skulls to
put under the covers.

Copper cords I found in the desk in store.

Spanish beads and a dozen
maps, positively fake.

Ain't he a cutie?

- Yeah, he oughta give
the customers a thrill.

- Customers? (laughs)

That's a laugh.

The only customers we've
got is that one-leg,

and he's gone over to
the island on the cuff.

- What's the matter?

Are you losing faith in
my million-dollar ideas?

- I got more faith in your $20,000 cousin.

- Wait till the customers
get a load of this!

"Treasure Hunt.

"Bookkeeper finds fortune, why don't you?

"Finders keepers, don't delay, call today.

"Join our weekend excursion
to Morgan's Island.

"$50 per person, covers all expenses.

"Buried Treasure Incorporated,
227 Front Street."

- Bill Martin, General Manager.

- (chuckles) Well, how do you like it?

- Oh, it's all right.

If you wanna get them ghosts
installed by Saturday,

you better help me get
this down to the boat

so we can get started.

- How do you do?

I just want to inquire if--
- I'm sorry, he's not here.

- Oh, haven't any idea
where he might be, have you?

- Yes, he went fishing.
- Oh, that's too bad.

- What did you wanna see him about?

Maybe I could tell him when he gets back.

- Well, it's confidential
government business.

But we'll find him, sorry I troubled you.

- Oh, no trouble at all.

Say, sounds like income tax to me.

You never can tell what
they're gonna dig up.

- I don't like the way he
said, "we'll find him."

- Come on, make it snappy,
I got to get back here.

- Oh, what're we waiting for?

(tires screech)

- What happened?

- Go back to sleep, I'll handle this.

- Why don't you look
where you're goin', lady?

- I thought so, a man driver.

- Well, you're not so hot yourself.

- Where's your driver's license?

- Where's yours?

- I don't suppose you're insured?

- Certainly not, I never touch the stuff.

- Well, who's gonna pay
for the damages to my car?

- Damages? A little paint
scraped off, that's all.

Besides, you were doing 60.

- 70, perhaps you'd like to see my lawyer?

- Now, relax, my man here
will take care of everything.

- Sure, all we have to do
is unhook these fenders,

straighten this lamp out.

(crowd chuckles)

- I think it'll be cheaper
if you let me have it fixed.

- It just dropped off.
- Where shall I send the bill?

- Now, wait a minute, how
do you think it'll be?

- Well, if you call
your man off right away,

you might get by for $200.

- Listen, I don't wanna buy this heap.

- Perhaps you'd like to
settle this thing in court?

- That's all right with me, lady.

My card.

- Rhumba lessons, huh?

- Wrong one.

- Escorts and...

(chuckles) You certainly get around.

- Buried Treasure
Incorporated, 227 Front Street.

Why, that's right--
- Right here.

Come on in the office,
we'll settle everything.

Hey, Stuff, get unhooked there
and get over to the island.

- Right.

Here, hold this, will you?

Somebody give me a hand here, will ya?

- Say, that man, that fellow is dead!

- I only look dead, go away.

- Well, that's mighty trim
craft you got here, huh?

You mind if I check your compass?

- Look, if I take an
aspirin, will you go away?

- You know, I'm gonna have to speak

to that assistant of mine, he's
mislaid my checkbook again.

- Oh, mister, who do you
think you're kidding?

- Well, I don't know her
name, but she's kinda cute.

- Skip it, I'm interested
in the damages to my car.

- Well, could I mail you a check?

- Yes, you could,

if you put in writing
that you owe me the money.

- It's as good as done,
uh, where does it go?

- Wendy Creighton, East End Yacht Club.

- Wendy Creighton.

Say, you're the girl
that owns the Jamboree.

- I see you know your yacht registrations.

- Well, now look, Miss Creighton.

With all your dough, you're
gonna let a couple of measly

100 dollars stand in the way
of a beautiful friendship?

- That's why we have our money.

We don't mix friendship with business.

- Business. (chuckles)

You know, that puts a
new light on the subject.

Why don't you get away,

from yachts, motorcars,
boring social activities?

- And take a trip to
Morgan's Island, I suppose?

- [Bill] That's right, how'd you guess it?

- Me on a phony trip like that?

No, thank you, I've seen everything.

- Come in, come in!

Suppose we leave
everything to Mister, um--

- Thurman Coldwater's the name,

and if you want to leave
anything to me, I'll accept it.

- Think of it.

Riches, ghosts.

A haunted castle on a deserted island.

How does that sound to you?

- Positively boring.

- You wouldn't deprive this poor girl

of an exciting adventure
on Morgan's Island?

- Listen, my impetuous young
friend, nothing ever deprives

this young lady of anything
she sets her mind to.

Now, if you'll excuse
me, I'm awfully tired.

(Wendy chuckles)

- You know, your high pressure
doesn't startle me, either.

It's still no sale.

- All right, I'll come clean.

I haven't got the money to pay you now,

but I will have, after our first trip.

- Why didn't you say
that in the first place?

- Well, after all, I did
get your name and address.

- Oh.

- But seriously, if you come with us,

and you say that it isn't
the most thrilling adventure

you've ever had, I'll pay
you double what I owe you,

and if you don't, well, we're even.

- Your powers of persuasion
are overwhelming.

But it's still gonna cost you $200 more.

- Maybe.

All right, now don't
forget the boat leaves

Saturday at two o'clock, pier
five, here are your tickets.

- A still small voice tells me
I'm crazy, but come, Thurman.

- In spite of what I've
told you about the map,

do you still believe
there's treasure there?

- Why not? You know nothing
about your pirate history?

- Yes, I'll have to admit that
Sir Henry Morgan and his men

once used the island for a hideaway.

- That they did and
wherever there is pirates,

there is treasure.

- You know, I might enjoy that trip.

- Well, you only live once.

- I'd have to sell my Baby
Barnes, but after all,

it is adventure, isn't it?

- Why don't you go in?

- I think I will!

- There's something fishy about this.

Why should you wanna go?

- After your customers
yell for their money back,

maybe I can persuade you to sell.

- [Bill] I'm sorry, George,
but I'm afraid you'll have to

wait until I die before you
get a hold of the castle.

- I'll still be young enough
to enjoy it then, how much?

- 50 bucks, payable in advance.

(bright orchestral music)

How do you do?

You're gonna be with us, I hope
it's a nice day for a sail.

And you'll enjoy it, I'm
sure, just think of it.

Ghosts, riches, thrills,
a haunted castle on the--

- Yeah, yeah, I know.

100 bucks.

- [Bill] (chuckles) Yeah, that's right.

All right, Stuff, get the bags!

- [Stuff] You bet.

- Make ready to shove off, men!

Right this way, folks.

- Just follow me, please.

Right in here, folks.

- Hey, wait a minute, hey, just a minute.

Do you happen to be Bill Martin?

- See me later, bud, I'm busy.

- Just a minute, bub,
hold on just a minute.

My name is McGoon, I'm
private investigator

for the Merchants Protective Association.

- We don't want anything today.

- You're guilty of false
and misleading advertising.

- Huh?

- Your ad says that you got ghosts.

- Yes and they all got union cards.

- But the Merchants Protective Association

don't believe in ghosts.

- Skeptics, huh?

- I got a little court order here

for you to cease and desist.

- Well, uh, now wait a minute, Sergeant.

When you make a serious
accusation like this,

you have to have some proof!
- Huh?

- Well, how can you prove
that there aren't any ghosts

when you haven't been there?
- Oh.

- Well, you're familiar
with law, Sergeant?

- Well, I didn't get this
out of a bag of popcorn.

- Then you know that you
got to have legal proof.

- Oh, yes, yes!

- Well, then why don't you
take a little trip with us

over to the island and see
the ghosts for yourself?

- Who, me?

- Yes, we have a special reduced rate

for members of the profession, $75.

- 75 bucks?

- You can put it on your expense account.

- Do you think they'd let
me get away with that?

- Certainly, they would,
and you'll love it!

Genial company, old world
atmosphere, you can pay me later!

Shovin' off!

Well, we're on our way.

- Ahoy there!

Aboard the Skiddoo!

- Gone for the weekend.

- I got a package for ya!
- What is it?

- I don't know, the guy says
to give it to you personally.

He says it's important.
- Well, toss is over.

- All right, stand by, here she comes!

(water splashes)

- Butter fingers.

- What an outfielder.

- [Bill] Full speed astern!

- Young man, where would
I find the boat Skiddoo?

- Just did.

- I'm trying to locate William Martin.

- I just saw him aboard.

I delivered a package to
him, but he never got it.

There it is.

(explosion booms)

- Oh, my.

- Well, for a send-off, that wasn't bad.

- It sure looks like
somebody don't want us

to get to that island.

- Will the rest of your thrills
be that noisy, Mr. Martin?

(boat horn blows)

- Oh-ho, lovely idea, this, a lovely idea.

- This is all deluxe, the $100 special.

- Why didn't we take your yacht?

- Say listen, bud.

- Mr. Coldwater, if you please.

- All right, Mr. Coldwater.

The trip includes taking
my boat, not hers!

- It ain't your boat either.

It belongs to the finance company.

Excuse me, Mr. Icewater.

- Well, is it my fault if somebody

puts a magnet in the compass

and we've been going in the
wrong direction for six hours?

Oh, what are you all complaining about?

This is exciting, it's adventure.

Imagine, lost at sea, on
the way to a haunted island,

with a ghost castle where one
of us might even be murdered.

- What if it's you, Professor?

- It might as well be me, the way I feel.

- Must've been somethin'
you ate, what'd you eat?

- Oh, I only had some lobster
and some strawberry ice cream

and a couple of beers.

- It couldn't be that.

- It couldn't have been.

Oh.

Captain, let the ship burn,
I'm staying right here.

- I saw you give that guy a
tumble when we came on board.

Now, lay off.

- Why don't we settle this
thing and get it over with?

- Shut up.

- All right, but don't
say I didn't warn ya.

- I said, shut up.

- Hey, land on the port bow.

- Must be a mirage.

- Wherever we are, let's
land and thumb a ride.

- Well, this is it,
folks, get ready to land.

(suspenseful music)

All right, folks, pick up your bag.

I'm not responsible for
anything left after 30 days.

Walk, not run, for the nearest castle.

- You'll either have
to be funny or quieter.

- All right, skipper, step forward.

- [Stuff] This castle
is over 400 years old.

- Fine thing, no red taps.
- So this is Morgan's Castle?

- Yep, and been deserted
for hundreds of years.

- [Wendy] Oh, double doors.

I suppose bats fly out when you open them.

- Well, they'd better.

(door creaks)

Look out, bats!

- Bats, my Aunt Emma, they were pigeons.

- Can somebody tell me why
lobsters don't like beer?

(door creaks)

- Hey, Stuff, I thought
I told you to get bats?

- Oh, where was I gonna get bats?

Besides, them pigeons
ain't worked in six months.

(suspenseful music)

- All right, folks.

Put down your baggage and
make yourselves comfortable.

- There is treasure here,
I can feel it in my bones.

- That is your rheumatism.

- We shall see, my friend, we shall see.

- This place gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Reminds me of a prison.

- Will you forget that line of chatter?

- I think you've waited too long already.

Why can't we start now?

- Can't make a move until all
these people get to sleep.

- Rod, don't make a fool of yourself.

- This is going to be an
unhealthy trip for one of you two.

(Stuff giggles)

(sheet metal rumbles)

- That...

- Don't be frightened, folks,
it's just Morgan's ghost.

He resents our coming here.

- Not anymore than I do.

(Stuff moans)

(Stuff laughs menacingly)

(Stuff giggles)

(wood clacks)

(wood clacks)

- That treasure, she must
be in this wall some place.

(wood clacks)

- Look out!

Are you hurt?

- No but look at this harpoon,
it could have killed a whale!

- That's a cute little plaything.

- Well, there's nothing to
be excited about, folks.

This thing's probably been set for years.

We must've jogged the mechanism.

- First mechanical man, eh?
- That's right.

In the old days, when the
castle was short of defenders,

they put a few dozen of these to work.

- I'll soon have it nice
and cheerful in here.

♪ 15 men on a dead man-- ♪
- Hey, Stuff.

Lay off shootin' those arrows.

You almost killed the skipper.

- Arrows, what arrows?

I ain't been shootin' no arrows.

- Yeah, I know, but lay off just the same.

(suspenseful music)

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Mustn't touch, employees only.

- Okay, Bluebeard.

(armor clatters)

Playing games, huh?

- I'm sorry, that thing almost hit you.

- Boy, that was close.

- A ghost, a ghost pushed that statue.

My vibrations tell me.

- That one had muscles.

- Yes and I think I know the ghost's name.

- Aren't you boys carrying
this thing a little too far?

- Hey now, Stuff, enough.

That's too much, you might've killed her.

- Ah, I didn't do this,
he must've just fell over.

- All right, folks.

I guess that's enough
excitement for one night.

If you'll come up, I'll
assign you to your rooms.

- [Radio Host] It was midnight
in the old deserted castle.

The dreaded hour when the
monster had threatened to strike.

Gloria Valgene shivered, even
though it was a warm night,

and she was curled up
before a raging fire.

(dark orchestral music)

- Hello, Yarik.

Find your own bed, will you?

(suspenseful music)

(door closes)

- The evening is still young.

- I say, you're putting
everybody to bed, but in my case,

you're extending a special
privilege in letting me stay up.

Goodnight.

If that wasn't the
wind, don't do it again.

- Leave the castle.

Leave the castle.

- You're just wasting your time, Bill.

Why don't you go to bed?

- This castle belongs to
the spirits of the past.

Leave before morning.

- You do any other dialects?

- Death waits for those who
dare to spend the night here.

- Well, I'm going to bed, Bill.

Call me at seven.

- [Stranger] This is your last warning.

You must leave here at once.

- [Wendy] Bill, you're not scaring me.

- [Stranger] If you are wise,
you will do what I tell you.

- Now look, Bill, this scare
act was a joke up till now,

but coming into a girl's...

(screams)

(suspenseful music)

- You all right?

- He stood right there.
- Who?

- A figure in a black
cape and a horrible face.

- You mean you were scared?
- I was scared to death.

- That makes us even.

The repair bill to your
car is paid in full.

- Did you folks hear somebody scream?

- I did the screaming.

- Brother, did you know that
you have a horrible face?

- Huh?

- Where'd you get the black cape?

- Black cape?

- Oh, but it wasn't his face that I saw.

- No?

- No, I ain't been near this room tonight.

- You haven't?

- I've been downstairs fixin',
I mean, doin' some work.

- Are you still frightened?

- I have to admit, you
boys did a good job of it.

You've got me frightened so badly,

now I don't wanna stay in
this room a minute longer.

- Well, how would you feel if we fixed

a nice cozy bed for ya down by the fire?

- Anywhere where I don't have to be alone.

- Is this party goin' on all night?

Radios playin' and dames screamin'.

- Shut up and sit down.

- When do we get started?

- I'll tell you when.

(woman gasps)

- Look, a bunch of nitwits.

Nothin' else to do but play games!

- Quit yelpin'.

What do you wanna do,
bring 'em all in here?

- I know what I wanna do and
I'm gonna do it right now!

I'm leavin'!

- You're leavin' when I tell you to leave.

- You're gonna do this once too often.

- I'm afraid you're
doomed to be successful.

- Do you really think
I have possibilities?

- Sure, look at all this.

For a thrill, I'm going to
recommend it to all my friends.

- Well, the gadget man here

really deserves most of the credit.

- Do you mind a little criticism?

- No, the management appreciates

any suggestion to improve the service.

- Yeah, yeah, suggest ahead.

- Well, number one.

Don't barge into a lady's
room without knocking.

Number two, don't tell your
guests to leave the castle.

- I don't understand that
either, what'd you do that for?

- I didn't.

- Well, the first thing I
heard over the loud speaker

in my room was an eerie voice
saying, "leave the castle.

"Leave the castle."

- Well, that wasn't me, I
ain't been near that microphone

since I let out with that first moan.

- [Stranger] Leave the castle.

Leave the castle.

- That's it, that's the voice.

- See?

That ain't me, is it?

I'm right here, ain't I?

Or am I?

(suspenseful music)

You gonna be gone long?

(cuckoos)

- Hey, Stuff, somebody's
getting a little playful.

Stay here with Wendy and I'll see

if I can find out who it is.

(suspenseful music)

Stay right there, Professor.

I'm gonna take a look
at some of our guests.

This way, Professor.

Ah-ah, wait right there.

I'll tuck you in, Professor,

but remember, this gonna cost you extra.

- Shh.

What ya find out?

- Well, everybody's accounted
for, except the skipper.

He's not in his room.
- The skipper?

You don't think he'd be runnin' around,

scarin' everybody and tellin'
us to leave the castle do you?

- Maybe.

You know, Stuff, maybe he'd like

to look for the treasure all by himself.

(distant clacks)

Hey, is that another one of your gags?

- No.

Maybe it's the skipper.

- Let's go see.

- If we just ignored it, it might go away.

- Come on.

(door creaks)

(rhythmic thuds)

- Spooky, ain't it?

We oughta have some light down here.

(suspenseful music)
(rhythmic thuds)

- [Bill] Gettin' warmer.

- That's what you think.

- Where's the boat?

- [Woman] I told you we waited too long.

- Must've drifted some place.

- Whatever that noise was, it's gone.

(distant gun fires)
(tense orchestral music)

(gun fires)

- Somebody killed him.

- What's the matter, what's
the matter, what's goin' on?

- Somebody killed Rod.

- Who done it?
- I don't know.

We were lookin' around for the boat.

We heards a noise, Rod turned,

I heard a shot and he folded up,

and a guy in a black
cape ran into the bushes.

- Say, what're you doin' with this gun?

- I took from Rod.
- Then you shot him.

- No, no, I didn't.

I took a shot at the
man in the black cape.

- A very likely story, sister,
you're comin' along with me.

- I ain't talkin' till I see a lawyer.

- Don't argue, come on.

- Hey, Stuff.

What do you make of this?

- I don't know.

What do you figure it is?

- Marks made by a peg leg.

- The skipper.

- McGoon would say it's open and shut.

- Oh, no, the skipper
wouldn't do nothin' like that.

- Why not?

Who else has got a peg leg around here?

Besides, we don't know
very much about him.

- What're we gonna do,
turn him over to McGoon?

- Don't you think we
better find him first?

- Huh?

Oh, yeah.

- So, that's it, huh, that's it?

Your name is Grady, Mrs. Grady.

The wife of Killer Grady, the bank bandit.

- Sure, the whole state
was lookin' for him.

Now do you do get the idea?

- Mm-hm, yeah.

No.

- They were watchin' all
the buses and trains, so,

we decided to steal a boat and
beat it out of the country.

- Oh, you were gonna cop the boat,

and you were gonna help him to escape.

Don't you know that
that's a criminal offense?

- He was forcing me to do it!
- So, you killed him.

- No!

No, no, no, I didn't, I
tell ya, I didn't do it!

- Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.

You did admit that you
fired this gun, didn't you?

- Yes!
- How many times?

- Once, at the man in the
black cape who killed Rod.

- Ah-ah, ah, that's right.

I remember, I remember
there were two shots.

Then there oughta be six slugs
in this, we'll soon find out.

How do you work this thing?

- Like that.

- Yeah, I know, but how
do you get the slugs out?

- You just pull this
down and pull this out.

- Oh, I see, well, there
oughta be six in here.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six. (chuckles)

Well, sister, you got me there,
but I ain't givin' up yet.

- Why not?
- Oh, hello, hello.

What do you mean, why not?

- There's a substantial reward

for Killer Grady, dead or alive.

- [McGoon] Yeah, that's
right, well, what about it?

- All you have to do is turn in the body

and claim the reward.
- That's right.

Say, what do you expect
to get out of this?

- Oh, don't worry about me.

This is a treasure hunt, you know.

- Well, sister, I'm gonna let you go.

- That's awfully sweet of ya, pal.

- Yeah, but you just stick around

where I can keep my eye on you.

- Sure!

- I'm not quite convinced
about this whole thing yet.

I'll take charge of these.

- Oh, I forgot all about ya.

- How did I get here, what happened?

- You were walking in your sleep.

- Oh, dear me.

- We didn't want you falling
downstairs and getting hurt,

so we tied you up.

- Seems to me, somebody wants
us on this island, but dead.

- Oh, don't be silly, Stuff.

Somebody just wanted Rod out of the way.

- But who?

- I found it, mateys, I found it!

- Found what?

- The key to the buried treasure!

- Where did you find it, outside?

- No, I find it downstairs in the cellar.

I was tapping on the wall all night,

following this half of the map.

- Let's see the key.
- It isn't that kind of a key!

The key is a clue here on the map.

It lead me to the hidden staircase,

and then to the torture room.

But I need help now.

Come on, mateys, step lightly.

- I'll come with you!

- Don't let him out of your sight.

(suspenseful music)

- This is the old torture chamber.

- You mean, this is where
they used to take care of 'em?

Cozy little den.

- Me see.

Here is a picture of that chair.

What does it say? The
writing is kind of fine.

- "When at length you find the chair,

"place a dead man's body there."

- Huh?

I'll be right back.
- Where you are going?

- I'm goin' upstairs to get a body.

- You, get in that chair.
- Who, me?

I ain't dead, yet.

- Come on, don't be so self-conscious.

- Get in the chair, go on.
- Oh.

All right.

But my heart ain't in it.

You see?

You have to have a real
dead body or it don't work.

(screams)

- Are ya hurt?

- No!

I'm all right.

- [Skipper] Look around, there must be

a jewel box down there.
- Jewel box?

Jewel box.

Oh, here's somethin', maybe this is it.

Yeah, here.

Give me a hand!

Boy, what a place.

Full of rats and spiders, tarantulas.

- Look, a 16th century piggy bank.

- (chuckles) Yeah, the
fortune, she is not in there,

but maybe the key, she is.

See, there's dust here,
that's a long time.

- That's no key.

That looks more like a
check for a short beer.

- What do we do now?
- Well, I don't know.

It is far as I can go
with my half of the map.

But if I ever find that fellow
who steal that other half,

I'm going to break his back.

Here, Miss Wendy.

You can prove you have been
on a treasure hunt, eh?

- Professor!

Wake up!

Wake up!

- Oh, where am I?

Excuse me, I must have been
walking in my sleep again.

I beg your pardon, miss.

- You think you better
take him back to bed?

- That won't be necessary, I'm
not going to sleep anymore.

I'll dress and sit by the fire.

- I think it would be a good
idea if we all sat by the fire.

- Yes, sir, all we need
is a half a piece of paper

and we've got a fortune.

Oh-oh, that wasn't there before.

- "Nine left."

What's that mean?

- Wait a minute, weren't there 10 of us

here before Rod was killed?

- That radio room of
yours has quite a layout.

- Oh, I see you're
making yourself at home.

- Well, since you've added
murder to your little bag

of tricks, you won't be
using the castle much longer.

- Cousin George, your patience amazes me.

(suspenseful music)

- "Four paces to the hidden stairway.

"Then two paces to the wall on the..."

- Here we go again.

- The Phantom.

- That arrow must've gone
right through his heart.

- Look, on his shoe.

- I know him, he's Panama Pete.

- Who?

- Panama Pete, we were
shipmates on the Selolina

the time I find this treasure map!

- What's this?

- That's the other half of the map!

- Now I got it, that's the
guy that clonked the skipper.

The guy we chased off at the water.

- He tried to blow up the boat.

- But why would he do that?

- Keep us away from here.

The other half of the map
proves that, he was probably

looking for the treasure
when we barged in on him.

- (chuckles) Sure,
didn't he try to kill me

with that arrow contraption
the minute I came in here?

- Certainly, so that you
couldn't use your half.

- But why would he try to push
the suit of armor over on me?

- To scare us all away.

- How about Rod?

- He killed Rod and
tried to pin the murder

on the skipper with that phony peg leg

so that he could have the
treasure all to himself.

It looks like our little
murder-mystery has solved itself.

- Wait a minute, what about the
guy that killed the Phantom?

He's still around.

- Oh no, he took another crack
at tryin' to kill the skipper

and only this time,
the mechanism misfired,

and the archer got caught in his own trap.

- Well, then the
excitement's all over now.

- Aye aye, mateys, let's
go look for the treasure.

From now on, we are under full sail.

- No, thanks, I'll just
stay right here and relax.

- [Stuff] How about it, Bill,
we've got a whole map now.

- All right, what can we lose?

(suspenseful music)

- Look!

- Somebody around here has a
pretty grim sense of humor.

- Who do you suppose is doing this?

- I don't know.

But I think it's about time
I did a little checking up.

- According to this half of the map,

there should be another room.

(suspenseful music)

(door creaks)

- "Take the coin that you pick up,

"and put in the handle slot."

Handle slot.

What kind of talk is those?

- You got me.

Handles, slots.

Pump handles, handle with
care, pick handles...

Ax heads!

Here's an ax!

- There is the coin, you put
the coin in there in the slot!

Give me the coin, give me the coin.

- You gave the coin to Wendy.

- I give the coin to
Wendy, just when we are to

put our hands on that
treasure, I give the coin to--

- Take it easy, skipper, I
know where it is, I'll get it.

- Well, get the coin, I
want to put it in there!

- Wendy?

Wendy.

Wendy!

Wendy!

Wendy!

- What's the matter, what's the trouble?

- Wendy's gone.

- This is more excitement
than I've had in years!

- Wendy, she's gone, and look up there.

- Hey, is this somebody's idea of a joke?

(armor clatters)

It's Cousin George, he's been murdered.

(professor moans)

- Oh, Professor.

- That's Rod's gun.

Poor guy didn't have a
chance, wasn't loaded.

- Listen, we got to find Wendy,

and we're gonna search
this castle till we do.

McGoon, take the outside.

Skipper, you take the downstairs
and I'll take the upstairs.

If any of us find anything,
we'll report back to Stuff.

- Me?

- Yes, you stay here and
take care of the professor.

Come on.

- Wake up, Professor.

Don't be a ninny, wake up.

Here, sit down over here.

Everything's gonna be all right.

- Oh, it's terrifying.

- Don't do that.

(tense orchestral music)

- Oh-oh.

(professor gasps)

- Let's build a fire, a tremendous fire.

Then everything will be more cheerful.

- That's a good idea, I'll get the wood.

- I'll come with ya!

(suspenseful music)

- Help!

Help, help!

Help!

Help!

Help me, Bill, help me.

- [Bill] All right, Professor,
the masquerade is over.

- Masquerade?

I don't understand.

- Oh, yes, you do.

The slippers gave you away.

- The slippers?

- Real sleepwalkers don't
take time to put on slippers.

- You're very smart, aren't you?

- Not smart enough, or I'd
have caught on hours ago.

- The slippers were a mistake,
I see I overrated myself.

- Where's Wendy?

- Miss Creighton is quite safe, I believe.

- And Stuff?

- Stuff might've been injured
when he left this room.

- Left?
- Yes.

Chasing Phantoms, perhaps.

- Take me to Wendy.

- What's the hurry?

- Come on, I'm not fooling!

- Poor stupid George was in a hurry.

- You killed him, too?

- Yes, when he got in my way,

with that same unloaded gun of Rod's.

- Well...

Maybe I overrated myself.

As you say, Professor, there's no hurry.

Do you mind telling me
what this is all about?

- Of course not.

I knew about that treasure for years.

- But you said the map was a fake.

- [Professor] It was quite genuine.

- What about all these killings?

- Unfortunately, I can't claim the reward

for the gangster's death,
the Phantom did that.

I had to kill the Phantom,
because he was after my treasure.

You can see for yourself.

(gun fires)
(dramatic orchestral music)

(suspenseful music)

- Are ya hurt?

- [Bill] No.

How'd you get here?

- Well, there's a sliding
panel by the fireplace.

The professor pulled me through,

then took the coin away from me.

- We got to get outta here.
- Yeah, yeah, go ahead.

Just walk right through one of them walls.

What do you think we've been trying to do?

- And we can't get out the
way you came in, either.

- [Bill] Well, there must be some way out.

The professor brought you in here.

- Can you imagine?

Supposin' they start floodin'
this place with water.

I've heard about that
in these old castles.

(wood clacks)

(wood clacks)

Hey, out there!

Can you hear us in here?

- That I can, matey.

- It's the skipper.

Get hold a hold of somethin',
break this wall down!

- Maybe you can help me.

Hey, lend me your ax.

- Psst, right in here, skipper.

Hey, skipper!

Good work, skipper.

- Oh, you found the Russian heart, huh?

- We got to go take care
of Jasper, come on.

- Don't worry about him,
he's up by the fire.

- Hey, we got to warn McGoon and the rest!

- Hey, what're you talking about?

- Jasper's the murderer!
- Jasper's the mu...

What?

- Not that way.

This way.

(suspenseful music)

Now, stay right where you are.

Now, Captain, throw the map to me.

- No!

- You better throw it to him, he's crazy.

- Sure, he might shoot us all.

- You amateurs don't
know how to read a map.

"Take the coin that you begot,

"and put in the handle slot."

Oh, the slot in the ax handle.

Now I know where the coin goes.

Now you shall see my treasure.

(suspenseful music)

(thud)

(door creaks)

- To think that that could've been me.

- Oh, here, here, quick,
the treasure, the treasure!

Somebody help me pull it out!

Pull!

Hey!

Hey, give me something!

Give me, give me his gun, yeah.

(gun fires)
That's it, we found it!

(gasps)

Oh, what a lowdown scurvy trick!

(gun fires)

- Now what's happened?

- Where did those shots come from?

- I don't know, I...

- Say, what's going on here?

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

This man took a shot at
us as we came ashore.

- Well, these guys were prowlin'
around and I told 'em to

halt and they wouldn't,
so I took a pop at 'em.

- Well, we're all a little upset.

We did have rather an exciting night.

- Say, this guy wants to see you.

- Oh, then you are William Martin?

- That's right, I'll go peacefully.

- Just a moment, young man, I
think you're a bit confused.

I represent a committee that
wishes to buy this island

for a naval defense base.

- [Bill] What?

- And we're prepared to make you

a sizable offer for your property.

- Now I know why Cousin George
wanted to buy this island.

- How much?

- Oh, I'm sure we can come to
a satisfactory arrangement.

- I'm sure we can, too.

I've had about as much of
this island as I can take.

- Best night's sleep I've had in years.

What's everybody doing up so early?

- Well, I'll tell you, Thurman,

we've had a little treasure
hunt and what a success.

Arlene gets rid of Rod
and McGoon gets a reward,

Stuff, the skipper and I
get a check for our island,

you get a good night's sleep and...

And you had a thrilling trip.

- What have I got to show for it?

- Oh, you have more than anybody else.

You have me.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(upbeat orchestral music)