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Interesting.

But I can see a trained animal at the circus.

Gargantua is not just a trained animal.

He has been programmed to help us. Any way I want him to.

Don't you think this is something the high command will be interested in?

Possibly.

A giant gorilla, especially trained.

Interesting. But what do you get out of it, Erica?

If I can prove that my work is important to the war effort...

then there will be more money for my research. Isn't this true?

I'll radio my superiors and see what they have to say.

Please don't stand too close, folks. Gargantua is not your ordinary ape.

He's not only the most ferocious ape ever kept in captivity...

he's also the most intelligent...

and the closest thing to a man any of you will ever see.

Look at his face.

You can see the same emotions most humans have:

Anger, desire, fear.

When scientists examined Gargantua...

they said he could be one of the missing links between animals and us.

A great, big ape who walks and thinks like a man.

Yes, Hans. I understand.

And I assure you, you have nothing to worry about.

I've told you. I've taken the Pavlovian conditioning-response theory...

and perfected it to a degree no one ever has thought possible.

I have complete control over him.

Hi, Fred.

You lucked out. I'm gonna spell you for the rest of the shift.

Great. It's hard enough giving that spiel with a straight face.

The goggly-eyed look on everyone's faces is enough to drive me wild.

Besides, that thing gives me the creeps.

After you have a couple of beers, you'll forget all about it.

I'm gonna give it a good try.

Guard.

- I have an assignment. - Good.

It's really two missions.

First, we must recapture one of our most important agents...

who has fallen into American hands.

And secondly, if Wonder Woman should interfere...

we must dispose of her.

That is to say...

Gargantua must dispose of her.

Our contact is Hans Ackler.

Good. I'm looking forward to working with Col. Ackler again.

We will leave with Gargantua this evening.

Then we will rendezvous with Hans at a place he has selected...

and then we will prepare for our mission.

Okay, Steigler, go on. Where else?

There's another location at 12th and M Streets...

another at Potomac Parkway...

Mr. Steigler certainly does have a lot of information.

Yes, he does. He's the most important enemy agent...

to come over to our side since the war began.

Then the information he gives us could save a lot of lives.

If it's true. There's always the chance he's a double agent...

feeding us false information and hoping we'll act on it.

The information he's given us so far has checked out.

If it continues to check out, and he really has defected...

you can bet the Nazis will do anything they can to get him back...

dead or alive.

They wouldn't kill him. They'd have to find out what he's told us.

What about my protection?

Don't worry, nothing's going to happen to you.

I don't blame him for being nervous.

He knows what will happen to him if the Nazis get their hands on him.

- Did you hear everything? - Yes. He's gonna be very valuable to us.

I don't want anything to happen to him.

We're moving him to our top-security quarters...

- after this session. - Good.

How long does a full interrogation take?

Could be weeks, Diana.

We want to find out everything he knows.

Erica, how good to see you again.

And you, too, Gargantua.

Yes, Carl.

I have located Steigler.

Where?

American intelligence has converted an old apartment building...

for their top-secret personnel.

He is being held on the fourth floor.

- How tight is their security? - Very tight.

The street is blocked off, all the entrances are guarded...

and there are also guards on every floor.

Fourth floor, Hans, that's going to be tough.

Why do we have to get him out alive? Why don't we just kill him?

Because American intelligence has been questioning him...

getting information.

Berlin wants to know how much he has told them.

Gentlemen...

I assure you, Gargantua will solve all your problems.

I told you before, you have nothing to worry about.

You're well guarded, I assure you.

You underestimate them. They know everything. I've worked with them.

They have ways of getting to anyone.

Here. See this? I've just had this installed.

If there is an emergency, this button will alert the M.P. S on guard.

Good.

- I'll see you tomorrow, at the same time? - Yes. Tomorrow.

Come with me, soldier.

- Sorry, sir, you can't go any further. - Just stay still. No fast moves. Move!

I'd hate to have that ape after me. He just can't wait to tear somebody apart.

Carl is right. How can you be sure he will not harm Steigler?

He won't.

He must bring Steigler back alive. Those are my orders!

Gargantua won't harm Steigler.

He's only been programmed to bring him back to us. Alive.

Look, he's got Steigler.

Congratulations! Now, to the truck.

So far, so good. Half our mission is accomplished.

Now we contact the U-boat, and soon a smooth trip home.

Home? Berlin?

You didn't think we'd let you stay in America too long, did you?

- They got Steigler. - The sergeant.

- Maybe he can tell us what's happened. - Sergeant, where's Steigler?

The alarm sounded.

I came up.

A gorilla attacked me.

A gorilla? Come on, Sergeant, no time for lies.

Steve, he's been very badly frightened.

He may be exaggerating, but I don't think he's lying.

A gorilla?

Well, somehow, someone got Steigler.

You've engineered my escape. I'm grateful. I can get back to my assignment now.

- Berlin wants to talk to you. - Why?

My orders are to bring you back.

I didn't tell them anything, if that's what you think.

I don't think anything. I'm just following orders.

- You established contact? - Yes, I have the submarine now.

Good. Tell them we are ready to be picked up. Make the arrangements.

Wait! We have Steigler. We have accomplished our mission.

But with a little initiative on our part, we could do so much more.

We could dazzle the high command with a success beyond their wildest dreams.

Such as?

Such as bringing Wonder Woman back as our captive.

Capture Wonder Woman?

That is something the high command has been unable to do.

Steigler's a very important man.

The Americans won't let him go without a struggle.

- We have to get out of here fast. - Absolutely not.

Steigler is of such importance to American military intelligence...

that I'm positive Wonder Woman will try to find him and free him.

And when she does, Gargantua will be waiting for her.

I have seen what your Gargantua can do.

But still, how can you expect him to accomplish...

what the entire Nazi secret service has failed to do?

Because I have taken a great deal of trouble training him.

Remember that midshipman I went out with last week?

See the resemblance?

Just looking at that picture of Gargantua is enough to scare you.

He's just a poor animal.

First they capture him and take him from his home.

Then they coop him up in a cage.

And now they've got armed men scouring the city for him.

- Good morning. - Good morning, sir.

- I hope they don't hurt him. - Hurt who?

Gargantua. He escaped from the circus last night.

The circus had a story out on him.

He's supposed to be the smartest ape ever in captivity.

They say he's the closest thing to human they've ever seen.

Steve, an animal as smart as that...

- if he were thoroughly trained... - You're making a believer out of me.

Would you find out...

who the most highly respected animal behavioral scientist is?

- Get a hold of him as quickly as you can. - Yes, sir.

Sorry to take you away from your work...

but it's a real break having a behavioral scientist...

of your renown right here in Washington.

I don't mind, but if it really was a gorilla...

it looks like you've got quite a situation on your hands.

- It is definitely gorilla hair, Major. - You're sure?

Would a gorilla have the strength to do this?

And destroy a desk made of solid oak?

Gorillas do have enormous power, but I've never seen anything like this.

- I didn't think they were that violent. - You're right.

Actually, they're a lot less ferocious than people think.

Let's say, for the sake of argument, it was a gorilla.

What would make him climb up this building, break in, take Steigler out?

I don't know, unless he was trained to do it.

- Trained? - Yes.

Advanced animal training is one of our newest fields...

and the Nazis reportedly are carrying on even more advanced experiments.

And it's really possible to train a gorilla to do that?

Very possible.

Come on, Steve. A gorilla?

They'll laugh me out of the general staff meeting.

I know it sounds fantastic, sir, but we have to consider it as a real possibility.

It's like something out of a King Kong movie.

Maj. Trevor's office.

Yes, sir. One moment, please.

- It's Dr. Osmond. - Thank you.

Maj. Trevor speaking. Yes.

We'll be right over.

Dr. Osmond at Beta Research has just completed his tests.

He says he has something very important to show me.

Will you excuse us, General?

- Dr. Osmond? - Look at this.

That hair sample is from Steigler's room.

It is definitely of the Gorilla beringei maximums...

the great ape.

The guard was right about seeing a giant gorilla.

And look at this.

The gorilla must have stepped into some mud...

while he was crashing through that fence.

The mud hardened. We have a perfect footprint.

I've measured it very carefully.

I'd have to say he's over seven feet tall.

Doctor, is it possible the Nazis could've trained it...

- to scale the wall of a five-story building? - That wouldn't be too difficult.

And have trained it to break in and get Steigler out?

That would require advanced techniques.

However, if someone would have taken a baby ape...

and given him a sophisticated training program...

there's no telling what he might do.

Watch this.

Remember, hunger is his basic drive...

yet he obeys my command.

Is it possible to gain complete control over an animal?

- In theory, yes. - It doesn't seem fair.

Animals should be free, not controlled by people.

We animal behaviorists experiment with animals...

in order to learn more about people.

We've often felt the great ape would be ideal for advanced training.

Why the great ape?

Because of the high degree of his intelligence.

Steve, if we found the ape, we may find Steigler.

That's an interesting assumption, but there's not much to go on.

Perhaps I can help.

Look at this, Major.

Do you see the difference between the normal gorilla hair...

and the one we found in the apartment?

The one on the right looks like it has something stuck on it.

The strands of gorilla hairs we found in Steigler's room...

seem to have a foreign, oily substance on them.

- Was it fresh? - Yes.

Or else the animal's natural body fluids would have carried it away.

Now where could an ape that size come in contact with oil?

The analysis showed it was crude oil.

Crude oil? Let's see.

Some oil tankers are being repaired near the navy yard.

Good thought, but there's too much activity there.

I should think it would have to be in a fairly remote section.

Isn't it possible he could have brushed against a gasoline tank or engine?

The specimen was definitely unrefined oil.

A refinery. There's one near the old Georgetown Road.

- Yes, that's the Gillion Oil Refinery. - No, that can't be it.

They work round the clock for the war. There are hundreds of people there.

The Gillion Oil Refinery moved to a new location six months ago.

- I think the old refinery is still empty. - That's right. I'd better check that out.

Excuse me, Doctor. Diana, call headquarters.

- Tell them where I am. - Yes, sir.

- May I use your phone? - Yes, certainly.

Gen. Blankenship's office.

Hello, Etta.

Hi, Diana. Where are you?

I'm still at Dr. Osmond's lab.

Steve asked me to leave word that he's gone to the Gillion Oil Refinery.

- The old one. - What's he doing there?

He's following up on a lead.

The old Gillion Refinery hasn't been used in a long time.

Steve could be in real danger going there alone.

I was just thinking the same thing, Etta. Bye.

Someone is at Gate 2.

It's Wonder Woman!

- I knew she'd find us. - How were you so sure?

A clue I left to lead them here. A little gorilla hair streaked with crude oil.

Have you forgotten her special bracelets? You can't get a bullet near her.

I'll have to see that with my own eyes.

But it's true, Carl. From all our reports on Wonder Woman...

your bullets will be completely ineffective.

But gentlemen, don't worry.

Gargantua will take care of Wonder Woman.

- Now, my friend, call her. - Why are you doing this?

- Call her. - I thought we were going to escape.

Call her now.

And if you try to warn her, you're a dead man.

Help!

Steigler! Are you all right?

Wonder Woman, meet Gargantua.

- What have you done to this poor animal? - Experimenting.

Have you hurt him?

Gargantua is living proof of my theory...

to alter the response factor of wild animals.

Why can't you just let him be free and live in peace?

Because now we can bring them under our complete control.

In there, please.

Enough! Do as Erica says.

I said in there.

Move!

Good luck, Wonder Woman.

Gargantua, stop. I'm your friend.

You don't understand. They are your enemy.

Gargantua, listen to me.

I'm your friend. I don't want to hurt you.

Gargantua, listen to me.

You three men go up the stairs around the back.

You three men go around the side. Sergeant, you come with me.

The Americans!

- Hurry! The back gate! - We can't leave Gargantua.

Erica, there's no time.

- Wonder Woman! - No, don't shoot.

Why did you shoot him? He didn't know what he was doing.

I'm so sorry, my friend.

Wonder Woman, are you all right?

I'm fine, but he's hurt. The sergeant didn't understand.

This poor, innocent animal is just being used by the Nazis.

- Maj. Trevor, they got away. - How?

They had a car parked by the back gate. A black sedan. It took off in a hurry.

- Couldn't get the license number. - Steve, Conrad Steigler's with them.

Corporal, contact the civilian police. Describe the sedan and the people in it.

Maybe they can come up with something on an APB.

He needs medical help.

I'll keep him sedated. I don't want him too active.

What have they done to him?

The great ape is not a naturally vicious creature.

It's a remarkable example of neuro-psycho training.

Probably accomplished by some advanced method...

of electro-nerve stimulus.

I know it's only a flesh wound, but I'm sure he's very frightened.

Yes.

I wonder why he didn't kill Steigler.

It's possible they've trained him to harm only certain people.

Among them, Wonder Woman.

- Why me? - Maybe the Nazis felt...

he'd be an ideal match for you, Wonder Woman.

At home on Paradise Island we live in peace with all animals...

including those you call "ferocious. "

What are you going to do with him now?

It may be possible to reprogram him.

- He won't suffer, will he? - No.

- The techniques we use are painless. - I'm glad.

He'll be in good hands now.

We can't stay here. The Americans will find us.

You said our agents haven't used this place for years.

What about him? We don't know what he's told them.

No, I swear it. I didn't give them any locations.

How can we believe a traitor?

Wonder Woman is alive!

- What about Gargantua? - He's wounded.

- Where is he? - What difference does it make?

- Wonder Woman could find us. - Where have they taken Gargantua?

I don't know.

The success of my program is as important as this Steigler project.

I must find Gargantua.

I say we have Steigler. Let's get out.

There's only one place they could've taken him.

Where?

Besides my father and Prof. Nozaki of Japan...

Dr. Osmond here in Washington...

is the most informed man in animal behavior in the world.

I'll return with Gargantua tonight!

Erica, the U-boat leaves in four hours. If you're not back, we leave without you.

Careful, Diana, don't get too close to the cage.

Don't worry. I'll be all right.

I've gone about as far as I can with him.

- You've done a wonderful job, Doctor. - Thank you.

- Will Gargantua be all right, Doctor? - I hope so.

Tomorrow I'll start giving him visual images...

together with electro-memoric therapy.

- That won't be painful, will it? - Of course not.

It's frightening to think the Nazis were trying to turn this ape into a slave.

Looks like you made yourself a friend, Diana.

Yes?

- Dr. Osmond? - Yes, I'm Osmond.

I'm Erica Belgard. I'm Otto Belgard's daughter.

- You must be here with the circus. - Yes.

- May we come in? - Yes, certainly!

Are you enjoying your stay in America?

You're the one who trained him! Help!

What's the matter? Have they done something to him?

I don't know. They must have altered his response factor. Picture.

They have. They've reprogrammed him.

Then there's no way you can bring him back.

You've lost control of him.

I'll give him a shot, Hans. You get to truck.

This is a list of every known Nazi and fifth column location...

within a hundred miles of Washington.

I'll check them out, sir.

We've started checking the locations Steigler gave us...

before he was captured.

Good. I'm sure you're following up on all your leads.

You know how it is when they're on your back.

- Give this one a little extra, will you? - Right, sir.

I wish I could be of more help.

You already do more than your share around here, Diana.

The U-boat has been delayed. The Coast Guard has tracked them down.

They've gone on silent running.

They want to change the pickup time to 1400.

- Agreed! - Excellent.

By then, I'm sure Gargantua will be reprogrammed to kill Wonder Woman.

You had your chance, Erica.

- Steigler's the only thing that matters. - I agree with Carl.

We leave right now.

All right, Hans. We'll go.

But remember, my report to the high command...

will have to be that you personally aborted my plans to capture Wonder Woman.

Shall I tell them that?

Shall I tell them it was because of you we failed to capture Wonder Woman?

All right, Erica. We'll play it your way.

But remember, it's your responsibility.

It'll work.

I need a few items to reprogram Gargantua.

As I increase the power, force him to look at this picture of Wonder Woman.

What makes you think this makeshift setup will work this time?

It�ll work!

I'll increase the power.

It's working! Keep the picture there.

Unit 4 calling Maj. Trevor. Over.

Go ahead, Unit 4. This is Maj. Trevor. Over.

We've spotted the group by pier 19, in an old warehouse.

Do you want us to move in?

Negative. Stay out of sight.

I'll bring some backup units.

If they move, notify this frequency and follow them. Over.

Unit 4. Over.

I must find him.

He'll hear the whistle and come back. I know the programming worked.

He could be anywhere, Erica. This warehouse is huge.

We must search outside. We must not let him go.

Please, we've wasted too much time. We still have time to get to the U-boat.

Careful, Steve.

Don't worry. Is the warehouse one of the locations Steigler gave us?

- Yes, sir. - It's near the water.

Their plan must be to get Steigler out by sub.

The Coast Guard's been tailing a U-boat that's been prowling the coast for days.

I'm sorry, Diana. You better stay here. This one's too dangerous.

Yes, sir.

They're escaping!

Gargantua!

What have they done to you?

Stop!

I can't breathe.

We're friends.

Please stop.

Sorry. I didn't want to do that.

Does your wound still hurt?

You and I have no quarrel. I only want to help you.

Your arm is still bleeding.

This terrible thing wouldn't have happened...

if you'd been raised on Paradise Island.

You've been used as a tool of man. You should be free.

You mustn't hurt anyone. Not even her.

I won't hurt you. Come with me.

Wonder Woman! How did you know where to find Steigler?

That's not important. At least he's safe.

But I'm afraid the other two men escaped.

- We stopped them outside the warehouse. - Good.

What happened to Gargantua?

Erica obviously tried to reprogram him and he went berserk.

But I think he's all right now.

He must have sensed you wouldn't have hurt him.

It's just a little kindness and tenderness and love...

that transcends those barriers with animals.

And with people.

Wonder Woman, you're amazing.

Hello, Gargantua.

I know you're safe here, but I just hate to see you locked up in a cage like this.

Don't be afraid.

Let's go.

Isn't it beautiful?

I'm glad you're here. It's very much like my home.

The trees.

Now you're free to roam the jungle with the rest of your friends.

There'll be no Nazis to harm you.

It's time to say goodbye for now, my friend.

Perhaps we'll meet again someday.

It's just not like Diana to take time off like this.

I'm sure she'll be back any minute, Major.

Where did you say she went?

She just said she had an errand to run.

What kind of an errand could take all afternoon?

- Excuse me. - Excuse me.

- Steve, Etta. - Diana.

- I was beginning to worry about you. - I'm sorry I'm late.

I just had to drop off a friend.

English

Good morning, Sue Ellen.

Good morning, Mary.

Good morning, Robert.

Good morning, Allen.

Good morning, Mr. Dobbins.

Good morning, Steven.

Good morning, Mr. Dobbins.

Oh, a river's gonna flow

'Cross the land

'Cross the land

Oh, a river's gonna flow

To the sea

And a boy's gonna grow

To a man

To a man

Only once in his life

ls he free

Only one golden time in his life

ls he free

River runs warm in the summer sun

River runs cold when the summer's done

But a boy's just a dreamer

By the riverside

'Cause the water's too fast

And the water's too wide

Then the world turns around

And the boy grows tall

He hears the song of the river call

The river song sings

''Travel on, travel on''

You blink away your tear

And the boy is gone

Oh, a river's gonna flow

'Cross the land

'Cross the land

Oh, a river's gonna flow

To the sea

And the boy's gonna grow

To a man

To a man

Only once in his life

ls he free

Only one golden time in his life

ls he free

Hey, Huckleberry!

Hello, Huckleberry.

- How come you're playin' hooky? - Same as you.

Never spent a day in school in my life.

- So what you got in the sack? - Somethin'.

- Somethin' like what? - Something like Widder Douglas' dead cat.

She gave me ten cents to get rid of it.

Looks pretty stiff.

Say, Hucky, what is dead cats good for anyway?

Well, you know old Hoss Williams is lyin' on his deathbed.

So what's that got to do with a dead cat?

Well, l'm figurin' you take that dead cat

along about midnight of a day a sinner's been buried...

- Why midnight? - 'Cause that's when the devil comes.

But you can't see him. You can only hear somethin' like the wind.

And that's when he's fetchin' the soul away.

- Who's fetchin'? - The devil!

You heave a dead cat on a fresh-dug grave,

the cat comes back to life with the spirit of the dead man.

lt's called cheatin' the devil.

- Did you ever try it before, Huck? - No, but l'm fixin' to.

- Can l come with you? - l don't know.

Ever been in a graveyard at midnight? Plenty scary.

l wouldn't be scared.

l mean, why should l be scared?

l know you're down there.

You're down there, you little devil. You're hidin' from me.

Hello, Muff!

- Hello, Huck. Hello, Tom. - Hi, Muff.

Huck, would you lend me your fishin' pole a minute?

Sure, Muff.

There! There you are, you little devil. There!

- Here you are, Muff. - Why, thank you.

You know, you're a-favorin' your pap more and more every day, Huckleberry.

Seems to me like it was only yesterday you was no bigger than a grasshopper.

Happy days they was when your pap was livin'--

plunkin' on his banjo,

passin' his bottle around-- all free-hearted man he was.

Sing? He could sing like a meadowlark.

Now...l got you now, you little dickens.

There you are.

Of course, you never knew your ma,

her dyin' like she did as you was born.

- l ain't got no folks neither. - Well, you got your aunt, ain't you?

That's all a feller needs--a friend.

''A little old friend in need is a little old friend indeed,''

as the poet once said.

l've got to go.

l'll talk to you laddies later. l've got an appointment.

Doc Robinson wants to see us.

Somethin' about that lnjun Joe freezes your blood.

Crazy mean from the pain in his leg, l reckon.

- Hey, let's go fishin'. - Yeah!

l am Tom Sawyer, Black Avenger of the Spanish Main!

Name your name!

Huck Finn, the Red-Handed, terror of the seas!

- 'Tis well. Give the countersign. - Blood.

Come on.

- Hoist the colors. - What sails we carry!

Courses, topsails, and flying jib, sir.

Colors flying, sir.

Weighing anchor on the port side.

Luff and bring her to the wind. Swing her to the starboard.

Aye-aye, sir.

Shake out the sheets and braces. Lively now, me hearty.

Aye-aye, sir.

Mississippi River dead ahead!

Well, there's nothing like a broken arm to keep a boy off an apple tree.

- At least till it heals. - Thank you, Dr. Robinson.

l told you to come in the back way.

Just wanted to tell you it looks like l'll probably be needin' you...

tomorrow night.

That Hoss Williams?

That soon, huh?

Can't last any longer than that.

Poor Hoss.

How is that leg, Joe?

lt should be on you.

Tom Sawyer!

You, Tom!

Drat that boy!

Never here when you want him, always underfoot when you don't.

A body could spend a lifetime chasin' that boy.

Whippin' does no good. Keepin' him in his room does no good.

There's no punishment devised that could straighten out that boy.

From the time l get up in the morning till the time l go to bed at night,

it's just one blessed thing after another.

Mary!

- You seen Tom? - No, Mother.

Sidney?

No, Mother, l haven't seen Tom...all day.

Playin' hooky. Again!

That's twice this week.

Uncouth, irreverent, wild...

That irresponsible child

l try to teach him, but who can reach him?

He never can be found, leaves his trash around

Just won't learn and he just keeps turnin' away

Tom Sawyer, the devil's got him in tow

Tom Sawyer, he's grief and worry and woe

He's late for supper and late for school and he's takin' me for a fool

l'll bet Tom Sawyer will be the death of me yet

Tom goes out with Huck, swimmin' in the nude

Tom tears all his clothes and he talks so crude

Hides dead snakes and things underneath the stairs

And in Sunday school never knows his prayers

Tom's a good boy, Tom is kind

Tom holds wonders in his mind

Tom's an orphan, can't you see?

He needs our love and sympathy

- Tom sneaks out at night... - Tom has gumption...

- Always tellin' lies... - Tom is strong...

- lf he breaks his neck... - Havin' fun...

- Won't be no surprise... - Ain't doin' wrong...

- Dunce cap on his head... - He loves to play...

- Every other day... - And fish and swim...

- When there's chores at home... - And you just wish...

- He's a mile away - You were like him

Tom Sawyer, that Tom is turnin' me gray

Tarnation, he'll never learn to obey

l know that boy could be such a joy to me if he'd only be good

But he's always wastin' his time away, exasperatin' me every day

No ambition and no respect, he'll be the death of me yet

Worms!

Tom Sawyer!

Tom Sawyer, that irresponsible child, that Tom

Tom Sawyer, uncouth, irreverent, wild, that Tom

He's late for supper and late for school and he's takin' me for a fool

He just won't learn and he just keeps turnin'

And l'll bet Tom Sawyer will be the death of me

Bet Tom Sawyer will be the death of me yet!

- Tom? - No, it's me.

- lt's the Widder Douglas. - Good evening, Martha.

My, you're just having supper. l'd best call another time.

Well, now that you're here, why don't you join us?

Oh, l couldn't.

- Yes, you could. - Well, maybe just a bite.

Why don't you take Tom's place? lt appears he's late, as usual.

Thank you.

May l take your hat, Mrs. Douglas? lt's such a pretty one.

Oh, thank you, Miss Mary.

Mr. Douglas bought it for me the last time we were in St. Louis.

Polly, it's so hard for me to believe--

only yesterday Mr. Douglas and your Josh were...

- What smells so good? - We're having lamb stew.

My favorite!

Dear Lord...

We thank Thee for the bounty which we are about to receive. Amen.

How are you doing in school this year, Sidney?

Best in the class, just the same as last year.

l've never been to St. Louis. l hear it's very modern.

Oh, my, yes.

They have gas lamps on every street corner.

Why, you can go out at night, and it's as bright as daytime.

And the stores!

My, this does smell good.

Tom's home.

You little beast!

Excuse me, Martha. You two, stay here.

Apple butter, please, Miss Mary.

Well?

Oh, Aunt Polly. Supper ready yet?

Has been for some time.

Well, l'm late because of the Widder Douglas.

- The Widder Douglas? - Yeah!

See, l was on my way home, walkin' past the Widder's house,

when all of a sudden l heard a scream

and a yell for help from the top floor.

What could l do?

So l had to run up there and see what was wrong.

- What was wrong? - Well, there she was,

layin' stretched out on the floor-- must have fell or somethin'--

screamin' and a-hollerin' like she's gonna die.

And a bone stickin' right out of her leg.

Stickin' right out of her leg?

Well, l had to run clear across town to fetch Doc Robinson.

He's up there right now sewin' up the poor widder's leg.

- Must've needed 50 stitches. - 50?

Yeah! And that's how come l'm late for supper.

l sure worked up a big appetite doin' all that runnin' and chasin'...

Good evening, Thomas.

What a string of fibs you tell, Tom Sawyer.

l oughta wash your mouth out with soap.

That's all right, Aunt Polly, if'n you let me put some supper in first.

Why don't you tell the truth for once?

You were playin' hooky again, weren't you?

And why's your shirt damp?

'Cause you were swimming with Huckleberry Finn, weren't you?

- Aunt Polly. - Don't you lie to me.

l have warned you time and again to stay away from that trash.

No dinner for you tonight. Upstairs, to bed with you this minute!

You're gonna need your sleep 'cause you're gonna pay for this tomorrow.

His idols are the wastrels of this town,

like that no-good, shiftless, foul-mouthed Huckleberry Finn.

Huckleberry Finn.

You know, Polly, he's not really bad. He just has no one.

Well, l mean, he needs a strong influence like Thomas.

Well, with those two it's hard to figure who's influencin' who.

l think the time has come for some good old-fashioned uninfluencin'.

- All of it? - Two coats.

- Two coats?! - All of it.

Quarter speed! Ding, ding!

Hard a port. Steady as she goes.

The River Queen's comin' around the bend.

Guess what l seen. New family movin' in the empty house.

Name's Thatcher. He's a judge.

They got a real pretty daughter.

Heck, girls ain't no fun. Always gigglin' or weepin'.

What do you know about girls?

l was engaged to Amy Lawrence. Always gigglin' or weepin'.

Poor Tom.

You're workin' your head off, ain't you?

- No, l ain't. - Then what you doin'?

- l feel sorry for you, Joe. - You're sorry for me?

Yeah, 'cause you can't get what l get.

- What you get? - Satisfaction.

From whitewashin'?

You get more than that. You get gratifaction.

Gratifaction?

Yeah.

That's what you get. Gratifaction.

Yep, l feel sorry for you, Joe.

Let me have a turn. Please, Tom?

You don't know what you're askin', Joe.

l'll give you my glass stopper. Genuine crystal.

lt's pretty good, but l don't know.

Just for a couple of licks.

All right, just for a couple. That's all.

Watch you don't slop none.

What'd you give him to do your chores?

What chores?

He's doin' your whitewashin', ain't he?

l'm afraid you've got this all turned around. Joe gimme this.

- He paid you? - Sure.

Look at him havin' all that fun.

- l got six marbles. - l done ate some, but it's half good.

Watch you don't slop any.

You call this work? Well, ain't that funny

We ain't doin' this for money

Heck, it's a regular privilege to be occupied

lt's a source of pride

Anyone can swim and fish on Saturday

Anyone can just lay down

Layin' in a hammock, layin' in the grass

Like a lazy, no-good hound

They just know that l'm soft-hearted

l was barely gettin' started

Now l'm givin' all of my fun away, they keep beggin' me,

And l'm generous

l mean, when's the last time you could slosh a buck full of wash

On a mile of fence?

Look at 'em smilin', havin' a time

And all at my expense

And you get that deep-down inside

Gratifaction

Gratifyin'

Satisfact--

Well, l mean that deep-down inside

Gratifaction

Oh, how good you feel when your shoulder's to the wheel

You don't need nothin' except ambition

Elbow grease for ammunition

And bang, what a righteous glow you get from honest sweat

lt's a natural bet

Anyone who puts his nose to the grindstone's

Gonna get a great reward

Your eyes will see the glory of the comin' of the Lord

And you get that deep-down inside

Gratifaction

Pure enjoyment from employ--

Well, l mean that deep-down inside

Gratifaction

Oh, how good you feel when your shoulder's to the wheel

You don't need nothin' except ambition

Elbow grease for ammunition

And bang, what a righteous glow you get from honest sweat

lt's a natural bet

Anyone who puts his nose to the grindstone's

Gonna get a great reward

Your eyes will see the glory of the comin' of the Lord

And you get that deep-down inside

Gratifaction

Gratifyin'

Satisfact--

Well, l mean that deep-down inside

Gratifaction

Oh, how good you feel when your shoulder's to the wheel

Get him!

- Just moved in? - We're from St. Petersburg.

How do you like Hannibal?

We just moved. What's your name?

Maximillian Q. Sullivan at your service, ma'am.

But all my friends just call me Mr. Bones.

l've spent the best part of my life in a minstrel show.

l'm a minstrel man.

Aren't you awfully young to be a minstrel man?

No, not really. My folks was minstrels.

l just growed up in family tradition.

Rebecca?

Rebecca, we've got a lot of unpacking to do.

Father, l'd like you to meet Mr. Maximillian Q. Sullivan.

He's a real minstrel man.

Everybody just calls him Mr. Bones.

Well, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Sullivan.

Always pleasant to meet a gentleman of the theater.

Any relation to the moving company?

Oh, well...

Sullivan's just my theater name. My real name's Sawyer.

Maximillian Q. Sawyer.

Well, you must come and visit as soon as we get settled.

Now come along, Rebecca. We've got a lot of work to do.

Well, l guess l'd best be goin', Mr. Bones.

You can just call me Tom. What's your name?

Rebecca Thatcher. But everybody just calls me Becky.

Well, l guess l'd better be goin'.

Me, too.

Bye, Tom.

Bye, Becky.

Who's that for, Muff?

That must be old Hoss Williams. Let's go take a look.

Doc, you did a real good job.

He looks better than he did alive. How'd you get rid of the yellow?

- How much, Clayton? - That'll be 2.50, Doc.

2.50?! This is an outrage!

l never paid you more than $2 for a casket before.

Labor and materials gone sky-high, Doc.

l hardly make a cent.

ln there lays the only man in Hannibal, Missouri,

that could ever out-drink me.

What's the matter, boy? ls somethin' ailin' you?

Just that l never saw no one dead before.

Well, dyin's a part of livin'.

Come on.

You take old Hoss back there.

Some folks are gonna say he drank himself to death.

Well, maybe he did.

l'll tell you one thing for sure, only old Hoss knows that.

Just a minute, boy.

There you are.

Take a look at the folks you've knowed

Young or growed

Some keep thrivin' and some keep strivin' in vain

lt's a matter of destiny

Who you'll be

Judge or the preacher or a pitiful creature

They's hangin' from a tree

Whoa, a man's got to be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Be it soon or late

He'll be small or great

Yeah, a man's got to be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Soon or late, small or great

There ain't no fightin' fate

Doesn't matter what you may try

By and by

Some get lucky and some get stuck in the mud

That's the way the old world behaves

Why make waves?

Sooner or later, just like a potater

We're planted in our graves

Whoa, a man's got to be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Be it soon or late

He'll be small or great

Yeah, a man's got to be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Soon or late, small or great

There' ain't no fightin' fate

Now, where's the future in plans and schemes

When it seems

That old grim reaper will soon be a-leapin' on you?

When it's over, you'll know your bound

To be found

Wearin' your Sunday clothes, sleepin' in sweet repose

Six feet underground

Whoa, a man's got to be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Be it soon or late

He'll be small or great

Yeah, a man's got to be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Soon or late, small or great

There ain't no fightin' fate

No, sir, there ain't no fightin' fate

There it is.

Cirrhosis is what took him. Seems only fittin'.

- Cirrhosis? - Of the liver.

- Turns you yellow and you die. - How'd he get it?

Why, from drinkin', my boy. From drinkin'.

Whoa, a man's gotta be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Be it soon or late

He'll be small or great

Yeah, a man's gotta be what he's born to be

So just sit back and wait

Soon or late, small or great

There ain't no fightin' fate, no, sir

There ain't no fightin' fate

Whiskey! The stinkin' smell of whiskey in my house!

Now give me that shirt.

But it saved Muff's leg.

You see, this snake, it was--it was--

just jumped out from under a rock,

bit Muff on the leg, and slithered away.

Left him lyin' in the dirt, writhin' and screamin', close to death.

Lies, lies, and more lies!

What kind of snake?

Sidney, you stay out of this. Mary!

But this stranger came along with a snake-bite remedy.

And as he was pouring it on Muff's leg,

he was kickin' so, that some of it just happened to splash on my shirt.

And it just healed up like magic! Can't even see the fang marks.

Fang marks?!

- Upstairs. No supper. Upstairs! - Aunt Polly!

Snake-bite remedy-- that's a good one.

Yes, it was.

l heard you.

Got the dead cat?

Better get goin'. Beginnin' to smell.

Hucky, do you think the dead people like for us to be here?

Wish l knowed. Awful solemn, ain't it?

Hucky, do you reckon Hoss Williams

minds us takin' his spirit and givin' it to the cat?

Heck, no. He's dead. He ain't got no use for it.

When anybody's this dead, how come they bury 'em so deep?

l don't know what you wanna dig up old Hoss for anyhow, Doc.

l mean, just to look at his liver-- l can tell you what it looks like.

lt looks like an old yellow sponge drippin' and oozin' corn whiskey.

Quiet, you idiot.

Now get to work, both of you.

You ain't got no fun in you nowhere.

Here. Quickly now, quickly.

Ten dollar ain't enough for this rotten work.

Diggin' up graves--they catch you, they lock you up forever.

l paid you good money in advance. Now get to it.

You pay good money, but you fix my leg bad.

How much your damn good money's gonna pay for that?

- l want another $10 now! - We've been paid enough.

Let's get it done and get outta here.

l think $20 be more like it.

You scum! You've been paid everything you're gonna get.

Who you calling scum, Dr. Robinson?

Now wait a minute, Joe. We don't wanna--

Damn it!

Wake up.

You killed the doc, you drunken fool.

- You think he seen us? - l don't know. He could've.

We better hide in there.

ln there?

Sure.

What was that?

lt was me. Ran into somethin'.

Hucky, what do you reckon will come of this?

lf Doc Robinson dies, l reckon hangin' will come of it.

Look what l found!

Say, Huck, just suppose somethin' happens

and lnjun Joe didn't get hung.

He'd come after us to kill us, knowin' what we know.

Well, l'll keep mum if you will.

All right, it's a blood pact.

Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer

swears they will keep mum about this.

They wish they may drop down dead in their tracks if they ever tell.

And rot.

And rot.

Huck's blood.

Tom's blood.

l can't believe it.

You not only come to school, you come to school on time.

- You are Tom Sawyer, aren't you? - Yes, sir.

Wonders never cease.

- Good morning. - Good morning, Mr. Dobbins.

Good morning, Casper.

What was that you was sayin' about Muff Potter?

My pa was there when they brought him to the jailhouse.

They say lnjun Joe saw the whole thing.

He tried to stop him, but he was crazy drunk. You know how Muff gets.

Hey, Tom, did you hear Muff Potter killed Doc Robinson?

- Mornin', Tom. - Mornin'.

Good morning, children.

Good morning, Mr. Dobbins.

lt's a nice day, isn't it?

lt's a nice day, Mr. Dobbins.

And we're all happy to be here, aren't we?

We're happy to be here, Mr. Dobbins.

Today we will continue with the Crusades.

The Turks, who lived in Central Asia,

north of the Altai Mountains and the Gobi desert,

became divided between an Eastern and a Western faction.

By the tenth century, the Western Turks

had been much weakened by wars with China and the Arab nations.

But, led by Seljuk, the Turkish chieftain--

S-e-l-j-u-k--

the Arab nation was destroyed.

Then the Turks embraced Mohammadenism with fervor.

Now, an active crusade against the Moors in Spain

was progressing in 1084.

And the Christians, under the Turkish rulers,

were made to suffer cruel atrocities.

lt was to be expected that the Christian nations

would come to the assistance of their subjects in the Byzantine Empire.

Whose slate is this?

Speak up.

- Rebecca Thatcher? - lt's my slate!

Here!

What you doin', Tom? Restin' or hidin'?

Neither.

What's the matter, boy? You haven't been yourself for days.

- You need some of the remedy? - lt ain't that, Aunt Polly.

Well, then what is it? Somethin's botherin' you.

Well, if'n you knew somethin' that someone else knew,

but you had to keep mum about it because there was a blood pact,

and then someone else was in a heap of trouble 'cause you couldn't tell.

Oh, Tom, l haven't got time for riddles. What's your problem?

That is my problem. l can't tell you.

- Well, then how can l help you? - You can't.

l'll get you some of the remedy.

l was hopin' you'd come. They got Muff stuck in jail.

Huck, we gotta say somethin' now. We gotta tell 'em what we know.

We ain't sayin' nothin'. What do you wanna do, get us killed?

He's dangerous, he's crazy.

- But, Huck-- - We don't say nothin'.

l don't know what you expect me to do when l get there.

What can l say?

No matter how you plead, Muff, you ain't got a chance.

They're gonna hang you.

Some defense lawyer you're gonna make, Clayton.

- How can l defend you if you're guilty? - Well, that's just it--l ain't.

l mean, in my heart.

Drunk or sober...

...l'd never stick no knife in no man.

But you was drunk.

l'm an easygoing man by nature, Clayton.

Whiskey just makes me more easygoing, you know that.

You'll never prove it, Muff.

You might as well face it, they gonna hang you.

lt occurs to me

that since you ain't gonna make no money defendin' me,

you'd just as soon see me hung

so you can fill the coffin and make some money, you old skinflint.

Never crossed my mind, Muff. lt never crossed my mind.

Muff.

Tom.

l just wanted to wish you luck tomorrow.

Thanks, lad.

l brought your little old friend from the woodpile.

Well, bless you, boy. Bless you.

l gotta go.

Good luck. Bye, Muff.

Bye, Tom.

l'll have a swig of that. Partial payment.

For defendin' me or buildin' my coffin?

Whichever.

And now would you repeat to the court what you told me,

in your own words, what you saw that morning?

Well, l was down at the brook borderin' the graveyard,

and l seen him a-washin' and a-scrubbin' in the water.

- ls that person now in this courtroom? - Yep.

Would you kindly point to the person you saw?

lt was Muff Potter.

Yeah, we sell this kind of sheep knife.

Did you ever sell that kind of knife to Muff Potter?

As a matter of fact, l did.

Could it have been that very knife?

Yeah.

Now tell me, on the night after the murder,

was there anything unusual about his behavior?

Well...no.

He was drunk, as usual.

Order!

Order!

My question was, was there anything unusual?

Well, l suppose--

He was buyin' drinks all around, and he had a lot of money on him,

and for Muff Potter, that's unusual.

l wonder where he got all that money.

From Doc Robinson's pocket.

And l never before seen a man so filled with hatred.

Before l could stop him,

he was on the Doc, plungin' that knife in him.

He's a liar, he's a liar!

l seen it! Didn't happen that way at all!

Order! Order! l'll have order in my courtroom!

Order!

Now, Tom,

you come up here and tell us exactly what you saw.

All right, Tom, now tell me, were you alone?

Well...

Not exactly.

Well, who was with you then?

l was with the Widder Douglas' dead cat.

Order!

l was tryin' to work the spirit of Hoss Williams into the dead cat.

Where is that dead cat now?

He's probably still in the gunnysack about 20 feet away from the grave.

That's where l left it when l ran away.

And then what happened?

Then they started fightin'.

And as Doc Robinson fetched up the shovel to shield himself,

he accidentally hit Muff on the head and knocked him out cold.

And that's when...

...when lnjun Joe picked up a big rock

and knocked Doc Robinson down into the grave.

That's when he... picked up Muff's knife,

jumped in after him.

l heard the Doc scream.

After him!

l'm going straight to the county seat

and l'll demand a substantial reward be posted for that killer.

- l'll go! - So will l!

Me, too!

Daddy told me how brave you acted in his courtroom the other day.

l had to. They was gonna hang Muff.

Do you think they'll ever catch lnjun Joe?

He's probably way out West by now.

- Daddy's not so sure of that. - l'm positive.

lf l was wanted for murder, l'd be out of the country.

Well, l hope you're right and Daddy's wrong.

- Anyway, l'm proud of you, Tom. - You are?

Sure.

l like you.

How come

l hear the sun

Laughin'

Up in the skies?

How come

l see the grass

Growin'

Before my eyes?

Crazy

What's happenin'

Feel like

l'm ten feet high

Nothin's

lmpossible

lf l try

l could fly

Wonderin'

What's just begun

Tinglin'

Yet sort of numb

How come?

How come?

How come?

Have you ever been engaged, Becky?

No, never.

lt's real easy.

All you gotta do is say ''l love you,'' and then you kiss.

- And then what? - Then you're engaged.

You never go to parties with nobody else,

you never walk to school with nobody else,

and, of course, you don't get married to nobody else.

Do you wanna get engaged, Tom?

Sure, if you do.

All right.

l'll say it first.

l love you. Now it's your turn.

l love you.

Now all that's left for us to do is to kiss.

lt's so nice being engaged.

Why, sure. When me and Amy Lawrence was engaged, we used to go--

Oh, Tom! Then l'm not the first one you've been engaged to!

- Philanderer! - What?

- Well, that's what you are! - Yeah, but what does it mean?

l'm not sure. But even if l did know, l wouldn't tell you!

Girls.

lt was a blood pact. You swore to keep mum!

l didn't say your name, l swear it!

lnjun Joe's gonna sneak up on you one night and cut your throat.

l had to tell! l couldn't let 'em hang Muff.

And before he kills you, he's gonna make you tell who was with you.

Then he's gonna cut my throat!

- l ain't gonna tell, Hucky. - l ain't gonna give you the chance.

l'm gonna hide out on the island till they catch him.

l'm gonna take my raft over there tonight, so if'n you wanna come...

Heavenly Father, bless this bounty

so graciously provided for our physical needs

and make us grateful for every blessing. Amen.

l just don't understand that boy.

lf he'd just come home for dinner on time once.

Oh, we'll know when Tom gets home.

You didn't!

Mary! You come back and sit down here this minute.

Tom's home.

Beast!

Aunt Polly, honest, l didn't have nothin' to do with it.

What happened to you, boy? Look at you!

Well, there was this runaway horse, you see,

and this poor old woman was in the buggy screamin' for help.

So l grabbed the reins

and was drug nearly half a mile down the street before l could stop it.

Then he kicked me!

You were with Huckleberry Finn. Why don't you tell the truth for once?

He does tell the truth.

He did it in court and saved an innocent man's life.

A drunkard. Hanging around with murderers and grave robbers--

what's to become of you, boy?

You two, downstairs.

Tom, you did a brave thing.

Mary, don't you disobey me, too.

Now, you listen to me.

Your mother was my favorite sister.

We were very close.

When she was dying, l promised her

that l would raise you as if you were my own.

Now God knows l have tried.

But you continue to disobey me, to lie to me,

to cavort with the trash in this town.

l'm afraid you're gonna grow up to be a wastrel like your father was, God forbid.

Don't you talk about my father like that.

Well, that's what he was-- a no-good, irresponsible bum,

leaving your mother and you, a tiny baby.

No use lying to yourself about him, too.

l am not gonna let you turn into what he was, as God is my witness.

Well, if'n l was God--

Don't you dare to take the name of the Lord in vain!

May God forgive you.

lf'n l was God

Well, just for spite

l wouldn't set the sun at night

Till everyone was treated right

By everyone else they see

lf'n l was God

l'd fix it so

Without explainin', folks would know

They'd know what's goin' on inside

Of everyone else like me

Nobody'd hurt nobody else

l wouldn't let it be

Nobody'd have a need to pray

Except for thankin' me

lf'n l was God

l'd make us wise

So's everyone could realize

That everywhere beneath the sun

Everyone needs everyone

And God

That ain't half what l would do

lf'n l

Was

You

Jump!

Thank you, Sidney.

- Good morning, Mother. - Good morning, dear.

Go set the table, please.

Oh, Mary, go see what's keeping Tom. He must be starving by now.

Tom, breakfast is ready.

Ma! Ma, Tom's gone and his bed hasn't been slept in!

Oh, a river's gonna flow

'Cross the land

'Cross the land

Oh, a river's gonna flow

To the sea

And the boy is gonna grow

To a man

To a man

Only once

ln his life

ls he...

Freebootin', freebootin', kickin' up our feet in the sand

Freebootin', freebootin', livin' off the fat of the land

Got no doors to shut us in, we got no ties that bind

Rollin' down the road to sin, we got no nevermind

Like a big fat cow a-chewin' on her cud

Like a catfish grubbin' in the bottom of the mud

We're happy as a coot and we don't give a hoot

Ain't we fine?

Freebootin', freebootin', kickin' up our feet in the sand

Freebootin', freebootin', livin' off the fat of the land

Nobody's tellin' us when to rise or when to sleep or eat

Nobody's here to criticize or whack us on the seat

Like a hog in slime, we're wallerin' our time

Doin' what we're doin' and it ain't no crime

We don't give a dang, let the world go hang

Ain't life sweet?

Freebootin', freebootin', kickin' up our feet in the sand

Freebootin', freebootin', livin' off the fat of the land

We're thick as thieves and tough as mules

We don't know wrong from right

We got no bounds, got no rules

We don't know day from night

We got no worries, we just don't care

Mean as a buzzard and hungry as a bear

Better steer clear and you better beware

We may bite

lf'n l had knowed how much fun smoking was,

l would have started long ago.

You know, we could live the rest of our lives out here on this island

and they'd never find us.

But they'd miss us. They'd be sorry.

Probably give us up for dead.

Probably. l wish l could die.

Just temporary, for a day or so.

You know, my spirit would walk right down Main Street,

right past Becky Thatcher.

l wouldn't even speak to her. That'd show her.

l wonder where lnjun Joe is right now.

He's probably hidin' out somewheres in South America.

l mean, that's where l'd go if they was after me. Wouldn't you?

l don't know. l wish they'd caught him by now.

l just don't believe it. l really don't.

Now, we've just got to face the facts.

We must look at this logically. The Finn boy's raft is missing.

We've established beyond a question of a doubt

that the hat we found at the riverbank was Tom's.

l still won't believe they're drowned.

He's been missing for 24 hours.

But they're good swimmers. They know the river.

We can't rule out any possibilities. They may very well have drowned.

No.

l'm sure they'll turn up-- safe and sassy.

Well, if they don't show up by mornin', l'm for draggin' the river.

l'm sorry. l'm afraid he's right.

Good night, Mary. Come on, Becky.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Good night. - Good night.

- l know they'll be fine. - l don't know, ma'am, l hope so.

- You two should be in bed. - l'll stay up with you, Mother.

No. No one's staying up.

l'll leave a light in the window. Off to bed with you now.

Tom Sawyer

That irresponsible child

Tom goes off with Huck

Swimmin' in the nude

Tom holds wonders in his mind

But he just won't learn

And he just keeps turnin' away

Tom Sawyer

The devil's got him in tow

Raises Cain in school

lf he'll ever go

Though he tries my poor heart so

Oh, Lord, please spare him

And, Lord, take care of

My Tom

- What was that? - l don't know.

Fire!

- What are they doin'? - They're draggin' the river.

The sound of the cannon brings up the dead bodies.

Somebody must've drowned.

Maybe they're lookin' for us.

Heck, nobody's lookin' for me.

Aunt Polly'd be worried somethin' awful.

Hucky, l gotta go home.

Well, how we gonna do that, swim? We got no raft.

- Then let's make one. - Can't, no tools.

Fire!

Well, maybe we could make a signal flag,

stop the barge on its way back to Hannibal.

Tom, they're on their way back to Hannibal.

But maybe we can look along the water's edge and find some logs.

Maybe we can fasten 'em together. Maybe.

You take this side. l'll take the other.

Come here!

Look!

The raft!

Let me hide myself in Thee

Let the water and the blood

From Thy wounded side which flowed

Rock of Ages, cleft for me

Let me hide myself in Thee

Amen

Now, my friends,

the eulogy for our two young men

will be spoken by the Honorable Judge Cyrus Thatcher.

Thomas Sawyer and the lad

we've all come to know and love as Huckleberry Finn,

a boy who made his own way in the world,

without the benefit of a mother or father to guide him,

gone...

gone from our midst, taken in the spring of their bloom.

And how much poorer are we for their loss.

l was fortunate enough to get to know Tom Sawyer.

And l want to say here how proud l was to be his friend.

No commonplace boy would have stood up in my courtroom so courageously

and accused a murderer face to face.

lt took great courage to tell the truth, but he did.

And l want to go on record in stating

that when he took a thrashing in school

to protect my little girl--

she told me all about it--

that was a magnanimous lie he told.

Of course he was given to exaggerations,

but they were never malicious.

How many times have we seen only the faults and the flaws

and never noticed the sweetness?

Within our hearts will always live the sunshine of their happy laughter,

the memory of their winning ways,

and the everlasting glow of the rare promise

of these dear lost lads.

Thomas, Huckleberry...

Wherever you are now,

we will remember you.

lt's a miracle!

Praise the Lord!

Thank God you're safe!

When l get you home, l'm gonna thrash you within an inch of your life.

- Our prayers has been answered. - They certainly have.

But you're so thoughtless. You never think of anyone but yourself,

leaving us all to believe that you'd been drowned.

- Thank God they're safe! - Thank God!

Oh, l'm so glad you showed up alive, l haven't got the heart to punish you.

But l should.

lt's wonderful, Polly! Wonderful!

Wonderful!

Terrible!

Huckleberry.

- l'm glad you're safe, Huckleberry. - Thank you, ma'am.

Now, you'd best come to my place and let me fix you a good meal.

l'd just as soon go to my place, ma'am.

Nonsense! You're coming with me.

They found them, but they's alive.

You ain't gonna make nothin'.

Now get on out of there, you old scalawag.

You're in my way.

Giddyup here!

l just hope we got enough here.

l don't know why it is people always eat so much more when they eat outdoors.

Thank you, Sidney. You wanna get my parasol and shawl?

Yes, Mother.

You know, l had a dream last night.

l dreamt that awful lnjun Joe came prowling around right in this house.

Oh, hush, child.

Why, if that murderin' lndian were still anywhere around here--

you heard what the men said two weeks ago.

He's probably far out of the country by now.

Thank you, Sidney.

Take your cake, young lady. Time we got a move on.

Tom!

You, Tom!

Now don't you stray away from me today, you hear?

But why, Aunt Polly?

Never you mind. Just do as l say.

All right.

Hi, Tom!

- Hi, Tim! - Hi, Tim!

- Hey, Sidney! - Happy Fourth!

- Hi, Joe! Hi, Jason! - Happy Fourth!

Happy Fourth!

Load up the vittles, pickles and hams

Melons and cherry pie

Fritters and dumplin's, turkeys and yams

Packin' a big supply

Apples and peaches, soda to sip

Cider is gonna flow

With a hey and a ho, and away we go

On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo...

...ssouri!

Latch up the winders, lock up the doors

Gotta get on the go

Line up the buggies, wagons, and rigs

Meet all the folks you know

You bring a fiddle, you bring a drum

You bring an old banjo

And a hey and a ho, and away we'll go

On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo...

...ssouri!

- Who brung the watermelons? - l done

Put 'em in the buggy by the box of red plums

- Who brung the lemonade? - Ask Ern

lt's here in the wagon with the buttermilk churn

- Where's Mary? - With Nelly

Standin' guard over jams and jelly

- Where's all the fireworks? - Don't know

But you're gonna see 'em all the way from here to St. Joe

Better get ready, the time is right

We'll be gone all day and half of the night

The road is rugged so hold on tight

No time for lollygaggin', everybody on the wagon

Giddyup!

Giddyup the horses, give 'em the reins

They know the way to go

Down by the river, over the ridge

lnto the old meadow

Oh, what a feelin', oh, what a day

Bright as a daisy glow

With a hey and a ho, and away we go

On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo...

...ssouri!

Oh, what a feelin', oh, what a day

Bright as a daisy glow

With a hey and a ho, and away we go

On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo...

...ssouri!

Oh, what a feelin', oh, what a day

Bright as a daisy glow

With a hey and a ho, and away we go

On a holiday in Hannibal

Mo-ssouri

There it is.

- That's McDougal's Cave? - That's it.

How'd you like to taste the best drinkin' water in Missouri?

You mean in there, Tom?

Sure. There's an underground spring in there.

Well, actually it's a river. Me and Huck's been in there many a time.

My folks told me a lot of people went in there and never came out.

And l heard they found a human skull in there!

Are you afraid, Becky?

Well, no, no, l'm not afraid. lt's just that...

Well, l don't wanna miss the fireworks.

We'll be back in plenty of time for that.

Here.

Stay right there. l'll be right back.

Oh, Aunt Polly!

Where are you goin' so fast, boy?

Nowhere.

Nowhere is somewhere.

l'm gonna go get Becky Thatcher a drink of water.

Who's comin'?

- Not me. - Or me.

Becky?

- Are you sure we should, Tom? - Of course l'm sure.

My, this is big!

That's nothin'. Wait till you see what's up ahead.

Look.

Here it is, Becky.

Here.

My, this is good, Tom.

See? What did l tell you?

Tom!

Becky, come on!

l'm gonna kill you, Tom Sawyer.

l'm gonna kill you!

You'll never get out of here alive!

Do you hear me?

You'll never get out of here alive!

Rebecca?

Polly, have you seen Rebecca?

Well, last time l saw her she was with Tom.

But l haven't seen either of 'em since before the fireworks.

Where's Tom Sawyer?

Tom and Becky are in McDougal's Cave.

- McDougal's Cave? - l told them not to go in there.

Tom said somethin' about an underground spring.

A drink of water.

All right, all right, everybody, calm down.

l know where they are. Tom and me's been to that river many a time.

- Can you show 'em how to get there? - Sure.

l found a lantern!

They can't be far away.

Becky! Tom!

- Hear that? - We're here!

lnjun Joe!

lt's lnjun Joe's!

- l can't hear them anymore. - We'd better keep on goin'.

Come on.

Up here.

Don't look down, Becky.

l'm tired.

Don't cry, Becky.

Hear that, Becky? They'll be here in no time. l just know it.

l told you, Becky. They're here!

Now l've got you, Tom Sawyer. Now you're dead!

Bull's-eye.

- Good morning, Constable. - Morning, Judge.

- Morning, Miss Becky. - Mornin'.

Thomas.

Rebecca has told me everything.

How you pleaded with her not to follow you into that cave.

Young man, if you suspected that that murderer was hiding in there,

you should have gotten some grown men to find him.

That was a foolhardy...

but uncommonly heroic thing you did.

- Thomas, have you seen Huckleberry? - No, ma'am.

He didn't sleep in his bed last night. l'm beside myself with worrying.

Well, don't you worry, Mrs. Douglas. l'll go find him right away.

Not till after the services, young man. Don't you agree, Martha?

Oh, yes. But yes, of course, Polly.

Huck.

Huckleberry, what you doin' back down here?

The poor Widder's beside herself worryin' over you.

Ain't you got no feelings, no consideration?

What?

All you're thinkin' about is your own self.

l don't understand you, Huck.

Well, l give it two weeks, and it just don't work.

She makes me get up the same time every mornin'.

She makes me wash.

l gotta wear them fancy clothes that just smothers me.

l can't smoke, l can't chaw. l gotta wear shoes all Sunday.

l gotta ask to go swimmin'. l gotta ask to go fishin'.

Well, l'll be damned if l don't have to ask to do everything.

- ls it that bad, Huck? - l tell you,

l had to sneak up to the attic and cuss for ten minutes

just to get the taste back in my mouth.

Well, just the same, Huck, you could've faced up to it,

told her you was leavin' instead of worryin' her half to death.

ls that all you can say? Oh, Huck!

l gotta tell you, swimmin' and fishin' ain't all.

One of these days you're gonna find that out.

One of these days you gotta have some responsibility!

Old John.

Hey, Muff!

Hello, Tom.

What you doin', Muff?

l'm glad to have a chance to say good-bye to you.

- Where you off to, Muff? - Oh, just movin' on, just movin' on.

A man's gotta change his habits every once in a while.

Have you changed, Muff?

Well, the way things turned out, l reckon l'll have to.

That means that l'll never see you anymore.

We'll meet up somewheres on the road somewheres.

You can't never tell.

- Thanks. - Thanks?

For bein' my friend.

There you are. There!

- lt's for snakebites. - Oh, Muff, you haven't changed a bit.

Bye, lad.

Come on, John.

- Thank you, Judge. You have a nice time. - Thank you, Mary. l know we will.

l think l gave him enough clothes, l really do.

Tom, just think!

All the way to St. Louis, and for two whole weeks!

- lt's mighty nice of you, Cyrus. - lt's my pleasure, Polly.

And don't worry, l'll take good care him.

l know you will. Strange, l miss him already.

l know what you mean.

Well, good-bye, Polly. Good-bye. Come along, Rebecca.

Bye-bye, Mary. Bye, Martha. Good-bye, Sidney. Good-bye.

Sidney.

Speak up, Sidney.

Have a good time, Tom.

Thank you, Sidney.

l'll buy a present, Cousin Mary. Maybe an expensive St. Louis hat.

Thank you, Tom.

l love you, Tom.

l love you, Aunt Polly.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Good-bye. - Good-bye, Mary.

- Bye. - Bye.

Bye, Tom!

Bye!

And the world turns around and the boy grows tall

He hears the song of the river call

The river song sings ''Travel on, travel on''

You blink away a tear

And the boy is gone

Oh, a river's gonna flow

'Cross the land

'Cross the land

Oh, a river's gonna flow

To the sea

And the boy is gonna grow

To a man

To a man

Only once in his life

ls he free

Only one golden time in his life

ls he

Free