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PIRATES DOWN THE STREET

Betsie.

Betsie.

- It's Cornelius. - Again?

- Yes, he's found us again. - Blunderbuss.

Delightful.

How's Billy doing?

Sleeping like a rose.

Blunderbuss.

But then he needs to keep his mouth shut.

Blunderbuss.

Surrender.

Or I'll send you and your family down to Davy Jones's locker.

Then you'll have to aim better, Cornelius.

Did you see that? Missed us by leagues.

- Scallywag. Scallywag. - What a scallywag.

Told you so. Scallywag.

What do you have to say to that, Cornelius?

You still haven't answered me.

Answered you?

- Now? I'm in the middle of a battle. - We're always in battle.

- You enjoy it. - We've got Billy now.

He's not bothered by any of this.

Oh my boy.

Did that seasick slimy eel scare you?

You can't feed the baby and fight a battle.

You're right.

Okay.

- Okay. - Enough is enough, Hector.

Take a good look, laddie.

This is the last time you'll ever see that creep.

Come back, you coward.

We're not done yet.

Even if I have to search all of the seven seas.

I will catch you.

Blunderbuss. I'll...

You'll never be safe.

Even if you sail to the end of the world.

The end of the world.

12 years, 7 months and 3 days later...

Thanks a lot.

What?

I... We were wondering, if anything fun happened today?

Here? In Sandsborough?

Let me think. High tide twice. Low tide twice.

Oh yeah, and it was very windy.

Nothing ever happens here. That's why everyone leaves.

Well, everyone... The Dudley girl still lives next door.

Elizabeth?

But she's a girl.

- So? - You really don't get it, do you?

Have you heard from Martin at all?

No.

Oh well.

He's probably very busy. New home, new school, new friends.

What?

You have to put in some effort. Friends don't just come falling from the sky.

No, but they do disappear just like that.

Ow. Thundering Thumbclapper.

Michael, what would you like on your sandwich?

Michael?

Boo.

What's wrong?

- Michael? - What's the matter?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

Not a ghost. Pirates. Down the street.

That's nice. Would you like peanut butter?

- Do you know you're still in pajamas? - And? There's a pirate ship in the street.

There is no pirate ship. Would you prefer jam?

Dad, come on.

Okay, fine. We'll go look together.

But I can guarantee you that there are no... pirates here.

Ahoy, neighbor.

That belongs to me.

- It's a pirate. - I told you so.

Robert, what's going on?

It looks like we have new neighbors.

- They're pirates. - Don't you start.

- Yvonne... - What is it?

Neighbor.

Okay. So we have new neighbors.

And they're pirates.

Let's welcome them.

Go and change out of your pajamas, Michael.

They're pirates. I don't think they mind.

Well...

Welcome, landlubbers.

Welcome. I'm Captain Hector Blunderbuss.

And this is Billy.

He looks quite friendly.

Come here, you.

Betsie Blunderbuss. Nice to meet you. The old man is hungry.

She'll put him on the chain, so he won't bite anyone.

Chain?

Not forever. Just until his cage is ready.

What's wrong with the water?

Oh, that's Roy.

The best guard shark in the Western hemisphere. And the Southern.

- Guard shark? - You have to feed him on time.

- Just like the old man. - And us, too. Come, Billy.

- Eel mongers. Prawn peelers. - Shut that foghorn of yours, dad.

And you said nothing ever happens here.

- Well? - They're very strange people.

Pirates.

Pirates?

Landlubber.

Landlubber.

Ah, there you are.

- Nice plunderers den, landlubber. - My name is Michael.

Don't touch that.

What's inside then? Gold? Jewelry?

- Books. - Comic books.

- Did you make this? - With Martin.

He wrote the stories. I drew the pictures.

Wrote? Is he dead or something?

Did they keelhaul him? Is he in jail?

- Be normal. He just moved, that's all. - And that's normal?

- Is there anything to do in this town? - Nothing.

I thought so. Boring.

- We won't be here for long anyway. - For how long?

- Do you want to get rid of us? - No, of course not.

Look. That's a pirate ship.

And this is the interior.

That doesn't make any sense at all.

I can show you what a real pirate ship looks like. If you dare.

Are you coming?

Or are you scared?

Billy?

Wimp.

- There's some slimy creature in there. - Yes.

That's Freddy. Our octopus.

My parents won't even let me have a goldfish.

Goldfish are sneaky.

Freddy is much nicer. Isn't that right, Freddy?

What about me? What about me?

- What's his name? - He hasn't got one.

PWNN, Parrot With No Name.

Hey, saltwater slurper.

Don't scare the boy. Go enjoy yourselves.

- Grandpa needs to be walked. - What if Cornelius...

This time that slanted scallywag won't find us. Okay?

Yeah, sure.

Who is this Cornelius, anyway?

That's him. Crooked Cornelius.

My parents' arch enemy.

They have been running from him since I was a baby.

It's always the same:

As soon as Cornelius finds us, my parents weigh anchor.

- That's how scared they are of him. - Aren't you?

A true pirate...

is never scared.

If it was up to me, we'd put to sea today...

and show that sea-foamer every corner of the ocean.

Your turn.

If you can't swing, you can't board ships.

I don't want to board any ships.

Suit yourself.

Wait.

Not bad.

For a landlubber.

Rum.

Hector, what are you doing?

Howdy, neighbor.

- Do you like our cannon? - Why are you firing it?

As an alarm clock.

Sometimes the old man can only be woken up with a cannon.

Don't ever do that again.

- The whole neighborhood is awake. - That's what alarm clocks are for.

Landlubbers.

A cannon?

After barely two days they think they own the neighborhood.

Sit down. Eat your porridge.

- They don't know our norms and values. - Someone should teach them, then.

You're right. And that seems like the perfect job for...

me.

- Why you? - Why not?

I've got time. The choir is on holiday. The fanfare outfits are done.

- They're ruffians. - That's what my dad called you.

With your upgraded scooter.

A scooter, you?

Your dad was a really tough guy.

Long ago.

- What is that plank for? - It saves me climbing the drainpipe.

- We've got a front door. - Here's what we'll do.

Treasure hunt, throwing knives, long distance spitting, drinking rum.

Drinking rum?

He fell for it, the crazy sea cucumber.

Take it or leave it, otherwise I'll just go.

No, wait.

Where do we start?

Sword fighting.

Girl alert.

- What do you want? - To join you.

Only if we need someone who can scream.

And who's really scared.

And always needs to be saved. Then you can join us.

- Really? - Swords aren't for girls.

Billy Blunderbuss.

Don't you dare.

Swords aren't for girls?

Ridiculous.

Okay, come on over.

On three. One, two...

That's not fair.

Lesson one. Pirates don't fight fair.

You're afraid to lose?

I didn't have a good grip. Let me try again.

You're right. You boys are much better at this.

Bye.

Hector.

Mrs Blunderbuss?

Do you have a minute, so we can talk? I'm Mrs Dudley.

Dudley? Oh yeah.

With the scrawny guy who keeps watching us.

That's my husband.

It's important that neighbors get to know and understand each other better.

Sandsborough is a quiet place. We enjoy calm, cleanliness and constancy.

I understand you. That's why we moored at this sandbar.

We love calm, cleanliness and...

- What was that last thing again? - Constancy.

We love constancy.

- I also wanted to say... - Before you embark...

We're out of rum, and grandpa gets grumpy without breakfast.

Rum for breakfast?

He drinks it all day. That's why it's gone.

You can come for grub tonight. Grub. Chow.

Eats. Dinner?

- It'll be fun. - I'm not sure if we...

- Okay, why not? - That's the spirit.

- But I have to go to the market. - Let's go together. It'll be fun.

When I said we should go to the market together, I didn't expect...

the entire family to come along.

Now the old man can get out.

Creaking Kraken.

Look at all that stuff.

- I thought we were going to the market? - This is the market. The supermarket.

Sandsborough may be a village, but we have everything we need.

Do they have milk here?

Skimmed milk, low-fat milk, whole milk, pasteurized, lactose free...

organic milk, generic brand. I wouldn't take that.

And just regular milk?

Look at those landlubbers.

- Like they've never seen a pirate before. - That's true.

- Neighbor. - Need any help?

I could really use your help, indeed.

- What are you doing here? - Shopping. With the pirates.

She's coming over for dinner tonight.

- Really? - You should come, too.

At least that way, it's two to one.

Soup. Sauce.

Hey, deckhand. Move over.

That's the manager.

He's the boss, so to speak.

- Sort of, like an admiral? - Yes.

I suppose you'll think: Pirates, they're just here to plunder.

- I don't. - Don't lie. That's what you were thinking.

That's a pirate's cruel fate. No one trusts you.

But don't sweat it... I mean, don't worry.

We've turned our wheel around. We'll behave.

- Plunder. - Dad, no.

Betsie?

How are you going to pay?

Next time you're going down below.

Hector, we have to pay.

Croaking catfish. My doubloons.

It's okay if you don't have any money right now.

We know the feeling. That's what welfare is for.

Quit your jabbering, woman.

We're swimming in money. I just don't have it with me right now.

Why, of course.

I'll lend you the money.

You're a real class act.

No money? The bloody nerve.

I've never been so insulted in my life. Look.

Our treasure chest, chock-full of gold and silver.

- Why don't you put that in the bank? - Bank? It's fine here.

- We have a bank out front. - Not the bank of the moat.

It's a building where they put your money in a safe.

And then? If I want it back?

Then you go to the bank and they get the money out of the safe.

- Sounds like a hassle. - At least it's safe.

Like, it's not here? We have Roy in the moat and of course...

Thieves.

At ease, dad. Everything's fine.

You see?

There is no safer place than this for my doubloons.

What do you think?

Is he dressed properly for your neighbor?

We're very proper.

She's not as scary as she seems. You don't need to be afraid of her.

Who says I'm afraid?

- I'm not saying that. - But I am.

My parents say you should always be yourself.

Great advice.

If you're not a pirate.

- Where's your fellow? - He had other commitments.

A small present.

Look, Billy. Now we don't have to spit on the ground anymore.

It's a vase. To put flowers in.

You could use it for that, too. Do come in.

So, it must be an adjustment for you? To be in a completely different world?

- We've seen a thing or two before. - For us in the neighborhood it's unusual.

- That's why we need clear agreements. - I fully understand, lady, and that...

Don't let it get warm.

I'm so curious as to what you've made.

- What is it? - Pudding.

- As a main course? - Always start with dessert, the best bit.

- Are we going to do that from now on? - No. It's not how it's supposed to be.

And now for the vegetables.

To prevent scurvy.

Yuck, Brussels sprouts.

- Boys, don't be rude. We have guests. - Thanks, Betsie.

You go first.

- What? Me? - Don't be a spoilsport.

That's part of our 'coo-tour'.

Not bad, for a beginner.

- Elizabeth. - I'm just being open to their culture.

That's not what I mean.

By culture I mean values and norms...

I fully understand. Values and swords.

And pistols, of course.

My dove, what's wrong?

- Was it that bad? - It was worse.

You can't teach those ruffians anything. They must leave.

Now why doesn't that surprise me? But it'll all be fine, my dove.

I have been keeping busy, too.

What's that?

This is going in everyone's mailbox tomorrow.

You should be looking over there.

Whatever. But it's not here.

What does she know?

Oh, by the way...

there was a treasure chest buried over there.

For all who care about keeping the peace and quiet in Sandsborough

it's important that our new neighbors know their place.

And that place, as far as we're concerned, is...

somewhere else.

That's why the committee 'Get Rid of the Pirates In Sandsborough'...

is holding a meeting in community center The Cockle.

Dudley just wants to get rid of them.

Hey ho, and a bottle of coke.

- Well, how was it? - Awesome.

Ah, grub.

- Billy taught me how to tie knots. - That's useful.

I'm getting better at sword fighting.

Mrs Blunderbuss can spit over 5 meters.

I didn't know that.

How far can you spit, honey?

The landlubber from next door was handing this out.

- Mr Dudley? - Yes.

To everyone but to us.

He thought I didn't see him, but I watched him. Read it.

- What does it say? - Just read it.

- You don't know how to read. - Do too.

So read it.

Why? I already know what it says.

And it's too dark in here.

Just read it.

know their place

somewhere else

Get Rid of the Pirates In Sandsborough

- They want to get rid of us? - That's not what it says. It says...

Dear neighbors. We're organizing a get-together.

- A get-together? - Yes.

Mr Dudley is organizing a surprise party for you.

- A party? - To welcome you to town.

That's why that fresh water mackerel was so sneaky.

So reading is pretty useful.

I could teach you.

- What? - How to read.

Because you taught me to...

To not be such a wimp?

That's a fair trade.

Pirates aren't fair. Lesson one, right?

They are fair to their friends.

we sailed the seven seas that was our humble abode

plund'ring as we please for heaps of silver and gold

Billy.

but after years of navigation we remained above board

it's just our reputation that gets tossed overboard

a pirate is a threat

it's been this way forever when they see our flag they run in terror

if a landlubber sees us moor on land he wants to sound the alarm and

their judgment is already dead set: a pirate is a threat

a pirate is a threat...

You bet!

A pirate is a threat

Not true.

A pirate is a loyal friend, a pillar of strength, a loyal friend

someone to rely on, a loyal friend on a pirate you can bet

On a pirate you can bet

On a pirate you can bet

Oh, Hector.

Sandsborough.

Sandsborough

I'm coming to save you, you old sea dog.

I understand that you have some concerns.

I don't see why we're talking about these people instead of with them.

They are our neighbors, after all.

You could at least have invited them. Give them a welcome.

I tried, Yvonne. But they're...

they're just...

...here.

So this is where you are.

Mr and Mrs Blunderbuss, we're just doing...

I know exactly what you're doing.

And I think it's awful...

... great...

that you're organizing a welcome party.

What?

Yes, I know. It's supposed to be a surprise, of course.

Well, we're incredibly surprised.

We're happy that after all these years we've finally found a place...

where they see pirates as people and not as common fortune hunters.

Because my fortune, my treasure...

- I found her a long time ago. - Hector...

- So... - Rum.

You haven't chased us out of town, so we want to return the favor.

On Friday we're hosting a party. A pirate party on the beach.

And everybody is welcome.

My first...

reading book.

I got it from the library.

- Did you steal it? - No, of course not. I borrowed it.

That's what we pirates call it, too. Borrowed.

And then this is...

for you.

A spyglass is a pirate's prized possession.

- And a compass? - That, too.

And a sword. That was the most important, you said.

But a spyglass is a pirate's most prized possession.

If you whine about it, you can't have it.

What's this?

A new comic: The Pirates Down the Street.

What's it about?

I don't know yet. Martin wrote the stories.

But you've got me now? Okay, write this down.

We were sailing calmly towards the Bermuda Triangle...

when the storm picked up.

But we had no idea what fate had in store for us.

'I'm aware of your pirate problem.'

'If you want to get rid of the Blunderbuss family, come to the dunes at midnight.'

Are you the one with the pirate problem?

Yes.

As best pirate hunter of the seven seas...

I may be of service.

I'm very appreciative of your arrival. Truly I am.

But I'm afraid that I have no need for your services right now.

I'm currently in a very advanced stage of surveys...

public enquiries, bilateral...

Listen landlubber, I don't understand.

And if I don't, those stupid Blunderbusses won't understand either.

- They only speak one language. - What do you mean?

Someone with good understanding needs no explanation, right?

I understand, yes. The less I know, the better.

Shut up, you chattering cockle. I've got a plan, and you'll do what I say.

You're going to the party, make sure everyone comes with you.

- Thanks for your help. - Don't worry. They'll come.

That's not what we're used to. Wherever we moor, people are always watching us.

Usually there are protests, banners: Get rid of the pirates.

No welcome parties.

Luckily, here in Sandsborough, we're very...

different.

Something wrong?

- No one is going to eat those. - They're not for the BBQ.

You eat them raw. Here, try one.

- Delicious. - I'm glad.

Grandpa almost died trying to catch them.

I'm curious as to what you think of these.

Look.

Creaking Kraken.

Hector.

Howdy, neighbor. It's good to see you, man.

I thought you were a miserable mackerel, but you're one good egg.

- There you have it. - Here.

We have to drink to that.

The old man is so predictable. That was just water. This is the real stuff.

Cheers.

Delicious.

- What are you doing here? - Everyone was welcome.

- You guys want to get rid of them. - You guys?

Your dad.

That doesn't say anything about me, does it?

- Do you always agree with your parents? - Well, no. But...

There you have it.

Just like old times.

- Goodnight, neighbor. - We had a great time.

What a party.

Was that door open the whole time?

What happened here?

The treasure chest.

It's gone.

Neighbor.

Neighbor, open up.

Grab your sword, we have to catch them.

What is it?

They pilfered my chest. Come on, we have to find them.

- Fine. I'll call the police. - The police?

Why would they steal my treasure chest?

No, that's how we do things here.

If someone steals something, you call the police to find the burglars.

- Really? - Yes.

What will they think of next.

Beware. Police.

Well, the burglars clearly used brute force.

- Many signs of forced entry. - No. They didn't do that.

- This is dad 's clumsiness with his sword. - Sword?

And this?

- That's from the old man's wooden leg. - Cuckoo. Bowler hat.

- Target practice. - Target practice?

Do you have any more money?

- Everything was in that chest. - And now?

I don't know.

Back to sea?

Then who will teach you how to read? Grandpa?

You were right after all: you won't be here long.

Yeah.

Oh, this one.

- I knew I still had them somewhere. - Hector.

What are you doing?

- Without money we can't stay, so... - So, what?

Pillage. Plunder.

- Hector, I don't think so. Think of Billy. - I have a sword for him too.

We were going to make an honest living.

We tried, but we lost our treasure chest.

Michael's dad doesn't plunder ships, does he?

No. He has a job. Part-time. My mom, too.

See? I told you so.

We'll just go and look for...

a job.

I'm sorry.

- There's nothing we can do for you. - Nothing at all?

Generally there aren't a lot of...

job openings for people with your...

work experience.

No one is looking to hire people who look for treasures...

board ships, drink rum...

shoot pistols...

And know how to fight with a sword.

- Don't forget the sword fighting. - No.

But isn't there anything else you know how to do? That you've got papers for?

Papers? We have chests full of treasure maps.

No, certificates.

I meant certificates.

In this country you need a certificate to be able to work. No certificate, no work.

And you're sure they don't mind that we're...

- That we're pirates? - No, they think it's great.

It's ideal: you don't need papers, no certificates. Just be yourself.

Just be myself. Blimey. I should be able to do that.

Ahoy, sailors! My name is Hector Blunderbuss.

We are going to dig for buried treasures, sword fight and get tattoos.

No, no. We're not going to do that.

We talked about this, Selina.

Here are some suggested activities.

If you need me, I'll be next door with the other mothers, having a quiet cup of tea.

Like I don't know how to throw a pirate party. Grab your sword.

Come aboard my ship, you fresh water sea slugs.

We don't have swords. Mom wouldn't let us.

No swords?

Rum.

It's brave to let those pirates into your home.

The Bridgman boy said they want to make an honest living.

- I have to support that. - That's very noble.

They may be different, but that doesn't make them less worthy.

Good. Attack.

This isn't what we agreed. You promised me nice pirates. Not this wild stuff.

Don't worry, they're having fun.

Let me be clear:

You stick to these activities, or you can leave. Without your pay.

And you make sure they behave.

Trussed up dreadnought.

- Let's go. - I promised...

I don't care. That's no way to talk to a captain.

She's on her own with her childish party.

Isn't that right? Captain?

No party...

no money.

I found my treasure.

Are we going to cross swords, Captain Fluffbeard?

No, because we're friends...

and friends always share everything equally.

That's how Captain Fluffbeard not only found his treasure...

but also three new friends.

Well, what did you think of that, you bunch of...

They're gone.

What are you doing here?

- Where is Selina? - Who?

- It was on your list, a scavenger hunt. - But not for my own child.

There they are.

- Pillage. Plunder. - Pillage. Plunder.

Look mom, a treasure.

- That's my jewelry. - Give me that.

- Stop. Stop this. - Dad, no.

Selina. Selina.

- Shiver me timbers. - Don't do that again, sir.

Michael?

Honey, what happened?

Hector?

Come inside.

What a pity. I'm afraid we'll have to look for new neighbors soon.

Hopefully they will be perfect.

They can't be any worse.

Hello, Billy.

- Cornelius? - The one and only.

I'm not here to fight.

What do you mean? You're our arch enemy.

Enemy? Friend? It's a thin line.

Good enemies are like good friends, hard to find.

Your parents are the best arch enemies I have ever had. I miss them.

I can't wait 'til you put to sea and fight like real pirates, like we used to.

That'll be a long wait. My parents want to stay here. Forever.

Forever?

On land?

I get sick just being on land for two hours. How do you manage?

They think it's better this way.

What do you want?

These landlubbers aren't too bad. And I have a friend, Michael.

I'm teaching him how to be a pirate, he's teaching me how to read.

So you want to stay here as well?

I couldn't turn my back on the sea like your parents.

But you're learning to read.

In that case I have something for you.

Read it. Then you'll know how welcome you really are in Sandsborough.

Pirates don't say sorry.

- It was your stupid idea. - It wasn't stupid.

- Why did you act like pirates? - We are pirates. What did you expect?

Maybe that you'd be happy that I'm trying to help you.

Or that you'd behave just once.

Why? So we 'know our place'?

What do you mean?

'And that's why it is of the utmost importance...

that our new neigh...

Neighbors.

'That our new neighbors know their place.'

Give me that.

'And that place, as far as we're concerned, is somewhere else.'

- Where did you get this? - It doesn't matter.

- Why didn't you say anything? - That everybody here hates you?

- You should have told me. - I was trying to help you.

You're only trying to help yourself.

You don't want a friend. You want a pet.

Shake, do tricks, be good.

- Is that why Martin moved away? - Get lost.

- Ignorant pirate. - Stupid landlubber.

What's wrong? Mom and I were thinking...

I don't know what to do.

I just know that we need money fast, or we'll be dead in the water.

- Billy doesn't have to hear that. - Hear what?

That we don't have any money? Or that no one will give us a job?

Like I don't already know.

- Why don't you just give up already? - Because we're Blunderbusses.

Of course it'll work out. We just need to try even harder.

- If people see that we mean well, then... - Are you really that dumb?

It doesn't matter what we do. They don't trust us.

Not the Dudleys, not Michael's parents, and even stupid Michael himself...

To those landlubbers we've always been and always will be pirates.

We might as well act like pirates.

How?

Those days are gone.

For you, maybe.

Billy?

I'm a pirate.

You knew that.

No.

Pirates have honor. You're nothing more than a common thief. A traitor.

You don't understand.

I don't have to understand.

Just take it. I never want to see you again.

Billy, Billy, Billy.

This is beyond my wildest expectations, you scaly snakefish.

All those shiny trinkets, your parents must be proud.

They don't know. They don't want to do this anymore.

What? They don't want to be pirates anymore?

That's impossible, being a pirate is in your blood. That's who you are.

If you were my son, I'd have no doubts.

We'd sail across the seven seas.

Pillaging, plundering.

- Living the pirate life. - But we can do that.

I could come aboard your ship

and join you.

You could.

But what about your parents? And that friend of yours?

I have no friends here.

You do now.

Come on.

That deckhand's been hiding in his room all night.

What do you think I should do, dad? Talk to him?

- Rum. - Yeah, I could do that.

- Just let him stew in his own juices. - Rum.

- Really? - Rum.

You're right.

I shouldn't be so stubborn.

Billy.

Billy, open the door.

Billy?

Rum.

Neighbor.

Neighbor, open up.

Hector?

- Has something else been stolen? - No, Billy is gone.

Gone?

Maybe Michael knows something.

Come on.

- What's wrong? - Elizabeth...

- She's gone. - What?

- Michael is gone, too. - Huh?

Here we are.

- I thought we were leaving? - We are. But first this.

I'm going to prepare the boat, you go and dig.

- What are we looking for? - We're pirates. What do you think?

Start digging.

Billy.

What are you doing here? Go away.

Isn't that the guy from the painting?

- Cornelius? Yes. - Crooked Cornelius? Your arch enemy?

My parents' enemy. Not mine. I'm going with him, to conquer the seven seas.

I'm sick of playing pirate. I want to be one.

He understands me.

Tie him up, that lousy landlubber.

- Come on. - What are you doing?

Listen to me.

Come on, dad. Where is Billy?

I don't understand. Why?

What do you care?

You never wanted to see me again. Now you've got what you want.

I'm sorry. Just come home.

Let that fresh water mussel shut up or I'll silence him myself.

Be quiet. Please.

Dig.

- Elizabeth. - Billy.

- Elizabeth. - Michael.

Billy.

- But this is... - Your own treasure chest, yes.

And your first real pirate's loot.

We're not having second thoughts, are we?

Why would I? My parents wanted to get a job. Now they'll have to.

That's the spirit.

The tide is turning. Time to say goodbye. Let's go.

Billy.

Don't do it.

What are you doing here?

- I can leave, if you want? - No, don't. Untie me.

Girls are only good at screaming? Or they need to be saved?

I'm sorry.

I saw everything.

- Is he really going with that creep? - It's all my fault. I have to fix this.

- Your fault? You made him do this? - No.

Then why is it your fault? This is what he wants.

Come on.

Just let him be.

No.

At long last.

The sea calls, Billy. Don't let her wait.

Come on.

Billy.

Bloody barnacles.

Leave it to me.

What do you want?

What I want, is for you to stay.

But if you really want to leave...

leave.

But take this with you.

A pirate's most prized possession.

You're going to make me cry.

Billy has made his choice. Billy is coming with me.

Go tell his parents, so those fresh water mussels can come and save him.

- I don't need to be saved. - Your parents don't know that.

That chest is not their greatest treasure, you are.

They'll do anything to get you back. Oh, it'll be such a beautiful battle.

But you said... You promised...

You don't really believe this is about you?

And you...

Get out of here.

What did I tell you? Get out of here before I...

- Ignorant pirate. - Stupid landlubber.

Come on, let's go.

Not without the treasure chest.

Dad? Mom?

I'm home. And I have the treasure chest.

Grandpa?

Grandpa?

I've got rum.

Do you know where they are?

Hey guys. Here I am.

I'll have a look upstairs.

Dad?

Mom?

Grandpa?

If you want to get rid of me, you'll have to hit harder than that.

Pathetic deckhand.

The chest.

Where is the treasure chest?

No?

Then I'll find it myself.

I know that mug. Ugly mug.

Like you're so pretty.

Stupid parrot.

Gunpowder. That's even better.

it's going to get much louder the bang of exploding gunpowder

it's going to get much louder the bang of exploding gunpowder

the bursting and cracking of exploding powder

the bang of exploding gunpowder boom, boom

it's going to get much louder the bang of exploding gunpowder

- Leave it. Not yours. - Shut up, you.

- Why? - Because I say so.

Why? Why?

Ah, that's why.

Elizabeth.

Billy.

Michael.

Where could they be?

Don't worry, we'll find those deckhands.

I didn't want this to happen. I just wanted a peaceful neighborhood.

- What are you talking about? - Yes, what are you talking about?

- I'm so sorry. - Neighbor?

I was afraid that he'd keelhaul me if I didn't do what he said.

I wanted to change course, but then I had to back the sails, as it were.

He said we were in the same boat.

It's like this sailor is three sheets to the wind. What is he talking...

That's our cannon.

We have to get back. Right now.

What did you do? Fire a warning shot?

I'd make a run for it if I were you. They're coming.

Not without my treasure chest.

That chest stays here.

What are you going to do against me all on your own? Landlubber.

He isn't on his own.

Three against one. That isn't fair.

Lesson one: pirates don't fight fair.

I meant...

...not fair for you.

Not bad for a fresh water mussel, eh?

That's one.

Is that all you've got?

Just give up, Billy.

There they are.

- You can't win. - No?

Michael.

Are you alright?

- I'm not such a good pirate after all. - But a great friend.

- My chest. I want my treasure chest. - You want your chest?

You can have it.

- Oh, yeah. - Time to leave, Cornelius.

They wanted to get rid of you. It was his idea.

Yes, yes. I know that. And he's already apologized a gazillion times.

There was no room for pirates here.

There's room for pirates. But not for you.

- Get him, Roy. - No. Not Roy.

Hector. No.

No, no...

Nice sea legs, Cornelius.

Well done, laddie.

- Honey. - Oh, sweetheart.

Cock-eyed cadet.

I was so afraid that he'd blow up your...

The gunpowder.

What gunpowder are you talking about?

No, come on.

Everybody run.

I told you she was sturdy.

What else have you got, eel monger?

You didn't really think that...

That's where the ship was left high and dry.

Dead in the water.

What will you do now?

Go back to sea?

What other option do we have?

Freddy.

You're still here.

Dad, look here.

Croaking catfish, my treasure chest.

I told you my doubloons were safe in here.

Safe, I said.

So now you can stay.

I mean, you already built a ship here once.

You can do it again, can't you?

And this time we'll help you. Right?

Right?

Yeah... Yes.

All hands on deck.

Rum.

Good job, good job.

And so the peace returned to Sandsborough.

Thanks to the heroic Billy Blunderbuss, and his sidekicks Michael and Elizabeth.

What? You mean: thanks to the heroic Michael Bridgman.

And the extremely brave Elizabeth Dudley.

- What about me? - Watch it.

- I'll keelhaul you. - No keelhauling, Billy Blunderbuss.

- Just go and feed Roy. - Okay.

Hey, Roy.

Catch.

Show-off.