Treasure Planet Page #4

my first officer, Mr. Arrow.

Sterling, tough, dependable,

honest, brave, and true.

Please, Captain.

Oh, shut up, Arrow. You know

l don't mean a word of it.

Ahem, excuse me. I hate to

interrupt this lovely banter...

but may I introduce to you,

Jim Hawkins?

Jim, you see, is the boy

who found the treasure--

Doctor, please!

[Growls]

l'd like a word with you

in my stateroom.

Doctor, to 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

in a very caring way.

lmbecilic, did you say?

Foolishness, l've--

May I see the map, please?

Here.

Hmm. Fascinating.

Mr. Hawkins, in the future...

you will address me

as ''Captain'' or ''Ma'am.''

ls that clear?

Ugh...

Mr. Hawkins?

-Yes, ma'am.

-That'll do.

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.

Captain, I assure you l--

Let me make this

as monosyllabic as possible.

l don't much care

for this crew you hired.

They're...how did l

describe them, Arrow?

l said something rather good

this morning before coffee.

''A ludicrous parcel

of driveling galoots,'' ma'am.

-There you go--poetry.

-Now, see here--

Doctor, l'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.

What? The cook?

That woman! That...feline!

Who does she think

is working for whom?

It's my map, and

she's got me bussin' tables?

l'll not tolerate a cross word

about our captain!

There's no finer officer

in this or any galaxy.

[Whistling]

ARROW:
Mr Silver?

Why, Mr. Arrow, sir.

Bringin' in such fine

and distinguished gents

to grace my humble galley.

Had I known,

l'd have tucked in me shirt.

Heh heh heh heh!

A cyborg!

May I introduce Dr. Doppler?

The financier of our voyage.

Love the outfit, Doc.

Well, thank you.

Um, love the eye.

Uh, this young lad

is Jim Hawkins.

Jimbo! Uh...

Aw, now, don't be too put off

by this hunk of hardware.

[Humming]

Whoa!

These gears have been

tough getting used to...

but they do come in

mighty handy from time to time.

[Humming]

Mmm!

Here, now, have a taste

of me famous bonzabeast stew.

[Sniffing]

Mmm! Delightfully tangy,

yet robust.

Mmm! Delightfully tangy,

yet robust.

SILVER:
Old family recipe

Aah!

ln fact, that was part

of the old family!

Ha ha ha!

Oh, ho! I'm just kiddin', Doc!

Uh, yeah, well...

I'm nothin'

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