Treasure Island Page #6

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Appreciate that.

My daddy always told me

to be honest, John.

My daddy said the same thing.

Maybe they knew each other.

So, Alan and I

are going to step aside.

When it's time,

we want no part of it,

only job safe so we can catch

on honest path home.

Please, sir. Please!

- No!

- That was Alan.

- Let me go!

- What have you done to him?

Is this is starting?

Alan!

Jimmy.

Come here, Jimmy.

Help me up.

Good.

Wipe this.

Nice and clean.

You get used to violence, Jimmy.

You understand that without it,

without carrying through

on the threat of it...

Clean both sides.

...other men will take what's yours.

That's the truth.

And they live the life

that should be yours.

Couldn't get him with us, John.

It's a bonny job, Mr Hawkins.

So, Jim, what's it to be?

Where are you standing, boy?

Not yet.

Not yet!

The other deck, Mr Joyce.

- Hold the stern, Trelawney!

- Hold the stern!

Mr Gray!

Livesey!

I'm gonna kill you!

In here, Dr Livesey.

Quickly.

Hurry with the chest.

Cover the door! Cover the door!

Get in the boat.

Everybody get in the boat,

get in the bloody boat right now!

Jimmy, get in the boat!

What do we do?

Get in the Jolly Boat,

try and make it to the island.

I'm not leaving without my map.

We can't hold the ship, sir.

Silver will come and help us from the beach.

Silver is the ringleader,

Captain.

They're Flint's old crew.

All of them.

Squire, on the map, sir.

There was a stockade indicated.

Some kind of a stronghold

on this side of the island.

- Yes, that.

- Left of the beach where Silver is.

Let's try it.

Quickly, quickly. Hurry.

They're in the other jolly boat!

Use the cannon!

Shoot them out of the water!

Hurry!

Fire!

Get out of the boat,

get out of the boat!

- Head them off!

- We just got in.

Now you're gonna get out. Come on!

Jimmy?

Mr Trelawney, take the gun crew out.

Go again!

Load her up!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

Come back, boy!

Jim!

- John! We need you!

- Come on, John.

Jimmy!

They're heading for their fort.

Come on, we'll cut them off.

- Gentlemen, pull it.

- Get all the provisions!

Who's that?

Who's there?

I will not show one ounce of

weakness to Mr Silver and his men.

We have ammunition for one fight.

You're posturing

will get us killed.

The time has passed for patience.

Please, sir, please, don't.

Give me the map.

- We haven't got it.

- Then give me the boy.

"We are the same."

You wait for your husband,

I for my son.

He's gonna hit us as soon as he can

now he has no choice.

He's coming.

Sharpen your blades, lads.

It's time to play the reaper.

We're dropping like flies.

Flint is dead!

That's the Black Spot, Jimmy.

What are you doing?

There's no law here.

I won't join you, Silver.

We're not always

the men we hoped we would be.

The ship,

the bloody ship has disappeared!

You think you could cope

with killing, Jim?

You're a thief and a murderer!

Put Mr Silver in irons.

I'll make a fine gentleman, Jim Hawkins.

Quickly, there it is.

They're gaining on us.

Hurry, they're gaining on us!

Hurry!

Mr Joyce.

Get over!

Reload!

Get back, boys!

They've got our range.

Mr Hunter, Mr Joyce,

stay on the wall.

Shoot anything that moves.

What is that?

Colours.

Please, sir. Please don't.

My name is Jim Hawkins.

Jim, what's Christian

about you then?

What?

What's Christian about you?

My name is Jim, Jim Hawkins.

Like the hawk, Jim?

Like the hawk?

That's right.

You have a piece of heaven on you?

Piece of cheese is like

a piece of heaven, I say that.

I ain't got no cheese.

No heaven then.

My godly duty is to kill all those

with the devil in their eye.

There are those who come to us

in devil form, stringy meat.

That old John Silver could cut

into a stew, he could.

Not Ben Gunn,

Ben Gunn just sizzles.

You know John Silver?

That's Silver on the beach, I saw.

Silver in the sea.

Yes.

Flint.

Not Flint.

Flint is dead.

You are the devils that

have come to kill Ben Gunn? No.

Steal his palace?! I'm not

one of Flint's crew. Up there.

Get up!

Walk on, Jim.

Walk on.

Whoa, boys, what's the game here?

You see where they're hiding,

John Silver.

One lucky shot

and they're taken out.

You'll have the luck of the Devil

to take all six of them,

with double shot.

Especially knocking back

the rum, boys.

Get out of the way, Silver.

Cook the food.

It's a double shot.

Load her up!

George,

we've got no powder to waste,

we've got that Squire and Captain

where we want them.

Like rats in a trap.

Like rats in a trap.

Listen to Tom

with that sudden burst of wisdom.

Don't go wasting your advantage

trying to shoot birds

in a nest from here.

Says who?

Cook the food, Barbecue.

Says your captain is what I am.

We all agreed your captain

is gonna turn a blind eye

to the mutiny you started

before I gave the word.

Time has passed for patience.

Because you've got

Flint's treasure map now.

Not yet.

The Squire ain't got it, has he?

Been taken from his cabin.

Tom, get the grill going

on the deck.

Aye, John.

Everyone seems a little peckish.

Famished, John.

I could eat a horse.

We're fresh out of horses.

How about fish?

In God's name, please strike

the colours, Captain Smollett.

No.

They're acting as a mark

for our position, can you not see?

If I strike the colours,

I strike my authority, Mr Trelawney.

I will not show one ounce

of weakness to Silver and his men.

Your posturing will get us killed.

The more they shoot with

their bellies full of rum,

the more they will waste.

This is absurd.

Stay where you are.

- Hunter, Joyce.

- Sir.

Stay on duty, boys.

Matters are fine.

Now, question.

When you planned this expedition,

did you prepare for a relief vessel

to come searching as is practice

should we not be back in Bristol

by a certain date?

I did not, sir.

How long will our stores last,

Captain?

Three days, Dr Livesey.

Three days.

And we have ammunition

for one fight.

Short on melody,

strong on purpose, don't you think?

What did you do that for?

I did that because buried

on that island is our money.

Money we earned with Flint.

Through our honest murder

and gift for thievery.

Now, you can jump around here

like bloody monkeys in the trees

or we can work out how to go

over there and go and get it.

Quiet, boys.

There's a sober man talking.

We all know how trustworthy is a man

that doesn't drink, don't we, boys?

Now, this afternoon,

I'll get my council

when those intellectuals among us

were trying to shoot down

a flagpole from over 1,000 yards.

What did that get us?

You say it, Long John.

Nothing.

Did it get us a map?

It did not.

Did it get the cannon over

to that island

where it could wreak

some proper damage?

Well, what do we do next?

What we do is send a spy

and watch their camp

and find out where the boy is.

Who'll be our spy, John?

Can you swim, Tom?

Yeah...

So, Tom is our spy and the rest

of you can act like a crew!

Respecting me again as captain.

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