Tarzan's New York Adventure Page #4

Well, where is she?

Stone jungle.

Yes, a man-made jungle.

- Natives live there?

- Yes, they live and they work there.

- Why?

- To help them concentrate their efforts.

- Get things done in a hurry. Save time.

- Save time? Why?

Darling, you're asking me a question all

the sages haven't been able to answer.

We're going down.

We're going to land.

Now, these are 30-day permits.

- You understand, lady, don't you?

- Yes.

Mike, call up the pilot's room. See

if they know where Jimmie Shields is.

He's in Alaska by now or the South Pole,

that is if he has the price of the gas.

Right over there, please.

There are some routine things to attend

to, like fingerprinting, just routine.

- Come, Tarzan.

- Hurry. Find Boy.

You must be patient, darling.

We're almost finished.

Cheetah. Now, Cheetah, stop it.

- Sorry, she gets playful sometimes.

- Cheetah thirsty.

Here's where Shields stays,

the Gloucester Hotel.

- I'm very grateful.

- Sure.

- Find Boy!

- We will...

...since we know

where the pilot lives.

Go! Go. Cheetah!

- Taxi?

- Yes, please.

- House on wheels?

- It's called a taxicab, dear.

Taxicab?

Don't worry! Lt'll hold together!

Open the door, darling. Thank you.

Gloucester Hotel, please.

Cheetah, you'd better sit

over here, dear.

I hope that monkey's tame.

You don't need to worry.

She's quite friendly.

Just so long as she knows it.

Man know trail?

Of course, darling.

Taxi drivers know the city.

- Like Tarzan know jungle.

- Yes, like Tarzan know jungle.

- War dance. Where natives?

- There're no natives. That's music.

It comes out of that little box.

It's called a radio.

Radio?

Woman sick. Cry for witch doctor.

You should be a critic, darling.

There. How's that?

Good. Now radio good.

I don't like it. I don't like it.

Jasper, grab these bags.

Jaconi tribe. Put clothes on him too.

Oh, darling.

- Here you are.

- Oh, thank you, ma'am.

Thank you. Come, Tarzan.

Why, good afternoon.

Good afternoon. We'd like to see

Mr. Jimmie Shields, please.

I'm sorry, but Mr. Shields

isn't in now.

As a matter of fact, he hasn't

been here for several days.

Did he have a little

boy staying with him?

A cute little boy,

sun-brown curly hair?

- Why, no madam.

- Where Boy?

I don't know. All I know is

he didn't bring any boy here.

- Where Shields now?

- That's anybody's guess.

He'll probably turn up in a day or two.

He usually does.

You'll have him contact us

when he gets back?

- Yes, madam.

- I think we'd better take a suite.

Yes, madam,

but what about the gorilla?

Cheetah? She's part of the family.

- She'll be all right, I promise you.

- Very well, madam.

Cheetah, thank the kind gentleman

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