Tarzan of the East, from the novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs, with Mr. James H. Pierce as Tarzan, and Mr. Ann Burroughs as Jane Porter. This is an American gold-sealed production directed by James Knight Carter, and coming to you over the world broadcasting system and associated station. Tarzan, single-handed, has rescued Jane from aboard the pirate ship and swam with her to shore. He carries her into the jungle with him because he believes her own party is not capable of protecting her. Meanwhile, Professor Porter's party are captured by the pirates and set to digging up the beach for the treasure. In the jungle, Tarzan and Jane are caught in the lids to the stampede of elephants. Now, are you ready? Hold your breath! Tarzan moves Jane close to him with the letter frightened elephants, precious and precious through the narrow jungle trails. The trees shake and tremble. The jungle reverberates to the snapping of the huge feet and the shilled, twirled, frightened, crumbling behalf-raised groups. The little platform Tarzan had built for Jane falls, and the pirate ship, the death of St. Louis, one infuriated elephant, crushes blindly its face and breathes. Tarzan, who was described as Tarzan and Jane, watched, and fascinated. The round them and the monkeys, happily in groups, scared out of their usual endless chattering. Enough with some of this, Tarzan! Tarzan is frightened of something. I will stop pretty soon. Not much left of our platform, not Tarzan. No, but Tarzan built another one. Jane frightened? Well, not exactly, Tarzan. I'm never really frightened when I'm with you. See? Pretty soon, no more Tarzan. All flat. Wouldn't you suppose frighten them, Tarzan, to make them stampede like this? Stampede? Yes. The stampede means to run away, Tarzan, like Tarzan is doing now. Tarzan understands. If I Tarzan run, I don't know. Maybe many things. Fire, black men, hominganis, hunts. Tarzan does not know. Will they go far, Tarzan? Maybe go far, maybe not. They'll soon stop. Why couldn't this have happened in daylight? If something frightens St. Thor, then he runs, anytime, day or night. Poor little platform, all shaken to pieces. We'll have to build a new one, Tarzan, and we'll have to make it stronger. Tarzan will make a new platform and shelter for Jane. After all, though, Tarzan, isn't necessary. I'm going to the hut in the morning. Jane wants to stay at hut? I should stay with Daddy. He's ill, Tarzan, and needs me. Jane is not safe with Tarman Gany. They cannot protect Jane. Tarzan does not like to leave Jane there. Jane's safer here in the jungle with Tarzan. I wonder if you're right, Tarzan. What, Jane, say? Oh, nothing, Tarzan, nothing. But maybe you are right. Every time I return to the hut, something has happened to me. And Daddy and all of them within call. Isn't it strange, Tarzan? Not strange, Jane. A white man knows the jungle. White men do not know the jungle. White men are always in trouble. Yes, Tarzan, we always seem to be in trouble. But we try to do our best. Sit here, Jane, and try to sleep till morning. Then we'll fix the platform and shelter again. But I can't sleep here in this true crotch, Tarzan. I'll fall out. Jane will not fall. French is big. Many Frenches. As the roar of the stampeding elephants dies away in the distance, Jane and Tarzan try to make themselves comfortable in the crotch of the great tree. Meanwhile, down by the beach, Snipes stands over Professor Porter and the others as they dig for the buried treasure. Just thinking, half into the night, is the height of idiocy. Yes, Clayton. But there doesn't seem to be much else we can do under the circumstances. Then let's change the circumstances. There's my place. But do not forget that I have already made overtures to King, which I hope will lead to our escape. I'm not very hopeful. At any rate, I'm not going off.  Until you find the treasure? Don't be a tool, Snipes. How long do you think men can last at this rate? We've got to have some rest. They're all right, Snipes. You can't work them without rest. King, I'm none of this dear show. King is right. If you expect to get anywhere, act sensible, Snipes. I act insensible, huh? You keep me careful and watch yourself, Carlos.   And you might as well know it now. If you kill these guys working them like this, who'll do the digging tomorrow?  Listen to me. Dry up, wipe down. We'll start these men digging again in the morning. Oh, ho! That's the way you're going to act, is it? Yes. And if you don't like it, ask the rest of the crew. How about it, mates? All right, all right. You're all right. Ask all your gaps, Snipes, and behave. Aren't I working for the welfare of all of us? Aren't I trying to find a treasure so as we all can have a bit of money? Aren't I? Maybe, but keep a civil tongue in your head when you are talking to white men. You'll I'm a rat or somebody that you are far to see what makes you thick. Now, go on about your business. We'll take care of these fellows. Just watch them. That's all I ask. You, King, Wilson. Keep going on. Taita, Taita. Suppose I let King and Wilson believe that I know where the treasure is hidden and lead them all into the genre. I may get an opportunity to get the better of both of them if I can catch them off their guard. Then, if I can get away, I shall search for Tarzan, or what a help he could be to us. I'm afraid it's too risky, darling. Besides, you have no weapon. They are ready to be bribed, Clayton. If they think I know where the treasure is and that I am willing to tell them, they will keep it to themselves. Keep it from the others. Anything to get out of sight of this crew is a wrong chance, though, Dono. Do you suppose they'll believe you? I can try, and it's for the weapon. What better than this spade at close range? Yes, Dono, I understand. Nevertheless, it's a pretty risky method. What is it, Dono? What is it, Clayton? There is no time to talk now, Thelander, but you must follow my lead. Whatever it may be, Clayton, you explain to Lupoc, what they are when you get a chance. Dono is going to try to make King and Wilson believe he knows where the treasure is buried.  But nothing risked, nothing gained, Monsieur. We must do something. I haven't much hope of you opening it over, Dono. Yeah, I shall try it anyway. King! King! What is it? Snipe's gone. Yes, just now. Then come here. I want to talk to you. Back in the jungle high in the branches of their tree, King and Tarzan await the jungle dawn. Oh, I can't help it, Tarzan. Get out of the platform. I don't feel as if I could sleep just sitting here on a limb. Before Jane comes, Tarzan always sleep on branch. Perhaps, but that, well, I'm not used to it. And I think it would take me a long time, even though I've gotten used to many things since I came to the jungle. One, I suppose, can get used to most anything. I know that the jungle does not frighten me as it did at first. No, well, Jane understands. Jungle ways. I understand them better than I did, but sometimes I think I learn slowly. Well, Tarzan, if you ever did have to get away from anything, you can climb into a tree. But what about me? Tarzan always takes Jane. Well, somewhat of a limited existence, though. Always having to be carried wherever I want to go. I wonder, Tarzan. Some days, the French cruiser will come back. And Tarzan, you will have to go with us. Go? Go where? To my home, America. America? Yes. In the jungle, you know Tarzan. But I do. Tarzan does not belong any place else. Well, I didn't mean it that way. You see, you don't know it, of course. What I'm trying to say is that you have brains, breathing, everything that goes to make a gentleman. It would not take you very long to fit into the civilized scheme of things. No. Tarzan does not understand what Jane means, but Tarzan belongs in the jungle. Of course. You could not be expected to know. Perhaps, though, Lieutenant Dono or Daddy can convince you, we'll see when we get back to the hut. Jane still want to go back to the hut? Yes, Tarzan. I must. The finality in Jane's voice sets Tarzan to wondering. There must be something about the Tarman Gany that he does not understand. They had not been able to defend Jane against the jungle, against the cannibals, or against the cruel Tarman Gany from the ship, and yet she still wishes to return to them. Can it be because she has the same sort of feeling for Clayton that he, Tarzan, has for Jane? Tarzan knows why you want to go back. Why? You want to go back to Clayton. Why do you say that? Well, you have no right to say such a thing. Tarzan knows Jane likes Clayton too much. You do not know. It's not true. Then why does Jane keep Tarzan from killing Clayton when Clayton tried to kill Tarzan? Why does Jane always want to go back where Clayton is?  Then don't act like one. Don't be impossible. If you can't be nice, I wish that you would go away and leave me alone. Jane, want Tarzan to go away? No. Swinging away into the jungle night, Tarzan is soon swallowed by the impenetrable blackness. Jane sits straining her eyes out into the dark void. A chill of loneliness creeps into her blood. She half regrets that she spoke so harshly, but she's still angry because of the injustice of Tarzan's accusations. She commences to wish that he were back, but she's too proud to fall to him. Assembling to the thunderous voice of Neuma, Jane shrinks closer to the rough bark of the great tree that is so snakeswearing. Tarzan! Tarzan! Tarzan! Jane, what? Tarzan? Oh, why? Why, I thought you went away. Tarzan not leave Jane at night alone? Tarzan come back and sit on branch above Jane and watch over her. Tarzan. What? I'm sorry for the way I spoke. Won't you forgive me, Tarzan? Please forgive me. Tarzan, sorry too. Jane is tired. Jane.  Meanwhile, down on the beach, Darno and the others anxiously await King's approach. What do you want? To continue our talk about the treasure. See if Snakes finds this out here. But he can find out only from you or Wilson. Well, for me, I'm willing to listen. Then get Wilson and come away from here. No, no. Wilson stays with the others. I'm not taking any chances. All right, but come over here where the others cannot hear. He's taking an awful chance. I hardly dare to hope. Did you tell the professor to be ready? Yes, I'm ready. If Darno is successful, I'll take care of Wilson. I can help you there. No, you look after the professor. I'm really much better, Clayton. I haven't been working as the rest of you have. I'll be able to... Listen, Clayton. I must get to Darno. What do you think you're doing? I want a drink of water. Hey, what's going on here? Here, quick, you blow. Darno! Don't tell them Darno or Clayton being shot by the pirates.


Touchdown run nullified, and we're still tied at 21. The motion man is Davis, Matthews tied up, and the ball comes loose! Travis rips it out, let's see who gets it. I believe Stevenson will have the football deep in Salisbury territory. Jaheem Henderson, his second fumble recovery in the second half. Clarence Travis ripped it away from the ball carrier. Let's see if we can take a look.