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Lux Radio Theater
“Treasure Island”
Originally aired January 29, 1951 1
Transcribed by Ben Dooley for “Those Thrilling Days of Yesteryear” old time radio recreations. www.ttdyradio.com
CAST:
Announcer, John Kennedy
William Keighley
Jim Hawkins/Bobby Drscoll
Older Jim
Black Dog
Captain Billy Bones
Old Pew
Dr. Livesey
Squire Trelawney/Nigel Bruce
Mr. Gray
Captain Smollett
Parrot (Captain Flint)
Long John Silver/James Mason
George Merry
Mr. Arrow
Hans Israel
Ben Gunn
Other Pirate
ANNOUNCER: Lux, presents, “Hollywood.”
SFX:
Door
Footsteps
Body falls
Silverware & plates
Saws & construction (rec)
Removing cork from bottle
Waves
Thunder
Oars
Gate open & close
Crickets
Paper rustling
Gunshots
Wind Blowing (rec)
Waves lapping(rec)
Oars rowing & drop to floor of boat
Splash
Boat scraping from sand bar.
(MUSIC)
ANNOUNCER: Lever Brothers company, the makers of Lux flakes, bring you,
the “Lux Radio Theater.” Starring James Mason, Bobby Driscoll, and
Nigel Bruce, in “Treasure Island.” Ladies and gentlemen, your
producer, Mr. William Keighley.
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Greetings, from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. If
there’s anyone in our audience who has not already read “Treasure
Island,” by Robert Lewis Stevenson, then I envy you tonight’s
experience, of hearing this exciting adventure story for the first time.
You’ll make the acquaintance of one of the most famous characters in
literature—that fascinating pirate, Long John Silver. And meet young
Jim Hawkins, who lived an adventure such as all boys dream about.
“Treasure Island” is also the first picture Walt Disney has produced
without his cartoon characters. As the stars of this RKO release, we
have James Mason, who, I’m sure, will now add Long John Silver to
his list of fine characterizations. Bobby Driscoll, one of the top young
artists of the screen, playing his original role. And that excellent
British actor, Nigel Bruce. They all combine to bring “Treasure
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The original recording had many skips and garbled sections, not to mention sharp accents, mumbling, and piratespeak. Over 60 lines were difficult to transcribe. The movie script and dialogue is very different from the original
novel, so this script was completed with the aid of the original Disney movie along with a lot of hard listening and
some all out guessing. In other words, I did the best I could with what I got.
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Island” vividly to life. And I’m sure all housewives will treasure new
Lux flakes. You know, it’s hard to believe that Lux could be
improved in any way. But new Lux, with color freshener, is more
than ever the favorite wardrobe care of Hollywood screen stars. The
curtain rises on “Treasure Island,” starring James Mason as Long John
Silver, Bobby Driscoll as Jim Hawkins, and Nigel Bruce as Squire
Trelawney.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: I’m leaving for London in the morning. They have convinced
me—the Squire and Dr. Livesey—that my education is in sad need of
repair, that it is time I thought of becoming… a gentleman. I am not
reluctant to go. It will be a new world and I will learn a great deal.
But there is much I have already learned, and the thought that I may
forget the past, the high adventure of my boyhood, has urged me in
the writing of this journal. On the one hand, it was a needless labor,
for how shall I ever forget Long John Silver and the voyage of the
Hispaniola. On the other hand, time has a way of clouding the past,
and it is a comfort to know that the whole story will always be here
between the covers of this journal. (PAUSE) The year was 1765, and
then, as now, the Admiral Benbow Inn belonged to my mother. The
winds still blow, the seas still crash, just as they did that late afternoon
when the door opened and I saw a stranger on the threshold.
(SFX: DOOR OPENS. WIND BLOWING)
BLACK DOG: Rum, boy. Glass of double rum.
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir. Rum, sir.
(SFX: DOOR CLOSE. WIND STOPS)
BLACK DOG: Well. This here is a quiet cove, for certain. Much company,
Mate?
JIM HAWKINS: No, sir. Not much, sir.
BLACK DOG: Ah, who be the owner here?
JIM HAWKINS: My mother. She… she’s gone into town, sir.
BLACK DOG: Oh. You’re all alone, eh? What’s yer name?
JIM HAWKINS: Jim Hawkins, sir.
BLACK DOG: Mm. Tell me Jim. You ever notice a seafaring man in this here
grog shop? Name of Bones, mate. Captain William Bones.
JIM HAWKINS: Bones, sir?
BLACK DOG: No matter, boy, no matter. Just fill up the glass.
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OLDER JIM: He drank, threw me a coin and left the Inn. When I was sure he
was gone, I dashed up the stairs.
JIM HAWKINS: And then he asked for you, Captain. By name, sir. Captain
William Bones.
CAPT BILLY BONES: What sort of man, Jim? A one-legged man?
JIM HAWKINS: No, but he had a terrible scar on his face.
CAPT BILLY BONES: Black Dog. When ya sees Black Dog, boy, you can be
sure the man with the one leg ain’t far off. Rum, Jim. Fetch me rum.
JIM HAWKINS: But I can’t sir. I promised Dr. Livesey.
(SFX: BILLY BONES GETS UP AND STAGGERS AROUND)
CAPT BILLY BONES: Come on, boy. I said rum.
JIM HAWKINS: But you know what he told you. He said it would kill you.
CAPT BILLY BONES: Rum for the blood, boy. I got to get me strength again.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: I dared not leave the Inn, yet I couldn’t stand there watching the old
captain die before my eyes. I had to go for Dr. Livesey. I ran to the
door, but as I flung it open, a man loomed up before me. Before I
could move, his fingers like iron closed on my wrist.
OLD PEW: (MENACINGLY) Now then, boy. Take me to Captain Billy Bones
or I’ll break your arm.
OLDER JIM: The man was blind. In his free hand he carried a knobby stick,
lifted now as if ready to strike. I led him across the room, but Captain
Bones scarcely raised his eyes. He just sat there as if in a trance.
JIM HAWKINS: This is Captain Bones, sir.
OLD PEW: It’s a friend come a callin’, Bill. It’s Pew. Pew, with a gift from yer
old shipmates.
CAPT BILLY BONES: Blind Pew.
OLDER JIM: He dropped a piece of paper on the table. Then he grinned, and
with no further word, found his way alone out of the door.
(SFX: DOOR CLOSE)
OLDER JIM: On the scrap of paper was a black spot. And two words.
CAPT BILLY BONES: “Until dark,” it says, Jim. The Block Spot. “Until dark.”
JIM HAWKINS: But… I… I don’t know what you mean.
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CAPT BILLY BONES: They won’t get it out of me. What’s rightful mine is
mine. Give me yer hand, mate. We’ll do that one legged man yet.
Help me, Jim. Back to my room. (FADING AWAY) Help me.
OLDER JIM: Shaking and gasping, he opened an old sea chest. Then, with a
knife, he slit the lining of the cover. From it he took a map. He
staggered back to the stairs, but he never reached them.
(SFX: FOOTSTEPS STUMBLING. BODY FALLS)
JIM HAWKINS: Captain!
CAPT BILLY BONES: I’m done, young Jim. Bring help, boy.
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir. Right away.
CAPT BILLY BONES: Wait. Take the map. Keep the map. They may be back
for it. But not a word about it, hear?
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir.
CAPT BILLY BONES: Good boy. No mention of the map, and I’ll go shares
with yeh. Skip now, Matey 2 . And fast.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: It was dark when I returned to the Inn with Squire Trelawney and
Dr. Livesey. The place had been ransacked. We found Captain
Bones on the stairs. He was dead.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well, Livesey? What’s your verdict?
DR. LIVESEY: He wasn’t killed, Squire. He died of shock, or rum.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: I wonder now what those rascals wanted out of him.
JIM HAWKINS: I… I think I can tell you, sir. Now that he’s dead. It… it was
this, sir.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Bless my soul, Jim, it’s a map. Odds, my life, look
what it says, Doctor. Flint’s map!
DR. LIVESEY: Flint? Flint, the pirate?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: How’d you come by that?
JIM HAWKINS: He gave it to me, sir. He… he said we’d share.
DR. LIVESEY: Share what, Jim?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Pirate Treasure, Livesey! Flint’s gold!
DR. LIVESEY: Oh, come now, Squire…
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Mate - The word mate comes from the word meat, and originally meant people who shared food. Later it came to
be known as a companion. Mate was also the title of an officer aboard naval and merchant ships. The mate oversaw
the sailors, ensuring that the captain's orders were carried out. He also was responsible for stowing cargo and
organizing the crew's work.
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SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Why everybody knows of the ships that he plundered.
But our departed friend seems to be he only one who knew where the
treasure’s been hid. So that’s what the scoundrels wanted. The map of
Flint’s Treasure Island. Ho-ho, you’re a trump, Jim Hawkins. Mark
my words, you will share.
DR. LIVESEY: Listen to this, Jim. “Spyglass hill,” it says, “bearing southsoutheast to finger trunk tree, then stew cable south…
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Go on. Go on, man. Go on, go on, go on.
DR. LIVESEY: There, to larboard, due North east to foot of white crag. Ten
paces East… a chest of 700,000 pounds!
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Bless my soul! Bless my soul! Why with favorable
winds and a crew like this, we’ll have Flint’s gold within the year.
And the two of you are coming with me. I’ll fit out a ship, I’ll…
DR. LIVESEY: You’ll speak for yourself, Squire. I have a practice.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Hang your practice. You think I’d go to sea without a
ship’s doctor?
DR. LIVESEY: Furthermore, you assume this map is authentic.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Assume, do I? Then, why were those ruffians here?
And why is Captain Bones dead? Tell the truth, Livesey. Ho ho,
you’re as frightened as a rabbit.
DR. LIVESEY: There’s only one man I’m afraid of.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Name the dog. Name him.
DR. LIVESEY: You. You can’t hold your tongue.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Blast you. I’ll be as silent as the grave. And I’ll off to
Bristol in the morning.
DR. LIVESEY: You know, Jim, I believe he means it.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: I’ll find a ship in Bristol, and then you and Jim can join
me. You’ll make a famous Cabin Boy, Jim. I’ll see to that.
DR. LIVESEY: Ah, his mother may have something to say about that.
JIM HAWKINS: She’d listen to you, sir. If… if she knew you were going.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: To be sure he’s going. I’ll wager my wig on it.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: Squire Trelawney kept his wig. I was still in a delirium of joy
when I found myself, many days later, on the walls of Bristol. At my
side was Dr. Livesey, and standing before us with all the brass of the
Lord Admiral himself, Squire Trelawney.
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(SFX: DOCK WORKERS)
DR. LIVESEY: Well, we’re here, Squire. (LAUGHING TO HIMSLEF) Fools
that we are.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Look out there on the bay.
DR. LIVESEY: Hm?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: There she rides, gentlemen.
JIM HAWKINS: A ship! You’ve got a ship!
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Three masts, square rigged. With the name,
HISPANIOLA.
JIM HAWKINS: Hispaniola.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh, she’ll bring back all the pirate gold that we can put
aboard her.
DR. LIVESEY: No talk of treasure, I beg you. Not in a public place.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh, no, no, no. To be sure. Mum’s the word. Mum’s
the word.
DR. LIVESEY: Well. When do we go aboard?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well, you better ask Captain Smollett. Five days, he’s
been selecting a crew. Heh. Five days.
DR. LIVESEY: Cautious, huh?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Outrageous, eh? When I threatened to step in he told
me to hire a sea cook. So, I bet you, I did.
DR. LIVESEY: A chef from Paris, I presume.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh, none of your little jokes, Livesey. Fellow by the
name of Long John Silver. I didn’t waste good time pouring over his
credentials either. All I needed was a taste of his ham and his buttered
eggs. That’s his own Tavern there, over yonder.
JIM HAWKINS: The Spy-glass Inn.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Follow us, Livesey, and judge for yourself.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: It was then I had my first sight of Long John Silver. A great bulk
of a man, brown and leathery from years at sea. But he did not move
quickly, and when he came from the side room, I saw why. He right
leg was gone. He walked on a peg with a crutch and suddenly I heard
the voice of Captain Bones again.
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CAPT BILLY BONES: (ECHO) What sort of man, Jim? Was it a one-legged
man?
OLDER JIM: But if my fears were immediate, they were as quickly dispelled by
the cheery greeting in a friendly manner by Long John Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Top of the morning to ye, gentlemen. Sit ye down, if
you kindly will. For you, Squire, kidney pie. Piping hot.
(SFX: SILVERWARE AND PLATES)
LONG JOHN SILVER: And this be for Dr. Livesey.
DR. LIVESEY: You know my name?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Squire’s told me that much about the two of you, it
comes naturally to. And this’ll be young master Hawkins.
(SFX: PUTTING PLATE DOWN)
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Hawkins. Proper seafaring name, it is.
DR. LIVESEY: You eh… you run your house well, my man. It isn’t often I see
fruit in a tavern.
LONG JOHN SILVER: It’s a rule of health. Which same I learned while sailing
under the Immortal Stanley, God rest his soul.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: You hear that? Under Admiral Stanley.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye, you’re honor. Quibber and Bay. You favor the
Admiral yourself, Squire, if I may say so.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: (CHUCKLES MODESTLY)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Why you and him could make up your mind like that.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh, do I now?
LONG JOHN SILVER: I noticed it afore, too. Wouldn’t surprise me none to
hear you say, “Heave up the anchor, lads. We sails on the hour.”
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Yes, but we can’t sail without a crew, Mr. Silver.
Heh? You’d think there wasn’t an honest seaman found in all Bristol.
LONG JOHN SILVER: I begs to differ, sir, if I may make so bold. Why, there’s
a full cargo of my old shipmates become right here in town. Sound
men inside, yer honor. If some were scarred in the services of
England, then them with no pin pensions, neither.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Could they be had at short notice? Say, eh… twenty of
‘em?
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LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye, sir. But they not be pretty enough for the modern
taste, sir.
DR. LIVESEY: And just what does that mean?
LONG JOHN SILVER: It means, sir, that the beauty of their youth is faded, in
the giving of themself to their king and country.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Appearances be hanged. Bring in a crew come
sundown, and I, for one, will be greatly obliged.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Well sir, I will say this, sir. I knows every seaman in
these parts like the palm of my hand.
JIM HAWKINS: Excuse me, Mr. Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye, master Hawkins?
JIM HAWKINS: Did… did you ever know Captain Billy Bones?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Bones? Billy Bones? What ship did he sail on, Matey?
JIM HAWKINS: He… he was a pirate. I think.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Lord love ye, lad. Them has sailed with the Admiral had
no speaking acquaintance with pirates. Aye, look at the lad, Squire,
and Doctor, sir. The spittin’ image of myself when I was his age.
Head full of pirates. But he’ll find that the sea be mostly hard work.
And the biggest satisfaction a man gets is doin’ his duty. And now,
beggin’ your pardon, sirs, I suggest you fill up while the vittles is still
hot.
OLDER JIM: And there was no doubt about it. Long John Silver was the finest
cook who ever sailed the Seven Seas. When the meal was over, the
Squire was all for taking us aboard the HISPANIOLA. But Mr. Silver
had a different thought.
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN)
LONG JOHN SILVER: I’ve been thinking, Squire. Could you spare me the
services of Master Hawkins, just for today, I mean?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: What on earth do you…
LONG JOHN SILVER: I’ve more on my hands putting the Inn ship-shape for the
new owner, sir. And there’s the crew you’ve asked me to….
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh yes. To be sure. Stay here, Jim. And lend him a
hand.
JIM HAWKINS: But… but sir.
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SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: This way, Dr. Livesey. Don’t worry, Jim. We’ll be
back for you before night. (EXITS)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Now then, lad? Suppose you comes with me into the
galley. We can talk free there. Each to the other.
CAPT. FLINT: Pieces of eight. Pieces of eight. (CONTINUES LAUGHING
AND WARBLING)
JIM HAWKINS: Why… why that’s a parrot in there.
LONG JOHN SILVER: And an evil-minded bird she be. Belay 3 , you old
bumbo 4 , belay!
CAPT. FLINT: Awk. Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight!
LONG JOHN SILVER: I said, Belay!
CAPT. FLINT: Dead men tell no tales.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Swearing blue fire in front of a gentleman.
JIM HAWKINS: Is… is she yours?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye, lad. Captain Flint, I calls her. After the famous
buccaneer. T’was the pirates who taught her how to swear. If you
want to know about pirates, Jim, ask Captain Flint. Only I’ll wager as
how you can’t make her to talk. Go on, lad. Try.
JIM HAWKINS: Pirates, Captain Flint. Pirates.
CAPT. FLINT: Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Awk.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You did it! You made her talk. Strike me down. Smart
as paint, you are.
(AS CAPT. FLINT: CONTINUES TO SQUAK AND TALK)
JIM HAWKINS: Mr. Silver. Look. There, out the window.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye, lad?
JIM HAWKINS: That man, there on the key.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Be, eh… be someone you know?
JIM HAWKINS: Black Dog. He… he’s a pirate. I know he is.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Pirate? Don’t leave, Matey. I’ll call all hands and run
him down.
CAPT. FLINT: (SQUAKS AND TALKS) Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight!
3
Belay – A Nautical term meaning to secure or make fast (a rope, for example) by winding on a cleat or pin. From
that, it was also used in the imperative form as an order to stop:
4
Bumbo (also known as Bombo or Bumboo) Bumbo was a mixture of rum, water, sugar, and nutmeg and favored
among West Indians as well as buccaneers and pirates.
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JIM HAWKINS: Hurry please. Don’t let him get away.
(MUSIC BEGINS)
LONG JOHN SILVER: There be a pirate, young lad says! Do your duty, men!
SAILORS COMMOTION
OLDER JIM: The men left the tap room. Through the window I saw them hail
Black Dog. He turned quickly and ran, the others after him. But I
could not help thinking that… that they were letting him escape.
LONG JOHN SILVER: (APPROACHING) He got away, lad. Too quick, he
was. A pirate, eh? What was he doing here, I wonder.
CAPT. FLINT: (SQAWKS)
JIM HAWKINS: I… don’t know.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Black Dog, eh?
CAPT. FLINT: (SQAWKS IN BACKGROUND) Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight!
LONG JOHN SILVER: Black Dog. I’ll black dog him.
JIM HAWKINS: That… that’s a pistol.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye, and all loaded, Matey. Here. Feel the balance
JIM HAWKINS: Gee. It’s a fine pistol, Mr. Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Mind the trigger guard. Solid silver. Special made for
Admiral Stanley, who gave it to me, rest him, for loyal and
conspickius service. You think you could shoot it?
JIM HAWKINS: Oh, yes sir!
LONG JOHN SILVER: I might have known. Smart as paint, just like I said. Put
the pistol in your pocket, boy. And if you capture lights on that there
Black Dog, repel boarders.
CAPT. FLINT: (LAUGHS) Pieces of eight. Pieces of eight.
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You see, I knows a lad I can trust whilst I’m out doing
my duty by the Squire.
JIM HAWKINS: You’re leaving?
LONG JOHN SILVER: And when I comes back, I’ll have a crew. And you’ll
have a sidearm.
JIM HAWKINS: You mean, to keep?
LONG JOHN SILVER: That’s my meaning, Matey. Now. Be we shipmates?
JIM HAWKINS: Shipmates.
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LONG JOHN SILVER: It’s a fine bold shake of the hand you’ve got Master
Hawkins. Clear sailing, Matey.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: He could move amazingly fast, wooden leg and all. As I watched
him striding down the street, I wondered if in all England there was a
boy half so fortunate. Out in the harbor rode the good ship
HISPANIOLA. Our voyage, buried treasure with Long John Silver,
friend. That afternoon. Dr. Livesey took me out to the ship. And
then, at sundown, Long John Silver came aboard. He had kept his
word and brought a crew.
(SAILORS COMMOTION)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Like I said, Squire, they ain’t pretty. But they knows the
sea. Line up, chums. So’s he can look you over.
(SAILORS COMMOTION)
OLDER JIM: Oh, they were an ugly lot, all right. Captain Smollett wanted no
part of them. But the Squire insisted and every man of them was
signed aboard. And then the Captain asked the Squire and Dr.
Livesey to step into his cabin.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: I’ll speak plain, gentlemen. I don’t like this cruise and I
don’t like the men.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well, possibly, sir, you don’t like your employer
either.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: We need trustworthy crew. Not one recruited out of the
muck by a ship’s cook.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: The ship’s cook was acting under my orders.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: And is the cook responsible for the ship’s safety?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well… well… eh, I must say…
DR. LIVESEY: Captain Smollett, we are all concerned with the ship’s safety,
now. Now what do you propose?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: The whereabouts of any treasure map to be kept strictly
secret… even from myself and my mate, Mr. Arrow. The firearms
removed from the forward hold and stored aft, here.
DR. LIVESEY: Surely, you don’t anticipate mutiny?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Well, if I did, I wouldn’t put out to sea at all.
DR. LIVESEY: Oh.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Well, Trelawney?
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SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Anything. If it’ll get us out to sea.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Agreed, men. You’ll find, gentlemen, that I’ll do my duty.
I can vouch for Mr. Arrow, my mate, and the five men I had
previously signed.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: And when can we sail?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: We should be ready by midnight.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh, very well. Come on, Livesey.
(SCENE CHANGE)
(SFX: MEN COMMOTION. SAWS AND CONSTRUCTION)
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Hang it all, man, why did you take the fellows part?
DR. LIVESEY: Because I think our Captain’s a very conscientious man.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well, I find his conduct… un-English. Downright unEnglish!
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: That night, in the full of the moon, the HISPANIOLA bellied out to
the wind. Our voyage had begun. I stood, watching the lights of
Bristol disappear, and then I was aware that someone had lowered a
hand down on my shoulder.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Look hard, Jim Hawkins. It’s many a day afore you see
Bristol Harbor again. And you’ll see other sights, Matey. Things
you’ll never forget so long as you be alive.
(MUSIC ENDS)
(APPLAUSE)
ANNOUNCER: In just a few moments, our stars will return with Act II of
“Treasure Island.” Here’s our producer, Mr. Keighley.
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Act II of “Treasure Island,” starring James Mason as
Long John Silver, Bobby Driscoll as Jim Hawkins, and Nigel Bruce as
Squire Trelawney.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: We’d been at sea for almost a month without incident, until one
afternoon Captain Smollett had reason to call all hands on deck. Mr.
Arrow, the mate, had found a pistol on one of the seamen.
(SAILORS COMMOTION)
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Since this is a first offense, I shall let it go unpunished. But
let it happen again, and the penalty will be fifteen lashes. Crew
dismissed, Mr. Arrow.
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(SAILORS DISPERSE)
OLDER JIM: If one man was guilty, I was no less so. But I had a friend to turn
to—Long John Silver.
JIM HAWKINS: So… so I’ll have to turn in my pistol, too, won’t I.
CAPT. FLINT: (SQUAKING AND TALKING IN THE BACKGROUND) Awk.
Belay…. Make them walk the plank. Make them walk the plank.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Here now, here. It’d go hard with Long John if you was
to turn it in now.
JIM HAWKINS: But why?
CAPT. FLINT: (IN BACKGROUND) Pieces of eight. Pieces of eight.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Well… He’s a Captain with a suspicious turn of mind,
and here I am handing out firearms to an able bodied seaman like
yourself.
CAPT. FLINT: Awk. (MAKING OTHER BIRD SOUNDS) Pieces of eight.
Pieces of eight.
JIM HAWKINS: I’d do no harm with it.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Would you keep it out of sight?
JIM HAWKINS: Oh, yes. Always.
(SAILORS BEGIN ARRIVING)
CAPT. FLINT: (BACKGROUND) Make them walk the plank. Make them walk
the plank.
LONG JOHN SILVER: And you ain’t give in to no rum drinking neither, are
you?
JIM HAWKINS: Oh, no sir.
LONG JOHN SILVER: No quarrelsome, neither. So’s my advice, Jim Hawkins,
is keep the pistol, and no harm to nobody.
JIM HAWKINS: Whatever you say. I’ll do it.
LONG JOHN SILVER: That’s a good boy.
GEORGE MERREY: (APPROACHING) Fifteen lashes. Just cause I want to
protect myself.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Avast 5 ! It’s time you learned, George Merry, just who is
Captain, and who gives the orders.
GEORGE MERREY: A Captain it was. A Captain wouldn’t have the might
around, sticking his nose into foc’sle business.
5
Avast - Used as a command to stop or cease
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LONG JOHN SILVER: You lay a finger on Mr. Arrow and you’ll answer to me,
George. Personal! Mr. Arrow be a friend of Long John Silver. And I
plans to take care of him. Be that clear to you mates?
(MEN REACT)
JIM HAWKINS: They’ll obey you, John. Even before Mr. Arrow, I guess.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Was you and me worth our salt, Matey, we’d think out
of a way to sweeten Mr. Arrow’s disposition. Like, eh… something
special for his supper. A plum pudding, maybe, for a cold stormy
night.
JIM HAWKINS: Stormy night?
LONG JOHN SILVER: She’s clouding up, Jim. We’ll rock proper, come
evening. Only plum duck ain’t no better than bilge water without
rum.
JIM HAWKINS: Can’t you get rum for cooking?
LONG JOHN SILVER: And have Captain suspect me of sneaking double grog?
JIM HAWKINS: Why don’t I ask Squire for some?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Without Captain knowing?
JIM HAWKINS: I’m sure I could.
(MUSIC BEGINS)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Blow me down. You’re a good’n, Jim. I seen that from
the start. Get the rum, boy. Bring it here…
(FADE OUT)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(SFX: WIND BLOWING)
OLDER JIM: We ran into weather that night, just as Long John said we would.
The crew in the foc’sle 6 were slow to change watch. Mr. Arrow came
below to rouse them out.
MR. ARROW: Starboard watch on deck. Lively now! Starboard watch on deck!
(MEN COMMOTION)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Mr. Arrow? Could you spare me a moment, sir?
MR. ARROW: Well?
6
The forecastle of a ship, commonly seen spelled as foc'sle to reflect the truncated pronunciation used by mariners,
is the area where sailors sleep and congregate while off duty. The foc'sle is located in the forward part of the ship,
also called the bow, and in front of the main mast. The foc'sle serves as accommodations for regular sailors, while
officers of the ship are housed in other areas.
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LONG JOHN SILVER: If you’ll step in the galley, sir. Plum duck. Made special
for you, sir.
MR. ARROW: I’m obliged, Mr. Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Then have your fill, sir. And this here bottle is what
gives it its flavor.
(SFX: REMOVING CORK FROM BOTTLE)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Half full, it is, so sweetened, it’s said, to suit your tastes.
Aye, sir. To suit your tastes.
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN)
(SFX: WIND BLOWING)
(SFX: THUNDER CRASH)
OLDER JIM: The bottle of rum was empty when Mr. Arrow went up on deck.
(SFX: THUNDER)
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN)
OLDER JIM: By morning, the storm was over. It was Squire Trelawney who
told me the news.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: A tragedy, Jim. A tragedy. A great tragedy.
JIM HAWKINS: Squire, what happened?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Mr. Arrow, last night in the storm, apparently was
washed overboard.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: The HISPANIOLA sailed on. And even I began to wonder if this
long voyage would ever end. It was a sailor named Gray, one of the
six recruited by Captain Smollett, who gave me hope.
GRAY: Ah, don’t fret, boy. We’ll sight land soon. The signs have come.
JIM HAWKINS: What signs, Mr. Gray?
GRAY: For one thing, the crew’s turned quarrelsome. Then the beer’s all gone.
And water kegs crawling. Sure signs, boy, of a landfall.
JIM HAWKINS: But there’s still some apples left in the barrel.
GRAY: Well, when the last one’s ate, we’ll sight land for sure.
JIM HAWKINS: Then I’m going below and eat them all. (EXITS)
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OLDER JIM: I went below to the apple barrel. It was a huge barrel, and being
almost empty, I found I had to climb in to get at the few that were left.
A moment later I heard voices—the crew—and among them, Long
John Silver.
CAPT. FLINT: Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Make them walk the plank!
Make them walk the plank! Awk!
LONG JOHN SILVER: So you’ve got something to tell us, Mr. Merrey. Well?
Belay your thoughts.
GEORGE MERREY: We can take the ship right now, what are we waiting for?
PIRATE: Aye, since me and Hans joined you, the only ones on the Captain’s side
is Gray, and Joyce and Hunter.
GEORGE MERREY: And I say cut their throats.
LONG JOHN SILVER: And I say there’ll be no killing till I gives the word.
PIRATE: You’re growin soft, John. When we was with Flint, you was all cut and
rip.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You thickheaded swab 7 . Who got rid of Arrow so quiet
no one suspected? Not even young Hawkins who brought me the rum
for the job. And who’ll get you the firearms the same way, when the
time comes?
HANS: All we want to know is what we’re waiting for.
LONG JOHN SILVER: We’re waiting… while the first rate seaman, Captain
Smollet, sails this here bum boat to our destination. We can steer a
course, but who’s to set one? Such being the case, you waits till I
give the signal.
GEORGE MERREY: Eatin’ foc’sle grub while them in cabins has meat and wine
and rum…
LONG JOHN SILVER: When a thirst be upon you, George Merry, bite into an
apple real savage. I’ve a mind to chew one now, meself.
HANS: There be the barrel, John. But you got to reach for ‘em now.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You just drop a knife on one, Mr. Hans, and plucks it
out.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: I heard his knife slip out of the sheath. I saw the blade poised over
me. But it never descended. On deck, Mr. Gray had sighted land.
7
Swab - A mop made from rope used to clean the deck. It is also an insult intended to show contempt for a crude,
ignorant person.
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GRAY: LAND HO!!
(CREW CHEERS AND ECHOS “Land Ho!”)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
OLDER JIM: I climbed, shaking, from the barrel, and ran to Captain Smollett’s
cabin. To him, the Squire, and Dr. Livesey, I told what I had
overheard.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Long John Silver. I just can’t believe it. I never
questioned his loyalty. Captain Smollett, sir? I’m a fool.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Ah, no more than I, Squire. Well, it appears there’s
precious few of us now. I make it eight of us against twenty of them.
DR. LIVESEY: But you forget Jim Hawkins, sir?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Nine of us, then.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: We have all of the firearms. Can’t we surprise them?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: That’s my plan, once we get them all ashore. As I see it,
they’ll not make their move until we’ve found the treasure.
Meanwhile, give them no cause for alarm. Jim, you’ve brought us
this warning. I wonder can you do it a second time?
DR. LIVESEY: Could you keep your ears open, lad. Stay friends with Silver.
JIM HAWKINS: Stay friends with… with him, sir?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well, can you, boy?
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir. I’ll stay friends with him.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Good lad. Well, I’d best call all hands and see about an
anchorage.
(MUSIC)
(SAILORS COMMOTION)
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Now then. Have any of you ever seen that island before?
(SAILORS REACT THAT THEY DON’T)
LONG JOHN SILVER: I has, sir. I was cook once on a trader as watered here.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Do you remember the anchorage, Mr. Silver?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Yonder, sir. There, in that inlet. You give me a strong
pull with the long-boat, and I’ll guide this ship in like a lamb.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Good. Stand by to drop anchor and lower the boat. Any
questions?
JIM HAWKINS: If you please, sir. Could I go along with Mr. Silver?
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CAPT. SMOLLETT: Well, Mr. Silver?
LONG JOHN SILVER: I’d be that happy to take him, sir. Young Hawkins could
try his hand on the tiller.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Permission granted.
(MEN COMMOTION)
CAPT. SMOLLETT: You did well, Jim.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well, what did he mean about guiding the ship?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: The long-boat will tow us into anchorage. Silver will need
most of the crew to man the oars. Those that remain aboard ship, will
be our prisoners.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Yes, but what if they rush us first?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: That, Squire, is the chance we’ll have to take. Find Silver,
Jim. Stay close to him, boy. And good luck.
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir.
(MUSIC)
(SFX: OARS ROWING)
OLDER JIM: An hour later, the long-boat was in the water, pulling the
HISPANIOLA closer and closer to the shore. Whenever I could, I
looked behind, trying to catch a glimpse of what was going on on
board.
LONG JOHN SILVER: The man at the tiller, Master Hawkins, keeps his eye on
the shore.
JIM HAWKINS: Yes, sir.
GEORGE MERREY: Sand belly, John!
LONG JOHN SILVER: Lift your oars! (PAUSE, THEN CALLING) Drop your
anchor, Captain, sir! This here’s your spot!
OLDER JIM: I heard the splash of the anchor behind us, followed almost at once
by shouts of warning by Captain Smollett.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: (FROM THE DISTANCE) On your guard, men! They
draw knives!
PIRATE: What’s he yellin’ about?
LONG JOHN SILVER: That fool. That fool, George Merry. Didn’t wait for my
signal.
(SFX: 2 GUNSHOTS)
LONG JOHN SILVER: We’re in for it now, boys. Point for the shore.
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CAPT. SMOLLETT: (CALLING FROM SHIP) Turn about and come along.
Surrender your men or I’ll shoot!
LONG JOHN SILVER: With young Master Hawkins at my sides? Fire that
musket and I’ll cut his throat! Merry? You blundering squid, can you
hear me?
GEORGE MERREY: Aye! I hears you! Them shots was just a warn.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Then lie low till a treaty be made. And this time follow
orders.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: You dare to hold that boy, and I’ll have you…
LONG JOHN SILVER: (INTERRUPTING) Begging your pardon, sir. I ain’t
finished with what I got to say. I’ll give you one hour to send a boat
ashore with Flint’s map and give yourself up to Mr. Merry. So be it,
if you want to see young Hawkins alive.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: (CALLING FROM SHIP) Do what he says, Jim!
We’ll save you!
LONG JOHN SILVER: (WHISPERING TO JIM) Don’t take it so hard, Matey.
Why, it’s lucky you come along with old John, here. Or he’d of had
nothing to bargain with.
JIM HAWKINS: Let go of me.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Why, I even puts my knife away. There now, see?
(SFX: WATER SPLASH)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Come back here, you! After him, you swabs!
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: I had jumped into the shallow water and struggled for shore. It was
heavily wooded beyond the beach, but how long I could elude them, I
didn’t know. I could hear them crashing through the brush after me.
But gradually the sound of my pursuers grew distant. They’d gone
inland, and later a wisp of far off smoke revealed they were making
camp. As I turned for the shore, something sprang at me from the
bushes with the figure of a nightmare. I drew the pistol Silver had
given me and…
BEN GUNN: NO! No! Don’t shoot! Don’t! I’m poor Ben Gunn, I am. You
wouldn’t harm poor Ben Gunn.
OLDER JIM: Out of my terror, I saw a human being—scrawny, long-haired, and
bearded. His bones covered with pieces of tattered canvas. He was
on his knees, now, imploringly.
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BEN GUNN: It’s just me. Poor old Ben Gunn, what hasn’t spoke to a Christian
these five years now.
JIM HAWKINS: Five years? Were… were you shipwrecked?
BEN GUNN: Nay, mate. Marooned 8 . Tell me. That ship. Would that be Flint’s
ship?
JIM HAWKINS: No, Flint’s dead.
BEN GUNN: But I seen his men. I seen them come ashore.
JIM HAWKINS: Some are Flint’s men, but they got aboard by trick.
BEN GUNN: Aye. But is there, among them, a man with one leg?
JIM HAWKINS: Long John Silver. And I hate him.
BEN GUNN: Oh, he’s come back. I’m as good as dead. It was him has marooned
me. What be yer tack now, young master?
JIM HAWKINS: Well, if… if you could help me row a long boat…
BEN GUNN: Boat, says you? Ben Gunn’s your man, says I. What might you
call yourself, Mate?
JIM HAWKINS: Jim.
BEN GUNN: Well now, Jim, (FADING OFF) You just follow Ben Gunn.
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN)
(SFX: WAVES)
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Not the sign of anyone on the beach, Squire. Not that I can
see.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: I pray God the boy’s still alive.
DR. LIVESEY: What about the stockade at the end of the cove? It appears
empty. And without arms, I’m sure those cutthroats went in…
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Behind that stockade? We’d stand a chance of
rescuing young Hawkins.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Precisely. We’ll leave two men aboard. There’s no way
our prisoners can reach the deck, two men will suffice. We’ll load the
jolly-boat 9 with supplies and come back and forth to relieve the
guards.
8
Pirates used marooning as an act of punishment. A transgressor of their codes would be stripped and left upon an
isolated island with only a few supplies, if any at all. Most transgressors preferred a quick death to marooning, for it
could mean starvation or worse, isolation for years, until rescue or death.
9
A Jolly-boat (or long-boat) is ship's small boat (usually rowed by 4 or 6 oars) used by a ship's sailors for general
work
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SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Good. Then let’s be at it.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: (CALLING) Stand by, Mr. Gray, to start the jolly-boat.
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN)
(SFX: WAVES)
OLDER JIM: Ben Gunn had led me to a cluster of rocks. Carefully hidden
among them was a tiny boat.
BEN GUNN: Made it with my own hands, I did. Bamboo, Jim. And goat skins.
But first, says I, we’ll see if the coast be clear of Flint’s men.
OLDER JIM: It was then we saw the Jolly-boat heading for shore. They were
coming for me. I’d be saved.
BEN GUNN: Coming ashore, says you. But what might that be, says I. There, on
the ship. Look at it, Jim. Men crawling out of the portholes, climbing
up to the deck.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: It was all too true. The prisoners, trapped aboard in the foc’sle
were escaping through portholes. There were a few shots, and silence.
Then, from the main mast, I saw the skull and crossbones catching the
breeze. Silver’s men had taken over our ship. By now, our friends on
the jolly-boat had reached the shore and rushed for the safety of the
stockade. Meanwhile, Silver had led the men on shore back to the
beach, back to the long-boat, out of range of the stockade.
Unmolested, they were making their way to the ship.
JIM HAWKINS: Now that they have the ship, they have everything. Everything
but the map.
BEN GUNN: Map, says you? What map?
JIM HAWKINS: Never mind. Come along, Ben.
BEN GUNN: No.
JIM HAWKINS: My friends won’t harm you. I promise.
BEN GUNN: If your Captain wants to see Ben Gunn, tell him to come tonight—
alone—to the top of the Spy-glass Hill.
(MUSIC BEGINS)
BEN GUNN: And tell him this. Them as hides, can find. And them as finds, can
hide.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
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OLDER JIM: In the stockade, I was welcomed as one returned from the dead. I
told them at once of my meeting with Ben Gunn.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: And what’s your opinion, lad? You think this
creature’s sane?
JIM HAWKINS: I… I think he is, Squire.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Then why would he want you to come after dark,
Captain Smollett?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Safety, of course.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: (GRUNTS) Hm.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: And right now we may expect visitors ourselves.
GRAY: They’re coming from the ship, Captain.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: (TO GRAY) Aye. The long-boats full of them. (TO JIM)
Can you load a gun, Jim?
JIM HAWKINS: Yes sir. I… I think so.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Let them come, by Jove. They’ll find us ready for
them.
GRAY: It’s Silver, sir, with a flag of truce.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Truce, eh? Take your positions, men. I’ll see what he
wants. Open the gate Mr. Gray.
GRAY: Aye, sir.
(SFX: GATE OPENS)
(SFX: FOOTSTEPS)
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Now close it. And shoot with the first false move.
LONG JOHN SILVER: (CALLING FROM OFF) Flag of truce, Captain, sir.
Flag of truce.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: And what does that mean, Mister Silver?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Captain Silver, to come aboard, sir, and make terms!
SQUIRE SMOLLETT: Captain Silver? Who’s he?
LONG JOHN SILVER: It’s me, sir! (APPROACHING) Those poor lads yonder
have chosen me as their Captain, sir. After your desertion of the ship.
(CALLING TO HIS MEN) Stay under cover, lads, and wait for me!
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Open the gate, Mr. Gray.
(SFX: GATE OPENS)
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LONG JOHN SILVER: You’ll have patience, Captain, sir. Seeing as how I
makes me way on but one pin and a crutch.
(SFX: GATE CLOSES)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye. A sweet pretty place you have here, to be sure.
And there’s Jim! How be my little Matey, eh?
JIM HAWKINS: I’ve nothing to say to you.
LONG JOHN SILVER: And Squire, and Doctor. Well, since the long and the
short of it is this. I has the ship, I has the men, I has the armaments.
Only what I ain’t got be Flint’s map. So here be my terms. You give
us that there map, and you can keep your lives. We'll divide the stores
and I'll gives you me affy-davy, to stop the first ship I sees and send it
here to pick you up.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: Your word, Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Handsomer you couldn't ask for.
SQUIRE SMOLLETT: Then here are my terms. If you come here, one by one,
unarmed, I'll clap you all in irons and take you home to stand fair trial.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well spoken, Captain Smollett. Now listen to me,
John Silver. You can’t find the treasure. You can’t sail the ship. And
your cowardly scum can’t fight. So get out of here! Double quick!
(MUSIC)
LONG JOHN SILVER: So be it, Captain. And Squire, so be it. But before an
hour’s out, you’ll be begging help from me. And them what die, will
be the lucky ones.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(APPLAUSE)
ANNOUNCER: After a brief intermission, we’ll resume with Act III
of “Treasure Island”
(MUSIC: “LUX THEME”)
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: The curtain rises on Act III of “Treasure Island,”
starring James Mason as Long John Silver, Bobby Driscoll as Jim
Hawkins, and Nigel Bruce as Squire Trelawney.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: Long John Silver and his men attacked us immediately, but the
stout logs of the stockade held and we drove them off. Though not
without cost. Joyce, one of the loyal sailors, lay dead. And Captain
Smollett, wounded. Never before were we so grateful for Dr.
Livesey.
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(SFX: CRICKTS)
DR. LIVESEY: The Captain’s asleep. He’ll be all right in a few days.
JIM HAWKINS: Do… do you think they’ll attack again tonight, sir?
DR. LIVESEY: I… I don’t know, Jim. Hard to foresee the end of this.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Yes, it’s true enough, lad. Therefore, I want you to
have the treasure map. It’s yours, by rights, you know.
JIM HAWKINS: If that’s your wish, Squire.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: And if the worst comes to the worst, don’t hesitate to
buy your life with it. (WITH BRAVADO) But they won’t drive us
out of here in a hurry.
DR. LIVESEY: Well, they may not even try to, Squire.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Eh, what’s that? Why not?
DR. LIVESEY: Well, with the high tide, they can bring the ship in closer to shore.
And once within cannon range, why, they could level this fort…
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh, by Jove, so they could. If John Silver thinks of it.
Blast him.
DR. LIVESEY: And they’ve got all the boats. Otherwise, I’d try to get to the ship
and cut the anchor rope.
JIM HAWKINS: But we can’t stay here in the stockade.
DR. LIVESEY: Jim! Jim, you spoke of Ben Gunn and a meeting tonight.
Perhaps he knows of a place where we can hide.
JIM HAWKINS: I’m sure he does, sir. I’m sure he does.
DR. LIVESEY: Ah. Then I’ll go looking for Mr. Gunn within the hour.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: I, too, had a plan. Under cover of darkness, I slipped, unnoticed,
from the stockade and reached the rocks where Ben Gunn kept his
little boat. In my belt was a knife. I paddled silently out to the
HISPANIOLA, climbed to the deck and cut the anchor rope.
HANS: So it be you, young Master Hawkins. Come to join us evil swabs, is it?
OLDER JIM: It was Israel Hans. I struggled with every ounce of strength and
broke away. But as I did, the map of Treasure Island fell from my
shirt.
HANS: Flint’s map! So it was you what had it.
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OLDER JIM: I grabbed it from the deck and leaped for the rigging. I climbed
higher and higher, but Hans was behind me. When I could go no
further, I drew the pistol from my pocket.
JIM HAWKINS: Stay where you are, Mr. Hans!
HANS: Be you got a pistol, Master Hawkins.
JIM HAWKINS: Go down to the deck.
HANS: Just like Silver said, “Smart as paint.” Coming here with me all alone
aboard.
JIM HAWKINS: One more step, Mr. Hans, and… and I’ll blow your brains.
HANS: Jim. Jim. I reckon I'll have to strike a course, which comes hard, you see,
for a master mariner to a ship's younker like you, Jim.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: Suddenly, he grabbed his knife and threw it. There was a great
burst of pain as it pinned my shoulder to the mast. But I pulled the
trigger and the body of Israel Hans hurtled into the sea.
(MUSIC CLIMAXES)
OLDER JIM: I clung to the ropes and pulled out the knife. But for moments
after, I was unable to move. And then I saw that the tide was carrying
the ship towards shore. Somehow, I climbed down and made my way
to the beach.
(MUSIC ENDS)
(SFX: CRICKETS)
JIM HAWKINS: Dr. Livesey. Squire. It’s me, Jim. Open the gates. Please. Dr.
Livesey.
LONG JOHN SILVER: (FROM OFF) Strike me, it’s Matey! It’s Jim!
JIM HAWKINS: Silver.
OLDER JIM: I must have fainted. When my senses returned, I was in the
stockade. My friends were gone, and in their places stood Long John
Silver and his cutthroats. But I made no move to let them know I
could hear their talk.
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN)
(PIRATES COMMOTION)
LONG JOHN SILVER: He’d been bleeding bad. Someone picked him, for
certain.
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GEORGE MERREY: Save me from cuttin’ his throat, the little swab.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Avast, George Merry! Stand clear.
GEORGE MERREY: Avast, is it? Maybe a touch of steel would show Master
Hawkins which side you were on, and some others I could name as
well.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Maybe you think you be Captain here, eh George?
GEORGE MERREY: This here crew would lay a sight more confidence in a
Captain has allowed us our say about our enemy prisoners.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Why you knothead! With him bad hurt they’ll part with
the map to save his life. We’ll hoist another flag of truce and hail the
Doctor.
(MEN COMMOTION)
GEORGE MERREY: Afore this crew takes any more of your orders, we claims
our right of council.
PIRATE: Aye, according to rules.
(MEN CHIME IN: “Yeah!” “Aye” “According to the rules.”)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Then have your council and be hanged!
(MEN REACT)
LONG JOHN SILVER: (WISPERING) Jim. Jim, can you hear me?
JIM HAWKINS: Wh… where’s Dr. Livesey? And the Squire?
LONG JOHN SILVER: They give us the slip, lad, during the night. Now lay
still. You’ll be cared for proper. Old John’ll fetch the Doctor, here.
OLDER JIM: And then, lacking a leg, as he climbed to the top of the stockade,
Long John hung a flag of truce and shouted for Dr. Livesey.
LONG JOHN SILVER: (WHISPERING TO JIM) Don’t fret, boy. They’ll see
that flag. And, ah… speaking of seein’ things, I just been seeing
something meself. The HISPANIOLA, beached on the shore. That
be your doin’, Jim? That be the cause of your hurt?
JIM HAWKINS: Yes. I cut the anchor off.
LONG JOHN SILVER: ‘Tis a real wicked trick, Jim. And was I you, I’d keep
my mouth shut about it.
(PIRATES RETURN)
GEORGE MERREY: We’ve finished council, Mr. Silver. This be for you.
LONG JOHN SILVER: A piece of paper, is it?
GEORGE MERREY: With a spot of black on it.
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LONG JOHN SILVER: And the word, “Deposed.” Wrote, very pretty, George?
GEORGE MERREY: We’re choosin’ our new Captain, and do they vote me in,
I’ll see to it…
LONG JOHN SILVER: There be no voting until the treasure map be disposed of.
Until then, the black spot ain't worth a biscuit.
GEORGE MERREY: Map or no map, we ain’t givin’ up no hostage till we lays
hands on treasure.
(MEN CHIME IN)
LONG JOHN SILVER: And how be ye to find same without the map?
DR. LIVESEY: (CALLING FROM OFF) John… Silver!
PIRATE: It’s him. The Doctor. He’s seen that flag.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Then lay to. All of you.
(MEN DISPERSE)
LONG JOHN SILVER: (CALLING) It’s young Hawkins, sir! He be hurt!
DR. LIVESEY: (CALLING) If Jim’s there, bring him out of the stockade!
LONG JOHN SILVER: If I set you out yonder, Jim, do you give me your affydavy not to slip cable?
JIM HAWKINS: Yes. Word of honor.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Stand by, while I parleys! And a sharp lookout on all
sides.
(MEN COMMOTION)
GEORGE MERREY: My eyes be on a man what’s trying to get a foot in each
camp. And him with only one leg.
(FADE OUT)
OLDER JIM: We met some fifty yards from the stockade. As gently as he could,
the Doctor dressed my wound.
DR. LIVESEY: Taken to knifing boys, eh, Silver?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Not me, sir. Why, if it hadn’t been for Long John,
he’d’ve had his throat cut. He got aboard that HISPANIOLA, sir,
which same he’s gone and beached it.
DR. LIVESEY: He’s what?
JIM HAWKINS: Last night.
DR. LIVESEY: Jim?
JIM HAWKINS: Yes.
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LONG JOHN SILVER: Even so, when I find the lad, half dead, I said to meself,
Long John, you’ve got to save that dear boy.
DR. LIVESEY: Oh. So Captain Silver wants to join us again.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Sir, I’ll be honest and open with you as I always am. I
do. I thinks gold dust of this dear boy. Took to him like pitch, I did.
JIM HAWKINS: You’d’a killed me yourself if you had the map. But you’ll
never get it. I’ll die first.
LONG JOHN SILVER: But I got the map, Jim. Be this the same, or be it not?
(SFX: PAPER RUSTLING)
JIM HAWKINS: Doctor! He’s got it!
LONG JOHN SILVER: Last night, when I picks ye up outside the fort, there the
map be in your shirt. But old John ain’t human, he ain’t. He didn’t
care about saving his little Matey’s life. All he wanted was this here
map.
DR. LIVESEY: And what good’s a treasure without a ship to haul it?
LONG JOHN SILVER: And what good be a ship, sir, if only to haul me to the
hangman? Now… was I to further preserve young Hawkins life, do
you think you could save mine?
DR. LIVESEY: You can save Jim?
LONG JOHN SILVER: I could guard the boy from them there scum. But
they’ll not give up till they sees the treasure dug.
DR. LIVESEY: Hm. I want to speak with the boy alone.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Speak and be welcome. I’ll send off.
(EXITS)
DR. LIVESEY: Jim. Jim, I don’t know how you managed to save us that ship.
JIM HAWKINS: But I lost the map.
DR. LIVESEY: Oh, your safety’s much more important. Now listen. I’ll make a
quick break to draw their fire. And then, before they have time to
reload, start running for the woods.
JIM HAWKINS: The woods, sir?
DR. LIVESEY: Yes. We’re with Ben Gunn. He knows a dozen hiding places.
JIM HAWKINS: No. No, I can’t. I gave Long John my word. They would’a
killed me. They would’a killed me long before if it hadn’t been for
him
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DR. LIVESEY: But Jim. But… you… (RESIGNS) Well, perhaps you’re right.
(CALLING) All right, Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Aye, sir?
DR. LIVESEY: Now you stay close to this boy. If we get out alive, I’ll do my best
to save you.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You couldn’t say more was you my own mother.
DR. LIVESEY: Oh, heaven forbid. Good luck, Jim.
OLDER JIM: Back in the stockade, Long John told the men he had just got the
map from Dr. Livesey.
(MEN CELEBRATING)
LONG JOHN SILVER: And now, by thunder, I will resign. Elect anyone you
please to be your Captain. I’m done with ye.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: At once the treasure hunt was under way. They followed the map
with unholy care, and in a frenzy, they started to dig—clawing at the
ground like animals. In a matter of minutes they struck the chest.
Wild-eyed and gasping, they heaved it to the surface and broke it
open.
(PIRATES CHEERING WILDLY)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(PIRATES STOP. STUNNED.)
GEORGE MERREY: Empty. It’s gone! Treasure’s gone!
(PIRATES COMMOTION)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Stand by for trouble, Jim.
JIM HAWKINS: Look!
PIRATE: One dirty guinea and that’s all.
GEORGE MERREY: There’s yer seven hundred thousand pounds Mr. Silver!!!
LONG JOHN SILVER: Hardly worth dividing, is it?
GEORGE MERREY: So you did make a bargain with the Doctor!! They been
here first!! Look at his face, mates! You can see it in his face!!!!
(PIRATES COMMOTION)
PIRATE: Kill him! He sold us out!
LONG JOHN SILVER: I’m one against the lot of you! And I got two pistols,
and the first one who…
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(PIRATES START TO CHARGE)
(SFX: GUNSHOT)
(SFX: MORE GUNSHOTS)
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: Long John Silver had fired only once. The other shots came from
Dr. Livesey, the Squire, Mr. Gray and Ben Gunn. Unprepared for this
sudden attack, the pirates were now our prisoners.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Ben Gunn. To think it was you what done me.
BEN GUNN: (LAUGHING) How do, Mr. Silver? Pretty well, I thank, ye. What
happened to Flint’s gold, says you? Ben Gunn’s cave, says I.
JIM HAWKINS: Cave? What cave?
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: It’s true enough, Jim. That’s where we’ve been these
many hours. It’s all there, lad. A treasure beyond dreams.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Save one dirty guinea.
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: So it was, just as the Squire said, treasure beyond dreams. First
came the task of taking our prisoners to the HISPANIOLA, then the
matter of loading the treasure aboard, and then back to the shore for
Long John Silver.
(SFX: WAVES)
LONG JOHN SILVER: I been thinking, Captain Smollett, as to how you’ll ever
clear the vessel and get her out to sea again?
CAPT. SMOLLETT: High tide and a stretch of canvas and she’ll float off,
whenever we’ve of mind.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Yes, and that brings us to your fate, Mr. Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: I stands as ever, sir. Ready to do me duty. And happy I
am to think I had some small hand in saving young Master Hawkins.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: And does that clear you of the crime of mutiny?
JIM HAWKINS: Please, Squire. He did save my life.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Then, my boy, you’re free to testify on his behalf.
He’ll have a fair trial in Bristol. And now, Captain? I’ll take this
scoundrel back to the ship and clap him in irons.
CAPT. SMOLLETT: But not alone, Squire. Mr. Gray? You and Jim, take them
in the long-boat.
(FADE OUT)
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(FADE IN)
(SFX: OARS ROWING)
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Not a move out of you, Silver. None of your
monkeyshines, mind you.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Would you permit a word, sir, with Matey.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Talk your fool head off, for all I care.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Thank ye. Thank ye kindly, sir. Jim, m’lad. I’m
thinking of Captain Flint, I am. She be still in the Stockade. Will you
take the parrot, boy? Only remember, she can’t abide a cage. None
of us likes cages, Jim.
JIM HAWKINS: I… I couldn’t, Long John.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You be fond of the bird, Matey?
JIM HAWKINS: I’d like to keep her. But she’d only remind me of you.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Well, no matter. Though I would dearly love to leave a
trinket to a… to a lad I respect.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Keep your hands in plain sight, Mr. Silver.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Me hands, sir? They just be patting the boy, sir.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Well, even so, I…
JIM HAWKINS: Look out! He’s got my pistol.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Put that down! Put that gun down! Put it down!
LONG JOHN SILVER: I tend you, I will sir. And what should I come up with
but this! Now! Drop your oars!
(SFX: OARS DROP TO FLOOR OF BOAT)
LONG JOHN SILVER: Into the water, Mr. Gray! Jump and swim for it! You,
too, Squire!
(SFX: SPLASH)
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Confound you! I’ll have you hanged on the ship!
LONG JOHN SILVER: If I may make so bold, sir, I’m borrowing this long-boat,
so… out!
(SFX: SPLASH)
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: (SPUTTERING) You monster! How can I swim to
shore?
LONG JOHN SILVER: Just spread yer blubber, Squire! Might be as you can
float! As for you, Jim.
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JIM HAWKINS: I’ll jump. You don’t have to tell me what to do.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Belay, now. I can’t row and steer both. So I’m asking
you to set me a true course through the channel and I’ll put you off on
yon piece of rock.
JIM HAWKINS: And if I don’t?
LONG JOHN SILVER: It’s the last thing I’ll ever ask of you, Matey.
(SFX: ROWING)
(SFX: WATER LAPPING)
OLDER JIM: I took the tiller. I sat in silence as he rowed desperately. There was
a narrow channel. Finally, I saw my chance. I yanked the tiller and
drove the boat into a sand bar.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You put us on the bar. Climb over and shove me off.
JIM HAWKINS: I’ll take no orders from you. And you can’t do it yourself, can
you? Not with one leg.
LONG JOHN SILVER: You put me on here and now you’ll shove me off. Or by
the powers, I’ll crack your neck. They’re coming after me in the
jolly-boat.
JIM HAWKINS: And they’ll take you. And they’ll hang you for your crimes.
They’ll take you to Bristol and… they can’t. They can’t hang you,
John.
LONG JOHN SILVER: Jim. Jim, boy. Jim.
(SFX: BOAT SCRAPING OFF THE SAND BAR)
LONG JOHN SILVER: That’s it, lad. Shove the nose out. I might have knowed
you’d never let ‘em hang yer old shipmate. (FADING AWAY) I’ll
hoist a bit of sail out, yonder. I’ll make it safe enough. Goodbye,
Matey! Good luck to yeh!
(MUSIC)
OLDER JIM: He was well out in open water when the Squire and Dr. Livesey
reached the sandbar.
JIM HAWKINS: He… he got away, Squire.
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY: Oh well. The sharks may do for him yet. Blast him,
anyway. I’m as wet as a herring.
DR. LIVESEY: Blast him, indeed, Squire. And yet, I can almost find it in my
heart to hope that he... makes it.
JIM HAWKINS: He will, sir. I know he will.
(MUSIC CONCLUDES)
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(APPLAUSE)
ANNOUNCER: Before our stars return to their curtain calls. Here’s Libby
Collins with the movie news of the week.
LIBBY COLLINS: News about two premieres. First, one of the most important
Hollywood premieres in recent years. Tomorrow night, Twentieth
Century Fox will open “The Mudlark” at the Chinese Theater, for the
benefit of one Irene Dunn’s favorite charities.
ANNOUNCER: An opening that will mean new laurels for Irene.
LIBBY COLLINS: Yes, indeed.
ANNOUNCER: It took a lot of courage to play England’s beloved Queen Victoria
with an all-British cast.
LIBBY COLLINS: And she won them completely. From all over England, they
sent her little souvenirs of Victoria.
ANNOUNCER: The entire action in “The Mudlark” takes place in one day,
doesn’t it?
LIBBY COLLINS: Uh-huh. An adventurous urchin induces the widow Victoria
to break fifteen years of seclusion.
ANNOUNCER: That must have simplified Irene’s costume.
LIBBY COLLINS: Well, yes, and no. The white touches, for which Victoria was
famous, had to be kept spotless. Now, you know, keeping whites
really white, used to be almost as difficult as keeping colors bright.
But not any more. This month, Hollywood and smart women
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ANNOUNCER: Irene Dunn has been a Lux fan for years.
LIBBY COLLINS: And she says, “This new Lux is more marvelous than ever.”
Why it leaves even delicate lingerie shades so ravishingly lovely she
can hardly believe they aren’t brand new. Now, more than ever,
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ANNOUNCER: New Lux, with Color Freshener, is in your store now. Get a big
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here’s Mr. Keighley with our stars.
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WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Many thanks to our cast for bringing us one of our
favorite stories. And here they are, James Mason, Bobby Driscoll, and
Nigel Bruce.
(APPLAUSE)
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Bobby, you’ve appeared in Walt Disney’s pictures
before, haven’t you?
BOBBY DRISCOLL: Oh, yes. But I didn’t like playing in them as well as
“Treasure Island.”
JAMES MASON: Why was that, Bobby?
BOBBY DRISCOLL: Well, they had animals in them. You know what scene
stealers they are.
JAMES MASON: Ah yes, we know all about little scene stealers. Don’t we,
Nigel?
NIGEL BRUCE: (LAUGHING) Yes, I say we do. You know, Bobby, I first
played Squire Trelawney in nineteen hundred and thirty-four. It’s a
great story of England, “Treasure Island.” Tell me, Bobby, how did
you like England, where you… where you made the picture?
BOBBY DRISCOLL: Oh, just fine, Mr. Bruce. It was quite an experience.
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: And how about the Lux Radio Theater? Did you enjoy
playing here, the rehearsals and all?
BOBBY DRISCOLL: Oh, just fine. Except in England, after the rehearsals, we
always had tea.
JAMES MASON: Well here, Bobby, we all have Lux flakes.
(THEY LAUGH)
JAMES MASON: I think that’s the much nicer arrangement, don’t you?
NIGEL BRUCE: You know, you’re becoming quite Americanized, James. I
understand that you’ve named your new picture company after one of
their cities. Eh… Portland Pictures, isn’t it?
JAMES MASON: Yes, Nigel. It’s indirectly, yes. It’s really named after my
younger daughter, Portland, who was named after her godmother,
Portland Hoffer, who, in turn, was named after Portland, Oregon.
(THEY CHUCKLE)
JAMES MASON: It’s real confusing, isn’t it?
NIGEL BRUCE: Well, it is a bit, old man. Yes.
JAMES MASON: Incidentally, our first picture production is, “A Lady
Possessed,” adapted from my wife’s best selling novel.
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BOBBY DRISCOLL: You certainly have a talented family, Mr. Mason.
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Now, you’re pretty talented yourself, Bobby—acting,
athletics…
BOBBY DRISCOLL: And don’t forget, I’m a Boy Scout.
NIGEL BRUCE: I was one once, Bobby.
BOBBY DRISCOLL: Oh?
NIGEL BRUCE: Bout… about eighty years ago.
(THEY LAUGH)
JAMES MASON: Bill, I understand that next week your play is a romantic
comedy.
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Yes, James, it’s that entrancing one from Universal
International Studios, "Louisa.” And, as our stars from the original
cast, we will have Ronald Regan, Ruth Hussey, Charles Coburn,
Edmund Gwenn, Spring Byington, and Piper Laurie.
JAMES MASON: What a cast. We’ll be listening. Good night.
BOBBY DRISCOLL: Good night.
NIGEL BRUCE: Good night.
WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Good night, and happy treasure hunting.
(APPLAUSE)
ANNOUNCER: Here’s the bargain of the year. A pair of all purpose kitchen
shears for only fifty cents. Now, during Lever Brothers “Star Value”
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five cents, but they’re yours for only fifty cents and two wrappers
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Even opening bottles and cracking nuts. They’ll last for years. And
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soap. This offer expires March 31st. Send for your all-purpose
kitchen shears today.
(MUSIC)
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WILLIAM KEIGHLEY: Lever Brothers company, the makers of Lux flakes,
join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday evening,
when the Lux Radio Theater presents, Ronald Regan, Ruth Hussey,
Charles Coburn, Edmund Gwenn, Spring Byington, and Piper Laurie
in, “Louisa.” This is William Keighley saying, “Good night to you,
from Hollywood.”
(APPLAUSE)
(MUSIC: “Lux Theme”)
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and Gentlemen, may we remind you that the United States
Savings Bonds are still your best investment. They’re both safe and a
good investment, and easy to buy with a payroll plan. You’ll be
helping both yourself and your country when you buy United States
Savings Bonds. “Treasure Island,” was presented and Bobby Driscoll
appeared by special arrangement with Walt Disney. Heard in our cast
tonight was Charles Davis as the Narrator, Ben Wright as Dr. Livesey,
and Bill Johnstone as the Captain. And Herbert Butterfield, Bill
Conrad, Jay Novello, Eric Snowden, Ed Max, Norman Field, Lou
Krugman, Eddie Marr, and Dorothy Lloyd. Our Play was adapted by
S. H. Barnett, and our music was directed by Rudy Schrager. This is
your Announcer, John Milton Kennedy, reminding you to join us
again next Monday night to hear, “Louisa,” starring Ronald Regan,
Ruth Hussey, Charles Coburn, Edmund Gwenn, Spring Byington, and
Piper Laurie. Stay tuned for “My Friend Irma,” which follows over
these same stations.
(APPLAUSE)
(MUSIC ENDS)