 Tarzan of the Eighth from the novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs. With Mr. James Ace Pierce as Tarzan, and Mr. Am Burroughs as Jane Potter. This is an American Goldfield production directed by James Knight Cardin, and released by the World Broadcasting System and Associated States. After Tarzan has succeeded in rescuing the White Party from cannibals, Clayton, the Englishman, tries to kill the Eighth man. Tarzan does not understand that fever is responsible for this strange conduct, and he leaves the White. However, when Tarzan discovers that the mutineers have returned and are about to raid the cabin, he warns the White. He starts to leave for Munger's village for a new supply of arrows, but lingers for a while to talk with Jane. Now, are you ready? Hold your breath. Beautiful, Jane. Jungle Knight is beautiful. You like the jungle, Dr. Tarzan. Yes, before, Tarzan liked the jungle. Now, Jane here, Tarzan likes more. Jane likes the jungle more? Yes. As long as you're here, I like it. But Jane, better not stay out here. I think Tarmangani can hut again. Oh, you do? Yes. I want them to go to camp, then they turn and come back again. Well, we've got a call. I'll tell the others. You can't have done that. No, I said... Tarzan is here. He says that the mutineers turned around as if they were coming back. Why? Then we had to be ready for them. Ah, you did get the boar, Tarzan. Yes, Horta. Horta not easy to kill, but Horta's good meat. You're right, Tarzan. Wild boar is a dish fit for the king. I'll go and see what the Tarmangani are doing. All right. I think you'd better come back inside to hut, Jane. I'll stay with you, Dono. Now, we, and first of all, I think also, if we are to have a visit from our pirate friends, well, the reception may as well be warm. I'll close the door. Then you won't be marked against the light. All right. What was it, sir? The lander? Just Tarzan with some meat. Stealing any better, Daddy? Yes, yes, Jane, sir. But I do wish that you would leave my things where I put them. Yes, Daddy, what? And I maintain, Professor Brindley, that your theory is entirely erroneous. Oh, it's hilarious again. Slightly. Nothing we can do, Jane. Just let the attack wear off. And the hieroglyphic distinctly says three bullets, not 30. Ah, the bell. Show the gentleman in, Jane. Show the gentleman in. Oh, dear. Can't we do something? No, Jane. Just leave him. He'll fall into a natural sleep again. Jane, I want to talk to you. Yes, Mr. Belander. I've known you since you were a baby, Jane. I've always had your welfare at heart. Oh, I know that. You've been a darling. The way you put up with Daddy, well, really peculiarity. But I wish to talk of you, Jane. You and Tarzan. Yes. Now, no one has a greater regard for their gentleman than I have, Jane. But... But... Well, after all, you're quite right to caption him when he was maligned by Clayton. But, Jane, I'm afraid you're falling in love with him. If you haven't done so already, you don't answer me. What can I say? Then it is as I thought. Now, Jane, you must realize that while Tarzan is a splendid fellow, you can't marry him. Why not? My dear, you are a circle of friends. The society in which you're accustomed to move. Tarzan is a gentleman. Of course, of course. But attacking the problem from a different angle, would Tarzan be happy away from his jungle? Can you give up everything to live here? But I don't tend to live here. Why not? Because... well, because I don't. You expect Tarzan to give up the jungle to live in civilization? No! He'd never be happy. Tarzan has just come back. Oh! Oh, hello, Tarzan. Carmen Gany, go back to camp. Oh, you've been there? Yes, I followed their trail. See the fire? Look, over there. Ah, yes, you can barely see the glow through the trees. Then it was almost seen as though we would stay here for the night. Yes, it looked that way. Then I think I'll lie down and rest. Do so by all means, Mr. Filandier. Then you will be all the pressure to stand watch tomorrow. Thank you, Jane. I think you should rest, too. Nursing your father is taking too much out of you. Oh, I'm all right. I'm worried, of course, about Danny. But I'm by no means ill. I'm quite puzzled. Why should the mutineers, pirates, or whatever you want to call them, start to come here and then, for no apparent reason, abandon their scheme that, apparently, we cannot know, Monsieur? Well, many things may have happened to them in the jungle, and it's barely possible that they may have fought among themselves. Well, in that case, I'm sure we would have heard the shop. Yes. I'm inclined to agree with Jane. We should have heard any fighting with their camps so close by. But we have not thanked Monsieur Tarzan for the poor that he has brought us. Oh, yes. We do thank you, Tarzan. If it weren't for you, we should have gone hungry more than once since we landed here. Right, right, Jane. We are deeply in Tarzan's debt. Tarzan, don't go. Stay here a while, with us. I think now, I go away. Go to Comangani Village for more arrows. Love to go there, Tarzan. Yes. When Tarmangani comes back, I must have plenty arrows. Well, I think we'd better go inside the hut. It's chilly. Not too good for the Professor's fever to have this door open. You have rights, Monsieur. Good night, Tarzan. Good night. Tell those of the upper jungle terrace, Tarzan swings his way toward Monger's village. Much as he dislikes the idea of leaving the vicinity of the hut, still Tarzan cannot neglect his supply of arrows. Below him, and to the right, the ruddy glow from the pirate's campfire lightens the dark recesses of the jungle. Tarzan notes the figures about the fire and satisfied that they're there for the night. He speeds on his way. But what of the pirates? Are they camped for the night? We shall leave this warm fire. What eye size is? Let's go back. Clean it up. Let's all go this time. I ain't righteous to go. Not after that noise that we heard. Ah, forget it. Swab. Swab nothing but some new kind of animal. Yeah. Well, that ain't what you said when we was out there. Say, I'm telling you, this blasted jungle is one thing. And we got a rod and fire like this a going. But in the dark. Hey, it ain't so hot. We can take the whole bunch this time. Make it look better and make them give in quicker. What are you talking about? Give in. There ain't going to be no given in. That's what principle. Of course. That's all we want. And the rest learn them. Get them unaware and shoot them down. Sounds easy. But I noticed you didn't stand out front when the shooting was going on. Shut up. All that shooting didn't do no good. New notes. If you guys are going to chew the rag here, all right. Just assume go to the bloomin' hut. Right, all right. Come on, then. And don't like too much noise. Oh, she looks worth the quiet. Do you want a wipe for the old blasted jungle? Well, go ahead and leave the way. I noticed you ain't taking the lead. All right. One more crack out of you. And I'm going to... And what? New bloomin' lime juicer? I stole that cab. You guys are getting on my nerves. Right. Just show them. Drive a blow bomb at the time. We've got to keep all on ourselves. I was saying, I got an idea. No. Yes. That's why we heard. I bet it was that jungle guy that you told us about. Oh, you're farming. Is that there, ain't some jungle bloke? Yeah, I bet you're right at that color. Be quiet. Shut up. And all the dark. Let them all sleep. Hey, don't forget that Franklin may be walking San Diego. Well, you've had him. I'll get for dying. King, you and the boys can type the professors. Sure, sure. Leave it to us. Quiet on the inside. What's that? Is that your problem? Yeah. Just a minute. I'll open the door. That's, that's it. We're over it. But what about the rest? Oh, you're great for dying. Can you talk? Have a seat there, King. Come on. Let's go. What fate is to be James at the hands of the past? We'll talk down, discover her captain.