 Tarzan of the Eighths, from the novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs, with Mr. James H. Pierce as Tarzan, and Mr. John Burroughs as Jane Porter. This is an American gold seal production coming to you over the World Broadcasting System and its associated stations. Professor Porter's party had been trapped in the sacred temple cave of the cannibal tribe. But Tarzan and Jane, acting upon advice from Lieutenant Darno, one of the trapped party, has successfully dynamited a section of the cave and freed the white man. The native witch doctor, however, incites the cannibals to attack. And before the whites can make good their escape, the howling natives are upon them. Tarzan and Professor Porter's party are fighting for their lives. Now, are you ready? Hold your breath! Well, we've beaten them off, temporarily at least. At the frightful cost, Mr. Clayton, men off. Clayton, let me say to you that you are a very brave man. Oh, no, Donna, if it hadn't been for this beastly fever, I'd have given a better count of myself. Is Jane all right? Yes, Jane, her father, and Mr. Filandier are all back further in the hollow. Goldman and Gennie are only gone for a few minutes. You mean, do you think they will come back? Yes. Is it all over? Tarzan says no. He thinks that they will come back. Yes, they will come back. I must find the witch doctor's body. What good will that do? I will take it into the trees, throw it down among them. That, I think, will stop them for a while. Well, I'll go out with you and show you where I left him. All right. Quickly. They may return at any time. Where is Tarzan and Clayton going? I have to find the witch doctor's body, and I hope they find it too. Is that altogether safe? What do you mean, Daddy? Nothing here is safe. But I don't think they are running any particular risk just now. Oh, you mistake my meaning, dear. The absolutely unreasoning hatred Clayton has shown for Tarzan. You know, it seems that... Oh, Tarzan certainly is capable of looking after himself. And Clayton, fever-ridden as he is, would hardly attempt murder. Well, no, no, no, no, no, but... Well, yes. After all, Mr. Clayton does carry a rifle and Tarzan... Oh, no, no, no. Cecil is... is... Jealous, my dear? Yes, I suppose it is jealousy. But I agree with you, Mr. Philander, that even jealousy would not drive Cecil to murder him. I'm not trying to frighten you, but I am really sorry that I let them go out alone. For, after all, we are not dealing with Clayton's jealousy. We are dealing with a man, and not quite in his right mind, due to the ravages of fever. How long, Tarzan, before they return, do you think? See, all our fears are groundless. I cannot say how long. No one can say what Gomengani will do. They do not attack without feeding drums and shouting. Well, that's a help source anyway. Did you find the remains? Yes. I have tied them in a tree. Ready for the attack. You feel sure that they will attack? Yes. We must climb the rocks at the end of this hollow. I'm ready. We can't stand another attack like the last. How many men have you lost, Arnaud? All, mademoiselle, except Francois. But they're not all dead? Yes, Monsieur. Those poisoned arrows, they work quickly. I don't really see how we can escape that way. I mean, if it is possible, we should have done it to start with. No. If we had tried that at first, the Gomengani would have caught us before we could climb the rocks. But, Tarzan, they can still do that. No. Now I have plenty of arrows. I will stay and kill. You're not going to stay behind, Tarzan? Yes, I stay. Well, that's not why that's a downright sacrifice for us. I will not accept my life under such condition. Merci. No, thanks, old fellow. You cannot do that. Do as Tarzan tells you, Tarmengani. Before you came out, put the Gomengani alone. Always I have killed him since they killed Kayla. Kayla? Who, uh, what was Kayla? Kayla was the great ape that mothered Tarzan. Tarzan told me that one of the blacks killed her. And ever since he has killed them, whenever he has messed up. Tarmengani, talk too much. Go now, as Tarzan told you. Tarzan, I can't leave you here. I will stay or kill. Go. Then you suggest that M. Zellshain, P. S. Porter, and Philon there go ahead and Clayton, Francois and I shall come last. And you will cover our retreat until such time as you can follow. Better send Clayton with the others in case any of the lions are still there. I don't know what to say. Undoubtedly Tarzan's suggestion is the only solution. But I very much dislike leaving him here to fight alone. Tarzan fights Sutter alone. Be quiet and go. All right. I'll lead the way. Come, Jane. And I shall follow with Francois. All right. Tarzan. Oh, Tarzan. Goodbye, Tarzan. But goodbye. We will see you at the rock. Yes, Jane. I will follow very quickly. Come, Jane. Tarzan, I think you are what the English call a good sport. A good sport? I do not know that word. Maybe not, but that is what you are. Tell me, do you really expect to get out of here or will you be killed? I'll get out. Somehow, even if the situation does seem hopeless, I still believe you. If I did not, Monsieur, believe me, I should not leave you. Oui, I too would stay. To the finish, if I did not think that Monsieur Tarzan would do exactly as he predicted. Get out. Miss, do I hear drums again? Yes. When the drums get loud, they will attack. I go now into the trees. You follow Jane and the others. No matter what you are doing? Yes. They will not be able to find without you. Yes, I suppose that is right. All right. Come, Francois. Monsieur Tarzan, permit me to shake your hand. I too, Monsieur. One chance. Monsieur, what he gives a very important from your thought. C'est vrai, Francois. Never a misstep. Always so sure, so perfect. Look, already has disappeared from view, and nothing seems to be disturbed. Why, Monsignor Francois? Where? C'est que ça. Oh, I see. Blacks moving behind the bamboo. Oui. I can take one off. Yes, I can. Yes, you take the first one off the tree, and I shall catch the other when he jumps. See, may we? It's deadly with the bow and arrow. I've seen many fall that we have not charged. That was a resum, Monsignor. Quickly through the air. Yes, and look at the natives. What I would not like to be on the opposite side from Monsieur Tarzan in a fight. No, no, Monsignor. I mean, he maybe is a savage, but he has brains and uses them. I can only hope he is not foolhardy and does not delay to go. I do not think he will. Look ahead, Monsignor Francois and the others. Almost at the wall of war. Yes, yes. With the help of luck, we shall get out. It seems to be waiting. Go ahead. Do not wait. Tarzan is coming. Onward. Now. Thanks to you, I think we shall get away. Hurry. If the Gomen Ganna get in here before we find the rock. But in a very short time, it will be dark. They will not be able to follow us in the dark. No, but when it is dark, Numa walks. And this is Numa's home. Well, as for me, I cannot work up any fear about lions, not after the past few weeks. That is because you do not know Numa. One lion, true. That is nothing. But a whole lion family, perhaps six, maybe more. The pack is afraid of nothing. No, not even. Tantor will face more than one lion. Tantor? Elephant. Here they are. Well, we made it, Tarzan. Yes, I think so. We must climb at once. I will go first. Let's down the rope. You can come up quickly. Oh, what? Oh, Tarzan. Oh, dear. I completely bloomed. I think that is the word. Come, professor. You go first. I'll help you up. Yes, Daddy. Take a good grip on the rope. Yes, right here. Now. Now, up. Up you go. Tarzan. Yes. I do not think we can press on any farther tonight. I mean, not any farther than the top. It is dangerous. Here, Jane. Up here. That's it. What are you two talking about? That's your father, Memoiselle Shane. And click on it. I am afraid that if we try to go any farther tonight... Yes, I think the same. To press on will be fatal for both Daddy and Tarzan. That is what I mean. Not one lion, but many lions. Then Tarzan, while the others rest, you and I shall keep watch. Is there anything to suggest? Daddy, you haven't got fever. I don't know, but yes, I... You're up, Memoiselle. Quite right.