The Most Dangerous Game Page #4

Not at all.

One does not kill a female animal.

If you lose,

I can easily recapture her alive.

All right.

I'll take her with me then.

We'll set him a trail

he'll remember.

It's only fair to advise you

against Fog Hollow.

Outdoor chess, Mr. Rainsford.

Don't lose your nerve.

We'll beat this thing.

- The others didn't.

- We will.

Come on.

Let's get going.

It seems as though

we've come miles.

Yeah, but three hours

doesn't take you far in this jungle.

Come on.

Let's keep going.

Come on.

Just a little more of this,

then easy downhill going.

We'll soon be safe.

No wonder he was so sure.

This island is no bigger

than a deer park.

Oh, Bob!

Come on, now.

What are we going to do?

We didn't each live through a shipwreck

to let this crazy man hunter worry us.

I shouldn't have come with you.

You might beat him if you were alone.

Alone? And leave you here

with that savage?

Not a chance.

Now we've got to think

of something to worry him.

You'd never get near him.

He'd shoot on sight.

Weapons aren't everything

in the jungle.

Say, did you notice

that leaning tree down there?

- The one we just passed?

- Yes. I want to show you something.

You see? If that supporting branch

were cut away...

this fallen tree would make a perfect

Malay deadfall.

A Malay deadfall? What's that?

A man-killing contraption

the natives use.

It would stop that madman,

all right.

Trouble is, it takes

quite a few hours to build.

He said he wouldn't follow

till midnight.

That's right. If you help me,

I think we'll have time.

Come on.

We'll cut some strong vines.

There. Almost ready.

This bracelet of yours makes

a fine guide ring for my necktie.

He'll have been on his way

almost an hour now.

Look out!

Don't touch that trip line.

You'll have a two-ton tree

down on your back.

- Jungle wood's as heavy as iron.

- Will it really work?

I've never known a living thing

to get by one yet.

Look here.

You touch that trip line...

it'll pull that trigger free.

Once that's loose, there's nothing

to keep the log from coming down.

It'll crash down

and kill anything underneath it.

Look.

We're ready.

Let him come.

Give me that knife.

Come out, Rainsford.

Why prolong it?

I'll not bungle this shot.

You'll never even feel it.

But surely you don't think

that anyone who has hunted leopards...

would follow you

into that ambush?

Oh, very well.

If you choose to play the leopard...

I shall hunt you

like a leopard.

Wait. Maybe it's a trick.

Eve.

Why did he go?

He's playing with us...

like a cat with a mouse.

What do you mean?

You heard him say he'd hunt us

as he'd hunt a leopard.

That means he's gone

for his high-powered rifle.

His rifle?

Oh, Bob, we must get away from here!

- Run, quick!

- Eve, wait.

- No, I tell you, no!

- Don't stop! No!

Wait. That's Fog Hollow ahead.

- Fog Hollow?

- The swamp where he caught the others.

We haven't a chance

of keeping ahead of him there.

- But there's no place else to run.

- That's just what he's counting on.

We've got two hours till dawn. We've got

to use our brains instead of our legs.

But he'll have his rifle.

And we'll have a man trap.

Look.

It makes me dizzy.

Cover this over.

When Mr. Zaroff falls down there,

he'll be all through hunting.

Quick. Gather some leaves and grass.

I'll cut some branches.

Yes. Very good, Rainsford.

Very good.

You have not won yet.

Look at your watch.

Are you looking at it?

Still half an hour till sunrise.

Swamp or no swamp,

we can keep ahead of him that long.

As you are doubtless saying,

the odds are against me.

You have made my rifle useless

in the fog.

You cannot blame me

if I overcome that obstacle.

Those animals I cornered...

now I know how they felt.

Achmed, Miss Trowbridge...

bring her here.

Now!

My dear Rainsford,

I congratulate you.

You have beaten me.

Not yet.

Oh, but of course.

I insist.

Why, you're...

You're not even wounded.

You hit the dog not me.

I took a chance

and went over with him.

A clever trick, Rainsford.

I cheerfully admit defeat.

Here's the key

of the boathouse.

The door is

in the trophy room.

You and Miss Trowbridge

may leave at once.

No!

Ohh!

Bob!

Eve!

The boat! Quick!

Impossible.

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