George of the Jungle Page #3

Bukuvu bird life, and found herself...

venturing forth in search

of that defender of the innocent...

protector of the weak,

and all-around good guy...

George of the Jungle.

But that's not

who she saw first.

What!

Get away! Get away!

Get away!

- Hello. Oop!

- Oh, dear.

Feeling better, fella?

Okay. It's that dream, then.

I'm still having that

psycho dream. Hello.

- Oh. Oh.

- Oh, no, no! Don't worry! Ape friend.

- Ape make your breakfast.

- What does it want?

What does it want?

"Lt" wants its Physician's

Desk Reference, if you don't mind.

Unless you'd rather die

of dengue fever, of course.

That is very funny!

I thought I heard

the monkey talk.

But that is totally

understandable, right?

I mean, why wouldn't

an ape read textbooks?

And why wouldn't I find

myself in a tree house...

with room service and a Tarzan wannabe,

wearing a, um, um...

- What do you call that thing?

- Butt flap.

Right.

Ohh...

Ooh!

Bit of a shock, I suppose. Yes.

Fever.

Cold compress. Dab her lightly, George.

"Talking monkey."

That's the ticket. Good.

Huh? Somethin' funny

about this fella.

She's not a "fella," George. She's

a woman, the female of your species.

You mean Ape and George

not brothers?

Well, in a sense,

we are related.

After all, we're both members

of the primate family.

Primate family. Brothers.

I suppose one might claim

that there would...

Mommy, make that monkey

stop talking.

Perhaps I should refrain from speaking

around her, as it seems to upset her.

- What your name?

- Ursula.

Ursula Stanhope.

- Who are you?

- George.

George Primate.

And that brother Ape.

Ape Primate.

Ah! Oh, um...

Okay, I'm gonna

pass out again now.

Bye.

It's a sissy white ape.

I would've choked the life out of him...

except that he had two of his

lion buddies jump me from behind.

So in this version,

there are two lions with the white ape?

A minute ago,

there was only one.

H-Hey, the important thing,

Kwame, is that I was outnumbered.

Absolutely.

Ursula!

Hi. When I woke up this morning,

I remembered about that lion...

and I know you

saved me yesterday.

- And I just wanted to say thank you.

- Ah!

Ooh!

Now that I'm feeling better,

I realize the others must think

I'm cat food by now.

And I don't want my fian...

this guy that I was with... to worry.

So, so I should probably go

and look for them...

and I was wondering

if you could help me.

Uh... Ursula want to go already?

Okay, George help.

Get trusty doggy.

Oh, you have a dog.

That's great.

Doggy will help find friends.

George call Shep.

Shep! Here, boy!

Come on! Here, boy.

Shep!

Here comes Shep.

Come on, Shep! Come on, boy!

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