Treasure Island
Die!
Silver!
Silver! Silver!
Silver fell into the sea.
Silver and I... No, it's impossible...
He's a traitor and a murderer.
But... But...
I refuse to believe that he's dead.
Yes, I refuse to believe it!
Takara Fansubs Translation: Shippothekit
Takara Fansubs Timing, Encoding: Bader
Come, let's go
To the island that I've dreamed of
Across the waves, on the wind
We'll travel the oceans
Many of us
Still don't know of
The days and nights full of mystery
That await us there
We must always have trust
And be sincere
And have courage in our hearts to move forward
I only have one desire
And no one will ever take it away
I only have one desire
And no one will ever take it away
Episode 19 Is this his End? The Immortal Silver
I survived the storm!
The Hispaniola stood strong!
What luck! The ship is drifting towards the other side of the island.
Benbow, come with me!
Fifteen men
On a dead man's chest
Yo-ho-ho! And a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil
Had done for the rest
Yo-ho-ho! And a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men
On a dead man's chest
Yo-ho-ho! And a bottle of rum!
Benbow, hang on!
Here goes!
Benbow, you think the fort held out?
Dr. Livesey, Mr. Trelawney,
Captain Smollett...
Hope they're alright!
Alright... I think I have it docked
in one of the island's northern bays...
So if I'm North,
then I'm on the other side of the island.
I'll have to hurry
if I want to reach the fort before dark.
Silver, Silver!
Silver, Silver...
Damn...
Keep an eye out, Benbow.
The pirates must be surrounding the fort.
I've made it! I've made it!
But... They really took a hit...
The fort's been smashed to pieces...
Well, come on, Benbow.
It's one of their damn cannon balls!
Dirty thing!
Strange, it's very quiet.
And no one's keeping watch.
Let's go.
Are they all dead?
Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight!
Flint!
Silver!
Silver! Silver, you're alive!
Quick, get away from here!
Hurry!
What is it, Captain Silver?
Oh... It's Jim!
What, Jim?
Jim?
Get him!
Come back here, you brat!
- Little bastard! - Stay there!
You're not very smart, Jim. You've thrown yourself
into the lion's den.
The fort has fallen?
Dirty beast! Stay there!
George, what are you going to do with him?
Let's see. It's not worth it to torture him.
However, we could do it the pirate way.
The pirate way?
Well kid? How about we have a little duel?
My fellow wolves, spill his blood!
Then spread it on the ground...
That will be the sign of victory.
You're doing well, kid.
Well, enough playing around, it's time to finish this.
George, you're the best!
He's fainted and isn't going to wake up anytime soon.
Spill his blood, brother wolf!
Take away the curse and lead us to victory!
Kill him, or when three shooting stars appear,
this boy will put a curse on us!
He speaks the truth... Three shooting stars...
Kill him, kill him!
That's enough, George! Stop!
The fight is over. It's best you stop now.
What? Are you mad?
It's the pirate law.
To win, he must kill his opponent.
The rules of the duel apply to everyone.
I know, George...
But you're fighting against a child
and you knew from that start that you'd win.
So spare him.
I'm surprised. This isn't like you.
What about the rules? Child or not, a duel's a duel.
So Morgan, you too are questioning my authority?
Wait, we don't have to obey him if he doesn't respect our law!
I refuse to obey, Silver!
Not "Silver".
"Captain Silver".
Anyone else want to call me Silver?
Well, guys!
So far, I've agreed to obey Silver's orders,
I thought he was an ideal pirate.
But now, I see that he's sided with this kid.
That's true! George is right.
And all his plans have failed.
All he did was work us to death!
If that continues, we'll be too worn out
to even grab a piece of gold!
All we want is to get our share of the treasure.
But what can we do?
Hey guys, what if we held a meeting without Silver?
Leave, O old stars!
Let a new star come to us!
The men await the divine light.
Lord, bring us Your light! Lord...
Hey, you guys listening?
Abraham himself has said it.
The old stars will leave.
It's time to make some changes.
It doesn't matter that you lost. You fought well, Jim.
You managed to survive, despite the storm, Silver?
There was a barrel.
I hung onto it and managed to reach the island.
Thanks for being worried about me, Jim.
And those from the fort, what's become of them?
Why were you in the fort?
Have you killed them? Have you murdered them all?
That's it, isn't it? You've killed them all?
Calm down, Jim. Don't worry.
Your friends are all alive.
I'll tell you everything. So, listen to me.
The sun was already high.
I had just reached the shore when they came to warn me.
Those at the fort had raised the white flag.
Silver, we have to talk to you!
Well, I'm listening.
We don't have any more water or food. We propose a truce.
A truce under certain conditions.
I'm listening.
I think that this map is what you want!
The truce was concluded.
We provided them with food and water
and let them leave the fort.
But what I can't explain...
Is why they let us have the map.
Yes, that's it!
They learned by heart everything that was written on it.
So, they don't need it anymore.
Mr. Trelawney and the others must already
be in search of the treasure.
Ridiculous.
We kept them in a cave near here to keep an eye on them
and to prevent them from taking the treasure.
And many of us have malaria
so we need Dr. Livesey.
Silver, open your ears wide! We've met
and we've decided to give you something.
It's this: the black spot!
The black spot?
All the men agree.
From this moment on, you're no longer our leader.
Come out of there, Silver! It's the black spot!
You're banished from pirating! Come on, come and get it!
Silver, don't do this. Don't take it!
Billy Bones got it and he's dead!
Jim, I've already told you :
I don't believe in God nor the Devil
nor any superstition.
So you see, this isn't going to bother me.
It's alright.
This is the black spot.
And who's going to replace me as leader?
I am, your old friend, George.
I've had enough of being thrashed around!
Now it's my turn!
George, you could have made a black spot
that's a bit more convincing.
You really believed that this piece of paper
would scare me?
What do you take me for, you filthy rats!
Silver, behind you!
Dirty dog!
Silver!
Come on guys, tie him up!
Hey sea breeze
If you're my friend then carry
To my home that I've left behind
A word to my dear mother
Tell her that I'm doing fine
And that my bag filled
With hopes, dreams and treasures
Will be brought back
The sunset on my back
And a seagull perched on my shoulder
I blow out a whistle
They want to roast him!? Even if he's called Barbecue,
they can't do that!
It's impossible!
Poor Long John Silver
is in a sorry state, attached to a cross.
The pirates are drunk with anger
and want to execute him at dawn.
Next time on Treasure Island: "This Time it's Crucifixion! Long John"
Here he stands at the gates of hell!
COMING SOON: THIS TIME IT'S CRUCIFIXION! LONG JOHN