The Black Swan Page #8

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turncoat!

He's handed his soul back

to the devil!

Get to the ships and blow

the traitor to dust!

Get to the fort guns!

A broadside!

Fire!

- Hard over!

- She don't answer.

The tiller's gone.

She's gone.

Lose your sheets!

Lose your sheets!

Turn loose your braces!

Lively there!

Graham!

- Aye, sir.

- Keep pouring your fire...

into the Revenge.

And get me 20 men, I'm going

to board her, and with...

me own hands...

pull the gullet out of the mouth

of that traitor,

- Jamie Waring.

- Aye, sir.

Tommy Blue!

- Tommy!

- Jamie.

All hands stand by...

and when I tell you, heave the

hatch cover, come out fighting.

Get ready, boys.

Here, what are you d...

Captain Leech, look!

Heave!

You blasted king's spy!

- Where is she?

- Down in my cabin.

Jamie, we finished that

bunch of sea li...

I warned you myself about crossing

swords with Leech.

Here. Let me see, Jamie.

Missed your gizzard by an inch.

Rather a neat hole and squirting

blood like a bilge pump.

Is he done for?

Leaking a little, but on

even keel, Captain.

Good. I was afraid he would

be thwarting me...

by giving up the ghost prematurely.

Lady Margaret, my humble

apologies to you...

for the foul antics of this gentleman

who was once my friend.

I assure you that every indignity

you have suffered...

at his hands will be avenged.

I'm taking him back to Port Royal

and hanging him on the...

dock in chains...

and there he'll dangle to brood on

his crimes till he's stoned to death.

- Permit me to unfasten you.

- I don't understand you, Henry...

or what you've got against

poor Jamie.

I've been with him constant,

glued to his side...

and I've never seen him commit

anything in the way of a crime...

except maybe a little

weak-mindedness.

He stole this innocent child from

her parents' home, look you...

and forced his will on her

like a mad savage.

That, sir, is striking at the

roots of civilization.

And he'll speak his apologies

from the gibbet...

to this unfortunate girl

and all her kin.

- He did not steal me, Sir Henry.

- What did you say?

I came with him of my own will.

- You'll swear to that?

- Yes, on a bible.

He said he would like my

company on a sea trip...

and I told him I would be

delighted to go with him.

I feel exceedingly grateful to

Captain Waring for...

his hospitality.

- The girl is mad.

- Captain, we've just finished the count.

The pirates have suffered 200 killed,

70 wounded...

and we've taken 130 prisoners.

- What are your orders?

- Hoist sail.

I'm going to take this mad

woman back to Jamaica.

Aye, sir.

Well, we've had a nice taste of fun,

Tom Blue.

Aye. That we have, Henry.

Nothing like it to keep

your ears pink.

Look you, it wouldn't

take much arguing...

to talk me out of Jamaica.

Who wants to be sitting around

stuffed with lace...

and a wig shutting the wind

from your head?

Look at that sea.

And the world stretched

around you like...

a barrel of gold ready

to drop in your lap.

It's the only life, Henry.

Say the word and the

Caribbean is yours.

Captain Waring! Captain Waring!

Clear the deck for action, Henry.

Here comes the last broadside.

Jamie-Boy, you shouldn't

be out of bed.

Haven't you caused me enough

trouble already?

Get back to your bunk.

Oh, Jamie-Boy.

That's only twice. Once more.

I said, three times.

Jamie-Boy.

You're not going to leave me

in Jamaica?

Oh, that I don't know.

I always sample a bottle of

wine before I buy it.

Come on. Let's have a sip to see

if you're worth taking along.

What, no bites?

There he goes. It's the end

of the Spanish Main.

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