"Glass of double rum." "This here's a quiet cove." "Much company, mate?" "Not much, sir." " Who'd be the owner?" " My mother." " Where is your mother?" " In the town." " What's your name?" " Jim Hawkins." "Well, Jim, you seems a likely lad." "Ever notice a seafaring man alongside this here grog shop?" " Not many come out so far, sir." " None by the name of Captain William Bones?" "Bones, sir?" "No matter." "Fill 'er up." "Jim!" "Was it..." "Was it a one-legged man?" "No, sir." "But he had a terrible scar!" "Black Dog!" "When you sees Black Dog, you lay to it... the man with the one leg ain't far off." "Rum, Jim." "Fetch me rum." "I can't, Captain." "I promised Dr Livesy." "Oh, hang all doctors!" "Give me rum!" "No, Captain!" "Please, Captain Bones." "Doctor said it'd kill you!" "If you don't stop, I'll run to town for the doctor." "And the squire too." "Got to get me strength back, Jim." "Got to pull out of here." "Now, then, boy, take me to Captain Billy Bones... or I'll break your arm." "Straight to him, now." "March!" "Here's a friend for you, Bill." " It's Pew." " Pew as ever was, Bill." "Back with a gift from all your old shipmates." "Boy, take him by the wrist... and bring his hand close to mine." "And now that's done." "The black spot." ""Until dark."" "They come at dark." "I know what they're after, but they won't get it out of me." "What's rightful mine is mine." "I..." "Give me a hand, Jim." "We'll do that one-legged man yet!" "Captain!" "Captain!" "The old hulk's grounded, Jim." "Can't shove off." "Go and bring help." "And don't peach... and I'll go shares." "If..." "If them muttonheads that slipped me the black spot... gets here before you come back... they won't find that on me." "Skip now." "Luck, matey!" "Rouse out, mates!" "Horses comin'!" "Run for it!" "Here, sir." "Well, Livesy?" "Did his doomsday." "But he wasn't killed." "He died of shock, or rum." "I wonder what those rascals wanted of him." "I think I can tell you, Squire Trelawney." "Now he's dead, I can." "Odds, my life!" "Doctor!" "Flint's map." "How did you come by it, lad?" "Why, he gave it to me, sir, when he sent me for help." " He said I'd share." " Share what?" "You don't know?" "Pirate treasure, man!" "Flint's gold!" "Why, everybody knows of the ships Flint plundered." "That fellow must've been the only one who knew where the treasure was hid." "So that's what those scoundrels wanted..." "the map of Flint's Treasure Island!" "Latitude, longitude." "Crosses to mark the deposits." "Money to roll in!" "You're a trump, young Hawkins." "Mark my words, you will share." "Spy Glass Hill bearing south-southeast... to Finger Trunk Tree by Devil's Rock." "Thence two cables south..." " Go on, go on!" " Bear to larboard... due northeast to foot of White Crag, ten paces east..." "A chest of 700,000 pounds!" "My servants, Livesy." "Come in, Tom Redruth!" "Come in, Williams!" " They got away, sir." " They had a lugger tied up at Kitts Hole, sir." "Aye, you gave 'em a run for it, boys." "They'll not be back." "Thank you, John Redruth, thank you." "Uh, thank you, sir." "Shh!" "Mum's the word." "We'll take Redruth and Williams along." "Make sailors of them." "We'll have favourable winds, a quick passage... and gold enough to play duck and drake with ever after, eh, Hawkins?" "If you weren't so confounded exclamatory, Trelawney... we might understand you better." " Just what do you propose to do?" " Do?" "Fit out a ship!" "That's what I'll do!" "With a clue like this, by Christopher... we'll have Flint's treasure if it takes a year!" "Can't you feel the deck under your feet... and a good trade wind filling our sails?" "How preposterous." "A doctor can't go chasing across the world and leave his practice behind him." "Hang your practice." "I'm your practice." " Do you think I'd put to sea without a ship's doctor?" " Besides, it's a risky business." "We aren't the only ones who know of Flint's map." "Those fellows who ransacked this inn tonight are desperate men." "Surely you don't fear them, Livesy." "No." "There's only one man I'm afraid of." " Name the dog." " You, sir." "For you can't hold your tongue." "Why, confound you, Doctor." "I'm no tittle-tattle." "In adventure of this kind, I'd be silent as the grave." "Now, then, Hawkey." "Tomorrow I start for Bristol to find a ship." "Once you settle your affairs here, you and Jim can follow." " Jim?" " Aye, Hawkins." "You'll come." "You'll make a famous cabin boy, Hawkins!" "His mother may have something to say about that." "She'd listen to you, sir, if she knew you were going." "Until I've made up my own mind, I don't know what I could tell her." "Tell her that in three weeks' time..." "Three weeks?" "Two weeks." "Ten days!" ".." "Jim Hawkins will be sailing with the choicest crew... and the finest ship's doctor in all England." " Will you, sir?" " To be sure he will, boy!" "I'll wager my wig on it." "Dr Livesy!" "Dr Livesy!" "Look, Doctor." "It's Squire Trelawney!" "Admiral Trelawney, at least." "Livesy." "Ahoy!" "Ahoy!" "And Jim." "How did you two find the journey?" "Abominable roads." "The sea's the only high road for an Englishman." "Come here." "There she rides, Livesy... the good ship Hispaniola." " Beautiful, Trelawney!" "Beautiful!" " Stout too." "She'll bring back all the pirate gold that we can put aboard her!" " Shh!" "No talk of treasure in a public place." "I beg of you." " Aye, mum's the word." "Jim?" "Well, Jim, don't you want to eat, lad?" "If there's time before we sail, sir." " Sail, oh." " When do we sail?" "Better ask Captain Smollett." "Five days he's been selecting a crew." " Six men are all he's got to show for it." " Cautious, eh?" "Cautious?" "He pries through every seaman's past... like a judge at a quarter session." "When I threatened to step in, he told me to hire a sea cook." "So by Jove, I did hire a sea cook, right out of his own tavern." "Fellow by the name of Long John Silver." "I didn't waste my time poring over his credentials." "All the credentials I needed was a taste of his ham and his buttered eggs." "You can judge for yourself." " Top of the mornin', gentlemen." " Ahoy, John Silver." "Sit ye down, the tables are starving, if ye kindly will." "For you, sir, piping hot." "And this be for Dr Livesy." "Asking his pardon for being that familiar, but, uh..." "Squire has told me so much about the two of ye... it comes natural to call ye by name, it do." "And this will be young Master Hawkins, I'll be bound." "Hawkins..." "'Tis a proper seafaring name too." "You run your house well, my man, and you keep a good table too." "Thank ye kindly, sir." "It isn't often I see fruit in an English tavern for breakfast." "It's a rule of health I learned while sailing under the immortal Hawke." " Argh, rest him." " Did you hear that?" " Him, sailing under Hawke!" "...'59 at Colber and Day." "When you shipped with the admiral, you never took scurvy... from the salt pork and hardtack." "Not with a barrel of apples aboard for the men to chew on." "There's sense in that, Trelawney." "Something we could profit by." "And will, by gad." "There'll be apples on my ship too." "You favour the admiral yourself, Squire, if I may say so." "Why, you and he could make up your mind like that!" " Do I now?" " That ye do, sir." "I noticed it afore." "It wouldn't surprise me none to hear you say..." ""Heave up the anchor." "We sails on the hour."" "Can't sail without a crew." "With all the hemming and hawing that goes on... you'd think there wasn't an honest seaman to be had in Bristol." "I begs to differ, sir, if I may make so bold." "Why, there's a full cargo of my own shipmates... that sailed with Hawke right here in Bristol." "Sound men inside, if some of them was scarred... in the service of England." "And they with no pensions, neither." "Could a score of those foremost hands be had on short notice?" "Aye, sir, but they wouldn't be pretty enough for the modern taste." "Nowadays they picks the younger men by the cut of their jib... not the old ones for their experience." "Appearances be hanged!" "Silver, get me those men." "But it ain't a cook's place to muster no hands." "That's captain's work." "It's an owner's place, by the hokey." "If you can bring in a crew of your stouthearted lads come sundown..." "I for one will be greatly obliged." " Well, sir, if'tis owner's orders..." " Bully boy." "But I don't like to be pushin' athwart my betters... but I'll say this, sir..." "I know every seaman in these here parts like the palm of this hand." "Did you know Captain Billy Bones?" "Bones?" "Billy Bones?" "What ship did he sail in, matey?" "He was a pirate." "Lord love ye, lad." "Didn't you know that them that sailed with Admiral Hawke... had no speaking acquaintance with pirates?" "Lessen they boarded us." "Aye, Jim... you're the spitting image of me when I was your age." "Head full of pirates." "But he'll find, same as I... that the sea be mostly hard work." "And the biggest satisfaction a man gets is doing his duty." "Quite right, eh, Jim?" "Come, Livesy." "Shall we go aboard?" " But I just thought if he knew Billy Bones..." " 'Course you did." "Of course he did." "Beggin' your pardon, Squire." "Could ye spare me the lad today?" "I-I've more than my hands full puttin' me in shipshape and rounding' up a crew." " Sound idea." "You stay and lend him a hand, Jim." " But, sir..." "Don't fail me, Silver." "Livesy." "Come now, Jim, lad." "Time be wastin'." "Down there, matey." "Pieces of eight." "Pieces of eight." "Pieces of eight." "Pieces of eight." "Who hailed you, you old bumboat?" "Belay!" "Ain't you the pretty one!" "Swearing blue fire in front of a gentleman." "Living up to her name, she be." "Captain Flint, I calls her, after the famous buccaneer." "'Twas the pirates taught her to swear." "Now, if you want to know about pirates... just you ask Captain Flint." "Why she can..." "Well, blow me down for an old sea calf." ""Do you know any pirates?" Says you." ""Not on speaking terms," says I." "Yet here, under my nose, is Captain Flint." "I'll wager you can't make her talk." "Pirates, Captain Flint!" "Pirates!" "Pieces of eight." "Hello, boy." "Hello." "You're a smart one, Jim." "Smart as paint you are!" "'Tain't everyone can make that bird talk." "Hey there!" "Glass of double rum." "Black Dog!" "Stop him!" "Stop him!" "Cadey." "Run, catch him!" "No." "Not him." "Him!" " Who did you say he was?" " Black Dog." "He was one of the..." " He was one of the pirates." " One of them swabs?" "After him, all of ye!" "Run him down!" "And if you don't catch him, don't you come back!" "What was he doin' here, I'd like to know." "Sharks like him, they'll give my house a bad name." "What would the new landlord say?" "Why, he'd never set foot in the place again... now, would he?" "Black Dog, eh?" "I'll black dog him." "I never thought the day'd come I'd need this pistol... against them cutthroats." "Heavy ball and a light charge of powder... works best on a touchy little craft like this here." "Try the balance?" "See the engraving on the trigger guard?" "Solid silver." "Butler of London made that there side arm for Admiral Hawke." "And the Admiral, he give it to me for loyal service... aboard the old Portland." "Do ye..." "Do ye think you could shoot one?" " Oh, yes, sir." " All right, then." "You are a smart one." "I might've known you could handle a firearm." "Now, put it in your pocket and keep it there at half cock." "But don't go waving' it in the face of every man who asks for a glass of stout." " Oh no, Mr Silver." " But if you clamps your dead lights... on that there Black Dog again, repel boarders." " I know, sir." " And I knows a lad I can trust... while I'm out doin' my duty by Squire." "And when I come back, I'll have a crew, and you'll have a pistol." " You mean, to keep?" " That's my meaning, matey." "You've got the word of Long John Silver." " Shipmates." " Shipmates." "Boat alongside, sir." "Step lively there." "Get a move on." " Get up." "Get up with us." " Ahoy!" "Line up there." "All hands muster aft." "Long John Silver, reporting as ordered, sir." " I see you did it, Silver." " Like I said, Mr. Trelawney... they ain't pretty, but they knows the sea." "Picked up Hawke's old helmsman, we did." "And a boatswain what pipes man-o-war fashions." " Splendid, Silver." "Splendid!" " Heave to!" "Captain." "Well, Captain, here's your crew." "Would you care to have a word with them?" " Mr Arrow?" " Yes, sir." "Record the names and sailing records of every man-jack on board for entry into the log." " And clock your watches." " Aye, aye, sir." "Step forward there." "Step lively." "And now, sir, I'd like to have a word with you in the cabin, if I may." "And you, Doctor." "Snatch your gear and take it below." "Captain Smollett, here's to our speedy departure." "Thank you, sir." "Well, I have something on my mind... and at the risk of giving offence, I'd better speak plain." "I don't like this cruise, and I don't like the men." "Possibly, sir, you may not like your employer either." "Stay a bit, Trelawney." "No need for ill feeling till we hear the captain out." "I don't like secret voyages, Mr Trelawney, when the only secret kept... is the one in my sealed orders." "Everybody else about the town is saying we're headed for a treasure island... with a marked map to guide us." "Someone's been talking." "Well, I never breathed a word." "Livesy, have you?" "In my experience, and adventure of this kind may mean life or death... and a close run." "We may need a trustworthy crew." "Not one recruited by the ship's cook." "That ship's cook was acting under my orders, sir!" " Is the cook responsible for the ship's safety?" " Well, really!" "I..." "We're all concerned with the ship's safety, Captain." "As matters stand, what measures would you propose?" "Two." "The whereabouts of any treasure maps... to be kept strictly secret from myself and my mate, Mr Arrow." "The firearms removed from the forward hold and stored aft, here." "Surely you don't anticipate mutiny?" "If I did, I wouldn't put to sea at all." " The garrison arrangement's a sensible precaution." " That's fair enough, Trelawney." "Very well, if it'll get us out to sea." " Agreed then, sir." " Good." "Now, Captain." "You will find I'll do my duty." "Hang it, Livesy." "Why'd you take the fellow's part?" "Because I think our captain's a very conscientious man." "I find his conduct un-English." "Downright un-English." "Weigh anchor, Mr Arrow." "All hands on deck!" "Man the windlass!" "Fold the dropsail!" "Anchor's aweigh, sir!" "Aloft there." "Overhaul the buntline." "Well, Captain, what do you say about our crew now?" "Oh, they're seamen of sorts, sir." "A shade better than Lord Mayor's men, and no worse... than dock wallopers brought aboard by the press gang." " Mr Arrow, brace your foreyard!" " Aye, aye, sir." "Lee, fore brace!" "Avast!" "Avast!" " Mr Arrow." " Concealed weapon, sir." "Bring that man aft." " What's your name?" " George Merry, sir." "I suppose you sailed with Admiral Hawke too?" "Aye, sir." "Master gunner." "You brought your own cannon aboard." "Men accustomed to warfare do arm themselves." "Not when engaged on peaceful, commercial enterprise." "Any further offence, 12 lashes!" "And that goes for all the fo'c'sle hands." " See to it, Mr Arrow." " Aye, aye, sir." "Dismissed." " I'll have to turn mine in too." " Here." " You ain't let no one see it, have ye?" " No, sir." "Then It would go hard with Long John if you was to turn it in now." " But why?" " Well, here's a captain with a suspicious turn of mind... and here's Long John handing out firearms... to an able-bodied seaman like yourself." "But I'd do no harm with it." " Would you keep it out of sight?" " Yes, sir." "You ain't given to rum drinking, are ye?" "Oh, no, sir." "Nor quarrelsome, like some I could name?" "I don't want no mate peachin' on me." " You shouldn't have crossed him, George." " Now he can take away our rum ration." " You knows his reputation." " And drink it all himself." "Why did you give him the chance, then?" "You heard the orders." "Seamen knives is all, and them in full sight." "Well, Israel Hands, here's one he don't get." "Ain't that a beauty, now." "Why, a knife like that'd bring down a gull." "Devil burn ye, John Silver, and don't think ye come that over me." "Time you learn, George Merry, just who is captain... aboard this here commercial enterprise." "A captain's was a captain wouldn't have that mate around... sticking his nose into fo'c'sle business." "You lay a finger on Mr Arrow, and you'll answer to me." "Mr Arrow be a friend of Long John Silver's... and I plans to take care of him." "Be that clear, George Merry?" "You know, matey, if you and me was worth our salt... we'd think out a way to sweeten Mr Arrow's disposition." "I knows what'll do him." " Plum duff." " Oh, my mother made that!" "Tasted proper on a cold night, didn't it?" "Did, uh..." "Did your mother ever put a drop of rum in it?" "Good and strong, so the smell went up your nose." "Aye, it's too bad we ain't got none." "Plum duff ain't no better than bilge water without rum." " Can't you get rum for cooking?" " And have Captain suspect me of sneaking double grog?" "I could ask Squire for some." " Without Captain knowing?" " I'm sure I could." "Blow me down, so ye could." "You have an egress and regress to the gentlemen in the cabin... but, uh, can you keep that many secrets?" " Aye, aye, sir." " Argh, you're a good 'un, Jim." "I seen that from the start." "A- yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum" "Starboard watch on deck!" "Starboard watch on deck!" "Starboard watch on deck!" "Mr Arrow?" "Could ye spare a minute afore you go topside again?" "Plum duff." "I made it special for you, sir." "And that's what gives it the flavour." "Sweeten to suit your taste." "Right there, you big monkey." "You'll need your sea legs up there tonight, sir." "Have ye forgot, George?" "I'm the one what's taking care of Mr Arrow." "And it shall be entered in the log... that Mr Arrow, mate on the Hispaniola... was washed overboard in a storm on the night of May 14... and his body not recovered for burial." "Unto Almighty God we commend the soul of our brother departed... and commit his body to the deep." "Amen." "Do you think we'll ever sight land again?" " We will." " When?" " Oh, there are signs." " What signs?" "Sailors' vapours, mostly." "Crew always gets quarrelsome towards the end of a voyage... when all the beer's gone and the water keg's crawling... and all you've got left is salt pork and boiled beans... and-and boiled beans and salt pork." "There's a few apples left." "And when the last apple's et, we'll sight land." " Then I'm going to eat 'em all up." " Good." " Hey, fetch me one." " Aye, aye, sir." " What do you think, George?" " We can take this ship right now." " Then what are we waiting for?" " That's what I wants to know." "Since me and Norton joined you, the only crew left... on Captain's side is Gray and Joyce and Hunter." "And I say, cut their throats!" "And I say there'll be no killing till I give the word." "What's come over you, John?" "When you were sailing with Flint, it was cut and rip." "John's gone too genteel for bloodletting." "You thickheaded swab!" "Who got rid of Arrow so quiet that no one suspected?" "Not even young Hawkins, who brought be the rum for the job." "And who'll get ye firearms in the same way when the time comes?" "Nobody's crossing you, John, but we still would like to know what we're waitin' for." "We're waiting while a first-class navigator like Captain Smollett... sails this here bumboat to our destination." "We can steer a course, but who's to set one?" "You'll get plenty of cut and rip when the time comes." "But until I gives the signal, lay to." "Well, we'll wait, but it won't be easy." "Well, I want some pickles and wine and a mouthful of rum, I do." "When a thirst is on ye... bite into a pippin real savage." " It staves off the desire." " Land ho!" "Land ho!" "Long John Silver." "I just can't believe it." "I'd never have questioned his loyalty." "Everything he told us was a lie." "I've been a fool, sir." "You're not the only one, lad." "Captain Smollett, I own myself an ass." " You were right, I was wrong." " No more wrong than I, Squire." "I'm the man that signed Scully and Norton... and they've turned against me." "Precious few of us left now." "Counting Joyce, Gray, Hunter..." "Redruth, Williams, that makes us eight... nine." "Nine against 20..." "pretty heavy odds." "We have all the firearms." "Can't we surprise them?" "That's my plan when I get them all ashore." " Did Silver give any hint when he meant to start the mutiny?" " No, sir." "Well, here's my view." "We've got time ahead of us, at least till we find the treasure." "Yes, but can Silver keep his men in check that long?" "If he can hold them back for 24 hours..." "I'll have every one of the mutinous dogs in irons." "Well, here's our course." "Lay to... and give them no cause for alarm, otherwise they'd strike at once." "In the meantime, we'll arm the faithful hands and keep a sharp lookout for them." "If you hear any murmurs against Silver, report to me." "Jim warned us once." "I wonder if he could do it again." "Jim, could you play a part you don't feel... keep your ears open, and stay friends with Silver?" "Stay friends with him?" "Yes, sir." "I'll stay friends with him." "'Tis a sweet spot for a young lad ashore." "You'll climb trees and hunt goats, you will." "And when you've a mind to do a bit of exploring'... just you ask ol'John, and he'll put up a bit of grub for ye to take along." "What's come over ye, lad?" "Cat got your tongue?" "All hands." "Any of you seen that land before?" "I have, sir." "I, uh..." "I was cook on a trader that watered here." " Where's the anchorage?" " Yonder, sir, through that inlet." "Can it be entered at low tide?" "There's a kind of passage been dug there... in a manner of speaking, by nature." "You give me a strong pull with a long boat, sir... and I'll guide her in like a lamb." "Good." "Stand by to lower the boats." "Can I come along in the boat?" " Er, Captain Smollett?" " Yes?" "Young Hawkins here wants to try his hand on a tiller." "Permission granted." "Now that we've got here, what are we waiting for?" "We're waiting till I decide the time be right." "Be that plain enough, George Merry?" "Lower away." " You're to have the helm, ain't you?" " Aye." " See Redruth on guard there?" " Aye." "When I give ye the signal, jump on him so's we can rush the aft cabin... and get them muskets." "Cast off your forward lines." "Stand by to weigh anchor." "Five fathoms!" "Good anchorage here, sir." " Ready to drop anchor." " Aye, aye, sir." " Rush him!" " Boys, get on deck fast!" "Belay!" "Lay to!" "Get below, you scum." "Double quick." "Get down." "Get down." "Get down." " Lash down the hatch." " Now we're for it." "Cast off the lines and pull for the shore." "Lively!" "None of that, my men." "Turn about." "Come alongside." "Fire that musket, and I cuts his throat." "Merry, you blundering squid." "Can you hear me?" "Aye, I hear ye." "Lie low till a treaty be made." "And this time, follow orders." "As for you, Mr Smollett, I'll give ye one hour... to send a boat ashore with Flint's map... and give yourself up to Mr Merry." "So be it if you want to see young Hawkins alive." "Pull for the shore." "Lively!" "By Jove, sir, we've got to save that boy." "Now then, matey, don't ye take it so hard." "Why, it is lucky you came along... or old John here, he... he'd have had nothing to bargain with." "But that don't mean I'd harm a hair of your little head." "Liar!" "You let go of me." "There, now, see?" "Here, here!" "Come back here." "Come here, you." "After him, you swabs." "Come on!" "Go on!" "Go on!" "Come on!" "There he goes." "After him!" "After him!" " Which way, Scully?" " Pipe down." "I thought I heard him." "A hang good job of sighting you did!" "He must have doubled back." "Beat to the woods, mates." "After him!" "No, no, no, no." "Don't shoot." "You wouldn't harm Ben Gunn?" "Poor Ben Gunn, I am." "And I haven't spoke with a Christian... these five years." "Five years!" "Were you shipwrecked?" "Nay, mate." "Marooned." "Tell me, mate, would that be Flint's ship?" "No, Flint's dead." "The master of that ship's... a gentleman, Captain Smollett." ""Gentleman," says you." ""Flint's men," says I." " I've seen 'em." " Some of them are Flint's men, but they got aboard by a trick." "Is there a man with one leg among 'em?" " Long John Silver." " Nay, if you were sent by him..." "I'm as good as pork, and I knows it." "No, you don't understand." "He's trying to take me as hostage." "I hate John Silver." ""And fear him too," says you." "Everybody feared Flint's quartermaster." "It was him has marooned me here." "I ain't had a mouthful of Christian diet... these five years." "Marooned five years!" "And lived on goats and berries." "Many is the night..." "I dreamed of cheese, uh, toasted, mostly." "You wouldn't have a rind of cheese about you, would you, now?" "There's cheese by the hundredweight aboard ship." "Now, if you could help me row a long boat..." ""Boat," says you." ""Ben Gunn's your man," says I." "What might ye call yourself, mate?" " Jim." " Jim." "Jim." "Well, now, Jim... you just follow Ben Gunn." "A little more west, sir." "There it is." "With that stockade... as a base for our operations ashore... we stand a better chance of rescuing that boy." "That's all." "Keep a sharp watch, one stem, the other stern." " You'll be relieved in good time." " Let us out of here, you dogs!" "Don't be afraid of those bilge rats... but don't underestimate them either." "Shove off." "Made it with me own hands out of bamboo and goatskins, mostly." ""And a trim little craft," says you." " Will she hold us both?" " That she will." ""But first," says you, "we'll see if the coast is clear of Flint's men."" "No sign of'em." "Look!" "The jolly boat!" "They're coming for you!" "Let us out of here, you dogs!" " Open up!" " Open up!" "It's warm!" "Let us out of here!" "Out of here!" "Open the hatches!" "Come on." "Let us out of prison!" " Come on." "Let us..." " Stop that, or I fires." " Break!" " Break!" "Break!" " Pull, boys." "Pull for the shore." " Break!" " Break!" " Stop that!" "Blast away!" "Blasted!" "Aye!" "Ahoy there." "Now we'll all be marooned." "Aye, we can give that captain a proper welcome ashore." "Avast." "Pay no heed to them." "Make for the ship." "We want them muskets." " Captain Smoll..." " No, no, matey." " Do you want John Silver to hear us?" " But Captain won't know where I went." "No need to." "Ben Gunn knows where your captain's headed for." "There be your friends, sure enough." "Come on." "Come along." "If your captain wants to see Ben Gunn... tell him to come tonight, alone... to the top of Spy Glass Hill." " I'll tell him." " And tell him... them as hides can find, and them as finds can hide!" "Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum" "Give me the full one, George." "Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum" " Changed your quarters, have ye, George?" " Aye." "I took the ship for you, didn't I?" " I can't remember asking ye." " You said when the time was right." "Clap him in irons." "Clap him in irons!" "I'll carry out your orders, John, but I'm speakin' in open council... for you to give George Merry another chance." "George here ain't the one to lay plans, but if you aims... to take this stockade... well, George is a good man in a fight." "Too good to be rotting down below." " That's right, John." " That's right, John." "That's very civil spoke, Israel Hands." "And now we'll put it to Mr Merry... if I'm to take any more of his sauce." " I'm with ya, Captain." " Aye, aye, Captain." " Aye, aye, sir." "All right, then." "If I'm captain, then this is orders." "All hands ashore except Israel and Haggott here." "The two of you remain on board and guard the ship." " Aye, aye, sir." " If you're in trouble, you can signal me by firing the cannon." " Aye, aye, sir." " And when you're doing sentry, though... just ease off a point on the rum." "Hear that, Haggott?" "Now, which is it, drink or fight?" " Fight!" "Fight!" " Fight!" "Fight!" "Then would you say, Jim, from what you saw of this Ben Gunn, is he sane?" "Well, uh, yes, I shouldn't wonder." "A man who's been biting his nails for years on a desert island... can't be expected to appear as sane as you or I." "Why did he want you to come after dark, Captain?" "Safety, of course." "But frankly, I've no craving for his company." "If he knows as much about the island as he says he does, I may pay him a visit." "Later, perhaps." "Right now, we may expect visitors ourselves." " Can you load, Jim Hawkins?" " Yes, sir." "Good." "When they come, we must have their rations ready." "Let them come, by Jove." "They'll find me ready... once I've had my brandy." " Quarters!" " Flag of truce!" "Hold your positions." "I'll go and have a look." "Flag of truce!" " What do you want with your flag of truce?" " Captain Silver to come aboard and make terms." "Captain Silver?" "Who's he?" "Me, sir." "These poor lads here... have chosen me captain after your desertion, sir." "My man, I've got no desire to talk to you." "But if you want to talk to me, you can come aboard." "There'll be no treachery, unless it's on your side." "The word of a gentleman be good enough for Long John." "It may be a trick." "Gray, Joyce, Hunter, keep stations!" "That's far enough." "Sit down." "Very well, sir, but one of you'll have to give me a leg up again." "A sweet, pretty place you have here, to be sure." "And there's Jim." "How be my little matey?" "And Squire and Doctor." "My service to ye, gentlemen." "If you've anything to say, you'd better say it." "You're right, Captain." "Well, the long and the short of it be this." "I want Flint's map, and I can risk half my crew to get it." "But that ain't Captain Silver's way." ""Try reasoning first," says I." "I never was one to see poor seamen shot down needless like." "You are not in Parliament yet, John Silver." "Come to the point." "You're a good man, Doctor." "I've never seen a better." "And I'd hate to see the likes of you... skewered on the end of a pike." "So here be my terms." "You give us that there map... and you can stay here and keep your lives." "We'll divide stores with ye, man to man... and I gives you my affidavit to stop the first ship I sight... and send 'em here to pick you up." " Your word, Silver?" " Handsomer you couldn't ask." "And I hopes all gentlemen present will over all my words... for what be said to one be said to all." " Is that all?" " Every last word, by thunder!" "Very good." "Now hear my terms." "If you come up here, one by one, unarmed..." "I'll engage to clap you all in irons... and take you home to a fair trial in England." "You can't find the treasure." "You can't sail a ship." "And your cowardly scum can't fight." "Now, bundle out of here, double quick." " Give me a hand up, will ye?" " Not I." "Who'll give me a hand, I say." "So be it!" "But 'fore an hour's out... you'll be begging help from me." "Them that die'll be the lucky ones!" "Truce be over!" "Cutlasses, you swabs!" " They've opened fire here from the east." " They'll board from all sides at once." "Slash them down!" "Burn 'em, boys, burn 'em!" "Burn 'em, you swabs." "Musket." "Out, lads." "Fight in the open." "Keep those muskets loaded." "Here." "Cut that captain down!" "They're on the run." "Take cover before they reload." "Come back here, you lubberly Turks." "Oh, for ten toes!" " Quick, Doctor!" " Bar the door." "Jim, my case." "My case." "Think they'll attack again?" "I don't know, Jim." "It's hard to foresee the end of this." "Jim, take this map." "I want you to have it." "Just a precaution." "It's yours by right, you know." "And if the worst comes to the worst... don't hesitate to buy your life with it." "Water." " How many of them fell?" " Five or six at least, that I know of." "Better odds now." "They won't drive us out of here in a hurry." " They may not try to." " Why not?" "At flood time tomorrow, nothing's to hinder them... from bringing the ship close in shore." "Once within cannon range, they could level this fort." " By Jove, I hadn't thought of that." " Will they think of it?" "Silver might, blast him!" "They've got all the boats." "Otherwise, we could slip out... cut the hawser, and the ship might beach herself." " I could swim for it, sir." " Can't spare you." "Just nuisance firing, that's all." "You heard what he said!" "Ease off a point on the rum!" " No, you don't." " But I want my ration... and none of your sour looks neither." "Stand clear of that rum." "You'll get no more till we're relieved." "And if you don't keep off it..." "I'll fire that cannon and get a proper watch aboard." " Oh, will ya?" " Yeah!" "So it was you had Flint's map." " Not another step." " Jim." "Jim." "I reckon I'll have to strike my colours." "That comes hard from a master mariner... to a... to a ship's younker like you, Jim." "But you're like Silver said... smart as paint." "One more step, Mr Hands, and I'll blow your brains out." "Now, now, matey." "Matey." "Dr Livesy?" "Dr Livesy." "Doctor?" "Matey." "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" " Pipe down!" " Aye, 'tis the cabin boy." "Someone's pinked him, for certain." "Blood poisoning, I shouldn't doubt." "Save me cutting your throat, you little swab." " Avast, George Merry." " Avast, is it?" "Little matey, is it?" "Maybe a touch of this here would show Master Hawkins which side he were on." "And some others I could name." "Maybe you thought you was captain here." "Fetch the water bucket!" "I don't have to be captain to know my rights." "And asking' your pardon, this here crew would lay a sight more confidence... in a captain as allowed us our say about enemy prisoners." "Prisoners be one thing, hostages another." "We has the ship." "We has the fort." "What good is a hostage, and him bad hurt?" "Why, you knot head." "With him bad hurt, they'll part with the map to save his life." "We'll hoist the flag of truce and hail that doctor." "Or would any man jack of ye... care to give me an argument to the contrary?" "So that's your sort, is it?" "You're great hands to talk, you are." "But when it comes to fighting', that boy there... be a better man than any two of you." "Before this crew takes any more orders from you, Long John... we claims our rights to step outside for a council." " According to rules." " Aye." " Let's go, council." "You!" "What are you doing here?" "Doctor?" "Squire?" "They gave us the slip last night, matey." "When we walked in here, they was gone." "Now you lay still." "You're going to be cared for proper." "Old John will fetch that doctor here." "Flag of truce!" "Ahoy!" "Doctor?" "We have Jim Hawkins!" "Ahoy!" "Doctor!" "Ahoy!" "Step up, lad." "I won't hurt no member of a deputation." "The black spot!" "Well, shiver my timbers." "What be this?" "This here was cut from a Bible." " What fool's cut a Bible?" " What did I say?" " "No good'll come of that," I said." " Was it you, Job Anderson?" "Now Job can say his prayers." "He's had his slice of luck, Job has." " Cut a Bible!" "You'll all swing now." " Belay that talk, John Silver." "This crew has tipped you the black spot in full council." "The rules is, you turn it over in duty bound, and see what's wrote there." "Thank ye, George." "You always was brisk for business." ""Deposed." And very pretty wrote." "Your handwriting, George?" "You're getting quite a leading hand in this here crew." "You'll be captain next, I shouldn't wonder." "You can't fool this crew no more, John Silver." "Step down off your perch and vote." "John Silver!" "There'll be no voting till the business of this here map be disposed of." "Till then I'm still captain, and your black spot ain't worth a biscuit." "Map or no map, we ain't giving' up no hostage till we lays hands on the treasure itself." "Am I right, mates?" " Aye." "Aye." " How ye going to find that treasure without the map?" "Silver!" " John Silver!" " Top o' the morning, Doctor." "Will ye come aboard and take a look at young Hawkins's wound?" "No more of your tricks, Silver." "If Jim Hawkins is there, bring him out." "You want to see that doctor, don't ye, Jim?" "If I take ye as far as the stockade... will you give me your affidavit not to slip your cable?" " Word of honour?" " Word of honour." " Right, men." "Stand by here while I parlays with him." "And keep a sharp lookout on all sides." "I'll keep a weather eye out for a man what's trying... to get a foot in each camp, and he with only one leg." "You'd better come back with that map and the hostage, Captain Silver!" "Doctor!" "Steady, lad." "Steady, Jim." "Aye, he's had a rum go of it, sir." " Taking to knifing boys, eh, Silver?" " Not me, sir." "Why, if it hadn't been for Long John, he'd have had his throat cut." "Bite hard on that bullet, Jim." "This will have to be opened." "You could cut my good leg off'fore I'd raise a finger against that there lad." "Why, when he comes crawling into the fort half dead, I says to myself..." ""You've got to save that dear boy, John."" "Captain would wish it, Squire would wish it and you'd wish it." "So Captain Silver is minded to join us again, eh?" "I'll be honest and open with you, as I always am." "When I climbed the fort and seen the Hispaniola... flying that Union Jack, I knew I'd been taught a lesson... by my betters." "I thinks gold dust of this dear boy." "I've took to him like pitch." "You'd have killed me yourself if you'd had that map." "But you'll not get it." "I'd die first." "You're a might late to talk of dying." "No, old John, he ain't human, he ain't." "He didn't care about saving his little matey's life, not him." " All he wanted was this here map." " Very well." "You have the map." "But what good is the treasure without a ship to haul it?" "And what good be a ship if'tis only to haul me to execution, Doc?" "I be no coward, Doctor, but the thought of them there gallows gives me the shakes." "Now, if I was to save young Hawkins's life... do ye think ye could save mine into the bargain?" " You save him?" " I could guard the boy... while I plays at treasure hunting with them scum." "But they'll not give him up till they sees the treasure dug." "Now, wouldn't that warrant a good word to the captain?" " I want to speak with the boy alone." " Speak and welcome... and-and make a note of that, too, but go on with your doctoring while you talks." "One false move, and they'll fire." "Jim, I don't know how you managed to save us that ship." " But I lost the map." " The map's not important to us now, but your safety is." "So you're not going back to those fellows." "Now, listen carefully." "I'll make a quick break to draw their fire." "The moment I do, you fall flat." "Then before they've time to reload, you're up and running and we both head for the woods." "Right?" " I can't!" " Why not?" " I gave Long John my word." "They'd have killed me if it hadn't been for him." "Perhaps you're right, Jim." "Silver!" "I want to give you one piece of advice." "Stay close to that boy, and this I promise you:" "If we get out of this wolf trap alive..." "I'll do my best to save you, short of perjury." "You couldn't say more, not if you was my mother." "Heaven forbid!" "Good luck, Jim." "Ha, ha!" " It's the map!" " By Jove, he's got it!" "And now, by thunder, I resign." "Elect anyone you please to be your captain." "I've done with ye." " No, no!" " John Silver for me, yeah!" "Take it back, George Merry, and tear it up." "Put it back in the good book, mate." "Poor roving seamen, the likes of you... needs every scrap of scripture he can get." "Mind what I say, Master Hawkins... and don't try to fly the coop again." "Appearances, matey, appearances." "March now, you little spritsail." "To Finger Trunk Tree by Devil's Rock... bearing a point to the north of north-northeast." "There she be!" "Come on!" "Hey!" "Now, who might that be?" "He were a seaman, all right." " Leastways, this be good sea cloth." " Like enough." "You wouldn't look to find a bishop here." " What did he die of, I want to know?" " He died of Flint's hand... as did five other men Flint took ashore." "That would be Darby McGraw." " Mind old Darby, Morgan?" " Aye, I mind him." "Owed me money, he did." "I don't like the way he's stretched out." "Ain't natural." "Ain't nice." "I've a notion." "Where's that map?" "As I thought." "Right in line!" "By thunder!" "It makes me go cold inside to think of Flint." "This one he hauled here and laid down by compass... to point the way to the doubloons." "Fetch ahead now!" "Ah!" "There it is!" "Where is it?" "It's gone!" "Gone?" "Dig!" "Rip it up, you swabs!" "Stand by for trouble." "One dirty guinea!" "There's your 700,000 pounds!" "Hardly worth dividing, is it, George?" "So you did make a bargain with the doctor!" "Look at his face, mates!" "You can see it wrote on his face!" "Be you standing for captain again?" " Dr Livesy!" " Jim, are you all right?" "Thank ye kindly, Doctor." "You came in the nick of time... for Hawkins and..." "Ben Gunn." "How do, Mr Silver?" ""Pretty well, I thank ye," says you." "Ah, Ben, to think 'twas you that done me." ""What happened to Flint's gold?" says you." ""Ben Gunn's cave," says I." "Them as hides can find, Mr Silver." ""But not when them that finds... has hid it," says I." "John Silver!" "Now what have you got to say for yourself?" "Well, sir, uh, by your leave, sir..." "John Silver's come back to do his duty." "And happy I am to think, sir... that I had some small hand in saving young Master Hawkins... when he was within half a plank of death." "And does that clear you of the crime of mutiny?" "Please, sir, he did save my life." "Jim's right." "Silver kept his side of the bargain." "Then you're both free to testify on his behalf." "He'll have a fair trial in England." "Squire Trelawney, while the doctor's helping me down to the beach..." "I suggest you get a load aboard the ship." "Take John Silver along and put him in irons." "Aye, aye, sir." "Now, then, Silver, none of your monkey shines." "Jim, lad, would ye do a favour for your old shipmate?" "Would ye take Captain Flint?" "I've tried caging her before... but this old bird, she can't abide a prison." "There ain't much in nature as can." "I couldn't, Long John." "I'd like it... but I fear she'd just remind me..." "Well, no matter, though I'd dearly love... to leave you a trinket to a lad I..." "I respect." "All right, Silver, enough of that." "Beggin' your pardon, Squire, you should caulk her... while she's heeled over." "Jump now, and swim for it." "And you, too, Squire." "Why, if you think that you..." "If I may make so bold, sir..." "I'll borrow your boat, but I ain't taking' you to Jamaica." " Lively, now!" " You monster!" " Heads up!" "I can't swim so far!" " My service to you, Squire." "Might be as you care to float." "Belay!" "You steer me a true course through the channel... and I'll put ye off on yon spit of land." "Hey!" "Hey there, avast!" " Shove me off!" " I'll take no orders from you." "You put me on here." "Now you'll shove me off... or by the powers, you'll get what I gave George Merry." " Hurry, Livesy!" " Coming, Squire." "Shoulder to it, Jim." "That's it!" "Shove her nose out." "Thank ye, Jim." "I might have known... you'd never let 'em hang your old shipmate." "Pull out." "Pull back." "Overhaul him." "Harder." "Ah, well, the sharks may do for him yet." "Goodbye, matey!" "Good luck to ye!" "Blast him." "I could almost find it in my heart to hope he makes it." "Glass of double rum." "This here's a quiet cove." " Much company, mate?" " Not much, sir." " Who'd be the owner?" " My mother." " Where is your mother?" " In town." "Hmm." " What's your name?" " Jim Hawkins." "Jim, you seems a likely lad." "Ever notice a seafaring man alongside this grog shop?" "Not many come out so far, sir." "None by the name of Captain William Bones?" "Bones, sir?" "No matter." "Fill 'er up." "Jim!" "Was it a one-legged man?" "No, sir." "But he had a terrible scar!" "Black Dog!" "When you sees Black Dog, you lay to it... the man with the one leg ain't far off." "[Coughing] Rum, Jim." " Fetch me rum." " I can't, Captain." "I promised Dr Livesey!" "Oh, hang all doctors!" "Give me rum!" "No, Captain!" "Please, Capt. Bones." "Doctor said it'd kill you!" "If you don't stop, I'll run to town for the Doctor... and the Squire, too." "Got to get my strength back, Jim." "Got to pull out of here." "Now then, boy, take me to Capt. Billy Bones... or I'll break your arm." "Straight to him, now." "March!" "Here's a friend for you, Bill." " It's Pew." " Pew as ever was, Bill." "Back with a gift from all your old shipmates." "Boy, take him by the wrist... and bring his hand close to mine." "And now that's done." "The black spot." ""Until dark."" "They come at dark." "I know what they're after, but they won't get it out of me." "What's rightful mine is mine." "Give me a hand, Jim." "We'll do that one-leg man yet." "Captain!" "Captain!" "The old hulk's grounded, Jim." "Can't shove off." "Go and bring help." "Don't peach... and I'll go shares." "If them muttonheads that slipped me the black spot... gets here before you come back... they won't find that on me." "Skip now." "Good luck, matey!" "Rouse out, mates!" "Horses comin'!" "Run for it!" "[Gunshots]" "Here, sir." "Well, Livesey?" "Did his doomsday." "But he wasn't killed." "Died of shock, or rum." "I wonder what those rascals wanted of him?" "I think I can tell you, Squire Trelawney." "Now that he's dead, I can." "Odds, my life!" "Doctor!" "Flint's map." "How did you come by it, lad?" "He gave it to me when he sent me for help." " He said I'd share." " Share what?" "You don't know?" "Pirate treasure!" "Flint's gold!" "Everybody knows of the ships Flint plundered." "That fellow must've been the only one who knew where the treasure was hid." "So that's what those scoundrels wanted, the map of Flint's Treasure Island!" "Latitude, longitude, crosses to mark the deposits." "Money to roll in!" "You're a trump, young Hawkins." "Mark my words, you will share." "Spy Glass Hill... bearing south, southeast to Finger Trunk Tree... by Devil's Rock, thence two cables south..." " Go on, go on!" " Bear to larboard... due northeast to foot of White Crag, ten paces east..." "A chest... of 700,000 pounds!" "[Knock on door]" "My servants, Livesey." "Come in, Tom Redruth!" "Come in, Williams!" " They got away, sir." " They had a lugger tied at Kitts Hole." "Aye, you gave 'em a run for it, boys." "They'll not be back." "Thank you, John Redruth, thank you." "Thank you, sir." "Shh!" "Mum's the word." "We'll take Redruth and Williams along." "Make sailors of them." "We'll have favourable winds, a quick passage... and gold enough to play duck and drake with ever after." " Eh, Hawkins?" " If you weren't... so confounded exclamatory... we might understand you better." " Just what do you propose to do?" " Do?" "Fit out a ship!" "With a clue like this, by Christopher... we'll have Flint's treasure if it takes a year!" "Can't you feel the deck under your feet..." " a good trade wind filling our sails?" " How preposterous!" "A doctor can't go chasing across the world and leave his practice behind." "Hang your practice." "I'm your practice." " Do you think I'd put to sea without a ship's doctor?" " Besides, it's a risky business." "We aren't the only ones who know of Flint's map." "The fellows who ransacked this inn are desperate men." "Surely you don't fear them, Livesey." "No." "There's only one man I'm afraid of." " Name the dog." " You, sir." "For you can't hold your tongue." "Confound you, Doctor." "I'm no tittle-tattle." "In adventure of this kind, I'd be silent as the grave." "Tomorrow I start for Bristol to find a ship." "Once you settle your affairs here..." " you and Jim can follow." " Jim?" "Aye, Hawkins." "You'll come." "You'll make a famous cabin boy." "His mother may have something to say about that." "She'd listen to you, sir, if she knew you were going." "Until I've made up my own mind..." "I don't know what I could tell her." "Tell her that in 3 weeks' time... 2 weeks..." "10 days..." "Jim Hawkins will be sailing with the choicest crew... and the finest ship's doctor in all England." " Will you, sir?" " Sure he will." "I'll wager my wig on it." "Dr Livesey." "Look, Doctor." "It's Squire Trelawney!" "Admiral Trelawney, at least." "Livesey." "Ahoy!" "Ahoy!" "And Jim." "How did you two find the journey?" "[Dr Livesey] Abominable roads." "[Trelawney] The sea's the only high road for an Englishman." "Come here." "There she rides, the good ship Hispaniola." "Beautiful, Trelawney!" " Beautiful!" " Stout, too." "She'll bring back all the pirate gold... that we can put aboard her." " No talk of treasure in a public place." " Aye, mum's the word." "Jim?" "[Whistling]" "Don't you want to eat, lad?" "If there's time before we sail." " Sail, oh." " When do we sail?" "Better ask Capt. Smollett." "Five days he's been selecting a crew." "Six men is all he's got to show for it." " Cautious?" " He pries through every seaman's past... like a judge at a quarter session." "When I threatened to step in... he told me to hire a sea cook, so by Jove, I did." "Right out of his own tavern." "Fellow by the name of Long John Silver." "I didn't waste my time poring over his credentials." "All I needed was a taste of his ham and eggs." "You can judge for yourself." "Top o' the mornin', gentlemen." "Ahoy, John Silver." "Sit ye down, the tables are starving, if ye kindly will." "For you, sir, piping hot." "And this be for Dr Livesey." "Asking his pardon for being that familiar, but..." "Squire has told me so much about the two of ye... it comes natural to call ye by name." "And this will be young Master Hawkins." "Hawkins... 'tis a proper seafaring name, too." "You run your house well, and keep a good table, too." "Thank ye kindly, sir." "'Tisn't often I see fruit in a tavern for breakfast." "It's a rule of health I learned while sailing under the immortal Hawke." "Did you hear that?" "Him, sailing under Hawke!" "When you shipped with the admiral... you never took scurvy from the salt pork and hardtack." "Not with a barrel of apples aboard." "There's sense in that." "Something we could profit by." "And will, by gad." "There'll be apples on my ship, too." "You favour the admiral yourself, Squire, if I may say so." "You and he could make up your mind like that!" " Do I now?" " Ye do, sir." "I noticed it before." "It wouldn't surprise me none to hear you say..." ""Heave up the anchor." "We sail on the hour."" "Can't sail without a crew." "With all the hemming and hawing that goes on... you'd think there wasn't an honest seaman in Bristol." "I beg to differ, sir... if I may make so bold." "There's a full cargo of my own shipmates... that sailed with Hawke... right here in Bristol." "Sound men inside... if some was scarred in the service of England." "And they with no pensions, neither." "Could a score of those hands be had on short notice?" "Aye, but they wouldn't be pretty enough for the modern taste." "Now they pick the younger men by the cut of their jib... not the old ones for their experience." "Appearances be hanged!" "Silver, get me those men." "It ain't a cook's place to muster no hands." "That's captain's work." "It's an owner's place, by the hokey." "If you can bring in a crew of your stouthearted lads come sundown..." "I will be greatly obliged." " Well, if'tis owner's orders..." " Bully boy." "I don't like to be pushin' athwart my betters... but I'll say this..." "I know every seaman in these here parts like the palm of this hand." "Did you know Capt. Billy Bones?" "Bones?" "Billy Bones?" "What ship did he sail in, matey?" "He was a pirate." "Lord love ye, lad." "Didn't you know that them that sailed with Admiral Hawke... had no speaking acquaintance with pirates?" "Lessen they boarded us." "Aye, Jim... you're the spitting image of me when I was your age." "Head full of pirates." "But he'll find, same as I... that the sea be mostly hard work." "And the biggest satisfaction a man gets is doing his duty." "Quite right, eh, Jim?" "Shall we board?" " But I just thought if he knew Bones..." " Course you did." "Of course he did." "Beggin' your pardon, Squire." "Could ye spare me the lad today?" "I've more than have my hands full... puttin' me in shipshape and rounding' up a crew." "Sound idea." "Stay and lend him a hand, Jim." " But sir?" " Don't fail me, Silver." "Livesey" "Come now, Jim." "Time be wastin'." "Down there, mate." "[Parrot] Pieces of eight." "Pieces of eight." "Who hailed you, you old bumboat." "[Indistinct]" "Belay!" "Ain't you the pretty one!" "Swearing blue fire in front of a gentleman." "Living up to her name, she be." "Captain Flint, I calls her... after the famous buccaneer." "'Twas the pirates taught her to swear." "If you want to know about pirates... just you ask Capt. Flint." "Why she can..." "Well, blow me down for an old sea calf." ""Do you know any pirates?" Says you." ""Not on speaking terms," says I." "Yet here, under my nose, is Capt. Flint." "I'll wager you can't make her talk." "Pirates, Capt. Flint." "Pirates." "Pieces of eight." "Hello, boy." "You're a smart one." "Smart as paint you are!" "'Tain't everyone can make that bird talk." "[Man] Hey there!" "Glass of double rum." "Black Dog!" "Stop him!" "Stop him!" "Run, catch him!" "Not him." "Him!" " Who did you say he was?" " Black Dog." "He was one of the..." " He was one of the pirates." " One of them swabs?" "After him!" "Run him down!" "And if you don't catch him, don't come back!" "What was he doin' here, I'd like to know." "Sharks like him give my house a bad name." "What would the new landlord say?" "He'd never set foot in the place again... now, would he?" "Black Dog, eh?" "I'll black dog him." "I never thought the day'd come..." "I'd need this pistol against them cutthroats." "Heavy ball and a light charge of powder... works best on a touchy little craft like this here." "Try the balance?" "See the engraving on the trigger guard?" "Solid silver." "Butler of London made that side arm for Admiral Hawke." "And the Admiral give it to me for loyal service aboard the Portland." "Do ye think you could shoot one?" " Yes, sir." " All right." "You are a smart one." "I might've known you could handle a firearm." "Put it in your pocket and keep it there at half cock." "But don't go waving' it in the face of every man... who asks for a glass of stout." "Oh no, Mr Silver." "If you clamps dead lights on Black Dog again..." " repel boarders." " I know, sir." "I knows a lad I can trust while I'm out doin' my duty by Squire." "When I come back, I'll have a crew, and you'll have a pistol." " You mean to keep?" " That's my meaning." "You've got the word of Long John Silver." " Shipmates." " Shipmates." "Boat alongside, sir." "Step lively there." "Get a move on." "Ahoy!" "Line up there." "All hands muster aft." "Long John Silver, reporting as ordered." "I see you did it, Silver." "Like I said, they ain't pretty... but they knows the sea." "Picked up Hawke's old helmsman, we did." "And a boatswain what pipes man-o-war fashion." " Splendid, Silver." "Splendid!" " Heave to!" "Captain." "Well, Captain, here's your crew." "Care to have a word with them?" " Mr Arrow?" " Yes, sir." "Record the names and sailing records of every man for entry into the log." " And clock your watches." " Aye, sir." "Sir, I'd like to have a word with you in the cabin, if I may." "And you, Doctor." " Here's to our speedy departure." " Thank you." "I've something on my mind, and at the risk of giving offense..." "I'd better speak plain." "I don't like this cruise, and I don't like the men." "Possibly, sir, you may not like your employer either." "No need for ill feeling till we hear the captain out." "I don't like secret voyages when the only secret kept... is the one in my sealed orders." "Everybody else about the town is saying we're headed for a treasure island... with a marked map to guide us." "Someone's been talking." "Well, I never breathed a word." "Livesey, have you?" "In my experience... a venture of this kind may mean life and death... and a close run." "We may need a trustworthy crew." "Not one recruited by the ship's cook." "That ship's cook was acting under my orders, sir!" " Is the cook responsible for the ship's safety?" " Well, really!" "We're all concerned with the ship's safety, Captain." "As matters stand, what measures would you propose?" "Two." "The whereabouts of any treasure maps... to be kept strictly secret from myself and my mate, Mr Arrow." "Firearms removed from the forward hold and stored aft." "Surely you don't anticipate mutiny?" "If I did, I wouldn't put to sea at all." "The garrison arrangement's a sensible precaution." "That's fair enough." "Very well, if it will get us out to sea." " Agreed then." " Good." "Now, Captain." "You will find I'll do my duty." "Hang it, Livesey." "Why'd you take the fellow's part?" "Because I think our captain's a very conscientious man." "I find his conduct un-English." "Downright un-English." "Weigh anchor, Mr Arrow." "All hands on deck!" "Man the windlass!" "Anchor's aweigh, sir!" "Aloft there, overhaul the buntline." "Well, Captain, what do you say about our crew now?" "Oh, they're seamen of sorts, sir." "A shade better than Lord Mayor's men, and no worse... than dock wallopers brought aboard by the press gang." " Mr Arrow, brace your foreyard!" " Aye, aye, sir." "Lee, fore brace!" "Avast!" "Avast!" "Mr Arrow." "Concealed weapon, sir." "Bring that man aft." " What's your name?" " George Merry, sir." "I suppose you sailed with Admiral Hawke, too?" "Aye, sir." "Master gunner." "You brought your own cannon aboard." "Men accustomed to warfare do arm themselves." "Not when engaged on peaceful, commercial enterprise." "Any further offence, 12 lashes!" "And that goes for all the fo'c'sle hands." " See to it, Mr Arrow." " Aye, aye, sir." "Dismissed." "I'll have to turn mine in, too." " You ain't let no one see it, have ye?" " No, sir." "It would go hard with Long John..." " if you was to turn it in now." " But why?" "Here's a captain with a suspicious turn of mind... and here's Long John handing out firearms... to an able-bodied seaman like yourself." "But I'd do no harm with it." " Would you keep it out of sight?" " Yes, sir." "You ain't given to rum drinking, are ye?" "Oh, no, sir." "Nor quarrelsome, like some I could name." "I don't want no mate peaching on me." " You shouldn't have crossed him." " He can take away our rum ration." " You knows his reputation." " And drink it all himself." "Why did you give him the chance?" "You heard the orders." "Seamen's knives is all, and them in full sight." "Well, Israel Hands, here's one he don't get." "Ain't that a beauty, now." "A knife like that would bring down a gull." "Devil burn ye." "Don't think ye come that over me." "Time you learn, George Merry, just who is captain... aboard this here commercial enterprise." "A captain wouldn't have that mate around... sticking his nose into fo'c'sle business." "You lay a finger on Mr Arrow, and you'll answer to me." "Mr Arrow be a friend of Long John Silver's... and I plans to take care of him." "Be that clear, George Merry?" "You know, if you and me was worth our salt... we'd think out a way to sweeten Arrow's disposition." "I knows what'll do it." " Plum duff." " My mother made that!" "Tasted proper on a cold night, didn't it?" "Did your mother ever put a drop of rum in it?" "Good and strong, so the smell went up your nose." "Too bad we ain't got none." "Plum duff ain't no better than bilge water without none." "Can't you get rum for cooking?" "And have Captain suspect me of sneaking double grog?" "I could ask Squire for some." " Without Captain knowing?" " I'm sure I could." "Blow me down, so ye could." "You have an egress and regress... to the gentlemen in the cabin... but can you keep that many secrets?" "Aye, aye, sir." "You're a good one, Jim." "I seen that from the start." "[Thunder]" "# Ayo, ho, ho # # and a bottle of rum ##" "[Bell Ringing]" "Starboard watch on deck!" "Mr Arrow?" "Could you spare a minute before you go topside again?" "Plum duff." "I made it special for you, sir." "And that's what gives it the flavour." "Sweeten to suit your taste." "[Indistinct]" "[Thunder]" " You'll need sea legs up there tonight." " Ah." "Have ye forgotten, George?" "I'm the one what's taking care of Mr Arrow." "And it shall be entered in the log... that Mr Arrow, mate on the Hispaniola... was washed overboard in a storm on the night of May 14th... and his body, not recovered for burial." "Unto Almighty God we commend the soul of our brother departed... and commit his body to the deep." "Amen." "Do you think we'll ever sight land again?" " We will." " When?" " Oh, there are signs." " What signs?" "Sailors' vapours mostly." "Crew always gets quarrelsome towards the end of a voyage." "When all the beer's gone and the water keg's crawling... and all you've got left is salt pork and boiled beans... and boiled beans and salt pork." "There's a few apples left." "And when the last apple's ate, we'll sight land." " Then I'm going to eat them all." " Good." " Hey, fetch me one." " Aye, sir." "What do you think, George?" " We could take this ship right now." " What are we waiting for?" "That's what I want to know." "Since me and Norton joined you... the only crew left on Captain's side... is Gray, and Joyce, and Hunter." "And I say, cut their throats!" "And I say there'll be no killing till I give the word." "What's come over you, John?" "When you were sailing with Flint it was cut and rip." "John's gone too genteel for bloodletting." "You thickheaded swab!" "Who got rid of Arrow so quiet that no one suspected?" "Not even young Hawkins... who brought me the rum for thejob!" "And who'll get firearms in the same way when the time comes?" "Nobody's crossing you, John... but we still would like to know what we're waiting for." "We're waiting while a first-class navigator like Captain Smollett... sails this here bumboat to our destination." "We can steer a course, but who's to set one?" "You'll get plenty of cut and rip when the time comes." "But until I gives the signal, lay to." "We'll wait, but it won't be easy." "I want pickles, wine and a mouthful of rum." "When a thirst is on ye... bite into a pippin real savage." "It staves off the desire." "Land ho!" "Land ho!" "Long John Silver." "I just can't believe it." "I'd never have questioned his loyalty." "Everything he told us was a lie." "I've been a fool." "You're not the only one, lad." "Capt. Smollett, I own myself an ass." "You were right, I was wrong." "No more wrong than I, Squire." "I'm the man that signed Scully and Norton... and they've turned against me." "Precious few of us left now." "Counting Joyce, Gray, Hunter..." "Redruth, Williams, that makes us eight or nine." "Nine against 20, pretty heavy odds." "We have all the firearms." "Can't we surprise them?" "That's my plan when I get them all ashore." "Did Silver give any hint..." " when he meant to start the mutiny?" " No, sir." "We've got time ahead of us, at least till we find the treasure." "But can Silver keep his men in check that long?" "If he can hold them back for 24 hours..." "I'll have every one of the mutinous dogs in irons." "Well, here's our course." "Lay to, give them no cause for alarm, otherwise they'd strike at once." "In the mean time, we'll arm the faithful hands and keep a sharp look out." "If you hear any murmurs against Silver, report to me." "Jim warned us once." "I wonder if he could do it again?" "Jim, could you play a part you don't feel... keep your ears open, and stay friends with Silver?" "Stay friends with him?" "Yes, sir." "I'll stay friends with him." "'Tis a sweet spot for a young lad ashore." "You'll climb trees and hunt goats." "When you've a mind to do a bit of exploring... just you ask ol'John... and he'll put up grub for you to take along." "What's come over ye, lad?" "Cat got your tongue?" "All hands." "Any of you seen that land before?" "I have, sir." "I was cook on a trader that watered here." " Where's the anchorage?" " Yonder through that inlet." "Can it be entered at low tide?" "There's a kind of passage been dug there... in a manner of speaking, by nature." "You give me a strong pull with a long boat, sir... and I'll guide her in like a lamb." "Good." "Stand by to lower the boats." "Can I come along in the boat?" " Capt. Smollett?" " Yes?" "Young Hawkins wants to try his hand on a tiller." "Permission granted." "Now we've got here, what are we waiting for?" "We're waiting till I decide the time be right." "Be that plain enough, George Merry?" "Lower away." " You're to have the helm, ain't you?" " Aye." "See Redruth on guard there?" "Aye." "When I tip ye the signal, jump on him... so we can rush the aft cabin and get them muskets." "Cast off your forward lines." "Stand by to weigh anchor." "Five fathoms." "Good anchorage here, sir." " Ready to drop anchor." " Aye, aye." "Rush him!" "Belay!" "Lay to!" "Get below, you scum." "Double quick." "Lash down the hatch." "Now we're for it." "Cast off the lines and pull for the shore." "Lively!" "None of that, my men." "Turn about." "Come alongside." "Fire that musket, and I cuts his throat." "Merry, you blundering squid." "Can you hear me?" "Aye, I hear ye." "Lie low till a treaty be made." "And this time, follow orders." "As for you, Mr Smollett..." "I'll give ye one hour to send a boat ashore with Flint's map... and give yourself up to Mr Merry." "So be it if you want to see young Hawkins alive." "Pull for the shore." "Lively!" "By Jove, sir, we've got to save that boy." "Now then, matey, don't take it so hard." "Why, it's lucky you came along... or old John here, he'd have had nothing to bargain with." "But that don't mean I'd harm a hair of your little head." "Liar!" "Let go of me." "There, see?" "Hey, come back here." "Come here, you." "After him, you swabs." "Come on!" "There he goes." "After him!" "Which way, Scully?" "Pipe down." "I thought I heard him." "A hang good job of sighting you did!" "[Scully] He must have doubled back." "Beat to the woods, mates." "No, no." "No, don't shoot." "You wouldn't harm Ben Gunn?" "Poor Ben Gunn, I am." "And I haven't spoke with a Christian... these five years." "Five years!" "Were you shipwrecked?" "Nay, mate." "Marooned." "Tell me, mate... would that be Flint's ship?" "No, Flint's dead." "The master of that ship is a gentleman..." "Capt. Smollett." ""Gentleman," says you." ""Flint's men," says I. I've seen them." "Some of them are Flint's men... but they got aboard by a trick." "Is there a man with one leg among them?" "Long John Silver." "Nay, if you were sent by him..." "I'm as good as pork, and I knows it." "No, you don't understand." "He's trying to take me hostage." "I hate John Silver." ""And fear him, too," says you." "Everybody feared Flint's quartermaster." "It was him marooned me here." "I ain't had a mouthful of Christian diet... these five years." "Marooned five years!" "And lived on goats and berries." "Many is the night..." "I dreamed of cheese... toasted mostly." "Would you have a rind of cheese about you?" "There's cheese by the hundredweight aboard the ship." "If you could help me row a long boat..." ""Boat," says you." ""Ben Gunn's your man," says I." "What might ye call yourself, mate?" "Jim." "Jim." "Well, now... you just follow Ben Gunn." "A little more west, sir." "[Smollett] There it is." "With that stockade as a base for our operations ashore... we stand a better chance of rescuing that boy." "That's all." "Keep a sharp watch, one stem, the other stern." "You'll be relieved in good time." "Let us out of here, you dogs!" "Don't be afraid of those bilge rats... but don't underestimate them either." "Shove off." "Made it with me own hands... out of bamboo and goatskins, mostly." ""And a trim little craft," says you." " Will she hold us both?" " That she will." ""But first," says you..." ""we'll see if the coast is clear of Flint's men."" "[Gunn] No sign of them." "Look, the jolly boat." "[Hawkins] They're coming for us." "[Knock on deck]" "[Men below deck] Let us out of here, you dogs!" "Let us out of here!" "Open the hatches!" "Let us out." "Stop that, or I fires." "Pull, boys." "Pull for the shore." "Get back!" "Aye!" "Ahoy, there." "Now we'll all be marooned." "[All shouting]" "We can give that captain a proper welcome ashore." "Avast." "Pay no heed to them." "Make for the ship." "We want them muskets." " Capt. Smoll..." " No, matey." "Do you want John Silver to hear us?" "But Captain won't know where I went." "No need to." "Ben Gunn knows where your captain's headed." "There be your friends, sure enough." "Come on." "Come along." "If your captain wants to see Ben Gunn... tell him to come tonight, alone... to the top of Spy Glass Hill." "I'll tell him." "And tell him, them as hides can find... and them as finds can hide!" "# Yo, ho, ho, and a bottle of rum #" "Give me the full one." "# Yo, ho, ho, and a bottle of rum #" "Changed your quarters, have ye, George?" "Aye." "I took the ship for you, didn't I?" " I can't remember asking ye." " You said when the time was right." "Clap him in irons." "Clap him in irons!" "I'll carry out your orders... but I'm speakin' in open council... for you to give George another chance." "George here ain't the one to lay plans... but if you aims to take this stockade..." "George is a good man in a fight." "Too good to be rotting down below." "[All] That's right, John." "That's very civil spoke, Israel Hands." "And now we'll put it to Mr Merry... if I'm to take any more of his sauce." " I'm with ya, Captain." " Aye, sir." "All right, then." "If I'm captain, this is orders." "All hands ashore except Israel and Haggott." "The two of you remain on board and guard the ship." "Aye, sir." "If you're in trouble, you can signal me by firing the cannon." "Aye, sir." "And when you're doing sentry... just ease off a point on the rum." "Hear that, Haggott?" "Now which is it, drink or fight?" "[All] Fight, fight!" "Would you say, Jim, from what you saw of this Ben Gunn, is he sane?" "Well, yes, I shouldn't wonder." "A man who's been biting his nails for years on a desert island... can't be expected to appear as sane as you or I." "Why did he want you to come after dark, Captain?" "Safety, of course." "But frankly, I've no craving for his company." "If he knows as much about the island as he says he does..." " I may pay him a visit." " Later, perhaps." "Right now, we may expect visitors ourselves." " Can you load, Hawkins?" " Yes, sir." "Good." "When they come we must have their rations ready." "Let them come, by Jove." "They'll find me ready... once I've had my brandy." " [Gunshot]" " Quarters!" "[Silver] Flag of truce!" "Hold your positions." "I'll go have a look." "Flag of truce!" "What do you want with your flag of truce?" "Capt. Silver to come aboard and make terms." "Captain Silver?" "Who's he?" "Me, sir." "These poor lads here... have chosen me captain... after your desertion, sir." "My man, I've got no desire to talk to you." "But if you want to talk to me, you can come aboard." "There'll be no treachery, unless it's on your side." "The word of a gentleman be good enough for Long John." "It may be a trick." "Gray, Joyce, Hunter, keep stations!" "That's far enough." "Sit down." "Very well, sir... but one of you will have to give me a leg up again." "A sweet, pretty place you have here, to be sure." "And there's Jim." "How be my little matey?" "And Squire and Doctor." "My service to ye, gentlemen." "If you've anything to say, you'd better say it." "The long and the short of it be this." "I want Flint's map... and I can risk half my crew to get it." "But that ain't Capt. Silver's way." ""Try reasoning first," says I." "I never was one to see poor seamen shot down needless like." "You're not in Parliament yet." "Come to the point." "You're a good man, Doctor." "I've never seen a better." "And I'd hate to see the likes of you... skewered on the end of a pike." "So here be my terms." "You give us that there map, and you can stay here and keep your lives." "We'll divide stores with ye, man to man... and I gives you my affidavit, to stop the first ship I sight... and send 'em here to pick you up." "Your word, Silver?" "Handsomer you couldn't ask." "I hopes all gentlemen present will over all my words... for what be said to one..." " be said to all." " Is that all?" "Every last word, by thunder!" "Very good." "Now hear my terms." "If you come up here, one by one, unarmed..." "I'll engage to clap you all in irons... and take you home to a fair trial in England." "You can't find the treasure." "You can't sail a ship." "And your cowardly scum can't fight." "Now bundle out of here, double quick." " Give me a hand up?" " Not I." "Who'll give me a hand, I say." "So be it!" "But before an hour's out... you'll be begging help from me." "Them that die will be the lucky ones!" "Truce be over!" "Cutlasses, you swabs!" " They've opened fire from the east." " They'll board from all sides at once." "Slash them down!" "Burn 'em, boys, burn 'em!" "Burn 'em, you swabs." "Out, lads." "Fight in the open." "Keep those muskets loaded." "Here." "Cut the Captain down!" "[Smollett] They're on the run." "Take cover." "Come back here, you lubberly Turks." "Oh, for 10 toes!" " Quick, Doctor!" " Bar the door." "Jim, my case." "Think they'll attack again?" "I don't know." "It's hard to foresee the end of this." "Take this map." "I want you to have it." "Just a precaution." "It's yours by right, you know." "And if the worst comes to the worst... don't hesitate to buy your life with it." "[Smollett] Water." "How many of them fell?" "[Livesey] Five or six at least." "That I know of." "Better odds now." "They won't drive us out in a hurry." " They may not try to." " Why not?" "At flood time tomorrow, nothing's to hinder them... from bringing the ship close in to shore." "Once within cannon range, they could level this fort." " By Jove, I hadn't thought of that." " Will they think of it?" "Silver might, blast him!" "They've got all the boats... otherwise we could slip out, cut the hawser... and the ship might beach herself." "[Gray] I could swim for it, sir." " Can't spare you!" " [Gunshot]" "Just nuisance firing, that's all." "[Gunshots]" "[Gunshot]" "[Gray] You heard what he said!" "Ease off a point on the rum!" "[Hands] No, you don't." "[Gray] But I want my ration... and none of your sour looks neither." "Stand clear of that rum." "[Gray] You'll get no more till we're relieved." "And if you don't keep off it..." "I'll fire a cannon and get a proper watch aboard." " Oh, will ya?" " Yeah!" "So it was you who had Flint's map." "Not another step." "Jim." "Jim." "I reckon I'll have to strike my colours." "That comes hard from a master mariner... to a ship's younker like you." "But you're like Silver said... smart as paint." "One more step, Mr Hands, and I'll blow your brains out." "Now, now, matey." "Matey." "Doctor Livesey?" "Doctor Livesey." "Doctor?" "Matey!" "[Parrot] Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "[Indistinct]" "Pipe down!" "Aye, 'tis the cabin boy." "Someone's pinked him." "Blood poisoning." "Save me from cutting your throat, you little swab." "Avast, George Merry." "Avast, is it?" "Little matey, is it?" "Maybe a touch of this here would show Hawkins which side he were on." "And some others I could name." "Maybe you thought you was captain here." "Fetch the water bucket!" "I don't have to be captain to know my rights." "And asking' your pardon... this here crew would lay a sight more confidence in a captain... as allowed us our say about enemy prisoners." "Prisoner's be one thing, hostages another." "We has the ship, we has the fort." "What good is a hostage, and him bad hurt?" "Why, you knot head." "With him bad hurt, they'll part with the map... to save his life." "We'll hoist the flag of truce and hail that doctor." "Or would any man jack of ye... care to give me an argument to the contrary?" "So that's your sort, is it?" "You're great hands to talk, you are." "But when it comes to fighting'... that boy there be a better man than any two of you." "Before this crew takes any more orders from you... we claims our rights to step outside for a council." " According to rules." " Aye." "You!" "What are you doing here?" "Doctor!" "Squire!" "They gave us the slip last night, matey." "When we walked in here, they was gone." "Now you lay still." "You're going to be cared for proper." "Old John will fetch that doctor here." "Flag of truce!" "Ahoy!" "Doctor?" "We have Jim Hawkins." "Ahoy!" "Doctor!" "Ahoy!" "Step up, lad." "I won't hurt no member of a deputation." "The black spot!" "Well, shiver my timbers." "What be this?" "This here was cut from a Bible." "What fool's cut a Bible?" "What did I say?" "No good'll come of that." "Was it you, Job Anderson?" "Now Job can say his prayers." "He's had his slice of luck, Job has." "Cut a Bible!" "You'll all swing now." "Belay that talk." "This crew has tipped you the black spot in full council." "The rules is, you turn it over... in duty bound, and see what's wrote there." "Thank ye, George." "You always was brisk for business." ""Deposed." And very pretty wrote." "Your handwriting, George?" "You're getting quite a leading hand in this here crew." "You'll be captain next, I shouldn't wonder." "You can't fool this crew no more." "Step down off your perch and vote." "[Livesey] John Silver!" "There'll be no voting... till the business of this here map be disposed of." "Till then I'm still captain... and your black spot ain't worth a biscuit." "We ain't giving' up no hostage till we lays hands on the treasure itself." " Right, mates?" " Aye!" "How ye going to find that treasure without the map?" "[Livesey] Silver!" "John Silver!" "Top o' the morning, Doctor." "Will ye come aboard and look at Hawkins' wound?" "No more of your tricks, Silver." "If Jim Hawkins is there, bring him out." "You want to see that doctor, don't ye, Jim?" "If I take ye as far as the stockade... will you give me your affidavit not to slip your cable?" " Word of honour?" " Word of honour." "Right, men." "Stand by while I parlays with him." "And keep a sharp lookout on all sides." "I'll keep a weather eye out for a man... what's trying to get a foot in each camp... and he with only one leg." "You'd better come back with that map... and the hostage, Captain Silver!" "Doctor!" "Steady, lad." "Steady, Jim." "Aye, he's had a rum go of it, sir." "Taking to knifing boys, eh, Silver?" "Not me, sir." "Why, if it hadn't been for Long John... he'd have had his throat cut." "Bite hard on the bullet." "This will have to be opened." "You could cut my good leg off'fore I'd raise a finger against that lad." "When he comes crawling into the fort half dead, I says to myself..." "You've got to save that dear boy, John." "Captain would wish it, Squire would wish it and you'd wish it." "So Capt. Silver is minded to join us again, eh?" "I'll be honest and open as I always have." "When I climbed the fort and seen the Hispaniola... flying that Union Jack..." "I knew I'd been taught a lesson... by my betters." "I thinks gold dust of this dear boy." "I've took to him like pitch." "You'd have killed me yourself if you had that map." "But you'll not get it." "I'd die first." "You're a might late to talk of dying." "No... old John, he ain't human, he ain't." "He didn't care about saving his little matey's life." "All he wanted was this here map." "Very well, you have the map." "But what good is the treasure without a ship to haul it?" "And what good be a ship... if'tis only to haul me to execution?" "I be no coward... but the thought of them gallows gives me the shakes." "Now, if I was to save young Hawkins' life... do ye think ye could save mine into the bargain?" "You save him?" "I could guard the boy... while I plays at treasure hunting with them scum." "But they'll not give him up till they sees the treasure dug." "Now, wouldn't that warrant..." " a good word to the captain?" " I want to speak with the boy alone." "Speak and welcome, and make a note of that, too... but go on with your doctoring while you talks." "One false move and they'll fire." "I don't know how you managed to save us that ship." " But I lost the map." " The map's not important to us now... but your safety is." "So you're not going back to those fellows." "Now listen carefully." "I'll make a quick break to draw their fire." "The moment I do, you fall flat." "Then before they've time to reload, we both head for the woods." " Right?" " I can't!" " Why not?" " I gave Long John my word." "They'd have killed me if it hadn't been for him." "Perhaps you're right, Jim." "Silver!" "I want to give you one piece of advice." "Stay close to that boy, and this I promise you:" "If we get out of this wolf trap alive..." "I'll do my best to save you, short of perjury." "You couldn't say more, not if you was my mother." "Heaven forbid!" "Good luck, Jim." "Ha, ha!" " The map!" " By Jove, he's got it!" "And now, by thunder, I resign." "Elect anyone you please to be your captain." "I've done with ye." " No, no!" " John Silver for me!" "Take it back, George Merry, and tear it up." "Put it back in the good book, mate." "Poor roving seamen, the likes of you... needs every scrap of scripture he can get." "[Silver] Mind what I say, Master Hawkins... and don't try to fly the coop again." "Appearances, matey, appearances." "March now, you little spritsail." "[Morgan] To Finger Trunk Tree by Devil's Rock... bearing a point to the north of north-northeast." "There she be!" "Hey!" "Now who might that be?" "[Merry] He were a seaman, all right." "Leastways, this be good sea cloth." "You wouldn't look to find a bishop here." " What did he die of, I want to know?" " He died of..." "Flint's hand as did five other men Flint took ashore." "That would be Darby McGraw." "Mind old Darby, Morgan?" "Aye, I mind him." "He owed me money." "I don't like the way he's stretched out." "Ain't natural." "I've a notion." "Where's that map?" "As I thought." "Right in line!" "By thunder!" "It makes me go cold inside to think of Flint." "This one he hauled here and laid down by compass... to point the way to the doubloons." "Fetch ahead now!" "Ah!" "There it is!" "It's gone!" "Gone?" "Dig!" "Rip it up, you swabs!" "Stand by for trouble." "One dirty guinea!" "There's your 700,000 pounds!" "Hardly worth dividing, is it, George?" "So you did make a bargain with the doctor!" "Look, you can see it wrote on his face!" "Be you standing for captain again?" " Dr Livesey!" " Jim, are you all right?" "Thank ye kindly, Doctor." "You came in the nick of time for Hawkins and..." "Ben Gunn." "How do, Mr Silver?" ""Pretty well, I thank ye," says you." "Ah, Ben, to think 'twas you that done me." ""What happened to Flint's gold?" says you." ""Ben Gunn's cave," says I." "Them as hides can find, Mr Silver." ""But not when them that finds has hid it," says I." "[Smollett] John Silver!" "Now what have you got to say for yourself?" "Well, sir, by your leave..." "John Silver's come back... to do his duty." "And happy I am to think, sir... that I had some small hand in saving young Master Hawkins... when he was within half a plank of death." "And does that clear you of the crime of mutiny?" "Please, sir, he did save my life." "Jim's right." "Silver kept his side of the bargain." "Then you're both free to testify on his behalf." "He'll have a fair trial in England." "Squire Trelawney, while the doctor's helping me down to the beach..." "I suggest you get a load aboard the ship." "Take John Silver along..." " and put him in irons." " Aye, aye, sir." "Now then, Silver... none of your monkey shines." "Jim, lad... would ye do a favour for your old shipmate?" "Would ye take Captain Flint?" "I've tried caging her before... but this old bird, she can't abide a prison." "There ain't much in nature as can." "I couldn't, Long John." "I'd like it, but I fear she'd just remind me..." "Well, no matter... though I'd dearly love to leave a trinket... to a lad I respect." "All right, Silver, enough of that." "Beggin' your pardon, Squire, you should caulk her... while she's heeled over." "Jump now, and swim for it." "And you, too, Squire." "Why, do you think that you..." "If I may make so bold, sir..." "I'll borrow your boat but I ain't taking' you to Jamaica." "Lively, now!" "You monster!" " I can't swim so far!" " My service to you, Squire." "Might be as you care to float." "Belay!" "You steer me a true course through the channel... and I'll put ye off... on yon spit of land." "Hey there, avast!" " Shove me off!" " I'll take no orders from you." "You put me on here, now you'll shove me off... or by the powers, you'll get what I gave George Merry." " Hurry, Livesey!" " Coming, Squire." "Shoulder to it, Jim." "That's it!" "Shove her nose out." "Thank ye, Jim." "I might have known... you'd never let them hang your old shipmate." "[Trelawney] Pull out." " Pull back." "Overhaul him." " Harder." "Ah, well, the sharks may do for him yet." "Goodbye, matey." "Good luck to ye." "Blast him!" "I could almost find it in my heart to hope he makes it."