All language subtitles for The.Moonraker.1958.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.BZ]

HORSES' HOOVES

# Oh, come with me, my turtledove

# Oh, come with me and be my love

# You are my life, my guiding star

# For me true paradise
is where you are

# Oh, come with me, be mine alone

# I give my heart to be your own

# And I will cherish you
all else above

# Oh, come with me, my turtledove. #

Dawlish!

Cromwell's Roundheads are everywhere.

He has many troops searching for me.

Sir Nigel's house
is at Your Majesty's disposal.

Let's go.

Let's wait.

We must reach the coast.

Then?

How can we escape
with Cromwell checking every ship?

I have friends who'll arrange that.

Dawlish!

Sire?

Whoa.

My horse has cast a shoe!

There's a village nearby.

But this is Cromwell country.

We can't go on with a lame horse.

Hardly.

Smithy!

Aye, aye, sir!

My man's horse has cast a shoe.

I'll see to it.

Be quick.

Travelled far?

Far enough. When the horse
is finished, bring her to the inn.

I'll do that, sir.

Ostler!

< "By the Parliament, a proclamation
- Charles Stuart, £1,000."

< "By the Parliament, a proclamation
- The Moonraker, £100."

A true estimation of your value?

No, sire.

They've been more generous with me.

No, sire.

M'Lords.

Landlord!

Morning, gentlemen.

Some wine, and a jug of ale
for the servant.

Too good for him.

Aye, sir.

Sire(!)

Thank you.

After my restoration, I'll make you
drink a whole barrel of this stuff.

It will be a pleasure, sire.

Landlord!

Yes?

Two troops of dragoons
will be here within the hour.

We'll need stabling and
shelter.

Sarah!

What are the dragoons doing here?

What business is it of yours?

None. Have some wine.

Thirsty work, hunting royalists.

Praise the Lord there's
not many of them left.

Once we've caught Charles Stuart,
only one is likely to be trouble.

Who?

The Moonraker. I'd give
a month's pay to come across him.

The Lord be with you
if that day ever comes, Corporal.

£1,000 for Charles Stuart's head!
I wouldn't offer tuppence.

Though I wouldn't say "no"
to the £1,000 if it came my way.

Corporal.

Are you sure?

They set shoes in Worcester
like nowhere else in England.

And the other shoes
were set in different counties.

This horse has travelled a long way
recently. I can tell by its feet.

D'you think it's the King?

What?

Sorry, I mean Charles Stuart.

We must leave!

Four weeks since the Battle
of Worcester - time to get this far.

The description fits, too -

pale skin, long nose,
about two yards high.

Have you any food?

There's a roast in the oven, if you
can wait. It'll be ready in an hour.

We'll sharpen our appetites
on some more wine.

The troops can't be far away now. I
can get them here in half that time.

The reward - the £1,000. You won't
forget? It was me that told you.

Walk! >

Ride straight to Sir Nigel's,
I'll meet you there.

Come on.

GUNSHOT

Miller and White, look after him!
The rest, follow me!

General Cromwell
wishes to see you, sir.

GUNSHOT

Beaumont, have you read about
the trooper's murder?

Yes, sir. I imagine it is once
again the work of The Moonraker.

In 2 years he's killed over 20 of
our men.

Even worse, he's spirited away
33 royalists to France -

some from under our very noses.

Do you realise?

Too well.

What of the blacksmith's statement?

That the servant was Charles?
He was also "seen" in other towns.

In this case, the circumstances
support the claim.

The Moonraker would risk all for
Charles.

Why take a chance in daylight,

unless to stop the trooper
giving information?

Major Gregg believes the servant is
Charles.

He thinks The Moonraker has been
protecting him

and planning his escape - Gregg's
opinion must be given weight.

Gregg is no true friend of ours.

What?

He uses the devil's weapons.

His methods are unorthodox,
but he's never failed us.

No?

Colonel Beaumont, I'm placing you
in command at Bodiam.

Take 8 squadrons of horses

and scour the southern counties to
prevent Charles escaping.

Very well.

I'll use Gregg's services.
He'll work alone.

Thank you.

At the moment he is in Exeter.
He will join you at Bodiam.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Enter.

This has just been delivered, sir.

Listen to this.
It's from The Moonraker.

"General Cromwell, riding through
a troop of your model army,

"I read your proclamation."

"I hope that the last days
have enhanced my reputation,

"and that the weighty affairs
of state

"will allow you time
to revise your opinion of my worth."

We must teach him a lesson.

He, and every other royalist,
must realise we're not fools.

Indeed.

Leave for Bodiam immediately.

Yes, sir.

May the Lord of Hosts go with you.

"..and this House declares that
all persons, English or Scots,

"who adhere to, or assist,
the traitor known as The Moonraker."

"The penalty for aiding this
enemy of the Commonwealth is death.

"For information leading
to his capture,

"the existing reward
of £100 has been increased to £500.

"Signed, Oliver Cromwell,
Lord General, Hampton Court."

Captain Foster.

This is your area.

Concentrate on the coast road and
isolated buildings. In particular,

Flamble Manor, Moor Farm,
Windwhistle Inn, Spendthrift Farm.

We suspect The Moonraker has friends
here who give him food and shelter.

Sir.

You wanted me?

Tell the quartermaster
to leave a room free.

Yes, sir.

It's for Major Gregg.

Sir.

Wilcox.

Sir.

This is your area.

Set up pickets every ten miles. Hide
them and move them every two days.

All travellers must be stopped,
questioned and searched.

Sir.

No one moves more than five miles
from home without a permit.

May God go with you.

Give me the man who built this
coach!

To ask a civilised human being

to sit for ten hours in this
flea-ridden contraption,

and then be stopped every two miles
by these misbegotten Roundheads!

Must we have that again?

I don't understand it, in peacetime.

What are our politics? Is The
Moonraker hidden under the seats?

Who's The Moonraker?

A Cavalier - the last.

What does "Moonraker" mean? >

Smuggler. They hide their contraband
and rake it out by moonlight.

A fitting name for one who rakes
Cavaliers from a Roundhead muck pond

He stood beside the scaffold
the day King Charles was beheaded.

He vowed that every full moon,

a Roundhead should pay
for the King's life.

I have no politics, Mr Parfitt,
but I do object to murder.

Outside, everybody.

We've had enough!

Hold your tongue!

I should - these men can get rough.

Name?

Anne Wyndham, going to Bodiam.

Purpose?

To see my fiance, Colonel Beaumont.

Sorry, madam. Travelling alone?

With my maid.

Name?

Tyler.

Church?

Glastonbury.

Persuasion?

Anglican.

Destination?

Bodiam.

Purpose?

I have to report
to the Puritan Commission there.

What are you doing?!

Name?

Parfitt.

Occupation?

Gentleman.

Destination and purpose?

Bodiam. Riotous living.

May I inform you that disrespect
to officers of the Army...

I have no respect for
officers of your army,

the Puritan Commission,

the Roundhead Party,
Hampton Court, or Oliver Cromwell!

Had we no other business, I'd have
you flogged and put in the pillory.

Open your mouth again and I will!

Raise the barrier. Get moving.

The big house.

Yes?

I saw two gentlemen
and a servant creep in the house -

I know wrong 'uns when I see 'em.

Sergeant! Corporal! Your men
come with me, the rest stay here.

Have we much further to travel?

Not much, Your Majesty -
we're a few hours from the sea.

Stay. I'll try to charter a ship.

Where shall we meet?

At Windwhistle Inn,
on the coast road.

Be there before daybreak, at 4am.

An inn's a dangerous place to meet.

The landlord was in service with
my family - he's loyal to your cause.

Sergeant! You take the west wing.

Corporal! You take the east wing.

I'll take the north and south.
Troop, forward!

Thank you for your hospitality -
at such risk to you and your family.

Such friends are few nowadays.

It's an honour future generations
of my family will cherish.

Roundheads! Surrounding the house!

The King!

Come!

Is there another way out?

Through the cloisters. Hurry!

My troubles make me forget myself.

Thank you, both.
Till we meet again.

For God's sake, hurry!

Sit on it.

Search the house!

Why this unwarranted intrusion?

Where are your guests?

We have none, unless my wife
invited someone unbeknown to me.

Cousin Marion can't come.
Didn't I tell you?

You received three men in here,
under an hour ago.

I fear you've been misinformed.

I'll get you a sword, sire.

Look out, sire!
All right, I'll take this one.

Harcourt!

Thank you. This way.

A plague on these Puritans.

Harcourt! Aside!

Come on!

They fight well.
Pity they're not on our side.

Devil take them!

Forward!

Stay in the forest until dark. It's
12 miles to the inn. Be there by 4am.

When you reach the gibbet, turn left.
I'm going to arrange the ship.

Welcome, ladies. Welcome, gentlemen.

Thank you.

This way, ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome to Windwhistle Inn.

Please bring madeira to warm us.

Certainly, ma'am. Come in, sir.

Plague take the fellow!
Why can't he draw up to the door?

It's more convenient.

Who're you?

The landlord.

Good, bring me some brandy.

Directly, sir.

Supper will be ready shortly.

< About time.

Why was the coach so late?

We were questioned by troopers.

Why?

They're looking for The Moonraker.

Judith, our guests want their
supper.

Landlord! Where's me brandy?

Just coming, sir.

< # And I will cherish you
all else above

< # Oh, come with me,
my turtledove. #

Martin! I've told you before
not to sing that song.

Sorry, Mother, I forgot.

The lad's doing no harm, Judith.

It's his song. I can't listen to it.

Judith, for two months
we haven't seen or heard a thing.

Until tonight.

If he comes you'll help him as
you've always done, won't you?

A man with a price on his head.

I'll walk this kitchen all night,

knowing a slip will send you to the
scaffold.

I can't go through with it again,
Henry. I can't, I tell you.

It's The Moonraker, I'm sure of it.

Get after him! Come on, men!

GUNSHOTS

< Where's Charles Stuart?

At large since Worcester -
10,000 of them can't find him.

Sir, as landlord...

Who's that?

My son, Martin.

Nice lad - bit weedy.

Father, he's here. He's in the yard.

Tell him to come in.

Henry.

M'Lord.

Martin, we have business to discuss,
so off with you.

Must I?

Yes. Go on, off you go.

We've company in the house -
the Bodiam coach.

Where are they?

Upstairs.

Henry, I have most urgent need
of a ship

to take two friends
and myself to France.

I've asked them to meet me here
tomorrow at first light, at 4am.

It's a bad time.

Oh?

Smith is at sea, and Marlowe is in
Shoreham Jail.

They caught him going to sea with
two royalists aboard.

Then we must find somebody else -

it is a matter of the
greatest importance.

I repeat, Henry,
the greatest importance.

Captain Lowry might do it. He's not
above a bit of smuggling.

He knows the tides in the bay like
any man.

This is a very different kettle
of fish.

I cannot be sure whether he'd
undertake it.

We must persuade him.

You're wounded!

Had a skirmish with some Roundheads.

They'll be here. They'll search
every barn and house for miles!

No doubt of it.

# Oh, come with me,
my turtledove >

# Oh, come with me and be my love >

# You are my life, my guiding star >

# For me true paradise
is where you are

# Oh, come with me, be mine alone

# I give my heart to be your own

# And I will cherish you
all else above

# Oh, come with me, my turtledove. #

There we are, Henry -
a Puritan from head to foot.

May God forgive their tailors.

Where the purple plague is supper?

"Ready in ten minutes" she said -
half an hour ago!

Filthy country hovels - can't get a
meal, even if you're dying of hunger

I'll see about your supper now.

After a day to try the patience
of a saint.

Well, sir?

I said, "Well, sir?"

I beg your pardon.

The weather continues.

Blast the weather! Who're you?

My name is...Rice - Thomas Rice.

How did you get here?

By horse.

You can ride(?)

Just jog along.

Where did you jog from?

Trull.

What, pray, sir, do you do in Trull?

I do not "do", sir, I reflect. I am a
scholar. I lead a contemplative life.

What, pray, do you contemplate?

Aristotle.

Unacquainted and likely to remain so

He differentiates good and evil.

So do I, sir, so do I. All Cavaliers
are good, all Roundheads are evil.

I can't accept that proposition.

Here's another - ruin Parliament
and damn their cause.

Moderate your language!

And you observe this sword -
designed to end contemplation.

Landlord!

You and I are friends.
Let's drink a toast.

I don't drink!

I'll instruct you. The toast -

"To the future King of England,
His Majesty, King Charles II."

I must decline.

To your feet! You refuse?
Let me inform you,

your manners are an offence,
your outlook an abomination.

Harsh words.

< An unmannerly coxcomb.

Won't you introduce me?

No!

Then I'll introduce myself - Tyler.

I've annoyed your friend.

He's had a trying day.

Let's drink a brandy and leave
this gentleman to his book.

Thank you.

Contemplation(!)

I'm glad you support Cromwell.

We're a minority here, you know.

I didn't know.
Do you dislike Cavaliers?

I hate them.

Pardon my saying so,

but I can't believe that someone
as beautiful as you can hate anyone.

Five men guard the horses,
the rest, come with me.

Search the place, men.

Henry Strangeways?

Yes.

These your guests?

Yes.

Anything wrong, madam?

Forgive my wife - she's not well.

When did they arrive?

Half an hour ago by coach.

Miss Wyndham and maid,

Mr Parfitt, Pastor Edmund Tyler.

No other visitors?

Mr Rice of Trull,
journeying to Bridport.

Show me your permit to travel.

Yes, sir.

When did you arrive?

Ten minutes ago.

Has he signed his name?

No...

Do so - you know the law!

Yes, sir. This way, Mr Rice.

How did you get here?

On a horse -
mangy creature, I'll be bound.

Where is it?

In the stable - it's a bay mare.

HOLLOW SOUND

INAUDIBLE

Stand up.

Turn round.

Well, is this the man?

No. This man's like him,

but The Moonraker was
broader in build and taller.

Have they had their supper?

Hear that? The man's a humorist.

Not yet.

Serve it now, and see they stay
upstairs. No-one's to leave the inn.

Very well.

May we ask why?

We have reason to believe The
Moonraker's in this neighbourhood.

Judith.

Unpleasant business.

Most. Do you think we're in danger?

Not me. The Moonraker
doesn't ride against royalists.

His speciality is chicken-livered,
Puritan scum.

That will do!

That will do - for the moment.

I think that man's a royalist.
Should we have informed the Captain?

I think the Captain,
Mr Rice, has already guessed.

Trooper Bell, hide yourself in these
trees and keep a watch on the inn.

You lied.

I didn't.

You knew he was coming.

No! This is the last time.

This time, they'll catch him.

Have you thought what'll happen
to Martin and me then?

How are you, Judith?

M'Lord.

Our guests are waiting
for their supper, Judith.

No, Henry, I'm going alone.
Your place is with your wife.

Is there nothing I can do, my Lord?

Have a bottle of your best claret
ready for my return.

God speed.

I waited till the troopers had gone
afore bringing him to the stable.

You're a good lad, Martin.

CHATTER

SILENCE

CHATTER RESTARTS

A jug of ale.

Aye, sir.

Captain Lowry here tonight?

That'll be tuppence, sir.

Thank you.

Captain Lowry?

Your name was given to me
by Mr Strangeways.

He said you could help me in a matter
of some urgency.

For my own safety, assure me
you'll say nothing about it.

Either trust me, or don't.

Very well.

I want a passage to France for
myself, my friend

and a servant tomorrow at dawn.

You won't get it from me.

I'll pay you fifty pounds - more than
you'd earn from a dozen cargo trips.

If I go without a cargo, there'd be
more than one around here

who'd drop a word in the right
quarter.

If that happened,
I'd be lucky to lose just my ship.

Suppose you and your friends
turned out to be three royalists,

friends of the King -

I'd be hanged from a gibbet.

So that's it? Strangeways said
you were a man of spirit.

I take chances, but I'm not risking
my neck for a miserable £50.

If you said a hundred now...

All right, a hundred it is.

It's a bargain, then.
What time do you want to leave?

Anchor off Windwhistle Inn,
and come ashore one hour before dawn.

Strangeways will be there to meet
you.

See that he is. I don't want to stay
in that bay any longer than need be.

We shan't have time
to watch the sun rise.

Till tomorrow, then.

What brings you here, Mr Rice?

Oh, Trooper! I came in to find an
old aunt of mine who lives in town.

You disobeyed the Captain's orders.

I didn't mean to be disrespectful.
I'll go back.

Come with me. After a night in jail
you won't take our orders lightly.

I think you ought
to drink your ale first, Corporal.

WOMEN SCREAM

SHOUTING

< I've got to help.

The Strangeways owe a lot to the
Dawlish family, as you well know.

If you don't value your own neck,
think of Martin.

Boys of his age
hero-worship men like that.

The stories!
The very name "Moonraker"!

For heaven's sake!
Will you keep your voice down?

He'll be gone by morning,
I promise you.

And for good this time.

Now, be a good lass - stop worrying.
Go and see to the warming pans.

Nothing I can do or say will shake
you from this loyalty, will it?

Meg! Come quickly. Bring your cloak.

I want you to take this to
Colonel Beaumont immediately.

You can take one of the horses from
the stable.

Oh, Mr Rice!
Mr Rice, I must speak to you.

It's all right, come in.

I've information vital to our cause.

What is it?

The Moonraker is here.

Where?

The landlord is his accomplice,
and he's somewhere in this house.

Who is he?

I don't know, yet.

KNOCK AT DOOR

My Lord Dawlish, forgive me, I...

That's all right, Judith.

Sorry you had to hear that.

That you're The Moonraker?

Yes.

I'm not afraid of you.
I hate you for the murderer you are.

If I could bring you one step
nearer the scaffold, I would.

Unfortunately, you will
never have the opportunity. >

Miss Wyndham,
may I pour you some wine?

The landlord is my accomplice.
Mr Parfitt is sympathetic to my cause

Pastor Tyler has no reason to
interfere. The servants are asleep.

This room is an island in the night,
with me as your companion.

Parfitt.

Thomas Rice!

How does it feel to be a murderer?

Ask one.

You deny you killed a trooper?

I had no choice -
it was his life or my friends'.

What about your vow to kill
a soldier at every full moon?

I spread that yarn about
to keep the troopers scared.

I prefer to save life, not take it.

Royalist lives!
There are precious few left.

Quite. So I'm thinking of retiring.

I dream of my lands, my dogs,
a glowing fire,

and a glass of wine.

Dreams, Lord Dawlish! Face reality.

Our army's sworn to find you. You'll
be caught and will receive no mercy.

I expect none. I don't expect to be
caught, either.

< This is an intrusion, Pastor Tyler.

The name's Gregg - Major Gregg.

A name that may not be unknown to
you.

In some discreditable connection.

My reputation's deserved.

Come to the point.

You murdered Trooper Dowcett.

Defending another life.

One of no consequence. Murder on
the highway makes you a highwayman.

You'll be taken to Newgate prison.

In three days you'll be tried
and executed.

An agreeably short programme
of events - don't you think?

I hate these long, drawn-out affairs.

Tell me more of the entertainment.

It'll be all you deserve -
you can depend on us.

I hope so - you made a mess
of the King's execution.

The streets were impassable,
the ladies couldn't see.

The ladies will feast their eyes
when your body's cut down at Tyburn.

Cut down?

You can't draw and quarter a man
who's swinging on the end of a rope.

Very inconvenient.

Very. I hope you will find the
spectacle amusing, Miss Wyndham.

I shouldn't want anyone
to die like that.

Not even me?

Not even you.

I wouldn't let it worry you.

Wounded, Lord Dawlish?

And again. >

Why wait for Tyburn to see you die?

No, it would be selfish to deprive
so many of their amusements...

..but I'm tempted...

..sorely tempted.

BOTTLE SMASHES

You all right, my Lord?

Thank you, Henry.

Who is he, my Lord?

Someone we've known of
for a long time - Major Gregg.

Let's finish him now, then.

No - his day of reckoning will come.
Put him in the cellar.

Let me help you, Lord Dawlish.

That's very kind of you.

I would do the same for anyone.

Do you live in Bodiam?

I'm going to see my fiance,
Colonel Beaumont.

Beaumont?! The most feared man
in Cromwell's army.

He's a good soldier.
It's his duty to keep discipline.

And hunt his enemies as pitilessly
as after Worcester?

You criticise a man
for fighting for his cause?

I do that myself, but I try and
remember that my enemies are human.

How dare you imply
he is capable of cruelty!

You royalists have high regard
for yourselves.

You think that good is on your side.

If someone disagrees with you, you
attack him with insults and lies.

John Beaumont has qualities beyond
the understanding of a man like you.

Strength, dignity, humility.

Have you humility, my Lord?

I am rapidly acquiring it,
Miss Wyndham.

If I have offended you, forgive me.

I have the greatest respect for
Colonel Beaumont as a soldier.

Hold up your arm.

How did you come to know him?

He and my father served
in the same regiment.

You can't have seen him much lately.

After Worcester, I stayed with him
in London. He was very busy.

Naturally.

He either worked, or had afternoon
conferences with General Cromwell.

Every afternoon?

He took me once to see a review
of his regiment in Whitehall.

And we went to hear Mr Milton
speak at St Paul's Cross.

How did you spend the evenings?

I tried not to disturb him -
but sometimes I played the spinet.

He's fond of music?

No, it sends him to sleep.
Oh! You're amused at that?

No. Such virtues win civil wars.

How would you spend your day?

You mean how are wars lost?

In the morning,
I'd take my lady riding,

and watch the wind caress her hair.

I'd see her in front of me,
laughing and happy.

Then we'd hear
the music and noise of a fair,

pass a dancing bear on the road.
Would you like that, Anne? >

Yes!

I'll take you to see the tumblers.

I'll watch you hold your breath
as two jugglers run a race.

Would you be angry when you saw me
laughing at you?

Very.

I'll win you a mirror. When you
look into it, your anger will fade.

In the sun and smile of that crowd,
in the jostle and the noise...

I would tell you that I loved you.

I wish to see Colonel Beaumont.

He's not to be disturbed.

But I've a message from
his future wife, Miss Wyndham.

There's not a moment to lose.

Dawlish's landmark.

Will you answer a question?

If I can.

Are you going to marry Beaumont?

He needs me - that means
a great deal to a woman.

Not everything.

Do you long for a smile from one who
doesn't care what creed you hold

or what you are, who just knows that
you exist and are beautiful?

To love only beauty
is vain and empty.

No, Anne. One day, when Cavaliers
and Roundheads are forgotten,

your mind will return to this room...

and our last few hours together

will seem more real than a war
that was won and lost.

I think they may. But there's
something you've forgotten.

Tonight that war is more real.

And it's not just something outside
these walls - it's in this room.

A year ago, my father was killed
by Cavaliers - my brother, too.

In that hour, I swore
I would hate all of them

until the last was destroyed.

You are the last.

Tell me you understand.

I understand.

That was very gallant.

KNOCK AT DOOR

It's Henry.

Yes?

Lowry's here.

What time is it?

Quarter to four.

Anyone else arrived?

No.

All right, Henry, give me a minute.

I must go.

Perhaps, even now, there's something
I can do for you - go quickly.

Why?

Troopers are coming to arrest you.

But only Gregg and yourself
know I'm here!

No, I...sent my maid
with a letter some hours ago.

Why are you trying to save my life?

Because I...

Because you taught me to laugh,

brought me happiness
I didn't know existed.

For pity's sake, go.

Will I ever see you again?

I don't know. Between this room
and the road, there are swords.

Between the road and the sea,
there may be death.

If you reach the sea?

If I reach the sea,
we'll meet again.

Where are you going?

I can't wait - the tide's turning.

Give us a few minutes' grace.

No, I don't like the smell of this.
I'll be off.

That won't get you to France.

Your ship will.

It was a puzzle finding this inn!

Thank God!

A moment!

This man is no servant -
his bearing betrays him.

I know who it is -
I served in his father's navy.

I've seen the lad before.

So, Captain Lowry, it is the King.
Our bargain still holds.

But the risk I'm taking!

It increases every second you wait.

You're worth £1,000 to Cromwell -

your passage to France must be
worth as much.

My ship - worth £400 - may be lost.
Add - for extra cargo - say, £500.

£1,900?! We've nothing like that sum!

Your Majesty, I am a poor man, and
you ask me to take a great risk.

I'm also a patient man.

I'll wait for my money
until England comes to its senses.

and welcomes you back as its king.
God speed the day!

Amen.

That day will come, and you'll have
the sum you ask for, with interest.

HORSES' HOOVES

The ship!

Quick!

Follow me!

Come, Dawlish.

I'll cover your escape.

Going somewhere?

Nowhere in particular.

Captain, everyone is under arrest.

Sir!

Ask Miss Wyndham to come down.

Find Miss Wyndham!

Open these shutters - the place
is like a tomb. Search the inn!

Hewson! Quick, in here!

Anne, I'm so proud of you.
Now, come on, where is he?

I...

Where is he?

John, I'm afraid you're too late.

The... The man I suspected,
he left about half an hour ago.

Which way did he go?

I don't know, I heard him gallop off

Your ears must be playing you tricks
this morning, Miss Wyndham -

as well as your eyes.

Morning, Colonel Beaumont.

Gregg! Why did you let him
slip through your fingers?

I haven't - have I, Miss Wyndham?

What do you mean?

It grieves me to rob you of it, but
I think this moment belongs to me -

Anthony, Earl of Dawlish,

The Moonraker. Well, Colonel, call
an escort - I'm impatient to be gone.

Are you sure?

That door doesn't lead to the
honourable and swift despatch

of the headman's axe.

It leads to the gallows - to
the death of a common highwayman.

Tell me where Charles Stuart is,
and your life is spared.

Since when's my life
been worth a king's?

Deliver him to me - save your soul.

I cannot deliver him to you.

But I can show you where he is.

You accept?

I accept.

Stand by!

Get your hands off! It's one thing
after another. What's going on?

Can't a man sleep in peace?

Who's this?

Who are you?

I paid for lodging, not to be
disturbed. Where's the landlord?

The landlord and his wife
are under arrest.

What for?

For sheltering a royalist.

I am honoured.

Not you, fool - Mr Rice of Trull.

That nincompoop?!

Lord Dawlish, The Moonraker.

Captain Foster, bring in
the landlord and his wife.

Sir.

You have a sense of the ridiculous -
the landlord my accomplice(?)

It's a lie -
we're against The Moonraker.

So who knocked me senseless?
Who else could it have been?

Unless, of course,
it was Miss Wyndham here.

You find all this amusing?

Nothing would amuse me, but that
this muddy-minded, shuffling bumpkin

would have the wit to do such a
thing! He can't even pull a pint.

As for Miss Wyndham,

do you think a woman could crack so
thick a skull as yours?

If you're really anxious to know
who the accomplice is, I am he.

So you were the first to greet our
friend here when he first arrived?

Yes.

What was he wearing?

Same as all you Puritan nincompoops.

What happened to the Cavalier dress
he was wearing before he arrived?

We threw it away.

So you say.

My word was good enough for the
King - it'll more than do for you!

You're under arrest.

Pleasure. >

You may join your friend
on the gallows.

A handsome pair we'll make.

And the landlord and his wife?

The landlord and his wife can go.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, sir.

Your wife is waiting for you.

Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye, landlord.

Captain Foster.

Sir.

Have your men ready to leave.

Very good, sir.

Anne, I want to talk to you.

Anne! A few minutes ago,

I was proud and happy
that you - my future wife -

were responsible for delivering
a great enemy into our hands.

And now, you try to shield him.

I can't expect you to understand.

What have you done?

I gave him the chance to escape.

I told him the troopers
were on their way.

Why, Anne? Why?

Did he threaten you into
helping him to escape?

No, it wasn't like that.
He was very kind and gentle.

He talked of things you never talk
of - things you haven't time for.

I see.

That sounds cruel.

It's true. I've thought about the
great cause for which we're fighting

I'd forgotten that for a woman
that's not enough.

What are you going to do with me?

You've left me no alternative.

You mean I'm your prisoner?

Yes.

I understand.

Lord Dawlish, come with me.

I hold you to our bargain -
show me, where is Charles Stuart?

Colonel, there is the King.

You fool, Gregg! Foster!

Come on, Parfitt!

< With you, my Lord.

Come on!

God save the King!

Send ten horsemen to the gulley -
they can get to the beach from there

Aye, aye, sir! Follow me, men.

Follow me, men.

I'm ready to leave, John.

You are free to go, wherever you
please - to join him if you will.

I don't understand.

Charles Stuart has escaped.

Your arrest would serve
no other purpose than revenge.

John.

No, Anne.

You will never see me again.

Goodbye.