The Edison Twins (1982–1986): Season 5, Episode 1 - One Good Con... - full transcript
After winning an award for a labour saving appliance, Tom goes invention crazy with plans to automate the entire Edison house.
(School bell ringing)
TOM: I thought that class
would never end.
Really!
What a boring class!
LANCE: Hey, Tom, Annie, wait
up.
TOM: What’s up?
Oh, you’re not gonna believe
this one.
ANNIE: You passed your
chemistry midterm.
More incredible than that,
even.
I just came from history class.
Johnson’s quit.
What?
Yeah, he said ours was his
last class, thanked us for
listening, then he left.
Orin’s done some pretty weird
things before, but quitting?
Do you know what this means,
Tom?
Horseface Hanovan.
Come on, she’s not that bad.
You’re right, I could use the
sleep.
There he is.
ANNIE: Mr. Johnson.
Hi, Annie.
Hi, Tom.
Is it true?
Is what true?
That you quit your job.
Yeah, I’ve quit.
Well, what are you going to
do?
Well, haven’t you heard?
I’m going treasure hunting.
♪
♪ Just kids trying to do what
they should ♪
♪ Growing up in the
neighbourhood ♪
♪ Oh, they’re up the street ♪
♪ And around the bend
♪ They’re called the
Edison Twins ♪
♪ Now, every day is a
different trial ♪
♪ But they pull through with
a lot of style ♪
♪ Always getting out of trouble
that they get in ♪
♪ Life with the Edison Twins
(Whistling)
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ You know the Edison Twins
♪ Oh, no two days are quite
the same ♪
♪ Life is just a learning game
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ Just like the Edison Twins
ANNIE: What kind of treasure
are you looking for?
Pirate treasure, of course.
You remember that history lesson
we had about the War of 1812?
TOM: The pirate named Warren
Johnson?
Uh-huh.
Oh, yeah, that’s your
great-great-great-- triple-great
grandfather, right?
Yeah, that’s the man, and he
buried a treasure, a fortune of
silver and jewels.
Well, you’ve been looking for
that treasure on your summer
holidays for years.
Quitting your job, that’s a big
step.
Yeah, have you found
something?
Well, I bought the place
where the treasure is hidden,
and now I’m going to claim my
legacy.
Would any of you people like to
help me look for it?
Treasure hunt?
You bet!
Good.
Meet me at the old Clayton
Stables at 1:00 tomorrow.
All right.
We’ll be there then.
Mum’s the word.
Bye.
♪
TOM: Hi.
ANNIE: Hi.
What did you do, clean out a
library?
No, just the War of 1812
section.
You find anything?
Yeah, Warren Johnson was a
small-time pirate.
He used to row a longboat among
the islands not far from Weston
scuttling all the ships that
were anchored offshore.
Well, that couldn’t have been
very profitable.
Orin’s been talking about this
thing like it’s some kind of
huge treasure.
ANNIE: You’re right, but one
day while rowing around they
came across a British passenger
ship called the Sir Robert
Simcoe and they got away with
$175,000 in currency and
jewellery.
That’s more like it.
I guess they took off over
land because they were caught in
this area, but apparently the
treasure was never recovered.
Well, our friend Orin is
convinced its hidden in the old
Clayton Stables.
What’s at the old Clayton
Stables?
Hi.
I thought you were going camping
with Joey.
So did I, but Mom says I
gotta get over this cold first.
Hey, guys.
Hey, come on, let’s shake it up
here.
It’s almost one o’clock.
PAUL: What’s that?
That is a metal detector.
Br-r-r.
So are you guys ready or what?
PAUL: Hey, I’m ready.
For what?
Whatever!
Hey, the kid’s ready for
whatever!
Come on, let’s go!
Come on, Paul!
♪
TOM: Hey, Orin.
ANNIE: Hi, Orin.
My goodness, it looks like a
whole army has come over here to
help me.
A pirate really lived in this
old stable?
Yeah, this place doesn’t look
old enough to have been here
since 1812.
Oh, it isn’t.
No, that was built on the
foundations of the old stables
that were burned down about 150
years ago.
Well, what makes you think
Warren Johnson buried his
treasure here?
Well, this, for one thing.
TOM: Gold watch with "WJ" on
it.
Warren Johnson.
Yeah, I found it over there
near the old foundations.
Well, that’s enough for me.
Let’s start digging!
No point in wasting time,
huh?
ORIN: Well, that’s what I
call real enthusiasm.
Come on, I’ll show you around
the place.
Orin, what was Johnson doing
at the stables?
Well, when he was captured
about, oh, 20 miles from here,
he was on horseback.
Oh, and you think the horses
came from the original stables.
Well, it makes sense, doesn’t
it?
And the ship that he pirated was
anchored less than five miles
from this place.
Oh, and by the way, I found
these.
Yeah.
Now, the first one was found by
the man who used to own this
place and he sold it to
Berkeley’s coin shop.
It’s British sterling stamped
1812.
It certainly all adds up.
Yeah, and this one I found
over there.
Well, who owned this place
before you did?
Well, Sam Nixon.
You know, the man that owns the
Rainbow Motel.
For $50,000 you’d think he’d
clean this place up a bit,
wouldn’t you?
You paid $50,000 for this
place?
Well, yes, it’s a bargain
when I find that treasure.
PAUL: Hey, you guys, come
here!
We found something!
Hey, there’s something big
down here!
PAUL: That thing was going
crazy.
I knew it had to be here, you
know.
I mean, pirates always bury
their treasure under trees.
ANNIE: Somehow I don’t think
this tree was that big in 1812.
Well, there’s something down
here, Annie.
PAUL: Hey.
Lookie here.
Oh, a nail.
LANCE: I don’t believe this,
you know.
That little thing was going
right off the scale.
Well, there’s got to be
something else.
Right.
Hey.
What did I tell ya?
A pirate’s knife!
Look, it’s a bayonet.
It’s here somewhere, I can
feel it.
Well, come on, Lance.
Let’s go.
There you go.
It’s my turn.
What do you think about all
this?
Well, it seems too good to be
true.
Come on.
TOM: Well, that’s
interesting.
What?
Well, the grease on this
blade has lithium in it.
Nothing else would make that red
flame.
LANCE: So?
They didn’t have lithium 170
years ago.
They would have used animal fat
or wax.
That pretty well sums up what
I found, too.
There are microscopic bits of
mould on this nail, but I didn’t
find any on the coins or the
watch.
Well, what does that mean?
It means these things weren’t
buried 170 years ago.
In other words, somebody
probably put that stuff there to
make Orin think that Warren
Johnson’s treasure was stashed
on the property.
Yeah, the only question is
who.
Now, wait a minute, you guys!
Here we are on the verge of
finding a fortune in buried
treasure and you’re both here
trying to prove that the whole
thing’s a hoax.
Oh, come on, let your
imagination go for once!
Gee, it’s got to be somewhere.
Right, Annie?
So why can’t the treasure be
buried there?
Well, that’s the thing,
Lance.
Everybody knows that that’s what
Orin believes.
TOM: Yeah, exactly.
Orin’s treasure hunting has had
a lot of publicity over the
years.
It makes him a perfect target.
Now what are you two talking
about?
ANNIE: Well, just listen for
a second, Lance.
What if Sam Nixon was trying to
sell the Clayton Stables but
nobody would buy the place
because it’s too rundown?
TOM: Yeah, then one day he
comes across an article about
Orin in the newspaper, so he
does a little research to see if
the stables could be a possible
hiding place for the treasure.
ANNIE: Right, and when he
finds out it could be, he then
places a few old artefacts
around the stables.
He then takes a coin to a coin
shop, knowing that it would find
it’s way back to Orin.
Yeah, and bingo!
He sells the property for far
more than it’s worth.
A classic con job.
Right.
LANCE: Terrific.
Now, how are we going to tell
Orin?
♪
TOM: Orin?
ORIN: I’m over here.
Hi, Annie.
Oh, hi.
Boy, you don’t waste any time.
Yeah, you’ve been busy.
Yep.
Any luck?
No, not yet.
You people are very quiet today.
What’s up?
I’m afraid we’ve got some bad
news for you, Orin.
ANNIE: Yeah, we ran some
tests last night on the bayonet
and pocket watch.
And?
Well, there’s no way those
things have been buried since
1812.
ANNIE: There’s no sign of
weathering.
Those things could have been
buried yesterday.
What about the coins?
The same thing.
Orin, there’s nothing linking
them to the Warren Johnson
treasure.
Oh, it’s here.
It’s got to be here.
Well, I mean everything-- points
to it.
Yeah, that’s only ’cause you
want it to.
I’ve invested every nickel I
have in this place.
It’s got to be here.
♪
Well, if the treasure isn’t
here, what have I got?
A worthless piece of real
estate.
I couldn’t wait to make out that
cheque to Nixon.
I thought I was stealing the
place from him.
Orin, we think Sam Nixon
conned you.
What?
We think he planted those
things there so you would buy
the place.
(Yelling)
Lance?
ORIN: Where are you?
TOM: Hey, Lance!
LANCE: I’m down here.
ANNIE: Are you all right?
Yeah, I think so.
ORIN: Well, what happened?
I was just looking around.
I fell through this trapdoor.
ANNIE: What’s down there?
Looks like junk to me.
ORIN: Oh, now I’ve got a nice
piece of worthless real estate
with a secret room.
The question is what are we
going to do about it.
We make Nixon give Orin back
his money.
ORIN: We can’t do that.
He hasn’t done anything illegal.
He never said there was buried
treasure here.
Orin, he’s conned you out of
your life savings.
ANNIE: What are you thinking
about?
One good con deserves
another, right?
What?
Maybe we can fight treasure
with treasure.
Hey, I like it already.
♪
ORIN: Good day.
How are you?
ORIN: I’d like to see Mr.
Nixon, please.
I’ll get him.
Oh, Sam.
Mr. Johnson is here.
Mr. Johnson, what can I do
for you?
Mr. Nixon, I’d like to cancel
our deal on the Clayton place.
What?
Yes, well, my plans for the
old place have fallen through
and I wondered if you would give
me my money back.
I’m afraid that’s out of the
question.
I already invested your money.
Well, I’m-- I’m willing to
take a loss on it.
A deal’s a deal.
Good day, Mr. Johnson.
What do you know, Lyle.
I guess he found there’s no
treasure there.
I planted all kinds of stuff
around those ruins that should
have kept him busy for at least
a week.
TOM: How’d it go?
At least now he knows I
didn’t find anything.
So far so good.
You know, I can’t believe
this is going to work.
Don’t worry, it’ll work.
PAUL: I don’t get it.
First we’re looking for treasure
and now we’re hiding it.
ANNIE: Don’t worry, I’ll
explain it to you later.
PAUL: Okay.
Where should I put these old
clothes?
Oh, put them in the soup.
Okay.
Yuck.
Oh, don’t worry, that’s
right.
I’ll help you.
What is it?
Well, mostly it’s tea.
It’ll make these clothes look
even older.
We also soaked these documents
in it.
You see?
Wow.
Pretty neat, huh?
PAUL: Yeah.
LANCE: Whoa, hold your fire
there, Tom-boy.
Lance, you got that straw
bale?
LANCE: Right here.
Okay, send it down.
LANCE: Watch your head.
Whoa, this place is gonna be a
pirate’s paradise.
Well, that’s the idea.
Come on, help me with these
boards here, will ya?
There you go.
Okay, on my way.
Hello, Paul.
Hi.
Some fine old relics you got
there.
Yeah, it’s right from the
Edison antique factory.
Hi, Annie.
Hi, Orin.
Well, I finally got the
musket.
That’s great!
I want you to take a look at
something.
See?
ORIN: Sir Robert Simcoe?
Where’d you get that?
Well, Paul had a jeweller
engrave the name into a piece of
brass and then I dipped it into
some diluted sulphuric acid to
age it a bit.
Well, I’d certainly believe
it was the genuine article.
Well, let’s hope Nixon
believes that.
(Humming)
(Spraying)
These cobwebs look great,
don’t they?
Hey, Paulie, I always knew
you’d make a great spider.
ANNIE: Hello?
LANCE: Oh, hello.
ORIN: Here’s the musket.
ANNIE: And here’s some
custom-made old clothing.
TOM: I’ll take those, Lance.
Now watch your step there,
Annie.
ANNIE: Yep.
Oh, you guys did a great job.
Yeah, we did, didn’t we?
Hey, I think I’ll take up
interior decorating.
Oh, the musket, anyone got
that?
ORIN: Yeah, here.
Good.
LANCE: Why don’t we put it on
the bed here, Tom?
That way they’ll be sure to see
it.
PAUL: I’ll put a couple
cobwebs on that.
Well, that’s everything.
Let’s go.
LANCE: Hey, it’s time for me
to pay Mr. Nixon a visit.
Great.
Hey, you coming, spider?
I’ll be right there.
♪
LANCE: Good day, gentlemen.
SAM: May I help you?
Well, this is a motel, isn’t
it?
Yeah, course it is.
Forty dollars a night.
Oh, I think that that should
cover it.
Just kidding.
SAM: Hey, whoa, wait a
second.
Where did you get that gold
coin?
Did you ever hear about an
old pirate named Johnson?
There was an article about him
in the paper a couple of months
back.
Ah, yeah, I remember.
A distant relation of his-- a
school teacher, isn’t it?-- is
out there looking for the--
something or other.
Well, he better hurry, ’cause
I found it.
PAUL: When are they coming?
I’m freezing.
ANNIE: Wait a minute, where’s
your jacket?
PAUL: Well, I haven’t seen it
since yesterday.
I took it off because it was
kind of hot in the hideout, it
must still be down there.
Great!
An authentic antique blue satin
jacket!
Oh, I hope Tom’s fast.
Our treasure hunters are coming
up the road now.
PAUL: Well, what do we do?
♪
Tom, they’re coming!
Did you get it?
TOM: I can’t see it anywhere.
Get down, hide.
Look at this.
I bet you that’s where that guy
found the gold coin.
LYLE: Let’s see if there’s
anything inside.
(Door banging)
Did you hear something?
SAM: Hey, they’ve been
ripping up the flooring.
LYLE: Hey, what’s this?
There’s something underneath
here.
SAM: Hey, it’s a trapdoor!
If they see Tom or Annie it’s
all over!
I don’t believe it.
It’s all my fault!
LANCE: Paul.
Hey, Paul!
Paul, come back here!
Hey, look at this.
A real pirate’s hideaway.
This is amazing.
It’s a cinch Johnson doesn’t
know about this.
Hey, look at this, an old
musket.
With some writing on it.
What does it say?
SAM: Sir Robert Simcoe.
Let me see.
Hey, Sir Robert Simcoe.
It’s the boat the pirate nabbed
the treasure from!
Orin was right.
It’s gotta be here.
PAUL: Fred, where are you?
Hey, come here!
Fred!
There’s somebody outside.
Quick.
We’d better check it out.
PAUL: Fred, come here!
Fred, where are you, boy?
Come on, Fred!
Fred, come here!
Where are you?
Fred!
SAM: Hey, kid.
What do you think you’re doing?
PAUL: Well, I can’t find my
dog, Fred.
Well, there’s no dog around
here now.
PAUL: Well, I’m positive he
came this way.
This is private property.
I think you’d better run along.
PAUL: What about Fred?
I’m sure he’ll turn up
sometime.
Now off you go, go on.
(Door banging)
Did you seal it up?
He’ll never find it.
Good.
We’d better get out of here
before somebody else sees us.
♪
ANNIE: Paul, quick thinking!
TOM: Things were getting
pretty tense down there.
Well, what do we do now?
ANNIE: Now we wait and see if
they fall for it.
ORIN: Hello.
TOM: Well?
ANNIE: Did you get your
teaching job back?
Well, the principal called me
into the office and said he was
sorry that I didn’t find my
treasure, but he was glad to
have me back on staff.
All right!
Oh, good!
ORIN: Ah, it’s Nixon.
Well, whatever happens, I’m
certainly very grateful to you
both for all you tried to do for
me.
Mr. Johnson.
I’ve been looking everywhere for
you.
I’ve got some good news.
I’ll be able to take the Clayton
place off your hands, after all.
Of course, there will be a small
administration fee, say $10,000.
Well, I’m-- I’m sorry, Mr.
Nixon, I’ve changed my mind.
But I found another
interested party.
Well, I’m sorry, I have plans
for the old place.
Besides, a deal is a deal, isn’t
it, Mr. Nixon?
Uh, Orin, can we talk to you
for a sec’?
Excuse me, Mr. Nixon.
Orin, what are you doing?
I’ve changed my mind, that’s
all.
TOM: Look, we know the
treasure isn’t there, we would
have found it if it were.
Get rid of the place while
you’ve got the chance.
SAM: If it’s the money,
Johnson, we can forget about the
administration fee.
I’ll give you back the full
fifty thousand.
Here.
A cheque for $50,000.
Well--
Okay.
SAM: It’s been a pleasure.
Good day to you all.
♪
Nice acting job.
ORIN: Thank you.
You had me convinced you were
serious.
TOM: Paper is made from
cellulose fibres bonded
together under tremendous
pressure.
ANNIE: Over time, chemical
impurities in the paper attack
the cellulose fibres and the
bonding begins to deteriorate.
TOM: This breakdown is
accelerated by the ultraviolet
rays of the sun, leaving the
paper brittle and yellow.
ANNIE: Paper can be
artificially aged by soaking it
in tea and then drying it under
heat lamps.
TOM: Botanic acid in tea
stains the paper and speeds up
the chemical breakdown of the
cellulose fibres.
ANNIE: The heat dries the
paper, making it feel old and
brittle.
♪
♪ Just kids trying to do what
they should ♪
♪ Growing up in the
neighbourhood ♪
♪ Oh, they’re up the street ♪
♪ And around the bend
♪ They’re called the
Edison Twins ♪
♪ Now, every day is a
different trial ♪
♪ But they pull through with
a lot of style ♪
♪ Always getting out of trouble
that they get in ♪
♪ Life with the Edison Twins
(Whistling)
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ You know the Edison Twins
♪ Oh, no two days are quite
the same ♪
♪ Life is just a learning game
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ Just like the Edison Twins
TOM: I thought that class
would never end.
Really!
What a boring class!
LANCE: Hey, Tom, Annie, wait
up.
TOM: What’s up?
Oh, you’re not gonna believe
this one.
ANNIE: You passed your
chemistry midterm.
More incredible than that,
even.
I just came from history class.
Johnson’s quit.
What?
Yeah, he said ours was his
last class, thanked us for
listening, then he left.
Orin’s done some pretty weird
things before, but quitting?
Do you know what this means,
Tom?
Horseface Hanovan.
Come on, she’s not that bad.
You’re right, I could use the
sleep.
There he is.
ANNIE: Mr. Johnson.
Hi, Annie.
Hi, Tom.
Is it true?
Is what true?
That you quit your job.
Yeah, I’ve quit.
Well, what are you going to
do?
Well, haven’t you heard?
I’m going treasure hunting.
♪
♪ Just kids trying to do what
they should ♪
♪ Growing up in the
neighbourhood ♪
♪ Oh, they’re up the street ♪
♪ And around the bend
♪ They’re called the
Edison Twins ♪
♪ Now, every day is a
different trial ♪
♪ But they pull through with
a lot of style ♪
♪ Always getting out of trouble
that they get in ♪
♪ Life with the Edison Twins
(Whistling)
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ You know the Edison Twins
♪ Oh, no two days are quite
the same ♪
♪ Life is just a learning game
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ Just like the Edison Twins
ANNIE: What kind of treasure
are you looking for?
Pirate treasure, of course.
You remember that history lesson
we had about the War of 1812?
TOM: The pirate named Warren
Johnson?
Uh-huh.
Oh, yeah, that’s your
great-great-great-- triple-great
grandfather, right?
Yeah, that’s the man, and he
buried a treasure, a fortune of
silver and jewels.
Well, you’ve been looking for
that treasure on your summer
holidays for years.
Quitting your job, that’s a big
step.
Yeah, have you found
something?
Well, I bought the place
where the treasure is hidden,
and now I’m going to claim my
legacy.
Would any of you people like to
help me look for it?
Treasure hunt?
You bet!
Good.
Meet me at the old Clayton
Stables at 1:00 tomorrow.
All right.
We’ll be there then.
Mum’s the word.
Bye.
♪
TOM: Hi.
ANNIE: Hi.
What did you do, clean out a
library?
No, just the War of 1812
section.
You find anything?
Yeah, Warren Johnson was a
small-time pirate.
He used to row a longboat among
the islands not far from Weston
scuttling all the ships that
were anchored offshore.
Well, that couldn’t have been
very profitable.
Orin’s been talking about this
thing like it’s some kind of
huge treasure.
ANNIE: You’re right, but one
day while rowing around they
came across a British passenger
ship called the Sir Robert
Simcoe and they got away with
$175,000 in currency and
jewellery.
That’s more like it.
I guess they took off over
land because they were caught in
this area, but apparently the
treasure was never recovered.
Well, our friend Orin is
convinced its hidden in the old
Clayton Stables.
What’s at the old Clayton
Stables?
Hi.
I thought you were going camping
with Joey.
So did I, but Mom says I
gotta get over this cold first.
Hey, guys.
Hey, come on, let’s shake it up
here.
It’s almost one o’clock.
PAUL: What’s that?
That is a metal detector.
Br-r-r.
So are you guys ready or what?
PAUL: Hey, I’m ready.
For what?
Whatever!
Hey, the kid’s ready for
whatever!
Come on, let’s go!
Come on, Paul!
♪
TOM: Hey, Orin.
ANNIE: Hi, Orin.
My goodness, it looks like a
whole army has come over here to
help me.
A pirate really lived in this
old stable?
Yeah, this place doesn’t look
old enough to have been here
since 1812.
Oh, it isn’t.
No, that was built on the
foundations of the old stables
that were burned down about 150
years ago.
Well, what makes you think
Warren Johnson buried his
treasure here?
Well, this, for one thing.
TOM: Gold watch with "WJ" on
it.
Warren Johnson.
Yeah, I found it over there
near the old foundations.
Well, that’s enough for me.
Let’s start digging!
No point in wasting time,
huh?
ORIN: Well, that’s what I
call real enthusiasm.
Come on, I’ll show you around
the place.
Orin, what was Johnson doing
at the stables?
Well, when he was captured
about, oh, 20 miles from here,
he was on horseback.
Oh, and you think the horses
came from the original stables.
Well, it makes sense, doesn’t
it?
And the ship that he pirated was
anchored less than five miles
from this place.
Oh, and by the way, I found
these.
Yeah.
Now, the first one was found by
the man who used to own this
place and he sold it to
Berkeley’s coin shop.
It’s British sterling stamped
1812.
It certainly all adds up.
Yeah, and this one I found
over there.
Well, who owned this place
before you did?
Well, Sam Nixon.
You know, the man that owns the
Rainbow Motel.
For $50,000 you’d think he’d
clean this place up a bit,
wouldn’t you?
You paid $50,000 for this
place?
Well, yes, it’s a bargain
when I find that treasure.
PAUL: Hey, you guys, come
here!
We found something!
Hey, there’s something big
down here!
PAUL: That thing was going
crazy.
I knew it had to be here, you
know.
I mean, pirates always bury
their treasure under trees.
ANNIE: Somehow I don’t think
this tree was that big in 1812.
Well, there’s something down
here, Annie.
PAUL: Hey.
Lookie here.
Oh, a nail.
LANCE: I don’t believe this,
you know.
That little thing was going
right off the scale.
Well, there’s got to be
something else.
Right.
Hey.
What did I tell ya?
A pirate’s knife!
Look, it’s a bayonet.
It’s here somewhere, I can
feel it.
Well, come on, Lance.
Let’s go.
There you go.
It’s my turn.
What do you think about all
this?
Well, it seems too good to be
true.
Come on.
TOM: Well, that’s
interesting.
What?
Well, the grease on this
blade has lithium in it.
Nothing else would make that red
flame.
LANCE: So?
They didn’t have lithium 170
years ago.
They would have used animal fat
or wax.
That pretty well sums up what
I found, too.
There are microscopic bits of
mould on this nail, but I didn’t
find any on the coins or the
watch.
Well, what does that mean?
It means these things weren’t
buried 170 years ago.
In other words, somebody
probably put that stuff there to
make Orin think that Warren
Johnson’s treasure was stashed
on the property.
Yeah, the only question is
who.
Now, wait a minute, you guys!
Here we are on the verge of
finding a fortune in buried
treasure and you’re both here
trying to prove that the whole
thing’s a hoax.
Oh, come on, let your
imagination go for once!
Gee, it’s got to be somewhere.
Right, Annie?
So why can’t the treasure be
buried there?
Well, that’s the thing,
Lance.
Everybody knows that that’s what
Orin believes.
TOM: Yeah, exactly.
Orin’s treasure hunting has had
a lot of publicity over the
years.
It makes him a perfect target.
Now what are you two talking
about?
ANNIE: Well, just listen for
a second, Lance.
What if Sam Nixon was trying to
sell the Clayton Stables but
nobody would buy the place
because it’s too rundown?
TOM: Yeah, then one day he
comes across an article about
Orin in the newspaper, so he
does a little research to see if
the stables could be a possible
hiding place for the treasure.
ANNIE: Right, and when he
finds out it could be, he then
places a few old artefacts
around the stables.
He then takes a coin to a coin
shop, knowing that it would find
it’s way back to Orin.
Yeah, and bingo!
He sells the property for far
more than it’s worth.
A classic con job.
Right.
LANCE: Terrific.
Now, how are we going to tell
Orin?
♪
TOM: Orin?
ORIN: I’m over here.
Hi, Annie.
Oh, hi.
Boy, you don’t waste any time.
Yeah, you’ve been busy.
Yep.
Any luck?
No, not yet.
You people are very quiet today.
What’s up?
I’m afraid we’ve got some bad
news for you, Orin.
ANNIE: Yeah, we ran some
tests last night on the bayonet
and pocket watch.
And?
Well, there’s no way those
things have been buried since
1812.
ANNIE: There’s no sign of
weathering.
Those things could have been
buried yesterday.
What about the coins?
The same thing.
Orin, there’s nothing linking
them to the Warren Johnson
treasure.
Oh, it’s here.
It’s got to be here.
Well, I mean everything-- points
to it.
Yeah, that’s only ’cause you
want it to.
I’ve invested every nickel I
have in this place.
It’s got to be here.
♪
Well, if the treasure isn’t
here, what have I got?
A worthless piece of real
estate.
I couldn’t wait to make out that
cheque to Nixon.
I thought I was stealing the
place from him.
Orin, we think Sam Nixon
conned you.
What?
We think he planted those
things there so you would buy
the place.
(Yelling)
Lance?
ORIN: Where are you?
TOM: Hey, Lance!
LANCE: I’m down here.
ANNIE: Are you all right?
Yeah, I think so.
ORIN: Well, what happened?
I was just looking around.
I fell through this trapdoor.
ANNIE: What’s down there?
Looks like junk to me.
ORIN: Oh, now I’ve got a nice
piece of worthless real estate
with a secret room.
The question is what are we
going to do about it.
We make Nixon give Orin back
his money.
ORIN: We can’t do that.
He hasn’t done anything illegal.
He never said there was buried
treasure here.
Orin, he’s conned you out of
your life savings.
ANNIE: What are you thinking
about?
One good con deserves
another, right?
What?
Maybe we can fight treasure
with treasure.
Hey, I like it already.
♪
ORIN: Good day.
How are you?
ORIN: I’d like to see Mr.
Nixon, please.
I’ll get him.
Oh, Sam.
Mr. Johnson is here.
Mr. Johnson, what can I do
for you?
Mr. Nixon, I’d like to cancel
our deal on the Clayton place.
What?
Yes, well, my plans for the
old place have fallen through
and I wondered if you would give
me my money back.
I’m afraid that’s out of the
question.
I already invested your money.
Well, I’m-- I’m willing to
take a loss on it.
A deal’s a deal.
Good day, Mr. Johnson.
What do you know, Lyle.
I guess he found there’s no
treasure there.
I planted all kinds of stuff
around those ruins that should
have kept him busy for at least
a week.
TOM: How’d it go?
At least now he knows I
didn’t find anything.
So far so good.
You know, I can’t believe
this is going to work.
Don’t worry, it’ll work.
PAUL: I don’t get it.
First we’re looking for treasure
and now we’re hiding it.
ANNIE: Don’t worry, I’ll
explain it to you later.
PAUL: Okay.
Where should I put these old
clothes?
Oh, put them in the soup.
Okay.
Yuck.
Oh, don’t worry, that’s
right.
I’ll help you.
What is it?
Well, mostly it’s tea.
It’ll make these clothes look
even older.
We also soaked these documents
in it.
You see?
Wow.
Pretty neat, huh?
PAUL: Yeah.
LANCE: Whoa, hold your fire
there, Tom-boy.
Lance, you got that straw
bale?
LANCE: Right here.
Okay, send it down.
LANCE: Watch your head.
Whoa, this place is gonna be a
pirate’s paradise.
Well, that’s the idea.
Come on, help me with these
boards here, will ya?
There you go.
Okay, on my way.
Hello, Paul.
Hi.
Some fine old relics you got
there.
Yeah, it’s right from the
Edison antique factory.
Hi, Annie.
Hi, Orin.
Well, I finally got the
musket.
That’s great!
I want you to take a look at
something.
See?
ORIN: Sir Robert Simcoe?
Where’d you get that?
Well, Paul had a jeweller
engrave the name into a piece of
brass and then I dipped it into
some diluted sulphuric acid to
age it a bit.
Well, I’d certainly believe
it was the genuine article.
Well, let’s hope Nixon
believes that.
(Humming)
(Spraying)
These cobwebs look great,
don’t they?
Hey, Paulie, I always knew
you’d make a great spider.
ANNIE: Hello?
LANCE: Oh, hello.
ORIN: Here’s the musket.
ANNIE: And here’s some
custom-made old clothing.
TOM: I’ll take those, Lance.
Now watch your step there,
Annie.
ANNIE: Yep.
Oh, you guys did a great job.
Yeah, we did, didn’t we?
Hey, I think I’ll take up
interior decorating.
Oh, the musket, anyone got
that?
ORIN: Yeah, here.
Good.
LANCE: Why don’t we put it on
the bed here, Tom?
That way they’ll be sure to see
it.
PAUL: I’ll put a couple
cobwebs on that.
Well, that’s everything.
Let’s go.
LANCE: Hey, it’s time for me
to pay Mr. Nixon a visit.
Great.
Hey, you coming, spider?
I’ll be right there.
♪
LANCE: Good day, gentlemen.
SAM: May I help you?
Well, this is a motel, isn’t
it?
Yeah, course it is.
Forty dollars a night.
Oh, I think that that should
cover it.
Just kidding.
SAM: Hey, whoa, wait a
second.
Where did you get that gold
coin?
Did you ever hear about an
old pirate named Johnson?
There was an article about him
in the paper a couple of months
back.
Ah, yeah, I remember.
A distant relation of his-- a
school teacher, isn’t it?-- is
out there looking for the--
something or other.
Well, he better hurry, ’cause
I found it.
PAUL: When are they coming?
I’m freezing.
ANNIE: Wait a minute, where’s
your jacket?
PAUL: Well, I haven’t seen it
since yesterday.
I took it off because it was
kind of hot in the hideout, it
must still be down there.
Great!
An authentic antique blue satin
jacket!
Oh, I hope Tom’s fast.
Our treasure hunters are coming
up the road now.
PAUL: Well, what do we do?
♪
Tom, they’re coming!
Did you get it?
TOM: I can’t see it anywhere.
Get down, hide.
Look at this.
I bet you that’s where that guy
found the gold coin.
LYLE: Let’s see if there’s
anything inside.
(Door banging)
Did you hear something?
SAM: Hey, they’ve been
ripping up the flooring.
LYLE: Hey, what’s this?
There’s something underneath
here.
SAM: Hey, it’s a trapdoor!
If they see Tom or Annie it’s
all over!
I don’t believe it.
It’s all my fault!
LANCE: Paul.
Hey, Paul!
Paul, come back here!
Hey, look at this.
A real pirate’s hideaway.
This is amazing.
It’s a cinch Johnson doesn’t
know about this.
Hey, look at this, an old
musket.
With some writing on it.
What does it say?
SAM: Sir Robert Simcoe.
Let me see.
Hey, Sir Robert Simcoe.
It’s the boat the pirate nabbed
the treasure from!
Orin was right.
It’s gotta be here.
PAUL: Fred, where are you?
Hey, come here!
Fred!
There’s somebody outside.
Quick.
We’d better check it out.
PAUL: Fred, come here!
Fred, where are you, boy?
Come on, Fred!
Fred, come here!
Where are you?
Fred!
SAM: Hey, kid.
What do you think you’re doing?
PAUL: Well, I can’t find my
dog, Fred.
Well, there’s no dog around
here now.
PAUL: Well, I’m positive he
came this way.
This is private property.
I think you’d better run along.
PAUL: What about Fred?
I’m sure he’ll turn up
sometime.
Now off you go, go on.
(Door banging)
Did you seal it up?
He’ll never find it.
Good.
We’d better get out of here
before somebody else sees us.
♪
ANNIE: Paul, quick thinking!
TOM: Things were getting
pretty tense down there.
Well, what do we do now?
ANNIE: Now we wait and see if
they fall for it.
ORIN: Hello.
TOM: Well?
ANNIE: Did you get your
teaching job back?
Well, the principal called me
into the office and said he was
sorry that I didn’t find my
treasure, but he was glad to
have me back on staff.
All right!
Oh, good!
ORIN: Ah, it’s Nixon.
Well, whatever happens, I’m
certainly very grateful to you
both for all you tried to do for
me.
Mr. Johnson.
I’ve been looking everywhere for
you.
I’ve got some good news.
I’ll be able to take the Clayton
place off your hands, after all.
Of course, there will be a small
administration fee, say $10,000.
Well, I’m-- I’m sorry, Mr.
Nixon, I’ve changed my mind.
But I found another
interested party.
Well, I’m sorry, I have plans
for the old place.
Besides, a deal is a deal, isn’t
it, Mr. Nixon?
Uh, Orin, can we talk to you
for a sec’?
Excuse me, Mr. Nixon.
Orin, what are you doing?
I’ve changed my mind, that’s
all.
TOM: Look, we know the
treasure isn’t there, we would
have found it if it were.
Get rid of the place while
you’ve got the chance.
SAM: If it’s the money,
Johnson, we can forget about the
administration fee.
I’ll give you back the full
fifty thousand.
Here.
A cheque for $50,000.
Well--
Okay.
SAM: It’s been a pleasure.
Good day to you all.
♪
Nice acting job.
ORIN: Thank you.
You had me convinced you were
serious.
TOM: Paper is made from
cellulose fibres bonded
together under tremendous
pressure.
ANNIE: Over time, chemical
impurities in the paper attack
the cellulose fibres and the
bonding begins to deteriorate.
TOM: This breakdown is
accelerated by the ultraviolet
rays of the sun, leaving the
paper brittle and yellow.
ANNIE: Paper can be
artificially aged by soaking it
in tea and then drying it under
heat lamps.
TOM: Botanic acid in tea
stains the paper and speeds up
the chemical breakdown of the
cellulose fibres.
ANNIE: The heat dries the
paper, making it feel old and
brittle.
♪
♪ Just kids trying to do what
they should ♪
♪ Growing up in the
neighbourhood ♪
♪ Oh, they’re up the street ♪
♪ And around the bend
♪ They’re called the
Edison Twins ♪
♪ Now, every day is a
different trial ♪
♪ But they pull through with
a lot of style ♪
♪ Always getting out of trouble
that they get in ♪
♪ Life with the Edison Twins
(Whistling)
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ You know the Edison Twins
♪ Oh, no two days are quite
the same ♪
♪ Life is just a learning game
♪ And if you use your head,
you’ll always win ♪
♪ Just like the Edison Twins