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How long does it take to catch an actual fish?

It's all about patience. Being Zen. It can take all day.

- All day? - Don't worry.

Once you get a nibble, that's when the action starts.

Eureka! Eureka!

Lost treasure! Knew I'd find some.

Let me guess. Another bottle cap?

-Bottle cap! - He's definitely persistent.

Good work, buddy! Soon you'll have enough for that necklace.

Um, I think I caught something.

Well, not too tight. Give it more slack.

No, not that much slack. Less!

No, more. Less. No, more.

- Less. - Make up your mind!

- Taylor! - Oh! Shark attack!

- I'm going in after her. - And I'm going to let you.

You so won't believe

- what I found. - A kraken?

Your dignity? 'Cause you kinda lost it,

flying through the air like that.

A message in a bottle!

♪ It's a curious situation

♪ A strong case of speculation how

♪ It takes more than intuition

♪ To work the situation out

♪ It's right before your eyes Can you feel it?

♪ It's right between the lines Try to reveal it

♪ So look until you find All of the pieces

♪ Put them together Now you see it

♪ Rock Island Mysteries.

Whatever's inside is wrapped in some kind of canvas.

How did they get something that big inside of it?

They either construct the object inside it

or they mould the bottle around it.

It requires focus and lateral thinking.

What are you, riddle wrapped in a mystery, stuck in a bottle?

Definitely something metal. Could be treasure.

Or more bottle caps.

Careful!

Sometimes you've gotta break a bottle to solve a mystery.

Do you think it's long-lost treasure?

A vintage phone?

Why would you put an old phone in a bottle?

- They're bad at recycling? - We need to charge this.

Now where do we find an ancient phone charger?

Is this where Sunny's old gadgets go to die?

You never know when something might come in handy.

What are the chances of finding a bottle with a phone in it?

I'd say about one in three million.

It's all dependent on the tidal movements...

Rhetorical question, Ellis.

And we have a winner!

- What are the chances? - Oh...

Old tech is so slow.

Little known fact - phones weren't always mobile.

They used to have to be attached to walls to work.

- It's alive! - Here we go.

Home screen.

The OS is so primitive.

I'll go to settings, find out who it belonged to.

Here's the phone number and message bank.

You've reached Charlie.

Leave a message at the beep.

It's Uncle Charlie's!

That's amazing.

You were yanked into the water while fishing!

And heard a message from her uncle!

Yeah, that too.

It's like Uncle Charlie wanted me to find it.

And he threw it in the ocean,

trusting destiny to deliver it to you. What are the odds?

- Depending on the currents... - Ellis!

What if there are clues about how he went missing on it?

What if it's not him? You checked his journal.

There is nothing about this. Charlie's a common name.

It was his voice.

What was the last text message he sent?

It doesn't make any sense.

Maybe it's a secret code

protecting a life or death message.

- Or weird old emojis? - Or the phone malfunctioned.

Actually, Lila might be right.

I knew it! Wait, how am I right?

It might be a code but how do we break it?

Ellis!

I've got an idea.

Nana is mad for collecting random old history books

for the tourists.

The longer they stay, the more they spend.

Not surprised.

Allied troops were stationed here during World War II.

Maybe it's one of their old codes?

Codes are letters and numbers. These are symbols.

Lila!

They have to mean something.

Lila!

Taylor's trying to think!

Sorry! I'm musical. I can't help it.

No, wait. Tap again!

- You know what it is? - Morse code.

Dots and dashes usually communicated as a sound.

I can't believe I missed it.

3, 2, 0, 7, 8, N, 6, 4, 7, 5, O, 5, W.

N is for north and W is for west.

- Latitude and longitude. - Map coordinates.

That take us where?

Shipwreck Island. Dead Man's Landing, more precisely.

Why do mysterious coordinates

always lead to places with terrifying names?

It's just a speck of rock.

One that's totally off-limits, according to Nana.

Why?

She says it's haunted by the ghosts

- of pirates that died there. - Pirates?

That'll be another one of her fairytales for tourists.

But if she told Meesha to stay away...

If Uncle Charlie wants me to go, I'm going.

- Who's coming? - To an off-limits rock

on the basis of an ancient text message

plucked out of the sea?

- Sure, why not? - Will it be dangerous?

- Maybe. - Then try and stop me!

What about the whole "not being allowed ghosts" thing?

A story for the tourists. It'll be an adventure.

- We can rent jet skis. - Jet skis? I'm in!

The noise of the jet skis

will probably scare away the ghosts, right?

Right?

Just nobody tell Nana we're going.

Nobody tell Nana we're going where?

- Ellis? - Shipwreck Island.

-Ellis! - What?

I'm not good under pressure.

I totally get it if you ground us.

Meesha mentioned you knew a lot

about the history of that place?

We've spoken about this, Meesha. You know my feelings.

The pirate thing's made up, right?

Please. We want to know.

Well...

..Jacqueline Saint de Gouges

was an infamous local pirate.

Centuries ago she terrorised this island.

Legend has it she threw her entire crew overboard,

over near Dead Man's Landing.

Let me guess. Unhappy with the buffet selection?

So she could keep all of the gold bullion

she'd plundered from the islanders to herself.

- Lost treasure. - Yes. And it was never found.

Leaving Jacqueline's descendants

- hated for generations. - Hated! For generations.

Now that is a woman of action.

I can see her throwing men overboard.

Ooh, the skull necklace is a nice touch.

Why is the island off-limits?

Strange things happen there. That island has its secrets.

And it doesn't want to share them.

So it's not dangerous so much as...

Haunted by lost souls of dead pirates trapped for eternity!

How come you know so much about it?

I never told you this but...

..Jacqueline was your great-great-great-grandmother.

She made our family outcasts for hundreds of years.

I'm related to a pirate.

- Whoa! - I can see the resemblance.

What's the saying?

People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.

Especially around here.

Excuse me.

If we go, we could solve mysteries

about both our families.

I am so in.

You know we're only here for a couple of hours.

It pays to be prepared.

Oh!

- Sounds great. - For attracting ghosts.

Forget ghosts. Think treasure.

Right. Gold bullion. Gold bullion.

Ghosts!

It's fine! They know it was... ..Meesha's relatives

that threw them overboard, not ours!

Dead Man's Landing is this way. Beyond that lighthouse.

Lighthouses are good places to hide gold bullion.

Dead Man's Landing first. Then the lighthouse. Follow me.

Guys! Guys! Guys, guys, guys, guys!

Ellis, there's no reason to be...

What is that?

Maybe the island's angry with us?

It's just sea mist?

If it's Meesha you want, have her!

Just let the rest of us go!

If we're quick, maybe we can...

..outrun it?

- Bring it on! - Don't provoke it!

- Guys, it's just fog. - He's right.

Everyone, stay calm.

- Do I have to? - OK, everyone except Ellis.

Thanks.

Lila here for Island Life.

Meesha, Ellis and I have been cut off from my friends by fog

that clearly wants us to leave the island.

Well, we wouldn't have been cut off

if Ellis hadn't fallen into this cave.

I was looking for my whistle.

Nori and Taylor will be searching for us.

- Let's go to the lighthouse. - Not with that mist out there!

This cave goes in the right direction.

There's tension between us.

Meesha, who could be a millionaire

after discovering she's related to a rich dead pirate,

and Ellis, torn between his desire for gold

and natural cowardice.

I prefer the term "sensible caution".

I've found something!

Let me guess.

Bottle cap.

Oh, be quiet!

Quick! Dig!

- Better not be a bottle cap. - What do you think it is?

- Treasure? Pirate skeleton? - Gold bullion. Gold bullion!

Treasure chest!

It's a diary.

Jacqueline Saint de Gouges.

Privateer.

It's my ancestor's.

Wait till Taylor hears about this!

If the fog hasn't gotten her.

Hopefully they found their way back on the path.

According to this, we're here.

Dead Man's Landing.

Lila! Ellis!

They knew this is where we were coming.

- Here or the lighthouse. - You're right.

Meesha will get them here.

I'll take a look around, see if I can find any dead men.

Or lost friends.

What are we looking for, Uncle Charlie?

Hey, Taylor! Come check this.

Meesha? I can't believe I'm saying this to you,

but keep up.

So amazing. Listen to this.

"Had I been a man

"they would have celebrated, not condemned me.

"For how dare a mere female

"seek to be master of her own domain?"

That must be why she threw her crew overboard.

- She was annoyed! - Great.

So the ghosts aren't just pirates.

They'll be angry pirates.

Is that the lighthouse?

Must be an underground entrance.

- Taylor should be there. - Looks pretty scary.

I'm the great-great-granddaughter

of Jacqueline Saint de Gouges.

I'm not scared.

- I think she forgot a 'great'. - Shh!

Weird how the door was unlocked.

No-one's been here for a while.

No-one living, anyway.

Hello? Are you here, ghost pirates, huh?

Come on! Show yourselves!

This place is messier than the inside of Ellis's backpack.

It was someone's home, by the looks.

A long time ago.

Is that...

Meesha's ancestor!

No way!

Jacqueline Saint de Gouges. Her crew don't seem scared of her.

Hey, pass me the backpack.

Shine your torch on the painting.

The canvas the phone was wrapped in!

It's a perfect fit!

Whoa. Your uncle must have been here and souvenired this.

- But why? - Big fan of the artist?

Then why only take a piece?

We need to find the others. Let's go to the lighthouse.

Check the perimeter.

No ghost pirates here.

Poor lighthouse.

Must be so lonely.

Meesha! You said you checked!

Don't kill me, ghost pirate! I can be useful on your ship!

Get your hands off me, fog, or I'm calling my sister!

Taylor!

You found your way here. Nice work.

You won't believe what we found.

You won't believe what WE found.

- Jacqueline's house! - Jacqueline's diary!

- Jacqueline lived out here? - In a hut. It was kinda cool.

We think she might have been trying to find her crew.

Her diary says she was a privateer. A legal pirate.

She took the bullion from real pirates who raided the island.

On the journey home, she fell overboard.

Her ship vanished into the fog, along with the treasure.

"I will never falter in my quest

"to discover why my beloved crew disappeared forever

"into the mysterious fog of Shipwreck Island."

It was the fog who took her crew and the bullion,

leaving her stranded here.

The painting told the truth. Her crew loved her.

Why text those coordinates?

Uncle Charlie must have come here to investigate

but not found the diary. So he sent me.

By putting his phone in a bottle?

Must have been the only way he could get it to me.

Great job, everyone.

Meesha's ancestor's redeemed, Taylor solved her mystery.

Now let's go!

It was just the wind.

It's no use. We're trapped.

- Still not budging. - We're all going to die!

- Let's try to be positive. - We're all going to die!

Guys, nobody freak out but I can't get a signal.

-Me either. -Or me.

The fog's coming back!

Am I allowed to freak out now?

- Quick! Give me your socks! - Don't touch my socks!

- They're hypoallergenic. - Take mine.

Smell ya later, fog.

OK.

Lighthouses are just one big message-sender, right?

So what if we fire up the light?

That'll let people know we're here.

This hasn't been used in ages. I've never seen it working.

If we try our phones up there

we might get enough bars to text.

I'll go with you.

-But the fog! -But the pirates!

I'll go.

What?

But...

But... But... But I'm a pirate!

This is my pirate destiny!

You're only part-pirate.

Wow, what an amazing view.

How's your phone reception?

Er, Nori, is that...?

A... A mirage. A trick of the light.

It's Jacqueline's ship!

It's been trapped by the fog this whole time.

It's like the fog's

trying to control where we go and what we see.

Was that your phone?

No.

It's Uncle Charlie's! Someone's messaging him!

They're in for a surprise.

- It's more coordinates. - To what?

Oh, no.

Uncle Charlie's phone is gone.

- We could search for... - It's gone.

We'll never know what the message was.

The door.

- It's opening. - By itself.

The fog's coming to get us!

The fog's gone. Maybe the light scared it off?

Or it got what it wanted?

Or the wind blew it away.

What now?

I guess we go home.

All this time we thought

Jacqueline was a terrible person.

People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.

She was innocent. She was a privateer, a good pirate.

She didn't steal the island's bullion

or throw anyone overboard.

Thank you.

No gold bullion to inherit, though.

Ellis is so disappointed.

I found out the truth about my ancestor at least.

I'm sorry we didn't get all the answers.

We will.

Some day.

♪ Rock Island Mysteries.