Start it, Hunter.
Get him down. Get him down.
- George? - Out of the way, George.
Down with them! Cut them down!
Fire!
Bloody hell.
Come on, sir.
Bite the bullet, man.
They've had their rations for the day, I reckon.
Be I going, doctor?
Tom...
...you're going home, Tom.
I will.
I wish I had another look at him with my musket.
You did very well, Tom. Very, very well.
Might you be saying a prayer, sir?
The custom, it is, and all.
Hunter, can you say a prayer?
[CLEARS THROAT]
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He maketh me lie down in green pastures.
Forgive me, Tom.
- He leadeth me beside still waters. - Wait, man.
- He restoreth my soul. - What's to forgive?
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
...I will fear no evil...
...for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Surely, goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life...
...and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Captain Flint's old fort.
- Your friends are there. JIM: Most likely, it's the mutineers.
What? Flying the red ensign? Silver would be flying the Jolly Roger.
Hey. Look.
- They've begun the fight. - Ha, ha.
No doubt about it.
Blaze away. You've little enough powder already, my lads.
Have to do better than that, lads.
Now, you just run down there, mind the round shot...
...and tell the squire what I said.
Ben Gunn has been on this island for three years...
...and most of his time was taken up with finding... Well, another matter.
And, Jim, tell the squire that if those pirates stay ashore this night...
...they'll be widows in the morning. Ha, ha.
And Jim, don't forget the cheese!
Doctor. Squire. Hello.
TRELAWNEY: Jim.
- Where the devil have you been, boy? - Took you for dead, lad.
They seem to have run out of ammunition.
- No, no, no, doctor, their guns are too hot. - More than likely.
Parmesan cheese?
Why, he says he has a fancy for Parmesan cheese?
Yes, sir.
Toasted, actually.
Good heavens.
I think he's mad, sir.
- He says he's rich. - Rich? Ha-ha-ha.
When a man's spent three years on a desert island...
...he can't appear as sane as you and me.
This is all stuff. The man's a lunatic, a maroon.
Of no use to us whatsoever.
We're outnumbered by the pirates more than three to one, they got the ship.
I think we may count upon two allies there, rum and the climate.
If Silver's camped where I think he has, I'll stake my wig...
...half his men will be on their back with fever within a week.
MAN: I wanna drink.
Damn on you, lazy bugger, wake up.
[SHOUTS]
What's the matter with you?
- Jesus. - Someone's cut his throat.
Oh, Shut up, Israel. Damn your eyes.
What's the matter with you, lubbers?
You'd think you'd never seen a man with his throat cut before.
Flag of truce. Flag of truce.
To your post, men. Keep on the cover.
Flag of truce.
Flag of truce, eh?
Captain Silver will come onboard and make terms.
Captain Silver? Don't know him.
It's only me, sir.
These poor lads have chose me captain after you deserted the ship, sir.
[CHUCKLES]
Now, all I ask is a parley and safe conduct...
...in and out of this here stockade.
If there's treachery, it'll be on your side, not ours.
- That's enough for me, captain. - No, no, Barbecue. Don't trust them.
Believe that.
I knows a gentleman when I sees one.
You had better sit down.
- Ain't you going to let me inside? SMOLLET: I am not.
Well, you'll have to help me up again, that's all.
Ah, there's young Jim. Top of the morning to you, Jim.
Doctor, my service. Squire.
If you got something to say then say it and be done with it.
Right, you were, squire. Duty is duty.
That were a good scheme of yours last night, I don't deny it.
One of you is mighty handy with a knife.
I don't deny neither, some of us were shook.
I was shook myself, but I tell you...
...if I had woke a second sooner, I'd have caught you in the act.
Poor lad was still warm when I found him.
Well, we want that treasure and we'll have it, one way or the other, that's our point.
You just as soon save your lives, I reckon, that's yours.
- Now, you have a chart, haven't you? - That as it may be...
...we know what you meant to do, Silver, only now you can't do it.
Well, you needn't be so husky with a man.
Here's the lay of it.
You give us that chart, leave off the shooting of poor seaman...
...the cutting of their throats and we'll give you a choice.
Either you come aboard the Hispaniola , once the treasure is shipped...
...and I'll give you my affy-davy...
...to clap you somewhere safe ashore. If that don't suit your fancy...
...you can stay here and I'll give my affy-davy as before...
...to speak to the first ship I sight and send them back to pick you up.
Handsomer than that, you couldn't look to find.
[CHUCKLES]
Is that all?
Every last word, by thunder.
Refuse that, you've seen the last of me, but musket-balls.
Now, you hear me.
You can't sail the ship and you can't find the treasure.
You're on a lee shore, Silver.
If you come up unarmed, I'll give you my word to clap you all in irons...
...and take you back to a fair trial in England.
Refuse that...
My name is Alexander Smollet.
I've flown my sovereigns colors and I'll see you all to Davy Jones.
- Give me a hand up. - Not I.
Who will give me a hand up?
Christ. Bloody...
Before this hour is out...
...you mark my words, Captain Smollet...
...I'll stove in this blockhouse like a rum puncheon.
Them that dies will be the lucky ones.
- And... PIRATES: Heave.
- And... - Come on, you swabs, break your backs.
- Pull. PIRATES: Heave.
Heave.
MAN: And... PIRATES: Heave.
Now, men, I've given Silver a broadside. Pitched it in red-hot on purpose.
And I expect we'll be attacked directly.
I have no doubt we can drub him if you fight with discipline.
Now, we've a swivel gun and a score of muskets.
Jim, you low to the table and power the cutlasses there.
- Doctor, take the door, but stand well back. - Yes, captain.
Hunter man a swivel gun. Joyce, take the south wall.
- Mr. Trelawney... - If you please, sir.
If I see anyone, am I to fire?
SMOLLET: As I told you. - Very good, sir. Thank you, sir.
Right. Squire...
- Yes, I will take the west side. - Quite so.
Everyone have a cutlass handy.
If they board us, it'll come to hand...
Mr. Joyce.
Bloody hell.
They brought up a gun.
Damn the blighters.
Heave.
Heave and heave.
- Anyone hurt? - No. All right.
Scoundrels!
Did you hit your man?
I think not, sir. I'm afraid I missed the blighter.
- I'm sorry, it won't happen again. - Better to tell the truth. Hawkins, load.
Give it to them.
[SCREAMING]
Musket. Thanks, lad.
Fire!
Hold it, mate.
Fire!
- Master Hawkins, are you all right? - Yes, sir.
Good, lad.
Take this, you damn swabs.
[CHUCKLES]
All right, lads, ready to board.
Get out there. Come on, you swabs.
- This loaded? They're loaded? - Yes, sir.
[COUGHING]
- Attack! - The swivel gun.
Jim, behind you.
Well, don't stop. Keep loading.
[SHOUTS]
From the sea!
- Out, lads, fight them in the open. - Come on. Come on.
- I'll take him, doctor. - Get him.
[GRUNTING]
Quite unnecessary, Joyce. Save your ammunition, man.
I'll try to. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
Hunter, we must silence that gun.
Aye, aye, sir.
Get the powder keg.
- Right, sir. - Fuse, man. Hurry.
[MAN SCREAMING]
TRELAWNEY: Jim! - No!
[SCREAMING]
- Ready? - Aye, aye, sir.
[CHUCKLES]
[SHOUTING]
- Shoot at him. - Kill him.
Kill him, you bloody swab.
[SCREAMING]
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.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[COUGHING]
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.
LIVESEY: Thank you, squire.
Where in the name of Davy Jones be he going?
TRELAWNEY: 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.
JIM: 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.
MAN 1: Oh, come on.
- He's there. Come on. MAN 2: Give it.
MAN 1: What do you mean? MAN 2: Shut up, you bloody swab bastard.
It's mine.
MAN 1: Trying to cheat me out of my treasure as well as my rum.
Well, I owned that and it belongs to me.
MAN 2: Damn you!
[SHOUTS]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[SCREAMING]
[HANDS GROANS]
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.
[GUN CLICKS]
Oh, Jim.
[HANDS CHUCKLES]
You didn't keep your powder dry, hey?
Didn't they learn you nothing?
[GRUNTING]
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.
[CHUCKLES]
[SHOUTING]
[SCREAMING]
[SHOUTS]
PARROT: Pieces of eight!
SILVER: 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. MAN: 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."
JIM: 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, I've still got a shot in me locker.
Well, hand it over, lubber.
Step up, Dick, I won't eat you.
The black spot, I thought so.
Where might you have got the paper?
Oh, hello, this ain't lucky.
You've gone and cut this out of a Bible. What fools cut a Bible?
There. What'd I say? "No good'll come to that," I said.
Well, you've about fixed it now. What soft-headed lubber had a Bible?
- Well, Dick. - Then Dick can get to prayers.
- He's had his slice of luck as Dick. - It weren't my idea.
Now, look here, Silver.
This crew's tipped you the black spot. Turn it over, read what's wrote there.
Thank you, George. You always was brisk for business...
...and knowed the rules by heart. - Aye.
"Deposed."
Very pretty wrote to be sure. Your hand of write, George?
You'll be captain next, I shouldn't wonder.
You're done, Long John.
You made a hash of this cruise.
You let the enemy out of this trap here for nothing? Why? I don't know.
Which you wouldn't let us go at them on the march, neither.
Which made good sea sense to me.
And there's this here boy.
Now, you just step down here and help vote.
- Is that all? GEORGE: Enough too.
We'll all swing and sun-dry for your bungling.
And you're near the mark there by Christ.
Looks like a hornpipe in a rope's end at Execution Dock.
But my bungling? For you that done it.
You, George, and you, Tom Morgan...
...you infernal gang of grass-combing lubbers.
Not me.
If I'd had my way, we'd be sitting aboard the Hispaniola right now...
...eating a plum duff with our hold full of treasure.
And you have that Davy Jones' insolence to stand up for captain over me...
...George Merry, you miserable son of a whore.
[SHOUTING]
The map.
It's Flint's map.
That's Flint right enough. J.F. A score below with a clove hitch to it, so he done ever.
- Where? - Mighty pretty.
But how are we going to get away with it? Us and no ship.
I give you warning, George, one more word of your sauce...
...and I'll eat your liver for breakfast.
Now I resign, by thunder.
I'll let who you want for captain. I'm done with it.
No, John, you're captain here.
Barbecue for captain. Barbecue for captain.
Well, George, looks like you'll have to wait another turn.
This, uh, black spot, it ain't good for much now, is it?
Dick's crossed his luck and spoiled his Bible, that's about all.
Here, Jim. Here's a curiosity for you.
It's from Revelation.
"Without are dogs and murderers."
[CHUCKLES]
Amen to that.
- Blockhouse, ahoy! - It's the doctor.
Hello, doctor. Top of the morning.
We've got quite a surprise for you, sir.
A new boarder and lodger.
Fit as a fiddle and slept like a supercargo alongside of old John.
JIM: Doctor. - Jim, what on...?
Aye, Jim as ever was.
Here's your patients. All ready, doctor.
Well, well, duty first. Let's overhaul these patients of yours.
Well, George Merry, how goes it?
You're a pretty color, certainly. Did you take your bolus?
- Has he taken his medicine, men? - Aye, aye, sir.
- Aye, like a soldier. - Good. Here's another draft. Go on.
- Next. - Dick don't feel well, sir.
- I feel fine. - Oh, step up here, lad.
- Let's see your tongue. - No.
Tongue.
Clear. Your tongue is fit to frighten the French. Another fever, Mr. Silver.
- Shocking. - There.
- There. That come to spoiling Bibles. - It wasn't my idea.
That's what come to being arrant asses, not knowing honest air from poison.
Camping in a swamp.
[CHUCKLES]
You've got malaria, Dick. Take this medicine.
Oh, come on, lad, take it.
That's it. Off you go.
Well, that's done for the day, I believe.
You see, Jim, as I'm a mutineer's doctor, as a part of the bargain...
...I make it a point not to lose a man for King George's gallows.
And now, I'd wish to have a talk with this boy, please.
- No, no, my God. - Oh, shut up, George.
Hawkins, give your word of honor as a young gentleman not to slip your cable?
- Oh, just a darmy minute. - Aye. Aye, sir.
All right, doctor, you just step outside the palisade.
I'll bring the boy down. You can yarn through the spars.
- Silver, you're playing... - No, by thunder!
You bloody damn fools.
You think we're going to break the treaty the very day we go hunting treasure?
Break it when the time comes.
Right.
Come along, Jim.
Easy, lad. They can round on us in an instant.
Doctor.
Boy'll tell you how I saved his life and were deposed for it too.
Steering mighty close to the wind with these cutthroats.
You won't think it amiss, mayhap, to speak a good word for me when the time comes.
Why, John, you're not afraid.
Doctor, you know I'm no coward...
...but I'll confess I have the shakes upon me for the gallows.
That's a long stretch, is that.
And I'll step aside now.
So, Jim, here you are.
As you have brewed, so shall you drink, my boy.
When Captain Smollet was well, you dared not have ran off.
When he was wounded, by George, it was downright cowardly.
Doctor, you might spare me.
I've blamed myself enough.
I'm as good as dead anyway. I'd be dead by now if it weren't for Silver.
I'm not afraid to die.
And I guess I deserve it.
But if they should come to torture me...
Torture? Jim, Jim, we can't have this. Whip over and we'll run for it.
- Doctor, I passed my word. - Yes, I know, I know.
- But I gave my word. - Yes, so you did, Jim.
But never mind all that. I'll take it on my own shoulders.
Now, jump. One jump and you're out. We'll run like antelopes. Hmm?
No.
You wouldn't do it yourself.
Very well. You're a brave lad. But why should they want to talk to you?
Because they know I know where the ship is.
- The ship? - Yeah. The Hispaniola.
I cut her cable, part by luck, part by risking.
I got her beached in the North Inlet, safe and sound.
The ship.
Jim, well done.
At every step, it's you that saves our lives.
You don't imagine we're going to let you lose yours.
Silver.
Let me give you some advice.
I shouldn't be in too much hurry to find that treasure.
I'll do what's possible, which that ain't.
Doctor, I can only save my life and the boy's by seeking that treasure.
- You may lay to that. - Very well.
But look for squalls when you find it.
Now, you said either too much or too little.
Too much by far.
Now, you keep that boy close beside you.
If you need any help, halloo.
Good day to you, Mr. Silver.
- Bye, Jim. - Goodbye.
God keep you.
Come along, lad. We're going on a treasure hunt.
Aah! Just you keep close alongside of old Long John.
I've seen the doctor signal you to run and I've seen you say no.
That's one to you, Jim.
South southeast, for Spy-glass Hill.
Mateys.
- Silver. - He can't have found the treasure.
No, he didn't do that. This here's only Spy-glass Hill.
DICK: What sort of way is that for bones to lie?
It ain't in nature.
I have a notion.
Spy-glass Hill, tall tree, the point north and north northeast.
Here, Jim, just you take a bearing there along the line of them bones.
North northeast. They point north.
I thought so.
[CHUCKLES]
This here's a pointer.
By thunder, that Flint were a cold bastard.
Him and six was alone here.
He killed them, every man.
And this one he hauled here and laid out with a compass for a bearing.
Shiver my timbers.
Six they were and six are we.
Great guns, if Flint were living now, this'll be a hot spot for you and me.
Clear there, stow this talk. Flint's dead.
Fetch a course for the doubloons. The point north to north northeast.
Come on, lad.
George, rig a line, aloft with you.
There you go, lad.
Get into that line now.
All right, lad.
Clamp on to that part.
Jim, I can manage.
I told you, you can make it with me.
Off you go.
[GRUNTS]
Good lad.
Heave away.
I don't feel sharp.
Thinking of Flint, it were, has done me.
Thinking at all has done you, Tom Morgan.
You can praise your stars Flint's dead.
He died bad, Flint did.
He was an ugly devil too. Blue in the face.
That's how the rum took him. Right, he did. And all around him.
BEN [SINGING]: Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
It's Flint, by thunder.
Flint as ever it was.
- Holy spirit... - Now, hold fast now.
That might've come about that someone's larking about.
Someone that's flesh and blood too, you may lay to that.
But you know, that sounded mighty like Flint to me.
BEN: Darby McGraw.
Fetch aft the rum, Darby.
Darby McGraw.
They were his last words. His last words on this Earth.
[BEN LAUGHING MANIACALLY]
But one man of his crew alive, what went to sea with 75.
[LAUGHING]
That fixes it. Let's go.
[SHOUTS]
Hold on now.
There's nobody on this island ever heard of Darby, none but us.
- Also the devil. - You hear me.
I come to get that treasure.
I was never afeard of Flint in life, and by the powers, I ain't afeard of him dead.
There's 700,000 pounds not a quarter mile from here.
It's child's play to find it.
Seven hundred thousand gold and silver.
- And jewels too, I recollect. - Aye.
Jewels by the bushel baskets.
- And silver bars. - Aye.
Think on it, lads.
Seven hundred thousand pounds.
Belay there, John. Don't you go a-crossing the spirit.
Spirit, eh? Well, maybe.
But man or beast or spirit, I don't care if it's Beelzebub himself...
...I'm going to get that loot.
[LAUGHING MANIACALLY]
Aye, that's about the right bearing.
No time, my mates. All together!
[ALL SHOUTING]
- It's gone. - What?
- Someone must've been here before us. - Son of a dog.
Seven hundred thousand pounds, by thunder, gone to the devil.
No.
Here, Jim, standby for trouble.
[THUNDER CRASHING]
Two guineas.
- Is that it? - By God.
Two guineas.
That's your 700,000 pounds, is it?
Keep digging, boys.
You'll find some pignuts, I shouldn't wonder.
Pignuts? Damn your lies.
Look at him. He knew it all along.
Take a look at his face, mates. You'll see it right there.
Standing for captain again, George?
Silver.
It's the doctor!
Run.
[SHOUTING]
Now, George, I reckon I settled you.
- Jim, are you all right? - Fair enough, doctor.
Thank you, doctor.
You come in just about the nick, I'd say.
Ben Gunn.
Well, here you are.
Aye, I am Ben Gunn. I am.
And how do, Mr. Silver? Pretty well, thank you, says you.
Darby McGraw. Darby McGraw.
- Ha, ha. - It was Ben that found the treasure.
By God, how in blazes did he do that without the map?
I found the skeleton, same as you...
...and I dug up the treasure and carried it all on my back.
Many weary journeys it were too.
And I stored it all safely in my cave.
Ben.
Ben, to think it was you that done me.
No wonder you was so quick to give us that map, doctor. It weren't good for nothing.
- Jim? Jim. Jim, thank God, you're still alive. - You too, squire.
Good day to you, squire. It was life or death on a lee shore for Jim and me.
Back to back, we were.
Long John Silver, you're a prodigious villain and a liar, sir.
A monstrous impostor, sir.
The doctor here says I'm not to prosecute you and I'll keep that side of the agreement.
But the dead men hang about your neck like millstones, sir.
- Thank you kindly, squire. - I dare you to thank me!
Jim. Well, Jim.
Silver, I see you've managed to save your own neck once again.
Aye, aye, captain. Come back to do me duties, sir.
Ah, yes.
You're a man to keep your word. We all know that.
Stand aside, sir.
Jim, come with me.
I have something to show you.
Here, look.
Oh, my.
Jim...
...Flint's blood money.
[CHUCKLES]
LIVESEY: Well, squire. - Doctor.
[LIVESEY LAUGHING]
JIM: I was kept busy all day in the cave , packing the minted money into bags.
There was nearly every variety of money in the world:
English, French, Spanish, Portuguese , Chinese and Arabian coins...
... Georges and louis...
... gold doubloons and double guineas and moidores...
... and sequins and silver pieces of eight.
All the treasure Flint had amassed in a lifetime of blood and murder.
All the way, sir.
[SHOUTING]
You cack-handed old fool, what are you doing?
I've been ashore too long, sir.
- Squire. - Thank you, Silver.
Squire.
Come on, come on, come on.
Put your back into it up front.
JIM: From the pirates who had fled into the hinterlands, we heard no more.
We rowed out a great kedge anchor on a hawsehole...
... and at the crest of the flood tide, winched the Hispaniola off the sandbar...
... and set sail at last for home.
Headsails and courses, Mr. Hunter.
Jim? Let go clew lines and foot lines. Haul away!
Can't say I'm sorry to see the last of that island be gone.
JIM: I hope I never see it again.
A power of good men died aboard there.
And what's to become of old Long John?
Well, I expect you'll stand for trial. I will testify on your part, as I promised.
Aye, Jim, your word's good, I knows that.
But them lawyers, they got ways...
...of twisting a man's words, bending them back on him...
...till he's fouled by his own haws, as it were.
I have a mortal fear of hanging.
You know that, Jim.
You never seen a man hanged aboard ship, did you?
Ran up to the end of the yardarm by his own mess mates.
Black hood over his face, kicking and screaming, strangling slow.
Can take hours to die.
Not a pretty sight at all.
I wouldn't think so.
But maybe you should've thought of that before you turned to piracy.
I won't be fooled by you again, Long John.
You saved my life and I'll try and save yours.
Meanwhile, maybe you better get below.
The captain will be piping supper soon.
He'll have your other leg off, if it's not ready.
You bucko.
What a pair we two could've made.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[GASPS]
Evening, Ben Gunn.
Evening, Barbecue.
Wouldn't it be a mortal shame if you was to cry out now?
I might just let this here knife slip and cut your throat to the neck bone.
It's mighty sharp.
- Right. - Right.
Now, you just stay the course there and give your old shipmate time to get away...
...and I'll forget all about how you done me back there at the island.
Aye, aye, captain.
You give me a good half hour to get up to windward, mind you.
I will.
And the best of luck to you, Silver.
Silver's gone.
What do you mean, gone?
For God's sake, man, will you ever learn to knock?
He's taken a sack of doubloons...
...and one of the gold bars. - What?
Blast and damn.
[CHUCKLES]
Ben Gunn, what's the matter with you? Didn't you see anything?
He must've gone right past you, you waif-faced imbecile...
Oh, no, sir. I didn't see nothing, sir.
Just watching my course, like a good seaman, sir. I was.
Can't you overhaul him, captain?
Oh, surely, you can sail the Hispaniola faster than a little boat like that.
Not to windward. He has the weather gauged of us, man.
We could tack about all night and never catch him.
JIM: Of Silver, we heard no more.
That formidable, seafaring man with one leg...
... has gone clean out of my life.
Perhaps he has found comfort somewhere along the Spanish Main...
... plying his old trade.
As for Treasure Island, the bar silver lies there still...
... but wild horses couldn't drive me back to that accursed place.
In my worst nightmares, I still hear the surf booming along its coast.
I sit up right in bed, with the sharp voice of Captain Flint ringing in my ears.
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