My Side of the Mountain (1967)

[bunniefuu]

[tropical birds cawing]

[children chattering indistinctly]

[animal bellowing]

Yes, sir.
You got a dollar?

All alone, off the land,
like Thoreau.

Yeah.

Edible Plants of the Forest.

Gus? Gus, where are you?

Okay. Here we go.

[man speaking over PA, indistinct]

SAM: But you promised, Dad.
You promised.

PRUDENCE: Next summe

and I'm going to travel
to Mars and Venus.

[dog barking in distance]

[upbeat adventure theme playing]

[cow moos]

this seems like a good time
to get rid of that old box

Laurentians, here we come.

Hey, Gus, look.

Here we are.

[slurping]

I’m going to catch us a fish

Dinner, here we come.

[birds cawing]

All by myself.

Come on.

Rats.

I can't do it.

I just can't do it

and too tired
to write any more.

[sniffing and grunting]

Go on, you old bear.

In a tree.

I tried again
with my flint and steel.

Come on.

[blowing]

Everything we need.

The only thing we don't need,
Gus, is... that bear.

that I will be completely alone.

[falcon cries]

[falcon cries]

Hey, Gus, look at this

e?
What have we got here

This could be

Oh, mint.

Gus, where are you?

of You go

Hey, what do you got there, Gus?

Nobody can ever find us here,
Gus.

It was very hard work.

Hi, Gus.

What have you got there, Gus

Hm.

Yes, I really could.

[whistling: I’ve Been Working
on the Railroad]

[bird chittering]

Shh.

[squawking]

[squawking continues]

Boy, I’d like to know
where his nest is.

[panting]

[coughing]

[continues coughing]

[helicopter buzzing in distance]

Huh?

No.

Continue patrol.
Roger. Wilco.

Phew.

I swear to it
by this holy hemlock branch.

Okay. Come on,
let’s move in.

One, dry algae
to make flour from it.

so I can continue my
experiments.

Wow!

[falcon cries]

[slow adventure theme plays]

[grunts]

Rats.

What are you doing up here?

But you’re alone.

right down there
in that gorge.

You one of them?
Oh, no, ma’ ’am.

Come on!

Where do you live, boy?

[falcon crying]

I’m going to get me
a baby falcon or die trying.

Keep in touch

Thank you.

Peregrine falcons.

if my memory serves me right,
and it usually does.

Of course.

Sam.
Sam.

Training.

Uh-huh.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

Sam...

you'll need a leather glove.

SAM: And so I bought some gloves.

[chirping]

[squawking]

[hawk crying]

[sighs]

[chirping]

Hey, what should we call her?

How about Frightful?

Frightful it is.

Come on, Frightful

I’m going to teach her
to catch our dinner for us

And so my training
of Frightful began.

Come on, little one. Come on.

That’s it.

You eat only
when you're on my hand.

Good girl, Frightful.

[g*nsh*t]

Yeah.

you'll have that BB g*n
of yours zeroed in...

[sighs]

I scraped the hair
from the hide.

and had a place to tan
the deer hide.

Now I'm really getting prepared
for the colder weather.

but she has not yet learned
to come to the lure.

[Frightful crying]

Good girl, Frightful.
Good girl.

so I was still experimenting
with natural food sources.

Algae soup, here we come.

[blows]

Hey, Gus,
you got a friend.

Hey, you guys,
how about some algae soup?

Well, at least somebody
likes it.

Okay, Frightful,
you’re on your own.

[Frightful crying]

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

[music fades, Frightful crying]

you'll turn wild on me again.

Come on.
[squawking]

I'm going to share this with you.

[Frightful cries]

Testemondia.

And who's that ferocious-looki
creature, huh?

Look, name is Bando.
Let's be friends, huh?

How about you?

And I record them.

Come on, let’s
be friends, huh?

Okay.

take me to your leader.

The only way.
I agree.

[owl hooting]

SAM: Well, what do you think of it,
Bando? I mean, really?

William Shakespeare, my boy.

Say, Sam...

if I stayed the ni
ght here around the fire?

Come on.

It’s over here.

Well, I'll be...

These here are my food niches.

Quite a pad you have here, Sam.

Les pays trangers

[♪♪ plays melody on flute]

[Bando plays flute]

[Fearful squawks]

[Bando snores]

Bando.

Bando?

Bando!

Bando!

You going to a fire
or something?

but it doesn't quite
accommodate my legs.

[Bando whistling]

I just don't need anybody.

This is a good place
to fly Frightful.

[Frightful crying]

[harmonica and guitar
playing melody]

[song ends]

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

for some sugar.

Right now, all this
seems pretty dull.

for any sugar tomorrow.

we’re going
to make us some syrup.

Mm.

Yeah.

Here comes
your first pancake.

Not too many of those kind
among people nowadays.

Well, eat the rest of it.
Maybe you'll get used to it.

Here, you try.

[playing "Twinkle, Twinkle,
Little Star" in unison]

Again.

[song ends]

but now I was doing them myself.

[squawking]

Yeah, he's quite a character.

[guitar playing melody]

Yes, we shall meet another day ♪♪

[song ends]

Say, I could make some kind
of a fireplace thing.

It should stand up well to heat.

When are you going, Bando?

Oh, any day now.

Find me some new
strumming music, Sam.

doing it all myself.

Mail a letter for me?

so is good news
from a far country.

with any human animal.

She'’’s a great lady.

the whole change that’s going
come over this place.

[wind whistling]

You've got a great thing
going for you up here.

Thanks, Bando.

I hope you find
some new songs.

There’s always songs.

Well, so long now.
Keep in touch.

[mournful flute playing]

Everybody's leaving us,
Frightful.

being alone,
doing it... myself.

[squawking]

Hello, Mr. Otter.

Dried algae
for your dinner today?

How about that, huh?

Here you go, Mr. Otter.

We're going to make it.

Bando was right
about building that fireplace.

Hey, Gus, stop eating
up our old fireplace.

Anyway, I finally got something
that looks like a fireplace.

we’ll have us
a nice, warm home.

[snoring lightly]

You'll need a leather glove.

[harmonica and guitar
playing melody]

You lost, boy?

[breathing unevenly]

[coughs]

Air.

Air.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

The fireplace is using
up all our oxygen, Gus.

Now we won't suffocate.

Honest, he did.

I won't be gone long.

Hi

Did you, uh, manage to observe
those falcons at close range?

Then come on.

Wait till you see her
in the sky.

[Frightful crying]

Oh, she'’’s glorious.

Goodbye, Sam.
Goodbye, Miss Turner.

and I was glad
to talk to someone.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

[Henry Mancini's
"Baby Elephant Walk" playing]

Oh, sure.
I am.

and how to live
off it.

It's dying.

[Frightful crying]

Frightful.

[twig snaps]

She was my pet.

Yes, to be as deadly
as any g*n.

and with it... came the snow.

look so different,
so bare and desolate.

I really loved her,
and I need her.

and mountains and marshes,
as easily as the deer.

So bare and desolate.

Gus?

Gus?

Gu... [chittering]

[sighs deeply]

Gus.

I thought you’d run
off or something.

Hey, Gus,
want an algae ice cream cone?

Well, let's go up
and thaw it out.

Hi, you guys. Having fun?

Ew!

It decays as soon as the ice
is melted away from it.

because my breath fogs
up the mirror and the eyepiece.

Wonder what Pasteur
would have done.

millions of miles away.

Most of the animals
are hiding out from us.

[wind whistling]

[flute playing]

We’re snowed in.

We've gotta save our oxygen, Gus.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

[panting]

[breathing slowly]

BANDO:
Sam? Sam?

Sam, where are you?

Sam?
Sam, where are you?

I’m snowed in. Here. Here

BANDO:
You keep digging up.
I'm digging down to you.

That’s right,
you keep digging up.

I'll be right back.

Come on.
Come on there, Gus.

I was in that old tree for two days.

Oh, Bando.

Oh, that’s too bad.

to keep it growi
ng after it got cold.

Now, Sam, what did I tell you
about trusting me?

[guitar playing]

By the way, Sam, you got quite
a few people worried about you.

And I came because
of my experiments.

And I learned about survival.

I learned about myself.

That's quite a lot.
What now, Sam?

I've learned all I can here.

It's just time to go home.

By Saint Agnes fountain ♪♪

[song ends]

Sure thing, Sam.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

So long, Mr. Otter.
Keep in touch.

[falcon crying]

BANDO: Let's go, Thoreau.

[upbeat adventure theme playing]