All language subtitles for The Onedin Line s02e09 Beyond the Upper Sea

That steam for you, Mr. Sullyman?

Perfect control.

My dear Mr. Fraser, I have seen much to
admire in Europe, but only the

exceptional will impress me.

The Golden Nugget is exceptional.

You'll not find a better designed engine
anywhere in the world. But we have a

vessel in the Imperial Shipyard Istanbul
nearing completion with an engine at

least 20 years ahead of its time. No,
but that's impossible.

I mean, the Ottoman Empire is such a
backward country.

Industrially speaking. May I impress
upon you that we have a formidable

in science and mathematics.

The zero was bequeathed to the world by
our ancestors. But this engine there,

can you enlighten me on its principles?
I can give you some figures.

Eighteen knots at a coal consumption
rate of two pounds per indicated

per hour.

They must have sold every flaw in the
compound system. How?

I am not a technical man, Mr. Fraser.

Perhaps you'd like to come and see it
for yourself.

Mama, certainly would.

I would consider it a great honor to
receive you in Istanbul as my cherished

guest. Well, that's wonderful.

Fraser, we're within reach of regaining
control of our own company.

You building the steamship that you
want, and Titoca sailing to Istanbul.

Yes, and as for the golden nugget, the
delays have been providential.

You're not thinking of a...

abandoning the whole scheme. No, but
let's not rush her. Look at those

again, James.

A redesigned Golden Nugget would have a
freighter in capacity second to none.

I think so.

I'm certain of it.

When do you plan to sail?

There's a Turkish ship due to leave in
three weeks' time.

A heathen ship, eh?

I've been offered a cargo of coal for
Port Said. I could take it personally.

That's very good of you, James.

It's no favour.

I'm sure you'd see to it that we get our
full share of Eastern hospitality.

What did you have in mind?

A cargo of Turkish tobacco at a bargain
price.

Albert, if you think I will expose
William to the treacherous climate of

East and the horrific disease... Oh,
Elizabeth, this is a very important

It concerns our future, the future of
the Golden Nugget and the future of the

Aeneid in line.

Well, don't you understand?

Perfectly. And you must go.

Well, I can't leave you alone here for
months.

You've left me before.

The circumstances were different then.
Hardly. I seem to remember last time you

were obsessed by an American engine.

Now it's a Turkish one.

Elizabeth, why don't you want to come?

It would have been a most difficult
journey for the child.

Yes.

Yes, it would.

She's a good mother, Albert.

And a good wife.

Mr. Baines, look to your Tagalog clue
garnets. That man's no business or

nothing.

You've seen nothing till you've seen the
Turkish, lad.

Like marble statues and softer's
mother's milk.

You mark my words.

Before they drown the lot of you in
their silky pantaloons.

Like that, Father?

Don't stop, Mr. Baines. I'm most
interested.

Well, it's the top, Sergeant Mount.

Now up there, the lot of you, before I
hoist you by your ears.

What's the matter with Mr. Baines?

Silky pantaloons.

Silky what?

Do you know why James and Eden have
chosen this particular moment to take

Fraser on a voyage?

No, I do not, but I'll see what I can
find out.

Hey, that looks most excellent, Emma.

The first of an eternity of lunches, I
hope.

Really, Daniel, we can't turn calendars
into a tea room.

No, but after we're married.

Oh, I see.

You looking forward to the happy day,
Emma?

Yes. So am I.

Impatiently. Patience is the virtue,
Daniel, not impatient.

Oh, but another month or so and we'll
have had a decent engagement period.

We don't want to leave it too long, do
we?

We won't. It'll be time to start a
family.

Start young.

You want men old in your wake, not
babes.

Is that your purpose in marriage,
Daniel?

To have a family?

You can't deny it.

I've seen you looking at children,
particularly that Fraser boy.

I like children, Emma.

I'd like a house full of them. As many
as you want.

Six, ten, a dozen. And what about me?

What happens to me?

I suppose I'm to wither away.

Like my ma.

Ten she bore my father.

And he was a proud and happy man.

But it sent her to an early grave. And
most of my brothers and sisters, too.

Emma! Or does marriage mean the Callan
line?

And my shares in the Aeneid line.

They'll make a good dowry.

If that's what you think, I... I don't
want to think that you look upon me as a

chattel to do with as you please.

I've never given you cause, have I? No,
but you're... you're rushing me.

hurry to set the date yet.

Is there?

What are you expecting him back?

Oh, why?

Well, there are certain business matters
to attend to.

Oh, I see.

It's really Emma Callan who wants to
know.

Miss Callan is majority shareholder in
your need in line.

I would have thought she'd have other
things in her mind, like getting

Set the date, have you?

Not yet.

Don't take too long about it, Daniel, or
you might lose her.

I won't.

Nice to be so sure.

If you are sure, that is.

I am sure, Elizabeth.

She's not with child.

No, she wouldn't be. She seems scared of
men.

Well, she's not fickle, if that's what
you mean. It's not at all what I mean.

There's something about her. It takes a
woman to see.

She's more like a bride for St Paul, not
at all the woman for you, Daniel.

On the contrary, Elizabeth, she is the
woman for me. She's affectionate,

considerate, loving, loyal, kind.

In fact, she's the... The exact opposite
of me.

You still haven't told me when Albert
will be back.

He's gone to study a Turkish steam
engine.

He won't be back before the summer's
out.

Oh, Daniel!

Yes. You've started calling me Elizabeth
again.

Had you noticed?

There it is.

The only volcanic island in the upper
sea.

The upper sea?

The Aegean.

The ancient Egyptian name for it.

Look at that lava.

I'm told the locals do a very good trade
out of all that.

What trade can there be in lava?

Fumice powder.

That's a good price in Portside.

What do they use it for?

Construction of the new canal.

Apparently it waterproofs the cement.

The water's a strange colour.

It's like jade. I wonder why.

The devil's at work in our bowels now.

Welcome to Istanbul, Mr. Fraser.

Thank you, sir. May I introduce Captain
and Mrs. James and Eden.

How do you do, sir?

This is indeed an honor.

The Right Honorable Sir Charles Gray,
the British Ambassador.

Your servant. Sir Charles insisted on
welcoming you. It shouldn't have been

convenient, sir.

I would traverse the world to meet an
Englishman, sir.

Or an English lady.

Madam.

This is my divan, what you would call
Salon.

My chief eunuch, Abdullah.

He will lead you to your quarters, where
my concubines will attend to all your

needs. They all speak English. They are
hand -picked. They should give you no

cause for complaint.

Allah, I feel we're presuming much too
much upon your hospitality. Allah has

favored me with guests, Mr. Fraser. You
must allow me gratification.

Please rest.

I will speak with you later.

This way, Mr. Fraser.

See you later then, eh, Fraser?

Yes.

My name is Leila.

You must permit us to... Oh, perhaps
later.

Just now, I'd like to have a bath.

Certainly. Surya will prepare it.

I will undress you.

Oh, but Miss Leila, you... I know what
to do with Western clothes.

Suleiman Pasha made us practice.

Oh, did he?

Come.

You must sit down.

Thank you.

Miss Layla, please.

I'm quite capable. I mean,

I can take a bath by myself.

No man should take a bath by himself.

That's ready.

Should have seen the way that eunuch
perfumed it.

James!

What?

They're only addressing me.

Addressing you? Well, you know, serving.

Out! All of you, out!

Have they offended you, sir? Get them
out, that's all. Just get them out. They

shall be punished.

No, not punished.

They have failed in their duties.

Oh, if anything, they were being a bit
too dutiful.

They were un... Dressing my husband.

But they must, unless you wish that
particular privilege for yourself.

Privilege? These girls are here to share
your wifely duties.

They're trained to please both the man
and the wife.

Well, as far as we are concerned, all
wifely duties shall be reserved for the

wife. Madame.

All right, lad. We'll send for you when
we want you, eh?

Lovely privileges.

Prepare me for me bath.

Thank you.

What is so captivating about that coffee
cup?

Your fortune.

Oh, really?

You can read fortunes, can you?

I am a Circassian.

Oh, I see.

Well, then, tell me what's in store.

It is better not to know.

As bad as that, is it?

No.

There are some wonderful things.

Tell me those, then.

You are a man who gives fire.

Those who wish for light will love you
much.

You will climb many beautiful summits.

And fall each time?

A few times.

There will be people who choose darkness
because they can hide in it.

And they'll destroy me?

No, not you.

Well, that's a relief.

What else?

That is all.

Oh, surely not. Let's eat.

What's that squiggle there?

A woman.

Who? My wife?

No. Who then?

A Circassian.

But how can you be sure? Fate.

And what is fate in store for you?

Love. You mean duty.

Duty? Sequestered within a hiring.

Ordered to love a man?

Any man?

You cannot order love.

Nor can there be free will, not in your
case.

I will love you until I die.

But you don't even know me.

It is not difficult to know a man.

You look and you can see what there is
in the eyes.

Summer or winter.

And if there is summer...

Then you give body, life, and soul.

Body, life, and soul are precisely what
women never give, but always take.

I know of no such woman.

I know of none other.

Suleiman Pasha, sir, in his divan.

I don't know what to say, sir.

How to express me gratitude for your
favors and hospitality. Please, it is

nothing. I share what I have.

May I speak with you about our mutual
interests?

Of course.

I think,

to use an ancient saying, I should take
the bull by the horns.

I am grossly guilty of what is known as
a political falsehood.

I have lured you to stumble with an ugly
lie.

The fact is...

We have no revolutionary engine.

But surely... How could we? When most of
our children are subject to religious

indoctrination to the exclusion of all
other knowledge. Then why did you get me

here? Your file, Mr. Fraser.

These designs are copies of most, if not
all, of your own work.

But how did... I am an old sea dog with
considerable scientific erudition. I

have followed the development of steam
zealously, and I have no hesitation in

singling you out.

as Europe's most promising steamship
designer.

I'm most flattered, sir. There is no
flattery in truth.

The point I wish to make is that we want
to exploit your genius.

We? The Sultan, his government, and my
enlightened fellow Turks.

We know that the old days, alas, can
never be recaptured. Today, the West

us the sick man of Europe.

But, happily, the disease is not yet
fatal.

Indeed, certain reforms by the present
Sultan, Nubdal Aziz, have succeeded in

arresting the malady. Yes. But to
recover our health, we need the elixir

economic growth.

We need the clemency of new horizons. We
need a fleet of ships in which to trade

the world. And we need you to build that
fleet.

A fleet? I am empowered by the Sultan.

To offer you the post of master builder
for a minimum of ten years.

The annual salary, Mr. Fraser, will be 7
,000 pounds.

7 ,000 pounds?

So, you're abandoning ship, eh? If you
mean the need in line.

For which I'll beg it myself.

Just when I need you.

I'll give you me proxy rights. I'll
transfer all me shares to you, plus the

designs of the Golden Nugget. But I need
you to build her. I'll give you me

written recommendations.

What are your written recommendations? I
need you in Liverpool.

James, this is an offer I can't refuse.

I thought we were partners.

James!

Well, it isn't the money, but the chance
to build a fleet of theme ships.

And James's ambition is to own such a
fleet.

You'll not persuade me, Anne. I've made
up my mind.

And what of Elizabeth?

And so, gentlemen, I am happy to tell
you that Mr. Fraser will commence his

duties at the end of the month,
following his audience with his

Sultan and Khalife Abdulaziz.

Haji Ahmed, the eminence grieves of the
religious reactionary as he hates the

infidel. Does he? The fanatic and the
dangerous man, sir. He seeks isolation

from the West.

Now, gentlemen, I'm sure you must be
furnished. If you will allow me, I will

lead you to our modest offerings.

His modest offerings will consist of 90
courses and 45 desserts.

They could change from our tuck anyway.

Women still haven't got the vote.

One day we shall have it. But we have
asserted our rights.

For instance, if we have a dinner party,
we all join in.

But how can the men talk amongst
themselves?

Well, they can talk over their poll.
That's confession, you know.

When men and women are always together,
they become equal.

Well, that's precisely what we want,
equality.

When you're equal, you fight, you hate,
you're jealous, you become selfish.

On the contrary.

And you love, not because you're told
to, but because you want to. You don't

trampled upon.

How can we be trampled upon?

They come to us to rest their heads on
our breast, to forget the world, to

imagine the Garden of Eden before Allah
throw us out.

So, we make them forget.

We weave charms for them.

Only we can do this.

I'm talking about love, Leila. I am too.

To love a man is the easiest thing in
the world.

Is it?

You ask yourself two questions.

One, can I live without him?

The answer will be yes, because you can
live without anything.

And then you ask the second question.

Do I want to live without him?

The answer will be no.

And how can you make him see that you
love him so?

How?

I will show you how.

Abdullah, the drum.

Talk with your body. It is more
eloquent.

The body can never lie.

It alone can say truthfully, I love you.

And that is all a man wants to know.

Imagine me going on about that offer to
James.

He could strip the passenger
accommodation.

That'd give us a few more tons.

All right, treat her, Mr. Baines.

I want every nook and cranny stuffed
with tobacco.

James.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Good day to you, Captain O 'Neill.

Fletcher.

You come in with a tide or something?

Tides don't pick on me, sir.

More like ill winds.

You remember Fletcher, Mr. Baines?

Aye, sir. Nervous work you're looking
for. No, no, Mr. Baines, it's not.

What then?

Don't load your cargo, Captain. At least
not for a few weeks, and you can make

yourself a fortune.

Indeed.

How? Sure you've heard, sir.

The island of Santorin has erupted.

All the ships due to collect pumice for
the Suez Canal have turned back.

The lesser's tearing at his beard.

He's willing to pay a king's ransom for
a cargo of pumice.

So? I know, Santorin. I know where to
quarry, where to get the men.

You want me to find the ship, eh? Of
course, sir.

And what did you have in mind for your
share, eh, Fletcher?

A quarter of what you make.

But... If the other ships can't get near
the island... It's not the ships, ma

'am. It's the captains.

Pigeon -hearted, the lot of them. You
can't take sail to fire, ma 'am.

Oh, indeed not, Mr. Baines.

But you can take steam.

Steam? Mr.

Baines, you stay behind, finish loading,
join me in port side. Fletcher?

No hard feelings about our bus
differences, eh?

Fifteen percent?

Done, sir.

What steamship you're looking for, sir?
There's one lying in anchor at the

Golden Horn.

Do you happen to know the charter rates
for steamships?

That one belongs to the sewage
construction company. You should get it

free. My master apologizes for not being
able to converse with you himself.

But as I'm sure you appreciate, although
he understands English, his piety

allows him to speak only the language of
Allah.

I understand, of course.

You've been summoned here, Sir Charles,
on a matter of utmost importance.

Mr. Fraser's appointment.

An appointment as undesirable for
Britain as it is for Turkey.

Your country has chosen as her future
politics a policy of

imperialism and the supremacy of the
seas.

Is that not so?

And the Ottoman Empire, sir?

The Ottoman Empire, sir, or rather her
true sons, believe that the advance of

what you call civilization is the work
of shaitan, the devil.

A temptation to divert us from the path
of Allah, the compassionate, the

merciful.

Must I continue?

In the interests of our nation, sir, let
us leave no room for misinterpretation.

The problem, sir Charles, has a very
simple remedy.

Mr. Fraser's appointment must be
annulled.

Otherwise, my master would be forced.

to take irrevocable measures.

That's the future, Mr. Baines.

Aye.

Will the men like it?

Clean, fresh sea air perks the sailor,
Mrs. O 'Neill, not dry.

A necessary evil, I admit.

But does it not have the advantage over
sail on a voyage such as this?

Nothing man -made has the advantage over
the forces of nature.

But surely we've learned to master the
sea.

No, ma 'am.

We still sail by courtesy only.

The sea is a generous old lady, but we
dare not offend her.

I stand corrected, Mr. Bates.

It's about Mr. Fraser.

I'm under the impression that you
disapprove of his appointment.

Am I right?

I find it inconvenient.

Of course, you have a vested interest in
British maritime affairs.

And you have no difficulty in foreseeing
the havoc that could be wrought upon us

by a strong Turkish merchant navy.

particularly one converted to steam.

Oh, I hadn't thought of it like that.

There's no talking to Fraser, though.

Not even if you show him where his
interest lies?

His interest?

His country's interest, Captain.

And yours.

Some more wine, Mr. Charles?

You are so quiet.

I'm happy.

You've given me peace.

I have given you love. No more.

And no less.

I feel as if I could stay here with you
like this for an eternity.

But you will not touch me.

I have a wife.

Who does not care whether she touches
you or not?

Did you see that in the coffee cup?

No.

Her absence from your bed shows it.

Well, touching isn't everything.

No.

But wanting to touch is where everything
starts.

Without the hunger, love cannot blossom.

Oh, dear sweet Leila.

Please, touch me.

Captain and Mrs. O 'Neill.

Show them in.

Please call me when they leave.

Ready to sail?

Tomorrow. First light.

Bains will follow in a day or so.

I suppose you're here to persuade me to
sail with him.

In your interests.

Sounds like a threat, James.

British shipping must be protected.

The interests of the empire must be
safeguarded. Doesn't sound like you,

More like the Charles Grey.

Grind every country into poverty.

Gold on our plates, dung on theirs.

Well, you've got to look after your own.

Indeed.

I'll look after James and Eden.

You won't see sense, will you?

Go on, then. Just a minute, James.

Have you considered Elizabeth?

Yes, I have done.

She may not feel as you do. Would you
sacrifice her?

Elizabeth is hardly the sacrificial
lamb.

You, Anne, you'd follow James through
hell and high water.

You'd die for him, and so would he for
you. But Elizabeth, well, she'll always

do what is best for Elizabeth.

We'll miss you, Albert.

Come along, Anne.

Farewell, James.

Farewell.

Good luck.

A bit sluggish, but she'll do.

Keep her clean.

Keep her well fed and she'll always
serve you.

Come wind or doldrums, fine weather or
storm, no tacking.

Save you hundreds of miles.

What happens if your engine breaks down?

Do you wait for a sailing ship to come
by?

Things can go wrong on any ship.

Sail or steam.

Ah, but 99 times out of 100, sail will
get me home.

What's that?

Temperament, Captain.

Temperament.

Engines don't like being carved, that.

Good morning, Daniel.

Good morning.

And how are you this fine and beautiful
day?

Very well, thank you.

And what can I do for you?

I'd like you to send this telegram to
your agent in Istanbul.

I'll pay for it, of course.

Well, all right. I'll attend to it
immediately.

Won't you read it?

Read it?

I don't understand.

You will. It conveys my decision.

Your decision?

You know Albert wants me to join him
there for ten years?

I had heard, yes.

Thanks to Sarah, all Liverpool had
heard.

Can you go in?

Daniel, I do believe you're gripped by
suspense.

I'm flattered.

I shall not be going.

But you must go, Elizabeth.

A wife must always stick by her husband.

Oh, how gallant of you.

Elizabeth, I advise you most strongly.

And so you must.

But I'm sure you know it will not change
my mind.

What possible reason can you have to
refuse to go?

The welfare of my son.

Our son, Daniel.

Has it ever occurred to you that
Suleiman Pasha may be deceiving you?

That he may be a warlord beneath his
solon's clothing? You have me word upon

integrity. Your word, sir, cannot
protect the British Empire.

You must realize that soon, with the
completion of the Suez Canal, a new and

strategic route to India will open.

And that calls for our absolute
sovereignty in the Eastern

The ships I build shall in no way
threaten that sovereignty.

Merchantships? can be converted to men
of war, and a strong Turkish navy would

threaten our national interests, sir.

If I go further, supplying the Turks
with ships would constitute treason.

Is that official?

It could be made official.

Well then, Sir Charles, until it is made
official, or until I hear of it

directly from the Prime Minister
himself, I shall continue with my work

Good day to you, sir.

You're being very foolhardy, Mr. Fraser.

Do bear in mind that in this country,
any of us can be quite expendable.

Good day to you, sir.

A telegram for you, sir.

Thank you.

Bad news?

My wife.

Will she not come?

Layla?

How would you like to spend the rest of
your life with me?

Be with me all the time.

Go with me everywhere.

I am your woman.

For as long as you want me.

Running very well, team.

Now what's happened?

She needs cooking.

Cooking?

How long does that take?

Who knows?

Well, we can't just drift, you know.
There's tricky channels out there.

I'll tell her that, Captain.

Sir Charles called it treason.

We live in a day when every dissenter
can be accused of treason.

I, too, am guilty in the eyes of some.

You mean Haji Ahmed?

I hate religious fanaticism, Albert.

It uses Allah as a pawn. It is the worst
sacrilege I know.

Has Haji Ahmed many followers?

What following can a false prophet have?

A few dagger men.

Dagome?

You mustn't worry, my dear Albert. I can
manage them.

I fear death as I fear the evangelist.

They are both pursuing my soul.

Come on, me beautiful.

Come on.

And you rest.

The sea is drifting forever.

And we're playing land again.

Teen Super.

There's a lovely girl.

Who's a lovely girl?

That Yahmet and his dagger men.

You will be blamed. That's why they left
him here. Abdullah, get the police.

But they'll kill you too. Do as I say.

But, but, Master.

Abdullah, do as he says. He's right.

Always the good ones.

It's always the good ones who are
murdered.

Calm down.

Please, drink this.

No, thank you.

Please.

You must drink it.

For me.

I'll find out if it's safe to bring her
into the case, sir.

Right, Fletcher.

Full away.

You

must say

immediately, here's your papers for
custom clearance.

Why, what's happened?

Suleiman Pasha has been murdered. They
intend to accuse Mr. Fraser.

What?

We've brought him here.

He's only drugged. There is no time to
lose. If he stays, he'll be killed.

is someone who'll take the blame.

Who? Leila.

I did it.

I... Take her away! Take her away!

I won't risk the ship.

I'll stand her offshore.

Well, shouldn't we call them back first?

The ship's only our fault.

We can use the longboat until nightfall.

Mr. Mate! Sir?

Clear the ship for sea at once!

hole's clear there.

Baines! That's all right, Mr. Fraser.

What happened?

What did we do? Where are we?

Baines, turn back, do you hear? Turn
back.

If you'll allow me to explain.

Turn back, damn you! Turn back!

Right, chief.

Get steam off. But, James.

To the ship.

How about James? James, those men!

It's a chance for them. But they may
still be alive.

We'll go back.

They'll all be lost.

Have another tot, sir.

Thank you.

Did Abdullah really say no more?

Aye, sir.

I fear he did.

Can a woman love, sir?

Give her life for you?

Aye.

How would you know?

Well, I... I didn't know before, but I
do now.

God help me.

It's... It's no consolation, sir.

But... Could you really have left your
wife and son?