Tarzan's New York Adventure Page #3

The Club Moonbeam. Thank you.

Find Shields, then we get Boy.

- Cheetah say we go now.

- Cheetah must be patient too.

- Patient?

- Yes, darling.

- All right. Jane be boss here.

- Thank you.

Hello. Would you get me

the Club Moonbeam, please?

- Why Jane talk to that?

- It's a telephone.

To talk a long way, you talk into this.

Telephone good.

Telephone say where Boy is?

Oh, I hope so.

Hello, Club Moonbeam?

Yes, ma'am,

this am the Club Moonbeam.

No, ma'am.

Ain't nobody around here.

- That's excepting me.

- Well, when will someone be there?

Well, maybe 9:
00 tonight.

And that's early.

Well, then I suppose there's

nothing we can do except wait.

- Thank you.

- What telephone say?

Not yet, darling.

We have to wait until it's dark.

Oh, Tarzan, I'm just as impatient as you

are, but there's nothing we can do now.

Come on, let's go and unpack.

- When dark come, find Boy?

- Yes.

I'm sorry, I thought you got

your number. Just a moment, please.

Hello. Hello.

What's that?

This is Sam. Who is this?

What's that?

I said, this is Sam. That's what I said.

What'd you say?

You ain't getting fresh with me,

is you, colored boy?

Don't give me none of that double talk!

Hear me?

Why, you... You... You mush-mouth!

Now what?

Cheetah, what are you doing?

Now, you give me that telephone

right away.

Yes. Don't you dare touch

that anymore. The idea!

Good heavens, what's that?

- Tarzan!

- Big rain good!

Look at your clothes! Come on out

and take those wet things off.

Oh, feel good.

You can't look for Boy

with wet clothes on.

- Why?

- Just isn't done, that's all.

Come on out. I'll call the valet.

You get these wet things off.

Oh, Cheetah, my things.

How could you?

There. Now we're all ready to go.

Cheetah wants help find Boy.

I think it will be better if Cheetah

stays right here.

And, Cheetah, you remember

no more beauty treatments.

Cheetah.

Smells like Swahili swamp.

Why people stay?

It's called "a good time."

Good evening.

Have you reservations?

We're not staying. We're looking

for a friend, Jimmie Shields.

Oh, yes, Mr. Shields isn't here.

Hasn't come in yet.

- Mr. Shields' friend?

- Yes.

- Wanna talk to you.

- Beat it, halfback.

- Break it up.

- Tarzan, don't. She's singing.

- Come on.

- Talk now. You Jimmie's friend?

- Just a minute.

- Hold it, Eddie.

As marvelous as I am,

I can't do two things at once...

...and do them good,

so excuse me a split second.

- What's wrong with Jimmie, a crackup?

- No, we're looking for him.

- We want to talk to him.

- I'm Tarzan.

Tarzan?

Fill in with the "Dance of the Hours"

for 10 minutes, will you, boys?

When Jimmie gets back from Boston

tonight, he'll tell the whole story.

I see. According to the law, someone

had to post a bond for $5000...

...with immigration authorities

before Boy entered the country.

They tried to raise the money,

but they couldn't.

- Tarzan understand.

- This circus man, Sargent...

...posted the bond, and has Boy.

He's at Boundbrook,

Long Island at a circus.

- The show will be out in a half-hour.

- You've been too kind.

Forget it, honey.

Never a cover charge.

Jimmie'll call me,

and I'll tell him you're here.

Meanwhile, watch out for Sargent.

He works fast.

- Tarzan get Boy.

- I'll gamble on that.

Cheetah!

Cheetah! Cheetah, how could you?

Cheetah!

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

- Thank you.

- We go now.

Good idea, before someone

begins hollering for the gendarmes.

- I'm awfully sorry.

- Thanks. Come again.

Get out there as soon as you can.

Good luck.

- That's my hat!

- It ought to fit you now.

What is that?

Elephant language?

Yes. Tarzan taught me.

I was telling Allie...

...about the baby elephants

in the jungle.

The fun we used to have together. She'd

like to go back and play with them.

I told Allie I wish

we could go back together.

It's a pity we ever took you away...

...to troupe under a piece of canvas

with thugs like Sargent and Buck.

Mr. Mountford, a lot of times

I've been gonna run away.

Go back to the jungle.

It doesn't make much difference

where I go anymore.

Were you telling her about Tarzan?

I told her there wouldn't be fun

in the jungle without Tarzan.

She's heard about him.

All the elephants have.

They'd know Tarzan if he came here

and spoke to them.

Your father was a great man,

wasn't he?

Yes, Mr. Mountford.

He wasn't like men here in civilization.

He was big and alive, like the jungle.

Mr. Mountford, at noon,

sometimes when I go for a walk...

...I look up at a skyscraper. Sometimes

I think Tarzan's up there too...

...in the clouds, just like he was

in the escarpment.

Gee, the fun we used to have.

- Why's Pinkus out of his cage?

- I was playing with him.

Did I tell you to stop taking

the animals out?

- Yes.

- Well, put him back.

- Please, Mr. Buck.

- Pinkus wasn't hurting anybody.

Cut out the slobbering

and put him back.

- Kid, where you going?

- I've got cablegram for Mr. Sargent.

I'll take it.

We're due to fold in a couple

of days if this keeps up.

Less than $400

in the house tonight.

Here, maybe this will solve

our problems.

- Sawdust and spangles!

- It's from the Matson Show.

From Tim Matson. Listen to this.

"Will give you $ 100,000 for Boy

and all rights to his act."

A hundred grand. Say, that's the softest

take we've had in quite a while.

"Meet show in Rio de Janeiro

on the 10th. You can make it...

...by South American clipper if you leave

on the sixth. Regards, Tim Matson."

This is the fourth. That gives us

two days to get money for the tickets.

We should clear that much

if we stall payroll tomorrow night.

Then the kid's their worry, not ours.

- How's the kid tonight?

- All right.

- He's pretty good around Mountie.

- Keep him happy.

- He means a lot to us.

- Leave it to me, colonel.

Cheetah, stay!

- Tarzan.

- What's that?

Over there.

Quick. Get the kid off

the lot while I stall him.

- Say, mister.

- Yeah?

- Where is Mr. Sargent?

- In that red wagon.

- In here?

- Yeah.

- Where Boy?

- Boy? What boy?

Our son.

He's here. We've come for him.

If you've lost your son, I'm sorry,

but why pick on me?

- Tell truth.

- Don't come closer.

Darling, please.

Remember, Tarzan...

...you promised to do as I asked.

- Your wife is a sensible woman.

- You don't mind going now...

- Mr. Sargent, it's no use evading things.

We know you have Boy because you

posted an immigration bond for him.

Boy here.

- Tarzan!

- Hey, Jack.

Gather the boys at the red wagon.

- Right.

- Go ahead.

- Satisfied?

- No.

- Tarzan not go till we find Boy!

- You're going right now.

There's no Boy around here,

and I'm tired trying to convince you.

What does that mean?

Now find Boy.

All right, break it up.

Spread out, men.

Come on. Spread out, boys.

Tarzan!

Don't worry. I brought the cops along

in case, knowing Mr. Sargent as I do.

It looks like you guessed right.

Come on now, boys, clear out.

- Now we get Boy.

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