When I was a kid,
my father was always talking about the epic quests.
Lewis and Clark, Cabeza de Vaca,
Magellan, Marco Polo.
He told me about their triumphs, their discoveries.
But there was something about those adventures he didn't tell me.
Treasure hunting, exploring...
It's not all victory parades and gold loot.
On every great quest, even the famous ones,
there comes a time where all roads lead to disaster,
and every step seems a misstep.
And every choice,
a trap.
We gotta be hush-hush about this, JB, you know that, right?
We can't tell your friends.
No, come on. Dad, they're just as much a part of this as you are.
- Want to put them in danger? - What? Dad...
Would you knowingly put them in harm's way if you could help it?
If you could help it?
I didn't think so.
Splits are still the same.
We'll tell them later, but for now, for safety...
got it?
Yeah.
Look at you, big man! Look at you!
JJ, come on, come on.
Yeah, yeah, so we, um... we went to the archives in Charleston, and, uh...
it was... it was a dead end.
A dry hole. So...
So that's the gold,
the cross, and now El Dorado.
We're three-for-three, guys.
The streak continues.
That's great.
See you, John B.
I'm going fishing. Thanks for the beer.
- We're together, right? - Yeah.
So that means we always tell each other the truth.
Sarah, I am telling the truth.
What, you think I'm... I'm lying?
- Is that what you think? No, I... - No, no, it's just...
The story that you told us
isn't really adding up.
You guys get the Twinkie and go off to Charleston
without telling anyone, and I'm just trying to understand why.
If there's anything that you can't tell the others,
you can tell me.
Mmm.
Look, look at me. What happened?
You've just been acting so off since your dad got back.
- What happened? - Yes, John B.
- It's me. I'm on your side. - Okay, Sarah, you know what happened?
My dad came back.
- And he's trying to help all of us. - Uh-huh.
And meanwhile, your dad tried to kill you.
And I'm sorry that you can't deal with that.
Am I wrong?
Well, then call me when you wanna tell the truth.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm doing great, Dad.
Come on. We got work to do.
A 500-year quest is calling.
Dad?
- Can you hear me? - Yeah, I can hear you now.
The cross is not on the train, Rafe.
It did not arrive. Somebody stole the cross.
Oh my God. Wait, who stole it?
I don't know who stole it, Rafe!
That's rough.
I mean, it could've been anybody, really, right?
Not really, Rafe. It could be one of a very few people.
Well, I mean, you know, we were just giving it away anyway,
so who cares?
Who cares?
Okay, Rafe, okay.
That's done for now. I need you to finish the list I gave you.
I want you to sign for the East River property.
When that's completed, shut down the offices...
Yeah, no, I... Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that.
I'm thinking maybe we should keep the offices.
What?
Yeah, I'm thinking, maybe I should stay down here for a while,
really grow the company.
I think it'd be good for us, right?
- Listen to me, Rafe... - No. No, no, you listen, okay?
You listening?
You remember when you told me to make myself useful?
Well, that's exactly what I'm doing. I'm making myself useful.
I can do shit, you know?
Explore options, so for the... for the benefit of all,
I think I'm gonna hang out for a while, okay?
Rafe, listen to me. You are there for one reason and one reason only.
You are to act as my proxy to shut down the companies, okay?
That is our one play. It's our only play. And if you cannot do it...
If I can't do it? If I can't do it, then what? Then what?
You gonna hop on a plane? Come down here?
I mean, it'll be like a goddamn Elvis sighting.
Ward Cameron, everyone!
Oh my God, he lives! He's back from the dead!
I got the family ring now, Pops.
Yeah, I'm wearing it, and it's my time to step up, okay?
You're dead.
Hey. There'll be plenty of time to make it up to her.
You're going to be hoeing that row your whole life.
Trust me, I know.
Right now, we got bigger fish to fry.
I don't like lying to her, Dad.
Yeah. But El Dorado, kid.
Eyes on the prize.
And afterward, I'll make it up to her. I promise.
All right, who are we going to see?
An old bud of mine from grad school. Her name's Kelly Kepler.
We took a trip down to Chichén Itzá to the pyramids,
camped out, got shit-faced.
She went crazy for all things Mayan once she saw the glyphs on the ball court,
and maybe she can translate.
Hey, be careful with that.
What's going on here?
- Eric, hey, it's John Routledge. - Oh, hey... hey, John.
Y'all are moving?
Where's Dr. Kepler?
- Dad, we should probably leave. - What?
Oh my God. I'm so sorry.
- How did she pass? - A heart attack. Out of nowhere.
I just can't stay here. It's too many memories.
That's tragic.
So sorry to hear that.
Nothing could kill Kepler.
She'd just gotten back from an expedition, made a major new discovery.
What was that?
A ruin in the jungle.
South America somewhere.
Do... do you know where exactly?
No, she wouldn't tell me.
The members of the expedition swore to keep their location secret
until they could publish.
Can you give me any information? When they left, who she was with?
Yeah, the head of the expedition, Professor Sowell.
He lives nearby, not far from here.
Wait, Dad. I'm assuming you know this Sowell guy.
- You know everybody on Kildare, right? - He was my mentor.
- He got me started on El Dorado. - Oh, perfect.
So maybe he can help us decipher this thing?
There's a reason I didn't go to him first.
Let's just say he wasn't real happy when I left the program.
He's a thief. Why would he steal my money clip?
But we're not gonna press charges with him, right?
Dad, please.
Okay. No charges, but you're dropping that little gangster JJ.
Aren't you?
I know.
He stole.
Good.
I'm gonna back off.
I'm... I'm proud of you, Kie. This is the first step.
You're starting to see more clearly.
- Sarah? - I got it.
Hey, sorry, I don't mean to bother if this is a bad time.
- No, you're good. - Okay.
- Um... - What's going on?
John B and I kind of got into, like, a little fight.
Yeah, he's been acting so gripped since his dad got back.
Yeah, and basically, I don't have anywhere to stay, and Rafe's at Tannyhill,
and I was just wondering, like, maybe I could stay here with you?
- Yeah. Of course. - Hey, hey. No.
What did we talk about, Kie? Boundaries.
Honey. Come on. You got to try and respect our time.
- We're trying to respect yours, right? - Listen, Sarah, I'm sorry.
You're always welcome here, but come tomorrow.
- Right now, we just need some family time. - It's fine. Yeah. No, I understand.
I'm sorry.
Um, I'll probably just hit up JJ or something.
- Sorry. - I'll see you later.
Hello?
JJ?
Sarah?
What are you... What are you doing?
Hi, Top.
You look a little thirsty.
If you want, there's beers right there. You can grab a drink.
Never thought I'd be a beer cooler vagrant.
That's embarrassing.
Yeah, I thought you were more into, like, high-end heists now.
Like robbing trains, you know?
- Sorry. - Which... No judgment.
- Um... - I wouldn't blame you if you did.
Listen, I know your back's against it right now,
and I can drop you at Tannyhill and talk to Rafe on your behalf or not.
- No. - All right, okay.
Um, yeah, where are you staying right now?
Um...
I'm... I'm so sorry. I'm not trying to be up in your business or anything.
- No, no. - I...
Look, I know you have a boyfriend, and, um, I have a...
I have a girlfriend now.
- You have a girlfriend? - Yeah.
You're surprised?
Of course you do.
Who?
Um, you know, Elena.
Reedy?
You don't like her?
No, it's just... I don't know.
When we were together, she was just always like up your ass.
- It was just weird to me, and... - Oh, you're jealous.
- I'm not jealous. - You're jealous. No, it's fine. I get it.
She would just linger. She was just always ready to pounce.
Well, you left and broke up with me, so...
Hey, yo, Top. What's up?
Hey, man.
- Holy shit. - Hi, Kelce.
Is that Sarah Cameron?
Bro, please tell me she's coming.
- Where? - So we're all headed out to Mase.
We're gonna, you know... Kelce, Phebes, not Elena, by the way.
Just going to do a little surf and sun action,
a little fellowship by the break, come on.
You should come.
- It'll be fun. It'll be good for you. - Yeah, Sarah. Come on!
Come on, Sarah.
Please. I... I want you to come.
Yeah?
- Yeah. - That's a yes?
Yeah.
- Whoo! She's in! - Here we go!
Hey, Mrs. Hunter, I'm back, and I'm ready to get right back on track.
Now, I know I missed a little bit of time, but I'm ready to kick it into warp drive,
and I'm thinking we go for the Vanderhorst Award again, Model UN.
You know, something to help me build back my résumé.
I was already ahead. Should be no problem getting back into it.
Pope, you didn't just miss a little bit of time.
You missed 27 days of school. That's almost six weeks.
I'll take summer school. I'll do whatever it takes.
Pope, it's C-time. Look, you don't have enough hours
to legally advance into the next school year.
Even if you pass all the classes.
- Then I'll just test out. - Test out? Yeah, okay.
Look, let's get to the world of possible. And this is what's possible.
These are all lower-level classes. I took these my eighth-grade year.
Yes, because the spots in the higher-level classes
are taken up by students who didn't miss half the semester.
Pope, I believe in you.
All right? But you gotta get back to being focused.
So you all have your celery in front of you,
and you're seeing that process
just like that.
That's exactly what's supposed to be happening.
Hey, Pope. Where are you going?
Excuse me, you need a bathroom pass.
I'm back now, so I'll make it up. I'll do anything.
I'll scrub boats, clean fish, pump fuel, anything.
I'm your guy,
except for the bathrooms,
'cause, see, I got a condition, like a gag reflex comes up.
- Anything else, I'm your dude. - I dunno, J.
You do know, Billy. Come on. It's me, man.
It's me.
You know I got this. All right? I'm your best bet.
You see all those boats out there? Those are Kook boats.
The Kooks pay my bills.
You and you and your friends aren't exactly trusted by that crowd.
Yeah, but they're the ones saying that. You know that's bullshit, Billy.
- Perception is reality, brother. - Oh my God.
And rumor has it, along with everything else,
you stole that catamaran out there.
I didn't s... I was with Sarah Cameron when I was on that boat.
- That's their family's boat! - Not according to the registration.
It's Rafe's boat, and he says you stole it.
He's keeping it here because he doesn't want you around it.
Okay, Billy, come on. There's got to be something.
I'm sorry, kid. Guffy put the nix on it.
Okay? I can find cheap help that doesn't piss my clients off.
I gotta go.
Damn, Rafe. Come on, Country Club.
Bro, how are you gonna have this and not even tell me!
You got a whole damn YMCA up on this bitch, dude.
Barry! Time to think. All right, we need to make a move.
That's all we do, bro. We been making moves.
Yeah, well, we don't have much time.
Come down here. You're not gonna believe this shit.
Yeah, right. You seen any buyers?
It's always business with you, bro.
I mean, I don't always live like this.
I'm just saying we need to take this shit seriously.
Dude, bro. I should get a tooth made out of this, huh?
Look, don't be touching the shit. Just put it back.
- So paranoid, bro. - I don't care about the cross.
I'm trying to make money.
I told you, my aunt, she got some contacts.
She gonna help us move these little bitches.
The gems, the nuggets, the whole damn melted enchilada.
These gems are mint, man. The gold's bullion.
We're selling it in bars.
I'm not gonna deal with some half-assed Pogue shit
with some reject from Zales, bro.
Watch how you speaking about my auntie, dog.
I'm not talking about your aunt. I'm just...
You did what?
- Quit school. - What about your scholarship?
I lost it.
I lost all my old classes. I'll be lucky if I even passed the grade.
My transcript is ass.
Everything I had going for me, gone.
And do you know why I'm screwed?
Because I tried to do the right thing.
I tried to help John B with his treasure, to get my family's inheritance back,
and you know what I got for it?
- Kicked in the dirt. It's over. I'm done. - Pope!
Pope, it's not like you can just give up like that.
Yo! Bombshell.
What's going on? What happened?
Detecting a real heavy vibe. What's going on?
Pope's quitting school.
- Being a coroner's kind of weird anyway. - Shut up, wrench dick.
Right, great. So it's definitely not the time for this.
- Okay, shit. - What?
So I was down at Guffy's, all right. I was trying to get my job back.
And I see the catty across the way, and on it...
is Rafe and Barry.
I sneak over to hear what they're talking about.
Pope, he has the cross.
And he melted it down.
I'm sorry, bro.
All right.
I know. I know.
Fuck!
Of course, it was Rafe.
Yeah, I mean, we probably could've guessed that.
The Cross of Santo Domingo, desecrated!
For money? God!
I know, so...
I think we need to stay calm to make a plan, but we got to stay...
Getting better at that.
This is messed up, man.
- Even for them. - I know.
Couldn't agree more, man.
They're just gonna keep getting away with it.
They're gonna keep doing that shit. Gonna keep winning.
I mean, Pope, is that news to you?
No.
But I'm sick of being the good guy.
Pope.
Pope, where are you going?
All right, so what's this guy got against you, Dad?
Nothing.
Except I refused to be a cog in a corrupt academic system.
Right. So you, what?
Wised up, went out into the world,
and stuck it to the Man by slowly starving yourself?
Hey, we may strike it big yet, wise ass. We got the idol, don't we?
Sowell here is the foremost expert on pre-Columbian glyphs
in at least three states.
Shit.
He was a real stickler about everything, especially his lawn.
Lawn freak. Cool. So weird you guys didn't get along.
Hey, Dad, why don't we come back when he's actually here?
It's all right. Look at this place. Something ain't right.
He could be in trouble. We should check.
Remember the last time we started poking around other people's houses?
Vaguely.
Vaguely, yeah. That didn't go so well, did it?
Hey, can we just think about this for a minute?
Just a quick minute-long conversation. That would be great, Dad.
- Dad. - Hey.
Only way out is through, kid. Come on. Straight on till we hit pay dirt.
Tommy, you in here? Professor.
Hello?
Anybody home?
Tommy?
Dad.
This is... this is strange.
Sowell would never keep his place like this.
John B, come on.
Hey.
Check back there.
No, no, no, hey! Whoa! Chill.
What the hell? Hey! Hey!
- I'm so sorry. - What the hell's going on?
- Sowell, Dad, Sowell. - Tommy?
Tommy!
- Whoa. - It's me, Johnny Routledge.
I'm your student. Remember?
Routledge is dead.
I'm not dead. Look, here I am in the flesh.
Big John, your greatest failure, remember?
Youthful promise squandered,
brilliant beginnings ending in disaster, et cetera.
- Oh yeah. In Mexico. - Remember that time I left you...
On the Mayan dig. How could I forget?
We had mechanical...
- You abandoned us. - Abandoned?
That's a strong word.
My CB radio went out.
There was complications and unexpected potholes.
Yeah, now it's all coming back to me.
The excuses.
- You are Routledge. - Yes.
And this... this is my son, John B.
Hey, sorry about that, Dr. Sowell.
What's with, uh, the get-up, Tommy? You expecting the Sun God?
I thought someone was breaking in.
I had to protect myself somehow.
Divert and attack, it worked for the Mayans.
Sorry about the... big entrance.
I thought you were someone else.
Yo!
- Anything official? - It's not official.
I swear you had the biggest crush on Topper last time,
and now it's his best friend. I cannot keep up.
- Hi. - Hey.
Get some, Topper!
Oh my God. I would die.
I'll give you that.
Normally, we don't have the same taste, but Topper...
- Hey, man. You're shredding it out there. - Thanks, man.
I don't mean to pry, but were you really on a deserted island?
Yeah, for a month.
Holy shit. The only plus side is no parents, right?
No school?
Okay, but you were with your boyfriend, so it makes up for this.
My God, y'all, come on, relax.
You're just drilling her with questions. Like the gestapo over here.
Just maybe give her a little room to breathe? Okay?
Hey, Sarah, I, uh, really wanna show you something.
Right now?
Yeah, if that's cool. I think you'll like it.
Yeah.
- I'll be right back. - No, you're good. Have fun.
Relax with the questions.
- It's no biggie. - Were they okay?
Yeah. Why wouldn't they be?
- 'Cause they're totally jealous of you. - Me? Homeless?
Listen, let me break this down.
You, Sarah Cameron, have lived this adventure already.
You were on a deserted island.
That's insane! They're jealous, I'm jealous, everyone is jealous of you.
Like, how did you eat, sleep, shower? Like...
I don't know. I have so many questions.
I dunno, it's so cool to me.
Poguelandia.
Poguelandia?
Poguelandia.
That's what we called it. JJ named it.
I wanted to take a vote, but Poguelandia just stuck.
He made a flag with a chicken on it...
in a coconut bra, smoking a joint,
and, uh, we speared for fish every day.
And Cleo nearly lost a toe,
and then Pope found out that you can make bandages
out of fig leaves, so he did that for her,
and then, um, of course, Kie knows all about leaves and herbs
and plants and shit, and...
we survived together.
What about John B?
He was there.
Sorry. You don't need to talk about it.
No. No.
Just want you to have a fun day.
Worry-free zone here, Sarah.
But, um, see that? That's where we're going.
- There? - Yeah.
You ready?
- Let's get on the boat. Come on. - Okay.
- You got it? - Maybe. Oh my God.
Whoo!
- This is incredible. - Right?
Oh my God.
Be careful. Let's take a seat.
- Not too shabby. - This is crazy.
Right? Yeah.
I didn't even know you could get up here.
No, I mean, uh, I know it's no deserted island or anything,
but it's pretty... pretty cool, right?
I'm... I'm glad I got to show you this.
Me too.
Well, I appreciate the help, you two.
I ain't missing Mrs. Heyward's cooking.
Unlike my derelict son. He's usually here by now.
I'm sure he'll be back any second, Mrs. Heyward.
Either one of y'all moved the pistol from in there?
The one I keep under the register?
- JJ? - Whoa, okay. I didn't touch it. Okay?
Yeah, well, somebody did.
'Cause it's gone.
Wasn't me.
You see? I... Dang it. I gotta find it.
All right, I'm sure it's somewhere. Heyward, I'm sure it's somewhere.
- It's him. - Yeah, he's going after Rafe.
- I'll check Tannyhill. - I'll take the marina.
You seem a little jumpy there, doc.
You'd be jumpy too if you were me.
I took a trip
last year,
uh, in the mountains in Venezuela.
The Orinoco River Basin.
- Yeah, that's right. - Solana, the site of the signpost?
You told him.
Where is that site exactly?
There were five of us who found this site. Since we've been back, three have died.
- Just two of us are left. - We were just at Kepler's.
They said it was a heart attack. She ran triathlons. Give me a break.
We are being targeted to silence us.
You should both just go for your own sake.
Yeah, well, we heard about this. It's kind of reason we're here, see.
- No, no, no, no. - Yeah, yeah.
I dunno what that is, but I don't wanna see it.
Oh, yeah, I think you do. So why don't you
just take a second and look at it?
Come on, Tommy.
You remember why I ended up abandoning the PhD.
The Review Committee accused me
of being obsessed with suspect conspiracy theories about El Dorado.
Well, they're not so suspect now. Even my harshest critic is won over.
Yeah, I thought it was all fantasy. Delusional dad. And then we found this.
- That's the Gnomon of Solana. - Hey, you said it. I didn't.
I thought it was destroyed.
No, split in half, separated, not destroyed.
Now whole again.
This is incredible.
You found it.
This is the missing piece.
We just need to find out where to put it. And I think you know.
Professor, you called it the Gnomon of Solana.
What, uh... what is a gnomon?
It's a stick that casts a shadow,
like the spike of a sundial.
The shadow gives lots of information, the time of day, the time of month.
Legend has it that if it's put in its proper place
and viewed at exactly the right time, it can give a clue or directions to...
- El Dorado. - El Dorado.
Okay.
What... what is happening?
John, you need to walk away from this.
I know that I sparked an interest in this subject in you and Kepler,
but look what it got us.
There are forces here.
I just need to know where Solana is and what the glyphs say.
- Then we'll be on our way. - You don't understand.
Tommy.
Tommy, what's it say?
You know what they say. You're reading them.
- Hey! What's it say? Don't hold out on me! - Hey, hey, hey!
- Stop! - Okay, I'll tell you.
Just sit down. Let him do his job.
Okay, so here's the Solana site and the temalacatl.
You put the gnomon here. It asks a question.
Uh-huh.
The gnomon...
What... What the...
The gnomon... the gnomon what, Tommy?
The gnomon what?
- What is that? - Kalinago.
Get down!
Holy shit. Go!
No! No!
Go, go, go!
Shh, shh, shh. Shh.
Shh, shh, shh.
Stay silent, stay still. Okay, Bird?
There it is.
Shh.
Got it.
- Check the house for the other two. - Dad, what are you doing?
- Hold up, hold up. - You trust me, right?
Yeah.
Okay, I'm gonna go find the gnomon.
John B, help the professor.
- Make sure you clear the basement. - Copy. I'm gonna check back here.
Okay.
Professor?
Neville.
Who's...
Neville? What does that mean?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
John B, run!
Dad, Dad!
John B!
Stay down, or I'll shoot.
I wanted to thank you, John, for finding the other half of the gnomon.
Despite all your faults, you are resourceful, you know.
Almost makes up for you stealing from me in the beginning.
Finish him.
Hold on a sec! Hang on.
Hang on now. How you gonna translate that idol, huh?
'Cause if you're thinking that's Mayan, it's not. It's Kalinago.
And no one has ever fully translated Kalinago, okay?
You know that.
I'm the only person alive who can translate that thing.
You just killed the other one.
You kill me, you kill any chance of ever finding El Dorado.
So, unless you're sure that you got it figured out,
I wouldn't ice me just yet.
Take him to the boat.
- No! Dad! - John B, I'm coming. I'm coming.
Bring me the boy.
No! Let him go. He's got nothing to do with this!
- Dad! - Come on.
I'll translate the idol! Let him go, Singh!
Just let him go. John B!
The loose end,
John Booker Routledge.
Your father will join me on the great quest,
and you will have the privilege of dying in the old way.
- Go. - No.
Move.
Please. Singh.
Hey, no. Singh! No!
No!
Please! No! Singh!
One more, let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Down on your knees.
Get down!
Don't move.
Look straight ahead.
It won't hurt at all.
Me eyes! Stop!
It is nice to be back on Mase.
With everyone.
Sarah, do you think things would have been a little different
if I hadn't fought that night at the Boneyard?
What do you mean?
Wait.
- What do you mean? - I, um...
You know, I was jealous.
And I don't mind admitting it now, but I was... just madly in love with you.
And... and that... made me a little crazy.
- I obviously hate crazy. - No, it...
Sarah, I did things that I regret.
I'm...
I'm so sorry.
And, um, at the end of the day, I just want you to be happy.
You know, Mr. Singh,
I can't just read this thing like a newspaper.
It's complicated. I...
It could take me a week to translate one of these glyphs.
Well, good thing for you,
we have a week before we reach the Orinoco,
and if you can't translate it before we reach the site,
I'll know you can't do it.
If you do translate it, you'll live.
If you can't, you'll die.
Yeah. Hey, brother.
I haven't talked to you in a minute, all right?
No, look, listen. Okay, the situation is we got...
I got it. I got it right here. It's bars, in bullion.
All right.
I got the gems, all right? They're mint, okay?
Yeah, I know. We talked about this shit earlier. I know.
You sure you want to do that?
It's gonna feel real nice.
Only for a second.
I don't care.
Care about your mother.
And your father.
What would they think?
I think they would understand how I feel.
For once, he would lose like we always do.
Yeah.
It doesn't matter anyway.
I've lost everything.
Are you joking me?
You have a family.
And a home.
And friends that would take a bullet for you.
I'd give anything to have the things you have.
You got a lot to lose before you have nothing.
Just let it go.
Just...
Just breathe.
Just let it go.
I got you.
You're gonna be okay.
Thank you.
Good night.
Night.
Well, look who it is.
Nice of you to show up.
You gonna spill the beans?
You gonna tell me the truth about what's going on?
Look, I know I've been a little shady.
And...
- Stretched the truth a little bit. - Yeah, that's called lying.
Yeah, I know.
- John B, what's going on? - My dad killed two guys.
- He was trying to protect me. - No, no, no. Hold on, okay?
- You serious? - Yes.
It was the guys from the Coastal Venture.
They came here looking for Denmark's diary.
- Your dad capped them for that. - Yes, and then Singh showed up.
They took my dad, and then they tried to kill me.
They took him to South America.
- Whoa, South America? - They're on their way.
- Okay, hold on. - Then what? Off him?
- I don't know what to do. - John B, stop!
Just breathe for a second.
I need to think.
I don't know what to do, JJ.
How the hell do we get to South America?
No clue.
But...
we're gonna figure it out.
Yeah.
We're Pogues, man.
We always do.