Treasure Planet

2002 American animated science fiction film

Treasure Planet is a 2002 American-Scottish animated science fiction action-adventure film about a rebellious teen seen by the world as an aimless slacker. After he receives a map from a dying pirate, he embarks on an odyssey across the universe to find the legendary Treasure Planet.

Directed by Ron Clements and John Musker, based on Robert Louis Stevenson's Treasure Island.
Music by James Newton Howard and includes I'm Still here (Jim's Theme) is written by Goo Goo Dolls frontman John Rzeznik and Always know where you are John Rzeznik.
Now, you listen to me, Jim Hawkins. You got the makings of greatness in you, but you gotta take the helm and chart your own course! Stick to it, no matter the squalls! And when the time comes, you'll get the chance to really test the cut of your sails and show what you're made of! And... well, I hope I'm there, catching some of the light coming off you that day. ~ John Silver
You're something special, Jim. You're gonna rattle the stars, you are! ~ John Silver
Stay outta trouble, you old scallywag.
Why, Jimbo, lad, when have I ever done otherwise? ~ James Hawkins & John Silver

Dialogue edit

Narrator: [first lines; in Jim's storybook] On the clearest of nights, when the winds of the Etherium were calm and peaceful, the great merchant ships with their cargoes of Arcturian solar crystals felt safe and secure. Little did they suspect that they were pursued by... pirates! And the most feared of all these pirates was the notorious Captain Nathaniel Flint.
Captain Flint: [to crew] Fire!
[The pirates ship ready to shooting by cannons to the another ship to the aliens and young Jim story about the Treasure Planet]
Narrator: Like a Candarian zap-wing overtaking its prey-
Sarah: James Pleiades Hawkins! [close his book] I thought you were asleep an hour ago!
Young Jim: Mom, I was just getting to the best part. [Holding a book manners] Please?
Sarah: Oh, can those eyes get any bigger? Scootch over.
[Young Jim continue open the storybook about the pirates]
Narrator: [continue storybook] Like a Candarian zap-wing overtaking its prey, Flint and his band of renegades swooped in out of nowhere, [shooting the aliens, Captain Flint use a sword snatch and open the treasure chest, Flint evilly laughing golden treasure is mine!] and then, gathering up their spoils... vanished, without a trace.
Young Jim and Sarah: Ooh!
Narrator: Flint's secret trove was never found, but stories have persisted that it remains hidden somewhere at the farthest reaches of the galaxy, stowed with riches beyond imagination - the loot of a Thousands Worlds...
Young Jim and Narrator: Treasure Planet.
Sarah: Okay. [uses Tissue to young Jim] Blow your nose. [Young Jim blow your nose while running after reading the storybook about pirates]
Young Jim: How do you think Captain Flint did it, Mom? [jumping in the bed, hiding under blanket and comes out] How'd he swoop in out of nowhere and vanished, without a trace?
Sarah: I have no idea. Come here, you, you li- I'm gonna get- oh! [she gives Jim a raspberry kiss and tickle on the belly] Okay, now it's time for this little spacer to go to sleep.
Young Jim: Do you think somebody'll ever find Treasure Planet?
Sarah: Sweetheart, I think is more... like a legend.
Young Jim: I know it's real.
Sarah: You win. It's real. [kiss to Jim]
Young Jim: Nighty, night, Mom.
Sarah: Nighty, night, sweetheart. I love you.
Young Jim: I love you, too. [close the door]
Narrator: There are nights when the winds of the Etherium, so inviting in their promise of flight and freedom, made one's spirit soar!

[In 12 years later, Jim was 15 years old to be grown up to a Solar surfer.]
Jim: [buzzing] Yaaaa-hoo! [alarm rings] Come on! Whoo! Ha ha ha! WHOO-HOO! [when the solar surfer, it sirens blarin' two police robots comes an Emergency lights and chase at him] Oh, great.
[Later at the Bendow Inn]
Mrs. Dunwiddie: Mrs. Hawkins!
Sarah: I know, refill on the purp juice. Coming right up, Mrs. Dunwiddie! [whole each powdered spheroids, two eclipses and big bowl of the Zorellian jelly worms] There we go. That's 4 powdered spheroids, 2 lunar eclipses, and it's a big bowl of the Zorellian jelly worms for the big boy!
Alien boy: Awesome!
Sarah: Enjoy!
[It eats his food rally jelly worms]
Sarah: [Menu to Dr. Doppler] Sorry, Delbert. It's been a madhouse here all morning.
Dr. Doppler: No problem, Sarah. Ah, my Alponian chowder with the extra Solara seed. Mmm! Yum! [Doppler wants to start eating his meal, but notices a frog-like girl staring at him] Hello. What brings you here, curious little... one? [Doppler picks up a spoonful of his meal, but pauses again when the girl continues starting at him; waving his hand to send her off] Go away. [slight pauses] Are your parents around? [slight pauses again] Now, what's the matter? Cat got your...
[He yelps as the girl shoots out a frog-like tongue and catches the food on Doppler's spoon, then skips away happily]
Sarah: Oh, they're so adorable at that age!
Dr. Doppler: Oh, yes. Deplorable. Uh- adorable. Hmm. Speaking of which, how's Jim doing?
Sarah: Much better. I know he's had a few rough spots this year, but I really think he's starting to turn a corner.
[The door opens; two police robots are escorting Jim]
Police Robot 1: Mrs. Hawkins?
Sarah: [drop dishes] Jim!
Dr. Doppler: Ooh, wrong turn.
Jim: [casually] Okay, Thanks for the lift, guys.
Police Robot 2: Not so fast!
[Jim has been escorted home by two police robots]
Police Robot 1: [to Sarah Hawkins] We apprehended your son operating a solar vehicle in a restricted area.
Police Robot 2: Moving Violation 9-0-4, Section 15, Paragraph... um...
Jim: Six?
Police Robot 2: Thank you.
Jim: Don't mention it.
Sarah: [in exasperation] Jim!
Police Robot 1: As you are aware, ma'am, this constitutes a violation of his probation.
Sarah: [stuttering for an explanation] Yes, yes- No, I mean, I understand, but, um, co-couldn't we just-?
Dr. Doppler: [interrupting] Um, pardon me, officers, if I might, uh, interject here? I am the noted astrophysicist Dr. Delbert Doppler. Perhaps you've heard of me? [awkward silence] No? I have a clipping.
Police Robot 1: Are you the boy's father?
Delbert and Sarah: Oh! Good heavens, no!
Sarah: Eww! He's just an old friend of the family.
Both Police Robots: [to Delbert] Back off, sir!
Sarah: Thank you, Delbert. I will take it from here.
Delbert: Well, Sarah, if you insist. [under his breath] Don't ever let me do that again.
Police Robot 1: [to Sarah] Due to repeated violations of statute 15-C, we have impounded his vehicle. Any more slip-ups will result in a one-way ticket to Juvenile Hall.
Police Robot 2: Kiddie hoosegow.
Police Robot 1: The slammo.
Sarah: Thank you, officers. [towards Jim, firmly] It won't happen again.
Police Robot 1: We see his type all the time, ma'am.
Police Robot 2: Wrong choices.
Police Robot 1: Dead-enders.
Police Robot 2: Losers.
[Jim glares at them.]
Police Robot 1: [tips his hat] You take care now.
Police Robot 2: Let's motor.
[They depart, leavin' an awkward silence behind them]
Sarah: Jim, I have had it. Do you want to go to Juvenile Hall? Is that it? [Jim looks away it doesn't answer, take a rectangular plate and put food on the plate] Jim? Jim, look at me. It's been hard enough keeping this place afloat by myself without you go-
Jim: Mom, is no big deal! There was nobody around. Those cops just won't get off my- [Sarah stares at him] Forget it.
Mrs. Dunwiddie: [to Sarah] Mrs. Hawkins, then my juice?
Sarah: [to Mrs. Dunwiddie] Yes, I'll be right there, Mrs. Dunwiddie! [to Jim] Jim, I just don't want to see you throw away your entire future!
Jim: [to himself] Yeah, what future?

[A ship crash-lands on the Benbow Inn's pier. Jim rushes over and knocks on the door's window.]
Jim: Hey, mister? Hey, mister, you're okay in there, right?
[A clawed hand slams against the window, startling Jim. The door opens and Billy Bones, a tortoise-like alien, emerges with a small storage chest.]
Billy: [coughs, grabs Jim's collar] He's a-comin'. Can ya hear 'im? [extending his neck towards Jim] Those gears and gyros, clickin' and whirrin' like the devil himself!
Jim: [nervously] Uh, hit your head there pretty hard, didn't ya?
Billy: [lifting up his chest] He's after me chest. That fiendish cyborg, an' his band of cutthroats...! But they'll have to pry it from ol' Billy Bones' cold, dead fingers afore I- [collapses, dropping the chest and coughing uncontrollably]
Jim: Oh, my... Uh, come on, give me your arm. [holding him up] That's it. [helps Bones back to the Inn, with the chest]
Billy: [weakly] Good lad.
Jim: [drily] Mom's gonna love this.

[Sarah looks at video recordings of a younger Jim]
Sarah: I keep dreaming one day I'll open that door, and there he'll be, just the way he was. A smiling, happy little boy, holding a new pet and begging me to let him keep it. [chuckles]
[Delbert opens the front door, revealing Jim carrying Billy Bones]
Sarah: [gasps] James Pleiades Hawkins-!
Jim: Mom, he's hurt! Bad! [lays Bones onto the floor]
Billy: [weakly] Me chest, lad. [Jim pushes his chest towards him, and he enters a combination, making it open] He'll be comin' soon... [takes out a wrapped bundle] Can't let them find this!
Jim: Who's coming?
Billy: [pulls Jim towards him and whispers in his ear] The cyborg! Beware the cyborg! [gasps out his last breath and collapses, dead]

Jim: [after seeing the crooks] Quick! We gotta go! [grabs Sarah's hand and runs]
Dr. Doppler: [after almost getting blasted] I believe I'm with Jim on this one.
[Getting shot laser beams destroys in Inn, the crooks opens door, encounter by the shadow of Silver, Billy Bones dying]
Dr. Doppler: [look down the window a camel-like alien name Delilah as a carriage] Delilah! Hallelujah! [Delilah yelping excitedly] Stay, don't move!
Mertock: Where is it?!
Blinko: It's got to be around here somewhere!
Silver: [as the shadowing and the crew chasing them] Find it!
Dr. Doppler: Don't worry, Sarah. I'm an expert in the laws of physical science. On the count to 3...1-
Jim: [push off down in the carriage to Delilah] Three!
Dr. Doppler: [after destroys an Benbow Inn, Delilah as a vehicle to leave from the Inn at once] Go, Delilah! Go! Go! That's it! That's it, go! [Sarah looking a Benbow Inn it burn by fire. after chased by Silver's crew to them] Hyah! Hyah!
[Delbert riding on his carriage with Jim and Sarah leaving from the Inn, Bones gotta present to him, the treasure map]

Dr. Doppler: [as inside the Doppler's house] I just spoke with the constabulary. Those blaggard pirates have fled without a trace. [clock chimes] I'm sorry, Sarah. I'm afraid, the old Benbow Inn has burned to the ground. [Pauses to Jim and Sarah while in the fire in sanctuary, clears throat] Well, certainly a lot of trouble over that odd little sphere. Those markings, baffle me. Unlike anything I've ever encountered. Even with my vast experience and superior intellect. It'll you take me years to unlock its- Hey! [Jim opens a discovering the map to Treasure Planet] What? It's a map! Wait, wait, wait, wait! This is us, the Planet Montressor. [Touch a planet it spacing around the map] That's the magellanic cloud! Whoo! The coral galaxy! That was Cygnus cross and that's the Kerian Abyss. Wait. What's this? What's this? Why, it''s...
Jim: Treasure Planet.
Dr. Doppler: [in disbelief] No!
Jim: That's Treasure Planet!
Dr. Doppler: Flint's Trove? The loot of a thousand worlds? Do you know what this means?
Jim: It means that all that treasure is only a boat ride away.
Dr. Doppler: Whoever brings it back. Would hold an eternal place atop the pantheon of explorers! He'd be able to experience- [The map turns off click] Whoo! What just happened?
Jim: [after discovering the map to Treasure Planet] Mom, this is it! This is the answer to all our problems!
Sarah: Jim, there is absolutely no way-
Jim: Don't you remember? All those stories?
Sarah: That's all they were; stories!
Jim: [frustrated] With that treasure, we could rebuild the Benbow a hundred times over!
Sarah: Well, this- it's just- oh, my. Delbert, would you please explain how ridiculous this is?
Dr. Doppler: It's totally preposterous, traversing the entire galaxy alone.
[Jim rolls his eyes]
Sarah: Now at last, we hear some sense.
Dr. Doppler: That's why I'm going with you! [pulls out a suitcase]
Sarah Hawkins: Delbert!
Dr. Doppler: [runs around packing things] I'll use my savings to finance an expedition; I'll commission a ship, hire a captain and a crew...!
Sarah: You're not serious?
Dr. Doppler: [slides down a tower of books] All my life, I've been waiting for an opportunity like this, and here it is screaming! "Go, Delbert! Go, Delbert...!"
Sarah: [frustrated] Okay, okay! You're both grounded! [sighs] Oh, Jim, I'm sorry about grounded.
Jim: Mom, look. I know that I keep messing everything up. And I know...that I let you down. But this is my chance to make it up to you. I'm gonna set things right.
Dr. Doppler: Sarah? [makes a "come over here" gesture] If I may? [quietly speaks to her] You said yourself; you've tried everything. There are much worse remedies than a few character-building months in space.
Sarah: Are you saying this because it's the right thing, or because you really wanna go?
Dr. Doppler: I really, really, really, really want to go. [Sarah rolls her eyes, smiling] And it's the right thing.
[Sarah turns to Jim with a worried expression]
Sarah: Jim... I don't wanna lose you.
Jim: [smiles] Mom... You won't. we'll make you proud.
[Sarah smiles back]
Dr. Doppler: Well, ahem, there we are, then. We'll begin preparations at once. Jim, my boy, soon we'll be off to the spaceport!

Dr. Delbert Doppler: Jim! Oh, Jim, wait for me! [on the trip, he wears an astronaut with his backpack, under the plugging on each spacesuit. It takes off the helmet glass while waiting for Jim] Well, Jim, this should be a wonderful opportunity for the two of us to get to know one and another. You know what they say, familiarity breeds, um... well, contempt, but in our case-
Jim Hawkins: Look, let's just find the ship. Okay?
[Delbert tap by astronaut helmet glass and back in]
Robot: [to Jim] Second berth on your right!
Monster: You can't miss it.
Jim Hawkins: Hey, thanks.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: It's the suit isn't it? I should never have listened to that pushy two-headed saleswoman. This one said it fit, that one said it was my color... I didn't know what to do. I get so flustered! [push to Jim around in the line and look the R.L.S Legacy Ship] Ooh! Oh! Jim, this is our ship! The R.L.S Legacy!
Jim Hawkins: Whoa.
[Mr. Arrow, a giant rock-like being, muscular gray rock, black hat, red jacket, light gray pants and black shoes, he's the leader of the Captain's mate in the R.L.S Legacy]
Mr. Arrow: [to crew] Stow those casks forward, [two hands covering his mouth] heave together now!
Jim Hawkins: How cool is this. [push to Mr. Zoff squishing noise] Sorry about that. I didn't mean-
Mr. Zoff: [angrily farting noises]
Dr. Delbert Doppler: Allow me to handle this.
[Delbert stick your tongue out, it raspberry spitting and making noises astronaut]
Mr. Zoff: [chuckling, Eek Pfft]
Dr. Delbert Doppler: I'm fluent in flatula, Jim. "Took 2 years of it in high school."
[Delbert take arm and stick your tongue out raspberry noise again]
Jim Hawkins: Flatula? Cool.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [to Mr. Arrow] Good Morning, Captain. Everything ship shape?
Mr. Arrow: Ship shape it is, sir. But I'm not the captain. [To Captain Amelia] The Captain's aloft.
[Captain Amelia appears in the R.L.S Legacy, who likes to be a cat-like human to meeting, Jim and Delbert had it needed]
Captain Amelia: [sternly] Mr. Arrow, I've checked this miserable ship from stem to stern and as usual it's... [smiles]... spot on. Can you get nothing wrong?
Mr. Arrow: You flatter me, Captain.
Captain Amelia: [to Delbert] Ah, Doctor Doppler, I presume?
Dr. Delbert Doppler: Uh, um, Yes, I...
Captain Amelia: [knocking on astronaut helmet] Hello! Can you hear me?!
Dr. Delbert Doppler: Yes, I can! Stop that banging!
Captain Amelia: You know, doctor, this works so much better when this... [turns device in front of spacesuit] is right side up, and... [pulls out a power cord and plugs it into the back of the suit] plugged in. Lovely, there you go.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [take off the space helmet] If you don't mind, I can manage my own plugging.
Captain Amelia: I'm Captain Amelia, late of a few run-ins with the Procyon Armada. Nasty business, but I won't bore you with my scars. You've met my first officer, Mr. Arrow. Sterling, tough, dependable, honest, brave and true.
Mr. Arrow: Please, Captain.
Captain Amelia: Oh, shut up, Arrow. You know I don't mean a word of it.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [clears throat] Excuse me. I hate to interrupt this lovely banter, but, may I introduce you, Jim Hawkins? Jim, you see, is the boy who found the treasure-
Captain Amelia: [grasping his checks to Delbert interrupt respect] Doctor, please! [looks at crew in silence, Hands growls] I'd like a word with you in my stateroom.

Captain Amelia: muse and blabber about a treasure map in front of this particular crew demonstrates a level of ineptitude that borders on the imbecilic. And I mean that is a very caring way.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [taken aback] "Imbecilic," did you say? Foolishness! I've got-
Captain Amelia: [interrupting] May I see the Map, please?
[Delbert looks at Jim, Jim has a refusing look on his face. Delbert then gestures for him to give it up in a more serious manner. Jim tosses the Map to the Captain.]
Jim Hawkins: [flatly] Here.
[The Captain catches the Map, then looks at it with an observing smile.]
Captain Amelia: Hmm! Fascinating. [She then heads over to a cabinet and places the Map in a small chest.] Mr. Hawkins, in the future, you will address me as "Captain" or "Ma'am." Is that clear?
[Jim doesn't reply, but instead, rolls his eyes and looks away.]
Captain Amelia: [glances back at Jim with a serious look and speaks in a more serious tone.] Mr. Hawkins?
Jim Hawkins: [flatly and somewhat annoyed, but still respectful] Yes, ma'am.
Captain Amelia: That'll do. [closes the cabinet and locks it. Puts the key in her pocket.] Gentlemen, this must be kept under lock and key when not in use. And, Doctor, again - with the greatest possible respect - zip your howling screamer.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: Captain, I assure you that-
Captain Amelia: [interrupting] Let me make this as... monosyllabic as possible. I... don't much care for this crew you hired. They're- How did I describe them, Arrow? I said something rather good this morning before coffee.
Mr. Arrow: "A ludicrous parcel of driveling galoots", ma'am.
Captain Amelia: [smiles smugly] There you go, poetry.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [indignant] Now, see here-!
Captain Amelia: Doctor, I'd love to chat - tea, cake, the whole shebang - but I have a ship to launch, and you've got your outfit to buff up. Mr. Arrow, please escort these two neophytes down to the galley straightaway. Young Hawkins will be working for our cook, Mr. Silver.
Jim Hawkins: [stops poking at a navigation tool and looks up, surprised] W-uh, what? The cook?

[Down at the galley]
Dr. Delbert Doppler: That woman! That... feline! Whom does she think is working for whom?!
Jim Hawkins: It's my map, and she's got me bussin' tables-
Mr. Arrow: [sternly interrupting] I'll not tolerate a cross word about our captain! There's no finer officer in this or any galaxy.
[They see a figure standing in a dark corner with a knife, whistling]
Mr. Arrow: Mr. Silver!
[Silver turns around to greet the trio, revealing his mechanical arm, leg, ear, and eye]
John Silver: Why, Mr. Arrow, sir! Bringin' such fine-lookin' distinguished gents to brace me humble galley? Had I known, I'd have tucked in me shirt! [tucks in his apron and chuckles while Jim observes his mechanical body parts.]
Jim Hawkins: [whispering to himself, remembering Billy Bones's dyin' warning] A cyborg!
Mr. Arrow: May I introduce Dr. Doppler, the financier of our voyage.
John Silver: [uses his cyborg eye to observe Doppler's suit] Love the outfit, doc!
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [Uncomfortably] Uh... thank you. Love the eye! [Trying to divert Silver's attention] This young lad is Jim Hawkins.
John Silver: Jimbo! [Holds out his arm for Jim to shake it, but there are five sharp tools instead of five fingers. Silver notices and switches it to a hand. Jim glares at the arm and Silver untrusting. Silver simply smiles and prepares a dish.] Ah, now, don't be too put off by this hunk o' hardware. [Switches from hand to small knife-like scissors. Slices up some shellfish into a bowl. Switches from scissors to cleaver to cut up some vegetables, but he does this without looking and almost cuts off his left hand. Has a shocked look and then just smiles again.] Whoa! Heh-heh. [Switches the cyborg arm from cleaver to three clawed mini-arms. Throws three eggs and cracks them into the bowl.] These gears have been tough gettin' used to, but they do come in mighty handy from time to time. [Switches his arm as he throws the bowl on top and fire comes shooting out for a couple seconds. Pours the stew into a pot set on top of an open stove and adds some salt. Takes out a spoon and tries it to see if it's just right. Has an approving smile on his face. Pours some stew into two bowls, one for Delbert and one for Jim.] Here, now. Have a taste of me famous Bonzabeast Stew.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [sniffing, and then tasting the stew] Mmm! Delightfully tangy, yet robust.
John Silver: Old family recipe. [Doppler sees an eyeball float to the top of the stew and yelps.] In fact, that was part of the old family! [laughs heartily] Ah, I'm just kiddin', doc. [Takes out the eye and swallows it.] I'm nuttin' if I ain't a kidder. [Sees Jim hesitating.] Go on, Jimbo, have a swig.
[Jim looks at the spoon again. Suddenly the top turns into a little pink face stuffed with the stew. The rest of the spoon does the same, revealing the form of smiling, pink blob. Turns into a straw and devours the rest of the stew in a flash.]
John Silver: Morph! You jiggle-headed blob o' mischief! So that's where you was hidin'!
[Morph peeks over the top of the bowl, chatters, then belches. He floats up and rubs against Jim's cheek.]
Jim Hawkins: Heh. What is that thing?
Morph: [imitating Jim] "What is that thing?"
[Jim touches Morph, who then shapeshifts into a miniature version of Jim.]
John Silver: He's... a Morph. I rescued the little shapeshifter on Proteus One.
[Morph transforms back and floats over the Silver; they cuddle each other.]
John Silver: Aw, he took a shine to me. We've been together ever since.
[Bell rings up on deck.]
Mr. Arrow: We're about to get underway. Would you like to observe the launch, Doctor?
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [thrilled] Would I?! Does an active galactic nucleus have superluminal jets?! [awkward silence] I'll follow you.
[Jim starts to follow them out, but is stopped by Arrow.]
Mr. Arrow: Mr. Hawkins will stay here, in your charge, Mr. Silver.
John Silver: [spits out the stew, surprised] Beggin' your pardon, sir, but, uh-
Mr. Arrow: Captain's orders! See to it the new cabin boy's kept busy.
[Both Jim and Silver attempt to protest, giving up simultaneously as Arrow departs.]
John Silver: So... Cap'n's put you with me, eh? [walks around Jim]
Jim Hawkins: [flatly] Whatever.
John Silver: [smiles and starts to prepare another dish.] Ah, who be a humble cyborg to argue with a Cap'n?
Jim Hawkins: Yeah... [Grabs a purp from a barrel and starts to walk around.] Ya know... These purps, they're kinda like the ones back home... On Montressor. Ya ever been there?
John Silver: Ah... Can't says I have, Jimbo.
Jim Hawkins: [taking a bite out of the purp] Come to think of it, just before I left, I met this old guy who was, uh... He was kind of looking for a cyborg buddy of his.
John Silver: Is that so?
Jim Hawkins: Yeah. What was that old salamander's name? Oh, yeah. Bones. Billy Bones?
John Silver: Bones? BONES? ...Eh, 'tain't ringin' any bells. Must've been a different cyborg. There's a slew of cyborgs roamin' this port.

Onus: [as the ready the R.L.S Legacy launched the Montressor Spaceport] We're all clear, Captain!
Captain Amelia: Well, my friend. Are we ready to raise this creaking tub?
Mr. Arrow: My pleasure, Captain. [to crew] All hands to stations! [Jim sees the crews away the R.L.S Legacy] Smartly now!
Krailoni: Come on, you scurvy scum! I'll race you!
[climbs up the ship and takes a solar sails]
Mr. Arrow: Loose all solar sails!
[The crews pull up the rope an open a solar sails, Jim push around to Crex.]
Crex: Come on!
[The ship is ready take off in spaceport]
Mr. Arrow: Heave up the braces! Brace up!
[The gravity goes down, Grewnge get ready to launch, and the others in R.L.S Legacy, they have float in the air.]
Captain Amelia: Mr. Zoff? Engage artificial gravity!
Mr. Zoff: [sucker feet Farting noises] Poomp, poomp, poomp, poomph!
[Engine the gravity pulls down in the ship]
Captain Amelia: South by southwest, Mr. Turnbuckle? Heading 2-1-0-0.
Mr. Turnbuckle: Aye, Captain. 2-1-0-0.
Captain Amelia: Full speed, Mr. Arrow, if you please.
Mr. Arrow: Take her away!
[Grewnge takes steer off the ship heading to South to West]
Captain Amelia: Brace yourself, Doctor.
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [snidely] "Brace yourself."
[The Ship blast off, Doppler screams zoom an Astronaut against the ship. The ship launch at Montressor Spaceport.]
Jim Hawkins: Whoa!
[A flying whales called an Orcus Galacticus are large space borne whale-like creatures. Jim sees a Orcus Galacticus in the space between the ship Etherium.]
Dr. Delbert Doppler: Upon my word, an Orcus Galacticus. [take an astronaut photographer camera to take a picture an Orcus Galacticus] Smile!
Captain Amelia: Uh, Doctor, I’d stand clear-
[Orcus Galacticus shoots a blowhole just like a whale to Doppler it disgusted an camera print photo.]
John Silver: Ah, 'tis a grand day for sailing, Cap'n. And look at you! You're as trim and as bonnie as a sloop with new sails and a fresh coat of paint!
Captain Amelia: You can keep that kind of flim-flammery for your spaceport floozies, Silver!
Morph: [turns into a miniature Captain Amelia and mockingly imitates her] Spaceport floozies, spaceport floozies!
John Silver: [hurriedly hides Morph under his hat] Aw, you cut me to the quick, Captain. I speaks nuttin' but me heart at all times-
Morph: [starts raising Silver's hat, this time imitating Silver] Nuttin' but me heart!
John Silver: [nervously] Ahem!
Captain Amelia: And, um, by the way. Isn't that your captain boy, aimlessly footling about in those shrouds?
John Silver: Yep, it-oh... A momentary aberration, Cap'n, soon to be addressed. [to Jim] Jimbo! I've got two new friends I'd like you to meet. Say hello to Mr. Mop and Mrs. Bucket! [laughing]
Jim Hawkins: [flatly] Yippee.

Jim Hawkins: [mopping in the deck] Yeah, I got your Mr. Mop.
[Hands walks and push to Jim move around it]
Hands: [threatens Jim] Watch it, Twerp. [walks away]
[Jim stands and look to the crews. Unfortunately, the crews turns toward to Jim, and he has a mop]
Hedley: What are you looking at, weirdo? [head off with the body]
Torrance: Yeah, weirdo.
[Jim stands and hold a mop to do, Scroop appears to him.]
Scroop: Cabin boys should learn to mind their own business.
Jim Hawkins: Why? You got something to hide, bright eyes?
[Angered, Scroop snatches Jim up.]
Scroop: Maybe your ears don't work so well.
Jim Hawkins: [grunts] Yeah. [clears throat] Too bad my nose works just fine.
Scroop: Why, you impudent little...!
[Scroop slams Jim against the mast. Members of the crew gather to egg him on.]
Krailoni: Go ahead! Slice him, dice him!
Scroop: [holding a claw to Jim's throat] Any last words, cabin boy?
John Silver: [grabs Scroop's claw] Mr. Scroop... you ever see what happens to a fresh purp when you squeeze real hard? [he squeezes Scroop's claw, making him gasp in pain and drop Jim]
Mr. Arrow: [approaching] What's all this, then? You know the rules. There'll be no brawling on this ship. Any further offenders will be confined to the brig for the remainder of the voyage. [glares at Scroop] Am I clear, Mr. Scroop?
Scroop: [glares at Mr. Arrow, but is given a warning scowl by Silver] Transparently. [gives one last glare at Arrow as he and the other ship members leave]
John Silver: Well, done, Mr. Arrow, sir! A tight ship's a happy ship, sir! [angrily grabs the mop and turns towards Jim] Jimbo, I gave you a job!
Jim Hawkins: Hey, I was doing it, until that bug thing...
John Silver: BELAY THAT! [hands Jim the mop] Now, I want this deck swabbed spotless, and heaven help ye if I come back and it's not done! Morph? [Morph appears] Keep an eye on this pup, and let me know if there be anymore distractions.
Morph: OK. Aye-yie! [Morph's eyes become big as he stares at Jim while he mops]
John Silver: [inside the galley with the crew gumbling] So, we're all here, then.
Onus: Excuse me.
John Silver: Fine. [speaking to his crew] Now, If you're pardon my plain speakin', gentlemen, are you all... [raises his voice and swings his sword around] STARK-RAVING, TOTALLY BLINKING DAFT?! After all me finaglin' getting us hired as an upstandin' crew, you want to blow the whole mutiny before it's time?!
Scroop: The boy was sniffing about.
John Silver: You just stick to the plan, you bug-brained twit. [referring to Jim] As for the boy, I'll run him so ragged he won't have time to think.

[After Jim's argument with Scroop, Jim continues mopping the deck while Morph keeps an eye on him]
Jim Hawkins: Well, this has been a fun day, huh? Makin' new friends, like that spider psycho.
Morph: [turns into a miniature version of Scroop and tiptoes towards Jim creepily] Spider psycho. Spider psycho.
Jim Hawkins: A little uglier. [Morph laughs maniacally] Pretty close. [Morph shrugs]
John Silver: [Morph turns back to normal when John Silver walks on the deck to dump out the trash] Well, thank heavens to little miracles. Up here for an hour, and the deck's still in one piece.
Jim Hawkins: Um... look, I... what you did, thanks.
John Silver: [looks at him sympathetically] Didn't your pap ever teach you to pick your fights a bit more carefully? [Jim looks away] Your father not the teachin' sort?
Jim Hawkins: No. He was more the taking-off-and-never-coming-back sort.
John Silver: [sympathetically] Oh... Sorry, lad.
Jim Hawkins: Hey, no big deal. I'm doing just fine.
John Silver: Is that so? [smirks] Well, since the Captain has put you in my charge, like it or not, I'll be pounding a few skills into that thick head of yours to keep you out of trouble.
Jim Hawkins: What?
John Silver: From now on, I'm not lettin' you out of me sight!
Jim Hawkins: You can't d-!
John Silver: You won't so much as eat, sleep, or scratch your BUM without my say-so!
Jim Hawkins: Don't do me any favors!
John Silver: Oh, you can be sure of that, lad! You can be sure of that! [laughs]

[Jim and Silver are tying up a longboat after a brief excursion]
John Silver: Oh, heh heh, Jimbo, if I could maneuver a skiff like that when I was your age, they'd be bowing in the streets when I walked by today! [slumps back against the boat's side]
Morph: [turns into a miniature Silver and slumps back] Bowing in the streets!
Jim Hawkins: Heh, I don't know, they weren't exactly singing my praises when I left home.
John Silver: [wiping a towel makes a sweat] Heh. Whew.
Jim Hawkins: But I'm gonna change all that.
John Silver: Are you now? How so?
Jim Hawkins: Uh, I got some plans. Gonna make people see me a little different.
John Silver: Ooh. Sometimes - plans go astray.
Jim Hawkins: Not this time.
John Silver: Hmm.
[Silver tends to his mechanical leg; Morph turns into a wrench which Silver uses to tighten a joint]
John Silver: Ah, thank you, Morphy.
Jim Hawkins: [referring to Silver's robotic leg and arm] So, uh, how'd that happen anyway?
John Silver: You give up a few things...chasin' a dream.
Jim Hawkins: Was it worth it?
John Silver: Heh. [sighs] I'm hoping it is, Jimbo. I most surely am.

[Captain Amelia has just saved the crew from a black hole.]
Dr. Doppler: Captain! That- oh, my goodness. That was-that was absolutely-that was the most-
Captain Amelia: Oh, tish-tosh. Actually, Doctor, your astronomical advice was most helpful.
Dr. Doppler: Well, uh, uh- thank you. Thank you very much. Well, l have a lot of help to offer anatomically-amanamonically-uh-astronomically. [slaps himself on forehead]

Captain Amelia: All hands accounted for, Mr. Arrow? [He is nowhere to be seen] Mr Arrow?
Scroop: [Approaches, holding Arrow's hat] I'm afraid Mr. Arrow has been lost. [Amelia stares at the hat in horror] His lifeline was not secured.
[The crew members glare at Jim, who was in charge of securing the lifelines. Jim turns to Amelia, who gives him an angry yet sad look]
Jim Hawkins: No, I checked them all! [Jim pushed the crew aside to reveal that Arrow's lifeline is missing.] I did. I checked them all. They were secure. I swear.

[Jim is brooding on the rigging after Mr. Arrow's death with Scroop, moving a piece of rope through his hands, when Silver stands next to him smoking his pipe. After a long pause, Silver speaks.]
John Silver: It weren't your fault, you know. [Jim sighs deeply] Why, half the crew would be spinning in that black abyss if not for--
Jim Hawkins: [angrily tosses the rope he's holding off the ship and jumps down onto the deck next to Silver] Look, don't you get it?! I screwed up! I mean, for two seconds, I thought that maybe I could do something right, but-- [he then yells in frustration before standing by the mast away from Silver.] I just...! Just forget it. Forget it.
[He then places his hand on his forehead, while Silver looks at him with pity, before placing his own hand on Jim's shoulder to turn him around.]
John Silver: Now, you listen to me, James Hawkins. You got the makings of greatness in you, but you gotta take the helm and chart your own course! Stick to it, no matter the squalls! And when the time comes, and you get the chance to really test the cut of your sails and show what you're made of...well, I hope I'm there, catching some of the light coming off you that day.

[Silver and some of the crew members are privately plotting over mutiny. Unbeknownst to them, Jim is watching from within a barrel of fruit.]
Birdbrain Mary: Look, all I'm saying is, we're sick of all this waiting!
Hands: So, there's only three of them left.
Grewnge: We are wanting to move!
John Silver: We don't move we got the treasure in hand!
Scroop: I say we kill them all now.
John Silver: [grabs him by the neck angrily] "I say"?! What's this "I say"?! Disobey my orders again, like that stunt you pulled with Mr. Arrow, and so help me, you'll be JOINING HIM!! [throws him at the barrel]
Scroop: Strong talk... but I know otherwise.
[He reaches into the barrel. Jim passes him a purp to avoid being discovered.]
Silver: You got something to say, Scroop?
Scroop: [smiles sinisterly] It's that boy. [Silver is unnerved] Methinks you have a soft... [pierces the fruit with his pincer] spot for him.
Silver: [pauses, then regains composure] Now mark me, the lot of ya! I care about one thing and one thing only: Flint's trove! You think I'd risk it all for the sake of some... nose-whiping little whelp?!
[In the barrel, Jim is shocked and hurt.]
Scroop: [taunting] What was it now? "Oh, you got the makings of greatness in ya..."
Silver: SHUT YOUR YAP! I cozied up to the kid to keep him off our scent. But I ain't gone soft!

[After Dr. Doppler shoots a piece of machinery, causing the walkway to break, sending several pirates falling towards Treasure Planet]
Captain Amelia: [surprised] Did you actually aim for that?
Dr. Doppler: [equally surprised] You know, actually, I did.

Captain Amelia: Mr. Hawkins, the map, if you please.
[Jim pulls out the Map but it turns into Morph, who is laughing]
Jim Hawkins: Morph?! MORPH, WHERE'S THE MAP?!
[Morph shapeshifts into a rope coil and the Map falling into the coil, meaning the map is still on the ship.]
Jim Hakwins: [angrily] ARE YOU SERIOUS?! IT'S BACK ON THE SHIP?!
Captain Amelia: Stifle that blob and get low. [she sees the longboat flying past the sky.] We've got company.
[Amelia looks up the longboat and turns to Jim.]
Captain Amelia: We need a more defensible position. [Amelia gives Jim a gun] Mr. Hawkins, scout ahead.
Jim Hawkins: Aye, Captain.

Jim Hawkins: I gotta find a place to hide, and there's pirates chasing me--
B.E.N.: Oh, pirates! Don't get me started on pirates! I don't like them. I remember Captain Flint. This guy had such a temper.
Jim Hawkins: Wait, wait, wait. You knew Captain Flint?
B.E.N.: I think he suffered from mood swings, personally. I'm not a therapist in any way, but I-- You let me know when I'm rambling!

Jim Hawkins: [sighs] Look, if you're gonna come along, you're gonna have to stop talking.
B.E.N.: HUZZAH! Ha-ha-ha! Oh, this is fantastic! Me and my best buddy are lookin' for a-- [Jim clears throat] [whispers] Being quiet.
Jim Hawkins: And you have to stop touching me.
B.E.N.: Touching and talking. Those are my two big no-nos.

B.E.N.: [To Jim, as Delbert help Amelia in the cubby tree] Uh, pardon the mess, people, I yet. You'd think in 100 years, I've would've dusted a little more often, but, you know and know. [picks up a chess board and throw down in the ground, he took a dress] When you're batchin' it, you tend to, uh, let things go. [Delbert holding Amelia and put on the ground] Aw, isn't that sweet? I find old-fashioned romance so touching, don't you? How about drinks from the happy couple?
Dr. Delbert Doppler: Ooh, uh, ooh. Uh, no. Ha-ha. [take off jacket] Thank you we don't drink and the... and, uh, we're not a couple. [Amelia smiley emotion; clears throat] Look at these markings. They're identical to the ones of the map. I suspect these are the hieroglyphic remnants of an ancient culture.
Captain Amelia: Mr. Hawkins, stop anyone who tries to approach. Ohh!
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [stays down to Amelia with his jacket like the pillow] Yes, yes. Now listen to me. Stop giving orders for a few milliseconds and lie still.
Captain Amelia: Very forceful, Doctor. Go on, say something else.
B.E.N.: Hey, Look! There's some more of your buddies! [to crew] HEY FELLAS! WE'RE OVER HERE, FELLAS! [pirates aims and shoots at him] OH! OHH! OOH! OHH!
[Jim shoots to crews at the cubby tree house, but Silver tells the crews to stop shooting.]
John Silver: STOP WASTIN' YOUR FIRE!! [approaches the pirates] HELLO, UP THERE!! [but what Jim look around at Silver, to get pirate flag from the longboat] Jimbo? If, uh, it's all right with the captain. I'd like a short word with ya. No tricks, just a little palaver.
Captain Amelia: Come to bargain for the map, doubtless. Pestilential. [moans]
Dr. Delbert Doppler: [sternly] Captain.
Jim Hawkins: [realizing] That means...that he thinks we still have it.

[John Silver arrives at B.E.N.'s to discuss a bargain for Jim's map, unaware that it's still on the Legacy]
John Silver: Oh, this poor old leg's downright snarky since that game of tag we had in the galley. [sees Jim glaring at him; guilty] Whatever you heard back there, at least the part concerning you, I didn't mean a word of it. If that bloodthirsty lot thought I had gone soft, they'd have gutted us both. [whispers] Now, listen to me. If we play our cards right, we can both walk away from this rich as kings.
Jim Hawkins: Yeah?
John Silver: [chuckles] You get me that map, and... [looks around to see if anyone's listening] an even portion of the treasure is yours. [holds out his cyborg hand]
Jim Hawkins: Boy. You are really something. [walks around Sliver] All that talk of greatness, light coming off my sails, what a joke.
John Silver: Now, just see here, Jimbo-
Jim Hawkins: I mean, at last you taught me one thing. Stick to it, right? Well, that just what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna make sure that you never see one drabloon of my treasure!
John Silver: [furiously] THAT TREASURE IS OWED ME, BY 'TUNDER!
Jim Hawkins: [really furiously] WELL, TRY TO FIND IT WITHOUT MY MAP, "BY THUNDER"!
John Silver: Oh, you still don't know how to pick your fights, do ya, boy?! Now mark me: either I get that map by dawn tomorrow, or so help me, I'LL USE THE SHIP'S CANNONS TO BLAST YE ALL TO KINGDOM COME!

Captain Amelia: [delirious from injury] Gentlemen... we must stay together and... and... [groans]
Dr. Doppler: And what? What?! [takes off glasses] We must stay together and what?!
Captain Amelia: Doctor, you have... wonderful eyes.
Dr. Doppler: She's lost her mind!
Jim: Well, you gotta help her!
Dr. Doppler: Dang it, Jim! I'm an astronomer, not a doctor! I mean, I am a doctor, but I'm not that kind of doctor! I have a doctorate, but it's not the same thing! You can't help people with a doctorate, you just sit there and you're useless!

Jim Hawkins: Come on, come on...[fails to grab the gun as it floats away] No!
Scroop: [cutting the pirate flag rope with his claw] Oh, yes. Do say hello to Mr. Arrow.
[Jim pulls down and grabs onto the mast. Scroop sees Jim grabbing on for life, and charges at him!]
Jim Hawkins: Tell him yourself!
[Jim kicks Scroop to the pirate flag. Its rope breaks free, then Scroop rises up in the air.]
Scroop: AAH! [He disappears into the sky]

B.E.N.: This is all seeming very familiar. I-I can't remember why.
Jim Hawkins: B.E.N., come on. We're getting out of here, and we're not leaving empty-handed.

[Jim and B.E.N. start to head for a pirate ship parked amongst the treasure.]

B.E.N.: But--but, Jimmy! Jimmy!
John Silver: A lifetime of searching. And at long last...I can touch it.

[B.E.N. and Jim make it to the ship and climb aboard.]

B.E.N.: Do you know what's strange? l can't tell you how frustrating this is, Jimmy, 'cause there's something just--it's nagging at the back of my mind. Aah!

[B.E.N. falls onto the ship's deck and startles at the skeletal figure (named Captain Nathaniel Flint (who's deceased)) in the chair.]

Jim Hawkins: Captain Flint?
B.E.N.: In the flesh! Well, s-sort of, except for skin, organs, or anything that--that--that resembles flesh...that's not there. And yet it's so odd. you know?

[Jim notices something the skeletal Captain Flint is clutching in his fist.]

B.E.N.: I remember there was something horrible Flint didn't want anyone else to know but I-I just can't remember what it was.

[Jim pulls the piece from Flint's grasp.]

B.E.N.: Oh, a mind is a terrible thing to lose!

[Jim sees that the piece is a similar shape to B.E.N.'s missing piece.]

Jim Hawkins: B.E.N., l think I just found your mind. Hold still.
B.E.N.: Ohh! Jimmy, your hands are very, very cold. [B.E.N. seems to reboot as he gains his memories back, and his eyes go from green to blue] Whoa! Hello. You know, uh, Jimmy, l was just thinking...l was just think--It's all flooding back! All my memories! Right up until Flint pulled my memory circuits so I could never tell anybody about his booby trap!

[A sudden crash happens above them.]

B.E.N.: Speaking of which...

[Up above, parts of the planet start to explode, after the core has been destroyed by the jet. Silver and the other pirates notice the commotion.]

Bird Brain Mary: Huh?
B.E.N.: Flint wanted to make sure that nobody could ever steal his treasure, so he rigged this whole planet to blow higher than a Kalepsian kite!

[The jets previously keeping the treasure steady start to make ravines after destroying and/or puncturing the planet's core, through the treasure, making much of it fall through the cracks. The pirates start running away.]

B.E.N.: Run, Jimmy! Run for your life!
Jim Hawkins: You go back and help the captain and Doc! If I'm not there in 5 minutes, leave without me.

[Jim starts to work on getting the ship running.]

B.E.N.: I am not leavin' my buddy Jimmy. [Jim glares at him] Unless he looks at me like that. Bye, Jim!

[More treasure starts to fall as the jets do more damage and create more cracks for it to fall. Silver tries to grab some, before all treasure falls into lava.]

John Silver: No! No! Oh, no! Don't go! Don't go! Don't! Oh, no! No!
Mr. Turnbuckle and Blinko: AAH!! AAH!! AAH!! [They fall down to death by lava-like crevices into one of the ravines.]
John Silver: Come back here, ya blighters!

Dr. Doppler: All my life, I dreamed of an adventure like this. [sighs] I'm just sorry I couldn't have been... more helpful to you.
Captain Amelia: Oh, don't be daft. You've been very helpful. Truly.
Dr. Doppler: I feel like such a useless weakling... [hands slip out of the rope he was tied with] ...with abnormally thin wrists! [to Grewnge, the pirate guarding them, while pretending to still be tied up] Excuse me, brutish pirate. [Grewnge belches] Yes, you. I have a question. Is it that your body is too massive for your teeny-tiny head... or is it that your head is too teeny-tiny for your big, fat body?!
Grewnge: [grabs Doppler] I PUMMEL YOU GOOD!
Dr. Doppler: Yes, I'm sure you will, but before you do, I have one more question. [pulls out a gun and points it at Grewnge's belly, smirks] Is this yours?

[Silver has chosen Jim over the treasure.]
Jim Hawkins: Silver, you gave up?
John Silver: Just a lifelong obsession, Jimbo. I'll get over it.

[After Jim tells everyone to have the ship head to a portal]
John Silver: Well, you heard hime! Get this blasted heap turned 'round!
Captain Amelia: Doctor, head us back to the portal.
Dr. Doppler: Aye, Captain.

Captain Amelia: Go on the right! THE RIGHT!

[Jim saves the crew and ship]
John Silver: Didn't I say the lad had greatness in him?
[The pirates cheer Jim while Doppler and Amelia hug, realize what they're doing and don't stop]
Captain Amelia: [to Jim] Unorthodox, but ludicrously effective. I'd be proud to recommend you to the Interstellar Academy. They could do with a man like you.
Dr. Doppler: [excited] Just wait until your mother hears about this! [quietly] Of course, we may downplay the life-threatening parts.

[Jim walks into the ship hold and finds Silver and Morph hastily untying a rope to a longboat to escape]
John Silver: Morphy, we gotta make tracks.
Morph: I know.
Jim Hawkins: [suddenly approaching Silver] You never quit, do you?
John Silver: Ah, Jimbo! I was... merely checking to make sure this longboat was safe and... secure.
Jim Hawkins: Hmmm. Well...[ties a knot in a way that Silver taught him] ...that should hold it.
John Silver: [chuckles] I taught you too well. Now, if you don't mind, we just as soon avoid prison. Little Morphy here... he's a free spirit! Being in a cage... it'd break his heart.
[After Jim and Silver stare at each other sympathetically, Jim opens the galleyway]
John Silver: What say you ship out with us, lad.
Morph: "Ship out with us!" [turns into a pirate hat and lands on Jim]
John Silver: You and me, Hawkins and Silver, full of ourselves and no ties to anyone!
Jim Hawkins: You know, when I got on this boat, [tickles Morph, turning him back to normal] I would've taken you up on that offer in a second. But, uh, I met this old cyborg, and he taught me that I could chart my own course. That's what I'm gonna do.
John Silver: And what do ya see off that bow of yours?
Jim Hawkins: A future.
John Silver: [chuckles] Why, look at ya. Glowing like a solar fire. [on the verge of tears] You're something special, Jim. You're gonna rattle the stars, you are.
[Jim and Silver give each other one last hug and then Silver wipes the tears off his eye]
John Silver: Got a bit of grease in this cyborg eye of mine.
[Morph cries and melts into a pool of tears]
Jim Hawkins: Oh... Hey, Morph, I'll see ya 'round, okay?
Morph: "See ya around." [turns back to normal and licks Jim before he floats back to Silver]
John Silver: Morphy, I got a job for ya. I need you to keep an eye on this here pup. [on the verge of tears again] Will ya do me that favor?
Morph: [salutes to Silver] Aye-aye, Captain. [gives Silver one last cuddle, and floats over to Jim]
John Silver: [as his longboat is about to be launched] Oh, and one more thing! [throws a bit of Flint's treasure to Jim] It's for your dear mother, to rebuild that inn of hers. [winks at Jim]
Jim Hawkins: [his last words] Stay outta trouble, you old scallywag.
John Silver: [his last words] Why, Jimbo, lad, when have I ever done otherwise? [laughs as his longboat is launched]

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  • Find your place in the universe.
  • Robert Louis Stevenson's Greatest Adventure 'Treasure Island' As It Has Never Been Seen Before
  • Chart your own course.
  • They're on the search for gold, but they better watch out for Silver.

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