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They say they want you to hunt...
but they don't really want you to hunt.

So why did they ask?

They just want you to be there.

Despite what I tell them,

they are convinced
that you have magical powers.

They think the animals
will be drawn to you.

How long will I be gone for?

A week.

They're offering a new set of furs...

and a fair portion of the catch.

Tell them I said yes.

Are you sure?

You will not have
the comfort of the cabin.

I will gladly do it. There's little enough
around here to keep me occupied here.

Maybe act as a good example of civilized
virtues whilst you're amongst them.

I'll be no such thing.

You know,
you're a finer man than you think.

You keep your secrets tight,
I know that.

Go, go, go! Go, go, go!

So did you encourage their superstitions?

I let them believe what they want-

You do them no service
by keeping them in ignorance.

I have no better truths to tell them.

What's wrong?

It's...

Badly bunged up, that's all.

To me...

they seem closer to the animal world,
don't you think?

Perhaps we are too far removed.

But they lead such-..

Brutish and primitive kind of lives.

Unsentimental.

But brutish, no.

They... accept the reality
of their existence

and the world as it is.

They have no great need
to... force change upon it.

I don't think that makes 'em primitive-

I'll get you some brandy.

Brandy, brandy, brandy.

Where is it, Father? Show me-

Show me.

Your cecum is abscessed or ulcerated-

The difference is unimportant-

How do you know this?

I was a surgeon.

Have you done this before?

I've neither done it myself,
nor seen it done.

I read about it being performed
by a man named Hancock

at the Charing Cross Hospital in London

some years ago.

And?

On that occasion, the patient survived-

We're a long way from London-

I'll do what I can under these conditions,

but we are going
to need a large amount of luck.

You do your best.. -

and the Lord
will take care of the remainder.

I'll need your help, too, Anna.

I want you to hold him.

And apply more of this whenever I say.

In.

Hold him, hold him-

Hold him-

Hold him, hold him-

Here we go.

That's it.

Nearly there.

Oh, dear-

There we go.

What did you find inside of me?

Nothing good.

Then best be rid of it, I'd say.

For a man who puts his faith
in life everlasting...

it seems your awfully keen to linger on

amidst the pain and strife of this one-

I would like you to rest now, Father.

Will you be watching over me?

There's precious little else to do
around here until the spring arrives.

Aye.

It's going to be a long, dark winter.

I thought you would be out hunting.

I'm not a seal hunter.

Come.

Sit with me awhile-

You are a strange fellow.

A constant source of mystery-

I know you have suffered, Patrick.

I know you've suffered a very great deal.

All of my sufferings
I have brought on myself.

I have made mistakes aplenty-

So many.

Show me a... a man who hasn't

and I will show you a saint

or a very great liar.

And let me tell you...

I have met very few saints in my lifetime.

What will you do now?

Well, I'm a surgeon.

I'll try to start again
the best way I can manage.

Oh, leave her Johnny

We'll work no more

Leave her, Johnny, leave her

Of pump and drown we've had full store

It's time for us to leave her

Second bearing from the Western Pier!

Aye!

What's all this?

It's May Day. It'll be lively tonight.

Mr. Baxter.

I hardly believed it
when I got your letter from Lerwick.

We thought we'd lost you.

Drowned or frozen
with all the other poor buggers.

Yet here you are.

Yes, indeed.

Would you take something to eat?

Can I get you a plate of oysters
or a pork sausage?

I know. Stevens, get this young man
a nice morsel of calf's tongue.

No, I've come for my wages
and then I'll be on my way. Thank you.

You will not.

You're not leaving here till you've
sat down and taken a drink with me.

-I'll not allow it- Stevens, that will do.
-Sir.

Both ships sunk
and you're saved by passing yaks.

Miraculous. Don't you think?

So I'm told.

Certainly quite a story
to tell the waiting world.

Indeed.

But I won't be telling it any time soon.

Why is that?

Because I do not wish to become known
as the man who survived the Volunteer.

I wish to move on the best I can manage.

Keeping quiet may be the greater kindness.

Let the poor buggers rest in peace, I say.

It was a terrible accident.

But such things must be endured.

Wait.

You read my letter, I assume,
about the killings.

Horrifying.

Just horrifying.
I could hardly believe what I was reading.

Cavendish. Brownlee.

A cabin boy.

You had no idea, then,
before he signed on?

About Drax?

What do you take me for?

The man was a great heathen.
'Course he was.

He seemed no worse than average
for a harpooner.

Perhaps somebody
should be searching for him.

You put Henry Drax behind you.

Far behind you.

He'll be judged soon enough.

It's what you do next that's important-

I know a man in London.

A.. a surgeon.

Name of Gregory.

-Heard of him?
-No.

I'll write to him today.
We'll get you a bed for a night or two-

Then when we hear back from Gregory

we can put you on the train.

London's the place for your kind.

You're too young and bright for Hull.

I'll have your wages
sent over to the De La Pole

and when you've settled in,

I'll get Stevens
to send you round a nice plump whore

to ease you back
into the ways of civilized living.

Hey?

It won't do, Henry-

He knows too much.

Well, he don't know about the sinking.

He... he can't know that.

He knows it weren't right.

Why turn the ship north

when every other bugger's sailing south?

He said that?

He did.

And what did he say about me?

He swears he'll find you.

He says he'll find a man, if needs be.

I think he's making enquiries
while we're sat here.

What man?

Somebody in Canada
to find out what became of you,

to track your movements since.

They'll never find me.

I told him you're likely dead.
He wouldn't have it.

"A man like Henry Drax doesn't just die,"
he said.

"He must be killed-"

Killed? Oh, yeah.

He's just a fucking surgeon.

He was in the army, though.
Siege of fucking Delhi.

He's got some vinegar in him-

Where's he now?

I got him a room at the De La Pole,

but, Henry, we've got to do this tonight.

We can't delay.

If he gets to a magistrate in the morning,
there's no telling.

No telling
what trouble he'll cause for us.

I've been drinking all week.

You get that lazy sod Stevens to do it-

What? I can't trust Stevens
with a task like this one, Henry.

All our fortune's riding on it.

If Sumner blabs,

they'll throw me into jail

and hang you by the neck.

What the hell do you have
Stevens around for if not for this?

He's a good man,

but he doesn't have your experience.

Do it right, there won't be any struggle.

Aye.

Stevens.--

I have a task for you.

Listen carefully now.

I'm listening.

At midnight, you go to the De La Pole

and tell Sumner
I need to see him urgently.

Tell him I've important news-

About what?

Tell him it's about the Volunteer.

Now, he doesn't know where my house is,

so he'll follow wherever you lead.

You go up Trippett, past the foundry

till you come to the warehouse.

Walk on through the building-

If he asks,
tell him you're taking a short cut.

Henry Drax will be waiting.

-Drax?
-Yes.

He'll shoot Sumner-

And after he's shot Sumner.. -

you'll shoot him.

-Yes?
-It's Stevens-

Baxter wants to see you-

Just a moment, please.

Mr. Stevens.

Others make oaths and promises.

But there are precious few who will do-

Henry Drax will do-

Baxter, you fucking cunt.

Why don't you show yourself?

Huh?

Well, lookie here.

I'll even put my gun down.

I'm offering a fair fight!

No weapons.

I've got a drink or two inside me.

Even things up a bit!

If you plan to come to me,
now's your best chance.

You won't ever get a finer one.

Baxter.. -

Baxter says that you plan to hunt me down.

But here I am. Right in front of you.

Alive. In the flesh.

Come on now, Sumner.

Come on, come on. I know you're in here.

I can smell you.

Don't be bashful.

He's a sneaky cunt, indeed, that Baxter.

I'd say there was more than one of us
he wanted dead tonight.

Why might that be, Mr. Sumner?

Just the two of us left now.

All the others silent in their graves.

Oh, Sumner.

Why do you think it is we traveled north
when every other bastard went south?

Yes.

He's a sneaky bastard, indeed,
that Mr. Baxter.

And a whole lot richer, too,
since his two ships went down.

Go on!

If it's an eye for an eye you're after,

or a tooth for a cabin boy's tooth...

you're looking in the wrong fucking place.

You're a fucking monster!

But you and me ain't so different.

We're not so different at all.

I wonder-..

If your bollocks are mighty big enough-

Huh? Huh?

Aye.

Baxter.

Baxter.

What?

Could you tell Mr. Baxter that I need
to see him rather urgently, please?

And who are you?

I'm his surgeon.

Wait in here.

He'll see you in his study.

Come in!

Is there anything
I can get you, Mr. Baxter?

No thank you, Mae.

You can leave me for tonight-

Me and Mr. Sumner have much to discuss-

You don't need that.

I'd say that's for me to decide.

Not you.

Just a friendly suggestion, that's all-

Whatever exactly has happened tonight,

I'm sure we can resolve it
without the need for firearms.

What exactly was your plan?

My plan?

Your man Stevens is dead.

Do not play the fool.

Let me explain something to you, Patrick.

Before you jump to any quick conclusions.

Stevens was a good man.

Willing. Loyal.

But there are some men

who can't be controlled.

That's the simple truth of it.

They're too vicious.

And too stupid.

They won't take orders.

They won't be led.

A man like Henry Drax, for example.

A grave danger to everyone.

He obeys no master,

but himself and his vile urges.

So, where a man like myself. -.

An honest man, a man of good sense,

discovers that he has
such an unruly fucker in his employ,

the only question is,

how best may I rid myself of him

before he destroys me
and everything I've worked for?

So why did you pull me into it?

That was wrong of me, I confess.

I was in a tight corner.

You see, when... when Drax

got back here a month ago, I think it was,

I thought to make him part of my plans-

I had some doubts from the start,

but when I got your letter from Lerwick,

I understood for sure
that I'd bound myself to a monster.

But how to work it?

He's an ignorant fucker,

but he's no fool, as you know.

He's wary, he's guileful

and he'll kill a man for the joy of it-

A brute like that can't be reasoned with.

Force must be employed.

I realized I needed to set a trap for him,

to lure him away,

catch him unawares-

And I thought I might use you...

As bait.

It was reckless!

It was unconsidered. I see that now.

I shouldn't have used you as I did

and if Stevens is dead now,
as you say he is--

He was shot.

Through the chest.

By Drax?

Yes.

And what's become
of that evil bastard now?

I killed him.

Oh, well-

Will you take a glass with me
in celebration?

Or at least sit yourself down?

Yeah, you...

You've done well
to come here tonight, Patrick.

-I can help you.
-I didn't come here for your help.

What for, then? Not to kill me, I hope-
What would be the good of that?

I don't believe
that I was just there as a lure.

I believe that you wanted me dead.

Why would I want such a thing?

Because it was you

who had the Volunteer sunk.

It is clear to me now

that Cavendish and Brownlee
were involved, too.

And the only two people, who were still
alive, who might have known of this plan,

was myself and Drax.

Take heed now, Patrick.

You listen carefully to what I'm saying.

There are two men
lying dead in that timber yard.

One of them murdered by your hand.

I'd say that puts you
in fair need of my assistance.

If I tell the truth,
I have little enough to fear from the law.

Oh, come on. You're not so innocent
as to believe such a far-fetched notion.

You're a man of the world, like I am.

You can tell the magistrate your theories.
'Course you can.

But I've known the magistrate
for some years.

I won't be so sure he'd believe them.

And who exactly are you?

An Irishman of uncertain provenance.

There'd be investigations,
probings into your past.

Your time in India-

You can make things uncomfortable for me,

I'm sure,

but I can do the same for you
and a lot worse,

if I wanted to.

Henry Drax is dead now

and both ships are sunk.

No bugger's coming back to life again.

I promise you that-

I could shoot you dead.

Right there.

Yes, you certainly could.

But then you'd have two murders
on your hands

and what good would that do you?

You need to use your head.

Now, Patrick...

this is your chance
to put everything behind you

and start afresh.

How often in life does a man

get such a rare opportunity?

You did me a great service
by killing Henry Drax,

however it came about,

and I'll happily pay you

for the work.

I'll give you 50 guineas
on top of your wages

and you can walk out of this house

and never look backwards.

Get yourself down to London.

Forget the Volunteer.

Forget Henry Drax.

It's the future

that matters now,

not the past.

And don't worry about...
about the warehouse.

I'll make up some story about that

to throw them off the scent.

Are we agreed?

Give me the rest of it
and I'll leave you be.

The rest of what?

All the money that's in that safe.
Every bastard penny of it.

You've come to rob me?

No, I'm using my head, as you advised.

The truth isn't gonna help me,

but that pile of money surely will.

I don't believe you'll murder me
in my own house.

I am so very sick and tired

of men like you!

And tonight I stabbed a man in the neck.

And I watched him die.

Do you think that putting a bullet in your
skull is gonna strain my nerves at all?

No.

Now, empty that safe.

This won't bring you

the peace you desire... Patrick.

Trust me-

Wealth brings
its very own particular kind of suffering.

One I... I don't think you're made for-

I'm prepared to take that risk.

We both know
how the world is, how it works.

It isn't something you can get away with.

BERLIN, ONE YEAR LATER

Oh, we'd be all right

If the wind was in our sails

Oh, we'd be all right

If the wind was in our sails

Oh, we'd be all right

If the wind was in our sails

And we'll all hang on behind

And we'll roll your chariot along

We'll roll your chariot along

We'll roll your chariot along

And we'll all hang on behind

Well, a night on the town
wouldn't do us any harm

Oh, a night on the town
wouldn't do us any harm

Oh, a night on the town
wouldn't do us any harm

And we'll all hang on behind

And we'll roll your chariot along

We'll roll your chariot along

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