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Thank you.
you finally got old Clarence to take a bit of exercise, did you?
I wouldn't have believed it possible.
Don't you go too far, old girl.
If you get out of the reserve and into the free area, some over -anxious
liable to take a pot shot at your lion pal.
You smell a lion, Shocker?
Good boy.
Good boy.
Go, Shocker, go.
Thanks for watching.
You can put little Malvin back in the recovery cage now.
Okay. Should be able to send him back to reserve in a couple of days.
Come in.
Dr. Tracy?
Yes, I'm Dr. Tracy. What can I do for you? Could I see you outside for a
Doctor?
Yes, certainly.
Come, Dr. Harry.
I'm afraid we've had a little accident.
Accident? Accident?
Well, I didn't know it was your lion, or I certainly wouldn't have shot at him.
Clarence! Dr. Harry, let me explain.
He's not.
Oh, calm yourself, poor. He's only been creased on the head. I fancy he's a
little more than a scratch.
Poor Clarence. Though I admit things might have got a lot more sticky if
Judy hadn't alerted me in time.
You'll be okay, Marsh.
When are you people going to stop killing animals?
Paula, Mr. Boone was just explaining to me that Clarence had wandered off the
reservation.
I wouldn't have dreamed of taking after him otherwise, miss. That's true. Mr.
Boone has a superb reputation as a hunter.
It's lucky you didn't get him with your first shot, Boone.
Well, I got a momentary flash of the lion's chain.
That threw my aim off.
Otherwise, you would have killed him. I don't often, miss.
I wasn't going to shoot again unless it was necessary to save Shaka.
I'm really terribly sorry.
Well, Clarence was off the reservation.
I'm afraid it was my fault, Marsh. I shouldn't have left him loose so close
the border. I imagine Paula won't trust me with her precious pets again.
Shut it down.
That was a good boy.
Come on, Clarence. Lunchtime.
Now, that dog is absolutely fearless.
Come on.
Come on. Vicious, I'd call it. Clarence hasn't done a thing to harm him.
He doesn't have to.
Just his mere existence is enough to set this fellow off.
Rhodesian Ridgeback Lionhound, huh?
Certainly is a fine specimen.
Getting very rare, too.
This is Shaka.
Shaka? That's a Mumbezi word, isn't it? Yes.
It means born to kill.
Born to kill?
Boy, that figures.
This species has been bred by the Mumbezi.
I was lion hunters for over 500 years.
Mr.
Boone, I am sorry about my daughter's manners, but she gets a little too
emotional at times.
I'm sorry she doesn't approve of me.
It's nothing personal, Boone.
Paula doesn't approve of hunters or hunting guns or bullets.
That's a bit embarrassing, Henley.
I was on my way over here when this awkward accident happened to ask you a
favor, Dr. Harry.
Oh?
Yes, uh...
The shocker's got a growth right here, Dr. Terry.
I wanted you to take a look at it.
Oh, yeah, certainly.
Here, shocker. Let's have a look, huh?
Anything serious?
Not a lot to check it.
Um, here, let's stick it over here.
Come on, shocker. Come on.
Jack,
would you take shocker up to the lab and... Run a biopsy on him. He's got a
little throat right underneath the chin.
All right.
Mr. Boone, I just want to say I'm sorry.
Dad, are you going to treat this animal?
Yes, Paul. This dog has just become my patient.
Now, Mr. Boone, it'll take a little while to get a slight tissue prepared,
and stained and so on. So if you'd care to have some coffee in the meantime.
Yes, thank you. I'd like that.
Fine.
Paula, would you see to the coffee, please?
Okay, come on, pooch. Let's see what's wrong with you.
Nothing trivial.
That's our guy.
Year by year, more game animals are leaving the open territory.
Just a flock inside your reserve.
Well, we have tried to make it as attractive to them as possible.
Well, too darn attractive from my angle.
Good.
Hold on.
I don't care. I'm glad.
I can remember
the days when game was plentiful on the open territory.
You changed all that.
You're breaking my rice bowl, Doctor.
Oh, you still seem to have plenty of work, Mr. Boone.
A group was looking for a guide for a camera safari only last week, and I had
tell them he was booked up for months ahead.
Ah, shutterbugs, Hedley.
Frankly, I only have time for serious hunters.
I can guarantee my clients a trophy.
Everyone wants to see Shaka work.
I understand the Mombazes used to use the dogs to hunt in packs.
Is that right?
That's right.
They'd surround and tire the lion out so the hunter could move in.
But Shaka can corner a lion all alone.
As I saw when he badgered poor old Clarence.
He's absolutely unique.
That's why I get the prices I charge.
Everyone wants to work with Shaka.
Do you all know Stan Thomas?
No, I'm afraid I don't.
Texas oil.
Millions. President of the Big Game Explorers Club.
He's flying out from the States next week.
Especially to hunt with Shaka.
So you can understand why I'm so concerned about the dog's health.
Aren't you?
Better take a look at them.
The
lignite,
huh?
Bad?
I think we can probably get to it in time.
Of course, we'll have to excise the growth.
I'll round up my growth, prepare for surgery.
Right.
Yes, Paula.
I'm going to operate on this dog.
And you are going to assist me, young lady, exactly as you would if you were
going to treat any other animal that needs healing.
Is that clear?
That should do it.
You sure he'll be all right, Doctor?
Oh, yes. He has a strong constitution.
He should be fit as a fiddle in a week. Fit as a lion, Ruff. What do you mean?
Will you put the dog in the recovery cage after you clean up?
Yes, sir.
A whole week, you say?
Oh, I'd say at the outside.
If you want, you can check back a day or two earlier.
Oh, fine. I'll do that.
Can't keep Mr. Thomas waiting.
He's paying for action. He wants to get it.
Well, after all, we can't all be doctors.
I suppose some, like Dr. Tari, were born to save.
But others, like Chaka and myself, were born to kill.
Mr. Boone, I don't think any one man or animal was born to kill. They only
learned to kill.
As a matter of fact, we've had some pretty remarkable personality changes
here.
Well, I don't think anyone or anything could ever change shock. Boy, you can
that again.
Now, listen.
I don't want any more of this unprofessional nonsense around here.
Maybe if one of you showed that dog some love instead of hate, you might see a
change for the better.
I don't think Marsha's very happy with us.
Well, I'm not very happy with him.
I think you made that absolutely clear.
Well, clean up the mantras.
Okay, killer.
Back to the recovery cage.
Well, look who's getting protective.
It's okay, Judy. We're not going to hurt him.
We're just going to get him back into shape so that he can turn some more
into trophy room decorations.
Please, Jack, I'd rather not think about that.
Boone didn't seem like such a bad fellow.
Oh, sure, wasn't he a real friend to his mother?
control? Certainly is.
Our solitary patient is resting comfortably in the royal suite.
Well, that's good.
I hope you keep it that way while I'm gone.
Dad, take me with you.
Well, I've been making my spring rounds of the villages for years now, and
you've never wanted to come before.
Why should you suddenly want to come now? Because I want to help you.
I don't want to have to stay here with that killer dog.
I feel the same way myself, Marsh. How about taking me along with you? Me too.
You know, I'd always thought of you three as scientists.
But scientists don't pass moral judgments on their patients.
Now, their job is to heal the sick.
That dog is sick.
Maybe if one of you showed that dog some love, you might see a change for the
better.
Our guest is back to his old sweet self again.
Judy.
Judy is still doing missionary work amongst the savages.
You silly chip. Dogs don't eat bananas. They eat meat.
Preferably lion meat.
Judy, why are you trying to make friends with that animal that nearly got
Clarence killed?
I feel the same way, but maybe we're being too hard on the dog.
After all, he can't help the way he's been bred for hundreds of years, can he?
Well,
I got to check on the nursery animal. See you later.
Judy, believe me.
Don't waste your time on this one.
He's hopeless.
Going up to the cage area?
It just so happens that I am. I'm going to tie up that broken fence until we
have a chance to fix it.
Listen, I think Fritz is up there. Would you mind taking his food and saving me
a trip?
Not at all.
Thank you.
Here, baby.
Here's some dinner.
I don't know how lucky you are to be eating it.
Don't worry.
I'm not going to let that terrible animal get to you.
Sure did.
How about the lion killer?
I thought you were going to feed him.
No, I thought you were.
I guess that's a job neither one of us relishes.
It's got to be done, though.
No sense asking Paul.
True. Well, I volunteer.
Thank you.
you didn't feed Count Dracula here.
Well, I didn't. Well, somebody did. Look.
I'm looking.
Paula?
That doesn't seem... Aha!
So you're the good survivor.
Now she's reminding you not to forget to feed him his vitamins.
You know, she's right. It is that time.
Okay, Judy, give me that.
All righty.
Oh, you fed him. I was afraid you might not.
Well, it's not the dog's fault as to how he's been bred.
Well, it was Judy who did it.
Judy you never give up do you?
No!
I don't believe my eyes.
Hey, Judy.
Give it up. It's a lost cause.
Mars Tracy calling Romero. Do you read? Over.
Mars Tracy calling Romero. Do you read? Over.
Mars Tracy calling Romero. Do you read? Over.
Dad, how are you getting along?
Oh, fine.
Hope to be home, Dad, tomorrow.
Oh, good. I miss you. Well, I missed you, too.
Tell me, how's Mr. Boone's dog coming along?
Oh, just fine.
Worst luck.
Now, now, remember what I told you.
Yeah, I know, Dad.
Mike's checking him over now.
You wouldn't believe this, but you're just trying to get that dog to make
friends with Clarence.
She was, huh?
Why not?
Wasn't it prophesied that the lion and the lamb shall lie down together?
The only question is, which one is which?
A lion is like a lamb, and that dog's like a lion.
Out.
Look out, Judy. You'll end up hamburger.
Judy, you certainly take on the strangest job.
How's he doing, Mike?
Oh, physically he's in good shape, but he's not getting much exercise tied down
this way. We can't let him run loose. He'll go after Clarence. Well, we'll
have to protect Clarence. We'll put him in an enclosure.
Oh, fine thing. You put Clarence in a cage and this mangy maverick gets the
of the place.
Want to come along?
Oh, I'd like to, Mike, but Dad will skin me alive if I don't get those
inoculation reports ready.
See, Jack, tell him I could use some help.
Okay.
Jack? Yeah? Paul, I want you to give her a hand with the record.
Okay, I'll be through here in a minute. Thanks, Mike.
it's a crime, you have to go to jail. But that's life, huh?
Okay, May.
Yeah, May.
We have... Here we go.
We have 16 infectious.
Uh -huh.
And 10 non -infectious. Huh. 10. Check.
No, June.
Nine infectious.
Huh? And 11 non -infectious.
Oh, okay.
to release that dog.
Suppose those two were tangled.
Wouldn't that have been a fine mess of fish?
How was that all done?
Miss Tracy. Howdy, Miss.
Howdy. Mr. McCullough.
Pleased to meet you. This is Mr. Thomas.
Yes, indeed.
I can hardly wait to get some real action.
Say, you fellas would be interested in this.
Had this specially made for me.
Bring down a line at 400 yards every time.
It's a beauty.
Is the young lady all right?
She's suffering from one of her compassion attacks.
Yes, she keeps getting these sympathy pains.
Oh, sorry.
Is Chaka ready to go? Yes, indeed. I have got to see that wonder dog in
Imagine a single dog bringing a lion to bay.
Oh, boy, wait till the boys at the Explorers Club hear about this.
Boone, you'll have more business than you can handle.
Yes, he's ready.
I'll get him. Oh, that won't be necessary.
Watch this, Thomas.
Regardless of where Shaka is, all I've got to do is call him.
Come on, Shaka.
Hello, Shaka.
Oh, my goodness, you look as good as new, fella.
Aren't you going to thank these nice people for making you well?
So, this is the famous shotgun.
What a fine animal.
Well, shall we go, Boone? I'm just itching to work with him.
I'm tremendously grateful to you both.
It was nothing, Mr. Boone. And please, thank Dr.
Tracy for me, won't you? Glad to help out.
Come on, Mr. Thomas.
Hope the young lady recovers from whatever that was you said.
I don't think she will.
No, it's incurable.
I'm sorry to hear it.
You're doing a great job here.
I admire your dedication.
We thank you. Thank you.
It's just great, isn't it? We've given that dog a new lease on life.
Which means death for some lion tomorrow.
Well, you look at old sad eyes.
Over that dog?
Clarence, how could you?
Don't you realize he's dedicated to wiping out your entire species?
Hello, Mr. Boone. Hello, Dr. Harry.
Mr. Stan Thomas, this is Dr. Marge Tracy, the surgeon who operated on
Well, Mr. Boone's told me a lot about you, doctor. I appreciate what you did
his lion hand.
Thank you, Mr. Thomas.
How's the patient doing?
We'll see for yourself.
Hello, Chaka.
How you doing, huh?
Let's have a look.
That's good. Good recovery.
I hope the kids didn't give you a hard time.
Ah, no.
Not too bad.
I couldn't understand their coolness until Mr. Boone explained later.
I hope you'll convey my apologies.
Well, Mr. Thomas, they have to learn that not everybody shares their
no matter how strong they may be.
How soon are you taking Shock out on the hunt?
In a few minutes, if I can hold the stand back that long.
When I come back with my story of hunting with a dog that can bring down a
I'll be the talk of Texas.
Especially when I bring pictures to back it up.
All loaded and ready to go.
Just like McGunn.
I was wondering, Mr. Boone, if you'd mind me tagging along.
You, Dr. Harry?
On a lion hunt?
Just to observe, I've never seen a Ridgeback work before, and, well, I
interfere.
Of course, Dr. Harry, we'd be glad to have you.
I thought you felt the same as the others did about killing animals.
I do.
I believe in nature taking its course, but after all, man is a part of nature.
First man with a spear and an arrow, and now a man with a gun.
No, ignoring the fact won't make it go away.
You don't know where we can find lions, do you?
Mr. Boone says they're not too plentiful around here, and I do want to bag a
trophy.
Well, Mr. Thomas, I said I wouldn't interfere, but that doesn't mean I'm
to help.
Okay, Dr. I.
You got a deal.
Good. I'll check in with the compa.
This is Marsh Tracy calling Romero. Do you read, over?
Yes, Marsh. This is Mike. I read you, over.
Mike, just want to let you know that I'll be home tomorrow.
How's everything going back there?
All quiet, Marsh.
No problems.
Well...
What's that?
Well, it's Clarence. He's been acting strange lately.
Anything specific?
No, just sort of down in the dumps.
He's been that way since... Well, since Mr. Boone took that dog away.
You know, I think Clarence was sorry to see that dog leave.
Well, that's a little hard to believe.
Well, Judy was trying to create a friendship between them. You don't
No, Mike, I don't.
Just give Clarence an extra dose of vitamins out of the peppermint.
Okay, Marsh, out.
Out.
Why do that?
Clarence, you've got to forget about that dog.
Your new friend is miles away.
At least now you can run free again, huh?
Yeah.
Gorgeous animals.
Sure like one of those from my rumpus room.
We came for lions, Stan.
Don't want to shoot and scare off every lion in the territory.
No, you're right, Boone.
I still can't believe that dog won't take off like a scared rabbit if a lion
shows up. Don't you worry about Chaka.
He doesn't know what fear means.
I can't thank you enough, Dr. Ty.
You can see that this dog's my bread and butter.
He's a fine animal, no doubt about that.
matter, Mike?
Where's Clarence? He was here a minute ago.
Judy, where'd he go?
Off plane, huh?
Well,
maybe we won't need those vitamins after all.
Judy, would you like to take him his food?
All right, here, take it in this sack. Be sure he eats it all.
I'm sure you can trust her to take care of her baby.
Clarence is the biggest baby she's got right now.
Let me show you what I've done to that broken fence.
doesn't he? Oh, I'll say. He knows he's at work.
Nothing on earth is going to turn him aside once he gets a lion scent.
Lion? Yeah. Shh, shh.
Shaka, shaka.
Now
you're
going to see 500 years of breeding at work.
By the time we get there, Shock will hit that line all wrapped up for us.
Like your crew cut out Shaka's heart along with that growth.
I just can't believe this. Well, I can believe what you've done to me.
You set out to wreck my livelihood and you've done it.
In spades.
When he gets through talking about this, I'll be the laughing stock of the whole
hunting world.
I might as well quit right now.
I've got to get a picture of this.
Got it.
What fantastic courage that dog has.
Hey, I wish I could get in the picture.
Why don't you, Mr. Thomas?
You kidding?
No, I'm not kidding.
Shocker there to keep the lion's attention while you've got nothing to
about. Here, give me a camera.
Here, go ahead.
Mr. Thomas, why don't you just put your foot on the lion's back?
Are you out of your cotton -picking mind?
He's a live lion.
With Shaka there to guard you, you have nothing to worry about.
You know, I'll bet every sporting magazine in the States will want this
And I think you ought to take it, Mr. Boone. I have a feeling you're going to
need the practice.
It's all set. Let's go right ahead.
Where's this one? I tell
you, Stan Thomas simply
couldn't get over it.
He just couldn't stop talking about it.
At Nagora Airport, he even phoned a half a dozen of his Texas friends, and most
of them made contracts with me right on the spot.
I'm actually booked up for the next six months.
Well, you're welcome to use clearance any time you want, Mr. Boone.
Oh, especially for that kind of hunting.
You know, I never dreamed of how many people would like to pose with a wild
lion.
Of course, since you're using a camera now instead of a gun, why, you can work
on the reserves. That way you'll never run out of animals again.
Not only that, after you finish shooting the animals, they'll still be alive,
and that I like.
Shall I tell you a secret, young lady?
I like it, too.
Thanks to all of you.
And now I've got to be getting along.
So soon?
Well, I don't want to be late for my photography lesson in Nagora.
Come on, Chaka.
Say goodbye to your new friends, but we'll be back to visit them again soon.
Goodbye, you ferocious king of the jungle, you.
Hey, Boone, don't forget the most fearless hunter of them all.
You know, five centuries of breeding sort of
intimidated us all, except Judy over here.
She attacked with the only weapon she knew, love.
And by George, she won.
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!
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