Original subtitles

(laughs)

- Here I come.

(laughs)

(giggles)

(giggles)

(giggles)

- Now Mowgli, you musn't be too soft on the little ones.

They have to learn hunting skills.

- But Lala, they're still too young for all that.

- Too young?

Nonsense, come, I'll show you.

- Where's Sura?

- He's with Luri, making plans for tomorrow's hunt.

- Hunting, I'm tired of hunting.

- Mowgli, I'm surprised at you.

Hunting is essential for our survival.

- I know that.

It's still boring.

- Oh, spare me.

Come along, little ones.

Here we are.

- Lala, what're you doing?

I'll save them.

- Don't help them, Mowgli.

They must learn how to climb out of the water themselves.

That's it, little ones.

Scramble up the bank.

- But they need my help, Lala.

- No Mowgli, they must learn to do this on their own.

- Don't give up, little ones.

You did it!

- Now, once more.

- Why did you do that?

- Please, don't interfere.

- But they're still only cubs and the current is strong.

Please Lala, let me give them a hand.

- Absolutely not.

These aren't human children.

They must learn their skills the hard way.

- All right, but I don't think I'm gonna stay and watch.

- That's it, little ones, keep climbing.

Come on now, almost there.

Well done, you both made it.

(licks cubs)

(mischievous music)

(laughs)

(bird squawks)

- You silly mynah bird.

(bird squawks)

- [Bagheera] Ouch!

- Huh?

- Hey Mowgli, was it you who threw the stone

that just landed on my head?

- Yes, sorry Bagheera.

Actually, I was throwing that stone at a mynah bird.

- Really mancub?

It's beneath a hunter of your considerable skills

to be persecuting mynah birds.

Especially on a day as lovely as this one.

Beautiful, isn't it?

With the sun glinting off the water

and a cool breeze in the treetops, what could be better?

It's a perfect day for Kaa's celebration.

- Oh, is Kaa celebrating?

- He certainly is.

- Why?

Is this day special?

- Oh, yes.

Kaa finished sloughing off his old skin.

- Nothing very special about that.

- Yes, there is.

This is no ordinary sloughing.

This is the 100th time that he has shed his old skin

and exposed a new one.

- The 100th time?

- Yes, that's right.

And if that doesn't qualify as a reason to celebrate,

then I don't know what does.

Think of it, my old friend, 100 times.

Before you were born,

even before the great and ageless elephant Hathi

was a calf clinging to his mother's tail,

Kaa roamed the dense jungle,

renowned for his wisdom and power.

And before each dry season,

he would slough off his weathered skin

to reveal a smooth new skin that waited beneath.

This is the hundredth time, Mowgli.

- I didn't realize.

- No, of course you didn't.

Kaa has the youthful vigor of a snake half his age.

Still, the fact remains, this is his hundredth sloughing

and he deserves congratulations.

- Well, what're we waiting for?

- Now then Mowgli,

I know you're always extremely polite to Kaa,

but today I'd like you to be even more pleasant and gracious

than you usually are, all right?

- Wait, Bagheera?

Why are you suddenly so concerned about manners?

- Kaa has just finished sloughing.

And after sloughing, snakes are notoriously sensitive

to the comments of other creatures.

I am merely asking you to be on good behavior

and refrain from saying anything thoughtless.

- Well, I'll do my best Bagheera, but I have to say,

after all those sloughings,

Kaa shouldn't be so thin-skinned.

(laughs)

- Mowgli, that is precisely the kind of joke

you should avoid.

- Thin-skinned, that's a good one.

- Honestly, I don't know why I let myself be seen

walking around with you, mancub.

Your sense of humor is abominably juvenile.

(smooth music)

- Hm?

- Hello there, Kaa.

We've come to congratulate you on this great day.

- Oh, and what great day are we talking about?

- Why, on your sloughing, of course.

This is the 100th time you've shed your old skin

and exposed a new one.

- Sorry, but this was my hundred and first.

My hundredth sloughing was last year.

I was offended that was missed it

- But Kaa, Bagheera told me this was your 100th sloughing.

- He did?

Well, that only goes to show

what a forgetful old panther he is.

Really Bagheera, for such a clever cat,

you certainly don't have much of a memory.

- Now hold on a minute there, Kaa.

I hardly think it's very fair of you--

- Aw, forget it.

A hundred sloughings or a hundred and one,

what's the difference?

I'm a feeble old serpent,

what's one discarded skin more or less?

- [Mowgli And Bagheera] Huh?

- Then again, I don't feel feeble.

How would you two like to try a little test of strength?

- Count me out, Kaa.

I bruise easily.

That leaves you, Mowgli.

Think you can handle Kaa alone?

- I'll try.

Ready?

(fast music)

Ah!

Ah!

(crash)

Ah!

Ah!

- Well, that was quick.

Looks like Kaa's the winner.

- That settles it, Kaa.

You're not a bit feeble.

You're still a wily and powerful snake,

even if you have slept a hundred and one times, heh.

(laughs)

- I have a confession to make.

Bagheera was right.

It's only been a hundred.

- Huh?

- Why you practical joking reptile.

(laughs)

(laughs)

Guess I'm not such a forgetful old panther after all.

I must admit I was a little worried.

If I were growing forgetful, then I might lose my memories

of dear old friends like Akela.

- We all miss him, Mowgli.

Bagheera, Baloo, and I treasured Akela's friendship

and relied on his great wisdom.

Now that he's no longer among us,

the jungle seems emptier somehow.

Akela was a noble wolf and a great leader.

The creatures of the jungle will never forget him.

Over the years, his many exploits have become legend.

All those who hear of them reflect on his great courage.

And of course, we who knew him well

will always remember him with much love and admiration.

But you can't go on mourning him forever, Mowgli.

It's time you started living again.

- You're quite right, Kaa.

Well, Mowgli?

- I don't understand.

- Well, you need some fun, some adventure.

For instance, I'd say you're ready

to see the jungle's greatest spectacle,

the majestic dance of the elephants.

- The what?

- Ah, it's the dance of the elephants, mancub.

Sound fascinating, doesn't it?

- But, I've never heard of elephants dancing.

- No, it's not something the elephants like to talk about

because if they did all the other animals

would flock to watch and ruin their solemn dance.

- But Kaa, if you know about this dance,

then other animals must know about it as well.

Bagheera, I'll bet you've heard of it.

- Mm-mm.

- No, my young friend.

The elephants have guarded this secret

and I'm the only one who knows about it.

The dance of the elephants takes place at night

in the deepest reaches of the jungle.

I only discovered it by accident one night

when I was roaming the forest in search of food.

- And you saw the dance?

- Yes, I remember it well.

I happen to arrive as the dance was starting.

It was an incredible sight.

There must have been a thousand elephants.

They had all pressed into a jungle clearing

in the darkest hour of night.

And from the moment they began to dance,

the earth trembled and shuttered.

- Oh, I wanna see this.

- Mm-hm.

(Bagheera laughs)

All right, I think I can make arrangements

for you to watch this astonishing spectacle.

In fact, I may even convince the elephants

to let you participate.

- How will you do that?

- Hathi the elephant leader is a friendly sort.

He might allow Mowgli to sit up on his back.

- Sit on Hathi's back during an elephant dance?

Sounds rather dangerous.

- Oh no, elephants are gentle creatures

and they dance very delicately.

- I can just imagine.

(laughs)

(laughs)

(grass crunches)

(elephant trumpets)

(serene music)

(water splashes)

(serene music)

- Huh?

(serene music)

- Ah!

- Quiet, Mowgli.

(Mowgli gasps)

(suspenseful music)

(serene music)

- I'll never count them all.

(smooth music)

(crickets chirp)

(trumpets)

(all trumpet)

(Mowgli groans)

(thunderous stomp)

(traditional music)

(traditional music)

(Mowgli giggles)

(birds chirp)

(grass crunches)

Thank you, Hathi.

That was unforgettable.

- You're very welcome, mancub.

Now you be careful as your dismount.

- Right.

- Oh Mowgli, I almost forgot,

I have a little something for you.

It should still be tied to my right hind leg.

Can you see it, Mowgli?

- Yes, it looks like a piece of old cloth.

- It's cloth, all right, but it's not old.

Untie it.

- Sure.

Pretty dirty.

- Oh, I forgot, I've been dancing.

Rinse it in the river.

It'll come clean.

(water splashes)

- But this is Jumeirah's.

- Yes, when she and her family

escaped from Buldeo and his cronies,

I had the pleasure of carrying Jumeirah and her mother

on my back during their long journey to Kaniwara.

In gratitude, she tied that cloth around my neck.

- Hathi, can I really keep this?

- Oh course, Mowgli.

I know you miss Jumeirah.

That cloth will serve as a keepsake.

Goodbye, mancub.

- Goodbye Hathi, and thanks.

(trumpet music)

- Ah.

(hopeful music)

(hopeful music)

(wind rustles)

(hopeful music)

(wind rustles)

(suspenseful music)

- If the boy can hunt, then let him go into the jungle

and track down the tiger who's been attacking our livestock.

How about that?

- Mowgli...

- The tiger's name's Shere Khan.

- Huh?

- If attack again, I track him down.

And then I will defeat him, I swear.

- You swear, do you?

Well boy, that's a very foolish thing you've sworn to do,

but you can't squirm out of it now.

We all heard you swear you'd catch that tiger.

Go catch him then.

(gun cocks)

Go now, boy, or I'll lose my temper.

- Mowgli, I won't let him hurt you.

- Out of the way, girl.

Move Jumeirah, I'll count to three.

One, two...

- Mowgli here, take this stick.

(suspenseful music)

You don't have to be afraid, Mowgli.

It's only fire.

- Jumeirah, your ankle is hurt.

- Mm-mm.

It's only a little cut.

(cloth tears)

(Jumeirah whimpers)

See you soon, Mowgli.

I'll be thinking of you.

Be careful.

(wind rustles)

(wind rustles)

(peaceful music)

(peaceful music)

- It's been three days,

and we've still seen no sign of Mowgli.

- That's true.

We should give up waiting for him.

- Not yet, I know that he isn't far away.

- Jumeirah, Mowgli's only a boy and the jungle is vast.

We can't wait forever.

We came here to lay your father to rest.

That's done now, we really should be leaving.

- No mother, not yet.

Mowgli is close by, I know it.

If we wait just a little longer, he's sure to find us.

- But this is the jungle,

there are all kinds of wild animals here.

This isn't a very safe place to wait.

- The animals won't hurt us.

They're all Mowgli's friends, mother.

That means they're our friends too.

- Oh, I give up.

- Jumeirah my love, your mother and I

want to see Mowgli again as much as you do,

but we can't go on waiting for him much longer.

We're out of food.

- We can catch our food, same as Mowgli does.

It may not always be very easy,

but it's better than living off charity in Kaniwara.

I don't like Kaniwara.

I'd rather live in the jungle than a place like that.

- I know you're unhappy in that town, Jumeirah,

but we have nowhere else to go.

We'd never survive in the jungle.

- Oh yes we would.

Mowgli would help us.

- But Jumeirah, before he can help us,

Mowgli has to find us,

and how is he ever going to do that in this wilderness?

- Mowgli will find us.

I know in my deepest heart.

I know the jungle is huge and he's just a boy,

but he will find us.

That's why we have to wait for him.

Can we mother?

Grandfather?

- You win, Jumeirah.

If your mother agrees, we'll wait two more days, Meshua?

- All right.

- Oh, thank you, mother.

Mowgli, where are you?

We're waiting for you.

We're only staying two more days, so please Mowgli,

hurry and find us.

(hopeful music)

- Oh Jumeirah, I sure miss you.

(hopeful music)

(fire crackles)

(hopeful music)