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m. gorky central film studiofor youth and children robert louis stevenson'streasure island i was just past my fifteenthbirthday. my mother kept a seaside inn,"the admiral benbow", a fair distance fromthe nearest town. in those autumn daysa brown old seaman, with a sabre cut on his cheek,took up his lodging under our roof. he would spend whole dayswandering around the cove with a brass telescope.

all evening he sat in a corner ofthe parlor next to the fire. it was one of those quiet eveningswhen the events that still sear my memory began. i can call it to mind what an icywind blew through the door when the blind man entered, and how fast i had to runto look for help! if i hadn't met the squireon the road, and doctor livesey, i would never have heardof treasure island.

can any one inform a blind manwho gave up his sight in the defense of england,and may god bless king george, is this the inn? - the admiral benbow?- yes! can we help you? and where can i find my mate,seaman billy? who's that moving there? that you, billy? stay where you are! don't you even call to mindyour former shipmate?

- is it you, pew?- himself. when flint cast off, and you haddisappeared, the boys were angry! it's not good, a man desertinghis old friends. - tell me why you have come?- i bear you the good wish... of the one-legged man. the black spot! this has to be done. just one hour, that's all, billy! run, jim, make haste.

- where are you going?- i won't be long, mama. where is he making forin the dead of night? in one hour, i won't give a leadpenny for the admiral benbow, nor for you, if nobody comesto help us. you had better leave. and why should i leavemy own house, sir? if you don't leave, go down tothe cellar and bolt yourself in. you must pay two months rent,mister bones. i have every intention ofstaying longer in this cabin.

billy, have you thought it over?we have you over a barrel. let's come to an agreementlike good shipmates. give us the map, and we'llpull up anchor with the tide. can you hear me, billy? better down the door, my lads! 'tis the map that you're wanting? all right, scum! come get it! you heard him, didn't you?forward, you lubbers! it's dirk's whistle! we must getaway!

dirk's a fool! forward!into the house, men! make haste! - we must fly, pew!- come back, you dogs! or we'll lose everything!i'll do it alone! let me go! i'll kill you, you curs! take your hands off me! stay there then, you blind scum! you filthy sewer rat! shipmates! johnny, where are you? don't leave me beached here!

- out of the way!- look out, trelawney! the devil's curse on the fool! mother! it seems he wasn't a rich man. - then why did they come?- cannot you guess? - does the name of flint ring a bell?- only a few misty legends. by trinidad, i saw with my eyesthe flag flying from his masthead! but our good captain was afraidand put full sail back. the bloodiest pirate that sailedupon the seven seas, sir!

the black beardwas a babe in comparison! the spaniards were so fearful offlint, i was proud he was english. he was the last of the pirate race.the rest are mere sea trash. we shall come down,mrs. hawkins. - i shall set you up in jim's room.- we're honored to share with jim. you bore yourself like a valiantgentleman, jim! you're a formidable man, livesey! stop pretending that you haven'tseen this packet here. i must admit, it is the key tothe treasure of captain flint.

but is it worth while searchingfor that accursed gold? of course. by thunder, why not? haven't you dreamed of settingout with topsails billowing, to go searching for treasurein the tropics? whether or not it existsdoesn't matter a damn. i will go and fit out a ship,take you and jim hawkins, and this spring we shall set out,my lads! perhaps there's nothing in herebut an old scarf of his mother's. he was sentimental,like all the worst pirates.

all right.well, jim, shall we look? jim! "on the shore he was giveneverything he had coming to him." i'd like to know what that was. "may billy bones' dreamscome true." it's not that, livesey. "tall tree, spyglass shoulder, bearing a point to the n. of n.n.e." the treasure is there.

she's called "hispaniola". she draws two hundred tons,and makes 12 knots by a fair wind. she has a swivel canon.and she's close on her rudder! some claim that i paidthree times too much for her, but that is certainly nothingbut pure jealousy! you will see foryourself, livesey. the captain i put in commandis a good seaman. the best captain to be had onthis part of the english coast. very highly recommended to me,once an officer of the fleet.

a little dry in his manner, but at least "hispaniola" will haveproper, reliable, naval discipline. but what a task it wasto find a crew! i worked night and day to find six,and we shall need at least twenty, in case we should meet savages,or those accursed frenchmen. i was talking with a fellow atthe port, just a chance encounter, and he arranged everything for me. an old seaman,he has a tavern. and he is ready to set to seawith us, as a simple cook.

his name is john silver. that day he was at the port, justto breathe in the good salt air. this silver has only one leg! he lost the other fightingfor england. and he has no pension, livesey. imagine the abominable agewe live in! it's wisest to mistrustchance acquaintances. i did make inquiries.john silver is actually rather rich. with a bank account and moneyin it. he has a wife.

and i actually saw her. i believe i know what compelsthis master john to sail once more. - captain smollett?- that is correct, sir! show him in! let me introduce you. the captainof the "hispaniola", mr. smollett. mr. livesey, our ship's doctor,and hawkins, the cabin boy. well, gentlemen,they are waiting. here we are, gentlemen.this is john silver. top of the day, gentlemen.

here is your crew, sir. mere novices to the businessof seafaring! i'm surprised that their mamaswere willing to let them come. what we want in the way ofvictuals and what we care for the most ofall is pudding with figs in it. hands here's been sailing 30 yearsand he's still a mere bosun! once he sailed as ship's officer,but he hadn't no diploma, sir. o'brien, carpenter.bob henderson. tom morgan, he's a fine fellow,but a little weak below the belt.

george merry. the complete ship's list,giving all their little vices. and you, if my mind tells me right,you're our little cabin boy. there's lots of admirals whostarted off like that. you've got to begin on the lowestrung. clap your spyglass on tom morganhere. i remember him as a cabin boy. just like you,young and handsome. yes, he was too shy and timid,like a blushing maid. he's an honest lad, our morgan,only he has a real thirst.

hold close by john silver, andi'll make you a real sailing man. welcome, men! i hope that on this voyage you'll meritonly thanks. if we have success with ourexpedition, you will all be givena large bonus. thank you heartily, sir. that's not so bad a crew at all. what do you say to that,mr. smollett? the captain is personallyresponsible for his vessel.

because of that i should haverecruited the personnel myself. i hope that's quite clear.don't you think so? cabin boy! - to the storeroom!- ay, ay, sir! - we're under way at nearly 10 knots.- very likely, sir. - she handles well to the helm.- true, sir! - you take the wheel!- ay, ay, sir! it won't take much from that fellowto cause me to lose my temper. come in, hawkins!

nobody is more welcome herethan you, my lad. - can i give this to captain flint?- you do that. captain flint prophesiessuccess for our voyage. that parrot must be 200 summersold. only old nick himself can haveseen as much evil as my parrot. she sailed with the famous pirate,captain england. she's been to madagascarand at surinam, and providence and porto bello. she was at the fishing up ofthe wrecked treasure galleons.

it was there that she learnedto say "pieces of eight". and you'd think she was a merechick. but you smelt the powder,didn't you, captain? - stand by to go about!- she's a real sailorman. devil take your guts! thunder andbrimstone! i'll cut your heart out! living in the pitch, you can'thelp getting mucked with it. this poor innocent bird hereis swearing blue fire. she don't know what she speaks.she'd talk the same before lord. calls himself a cook?the man's a preacher!

why, he'll finish up a bishop,eh, jim? - what are you doing, my hearties?- we're changing their place. and why for, then? they're executing my orders.and you mind your own business. ay, ay, sir! - he's a good man!- that's very possible, sir. put three reefs on the jib!trim your yards for your port-tack! his panama campaignwas a stroke of genius. but how many towns were smashedthrough the fault of the man.

morgan came too late. everythinghad already been discovered. sir francis drake was the onewho found many new places. morgan and drake were pirates.they brought death in their wake. and there's no voyage ofdiscovery that's worth that. thank you, jim, put it here. all the same, they were verygreat sailors. the glory of england. the shame of england. come jim, read it,this ought to interest you. it's not a bad story at all,although written by a frenchman.

i thought it was by a hollander. oh, my poor tommy,my poor tom, why have you leftyour old home? under the black flag,we went on a raid, all seventy five of us,that was our fate. goodbye, jenny,goodbye, don't feel sad. don't wait for me, jenny,and don't be mad. your sail is torn down,you're battered by storm. your sail is torn down,your ship has been wrecked.

your wind of good fortunehas got you but trapped. goodbye, jenny... goodbye, don't feel sad.goodbye, jenny, don't be mad. the same broadside that i lost myleg, pew lost his day-lights. after that he spent 1,200 poundsa year, like a lord in parliament. and two years ago,he was already starving. he stole and he slit throats,and for all that he starved. where is he now?no more. under hatches for good. - who'd be a pirate?- it ain't much use for fools.

many know how to get money,but few know how to keep it. i'd let captain smollett navigate usuntil we pick up the trade-winds, then we would knowthat we're on the right course. - but all of us are seamen here.- just fo'c's'le hands, my lad. we can steer a course.but who's to set the course? what did i tell you? never reallyhappy 'till you're full of rum. - what'll we do with those?- i give my vote-death! only i want that blessed squire.and i'll cut his fat head off! - dick is with us.- he's got a head on his shoulders.

so when is it? i just can't waitto get my hands on the captain. you will go on eating this slopi've been giving you and you will keep on with sleepingbelowforthe time being. and never any tiny drop of winebefore i give you a good word. - i just want to know when?- as late as we can do it. flint would have taken overthis vessel by now. flint, yes, and billy also.they loved having fun. only where are they now? i'm waiting till the fruit is ready,then i'll pick it.

- go and get some apples, dick.- you're going to suck that muck? all right, perhaps a tot or two... here's to flint's treasureand here's to our luck! land ahoy! then the watch shouted "land ahoy".that was all. has any of you ever seenthis land previously? i've seen it, sir! - we watered there once.- come up here! one of the boys knew the namesof the places on it

that were givenby blessed pirates. there's three hills: foremast hill,main hill and mizzen hill. the main hill, they also called itthe spyglass shoulder. the pirates kept their watch on it when they was in anchoragefor cleaning. begging pardon, sir. see if this is the place. yes, this is the spot. and nicely drawn it is.

i'm wondering who might'vedone it. pirates is too ignorant. you've picked the best placeto anchor her, sir. - help the man on the wheel.- ay, ay, sir! a touch to your portside. go steady now. we can rely only on silver. - i'll have him hanged myself.- he's in no hurry to mutiny. if i give one more order,they'll cut us into slices. - may i suggest a plan, sir?- you're the captain, sir.

we must let the men go ashore. if they all go, we'll take controlof the ship and set sail. we can maroon the crew hereto die with flint's treasure. are you in agreement, gentlemen? i'm the one who is to blamefor this situation. we will, indeed, follow your plan. i never beheld anybodyrun so fast. we can't put off to seawithout the boy. here's the location of the stockade,and log-house.

- but this ship is our fortress.- we'll soon be lacking water. you have a sense of duty, john.why have you gone in with them? i'm trying to save your neck,because i think the world of ya! what's done is done, andyou can't change nothing. i believe the time for debatingis over! - alan didn't want to join neither?- he wasn't very wise. - easy, lad, easy!- maybe, silver. i know that there arehonest men among you. i'm ordering youto follow your captain.

you have 30 seconds to decide. we're going to take care of youmighty soon, son. the others in the hold, lively! - bring down the flag!- ay, ay, sir! the cannon, sir! pull harder! hands was flint's gunner. - who is the best shot here?- why, it's squire trelawney. pick off hands if you can.

stop! - is flint on that ship?- no, flint is dead. - are you with the one-legged?- no. - what's your name?- jim hawkins. what are you afraid of? threeyears i been living on this island. many's the night i've dreamedof christian company. - do you have any cheese on you?- no, i have nothing. - what you sniveling for?- because i don't know what to do. you're a good fellow. trust meand i'll pull you out of this.

now tell me, and the truth too,what's happening down there? that's my boat i made withmy hands. it was flint who built that therestockade. flint was afraid of nobody andnothing except silver. - we'll go now?- i'm not going over there. you're a fine young lad,only i don't know the others. you can tell your doctor thati've got an important proposition. he must come all alone.i'll wait here, from noon till three. say that i put more confidence ina gentleman, than a man of fortune.

ahoy! the blockhouse! man your posts! captain silver wants permissionto come on board and make terms with you. captain silver?don't know him. it's me, sir! all i ask is your word to let meout of here safe and sound. if you wish to speak with me,come on here. i'll take your word on that then,captain.

these poor lads elected metheir captain. just after your desertion ofthe "hispaniola", sir. sit down and speak out. it's a mighty chill morningto sit out on the sand. - hey, sonny!- speak out! always business first of all! we want that chart.and all of you want to keep living. so here's our conditions. you give us the map and don't botherus while we load that treasure.

in return we take you somewherealong the coast or leave you here,dividing the provisions. i promise to send up the first shipwe see to take you aboard. i trust that you all heed me. since what is said for oneis said for all. have you finished? now you listen to me! if you'll come up one by onewith your hands up, i'll engage to clap you in irons

and take you hometo a fair trial to england. if you won't come... as positively as my name isalexander smollett, i'll see you all to the bottomof the sea. you can't find the treasure. no oneof you can handle the ship. neither are you any goodat fighting. your ship's aground,captain silver. these are the last good words thatyou're ever going to get from me. and now, get out of here, quick!

will you give me your hand? which one of you will give mea hand up? in just one hour, those of youwho are still among the living will envy those who've beenkilled! who said you could desert yourposts? i'm surprised at you, sir. and you, doctor, i thoughtyou'd worn the king's uniform. if that's how you served at fontenoy,you might as well have stayed home. the devil! this is as dull asthe doldrums.

not even a breath of wind.gray, whistle for it. if i see anyone,am i to fire? - i told you so, didn't i?- thank you, sir. - did you hit anybody?- no, sir, i don't believe i did. you reload his musket, hawkins. - ball, sir? or with shot?- stop it, jim hawkins! they're coming, sir! cutlasses! at them with cutlasses! get back into cover!

they've had all they wantfor today, i believe. at that moment, i felt i couldno longer stay in the stockade. i had one idea in my head -to avenge the deaths and take the ship from the pirates. if i'd known that the doctorand ben gunn planned to leave the fort to silverand go into the hills, i would not have actedso recklessly, and then things might haveturned out quite differently. doctor livesey!

now that was a useful meeting,gentlemen. thanks to jim.where is jim? he vanished, livesey. - ran away, sir!- what? so it's you there, hawkins! - did you cut the anchor?- yes. what do you intend to do now? - where's o'brien?- he weren't no proper sailor. hawkins, you haven't the experienceto handle this ship.

but you'll want her up closeto the beach. we might talk about that. bind up my wounds,and i'll help you sail this ship. i ain't going to return to her oldanchorage. i see what you mean.anyway i haven't much choice. put her more into the wind now,captain hawkins. hawkins, can you bring mesomethin' to eat? and maybe some brandy. tie down her wheeland she'll keep going smooth.

this here's an unlucky ship,this "hispaniola". so many sailors've been sent back totheir makers since we left bristol. i never knew such a bad voyage! and now, o'brien's no more.and i shan't last so much longer. you'd better repent, while you'vethe chance. repent? what for? you said many sailors have perishedaboard the "hispaniola". only it was you and silverthat were the cause of it all. and you don't knowwhy you should repent?

why? you weren't after the gold,too, maybe, young fellow? thirty years i've been sailing, andsaw good things and bad things. but i have never seen good turn to any kind of profit yet. we've had enough of thisfoolishness. the tide's getting good now,and here's a bay, over there. just obey my orders,captain hawkins! - straight at that tree.- and if we beach? that don't matter! take a line aboutthat tree and turn the capstan.

- hard to starboard.- ay, ay, sir! move! a little more! again, now starboard a touch.just keep her under the wind! another step, mister hands,and i'll shoot your brains out! please, mister hands,don't make me shoot! pieces of eight! dick, bring that torch here! so here's jim hawkins!shiver my timbers! so you're just visiting us, eh?that's real nice and friendly.

i always thought i'd liketo have you with us. i reckon you've something to say.we're listening to you. now, gentlemen, you have no needto stand at attention. just what do you want me to say? you can start by telling uswhere the blessed ship is. no, i refuse to tell you. you'll tell! who d'you think you are, georgemerry? are there two captains here? just let the lad say wherethe ship is.

hold yourtalk! i can't see what course you're on,john. son of a sea-cook! i've had enoughof being ordered around. well, that's what you want, is it? we're all gentlemen of fortune here,and you know about our laws. i'll be seeing the color of his gutsfaster than this pipe goes out. anyone who touches this lad isgoing to have to deal with me. he's a hostage, you bunch ofblessed moonheads! and much more of a real manthan any of you.

pardon me, sir. only you'rea little free with the rules. many of the crew don't like it.they have rights like anyone else. begging pardon and all, sir!since after all you're still captain! but we'll step outand hold a council. that's the pirate's law! come closer to me, lad. matters is going hard, jim. they shall break me as a leader,and you'll be killed, too. you've got nowhere to turn.the squire has abandoned you.

"i don't want to know where the boyis," that's what the doctor said. - where are they?- i don't know. seems like the game is overfor you, finished! only i can still be your last card. maybe i might help you out! all i ask is your wordto save me from the gallows. - i'll do what i can.- then it's a bargain. pieces of eight, pieces of eight. step up, lads! i won't eat you!

hand over what you've got there! i knew it, the black spot! where'd you get the paper?out of the bible? - that's bad luck for you.- i told you so! who had this bible? - it's mine!- then better start praying. god's going to punish you!let's have some light. "deposed".good handwriting. is it yours? - we've got to vote for a captain!- you'll have to wait a little.

you'd first make the charges,and i'll reply to them. till then i'm still your captain! don't worry, we'll be legal.well now, point by point. first, you've spoiled the wholescheme. next, you permitted them to getaway, when they was hemmed in. i don't know why, but they wantedto get away for some reason. third point! you wouldn't let usattack them on the march. you're playing a double hand,silver. last point of all,we want this boy here.

- that's all?- ain't it enough? you say that things is going bad. why, you simply can't imaginejust how bad. we're so close to execution dock,that my neck's stiff already. we're dancing in the chains, withthe crows pecking at our eyes. men all pointing at us andwondering what we done. "why! that's john silver!i once sailed with him." you all know what i said to you!don't never hurry! if you'd listened to me, now the"hispaniola"'d be sailing for bermuda

with her belly full of that treasureof flint's. so who stopped me? who kept on making trouble here? hands and george merry. you'vegot no heads and no memory. i wouldn't have talked withthe doctor for no reason. you've all forgotten the reasonwe're here. we're here for this! there! you there, inside the blockhouse!

the top of the day, sir.you're up early. i've brought some bandages.how's the wounded man? he's much better, sir.only we have a surprise for you. oh, really? what is it? i'd like to have a word with him. i knew you would want that. itshouldn't be difficult to arrange. but one condition: he'll bestaying inside of the palisade. give me your word of honorthat you won't try any tricks. you can have it, sir.

only don't make haste, my lad. they'll be at our throats if theynotice that we make haste. i'll just walk asideso you can talk together. master jim will tell youhow i managed to save his life. only i nearly lostmy position of captain. does that meanyou're afraid, john? you're a good man, and you'll notforget any of the good i've done. you see? i'm moving aside. well, jim,we always reap what we sow.

you left the fortress when therewere only three men fit to fight. doctor! i would be dead nowif it weren't for silver! they wanted to torture me,to find out where the ship is! she's aground on the northernbeach. my boy! what is it? that's hands. i shot him dead. jim, jump over the fenceand run. - i gave my word.- i'll take the responsibility. that's something you wouldn'tdo either.

yes. all right. ben gunn keeps saying he thinksyou're a really wonderful fellow. silver! i'm going to make an attemptto save you from the gallows. that's a right pleasant thingto hear. but your life depends entirelyon this boy here. it's as clear as sunshine. when are you going to startlooking for the treasure? i can't hold'em back any longer.i think it'll have to be today.

try to gain as much timeas you can. i'll see you soon. just keep the boy close beside you,and away from the others. keep your distance,as a proper captain should. here are some bandages andmedicines. since i'm now a pirate's doctor,dealing with mutineers, i consider it my duty to makethem well enough for the gallows. i saw how he wanted to persuadeyou to desert us. you're a genuine gentleman, jim!i'm grateful to you!

a tall tree on the slope of spyglassshoulder, a point to the n. of n.n.e. it ain't this. let's find a passage. a sailor! i suppose you wasn't expectingto find a bishop here. - is it ben gunn?- it might be. the hair's yellow. hey, that would be allardyce!you mind allardyce, tom? he took my knifewhen he went ashore. all six of them must be heresomewhere. - all seven!- what do you mean, seven?

flint took six of the boys, buthe forbade us to come ashore. they stopped upon the island a week,while we waited on the "cassandra". at night we made ben gunn lookfor those buried doubloons. he wasn't discreet enoughi suppose. two days later we sightedthe longboat. flint was in it. a blue scarf on his head, and a parrot sitting upon hisshoulder. this here one. those six boys were good lustysalts, so was ben... how flint got the better of them,only this here parrot knows.

it chills the blood in my heartwhen i think of flint. you missed a lot by not knowingcaptain flint. the likes of him aren't forgottenso easy. this i suppose to be an arrowto show the trail. seven hundred thousand iswaiting there, close by! here's that passage! george, you go in first. take this, sonny, and stand byfor trouble. - by the gods! a guinea!- give it here!

a single guinea! no more butjust that! here's the guinea, you see?where's the 700 thousand? dig away, boys. perhapsyou'll find a pair of pignuts. why, you! you're never going to bea captain, george. we were held upby those devilish rocks. you came just in the nickof time, sir. how i hate this island! is that you, ben gunn? i'mpleased you're alive and kicking.

- it's been a long time.- did flint see you on the island? no, only i saw him kill the othersone after the other. the way you killed merry just now. - where is it?- in my cave. i carried it there bit by bitupon my back. - what'll you do with it?- i don't know yet. that treasure belonged to allthe men who were with flint. it'll bring you nothing but worries,and not only to you. - while you're alive, it will.- we're all in the hands of the lord.

fifteen men on the dead man's chest,yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum! drink, or the devil will make a mess,yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum! the most we can do for you is not to take you home to england,where the gallows await you. there is little else to add. we finally reached england, but it was a hard voyage, sincewe were of course shorthanded. we had to work like demons. at our first port of callwhere we hired a crew,

silver vanished from the ship, and vanished out of my lifeforever. when we put the treasure aboard, we filled the crew's quarterswith it up to the brim. captain flint's treasure, for which we had embarkedon our hazardous adventure, for which 15 men of the "hispaniola"'screw had perished. all of us had an ample shareof the treasure, the doctor calling itsharing the booty.

ben gunn spent his in three weeks,and he was back begging after that. the captain's woundturned out to be serious. he retired from the sea,and settled in a village. from his househe couldn't see the sea. the doctor gave up practicing,and settled in london. we see each other occasionally. the squire loves to tell gueststales of our adventures. but his stories have littleresemblance to the truth. i have no desire to rememberthe island.

the worst dreams i ever have arethe surf booming on the coast, and i start upright in my bed, with the sharp piercing voice ofcaptain flint in my ears. pieces of eight! pieces of eight!pieces of eight! screenplay byedgar dubrovsky, yevgeny fridman directed byyevgeny fridman director of photographyvalery bazylev production designerkonstantin zagorsky music by a. rybnikovsound by n. shary

lyrics by yu. mikhailovconductor e. khachaturyan starring boris andreyevas john silver aare laanemetsas jim hawkins l. noreika as doctor liveseya. masiulis as squire trelawney i. urmonavichus as captain smollettl. shagalova as mrs. hawkins a. pikyalis as israel handsv. tomkus as george merry m. selyutin as dick johnsonh. avens as morgan n. silis as tomyu. plyavinsh as gray

i. klass as ben gunnk. vitkus as billy bones a. fait as pew v. grammatikov as joycea. ross as redrett a. alyoshin as hunterv. rudovich as bob the end