We're all gonna die. We're all gonna die!
Quiet!
It's your fault. You killed us all!
Yeah, well,
I intend spending Christmas with my daughter this year.
I don't know about you.
We're gonna make it out of here. We're gonna live!
What is it?
Hold still.
Now let's go.
Wait. I can't breathe.
Ms. Jordan! Ms. Jordan!
I got something. I got something.
There's tons of them over there.
I didn't realize coal crackers were indigenous to this area.
What's a coal cracker?
This area was mined for coal up until about 10 years ago.
A miner must have left it behind. You can get it out of a Sears Catalogue.
Don't worry. I'm sure in another 2,000 years...
it will be just as valuable as the treasures of Egypt.
Dr. Thain? - Yes, Ms. Jordan?
Any word on my father?
Nothing, I'm afraid.
And the Smithsonian... are they sending someone after him?
They do not share your concern.
He's been missing for a month.
You father abandoned his work here to go off on his own.
They're not happy.
But they will take credit for his discoveries?
Your father's theory that the...
...Egyptians set foot in North America is...
...highly improbable to say the least.
You think he's a liar. - No, I think he's old.
People still studied alchemy when he got his doctorate.
Dr. Thain! Dr. Thain!
Uh, excuse me.
Another beheading.
Doesn't seem like the Hopi, does it?
Perhaps a rival tribe.
See here, the occipital bone?
It's very good work, Dr. Langford.
See the separation right here as if a...
...blunt object repetitively hacked... - Yes, excellent.
Why don't you catalogue it and place it with the other one?
Are you all right? - Yes.
Of course.
Very good work here. Very good.
That was horrible.
That was for his own good.
Perhaps if he picked a shovel up once in a while...
he'd actually get something accomplished.
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Ms. Jordan, it's not that I don't respect your father. It's...
What a lovely blouse.
Ms. Jordan, have you ever seen the Aztec codices?
Wonderful works of art, rivaling anything in the Western world.
I have a copy if you'd like...
...to see them. Wow.
No, I didn't think so.
Yeah, boy.
Whoa.
I'm looking for Professor Jordan.
Dr. Jordan hasn't returned. I'm his assistant Dr. Wainwright.
I'm a friend of Dr. Jordan's... Isaac Preston.
I work for "The Phoenix Gazette" in Phoenix.
That's aptly named, isn't it?
I did a story with Dr. Jordan last month and we're preparing a follow-up.
I wasn't told of any press interview. - An honest mistake, I'm sure.
I forget to mention things to my secretary all the time.
I'm a tenured professor and Dr. Jordan's right hand on this project.
Well, let's hope he's a lefty.
Susan!
Still hanging around, I see. - Isaac.
Have you seen my father?
Not since our interview, no. But...
He told me to meet him here today,
so I could get some photographs of the pieces he discovered.
You've seen them then?
Yeah, I last saw him and his men in a cantina near Morelia...
...just before he set out.
Found these in a cave.
He gave them to you? - I've known him for years.
He wanted me to photograph them. Here.
The Hopi say...
they come from a great pyramid hidden behind the canyon wall.
Pyramid? - Built by men
who preserve the dead in shrouds.
Something's wrong. If he said he was going to be here,
he should be here. He never breaks his word.
She's right to worry.
He wouldn't be the first person to get lost in the canyons.
The Indians took him there? - Ha! No. No no no.
They won't go near the place. They say it's cursed.
No, he found some Mexicans willing to take him.
That is where I last saw him. - And that was a month ago?
Yes, yes.
I've been waiting for his return.
My readers are less patient than I.
This is remarkable. - Yeah, this one is my favorite too.
It's like a finger puppet if you get it on there just right.
Are these really Egyptian?
Well, they were magnificent seamen.
I mean, only a few years ago they found
some Egyptian hieroglyphics on a rock cliff in Australian, so surely...
Dr. Jordan's Egyptian discovery.
Matter of fact it is.
See, while you're in your tent scribbling,
...some of us are actually putting our time here to some good use.
Indulging in fantasy is hardly a good use of time.
You don't believe it's real?
It's real, but not Egyptian.
I'm sure if you would have studied it longer,
you would have identified it as a labret.
It was...
...worn here, through a hole in the lower lip.
That's disgusting. There's a lady present.
It was a mark of beauty throughout the primitive world
Africa, the Indus Valley, South America, but not, however,
...Egypt.
So where's it from?
My guess would be Mexico, the Aztecs.
That looks like the Aztec god Quetzalcoatl.
Or any of 100 serpent gods from any culture.
Who cares where it came from? My father is out there lost.
Isn't anybody going to do something? - The Smithsonian will not allow it.
Their budget is already allocated. - I'm not talking about the Smithsonian.
I'm talking about us. - Don't be foolish.
The desert kills people, even the Indians.
You wouldn't last a day out there.
Don't attribute your own cowardice to the rest of us.
Cowardice, is that...
Isaac? Where was the cantina?
Morelia.
I leave tomorrow. - Okay.
We should cover the pits. It's going to rain soon.
There isn't a cloud in the sky.
Looks like rain, everyone. Let's cover the pits.
Let's go! - Let's go, let's go!
What's wrong with you? - I was just thinking.
Quetzalcoatl was the Aztec god of rain.
Among other things.
Oh!
What do you think you're doing?
You should be ashamed of yourself.
But... but...
But what? - But you're here in my tent.
It's the middle of the night. - And that would make you think that...
...I would want to do with you?
Well, what else should I think?
You should think like a gentleman.
You don't think a gentleman would want to have sex?
You're disgusting.
Oh, well, if you're not here to sleep with me,
what are you doing here?
Well, this is Dr. Jordan's tent.
And I was just looking for some files.
And...
And so I didn't want to disturb you. And...
There's no filing cabinet in here.
Good night, Mr. Preston.
Ms. Wainwright.
I'm fine, thank you.
This way.
He was just trying to be friendly.
They may be friendly and charming,
but when they look at you, you're not an equal.
If you want a career, you've got to be ruthless and uncompromising.
That's how men get ahead. - Not all of them.
If you're thinking of Dr. Langford... - I'm thinking of my father.
Consider Dr. Thain. - I'd prefer not.
He doesn't let personal relationships get in the way of his work.
He has no personal relationships. - That's a choice.
He knows that there are more important things.
Then why are you here looking for my father?
Dr. Jordan was looking for treasure. I'm doing the same.
Do you think Dr. Jordan really found something big?
Jordan can exaggerate, but if the truth is 1/10th of the claim,
we're headed toward the find of the century.
Dr. Jordan's find. - If he's still around.
That's a hell of a thing to say about a friend.
A friend is one thing. A discovery like that...
Like your friends in the Amazon.
If there's one rule I try to follow it's leave no man behind.
Well, what happened in the Amazon? - Nobody knows.
Because the team never made it back... that is except Dr. Langford.
Yes, well, Jordan wasn't there, so whatever he told you...
He told me nothing...
...except that you made quite a name for yourself
and seemed to forget the names of the men that died.
I shared the credit with them all.
The next time you make an accusation like that, you should check your facts.
Are you offering me an exclusive?
Well, this is it.
Buenos días, amigo.
What did he look like? - You speak English.
He's an elderly gentleman. He arrived here a few months ago.
I say, what he look like?
This is him. He came here with several men.
No sé.
Back to Spanish, hmm? Listen, if you know something,
you're obliged to... - Excuse me!
I was with Dr. Jordan two months ago when he came here.
He was looking for some Mexican gentlemen.
I say no sé, cowboy.
Of course. I remember now. - It's a friendly place.
Thank you very much for your help. We'll be leaving.
Don Pedro know nothing, but I do.
Who are you?
Hugo... Hugo San Martin.
I'm Dr. Langford.
These are my colleagues from the Smithsonian.
Have you seen him?
He went into the canyons. He don't come back.
Are you sure it's him? - Of course. I take him there.
What happened to him? - I don't know.
I don't go inside. No one goes inside.
Can you show us where you took him?
Is three days drive from here.
Once you get there, you are on your own.
I no go to the nother side.
Why not? - No one does.
If they do, they don't come back.
How do we get there?
You pay me, we go.
How much? - 50 is good.
Not until after you take us there.
25 now and 25 later.
Deal.
You wait here, I'll be back.
I don't trust him.
Neither do I, but I trust he wants his money.
What if he did something to Dr. Jordan?
You're an idiot.
What did I say?
I'll show you, but I need another 25.
No, we already discussed this. Not until you take us there.
Not for me. For Javier.
Well, I hired you.
You need horses. They belong to him.
What do I need you for then? - I know Javier and you don't.
Oh, that's a good point.
We leave in the morning.
How much further?
Other side of the mountain.
What mountains? - See, up ahead? Three days.
It's Dr. Jordan's horse.
It was my father's.
The last entry was three weeks ago.
Where's Dr. Jordan?
"The precipice stands 100 feet straight up.
Our first attempt to scale the wall ended in failure.
We will try again in the morning.
I remit this book to you, Susan my daughter,
in the event that we are again unsuccessful. "
That sounds like he was planning on mailing it.
Who is it?
It was Joe Ford.
Jordan hired him to carry equipment.
We have to bury him. - Coyotes will get him by morning.
Better coyotes than vultures. - What's the difference?
We'll bury him.
Hey, where are you going?
We go so far enough. This land is cursed.
But how are we supposed to get back? - Leave the horses.
Vaya con Dios.
Come on, let's go.
Let's go!
That horse doesn't look so good.
No, It's fine. It just needs a little encouragement.
Come on!
I'm not going to die out here because you can't handle a little heat.
Come on!
It's so awful. - I'm sure it didn't suffer much.
Who cares about the horse? What are we going to do?
We'll all walk. - Let's go.
What is that?
One of those men? - It doesn't look like a man.
Where is he going?
He's found water.
Let's quickly fill the canteens and keep moving.
What is it?
I don't know, but there's one of them and five of us.
Stuck... I'm stuck.
What's happening? - Here, take my hand.
No no no, Susan, relax.
And, you guys, try not to move.
Okay, Susan, it's quicksand.
You have to help them.
Susan...
Isaac, reach for the stick.
Reach.
Here, grab this. - Hildy.
I can't reach it. I can't reach it.
Isaac, Isaac, grab hold.
Be careful. Be careful.
Pull, Isaac.
I'm getting the gun. - What? No!
Dr. Thain? - What?
Don't move, don't move, don't move. Stay still.
No, they'll just pull you in.
Stop moving, Isaac. Stay still.
Leave no man behind?
What about us?
We should thank you, actually. You found our water source.
I hate to tell you, but that stuff doesn't taste very good.
Well, there's a well of groundwater beneath us.
The soil here is too porous.
But over there, all we need to do is dig.
Why did you come? I thought it was too dangerous.
Academic curiosity.
We're close. - How do you know?
Well, if anyone lives around here,
they'd need a water source.
Is that real?
That's real.
Come on, Isaac.
I'm coming. I'm coming.
How did you find us?
The bartender in that cantina told me of a shortcut.
The bartender? - Yes.
I took a train two towns up and cut you off from the north.
I came across your tracks about a mile back.
I'm glad you're here.
Normally you're in your tent with your head in a book.
Quetzalcoatl...
Aztecs.
Bravo, Dr. Thain.
How do we get around it?
We don't. We go over it.
Spread out. Get down!
Get back! Get back or I'll kill you all!
Susan, Susan!
Susan, where are you going?
Where is she going?
To get shot, from the looks of it.
Dr. Gilmore, is that you?
Oh, you found us.
Thank heaven.
Thank heaven you found us.
Your father and the others went over days ago...
...or maybe weeks. I don't even know anymore.
But he's inside, sweetheart, and I don't think he's coming out.
There was noise that first night... loud...
drums beating, screaming, shouting.
Something bad happens when they beat those drums.
I don't know what it is, but it's something bad.
How did they get inside?
Climbed over the rocks... the ones that made it.
What about you? - I didn't make it, did I?
The other ones weren't so lucky. - Here.
Have some more water.
Before they went over, they sent a man...
...back to town to send your father's book to you.
Yeah, we found it.
We've got to get over that wall.
Are you blind?
Look at him.
Her father could be dying in there.
Climbing is too dangerous. - That's right.
You don't have the right equipment.
We've gotta get back to town and get some help.
No, he could be dead by then. We have to get inside.
We'll just have to follow the same path they do.
Who? - Whoever beats those drums.
They must have a way of getting in and out.
Why don't you find out then?
Because I'm going over that wall.
Oh...
No no, I wasn't...
I was... I was sketching.
Not-not-not you.
The cliffside and the bird flew over it...
and, uh...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm so... I'm sorry.
This is different.
What? What is it?
Look, look at the original.
There's no hammer in the original.
So someone else painted it.
The hammer's been repainted and more than once from the looks of it.
They must have worn it out.
Worn out, but how?
Why is a doorknob shiny?
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What's going on? - Dr. Thain's found a way in.
Where do you find the time for it all?
I really wasn't spying.
Pervert.
Well, we should get moving.
God help us.
Dr. Thain, what is that book?
The Aztec codices.
They contain just about everything known about the Aztecs.
Who's the guy with the hammer? - Quetzalcoatl, a major Aztec god.
Does it really eat people? - That is just mythology.
What are Aztecs doing in North America?
Their capital was in Mexico, but many of them were nomadic.
It's possible they made it this far north. Driven out by the Spanish, perhaps.
How come we've never heard of them?
Well, no one has ever produced a complete map of this territory.
It's possible we're the first humans to stumble upon this cave...
...in hundreds of years. - Second. My father was first.
Of course.
It's a dead end.
Not an end, another doorway.
Don't just stand there.
I wouldn't do that.
The eye... symbol of knowledge.
Stop it!
Why? I think it's working.
Even if we get through that door, how do we find Dr. Jordan?
You leave that to me. We decided if we got separated...
Stop that!
Yeah, really really stop it. - What is that noise?
We should not be drawing attention to ourselves.
Excellent work, Dr. Langford. Help me move him.
How can you be so cold?
Say a prayer, if you like. It won't help.
We still need to find our way though this doorway.
What is wrong with you?
Don't you see?
It's all written here.
We must balance these stones to open the doorway.
Wha... what happens if we don't balance them?
Let's not make any more mistakes.
Should we just stand here and be your guinea pigs?
Why not? Dr. Gilmore was yours. - Stop it.
You just let him finish.
For your sake. - No, for everybody's sake.
We need to work together.
What do we do?
We must place them all at the same time.
How do we know this will work?
Trial and error.
How many more blades do you think there are?
At the same time now.
Three, two,
...one.
Everyone down!
How are we supposed to get back?
What is that? - That is a miracle.
I wouldn't call it that exactly.