Monsieur Rom?
Oh my...
We found it.
Captain Moulle?
Form your lines.
Maxims ready, sir!
Steady...
Wait...
Fire!
Stand your ground!
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,
a desire above all else.
Bring him to me.
Bring 'him' to me.
He 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 build,
to acknowledge the success of his anti-slavery initiatives
and to open trade discussions.
Lord Greystoke,
let me explain the African situation.
King Leopold controls the Congo.
He has defaulting on his loans and needs a business partner
to fill the gap. Your invitation is a perfect opportunity
for our majesty's government to get involved.
Consider the jobs we would create for the poor natives of the Congo.
- And I thought the civil war was long. - Doctor Williams, you are a guest here.
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 is inviting you, because you're a celebrity.
He wants to show you the schools and churched he build.
You woe in on in front of the newspapers and he's validated by Africa's favorite son.
England pays his debts, we make money.
Ham sandwich, easy.
So, you majesties,
can we get this show on the road?
- 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 the serene highness.
And my name isn't Tarzan, it's John Clayton the third.
Son of John and lady Alice Clayton.
Fifth earl of Greystoke.
Member of the House of Lords.
Mr. Clayton!
Lord Clayton!
My apologies. George Washington Williams diplomatic envoy for the United States.
- I was send by President Harris. - To do what?
Join up with the queens emissary.
You know, America was the first country to recognize King Leopold’s claim of the Congo.
And 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 and mine.
And what exactly do you want, Dr. Williams?
Leopold spend the last seven years getting control of the Congo.
He used up his entire fortune building that railroad 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 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 of the beaten path, the languages, the people, their customs.
If we find anything amiss, then I need someone to tell the world that they will believe.
I'll make all the arrangements! I'll see you in Liverpool.
We're a family.
I've done all I can to protect them.
We have been surrounded by predators, since the shipwreck.
The jungle consumes everything.
It prays 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.
God help him.
The most dangerous beast in Africa is so powerful,
it can snap a crocodiles back with a single bite?
Anyone?
Is it a hippopotamus?
Yes, precisely. Well done, Mary.
Now, can anyone tell me, what my favorite bird sounds like?
Anyone?
How do you flicker through the jungle?
Look at his hands!
I grew up running on all fours.
It changed the bone structure.
Do you swing on things inside, like when you go upstairs?
Oh, I never take the stairs,
I usually take the curtains.
Is it true, your mum was a monkey?
Of course not.
My mum was Alice Clayton.
Can't wait to see Wasimbu again. How many children would he have now?
We know about Keko, She's what, four?
Hey, everyone will have children, I mean, eight years just feels like a lifetime.
This isn't a holiday.
- How many corsets does a diplomate bring? - I can't take you.
- I say, zero. - Four.
I suppose a British lady should think at least twice
- to justify the silly title? - It isn't safe there.
Of course it is not safe there, John,
if you take a nap in the wrong place you 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.
Or in case you forgot, we both grew up there.
Or perhaps, I will fulfill your duties for the queen and you can stay here,
hyper designing coconuts and playing ping-pong.
I wanna go home.
This is our home.
Trying to keep me here won't work.
John, my son,
you are here heir to Greystoke, our future.
England is your home, not this ratchet place.
If I don't survive,
I pray that someone will save you.
Promise me you'll stay with the Kuba the whole time.
Not a chance, Jane.
The kickback of these Walker Colts, is 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 with it.
I'll bet I can hit that log over there. First try.
Jane...
He's known them since they were cubs
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.
Excuse me, sir.
The ledger.
Yes, thank you.
Into the hold. Slowly.
- Gramophone, goes to... - Slowly.
Mr. Frum.
Those crates, go to the hold.
Champagne, The music? Your entire operation just fell apart.
- Have fate, Mr. Frum. - Fate is for missionaries.
He... He gave you the slip.
Make sure the rest goes down below.
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 weeks delay.
You're in no position to ask for anything, Mr. Rom.
Your kings payment was due three months ago.
Yes.
I manipulated my firm to keep this deal alive.
Nah, you agreed, because you'll get stinking rich, so don't get frothy.
- Now, you must buy us more time. - I already bought all the time...
Look, it's really very easy. You say aloud to the arriving fleet
and tell them payment must be made in Boma for security reasons.
Opar 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 Belgium parliament for compensation.
Your king will lose this land, and who'd you think he will blame?
Leon Rom.
Tarzan, you look funny!
You used to call them hooves!
Where is my American daughter?
- Amoka Waziri, so good to see you! - Jane!
Do you have any little ones?
You're so beautiful...
and Wasimbu's so funny looking.
Wasimbu?
Oh, my God.
Jane Porter, welcome home.
As is custom,
no one has entered, until you returned.
This is where Jane grew up.
Her father taught English in the village.
Why do you have sentries out?
Rumors, from the south.
People are being taken by slave traders, things are no longer as they were.
Well, I'm not gonna drink some foaming cup and you know what it is, but won't tell me.
George is scared of beer.
That's funny to everybody, huh?
They're 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 at the jungle.
Because this 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, threated him with kindness and respect.
He considered all men to be his enemies,
since other tribes would hunt his group as a rite of passage.
Chief Muviro knew what he was.
You must get to him,
since no man ever started with less.
John?
Blue bottom Rufous Towhee...
Mating call.
Be still, my beating hart.
Mandrill...
Also a mating call.
Cheetah...
Mating call.
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 grew up believing in spirits.
Hello...
You're welcome to have it.
Will you... speak to me?
You must... know that this is, eh... very peculiar.
I'm not sure my father would... find this very appropriate.
But, ehm...
I must, make an effort to embrace customs that...
Oh, I don't think so, wild man!
No, no, no. Wait!
Let's make this very simple, do you speak any of the Bantu languages?
I speak many languages.
Kneel!
A Kuba Chief, never kneels.
- Stay where you are! - Waziri!
- Down! - Down, or I'll gut you!
- Hold him still! - Stay down!
Lay him down!
He ain't so tough. Be good, you little monkey boy.
Some legend, Mr. Rom.
Chief Mbonga will be disappointed.
Round up ten of the strongest.
- We'll need porters. - Yes, sir.
You Kuba men, you're coming with me!
Get off me!
Eddie, alright push.
Stop at once!
Must have been something, the moment you saw her.
After all the nègresses and baboons.
John!
- Run! - Don't look at me.
- Move, woman! - Did you hear that, pig?
Mr. Rom, We'll bring him down! Go! Go.
Get the rest in cover!
Hurry!
Focus fire on the boilers, below the chimney!
Run away!
Where do you think you're going? Stay back!
I need you to scream for me.
Like a damsel?
No matter.
He's Tarzan and your Jane...
He'll come for you.
John. John!
John. John.
They came for me, Kwete.
This was not done by you.
Did you know who they were?
We have heard of whites that come and fight for money, do not wear Belgium colors.
Called, Force Publique.
A 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 envoy to the Congo.
Any other revelations?
Not from me.
Why you say, they came to get you?
The boat is traveling upstream. It 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?
- This route... - That's longer?
But, it is where they are building the railroad.
We can ride it part of the way.
Okay.
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 of my life in the wild.
Besides, nobody here is better than me with a rifle.
That one, right there. He'll still be choked out wearing the cardinals ass, if it weren't for me.
And that's the...
- Do you think I care about my life? - Get your mitts off me.
- If you would just... - If I 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 I've dispatched of him,
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 moustache is just,
a little lower than the left?
John!
Different kind of wilds.
How are we supposed to catch a train going forty miles an hour?
Gravity...
Shit!
Climb on my back.
Right, legs too.
Don't think for a second, you're saving my life.
Give me the keys to the chains.
- Are you the commander. - Don't tell him anything.
Those are some mighty big earlobes you got there, son.
You think that was a lucky shot?
I do not speak English.
What is your work here?
I'm just an engineer for the bridge.
And how many man have been enslaved to build your bridge?
Eight-hundred.
Plus, this group of natives.
Please,
I'm here to build bridges for Jerome’s new army, I have no part in that.
What army?
The railroads, combine with a navigable of rivers...
But, sixty percent of Congo, within three days of a fort.
The forts are done,
- but the army has not come. - Where are they?
I- I don't know.
They were supposed to be here months ago,
- but, they say the king has yet to pay for them. - How many are there?
Twenty-thousand.
And they are not regular soldiers,
they are mercenaries.
Long to enjoy killing for a living.
Twenty-thousand men and fifty forts, that's...
400 blood-thirsty 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. Rom’s part in this? - It's his plan.
He's in charge of all of it.
They expect he will be made a governor-general, soon.
No, no,no, wait!
Wait, please!
- You must jump. - Shut it, klaka.
They'll have to come after you into the jungle at night.
Now,
if you do anything...
unladylike in there,
he drowns.
Enjoying your peepshow?
Cause I know you can see me, Lady Clayton.
Are you a religious man, Mr. Rom?
Madagascar spider silk.
My priest purchased it for me in Jerusalem,
when I was nine.
It 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. - Yes, of course.
But, he was supposed to be the only casualty.
Aside from the entire country of people you're enslaving, of course.
Could you pass the pepper?
It can also serve as a necklace.
On my last visit to Europe,
I attended a few lectures at the Sorbonne.
But, the king of France, got a soft clap.
Henry Morton Stanley, a bastard and orphaned by birth, got a standing ovation.
You know...
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 un-nervish nation.
That is a man, who will never be forgotten.
My kings army is due in six days.
All I 've left to do, is to deliver Tarzan to Chief Mbonga.
Yes,
I'd hoped you'd recognize the name.
I'm aware of his obsessive desire to kill your husband,
but I have yet to discover the cause. What did Tarzan do?
He killed his only son.
Oh...
And get ready, because that is nothing,
compared what he will do to you.
Your husbands wildness disturbs me more than I can easily express.
Whereas, your spirit.
My knife, please?
slowly...
And your friend won't float.
Thank you.
Lady Clayton's finished.
A normal man can do the impossible, to save the woman he loves.
My husband is no normal man.
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 a ledger of all the slaves taken so far.
Slave labor, diamonds everywhere.
Rom is gonna make his monarch the richest king in the world.
Dr. Williams, you have your evidence.
I'll take care of Rom.
There must be another way, John.
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 is George.
- We'll keep your prove 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.
What I wouldn't give for a horse right now.
Why is it, people don't ride zebras?
A horse just kicks to escape,
zebras continue until you're dead.
- Zebra- zèbra, potáto- potato... - It's nearly impossible to take the wild
out of something born to it.
It seem to work 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.
Hey, pretty lady.
That's a male.
He's warning us to stay clear.
Are you're trying to tell me, those things are deadly?
If you get to close, he'll knock you to the ground and disembowel you with those three inch talons.
No ostrich is gonna kill me.
Then try and ride him.
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
Damn, that is one odious aroma, hew, God...
Keep your voice low.
Is that them?
You don't wanna do that, George.
Kill one and the rest won't stop, until they've torn you to pieces
And so, how do you wanna play this, then?
Their leader will come down, and we'll fight.
Are you gonna fight one of those?
Oh, I wish... I have to fight Akut.
He was my brother once.
But now, he'll consider me a deserter. Whatever happens,
do not interfere.
Understand?
Christ almighty...
That's Akut?
You sure you don't want me to shoot him?
Promise me.
Get on your knees and bow.
Right now!
Expose your most vulnerable parts.
You want me to lick his nuts, too?
If you wanna live...
George...
I wasn't gonna...
Oh, it looked like you were...
Is he coming back?
No, he was... quite decisive...
If this bite gets infected, your gonna have problems.
Then there's this...
- Now, you know, I was not gonna lick his... - It looked like you were.
Well, I wasn't.
You aren’t going anywhere, until we get this stitched up.
Are you eating them?
It tastes like bacon.
You get us a nice fat snake, I'll grub on that. A snake's good meat.
- I ain't eating no damn ants. - Well, suit yourself.
And when you're finished,
chew the flowers into a poultice wipe it on the cut with a rubber.
It'll hold.
Are you aware that you always seem 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.
The civil war was dark fighting.
And I was proud to be part of it.
Chanced me, though.
Afterward, I was a walking, talking powder keg.
Joined up to fight Maximillian, down in Mexico.
And...
worked as an Indian fighter.
Did both those fore the money.
Well, I was young...
That's no excuse.
Mexico was bad.
But, what we did to the Indians...
I'm no better than those Belgians.
My old friend.
The Tegus say, an elephants eyes speak the greatest language.
Who else can make you feel so much, without a word?
EAGLE
Is Mr. Rom ready for some more scintillating conversation?
He was the only reason, you...
- wanted serviced. - Serviced?
Is that what your mother would call it?
Promise me you won't stay and fight!
- Shut your mouth! - Will you round up the tribes?
Stop the boat!
Turn it around!
Stop shooting! You'll hit the girl!
That woman...
Wait!
Stop following in my tracks! Go get help! Go!
Promise you won't hurt them.
No! Stop!
No!
John!
Stop! Stop it!
Please!
Wait!
- Come on. - Move out!
What was that?
Tarzan.
Although, it sounded different than I thought.
Better.
Schmidt–Rubin.
John!
Stop!
John!
Now...
you'll feel my pain!
I'm not your enemy. Rom's buying an army with your jewels.
- They cannot touch us! - You know nothing!
Your lands are full of diamond! He'll come back for them!
Your Chief is under my knife!
You are under my knife!
Finish it.
Finish it!
Stop!
You son killed the only person whoever cared about me.
- It was an animal. - She, was my mother.
How was he to know?
My son was just a boy!
Not like you!
Where was your honor?
Away...
I had none.
I had none...
Can we please, just stop this!
We won't get all of you, or you us!
But, Rom will!
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.
Rom's got the diamonds, there's a 1000 men down there and 20.000 more on the way.
We're screwed. Where're you going?
To get some friends.
Active stations!
Prepare for land!
It doesn't matter. He's too late.
- Move! Move! - Fall back!
Bring her!
- Run! - Move!
- Look out! - Run, run!
Where're the diamonds?
Run!
John! No!
Don't! John!
- John! - Get up, get up!
Get to the boat, move!
We're coming, hang on!
John?
That's the payment.
Lower the skiff and don't dally.
Do you see anything? Is he down there?
1886 Model Maxim Machine Gun.
This is way better than my Walker Colts.
Mr. Rom!
Mr. Frum, you portly coward, come and get your diamonds!
Farwell, sweet Lord.
Take Tarzan with you.
The future belongs to me.
What was that?
Mating call...
Let me go...
Breathe...
Breath...
Tarzan!
John!
John...
We're not going into that mess for free.
Raise the Anker.
Ain't this a hell of a thing.
Nice outfit there, Jane.
You look like, you're about to give me a hug.
No, I wasn't.
It looked like you were?
An open letter to His Serene Majesty, Leopold II, King of the Belgium’s.
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.
They're 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 at the jungle.
Because his spirit came from them.
He understood them.
And learned to be as one with them.
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