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The timings of the trumpet were wrong after all that.

To have come so far for a mistake.

You're too gloomy, James.

We'll take other things back home.

I'll have a huge collection of plants,

and you'll have new charts and knowledge of the south seas.

How soon must we leave this paradise?

As soon as we can now.

For us half the crew will try to desert and stay.

I want you to make it quite clear to the people

that they are going to lose their queen.

I am going to sail away and take her with me.

Those runaways are not found by sunset.

You can't do this!

Sit down, sir, let me run my ship!

Come on, lads. Ship's waiting.

Don't make me shoot you.

Forgiving people, Mr. Gore.

They cry that we are leaving.

Perhaps they should have cried that we came.

And the joke seems to be honest, yeah.

Our orders were to find and map and claim

Mr. Delrinpos great Southland.

It does not appear to exist.

We waste the time enough. Let's change Gores, Mr. Higgs.

We know that New Zealand exists

and terror astralis somewhere to the west of Act.

Let's stop looking to miss some marages.

Let's chart the land there is.

I claim this land in the name of his Majesty King George III.

Do you know where he is, Sir Edward?

We have no knowledge.

No idea of where he could be.

But be assured of one thing.

Your husband is the finest seaman of my experience.

He'll find his way home by the wind and the stars.

For that's what a real sailor does.

We've struck the reef.

Yes, sir.

Clueable sails, a loft and stone.

Clueable sails, a loft and stone!

Mr. Gore, check the hole of a damage.

Check the water in the villages.

Hi, I sir.

Gores, sir.

Mr. Gore, come with me.

I want you to sound all round and prepare the anchor for heaving on off.

Go, it man.

Hi, I sir.

Hey!

Hey!

He's moving, sir!

Why didn't surgeon Mankaskar?

The surgeon is dead.

Mumkaskar, who's the first to die?

Charles Green is dead and seven of the crew.

Oh, dear God.

There'll be more.

This place is a cesspit of disease.

Oh, is it?

The boy, sir.

G'enneg.

Most amazing voyage.

You will agree.

It is my duty and great pleasure to welcome the surviving heroes of this astonishing adventure.

Mr. Joseph Banks.

And his assistant, Dr. Solidette.

He accused James Cook, the man as negligent.

He lost half his crew, brought back her own ship, and failed to find what we all know to be there.

Because he didn't have father to look.

I say he should be censured and dismissed.

His Majesty King George III and Mr. Joseph Banks.

We are delighted to commend our friend Mr. Banks.

Recently returned from his amazing voyage.

He touched on many undiscovered islands, brought us back over a thousand species of plants and encircled the globe.

Your Majesty is too strong.

But it's where it is, due banks.

We wish it known, England is proud of him.

He will shortly embark on a new voyage, and on this, we are reliably informed, he will command two ships.

His Majesty declares that banks will have two ships.

The newspapers trumpet he will command the fleet, and sail with men and arms to colonize the South Seas.

Is there no end to this matters?

I thought Banks considered you his friend.

I like it. But I don't care for this situation, which becomes more absurd and more unfair to cook every day.

Does indeed.

I know what happens at the Admiralty is no longer my concern.

But Lord Sandwich is not a fool. How could he tolerate this flood of rumors?

Sandwich? Our new first lord and his mistress are frequent visitors at Joseph Banks Townhouse in New Burlington State.

Quite apart from their adjoining estates in Lincolnshire.

No. Then I fear I have wasted my journey and your time.

I shall do my best, depend on it.

Thank you. Someone has to. But we both know that cook has been shabbily treated. Very shabbily indeed.

My promotion has been gazetted. To Captain?

No. To Commander.

Commander? But that's hardly promotion at all. That's almost an insult.

James, it's not what you expected.

No, it isn't.

I wanted to Commander. And required to attend their lordship's pleasure. Immediately.

Commander James Cook?

James! You know Captain Palliser of the Navy board?

Oh, indeed my lord.

Quebec, and new founder. He was ship's master under my command.

Sit down, please.

We're considering a new voyage to the south seas.

The Royal Society desires it. The Secretary of State has granted funds.

It's imperative that this country lay claim to new territories.

And there is still to be resolved the question of Dalrymple's great south continent.

At all. I doubt it exists.

That it doesn't. Has yet to be proved to my satisfaction.

Banks still believes in a possibility that somehow you missed it.

Dalrymple claims you didn't bother to look.

Insists, you sailed right past it.

And your lordship must decide whether you believe Mr. Dalrymple in his London club or me.

There is a weighted body of scientific opinion against you, Cook.

With respect, sir, most of them couldn't find their way out of the Thames estuary.

Then I'd take it. If we offered you command, you would be inflexible about a renewed search for the south land.

If you offered me command.

I would map the entire hemisphere from the tropics of the polar regions.

Whatever is in those waters, it would be my task to fight it.

I was sailed by Africa and the Cape of Good Hope.

Using the west of it, I'd base here in Queen Charlotte's Sound,

refurbished in Otahiti and the islands, and I would request two ships this time.

Two by God.

Well, that is, if you offered me command.

Two ships would be far safer.

What type of ships?

Whitby merchantman, sir.

Converted coal carriers like the Endeavour.

She proved her worth, my lord.

There are two available, sir.

Don't rush the Metapalisa.

There's much to be decided.

If indeed we offered you this, what about Joseph Banks?

My wrong is to go.

He wishes it so does the king and so do I.

Well, Mr. Banks and I are found friends. I welcome him.

Good.

The provider that is made clear that I have command.

If that is to be so.

You may take it, Mr. Cook. It is to be so.

Because I want thelenghourt without Olympic Nexus.

My old colleague, my congratulations on your promotion.

Thank you.

But not on your choice of ship.

I beg your pardon.

My dear James, I can't think what possessed you.

Oh, this is quite unsuitable.

Mr. Banks, delighted to have you aboard HMS Resolution.

Well, you know, Charlie Clark.

Now, second left-genet.

He sails with us.

Works to be seen if anyone sails.

The vessel is not satisfactory.

It simply will not do.

Backless.

Well, it's a coal barge.

There is no room for my plants, for my work.

Now, quite unfit for any gentleman to sail in.

Unfit?

Totally.

Well, no more than the endeavor was unfit.

Which it was.

Or perhaps not to your standards.

But those of us used to better things found it

cramped, unstable, and a bad sea, falling to bits

on the way home.

I have no intention of putting up with cold tub discons again.

I see.

Why, sincerely, hope you do.

Now, the vessel is not spacious enough.

Therefore, must be changed.

Then you have best petition the admiralty,

because I intend to sail in the ship with HM's adventure

as a scourant.

You, sir, will do what your masters tell you.

And I expect them to remind you that I am the whole purpose

of this voyage.

I finance and equip and choose the scientists

and the artists and the naturalists.

In all England, I am the only man

to devote his time and fortune to such enterprises.

I think you'll find that when I petition the Navy,

you may not be sailing anywhere.

Yeah.

Lord Sandwich and Miss Ray.

Sweet Martha.

What a picture she looks done.

I've had a very devil in the row today about you.

Oh?

Enjoy the music.

I'm taking them with me on my voyage.

Taking musicians to the south sea.

Certainly.

Now, my sweet, let me have a word with his launch.

You have the best-looking mistress in London.

I'm expensive.

Order a bracelet with my wife on that,

and I had to buy her one.

Now, tell me what row today about me.

Well, the naval board supports cook.

Well, surely you support me.

Oh, very well.

Nothing is that clear cut.

My dear fellow, all I ask is your favor.

As a friend and neighbor.

It's not that simple.

Oh, it's quite simple.

I want a new ship.

And if it is to be difficult, a new captain.

Lord and Lady Clark.

Ah.

I'm yours.

Johnny, look.

This gorgeous preacher is going to sail the Joseph

as his cabin boy.

Fellow.

What?

His valet.

Isn't she wonderful?

You can hardly tell the difference.

Not while I keep my hair on.

My name is Jane Burnett.

Of all ship, I'll be master Burnett.

You think I'll make a good valet Lord's sandwich?

You're going to sail with the banks.

It's a personal servant.

Good.

And of course, I shall spend most of the time in his cabin.

I don't think you should tell me about this.

I must make this one more voyage.

I must.

There's so much left undone.

So much still to be found and mapped.

One last voyage, James.

That I'd promise.

On Joseph Bank's terms?

No.

It's not all.

No, that I won't accept.

It must be on my terms, on my ship.

Or as best I don't go.

Commander Cook and I are friends.

Let no one be in doubt of that.

We could not have spent three years

circumnavigating the globe if this were not so.

But friends differ.

I want a ship with space to it, with extra cabins and storage,

an East Indian man or a ship of the lion, or even a frigate,

something worthy, and this time with a modicum of comfort.

After all, I am prepared to hazard my fortune

and devote my time to exploits that benefit this country.

Now, in fairness, I should not be

asked to do this aboard such an inadequate vessel.

Are there any questions?

Yes, yes.

Do you mean inadequate or uncomfortable?

I mean unsuitable, unfitting, unwise, too small, too slow,

too limited in every possible way.

Good morning.

Good morning.

My lord, I know the arguments for foster ships,

for larger ships, for East or West Indian men.

I know they're more spacious.

They say they'll better.

They even look better.

But I cannot map new coasts unless you give me

a strong ship with a shallow draft to sail in close.

I cannot find new lands unless you give me a ship that

will hold a year's stores and take the force of any wind

known to man.

Now, ships of this sort are colliers built in the north.

There are no others.

Yeah.

Let me remind you, we lagged behind the Dutch,

the Spanish and the French for years in ocean exploration.

And you and I both know it was unfit ships, not unfit men.

That was the cause of it.

Sir, I will not go to sea in that thing.

I will not sail unless another ship is chosen,

nor will my scientists and all my artists.

Nor will my 7,000 pounds be available to equip this boy.

My lord, no civilian can come here

and threaten the navy board and the sea lords of this manner.

That's quite.

You're out of order, sir.

I suggest the whole proceedings are out of order.

Indeed.

And most irregular, it's an attempt, my lord,

to settle the difference of opinion.

Whose opinion?

Sure.

I prefer the opinion of our finest seaman in matters of the sea.

No one is doubting Commander Cook's worth, my lord.

This whole inquiry is doubting his worth.

No, I shall take a development if this continues.

Here, here.

No calls for that.

We're agreed.

Cook's choice of vessel must stand.

Then these proceedings are a force.

You, sir, have made them so.

Gentlemen order.

I'm sure this can be resolved.

Commander?

Sir?

I would like to suggest a compromise.

Mr. Banks, what if the resolution

were altered, then modified to suit your needs?

Would you object, Commander?

No, no, no.

Provided your lordship means reasonable modifications.

Would you reconsider it, Banks?

Alterations.

Improvements in the accommodation.

Well, that would seem a sensible solution.

Thank you, my lord, for reminding us

of the fine English art of compromise.

Oh, I shall draw our plans and solve this minor contour,

at all.

An adaptation of the vessel.

Splendid.

Well, then we both get what we want.

Mr. Cook will have his shallow draft,

and I shall rearrange the superstructure.

The ugly duckling will become a handsome ship.

A most elegant vessel.

You'll see.

I wish you a very clever.

Oh, he was brilliant.

The first lord, upholding the fleet,

standing by his own sailor, then superb.

Gave me the initiative and won me the day.

What?

What?

I wish you a very clever.

Oh, he was brilliant.

The first lord.

Now, holding the fleet, standing by his own sailor, then.

Superv.

Gave me the initiative and won me the day.

My dear chap, reasonable modifications.

Oh, naturally.

Joseph has drawn the plans.

He has a fine cabin.

A dream for me.

I don't think I should know about Miss Berndes.

Quite right, Johnny.

You shouldn't.

We'll be very circumspect.

The minks will wear bell-bottom trousers.

And this voyage will astound all of Europe.

I'm not sure.

And this voyage will astound all of Europe.

Oh, not for anything in the world, but I miss it.

See? There's our cabin there.

I must have the window here for light.

And the cabinets.

Now, along there, and I want the same one up.

Sir, they're going to tear up the deck.

Are they?

I've seen the plans.

Up here is going to be a huge round house with extra cabins.

The rigging will have to be rearranged.

It's ruining the ship.

It'll cost a fortune and make us all look stupid.

Come yourself, Johnny.

They'll be real.

Each day, the journals print more stories about Mr. Bank's ship

and Mr. Bank's voyage.

If you can become about it, sir, I can't.

The French ambassador was entertained by Mr. Bank's

aboard his ship Resolution,

the vessel which will soon become famous

for transporting him around the world.

James, how can you put up with this insane nothing?

How can you allow it?

Why aren't you angry?

I'm not that angry enough for both of us.

Of course I'm angry.

Your own terms, you said.

Your own ship or its best you don't go, remember?

I remember.

Then how can you let him treat you like his tame navigator?

Why don't you lose your teletown car?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

James.

No.

You see, this will give light and space above the main cabin.

You see?

Uh, with the structure up here,

that will go all the way back from the main cabin.

This is the Henry of the Queen of the Queen.

I know it's bad to see it.

I know it's bad to see it.

Is it always like this?

No, sir.

Most days they have dancing.

Don't look at me.

Johnny, take that.

I wanted to see what could be done.

I thought it could be done.

I thought it could be done.

With you and the First Lord being here today, it's a bit quiet.

I really love this above.

Gentry often bring wine and Venice picnic on board.

I heard one lady say, it's the best show in town.

He's making your fool out of your.

No, sir.

Damn it.

Don't contradict.

I'm concerned for you.

I appreciate it, but nothing.

Banks has made you look an idiot.

I must ask you, sir, I would not to worry.

You worry me.

All over London, the talk is of banks.

His ship, his new great voyage.

What can I do?

A man's ambition is limitless and Lord's amateurs a personal friend.

The whole thing is a scandal.

Maybe it's coming up very badly.

The Navy should never replace me with an opportunist like a fourth Earl.

I'd remind you that modifications were agreed to.

We can only wait.

For what?

The next week, Sir Edward.

For the seagulling trials.

Mr. Banks is selecting a party of friends to join the ship.

His ship.

If he's the talk of London now, wait until next week.

The whole thing's going.

We've arrived, sir.

We've got to change it.

There's an autoclase on the bridge.

Joseph, about time.

An avoidably detained, very pressing business.

Well, old present, ready to go aboard.

This fellow says no.

Who left in a clock?

I'm sorry, sir.

Change of plans.

How long since now my party has to go aboard?

There to be my guests on HMS Resolution during the trial.

There won't be any trials, sir.

What?

They've been cancelled.

What do you mean cancelled?

Cancelled.

On whose order?

The captain, James Cook, also on his instructions.

All the new housing and decks are being removed.

I beg your pardon.

Now, everything is to be put back the way it was.

That's the message I was asked to bring you.

Cook?

He thinks he can do that.

Yes, sir.

Not only can he do it, he has done it.

We're those nails.

We'll help you die.

Yes, I'll see you.

Lieutenant, I don't care for your turn.

As for Cook, he's insane.

I shall have him replaced.

Good luck, sir.

Right, sir.

Oh, but look here.

I say what's to happen to all of us?

If I were you, ladies and gentlemen, I'd go home.

Oh, boy.

You can stay.

Watch.

Watch.

What do you mean she won't sail?

She won't.

Oh, the devil are you.

He's the pilot.

I wouldn't take her downriver.

No, no, no, to see.

Never mind to the end of the world.

What are you talking about?

She's useless.

A flounder in death trap.

She's top heavy.

The exosuptus structure and all those improvements have yours.

Wait a bunch.

Top heavy.

The ship was overburdened, drawing too much water.

To lighten, now we had to take out balance.

Which, if you and your ships compounded the problem,

made her even heavier up top.

A crank.

Totally unstable.

Hardly can he sail without cup sizing.

Like I said, top heavy.

First decent wind and cheat fall over.

What?

Fall over.

She's the most unsafe fish ship I ever set foot on.

And my ears have applied to icing some rubbish.

My officers have declared they'd go to sail with me in a grommetum.

But not in this.

Not the way she was.

You did this.

A big up on.

You planned it.

You allowed me to modify the ship knowing this would happen.

I don't recall you being ever my to take advice from me.

Or anyone.

You set out to humiliate me.

Well, sir, we shall see who is humiliated.

Lord Sam, we've sent you to enter, sir.

He's expecting you.

Who is it?

You know what's been done to that ship.

I heard reports.

It was unseeworthy.

So much for compromise.

I now request a more suitable ship.

And I want cook, replaced.

Oh dear fellow.

I just like the idea of spending two years at Seabodym after this.

If he has to sail, then it must be under my command.

I did, Joseph.

Or else by God I withdraw from the voyage.

Are you going to allow that, Johnny?

The whole of England is aware that I am to sail to the Antipodes.

Oh, the rather sail is quite capable of taking me.

Now it comes to this.

Cook can be replaced.

I can't.

I find myself in the most extraordinary, difficult situation.

Where can become quite simple?

Dismiss him.

No.

Then advise him he sails under my orders.

No.

I assure you, my dear friend, I am quite determined.

I will withdraw.

I think you must.

What?

Withdraw.

Since you forced me to choose between you and James Cook,

I choose Cook.

You can't mean it.

Of course I mean it.

What?

Project the finest sailor in the land.

There would be uproar and parliament.

With great regret, I accept your offer not to go on the voyage.

If I lose your friendship, it would be a pity.

If I lose Cook, it could be a calamity.

Good day to you.

Breeds?

Dismissed?

Dear quarters?

Stand by the cast off.

Aye aye, sir.

I left tenorfono.

This is Mr. Raine on force, botanist.

It's on George.

Mr. Wales, astronomer.

Gentlemen.

The tenorfono will captain an escarcher, Picha, Miss Edmond.

I should be a stern of you gentlemen.

All the way I trust.

No, no!

I don't want to be a gentleman.

Corporal Gibson.

Yes, sir.

Your report got me promoted.

You put in all the good bits and left out all the bad.

I hear you volunteered.

Yes, sir.

Well, it's good to have your bar.

Thank you, sir.

Well, say on the head, Mr. Clark.

Full sail captain.

Pass you south.

But, dear, eh, keep down.

And after that.

Ah, we shall see.

Yes, sir.

It's impossible.

I insist I shall most certainly complain.

What's the matter, Mr. Foster?

Reinhard Foster, have you done mine?

What's the problem, Mr. Perry?

A gentleman doesn't like his cabin.

It has insufficient fresh air.

This damn Ben Maudie.

I wish to acquire the sick band's stead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That request is refused.

I shall pay you.

Thank you.

I can afford it.

No.

No, but it was the admirty in King George from our return that you were rude and uncooperative.

You must most certainly do so.

You depend on it.

Remember, Mr. Banks, young William?

Oh, yes, sir.

Typical man.

He rests up all the time, selfish, domineering.

But he had one redeeming feature.

He had charm.

Oh, go into the bedroom, make sure to distract him.

I shall join your presently.

Where was I?

To his Majesty King George III, your most esteemed Highness.

I have, after due consideration, reluctantly decided not to sail with James Cook.

I shall make another journey less arduous, for Cook intends to void of daunting immensity,

beyond where man has ever sailed.

He is without doubt our greatest discoverer.

No matter what rumour may have reached your ears, sir, I wish him well.

Bye, so to fall down.

Half a point of starboard, how's this?

Strike all sail!

What? All the way up, close at that time. Ready or load the route.

Make some start, then out of the front.

May sign of the adventure.

Well, sight of his air a few minutes ago.

Losing her certain, I'm trusting the part.

We ship to North East, I think, sir.

No, bye, both, sir.

What's happening?

Oh, you lost?

Get up, the death, please, Mr. Reinhold Forst, don't you?

Fire the signal's range, every adventure on your order, left on a coupe, pal.

Aye, sir.

What's the evidence going on?

We're trying to run the ship, mister. Get the hell off the quarter deck.

Shut that. One of my officers said it worth my approval, now off the deck, sir, before you fall overboard.

Oh, dare you.

I'll get pushed.

Gentlemen, Allen, sorry, sir. Fire signal, Boston. Aye, aye, sir.

Number three, gun.

Boy!

We've lost them.

So, on top of everything else, we've lost the other ship.

Don't worry.

Whatever can we find on this? We can't and shan't try.

And we are alone here in this godforsaken frozen place.

Yes, sir. Alone.

No help if drab a strikes.

I suppose we had an ice-bait.

I swear, sir, if you are not a better company, I shall eat in my cup.

You'd wish I am concerned for our safety.

Both of them. Resting. He's been on watch for 18 hours.

The ship struck what hope would we have.

What hope, Lieutenant?

Very little. Do excuse me.

We're here as botanists. Can we not do our work?

Must you make us so disliked?

It's a truce that is like...

Trues as we could be in danger.

Our lives jeopardized by the man's recklessness.

Very slow drift, sir. Sounds so waste.

Have you taken soundings?

Still too deep, sir. We can't find bottom.

If our seems to be lifting... Yes, sir. It is.

We won't find fur now.

He has my chance and his orders. We'll meet him in Queen Charlotte's own three months from now.

What's the matter, sir?

That is like Colin Page's.

I call the surgeon. It's nothing, Mr. Park.

He's asleep.

I'll have an exam in it tomorrow.

The phone Technologies

I'm going to be in the car!

Look! She's alive! She's in the car!

I'm going to be in the car!

Don't say you're supposed to clown.

Nothing!

Scurvy.

How many ills?

Only four, sir. Not many.

One is too many.

They must be forced, Mr. Ferno, to take lemon juice,

marmalade of carrot, sauerkraut,

to eat the celery grass fresh meat and fish.

They require example and orfonnet in a you-see to it.

And keep the ship clean.

Now, why did you strip down the rigging?

Crow-tired, Captain. I hope to winter here.

Well, you rewearing the ship, sir, as fast as you were able.

I sense all my people to help you.

There are no winter quarters on this voyage, Lieutenant.

We are to sail east, out here, to try to prove to the world

that Dowlarimple's south land does not exist

then north that take on stores and repair the ship's winter.

Mr. Ferno, we have no time for winter.

Good. It's much improvement.

And I can stop taking that potion you prescribed for me.

No, sir.

Oh, God, Steve, Mr. Perry, what is it?

Never mind.

I'm just doing you good.

Oh.

Well, how many sick?

Twenty, sir.

Twenty.

And how many else could I get?

No more of them, sir.

And they cook his dead.

Yes, well, that may be a blessing.

I told you what one must be done.

I tried, sir.

Not tired enough.

You run a slack ship, Mr. Ferno.

How is that, sir?

Do you?

Then it will do your luck because I certainly shall.

I've done my best.

I'll be damned if you have!

Can you obey the orders and fed them a score because there will be no need

to signify the hope, no reason to change course.

But you have left me little choice, Mr. Ferno.

The men will die unless we find land.

No, Mr. Ferno, you have not done your best at all!

Is your mother at home?

Ask her.

Tell her Joe Banks has come to make amends.

Oh, I made a fool of myself.

I'll never admit that outside this house.

I'll deny it if you ever quote me.

Oh, that disagreement seems so long ago now.

Thank you.

I miss him, Mom.

No more than I.

I almost hoped you'd win, but he would not go.

At least this is to be his last voyage, he promised me.

I know his plans for it.

It will be the last great voyage anyone ever makes.

After this, I doubt there will be much to discover.

Then perhaps I shall have my husband to myself.

Why did you come today?

I had this letter from him.

Written a year ago, brought by trading ship from the Cape.

I wanted to tell someone who better than you.

I am grieved that circumstances created a coolness between us.

I have too many obligations to you and too much regard for you to cease calling you friend.

A generous letter like the man.

I would to God I could reply.

I would, above all, that I was there with him.

He probably wanted to leave.

Taste, Market.

I am not a fan of the people of the world.

I am not a fan of the people of the world.

I am not a fan of the people of the world.

Stop it today.

King Toussé, welcome to Tahiti.

And say you a great friend of all Tahiti.

Welcome.

My thanks and greetings to King Tous.

And to you, O'ar.

And to all the chiefs.

But, um...

What have Queen O'Borea?

Is she... is she dead?

I'm not a poor girl.

A poor girl?

A poor girl, she's a tiny man.

I think so.

Well, well, well, as I can tell.

She's been deposed.

BORR!

BORR!

BORR!

BORR!

I'm going to win this.

Come on, boy.

I'm going to win this.

Go, Queen.

Disgusting.

Oh, what is, Mr. Ryan, old Vostam?

These people and your men's lewd behavior.

Why, through your vaulting.

I really cannot tolerate any more of this.

A morality that's licentiousness.

Am I may scatting?

You cannot control your men.

My men's have been at sea a long time.

That's hardly an excuse for this excess.

My son and I wish to return to the ship.

Well, most try to do so tactfully.

But...

Well, try not to give offense to our hosts.

You responded to me, sir.

Our hosts, as you call them.

Our ignorant savages come, George.

I am sorry, Captain.

So am I.

I'm fighting even the officers.

Total leg of morale, consulting.

I shall make a full report on my return.

Give offense indeed.

It is very old, friend.

We've got to come along.

George?

The

So soon, Captain.

Two days, Mr. Foner.

The moment all our stores would avoid.

You make your ship ready.

My men were benefiting greatly from the rest of Shorsen.

Yes, I dare say.

If we overstay here, we risk next winter in the ice.

Two days, Mr. Foner.

See that your ship is ready.

Ah, sir.

Where did you get it?

I traded it for three shirt bumps.

They say I was cheated.

And you wish to bring it back with us?

Certainly.

You have no objection?

No, no, no.

Yes, I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I hope you won't...

You won't...

You...

Yup!

Yup!

All the way back to England!

Cosí, but...

He is nervous, he said.

Well done.

I...

...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

I...

...

I...

I...

I...

Queen O'Baretha, how did you find her?

I just kept asking round the villages.

Well, like we thought, there was a rebellion.

She was banished.

You tell the Queen that we're glad to see her.

She may no longer be the Queen, but she is still our friend.

Sir.

Oi, it's O'Baretha.

Oi, it's O'Baretha.

Oi, it's O'Baretha.

My name is O'Baretha.

Oi, it's O'Baretha.

At least right on foster complaints are great, you less, since he got his dog?

Had what a cast was the way and what a cast.

Have the one stand by the trim together.

Man the braces?

I'm someone to charge those butt-clothes.

Oi, sir.

Oi, I'm on the way.

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h Listen, too, I will tell you.

I'm a mad driver.

Go on, everything. Go. It's all right.

Go, brother. Come on.

Come on.

No. Nothing.

No side of them.

When the wind's favourables, sir...

Shall we search for them?

But I'll they will find them.

I cannot even guess which way is gone.

I'm inclined to think from now on.

We're done.

You can have both of these.

This morning I found the stems of the leaves.

It's a common tool white.

It's quite low than I could've used one's leaves.

Mr. Banks?

My dear Lieutenant Gore.

Mr. Banks.

I had your note.

Shall we walk?

So?

The Navy has posted you into semi retirement on half pay.

Yes, sir.

I heard it, but I could scarcely believe it.

You should be with James Cook.

What did I wear?

And why are you not?

And why on half pay?

I'm American born, sir.

Sir.

It's not easy being such in his majesty's navy in these troubled times.

Oh, it truly won't come to war.

I know there are skirmishes.

They refuse to play their taxes, but not war.

Let us hope not.

In the meantime, my career is...

Inconvenienced.

That's unjust.

Commander Cook asked for me and he was offered Lieutenant Ferno.

He wanted to argue the matter, but there'd already been much argument.

Mr. Gore, I have chanted a brig for a voyage to Iceland.

Would you consider command?

I would be grateful, but...

No, no.

I'll arrange it.

Lord Soundmer jose me that much.

The end of the month?

I thank you.

Perhaps it will compensate us for where we would both rather be.

Hey, Donnie, get down.

Are you that down here, Captain?

I need to put your hand on your phone.

That section.

You think HMS Adventure is lost, sir?

Ah, truth, Charlie.

She's not sung her with a devil, you can be.

I know greater respect for Ferno's.

I know that you can't be.

I know that you can't be.

I know greater respect for Ferno's.

The arrangement was clear.

To put in here, the Queen Charlotte Sound is in it last time.

How many more weeks will we wait for him?

I can't wait any longer.

Get rid of the sail on tomorrow's time.

Yes, sir.

I must head south to the polar regions again before the worst of winter.

I trust your safe, and we'll find this message in the place we arranged.

Proceed to England, if you are able, and be kind enough to give word of my good health to my wife.

I'm shocked.

I'm important to learn.

We are going into the polar regions again.

And now let's go to...

Sir, I cannot possibly hold a conversation with you unless you have a chance to get to the polar region again.

You have to go to the polar region again.

I have to remind you that the prime purpose of this voyage is not collecting plants.

The laws of the Admiralty sent me to the polar region again.

I have to remind you that the prime purpose of this voyage is not collecting plants.

The prime purpose of this voyage is not collecting plants.

The laws of the Admiralty sent me to map as close to the south pole as possible, and map I intend to.

And your dogs are as just pissed on my fruit.

I have to remind you that the prime purpose of this voyage is not collecting plants.

The prime purpose of this voyage is not collecting plants.

Charlie, yes sir.

Not only to go further south, but the only one has before.

But as far as it is possible to go.

I think we've reached a place. I think so, sir.

Give the order to either ship north.

Captain, you're ill. Give the order, Mr. Clark!

Mr. Clark, stand by to go about life. Ready, old prices, but regardless, come on.

Captain, come on.

How is he? He's worse.

William says he's close to dying.

Then do something!

Damn, you watch. His whole system has broken down.

I've no treatment. We've no fresh food, no meat, no pottery to give him.

Well, saltbrations were killing, but without food he'll die.

Don't tell me to do something.

Keep this animal out. Must have quiet. Follow.

I know you. That's a bit of cold seas.

Bait, we're using. What's to become of us if he dies?

Shut your mouth. He won't die.

Bloody well, can't die.

He's bleeding internally. What can you do? Nothing.

The instruments or the skin? They're praying for him.

This godless heathen crew are saying prayers. I have said a few myself.

Sir, there's still no change, Mr. Foster. Mr. Reinhold.

The whole story can be insist. I want to help.

That's very kind of you, but nothing can be done.

No, I disagree. I studied science, remember? He must be fed broth.

Unless he takes nourishment, he will die.

Sir, don't you think I know that? We have tried catching fish without success.

I know what he needs, and I don't need to be told by you.

Please. I said I'm trying to help.

Where are we, Johnny? About four days sale of Southwest Cape, sir.

Don't talk. Eat. What's the prevailing wind?

What's our westerly, sir? Blast the wind. Another.

It's a good nurse, you know, Mr. Barry.

What's the matter? It's tasty.

I think I could eat some more.

He's kept down another meal. Another? That's two days now.

And he hates some meat. He said he was hungry.

Thank you.

Sir. Looking well, sir. Thank you, Mr. Clann.

Feeling better, sir? Oh, really?

What's the car, sir? East by an officer. Seven points.

Latitude 44 South. Launching.

I feel quite unnecessary.

I am glad to be here.

I'm glad to be here.

I'm glad to be here.

I am glad to be here.

I am glad it worked.

I believe I'm indebted to you. A broth I'm told you learned of is a science, student.

Yes?

Mr. Barry gives you all the credit, but refuses to tell me the content of this elixir here.

It is of no count. Thick broth and fresh meat. That's what was essential to save you.

Mr. Reinhard Foster.

Where's that dog of yours?

Your life was more important.

Excuse me.

You said it was tasty, sir.

Ah, it was.

Oh, no.

Jimmy, how old are you?

It's him.

Come on, Mr. Cor.

Mr. Cor.

Mrs. Cor.

I heard you were abroad. Come in.

Thank you.

You'll stay and have a meal with us, I hope.

I'd be pleased, Matt.

Sit down.

Thank you.

And how was your voyage with Mr. Banks?

Oh, well, agreeable.

Surprisingly, sir.

I'm glad.

I came today, ma'am, because there's news.

Of James?

In a manner of speaking.

The escort ship HMS Adventure has come home.

Alone?

Yes, ma'am.

She docked him Plymouth and the news was received in London yesterday.

But why alone? What happened?

It seems they lost contact. There was a storm.

But they had provision for this. A rendezvous arranged James told me.

He never wanted to say all those seas again.

He said without an escort ship.

Left-hand and ferno reports he went back to the rendezvous.

Queen Charlotte South. The captain was gone.

Well.

South.

Towards the ice.

But the message he left to Fenno said he was in good help.

I was asked to convey that to you.

I wish the god the navy had sent you to command the other vessel.

No more than I do now.

I swear he'll never go to sea without me again.

That won't be possible.

Or necessary.

This is to be his last voyage.

I have his word on that.

And I intend Mr. Gore to hold into it.

I've had enough years alone.

Tell the captain I'm sick of the whole voyage.

You realize this will be our south Christmas at sea?

But no, no, no, no, no. I've never committed myself to this venture.

He's homesick.

Exhausted.

He said it will soon be our third Christmas at sea.

Ferno and the adventure should be home by now.

Perhaps.

That's in everyone's mind.

Have we done enough, Charlie?

Have we done all they asked of us?

More.

January 1st, 1775.

We have crossed from New Zealand to South America

in our third and final sweep across this great ocean.

I flatter myself that the intention of the voyage

as in every respect been fully answered.

And we have chartered and explored all the southern hemisphere

and everything that exists in it.

It is time at last to think of home.

Our flag was red.

We now present.

We all like home a race.

All our fathers.

We all like home.

We all panted.

Ferno has been full of Sleigh.

And won't thou ever wonder?

Once again we lay

From the book of Ecclesiasticus,

and they were the honor of their generation,

and the glory of the time.

Let us therefore, with grateful praise and heartfelt thanks,

to Almighty God.

Three years and 18 days, I counted every one of them.

Like heaven's I shall never have to do that again.

Will I?

Well done, James.

My lord's gentleman, a most remarkable voyage has ended.

James Cook has come home because he has mapped the world.

There is almost nothing left to explore.

He has charted the polar regions at all the islands that lie in the south seas,

has crossed the world from the Cape of Good Hope to Cape Horn,

and onwards to Good Hope again to complete his second-circuit navigation of the earth.

There has never been such a journey of discovery before,

nor can there ever be again.

The truly outstanding feat of navigation and exploration, pity his successes.

He has left them nothing to do except praise him.

But we are here to note perhaps the most celebrated thing about James Cook's voyage.

In all the three years and 18 days, he lost only one man through sickness,

and that not through scurvy.

He is the great pride that I have been asked to announce for his work of astronomy,

for his seamanship, and in particular for his elimination of the dread disease of scurvy,

that James Cook has been elected a fellow of the Royal Society.

And he has been awarded the Copley Gold Medal our highest honour.

We are most pleased to welcome you, and your madam,

your voyages have given us renown, your journals and logs have given us great enjoyment.

We trust there to be published.

I intend so, Your Majesty.

What do you think of this war with the American colonists?

I only heard of it on my return, Sire.

We are burned in effigy in Boston, an outrage.

Oh, yes, indeed.

Will you take a fleet to see and dispatch our enemies?

Oh, well, I...

With respect to your Majesty...

Will he?

My husband has only just returned.

From years abroad, Sire, I believe he is to be granted honourable retirement.

Ah, true?

Yes, Your Majesty.

Pity?

A reward for many years of service, Sire.

Even so, we trust that your retirement will not prove too tedious.

Ah, particularly as we are pleased to announce your promotion to a post-captain of our Royal Navy.

I am honoured, Sire.

Will deserved, madam.

And apart from my writing and my scientific activities,

I manage cue gardens for His Majesty.

It's a full life, James.

I want you to become of you.

Oh, this talk of a sinicure, a post-it Greenwich, a position ashore.

Elizabeth will be pleased.

Erm...

I believe she's still the same, outspoken Eliza.

Nothing will change that.

My friend, you have spent six of the past seven years at sea.

Two great voyagers.

Now it's time to rest.

They make me sound like a veteran ship at the line.

Beached up to long service.

You have a lovely wife and two sons. It's time to think of them.

I don't.

I worry for Elizabeth's future.

I've seen too many sailors, widows, into the arms house.

No nonsense you've used to live.

Besides, England would never allow it.

Oh, England hasn't times passed.

I need to secure her future.

Then live in honourable retirement.

That's the future she wants for you.

Come on, come on, come on.

Wake up.

Captain of the Royal Greenwich Hospital.

If you'll take it, it's not retirement.

I'd found it.

Well, it's hardly active service.

James, we want you to be comfortable.

Come, let me show you the accommodation.

Come on.

A splendid suite of rules.

Your own entrance.

And a fine view of the river.

Very fine.

Servants, light fire, all provided.

200 pounds of your salary and a shilling and toughens a day table.

More money than we've ever known, Sir Hugh.

Certainly captains for a payman.

And might you, he's James, while you prepare your journal of the voyage

for publication?

I'm grateful.

This rather grand apartment, the right to publish my papers

and to receive the proper supply.

Someone could have been more kindly treated.

I, uh, I expect it either.

And I will find it a trifle or inspiring to live here.

I used to simple affair.

I'll cottage at my land as certainly cosier.

Live in steply by all means.

But at least occupy the rooms, James.

Edit your papers here.

That is, if you accept the post of Captain of the Royal

Hospital.

I accept.

OK?

So,

Blimey, it is.

It's Blingy's.

Well, it is indeed.

Oh, welcome aboard, sir.

Thank you, Gibson.

Dick of duty.

Yes, sir. Been some bleed and thieving.

Well, the old ship's looking a bit for law.

When does she go in for a refit?

Well, he's talked, sir, any day.

But he is a busy fitting out vessel for the American War.

And making fat profits, they are?

You well, Captain.

Yes. Thank you.

No more of that stomach sickness.

That nearly did you in.

Oh, no, since it's an exaggeration. I'd rather it wasn't mentioned.

Yes, sir.

How are you? I've never felt better.

Oh, well, that's good.

Any likelihood of you taking the ship out again?

No.

Don't think so.

The gossip is we might go looking for the North West Passage.

Oh, yeah, it's possible.

You reckon it exists, sir?

I don't know.

I truly don't, sir.

Sir Francis Drake dreamed all of it he'd ever found it.

Hudson, Robeshire, Spanish, the Russians, they've all surged.

Sea passage through the Top of the Americas.

Gateway to China.

I'm too old.

I have a handsome retirement and a splendid view.

So you just come up all this way just to Mosey around for old times, okay?

That's right. That's precisely all it was.

Don't you start any river talk?

Oh, no, sir. No. I'll tell him.

No, you just come see if the old oak was still afloat.

Well, you tell him that, sir.

That's all it was.

Oh, God!

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I'm a monster!

I'm a monster!

Come on, baby!

Come on, baby!

Come on, baby!

Come on, baby!

Come on, baby!

Come on!

Sure.

Did you know we all kiss like that in the company?

Come on, baby!

Come on, baby!

It's a Rupert Bourner!

Baby, sir, we don't go shouting names all over the shop in this club.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Have you seen old sandwich?

Sandwich!

The fourth of all, bound to be upstairs,

blown some dainty furrow.

Sandwich is trickier than a monkey and more letcherous than a goat dain.

I thought you and sandwich had a poor adult.

How long ago, Sir Rupert?

In London they say sandwich is so devious.

He's the only man that can walk down both sides of a street at the same.

Time!

I get yourself a wedge bag to splinter to go around.

There's an orgy, little.

We're here.

Oh, nice.

Oh, welcome, Joseph, to the most exclusive club in England.

Well, now I know what half the parliament does with their evenings.

We'll find you a choice, morsel, later on.

I need to talk to you.

I need your influence with Cook.

So?

Why, your own is considerable.

The king is insistent that Navy sent two ships to search for the Northwest Passage.

Well, Cook has retired from the sea. What's it to do with him?

Damn it, you know he's the logical man to command.

I know he's tired. He's been ill.

You can't ask him?

Of course I can't. I must not be seen to ask.

It would be most unpopular in the parliament.

Well, that's it.

But you can ask.

No! I won't do it.

Confound it, Joseph.

No, he's done enough. Find another commander.

There isn't one to match him.

It's not yet known, but £20,000 is voted as a prize for finding it.

A fine handsome son?

But it's not right.

Damn your schemes, Johnny.

I won't help you.

Hitty, you were determined on that voyage.

And I mean to have Cook command it.

Not with Mike and Ivan's.

There are other ways.

You're going for a right to know for a little kiss.

I can't tempt you to stay.

I'd rather not be beholden to you.

Longitude.

Yes, Pabar, the science of the measurement of longitude,

as defies by Mr. Charles Dreen and Captain James Cork.

All right.

And all the other cadets looked at me when it was announced

that that would be the lesson.

And what did you do?

Went red in the face for long.

And then, after drill, we had a lesson on the North-West Passage.

What about it?

We drew maps of where it was supposed to be.

Can I show you, Father?

Your soup will get cold.

I have it with me, you know.

Oh, let me see.

That's very good, James.

This is where it's supposed to be.

But for 200 years, nearly 50 attempts have been made,

and no one has yet found a way through.

That's why they've offered a reward of 20,000 pounds.

How much is 20,000 pounds?

It's more money than we'll ever see or need.

Now, finish your soup.

Charlie!

Captain!

Come in.

Oh, I'm well looked after Charlie.

I should hope so.

And now that you command a hospital,

I trust you've had a full medical examination.

Down since I'm fit, I've had no more trouble.

Commander Hospital indeed.

It's a far cry.

No more wind and stars, Charlie.

Now rigging for the creek of Wet Timber.

I watch the great ships of war going down river

to fight with the Americas.

And I edit my papers.

And my wife is content.

I hear they take you two vessels.

Yes, sir.

You'll command one of them.

Yes.

And delighted you got your own ship at last.

Your third voyage around the world, Charlie.

My first without you.

And the price of 20,000 pounds if you succeed.

A lot depends on who leads us.

Lord Sandrich said it is not yet resolved

who will take the expedition out.

Who else?

For God's sake, who else is there?

Charles Clark himself?

Lieutenant Ferno, John Gore.

Bring Wallace back from America.

Don't talk nonsense.

They're all good men.

You know as well as I do, there is only one man.

I don't like it.

Why not?

Well, he gave his word to his wife.

Too long, voyagers.

It's enough to ask of any man.

He's no longer young.

A strain of command.

You're determined to exhibit your conscience

for a soldier applauded.

I care about him.

And I admire him.

Which would he respond to, do you think?

Your concern or my admiration?

An ambitious man, whose spirit cannot be contained

in the entire Southern Hemisphere, put out to pasture

in the confines of Greenwich Hospital.

Which of us is his real friend, Palisor?

You who wants to leave him in his dull retreats?

Or I who hand him a last chance at glory?

Fan words, my lord.

We both know the culture of the world.

And I know it's my lord.

We both know the cooks exploits of a dawn jaw term of office.

We both know.

If the passage is there, Cook will find it.

If not, he will bring his ship's safe home.

He has to command.

And you'll offer it.

Nothing so obvious.

I have my faults, I admit,

but I do know how to handle men like James Cook.

Wait a minute.

Before we can go.

Don't you let them talk down to you.

Hey.

Well, you know, of course, that you're contentedly retired.

Oh.

Too long voyages enough to ask of any man.

Indeed it is.

But what voyages?

Which is why, my dear Cook, I thought that over a friendly meal together,

you could give us the benefit of your advice.

Of not by all names.

We don't meet socially often enough, you would die.

And the enjoyment of dining with you is an added inducement

to seek your counsel.

Now, if an expedition is prepared to go to search for the Northwest Passage,

what plan would you recommend the voyage commander adopt?

Two ships?

Certainly two ships.

Your would be cold cats.

Of course.

Side insists.

The resolution needs a refit, but she would be suitable.

Good.

Now the approach by the Magellan Strait at Cape Hall.

No, sir.

By the prevailing winds to the Cape of Good Hope, water and refit at Cape Town,

Winter Base here, no Tahiti, or the friendly islands,

giving two Arctic summers to search for the passage where it is most likely to be here.

No.

Forget me, but that is what I would tell.

Oh, and the contrary, what you would do is exactly what we want to hear.

Hey, Penisor?

Yes.

Agreed, Stevens?

Absolutely.

The sailing strategy, it makes a good sense.

It should.

No one knows that ocean better than James.

I'm gladly advised whoever you choose to lead.

Which brings us to the heart of the matter.

You may leave us.

Now, uh, just between the four of us, who would you select?

Or would I?

Yes, as leader.

Well, I imagine your launch has someone in mind.

Charles, you're a great one.

Charles, Clark.

What about Clark?

Fine sailor, spending companion, I trust him with my life.

But does he have the dignity?

It's not a quality, I associate with him, no.

But does Gore have it off furlough?

Not furlough, no, I wouldn't recommend him.

But Gore?

Gore's an American and we're war with him.

He could sail, but not lead.

Then who?

Give me a name?

Who has the stature and the judgment?

You know the weight of duties that face a great commander.

You know better than I can tell you that a commander lives alone

amid a hundred men with all their lives in his hands.

He has to be a diplomat, an astronomer, and navigate.

Who in the entire kingdom is there with these qualities?

Except you, of course.

Are you, um, asking me to nominate my son?

I'd put him fair.

Do you wish me to take the voyage?

We have no right to ask it.

You're a child, a

I've been ill.

Do you wish it my lord?

Naturally.

Because if so, if you made it, then I'll go.

Now, think carefully.

I have.

Of your own sake, don't be hasty.

No, no, if you, if you really need me, then I'll accept command.

Surely, my friend.

Yes?

I have.

James.

You're quite certain.

Yes, I'm certain.

Final voyage?

Finish the job.

Bye.

Bye.

Good.

Then with great humility, we accept your offer.

His Majesty will be delighted.

Gentlemen, I give you Captain James Cole.

Captain James Cole.

A remarkable evening, James.

An eventful one.

When would you sail?

The Hornecks April.

That should be time enough.

Whatever you wish will be done, your choice of ships and men.

And my porcipriented when I return.

And the secure future for my family.

I guarantee you.

The news will thrill all none.

Not all.

Obliged me and keep the matter private for the present.

Until when?

Until I can find the courage to break the news to my wife.

Oh, certainly.

Good day, sir.

Good day, sir.

Good day, sir.

Good day, sir.

Good day, sir.

Congratulations.

I'm not interested in this soft soil.

Yeah.

James, my dear friend.

Come in.

I have something to show you.

Observe our humble red brush tree.

Transported from Botany Bay.

Henceforth known, I'm delighted to say,

as Banksier Sorato.

Is what I hear true?

What do you hear?

That you have accepted command of a new void?

Two ships and a purse of 20,000 pounds to find the Northwest passport.

No Lord's amaged, both to achieve what no one else in the kingdom could.

And persuaded you.

Yes, but his lordship gossiped too readily.

I hoped it was not true.

Why?

No, because you've done enough.

It's time to enjoy the rest of your life, as sure are.

What does Elizabeth say?

Well, like you, she will no doubt disapprove.

She does not yet know.

Any announcement was to have waited until I acquainted with my decision.

It should be soon.

I doubt if such news can be kept secret, not for long.

No.

I was merely awaiting the right moment.

Oh, rather you than me.

And dear sir, you have no advice on how to impart such information.

None whatsoever.

No, I thought not.

On the braces, attend the tomb.

Clothes on.

Captain.

Hey, Jim, Le'Nine.

One, two, three, lift.

Come for your lap.

So? You're back?

Yes.

What about you, man?

Come below. Let's talk.

What else? You'll do, man.

There's a great deal to be done.

Extensive repairs are not many once before we seal.

I'm honored you asked for me, sir.

Well, be easy to have the ship made ready.

The Navy yards are full while making a fat profit from the war.

The Americans. Captain.

I heard what you said.

It's not been easy being an American in the King's Navy the past few years.

I can imagine.

So I'm grateful you chose me.

I choose my officers for their sealmanship, not for any other reason.

Can't we understand that?

Yes, sir.

Now, you can start to raise a crew, Mr. Gort.

I'm commanded to other duties.

What duties, sir?

I'm ordered to have a port, true painted.

But a noun, Mr. Nathaniel Dance, wishes my attendance in the apartments of the Royal Hospital at Greenwich.

If you require me, I shall be sitting and suffering there.

What do you have?

Don't turn your head, sir.

Kindly remains still.

I'm trying to remain still.

I need to know what Mr. Gaudel thinks of my journal.

You need to hold your head at the required angle, sir.

His Majesty, the King and Mr. Banks have commissioned your portrait.

I'm aware of it, Mr. Dance.

Can Mr. Gaudel comment on my writing?

If it doesn't turn your head.

Well, indeed it may.

I'm greatly impressed.

We shall publish this work, Captain.

As it stands.

Certainly. As it stands.

Don't alter your expression, Captain.

Mr. Dance, did you hear what he said?

He intends to publish.

As it stands.

Your head, sir.

I beg your pardon.

Now we'll have further meetings before your departure, Captain.

I'm greatly obliged to you, Mr. Gaudel.

You know the celebrated painter, Mr. Dance?

Indeed.

Madam.

Forgive the interruption, Mr. Dance.

My husband is so occupied of late, I rarely see him.

Tell me, James.

And please, don't lie.

Am I the last?

A very last in all London to know.

If you won't forgive me, I can hardly blame you.

But I didn't try to tell you.

I tried a number of times.

And each day and each week I became more difficult.

I dare say it or mew is the admiralty.

Cook is going on another of his three-year voyages.

And he hasn't yet remembered to tell his wife.

Whatever you see is justified.

Whatever I say is wasted.

We talk this over you and I.

We agreed.

Two long absences were enough.

You gave me a promise there would be no more.

Yes, yes, I did.

Oh, I regret that.

You think I would have welcomed this child if I'd known?

The truth is family life is not enough for you.

It never has been.

That isn't so.

Why turn your back on me and our sons and all the things you've wanted all your life.

Being secure and known and recognize wherever you go.

You did want those things, James.

Yes, yes.

Always.

And now they're yours.

And they're not enough.

If I'm to have any peace I have to know why.

You mustn't help me.

I'm afraid.

God.

I'm afraid.

Nothing will last.

The fame is just an illusion.

History will find me lacking.

I don't want to be derided in years to come as the man who accomplished nothing.

The dear God, you spent your whole life accomplishing things.

Negative things.

Disproving mythical continents.

Not having the Pacific, knowing that the Dutch, the Spanish, the poetry keys are all there before me.

Even New South Wales.

Damn peer discovered it first.

I find the Northwest Passage.

That will set the seal and will finish the job.

Be my epitaph.