:07:00
He's bringing me a parrot,
The letter said a green and yellow one,
:07:04
And a native spear and a war drum
and a necklace made of human teeth,
:07:09
Oh, yes, and a shrunken head,
:07:11
- Have you ever seen a shrunken head?
- Only yours,
:07:14
Shh, boys, Now, young Jim Nightshade,
what can I find you?
:07:17
Something from the Arabian Nights
now, full of magicians and monsters? No?
:07:21
Let's see, Drums of Doom?
The Saga of the Thunder Lizards?
:07:25
No, thanks, Mr, Halloway,
Something about headhunters,
:07:28
They're my father's friends right now,
:07:30
Look, who are you fooling?
Your father doesn't ever write,
:07:35
- That's better than a father who's afraid,,
- My father's not afraid of anything,
:07:40
He's just a bit old, that's all,
It doesn't mean he's afraid,
:07:45
- Doesn't it?
- Anyway, my father's here,
:07:51
Yours isn't coming back, is he?
Not ever,
:07:55
One day, You'll see,
:07:57
- ('ยง distant music.)
- Shh, listen, Can you hear?
:08:03
- What is it?
- Listen, Why don't you ever listen?
:08:06
- I am,
- Like music,
:08:11
I don't hear no music,
It must be that old wind again,
:08:21
('laughing.)
:08:23
- Oh, do you live hereabouts, boys?
- These are our houses,
:08:28
One of which, as I listen to it,
:08:31
has murmuring timbers,
:08:34
Can't you hear it? Who tells ya?
:08:37
Tom Fury tells ya,
:08:41
Your house is in need of protection,
:08:43
Which house?
:08:49
- This one,
- It's his house,
:08:52
- Now, your names, gentlemen?
- Will Halloway,
:08:55
- Jim Nightshade,
- Well, Mr, Nightshade, sir,
:08:59
You just go right in and tell your father