All language subtitles for The Onedin Line S03e07 Law of the Fist

I gave you fair warning, Hoskins.

Warning, Captain?

Twice and you've taken no heed.

I don't know what you're talking about,
Captain. Maybe this will revive your

memory.

You're too free with your vests, Captain
Banks.

Giving him a taste of his own medicine,
sir.

You must learn to control that temper of
yours.

Hoskins has a down on one of the
apprentices, sir.

That doesn't complain to me, but I've
got eyes in my head.

Hoskins cuffs and kicks him at the least
excuse.

Now you hope to mend the situation by
proving to Hoskins that you can throw a

heavier nook on the needles, eh?

The only language some of you
understand.

Well, I never had to bruise my knuckles
to see that my orders was carried out.

As master of this ship, you will kindly
assert your authority by the strength of

your mind, not by the weight of your
fists.

Most owners place a high value on a
master with a hard pair of fists.

Then you'd better find such an owner,
hadn't you?

You know that when he sets sail with his
ship and crew, he never knows what's

going to happen.

When he sets his course and he knows his
destination, he might have his mind

that strips could be like any other, but
the minds of men are as unpredictable

as the weather, sir.

I know many a master who might have had
a mutiny on his hands when not the fact

that each and every member of his crew
has a healthy respect for the measure of

his shoulders.

In certain unusual circumstances, it may
become necessary to bruise a man's

face, but that must only serve to remind
that master that he has failed to

assert his authority by more superior
means.

Well, that be all, sir.

I've got an urgent appointment ashore.

Not with another owner, I hope.

Morning, Mr. O 'Neill. Morning. Captain
Bates. Morning, ma 'am. Oh, Captain

Bates, is my recommendation a good one?
I shall know directly. I'm on my way

there now.

Oh, Captain Bates.

The ceiling in his room was leaking, and
the landlord refused to have it

repaired.

I went round yesterday to take a look at
the room, and the man hurled abuse at

me.

Captain Baines said there is no way in
which to address the lady and... And

promptly broke the landlord's nose.

Simply a cut over the man's eye.

I'm afraid it didn't help matters.

Our Captain Baines has to look for other
accommodation.

It's a good thing, too, how he put up
with living in those dreadful

Oh, come, we weren't all brought up with
a... With a silver spoon in our mouth,

yes, I do realise that.

But surely everyone should continually
struggle to better his condition. Oh,

you have better, Captain Baines, as...

by having him thrown out in the street?

I must say, it was rather gallant of
Captain Baines to defend me like that.

you needed defending, did you?

Certainly not.

But being a defenceless woman now and
then is a luxury one shouldn't deny

oneself.

And for such a situation, Captain Baines
is perfection itself.

No messy scuffling and brawling, just
one clean fist.

I'm sober and done with.

Captain Baines informs me that you wish
to sail with us to Havana.

Yes.

I am to meet my late husband's business
partner there.

He has some important matters he wishes
to discuss.

Yes, I gather your husband was a very
successful businessman. Yes, indeed he

was. He was concerned not only in
railroads. He had fingers in various

over the world.

Consequently, I saw little of him during
our three years of marriage.

Forgive my curiosity.

Of course.

What would you like to know about my
late husband?

No, not your husband, Captain Baines. To
whom or what did you recommend him?

Good

morning,

Mrs. Darling.

Yes? If I may introduce myself, Captain
Baines.

I understand you have a vacancy for a
lodger.

Yes, I do.

And then again, I do not.

Would you come in, please?

Thank you.

Through there.

Well now, Captain, the position is this.

My last lodger left rather suddenly last
week. And since that time, I've had no

less than five applicants.

If I might inquire who...

Oh, Mrs. Caroline Maudsley.

Would you sit down, Captain... Baines.

W. Baines.

W? William.

Are you what they term a drinking man,
Captain Baines?

Oh, I feel like a noggin down there to
keep the damp out.

I needed it, my last lodges, too, I can
tell you.

Oh, why not? You call it drinking, ma
'am. I'm no... What time do you normally

retire? Well, let's see. You see, when
one is alone in the house, one likes to

know that the doors are securely bolted
before one retires.

Alone, did you say? When my brother is
away at sea, that is.

But I understood that you were... My
husband died three years ago.

Lost at sea.

I'm sorry to hear that, ma 'am.

Captain William Darley.

You knew him?

Oh, I never say it with him, ma 'am, but
a highly respected master, as I

understand. Indeed he was, highly
respected by all who knew him. A fine

And a perfect husband to me.

You're a big man, Captain.

Oh, yeah.

You might say a diet of salt beef and
cracker ash hasn't done my constitution

that much harm.

My William was a big man.

Are you a fighting man, Captain?

Oh, no, I wouldn't say that.

I think a master should command his crew
by more superior means, by strength of

his own character.

Oh, no, I'm not a believer in the law of
the fist.

I'm a quiet man myself. There's nothing
I like better than being tucked away in

my bunk with a good book.

I'm seldom to be found without a volume
on my person.

It was always my William's boat that he
could lick each and every member of his

crew. A boat that was not an idle one,
believe me.

The hero of the Singapore maze. He and
his mate took on a crew of 17 men,

including a brute of a boatman. And
quelled a mutiny. As my brother Tom

we'll never see his like in Liverpool
again.

Well, as I say, I'm a quiet man myself,
but I'll not turn the other cheek or

fail to chastise a man with a fist or
two if the occasion demands it.

I see.

Is that you, Tom?

Yes, Nancy.

They were all screwed up on that Fraser
ship.

This is my brother, Tom Ballantyne,
Captain Baines.

Captain Baines is going to be our new
lodger.

Tom's looking for a ship. Has been for
the past two months.

Ordinary seaman, eh?

Able seaman and a very good cook.

A cook, eh?

Our father was cook at the Royal Hotel.
We both take after him.

Well, our stomachs are in sore need of
an expert hand in the galley.

You left these on the kitchen table.
Thank you, ma 'am. I was just looking at

the frame.

Nice and strong.

Is everything to your liking?

Nice ceiling, too.

My last lodging's, I might as well be
sleeping in the fo 'c'sle.

I moved the bed back to where it was
before Mr Parsons came.

Mr Parsons?

Our last lodger.

Oh, he left suddenly last week, you
said.

He wanted to sleep with his head next to
that wall because... Well, I sleep with

my head next to that wall.

Oh. He was such a polite, quiet man. You
wouldn't know you had a lodger in the

house. And then quite unexpectedly, last
Monday, he came up behind me on the

stairs and asked me to marry him.

He flew into such a passion. I've never
heard such words from the mouth of a

man. You'd have thought I was the Queen
of Sheba, the way he carried on. I'm

sure such things couldn't have come from
the man himself.

He must have read them in books.

Oh, let me take those, ma 'am.

Thank you.

He was a draper's assistant.

I had to tell him to leave, of course.
Oh, of course.

He tore those curtains down and the
covers from my bed.

He'd got the material for me at cost
price, you see. I was terrified.

Oh, of course.

He was down on his knees in the kitchen,
weeping like a child. And then he ran

up here and refused to budge. What
happened? I threw him into the street

bag's through that window.

Dinner's ready.

Dinner is prepared, Captain Baines.

Thank you, madam. So you'll have a
chance to sample Tom's cooking before he

sails with you.

Thank you.

Did you ever meet my sister's late
husband?

No. No, I didn't. He was a fine man.

The finest I ever met.

Well, one thing's for sure.

My sister will never see his like again.

Allow me to thank you for escorting me.

In future, Miss Biddiff, I hope you
won't be foolish enough to go walking

the quayside alone after dark.

Yes, it was foolish of me.

I keep the house clean for Captain O
'Neill.

Aye, so I've heard.

Good night, Miss Biddiff.

Good night.

Captain Fogarty.

I wouldn't want you to have the wrong
impression of my visiting Captain O

'Neill. Why, you come here, it's none of
my business.

Yes, I know, but it's my duty to
assure... You don't want to be the cause

malicious gossip that might harm Mr. O
'Neill.

Yes, exactly.

Well, that's one way of catching a man,
I suppose.

But not mine.

We're not all like Mrs. Fraser, you
know.

What do you mean by that?

Oh, I'm very sorry, I didn't mean that.

You here to see me, Snoggety?

No, I, uh, just brought me some bitter
foam.

Good night, Miss Bidder.

Home.

No wonder everybody thinks this is your
home, the amount of time that you spend

here.

I didn't think you'd be here yet. I was
to have your dinner prepared.

Take it you know that Captain Fogarty
has a wife.

Of course I do.

Well, then, if you take my advice...

You'll steer well clear of him. I don't
think you understand.

Oh, I understand all too well the kind
of man he is.

In your own interests, steer away from
him.

You needn't bother cook for me tonight.
I've already eaten.

You're sailing, then?

I'm, uh... Normally, I... I don't mind a
bit. I get restless ashore, and I'm

more than ready when it's time to sail,
but this time I... I'll keep your books

well -dusted.

Thank you, ma 'am.

I have a friend of mine. He's a
fanatical horticulturist, and he grows

flowers than he knows what to do with
them. He gives them to me, and sometimes

never know quite what to do.

Here.

Thank you, Captain Baines. That's very
kind of you.

One of the stems is broken. I'm sorry.

William always used to give me flowers.

Thank you again, Captain Baines.

Look after yourself, then.

Watch out for the damp and don't leave
off your vest.

You know how sensitive you are. Don't
fuss, Nancy.

Goodbye, then.

Goodbye?

Don't forget your cake.

And I baked one for you too, Captain
Danes.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Well, then.

To both of you.

A safe voyage.

The space in the hold, I'd say we was
ten tons short.

I disagree, sir.

Did you know that the ship's tallyman
was drunk when we were loading? I

know about that, sir. But you knew there
was a dispute about four wagon loads.

Well, the mate assured me that the four
wagon loads were not short. And I say

they were.

The newsmaster of the ship should have
seen that the bills of lading were

ten tons less in dispute. And if I'm
bored to be delivered, I know that well

enough, sir, but I insist we've a full
cargo.

Go, then.

Well, we'll see who's right when we get
to Havana.

Where's the cure? A carving knife, sir.
He cut two fingers rather badly. I stem

the bleeding, but I didn't want him
serving food with a bloody bandage in

presence of a lady.

Right, I understand about that.

It smells even more delicious than
yesterday at lunch.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Well, you did well hiring that man,
Benz, eh?

Seems I did, sir.

Wraith atop, sir.

Wraith atop, sir.

Mr. O 'Neden, Captain Baines is unwell.

Oh, dear.

My stomach, sir.

Most terrible pain.

Oh, he's not that hot. I doubt if you
have a fever.

Well, you'd better stay in your bunk
then, eh? No, but I'm required to... No,

no, leave it to me.

It's not too bad. Do as you're told,
Captain Baines.

Seems our new cook's food is a bit too
good.

Now we're suffering from indigestion.

Well, this isn't on the captain.

In my experience, captains really come
down to the galley unless they're forced

to complain.

And I'm proud to say I've never given
them cause.

Oh, you haven't got a complaint to make,
have you, Captain?

And a little tale to tell you,
Valentine.

I'll tell you that. Well, I've work to
do while you're telling me, Captain.

So what, you want that coffee and have
lunch to get ready?

Well, I knew a cook once held a long
hatred for a particular bosun. Now, why

that? Well, no reason was ever given.
Perhaps only the Almighty knew that. But

this bosun, he started to suffer with
the most mysterious pains in his

Mysterious pains, Captain?

Captain wasn't noted for his medical
knowledge.

Oh, how many of them are?

Still, they have a medical dictionary
with a nice wide variety of terms, and

they're never really lost for a
diagnosis.

You're a lot more talkative at sea than
you are ashore, aren't you?

Oh, that's another one for the Almighty
to explain, eh, Captain? Or maybe it's

the effects of the, uh, Coke's
privileged bottle of whiskey.

Well, you're not going to find me for
that, are you, Captain? I mean, one top,

that's all I had.

Well, this boatswain I spoke of, he was
buried at sea, so they never did find

out what he died of.

You mean the Captain didn't enter the
illness from the log? Oh, he entered

he considered it to be.

Oh, I thought you must have done. Well,
it looks much neater than cause of death

unknown, and it gives the owners more
confidence in their masters.

Well, two years later, the cook
confessed.

He'd been poisoning the bosoms slowly
over two months of the voyage.

You wouldn't mind telling me where all
this is leading, Captain, unless you

to forget all the sauce in your pork.

Oh, coffee.

Oh,

sorry you were saying, Captain.

Yeah, well, here's a steward's finger.

Oh, it healed nicely, thank you,
Captain. A clean bandage and I'll be fit

wait on table again.

Save my legs a bit.

Yeah.

Captain. Yeah.

What was the point of that little tale?

I haven't got the measure of you yet,
Ballantyne. Oh, I'm a simple man,

Then maybe you'll tell me in simple
terms what it is you hold against me.

Captain Darling was a fine man.

And now he's a dead one. Let's talk
about the living like you and me.

When he died... My sister Nancy made up
her mind she'd never marry again. Women

are noted for changing their minds.

Not my sister Nancy.

There's no likelihood of her ever
meeting up with Captain Darling's equal.

He could lick any man in Liverpool.

He even licked me.

Oh, you fancy yourself with your fists,
eh?

I used to fight for prizes, but since I
acquired something of a reputation...

Nobody would take you on. That's about
the gist of it, Captain.

Oh,

Captain.

If any man took it in his mind to make a
proposal of marriage to my sister, he'd

have to reckon with me first.

Miss Biddulph.

May I come in?

What's that maid doing allowing you
below unannounced?

Well, that's quite all right. I said you
were expecting me.

You said what?

And don't concern yourself with my
walking unaccompanied on the quayside

The coachman has caught me all the way
down.

Is it the companion where you call it?

Now, look here, Miss Biddulph.

Biddulph.

Aren't you going to ask me to sit down?

Miss Biddulph.

Are you in the habit of invading men's
privacy?

I came to thank you for escorting me to
Mr. O 'Neill's home the other evening.

You thanked me well enough at the time.

Now, look.

Mr. O 'Neill may be foolish enough to
suffer you coming and going to his house

as you please, but I'll not have it
aboard my ship.

I really came to crave your pardon for
that awful remark I made about Mrs.

Fraser. It was unforgivable of me.

Why have you come here?

I should have realized that you... Well,
that you have a certain regard for Mrs.

Fraser. I have more than a certain
regard for her.

We were to be married once before she
met Albert Fraser.

And now would you kindly leave? I've
work to do.

The master's cabin.

The perfect retreat.

Cloistered from the wiles of women.

You know, James... Mr. O 'Neill, that
is.

He was very angry when he found us
together the other evening.

So you wanted to be seen coming here,
eh?

You thought to use me in order to... You
silly little...

Kindly get off my ship, Miss Biddulph.
Don't come back again or I might.

Very well, Captain Fogarty, if you'll
allow me to pass.

On the other hand...

It isn't every day that a beautiful
young girl comes into a master's cabin

offers to... Very well. Good day,
Captain Fogarty. I'll tell you

Biddle.

I've little time for Mr.

Allneedy, and why anyone should want to
marry him is beyond me.

But if that's what you want, you'll have
to stop behaving like a silly little

girl and grow up.

Really, Captain Baines, I find that
rather hard to believe.

So do I, ma 'am, but that's the truth of
it.

Tom Ballantyne seems to think that if I
can lick him, I'm a fit man to make a

proposal of marriage to his sister.

You're intending a proposal of marriage,
then, Captain? The man is darn right

peculiar. He seems to think that every
lodger they have at that house is intent

on marrying his sister, and is incumbent
upon himself to prove us all unworthy

of her.

Well, I suppose any man who could cook
that well must be a trifle odd.

Odd's hardly the word for both him and
his sister.

I mean, they've remained here for
testing a man. She even gave me a set of

questions for my lodgership, and now her
brother.

I'm beginning to wish I'd never set foot
in Mrs. Darling's.

Oh, it's not your fault, ma 'am. You
were to know what a peculiar pair they

Oh, she is a pleasant woman.

Aye, I admit that.

Most pleasant in some ways.

But buying a bunch of flowers for a
woman doesn't commit you to chaining

yourself down for the rest of your life.
Oh, no. I know what a woman can do to

her. Meaning Mrs. O 'Neden.

No, that's not what I meant.

Mrs. O 'Neden was a very fine woman.

A woman any man would gladly be chained
to.

The hardest thing that a woman like that
can do to a man is to die.

And if Tom Ballantyne continues to
provoke me into proving my worthiness,

sail into Liverpool with his front teeth
missing.

Front teeth missing?

Oh, I've just explained to Mrs. Morsley
the nasty effects of scurvies.

Get on with you.

Just you're not urging our hero on to
further acts of gallantry on your

I understand your desire to reform his
rough -and -ready ways, but that man is

being unduly provoked by Tom Ballantyne.

Baines certainly has a way of getting
the women on his side.

So she used to take Captain Baines's
part, did she?

Look, must you go against me in
everything, just out of plain

Go against you?

and mighty opinion of yourself if you
think I spend my waking hours stubbornly

going in the opposite direction from
James O 'Neden.

Oh, she's a fine woman.

A woman any man would gladly be chained
to.

Will I never stop hearing about that
woman and how much you are suffering at

loss of her?

lost my husband.

He was murdered before my eyes.

But no one ever asks about how I might
be feeling or how much I'm suffering at

his loss.

That was ungracious of me, considering I
owe my life to you.

Oh, come.

All I did was to pick you up out of the
sea.

I'd have done the same for a dog.

Oh, you do say the most... charming
things to a woman.

Oh, and I suppose your husband was the
most charming and elegant man. Yes, he

was. Well, surely he too must have had
some faults. Well, if so, I never had

opportunity of learning them.

As I knew him, he was virtuous,
courageous, and scrupulously honest.

And he had a most remarkable judgment.

I never knew him to be wrong in his
assessment of anything or anyone.

in business or in private life.

What's this I hear about you visiting
Daniel Fogarty aboard his ship?

Yes, it's true, I did. So you admit it?

Yes, I do. You are aware that he has a
wife?

Of course I am. Tongues are wagging.

Indeed.

Well, if you've no consideration for his
wife, at least have a mind to your own

reputation. I am most grateful, Mrs.
Fraser, for your concern on my behalf.

Stay away from Daniel. Your brother has
already advised me on that. Tell me, is

Captain Fogarty your need in property?

There are matters you do not understand.
Then perhaps you'd better enlighten me.

It's none of your business.

Just stay away from Daniel.

Thirteen tons short.

You estimated ten tons.

An underestimation on my part.

To be able to assess such a small
discrepancy in such a vast amount of

It is quite remarkable.

You do not think so, Captain Baines?

Well, I've always respected Mr. Leden's
judgment.

And I admit I'm the man responsible for
the loss of the 13 tons.

I should have been more watchful when
they were loading in Liverpool.

Well, no doubt your mind was elsewhere
on that particular day.

You referring to Mrs. Darling?

Mrs. Darling.

Well, Tom Ballantyne thinks it's my
intention to... That's my business. I

up my own mind, thank you.

I've no need to have it made up for me.

A soup of my own invention, ma 'am.
Thank you, Ballantyne.

A favourite with most of the masters
I've sailed with. I hope it's to your

taste, sir.

Steward cut another finger.

Oh, if you'll remember, Captain, you
instructed him to lend a hand with the

unloading of the coal.

He's not got a strong back, Paul Ladner.
He's in great pain.

I could hardly serve table in his
present bent condition.

Thank you.

Lost your appetite, Captain Baines?

I want to speak to you.

And don't look so innocent. You know
well enough why I'm here.

What's that mean? No doubt your mate is
accustomed to women coming and going to

your cabin as they please.

Oh, Miss Biddulph.

The young hussy.

She knows you have a wife.

Have I?

Oh, so that's how you ensnared her.

My wife is no wife to me, Miss Biddulph.
Please take pity on a poor, lonely sea

captain.

Have you no sense of shame? I thought
you were going to say that.

The same words were said to me so many
times when I was expecting your child.

The child conceived in a ship's cabin.
And now I find that this bit -off woman

has been visiting you here. On one
occasion, that's all.

Once is enough.

At least it was for me.

Defiling an innocent young girl. Only a
moment ago she was a hussy. And all you

can do is smile.

I smile because her reasons for coming
here have not resulted in the reaction

she intended. Or should I say, not from
the intended quarter.

I wish you'd lose that irritating habit
of talking in pretentious riddles.

Well, I'll put it simply.

Miss Biddulph came here because she
wanted to know if I... Did you make

Yes.

It's beautiful. I had no idea you did
this sort of thing.

Well, I don't.

That is, I... I thought I'd try my hand
at it. The carpenter, he made one for

his lad, so I thought... It's for
William, though.

Yes.

Miss Biddulph came here because she
was... Oh, thank you, Miss Biddulph.

Don't you want to know why she came
here? I know you, Daniel. That's quite

enough for me.

I'm not sure I understand you.

Well, no man likes to think of himself
as being solid, dependable and virtuous.

Makes him so dull.

When will you give it to him?

The model.

When do you suggest will be a convenient
time for me to call?

How very formal. I'm just trying to live
up to your opinion of me.

Poor Daniel. I hurt you just then,
didn't I?

That was your intention, was it not?

I must go.

So I must beg you to stay.

You are so conceited, Daniel Fogarty.
Oh, come now, Elizabeth. Don't blemish

list of virtues you've just endowed me
with. A hollow, pretentious man stuffed

with his own animal. Excellent,
Elizabeth. You know, you'd have done

yourself on the stage. I hate you,
Daniel Fogarty.

Well, here you are on the key side,
Elizabeth. Then what will become of my

solid, dependable character?

I hate you.

in my food.

If you're feeling unwell in the stomach,
Captain, then I can give you something

which will take away your discomfort.

Oh, no doubt you can. Something to send
me to the bottom of the... If you've any

accusations to make, Captain, we'd
better talk to Mr. O 'Neill.

You realize, Captain Baines, that as
Valentine says, this is a very serious

accusation. Yes, sir.

All right.

Well, firstly then, what makes you think
Valentine would do such a thing?

Well, he doesn't want me to marry his
sister.

Oh, as I see.

I can only say, sir, that Mike Thifter
has no intention of marrying anyone.

So why should I go to such terrible
lengths?

If I might be permitted, sir. Ah, yes,
pal, I can.

Would you respect, Captain, you're not a
young man. You've had many years at

sea, and you... I know what you're going
to say, the conditions of the food.

Well, there's been nothing wrong with my
stomach before this.

If you'll pardon my saying, Captain,
it's the first time for everything.

Now, listen... I think you wish to see
the hound.

Oh, yes.

I understand that you're Captain
Darling's brother -in -law. Oh, that I

Fine master.

The finest any man ever sailed.

He once broke one of my ribs in the
proven of it. He commanded respect from

everyone at William Darling. Yes, while
his fists were flying.

But I wonder how many sailors, including
myself, couldn't resist a little sigh

of relief when they heard the sad news
of his drowning.

Is it possible that you couldn't resist
a little sigh yourself, Valentine?

I'd like your permission,

Mr. Needham, to give a chicken or two
for tomorrow's dinner.

Oh, now, that's a request for the
captain.

You know that, Valentine.

Aye, aye, sir.

Your card, Valentine. Valentine?

So, Baines to marry, you say, eh?

Well,

if ever I knew a confirmed bachelor...
Now, I think he has a genuine affection

for the woman.

Baines just can't resist a challenge.

Valentine says to him, you cannot marry
my sister, so Baines says, oh, yes, I

can. Go, go, allow me to know me own
masters.

Well, perhaps you're right.

But the true challenge comes not from
Tom Valentine.

It comes from Captain Darling.

And dead opponents aren't as easy to
fight.

Well, I suppose the only way to prove
which one of us is right is for Baines

lick Valentine.

Then he'll be free to make up his own
mind.

I know you have given him express
instructions not to brawl with members

crew. Well, it's degrading for a master
to do so.

But not degrading for a master to be
subtly taunted and to remain powerless

fight back.

That Mr. O 'Neden told me to request
your permission, Captain.

For what, Valentine?

To kill two chickens, Captain.

Chickens, eh?

It's come to my ears that my soup
doesn't seem to agree with your stomach.

thought chickens might be appropriate.

Appropriate? Chickens.

I'll see the chickens for myself,
Valentine.

of our cards on the deck. You want to
fight between us, but to what purpose?

You win or I win?

I don't see what difference that makes
to whether I ask your sister or no.

I'd lick you with the right hand latched
to the main mast.

And then you go back and tell her how
you did it, eh?

Then she'd have nothing more to do with
me, is that it? Well, it's a queer way

for a woman to choose a man she'll
marry. Or maybe she has no choice in the

matter, is that it?

Well, come on, speak up, man.

You know you haven't a chance of licking
me, Captain.

That's why you're hiding behind Mr. and
Eden's orders.

I'd like your opinion.

On what?

Well, I know most shipping lines like to
provide some light entertainment for

the relaxation of the sailors' minds and
bodies.

Mrs. Maudsley was only saying that
yesterday, sir. Well, she's just been

it all over again to me.

In my opinion, that kind of thing leads
to a slack ship.

However, for the sake of our lady
passenger, can you suggest anything

line?

Oh,

Tappy Wells believes the mouth organ,
sir?

And, uh, well, I could read a lad a poem
or two, sir.

Mrs. Maudsley's suggestion was of a more
lively nature, I'd say.

Like what, sir?

A prize fight.

Can you suggest two possible
contestants?

Well, uh, Ballantyne here, he is a prize
fighter, sir. Yes, sir, I've heard.

Well, Ballantyne? Only too willing to
oblige the lady, Mr. O 'Neill.

But I doubt if there's another man on
board willing to take his chances with

Your reputation.

Yes, I'd offer to tie one hand behind my
back, but... But that wouldn't help. I

doubt it, sir.

Shame, shame.

Mrs. Morsley will be disappointed that
her ideas of entertainment of the crew

all came to nothing.

Mr. O 'Neill, sir.

Rather than ignore the lady's
suggestion, I'll put up my fist with

here.

A generous act on the master's part,
wouldn't you say?

Generous? Well, he puts his authority in
jeopardy if he loses.

By exposing himself to the ridicule of
the crew.

He has good reason to see me stressed on
the deck.

And that's in his favour, is it not? Oh,
well, of course. This is only bought to

you for the amusement of your fellow
shipmates, isn't it?

I'd say that the generous man in this
affair, sir, was you.

Considering what you've just done for
Captain Baines.

spiting your orders to the contrary.

You certainly know there are people to
bow and smile to, don't you, Ballantyne?

Understand this, sir.

My sister Nancy's a good woman, with a
clean, comfortable home of her own. Oh,

so she owns the home.

Aye, it was Captain Darling's. And my
sister and the house are the good catch

for any voyage -weary sailor who happens
her way.

Well, I appreciate your burden,
Ballantyne.

Oh, don't fret on my account, sir. I
have the shoulders for the carrying of

Well, tomorrow you'll be able to prove
it.

Stop off at San Miguel for fresh water.

Ideal place for such entertainment.

I'll try to make it as entertaining as I
possibly can for the lady passengers.

You know, you're quite right,
Ballantyne.

After the hard voyage, most sailors look
forward to a neat, comfortable home to

come back to.

Maybe even you, eh?

Not another one of your inventions, are
you? Oh, that's not for consumption.

What is it?

A mixture of turpentine, saltpeter,
vinegar and bay salt.

What's it doing here in the galley?

It's for pickling, sir. Pickling?

Saltpeter and turpentine.

Heads are hard, so hands have to be
harder.

I brought the ship for William.

Oh, pity.

He's spending the day with his
grandfather.

His grandfather.

Well, if, uh... If you'll tell him I
left it for him.

I suppose I should apologize to you for
my rather unseemly departure from your

cabin the other day. Well, there's no
need. Did no harm. Well, quite the

opposite. Since both you and Miss Biddle
came to my cabin, my mate has a new and

profound respect for me as a lady
killer.

It'll not work a second time.

I beg your pardon?

You'll not rile me again, Daniel.

Forgive me, Elizabeth. It's a pleasure
I've learned from you.

Elizabeth.

Every time we meet, we're like two birds
in separate cages, fluttering and

pecking as if the cages themselves
weren't enough to keep us apart.

You make pretty speeches for a seaman.

You ever thought what it would have been
like if we had married, you and I?

No, I haven't.

But, um, on consideration, you'd afford
me to distract you.

And you'd have sent me to the madhouse
with your whims and fickle ways.

There we are, then.

Now we've opened our hearts to each
other.

I tell William you made the model with
your own clever hands.

Though I must say he's not all that fond
of ships.

Well, lad, neither was I.

And even now.

I'll give up the sea, Elizabeth.

Leave Liverpool, go anywhere, do
anything, if you'll come with me.

You've a wife. Who keeps me from her
bed. And you've a husband who'll never

back to you.

Come with me, Elizabeth.

There's William to consider.

We'll take him with us, our son.

It's madness even to think of. How so?
Everything contrives to bring us

together, don't you see that? No,
Daniel.

Why do you always say no when you mean
yes? I mean no.

Do you really think I'd give up my life
here and go away with you? Your life

here? What life? You'll alone... Go away
with you to what?

What have you to offer me?

Give up the sea, and what would you do
to keep us fed and clothed? Make model

ships?

Sailmakers made a good job of these at
such short notice.

We are going according to Queensbury
rules, I take it. Yes, indeed,

Now, Captain Baines, you are acquainted
with the rules?

On the deck till the counter tan is a
loser. That's all I know, sir. No

wrestling or butting with the head.

Rules or no rules, that's not my way of
fighting anyway.

How many rounds, sir?

Time enough, eh?

Indeed so, sir.

Now, your part, when I shout time.

Got you caught.

Well, good luck, gentlemen.

May the best man win.

If what you say about Captain Baines is
correct, it should be very short

entertainment.

One punch and it's all over.

I have every faith in Captain Baines's
right hand.

Wouldn't care to put a wager on that,
would you?

Yes, I would.

But not with you.

As referee, it might influence your
judgment.

Right.

Yet not till I'm on that deck for a
count of ten.

Hard fists, that Valentine, eh?

Like irons.

Soak beater and turpentine.

In a pot.

In a galley.

Got him to chuck it over the side, of
course.

Is that way to get into a man's food?

to make up your own mind.

Oh, yes, ma 'am.

Well, perhaps you've already made it up.

The wind's fresh, eh?

I'll go out and shorten sail.

I suspect you're right. Yes, again, Mr.
O 'Neill?

Now, Captain Baines has answered that
challenge. He seems to have lost all

interest in Nancy Darling.

No, Mrs. Borsley.

For once, I must bow to your judgment.

You think Captain Baines truly intends a
proposal of marriage?

Seems he bought a ring while in Havana.

Oh.

Well, the sly dog.

$10 .75.

That's not a gesture of true intent. I
don't know what is.

I've neglected to ask you.

Was your business with George
successfully conducted?

Yes.

Yes, it was.

What?

I'm afraid I...

discovered one or two things about my
late husband that I was not aware of.

I see.

It seems that he was not as scrupulously
honest as I had imagined him to be.

And on learning some of the quite
drastic mistakes he made,

it seems his judgment left a lot to be
desired.

I think I knew it all along.

I suppose one tends to...

Idealize one's memories of the death.

Aye.

One does.

Mrs. Morsley, would you care for a drink
of sherry?

Thank you, Mr. O 'Neill.

Here's to your very good health, Mrs...
Would you think it highly improper of me

if I was to call you Caroline?

Not at all, Mr. O 'Neill.

Right, then.

You're very good health, Caroline.

And yours, James.

Captain Bain.

Did you have a good voyage?

I, ma 'am, I did.

Uneventful, my brother says.

Aye, uneventful.

Was I not right about his cooking?

Oh, indeed you were, ma 'am.

He can be a strange boy at times. Mrs.
Darling, while I've been away, I've been

doing a bit of serious thinking. You
see, both our parents were killed in the

big fire at the Royal Hotel, and ever
since that time, he has quite naturally

turned to me. Oh, I've always lived my
life my own way, you see. Looked after

myself, taking care of my own troubles,
but... As I said, whilst I've been away,

I've been doing a bit of serious
thinking and I've come to a big

Mrs. Dowden, I want to ask you... Excuse
me.

Captain Baines, this is Mr.

Parsons.

Pleased to meet you. I believe I
mentioned him to you. Did you?

He was lodging here before you came.

Oh, I... Mr. Parsons and I are going to
be married.

So I know you'll understand the
situation and look for other

soon as possible.