Road to Bali Page #5

- Oh forget about Harold. He's a

hustler, a philanderer.

Let me tell you something. He ran

out on a very lovely girl down in

Austrailia. And on their wedding day too.

- I think he's attractive.

- I can't hear you. Not reaching me at all.

- I think you're attractive too.

- Contact.

Actually, as a matter of fact, there's nothing special

about me. I'm just an average, all-around american

boy with an excess of charm.

- Harold told me that too.

-About me? About him. So

conceited that man.

Delightful place you have here

Princess. lt'd be lovely just to lay

around here and grow old.

George! You and Harold will never

grow old, unless you escape at once.

- Escape? My cousin Kenarock is a scheming

murderer. - He's a very nice guy. A little

formal, a little cold perhaps.......

You do not know him. He has sent

many men to their death, at sea.

- Physical too huh?

- Kenarock will let nothing stand in

his way of ambition.

Years ago my father set out for Bali

to sell a valuable chest of jewels....

....the boat sank on a reef outside of

our lagoon...

...neither my father nor the jewels

have ever been recovered.

That's the treasure they want us to

haul out of the sea, huh?

Many have tried, but none have

succeeded.

- They offered us 50,000 gilda to get it.

- You must escape tonight!

No Princess. You're looking at a big

gilder man.

- You must go, I tell you.

-Down in the wreck of the boat

lives....Bogatan

- Boga who?

- Bogatan, a giant squid.

-Let him live a little.

This squid is a terror. He's an

enormous monster, with bone-

crushing tentacles, a man-eater.

- It means certain death to the diver.

- Certain death to the diver huh?

- Harold laughs at death.

- We must warn him, tell him about Bogatan.

I don't know. I may have some

trouble talking him out of this. He

loves a challenge this boy.

Death is his bread, danger his

butter.

- You've got to convince him.

- You've got to butter him up good.

- Where can he be? What can he be doing?

Hootwha, oh what a hoot.

- What a business! I finally learned

that trick.

- Who ran second? Well, I was.....

I've been playing this flute all night.

Georgette, stash that in the icebox,

will you please?

- Thank you Zza Zza. Listen, don't

you ever disappear like that on me again.

- I was worried into a postive tizzy about you.

- You worry? Yes I was. About me?

Certainly!

- Yes I was. About me? Certainly!

268. Well bless your big fat

motherly heart. What's to worry?

Well in spite of everything I had to

say, I put in plenty of knocks...that

palpitating Princess is all in a twiter over you.

- Me? Really?

- Yes!

- This girl is not only charming, she's intelligent.

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