All language subtitles for Zeke And Luther s02e14 Treasure

Zinaldo, our usual.

Cool.

So start, I can eat a horse.

Do you think when horses get hungry,
they say, uh, eat a human? Oh, yeah.

Horses hate us.

Zeke, here's your two roast beef
muffins.

Luther, here's your jelly donut coleslaw
and pickled smoothie.

I don't know how you can drink that
thing without mustard.

And here's your bill.

Right on, Donnie.

Did you jack up your prices or
something? This thing says we owe 314

That's your unpaid bill for all the food
you ordered in the last two years. We

always pay for our stuff. Luke and I
switch off, right, Luke?

Luke, you've been paying your share,
right?

Luke, when you grab the check and you
say, bro, I got this one, you've been

paying for it, right?

I didn't think we were supposed to pay.

I was just collecting a piece of paper
to make a really cool flip book.

Best movie ever. I'm working on the
sequel in 3D.

Don, my bad.

Do you mind if we borrow the money from
you? No can do.

Money's tight.

I'm already wearing donut shoes.

Well, maybe we could work it off, Don.

Okay. Well, you can start by taking the
old grease barrel down to the dump.

Oh, I'd hate to be in your shoes.

Don,

you forgot to tie your sprinkles.

Wait, don't tell me. Dude, you won't
believe what happened. No, maybe. Don't

forget that I'm a genius. Are you crazy?
Someone could be listening to us. Wait,

don't tell me. Not again.

Well, dude, just calm down.

Is there a problem?

Let's get a pizza.

And then we'll act like nothing ever
happened. Calm down. It's only Tuesday.

We'll get a pizza.

And hope that no one ever...

Calm down, because I'm a genius.

It's only Thursday.

And by tomorrow, we'll have everything
just fine.

Man, what a great day.

My nose is tearing up.

Okay, this thing has 50 years worth of
donut sludge in it. Look, how far to the

dump? It's just around that block, and
then two more miles after that.

We'll never make it.

Why don't we just put it in the dumpster
over there?

That's a terrible idea. Let's just dump
it in this one right here.

What's that?

It's an old satchel or something.

What's that?

Unused boat ticket from 1959 with the
name Foxwell on it.

D .B. Foxwell?

D .B.

Foxwell?

Everyone in Gilroy knows the legend of D
.B.

Foxwell, the banjo playing bandit.

He stole $20 ,000 from a Gilroy bank a
long time ago, but right after he stole

the money, he disappeared and no one
ever found him or the loot again.

Sorry, I get caught in mouth when I'm
talking about lost treasures.

Can you imagine what I can buy with $20
,000? A motorcycle, a pizza oven, a

lion, a butler. I mean... He could clean
my room, go to detention for me, take

my scab. My parents say I'm
irresponsible with money. That's

Would an irresponsible person spend his
birthday money on a case of breakaway

bottles?

Real bottle.

I wonder if Foxwell's money's around
here.

Diddly bro.

I just found this disgusting fest.

Okay, well, we have to be smart about
this. Yeah, it's not going to be easy.

Okay, maybe this stuff isn't junk. Maybe
they're clues.

To help us find the money, right?

Let's see what we got here.

A silver little metal thing. I don't
know what this is.

It's like banjo music for camp town
races.

Wait, wait, I got it.

D .B. Foxwell, okay, he's walking along,
and he's counting his money, and he's

playing the banjo. Now, everyone knows
you can't play the banjo and walk at the

same time. So what happens? He falls in
a manhole.

That's where the money is, in a manhole.

Maybe I know something.

Maybe I know something.

D .B. Foxwell falls down a manhole?

Are you kidding me?

Why do I even bother to bug your room?

How long have you been spying on me?

Hello. Forever.

But I can't take it anymore.

You two pit sniffers think you'll find
that treasure?

First, it doesn't exist.

And second, if it did, you'd need actual
working brains to find it.

Newsflash, Runcicle? I am way smarter
than you.

You wouldn't know smart if it hit you in
the face.

Go get it. You wouldn't know smart if
it...

You could crawl inside your ear and bit
your brain.

No.

Lunkhead.

I'm so sick of her saying that. She is
not smarter than me. No.

Now, this is definitely something.

A key.

But to what?

Well, what do we know?

D .B. Foxwell, he bought a boat picket,
but he didn't get on the boat. And he

had to stash the cash somewhere, but
where?

Somewhere at the pier.

Yeah, now you're thinking. Or somewhere
in the belly of a giant squid.

Let's start at the pier. Oh.

Kojo, what are you doing?

Kojo!

Hey, foolios, I'm in the middle of a
concert.

For who?

That aerobics class.

It's about to get out any minute. The
female ladies love a man who can turn

ordinary pickle jaw.

And the sweet music. Whatever.

So is there anything down at the pier
that could use a key like this?

That nasty old key?

Probably goes to one of those nasty old
lockers.

Lockers? That's it. Come on, bro.

Yeah, beat it. Pick them to hide it.

Oh, man.

This dude's in tight.

Looks like we're gonna have to try every
locker. For 20 grand, I'd eat every

locker.

This is it, Luke.

Last locker.

Play it, play it, play it.

Oh, no.

Oh, oh, oh, it's in the bag. Oh, it's
always in the bag.

It's just underpants.

Man,

that's spanked. My mom just bought me a
four -pack.

You know what's weird?

There's initials written on all of D
.B.'s underwear and none of them are

The initials are H -J -N -O.

What does it mean?

Well... It's four in the morning. Can I
just go home, please?

Maybe if we rearrange the letters in
different ways, we can spell out a

on how to get to the money. It is the
middle of the night. What are you

brains doing?

Spelling underwear. What does it look
like?

Is it about that treasure?

You will never find it.

Oh, yes, we will. And when we do, it
will prove that I'm way smarter than

Sorry, Dad. I'll stop yelling.

It's John.

John, it's John, but... Who's John? Bro,
we don't know who John is, okay?

Speaking of which, I have to go to
John's. Wait, wait, hold on, hold on.

makes sense.

John equals bathroom. It took Foxwell
months to pay the money in a bathroom,

but... Which one?

Can't you just figure this out on your
own? Okay, I have to go.

Wait,

so you think it's hidden in Don's, John?
I don't know. We found the bag under

his grease barrel. I figured it was a
good place to start.

Hey, where you guys been?

I've got some more work for you to do.

I need you to set some bat traps up in
the attic.

I got serious attic bats.

Tell you what, Don. We will clean your
bathroom next. We'll make it spotless.

spotless you could eat off the toilet
seat.

Okay, but remember, I'm watching you.

It may be frightening.

Still,

bro, another dead end.

Wait, look.

Remember that little metal thing from
the bag?

Yeah.

I mean, it's a small school bling.

What is it?

Oh, a chili pie.

Some sort of secret passageway or
something.

It's blocked by all these bricks.

20 ,000's got to be in there somewhere.

Oh, I got you.

You're officially banned from Don's
Donut, and you still owe me $314 for

bill. Well, we can pay it back, Don, if
you just let us find it. No, it's okay,

Don. We'll just leave.

Okay, we can always come back later, all
right?

My dad's mini jackhammer. This thing is
sure to break some bricks.

I'll have to do something about the
noise.

Hey, Kojo, FYI, there's going to be a
bunch of female ladies down at Don's,

I just know they would love to hear some
of your pickle barrel beat.

Watch out!

Big plans, Cheddarhead?

Just so you know, I figured out the
clues, and Luther and I are this close

finding the $20 ,000.

And I'm this close to cloning unicorns!
Shows how smart you are.

Unicorns have been extinct for years.

Thanks for pushing, Snotsworth.

But it was all mine, sir.

Have you hired a butler?

Yes, this is Snotsworth.

Fancy crackers?

Sir, may I inquire again as to how
you're going to pay me? No offense, sir,

you appear to be the ratty skater type.

I am ratty. I'm also super mega rich.

Kind of. Excuse me? Nothing.

Wait a second.

You said to sneak in.

Yeah, you could help us distract Don.

Up top, Snotsworth. Oh, no, you owe me.

High -five me.

Pardon me, fine chap. Do you have any
scones?

You talk funny.

Where are you from? The majestic country
of England.

Never heard of it. The United Kingdom?

Oh, I don't go to amusement park.

You've honestly never heard of Great
Britain?

Oh, it can't be that great if I haven't
heard of it.

Don't you think that's going to make a
lot of noise?

Hang out that covering.

Wait for it.

I didn't give you permission to play
your funny barrel.

It's too noisy.

I can't hear you. It's too noisy.

All right, Luke.

Let's head on in there.

Okay.

Thank you.

Oh, and do you mind shouting encouraging
phrases as we climb into the hole? As

you wish, sir.

You can do it, sir.

No pain, no gain. Take no prisoners.

Fascism, sir.

How long is this tunnel?

Wait, I see the opening.

Bro,

the money must be in there.

Bro, I can practically taste it.

Ginger!

How did you get in here?

The same way I get anywhere in the city,
through the air ducts.

I thought you didn't believe in the
treasure.

For 20 grand, I'm willing to take my
chances.

20 grand?

Kojo won't see.

Kojo, you're supposed to be playing. Had
to tinkle. Saw a sleeping butler, a

freaky hole, now I'm here.

Well, the foxhole money is ours, so beat
it.

Yeah, but how are we going to get
through these wires?

Let the smart one take it from here.

They're obviously military -grade
electrical wires.

Luther, be careful when you cross over
them. One touch and you're toast.

Oh, thanks.

Wait, why am I going?

Because you have the longest legs and
you're the most expendable.

It's locked and impossible to open.

They're not electric wires.

I know Foxwolf style.

Okay, hot shot.

Then touch him.

That stinks.

They're banjo strings.

Fox will love the banjo. This could
unlock the case.

Does everyone know Camptown Racers?
Yeah.

Duh.

Pretty smart.

Oh, I'm going to buy so much stupid
stuff. No way. We got here first.

Sorry, kids. The treasure's mine.

Now hand it over real slow -like.

Any sudden move, and I'll blend you all
to smithereens.

Don, what are you doing here?

This is about that unpaid bill. We have
the money now to pay you.

I've been searching for the Foxwell
treasure for 15 years.

Who knew it was right under my donut
shoe?

Now, sit down, everyone.

Sit.

Nobody moves a muscle till you count to
50 by elephant.

Now, start counting.

One elephant.

Two elephants.

Out of the way. Coming through.

Wait,

wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Why are we
still counting? He's gone.

He told us.

We stayed away. Let's go.

Oh, no!

Not the stairs!

Everyone was acting totally nuts over
the money, including me.

And as wild as it got, what we did next
was even more wild.

Now look, this money really doesn't
belong to any of us.

And if we keep it, it's going to tear us
apart.

So I say, we give it to the lady in the
funny hat.

We kept some of the money for ourselves.

We're not idiots.

Yeah, and with our share of the loot, we
were able to pay off our tab at Don's,

and we got him some new juice.

I could keep dancing forever.

And that enough money to keep Snotsworth
around for another week.

A delightful ending for us all.

The money was sweet, but here's the
topper. Guess who's now asking me for

advice.

What's the problem, Minnie Munch?

We can't figure out this drawer. It's
stuck.

You have the ruler stuck in the slide
rail.

You're welcome.

Work the hell, work the hell.

Just so you know, sir, these foot rubs
are an additional $60.

Don't be shy now. Get in between the
toes.

Yes, sir.