Tom and Huck Page #3

- Gimme that box.

- Doc,Joe, let's talk this over like gentle--

What'd you do that for?

That's just not right.

Is it, Doc?

Come here.

- Come on, now. I got ya.

- It's a treasure map.

Oh.!

[ Groans ]

Murrell's treasure?

Murrell's lost treasure?

By glory, we're rich!

[ Doc ]

It's mine.!

Oooh!

[ Groaning ]

No.

[ Doc Whimpering ]

[ Mumbling ]

What are you doing with that thing?

[ Doc Groaning ]

- We gotta tell the sheriff.

- I ain't tellin'nobody.

Unless you're dumber than I think you are,

you're gonna keep your mouth shut too.

But we seen a murder.

Yeah. And there's gonna be two more murders

if we squeak on Injun Joe.

Killin' us would mean less to him

than drowning a few cats.

[ Panting ]

I guess you're right. We can't tell nobody.

You're damn right.

Just to make sure

you don't change your mind...

we're gonna swear

an oath.

We'll write it down

and sign it in blood.

Our blood?

Unless you wanna go back and borrow some

from Doc Robinson.

You do it.

I ain't much good at writin'.

Damn!

I lost my marble!

We've got bigger things

to worry about.

Now, would you please

write this down?

- [ Sighs ]

- I'm sorry.

Huck Finn

and Tom Sawyer...

swear they'll keep shut...

about what they seen.

May they drop down dead

if they ever tell a soul.

And rot.

And rot.

Now we sign it.

""H'' is for Huck.

""F'' for Finn.

Thanks.

[ Thunderclaps ]

I'm gonna kill you,

Tom Sawyer.

[ Growling ]

No-o-o!

No!

[ Panting ]

Bad dream?

Ow! Mother, Mother!

Tom hit me with a pillow!

[ Excited Chatting ]

[ Man ]

C'mon.! C'mon.! Right down here.

Hey, Tom.!

School's been called off.

- Why? What for?

- There's been a murder.

I didn't do it!

I swear I didn't do it!

- What happened to your face?

- I-I-I don't know, but I swear I didn't do it.

Look what I found!

It's Muff Potter's knife.

- I sold it to him last winter.

- I say lynch him. Lynch him now!

- You've gotta believe me!

- No.

-[ Injun Joe ] I saw the murder.

- [ Crowd ] Hang him up.

Oh. Oh,Joe.

Thank the Lord.

You tell them now.

You tell them--

You tell them it ain't me.

Tell us

what you know.

Yeah, I passed through here

last night.

And I saw Muff and Doc Robinson,

diggin' up that there grave.

[ Crowd Mumbling ]

Then in a drunken rage,

I saw Muff stab the doc.

[ Crowd Yelling ]

String him up!

That ain't the way it happened.

I swear.

We found the map

to Murrell's treasure.

- And then Joe and Doc got to fightin'.

- Murrell's treasure.

You hear that, people?

More drunk talk from Muff Potter.

Murrell's lost treasure

is an old wives' tale.

I know the history

of this entire county...

and I'm telling you

it doesn't exist.

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