Tom and Huck Page #6

for the richest boys in Hannibal.

Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!

Hip, hip, hooray!

Thank you,Judge.

Thank you.

Young man,

what's to become of you?

Have you begun to think

about your future?

No, ma'am.

I never really much had a future.

Well, you've got one now.

And you best begin!

[ Woman ]

You are indeed our hero, Tom.!

You're a hero, Tom.

You made the front page.!

- Congratulations.

- So proud.

Fine boy, Tom.

Mighty nice.

Hannibal's proud

of our fine young man.

[ Laughing ]

Huck! Hey, Huck!

Hey, who are you?

What are you doin'here?

- Huck?

- What do you think?

Well, I think one of us

has lost his mind.

Widow Douglas

is gonna adopt me.

The widow?

You're givin' all this up,

move into town?

- Why not?

- Why not? I'll tell you why not.

Huck Finn goin' to church?

Huck Finn goin' to school?

- I start tomorrow mornin'.

- I gotta sit down.

Huck?

- Huck, say it ain't so.

- I gotta get goin'.

I promised the widow

I'd take her to the church social.

Church social?

All right, that's it!

That tears it!

I ain't gonna stop ya.

I'm stayin' here. Somebody's gotta carry on.

Suit yourself, Tom.

I hope things work out for ya.

Nights out here

get awful cold.

Well, you know where to find me

if you change your mind.

And you know where

to find me.

Huck!

Huck, wait for me!

You comin' along?

I guess I got to.

Somebody's gotta look out for ya.

Civilization can be

a pretty dangerous place.

So...

you ready to go put some gray hairs

on your aunt's head?

Whatcha got in mind?

##[ HillbillyFiddles ]

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