Sal, who's on the phone?
And what are you talking about?
[Anika on phone] Is that Dottie?
She cannot know that you know about her!
Do something! Cover! Cover!
Uh... it's a salesperson!
Selling what? Say something.
Say something, Sal. Say something!
Say something! Spoons!
What?
Then why did you say my name?
Uh... well, because I told them
to talk to you.
Because you're the person who makes all the...
spoon decisions around here.
Right. Hand them over.
Uh, right, right. Uh, okay, uh...
Mrs. Spoons Salesperson?
I'm a what?! Warn Oliver!
Dottie?
Hello?
[French accent] Hello.
So, what kind of spoons do you sell?
Uh, you know, ze-- normal kinds of spoons.
No, name four.
Uh, wait a moment, please.
[nervous chuckle]
Ze... ze wooden spoon.
Uh...
Ze... ladle.
Uh... ze teaspoon.
Uh...
Ze spoo...
Ze spoon-tula.
Zat's a new thing.
It's very French, n'est ce pas?
Fine. Well, I do not need any spoons.
So...
Mom, are you ever coming back?
I mean, I can't believe you walked out
of the most important talk of our lives
just because you heard the phone.
Wait, wait. Don't go.
Um, well, you want to sell me more spoons.
Uh, tell me more, please.
Uh, we only sell spoons.
Spoons are very French.
Leave it. There's something you really need to know.
[Anika on phone] Uh, we have ze dinner spoons.
Coffee spoons.
Ze... uh...Just hang up.
Oh, right.
Uh, au revoir, madame.
[sighs] I hate spoons.
[Oliver] That's crazy.
She got all this from a photo?
[Sal] No, there's more.
Because then Anika found someone who knew this...
Dominique, and she told Anika
that Dominique was your mom
and that she died a couple weeks
after you were born.
Why are you saying these things?
Dottie's my mom.No, she isn't.
She's a... impostor.
Yeah, and what else? Lyman's my sister?
I'm sorry.No, don't be,
because it's not true.
Oliver, it is!
Anika sounded really sure.
Call her. She'll tell you the truth.
I'm not gonna call Anika.
I can't believe she'd say that about my mom.
I can believe you would believe it.
Oliver, wha...
[sighs][footsteps stomping downstairs]
That couldn't have gone any worse.
[door slams]
Then again, maybe it could.
[train bell ringing]
Hi, Rex. This is Kate. Kate Hunter.
I'm just checking if the appeal turned up any leads.
I've been trying to call your cell phone,
but you seem out of range.
Just call me, please.
[phone vibrating][gasps] Oh...
[sighs] It's my phone.
It feels like a bumblebee in my pocket when it rings.
I wonder who it is.
Hello?
Jasmyn?
Oh... hi, Dad.
To-do list--
teach Jasmyn how to put numbers in her phone.
What were you thinking going off like that
without telling me?
So... on a scale of one to a billion,
exactly how angry are you?
Why is Lyman angry with Jasmyn?
She may have come to Amsterdam
without telling him, just a wild guess.
Anika!
[Lyman] I'm not angry with you, Jasmyn.
I'm sorry, okay?
You're... sorry?
I'm sorry for destroying that phone mast.
Dad, have you been near the trees
with all the weird ants?
No. No, I've not been infected
with mind-altering ant fungus. I...
I just realized I went too far.
And that young people...
really like their phones.
And I'm sorry you felt like you had to run away.
I wasn't running away,
and it wasn't about the phone mast.
I'm just saying I...
I get it, okay?
I miss you.
And I'm worried about you.
Of course.
Sorry.
I'll get on the bike right now.
So... so you have Dottie's bike?
Well, in... in that case, I recommend
bringing a large box of chocolate
along with your huge apology.
Okay.
See you soon, Jas.
Bye, Dad.
Wow.
That actually went...
surprisingly well.
And why did you not tell Lyman
you were coming over here?
Uh, we were in kind of a rush.
And he wouldn't have let me come.
Anyway, I'm going back there right now.
No, you're not.
I'm going to take you.
Let me get changed
and then we'll be...What-- what about Chrystal?
Who's Chrystal?
She won't fit in the car.
[phone chiming]
Oh, wait. Oh, this is the police.
They might know something.
Yes? Yes, this is Kate Hunter.
Yes, uh-huh...
Find out what your future is.
[Anika]Sure.
Pick a color.Red.
R-E-D.
How does it work?
Now pick a number.
Five.
So you pick a number
and then your fortune's under the flap.
Mine is...
"Peters Oliver."
[Evie] Exciting!
Wait, Oliver?
I-I don't get it.
Sometimes fortunes are a mystery.
No, but this one's old.Hey!
It's printed.
It's important. Sorry.
Oliver's official birth certificate.
[both gasp]
♪♪
Where did you get this?
Uh, in the game room?
Oh, Dottie's papers! How could we forget?
It's all been so crazy, you know, with the photo,
the trip to the university.Nika!
What does it say about Oliver's mom?
Is it Dorothy or is it Dominique?
"Baby's name... Oliver, surname Peters.
"Mother's name...
...Dominique."
Uh, girls, the police have to talk to me again.
That means I will be taking you back this afternoon.
Have you packed all the things you need
for your sleepover party?
Okay, come on then.
I'll... take you on the way...
after I've gotten changed. Come on.
♪♪
Won't Kate be mad at us for not waiting for her?
[chuckles] Yeah, but we have to go.
I have to talk to Oliver
and show him his birth certificate.
It can't wait.
This is literally how I just got in trouble.
No. It's totally different.
I wrote a note.
Right. So different.
Yeah, but she'll catch up with us?
She has to pick up Sal anyway.
[birds chirping]
Hey.
Are you still not talking to me?
What? Is that a "yes" as in
"yes, I'm still not talking to you"?
Or "yes, you are talking to me"?
Hey, your mom let me borrow one of your shirts.
Hope that's okay.
Oh, well, I got a nod and a look.
Okay, we're communicating.
All right.
[Anika] Oliver? Sal?
[gasps]
Why are there little shrunken heads on the table?
I think they're turnips.
That would make a bit more sense.
Just a tiny bit.
Hello, girls.[shrieks]
[whispers] Careful.
She cannot know that we know
that she's a dangerous, child-snatching impostor.
Hi, Dottie. [chuckles]
These are so cute.
Yeah, what are they?
Turnip heads.
Fascinating.
What are they for?
They're an old Forest tradition,
meant to drive away bad luck and trouble.
And I've not had the best of luck lately.
My bike got stolen, for one thing.
[whispers] We forgot the chocolates.
[normal voice] Dottie, we're so sorry
we took your bike.
Really, we'll make it up to you.
Anything you want.
Well, I suppose you could go and see Oliver.
See if you can cheer him up.
He's in a very strange mood.
On it!
But no filling his head with any nonsense.
Understood?
Nonsense? Me? No.
I'll just be filling his head with...
you know, sensical things.
Oliver?
And as for you...
I guess you could go and... weed the veg patch.
Dottie... I am sorry
and I will make it up to you, but...
my dad is worried about me.
I have to go home and see him first
so he knows I'm okay.
I suppose.
Go on then.Thank you.
But don't take my bike.
I won't. I won't.
[bells on door jingling]
Hey, hey, Jasmyn.
Are you heading to your house?
I'll walk with you.
Uh, everything okay?
Not really.
"Birth mother, Dominique Peters."
This confirms what Mina told me at the university.
Dominique was our mother.
Not Dottie.
I'm sorry.
But I guess that means that Kate and Erik
didn't kidnap you.
But does that mean that...
Dottie and Markus kidnapped me?
I think maybe it does.
Me and Sal developed this... photo
from the old film we found.
It's me and Markus...
when I was little.
Whoa.
I thought that this meant that he was our dad.
No way Markus is our dad.
There is no way that our mom
would hang out with such a criminal lowlife.
Seriously! She was this super clever,
fantastic explorer.
I think this whole treasure hunt
is Dominique's treasure hunt
and that the butterfly sun theory is her theory...
and that she's done all this for us.
Really?
Look at her.
Look at the way she's looking down at us.
She loved us, Ollie.
So this is really our mom?
I think that one's you.
[Anika] I do, too. It's a smile.
It's her smile.Yeah.
Bye, Dad! See you later!
Hey, sounds like your dad was fairly chill
about you running away.
Yeah. Still not convinced he wasn't under the influence
of the ant fungus.Huh?
It's this like zombie ant thing
that controls your brain.
Forget it.
Forget a zombie ant thing?
Sal, focus.
You were saying about Markus?
Oh, right, look.
He took the riddle with him. Mm-hmm.
So, even if he never finds the fourth set of objects,
we have no way of finding them either.
Just need to keep our fingers crossed
so we don't need the fourth set of objects
to find the treasure.
[deep voice] Go no further! Go no further!
Or you will be cursed forever.
[deep voice] Give up the search
for the Montezuma treasure!
[laughing]
Oh, you should've seen your faces.
We knew it was you all along.
Oh, yeah, right? Coulda fooled me.
Rhhr! [laughs]
[Anika] So, I saw Markus and Dottie
talking about Oliver and about the curse.
They said that they'd done something bad
and that they could go to jail.
So we think that the bad thing they did
was stealing Oliver as a baby.
I think my mom knew I would get a map one day
that would say where to find the treasure
and when to find it safely.
But why just steal Oliver?
Why not you, too?
And isn't 14 years a really long wait
for some old treasure?
Yeah, and we know Dottie has spent a lot of time
trying to protect Oliver.
So it doesn't quite make sense that she would want--
No! Stop trying to make her look good.
My mom-- Dottie-- stole me.
She lied to me my whole life.
And she probably helped Markus steal your museum artifacts, too.
She's no good.
And Markus has a pair of the objects.
What?!We don't know that.
But he might.
So... what do we do now?
We find the treasure and save the Hunter House.
Huh?
I've been thinking. We can do both.
If we find the Montezuma treasure,
then half of that's mine.
And surely that's enough to keep the museum open.
Good thinking, Nika.
All right, how's this for a plan?
You two track down Markus.
One, see if he has any objects.
And if not, then try to get the missing riddle off him.
And two, find out what he and Dottie did and why.
[Sal] Jasmyn and I are going to look for the next riddlestone.
Agreed?[all] Agreed.
Who designed this thing?
Okay, um, which were the symbols that matched?
Uh, that horse lizard there
and that horse lizard... there.
Okay. So that puts the whole, um...
Okay, yeah. I know where this is.
[chuckles] There's no way
Markus could've gotten this one ahead of us.
What?
I said, there's no way Markus can be ahead of us.
Because he was over-- like way somewhere...
Whoa! [grunting]
Ah, what? What's going on? Shh.
I don't think Markus is ahead of us.
I just said that.
Because I think he's behind us.
Huh? Uh...
Oh!
I think he's following us.
I heard something.
No. That's probably just Anika
trying to scare us to death.
No, they're not breaking twigs
or disturbing birds.
Whoever is behind us is a pro.
[gasps]
It is Markus!
[stomping]
What are you doing?!
I'm laying a false trail.
Fool him into going this way.
Ah...
Okay. What now?
Shh. I think he's coming.
Quiet.
Oh, sorry.
[Jasmyn panting]
That false trail won't fool Markus for long.
Once he realizes, he'll double back
and he'll be on our tail again.
Well... so are you worried about
leading him to the stone?
No.
I'm thinking...
maybe we should lead him to the stone.
Huh?
Yeah, we get there first and we set a trap for him.
That sounds dangerous.
I like it.
Let's do it.
Give him a taste of some medicine.
♪♪
[sighs] So what do we do now?
Well, although Markus might not be my dad,
him and Mo-- Dottie-- go way back, right?
Right.
She's got an old address book.
There might be something in there.
Maybe a telephone number
or even an address.Ahh...
So something we can use to track down Markus.
Good thinking, Ollie. Where does she keep it?
It's in her bag.
So we need to get our hands on that bag, right?
We? I'm not sure I can do this.
It's okay. You can do this.
Hey, Mom.
Mom...
Oliver, are you okay?
Anika, what are you looking at?
Uh, I just... [stammering]
I... wanted to learn how to carve turnip heads.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I don't think that's possible.
Sharp knives, very dangerous.
Oh, but you could model for me if you like.
I-I could sculpt you as a turnip.
Would you?Mm-hmm.
Okay, I'll cause a diversion.
You search the back.
[Dottie]Okay!
All right. Sit still.
That's good.
Ow! Ow! Ow!
[Anika feigns sobbing]
What?
I got a flying slice of turnip in my eye.
It really hurts. I can't see!
Oh, no. Let me help.
[silent mouthing]
Let me help.Ow. Ow!
Ow, ow. Ow, ow... [sobbing]
Ow!
Hit by turnip, hairs you pluck,
or all day long you'll have bad luck.
What?Now, let me see your eye.
Oh, you poor thing. We'll soon sort you out, okay?
Shh...
I'll get some drops.No!
Hold me. Oh, the pain!Oh!
Oh, okay. Shh, shh, shh...
[Anika groans]It's okay.
Sweetheart, why don't you just let me
take another look?
[Anika feigns sobbing] Oh, the pain!
[Dottie] Oh, shh, shh, shh...
[Dottie] Anika, I really can't move.
You need to let me-- Oh!
That's a very tight hug.
[Dottie groaning]
Anika?
All right.
[Dottie groans] Okay.
Oh...
What about your eye?
Uh... I can see!
It's a turnip-head miracle.
Okay, bye.
Oliver?
I'm s-- I'm sorry.It's okay.
No, I saw my mo-- Dottie--
and I couldn't stop thinking about everything.
I was so mad and confused.
[sighs]
I-I froze.It's okay. I know.
Really. It is.
♪♪
[grunting]
♪♪
[camera shutter clicks]
All right, hurry!
It's gotta look right.
Looking right won't matter if Markus comes
while you're flower arranging.
Almost.
[twig breaking]
Okay, let's go.
[panting]Now...
let's show Markus what happens
when you mess with the Hunters.
Ahem.
And our good friend Jasmyn.
[twig breaking]
[footsteps approaching]Wait, shh.
Ready?
[both] One...
two... three.
Go!Go!
Ahh!
[both]Gotcha!
No!
♪♪