Tarzan's Secret Treasure Page #3

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caused by mountains and craters

on the moon.

I used to like him. He looked so friendly.

Well, you have got new friends now.

Say, by the way...

when are you going to show us the place

where you found the gold?

You mean our secret?

Tomorrow morning. Before anybody's up.

Good. Fine.

I'm so happy Boy's getting a chance to see

something of the wonders of science.

I can never thank you enough.

That's nothing. We're glad to do it.

Professor Elliott has

another surprise for you.

Movies.

Movies? What's that?

Wait till you see.

O'Doul has the projection machine

set up now.

Come on, Boy. You too, Tumbo.

Looks like

we'll be getting up early in the morning.

All ready to start now in a minute, folks.

Sit down there

and make yourselves comfortable.

Isn't it exciting?

There is speed for you, Tarzan.

That train goes at least 100 miles an hour.

Why?

- It gets you there faster.

- Why?

Well, to save time, of course.

What do with time?

I'm afraid he has you there, Vandermeer.

Look, Boy. Airplane.

Look, Tumbo, airplane.

That's what Mr. Medford's going to get us

when we get the gold.

Is that all?

Now, it's way past your bedtime, Boy.

You better go to bed.

- But I'm not a bit sleepy.

- Boy, go.

- Good night, Mother.

- Good night, darling.

Good night, Tarzan. Come on, Tumbo.

- Good night, Boy.

- Good night, everybody.

Boy said something

about you and gold and an airplane.

Yes, Medford. What was all that about?

Nothing much.

Just that the other day Boy told me

he'd discovered gold on the escarpment.

Gold up here?

Naturally, I told him

what a great piece of luck it would be...

and I told him about the things

he could buy with gold.

Like the airplanes.

But that's such nonsense.

Little boys tell the most fantastic tales.

That's that.

I'm afraid Boy's going to be disappointed

about the plane.

But, Medford, why didn't you mention

this gold business before?

It was a bit hard to believe, Professor.

I wanted to wait around and dig

and see if I could find the gold.

- No.

- This is any man's country up here.

- Nobody owns this part of the world.

- Tarzan's country.

This is not any man's country.

This is our home.

And we'd be very poor guests indeed...

if we repaid your hospitality by doing

anything to displease Tarzan or yourself.

- I know you'll agree with me on that point.

- Of course.

Jane, come.

Coming.

Good night. Sleep easily.

We leave tomorrow morning...

and you and your family will have

your home to yourselves again.

- Jane, come.

- Coming, darling. Thank you, Professor.

Good night.

I'm afraid the O'Douls are born

to be poor to the end of their days.

This is a scientific expedition, and

I'll not permit it to turn into a gold hunt.

- Are you afraid of that savage?

- It isn't that...

but I don't believe we'd have much chance

against him in the jungle.

It's simply that

we've been given to understand...

that there is no gold to be had here

and I believe it.

I want to believe it. I like Tarzan.

He's created a beautiful home

in this paradise here...

and I wouldn't want to see it

overrun and destroyed.

I hope you gentlemen

will feel the same way. Good night.

Good night, Professor.

- Thanks.

- Come on.

A little touch of vertigo that hit me.

I thought for a moment there

I'd been drinking.

- You better go to bed now.

- Yes.

You better go to bed and stay there.

- Boy.

- Tarzan, don't wake him now.

Get two airplanes, give one to Tumbo.

I hope all the excitement hasn't upset him.

We better let him sleep. You can talk

to him in the morning. Come on.

You mustn't be angry with him, dear.

He realizes so little yet.

Boy good. People bad.

And we mustn't blame them

for wanting gold.

In the outside world,

gold means as much to them...

as the strength in your arms

means to you.

People... fools.

Not all of them.

But none of them have what we have.

Tarzan have Jane.

They'll be gone tomorrow,

and we'll be alone again.

Wonderfully alone as we've always been.

Has it seemed a long time, Tarzan?

Sun make one safari for Jane and Tarzan.

A poet couldn't have said that

more beautifully.

Come.

My, the water's beautiful tonight.

Not water. Jane.

As nice little Mr. O'Doul would say,

"'Tis blarney you're giving me."

Blarney?

Well, we call it love, darling.

Do you remember

when we first used to swim here?

Tarzan remember.

To think that I was ever frightened of you.

You know, Tarzan, when a man meets

a young lady in the outside world...

he doesn't dare behave

not one bit like you did.

What man do?

Well, they shake hands.

That is, if she offers him her hand.

Then he bows from the hips,

and asks permission to call.

And then if she's of age...

he takes her to some parties

or theater or somewhere to dine.

And then if he decides

he wants her for his wife...

he goes to see her father.

Why? What do with father?

To ask his permission

to marry his daughter.

Why?

That's the way it's done. Politely.

With etiquette.

Too much talk. Tarzan way better.

Yes. It is better.

Remember? Tarzan, big hand...

Jane, little hand?

- The last one, Mr. Medford.

- You sure?

Yes, sir. I hunted all over the bottom.

There's no more.

- It's not much, is it?

- Is it enough to buy an airplane?

There must be more.

Tarzan knows

where there's a whole mountain of it.

He knows where it is?

- That's what he said.

- I knew there must be more of it.

This isn't river gold.

It came from a vein of almost solid metal.

We've been waiting breakfast for you.

What have you been doing?

We were sure you were wrong

about there not being any gold here.

Look at these. Boy brought them up

from the bed of the river.

Men say they go last night.

Now, let's be friends and talk this over.

Boy told us you know

where there's a mountain full of gold.

- Go!

- Please, madam, let's be sensible.

We'll handle the entire operations...

and there will be great wealth for all of us.

You can be the richest woman

in the world.

I've no wish to be.

I told you last night, this is our home.

We don't want it disturbed.

I was hoping you'd understand.

Suppose we don't choose to recognize

that you and he have any right...

Tarzan say go.

Now, wait a minute...

Jane, Boy, home.

Men go.

That man is a madman, Professor.

- There is gold here. Just as the boy said.

- I see.

There's every indication

it's a very rich vein.

Safari go.

I'm sorry, Tarzan, I didn't know this

or it wouldn't have happened.

We'd be ready to start now

if O'Doul hadn't suddenly been taken ill.

He's very sick at the moment.

We'll leave immediately he's well.

- Little man sick?

- Touch of fever.

- Where?

- There.

Ubardi plague. Tarzan cure.

Is Mr. Tarzan gone?

Yes, but he'll be back soon,

I'm pretty sure.

Then I want to tell you

something about him.

- I was back in old Dublin just now.

- Take it easy.

I was departing here, Professor.

I'm certain I was.

And then Mr. Tarzan walked in...

I stopped, I couldn't go on.

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