The Legend of Tarzan

Mr. Rom.

Opar.

We found it.

Captain Moulle.

Form your lines.

Maxim ready, sir!

Steady.

Wait.

Fire!

Stand your ground!

Chief Mbonga, I presumed.

How do you know my name?

You're the man I came to see.

These are what you came for.

What would you do for them?

Whatever is necessary.

There is one thing

I desire above all else.

Bring it to me.

Bring him to me.

And you shall have your diamonds.

All I need is a name.

THE LEGEND OF:

TARZAN:

His Serene Highness,

King Leopold of Belgium.

has extended an invitation

to Lord Greystoke,

to take a loyal tour

of the Congo free state.

To visit the schools

and churches he's built.

To acknowledge his success

of his anti-slavery initiatives

and to open trade discussions.

Lord Greystoke, let me

explain the Africa situation.

King Leopold controls the Congo.

He's defaulting on his loans and needs

a business partner to fill the gap.

Your invitation is a perfect opportunity for

her majesty's government to get involve.

Consider the jobs we would create

for the poor natives of the Congo.

Ah.

- And I thought the civil war was long.

- Dr. Williams, you are a guest here.

Prime Minister, if you are

not going to say it,

... allow me.

You, are Tarzan.

Lord of the apes,

King of the jungle.

Me, Tarzan.

You, Jane.

Tarzan.

Tarzan...

King Leopold is inviting you

because you are a celebrity.

He wants to show you the

schools and churches he built.

You woo and aww

in front of the newspapers

and he's validated by

Africa's favourite son.

England pays his debts.

We make money.

- Ham sandwich, easy.

- Mm-hm.

So.

Your majesties.

Can we get this

show on the road?

No.

- No?

- For God's sake, why not?

Well, I've already seen Africa.

And it's hot.

Excuse me.

Did you say hot?

Please send my apologies

to the Serene Highness.

And my name isn't Tarzan.

It's John Clayton the third.

Son of John and Alice Clayton.

Fifth Earl of Greystoke.

A member of the House of Lords.

Mr. Clayton.

Lord Clayton.

My apologies. George Washington Williams,

Diplomatic Envoy for the United States.

- I was sent by President Harrison.

- To do what?

Join up with the Queen's emissary.

You know, America was the first country

to recognize King Leopold's claim on Congo.

You don't want to lose

your place at the trough.

Look.

I need your invitation

to get in.

I'm afraid my intentions aren't exactly

what I expressed to your

government on my end.

And what exactly do you want,

Dr. Williams?

Leopold has spent the last 7 years

getting control of the Congo.

He used up his entire fortune

building that railroad of his

and shut off access to

99% of the country.

Why?

Because he wants to be the

first monarch in history

who doesn't want people

to see his good deeds?

I don't buy it.

Tell me this, Lord Clayton.

How does a bankrupt king

keep the whole of the Congo working?

Slavery?

I hope I'm wrong,

but I need to know.

And for the sake of

your friends back home.

You do too.

Accept Leopold's invitation

and take me with you.

You know Africa of

the beaten path.

The languages, the people,

the customs.

If we find anything amiss,

I need

someone to tell the world

that they will believe.

I'll make all the arrangements.

I'll see you in Liverpool.

My family.

I've done all I can

to protect them.

We have been surrounded by

predators since the shipwreck.

The jungle consumes everything.

It preys on the old, the sick,

the wounded, the weak.

But never the strong.

Today I buried my Alice.

My dear Alice.

Now I fear for my child.

God help us.

God help him.

The most dangerous beast

in Africa is so powerful,

it can snap a crocodile's back

with a single bite.

Anyone?

Is it a hippopotamus?

Yes, preciously.

Well done, Mary.

Now.

Can anyone tell me what my

favourite bird sounds like?

Anyone?

How did you fllicker

through the jungle?

How did you live

in the jungle?

Look at his hands!

- Whoa.

- Whoa.

I grew up running

on all fours.

It changes the bone structure.

Do you swing on things inside?

Like when you go upstairs.

Oh, I never take the stairs.

I usually take the curtains.

Is it true,

you mom was a monkey?

Of course not.

My mother was Alice Clayton.

I can't wait to see Wasimbu again.

- How many children would he have now?

- Jane.

We know about Keko.

She's what? Four?

- Everyone will have children.

- Jane.

I mean, 8 years just

feels like a lifetime.

This isn't a holiday.

How many corsets

does a diplomat bring?

I can't take you.

- I say zero.

- Four.

I suppose a British lady

should think at least twice

to justify the silly title.

- It isn't safe there.

- Of course it's not safe there, John.

You take a nap in the wrong place,

you got a 50-50 chance of being eaten.

Ladies.

Albert.

You can't possibly still think

there's a danger, John.

You haven't spoken

his name in years.

Talk to me.

Mbonga is not my concern.

You are.

We lost a baby.

The last thing you

need is more stress.

Yes.

Well.

Thank you for the reminder.

Oh, in case you forgot.

We both grew up there.

So perhaps I will fulfill

your duties for the Queen

and you can stay here

hypothesizing coconuts

and playing ping pong.

- I want to go home.

- This is our home.

Trying to keep me

here won't work.

COLONIAL OFFICE:

- JOHN CLAYTON -

John, my son.

You are the heir to Greystoke,

our future.

England is your home,

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