The Son Of Kong Page #4

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- Get that ladder up.

- What was that?

I said, get the ladder up.

Oh! And I promote you.

- You'll be mate now.

- That's fine. Who's gonna be captain?

I'm taking command, of course.

Clear the decks. Get back to work.

Do you think that

we got rid of a good captain...

so we could have a bad one?

We're through with captains on this ship.

He wants to be boss.

Let him go with the rest of the bosses.

Yo-ho!

Ha!

That's where all captains belong,

over the side.

Bon voygee, Captain Helstrom.

Something tells me we've got a passenger.

Well...

How nice to see you again,

under the circumstances.

Skipper, have we got to save him?

Hey, Skipper, when the natives see us,

I bet they'll throw a party.

Well, maybe not a party.

It's the chief.

Hey, did you throw that, you rat?

He says yes, he did,

because his village is destroyed...

and his people are killed, and it's all our

fault for leading Kong inside the wall.

Well, tell him not to attack us.

Tell him we overcame Kong...

and we're still big mates.

Come on, Charlie, shove off.

We've got to find another place to land.

What's the good of this?

There's no way out.

Well, it's the only place we've seen

where we could get a foot ashore.

Maybe we can climb up someplace.

You stick with me, kid.

A fly couldn't climb out of here.

Yeah, here's a way out.

Wait till I take a look.

- Uh, captain, I...

- Huh?

- About that mutiny, I...

- The less said, the better, Helstrom.

We're all in a tight place together,

and I don't think you'll let us down.

No, no, of course not.

Of course not.

- I didn't know that you came.

- You said stick to you.

Do you obey orders?

Why doesn't Denham come back?

We'd better go look for him.

A smart man like you don't need a gun.

Ha!

Look!

Well, if it isn't the little Kong.

He's stuck in the quicksand.

He can't get out.

I never knew that old Kong had a son.

Don't you think we ought to help him?

Well, how?

If we could get logs and things to him,

maybe he could get out.

- Aren't you afraid of him?

- Yes, sort of.

Well...

It sounds kind of silly,

but I'm sorry for him.

So am I. But I've got a reason.

Animals always know

when you're trying to help them.

I don't believe

he'd hurt us if he got out.

I suppose we're both crazy, but let's try.

Look out, Skipper, that's quicksand.

Skipper, there's a...

Skipper, believe it or not,

there's a little Kong.

What? A little...

- How little?

- Well, just a little one.

- About 12 feet high.

- Good...

Well, what happened? What did you do?

I know it sounds funny, but instead of

shooting him, I helped him out of a jam.

I felt...

Well...

I felt I owed his family something.

You really feel conscience-stricken

about King Kong, don't you?

Whatever you do,

don't mention Little Kong to Helstrom.

- He'd have a nervous breakdown.

- I'd like to break his neck.

We ought to go hunting

and save our rations for emergencies.

This is cut right into the side

of Skull Mountain.

My guess, that temple.

- Maybe big devil live in there.

- A temple?

Helstrom, suppose the treasure

should be hidden here.

That certainly would be wonderful.

- You'd better come along with me, Helstrom.

- We'll meet here at sundown.

My go with Skipper.

Unh!

I'd forgotten you.

You'd better wait right here.

We'll all be back soon.

Do you think I'm going to stay here alone?

Well, all right, then, come on with me.

But be quiet.

And don't talk.

I thought tropical jungles

were full of fruit.

That's what everybody

thinks who's never been...

Look.

Well, we won't starve, anyway.

Good boy, Little Kong.

Say, can he scrap, just like his old man.

- Look, he's hurt.

- Huh?

Poor Little Kong.

Do you suppose he knew he was helping us?

Of course not.

You want me to believe he was grateful?

Well, he did save us, didn't he?

And how do we know what animals think?

Let's go and help him.

Are you game?

Yes, if you are.

Wait.

If you talk, very calmly...

sometimes that keeps animals quiet.

- You frightened him.

- Yeah, that's too bad.

Was I too rough with him?

Poor old boy.

Baby Kong.

Yeah, some baby.

You're not a patch on your old man.

I must be completely cuckoo

to be doing this.

Giving you a rst-aid treatment

instead of running like blazes.

Guess it must be remorse or something.

You see...

I'm the guy that knocked out your pop

with a gas bomb and then...

carried him off to New York in chains.

I've been sorry for it ever since.

Yeah, you see, the poor old geezer

got shot at the finish.

I guess if I'd left him alone...

we'd all have been better off.

This is sort of an apology.

There you are, boy.

Two good deeds in one day

for something that size...

we ought to be caught up

on our good deeds for a year.

I wish I had one of those coconuts.

I'll see what I can do about it.

Hey, look what you're doing,

you big dummy.

I wish you'd be a little more careful

of what you wish for.

Hey.

You better lie down and do your sleeping.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to go to sleep.

I was helping you keep watch.

I have to keep watch of you.

That's the third time I've caught you.

Aren't you going to signal

the others again?

Well, there's no use

wasting any more ammunition.

They'd have answered those shots

I red if they'd heard them.

You better lie down.

Here.

Take my coat for a pillow.

- You'll need it.

- No, I won't. I'll keep the fire going.

There you are.

You're a grand little scout.

I'm sorry I got you

into all this mess, kid.

You didn't.

I came.

Well, then I'm glad they wouldn't

let you stay on the ship.

But I'm just another trouble.

You told me not to come on the boat.

- Good night, kid.

- Good night.

It's gone.

What fashion animal

you call that, huh? I no like.

Here's your gun.

Well, that leaves only one shotgun

among us.

It's light enough now.

We better go and look

for Denham and the girl.

Mm. Heh.

- Well.

- Good morning.

Good morning.

- No sign of the Skipper?

- No.

I'll fire one more shot.

Our guardian angel.

Hey, look.

I'm going to try and get into this place.

If you have no objections.

You're sure you don't mind?

Well, that's fine.

Listen, you attend to your business

and I'll attend to mine.

Look! The treasure!

The treasure of the island!

I was expecting you.

Come on, baby.

We've found it!

Please, Little Kong, help us.

Hand it down.

Attaboy, Kong.

Stick to me, kid,

and you'll wear diamonds.

Look at them.

Just look at them. We're rich.

We're all rich.

Well, what are you going to do with them?

Huh?

Yeah, I guess maybe a sailboat

would be more useful.

Hey, put that down.

Hey, look out!

You'll shoot yourself, you half-wit.

Hey!

Hey, look out! You want to kill somebody?

Sure, you've fixed everything now.

You big rummy.

Do you think he's dead?

Denham.

That's the Skipper.

- What's happened? Where's your gun?

- It's broken, Skipper, but listen...

What? Both guns gone? We can't

stay here. Let's go back to the boat.

Helstrom, the treasure, I...

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