 Tarzan leads from the novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs, with Mr. James H. Pierce as Tarzan, and Mr. Juan Burroughs as Jane Porter. This is an American Gold Seal production released by the World Broadcasting System and Associated Station. Tarzan has learned that Jane has been kidnapped by pirates and taken aboard the pirate ship Arrow. He plunges into the sea and swims alone to the ship. Jane, from the porthole of the cabin where she is a prisoner, throws Tarzan a rope of sheets and the ape man boards the ship. Between them, Tarzan and Jane liberate Tracy, the imprisoned captain. The three take refuge in the wheelhouse. But Snipes, the leader of the mutineers, cuts loose a derrick boom and it crashes through the wheelhouse. Now, are you ready? Hold your breath. Jane, all right? I'm hit one of those flying timbers. I think my left arm's broken. You'd better run for it, Miss Porter. Come, Jane. We go over into water. Yes. Yes, I guess this is our only hope. Oh, but we can't leave you here, Captain Tracy. Oh, I'll be all right. In you go. Tarzan, we must be Captain Tracy with us. No, no, that's out of the question. My arm's broken. At least I can't swim with it. It'll only drag you down. Arm and Ganny, make rush in a minute. Come on, Jane. Oh, that water looks so black and cold. No, afraid. Tarzan, take you safe for sure. Oh, hey, I'll cover your retreat. I've got this gun you gave me. Oh, yes. Yes, I suppose we must go. Goodbye, Captain. Goodbye and good luck. Come on, you bloke. Good job. Types and his feet rush forward. Tarzan sweeps Jane off her feet and springs through the rail. Downing a moment, he hurls himself far out and down into the frothing, boiling water below. They strike the water. Tarzan releases Jane and tells her to place her hands on his shoulders. She nods her head. Tarzan, with long powerful strokes, makes for the shore. Blast him! They jump over for him! Shoot at him then! Pull him this way! Jane feels the muscles ripple beneath the eight man's brawnish shoulders. She throws to the power. Boiling sea liches and whips them about in the fury of the choppy waves. Tarzan rapidly pulls away from the spot where the vicious span of bullets tells that the crew are desperate. They try and kill them. Jane feels the speed slacken. What's the matter? Shack! Oh, that is! Only a short distance away, Darlo, Philander, Clayton, Francois and Professor Porter, together with the captured mutineer king, authentically rowing their canvas-patched boats. It's so confounded, Dar. We can't see anything. Man, wait, Monsieur. When those flashes of lightning light up the ocean, we can't see the ship. It's been several minutes now since we had a flash to locate our direction. We may be just rowing around in circles. Every time one of those waves hits the boat, I think it'll be the last. The walk is leaking through this canvas like a sieve. I'm in water nearly up to my knees. But, ah, we are headed in the right direction. Monsieur, yes, that flash showed the arrow dead ahead. But it looked to me as though we were still just as out of way as before. I don't believe we've made any headway in the last ten minutes. And this goes our sharpest from the ship. Then perhaps Tarzan reached the ship. The eight man's keen eyes catch the luminous glade of a triangular film racing toward them. Tarzan shakes Jane loose from her shoulders. When, by the shore, Jane quickly Tarzan grasps his life. His steady gaze never leaves the swiftly moving fin. The shark sweeps closer. Suddenly the fin disappears. Tarzan knows that the shark has turned on it back to see him. Twisting like an eel, Tarzan turns the dive. His plunger's deep. He's under the shark. The black shape streaks over his head. Tarzan strikes. The bronze dam flashes up. He plunges his knife up to the hill. The water frosts as the mountain shark lashes convulsively. Again and again, the bronze dam streaks through the water. Again and again, the gleaming blade sinks to the hill. Tarzan! Tarzan! Jane fries out with relief for Tarzan's head. Tarzan's head appears above the water. Without a word, the eight man takes Jane in his arms and strikes out to the shore. A racing breaker carries them high up on the beach, and Tarzan rising to his feet carries Jane beyond the fury of the breakers. Intermittently vivid flashes of lightning illuminate the wild sea and revealing the arrow wallowing in the top of the sea. The small boat pitching precariously on its map venture. The tiny heads of the two swimmers are short distance away. Donald, Clayton, and King are rowing. The lander and Professor Porter are bailing frantically, straining their eyes and babbling about them. Come on, King. Lander, can you see anything? Are we nearing the ship? I can't see a thing, except when it lightens. There! There! Off to the left! I saw two people swimming. Are you sure? I'm positive. I'm sure they're Jane and Tarzan. I saw her blond hair. Call to them! Call to them! Jane! Lander, you call. Jane! Jane! Tarzan! They cannot hear you, but you... Call to them! Quickly, before Jane drowns! I'm sorry. Our boat could not live in the top of this sea. Donald is right, Professor. Then we might as well turn about and go back to the shore. I hope we can keep a float long enough. These barrel staves seem to have sprung. I had no time, Monsieur, properly to catch this boat. Can you take an oar now, Lander? Don't worry. We're watered out now. Head a little to the left, Monsieur. I saw a reef ahead of us in that last flash. Are the waters simply pouring in at these seams, Donald? Ah, we are nearly arrived. At one time over here, Donald! A breaker! Look out for the Professor, first one. We will! I have hold of him! Is everyone all right? Ah, we are here on the reef. So am I. Hanging on. Pull me up, Donald. Here, your hand. And you, Professor Potter. I'm all right. Now walk along this reef after me, everybody. It is not safe here. Another breaker like that will wash us all away. Can we make it, Donald? Yes. You see that white line? That's the shoreline. We may have to crawl and hand the knees part of the way. Lead on, Donald. All right. Holding Jane close to him, Tarzan speeds toward the little platform in the trees he had built it for, or so many weeks before. Conflicting emotions surge in the ape man's breast. In the stress of the flight to rescue Jane he's not had much time to think. But now this girl, limp, unconscious in his arms forces Tarzan to think of the strange ways of these tarmangani. Since first Tarzan had rescued Jane from turquoise, he had expected to have to defend her from the jungle beasts from Numa, from Cebo. That was natural. But to have to defend Jane against those of her own kind. Tarzan shakes his head in puzzled wonderment. It's all very strange and utterly opposed to the jungle's code. Numa and Cebo kill, yes, kill for meat, kill in defense of their mates and their young. But these tarmangani kill, and kill for what? For hatred, for greed. Tarzan starts to interrupt it as the familiar jungle trail turns toward the hills. Out of the blackness looms the giant tree with its platform of twisted branches. Jane Porter serves in the eight man's arms. What? Where am I? Tarzan! Tarzan! Jane, all right. No more frightened now. Oh Tarzan, I can't remember. I must have been unconscious. I remember the shock. Oh, it was horrible. All over now. Jane, try and rest. Tarzan! Tarzan! Jungle peace, not like storm. Numa, Cebo, Tantor, all uneasy. I don't blame you. I never saw anything like it in life. Jane, never see jungle storm? Never like this. Never, Tarzan. Better get on platform. Numa nervous. But Numa hungry. Easy catch here. Oh, I was so surprised at finding myself alive where I never thought. Why didn't you take me to the hot Tarzan? Tarzan, look after Jane here. Tarzan, I must go to the hot. Daddy's sick. They won't wonder what's happened to me. Clayton, father, Darnold, others, five Tom and Ganny, not able to look after Jane. Better stay here. Tarzan, look after Jane. No Tarzan, I know that. But I'll be all right at the hot. Jane, stop it, hot me four, but not all right. That's true Tarzan. But Daddy, they almost don't think I'm dead. No Tarzan, you must take me back. Tarzan, you never acted this way before. I don't understand you. Tarzan, look Jane. Tarzan, take Jane to hot. Tom and Ganny, come back. Father, others, not look after Jane. If Jane die, Tarzan, sad. I don't know what to say, Tarzan. I understand what you mean. And from your standpoint, you're right. Jane, not like staying jungle? You'll make it very difficult, Tarzan. I can't leave my father. You hear that, Tarzan? Numa? Yes. That's one of the reasons I don't like staying in the jungle. But Tarzan keeps Numa from hurting Jane. Oh, there's no use in trying to explain. I can't leave Daddy. I'm desperately afraid of the jungle beast. Oh, I don't know. I killed a snake and I brought sugar. But inside, Tarzan, I'm afraid. Jane afraid jungle? But not afraid Tarzan, Ganny? Tarzan, her argument is so much better than mine. But after all, I'm a woman and all the arguments in the world won't change me. I must go to the hut and look after Daddy. Not tonight. Tomorrow, maybe. Now, Jane tired. Go to sleep. Yes, Tarzan. I am tired. Tarzan, watch. Jane, no more frightened. Tarzan! While Jane seeks the shelter of the Alcove, secure in the knowledge that Tarzan will guard her against the jungle's barrels, her father and his party are struggling against the seas which threaten to sweep them all away. Where's King? He was right behind me a moment ago. Oh, he's here, all right. This is me, this big enough to walk on. If only it did not come up so sharply out of the water. It's quite difficult to maintain one's footing. Oh, you guys were crazy to set off from shore in the first place. Well, it doesn't do any good to tell us that now. Hang on everyone, here comes the big one! Oh, you must have read that, that one. I'm nothing to hang on to but this slippery rock. Can't we rest a moment? That one took my breath away. No, Professor, let's try to get ashore as quickly as possible. Yes, this is, decidedly, an uncomfortable position. Yes, I'd be glad to find some ground under my feet again. Is there anything ahead, Donner? Not much, Monsieur. Only a few meters. Great, you come! Sir, everybody, here comes the big breaker! Well, Tarzan, you mean to keep Jane in the jungle? I'm part of Clayton, Donner, and...