Because what's it all for if it goes unremembered? It's the art that leaves the mark. But to leave it, it must... transcend. It must speak for itself. It must be true.
I've chased Captain Flint's treasure. I've had Captain Flint's treasure. It never ends well. Rather than rush off after it again... maybe let's just do this a while longer. Maybe... Oh, is that it?
All the fools that have heard you may know where to find Captain Flint's treasure. The ones thinking you may go looking for it again. Thinking you'll make them rich. The ones I worry might just convince you to do it.
But let's just say he had some help. And the true power here... is a little more complicated than that. And two, there is, by law... and strict enforcement of the administration, no piracy in Nassau. Not anymore. Not ever. It's critical for commerce. This is known to the world.
Two things you must know if you're gonna be spending time here with us. One, the governor. Lovely man. Dear friend. Might be the hero given credit for the Maroon truce, bringing peace to the West Indies, and finally, at long last, bringing law and order to Nassau.
I hear it ain't altogether over. I hear there are still men on the account here under the blessing of the governor. I hear he allows for it... as long as it helps drive up prices for the merchants here. I hear he allows you to continue the practice. That's why I came.
And those who stood to benefit most from it... were the most eager to leave it all behind. Until all that remains of any of it... are stories bearing only a passing resemblance to the world the rest of us lived in. A world we survived. A world that is no more.