George of the Jungle
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 92 min
- 1,819 Views
Deep in the heart of Africa
is a place no man has ever entered.
A place that belongs to the lion,
the elephant and the ape.
Travellers flying overhead
can only glimpse at its many marvels:
Its sparkling rivers...
its lush veldts,
its billowy cloud formations...
and its hidden mountains.
- Never fear, my friends.
- George!
- George!
- All was not lost.
- George!
Scraped and boo-booed,
they searched high and low...
but they never recovered
their most precious cargo.
George, George
George of the Jungle
Strong as he can be
Watch out for that tree
George, George
George of the Jungle
Lives a life that's free
Watch out for that tree
When he gets in a scrape
he makes his escape
With help from his friend
an ape named Ape
And his elephant Shep
can fetch a log
He's man's best friend
He's George's dog
He's George, George
George of the Jungle
Strong as he can be
Watch out for that tree
Hear him holler
swing and sing
All the animals come
to the jungle king
George, George
George of the Jungle
George, George
George of the Jungle
So grab a vine
and swing in time
If you smack a tree
just pay no mind
Like George, George
George of the Jungle
Strong as he can be
Watch out for that tree
Watch out for that...
Bang! Ooh! Tree
George, George
George of the Jungle
Watch out for that tree
Twenty-five years later,
the bouncing baby boy...
has grown into
He is swift. He is strong.
He is sure. He is smart.
He is unconscious.
Meanwhile, 43 vines away...
George's kingdom was being threatened
by a terrifying intruder.
Hi, everybody. Me again.
Third day in Mbwebwe.
Look at this incredible...
- Banyan tree.
- Banyan tree. And look what's in it.
Could you die?
And over here...
is the outhouse, which you
don't want to see, believe me.
By the way, Betsy, thank you so
much for those moist towelettes.
They've been a lifesaver.
And these are the wonderful porters.
Wave, guys.
And this is our guide, Mr Kwame.
Without him, we would be lost.
Hi.
This is great.
- And this is Lyle.
- Hello, Bujumburans.
- What are you doing here?
- What kind of greeting is that
to give your fiance?
- Aren't you happy to see me?
- Yeah, of course I am.
You're beautiful.
- How did you find me?
- Well, I just hired the two
best trackers in the business.
Ah, I'm chafing, Max.
Ah, yeah, I'm chafing big time.
Didn't I tell you not to wear 20 pounds
of black leather in the jungle?
- Didn't I tell ya?
- Ah.
Cotton, I said. Cotton breathes.
Take my things to the lady's tent
and shake a leg.
Later that night, Lyle Van de Groot
lost no time in making arrangements...
- to whisk his wayward fiancee back home.
- All right, I'll take it, I'll take it.
Nairobi Hilton.
They can airlift us there in two hours.
Pillows, okay?
Wait a second. I'm losing you.
Bad reception here.
Okay, I've got you back.
No, wait! I'm losing you!
My batteries are dead!
No! Doody!
I don't want to go anyway, Lyle.
Tomorrow we're gonna...
climb the mountain where the big apes
are. Don't you wanna see them?
Only if they can shake a good gin
martini without bruising it. Hiyo!
Me and Thor here would be happy
to help you and the lady up
the mountain, Mr Van de Groot.
- Yeah.
- With Mr Kwame leading the way,
of course.
If you don't mind me saying so,
the apes...
are supposed to be a fascinating sight,
especially that white ape.
White ape? What's that?
Ask Mr Kwame.
I bet he can tell you.
- It is only a native legend.
The people say he is
over seven feet tall...
with the strength of a lion.
When the moon is full
and the air is sweet...
he wanders alone
through the jungle...
piercing the silence of the valley
with his mournful call.
Now, some say he is
thirsty for blood.
Others say he is calling
for the mate that he longs for...
but will never find.
By day, he rules the entire Bukuvu
from the top of the mountain.
But by night...
He and Bigfoot run the candy counter
at the Bukuvu Cineplex.
Now playing on all 14 screens:
Planet of the Apes.
Bigfoot? Max, that'd be worth
a lot more than any white...
- Ursula, what are we doing here?
- Lyle, I came all this way...
Okay, okay.
The things I do for you.
Looks like we're on, fellows.
As the sun rose
over Ape Mountain...
its agitated inhabitants sent an urgent
message to George by bongo-gram...
warning the jungle king that
intruders were close afoot.
Ooh. Lyle, listen.
What was that?
Could be the mating call
of the white ape.
Huh. White ape.
Sounds like a drink.
Uh, yes, bartender. I'll have
two Black Russians and a white ape.
A drink the venal Van de Groot
would be begging to imbibe...
if he only knew how near the white ape
was at that very moment...
flying through the foliage,
surveying the scenery, cruising in...
for a closer look and swinging on
through the trees with effortless ease.
Ow!
And so, onward and upward
on feverish footsies
over perilous paths.
When they finally beheld the mighty
Ape Mountain, they reacted with awe.
- Aww.
- I said "awe." A-W-E.
- Ooh!
- That's better.
Single file on the bridge.
Step very cautiously.
It is full of rotten planks.
One false move, you could fall over.
Then you will have
a very long time to wave goodbye.
Don't you worry, peanut.
I was on a bridge like this in Maui.
It was steady as a rock.
See?
Hey! S-Stop! Stop that!
Stop that! What th...
Yee-haw!
- I got you.
- No!
Don't worry.
Nobody dies in this story.
They just get
really big boo-boos.
What did I tell you?
You know, they shouldn't let
inexperienced guides
like that on these treks.
Did you see the look
that guy just gave me?
Probably saying I'm the biggest jerk
they've ever seen in their lives.
Probably trying to think
of something evil to do to me.
If they turn on us,
It's up to me to make the peace.
I'm going in.
Gentlemen. Cigar, cigarette?
Okay, gifts from America.
- Hey, hey.
- I give you a cigar,
you give me some of your lands.
All right.
A first contact has been made.
Ready, aim...
There you go, my man. Huh?
You like magic fire? Do ya?
Well, get a load of this.
There you go. Magic picture.
Yet another gift from America.
Here you go.
You're welcome.
Thirty-five millimetre.
Translation, please.
He says that he likes
your magic pictures...
but he prefers the resolution of
the Leica 35 millimetre transparencies.
He also says your lens is dirty, but he
has the equipment to clean it for you.
Well, tell him to clean this
while he's at it.
- Come on, let's go.
- Where?
Find you an ape, so we
can get the heck outta here.
Lyle, we can't go into the jungle alone.
We could get lost out here.
It's my job to get you
what you want.
You want a double decaf
latte with mocha sprinkles...
you will get a double decaf
latte with mocha sprinkles.
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