Treasure Island Page #7

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- Oh, yes, sir. It's just hot in here, sir.

Go on, make your play.

Make your play, I says!

Let's talk.

Silver's tangled everything, I tell you.

Stow that drunken guff

and make your play.

I be'n't drunk, and Silver's a fool.

You're the fool, William. And your face

fair makes me bilious, it does.

Fool, bilious, eh?

We're adrift!

Adrift we be!

- Why, the anchor's gone!

- The hawser's parted!

Up with the jib,

we'll swing into the reef.

Come aboard, Mr. Hands.

Much hurt?

Not the way poor dear William be.

He wasn't much of a sailor, was William.

Where might you come from?

I've come aboard to take possession

of this ship, Mr. Hands...

...and you can regard me as captain

until further notice.

Well, now, Captain Hawkins...

...and who's to sail her,

without you get the hint from me?

- Well...

- Now, look here...

...you give me me food and me drink...

...and a bit of a scarf or a handkerchief

to bind up me wound with...

...and I'll show you how to sail her.

Now, that's square all round, ain't it?

Done, Mr. Hands.

Now, I can't have these colors,

Mr. Hands...

...and by your leave, I'll strike them.

God save the king,

and there's an end to Captain Silver.

Now your wound, Mr. Hands.

I won't be forgetting about this,

Captain Hawkins.

And where might we be a-sailing to?

Not back to the anchorage,

you can be sure.

I've seen a map of this island.

- Do you know a cove called North Inlet?

- That I do.

It's a way north,

on the other shore, it be.

Well, that's where we're sailing to.

I'm gonna run her high and dry

on the beach...

...where nobody will be able to find her

excepting honest people.

Now, does that suit your curiosity,

Mr. Hands?

Why, Captain Hawkins, under my present

unfortunate circumstances...

...to a plum.

Aye, she's headed right now.

Right, captain.

Now lash the wheel and come forward

for a close haul on the jib.

Right.

It's been a tiresome voyage.

Why, you can stand.

And I can walk too.

Perhaps you'll be needing a little rest,

Captain Hawkins.

Wet powder, Captain Hawkins.

One more step, Mr. Hands,

and I'll blow your brains out.

Dead men don't bite, you know.

I reckon you and me will have to

sign articles, Jim.

I'd have had you but for that lurch there.

I don't have much luck, not I.

It looks like I'll have to...

Dr. Livesey.

Dr. Livesey.

Pieces of eight.

Well, if it ain't Jim Hawkins.

Dropped in sort of friendly-like, huh?

What have you done with my friends?

Have you killed them?

Oh, no. Blood spilling's all over, Jim.

We signed a treaty, Jim.

Treaty? What kind of a treaty?

Well, we give them their freedom out of here

in return for half of their provisions.

But where did they go?

Oh, they just wandered away.

But if you're of mind to hunting them up,

why, you just save your time, Jim...

...because they don't want to have

nothing to do with you.

- You're lying.

- No, Jim.

Why, the squire told me right to my face

that you was a deserter...

...and the doctor...

Oh, the doctor said that you was scared.

But they couldn't think that.

They wouldn't, not after...

Naturally, I've always wanted you

to join up with us and take your share.

- Now it looks like you'll have to.

- Well, supposing I said no.

Well, even if you do get the treasure...

...your ship's lost, your men lost,

your whole business gone to wreck.

- If you want to know who did it, it was I.

- You, Jim?

I was in the apple barrel that night

and heard you.

I cut the ship's hawser

and killed those two aboard her...

...and I took her where

you'll never see her again, none of you.

Kill me if you want, but the laugh's on my

side, and I'll die laughing at the lot of you.

I believe you would, matey.

He faked the map from Billy Bones.

First and last we've been fouled by him.

Avast there!

Be you captain here, Morgan?

- Tom's right.

- I'm the captain...

...I say what's right.

- I'll be hanged if I'll be hazed by you, John...

- You want to have it out with me?

That's better, George Merry.

Why, this boy's got more fight in him

than the whole of you.

I like this boy...

...and if you understand

King George's English...

...you better not lay a hand on him.

Well, you makes a hash of this cruise.

You're a bold man to say no to that.

And second, there's that boy.

He's earned a proper killing.

In the third place, you wouldn't let us

attack them, and they on the march.

And fourth, you let the enemy

out of this trap for nothing.

Oh, we get the stores

and the powder...

...but we didn't get the map, did we?

And what do we want here

except for the map, I'd like to know.

Quiet, by George!

- By thunder, it's it.

- Look:
"J.F."

Flint's initials, with a score below

and a clove hitch.

Good old Silver!

Long John forever!

- Aye, Silver!

- Hurrah for Silver.

- Where'd you get the map?

- From Dr. Livesey, matey.

You couldn't have gotten it

unless you killed them.

No. That's part of the bargain, matey.

They gets their freedom

and we gets the treasure.

Will you join me

in a bit of fresh air, matey?

There's so much stupidity in here

that I can't breathe properly.

Come on.

Guess that ends everything,

now that you've got the map.

No, matey,

you've still got a chance for a share.

No, I thank you...

...but I want you to know I'm grateful

for you defending me.

Now I best go and hunt up my friends.

Goodbye.

Here, you better stay here for a spell.

Maybe the squire and the doctor have had

a little change of heart about you.

Well, yes, but...

Well, I might need you for a hostage.

Come on, sit down.

Hostage?

What do you need a hostage for?

You said you'd made a treaty.

Well, treaties are only good until

you find a chance to break them, matey.

That isn't very honorable.

It's smart, Jim.

You see what being honorable

done for me?

- I had to show them the map, didn't I?

- Well, why were you keeping it from them?

There's too many of them

to share the treasure with.

I just trying to figure a way

to get rid of about half of them.

- Oh, I see. More murders.

- Oh, no, not murder.

Tactics.

I recall taking a prize ship

off of Peru once...

...and there was too many of them

to share the treasure with...

...so Flint and me, we waits

till all hands are asleep...

I don't wish to hear about it.

All right, Jim.

Well, what did you do with them?

Flint, he has a little hammer,

so we go around to all the bunks...

...and we get in back of the men

and then we...

Never mind. I don't wish to hear about it.

Oh, all right. It ain't important.

We only disposed of 13 men.

Blockhouse, ahoy.

What about it, Silver?

Have you seen anything of Jim Hawkins?

- Why...

- Here I am, Dr. Livesey.

Thank heaven you're safe.

Let me talk with him.

- No, by the powers. They'll pull a trick.

- Please.

I'll be telling you for the last time,

George Merry, you drop his arm.

You give me your word of honor

that you won't slip your cable, Jim?

- I do.

- Well, all right, then.

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