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(birds and insects chirping)

(ominous music)

(dramatic tribal chanting music)

(woman screaming)

(Kong roaring)

♪ Ah ♪

(lightning cracks)

(peaceful orchestral music)

(sailors chattering)

- [Sailor] I don't like it.

I don't like it a bit. (grunts)

- [Sailor] Where are we bound anyway?

- [Sailor] Nowheres decent, not with this cargo.

- I got a bad feeling.

- Ooh wee, there's enough ammunition here

to blow us all to kingdom come.

- The men don't sound very happy, Captain.

- Eh, and I don't blame them one bit,

but the owner says the cargo is legal.

And business is business.

- Makes ya wonder what kind of a business operates this way.

- A movie company, what else?

(upbeat music) - Good evening

Mr. and Mrs. America and all the ships at sea.

Walter Winter reporting.

Let's go to the press.

Dateline, Broadway.

What producer is closing his hit musical

for the sake of adventure?

Open letter to C.B. Denham:

Here's hoping you finally catch

that wild goose of yours, old chap.

(upbeat music)

♪ What's the hottest show on Earth ♪

♪ Where do you get your money's worth ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying ♪

♪ Wild Animal Follies ♪

♪ Most ferocious sight you'll see ♪

♪ On the stage or on the screen ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying ♪

♪ Wild Animal Follies ♪

♪ He beats a bush in Africa ♪

♪ And he combs the Asian hills ♪

♪ At the risk to him of life and limb ♪

♪ He always brings us thrills ♪

♪ Woo ♪

♪ It's the rage on every stage ♪

♪ On the screen and in the cage ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying ♪

♪ Wild Animal Follies ♪

♪ He films them at their habitat ♪

♪ Where you're lucky if you survive ♪

♪ Then what does he do for me and you ♪

♪ He brings them back alive ♪

♪ Brings them back alive ♪

♪ What a showman, what a show ♪

♪ Greater thrills you'll never know ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying ♪

♪ Wild Animal show ♪

- I'm telling you, Roscoe, closing this show

is the smartest thing I've ever done.

Now we move on to bigger and better adventures.

- Yeah, yeah, right C.B.

- [Reporter] Hey, fellas, there he is, there he is!

- [Reporter] Hey, C.B., give us a statement, will ya?

What's happening?

- [Reporter] Hey, what's next, Mr. Denham?

- How's about a picture, Mr. Denham, huh?

- [C.B.] I'll never say no to a camera.

(camera clicks)

- Hey, Mr. C.B., look.

Give us the lowdown here, gimme the scoop.

Any truth to the rumor that you're off

on a secret safari, huh?

- And secret is the key word.

There's a story out there somewhere

where nobody has gone before,

a story that begs to be a major motion picture.

- What about romance, huh?

Any romance in your new picture, hey, C.B.?

- Yeah, who's gonna be your star?

- My star? (suspenseful music)

(chuckles) Who is my star? (laughs)

Roscoe, did we hear from Garbo yet?

- Oh yeah, you bet, C.B.

- What did she say?

- Drop dead.

- Oh drat.

Star?

With my impeccable taste, I might find her right here

in the jungles of Manhattan.

- An unknown, huh?

- Ha.

Then again I might have a worldwide talent search.

(reporters laughing)

- That's great.

That's big, Mr. Denham, really big.

- [Vendor] Veggies. Veggies!

Get your fruit and veggies here.

(suspenseful music)

(woman screaming)

- (grunts) Oh.

(Ann grunting)

- Put that back, ya little thief.

- [Ann] Ow!

- Roscoe, at last our search is over.

There's our star.

- Oh yeah, definite dramatic qualities, C.B.

- Aw, come on, it's only an apple.

- Only an apple?

You think these things grow on trees?

- Good evening, my dear.

Denham's the name, C.B. Denham.

May I presume that anyone as lovely as yourself

might be an actress?

- She's a thief is what she is,

and she's goin' to the hoosegow!

- Well, if I'm going to jail anyway.

Gimme that!

- Roscoe, deal with this ill-tempered scoundrel.

Come, my dear, you seem to be hungry.

(vendor gasps)

(vendor grunts) (apple crunches)

- [C.B.] Straight away I noticed you had a dramatic quality

to your voice, Miss, uh, Miss--

- [Ann] Darrow, Ann Darrow.

Well I was an extra.

- An extra, huh?

You will star in my new film.

It's a passionate romance, a daring adventure,

a searing drama (stammers).

- Um, of poignancy!

- Yes, poignancy, pathos,

and love in the South Pacific.

(upbeat music)

How 'bout it, Ann?

Are you game?

- Well, I don't know.

♪ Oh what a luscious life you'll lead in Lotus Land ♪

♪ In Hollywood ♪

♪ Living it up in the movie colony ♪

♪ Beverly Hills ♪

♪ Once you are a movie star your life is really lush ♪

♪ Lush ♪

♪ When you're rolling in the money ♪

♪ Even rainy days are sunny ♪

♪ Telling your beauty secrets to the magazines ♪

♪ And the radio ♪

♪ Your face upon a million silver screens ♪

♪ And billboards ♪

♪ Let me be your helping hand ♪

♪ You'll be the queen of Lotus Land ♪

♪ All you've got to do is sign with me ♪

(chuckles) Roscoe.

- Yes, C.B.

Miss, listen to this.

♪ I guess you haven't a clue ♪

♪ That right here next to you ♪

♪ Is the greatest movie director of them all ♪

- Well, I don't know about that.

♪ And I'm about to make a truly epic film ♪

♪ That's greater than any film you can recall ♪

(Ann gasps)

♪ It's got laughter ♪

♪ It's got tears ♪

♪ Mystery and fears ♪

♪ It's majestic, but it's intimate as well ♪

♪ It's got drama, it's got heart ♪

♪ It's got terror ♪

♪ But it's art ♪

♪ And climactically it casts a mystic spell ♪

♪ Mystic spell ♪

♪ We've lined up everything we need so far ♪

♪ The only thing we're lacking ♪

♪ Is our bright new star ♪

And you fill the bill, my dear.

One C.B. Denham film and you're off to the coast, ha ha.

♪ Oh what a luscious life you'll lead in Lotus Land ♪

♪ Hollywood ♪

♪ Living it up in the lap of luxury ♪

♪ Malibu Beach ♪

♪ Closets full of designer dresses, chauffeured limousines ♪

♪ Glamorously going places, to the clubs or to the races ♪

♪ Live in a Spanish mansion with a swimming pool ♪

♪ And a butler ♪

♪ The famous faces dropping in for tea ♪

♪ Dougie Fairbanks ♪

♪ Let me be your helping hand ♪

♪ You'll be the queen of Lotus Land ♪

♪ All you've got to do is put your moniker ♪

♪ On the dotted line ♪

♪ All you've got to do is sign with me ♪

Ha! (diners applauding)

- Yeah.

- It sounds wonderful, but, huh.

- What's the matter, Ann?

Afraid of failure?

Afraid you're not good enough?

- I'm plenty good enough, mister.

Well, all right.

I'll do it.

(diners applauding)

- [Reporter] What do you know,

looks like Denham got his star after all, huh?

- Ha, some star she is.

An apple nabber. (laughs)

(camera clicks)

- Okay, haul her up.

Steady as she goes, steady.

Come on, watch it.

Clear the hatch.

Watch the hoist, the hoist!

Come on, lower away.

Secure that load.

Let's get that cargo stowed.

Shipshape, mister, shipshape.

(Chips chattering)

- Hey, Chip, beat it.

(Chips chattering)

(playful orchestral music)

(Ann screams)

- Wow, you scared the life out of me.

(Chips chattering)

- [Ricky] Hey, is he botherin' you lady?

- Oh no, not a bit.

- He's Chips, I'm Ricky,

able-bodied cabin boy, S.S. Java Queen.

- (chuckles) Is that right?

I've never met a real sailor before.

- Did ya hear that, Chips?

She called me a sailor.

(Chips chattering)

Are you with us on the Queen, miss?

- Well I was, but this old tub kinda scares me.

(chuckles) Oh, but now that I've got

two great new pals for shipmates.

- Show the lady aboard, Chips, while I stow my gear.

(Chips chattering) (Ann laughs)

- All right, all right, all right.

(ominous music)

- Come on, you guys, look alive down there.

Time is money.

We're racin' the clock here.

Stow that load, mister.

Come on, you know your job.

Let's move it.

- Hey, watch it, mate. (groans)

(wood clattering)

(Ann whimpers)

- Ooh la la.

(Chips chattering) (Ann screams)

- Clear the deck.

Hey lady, I said clear the deck.

Get outta there before you get...

What the?

(Ann screams)

Delay the hoist.

Delay the hoist.

(boxes crashing)

(suspenseful music)

(boxes and barrels crashing)

Are you all right?

- Yes, yes I think I...

How can I possibly thank you?

- I'll tell ya how to thank me.

Go to your cabin and stay there.

And you, get that monkey outta my sight

before I have him (mumbles).

- Aye aye, sir.

- Of all the ill-mannered, foul-tempered, bullying people

I've ever met he takes the cake!

Do you believe the way he treated me?

I didn't do anything to deserve that,

not one thing, not one thing at all.

(Chips chattering)

(ominous music)

- Coffee, Chips.

(Chips chatters)

- Oh boy, what a way to start.

- Don't let Jack bother ya, miss.

He's really a swell guy.

- (chuckles) Oh sure he is.

I noticed that right away.

(Chips chatters)

Aw, thanks.

Hey, the monkey makes coffee?

- Naw, I keep the pot goin' all day.

He just pours.

- (laughs) You two oughta put an act together.

- What do ya think, squirt?

You wanna be in show biz?

- Well you can have my part.

I'm having second thoughts about this whole deal.

(bright orchestral music)

- What?

You don't wanna be a movie star?

- Well, I never said that.

- Not exactly, but...

- Ricky, you know something?

You're absolutely right.

What have I got to lose?

Eight hours ago I was an apple thief and now,

now I'm in show biz.

(Ricky laughs)

And C.B. did say I could be a Hollywood star.

- Hollywood?

Oh boy would I like to see Hollywood.

(Chips chattering)

- And so you shall.

You, too, Chips.

- You mean it?

- I certainly do.

You guys can be my entourage.

- Oh wow, your entourage?

You hear that, Chips?

We're gonna be an entourage.

(Chips chattering)

Um, what does an entourage do?

- Well, nothing really.

Just sorta hang around, live good, eat well.

(Chips chattering)

And look handsome.

(Chips chattering)

(Ann laughs)

- [Ricky] All right!

- [Captain] All hatches battened down, Mr. Driscoll.

- [Mr. Driscoll] Yes, sir.

All secure, sir.

(ominous music) (waves splashing)

♪ 16 men on the dead man's chest ♪

♪ Yo ho ho ho and a bottle of rum ♪

- (groans) My poor old hands are killin' me.

- I don't like the feel of this.

- (laughs) What?

A spud's a spud, buddy.

- Not the spuds, you bumbling numbskull.

This whole trip.

All those explosives and gas bombs

and all this monkey garbage.

- It ain't garbage.

- Huh?

- What are you tryin' to say, huh?

- On his last ship he shoved off from Hobart

and pushed west across the Great Australian Bight.

- [Sailor] When you hit the Roarin' Forties,

the seas kick up to 60 feet.

- Yeah, yeah, I know, I know.

Ooh, ya get pounded to death.

By the time you reach the Indian Ocean,

you're dead in the water, rutter gone, boiler down,

so we just drifted and drifted, south, south, always south.

Suddenly we're in the middle of the thickest,

filthiest fog I've ever seen in my whole life.

Eerie, I tell ya, eerie.

Then we see this spooky lookin' island

pokin' through the mist.

(ominous music)

Looked just like a skull.

The captain decides (water splashes)

to put a couple of longboats ashore to get help.

So 30 of my shipmates push off, and then nothin'.

- What ya mean?

- What he means is nothin', gone.

- Yeah, that's right.

Just disappeared.

So the captain sends in two more longboats,

all armed to the teeth and all.

- [Sailor] Then what happened?

- [Sailor] Gone, disappeared off the face of the earth.

The captain hangs around another day or so.

Finally he gets the engines cranked up

and pushes off north to Darwin.

Sad about the crew, but just as we weighed anchor,

we spied a poor soul (sailor sputtering)

struggling through the surf.

It was Larson, the Swede.

We dragged him onboard.

- Giant monkey god.

- He raved and ranted about a giant monkey god,

about human sacrifices, and all that jazz.

Then the poor guy just up and died on us,

dead as a mackerel.

So it ain't some native voodoo.

- Well, what was it if it wasn't voodoo?

- I don't know but I'll never forget that look

of terror in Larson's eyes!

(ominous music)

(waves splashing)

- Hang on, Chips, hang on!

- Ricky, what are you doing out there?

Oh, you look terrible.

I'll look a lot worse if the captain

doesn't get his grub, but oh,

right now I'm feelin' so good.

(Chips chattering) (Ricky gags)

- Okay, you stay right here.

Get out of your wet weather gear

and Chips and I'll take the food.

They'll never know the difference,

especially with Chips' help.

(playful music) (Chips chattering)

(ominous music) (waves splashing)

- [Captain] Are you certain of these coordinates?

- Unh-huh.

Captain, is this a typical Pacific storm?

- No, not typical.

And this one's gettin' worse.

- This is just great.

Now we're headed straight into the worst of the weather,

but that figures when you've got a woman onboard.

- Oh come now, old sport.

Do you mean to suggest that Ann is responsible for all this?

- Well it's certainly more than just bad luck.

(water splashing)

- [Captain] Ah, Ricky, and about time.

- It's not Ricky.

- Tell me, Jack, did ya learn

some superstitious nonsense at the academy?

- No, but I did learn at my grandfather's knee

that women don't belong aboard a ship.

- Dash it all, old man, this is the 20th century.

- Look, all I know is ever since we set eyes on her

there's been nothin' but trouble.

(Ann clears her throat)

First the foul up at the pier and now the typhoon.

Great.

- You blame all that on a little girl from Brooklyn?

(Ann clears her throat)

- No, it's not her fault she's a woman.

She probably doesn't even know she's a jinx.

- A jinx?

Oh, why you arrogant oaf.

I'll show ya jinx.

(pot clangs)

(playful music)

(Ann grunts) (Chips chattering)

(door slams)

(Jack grunting)

- (chuckles) Is that egg on your face, Jack?

- Clam chowder actually and I suppose

you two think that was funny.

(Captain laughs)

- (titters) Shall we skip the soup?

- (laughs) Good idea. (laughs)

(soft orchestral music)

(sailors chattering)

(jaunty music)

- Stand lively, Roscoe.

We're losing the sun.

(metal clattering)

Here, have a care, lad.

That's highly sensitive equipment you're playing with.

(equipment crashes)

(captain laughs)

- [Ann] Ah, good morning.

(sailors whistle) (sailors chattering)

- Ta da!

There she is. (laughs)

Ah, my Mona Lisa, my jungle princess.

What do you think, chaps?

(sailor whistles) (sailors chattering)

My future star?

- What's Denham up to?

- A screen test, I think.

(sailors chattering) (soft guitar music)

(whistle blares)

- Quiet on the set!

- Sh.

- Now, these are test scenes, my dear,

just to get a feel for the character,

costume, setting and such.

Now, you are a Polynesian princess.

Your kingdom, a beautiful, magical, tropical island

called, uh, give me an island, Roscoe.

- Bali Hai?

- [C.B.] No, that'll never play.

- Um, Greenland?

- (groans) Too cold.

- [Roscoe] Coney?

- Too busy.

- Papali Oli.

- Papali Oli.

Ah, there you are.

- Okay, we're all set, C.B..

- Okay, Roscoe, dolly in for a closeup of Princess,

uh, Princess, um, Princess Dolly of Papali Oli.

I love it!

It's dawn over the South Pacific.

The village is already astir.

It's a time for celebration on the island of romance.

High on the hill in the bamboo palace we find, hold on.

This isn't working.

If you please, chaps, a little background music.

(serene ukulele music)

Yes, to set the mood.

♪ She's sweet ♪

♪ Dolly of Papali Oli ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet Dolly of Papali Oli ♪

♪ She's the Dolly, the Dali of Papali ♪

♪ The dolly of Papali Oli Isle ♪

♪ Gosh, oh golly ♪

♪ They all go off the trolley ♪

♪ Because they love my Pali Oli smile ♪

♪ The palm trees sway ♪

♪ The bongos play beneath the Pali Oli sky ♪

♪ And cockatoos in the tall bamboos ♪

♪ Swoon when I walk by ♪

♪ Hearts go tingle and bells begin to jingle ♪

♪ When Dolly does her Pali Oli dance ♪

♪ The waves rush in and kiss the shore ♪

♪ The breezes sigh and beg for me ♪

♪ Dolly puts Papali Oli in a trance ♪

♪ That's why it's the island of romance ♪

♪ She's sweet ♪

♪ Dolly of Papali Oli ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet Dolly of Papali Oli ♪

♪ Gosh, oh golly ♪

♪ I'm Dolly of Papali ♪

♪ I love to swim in Pali Oli Bay ♪

♪ Friendly koi fish and every boy and girl fish ♪

♪ They see me and they swim around to play ♪

♪ And up above the gulls and doves ♪

♪ Are chirp chirp chirpin' just for me ♪

♪ While on the sand a tortoise band ♪

♪ Plays the Pali Oli symphony ♪

(playful orchestral music)

♪ Tele gele, a thousand ukuleles ♪

♪ Go plinky plunk when I begin my dance ♪

♪ The waves rush in and kiss the shore ♪

♪ The breezes sigh and beg for more ♪

♪ I put Papali Oli in a trance ♪

♪ That's why it's the island of romance ♪

♪ That's why it's the island of romance ♪

(ominous music)

- All right, Denham.

We've arrived at your predesignated coordinates,

and after six weeks at sea my crew is gettin' edgy.

What's our final destination?

- [C.B.] Here it is.

- Hey, we're not traveling in uncharted waters.

- Oh well, (chuckles) of course it's uncharted.

Officially at least.

But that's why this map cost me a thousand dollars.

- A thousand dollars?

Treasure maps are a dime a dozen.

You, sir, are a madman.

- Yes, yes, that's what they say about all of us.

- All of you?

There's more?

- Of course you've heard the old saying?

Columbus, Galileo, Edison, Denham?

Madmen all.

- I don't know about those other fellas,

but I'm pretty sure about you, Denham.

- Here's the map of Skull Island.

It's a huge volcano with a skull's head at one end

and it's directly south of here.

- South?

No one sails south in these waters.

There's nothin' down there but icebergs and mist,

not countin' the Antarctic.

I won't endanger my ship or my men with such nonsense,

unless of course they agree.

- All right, men, now hear this.

Mr. Denham's got somethin' to say.

(sailors chattering)

- Men, this voyage is about something special.

What we're looking for is a mystical island,

the land that time forgot.

- Hey, who says we have to listen to this bilge?

- I say so.

- Well, I suppose there's no harm in listening.

- And from this land comes the legend

of the great monkey god. (laughs)

A god more spectacular than you can imagine.

(sailors grumble) - Yeah, sure.

- Oh come on, men.

Now see here, the whole trip will have been for naught

if we don't get to this island.

- Yeah, well that's all fine and good, isn't it?

But what's in it for us, huh?

- [Sailors] Yeah!

(sailors chattering) - Yeah, that's right.

- Yeah, what's in it for us?

- Ah yes, wait a bit.

I think I see the stumbling block here.

♪ I guess you haven't a clue ♪

♪ That you're the lucky crew ♪

♪ Not only of this ship ♪

♪ But of the greatest movie production of them all ♪

- [Sailors] So what!

♪ For I am about to make a truly epic film ♪

♪ That's greater than any film you can recall ♪

- [Sailors] Big deal!

♪ It's got laughter, it's got tears ♪

♪ Mystery and fear ♪

♪ It's majestic but it's intimate as well ♪

- Un-huh.

♪ It's got drama, it's got heart ♪

♪ It's got terror ♪

♪ But it's art ♪

- [Sailors] Swell.

♪ And climactically it casts a mystic spell ♪

It'll make millions!

- So what's in it for us?

- Ah ha!

I've stipulated bonuses for all.

♪ And your names will be emblazoned on the credit crawl ♪

Think of it, gentlemen!

What a package!

Bonuses, screen credits, and my undying gratitude.

What do you say?

- We're with you, C.B.

- What the heck? - Yeah.

(sailors chattering)

- Yeah, let's do it. (sailors chattering)

(mystical music)

- [Sailor] Okay, Captain, it's your call.

- (grunts) Against my better judgment,

helmsman, two and a half points south by southwest.

- Uh-oh, what's this?

Oh no. (gulps)

- Oh boy, outta nowhere.

- Whoa, thick as pea soup.

- (chuckles) Can't see a blasted thing.

- (laughs) Land ho!

Ha ha!

- All engines half.

(bell dings)

Steady as she goes.

(bell dings)

Steady.

- Aye aye, sir. (bell dings)

(Ann gasps)

(sailors gasp)

(ominous music) - That's it.

It's got to be Skull Island.

You and I should go in the first boat.

Roscoe and Ann can follow along with Jack.

- Ann?

You're takin' the girl ashore?

- Of course, old man.

We're going to shoot a great deal of film of the island.

Why not have the leading lady on hand?

- But we don't know what we might run into.

And what if the natives are unfriendly?

- Oh, I'm sure they're decent enough chaps.

I'll have a talk with them.

- A talk?

They could be cannibals.

- Cannibals? (laughs)

Blimey, another C.B. Denham first.

- I don't know about Galileo and those other fellas,

but I got no doubts about Denham.

- Well I don't know about that.

(ominous music)

(sailors chatter)

(tribal drumming music)

- [Captain] I don't like the sound of those drums.

- [C.B.] I don't know, rather catchy I think.

(sailors chattering)

- [Sailors] Heave!

(sailors chattering)

- Oh come on.

- Ann, my dear, isn't this magnificent?

- Well, in a spooky sort of way I guess it is.

- Briskly, Roscoe, briskly.

We only have so much light, you know.

- Coming C.B.

Whoa! (equipment crashes)

- Here we go, lads.

Off to the village.

Look smart.

Well, after you, Captain.

(tribal drumming music)

- [Captain] Okay now, crew, let's keep together.

No stragglers.

(ominous music)

(natives chanting in foreign language)

- Listen, the natives are bidding us welcome.

(natives chanting in foreign language)

- Or telling us to get lost.

- You're both wrong.

That's a religious chant.

- Well, good show.

We're just in time.

- Not so fast.

Most of the tribes in these parts

are somewhat secretive about their traditions.

- Ah yes, must respect that of course.

We'll just get close enough to get it on film.

Front and center, Roscoe.

Now we're gonna have to get this in one wide angle shot.

We'll pick up the closeups after I negotiate

with the local union. (laughs)

(playful orchestral music)

(sailors chattering)

(natives chanting in foreign language)

- Get it all, lad, every detail, every nuance.

This is priceless.

- Yeah, yeah, you can count on me, C.B.

(equipment crashes) - Are you hearing Kong?

(natives chanting in foreign language)

- Hm, you heard it, too?

- Kong?

What does it mean?

- I have no idea actually, but a dying barge captain

of brief acquaintance once mentioned the name Kong.

(Roscoe grunting)

Do stop playing the buffoon, old man.

We're losing the light.

- Sorry, yeah. (grunting)

(tribal drum music) (chanting in foreign language)

- [Captain] In the islands to the north of here

natives tremble at the very sound of the word Kong.

(woman screams)

- [C.B.] Quick, Roscoe, lights, camera, action.

- Whatever that Kong is,

that young girl doesn't want any part of it.

- My guess, Kong is either a god or an evil spirit,

and I'm afraid this young girl might be a human sacrifice.

- What?

- They can't do that.

- Not while C.B. Denham draws breath.

Roll 'em, Roscoe, roll 'em.

- There is no way we can stop them.

- Why not?

What are all these guns for?

- What for indeed.

- Do you want a war on your hands?

These people are fierce warriors.

We would have to shoot every one of them.

- [Jack] We can't just let 'em kill her.

- I should say not.

- This is not our culture, Jack, not our law.

We must not violate theirs.

All right, crew, all hands back to the boat.

- What?

Captain, we haven't even shot a millimeter of film.

- [Captain] You had ample time.

I won't endanger my crew any longer.

- [Roscoe] All set, C.B.

- There, you see?

Start filming.

(equipment clattering)

(ominous music)

(speaking in foreign language)

- (grunts) Help.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Hang on, Roscoe!

Careful of the camera.

(speaking in foreign language)

How do you do, Chief, old man.

Denham's the name, C.B. Denham.

Perhaps you've heard of me.

(speaking in foreign language)

Ah!

(speaking in foreign language)

What could he possibly have heard?

(speaking in foreign language)

- Steady.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Boss fella, (speaking in foreign language).

Big job, (speaking in foreign language).

Big chief.

(villager grunts)

(speaking in foreign language)

(Ann gasps)

- Holy moly.

- What'd he say?

- I can not be sure.

Somethin' to do with Miss Darrow.

- I don't like it.

- Nor do I.

(speaking in foreign language)

(ominous music)

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Villager] Kong.

- No! (speaking in foreign language)

- Hey, hold it, guys.

That's close enough.

(speaking in foreign language)

(gun fires)

(villagers gasp)

- Hold your fire.

Everybody back, slowly.

(speaking in foreign language)

(dramatic music) (villagers shouting)

(gun fires)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Whoa!

(tranquil orchestral music)

- We'll weigh anchor as soon

as I get the okay from the engine room.

Then we'll try the other side of the island.

- Maybe we should have another go at those native chaps.

They're probably quite decent fellows beneath it all.

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Jack] Straight up there, Ann, that's the Southern Cross.

In these parts the Cross is a sailor's best friend.

When I stand watch I look at that mighty constellation

and I know exactly where I stand in the universe.

♪ I'm gabbbin' too much and sayin' nothin' ♪

♪ Why can't I clam up ♪

♪ I've never been this way ♪

♪ This isn't like me ♪

♪ I'm never silent ♪

♪ Completely tongue tied without a word to say ♪

♪ I've never seen this girl before ♪

♪ I've never met this man ♪

♪ But it's as if we've been together ♪

♪ Since our lives began ♪

♪ It seems I've known you all my life ♪

♪ I know it's crazy ♪

♪ But it's true ♪

♪ In dreams I've seen you every night ♪

♪ Though I'm no dreamer I've dreamed of you ♪

♪ Is this a fantasy the way I feel ♪

♪ I'm so at home with you ♪

♪ Can it be real ♪

♪ Two strangers meet and magically ♪

♪ They know it's meant to be ♪

♪ They see their destiny ♪

♪ Oh tell me that it's true ♪

♪ In dreams you've known me, too ♪

♪ And love me all your life as I love you ♪

♪ And love me all your life as I love you ♪

♪ I've known you all my life ♪

- [Captain] Mr. Driscoll, report to the bridge.

(Ann humming)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music) - Oh!

Hey, what are you, ow! (grunting)

(necklace clatters)

- We'll find a cove somewhere

on the leeward side of the island.

- Suits me, old man.

The sooner the better.

- Yes, Captain.

- Ah, there ya are, Jack.

How soon can we get underway?

- 10 minutes give or take.

- Well, let's get on with it then.

(ominous music)

- Wow. (Chips chatters)

It's gotta be Ann's.

I can't picture any of our crew...

(Chips whines)

Come on, Chips, let's go find her.

(eerie music)

(Ann grunting)

- [Ann] Let me go! (grunting)

- All engines ahead, one-quarter.

- Captain, Captain, Ann isn't onboard!

- What?

- Me and Chips looked everywhere.

Look, look, I found this on deck.

It must be hers.

- Egad, most of the natives

were wearing these thingamebobs.

- All engines stop.

Drop anchor!

(anchor splashes)

- Break out the arms locker!

All hands man the boats!

- Aye aye, Cap'n.

- What do you want us to do, Mr. Driscoll?

- I'll take the first boat, you follow with your gas bombs.

- Righto, old sport.

- What do you want us to do, Captain?

- Get outta the way.

- Aye aye, sir.

(Chips chatters)

Darn right.

We gotta do more than just get outta the way.

Come on, Chips.

(sailors grunt) - Here we go.

(sailors chattering)

- Captain, look!

- [Captain] This is worse than I thought.

- [C.B.] The diabolical fiends.

- Lower away.

(suspenseful music)

(chanting in foreign language) (tribal drum music)

(fire crackling) (Ann whimpering)

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Villagers] Shh!

- Hark, listen.

The drums have stopped.

- Now what does that mean?

- (scoffs) Haven't the foggiest.

Spooky, though, isn't it?

(ominous music)

- You know, we were never actually ordered to stay aboard,

and Mr. Driscoll always says, if nobody gives you an order,

just pitch in wherever you can.

(Chips chatters) Yep, that's what we're doin',

pitchin' in.

(suspenseful music)

- Come on.

Come on, men, onward and (groans).

- Come on, guys, pick it up.

- Right behind you, old, old, (panting) old chap.

(chanting in foreign language) (tribal drum music)

(Ann whimpering)

- No.

Ah! No.

(Ann crying out) (chanting in foreign language)

No!

Oh no. (whimpering)

(chanting in foreign language)

(ominous music) (Kong booming)

(Kong roaring)

(Ann screams)

- Oh!

(fist banging) (Ann screams)

(boulders rumbling) - Help! (screams)

(Kong roars)

(villagers chattering)

(plodding music)

(equipment crashing)

(Roscoe grunting)

- Look out, here they come!

(villagers chattering)

(Ann whimpering) (Kong grumbling)

(Ann screaming)

- [C.B.] He's got her!

- No, no, too risky.

If you don't kill her, the fall will.

- Oh, (grunts) stop it.

- We've got to do something.

- Hey, there's warm air blowin' through this tunnel.

- Remarkable, I agree, but please some other time perhaps.

- That means this passage leads

to the inside of the volcano.

You stay after him.

Keep that gorilla in sight, all right?

- Shouldn't be difficult.

- I'm gonna try to head him off.

- Well, if you're going to ambush a 60 foot gorilla,

you might want a couple of these.

- Gas bombs? - Gas bombs.

- [Sailor] Whoa!

- Good hunting, old chap.

Hop to it, lads, follow me.

(fist banging) (Kong roars)

(boulders rumbling)

Yikes!

(suspenseful music)

- Whoa!

(C.B. screaming)

- Shoo. Huh?

What?

(wind whistling)

(pterodactyl screeches)

(eerie music)

(Ann gasps)

(Kong grumbles)

(ominous music)

(dinosaur grumbling)

(Jack panting)

Whoa! (grunts)

(gas bomb hisses)

(dinosaur thuds)

(Jack sighs)

(Ann screams)

(dinosaur roars)

(Ann cries out)

(dinosaur roaring) (ominous music)

(fist thuds)

(Kong roars)

(soft orchestral music)

(Ann whimpering)

- Whoa!

No.

(breath hisses)

(ominous music)

(pterodactyls screech)

(Ann screams)

(Kong roaring)

(Ann screams)

(snake hisses)

(Kong roars)

(suspenseful music)

(Ann cries out)

(Kong roars) (rocks clattering)

(volcano booms)

(Ann cries out)

(ominous music)

(Ann gasps)

(volcano booms) (rocks clatter)

(Kong roars) - Egad.

Excuse me.

(Kong roars)

Now, see here, what have you done with Ann?

(Kong grumbles)

(suspenseful music)

(film reel clicking)

Tallyho!

(Kong roaring)

(lava hissing)

(Kong grumbles)

There you are, Roscoe.

(playful music)

- Ready when you are, C.B.

- Hey look, it's Mr. Denham and Roscoe.

(C.B. grunts)

Can you walk, Mr. Denham?

- Afraid not, lad.

You take your pal and save yourselves.

And take Roscoe with you.

- [Roscoe] But I can't leave you, C.B.

- You must, lad.

This is between me and Kong.

Captain Ahab and Moby Dick.

It is our destiny.

- Oh, that's very good, C.B.

- What about all those gas bombs?

- Bad luck, lad.

Butterfingers that I am, I dropped the blasted things.

Huff up now, I left some of them in the longboat.

- All right.

Now, if we could only find the beach.

- No problem there.

Off to the beach.

- Come on, Chips, let's go.

(ominous music) (Kong grumbles)

- [Sailor] Oh, there they are.

- All right then, man the boats.

(Ann panting)

Where's Denham?

- He's not with you?

- Push offshore a bit and signal the Queen to get up steam.

- Get a crate of those gas bombs.

- Hey Captain, Captain!

- Hey, what are you two doin' ashore?

- Get back to the ship.

- But, Mr. Denham.

- [Jack] You know where he is?

- Yeah, I'll show you.

- No, Ricky, you go to the boat.

The monkey'll show me the way.

Come on, Chips.

- He don't work without me, Mr. Driscoll.

- Well, okay.

Get movin'.

(Kong roars)

(ominous music)

- Ah!

So, it's you, is it?

Well, I certainly don't care for your attitude.

(tree crashes)

Make a note of that, Roscoe.

(Kong grumbles)

(footsteps stomping)

(suspenseful music)

(gas bomb hisses)

(Kong grumbles)

(ominous music)

- What?

(Kong grumbling)

(Ann and sailors gasp)

(Kong roars) (gas bomb hisses)

- Ah, there it is.

The biggest, the fiercest, the greatest beast on Earth,

and we've got him, chaps.

Ha, we've got him!

- You mean he hasn't got us.

(volcano booming)

(lava hissing)

(villagers screaming)

Shove off!

- Shove off?

Captain, surely you don't intend to just leave him.

- What do you want me to do, hold his hand?

All of ya back to the ship.

- Captain, be reasonable.

- There is nothin' I can or care to do.

- Captain, please.

- [Jack] There oughta be somethin', Captain.

- What?

- Hm, perhaps I might make a suggestion.

(bright orchestral music)

- [Radio Director] You're on the air.

- [Radio Announcer] Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. America

and all the ships at sea.

Let's go to press.

Dateline, New York City.

What Broadway producer sold out opening night

without revealing one word about his new show?

An import from the South Seas, yet.

Open letter to C.B. Denham:

This better be big.

(upbeat orchestral music)

(audience applauds)

♪ He's the biggest beast I've heard ♪

♪ The Eighth Wonder of the World ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying Kong ♪

♪ The Mighty Kong ♪

♪ Nature's greatest mystery ♪

♪ Safely in captivity ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying Kong ♪

♪ The Mighty Kong ♪

♪ He found him on a forgotten isle ♪

♪ Where dinosaurs survived ♪

♪ Then what did he do for me and you ♪

♪ He brought Kong back alive ♪

♪ Brought Kong back alive ♪

♪ What a showman, what a show ♪

(pterodactyl screeches)

♪ A greater thrill you'll never know ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying Kong ♪

♪ The Mighty Kong ♪

(audience applauds)

(tribal drumming music)

(natives chanting in foreign language)

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪ (Kong roars)

(audience applauds)

- C.B., every critic in the country is here.

- [C.B.] Photographers?

- Oh yeah, by the dozen.

I put them in the first two rows.

(camera clicks)

(natives chanting)

♪ Hallmark of the wild ♪

♪ Mother Nature's child ♪

♪ Warning mystery ♪

♪ Leave no history ♪

(chanting in foreign language)

♪ Wonder of the world ♪

♪ With your might unfurled ♪

♪ Man at last can see ♪

♪ Nature's majesty ♪

(audience applauds)

Oh, I hate this.

To see that great wild creature chained up like a mad dog.

- I know how the big fella feels.

- This entourage business is tougher than I thought.

(Chips chattering)

- Ah, old man, a bit edgy are we?

I say, Ann darling, didn't I say you'd be a star?

And do be a saint and stand

where the big fellow can see you.

There's a good girl.

(Kong grumbles)

- I've got a really bad feeling about this, C.B.

- Oh naturally you have, my dear.

What's an opening night without jitters?

- [Ann] This poor animal is just not meant to be in chains.

- Of course he's not.

None of us are, but don't you see, he's a trooper

just like you and me.

And it's not as though he's just working for bananas alone.

I've got my eye on a thousand acre spread

for him in South Jersey.

- (groans) He can't survive in Jersey.

Nobody can.

- Hm, well, you're absolutely right.

We'll work something out.

Must run.

Oh, and break a leg big fellow.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome.

(audience shouting) Tonight I am taking you

on a journey. - Kong!

- A journey deep into the uncharted waters

of the South Pacific.

From there we will travel backwards in time,

over 50 million years into the past.

Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present

the Eighth Wonder of the World, the one, the only,

(dramatic music) the Mighty Kong!

(Kong roars)

(audience members shouting)

Keep your seats,

keep your seats, please. (woman sighs)

those chains would hold a battleship.

And now, gentlemen of the press, you may get your pictures.

(cameras clicking) (reporters chattering)

(Kong grumbling)

(stammers) Hold on there.

Stop, please.

(reporters chattering) (Kong grumbling)

Ann! Ann!

Ladies and gentlemen,

may I present the lovely Miss Ann Darrow.

The one person more than any other

responsible for the Mighty Kong being on this stage tonight.

(audience cheers) (audience applauds)

- Oh great, I really needed that.

I wasn't feeling guilty enough?

- Indeed, it was her extraordinary beauty

that lured this magnificent beast

down from his mountain lair.

Even now he can not take his eyes off her.

(Kong grumbling)

(audience member cries out)

- What? (Captain grunts)

- I'm so sorry.

(somber orchestral music)

- (laughs) Ziegfeld, eat your heart out. (laughs)

(cameras clicking) (reporters chattering)

(Kong roars)

Stop!

He thinks Ann is in danger.

No more!

Stop!

(Kong roars)

No!

Enough I say!

(dramatic music) (audience members shouting)

Stop!

(fists thumping)

I'm warning you, I say.

(Kong roars)

Yikes!

(chain crashes)

That does it.

You'll never work in this town again.

(audience members shouting) (ominous music)

(Kong grumbles)

- Call center, get me the 47th Precinct and quick.

- [Ann] Jack, they'll kill him.

- [Jack] The best thing we can do is get to the hotel

and stay outta sight.

- Not a moment to lose, Sergeant,

and we're going to need reinforcements.

The Army, air support.

- Whoa now, hold your horses, pal.

Now what seems to be the disturbance here?

- Disturbance?

Egad, man, if that gorilla breaks out of--

- Clancy, get the crowd back!

(metal crashing)

You'll back up a ways, mac.

I been runnin' gorillas out of this town

since Al Capone was in knee pants.

Now stand back with the crowd.

- But Sergeant.

- Clancy, get this bum out of here.

- Bum?

I'll have you know, my good man,

that I am non other than C.B. Denham himself.

Roscoe!

- (grunts) Hello, hello, hello.

All right punk, we know you're in there.

Come out with your hands up.

- See here, Sergeant.

(footsteps boom)

(Kong roars)

(crowd gasps) - Good lord.

- So what in the name of, Clancy!

(crowd shouting) (dramatic music)

(Kong roars)

- Oh my gosh. (Jack groans)

- Ann, you gotta get outta here.

(footsteps booming)

(ominous music)

(woman screams) (glass breaks)

(footsteps booming)

(glass breaking)

(barrel crashing)

(water splashing)

(crowd shouting)

(ominous music)

(Kong grumbles)

Ann.

(Ann whimpers)

(man cries out)

(cars crashing)

- Veggies.

Veggies!

(vendor screams)

(wood cracking)

(vendor whimpering)

(footsteps booming)

(water splashing)

(Kong grumbling)

(metal clatters) (cat yowls)

(ominous music)

(playful music)

(man grunts)

(man cries out)

(footsteps booming)

(diners chattering)

(tires screech)

(diners chattering)

(glass breaks) (woman screams)

(glass breaking)

(dramatic music)

(siren blaring)

(tires screech) - Huh?

(Kong grumbles)

- Hey, put us down.

You're under arrest.

- [Officer] Yeah.

(car crashes)

(Kong grumbles)

(man cries out)

(Kong grumbles)

- Put me down will ya, ya big black hairy ape.

(dramatic music)

(smoke hisses)

(Kong grumbles)

(Kong sneezes)

(man and woman scream)

(train whistle blows) - Well, that's the last time

you drive me anywhere.

(ominous music)

- I've given her a sedative.

She'll be asleep in a moment.

(ominous music)

(Kong sniffing)

She is to have complete rest,

absolutely no more excitement.

(glass breaking) (dramatic music)

- Whoa!

(Jack grunting)

Ann. - Hey.

- 10-4.

All right, help's on the way.

There's a squadron of tanks comin' up from the armory.

All right, everyone, move out and block off

the side streets.

(suspenseful music)

- [Officer] Our cavalry's at 33rd.

- The tanks are less than a minute away.

(Kong grumbles)

(tanks rumbling)

- Set your range.

Down 200.

Range 420.

(Kong grumbles) Ready,

aim...

Hold your fire!

(gun booms)

Hold your fire!

(Kong grumbles)

(sirens blaring)

(dramatic music)

(footsteps booming)

(Kong grumbles)

- Good heavens, he's got Ann.

See here, you, put that girl down at once.

(suspenseful music)

- What?

(electricity zaps)

(Jack grunts)

(airplanes rumbling)

- Egad, Ann!

(Ann gasps)

- Call off the planes!

I said call off the planes!

(gun firing)

(Kong roars)

(gun firing)

(Kong grumbles) (fists thudding)

(Ann screams)

(crowd gasps)

(airplane buzzing)

(suspenseful music)

(airplane crashing)

- Shoo.

- Take a note, Roscoe.

A copy to the president.

- Well I'll be a...

I guess they decided to try your idea after all, C.B.

Two blimps and a cargo net.

Looks pretty harebrained to me.

- Fat lot you know.

There's more than one way to get a gorilla

off the Empire State Building.

(Kong grumbles)

- [Blimp Pilot] That's him.

(air hissing)

(dramatic music)

(Jack panting)

- Kong!

Kong!

(Jack grunting)

(Jack panting)

(fists thumping)

Kong!

- Gee, C.B., do you think it'll work?

- It'll work.

It's got to work.

(dramatic music)

(net ripping)

(crowd gasps)

(Kong roars)

(Kong's head thuds)

(Roscoe cries out)

(Kong thuds)

- (cries) Oh no.

(crowd gasps)

(Ann screams)

(dramatic music)

(Jack grunting)

- Wow.

(triumphant music)

- Ha! - Yes!

- There ya go. - Ann.

- Here, eh.

(somber music)

(Ann crying)

- If the big fella's able to pull out of this,

I'm gonna find him his own island.

- Oh sure.

And that'll be fine as long as it's not Manhattan.

(jaunty music)

- [Radio Announcer] Hello America and all the ships at sea.

Dateline New York.

Well, show biz giant C.B. Denham finally had his big day.

Now he'll go down in the books as having the biggest act

with the shortest run on Broadway.

(Chips chattering)

(somber music)

- You know, chaps, when you write this story,

remember, it wasn't the fall that killed Kong.

It was beauty that killed the beast.

(triumphant music)

(Chips chattering)

- Huh?

(soft orchestral music)

♪ Two strangers meet and magically ♪

♪ They know it's meant to be ♪

♪ They see their destiny ♪

♪ Oh tell me that it's true ♪

♪ In dreams you'd know me, too ♪

♪ And love me all your life as I love you ♪

♪ And love me all your life as I love you ♪

♪ I've known you all my life ♪

- One C.B. Denham film and you're off to the coast! (laughs)

♪ Oh what a luscious life you'll lead in Lotus Land ♪

♪ Hollywood ♪

♪ Living it up in the lap of luxury ♪

♪ Malibu Beach ♪

♪ Closets full of designer dresses ♪

♪ Chauffeured limousines ♪

♪ Glamorously going places ♪

♪ To the clubs or to the races ♪

♪ Live in a Spanish mansion with a swimming pool ♪

♪ And a butler ♪

♪ The famous faces dropping in for tea ♪

♪ Dougie Fairbanks ♪

♪ As the queen of Lotus Land I'll give you a helping hand ♪

♪ All you've gotta do is stick with me ♪

- And I'm the cameraman.

♪ All you've gotta do is stick with me ♪

- Or a producer.

♪ All you've gotta do is stick with me ♪

- I know, a director!

♪ All you've gotta do is stick with me ♪

♪ La la la la la la la la la la la ♪

(tribal drum music)

(chanting in foreign language)

♪ Wonder of the world ♪

♪ With your might unfurled ♪

♪ Man at last can see nature's majesty ♪

(upbeat music)

♪ He's the biggest beast I've heard ♪

♪ The eighth wonder of the world ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying Kong ♪

♪ The Mighty Kong ♪

♪ Nature's greatest mystery ♪

♪ Safely in captivity ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying Kong ♪

♪ The Mighty Kong ♪

♪ He found him on a forgotten isle ♪

♪ Where dinosaurs survived ♪

♪ Then what'd he do for me an you ♪

♪ He brought Kong back alive ♪

♪ Brought Kong back alive ♪

♪ What a showman, what a show ♪

♪ A greater thrill you'll never know ♪

♪ C.B. Denham's terrifying, mystifying Kong ♪

♪ The Mighty Kong ♪