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Treasure Island

There's no wind and the fog is thick.

The Hispaniola is immobilized.

It's my first "dead calm".

Silver and I have taken this opportunity to go out on the sea

and fish for some diner for the crew.

The fishing went well.

We returned to the Hispaniola in triumph, but...

It's strange, no one is on guard.

What's more, it's too quiet.

Takara Fansubs Translation: Shippothekit

Come, let's go

To the island that I've dreamed of

Across the waves, on the wind

We'll travel the oceans

Many of us

Still don't know of

The days and nights full of mystery

That await us there

We must always have trust

And be sincere

And have courage in our hearts to move forward

I only have one desire

And no one will ever take it away

I only have one desire

And no one will ever take it away

Episode 8 The Ghost Ship Is Calling Me!

Please lower your weapon, Mr. Arrow.

What did you say?

Ever since I boarded this ship, I haven't been able to understand you.

Your rules, you know what I mean.

I'm tired of you acting special.

- And you want me to believe you'll fire? - Shut up!

It's not just me, everyone hates you!

Puppy!

Can you tell me what happened?

It's the first mate, he's completely lost his mind.

It happened right after you left for fishing.

Captain Smollett was surprised when he caught him secretly drinking rum.

Mr. Arrow! I believe I have banned alcohol on board!

You are no longer my first mate, I've demoted you to an ordinary sailor.

You could say that Mr. Arrow was awfully surprised too.

Becoming an ordinary sailor, his pay was cut in half.

"Forgive me", he said, and then he started to cry.

But the Captain didn't want to hear any more.

It's then that Mr. Arrow completely lost his head.

His resentment was just too strong.

It can't be helped.

Indeed, it can't be helped.

This is not a joke, I'll blow your brains out.

Mr. Arrow, I'll say it again, lower your weapon!

Otherwise, I will have to consider this

as an act of mutiny.

It's a crime under maritime law.

Shut up! This is a request, not a mutiny!

A request? You must be joking.

Presently, it's not a request with a pistol pointed at me!

Come now, Captain. There's no need to raise your voice.

This man has a request, why not listen?

I will listen when he puts down his weapon.

But before is out of the question.

Wait, Mr. Arrow! Mr. Arrow!

I am the owner of this ship.

I will listen to your request on behalf of the Captain.

Go on, I'm listening.

Hey, wait!

Where are you going at a time like this?

I'm going back out fishing,

I believe there is a big catch to make.

A big catch to make?

Very well. Here is my first request.

Go on, go on. I am listening.

Regarding the situation of my demotion,

I want you to take back this unjust decision!

Understood, it's done. What else?

Secondly.

In case of a "dead calm", alcohol must be authorized on board.

Alright, Mr. Arrow! It's nice of him to think of us.

See? I'm thinking of everyone! Hic!

And lastly, write and sign this:

"The negotiations which took place on August 26 aboard the Hispaniola

between the first mate Mr. Arrow

and Captain Smollett did not result in any sort of mutiny.

I certify it by my honour as a gentleman."

"My honour as a gentleman."

There, is that good?

Don't forget to sign!

Ah yes, I'll sign.

John Trelawney, owner of the Hispaniola.

There, it's done.

Perfect.

With this in hand, you cannot

sue me for this little "dispute".

And don't forget, Captain.

This was a negotiation between gentlemen.

Silver!

Give it to me, Silver!

Without this piece of paper, it's the noose for me!

You can give it to him, Mr. Silver.

I don't have the intention of pursuing Mr. Arrow in justice.

I just hope it won't happen again.

You are more generous than you seem, Captain.

What are you still doing here? Return to your posts!

The "personal" mutiny of Mr. Arrow

ended well thanks to the intervention of Silver.

But as night fell, the fog persisted.

Again we endured the "dead calm".

- Have an apple. - Okay.

Tell me, Jim, you were whistling, right?

Huh? Ugh, yeah.

Whistling attracts demons and causes storms.

This is just a superstition, but we shouldn't whistle on board.

They say that there were some sailors who were being followed by one of them,

because some fool was whistling on board.

You know, at first sight, sailors seem like hard and violent men.

But in fact, many of them are weaklings

who fear superstitions. Be careful, Jim.

On the sea, the only person who you can count on is yourself.

I understand.

Say, this is the signature of Mr. Trelawney, right?

As long as I have this, I can escape court.

Don't you worry. Nobody wants to send you there.

Don't lie to me!

You won't get me like that!

You say that now, but as soon as we get back to the country

you'll drag me to the judges!

Isn't that right? That's what will happen, right?

I'm done for.

What an idiot. The effects of the alcohol have worn off,

he realizes the severity of his actions.

Hey, Silver!

I'm sure that we've already met somewhere.

Now, where was it?

You say we've already met, I don't remember.

Yes, I know you, I'm sure.

Huh... Geez, I don't remember.

You've already met?

Course not. That was just the ramblings of a drunkard

I don't talk to people like him.

- Well, see you tomorrow, Jim. -Yup, see you tomorrow!

Damn! Man overboard!

What? What's that?

It's Mr. Arrow! Mr. Arrow has fallen into the sea!

- What? Mr. Arrow? - My God!

He's dead! He's dead!

Mr. Arrow is dead! He's dead! He's dead!

Mr. Arrow is dead! Dead! Dead!

Mr. Arrow is dead! Dead! Dead!

Did anyone see Mr. Arrow fall into the water?

Me, I saw him.

But, truthfully,

I didn't really see him fall overboard.

We're listening, Silver.

It was earlier.

I was in my bed, I hadn't fallen asleep yet,

I went up on deck. He was there drinking.

He was standing on the railing.

He looked really drunk.

He looked like he was about to fall, I thought about warning him.

But because of recent events,

I thought that he must avoid getting excited.

It happened when I was returning to my cabin.

He was already on the railing.

I suppose he must have slipped.

It's no use, Captain!

Surely, Mr. Arrow is shark food by now!

In the end, we didn't find the body of the first mate, Mr. Arrow.

What is it, Jim?

- It's strange. - What is?

Well, that Mr. Arrow slipped because he was drunk.

It's very strange.

Why's that?

Because the first mate wasn't drunk at all!

Remember? Before bed we ate an apple on the deck.

We met the first mate there, right?

Yes, I remember it well, he wouldn't stop sobbing.

Exactly. At the time,

He told senseless stories.

You even said:

"What an idiot. The effects of the alcohol have worn off,

he realizes the severity of his actions."

At the time, he wasn't drunk.

Besides, he fell into the sea about an hour later.

Mr. Arrow didn't have time to drink

when he fell overboard!

So, maybe it was I who tossed him to the water.

Listen. Jim. When I saw him I can assure you that he was drunk.

Mr. Arrow was a drunk.

An hour was surely enough time to drink his bottle of rum.

But you are free to not believe me, Jim.

Guys, let me through.

Silver!

I believe you, Silver!

The wind picked up at dawn.

The "dead calm" was finally over.

In addition to the wind, we now had rain and lightning.

The storm! The storm! The storm is coming!

- A storm! - Hurry!

Raise the mainsail!

We'll profit from this wind and catch up.

This little storm will not be feared by the Hispaniola!

Helm to starboard!

Driven by the storm, the Hispaniola cut through the waves!

It was great, I felt revived!

The storm had made us forget the death of the first mate.

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest....

Jim, you're gonna fall in the water if you move too much.

No I won't! This storm is nothing!

Help me peel these potatoes.

After the storm, they'll all be hungry.

Okay, I'll help!

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

Drink and the devil had done for the rest...

Strange. There are fewer waves all of a sudden.

You're right.

Captain!

A ghost ship!

Oh! It's Mr. Arrow!

Yes, it's really him!

Look... It looks like he's calling someone.

What is it Mr. Arrow? Who are you calling?

It's Silver! Yes, he's calling Silver!

It's a curse! Mr. Arrow has been murdered.

And Silver is the murderer!

You know what they say.

When a man is murdered at sea,

his ghost returns to search for the murderer,

to take him away to the other world.

Silver?

What are you talking about? It's just a superstition.

It's not! If you refuse to go

we will all sink with the ship!

Huh, it's true?

Absolutely! We're done for!

Stop your whining!

The important thing is that he asked me to go with him, right?

Hey, Puppy! Stop trembling and bring down the rowboat!

Silver, you can't go! Stay here!

So, Jim. You too think that I killed Mr. Arrow?

You'll know you're right if I go to the other world.

But I'm going to return, you can believe me.

Hey, look at that!

The rowboat is moving without being rowed!

Silver!

Listen to me, Mr. Arrow.

I, John Silver, do not believe in God or the devil,

or in superstition.

Look... The ghost ship lost its glow.

The ghost ship sunk.

A while later,

the Hispaniola came out of the terrible storm.

- Silver. - Yes?

I'm... I'm sorry that I doubted you.

Say, Silver. When you were aboard the ghost ship,

you weren't afraid?

I can hardly remember what I was feeling at the time.

Ouch...

I'm more afraid

of this little knife than a ghost ship.

Huh? You kidding?

Hey sea breeze

If you're my friend then carry

To my home that I've left behind

A word to my dear mother

Tell her that I'm doing fine

And that my bag filled

With hopes, dreams and treasures

Will be brought back

The sunset on my back

And a seagull perched on my shoulder

I blow out a whistle

What luck, I've been kidnapped.

During our stop at the port, I'm separated from the others.

The English reach me,

but they are the kidnappers!

The ship must soon depart.

Silver comes to my rescue but is shot with a pistol!

Damn... What am I going to do?

Next time on Treasure Island: "Kidnapping In the Slave Port"

What would you do in my place?

COMING SOON: "KIDNAPPING IN THE SLAVE PORT"