The Adventures of Bullwhip Griffin Page #6

"No matter where you travel

in this life,

you'll always have a home

to come back to. Here. With us."

Bullwhip, why don't you get married?

Well, Master Jack, for one thing,

I never happened to meet

an Indian princess.

It wouldn't have to be that.

What about Arabella?

Oh, now really, Master Jack!

[Stammering] You shouldn't talk like

that. That's not proper. She's a lady.

- You like her, don't you?

- Look, that is not the question.

You're always peeking

at her picture when I put it up.

Please, Master Jack.

She carries the locket

you gave her in sixth grade.

That is enough.

I thought it would make us

really brothers. Brothers-in-law,

and then if you and Arabella

had a house...

Oh, look.

[Stammering] Look here.

- Do you think it's a mother lode?

- Well, you know it could be, Jack.

It certainly could be. Look. Oh!

That's the first time you've

called me Jack, not Master Jack.

We're partners. That is gold! Gold!

Nuggets! Look!

Oh! Oh, look!

It is, it is, it is.

Look at that.

We have to get word to Sutter's Fort.

We have to alert Mr. Bartlett.

Oh, look! We're going to be so rich!

Stop. Careful.

You promised to keep me alive

until another dentist showed up.

Well, we just found out.

Old Bixby, there. He can pull teeth.

Why, he's no certified dentist!

He's pulled teeth before.

He can do it again if he has to.

- Come on, boys. Let's get on with it.

- You'll trust your teeth with Bixby?

Cut Eye, I don't know

what you're stewing about.

You ain't gonna need no dentist,

not where you're going. [laughs]

[Miner] Strike! Big strike!

A man and a boy was digging a grave!

Hit a vein of pure gold!

- Come on, come on.

- Pete, don't... Hold it.

Pete? Pete? Pete.

[Stammering] Don't go.

[Stammering] Don't let loose!

- Don't. You'll...

- [stammering] He'll be all right.

- He's used to this. Don't worry.

- Whoa, boy.

Oh!

[Whinnies]

[Shrieks]

Help! Somebody help!

Sailing up through the Golden Gate

came Arabella

Of whom we momentarily lost track

At once it must be told

She did not search for gold

But to find her butler

and her brother Jack

Thank you.

Permit me, if you will.

My name is Sam Trimble.

Merchant and civic leader

at your service.

As one who appreciates the pulchritude

and charm so rare in our young city,

may I say welcome to San Francisco.

Thank you.

May I ask what brings such a lovely

young lady alone to a place like this?

Well, I'm not really all alone.

My brother is here.

Oh. Big brother?

Little brother. Twelve years old.

Our butler is with him.

- Gold seekers, by any chance?

- Yes.

Boys, bring those things inside.

There's no point in staying out here

in the wet and cold.

And we'll have to figure out a place

for you to stay, a respectable place.

I'm afraid

there aren't too many of them.

Well, isn't there a hotel?

Yes, but you wouldn't want to spend

20 or 30 dollars a night, would you?

There's no telling

when they'll be back.

If the rains ease off, they may stay

in the hills two or three more months.

[Arabella] Oh, really?

Winter had blown its icy breath

into the mountains

The miners could not tolerate the cold

Their tools were strewn about

while their claims gave out

And the gold rush

at last rushed out of gold

Bullwhip, Bullwhip

Bullwhip Griffin

As homeward their recollections roam

Onboard and afloat

Downriver, by boat

Upon theirjourney back home

Remember the first time

we saw the lights of San Francisco?

I sure do. Right after that was

when Judge Higgins stole the map.

Now there's a lesson to remember.

He was the one with the clever,

crooked, cunning schemes

and yet you, Mr. Bartlett and I,

we end up with all the gold.

[Griffin] Come along.

We'll be docking soon.

We should put our things together.

Oh, and one other thing.

There is no advantage

to wearing a money belt

if you keep fussing around and letting

everybody know you've got it.

Passenger Griffin!

[Higgins] Eric Griffin report

to the captain in the wheel house.

Immediately.

Well, now, that is most peculiar. Huh!

I wonder what the captain wants with me.

Excuse me, sir.

Did you see somebody pass by this way?

[Speaks fake Chinese]

I see. You go back there.

All right! You go to our cabin.

I'll see what the captain wants.

Shhh!

- Judge Higgins!

- [Fake Chinese]

I'm gonna have to

ask a little favor of you, boy.

[Struggling]

Give me your word you won't

call, holler or try to run away.

[Muffled struggling]

I don't want to hurt you, boy.

Now, we've been good friends, remember?

Besides, I'm very grateful

to you and Griffin

for excavating my share of the gold

and transporting it from the hills.

Now you listen, Jack. Listen carefully.

It's a very fine point of the law.

But a man's grave is his castle.

Did you know that?

- Mmm...

- Did you know?

- No, sir.

- Well, it is.

A man's grave is his castle.

If you find gold in my grave,

it's no more than right that

I should share in part of it, isn't it?

Yes, sir.

You're a smart boy, Jack.

I knew you'd see it my way

if I explained it clearly to you.

Now, you understand, of course,

that I'm going to have to gag you

and tie you up, huh? But we're

still friends, aren't we? [grunts]

Help! Somebody help me!

Help me! Somebody! Help me!

Help me! Bullwhip!

- Bullwhip, help! Somebody help me!

- [Higgins] Part of this belongs to me!

Jack? What's the matter? Jack?

Help!

Thank you.

[Captain] Man overboard!

Throw the line!

- [Whistle blows]

- Another man overboard!

Bullwhip, the gold.

It's all right. [coughs]

It was Judge Higgins.

He was after me.

- Higgins!

- [Captain] Haul away, men.

Steady, now. Steady on those lines.

[Captain] Hold. Easy, now. Steady.

That's it. Steady.

Easy, now. Give me your hand, son.

Easy, now.

[Captain] Come on. Up we go.

Easy. There we go.

Let me have that blanket.

Keep you warm, son.

There's a big man...

dressed like a coolie.

But he's Judge Higgins.

And he tried to rob me.

Round up the coolies

and take 'em to the wheel house.

All right, folks. Break it up.

Back to your cabins.

- [Captain] We'll be docking soon.

- [Splash]

It's not fair. It isn't.

Everything gone.

After all we've been through.

- It's all my fault.

- No, come on, now. That's silly.

- Come on. Buck up.

- [Sighs]

After all, we are still in California.

And there's still enough gold

for all those who know how to get it.

Fortunately,

we did not lose our scissors.

[Man] All right, boys.

Here's your chance.

In two days, the Robert Emmet

leaves for New York.

Howdy, neighbors.

Where you boys from?

- Charleston, Savannah, New York?

- Boston. Why?

Boston! You gentlemen

are in the best of luck.

I can book you on the Robert Emmet,

leaving in two days.

Step in here,

I'll arrange for the passage.

- We got the tickets...

- Now, will you wait?

At the moment, we are hardly prepared.

$250 each, you can't beat

a price like that to Boston.

That's quite a few haircuts.

[Stammering] Therefore, we had better

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