Mighty Joe Young Page #2

You're late for the dentist.

Who's the greatest press agent, you or me?

Don't answer.

Hey, you, come on.

You're gonna lasso lions.

- I am?

- Sure. Come on.

Round up some of your friends

to help you.

We'll talk it over

while I'm at the dentist's.

Who do you think is gonna get

the worst of this, Maxie or Africa?

Hey, Ali, bring water

for this lion, will you?

- He's a big one, isn't he?

- He sure is.

Just as full of fight

as he was two weeks ago.

After you'd roped him, I thought

for a few minutes I'd have to shoot him.

Sure glad you didn't.

That's right, Ali,

give all simbas plenty maji. See?

Take the machina away.

Away.

Crawford.

Oh, Crawford!

Crawford, where are-?

Oh, there you are.

Look, I got another story to send.

Where's that telegraph office?

At Mdani, about 50 miles.

Have Gregg ride down, will you?

They don't know the way. I'll send

one of the boys after they've eaten.

Let's have a spot of tea. Ahmed.

Tea. I hope this never

gets back to Broadway.

I hope I never see another horse.

Well, O'Hara,

we'll soon be saying goodbye.

You satisfied with the results

of the safari?

Oh, sure. Just like I said, I got

a million dollars' worth of publicity.

I hope your nightclub

will be a great success.

As you've described it,

it'll certainly be unusual.

Unusual? Look, nobody's ever seen

anything like what I'm gonna give them.

I gotta get back. The date

for the opening of my club is all set.

Just wondering if I've overlooked

anything out here to make it bigger.

Well, I've read all the stories

you've sent back...

...and I really think you've made

the most of everything.

Yes, sir.

I sure made the front pages.

Oh, this is a great story I wrote today:

"How I Escaped From Pygmy Cannibals."

Pygmy cannibals? Did you really?

Was that today?

Yeah. They had me cornered.

I'd lost my gun.

They dropped a net over me

from a tree.

I was fighting, struggling,

but there was too many of them.

They were all over me like ants.

- How do you think I escaped?

- I have no idea.

Did I ever tell you

about the mad elephant...

...that seized me in his trunk

and flung me one half mile?

I went back afterwards and measured it.

You're catching on.

Hi, Gregg. How about a spot of tea,

old boy, as we say in Africa.

Much obliged. I'm getting

where I kind of like the stuff.

It took you six months, but you're

kind of getting used to me too.

Well, I'm rapidly reaching a point...

...where nothing can surprise me,

if that's what you mean.

What's the matter?

Listen.

Sorry, I must have imagined it.

I guess you thought I was a screwball

at first, but my idea worked out.

Most successfully.

It's impossible. We're a hundred miles

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