Greystoke: The Legend of Tarzan, Lord of the Apes Page #2

Dead.

Dead like mine. Yours dead.

D'ARNOT:

Why do you say that?

JOHN:

If not dead, why you here?

Because I'm lost.

And I'm looking for her.

And my mother looks for me.

D'ARNOT:
His mind was able to grasp

the concept of past and present.

But he desperately resisted the notion

that his mother...

...might have been anything other

than an ape.

JOHN:

No. No, no.

No!

D'ARNOT:

As for the future...

...it was something that

simply did not exist for him.

And I could never

make him understand...

...that I had another life waiting for me

in another world...

...and another time.

D'ARNOT'S VOICE:

John. Mother. Father.

Father. Mother.

Family, John. How many other

white apes have you seen?

You are like me, not them.

Like me, like me. Not them.

- Father. Father.

- No.

D'ARNOT'S VOICE:
Mother, mother.

Family. Yes, family.

That is your mother.

That is your father, I tell you.

Family, John. Mother. Father.

Mother. Father.

Family, family.

Father, mother. Mother, father.

Family. Family. Family.

[MUSIC AND SINGING IN DISTANCE]

D'ARNOT:

Dog. Dog. Dog. Dog. Dog

[DOG GROWLS]

JOHN:

Animal. Animal.

[SCREAMS]

[THUNDER ROARS]

[BOY YELLING]

Six taps this time, huh?

But nine the next.

- So don't do it again, eh?

BOY:
No, sir.

[SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[MUSIC PLAYS]

BOY, please.

May I have some water, please?

Thank you.

Put something on, old boy.

One of the rules.

Got to keep a sense of decorum.

Otherwise we'll all end up like savages.

Well...

Thank you, sir.

John.

I'm Buller, the proprietor.

Capitaine Phillippe D'Arnot.

Belgian.

[COUGHS]

D'ARNOT:

John.

My friend is also Belgian,

but he has no English.

Presumably...

- ...you want a room?

- Yes, please, sir.

You fellows here for long?

Well...

[SPEAKS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Thank you, sir.

[THUNDER ROLLING]

This is not the world, John,

just the edge of it.

BULLER:
Convicts?

MAN 1:
I don't think so.

BULLER:
I would bet on it.

MAN 2:
Animals, more like.

MAN 3:

Very nasty monkeys, old boy.

You see, John...

...we haven't changed places. This...

LOOK.

Fire, John. Fire.

Oh! Oh!

[CHATTERING]

BULLER:

Come and sit down, capitaine.

MAN 1:

That's a nine, you miss a go.

Ah, capitaine.

Captain Billings you have met, yes?

He's been here longer than any of us.

Now the rest of the gentlemen.

We have Jeff son Brown.

Olivestone.

Stimson.

Chalky White.

BULLER:

And that's Mrs. White on his shoulder.

I hear you've lost all your belongings.

Yes.

BULLER:

Where did that happen?

D'ARNOT:

In the north.

BULLER:

Come now, Mr. D'Arnot.

Where are you really from?

D'ARNOT:
I was a member

of a zoological expedition...

...funded by the British Museum.

Several months ago we were attacked.

I urgently need to return to Europe...

...but unfortunately I have no funds.

However, I can leave you

a promissory note.

Well, the last frog we had through here

couldn't pay his bills either.

We turned him over to French authorities,

who were jolly pleased to have him back.

Turned out to be a convict.

I can assure you, sir...

...that I am no criminal.

Then what are you?

I'm an explorer.

What a liar.

BULLER:
I think that deserves

a thrashing, don't you?

Six.

John! John!

[ROARING]

Fire. Fire. Fire!

[SCREAMING AND YELLING]

D'ARNOT:
I sense that we have a long

and difficult journey ahead of us.

Perhaps weeks of waiting for a ship

that will give us passage to England.

I will try to teach John

some rudimentary manners...

...and a greater understanding

of the language.

Like a father, I am resolved

to impart to him all that I can.

But never, not even for a moment,

do I doubt that to take him back...

...is a perilous undertaking.

For John...

...but also for his family.

Apes, did you say?

Allies?

I can't believe it.

The coffee, Sir Evelyn, the coffee.

It's an extraordinary example

of man's superiority over beast.

Not only did he survive, he made himself

their master. Their lord, as it were.

Is he...? Is he sound?

Is he...? Is he normal?

Well, I'm told he's a remarkable...

...young man.

But apes.

Welcome home, my lord.

- This fellow D'Arnot...

EVELYN:
D'Arnot.

D' Amok. Deserves recognition.

Do you suppose

we could get him a medal...

...from the Royal Geographical Society?

Do you think he'd appreciate that?

All right, all right. I can manage.

I don't wish to belittle

D'Arnot's contribution...

...but he was merely a part

of an expedition.

A British expedition.

Laurels for this extraordinary achievement

belong to the expedition itself...

...not the individual.

In any case, although the circumstances

indicate that he is your grandson...

...we can't prove it.

Of course, we might be able to do so

if we were able to make tests.

He's here.

If he's a Greystoke,

I'll know him at a glance.

Johnny?

Is that you?

Come out and show yourself.

Oh, my boy.

My dear, dear boy.

Sir, I thank you with all my heart.

CLAYTON:

Come.

Welcome, welcome.

Hasn't changed a jot, has it?

Well, come on up.

We'll take you to your room.

- I wonder if you'll find it cold up there.

- D'Arnot.

Sir Evelyn. Excuse me.

We must talk.

Ah. Do you recognize her?

How could he recognize me, uncle?

We've never met.

Welcome home, Lord Clayton.

Ah. Of course, of course.

I keep thinking he's my son.

This is Jane, from America.

My ward. I'm looking after her.

Your father gave me this.

Elle est jolie.

She's pretty.

Yes, she is.

CLAYTON:

This is Monsieur D'Arnot.

Monsieur D'Arnot, it's a great day for us.

Sir Evelyn told us all you've done

for Lord Clayton.

No more than he has done for me.

You must be tired after your journey.

D'ARNOT:
Well...

CLAYTON:
Well, come on, Johnny.

We'll show you to your room.

Look out for these stairs.

They're slippery.

When I was a child, I'd slide down here

on a tray from the nursery.

Come on, Johnny.

Come on this way.

This was your father's room.

That's your father.

Fine soldier.

That's your mother.

Pretty girl.

Can...? Can he read English?

Oh, yes, sir, a little.

"John Clayton.

Junior house, Eton.

For the long jump.

1870."

The long jump.-

The mighty leap.

Damn silly, really.

I can't say what it means to me...

...to have you with me.

Well...

Till dinner, then.

Yes.

Thank you, sir.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

DEAN:
Good evening, Lord Esker.

ESKER:
Evening, Dean.

JANE:

Hello.

ESKER:
You look absolutely gorgeous.

JANE:
Thank you, Charles.

- She's rather smart, isn't she?

JANE:
She's beautiful.

ESKER:

Austin. The eight cylinder.

[GROWLS]

JANE:
Do you know Johnny's here?

ESKER:
Oh.

John. John.

Oh, quite right, quite right.

I hate spoons.

Bravo.

MAN 1:

Well done, your lordship.

Oh, welcome home, Johnny.

Can't help saying it over and over.

Welcome home, Johnny.

MAN 2:
Welcome home.

WOMAN:
To Johnny.

We are already at a disadvantage...

...because it's several months

since he left the wild.

My colleagues and I wish to examine him

at the earliest opportunity.

Science demands it.

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