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A full 20, sir.

Take him to my cabin.

Don't trouble to rise, my boy.

Oh, Your Lordship, may I introduce Lieutenant Fleming?

Commodore Lord Cloudsly.

You are to be commended. A remarkable display of courage.

Thank you, milord.

Hornsby, was the flogging all that necessary?

He requested it, milord.

In the future, Captain Hornsby, when I make a request,

please have the goodness to deny it.

You might have warned me Flogger Flowers would take delight

in having an officer under his cat.

Captain Hornsby.

He's a colonial.

Yes, sir.

May I ask how we find him an officer aboard a British merchant vessel?

Order of the owner, Sir.

Sir James?

As I recall, he always had a particular aversion for American colonials.

Oh, no. Sir James died last month, sir.

The order came from his, um, his widow, Sir.

She was 30 years her husband's junior, milord.

Apparently, she did not share his aversion for American colonials, sir.

Heroism is a unique and enviable quality, Hornsby.

I sometimes encounter it in the least likely places.

Mr. Fleming.

In fairness, I must ask whether you are fully aware,

That this mission will expose you to the gravest of dangers?

Only if I fail, milord.

There are numerous graves on Diego Suarez

that are monuments to previous failures.

I hope to return to describe them, milord.

My flagship will be lying to off the coast awaiting your signal.

It is not easy to ask gallant men to risk their lives,

but the guns fortifying the harbor of Diego Suarez

can only be destroyed from within.

There is no other way.

The Portuguese tried another assault from the sea.

Foolish devils.

Four ships of the line, not a splinter left afloat.

It was that horrifying news, Sir, which prompted me to volunteer.

You're not even one of ours,

yet you're willing to sacrifice yourself for King and country.

There's also the rewards, Sir.

Rewards?

Captain Hornsby.

What's this about rewards?

Yes, sir. Um, 50,000 pounds from the British East Indies Company,

20,000 from the French and Dutch,

and 30,000 from the Portuguese, Sir.

You mean he's doing this for money?

Well, he made the financial arrangements himself, milord.

Where are the other volunteers, Captain Hornsby?

Perhaps we will find an Englishman in whom there exists

some glimmer of patriotism.

There, um...

There are no other volunteers, milord.

You're not going alone.

Not exactly alone, no, Sir.

Will you be good enough to tell us exactly what your plan of action is?

My first move is to prevail upon Captain Hornsby to put me ashore at Zanzibar.

Zanzibar? You're supposed to be going to Madagascar!

May it please Your Lordship,

it would be better to pass over discussion of details.

l... Well, I don't wish to upset you.

Upset me? Mr. Fleming, nothing could upset me further.

This man is a philanderer. A mercenary.

There is not a streak of nobility in him!

What could possibly justify entrusting to a person of your character

a highly sensitive, dangerous mission for the British crown?

I'm willing to go.

Zucco. What?

I'm looking for your master. He wants Zucco!

He's up in his room.

I did not know she had a husband!

I swear it.

Beside, nothing happens.

I give you my word.

Zucco's word?

I'd sooner have the word of a snake.

That voice! Ha-ha!

Fleming!

And a lucky thing for you, huh?

Old friend, it's good to see you!

The time I had last night!

What are you doing out of uniform?

Oh, uh, I'm deserting.

You?

You were such a dedicated sailor.

until I met you. Hmm.

What have I got to do with it?

Zucco, I admire you enormously.

You are a genuine free spirit.

You know how to live, how to laugh.

How to get to Diego Suarez.

Shh! Are you mad to mention this here?

Suppose someone listens?

Can we talk? Why not? Say what's on your mind.

The treasure room you told me about on Diego Suarez.

A treasure worth millions.

Zucco, you're a fool. Look at you.

This room, the way you live.

You settle for a measly living

pelling bits of their stolen merchandise

when you could have it all.

And how do you propose I get it all?

There is only one way to obtain stolen goods legally.

And that is?

You steal them. You're crazy!

I'm stuffing up my ears. I'm not listening to you.

'Cause you're afraid? What?

Because you're afraid? No, because I'm getting interested.

Good.

Now, you and I will be partners.

I told you I'm not listening to you.

Have you any idea the company we're dealing with?

Captain Mission, Captain Cullen,

Caraccioli, John Avery...

And if we stay here, we're dealing with the whole blasted British Navy.

Why? Well, they'll come looking for me.

If I am caught, you are caught.

And do you know the penalty for harboring a deserter?

And as we face the gallows together,

we can dream of the riches that could've been ours

on Diego Suarez.

It's Zucco!

Zucco, didn't you tell me there were elaborate fortifications?

On Diego Suarez, you don't trust your eyes alone.

Every rock, every tree, every branch and leaf

may hold, at best, a grapeshot.

Concealed?

Sheer genius. Wrong.

Sheer madness.

Where are you going? To tell Molvina to turn around.

I don't know what made me listen to you. Zucco.

Diamonds.

The rare silks.

Riches beyond the reach of human imagination.

Now I remember what made me listen to you.

Ah! Hard over. Hard over!

We're going back.

On your course! Dead as she goes!

Look.

Those tide stakes used to be for spies only.

Lately, it's the reward for stealing.

How long are they kept there? Not long.

With the tide come the sharks.

Inhuman.

It's also extremely painful.

Hard over! Dead as she goes!

Who's the Captain here? Captain?

Zucco, what is a captain when you're going to be a king?

You're absolutely insane.

But I respect your point of view.

Zucco's back, Captain Cullen! What?

You can throw the fish overboard, me lads.

There's beef on our plates tonight!

I swear to you, Mr. Avery, I took only me own share.

Give over swearing for a little, Mr. Sparkes. Tell the truth.

What's it about, Mr. Avery?

Mr. Sparkes here's been doing some accounting.

There's a ruby broach not accounted for.

I know of no such broach, Captain. I swear it!

He knows of no such broach, Captain. He swears it.

May I ask the necessity for that action?

We're pledged to uphold a code here.

Fair play.

Yeah, we're also pledged not to steal from one another.

I took no broach. I swear to it. I swear!

No, no, no! Don't, don't, don't!

I didn't mean no harm.

Uh, it was such a little thing, I...

I didn't think nobody would notice it.

Well, take him below and tie him.

Just a moment.

Mr. Avery, under such circumstances, I, too, would swear to anything.

Can you produce the gem, Mr. Sparkes?

Take him.

It's Zucco!

They love me. I bring them pleasure.

A little diversion.

Can you imagine the boredom of these wretched pirates

when even this bedraggled group is a big attraction?

After all, what to do for amusement?

Sit around listening to speeches telling them how happy they are?

I've made loyal friends here.

They'll do anything for Zucco.

Don't look at me like that.

They may be loyal, but they're still vicious.

We will not tolerate indecency here.

I suggest these immodest creatures be covered up or put away or both.

After which, we may proceed with business.

There's nothing so offensive as a prudish pirate.

Ricardo, take the girls back to the boat.

Who's he?

Chief Accountant Emery Swaine.

I must see him now. Uh, where?

In the treasury chamber.

I'll go with you. Uh-oh.

Nobody's allowed in the treasury chamber without permission.

Then I'll just look around the building.

I forbid you to look at anything.

You'll get us all on the tide stakes. I'm warning you.

Zucco, we get the treasure, we get it down to the boat,

and we get ourselves blown out of the water.

Now, let's be logical.

We need a map of the fortifications.

Where would it be if not in that building, hmm?

Right. We'll be logical. We forget the whole thing.

Please.

Eighty-seven Persian carpets.

ugh... Mr. Swaine...

I've been doing very poorly with Persian carpets this season.

Couldn't we...

Couldn't we what?

Persian carpets would be perfect.

Really, Zucco? NO, no, no.

Flies. Just flies.

Go away. Go away.

What? oops.

Just more flies.

I'm just trying to reason with them.

Go away.

Go away!

Zucco, don't...

Zucco!

I don't know you. I don't want to speak to you.

Were you hurt? I have a slight headache.

Madness. Who fired at you?

Mission? Caraccioli?

I don't know. It came from up there. That window.

I begged you not to...

Ooh! Mistress Stephens.

You were shot by Mistress Stephens.

Why would she want to kill me?

Kill you? She saved your life.

She was aiming at me.

My friend, what Mistress Stephens aims at, she hits.

And the next time I see him at my window,

I'll be aiming for his eyes.

Why only two cannons?

It's the best I could manage.

It's very difficult to get good quality cannons nowadays.

Mr. Louis,

get some men to take the guns to our new site.

Aye, Mistress Stephens.

Who is he? Who is, uh...

oh!

Fleming, Mistress Stephens.

Brian Fleming.

I don't recall speaking to you, mister.

Wait your turn.

He helps me dispose of the more quirky items.

His circle of friends include gentlemans of quality and ladies of fashion.

The ladies, Mistress Stephens, wish to enjoy the silent flattery of a precious tiara.

Or a bracelet.

And the gentlemen wish to enjoy these ladies.

I have the happy task of bringing joy to them all.

He's a wonderful asset to our enterprise.

For what he is, I was taught another word.

I would imagine he plays the part quite well.

But he does have the look of a gentleman.

I may have a use for you.

I'm at your disposal.

I never thought otherwise.

I hope we meet again presently.

Uh, perhaps tonight?

I write my own calendar, Mr. Fleming.

Whether it's to be tonight is my decision.

Mine.

There's a room at Mr. Shelby's pub.

Tell him I want it occupied by you both.

See that he makes use of the water tub, Mr. Zucco.

I can never be certain what my calendar might provide.

I think... No, Fleming.

Stop thinking what you're thinking.

I'm only thinking, she knows where the guns are.

They've rules. Strict rules about molesting here.

Don't exaggerate.

Barber, you tell him.

They have strict rules about molesting here.

What did I tell you? Hmm.

It's good. Pay him, Zucco.

Aye. No charge.

Mistress Stephens ordered me to shave you, Sir.

Never mind.

And tell Mistress Stephens you've been paid.

Aye, thank ye!

That was generous of you.

I want no favors from that woman.

Numskull.

Haven't I told you Mr. Avery intends to marry her?

Everybody knows that. Does she?

Oh, he jokes.

I see nothing but tide stakes and sharks tearing at my vitals,

while he jokes!

Mistress Stephens' orders. Is she always obeyed?

Would anyone disobey a captain of the coast?

She? oh!

Her father was one of the founders of this colony, may he rest in torment.

Also one of the Captains.

She became heir to his position.

Avery's her acknowledged suitor.

Men are prohibited from poaching here,

and you will not entertain the idea.

Zucco,

do you suppose I appear on her calendar tonight?

Don't answer.

Say you're not here.

Take heart.

From Mistress Stephens, sir.

In the highest fashion. Ah! Thank you.

Highest fashion.

You will not put them on without a fight.

That's curious.

She didn't send the britches.

Aw, and you were worried about molesting.

Pardon me, Sir.

The britches.

Mr. Avery wants that man on the Scorpion.

He invites you, too.

I accept.

State what you know, Mr. Gow.

Well, gents,

sometime back, I sailed on the Monsoon.

At the port where I left her,

claw me if that bleeder there didn't come aboard as her navigator.

Ah, he did.

Does Mr. Gow speak the truth?

Before he lies, I'd like to make a statement for Your Honors.

I know absolutely nothing.

You will be questioned in due course.

Well, if you question me, I'll tell you everything.

Uh, there's no need to lie.

Mr. Gow is right.

Take care what you say, my lad.

There's a severe penalty for spying here.

I'm no friend of the Monsoon, sir.

Her Captain broke me from my rank and dealt me 20 lashes in the bargain.

On, it's not customary aboard British vessels to flog their officers?

A personal matter, Sir.

You see, the Captain of the Monsoon iS a very jealous man.

You wanted his position?

More likely, his wife.

You say you earned 20 lashes at the grid.

Yes, sir.

We have only your word for that.

If I may interrupt here, I have a way to prove it.

Let's hear, Mr. Gow.

Who laid on the 20, lad?

The bosun.

Flogger Flowers.

I know when Flogger Flowers sets the cat on a man's back,

he signs his name with the last four lashes.

It's a flower, gents.

Allow me to apologize for appearing like this in the presence of a lady.

A man with the guts to spy on us

would have the guts to take 20 on his back, would he not?

I say we take no chances with either of them.

I vote the tide stakes.

No!l don't even know this man.

Does he look to you a man with guts?

You'd think an able, seagoing man

would aspire to be something more than just a lackey

to the likes of Mr. Zucco.

No! No, he seems quite content.

Have you no wish to better yourself?

The suggestion is, Mr. Fleming, that you join the brotherhood.

I myself have need of a navigator aboard the Scorpion.

If he hasn't the guts for spying,

where's he going to find the guts for pirating?

There's a way of trusting him.

Bring Mr. Sparkes from below.

All right, bring Sparkes. Bring Sparkes!

We'll soon know if you're a carpet knight, bucko.

This fella Sparkes was convicted of concealing booty.

Kill the blaggard in any way you please.

I have no stomach for killing an unarmed man.

Then you will fight him, and our judgment will hang on how well you do.

Aye-aye. Throw a coin, Captain Mission.

Winner to choose his weapon. You, call it.

Heads. He's got a tail.

Choice is yours, Mr. Sparkes.

Boarding pikes.

Bring the boarding pikes.

Boarding pikes!

Have you ever used boarding pikes before?

Get clear as soon as he parries.

He's got too much weight for you at close quarters.

And whom do you favor, for 100 guineas?

Save your guineas, John.

Are you ready?

Captain McTigue, the signal.

It was boarding pikes I heard him choose, not rum bottles.

Mercy! Mercy!

Were it not for Mistress Stephens, I'd have no advantage.

I allow mercy.

A good contest, proving nothing.

I still put no faith in him.

I understand your doubts,

and I wish to show my good faith.

Zucco'll remain on the island during our absence.

Well, he is my closest friend.

So, if I do anything wrong, you can cut his throat.

The Scorpion will set sail in the morning.

What are you after?

Air. It's stifling hot in here.

You want Swaine to hear this and pay us a call?

You'll get plenty of air with your throat cut.

Aye, and if he finds not a guard at their station, he'll cut all our throats!

You want to stand your post?

Go ahead. I will.

Later.

Very easy.

The four locks, I can break in ten minutes.

What are you doing? What am I doing?

To the most hopeless idiot, it should be obvious what I'm doing.

Straighten the bars and come down.

Are you insane? We're halfway there!

Zucco...

Aren'tyou forgetting something?

I'll give you a clue.

They're very heavy,

they're painted black,

and they go boom!

The guns. Excellent.

Gentlemen, I must apologize for having wasted your time.

Rehearsal is never a waste of time.

Like anything else you want to stage a good robbery, you've got to rehearse.

Where are you going?

Zucco,

who has charge of placing the cannon?

Who would have a map? If there is a map.

Again with the riddles.

I told you she belongs to John Avery.

How many times do I have to warn you?

Brian. Brian!

I suppose you want an explanation.

Not necessarily.

I have come to say goodbye.

Very fitting, since I intend to kill you.

Well I could not... I could not sail tomorrow without giving you thanks.

It was your influence on the Captains of the Coast that saved my life...

A pity to have wasted the time.

Not in my opinion.

I doubt you'll be mourned by many,

particular of my sex.

I was afraid you were upset about my business relationships with women.

What were you looking for?

Oh, um...

A comb. Acomb. I...

I didn't want to wake you looking like...

Like this.

Do you always enter a lady's bedchamber through her window?

Only when the door is bolted.

Now that's lovely.

Do I know the likeness between you and the gentleman in this portrait?

My father. Oh...

He has a gentle look for a pirate.

He was a gunsmith,

a trade I inherited when he died.

Mmm. And the charge of the island's fortifications.

Naturally.

Do you find that humorous, Mr. Fleming? No.

No. My first impression of you was that you were a woman

capable of holding such responsibilities.

I hope, Mr. Fleming, you are trying to be charming.

I'm trying, my lady, to make you lower that pistol.

There was a reason why I defended you before the Captains of the Coast.

We'll discuss it when I'm dressed.

If you're forgiving, my lady, I prefer you as you are.

Well, you have shown a rare glimpse

of your, uh, inner self.

I will cherish that memory.

Share your amusement, Mr. Fleming.

Well... It...

It's beautiful. It's lovely.

But...

It's an evening cloak, meant for a ball,

or perhaps a coronation.

Nobody weaves rugs like the Persians.

Oh...

Now that is ravishing.

But... No buts. Elegant.

I have others.

Uh, perhaps a color. May I?

Ah! Here.

The gold, uh, ideal for the color of your hair.

Perfect!

Where were... More than perfect. Exquisite.

Well, see for yourself. Come.

This was among the things in the chest.

What is it?

A patch box.

A patch, Mistress, iS worn by a lady

to accent her best feature.

What is my best feature?

Well I don't want to make any part of you jealous

by showing preference to another.

Ah! The curve of your cheek.

Is there more? Hmm?

To being a lady. I'd like to know.

The paramount thing a lady must learn

is how to attract attention to herself wherever she is.

For instance, entering her sedan chair...

She shows her leg.

Uh, now you try. Try.

Superb.

And at dances,

she makes the lowest curtsy of anyone on the floor.

Sink back on your heel. Back... Back... Oh!

Enchanting. Beautiful. I've seen none better.

When at the theater,

a lady laughs so shrilly...

The actress can't be heard.

And dining afterwards...

A lady must be the gayest of all her company.

And what then? Then...

Then it's

2:00 in the morning.

And...

I told you I had a matter to discuss with you.

I wish to discuss it now.

I have a venture in mind for you.

One on my own ship. Mmm.

The Shark.

That's not lady-like.

I... 1 Kiss when I'm ready, not before.

Of course.

Uh, not with your father looking down.

We'll leave the room as itis, Mr. Fleming.

Of course.

Mistress Stephens.

That's Williams. He keeps my gun shop.

Mr. Avery's below, Mistress.

Is it dawn so soon?

We'll discuss the details of the venture When you return.

Prepare to die.

One is always preparing for death around here.

And being shot at.

I do my own fighting, Mr. Fleming.

Now, wait a minute, Jess!

You'll learn a bit of manners, Mr. Avery.

Jess! Jess! Now wait a minute, wait...

He was not at Zucco's boat. I suspected he'd be with you.

How dare you suspect it?

He's here!

I merely came... I require no defense.

You have the mind of a pig.

If I'm not needed, I'll say goodnight.

Um, I came to thank her for saving my life.

And he risked his life to do it,

as you risk yours.

When a man thinks he's been made to play the fool...

Forgive me, Jess.

At least you're willing to admit when you're wrong.

I like that in a man.

Oh, Jess.

Four days and not a sail sighted, Mr. Fleming.

So far, you've been a Jonah to us.

Well, you've only to take me back to be rid of me.

There may be better ways to be rid of you.

Better not count on us from here, Mr. Avery.

I remember a time, Captain Cullen,

when you'd not hesitate to heave a Jonah overboard.

The years have been gentle with you.

He's a rude lad,

but the most efficient mate in the brotherhood.

Does it strike you as strange, Mr. Fleming,

that I took such a quick liking to you?

It's because he took such a quick hate to you.

Deck ahoy!

Ship flying by on the starboard hull!

Well? What do you make of her?

She's a Gutubuddin.

The state ship of the Emperor of India.

Heading for the Red Sea, she is.

Boned to the hatches with offerings!

Jewels, more jewelry, plate, carpets!

You'll pay a grim price for them.

Captain, train a gun on that ship,

and half the British Navy will set Madagascar ablaze to root us out.

Is it, um, really more riches we're in need of, Mr. Avery?

We've a better use for grain, cattle...

You're saying no, then?

566...

She looks to carry 13 guns to our 16.

The disadvantage is theirs!

Our gunners had myself to train them.

Give order the guns be manned.

Memsahib! Memsahib!

Memsahib! Memsahib! Memsahib! Memsahib!

Stop it, now! Stop it! I cannae hear!

Very well, Hassan. Try me in English.

Pirates, Memsahib. Pirates!

Pirates, ya great blubbering mound of blubber.

What pirate would dare harm the Great Mogul's own ship?

Dekte. Dekte. Shoe form. Memsahib. Shoe form. Memsahib.

The nerve of the monsters!

Stop it! Stop it! And you...

Get where you belong. And pull on someone if you cannae fight.

Listen to me carefully now. Don't ask questions, do as I say.

Remove your pearls, your ring and your robe.

All that shows that you're the Princess.

Hide them. Wear these, instead.

Then stay in the prayer closet.

You know I love you, angel, SO mind me now.

In the prayer closet till I come and fetch you.

Take the wheel, Mr. Fleming.

Let's see how you navigate in a fight.

Well, huh, nice bit of pudding.

Lay a finger on them, and I'll scratch your beady eyes out!

Oh-ho! Well, burn me, Fleming.

This old crone is more bloodthirsty than any of my crew!

Arms ready, Mr. Avery.

Then set torches to her.

Cast off, Mr. Fleming. Lose no time.

No! No! No! No! Don't do that!

Let me go! Oh! My angel! Oh!

My angel! My lamb!

Let me go! Let me go! She's finished.

For the love of Helen, madam, it's only a ship!

No, my angel! Your angel?

In the cabin! The small cabin! The prayer closet! My angel!

Oh, my lamb!

We must hurry.

Yalla, yalla.

Imshi, Imshi!

Depeche-toi.

March now?

For pity's sake, let's move!

Now, hold on tight.

No choking!

You can release her now.

She...

Seems reluctant, ma'am.

Most likely the shock.

If any harm has come to her...

I brought her up since she was a wee babe.

Everything she knows was learned by my side.

Come, lass, speak to us, and thank the man.

I think you're a brave, brave man.

And I thank you with all my heart.

I, uh, positively heard

your Ms. MacGregor command you to rest below.

You're the third. Hmm?

Hassan had no hair on his head.

And my father, his hair on his face.

And you're the third man I ever saw.

That's nothing to fall down about.

I owe you my life.

I am yours, for aye and forever.

Well, that's sweet.

And innocent.

If, um, if you wanna do something for me,

why don't you go to your cabin and remain there. That is all.

You do not want me, is it?

Not as my slave.

But you must be rewarded.

Ah, you're the nicest third man I ever met.

I will give you the Kohinoor.

Indian Emperor's big diamond?

Of course you will.

But who will give it to you? My father.

What is your name?

Patna.

Patna.

Patna, now you go below at once. Tell nobody who you are.

Do you hear me? Tell no one. Now, go on. Go!

Goon!

Mr. Williams? Yes, Mistress?

Has Mr. Fleming been by at all?

No, Mistress.

You look, if I may say so, lovely.

Mr. Avery will be pleased, he will.

When Mr. Avery comes in,

you don't know where I am and you don't know where I've gone.

Out of the way, come on! Get out of the way!

Hey, where do you want it, Mr. Swaine?

Easy, boys. Easy. All right, all right.

Fine, fine, Put the chair right there. Right there.

Bring the quill and the books. Here, right here.

Captain Cullen, where can I find Mr. Fleming?

He's at The Scorpion, lass.

Mr. Avery has put him to the accounting.

I say it's a great, dirty crime!

Sinful and immoral!

Absolutely disgraceful, I tell ya.

Is it even a Christian thing you're doing?

Answer me that, ya great bum! Is it Christian?

Will you hold your wind, madam?

It so happens these persons are Muslim.

Oh, it's true! Fabulous!

And to think that I mistrusted youl!

We must act quickly!

Pass me everything, I'll get it to the ship.

We can make sail within the hour.

Careful, idiots!

You've copied the map? I didn't bother. We checked.

Either of those gulfs can't be reached except from the shore.

It's impossible. We'd make magnificent targets.

Zucco, what about the treasure chamber?

After all that rehearsing, you're not just going to forget it?

I'm not a greedy man, Fleming.

I settle for a small dynasty.

No.

I knew it. I knew I shouldn't have trusted you. - Why!

Because...

Zucco, go!

Well, I'm honored by your presence,

Why haven't you been to see me, Mr. Fleming?

I seem to recall discussing a venture on my ship.

Oh, so you did.

Well, as you can see I'm confined to this one.

This place smells like a joth house.

Did you spend a pleasant night, Mr. Fleming?

Yes... But not here!

No?

No.

It seems I couldn't get past this.

I hope you'll be good enough to return to Ms. MacGregor.

Ha-ha. Now...

About the business venture I mentioned.

What value would you put to this, hmm?

Perhaps 2,500 guineas.

Oh. Well my share is 27. I'd say this is fair payment.

I want you to take command of the Shark.

If you'll forgive me, could we discuss this later?

The accountant, Mr. Swaine, will be here shortly

to confirm my labors, and apportion the treasury tax.

Fortunately,

you were ordered to keep the door bolted.

The tax is 40% Now wouldn't you call that high?

Pirates with too much money tend to get into trouble.

Well I thought trouble...

Was in the nature of piracy.

The nature of piracy is to plunder ships.

I suppose that would keep them out of trouble.

I told you once...

I kiss when I'm ready.

I'm ready.

Mr. Swaine.

Mr. Fleming,

I'm ready.

Oh, how could I resist such a tender invitation?

Damn you. Get that smirk off your face!

Well, what've I done wrong this time?

Mistress Stephens,

not everything is accomplished at the point of a gun.

It is a custom for a gentleman to call upon a lady with a nosegay, perhaps.

And in the privacy of her bedchamber,

he may feel free to act as the moment inspires.

Is this the kind of action you mean?

Um... That's the general...

But, we can't. We couldn't, not here.

Couldn't what?

This?

Yes. Mr. Swaine...

The auction...

I understand.

But isn't it a pity?

It's a great pity.

At my house when you've finished.

Let us proceed with business.

All right, gentlemen.

For this worthy little craft, what am I bid? What am I bid?

Who'll say 300 guineas?

Two hundred!

Two? Didn't I hear three? Who'll give me three?

Come on, give me three. Someone give me three.

Gentlemen, strong of shoulder and firm of arm is she!

Would you be good enough to smile?

Ah, you'll never have trouble with those teeth.

Do I hear 250?

Two-fifty!

Two-fifty? Who'll give me 2757?

A scrubby price to pay for a lifetime of cooking and washing!

Aye, but what's she like at close quarters?

Silence! Silence!

I am shocked and dismayed at your behavior!

We are discussing your future wives here!

This is not a place for lewd and rebelled utterances,

and we'll not tolerate them.

Now, who'll give me 275?

Two hundred and seventy five! Two-seventy-five, once...

And twice... And take her, Mr. Collins. Till death do you part.

Out of my way, love.

Your turn is up, soon enough.

You'll pay for this!

No, no, no, not this one.

I've got me eye on the one second from last.

Now, take off your veil, child.

A slight body, but a pure face. What am I bid?

There ain't enough beam to her.

Come on, now. Who'll begin?

Three hundred guineas.

Three hundred, Mr. Fleming?

Do I hear 325?

So be it. 300 once, and twice...

Three hundred fifty.

Four hundred.

Four-fifty...

Five hundred.

Six hundred.

Six-fifty.

Seven hundred. Eight hundred.

What are you doing now, you idiot?

A thousand guineas.

What do you need with a girl?

Zucco, that I should live to hear you ask such a question.

Two thousand guineas. You're holding something back.

Twenty-two-fifty.

Apparently, I've been holding back too much.

No less an expert than Mistress Stephens

has put a value on this of 2,500 guineas.

Is that... Is that your bid?

Twenty-five hundred once, and twice...

Three thousand!

Sold!

I prefer you as a bachelor, Mr. Fleming.

All does not seem as you make it appear.

One does not deceive Zucco.

I implore you to remember.

And as you can see, her, uh, needlepoint is beyond compare.

What am I bid?

Oh, gentlemen, at least examine her needlepoint.

There might be... A hundred guineas.

Sold!

Don't you be getting any notions about me, you... You animal.

Lay a hand on me and... Miss McGregor.

Your virtue is safe, I promise.

I have other needs for you.

Now, I beg you to trust me.

I need your help to get Patna out of here.

How did you know her name?

I know more. I know who she is.

What is it you want of me?

In Mistress Stephens' bedchamber, there is a map,

which I would like copied.

Mistress Stephens, I wish to explain the...

My lass.

Uh, I'm here to implore you, Mistress Stephens,

to... To reunite these two.

She cannot be apart from her governess.

I see. They're inseparable.

I'll need to have a word with you, my girl.

You see?

Mr. Williams,

please find temporary quarters at Mr. Shelby's pub.

They can have his room.

Does that settle our business?

Uh, not completely.

I had another reason for coming.

Your invitation.

Williams will show you to your room.

Come with me.

I'd like to discuss the venture with you, Mr. Fleming.

I should explain.

It's not a pirate mission.

To what port do you wish to escape, milady?

Is it so apparent?

Wherever you choose to go,

you'll be a much admired lady.

How may I reach England as a passenger on a lawful ship?

From any port in Brazil.

Take me, and I'll give you the Shark.

And the girl.

What would I do with that lovely bit of porcelain?

Put her under a glass cover like a Geneva clock?

Well, what did you intend if you'd bought her?

Oh, you men are all alike!

All you want is a lovely piece of porcelain!

Well, you'll find no such woman here!

Draw that pistol and you'll find yourself across my knee.

Why?

Why did you try to buy the girl?

Perhaps to keep her out of rough hands.

If I'm to captain the Shark, shouldn't I have a look at it?

We're agreed? Positively.

You're a very reasonable man.

Look, I don't care about myself,

but I'm responsible for keeping this room neat.

You can have the holes repaired at my expense.

Thank you.

Good afternoon, Mr. Fleming.

So you went to the Shark with Mistress Stephens?

Oh. You know.

And I was hoping to surprise you.

Perhaps I hold the surprises, Mr. Fleming.

I just arranged with Zucco to finish his business,

draw whatever merchandise he's to dispose of and be out of here tomorrow night.

You will, of course, accompany him?

Oh. Of course.

You disappoint me.

I had hoped you'd need persuading.

I'm glad you agreed with him.

He would've ruined the door, too.

I more than agree with him, Zucco.

We won't leave tomorrow, we'll leave tonight.

Tonight?

What is this? Miss McGregor

has ingeniously provided me with a map of the harbor gun emplacements.

Insanity! You don't still think...

But that added complication, that girl I bid for,

we must take her away from here.

Not on my ship. You don't know who she is.

I wouldn't take her if she were a daughter of the Emperor himself!

She isn't?

I won't do it. I won't do it!

Zucco... No.

If any of these cutthroats were to learn of her identity

and tried to hold her for ransom,

it would mean the death of every European in India.

I don't know one Hungarian in India.

And if I did, I'm positive I would not like him.

Zucco, you said you'd checked.

How many sentries are there?

Uh, three, on each side of the harbor.

And each with a big warning bell.

Boom, bong, bong.

All we have to do is get to them before they get to the bells.

Looks simple. Looks?

This side is maybe simple.

You approach from the back road.

But this side of the harbor can only be approached from the beach,

where we'll be seen.

What this needlepoint does not show,

all this is a deep ravine.

Impossible. There is no bridge.

Hopeless.

A thousand-foot drop.

Well, that settles it.

We'll try it.

Madness! Shh!

Shh! Quiet.

Ready? Ready.

oon!

You're surely not going to send me? Shh!

You're going to take care of the other side of the harbor. No!

oon! You said it was simple.

May be!

I said "May be simple."

We could do it. Traitor!

Shh!

What do we do with him? Tie him up. They won't miss him till tomorrow.

I'll go check on Zucco.

I told you it was easy.

What have you done with the sentries?

Over the side, for the sharks.

Killed them?

I hope so.

If not, I lose my faith in sharks.

At the boat, then. One hour.

It's Fleming.

Be ready within the hour. I'll meet you at the gate.

I'll nO go, I say.

I absolutely refuse.

The ship sails in the hour, you great ninny.

Mr. Fleming's expecting us.

Will he be coming? Of course.

I... I'll help you pack.

Oh, delirium, I think.

Love, I think.

That's a word I've never trusted.

And now?

Jess,

the proof of trust is when there's a doubt in your mind.

You promise to trust me then?

No question. It's Lieutenant Fleming.

Shall we answer him with a flare, sir?

And have him killed? If he can see it, So can they.

Man all sails. Man all sails!

It seems, Mr. Fleming, we cannot communicate with words.

Mr. Avery... You don't... Understand.

But...

Don't be a... Fool!

You're mistaken...

You're wasting effort. It's not Mistress Stephens

I come for.

The Indian girl!

Judas!

You miserable, merry mouth, misbegotten...

Where was he taking her?

Where?

Oh, Jess!

A man's fancy falls where it will.

Let him have the girl. Forget him.

She's my property.

Return to your room!

I obey only Allah and my father.

I'll put a whip to youl!

And you'll be thrown to the cobras and trampled beneath elephants

for daring to insult the Princess of India

Princess?

You believe her?

I shall tell you what I believe, my friend.

You knew she was the Mogul's daughter.

It's the ransom you're after. That's what I believe.

Bring them!

Bring him!

Caught in the thick of it, Mr. Avery.

Hunting treasure, they were.

In flagrante delicto.

Prepare the tide stakes.

No!

Why now? What else?

You don't think I was going to let you betray Zucco?

Take them!

Please!

I hope you remember your promise to trust me.

I'll remember with regret that I didn't blast your head off the first moment I saw you.

No, please.

NO, no, no!

What a hopeless idiot you are.

I don't understand it.

It worked in rehearsal!

I have to yell. It keeps me from getting hysterical.

Zucco and his merry troupe.

They still know how to entertain.

In a quarter of an hour, they'll belong to the tide and the sharks.

That's not good enough.

I'll never forgive you for what you did to me.

And I'll never forgive myself for what you're making me do now.

Sag down!

And don't move until we leave.

To the cannons!

Well? It's a British man-of-war.

She'll find bottom like all the others.

That's Fleming's work.

May his soul rot in hell.

He was a spy, too.

Hey, you.

Go to Mistress Stephens' house, fetch me the princess and that woman.

Move, you jack-off!

What good can they do now?

Oh, I have a use for them.

Prepare for broadside on harbor ships.

Load loud at twelve founders!

Prepare broadside at harbor ships!

Poised!

Fire!

Well, that's the end.

I think not.

Have a long boat ready!

The McGregor woman will bear an interesting message to that man-of-war.

You can't seriously believe he'd really kill the Princess?

Aye, he will!

They'll hang her at the sound of your first shot.

The pirates are signaling for an answer.

Give them none.

Prepare for a broadside, but withhold all fire 'til I give the command.

Prepare for broadside!

Why don't they answer?

I'm not waiting.

We're going through!

By John!

They weren't bluffing.

They mean to run by us!

I've done it, by heaven!

And now, it's freedom for us,

and to the devil with them.

I will be only yours.

I will be your servant. Yes.

I'm yours forever and out! Yes. I know.

For heaven's sakes, not now! Forever!

An odd revenge you took.

Nino!

I will give you an elephant with an ivory howdah.

And a peacock with ruby rings on its feet.

You have only to wish it and I will obey.

Uh, Miss... Miss McGregor... Miss McGregor!

I must say, I do envy you, you know?

You'll be rewarded by the Mogul,

by the governments of three countries.

By heaven, Fleming, it's been a successful venture for you.

If I may, milord,

without these men, I never could have done it.

They, too, should be rewarded.

Their efforts will be brought to the attention of His Majesty himself.

I can assure you they'll be decorated.

If it's all the same to you, Your Honor,

I'll take the reward.

I myself, milord, will forsake any material compensation if...

And if you could do one thing for me.

Hmm?

This lady...

I wish to propose marriage to her.

It requires my permission?

She requires your pardon, milord.

Ah.

Done and done. May you both know happiness.

Mr. Fleming, I knew you were a man of quality the moment I set eyes on you.

It's a blessing you turned out to be a spy.

How long we wanted to retire from piracy.

Sir, 1am here to arrange a surrender of Diego Suarez.

Are you empowered by your government to, er, negotiate?

Negotiate?

Negotiate what? A-ha! That we will discuss.

May we retire to your cabin? Uh, milord.

Handle this well, and there may be a dukedom in it for you.

I know it's not the proper time and place for ladies and gentlemen, but...