The Night Riders of Tomkia (CBS)

From the heart of the jungle comes a savage cry of victory. This is Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle. Yes, it's Tarzan, brought to you by C.B.S. Lady Ol. Tarzan, the Black Corps of Dark Africa, land of enchantments, mystery, and violence, comes one of the most colorful figures of all time, transcribed from the immortal pen of Edgar Rice Burrough.

Tarzan, the brown, white son of the jungle. And now in the very words of Mr. Burrough's The story of the night writers of Pompion. This is the greatest camel we have, Maclin. Your orders are always followed explicitly.

Mikey was very... You can drop that mighty whilst there, eh, business, when the natives laugh about. Whatever you say, Mikey was hey. I don't know how I'll put up with you, Maclin. I do. Outside of your phonetical followers, I'm the only one who can point a finger at you.

You've got them hoodwink, but this is all a lot of hogwarts, so far as I'm concerned. A couple of hundred natives mounted on camels in wearing hooded masks to attack a broken down trading post, run by a few old men and a couple of puny, negative helpers.

Who are we trying to impress? We are not trying to impress anyone, Matt, when more than I have paid a resistance this time. But fair is the emotion that rules men. And if we display a force the government can't match, and the masks that no one can uncover, we will soon be the government.

We better get moving on our men. We'll reach the trading post before we do. Yes, let's hurry. We don't want to be late for the murder destruction and pillage, so perpetually executed by the night writers of Pompeia.