Carl: Okay, are things gonna like, jump out at us and scare us? Sheen: [jumps out of nowhere, scaring him] No, Carl. Everything here is dead. Carl: Oh, that's good, 'cause… Dead things?! [points to a skeleton] Uh, I'm allergic to dead things! Jimmy: Don't worry, Carl. Nothing's going to hurt you. [The kids turn around and gasp in surprise when they see something shocking on the wall] Cindy: I don't believe it. Sheen: It can't be. Jimmy: But it is. Carl: IT'S… [The wall shows a hieroglyphic image of Queen Hazabataslapya, who looks similar to Libby as Jimmy and Sheen turn to her before cutting to commercial break; cut back to the kids in the tomb] Jimmy: It's Queen Hazabataslapya! Sheen: Smokin'. I'd be her king in a Retroville minute. Cindy: She looks just like… [points to Libby] Carl: Me? Libby: No. Me. Sheen: Wow, Libby. Maybe she's your great-great-great-great-great… [as time passes by] great-great-great grandmother! Libby: I'm royalty. Cindy: Oh, boy, here we go. Queen Libby is in the house. Libby: Hey. Maybe this whole place belongs to me. I can turn it into a hot little dance club/restaurant/boutique/water park/… Carl: Hey, Jimmy. [pointing to the hieroglyphics on the wall] Somebody wrote on the walls. [gasps] They're gonna get in trouble. Jimmy: No, no, Carl. Those are hieroglyphics. The ancient Egyptian art of picture writing. Sheen: Hey, I saw this in "Ultra Lord vs. the Mutant Pus-Spitting Mummy." I can read this stuff. Cindy: Yeah, right. Sheen: "The queen flew on the wings of an eagle. She had a VCR, but wanted a DVD, and the gods sent munchkins to hypnotize her water-skis. So she took her peanut butter sandwich for a walk." The end. Carl: Wow, Sheen, that was amazing! Cindy and Libby: Oh, boys. Jimmy: Excuse me. My watch has a Sanskrit-to-English translator with a Rosetta stone upgrade. [activates his watch and scans the hieroglyphics on the wall as they're translated in English on the bottom of the screen] The queen was only 18 when she died. Sheen: Why must the good die young?! Jimmy: "Whosoever disturbs my resting place, shall endure eternal punishment, and pain shall erupt from every poor, and their screams shall be heard down the centuries and—" Cindy: [interrupting] Get to the point, Doofus of Arabia. Jimmy: It's just a silly curse. And there's no such thing as curses. Carl: Oh, so they're like the Loch Ness Monster and North Dakota. Sheen: Hey, guys, I think I found the bathroom! It smells like a bathroom. I wish I had one of those deodorizer things you hang in the car from the rear-view mirror. Carl: Lemon or strawberry? Sheen: Thanks, Carl. Hey, why do you carry those around with you? Carl: …'Cause. Jimmy: Follow me. Carl: Oh, I bet something really bad's gonna happen. Cindy: With Nerdtron leading the way, it's a pretty safe bet. [Meanwhile back in Retroville; In Principal Willoughby's office…] Principal Willoughby: [realizing] Hold on. We don't have a school tanning salon. [Cut back to the kids standing in the tomb's empty chamber] Sheen: I for one am deeply disappointed. It's just a big empty room! Jimmy: Well, the pyramid designers sometimes build hundreds of empty chambers, to confuse grave robbers. So they wander aimlessly for days until they… Cindy: [interrupting] You got 10 seconds to get outta here.

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