User blog:KingdomHearts123X789/Home in London

(In London)

(Thunder crashes)

(At the mansion when the taxi leaves)

Evelyn: I think the bracelet is some sort of guide to the lost oasis of Ahm Shere.

Rick: Evy, I know what you're thinking, and the answer is no. We just got home.

(Rick puts the bags down)

Cylindra: That is a very nice mansion, Rick.

Rick: Thank you, Cyl.

Sora: Shall we make ourselves at home?

Rick: Yes. Go ahead.

Evelyn: That's the beauty of it. We're already packed.

Rick: Why don't you just give me one good reason.

Evelyn: It's just an oasis,...(takes off his hat)...darling. A beautiful, exciting, romantic...oasis. (takes off his scarf)

Rick: Mmm. The kind with the white, sandy beach and the Palm trees and the cool, clear, blue water and--We just could have some of those big drinks with the little umbrellas.

Evelyn: Sounds good.

Rick: Sounds too good. What's the catch?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Supposedly it's the resting place of Anubis's army.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Ah, see? I knew there's a catch. There's always a catch. How do I know that? And let me guess.mit was commanded by that Scorpion King guy?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Yes, but he only awakens once every 5,000 years.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Right. And if someone doesn't kill him, he's gonna wipe out of the world.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: How did you know?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: I didn't. But that's always the story.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: The last know expedition to actually reach Ahm Shere was sent by Rames the Fourth over 3,000 years ago. He sent over a thousand men.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: And none of them was seen again.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: How did you know?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: I didn't. But that's always the story.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Did Inmention there was a pyramid of gold?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Twice.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Alexander the Great sent troops in search of it.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Hooray for him.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: So did Caesar.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Yeah, look what happened to his career.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: And Napoleon.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: But we're smarter than him. And taller too.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: (finding a book) Exactly. That's why we're gonna find it.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Because we're taller?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Mmm. (Rick catches her) That's why I love you.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Nice try.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Meanwhile)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Outside)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(The cars drive to the mansion)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Lock-Nah opens the curtains)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Meanwhile)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Inside)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Mom! What do I do with this chest? This sucker weighs a goddang ton.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Alex, watch your language!

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Rather weighty, this.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Alex puts the chest on the checkers table)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(He is about to leave it, when it clicks open)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Huh?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(voices murmurs)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Ami: That place is wonderful.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Ratchet: Uh, Alex, what are you looking at?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Evy, that first weird dream of yours was exactly six weeks ago, right?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: I think so, yes. But what's that got to do with anything?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Rick turns the pages)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">It just happens to coincide with Egyptian New Year.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(He shows her the Egyptian New Year on this page)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Oh. That's right. What a coincidence.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: (closes the book) Maybe. All I'm saying is, let's be cautious.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Alex turns the lock and the chest opens)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Oh!

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: If anything happened to you, I would never forgive myself.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Daxter: Alex, what do you think you're doing? You know, your parents won't be happy to hear about this.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Bentley: It could be dangerous.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Yumi: Bentley is right. I just don't want to get you into trouble.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Don't worry, guys. I will have a quick look.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Alex takes the bracelet out of the chest and puts it on his wrist and it locks)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Aah!

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Donald: What did you do?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Goofy: You should never have done this!

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(the vision shows on)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(the vision of Egypt appears)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: You and Alex are the only thing that matter to me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Well, the Bembridge scholars have begging me to run the British Museum.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(The vision shows him the way to the next palace)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(The vision disappears)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Billy: I think we're in big trouble.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Alex grunts, getting off the bracelet)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Aw, cripes, how do you get this thing off?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Grim: We'll help you, Alex.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Sora and friends try to get the bracelet off)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Have I kissed you today?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Rick kisses Evelyn)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: I hate it when you do that.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Why?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Makes me feel like agreeing to anything.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: Anything?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(Evelyn giggles)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(They kiss each other)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(They see someone's knickers)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Those knickers are not mine.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Rick: (sighs) Jonathan. Hey, Alex, behave yourself for five minutes! all right. And let our friends watch over you.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: (hiding the bracelet in his sleeves of the jacket) You betcha.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">(He tries to close the chest, but he has an idea; he puts his trophy in the chest and closes it)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Happy to be home?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Couldn't be happier.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Happy to be here with us?

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Hunter: Yes, yes. We are happy too. (chuckles)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: It's the year of the scorpion.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Murray: Wow. This is great.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Alex: Neat!

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;">Evelyn: Though you might like that.