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Scroop:
Cabin boys should learn to mind their own business.

Jim Hawkins:
Why? You got something to hide, bright-eyes?

[Angered, Scroop snatches Jim up.]

Scroop:
Maybe your ears don't work so well.

Jim Hawkins:
Yeah. [grunts] Too bad my nose works just fine.

Scroop:
Why, you impudent little...!

[Scroop slams Jim against the mast. Members of the crew gather to egg him on.]

Krailoni:
Go ahead! Slice him, dice him!

Scroop:
[holding a claw to Jim's throat] Any last words, cabin boy?

John Silver:
[grabs Scroop's claw] Mr. Scroop... you ever see what happens to a fresh purp when you squeeze real hard? [he squeezes Scroop's claw, making him gasp in pain and drop Jim]

Mr. Arrow:
[approaching] What's all this, then? You know the rules. There'll be no brawling on this ship. Any further offenders will be confined to the brig for the remainder of the voyage. [glares at Scroop] Am I clear, Mr. Scroop?

Scroop:
[glares at Mr. Arrow, but is given a warning scowl by Silver] Transparently. [gives one last glare at Arrow as he and the other ship members leave]

John Silver:
Well, done, Mr. Arrow, sir! A tight ship's a happy ship, sir! [angrily grabs the mop and turns towards Jim] Jimbo, I gave you a job!

Jim Hawkins:
Hey, I was doing it, until that bug thing...

John Silver:
BELAY THAT!!! [hands Jim the mop] Now, I want this deck swabbed spotless, and heaven help ye if I come back and it's not done! Morph? [Morph appears] Keep an eye on this pup, let me know if there be anymore distractions.

Morph:
OK. Aye-yie! [Morph's eyes become big as he stares at Jim while he mops]