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I leave Emma Lady Hamilton therefore a legacy to my

King in country that they will give her ample provision to maintain her rank in

life. I also lead to the beneficence of my country my doctor daughter Horatio

Nelson Thompson and the desire she will use in future the name of Nelson

only. These are the only favors I ask of my King in country at this moment when

I'm going to fight their battle may God bless my King in country and all those

who might hold dear my relations it is needless to mention they will of course

be amply provided for Nelson Ronti now gentlemen if you can't enough to

witness my signature Captain Blackwood

good Captain Harvey good thank you all we have to do now is defeat the enemy

this is our world the gunners world lower gun deck of his majesty ship

victory most of the time it's too dark to see much but by God if you've got half

a nose you can smell it sweat rum gunpowder urine bilge water old timbers

the multitude of foul vapors for men whose bellies are full of nothing but

salt mate biscuits thick with weevils

as usually a bit more life than this a few stories of home a few jokes today

is going to be a battle we all want a moment alone with our thoughts

if one of Johnny Crapo's shots knocks my head off you take my things if you get

killed I'll take yours right

for night full some of us will be heroes some crippled some dead each man is

asking himself the same question will I see the dawn tomorrow

on

We'll see if I can get you all done.

Come on. Jump to a bed axon.

Come on,ie!

Don't shant.

Come on.

Don't...

Come on, you're lucky, me.

Pull off now.

Pull off now!

Pull off now!

Come on, man!

Go!

Come on Fatats!

With orange.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Go on a grainger.

Yeah.

Go on a g

Come on.

Come on, I forget you.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Bring that table across here and I've dumped to it. Look lively.

Come on, move.

Right.

The tub's on that side, the wings of the limb.

Don't look lively, you. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Master, over here.

Hey! Hey!

Hey! That's mine.

Hey!

That's mine!

What?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

You there!

Look alive on your feet!

On your feet! Look lively!

I'm 18 months ago. You were there then.

Yes.

It's summer events.

Death or victory?

If only we had the choice, Mr. Kombich.

Let me just connect that fella's English.

If we don't want the flanges to think we can't stealth.

Sir.

And so, our ship is moverady.

Every man now waits for a drum to be.

Every man now waits for a drum to be to quarters.

My mouth is suddenly dry and parched.

It's hard to swallow.

Here.

Did you have a heartful of darkness?

What fella?

Your midshipman, he was.

You rigged the uniform from top to toe.

You've been so seasick,

you've laid down between two of the guns.

When you tried to get up in the morning,

you finally were stuck fast.

Deck had been you'll carte, you see.

The peace not scrapes off.

You finally were stuck fasted it from head to toe.

I've never seen a black man laugh. Not once.

Reason simple. You can't speak a word of English.

Nobody knows who he is or where he comes from.

Nobody knows and nobody cares.

But there are plenty more like him on board the victory.

Dains, Italian, American, Portuguese, Dutch,

all the families I dare say, all the summer they love.

All facing death is fine October morning.

All the time!

Captain.

Brother, in your guns!

Happy Birthday.

Three, two, three, and an eight.

Yeah.

And an eight.

And an eight.

And an eight.

Road with cartridge and double shotgun.

Load with cartridge and double structure guns.

Forward gadget.

Forward.

Remember?

Remember?

Repeat the cartridge.

Double shotgun.

The cartridge is not home.

Remember, Gary.

Double show your guns.

Double show your guns.

Double show your guns.

Remember?

Remember?

Programmer!

oola gun!

Radio shotgun!

Radio…

Radio…

Radio…

Radio…

Radio…

Radio…

Radio…

Radio…

Radio…

dug brother smiling.

commercials.

It's time for dinner and grub.

A good piece of salt, pulp and an apple pint of black strap.

A real treat after weeks of oatmeal, skilly galee,

and biscuits full of maggots.

Mind you, even a maggot's taste all right after a while,

more some fat may are like half-foot jelly or blamondes.

Hey, Billy. How do you spell victorious?

B-I-C-T-O-R-I-L-U-S.

B-I-C-T-O-R-I-L-U-S.

So you got old.

I-O-U-S.

Oh, U-S.

Oh, U-S.

Hey!

Thanks, Billy.

He's writing to his wife, no doubt,

telling her that it'll be coming home a hero.

Thomas Franklin, 19 years old, butchers son from Dulce,

seized by the press gang 10 months ago.

And we Watson, 22, also taken by the press gang,

fell asleep dead drunk in a paltzmothin and woke up spewing in the ship's hold.

Samuel Lee, 23, volunteered last Easter to escape his wife's nagging tongue.

George Mangan, gun-captain, 29 years old,

topman on the Billy Ruffin at the battle of the Nile,

saw his brother disemboweled by a grape shot.

Johnny says he'll be 14 next month, but that's probably a lie.

He's no more than 12 of you ask me, maybe less.

He ran away to see when his mother died.

All we know about Joshua is that he's as strong as two men put together.

And that's for me.

Well, it's a familiar story.

The magistrate gave me a choice.

That is prison or his Majesty's service at sea.

I reckon I'll make a mistake.

Oh, yeah.

It's not a bad life when you get used to it.

The name's Blackie, by the way.

William Blackie, 21 years old.

Stop, I'm going to go on.

The name's Blackie, by the way.

William Blackie, 21 years old.

Stop, I'm going to go on.

I'm going to go on.

My noble lads, this will be a glorious day for England.

And for those of us who live to see the end of it, I shall not be satisfied.

I shall not be satisfied with twelve ships as I took out the Nile.

Today, our task is to destroy the enemy completely.

So fight our lads, fight bravely and together.

We can win the greatest victory our country ever saw.

But save the gang!

March-2 so, keep on life!

I, for a ris Internolte, want this every day.

Some fifty years ago my Uncle migrant Folder struck this gaPot,

it's impossible victory.

Oh, it was a fine team and he was very hard a server then later on the reasonable. I was a midship and 12 years old

anyway on this very day

October the 21st 1757 he made a French squadron of Jamaica

pre-English ships against seven French

Hang on now

That's your new ship

It's your first day in battle, man

And really, every moment of it for this is the day you remember the rest of your life

I

To the fleet England expects but everyone will do his duty

I

Stuff no thank you

Come for to yourself with this thought dr. Scott to over time it'll all be over

Twelve hours can seem longer than eternity

The winds dropped

There's scarcely a breeze

We are advancing on the enemy with all the speed of an old maid-aunt with rheumatism

What's all the sand for you think it's for the board

Oi Billy stick around the pot one look at your ugly face love those French his screaming for mercy

Oh

Hey!

Well...

Well...

Well...

Well...

Well...

Hey, ready?

Look! There's a Tugallen yard gone!

Who is Tugallen yard?

Is he one of our last home?

An enemy ship!

I think it's the Santa Ana.

Enemy now?

We'll be arranged this day.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

Enemy now?

We'll be arranged with our guns.

God help us in this hour of need.

Give us the strength and fortitude

to endure the ordeal that is to be...

Now hold the candles high over the table.

If you can look straight into the wound

and see all that I see,

then I shall see perfectly.

Don't look! Don't look!

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

I'll be here.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

I can't wait to break my breath!

All that's done!

Don't you worry!

Don't you worry!

Don't you worry!

Don't you worry!

The world's been shot away!

They've got the man to kill it!

Make ready!

Make ready!

Catch into the guns!

What's the point?

You're first shot and point accordingly!

Now onto the gun and what's the point?

another randomly-

toddlers, no one's falling at the first sentence post the call today!

Abist

Come on.

Break away!

Move!

Your feet are straight.

Stay away!

Move!

Come on!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Up!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Bring the guy change.

Oh, excuse me.

Show the guy, son.

Oh, and...

Remember!

Oh!

Hey, how's it going?

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

How's it going?

Ahhh!

Oh, my God!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

No!

Mary, water.

Hmm.

maga Caranzoon.

Sorry!

The plant feeling good.

The Promo.

Oh, I mean, I know a lot of animals,

like carters, childiles.

I'm going to make it out!

Hey, hold on.

Break it, be careful.

Ah!

Ah!

There you go.

Hold on.

Ah!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Palm replanger!

Palm replanger!

Palm guessing!

Palm tulle!

Adonitter!

Palm tr Angelo!

Palm!

Palm!

Palm!

Palm!

Palm!

Cable Trace!

Open, cartridge!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Faster again, son of a...

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Come on!

Hey, come on, live, live!

Hey!

Thank God we are ready, babe.

Hey!

YES!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Don't be exaggerate.

No, they're not.

They don't look like they're unique.

They don't really look like they're unique.

Get us, girl!

No!

No!

They don't look long, though!

Get roaming before you touch them, though.

Hey Phil!

No!

Wait a minute!

Fire!

Fire!

I'm piercing my boy.

I'm sorry you've been wounded.

But you'll talk over this day's work 50 years hence depend upon it.

My heart on that.

All right?

Take them off!

Take them off!

For Christ's sake let me die!

Over here!

Oh, goodness.

Oh, goodness.

Whoa!

Oh, my let!

4 for one!

GoOD!

Ahhh!

Ahhhhh!

Still up and on!

And on the outside the way that ends!

Somebody!

We're gonna lead!

Let go!

Well!

Ok, we'll let go!

What the hell?

What the hell?

Uh, weems my boy.

I'm sorry you've been warned here.

I trust you'll do it.

Mr. Beatt!

Mr. Beatt!

Yes!

Lord Nelson is here.

The Admiral is wounded.

Proxible table.

You're taking over from here.

No! No!

Over here!

Take him over here!

Over here!

Change the darkness.

Where's Nelson?

Beatt!

Beatt!

Mr. Beatt!

You can do nothing for me.

I've had a short time left to live.

I've had a short time.

It's just the wound.

Isn't as dangerous as your lot should be imagined.

What happened?

He was on the courtidex sir.

Sharp should have got him from the mised on top of the redoubtable.

Is it serious?

I'm afraid so.

I get a start.

Is that you Scott?

Yes.

Oh, Scott.

I'm not.

Listen, Scott.

I have to leave Lady Hamilton.

And my adopted daughter Horatio as a legacy to my country.

I must examine the wound by what?

It's of no use, Beattie.

Pretend to others, tell Harley they come to me.

Let me probe the wound with my finger.

I'll give you an ope.

It's of no use, Beattie.

I'll show my Beattie shot through.

Tell me all your associations, my lord.

I feel a gush of blood every minute within my breast.

I have no feeling in the lower part of my body.

Breathing is very difficult.

And gives me a severe pain in the part of my spine when I'm sure the ball has struck.

For I felt it break my back.

Yes.

I see.

Thank you, my lord.

Oh, please.

Let me go in the fire!

Get off my side!

Will no one bring Hardy to me?

He must be killed, surely, Dad.

Mr. Barca, the circumstances respecting the fleet require Captain Hardy's presence on deck.

But he will avail himself at the first favorable moment to visit his lordship.

Who is that?

Mr. Valkyrie, my lord.

Ah.

Mr. Valkyrie.

I recognize his voice.

Remember me to your father.

What's the matter with you, Connolly?

No, not much, sir.

I'll wind above the elbow, when in my turn to be unlocked.

Oh, come on.

Breathing!

Breathing!

Breathing!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

It's fine!

Hold him.

Roll.

Retign your...

Retign your rules away.

Breathing!

Retign!

Never!

Thank you, Mr.

Will!

Be!

Hardy, how goes the battle? How goes the day with us?

Very well, my lord.

We already have at least 12 of the enemy ships in our possession.

But five of their van have tacked and shown intention of bearing down upon the victory.

And therefore, some on two or three of our fresh ships that have no doubt of giving them a drumming.

I hope none of our ships have surrendered, Hardy.

No, my lord.

There's no fear of that.

I'm dying, Hardy.

I'm a dead man, all over.

Come closer to me.

No, no, please don't move.

Hardy.

Hardy let my dear lady Hamilton have my hair and all other things belonging to me.

My lord.

We still hope that you may recover.

Oh, no, no. It is impossible my pack is shot through.

Beat you and tell yourself.

I'm going fast.

There's the bulk leaves here.

You need it on the court today. Come back as soon as you can.

I will, my lord.

Is the pain still bad, my lord?

It's very bad. It's very bad. It's so bad I wish I were dead.

And yet, my one would like to live a little longer, too.

Oh, don't wait here, me, to go back to the men. You know I'm dying.

That's my lord.

Unhably for our country, nothing can be done for you.

I know.

I know.

I can feel something rising in my breast, which tells me that I'm gone.

That I'm gone.

Oh, victory. Victory.

How you distract my poor brain?

How dear life is to a man.

Oh, what?

Oh, my god, right?

Whoa!

What is this?

What is this?

No.

Come on.

Go for country.

Go for it!

Hey, come on.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, come on.

Hey, come on.

Hey, come on.

Yeah.

Well, you're lucky.

We can save your leg, but you'll have to lose a couple of toes.

Fight hard on it.

Well, bring it one end.

What?

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

If I look hard at that lantern, if I look very hard at that lantern,

then the painting of my leg will go away.

Or if it doesn't go away, it will get less.

And if it doesn't get less, I'll grow used to it.

If I look very hard at the lantern, the painting of my leg will get less.

What?

You'll have to speak up!

I've gone deaf with these bloody guns!

Nothing.

What?

Nothing.

I said nothing.

Chew!

Thanks.

There's only one thing worse than the guns on this bloody ship.

What's that?

What's that?

No up water in the cockpit.

Christ, that bloody coal knife.

I said to the bloody surgeon,

ain't you got no up water to warm that bloody knife?

Oh, Garmie said.

Christ.

Philonext to be got his leg broke.

Guess how?

I don't know.

A Dutchman's head?

I...

A shop took this Dutchman's head off so clean and fast,

it flew across the deck and broke this fella's leg.

LAUGHTER

Garmie!

Garmie!

Hey!

Go!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

My lord, the enemy is defeated.

Fifteen of their ships have surrendered, probably more.

Oh, that's good.

That's very good.

The bargains are twenty.

Howdy.

Howdy, come closer.

I feel that in a few moments I should be no more.

My lord, I pray not.

We all hope, most earnestly, that your lordship will recover to enjoy your victory.

No, no, I'm dying, howdy.

Be to alternative, sir.

Bring the fleet to anchor.

You've all done your duty.

God bless you.

All right.

Howdy?

Yes, my lord.

Don't throw me overboard, howdy.

You know, my lord.

Certainly more.

And take care of my dear Lady Hamilton, howdy.

Take care of my poor Lady Hamilton.

Kiss me, howdy.

I'm satisfied.

Thank God I've done the duty.

I'm satisfied.

Thank God I've done the duty.

You'll stay here with him.

Of course.

God bless my father.

Let me know what he goes.

Who is that?

Hardy, my lord.

God bless you, howdy.

Wish I could have left to enjoy all this.

God's will be now.

My lord, you die in the midst of triumph.

Do I, honey?

God be praised.

Praying.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Need a meal.

Take it below.

Come on.

Just let it sit quietly for a minute.

Break the cartridge!

Shut the gun.

Go on.

What are you doing?

It's like the sand.

I'll close your eyes.

It's like the sand.

Lying together beneath the trees.

The sand on our faces.

Hey, what, what are you doing?

I'm going up on deck.

What?

I must see the sand before I die.

I must see the sand.

What?

I must see you, huh?

It's...

It's gone.

Oh, God.

Let me see the sand before I die.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Oh

Oh

By the way before you go there's the most interesting man in the end room fellow who sailed with Nelson at Trafalgar

He must be a good age 70s. I suppose as long as you're rockably healthy

I think it'd be with us for a good few years yet. Come on this way

Morning blackie some visitors for you

What happened to him well nobody's quite sure splinter would probably cut right into the brain

He was lucky to survive

Does he stay here all the time well burst of the time when it's fine

We take him outside for an hour or two it seems to like the trees in the Sun

Can you see us oh yes

Or a brave fellow very brave fellow if you weren't for brave fellas like you we wouldn't be here would we?

We all owe you a great deal

Blackie yes blackie our country has its strength and prosperity to my liking a very brave fellow

I

Think he smiled did you see that?

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