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[upbeat music]

[all]

Ow, ow, ow!

Okay, if we can't agree on what

we're gonna do for our history

assignment,

can we at least agree on letting

go of each other's hair?

[all]

Ahh.

Aw, it's over.

I liked the "owing."

- Juice me, Lucy.

What if we do our assignment on

the Declaration of Independence?

Did they have

cool mustaches back then?

Why would that matter?

Because during our presentation,

I wanna wear a cool mustache

I can twirl

and say things like,

"Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

And I'm going to cook

a historically appropriate dish

to serve the class.

Happy tums

make happy chums.

- Yeah, well,

guess who's not happy.

This chum.

Why does Mr. Dexter always group

us together for class projects?

I thought

we moved past this.

- I'll tell you why!

- Apparently not.

[sighs]

He does it to torture me.

And what's with those gross

little white balls of stuff

in the corner of his mouth?

What is it?

Cream cheese?

Yogurt?

Toothpa--

Hey, Mr. Dexter.

Arm floaties, huh?

Going swimming?

I'm gonna fill them

with soda,

so I don't have to pay those

outrageous prices at the movies.

[slurping]

So swimming...

oh, yeah.

In savings!

Anyhoo, good luck

on your assignment.

And it's yogurt...

mostly.

Mwah-ha-ha-ha!

See? That would have

been so much better

if he had a mustache

to twirl.

Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!

[upbeat music]

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na na na na na, hey! ♪

♪ Na na na na na na

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[whistling melody]

♪ ♪

♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

[whistling melody]

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♪ Na na na na na-na ♪

♪ Na na na na na-na, hey! ♪

- ♪ One, two ♪

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[upbeat music]

So I'm sure you guys

haven't picked a topic

for your history assignment...

have you?

Of course we have!

We're doing Amelia Earhart's

flight over the Atlantic.

She had a lot

of determination, that one.

I like a gal with moxie.

So how'd you all agree?

I mean, did you just go

with what Natalie wanted to do?

What makes you think

they just do what I wanna do?

No reason.

[knuckles crack]

Actually,

we all decided together.

And my name's Natlee.

The "uh" is silent.

Okay.

Guys, this is not good.

Every group has decided

on their topic except us.

So I'm taking the lead.

We are doing the sewing

of the first American flag.

Slow your roll,

Betsy Boss.

I'm taking the lead.

- I'm taking the lead.

- I should be in charge.

- You guys, stop!

- I'm the oldest!

[all]

Ow!

Hey, kids, wait, wait--hey!

What is going on?

- Can't decide on a topic

for our stupid

history assignment.

- History's not stupid.

It's important.

- Yeah.

- You know the old saying--

"Those who fail to learn

from history are doomed to...

repeat it."

[all]

Those who fail to learn

from history are doomed to...

"Repeat it."

[all]

Those who fail to learn

from history

are doomed to...

"Repeat it."

[all]

Those who fail to learn

from history are doomed to...

- Repeat--

- Tom!

- What?

Don't you see

what's going on here?

Wh--

Okay, why don't you guys

do your report

on something

you have in common?

Like the store.

I mean, there's tons

of history right here.

Oh, in fact,

during the Gold Rush,

this building used to be

a bank and a saloon.

Mm-hmm.

Picture it, kids--

The year was...um--

1859.

1859!

It was the time

of the pilgrims.

It was

the old Wild West.

It was the time

of the old Wild West.

[Tom]

Gold miners would come

to the bank

to make their deposits,

then settle in

for a sassafras root beer,

perfectly slid to them

by a kindly barmaid,

enjoy a nice hard candy,

some old-timey music,

which to them was new-timey,

and maybe even share a stick

of a good friend's licorice.

[snoring]

I got this.

- Wake up!

- Aah!

You're welcome.

Come on.

There's learning to do.

Follow us.

I bet you also didn't know

that our office

used to be a bank vault,

and it was the site

of the downfall

of a notorious gang.

They were known

as the Sugar Beet Gang.

Maybe you should do

your assignment on them.

[Dicky]

Wait--you really want us

to do our report

on the least cool-sounding

gang ever?

This wouldn't be happening

if you would have just let me

be in charge.

I should have been

in charge.

- Yeah, right!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Again with the arguing?

When are you kids gonna

learn to work together?

Your father's right.

You're staying in here

until you figure

something out.

Your mother's right.

I am right.

Now, get to work.

[whistling]

Wait--did you just

lock them in?

Oh, don't worry, Anne.

I have the combination...

in my wallet.

How are you gonna

find it in this mess?

I...have a system.

I just need to find

the piece of paper

I wrote the system on.

Listen, I don't wanna

be in here all day,

so we might as well see what

this so-called gang is about.

Eew! All these words are

coming off on my hands.

Why did they used to make

the internet out of paper?

Huh. It says here they were

called, "The Sugar Beet Gang"

because they chewed

on sugar beets,

which gave them

horrible, rotted teeth.

Oh, and look!

They were siblings!

And their last name

was Harper.

You think they could be

related to us?

Well, their names were

Nikko, Rikko, Dikko, and Deb.

So I'm thinking...

perhaps.

- And according to my hand,

they were also

"bank sobbers."

Why would they cry

in a bank?

It's robbers, Dicky.

They were bank robbers!

You can say it

as loud as you want,

but that still doesn't

explain the crying.

- And their first and only

bank robbery

happened right here.

[ragtime piano music]

♪ ♪

- What are you doing?

- Stop it!

Nikko, Rikko, Dikko,

quit your horseplay!

Sorry, Pa.

Lookin' awful purdy today,

Maebel.

You sayin'

I don't look purdy, Dikko?

[knuckles crack]

No, no, you're purdy too,

Natabel!

Hey, Ma, Pa,

can you get us some real candy

like all them other kids?

Now, Deb, you know money

don't grow on trees.

But as farmers,

if it did,

we'd sure as heck plant some.

And you know me and Pa's

been saving up

to buy

some new farmin' tools.

I wish we was rich.

Well, we ain't,

so go on now

and eat up on them sugar beets

we done grew for ya.

[kids groaning]

I got this.

Eat your beets!

You're welcome.

[spits]

[clang]

Oops.

That there was another tooth!

Yee-haw! That means

I got the most left.

I'm winning by a tooth!

[clang]

[all]

Aw!

Look here, Lil Squershy

lost his first tooth.

[laughs]

That's the sheriff!

Why does he always have that

white stuff in his mustache?

What is it, buttermilk?

Porridge, tapioca?

Well, well, well!

If it isn't the Harpers

and their toothless sugar brats!

[goat bleating]

Quit your complaining, Suzie!

I'll be right out!

Are you riding a goat,

Sheriff?

Well, she's a loaner.

My horse is in the shop.

[bleating]

She's awful mouthy

for a loaner, though.

And it's goat's milk...

mostly.

Out of my way,

you filthy Harpers!

Let someone

with a real deposit through!

I just struck gold!

A-gi-gi-gi-gi-gi!

See all that gold?

Sure do.

Come here, y'all.

Y'all thinking

what I'm thinking?

Well, if you're thinking

what the clouds taste like,

then we're thinkin'

the same thinkin'.

No, I ain't!

I'm thinkin' we steal

that gold

and get Ma and Pa the farm tools

they been wanting.

All right, but if there's

anything left over,

we're getting us

a hot air balloon

and doing us

some cloud tastin'!

Oh, so they weren't

bad kids.

They just wanted

to help their parents.

What happened next?

Yeah, I never thought

I'd say this, but...

keep reading!

Okay...

Oh, man, when we get

that gold,

I'm gonna buy me

one of them sassafras floats.

All right.

I'll add it to the list.

Farm tools, cloud tasting,

sassafras.

Anything else?

I could use some new boots.

Me too.

Same here.

Sorry to interrupt

the toe-down,

but get your toes down.

I been busy making a map.

We just need to figure out

how to get

from here to here

without anyone noticing.

What if I fire up a batch

of my spicy three-bean chili,

chow it down,

and blow everyone outta here?

Where are we gonna get

our hands on three beans?

I mean,

you got two, at best.

Then add a third bean

to the list!

Stop spending bean money

you ain't got yet!

[overlapping chatter]

Oh, would y'all just hush?

Everyone's lookin'!

Hey...

that gives me an idea.

Come on over for one

of our circle gatherings.

All right.

We're gonna sneak Nikko

into that there vault.

All we need to do

is create a distraction.

And I know just how

to do it.

Candy saloon fight!

[ragtime piano music]

♪ ♪

- Gi-gi-gi-gi!

[bleating]

[Dawn]

"Later that night,

with Nikko now in the vault,

"he was able to let

the others in,

so they could get away

with the gold."

- Our plan is working!

Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!

- The boy ain't wrong.

- Hmm.

[all]

Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Wow, Deb's plan worked.

Or did it?

According to this,

the sheriff busted them

in the bank that night

and the gold

was never found!

It could be buried

right here in the store!

[all]

Whoa!

And supposedly,

there's even a map!

Which means

we could be rich!

We gotta find that map!

"Expired coupon

for free yogurt from...

2003?"

They'll honor that.

Tom, did you find

the combination yet?

No, but good news!

I finally made it

through this wallet.

How is that good news?

Because it means

the combo's gotta be in...

this one!

You have two wallets?

You have 26 purses, Anne!

We've looked

everywhere.

There's no map--dang it!

It's the map!

And I'm in charge of it.

No, I knocked it out

from behind the plaque.

I should be in charge.

No, I should!

None of you even know

how to read a map.

You don't read a map.

You just look at it!

[all grunting]

Great! Now look

what you've done!

[thinking]

[gasps] I have the X!

If I find the treasure,

I could buy a year's supply

of sweater-vests!

Don't look suspicious.

[thinking]

I have the X!

I could buy hundreds of beans

for my chili!

Don't look suspicious.

[thinking] Those are Ricky

and Nicky's suspicious faces.

Maybe they know

I have the X.

Look natural.

[thinking] Dawn looks

really natural right now.

Oh, hey, I got the X!

Look as natural as Dawn.

So you guys wanna just leave

and not say why?

- Yep.

- Sure.

See ya.

You don't know

the combination,

and you have no idea

what you're doing.

Shh! I need quiet

so I can hear the clicks.

Oh! I hear something.

- Oh, oh!

- Oh, oh!

[Tom, muffled]

Hmm. I guess it opens

from the inside.

[Anne, muffled]

Good to know.

[upbeat music]

So you guys wanna just go our

separate ways and not say why?

- Yep!

- Sure.

See ya!

[rapid old-timey music]

[beeping]

[sustained beep]

[hollow thunk]

Ohh.

[old-timey music resumes]

♪ ♪

[clattering]

♪ ♪

[thud, thump]

[groans]

Ah.

[grunts]

You guys had X's too, huh?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Did you guys find

anything?

- No.

- No!

[all]

[gasp] Ricky!

Tom, did you finally

clean out your wallets

like we talked about?

Ha. It's no longer wallets,

Anne.

Papa Tom got it down

to just...

one.

So the only thing

you threw away

was your second wallet?

Oh, no, no, no, it's in there!

Huh?

Papa Tom found a way...

to fit one wallet...

inside the other.

Gah!

- Honey?

- Yeah.

- I say this with love...

- Mm-hmm.

But, um, I think

you have a wallet problem.

Pfft. I do not.

There's plenty of room

in this thing.

I can still fit a...

ton of stuff in here.

[creaking]

Papa Tom has a problem,

Anne.

- All right,

where's the gold?

We know you found it!

Look at him.

He's probably already buying

a sweater-vest

for every day of the year.

I bet it's cashmere!

First of all,

I wouldn't do cashmere.

I'd go

with a nice merino wool.

It doesn't pill,

and you don't have

to pay for dry cleaning.

Then again, if I found the gold,

I'd be rich,

and dry cleaning expenses

wouldn't matter.

So you're right, Nicky.

Cashmere.

So you did or didn't

find the gold?

Didn't. Otherwise,

I'd be ordering cashmere.

There was nothing

under my X,

so I came back

to do more research,

and I found out what went wrong

with the Sugar Beet Gang

the night of the robbery.

- All right, let's grab

the gold and git!

Hold up.

You ain't in charge.

Now, let's grab the gold

and git.

I just said that!

I said it better.

Come on, now,

let's just grab the gold

and git.

I said it the best.

The secret is to really

hit the "git."

You think you hit the git?

Watch me hit the git.

Let's grab the gold

and leave!

Oh.

I forgot the git.

You always forget

the git!

[overlapping yelling]

[thud]

Shh, shh!

Y'all hear that?

Someone's here!

- It's probably the sheriff.

- It's not the sheriff.

[goat bleats]

[all]

It's the sheriff!

Now we done it!

By all this arguing,

we wasted all our git-away time!

Hold up!

You ain't never gonna get past

that sheriff with all that gold.

We're gonna have to hide it

and come back for it later.

Here.

I say...

We hide it...here!

That's plumb crazy!

I say here.

Hogwash!

- Here's best.

- No, it ain't. Here.

You don't know what

you're talking about!

[overlapping arguing]

So that's why there's

four X's on the map.

Yeah, but how come

there was no gold

under any of them?

Maybe we're missing something.

Like what?

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

This big giant X

in the middle!

- Whoa!

- Whoa!

Guess without

all four pieces,

we would have never

found the gold!

And according to this,

it's buried right under...

Dad's desk!

Guys, in one second,

we could be rich.

Come on.

[all grunting]

[Dicky]

Oh, we did it!

- Finally.

- We're rich!

[upbeat music]

So this is what

we pulled out of the floor.

[class]

Whoa!

So how much gold was there?

Because you know the rule:

if you bring something in,

there needs to be enough

for everybody.

Everybody.

There was no gold,

Mae.

[class]

Aw!

Oh.

So if there was no gold,

what did you find?

This.

Dried-up sugar beets.

[class]

Eew!

Is this going somewhere,

Harpers?

Yeah. What happened

to the real treasure?

Turns out

the Sugar Beet Gang

weren't the only ones

after the gold that night.

[overlapping shouting]

Just wait a minute!

All this fussin'

is for nussin'!

Did she just say "nussin'"?

She meant nothin',

but she ain't got no teeth left.

These X's ain't no good.

They're all out

where the sheriff is.

Here.

Sometimes the most obvious place

is the best.

Get in there.

[grunts]

And now for the map...

And we hide it...

here!

All right, now,

let's hightail it outta here!

- Hold it right there,

Sugar Brats!

You ain't gonna arrest us,

are you, Sheriff?

So not only did the sheriff

take their gold,

but he locked

the Sugar Beet Gang up for good.

But they would have

gotten away with it

if it wasn't

for all their fighting.

That was their downfall.

And it was almost ours too.

But we stopped

all our fussin' over nussin',

and the four of us got together

to finish our project.

And for the first time

in history,

I actually enjoyed

learning about history.

We all did.

I guess the old saying

is true.

"Those who fail to learn

from history are doomed to...

[all]

Repeat it."

[class]

Those who fail to learn

from history are doomed to...

[all]

"Repeat it."

[class]

Those who fail to learn

from history

are doomed to...

[all]

"Repeat it!"

[class]

Those who fail to learn

from history

are doomed to...

[all]

"Repeat it!"

[class shouting]

Those who fail to learn

from history are doomed to...

[all]

"Repeat it!"

[class]

Those who fail to learn

from history...

♪ Na na na na na na

na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na

na na na na na na ♪

[whistling]

♪ ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪