Tom Sawyer Page #4

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- Why?

I don't want be alone in the cave.

- Are you having fun?

- I guess.

How do you like being a hero?

Not much, Sir. No one'll leave me alone.

- Everyone always wants something from me.

- Such is the price of fame.

There's even something in the newspaper. Some cocoa?

- No thanks.

- Becky told me...

about the mishap you took the blame for.

- It was nothing at all.

- That was very noble.

Sir, if you knew everything I've had a hand in!

- And Sid has collected for the thrashing.

- I'll leave you two alone for a time.

- I'm sure you have a lot to talk about.

- No, I need to see Huck.

He's my friend.

I'm sorry, Becky. Thanks for the cocoa.

Goodbye, Thomas.

Huck!

Huck!

Huck!

Are you still mad?

This place stinks rotten.

There's dead, rotting meat here.

We couldn't let Muff down.

We? I'm never part of "we"!

We're friends.

What we have sworn with blood?

We were there?

I'll do better next time. Here. It's worth 40 cents.

You can't make something like this good.

- Why not?

- Because Indian Joe is chasing us.

- I said nothing about you!

- He'll take revenge.

Our scalps, he'll tear them

off and wear them on his belt.

Maybe he's already here.

Hucky, let's get out of here!

Now?

- We're going to Tierra del Fuego.

- And never coming back?

Never. Never again.

- That you're with me again?

- Word of honor. Or I rot.

On to Tierra del Fuego!

I'm Captain Tom Sawyer!

And I'm Huck Finn, the terror of the seas.

Rudder to starboard!

- A bit to port!

- Aye, Captain.

The Mississippi!

Yes, we did it!

Yes!

Yes!

- We're pirates of the Mississippi!

- Yes, that's us!

Jackson Island. That's Jackson

Island right in front of us.

- All hands on Deck.

- Aye, aye, Captain.

Prepare for landing!

Ready the bow line.

Yes, we did it! Yes!

We're the greatest!

Let's moor the raft!

Slowly!

Miss Polly... I'm sorry!

Shut the door!

Huck?

Up there.

How far is it to Tierra del Fuego?

I guess a couple of days.

Everything here is full of ghosts.

The Murrel gang...

They divided up their booty here.

- Here?

- Until they got themselves into a mess.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Not one survived.

Not one?

Not one. Ever since then they

haunt and guard their treasure.

Did you see the torches?

- The deputies are everywhere.

- They didn't even notice when...

when I rode a horse right by them.

- Let's keep our heads down here for the winter.

- I'm not going to hide like a cold little rat.

I'll be out of here by winter.

Crap!

- The good old Murrels.

- What did you find, Joe?

Bloody Hell! This is...

This is gold!

This is gold! Thousands of dollars

- The Treasure of the Murrel gang.

- We're rich.

We're rich!

There's no one up there.

Tomorrow we'll head for Illinois.

I've got something to settle first.

Yes, I'll hide the gold while

you go to St. Petersburg.

You'll hide the gold?

- Where?

- As always, the second cross.

- You'll wait there for me?

- You can count on it, Joe.

I have a better idea.

Come on!

We'll wait until sunrise.

Then we move on.

I have to go back. I must go back to St. Petersburg.

- Are you crazy?

- Indian Joe's looking for me there.

Well, then be somewhere else.

If he doesn't find me, Sid

and Aunt Polly come to it.

- They're still being guarded.

- No one keeps out Indian Joe.

Think about this again! You'll need

two days to get to St. Petersburg.

- I have to go.

- A man must do what a man must do.

Indian Joe's friend.

- I'm not going with you.

- Goodbye, Huck.

Goodbye, Tom!

Wait!

You're a real pal, Huckleberry.

Do you think I let you go in alone?

Did you cry?

And what if we drop dead now and rot?

- Is Sunday again already?

- How would I know?

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want. He maketh

me lie down in green pastures

and leadeth me beside the still waters.

It's because someone's died.

I wonder who?

Amen.

I always wanted to be

like him, so strong...

so fast, and so smart, but I never could be.

Who's he on about?

Now he'll never draw another breath. He is dead.

- He's talking about you.

- Nope.

My brother Thomas was a great guy.

He was brave, he knew no fear,

and he never squealed on me.

He shared everything with me...

He hid his treasures under

my bed and believed...

that I'd forgotten.

But you knew? You've known it all along?

- You're still alive?

- Why not?

A ghost!

- Where were you?

- I...

Indian Joe's coming back. He wants revenge.

We've seen him.

- Where?

- Jackson Island.

It's said that the sheriff of

Clayton caught him yesterday.

Hallelujah!

- Hallelujah!

- Hallelujah!

- Take me to the cave!

- Very brave, Tom.

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

- Hosanna!

- Hosanna!

- Hallelujah!

- Hallelujah!

- Are you sure, Becky?

- Just for one hour.

And you'd better be pretty polite.

- And now?

- What "now"?

- You have to kidnap me.

- Where to?

Well, certainly deeper.

- This is so scary! I'm terrified here!

- Let's go back!

Right away.

Becky?

Becky?

Becky?!

Becky?!

Boo!

- Man, Becky.

- Come on!

Make a wish!

- I'd like to go back.

- Don't say it, otherwise it won't come true.

No one's ever been here before!

Let's go! Come on!

- We haven't been here before.

- Maybe this way.

It looks quite different.

This way, I think.

Hello!

- Hello!

- Help!

- We've lost our way.

- You don't say!

Hello!

- Why did we go in so deep?

- I'm sure they're already looking for us.

- Hello?

- Come on!

Help! Hello! Hello! Hello!

Here we are!

Mr. Thatcher!

What's up?

Tom and Becky are gone.

- Do you know something?

- I'll fill you in!

They arranged it themselves.

But they haven't come back.

Sh*t, the torch!

Come on, Becky!

Tom, I'm thirsty.

Chew slowly!

- Tom, we'll die here together.

- Like Hell we will.

We just need to find water.

Come on, Becky!

Come on, over there!

I can't go on.

You need to drink. Drink!

We need to keep going.

Tom! Becky! Hello?

Hello? Where are you?

- Hello?

- Where are you?

- Tom!

- Tom! Becky!

Wait here, I'll find an exit!

There is no exit, Tom.

Please don't leave me here alone!

- Of course there's one, and I find it!

- Do you promise?

Aunt Polly told me once,

everything comes back to you.

I'll come back for you. I promise.

Damn it!

So you came to me. How very kind of you.

You needn't be scared.

I'd like to show you my darling.

I've found the way out, Becky!

I've found the way out.

- Be quiet!

- Why?

Don't ask! Come on!

Tom...

- Up there!

- Up there?!

- I can't do it.

- You have to.

I can't!

Tom! No!

Watch out!

No!

Go!

Tom!

- Where is Becky?

- Safe in her bed, I believe.

I think that she's going to marry you

- How dressy you look!

- They're as tight as a bear trap.

- I know where the treasure's hidden.

- What?

Indian Joe's treasure, the

second cross. I've seen it.

I can't run in these shoes!!

Tom.

Let's make some things clear:

no more lonely islands,

no more cemeteries, no more saloons...

no more ghosts and no more holes!

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