Tom and Huck Page #3

Nobody's gonna miss you when you're gone.

[ Sheriff]

Here you go.

Thank you.

[ Clears Throat ]

[ Sighs ]

Injun Joe's on the move.

What made you

come back, Huck?

I figured if you did it alone,

you'd probably splotch it up.

Yeah, probably.

[ Man Snoring ]

[ Snoring Continues ]

[ Man ]

You better watch your mouth.

[ Arguing, Fighting ]

[ Arguing, Chatting ]

[ Injun Joe ]

Some kid dropped a marble in the graveyard.

- You see this here?

- He's got my marble.

Agh!

Eh, probably a drunk.

- It ain't Muff Potter.

- [ Laughing ] It's so.

The only stumblin' he's gonna be doin'

is at the end of a rope.

- Shut up--

- [ Clears Throat ]

Partner.

Yeah,Joe... partner.

[ Man ]

Come on, move.! Let's move.

Watch it. Watch it.

C'mon, hit me.

[ Grunting ]

Nice little pirogue

you got there.

Come on, Lefty.

All right, Lefty.

Get it out.

That's it, that's it.

[ Man ]

Double hold. Now, c'mon.

All right, separate apart.

Go ahead.

I guess we can use

Muff s raft.

Yeah. I doubt he'll be usin' it

anytime soon.

We better hide the raft

and camp out 'til first light.

[ Bird Squawking ]

Huck?

Huck?

Huck?

Huck!

[ Laughing ]

[ Snoring ]

He's drunk asleep.

Shouldn't be too hard

to get that map.

Yeah. Let's get it

and ""git.''

[ Snoring Continues ]

Ain't ya comin'?

One map don't need

the two of us.

I'll wait here.

[ Snoring ]

[ Twig Cracks ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Groans ]

[ Sighs ]

- [ Snoring Continues ]

- Go.

[ Snorts ]

[ Sneezes ]

[ Pots Crashing ]

Them goddamn wild boars.

Hah!

[ Sighs ]

You had to sneeze.

- [ Thunderclaps ]

- Muff s raft must've washed away in the storm.

I guess we'll have to take

the long way back to Hannibal.

But I'll tell ya, your ol' aunt's gonna tar

the head off of you...

if she finds out you've been out with me

all this time.

What?

- It's the old haunted house.

- So?

Ghosts don't come out 'til night anyways.

[ Sniffling ]

- [ Clanking ]

- Then what was that?

I don't know,

but it's gettin' closer.

Then what are we

standing here for?

[ Door Creaking ]

Tom. Tom.

- [ Creaking ]

- What was that?

They say this place

is haunted.

Ahh!

With rats maybe.

[ Creaking Continues ]

[ Injun Joe ]

Let's go to work.

According to Murrell's map...

it should be

right next to the fireplace.

[ Injun Joe ]

Hey, dig faster,you stinkin'hog.

I'm doin'all the work.

That's a damn lie!

I'm diggin' like a chick on the beach.

- Move over.

- Ahh!

Quit your bellyachin'

and dig.

- [ Emmett ] You sure about the fireplace?

- Ain't that what I said?

[ Emmett ] Well, if it's the right place,

he sure buried it deep.

- I'm halfway to China.

-Just keep diggin!

You see?

Right here.

Fireplace.!

I think I found somethin'.

Great snakes!

[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming ]

I gotta get outta here.!

[ Screaming Continues ]

Shut up.!

You screamin' coward.

That wasn't ghosts.

It was cobwebs.!

Now, c'mon!

[ Emmett ]

Well, no need to hit me.

[ Grunting ]

God, that's heavy!

Go ahead and knock it off.

Quick.

[ Gasping ]

Good Lord.! Look at you.

You beautiful money.

Hello, Texas

and the good life.

No!

- What?

- We'll wait.

'Til after the trial.

I've got to testify.

Make sure Muff takes the blame

for Doc's murder.

- Where're we gonna keep it in the meantime?

- Number two under the cross.

- Load up. I've got some things

to take care of in town.

- Number two under the cross.

[ Emmett Grunting ]

Look who's doin' all the durn work.

Raining like pouring pigs

on a rawhide. Well--

No more map.

No more Muff.

[ Tom ]

Number two under the cross.

- [ Huck ] If you ask me,

we're better off not knowin!

- Why?

Why? 'Cause we're pushin'our luck

messin'with Injun Joe.

It's the best way I know of

to get killed.

Yeah. They say he's the best knife fighter

on the whole Mississippi.

No.

My pap's the best.

Taught Injun Joe

everything he knows.

Your pap knew

Injun Joe?

They met in jail.

See, my pap was always runnin'

from the law, 'cept when he was

beatin' me like a rented mule.

Anyways, he taughtJoe

how to throw a knife.

He taught me too.

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

Huck, you hear that?

[ Ringing Continues ]

Them's church bells.

- Nah. It ain't Sunday.

- Oh.

Them's funeral bells.

You're right.

[Joe ]

He sold it to Doug Tanner-- No, wait.

Mickey Douglas got the marble

from his cousin in St. Louis...

who traded it to Alfred Temple,

who sold it to...Johnny Miller.

No, wait. Alfred sold it to--

[ Grunting ]

-Just tell me who owned it last, boy.

- Tom Sawyer owned it last.

But it don't matter now

'cause now Tom's dead.

That's too bad.

I'm so sad.

Yeah, that's it.

Run, fat boy.

Run!

Tom Sawyer's hat.

They found it in the wreckage

of Muff Potter's boat.

The mighty Mississippi

claims another life.

And while there's some comfort

in knowing Tom's fate...

-he was so young,just a boy.

- Hey, that's my hat.

- And a good boy.

- It's me.

[ Laughs ]

They think I'm dead. Can you believe it?

Boy, this is the best trick that's ever been

played in the history of Hannibal ever.

They actually miss me.

What do you think of that?

- I don't know. I ain't never been missed.

- [ Becky ] I can't believe it.

I can't believe he's gone.

I wish I could see him just one more time.

- I'd tell him I love him.

- [ Gasps ]

And I'd hold him close,

and I'd kiss him...

right in front

of everybody.

- Hey, I'm still here.

- Huck!

[Judge ]

His spirit...

a bit mischievous.

We have to admit there's a little bit

ofTom Sawyer in all of us.

I know I speak for everyone

when I say...

I am going to miss you.

- [ Mourners Weeping ]

- I'm beginnin' to miss me too.

- To accept this loss--

- How long you gonna make your aunt suffer?

What are you

talkin' about?

Look.

[ Crying ]

She does look kinda sad,

doesn't she?

- [ Sobbing ]

- Aunt Polly, please don't cry.

You got all these people

bawling their eyes out for ya.

- Go home, Tom.

- [Judge ] Lord, we'd give anything...

to have Tom back with us

right now.

Amen.

[ Chatting In Amazement ]

[ Woman ]

It's Tom Sawyer.!

[ Laughs ]

Tom! Tom!

Oh, Tom!

Hello, Becky.

Becky Thatcher!

Now that you're alive

again, Tom Sawyer...

you should set your mind

to being useful.

Ayoung man doesn't want

to waste his time...

foolin' folks and fallin' out

of church ceilings.

She is absolutely right.

- Come on. We're going home.

- Ow! Ow!

[ Tom ] Aunt Polly, I just fell

1 5 feet onto a hard floor. Ow.!

I don't say it wasn't

a finejoke, Tom.

But to keep everybody suffering

while you had a good time.!

Hang you, Tom!

Can't you ever learn anything?

I've a mind to having you whitewashin'

the whole town for what you did.

Shall I get

some more soap, Mother?

I don't know why you're smilin', Sid.

You're next!

Ahh.

[ Clinking Noise ]

- Huck, whatcha doin'?

- I'm packing.

What for?

- It's time to move on down the river.

- Why?

Why? 'Cause it's what I do. I never stay long

in one place. I gotta keep movin'.

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