Treasure Island Page #5

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than when he was alive.

I told you,

that's the old man's spirit.

- There ain't no thing as spirits.

- What you call that then, Silver?

That route would take

an extra four days.

If we cut through Bermuda waters,

we'll reach our destination

by Friday.

To sail without convoy

is dangerous.

There are pirates near Bermuda

who wait for such prizes as us.

I've read of privateers,

under commission from American

colonies to clean up these waters

- but act no better than Flint himself.

- Enough of this!

your orders are to follow

a direct route.

The crew are seasoned seafarers.

They know the trouble in these

waters, they will not sail in them.

I believe they can be persuaded, sir.

Good man.

I believe if we're primed

and ready for an attack,

the boys I vouch for

will take the direct route.

The others will come along.

I feel almost sure of it, sir.

Good man, Silver.

Blade up, boys!

Check the pistols and the powder.

Gun crews primed

and practice on the gun deck.

Where's Mr Arrow?

- Below deck was up incapacitated.

- Did you give him liquor?

- No.

- Where did he get it from?

Mr Merry,

you'll be my first mate now

- until further orders.

- Aye, sir.

Load them up, boys.

Fire!

What course, sir?

- West by south west.

- West by south west, sir.

Fire!

How much longer

will we need to stand here?

Oh, a day, couple of days.

Depends on our port of call.

But now would be a very good time

for that map to walk out

the Squire's cabin, come down here,

walk in to the galley,

walk past my eyeballs.

What do you think, Jim Hawkins?

Hawkins.

Yeah.

Now would be a very good time.

We should get Mr Arrow below

before the captain sees.

Mr Silver said not.

He said he was like

an untethered dog.

Drinking comfort like a friend.

It's where weakness goes.

Down a man's throat.

What is this?

- Is this the original?

- No.

The one I saw had more markings

on the island.

Squire Trelawney

must have made a fresh copy.

I want to trace the original,

not this.

But everything's there,

latitude, longitude.

For your journal.

Well, better put it back now.

Good lad.

We could go now, John.

On my word.

- Which you won't be getting yet.

- Because we haven't seen the map yet.

If we got that, I reckon

your word would come tumbling out.

Patience, boys.

Patience.

Alright, here it goes.

Think of the lives you're gonna live

if you follow my orders now.

You'll never have to

follow orders again.

Squire Trelawney!

Think of the happiness

this treasure will bring you.

The wives you're gonna have.

Though none as good as mine.

Trelawney!

Mr Merry, escort this gentleman

below and put him in irons.

- You killed him.

- Get below as the Captain says.

You killed David.

I kill you!

I know many of you

have served in his Majesty's Navy.

As did my father.

From whom I have learned

many things about the service.

Its beauty.

Its danger.

And its discipline.

Which must be insisted upon.

For the crime of

the attempted murder of a gentleman,

Mr Arrow is to be disciplined.

Take the body down below.

Make the right decision.

You're a good lad.

Mr Silver?

Smart as paint is what you are.

Mr Silver.

I can tell you're a good lad.

Smart as paint,

you remind of myself.

That's a high compliment

coming from me.

Now you know we're Flint's old crew.

When the tide is right,

we're gonna take this ship

and the treasure on that island

which is ours by right.

I heard that talk, Mr silver.

- So will you be with us?

- Yes.

I'll be with you, Mr Silver.

Smart lad.

Is he with us?

He says it but we'll see.

I'm with you, boys.

Get us an apple.

No doubt it will be

all of them tonight.

Except for Joe and Allen.

And your Jim Hawkins.

The boys need to take the ship now, John.

We're tired of the wait.

We still need to get eyes

on that map.

Your boy ain't gonna get it us.

We need to raid that cabin

ourselves and kill the boy

with the others.

No, he's one of us.

That lad will be as good

a buccaneer as the best of us.

If he doesn't get that map,

we will wait until Trelawney

organises his digging party,

that's when he has to produce it

and that's when we'll strike.

Not before.

Have I your word?

Do you think I've come this far

not to kill them?

You think I want that captain

or that Squire turning up

and operating the rich man's law?

When I call it, I'm gonna kill

that Bible-reading hypocrite

with my own bare hands.

Will you help me, Jim?

Come and help me.

Land ahoy!

Off the starboard bow!

Anchor away!

Tomorrow morning, Squire Trelawney

will be leading an expedition

to the inland of the island

to proceed with his business.

I thought, Captain Smollett,

I might lead

an exploratory party this afternoon.

No, my men won't be doing

any work this afternoon.

They will rest,

I think they need that.

- Captain, may I remind you...

- You may not, or Mr Trelawney.

My orders are to rest the crew,

is that understood?

To give these men

extra rations of grog.

You're free to be masters

of your own enjoyment, boys.

Those who wish to visit the island,

Mr Merry, Mr Silver,

would you organise

boats and provisions.

Pleasure, sir.

Curfew is set for dusk.

May I pass on the boys' thanks

for your excellent seamanship.

Delivering us safe and with

God's grace to our port of call.

- Three cheers for the Captain. Hip-hip...

- Hooray!

- Hip-hip...

- Hooray!

One for the grog. Hip-hip...

Much appreciated, sir.

Can't deal with much more of

this patience lark, John.

Israel, you can and you will.

Are you coming, Alan? Joe?

Come on, lads.

Is there room for me, Mr Silver?

Always room for you, Jim.

You're going, Jim?

Yes, will you come too, Doctor?

Please, will you come?

No, but I'll want a report

on what it's like.

Flora and fauna.

Interesting to see for myself

tomorrow.

He's in good company, Doctor.

Don't worry.

Good.

Told his mother

I'd look out for him.

Starboard side!

Do you know what

one of these is, Widow Hawkins?

Can you read?

No, Mr Redruth.

Widow Hawkins,

this is a legal document.

Made between your late husband

and my client Squire Trelawney.

Your husband borrowed money,

did you know that?

- No.

- Is that his sign?

Yes.

It would only have been

to cover the rent, ask for leeway.

Before the squire left

four weeks ago,

he instructed me to take possession

of the inn as it went into arrears.

This is my home.

Not from tomorrow, Mrs Hawkins.

Joe, help me out with that.

Have you stolen from me?

- No, sir.

- Where is it?!

- Trelawney.

- Have you stolen from me?

- Where's the map?

- Have you stolen from me?!

Get Jim!

Get up the stairs, get above deck!

I've had my eye on you.

You're as smart as paint,

remind me of Long John

when I was young.

Fancy free.

Alan and I know there's talk of

taking the ship, Mr Silver.

Well, that's why

I want to talk to you, Joe.

Either you and Alan are gold dust.

But when the killing starts,

there'll be no middle man.

Long John, I'm an honest man.

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