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Dialogues with picturesMOLE: I, Gaetan Moliere, have done it. I have found the subterranean gateway. that is the very threshold to the unknown! AUDREY: Ah. It's just a hole. MOLE: A hole? Look at the lines in the basalt. The beauty of the erosion. The poetry of the clay. This is not a hole. It is a tunnel. SWEET: I don't care what you call it. Just tell me it's big enough to hide in. 'Cause we got company. MILO: Inside! Quick! MOLE: I will save us! KIDA: Milo. MILO: Holy cats! None of this should exist. Not in the same place. It's a blending of every culture from Idaho to Peru. Noshoni, Aztec, Mayan, Olmec. KIDA: My people were here. MILO: Whoa! Crystal Guardian was an Atlantean. His teaching influenced all these cultures. A little bit of Atlantis goes a long way. SWEET: Carnaby, that old pot can fit on any of those ledges. Carnaby? AUDREY: What is that? MOLE: Sorry. It was me. Hold on. That was not me! SWEET: Carnaby! CARNABY: Oh, about the pot. It looks like I'm going to be keeping it along with everything else in here. That home-made prairie grass mixture makes a good sleeping gas, wouldn't you agree? MILO: Carnaby, you snake! CARNABY: Naturally, I can't let you go free to tell the world about my discovery. I mean, where's the profit in that? MILO: What? Carnaby! CARNABY: Nice nap? Hope the rocks weren't too uncomfortable. MOLE: Oh, no. This particular aggregate is very nice. One of my favorites. KIDA: You will not get away with this. CARNABY: Mmm, let's see. I trap you and your friends in this cave and then I take all the treasure for myself. Well, I think I'll get away with it. SWEET: I knew there was something shifty about you. Didn't I say so? I said, I don't trust that Carnaby. Don't like him one bit. Don't like his attitude. Don't like his shifty little eyes. MOLE: And don't forget. The eyes are the windows to the soul. SWEET: Mmm-mmm. That's right. I said that too. CARNABY: Well, you and your friends will have a long time to discuss how you feel about me while I'm gettin' rich. KIDA: We have found evidence of my people here. We cannot let him destroy it. MILO: Mr. Carnaby, obviously we've had some sort of miscommunication here. I don't see any reason why we can't work something out. CARNABY: Save your breath, junior. You're gonna need it. Happy trails. AUDREY: It's no use. MILO: If there was only some way to cut these ropes. KIDA and MILO: Obby! MILO: Obby, come on, boy. Wake up. Wake up! That's it. Okay. Enough! No! No! Get the ropes! The ropes! Good boy. AUDREY: No! Take care of the dynamite first! MILO: Yeah, yeah. Right, right. Kida! CARNABY: You've managed to be more trouble than I expected. I'll just take care of you myself. Oh! SWEET: Oh, now you done it. Gone and made us mad. CARNABY: What is this? MILO: Retribution. CARNABY: Whoa! SWEET: Anyone out here got a doggy bone? KIDA: What happened to Carnaby? CHAKASHI: He is with us now. You seem like good people. I'm sorry. The secrets of the ancient ancestors must remain a secret. You will not be allowed to leave. KIDA: Chakashi, we also carry a great secret. Thus, we can keep yours as well. CHAKASHI: What is this secret? Prove to me that it is as great as what you see around you. MILO: We can't. CHAKASHI: Very well. You have decided your fate. CHAKASHI: If you had told me your secret I would have known I couldn't trust you with mine. AUDREY: Hmm. It was a trick question. CHAKASHI: Must be the coyote in me. Kida of Atlantis, you and I are not so different. Your people touched the corners of the globe, teaching and healing. Doing great good. KIDA: But they also did great harm, almost destroying the world and themselves. My father feared the temptation to abuse our power would be too great. So he hid it away. CHAKASHI: The secret you carry is neither good nor bad. A strong leader must have the wisdom to know when to share that knowledge. KIDA: It would be wonderful if my people did not need to remain hidden, to have them walk the surface of the world again. CHAKASHI: It is your choice. AUDREY: Whoa! That was impressive. SWEET: I would have been more impressed if Chakashi had dropped us off on the ground. MILO: A winter thunderstorm? WHITMORE: It's strange, all right. Started early this morning. But I guess you had your share of weird weather in the Southwest. AUDREY: It was okay. Except for how I keep finding sand everywhere. VINNY: I could go for some warm weather about now. Maybe get a tan. Sorry I missed it. MOLE: Oh, no, you are not. There were dust doggies everywhere. But I did find this very tasty bowl. MILO: Well, Mr. Whitmore, Kida and I had better be going because... WHITMORE: Atlantis is waiting. I know. Just as well. MILO: What? WHITMORE: Oh, we had break-in last night. MILO: Are you okay? WHITMORE: Yes, I'm fine. But it burns me that someone could waltz right in here and steal something right off my wall, an ancient Norwegian spear. Kind of a fancy old letter opener. KIDA: What you needed was a glass case to protect it. NOTE: To watch the pictures in high resolution, click on themWatch other parts of movie |