Treasure Island (1996) - full transcript
(silence)
[music playing]
-(SINGING) Arr, arr, arr, me buckles.
Welcome to our boat.
On an adventure, better send your
finest pirate ship afloat.
Arr, arr, arr, we think out pirates' life is nice.
Doing our best, we will get the treasure
chest at any price.
Ship or skiff or schooner, put another shot across her bow!
Swing from the lines to the deck beneath.
With a razor sharp cup, we'll skin your teeth.
Arr, arr, arr me buckles, raise a pirate cheer.
Shiver me timbers, walk the plank, each
pirate's a real buccaneer.
Arr, arr, arr, me boys.
Our work is never done.
15 men and a treasure chest is a pirate barrel of fun.
What a lovely nautical day, sailing on the
bounding main this way.
Hark to the port to avoid our wreck, and down the hatch, all
hands on deck!
Arr, arr, arr, me lads, avast me lay ahoy.
Sharing the booty, that's our duty.
Captain, crew, and cabin boy.
Arr, arr, arr, me mateys.
Set the sails high.
Raise the anchor, and catch the wind, and
kiss the shore goodbye.
Take a trip on a pirate ship on the seven seas with a home
full of cheese.
Arr, arr, arr, me buckles.
Arr, arr, arr!
NARRATOR: Hi, mateys.
Let me tell you a story that'll warm the cockles of
your hearts.
It begins on a shivery day at the Admiral Benbow Inn.
That place had always been a very quiet inn, but after Jim
Hawkins' father died, leaving his wife and son to manage it
on their own, no one seemed to stop there.
So when the likes of Billy Bones showed up, Jim and his
mother were glad to see him.
-Ow.
Ow, ow, oh!
Argh!
NARRATOR: Even if Bones was not exactly what one expected
a guest to be.
-Um, can I help you, sir?
[grumbling]
-Uh, we have hot baths inside if you prefer, sir.
-Bath?
Avast, there!
Repel all borders!
If there's one thing to be learned sailing the high seas,
it's that water is dangerous.
Too dangerous to be spending time sitting around in.
-Then perhaps you'd care to come inside and dry off.
-Dry off?
Oh, blast.
Man the pumps!
Suck out the bilges!
Abandon ship!
-You think we can go inside now, sir?
-Of course we should go inside.
What are we standing around here for?
Ah, you go first.
Full speed ahead!
-Well, if you'll just come right this way.
Sir.
Sir?
-Shh!
Quiet, lad.
We don't want them to know I'm here.
-Let who know, sir?
You and I are the only ones here.
-Yes.
But can I be trusted?
-I think so, sir.
-And what about that dog?
I don't like his looks at all.
[whimpering]
-That's a relief.
I wasn't sure.
I can use a boy like you, if you're smart enough.
How many legs do I have?
-Why, two, sir.
-Good, lad!
-Now, if you notice a seaman hanging about with only one
leg, you come and tell me straight away, then I'll give
you a silver penny.
Do we have a bargain?
Ha ha ha!
Fair enough.
You're a good boy, Jim.
I don't know about that dog, though.
[whimpering]
NARRATOR: So while Billy Bones kept very much to himself,
hardly daring to show himself to anyone, Jim was
as good as his word.
No man got pas thim without his legs being counted.
1, 2.
NARRATOR: Jim was very thorough.
-3.
4.
5.
6.
NARRATOR: And much smarter than Billy Bones expected.
-He's your bill, Captain Bones.
-Bill?
-Well, this is what you owe us for the food and lodging.
-Well, will you look at that?
-What?
Where?
-Ah, dearie me.
That was clumsy of me.
I do that wasn't your only copy?
-It was.
-Well, I suppose we'll just have to forget
it and begin fresh.
-No need for that.
I remember what was on it.
-You do?
-Sure.
I remember everything.
Even if I've only seen it once.
Let's see.
Seven nights' lodging, including meals and midnight
snacks, plus laundry service and leg
counting comes to exactly--
-Shiver me timbers.
That's amazing.
-You betcha, buddy.
My boy's a genius.
Smart as they come.
And that's why we need you to pay up so we can get him some
proper schooling.
Ivy League.
The whole shebang.
-So, it's high hopes we have, am I right?
-Of course.
What would life be without 'em?
-Exactly.
-I suppose all this means you can't pay your bill.
-Oh, no.
It means I have high hopes of paying you.
Someday.
-And what are we supposed to do in the meantime?
-Well, I suppose I could make a small contribution to the
boy's education.
[snoring]
-Wow!
-Wow!
-Hello?
Anbody home?
-Pew!
-P-U is right.
-Oh, man.
I hope he's here for a bath.
-He's here for me!
Save me!
Please!
-Oh.
Ah, excuse me, matey.
Uh, are you the innkeeper?
-This is my inn.
-Uh, excuse me, Mrs. Inn, not used to bumping
into such hard women.
-What can I do for you, sir?
-Oh, yeah.
We need you to pass a message to your guest Billy Bones.
You tell him there's some old shipmates of his waiting
impatient-like outside, and that they
won't wait much longer.
-Oh, they look mean.
I'll tell him.
-Uh, thank you kindly, ma'am.
Ow!
[crash]
-The door's to your left.
-Thank you, ma'am.
-Please, Mrs. Hawkins, Jim, you have to save me.
-Who are they captain?
-Never mind that now.
This is what they're after.
My high hopes for the future.
And I'll give it to you if you'll only save me.
-All I want is for you to pay your bill and mosey on.
-I want to give it to you, Mrs. H, because you've been so
good to me.
Like the mother and son I never had.
This mean's Jim's schooling.
Besides, they'll keelhaul me if they find it on me.
-Very well.
But I don't know how we're going to get you past those
vicious men.
-I have an idea.
-I says we go in and get him.
-Belay that, Chalkhands.
There'll be plenty of time for the rough stuff later.
-Oh!
Oh!
Somebody's coming.
-Uh--
goodbye, Mother.
Say hello to Granny for me.
-Goodbye, Jim, dear.
-Oh, that's sweet.
He's aying so long to his mommy.
I had a mommy once.
-And I'll bet she was ugly as that one.
-You makin' fun of my mommy?
[choking]
-Will you two stop playing around?
There's work to be done.
-Well done.
Now we have to worry about us.
-But aren't they only after Captain Bones?
-If they were gonna do horrible things to Bones, what
are they gonna do to us when they find him gone?
-I think I'll block the door.
-Good thinking.
[panting]
-Don't forget the chair from Aunt Margaret and the couch
from Dear Uncle Vinnie.
-The door's locked.
Don't just stand there like a couple of idiots!
Do something!
-Hey!
What are you doing?
Stop that-- ow!
Cease!
Rather--
desist!
Ow!
Oh, that hurt!
-Do you think it'll hold?
-I'm afraid no door is as hard as that man's head, Mother.
-Ah!
Oof!
Ah!
-Just a little bit more.
-Oh, oh, someone's coming!
-Abandon ship!
-Come back here, you cowards.
I didn't see anyone coming.
Ah!
So, I made a mistake.
Ah!
-Wipe your feet.
It's about time you got here.
Leaving a lady and a young boy at the
mercy of vicious pirates.
-It is our pleasure to come to your rescue, dear lady.
-Well, how did you know to come, Squire Trelawny?
-Oh, nothing to it, actually.
A woman stopped by and mentioned you were in trouble.
-Hm.
Very strange looking woman, too.
-Was she?
I thought she was rather handsome.
[spitting]
-That's because you had your wig over your eyes, as usual.
-Did I?
Oh.
Probably so.
No matter, really.
The lady couldn't get away fast enough when she
discovered I was the county magistrate.
-Now, young man, why don't you let us have a peak at what
those ruffians were after?
-Ah!
I say, seems to be a map of some sort.
-You're right, squire.
A very special map.
-Special?
Special how?
I can't see a thing.
-Oh.
It's a treasure map.
-Treasure?
-Treasure.
Pirate loot.
The means of dreams coming true.
-Treasure?
-Down, boy.
-School for Jim, help with the inn, a hospital for me, and a
wig that fits for the squire.
-Ah!
Good show!
-You're going after it?
-Of course!
And Jim, too.
-No way.
-Aw, Ma!
-Of course you are.
Every boy needs a good adventure, eh?
We wouldn't have the map without Jimbo here.
-Aw, OK.
Just remember to dress warm, bring extra toothpaste.
-Yes!
-This trip will be the making of him.
The making of us all!
-Not to worry, dear lady.
Nothing will happen to the boy with us about.
Eh, Livesey?
-Who, me?
Worry?
NARRATOR: It didn't take the three of them long to get to
Bristol, one of England's most thriving seaports.
Ought to commission a stout ship for the voyage, the
sailing brig Hispaniola!
Or to become acquainted with a very unusual captain.
[clearing throat]
-Doctor, Jim.
Here's someone I want you to meet.
-Left, 1, 2, 3.
Right--
-Jim, doctor, this is Captain Smollett, the
commander of our vessel.
-A little higher, boys.
Just five more.
I promise.
-How do you do, captain?
I'm Dr. Livesey, and this is Jim Hawkins.
-Pretty tall, aren't you, doctor?
Eh, squire is, too.
Don't trust tall men as a rule.
Never know what they're thinking up there in
all that thin air.
You'll do, lad.
Not tall at all.
But if I were you, I'd make a point of not growing up while
you're on my ship.
Do I make myself clear?
-Aye aye, sir.
-Good lad.
-Whoa!
-And you can swim, too!
Good lad!
But enough of this skylarking.
It's time for us to pick a crew.
-Hey!
Guys!
Can you throw me a line?
Hey guys!
NARRATOR: Here's where I come into the story.
No, no.
Closer.
Let me introduce myself.
The honorable, incomparable Captain Flint.
-Brawk!
Pieces of eight!
Pieces of eight!
NARRATOR: I'll always remember when Jim Hawkins saw Long John
Silver for the first time.
-One?
-Heh, heh, heh.
What's the matter, lad?
Never seen a man with one leg before?
-Lots.
But they always had another one to go with it.
-You're a likely lad.
Sharp as a tack.
What's your name, eh?
-Jim Hawkins.
-Well, Jim Hawkins, I'm John Silver.
Folks call me Long John because I'm so tall.
And this be Captain Flint.
Say hello, Flinty.
-Hello!
Repel all borders!
Abandon ship!
And the dogs will be the lucky ones!
-Noisiest bird on the seven seas, but
always good for a laugh.
I think the three of us will be great shipmates.
-Uh, I, I think so, too.
-That is if your captain will sign on the likes of me.
You know, it's hard for me to get a birth,
even as a ship's cook.
Could, uh, you give old Long John a hint as to what your
captain likes in a seaman, eh?
-He's not very keen on tall people.
-Heh.
Thanks, lad.
That'll do nicely.
Hang on to Flint for me while I plead my case.
-Long John Silver?
-At your service, captain.
-You're very tall, Silver.
Even for a sea cook.
-Oh, that's the truth, sir.
It's been the tragedy of my life.
[shouting]
-Whoa!
MAN (OFFSCREEN): Come back!
Hold on!
-Tragedy?
-Me father was a man like you, sir.
Down to earth, nose to the ground.
Short.
Why, he was exactly your height, captain.
-Must've been a wonderful man.
-Oh, he was, sir.
And he wanted his sons to be just like him.
-So, what happened?
-He was forced into a political
union with a tall family.
-There, there.
-Can you believe this guy?
-But he taught me to see the world from this point of view.
-Papa taught me to stand on my head before I could walk, so I
could appreciate the advantages of the down to
earth point of view.
-Very wise of him.
-Serving under you, sir, would be a dream come true.
It would be like coming home again, captain.
[shouting]
-Whoa!
Come back!
-Hang in there!
-You'll do, Silver.
-Oh, thank you, sir.
-I wish I had more like you.
-Oh, captain.
I know seamen who are drooling to ship out with you.
-Round them up, Silver.
There's no time to lose.
-Aye, aye, sir!
-Brawk!
Anchors aweigh!
-Listen, you.
Why don't you watch where I'm going?
-Pew!
-What?
OK!
I'm coming!
This is your lucky day.
If someone wasn't calling me, I'd punch
your lights out, matey.
-Oh, where did I put the blasted thing?
-Long John!
Long John!
You've got to help me!
-Of course I'll help ya.
We're shipmates, ain't we?
What's the trouble, lad?
-Pirates!
-What are you saying, Jim?
-One of the ones I told you about.
I saw him at the inn when they came for Bones.
-Is that all?
-I know it's him, Long John.
I'll never forget that smell.
-Pew, is it?
Well, I'll get to the bottom of this as soon as I find my
list of supplies.
-The list you showed me yesterday?
-Aye, that's right.
And if I can't find it, I'll have to spend two days taking
inventory again.
-12 kegs of molasses, 50 hogs' heads of salted pork.
-Aye, that's the one.
-You go check on Pew.
I'll write you a new list.
-Just like that?
Oh, as sharp as a tack you are, lad!
I always said so.
I'll be back in a jiffy.
-150 cases of biscuit.
MALE VOICE (OFFSCREEN): You are not as
smart as he says, [french].
-What?
Who said that?
-[french], biscuit.
I'm saying it.
You can't see me, or something?
-But you're a mouse.
Mice don't talk.
-Typical human.
-Sure.
Parrots can mimic, but they can't carry on a conversation.
We're carrying on a conversation, aren't we?
-Like a house of fire, Jimbo.
-This isn't happening.
-Hey, she's happening, all right.
We're talking to you.
I know, 'cause I can feel my lips moving.
LIVESEY (OFFSCREEN): Jim!
-See you later.
[laughter]
-Marco!
Come on in, laddie.
The water's just the right temperature.
-Ah, Jim, lad.
The captain wants you to fetch some apples to his cabin to go
with his cheese souffle.
-Aye aye, sir.
But if you happen to cross Long John, will you tell him I
need to speak with him, please?
-Aye aye, sir.
-Drat!
It's almost empty.
PEW (OFFSCREEN): I'm telling you, Silver.
I'm sure that lad never got a good look at any of us.
LONG JOHN (OFFSCREEN): Heh, heh.
Well, he saw you, Pew, and that's for sure.
He knows you're a pirate.
-I say we cut the little twit's throat.
-Aw, we'll be cutting all their throats soon enough,
lads, but not until they've sailed the ship to the island
and loaded the treasure for us.
-So, uh, what will you tell the little scud about me?
-Well, uh, I'll tell him it's your twin brother he saw, and,
uh, that you're an honorable seaman trying to
live down the disgrace.
-Sharp as a tack you are, John.
Sharp as a tack.
-Now all we have to do is bide our time and not give
ourselves away.
-Waiting makes me hungry.
LONG JOHN (OFFSCREEN): Get at some apples, George.
That'll get the taste of cheese out of our gobs.
Blech!
-Not too many left.
Fetch me a light.
-Here you go, George.
LIVESEY (OFFSCREEN): Land ho!
-Hey.
Never mind the apples, George.
We're here!
We're at Treasure Island!
-Phew!
-Oh, pirates?
Who would have thought it of Silver?
-We know that the pirates don't know that we
know what they know.
You know?
-Oh, I'm getting a headache.
-Oh, just cover it up.
Keep it warm.
It'll pass.
-So we just play dumb until we see an advantage, and then
take them by surprise.
-Play dumb?
I mean, is that sporting?
-Perhaps not, squire, but some of us don't have a choice.
-Jim will have the most difficult task.
He has to keep an eye on the rogues so there
won't be any surprises.
-Can you do that for us, Jim?
Jim?
Jim?
[snoring]
-What's cooking, Biscuit?
-I'm making my favorite dish to celebrate our safe arrival.
Cheese souffle.
[french], no?
-Yuck.
-Yuck.
-Yuck.
-Yuck.
-Hm.
The crew finds out it's cheese again, your arrival might not
be so safe.
SMOLLETT (OFFSCREEN): It's a sound plan, Hawkins.
Well done!
-It's very well thought out, Jim.
Especially the little details.
-Pardon me, but what plan are we talking about?
[shouting]
-Whoa!
-Come back!
-Hang in there!
-Weren't you listening, squire?
-Oh, a gentleman always listens.
Only polite.
Just not quite sure what I was hearing.
-Run through it again, will you, Hawkins?
-As long as we have the treasure map, the pirates
can't sail away without us.
We can sneak ashore and occupy the stockade
indicated on the map.
We can make our fight from there.
The ship's too difficult to defend.
-We'll outsmart those bounders yet!
-Yes!
But how do we get off the ship without Silver and his minions
being alerted?
They always have someone on guard.
-I'll help Long John in the kitchen as usual.
I'll put a sleeping potion in the cheese souffle.
-[french].
My souffle!
[snoring]
-Dah, let's see.
Starlight, I starbright.
No.
Starmight--
no, no.
That's not it, either.
-Go on, Biscuit.
It's up to you.
-All I want to know is why it's up to the little mouse,
and not the big, brave cat, or the very fast bird.
-Biscuit, we don't have time to discuss this.
-All right, all right.
But I'm not at my peak performance, having missed
dinner on account of it being tampered with.
[gasp]
-A little mousey.
-Hello, little mousey.
Ow!
Yowch!
Why, you--
Yowch!
Come back here!
Whoa!
Yah!
Help!
Help!
Yow!
-Probably the first bath old George has ever had.
-Time to go.
We can't carry anymore supplies.
-I don't know how you distracted the sentry, Jim,
but it worked.
-I had a little bit of help.
[whistle]
-Oh, never knew you had such a way with animals, Hawkins.
-Prepare to shove off.
Stroke!
Stroke!
Stroke!
[music playing]
SINGER (OFFSCREEN): (SINGING) Gotta get the treasure, gotta
get the treasure, gotta get the treasure
they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
We got to be first upon the scene.
Forget about being nice.
So what if we act a little mean?
Get the treasure at any price.
The fortune inside that treasure chest could satisfy
any thirst.
We just gotta find that secret spot, and we
gotta get to it first.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the r Gotta get the treasure, gotta
get the treasure, gotta get the treasure
they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Treasure is so delightful.
A person can spend.
Nothing is more important to share with a friend.
Ha ha!
Treasure could make a difference,
from mansion to shack.
Maybe we're just a bit selfish.
But we sure ain't gonna give it back.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest!
-A good night's work, men.
We should be quite safe here for the time being.
Then again, perhaps not.
Sound general quarters!
Battle stations!
-Ahoy the blockhouse!
-It's that rascal Silver!
-Wonder what that blighter wants now?
-Whatever it is, he'll have to fight for it.
-We'd like a word before any hostilities need commence.
-What can a pirate say that means anything to honest men?
-Well, uh, that we'll let ya live if you give us the map.
-If you want the map, you'll have to pry it out of our
cold, dead fingers.
Perhaps I was a bit too clear about that.
[gunfire]
-I say, night does fall quickly in the tropics.
Oh.
Thank you, Jim.
That's much better.
[shouting]
-Blast!
Double blast!
-Ah.
Humans take things so very seriously.
-Too seriously.
-Doctor, how can you hit anything that way?
-Well, the way I shoot, I have just as much chance hitting
something this way as any other.
-Now I've got 'em!
-Oh, no!
[shouting]
-We're out of ammunition!
-Prepare to repel borders!
-Up and at 'em, lads!
-Yah!
-Up the Jolly Roger!
-Ouch.
I think I cut myself.
-Take that!
En garde!
-Cut!
Thrust!
-Parry!
-Repel!
-Chop!
-Slice and dice!
-Help!
-Come back here, you squid!
-Help!
-Come back here, you varmint!
They don't call me a surgeon for nothing!
-D'oh, I ask for bloodthirsty pirates, and I
get the three stooges.
Run away, men!
We'll finish these swabs tomorrow!
-Trim!
Emulsify!
-Hooray!
-Woo-hoo!
-We'll give you until tomorrow morning to decide whether or
not we get the map, or you get cold steel.
Right, lads?
[snoring]
-Wake up.
It's time!
-Oh, yes.
What, what?
Mm-hm.
Yes, of course.
-I never should have left Paris.
-Yes, what?
Yes, of course.
Yes.
-Rock-a-bye baby, on the tree top.
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.
When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall, and down
will come baby, cradle and all.
Here's the map.
-Good job.
-Now what?
-Now we go find Long John Silver.
-Oh, it seems to me we should be heading in
the opposite direction.
-Not bad thinking.
For a feline.
-Um, why are we tr to find the pirates, Jim?
-Because all the treasures in the world isn't worth anyone
getting killed for.
-And while you keep making so much noise, these cutthroats
are liable to find you first!
-Who--
who are you?
-I'm Ben Gunn, and you're glad to meet me, I'm bettin'!
-Well--
-Oh, wait, wait.
Don't move.
Oh, the configuration between you.
It's--
it's beautiful.
All the tension, yet the space!
A great artistic statement.
You, you all must be great friends.
Say, you wouldn't have to have a nice piece of cheese
on you, would you?
-He's breaking my heart.
-Uh, no, why--
-Oh, well.
No time to talk now, anyway.
I have to go warn the folks in the stockade.
There's pirates about.
-But--
-Oh, no need to thank me.
Woo-hoo!
Ha ha!
Just stay out of sigh, and old Ben Gunn will be
back for you later!
Ah ha ha ha!
-Exactly who, or what was that?
-That was my friend Ben Gunn.
Be easy on him.
He's gotten a little odd since his friends marooned him here
three long years ago.
-And you're--
-I'm Ben's good friend Friday.
Welcome to the island, man.
It's a real paradise.
SINGERS (OFFSCREEN): (SINGING) Welcome to my island.
Welcome to my island.
Welcome to my island.
On my lovely island of treasure, as the tropical
waters flow, you can find a fortune of pleasure here where
the coconut palm trees grow.
All the creatures wish you good morning, and the fishes
all wave today.
For they hope you'll treasure the island memories you take
when you sail away.
Oh, even the birdies that sing above in the trees.
No, the greatest treasures are these!
The island breeze!
The seven seas, and all the blossoms and the beach.
From the mountain river and flower, you can feel the
island call.
When your daily shower's an hour
under the magical waterfall.
And the mangos ripe in the sunshine, all appear to be
made of gold.
Yes, the greatest treasure by any measure can neither be
bought nor sold.
By the way, quite incidentally there's one
more thing to be found.
See, there's buried treasure around, beneath a mound.
There's pirate booty, and it's hidden in the ground.
It's great satisfaction to serve you.
Enjoy all the island delight.
With super fantastical mornings, well, you can play
all day, and you can dream all night.
For as long as you seek adventure, and if treasure
should be your quest, there's so much to find, and it's not
one kin on the island we think is best.
By the way, I should inform you, there's one
more thing to be found.
See, there's buried treasure around.
It's on a map.
It's such a snap, it's almost sitting in your lap.
On my lovely island of treasure, as the tropical
waters flow.
You can find a fortune of pleasure here where the
coconut palm trees grow.
Welcome to my island!
Welcome to my island!
Welcome to my island of treasure!
-Ah, look, it's, it's very nice to meet you, Friday.
And I'm sorry we don't have time to get better acquainted,
but we have to find the pirates' camp.
-You looking to find the pirates, and you
think Ben's a loony?
-There's no time to explain.
-Relax, man.
The guests always be right.
I take you to them.
I shouldn't be surprised.
Always something new happen on the island since the
developers got here.
It's not the same.
No, man.
Not the same.
-Fair enough.
Thanks, Friday.
[snoring]
-Long John, we need to talk.
-What?
-It's the brat!
-Where?
Where?
-Jim.
Heh, heh.
Good to see you, lad.
-Save it for the judge, Silver.
You know what this is?
-The map, is it?
-Ow!
-You know something, Jim?
I believe that really was the map.
-It was.
You saw it.
-Aye, I saw it.
And so have you.
Quite often, I'm sure.
-So?
-So, Jim Hawkins remembers everything he
sees, doesn't he?
Who needs the map when they've got Jim Hawkins?
-Uh-oh!
I think Jim outsmarted himself.
-And I'm sure you'll be happy to tell us all about where the
treasure's hid.
Won't you, laddie?
-No I won't, but if you give yourselves up, I'll do
everything I can to see that you get a fair trial.
-Belay t bilge.
You're gonna tell us everything we want to know,
whether you want to or not.
Dow!
-Ooph.
-There'll be none of that 'til I say.
I'm captain here.
-We made you captain because you promised us the treasure.
-You'll get your treasure, but you'll get it my way!
This lad's outsmarted us right from the beginning.
Now he's in my custody and you'll not touch him.
He'll give us the information.
You leave that to me.
[mumbling]
-We'll give him until sunrise, then you better not get in our
way, Silver.
-Why, the thought never crossed my mind
-All right.
Got that straight.
-So, uh you see how it is, Jim.
-You know I can't do it, Long John.
-Why not, my boy?
You said money wasn't worth getting killed for.
-[french].
What are we going to do?
-Don't worry, man.
Be happy.
You're on the island.
Soft ocean breezes, beautiful sunsets.
It will all work out.
-Why are you doing this, Long John?
-Well, how else is a man with only one leg and no prospects
to get along, eh lad?
-But you're better than this.
-Maybe so, Jim, but it's too late now, for both of us if
you don't make the smart decision.
-I--
I can't lead you to the treasure.
-Then we're both done for, 'cause I can't stand by and
see a lad like you get hurt.
I don't see any other way out.
Do you, Jim?
FRIDAY (OFFSCREEN): There is always another way.
-What now, Jim?
-The only way to keep everyone from killing each other is for
us to find the treasure first.
Then we make them be good if they want to share.
-What treasure you folks yacking about, man?
This whole island be full of treasures.
The island is a treasure all by itself.
-Oh, right, right.
You told us all about it already.
-But this is a-- a different sort of treasure.
-What's the big deal, treasure?
After attorney's fees, third party costs, finders
commission, ha.
It'll be nothing.
-Not so fast, men.
There may be reefs ahead.
-Finders keepers, Silver.
You'd best get a move on.
-Suit yourselves, men, but don't say old Long
John didn't warn you.
-Man's been digging holes all over the island.
-Looks deep.
-And painful.
-Someone might come along and fall into it
if they're not careful.
-That's the idea, man.
-Whoa!
Get me out of here!
-Are you all right, Pew?
-Do something.
Don't just stand there.
-No worries, friend.
He won't be standing there no more.
-Where is it?
Where is it?
-You'd better hurry, Jim.
We can't hold them much longer.
-It's around here someplace.
If I can just find--
Wha--
It's here.
I found it.
The final marker.
That means the treasure has to be right over--
Here?
-Are you sure this is the place, Jim?
It's not a mistake?
-There's no mistake.
-Ah, what a bunch of fools we are.
-I'm glad you're happy, Silver.
A man should have one last good laugh on his dying day.
-Yeah.
We're gonna leave you in the hole to dump you
and the brat in.
-That's not going to happen.
-And what's going to stop it?
Look out!
-What's happening?
-Run away!
-Retreat!
-Abandon ship!
-Repel all borders!
-Flay!
Vamoose!
-Ah, gentlemen.
I never dreamed I'd be so glad to see you again.
Your prisoner, captain.
-You knew we knew, we knew what you knew, and we knew
we'd outsmart you, Silver.
-Mayhaps, Captain.
Mayhaps.
-So, it's all that shiny, tinkly
stuff you call treasure?
Ha.
What good is it?
You can't even eat that stuff.
-Friday?
You know where the treasure is?
-Of course, man.
I'll take you to it.
But like I said before, I see treasure in
everything on the island.
Why's this gold better than a mango, or a papaya, or a
waterfall at sunset?
NARRATOR: Surprises indeed.
There wasn't much for a man marooned on an island to do,
but to get to know the place like the palm of his hand.
So what does one do when he finds a
treasure in the backyard?
Why, you take it home with you, of course,
and play with it.
-What do you think?
Do you like it?
NARRATOR: Ben had no interest other than a fair share of the
treasure, passage home, and a good review.
Although a craving for cheese after years on the island
without it made Ben and Biscuit bosom buddies.
And Friday even threw in a farewell gift basked, which
made us very happy indeed.
-So long, man!
Come back to the island any time.
My home is your home.
Hey, try the coffee!
NARRATOR: So we headed home, everyone with a happy future
to look forward to.
Except for one.
-Aye, Jim, lad.
Why so glum?
Ha.
Look at the life that's laid out for you now.
You're rich, and young, and free.
-It wasn't my life I was thinking about.
-Oh, heh, heh, Jim.
I've made my choices, and I have no regrets.
Your life is the one that's important now.
-I know.
You saved it for me.
-Ah, now, now, don't get mushy, Jim.
I might have taken it from you just as easily.
-But you didn't.
-Oh, don't be so depressing, Jim.
You know, if you're gonna survive, you have to think
about the good things.
-I'll set you free.
-Goodbye, Jim, lad.
May the wind be always at your back and your
steel never be dull.
-I'll never forget you, Long John Silver.
NARRATOR: Jim says he never saw Long John Silver again.
And Jim's always been known as a very truthful boy, so it was
a surprise when Long John turned up missing, along with
a sack of treasure.
But not a big surprise, because Jim was even better
known as the truest of friends.
And that's what Jim Hawkins remained for
many years to come.
He lived happily ever after.
And he wasn't alone.
Captain Smollett, Dr. Livesey, and the squire spent most of
their fortunes on hospitals, orphanages, and old
[inaudible], except they got the squire some
badly needed new wigs.
-How about this one?
Or this one?
NARRATOR: And Dickens found a place to call home.
Biscuit could now do what he always wanted without
interruption.
-A little more cheese, a little more cheese, and voila!
NARRATOR: Ben Gunn brought a bit of the island
ways home with him.
George, Mary, and Hans got themselves some honest
employment.
-Whoa.
Watch out.
Whoa!
NARRATOR: And Jim, he went to school and
became a great scholar.
He was later famous for writing stories of pirates,
and treasure, and adventure, with a little help from his
old friend yours truly.
-Bawk!
Pieces of eight, pieces of eight.
Bawk!
NARRATOR: But none of us could ever forget our adventures on
Treasure Island.
-So long, man.
-Have a wonderful life.
-Come back again!
[music playing]
SINGER (OFFSCREEN): (SINGING) Gotta get the treasure, gotta
get the treasure, gotta get the treasure
they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
We got to be first upon the scene.
Forget about being nice.
So what if we act a little mean?
Get the treasure at any price.
The fortune inside that treasure chest could satisfy
any thirst.
We just gotta find that secret spot, and we
gotta get to it first.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
[music playing]
-(SINGING) Arr, arr, arr, me buckles.
Welcome to our boat.
On an adventure, better send your
finest pirate ship afloat.
Arr, arr, arr, we think out pirates' life is nice.
Doing our best, we will get the treasure
chest at any price.
Ship or skiff or schooner, put another shot across her bow!
Swing from the lines to the deck beneath.
With a razor sharp cup, we'll skin your teeth.
Arr, arr, arr me buckles, raise a pirate cheer.
Shiver me timbers, walk the plank, each
pirate's a real buccaneer.
Arr, arr, arr, me boys.
Our work is never done.
15 men and a treasure chest is a pirate barrel of fun.
What a lovely nautical day, sailing on the
bounding main this way.
Hark to the port to avoid our wreck, and down the hatch, all
hands on deck!
Arr, arr, arr, me lads, avast me lay ahoy.
Sharing the booty, that's our duty.
Captain, crew, and cabin boy.
Arr, arr, arr, me mateys.
Set the sails high.
Raise the anchor, and catch the wind, and
kiss the shore goodbye.
Take a trip on a pirate ship on the seven seas with a home
full of cheese.
Arr, arr, arr, me buckles.
Arr, arr, arr!
NARRATOR: Hi, mateys.
Let me tell you a story that'll warm the cockles of
your hearts.
It begins on a shivery day at the Admiral Benbow Inn.
That place had always been a very quiet inn, but after Jim
Hawkins' father died, leaving his wife and son to manage it
on their own, no one seemed to stop there.
So when the likes of Billy Bones showed up, Jim and his
mother were glad to see him.
-Ow.
Ow, ow, oh!
Argh!
NARRATOR: Even if Bones was not exactly what one expected
a guest to be.
-Um, can I help you, sir?
[grumbling]
-Uh, we have hot baths inside if you prefer, sir.
-Bath?
Avast, there!
Repel all borders!
If there's one thing to be learned sailing the high seas,
it's that water is dangerous.
Too dangerous to be spending time sitting around in.
-Then perhaps you'd care to come inside and dry off.
-Dry off?
Oh, blast.
Man the pumps!
Suck out the bilges!
Abandon ship!
-You think we can go inside now, sir?
-Of course we should go inside.
What are we standing around here for?
Ah, you go first.
Full speed ahead!
-Well, if you'll just come right this way.
Sir.
Sir?
-Shh!
Quiet, lad.
We don't want them to know I'm here.
-Let who know, sir?
You and I are the only ones here.
-Yes.
But can I be trusted?
-I think so, sir.
-And what about that dog?
I don't like his looks at all.
[whimpering]
-That's a relief.
I wasn't sure.
I can use a boy like you, if you're smart enough.
How many legs do I have?
-Why, two, sir.
-Good, lad!
-Now, if you notice a seaman hanging about with only one
leg, you come and tell me straight away, then I'll give
you a silver penny.
Do we have a bargain?
Ha ha ha!
Fair enough.
You're a good boy, Jim.
I don't know about that dog, though.
[whimpering]
NARRATOR: So while Billy Bones kept very much to himself,
hardly daring to show himself to anyone, Jim was
as good as his word.
No man got pas thim without his legs being counted.
1, 2.
NARRATOR: Jim was very thorough.
-3.
4.
5.
6.
NARRATOR: And much smarter than Billy Bones expected.
-He's your bill, Captain Bones.
-Bill?
-Well, this is what you owe us for the food and lodging.
-Well, will you look at that?
-What?
Where?
-Ah, dearie me.
That was clumsy of me.
I do that wasn't your only copy?
-It was.
-Well, I suppose we'll just have to forget
it and begin fresh.
-No need for that.
I remember what was on it.
-You do?
-Sure.
I remember everything.
Even if I've only seen it once.
Let's see.
Seven nights' lodging, including meals and midnight
snacks, plus laundry service and leg
counting comes to exactly--
-Shiver me timbers.
That's amazing.
-You betcha, buddy.
My boy's a genius.
Smart as they come.
And that's why we need you to pay up so we can get him some
proper schooling.
Ivy League.
The whole shebang.
-So, it's high hopes we have, am I right?
-Of course.
What would life be without 'em?
-Exactly.
-I suppose all this means you can't pay your bill.
-Oh, no.
It means I have high hopes of paying you.
Someday.
-And what are we supposed to do in the meantime?
-Well, I suppose I could make a small contribution to the
boy's education.
[snoring]
-Wow!
-Wow!
-Hello?
Anbody home?
-Pew!
-P-U is right.
-Oh, man.
I hope he's here for a bath.
-He's here for me!
Save me!
Please!
-Oh.
Ah, excuse me, matey.
Uh, are you the innkeeper?
-This is my inn.
-Uh, excuse me, Mrs. Inn, not used to bumping
into such hard women.
-What can I do for you, sir?
-Oh, yeah.
We need you to pass a message to your guest Billy Bones.
You tell him there's some old shipmates of his waiting
impatient-like outside, and that they
won't wait much longer.
-Oh, they look mean.
I'll tell him.
-Uh, thank you kindly, ma'am.
Ow!
[crash]
-The door's to your left.
-Thank you, ma'am.
-Please, Mrs. Hawkins, Jim, you have to save me.
-Who are they captain?
-Never mind that now.
This is what they're after.
My high hopes for the future.
And I'll give it to you if you'll only save me.
-All I want is for you to pay your bill and mosey on.
-I want to give it to you, Mrs. H, because you've been so
good to me.
Like the mother and son I never had.
This mean's Jim's schooling.
Besides, they'll keelhaul me if they find it on me.
-Very well.
But I don't know how we're going to get you past those
vicious men.
-I have an idea.
-I says we go in and get him.
-Belay that, Chalkhands.
There'll be plenty of time for the rough stuff later.
-Oh!
Oh!
Somebody's coming.
-Uh--
goodbye, Mother.
Say hello to Granny for me.
-Goodbye, Jim, dear.
-Oh, that's sweet.
He's aying so long to his mommy.
I had a mommy once.
-And I'll bet she was ugly as that one.
-You makin' fun of my mommy?
[choking]
-Will you two stop playing around?
There's work to be done.
-Well done.
Now we have to worry about us.
-But aren't they only after Captain Bones?
-If they were gonna do horrible things to Bones, what
are they gonna do to us when they find him gone?
-I think I'll block the door.
-Good thinking.
[panting]
-Don't forget the chair from Aunt Margaret and the couch
from Dear Uncle Vinnie.
-The door's locked.
Don't just stand there like a couple of idiots!
Do something!
-Hey!
What are you doing?
Stop that-- ow!
Cease!
Rather--
desist!
Ow!
Oh, that hurt!
-Do you think it'll hold?
-I'm afraid no door is as hard as that man's head, Mother.
-Ah!
Oof!
Ah!
-Just a little bit more.
-Oh, oh, someone's coming!
-Abandon ship!
-Come back here, you cowards.
I didn't see anyone coming.
Ah!
So, I made a mistake.
Ah!
-Wipe your feet.
It's about time you got here.
Leaving a lady and a young boy at the
mercy of vicious pirates.
-It is our pleasure to come to your rescue, dear lady.
-Well, how did you know to come, Squire Trelawny?
-Oh, nothing to it, actually.
A woman stopped by and mentioned you were in trouble.
-Hm.
Very strange looking woman, too.
-Was she?
I thought she was rather handsome.
[spitting]
-That's because you had your wig over your eyes, as usual.
-Did I?
Oh.
Probably so.
No matter, really.
The lady couldn't get away fast enough when she
discovered I was the county magistrate.
-Now, young man, why don't you let us have a peak at what
those ruffians were after?
-Ah!
I say, seems to be a map of some sort.
-You're right, squire.
A very special map.
-Special?
Special how?
I can't see a thing.
-Oh.
It's a treasure map.
-Treasure?
-Treasure.
Pirate loot.
The means of dreams coming true.
-Treasure?
-Down, boy.
-School for Jim, help with the inn, a hospital for me, and a
wig that fits for the squire.
-Ah!
Good show!
-You're going after it?
-Of course!
And Jim, too.
-No way.
-Aw, Ma!
-Of course you are.
Every boy needs a good adventure, eh?
We wouldn't have the map without Jimbo here.
-Aw, OK.
Just remember to dress warm, bring extra toothpaste.
-Yes!
-This trip will be the making of him.
The making of us all!
-Not to worry, dear lady.
Nothing will happen to the boy with us about.
Eh, Livesey?
-Who, me?
Worry?
NARRATOR: It didn't take the three of them long to get to
Bristol, one of England's most thriving seaports.
Ought to commission a stout ship for the voyage, the
sailing brig Hispaniola!
Or to become acquainted with a very unusual captain.
[clearing throat]
-Doctor, Jim.
Here's someone I want you to meet.
-Left, 1, 2, 3.
Right--
-Jim, doctor, this is Captain Smollett, the
commander of our vessel.
-A little higher, boys.
Just five more.
I promise.
-How do you do, captain?
I'm Dr. Livesey, and this is Jim Hawkins.
-Pretty tall, aren't you, doctor?
Eh, squire is, too.
Don't trust tall men as a rule.
Never know what they're thinking up there in
all that thin air.
You'll do, lad.
Not tall at all.
But if I were you, I'd make a point of not growing up while
you're on my ship.
Do I make myself clear?
-Aye aye, sir.
-Good lad.
-Whoa!
-And you can swim, too!
Good lad!
But enough of this skylarking.
It's time for us to pick a crew.
-Hey!
Guys!
Can you throw me a line?
Hey guys!
NARRATOR: Here's where I come into the story.
No, no.
Closer.
Let me introduce myself.
The honorable, incomparable Captain Flint.
-Brawk!
Pieces of eight!
Pieces of eight!
NARRATOR: I'll always remember when Jim Hawkins saw Long John
Silver for the first time.
-One?
-Heh, heh, heh.
What's the matter, lad?
Never seen a man with one leg before?
-Lots.
But they always had another one to go with it.
-You're a likely lad.
Sharp as a tack.
What's your name, eh?
-Jim Hawkins.
-Well, Jim Hawkins, I'm John Silver.
Folks call me Long John because I'm so tall.
And this be Captain Flint.
Say hello, Flinty.
-Hello!
Repel all borders!
Abandon ship!
And the dogs will be the lucky ones!
-Noisiest bird on the seven seas, but
always good for a laugh.
I think the three of us will be great shipmates.
-Uh, I, I think so, too.
-That is if your captain will sign on the likes of me.
You know, it's hard for me to get a birth,
even as a ship's cook.
Could, uh, you give old Long John a hint as to what your
captain likes in a seaman, eh?
-He's not very keen on tall people.
-Heh.
Thanks, lad.
That'll do nicely.
Hang on to Flint for me while I plead my case.
-Long John Silver?
-At your service, captain.
-You're very tall, Silver.
Even for a sea cook.
-Oh, that's the truth, sir.
It's been the tragedy of my life.
[shouting]
-Whoa!
MAN (OFFSCREEN): Come back!
Hold on!
-Tragedy?
-Me father was a man like you, sir.
Down to earth, nose to the ground.
Short.
Why, he was exactly your height, captain.
-Must've been a wonderful man.
-Oh, he was, sir.
And he wanted his sons to be just like him.
-So, what happened?
-He was forced into a political
union with a tall family.
-There, there.
-Can you believe this guy?
-But he taught me to see the world from this point of view.
-Papa taught me to stand on my head before I could walk, so I
could appreciate the advantages of the down to
earth point of view.
-Very wise of him.
-Serving under you, sir, would be a dream come true.
It would be like coming home again, captain.
[shouting]
-Whoa!
Come back!
-Hang in there!
-You'll do, Silver.
-Oh, thank you, sir.
-I wish I had more like you.
-Oh, captain.
I know seamen who are drooling to ship out with you.
-Round them up, Silver.
There's no time to lose.
-Aye, aye, sir!
-Brawk!
Anchors aweigh!
-Listen, you.
Why don't you watch where I'm going?
-Pew!
-What?
OK!
I'm coming!
This is your lucky day.
If someone wasn't calling me, I'd punch
your lights out, matey.
-Oh, where did I put the blasted thing?
-Long John!
Long John!
You've got to help me!
-Of course I'll help ya.
We're shipmates, ain't we?
What's the trouble, lad?
-Pirates!
-What are you saying, Jim?
-One of the ones I told you about.
I saw him at the inn when they came for Bones.
-Is that all?
-I know it's him, Long John.
I'll never forget that smell.
-Pew, is it?
Well, I'll get to the bottom of this as soon as I find my
list of supplies.
-The list you showed me yesterday?
-Aye, that's right.
And if I can't find it, I'll have to spend two days taking
inventory again.
-12 kegs of molasses, 50 hogs' heads of salted pork.
-Aye, that's the one.
-You go check on Pew.
I'll write you a new list.
-Just like that?
Oh, as sharp as a tack you are, lad!
I always said so.
I'll be back in a jiffy.
-150 cases of biscuit.
MALE VOICE (OFFSCREEN): You are not as
smart as he says, [french].
-What?
Who said that?
-[french], biscuit.
I'm saying it.
You can't see me, or something?
-But you're a mouse.
Mice don't talk.
-Typical human.
-Sure.
Parrots can mimic, but they can't carry on a conversation.
We're carrying on a conversation, aren't we?
-Like a house of fire, Jimbo.
-This isn't happening.
-Hey, she's happening, all right.
We're talking to you.
I know, 'cause I can feel my lips moving.
LIVESEY (OFFSCREEN): Jim!
-See you later.
[laughter]
-Marco!
Come on in, laddie.
The water's just the right temperature.
-Ah, Jim, lad.
The captain wants you to fetch some apples to his cabin to go
with his cheese souffle.
-Aye aye, sir.
But if you happen to cross Long John, will you tell him I
need to speak with him, please?
-Aye aye, sir.
-Drat!
It's almost empty.
PEW (OFFSCREEN): I'm telling you, Silver.
I'm sure that lad never got a good look at any of us.
LONG JOHN (OFFSCREEN): Heh, heh.
Well, he saw you, Pew, and that's for sure.
He knows you're a pirate.
-I say we cut the little twit's throat.
-Aw, we'll be cutting all their throats soon enough,
lads, but not until they've sailed the ship to the island
and loaded the treasure for us.
-So, uh, what will you tell the little scud about me?
-Well, uh, I'll tell him it's your twin brother he saw, and,
uh, that you're an honorable seaman trying to
live down the disgrace.
-Sharp as a tack you are, John.
Sharp as a tack.
-Now all we have to do is bide our time and not give
ourselves away.
-Waiting makes me hungry.
LONG JOHN (OFFSCREEN): Get at some apples, George.
That'll get the taste of cheese out of our gobs.
Blech!
-Not too many left.
Fetch me a light.
-Here you go, George.
LIVESEY (OFFSCREEN): Land ho!
-Hey.
Never mind the apples, George.
We're here!
We're at Treasure Island!
-Phew!
-Oh, pirates?
Who would have thought it of Silver?
-We know that the pirates don't know that we
know what they know.
You know?
-Oh, I'm getting a headache.
-Oh, just cover it up.
Keep it warm.
It'll pass.
-So we just play dumb until we see an advantage, and then
take them by surprise.
-Play dumb?
I mean, is that sporting?
-Perhaps not, squire, but some of us don't have a choice.
-Jim will have the most difficult task.
He has to keep an eye on the rogues so there
won't be any surprises.
-Can you do that for us, Jim?
Jim?
Jim?
[snoring]
-What's cooking, Biscuit?
-I'm making my favorite dish to celebrate our safe arrival.
Cheese souffle.
[french], no?
-Yuck.
-Yuck.
-Yuck.
-Yuck.
-Hm.
The crew finds out it's cheese again, your arrival might not
be so safe.
SMOLLETT (OFFSCREEN): It's a sound plan, Hawkins.
Well done!
-It's very well thought out, Jim.
Especially the little details.
-Pardon me, but what plan are we talking about?
[shouting]
-Whoa!
-Come back!
-Hang in there!
-Weren't you listening, squire?
-Oh, a gentleman always listens.
Only polite.
Just not quite sure what I was hearing.
-Run through it again, will you, Hawkins?
-As long as we have the treasure map, the pirates
can't sail away without us.
We can sneak ashore and occupy the stockade
indicated on the map.
We can make our fight from there.
The ship's too difficult to defend.
-We'll outsmart those bounders yet!
-Yes!
But how do we get off the ship without Silver and his minions
being alerted?
They always have someone on guard.
-I'll help Long John in the kitchen as usual.
I'll put a sleeping potion in the cheese souffle.
-[french].
My souffle!
[snoring]
-Dah, let's see.
Starlight, I starbright.
No.
Starmight--
no, no.
That's not it, either.
-Go on, Biscuit.
It's up to you.
-All I want to know is why it's up to the little mouse,
and not the big, brave cat, or the very fast bird.
-Biscuit, we don't have time to discuss this.
-All right, all right.
But I'm not at my peak performance, having missed
dinner on account of it being tampered with.
[gasp]
-A little mousey.
-Hello, little mousey.
Ow!
Yowch!
Why, you--
Yowch!
Come back here!
Whoa!
Yah!
Help!
Help!
Yow!
-Probably the first bath old George has ever had.
-Time to go.
We can't carry anymore supplies.
-I don't know how you distracted the sentry, Jim,
but it worked.
-I had a little bit of help.
[whistle]
-Oh, never knew you had such a way with animals, Hawkins.
-Prepare to shove off.
Stroke!
Stroke!
Stroke!
[music playing]
SINGER (OFFSCREEN): (SINGING) Gotta get the treasure, gotta
get the treasure, gotta get the treasure
they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
We got to be first upon the scene.
Forget about being nice.
So what if we act a little mean?
Get the treasure at any price.
The fortune inside that treasure chest could satisfy
any thirst.
We just gotta find that secret spot, and we
gotta get to it first.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the r Gotta get the treasure, gotta
get the treasure, gotta get the treasure
they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Treasure is so delightful.
A person can spend.
Nothing is more important to share with a friend.
Ha ha!
Treasure could make a difference,
from mansion to shack.
Maybe we're just a bit selfish.
But we sure ain't gonna give it back.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest!
-A good night's work, men.
We should be quite safe here for the time being.
Then again, perhaps not.
Sound general quarters!
Battle stations!
-Ahoy the blockhouse!
-It's that rascal Silver!
-Wonder what that blighter wants now?
-Whatever it is, he'll have to fight for it.
-We'd like a word before any hostilities need commence.
-What can a pirate say that means anything to honest men?
-Well, uh, that we'll let ya live if you give us the map.
-If you want the map, you'll have to pry it out of our
cold, dead fingers.
Perhaps I was a bit too clear about that.
[gunfire]
-I say, night does fall quickly in the tropics.
Oh.
Thank you, Jim.
That's much better.
[shouting]
-Blast!
Double blast!
-Ah.
Humans take things so very seriously.
-Too seriously.
-Doctor, how can you hit anything that way?
-Well, the way I shoot, I have just as much chance hitting
something this way as any other.
-Now I've got 'em!
-Oh, no!
[shouting]
-We're out of ammunition!
-Prepare to repel borders!
-Up and at 'em, lads!
-Yah!
-Up the Jolly Roger!
-Ouch.
I think I cut myself.
-Take that!
En garde!
-Cut!
Thrust!
-Parry!
-Repel!
-Chop!
-Slice and dice!
-Help!
-Come back here, you squid!
-Help!
-Come back here, you varmint!
They don't call me a surgeon for nothing!
-D'oh, I ask for bloodthirsty pirates, and I
get the three stooges.
Run away, men!
We'll finish these swabs tomorrow!
-Trim!
Emulsify!
-Hooray!
-Woo-hoo!
-We'll give you until tomorrow morning to decide whether or
not we get the map, or you get cold steel.
Right, lads?
[snoring]
-Wake up.
It's time!
-Oh, yes.
What, what?
Mm-hm.
Yes, of course.
-I never should have left Paris.
-Yes, what?
Yes, of course.
Yes.
-Rock-a-bye baby, on the tree top.
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.
When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall, and down
will come baby, cradle and all.
Here's the map.
-Good job.
-Now what?
-Now we go find Long John Silver.
-Oh, it seems to me we should be heading in
the opposite direction.
-Not bad thinking.
For a feline.
-Um, why are we tr to find the pirates, Jim?
-Because all the treasures in the world isn't worth anyone
getting killed for.
-And while you keep making so much noise, these cutthroats
are liable to find you first!
-Who--
who are you?
-I'm Ben Gunn, and you're glad to meet me, I'm bettin'!
-Well--
-Oh, wait, wait.
Don't move.
Oh, the configuration between you.
It's--
it's beautiful.
All the tension, yet the space!
A great artistic statement.
You, you all must be great friends.
Say, you wouldn't have to have a nice piece of cheese
on you, would you?
-He's breaking my heart.
-Uh, no, why--
-Oh, well.
No time to talk now, anyway.
I have to go warn the folks in the stockade.
There's pirates about.
-But--
-Oh, no need to thank me.
Woo-hoo!
Ha ha!
Just stay out of sigh, and old Ben Gunn will be
back for you later!
Ah ha ha ha!
-Exactly who, or what was that?
-That was my friend Ben Gunn.
Be easy on him.
He's gotten a little odd since his friends marooned him here
three long years ago.
-And you're--
-I'm Ben's good friend Friday.
Welcome to the island, man.
It's a real paradise.
SINGERS (OFFSCREEN): (SINGING) Welcome to my island.
Welcome to my island.
Welcome to my island.
On my lovely island of treasure, as the tropical
waters flow, you can find a fortune of pleasure here where
the coconut palm trees grow.
All the creatures wish you good morning, and the fishes
all wave today.
For they hope you'll treasure the island memories you take
when you sail away.
Oh, even the birdies that sing above in the trees.
No, the greatest treasures are these!
The island breeze!
The seven seas, and all the blossoms and the beach.
From the mountain river and flower, you can feel the
island call.
When your daily shower's an hour
under the magical waterfall.
And the mangos ripe in the sunshine, all appear to be
made of gold.
Yes, the greatest treasure by any measure can neither be
bought nor sold.
By the way, quite incidentally there's one
more thing to be found.
See, there's buried treasure around, beneath a mound.
There's pirate booty, and it's hidden in the ground.
It's great satisfaction to serve you.
Enjoy all the island delight.
With super fantastical mornings, well, you can play
all day, and you can dream all night.
For as long as you seek adventure, and if treasure
should be your quest, there's so much to find, and it's not
one kin on the island we think is best.
By the way, I should inform you, there's one
more thing to be found.
See, there's buried treasure around.
It's on a map.
It's such a snap, it's almost sitting in your lap.
On my lovely island of treasure, as the tropical
waters flow.
You can find a fortune of pleasure here where the
coconut palm trees grow.
Welcome to my island!
Welcome to my island!
Welcome to my island of treasure!
-Ah, look, it's, it's very nice to meet you, Friday.
And I'm sorry we don't have time to get better acquainted,
but we have to find the pirates' camp.
-You looking to find the pirates, and you
think Ben's a loony?
-There's no time to explain.
-Relax, man.
The guests always be right.
I take you to them.
I shouldn't be surprised.
Always something new happen on the island since the
developers got here.
It's not the same.
No, man.
Not the same.
-Fair enough.
Thanks, Friday.
[snoring]
-Long John, we need to talk.
-What?
-It's the brat!
-Where?
Where?
-Jim.
Heh, heh.
Good to see you, lad.
-Save it for the judge, Silver.
You know what this is?
-The map, is it?
-Ow!
-You know something, Jim?
I believe that really was the map.
-It was.
You saw it.
-Aye, I saw it.
And so have you.
Quite often, I'm sure.
-So?
-So, Jim Hawkins remembers everything he
sees, doesn't he?
Who needs the map when they've got Jim Hawkins?
-Uh-oh!
I think Jim outsmarted himself.
-And I'm sure you'll be happy to tell us all about where the
treasure's hid.
Won't you, laddie?
-No I won't, but if you give yourselves up, I'll do
everything I can to see that you get a fair trial.
-Belay t bilge.
You're gonna tell us everything we want to know,
whether you want to or not.
Dow!
-Ooph.
-There'll be none of that 'til I say.
I'm captain here.
-We made you captain because you promised us the treasure.
-You'll get your treasure, but you'll get it my way!
This lad's outsmarted us right from the beginning.
Now he's in my custody and you'll not touch him.
He'll give us the information.
You leave that to me.
[mumbling]
-We'll give him until sunrise, then you better not get in our
way, Silver.
-Why, the thought never crossed my mind
-All right.
Got that straight.
-So, uh you see how it is, Jim.
-You know I can't do it, Long John.
-Why not, my boy?
You said money wasn't worth getting killed for.
-[french].
What are we going to do?
-Don't worry, man.
Be happy.
You're on the island.
Soft ocean breezes, beautiful sunsets.
It will all work out.
-Why are you doing this, Long John?
-Well, how else is a man with only one leg and no prospects
to get along, eh lad?
-But you're better than this.
-Maybe so, Jim, but it's too late now, for both of us if
you don't make the smart decision.
-I--
I can't lead you to the treasure.
-Then we're both done for, 'cause I can't stand by and
see a lad like you get hurt.
I don't see any other way out.
Do you, Jim?
FRIDAY (OFFSCREEN): There is always another way.
-What now, Jim?
-The only way to keep everyone from killing each other is for
us to find the treasure first.
Then we make them be good if they want to share.
-What treasure you folks yacking about, man?
This whole island be full of treasures.
The island is a treasure all by itself.
-Oh, right, right.
You told us all about it already.
-But this is a-- a different sort of treasure.
-What's the big deal, treasure?
After attorney's fees, third party costs, finders
commission, ha.
It'll be nothing.
-Not so fast, men.
There may be reefs ahead.
-Finders keepers, Silver.
You'd best get a move on.
-Suit yourselves, men, but don't say old Long
John didn't warn you.
-Man's been digging holes all over the island.
-Looks deep.
-And painful.
-Someone might come along and fall into it
if they're not careful.
-That's the idea, man.
-Whoa!
Get me out of here!
-Are you all right, Pew?
-Do something.
Don't just stand there.
-No worries, friend.
He won't be standing there no more.
-Where is it?
Where is it?
-You'd better hurry, Jim.
We can't hold them much longer.
-It's around here someplace.
If I can just find--
Wha--
It's here.
I found it.
The final marker.
That means the treasure has to be right over--
Here?
-Are you sure this is the place, Jim?
It's not a mistake?
-There's no mistake.
-Ah, what a bunch of fools we are.
-I'm glad you're happy, Silver.
A man should have one last good laugh on his dying day.
-Yeah.
We're gonna leave you in the hole to dump you
and the brat in.
-That's not going to happen.
-And what's going to stop it?
Look out!
-What's happening?
-Run away!
-Retreat!
-Abandon ship!
-Repel all borders!
-Flay!
Vamoose!
-Ah, gentlemen.
I never dreamed I'd be so glad to see you again.
Your prisoner, captain.
-You knew we knew, we knew what you knew, and we knew
we'd outsmart you, Silver.
-Mayhaps, Captain.
Mayhaps.
-So, it's all that shiny, tinkly
stuff you call treasure?
Ha.
What good is it?
You can't even eat that stuff.
-Friday?
You know where the treasure is?
-Of course, man.
I'll take you to it.
But like I said before, I see treasure in
everything on the island.
Why's this gold better than a mango, or a papaya, or a
waterfall at sunset?
NARRATOR: Surprises indeed.
There wasn't much for a man marooned on an island to do,
but to get to know the place like the palm of his hand.
So what does one do when he finds a
treasure in the backyard?
Why, you take it home with you, of course,
and play with it.
-What do you think?
Do you like it?
NARRATOR: Ben had no interest other than a fair share of the
treasure, passage home, and a good review.
Although a craving for cheese after years on the island
without it made Ben and Biscuit bosom buddies.
And Friday even threw in a farewell gift basked, which
made us very happy indeed.
-So long, man!
Come back to the island any time.
My home is your home.
Hey, try the coffee!
NARRATOR: So we headed home, everyone with a happy future
to look forward to.
Except for one.
-Aye, Jim, lad.
Why so glum?
Ha.
Look at the life that's laid out for you now.
You're rich, and young, and free.
-It wasn't my life I was thinking about.
-Oh, heh, heh, Jim.
I've made my choices, and I have no regrets.
Your life is the one that's important now.
-I know.
You saved it for me.
-Ah, now, now, don't get mushy, Jim.
I might have taken it from you just as easily.
-But you didn't.
-Oh, don't be so depressing, Jim.
You know, if you're gonna survive, you have to think
about the good things.
-I'll set you free.
-Goodbye, Jim, lad.
May the wind be always at your back and your
steel never be dull.
-I'll never forget you, Long John Silver.
NARRATOR: Jim says he never saw Long John Silver again.
And Jim's always been known as a very truthful boy, so it was
a surprise when Long John turned up missing, along with
a sack of treasure.
But not a big surprise, because Jim was even better
known as the truest of friends.
And that's what Jim Hawkins remained for
many years to come.
He lived happily ever after.
And he wasn't alone.
Captain Smollett, Dr. Livesey, and the squire spent most of
their fortunes on hospitals, orphanages, and old
[inaudible], except they got the squire some
badly needed new wigs.
-How about this one?
Or this one?
NARRATOR: And Dickens found a place to call home.
Biscuit could now do what he always wanted without
interruption.
-A little more cheese, a little more cheese, and voila!
NARRATOR: Ben Gunn brought a bit of the island
ways home with him.
George, Mary, and Hans got themselves some honest
employment.
-Whoa.
Watch out.
Whoa!
NARRATOR: And Jim, he went to school and
became a great scholar.
He was later famous for writing stories of pirates,
and treasure, and adventure, with a little help from his
old friend yours truly.
-Bawk!
Pieces of eight, pieces of eight.
Bawk!
NARRATOR: But none of us could ever forget our adventures on
Treasure Island.
-So long, man.
-Have a wonderful life.
-Come back again!
[music playing]
SINGER (OFFSCREEN): (SINGING) Gotta get the treasure, gotta
get the treasure, gotta get the treasure
they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
We got to be first upon the scene.
Forget about being nice.
So what if we act a little mean?
Get the treasure at any price.
The fortune inside that treasure chest could satisfy
any thirst.
We just gotta find that secret spot, and we
gotta get to it first.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure they hid in the chest.
Gotta get the treasure, gotta get the treasure, gotta get
the treasure ahead of the rest.