Plot
Scrooge and his nephews are at his Money Bin where they find out that the Beagle Boys are placing oil rigs on adjacent property intending to slant drill and suck Scrooge's money to a remote location surreptitiously. Scrooge and his nephews use a secret escape tunnel built during the time of Fort Duckburg to take the money to the nearby riverbank where it can be loaded on barges and transported and injected into an artificial hill under a homestead that Scrooge had bought. However, due to his unwillingness to buy new glasses he misreads the survey map and accidentally puts the money on the land of Blackheart Beagle. The Beagle Boys discover this and become legal owners of Scrooge's money. After Scrooge buys a new pair of glasses he pretends to be the valet of The Beagle Boys until he finds out information on their grandfather. The Beagle Boys are wise to Scrooge's intentions however and they tie him up after Blackheart arrives. Blackheart confesses to his grandsons that he never owned the land and Scrooge seizes the opportunity to escape after pretending to shine The Beagle Boys shoes (and while doing so tying their shoe laces such that the shoes are tied together). After making his getaway Scrooge goes to the land office and files a claim on that land and gets his money back. Blackheart and the Beagle Boys try to beat him in filing the claim using the oil rig as transport but it hits overhead wires and they end up getting tickets for reckless driving.
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