The savage natives won't be friendly with the camera outfit. They capture Ann and offer her as a golden-haired sacrifice to the great King Kong. And he lifts her between two fingers, waves her to and fro, never really harms her, but causes the poor gal to shriek with terror. Don't know how she manages to be as brave as she is throughout the run of the film. We'd have passed out from dread of the horrible monster! Anyway, Driscoll, practically singlehanded, rescues Amy and, with the aid of gas bombs, the ship's crew dazes Kong, chains him and takes him back to New York to be exhibited at what looks something like Madison Square Garden.