Original subtitles

(eerie music and breathy wind sounds)

(abrupt splash)

(sigh)

All right boys, up and at em,

wakie-wakie.

Manny here.

Gib here.

Gerald here.

Merv?

You here?

Mew hem.

Jesus sakes, can we open our

friggin' eyes first?

Dickie, are you here?

Get off me.

Dickie!

That's not my name.

You're Dickie until we tell you otherwise,

stop playing with yourself and answer.

I'm fuckin' here.

Dickie are you here?

Watch your friggin' mouth

I'm here.

Dickie here.

Pete, you here?

You can see me can't you?

I can't hear you.

Pete here, Manny.

You're crazier than a fuckin soup sandwich you know that?

Jesus.

That's why you loves me mister.

All yours Cap'n.

Pull 'em together.

Gibby, bowline.

All right boys, come together.

Get up.

Sometime today would be good.

I hate chicken soup.

Couldn't have grabbed the corned beef

or the friggin' tuna.

I was kind of busy not gettin' drowned.

Touch cold iron.

Shit.

You should have grabbed something besides rum.

Who got the tarp?

Huh?

Who cut this boat loose?

Gibby, it's itching like the clap,

do you see anything in there?

It's just scraped all to hell.

I'll tell you one thing

if I'd been on watch

we'd still be in our bunks now

and Gibby would be cooking us up bacon and eggs

I was watching.

Yeah the inside of your eyelids.

I wasn't sleeping.

Because one minute I was in my berth the next minute I was

up to my neck in water.

And you were watching.

She was my boat, I lost her.

That's who you blame and that's where it ends.

We head out after breakfast, nor-norwest.

Merv will take the lead boat and keep the crews the same.

Maybe they'll find us today.

Or we could row towards them

and meet up with them.

It's 600 miles back with the current against us.

How far ahead?

250, maybe 3.

I know this crew, I know what we can do.

You got a feeling right?

I do.

Home.

Home.

Home.

Home.

N ow!

How fast are we going, Cap'n?

Two knots.

How long will that take us?

6 or 7 days, if we don't get

blown back.

Come on boys, we're damn near

going backwards.

Some of us got women home want tojump our bones.

Is that the best you got, Pete?

You're half the man your mother is.

Keep up, Manny, I'm not hauling

your arse around all day.

You get me home before supper, the steaks on me.

And the beer.

All you can drink, buddy.

Come on, Gibby, stay in sync here.

Come on, heave, and heave,

and heave.

Hey, Dickie, is that land up there

or are you gonna call another fog bank?

It looked like land.

Oh yes right oh you're right,

I can see it right now.

What's that ?uffy thing over your head my son,

call it,

call it land, land.

Oh, shit!

Goddamn it!

Where the hell is she coming in at?

Ah -- little pecker.

When do we drink, Gibby?

What time's it, Cap'n?

20 to 2.

20 minutes.

You like the power don't you?

You can spot a fish 20 foot up the mast and ten fathoms down

but there's nothin in here huh?

Ah fuckin' hell.

The last of The Dorothy Jean.

I don't need that.

How much did you pay for this piece of shit?

It was on sale.

At the toy store?

Done or what?

I almost got it.

No almost.

You're right or you're dead.

You're looping it backwards,

how many times do I got to show ya?

Down, around, through.

That's a bowline.

Get it wrong again.

Fuck off, Merv.

Deck hands are my job.

In case you haven't noticed

you ain't got a deck no more.

Goddamned water, she gets into everything.

Look what she's doing to my boots.

I love these boots.

Like my socks, Dickie?

Like em?

Frig off.

What's that?

What's that Dickie?

Why did you bring something like that out here anyway?

I didn't bring him.

That's Gerald picking up strays again.

I got thejob on my own, ok.

What are ya doing out here, kid?

Saving for my own boat.

What?

You're doing what?

Saving for my own boat.

Yes.

You think that's gonna make any difference to him?

He'sjust like my old man now, may he rot in hell.

Do yourself a favour, get yourself a good pair

of boots and keep walking.

Mind your own fuckin business.

Is that any way for a God fearing man to talk, Merv?

Shouldn't you be counting some beads or something to make sure

you get your free pass into the pearly gates?

You'll never know, Pete, we won't be going to

the same place.

Well praise Jesus and pass the butter, there is a God.

Done.

Done.

Good bye fare-ye-well, good bye fa re-ye-well.

The friends we are leaving, we leave with regret,

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound.

Our anchors we'll weigh, our sails we will set.

Good bye, fare-ye-well, goodbye fare-ye-well.

The friends we are leaving, we leave with regret,

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound.

We're homeward bound, oh joyful sound!

Good bye, fare-ye- well, good bye, fa re-ye-well.

And over the water to home we must go.

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound.

And over the water, to home we must go.

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound.

99 bottles of beer on the wall

ah geez not again

99 bottles of beer, take one down pass it around,

98 bottles of beer on the wall - come on, Merv!

Shut your pie hole

97 bottles of beer on the wall.

What a crappy song.

She's gonna rain all friggin' day.

Fuck, I hate wet feet.

What time is it, captain?

What's it matter, Gibby?

It's day, it's night.

I just want to tell my kid what I was doin'.

It's 1:35.

You think they're still looking for us?

I do.

Amy didn't even want me coming on this trip.

But I told her, I got to make some money.

We do what we have to for family.

Do you ever think what it would be like though?

Home at night, home on weekends.

Dry socks.

(laughter)

I wasn't made for shore.

I thinkl might try land after this.

You'll be back at sea inside a month,

there's as much salt in your blood as mine.

I don't know.

I was talking to one of the guys who made it out

from the Ang?line.

He said the captain went in the wheelhouse and they were yelling

and screaming at him to get out and he locked the door.

Why would anybody do something like that?

This ain't the kind of talk for out here, Gibby.

When are we gonna talk about it?

We don't.

Those things we forget.

You don't think about it?

I think-

I think about a hold full of fish,

a fat wallet and some hot Iovin when I get home.

She's casting her net tonight.

I heard a guy survived 63 days.

Maybe if he ate the rest of his crew.

Don't even joke about that.

How the hell else would he make it?

He was being watched over.

For Christ sakes.

You don't know, Pete.

If he was being watched over why the hell was he there

in the first place, Merv?

You're either lucky or you're not.

It has nothing to do with luck.

We're in his hands.

It's her world, Merv.

If she wants you she's gonna take you and you know it.

You hear her?

You see her?

You hear her calling you, Dickie Boy?

Be careful now.

Just when you think she's not there she comes and grabs you.

She loves em young.

What the Jesus is that?

What's that over there?

(screams)

Ha ha ha ha ha

Ha ha ha ha ha

Ha ha ha ha

Pete.

Pete!

What?

There's a boat. There's a boat.

There's a boat!

Get up, there's a boat!

There's a boat!

There's a boat, boys!

Pull, pull!

Get em wet, boys!

(a weak horn sounds repeatedly)

Heave, boys, we're coming in!

Heave! Heave!

Heave!

They can see us, fight?

We're here! We're here!

Heave!

And heave!

Blow the horn!

Heave!

Keep pulling boys!

Pull!

Merv, row with me for fuck's sake!

Keep fuckin' pulling!

Heave, boys!

(grunts of pain)

They're veering off! They're veering off!

Hey!

Pull!

We're here! We're here!

Come on Merv, row!

Heave and ho!

Heave

Hey!

We're here!

Heave! Fuck!

Heave!

They're gone.

Keep pulling!

We can catch them!

Blow the goddamn horn!

Heave. Heave.

Ho. Heave

We can do it.

Heave. Heave.

Heave.

Heave!

Heave. Ho.

They're gone Pete

Heave.

Ho.

They're fuckin gone!

Pete stop it!

How much?

A day.

Maybe more if we cut rations.

How much further, skipper?

4 days, maybe 5.

Jesus.

It's a Sunday pull in the harbour, boys.

(laughing)

Got a prayer for that, Merv?

Shocking.

Don't be too hard, I'm sure it looks familiar.

Fuck off.

Away, away with the pipes and drums,

full of rum, here we come.

We're looking for ladies to swaddle our bums,

in the North Atlantic squadron.

Ha ha, fuck off.

Away, Away with the pipes and drum,

here we come, full of rum.

Looking for women to paddle our bums

in the North Atlantic squadron.

You're retarded, that's not how it goes.

The cabin's - the cap -

what is it?

The captain's name, the captain's name,

the captain's name was Morgan.

Every night he'd go below deck

and play with his sexual organ

The cabin boy, the cabin boy

the dirty little dipper

Tried to screw with a .22 till someone pulled the trigger.

Then circumcised the skipper.

After he pulled the trigger?

Away, away with the pipes and drums,

full of rum, here we come.

Looking for ladies to paddle our bums

in the North Atlantic squadron.

It's not time.

I'm taking my share now.

I'll hold off later.

We all have to wait.

It's 100 fuckin degrees out

and I need a drink.

Put it down.

Or what, Gib?

Oars.

Oars!

Give everyone their ration.

Break for water.

Let me see it.

Give me the rum.

What's going on?

It's nothing.

It's Manny's arm.

It's nothing.

Oh fuck fuck fuck!

That's enough.

Give him half my share.

Mine too.

I don't want what's not mine.

You can give us all a big fat kiss later,

alright?

Gib, we'll rotate?

I'm fine I can do it.

I know I know.

I'd like to see my kid now.

Amy's probably worried.

(screaming)

(everyone screams)

(just Manny screams)

(abrupt sounds of struggling)

We're taking on water!

Abandon ship!

Pete!

Mam Mam!

Gerald! Gerald!

Manny!

We're all rig ht.

Gerald?

Everything's all right.

(wind that sounds like deep breathing)

(a seagull squacks)

(a seagull squacks loudly)

(a gunshot)

Fuck!

Jesus!

You got it? You got it!

Yea h, we got breakfast boys!

Get up, get up.

Pull, pull.

It's not a gull is it?

Fuck it is a gull.

Do that cross thing, Merv.

They carry souls, Dickie.

Pull her around, boys.

Jesus.

Who knew a ?ying rat could taste so good?

Fuck fishing, we're shooting everything

from now on.

The good Lord providith.

A bullet upside the fuckin' head providith, Merv.

You got your fill, Dickie boy?

I'm counting on you pulling the last mile home.

Feelin' better?

There ain't nothing a full stomach don't fix.

Anybody want these?

Fill your boots, Gibby.

I could eat ten more of those.

Wait, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

What?

Wait wait.

Done?

Fill your belly old girl and leave us the fuck alone now.

Boat.

There's a boat.

What?

I see a boat.

Well sometimes we do catch swordfish,

and sometimes we do catch none.

With a twelve foot oar stuck in your paw,

and you row the whole daylong.

And when the evening comes along,

and your bent upon your oar.

Your back so weak

(coughing)

you'll wish you could seek a berth at sea no more.

No more, no more.

We'll go to sea no more.

No more, no more.

We'll go to sea no more!

No more, no more.

We'll go to sea no more!

No more, no more.

(coughing)

We'll go to sea no more!

Gerald. Gerald.

I need water, Gerald.

You have to hold on just a little while longer.

I want my share now.

You already got your share.

I wasn't talking to you.

Gerald, I need water.

Just another half hour, we all drink.

Fuck.

I shouldn't have to beg.

Bring up the lantern.

We need a clean rag.

There's none.

Find something.

You can use Gibby's fishing line,

you tie it off.

You clean the knife real good with the booze and

I can live with that.

I can.

I'm strong, you know I'm strong.

Gerald.

I'm begging you.

Not like this.

Please.

Please.

Gib, you do it eh.

It'sjust like cutting up a fish.

Fuck!

Pete, I know you can hear me.

God you fuckin cowards.

Ok okokyoujust, you just give me the knife,

give me the knife and let me do it.

You just tie it off that's all, you don't have to do

anything else.

Gerald, look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Fuck no.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Gerald, I'm so thirsty.

Please.

Just one drink.

Another half hour, Manny.

I'm dyin' and you won't give me a fuckin' drink!

Give me a fuckin' drink of water!

You can have half of my share.

There you see, you hear Dickie?

Dickie, you're my man.

Give him half my share.

Thank you. Thank you.

It's all I need.

I get home, the doctor is gonna give me

a shot in the butt, and I'll be

kicking your arses again.

(laughs pathetically)

Manny here.

Gerald here.

Gib here.

Dickie here.

Pete here.

Mew hem.

That's right! That's right!

(coughing)

(retching)

Manny here.

Dickie here.

Gerald here.

Manny here. Manny here.

Manny here.

Manny!

Pete.

Pete, where you at?

I'm here, we're all friggin' here, Manny.

Pete, I need water.

I need water, Pete.

Why don't you fuckers help me?

I need water.

I'm so fuckin' thirsty.

Manny here.

Manny here.

Manny here.

Manny here.

I'm here.

I'm here.

Manny here!

(Manny gasps and wheezes over the sounds of his struggling)

(the gasping and struggling stops)

Someone's got to say some words

before we let him go.

We're ta king him home.

We can't do that.

Manny knows we can't.

We stay together.

You think he's gonna

We can't have a body on board, Gerald.

There's nothing we can do to undo that kind of luck.

We stay together.

This is fuckin' foolish

Pete.

No, fuck, this isn't right,

you know this isn't right.

Prepare to pull.

Gerald!

It's not what Manny would want.

Don't you tell me what he'd want.

Man the oars. That's an order.

Someone's got to say something.

Mew, you do.

Dear God,we commit to you Manny,

your servant in your mercy and love,

blot out all the sins he committed

through human weakness.

He doesn't need forgiveness, this is fuckin Manny all right,

he doesn't need fuckin' forgiveness.

Say something good.

When life's last sun goes feebly down and death is at the door,

and all the world's dream we will go to sea no more.

Mom used to sing it.

He's dead reckoning, one degree off and for

all we know we're hauling home out to sea.

He'll get us back.

Hanging on to Manny for Christ sakes.

He's fuckin losing it.

(Laughing)

So when he wakes

so he looks, looks at this one

up the stairs, down to the girl,

up the stairs, down to the girl

and he thinks to himself, well, good night ladies!

(Laughing)

And then up he goes over the stairs and she friggin'

cold cocks him, knocks him right out,

?at out right at the bottom of the stairs right so he wakes up

later and she's gone, the missus is gone and

the young one, his pants are down around his

ankles and his balls are shaved clean

but he still got two,

so that's a good thing.

Anyway he looks up from his boys and he goes

�Oh God that woman was good with a knife!�

(laughter)

Fuck!

To Manny.

To Manny.

�God that woman was good with a knife."

Is that Dana?

What?

Is that Dana?

No Jesus, no he wouldn't screw around

on Dana and he could have anything that wiggled.

Yes, he knew how to get in that fellow.

H ow?

(laughter)

Oh Bo Peep.

What you don't have enough little young girls ?ashin'

their titties at you or what?

Holy shit, you never had any?

Never?

Jesus, Merv.

Adulterers and whoremongers.

God will judge.

Go on bye.

God gave ya this it'd be a sin not to use it, right?

Besides which, how did you get him?

Immaculate friggin conception or something?

Screw him when you come in I'm gonna set you up next time.

I'm also going to give you a little tip.

Always go for the homely one.

I like the homely ones, they're nice.

Ya that's right.

See the hot ones always travel with a homely one and

they hate not being picked first and so if you ignore them

long enough they'll be buying you drinks and if they don't,

you always got the homely one.

Don't forget your rain gear

because next thing you know,

you're a goddamned father.

That's right.

That's why I rent a cunt, there's no one waiting for me,

no frea kin' surprises.

Jesus, Pete, there's a kid here eh.

Oh yes, I meant to say lady.

Lady then - rent a lady.

They're all fuckin sluts.

Dorothy wasn't one and I'll kill anyone that says otherwise.

Neither is Amy.

That's right.

Or Dana.

I never said that.

I never said Dorothy, Jesus Gerald,

I never said them.

My mom's not one.

No she's a slut.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Jesus Christ, you're right up there

with my old man, you know you two fuckin pricks

would get along just fine.

Shut up, Merv, just

It's my share.

To Manny.

(laughter)

It's like father like son over here.

There's none of me in him.

You know he's gonna pound the crap out of you some day

you know that right?

He's all scrawny now but look at what he's got to grow into.

Let's just have another drink.

Pete it's your tum.

You think he looks like me?

I don't give a fuck

He's got his mother's eyes, but he's got his

fuckin' father's hair.

Tell 'em about your mother, Dickie.

Don't say nothin' about her.

Mew, shut up.

His mother has a hard time waiting.

Mew, Mew.

Don't she?

Eh, Dickie?

But I never kicked you, or her fuckin' whorin' ass

to the curb, did I?

Yeah and you and yourfuckin God,

rub it in.

Don't fuckin' touch him!

That's enough.

Sit down!

Fuckin touch him again and see what happens.

Sit down!

Sit.

Is this how you honour him?

Is this what you bring my wife's name into?

Unlash the boats.

Jesus fuckin' Christ!

I can't do this anymore!

Get me off this boat!

Get me the fuck off this boat now

You can't have food next to a dead body.

You can't.

Fuckin can't.

Someone switch with me, someone switch with me now!

I'm not getting in with a corpse.

Come on!

I'll go.

No you won't.

I don't have to listen to you.

You'll fuckin listen to me or I'll knock you

into the middle of next week you little shit.

No one's getting in that boat.

No one's going over there.

0k?

Fuckin' 0k?

We're not coming over.

You hear me?

We're not coming over, Gerald.

You hear me, Gerald?

For fuck sake.

Like hauling a goddamned anchor.

What the fuck are you looking at?

Ne we good, Mew?

Almost, captain.

He's gonna drag us under when she blows.

Captain, for the safety of this crew

I demand that we be cut loose.

All in favour raise their hands.

Call it when you're ready.

Oars.

I'm not doing no more pulling.

We all have to pull.

Why?

Why do we all have to pull, captain?

Huh?

Do you know where we are?

No you don't.

I don't know where we are, they don't know where we are.

For all we know we could have fuckin missed shore days ago.

So frig it if she wants to take us let her take us.

Take the oars, Pete.

I'm not fuckin pulling for you I'm not fuckin pulling

for anybody, fuck you all.

Fuck, Pete!

You can go fuck yourself too!

(gunshot)

Now you're gonna shoot me are you Gerald?

Do it.

Go on do it.

Show them what you are.

Show them that you're the captain.

Look them in the eye,

tell them that it's over.

Tell them you've given up on them.

Take your place.

(wind blows fiercely)

I can row.

You need to bail.

Heave. Heave.

Heave.

You can stop now.

Stop.

Stop.

There's no God out here.

I'm sorry.

Gerald here.

Gib here.

Mew hem.

Jesus we all know we're fuckin here.

Holy fuck.

Oh I'm so fuckin sick of all of you.

You know what?

If I'm gonna fuckin die,

I just want to be done with it.

I just want to see my family.

I want to see my baby.

Land!

There's fuckin land right over there

come on boys get your oars up, we got to row.

Where?

Right over there at 10:00 right in front of you let's go.

I don't see anything.

It's right over there.

There's fuck all there.

You see it right it's over there.

It's right fuckin there man, it's land.

It's fog.

It was right there.

Fuck this.

I'm going for smokes.

Pete!

Man overboard.

Where is he?

He was right there.

Where did he go?

Pete, Pete, grab an oar!

Pete grab the oar, grab the oar Pete,

grab a fuckin line.

The Captain!

Gerald!

Shit!

Gerald.

Come on.

Gerald!

Grab a fuckin oar!

Right here, buddy.

Grab the oar, come on ,come on,

we got him, we got him!

Here you go Gerald

(sounds of struggling)

You got him?

Ok, ok, ok

What were you doing?

What were you doing?

Pete, here, Manny's coat.

She got my boots boys.

She got my boots.

What were you doing?

We stay together.

That's the rule.

Come on.

I'm sorry.

We got ya, that's ok.

We got ya.

We got ya Pete.

I'm sorry.

Are you gonna call it, captain?

Are we all here?

Yeah.

Yeah.

(coughing)

You got any, any um any blank pages

in that book, just in case.

We'll -

I know.

I know.

I just, you know, I just want to write down

some things you know, like where I'm from

and where I've been.

I'll take one.

Me too.

I don't know what to say.

What?

I don't know what to say.

Tell her you love her

tell her she was the one for you.

Say something to your kid.

Tell her how hard you tried to get back to her.

I can, I can do that for you.

Make sure to prime the pump when the power goes out.

You need a new roof next summer.

Get two quotes.

Don't let your idiot cousin anywhere near the fuckin' wires.

He did good, Beth.

He did real good.

Write that down.

I'd do it again.

Are we ready?

We're ready.

Oars.

You got a prayer for us, Merv?

Oh Lord have mercy

thy sea is so large

And the boat is so small.

Pete?

We're just gonna pull Gib

just like any other day now.

Pull.

Pull.

Pull.

Our anchors we'll weigh, our sails we will set

Good bye, fare-ye-well, good bye fare-ye-well

The friends we leave, we leave with regret

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound

We're homeward bound, Oh joyful sound!

Good bye, fare-ye- well, good bye, fa re-ye-well

We're gonna make it, right Pete?

We'll make it Gib.

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound

And heave long and well and heave long and strong

Good bye, fare-ye- well, good bye, fa re-ye-well

It's over the water to home we will go

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound

We're on a good tum draw the anchor aweigh

Good bye, fare-ye- well good bye, fa re-ye-well

We're homeward bound oh joyful sound

Good bye, fare-ye- well good bye, fa re-ye-well

Sing a good chorus for it's a good song

Hurrah, my boys we're homeward bound.

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