The Adventures of Huck Finn Page #3

- I'll go below.

- Oh!

- Oh!

Please don't kill me, boys.

Please don't kill me!

You're a lyin'thief, joe Turner, and now

you're gonna pay for it with your life!

Wait, listen! You can keep my share,

I won't tell nobody!

It's too late for that now!

Ohh! Ohh!

This thing's sinkin'

quicker than we figured!

Yeah, let's get the booty

and get outta here!

- You can't just leave me here. You can't

leave me! - You killed your own partner.

He deserved the bullet

I gave him!

Uhhh!

Aaah!

Damn! One more like that

and she's had it!

You can't just leave me here, boys.

You can't just leave me!

- Ah, shut up!

- Uhh!

- Hey, get over here!

- Aaah!

- Who are you?

- Nobody.

- What're you doin' here?

- Nothin'.

Grab the silver!

Oh, my God!

We're goin' down!

Aaah!

- We best be goin',Jim! There's pirates

on board! - I know, I know!

The canoe!

Damn!

- They must have a boat on the other

side! Come on! - Let's get it!

There it is!

Move it, move it!

- Come on! Help me, Jim!

- I'm comin', I'm comin'!

I feel sort of bad for them

murderers dyin'like that.

I might end up bein'

murderer myself someday,

and how would I like it,

drownin'on some barge?

- Huck?

- Yeah, Jim.

If you was to hear that your Pap wasn't

ever gonna return to St. Petersburg,

like, if he up and

died or some such, would

you still help me to

get to Cairo and be free?

Or would you go on back home?

I'd go back, most likely, just to see

the look on people's faces.

We'd both go back, Jim,

bein' the right thing and all.

Yeah. Sure, bein'

the right thing and all.

Don't you worry. I'll make sure

Miss Watson takes you back.

Smell that, Huck?

Smells like freedom.

If that's Cairo,

I'm a free man!

And when I'm free,

I'm gonna work hard...

and save every penny and buy

my wife and my children.

And if they won't sell 'em,

I'll steal 'em!

You wouldn't.

Only if they won't

sell 'em, Huck.

They're my wife and my children. It

ain't right that they be bought and sold.

Someone gonna do it.

Ought to be me.

Listen to yourself.

Ya hear what you're sayin'?

Sellin' people and usin' 'em

for slaves ain't right, Huck.

- Somehow... - That's the way it is,

and that's the way it's always been.

But it ain't right, Huck.

Don't ya see that to be true?

Slavery ain't right.

All men should be free.

I've never heard

such talk in my life.

Right then I knew

what I was doin' was wicked.

And I could feel the hand of God

about to take a swing at me.

Then suddenly I knew what I had to do.

I had to turn Jim in.

Say, uh...Jim?

- Yeah, Huck.

- All these towns lookin'the same,

how're we gonna know

which one's Cairo?

- We'll see the Ohio River comin' in,

won't we? - We might miss it.

I'll tell you what. Next time we

see someone I'll grab a log,

- paddle ashore and ask 'em. - Don't worry,

Huck. We'll see the Ohio River comin'in.

But we might miss it!

Best make sure.

Yeah.

Sure, Huck.

- Find anything, boys?

-Nothin' over here!

I know we're close, Huck.

We're safe!

You really don't have to do this!

Cairo could be anywhere.

I'll be right back.

I'd come mighty close to helpin'set Jim

free and goin'to hell for it.

But now I was gonna

do what's right,

and I was startin'

to feel real good.

There he goes...

true blue Huck Finn.

The only white gentleman ever kept

his promise to old Jim.

Huck Finn, a man of his word.

A man who sticks by his friends

come hell or high water.

I'm mighty proud to know him.

Ah, shut up, Jim.

Never forget ya, Huck.

Best friend I ever had.

I felt just sick,

but I says to myself,

"Self, you's got to tell on 'im.

It's the only right thing to do. "

- You boy! That a raft out there yonder?

- Yes, sir, it is.

- Is it yours?

- Yes, sir.

Any men on it?

just one, sir.

We're lookin'for five slaves

that ran away last night.

The man on the raft,

is he white or black?

He's white.

And maybe you're one of them abolitionist

boys that likes to help runaway slaves?

- I believe we'd better look for ourselves.

- Oh, I wish you would.

'Cause it's my Pap out

there, and he's awful

sick. And so is my mom,

my sister, my brother...

You said there was

one man on that raft.

I saw your guns and just

got scared, I guess.

Need a tow over,

if ya don't mind.

We do mind, boy.

We're in a hurry.

- Oh, come on, get on board.

- Thank ya.

People usually just run away when I tell

'em my whole family is sick as dogs.

- What's wrong with 'em?

- Well...

my sister's pukin' everywhere,

my ma's smellin' real bad,

- my brother's skin's kinda rottin'

off his body. - Oh!

Pa... Oh,

it's disgusting!

Your whole family's got the pox, boy!

You wanna spread it around?

But I've asked everybody,

and nobody'll help me.

Downstream about 20 miles is

another town. You go ask them!

- Would that be Cairo? - No, Cairo

ain't for another hundred miles.

Listen, boy!

Next time, don't tell people what ya got.

Just lie your little face off. Now, get!

Uhhh! I can't believe

you're not gonna help us.

The smell on that raft's

just killin' me.

You see any runaway

slaves, boy, you get some

help and nab 'em. You

can make some money.

You bet, sir. I won't let

no runaway slaves get by me.

True blue Huck Finn.

It's always so damn troublesome

doin'right and so damn easy doin' wrong.

But I decided from now on, I'm just

gonna do whatever come handiest.

- You mean French people don't talk

the same as us? - Why, no, Jim.

You couldn't understand

a single word they said.

- Oh, I suppose you could.

- You suppose right.

I was taught some of

their jabber out of books.

- Oooh, you know some of their jabber, huh?

- Yeah, I do.

What would you think if a man came up

to you and said, " Pallee-voo Franzee?"

- I wouldn't think nothin'.

I'd just bust him over the head.

He ain't sayin' nothin' bad!

He just asked you if you talk French.

- Well, why didn't he just say it?

- He did just say it.

No, he didn't!

He said, " Pallee-voo Francine!"

Well, that's a Frenchman's way

of askin' if you talk French.

It's a stupid way of askin' it!

- It ain't stupid!

- Well, it is! It's ridiculous!

- It ain't ridiculous.

We just talk different.

- Lookit here, Jim! Does a cat talk like

we do? - No, a cat don't.

- Does a cow?

- No, a cow don't neither.

Does a cat talk like a cow

or a cow like a cat?

All right, all right. No, they don't.

They talk different.

Right! And French people talk

different than us! Ya see?

I rest my case!

All right, Mr. Finn.

- Is a cow a cat?

- No.

- Is a cat a cow?

- No.

- Is a cow a man?

- No, Jim.

- Is a cat a man?

- No.

- Is a Frenchman a man?

- Yeah.

Then we don't he

talk like a man?

Poke.

You see?

I rest my case.

You know... you've got

a point there, Jim.

And the point is...

just because you're taught

somethin's right,

and everybody believes

it's right,

it don't make it right.

You get my meaning?

Yeah, I do.

-Jim! Let's get!

- Huh!

Jump, Huck! Jump!

-Jump!

- Aaah!

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