National Treasure: Edge of History - First Season

I solved the clue.

Sacagawea hid the clue to the treasure in one of the expedition's journals.

- It says here the journal is on display... - Is on display

at the Governor's mansion.

The bearded guy was here, just across the street.

Maybe it was that Salazar guy.

Billie really is still keeping tabs on us.

Zoom in on her necklace.

This changes everything.

So, uh, you got any suspects yet?

There's the grandson's girlfriend who was the last person to see him alive.

The last person to see a victim alive is always a prime suspect.

Jess is going to that ball to take a look at that journal.

Liam!

Freeze!

You stole the journal.

Shame on all of y'all.

- Ho, ho! - Y'all need to leave.

Get in.

Did you have fun at the gala?

It's never really a party until the cops show up, is it?

- How? Why did you... - Why did I rescue you? Well...

I was just arriving and I saw you running out barefoot

looking like a street urchin, and I thought, huh,

this is a good opportunity to tell you that we got off on the wrong foot.

On the wrong foot?

Yeah, kidnapping someone's friend tends to do that.

Not my finest hour,

but I did what I thought I had to do.

Just like Rafael and I did

when we embarked on this treasure hunt 20 years ago.

Wait.

You knew my father?

Yes.

And your mother, Manuela.

And if I'd known they were your parents,

I would have shown you this.

You're a Daughter of the Plumed Serpent?

Yes.

We're on the same side, Jess.

May I buy you dinner?

Of course, we have to get out of these gowns,

put on some cocktail attire.

I know this is a lot.

I can take you home if you like.

Or I can tell you everything I know.

There's mad chatter everywhere

about a priceless historical journal being stolen.

But zero arrests so far.

That's good news, right?

It means she outran everybody?

Why isn't she picking up?

See, she's fine.

Oh, Ms. Pearce. Good evening.

I have your usual table. Right this way.

We have a wonderful meal prepared for you tonight.

Oh.

Enjoy your evening.

Last time I was here, he tried to make me leave.

Oh, that will never happen again.

No, thank you.

I don't really drink.

It's a mojito mocktail.

No alcohol.

Isn't that your usual?

So you know my drink order...

my shoe and dress size...

my birthstone.

What can I say, when I dig, I dig deep.

Can I see the medallion?

Yes.

I know what you're thinking.

It's a fake.

She bought it on the black market.

You are an antiquities dealer.

Ah, a fellow deep-digger.

You're so much like your father.

That's my dad.

With my brother, Sebastian.

Sebastian and I first met your father just outside of Mexico City.

We thought he was a treasure hunter,

and he thought the same of us.

But soon after,

we realized that we were both looking for the treasure to protect it.

So... where's your brother now?

He was murdered.

Oh.

We've both suffered loss.

The same man who killed my brother killed your father.

A treasure hunter named Salazar.

Salazar?

I found a note warning me about Salazar.

Oh, he's still out there looking for this treasure.

This medallion we both wear...

is a promise.

A duty to keep the treasure safe from men like him.

We can do this together, Jess.

Not to mention

validating your mother's life's work.

What don't you know?

Your mother was brilliant, unjustly laughed out of academia.

This can be your chance to have the last laugh, Jess.

Otherwise, your father and my brother died for nothing.

That's exactly what I was trying to do.

But then Liam double-crossed me and ran off with that journal.

Liam has been working against you for quite some time.

He doesn't care about the treasure.

He's only in it for the money.

That's why he offered to steal the journal for me.

If I hadn't taken him up on his offer,

he would have just sold it to someone else.

You have the journal?

I have the journal.

I have the resources.

And with your skills,

we can find the third relic

and beat Salazar to the treasure.

So...

where's the journal?

Thank you.

I take it you travel a lot?

I practically live on this.

Hi, Jess. I'm Kacey.

Not a real fed. I got that.

Yeah, sorry about that.

We were just trying to scare you guys.

I'm really glad that we're on the same team now.

Yeah, me too.

And this is Dario.

Any hidden messages yet?

So far no.

Just a bunch of drawings and...

a lot of tedious description

on how Lewis's dog liked to chase squirrels.

Care to take a crack at it, Jess?

So Lewis liked to draw a lot of portraits of his dog.

Oh, these weren't all drawn by Lewis.

I thought you said it was Lewis's journal.

Yes, but he didn't make every entry.

Halfway through his expedition,

he got shot in the butt and couldn't sit and write anymore.

Ouch.

So what, he handed it off to Clark?

Who hated journaling,

which is why he passed the ball to other members

of the expedition like Sacagawea and York.

This is the only entry written in French.

Sacagawea spoke French.

Maybe she taught herself how to write.

"The twin-tongued serpent's tale is revealed in fair weather...

by the bend."

Maybe it's not a bend in a river.

- It's a bend in the strap. - It's a bend in the strap.

It's a broken word puzzle.

Of course it's a broken word puzzle.

The question is, um...

...what is a broken word puzzle?

Something puzzle geeks know.

See these colored strings around the strap?

Blue, green, and white were commonly used by Sacagawea's tribe.

The Shoshone.

If we line up the colors of the string...

to the letters,

we spell out...

A, L, A, M, O, W, E, L, L.

Alamo Well.

That's where the third box is hidden.

The well at the Alamo.

Oh, tell me the Alamo has a well.

It sure does.

Oh, wait.

The Alamo Mission was built by the Spanish,

which are the very people that the Daughters of the Plumed Serpent

were trying to hide the treasure from.

That doesn't make any sense.

It makes perfect sense.

The indigenous people helped build the Alamo, right?

It eventually became one of the most heavily guarded forts in the territory.

It would be the last place the enemy knew to look for the box...

right under their own noses.

I love it.

I mean, the Spanish unknowingly protecting the box

for the Daughters of the Plumed Serpent.

I mean, it's just genius.

Okay, but nowadays, the Alamo is a giant tourist trap.

They're gonna frown on a few visitors spelunking in their well.

And how are we gonna find it unless we remove every brick?

With these.

The Jade box.

You have it.

Yes, I do.

Liam sold it to me.

What?

He told me it disappeared when his dad died.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

So, we have the Aztec and the Mayan pieces of the map,

and they are going to lead us to the Incan piece.

Because...

if I turn these boxes to face each other...