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Huckleberry.

Huckleberry.

Our Father, who art in heaven...

Amen.

Huckleberry!

Look.

Oh my God.

I'll be damned.

Huckleberry!

Poor lost sheep.

She combs me everyday.

Blast her.

She's torn all my hair out.

It won't talk.

No way it's going to talk without money.

It's conterfeit.

Put it inside a raw potato for a night.

The next day, copper won't be visible.

Then anyone in the city will take it,

let alone your hairy ball.

At first, your life will be full of failures.

Then, success will come.

Two ladies will fall in love with you:

a blonde and a brunette.

At first, you'll marry a blonde, and then a brunette.

Ask about dad, what is he going to do?

There are two angels by your father's side:

a white one on the one side

and a black one on the other.

Go home, Jim.

Coming.

Better still, don't worry about a thing, Heck.

Maybe your dad won't come at all. Bye!

Jim! Don't tell anyone about all this.

Otherwise, they'll say Huck has gone out of his mind, keeping company with negroes.

Alright, son.

All dressed up. Come here, now.

Read what's written here.

They told him:

Ceasar's.

So you can read, after all. And I thought they were lying.

Your mother could neither read nor write.

She died illiterate.

I can neither read nor write.

And you've become a nobleman.

How could you?

Who told you to learn to read and write?

The widow. - The widow?

She told me I was a poor lost sheep.

Here's what you'll do. Tell the widow

to give me 300 dollars.

She won't listen.

She will. Otherwise, I'll lock you in a shed, and no one will ever find you.

Take off this tailcoat,

and your boots too.

Look what a sissy you are. You've got a nice little bed, a pillow, a picture.

My! My! And your own father

has to lie in the mud with pigs.

Beware! If I ever see you near the school,

I'll skin you alive.

A sheep.

Tell them

that I'll kidnap you, lock you up, and that'll be the last time they see you.

They ascend to the heavens,

they descend to the abyss,

their soul languishes in misery,

they spin and stagger like drunkards.

300 dollars.

300.

Bastard!

Go away!

They won't give a single penny for you.

Witches!

They say that the court will return you under their guardianship.

Make something to eat.

Bloody court.

Bloody government.

They take away from the man his only son.

And the man raised him, the man took care of him,

the man spent money on him.

And finally, he's raised him.

And he thinks, "Well, it's time to rest now.

Now the son can work.

The son can help his father a bit."

But the son is taken away!

And it's called the government!

Who do they think they are in that government!

And they call themselves the government!

I'll just leave.

To hell with the country. Let them live as they please. And I'll leave. For good.

That's what I told them.

Everyone heard it.

Well, if I leave with you too,

they won't know what to do, that's for sure.

I see dead people.

They've come after me.

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone! Wretched me.

Dad!

Dad!

Don't cry, dad.

Angel of Death.

I'll kill you.

And you will never

come after me again.

I'll kill you.

And you won't come.

I'm not an angel, I'm Huck!

Damn you!

I'll take a bit of rest, and then I'll kill you.

Get up.

What are you going to do with that gun?

Someone was forcing through the door, so I was lying in wait.

Why didn't you wake me up?

I tried, but I couldn't do it.

Son,

if someone is hanging around the house,

just keep quiet.

That man didn't come with good intentions.

Here.

We have to look on the other side of the island.

Maybe the boy's body is stuck there.

In the bushes.

Hey, nigger!

I can see you!

Shoot at the boat.

How many of them are there?

Those are just pumpkins.

Jim.

Good morning, Sir.

Huck?

I've never done any harm to the dead.

I've always loved them and done everything I could for them.

I know you were killed with an axe.

Go back into the river.

You see, Huck,

the widow was picking on me all the time, I could get no peace.

And then a slave-trader from the South came

and offered her 800 dollars for me.

Who will refuse such big money?

So I ran away.

You know very well what it is like for negroes in the South.

The head is under the sun,

the feet are in the mud.

One can't make it for more than 2 years.

I understand.

You won't give me away, right, Huck?

I won't.

What you did with an axe was good.

In the city, they think that robbers

killed you and threw you in the river. Well done!

Listen to what I'm going to tell you, Huck.

Let's build a raft. How about that?

The current is fast.

In about two weeks, we'll be in Cairo, and I'll become a free man.

And you will study and become a captain. Huh?

A pilot.

Jim,

how do you think,

are the stars created

or are they just born by themselves?

They are created.

It must take a lot of time

to create so many stars.

And I think that the moon spawns them,

just like a frog does.

And why do they fall?

Those which decay get thrown out of the nest.

You know, Huck,

when we reach Cairo and get to the free states,

I will work day and night.

I won't spend a single cent of what I earn

and I will buy out my wife.

Then we will work together

to buy out our children

and be together again.

Soon Jim will be a free man.

And people will say,

"You're out of your mind, Huck,

helping a runaway negro."

Who does it look like?

Ms Watson.

It looks like dad.

Look, Hercules is coming!

It's Queen Victoria, not Hercules.

Listen, Huck, how much is the King's salary?

He gets as much as he wishes. Everything belongs to him.

And what does he have to do?

Nothing at all. He just sits on the throne.

And if there's a riot or some kind of stir,

he gathers his bits and pieces and runs off to America.

What a fool. Who will his friends be?

There are no kings here, right, Huck? - Right.

Then there's no position for him. What will he do here?

How should I know? He can become a policeman to insult people in French.

Don't the French speak the same language as we do?

Of course not. You won't be able to understand a single word of what they are saying.

Suppose, a man approaches you and says, "Merci", what will you think?

Nothing. I'll just hit him over the head if he's not white,

I won't allow anyone to insult me.

It's not an insult at all, it means "thank you'.

Why doesn't he speak like a human being?

He speaks like a human being, only in French.

That's rubbish.

Wait!

Can a cat speak like a human being?

No, it can't.

How about a cow?

It can't as well.

How about a cow like a cat and a cat like a cow?

No, they can't.

So why can't a Frenchman talk not the way me and you do?

Listen, Huck, is a cat a human being?

No.

Is a cow a human being or a cat?

Not one and not the other.

And a Frenchman is a human being?

He is.

You see? Then why the hell

doesn't he speak like a human being? Explain this to me.

Damn it.

Stop it.

Don't throw seashells at a snake, it's a very bad omen.

Are there any good omens, Jim?

Yes. If someone has a hairy chest,

it means they will be rich.

You've got a hairy chest. Are you rich?

They give 800 dollars for me. If I could lay my hands on such money, I wouldn't ask for more.

I'll go borrow something. My dad used to say,

"If you come across a chicken, take it.

A good deed is never done in vain.

If you don't need it, someone else will."

Although, there wasn't a single time that dad himself didn't need it.

Hey, boy!

What?

Come here.

What for?

Come here.

What?

Where was Moses when a candle went out?

I don't know.

Guess then.

What candle?

Any candle.

Lie down.

What for?

I missed.

What did he do to you?

He did nothing. It's a feud.

What is a feud?

Two men had an arguement. And one of them killed the other.

Then dead man's brother killed him. Then other people killed the brother.

And it will go on until they all kill each other.

What was the reason for the arguement?

I don't know, it happened a long time ago.

Many people got killed? - There are funerals all the time.

A month ago, they shot my brother on the ferry.

Listen, do you have a dog? - No.

Come to my place, I'll give you one. We've got five of them.

No, I can't. I'll take it later.

Alright then. At the end of the road there is a white house with columns.

Ask Buck. It's me. See you later.

Bye.

Wait!

Still, where was Moses when a candle went out?

In the darkness, that's where.

Bye.

Stop already.

No, Huck. There might be a ferry.

We can't drown now, I'll be a free man soon.

Yeah, right. Guess who will be the one to blame?

No way. It's time to get out of here.

I'll go have a look.

Maybe, we're already in Cairo.

Or, maybe, we went past it.

No, Huck.

I can't go past Cairo.

Because if I do, I'll remain a slave forever.

Just don't get lost, son.

Anyone would do the same thing in my shoes.

Everyone knows that the one who helps runaway negroes

is bound to burn in hell.

And who would want to go to hell?

How will he get to Cairo?

He won't even be able to ask anyone.

And what's so good about heaven?

What is the point in fooling around with a harp all day?

Jim!

Hey, Jim!

Why didn't you wake me up?

Oh my God.

It's you, Huck.

Let me look at you.

What's wrong with you, Jim? Are you drunk? -Drunk?

How could I get drunk?

Why are you saying all this rubbish then?

What rubbish?

I thought you disappeared in the mist for good. -What mist?

I didn't see any mist.

Huck. Huckerberry Finn, come here.

Look into my eyes.

Look into my eyes.

Didn't you leave?

What are you talking about? We sat here all night, talking.

Then I fell asleep. And so did you. And you dreamt all this.

Really. I'll be damned.

I dreamt it.

Oh, Huck.

I've never cried like this in my sleep.

It was a bad dream.

When you left and didn't come back,

I thought you'd abandoned old Jim.

Then...

Then I thought you drowned,

and my heart was bleeding. I felt sorry for you.

Now you've come back, and you're trying to fool me.

No way I'm going to ask a negro for forgiveness.

Jim, please, forgive me.

A cow.

What cow?

There's a cow in the boat.

Hey, on the boat! Tell me, please,

is Cairo far from here?

Are you out of your mind, boy?

Cairo is 50 miles up the stream.

You've gone past it a long time ago.

Gentlemen!

Gentlemen!

Tonight, in the hall next to the mill, you can see a famous tragedian...

Shut up!

Tragedian...

Gentlemen! Gentlemen!

Tonight, in the hall next to the mill, you can see

a famous tragedian David Garrick jr,

the son of Edmund Keane sr from the Drooley theatre.

Do not miss your opportunity.

Don't touch me!

Good morning, Sir.

Good morning,

kid.

Stop!

Wait for me!

Take me with you!

Despicable crowd.

So they were chasing you then.

Why were you running at all?

Just a habit.

Is this your boy?

Never seen him before.

Who are you?

William Mitchell, Sir.

Where are you heading to?

To New Orleans, Sir. My aunt Ms Hooker lives there.

What are you staring at? Move.

There's negro here!

Get out! Get out quick!

Who are you?

Jim, Sir.

A runaway?

Don't touch him! He's my negro!

At night our raft collided with a steamer, and everyone else drowned:

drunken dad, uncle Ben and brother Ike.

I'm an orphan, Sir.

That's good.

Go.

Listen, buddy. Weren't you presenting King Lear yesterday?

I can present as well.

We could join forces, me and you.

I tell fortunes, convert to and from

Christianity. What about you?

Who would have thought that I stooped so low when I was standing so high.

What are you talking about?

May the indifferent world finish me off.

One thing I know: I will find myself a grave somewhere,

and my poor broken heart will finally find peace.

Why do you keep thrusting your broken heart under our noses?

Go to hell, and take your broken heart with you.

I like you, gentleman. I'll reveal my mystery to you.

I'm a direct decendant of the Duke of Bridgewater. And here I am,

lonely and persecuted by people,

dressed in tatters, forced to hobnob with some crook on the raft.

Listen to me, Duke,

you're not the only one who suffered a heavy blow from the fate,

and you're not the only one to have a mystery of birth.

Yes!

As it happens, you see in front of you an orphan

of poor missing Ludovic XVI,

the son of Ludovic XVII and Maria... erm...

... Antoinette.

Yes! I'm the King of France!

Tell me, Huck,

are all kings like that?

Ours is not that bad compared to others.

Almost like a Sunday school headmaster.

But there's nothing we can do, Jim.

We can't go ashore, we're in the South.

You'll be lynched right away.

But with them we're safe.

If there's anything at all that I learned from my dad,

it's to get on with someone like him.

The most smart thing to do is not to stand in their way.

Let them do what they want.

Poor Elizabeth.

Poor Johnny.

It's so sad.

I will, probably, never see you again.

Never.

Don't cry, Jim.

We'll earn some money,

buy a ticket on the steamer and go to Cairo.

Jim, you have a hairy chest, remember?

It means, you'll be rich.

The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,

As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven

Would through the airy region stream so bright

That birds would sing and think it were not night.

See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!

O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!

Ay me!

Birds.

No coockoo. Nurse.

Madam!

Let's go home.

Bug off.

No bug off. She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel!

O Romeo, Romeo! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,

And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

Your Majesty.

You're a virgin, you're 15 years old. Why are you roaring like a bull?

You're on the balcony, your beloved is downstairs.

And your voice sounds silver-sweet in the night.

O Romeo, Romeo! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,

And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

Si.

You, get out of here!

Move!

So?

Not a single ticket.

Shut up, Moor!

This enterprise is worthless.

Nothing but expenses.

These fools can't appreciate Shakespeare yet.

All they want is vulgar comedy.

Even worse than vulgar.

I know what they will like.

And tomorrow you'll see that.

World-famous comedians from London and European theatres!

Fascinating performance! Royal Giraffe!

Entrance fee - 50 cents.

Women and children are not allowed.

We're gonna get beaten up.

Not today.

Tomorrow.

Well, Ludovic,

may God be with you.

And now, gentlemen, Keane sr in Royal Giraffe!

300 performances in Grand Opera in Paris!

If venerable public considers our performance entertaining and didactic,

we would ask you to advice it to your friends.

Is that all?

Yes.

Fraud!

Beat him!

Just a second, gentlemen.

We've duped you, it's true.

But, surely, you don't wish to be ridiculed by the whole town?

Just leave and go praising our performance.

This way you'll fool everyone else. Am I right?

Come in, gentlemen.

They can't come in, they are children, Your Highness.

They can today.

Come on.

Come on, quick.

And now, run like devils are coming to get you.

If the King and the Duke are not crooks, I don't know who is.

But that's alright, the most important thing is to get money, then we'll vanish.

440 dollars.

220 each.

441, my King.

A real one.

We're supposed to get some too. You promised.

No way. Money spoils children.

In our court, there were very strict rules about it.

I remember, I once nicked 5 cents from my father, Ludovic

XVII,

and he gave me such a hard beating with a pine plank

that I spent whole month plucking splinters

out of my buttocks.

Left.

Keep it up.

Stop the engine. Cast off.

Come on, fast as a lightning. Go!

What town is it?

Brinville, Sir.

Do you have a theatre?

No theatre. We have a church, though.

Good.

Although Peter Wilks died.

It's very regrettable.

And what was this honourable

gentleman that kicked the bucket, was he an actor?

No, Sir. A preacher.

So you don't have a preacher anymore?

No. Everyone's waiting for Mr Harvey, the brother of the deceased.

He's a preacher too.

And where does this humble servant of God live? Why didn't he arrive in time?

He lives in Sheffield, England.

In England then.

That's right, Sir. Peter was an Englishman himself.

But he had moved here about 50 years ago.

So William never saw his younger brother.

He's a God's servant too?

Who?

William.

Not at all, he's a deaf mute.

And why is everyone waiting for them, young man?

To share the inheritance.

Is it that big?

A house, negroes, a tannery, 6000 in cash.

And all of it is for the brothers?

No, only money is for brothers.

The rest if for the daughters. They are orphans now, after all.

So, you're saying, no one knows them here.

How can anyone know them, if they have never been to America?

And where are you heading, young man?

To the West. Looking for work.

Moor! Mon cher ami,

give me some water.

Is it them?

Good day.

Gentlemen, could you tell me where Peter Wilks lives?

I'm sorry, Sir. But we can only show you where he used to live.

I'm a coffin maker, Sir. And this is my associate, seignor Alvarez.

No!

My God.

They say he's...

Follow me, gentlemen.

Seignor Alvarez.

Adolphus, servant.

How would you like us to bury him? With heavenly music or without?

With.

One moment, Sir.

Poor children.

Poor orphan.

It's not her. It's seignor Alvarez' daughter.

Excuse me, Sir. I hope it won't bother you.

Not at all.

Follow me, Sir.

Is it them?

Yes.

My poor little orphans.

Uncle!

Brother.

He is asleep in there.

My yellow fluffy flowers,

my sweet ones.

My dear,

my silly ones.

Your Majesty,

6000 dollars, 3000 each - it's very big money, Your Majesty.

What about me?

I suggest...

Thanks.

What?

To leave property worth 10000,

waiting to be sold?

You must be totally nuts, Your Highness.

It's dangerous. Besides, we shouldn't deprive the orphans of the last thing.

That's alright. They are young and healthy, they'll find a way to earn their living.

I disagree.

Alright then.

Suppose, we leave everything to them. What will happen next?

Soon they will marry some local fools, who will loose it all through drinking.

All our fortune will go in the drain.

Is that what you want, Your Highness?

Well...

Miseries have crushed my once proud spirit.

Adolphus.

Yes?

Have you ever seen the King?

What King?

Wilhelm IV.

Oh, that one.

Everyday.

Where?

He goes to the same church.

Doesn't he live in London?

Yes. Where else would he live?

But you live in Sheffield.

Where?

In Sheffield.

Right. But he comes over to bathe in the sea.

What are you talking about? Sheffield is not by the sea.

He has sea water delievered to him in barrels.

We have huge cauldrons, and the water is heated for him.

And then he bathes.

Who?

The King.

I think you're lying.

I'll be damned.

What is it you won't believe, Joe? It's impolite to talk to Adolphus like that.

I did nothing wrong. I think he lied to me. I said I didn't have to believe everything.

He is our guest, and you must be gentle to him.

He is far from home here. If I were you, I'd apologize to him.

Adolphus, forgive me please.

Not at all.

Well done. And now, Joe, I have good news for you.

Uncle Garrytold me he will sell everything here

and take us to England with him.

Old crocodile.

When we get far enough from the shore,

I'll write her

and tell her where I hid the gold.

Son, did you come to our room at night?

No.

Did you see anyone come?

No. What happened?

Not your business. Keep your mouth shut if you want to stay alive.

If you had listened to me, you mean crook, we'd have money now and be far from here.

Let's go out there and weep, deaf mute, until they start gossiping about us.

Amen.

Now the money is safe.

So, goodbye

and good luck.

Hey, boy.

Come here, boy.

Another couple of Peter Wilks' heirs.

So fork out, and choose ones you like best.

Excuse me, I'm not ready for such a surprise.

But we're the ones we pretend to be.

I'm GarryWilks and this is my brother William.

Excuse me, I'm not ready for such a surprise too.

I'm GarryWilks and he is William.

No, he is.

If he is deaf mute,

let him talk to my brother William.

And we will see how he does that.

Unfortunately, it's impossible right now.

On the way here, my brother broke his arm.

It's very opportunely for a fraud

who cannot speak sine language.

Frauds. One can tell at once.

Listen, how have you got to the town?

On the steamer, my friend.

On the steamer from Cincinnati.

How did you end up on the raft then?

Bullcrap, I wasn't on any raft.

It's not bullcrap. I live nearby, I saw you.

You had a negro and this boy with you.

Is he an Englishman too?

I am.

He's an Englishman, he lives in Sheffield.

The King goes there to bathe in the sea.

Quiet, Joe.

They are all from the same mob. Frauds!

Stop it!

Enough!

Can't anyone of you prove?

I can prove.

Is there anyone who dressed my late brother here?

Yes.

Great.

Then I challenge

this gentleman to tell me

what tattoo did Peter have on his chest?

I can tell.

Yes, Sir! I will tell you

what tattoo my brother had on his chest.

I know what tatoo my brother had on his chest.

I can tell you, Sir,

what tattoo my brother had on his chest.

Who knows if not me?

Who can know if I don't know...

Go ahead and say then.

A little blue arrow. That's what.

It's almost invisible at all if one looks closely.

Was there a sign like this on Peter Wilks' chest?

There wasn't.

Great.

Did you see a little letter P

and a point?

We didn't.

Can't be.

What's the use talking? Drown them!

Stop!

Listen to me. There's another way.

Let's dig the casket out and see.

Exactly! That's right!

Adolphus, run!

Dig in, dig out - who's going to pay for all this?

Jim, let's run while they're digging out the casket!

Stop it right there!

Row!

Stop!

Faster, Jim!

Bastard!

Take that!

So you tried to run away.

Don't even come near me! Don't you dare! Or your corpse will be floating on water!

Don't touch the boy, Your Majesty.

What did you say?

I'll kill you!

Slave!

Don't kill him, he's my negro!

Let go of me!

Get your hands off me!

Tell me, Your Majesty, how could our money end up in the casket?

You stole the money and hid it in the casket to dig it out later and take it all!

You're a crook!

Get your hands off me!

Let go of my throat.

I take my words back.

Then confess. - I confess.

And remember, if you disavow again,

I will drown you,

Your former Majesty. Get it?

Get it?

Colonel Sherborne!

Do you know that caskets will become more expensive soon?

Look at me, you lousy dog!

Let's meet face to face!

I can't see you, Colonel Sherborne. Coward!

Chicken shit!

Look here,

I'm sick of this.

But I will probably bear until 1 o'clock.

But no longer.

If I see you around here after 1 o'clock,

I'll shoot you.

I would like a cabin, Sir.

Do you have money? - I do.

Show me.

Where would you like to go, Sir? - To Cairo.

Good choice. Magnificent nature. Who are you travelling with?

Alone. With my servant. - Good.

Just yourself and the sea, no one else.

Allow me to suggest Beauty of the West.

It leaves soon. I hope you like it.

Refined crew,

Chinese and French cuisine.

I recommend a luxury suite.

A cosy study for work and a bathroom in blue marble.

Only 20 dollars. What do you think?

Alright. A luxury suite it is.

Boy, don't you know that caskets will become more expensive soon?

Alright, business first, trifles later.

Get out of my way!

When he gets drunk, he's the first fool in town. But he's not an evil man,

he wouldn't hurt a fly whether sober or drunk.

I'd better send for his daughter.

Cast off!

Excuse me, Sir,

are you leaving soon?

Soon.

Me and Jim will lock ourselves in a cabin, then no one can hurt us.

The main thing is not to be late.

Here is bread and whisky, Your Highness.

Change?

It's only 2 cents.

Where's everybody?

Where's Jim?

How the hell should I know.

This old fool got drunk lika a pig first thing in the morning

and sold the negro.

And we have a performance today.

Who will lift the moon?

What do you mean - sold?

For 20 dollars. Such an actor.

Who to?

I don't know. To someone in the bar.

Your Majesty.

Your Majesty!

Mr Harvey!

Reverend, wake up!

Where is Jim? Who did you sell him to?

Your Majesty, where is Jim?

Who did you sell Jim to, Your Majesty?

Who are you?

Sheriff.

And don't give a damn?

No.

Way to go.

Come with me.

Come, everyone! I've got a barrel of home-distilled vodka.

Your Majesty, where is Jim? Who did you sell him to?

Bob, turn around.

Oh my God.

Don't shoot.

Dad!

Dad!

Go home right now!

Dad!

Your Majesty, where is Jim?

Who did you sell Jim to?

In a shed, behind the brickyard.

It's leaving.

Follow me, please.

Out of the way!

Here he is.

He died a long time ago.

You've had a look, that's enough,

it's just rude, others want to look too.

And he said to him,

"Bob!"

Please, no.

That's how it happened.

Gentleman! Today, for the last time, unrivaled comedians

David Garrick jr and Edmund Keane sr

in the fascinating performance Royal Giraffe.

Music!

Take a knife.

It works much better with a knife.

Take it.

Stand up, Moor,

when you're talking to the King of France.

Here we go again.

I'll be damned.

But that's alright.

I'll bend over backwards to help Jim become a free man.