are certain things
that are out of our league.
Dragons and sea serpents.
Red cyclops.
Please, take a look at the map.
You can see it's authentic.
I'm telling you the truth.
Keep your heads down!
See, I told you so!
This way! Come on!
Come on, Patricia! Come on!
Come on, Leo!
So, we're anchored, see?
It is so still--
I mean, not a ripple.
It's so quiet, it's scary.
All of a sudden,
up comes this gigantic wave,
and we sink like a rock.
Well, I start swimming towards shore.
All of a sudden,
something bumps my leg.
- I think shark, right?
- Right.
- You know what it was?
- Porpoise.
Anyway, I grab his fin,
and the porpoise and I,
we take off for shore.
...but there are no bears
in the Himalayas,
so it must be Bigfoot.
Well, I figure it's him or me.
Now, a female lion--
she'll stalk you for days--
Max?
- We're here.
- Where?
Up there.
Yeah, it would be.
If it's all the same to you,
I think I'll head back now.
Afraid of a little climb?
This is a sacred place.
You should not stay here.
Vaya con dios.
Hey, Max.
Maybe he's right.
You worry too much, Leo.
Let's go.
Give me your hand.
Okay, honey.
- Come on!
- I got it! I got it!
I got it! I got it!
I got it.
Come on.
There better be
some gold up here.
- Get your butt...
- I'm coming, I'm coming.
- Don't let go.
- Come on!
I can do it.
There's no cave here.
Hell, we made this climb for nothing.
No, it's here.
Behind that tree.
Wait!
- We can't go in.
- Why not?
There's someone in there.
You saw something?
No, but...I'm sure there's
some old people in there...sleeping.
Well, we'll be real quiet.
Wonder how far it goes.
Hello!
Hello!
It's like a burial ground.
Old people...
sleeping.
Well, it's a bust.
Hey, Max, Patricia's gone.
I swear I'm gonna
get a leash for that woman.
Patricia!
Hey, you guys, I'm in here!
Welcome, gentlemen.
I really don't believe this.
Hey, what's this?
Wow...Aztec, Mayan...
There's a date...
1527, but it doesn't
make any sense.
What about this?
Oh, that's 16th century.
Spanish conquistador.
How about you, pal?
Can you tell us anything?
Nope, I didn't think so.
Look what I found.
I knew it!
I knew we'd find something!
Oh, man, that's the real deal.
Look at that.
It's beautiful.
But it's not the gold
we were looking for.
Don't be so pessimistic.
It's a hell of a start, though.
I don't understand it.
I'm so sure...
I'm gonna keep looking, you guys.
Wait, wait, wait!
"A moment frozen in time."
What is that?
- How the hell should I know?
- Shoot him.
Shoot it!
Damn... you know, you are
the worst shot I have ever seen.
Hell, I could have
hit him from there, too.
Cover!
He's got us pinned down.
I don't think there's
any more of 'em.
Lucky you're into knives.
One shot left.
- Oh, maybe you'd better let me do it.
- No, I can do it.
Nice shot.
Come on!
Drop the knife.
Step away from the girl.
Geez, I didn't tell him to jump.
Both--this is Aztec,
and here's the Mayan Sun God.
And he appears again
on the dagger, see?
Now, these hieroglyphics,
they give us the date 1527.
Aztecs...
Mayans...
Spaniards...
all on an Indian reservation.
It doesn't jive.
- El coyote.
- Who?
There is an Indian
on the reservation
who claims to be descended
from an Aztec priest,
but he's a very dangerous man.
Even to his people,
he's bad medicine.
However, there is another
that might be of help.
Who's that?
If only I could
remember his name.
Might as well take it all.
It'll solve a lot of time.
He's an old shaman
named Tall Eagle.
Honey. I'll meet you down
at the television studio.
Oh. no. now wait for me. honey.
I'm going with you.
Now you just wait.
- Lucy. isn't that the--
- Yes. it is.
I got to thinking it was silly for
both of us to take our dresses back.
As long as Ethel
was taking hers back.
there was no reason
for me to take mine back.
- T all Eagle?
- I didn't say a word.
I'll go get Mrs. Trumbull
to stay with