Treasure Planet Page #2

That's the Magellanic Cloud!

Whoo! The Coral Galaxy!

Oh!

DOPPLER:

That's the Cygnus Cross

and that's the Kerian Abyss.

Wait. What's this? What's this?

Why, it--it's...

Treasure Planet.

No!

That's Treasure Planet!

DOPPLER:
Flint's trove?

The loot of a thousand worlds?

You know what this means?

It means that all that treasure

is only a boat ride away.

Whoever brings it back

would hold an eternal place...

atop the pantheon of explorers!

He'd be able to experience--

[Click]

Whoo! What just happened?

Mom, this is it. This is

the answer to all our problems.

Jim, there is

absolutely no way--

Don't you remember,

all those stories?

That's all they were--stories!

With that treasure...

we could rebuild the Benbow

a hundred times over!

Well, this is--

it's just--oh, my.

Delbert, would you please

explain how ridiculous this is?

It's totally preposterous...

traversing

the entire galaxy alone.

SARAH:
Now at last,

we hear some sense!

-That's why I'm going with you.

-Delbert!

l'll use my savings

to finance the expedition.

l'll commission a ship,

hire a captain and a crew.

You're not serious.

All my life l've been waiting

for an opportunity like this...

and here it is screaming,

''Go, Delbert! Go, Delbert!''

OK. OK! You're both grounded!

[Sighs]

JIM:
Mom. look

l know that I keep

messing everything up...

and I know...

that I let you down.

But this is my chance

to make it up to you.

I'm gonna set things right.

Sarah?

lf I may?

You said yourself,

you've tried everything.

There are much worse

remedies...

than a few character-building

months in space.

Are you saying this

because it's the right thing...

or because

you really want to go?

l really, really, really,

really want to go...

and it's the right thing.

[Sighs]

Jim...

l don't want to lose you.

Mom...you won't.

l'll make you proud.

DOPPLER:
Well. uh. ahem

There we are then.

We'll begin preparations

at once.

We'll begin preparations

at once.

Jim, my boy, soon we'll be

off to the spaceport.

[Whoosh]

[Squawking]

[Squawking]

[Creatures speaking

alien languages]

DOPPLER:

Jim! Oh. Jim! Wait for me!

[Clanking]

[Breathing deeply]

Well, Jim, this should be

a wonderful opportunity...

for the two of us

to get to know one another.

You know what they say,

familiarity breeds, um...

well, contempt,

but, in our case--

Look, let's just

find the ship. OK?

[Clank]

-Second berth on your right!

-You can't miss it.

Hey, thanks.

It's the suit, isn't it?

l should never have listened...

to that pushy

two-headed saleswoman.

This one said it fit,

that one said it was my color.

l didn't know what to do.

l get so flustered. Ooh!

Oh, Jim! This is our ship!

The R.L.S. Legacy!

Whoa!

OFFhCER:

Stow those casks foward!

Heave together now!

How cool is this?

[Squishing noise]

Sorry about that.

l didn't mean--

[Angry farting noises]

Allow me to handle this.

[Pfft pffft pffft]

[Eek eek eek eek]

[Poit]

[Chuckling]

[Eek pfft]

I'm fluent in Flatula, Jim.

Took two years of it

in high school.

[Pffft]

Flatula? Cool.

Good morning, Captain.

Everything shipshape?

Shipshape it is, sir,

but I'm not the captain.

The captain's aloft.

[Meow]

Mr. Arrow, l've checked

this miserable ship...

from stem to stern,

and, as usual, it's...spot on.

Can you get nothing wrong?

You flatter me, Captain.

Ah, Dr. Doppler, I presume?

Uh, um, yes. l--

-Hello! Can you hear me?

-Yes, I can! Stop that banging!

lf I may, Doctor,

this works so much better...

when it's right-way up

and plugged in.

-Ooh!

-Lovely. There you go.

lf you don't mind,

l can manage my own plugging!

I'm Captain Amelia...

late of a few run-ins

with the Protean armada.

Nasty business, but I won't

bore you with my scars.

You've met

my first officer, Mr. Arrow.

Sterling, tough, dependable,

honest, brave, and true.

Please, Captain.

Oh, shut up, Arrow. You know

l don't mean a word of it.

Ahem, excuse me. I hate to

interrupt this lovely banter...

but may I introduce to you,

Jim Hawkins?

Jim, you see, is the boy

who found the treasure--

Doctor, please!

[Growls]

l'd like a word with you

in my stateroom.

Doctor, to muse and blabber

about a treasure map...

in front of

this particular crew...

demonstrates

a level of ineptitude...

that borders

on the imbecilic...

and I mean that

in a very caring way.

lmbecilic, did you say?

Foolishness, l've--

May I see the map, please?

Here.

Hmm. Fascinating.

Mr. Hawkins, in the future...

you will address me

as ''Captain'' or ''Ma'am.''

ls that clear?

Ugh...

Mr. Hawkins?

-Yes, ma'am.

-That'll do.

Gentlemen, this must be kept

under lock and key...

when not in use.

And, Doctor, again...

with the greatest

possible respect...

zip your howling screamer.

Captain, I assure you l--

Let me make this

as monosyllabic as possible.

l don't much care

for this crew you hired.

They're...how did l

describe them, Arrow?

l said something rather good

this morning before coffee.

''A ludicrous parcel

of driveling galoots,'' ma'am.

-There you go--poetry.

-Now, see here--

Doctor, l'd love to chat--

tea, cake, the whole shebang--

but I have a ship to launch...

and you've got your outfit

to buff up.

Mr. Arrow, please escort

these two neophytes...

down to the galley

straightaway.

Young Hawkins will be working

for our cook, Mr. Silver.

What? The cook?

That woman! That...feline!

Who does she think

is working for whom?

It's my map, and

she's got me bussin' tables?

l'll not tolerate a cross word

about our captain!

There's no finer officer

in this or any galaxy.

[Whistling]

ARROW:
Mr Silver?

Why, Mr. Arrow, sir.

Bringin' in such fine

and distinguished gents

to grace my humble galley.

Had I known,

l'd have tucked in me shirt.

Heh heh heh heh!

A cyborg!

May I introduce Dr. Doppler?

The financier of our voyage.

Love the outfit, Doc.

Well, thank you.

Um, love the eye.

Uh, this young lad

is Jim Hawkins.

Jimbo! Uh...

Aw, now, don't be too put off

by this hunk of hardware.

[Humming]

Whoa!

These gears have been

tough getting used to...

but they do come in

mighty handy from time to time.

[Humming]

Mmm!

Here, now, have a taste

of me famous bonzabeast stew.

[Sniffing]

Mmm! Delightfully tangy,

yet robust.

Mmm! Delightfully tangy,

yet robust.

SILVER:
Old family recipe

Aah!

ln fact, that was part

of the old family!

Ha ha ha!

Oh, ho! I'm just kiddin', Doc!

Uh, yeah, well...

I'm nothin'

if I ain't a kidder.

Go on, Jimbo. Have a swig.

[Giggling]

SILVER:
Morph!

You jiggle-headed

blob of mischief!

So that's

where you was hiding!

[Chattering]

[Belch]

Wha--? Ha!

What is that thing?

''What is that thing?''

SILVER:
He's a morph

I rescued the little

shape-shifter on Proteus 1

[Cooing]

Aw, he took a shine to me.

We been together ever since.

Right? Yeah. Nice boy.

We're about to get underway.

Would you like to observe

the launch, doctor?

Would l?

Does an active galactic nucleus

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