Treasure Planet Page #3

have superluminal jets?

l'll follow you.

Mr. Hawkins will stay here

in your charge, Mr. Silver.

[Cough]

Beggin' your pardon, sir, but--

Captain's orders! See to it

the new cabin boy's kept busy.

-Aw, but, no, but--

-No, you can't--

[Both sigh]

So, Captain's

put you with me, eh?

Whatever.

Well, who be a humble cyborg

to argue with a captain?

Yeah.

You know...these purps...

they're kind of like the ones

back home on Montressor.

You ever been there?

l can't say as I have, Jimbo.

Come to think of it,

just before I left...

l met this old guy,

who was, um...

he was kind of looking

for a cyborg buddy of his.

ls that so?

Yeah.

What was that

old salamander's name?

Oh, yeah. Bones.

Billy Bones?

Bones? Bones?!

Mm-mmm.

T'ain't ringin' any bells.

Must have been

a different cyborg.

There's a slew of cyborgs

roamin' this port.

[Whistle on-deck]

ARROW:
Prepare to cast off!

Eh, off with you, lad,

and watch the launch.

There'll be plenty work

a-waitin' for you afterwards.

[Humming]

[Chattering]

We best be keepin' a sharp eye

on this one, eh, Morph?

We wouldn't want him strayin'

into things he shouldn't.

We're all clear, Captain!

Well, my friend. Are we ready

to raise this creaking tub?

My pleasure, Captain.

All hands to stations!

ARROW:
Smatly now!

Come on, you scurvy scum!

l'll race you!

Loose all solar sails!

[Grunting]

Come on!

ARROW:
Heave up the braces

Brace up

[Crackling]

Ooh. Oh.

Mr. Zoff,

engage artificial gravity.

[Poomp poomp poomp pooomp]

[Clank]

[Clatter]

South by southwest,

Mr. Turnbuckle, heading 2-1-0-0.

Aye, Captain. 2-1-0-0.

Full speed, Mr. Arrow,

if you please.

Take her away!

[Revving]

Brace yourself, Doctor.

[Snidely] ''Brace yourself.''

Aah! Oof!

Whoa.

[Woooo]

[Woooo]

Upon my word,

an Orcus Galacticus.

Smile.

Uh, Doctor, l'd stand clear--

Ha.

SILVER:
Ah. 'tis a grand day

for sailing. Captain

and look at you

You're as trim and as bonny

as a sloop

with new sails

and a fresh coat of paint

You can keep that kind

of flim-flammery...

for your spaceport floozies,

Silver.

Spaceport floozy,

spaceport floozy--

You cut me to the quick,

Captain.

l speaks nothing

but me heart at all times.

MORPH:
Nothing but me heat

And, by the way,

isn't that your cabin boy...

aimlessly footling about

in those shrouds?

Yep, it--oh...

A momentary aberration, Cap'n,

soon to be addressed. Jimbo!

l got two new friends

l'd like you to meet.

Say hello to Mr. Mop

and Mrs. Bucket.

Heh heh heh heh!

Yippie.

Yeah, I got your Mr. Mop.

Watch it, twerp.

[Murmuring]

What are you looking at,

weirdo?

Yeah, weirdo.

[Hisssss]

Cabin boys should learn

to mind their own business.

Why? You got something to hide,

bright eyes?

Maybe your ears

don't work so well.

[Grunts] Yeah. Ahem.

Too bad my nose works just fine.

Why, you impudent little--

[Crew shouting]

Go ahead! Slice him! Dice him!

[Poot poot phoot]

Any last words, cabin boy?

Mr. Scroop...

you ever see what happens

to a fresh purp...

when you squeeze real hard?

ARROW:
What's all this. then?

You know the rules.

There'll be no brawling

on this ship.

Aye, aye, sir.

Any further offenders

will be confined to the brig...

for the remainder

of the voyage.

Am I clear, Mr. Scroop?

Transparently.

SlLVER:

Well done, Mr. Arrow, sir!

A tight ship's

a happy ship, sir.

Jimbo, I gave you a job.

Hey, I was doing it

until that bug thing--

Belay that! Now, I want

this deck swabbed spotless...

and heaven help you if

l come back and it's not done.

Morph?

Keep an eye on this pup...

and let me know if there be

any more distractions.

OK Aye-aye

[Chattering]

[Sighs]

[Crew grumbling]

[Crew grumbling]

So, we're all here, then.

-Excuse me.

-Fine.

Now, if you pardon

my plain speaking, gentlemen...

are you all...

stark-raving,

totally blinking daft?!

[Chatters]

After all me finagling

getting us hired...

as an upstanding crew...

you want to blow the whole

mutiny before it's time?

The boy was sniffing about.

You just stick to the plan,

you bug-brained twit.

As for the boy,

l'll run him so ragged...

he won't have time to think.

[Morph laughs]

[Coughs]

[Sighs]

Well, this has been

a fun day, huh?

Making new friends

like that spider psycho.

Spider psycho, spider psycho.

Heh. A little uglier.

Mwah-ha-ha-ha!

Pretty close.

SILVER:
Well

thank heavens

for little miracles.

Up here for an hour...

and the deck's

still in one piece.

Um, look, l, uh...

What you did...

Thanks.

Didn't your pap

ever teach you...

to pick your fights

a bit more carefully?

Your father's

not the teachin' sort.

No.

He was more the taking off

and never coming back sort.

Oh.

Sorry, lad.

Hey, no big deal.

I'm doing just fine.

ls that so?

Well, since the captain

has put you in my charge...

like it or not,

l'll be pounding a few skills...

into that thick head of yours

to keep you out of trouble.

-What?

-From now on...

I'm not letting you

out of me sight.

You can't do--

You won't so much

as eat, sleep...

or scratch your bum

without my say-so.

Don't do me any favors!

Oh, you can be sure of that,

my lad.

You can be sure of that.

You can be sure of that.

Heh heh heh heh!

Put some elbow into it.

h am a question

to the world

Not an answer

to be heard

Or a moment

that's held in your arms

And what do you think

you'd ever say

h won't listen anyway

You don't know me

And h'll never be

what you want

Made of pain

And what do you think

you'd understand?

I'm a boy. no. I'm a man

You can take me

and throw me away

And how can you learn

what's never shown

Yeah. you stand here

on your own

They don't know me

'Cause I'm not here

And I want a moment

to be real

Want to touch things

h don't feel

Want to hold on

and feel I belong

And how can the world

want me to change

They're the ones

that stay the same

They don't know me

But I'm still here

And you see the things

they never see

All you wanted.

h could be

Now you know me

And I'm not afraid

And I want to tell you

who I am

Can you help me be a man?

They can't break me

As long as I know

who I am

They can't tell me

who to be

'Cause I'm not

what they see

Yeah. the world

is still sleeping

While I keep on

dreaming for me

While I keep on

dreaming for me

And the words

are just whispers and lies

That h'll never believe

And I want a moment

to be real

Want to touch things

h don't feel

Want to hold on

and feel I belong

Whoa!

How can you say

h never change?

They're the ones

that stay the same

I'm the one now

'Cause I'm still here

I'm the one son still here

I'm still here

I'm still here

[Song fades]

[Pulley squeaking]

[Grunts]

Oh, ho ho!

You having

a little trouble there?

Oh, get away from me.

[Laughing]

Oh, Jimbo.

lf I could maneuver a skiff

like that when I was your age...

they'd be bowing in the streets

when I walked by today.

Bowing in the streets.

-Oof.

-Oof.

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