The Legend of Tarzan (2016) Script

Monsieur Rom...

Opar.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

We found it.

Captain Moulle?

Form your lines.

(GUNS COCKING)

Maxims ready, sir!

CAPTAIN MOU LLEI Steady.

Wait.

Fire!

(GUNFIRE STOPS)

CAPTAIN MOULLEI Fall in!


(YELLS)

(MEN GRUNTING)

Stand your ground!

(GROANING)


(GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

Chief Mbonga, I presume?

How do you know my name?

You're the man I came to see.

These are what you came for.

What would you do for them?

Whatever is necessary.

There is one thing I desire above all else.

Bring it to me.

Bring him to me.

And you shall have your diamonds.

All I need is a name.


His Serene Highness, King Leopold of Belgium, has extended an invitation to Lord Greystoke to take a royal tour of the Congo Free State to visit the schools and churches he's built to acknowledge the success of his anti-slavery initiatives and to open trade discussions.

(WALNUT SHELLS CRACKING)

Lord Greystoke, let me explain the Africa situation.

Mmm.

King Leopold controls the Congo.

He's defaulting on his loans, and needs a business partner to fill the gap.

Your invitation is a perfect opportunity for Her Majesty's government to get involved.

Consider the jobs we would create for the poor natives of the Congo.

-(SHELLS CLANKING) -(GEORGE GROANS)

And I thought the Civil War was long.

Dr. Williams, you are a guest here.

GEORGE: Prime Minister, if you're not going to say it, allow me.

You are Tarzan.

Lord of the Apes, King of the Jungle.

"Me Tarzan, you Jane!"

Tarzan! Tarzan.

King Leopold's inviting you because you're a celebrity.

He wants to show you the schools and churches he built.

You "ooh" and "ah" in front of the newspapers, and he's validated by Africa's favorite son.

England pays his debts. We make money.

Ham sandwich. Easy. Hmm.

So, Your Majesties, can we get this show on the road?

(SLURP5)

No.

No? For Heaven's sake, why not?

Well, I've already seen Africa.

And it's hot.

Excuse me? Did you say "hot"?

Please send my apologies to His Serene Highness.

And my name isn't Tarzan.

It's John Clayton Ill.

Son of John and Lady Alice Clayton.

Fifth Earl of Greystoke, member of the House of Lords.

GEORGE: Mr. Clayton.

Lord Clayton. My apologies.

George Washington Williams. Diplomatic envoy for the United States.

I was sent by President Harrison. JOHN: To do what?

Join up with the Queen's emissary.

America was the first country to recognize King Leopold's claim on the Congo.

You don't want to lose your place at the trough.

Look“.

I need your invitation to get in.

I'm afraid my intentions aren't exactly what I expressed to your government or mine.

And what exactly do you want, Dr. Williams?

Leopold spent the last seven years getting control of the Congo.

He used up his entire fortune building that rail road of his, then shut off access to 99% of the country.

Why?

Because he wants to be the first monarch in history who doesn't want people to see his good deeds?

I don't buy it.

Tell me this, Lord Clayton.

How does a bankrupt king keep the whole of the Congo working?

Slavery?

I hope I'm wrong, but I need to know.

And for the sake of your friends back home, you do, too.

Accept Leopold's invitation and take me with you.

You know Africa off the beaten path.

The languages, the people, the customs.

If we find anything amiss, then I need someone to tell the world that they'll believe.

I'll make all the arrangements.

I'll see you in Liverpool.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(cows MOOING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

JOHN CLAYTON II: My family.

I have done all I can to protect them.

We have been surrounded by predators since the shipwreck.

(INFANT CRYING)

The jungle consumes everything.

It preys on the old, the sick, the wounded, the weak.

But never the strong.

Today, I buried my Alice.

My dear Alice.

Now I fear for my child.

God help us.

(SNORTS)

God help him.

(DISTANT ROARING)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMING)

(INFANT CRYING)

(COOING)

(SNARLING)

(ROARS)

JANE: The most dangerous beast in Africa is so powerful, it can snap a crocodile's back with a single bite.

(WHISPERING)

Anyone?

MARY: Is it a hippopotamus?

Yes! Precisely. Well done, Mary.

Now, can anyone tell me what my favorite bird sounds like?

Anyone? -(WHISPERING)

(MIMICKING BIRD'S CALL)

BOY: How do you travel through the jungle?

Why'd you leave the jungle?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

BOY 2: Look at his hands!

CHILDREN: Whoa!

I grew up running on all fours.

It changed the bone structure.

BOY 3: Do you swing on things inside?

Like, when you go upstairs?

Oh, I never take the stairs.

I usually take the curtains.

BOY 3: Amazing!

Is it true your mum was a monkey?

Well, of course not.

My mum was Alice Clayton.

I can't wait to see Wasimbu again.

How many children would he have now? Jane.

We know about Keko. She's what, four?

Everyone would have children. Jane.

I mean, eight years just feels like a lifetime!

This isn't a holiday.

How many corsets does a diplomat bring?

I can't take you.

I say zero. Four I suppose a British lady should faint at least twice to justify the silly title.

It isn't safe there.

Of course it's not safe there, John!

You take a nap in the wrong place, you've got a 50-50 chance of being eaten.

Ladies. Albert.

You can't possibly still think there is a danger, John.

And you haven't spoken his name in years.

Talk to me.

Mbonga is not my concern.

You are.

We lost a baby.

The last thing you need is more stress.

Yes, well...

Thank you for the reminder.

Well, in case you forgot, we both grew up there.

So, perhaps I will fulfill your duties for the Queen, and you can stay here hybridizing coconuts and playing ping-pong.

(SIGHS) I want to go home.

This is our home.

Trying to keep me here won't work!

(OUTER DOOR SLAMS)

(DOOR OPENS)


(CHITTERING)


(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

-(ROARING) -(SCREECHING)

(SCREAMING)

(ROARING)

(GROWLING)

(c; ROWLS)


JOHN CLAYTON lll John, my son, you are the heir to Greystoke, our future.

England is your home, not this wretched place.

If I don't survive,

I pray that someone will save you.


(GRUNTS)


Promise me you'll stay with the Kuba the whole time.


(GEORGE LAUGHS)

GEORGE: Not a chance, ma'am.

A kick from one of these Walker Colts is pretty nasty.

As a matter of fact, that's why they went out of style.

Pretty little ladies like you kept knocking themselves in the face.

(JANE SCOFFS)

I'll bet I could hit that log over there, first try.

On! (CHUCKLES)

JOHN: Jane?


He's known them since they were cubs.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAJOR KERCKHOVER: Force Publique, move aside.

Force Publique, move aside!

I want port of entry, I want port of disembarkation for every passenger.

Yes, sir. These are the last.

Sir. Thank you. Thank you.

Excuse me, sir.

Theledgen Yes, thank you.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAJOR KERCKHOVER: Gramophone, Mr. Ram's stateroom.

ROM". Mr. Frum.

Those crates go in the hold.

Champagne? And music? Your entire operation just fell apart.

Have faith, Mr. Frum.

Faith is for missionaries.

He gave you the slip.

MAJOR KERCKHOVER: Make sure the rest goes down below.

ROM: Our invitation has been snubbed, Mr. Frum.

They jumped ship further up the coast, and they are on their own little tour home.

So, from Boma up to here will take me three days.

I shall deliver Tarzan and return.

A week's delay.

You're in no position to ask for anything, Mr. Rom.

Your king's payment was due three months ago.

Yes.

(BELL RINGING)

I manipulated my firm to keep this deal alive.

You agreed because you'll get stinking rich, so don't get trutty.

Now, you must buy us more time.

I already bought all the time...

Look, it's really very easy.

You sail out to the arriving fleet and tell them payment must be made in Boma for security reasons.

Opar had better not be a myth.

Bring me the rest, and you'll have your mercenaries.

But if you fail to make good this time, my firm will go to the Belgian parliament for compensation.

Your king will lose this land, and who do you think he will blame?

Leon Rom?


Tarzan, you look funny.

(CHUCKLES)

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(LAUGHING)

Wukonseeni!

- Sangonini! Janey!

- Sangonini. -Ton moh nah nah ha Iah.

(ALL CHEERING)

(ALL SINGING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

JANE: Keikoo.

(BOTH SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(LAUGHS)

-(SINGING STOPS) -(ALL CHEERING)

Wasimbu?

Oh, my God!

Janey Porter. Welcome home.

(ALL CONTINUE SINGING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

WASIMBU: As is custom, no one has entered until you returned.

This is where Jane grew up.

Her father taught English in the village.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BOTH SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Well, I'm not going to drink some foaming cup of you-know-what-it-is-and-won't-tell-me.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(ALL LAUGHING)

GEORGE: That's funny to everybody, huh? Mmm-hmm.

-(COUGHING) -(ALL LAUGHING)

Whoo!

(PEOPLE SINGING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

They're singing the legend of Tarzan.

For many moons, he was thought to be an evil spirit.

A ghost in the trees.

(ROARING)

They speak of his power over the animals of the jungle.

Because his spirit came from them.

He understood them

and learned to conquer them.

His ape mother, Kala, loved him as her own, and his ape brother, Akut, treated him with kindness and respect.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

He considered all men to be his enemies, since other tribes would hunt his troop as a rite of passage.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

JANE: Chief Muviro knew what he was.

He was good to him, since no man ever started with less.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

John?

(JOHN MIMICKING BIRD CALLING)

Blue-bottom rufous towhee.

Mating call.

Be still, my beating heart.

(JOHN MIMICKING BIRD CALLING)

Mandrill.

Also a mating call.

(JOHN GROWLING)

Cheetah.

Mating call.

JANE". Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three,

two...

I know you took my handkerchief.

We're from America, and my father is a professor.

So, I didn't grow up believing in spirits.

Hello.

You're welcome to have it.

Will you speak to me?

Um...

(CHUCKLES)

You must know that this is very peculiar.

(SNIFFS)

I'm not sure my father would find this very appropriate.

(CONTINUES SNIFFING)

But, um... (CLEARS THROAT)

We must make an effort to embrace customs...

Oh! I don't think so, wild man!

(EXHALES)

No, no, no. Wait!


(FAINT CRY IN THE DISTANCE)

(PANICKED CHATTER IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

(WOMEN SOBBING)

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

I speak many languages.

(GUN COCKS)

Knee“.

Kuba chief never kneels.

(OFFICERS SHOUTING)

OFFICER: Down! All of you! Get down!

Take aim!

(GROANS)

(OFFICERS CONTINUE SHOUTING)

Come on!

(GUN COCKS)

(GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

(ALL GRUNTING)

OFFICER: Hold him Still!

Tighter! Tighter!

(GRUNTING)

You ain't so tough, you grotty little monkey boy.

-(GRUNTING) -(ROPES TIGHTENING)

Some legend, Mr. Rom.

Chief Mbonga will be disappointed.

Round up 10 of the strongest.

We'll need porters. Yes, sir.

This guy right here, sir.

(KU BA PEOPLE PROTESTING)

Grab him, men. You're coming with me!

JANE". Let go of me!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

John!

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(JANE GRUNTING)

Get off! John!

Must have been something the first moment you saw her.

After all the negresses and baboons.

(MIMICKING BABOONS)

(MAJOR KERCKHOVER LAUGHING)

JANE: John!

-(GUN FIRES) {GROANS)

(GROANS)

(GUNS COCKING)

(PANICKED CHATTER)

(GRUNTING)

MAJOR KERCKHOVER: Mr. Rom, we'll bring him down.

GO! Go!

(GRUNTS)

Get the Maxims loaded!

Hurry!

(GROANS)

Focus fire on the boilers. Below the chimney.

Pull away!

Where do you think you're going?

(JANE BREATHING HEAVILY)

I need you to scream for me.

Like a damsel?

(SPITS)

No matter.

He's Tarzan, you're Jane.

He'll come for you.

(GRUNTS)

John!John!

John! John...

(GASPING)

(WOMEN SOBBING)

They came for me, Kwete.

KWETE: This was not done by you.

Do you know who they were?

We've heard of whites that come and fight for money, do not wear Belgian colors...

Called Force Publique.

The man I interviewed in Belgium told me about them.

Did anyone mention a man named Rom?

Nobody gave up any names.

But Leon Rom is King Leopold's envoy to the Congo.

Any other revelations?

Not from me.

Why do you say they came to get you?

(GRUNTS)

JOHN: The boat is traveling upstream, which will slow it down.

We should get to Mbonga's mountain before them if we take this route through the Mangani lands.

How do you know where they're going?

KWETE: This route-- JOHN: It's longer.

But it is where they are building the rail road.

We can ride it part of the way.

Good.

GEORGE: John?

John?

John!

Fine! I'm still coming with you.

You can't keep up.

I might not be able to keep up with Tarzan, but I sure as hell can keep up with you.

It is not wise.

Falling behind means certain death.

I spent over half my life in the wilds.

Besides, nobody here is better than me with a rifle.

That one right there, he'd still be choked out redder than a cardinal's ass if it weren't for me. And that's--

(YELPS)

You think I care about my life?

Get your mitts off me!

If you had just-- If I'd just what?

Left you in England in your castle?

They have my wife and their families.


Whoever you are, we're here by royal invitation.

As guests of King Leopold.

Lady Clayton, I orchestrated the invitation.

And you were not included.

Nor was Dr. Williams.

A tribe of savages is trying to tear your husband apart and maybe butcher him and eat him.

And I'm going to deliver him to them.

And once they've dispatched with him, (LAUGHING) Dr. Williams will not be left as a witness, that's clear.

Which begs the question, where does that leave you?

You'll notice none of the natives are smiling.

That one's your friend?

They all are.

You do know that the right side of your mustache is just a little lower than the left?


(PANTING)

(GEORGE WHEEZING)

(c; ROWLS)

GEORGE: John!

John!

(GEORGE PANTING)

(COUGHING)

Different kind of wilds.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS IN THE DISTANCE)

How are we supposed to catch a train going 40 miles an hour?

Gravity.

Shit!

(GEORGE SCREAMING)

(GEORGE GROANING)

(PANTING)


(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

(PANTING)


Climb on my back.

(GEORGE GRUNTS)

Right. Legs, too.

(GRUNTING)

Don't think for a second you're saving my life.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

(GEORGE SCREAMING)

(THUDDING)


(ALL GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

Give me the keys to the chains.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

JOHN: Are you the commander?

Don't tell him anything.

(GUN COCKING)

Those are some mighty big earlobes you got there, son.

(GUN FIRES)

Do you think that was a lucky shot?

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

I'm just an engineer for the bridge.

And how many men have been enslaved to build your bridge?

Eight hundred.

Plus, this group of natives.

Please, I'm here to build bridges for Monsieur Ram's new army.

I have no part in that.

What army?

ENGINEER: The rail roads, combined with the navigable rivers put 60% of Congo within three days of a fort.

The forts are done, but the army has not come.

Where are they?

I don't know.

They were supposed to be here months ago.

But they said the King is yet to pay for them.

How many are there?

Twenty thousand.

And they are not regular soldiers.

They are mercenaries.

Known to enjoy killing for a living.

Twenty thousand men, 50 forts.

That's 400 bloodthirsty bastards armed with a Maxim gun and repeating rifles at each one.

He'll end up enslaving the entire country to get what he wants.

People won't stand a chance.

What is Mr. Ram's part in this?

It's his plan. He is in charge of all of it.

They expect he will be named Governor General soon.

JANE: No, no, no. Wait!

Wait! Please!

(ROARING)

(GASPS)

(ROARING)

(GROANING)

(WAILING)


(WAILING)

(CONTINUES WAILING)


(GUNS COCKING)

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Shut it, clucker!

(MEN LAUGHING)

Now, if you do anything unladylike in there, he drowns.

JANE". Enjoying your peep show?

Of course I know you can see me, Lady Clayton.

Are you a religious man, Mr. Rom?

Oh. No. Madagascar spider silk.

My priest purchased it for me in Jerusalem when I was nine.

Sounds like you and your priest were awfully close.

Why?

I want you to know, I think your husband had no right to bring you along.

I brought myself, Mr. Rom.

Of course.

But he was supposed to be the only casualty.

Aside from the entire country of people you're enslaving, of course.

Would you pass the pepper?

(GROANING)


It can also serve as a necklace.

(JANE SCOFFS)

On my last visit to Europe, I attended a few lectures at the Sorbonne.

The King of France got a soft clap.

Henry Morton Stanley, a bastard orphan by birth, got a standing ovation.

(CHUCKLES)

People love a good story.

Yeah, a few are born blue bloods, like your husband.

But everyone can relate to a low-born scrapper who rescued his king from bankruptcy and saved the honor of his nation.

That is a man who will never be forgotten.

My king's army is due in six days.

All I've left to do is deliver Tarzan to Chief Mbonga.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, I'd hoped you'd recognize the name.

I'm aware of his obsessive desire to kill your husband, but I've yet to discover the cause.

What did Tarzan do?

He killed his only son.

Oh. Hmm.

And get ready, because that is nothing compared to what he will do to you.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Your husband's wildness disturbs me more than I can easily express.

Whereas your spirit...

My knife, please.

Slowly.

Your friend won't float.

Thank you.

(RINGS BELL)

(DOOR OPENS)

Lady Clayton's finished.

(SCOFFS)

A normal man can do the impossible to save the woman he loves.

My husband is no normal man.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

KWETE". You cannot go alone.

They'd consider seven a raid.

None of us would survive.

This says it's against the law to pay natives to work.

And this is the ledger of all the slaves taken so far.

Slave labor, diamonds everywhere.

Ram's going to make his monarch the richest king in the world.

Dr. Williams, you have your evidence.

I'll take care of Rom.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Well, I have no choice.

We'd lose two days going around.

Going around what? Mangani.

Those gorillas you used to live with?

They're not gorillas.

Gorillas are gentle. Mangani are not.

I never left a friend in trouble, or a partner in the lurch.

I'm not about to start now.

Stop calling me "doctor." My name's George.

We'll keep your proof safe, George.

I know.

Meet us in Boma.

If we don't make it back...

We will. With your families.

...get the books to my grandfather in London.

Still not waiting for you.

Tell me something I didn't know.

(ALL CHEERING)

What I wouldn't give for a horse right now.

Why is it people don't ride zebras?

Well, horses kick to escape.

Zebras continue until you're dead.

"Zee-bra," "zeb-ra." "Tom-ay-to," "to-mah-to."

It's nearly impossible to take the wild out of something born to it.

It seemed to have worked with you.

Look, I feel foolish for asking, but can you really talk to the animals?

You're an educated man, Dr. Williams. You tell me.

(OSTRICHES TRILLING)

(SQUAWKING)

(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY) Hey! Hey, pretty lady!

That's a male.

He's warning us to stay clear.

You're trying to tell me those things are deadly?

If you get too close, he'll knock you to the ground and disembowel you with those three-inch talons.

No ostrich is going to kill me.

Well, then try and ride him.

(SCOFFS) You'd like that, wouldn't you?

(SQUAWKS)

Oh...

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

GEORGE: Damn! That is one odious aroma. Whew, God!

JOHN". Keep your voice low.

(MANGANI GRUNTING)

Is that them?

(c; ROWLS)

You don't want to do that, George.

Kill one, and the rest won't stop until they have torn you to pieces.

So how do you want to play this, then?

Their leader will come down, and we'll fight.

You're going to fight one of those?

I Wish. I have to fight Akut.

He was my brother once.

And now he'll consider me a deserter.

Whatever happens, do not interfere.

Understand?

Mmm-hmm.

GEORGE: Christ Almighty.

That's Akut?

You sure you don't want me to shoot him?

Promise me.

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

(GROWLING)

(GRUNTS)

(ROARING)

(GROANING)

(GROANING LOUDLY)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

Get on your knees and bow.

Right now!

Expose your most vulnerable parts!

(ROARING)

(PANTING) You want me to lick his nuts, too?

If you want to live.

George...

I wasn't going to!

Well, it looked like you were.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(PANTING)

GEORGE". Is he coming back?

No. it was quite decisive.

If this bite gets infected, you're going to have problems.

Then there is this.

Now, you know I was not going to lick his-- it looked like you were.

Well, I wasn't. -(GROANS LOUDLY)

You aren't going anywhere until we get this stitched up.

Are you eating them?

Tastes like bacon. Ew.

You get us a nice, fat snake, I'd grub on that.

Snake's good meat. I ain't eating no damn ant.

Well, suit yourself.

And when you're finished, chew the flowers into a poultice and wipe it on the cut with a rubber.

It'll hold.

Are you aware that you always say you're not going to do something right before you do it?

Yeah? Well...

That's only since I've been saddled with your company.

How is it?

It's manageable.

Pain...

I got too much experience with it.

(SIGHS)

The Civil War was dark fighting.

But I was proud to be part of it.

Changed me, though.

Afterward, I was a walking, talking powder keg.

Joined up to fight Maximilian down in Mexico.

Then worked as an Indian fighter.

Did both those for the money.

I was young.

But that's no excuse.

(SIGHS)

Mexico was bad.

But what we did to the Indians...

(SCOFFS)

I'm no better than those Belgians.

(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)


My old friend.

The Teke say an elephant's eyes speak the greatest language.

What else can make you feel so much without a word?

(BABY ELEPHANT TRUMPETING)


(HIPPOS SNORTING AND GRUNTING)

ls Mr. Rom ready for some more scintillating conversation?

He was the only reason you weren't serviced.

JANE: Serviced?

Is that what your mother would call it?

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Shut your mouth!

(INHALES DEEPLY)

(GRUNTING)

MAJOR KERCKHOVER: Stop the boat! Stop the boat!

Turn it around!

(BOAT WHISTLE BLOWING)

(PULLING UP CAGE)

(GRUNTING)

(GASPING)

Stop shooting! You'll hit the girl!

That woman.

(BOTH PANTING)

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

Wait!

They'll follow my tracks. Go and get help.

Go!

(GASPS)

(ROARING)


(GROWLING)


(GROWLING)

JANE: Promise you won't hurt them?

-(GUN FIRES) No! Stop!

(DISTANT SCREAMING)

JANE". Please, stop!

John!

(PANTING)

JANE: Stop! Stop it! Stop!

(GRUNTING)

Stop it! Please!

Please! Please!

Come on!

MAJOR KERCKHOVER: Move out!

(GROWLING)

(PANTING)

(ROARING)

(GUN COCKING)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(c; ROWLS)

(PANTING)

(WHIMPERING)

(RUSTLING)

(TWIG SNAPS)

(GASPS)

(GROWLING)

-(ROARS) -(JOHN GRUNTING)


(JOHN ULULATING)

MAJOR KERCKHOVER: What was that?

ROM: Tarzan.

Although it sounded different than I thought.

Better.

(GEORGE PANTING)

Schmidt-Rubin.

(GUN COCKING)

John!

John!

Stop!


(KALA SHRIEKING)

(WHIMPERS)

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)


(GRUNTING)

JANE: John!

Now, you feel my pain.

(YELLING)

(ALL GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(PANTING)

(MBONGA CONTINUES YELLING)


(BOTH PANTING)

JOHN". I'm not your enemy.

Rom's buying an army with yourjewels.

They cannot touch us! You know nothing!

Your lands are full of diamonds. He'll come back for them.

(GROANING)


(GRUNTS)

Your chief is under my knife!

You are under my knife!

Finish it.

Finish it!

Stop!

(BOTH PANTING)

Your son killed the only person who ever cared about me.

It was an animal.

She was my mother.

MBONGA". How was he to know?

My son was just a boy!

Not like you!

Where was your honor?

I had none.

I had none.

(AKUT ROARING)

(MANGANI ROARING)

GEORGE: Can we please just stop this?

We won't get all of you, or you us.

But Rom will.

GEORGE". He'll wipe you out.

Every last one of you. Like you never even existed.

You think that's impossible?

You're looking at a man that's seen it happen.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(JOHN ULULATING)

(SIGHING IN RELIEF)


(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Ram's got the diamonds.

There's 1,000 men down there and 20,000 more on the way.

We're screwed.

Where are you going?

To get some friends.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

SOLDIER: All men, stations!

(SHIP WHISTLE BLOWING)

(GUN FIRES)

(ROARING)


it doesn't matter. He's too late.

Move! Move!

Fall back!

(ROARS)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

(MEN SHOUTING)

(RATTLING)

(PANICKED SCREAMING)

Bring her!

(GRUNTING)

(ALL PANTING)

(KUBA SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Grab the diamonds.

Run!

John! No! No! John!

John!

(BRAYS)

Get to the boat! Move!

(SCREAMING)

(YELPS)

We're coming! Hang on!


John?

FRUM: That's the payment.

Lower the skiff, and don't dally.

SOLDER: Did you see him there? Is he down there?

1886 model Maxim machine gun.

This is way better than my Walker Colts.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTING)


(CHOKING)

FRUM". Mr. Rom!

Mr. Frum, you portly coward!

Come and get your diamonds!

(GRUNTING)

Farewell, sweet lord.

Take Tarzan with you.

The future belongs to me.

(GROANING)

(LOW GROWLING)

(LOW GROWLING)

What was that?

Mating call.

(GRUNTING)


(GRUNTS)

(CROCODILES GROWLING)

(GASPING)

Tarzan!

Tarzan!

John!

John!

(ROM SCREAMING)

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(ALL CHEERING)


(ALL CHANTING)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

(FRUM PANTING)

(ALL ULULATING)

We're not going to wade into that mess for free.

Raise the anchor!


Ain't this a hell Of a thing?

Nice outfit there, Janey. -(CHUCKLES)

You looked like you're about to give me a hug.

No, I wasn't.

Looked like you were.

(LAUGHING)

(TRIBES CHEERING)

GEORGE: An open letter to His Serene Majesty, Leopold ll, King of the Belgians.

Every charge I'm about to bring against your Majesty's personal government of the Congo has been carefully investigated.

We have witnesses, documents, letters, and official records to bring to your attention and to verify our claims of your systematic abuse and enslavement of the Congolese people.

George Washington Williams. July 18th, 1890.


(KUBA WOMEN SINGING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)


JANE: They are singing the legend of Tarzan.

For many moons, he was thought to be an evil spirit.

A ghost in the trees.

They speak of his power over the animals of the jungle.

Because his spirit came from them.

He understood them,

and learned to be as one with them.


English - SDH