Original subtitles

Thank I.

Thank you, tiny genius.

Elias F. Wrinkle Lent. Wheels.

Elias F. Wrinkle Lent. Carry the three.

If X equals Elias and Y equals F. Wrinkle Lent, then wheels equals

me?

Okay, I think I'm losing my mind.

How about we search it?

Wheels is the last one left.

Quinny said they never use real names.

Do you mean Wrinkle Lynch?

Wrinkle Cream?

Why do I need that?

Wait, do I need that?

No, friend, you do not.

So is Elias an alias?

Who are you, Elias F. Wrinkle Lynch?

Where are you, Elias F. Wrinkle Lynch?

How are you, Elias F. Wrinkle Lynch?

Pardon me.

Thinking about... obstacle.

K -pop crew.

Confidence is everything.

All right.

Inspiration Day is about to start. Get your... Ooh, spoon.

Get your costumes ready.

Ooh, lovely cloud, yes.

Tell us who inspires you. And no superheroes. Doug, take that cape off.

And I, of course, am Dr.

Augustus Fuego.

Costa Rica's foremost entomologist?

An entomologist is an insect scientist.

Ew. Bugs. Yeah, insect science.

Bugs are cool.

Thanks, Uncle Bert. Dr.

Fuego discovered that the best way to attract flies is with flies.

But you probably know it as the Fuego Attraction Theory.

Does no one else in this school have a passion for science?

Our inspiration is Amelia Katinkatong, a true local hero.

We are lucky to know you, her.

Our inspiration is our cat.

Meow. My inspiration is Marguerite Snesbury.

I will now perform her infamous death monologue. You want to wait? You can't

handle the wait.

My inspiration is my buddies because having friends is awesome.

My inspiration is definitely not superheroes.

My inspiration is

my mum.

who's doing very important research for penguins and... What?

Hello? Students of Woodspring, the moment you've all been waiting for. My

inspiration is... Oh, come on, seriously?

Mavis the Tinker Tonk, my great -grandmother who found the nub 100 years

And now her brilliant great -granddaughter, me, have hired a crew of

detectives. Now I'll be able to hunt for the nub all day.

all night, even when I'm at school.

At least I'm the school guest register.

The Katinka Tonks and the Nug will be reunited any day now.

You've got to admire her confidence.

My little joeys. Franny! What are you doing here?

Oh, I love a school costume parade.

Slightly disappointed no one dressed up as me.

You were my second choice. Oh, darling, thank you.

Besides, Franklin's disappeared. He's doing a spot of spring cleaning at the

post office. So I thought I'd come down and pick you up.

Oh, hey, guys.

Your little crew is never going to find the Nug now. Not with this tech on my

side. Well, we don't need fancy detectors and really cool jackets

Oh, yeah, we've got... What'll we have again?

Uh, we've got... No, we are.

Why me?

We've got... a great plan to beat you and your fancy detectorists to that nug.

Good luck. You'll need it.

Let's strut.

Oh, she's definitely going to find the nug before us. You said you had a plan.

I don't. Tish -tosh.

Commandment number eight.

Confidence is everything.

But of course she's confident. She's got money and power and generational wealth

and portraits hand -painted by Doug.

What do we have to be confident about?

Hang on to your sparkle socks, little joeys.

The secret to confidence is P -E -P.

P is for posture. Stand tall, shoulders back. You'll immediately look confident.

Next is E for eye contact.

Pull them in. Let them think you're trustworthy.

And finally, P is for punch.

I'm very much into non -violence. I once apologized to a rock I stepped on.

Yeah, not sure being all punchy McPunch is great advice for tweens, Queen. You

don't punch people.

You punch your sentences.

When you make a statement and you go up at the end, it sounds like a question.

I'm Amelia. I know what I'm doing. Exactly.

You don't sound confident.

But when you punch your sentences and go down at the end, you can make people

believe anything.

I'm Amelia.

I know what I'm doing.

Nothing frightens me.

Not even sharks in public swimming pools.

That was a lie, but it sounded convincing.

Posture, eyes, punch.

That is a pitch -perfect pep.

Okay, yeah, pep it.

Amelia might have professional adult detectives in fancy coats, but you know

what she doesn't have? A squad of brilliant minds who are being trained by

of the country's best ex -cons. Exactly.

If she's going hard in the search, then we go even harder.

We haven't found the nug or a lie at the sprinkle lunch. Or wheels.

But she hasn't found them either. That means the nug is still out there.

First things first, we need to figure out what Emilia knows.

But how? She never spills secrets.

If the leader won't leak the information, find the leakiest link in

Hey, boss, I was thinking... Wow, first time for everything.

Out of the way. They've got a nug to find.

We're on Operation Leaky Link.

Fellas, we'll need our own detector.

Can you do it?

We're going to need to get a look at one of those.

If anyone can do it, it's us.

Let's hustle.

I'm cleaning.

Okay.

Boy, nug hunting sure is thirsty work. You'd find the nugs so much quicker

a refreshing organic pink lemonade, eh?

Those on the house.

Thanks for your service. Smoke bomb.

Quick, it's not long before they realise that that's not organic pink lemonade.

It's just creek water and off -brand cordial. OK, let's have a look at this

fancy detecting technology.

Whoa!

It's a classic electromagnetic transmitter!

The detector sends out electromagnetic waves and receives the wave back if it

hits a certain substance.

Super complicated.

Reckon you can make one?

We'll need to go out shopping.

Okay,

how do we crack... Nesbitt.

Well, first we need to get Deidre away.

She's always with him.

Great. I'll take her. You get the info from him.

Let's pep it.

I know I'm not your grandmother, but I'm very, very proud of you right now.

I can feel a caper coming on.

Hey.

Oh, no. She doesn't look very confident at all. Come on, Amelia.

Pep.

Deidre, I heard there was a sale on sweatbands at the sports

store. Good.

Keep going. With new sporty sweat gear, you're going to stay dry but look

dangerous.

Oh, yes.

That'll come in handy.

Thank you for letting us look through your shop, Granny Pie. You look great.

Yeah, you've got some amazing old stuff up here.

That's not old. I'll show you old. I've got a hundred -year -old cow pat under

the counter downstairs.

It's a hugely significant historical item.

A historical cow poo?

Hugely. Would you like to see my old poo?

Um, no, thank you very much.

She sure loves her cow poo.

This is perfect.

Go, Kai. I believe in you.

Hmm.

And now, an actor prepares.

Hi,

Nesbitt. I'm writing an article for the Wood Spring Gazette about the hunch for

the nug.

Since when were you a journalist?

Oh, Nesbitt, how little you know about me. I'm an actor, animal activist,

friend, winged fencing nipple and budding journalist.

Had a hard day?

I don't want to talk about it.

Are you sure?

I've been loyal to Amelia since, like, forever.

Now she's all, who's Nesbitt?

These detectives...

care about the knock.

They'll just taste any new shiny thing they'll hear about.

That's annoying.

Super annoying.

And why do they get those cool jackets?

I want a cool jacket. I love jackets.

My kingdom for a jacket, you know.

They are a great jacket.

So, now we're talking. What else does Emilia know about the knock?

Wait.

No comment.

How about the name Elisa Winklewich?

Does that mean anything to you? I'm not talking to the press at this time.

Please respect my need for privacy.

Nesbitt, please. The people of Woodspring want to know. Why is the

get the katinkatons? Just because we're rich and mean.

Please, Nesbitt. No comment.

And I'm keeping the cake.

Nug detector, test one.

That's good.

That's bad.

Outcome, no Nug detected.

Test two.

Outcome, no Nug detected.

We're missing something.

That's it!

You nailed it!

Bravo. Full of pep.

So, what'd you get out of Nesbitt?

Um, nothing.

Seriously? No pep. Totally worked. But then he realized I was trying to get

out of him, and he just bottled up. I'm sure you got something.

A lie that Brinkle Lynch was a dead end. And the detectorists don't even care

about the nugs. They're just doing it until they hear of some new, valuable,

shiny thing to hunt.

You brilliant genius!

Huh? Now we know the detectorists don't actually care about the nug.

All they care about is whatever shiny new thing is worth big bucks.

So, we need to distract the detectorists with something new and impressive

that's out of town? Something that sounds enticing.

Something that sounds expensive.

What about a diamond?

I stole a big one once.

Well, tried to, got caught, did time.

Wild adventure.

Totally worth it. A diamond, huh?

Right.

Progress.

Okay.

Oh, ish.

With these changes, they should be able to find any substance we programmed to

detect. You're a genius. I knew we could do it. How did we do it? Glad you

asked. Our Nug Detector 5000 follows the Fuego Attraction Principle.

Remember my Inspiration Day costume?

Everything means something.

Every substance has a frequency which this picks up, but the frequency of the

Nug is as yet undetermined.

One more time.

For the Detector to find something, we need a bit of that thing.

Oh, so to find Nug, we need Nug. Exactly.

But we've got no Nug.

Exactly.

How have you guys not found the nug yet? Go harder, go faster, and be inspired

by me, your leader, alright?

I'm getting a mani -pedi.

Go!

The Kazooaki Diamond of Toomba Cat's rumoured to be real!

Imagine how much money that's worth!

Oh, gosh.

I'd say the lucky duck that discovers the Kazoo Wacky Diamond from Toomba Cat

will be very rich beyond their wildest dreams.

Hmm.

I go get that giant Kazoo Wacky Diamond of Toomba Cat myself.

From back her hands all the way.

Because it's real big.

And really shiny.

We got rid of the detector. It's amazing.

How's your detector?

It's also amazing.

Yay! But we've got one huge problem.

To find Nug, we need Nug. And once I checked...

We've got no nog. Anyway.

My cow pat.

Great Granny, are you talking about your cow pat again?

My story is surprisingly relevant if you just listen.

Story time.

Delightful.

To Queenie.

From a wheel.

Coming!

Great Granny Pie,

you have the floor. Thank you.

It was a hundred years ago.

I was just a young girl taking an evening stroll when... All of

a sudden... Wait, Great -Granny Pie, you were there?

The night the nut came down 100 years ago.

Respectfully, how old are you? I look good for my age.

Wasn't it Mavis Katinka Tonk who was there that night?

That's what the Katinka Tonks want you to think.

Go get a grown -up. I'll stay here and keep watch.

Okay.

And then just gently move whatever that is over to Katinka Tonk Land.

Great Granny, you found the nug, not Mavis?

How have you never told me this? You never asked.

The Katinga Tongs have been stealing for a whole century.

They stole your nug.

It's not mine.

It should be everyone's.

Everything we know is a lie.

Can I show you the go -back now?

Great Granny Pie, we'd be honoured to see your old poop.

You can see exactly where the nug landed.

It's actually quite beautiful.

Hold on.

If the nug landed in that cowpat, what if there's still traces of the nug left

in the poo?

Then we could program it into the detector.

And maybe it would lead us to... The Nug!

I said you could look, but no one touches the cowpat but me.

Please?

No one but...

Me.

Right, Granny.

We need that cow pat.

Wood spring?

Nay. The world depends on it.

Well, if you say it like that.

Pep.

Perfection.

Hey, my little genius.

Got a signal?

Sure do.

Elias F. Brink -Lench, we're coming to get you and your nug.

No. Seriously?