Original subtitles

Now the vessel is not spacious enough, therefore must be changed.

When you address petition the admirative, because I intend to sail in the ship,

make your message as this gone.

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 find myself in the most extraordinary difficult situation.

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

I will withdraw.

I think you must.

What?

January 1st, 1775.

We have crossed from New Zealand to South America in a third and final sweep across this great ocean.

I flatter myself that the intention of the voyage has in every respect been fully answered.

And we have chartered and explored all the southern hemisphere and everything that existed.

It is time, at last, to think of home.

My nought, gentlemen.

A most remarkable voyage has ended.

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

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

Oh, well, I know.

With respect to your majesty?

He has only just returned.

From years abroad, Sire.

I believe my husband is to be granted honourable retirement.

Even Stephanie, by all means, you can at least occupy the ruins, James.

Here are your payments here.

That is if you accept the post of Captain of the Royal Hospital.

Live, Aes!

He played music.

It is indeed.

Oh, welcome aboard, sir.

Thank you, Gibson.

You, well, Captain.

Yes? Thank you.

Well, now more of that stomach sickness.

At nearly did you in?

I was.

The exaggeration, brother, it wasn't mentioned.

Yes, sir.

Any likelihood of you taking the ship out again?

No.

I don't think so.

The gossip is we might go looking for the Northwest Passage.

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.

No more wind or stars, Charlie.

No rigging for the creek of Wet Timber.

I watched the great ships of war going down river,

fighting for the Americas.

And I edit my papers.

And my wife is content.

If the passage is there, cook will find it.

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

He has to come out.

Do you wish it, my lord?

Do you wish me to take the voyage?

Naturally.

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

I hoped it were not true.

Why?

Because you've done enough.

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

What is Elizabeth saying?

Well, I give she will no doubt disapprove.

She doesn't yet know.

Any announcement was to wait until I had acquainted her with my decision.

I should not delay.

I doubt that such news can be kept secret. Not for long.

No.

Well, I was merely awaiting the right moment.

Rather you than me.

If I'm to have any peace I have to know, you must tell me.

If I find the north-vis passage that would set the seal,

it would finish the job.

Be mine.

Enough.

Please, let go.

Listen to my voice.

I have to come back.

I have to come back.

Come back.

I have to come back.

I have to come back.

I have to come back.

It's not a lie, sir.

Chipsmaster William lie.

Very proud to serve under your command, sir.

How come aboard, Mr. Bligh?

My executive officer, Mr. Gore.

Sir.

You come well recommended, Mr. Bligh.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You know, Commander Clark, who will captain the escort,

Chief Duscobra. Indeed I do, sir.

I was pleased to congratulate the commander on his recent promotion.

Yeah, may I perhaps have permission to inspect the ship, sir?

I only, Mr. Bligh. Thanks, sir.

Carry on, Mr. Bligh.

Sir.

It's younger than I expected.

Twenty-one, sir. Highly commended by Captain Palliser and Lord Sandwich.

I could never get her, I've heard.

Oh, we'll see.

Let me just say, before our correct young Columbus returns, how glad I am we three sailed together.

Like old times.

I couldn't be happier.

That goes for us, sir.

Without saying, we're convinced the Northwest Passage exists, sir, and you'll find it.

Yes, Mr. Bligh.

Big pardon, sir, but there's someone here who demands to see you.

Who? A constable from the King's bench, sir.

Send him in.

Yes, or do you want?

Sir, I've got a warrant and bound to execute for the rest of Charles Clark.

Charles Clark.

Yes?

Just a moment, if you'll please, on who's authority.

By all of the justice of the King's bench, he's to be apprehended and taken into custody.

James, I've just come from the prison. Have you been here? Have you seen that place?

There are mere to disgrace. He's incarcerated with seems and murders.

I'm using my influence to have him moved.

We'd use it in set and free.

Unfortunately, even my influence does not extend that far.

It seems there is a case to answer.

What case?

Oh, Clark guaranteed his brother's debts. His brother left the country owing large sums of money, so Charlie has beholden.

Well, that's not a crime.

I think not. But the justices have convicted him.

And sentenced him. It'll take time to free him from that awful place.

It's unfortunate, but you will have to sail without him.

No.

I beg your pardon.

I said no, my lord.

Oh, wait.

Oh, how long?

For as long as I am able. James, I do sympathize, but you couldn't miss the Arctic summer.

You must sail. We'll do our best for Clark.

I said, I'll wait. And this.

You prefer someone else and take the voyage?

Idea of hell don't be ridiculous. And I'll wait.

Besides, the resolution needs more time in the dock guards.

A work so far leaves much to be desired.

My solicitation's to Elizabeth.

Thank you.

I'm concerned for him. He looks tired.

Nonsense. It's the worry of the matter. Commander Clark is a close friend.

Oh, granted.

But the James Cook, I remember, would not have waited for any man, even a friend like Clark.

Look at that. A shroud, slack, tough, but dangerous.

Paintwork, shot, disgraceful.

If you get a gun below, it's worse.

Right. Now, look at this. Over here.

It's rotten timber, loose-cocking, bad tar. The hull is unsound and dangerous.

If Captain Kirkness had his way, that's enough for me.

You know the Captain's something here for weeks. He's busy in London.

And you're taking advantage of his absence.

You're too high on my knee, Mr. Gloie. You're a Captain, trust me.

Well, then he's unwise, sir.

I'm a carry-on, sir. I don't like your tone.

And I don't like the corruption that flourishes in your shipyards, sir.

Corruptions.

Jesus, you're serving the ship and redo the world.

You young pop. You insist.

The vessel is unsound. Repairs must be made.

I got severe certificate, says she's as good as any ship of luck.

What?

You, quite down, boy.

Or you'll get a barrier in the river in one of these dark nights.

We're a regular boss at yard, and I don't take kindly to the likes of you.

So you watch yourself, Mr. Gloie.

Nothing like it for circulation of blood, gentlemen.

Hey, Joseph. Yes, sir. You right well, Captain.

For the sailor.

I was born and bred in the countryside.

So you were. So you were.

Raise yourself up from a farm, label, it's tied, cut, it.

Damn fine. Damn fine, ages.

Oh, indeed, sir.

You'll take horses with you, Captain.

Horses, sir.

Gifts, Captain to foreign rulers. Gifts from Farmer George.

Ages of? Yes, sir.

Oh, Farmer George.

Ooh, sirs.

He's been a little confused of late. He may forget.

Not a matters of livestock.

I'm already bound to take a flock of sheep. I heard of cattle, turkeys, geese, docks, pecos.

No good news of Clark.

Oh, no, no. I have to sail without him.

I pray that he finds us in Cape Town.

And Elizabeth?

That time is close.

Are you forgiven?

I doubt I ever will be.

If anything should ever happen to me, I'll be foolish.

No, if you're children.

I trust you and you, Papa, sir, but for everyone else.

See that she's taken care of.

A boy. You can hold him?

Charlie.

Charlie.

Hello, sir.

What in? God's name. They don't do you, Charlie.

I'll survive, but it's wet, sir. Wet and cold.

I've not been dry and warm in months. Bit like sailing with you, sir.

I don't know why all these influential people we know can't help.

They can't.

I've got to sail, Charlie.

You should have long gone. Your ship will wait in Plymouth until you're free.

You'll follow us to the Cape. You can't take that risk.

The discovery will wait until you're ready.

You get out of this place. Join me.

You're here?

I'm here.

What's here that you do?

Come back outside of the center, Captain.

Well, where could you study this? Mother here.

I'll look after you, Mother.

Yes, sir.

Come on. We all got homes to go to.

Do you forgive me?

It's those who persuaded you I can't forgive.

Please, Eliza. I need your blessing.

Let's go.

Set that ball course. All of those blue lines.

You're safe up there. Gracie R. Dova for port top.

Go south, Banny, 10 degrees west.

Right, sir.

How's that? About 10 degrees west.

No, I'm going below on this to go off.

Yes, sir.

First voyage, left-elet Phillips.

It's a joy exciting, Captain. First time of a good ship.

How long have you served with the Marine?

Father purchased my commission two months ago.

Well, anything you need to know, rely on Sergeant Gibson.

I believe you've sailed together before.

Twice. He's an old friend.

Good heavens. Yes.

Father bleeding nose out down here, left-elet.

There was not an important white chap who had to act as rooms and shivers.

No, no, well, there's a whole lot we find out as you go along, sir.

King tells the captain to bring animals down to the Pacific.

The captain tells me to get volunteers to clean up the ship.

Right, you, you and you just volunteer. Get to it.

In conclusion, if by an illness or accident you are unable to continue the voyage

and carry out these instructions, you will assign them to the officer in command

who is required to execute them in the best way he can.

Given, under our hands, the sixth day of July, 1776.

Did you read it? Yes, sir.

If by illness or accident you are unable to continue.

It does seem unusual.

It's extremely, but surely a formality.

One they didn't require an eye that of my previous voyage is why the formality this time is to go home.

I wouldn't attach much to it. My friends, Sir Hugh Pranasar and Lord Sambridge,

show a sudden lack of confidence in my health.

Something they preferred not to discuss ashore, so they wrote about it in my instructions.

It does seem insensitive. Is that prehensible? They're nervous and that makes me uneasy.

Breeze is freshening, sir. Shall I give the order to what to say? Miss Doubly!

Do you always interrupt the such manner?

Big pun, sir, but we've too much canvas enough.

How you all wear the job executive officer is having a private conversation with me.

Sir, I'd... You're for luck to learn. Mr. Bligh.

Sorry, Captain.

You shouldn't allow it to upset you. Forget it.

I doubt I can do that. It's a poor start, old friend.

Clark's still in prison, and God knows if it be freed in time to join us.

The King's Tame Zoom, aboard taking a precious cargo space.

A Marine officer who's been in service for five minutes.

Oh! No! No!

Mr. Bligh!

Sir!

You make a biders to all to see him.

You heard the Captain, Mr. Get on with it.

Yes, sir.

Well, sir, ban the topsoars, if you please.

I'm back!

No!

The Watchers after Mr. King.

What course has said, Mr. Williamson?

Same bloody course as last time, Mr. King. What you'd like below?

Wet. Damn ship. Leaked like your sim. Who's the blame?

What I want to know.

How I apologize, Mr. Webber, for these conditions.

Isn't it a normal hazard of the sea, Captain?

No, sir, it is not.

I'm afraid our London shipyards have been less than honest.

Captain.

I'm afraid our London shipyards have been less than honest.

I'm afraid our London shipyards have been less than honest.

I blame myself for this.

Sir, if there was corruption in the shipyards, why should you shoulder the gift?

Because I shouldn't have been there, Mr. Gordon.

I was too busy being lionized, meeting with the king,

sitting for my portrait, attending to my literary endeavors.

I'm equally to blame.

You know and I know that the Captain is responsible.

And we both know perfectly well that this ship is unfit.

For what lies ahead?

What night?

What course did the Captain set?

East by southeast.

East? That's what the Captain said.

Thank you, Mr. Williamson.

Oh, is it?

A Phillips old man, Molesworth Phillips.

Oh, you.

Now don't be like that, old Jeff.

Can you hear anything left in Phillips?

I don't believe so.

Listen, over there, like...

God Almighty, Jesus Mary, can't you see it?

Sir, Sir, for the Greeks, get the Captain.

Well, don't just stand there, get him.

Yes, quite.

Hold them.

Honest, Albert.

Honest, Albert.

Where's ship?

Where's ship?

What is it, Mr. Blige?

Break his head.

Down the alarm, Mr. Williamson.

Don't break the arms.

Break the arms.

Break his head.

Break his head.

I'm going to tie the starboard.

Sir, all right, Mr. Blige.

Have you all, of course?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Mr. Blige.

Sir, I think we're safe.

Shall I get the order to put on sale, sir?

Sir?

Yes.

Yes.

Carry on, Mr. Blige.

Sir.

Sir, let's ride a trip together.

Sir, let's ride.

Let's ride, baby.

Chopin' up and off there.

You're working like a bunch of farmers.

I don't understand it.

What?

Oh, my life, since I was ten,

I was brought up to believe he was the greatest of all navigators.

He was.

I... he is.

A moment's indecision doesn't talk to that.

Well, he set a course and almost put the ship on a reef.

In a calm sea, clear moonlight.

They must have been talking of somebody else.

No, no, no, like that.

Do it again!

I'll have you up there all day!

Master, sir, you did well, Mr. Blige.

Your action may well have saved the ship.

I commend you.

Thanks, sir.

But I'm sure that...

What, Mr. Blige?

But it's... untrue, sir.

Not worth commending.

Allow me to be Georgia about his commend of all and what is not.

That's all, Mr. Blige.

Sir!

A voyage towards the south pole and around the world.

In his majesty's sloop, the resolution.

In the years 1772, 1773, 1774, and 1775.

Written by James Cook.

In two volumes, 700 pages, 60 engravings, the books of the Stron and Cadell have done him proud.

Most impressive, my lord.

Most profitable, my dear lady.

They sold out their entire publication the day at the time.

James would be pleased.

We all have.

It is an outstanding achievement.

We're a sailer, sir, Hugh.

Not anyone, my dear.

All the literary London is impressed by the power of his narration.

He's graphic-style, Basel and Dr. Johnson.

They commend him.

As an author.

Believe me.

And he would be truly delighted.

I shall send littress to the Dutch governor in Cape Town.

If we miss him, there, the chances of contact for the next two years are remote.

Two more years.

Perhaps even three.

Surely not three.

Besides, the man is indestructible.

Man.

Man is tired, sir.

If you were his friend as you claim.

It was wrong to send him.

You volunteered.

Lord Sam, which half of London knows that that is not quite the same.

That is not quite true.

Madam, your unjust penisor was there.

Will you swear on my son's head, on Hugh who is named for you,

that it was his free choice made without device?

Well, as the summer before last, one forgets my dear.

You may send the books.

I am obliged for the generous arrangements you have made for me.

I expected it was part of the pact you had forced upon you by my husband.

For all sailors and their wives fear the poorhouse,

when we are no longer of use to men like you.

The days are you.

Damn the woman.

I sought to show her a favor.

Elizabeth Cook is not easily patronized.

I won't have her saying I forced Cook on this voyage, that I sent him.

You heard him at Baddina.

Declare he was the only man fit to command such an expedition.

In time you may make yourself believe that.

Perhaps you already do.

Please, pffft.

frogs

worms

How many more months do you think we'll stay here, sir?

You don't like the cape, Mr. Blime.

Only asking, sir, what old crew is wondering?

I dare, sir.

On the other hand, at least we're putting the time here to good use.

Repairing where the shipyards let us down.

And the animals, getting good feet ashore.

That's the spirit, Mr. Blime.

Sir.

Over the dead, sir.

He's alive!

We've lost.

Hey, Cassignon, Mr. Blime.

Captain Charles Bard, H.F. Mr. Scobbery.

Welcome.

And well done.

So there we were in Plymouth Sound.

Sale up and standing by.

And out of the mist, over this carriage.

And out of the carriage, home, Captain Clark.

And out of his mouth, he bellowed.

Set sail for Cape Town in the south seas.

I swear, sir, they could have heard you in Plymouth Hall.

And the ghost of Francis Drake was finishing his game of bowls.

He's burned near Good Officer.

Bright, sir, the constant source of amusement.

How's Mr. Blime?

He's efficient.

Which is more than we said for some others.

No ill effects on the prison, eh, orb, Charlie?

Just nightmares.

Memories of the damp and the smell and never being warm.

The last time, believe me, I have a stand going to off my brother's debts.

Well, thank God he paid them.

We could still be in that vehicle, please.

I doubt I could have stood it much longer.

We, uh, we shouldn't believe by the end of the month, I think.

I've done our best with repairs.

We'll use the trade winds to Bendy, mainland.

And New Zealand.

And the northeast to the Pacific Islands.

You, um, you brought me letters from Lord Sambridge and Mr. Banks.

Is there nothing from my wife?

No, sir.

Right, you two, keep your eyes on the road.

Come on, straight to in lab.

Put your back into it.

What order?

Pumps!

Pick it up, Joe.

Don't complain to me about the sink at this block and farm, yeah.

I've set it up and no, no.

And I'll say it again, sir.

It's done ludicrously. That's what it is.

Tending a bloody zoo to sink.

Mr. Williamson.

No.

I'm a, uh...

This zoo, Mr. Williamson.

This floating farm yard comprises an animal sent by his Majesty and Baking

to be presented to the chiefs of the Polynesian Islands.

It's just the smell, sir.

It is fouled out.

I'm aware of it. We're all aware of it.

And we'll be glad and breathe more easily when the animals reach their destination.

In the meantime, I expect some royalty from my officers.

Can I find it singularly lacking in you?

Sir?

That is all.

Now, left tenant moles were a fellas.

Sir? We were talking about John Murray.

Yes.

I hardly know what to say.

I've almost lost four words.

Really, sir?

I have sailed with some shoddy Murray.

My time's on slack.

Unwashed, hill-discipline Murray is about your, sir, hour-first.

I've ever sailed with.

I had hoped as the months passed, Mr. Phillips.

But there might be some trace, some evidence of an attempt to smarten up these gentlemen,

but on the contrary, they decline dearly.

If they do not improve immediately, immeasurably, I shall promote Sergeant Gibson and have you replaced.

But Captain, my commission was legally purchased.

Not from me, sir.

Not from me, sir.

Not even the next time.

In a made of breast grain.

Over.

I haven't conquered the river anymore.

I'm going to start with her.

What, uh, what courses set?

Do you wet?

Otahiti.

Hmm.

Those who know the captain say he'll rest there.

He likes the place.

Indeed.

It'll be different when we get there.

I hope so.

Signal to discover him is to go on.

Select safe, Anchorage.

I intend to win take.

By the new

Say the original.

I'mYes...

Only the DM's are so dangerous,

car

y

Nice

Now tell the king and the chiefs that the horses are a present from King George, King

Tosser.

I beg your pardon, Mr. God.

Yes, they can't pronounce George, so his majesty has somehow become popularly known

as King Toss.

Oh.

Well, tell them that the horses, as well as the cattle and the sheep, are a present from

King Toss.

Yes, sir.

We did you first begin to cough like that, months ago before we left New Zealand.

Any blood?

Sometimes.

You can first capture in blood.

It's consumption, but I expect you give.

Yes.

But how?

From prison.

Very likely.

Don't be upset.

I'll survive.

When I wish we could send you home, it's just not possible.

I feel what might happen when we sail north to the Arctic

cold.

Could be fatal to him.

Nonsense.

Don't be gloomy.

I intend to live to reach a ripe and venerable old age.

I'm going to be an admiral.

Hey.

Hey.

Come up with you.

Come on.

Come on.

Hello.

Hello.

That's right.

I'm up to the car.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey.

Let me see.

Here you go.

This is for you.

Yeah, it is.

Come on.

Hey.

Right.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's see down below.

This open consulting is disgraceful.

Discipline seems to have broken down.

I didn't know you were a naturalist.

I've developed an interest.

One needs something to pass the days.

How much longer do we spend in East Waters?

Like you, Mr. Williamson, I do as I'm told.

That's the captain.

I ask you as navigator.

Isn't it too late to for a north this year to the Arctic?

Captain, must know best.

Do you believe that?

Repairs have delayed this.

It's clear we've long since lost a passage and the trade wins and cook apparently is

on concern.

Like you, I'm disappointed in the man.

I didn't say that.

No will I ever say that.

So have a care what you ascribe to me, Mr. Williamson.

What happens?

I don't care what excuses you give. I say for the captain.

Which was not necessary.

You take too much upon yourself, mister.

What's the trouble?

No problem, sir.

Just a minor theft, sir.

I don't consider it so.

Well, you kind of tell me what's happening.

Well, sir.

Mr. Blah, you told me.

The ship's going, sir.

Where is she, Mr. Blah?

Precisely, sir. She's been stoned.

Then what?

Some natives last night, sir.

Stoned the goat.

After the sheep, the cattle, and the horses we've given them,

they've stolen the goat.

Yes, sir.

And this is what you call a minor theft, mister Williams.

Sir, we need that goat.

How was that duty?

For this marine.

Who was asleep, sir?

Clap in your eyes, Mr. Phillips.

Yes, sir.

For those in the nations of the day, for the next three days.

Sir.

What did he mean?

Are you with the duty officer?

You will help me to rectify this.

Get both ships coolers alongside.

Sir, if I may, sir.

Out!

Sir?

Three parties of sailors and marines, Mr. Blah.

All to be armed.

If they'll go on Sergeant Gibson to act as interpreter.

Neither is aboard, sir.

I think they're out somewhere with their lady friends.

Well, you know the outset of that, Mr. Blah.

Fine.

Fine.

They get now and that I intend to recover that goat.

I want it back by noon.

If not, I want to burn their canoes.

Sir, the canoes, sir, they're lively.

Put them without the hostage.

I said their canoes will be burnt.

After that, their houses.

The villagers are necessary.

I'll put a whole island to the torch.

If they do not return, that's all an animal.

He said canoes.

Let's give him canoes.

Sir, the canoes.

Sir, the canoes.

I want to go on.

I want to go on.

I want to go on.

Leave out.

Go away.

Leave me.

I want to go on.

Leave me.

I want to go on.

I want to go on.

I want to go on.

I want to go on.

I want to go on.

I want to go on.

Sir, what are your orders?

Spirit, Mr. Williamson.

Well, I'll do the ship.

Oh, it's quiet, sir.

Go on, have your supper, Mr. King. I'll take the watch.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

What are your orders for the morning, sir?

You think the action was too severe, don't you?

You think this was over a trifle?

Don't you say I have to impose discipline authority?

If we back down, there'll be no end to it.

There'll be thieving here in every other island we visit.

The goat is not even giving milk, sir.

It wasn't about a goat.

I thought you'd understand.

Do you think I enjoyed what happened here today?

I hope not, Captain.

Now, don't impose too much on our friendship, Mr. Gourg.

Captain!

Well, we won.

I know even you think I was wrong.

I regret the losses they suffered.

But it was... I was a matter of every...

respect.

They'll respect us now, sir, but they won't love us.

Well, perhaps you can heal things.

It's time to go north.

We've already missed one octave somewhere.

I'm afraid, Charlie.

What the ice and snow do to you.

You could stay here.

Is that on your command?

And rest until I come back for you.

Stay here. In the sun.

That call could take your ship?

It would create too much trouble.

Oh, damn, trouble.

I'll handle that.

No. We'd have wholesale desertion.

Half the crew ached to spend their lives here,

who can blame them?

I'm grateful, sir, but I'll sail.

Come, all my dear to deliver,

let us all my grace be seen.

Come and live and never,

ever lose me.

Sent from the Cape.

The ship carrying them was diverted to serve in the American war.

The letters are almost a year old.

Thank you.

You know, of course, the war is lost.

Washington has suddenly defeated Lord Cornwallis.

Benjamin Franklin, the Ambassador of the French Court,

has guaranteed the ship safe conduct off the west coast of the Americas.

I'm relieved. And yet?

Yes, you had hoped it might end the voyage.

No, I did.

Believe me, my dear, I do understand your feelings.

I wonder if anyone does.

I was so mixed.

I couldn't write a single letter to my husband of the Cape.

And now I'm made to feel guilty and ashamed for my anger.

Before he left, he asked me to forgive him.

And I replied, it was those who persuaded him that I could not forgive.

But in truth, he made the choice.

Lord Sandwich may have used his well-known wiles,

but James was a willing victim.

The Northwest Passage was a challenge he could not resist.

The prize when he discovers it will make you rich.

And afterwards, will there be another challenge, another prize?

I'm obliged to you for these.

I dare say it will be a year or more before we hear again.

At least another year.

But I'm sure the months will pass between you.

Not for me, sir.

For me.

Oh, my God.

What's that?

No, no, no, no, no.

Dap, dap.

Soon as the phone clears, sir, I send a signal to the captain.

Saying what, Mr. Bernie?

Saying what you can't do.

Don't want, sir.

I don't talk doubt to you, Jim.

We have to go on.

We'll be on the next headland, be on the next bay.

Could be the Northwest Passage.

Then we'll all be rich, young Jim.

What if you don't live to enjoy it?

I've no intention of dying.

Yet a while, Mr.

Will send no signal.

But I will, if you insist, go below and try to get more.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

The whole must be riddled, sir.

Board is coming in faster than we can pump it out.

Oh, there are no more pumps. We need the rest of mid-ship.

I'll ask the Discovery, sir, to send us theirs.

I'll leave.

When I get home, Mr. Bligh, there are people in certain shipyards I intend to see and die.

Yes, sir. The hope so.

Mr. Bligh.

Sir.

Do you believe there's a Northwest Pacific?

Sure we don't like to believe it, sir.

I said, do you believe?

Through the ice.

Across 70 degrees of longitude, four thousand miles to the Atlantic.

My heart wants me to believe it, sir.

My mind won't let me.

Thank you, Mr. Bligh.

Sir.

The ladies are complaining will be laid for the opera.

Oh, blast the opera.

I spent a great deal of time, Joseph, wondering where the devil he is.

Is your conscience traveling in?

Oh, don't start that.

Or you can take my mistress and yours and listen to that definition, Soprano, without me.

But it's almost two years.

I expect he made a search for the Northwest Passage last summer.

If he was in time, cook is always in time.

He'll make another try soon.

And then, whether he finds it or not, home pregart.

You are concerned.

I want him safe, back in England.

I want him retired and honoured by the king.

And then perhaps a knighthood.

That would be popular.

It would be fitting.

It would also be a fitting end to your term of office.

James Cook has done you proud, my friend, and damn well you know it.

I'm not denying it.

And now I want to reward him.

Come on.

I feel we won't be late for the blast and opera after all.

I'm not going to be late for the blast.

I'm not going to be late for the blast.

I'm not going to be late for the blast.

What did you say?

I don't know.

Jacob is one of which.

Can you tell us?

Speak little.

This much.

He'll say big, big water you find.

Yes, but where?

Which way?

This way.

Not much.

Not much.

North.

North.

Then he'll go this way.

Turns in land.

How big?

The big...

It's not big.

It's not big.

But it's not big.

It's not big.

It's not big.

It's not big.

It's not big.

It's not big.

It's not big.

It's not big.

It's not bad.

It's better.

But he can't say.

Okay, Charles?

Don't say that.

Journal has nothing on him.

They want to forgive.

Okay, Charles, return A Darwin.

This way.

I've—

ags.

You're not Sheriff's.

Two hundred legs and now a field of pack eyes ahead.

Is it the North Miss Passage? What else could it be?

A river. Could simply be a river.

Surely not.

Well, really the water tastes less of salt.

Mr. Bly always looks on the gloomy side.

Mr. Bly is entitled to his doubts.

Solid, impenetrable land, sir. I see shores.

Slow, capped hills as far as the eye can see.

We must go south.

Or we'll be hemmed in by the ice if winter's coming on.

If there is a Northwest Passage, we won't find it this year.

The ship leaks constantly. The masts and sails are in poor condition.

Certain fat profitees in England have set our lives at risk and by God.

If they were here, I would have them aloft on their worm-written timber.

It is becoming urgent to find a safe anchorage, to repair and to rest.

For this ship is as exhausted and discouraged as we are.

I think it's a great honor to be here.

For this ship is as exhausted and discouraged as we are.

Seven dollars.

The crew will stumble over the peace of the ship.

10 cents.

Be the nearest to the ship.

Mr. Bly is in order to follow up.

They're clearly honoring you.

Hey, Luna!

But some of their words are different to the Polynesian further south,

even though their features are the same.

We haveOT

And what I can make out, sir, this place is called Awai.

The king is the frame, Ophela.

He's called Kalani Opu.

And the high priest is Khoa.

Lono.

That's you, sir.

I can't understand the religious words or the reason for the ceremony.

But I'll get the feeling.

Well, I've been waiting for someone like you.

What do you mean?

Waiting.

Odd or not, sir.

They must mean something.

You had a reason for saying it.

Like me sounds stupid, sir.

Now, tell me what the devil you mean.

I'm not the devil, sir.

Certainly not him.

Sort of the opposite.

What?

Like a god, sir.

I'm not the devil, sir.

Told you it might be sounds stupid.

Well, that'd be old, sir.

What?

Yes, yes, that's all.

Sam, you're on.

I don't want this mentioned.

It's nonsense, of course.

Perhaps, sir.

It's different behavior from any we've come across in the other arts.

It makes me uneasy.

I think we should be careful.

Why not find somewhere else?

Up, sir.

This is the only safe anchorage we know on the whole of what?

What do they call the silent?

Oh, why he?

Oh, why he?

The only anchorage.

I want the ships repaired.

I want training begun.

The ships laden with stores, fresh water.

And then, damn it, what's that?

What do we do, sir?

I don't know about you, Mr. Blime.

I'm going to try to get back to my company and tact.

Have aGabina.

Oh, pa.

No, no, no.

AnnSkck!

The area has been declared tapuza sacred. It is your domain.

Right. I keep Calonma. I can give up there.

Hette hittu.

Pallya, the young chief says,

Lonam must talk to the sun and the stars.

I begin to think there's something in what Gibson said.

No, they can't be.

They are taluluinol.

Coa the priest asks, what is Lono's wish?

Lono's wish is to have his ships repaired.

His sailors are distracted night and day.

Lono, Kyukor, Hanahano, Kavaha.

He wishes them to have some peace, to regain their strength, to repair his ships.

Mole, Mole, K, Bahine, Ole, Hanahana.

Have they gone?

Yes. The priest sent warriors to escort our lady visitors ashore.

They threw them overboard.

Loner's ships are now being repaired.

Hey, yay!

Come on!

Come on, come on, come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Hey, yay!

Come on!

Hey, come on!

Hey, come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

It's clear, sir, they're getting far more than normal.

Those high priests are telling people to bring off rivers.

Don't worry, Mr. Gore.

We'll soon have more livestock and fruit than the ships can carry.

He won't listen.

John.

Have you seen that?

It looks like a ship.

It seems Loner is a part of their legend.

A god of peace and agriculture.

But we can't be certain because of the difference in accents and words from other Polynesian peoples.

He won't believe they could be deifying him.

Then what does he believe?

Why does he think they throw themselves on the ground when he passes?

Why do the women here behave as if we were all gods?

This place is making me very nervous.

Let's go!

Tell him that this island of his Obahi is a happy and fertile place.

He is a very beautiful and beautiful place.

His people are the fairest and most honest of all Polynesian races.

He is a very beautiful and beautiful place.

And never have we been so welcome.

In my kano.

You could have that not in all the world are their ladies more eager to please or more determined to share their favors.

But you better not.

How pale is he?

Why your world?

What is he saying Mr. Goh?

That his people have been generous to Loner.

That we've spent weeks here and eaten well.

Hi, that we are.

I'll pray it out to where we are.

Ahoy!

Ahoy!

What a great day.

That we have taken much from here.

The priests have demanded sacrifices for Loner.

The people have obeyed and now they're hungry and their farms are empty.

Ahoy!

Ahoy!

The king says how soon will we leave?

Unless I've mistaken him, sir, and I don't think I have.

It's an invitation to go.

There are six days out from Oye.

The ship is laden with fresh food and water.

I intend to map the island of Maui and the remaining sandwich islands,

then forage northward to prepare for another search for the northwest passage.

It is hard to realize we are in our third year at sea,

and the voyage perhaps only half-dung.

Oh, man.

Wind's coming up, sir.

I'll close with the tops, also.

Thank you, Mr. Bligh.

I'll be there presently.

Hi, sir.

Perhaps only half-dung.

I dare not think when I shall see England or my family again.

I'm going to go.

I'm going to go.

I'm going to go.

A man top-mouth, yes, sir.

Sprung. Split at the head. Some of the shrubs, I slip.

Oh, damn.

I'll ask those navy shipyards.

Those perfect, dear, and moon-eye bastards!

Is there no way, sir, we can make repairs at sea impossible.

The fall master's next to you, useless.

Tell him, Mr. Bligh.

We'll have to take down the topsoles, all canvas on the digamots,

and we need to cut timber for a new top mast.

And we need a safe harbor to fit it.

I'm a juda stand-off.

Not heave to unroll over in this sea.

I've seen the mast.

Then you know we have no choice.

I'm putting a barber or why heave.

Not Kiela Kukurpe, sir. Not the same anchorage.

It's the only safe one we know on the island.

But is it wise, sir?

Wise? Who knows if it's wise, Mr. Bligh?

We both know it's essential.

Well, the people are glad to see us go, sir. They may not welcome us back so soon.

Are you questioning my orders, Mr. Bligh?

Simply wondering, sir, if I may be a bay, might not be safer.

It's too exposed! I think you'll find, sir.

I don't intend to debate this!

You may go, Mr. Bligh.

Yes, sir.

You're gonna go.

Mr. Bligh means well.

Yes, Mr. Bligh will know better when he is older, not the question orders.

He's just concerned about the place, as we all are.

I'm concerned about it.

I've no wish to return and disadvantage their generosity, but where else is there?

I would rather search to the leeward, sir, for another place.

On half sale. In the storm is easy.

Now, now, don't make me sick again.

We are going back.

We are going back.

We are going back.

Green's pulling! At the double! Quick march!

We are going back.

We are going back.

Our ship is damaged.

We will float the master's shore and repair it.

The ship will be shot.

I regret it, but I have no choice.

The ship will be shot.

Squire's in the middle of the sky.

How do you forget to playAG??

DisappVision

Into the boat.

Let's be having you! Get those women out of there!

Hold them!

Harry, carry on over here!

Sorry, little.

Harry, wait!

Fix it!

Wait! Get that woman out of there!

Come on, sailor, and up in there!

And women still associate with us.

Even if the priest no longer do.

We could stand off the coast and send Discovery to look for a safe harbor.

Three days, Mr. Cor. I'll be finished and gone in three days.

I'm afraid.

For something I cannot put a name to. Will you listen?

They're very worst.

What Gibson once said, the way they treated you.

Perhaps not a god, but it was idolatry.

And now it's torician and anger.

They've decided that you're not a... whatever they thought you were.

I looked at those priests today, and I saw more than anger.

It was hatred.

What is your point, Mr. Cor?

My point, sir, is that Lono has had to return with a damaged ship.

In their legend, I don't think Lono would do that.

And the priests who force the people to give their pigs their sweet potatoes as an offering

have been made to look foolish.

By me, by circumstances, by their own legend and their own fervor.

And therefore I think the priests like to prove you mortal,

and the way to do that is to harm you.

Duh-oh. Dunt sense.

Bants of all the areas.

Then why the stones today?

Why the jeers and insults?

Coming back here was a mistake.

Perhaps.

See that all work is begun early.

The muries can guard all shore parties.

Take all possible precautions.

Hey!

I'm running the hill!

Be sure to walk!

Back you!

Back you!

You are still alive!

Mr. Bly believes these are planned attacks.

Sporadic, sir, but men to undermine your authority.

I believe they'll be more.

I entirely agree.

The picket will be doubled, Mr. Goh.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Phillips.

Mr.

The performance of your royal maree was inept,

incompetent and in keeping with the standard shown on this voyage.

Your men, sir, seem either able to fight or run away.

Sir.

From now on to believe they will load their weapons with Bawl instead of shot.

If we shoot at them with Bawl captain, even more people will be killed.

If they attack, your duty is to kill as many as it takes to calm us and trade them!

Sir.

All my life.

I have been opposed to bloodshed.

Seems they were the way.

Yes, sir.

That's all that's left of the longboat.

The morning watch found it gone.

I sent out a search party but nothing.

Sir, down captain, sir.

I expect they've hidden it ashore, sir.

We'll search the villages.

Might I suggest her this is the gauntlet?

What do you mean?

The final humiliation.

We can't sail without the longboat and they know it.

I don't intend to sail without it.

It's time we told them a lesson.

I intend to remain calm, captain.

I intend to, but I agree with Mr. Bly.

This is a deliberate provocation, an open show of contempt, and I won't.

I counsel caution, sir.

Mr. Bly, you take a longboat and blockade the bay.

Dick come in.

No canoe goes out or in.

Shoot, if necessary.

I, sir.

Have Phillips prepare his Marines.

Mr. Williams, we'll stand up, sir, in support.

Sir, Mr. Bly, you will be in charge on board.

Prime your guns and have a crew standing by.

Where are you going, sir?

I intend to take the King as hostage.

Sir, captain, don't.

We can broadside the village.

Fattn it.

Destroy the place and kill half the people.

We three know this way as best.

We've done it before.

You see, he gets some rest.

You want to take him home to England?

Mr. Phillips?

Captain?

Bring Sergeant Gibson and the squad of Marines.

The other sir remain here.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Williams, sir.

Sir.

They may not show on support.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Those air Suzano attacked a fighter.

The air Coca-Cola devastating in cricket law.

Pooragers.

What a Products

Concerts

BIS boss.

Sir, walk with me, Samuel.

Sir, I've heard the children have been sent away from here,

and there are warriors coming from other villages.

I need you to interpret my wishes to the king.

Yes, sir.

Tell King Kalani Opu that I respect him.

I am the son of any theft.

I am the son of any theft.

I must insist that they accompany me about my ship.

I am the son of the king of the king of the king of the king.

Squad about turn.

Squad, forward march.

I am the son of the king of the king.

... ask and Hannity...

Ask him...

... how maybe...

... let it be!

I guess, what will happen in the beginning?

I guess.

Would you say yes?

A lot of him?

Do as you tell!

Sir.

I want it, I want it.

I want it.

Sir, get up.

Get your Marines back to the boats.

They'll leave the king.

We can't compel him, not without killing

some of these people.

To the boats!

I'm not kidding!

I'm not kidding!

I'm not kidding!

I'm not kidding!

I'm not kidding!

Williamson news ready?

Shall we go?

I'll do it real quick.

Wait,aring,aring,aring,aring?

Oh!

Captain!

Captain!

Come, come!

Come, come!

Come, come!

Keep firing!

Come, come!

Come, come!

Come on!

Come on, come on!

Come on!

You wake me up!

Come on!

Back to your ship!

Put your backs into it!

Save the boat!

Come on!

They're here!

Go, go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Kill them!

Kill them!

Stop it!

Stop it!

I mean, come on!

This to me no more killin'!

Save fire!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

In every situation he stood unrivaled and alone.

On him all eyes were turned.

He was our leading light,

and his going has left us in darkness.

In his way.

The world mourns.

That we,

is family.

His friends

take comfort

and pride in his achievements.

For James Cook

realized his life's ambition.

Not only to go farther than anyone had done before,

but as far as it was possible for man to go.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

You