Tarzan's New York Adventure Page #3

Our whole world's gone.

Tarzan find Boy.

Big place. Find Boy.

Tarzan, wait.

You trust me, darling, don't you?

Tarzan always trust Jane.

If it were for any reason less

than our Boy, I'd make you turn back.

We're going into places where men's

minds are more tangled...

...than the worst underbrush

in the jungle, and I'm afraid.

More afraid than I've ever been

in my life.

Everywhere we'll be met

with lies and deceit.

Your honesty and directness

will only be handicaps.

It'd break my heart to see your strength

caught in the quicksands of civilization.

And I'll be the only guide you'll have.

Will you follow me?

Will you do as I say?

I'll try not to fail you.

Jane lead way.

Tarzan follow always.

- Tarzan.

- Gun!

Tarzan sorry.

This must be the plane. Cargo

of wild animals, three men and a boy.

- Boy!

- Tarzan.

The plane was cleared by pilot

Jimmie Shields for New York.

- Jimmie Shields?

- That's correct, sir.

- I'm sorry I haven't more information.

- Oh, you've been very kind.

- But now we must find our Boy.

- Come. We go to New York quick.

- Is it possible to charter a plane?

- No, I'm afraid not.

But our regular mail plane connects

with a clipper for America.

That's due in tomorrow morning.

I can arrange for you to have

a passage on that.

- But it'll cost an awful lot of money.

- We'll pay anything.

Shouldn't this be enough?

Oh, that's more than plenty.

But I doubt our local bank will be able...

...to convert these gold nuggets

into currency.

- Still, I'll arrange letters of credit for you.

- Oh, I wish you would.

Thank you for all your kindness.

Oh, there's just one more detail, madam.

Our local Chinese tailor carries

ladies' and gentlemen's apparel.

Not exactly Paris models

or Bond Street suits.

We do need some clothes.

We better go, darling.

We'll be very busy between now

and tomorrow morning.

Good man. Tarzan thank.

Oh, not at all, sir.

I hope you find your boy all right.

Bigger suit, you try on.

This is last one. Careful, please.

Three pounds, please. No can do.

No more jackets.

But we're leaving tomorrow,

and we must have clothes.

- Can't you make some?

- Take time, missy.

Well, I'll triple the price.

I try.

- Suit ready, missy. This way please.

- Very well. Tarzan, you must stay.

The tailor has to measure you. Sorry, but

we must get clothes to go to New York.

- Jane get clothes. Tarzan better without.

- Now, darling, you promised.

Cheetah, you behave yourself.

You look wonderful, darling.

Scratch. No good.

Take off. Put on in New York.

No, no, no, you've got

to get used to it.

There.

- Thank you so much.

- Missy pleased, Sun Lee pleased.

Cheetah, come.

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