Treasure Island Page #7

- Get him.

Quite unnecessary, Joyce.

Save your ammunition, man.

I'll try to. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Hunter, we must silence that gun.

Aye, aye, sir.

Get the powder keg.

- Right, sir.

- Fuse, man. Hurry.

- Jim!

- No!

- Ready?

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Shoot at him.

- Kill him.

Kill him, you bloody swab.

Get back here, you bloody yellow dog.

- Easy now.

- Come on.

- Get him inside.

- Come on. Get him inside.

- Sit him right down.

- There you go.

Have some, here.

Now, you lie quietly, captain.

You have an ugly splinter wound.

And if you keep still and do not

freight about, then you will live.

Aye, aye, doctor.

And you, watch your step.

Doctor, may I come with you?

I'm afraid not, Jim. You had quite

enough adventure for one day.

- I'll be back before sun up.

- Good luck to you, doctor.

Thank you, squire.

Where in the name of Davy Jones

be he going?

- Why, to find Ben Gunn.

- I wish I were going with him.

My, God. That's the first ship I ever lost.

Blast these bloody buccaneers to hell.

So it was that I took French leave

of my comrades.

I was a fool, if you like,

but I was only a boy...

... and I had a scheme in my head

and was determined to do it.

I would go down

to the mouth of the river...

... and find the boat Ben Gunn said

he had hidden in the mangroves.

There were only two lights visible

in the darkness.

The great fire on shore...

... and the pinpoints of light coming

from the anchored ship.

It was then that the rest of the scheme

took shape in my mind.

And I set out to retake

the Hispaniola.

Oh, come on.

- He's there. Come on.

- Give it.

- What do you mean?

- Shut up, you bloody swab bastard.

It's mine.

Trying to cheat me out

of my treasure as well as my rum.

Well, I owned that and it belongs to me.

Damn you!

Come aboard, Mr. Hands.

Rum.

Oh. By thunder, I wanted some of that.

Much hurt, are we?

Where might you have come from,

eh, laddie?

I've come aboard to take possession

of the ship, Mr. Hands.

- You'll please regard me as your captain.

- Now, look here.

You give me food and drink...

...an old handkerchief

to tie my leg up with...

...and I'll tell you

how to get some sail on her...

...and lay a course back to the island.

I'm not going back to the anchorage.

I mean to take her to the North Inlet

and beach her there.

To be sure you do.

I'm not such an infernal lubber after all.

And now you ask the wind of me.

North Inlet, it is.

Heave away the halyard!

Stand by the forecourse.

Turn your sails.

Heave away on it.

I'll take the wheel now, Mr. Hands.

Aye, there's Foremast Hill.

North Inlet's just beyond.

Take your orders from me,

Captain Hawkins...

...and we'll beach this hulk

and be done with it.

Take her up going into the wind.

There's a good place

to beach your ship in, Hawkins.

North of Cat's Paw.

Stand by the luffer.

Starboard a little.

Larboard a little.

Steady.

Steady as she goes.

Now, my Hawkins...

...take her into the wind.

Oh, Jim.

You didn't keep your powder dry, hey?

Didn't they learn you nothing?

One more step, Mr. Hands,

and I'll blow your brains out.

Jim, shipmate.

I reckon we're fouled, eh?

You and me, we'll have to sign articles.

I never have no luck, not I.

And I guess I'll have to strike my colors

with you...

...which comes hard for a master mariner

to a ship's younker like you.

Pieces of eight!

Hey. Come on, who's there?

Light that torch, Bill.

Why, it's Jim Hawkins.

Shiver me timbers. Dropped in, like, eh?

I take that friendly.

Well, Jim, here you are.

Quite a pleasant surprise for old John.

I'll give you the truth of it.

I always wanted you to join with us...

...and take your share

and die a gentleman...

...and now, my lad, you've got to.

Oh?

See here, you can't go back

to your own lot, they won't have you.

- Ungrateful scamp, the captain calls you.

- Right.

So without, you start a whole ship's

company by yourself...

...which might be lonely,

you'll have to join with Captain Silver.

Well, he ain't getting my share.

- Am I to answer, then?

- No one's a-pressing of you, lad.

Take your bearings.

Well, if I'm to choose...

...I say I have a right to know

what's what.

He'd be the lucky one as knowed that.

You'll perhaps batten down your hatches

till you're spoke to.

Yesterday morning...

...Mr. Hawkins, in the dogwatch,

down come Dr. Livesey with a flag of truce.

"Captain Silver," he says,

"you're sold out. Ship's gone."

Well, we looked out,

and by thunder, he was right.

The old ship was gone.

"Well," says the doctor,

"now let's bargain."

So he did. Here we are, blockhouse,

stores, rum, whole blessed boat.

As for them, they tramped away

out of here, which I don't know where.

Is that all?

It's all you're to know for now, my son.

Very well.

You're in a bad way.

Ship lost, treasure lost,

your whole business gone to wreck.

And if you wanna know who did it...

...it was I.

- You?

Yeah. I was in the apple barrel

the night we sighted land.

I heard you and Dick and Israel Hands

who is now at the bottom of the sea.

As for the ship...

...I cut her cable and brought her to

a place where you'll never see her...

...not one of you.

- What?

Silence fore and aft.

Is that your answer, lad?

Kill me if you like.

But one thing, if you spare me,

bygones are bygones...

...and when you're all in court

for piracy and murder...

...I'll save you all I can.

Kill another if you like or keep a witness

to save you from the gallows.

Yeah, good.

It was him that knowed Black Dog.

It was him who lifted the chart

from Billy Bones.

First to last, I reckon,

we've split upon you, Jim Hawkins.

Go on, skin him from the neck.

Kill him.

Give him the Spanish torture.

Well, lad, here goes.

Who be you, George Merry?

Maybe you thought

you was captain here, perhaps.

By the powers, I'll teach you better.

I'm captain here by election.

Captain because I'm the best man

by a long sea mile.

I like that boy.

I never seen a better boy than that.

He's more a man than any pair

of you bilge rats a-boarded here.

Let me see the man

who'll lay a hand on him.

Draw a cutlass, him that dares.

I'll show you the color of his insides.

Hmm.

Asking your pardon, captain.

You're pretty free with some of the rules.

Perhaps you'll kindly keep an eye

on the rest.

This crew's dissatisfied.

This crew has rights like other crews.

We claims our rights

and steps outside for council.

Fo'c'sle council.

According to rules.

See you, Jim.

You're within half a plank of death,

or worse.

And they're going to throw me off.

But I'll stand by you, thick or thin.

"You stand by Hawkins,"

I says to myself, "he'll stand by you."

You mean all's lost?

That's about it.

I'll save your life if I can...

...but, Jim, if we gets off this here

lee shore...

...you save old John from swinging, huh?

I'll do what I may.

Ah, that's good enough for me.

Oh, here comes a squall, or I'm mistook.

Let them come, lad,

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