The Adventures of Mark Twain Page #3

Still not satisfactory.

Adam, please!

What l need is a change of scene.

I escaped last night.

But she hunted me out.

We'll immigrate again...

...when the occasion offers.

Sunday.

Why, l--

For Adam, Sunday was getting

to be more and more trying.

It was selected and set apart...

...as the day of rest.

I go to the water

when I need someone to talk to.

It is a good friend to me...

...and my only one.

It talks when I talk.

It is sad when I am sad.

And it comforts me with sympathy.

She nearly strangled

and said it was most uncomfortable.

This made her sorry for the creatures

that live there, which she calls...

-... ''fosh. ''

-Fish.

I don't see that they are

any happier than they were before.

Only quieter.

He is avoiding me...

...and seems to wish

I would not talk to him.

So I made friends with the animals.

She thinks that things aren't right.

The buzzard, for instance.

She thinks it was intended

to live on decayed flesh.

But we cannot overturn the whole

scheme to accommodate the buzzard.

They both should fall...

...or they both should fly.

I don't know which.

One of these is a fake.

Congratulations, my dear.

You have discovered

the law of gravity.

Why so l have.

l always say it's best to prove things

by actual experiment...

...or you'll never get educated.

Don't you agree?

Oh, l do indeed.

Knowledge is not easily come by.

But there is a fine

adult-education course nearby...

...if you're interested

in that sort of thing.

Really?

She has taken up with a snake,

and I'm glad...

...because the snake talks,

and this enables me to get some rest.

But he advised her

to keep away from that tree.

He told her it would bring

death into the world.

But that's wonderful, Adam.

You'll have fresh meat

for the buzzards...

...and the lions and tigers can quit

eating that ridiculous grass.

Have you ever looked

at their teeth, Adam?

They aren't herbivores.

-l foresee trouble.

-lf they were meant to eat grass...

-We'll immigrate.

-...they'd have had cuds.

He escaped, and rode all night

as fast as he could go...

...hoping to get clear of the garden

and hide in some other country...

...before the trouble

over that apple should begin.

l've got it. Come on.

That does it.

Too bad.

-Hellfire, hurricanes.

-Holy cow, what was that?

Bully, a lightning storm.

All hands on deck.

Quickly now.

-lt's a blind night out.

-What a storm.

-Homer. Homer, come back.

-All hands, lay to.

-Look out.

-We're gonna crash.

Like hell we are.

Get to your battle stations,

you landlubbers.

-Huck, fasten that boom.

-Great Scott.

Becky, lower the pressure valve.

Gotta find the mark.

Tom!

Fetch the sounding gun.

Sound out.

-Hey, look.

-Sound out.

l'm seeing things, Homer.

The trigger. Pull the trigger!

Mark 1 5. l think.

Fifteen? Can't be.

Huck, look!

What?

-l thought l saw someone.

-Me too.

We've hit a bar.

We're coming about.

Pull in the stabilizer.

-Frog overboard.

-What should l do, Mr. Twain?

-Becky, take the wheel.

-Okay.

-Steady as you go.

-Okay.

-What's happening down there?

-Hang on there, little fella.

-l can't see. What's happening?

-Oh, no.

Homer!

l can't look.

Hang on, Homer.

Hang on.

-He's got him.

-He got him!

Homer.

-Who's the leadsman?

-l am, sir.

Devil reef ahead.

Becky, hard astarboard.

Spin her. Spin her.

Spin her!

-We're heading for the rocks.

-Helm alee. Port your helm.

-No, not that way.

-To the starboard.

Turn, Becky.

-Mr. Twain?

-Starboard!

The other way.

The other way!

What? Oh, no.

-Oh, no.

-Back her, quick.

By God, back the immortal soul

out of her.

The rocks! The rocks!

Oh, no!

Ahead one half!

Mr. Twain!

Now we need altitude.

Up ship.

We'll drop ballast.

Now!

Ahead full.

Here, l'll take her now.

We've lost valuable time.

As deck hands,

you've got a lot to learn.

Of course, training is everything.

l mean, a cauliflower is just

a cabbage with a college education.

l'll show you the ropes later on.

You go down and get warm.

Let's go.

You cabbages.

Welcome to the hurricane deck.

l don't think we're ever

gonna get back home.

Oh, yes, we are.

Tom has got a plan.

Don't you, Tom?

What?

-What in the...?

-Tom!

Aunt Polly?

Welcome to

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.

Well, I lay, if I get a....

-You, Tom, now you get going.

-But, Aunt Polly, I'm an aeronort.

-I'm on a balloon with Huck.

-Aunt Polly?

-What's going on?

-Where'd he go?

We're home.

Oh, Huck, open the door.

Hurry up.

Tom!

That was close.

She was gonna make me

whitewash that old fence again.

Tom Sawyer, you chowderhead.

Open that door.

lf you want off so bad....

-Oh, no.

-Where did it go?

Close enough to home

to bark our shins, and now it's gone.

Look, somebody's coming.

Oh, Mr. Twain.

What's the matter?

Welcome to

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.

Am l already famous?

Don't you care about nothing else,

you lummox?

Fame is a vapor.

The only earthly certainty

is oblivion.

Welcome to

The Mysterious Stranger.

What?

Hello.

Who are you?

An angel.

-What's your name?

-Satan.

-What's the matter?

-Nothing.

Only it's sure a sorry name

for an angel.

-Please, come in.

-A magician.

Come on.

Amazing. lt's like an island.

-Did you see that?

-Mercy's sake.

How did you learn to do that?

l didn't learn it at all.

lt comes naturally to me...

...like other curious things.

-Are you hungry?

-Sure am.

What kind of fruit

do you like the most?

-Oranges.

-Apples.

Grapes.

-Where'd he go?

-What happened to him?

There.

-Oh, boy.

-Can we help?

You may make some people.

l'll make the king and queen.

l'm a make a soldier.

Look at that little village.

There. Here's a buddy.

Now we'll give them life.

They're moving.

Looks like my pap

on Saturday night.

Look. They're moving.

They're just like regular people.

l find you humans quite interesting.

Even though you are a worthless,

greedy lot.

How annoying that sound is.

Fools.

What fascinations there are

on this planet.

Strange mortals

with curious customs.

We'll have a storm now...

...and an earthquake, if you like.

You must stand aside,

out of danger.

l can do no wrong...

...for l do not know what it is.

You murdered them.

Never mind them.

People are of no value.

We could make more sometime...

...if we need them.

Life itself is only a vision...

...a dream.

Nothing exists

save empty space and you.

And you are but a thought.

l wanna go home.

-Welcome to lnjun Joe.

-Reckon l'm getting out of here.

No, Huck.

Not that way, Huck.

-Mr. Twain, close the door!

-Mr. Twain, close the door!

Remember your old friend,

lnjun Joe?

Mr. Twain, why did you do this?

l realized that

from the cradle up...

...l have been like

the rest of the race...

...never quite sane at night.

But, Mr. Twain....

Welcome To

The Damned Human Race.

That does it.

We're only waiting

for the right moment now.

-Right moment for what?

-Yeah.

Becky, do you swear not to tell?

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