You'll never get it. It belongs to me!

If you want to take it, just try!

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

There was an odd sound at the cliffs.

It sounded like a scream or a yell.

It sounded terrifying.

You're mistaken. It was just the waves.

They can be heard well at stormy nights.

I don't believe that. I didn't hear wrong.

Shouldn't we close the inn? What do you think?

I don't think anyone will come in weather like this.

I'll put out the light at the entrance.

That's nice of you.

Careful.

Mum, we have a guest after all.

Welcome to Admiral Benbow.

Benbow is a good name for an inn.

Boy, get my luggage.

It can't be left out in the rain.

Yes, sir.

I'll take a bottle of rum.

Right away.

Isn't that a terrible weather?

Yes.

That tastes of the sea.

Man, that's heavy.

You live really close to the cliffs.

And it must be a long way to the next place.

Is there someone here besides you?

No. We're alone.

Excellent. I can hide well.

Nobody will find me here.

Give me a key to a room.

I'll probably stay for a while.

I'll pay in advance. Tell me if it's not enough.

Oh, gold coins!

Boy, bring my luggage upstairs.

Right away, sir.

What should I write in the guestbook?

That's simple.

Just write Captain.

Then you'll know who you're dealing with.

That's a heavy chest.

And so a guest bursts in in the middle of the night.

Since father's death a month ago,

we've taken care of the inn.

Let me, mum. I can do it alone.

I'll be upstairs in a minute.

This is a heavy chest.

I've brought your luggage. Where should I put it?

Put it here and go.

Yes.

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

My name is Jim Hawkins.

I was born in the small English town of Black Hill.

I'm thirteen years old and pretty independent.

This is my best friend Benbow. He's a leopard cub.

A guest brought him from Africa and gave him to me.