The Jungle Book Page #2

Time to wake up. Tell Uncle Harley

where you got the dagger.

Come on!

You little...

Hold him! Hold him!

Push him in! Push him in!

Sergeant Harley.!

Come to order, if you please.!

What is going on here?

This is the, uh, intruder we caught.

I'm aware of that, but does detaining a prisoner

mean you have to beat him half to death?

He kicked me in the sweets, sir.

- Your sweets, eh, Harley?

- Sir!

- What's his name?

- Don't know, sir.

What is your name?

If I may say so, sir, congratulations

on your perfect Hindi, sir.

- Shut up, Wilkins.

- Sorry, sir. Stupid...

He, um, hasn't said a word.

Not yet, anyway.

But I can assure you, sir,

I intend to investigate

this business personally.

All right, Boone.You're a good man.

I will entrust him to your care.

Kindly show the boy some charity.

- Carry on.

- Very good, sir.

You heard the man, Sergeant.

Show the boy some... charity.

Stupid jungly!

- Father?

- Katherine, how are you?

Fine. What is that boy

doing in the dungeon?

Well, it's self-evident. He stole into

the palace and broke into your bedroom.

He's gentle and harmless.

Well, tell that to

Sgt. Harley's sweets.

- I'm sorry?

- Nevermind. Nevermind.

- Anyway, he's Captain Boone's concern now.

- Father, please, listen.

Speaking of Captain Boone,

no news for your old father?

- Father, please.

- Hello, Geoffrey.!

Isn't it all very, very exciting?

Exciting? What?

The boy, Father. He's Mowgli.

Mowgli? Mowgli, the boy...

Your little friend?

No, it couldn't possibly be.

He's was five years old.

No child could survive in the jungle.

Not for ten minutes, much less...

It's your mother's bracelet.

I gave this to you when you were...

Yes, and I gave it to a small boy

named Mowgli. Remember?

Could it be him?

Well, it's our duty to help him.

Be a fascinating case study,

Geoffrey.

You know, chart his development, his

ability to learn language, to reason.

Find out the effects of growing up

away from civilization. It's...

- A unique scientific...

- Opportunity!

- Exactly.

- Exactly.

- Thought this out, haven'tyou?

- Just came to us.

Spontaneously.

What am I supposed to do?

Invite him for the weekend?

Well, we've been preparing a place

for him outside in the garden shed.

So he won't feel so confined.

Of course. Just came to you.

Splendid!

Where did you get the dagger?

Harley, my dull friend,

your Hindi is worse than your breath.

- He's really something, this one, isn't he?

- He's an animal, isn't he?

Hello, William,

John, Sgt. Harley.

- Miss Katherine!

- Katherine. What are you doing down here?

Dr. Plumford and I believe your new prisoner's

the jungle boy the villagers all talk about.

- The one raised by the animals?

- Yes.

We want to help him re-enter

man's world, teach him to speak.

But he's vicious and uncivilized.

Then we'll make him civilized.

What did you do to him?

He did it to himself.

We tried to stop him.

He has, miss. He's done it to himself.

He's mad, you see.

Don't put your fingers in there, miss.

He'll bite them off.

Mowgli.

K-Kitty?

Shh. Billy.

If he can be taught to speak,

then he can be made to talk.

Come on, Mowgli.

Come on. Good. Nice hot English

bath for you. You'll enjoy it.

There's nothing to be scared about.

Splendid.

All right, then.

All right, then.

Thank you.

Hey!

Hey!

Ah, look.

- "A."

- "A."

- "B."

- "B."

- "C."

- "C."

O, P, Q Rrr, Sss, T, U, V.

- No, no, no! Clockwise.

- Clockwise.

Clockwise.

- Engine.

- En-gine.

- Fire.

- Fire.

- Pass.

- Pass.

Road, people, roof,

window and door.

Next. Ah. Lots of water.

Boat. Boat.

- Boat.

- Good, Mowgli. Well done.

Lake. R... Mowgli!

Next.

- Prince Albert.

- Prince Albert.

- Al-bert.

- Albert.

- Albert.

- Albert!

- These are animals.

- These are animals.

Animals are our friends.

Animals are our frien...

What friend?

I'm your friend and, uh,

Dr. Plumford's your friend.

Tongue depressor. Also friend.

Birds are beautiful.

Birds are b-ful.

- Dr. Plumford, please.

- Kitty, I'm trying to examine him.

- Kitty is pest.

- Pest.

- You see? He understands.

- You is pest.

No, no. You are pest.

You are pest.

- Are, are, are. Ahhh.

- Are, are, are.

Ah-ahh-ahhh-ah.

Good.

Birds are beautiful.

Birds are beautiful.

So is you.

So are you.

Yes.You are.

Thank you.

Picking up fast, isn't he?

Where are we going?

Animals are friends.

Isn't that the same bear you fought?

Saving my life?

Baloo?

Yes, Baloo.

Right hand goes here.

One, two, three,

four, five, six.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

It's all right.

Man, woman,

woman.

One man, two women.

Lucky man.

Good.

One, two, three. One, two, three.

Horse, saddle, temple, river Doctor!

This big tree...

No, that's not a boat.

That's Queen Victoria.

House, iron, jump, king.

Lamp, mail, quick, royal, victory.

- Extra, yellow, zebra.!

- Very good!

So, can you speak with the animals?

Yes, but they speak not as men speak.

With animals, every move, every look,

every sound has a meaning.

- Aha.

- The jungle speaks to me.

Because I've learned how to listen.

If you could have spoken

to me the first time in the jungle,

what would you have said? Oh!

Did you, uh... Did you feel anything?

Fire.

Fire?

A great fire.

Oh.

It's late. We'd better go.

Please, stay here.

With me.

I can't.

There are conventions, formalities,

things that are just not done.

I must do what's civilized.

What must I do?

- Katherine!

- Hello, Father.

Don't you " Hello, Father" me! I've had men

combing the whole bloody district looking for you.

Where were you? You were with

that jungle boy, weren't you?

Mowgli, Father. His name is Mowgli.

Savage! He's bred in the jungle,

raised by animals.

It's not right for a girl of

your standing, of your background.

It's... It's not done. Do you hear?

It's just not done!

What's not done?

I haven't done anything.

- People are beginning to talk.

- Well, people always talk, Father.

I just want what's best for you.

Well, I think you want

what's best for you.

I'm sorry, Father.

Yes, well, so am I.

It's my fault, dragging you

halfway around the world.

Well, I'm thinking... perhaps

it's in your best interest if I...

send you home.

To England? But India's my home.

I love it here.

In England you'd have dozens

of handsome young suitors.

It's time you turned your mind to...

settling down.

- I've plenty of time for that.

- No, no. There's no good reason for you to stay on.

Unless.

Unless, of course,

there's a better offer.

- Hmm?

- Yes, Father.

All right,

what's this all about?

What it is all about,

my good Captain, sahib,

is the lost city of Hunaman.

Yeah, yes, I know the legend.

- It is not a legend!

- Oh, no, sahib. Most certainly it is not.

Many thousand years ago

in the time of Hunaman,

deep in the heart of black jungle,

there was a most magnificent city.

All people in Asia traveling there

for a chance to save their souls.

- Bought their way into heaven, did they?

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