The People That Time Forgot Page #2

You almost got yourself killed.

Listen, your family's newspaper

may be paying for this trip,

but from now on, just quit

clowning around. Understand?

Come on. Now, don't get sore at the major.

Look, I was with him for three years

in France. He's all right.

He's just a little worried about what he's

got us into, you being a lady and all.

You promised to forget that, remember?

As for McBride, don't worry,

I can look after myself.

I'm going to have to cut about 10 inches

off each of those blades

to balance them off.

Then we're going to lose a lot of thrust.

Will it get us in the air?

If none of us has

too big a breakfast, yes.

How long do you figure it'll take?

Well, with the rudder and all

the other items, it's going to be...

it's going to be about 3 or 4 days.

Can't afford to lose that much time.

- You two game to go in on foot?

- Yes!

- Yes.

- You're crazy!

For all we know, Tyler could be sitting

just on the other side of these hills.

We get up to that ridge, we may be able

to see some of those peaks he described.

We'll be heading due south.

In 3 days time, I'll send up a flare, at 9:00

in the morning and 3:00 in the afternoon.

We could be back

before you're through here.

- What about the goddamn monsters?

- Trust me.

I looked after you in France, didn't I?

The way I remember it,

I was the one who saved your life.

That's what I mean, Hogan.

I owe you one, right?

Right.

Well, let's get started.

You still annoyed

at having to bring me along?

No, not really. It's just that certain

kinds of girls are hard to take.

Oh, you mean my kind?

Well, the world's a changing place, McBride.

You know what the real problem is?

You just can't stand competition.

Lady, I believe in a man

doing a man's work, that's all.

- What is it, doc?

- It can only be one thing... prehistoric.

Definitely prehistoric.

That's human.

Ben!

- You hurt?

- No. Thanks.

A genuine cavegirl.

She'll suit you perfectly.

She's all yours, doc. You're the expert.

In fossils, perhaps.

This is a little outside my field.

Don't touch!

She speaks English.

- That's crazy.

- No, it doesn't make sense.

Ben. See this knife she's carrying?

It's a Bowie knife.

I don't know how the hell she got it.

Well, yes, she must have been

in contact with Tyler.

- Tyler.

- Good God! She knows the name.

What is your name?

Ajor.

Ajor, listen, did Tyler teach you

to speak our language?

Yes. He teach you, too?

No. Tyler and me learned together.

Grow up together.

Tyler is a friend of mine.

I guess he's a friend of yours, too?

Was good man...

all gone.

Gone now.

Ajor has no friends.

- No people.

- Pull that photograph of Tyler.

Ajor...

Look.

Go on... take it.

Your friend Tyler seems

to have made quite an impression.

Why don't you...

go and light a fire or something?

Right, I've got the whole story.

She comes from a race of people

called the Galu.

It's a Stone Age tribe,

or at least it was when Tyler

and a girl called Lisa stumbled into

one of their settlements.

Lisa, wasn't that the girl

that Tyler rescued?

That's right. The only other survivor

of the original party.

Go on.

Well, it appears that Tyler and the girl

were welcomed by the Galu

- and lived with them for more than 2 years.

- I'm glad somebody's friendly.

During that time,

they taught the Galu farming skills,

generally helped them advance

from the Stone Age into the Iron Age.

Why is she so upset over Tyler's picture?

Because another more advanced race,

called the Naga,

didn't like the competition.

They massacred every Galu

they could lay their hands on.

Is... Tyler dead?

Well, there's a chance that Tyler

and Lisa may have been captured.

The Nagas usually sacrifice their prisoners

to appease their volcano god.

Well, in this case, it would make

more sense to keep them alive.

Their knowledge would help

the advance of the Nagas.

Well, I hope not.

They sound a pretty vile bunch.

Ajor was one of the few Galus to escape.

And she's been on the run ever since.

- When did all this happen?

- About 4 months ago.

Then there's a good chance

that Tyler may still be alive.

Can Ajor take us to where the Nagas live?

Goddamn it, another one. I told you...

I told you what I was going to do.

I told you.

Don't these things ever sleep?

The island never sleeps.

Here.

Take it away! Take it away! Take it away!

Oh, God!

- That's a big one.

- Oh, that's a beauty!

That's a Poecilotheria fasciata.

It's not funny!

I don't believe it, Charly.

I thought nothing could faze you.

Hairy plane ride, Ajor's friend in the forest,

you took them on without blinking an eye.

- And along comes this little spider...

- Little?

It was cute.

It was kind of cuddly, too, wasn't it?

Now, stop it.

You're making my flesh creep.

At least it proves you're human.

Well, everyone has

their breaking point, McBride.

With me, it's spiders.

With you... it's me.

- What is it?

- Band-lu.

- A hunting party?

- I hope they're not hunting us.

In that case,

I shall try and get a picture.

Hold it.

Galu! Galu!

Flare pistol.

Ajor, no!

His name is Mikay.

He was good friend of Tyler.

Did he have time to say

anything about Tyler?

He was taken with many others

to mountain of skulls,

the city where the Nagas live.

- Can you take us there?

- Yes. But it's hopeless.

Even if you can get in,

you can never escape Nagoramata.

- Who's he?

- The volcano god of the Nagas.

He rules the land.

No one can go against his will and live.

- Where's Ajor going?

- She's looking for the entrance to a cave.

If she finds it,

it'll make life a lot easier.

We'd be crazy to go over the top

if there's a shortcut.

Ben!

Get out of here!

You bounder!

Leave me! Leave me!

He's awake.

Ben? Ben, can you hear me?

Norfolk, Charly, you all right?

We thought you were dead.

Where are we?

At the entrance of the Band-lu camp,

behind you, up the slope.

Any idea what they plan to do with us?

I think we're some sort of offering.

These stakes were in the ground

when we got here.

You mean a sacrificial offering?

No.

No, not religious.

Something more practical.

Somebody's dinner then?

Sorry, Charly.

You're okay, you know that?

I think it's better not to talk.

Some of them hunt by sound,

rather than smell.

Oh, good girl, my notes.

I get for you. Band-lu not see.

Great. No gun, no ammunition.

God knows what we'll do if they follow us.

They won't. They're afraid

to cross over the boundary.

Hogan to Polar Queen.

Hogan to Polar Queen.

Look, I can't hear you. I just hope

you're still out there, all right?

Our repairs to the plane are just about

finished. I still have to test-fly the ship.

If she checks out all right,

then I'm going to look out for the major.

From what I've seen of this place,

there's going to be a problem

in trying to find somewhere to land.

Anyway, the deal is, if they're not back

after 3 weeks, I fly out on my own.

So don't you go on off

without me, you hear?

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