White Fang

Synopsis: Jack Conroy is a young gold hunter, who seeks gold in the enormous and the snowy deserts of Alaska. One day, he saved a mixed dog-wolf from the hands of a cruel man, and a brave friendship develops between the two. The dog-wolf, who is named "the white fang" for it's sharp and white teeth, was left alone after his mother was killed by a hunter. After a while, the white fang was taken from Jack, by a man who put him in an illegal dog fighting pen to fight other dogs. White Fang becomes a professional, experienced and a cruel killer. But unexpectedly after a long time Jack meets him again and they renew their friendship. When a group of criminals wants to steal Jack's gold, White Fang is the only one who can help him to fight them off.
Genre: Adventure, Drama
Director(s): Randal Kleiser
Production: Buena Vista Pictures
  1 win.
Rotten Tomatoes:
107 min

[Indistinct Voices]

Give it some slack.


Careful, boy!

You could be his breakfast.



- Hey, don't do that.

- Why not?

He's mine.

Shipped him all the way

from San Francisco.

He was a family dog.

I'm gonna teach him to fight.

Good fightin' dog can make

a lot of money up here.

- Hey, you up here for the gold?

- You got that right.

It's out there just waitin'

for somebody to pick it up.

These are friends of mine...

Luke, Tinker.

Didn't get your name.

- Jack.

- Jack.

What's your hurry?

You guys ever heard of

a man named Alex Larson?

- Alex Larson? He's my old pal!

- Practically brothers.

Why, Beauty here

saved Alex's life.

- He'd do the same for me.

- Back off!

You fellas don't really

know Alex Larson, do you?

You can't fool these city boys.

Nah, we don't know him.

But we could find him.

If he's a gold man...

and who ain't up here...

he'd be on his way

up the golden staircase.

- Golden staircase?

- Chilkoot Pass.

About 2, 3 miles

outside of town.

- You'll need help hauling your gear

to the top. - I said, back off!

Easy. Sorry.

We don't mean to crowd you.

- Good luck to you, Jack.

- See you later.




- I've been robbed.

- Welcome to the Yukon.

How high is that

golden staircase?

About a mile,

but it'll seem like more.

I can make it up that far.

I'll sell you a map of

a place where there's gold.

Keep moving, you men.

Kid, move it!

Hey, do you know where

I can find Alex Larson?


Over there.

- Are you Alex Larson?

- Depends who's asking.

I sent you a letter.

Anybody who knows me

knows I can't read,

so they don't write.

Anybody who writes me,

Ifigure I don't know him.

I'm Jack, Scott Conroy's son.

I'm looking for somebody

to take me to my father's claim.

- Who's in there?

- Name's Dutch.

My father sent me his maps

before he died.

And he sent something else.

He sent me gold.

There was gold dust

in the envelope.

If you take me to his claim,

I'll cut you in.

- What's so funny?

- Everybody finds a little gold dust.

That's what keeps you digging.

But you have to strike it.

And your father didn't.

Go home and find a regular job.

You wouldn't last a day out here.

I'm a good worker

and I just want what's mine.

- Skunker.

- Damn, what is it?

Alex, I was dreamin'

you, me and Dutch...

- was livin' it up in Frisco.

- Get the dogs ready.

I hope Dutch

appreciates this ride.

He should've died at the digs!

And saved us a trip back.

Are you going

near my father's claim?

- Scott Conroy's boy.

- What?

Let me see that face, kid.

My God, Alex, he's the spittin' image

of his old man.

- I knew your pa well. Clarence Thurston.

- Jack Conroy.

- You throwin' in with us?

- I'd like to.


- No?

- No?

You're taking him

and you're not gonna take me?

- He looks half dead already! No offence.

- Hey!

Give me a stick of that gum,

and I'll forgive ya.

It's hard to get it up here.

- It makes my breath smell real fresh.

- Yeah.

Don't worry about him.

He's just tired.

Or he knows there's gold

and wants it for himself.

Whoa, boy! You got

the harness on the wrong dog.

If you don't want to take me,

I'll go by myself.

I'll get rich by myself too.

I think he's crazy

enough to do it, Alex.

You know he doesn't

stand a chance.

Come on, Alex.

He's Scott's boy!

Look at him!

How much trouble could he be?

All right.

I'll take you as far as Klondike.

Fall behind,

and I'll leave you...

where you drop.

- Understand?

- Yes, sir.

- I'm going to regret this.

- Nah, Alex.

Pull, Digger. Come on, boy!

Attaboy, Digger. Pull!

Mush, mush.

Come on, boys.

Good boy, good boy.



I got a loose harness on Blue.

[Skunker] Okay, mush!

Come on, Fritz.



Pull, Digger. Come on, boy.

Attaboy, Digger. Pull!

Mush, mush! Come on, boys.


- Are you all right, kid?

- I saw something.

In the woods.

Wolves. They've been

trailing us for a couple hours.

Game's scarce.

They must be starving.

After us?

The dogs.

Wolves won't jump a man,

unless hunger's got them

totally crazed.


- Let's get going.

- Brrr! Wolves be the devil on earth.

Kid, give me a piece

of that gum again.

It calms me.

I'll carry it for ya, okay?

Come on!

Mush, Digger, mush!

Come on, boys, pull!

Mush. Let's go.

Come on, pull.

Quit playing around.


Got that tarp a little close

to the fire, don't you?

I don't want to freeze to death.

What's he doing?

Cleaning his teeth.

How'd they get dirty?

Oh, Jesus!

Watch it!


I know it's a little fishy,

but you can put your head

at the other end.

I told you,

too close to the fire.


Nice weather.

- What are you doing?

- Only things my dogs drag...

are things we need.

That's my property!

You want 'em?

You carry 'em!

Hold it, I'm gonna

feed the dogs, fellas.

You're not gonna kill each other

while I'm gone, are ya?

We'll wait

till you come back.

Here comes the fishes.

They smell good too.

You guys know who loves you.

Here you go.

Here's some fish for you.

Ow! Don't bite

the hand that feeds ya.

##[Mouth Harp]

7 fish for 7 dogs,

and you didn't get any.

What are you mumbling about?

I had 7 fish for 7 dogs,

and Digger didn't get fed.

I swear there was a wolf

in with the dogs!

- And I fed the damn thing.

- How would a wolf get in?

He's dreaming again.

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