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Good afternoon, Walsh High School.

It is that time of the year again.

Seniors, don't forget to clean out your lockers

by the end of the day.

Note, we will not hold onto your things for you.

We will see everyone else next year.

Don't forget to have a great summer.

- Man, I can't wait to just do nothing.

- Look, Dave, I'm not saying

it's your worst effort ever,

but it certainly leaves a lot to be desired.

It'd be so simple to just, say,

have the correct number of electrons?

I mean, you're only missing one.

- Yeah, yeah. Whatever, electrons. Okay.

Look, I'm telling you it's all about the presentation!

Maybe if you get this model spinning,

no one will care about how many electrons it's got.

Look, I'm thinking like hook up a motor rig on the bottom

so it does the spin. Yeah?

- Oh. Yeah. And you're going to do all of that

in the next five minutes?

- Five minutes?

It was five minutes five minutes ago!

- It's really a quick fix.

You just need one more electron--

- Don't--don't listen to her.

Look, you get this thing in motion

and Johnson will let you teach the class next year.

- Nah, I think it's done.

- Yeah. I mean, you're right, dude.

You don't need that kind of responsibility anyway.

- I wonder when they're gonna release

the summer reading list for the fall.

I've heard that sophomore year's much more rigorous,

academically.

- Yow, Curtis!

I hear you can make it so I can get an "A" in Algebra.

- That might be true.

But it's not gonna be for free though.

I'm thinking 30 bucks.

Hey, man, you know, you really want that "A".

- Yeah.

- Perfect. All right, you got it, dude.

- Ah, Curtis, how're you gonna make it

so he gets an "A" in Algebra?

- Ah, I am not.

- But you just said--

- I said it might be true. And who knows?

Maybe tomorrow it will be. But probably not.

- So, what's gonna happen

when he realizes he's not getting an "A"?

Freshman! - Whoo.

- Where's the "A" you promised me?

- Whoa, buddy! Look

I--I can totally see how you misunderstood,

but what I actually said was, it might be true.

- Hey!

- Okay.

- Stupid freshmen.

- That wasn't

Man, somebody should do something about that guy.

- Ugh.

Uhm, thanks for sticking up for me back there.

- I thought you handled yourself quite well.

- Man, the seniors have got it made.

Done with school.

Basically, just endless summer vacation

for the rest of their lives.

- What? Dude, are you kidding me?

They're screwed.

They wish they still had three years left of summer.

- Yeah. I find that hard to believe.

- Well, don't take my word for it.

Follow me.

Summer jobs!

The number one killer of summer fun.

And the ultimate price to be paid

for being in your late teens.

- But aren't we entering our late teens?

- Yeah. I mean, 15 is mid-teens.

You know, 15 is the year of the optional summer job.

Once you hit 16, that's when they make you

start earning money.

- Well, earning money does have the upside of

the money.

I think I definitely I want to earn money someday.

- I'd literally pay money not to have to earn money.

- And we get by okay!

And we rock a thrift store like no one else.

Hey, what's up, wiener?

- You know, you realize next summer,

we'll be 16?

- Yeah. And we'll be the wieners.

- Well, yeah. But that's next summer.

That's why it's so important that this summer

be something truly special!

- What do you have in mind?

- Whatever we want!

You know, that's the whole point of freedom.

While those poor sops are out there scooping up dog crap,

we'll be having adventures.

- Well, are you thinking of any specific adventures?

- Anything we can imagine!

You know, think big!

- Well, I think we should have a brainstorming session.

You know, narrow down our ideas

based on feasibility and general interest,

and then we can start talking logistics and execution.

- Yeah. Lotta big words in that sentence,

but I'm looking for some big ideas.

- Well, we're going to need to plan our pool days

around the Fourth of July to avoid crowds,

and any long-distance adventures

will require transport other than bikes.

And those will require permission.

- Come on, Hannah, pool? Really?

Think big. Think the moon!

- Or we could just hang out.

I mean, we've got video games, and food and drink,

knick-knacks.

We could hit up a garage sale or two.

Just chill.

- But, Dave, we do that every weekend.

- Yeah, come on, last summer ever, remember?

Like think big!

- I don't know. All that big thinkin'

sounds kind of exhausting.

I mean, planning around things, and permission, feasibility

- Yeah. No. Move over.

I don't know what I was thinking.

- What? So, no brainstorming session?

- Hannah, you are welcome to brainstorm all you want,

but you also have the high score and as per clubhouse rules,

that allows us to challenge the reigning champ at any time.

- I challenge the champ.

- Hannah? Hannah?

- Come on. - Hannah.

- Fine.

I'm so excited to do nothing with you guys this summer.

- Yes, there we go.

Mission to launch.

In three, two, one.

- Hey, guys, uh, I'm gonna head out.

I'm gonna meet up with Curtis and Hannah.

I think I'll be going--

- No, no, no, no! Sit, buster.

We're gonna start having dinners together

as a family this summer. Sit!

- So, how are you and your friends

planning on spending the summer?

- Uh, I don't know. Uh, play some video games.

Hang out. Have fun, I guess.

That's what I thought you'd say.

- Well, at least I'm consistent.

That's my boy!

Listen, what your mom's trying to say--

- What we're saying is that

it's time for you to get a summer job.

- Very funny.

- What's very funny?

- I'm 15 years old.

It's the year of the optional summer job.

- Says who?

- I think it's in the US Constitution.

Could you pass that salad dressing?

- It's not in the Constitution.

- It must be in the Bible, then.

- It's not in the Bible either.

- Have you read the whole Bible?

- Dave, you're getting a summer job.

It's time you learn the value of responsibility.

Now, your father and I are happy to help you find one,

if you need us, but wherever you work,

I expect to see a nice fat bank balance

by the time August rolls around.

- Bank balance?

You're serious?

- Yeah. That's the point of a job, son!

I mean, take your mom for instance, right.

She built this business from the ground up,

and fully dedicated herself to all the consulting,

and advising, and the promoting--

- The point is to see the fruits of your hard work.

Advising local retailers on the benefits and strategies

of community engagement.

- Right. And that hard work pays off.

Exactly. I know.

Community benefits advising

Anyway, think of the happiness your mom gets

when she brings home her hard-earned money

and put a roof over your head

and put all this food on the table.

That is payoff!

So, at the end of the summer,

you'll have the experience of using your own money

to buy your back-to-school supplies.

We'll go together!

- Back to school ?

- Yep. And you know what? I'm already proud of you, son.

It's gonna be a good summer.

Yeah.

You guys are never going to believe this.

- They're making you get a summer job.

- My parents are making me get

how did you know that?

- Because my parents said the same thing.

I have to get one too.

- What happened to "optional," Curtis?

- It's cruel and unusual! It's inhumane!

I think it violates the Geneva Convention!

- Believe me, I was up all night, checking.

- Yeah. Curtis, I don't know where you're getting

your information from, but it's clearly out of date.

My parents said that now that we're in high school,

it's time to grow up and take some responsibility.

- My parents said the same thing.

What, are they coordinating this?

- No. That's it! It's a conspiracy!

It's collusion! It's price-fixing.

We'll take 'em to court!

You guys didn't agree to anything, right?

- I couldn't even get a word in!

- Good. Hannah?

I I already have three interviews scheduled.

- What? - I'm sorry.

My parents said that I need to take some risks!

You know, chart my own path, and make some money of my own.

What's so great about money?

We got all this great stuff for pennies.

Thrift shops, yard sales

and it's worth so much because of how we found it,

not what we paid for it.

- Wait, what'd your mom say about money?

- That at the end of the summer, she's gonna check my account

and that the balance better be fat.

- Same deal?

So, we make some money!

If that's what they care about, we can do that!

Okay. How much money do you need to make in a summer?

- Ah. Minimum wage is about seven dollars an hour,

30 hours a week.

It's about ten weeks till the end of August.

Twenty-one hundred dollars.

- Okay. Times two to cover both of you is

uh, carry the one uh.

- It's 4,200 dollars.

- We can totally make that!

Yeah, by getting summer jobs.

- No. We could do that in a week!

We just gotta do something easy that has a really great pay-off!

And then we spend the rest of the summer kickin' it!

- Oh. Get-rich-quick, you mean?

Because that worked out so well for so many people.

- No, but we'll be different.

We'll be smart about it!

- Oh, 'cause nobody ever said that before

- Even if we did make 4,200 dollars in a week,

our parents would still expect us

to go to work every day.

- Yeah. Well, that's the easy part.

We lie.

And tell them what?

- Doesn't matter. We just make up a fake job.

You could be, uh, a lifeguard,

and then you could be a librarian!

- No. No! I can't lie like that.

- And have you met my mom?

Nothing will come between me

and my goals.

Repetition makes habits, right?

So, repeat your affirmations.

- I am confident, I am capable,

I will reach my goal.

Because what you focus on becomes true.

Nothing will come between me

and my goals.

- Uh cool.

Do you mind if I come between you and the fridge?

- Don't make fun of my affirmations.

Clearly visualizing what you want

is a great way to make it happen.

- Oh, well, visualizing myself with a glass of milk.

Hey, it works!

- Hilarious.

Speaking of making things happen,

shouldn't you be getting dressed?

- For what?

- You've got to start looking for a new job.

- I don't even get a single day off?

- No. Start early, start strong!

- That doesn't answer my question.

- We should have started this process earlier,

but I believe in you.

And if you can't find anything this late,

I'll be happy to have you as my intern.

The Bayside Mall is going to need

a lot of extra help this summer.

They've had a spate of shoplifting

and I am here to restore community confidence.

- But hold on a second,

if you're gonna be spending all day with your mom,

I have dibs on the evenings!

'Cause I know your mom,

she can't be having all the Dave-time,

- huh! - Ah

Well, actually, the truth is,

I--I stopped by the pool on the way home,

and I got a job. As a lifeguard.

- You did?

- Are you certified for that?

- Well, when does it start?

- August 30th.

Wh-Which is why I told them I needed something sooner

so they're gonna let me start next week.

- Fantastic!

Wow. Good for you.

-Way to grab the bull

by the horns, son.

Eat up. Get strong.

So, now what?

- Now what, what?

- I told my mom I got a job at the pool.

- You got a job down at the pool?

Yo, congrats!

- The job isn't real. The job is a lie.

You told me to lie about having a job.

That was the plan.

So I'm saying I'm in, so now what?

- Oh. Yes, of course, the plan!

The plan! Operation

Let's Have a Great Summer!

Yeah, all right. Yeah. We'll work on that name.

But, dude, congrats. Welcome aboard.

First order of business: A mascot!

And I saw just the thing.

We'll call him Mr. Moneybags,

and he represents all the cash we're gonna make

to get you out of your summer job.

- It's called Maneki-neko, and it represents good fortune.

- Yeah. Literally what I just said.

Are you buying another book?

- Curtis! Plan!

Mascots are great, but what's our plan to make 4,200 dollars?

My life depends on it!

- Okay.

You guys ever hear of the Calvin Labash coin robbery?

The what?

- Last year, a masked thief robbed an antique coin shop.

It's a store downtown

owned by a man named Calvin Labash.

Labash hit the silent alarm,

but by the time the police arrived,

the thief had already run off,

carrying dozens of gold coins

worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The police spotted him and chased him.

But he disappeared down an alley.

It would've been the perfect crime,

except for one thing.

Labash recognized the cologne the thief was wearing.

He only knew one person who wore that particular scent:

none other than City Councilman Ron Haft.

- Why would he do that?

- Apparently, some politicians lie

about their financial status.

Anyway, the police questioned Councilman Haft

and they even searched his home and office.

But they found no sign of the gold coins.

Still, Labash was certain that Haft had stolen them.

So he went and confronted him directly.

Tempers flared, and Labash ended up killing Haft.

Calvin Labash was arrested for the murder of Ron Haft

and was sentenced to life in prison.

But he killed himself the week his sentence began.

And no one heard another thing about it.

- This felt extremely off-topic.

- The coins, Dave! The coins were never found!

Haft must have hidden them somewhere in the city!

And we're gonna find them!

- Sorry, Curtis, but if this is your big plan,

I do not consent.

I'm better off just going to my interviews and taking a job.

- Curtis, I cannot believe you.

For once, you came up with a realistic-sounding idea

and this is how we're gonna accomplish it?

Hunting through the city for a treasure

that probably doesn't even exist.

- Hey, hey, hey!

Look, I know it sounds a little far-fetched

- Oh, a little?

- But no need to get personal!

'Cause I've got a Plan B. I always have a Plan B!

- Yeah, your middle name is Plan B.

- So, I'm listening!

- Uhhh

A garage sale.

A garage sale. We hold a garage sale.

- You just came up with that this very minute.

- Look, we sell our stuff.

Our clubhouse has got years of accumulated merchandise.

All that's gotta be worth more than 4,000.

- But how are we supposed to have a fun summer

without all of our stuff?

- Maybe Curtis is right, Dave.

I mean, it's just stuff.

And besides, Operation Let's All Have a Great Summer

- Not committed to that name.

- was always just about us spending it together.

I mean, we could make that choice.

We could sacrifice our stuff

for one last easy summer together.

- Are you saying you're in?

- Heck, yes, she is.

- All right. Let's make some summer money.

- So we can have some summer fun.

Garage sale!

- Okay. But where are we going to hold it?

- I don't know. What about your uncle's?

So, we thought we'd come to you, Uncle Brad,

since you're family and all.

- So, you want to sell all of your clubhouse gear

and knickknacks to buy a present for your mom?

- Well, not just any present!

Uh, you know those motivational videos that she likes?

Well, there's an online guru

that has a whole course that we want to get her!

- Yeah, she's really into those.

But our garage is full up now that Uncle Michael

has the new self-driving electric car.

- Yes. But they could use the front porch and the yard.

- Right. But you're also asking me to lie to my sister.

- Not lie! Just not fully disclose.

- Oh.

We need to keep our eye on that one.

- It should be a surprise, after all!

We just want to do something really nice for her

before we start our summer jobs.

- Uh, I just don't know

if I can keep something like that from Megan.

She has a way of dragging the truth out of people.

- Look, I get it. Yeah.

I told Dave that you guys would never go for this.

You know, kids shouldn't be encouraged to dream,

have big ideas, right? It's just too risky.

Dave almost had me convinced that you guys were different.

That you'd see we just wanted to do something nice for his mom

because she works really, really hard.

But, you know, I'm with you guys.

You know, can't take a chance on a kid's dream.

Look, you can't blame 'em, buddy.

You know, they're just adults.

They're all like that.

We'll just, uh, figure something else out.

- Okay. Wait, wait, wait!

O--okay. You-- you can do it.

- Really? - Yes.

- Okay, so the sale will be on Saturday

from noon to five.

We have a lot of stuff,

so we're gonna need your help driving everything over here,

and we're gonna need to store everything in your basement.

- We've just been played, haven't we?

- I told you to watch out for him!

- Oh, hey, Mom!

I just put my work schedule on the fridge

so I don't forget it.

- Dave!

I have never known you to be so conscientious.

You are really taking this by storm!

Are you nervous?

- About what?

- Well, you're going to be in charge of saving people's lives.

- When?

- At the pool.

- Because I'm a lifeguard at the pool!

No. I'm not!

Nervous! I mean.

I'm not-- I'm not nervous.

Um, you know, I gotta go! It's a really long bike ride!

- Well, hold on, hold on.

You have another hour, so sit down.

I'll make you breakfast and then I'll drive you over.

- No, Dad! No.

Uh, I want to get there myself.

If you're gonna do something, do it all the way! Right?

- Yeah. Uh, yeah.

Wake up determined, go to bed satisfied!

- Okay, bye.

- Truer words, Dad! Truer words!

Upon a summer's day

Filled with envy

To pass the time away

- You guys look ready.

- Not quite!

For luck.

- Wow, you have a lot of great stuff here.

Would you take 25?

My lucky day

Hey hey my lucky day

Or to be told

It's my lucky day

It's my lucky day hey hey

Or to be told

It's my lucky day

- So, how much did we make?

- I'm counting, I'm counting!

- Well?

- Four thousand two hundred thirty seven dollars

and twenty five cents.

We did it. We actually did it!

- Well, didn't I tell you guys to trust me?

- Dude, you're saving me a whole summer's worth of hard labor.

- That's what I'm talking about.

Hey, buddy!

Sir, what are you doing with that?

- How much you want for it?

- We made enough, Curtis.

- Well, how much is it worth to ya?

- It's a piece of junk. Five bucks?

- You'll have to do better than that!

- But the sign says everything must go.

- If it's a piece of junk, why do you want it so much?

Curtis! - You can't have it!

- Five thousand dollars?

How does a new windshield cost 5,000 dollars?

- That windshield could probably drive the car for you.

- I don't think Uncle Brad is gonna rat us out

but that's only because we gave him the 4,200 bucks

we made from selling our stuff.

So, eventually, we're gonna have to pay him back the difference.

- You do realize that this means

that your brilliant, simple, can't-miss

Operation Let's All Have a Great Summer

- We're changing that name!

- has only been in operation for a single week,

and we're already 800 dollars in the hole!

- Look, guys.

Look, this doesn't actually change anything.

You know, our goal is still the same,

just, you know, numbers are a little fudged.

- But this was your only good idea

on how to make any money at all.

- You lie, sir!

I never lie, Curtis.

- Look, my best idea still stands!

- What idea?

- The Labash Coin Robbery!

Look, what I didn't tell you is,

I think I know where the stolen coins are!

The Chinatown Tunnels!

- That's an urban legend.

- Oooohhhh. Or perfect hiding place?

Look, the thief stole the coins on foot,

so he had to have some kind of getaway, right?

And if Councilman Haft did steal the coins

and hide them somewhere,

then the secret underground Chinatown Tunnels

would have been the perfect place.

And as City Councilman,

he would have known the exact location.

That's why the police didn't find the coins

when they searched his office.

Because he hid them in the tunnels!

- Dude, my mom thinks I have a job at the pool.

She expects me to have cold hard cash in my account

in less than two months.

So, if you do not downshift into a realistic gear,

she is gonna find out,

and you are literally going to find my body out in the bay.

- Stay the course, my friend. All right?

Summer's not even half over yet.

And, as always, I have a Plan B.

- Well, don't you mean Plan C?

- That's the spirit! Okay. Mall.

Tomorrow morning, first thing.

And all you gotta bring is your hunger for the summer.

We'll call this Operation Sweet Life!

We've gotta work on that name.

Shortcuts aren't always good

in the long run.

The path may not be straight or clear,

so just keep your eyes on your goal.

And repeat your affirmations,

because what you focus on becomes true.

- Why are you all dressed up?

- Oh, I'm meeting with a few new retail clients at the mall.

- The mall?

- A couple of the high-end stores are being shoplifted regularly.

Antiques, handmade keepsakes.

They're considering posting a reward.

Even the staff is being affected.

I am confident, I am capable, I will reach my goal.

- Dave, do you plan on saving any lives today?

- Just one.

- Hop to it, Mr. Lifeguard!

Don't let your mom catch you being late for work!

- But I just-- - Come on.

Uh, do you want me to drive you!

I could drive you.

Are you sure?

'Cause I don't mind driving you.

- So, my mom is going to be all over this mall today,

so we gotta keep our eyes peeled.

- What do we say if we run into her?

- Don't worry. I'll handle anything that happens.

This is where our prize is, this is where we gotta be.

Sorry. - S'okay.

- So, this is our big prize?

A jar of jelly beans?

We might as well play the lottery.

We risk running into my mom for this?

- Ah. It's only gambling if you're guessing.

- So what, we each take a guess?

- No. They'll be guessing. We won't be!

That's part two.

- Excuse me!

- Oh! Sorry.

- So, what is part two?

- You'll see!

- Hey, we used to have a lamp just like this

back at our old clubhouse.

Except oh, wait!

You sold it at our pointless garage sale!

- Hey, this is like the jar with the jellybeans.

- Yup, I figured they got it somewhere inside this mall.

Huh? Huh?

- Now what?

- You'll see!

- Hey, look, we have one of these back at the clubhouse.

Except-- oh, wait!

You also sold that at our pointless garage sale!

- Would you just let it go?

Oh. Here we go. Perfect.

Hold that. Thanks.

Hold that.

- So we're gonna put the jellybeans in the jar?

- Precisely.

- So, you wanna spend the money we don't have

on jellybeans we can't afford to fill a jar we don't need

in order to make up for a garage sale

that we shouldn't have had in the first place?

- Hey, you gotta spend money to make money!

And, uh, Hannah

- What?

- We're gonna need your math skills.

- For jellybeans?

- For 5,000 dollars and a summer of sweet,

sweet nothing.

Fine. Let's crunch the numbers.

- Duck! I am confident,

I am capable--

- What is she saying?

- They're her daily affirmations.

She says them constantly.

- I am confident, I am capable,

I will reach my goal.

- I like condiments, it's inescapable,

pay the grasshopper's toll?

- Oh, so you read lips now?

- So?

- What?

- What now?

- We count them.

- All of them?

- Yeah. How did you think this was gonna work?

- That'll take hours! Days!

- Psh, nah.

Yeah, maybe a day.

- I thought you said we were gonna need Hannah's math skills!

- Yeah. She's gonna keep count!

- That's just counting! That's not math!

- Six thousand, seven hundred and thirty.

- Wow. - Rain Man?

- Give or take half of a percent.

I just calculated the volume of the jar

and the volume of each individual jellybean,

and then I accounted for the oblong displacement

to factor in the empty space between beans.

It's basic geometry. You can't argue with it.

- No, you can't!

And you can't argue with 5,000 big ones either!

See, I told you we had this made!

- Though I won't give you full credit

considering you thought my "math skills"

comprised of only counting,

I will admit this was a pretty decent plan.

- You're welcome.

The very first thing we're gonna get is a new couch.

- Excuse me.

Okay.

Is everyone ready to hear the correct number

of jellybeans in the jar?

Yes. - Yes. Okay. Here we go.

And the actual number is 6,721!

- We're within 10 jellybeans! We have to be the winners!

- And the winner of the 5,000 dollars,

the person with the closest guess

to the actual number of jellybeans, is Emma Gleason!

Whose guess, wow, get this, was within four jellybeans!

- How?

- But that's impossible!

I accounted for everything.

No one could have made a more accurate calculation, unless

- Unless she counted every single bean.

Emma, congrats.

Come on up here.

Wow. This is all yours.

- I don't understand.

So now we're out 800 dollars for the windshield

and 35.50 for the jar and the jellybeans.

- The plan was to always count the beans.

I don't know why we didn't just stick to the plan!

- Hey, calm down, okay?

Counting the beans would've taken forever!

And Hannah's calculation was pretty close!

- Yeah. A fat lot of good it did us.

And since when do we change our approach on the fly?

- Curtis! Literally everything

you've ever come up with has been on the fly!

- Okay, but I don't see you and Hannah

coming up with anything!

All you've done is just shoot down my ideas one by one!

- Hey, Operation Sweet Life

- We're not calling it that anymore.

- was your big plan!

- Oh, okay. So now it's my fault?

It's my fault that you didn't want to get a summer job?

It's my fault that you two were just gonna give up

your last easy summer?

It's my fault that I just wanted to spend

some stupid time with my stupid friends

before the stupid world sucks all the fun out of us?

Curtis.

- Hey, sit down.

I'm sure there's something that we can come up with.

The summer's not even halfway over.

- There's nowhere to sit because all our stuff is gone.

Dude, I need out.

It's like an oven in here, man.

- Curtis!

- What's gotten into him?

- I don't know.

Okay. I've never heard him talk like that before.

- I don't know why he's getting so defensive.

- He's doing this for you, you know.

- You don't think he's doing it for you?

- For us, maybe.

We can't let him fail, all right?

We have to keep trying.

- But what if we let this lie go the entire summer

and at the end, we both still have empty bank accounts?

There's no way that ends well.

- You know me, I can't tell you to lie to your parents.

But I could help you find a real job.

- Maybe if I just tell them I'm dying,

they'll let me stay in bed for the rest of the summer.

- Congratulations.

- What's goin' on?

- Your mom, she just scored two new clients today!

- So, presentations went well?

- And it's all due to the power of positive thinking.

- Well, yeah, that and your hard work.

Success: 10 percent inspiration, 90 percent perspiration!

- I now have half the retail businesses at the mall

as my clients.

So, in addition to my other clients,

I'm going to be very busy for the rest of the summer!

- Aren't you already very busy?

- Yeah. Tell me about it!

Between you two and your new jobs,

I hardly see anyone all day!

- I think this little job at the pool

has been so great for you, Dave.

I see you growing up.

Taking responsibility.

You should come work for me a few evenings a week.

- Ah, well, hold on. Hold on.

I would never see him!

It'd get kind of lonely around here.

- Oh. No, please.

- Excuse me?

- Please, I--I--I can't.

- What do you mean?

- Because because I agreed to work the late shift

at the pool.

It's not on your schedule.

- Just today.

I told them, so I can't back out now.

I'm really committed!

- I guess you can't.

- Every evening?

- Well, if you're gonna do something,

do it all the way. Right, Dad?

- Truer words, Dave.

True er words.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I told my mom I'm gonna work nights at the pool.

So, now, I'm gonna be out 'til 10 pm.

I'm gonna starve to death.

- Extra shifts?

That means she's gonna be expecting more money

at the end of summer, too.

- I didn't even think about that!

We couldn't even scrape together five grand.

I'm so toast!

- No worries, pal.

Turns out, I am your bread and butter.

- What do you mean?

- He was right.

- Ah! Second time she's said that this summer.

I think she's warming up to me.

- The Chinatown Tunnels are real.

And I think that's where Councilman Haft

hid the Labash coins.

- You're kidding.

- I was up all last night cross-referencing.

There's certainly mention of historic tunnels

under old Chinatown.

Hints of secret entrances scattered around.

It's not obvious, but the traces are definitely in here.

And, this book belonged to Haft.

It was at his estate sale where I bought it.

Which means he would have known about the tunnels

and maybe how to access them.

Would have been the perfect hiding spot

for his stolen coins.

I mean, this could be our pay day after all.

- So Operation Sweet Life lives again.

- Yeah.

- "Pay Day."

It's called "Project Pay Day."

- Downtown's a lot bigger than I remember it.

Are we sure we're in the right neighborhood?

- The tunnels run under this entire area,

according to the book.

We just have to find an entrance.

- The book doesn't say where one is?

- No, it doesn't say.

It wouldn't be a secret if it did.

Besides, that'll be too easy.

- Too easy?

I don't think there is such a thing.

- If we recreate the scene of the crime,

we could find the alleyway Haft ducked down.

Yo Dave, you pretend to be a police officer,

and I'll pretend to be Haft and run from you.

If I channel his thinking-- - Run!

Wait, I haven't started-- - No, really. Run.

It's my mom. Come on.

I need to run. - In here.

No, the shoplifting has been focused

entirely around antiques--

Three for lunch?

- Yes. Three for lunch.

Thank you.

- Thanks.

- Thanks.

What are you thinking? We can't afford this.

- Well, I was thinking that you need to spend money

in order to make money. Right, Curtis?

You still have the money from selling fake grades?

- Oh, I completely forgot about that.

- Yeah, but what are you thinking?

- That if anyone must know anything

about these Chinatown Tunnels,

it might be the Chinese restaurant

right above them.

- You guys know what you want?

- Ah, yes. Three lunch specials, please,

and some answers.

We're looking for the entrance to the Chinatown Tunnels.

- I'm so sorry. - Your father needs you.

I'm so sorry.

My son, he is so clumsy.

- Oh, no. It-- it was all my fault,

I pulled the glass away before he could do it.

- Hmm Well.

All right.

Three lunch specials and what else was there?

- Uh, tea?

- You will find no tunnel here or elsewhere.

Kindly do not insult us by inquiring further.

- Ah. Let me.

Um, I'm sorry about before.

I didn't mean to get you in any trouble.

- Would you like an extra fortune cookie?

- Oh, no, thanks.

- Go ahead, take it.

- Thanks.

- That lady knows something!

- Yeah, but who's gonna make her tell us, you?

She was scarier than my mom.

- So, what did I spend my last 30 bucks for, then?

- For this.

- Aren't you supposed to be the sensible one

in the band, right?

Like, I'm the cute one, you're the sensible one,

and then Dave's Ringo.

- He wanted me to have it.

- Looks like Hannah's the cute one after all.

- Maybe I am.

Look, see. He wrote something on it.

- Well, what does it say?

- How did he manage to get it inside the cookie?

- "The entrance to the tunnels is right in front of your face."

Seems like a dead end.

- Or it's a clue.

"Right in front of your face."

- And how did he get it out of the cookie

in the first place?

- Oh, the face on the old clock?

- No, but that's "a" face, it's not "your" face.

- I wanna know how he got it out of the cookie

and then back inside again. - Tweezers!

Would you give it a rest!

- Oh, it's not right in front of "your face"!

It's "Yuri Pace"! The town founder!

He just had to write really fast.

- How would it be Yuri Pace?

Hasn't he been dead for like a hundred years?

- We passed him on the way here!

- This can't be right. There's nothing here.

Holy smokes, I was right.

- Hannah was right.

- Curtis was right.

Let's just hope he was also right

about the stolen coins being stashed down here.

- Well, which way do we go?

- There's light down that way.

- Looks like the end of the tunnel.

According to the book, it should overlook the Greenbelt pier.

- Well, Haft didn't go that way then.

Keep your eyes peeled for treasure.

- Somebody painting pottery down here?

Look!

- Open it.

- I don't believe it.

- If I'm dreaming, don't wake me up.

- We found it? We're free!

- We're rich!

- We're missing something

these aren't the Labash coins.

What does the map say?

Up this way.

Well, it better be, 'cause I'll kill anyone

who gets between me and that gold!

What the ?

Who are you?

Who are you?

What are you?

- I am Gangrangle the Elder, banished from the High Council,

in seek of the Treasure of Zalmut.

Level 23 Wizard.

- Cosplayers?

- It's LARPers to you, puny mortal.

- What are you, a level two?

- I'll level you, you disgraced wand jockey.

- So this gold isn't real?

- Look, "real" is just a concept

society puts on things.

Who's to say what's really real?

- So, it's really not real?

- So, do you guys play dress-up down here a lot?

We're LARPers!

- And this is kind of our territory.

We've been on this quest for months.

- Months?

- Begone!

- Yeah, you're kind of ruining the climax here.

- So that means

- The coins have probably already been found.

- Or they were never even here, to begin with.

Wait are you guys LARPing too?

- Narp.

- I just I don't get it.

- Well, try and keep up.

It's halfway through summer.

I'm working a double shift at a fake job,

and I have a bank account of zero.

- Yeah. And we still owe Uncle Mike

that 800 bucks for his car.

- But everything lined up.

All right, it all made sense, so why didn't we find the coins?

It just it feels strange.

- It feels depressing.

- It feels itchy.

- It does feel itchy

- Yeah, why does it feel itchy?

Curtis, where'd you get this couch?

Fleas! Oh!

Maybe we can outrun them!

This way!

Can fleas hold their breath for long?

Dave?

Aren't you three supposed to be at work?

Well, when you put it like that

it does look sort of bad.

- I cannot believe you three!

Especially you, Dave.

I helped you out and now I discover that I have

inadvertently participated in some grand conspiracy

to hoodwink your mom.

I mean, you do realize she will kill me for this.

- Right after she's done killin' me.

- Ugh. I don't doubt it.

Jeez, Louise!

You couldn't just get normal summer jobs

like every other teenager your age?

- Uncle Brad, Dave isn't like other teenagers his age.

His free time is potentially very valuable to--

- Okay, yeah. That's enough from you, you little sneak.

I mean, you're the one who guilted me

into helping you all in the first place.

- Brad! He's a kid.

It's your own fault for feeling so guilty!

- I just don't know what I'm supposed to do, Dave.

I mean, I have to tell your mother.

And Hannah, aren't you supposed to have a summer job, too?

Guys, I'm sorry, but I think this--

this little plan of yours is over.

- Please, Uncle Brad, give us one more chance

to make the money and pay Uncle Mike back.

We still have a whole month before she checks our account!

Yeah. There's no way I could keep this quiet for a month!

What? You know my sister! She gets things out of me!

There's no way I'd make it.

- Brad, let's give them two weeks.

I mean, we're going to Mexico.

It's not like you're gonna see her anyway.

- We can do it in two weeks!

Curtis!

- All right, young man.

You're so clever, and so determined.

What's the big plan for making all this money?

- I'll tell you!

The stolen Labash coins

hidden by the late Councilman Haft in

the secret-but-definitely-real Chinatown Tunnels!

- How how do you guys know about those?

- The tunnels? They're real. We found them.

- No, not the tunnels.

I mean, where did you learn about the coins

that Mr. Labash had in his store?

They were stolen last year!

- They were actually stolen long before that.

The Labash coins,

a century before they were even known by that name,

were stolen from a local bank in Old Chinatown

in the historic section of the city.

- How do you know that?

- Oh, it's legend in my family.

My mother would tell us the story often.

- Well, let's hear it!

- Well, it all started in the year 1885.

That was the year that they ran every single Chinese resident

out of town.

They had brought the Chinese migrants here

for cheap labor.

But before long, the locals began to turn against them.

Began to blame the Chinese immigrants

for everything that was going wrong in the city.

I guess some things never change.

But, that's not the whole story.

City officials told the Chinese that they had one week

to leave town.

But these were their homes,

and they had no place else to go.

When the locals found out that the Chinese were resisting,

things got more and more tense.

All over town, riots began to break out.

And as always happens, looters began to take advantage

of the chaos.

The payroll was stolen.

And the locals tried to blame the Chinese for the robbery.

But my great-great grandmother, a woman named Lei-Lei Tang,

she knew better.

She was a renowned gardener,

and she'd been hired by some of the locals

to tend to their flowers.

And as she was going about her duties

during of all the unrest,

she happened to overhear the people

who had actually committed the robbery.

She saw what the men had stolen. Dozens of gold coins,

each imprinted with a distinctive seal.

- So, the coins are real!

- And Mr. Labash must have gotten them from his ancestors,

those bank robbers?

- Or bought them from whoever did inherit them!

- Perhaps you know,

the Chinese History Museum tried to purchase those coins

from Mr. Labash several times before their disappearance.

They said those old coins were part of

Chinese-American history.

The history of this city.

But Mr. Labash always refused.

The museum could never afford to pay the real value of the coins.

But

What?

- My mother always told an extra piece of the story.

I mean, who knows whether it's true or not

- Michael

But my mother told me the men got distracted,

and Nana Lei-Lei had a chance to steal

some of those gold coins back.

Lei-Lei was planning on returning those coins

to the bank, but before she could,

Chinatown was burning.

She tried to run to warn her family,

and somewhere along the way, she hid those coins.

But it was too late.

They rounded up all of the Chinese immigrants.

Lei-Lei tried to tell them

she knew where the stolen money was,

but nobody would listen to her.

- Did Lei-Lei ever come back for the coins?

Well, she tried to, but by that time,

the city had sunk the wreckage of Chinatown into the bay.

An attempt to erase this chapter from their history.

But it wasn't erased.

Because Lei-Lei told her daughter.

And her daughter told my grandmother.

And my grandmother told my mother.

And she told me.

- So, maybe Labash didn't have all the coins!

Maybe they were never in the tunnel at all.

- Wait, guys, I'm lost.

- Don't you get it?

If Lei-Lei stole the coins and hid them,

the coins are in Old Chinatown!

We were looking in the wrong place!

- But isn't Old Chinatown

Underwater?

- The bay.

Thank you! - Yeah.

Uh. Thanks, Uncle Brad!

- What--? What did I do?

We'll see you in two weeks!

We're gonna get those coins!

- Oh

- Hello, Mister.

Before you say anything, have we got a deal for you!

We know for a fact there's a 100 percent real treasure

located at the bottom of the bay.

And if you equip us for the dive,

we'll cut you in five percent. No questions asked.

- I got a question.

How old are you?

And you know, there's a better question.

How broke are you?

- We're 15. - We're 18.

- And let's just say all our funds

are tied up in this particular venture!

These are genuine gold coins from the 1850s

we're talking about.

Guaranteed to fetch a handsome price.

- Well, only if we can find them.

- Just imagine a whole lot of dough.

And five percent in your pocket.

- Treasure hunters, huh?

- So? What do you say?

- I've got a counter-offer.

You three come down here and work for me on the dock

in exchange for the use of the dive equipment.

Let's say a day's work for a day diving.

- Could I interest you in a 10 percent cut?

-It's my mom!

Get in the boat. - --so much for

meeting with me, Megan.

Have you ever considered opening an outlet version

of the Dive Shop?

There is a terrific space just opening up at the Bayside Mall!

- How does she keep showing up like that?

- She's everywhere.

- I think your mom's Batman.

- Man, I hope that's everything.

- Okay. That's one day's work.

- All right.

You guys come back tomorrow morning

and we'll get you outfitted.

Just remember to bring your dive certs,

and a major credit card for the deposit.

- Credit card? We don't have credit cards!

Deposit?

I'm just kidding with you!

You guys leave your student IDs, and we'll call it a deal.

Go on. Get outta here.

- Thanks.

- So this is where they sunk old Chinatown?

- Amazing, isn't it?

- All right. Let's find some stolen coins!

- It is bigger than I thought it would be.

- Well, they did sink a whole neighborhood into it, so.

- I'm just thinking

do you really think we can find the coins

before your uncles get back from Mexico?

This is a lot of ground to cover.

We've got two whole weeks to look!

That's like forever!

- Well, one week, technically.

Because we'll have to work another day at the docks

in order to dive again.

And the same thing two days after that.

- Fellas! Look, let's focus on the positive here, yeah?

We know exactly where the coins are for sure!

It's like basically all the work.

Now we just gotta find them!

- We've done crazier things before, Hannah.

- I'm not too sure

Anything?

Nothing.

It's got to be here somewhere.

Let's keep looking!

Nothing.

And I think we looked here already anyway.

- Then we need to keep looking.

- Well, I'm out of air.

Well, don't breathe so much!

And we'll just come back tomorrow.

- You mean, the day after tomorrow.

Because we need to work another day.

- Guys, this is going to work.

All right? I promise. Just keep faith!

What?

- I don't think we can do this.

- Well, not with that attitude!

And what other choice do we have?

I'm telling you, it's here.

It's too good not to be true!

- But we can't have been the only people

to have ever dived here.

- Hannah, he's right.

As long as we follow the plan

there's no way we won't find them.

- Hey, buck up, guys!

You think Pizarro

found the golden city of El Dorado in a day?

Or Ponce de Leon and the Fountain of Youth?

- Pizarro never found El Dorado.

And Ponce de Leon didn't find the Fountain of Youth either.

My bad.

- My name's Hannah, and I know everything.

Anything?

Just a whole lot of these.

Man.

- You know, I thought the whole point of Project Pay Day

was that we didn't have to spend the whole summer working.

- Look, it's not about not working anymore, Hannah.

It's about literally surviving the summer and my mom.

So, please, just concentrate on

where we're gonna search tomorrow, okay?

- I think we should just come clean.

Hey! Don't talk like that.

Or you're gonna ruin our mojo.

I'm telling you, we're closing in.

Let's just finish up here,

get a good night's sleep and then tomorrow's our day.

Right? It's gotta be.

All right? Come on.

Your power words for today.

Authenticity. Transparency. Honesty.

And repeat your--

- Is that the only bathing suit you have?

What? I love this suit!

Come on. If a big-time lifeguard like Dave

gets embarrassed because his old man

is wearing a suit like this,

he's got bigger problems.

Mm.

I wish I could go with you, but

with two new clients having promotions this week,

I am swamped!

Ah, that's okay. I totally understand.

I was thinking about going this evening anyway.

You know, I mean, he's got his usual double shift,

plus I'm thinking, eh, less crowded in the evenings.

You think he'll be surprised?

Nothing seems to faze that kid!

- Come on, Curtis, pick up!

- Yo, Davy.

- Dude, emergency, emergency! I need help!

Mayday! Now!

- What? What's going on?

- Dude, my dad's on his way to the pool!

- Is the pool even open this late?

- Yeah, it is! And I'm supposed to be working there!!

- Oh. Ohhhhhh!

Okay. I'm on it, dude.

Get there as quickly as you can and play lifeguard.

- Dude, everyone knows I don't work there.

- Just for ten minutes! Pretend for ten minutes.

And I promise I'll get you out of there.

All right, go!

- Dave?

- You need to get to the pool right now.

Dave's dad is on his way there and you need to delay him.

Give Dave time to get in.

- No. No, Curtis. You know I can't lie to adults.

Dave needs us, Hannah. He needs you.

I need you. To go do this.

Otherwise, Dave's dead!

- Why can't you do it?

- I'll be right behind you. I just need to grab some things.

Please, Hannah!

All right, go.

Hello, sir. - Hi.

I will take one ticket for an evening swim.

Thank you, sir.

Hey.

Just one.

Cool. Thanks, man.

- Um, hey, Mr. Lucas.

- Whoa. Hey, Hannah.

What--what are you doing here?

- Oh. Well, uh, um, I--

I'm meeting, uh, Curtis here in a little bit.

- Are you guys visiting Dave, too?

- Yeah.

- I tell you what,

there is nothing like an evening at the pool

after a hard day's work, right?

- Yeah, yeah. You can say that again, sir!

- So, how is your summer job going?

You're uh Dave told me you're at the country club?

N-No

no, I'm not at-- - Oh, maybe he meant Curtis.

Maybe Curtis does that,

which makes sense because he's so charming.

He could just charm the pants right off those

tennis players. - I--

- Is everything okay? You seem a little a little shaky.

- Uh. No. I am, I am

- Is everything okay with your summer job?

Well, well

- You can tell me. It's okay.

- Well, the truth is--is, um, well, it's been hard

working at the library.

It's just--it's so quiet. I get--I get so lonely.

Yeah. - Well, that makes sense.

I can understand that.

I'm just so glad that your good work ethic

is rubbing off on Dave.

Because, as I always say,

"Friends: Great to have them to rely on."

- I--I sure hope so, sir.

- Well, I am anxious to catch a glimpse

of lifeguard Dave in action!

So, I will catch you around?

- Okay.

- Have you ever seen my cannonball?

You're in for a treat.

You have got a pretty crack team here.

Oh, we get the job done.

- That's my son over there.

Cool.

- I lost my goggles.

- Good. Go over there, okay?

- You'll uh keep an eye on him for me, won't you?

- Not a strong swimmer or something?

- Well, you would know better than me.

- Oh, he's a regular?

- Well, you know, I'm his father,

so I wouldn't call him just regular.

But this is his first summer working on his own,

and I'm sure he's like a lot of other teenagers

who are taking on responsibility--

No splashing.

- Oh, splashing. Yeah. There you go.

Eyes like a hawk.

- You just--just gotta move away.

Yeah. But working with guys like you,

I'm hoping he picks up on some of that.

Ya know

discipline stuff.

- Wait a minute

Working with guys like me?

- Well, uh, yeah.

- Which one did you say your son was?

- Well, he's, uh--

- That's lightning!

Let's go, folks. Let's go.

Out of the pool. Out of the pool.

Let's go, folks. Let's go!

-Come on. I'm saving you.

Sorry about your goggles.

Whoo.

- Yeah. That was close.

Where have you been?

If it wasn't for that lightning, I would've been toast!

You're a genius.

Where's Hannah?

- Uh, I don't know.

- Hey! Pretty cool plan, right?

I can't believe it worked.

- I can't believe you made me do that.

I had to lie to your dad. Straight to his face.

- I made you do that?

It was Curtis's idea.

- Look, I don't lie, Dave!

All right, and your stupid plan

it's making me act like someone I'm not!

- Whoa, slow down. My plan?

Who's the genius who came up with Project Pay Day

in the first place?

'Cause if there's anyone you should be yelling at, it's him!

Yeah, Hannah.

Why don't you yell at him?

- Look, Curtis, I'm done.

All right? I'm just gonna get a job.

It's what I should've done from the beginning.

I won't turn you guys in.

But if anyone asks, I won't lie for you again.

You know what? I trusted you.

And you took advantage of that.

- Dude.

- So this is all my fault? You actually think that?

- Yeah. You made her lie.

- Yeah. For you, Dave.

Because your dad was about to find you out.

- That's not my fault!

You're the only reason there's something to be

found out in the first place!

- Why can't you take any responsibility here?

Why does it have to all be me?

- There's my big man! I was looking for you at the pool.

I was gonna drive you for some ice cream!

But looks like the ice cream just drove to you!

- Thanks, I'm not hungry.

- What? Really?

Okay. Well, I guess it's two for me then.

You know what, son?

I'm proud of you.

Seeing you at the pool.

All those people putting their lives in your hands.

It's a hell of lot of responsibility.

And you're taking good care of 'em.

I really admire that.

You're doing good work.

What if I'm not?

What if I've never taken any responsibility

for anything in my entire life?

What if I told you that I'm not a

who you think I am.

That I'm not doing what you think I'm doing.

- Okay. You listen to me. All right?

I'm gonna say this once.

It doesn't matter what you've done,

or what you haven't done

I will always love you.

Okay?

Now, your mother, on the other hand

No, I'm kidding, seriously.

You know, everybody makes mistakes.

Some people lie.

Some people get away with it.

And other people don't want to.

Those people, they own their mistakes,

and they take responsibility, and they make them right.

You just remember that.

What has happened in the past isn't nearly as important

as what you do next.

What a load of crap!

More shoplifting!

This guy is lifting stuff left and right,

and ruining the reputation of the mall.

And no one's doing anything serious about it!

They put up a reward!

A reward!

Isn't that the silliest thing you have ever heard?

As if 5,000 dollars is going to convince

some random vigilante to track this guy down.

Oh, I just wish that someone would take some responsibility

and belly up and resolve this thing!

Anyway, how was the pool?

Hey.

Thought you weren't coming.

Is Hannah here?

- Nah, thought she was with you.

- Curtis, I don't think we're gonna find anything here.

I think the best thing to do is to stop and--

- BOOM.

- Uh

- Found him this morning.

- But don't

we have-- - That isn't Mr. Moneybags.

It's one exactly like him that I found

right at the bottom right over there.

So, don't say we're not gonna find anything.

- Curtis, Uncle Brad gets home the day after tomorrow!

And you finding one thing in two weeks just doesn't help.

I came here to apologize.

I know you've been doing all this for me.

And for us.

I just don't understand why we're fighting

if the whole point was to be together.

It's my fault I'm in this situation,

and I'm probably gonna have to come clean to my mom

and live out the rest of my days in probation.

I do have one last idea, though.

The mall my mom works at. There's a shoplifter.

He's been stealing antiques and stuff.

- So?

- So, there's a reward.

For 5,000 dollars.

- Why didn't you say so?

- Because it's really risky.

My mom's gonna be all over that place.

And the odds of us running into her before the shoplifter

and if we do, I'm gonna come clean.

- I'm in.

Sorry, little guy.

You know, these things are much heavier than they look.

Friends?

For life.

And besides, last-ditch efforts are always the ones that work.

- Yeah.

I don't know why they always save them till last.

- So do we stake out, or search and destroy?

- Well, search and destroy makes it harder to avoid my mom

but we gotta go for it.

- All right.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I cute kid. -

Drifting by

Out in the sun

- What does a shoplifter even look like anyway?

- I don't know.

But it looks like Project Pay Day

hasn't really paid off, has it?

Dave?

- It looks that way now.

- Why aren't you at the pool?

- Mom. Ah, ah, Mother, I--

- Dave, wait.

- No.

Look, I made a mistake, and you need to know.

But Curtis and Hannah had nothing to do with it.

Dave. Explain yourself.

- Okay, so the truth is--

- The truth is, Dave is a great guy,

and the best friend I could ever ask for.

And if he trusts me at all, he'll follow my lead.

- Um, be right back.

- What are you doing?

- Okay. I trust you. But what are we doing?

- I think I found the shoplifter.

Follow me.

Not only have I seen him hanging around the mall,

but he's the same guy who tried to take Mr. Moneybags.

No way! - Yeah. Stay close.

- Now what? Should we call the police?

- No. We need hard evidence!

We wait till he leaves,

grab the stolen goods from his apartment,

and get out of there!

You sure about this?

- Gotta be.

- It's locked.

Why didn't we expect this?

- Who didn't expect it?

- Does this guy have a fake leg?

- Maybe that's how he gets the goods out.

This place is disgusting.

- Hey isn't this the book that Hannah has?

- Yeah, I think so. -

- Ah. In there!

You think we can make it to the door?

- We should grab something to connect him to the thefts first.

- I think we're beyond that.

- It's Hannah. - Just turn it off.

- You! - Run!

- It's Hannah again!

What?!

What? Hannah, we're in trouble.

- I know where the coins are.

She knows where the coins are.

- Where is she? - Hannah, where are you?

Okay, we'll meet you there.

Chinatown Tunnels.

- Good a place as any to hide!

He's got a gun! - That is not cool.

Hannah. Hannah.

Hannah.

Guys?

Curtis?

Dave? Is that you? I know where the coins are.

Guys, where are you?

Where are your friends?

- I don't know.

What do we do?

- I don't know.

What were those coins you were talking about?

- Please, I'm just lost. I don't know.

- Where's that figurine you had? That cat.

- Here. This is what he wants.

It must be worth something.

- Why are you giving it to me?

- For luck.

Curtis! - You.

- Listen! I'm the one you want, right?

- All right, boy. Where's that figurine?

You know, that fat cat.

Come on. Give me the figurine and then we can talk.

You want it? You got it. -

- Oh, I think for once in your life,

you actually got me out of trouble.

- Why would you break that if it was worth so much?

- Because

what matters is on the inside.

- So, you writing bad poetry now?

- You figured it out, too.

- Just in time.

- The Labash coins? Inside Mr. Moneybags?

- They've been there all along.

That's where Councilman Haft hid the coins.

He did steal the coins.

And he did use the Chinatown Tunnels.

But that's not where he decided to hide the coins.

He decided to hide the coins right in plain sight

inside a statue

that everyone would always remember him having.

He put the new statue, the one with the gold coins,

where the original had been.

So, when the police came to search his office,

they didn't find anything.

- So, all that business about Lei-Lei stealing the coins?

That was just a red herring?

Not quite.

It seems that part of the story was embellished.

But without it, we wouldn't have searched

- In the bay!

- What?

That's what I figured.

That Haft must have disposed of the original Mr. Moneybags

from the tunnels.

What?

That's where you found the original

statue in the water.

Haft needed to get rid of the original,

so no one would suspect the duplicate.

So, he found this exit.

And threw the old statue into the bay.

-So you found the original?

I was right.

- We did it.

What the--!

- The gold!

So is this guy dead or unconscious or what?

If he rolls higher than a 15, he can regenerate.

- Hey!

- You again?

- You cosplayers need a new quest?

LARPers.

- What did you have in mind?

- Well, there's a reward for this guy's capture.

Five thousand dolla 5,000 gold pieces.

You guys up for the challenge?

- A really real reward?

Why don't you want it?

- Well

we have our own quest to finish.

- Okay. Here's what we can say.

- No. I'm not lying anymore.

- Curtis, I'm supposed to be coming clean.

She already saw us at the mall.

- We're right behind you, Dave.

- Who's we, hot stuff?

I'm in this for the gold,

not to see your mom take your head off.

- Mom? Dad ?

- Shhh!

You don't have to.

- Dave? What's going on?

You need to explain yourself.

- Guys, I have something to tell you.

I don't have a summer job. I don't work at the pool.

I've been lying to you all summer.

Dad, you were right.

If I can't take the responsibility to get a job,

I should at least take the responsibility

about lying to you guys.

I'm really sorry. And I shouldn't have done it.

- Well, I, uh I guess I'm glad

that you're being honest now.

- We are livid.

Do you think I'm going to tell you

it's all okay just because you ?

- No! And I've also learned that some mistakes take time to fix,

and with hard work.

So I'm willing to accept whatever punishment you see fit,

and I will also work as your assistant

until I earn enough money

to pay for my back-to-school supplies

or college fund or whatever.

Just like we agreed.

- Well, I

- And I know that you wanted me to take some responsibility

and work hard this summer, but I just needed some help

figuring out the things that were worth working for.

- That's why you have friends.

- Well, friends

- Great to have them to rely on.

- Guys, I guess I'm not going to be able to

see you around for a while.

Oh, stop!

Dave, you know we love you more than anything.

And your honesty, it means everything to us.

This is very grown-up of you.

- Yeah, and I don't want to rush that,

but, while I'm being honest,

there's probably something else that we should tell you about.

So my mom's just making me work nights with her

for the first two months of school.

- Could've been worse! For both of us.

- So why didn't you just keep the coins?

- Well, we figured they belong to you more than anyone!

Your family's story is the whole reason

we found them in the first place.

Plus, they're an important part

of the local Chinese immigrant history.

- That's why I donated them to the Chinese History Museum.

They should have been there a long time ago.

- And money isn't everything.

There are more important things in life.

- Truer words, Dave. Truer words.

- Although a debt is a debt.

And since the insurance finally came through

on my windshield repair

I think I owe you about 5,000 dollars.

Plus interest, of course.

Consider it a 'thank you' for all you guys have done.

- It was nothing.

- The old adage is true.

Most opportunities are missed

because they go around looking like hard work.

And remember, what you focus on becomes--

- Good morning, and welcome back.

Today, we're gonna start with an old school assignment.

An essay of what you did last summer.

Hopefully, it's gonna be more interesting

than just playing video games.

Talk about forever

Until I can't breathe

All the whole night through

The distant tumbling stars

That it's your first kiss

Grow uuuup

And scream

Have ever seen

I don't wanna grow up