- Opening Title Card: Below the Equator, amongst those distant isles where the shadow of the white man's civilization is but a rumour, force and war still play their parts in the wooing of a maiden. Men of one island, like their fathers before them, still raid their neighbors when in search of wives.
- Male Islander: Come! - they have found the women!
- Male Islander: Go back! Spearmen are coming from the village! Leave the women! - - - return to the boat!
- Island boy: [laughs] Taro goes a-courting!
- Taro: [singing] This one is a great warrior! This one is a mighty hunter!
- Taro's Rival: Make ready for feast! I will get cocoanuts!
- Title Card: Back on the island of Tafoa, betrothal drums are already throbbing...