The Adventures of Huck Finn Page #2

- Pap Finn, you devil in disguise!

Outta my way, you old maid! This here

is what's mine, and I'm takin' it!

- Put that sweet boy down! Ohh!

- Leave them alone! Leave them alone!

Say good-bye, boy,

'cause you ain't never gonna see...

these two old biddies again.

I knew I was in trouble, and

it were only gonna get worse...

once Pap started drinkin'.

I was up the river

with some acquaintances of mine,

and we were doin'some...

jobs, and I got the news.

So when I found out

your ma left you $600,

I figured I'd come and get my due.

I mean, don't I deserve it...

after all the trouble and expense

I went through to raise you proper?

But no.

judge Thatcher says

that money's gotta stay

in the bank 'til you get

yourself to legal age!

Legal age.

I can't be waitin'that long!

What'd I do with that bottle?

But I'm...

I'm your next of kin.

And you're my little angel.

I-I ain't no angel, Pap.

You can ask Miss Watson.

Aaah!

Damn it!

No, Pap! No!

No! No!

No, Pap!

- Yes!

- Pap!

What're you doin' with my gun?

Uh... I thought I heard

somebody tryin' to break in,

- and I was waitin'for 'em, Pap!

- Well, why didn't ya rouse me?

I tried, but I couldn't.

Hey, what're you

doin' here anyway?

You brought me here, Pap.

Did I? Why?

- 'Cause you said you missed me so.

- Don't you lie to me.

That couldn't be the reason.

Oh, yeah, that money your ma left you.

Damned Judge Thatcher!

Have to think of another way.

Look at this place.

- What'd you do to my house?

- I didn't do anything, Pap.

I'm goin' to town.

You clean up around here.

Yes, Pap.

Mmmm. "Yes, Pap."

Little runt.

I knew if I stuck around I'd be dead.

But dead was the only way

Pap would ever leave me alone.

Wild boars are mighty good eatin'. And

this one were gonna save my life as well.

What the...

Now that I was dead,

I could do what I wanted...

and go where I wanted, and neither Pap nor

Miss Watson would ever try and follow me.

And right now, I figured

I'd go to Jackson's Island.

No one lives there

nor hardly visits,

and the fishin's

awful good too.

- Aaah!

- Aaah!

- Huck? - Hell's bells, Jim! I

almost puked up my livers.

- I thought you was dead.

- I ain't dead.

But your Pap came into town

this mornin'...

screamin' about how some robbers

had cut you into a million pieces.

Faked it all, Jim.

I'm as alive as you.

- Nope. You ain't dead.

- Funny, Jim!

- Your Pap look like he done seen the

devil himself. - Scared him, did I?

Scared him? You scared

the whole town. They's

out huntin' down your

murderer right now.

- That's mighty nice of'em. - The widow

wants you to have a proper burial,

so she got all the womenfolk fleecin'

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