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(soft music)

(groaning)

(soft ominous music)

(sniffing)

(chuckling)

- There we are.

Good.

I knew I stashed some honey away last summer

or the summer before.

But I couldn't remember where I put it.

I wonder where I hid the rest.

It'll come back to me.

If I don't find it soon, I'll be in trouble.

Food is getting short.

It's been so long since it rained.

(slurping)

(soft ominous music)

(gasping)

(groaning)

(flute music)

- Rats.

(gulping)

That's it.

That's all there is.

Boy am I ever hungry.

(soft music)

Hm?

That's weird.

That's the first time I've seen dear eat tree bark.

I guess I'd better chase them away

before they damage that tree.

Scat! (upbeat music)

(soft dramatic music)

Hi Kaa.

I'm so hot I can't think.

And on top of that, I'm starving.

- Yes, so am I.

- Gee I sure wish it would rain.

- It will, sooner or later.

- It better be sooner or I'll be in real trouble.

I don't think I could take much more of this.

- Yes.

With no fur and no scales it must be harder for you.

But don't worry man cub.

As soon as the Mowa trees blossom, the rains will come.

- What are the Mowa trees?

- Trees with flowers on 'em.

Ask Baloo, he's very fond of them.

- Okay I will.

- Do it later though, all right?

I want to show you something.

I've been keeping an eye on the marsh for the past

couple of weeks and I've noticed

something really quite peculiar.

(ominous music)

- Oh do you mean all those tracks?

- Everybody came here to drink before the water dried up.

See?

That big paw print must be Baloo's.

And there's one of yours.

So Bagheer's can't be far away.

Can you tell who make the other ones Mowgli?

- Sure.

Yep.

Acru and Sarah I'm sure of it.

The small one's are Chi-Chi's.

These might be La-La's.

Deer, and some rabbits.

And, what's this?

Shere Kan's mark!

What was he doing prowling around in the marsh?

I bet he was hunting for me!

That's it.

- That wasn't what I meant Mowgli.

Take another look.

- I don't know what you mean.

- Look carefully.

Can you see any traces of monkey's or birds?

- No I can't.

Except for those really big ones over there.

They must be Cheldakais.

- Listen Mowgli.

Except for Chel, all the birds and all the monkey's

have fled from this jungle.

- You maybe right.

I haven't seen any for a while.

- They watched the signs.

And they fled for their lives, far away to the north.

They knew what was coming.

They knew what a drought can do.

- But Kaa, does that mean it's not gonna rain again ever?

- Who knows.

(bird chirping)

Lucky (mumbles).

Only scavengers get fat in a drought like this.

There's not shortage of food is there my friend?

- Kaa, Mowgli, this is serious.

Our beloved jungle is becoming a dessert.

- What? (soft music)

- The human's crops have withered on the vine

they're burnt and torched.

Humans have nothing to eat.

That's dangerous.

It means that soon, they'll be hunting us.

(mouse squeaking)

(growling)

(growling)

(mouse squeaking and flute music)

(growling)

(growling)

(chuckling)

- [Together] Huh?

(chuckling)

- I thought wolves were might hunters.

Noble and dignified.

And yet you're scrapping like cubs over a mouse.

No wait!

I have something more satisfying.

Fresh bullock.

You may have some if you like.

- Bullock?

- That's right.

All you have to do is abandon that old fool Akela

and follow me instead.

I promise you'll have all the food you want,

bullock and other treats.

- And where would it come from?

The only place to find such food is a village,

we all know that.

(chuckling)

You're planning to attack a village.

That's against the law of the jungle and you know it!

- Ha.

The law of the jungle.

You'd rather starve than break a foolish law?

We can attack the village together, the three of us.

Lots of easy prey for the taking.

- No.

If you're fool enough to go there, you'll go alone!

- Idiots.

I'll soon show them.

I'll attack the village all by myself, that's what I'll do.

(soft dramatic music)

- Does that mean that humans are gonna come

into the jungle and hunt us down if it doesn't rain soon?

- It's possible.

They won't be able to grow food for themselves

unless it rains.

Bagheera says they'll eat anything

if they have to, even snakes.

And if they come here,

it could be bad.

They might trap all the animals, tear up the vines,

cut down the trees.

Turn the jungle into a wasteland.

- That's enough.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

You're going to frighten him out of his wits.

- Even if they do come into the jungle,

the humans couldn't be that stupid.

But isn't there someway we can make it rain?

- Make it rain?

No we can't do that.

All we can do is try to survive.

There are some rules you should learn Mowgli,

so listen carefully and I'll tell you all about them.

- And when Bagheera says all, he means all.

- I'll start at the beginning with rule number one.

In times of trouble, move quietly and hunt slowly.

You must never waste your energy.

Energy is life.

And that brings me to rule number two.

You must never, on any account, lose your temper.

You will regret it if you do

because it will always get you into trouble.

Empty bellies make for short tempers.

Right?

Believe me, it never fails.

- I know what you mean.

These days it seems like we're always fighting

about the least little thing.

- Mowgli.

I wondered where you were and now I know.

I brought a piece of honey for you Mowgli.

- It's hard as a rock.

Is it real honey?

- Oh yes.

I hid it a tree trunk, three or four years ago.

Or it may have been longer than that.

And I don't suppose it matters really.

(distant roaring)

(distant roaring)

(snorting)

(soft ominous music)

(roaring)

- At last.

Listen.

That's Hathy!

- Yep, that must mean he's finally decided

to proclaim the water truce.

- The water truce?

I can't remember that was the last time the was proclaimed.

The jungle must be in worse shape than I thought.

- What are you talking about?

What's a water truce?

- Well it's a-- - There's no time to explain.

Mowgli if you want to know, come with us to the river.

(distant roaring)

(soft dramatic music)

(gasping)

- Hey!

I don't believe it!

We're gonna have a real feast tonight!

I thought there was no game left!

Boy was I ever wrong!

Come on!

(screaming)

- Stop Mowgli!

Leave them alone!

(grunting)

Mm, mm, mm.

Not allowed.

- But why can't I?

They're right there.

(soft music)

(upbeat music)

(growling)

(gasping)

- The water truce, I don't understand.

(tranquil music)

(water splashing)

(growling)

(growling)

(tranquil music)

- It's Kichi, hiya!

(giggling)

Wow!

Elephants!

They're enormous!

(roaring)

(gasping)

(roaring)

- Well met, free creatures of the jungle.

I am Hathy, warden of the water truce.

The river Wangunga has dwindled

and the blue rock has appeared.

(snorting)

(water splashing)

(ominous music)

The blue rock is called a peace rock

and we have not seen it in 50 years.

When it appears, the warden must proclaim the water truce.

I so proclaim, as did my father before.

We are all one in this.

All are wretched and weary.

And food is short.

But we all must drink if any are to survive.

Therefore, until the water's returned

and covered the rock, it is utterly forbidden to hunt

at the drinking place.

- But I don't understand.

Why can't we hunt here at the river?

- Silence man cub!

- The water truce is in effect!

Let know one dare to break it!

It must be obeyed. (rocks crumbling)

- I understand.

- I'll obey. - So will I.

(roaring)

- [Bird] Truce!

The water truce!

Hathy has proclaimed the water truce!

Take heed!

Truce!

The water truce!

(ominous music)

Be warned!

Hathy has proclaimed the water truce!

- Ha.

Who does he think he is?

I'll hunt what I like, when I like, where I like.

- [Bird] Truce!

The water truce!

(stomping)

(growling)

(stomping)

- Let me explain Mowgli.

This is the only place in the whole jungle

where there's any water left.

Isn't that right?

- [Mowgli] So?

- So think about it.

What's the logical next step?

(slurping)

We all have to drink and we all have to drink here.

- That's right!

We wouldn't have to hunt for game anymore.

If we wanted a pig or a rabbit,

or even something bigger, all we need to do is wait.

They'd all have to come here

and then we'd catch them.

And pretty soon there'd be none left.

- [Bagheera] That's right Mowgli.

We could catch them all.

Every one of them.

And then what would we do for soon?

Soon there'd be nobody left in the jungle,

not even us.

- That's why there's a water truce?

Hey Bagheera, I think that's a really good idea.

(laughing)

(dramatic music)

Shere Khan!

- So you think it's a good idea?

It's a jungle law man cub.

Who are you to say whether it's good or bad.

- The man cub obeys the laws of the jungle

much better than some I could name.

The great Shere Khan would prey on humans,

and that is breaking the law.

- Don't you remember, the first law of all?

When you're hungry, you eat.

I was hungry an hour ago, but then I had a feast.

Now there's one less human.

I need a drink of water.

(shuddering and gasping)

- Wait!

Shere Khan!

You broke the law!

You have no right to defile the river!

- What?

You dare threaten me?

Man cub, this time you've gone too far.

- The truce!

Mowgli!

(growling)

(soft dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(growling)