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All the way up to the free states. |
Good thinkin', Huck. |
Why, thank you,Jim. |
- Here's some more wood,Jim. |
- Right there. |
Tryin' to get this fire goin'. |
Come on, Duke! |
Over here! |
Why are you always stealing' chickens ? |
I love chickens. |
They're succulent. |
- We're chicken thieves ! |
That's as low as it gets. |
- Shut up and keep runnin' ! |
It seems to me,Jim, whenever anybody's after anybody, it's usually me they's after. |
Hello there, we's in need of assist ! |
- Let's get ! |
- You bet ! |
Grab the oars ! |
- Hold up ! |
I'm right behind you, Duke ! |
- Come on, push off! |
Huh? |
What the-- |
Hey ! |
Get your own raft ! |
- Thank you, lads. |
We'd be obliged. |
- Thanks, nothin' ! |
- You was gonna hightail out and just leave us, wasn't ya ? |
- No, I weren't. |
Honest. |
- Please, sir. |
- If ya don't let the boy go, how's he gonna save our hides ? |
Sorry, boy. |
People tryin' to kill me and... |
dogs tryin' to rip my face off, and it ain't even breakfast yet. |
They call me the King, the King of Bilgewater, and this here's the Duke. |
Pleased to meet ya. |
The King and the Duke seemed like nice enough fellas, but something about 'em made me feel mighty uneasy. |
They asked us a considerable many questions. |
- Yeow ! |
- Bull's-eye. |
- And once again... |
I decided it would be best to leave out the truth. |
So... my ma grabbed onto the trapeze and swung one way. |
My pa came a-swingin' on the other. |
My ma let go, did a double flip... and missed my pa by a good six feet. |
She made quite a mess when she hit them bleachers. |
I think this boy's gonna fit right in. |
Thank you,Jim. |
So what is it you two fellas do, exactly ? |
We do a fair bit of doctoring'. |
Yeah. |
We can cure cancer, paralysis, baldness. |
This time we're sellin' a thing that takes tartar off of teeth. |
- And it does take it off too. |
- But unfortunately the... |
- enamel goes right along with it. |
- Yeah, well ! |
We also do some theatre. |
Tragedy, you know. |
Yeah, we got enough... |
Shakespearean costumes here for the lot of us. |
But what we do best are the three Es. |
Robbery, forgery... and burglary. |
Hell's bells ! |
I wish I knew a good trade. |
Well, maybe we'll teach you one, huh? |
Yeow ! |
Go-- You skinny little rat bag ! |
I'm gonna wring your skinny little neck ! |
Hey, watch it ! |
Stop pecking' at me ! |
- Oh, good morning, boys. |
- Good morning. |
Aw, hello, Duke. |
- We gotta run, now, huh ? |
- Naw, naw, naw, naw. |
- I just been borrowing' a few things. |
- Ah, yeah. |
Nobody saw me. |
But lookee what I found. |
- You were headin' for your Uncle Billy's plantation, huh ? |
- Now, wait a minute. |
You're a runaway murdering'slave's what you are. |
I think maybe I'll just collect that reward. |
- He only murdered me. |
- Now, look, we ain't exactly the type... to turn others into the law. |
We stay as far away from the law as is humanly possible. |
So if you two just, uh-- |
Listen up and shut up and do as you're told... |
-and wait on us hand and foot... |
- and be real nice to us, we won't say a word. |
You step out of line, try and run and-- |
Oh, ho ho! |
Easy prey. |
- I'm all right! |
- Ya think? |
- I do. |
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