Original subtitles

(country music) (Tom laughing)

♫ Now listen you folks, my name is Tom Sawyer

♫ I don't want to be no doctor or no lawyer

♫ Fishin' by the river, that's the only place to be

♫ I want to be free, sittin' under a tree, that's me

(whistling)

(Tom laughing)

♫ These are the stories of Tom Sawyer

♫ Me and and Huck Finn just playin' by the river

♫ Chasin' that steamboat, teacher let me be

♫ I want to be free, sittin' under a tree

♫ That's me

(Tom laughing)

- [Tom] You know, Sid, I woke up this morning with a feeling

that today was gonna be one of the best days ever.

(humming)

- Tom, wait for me.

Huh?

I wonder why he's in such a hurry to get to school.

Boy, that sure isn't like Tom.

- [Tom] Bye, Mary, see you later.

- Where you rushin' to, Tom?

- School.

What else?

(birds chirping)

Morning, Ben.

- Huh?

- [Tom] See you in school!

- Huh, must be up to something.

- I was in a mighty powerful hurry that day,

but not to get to school.

I had to see Huck, 'cause me and him were planning

to have ourselves a big adventure.

(birds chirping)

Hey Huck, you awake yet?

Come on, Huck, wake up.

This is a big day.

Huck?

What, where is he?

- Hi, Tom.

- You're sure up and out mighty early today.

- Yep.

- Whatcha been up to so early in the morning, Huck?

- Well, picked two of these.

Here, why don't you take on of 'em?

- Thanks.

Mm.

Pretty good.

- Mm hmm.

Shouldn't you be in school?

- Nah, I got more important things to do.

We gotta try to find ourselves a pick.

- Really?

What fer?

- I'll tell you what fer.

To dig up that pirates treasure, remember?

Muff Potters said it was buried real deep.

We only got us one shovel,

a pick will help us dig a powerful bit faster.

- Reckon you're right.

- So you gotta get one for us, it's important.

- All I can do is try my darndest.

- Can you get it before nightfall, Huck?

- That's a mite quick, I don't know for sure about that.

- Awe come on, please.

- Well Tom, if it's important enough for you to say please,

I'll do it.

- All right.

Well, guess I'll be on my way.

Bye now and thanks for the tomato, Huck.

Wait a minute, you like sandwiches?

- Huh?

Yeah, why?

- Here, I'll give you mine.

- Thanks, but what about you?

What are you gonna do for lunch?

- I'll be all right, don't worry none.

- That's mighty kind, Tom.

- Don't forget to round up that pick for us.

- You bet, Tom.

I won't forget.

- Great, see you later.

- See ya.

(paper crumpling)

Oh boy.

I'll sure have myself a mighty fine breakfast.

- [Tom] I knew Huck would get us that pick

and that 'fore long he and me

would be digging up pirate's treasure.

Now all we'd have to do is figure out where it was buried.

- Hey.

Tom, wait for me.

- Morning Becky.

How are ya?

- [Becky] I'm fine, thanks.

- Sure is mighty hot today.

- Do you feel okay?

You're sweatin', Tom.

- Yeah, I'm okay.

I was just hurryin'.

- Well don't you have a handkerchief?

- Uh, seems as how I don't.

- You're so forgetful sometimes.

Here I'll let you use mine, it's brand new.

There.

- Pretty.

Huh?

(sniffing)

Mm.

Hey, that's really nice.

- I dabbed a little bit of real good perfume on it.

That's why.

Do you like it?

(sniffing)

- Mm.

Ahh.

Don't seem right to wipe sweat

with something this pretty, Becky.

But I do appreciate it.

- No bother, just use it.

- No, Becky.

- You can keep it.

- No, I'll mess it up.

It's much too pretty.

- Oh Tom, you're just being silly.

I want you to have it, okay?

(grunting)

- Ah.

Hey, Becky!

What'd you do that for?

- 'Cause you need it worse than I do.

- [Tom] Becky, take it back!

- Hi, Becky. - No!

(Becky laughing)

- [Tom] Nah, I don't want to use it.

- Well I don't want it back.

I have another one, I'll just throw it away.

- Hmm?

You wouldn't.

(bell ringing)

- Student] Good morning, Mr. Dobbins.

- [Second Student] Good morning, sir.

- [Third Student] Good morning, Mr. Dobbins.

- Hurry along now so we can start the morning.

(Tom and Becky laughing)

- Becky, I don't want it, take it back.

- [Becky] No, I won't.

- Becky, it's too pretty.

- I gave it to you. - No.

- So that's that. - Come on.

Come on, Becky, take it back.

I don't want to dirty it up.

- You're just gonna make us late for school

if you don't take it.

- I ain't goin' no where till you take it.

Now here. - No.

No.

- Thomas!

Thomas Sawyer, what no good are you up to now?

- I didn't do nothin' wrong, sir.

- That's right, Mr. Dobbins.

- Don't tell me you were doin' nothin'.

I saw you with my own two eyes bullyin' Becky around.

- But sir, we was only playin'.

- How dare you lie to me, young man.

I was watching you.

(Becky crying) - I'm innocent.

Honest.

- Look here, you've gone and made this poor girl cry.

- No, you're mistaken, sir.

- How's that?

- A little piece of dirt got in my eye.

- Dirt?

- That's right, sir.

It was just a piece of dirt.

It wasn't Tom that made me cry at all.

- Now, now, Becky.

You don't have to cover up for Tom.

- I'm not coverin' up for him.

Tom was just trying to put my handkerchief back in my--

- Tom, you stole Becky's handkerchief, didn't you?

- No I didn't.

- Please, you've got to believe him, Mr. Dobbins.

- That's enough now.

Tom, you come with me.

(children gasping)

I think what you need is a little taste of my whip.

- [Tom] Ouch, I didn't do nothin'.

- Please don't whip him.

- [Dobbins] Thomas Sawyer, you're nothin' but trouble.

(children protesting)

- [Sid] I should speak up for Tom, he's my brother.

- Wait.

But sir, I didn't take it.

Honest.

(children gasping)

Oh.

- Class, I'm going to have to give Thomas Sawyer

a whipping this morning.

- [All] Oh no.

- I saw him bullying Becky Thatcher with my own two eyes

this morning, and not only that, he won't own up to it.

He lies and says he's done nothin' wrong.

And what's worse, he's got Becky lyin' to cover up for him.

That's why I'm gonna have to make an example of him.

- Sir, Tom's not one to bully little girls around.

(children agreeing)

- Now don't you sass me.

There's not much of anything that he wouldn't do.

(children protesting)

Silence class!

(Becky crying)

Miss Thatcher, please stop crying and take your seat now.

- Mr. Dobbins, I'm asking you to please forgive Tom.

- Forgive Tom?

Well my, my.

(children protesting)

There, you see?

That proves I'm right.

Otherwise why would Becky ask me to forgive him?

- No sir, that's not what I meant.

- Becky, it's time for you to take a seat.

And it's time for Tom to get a lashing

that will make him think twice before bullying girls.

- [Tom] Somehow gettin' a whooping weren't half as bad

as having to see Becky cry. (Becky sobbing)

- (clears throat) Ready?

- Yes sir, Mr. Dobbins.

I'll take my punishment like a man.

Go ahead.

- This'll teach you.

(door opens)

- [Stevenson] Mr. Dobbins.

- Superintendent Stevenson.

- Why are you punishing Tom?

I've a witness here who saw the whole thing

and I believe his story.

- A witness?

Who is it?

- Come on in, Sid.

Mr. Dobbins, you most likely know Sid.

He's Tom's younger brother.

Sid's an honest boy and he says Tom and Becky were playing.

Tom didn't steal Becky's handkerchief, as you surmised.

They were just joking, therefore no harm was done.

- Don't trust him.

How in the world can you believe Sid?

He'd lie to save his brother's hide

just like Becky Thatcher tried to.

He's fibbing, Mr. Stevenson.

- I am not.

(clears throat)

I'm sorry, sir.

I only meant to say it's the honest truth.

I wouldn't lie even to save my brother's hide.

Honest.

- Mr. Dobbins, this matter is settled.

Now put the whip away and get on with today's lessons.

- I'll do as you say, sir.

But I tell you, Tom's a bad lot that gets into

a lot of mischief.

Won't be long till I get you up here again.

- Don't be so harsh on him.

Now Tom, run along and take your seat.

- [Tom] Yes, sir.

Sometimes havin' a little brother ain't too bad a thing.

- Thank you for clearing this up, Sid.

Now run along to your class.

- Yes, sir.

- [Tom] Boy, that was a close one.

Well, Sid saved me this time.

But old Mr. Dobbins was guaranteed to whip me for something

sooner or later.

It was just in his nature, I reckon.

By lunchtime I had worked up a mighty powerful hunger

and I was startin' to wish I hadn't given Huck my sandwich.

But then, low and behold.

- Tom, have a sandwich.

- Why, thank you.

- Help yourself, Tom.

- Mm, thanks.

- Tom, apple?

- Sure.

Thanks.

I was findin' out who my real friends were.

This was quite a day.

I hadn't gotten a whoopin' and I didn't have to go hungry.

And the best was yet to come,

'cause I knew Huck and me were gonna find us

some buried treasure.

(cat meowing)

- [Aunt Polly] So what happened then, Sid?

- Mr. Dobbins was scolding Tom for something he didn't do.

So I went to the school master, Mr. Stevenson

to save Tom from a whoopin'.

The school master believed me.

He knows I'm no fibber.

- Mr. Dobbins is always unjustly pickin' on Tom.

It just isn't right.

Tom gets in trouble for things he hasn't even done.

- Not always.

He don't get caught for half the things he's done.

- There's no denying he's a mischief maker

who gets into a lot of trouble,

but he's not one to bully girls.

- Mary's right.

Tom's not the sort to go around bullying girls.

- That's right, Sid.

I always brought Tom up to be a gentleman.

What?

Tom?

Just where are you sneakin' off to?

- Uh...

- [Aunt Polly] Come in here this instant.

- Sure, Aunt Polly.

What do you want?

- [Aunt Polly] I want to talk to you.

- [Mary] Sid told us about that mean Mr. Dobbins

and what happened at school today.

- Mm, yeah.

If it weren't for Sid--

Oh Sid, I forgot to thank you for what you done.

- Oh, it weren't nothin'.

- Weren't nothin'?

You got me out of a mess and saved my hide

from a lashin'.

I'm much obliged.

- Well...

- Hurray.

- Stop that, Mary.

He don't deserve it.

- Well, gotta get goin'.

- [Aunt Polly] You stay out of mischief now, Tom.

- Don't worry.

I'll walk the straight and narrow, Aunt Polly.

- Hey, Tom, can I go with ya?

- Well, why not?

- Hey, Tom's gonna let me go along.

- You be good, Sid.

- Let's get goin'.

- [Sid] I'm comin'.

- [Tom] It ain't as though I wasn't grateful to see it,

but me and Huck had serious work to do

diggin' up that pirate's treasure.

And we couldn't waste time babysittin' a little kid.

So much as I hated doin' it, I had to try my best

to shake Sid off my heels.

(screeches to a stop)

(panting)

Sorry, Sid.

I felt guilty about ditchin' Sid,

but that didn't last long.

- [Sid] Tom!

- Huh?

Oh no.

Gee, I thought you were right behind me.

- Hmm.

You want to play tag?

You're it.

- I'm sorry, Sid, but I gotta get goin'.

I'd like to play with you,

but I got somethin' real important to do.

- Why don't you let me do it with you?

- Well, it's kind of grownup business.

- I bet you're gonna go play with Huck Finn.

- Well yes, but don't go tellin' Aunt Polly on me.

- I won't.

Cross my heart.

- I don't want you to be gettin' into any trouble, Sid.

So I think you'd better be runnin' along home, okay?

- But I saved your hide today.

I want to go with ya.

- I all ready thanked ya for that.

Now run on home, will ya, Sid?

- Whatcha up to, Tom?

Huh?

- Mm, look, Sid, you gotta promise me

you ain't gonna tell nobody.

- All right, I promise you, Tom.

- We're after pirate's treasure.

- Jiminy, pirate's treasure?

- Uh-huh.

Remember now, you promised me you won't be telling nobody.

- Let me help ya, huh Tom?

- Ya gotta be older to hunt pirate treasure.

- I'm old enough to help ya.

- Listen, Sid.

- [Sid] To what?

- How could I account to Aunt Polly

for what might happen to you if I was to let you come along?

Besides, I'm afraid you'd just get in our way.

Injun Joe's looking for the treasure too.

You know who he is, don't you?

- Mm hmm.

- So you see we gotta find the treasure

before Injun Joe does.

Because if he knew we was even lookin' for it...

Hmm?

(bushes rustling)

- Tom, what's that noise?

- Quiet.

(dramatic music)

Oh no.

- That's him, ain't it Tom?

- Mm hmm, it sure is.

- Tom, I'm gettin' really scared.

- Maybe now you can understand why I didn't want ya

to come along, Sid.

All right now, better let me handle this.

You go on home.

- [Sid] I reckon Tom's right.

This is no place for me.

- Why should I be a feared of him?

For all he knows I'm just out takin' a walk.

- Hey you, boy.

You best watch what you're doin'.

You dropped your hat back there.

- Oh, um, I reckon the wind knocked it off.

- It is a bit windy 'round here.

Yeah, real windy.

(Injun Joe chuckling)

- [Tom] Hey, Huck!

- Hey there, Tom.

Come on up.

Oh, dagnabbit.

- Golly, Tom.

What's the matter with you anyway?

- [Tom] Oh, nothing.

(breathing deeply)

- You know, you don't look entirely well, Tom.

- I'm not.

- Say, you didn't happen to run into Injun Joe

out there, did ya?

- Yeah.

Now how'd you know about that?

- I've seen him.

He's been hanging around Cardiff Hill for some time now.

- Huck, do you suppose Muff Potter told him

about the buried treasure?

- I reckon that might be, Tom.

- Well I hope he don't find out we know about it too.

- Why?

- He'd kill us for sure.

- Aw, come on now, Tom.

You ain't scared of Injun Joe, are ya?

- I reckon I am.

- No need of bein' scared if he don't know

what we're up to.

We'll just have to watch our step so that he don't

get wind of it.

- Right.

- By the way, I found us a pick, Tom.

- Hmm.

- What's wrong?

Don't you wanna dig for pirate's treasure?

- Yep.

- What then?

- I was just thinking.

We'd be safer if we did our diggin' at night.

'Cause Injun Joe isn't as likely to be prowlin' around then.

- That's right.

- Might work.

- All right then, we could start in diggin' tonight.

Don't you reckon?

- Then we're agreed.

- We best decide where we're gonna dig before dark, though.

- Makes sense to me.

- Well let's head over to Cardiff Hill right now.

- Yeah, we'll go there and act like we're playing

but we'll really be lookin' for the place

the buried treasure is hidden.

- [Huck] That's a great plan, Tom.

Let's go.

How about over yonder by that elm tree?

- All right, Huck.

I reckon that's as likely a place as any

for pirates to bury treasure.

We'll come back after dark and begin our diggin'.

You bring the pick and I'll meet ya here

just before midnight.

(exciting music)

- Tom, I wasn't expecting you to be comin'

back home so soon.

- I just felt like catchin' up on some readin'.

- Readin'?

You feelin' all right?

- [Tom] Hmm?

Why sure I'm all right.

What's wrong with a fella wantin' to ready, Mary?

- Nothin' if it were Sid.

(door creaks)

- [Tom] Hiya, Sid.

(humming)

- What are you lookin' at them books for?

Are you feelin' all right?

Injun Joe scare ya?

- Huh?

Injun Joe?

I forgot about him.

- Are you still gonna hunt for the treasure?

- [Tom] Sure am.

- Why, Tom?

- 'Cause huntin' treasure's an adventure.

Now let me read.

- [Sid] Okay, Tom.

- Everyone knew I wasn't much for reading

and they was right.

I was just lookin' for somethin' to put me to sleep

so that I'd be wide awake for tonight.

(Tom snoring)

(frogs croaking)

(humming)

(yawning)

(snoring)

(cat meowing)

Huh?

Shh.

Now you hush up or else Aunt Polly will catch me leavin'.

(owl hooting)

(screaming)

(upbeat music)

- Tom, there ain't nothin' here.

- Hurry up.

Now come on, Huck.

Give it time, give it time.

- How much more time you gonna give it?

- Huh?

Now listen here, Huck, if I was a pirate

and was buryin' treasure, I reckon I'd bury it

as deep as I possibly could.

So no one else could find it.

- I reckon.

Looks like we got a lot more diggin' to do then, right?

- Mm hmm.

That's right.

Sure enough.

- [Huck] You really think we can trust Muff Potter's story

about there bein' pirate's treasure here?

- [Tom] No reason for him to lie to us, Huck.

Now keep on diggin'.

- [Huck] Some how I don't think we're gonna find nothin'.

- Only one way to find out.

We'll dig.

And dig.

And dig some more.

You know Huck, there are a couple of things

I heard grownups say that make sense.

And one of them is, if you wanna get anything out of life

that's worth somethin', you first gotta believe you can.

(country music and whistling)

♫ These are the stories of Tom Sawyer

♫ Me and Huck Finn just playin' by the river

♫ Chasin' that steamboat, teacher let me be

♫ I wanna be free, sitting under a tree

♫ That's me

(Tom laughing)