Jonny Quest (1964) s01e05 Episode Script
Riddle of the Gold
1
[♪♪♪]
Quite a bit of activity
for a worked-out mine,
eh, Your Excellency?
It would seem so,
but we must keep
up the illusion.
As you know,
anything less than perfection
will not be suitable.
Don't worry, Cassim.
What you are about to see
will convince even you
of the infallibility
of our scheme.
It's all right, Deeji.
[CHUCKLING]
She's always so glad to see me.
Behold, Cassim, the ultimate
in the science of alchemy:
the perfect
man-made bar of gold.
Amazing. Truly amazing.
We knew he'd be
impressed, didn't we, Deeji?
[CHUCKLES]
To me, it is indistinguishable
from real gold.
Only one man
can tell it is false,
and that's Professor Gundersen,
the inventor of the process.
Excellent.
Doctor Zin will be pleased.
Ah. I see it is time to report.
Master
Cassim, your unworthy servant,
wishes to report to Dr. Zin.
You may speak, Cassim.
Phase one has been completed.
Professor Gundersen
has surpassed himself.
That is good.
And how is the professor
after his "fatal" accident?
He is being very cooperative
[CHUCKLES]
After a little persuasion.
Good
Cassim.
Master?
As to the distribution
of the gold
We must proceed
with great caution.
The sudden appearance
of great quantities
would arouse suspicion.
I understand, master.
Dr. Zin, soon, you and I will be
the two richest,
most powerful men
in the world.
Indeed. Cassim?
Master?
Proceed now with phase two.
Dr. Zin mentioned phase two.
Ah, yes.
I'm not familiar with that.
What is phase two?
Phase two begins as of now.
There is room for only one
richest, most powerful man
in the world,
and that is Dr. Zin.
I don't quite
follow you, Corvin.
If this gold checks out A-okay
with your boys in the lab,
why do you need me?
Look, Dr. Quest, how come a mine
that we know was
tapped out 50 years ago
suddenly starts
producing more gold
than ever before?
Perhaps they've
discovered a new vein.
Or a new racket.
Yes.
All right, Corvin.
Let's take this back to Palm Key
for further tests.
[♪♪♪]
Golly, Hadji,
that's a great trick.
Would you like to
try it, Jonny? It's easy.
Anybody can do it.
Okay. Here goes.
[BLOWING OFF-KEY]
Hey, I thought you said
anybody could do it, Hadji.
I don't understand.
It's so simple.
[AIRPLANE APPROACHING]
Hey, it's Dad.
Come on, let's meet him.
[BARKING]
Hello, Bandit.
Have you been a good boy?
[BARKING]
And speaking of good boys,
how about you two?
Oh, yes, sir.
Our deportment has
been most exemplary.
Yeah, and besides that,
we've been good too.
I'm glad to hear that.
Hello, boys.
Oh, hello, Mr. Corvin.
Hey, Dad, what's that?
Did you bring us something?
No, Jonny, this is gold.
Do you mean real gold?
That's what we're
going to find out.
[SNIFFING]
[PLAYS IN TUNE]
[WHIMPERS]
Now, watch closely, gentlemen.
I'm going to apply
some of this specially
formulated acid
to this watch, which
is 14-carat gold.
Tell me if you see any reaction.
CORVIN: Go ahead, doctor.
No change.
The watch isn't damaged at all.
No.
But now observe what happens
when I apply this same acid
to the Maharajah's gold.
[BUBBLING]
CORVIN: How about that?
The gold is disintegrating.
Not gold. Xanium.
Xanium? Never heard of it.
Little is known about the metal.
To my knowledge,
hardly a thimblefull
has even been obtained.
CORVIN: Xanium, huh?
Well, that figures.
Anything the
Maharajah of Gahlipur
is mixed up in
Gahlipur?
Hey, that name rings a bell.
And it should.
He's been mixed
up in gun running,
smuggling, the works.
RACE: Anything
for a fast rupee, huh?
Yeah, and speaking
of fast rupees,
guess who else is in the act?
Abdul Cassim.
Cassim?
CASSIM: Boy, with a
cast of characters like that,
no wonder you were suspicious.
DOCTOR: Only one
man besides myself
knew the transmutation process:
Professor Gundersen.
Gundersen, eh?
Can we talk with him?
I'm afraid not.
Six months ago, Gundersen
met an untimely death
in an airplane
accident in India.
It wouldn't have been
in Gahlipur, would it?
DOCTOR: Why, yes, Race,
that's exactly where it was.
Well, put two and one together,
two crooks and one professor,
and it adds up to something
"Intelligence One"
should look into.
Doctor, how would you like
to photograph a tiger hunt, eh?
A tiger hunt?
You see, your camera
hobby would be a perfect cover
for you to have a
look-see at that mine.
I'll have the department
contact the Maharajah
and set it up.
Well, doctor, it
looks like a case
of "ready or not,
India, here we come."
[YAPPING]
Oh, come on, Bandit,
either you get in that case
or you don't come with us.
[WHIMPERS]
Hey, that's more like it.
See you later, Bandit.
When you get to Gahlipur,
give my regards
to your friend, the Maharajah.
He's hardly my friend.
I met him only once,
and that was 10 years ago.
Ah, here are the boys.
Boy, Dad, this camera stuff
is sure heavy.
We've got to make
it look good, Jonny.
Did you get Bandit squared away?
Yeah. He's locked
up tight in his valise.
DOCTOR: I wanted to
leave the dog at home,
but the boys insisted
on bringing him.
[BARKING]
[WHIMPERS]
WOMAN ON P.A. SYSTEM:
Your attention please.
Your attention please.
Will the owner of the dog
answering to the name of Bandit
please report
to the information desk?
Uh-oh. That's us.
JONNY: Look, Bandit.
Be reasonable.
You have to go in the valise.
Wait. Wait, Jonny.
Perhaps I could be of help.
Sim, sim, sala bim.
Our problem is gone.
Gosh, Hadji, that was great.
How'd you do it?
I cannot tell you, Jonny.
It is an old trick
that has been in
our family for years.
Good luck.
Okay, that takes care
of the geography lesson.
Now, Hadji, how do
you spell "Mississippi"?
M-I-S uh
Did you want the
state or the river?
FLIGHT ATTENDANT:
Here you are, boys.
Enjoy your dinner.
Rar!
Goodness!
Did you eat that steak already?
Uh, well, I'm just
a growing boy.
2000 feet of film
should be enough
to photograph a
tiger hunt, eh, Race?
Plenty,
but I'd feel a lot safer with
a rifle than with a camera.
You know, Race,
I've been thinking.
It can only be Gundersen
who's making the
gold for the Maharajah.
You think he's in with them?
I hope not.
It's okay, Bandit.
I know you're here.
[BARKS]
The Maharajah really thinks big.
I'm not so sure it's
the Maharajah's idea.
There's another mind
clever and diabolical enough
to conceive and execute
a scheme of this magnitude.
You mean our old friend?
Yes, Race.
Dr. Zin.
Well, Hadji, how does it feel
to be back in your native land?
It feels fine
Except they don't
have hamburgers, sir.
[ALL LAUGH]
[TRUCK HORN HONKING]
Look out.
Duck, boys.
[BRAKES SCREECHING]
That was close.
Yeah, and maybe on purpose.
Boy, this is some
mountain, huh, Hadji?
Oh, yes.
India has many great mountains.
From here you can
see Mount Everest,
the world's highest mountain.
It is over 29,000 feet high.
Wow, what a spot
for a TV aerial.
Race, did you instruct
the boys how to act
when they meet the Maharajah?
Oh, yes, just curtsy.
Leave the talking to us.
[DOCTOR LAUGHS]
Fine. Tell me, Race
just what was the
Maharajah's reaction
being our host for a tiger hunt?
He was delighted.
He promised to
take good care of us.
Hey, the train's
going backwards.
Not the train, just us.
Inside, boys. Hit the deck.
[ROCKS RUMBLING]
Don't move, anybody.
[WHIMPERS]
DOCTOR: Bandit, come here.
Come here, boy.
Easy. Easy.
Nice and easy.
[WHIMPERS]
Come on, boy. Come on.
[TRAIN CREAKING]
That's the fellow.
Bandit, I've only one thing
to say, and you can quote me:
Good dog.
[SLURPING]
[LAUGHTER]
[GROWLING]
MASTER: Two
attempts, two failures.
You are losing
your touch, Cassim.
Forgive me, master. I
shall not fail you again.
See that you don't.
At least, let me compliment you
on your impersonation
of the late Maharajah.
Thank you, master.
Welcome, Dr. Quest.
I trust the journey
was not too unpleasant.
DOCTOR: Not at
all, Your Excellency.
This is my son, Jonny,
and his friend, Hadji.
And this is Race Bannon.
Your Excellency.
Mr. Bannon.
You all honor my humble
palace with your presence.
Let me show you
what I have arranged.
DOCTOR: Delicious. Delicious.
What is it?
CASSIM: It is called biryani,
a spiced fried rice.
Delicious, Hadji. What is it?
It is keema, a curry
of mutton and rice.
[BANDIT SNIFFING]
[YELPING]
How was Bandit's
nose, Mr. Parrot?
[SQUAWKS] Delicious.
It's been a long
day, Your Excellency.
If we're going on
the hunt tomorrow,
we'd better get some rest.
As you wish. Until
tomorrow, then.
DOCTOR: Good
night, Your Excellency.
JONNY: Good night, sir.
HADJI & RACE: Good night.
CASSIM: Ali.
Yes, Excellency?
Is everything in
readiness for the hunt?
Yes, Excellency.
When the tiger is
flushed, in the excitement
Dr. Quest will have a
most regrettable accident.
I understand, Your Excellency.
Karob will be ready.
[GROWLING]
Ay! He is a killer.
Yes. And today,
Karob may kill again.
[GROWLS]
Ay.
And today, I would
not like to be Dr. Quest.
Come. We must hurry.
You remember our instructions?
Yes, we move ahead of the hunt.
And at the right moment,
we release Karob.
[SNARLING]
CASSIM: Good luck,
gentlemen, and good pictures.
Thank you, Your Excellency.
I've had all your
camera equipment
put in the trucks.
Thanks, Excellency.
I'm sure you haven't
forgotten a thing.
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
JONNY: Goodbye, Dad.
So long, Race, and
fasten your seatbelts.
Yes. Good luck to you.
And bad luck to the tiger.
Say, Hadji. Yes?
How about doing a
little private eyeing?
Private eyeing?
Yeah. Let's go take
a peek at the mine.
[BARKING]
[LAUGHS] Hey, who asked you?
[ELEPHANT TRUMPETS]
Hold it.
I want to get a picture of that.
Don't worry, old girl,
nobody's going
to hurt your baby.
[TRUMPETS]
[CHUCKLES]
Sounds like the little
feller's got a snoot full.
Do you see them yet?
No.
Wait.
Yes, yes. There they come.
It will be easier for Karob.
Dr. Quest is in the first car.
Then it is time
to open the cage.
Careful. He is of evil temper.
Even now he has
the scent of his prey.
Look. It is our scent he has!
Look out. He is charging!
Quickly! Into the cage!
[SHOUTING]
Allah has spared us.
Aah!
RACE: Don't move, doctor.
I'll try to pick him off.
Let me.
I have him in my sights.
Aah!
Dr. Quest.
How are you doing, doctor?
I'm all right, Race.
Wish we could say
as much for poor Ali.
Hey, Jonny, this
conveyor belt is fun.
Yeah, it's better
than a roller coaster.
Look, Jonny. Dead end.
Bandit! Jump!
Jump, Bandit!
[BANDIT BARKING]
What'll we do?
We gotta go after him. Come on!
Look, there's a light ahead.
Well, well, little doggie.
Where did you come from?
[PLUNK]
[BARKING]
You must be Professor Gundersen.
That's right.
Is this your dog?
Oh, ho!
He's your dog all right,
but who are you?
I'm Jonny Quest,
and this is my friend, Hadji.
Oh, if Dr. Quest is here,
he is in grave danger.
These people are ruthless.
CASSIM: As usual,
Professor, you are correct.
I regret you are
so inquisitive, boys.
Now I cannot
permit you to leave.
Aw, we're not afraid.
Just wait till Dad
and Race get here.
Exactly.
Since he survived
the tiger hunt,
Dr. Quest's next move should
be to come here looking for you.
Do you think the boys
are in the mine, doctor?
Where else, Race? You know boys.
Perhaps you would
like to join them.
Isn't that a pretty
old routine, Cassim?
Old, yes, but still effective.
At least let the boys go.
Unfortunately, doctor,
there can be no witnesses.
If anyone has a suggestion,
now's the time
to come up with it.
Attaboy, Bandit,
put out the fire!
Dig, Bandit. Dig!
[BARKING]
Oh, no, Bandit. No.
Oh, what's the use?
[YELPS]
TOGETHER: Yay! He did it!
Bandit put out the fire!
If ever I said
I didn't want that
dog on the trip,
I most humbly apologize.
Wait a minute, doctor.
I think I can get my hand free.
There, I've got it.
I'll have you all
untied in a minute.
Everybody out of
here, on the double,
while I seal up our "tomb."
It was necessary
to eliminate the
professor as well.
But we have his formula.
He was of no further use.
Agreed.
The main thing
is that Dr. Quest has
finally been dealt with.
You are sure, Cassim?
[LOUD EXPLOSION]
Quite sure.
Good.
But I am almost
sorry the game is over.
Dr. Quest has been a
most worthy adversary.
Yes, master.
DOCTOR: It would
seem that prematureness
is one of your failings, Cassim.
Dr. Quest!
You are still alive!
Cassim!
You have blundered again.
He will die!
He has got to die!
[SCREAMING]
[KAROB SNARLING]
It appears your friend Cassim
has made his last blunder.
The fool.
So your luck still
holds, Dr. Quest.
Yes, it does.
Just for the time
being, Dr. Quest,
but we will meet again.
Good boy, Bandit.
From now on, you're
coming on all our trips.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT:
Attention, please.
We will be landing
in five minutes.
Please fasten your seatbelts.
Hey, that means you too, Bandit.
[YAPPING]
Good boy, Bandit.
[LAUGHTER]
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
Quite a bit of activity
for a worked-out mine,
eh, Your Excellency?
It would seem so,
but we must keep
up the illusion.
As you know,
anything less than perfection
will not be suitable.
Don't worry, Cassim.
What you are about to see
will convince even you
of the infallibility
of our scheme.
It's all right, Deeji.
[CHUCKLING]
She's always so glad to see me.
Behold, Cassim, the ultimate
in the science of alchemy:
the perfect
man-made bar of gold.
Amazing. Truly amazing.
We knew he'd be
impressed, didn't we, Deeji?
[CHUCKLES]
To me, it is indistinguishable
from real gold.
Only one man
can tell it is false,
and that's Professor Gundersen,
the inventor of the process.
Excellent.
Doctor Zin will be pleased.
Ah. I see it is time to report.
Master
Cassim, your unworthy servant,
wishes to report to Dr. Zin.
You may speak, Cassim.
Phase one has been completed.
Professor Gundersen
has surpassed himself.
That is good.
And how is the professor
after his "fatal" accident?
He is being very cooperative
[CHUCKLES]
After a little persuasion.
Good
Cassim.
Master?
As to the distribution
of the gold
We must proceed
with great caution.
The sudden appearance
of great quantities
would arouse suspicion.
I understand, master.
Dr. Zin, soon, you and I will be
the two richest,
most powerful men
in the world.
Indeed. Cassim?
Master?
Proceed now with phase two.
Dr. Zin mentioned phase two.
Ah, yes.
I'm not familiar with that.
What is phase two?
Phase two begins as of now.
There is room for only one
richest, most powerful man
in the world,
and that is Dr. Zin.
I don't quite
follow you, Corvin.
If this gold checks out A-okay
with your boys in the lab,
why do you need me?
Look, Dr. Quest, how come a mine
that we know was
tapped out 50 years ago
suddenly starts
producing more gold
than ever before?
Perhaps they've
discovered a new vein.
Or a new racket.
Yes.
All right, Corvin.
Let's take this back to Palm Key
for further tests.
[♪♪♪]
Golly, Hadji,
that's a great trick.
Would you like to
try it, Jonny? It's easy.
Anybody can do it.
Okay. Here goes.
[BLOWING OFF-KEY]
Hey, I thought you said
anybody could do it, Hadji.
I don't understand.
It's so simple.
[AIRPLANE APPROACHING]
Hey, it's Dad.
Come on, let's meet him.
[BARKING]
Hello, Bandit.
Have you been a good boy?
[BARKING]
And speaking of good boys,
how about you two?
Oh, yes, sir.
Our deportment has
been most exemplary.
Yeah, and besides that,
we've been good too.
I'm glad to hear that.
Hello, boys.
Oh, hello, Mr. Corvin.
Hey, Dad, what's that?
Did you bring us something?
No, Jonny, this is gold.
Do you mean real gold?
That's what we're
going to find out.
[SNIFFING]
[PLAYS IN TUNE]
[WHIMPERS]
Now, watch closely, gentlemen.
I'm going to apply
some of this specially
formulated acid
to this watch, which
is 14-carat gold.
Tell me if you see any reaction.
CORVIN: Go ahead, doctor.
No change.
The watch isn't damaged at all.
No.
But now observe what happens
when I apply this same acid
to the Maharajah's gold.
[BUBBLING]
CORVIN: How about that?
The gold is disintegrating.
Not gold. Xanium.
Xanium? Never heard of it.
Little is known about the metal.
To my knowledge,
hardly a thimblefull
has even been obtained.
CORVIN: Xanium, huh?
Well, that figures.
Anything the
Maharajah of Gahlipur
is mixed up in
Gahlipur?
Hey, that name rings a bell.
And it should.
He's been mixed
up in gun running,
smuggling, the works.
RACE: Anything
for a fast rupee, huh?
Yeah, and speaking
of fast rupees,
guess who else is in the act?
Abdul Cassim.
Cassim?
CASSIM: Boy, with a
cast of characters like that,
no wonder you were suspicious.
DOCTOR: Only one
man besides myself
knew the transmutation process:
Professor Gundersen.
Gundersen, eh?
Can we talk with him?
I'm afraid not.
Six months ago, Gundersen
met an untimely death
in an airplane
accident in India.
It wouldn't have been
in Gahlipur, would it?
DOCTOR: Why, yes, Race,
that's exactly where it was.
Well, put two and one together,
two crooks and one professor,
and it adds up to something
"Intelligence One"
should look into.
Doctor, how would you like
to photograph a tiger hunt, eh?
A tiger hunt?
You see, your camera
hobby would be a perfect cover
for you to have a
look-see at that mine.
I'll have the department
contact the Maharajah
and set it up.
Well, doctor, it
looks like a case
of "ready or not,
India, here we come."
[YAPPING]
Oh, come on, Bandit,
either you get in that case
or you don't come with us.
[WHIMPERS]
Hey, that's more like it.
See you later, Bandit.
When you get to Gahlipur,
give my regards
to your friend, the Maharajah.
He's hardly my friend.
I met him only once,
and that was 10 years ago.
Ah, here are the boys.
Boy, Dad, this camera stuff
is sure heavy.
We've got to make
it look good, Jonny.
Did you get Bandit squared away?
Yeah. He's locked
up tight in his valise.
DOCTOR: I wanted to
leave the dog at home,
but the boys insisted
on bringing him.
[BARKING]
[WHIMPERS]
WOMAN ON P.A. SYSTEM:
Your attention please.
Your attention please.
Will the owner of the dog
answering to the name of Bandit
please report
to the information desk?
Uh-oh. That's us.
JONNY: Look, Bandit.
Be reasonable.
You have to go in the valise.
Wait. Wait, Jonny.
Perhaps I could be of help.
Sim, sim, sala bim.
Our problem is gone.
Gosh, Hadji, that was great.
How'd you do it?
I cannot tell you, Jonny.
It is an old trick
that has been in
our family for years.
Good luck.
Okay, that takes care
of the geography lesson.
Now, Hadji, how do
you spell "Mississippi"?
M-I-S uh
Did you want the
state or the river?
FLIGHT ATTENDANT:
Here you are, boys.
Enjoy your dinner.
Rar!
Goodness!
Did you eat that steak already?
Uh, well, I'm just
a growing boy.
2000 feet of film
should be enough
to photograph a
tiger hunt, eh, Race?
Plenty,
but I'd feel a lot safer with
a rifle than with a camera.
You know, Race,
I've been thinking.
It can only be Gundersen
who's making the
gold for the Maharajah.
You think he's in with them?
I hope not.
It's okay, Bandit.
I know you're here.
[BARKS]
The Maharajah really thinks big.
I'm not so sure it's
the Maharajah's idea.
There's another mind
clever and diabolical enough
to conceive and execute
a scheme of this magnitude.
You mean our old friend?
Yes, Race.
Dr. Zin.
Well, Hadji, how does it feel
to be back in your native land?
It feels fine
Except they don't
have hamburgers, sir.
[ALL LAUGH]
[TRUCK HORN HONKING]
Look out.
Duck, boys.
[BRAKES SCREECHING]
That was close.
Yeah, and maybe on purpose.
Boy, this is some
mountain, huh, Hadji?
Oh, yes.
India has many great mountains.
From here you can
see Mount Everest,
the world's highest mountain.
It is over 29,000 feet high.
Wow, what a spot
for a TV aerial.
Race, did you instruct
the boys how to act
when they meet the Maharajah?
Oh, yes, just curtsy.
Leave the talking to us.
[DOCTOR LAUGHS]
Fine. Tell me, Race
just what was the
Maharajah's reaction
being our host for a tiger hunt?
He was delighted.
He promised to
take good care of us.
Hey, the train's
going backwards.
Not the train, just us.
Inside, boys. Hit the deck.
[ROCKS RUMBLING]
Don't move, anybody.
[WHIMPERS]
DOCTOR: Bandit, come here.
Come here, boy.
Easy. Easy.
Nice and easy.
[WHIMPERS]
Come on, boy. Come on.
[TRAIN CREAKING]
That's the fellow.
Bandit, I've only one thing
to say, and you can quote me:
Good dog.
[SLURPING]
[LAUGHTER]
[GROWLING]
MASTER: Two
attempts, two failures.
You are losing
your touch, Cassim.
Forgive me, master. I
shall not fail you again.
See that you don't.
At least, let me compliment you
on your impersonation
of the late Maharajah.
Thank you, master.
Welcome, Dr. Quest.
I trust the journey
was not too unpleasant.
DOCTOR: Not at
all, Your Excellency.
This is my son, Jonny,
and his friend, Hadji.
And this is Race Bannon.
Your Excellency.
Mr. Bannon.
You all honor my humble
palace with your presence.
Let me show you
what I have arranged.
DOCTOR: Delicious. Delicious.
What is it?
CASSIM: It is called biryani,
a spiced fried rice.
Delicious, Hadji. What is it?
It is keema, a curry
of mutton and rice.
[BANDIT SNIFFING]
[YELPING]
How was Bandit's
nose, Mr. Parrot?
[SQUAWKS] Delicious.
It's been a long
day, Your Excellency.
If we're going on
the hunt tomorrow,
we'd better get some rest.
As you wish. Until
tomorrow, then.
DOCTOR: Good
night, Your Excellency.
JONNY: Good night, sir.
HADJI & RACE: Good night.
CASSIM: Ali.
Yes, Excellency?
Is everything in
readiness for the hunt?
Yes, Excellency.
When the tiger is
flushed, in the excitement
Dr. Quest will have a
most regrettable accident.
I understand, Your Excellency.
Karob will be ready.
[GROWLING]
Ay! He is a killer.
Yes. And today,
Karob may kill again.
[GROWLS]
Ay.
And today, I would
not like to be Dr. Quest.
Come. We must hurry.
You remember our instructions?
Yes, we move ahead of the hunt.
And at the right moment,
we release Karob.
[SNARLING]
CASSIM: Good luck,
gentlemen, and good pictures.
Thank you, Your Excellency.
I've had all your
camera equipment
put in the trucks.
Thanks, Excellency.
I'm sure you haven't
forgotten a thing.
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
JONNY: Goodbye, Dad.
So long, Race, and
fasten your seatbelts.
Yes. Good luck to you.
And bad luck to the tiger.
Say, Hadji. Yes?
How about doing a
little private eyeing?
Private eyeing?
Yeah. Let's go take
a peek at the mine.
[BARKING]
[LAUGHS] Hey, who asked you?
[ELEPHANT TRUMPETS]
Hold it.
I want to get a picture of that.
Don't worry, old girl,
nobody's going
to hurt your baby.
[TRUMPETS]
[CHUCKLES]
Sounds like the little
feller's got a snoot full.
Do you see them yet?
No.
Wait.
Yes, yes. There they come.
It will be easier for Karob.
Dr. Quest is in the first car.
Then it is time
to open the cage.
Careful. He is of evil temper.
Even now he has
the scent of his prey.
Look. It is our scent he has!
Look out. He is charging!
Quickly! Into the cage!
[SHOUTING]
Allah has spared us.
Aah!
RACE: Don't move, doctor.
I'll try to pick him off.
Let me.
I have him in my sights.
Aah!
Dr. Quest.
How are you doing, doctor?
I'm all right, Race.
Wish we could say
as much for poor Ali.
Hey, Jonny, this
conveyor belt is fun.
Yeah, it's better
than a roller coaster.
Look, Jonny. Dead end.
Bandit! Jump!
Jump, Bandit!
[BANDIT BARKING]
What'll we do?
We gotta go after him. Come on!
Look, there's a light ahead.
Well, well, little doggie.
Where did you come from?
[PLUNK]
[BARKING]
You must be Professor Gundersen.
That's right.
Is this your dog?
Oh, ho!
He's your dog all right,
but who are you?
I'm Jonny Quest,
and this is my friend, Hadji.
Oh, if Dr. Quest is here,
he is in grave danger.
These people are ruthless.
CASSIM: As usual,
Professor, you are correct.
I regret you are
so inquisitive, boys.
Now I cannot
permit you to leave.
Aw, we're not afraid.
Just wait till Dad
and Race get here.
Exactly.
Since he survived
the tiger hunt,
Dr. Quest's next move should
be to come here looking for you.
Do you think the boys
are in the mine, doctor?
Where else, Race? You know boys.
Perhaps you would
like to join them.
Isn't that a pretty
old routine, Cassim?
Old, yes, but still effective.
At least let the boys go.
Unfortunately, doctor,
there can be no witnesses.
If anyone has a suggestion,
now's the time
to come up with it.
Attaboy, Bandit,
put out the fire!
Dig, Bandit. Dig!
[BARKING]
Oh, no, Bandit. No.
Oh, what's the use?
[YELPS]
TOGETHER: Yay! He did it!
Bandit put out the fire!
If ever I said
I didn't want that
dog on the trip,
I most humbly apologize.
Wait a minute, doctor.
I think I can get my hand free.
There, I've got it.
I'll have you all
untied in a minute.
Everybody out of
here, on the double,
while I seal up our "tomb."
It was necessary
to eliminate the
professor as well.
But we have his formula.
He was of no further use.
Agreed.
The main thing
is that Dr. Quest has
finally been dealt with.
You are sure, Cassim?
[LOUD EXPLOSION]
Quite sure.
Good.
But I am almost
sorry the game is over.
Dr. Quest has been a
most worthy adversary.
Yes, master.
DOCTOR: It would
seem that prematureness
is one of your failings, Cassim.
Dr. Quest!
You are still alive!
Cassim!
You have blundered again.
He will die!
He has got to die!
[SCREAMING]
[KAROB SNARLING]
It appears your friend Cassim
has made his last blunder.
The fool.
So your luck still
holds, Dr. Quest.
Yes, it does.
Just for the time
being, Dr. Quest,
but we will meet again.
Good boy, Bandit.
From now on, you're
coming on all our trips.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT:
Attention, please.
We will be landing
in five minutes.
Please fasten your seatbelts.
Hey, that means you too, Bandit.
[YAPPING]
Good boy, Bandit.
[LAUGHTER]
[♪♪♪]