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Rendezvous ship Essex sighted.

She flies the Navy pennant.

Sound the three-gun
recognition salute.

Aye, aye, sir.

Mr. Farragut.
Yes, sir.

This is your end
of the line.

I don"t know
what the Navy
wants you to do,

but good luck
in your mission.

We"ll do the best
we can, sir.

The cargo trunks
will go with you.
Surplus rations to follow.

Whatever"s in store
for them, they"ll need a
little comfort, poor devils.

Like music to me
ears, Captain,
singing a little song.

"Link, you"re going home."

Three times I
heard the tune now.
"Link, you"re going home."

They finally sent
relief. I thought
they"d forgotten us.

Not the Navy, sir.

They might misplace a ship
now and then, but they never
lose one permanent-like.

Have all hands report
to service quarters.
They"ll be boarding us soon.

Aye, aye, sir.

Can I start the
scuttlebutt, sir,
about going home?

Yes, Mr. Link,
start the scuttlebutt.

The middle of the
Caribbean Sea,

and a toung naval officer
named David Farragut

who is destined to plat an
important part in one of the
strangest stories ever told

about the United States Navt:

Starboard watch,
inward turn!

Why, it"s
Midshipman Farragut.

Lieutenant David
Farragut reporting, sir,

with new orders
for the captain
of the Essex:

Carry on with your
orders, Mr. Farragut.

The Essex is to embark
upon a secret mission
so hazardous

that the Navy Department
gives the ship"s complement

the choice of staying
aboard or transferring
to the Lexington:

We"ve been in these
waters a year now.

I was under the
impression we were
setting sail for home.

If such members of
the complement
are transferred,

it"s to be within
the next hour.

May I ask what this
mission calls for?

Here, sir.

To be opened eight hours
after sail has been set
from the rendezvous.

The necessary cargoes
are alongside in the boats.

That"s all they said?

Nothing about
rotating the ship
and sending it back?

These men need a rest.

As an officer,
my orders, sir.

I learned that
as a midshipman.

You had a lot to learn
as a midshipman,
Mr. Farragut.

You"ve more to learn
now that you"ve
been commissioned.

Pity I can"t continue
teaching you.

Men,

the news I bring you now
will not sit lightly.

The Essex is not
going home.

Instead, we"ve been
ordered on a secret
mission by the Navy,

a mission so
filled with risk

that future
service aboard this
ship is voluntary.

All men wishing
to transfer to
the Lexington,

step forward one pace.

You seem to have
lost your command, sir.

It"s only fair to
tell you, men,

rumor has it that
the Lexington is not
returning to the States

but continuing to Africa

for extended service
against the slave traders.

But, Captain...

Something you didn"t
learn as a midshipman,
Mr. Farragut,

a ship can"t sail
without a crew.

Now go back and
tell your captain
we"re pulling under way.

I"m to remain aboard
the Essex as your
executive officer, sir.

A ship this size
doesn"t need any added
commissioned personnel.

Orders from the Navy
Department because of the
nature of the mission.

I trust you will
find time to continue
your teaching, sir.

Secret mission to who
knows where, a homesick
crew with a year"s service,

and a new square-pants
executive officer from
Washington.

Very well.

Stand by to make sail.

Good evening,
Mr. Link.

Keep steady your course.
I"ll be back shortly.

What course?
With them new
provisions aboard,

we can sail on
for a year from
anywhere to nowhere

and back again.

Just keep your
course, mate.

As long as your keel ain"t
run aground, you ain"t got
no cause for complaint.

Well, Davey, me lad,
you sure have grown.

Lieutenant Farragut,
Mr. Link.

Can"t you
recognize an officer?

Brass buttons
and all.

Seems like only
yesterday you was
a squirt of a midshipman

I was fetching
out of the drink.

For which l"ll
always be grateful.

Well, petty officers
must be getting scarce.

I see they"ve
made you a chief.

About the time
the Captain got
command of this ship.

We"re all up in the service
these days, Davey-lad.

I expected him to be
an admiral by now.

He"s got what it takes,
all right. All guts and
no heart.

Ain"t no sense
in keeping that
grudge forever.

As an instructor,
it was his job to
chew midshipmen off,

and just between us two,
you gave him plenty of cause.

When a man"s religion
is the book of
naval regulations,

he"s gotta be
sour inside,

and our captain"s
a very sour man,
Mr. Link.

You"re wrong, Davey.
He lives by the book, sure,

but he"s never stepped
out of line with
the men yet.

You know what, Link?
I"m just waiting
for the day.

What day?

When he takes that one
big step, when he makes
one move from here.

I"ll bet a year"s pay
that day never comes.

Well, now, then
maybe I could offer
a suggestion or two,

for better officer
relations, mind you.

What I mean is,
if I knew what we was
up to on this cruise...

The orders are sealed.
You and the men will
know when we do.

Mr. Farragut,
l"d like to
see you below, sir.

Aye, aye, sir.

One more thing,
Davey-lad.

The Lexington, she
really wasn"t going
to service in Africa?

It"s like the Captain
said, Mr. Link.

He"s commissioned,
all right. He"s even
lying like an officer.

Come in, Mr. Farragut.

Sit down, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Farragut, you
served under me
as a midshipman,

and as student and
instructor, our relations
were, shall we say,

somewhat strained.

However, since you"ve
been designated
my executive,

through no choice of ours,
we serve together again.

Yes, sir.

I would like, then,
to have the following
understood.

I"ll expect nothing more
or less of you than of any
other officer in my command.

You"ll be judged solely
by your actions on this ship.

It"s a new book, Mr. Farragut.
What goes on the pages
is up to you.

Do we understand each other?

We do, sir.

We"re eight hours out
from rendezvous.
Time to open this box.

Aye, aye, sir.

Jolly Roger?

What the devil, I...

This is incredible.

To use a ship of
the line for this...

We"re to lose our
identity, Mr. Farragut.

"Orders are to remove
all visible naval
identification,

"both in armament
and dress,

"to act independently
of government restrictions

"in seeking out the
pirate fleet operating
in these waters

"and report such
findings to the United
States naval base

"at Charleston for
flotilla action."

Do you mean
they want us to act
as pirates, sir?

Throw away all the
discipline and order

l"ve worked these
past years to maintain,

take a crew that"s
overdue for leave

and ask them to volunteer
for this kind of duty,

and l"m the one who
has to go up there
and tell them.

Yes, Mr. Link?

Good evening, sir.

I was just wondering
if there was anything
you might be wanting

before I retire to
my humble quarters.

I suppose you heard
every word.

Every word, sir.

And how do you think
the men will take it?

I just figured out
a few things that might
ease the pain, so to speak.

It"s always darkest
before the dawn,
they say, Captain.

Then roust them
out at dawn, Mr. Link.

Aye, aye, sir.

That"ll be all,
Mr. Farragut.
See you at formation.

Yes, sir.

Yo, ho, ho, and
a bottle of rum.

All gear will be
weighed down and
cast over the side.

You"ll find
suitable clothing
in these cargo cases.

Officers will go through
their belongings

and destroy any papers
bearing identification.

We"re not to put
ashore at any time,

and should we be
forced into action,
remember we are privateers.

We can expect no
aid or recognition
from our government.

Now, since we
are all volunteers,

we realize the importance
of our mission.

The pirates in these
waters are raiding
our merchant ships.

The bureau in Washington
can"t spare half the Atlantic
fleet to track them down.

We will find them
and let the Navy
do the rest.

This is our job.

Gentlemen, we are now a ship
without a country.

Mr. Farragut, prepare
ship for mission.

Aye, aye, sir.

Square away on deck, men.

What"s the course?

West by...

Well, what are
you smiling at?

Nothing. Nothing
at all, sir.

She"s still dipping,
sir. I"m afraid we"re
in for a rough one.

I"ll go forward
and take a fix. Who
stands the late watch?

Mr. Farragut, sir.

Have the mate
send Mr. Farragut
my compliments.

I want to see
him on deck.

Aye, aye, sir.

Give us a hand, mate.

Captain. I didn"t know...

I mean, that it
was you, sir.

The phrase "comrade
in arms" does not mean

slapping the Captain
overboard, Mr. Link.

What"s that rum
casket doing on deck?

Well, I was figuring,
this being a pirate ship,

we should have the rum casket
where all can see it, sir.

I"m not aware I made you
officer in charge of
ship alterations.

Now, get rid of it,
and report back to me.

Yes, sir.
Right away, sir.

I suppose next they"ll
want me to do a
hornpipe from the rigging.

Lieutenant Farragut
reporting as ordered, sir.

I"m sorry, sir,
but that getup...

l"m glad my appearance
delights you.

May I say you look
more in character
out of uniform?

And what"s
that medallion
around your neck?

Does it bear any
personal identification?

No, sir. It just
says Guierre,

the name of the
new training ship from
which I was commissioned.

Get rid of it.

But, sir, it"s my
good-luck piece. I"m sure
it couldn"t be identified.

I said get rid of it,
Mr. Farragut. What goes
for one goes for all.

I took a fix.
The winds are rising

with every indication
we"re in for a big blow.

You ever handled
a ship during a storm?

No, sir.
This is your chance.

Storm should hit its peak
during your watch.

Keep the lifeline
secure, and report
any structure damage.

Come with me.

Yes, Chief Petty
Officer Link?

Reporting as
ordered, sir.

Continue your account
of the rum casket.

Well, like I was
saying, a privateer needs
a rum casket on deck,

like in those
stories and songs,

so I borrowed the
rum from sickbay.

But this is not
a privateer. It"s a
United States man-of-war.

Rum rations are
for the sick. You know
the law of the sea.

It"s confusing, sir.
First, we"re pirates.
Then we"re Navy.

It gets a fellow
all muddled up
in his thinking.

If I may say so,
sir, I think Mr.
Link has a point.

The rum should
be left on deck.

A very good
suggestion, Lieutenant.

And Mr. Link should
be responsible for
it at all times, sir.

I"ll guard it with
my life, so help me.

Do that, Mr. Link.
Guard it 24 hours a day,

and when this tour of
duty is finished, l"m
going to break it open,

and if there"s as much
as one mouthful missing
from the present count,

you"ll lose your rank
and your pension.

But, Captain...
Carry on.

Yes, sir.

Stand your watch,
Mr. Farragut. You want
me, l"ll be below.

Yes, sir.

I mean what I say,
Lieutenant. I don"t want to
see that medallion again.

You ever see
a big blow, Mr. Link?

Of course,
Davey-lad.

Well, they"re commanding
ships nowadays.

Just thought you"d
like to know.

Lifelines secured, sir.

Order the watch below.

Keep the deck
clear of crew.

Aye, aye, sir.

Keep her steady
into the storm.

Get below! Let"s
clear the planks.

Step with it, mates!

Help! Help!

Did you hear that, sir?

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Cargo"s free on
the foredeck.

Count to 35, mister,
then throw her
hard to starboard.

If she hits some
waves broadside,
she"ll crack in two.

It"s hard to starboard
on the count of 35.
Now start to count.

Aye, aye, sir.

One.

Two.
Two.

Three. Four.

Six. Seven.

Eight. Nine.

Ten. Eleven.

Twelve. Thirteen.

Fourteen. Fifteen.

Sixteen. Seventeen.

Eighteen. Nineteen.

Davey-lad, I...

Count!
Twenty.

Twenty-one. Twenty-two.

Twenty-three.
Twenty-three.

Twenty-four.
Twenty-four.

Twenty-five.
I can"t call the deck watch...

Twenty-six.
...or they"ll all find out

about your blasted thirst!
Twenty-seven.

Now, grab my arm
on the count of 33.
Twenty-eight.

And lurch out at 35.
You got that?
Twenty-nine.

Thirty.

Thirty-one.
Thirty-one.

Thirty-two.
Thirty-two.

Thirty-three.
Thirty-three.

Thirty-four.

Thirty-five.
Thirty-five.

Rudder smashed!

Rudder smashed!

Get below
without a word.
But, Davey...

Not a word to anyone,
you understand?

You weren"t on deck.
This evens us up,
Mr. Link. Now move on.

Aye, aye, sir.

Where away, mister?

Full starboard command
from Mr. Farragut, sir.

The rudder"s
been busted.

Stand general
quarters.

Stand to general
quarters!

Stand to general
quarters!

Full starboard.
Was that your command,
Mr. Farragut?

Aye, sir.

Full starboard
into a storm?

The deck cargoes
broke loose, sir.

You"ve got a crew.
Why didn"t you use them?

I was afraid the men
would be chopped down

by the loose end.

They"re sailors.

A common seaman
wouldn"t yield to
starboard in a storm.

Can"t get through
without a rudder.

We"ll have to
lighten our load and
try to roll over it.

Jettison all bulk
cargo and supplies.

We won"t hold out
a week like that, sir.

I don"t envy you,
Mr. Farragut.

You won"t be
the most popular
man aboard

after we ride
out this storm.

If we ride it out.

What"s the damage,
Mr. Considine?

Well, the check chains
on the rudder have been
carried away, sir.

They could be reset to last
until we head to port.

How long will
it take?

Two, maybe three hours.

The Caribbean is
shark water.

I won"t risk men down
there that long. Thank
you, Mr. Considine.

Aye, aye, sir.

Still west by
northwest, Mr. Farragut?

West by
northwest, sir.

We"re drifting
into the Gulf
Stream current.

With luck and some wind
for our sails, it will carry
us to the West Indies.

There, we"ll take on
provisions and repair
the damage.

That"s if we don"t run
into the pirate fleet first.

Without a rudder,
we"d be a sitting target.

Carry on, Lieutenant,
and pray for
clear sailing.

Oh, Captain?
Yes?

I"d like to volunteer
for salvage-diving duty, sir.

I"m aware of the
many things on
your conscience, sir,

and also that
a rudderless ship
of short rations

takes longer to
reach its destination,

but I won"t let
the sharks get
any part of you.

I want my executive
officer to stand
court-martialed on both feet.

Word from sickbay, sir.
Doctor confirms report.

It"s scurvy that
Harrison"s down with.

Any fresh food or
potatoes left aboard?

No, sir.

Mr. Farragut?
Yes, sir?

The men need a tonic.

Break out a rum ration
for ship"s complement.

Mr. Link will
supervise. Carry on.

Aye, aye, sir.

I"m sorry for showing me
thirst, Davey-lad, and
causing you all this hurt.

Let me tell
the Captain...

Secure all hands
for rum ration, Mr. Link.

Then we"ll have our say.

Aye, aye, sir.

Forsythe.

Forsythe, draw
ration for one.

Christie.

Christie, draw
ration for one.

Rum issue
completed, sir.

Thank you,
Mr. Redell.

Well, that does it,
Davey-lad. Now for
old Link"s ration.

I suggest you save
some of that until after
we fix the rudder, Mr. Link.

The rudder? I ain"t
fixing no rudder.

You heard the Captain say
those fish bite hard.

Topside at eight bells.
We"re responsible
for this mess,

and I couldn"t be in
much more trouble.

Bring a lubber hose
from the forecastle, and
not a word to anyone.

But you"re not
listening, Davey.

Eight bells, Chief.

The blooming gold
braid knew how hard
I worked for this drink,

they"d make me an admiral
for my drive and spirit.

All clear, Davey-lad.

Good.

Now, my idea is to
replace the shackle
on the stay chains.

But it ain"t enough.
She"ll break away again.

It"s worth a
last chance to
try to sail her in.

There"s no guarantee
we"ll drift to port

before the food
runs out and the
scurvy gets worse.

Hand me that
lubber hose.

Now, two pulls on
this rope brings
me up. Lower away.

Stand-by watch!
On the double!

Get below. I"ll take
care of him.

You all right,
Davey-boy?

The shark
almost got me.

No chance to fix
those stay chains.

But you were told
not to try to fix the
stay chains, Mr. Farragut.

You will remain
to quarters until
further orders.

Aye, aye, sir.

Better fetch the doctor.

That won"t be
necessary, sir.
I"m quite all right.

Captain
Porter, sir. Look.

It"s the wind, sir.
It"s come.

We"ll be blown
into the currents.

Well...

It appears, Mr. Farragut,
in spite of you,
we may reach land.

Bosun, all hands.
Loosen all canvas.

Square away
and stand by.

All hands!

Six days of this drifting.

Those topsiders don"t know
where we"re headed.

Farragut"s the one.

What with his
navigation, we"ll
never see home again.

Mr. Redell.

Yes, sir.

You"re sure these
figures are accurate?

They"ve been
double-checked, sir.

Even at half rations,
there"s barely enough
supplies for three days more.

In that case, we"ll
cut to quarter rations.

Inform the crew
and officers.

Aye, aye, sir.

Hungry, you say?

Now, how can
that be? You ate
yesterday, didn"t you?

Sure. Why, look at him.
He"s fat as a pig.

Why, l"ll bet if
you was to put a
nice juicy leg of lamb

in front of him
right this moment...

What"s all the
fussing, lads?

We was figuring
what we was
gonna eat next,

the mainsail
or our shoes.

That"s enough from you.
Mend your nets and
be quiet about it.

Land ho!

Where away?

Dead ahead.

Land, sir.
Where away?

Dead ahead, sir.

Take soundings for it.
Anchor at six fathoms.

Prepare landing
parties.

Aye, aye, sir.

Now, Mr. Farragut,
if you"ll join me
in my cabin?

Yes, sir.

By my calculations, we"re
somewhere along the
Mosquito Coast, in here.

We"ve reached a natural
harbor, so we"ll have a
chance to fix the rudder.

You"ll take
a party ashore
and provision up.

Now, this is Spanish
territory, and, as pirates,
we have no landing rights.

My orders are to
create no incident.

Do I make
myself clear?

Very clear, sir.

Move ashore and
get the provisions.

Aye, aye, sir.

Mr. Farragut.

I"m putting you in charge
of this expedition

because I need my gunnery
and salvage officers aboard.

You"ll please me no end
by accomplishing one mission

without breaking any
naval regulations.

And if we run
into trouble, sir?

You know the answer.

To save the ship
and the nature of
the mission,

l"d be forced to abandon
you and sail away.

Has the Captain
any instructions in the
case of that emergency?

The men will have
to fend for themselves.

It shouldn"t be too
difficult for you,
Mr. Farragut.

You"ve worked alone
during most of your
naval career.

Come in.

That"ll be all,
Mr. Farragut.

Yes, Mr. Redell?
Good news, Captain.

The doctor reports
our single case of
scurvy"s in check,

and with fresh supplies
coming aboard, there"s little
chance of another outbreak.

Yes, sir,
l"d say we have
nothing more to fear.

Mr. Redell, with
Mr. Farragut loose ashore,

there"s always
something to fear.

Secure craft.

Mr. Link, forward.

Separate the men
into small groups.

Pick anything from
the trees and land
that"s edible.

Aye, aye, sir.
On the double, Link.

This is strange country.

Oh, relax, Davey-lad.
Ain"t a thing gonna
bother you.

Water beakers
are filled, sir.

Good.

Well, that"s about
the last of it.

Fire the completion
signal, and we"ll
move out.

Very good, sir.

Redell.

Yes, sir?
You seen Link?

Not since he
and Beckett went
off scrounging, sir.

It"s past time they
were back. I"m going
to check. Here.

Take two boats back
to the ship. Leave
a crew for me.

We"ll return presently.

Aye, aye, sir.

Crew on
boats one and two.
Stand by to return.

I mash 'em
I muck 'em

I grow 'em
I truck 'em

Yo, ho, ho, it's
the life for me

I mash 'em
I muck 'em

Mr. Link, what in
blazes are you doing?

A method of mine, sir,
for refilling the keg,

crushed wine
with me own feet.

Add a little alcohol
from sickbay,

and we"ve a drink onboard
for emergencies.

Beckett, are you
in on this?
Well, I was...

He"s with me, sir,
by my instructions.

I told you once before
our accounts are squared.

Now, l"ve seen none
of this, Mr. Link. It"s all
your problem to explain away.

I"m heading back
for the boat.

We shove off
in short order
with or without you.

As the saying goes,
Beckett-lad, looks like I
put both feet in it this time.

Report, Mr. Considine.

Rudder"s been fixed, sir.
She"s ready to go.

Good.

Mr. Redell.

Shore party all onboard?

Well, not exactly, sir.
Mr. Farragut and Mr. Link
aren"t back yet.

What happened to them?

They"ll be along, sir.

Along? What do
you mean, along?

Well, that"s all
Mr. Farragut said, Captain,
when he ordered me back.

Farragut again.

Probably dreams
of capturing the island
single-handedly

and raising the
American flag.

Well!

Well!

Is that all you
have to say?

It will cover my
sentiments for now.

Then I will speak.

You are the
Captain of the ship
in the harbor?

No, lovely lady,
I am not.

But you"re an officer
of that ship.

Well, for the
present, yes.

I wish to buy passage.

Passage?

Well, isn"t it customary
to ask where a ship
is bound for first?

It does not matter,
and I pay gold.

A beautiful woman
from nowhere ready
to pay gold

for passage to anywhere?
It doesn"t make sense.

Do I or do I not
get passage?

No, you don"t.

My ship is a privateer.
We can"t...

I was afraid
such an emergency
might arise.

Shall we go?

I have little choice,

but as for my
captain, that pistol
will do no good.

His stomach is
made of steel.

How long we
gonna wait, Mr. Link?

We"ve waited long enough.
I got that feeling.

I"m going after him.

If we ain"t back by dusk,
you go back to the ship.

But, Mr. Link...
Do as I say.

It"s Mr.
Farragut.

Yeah.

But what with?

Davey-lad, we were
just going after you.

Who are all
these characters?

These characters
carry the wardrobe
of our passenger.

Passenger?
You know we can"t
take a passenger.

And just in case
you"re not convinced...

Yes, I guess we can
take a passenger.

Beckett, have those
Indians stow the gear,
and we"ll move out.

This way.

Davey-lad, what"s
the skipper gonna
say about her?

I shudder to
think, Mr. Link.
I shudder to think.

Captain Porter, sir?
Yes?

Long boat approaching.

All hands onboard?

Hard to tell, sir.

Mr. Redell?

Yes, Captain?

Is that a woman?

Is who a woman, sir?

The woman in the
boat with Mr. Farragut.

That ain"t no woman, sir.
That"s Mr. Link.

Since when does a chief
wear skirts and blouses?

Give Mr. Farragut
my compliments. Ask him
to join me with his companion.

Aye, aye, sir.

Compliments of
the Captain, sir.

He requests that...
I know, Mr. Redell.

If you"ll
follow me, please.

Captain Porter,
this is...

Yes, Mr. Farragut?

I am the Countess
Margarita La Reguna,
and I wish passage.

This ship carries
no passengers.

That"s what I told
her, sir, but she
can convince you.

Indeed. How can
she convince me?

With that pistol
she carries in her
traveling bag, sir.

I"ll relieve you
of your sidearms.

There"s no pistol here.

But...

Believe me...
Would you wait in
my cabin, please?

Mr. Redell will
show you the way.

This way, Miss.

Mr. Farragut,
at what now seems
an eternity,

you brought orders
for this command to
seek out the pirate fleet.

Since then,
you have smashed
my ship in a storm,

risked lives
against my orders,

and now,
at the point of a gun
which I cannot find,

you"ve brought
a female passenger
onboard,

but no pirates, Mr. Farragut.

We"ve been so busy
covering your mistakes,

there"s been no
time for pirates.

I doubt if Captain Kidd
himself could have
scuttled this mission

more successfully
than you have.

Now, what about
this woman?

It"s as I said, sir.

She paid some Indians
to bushwhack me,

then forced me to
bring her aboard.

What does she
know about this ship?

Nothing, sir.

Very well. Follow me.
We"ll put her ashore.

Put her back in
place, Beckett-lad.

And no officer"s
the wiser.

Yeah, but if
the Captain...

The Captain"s got
his head full now.

A lovely lady is
all the wine
an officer needs.

Countess, there"s no sense
wasting time. I"ve given
orders to put you ashore.

But I will pay well.
I have gold.

The Indians didn"t
take it from you?

The Indians
were my friends.

They protected me
when I left Foxardo.

Foxardo?

We"ve drifted into
the heart of the
Spanish territory.

Suppose you tell me
the truth. There was
no gun, was there?

No gun, sir. I brought
her aboard because
she needed help.

You realize this is a
further admission of
your guilt, Mr. Farragut.

Yes, sir.

All I want is the truth.

Now, Countess,
what is the truth?

That I am Portuguese,

but for many years,
l"ve lived in Brazil, so now
I feel that Rio is my home.

You"re a long
way from home.

Too long.

But when Napoleon
overran Europe,

the royal family and
many of the nobility,
my family among them,

fled to Brazil,
taking with them
their priceless belongings.

Now, with all
the danger passed,

the King has returned
to his throne in Portugal.

Well, isn"t that
where he belongs?

If he so chooses,

but many of us
do not feel the same.

Like you Americans,
we prefer the New World

with its freedoms and its
opportunities for all,

and we"ll fight for
this independence
of thought and action.

But I don"t see
quite how all this...

The King demands
a return to Portugal,

not only of
ourselves but of
all our worldly goods.

Which you refused?

If a young country is
to survive, it must
have trade alliances.

All our gold and valued
possessions are
collected for that purpose.

Just where do you
fit into all this
political maneuvering?

My father and I
were returning
from England,

where the trade
alliances were made.

In payment, our ships
sail from Rio in
three months

with all our
fortunes on them,

unless I stop them.

Why do that?

My father carried
sailing instructions
for our fleet.

In Havana,
we were attacked
by Portuguese agents.

I managed to escape,
but my father was killed,

and his papers were stolen.

With these plans known,
our ships are sure
to be attacked,

and they must be warned.

Suppose all this is true,
you must realize that
we are privateers.

We do not head toward Rio.

But at least you
sail the seas,

and there is chance
of transfer to a vessel
bound towards home,

but on land, I have
no chance at all.

Come in.

Excuse me, sir.
The lady"s baggage.

Bring it aboard,
and prepare to sail.

Aye, aye, sir.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

I must warn you,

this is a privateer,
and you must
assume all risks.

You"re aboard as
a political refugee asking
passage. I take no sides.

I understand.

Very well, you may
use this cabin.

I"ll double
up with Mr. Farragut.

If you"ll excuse me,
l"ll get underway.

What did you do
with that pistol?

It served its purpose.
I slipped it into the water.

Besides, it was
bare of ammunition.

Very well done,
Your Highness.

You lied for me.
It was appreciated.

Lovely lady, please
pray that I grow to
be a very old man.

Why, I will,
but why?

Because only a man
past 90 will smell
salt air again

after the Captain
finishes with me.

Set course a big circle,
and close the gaps.

If there are any
pirate ships in these
waters, we"ll find them.

Aye, aye, sir.

When the spinner goes
over the rail, the number of
knots on the line to run out

during a 28-second interval
is equal to the speed of
the ship through water.

After a few more lessons,
Captain, l"ll be ready for
my master"s paper.

When you sign on your
crew, I hope you"ll think of
me as first mate, perhaps.

I think not.

Somehow I can"t imagine you
as anything but a captain.

I"m not sure
that"s a compliment.

Well, of course it is.

There"s something
most impressive
about a man

whose only thoughts
are of his duties
and responsibilities.

Perhaps before too long
l"ll be less bound by
duty and responsibility.

Time for your afternoon
stroll, Countess.

I hope I haven"t
kept you waiting.

Oh, no, l"ve been
well occupied.

Would the Captain
care to join us?

Why, yes.
Yes, of course.

Mr. Farragut,
cargo secured?
Yes, sir.

Watches posted?
Yes, sir.

Sick report filed?

Yes, sir.

You"re very efficient,
Mr. Farragut.

Thank you, sir.

Countess?

Sail ho!

Where away?

Bearing fine on
larboard quarter.

Can"t get her colors,
but she flies the
recognition pennant.

How is she heading?

Starboard tack,

close-hauled,
closing fast, sir.

Up helm.
Back your topsail!

Square away fore
and main! Belay!

Mr. Farragut?
Yes, sir?

In view of our mission,
l"d like to avoid a
fight if possible.

However, if it
comes to a showdown,

pipe stand to quarters,
Mr. Farragut, and
clear for action.

Aye, aye, sir.
Stand to quarters!
Clear for action!

She"s hoisted her colors, sir,
but still wants recognition.

Can you
make her out?

Not yet, sir.

She wants our
colors, sir.

She"ll have to wait.

Why doesn"t the
Captain show his flag?

Well, you see, ma"am,
we"re privateers-like.

We got no country.
Awkward, ain"t it?

We better get something
on that flag mast before
they blow us to bits.

Quarters cleared
for action, sir.

My glass, Mr. Link.

Aye, aye, sir.

Now, Countess,
I suggest you go
to your cabin.

I prefer to take
my chances on deck.

In that case, I must insist.
I can"t assume responsibility
for your safety here.

Mr. Redell.
Yes, Captain?

Take the Countess
to her cabin.

Aye, aye, sir.
This way, Countess.

White field, green
St. George"s cross.

She"s
Portuguese, sir.

First-class
ship of the line.

That means
she carries twice
the guns and crew

that we have aboard.

Now we"re
really in for it.

I"ve tried to avoid
hoisting our colors
with a girl aboard,

but the mission
comes first.

Shall I break
out the flag, sir?

Not yet. Save it
as a surprise.

It should have
some shock value.

Meantime, have the men
draw sidearms, and
prepare for heavy action.

If we have to fight,
Mr. Farragut, let"s
be sure to win.

Aye, aye, sir.

And still she
flies no flag?

No, sir.

Fire another warning
across her bow, close
across her bow!

Stand by bow gun.

That didn"t
miss by much.

It missed, didn"t it?
Stand by and hold fast.

Mr. Farragut,
secure the pennant
from the flag box,

and break it aloft
at my command.

Aye, aye, sir.

Men!

That ship bearing
down on us has twice
our range and firepower.

We"ve got to get"em
in tight before we
let go a broadside.

I want them in so
close you can spit in
their eyes after loading.

Light your ready
matches, cast loose,
prime and stand by!

Closer in.

We"ll show those pigs
who refuse us recognition.

Steady.

Stand by to fire!

Steady.

Mr. Farragut.
Yes, sir?

Break her aloft.
Aye, aye, sir.

Hold your fire!
Run up the parley
pennant, quick. Quick!

She runs the
parley pennant, sir.

All stations stand fast.

What do you
think, sir?

That he wants to talk,
Mr. Farragut, so we"ll talk.
There"s little choice.

Let me go!
Let me go!

So you"re privateers?

You"re pirates.
You"re black-hearted pirates.

Redell, take her below
and lock her cabin.

Aye, aye, sir.

Now, Mr. Farragut,
shall we go back
to the war?

Make fast for parley.
Aye, aye, sir.

Make fast for parley!

I am the captain
of this ship.
You wish to talk?

You speak bravely, Captain.

Perhaps because you know
your safety is assured.

I know of no agreements
concerning me.

You are wise, Captain.
Secrets should be
well-guarded.

No doubt it serves
a purpose to
have you at sea,

but in the future,
it should be wiser to
identify yourself sooner.

My men live for
the cannon"s roar.

Until we meet again.

Full half turn
and all sail.

All hands remain
at battle stations.

I don"t know what it"s all
about, but it looks like
the last of them, sir.

I wonder, Mr. Farragut.
I wonder.

This narrow escape has
made me realize how wrong
it was to keep you aboard.

When our provisions
run out, I shall return
you to the islands.

You"ll be safer there.

So the pirate captain
returns me to Del Prado.

I should not
be surprised.

Del Prado?

Are we to pretend
that the Governor General

of the Spanish
possessions in the
Indies is unknown to you?

Believe me, Countess,
I know nothing...

I cannot.

I"ve seen too many
of your sort while
imprisoned at Foxardo.

It is for your safety
alone that I must
return you to land.

Must we continue
this playacting,
Captain?

There"s nothing
you can say to
overcome your actions.

In that case,
l"ll be blunt.

In a fortnight, our
provisions will be gone, and
l"ll return to the islands.

At that time,
you"ll be free of us.

And Del Prado will hold you
high in favor, be assured.

I"m truly sorry that
you think so ill of me.

She wants no part of it.
She told me so.

The Countess also
told me other things.

What other
things, sir?

She mentioned a Spaniard
named Del Prado,

Governor General of
the islands, close in
contact with the pirates.

Yet we"ve seen
no pirates,
Captain.

The Countess has,
at Foxardo.

All banded together
and giving up plundering
the shipping lanes,

but for what,
Mr. Farragut?
For what?

That gold
from Brazil.

Exactly. In some way,
they"re working
with the Portuguese.

That"s why we got
off with our lives today.

But you say this
Del Prado"s Spanish.

They have no part
in this quarrel.

Our rations will last us
a fortnight and no more.

Then, l"ll be
justified in returning
to shore for supplies.

Course east
by nor" east!

East by nor"
east, sir.

I think we"ll find
the answer to this
mystery of the sea

on land, Mr. Farragut,
at Foxardo.

Ah, my good Captain,
how does it fare?

I have news of
great importance.

More so than you
will find in that book.

You are wrong,
my friend,

for in the books are
the answers to all
of Man"s problems,

and you have a problem,
dear Captain. It is
written all over your face.

I encountered pirates.

Pirates?
Why was I not told

that some of them
were still at sea?

But Captain Scarjack
assured me...

Nevertheless, the pirate
flag was flying.

Only my quick thinking
prevented bloodshed.

I have given no orders
since you left weeks ago.

If that is so,
then why...

You say they
flew the pirate flag.

That is strange,

for I have kept our
bargain to the letter.

I was about to board her,
for she flew no colors.

Then, as we came
in contact, the skull and
bones rose from her mast.

You spoke to
the Captain?

Yes, but he
told me nothing.

I did not press
the point since our crew
is not in my confidence.

Furthermore, I
believed him to be
under your orders.

This Captain, did he
speak your tongue?

No, he spoke the
language of the
American colonials.

He"s ready to
speak, my lord.

Bring him forward.

Perhaps my Indian brother
is convinced that telling the
truth is much easier

than a visit to
the tower. Speak out.
Where is she?

What does he say?

She went aboard
a ship that had stood
by for provisions.

The men spoke a
strange language that
she understood.

So...

Take him away.

I wondered how
the Countess
escaped me, Poulini.

Now I know.
She was aboard that
ship you encountered.

What makes you so sure?

Since her escape,
no other ship has
touched these shores

without being searched.

Hello, Del Prado.

I wish you would not
address me so.
It does not look well.

I will try to
remember, Count.

I"m glad you"re here,
Captain Scarjack.

Poulini claims he
encountered pirates.

Pirates?
Impossible!

They flew
the pirate flag.

And I say they
are not pirates!

Every pirate ship in the
Caribbean is at anchor,
waiting for the word to move.

Then, my colleagues,
they are not pirates.

Also, they are
not Brazilians,

or they would have
left these waters when
the Countess came aboard,

yet they stay.

Then who are they?

Unless I am
mistaken, they are
the American Navy.

Sailing under
a pirate flag?

This confuses
me, I admit,

but if they are
concerned with us,
they will return again.

You see, Poulini,
the answers are all
in the book,

and, as Homer says,

Man"s mind, when
tempered with time,

will return to the
scene of the crime.

We will wait, gentlemen,
patiently, for our
American friends.

Good evening, Mr. Farragut.
I hope l"m not intruding.

Well, Countess,
this is a pleasant
surprise.

Your cabin door"s been
locked so long, I thought
you"d thrown away the key.

If you had knocked
tonight, you would
have found it open.

I wish to talk
to you alone.

Now that"s a change
in tactics I approve of.

There"s quite a bit
I want to say to you and
very little time to say it in.

Then we sight
land before long?

By this time tomorrow.

And am I still
to be put ashore?

Those are the Captain"s
orders. Don"t judge him
too harshly.

I know he feels
it"s for your good.

To be delivered
to Del Prado?

You"ll be delivered
to no one.

I"m to go ashore
and find your
Indian friends.

I wish I understood
you better.

At times, you seem of
gentle breeding.

You"re considerate.
You"re kind.

You make me feel
as if I can turn
to you for help.

You can.

Then try to show your
Captain l"d be safer here
onboard than put ashore.

And if I try,
will you do me
one favor in return,

no matter what his answer?

Perhaps.

Then if you have to
leave this ship,
and only then,

wear this medallion
around your neck.

To what purpose?

Say as a bond
between us,

until I can prove
my good intentions.

Guierre: A ship
you sank, perhaps?

There"s no dishonor
attached to it.

It"s brought me luck.

I hope it does
the same for you.

You"re most convincing,
Mr. Farragut.

I hope the Captain
finds you that way, too.

But since we know
he"s involved
with pirates,

why not fight him
out in the open?

Our orders read
to find, not fight,
the pirate fleet.

Your present mission
is to search for food

but, more importantly,
to learn just where
these ships are anchored

and if Del Prado
leads them or
protects them.

And if I meet
Del Prado face to face?

Tell him...
Tell him that we
know of his plans

and hope to aid
in their fulfillment.

Explain that you"ve
been sent ashore by me

to find out if he
welcomes our proposal.

Point out that we"d
be a fine addition
to his ranks.

What about the girl?

You"ve convinced me,
Mr. Farragut.

The Countess will remain
onboard until l"m sure
she"ll meet no harm ashore.

Thank you, sir.

But please remember,

should you fail
in the mission,
expect no help from me.

My job is to
save the ship.

I understand, sir.

Oh, Mr. Farragut.

Yes, sir?

Good luck.

Thank you.

Join me, gentlemen.
The wine is superb.

I drink with
my own kind.

Now, what is
it you want?

I see, my dear Scarjack,
that our social levels
will never be joined.

However, I have news.

The so-called pirate
ship has returned,
as I said it would.

Her sails have been
sighted. She should drop
anchor before long.

Good. I"ll rake
her bottom.

Oh, no, Scarjack,

you will not rake her.

You will leave the ship
and the crew to me
to dispose of as I see fit.

You"re daft.
She"ll make
a grand prize.

You seem to forget
that l"m still an official
of the Spanish government.

My country is at peace
with the American colonies.

But what do
you suggest?

Plans have been
brought to me by
my agents in Havana.

They contain
the sailing date,

armament and course
to be followed by
he Brazilian ships

in their run
from Rio to London,

also, a point marked
well on the map where
we will intercept them.

And soon, I hope.
My men are
growing restless.

They"ve been holed
up too long on shore.

We still have
time, my friend.

Time we"ll use
to dispose of our
American friends.

You will then be
free to sail with
the knowledge

the Brazilian ships
will not be warned.

I"ll drink to that
with pleasure.

Help yourself,
Captain.

Remember, once the
gold is secured,

we no longer need
the protection of
the Portuguese.

I will take care
of Poulini.

Good. And one
thing more,
my friend.

Only you and I will
know the place
of interception.

I suggest we
remain friends,

or eventually
the entire
Spanish armada

will breathe down
your dirty neck.

I"ll not cross you.

To my King,

whose supreme
generosity allows you
to share in the prize,

for helping get back
what is rightfully his.

Of course, Poulini,
drink up. Drink up.

Ready to shove off?

Yes, sir.

Remember, find out
what you can, but
don"t risk the men.

I"ll do the
best I can, sir.

Don"t worry.
She"ll be here
when you return,

and, Mr. Farragut,
l"ll be here, too.

Shove off.

As before, Mr. Link,
and on the double.

Supplies can wait,
Davey-lad.
We got company.

Gonna do
something
about it?

Yes, l"m going to
hear what he
has to say.

You are the leader
of these men?
I am.

Then, señor, you will
tell your men to
come with me.

And if I
choose not to?

That would
be a mistake.

We"re to be
taken prisoner?

Not prisoner, señor:

We merely want
to ask some questions
about your ship.

Very well.
I"ll leave a guard
for the longboat.

I will leave
the guards. Now,
shall we go?

Link, that ambush means
they know something"s up.

You"ve got to get back and
tell the Captain to sail
away before it"s too late.

What"ll you do,
being left behind?

We"ll figure
that out later.

I"ll not leave you,
Davey-lad.
You"ll go back.

That"s an order.
I"ll get you loose as
soon as I find a chance.

Buck. Jack.

All right,
get set.

Take care,
Davey.

Herd them
into the castle.

Ahoy, man afloat
off starboard rail!

Can you
make him out?

No, sir,
but he"s
plugging to us.

Heave him a line.

Aye, aye, sir.

Haul away.
Bring him up.

What happened?

Those Spaniards knew
something was up
and ambushed us.

Davey picked a
fight to spring
me loose.

He told me to
tell you to
sail out of here

before they
get the ship, too.

Get him some rum.

We"re out
of rum, sir.

Wouldn"t you know?

Go on, get
out of here.

They left two guards
at the boat on the beach.

They took the rest of them
back to the castle.

I"ll get some boys
and go after them.

We can"t go
after them.

You mean you"re gonna let
Davey rot in that place?

He knew the risks.

Sure he did,
like the time he took
the blame during the storm.

It was my life he saved
by turning the wheel.

I was pegged to the side
while sneaking some rum.

There, I feel better
for telling you.

Captain Porter,

she"s gone,
the Countess.

We checked the ship.
She"s nowhere aboard.

Are you sure?
Positive, sir,

we looked all over.

If she"s jumped
ship, there"s nothing
we can do about it.

But Davey...
I can"t endanger
the lives of the men.

Well, then how
about volunteers?

I"m sure the boys
would rather fight than let
their shipmates rot in a cell.

You realize a raiding
party is in direct
violation of my orders?

Yes, sir.

That I could be
court-martialed for
landing armed men

on the soil of
a friendly nation?

Yes, sir.

All right, let"s go.

Mr. Redell,
get me some powder
fuses and flint rock.

Watchers, lower
the boats. The rest
of you draw arms.

Well, Mr. Link,
you"re probably
witnessing the end

of a long and
honorable naval
career.

Yes, sir, but what
a way to go, sir.

Ooh!

So my young friend
feels better, huh?

I don"t believe
l"ve had the pleasure.

Then allow me to
introduce myself.

I"m the Count
Del Prado,

Governor General
of His Majesty"s
Spanish possessions.

Del Prado?
Yes.

You speak as if
you"ve heard the name.

No. No, I was just
trying to see if my
mind still functions.

Mmm.

It was a silly
gesture to try to
escape like that.

There was no
need for such
heroics, you know.

Now, shall we talk?

Who are you and
what is your mission?

I sail a ship.
We haul cargoes.

And fly the
pirate"s flag.
This I know,

but who are
you really?

Who flies the
pirate flag
but pirates?

I have never heard
of such men
from the colonies.

Even colonials
have a price.

A profound
observation from
one as young as you.

The ship I sail
is well-manned.
We seek a charter.

Perhaps, if I
am convinced,

there is a task I would...
Let me
go! Let me go!

Let me go! Let me go!

She was caught
by the guards,
swimming ashore.

Obviously not
contented with life
aboard your ship, Captain.

Is that true, Countess?

Was the Captain"s
treatment that bad?

He is no captain,
and if he were, I would
have still freed myself.

So you"re not the
man I seek, after all.

Place yourself in
our position, Del Prado.

If we are accepted
here as friends,

the Captain has ample
time to come ashore,

and if not, he can
just sail the ship away.

What happens to you
if he sails away?

Chances one takes
in this profession.

I was uncertain as
to the reception
you would afford us,

but now that our
defenses are down,
we can talk.

Ask the lady about us.

She was onboard
when the pirate flag
was raised.

Is this so?
Yes.

He and his men are
the breed you
do business with,

and I want no
part of them.

I imagine this
is yours.

I was in the
Spanish Court

when the Guierre
was sold to
the Americans

for the specific purpose
of becoming a naval
officers" training ship.

The purchase was
widely heralded to
all Spanish subjects

as a token of
our friendships.

Or do you wish
to tell me you
pirates attacked

American
men-of-war, too?

Now, who
are you?

Very well.

You will have
a short time

to decide that
telling the truth
is less painful

than the tortures
of my chamber.

Take them
to the tower.

Guards.

Davey, did Del Prado
tell the truth?
You"re not pirates?

We"re American
men of war.

Our mission was
to break up
this conspiracy.

And I betrayed you.

You couldn"t know.

I could have
trusted you

and did when you
gave me the medallion,

but then I overheard
you talking to
the Captain

and thought you
meant to hand me
over to Del Prado,

so I escaped.

To this.

I"m truly sorry,
not for myself

but for you and
your men and the
failure of your mission.

We knew the risks.
You didn"t.

So many times
I wanted to explain
but wasn"t able to.

I understand.

A little late but
still in time for all my
doubts of you to be resolved.

And all your questions?

Answered.

So far, so good,
Captain.

Signal the boats
to come ashore.

Aye, aye, sir.

Pull them ashore.

All ashore, sir.

Spread the powder
along the edge
of the footpath.

Aye, aye, sir.

What time does
the guard change
at the castle?

I guess he doesn"t
savvy us, Captain.

We"ll just
have to cut
his head off.

No! No, no,
señor: I tell.

The guard, it
change again at
the midnight time.

How many in
the guard?

Twenty.
Sometimes less.

You see yourself
as they ride to castle.

And I know just
where we can
observe them from.

Tie him up.

Aye, aye, sir.

Powder set
as ordered, sir.
Good.

All ready
to go, sir.

All right, Mr. Link,
let"s have some
shore leave in Foxardo.

Follow me, and
keep a sharp lookout.

Through experience,
I have discovered

that the ancient
methods are
most effective.

I venture that,
in future times, more
ingenious devices will be used

in gaining confessions.
However, for the present,
this will suffice.

Unpleasant, isn"t it,

to share all
this with other
political prisoners?

Since your crew
have not the detailed
information I seek,

it is you
I turn to.

Very well, then.
We will proceed, huh?

I"m afraid there"s
a limit to nobility,
even for Americans.

Guard change
reporting.

Dismount.
Tie and gag him.

Quiet now, until we
find out where...

That"s where!

Let"s go.

I wish you could
share this drink
with me, my friend.

It would refresh you.

It is not my nature
to be inhospitable.

I apologize for
your discomfort.

Now, may I ask again
what your mission is?

Bring her here.

Look there.

Look there, I say.

Maybe this will
convince you once
and for all, my friend,

that I mean
to get the truth.

Now, do I get
the information,

or must the Countess
face the rack, too?

You patriots
are all alike.
Resist to the last.

To the
very last!

You"re Del Prado,
I presume.

I am the
Count Del Prado,

Governor General of his...
That"s all I
want to know.

Take him.

Are you all right?

Yes, thanks
to you, sir.

Mr. Link,
you"re hurt?

No.

I feel just fine.
I mash "em.
I muck "em...

- Beckett, take
care of Mr. Link.

He has a bellyful.
Let"s shove off.

All right, let"s move out.

Open up.

But it is past time.
The gates remain
closed after midnight.

This is
special detail.

They lie!

What is the cause
for alarm?

They have kidnapped
the Count and ridden
towards the beach.

Follow me.

Everybody in the
longboats! Hurry!

That"ll take care
of them till we"re
ready to fight.

I doubt that
they"ll fight with
the Count onboard.

We can rest
easy for a spell.

You have committed
a great blunder in
bringing me here.

I represent the
Kingdom of Spain.

You also represent
a pirate fleet.

The King may
not approve of that.

He"ll know such
charges are a lie,

unless you can
furnish proof.

You"ll furnish it
yourself before you
leave this ship.

I"ll not say a word.

Very well.
Mr. Farragut?

Yes, sir?

I take it we"re
still masquerading
as pirates.

Therefore, I suggest
we act out the end
of this drama.

Run out
the plank.

Aye,
aye, sir.

Run out the plank.
Aye, aye, sir.

But surely you can"t
be serious about this.

I"m too deeply involved
to stop short now.

Blindfold,
Mr. Beckett.

This"ll keep you
from seeing the sharks.

Bosun, pipe the plank.

All right, walk
him down.

Captain Porter?

Yes?

I submit.

Mr. Redell.
Aye, aye, sir.

Untie him.

Well?

This map,

it tells of the
pirates" rendezvous
with the Brazilians.

Thank you for
your cooperation.

Now, I demand to
be put ashore as
quickly as possible.

So you will be.

The moment we
reach our fleet
base in Charleston,

l"ll escort you
ashore personally.
Mr. Redell.

This way,
Your Highness.

I"ll have you
broken from the
service, I will.

These documents are to
be handed over to the proper
authorities in Charleston.

It appears, Countess,
that your fleet will have
a safe crossing, after all.

For a while, I was
afraid he wouldn"t talk.

For a while, Mr. Farragut,
I was more afraid than you.

Oh, Captain Porter?

Yes, Mr. Farragut?

I just wanted to
say thank you, sir.

Weigh anchor!

Hands, make sail!
Braces and sheets!

Take her as she fills.

Set course north
by northwest for
Charleston.

A fine cruise, sir.

"Tis a shame for
Lieutenant Farragut
it might end so badly.

After what
l"ve done,

l"ve a feeling
the court-martial
will be mine.

Davey-boy"s
grown up.

Yes, Mr. Link.

I daresay this cruise
on the Essex has
made us a man.