All language subtitles for Gold of the Amazon Women - 1979.eng

(suspenseful music)

- Mayor Julius, how are you?
- [Mayor] Hi.

- Oh, Mr. Jensen.

Hi, how nice to see you again.

- It's nice to see you, Candy.

What do you want?

- Someone has been
calling here everyday

looking for you for
the past two months.

He won't leave his name,

but I know I know the voice.

I think it's one of our members.

- All right.

And, what does this
mysterious member want?

- I don't know.

I've asked him, and
he wouldn't say.

- Well, it couldn't be all
that important then, could it?

My good friend, Jorn!

- Tom, good to see you.

- [Tom] How you been?

- [Jorn] Luis
Escobar, Tom Jensen.

- How you doing?

- All right, how are you?

- So, where you been Tom?

- Oh, here and there.

(Jorn chuckles)

- Nice to see you, Mr. Jensen.

Can I get you something?

- Yeah, cup of coffee, Jack.

Black.

- Somebody said they saw
you selling marine insurance

down at the docks.

- Is that right?

Did someone also tell you

that I've been working
as a longshoreman?

(Jorn chuckles)

- I can't tell you
what a pleasure it is

to finally meet you, Mr. Jensen.

You're a legend around here.

Why are you...

A longshoreman?

- Because I have to eat.

- Why aren't you out exploring?

- Exploring what?

There's hardly a spot
left on this earth

that hasn't already
been explored.

- Really?

- What kind of work do you do?

- Oh me, retail
camping supplies.

Lou's on 48th Street.

- Are you going on a trip, Jorn?

- No, no.

I'm lecturing with
my travel films.

- What are you then doing
here at the club, Luis?

- Well, you know, Jorn
invites me up once in a while.

I get a kick out
of coming up here

and listening to the stories.

- Yeah, he has a few to tell.

(Jorn laughs)

- I've never been further
south than Brooklyn.

- I'm sorry about that.

- Excuse me, Mr. Jensen?

- Yeah?

- That man just called again.

He said he'd meet you outside.

- Okay, thank you.

Keep my coffee warm
when it gets here.

- See you later, Tom.

(horns honk distantly)

- I've been waiting to
see you, Mr. Jensen.

- Yes, sir.

I've heard.

- Do you know who I am?

- Sure do.

You're Frederick Reynolds,

and you were killed a couple
of months ago in South America.

Isn't that right?

- Yes, but I wasn't.

Take a walk with me, Mr. Jensen.

I've been recuperating
since my return

from South America
two months ago.

Wounds, tropical diseases,
they take their toll.

My entire group,
including my son Leonard,

was wiped out by
the Jibaro Indians.

In the Amazon delta
I found something

which no doubt ultimately
will cause my death.

Mr. Jensen, I found the
Seven Cities of El Dorado.

- I see.

- It's amazing how
those Spanish priests

could tame the Indians
and convince them

to build the way
stations for the gold.

This gold is being guarded
by a tribe of Amazon women.

At this very moment
renegades from the tribe

are in New York
trying to kill me.

Not just that, there's a man.

His name is Blasko.

He is a drug dealer.

He must not get the gold!

With it, he can control
the world drug market.

- And, what do you care?

- My son was an addict.

Mr. Jensen, you're the only one

who can get to that gold first.

This is yours.

The map to the Seven Cities.

(suspenseful music)

- Tom, was he
really that famous?

- Yeah.

If Frederick Reynolds had
lived in the 16th century

they probably would have
named a country after him.

But, he didn't.

(engine rumbles)

- Where to, gentlemen?

- Take us to the
Discoverer's Club.

- [Luis] Tom, what
about those women?

- [Tom] Nothing.

Not even a vaccination mark.

- Why do you think those
women killed themselves?

- I don't know.

- It's part of the
Amazon woman's credo.

- Come again?

It seems to me that
you've read too many

Edgar Rice Burroughs
Tarzan books, Luis.

- It's documented history, Tom.

- Documented by whom, you?

- When Sir Walter Raleigh
was in South America

he saw them.

- That was over 400 years ago.

- I'm just telling
you what I read.

Also, part of the legend

is when their
assignment is completed,

rather than risk being
captured in the man's world,

they'll turn on themselves.

- If you say so.

(restaurant chatter)

I frankly don't
think it's a matter

of whether or not our
responsibility and obligation

is to Reynolds or to
ourselves, you know?

I think the concept
of Amazons...

(Luis chuckles)

- What do you propose
we do now, Tom?

- We?

- Well, the first
thing we're gonna do

is consult the wine list.

Now, what would be
the correct beverage

for an explorer's wake?

(suspenseful music)

(man groans)

Since this is by way
of being a farewell,

a great dessert wine
would be proper.

- Can I just have a beer?

- Where's the sommelier?

Ah, there you are.

Bring us a bottle of 1931
Port, room temperature.

- Very good, sir.

- Always a man of
taste, right Jorn?

- You know, talking
about that barkantine

makes me want to
take a trip again.

(suspenseful music)

You know the last
time I saw an Amazon?

Marching in a gay right's
parade down Fifth Avenue.

(Luis laughs)

- Tom, if you decide
to go down there

I'd love to go down with you.

- Why?

- 'Cause I love an adventure.

- And, I'm thinking about
taking a trip 4,000 miles

away from New York City
and 400 miles into nowhere.

That's one hell of
a big difference.

- Hey, hold it.

I'm the host.

You know they had wine like this

in, of all places,
Thule, Greenland.

It's the best thing I
found in Thule, Greenland.

- What were you doing in
Thule, Greenland anyhow?

- Well, I'd never
been there before.

- Adventure.

- Here we go.
- It'd be fun.

- [Tom] How is it?

- Exquisite.

It's perfectly...

(Jorn groans)

(dishes clatter)

(suspenseful music)

- Get a doctor!

- [Tom] Someone doesn't want
us to go to South America.

- You mean, I can go with you?

- Yeah, but I won't be
responsible for you,

and you're gonna have to
pay for your own ticket.

- All right.

- Welcome aboard.

- Thanks.

(engine rumbles)

(lively music)

- Now if you think
this heat is something

wait 'til we get
out in the jungle.

It's incredible.

- I can't wait.

- Look at me, I'm
sweating already.

We just got here.

- What am I gonna say
if anybody asks me

what I'm doing here?

- Oh, you just tell 'em
you're a veterinarian,

and we're here gathering
animals for some zoo.

How's that?

(both laugh)

And, if they don't believe you

you tell 'em again.

- Can I help you?

- Yes, I'm Tom Jensen, padre.

This is Luis Escobar.

- How do you do?

- Please, come this way.

I received your telegram.

It only arrived
yesterday, Senor Jensen,

so I haven't had much time
to find what you need.

- [Tom] Right.

- Now, you were
interested in the maps

of Terra Incognita, si?

- Yes, padre,

particularly the area
of the Grand Parnal.

- There's been a lot of interest

in the Grand Parnal recently.

Do you know why?

- No, I don't.

- About three weeks ago
someone broke in here

and took several
maps of the area.

All the originals are gone.

- I see.

- We did have the
foresight to make copies,

so we still have
the information.

Why anyone should go
through the trouble

of stealing sparse maps
of unexplored territory

is beyond my vision,
unless of course

they were searching
for (speaking Spanish).

- Sun's tears.

- Gold.

- Gold.

- Ah, here they are.

Have you ever been
in our jungle before?

It's very treacherous.

- I know.

- I assume you're
looking for gold as well.

- Actually father,
I'm a veterinarian,

and we're on an expedition
looking for animals.

- Luis, don't.

- Sir, this is a
house of worship.

Don't soil it, please.

- [Luis] Oh, I am
a veterinarian.

- Father.

You asked me if I'd
been out in your jungle.

What about yourself, have you?

- Five years.

- That's a long time.

(speaking Spanish)

- Thank you, thank you.

- Thank you, father.

- Why do we need maps?

You know where gold be, no?

- I know the area, but
not the precise location,

and Brazil is a large country.

Without the map we might
spend years looking for it,

and I don't have that much time.

Can we go?

(speaking Spanish)

- Ortega, Ortega, it's not
that I don't trust you.

It's just that you
people down here

do things a little different,
you know what I mean?

So, allow me then
to check up on you

since I'm paying for this.

Okay.

(speaking Spanish)

Landrover, you got
a spare tire on it?

Two 38's under the front seat?

And, you've got machetes,
and you have the food right?

Wonderful.

Now, you guys send the bill
to me in New York, okay?

All right.

Okay, bye.

(speaking Spanish)

- All set?

- All set.

(snake hisses)

(suspenseful music)

Get dressed.

Put on your jungle clothes.

We're leaving right now.

- We're not gonna
stay the night?

- No.

Basko knows we're here.

- How do you know?

- Because I distinctly remember

not having packed that snake.

Come on.

- What kind of snake is that?

- It's a shushupe.

It'll kill you in two minutes,

and it's indigenous to an area
about 300 miles from here.

Does that tell you something?

- I don't like this.

(suspenseful music)

- Red bandana.

(gunshots fire)

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

(gunshots fire)

- [Luis] What kind of stuff

can I expect out
there in the jungle?

- [Tom] What do you mean?

- In New York, you know, we
have the rats and the roaches.

What kind of stuff is out there?

- Deadly snakes,
lizards, insects.

There's an ant, for
instance, an Asango ant.

If it bites you within five
minutes you're unconscious.

In 10 minutes you're dead.

Aren't you happy you asked?

Well, that's the
end of the road.

Clear on in and
it'll be rough going.

- [Luis] I don't
see the animals.

Is this area inhabited?

- Just because you
don't see the animals

doesn't mean that
they aren't there.

(engine rumbles)

- What kind of people
live around here?

- Shuar Indians, mostly.

- What's a Shuar Indian?

- Indians who've been in
contact with civilization

and now live on the
periphery of it.

About 12, 15 miles ahead
there's a little village,

and we're gonna stop off there

and try and get some supplies.

- [Luis] Tom, how much
gasoline do we have left?

- [Tom] Enough for
about 200 miles.

- [Luis] Then what?

- Then we walk.

(gentle music)

- [Luis] They don't
look dangerous.

- [Tom] Well, they are.

And, don't you forget it.

- [Luis] I've never seen
real savages before.

They cut off heads?

Shrink 'em?

- Nope, the Jibaros do that.

Put your gun away.

Put your gun away, now!

- We know guns.

Know many things.

- And, you also speak
English pretty well.

- Bad.

You speak (speaks
foreign language)?

- Bad.

- We get by.

Come.

Wife.

- Which one?

- All of 'em.

- How'd he learn English?

- People like you and me.

- You think it's safe in there?

- Let's find out.

(speaking foreign language)

How many men have come
through your village?

- Many.

- And, how many have returned?

- None.

(speaking foreign language)

How long you stay?

- Two or three days.

We'd like to buy some
supplies from you.

- Thank you.

- Eat.

- This is very good.

Very good.

What is it?

- It's monkey stew.

- Very good.

(speaking foreign language)

(both laugh)

- For me?

(giggles)

That's very nice of you chief,

but I'll tell you I'm married.

That wouldn't work.

(Tom sighs)

(rhythmic drumbeats)

(crowd chants)

(speaking foreign language)

Now listen, pal.

If I'd known it
was your girlfriend

I wouldn't have bothered.

(dramatic music)

(man groans)

(crowd laughs)

You're a nice man, brujo.

I'm very happy with the
hospitality you gave us.

- Hospi...?

- Hospitality, you
don't understand that?

- No understand.

- To...

I don't know how to say.

- Friendship.

- Friendship, yes.

(chief laughs)

(speaking foreign language)

- Noboro, he want go with you.

- I know.

Why?

(speaking foreign language)

Well, welcome aboard.

Welcome aboard anyhow.

Well, you're still welcome.

Don't make anymore babies.

(chief laughs)

(crowd cheers)

- [Luis] What are we
gonna do with him?

Do we have enough food?

- [Tom] If we run out,
Noboro knows what can

and cannot be eaten.

Don't worry about it.

(gentle music)

- He's a serious guy.

- Yeah, I know.

Well, let's help him out.

* He'll be coming round the
mountain when he comes *

* He'll be coming round the
mountain when he comes *

* He'll be coming
round the mountain *

* He'll be coming
round the mountain *

* He'll be coming round the
mountain when he comes *

* He'll be wearing red
pajamas when he comes *

* When he comes

* He'll be wearing red
pajamas when he comes *

* When he comes

* He'll be wearing red pajamas

* He'll be wearing red pajamas

* He'll be wearing red
pajamas when he comes *

(speaking foreign language)

(dramatic music)

- [Luis] He's shooting
at us, he's shooting!

(gunshots fire)

- [Tom] I'll try to
get into that bamboo.

As soon as I reach the
bamboo, spread out.

(gunshots fire)

- Are you all right?

Tom?

Come on, come on.

(gunshots fire)

- Here he comes.

Come on.

Come on, Luis.

(monkeys chirp)

- He has the map,

but I can't land here.

- Then how do we get map?

- I have a plan,

but we must work down in Quito.

There's a man there.

He has what I need.

(suspenseful music)

- [Luis] We've been
going for four hours.

Doesn't he ever get tired?

- I don't think so.

(animal sounds)

You know, I'm a native
New Yorker, Tom,

and I've grown up with
muggings and killings

and all kinds of violence,

but I got to tell you
spiders and snakes

and people shooting at
me from out of the air,

you know what I mean?

Do you know what I mean?

Enough, I want to go home.

I want to go home.

- All right.

Let's see.

You might find New
York in that direction.

Now, I'll be sure to
call you when I get back.

(speaking foreign language)

- How are you gonna do that?

You don't have the rope.

How are you gonna do that?

- With Noboro's help.

Now, you take care.

(suspenseful music)

(monkey screeches)

- [Luis] Whoa, what was
that, what was that?

- [Tom] Monkeys.

Makes you hungry right?

(speaking foreign language)

(both laugh)

(Luis gags)

- There's crawling
things in there.

- Yeah, of course.

Termites.

(both laugh)

(speaking foreign language)

Come on, let's go.

Come on, Luis.

- Tom?

I can't move my legs, Tom.

Tom, I can't get up!

- Can you feel 'em?

- No, no.

- Can you feel that?

- No.

- Can you feel that?

(speaking foreign language)

Luis, you've been bitten

by those Asango ants
I warned you about.

(speaking foreign language)

- Noboro!

Where's he going?

- He's gonna go and
get you an antidote.

(suspenseful music)

Just relax.

Noboro.

(speaking foreign language)

He says it's gonna be all right.

Noboro.

(speaking foreign language)

(somber music)

- It's good, I'm getting
feeling it already.

Let's get out of here.

- We can't.

- Why not?

- Take a look at Noboro.

- What's the matter with him?

What's the matter?

- He's dying.

- What happened?

- When he went looking for
the antidote for your leg

some shushupe snake bit him.

- What are you gonna do?

- Nothing

because there isn't a
damn thing we can do.

We let him die, and we bury him.

That's the only thing
we can do for him.

- You sure we're
going the right way?

- I hope so.

Yeah, we are.

(wood cracks)

- [Luis] What does it look like?

- It looks like
more jungle to me.

What does it look like to you?

Give me my machete.

- Here.

Use this one.

Do you think we're
ever gonna make it?

- We're sure gonna try.

(gentle music)

- It's like being a monkey,
you know what I mean?

- Yeah, you even sleep like one.

Well, this can't go on.

- Tom, you sure
this is necessary?

- Well, unless you like sleeping

with snakes,
lizards, you name it

yeah it is, mister.

You coming?

- [Luis] I'm coming.

(suspenseful music)

- I guess a good morning would
be superfluous, wouldn't it?

- Do not talk.

Do not try to escape,
or we kill you.

Please do follow.

(lively music)

- I don't know how
much further I can go.

My legs are killing me.

- Well, you tell them yourself.

- Hello, how much
further is it to?

- Your face pose good in my eye.

I don't want to hurt you.

Please, be quiet.

No talk.

- [Luis] How much further?

- [Amazon] Quiet.

- Ladies, please.

- We brought new men.

- Tom.

Take a look at these things.

- Take him away!

Go.

- I'm going.

- Get out, get out!

Run for your lives!

Go, go!

Get out!

Run for your lives!

- Go away, go away.

- Why?

- You'll die here
like I died here,

and make sure all your
children are females.

- Right.

Why?

- So, they can live.

- Yeah, right.

- Peter Vinchel.

- How do you do?

- Your name, sir.

- I'm Tom Jensen.

My associate, Luis Escobar.

- Hi.
- How do you do, sir?

- And, you are?

- Hello, it's Ben Girard.

- Girard?

(speaking German)

- And, just what was that about?

- He says that you're an idiot

for not having tried to
escape here in six years.

Is that right?

Why haven't you?

- We're surrounded by jungle
for hundreds of miles.

There's no way out, Mr. Jensen.

- Is that right?

The old man, what
was he talking about

when we came in here?

- Oh, the procedure.

- The procedure,
what's the procedure?

- The procedure for the
fathering of the children.

I've been here six years.

We stay alive as
long as we're useful

in the fertilization
of the women.

- What happens when
you get to be too old?

- Farewell, sweet prince.

- How did you get here?

- Cargo plane, engine failure,

en route from
Caracas to Iquitos.

You've met my co-pilot.

(speaking German)

- And, the old man.

How did he get here?

- Oh, I don't know.

He was here when we arrived.

How old do you think he is?

- 55, 60, why?

- He's 35 years old.

- How do you know?

- I saw his passport.

- Tom, Tom.

- The contest is about to begin.

(speaking foreign language)

- What contest?

- The contest for
the two of you.

The winner gets first choice.

- Choice of what?

- Your services for the night.

- What happens if we
don't feel like it?

- If you want to live,
you better feel like it.

- You.

Both women wants you.

They have to fight in water.

(suspenseful music)

River very fright-ly.

Many alligators beneath.

(speaking foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(woman laughs)

- I don't see why I have
to go back to the cage.

- Man not allowed to stay
with until morning, but away.

- You want me to stay 'til
tomorrow morning, do you?

- Man not allowed to stay with.

- How about tomorrow night?

- First warrior there,
first warrior get you.

I try be first.

You go cage now.

- I go cage now?

- I take you.

You no try run away, okay?

- Ultimate prey man.

You different, save Polani.

- Well, I tell you.

She was in danger,

and I only did what any other

civilized human being
would have done.

- Civilized?

(speaking foreign language)

Four languages, each
very close to each other.

Words mean nothing.

What does that word mean to you?

- Civilization?

An ordered society.

- We have order.

I'm queen.

When I die, fight for new queen.

In your world, men uses women.

Here, women uses men.

What do you want?

- For starters, how about lunch?

(helicopter blades chopping)

- Drink.

- Do you know most of
the world's economy

is based on gold, and you
happen to be the owner

of a great deal of it?

- Gold.

Bright yellow, hard, and cold.

Tell me, why is everyone
willing to die for it?

- Or, kill for it
for that matter.

- Tell us about your world.

- Tell her, Luis.

- Oh, it's a wonderful place.

You've seen airplanes, I'm sure.

Those big silver
birds, you know,

that fly way over your head.

- We also know about what
you call automobiles.

Other men we captured
told us about your lives,

but tell me, how long do you
people live in your world?

- About 75 years.

- Here in the jungle, if
animals will leave you,

you live to over 100.

Every day is the same.

We have no (speaks Spanish),

no disease, civilized disease.

Every day is the
same as day before.

Every year, same as year before.

It's better that way.

Now, no more talk.

Drink.

(helicopter blades chopping)

(warriors yell)

(ominous music)

- Burn everything.

Burn the village.

Burn it all!

(suspenseful music)

- Come on, let's
get out of here.

Come on, let's go!

- Come on, get up.

Get up, out.

Come one, get up,
get out, get out!

(dog barks distantly)

(Tom sighs)

- Does the name Blasko
ring a bell with you?

- I know that man.

He own slave that escape
with four warriors

who want to see the big world.

- You know, he's
destroyed your village,

and he plans to destroy
the lives of many people,

but on order to do
that he needs the gold

from the Seven Cities.

- If gold means this, I don't
want nothing to do with it.

He destroyed our homes.

- Homes gone, lives gone.

- Men did this.

- Now, that's true.

But, you know, men
also saved the lives

of some of your warriors.

See, times are changing.

Men no longer work against
women always, you know.

Men and women do work together,

and I need your
help to find Blasko.

- I know location Seven City.

I will take you to one only.

It's half a day run.

This is home no more.

Come.

(suspenseful music)

- Do you have bad people there

who want to kill?

- Sure, some.

- What you do with them?

- Put 'em I prison, keep
'em inside for a while,

then let them out.

- To do bad things again?

- Sure.

- No good.

Here people good until they bad.

Once they bad, they dead.

- What do you eat
where you come from?

- Same as you do.

- Then how come you
not strong like we?

- Well, in my country women
are known as the weaker sex.

- Everything wrong
side down up there.

- Yeah, mostly.

(helicopter blades chopping)

- Por que we not go
to city straight away?

- Por que, my dear Lee-Leeo,

there isn't enough
space to land there.

It's only a few miles from here,

and if anyone is
in good condition

to slog it through the
jungle, you certainly are.

- This be Jivaro country.

- Take heads, make small.

- The Jibaros are no match
for master Smith and Wesson.

- You bring medicine?

- Oh yes, of course.

I know how addicted you are.

I wouldn't dream of
traveling without it.

Here.

In a few moments, you
should be infinitely mellow.

Shall we go?

(suspenseful music)

- This way.

- You're pretty.

Luis, you're pretty.

It's as it should be.

Men made for to look at.

Women for work.

- My womens like
the mens too much.

Bad.

- No, there's nothing
wrong with it,

your royal highness.

It's very natural.

When left to their own devices,
people often fall in love.

- Why we never talk before?

- You're always too busy.

- Maybe we talk sometime, no?

- If we get out of this alive,

I'll be delighted.

(ominous music)

- [Warrior] Jibaro!

(gun shot fires)

(warriors cheer)

- We eat here.

- Better we go on.

- My dear madam, we are an army,

and Napoleon Bonaparte once said

that an army travels
on its stomach.

We eat here.

(suspenseful music)

Ladies, to a golden future.

(glasses clink)

(suspenseful music)

- Tom.

- Yeah?

- Do you love me?

- Well, I think you're very
beautiful and very intelligent.

- That not my ask.

- No, I don't love you.

- When you know me, you love me.

- Maybe.

- The first of the Seven Cities
should be quite near here.

Did neither of
you ever visit it?

- Our queen was the only-est
person to know where it is.

- Well, let's all spread
out and start looking.

- Better we stay
near each other.

Frightful here.

- Nonsense.

Hey you, come here.

- I go no more in
Jibaro country.

- What are you talking about?

- Give more money, or I leave.

- You fool, I don't
have any money.

I'll give you as much
gold as you can carry

when we find it.

- Money now.

- If I ever see you again,
it'll be just long enough

to put a bullet
through your brain.

Get out!

(gun shot fires)

You know, money really
is the root of all evil.

(suspenseful music)

It's exquisite.

Rivals the Florentine
works of Pisan or Quiberte.

(dramatic music)

It's incredible.

(Blasko laughs)

It's incredible, and this...

This is only the first room

in the first of
the Seven Cities?

(Blasko laughs)

I'm rich enough for
a thousand lifetimes.

- But, you only
have one lifetime,

and that will end very shortly.

You've reached the
end of your road, sir.

You dare to venture where
you should not have tread.

The price of that
transgression is your lives!

- Who are you?

- I was once normal-sized,

but I have been shrunk
alive by the Jibaros.

Go now before you
suffer my fate!

- You, you little... pygmy!

You think you can tell me
to leave now and all this?

(Blasko laughs)

No power on earth
can stop me now.

(women gasp)

- This is first
temple of first city.

(dramatic music)

I have no been here long time.

Same as before.

- It's fantastic.

- You have desecrated
a holy place

by your contaminated presence.

For that, the penalty is death!

Go now, before you
suffer the same fate

as your predecessors.

They have been shrunken alive.

(gun shot fires)

- What happened?

- Someone's trying to...
play a trick on us.

That was nothing but a mirror.

(gunshots fire)

(warriors yell)

- We no fight like
this for long time.

- How they be small in room?

- That was an optical illusion.

- No understand.

- It was a trick done
with a series of mirrors.

- Where they be now?

- Probably outside
in a cages somewhere.

Shall we?

- I've been dead for two years.

Don't you understand?

Dead!

You can't kill me.

I'll come back and kill you

late at night, I'll
be there with a knife!

- Mr. Jensen, how
wonderful to meet you.

After all this time.

My hand.

I am Clarence Blasko, I'm
sure you've heard of me.

Could we make a deal?

Mr. Jensen, let's
loot this place,

and then go on to
the other six cities.

I'll arrange the
fencing of the goods,

and we'll split
the proceeds 60-40

with you, of course,
getting the lion's share.

I have excellent contacts in the

world underground gold
marketing business.

Well, 70-30.

70-30.

80-20, and that's my last offer!

- That little guy, you
know in the mirror,

that's Leonard Reynolds.

Frederick Reynolds son
who's supposed to be dead.

Yeah, well somehow he
managed to survive.

He's completely crazy, that's
why the Indians help him.

- So, what'd you do with him?

- I let him go.

- You let him go.

Luis Escobar, the
great sentimentalist.

- 90-10!

- Where do we go from here, Tom?

- Now we go home.

- Home?

Oh, the word feels so good.

How do we get there?

- Go to Quito.

It's about 60 miles away,
rent a plane, and...

- And, that's it?

- [Tom] That's it.

- That's it?

- That's it!

Let's move it out, come on.

(dramatic music)

- A totally unbelievable story.

Had I not seen
these women outside

I would have thought it
the ravings of mad men.

- Well, I guess we can't
blame you, Inspector,

but that's the way it is.

- We have been aware of this
man's behavior for a long time.

Do you know that this man
has been soliciting money

for the longest
while to organize

an international dope ring?

- Yes, sir, we do.

- [Inspector] You will
swear on this statement.

- We will.
- Absolutely.

- This is ridiculous.

I've committed no
crimes in this country.

I'm totally innocent here.

I demand to be
released immediately.

(Tom laughs)

- Released?

There are four
extradition orders.

Brazil, Argentina,
Chile, and Peru.

You will be in jail
for a long time.

- That sounds like
a winner, Inspector.

Thank you very much.

- Thank you,
Inspector, very much.

- Well, is that the way
you want to do it then?

- Yes.

- What about you?

Are you sure?

- Same?

- Yes.

- There's nothing I
can do to convince you?

- No.

- Well, the least you can
do is let us fly you there

in a helicopter.

- We no fly.

Bad business.

You go up slow, but
you may come down fast.

- Yeah, that's true.

Well, what about Mr. Farnsworth?

- He's coming with us.

- Every man's dream comes true.

- You're good men.

- Well, maybe someday
we'll come back.

- Amazons will be here long
after everyone else is gone.

(gentle music)

- Luis, shall we?

- She wields a lot of
power with those women.

- Well, maybe that's
why she's the queen.

- Why would they want
to go back to the jungle

after seeing what
civilization is like?

- Maybe that's precisely
why they're going back.

I mean, having seen
civilization and all that.

- You think anybody's gonna
believe us at the club?

- Personally, I'm not
gonna tell anybody.

I'd like for these
women to live in peace.

- [Luis] How much
gold do you think

we have on the plane?

- [Tom] Oh, in today's
market, a million or two.

Enough to get by
with for a while.

- [Luis] You want a partner?

- [Tom] I thought I had one.

- [Luis] You mean?

- [Tom] I mean.

- [Warriors] Bye!

(dramatic music)