The Jungle Book Page #3

- Ah, yes.

And the treasures,

they're piling higher and higher.

'Til one day black jungle

is becoming very angry...

and is swallowing the whole city.

And it was lost forever?

And all these centuries, it's been waiting

for the right man to come and find her.

Men like us.

Lots of men have gone

in search of lost city,

but no one is ever returning.

To go into the black jungle is

to invite death. Understand?

Unless, of course, one knows the way.

- The jungle boy!

- Precisely.

But, uh, getting his cooperation...

may take some... persuasion.

What you looking at?

- I have seen that hat.

- That's King Louis of France.

King Louis. If you see him,

tell him I know who took his hat.

I'll do that.

Captain William Boone.

Mind your manners, Mowgli.

Hello, William.

Hello, my dear. I thought

I'd pay you a surprise visit...

seeing as we've been, uh, too busy

to see each other of late.

I brought you these.

I know they're your favorite.

Thank you.

You're very sweet.

So... lessons going well, I hope?

- Very well.

- Good, good.

Attentive fellow, isn't he?

Yes, very.

I've been doing a lot of thinking...

about you and I.

- You have?

- Yes.

And, uh, well...

Katherine Ann Brydon,

will you marry me?

- William, I'm flattered.

- Good. Then it's settled.

- But my father's planning on

sending me back to England...

- Shh.

I've already spoken to your father,

and he feels this is the better offer.

Oh, I don't know what to say.

Then don't say anything.

Oh, Katherine, we shall be the

most perfect couple in all India.

- We'll have success, wealth, power.

- Love?

Yes, yes, that too, of course.

You know, I feel awful. I've been quite remiss

in my duties to you of late, haven't I?

I'll tell you what. Why don't

I take your friend... What's his name?

- Mowgli.

- Mowgli. Mowgli. Yes.

Why don't I take him for a tour of the

palace. You'd like that, wouldn't you?

You know, William, you can be quite

sweet when you put your mind to it.

This one is a personal

favorite of mine.

You, um... You thrust it into your

opponent's belly, like that, you see?

And then you twist it a little...

and you rip out his stomach.

Then do you... eat him?

- No, of course not.

- Does he want to eat you?

Why, no.

Then why kill him?

Because he's your enemy.

What is enemy?

Someone you hate.

What is hate?

Fifteenth century. Smart little

buggers back then, weren't they?

And this one.

- This one belongs to you, doesn't it?

- Mm.

Where did you get it?

- From Monkey City.

- Monkey City?

Was there more treasure there?

More like this?

In Monkey City, there's

mountains of treasure.

Mountains, you say?

I want you to take me to this, um,

Monkey City of yours.

- No!

- No?

For heaven's sake, why not?

Only those who keep

the jungle law may go.

My dear boy, I'm a British officer.

My job is to keep the law.

- You keep not the jungle law.

- Look here.

I don't know about any jungle law,

but I do keep man's law.

And man's law rules around here.

Man has many laws.

Most about killing.

You kill for sport...

and anger and treasure.

The jungle law say

we may only kill to eat...

or to keep from being eaten.

You know, you almost sound like a man,

instead of an animal that's been

trained to sound like one.

The more I learn what is a man,

the more I want to be an animal.

I hunt animals, you know?

Maybe someday...

you hunt me.

Thank you for inviting me,

Dr. Plumford.

Oh, think nothing of it, my boy.

Now, look at that.

The color and majesty of India.

The exquisite manners

and food of England.

All the bare necessities of life.

Oh, incidentally,

I was joking about the food.

Adrian.

My, my, my, but don't

we look dandy tonight?

- What does he think he looks like?

- I'm not entirely sure, Billy.

But perhaps he could teach us

how the apes dance, hmm?

That would be fascinating.

And then we were supposed to name these

monkeys and I couldn't remember the names.

Come on.

May I?

Fascinating. Come, Katherine.

Your father has a little

announcement he'd like to make.

Thank you.

All right, ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen, if I could

have your attention please.

I have an announcement to make.

This evening, to my great

surprise and delight,

one of the finest young men that

I've ever had the privilege to know,

has sought my consent

to marry my daughter, Katherine,

she having accepted his proposal.

Nowadays, of course, parents are

the last to know these things.

Still, never having been one to stand

in the way of progress or true love,

I am glad to give that consent.

And so it is with the greatest pleasure,

that I announce the engagement...

of Katherine Ann Brydon

to Captain William Boone.

A toast...

to Katherine and William.

Katherine and William!

What does this mean, Doctor?

It means, Mowgli, that they are to wed.

It means...

she belongs to him.

Excuse me, Doctor.

Dreadfully sorry, old bean.

Pardon me, old chap.

The poor thing.

Let him go.

Katherine!

Mowgli! Mowgli, where are you going?

- To my home.

- You can't go back.

- You're not an animal. You're a man.

- I am not a man!

And I am not an animal.

Please don't leave.

Why should I stay?

I run with the wolf pack.

You...

must run with the man pack.

It is the proper thing.

I will shame your house no more.

You know, I think you

owe me an apology.

- There's been a mistake, William.

- Mistake?

I can't marry you.

I won't marry you.

No, Katherine!

I think it is you who is mistaken.

I realize this adolescent infatuation you

have with this savage has addled your brain,

but I can't allow you to make a fool of me and I

will not lose you to some puerile jungle boy!

You sure you won't reconsider?

After all, Captain Boone is...

No, Father.

Ah, well.

Sure you'll be very happy in England.

Yes, I'm sure I will be.

I shall miss you dreadfully.

We're ready.

Well, then, where do you suppose

my little brown brother has got to?

Oh, nothing personal.

Keep your eyes open, laddies.

A bob for the man that spots him.

Ahhh! Me sweets!

Baloo?

Baloo?

Dr. Plumford.! Dr. Plumford.!

Where's the doctor?

They just left to bring Miss Katherine

to the ship to England.

- Where?

- They're on the road to Jaipur.

Go on.

Hyah!

You'll absolutely love their house.

Right across from Holland Park.

- Bloody hell!

- Bandits. Get down.

What's happening?

Make room! Return fire!

- Father! Doctor, help him!

- Geoffrey?

Farewell, sahib!

You!

Mowgli!

Why did they do this?

They want me to come for her.

They know I'll come for her.

You saved my life, Mowgli.

Yes, Doctor.

Now I need you...

to save the life of another.

You bloody swine! Leave her alone!

Ow! Get off me!

- Rememberme, Colonel, sahib?

- Let me go.!

Yes, I remember you.

Buldeo, you bloody coward!

Let me go!

- Hello, darlin'.

- Sergeant Harley.

Aye. Look who's here, lad.

Hello, Katherine.

- Looks like the last dance belongs to me.

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