Tarzan's Desert Mystery

I hear them, Cheeta. Can you hear them?

Hiya, fellas!

Buli, look out.

Buli, Cheeta, it's a plane!

With a letter from Jane, maybe!

Tarzan! Tarzan!

Buli, go home.

Keep your eye out, Cheeta!

Watch it, Cheeta! Watch it!

- Boy! - Tarzan, over here!

Hurry, Cheeta! Hurry!

Cheeta.

Boy, hurry. Read letter from Jane.

All right, Tarzan. Don't get excited.

Boy excited, too.

"My darlings,

"I can't begin to tell you how much I miss you both

"and how happy I will be when this horrible war is over

"and I can come home to you again."

Tarzan happy, too.

"Many of the soldiers in the hospital where I am nursing

"have just been brought home from Burma

"and, in addition to their wounds, are suffering from jungle fever.

"It would be wonderful if you could send me some of the fever medicine

"which cured Boy when he was so ill,

"for I am certain that it would help our soldiers, too.

"You'll do this for me, won't you, Tarzan?"

Tarzan get. Read more.

Read more.

Boy, read more.

Now, let's see, where was I? Just a...

Oh, here I am.

Because the trip will take several days,

you must not think of leaving Boy and Cheeta this time.

The Great Desert will be very educational for them.

- Jane say Tarzan take Boy? - That's right, Tarzan.

Read more what Jane say.

"And now I must say goodbye.

"Take good care of yourselves, my darlings,

"and remember that I love you

"and you are always in my thoughts and prayers.

"With all my love, Jane."

That's all, Tarzan.

- How soon will we be starting? - What Boy say?

- Oh. Tarzan go tonight. - Did you hear that, Cheeta?

We're gonna start right away! Come on! Let's hurry!

My map's gone.

It was in this box.

Did you take it, Cheeta?

You didn't, huh?

Don't you know it's wrong to take things that belong to other people?

It's a bad habit.

You should be sorry.

Just think, Cheeta, we're gonna travel. We're gonna see the Great Desert.

See this blank space here? This is sand, nothing but sand.

This is where we are now, the escarpment.

Way across the desert is the fever medicine jungle.

Tarzan says it's full of wild animals and all sorts of mysterious things.

We might even see a city. Here's El Ece Bra.

But it's miles and miles away from the fever medicine jungle.

Birherari here, it isn't so far away. We might go there.

Tarzan's been to Birherari and so has Jane.

She's told me all sorts of things about the desert people there.

They wear clothes all the time. Can you imagine that?

Heavy robes called a burnoose.

And things they wind around their heads they call turbans.

I bet you'd look funny in a turban.

We're gonna have lots of fun traveling across the desert.

Boy stay home.

Stay home?

- Fever medicine jungle dangerous. - But I want to see Birherari!

Boy stay home.

But, Tarzan, Jane always said travel is very broadening.

Look, Tarzan, Cheeta wants to go, too.

All right. Boy and Cheeta come with Tarzan to edge of desert.

Then go home.

Desert no good place. Jungle much safer than desert.

The Sheik has returned.

The devotion of your people is heartwarming, Sire.

I try to earn their love and respect.

In my own humble way, I, too, try to merit the approval of your people.

And failing that, you don't mind settling for their money, do you?

Selim, don't be rude.

Our friend here has brought much trade and prosperity to Birherari.

A philanthropist, I suppose. A new role for you, eh, Hendrix?

I overlook your sarcasm.

Again I remind you that my offer to you still holds good.

You have only to speak to become my full partner.

Thanks. I'm not that easily bribed.

Selim, must you always argue thus?

I stand rebuked, my father.

Welcome home, Sire. Did you have good hunting?

- We fared well. Look, look. - The Sheik is a mighty hunter.

- It was he who bagged the biggest lion. - And the fiercest.

Pardon. Now, if you would excuse me, Sire.

Business, you know?

Business, always business.

No wonder the Hendrix enterprise is prospering.

- Hello, Karl. - Herr Heinrich.

Idiot!

How many times must I tell you? Here in Birherari call me Mr. Hendrix.

Sorry, it won't happen again.

- Did you also have good hunting? - Excellent, as usual.

Sheik agreed I should also control the tobacco trade.

- Good. My congratulations. - What's the news with you, Karl?

Oh, I manage to keep busy.

There was another visitor from El Ece Bra.

- Sightseer, no doubt? - Yes.

He wanted to see Prince Selim.

I hope you were able to arrange a meeting.

- I was. - Any complications?

None.

- Please. Please, Mr. Hendrix. - What is it?

Is this what we get for one month's work at the looms?

- You get exactly what you earn, woman. - Be on your way!

But for this we cannot buy enough to eat.

Then you should work a little harder.

Paul, the complaints are increasing, the people are growing restless.

- They talk of petitioning Prince Selim. - He's a fool.

Suppose you let me worry about that?

Now, I have a more pleasant job for you.

On our way out of the jungle,

we encountered a magnificent wild stallion.

The Sheik is very anxious to possess him.

Of course, and he would show his appreciation in a very practical way?

- Exactly. - You may depend on me.

I'll bring in that stallion.

Tell men set horse free.

Now tell men set horse free.

All right, cut the stallion loose.

Men go.

Well, Tarzan, what are we waiting for?

Boy and Cheeta go back to escarpment now.

Tarzan, be a sport!

We want to help you get the fever medicine.

Jane ask Tarzan to get fever medicine. Boy stay home.

Why, Tarzan, I don't remember reading anything like that in Jane's letter.

Then Boy read letter again!

Well, let's see.

Of course, you must not think of leaving Boy and Cheeta this time.

The Great Desert will be very educational for them.

- Boy read letter like Jane say? - Certainly, Tarzan, just like Jane say.

Why Boy lie?

Well, I had my fingers crossed.

It's lonesome on the escarpment without you, Tarzan.

All right.

Come, Cheeta.

Goodbye, Tarzan. Hurry home.

Boy wait.

Tarzan take.

Oh, Tarzan.

Look, Tarzan, it's the wild horse again.

He's thanking you, Tarzan. Isn't he beautiful?

- Yes, beautiful. - Let's take him with us.

No, horse want freedom just like everyone.

Go.

- Come, Boy. - All right.

See, Tarzan? He wants to stay with us. He's our friend.

- At least let him come with us, Tarzan. - All right.

Come on.

- I bet he wouldn't mind a bit if I rode him. - No, horse wild.

Please let me try, Tarzan.

- All right, Boy try. - Give me a boost.

- See? He's perfectly willing. - Yes, horse willing.

We go to oasis, fill water bags.

That old yawner about this being a small world

certainly ain't no lie.

A few weeks ago I'm playing five-a-day stands

in flea-bitten vaudeville houses.

Then, voom, I'm in Africa,

entertaining the soldiers who chased Rommel out.

And then out of a clear blue sky I'm hired by a handsome sheik

to ride across yon burning desert sands on a secret mission.

What, change here for Schenectady?

From here you must proceed alone.

Don't tell me Paul Hendrix is out there,

hiding behind one of those overgrown anthills.

Don't treat this matter too lightly, Miss Bryce.

Two of my emissaries to Birherari have failed to return.

You don't have to worry about me.

Criminy, I mean, who in the world would suspect a gal magician

with a vaudeville show that's strictly from hunger.

No one, I trust.

Oh, by the way, your friend, this Prince Selim,

- he speak the English, no? - I think he'll be able to understand you.

Selim and I were educated in your country, at Yale.

Oh!

Boola boola, boola boola

Well, now, about this message.

Am I supposed to memorize it,

or is it to be written on my back in invisible ink?

It is written within this.

Say, that's not a bad gag.

- Good luck, Miss Bryce. - Thanks, Amir... Sheik Amir.

I'll be seeing you.

All right, boys, on your feet. Siesta's over.

Shake a leg with that java, boys. We can't stay here all day.

If any more of my stuff falls off those camels,

I could start a magician's junkyard.

What do you want?