[Clinking]
Mr. Niels...
might this be what I think it is?
Yes. We must be close.
Keep digging.
At the risk of sounding shamelessly cliche...
we are rich!
Sparkly rocks?
That's what all the shouting's about?
Mm-hmm. Women wear these rocks on their fingers.
And they call us uncivilized.
Ahh.
This way, Janey.
TANTOR; Terk!
What are you doing here?
Jane and the professor...
think those guys with Tarzan are bad news.
I tagged along to help out.
What kind of bad news?
Oh, real bad...
the worst, the ultimate pinnacle...
Hey, are those termites?
Now, which one of these will Jane like?
MERKUS; I don't think so, mate;
You're not stealing my diamonds.
I am not a thief.
Maybe, maybe not, but better safe than sorry.
- No! - Ohh!
- Tarzan! - Or whoever you really are.
[Growls]
Unh! Uhh!
Stop him!
Not to worry. I planned for this.
[Birds screeching]
Ha ha ha! I showed him, eh? Eh?
Showed him? You blew the whole place up!
Now we'll never get the rest of the diamonds.
[Explosion]
Perhaps we should discuss this elsewhere.
Like back on the boat?
[Rumbling]
Hmm. Sounds like thunder.
Sorry. I got to lay off those fuzzy leaves.
[Boom]
That came from the volcano!
Uhh! Uhh!
We certainly won't be getting out the way we came in.
[Crackling]
And there's more bad news, I'm afraid.
- The ground is on fire. - Precisely.
This volcano is becoming more active by the minute.
[Jane gasps]
Oh! Oh! Ohh!
FATHER: We must get to higher ground.
There's no way out.
Hmm. I wonder if...
Oh, no, no, no. It's quite ridiculous.
What is it, Daddy?
Well, if the magma dome is directly under us...
then perhaps the volcano's hollow core is above.
Of course, it's unlikely that the top of the cave...
is thin enough to break through...
even if there were a way to get up there. Oh.
Good show, Tarzan. Ha ha!
Please be careful.
What do you see?
The professor was right.
It stands to reason.
Hold on tight, Daddy.
Hurry!
Fascinating.
If only we could study the magma properly.
- Perhaps some other time, Daddy. - Point well taken.
[Rumbling]
MERKUS; The trading post is this way;
I think.
That jungle man would come in handy right about now.
[Hissing]
I told you. I can handle it.
Oh!
Is this what you call handling it?
Run!
[Breathing heavily]
We'll just have to wait them out.
They'll get bored... eventually.
- Ohh! - Daddy!
Oh, thank you, my boy.
Although, at this point, I fear it's for naught.
Tarzan? What on earth are you doing?
Grab hold of me. Hurry.
But we want to go up!
Don't worry. We will.
Is this possible?
FATHER: Oh! Who cares? As long as it's working.
Ha ha ha ha!
What now?
Aah!
BOTH: Aah!
- Aah! - Aah!
[Grunting]
[Gasps] Aah!
Oh! Sizzling hot.
Far too broiling for comfort.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooh! Ah! Ah! Oh!
Ah! Ooh! Ah!
[Crash]
FATHER: Aah! Invigorating! Extraordinary! Ha ha!
NIELS; There, you see?
Now we can get...
Up! Get up!
[Yelling]
Tarzan! You're alive.
I hope you're not angry about that mishap in the cavern.
NIELS: The diamonds!
No, no, no! Go back!
You want to go back into that?
Please, let me explain.
This is all just a big misunderstanding.
We're volcanologists.
You should've let me shoot him while we had the chance!
JANE: You can explain that to the authorities as well.
TANTOR: In the end, justice was served...
jungle justice.
That's a very nice story...
but I don't see what it has to do...
with our anniversary.
Well, Tarzan felt bad when he thought...
he was supposed to give you a diamond...
and that was just a regular day.
So, imagine how he's going to feel...
When I step in with an anniversary present...
and he has nothing for me.
[Sighs] He'll be crushed.
- Aah! - Good heavens!
- Wow! Incoming! - Hit the deck!
FATHER: [Coughs] Uhh!
Daddy? Is that you?
Uhh.
What's left of me, Janey, dear.
What happened?
Well, I was conducting a scientific experiment...
to determine if there is a combustible reaction...
between sodium dichloronate...
and bicarbonate of nitrate.
I take it the answer is yes.
You bet your sweet boopie it's yes!
Anyway, what brings you all here?
Tarzan and I have been married a year...
so we were just discussing what I should do...
to mark the occasion.
Terk and Tantor have already rejected...
my previous ideas.
Well, you know, a party would make him feel bad.
And a gift would make him feel even worse.
All right, then.
Maybe we could, I don't know...
dance beneath the moonlight?
Ah, splendid idea, Janey.
You can do a nice waltz.
[Hums waltz]
Or a tango.
[Hums tango]
Maybe even a fox trot;
Rum bum, rum bum bum bum
TERK: Uh, guys? Tarzan and dancing?
You remember the last time he danced?
Oh, yes.
That wasn't a happy occasion at all.
[Machine gun firing]
[Firing]
[Birds squawking]
[Firing]
Blast!
Aah!
[Boom]
Sorry, Nigel, old boy.
[Trees rustling]
And now, Jane Porter, I turn my attention to you.
FATHER: Connect antenna.
Right-o. Next.
JANE: Insert germanium diode "A"...
into receiver base "B."
Germanium...
Germanium diode?
Absurd. What would I be doing with one of those...
in the jungle? [Mutters]
But, I dare say...
I can jerry-rig this waffle iron.
Oh, good heavens. Forgot breakfast again.
What are you doing, Professor?
Oh, yes. I'm building a radio, dear boy...
a two-way radio.
Against my better judgment I ask...
what's a radio?
It's a device that allows us to communicate...
with people very far away.
- Like people in England? - I should hope so.
Love to see who's winning the test matches in cricket.
Now, I just need one more wire for the tuner.
It was here somewhere before.
I don't... Oh, dear.
I appear to be all out.
But this might do the trick.
Ow! I thought humans were big on "Please" and "Thank you."
[Tuning]
Ha ha ha ha!
Ah, there, you see?
Hem hem hum ha ha
Oh, this is a favorite.
Hem lum bum bum bum
Lem pum rum pum
[Gasps] Oh, Daddy! Strauss!
How delightful.
Da da da da dum
Dum dum, dum dum
Da da da da dum, dum dum...
Come, Tarzan, dance with me;
[Laughing]
Ohh! Ha ha!
[Sizzling]
Hmm. Looks like I'll need another hair.
Ha ha ha ha!
[Sighs] That was very nice, Tarzan...
but not quite a waltz.
What is that?
It's a three-step ballroom dance in triple meter.
No. What is that?
Duck!
[Engine sputtering]
Big duck.
It's an aeroplane. I think it's in trouble.
It's headed for the river.
FATHER: Oh, dear.
Perhaps I can pick up the pilot on my radio.
[Ratcheting]
TARZAN: Are you all right?
Unhand me, sir;
I'm an officer in Her Majesty's service.
I thought you might need help.
My good fellow...
I have yet to meet the trouble I cannot handle.
Bobby? Bobby Canler.
I can't believe it's you!
Ha ha ha! Brainy Janey.
Surprised to see me?
Ha ha ha! Absolutely.
TERK: What'd I miss?
The beginnings of a very juicy love triangle.
Oh, sweet. This could get good.
What ever are you doing here?
Oh, you know, on a mission for the queen.
But she was good enough to give me a few days off...
so I thought I'd pop down and look you up.
Oh, I'm so glad you did.
How ever did you find me?
My dear, your friend Hazel...
is the biggest gossip on the British isles.
I think all of London knows you're here.
I'm Tarzan, Jane's husband.
[Laughs] Oh, I'm sorry, Tarzan.
This is Robert Canler.
We practically grew up together.
Robert, this is Tarzan.
Ah, yes. The chap who came to my rescue.
Sir, you have deprived England...
of the finest woman in the Empire.
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
[Crunch] Now leave.
Tarzan! Where are your manners?
I don't trust him.
When I look in his eyes...
it's like Sabor is looking back.
Who the devil is Sabor?
Tarzan, you're being ridiculous.
I've known Bobby since I was five.
He's my oldest friend.
FA THER; Help!
[Sniffs] Fire.
Daddy!
Oh, it was just getting good.
[Flames crackling]
Oh! Aah!
Help!
Jane!
JANE: Aah!
Shall we leave the flying to me?
Daddy! Are you in there?
Yes, yes, yes. My latest attempt at radio...
has had some rather incendiary results.
[Hissing]
Sorry to steal your fire, old boy...
but it was beginning to look a bit nasty.
- Are you all right? - I'm fine.
[Coughs]
I'm afraid your radio...
will need just a bit of retuning, Professor.
Yes, quite so.
Do I know you from somewhere?
No, no, no. Don't tell me.
You're my cardiologist in Khartoum.
No.
- The allergist in Algeria? - No.
The urologist in the Urals?
He was our next-door neighbor in Knightsbrige, Daddy.
You remember Robert Canler.
Little Bobby Canler!
Why, of course.
All grown up now, I see, what?
Splendid to see you, dear boy.
Say, you wouldn't by chance know...
who's winning the test matches in cricket, would you?
England over Australia by eight wickets.
Oh, bully. Spot on. Good for them.
Bobby, I simply don't know how to thank you.
Well, it was a long flight...
and a spot of tea would do wonders.
Oh, absolutely. Coming, Tarzan?
No. He's a bad man, Jane.
TERK: My, my. Look who's jealous.
I'm not jealous. I just don't trust him.
You don't trust Robert? Very well.
You certainly trust me, don't you?
Well... yes.
Then that should be enough.
Please join us when you're in a more civilized mood.
I apologize for Tarzan. He's not usually like that.
Oh, I suppose he's feeling threatened;
Where is it?
As if there could be anything between us.
You're practically a brother to me.
Yes, yes. Quite right, Jane.
Where is it?
[Screeches]
Good heavens!
[Chattering]
Robert, are you snooping?
Um, yes.
Caught me red-handed, I'm afraid.
Jane, do you recall a small music box...
I gave you just before you left London?
I believe so. Porcelain, wasn't it?
That's the one.
You don't happen to still have it, do you?
Well, I might.
To tell you the truth, I'm not quite sure.
It was my mother's, you see...
and, well, there's someone back home...
I'd very much like to give it to.
I'd best have a look, then, shouldn't I?
Perfect.
Thank you so much, Jane.
Ha. Right.
Now all I need is that bit of wire.
Perhaps a bit of nice wiry elephant hair...
would do the trick.
Don't mind me. I just need to borrow a strand or two.
Stop! I have sensitive hair follicles.
Come, now. In the name of science.
No, no, no, no, no!
FATHER: Tantor! Come back!
The cricket match is about to start.
TERK: Let's go over this one more time.
You didn't go with them because...
I don't like tea, and I don't like Canler.
- And you're jealous. - I am not.
Right. Why would you be jealous?
I mean, sure, Canler's dashing...
and cultured and well-groomed.
In other words, everything you're not.
So why would you even consider being jealous?
Maybe you're right.
I thought there was something else...
but maybe I am just jealous.
Tarzan, Jane loves you.
And you should know by now...
that ain't ever going to change... ever.
You're right, Terk. Thanks.
Humans.
They make this relationship stuff so complicated.
Ah. Here it is.
Excellent. Thank you, Jane.
Don't thank me yet.
We'd better make sure it still works.
[Music plays]
Oh, this takes me right back.
Robert, do you remember the dance classes...
that we took as children?
Ah, yes. And as I recall...
you had two left feet.
I'll have you know...
I've become quite an accomplished dancer.
I'm sure you've picked up a few steps from the gorillas.
JANE: Sir, prepare to eat your words.
[Music box playing]
[Both laugh]
- Here it comes. - Whoo!
Tarzan?
Ohh. Oh, dear.
Robert, I'm afraid Tarzan has gotten...
a dreadfully wrong idea about us.
Terribly sorry, Jane.
Perhaps I should just take my music box and ship off.
Under the circumstances...
I do think that that would be best.
I'm sorry that you came all the way here only to...
[Crash]
[Tapping]
Well, what's all this?
Robert, you're not some kind of secret agent...
are you?
Actually, Jane, it's more like a double agent.
Terribly sorry you stumbled across my code machine.
Code machine?
[Gasps] A British code machine?
Quite. And the chaps on the other side...
are willing to pay handsomely for it.
Then why did you give it to me?
Ah. Heh.
British intelligence was hot on my trail...
so as you were leaving the country...
I slipped it to you for safekeeping.
Of course, I never expected you to stay in Africa;
You're betraying England! How could you?
Is it too lowbrow to say I did it for the money?
Perhaps. Is it too highbrow to say...
"God save the Queen"?
Aah!
Oof!
[Sighs] She always was high-spirited.
Uhh!
Oh!
All right, Jane.
Time to stop being a clumsy Clara...
and use what Tarzan's taught you.
Uhh!
Ooh. So far, so good.
[Grunts]
Aah!
[Bellows]
Oh, dear. Whoa!
Ooh! Stop it! Stop!
Eee! Oh! Ow!
ROBERT: Well-played, Jane.
But I simply can't have you running off...
and telling others about me.
The Crown takes a rather dim view of high treason.
[Gunshot]
[Birds screeching]
TAYLOR: Now, I promise you, that was the last warning shot.
[Roars]
Ohh!
[Tarzan yells]
[Roaring]
[Bushes rustle]
I say, old chap, good show.
Who are you?
Oh. Y-yes.
I suppose proper introductions are due.
Captain Nigel Taylor of Her Majesty's Royal Air Force...
counterintelligence division.
Your friend is already here.
- Friend? - Robert Canler.
Sir, Robert Canler is not my friend.
He's a rather dastardly scoundrel.
Are you sure you're not just jealous?
Jealous?! Canler stole secret codes.
He betrayed our country.
He shot me out of the sky.
He betrayed your family?
You might say that.
My good fellow, Robert Canler is a bad man...
a very bad man, indeed.
My apologies for the Spartan accommodations.
I hope you're comfortable.
Fit to be tied, actually.
I'm sorry it has to be this way, Jane.
I truly am.
TAYLOR: Who-o-oa!
Blast! Canler's eluded me again.
Tarzan, where are you going?
We can't possibly stop him now.
You can't. I can.
Unh!
My, how dramatic.
Oh, what a bothersome chap.
Tarzan!
Jane!
Ah, ah, ah. Not too close.
Your Tarzan's a tenacious fellow.
You have no idea.
ROBERT: Blast it, man. Fall off already.
TARZAN: Let Jane go!
Sorry, old bean. That's not an option.
- Aah! - Tarzan, no!
JANE; Someone has to fly the plane!
Oh, preferably someone who knows how.
I hope Daddy got that radio working.
As I told you before...
I have yet to meet the trouble I cannot handle.
Haah!
Um, Professor?
Yo, Professor, you here?
All right, the coast is clear, Tantor.
Whew! The last thing I want...
is him plucking one of my precious hairs.
[Father imitates Tarzan's yell]
FATHER: Ho ho! Got it.
Ow! Ow! My scalp! My scalp!
Oh. Actually, it didn't hurt a bit.
Of course it didn't.
I'd never hurt a friend like you, Tantor.
Perish the thought.
Ha ha! Now we'll finally be able...
to listen to those cricket finals.
JANE; Help! Daddy, can you hear me?
Janey? Whatever are you doing at the cricket finals?
I'm aboard Robert's aeroplane. Ha ha ha!
Which brings up an interesting topic.
You don't happen to know how to fly a plane, do you?
Well, I have read a thing or two on the subject.
Now, let's see. Hmm.
I believe you push forward on the yoke...
to tilt upwards.
JANE; Aah!
Or is it pull back?
Pull back, pull back!
I believe you're right, Jane. It is pull back.
- Sounds right to me. - Suddenly you're an expert?
Now, landing is quite simple.
Just keep the nose up;
Right. Nose up. Right.
Aah! Ohh!
All right, all right!
You win.
JANE; Gentlemen?
Brace yourselves. It's going to be a bumpy ride.
I do believe we have a problem.
Oh, good show, Tarzan! Simply marvelous!
Yes, indeed. Ha!
I hope you don't think me ungrateful, Tarzan...
but I have a code machine to deliver.
And don't try to follow me...
or I shall be forced to cut this vine.
Jane, it was ever so good seeing you again. Ta-ta.
I wish the feeling was mutual.
Tarzan!
Uhh!
JANE: Aah! Help!
- Help! - Jane.
Aah!
[Grunting]
Unh!
- Aah! - No!
Oh! Well done, Robert. Well done.
Thank you, Jane.
So, Tarzan, no harm, no foul, right?
Land the plane... now!
ROBERT; Just thought I'd ask;
That ought to hold even a scoundrel like you, Canler.
Don't worry about me, Janey.
With the possible exception of Tarzan...
there's no trouble I can't handle.
TAYLOR: Perhaps.
The courts may have a different opinion.
Good-bye, Robert.
Not good-bye, Jane...
just "until the next time."
Your instincts were right, Tarzan.
Robert was up to no good.
Yes, but he did save you...
so maybe there is some good in him.
All's well that ends well, I guess.
Jane, do you recall how hurt Tarzan was...
when he saw you dancing with Bobby?
Yes.
Well, I'm afraid asking him to dance...
may reopen those old wounds.
So now what am I left with?
I can't have a party. I can't give a gift.
I can't even dance with my own husband...
on our anniversary.
Jane... anniversaries are very...
civilized notions...
and Tarzan isn't a civilized man.
All right, then. So be it.
[Clanking]
[Sighs]
Happy anniversary, Jane Porter.
ALL; Surprise!
- What is this? - Our anniversary party.
Ha ha! Party?
It's our anniversary, Jane.
Tarzan, you're wearing your father's suit.
Yes. I thought I should be better dressed for a party.
Ah. You three knew all along.
Guilty as charged. Ha ha ha.
Jane, there's more.
More? What more could I possibly want?
How about this?
Oh, Tarzan, it's huge!
Did this come from the diamond mine?
Ha ha. Yes. I've been waiting...
for the right moment to give it to you.
You understand my world better than I ever thought.
Just as you understand mine.
[Music playing]
CHORUS; Singin' to the song of life
WOMAN; Movin'to the heartbeat
Singin'to the sun and sky
I'm flyin'
Singin'to the song of life
Livin'every moment
Singin' to the day and night
I'm tryin'
Hard to believe
It's not just a dream
Singing the song
Living the song of life
[Playing bass solo]
[Tuned percussion playing]
[Playing trumpet]
I hear the song of the moon and stars
I hear the chil dren sing
It's a celebration
Of every heart
Of every living thing
Singin' to the song of life
Movin'to the heartbeat
Singin'to the sun and sky
Oh oh oh
Singin' to the song of life
I'm flying, yeah
Singin' to the day and night
I'm tryin'
Hard to believe
It's not just a dream
Singing the song
Living the song of life
[Singing]
Livin'
The song of life
[Music playing]
Oh, living
Oh, yeah
Livin'to the song of life
Singin' to the song of life
Oh, yeah
There's a rhythm of this worl d
In every nation
Ooh
A never-ending song
Of celebration
Celebration
A song that dances on the wind
Sieving through the trees
It's opened up my worl d and sky
And made them new for me
Listen to the song of life
Movin'to the heartbeat
Singin' to the sun and sky
I'm flyin'
Singin' to the song of life
Livin'every moment
Singin' to the day and night
I'm tryin'
Hard to believe
It's not just a dream
Singing the song
Livin'the song of life
Oh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ohh
Sailin' on the summer night
Flying high
High
Flying
Dancing to the beating of our hearts
In paradise
Paradise
I hear the song of the moon and stars
I hear the chil dren sing
It's a celebration of every heart
Of every living thing
Singin'to the song of life
Movin'to the heartbeat
Singin' to the sun and sky
I'm flyin'
Singin' to the song of life
Livin'every moment
Singin' to the day and night
I'm flying
Singin' to the song of life
Movin'to the heartbeat
Singin' to the sun and sky
I'm flyin'
Singin' to the song of life
Livin'every moment
Singin' to the day and night
I'm trying
Hard to believe
It's not just a dream
Singin'the song
Livin'the song of life
Life
Livin'the song of life
I hear the song of the moon and stars
I hear the chil dren sing
It's a celebration of every heart
Of every living thing
Singin' to the song of life
Movin'to the heartbeat
The heartbeat
Singin' to the sun and sky
Oh, I'm flyin'
Singin' to the song of life
Livin'every moment
Singin' to the day and night
Ohhh
Singin' to the song of life
Yeah
Singin' to the sun and sky
Oh, oh, oh, I'm flyin'
Singin' to the song of life
Singin'to the sun and sky
Singin' to the day and night
I'm tryin'
Hard to believe it's not just a dream
Singin'the song
Livin'the song of life