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Jonny Quest, brought to you by...

Hey, Race, where are we?

We're still about 40 miles from your father's laboratory, Jonny.

- What is down there? - No one really knows.

- No onc's over gene In boron. - Why?

Well, there's a story the jungle is inhabited

by tribes of hostile Indians.

- Who worship the airplane. - The airplane?

Yep. They've never seen a white man.

I'll bet they're rough.

Right, Bandit. Rough as they come.

- What is it, Race? - Engine trouble.

- We're going down. - Pick a soft spot.

I'll do my best, Hadji. Check your seat belts.

This may be rough.

Brace yourselves.

- You kids okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.

- How about you, Hadji? - I am alright.

We'll have to call for help.

Oh, the radio's dead.

Are you sure?

Yeah, it's dead, alright.

We'll have to walk out.

Boy, looks like that plane's had it.

That's for sure.

Well, let's head for the river and follow it to the coast.

Someone's in trouble. Let's go.

Bull's-eye, Race.

Jenny, wait.

But it's just a kid, we've got to untie him.

Not till I'm sure that man-killing panther is dead.

Hey, I don't think he is a kid.

He is very small.

He is as tall as he'll ever be. He's a pygmy.

- Cut hlm loose, Jenny. - Right.

There you go.

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, an... Hey, where did our friend go?

He's gone. No, there he is.

Hey, come back. Hey!

No use. He's gone.

And we better do the same and fast.

Whoever put that fellow out for cat food might come back.

- And we better not be here. - I'm for that.

Uh-oh!

Freeze.

One move and they'll make pincushions out of us.

Sorry, pal, I don't understand a word you say.

Okay, okay, I get your point.

Shall 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.

Atta boy, Bandit. That'll show them we're not afraid.

I'm sorry, Dr. Quest.

But we will put every available aircraft to work on the search.

Thank you, Senor Encino. Let's check that map.

We've got trouble if they're down in pygmy country.

Si, they are very dangerous.

Well, if they are, let's hope Race and the boys

are not in their hands.

What's going on out there, Jenny?

It looks like they're 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.

Neither does Bandit.

Well, get some rest anyway. You may need your strength.

Race, we got company, it's the headman himself.

Sounds like he's pronouncing a sentence on us.

Ah, beat it!

Yeah, don't make so much noise.

We're tired and trying to get some sleep.

Boy, is he mad?

Don't worry about it, fellows. We've been in tougher spots.

We've gotten out of them.

What if I don't want my hands tied?

That's a pretty good answer.

Sounds like an airplane.

Look, they're worshipping the airplane.

Yeah, but it's too far away to see us.

Can you still do that levitation trick you learned in India?

I, I think so.

Then, now is the time.

- But who? - The headman there.

It's been a long time, but I'll try.

Look, Race, it's working!

Quiet, Jenny, Harm's got to concentrate.

Aah!

Good boy, Hadji. That should shake him up a bit.

Jenny, grab their spears

and start moving back toward the jungle.

Right, Race.

I got 'em, Race. What now?

- Careful, Jenny. - Ahl.

Huh!

Uh-oh, I goofed.

Oh, me and my big feet!

I-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.

Quiet, Bandit.

What's the matter, boy? What is it?

Race, Hadji, look!

There is something moving over there.

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 I-is burning.

Quiet, boy!

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.

He sounds very unhappy.

I wish we could have stayed to see it.

Save your breath and run. They'll be after us in a minute.

Everyone set?

- Ready, Race. - Okay, here.

I wish I knew how to thank our friend.

Let's see. What was that he said when we helped him?

I remember.

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 some place along here.

Why, Race?

The river current's too slow. The pygmies will be tracking us.

At this rate, they'll cut us off.

Hey, there's the spot I've been looking for,

up there on that hill.

It's a natural for 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 is your answer.

Gosh! It didn't take them long.

Look, they sniff the ground like dogs.

They are the best trackers in the world, Hadji.

Well, that does it. They spotted us.

Now, we'll have to fight. Okay, let's give 'em a good one.

Here's one. Down the alley.

Boy, what a shot.

You got the 3, 4, 7, and 8 pins with that one, Race.

Wow, are they ever mad.

Here the come again.

Duck.

What now, Race? Another boulder?

No. The log.

Come on, boys. Push.

A strike!

That ought to hold him 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.

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.

- Hurry, Race. - Okay.

I'm ready.

Let her fly!

What was that? A bang shot?

Anymore around?

Uh-oh. Company from the other side.

Hey! Where did that one come from?

There. In the top of that tree.

Boy. What a spot for a sniper.

It's the headman.

Race, in the tree!

Yeah. I see him.

But it's along shot.

Hey! We're on your side, remember?

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.

How about that?

They're running away. We scared 'em off.

No. Listen, Jenny.

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 only we had something to signal with.

Hadji, lend me that ruby of yours.

You can have anything I have, but why my ruby?

We're gonna try to attract their attention.

- They see it. - They are coming.

Here 's your Ruby, Hadji. Standby for rescue... l hope.

Well, that was an adventure, wasn't it?

It sure was.

Not one I'd like again. Right, boys?

- Agreed. - Right.

Well, that makes it unanimous.

Say, uh, why were you coming to see me anyway?

I would've 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?

Ha ha. 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?

Pygmies, friendly?

No!

I think I'll send all of you and let you argue the no side.

You'll win hands down.