All language subtitles for The Onedin line s05e04 The Trade Winds

Hello, Daniel.

Hello, Elizabeth.

This is my son, William.

William, this is your Uncle Daniel.

How do you do, sir?

A trip off the old block, eh, Elizabeth?

From the set of his shoulders, I would
say that he takes after his father.

People have remarked on the resemblance.

Well, my boy, do you remember me?

Uncle Daniel.

I did once have an uncle, Daniel. I
believe he went abroad.

Off to make my fortune in Australia.

I've made it. Now I'm back to claim my
own.

William. I remember.

There's an old photograph in a silver
frame. Mama keeps it in her dressing

table.

You wore a beard and held an old
-fashioned stovepipe hat.

You stood very straight and stiff.

It was a long time ago.

Yes, I imagine so. You are obviously
much, much older now.

And so are you, my boy.

Now then, off with you.

Your mother and I have matters of
business to discuss.

Yes, sir.

I trust I may shortly have the pleasure
of renewing our acquaintance. You can

bet your boots on it. Bates?

Oh, yes.

Goodbye, Mama.

Uncle Daniel.

Well, Elizabeth, you're not a day older.

I owe time a mounting debt, which no
doubt someday I shall be asked to pay.

But not today.

No. Not today.

The fashion becomes you.

Thank you.

An improvement on the crinoline.

All those hoops and whalebone.

So constricting.

Do you remember?

I remember.

Mrs. Gibson, what sort of offal do you
call this?

Steak and kidney pie.

Fresh meat and fresh kidneys. And if
it's not to your taste, I'm sorry.

Mrs. Gibson, I pay you good wages, and
all you can produce is a burnt offering

that would disgrace the folks of a
Yankee bloodboat. I'm sure I do my best,

But if I may say so, I've put up with
nothing but coughing criticism this past

week, ever since Miss Gaunt left.

Perhaps it would be better if I were to
tender my notice. Oh, don't be such a

fool and say who that is, will you? Yes,
sir. Oh, and say this catches the

afternoon post, will you?

Yes, sir.

Good afternoon, sir.

What troubles have you brought with you
this time, then, eh?

Who do you think I've just seen?

Well, given time, no doubt you'll tell
me.

You're in a rare old temper these days,
aren't you?

I've just seen Daniel Fogarty.

Fogarty? He must be all of 16 years
since old man Fraser sent him packing

flea in his ear, and there he was,
dressed to kill and as large as life.

What the devil does he want, do you
think?

I have done well, Elizabeth.

Very well.

Were Albert alive, I could match him a
gold piece for every penny he could

muster. I trust you are not suggesting I
was ever for sale to the highest

bidder. Of course not.

But if you were, even I could not afford
you.

It would seem your absence in the
colonies has not only brought you

taught you gallantry as well.

Has that gallantry yet extended to
paying a call upon your wife?

Well, I plan to see her shortly.

Poor Emma. I dealt hardly with her.

She deserved better than you, Daniel
Fogarty.

Perhaps we deserved each other.

There was little love lost between us.

In fact, were it not that I have some
business to conclude, I doubt I would

trouble to impose myself upon her.

Your business is in the disposal of her
property. I suggest you hasten to her

bedside. A certain Mr.

McCauley has already made a bid for her
Fraser home. Ah, yes, McCauley.

You know him?

Yes, I know Mr. McCauley. I know him
extremely well.

That man has been a thorn in our side
ever since his arrival. He seems to have

money to burn.

Indeed he has.

And half of it is mine.

Yours? Tom McCauley is my partner.

What? I sent him on ahead as a nominee
to buy Emma's shares.

What, um, what is her holding? About 30
%?

Exactly 30%, as you well know.

Just what is your interest?

McCauley's parents were transported
felons.

That would be about 1820.

Now, when Tom was of age, he was given a
grant of land, a currency land, they

call them.

Now, when I first met him, he had land
but no stock.

I had capital but no experience.

We put the two together, and now we own
a cattle station the size of Wales.

More sheep than a man can count, a gold
mine, and money in many other

enterprises.

Well, I thought that might impress you.
You would do better to impress your

partner before he skins you like a cat.
Tom McCauley never.

You may have learned a great deal about
grazing hordes of smelly sheep and

digging gold out of the ground, but you
always had a poor head for business,

Daniel. I have learned a lot from Tom
McCauley. I tell you, that man is lining

his own pocket. He wouldn't, not Tom.
He's a scoundrel to his fingertips.

Well, I'll have a word with him.

It was very kind of you to invite me to
dinner, James.

I can recommend the food.

Far superior to anything I've had at
home recently.

suffered from a series of kooks who
can't kook an housekeeper who can't keep

house. You must advertise and carefully
interview each applicant. I'm sure you

wouldn't tolerate an inefficient sea
captain.

I don't have time to attend to such
detail. I need someone of proven

A helpmate.

Are you comfortable the way you are?

Yes, thank you, James. I'm quite
comfortable.

No, I mean in your present position.

Oh, yes.

Sir Charles is a most considerate
employer, and the children are little

with never a cross word.

I've got my own private sitting room,
and I'm weighted on hand and foot.

Well, now, I can recommend the soup.

I think we should start with that. Yes,
the oxtail.

Oxtail soup, sir? I'm content to be
guided by you.

Right. Oh, I see they have some venison
pasty. Do you like venison, Lettie?

Oh, yes, indeed.

Sir Charles often has a whole haunch of
venison.

I see.

We'll have the steak and kidney pie.

And your best burgundy, the 75, I
suggest.

How's Charlotte?

Oh, she's very well. Yes, she's staying
with her Aunt Mary, you know.

She misses you.

Yes, I miss her, too.

What she needs is the affection of her.

Constant companion.

Like yourself.

James, affection is not something that
can be bought and paid for.

Oh, I know, I know that.

That's why I, um... Uh... Yes,

um... Uh... Damn it.

See who that is?

Hello, Tom.

Daniel!

It's good to see you. And you.

Well. Yeah.

A bit different to the old homestead,
eh? It is.

Well, sit down. You'll take a bite? No,
thank you, Tom.

Here. Clear this mess away and purchase
a bottle of your best red. Well, fancy

you living here. This used to be quite
an exclusive hotel.

The only thing exclusive in this world
is money.

I thought I taught you that.

Oh, you taught me many things.

And one of them was that partners should
trust one another.

Go on.

How much does he pay you?

A hundred pounds a year.

Good God, the man must be made of money.

Well, I see no alternative but to outbid
him.

I'm afraid that's quite out of the
question. Oh, Letty, you haven't yet

offer.

Now, I see no other course but to ask
you to be my wife.

What?

I cannot compete with Sir Charles on his
terms. Our needs must compete on mine.

Oh, James.

Only you could turn a romantic proposal
of marriage into a business proposition.

I'm sure the words must have stuck in
your throat like a fishbowl.

Ah, well.

That's your answer.

Nothing more to be said. Oh, dear James.

It was the loveliest proposal
imaginable.

You accept?

How could I possibly refuse?

Now,

from

the short time I've been in Liverpool,
I've come to realise that you're not the

best light of men.

Who the devil needs to be liked? You
seem to have gone out of your way to

enemies. Listen, I don't give a damn
what this toffee -nosed bunch think.

We've got money. And they jump when we
say jump, and that suits me fine.

Have you seen your wife yet?

Not yet.

I called on her the other day.

How was she?

We had a real nice talk.

But it didn't get anywhere.

She wouldn't sell.

So I went back there this morning.

Well, what happened?

They wouldn't let me see her.

She's dying.

For as much as it hath pleased almighty
God of his great mercy to take unto

himself the soul of our dear sister
Emma, We therefore commit her body to

ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to
dust.

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the
love of God, the fellowship of the Holy

Ghost be with us all forevermore.

Amen.

She left me everything.

She refused to sell to Macaulay. I don't
understand it.

She loved you, Daniel.

Those two bear watching?

Well, you know, Poggety gets everything.
Did you hear?

The way he treated poor Emma.

No accounting for folly.

Emma's shares would seem to make me a
partner.

You are merely a shareholder, Daniel.

For the time being, what of the boy?

He'll come into phrases.

He shows quite a talent for engineering.

No, Ma.

He takes after him.

Father Pyle.

I have it in mind to marry again.

Robert.

Oh, yes.

I, uh, I stand in need of the best man.
I was wondering if, um, if you could,

uh, blanch.

Can you?

Oh, really, James?

So, Macaulay and Fogarty are partners?

Yes. Those two could press us hard.

And I think of a mind to do.

But Elizabeth's in the greatest danger.
Now, poverty owns 30 % of raises.

Macaulay, £100 ,000 worth of debentures.

I don't see what Elizabeth can do to
alter that.

I can fight, Robert.

But how and with what?

It would seem that the pair of them have
the Midas touch. It takes more than

money to run a shipping business.

James, are you suggesting we band
together?

Just that.

Oh, no. One partnership's quite enough.

That lost me my house.

I dread to think what another one would
cost me. Look, Robert, you stand with us

and you'll acquire another house.

Get further a mess with Fogarty and
Macaulay and you'll probably lose the

as well.

Possibly. Now, look, we need to separate
those two. Get them to fight each other

instead of us.

Break up that partnership. But how?

Well, young Elizabeth once had a
partiality for young Daniel. She could

marry him.

Well, it'd be a good business move.

James, you really are beyond the pale.

No, wait, Elizabeth, wait.

James is right.

You could twist dear Daniel round your
little finger.

Oh, so it's dear Daniel now, is it?

Well, you did once show him favour,
Elizabeth.

Young William is a living testimony to
that. If you married Fogarty, he'd be

family. I think it's a very good idea,
James.

Can we please be serious?

Now, look, what are their ambitions?

Fogarty left England a failure. Now
wants to be acclaimed a success.

Macaulay wants to cut a figure as a...

Country gentleman.

Now, on his own, Fogarty's got the
brains of a hen, and Macaulay, well,

fish out of water. Don't underrate
Daniel Fogarty, James. He's learned to

from his past mistakes.

Elizabeth might be right there.

And if she is, what do we do?

Well, I think I have just the answer.

What the devil do you imagine you are
doing?

It's the most unladylike greeting.

As you see, familiarising myself with
the company's affairs.

You would do well to remember that I am
the majority shareholder and that

company is mine. Until our son comes of
age.

Until my son comes of age. But until
that time, I am afraid you are saddled

me. Yes.

You and that scoundrel Macaulay. Yes,
Macaulay. I've been looking into his

affairs. You were a fool, Elizabeth. And
what on earth persuaded you to put

yourself in his debt to the tune of £100
,000?

Necessity.

Well, didn't you realize that he could
foreclose at any time of his duty? Of

course. But I'm not quite the fool you
take me for.

I have spent no more than 40 ,000, and
if pressed, I can raise that against the

shipyards. You seem to be in an uncommon
hurry to mortgage yourself to the hilt.

Very well, I'll make out a draft for 40
,000.

It is as much in my interest as yours.

After all, I am a partner.

You are not. A junior partner. A very
junior partner.

No, I simply exchange one debtor for
another.

In any event, he may not be willing to
sell back his debentures. I can't force

him. Then convince him it's for his own
good.

Better the devil you know.

You have but one choice, Elizabeth.

Me or Macaulay.

Well, think about it. You don't have to
use it unless Macaulay attempts to call

in the debt.

And you may have your desk.

I was only borrowing it.

Well, do you want to rid yourself of
Macaulay?

Well, I must admit I would prefer to
have you to myself.

You've changed, Danny.

Never at a loss for words.

I remember a time when the very presence
of a member of the fairer sex would

cleave your tongue to the roof of your
mouth.

You still have that effect.

If I were to use this, I don't know how
I could repay you.

Well, it could make a start by having
dinner with me.

When I said you'd changed, I didn't mean
for the better.

I should like to have dinner with you,
Daniel.

But I do think first we ought to decide
how to dispose of Macaulay, not just for

my sake, but for yours as well. Low,
hot, low coal, you'll never change.

Look, Tom Macaulay and I have been
partners for years.

I'd need good reason to break that up.

James has one. No, James, he hasn't
changed.

As I remember, every time a pot boiled,
he was always there, hard at work,

fanning the flames.

He has evidence.

Of what?

Ask him.

He'll part with it at a price. Oh, of
that I am sure.

Very well, I'll broach the subject. I
have to see him about the wedding.

Oh, this fuss and in half an hour it's
all over and don't wait. James, you

really are quite impossible.

You seem to imagine a wedding to have no
more ceremonial than signing a seaman

aboard one of your confounded ships.

There are arrangements to be made. The
only arrangements that concern me are

between Lettie and the past. I've never
heard such nonsense. No, neither have I.

Now, come to the point. I mean, you
haven't really come here to gossip about

wedding arrangements.

I'm only taking a sisterly interest.

Oh, no.

You want me to have some grand affair,
200 people gawping at us? Well, let me

tell you this.

It's going to be a simple wedding.

Now, you might be invited.

I don't know yet.

Now, what really brought you here, eh?

Daniel needs your help to rid himself of
Macaulay.

He has already offered to pay off the
balance of my debt to him.

In exchange for what?

It is purely a business arrangement.

Now then, last night you said you had
evidence of assault.

I have.

Well, what is it?

Look, if your Daniel is as sharp as you
say he is, bring him round to see me,

will you?

James, I wish you would stop calling him
my Daniel.

Just tell me what evidence you have
against Macaulay.

Oh, enough to hang him.

Surely the shortest distance between two
points is a straight line.

The world's not round like a penny,
Master Samuel.

It's round like an orange.

Now, what's the shortest distance round
that orange?

A curve.

Exactly. Now, you'd do well to remember
that if you ever hoped to command your

own ship.

Father would never permit that.

I'm expected to follow in his footsteps,
Robert O 'Neden and son.

Well, I only wish I'd had your
opportunities.

I'd have been somebody.

But you are. You're a ship captain.

I was one of the lucky ones. Thanks to
Mrs. O 'Neill, she taught me.

She had the patience of a saint, that
one.

I remember she set me just such a
problem.

Make me a flat map of an orange, she
said.

It took me weeks.

You have the advantage of an education,
so you try your hand at it.

You shouldn't occupy a bright young
fellow like you more than I have, too.

And don't eat the oranges before you
finish.

Mine is like a shriveled up grape.

I'll try, sir.

You do that.

And remember, there's more to handling a
ship than scampering up and down the

rigging. And don't despise figures,
because figures is basic.

Well,

James.

My.

You are a dandy.

You'll never compete with Albert, you
know.

Still the same old James, always seeking
the advantage.

With the same vile taste in cigars.

Try one of these.

Tobacco's grown on one of my South
African estates.

Ah.

Hmm. I'd sell out if I was you. No
profit to be made in these. I can well

the indulgence.

Only a full run's of business at a loss.

You haven't changed, have you, Daniel?

All right, let's get down to business.

Certainly.

Now, I've been given to understand that
you claim to have some kind of evidence

that could be used against my partner,
Mr. McCauley.

Been chatting to Elizabeth, have you?

No hope there, you know. She has a will
of her own. Have you or haven't you?

Evidence? So I.

Enough to hang him.

Was it documented?

It carries conviction.

Very well. What is your price?

You do realise that in any partnership,
the law holds that both partners are

equally liable?

I bear no responsibility for Macaulay's
private transaction. Oh, but you do.

You're a fool, Daniel.

You should have limited your liability.

Well, in the Australian outback...

Well, you're in England now, subject to
English law.

I am as yet no wiser as to the offence
my partner is alleged to have committed.

Coffinships.

Coffinships? Aye.

Over -insuring them, sending them out
and sinking them. But I'd have nothing

do with it.

There's a lot of widows and orphans
thirsting for Macaulay's blood.

You know me better than that.

Oh, yes, I believe you.

But a judge might not be quite so
understanding.

What do you propose to do with this
evidence?

It could prove a very useful lever in
the right hands.

A partner can be quite an embarrassment
if you have to share in everything that

he does.

How much?

I'll take £10 ,000. Oh, and the
management of the Robert and Eden

Five, and no more.

I've learned a thing or two.

Very well.

£5 ,000.

There's a statement signed by Abel
Seaman Kerr and witnessed.

Anything else?

Yes, some advice, sir.

Your partner's a rogue.

He'll hang.

Get rid of him. Buy him out if
necessary.

I couldn't afford it. Well, I'd better
still persuade him to buy you out.

He's avaricious.

He'll buy.

Dealing with you and Eden is like
dealing with a boa constrictor.

Can I keep this?

Oh, of course. It's only a copy.

My heart quite goes out to Paul, Lettie.

I trust that James will have the
courtesy to send us a formal invitation.

Which, under the circumstances, we shall
refuse.

Well, do you know such things?

Oh, come on, Sarah. It's not a week
since you swore you'd never speak to

again. The wedding isn't speaking.

The wedding's an occasion.

Besides, we are family.

Women?

Well, it'll be a poor do, I can tell
you. If James has anything to do with

they'll be toasting the couple in cocoa.

You know, he asked me to be his best
man, didn't you?

Well, you accepted our trust.

No.

I said to think about it.

Oh, but have you no sense of social
obligation?

It's our bounden duty to stand by them.
Of course you must stand as groomsmen.

It would be unthinkable to permit a
stranger.

Besides, I wouldn't put it past James to
ask Captain Baines.

Got enough pieces of paper at your age,
lad? I'm trying to make a map.

A map?

A what?

An orange.

Have you taken leave of your census?

The finest education that money can buy.

And you spend your time making maps of
oranges.

Look, the orange represents the world,
Father. And orange is a saleable

commodity, nothing more, nothing less.

Captain Baines set me a problem.

I think a good dose of hard work is what
you need, my lad.

Of course.

All you need to do is project the globe
of the world onto a cylinder, unroll it,

and you have a Mercator projection.

It's simple, really.

Don't get too caught up with the
problems of the sea, dear.

That's not where your future lies.

A gown of white satin and four bouquets
for the bridesmaids. Make a note of

that, Charlotte. Four bouquets.

Bridesmaids? Well, we had wanted a quiet
wedding.

Exactly. Now, look, in my opinion...
Nobody's counting your opinion, James.

nothing to do with you. You're just the
groom.

I'll foot the bill, though, don't I? Oh,
James, really.

Now, where were we? Guests. Guests. How
many do we have now?

Forty -two.

Forty -two? Well, who have we left out?

Father, can I invite Polly Summers and
Betsy Aldroyd?

Well, I see no reason why not if they're
of good families. And write their

parents' names down as well. Oh, aye.

And their relatives.

And their friends.

And their pets.

I should need to sell a ship to pay for
this lot.

Isn't that typical of Jane?

Well, it worked to have been a quiet
affair.

Well...

Hasn't taken you long to get your feet
under the table.

No. And I intend to keep them there.

Well, why not?

You know, there were times in the
outback when I was sold my soul for a

of this.

You sold that long ago?

I know.

Someone been scratching your back?

Come on.

Out with it. You were born a currency
lad. You can't shake it off.

What are you on about?

You've been lambing me down, Tom.

No, on my oath I ain't. I've been
straight with you, Dan boy. As straight

dog's hind leg.

Are you trying to rile me?

I sent you over here to buy in for me.

So I would have done.

Excepting your Mrs. Crokes and saves me
the trouble.

Have you got a share? So what are you
bleeding about? The Fraser debentures.

Ah, now that's a different matter.

And that's sauce for the gander, Daniel.

My pockets are as well lined as yours.
And lending money to Robert O 'Neill,

told you to do that?

Told?

Told? Listen, you don't tell me to do
anything.

What I do with my own money is none of
your business.

I reckon I might even buy myself a
country estate.

A thousand or so acres. A big house with
turrets and battlements.

A couple of dozen servants in my own
livery.

What do you think to that, eh?

Not here, Tom.

I'm packing you off back to Australia.

You're packing me off?

Oh, that's rich, that is.

Listen, I'll crow on this midden or
nowhere.

You'll crow on the gallows. What?

You heard me.

The pardon I've been with you in many
things, but not murder.

You better choose your words more
carefully.

Coffin ships.

I took a gamble.

You took no gamble. You made sure they
went to the bottom. My ships go to the

bottom every day.

You're paying to have them scuppered.

Good men lost their lives. Men who might
have sailed with old mates, with wives

and children left behind. How you going,
soft Dan?

That's them toffee nose silver tails
that's got at you.

Or maybe it's that golden -haired dolly
mop, hmm?

She been keeping you warm at night?

Oh, you hold your foul tongue or I'll
stuff it down your throat.

Don't you come the heavy star with me,
matey. Or we'll be breaking up some

furniture, you and me. Oh, no. Rocks is
all you'll be breaking. Not without

proof I won't.

I needn't give you this.

Aye.

What's his price?

I'll set the price. I know you won't.

We're partners.

We sink or swim together in this. Well,
I'll take my chances.

But you'll spend the rest of your days
tossing cannonballs around.

You mean it?

I mean it.

All right, then.

What's your price?

We'll end the partnership.

I'll buy you out.

You ain't got that kind of money.

I've got a strong card, though.

Of course, you can always buy me out. I
don't care which way.

How much?

A million.

It's worth more than that, and you know
it.

Very well, for the Australian interest
only. But I want the Fraser debentures

and everything else you've acquired over
here.

You're driving too hard a bargain,
Daniel. I'm not bargaining, Tom. I'm

You're bluffing.

I know you too well.

You're soft.

You'd never turn me in.

Fetch a constable.

I wish to lay an information.

By the holy sailors.

You mean it.

Goodbye, Tom.

I reckon I taught you too well.

We had planned a quiet wedding. I know
that's James's wish.

If James had his way, you'd find
yourself being married by Captain Baines

one of his rowing boats.

You hold out for the best that money can
buy. I don't want the best. Just leave

everything to us.

I think the waist could be a little
tight. Oh, no, I can hardly breathe as

is. I shall swoon.

Brides are expected to swoon on their
wedding day. And we shall come well

supplied with melon falls. It's James
that will need those when he realises

expense.

I trust Robert can be relied upon to
drag him to the church on time. You have

straighten him. Robert has unavoidable
business commitments abroad.

Oh? Yes, he's taking ship for New York.

As you know, Robert has always had an
eye to the future.

And having heard so much about this new
American system of departmental

shopping, he's decided to go and have a
look for himself.

He could go after the wedding.

Oh, my thoughts precisely.

But you know what a determined man
Robert is.

And once he's made up his mind to
something, nothing will sway him.

In other words, James is still out of
favour. Is he travelling by Fraser,

Stephen? Of course not.

He's travelling with Captain Baines
aboard one of our own ships, the

That will be a treat for Captain Baines.

Tighter!

Do take care of it, though, dearest.

Oh, you need have no fear on that score,
my dear.

When occasion calls, I can rough it with
the best of them.

Well, I've packed your heavy woolen
underwear, and the goose grease for your

chest, and a mustard plaster, lest you
should take a chill. You know how

susceptible you are to inclement
weather.

Nonsense. Oh, Robert, when you and I
sailed to the Isle of Man, you suffered

abominably from Maldemur.

A minor indisposition. I haven't time to
find my sea legs.

In any event, I'm prepared to suffer in
the cause of business.

This ship will roll like a pig.

She's round in the bilge.

Why didn't you travel by steamer,
Father? Because your father is the

the O 'Neill line.

Correct.

Time to go ashore.

The car's coming off in a couple of
minutes.

You come with me, young fellow, my lad.
We'll leave these two good people to say

their farewells alone.

Goodbye, Father. Goodbye, son. Goodbye.

Wrap up well. And don't venture on deck
without your scarf.

Keys.

Well, Master Samuel.

Did you map the orange?

I solved that problem, Mr. Bain.

Good lad.

Now I've another.

I've got to run away to sea.

I'll spend the rest of my days behind a
counter.

Well, that's up to you.

I only wish it were.

Mr. James' father didn't want him to go
to sea neither.

Time to change, Mr. Bain.

Goodbye, Captain.

Goodbye, Mum.

There we go.

Have a good voyage, Captain.

Why, thank you, lad.

Goodbye, Father.

So.

Well, Captain Bates, I think we can put
to tea now.

Why, thank you, Mr. Roberts.

Awake, Angwe!

Good cigars.

I really do relish the occasional cigar.

Yes, well, I only brought one box to
last the whole morning.

It'll see us through.

Accommodation satisfactory?

Oh, much as I expected, yes. Well, this
ship was built to carry steerage

passengers out in a timber hole.

Now it's cargo both ways.

But most folks now, of course, travel by
steamer. Still, I expect you have your

reason, sir.

Several. Escape from the turmoil of
commerce, this one.

Ah, shopkeeper.

I regard this voyage, Captain Baines, as
a quiet interlude between business

commitments.

A man needs to relax once in a while.

Captain Baines, you know the city of New
York very well, I understand.

Like the back of my eyes?

Yes, it's a lively place, isn't it?

There's a life of plenty. There's no
denying that. Yes.

Places of entertainment, I don't doubt.

Well, it depends what you have in mind.
I mean, there's theaters, dance halls,

free and easy. No, no, no, no, no. What
I had in mind was a discreet, quiet

restaurant where a man like myself could
relax over a good dinner, a bottle of

wine, and... I know just the place.

Nothing untoward.

Almost.

Let me refill your glass.

Now.

Pity I should be away and Captain O'Dean
gets married.

I'd like to receive that.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered together
here in the sight of God and in the

face of this congregation to join
together this man and this woman in holy

matrimony, which is an honorable estate,
and so on and so on.

Excellent. Excellent.

We shan't bother with the responses
again. Now, are you sure that

perfectly clear?

It's perfectly clear the first time.

Practice makes perfect, Mr. O 'Neill.
Would you care for a glass of sherry

Mr. President? Why don't you play
something, then? Of course, my ma.

Mr. Fogarty, sir.

I trust I'm not intruding.

My wedding gift.

Robert's voting rights. And a draft for
5 ,000. I'm a man of my word.

Better add you to the guest list, then,
eh? If anybody else seems to be coming,

have a glass of wine.

Good evening, Elizabeth.

Good evening, Daniel.

William plays very well.

Yes, he inherits that talent from me.

Well, now that I have settled with
Macaulay, I think it time to call in my

remaining debt.

Oh? Your promise to have dinner
together.

Oh, I should be delighted.

Who shall we ask?

Why not invite our son?

My, we shall do no such thing, and
please keep your word. I have every

You have no rights, other than a
quarterly rendering of the company's

I must leave immediately.

What is it?

It's from the master of the Falcon.

He's running aground, just leaving Port
Marek. She's in danger of becoming a

total wreck. Port Marek, North Wales.

The very devil of a place to get into,
as I remember.

Yeah, well, things haven't improved at
all. I'll take the chariot roads. You're

going to the Menai Strait?

Well, I have a contract to meet.

I've got to get there on time.

But you will be back.

Hmm? The wedding.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

But you've only got seven days.

Look, 36 hours out, 36 hours home. I'll
have time to spare.

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Captain Llewellyn? Mr. O 'Neill.

Sorry, business, sir.

Sorry, business.

He was rounding the point when that
devil's wind shifted and caught us

Yes, well, I'll read your report later.

What's the extent of the damage, then,
eh? He sprung a little forward, but

nothing to speak of. He put a stern
anchor on.

She is wedged past by the bows.

You've lightened the ship?

Between ties, we have done all that is
humanly possible.

Not so far, you haven't.

She's still stuck, isn't she?

Now I've got a contract to meet.

I want you to transfer every article of
cargo onto the Charlotte roads, and you

and your crew can sail on to Bremen.

Thank you, sir.

You can thank your lucky stars that I
have pressing engagements in Liverpool.

I've nobody else to sailor.

What about my ship?

Oh, don't worry.

I'll catch her off myself.

And sail her home.

Excuse me, sir.

Yes.

You have an empty ship.

And if you are going back to Liverpool,
there is something you ought to know.

Not delayed. I mean, if the weather
should take a turn for the worse. With

to contend with, it wouldn't dare.

Well, I don't know what I should do.

The reception, all those guests.

I'll never forget Robert marching down
the aisle. His boots squeaked so

dreadfully.

Albert and I, you know, eloped to Gretna
Green. There was such a to -do.

Well, I should think so. After all, you
were promised to Daniel.

I wasn't. No vows were exchanged.

But now he's returned and a success, so
I wouldn't be surprised to hear wedding

bells again.

Well, if you do, Sarah, your hearing
will be sharper than mine.

He has been away five full days.

Don't worry, Lettie. James is never late
for an appointment.

$10 a head.

I wouldn't pay $10 for crimp, man.

I want prime semen.

I don't want him. He's damaged.

You can have him back.

No parson.

I'll take him. He'll help you out,
brother.

What have we got here?

Mr. Roberts.

Here, get that down.

The devil's handiwork needs devil's
medicine.

It's a wicked town, New York, and the
crimps aren't too particular.

I don't understand it, Captain Bayliss.

You was crimped and shanghaied.

I just merely passed a civil word with a
young lady.

In a bar downtown?

Well, Yes. And what happened?

Well, I completed my business engagement
for the day.

I was taking a stroll to see the sights.

I called in to a pleasant -seeming
tavern. I took a glass of brandy,

with water, mind you.

And by chance, by purest chance, I fell
into conversation with a quite

presentable young woman.

Who invited you to her apartment?
Certainly not.

First of all, she guided me to what she
assured me was a select restaurant.

I must confess that it wasn't exactly
the sort of establishment that a man

myself would normally patronise.

But the Americans being notoriously
uncouth... Well, on the east side there.

There was an entertainment of sorts.

I must say it was in dubious taste.

However, we dined quite comfortably.

Exchange civilities.

And she took you home?

Certainly not.

I merely suggested, as propriety
demanded, that I be permitted to escort

her home to her lodging.

She must have looked upon you as the
goose that laid the golden egg.

She was kind enough to invite me inside
for a nightcap.

or others struck me upon the head.

Mr. O 'Neill, you be bamboozled,
crimped, and shanghaied. You can thank

lucky stars that we were shorthanded and
in the market. Otherwise, you'd have

woken up aboard a Yankee bloodboat
bearing round the horn.

I've been robbed.

They've taken every penny.

Well, now, it's most misfortunate
because you owe $10.

I what?

That's the going rate.

$10 the crimps charge.

that I pay you $10 for the dubious
privilege of being shanghaied aboard one

our own ships?

Well, I can't afford it, and how else
can I explain it to Mr. James? I mean,

keeps a sharp eye on them accounts. To
hell with Mr.

James.

He may never know.

Oh, not if you pay up, you don't.

I don't have $10.

That's all right, sir. You can sign for
it.

Here, put your mark there.

Now, sir, are you still going to go
ashore?

Well, of course.

I still have business appointments to
make here.

Well, you best be ashore now, because
we're casting off shortly.

I don't have the money.

The wretch took every penny.

Well, that's all right, sir.

I can let you have a couple of hundred
dollars.

Just sign your name again.

Postpone wedding.

Detained two days, returned Thursday
without fail.

Isn't that typical of James?

Something dreadful must have happened to
have made him postpone the wedding.

Well, perhaps something's happened to
the ship.

He might be injured.

What? You dared to postpone our wedding
for a cargo of stupid sheep.

It was too good a bargain to miss. A
bargain?

Aye. Morton's fetching a fortune in
Liverpool at the moment and needs to go

begging. Oh, James, how could you? Look,
they'd just come down from this

mountain. Now, there was no fodder for
them, no ship at the quayside. James,

promised. If I'd waited another week,
somebody else would have snapped them

All those invitations.

Well, I don't know why you're so upset.

Eh?

We can get married in a couple of days'
time.

No. No. Yes, you'll see.

Look, you wanted a quiet wedding. Well,
a quiet wedding you shall have.

Oh, never.

Never. Letty. You heard what I said.

Now you go and marry one of your damn
sheep.

And don't forget, our weekday showing of
Survivors is on Sunday at midday.

Next this morning, Bergerac.