دانلود فیلم Treasure Island 1934 زبان اصلی، دوبله فارسی و زیرنویس چسبیده بدون سانسور

خلاصه فیلم Treasure Island: Former pirate Billy Bones boards at the seaside inn operated by Jim Hawkins and his mother and confides his dread of discovery by his old cohorts to the young boy. After Bones' death, Jim shares his treasure map with the reputable gentry, Dr. Livesey and Squire Trelawney, who organize an expedition to recover the buried loot. Long John Silver, a charming but ruthless rogue, is able to infiltrate the ship with his pirate co-conspirators and mercilessly murders loyal crew members. In the subsequent struggle with the mutineers over the buried gold, half-witted marooned pirate Ben Gunn may hold the key to victory.

Treasure Island (1934): Former pirate Billy Bones boards at the seaside inn operated by Jim Hawkins and his mother and confides his dread of discovery by his old cohorts to the young boy. After Bones' death, Jim shares his treasure map with the reputable gentry, Dr. Livesey and Squire Trelawney, who organize an expedition to recover the buried loot. Long John Silver, a charming but ruthless rogue, is able to infiltrate the ship with his pirate co-conspirators and mercilessly murders loyal crew members. In the subsequent struggle with the mutineers over the buried gold, half-witted marooned pirate Ben Gunn may hold the key to victory.

Country: USA
Locations: Alameda, California, USA, Point Lobos State Natural Reserve, California, USA, Emerald Bay, Santa Catalina Island, Channel Islands, California, USA, Hawaii, USA, Big Sur, California, USA, Oakland, California, USA, Santa Catalina Island, Channel Islands, California, USA, Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios - 10202 W. Washington Blvd., Culver City, California, USA
Keywords: character name in tagline, ambush, treachery, tension, grief

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Capt. Alexander Smollett: Lower the flag? Strike my colors? Not I, sir! We're without without provisions but we've plenty of powder and ball and, by heaven, sir, this spot is England! [Salutes the Union Jack]

Long John Silver: There's so much stupidity in here that I can't breathe properly.

Long John Silver: Silver's the name, Long John Silver they calls me. At your service, sir. Squire Trelawney: Mr. Silver, Trelawney's my name, Squire Trelawney. And this is our cabin boy: Jim, Jim Hawkins. Long John Silver: Aye, Matey. Smart as paint I'll warrant. Jim Hawkins: Smart enough to see you've only one leg, sir. Squire Trelawney: Jim Boy! Jim Hawkins: Yes, sir. Long John Silver: You're pretty smart, Jim. So was that French gunner who touched off the ball that blew that ol' leg o' mine overboard.

Long John Silver: You ain't gonna let honesty stand in the way o' bein' smart?

Capt. Alexander Smollett: My name is Alexander Smollett. I've flown my sovereign's colors, and I'll see you all to Davy Jones. Long John Silver: [Lying on the ground without his crutch] That final? Capt. Alexander Smollett: That's the last good word you'll hear out of me, by heaven. The next time we meet, I'll put a bullet in you. Do you meet my terms? Long John Silver: No! Capt. Alexander Smollett: Then tumble out of here, m'lad, hand over hand on the double! Long John Silver: Gimme a hand up? Capt. Alexander Smollett: Yah! I'd sooner touch carrion! Long John Silver: Who'll give me a hand up? [No one replies]

Long John Silver: A treaty's only good until you find a chance to break 'em, matey.

Long John Silver: I like this boy, and if you understand the King's English, you better not lay a hand on 'im! [the pirates seem to react aggressively] Long John Silver: . You want to have it out with me? [They back down] Long John Silver: . That's better, George Merry. Why, this boy's got more fight than the whole of you!

Capt. Alexander Smollett: When there's treasure in the hold, there's fire in the fo'c'sle.

Jim Hawkins: [At the "Admiral Benbow" Inn, Jim comes into Billy Bone's room, sees him peering out the window with a telescope] What are you looking for? Billy Bones: Huh? Strangers, sonny. Strangers. I don't like strangers coming aboard me suddenly. Makes my spine jump like a porpoise, it does. What might your name be? Jim Hawkins: Jim Hawkins. Billy Bones: Now, look here, Jim. You and me's going to be mates. You'll get a silver 4-penny bit every month if you watches out for strangers and comes and lets the old captain know when they tops the horizon. Jim Hawkins: Well, what manner of strangers? Billy Bones: Seafarin' men. Jim Hawkins: Well, all seafaring men? Billy Bones: No, no, no, son. There's a special cut of the jib to these seafarin' men. But most especially, I want you to keep your eye open for a seafarin' man with one leg. Jim Hawkins: A seafaring man with one leg? Billy Bones: Aye. Jim Hawkins: Upon my word, sir, what shall I tell them? What do they want? Billy Bones: Never you mind *what* they want! You go on down below and get me a noggin of rum. A *double* noggin, Jim, because I'm becalmed. Becalmed in a sea of troubles, and I got to fill my sails again. Jim Hawkins: Yes, sir. [leaves to go get the rum]

Billy Bones: [at the "Admiral Benbow" tavern] Hey! Silence there between decks! Doctor Livesey: You addressing me, sir? Billy Bones: Is it blowing a gale of wind you can't hear me? What did I say? Doctor Livesey: I have only this to say: I don't know you, but by your look, if you continue drinking rum, the world will soon be rid of a very dirty scoundrel. Billy Bones: [Angered, approaches Dr. Livesey menacingly, with cutlass raised] By God, I'll split you double, you... Doctor Livesey: [sternly] If you don't lower that cutlass, I promise on my honor that you shall hang at the next assizes. Doctor Livesey: [Billy Bones backs away from the doctor, then meekly walks away, muttering] And furthermore, sir, I'm not only a doctor, but I'm Magistrate here. And if I catch another breath of complaint against you, if only for a piece of incivility like this, I'll have you routed out of here. Let that suffice? Billy Bones: [Meekly] I ask your patience, sir. Just a squall from a poor old sailor man who took too much rum over his bowsprit. I ask your pardon.