Treasure of Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Burning deep within my soul

A place where men and

dreams have vanished

Treasure waits to take its toll

You know I hear you calling to me

Wild herd flying across the moon

All my plans are cloaked in darkness

Seems like tomorrow can't come too soon

You know I hear you calling to me

Matecumbe

Shadow 'cross my mind

Matecumbe

The place I have to find

Matecumbe

The promise of a new life for me

They tell your tales

And sing your songs

Up the creeks and down the bayous

Everyone knows that it won't be long

Till the next man dies

A:

- trying to find you

An island lost in a lonely sea

Reaching 'cross an endless ocean

I hear your misery calling me

Back where the sea's the only motion

Matecumbe

Shadow 'cross my mind

Matecumbe

The place I have to find

Matecumbe

The promise of a new life for me

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Matecumbe

Now, Davie, you change those

clothes before you put Babe away.

Now, who's this?

Miss Effie, Miss Lou, Davie.

Gonna be another hot one.

You made a mighty long ride to tell us

something that we already

know, Sheriff Coffey.

I'm afraid I won't have

to ride so far next time.

We're looking for your black, Ben Woods.

Ben hasn't been back here to Grassy

since he went off to the

war with Captain Bernie.

Mr. Catrell here says Ben run

off with some of his belongings.

- That makes Mr. Catrell a liar.

- Hold on there.

If Ben shows up, please

tell him I'd like to see him.

What'd he mean, he won't

have so far to ride next time?

Oh, he's heard talk that

we might lose this place.

You shouldn't talk that

way in front of the boy.

Oh, mercy.

We'll find a way to keep Grassy, Davie.

I'd better get Babe out of the sun.

And then you're gonna study

scriptures. Now, go along, Thaddeus.

Go on, now. I know you're there.

Oh, come on. Thad needs me to help

him dig bait. We're going fishing.

Not today, you're not.

Miss Millington said you

stumbled all through Isaiah.

- Doesn't that boy have a home?

- Now, go along now.

He's got a secret tree house and Mr.

Stark lets him sleep in his root cellar,

but he has to work a bit first.

Thad?

Ben!

Ben! Oh, Ben!

Oh!

- Davie.

- Why didn't you knock at the door?

Shh!

- I couldn't take the chance.

- What's wrong, Ben?

- You in some kind of trouble?

- It's treasure, Davie. Gold.

Gold your daddy buried to

keep Spangler from getting it.

Well, who's Spangler?

The devil hisself.

Now, what's all this

talk about a treasure?

Well, we had just put

down cargo at Mobile.

It got paid in gold 'cause that was

the only money worth anything by then.

Captain Bernie decided to make

one more run to the Bahamas.

That's when the Cumberland spots

us and starts closing in on us.

Was that that Yankee gunboat

that sunk the Flora Bee?

Mm-hm. Spangler's boat. But

Captain Bernie was smart.

He took the Flora Bee in shallow

water where the Cumberland couldn't go.

- And then he hide that gold.

- Then it's still buried somewhere?

Yes, ma'am. Way over yonder in

Florida. And I gotta get Jim Bernie...

Jim Bernie. What do you

want with that rapscallion?

Captain Bernie told me his brother

would help me get the gold for Davie

so Davie wouldn't lose Grassy.

Jim Bernie never did

finish anything in his life.

Do you need money, Ben?

- Well, I ain't got none, Miss Lou.

- Well, we can let you have a little.

Lou, a very little.

Now, just where is this

gold supposed to be?

There was a map that Captain

Bernie sent home before he died.

I never saw a map in Clay's things.

It's in the book.

The one he was always reading.

Of course.

There's nothing on this page

except the little that Homer wrote.

I ain't lying. That's what Captain

Bernie told me before he died in prison.

- I swear to the Lord on that.

- You can see there's no map there.

And who was that man who

came looking for you today?

One of Spangler's men. They think

I know where the treasure is.

Captain Bernie won't tell me.

He says it's for my own good.

Hey, look. Maybe you're meant to

hold it over the lamp like this.

Look, there's some writing.

Matecumbe Key.

That's an X. That must

be where the treasure is.

Captain said he buried it under

a tree, but he don't say where.

Captain said he buried it under

a tree, but he don't say where.

- Did you hear anything, Effie?

- Oh, just the wind.

- What on earth...?

- It's Spangler! I knew it!

It's him.

What are you doing in this house?

We're after Bernie's black.

Don't tell us he isn't

here 'cause we know he is.

My sister and my nephew and

myself live in this house,

and you have awakened

us from a sound sleep.

Now get out of here.

Do you make it a habit

of sleeping in the attic?

They're coming up. Barricade the door.

Davie, come here. Come on.

Davie!

Davie!

All right. Effie, get out of the way.

- Watch your head.

- Here we go.

- Ben!

- Take him, Ben!

- Ben!

- Come on.

Ben, the map!

Break it down.

- Effie, I can't!

- I'll get 'em.

Davie! Davie!

Ben?

The map.

Ben?

- Ben?

- Spread out! Don't let 'em escape!

Round the side there. Check them bushes.

Come on.

You two down the hauler. Check that.

Well, find those boys.

- Giddyap! Giddyap!

- Yah!

Ain't nothing up ahead, captain.

They must have turned off somewhere.

- What'd them men want with you, Davie?

- I can't tell you now.

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