- Opening title card: If buccaneers and buried gold, And all the old romance retold, Exactly in the ancient way, Can please, as me they pleased of old, The wiser youngsters of today... So be it! -Robert Louis Stevenson
- [Mr. Hands chases Jim Hawkins up the ship's rigging into the crow's nest, but Jim threatens him with a pistol]
- Jim Hawkins: Not another step!
- Israel Hands: Jim, I reckon I'll have to strike my colors. That comes hard from a master mariner to a ship's yonker like you, Jim. But you're like Silver said: smart as paint.
- Jim Hawkins: One more step, Mr. Hands, and I'll blow your brains out!
- Israel Hands: Now, now, matey.
- [pulls a knife from his boot]
- Israel Hands: Matey...
- [throws the knife into Jim's shoulder, who promptly blasts Mr. Hands in the face with the pistol, sending him falling into the water]
- Long John Silver: Now, then, matey, don't ye take it so hard? Why, 'tis lucky you came along, or Ol' John here, he'd have nothing to bargain with. But that don't mean I'd harm a hair o' your little head.
- Jim Hawkins: Liar! You let go of me!
- [Last lines. As Long John Silver sails away in a small boat]
- Long John Silver: Goodbye, matey! Good luck to ye! Ha ha!
- Dr. Livesey: Blast him! I could almost find it in my heart to hope he makes it.
- Long John Silver: And this'll be young Master Hawkins, I'll be bound. Hawkins - 'tis a proper seafaring name, too.
- Dr. Livesey: When do we sail?
- Squire Trelawney: Better ask Captain Smollett. Five days, he's been selecting a crew. Six men, all he's got to show for it.
- Dr. Livesey: Cautious, eh?
- Squire Trelawney: Cautious? He pries into every seaman's past like a judge at a quarter session. When I threatened to step in, he told me to hire a sea cook, so, by Jove, I did hire a sea cook, right out of his own tavern! Ha ha! Fellow by the name of Long John Silver. I didn't waste my time poring over his credentials. All the credentials I needed was a taste of his ham and his buttered eggs!
- Ben Gunn: [Jim and Ben watch the pirates raise the Jolly Roger flag on the Hispaniola] Now we'll all be marooned!