The Museum of Natural History in New York was being renovated. The beloved exhibits—Teddy Roosevelt, Sacajawea, Rexy the T-Rex skeleton—were being boxed up and shipped to the vast, forgotten archives of the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, D.C. Their magic, powered by the Egyptian Tablet of Ahkmenrah, would be lost forever.
The battle took them everywhere. Larry and Amelia raced through the Hall of Miniatures , where tiny cowboys and Romans were fighting a hilarious miniature war. Ivan the Terrible got stuck in a dollhouse. Napoleon was defeated by a giant Albert Einstein bobblehead that kept poking him with a foam finger. Night at the Museum- Battle of the Smithsonian ...
Larry’s only allies were the New York crew, but they were scattered. Teddy Roosevelt was locked in a diorama. Rexy was just a skeleton. And Larry himself was just a man with a broken flashlight. The Museum of Natural History in New York
—the legendary pilot, immortalized as a bronze statue in the Air and Space gallery—came to life with a confident wink. “You look like a man who needs a co-pilot,” she said. She was bold, quick-witted, and had a habit of punching first and asking questions later. She commandeered a model plane and flew Larry across the massive museum, dodging Capone’s tommy-gun fire. The battle took them everywhere
Larry had done it. He negotiated a deal with the real Smithsonian directors: the New York exhibits would return home, but the tablet would remain on display—in a case with a silent alarm, of course.