"Glass of double rum." "Ahh." "This here is a quiet cove." "Much company, mate?" "Not much, sir." " Hmm." "Who be the owner?" " My mother." "Where is your mother?" "In the town." "Hmm." "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-leg man?" "No, sir." "But he had a terrible scar." "Black Dog." "When you sees Black Dog, he'll 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!" "Uhh!" "Straight to him, now." "March." "Here's a friend for ye, 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!" "Mine." "Give me a hand, Jim." "We'll do that one-leg man yet." "Captain!" "The old hawk'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." "Horses coming!" "Run for it!" "Here, sir." "Well, Livesy?" "Dead as 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!" ""Spyglass Hill, bearing south-southeast" ""to Fingertrunk Tree by Devil's Rock." "Thence two cables south..."" "Go on!" "Go on!" ""Bear to larboard," ""due northeast off foot of White Crag, 10 paces east." "Chest of 700,000 pounds."" "My servants, Livesy." "Come in, Tom Redruth." "Come in, Williams." "They got away, sir." "And they had a lugger tied up at Kitt's Hole, sir." "Aye!" "You gave 'em a run for it, boys!" "They'll not be back." "Thank you, Tom Redruth." "Thank you!" "Thank you, sir." "Shh!" "Mum's the word." "We'll take Redruth and Williams along, make sailors of 'em." "We'll have favorable 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 is it 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!" "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 a venture of this kind, I'd be silent as the grave." "Now, then, harkee, tomorrow I start from Bristol to find a ship." "Once you settle your affairs here, you and Jim can follow." "Jim?" "My, 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!" "10 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!" "Ha ha!" "And Jim!" "How did you two find the journey?" " Abominable roads." " Ha ha!" "The sea is the only highroad 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?" "Huh." "When do we sail?" "Better ask Captain Smollett." "Five days, he's been selecting a crew." "Six men, all he's got to show for it." "Cautious, eh?" "Cautious?" "He pries into 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!" "Ha ha!" "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 o' the morning, gentlemen." "Ahoy, John Silver." "Sit ye down at a table to starboard, if ye kindly will." "For you, sir, piping hot." "And this be for Dr. Livesy." "Asking his pardon for bein' that familiar, but Squire, he's told me so much about the two of ye, it comes natural to call ye by name, it do." "And this'll 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." "Thankee 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." "Ah, rest in peace." " You sailed under Hawke?" " Did ya hear that?" " That I did, sir..." " 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 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're the same as 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've noticed it afar." "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 in Bristol!" "I begs to differ, sir, if I may make so bold." "Why, there's a full cargo of my old shipmates that sailed with Hawke becalmed right here in Bristol." "Heh heh heh!" "Sound men inside, if some of them was scarred in the service of England." "Ahh, and they with no pensions, neither." "Could a score of those 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 'uns for their experience." "Appearances be hanged!" "Silver, get me those men!" "But it ain't a cook's place." "That's Captain's words." "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 pushing 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." "Ha ha!" "Lord love ye, lad!" "Didn't you know that them that sailed with Admiral Hawke have no speaking acquaintance with pirates?" "Less 'un they boarded us." "Ah, hee, Jim, you're the spitting image of me when I was your age." "Head full of pirates, heh heh." "But he'll find, same as I, that the sea be mostly hard work, and the bigger 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 putting the inn 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 wasting." "Down there, matey." "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "Who hailed you, you old..." "Son of a double Dutchman!" " Belay!" " Belay!" "Belay!" "Ain't you the pretty one, swearing blue fire in front of a gentlemen?" "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 wanna 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!" "Ha ha!" "I'll wager you can't make her talk." "Pirates, Captain Flint!" "Pirates!" "Pieces of eight!" "You're a smart one, Jim." "Smart as paint, you are!" "It ain't everyone can make that bird talk." "Hey there, glass of double rum!" "Black Dog!" "Stop him!" "Cady, 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 doing 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." "Eh... 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, heh heh." "I might've known you could handle a firearm." "Now, put him in your pocket and keep him 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 cast your deadlights on that there Black Dog again, repel boarders!" "I know, sir." "And I knows a lad I can trust while I'm out doing my duty by Squire, and when I come back, I'll have a crew, and you'll have a pistol, heh heh." "You mean, to keep?" "That's my meaning, matey." "You've got the word of Long John Silver." "Shipmates." "Ahh." "Boat alongside, sir." "Step lively, then." "Get a move on." "Ahoy!" "Line up there!" "All hands!" "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 bosun what pipes man-o'-war fashion." "Splendid, Silver!" "Splendid!" "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 onboard for entry into the log." "And chalk your watches." "Aye, aye, sir." "Get for'ard there!" "Step lively." "And now, sir," "I'd like to have a word with you in the cabin, if I may?" "And you, Doctor." "Collect 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 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!" "Stay a bit, Trelawney." "No need for ill feeling." "Do 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 that 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, 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!" "Well, is the cook responsible for the ship's safety?" "Well!" "Really, I..." "I..." "I..." "Oh!" "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 for myself and my mate, Mr. Arrow, and 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, but the garrison arrangements are 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!" "Anchors aweigh, sir!" "Aloft, there!" "Well, Captain, what do you say about our crew now?" "Oh, they're seamen of sorts, sir... shaped better than Lord Mayor's men and no worse than dockwallopers brought aboard by the press-gang." "Mr. Arrow!" "Brace your foreyard." "Aye, aye, sir." "Lee, full brace!" "Avast!" "Avast, there!" "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 offense, 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'd go hard with Long John if you was to turn it in now." "But why?" "Well, here's a captain with a suspicious turn o' mind." "And here's Long John handing' out firearms to an able-bodied seaman like yourself." "But I'd do no harm with it." "Do 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 can name." "I don't want no mate pinching' 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 would bring down a gull." "Eh!" "Devil burn me, John Silver, and don't ye think ye can combat over me." "Time you learned, George Merry, just who is captain aboard this here commercial enterprise." "A captain as 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." "Ehh." "But 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 bake 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 he could." "You have an egress and regress to the gentlemen in the cabin." "But, uh, can you keep that many secrets?" "Aye, aye, sir." "Ar, you're a good 'un, Jim." "I seen that from the start." "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 before ye go topside again?" "Plum duff." "I made 'em special for you, sir." "Hmm." "And that's what gives it the flavor." "Sweetened to suit your taste." "Pipe down, you big monkey." "You'll need your sea legs up there tonight, sir." "Ahhh." "Have ye forgot, George?" "I'm the one what's takin' care of Mr. Arrow." "And it shall be entered in the log that Mr. Arrow, late 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?" "Ooh, there are signs." "What signs?" "Sailors' vapors, mostly." "The 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 gonna eat 'em all up." "Good." "Hey!" "Fetch me one." "Aye, aye, sir." "What do you think, George?" "We could take this ship right now." "Then what are we waiting for?" "Uhh, that's what I wants to know." "Since me and Norton joined ya, the only crew left on Captain's side is Gray and Joyce and Hunter." "Then I say cut their throats!" "And I say there'll be no killin' 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 the job." "And who'll give 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 waiting for." "We're waiting while a first-class navigator like Captain Smollett sails this here bum boat to our destination." "We could 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 wants them pickles and a mouth full o' rum, I do." "When the 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 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 8... 9." "9 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, 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 old 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 as watered here." "Where's the anchorage?" "Yonder, sir, through that inlet." "Can it be entered at low tide?" "Ar, there's a kind of a passage been dug there, in a manner of speaking, by nature." "You give me a strong pull with a longboat, 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 got here, what are we waitin' for?" "We're waitin' till I decides the time be right." "Be that plain enough, George Merry?" "Lower away!" "We ought to go after the young man, too." "Aye." "See Redruth on guard there?" "Aye." "When I give ye the signal, jump on him so's we can rush the aft captain and get them muskets." "Cast off!" "Aye, aye!" "Stand by to weigh anchor!" "All right, fellows!" "Good anchorage here, sir!" "Ready to drop anchor." "Aye, aye, sir." "Aah!" "Rush him!" "Billy, lay to!" "Line 'em up!" "Get below, you scum." "Double quick!" "Get on!" "Get on!" "Close the hatch." "Don't wait for it." "Cast off the lines and pull for the shore." "Lively!" "None of that, my men." "Turn about." "Come alongside." "Uh!" "Fire that musket and I cuts his throat." "Merry, you blundering' squid, can you hear me?" "Aye, I hear ya." "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, you want to see young Hawkins alive." "Go 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, 'tis 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 o' your little head." "Liar!" "You let go of me!" "There, now." "See?" "Here, here!" "Kid!" "Come here, kid!" "Come here, you!" "After him, you swabs." "Come on!" "There he goes!" "I can hear him!" "After him!" "Which way, Scully?" "Pipe down." "I thought I heard him." "Eh, hangin' good job of sighting' you did." "Ah, he must have doubled back." "Beat through the woods, mates." "After the little bloke!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Don't shoot!" "You wouldn't harm Ben Gunn." "Oh, poor Ben Gunn I am." "And I haven't spoke with a Christian these 5 years." "5 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 seen 'em." "Some of 'em were 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 as marooned me here." "I ain't had a mouthful of Christian diet these 5 years." "Marooned 5 years!" "And lived on goats and berries." "Many's the night I dreamed of cheese... 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 longboat..." ""Boat," says you." ""Ben Gunn's your man," says I." "What might you call yourself, mate?" "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." "Don't underestimate them either." "Shove off." "Made her with me own hands... out of bamboo and goat skins 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 cleared of Flint's men."" "No sign of 'em." "Look!" "The jolly boat!" "They're coming for me." "Let us out of here, you dogs!" "Open up!" "Open up, you swine!" "Let us out of here!" "Let us out of here!" "Now stop that!" "Pull, boys." "Pull for the shore." "Aah!" "Blast it!" "Ar!" "Ahoy, there!" "Now we'll all be marooned." "We can give that captain a proper welcome ashore." "Avast." "Pay no heed to him." "Make for the ship." "We want them muskets." "Captain Smollett!" "No, no, matey." "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 Spyglass 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 a full one, George." "Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum" "Caged the quarters, have you, 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 speaking 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." "That's very civil spoke, Israel Hands." "And now we're puttin' to Mr. Merry if I'm to take any more of his sauce." "I'm with ya, Captain." "All right, then." "If I'm captain, then this is orders." "All hands ashore, except Israel and Haggott here." "The two of you remain onboard and guard the ship." "Aye, aye, sir." "If you're in trouble, you can signal me by firing' the cannon." "Aye, aye, sir." "Ar, and when you're doing sentry, though, just ease off a point on the rum." "Uh, hear that, Haggott?" "Now, which is it..." "drink or 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 will have to give me a leg up again." "Ahhh." "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 have anything to say, you 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're not in Parliament yet, John Silver." "Come to the point." "You're a good man, Doctor." "I 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 them here to pick you up." "Your word, Silver?" "Handsomer you couldn't ask." "And I hopes all gentlemen present will overhaul my words, for what be said to one be said to all." "Is that all?" "Every last word, by thunder." "Very good." "Now here are 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 before an hour's out, you'll be beggin' help from me." "Them that die will 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 'em down!" "Aah!" "Burn 'em, boys." "Burn 'em." "Burn 'em, you swabs." "Aah!" "A musket, Jim." "Out, lads!" "Fight in the open." "Keep those muskets loaded." "Here." "Cut that captain down!" "Ugh!" "Aah!" "They're on the run!" "Take cover before they reload!" "Come back here, you lubberly terns!" "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 'em 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 tide tomorrow, nothing's to hinder them bringing the ship close into 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 got all the boats." "Otherwise we could slip out, cut the oars out, 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!" "He stole a pint of the rum!" "Now get back!" "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!" "Ugh!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "So it was you had Flint's map." "Oh!" "Not another step!" "Jim." "Jim." "I reckon I'll have to strike my colors." "That comes hard from a master mariner to a... to a ship's yonker 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." "Aaaah!" "Dr. Livesy!" "Dr. Livesy!" "Doctor!" "Matey!" "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "Pieces of eight!" "Pipe down!" "Why, 'tis the cabin boy." "Ar!" "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." "Ar!" "Maybe you thought you was captain here." "Fetch the water bucket!" "I don't have to be captain to know my rights." "Askin' your pardon." "This here crew would lay a sight more confidence in a captain that 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 even bad hurt?" "Why, you knothead!" "With him bad hurt, they'll part with the map to save his life." "We'll hoist a 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 ones to talk, you are, but when it comes to fighting', that boy there be a better man that any two of ye!" "Before this crew takes any more orders from you, Long John, we claims our rights to step outside for a council." "According to rules!" "Let's go, council!" "You!" "What are you doing here?" "Doctor and 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 fools cut a Bible?" "What did I say?" ""No good will 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're carried over and 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 gettin' quite a leadin' 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 votin' 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 lay hands on the treasure itself." "Am I right, mates?" "How we gonna find that treasure without the map?" "Silver!" "John Silver!" "Top of the mornin', Doctor!" "Will ye come aboard and take a look at young 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 honor?" " Word of honor." "Right, men." "Stand by here while I parlays with 'em, and keep a sharp lookout on all sides." "I'll keep a weather eye out for a man what's tryin' to get a foot in each camp, and him with only one leg." "You better come back with that map and the hostage, Captain Silver." "Doctor!" "Steady, lad." "Steady, Jim." "Ar!" "He's had a rum go of it, sir." "Taken 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 before I'd raise a finger against that there lad." "Why, when he comes crawlin' into the fort half dead," "I says to myself," ""You got to save that dear boy, John." ""Captain would wish it, Squire would wish it, and you'd wish it."" "So Captain Silver has 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 have had that map, but you'll not get it." "I'd die first." "You're a mite late to talk of dyin'." "No." "Old John, he ain't human, he ain't." "He didn't care about savin' his little matey's life, not him." "All he wanted was this here map." "Very well." "You have the map." "But what good is a treasure without a ship to haul it?" "And what good be a ship if it's only to haul me to execution, doc?" "I ain't no coward, Doctor, but the thought of them there gallows gives me the shakes." "Now, if I was to save young Hawkins' life, do ye think you 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 see the treasure dug." "Now, wouldn't that warrant a good word to the captain?" "I want to speak with the boy alone." "Speak him welcome, and make a note of that, too." "But go on with your doctorin' 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'm done with ye." "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!" ""The Fingertrunk Tree by Devil's Rock, bearing a point to the north of north-northeast."" "There she be!" " Come on, come on!" " Oh!" "Hey!" "Now, who might that be?" "He were a seaman, all right." "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 must 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 it now!" "Hey!" "There it is!" "It's gone!" "Gone?" "Dig!" "Rip 'em up, you swabs!" "Stand by for trouble." "One dirty guinea!" "Where's the L100,000?" "!" "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?" "Aaah!" "Ugh!" "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." "Ben." "To think was you that done me." ""What happened to Flint's gold," says you." ""Ben Gunn's cave," says I." ""Them as high as 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." "Hmm." "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 can load aboard the ship." "Take John Silver along and put him in irons." "Aye, aye, sir." "Now, then, Silver, none of your monkeyshines." "Jim, lad... would ye do a favor for your old shipmate?" "Will 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..." "Oh, 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." "Ha ha!" "Jump now and swim for it, and you, too, Squire!" "Why, uh, if you think that you..." "Ha ha!" "If I may make so bold, sir, I'll borrow your boat!" "I ain't taking' you to Jamaica." "Lively, now!" " You monster!" " Ha ha!" "Long John, I can't swim so far!" "My service to ye, Squire, might be as you care to float." "Hey!" "You steer me a true course through the channel, and I'll put you 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!" "Shoulder to her, Jim!" "Ar, that's it!" "Shove her nose out!" "Thank ye, Jim." "I might have known... you'd never let 'em hang your old shipmate." "Pull now!" "Pull, lad!" "Overhaul him!" "Harder!" "Oh, well, the sharks may do for him yet." "Goodbye, matey!" "Good luck to ye!" "Ha ha!" "Blast him." "I could almost find it in my heart to hope he makes it."