The Real Adventures of Jonny Quest (1996–1997): Season 2, Episode 22 - The Edge of Yesterday - full transcript

[theme music]

[music continues]

[orchestral music]

[piano music]

[yawns]

- Jonny!
- Sorry, jet lag.

Besides, you are the big
Franz Duncek fan, not me.

- Enjoying the concert, angel?
- Oh, yes.

Thanks for allowing us
to attend, Madam President.

I was delighted
you asked.

A mere medal could never repay
you or Jessie's father



for saving my life
and my country.

[music continues]

Ahem. Interested in
the man or the music?

Don't be ridiculous.

It's just that he's
the last living relative

of my favorite composer.

[audience applauding]

[indistinct chatter]

Bravo. Bravo.

- Bravo.
- Bravo.

How fitting that tonight's
200th anniversary performance

of Franz Duncek's Prague Sonata

should be so beautifully
performed

by the latest Franz Duncek
schlorship woman, Irina Kafka.



And we're honoured
that his descendent

Milos Duncek could be here.

[audience applauding]

[electrical buzzing]

Aah!

[crowd screaming]

bang

Are you okay,
Madam President?

[people chattering]

Angel! Did I
just see...a ghost?

Something supernatural,
that's for sure.

Oh, sorry.

For what? Saving my life?

Besides, the pleasure
was all mine.

Yeah, right.

- Are you..
- I'm fine. Thank you.

It was a great performance.
It really...moved the spirits.

Atleast, they'd the courtesy
to wait until I was finished.

It was strange.

All during the performance,
I felt a coldness under my feet

and then a rush of cold air

right before the keyboard
began to glow.

[tapping]

What's under here,
Madam President?

Any secret passages?

I'm not sure, but I can have
the blueprints of the palace

at my office
in the morning.

Thinking of
going ghost-hunting?

Maybe.

[yawns]

Right now, you kids need to get
back to the hotel and rest.

Please allow
my driver Josef

to take all of you
back to the hotel.

Thank you, Milos.

Coming, Jonny?

Please! Irina, would
you like to join us?

I, uh..

- Yes. Yes, I would.
- Come on.

I'm sure, Mr. Duncek's driver
can take you home as well.

[pleasant music]

- More juice.
- Yes, please.

Thank you, Josef.

I can't believe,
I'm actually sitting here

having breakfast
in Franz Duncek's house.

Right in front of the piano
where he composed

all that beautiful music.

Please!

He composed some
on harpsichord too, Jessie.

And it's my house now,
though sometimes I feel like

I'm just a caretaker.

Oh, what an
inheritance, Milos.

All Franz Duncek's
original music

and all this.

I guess being a royal court
composer had it's perks.

Yes, Franz did
quite well

and his descendents
invested wisely

but we were always careful
to give something back.

You mean,
the Franz Duncek's scholarships?

Yes.

For students of limited means,
like Irina Kafka.

[clock chiming]

Oh, no! Wait.

I'm supposed to be joining
at President Stasny's office.

- Oh, I gotta--
- Calm down, Jessie.

Josef would get you
to the palace in no time.

'He knows
every shortcut in Prague.'

(Jonny)
'These blueprints look way
too fragile to carry around.'

It'll be a lot easier
if I just scan them

into my dad's
new holographic watch.

Ah, your handsome father.

I wish Benton spent more time
in Prague these days.

[barking]

(Jessie)
'Hi. Sorry, I'm late.'

So, how was breakfast
with Mr. Duncek?

Ah, classic.

- Well, did you find anything?
- Maybe.

Hey!

There are some old passageways
under the ballroom floor.

In fact, the whole palace was
built over ancient catacombs.

This place has been constantly
remodelled over the centuries.

There are nooks
and secret passages everywhere.

A hiding place, in case
of invasion by enemy armies.

- Or monsters.
- Or ghosts.

- We better get some tools.
- And heavy duty flashlights.

Don't get lost down there.
Benton would never forgive me.

How can we get lost
with Bandit around?

woof woof

Yuck!

This is where
the ghost disappeared.

I don't see a thing.

Yeah, there is
no sign of anybody.

(Jessie)
Looks like we are the first
to set foot down here in years.

woof woof

What is it, boy?

(Jonny)
I think his sixth sense
has gone into overdrive.

[barking]

[whimpering]

The blueprint say that room
used to be a music conservatory.

grrr

Locked.
Stand back!

Uh!

bam

Nice entrance.

[coughing]

Well, if any ghost was in here,
I'm sure you scared 'em off.

(Jessie)
'Blueprints were right.
It is the music conservatory.'

Maybe Franz Duncek wrote some
of his compositions in here.

[gasps]
Not again!

Aah!

bang

bam

Oh!

crash

Aah!

- Jonny!
- Jess!

[crackling]

[crumbling]

Hey, thanks. Does this mean,
I get to take you breakfast too?

Oh, you are encouragable,
Jonny Quest.

What do you
have there, boy?

Hmm. Old sheet music.

[gasps]

Written by Franz Duncek.
Do you realize what this means?

Yes, it means I have
some remodelling to do.

Part of the ballroom collapsed.
Are you two alright?

Did you find the ghost?

More than that, we found
part of a lost sonata

composed by Franz Duncek.

[piano music]

Just listen
to this magnificient music.

There can be no doubt.

This sonata was composed
by the great Franz Duncek.

Too bad the finale is missing.

Missing or not,
it's the real thing.

I scanned the music into
our computer database..

the paper and ink
all checked out

as coming from
the seventeen hundreds.

Fascinating.

This lost sonata will only add

to my ancestors
illustrious reputation.

Bravo!

We made a smart choice playing
it here instead of the palace.

The piano stayed put this time.

Either Duncek's spirit
is confined to the palace

or he's finally at rest

now that his lost sonata
has been found.

I can hardly wait
to hear it recorded.

Perhaps, you, Irina, will make
the first recording of it.

[gasping]
Thank you, sir.

It would be a great honor.

And my family could
certainly use the money.

In the meantime,
this will go into my safe

along with the other
original Duncek compositions.

They're so fragile,
you know.

[sighing]
I wish I could see
all the originals.

But I'm such a big fan,
I have digital copies

of all of them
in the Quest database.

How fitting that you should have
found the lost masterpiece.

Actually, it was my dog.

I really don't know
how to thank you, Jessie.

Ooh, I feel another
breakfast coming on.

Actually, I would like
to have all of you as guests

for a celebration dinner.

Here.
Tomorrow night.

We'd love to, Milos.

- I am honored.
- Can I bring Bandit?

Ahh.

(Jessie)
'I can't believe you insisted'

'that Milos should invite Bandit
to dinner tomorrow.'

Hey! He did find
the music, remember?

Didn't you, boy?

[chomping]

It was the ghost,
and you know it.

He tossed that harpsichord.

- Smashed open the wall and--
- What I'm wondering is

if the ghost is Duncek,
why did he roll that piano

after Irina played
his own prog Sonata?

To get our attention, silly.

So, we'd start looking
for his lost sonata.

Hey, what're you doing?

(Jonny)
'Just checking something out.'

'Iris, run handwriting scan
of prog sonata file'

and this latest entry.

(Iris)
'Instituting analysis.'

'Scanning Quest database.'

'Signatures..'

'...insufficient match.'

'Musical notes..'

'...insufficient match.'

Iris...run
handwriting scan on

all Duncek compositions,
except latest entry.

(Iris)
'Instituting analysis.'

'Scanning Quest database.'

'Other compositions
match 100%.'

(Jonny)
'Which means
the lost sonata we found'

'wasn't written
by Franz Duncek.'

- It's a total fake!
- Not total, it is old

and it does sound
like a Duncek composition.

But, apparently,
he didn't write it.

Maybe, it was ghost written.

Who're you calling?

Milos, of course.

I wouldn't want him embarrassed
by announcing to the world

the lost sonata
is just an old fake.

Oh, of course, we wouldn't want
poor Milos to be embarrassed.

[phone ringing]

A fake?
But how? Why?

That's what
we're gonna find out.

Jonny, Bandit and I are heading
out to do a little investigating

and we'll see you
for dinner tomorrow.

- Goodnight.
- Come on, boy.

It's time to earn your biscuits.

[chomping]

[intense music]

- Another rat?
- I don't think so.

[screaming]

- Jess!
- Jonny!

I'll save you.
Hang on, Jess.

[whooshing]

[Jessie grunting]

[whooshing]

[barking]

[whimpering]

I'm okay, boy.

He he. I'm okay.

The ghost didn't hurt me.

What was that all about?

[whimpering]

(Jessie)
Bandit's on to something.

Maybe it's why the ghost
brought me here.

wack wack wack wack

crash

[both gasping]

(Jonny)
Wow.

Looks like
she was buried alive.

But who is she?

[footsteps approaching]

[growling]

(Milos)
'Her name was Anna Kafka.'

'Ironic, isn't it?'

The Duncek's scholarship winner
is the poor descendant

of the woman who made Franz
and my family rich and famous.

Milos...you knew
about this all along.

Not where the body was buried,
my dear Jessie

but I knew that
old Franz was a fraud.

An emperor's composer
without any clothes.

You see, along with his wealth

Franz left behind a diary.

Guilty conscience, I guess.

[piano music]

(Milos)
'The diary told my relatives
all about his charade.'

'How he lost his inspiration
and could not compose anymore'

'until he heard the student
Anna Kafka's music.'

'A woman composer
was unheard of back then.'

'He gave her money.'

'He offered to give
her music to the world.'

[piano music]

[audience clapping]

(Jessie)
'But when she wanted
her rightful recognition'

'Franz murdered her!'

(Milos)
'He said it was an accident.'

'He and Anna argued.'

'She left in tears.'

[screaming]

'And fell down the stairs
breaking her neck.'

[melancholic music]

[door shutting]

'Afraid of the scandal,
Franz hid the body here.'

'In the catacombs.'

[music continues]

'Sealing her behind the wall
where you found her.'

And none of
your descendants

ever came forward
to tell the truth.

They could not face the shame.

You mean, they
couldn't face the music.

Or give up the money.

Yes. Money is important.

We Duncek's have gotten
used to a certain lifestyle.

And that Franz Duncek
scholarship

was just another way to ease
his guilty conscience.

We all do what we must.

Yeah, she probably
kept it from him

so that he couldn't rewrite it
in his own handwriting.

I guess, hearing Irina
playing Anna's Sonata

'and you Dunceks
getting all the credit'

must've finally made her
roll over in her grave.

Her ghost was throwing
that piano at you.

Now, I'm sorry I saved you.

- Jonny!
- Irina!

What're you gonna do?

I think there's room in there
for all of you.

I took the precaution of having
Josef bring her along too.

Now she can join
her...relative.

(Milos)
'Move.'

[dramatic music]

Are we going to
bury them alive?

Please, Josef

'that would be...too cruel.'

[growling]

[screaming]

Ahh!

No. Ah!

Ah. Oh!

Ahh, oh.

Oh!

Ah!

[gasping]

[screaming]

[Milos screaming]

[piano music]

[music continues]

What happened to Milos?

Ah. Unfortunately by the time

we pulled that poor man
from the catacomb hall

he had totally
lost his mind.

He wouldn't have been happy
without all that money anyway.

[music continues]

[sighing]
Regrettably..

...Anna's sonata remains..

...unfinished.

[electricity crackling]

Now what?

[tinkling]

[gasping]
The finale of the sonata!

[piano music]

[woman moaning]

[gasping]

[music continues]

Ah!

[music continues]

[all cheering]
Bravo!

Anna...the President said

your remains will be
reburied with honor.

In recognition of your talents
as a great composer

whose music has brought
joy to me and millions.

We thank you, Anna.

World will finally acknowledge
your talents forever.

[dramatic music]

I am glad Anna Kafka's spirit
is finally at rest.

And the Kafka family
will get the wealth

they were denied
all these centuries.

Jonny, would you like
to get some breakfast?

Wa.. It-it would be
a great honor, Ms. Kafka.

Still think this classical
music is boring, angel?

No way.
I think it's great.

[piano music]

(Jonny)
'Jonny Quest World online.'

'So, Hadji said this program
isn't ready yet'

'but, hey,
what's a bug or two?'

[dramatic music]

[whooshing]

crack

[bombs whistling]

[electricity crackling]

[alarm blaring]

[speaking gibberish]

[giggling]

[music continues]

[engine sputtering]

(Jonny)
'Uh-oh. Ah, Hadj!'

[theme music]