Tom and Huck Page #2

Warts follow cat.

I'm done with you.''

- That'll fetch any wart.

- Sounds right.

- So when you gonna try?

- Tonight.

Let me go with ya, Huck.

You might get scared.

I ain't scared of nothin'.

[ Wolf Howling ]

[ Huck Making

Eerie Sounds ]

Dead seems kinda lively tonight,

don't they?

Baah!

[ Doc Robinson ]

Be careful.!

Hmm.

[ Mumbling ]

- [ Huck ] Who are they?

- [ Tom ] The two on the right ain't so bad.

The skinny one's Doc Robinson,

and the fat one's Muff Potter.

Muff wouldn't hurt a fly.

That third fellow there?

- That's Injun Joe.

- Injun Joe?

You know him?

Let's just say

I met him once...

and I ain't in a hurry

to meet him again.

They're goin' for

one of them old graves.

[ Grunting ]

[ Shovel Thumping ]

[ Doc Whispering ]

That's it. That's it.

W-Would it be all right...

if we stopped for a...

a little libation?

- What?

- I need me a drink.

No! Haul it up!

And hurry.

Yep.! C'mon, c'mon.

Pry it up. Tip it over.

Murrell!

One-eyed Murrell? My God!

[ Chuckles ]

Put the coffin back.

Cover up your tracks.

- Hey, not so fast.

- Get your hands off me.

- Gimme that box.

- Doc,Joe, let's talk this over like gentle--

What'd you do that for?

That's just not right.

Is it, Doc?

Come here.

- Come on, now. I got ya.

- It's a treasure map.

Oh.!

[ Groans ]

Murrell's treasure?

Murrell's lost treasure?

By glory, we're rich!

[ Doc ]

It's mine.!

Oooh!

[ Groaning ]

No.

[ Doc Whimpering ]

[ Mumbling ]

What are you doing with that thing?

[ Doc Groaning ]

- We gotta tell the sheriff.

- I ain't tellin'nobody.

Unless you're dumber than I think you are,

you're gonna keep your mouth shut too.

But we seen a murder.

Yeah. And there's gonna be two more murders

if we squeak on Injun Joe.

Killin' us would mean less to him

than drowning a few cats.

[ Panting ]

I guess you're right. We can't tell nobody.

You're damn right.

Just to make sure

you don't change your mind...

we're gonna swear

an oath.

We'll write it down

and sign it in blood.

Our blood?

Unless you wanna go back and borrow some

from Doc Robinson.

You do it.

I ain't much good at writin'.

Damn!

I lost my marble!

We've got bigger things

to worry about.

Now, would you please

write this down?

- [ Sighs ]

- I'm sorry.

Huck Finn

and Tom Sawyer...

swear they'll keep shut...

about what they seen.

May they drop down dead

if they ever tell a soul.

And rot.

And rot.

Now we sign it.

""H'' is for Huck.

""F'' for Finn.

Thanks.

[ Thunderclaps ]

I'm gonna kill you,

Tom Sawyer.

[ Growling ]

No-o-o!

No!

[ Panting ]

Bad dream?

Ow! Mother, Mother!

Tom hit me with a pillow!

[ Excited Chatting ]

[ Man ]

C'mon.! C'mon.! Right down here.

Hey, Tom.!

School's been called off.

- Why? What for?

- There's been a murder.

I didn't do it!

I swear I didn't do it!

- What happened to your face?

- I-I-I don't know, but I swear I didn't do it.

Look what I found!

It's Muff Potter's knife.

- I sold it to him last winter.

- I say lynch him. Lynch him now!

- You've gotta believe me!

- No.

-[ Injun Joe ] I saw the murder.

- [ Crowd ] Hang him up.

Oh. Oh,Joe.

Thank the Lord.

You tell them now.

You tell them--

You tell them it ain't me.

Tell us

what you know.

Yeah, I passed through here

last night.

And I saw Muff and Doc Robinson,

diggin' up that there grave.

[ Crowd Mumbling ]

Then in a drunken rage,

I saw Muff stab the doc.

[ Crowd Yelling ]

String him up!

That ain't the way it happened.

I swear.

We found the map

to Murrell's treasure.

- And then Joe and Doc got to fightin'.

- Murrell's treasure.

You hear that, people?

More drunk talk from Muff Potter.

Murrell's lost treasure

is an old wives' tale.

I know the history

of this entire county...

and I'm telling you

it doesn't exist.

But I seen the map!

I say you're lyin'.

I say

there ain't no map.

- And there never was.

-[ Man ] String him up.!

Who all thinks Muff Potter's

a drunk...

a liar and a murderer,

raise your hand!

[ Shouting ]

I say hang him!

All right, folks.

Let's just hold on here. Now, hold on.

Thank you.

Now, you folks wouldn't be trying

to deny me the pleasure...

of presidin' over a trial,

now would ya?

You all right,

Mr. Potter?

After all, what would be the point

of having a new judge in town...

- if you won't let me judge anything?

- We all know he's guilty.!

- Ow! Hey!

- We all know you're an idiot, Ed Dobbins.

Listen to me,

you pointy-headed ghouls.

Muff Potter may be

the scum of the earth...

but he deserves a fair trial,

and I aim to see he gets one.

Judge, how soon can you

get this business started?

I should be able to start hearin' evidence

day after tomorrow.

Settled. Now, the rest of you good citizens,

you be on your way.

Let the law do its job.

Come on.

Let's go, Muff.

I didn't do it, Tom.

I swear. I didn't do it.

[ Children ] # There's gonna be a hanging

There's gonna be a hanging #

You wanna drop dead

and rot?

Muff s innocent, Huck.

We gotta help him.

We ain't gotta do nothin'.

You'd let him hang

for somethin' he didn't do?

It ain't no skin

off my back.

What if we could get

the map?

We could prove Muff was tellin' the truth,

and it wouldn't make us break our oath.

Only one little problem.

That map is in Injun Joe's pocket.

- Well, if you're scared--

- Why should I stick my neck out

for Muff Potter?

- 'Cause we know he didn't do it.

- So?

- So not doin' anything about it is wrong.

- Says who?

[ Sighs ]

- What if it was you in Muff s shoes?

- It ain't.

- What if it was me?

- If you was that stupid...

maybe you'd deserve

what was comin' to you.

It's not

what friends do, Huck.

I thought

we was friends.

Maybe I don't know

what you're talkin' about.

## [ Humming ]

- Hello, Tom.

- Hey, Becky.

Sorry I pushed you

in the creek yesterday.

You can push me in

if you want to.

I would.

I just don't feel like it right now.

Thank you.

What's the matter, Tom?

Oh, nothin'.

- You can tell me.

- [ Sighs ]

I won't ever tell

anybody.

[ Sighs ]

Here.

This is for you.

Thanks.

You ever been engaged,

Becky?

No.

How do you do it?

Well, you gotta tell the person

that you love 'im.

Then what?

Well, then you're supposed

to kiss.

- Really?

- Sure.

- You first.

- I love you. There. Now you gotta say it to me.

Turn your face away.

- And you can't tell anybody ever.

- I won't.

I love you.

Well, I... guess everything's done

but the kissin' part.

[ Gasps ]

Here.

Oh, Tom, it's, it's--

What is it?

- It's your engagement ring.

- It's beautiful.

It sure is. Why, when I was engaged

to Amy Lawrence, she--

What? You mean,

I'm not the first?

Yeah. But, Becky, that was ages ago.

Two months at least.

- I hate you.

- What?

I hate you,

and I hope you die!

What'd I do?

[ Boy ]

Guys, that's Injun Joe. Run!

This here belong

to any of you?

- Hah!

- [ Gasps ]

- Uh, anybody come to see me, Sheriff?

- Muff, don't be stupid.

Nobody cares about you.

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