Mighty Joe Young Page #2

I found you!

Yes. Yes, I did.

Yeah.

Tryin' to hide from me.

You wanna go and find me?

Okay.

Close your eyes.

Ready? Go.

Come on, Joe.

Nice monkey.

Joe.

Joe, it's okay.

Joe, run. Get out of here.

Thanks. Hide-and-seek's

not really my game.

Anything broken?

No. No, I think I'm...

Hey, thanks.

- I think it's okay.

- Oh, good.

- I think it's still working.

- Oh, great.

- I can fix that for you.

- No, wait...

Hey, w-where you goin'?

W- W-Wait a minute!

Hey, hold on a second.

What's the problem?

You. You're the problem.

This is the second time

I've saved you from being killed.

Next time I'm just gonna watch.

You understand?

Okay. A-All right.

You saved me, and I'm grateful.

Thank you, Miss Young.

I know who you are.

You're Ruth Young's daughter.

Did she know about Joe?

Did she have a theory on him?

How did you keep him a secret

all these years?

By keeping people like you

off this mountain.

People like me?

I- I wanna help you.

You go back to where you came from

and tell them what you saw...

this place will be crawling

with people.

That's gonna happen anyway.

Look, I'm not the only one who saw him.

An animal as rare as Joe

means big money.

It's gonna be tough trying to

protect him here. Maybe impossible.

Here is where he lives.

He doesn't have a choice.

That's not true. The people I work for

could take care of Joe.

They have the facilities.

A cage?

That's just what Joe needs.

No, no, not a cage.

A preserve.

A place where he'll be free...

free from poachers, land developers.

- A place he'll be safe.

- But he won't be free.

How long do you think

he can stay free here?

The next people who come

are gonna be coming to hunt Joe down.

Quite an impressive facility

you have here, Mr. Strasser.

- Thank you.

- Tell me.

Why is it that you keep such a

low profile about this wonderful place?

Our only interest

is the well-being of our animals.

Well, I think I've come

to the right place for Morris.

I'm sure you have.

He's grown out of his habitat

and...

well, our zoo just doesn't have

the budget to do anything about it.

- That's why he needs a new home.

- That's the telephone for you, Mr. Strasser. It's urgent.

- Will you excuse me, Mr. Anderson?

- Sure.

I'll be back.

Garth, see what the market is

for the organs of this lovely panda.

- Ooh, big fella. We should get a lot.

- Strasser.

It's about time. Do you know

how long I've been waiting?

- What do you want, Pindi?

- Not what I want, boss. What you want.

How about a giant gorilla?

- Talk.

- As big as three men.

- Two thousand pounds, at least.

- You've been drinking, haven't you?

I swear to God, boss, I saw him

with my own two eyes. He's... He's huge!

Don't waste my time, Pindi.

Hello? Boss?

Two-thousand pound gorilla.

He's crazy.

Stupid girl. What do you think

you are doing? Huh?

I found this in the forest

this morning.

Thought maybe you dropped it

and might want it back!

Poaching's illegal!

Get off this mountain.

Jill.

Jill, I need to talk to you.

Jill...

Murderer.

Your mother slept in this bed.

She worked at this desk.

She died in this jungle. Do you plan

to do everything just like her?

My mother would've been proud

of what I did today.

Proud? Of this foolishness out there?

Proud of you risking your life?

She risked hers.

Why shouldn't I risk mine?

Kweli, I'm just trying to keep a promise

here, and I promised to take care of Joe.

And I will do everything it takes

to stop those poachers.

You cannot stop them.

Even she could not stop them.

The other gorillas, they have moved

south to safer lands. Joe stays behind.

They won't accept him.

Joe needs me.

The danger here is building

for both of you.

I feel it, and so do you.

I know what the American

is offering, Jill.

Consider it.

That's all I ask.

- Leaving?

- Yeah, I'm heading up into the mountains.

See if I can throw

some of those dirtbags off Joe's trail.

- Think it will work?

- Not for long.

I'm just tryin' to buy you some time.

I suggest you get Joe as deep into the

jungle as you can, as fast as you can.

- Okay.

- Okay what?

- Okay, we'll go with you.

- We?

Me and Joe, we'll go with you to that,

that place of yours in California.

- You sure about this?

- No, I'm absolutely not sure about this.

- But I'll do this on one condition.

- Name it.

- I'm in charge of Joe.

- Done.

- "Done"?

- Done.

- Just like that?

- Just...

- You're not very trusting, are you?

- No, I'm not.

It must be tough for you, then,

trying to measure me up...

- trying to decide if I'm full of it or...

- Or just a fool?

I guess we'll just have to

figure it out as we go along.

Look, what do you want me to say?

You'll be in charge of Joe. Okay?

Come on.

We'll shake on it.

I don't shake. That's not how

we make pacts around here.

All right, how do you

make pacts around here?

You have to endure a bite

from a Makiki spider.

- A what?

- You'll have a high fever, hallucinations.

You'll say things, lots of things.

I'll hear what's in your heart.

Then, if your intentions prove true,

then we have a pact.

Spider bite and hallucinations?

That's right.

Then you'll trust me to take you

and Joe to California with me?

Absolutely.

Well, what do you say?

I say that's the biggest load of crap

I ever heard in my whole life.

Maybe you're not a fool after all.

Get your things together fast.

We're gettin' out of here

as soon as we can.

Makiki spider.

I don't know what else to do, Joe.

I just want you to be safe.

- You think he's okay back there?

- He's doing fine.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm just a little tense.

You think he's okay back there?

- I think he's okay back there.

- Good.

So this is L.A., huh?

Everything looks the same.

- How do you know where you are?

- It's easy.

The ocean's that way,

the mountains are that way...

Mexico's that way

and Canada's that-a-way.

You don't have to worry about the rest.

You'll never see it through the smog.

Maybe you'd better check and see

if Joe's okay back there.

Mom! M-Mom!

Main gate to Dr. Banks.

They're pulling up now.

I copy that. Okay, everybody!

Elvis is in the building!

- He's big!

- Did you see him?

- The fun begins.

- You hear that, Harry? They smell him.

Who, Gregg or the gorilla?

All right, I'm a little confused,

O'Hara, because you phoned us...

- to say you're bringing back a 2,000-pound

animal... - Hello, Harry. Hiya, gorgeous.

- Welcome back, Gregg.

- But security tells me...

you requested no fire hoses

and no restraints of any kind. So what...

- Come on, let me introduce you to somebody.

- Well, how are we supposed to control this animal?

With a giant rolled-up newspaper?

- Jill Young, - Hi. - I'd like you to

meet Dr. Harry Ruben, who runs the place.

- Nice to meet you. - Hi.

- And Dr. Cecily Banks...

- who makes sure he doesn't screw it up.

- Hi. Nice to meet you both. - Hi. Hi.

Hold on, big guy. I'm comin'.

I think he's ready to come out.

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