Treasure Island Page #4
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and disappear at whim.
Like your mate's coinage here.
What you got, mate?
That's unlucky.
I heard when Flint took merchantmen,
he'd put the survivors
in jolly boats.
Right out on the big wide.
And he watched
as they starve to death.
Yeah, I heard that too.
with old Israel,
do you, Master Hawkins?
- Can I leave your pockets?
- If you want.
I don't believe them stories
that Flint is dead.
Oh, he's dead for sure, Mr Arrow.
Yeah, died skint
in a Yankee brothel.
I heard they took his body
out to sea and dumped it,
now it's in the belly
of a million fishes.
And how do you know?
Well, I caught a fish the other day
and it tasted of cigars.
- You're in trouble, Israel.
- Deep trouble.
Oh, Mr Dujon.
Sorry, lad.
You cheated old Israel!
I'll slit your throat, lad!
Israel.
Takes a shark to know a shark,
now let him down easy.
Get out of here, Jim.
On your way.
So where's the grog, hmm?
Captain's rations, Mr Arrow.
So this is where we keep
the rum for the officers.
Then this is where I keeps the key.
Being first mate,
you can come and go.
Store them it daily.
Yeah.
One look at that Squire
and he was gonna be cheap.
All haste and profit.
They were leaving port
before we was fit.
That a true word.
I know people
who've sailed this old tug.
They said she needed a refit
before she went again.
Thank you, Long John.
Mr Arrow wants eyes on the crew.
He'll put in a good word for you
with the Captain
if you keep watch on George Merry
and his hands for us.
- Report to us, Silver.
- Mr Dujon.
You are done, Mr Silver.
If you don't make your mark
as a sea cook,
a barber's surgeon.
Nearly there, Jim.
Thanks, Joe.
I ain't gonna look at that scum
one more night, John.
There will be a time, George.
Time for all that.
Look, this Smollett
is a good seaman,
he'll get us to the island,
we'll be bladed up
With knowledge of the map
and that is when we'll pounce.
In the meantime, we'll bring
all the crew over to our side.
Those who stay loyal to
the officers...
..we'll kill them.
"Marvellous things did he
in the s-sight of their f-fathers."
"In the land of Egypt,
in the field of Zoan."
"He divided the sea
and caused them to pass...
..through."
"He made the waters
to stand as an heap."
Stewed cabbage
to go with the pork belly.
Apple sauce.
The doctor fought at Fontenoy,
Captain.
- Really?
- With the 23rd Foot.
As did my friend
Lieutenant Gascoigne.
Who did not have a high opinion
of our doctor.
I don't think I knew
Lieutenant Gascoigne.
Well, he knew you.
And knew what words to use
to describe your bravery
in the face of the enemy,
Dr Livesey.
No man knows how he'll be
till he looks a Frenchie
or a Spaniard in the face.
Eh, Doctor?
- I know many a man who's bravery...
- Shut up, Silver.
Squire Trelawney, whatever you've
heard about previous incidents,
I assure you
on our business venture...
I'll feed the men, sir.
I think we need to clarify
the term "our business venture."
Tell me, Livesey, what were you
hoping to put up to secure the loan?
What do you own with
a guaranteed worth of 5,000?
No.
You will earn a good wage
as the medical man.
The boy is budgeted for a wage too.
I hope this clarifies
any misunderstanding.
Yes.
Jimmy.
No, don't go down.
Stand up, stand up.
Lying down doesn't work.
Look at the horizon.
Keep your head at least moving.
So did that rich man,
did he cut you
out the profit of the voyage?
He did.
Your doctor, he made
an argument for you, didn't he?
Tell me he did.
Now, there's talk, Jim, below decks
and I'm hearing
of a map your Squire has,
shows our port of call.
A map?
Cos I'd love to see it,
for my journal.
My own ship's log.
Get the bearings, cos no-one knows
where we're heading.
You've seen it?
Don't know.
Because the rumour is
the map was yours too.
- You've not seen it?
- I don't know.
Would be a large piece of paper
and will look like a map.
What's that?
Ginger.
Chewing it's a trick for your tum.
Go on.
Try and get some sleep.
What is it?
Just looking for some food, missus,
that's all.
Are you paying, girl?
I'm paying.
Some eggs I see there.
A drink if that's acceptable, missus?
Are you in trouble, girl?
Where are you going?
Just staying off the Bristol Road.
What kind of trouble are you in?
There is gold
for all loyal boys on that island.
All you need.
And you have my word that those
that follow my orders
when I spring the trap
will get their due.
So are you with me, lads?
Are you cooking for Silver now, boy?
I'm sorry.
Then sundown to the horizon.
And when it's lower limb
is touching that.
Dujon.
To the top, see to that.
Tool to the tops!
The sun is no longer rising,
you got that?
- Yes, Captain.
- To the tops!
We work out the latitude and begin
to place ourselves here on the map.
It's not dreams
that fix stars that govern life.
Have faith
in what is constant out there.
Dr Livesey.
Mr Dujon.
He's dead, Captain.
What happened, man?
He fell from the top sail.
The rattlings up there are rotten.
Go see.
I saw him fall.
I saw him grapping
and falling up there.
Mr Arrow.
You ran checks on the main topmast
before we sailed?
- Mr Dujon.
- It just gave way.
I was stretching my neck
and I watched him,
eager to get down the length of
the yard and it gave way under him.
Boys have complained
about it before.
- Not to me.
- Mr Arrow knew it, sir.
There's a feeling below deck that...
What?
It's not my place to talk.
Below deck, we said we left port
before we was right.
Got it.
There can only be one outcome,
Captain Smollett.
It's preposterous.
No, it is not.
As captain of this ship,
I shoulder the blame.
I apologise, men.
Below deck,
we feel say that haste and profit
are the officers on this ship, sir.
And are valued by some
more than they value men's lives.
Withdraw that.
Make him withdraw that.
Accidents are life, gentlemen.
It is clear that Dujon's negligence
contributed to his own death.
- It was no negligence.
- That's enough.
Give the man a Christian burial.
Put deep to his maker.
The sooner we get to where
we're heading, then good for all.
Be in that mist in an hour.
It's real thick, Joe.
Remember these are Flint's waters.
And this is what Flint
would do, boys.
He would wait for the ship
in mist to hit.
Then it would come for it.
You got any children, Israel?
One or two, John.
Don't go telling them bedtime
stories, whatever you do.
All hands west ship!
One of the privateers
from the Americas?
We don't have the speed
to out-run anything.
Kill all the lanterns.
Kill all the noise.
These are the Captain's waters,
John Silver.
Did you see that?
He's back from the dead, John.
There ain't no thing as spirits.
Flint dead will be more evil
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