Tom Sawyer & Huckleberry Finn Page #6

Stay together!

There's footprints

over this way!

They must have gone

up to the forbidden caves.

- Becky Thatcher's hair band.

Becky!

- Stay together!

- Hello? Hello?

Hey, hey, hey!

We're over here!

So, this is number two.

Come on, Becky.

We gotta get away!

- All right.

- Come on!

Come on!

This is not... not...

Over here.

This is the way.

- Come on, Becky.

- Okay.

Come on, Becky.

Come on.

Through here.

Go! Quick!

Hurry!

Some believe that

those missing youngsters

aren't even stuck in the cave,

but rather that they

would have somehow drowned

and have been flushed

out onto the river.

That's the reason for

all those floating lights.

They were meant to aid

in the search effort.

There she was again,

that mighty Mississippi.

Wide, endless,

powerful as always.

Oh, that was without a doubt

one of the nicest nights

that town or any town

would ever experience.

Long into the wee hours of

the morning, the town ate,

drank, danced, and was merry.

All but the two guests

of honor were present,

since the ordeal of the last

few days took their toll

on their stamina.

They were safely

and soundly fast asleep

in their respective beds.

A day and a night

under those conditions

were not so easy to shake off.

- Start turning.

- Start turning.

- See that there, way up high?

- Yeah.

- On the mountain where

the landslide was, that's it.

Where it's white and rocky,

that is the opening

to our brand-new world,

buddy.

Yippee!

- Let me tell you,

Huckleberry buddy,

from this spot, we can reach

the hole that saved Becky and me

from a certain demise.

And not everybody

can fit in it,

and it's so close,

you can spit on it.

See, Hucky, didn't I tell you

that this is the most

hidden cave opening

in all of

the United States of America?

- Lookie there.

- What's that?

- Somebody... somebody's body.

- That's gotta be Windy.

- Yeah.

Can be pretty sure that he didn't

die of natural causes.

- Injun Joe.

- Injun Joe and that treasure.

It's just plain,

old-fashioned greed.

Come on, Huck.

And that is

exactly what it was.

- And over here, Hucks,

we're gonna see number two.

- Lookie there.

- Well, you best get in there.

- Yeah, hold this.

Right there.

Wow.

Whoa, look at that, Hucky.

Where are the saddlebags?

Hey, Hucky, lookie here.

Hand prints and drops of

tallow on this one side,

but nothing on the other.

- What is that?

- You hear that, too?

One second.

Hucky.

The saddlebag!

We're rich!

- We're rich!

- Come on, let's get it and get out of here.

- Yeah, yeah!

Come on, come on, Hucky.

- Let's see what we got here.

Mr. Thomas.

Smarty Pants Sawyer

and his worthless buddy.

What have our Boy Scouts

found on their journey?

- Nothing. Just a lamp.

Take a look for yourself.

- What'cha gonna do

with the lamp?

- Uh, well, first...

first, you gotta rub it,

you know, to make it work.

Use your hand

or a cloth or a towel.

Whatever works, really.

But after you rub it,

a genie'll come out.

The whole place will

fill with smoke

and you can't see nothin'.

Um, but the genie'll give you

almost anything you want.

Gold, silver,

rubies, cigarettes.

Whatever you want.

Matter of fact,

Tom's got a book on it.

Don't you, Tom?

- Uh, yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, it's...

it's all in there.

- Yeah, yeah.

What's the... what's the name

- of the book you got there?

- Uh...

Uh... uh...

- Uh, "Aladdin"!

"Aladdin and the Magic Lamp."

Yeah.

That's the name of it.

- You little fish heads

could have had a future

if you would have kept your

nose out of my business.

But too bad.

Now, not even Aladdin

can help you.

Hey, Joe!

Grab the saddlebags!

- All right, Mrs. Douglas.

Be careful.

Up you go.

The widow Mrs. Douglas

opened her heart and her home

to offer Huckleberry

the best possible future

and everything that

goes along with it.

- Hey Becky,

you wanna see what I got?

Then just ask me for the time.

Whoa!

Hey, Tom.

How is our treasure

chest finder doing?

Anything, uh, interesting

at the McDouglas caves?

- Uh, no, Mr. Thatcher.

Should anything be going on?

- Exactly that.

Should anything be going on?

Now, Tom, from now on,

nothing will be going on there

because we've, uh, taken some

special safety measures.

- Safety measure...

what kind of safety measures?

- Uh, well, indirectly,

thanks to you,

the safety measures

include, um,

guided trips with constant

accounting of participants.

In addition, we've locked

the entrance to the cave

with a triple closure

made of steel.

Uh, that means no more entry

without the permission

of my office.

And... I personally

have the key.

- Well, sir,

I think that somebody

still might be in there.

- Who on God's earth

could be in there?

- Injun Joe.

- Go first.

Careful fellas,

he might be armed.

Yeah, he's killed before.

- Open the door.

- Ready?

- He's in there.

- What's happening there.

Tom was moved with what he saw

because he knew

from his own experience

how that troubled man suffered

in those final hours.

He felt sorrow,

but the feeling of relief

and the safety was

even stronger,

because Injun Joe was dead.

Vacations have begun,

and Tom was traveling

with Aunt Polly and Sid, just as it

happened each and every year,

to their relatives down

the river in Saint Louis.

Steward?

Steward, could you help us

get our luggage on board?

Tom!

Come here!

It's time for you

to come on board.

- I'm coming, Aunt Polly,

just a minute.

Now look, Huck...

I know that it's been hard,

but it ain't

that difficult, huh?

And even though the old widder may

give you some problems,

she only means the best.

And, when I get back,

we're finally gonna form

a Sawyer-Finn gang.

Tom!

- Just a minute,

Aunt Polly, I'm coming!

Dagnabbit.

- All yours now.

The widder was gonna

confiscate it anyways, so...

ain't no more use to me.

- Okay, but just until we

form the gang, okay?

- Tom Sawyer!

- Just a second, Aunt Polly!

Take care, Huckleberry.

See you.

Then suddenly, just like that,

the day to day mundane,

barren, and empty ritualistic life

returned to this lonely

part of the world

here on the west shore

side of the Mississippi.

When one day Huck's

long lost dad showed up in town

and demanded his share

of the fortune,

he realized that money

doesn't equal happiness.

Huck managed to escape his father,

the Widow Douglas,

and what's even more important,

so-called civilization.

That didn't really work for him.

Together with

runaway slave Jim,

he decided to let

the Mississippi take them

to a place far away

where you can leave

in freedom and without

the restraints of

civilized society.

Widow Miss Douglas

didn't really wanna sell me.

Brotha, she was wailing

the whole day.

But, she didn't

have much choice.

Times are hard and she

really needed the money.

You can't get that kind of

money together.

Besides, I'd-a never again

get to see my wife and kids.

- Well, Jim, now you

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