Tom Sawyer & Huckleberry Finn Page #2

sent a whiskey bottle

flying right past our heads,

you remember that?

Meow!

Meow!

Meow? Meow!

Meow!

- Think old man Ross Williams

hears us talking?

- Well, I sure as hell

ain't been dead before.

Either that or his ghost can.

- Damn it.

I... I meant to say

"Mister Williams."

You oughta be careful what

you say about dead people.

- Uh, hey, Huck, would you mind

if I were to call it night?

After all, they are your warts.

- What?

I ain't got no warts.

- You ain't got no warts?

Then what the devil

are we doing down here?

Just think, Hucky.

What would you do if

these ghosts don't exist?

I mean, for me, it'd...

it'd be as though

something were missing.

- Did you hear that?

- What?

- Over there!

- What is that?

You saw that, right?

You saw that!

- Yeah.

- I'm tell... I'm telling

you they're real, look!

I ain't bluffing,

those are the devils!

They're at work right now!

- They're coming

straight towards us.

Uh, uh...

Come on, come on!

Now, I gotta look nice.

I got a job on top of

everything else.

- Tom, am I going crazy, or is

that the voice of Muff Potter?

The crap you do

when times are hard.

- That's him, isn't it?

- Can that be?

- Yeah, I know Muff's voice.

Drunk or sober, that's him.

- All right, this is it.

- The other's Doc Robinson,

and the other's...

- Injun Joe.

Come on, hurry.

The moon can show itself

any minute now, gentlemen.

I suggest you get a move on.

Start digging-

- Oh, yeah.

Ah, that's good enough.

Open it.

Even up to this point,

Tom and Huck had not even

the slightest idea

of what was going on.

The fact that

Doc Robinson wanted

the corpse of Ross Williams

for studies of the anatomy

was discovered later.

- So, good doctor,

think you can

throw another five

for the trouble for us

to keep our trap shut?

- Now, may I remind you

that we had an agreement?

Your payment upfront,

which I gladly did.

It's called an

agreement, Mister Joe.

- He's right, Joe, let it go.

His father arrested me once

and punished me in front

of all the people.

Do you think

I'm gonna forget that?

- Uhh!

Take it easy, Joe!

Come on, don't hurt me.

Oh, Christ.

God damn Injun.

This might hurt.

- Huck, what do you

think's gonna happen?

- If Doc Robinson don't

wake up in the morning,

someone's gonna get hanged.

- You really think so?

- I'm as sure as an

amen in church.

- Well, who do you think's

gonna tell 'em? Us, maybe?

- No, if anyone's

gonna say something,

it's Muff Potter.

- Huck, Muff Potter don't

know nothing about this.

How's he supposed to

say something?

- Tell me why

he don't know nothing.

- 'Cause he just happened

to get clunked out

as Injun Joe did it.

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