Jonny Quest (1964) s01e13 Episode Script
A Small Matter of Pygmies
1
[♪♪♪]
[SQUEAKS]
[SQUAWKS]
[GROWLS]
[SQUEAKS]
[SQUAWKS]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING
SOUTH AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[PANTHER GROWLS]
[GROWLING CONTINUES]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[PANTHER SNARLS]
[PANTHER GROWLS]
[SCREAMS]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, Race, where are we?
We're still about 40 miles
from your father's
laboratory, Jonny.
What is down there?
RACE: No one really knows.
No one's ever gone in before.
Why?
RACE: Well, there's a
story the jungle is inhabited
by tribes of hostile Indians
who worship the airplane.
The airplane?
Yep, and they've
never seen a white man.
I'll bet they're rough.
[RUFF, RUFF]
Right, Bandit,
"ruff" as they come.
[SCREAMING]
[GROWLING]
[ENGINE SPUTTERING]
What is it, Race?
Engine trouble.
We're going down.
Pick a soft spot.
I'll do my best, Hadji.
Check your seatbelts.
This may be rough.
[BARKS]
[ENGINE SPUTTERS]
RACE: Brace yourselves.
[PLANE CRASHES]
RACE: You kids okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
How about you, Hadji?
I am all right.
[BANDIT BARKS]
We'll have to call for help.
Uh-oh, the radio is dead.
Are you sure?
[FLIPPING SWITCH]
Yeah, it's dead all right.
We'll have to walk out.
JONNY: Boy, it looks
like that plane's had it.
That's for sure.
Well, let's head for the
river and follow it to the coast.
[GROWLS]
[MAN SCREAMS]
Someone's in trouble!
Let's go.
[GROWLING] [SCREAMING]
[GUNSHOT FIRED]
Bull's-eye, Race.
Johnny, wait
But it's just a kid.
We've got to untie him.
Not till I'm sure
that man-killing
panther is dead.
[GUNSHOTS]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, I don't think he is a kid.
He is very small.
He's as tall as he'll
ever be. He's a Pygmy.
Cut him loose, Jonny.
Right.
There you go.
Locat turussa. Locat turussa.
That must mean "thank you."
Take a look at the
size of this panther
that almost ate our friend.
Boy, he's a big one.
Look, Hadji, and Hey,
where'd our friend go?
He's gone.
No, there he is.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, come back. Hey!
No use. He's gone.
And we'd better do
the same, and fast.
Whoever put that
fellow out for cat food
might come back,
and we'd better
not be here then.
I'm for that.
Uh-oh!
Freeze, boys.
One move, and they'll
make pin cushions out of us.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Sorry, pal. I don't
understand a word you say.
Okay, okay, I get your
point. So we start walking.
I don't like the looks
of these little ones.
What do you think
they'll do to us, Race?
I don't know, Jonny,
but don't show any fear.
[GROWLING, BARKING]
Attaboy, Bandit.
That'll show them
we're not afraid.
I'm sorry, Dr. Quest.
We will put every
available aircraft to work
on the search.
Thank you, Señor Encino.
Let's check that map.
We've got trouble
if they're down
in Pygmy country.
Sí, they are very dangerous.
Well, if they are,
let's hope Race and the
boys are not in their hands.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[♪♪♪]
What's going on
out there, Jonny?
It looks like they
are still praying
to that model airplane.
They've been
doing that for hours.
Can you see if the
guards are still there?
Yeah, still there.
Okay, get some rest.
Whatever they're planning for us
I guess will wait till morning.
I don't feel very sleepy.
Neither do I.
[BARKS]
Neither does Bandit.
Well, get some rest, anyway.
You may need your strength.
Race, we got company.
It's the head man himself.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Sounds like he's
pronouncing sentence on us.
Aw, beat it.
Yeah, don't make so much noise.
We're tired and trying
to get some sleep.
[BARKING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Boy, is he mad.
Well, don't worry
about it, fellows.
We've been in tougher spots.
We've gotten out of them.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
What if I don't
want my hands tied?
That's a pretty good answer.
[ENGINE ROARING]
Sounds like an airplane.
[SOUTH AMERICANS SHOUTING]
Look, they're
worshipping the airplane.
Yeah, but it's too
far away to see us.
Hadji, can you still
do that levitation trick
you learned in India?
I I think so.
Then now's the time.
But, who?
The head man, there.
It's been a long
time, but I'll try.
Sim, sim, sala bim.
Sim, sim, sala bim.
[CONTINUES SAYING MAGIC WORDS]
Sim, sim, sala bim.
Look, Race, it's working.
Quiet, Jonny. Hadji's
got to concentrate.
[CONTINUES SAYING MAGIC WORDS]
[SCREAMS]
Good boy, Hadji. That
should shake him up a bit.
Jonny, grab their spears
and start moving
back toward the jungle.
Right, Race.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Sim, sim, sala bim.
[CONTINUES SAYING MAGIC WORDS]
I got them, Race. What now?
Careful, Jonny!
Oh!
[SPEARS FALL TO GROUND]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Uh-oh. I goofed.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Oh, me and my big feet.
I'm sorry, Race, Hadji.
We could have been
long gone by now.
Oh, that's okay, Jonny.
It could have
happened to anyone.
What's next, Race?
I don't know.
[GROWLS]
Quiet, Bandit.
What's the matter,
boy? What is it?
Race, Hadji. Look.
There's something
moving over there.
[GROWLS]
Bandit, quiet. Sit, boy.
W-What is it? Or
who is it, Race?
I don't know.
Whoever it is has
a reason for hiding.
Race, look.
The spear that was
pulled into the fire
It's burning.
[GROWLING]
Quiet, boy.
RACE: Hold still,
Hadji. He won't hurt you.
It's our friend who
was put out for cat food.
Boy. He had me worried
when I saw that knife.
Hurry. That burning spear
is gonna give one of
those Pygmies a hot foot.
Right. Let's get
out of here fast.
[SCREAMS]
He sounds very unhappy.
I wish we could've
stayed to see it.
Save your breath and run.
They'll be after us in a minute.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING
SOUTH AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Everyone set?
Ready, Race.
Okay here.
[BANDIT BARKS]
I wish I knew how
to thank our friend.
Let's see.
What was that he said
when we helped him?
Loc tur
I remember. Locat turussa.
Locat turussa.
[CONTINUES IN SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[ATTEMPTING TO SPEAK
SOUTH AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, how about that. I
speak their language.
Where to now, Race?
No place special, Hadji
just away from here.
We're gonna have to stop
someplace along here.
Why, Race?
The river current's too slow.
The Pygmies'll be tracking us,
and at this rate,
they'll cut us off.
Hey, there's the spot
I've been looking for
up there on that hill.
That's a natural for a defense.
If we can hold them off,
maybe we'll have a
chance of being rescued.
Come on, boys.
Let's go up and dig in.
Race, do you really think
they'll track us?
I'm sure of it, Jonny.
Take a look down by the
river. There's your answer.
Gosh, it didn't take them long.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[SNIFFING]
Look, they sniff the ground
like dogs.
They're the best trackers
in the world, Hadji.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Well, that does it.
They spotted us.
Now we'll have to fight.
Okay, let's give
them a good one.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[GRUNTS]
[ROCK TUMBLES DOWN CLIFF]
Here's one
down the alley.
[ROCK TUMBLES DOWN CLIFF]
[SCREAMING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Boy, what a shot.
You got the three, four,
seven, and eight pins
with that one, Race.
[SHOUTING]
Wow, are they ever mad.
[BARKING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Here they come again.
Duck!
[SHOUTING]
What now, Race? Another boulder?
No, the log.
Come on, boys, push!
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
A strike!
That ought to hold
them for a while.
Look, over on the next hill.
Yeah, they've got a
clear shot from there.
You watch down the hill.
I'll take care of those babies.
JONNY: Right.
That should keep
them quiet for a bit.
Hey, Race.
Those guys on the
hill are getting close.
You keep throwing the rocks.
I'll take care of
them in a second.
[SHOUTING]
Hurry, Race.
RACE: Okay
I'm ready.
Let her fly.
[CRASHING]
What was that a bank shot?
Any more around?
Uh-oh
Company from the other side.
[SHOUTING]
[SCREAMING]
Hey, where'd that one come from?
There
In the top of that tree.
Boy, what a spot for a sniper.
It's the head man.
Race, in the tree.
I see him but
it's a long shot.
Hey, we're on your
side, remember?
[SCREAMS]
Good shot, Race.
It's like shooting fish
in a barrel.
Don't start cheering too soon
One good rush from
both sides at once,
and we're in trouble.
And here they come.
[SHOUTING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
How about that.
They're running away.
We scared them off.
No, listen, Jonny.
[HELICOPTER PROPELLERS WHIRRING]
I hear it, Hadji.
Helicopters.
That's what chased
our little friends off.
But they're a long way off.
They could miss seeing us.
Yeah, you're right.
If we only had
something to signal with.
Hadji, lend me
that ruby of yours.
You can have anything I
have, but why my ruby?
We gotta try to
attract their attention.
They see it.
They are coming.
[BARKS]
Here's your ruby, Hadji.
Stand by for rescue, I hope.
[SHOUTING]
[SHOUTING]
Well, that was an
adventure, wasn't it?
It sure was.
And not one I'd like
again, right, boys?
Agreed.
Right.
[BARKS]
[LAUGHS] Well, that
makes it unanimous.
Say, why were you
coming to see me anyway?
I would have been
back in a few days.
Well, this came in the
mail. It looked important.
Hmm, yes, it does
look important.
Oh, no!
Bad news, doctor?
[LAUGHS] Anything but, Race.
It's a form letter from the
African Geographical Society
asking me if I
would be interested
in participating in a
round-table discussion
on the following
subject Are you ready?
Fire away, doctor.
"Are Pygmies warm and
friendly people: yes or no?"
[LAUGHS]
Pygmies, friendly?
ALL: No!
[BARKING]
[LAUGHS] I think
I'll send all of you
and let you argue the "no" side.
You'll win, hands down.
[ALL LAUGHING]
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
[SQUEAKS]
[SQUAWKS]
[GROWLS]
[SQUEAKS]
[SQUAWKS]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING
SOUTH AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[PANTHER GROWLS]
[GROWLING CONTINUES]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[PANTHER SNARLS]
[PANTHER GROWLS]
[SCREAMS]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, Race, where are we?
We're still about 40 miles
from your father's
laboratory, Jonny.
What is down there?
RACE: No one really knows.
No one's ever gone in before.
Why?
RACE: Well, there's a
story the jungle is inhabited
by tribes of hostile Indians
who worship the airplane.
The airplane?
Yep, and they've
never seen a white man.
I'll bet they're rough.
[RUFF, RUFF]
Right, Bandit,
"ruff" as they come.
[SCREAMING]
[GROWLING]
[ENGINE SPUTTERING]
What is it, Race?
Engine trouble.
We're going down.
Pick a soft spot.
I'll do my best, Hadji.
Check your seatbelts.
This may be rough.
[BARKS]
[ENGINE SPUTTERS]
RACE: Brace yourselves.
[PLANE CRASHES]
RACE: You kids okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
How about you, Hadji?
I am all right.
[BANDIT BARKS]
We'll have to call for help.
Uh-oh, the radio is dead.
Are you sure?
[FLIPPING SWITCH]
Yeah, it's dead all right.
We'll have to walk out.
JONNY: Boy, it looks
like that plane's had it.
That's for sure.
Well, let's head for the
river and follow it to the coast.
[GROWLS]
[MAN SCREAMS]
Someone's in trouble!
Let's go.
[GROWLING] [SCREAMING]
[GUNSHOT FIRED]
Bull's-eye, Race.
Johnny, wait
But it's just a kid.
We've got to untie him.
Not till I'm sure
that man-killing
panther is dead.
[GUNSHOTS]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, I don't think he is a kid.
He is very small.
He's as tall as he'll
ever be. He's a Pygmy.
Cut him loose, Jonny.
Right.
There you go.
Locat turussa. Locat turussa.
That must mean "thank you."
Take a look at the
size of this panther
that almost ate our friend.
Boy, he's a big one.
Look, Hadji, and Hey,
where'd our friend go?
He's gone.
No, there he is.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, come back. Hey!
No use. He's gone.
And we'd better do
the same, and fast.
Whoever put that
fellow out for cat food
might come back,
and we'd better
not be here then.
I'm for that.
Uh-oh!
Freeze, boys.
One move, and they'll
make pin cushions out of us.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Sorry, pal. I don't
understand a word you say.
Okay, okay, I get your
point. So we start walking.
I don't like the looks
of these little ones.
What do you think
they'll do to us, Race?
I don't know, Jonny,
but don't show any fear.
[GROWLING, BARKING]
Attaboy, Bandit.
That'll show them
we're not afraid.
I'm sorry, Dr. Quest.
We will put every
available aircraft to work
on the search.
Thank you, Señor Encino.
Let's check that map.
We've got trouble
if they're down
in Pygmy country.
Sí, they are very dangerous.
Well, if they are,
let's hope Race and the
boys are not in their hands.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[♪♪♪]
What's going on
out there, Jonny?
It looks like they
are still praying
to that model airplane.
They've been
doing that for hours.
Can you see if the
guards are still there?
Yeah, still there.
Okay, get some rest.
Whatever they're planning for us
I guess will wait till morning.
I don't feel very sleepy.
Neither do I.
[BARKS]
Neither does Bandit.
Well, get some rest, anyway.
You may need your strength.
Race, we got company.
It's the head man himself.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Sounds like he's
pronouncing sentence on us.
Aw, beat it.
Yeah, don't make so much noise.
We're tired and trying
to get some sleep.
[BARKING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Boy, is he mad.
Well, don't worry
about it, fellows.
We've been in tougher spots.
We've gotten out of them.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
What if I don't
want my hands tied?
That's a pretty good answer.
[ENGINE ROARING]
Sounds like an airplane.
[SOUTH AMERICANS SHOUTING]
Look, they're
worshipping the airplane.
Yeah, but it's too
far away to see us.
Hadji, can you still
do that levitation trick
you learned in India?
I I think so.
Then now's the time.
But, who?
The head man, there.
It's been a long
time, but I'll try.
Sim, sim, sala bim.
Sim, sim, sala bim.
[CONTINUES SAYING MAGIC WORDS]
Sim, sim, sala bim.
Look, Race, it's working.
Quiet, Jonny. Hadji's
got to concentrate.
[CONTINUES SAYING MAGIC WORDS]
[SCREAMS]
Good boy, Hadji. That
should shake him up a bit.
Jonny, grab their spears
and start moving
back toward the jungle.
Right, Race.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Sim, sim, sala bim.
[CONTINUES SAYING MAGIC WORDS]
I got them, Race. What now?
Careful, Jonny!
Oh!
[SPEARS FALL TO GROUND]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Uh-oh. I goofed.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Oh, me and my big feet.
I'm sorry, Race, Hadji.
We could have been
long gone by now.
Oh, that's okay, Jonny.
It could have
happened to anyone.
What's next, Race?
I don't know.
[GROWLS]
Quiet, Bandit.
What's the matter,
boy? What is it?
Race, Hadji. Look.
There's something
moving over there.
[GROWLS]
Bandit, quiet. Sit, boy.
W-What is it? Or
who is it, Race?
I don't know.
Whoever it is has
a reason for hiding.
Race, look.
The spear that was
pulled into the fire
It's burning.
[GROWLING]
Quiet, boy.
RACE: Hold still,
Hadji. He won't hurt you.
It's our friend who
was put out for cat food.
Boy. He had me worried
when I saw that knife.
Hurry. That burning spear
is gonna give one of
those Pygmies a hot foot.
Right. Let's get
out of here fast.
[SCREAMS]
He sounds very unhappy.
I wish we could've
stayed to see it.
Save your breath and run.
They'll be after us in a minute.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING
SOUTH AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Everyone set?
Ready, Race.
Okay here.
[BANDIT BARKS]
I wish I knew how
to thank our friend.
Let's see.
What was that he said
when we helped him?
Loc tur
I remember. Locat turussa.
Locat turussa.
[CONTINUES IN SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[ATTEMPTING TO SPEAK
SOUTH AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Hey, how about that. I
speak their language.
Where to now, Race?
No place special, Hadji
just away from here.
We're gonna have to stop
someplace along here.
Why, Race?
The river current's too slow.
The Pygmies'll be tracking us,
and at this rate,
they'll cut us off.
Hey, there's the spot
I've been looking for
up there on that hill.
That's a natural for a defense.
If we can hold them off,
maybe we'll have a
chance of being rescued.
Come on, boys.
Let's go up and dig in.
Race, do you really think
they'll track us?
I'm sure of it, Jonny.
Take a look down by the
river. There's your answer.
Gosh, it didn't take them long.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[SNIFFING]
Look, they sniff the ground
like dogs.
They're the best trackers
in the world, Hadji.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Well, that does it.
They spotted us.
Now we'll have to fight.
Okay, let's give
them a good one.
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
[GRUNTS]
[ROCK TUMBLES DOWN CLIFF]
Here's one
down the alley.
[ROCK TUMBLES DOWN CLIFF]
[SCREAMING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Boy, what a shot.
You got the three, four,
seven, and eight pins
with that one, Race.
[SHOUTING]
Wow, are they ever mad.
[BARKING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
Here they come again.
Duck!
[SHOUTING]
What now, Race? Another boulder?
No, the log.
Come on, boys, push!
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
A strike!
That ought to hold
them for a while.
Look, over on the next hill.
Yeah, they've got a
clear shot from there.
You watch down the hill.
I'll take care of those babies.
JONNY: Right.
That should keep
them quiet for a bit.
Hey, Race.
Those guys on the
hill are getting close.
You keep throwing the rocks.
I'll take care of
them in a second.
[SHOUTING]
Hurry, Race.
RACE: Okay
I'm ready.
Let her fly.
[CRASHING]
What was that a bank shot?
Any more around?
Uh-oh
Company from the other side.
[SHOUTING]
[SCREAMING]
Hey, where'd that one come from?
There
In the top of that tree.
Boy, what a spot for a sniper.
It's the head man.
Race, in the tree.
I see him but
it's a long shot.
Hey, we're on your
side, remember?
[SCREAMS]
Good shot, Race.
It's like shooting fish
in a barrel.
Don't start cheering too soon
One good rush from
both sides at once,
and we're in trouble.
And here they come.
[SHOUTING]
[SPEAKING SOUTH
AMERICAN LANGUAGE]
How about that.
They're running away.
We scared them off.
No, listen, Jonny.
[HELICOPTER PROPELLERS WHIRRING]
I hear it, Hadji.
Helicopters.
That's what chased
our little friends off.
But they're a long way off.
They could miss seeing us.
Yeah, you're right.
If we only had
something to signal with.
Hadji, lend me
that ruby of yours.
You can have anything I
have, but why my ruby?
We gotta try to
attract their attention.
They see it.
They are coming.
[BARKS]
Here's your ruby, Hadji.
Stand by for rescue, I hope.
[SHOUTING]
[SHOUTING]
Well, that was an
adventure, wasn't it?
It sure was.
And not one I'd like
again, right, boys?
Agreed.
Right.
[BARKS]
[LAUGHS] Well, that
makes it unanimous.
Say, why were you
coming to see me anyway?
I would have been
back in a few days.
Well, this came in the
mail. It looked important.
Hmm, yes, it does
look important.
Oh, no!
Bad news, doctor?
[LAUGHS] Anything but, Race.
It's a form letter from the
African Geographical Society
asking me if I
would be interested
in participating in a
round-table discussion
on the following
subject Are you ready?
Fire away, doctor.
"Are Pygmies warm and
friendly people: yes or no?"
[LAUGHS]
Pygmies, friendly?
ALL: No!
[BARKING]
[LAUGHS] I think
I'll send all of you
and let you argue the "no" side.
You'll win, hands down.
[ALL LAUGHING]
[♪♪♪]