:05:02
- Yes... What?
- The map. Give it to me.
:05:07
The map? That specific map?
Right here, right now?
:05:09
You didn't steal it?
:05:12
Too many people. Only one Dijon.
But look what l did steal.
:05:18
Several billfolds, this dandy pocket watch,
floss, egg-bake nut bar
:05:23
and two tickets to the feta cheese festival
for you, master.
:05:30
Maybe you would like the floss?
:05:33
Did you at least see where the map leads?
:05:36
Yes, master.
lnto the middle of the desert.
:05:39
- Where the sand burns like a hot kebab.
- But l searched every square inch.
:05:47
Perhaps this time l'll let Scrooge
do the searching for me.
:05:51
Smart move, master.
Let him boil out his brains in the sun.
:05:57
And you shall
accompany him as his guide.
:06:03
But l have such sensitive skin.
And my brain boils so quickly.
:06:08
But who needs brains
to be a guide, anyway?
:06:31
Gee, Mr McD. A plane ride would
have been less turbulent.
:06:45
According to the map, the cave
of Collie Baba should be right here,
:06:49
under the gaze of Mount Badude.
:06:53
- l don't see anything, Uncle Scrooge.
- Not even a mirage.
:06:59
Maybe we took the wrong turn
at that last sand dune.