Uncharted

Oh, crap!

- -

- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry! -

That was purely reactive.

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Whoa!

- Whoa! -

No! No!

- -

Come on!

Nate! Come on.

- I got you. -

Help! I'm falling!

I got you. Come on.

- I got you. - Oh, my God.

- Hey, hey. Keep it down. - Oh, my God.

Hey. Hey.

What part of "wait for me" did you not get?

I said I'm coming with you.

Okay. Okay.

We're looking for the Age of Explorers exhibit.

So be quiet.

Bubble Yum?

That's my last piece. Let's split it.

Hey.

Punk.

All right, smart guy. Who's this?

Too easy. Ferdinand Magellan.

First guy to sail around the world.

Wrong. Magellan never made it all the way around.

He just took all the credit.

Holy shit. There it is.

- What? - Shh.

Come here.

First map of the whole world.

You know what Magellan was really looking for?

Gold.

But he never made it home.

So all that gold, it's just gone?

Whoa.

Lost. Not gone.

There's a difference.

If something's lost, it can be found.

But lucky for us, we got pirate blood in our veins.

Descended from Sir Francis Drake himself.

At least, that...

was what Mom and Dad used to say.

You know,

sometimes I think they're out there somewhere.

Like they're just lost.

They're not lost.

They're gone.

All right.

This map is worth a fortune.

Here goes nothing.

- Come on. -

- Let's go. Hey. Hey!

- You two! Don't move. - Hey! Hey!

Oh, crap.

We came here first out of respect, Sister B.

But this is his third strike.

Go get your things, Sam.

You can't just let them take him away.

Say your goodbyes.

What the hell?

I'm not letting them lock me up.

No way.

I'm coming with you.

Not this time.

Come here.

You see me go anywhere without this?

No.

So you know I will never leave it behind.

I will always be with you.

It says "sic parvis magna."

"Greatness from small beginnings."

- That's you and me. -

Let's go, kid.

I better get going.

I'll come back for you, Nate.

Promise.

Never forget, you're a Drake.

I love you.

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["HELLO HELLO HELLO" BY REMI WOLF PLAYING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY OVER SPEAKERS]

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Oh, well, well, well, if it isn't

the late, great and formerly employed Nate.

Well, at least you got the "great" part right.

Hey, Goldie, I brought your stuff up.

- Thank you. - Hey, how was last night?

- Great. - Yeah, he was cute?

- Very cute. - Nice.

- Hey. - Hi.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Hey, what can I get you?

- A vodka tonic. - Vodka tonic? Come on.

It's my first drink of the night. Test me a little.

Uh, I don't know.

A... A negroni.

A ne-what?

Uh...

I'm kidding.

The negroni.

First made in 1919 for Count Camillo Negroni

when he swapped the soda water

in his usual drink, the Americano,

for gin.

Haven't seen you in here before.

It's not really my neighborhood.

Not your neighborhood? Where are you from?

- Greenwich. - Greenwich. Sounds nice.

Bartenders up there don't give history lessons.

Well, bartenders in Greenwich don't make negronis like this.

You want to leave it open or closed?

Open, probably. It's only Daddy's money.

The cigarette.

Invented by Alfonso Cigaretti in 1462.

I'm kidding. I don't...

I don't really know who invented the cigarette.

You're kind of weird.

But kind of cute, too.

Well, then I'm kind of offended,

but I'm also kind of flattered.

- - Here.

- Come on. - Y-You know what?

It's for the best.

I've been trying to quit.

Well, maybe it's a sign.

Or maybe you just need to get one that works.

This old thing?

Oh, it works.

That trust fund ingenue...

She was the right mark.

Don't know what you're talking about.

Sure, you do.

You're going slow, playing it safe,

not lifting too much at once.

I mean, stop me if I'm wrong.

Well, you're wrong.

And we're also closed, so take off.

Victor Sullivan. You can call me Sully.

Thank you.

I won't, but thank you.

I got a job coming up... a big one.

I need another set of hands on it.

So this is what you do? You stumble into bars,

trying to pick up an accomplice?

I'm offering you a real ticket out of here,

a chance to see places you only read about in books.

What do you say?

You missed the read, Victor.

I'm not a mark in some bar.

And some of us here would really like to go home, so...

get out.

Fair enough.

Bye-bye, now.

Hey, Goldie, let me get a beer.

Sure.

Son of a bitch.

Hey, hey, hey, get your head

- out of your ass. - Whoa.

I'm so sorry. I didn't see ya.

- Hey.

I see patience ain't your virtue.

Surprised to see me?

Not even slightly. I made you a drink.

Shirley Temple.

That's hilarious. And the bracelet?

It's in the first drawer there on my desk,