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Fearing that Congo Bill suspects the death of Tom McGraw was not accidental,
Bernie plots to remove the famous animal trainer.
Now, as Congo Bill pursues an intruder who attempted to steal the letter, Tom
McGraw left.
What's up, Bill?
Somebody's been following around in my room, but he got away. Keep an eye open,
will you, Lonnie? I'll look around. Right.
There's Congo Bill.
Who was that on the bridge?
That's what I'd like to know.
I'll go find out.
What's up, Bill?
Bonnie and I were chasing a prowler. Any idea who it was?
No.
We heard somebody down there. Well, he's taking a look.
Bernie! Come down here, quick!
Ronnie, the watchman. He must have fallen off the bridge.
This guy is in with the attack on Tom. And on me.
I'll notify the authority.
Bill. Stop in at the office. There's something I want to clear up.
Right.
Bill, I'm sorry about our little misunderstanding.
Sorry, Bernie. Forget the whole thing.
Oh, no. No, I'm going to give you something you've wanted for a long time.
What's that?
That trip to Africa.
Will you go?
Sure, I will. Thanks for the opportunity. It means a lot more to me
now than you know.
How soon can you get ready?
All I got to do is button my coat.
I don't pack.
The deal. Right.
So, Congo Bill journeys to Africa, unaware that an important letter to
Andre Bocart is one plane ahead of him.
Get those bags in right away, will you?
Well, did you two do your job?
Congo Bill has left Africa for good.
That's funny.
I just saw him walk into the Green Parrot.
Why didn't you stay until the job was finished?
We were sure he was a goner.
Well, I suppose it's my fault.
I never did teach you how to think.
Well, Dr. Greenway, did you have a nice day?
Not good, not bad.
Bad.
Good evening, Congoville.
Will you be enjoying our hospitality very long? Only until I'm ready to
travel. You have some special purpose, perhaps?
Uh-huh. To hunt wild animals. Ah, hunter.
It's a brave calling.
Clegg, have you ever heard of a lost white tribe?
Well, we hear many rumors.
But pure truth.
However, there are those who have information to tell.
How much do you charge?
Oh, not me.
Whatever I know or have is at the disposal of my guests.
The tribe is supposed to be ruled by a young girl. A white girl?
That's right. Have you heard of her?
No. No, I haven't.
But I'll keep my ears open. And if I hear anything, you'll know it.
Thank you. Now, if you'll excuse me, the business of my establishment calls.
Oh, Frank.
Have
you
any idea why Bernie McGraw is so anxious to get rid of Congo Bill?
No, I haven't. Wish I had.
I'd be worth something to him.
Two tall, refreshing drinks, my good man.
Must be something important, Clegg. It isn't very often that you honor us.
It pleases you to jest.
I'm serious.
Oh, then your visit must concern financial matters.
Bokar, my friend, you misjudge me.
You know I'm an easygoing man.
Honest and willing to help.
Mm-hmm. For a price?
Of course.
And the information I have is worth a lot.
I'll decide that.
What is it? In time, my friend.
But first, there's another matter to be settled.
Oh? What's that?
You discovered land that has plenty of gold.
Who says so?
Just rumor.
But in case it's true, I'd like to join the fortunate company.
And cut in on the gold?
Slightly.
Just slightly.
But my information is worth a lot more.
Your information isn't worth anything unless I have it.
Am I taken in, gentlemen?
You'll be cut in. Let's have it.
Congo Bill is searching for the young queen of a lost tribe.
Why? I don't know.
Then find out.
Another thing.
See that Congo Bill has trouble making up a safari.
With pleasure.
I always hate to see a paying guest depart.
How's the safari coming? It isn't. I haven't been able to get a single
carrier, a gun bearer, or even a guide.
Well, sometimes it's like that.
But you must keep trying.
I intend to. Any suggestions?
Yes.
There's an old fellow called Blinky.
He lives down the road about a mile to the south.
See him.
Thanks, I will.
I'll check with him later. Good luck.
Sorry, I can't help you.
Where are you heading your safari?
Well, if I get it together, I'm heading for Namu Valley.
I wouldn't try it, sir.
Oh, no, Blinky.
You're not going to sit there and tell me it's taboo. It is. What with that
mysterious white queen and all. Yeah, it's probably just a legend.
No, it's more than that.
I knew one man who saw her.
It was a long time ago.
I found an old man out in the jungle.
His name was, uh...
Stanley or Sampson or something like that.
That's Carver's assistant who was named Stanton.
Huh? Nothing. Go ahead.
He spoke about a young child, a girl that was left somewhere in the jungle.
Didn't last very long.
All he left was a knapsack with some papers in it.
Blakey, whatever happened to the knapsack?
Like it's not, it's gathered in dust in a hut I've been using for years out here
in the jungle.
Would you take me there? I'll make it worth your while.
I won't take you there.
But if I get started now, I can get back late tomorrow.
I'll meet you then. Any place you say.
There's an old mill by the road way off west here.
Know where it is? No, but I'll find it.
I'll meet you there tomorrow, just before sundown.
I'll have the knapsack. You got yourself a deal.
We'll keep out of sight in here until Congo Bill shows up.
It works What'd you turn that on
for makes the place look busy
Will Aldrich be forced to tell Bernie about the letter Tom wrote? What
sinister scheme is the wily Klieg up to? Be sure to see Congo Bill Springs
Attract, the fourth action chapter of Congo Bill, at this theater next week.
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