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In the name of His Majesty the King, in the willing duty of the King,

the willing duty of my office, under his honorable subjects of the city of Bristol.

It is my obligation to find shelter and protection for His Majesty's poorest charges.

These wards to be released from the orphanage in Bristol.

I may be seated.

The first ward.

Yes, sir.

Jack, all born.

Come forward, he's supposed to come forward.

Jack!

Jack Holburn, found at the gate of the cloisters of the Immacula Conception and the Year of Grace in January 1777,

being raised and taken care of there until the age of seven,

and then transferred to His Majesty's orphanage in Bristol,

where He was kept and instructed in discipline and proper matters,

as well as in the menial task in the home and in the gardens.

Now, Jack Holburn, what would you like to be one day?

Sir, my name is just plain Jack.

Don't say sir, Jack Holburn, you say your honor.

I'm simply called Jack your honor, not Jack Holburn.

My father's name was certainly not Holburn. I don't even know who he was.

I asked you what you would like to be.

Jack?

Cabin boy, sir. What's so funny about that?

Quiet. You're only to speak when spoke or told.

These honorable men are captains in His Majesty's fleet.

Hasn't anyone ever told you that a cabin boy must be at least as tall as a fifty-gallon barrel?

No one comes aboard on a four and a half feet.

Even in a breeze, you'll have to be nailed to the deck.

You'll permit me. Your honor.

You are too small to become a cabin boy, Jack Holburn.

Sir, my name is not Holburn. I'm simply called Jack.

Years ago you were found in Holburn. Therefore your name is Holburn. That is the law. Period.

I'll take the boy.

He could sign on my ship. In the name of His Majesty the King,

it is resolved and pronounced that the wish of the ward Jack Holburn to serve duty in His Majesty's fleet is a cabin boy is hereby denied.

I hereby hand over custody of the boy Jack Holburn for further rearing,

and under the condition that he is instructed in the name of the Lord with discipline and propriety,

and that his physical well-being be provided for

to the cobbler and rope-maker John Arrows and his wife Elizabeth.

No! I want to be a cabin boy. I'll go for use.

I'll take him as a cabin boy. I don't care how tall he is.

Captain Sharingham, you've heard the decision. The impudence to disregard the decree of His Majesty the King

shall be made known to the Admiralty.

I must ask you to remain available for further questioning Captain Sharingham.

Are you going to put me under arrest? I said!

I want to ask you a few questions. With pleasure, your honor.

You stay.

Are you willing to adopt the ward, Jack Holburn?

Yes, your honor. The judgement is recorded.

Contributions from charitable citizens. Take off your uniform. Now, hurry up.

Your bad behaviour is now a matter for poor Mr. Arrows. We can't have pleasant memories of you.

You have this when you came. Perhaps it was your father's.

Come along, next one. Take off your uniform. Come along. Take this.

Hurry up.

You should be.

Your foster parents are waiting.

Always daydreaming.

Go and hurry up.

Next.

Take off your uniform.

Your behaviour in the court is disgraceful. I can't understand you. You've been given every arbitrary.

You're dragging our name through the mud.

Ridiculous, I'm a privateer in the name of the Crown.

The Crown has granted you the letter of mark in order that you fight against his enemies and not to deliver weapons to pirates.

I wouldn't make such indiscreet speeches, brother.

I no longer have a brother. Privateering captains are worthy champions of his majesty.

You are an unworthy pirate.

And I will do all I can to ensure that the name sharing them is not disgrace by your unworthy behaviour.

Stupid you little devil.

Didn't anyone in the orphanage teach you how improper that is? Just you wait.

Mr. Arrows, you'll learn a number of other things. Now see that you behave yourself.

Mr. Arrows shouldn't be kept waiting.

Why now? Come along. Who do you plan to stay there forever?

Climb up. The rops have to be at the harbor before sunset.

You have cost us a lot of money, lad. I hope you'll be grateful to us.

Climb up.

Climb up.

Climb up.

Climb up.

Hey, Jack.

There. The harbor.

Heat ship requires a total of a mile and a half of growth.

A mile and a half, Jack. Otherwise they couldn't move an inch.

Without me, the proud barges are dead. Dead as a doornail.

Stop here, chatter about it. They are waiting for us at the charming mountain.

I think.

You are your say there's a wash of women. Get in out of the way.

Come on. Hurry it up.

Hey, you. Get on with it.

Sound there. You'll get down on your knees.

And thank you.

The route you ordered.

Yeah, well, dammit, when you've come in your lap.

Oh, forget it.

Miller, Stevenson, dig and get the rope on board. Hurry up. Get the rope on.

Do you distress captain sharing in Mr. Arrows?

Of course not. You're a sensible man.

Dammit, in the forehold not the sail locker.

All right, all right, sir.

Hey, that. Hey, don't go to the sea, that.

There's work to be done.

Get on with it.

Mr. Morris, come with me.

How are you, sir? Golden buckles.

Golden buckles on their shoes, Jack Golden.

They lost the prize. You can judge a man by his shoes.

Shoes show the character.

The admirals, he has grown suspicious.

Presumably they even have evidence. Very little evidence.

What do you know about him, Mr. Morris?

Across the key up on the roof, a man is taking a list of every single thing we bring on board.

Now he wouldn't do that if they had the evidence.

Fylti perhaps accidentally sleep and fall.

We have a traitor in our crew, Mr. Morris.

I'll put my hand in the pryfairy man on board.

I'm very concerned about your hand.

Envy, captain. Our raids have been too successful.

The admiralty is envious of our success, and now they're trying to put a noose around our necks.

There's more behind it.

If they search the ship and discover the cannons for our friends.

When I saw the spy, up on the roof, I kicked them in on their back sides and everything's along.

Everything is stowed away, we can sail in two hours.

No search, no problem.

Thank you, Mr. Morris, because we'll sail according to plan early tomorrow morning.

Yes, but Captain...

I won't know the Esperance's course until tonight.

Loynjau, you're not here today, do you want?

Stuller and staring? You better know how to jump wood.

Left, will.

Captain Shoringham.

Captain Shoringham, this is the Abba master in the name of the king.

What's up? Get Captain Shoringham. I have orders to search this ship.

Alpha Alpha!

Ah, you idiots!

You want to search the cargo in the middle of the night? Couldn't you have come earlier?

I told you, the fetch Captain Shoringham.

Now, now, Mr. Godspell, what's all this shouting about?

Welcome aboard.

This is the evidence.

I hear by confiscate your entire cargo.

You've been doing business with the pirates, Captain Shoringham.

You are unreasonable and unfair, Mr. Godspell.

Canons are a normal cargo for a ship used in naval raids in the name of his majesty.

Our beloved king.

Do you seriously expect to maintain that all of this?

All of this?

We have evolved in skirmishes with the French, with this damage.

We have losses, and these are the reserves we need to survive.

Or do you believe that everything can be bought in the West Indian?

But I know for a fact.

You don't know anything.

You sit here in the security of the harbour while we risk our necks for you at sea.

But I have reason, Mr. Godspell.

Here is my letter of mark that the king seal.

Bring me the document for the king in which he forbids me to fight against the French and the Spanish.

Then you can confiscate my cargo.

And now, please, leave my ship.

Oh, ashore!

We shall meet again, Captain Shoringham.

Give my regards to the gentlemen of the admiralty.

I told you, sir, they didn't have any evidence.

We will set sail early tomorrow morning as fast as we can.

Sir, sir, as soon as the tides won, we'll be going.

Forward, forward, hook!

Ah!

Myra!

Why did you come here?

Why didn't you wait for me?

I didn't have any evidence.

Myra! Why did you come here?

I waited for two hours and you knew very well I couldn't wait any longer.

The harbour must have delayed me.

You're taking a great risk for me.

The course of the Esperance.

They'll be expecting it at the Bastion and Nautia in two months.

From there, two men of war will escort her to Bristol.

Then we'll have to take her before she reaches Nautia.

Two months.

That's enough.

I have to go.

I thank you.

Be careful.

I've already been calloused enough.

The harbour.

All right, honey.

All right, honey.

You're very brave, Ladi.

But you are causing us a lot of trouble.

Ah, that's the captain. He plays very well.

You can hear it for yourself right away.

From...

Ah!

Yes?

I beg your pardon, Captain.

But Ladi was determined to accompany us.

I believe we met.

Do you know what happens to Stowaway's?

Jack?

You wanted me to be a cabin boy.

Well, here I am.

So that's it.

Where did you get that?

They gave it to me at the orphanage.

Perhaps it's from my...

Have you ever seen this armband before?

Do you recognise it?

Or do you know who my father is?

Do you know who I am?

Don't ask so many questions, Ladi.

Sir!

We owe the captain on the charming Molly.

When?

When?

I don't know. That's the problem.

I can't remember.

I was still too young.

Sir, if you know something, please tell me.

I can't take you as a cabin boy, Jack.

The Admiralty is forbidden.

Francie, take him back to his parents.

Sir?

They're not my parents.

It's going to cause us trouble.

Please don't send me back.

Stay with Mr. Arroz.

And sit with her.

You can make good, sturdy robe for a similar.

Where would you have taken, Mr. Stearwell?

Well, the best place is in the ropehole.

It's warm and dry there, and the galley is near.

Now go.

And chin up, Jack.

Chin up, Jack.

Shut up, Jack. Shut up.

Jack, shut up.

Yeah, I'm ready.

Yeah, I'm ready.

Tom?

Admiral, sir.

I beg to report, sharing himself with the outgoing tide.

I don't understand it, sir.

My agent didn't report anything.

I just understand it.

Well, God's spell, you made a mistake.

You led sharing a escape instead of arresting him.

His brother, the Lord Justice, is not going to be at all happy.

I can still stop them, sir, with our cannons, if you just give me permission to show.

No, no, not that.

Would you care for some breakfast, my dear?

No, thank you.

According to my latest information, you've done everything correctly, God's spell.

Sharingum is about to provide us with the final evidence.

My informant has told me exactly when and where the weapons will be transferred.

Too many of war are already underway to spring the trap.

Sharingum is sailing straight to his doom.

May I offer my heartiest congratulations, Admiral.