INT. SLIDELL RANCH HOUSE – KITCHEN
Mrs. Slidell and Morgan are holding an intense council over the table piled high with treasure.
You’re going to do it, and like it.
I don’t like it, and I don’t think Horatio will like it either.
Your brother is smart; he’ll see it my way. I think what they have uncovered here is going to lead us to the KGC
(an almost reverent reverie comes over her)
The fulfillment of all our dreams!
The boys re-enter noisily, hemming and hawing.
Alright. We’re interested–
That is, if you can afford to make it worth our while. Not a lot, mind you, say 10 percent?
I think we can afford to be generous.
INT. MORGAN’S SUV – DAY
The starch has gone out of Morgan as he sits behind the wheel of his SUV. He’s almost amiable. He seems to like being on the road, crossing the picturesque state of Tennessee.
Ben picks up the zip lock bag and fishes out a picture.
C.U. OF A PICTURE OF ALONZO TURNER
A carefree young man of nineteen looks back at us. His dark good looks are enhanced by his smart naval uniform, and he knows it.
Annapolis, Maryland. January 14th, 1861. They sent us out to Old Ironsides this morning. Our assignment, study and sketch her rigging.