the ship is!
She's aground on the northern
beach.
My boy! What is it?
That's Hands. I shot him dead.
Jim, jump over the fence
and run.
- I gave my word.
- I'll take the responsibility.
That's something you wouldn't
do either.
Yes. All right.
Ben Gunn keeps saying he thinks
you're a really wonderful fellow.
Silver!
I'm going to make an attempt
to save you from the gallows.
That's a right pleasant thing
to hear.
But your life depends entirely
on this boy here.
It's as clear as sunshine.
When are you going to start
looking for the treasure?
I can't hold'em back any longer.
I think it'll have to be today.
Try to gain as much time
as you can.
I'll see you soon.
Just keep the boy close beside you,
and away from the others.
Keep your distance,
as a proper captain should.
Here are some bandages and
medicines.
Since I'm now a pirate's doctor,
dealing with mutineers,
I consider it my duty to make
them well enough for the gallows.
I saw how he wanted to persuade
you to desert us.
You're a genuine gentleman, Jim!
I'm grateful to you!
A tall tree on the slope of Spyglass
shoulder, a point to the N. Of N.N.E.
It ain't this. Let's find a passage.
A sailor!
I suppose you wasn't expecting
to find a bishop here.
- Is it Ben Gunn?
- It might be. The hair's yellow.
Hey, that would be Allardyce!
You mind Allardyce, Tom?
He took my knife
when he went ashore.
All six of them must be here
somewhere.
- All seven!
- What do you mean, seven?
Flint took six of the boys, but
he forbade us to come ashore.
They stopped upon the island a week,
while we waited on the "Cassandra".
At night we made Ben Gunn look
for those buried doubloons.
He wasn't discreet enough
I suppose.
Two days later we sighted
the longboat. Flint was in it.
A blue scarf on his head,
and a parrot sitting upon his
shoulder. This here one.
Those six boys were good lusty
salts, so was Ben...
How Flint got the better of them,
only this here parrot knows.
It chills the blood in my heart
when I think of Flint.
You missed a lot by not knowing
Captain Flint.
The likes of him aren't forgotten
so easy.
This I suppose to be an arrow
to show the trail.
Seven hundred thousand is
waiting there, close by!
Here's that passage!
George, you go in first.
Take this, sonny, and stand by
for trouble.
- By the gods! A guinea!
- Give it here!
A single guinea! No more but
just that!
Here's the guinea, you see?
Where's the 700 thousand?
Dig away, boys. Perhaps
you'll find a pair of pignuts.
Why, you!
You're never going to be
a Captain, George.
We were held up
by those devilish rocks.
You came just in the nick
of time, sir.
How I hate this island!
Is that you, Ben Gunn? I'm
pleased you're alive and kicking.
- It's been a long time.
- Did Flint see you on the island?
No, only I saw him kill the others
one after the other.
The way you killed Merry just now.
- Where is it?
- In my cave.
I carried it there bit by bit
upon my back.
- What'll you do with it?
- I don't know yet.
That treasure belonged to all
the men who were with Flint.
It'll bring you nothing but worries,
and not only to you.
- While you're alive, it will.
- We're all in the hands of the Lord.
Fifteen men on the dead man's chest,
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink, or the Devil will make a mess,
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
The most we can do for you is
not to take you home to England,
where the gallows await you.
There is little else to add.
We finally reached England,
but it was a hard voyage, since
we were of course shorthanded.
We had to work like demons.
At our first port of call
where we hired a crew,
Silver vanished from the ship,
and vanished out of my life
forever.
When we put the treasure aboard,
we filled the crew's quarters
with it up to the brim.
Captain Flint's treasure,
for which we had embarked
on our hazardous adventure,
for which 15 men of the "Hispaniola"'s
crew had perished.
All of