Captain Blood Page #5

Peter Blood would be...

if I did him another favor.

Your Excellency, there are diverse citizens

of this sovereign island...

who come before you with complaints.

Complaints, complaints.

Can none of my citizens

follow the example of their governor...

who endures the utmost agony

without a murmur?

-Easy there, fellow.

-Did I hurt you, sir?

No, but I thought you were going to.

Your Excellency,

this vagrant hides his sins...

behind the name of Honesty Nuttall.

-He's charged with being in debt.

-State your case, fellow, and no lies.

I was on the way to pay the butcher

on Tuesday...

as Honesty Nuttall is my name,

when I chanced on a poor old beggar.

lt was Jones from the grog shop...

who begged me to have a drink with him.

Try standing on it, Your Honor.

Stand on that bundle of pain? Impossible.

I remembered in time my poor

starving wife in need of the five bob.

What is this all about? Silence!

-Sit down.

-What's he here for?

For debt, Your Excellency,

and the prevaricator--

lf it's for debt,

don't annoy me with such petty things.

Order him to work it off.

Work? Not that, anything but work.

What's your trade?

I'm a ship's carpenter

when the painful necessity arises.

Take him to work on the docks...

and don't you attempt to escape

till every farthing's paid...

or I'll stretch your hide on the rack!

Escape? How could a debtor escape

from this island...

even if he had a boat to do it with?

I couldn't escape any more

than a slave could escape.

I can walk.

Wonderful, my dear fellow.

Only two months' treatment,

and I'm a well man.

lt's a miracle.

-The next complaint--

-Drat the next complaint. I can walk.

Come, Doctor.

You'll get your reward for this,

Peter Blood.

-From now on, you're my physician.

-Your Excellency is too kind.

Come back early tomorrow.

You're always welcome, Dr. Blood.

Hello.

Don't I know you?

A lady should know her own property.

-My property?

-Let me refresh your memory.

My name is Peter Blood,

and I'm worth precisely 10.

Forgive me for not recognizing you,

Dr. Blood.

You're so changed...

for the better.

The Governor tells me

I have you to thank for that.

You don't sound very grateful, Dr. Blood.

Do you think I'd be grateful for an easy life

when my friends are treated like animals?

lt's they deserve your favors, not I.

They're all honest rebels.

I was snoring in my bed

while they were trying to free England...

from an unclean tyrant.

I believe you're talking treason.

I hope I'm not obscure.

-You could be flogged for that.

-No.

The Governor would never allow it.

He has the gout.

You depend upon that?

I intend to, for all it's worth,

and that promises to be considerable.

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