Tarzan the Ape Man Page #3

You can't tell me she's dangerous.

Dangerous? I'd hate to interfere

with that child of hers.

- How are they getting on?

- All right, I guess.

Come on, Riano. We can't be here all day.

And the long one. There we are.

- Come here.

- Give me your hand.

- All right, Riano. Push off.

- Yes, bwana.

Harry, aren't you coming with us?

The boys will need

a little firsthand persuasion...

in order to keep going.

We'll be close all the way across.

All right, Riano. Come on. Shove off.

Watch the end here.

I don't think

we'll be able to pole a straight course.

I'm willing to detour.

After all, they live here.

Get in the middle of the raft, Jane,

and stay there.

All right.

I think they're just curious, don't you?

I hope so.

- Riano, gun.

- Yes, master.

- Getting nervous, Jane?

- No, not a bit.

Don't shoot wildly, Jane.

Get them around the ears,

otherwise you just tickle them...

- then they're dangerous.

- I know, Harry. I'll try.

- Get him?

- I think so.

I hope so.

- We'll take the lead, Riano.

- Yes, bwana.

Come on, boys. Pole faster.

- Still like it, Jane?

- I'm crazy about it.

No, I'm crazy to have brought you here.

Why, Father,

they look just like catfish on a rainy day.

Good girl!

Kill him, Holt. I missed him.

Stop poling.

Hold up, Parker. They're getting too thick.

Stay, boys, stop poling now.

What's the matter?

- Fire, Harry, fire.

- I can't. My gun's jammed.

Get him, Holt.

Get going before he comes back.

All right, now. Hurry.

Come on, boys. Push this.

Harry, look out!

He's going under your raft!

Watch out, Holt.

He's coming up underneath you.

Hurry, boys. Pole quicker.

Pole away to the other end.

Never mind me. Help this boy here.

Is he on?

It's too late to do anything about him.

Look out, boys. Here comes the herd.

Pole for shore. Come on.

Let me have your hand, Jane.

- Again, Holt.

- Right.

Here we are now.

Father, come on.

Give me a hand.

Get back in there.

Come on, Riano, let me have a gun.

They're still coming, Parker.

Don't shoot. They'll stampede.

That was friendly of someone.

- Riano, who else is gone?

- Musaki gone, bwana.

- That cry we heard from the river.

- Yes, it must have been.

You get the boys to make camp here.

I'll go see if I can pick up the trail.

- Harry, don't get lost.

- I'll try not to.

Thanks. Tooch, you come along with me.

Come on, Jane. We'll get

a little bit further from the river.

Make way, boys.

- Good. We'll camp here, Riano.

- Yes, bwana.

Put one tent there...

a couple here.

- You boys can camp up there.

- Yes, bwana.

What was that?

Ape.

Look.

White, too.

Father, that cry.

Father, look.

Hello there.

Come down.

Riano, you speak to him.

He can't understand.

Call one of the boys. Try another dialect.

Come down, I tell you, or I'll shoot.

I don't think he even knows what a gun is.

After him, Riano,

or we'll have the whole tribe on us.

Where'd they go, Riano?

Jane, you'd better stick close to us.

Jane, where are you?

Answer me, Jane.

- Parker.

- Why don't you answer?

- Jane, where are you?

- Parker.

What's the matter, Parker?

- Jane. He's taken her.

- What are you talking about?

Don't let me go.

Hold onto me.

He's come to get me!

Don't let him take me!

Let me...

Don't. Let me go.

Let me go, you wild beast!

Get off me! Let go!

Stop!

Let me go, you brute.

Take your hands off me.

Take him away.

Thank you.

- Thank you for protecting me.

- Me?

I said, thank you for protecting me.

- Me.

- No.

- I'm only me for me.

- Me.

No. To you, I'm you.

You.

No.

I'm Jane Parker. Understand?

Jane.

Yes. Jane. You?

And you?

- You.

- Tarzan.

That's right.

Please stop. Let me go. I can't bear this.

What's the use?

Yes. I am hungry.

Hungry.

Tarzan, where are you going?

Tarzan, don't go without me.

I'm afraid of her.

Tarzan, take me with you.

Wait. I'm coming.

Jane! Hello!

Father, here I am! Here in the tree!

I'm here. Father.

Hold it.

Father, here I am. Here in the tree.

Bwana, look there.

All right, Jane. We're coming.

We're coming. Keep still now.

Don't come down, dear.

Stay where you are. We'll help you down.

- Quick, Riano. Get up the tree.

- Yes, bwana.

Go, Riano. Look out for that big ape.

Harry, don't shoot!

There now.

It's all right, dear. Don't cry.

Get the boys together,

and let's get away from here.

Wait a minute, Parker. He may come back.

No, let's go quickly, please.

Hurry.

All right. Come on, boys.

You're in a queer mood, Jane.

Yes, I know.

It must have been a terrible shock.

I've been reproaching myself all the time.

Reproaching yourself? Why?

My dear, you don't need to.

What is it?

- Were you very frightened?

- At first.

I thought he was a savage.

Now I find out he wasn't. That's all.

I can't make it out. How did he get here?

What does it matter? He's happy and...

At least he was until...

Father, did you hear his cry

when that ape was shot?

- He'd probably never been unhappy before.

- My dear, he's not like us.

He's white.

Whether white or not,

those people, living a life like that...

they've no emotions.

- They're hardly human.

- Human.

He's human, all right.

Riano, send some of the boys

out for firewood.

Am I interrupting anything serious?

Jane's got a theory

that you were wrong in killing that ape.

- Wrong?

- Cruel.

To whom?

To him.

Why do you laugh, Harry?

Isn't that the best thing to do?

- Is it funny?

- Funny? Extremely.

That you should be considering

the feelings of a man-ape.

It's a pity I didn't put two bullets

into him and finish the job.

I wouldn't talk like that.

Don't you think it's being

melodramatic and absurd?

- Absurd?

- Extremely.

Bwana, Mohammed dead in water.

- How did it happen?

- Riano find man's footprint in mud.

You better call

the rest of the boys back into camp.

You don't think he did it?

I don't know.

Harry, you can't do that.

- He isn't a wild animal.

- He's a murderer.

So were you to him

when you killed that ape.

We can't stay here and do nothing

while he picks us off one by one.

We've to make him understand

we mean him no harm.

- I could make him listen to me.

- You can't even talk to him.

I know I could make him understand me.

Please let me try.

- It's ridiculous.

- Please let me try. It's worth it, Harry.

Shall we risk it?

- Perhaps if you think it's all right. Yes.

- All right. Go on.

You mustn't do that. You promised.

Harry, let me speak to him.

Harry, you mustn't.

Bwana.

Blood. I got him.

Tarzan.

Jane?

I wish you'd knock

before you enter my boudoir.

I suppose you know

that's going to make your head worse.

- Head?

- Yes, head.

Head. That thick bit under your hair.

No, Tarzan.

Oh, dear.

I really can't make you

any more bandages.

You'll get dizzy. You'll fall.

You'll hurt yourself.

Stop it at once. I'm not a bit amused.

Tarzan. You see, you'll fall.

Tarzan, where are you?

Come up. Where are you?

That wasn't a bit charming.

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