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And to my son,
Odhran,
I hope you know
I wish
with all my heart
that you
and I
could have,
that we could have...
Odhran Mullen
was a sweet boy with a peculiar name,
a flugelhorn and unusually sensitive feet.
But he was born into a family
of mean and vindictive quarrelers.
The trouble began long ago in County Tyrone in Ireland.
There lived Gael Mullen and his son,
whiskey distillers both.
One day, father and son quarreled
and the son left in anger for America.
He carried with him the family motto,
"Cosain onoir tre gach easonoir a dhiogahil"
which translates, "Defend honor,
by avenging every dishonor."
Over time, the family quarreled and split
and quarreled and split until Prohibition came to America.
Whiskey was outlawed.
That's when Gael Mullen's great-great-
great-great-great grandson Red Mullen got rich.
He bought himself a whole mountain far from prying eyes.
Red had three children with sturdy Irish names,
Charles, Keefe and Maeve.
Charles married Viola.
They had a son named Odhran,
that smiling boy with the flugelhorn
and oddly sensitive feet.
But when Odhran was two, Viola died.
From that day on,
the child was raised by his father and his Aunt Maeve.
But like the Mullens before them, the family quarreled.
Charles seized control of the mountain.
The boy Odhran became a ward of the courts.
Torn from his family and his name,
Odhran Mullen became Cody Mullen
and never saw his father or his aunt or uncle again.
We're offering access to the last untapped,
most resource-rich tract in the entire United States.
18,000 acres veined with cobalt, nickel and graphite.
This is Cody, all grown up.
This is Gracie Gray, Cody's business partner and friend.
A mineral density exceeding that
of the largest mines in Madagascar and Siberia.
As stipulated in Appendix E,
you will be using wilderness-sparing mining techniques
to fast-track your permit with the EPA.
Sven,
Bambi,
this mountain contains enough raw material
to meet US demand for EV batteries
and solar panels for at least a century.
Our most conservative forecasts
support annual net revenues of $1.7 billion.
So let's do this deal and unlock the riches of our land
and do our bit to save the planet.
We note in the disclosures a residence on the property.
Yeah, the old family cabin.
Do you plan to shutter it, relocate it to the coast?
I'm going to bulldoze it.
Oh.
Bold choice.
I wouldn't mind driving the dozer myself.
Page 29, Paragraph W
specifies that Cody will be driving the bulldozer.
♪ We're making a purple stew, Scooby-Dooby-Doo ♪
♪ With purple potatoes and purple tomatoes ♪
All right, girls.
K-S. - K-S.
- Double A. - Double A.
Always be brave, always be kind.
If you need a friend, the Kids Scouts you'll find.
Excellent, girls.
Let's go.
Scouts, I want you to name for me some of the creatures
that you anticipate seeing in the woods today.
- Squirrel. - Godzilla.
Cookie Monster.
Sorry.
The contract names Odhran Mullen as lessor?
Odhran, it's my legal name.
Odhran?
Where's that pen?
One final detail.
No, no, no, Gracie.
It's all in the paperwork.
What final detail?
You may not have noticed
the contingency on Page 11 of Appendix R.
We can't actually close until Cody comes in-
It's all in the process of being finalized.
You can't close until when?
Cody hasn't quite come into possession of the property.
His father is still alive.
Okay, but he's so,
so
sick
and weak.
When you say it's in the process of being finalized?
His breathing is like (raspy wheezing).
Like it's a matter of days.
No, no, no, no, no.
We need this deal to close by EOB tomorrow.
Eating of breakfast?
- End of business. - Yeah, of course.
We'll have everything settled by then,
even if I have to (crunch) myself.
Otherwise, we're gonna have
to move on to that tract in Uruguay.
Unless he could bring his father into the deal?
It's Cody's belief
that his father would never sell the mountain.
He loves that filthy, godforsaken pile of rocks
more than he ever loved a human soul.
And we're sorry for your imminent loss.
And yet to be frank,
we're even sorrier that you wasted our time.
It was all in the disclosures.
"We're sorry you wasted our time."
You think if I take the stairs, I could beat
those schmeasles to their cars and slash their tires?
Cody, that is no way to live.
That is how the Mullen family has always lived.
Defend honor
by avenging every dishonor. - By avenging every dishonor.
You've mentioned it.
But honestly, can you tell me
what you actually get when you get revenge?
Do you believe in justice?
Of course I believe in justice.
Okay, that's what revenge is except it's DIY justice.
So it's better than regular justice
because when you get it, you're right there.
You get to taste it.
Delivery for Cody Mullen!
Looks like both you and the package
suffered unusual wear and tear in transit.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm sorry, ma'am. I had a spill and then I had
to wrestle the parcel back from a, um...
Um...
Finally, son,
after all these years, we meet one last time.
Not what I wanted, not how I want it.
You'll find in the package
two last wills and testaments.
Ugh, poor guy.
I think his father must have passed.
The memorial's tomorrow at the family home.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
The package was torn, I peeked.
This is my dying request.
Come home,
attend my memorial.
Are you two together, ma'am?
- Together? - Dating, ma'am?
An item, going out, romantically involved, twitterpated?
Oh, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No.
You received this recording
because
let's not sugarcoat it,
I am,
by now,
dead as a doornail.
Yes!
Yeah!
Yes!
Play that again.
Two competing wills, it's diabolical.
If I miss the memorial,
the whole mountain goes to the KSAA as a nature preserve.
The KSAA?
It's Kid Scout Adventures of America.
But when I do show, his attorney
executes will number two and the whole caboodle is mine.
I'll drive straight to the cabin and take possession.
You get those signatures and meet me there.
May I say how uneasy I am with how
ecstatically you're taking the news of your dad's death?
The man was a monster, Gracie.
A degenerate alcoholic who gave me up to the system
and never even bothered to send me a letter or a card
and that's not even the worst of it.
What's the worst of it, Cody?
My Aunt Maeve,
she was like magic.
She tried to protect me
but then he drove her to an early grave.
Cody,
that's just so,
so...
Miles to go.
We make a good team, Gracie Gray.
He didn't tell Gracie he was going
to let Sven and Bambi bulldoze the whole mountain.
So much for the EPA.
Gracie?
You couldn't make peace with your father in life.
So make peace with him in death
or else you're gonna regret it.
Sure.
But first, I gotta make him pay.
He's gone, Cody.
You have to let it go.
No.
Somebody needs to pay for all of that.
And that would make you happy?
Now go get those signatures, I'll text you the gate code.
And that's how it happened
that for the first time since his seventh birthday,
Cody turned his face towards home.
Gracie alone could see in Cody what he might become.
Either a lovely man or a lonely monster.
Say or spell the passcode.
Oh, so close, but sorry.
You got it, come on in.
♪ The bigger they are, the harder they fall ♪
♪ They come crashing down from that wall ♪
♪ Don't matter how high they built that wall ♪
♪ The bigger they are ♪
Thing One, Thing One, Thing Two.
Battle stations, battle stations.
The worms are wriggling on the hook.
That's a good one.
♪ The bigger they are, the harder they fall ♪
Ah.
Don't fail me now.
♪ Harder they fall ♪
This is why no one lives here.
No.
Not here.
Not now.
Amazing.
This place is literally cursed.
No, no.
Ha!
You messed with the wrong hombre, you big dumb schmeasle!
Cody, me again.
I have the signed agreement from Sven and Bambi.
You just need to add your signature and send a copy
of the deed over to their office by EOB Tomorrow.
I am driving up the mountain now.
So please call me and let me know that you got this
and make your peace.
Who sits there in a tollbooth?
What is this, who are you?
- Ruined. - No
Wrecked, sprung.
The old Sasquatch spooked and all my traps tripped.
Trespasser.
Okay, easy buddy.
Look, hey, I'm actually the one who owns this mountain.
- I own this mountain. - No.
I inherited it when my dad died, fair and square.
Are you just repeating everything I'm saying?
Maybe you're just repeating everything I'm saying.
I don't think I'm doing that.
Okay, you go.
The years I've worked to vanquish that beast.
But you, you meddling meddler.
You let the wily old beast slip away.
What was that monster?
An unholy,
unwashed
demon.
My tormentor and bane.
15 years back, that stinker took my best eye.
So sorry.
She has razor sharp claws to tear out your throat
and antlers to impale an elephant.
Well, in my defense,
I tripped your traps running for my life from that thing.
California Penal Code 601.
We'll both make our way to the top of the mountain
and clear up the whole land ownership thing.
I'm the king of this mountain
and the riches buried beneath our feet.
You know about the cobalt?
Not cobalt, dummy.
Red Mullen's gold.
Millions in buried treasure.
Get your thieving eyes off my mountain.
I didn't come for your treasure.
I just need to get to the Charles Mullen house.
- Charles Mullen, you say? - Yeah.
I just have some business with his estate.
The estate?
He's dead.
- Toe-tagged? - Freshly so.
Good riddance.
Amen.
So I just need to get to the funeral
to make sure that they bury him deep.
So if you can let me out, I'll be on my way
and you can get back to hunting for Sasquatch
and digging for gold.
No.
Me and the beast have a score to settle
and you ruined my best shot at revenge.
I didn't mean to.
You ain't going nowhere
until you help me collect what's owed.
Say or spell the passcode.
Cody, me again.
I'm either here or at Shawshank.
Could you shoot me a quick text with the passcode?
Thanks.
Say or spell the passcode.
- Leprechaun. - Oh, so close but sorry.
Say or spell the passcode.
- St. Patty's Day. - Oh, so close but sorry.
Say or spell the passcode.
- Potato famine. - Oh, so close.
August of last year, I bagged a tasty buck with my bow
but she stole my meal, gobbled it up herself.
Now meddler, your debt's come due.
Odd nine.
After I spent weeks planting flags,
she plucked and replanted every one.
I've been digging dry holes for months.
Did you make all this stuff?
You know, if I'm gonna help you bag your beast,
I'm gonna need a weapon.
Now it's all fun games, isn't it?
Until someone loses an eye.
But worst of all, 19 years back,
that beast swallowed my sister whole,
hook, line and stinker
and I did love my sister.
Hearing the old prospector
recite his record of wrongs irritated Cody
and made him feel foolish for reasons he couldn't name.
Now that's more like it.
My potato gun.
Don't touch it.
26 years of digging rock and soil,
searching for Red Mullen's buried gold.
All my work gone,
wasted,
ruined!
Say or spell the passcode.
- Petty grudge. - Oh, so close but sorry.
Say or spell the passcode.
A poor man's life wasted on senseless revenge.
Oh, so close but sorry.
The family motto.
God, what is it, what is it, what is it?
Say or spell the passcode.
- You got it, come on in. - Yes, ha!
Gracie one, robot zero.
Ah ha, on your feet, you treasure-trashing map-ripper.
That beast is still out there and we're going to war.
Move.
Ow.
Cody!
Odhran!
Cody!
Cody?
I have pepper spray and I am not afraid to use it.
This is that girl, she seems harmless.
Hey.
- Ow, ow, ow. - Pipe down, you soft baby.
Ow.
So if, ow, if I may, I'll propose, ow,
a small tweak to your battle plan.
Why don't we make our way, ow, up the mountain?
- Too much talking. - No, no, no.
Hear me out, hear me out.
I say
we go up to the house, call Fish and Game
and have them relocate your unwanted wildlife.
More like relocate me back to a jail cell.
Now shut your trap.
What? - You didn't hear that?
Ow, ow, ow, ow.
Unusually sensitive feet.
Who are you?
I'm Gracie Gray, who are you?
We're the Kid Scout Adventurers of America.
What are you girls doing out here?
- We were on an excursion. - Where's your adult?
Let's go girls, keep up the pace.
Look at these trees.
Oh, I think I just saw a squirrel.
Oh, stop.
Looks like there's a little bit of dookie on the trail here.
You know what?
It might be scat.
Scat is what you call dookie when it comes from a deer.
Let me research this.
Yes.
That is most certainly scat.
All right, ladies, go on ahead.
I'm just gonna give it a wide berth here.
You never know what kind of luck, don't look, go ahead.
You never know what kind of parasites
or larvae are most certainly living on this-
Okay, whoopsie-daisy.
Had little tumble, girls.
Scouts?
Girls?
I am in deep, deep dookie here.
And you haven't seen this Brenda?
Sasquatch got her.
Huh.
But Brenda, you haven't seen her since?
Well, did you girls think to retrace your steps?
Vivian, tell her.
We know it's our responsibility
to look after each other but then we heard-
What did you hear?
A monster.
Well, what makes you think it was a monster and not
say a raccoon on a date?
Have you ever heard of a Velociraptor?
Well, not firsthand.
Same exact sound.
But scarier.
Like something that eats Velociraptors.
- Who's Cody? - Cody?
You were yelling for him.
Oh.
He's my business partner.
Where is he?
Lost.
This one of your dig sites?
Never you mind about my business.
Let's just say this is an area where the mangy beast hunts.
Did we kill it?
Watch out boy, she's here.
Run for your life.
They're called shoes, bro.
Did you learn nothing from "Die Hard?"
Scrooge McDuck, Dewey and Louie here.
We've lost visual on Huey.
- Help me up. - Sorry there, partner.
But I've been on this old gal for many a year
and I finally have the one thing I always lacked.
Live bait.
I just hope she has a taste for barefooted businessman.
- What kind of name is Odhran? - A painful one.
He goes by Cody now.
I thought Cody was your business partner?
- He is. - And he's your friend?
- Do you like him? - Is he your boyfriend?
No, he's not my boyfriend.
He's my business partner and he's my friend.
But you want him to be your boyfriend.
Okay.
Help me ladies, okay?
Ladies, I just don't think this is gonna work.
Should we hike back to the scout gate?
Quiet, Scouts.
Listen.
Velociraptor.
The thing that eats Velociraptor.
Miss Brenda's out there.
- For Brenda! - For Brenda!
Girls, don't, that's not safe.
Now I gotcha, you filthy animal.
For Brenda!
- For Brenda. - Hold on, Brenda.
Ladies,
Scouts,
please come back.
Wait.
He's been here.
Look.
Well hello, footprints.
Easy, I'm not resisting.
No, no, no, no.
Whoever, whatever you are-
Best not do that.
A Kid Scout knows it's safest to look before you leap.
Sorry, who are you?
Oh, (chuckles) Brenda.
Central California Region Troop 93 leader
and you're a fellow captive.
Why are you just sitting there?
A wise Kid Scout learns from the mistakes of others.
It's 50,000 volts.
It's low wattage though.
She's not trying to kill us.
Bluetooth disconnected.
Who are you?
Who am I?
Don't you know me, sweet boy?
Ah, my sweet boy.
Aunt Maeve?
How I have missed you, Odhran.
But you're dead.
Dead to your father, more like.
I guess he had to tell you something
after he had me carted away for trying to save you.
Well, that's just awful.
A Kid Scout never bears false witness.
And that knucklehead who left you
in the hole in the ground, that's your Uncle Keefe.
Why are you out here?
Why are you living like this?
I love this mountain with all my heart.
I always have.
I want to keep it wild and gorgeous.
Did you dig this hole?
I found it when I was a girl.
Grandpa Red used to hide his hooch here.
So why all the
theatrics?
Your father is trying to chase me off, and Keefe too.
I found a little fear goes a long way.
You don't have to worry about my so-called father anymore.
I know.
He croaked.
Hallelujah.
I read both wills.
How's the bike messenger, by the way?
Contused,
but I'd say she's likely to keep all her teeth at least.
Oh, good dental care keeps a Scout smiling.
Do you always say things?
Take a load off.
Your feet must be killing you.
You always did have unusually sensitive feet.
Oh Maeve, is it okay
if I hug you?
You know, without riding the lightning?
See that clock there?
Once noon has come and this mountain
has passed into a nature preserve for all time,
I will flip that switch and turn you loose.
Until then,
air hug?
Is that my hand vac?
You're up.
I'm moving out.
Bull, are you happy in your work?
Challenged, fulfilled?
Playful?
- Shut up, Kelly. - What?
I'm asking a genuine question.
Okay girls, let's finish making camp before nightfall.
There's nothing to be afraid of, girls.
And in the morning, we'll find Brenda and my friend Cody,
my business partner
and my friend.
Boyfriend, you mean.
Ooh.
Your turn.
On my fifth birthday,
Charles Mullen got drunk
and threw my stuffed monkey Bobo in the fire.
I can still hear his screams
as he looked at me with his glassy eyes
and his monkey head burst into flames.
Your turn.
After he had me thrown in the clink,
your father, my brother, employed a slippery lawyer
to muscle me and Keefe out of our stake in the mountain.
Your turn.
The day I was born, he named me Odhran.
A sturdy Irish name.
Not if you're in the third grade
and you get called "Odd Run"
or "Oddbod"
or just plain
"Odd."
You want to know the worst of it, Aunt Maeve?
My seventh birthday.
It wasn't exactly a happy birthday.
- You don't know. - Please just stop.
- You'll never know. - Please just stop.
Look what you did.
It was a permanent tooth.
It's okay.
You're not supposed to surprise people.
And losing it left Cody with
a wound that never healed. - This is your fault.
To be fair, Odhran,
that's not how your seventh birthday unfolded.
He had been drinking.
That's what I'm saying, he was always drinking.
He always drank on your birthday because of your mother.
My mother?
You do realize, Odhran,
that your mother died the day you turned two?
My mother died on my birthday?
Every year on your birthday, Charles Mullen is also
mourning the anniversary of his dear Viola's death.
You were blowing the flugelhorn
but your father did not have a sword.
Oh my.
Oh.
It was a stupid, whiskey-fueled accident.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
- Charles, stop it. - You surprised me.
- Charles, stop it. - I'm sorry.
That was my fault.
And I took you and left.
Your father had me arrested for kidnapping.
But I got my revenge.
I used my one phone call to report him to the CPS
and they came and took you away from that monster forever.
So you were the one that had them take me away?
I couldn't let him get away with it.
It's a simple accounting problem.
How can you love people who refuse to pay you what they owe?
Oh, a Kid Scout only drinks a shot and a half.
It's page 11.
It's more for the leaders than the kids.
Oh.
Good morning, Mr. Odhran.
You are an excellent sleeper.
Kid Scouts always give their bodies the rest they need.
Eight hours is good, nine is better.
11 is quite sufficient I'd say.
Aunt Maeve, Maeve?
Maeve, wake up.
What?
We're being attacked, charge the tasers.
No Maeve, we're almost out time.
I need to leave for the memorial.
That's just what your father wanted.
I'm not going to give him the satisfaction, even in death.
No Maeve, if I don't leave now-
Patience, my boy.
Less than half an hour and you're a free man.
But that'll be too late.
This is my last chance.
If I don't make him pay, he gets away with everything.
He wins.
Aunt Maeve, what's wrong with your foot?
Just a touch of diabetes.
I've been battling it awhile.
I always did like my sweets.
If I may, that looks like
quite an advanced case of gangrene.
Gangrene?
Maeve, we have to get you to a hospital.
Not a chance, Odhran.
Yes, look, there's full color illustrations.
It's most certainly gangrene and really,
you don't want to see what happens if you let that go.
If we don't get you to a hospital now, you will die.
Yes, death, right here.
The last time they hauled me away,
I didn't make it back for six years.
Maeve,
if you let me go, I swear to you,
I'll preserve the mountain.
I'm gonna bring a doctor to you.
You never have to leave this place.
You would do that for me, Odhran?
Of course.
You make me want to say yes.
You make me want to believe-
Oh, motion detectors.
Gracie?
Kid Scouts.
- Gracie! - Kiva.
Gracie, help!
What?
Fox, henhouse.
Looks like the chickens are coming home to roost.
Don't litter, that's nasty.
Trust me to do right by you, Aunt Maeve.
Oh, I know exactly what you're going to do.
You knew the whole time.
You are as conniving and cruel
and devious
as your dead dad.
The KSAA would never countenance that.
That was before I knew it was you.
Now everything's different.
No.
You still want the wrong things.
What about your foot?
Oh, what do you care about my foot?
If you had your way,
that bulldozer would bury me where I stand.
So Maeve's was the first life
depending on Cody but in his heart,
he still knew someone needed to pay for all he'd suffered.
Those boys are not my boys.
Hey Hobbits, cavalry's here.
Hands, show me your hands.
Where'd the woman with the horns go?
The beastie chick, needs a haircut and shampoo,
which way did she go?
By any chance, do you gentlemen have badges?
When dealing with law enforcement,
it's generally prudent to ask for ID.
She snuck out the back way.
Her name is Aunt Maeve.
You need to find her and get her to a hospital.
You'd best not do that.
Ooh, that's a devious work of ingenuity.
Cleared my sinuses.
Maybe cured my constipation too, goodness.
There's a shut off switch right over there.
Okay, if you want to get out so bad.
No, not that one.
No, to the right.
No, to the right, to the right.
Uh-huh, that one right there.
Push it, push it.
Ah, see?
Should have seen your faces.
You guys haven't seen "Jurassic Park?"
Jurassic? Okay.
Young sir, I believe you have somewhere to be.
Just promise me you'll get her to a doctor.
Yeah, you're the boss, boss.
2011 Mississippi, 2010 Mississippi,
2009 Mississippi, 2008 Mississippi.
Excuse me madam, you are?
- An innocent bystander. - Oh.
And am I ever glad to see you.
I've been in a serious pickle. - Hmm.
Innocent bystander? - Yes.
- Fly in the ointment? - Correct.
The unknown unknown.
I don't know what that means
but please let me out of here.
Well, it's best you stay put
until the perps are in the pokey.
No sir, there's a group of children, I'm their leader.
Well, this is a bummer.
This is one heck of a bummer.
1954 Mississippi, 1953 Mississippi,
1952 Mississippi, 1951 Mississippi, 1950 Mississippi.
Do you think my British accent is good?
I don't care about your British accent, Kelly.
10 Mississippi, 14-nine Mississippi,
14-eight Mississippi, 14-seven Mississippi,
14-six Mississippi, 14-five Mississippi,
14-four Mississippi, 14-three Mississippi.
1408 Mississippi, 14-five Mississippi.
Hello, sis.
Eye for an eye, what Hammurabi says.
Time to pay the piper, says me.
Your right eye was a sad accident.
But I'll take your left one on purpose
if you don't clear outta my way.
For all your offenses- - Kelly.
I swear.
Outsiders intruding on our mountain.
- One more time, Kelly. - Okay.
Well, it wasn't my fault that we lost him.
It wasn't my fault. - It wasn't your fault?
It wasn't my fault.
Maeve, what's this?
15 Mississippi,
14 Mississippi, 13 Mississippi, 12 Mississippi.
I'm coming!
Don't start without me.
When Cody reached the family cabin
ready to claim his prize,
he made a series of surprising discoveries.
First, there was no sign of the memorial.
No hearse, no mourners, no lawyer.
Where is everyone?
Had he arrived too late? He wondered.
He still had eight Mississippi's.
I still have eight Mississippi's.
Is that Odhran Mullen all grown up?
There's my son.
You,
you're dead.
You're supposed to be in a box by EOB today.
I see you found a dentist who knows his business.
You lying, manipulative, narcissist.
The things a man does to get his boy to visit.
Where's your phone?
I need to get Aunt Maeve to a doctor.
Keefe and Maeve don't matter anymore.
All their years of squatting on my mountain,
that's over now thanks to you.
How is that thanks to me?
Well, you led me straight to them.
My security team is hot on their trail
and the sheriff's on his way.
Was your whole fake death
to use me to get rid of Maeve and Keefe?
Played you like an Irish flugelhorn.
You need medicine.
Why haven't you seen a doctor?
I'm not leaving this mountain.
I'm gonna get you outta here.
- Keefe. - Come on.
I am sorry about your eye.
Well,
I've still got the good one anyway.
- Freeze. - Park security.
- Oh my god. - Kelly, we practiced this.
Get going, now.
Stupid, stupid, stupid
for believing a single dying word from your lying lips.
You're welcome to a pair of my slippers
and a clean bathrobe.
I'm not staying.
Snakeskin boots then?
What size do you where?
10 and a half, you?
They'll crowd my toes.
Double Dutch to Mountain King, how we read, over?
Read you wall-to-wall.
Sitrep, over.
Mountain King,
we have Birdman and Moose Mama in custody.
Sheriff is inbound, ETA TBD.
Secure the squatters,
hold your position and await further instructions.
Mountain King out.
Oh buck up, boy.
Think aren't as hopeless as all that.
Hobble here and I'll elucidate.
What's this?
Deed to the land and an affidavit
attesting to the facts of your kidnapping,
wrongful imprisonment, assault, torture,
damage to personal property and wholly unsuitable attire
at the hands of one Keefe Mullen and one Maeve Mullen.
Boilerplate language, you don't need to read it.
I don't get it.
What we got ourselves here, Odhran, is a quid pro quo.
You want my mountain,
I want your signature on this affidavit.
- So what's the catch? - No catch.
Though I wouldn't mind a chance
to start fresh with my boy while there's time.
I'm not a young man, nor am I without regrets.
So you would sign the mountain over to me today?
Yeah, you sign, I sign
right now.
A fresh start for both of us.
And don't you think that locking up
Keefe and Maeve would destroy their lives
the same way you destroyed my life
when you ignored me for 20 years?
I'm afraid you've got your facts backwards.
Prepare yourself emotionally.
Impossible.
I haven't been a perfect father.
I drank too much of the family brew.
I was arrogant
and mean
and quarreled with incessance,
gave you a name that caused your grief and, God help me,
I knocked out your front tooth.
I was too ashamed to reach out to you.
But I'm asking you now, son,
for a fresh start.
Come on, sign the papers
and then we can see what happens after that.
Forget about that, it's kid stuff.
I want to see what I missed.
Let me know when you're dead for real
and I can celebrate that I never have to see you again.
Odhran, wait.
Let's talk about this. - No, all you do is lie.
Everything you have ever said or done is a lie.
I just want to go find Maeve.
I've lied, yes, I have
and it's time I paid for my lies.
I saved your old flugelhorn.
What's this for?
Settle the account
so we can make our peace as father and son.
Do it, boy.
Tooth for tooth.
Someone has to pay.
The tooth isn't what I want.
Not even close.
Then take two.
Make me pay.
No, Dad.
I'll pay.
You'll pay?
Where's the honor in that?
I've paid
every single day of my life
and nothing you ever do could ever make up for that
and I choose not to make you pay.
That's the weakest thing I've ever heard.
Yeah, I know.
What's weird is this is the strongest I've ever felt.
What are you doing here?
I came here looking for you and Brenda Squashblossom.
I'm sorry, Squashbottom?
Is that a name or a condition?
She's a Scout Leader, I have her troop outside.
Just talked to the sheriff.
SWAT's about 15 miles out, over.
You've got a choice to make.
Me, your inheritance or the squatters.
And in that instant, Cody realized.
I wanted the wrong thing.
He wanted the mountain's treasure
but that wasn't the cobalt or Red's buried gold
or only the wild beauty of the place.
You choose.
Make peace with Keefe and Maeve, call off the sheriff.
Don't be a fool.
It's a whole mountain.
It's your revenge.
Okay then.
This Squashbottom woman, she's about so tall?
Squashblossom.
- Hmm? - Blossom, it's Blossom.
You said "Bottom."
It's a small point, let's not quarrel.
Okay, she's uniformed, she's generous with folksy wisdom?
- Sounds right. - I know where she is.
So the last time I saw Squashbottom,
she was in Maeve's bunker.
There's a hatch in the ground.
You were all there. - Wait, we were all there?
Yeah, walking in circles.
I saw you on the security cameras.
Double Dutch, securing subjects for transport.
The sheriff's five miles out.
- We gotta move faster. - Okay.
Walking in circles.
Girls, that's back where the tracks disappeared.
Can you get us back there, Savannah?
- Yes, ma'am. - Let's go.
Where are you going?
Just have to make a quick stop at a tree house.
Let my aunt and uncle go.
Get out of the way, Mr. Mullen.
I'm not gonna let you turn them in to the sheriff.
You and what army, dude?
Out, get out.
Whoa, whoa, hey.
Hello security,
we're here with the cavalry, over.
- No, I'll let you ride. - Can you get this?
Calling security, say the front gate password.
Say again, security. - Speak the word.
Velociraptor!
Cut the engine and give me the keys.
No, no, you'll gas yourself to Kingdom come, come on.
Please. - Get out, now.
Copy that.
We remain in position at the gate.
- Are you okay? - Standing by.
Breathe, Maeve.
- Come on, Maeve. - It's okay, deep breaths.
Are you okay?
We'll get you to a hospital.
You gonna be okay? - Okay, everybody here?
Enough.
Back off, boys.
That's enough.
Sheriff's department, open the gate.
Sheriff, Charles Mullen here.
Tell your men to stand down.
Breaching team, stand down.
I'm afraid we've had a false alarm.
Our suspected trespassers
turned out to be my sister
and my brother.
We don't need SWAT but we sure could use an ambulance.
Copy that, requesting medical transport.
So this is the Squashbottom?
Squashblossom.
Bring it in, Scouts, bring it in.
Then came years
of peace for the Mullen clan
and a loving marriage and a beautiful child
and the Kid Scouts have the run of the mountain
and Maeve let Sven and Bambi open a tiny mine
and they complain she's tougher than the EPA
and though the Mullens quarreled from time to time,
they all kept their remaining teeth and eyes and no one
was called "Odd Run" or "Squashbottom" ever again, the end.
Okay Eryn, you can knock off the phony accent.
Okay.
I like the accent.