Tarzan's New York Adventure Page #2

Lion tracks.

Come back here, boy.

Boy, let this net down. Come here.

Watch yourself!

Get on. Watch it, sonny.

- Bwana, bwana, lions! Lions!

- Mountford man, caught in trap!

- Thanks. You came just in time.

- All right, sonny.

Buck, it was wonderful. You should've

seen that little laddie charge that lion...

...just as he was to rip me to ribbons.

- He did?

- So you're a lion man too?

- Sonny, I owe you my life.

The Jaconi.

- Boy! Tarzan go!

- I'm going too.

Tarzan! Tarzan's coming!

Tarzan!

Let me go! Let me go!

The fire will burn them to a crisp.

The wind's blowing in that direction

No use, sonny.

You've got to come with us.

- I wanna go to Tarzan.

- You can't get through.

Come on, Mountie,

head for the plane.

What's he doing here?

Jaconi got his father and mother,

killed them, set fire to them.

Jane. Jane. Jane!

Tarzan...

...what is it?

What's Cheetah saying?

- Cheetah say Boy gone in iron bird.

- The hunters took him?

Cheetah say yes.

Oh, Tarzan, they'll take him away.

They'll take him across the sea.

- Jane, be brave.

- Oh, darling, whatever will we do?

Our whole world's gone.

Tarzan find Boy.

Big place. Find Boy.

Tarzan, wait.

You trust me, darling, don't you?

Tarzan always trust Jane.

If it were for any reason less

than our Boy, I'd make you turn back.

We're going into places where men's

minds are more tangled...

...than the worst underbrush

in the jungle, and I'm afraid.

More afraid than I've ever been

in my life.

Everywhere we'll be met

with lies and deceit.

Your honesty and directness

will only be handicaps.

It'd break my heart to see your strength

caught in the quicksands of civilization.

And I'll be the only guide you'll have.

Will you follow me?

Will you do as I say?

I'll try not to fail you.

Jane lead way.

Tarzan follow always.

- Tarzan.

- Gun!

Tarzan sorry.

This must be the plane. Cargo

of wild animals, three men and a boy.

- Boy!

- Tarzan.

The plane was cleared by pilot

Jimmie Shields for New York.

- Jimmie Shields?

- That's correct, sir.

- I'm sorry I haven't more information.

- Oh, you've been very kind.

- But now we must find our Boy.

- Come. We go to New York quick.

- Is it possible to charter a plane?

- No, I'm afraid not.

But our regular mail plane connects

with a clipper for America.

That's due in tomorrow morning.

I can arrange for you to have

a passage on that.

- But it'll cost an awful lot of money.

- We'll pay anything.

Shouldn't this be enough?

Oh, that's more than plenty.

But I doubt our local bank will be able...

...to convert these gold nuggets

into currency.

- Still, I'll arrange letters of credit for you.

- Oh, I wish you would.

Thank you for all your kindness.

Oh, there's just one more detail, madam.

Our local Chinese tailor carries

ladies' and gentlemen's apparel.

Not exactly Paris models

or Bond Street suits.

We do need some clothes.

We better go, darling.

We'll be very busy between now

and tomorrow morning.

Good man. Tarzan thank.

Oh, not at all, sir.

I hope you find your boy all right.

Bigger suit, you try on.

This is last one. Careful, please.

Three pounds, please. No can do.

No more jackets.

But we're leaving tomorrow,

and we must have clothes.

- Can't you make some?

- Take time, missy.

Well, I'll triple the price.

I try.

- Suit ready, missy. This way please.

- Very well. Tarzan, you must stay.

The tailor has to measure you. Sorry, but

we must get clothes to go to New York.

- Jane get clothes. Tarzan better without.

- Now, darling, you promised.

Cheetah, you behave yourself.

You look wonderful, darling.

Scratch. No good.

Take off. Put on in New York.

No, no, no, you've got

to get used to it.

There.

- Thank you so much.

- Missy pleased, Sun Lee pleased.

Cheetah, come.

Well, where is she?

Stone jungle.

Yes, a man-made jungle.

- Natives live there?

- Yes, they live and they work there.

- Why?

- To help them concentrate their efforts.

- Get things done in a hurry. Save time.

- Save time? Why?

Darling, you're asking me a question all

the sages haven't been able to answer.

We're going down.

We're going to land.

Now, these are 30-day permits.

- You understand, lady, don't you?

- Yes.

Mike, call up the pilot's room. See

if they know where Jimmie Shields is.

He's in Alaska by now or the South Pole,

that is if he has the price of the gas.

Right over there, please.

There are some routine things to attend

to, like fingerprinting, just routine.

- Come, Tarzan.

- Hurry. Find Boy.

You must be patient, darling.

We're almost finished.

Cheetah. Now, Cheetah, stop it.

- Sorry, she gets playful sometimes.

- Cheetah thirsty.

Here's where Shields stays,

the Gloucester Hotel.

- I'm very grateful.

- Sure.

- Find Boy!

- We will...

...since we know

where the pilot lives.

Go! Go. Cheetah!

- Taxi?

- Yes, please.

- House on wheels?

- It's called a taxicab, dear.

Taxicab?

Don't worry! Lt'll hold together!

Open the door, darling. Thank you.

Gloucester Hotel, please.

Cheetah, you'd better sit

over here, dear.

I hope that monkey's tame.

You don't need to worry.

She's quite friendly.

Just so long as she knows it.

Man know trail?

Of course, darling.

Taxi drivers know the city.

- Like Tarzan know jungle.

- Yes, like Tarzan know jungle.

- War dance. Where natives?

- There're no natives. That's music.

It comes out of that little box.

It's called a radio.

Radio?

Woman sick. Cry for witch doctor.

You should be a critic, darling.

There. How's that?

Good. Now radio good.

I don't like it. I don't like it.

Jasper, grab these bags.

Jaconi tribe. Put clothes on him too.

Oh, darling.

- Here you are.

- Oh, thank you, ma'am.

Thank you. Come, Tarzan.

Why, good afternoon.

Good afternoon. We'd like to see

Mr. Jimmie Shields, please.

I'm sorry, but Mr. Shields

isn't in now.

As a matter of fact, he hasn't

been here for several days.

Did he have a little

boy staying with him?

A cute little boy,

sun-brown curly hair?

- Why, no madam.

- Where Boy?

I don't know. All I know is

he didn't bring any boy here.

- Where Shields now?

- That's anybody's guess.

He'll probably turn up in a day or two.

He usually does.

You'll have him contact us

when he gets back?

- Yes, madam.

- I think we'd better take a suite.

Yes, madam,

but what about the gorilla?

Cheetah? She's part of the family.

- She'll be all right, I promise you.

- Very well, madam.

Cheetah, thank the kind gentleman

for letting you stay.

- Hey, what is this?

- Cheetah say thank you.

Take him away!

- Better sit down, dear.

- Follow me, please.

Thank you.

It's all right, boys.

She's just like one of the family.

- Anything else?

- No, thank you.

Thanks, lady.

- Are you looking for Jimmie Shields?

- Yes, we are.

The minute he

gets back from a trip...

...he heads straight for the Club

Moonbeam. His girlfriend sings there.

I don't know her name, but she may

put you wise to when he'll be back.

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