R. Kipling MOWGLI
THE KIDNAPPING
Screenplay by L. Belokurov Directed by R. Davydov
Art Direction: A. Vinokurov, P. Repkin Camera Operator: E. Petrova
Composer: S. Gubaidulina Sound Operator: G. Martynyuk
Animators: V. Zarubin, V. Arsentiev, R. Davydov, V. Likhachov,
V. Krumin, V. Kotyonochkin, O. Komarov, P. Karabaev
Voice Actors: Mowgli: M. Vinogradova Kaa: V. Ushakov
Tabaqui: S. Martinson Bagheera: L. Kasatkina Baloo: S. Bubnov
Also: Yu. Khrzhanovsky, V. Bubnov, T. Dmitrieva, K. Rumyanova
Assistant Director: N. Sumarokova Editor: L. Georgieva Script Editor: A. Snesarev
Production Manager: A. Zorina
The first chapter told the story of how Mowgli,
a little boy who nearly became the prey of the tiger Shere Khan,
was adopted by a wolf pack.
Good hunting.
Like this.
Here is a running deer.
From the side!
Attack!
Strike!
No good. No good at all.
Once more!
Why are you running on two legs when you have four?
Calm down, Iron-Paw.
This is more comfortable!
This surely is. He is a man, after all.
I am a wolf!
I am the wolf of the Free Tribe!
You silly.
You should jump and climb better.
It is not that easy, Mowgli.
Good.
Good!
Well done, Mowgli! Good!
You do not behave, Mowgli!
But I was not about to skin his hide!
Watch your tongue!
Calm down, Iron-Paw!
He is a man, after all.
Ha ha!
They wanted to entrap Shere Khan,
but it was Hathi who got trapped, the wise Hathi!
O Hathi, I will help you!
But what can you do, Little Frog?
- Little Man. - Mowgli.
I can do THIS!
Shaaame! Shaaame!
Mowgli is running along lianas! Shaaame!
Like the Bandar-log! Shaaame! Shaaame!
Thank you, Mowgli.
- He will teach us how to do that.
Yes, Mowgli, you truly are a man.
A man, this is true.
But remember, Mowgli:
Shere Khan knows that too.
Goodbye, Mowgli.
Goodbye!
Good hunting!
Nay, we don't hunt.
Good hunting to YOU!
- He can do everything. - He knows everything.
- He's like us, but without a tail. - He's like us, but naked.
Well!
Only a man can be so reckless.
You do not know who dwells here!
What should you do?
Grrrowl.
Run away.
What should you SAY?
- I... - We...
- You... - They...
We...
...be of one blood,
you and I.
- He can do everything. - He knows everything.
- He's like us, but without a tail. - He's like us, but naked.
Haste! Haste!
Put dead bats on my head!
- O why I did not warn him? - Haste!
Miserable root-digger that I am!
Roll me into the hives of the wild bees!
Give me to Kaa the Python!
We should ask him!
Yes!
The mention of his name alone makes ugly tails of Bandar-log tails shiver.
Be careful, Bagheera.
- Good hunting, O Kaa. - Good hunting, O Kaa.
Good hunting to us all.
One of us needs to dine.
I am as empty
as a dry well.
We are hunting right now.
Come with us, Kaa,
if you will.
- Now we have a leader! - All the Jungle-People admire us!
- We're the smartest in the Jungle! - We're such a great people!
- We're so admirable!
- That's true. We all say so!
- All the Jungle-People admire us!
- That's true! That's true!
- We're such a great people!
He is the wisest of my pupils.
And besides, we love him, Kaa.
Ha... ha...
I also have known what love is.
Ha... ha...
Now I will tell you a tale...
Later, Kaa.
Bandar-log called you an earth-worm!
Where are they?
- We thought you know that. - We thought you know that.
Up!
Look up, Baloo!
I have seen the boy.
He bade me tell you
that he is in the Cold Lairs.
All thanks, Chill the Kite! I will remember you!
It is nothing!
He held the Master Word!
He did not forget, he did not forget!
Onward!
So they called me
a yellow fish?
Yes, yes, a fish, and a worm — an earth-worm!
They called me a frog?
Yes, yes, a frog, and an earth-worm!
Good hunting.
Bagheera!
I haste!
Bagheera!
I am climbing... up...
I am not sure
that they did not pull me into a hundred little bearlings.
So this is Mowgli.
You are not unlike the Bandar-log.
I am a wolf!
I am a wolf of the Free Tribe!
My kill shall be your kill.
A brave heart and a courteous tongue.
Bandar-log,
do you see well?
We see, O Kaa.
Sit still
and watch.
Come all
one pace nearer to me.
Closer.
We should go.
You shoud not see what is about to happen.
Closer.
Oh... In a little time, had I stayed,
I should have walked down his throat.
Never more will I ask
Kaa for help.
This is the second of the Mowgli stories.