Cutthroat Island Page #5

I shall not load the treasure...

out of the British man-of-war.

I shall go back to Port Royal

with Captain Dawg.

But, sir...

You don't have much feel

for these things.

One day, perhaps.

I hope so, sir.

That's it! Got it!

Take a few of the men and follow

in the other pirate ship.

You'll get a share of the prize money...

a little here, a little there.

- It all adds up.

- Yes, sir!

Now, sir, I shall go presently...

and write for your royal pardon.

Privateer for the Crown.

Sounds so much better than "pirate,"

don't you think?

Why do you let

that preening swab live?

I study him.

When I become

governor of Jamaica...

I will need a certain... style.

Trotter.

Lock them below with the others.

They hang at Port Royal.

With pleasure, Your Honor.

- Welcome aboard my ship, gentlemen.

- Move along!

I trust you'll find your quarters

to my liking.

Move on! Below with ya!

Let's get down there!

We'll weigh anchor.

Rouse the watch forward.

There we go.

Square away the breakers!

- Stand by!

- Come on now.

Push!

Let go the footing!

I thought I should

never see you again.

Yes, Mr. Glasspoole, it's me.

What do you say?

Shall we take back our ship?

On your word, Captain.

Tackle's all right.

Cover it up.

The next one.

Mr. Coller!

I believe we can ease

the main sheet a foot or two.

- Aye, sir!

- It'll draw better for it.

Are you a good swimmer,

Mr. Scully?

Let's find out, shall we?

Do you wish a compass, Scully?

Take your closest friends with you!

There are islands close by!

You can make it

if you swim slowly!

I'll get you!

I'll be back, Morgan,

if it's the last thing I do!

King Charles?

Ease your topsail!

Are you in there?

Well, you've seen

what another captain's like.

Will you take my orders now?

Smile, Mr. Trotter.

Good, Trotter.

Give me some more shot here.

We'll edge towards them,

Mr. Blair.

Not so fast to alarm them.

Two points to starboard,

and keep her steady.

Two points starboard.

Keep her steady.

Trotter's closing on us.

Is that so?

Doubtless wants advice.

Poor fool can't tie his shoelaces

without instruction.

Let's let him catch us.

I hope Mr. Shaw's still alive.

General quarters, Mr. Snelgrave.

Powder to the guns,

but softly.

What's going on?

Do what I tell you.

Governor. Oblige me.

Let me hang Mr. Shaw now

from my yardarm.

- This minute?

- Yes.

Might be rather amusing.

One doesn't often get the chance

to see a hanging at sea.

Come on, you.

Present arms!

It's a long drop.

What is it?

It's not good.

Best take a look.

William Shaw,

you've been found guilty...

of piracy

in the province of Jamaica.

By the authority

of His Majesty the King...

the penalty for piracy is death.

Pray, hangman,

carry out the sentence!

He's testing us.

Prime your guns, men.

Are we prepared to fire,

Mr. Snelgrave?

Bloody hell!

I knew it.

- On command!

- Up ports!

Cannons forward!

Cannons ready!

Guns forward!

- Open fire!

- Fire!

Fire!

Hoist our colors!

Mr. Blair,

close it quickly now!

Fire!

Oh, my God.

Blast 'em from the sea!

They want your treasure!

Will you let 'em take it?

- On your way.

- Aye.

Knock 'em down!

Riflemen, prepare!

She means to board me!

Point her up!

Fire!

Sling your hooks!

Boarders aboard!

I love this.

I love it!

Who wants to die first?

Come on!

Kill 'em!

Kill 'em all!

Damn you!

They are so many.

We are so few!

Keep fighting.

Hold them back as long as you can.

Aye! Where you go?

To blow out his bottom

and get what we came for!

Separate the ships

when I do!

Aye.

Die, Morgan, ya sea witch!

Morgan has done it!

You! Cut us loose!

- What for?

- No future in the army, sir.

- What are you doing here?

- Not what you think.

There you are, Morgan!

Come to seek my treasure,

have you?

Don't move. I'll be right down

to help you count it.

- Let's finish this.

- Come up to Uncle!

Forgive me.

I will come back.

- I promise.

- The whole ship's going to blow!

That boy doesn't understand us.

But then, he's not family.

Come on!

You cut me, niece.

That was for Mordachai.

The next one is for Harry.

Be quick!

Undo my bonds!

Your father was nothing!

All my brothers were nothing.

You exceed them.

Think how far

we could go together.

You and me against the world.

Join me.

You don't have to die.

You do.

You've run out of world.

Can you hear me?

I'm coming for you.

Can you please hurry?

I'll give you this much.

You're harder to kill

than your father.

The odd thing is,

I enjoyed it.

I never gave up.

Never gave in.

I regret it's finished.

Give my love to Harry

when you see him.

It's over, Morgan.

You planning to fight me

with that little stick?

No, Uncle.

With this!

Bad Dawg!

Quick! There's no time.

The ship's going to blow up.

Yes. Go ahead.

Hurry!

It's too bad we'll have

to leave all this behind.

Hurry! There's no time

for the treasure!

Yes! Let's hurry!

Here! Up here! Quickly!

Give me your hand!

Jump.

Look!

They're alive!

- Are you all right?

- Yes. You?

Fine.

Just a little poorer.

Well, it doesn't matter.

I'm alive,

and you're alive and...

And we're alive together.

There will be other treasures.

Do you really feel that way?

Absolutely.

Then I guess

you don't want your share.

- That's a barrel.

- On this end.

- On this end?

- Yes. A marker barrel.

But on the other...

This is yours, men.

Every last doubloon.

No one ever fought harder

for anything.

Mr. Glasspoole will divide it

into equal shares for us.

You're all rich men now.

You're free to go

your separate ways.

You could buy a little cottage

in Bermuda...

and drink camomile tea

on the porch.

On the other hand,

we could do what we were born to do.

Stay together and ride the early trades

all the way to Madagascar...

the best pirating waters

in the world.

Well, what do you say?

Shall we add to this pile here

on the deck?

Mr. Glasspoole, what say you?

It's just that it is such

a large decision to make...

in such a small amount of time.

Aye!

Mr. Blair?

I'd like to, but it's just...

I've always wanted

to do a bit of farming.

Farming?

To the captain!

- Where to?

- I told you. Madagascar.

But that's in Africa.

Then we'd best get busy.

Mr. Trotter, take the crow's nest watch

for the next 12 hours.

Good as done, ma'am.

Mr. Blair, prepare to come about.

Steer south-southeast.

On to your stations, men.

Prepare to come about south-southeast.

And, Mr. Shaw.

I'd like to see you in my cabin

immediately.

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