Blackbeard's Ghost Page #3

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- And Mr Seymour don't like

to see you throw your money away.

- Ladies and gentlemen...

this bed warmer is believed to have been

the property of Aldetha Teach...

tenth wife of our dear

Captain Blackbeard.

- And now, what am I bid?

- If you want to bid, go ahead, but, uh,

I don't think Mr Seymour would like it.

Mrs Starkey, how about

starting the bidding for us?

N- No, thanks.

I, I don't think so.

- How about you, Mr Finch?

- Oh, uh, no, no, thank you.

Uh, Mr Harrison, you'll open

the bidding for us, I know.

This pistol's enough for me.

Oh. Will no one open the bidding...

on this magnificent item?

- Five dollars!

- Well, thank you.

- Ten dollars.

- Mr Virgil Purvis...

our football coach, bids $ 10.

- Fifteen.

- Twenty dollars.

- Twenty-five.

- Thirty dollars.

- Thirty-five.

- Fifty dollars.

- Fifty-five.

- Sixty.

- Sixty-five.

- Seventy!

- Five!

- One hundred dollars!

- As we all know...

Mr Virgil Purvis, our football coach,

doesn't like to lose.

He very generously bids $ 100.

Just an opinion, but I wouldn't

bid any more if I were you.

- Are there any other bids?

- Well, now, why is that?

- No reason. I just don't want you to.

- One hundred dollars going once.

- Oh.

- One hundred dollars twice.

- Two hundred dollars.

- Two hundred dollars once.

Two hundred dollars twice. Sold

to the nice young gentleman in back.

Now we're really rolling!

- Excuse me.

- Lot number three.

Here we have a fascinating piece

from colonial times.

The clock in the gentleman's stomach

keeps perfect time.

- Now, what am I bid?

- New around here, aren't you?

- Yeah.

- Do I hear $20?

- Just passing through?

- Nope.

- Thirty dollars.

- Might stick around a while, huh?

- Thirty-five dollars.

- Might.

- Thank you.

- We'll see each other again.

- Fifty dollars.

- Good night.

- Eighty dollars.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- How'd you make out?

- Fine. Much better than we expected.

- Thank you.

- That's good. No problem, then?

Oh, I wish that were true.

We still have another $38,000...

to give Mr Seymour

before the first of the month.

Say, why is Mr Seymour so anxious to get

his hands on this property anyway?

Here, I'll show you on the map.

You see, this is...

this is the island we're on.

Well, in Blackbeard's time,

the river flowed this way.

And the inn wasn't on an island at all.

It was part of the mainland.

Then about, oh, 80 years ago, we had

this terrible flood and a storm...

and the, uh, the river

changed its course...

isolating the inn

from the mainland.

As a result, nobody's ever

been able to clarify...

what the legal jurisdiction

of the island really is.

- Th-That's where Mr Seymour comes in?

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