Create an accurate, full size replica of a Spanish Galleon, hire a crew of Old Timey sailors, sail the high seas for 10 years, from port to port, all over the world, all the while throwing out messages in bottles that have the location of the final resting place of the Ayatollah of Rock-N-Rolla hinted at in the form of a series of riddles, at the end of the 10 years I will bid my crew a fond farewell, holding an extravagant feast in the world's finest restaurant, then I will set off on my own, somehow, to some secret Island or secluded reef and scuttle my vessel, going down with the ship, as it were.
At this time the messages in the bottles will have made their rounds, and hopefully someone will have figured out the riddles, they will find the Ayatollah of Rock-N-Rolla and my dead deceased corpse, and in the captains cabin they will find a chest filled with however much left over money I had in the form of precious metals and gems, but that probably won't be much, in their rage the treasure hunters will throw the chest across the room, and they will notice somehting else fall out of the chest, pictures of smiling children, happy families, and loving couples, and they will realize that all along the real treasure was their family and friends, and that no amounts of Spanish Galleons will ever amount to the love of another human being, then they will take a look at my skeleton and notice I was clutching something in my hand, it's a photo of me and my crew, having a wonderful time at our final feast, and a tear will come to their eye.
Then they will make a movie about it, The Love Galleon.