All language subtitles for Martha - 1967.eng

None of this is of any importance.

Johanna, Helena, Birgitte, -

- Stella ... Martha.

- Again? What are they thinking of?
- Mr. Johansen to see the boss.

l must have the accounts. Give me
last month's figures for Martha.

They're nearly always
the same, anyway.

Cable them immediately.
They cannot ignore us like this.

SS Martha, you beautiful barge
you're like a playful silver tuna

people say you're an ugly duckling
dented and rusty and full of filth

as slow as a snail
and ugly as sin

they don't know your true charm
good old Martha we love you

SS Martha lovely lady
fickle as a girl in the spring

but you know you've friends galore
SS Martha we love you.

Wake up! Chop-chop!
Get on with it, man.

There you are, sir. Your trousers.

Are we going ashore
to get some birds?

- I may be meeting a young lady, yes.
- ls that right?

- Extremely wealthy, too.
- You promised to take me along.

- To where you could get a shag.
- Of course. We can arrange that.

- You mean arrange it this time?
- How old are you?

I'll be seventeen in two weeks.
Shall l shine your shoes?

Damn!

There's lousy Martha!

Boneheads!
Arseholes! Norwegian bastards!

- What an old dung barge!
- Winkles!

- What's going on?
- I have to signal.

- Hello?
- What the hell is going on?

- Well, we have to signal.
- Signal? l've bloody had it!

Don't you dare use my pressure
for that frigging nonsense!

That's enough of that, thank you.
Full speed ahead.

Get this bloody coffin sailing!

I won't have you signalling
all the bloody time!

- Alf!
- Yes, yes, l'll get it done.

Aleksander! Don't do that.
Don't just stand there!

- Steady as she goes.
- Aye-aye, skipper.

- ls Sparks in?
- Yeah.

- Be quiet, man.
- I'm sorry.

There ...
I think I have managed to -

- cross a Grace de Monaco
with a remontant Poulsen.

- Any telegrams?
- Yes, one. But it's rubbish.

Where is it? Let me see.

"June's figure
equestrian intermediately."

We've had that cable every morning
for years. It's time you learn it.

lt says: "June figures
requested immediately."

- I can't help it ...
- Easy. Dyslexia is nobody's fault.

I can't ... I can't help it.

- And we need 4 lbs. of saffron.
- Do you know how much that costs?

Do you want me to make
bouillabaisse without saffron?

Watson ...
Mr. Watson? There's a telegram.

Again?
What are they thinking of?

- l thought we sent the figures.
- I have other things to do.

- Keep the capitalist gits waiting!
- It's hard when prices are going up.

- Can't we get it done this time?
- Impossible. We need supplies.

We're not supposed to starve,
are we?

Come and get it, dinner is ready
time to have a simple repast

not all dishes are flambée
but the supply of booze is vast

delicacies abound, how lovely
and all thanks to Martha too

dear old girl, we're so grateful
steaks and beer, sausage and deer

lovely rissoles
filleted sole

the mere sight raises our spirits
thanks for the food and the beer

our ship is peaceful like no other

when we sit down together
for our fodder

don't it half make you glad
just to look at such a spread

There's no Brottsjoe herring.

SS Martha do what you want to
take it easy, that's all right

take a punch, give your headbutts
enjoy life as long as it's in sight

some only idle
when they have idle hands

for others idling is
one of life's demands

we have idled about
we are really really idle louts

SS Martha, now what's happening
you are steaming full speed ahead

is it maybe because we are getting
close to the one, you know who

the one you fancy
the quay of Piraeus

the one you're hugging once more
while we're living it up ashore.

Take the pump as such.
The shaft is fine, -

- but the pressure is at the other
end. And that's where the leak is.

Then the valve screws up,
and that's the problem every time.

- This bushing is a good idea.
- lf the crappy thing could hold.

- What about a split pin?
- It'll never be tight.

That's right. What nonsense.

We could give it some grease.
With wood shavings.

And some twist,
then tie it up with steel wire.

- That might just hold.
- lsn't that a Halifax Leeds 1 921 ?

- Yes. What about it?
- Then it will never hold.

A fellow countryman. How nice.

This is Chief Engineer Brovst.
I'm Alf Anmender.

Knud.

A Halifax Leeds has a capacity
of 1 00 gallons a minute, -

- which gives a maximum effect
of three atmospheres.

- So a home-made bushing's no good.
- I should think l know about this.

Didn't know they still existed.
What are you sailing on? A steamer?

Yes. The Martha.

I'll be damned. That old rust bucket?
Let's have another. Waiter?

- No, thank you. Ow!
- lt's our round.

- Pull yourself together!
- Wake up, man.

You could use a bandage.
Give it a babbitt brushing.

- It needs soldering with alloy.
- "Solder with alloy." Typical.

- Maybe welding would do.
- Welding? Phew. Ow, dammit!

- But will such a weld hold?
- Yes, if it's done properly.

Of course, of course.
Do you like welding?

I'm a trained welder.

Let's have another round, shall we?

Bosun, did you bury the sausage?

Oh, shut up!

Hey! You can't leave!

We're going to pump!
We're going to have fun!

Let's have some music!

We're ... Waiter ..!

We're going to ...

Did he fall?

Pull, for Christ's sake!

Have you got him?
We're there.

We should have found a lighter guy.

- Stop! Go away! I want to get off!
- We only want what's good for you.

You'll get a beer in a minute,
then you'll feel a lot better.

- I demand an explanation.
- Oh, shut up!

- There's plenty of water, Captain.
- Oh, shut up!

- Well, I'll be damned.
- Yeah. That's how she looks.

- Well, bugger me.
- Ah, it's time for lunch.

It's in the mess. This way.

Come in.
Do sit down.

I need some information.
Can I talk to the captain?

Are you in charge of this pile
of scrap? I'm not prepared to ...

lt's not me, it's him.
He's the c-c-c-captain.

- What are you doing on board?
- Yes, what are you doing here?

That's what I'd like to know.
If anyone would care to explain.

Comrades, allow me
to have the pleasure to -

- introduce our new third engineer,
Knud, who signed on last night.

I was press-ganged.

Did the engine-room take on more
crew? That's not within our budget.

- We do all the hard work.
- What do you mean by that?

I don't want to debate
while l'm eating.

The bond of friendship, which has
tied us together all these years ...

I've bloody well had it!

So let's all raise our glass
to our new colleague, Knud, -

- and wish him the best of tuck
on board the Martha.

Damn pump!
Alf!

Come on, Alf.

- Hurry up, goddammit!
- It's always me who has to go.

Come on, Alf, get on with it.

- I've got the grease and the twist.
- lt's not that simple.

Let me try.

- We're not going anywhere, Captain.
- Buzz off, kid.

- We must replace the pump in port.
- lmpossible. That costs money ...

- And it's impossible to find one.
- We can buy a lavatory pump.

It's the same principle.
Almost the same measurements.

I don't want any bog pump here!

Put the pressure on. Carefully.

It seemed to work but then it didn't
and then it worked all the same

Martha, you need careful handling
otherwise you won't be tamed.

Good morning, Bosun.
Will we get it in Abradan?

lf it's gonorrhea
you're talking about.

- Why aren't we going that way?
- Not enough water in the straits.

But it's much quicker that way.

- You promised I could come.
- You'd better serve breakfast.

Your morning snifter, Skipper.

No ...

No!

In Copenhagen, drama takes place.

Shipowner O.P. Andersen gets
to his office 20 minutes early.

The reason can be found
in Abradan and Norway.

O.P. has been negotiating with the
Sheik of Abradan about a contract -

- for the shipment of oil from
recently found wells in the sheikdom.

O.P. Andersen has heard that
Norwegian Tor Amundsen, -

- his rival and mortal foe,
has contacted the sheik -

- and has unexpectedly gained the
upper hand. lt's time to act.

Send a message to the sheik that l
wish to meet him in Athens soon.

- Yes, sir.
- The mail!

And there's the report from Rome.

Send a cable to Rome. Tell my
daughter to meet me in Athens.

She's going too far.
We have to think of our reputation.

- That's bloody clever, that is.
- Yes, thank you.

- And after erasing the figures ...
- I write in new ones.

Our income is too small.
So we have to reduce the costs.

That's because the blood leeches
want a profit out of every penny.

That's why we toil and sweat
till our fingers bleed.

- So this is "embezzlement"?
- I'd call it embellishment.

But the bills must be paid.

- Have you received wages of late?
- Wages? Oh, right, now I see ...

- He takes 75 % off your wages.
- Which covers the bare necessities.

- So it's me who pays for everything!
- Yes, you. And me. Us.

The workers pay so the shareholders
can afford their excesses.

Cars and planes, and their
idle wives who want diamonds.

- That's why we toil and sweat.
- We don't toil that much.

No, that's because we trick them.

And turn out a nice little profit.

- Why?
- Otherwise, Martha couldn't sail.

No. They'll just scrap her.
They haven't got a clue.

Well, so what?

So what?

We can just get another ship
to sail, can't we?

Well ...

Martha, it doesn't look that good
life is over before you think

mountains crumble, trees can fall
but old Martha must never sink.

- A machine pool?
- Yeah. That's the thing, you see.

Ships don't have
real machinery any more.

l can't stand diesel.
A combine harvester, that's better.

- You want to be a farmer?
- Yeah. You want to be a midwife.

Yes, but it's not so easy.

The last time I thought I nearly
had it. Her dad was in oil.

Turned out he had a
service station in Texas.

They always get you into trouble.

The last time was in Piraeus.
She was cute. Helene was her name.

- From the tavern?
- Yes, right next to the barber´s.

What, do you know her too?
She isn't half lively, is she?

She's a beauty. Amazing thighs.

- Have you seen her from behind?
- I sure have.

- Sack him? Halfdan?
- Yes, to be honest.

The kid's hopeless.

Yes, of course, but to sack him?

That's serious business.

- Maybe the boy isn't well.
- You could try to talk to him.

Piffle! He needs a good hiding.
Send him to me in the engine room.

Maybe he should take up a hobby.

We should write to his mother.

No.
He's an orphaned, underpaid wretch.

Allow me to suggest, on behalf
of all us, that the Captain, -

- who is like a father to us,
speak to the boy.

- Like father to son.
- Hear, hear!

Excuse me, but I think we should
try something completely different.

- How old is he tomorrow?
- 17.

- lsn't it time he had a girl?
- Halfdan?

- Excellent idea.
- Has he never ..?

Crikey, when I was 17 l had ...

- Let's have a party.
- l'll make a nice leg of lamb.

I know a nice girl in Piraeus
who should be able to fix it.

Excuse me! May I just point out
that these things cost money?

Yes. And I'm still waiting
for a refund on my trousers.

I'm not sure how you intend to cover
the expense of this escapade.

Well ...
We could make a few economies.

- Where?
- On the food, for instance.

Is the engine crew willing
to reduce their rations?

- Now, now. Don't get personal.
- I agree.

- Then what can we do?
- I can only see one solution.

I've brought this up before.

We'll have to withhold another
five percent of your wages.

- Out of the question.
- That's too much.

It's the only way.
I don't know how the captain feels.

Well, I wouldn't ...
I don't think ...

Very well.
Then I'll wash my hands.

Yes, all right.
In God's name.

- And for Halfdan's sake. Cheers.
- Cheers.

Cable to Johansen: Arrived safely,
stop. Expect meeting Friday, stop.

Wish to be kept informed on Tor
Amundsen's movements. ldiot ...

I'll reserve a conference room.

I'll find out how many wives
he's bringing, and I'll buy presents.

Fine. Scarves or stockings.

Perfume.
And toys for all the boys. Märklin.

- How on earth do you know all that?
- I used to have an Arabian friend.

An Arab? I see ...
Is there anything else?

Miss Lone arrives at 1 1 :42. You
should prepare what you want to say.

Memo: "I've asked you to come
because of your lifestyle."

- Hello, O.P.
- Hello, my dear. Come in.

I've a bone to pick with you.

- First of all ...
- Morning.

Morning.
Nice to see you.

He has ordered a room, perfume
for the wives and toys for the boys.

- I met his secretary.
- Amundsen travels with his clerk.

Then maybe he was his clerk.

What was it you wanted to tell me?
You said, "First of all ..."

Be quiet. This is important.

No, we can't let him get
the whole thing. We're going there.

Book tickets to Abradan ...

There's one weekly flight on Friday.
It's the one the sheik is taking.

Today is Tuesday. We can go by sea.
Have we got a ship in this area?

No. The Margarita is in Marseille.
That's the closest.

Oh, we've got the Martha
on a charter from here to Abradan.

- She should be here.
- Martha? Wait a minute.

Martha, yes. Built in 1927,
B&W serial number 148, -

- 2500 tons dead weight,
1 600 register tons, 1 1 knots.

That means we can make it
by Thursday. Excellent.

Call the broker. Wait, does
Amundsen have any ships here?

MS Harald won't arrive until
tomorrow afternoon.

Splendid. Tell the broker
I want the disposal of the Martha.

- Are you leaving me again?
- What? Yes, I have to.

l'll have a holiday. The sea is good
for skindiving. Underwater swimming.

- Give me 5,000 dollars.
- 5,000 dollars?

- Well, what do you want me to do?
- Listen to me, young lady.

First of all, l don't want to
throw out 500 dollars.

5,000.

Secondly, I still have a bone to pick
with you. You're coming with me.

It's about time you learn
about true values.

Work, order, discipline. You will
learn all that on one of my ships.

You will meet men who are used to
looking death in the eye, -

- with a healthy mind in a healthy
body, good humour, strong hands ...

- Oh, my God.
- Good, honest, Danish sailors.

Happy birthday to you
happy birthday to you

happy birthday, dear Halfdan
happy birthday to you

Hip-hip, hooray!

Cheers!

My boy, my dear boy.

This is a big day for you.

You are about to become a grown man,
with all that goes with it.

But you mustn't be afraid,
because you have us. All of us here.

So it will be all right.

What was I going to say?
Cheers!

- I'd like to say ...
- Shut up, it's time for a song.

When the fjords are blue
like violets

and the glaciers
glisten in the sun

when the lily of the valley
stands between hollyhock

its scent spreading up
the face of the rock

as the river runs wildly along

and the thrush breaks into song

my heart leaps

my heart leaps
and all I can do is whisper

God bless you, Norway

my beautiful land

God bless you, Norway

My beautiful land.

When ... when is she coming?

Relax, kid. You know, you've got to
eat your cake, then you can have it.

Since you're going to ...
I'll give you a word of advice.

lt's ... it's ...
What the hell was it?

We used to do it in a hammock.
It was kind of tricky.

You're going to be a grown man,
you little louse.

Otherwise, I'll have you keelhauled.

That's what l love about the Martha.
We're good mates.

We're united, shoulder to shoulder,
back to back, for better or worse.

We're all in the same boat.
Shoulder to shoulder.

Now, just take it easy.

Music! Music!

That's what l love about us.

We stand together in life
as in death, for better or worse.

Damn it, man. I love us.

I love us. I love us ...

- She doesn't want me.
- As long as we're together.

For better or worse. Rain or shine.
Till death do us part.

You're my friend, Skipper. I always
say so when somebody asks me:

"Say, who the devil is that?"

I always say, "He's the
worthiest man this side of Suez."

Skipper, me old friend.

Come on up. As long as we're
together, the rest can go to hell.

Skipper, we're sinking!

Hello?

Anybody home? Ahoy!

Hello! Anybody here?

This is most peculiar.

All hands on deck!

I am shocked. But not only shocked.
I'm hurt. Disappointed.

Deeply saddened at seeing Danish
sailors show such lack of respect -

- for order, discipline and all the
other things the trident stands for.

Have you forgotten that you represent
Denmark? That you show our flag?

That we want to see you being
good, honest Danish men?

Sir, allow me to thank you
for those warm words, -

- which warmed our hearts.

All of us who are assembled here
are most, most ...

Which makes us very happy.

So, comrades, may I suggest that
we let our owner ... Long live!

And now the party can begin,
can begin ...

Dismissed!

Well, l'd like to bid you welcome.

And I would like to thank you
for your most kind visit.

If we are proud ...

And if we had known, of course,
we wouldn't have. On the contrary.

Thank you. I apologize for losing
my temper for a brief moment.

I understand that you had reason
to celebrate. That's understandable.

We all need to unwind after the
hard work and stress of the day.

I always look forward to meeting
our sailing staff.

I like to think of our firm as one
big family, shoulder to shoulder -

- back to back,
for better or worse ...

Bravo! That's too bloody right!

Therefore, I am doubly pleased ...

... to be spending four days
on this ship in the company of ...

- Impossible.
- How's that?

I think the captain is referring to
the lack of comfort on this vessel.

- l think you'll find ...
- Exactly.

Piffle. Surely the bosun's willing to
let my daughter have his quarters.

Miss Brun can have the steward's.

And I will be perfectly fine
in the sick bay.

Let's get on with it.

The others could give us a hand,
but I guess they're all pissed.

Thank you ever, ever so much.
It has been a lovely, lovely evening.

We'll have a real seamen's chat
tomorrow. Now it's time to turn in.

Your quarters are ready, sir.
The young lady's, too.

I used to serve in respectable homes
and I consider it a privilege -

- to be able to make your stay here
as pleasant as possible.

Let me take yourjacket.

If you require anything,
just ring the bell.

Oh, dear, Martha, what an evening
gosh, things really turned out bad

the early bird catches the worm
if he doesn't have a sore head.

- Why are you so grumpy?
- I haven't slept a wink.

- I slept like a log.
- They snore like elephants.

Man, were we sloshed last night!
I wonder how the captain's feeling.

- Good morning.
- Hi ...

Captain Nielsen.

Morning, sir ...

Morning, sir. Lovely day.

We have a few matters to discuss.
I'll ignore the state of the crew.

I abhor drinking on my ships, but
I assume that this was an exception.

In connection with everyday duties,
drinking is, of course, forbidden.

- Of course.
- Your morning snifter, skipper!

Thank you.
Must be a little joke.

- It's just the usual.
- Be off, you know I don't drink.

- What?
- Was there anything else, sir?

- Skipper!
- Bugger off, kid.

Give me a drink. Quickly!
Can't you clean up a bit?

- He's furious.
- Oh, God. What's he doing?

He's going to send a cable.

What on earth?

- What is this?
- They're roses.

This is a Grace.
And this is a Jolie Madame.

- But I don't know this one.
- That's Martha.

I bred it myself.

How interesting. Which technique do
you use? Poulsen's or Dillingham's?

- How the hell do you know all this?
- From a friend. He was a gardener.

- Well, l use a mixture.
- Tell me ...

- What's your name?
- Karius Mudsen.

If you have time, my good man,
I would like to send some telegrams.

If you please.

Now where's the key?

Here it is. There we are.

- That's it.
- Thank you.

- Are you ready now?
- Yes, sir.

- lt'll be fine. He was quite nice.
- lf we provide appropriate service.

- Yeah, and good food.
- We could cook a nice dinner.

He just needs to have a good time.

- Oh, Captain Nielsen!
- Aye-aye.

Do you realize that your
radio officer is dyslectic?

He's what? What cheek!
I'll have a word with him.

May I ask you to come with me?
I want to inspect the entire ship.

Goodness gracious!

What the blazes are you doing here?

What do you call this?
I call it rust.

- We were about to ...
- Were you?

- Good morning, sir.
- Now I know why I had to come.

It's an incredibly cute ship.

- No birds in the engine room!
- But if the boss finds her ...

That's none of our business.
You'll have to fix it yourselves.

- Bloody hell. What do we do now?
- Come along.

When did you oil the stern tube?

What would you like for breakfast?
We have delicious, fresh eggs.

I want you to uphold
diet regulations.

And I'd like to see some work done.
There is plenty to do.

Martha, Martha, my oh my

a mean man marooned
on Martha

making many meaningless
motions

the men mumbling mamma mia,
moving Martha's mess

misfortune is to measure up
Martha's muck

the Med may mirror
many miserable men

mariners methodically
mill around

minimizing the mess in the mess

and mopping many morsels

mightily mismanaged
Martha made a mire

mislaid mops made up the menu

moths and muck and margarine

many men may feel like martyrs

when they're in such a mess
miles away from the shore.

I understand you more and more.
It must be nice to own such a ship.

And they're all so cute.

- Good morning.
- Good morning. Lovely weather.

Morning.

I haven't tasted such good porridge
since I was a sea scout.

It's healthy and nutritious too.

It's time for action. We must stand
together, shoulder to shoulder.

- Comrades, workers, proletarians!
- Now, now.

Who are you calling proletarians?
You're the one who cooks that muck.

I won't put up with that.
They forced me.

- It's that capitalist swine ...
- Shut up.

- lt's that little louse, the bosun.
- He doesn't hold back.

But he's usually very nice.

I can inform you that the bosun
has offered me, in confidence, -

- the position of head of
the provisions department.

- In the shipping company. When ...
- Bloody hell. He doesn't waste time.

And since he seemed to think that
the Martha will be scrapped ...

- What? Scrapped?
- So what was your answer?

- What was my answer ...
- He ought to have his arse kicked.

And the ensuing competition should
make us think of the profit issue.

And it's beyond doubt that
diesel engines give greater profits.

What are we going to do?
We have to do something.

I've got it. I've got it!

May I suggest that we get the young
lady interested in someone else?

- Then the bosun's stock will ...
- Yes, excellent.

- That's good, Alf.
- That takes care of that.

- Yeah, great. But who?
- I could do that.

- How the devil would you do that?
- I'll just knock her up.

- It was just ...
- Get out!

If I were a few years younger ...

I don't think you are the type.

l've got it! May I suggest that
we call on Knud to take on ...

Me? Get off! Like hell I will.
No way.

Knud, I ask you ...

That upper-class floozy?

- She's pretty.
- And the owner's only daughter.

- I don't even want to go near her.
- You're the only one who can do it.

You are young, handsome,
well-shaped, virile ...

Knock it off!

- Knud Hansen. This is an order.
- Who do you think you are!

- You don't give the orders here!
- This is about Martha!

That's the deck's department.

- I'm the bloody skipper, I am!
- You have no say down here!

OK! Shut up, both of you!

- OK. I'll try.
- Thank you, Knud.

- On behalf of our comrades ...
- On one condition. And don't laugh.

Bosun, you're not leaving your post?
Duty before pleasure.

Bosun!

You're not getting tired, are you?

No, right. When you're young
and well-shaped and virile ...

... of course you don't get tired.
That's obvious.

Ooh, that's nice.

Don't stop!
Come on, I said don't stop!

- Ow!
- What the devil ...

You're not taking the mickey
out of me, you third-rate hussy!

- Stop it!
- No, I won't!

That's what you think, you marine
lout! You big pile of flab!

Two people in love ...

- Good morning, Marius.
- We've got a telegram.

- It's utter gobbledygook.
- Good morning.

Have we got a new code?

- I don't understand this.
- "June's figure equestrian ..."

Let's verify this in understandable
language. Where's the telegraphist?

I'll take care of it.

- Can you do morse code too?
- I once had a friend ...

- Who was a telegraphist?
- No. He was a scout leader.

You keep the accounts on this ship.
I'd like to see the books for June.

They're not quite finished.
If you could have patience till ...

I would like to see the accounts now.
Books, vouchers, everything.

- Give me till tomorrow.
- I want to see them now.

I think you will regret it, sir.

- Now!
- Very well.

Halfdan!
Where the hell is that boy?

Watson, where are you going?

Watson, for Christ's sake!

Man overboard!

What the ... Did you ...
I ...

You're fired. I'm shocked.
Drinking, fraud, prostitution.

Defective rescue materials.
You are lazy and incompetent.

Miss Brun, a memo.
Firstly: Holiday pay, bonus.

No pension,
three months' wages.

Send a cable home.
"Need best scrap price Martha."

Get out of my sight. You're fired.
I'm taking over command.

- What happened?
- What's that?

That's O.P. Andersen, sir.

It's your own fault.
You're a wimp.

I always tell people. You're the
biggest wimp this side of Suez.

You should have kicked him ashore ...

Shut up, Brovst.

- Is there nothing we can do?
- It's his own bloody fault.

- We could send a deputation.
- Forget it. l know O.P.

- Can I be of service?
- Please determine our position.

- I beg your pardon?
- I want to know our exact position.

Right, sir.

Can I stay here?
I don't feel safe up there.

She takes care of everything.
The flowers, too.

It's your fault, you illiterate twit!

Take off your hat.

According to your calculations, we're
in the Church of St. Peter in Rome.

- I see.
- You're fired.

You're a wimp like all the others.
You're a toady and a louse.

I know. lt's all my fault.
Everything.

We're lost. I wish to make it clear
that I alone am guilty.

That's quite possible.
It's certainly not the engine room.

It won't hold out for long.

- Your afternoon tea, sir.
- Thank you.

Golly, there comes
the Harald at full speed.

- She never comes this way.
- Get the captain.

Message from Athens. Amundsen
has left on board the Harald.

The captain told me to stuff
both you and the Harald, sir.

- Where is he?
- In the engine room.

- I want to speak to Captain Nielsen.
- Speaking.

Oh, it's you. I want you to come
to the bridge immediately.

What is this about?

- At any price?
- Yes, yes.

So I've got my job back?
And the bosun? And Martha?

If we reach Abradan before
Amundsen, Martha won't be harmed.

We've got him now.

- Only, it's not possible.
- Just say yes. I always do.

We can't sail ten knots.
The Harald's going at least 1 6.

- Yeah, and that pump won't hold.
- The Harald has got what we need.

- A 1957 lavatory pump.
- I don't want a bog pump!

- Shut up, Brovst!
- Don't you start!

Even if we had it,
we'll never get more than 1 2 knots.

- Then we'll go through the straits.
- lt's only five fathoms deep.

With this wind, and the moon,
it's deep enough. Perhaps.

- Get the pump.
- Where is it?

So we stop Harald, nick the pump
and sail through the straits.

OK.

- How do we get on the Harald?
- Think of something.

What are you doing?
Full speed ahead.

Get out!

Take that stupid hat off.

Old Martha!

Swedish pigs!

Hard to port.

What the hell is he doing?

It's an old manoeuvre,
known from several naval battles.

- Have you also ...?
- He was a rear-admiral.

Straight up.

- What is going on?
- l don't know.

I can get in through the port-hole,
but how do l get the loo out?

- Only he can get through.
- What about me?

We can't float around here all day.

No!

What is this silliness?

We don't have time for this.

God bless you, Norway

my beautiful land

God bless you, Norway

my beautiful land

God bless you, Norway

my beautiful land.

The twelve-inch spanner.

It doesn't fit.

- What about a piece of twist?
- Give me the six-inch.

Yes, that's the ticket.

Damn it, this is water.

Better make her a bit lighter.

Empty the stern bay and throw
all unnecessary goods overboard.

No, Marius. You mustn't.

- We can keep those.
- Thank you, Peter.

This is the bottom.

Throw out that lead line!
You layabout!

- We need help in the boiler room!
- All right.

Did you also know a stoker once?

No, I won't do it!
Can't you do it? Or Knud?

I won't do it. I won't ...

I won't do it.

- A little to port. That's it.
- Six fathoms. Rocks.

Steady as she goes.

Easy, easy.

That was it.

There, there.
It's over now.

It's over. There, there.

Take it easy, Marius.
lt's over.

What did I tell you?
A bog pump!

- We have to tighten it.
- Move. Let me see.

Hand me the grease
and some steel wire.

- Everything in order, skipper.
- Thanks.

Martha, show 'em what you can do
go, go at full speed ahead

sail like the wind, damn you
make more speed than you ever had

come on Martha, the pump works
it's the end of trouble and strife

even though you are sluggish
you need to win back your life

dear beloved wonderful Martha
who won, of course it was you

pretty Martha you did the job
he got the sheik, we got you

we have been through hell
you and I

now it's time to relax again
and let it lie

you are free, have a heart
we're together till death do us part

SS Martha lovely lady
fickle as a girl in the spring

but you know you've friends galore
SS Martha we love you.

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