Pirates Page #4

I 'ope I may prevail upon you

to accept me 'ospitality.

An officer of the Royal Fleet

does not drink with pirates.

It takes all kinds to make a world,

does it not, Padre?

It does indeed, my son,

it does indeed.

As we hear from Dutch,

an expert in these matters...

you're not worth a bag o' nails.

So, pirate that I am, I find myself

obliged to have your hanged from...

the yardarm of your beloved "Neptune".

You'll be dancin' a jig on air...

- come day-break. What say you to that?

- Death means less to me than...

dishonor! Had you the courage,

you would confront me sword in hand.

You will not deign to drink with us,

yet you would taste our steel.

Well, I have it in mind to play a

little game we never tire of...

me mates and I, which I myself

call Dead Man's Nag.

Legs a thoroughbred!

To the death, gentlemen.

And if any rider's feet touch

the ground before he's skewered...

I'll have you hanged... prompt,

riders and nags alike.

Do not be distressed, mam'selle,

'tis only a sport.

There, that's better! I like that!

The winner's life shall be spared.

Cap'n Red gives his word on it.

Tell me, I was just wondering,

the throne or Kapatek-Anahuac...

- Who?

- Kapatek-Anahuac...

- Never 'eard of 'im.

- Well, I gather...

I thought the "Neptune"...

- I heard a rumor that...

- What rumor?

Nothing... Just idle gossip.

Nothing.

You've been blabbin' about

me throne, you dog!

No, not a word, Captain, not a word!

Mum as a clam, I swear!

Get up! Get up, get up!

Get up, get up. Yah, uh...

Damn it! Get up! Get up!

And who might you be, sir?

It must be that lawyer

the Dutchman spoke of.

Is it you, sir, whose tongue

these dogs have cut out?

Heaven be praised! Can you assist us?

Do you have a plan?

- What does he mean?

- He appears to be to be thirsty.

Thristy? Ridiculous!

What is that to us?

He wants some rum.

In the name of His Majesty, I command

you to help us... we need arms.

Give him some rum!

What! Three more barrels? Over

my dead body... you tell him that.

I'd rather you told him yourself.

"Three barrels of rum are to be taken

aboard the "Neptune".

May God help you. "

- Good fortune!

- All our hopes go with you, my son.

Quite so, quite so.

Give us a blessing.

Quick, quick!

Where are those barrels?

Come!

Come on, mates, that's it! I took

bets on who could drink fastest.

You mean the most!

Who cares how long it takes?

I was thinking:
if we were to keep

one of these three barrels...

- would there not still be two left?

- What do you say?

- Keep it how?

- Roll it over the side.

- It would sink.

- Nay, it'll float...

we can moor it to the anchor

and pick it up later.

Now!

No, later!

Long live the King!

Thanks be to God, who in his infinite

wisdom has put an end to this mutiny.

The buccaneer is dead.

So is his crony.

Here's a man of mettle...

one who put loyalty before treason.

He suffered terribly inthe fray,

poor soul...

but his valor shall not go unrewarded.

How say you, Gonzalez?

- Long live the King!

- Long live the King!

Long live the King!

- Long live the King!

- Long live the King!

A roving, a roving

Since roving's been my ruin I aim

We'll go no more a roving

With you fair maid

- Why do you always stare at me?

- Captain Red commanded me...

- not to take my eyes off you.

- You are very obedient.

I do my duty.

Is he perhaps frightened that

I shall grow wings and fly away?

- Perhaps.

- And you, sir?

- I, mam'selle?

- Why did you come to my rescue?

Why did you kill one ofyour

comrades for my sake?

Ahoy there, sonny!

Come over here by us!

Or take her into the bushes!

Ah! Very good morning to you,

Master Carpenter.

I was just a'wonderin' if

you had any further need o' me ring?

Since I've been parted from it, 'tis

as though I were missin' a finger.

Here it is.

As good as new.

To arms!

To arms!

To arms!

On your feet swine!

On your feet!

On your feet...!

Up, up...

You too, get up...

Get up.

Me throne. Me throne!

Here, you cut-throats...

you forgot your trademark!

Better luck in the next world!

- What will they do with us?

- Rest easy, my pigeon.

I saw you born and I shall see you

married. Your safety is precious...

- to these cut-throats.

- Yet they are not all wicked men.

That Frenchman, for instance...

He seems different...

Anaconda Bay... that's

where we'll hide.

All quiet topside?

Aye, sir. All shipshape and seaworthy.

Tide'll be up by eight bells.

Who goes there? Password!

'Tis, Maria Dolores Eugenia del Alcade.

Seorita!

This Padre and his brave companions have

delivered me from the pirates' clutches.

- Conduct me to my uncle.

- At once, Seorita...

- I will call the Officer of the Watch.

- My son...

I have a communication of paramount

importance to impart to His Excellency.

Kindly convey us thither

with the utmost discretion.

No one else may know ofme presence 'ere...

so batten down yer 'atches!

- Well? Did you hear what the Padre said?

- Directly, Seorita!

Your uncle will rejoiceto see you safe and sound.

We have all been praying

for you, Seorita.

Hell's bells!

Permit me to rouse my poor uncle,

else he may die of apoplexy.

Uncle Archibaldo!

'Tis I, Dolores!

Wake up...

wake up, I bessech you!

- Uncle Archibaldo!

- That'll do! On yer feet, Archie!

Oh forgive me, Lord! San Antonio

deliver me from all these demons!

'Tis Dolores, your niece!

Eh! Are we all dead?

- Where am I, Father?

- I'm not your father, idiot!

I'm Cap'n Red!

- Thomas Bartholomew Red!

- Himself...

but pressed for time. Now bend your earto

this:
I've got your niece here...

and I'll trade her for

the throne of Kapatek-Anahuac.

What insolence! That throne

belongs to the Spanish Crown!

No longer, you old whale!

I want it! At once!

Never! Do you understand?

Never!

- Go on, sonny!

- Where, Cap'n?

Rape!

- What are you waiting for?

- I... I can't.

- 'Tis an order!

- I know Cap'n...

- yet... no!

- Insubordination!

- Boomako, stand in for this traitor!

- Aye, Cap'n.

No, no, save me, sir, for

pity's sake listen to your heart!

Surely, my virtue is worth a throne?

- You agree then?

- Never!

You shall see what stuff a

Spanish Governor is made of!

Monster! At least have the grace

to kill me before you dishonor me!

Cap'n, can't you see? He doesn't

care two coppers for his niece!

- Let's have his eye out!

- No!

Aye, there's a pretty notion!

Let's take a peek at 'is brains!

Spare him, I beg you! I will give you

my jewels... all my jewels!

Have pity on him. I implore you,

for the sake of the mother that...

bore you in her womb!

Oh, my gout! My gout!

Get off, quick! You're killing me!

Help! Hel... " Stop! Stop! Stop! In

the name of the Holy Virgin, stop!

- The throne!

- Give him his throne! Go fetch it...

Captain, go, but don't touch

my foot again.

By the Holy Eternal,

don't touch my foot!

Out of yer crib!

Now be a good lad and do

as you're told. Else...

Take your pen!

Here, set this down...

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