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Come now, Elizabeth.

You would not send a ship halfway across the world on a speculation.

If it pleased me, I would.

On a whim.

If the whim was strong enough.

And well paid enough.

Oh, no.

I've more taste than James.

And not in the least interested in tying up to tree stumps and fever pours.

The fever coast.

So the Charlotte Rose has gone for guano.

Where did James find out about the source of the guano?

How should I know that?

Well, if he's after guano, he must have got the source from the master of the Samantha.

And to do that, he must have been on board.

Sail is out fever home and a quick profit from the same port.

You'd better be careful in your conclusions.

Why is that?

In all your dealings with me, you've had my feelings to contend with.

Unfortunately, James is free of any concern for you.

Well, oddly, I understand where to be dining soon.

Dining?

Yes, at your father-in-law's.

You see, I'm appointed Mr. Phrases' independent assessor,

assigned to the deaths of Liverpool senior.

She'll always ask to win her.

Never let her have her her head.

I'll go for it.

She'll stand up for you now.

Hi, Aiser.

Would you like me to see you?

A few words like...

Oh!

I don't know if I can remember.

Her father, Richard and him.

Hello, would be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done in earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses.

Is we forgive them that trespasses against us.

Lead us not into temptation or deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom.

The power and the glory.

Forever and ever.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

And a witness to...

Witness to what, sir?

Have you mind?

If you need a top-haller than an acache, I can.

Now get for it.

You would whistle.

You're a little fever.

I can't understand all the humbles about it.

The cuba sweats, we used to call them.

Not many has spelled myself.

Nothing that a good stiff top can't cure.

Who's is that rank?

It belongs to Mr. Ben's, his sister.

Their water supply has been diverted and she's got two children.

Well, it is.

Feed all with fever and willing to feed all of them.

Well, it is. Feed all with fever and willing to feed all of them.

It always was.

Always will be.

They live like pigs down there, some of them pigs.

What do you want to go down there for?

I called them ideas.

And I don't know what you look like.

I don't know what I feel like, either.

Well, they are.

In my day, women knew how to keep their men dangling.

You had a double bed?

Well, I suppose it's not your fault.

It's just a plain jame.

Get in his sense, how to remember you saw him?

No.

Well, they are.

Since you left him, that's the legalities against you.

What's the matter?

I'm just tired.

Go back to him and make you a piece.

No!

When will you realize that a woman can't stand on her own feet in this world?

She needs a man.

I'm just tired.

That's all tired and hot.

Well, it will spin your days to our Wellington Street.

I just don't seem to have any strength.

I've got half a giddy.

We'd like to draw the apothecary.

I find Daniel so masterful,

in that air of the sea captain.

Brass bound, I think they call it.

And other times though, I find him quite moody.

He was an orphan.

Awful? From the board schools?

The scrubbed boy from the cadet ship?

Of course.

You were bespoke.

Well, Daniel's so reluctant to talk with the past.

Oh, it was a simple change of heart on my part.

I met Albert and, well, that was that.

For your husband I find most engaging.

Why was Daniel not at dinner?

Aaron's idea, say.

Your father-in-law is merchant, politician and Commodore rolled into one.

But tell me more about Daniel.

Did you find him unduly affectionate?

Oh, hey, I'm a boy.

Did you have the roll?

Okay, as quick as I could say.

You've missed your vitals, I'm afraid.

We'll get careful of the glass of port.

What do you say?

Has the gallo trade progressing on Eden?

All trade progresses from efficient handling.

Curious how you should come across such a distant cargo?

Who aren't there's been carried before?

Indeed.

On the Samantha.

And that ship and any other fortunate enough to find the train.

How did you find out about the source of the Samantha's cargo?

Seems cross-examination is in the air.

I did like an answer to that question.

I've been made responsible to the people of Liverpool in this matter.

And I must have an answer.

How did you discover the source of the Samantha's cargo?

From the ship's pantry man.

Oh, and before you should accuse me, I have nothing to hide.

The Samantha's owner approached me to ship a crew aboard us.

She was in a saw-plite.

A saw-plite?

She did a bad voyage.

Half a crew deserted.

Is there it?

Well, it's not unknown.

She'd been in a tidal wave through terrible seas.

And what about the rest of her crew?

And died of fever.

You staked that, open me.

I staked what I was told.

Died of fever in passage.

A master brought her home to Corg.

And you took out a crew to the Samantha?

An exchange for the profits of...

Ha ha ha, quarter of the cargo.

Hard bargain.

Well, her owner suggested a quarter.

I wanted a third.

I want to talk about yellow fever, only then.

When I went on board, there was no fever.

No fever?

None.

She'd been 120 days in passage, even so out of precautions.

The folks aligned and cleared.

They even stayed myself.

Just to make sure that everything was in order.

Are you saying?

Do you dare to say that the Samantha did not bring fever here?

Nobody can deny that.

But at the time, I took every precaution I could to safeguard the crew that I put up on.

And even that wasn't my responsibility, but the masters?

You're too clable, needin'.

How is that that?

Why do you not step forward and sketch your part openly?

Then whatever, Odeum, Philip, I need you to have the support of the mercantile interests,

who will understand the risks involved.

It's your silence, it's criminal man.

You're too fly, or far?

Father, you're wrong.

It was silent because of me.

You?

For purposes of gain, I was made partner and had a share of the Samantha's cargo.

You were partners?

There was a chance of a handsome prophet.

We took it and made it, James and I.

We're gonna build our steamship on promises.

We need cash.

But the fever?

I don't know, I do not thought of a good name.

Too have you involved.

If this came out, what reputation would the Fraser shipyards carry in this pot?

Exactly, Mr. Fraser.

Now, perhaps you understand my position.

Perhaps now you can advise us on what the course of action to take.

Other than remain silent.

It would not surprise me if I were needing it involved your son deliberately.

Well, of course I'm vaulting deliberately.

Would I not want to put money in my partner's pocket?

If our steam interests prosper, we profit jointly.

Oh, sir, I'm waiting for your reply.

What do you now propose?

Maybe we can dispense with your messenger boy here now.

You must suffer too, Eden.

As others have suffered in this past week.

A Lloyd Signals Station at Land's End has just reported the Charlotte Roads on her way home.

Two men deserted and the plague flag upon her mast.

Well, lad, we've done it.

Claim me if I don't think you're looking for taller.

It's stretching to look for a following Caesar.

Following Caesar's friend, leaving keepers turned down.

Oh, he comes the brass.

When did you say, O'Captain?

24th of July, sir. We were in passage for a reaker.

Since that date, there have been seven deaths in Wellington Street.

Wellington Street?

Wellington Street?

Yes.

All paid off as a manta.

Did you say seven deaths in Wellington Street? I got a sister living there.

And fair, there is a woman among the sick.

It's not fever, is it?

Brought in from the apothecary.

They thought the pains was labour, but she's like an empty pod.

Viva, there.

Well, sweats feverish.

She's no yellow.

Eyes is yellow.

And the shivering feverish.

Best burn a kiss then.

Fe was a blessing for so.

You've got my solid roads, pucks double the gurus,

and your wife took ill.

Ever since she's known you, there's been nothing with despair.

The way you act hard, break policy like a shadow.

Who you bring to ruin next hour now?

I want a nap, clothes. Nothing else.

This one she'll take with you, give her my be.

I'll tell you, I'll see that girl go down to nothing.

She's worn out with worry and shame.

And don't say it's her fault.

Everybody's actions aren't concerned entirely with money, you know.

The purse is not everybody's gone.

Just give me the bag.

Look at you.

Stone. Stone. I'll tell you this.

If she would have died, it would make no difference to you.

You're incapable of any human feelings at all.

Nothing moves you.

Damn it.

If you were to drink, at least you would show you a human.

We'd get you down preoccupied to risk your liver for a little jealousy.

And what about me?

Do you ask your uncle to faz with a blamed hospital?

But you're soaking.

I swam ashore.

Have they no boats?

Well, I'm in breach of quarantine, I heard there was fever.

Seven dead.

But mercifully, we've been spared the fever.

Although the house must go.

The house?

A cesspit that served the boarding house is to be destroyed.

We're your join and so that court is to be evacuated.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You're join and so that court is to be evacuated too.

You mean you're losing the house?

Twelve years we've been here.

Done what I could for the children.

Since you've been made master, it's a great help.

The authorities will compensate the owners, but not the tenants.

I've heard that Captain Unedin was part responsible.

Now is it rumor or is it truth?

I don't.

I don't know.

Then they say this hot weather's exceptional and must have prolonged it.

Where are you going?

It seems, gentlemen, that there has been neglect of the usual precautions.

And the part of the persons who boarded the semanda.

And her master is significantly absent.

In the case of the customs authorities and the pilotage,

they would appear to have acted in ignorance and not from willful intention of violating the law.

Moreover, I am informed by the Privy Council that the trade of this port will not be inconvenienced

and there is no further cause for quarantine restrictions being placed on outgoing vessels.

And finally, by some freak of circumstance, the climatic conditions which foster yellow fever

have never been better imitated in Great Britain.

These conditions have now passed.

Gentlemen, I'm happy to inform you.

It's raining.

Wait, because I am swam ashore.

Wind to my sisters and sought your two brothers.

No word from your quarantine station, no word in passage, nor about a fever.

When I come ashore, I still find my sister made homeless.

She's a widow with two children, lived in the house 12 years.

They're putting down the coke because of the warters' supply.

The house's next daughter mother, I was where the semanda.

The crew we took out of the semanter.

And the last one young 20 Morgan died in my arms and you know what his fear was.

Captain, he says, you won't put me over live, will you?

Lightly done on the Samantha.

Don't you beside yourself, man?

Put him over live, he said.

A dying man speaking the truth, there was murder done on that ship, sir, and you knew of it.

I know of no murder.

My fever if you've seen our Morgan died old black vomit and wretched.

I heard his last words, a semen through and through.

He wasn't now dead, and my sister.

No roof overhead.

I did not know that was fever upon her.

She'd been so long in passage, I thought it had blown itself out.

I excuses.

But they don't listen, they can't listen.

It's a long way down in the water with ankle shackles for company.

Two weeks to shout, die in and drown in for the sake of a fast coin.

And a fast coin in your pockets are not theirs.

There's only lead in there.

Oh, uh, uh, uh.

Who's that in there?

It's not Mrs. Onedon.

I've got back on board, sir.

You're the bridge of quarantine.

She's not got yellowjack.

Don't know.

Aah!

Oh!

Oh!

Is it worth a child birth?

If it's worth a child birth, I can what it is.

Gullstone's.

James.

I'm sorry.

For all of it.

James.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

For all of it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Welcome aboard, ma.

Your cab is out.

Thank you, Captain Fades.

It's a long, horrible child, but we'll soon have those roses in your cheeks again.

Everybody cast off!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hey, hey, hey.

My dog, hi. My dog, hi.

Yes.

Oh, no.

Morning.

Live stop for the birds?

I'm... but they need to fatten up a bit before the grace our table.

Still, the crew will be glad of a bit of fresh meat.

That's true.

120 days.

It might be. You have to be on the safe side.

Oh, point of this voyage's speed.

Cargo first crop China T has to be with the merchants within three months.

First shipping gets top price and I mean to get top price.

Nice, sir.

Now, do this extra provident, the crew lie down and enjoy life.

Men that know that it's our tuck after 90 days or jump to it.

No man alive can predict the whims of ocean and weather, sir.

You get that price down by five percent.

I can't do that.

You can tell the Chandler that we'll buy our provisions elsewhere.

Nice, sir. I'll do the best I can.

I'll make good, does ever, James?

Men are not starved.

Russians are insured after 90 days.

They're still salt, pork and biscuits to keep life in them at a reasonable cost.

So we're back to thoughts of profit.

On this voyage, what else is there?

Their self-respect.

Mine?

No. Captain Baines.

Let's destroy the man.

Let's destroy the man.

Let only two ways to list how I wrapped your shutout.

All of you I trusted me.

I made my office free.

Good evening, Mr. Fraser.

I had no idea you were also in love with music.

For what?

Scarcely, a lover.

I was being entertained by a business acquaintance.

You seem to have caught this young thrushy's fancy.

You're flat on me.

I'm surprised you're time for this sort of diversion.

Don't work this I makes for downness.

You should remember that foggy the next time you catch one of your duck ducks, yawning in your Christmas.

May I ask after Mrs. Fraser?

She's well.

All the better for restricting associate life to friends.

Well, I wish you a good evening then.

Albert, how was I?

As charming as ever, Midearest.

Oh, you're so gallant, Albert.

Oh, it's the chant.

Just an acquaintance, a nobody.

It doesn't look an opening.

He is, I assure you.

You're looking very lovely tonight, Midearest.

Well, I have to be, don't I?

Not that this lot would notice if I fell down in the blue foot.

Oh, this place.

Better than spoiling your pretty hands in the laundry.

I can do better than that.

It's all of them.

Thank you.

Well, I'll make a start in the proper theatre.

Why not grand opera?

Oh, Carrie.

Except what you have.

You.

I haven't got you.

Do you have no more than a pleasant hour or two when you're so inclined?

You think no more than that?

I know.

Gosh, that's what I like.

Most of us do.

Oh, surely you could afford to buy me a new dress and a pair of shoes for me auditions.

Not even a small fan.

Anyway, how would I explain such expenditure to me shareholders?

Same way to explain it just I've got Mrs.

Carrie, you may not speak of Mrs. Fraser in that way.

I'm sorry Albert.

You got me upset.

I just forget it.

I don't really need how much?

Say, ten pounds?

Ten pounds.

I don't think doing mine in your position.

But beyond me at the moment.

Where are you going?

I'll have to sing again.

Shall I come tomorrow?

Yeah.

Suit yourself.

Carrie.

I have but two sovereigns on me.

Will that buy you a fine way?

You don't have me dress on a cheek.

You're with your beauty.

Would anyone notice?

Oh, Albert.

I'm sorry.

Welcome.

Irish are only in open calls to treat.

Take home.

You're going to stop and move.

Stand by the heave too.

All hands, man to man braces.

All the men braces.

Are they dead?

You're enough by the looks of...

Still breathing?

Oh, begging your pardon, Mum, but is it convenient to do the floor now?

Oh, very well, but make haste.

Hi, Mum.

How are you all fat, son, fellow?

Still asleep.

He doesn't touch his broth again.

Ah, well, that'll be best for him on sleep.

Have you rescued Chipwreckmen before?

Oh, bless you, Mum. Yes.

Listed of gently aboard like rare living skeletons one day.

Two days later, toss them back.

But surely we can save him.

Oh, after what he's seen, Mum.

Oh, just imagine he's sitting here day after day after day.

But a son like a furnace above you, burning a thirsty lips black.

I have to be about to see all round.

Just a flat, hateful sea.

Little wonder they tell Tails they do of Chipwreckmen, this, you know.

Breaking open the veins of the dead and drinking the very blood.

Please, Thomas, the very thought.

Oh, you don't believe him?

Ah, I've read it from the lips of men who've known it.

I heard a great voice out of the temple saying to the seven angels,

go your ways, pour out the wrath of God upon the earth.

And?

The second angel poured his vial upon the sea,

and it became the blood of a den.

You, it is had.

Quite.

And every living soul died in that sea.

But you took his minion.

You know what, escape me.

With the talk of blood.

From merely a quotation from the Scriptures.

I, but what was he trying to say, ma?

It was just delirium, the effect of his sufferings.

Well, the reason for him.

It was revelations.

Verse three.

Here.

In every living soul died in that sea.

Could he have been trying to tell us something about himself?

A possum.

Well, it could just have been part of a bad dream.

Consider and.

The darling man lives the whole of his life again in a moment.

Shipwreck man has endless time to be wrecked by wild dreams and fantasies.

His mind can seize all of any strange illusion and believe it true.

But he must have been trying to communicate something, perhaps some war.

Look, any vital text can be made to sound ominous.

Of course you set for that.

Oh, in 80 days.

Well, fair, they were all made pretty young.

I'm gonna spare them.

Yeah.

It's clear, dear. It's stinking hot.

It's where it's to come for, we cross the line.

Don't mind a bit of dry heat, I don't.

It's that trickly mom's hoon rain I can't abide.

You've been top side, tough.

No, I've been to the Met, come in.

Oh, the old flocks and fella.

Oh, he woke up and metered a word into a scripture.

Bible talk?

It's funeral talk, man.

Oh, I were.

Maybe it sounded to him enough.

Something about the sea turning to dead man's blood.

It's raving.

And he knows about things as we don't.

What things?

Well, I mean, our own sense will have to fool.

Seven months or more.

What could have happened?

What might have happened?

Play death horrors.

You're raving yourself.

Is that all?

Or are you holding something back?

What?

The bitter scripture. How does it go on?

Oh, I don't recall.

You're a do-by-god. How does it go?

You're a little ways, hmm.

Wait, wait.

And every living soul died in that sea.

Ah.

Ah.

Means a bad voyage.

You reckon?

Plain as your face.

Oh.

You're a good man.

Am I at sea?

You are indeed.

The bold the clip Rosales found from China to Liverpool.

Oh, science.

Of the old needing line.

James old needing is my husband.

Husband of life. You see your board too?

He is.

And he can be brought to you now that you're awake.

Um.

That's Captain old needing.

Ah.

Oh.

How long?

Three days.

Don't have a nose you can have a little recollection of them.

Three days.

Have I spoke?

Only in Delirium.

A Bible text.

It's a favorite for ship sermons.

You're one of the seven angels from revelations.

You do not know what you mean.

Not that you named nor anything about you.

You had not but ranks.

My name is Hans.

John.

John.

John.

John, Hennessy, James.

A letter, Queen's Mr. Hennessy.

And on the worse for that day.

Fetch a kettle of hot water from the galley and tell Captain Baines to unlock the queen in the room.

Aye, sir.

How did I?

How did you come to be amongst us, eh?

We picked you up in a long board.

And the other.

Macro.

He was dead.

Had been so for two days and more.

We gave him a decency barrier.

Oh, that was fit.

May I inquire what ship you was from?

Yes, yes, yes.

She was named the USK.

Took 1200 ton out of Newport with a cargo of smithy coal from Mauritius.

Were you her master?

No, ma'am, her mate.

Oh, thank you, Captain Baines.

Oh, ma'am.

What happened to your ship?

We took the in-shore passage off the agulis bag.

Surrounding the Cape of Good, open.

Yeah, we must have struck during the night.

She went down a minute.

But any other life boats launched?

Don't think so.

There were four people in our boat.

Then after one day, and a night, one day.

And they, the other, they soon followed.

And they pitched them all with their side as long as we had this trip.

So there was just the two of you, I...

Yes.

The crow and me.

Here.

Thank you, ma'am. I must try to get up soon.

Oh, you must build up your strength.

We've got time enough.

Here we shall be open a couple of months, given a fair passage.

I thought I would pray.

But...

But...

There is the rule of three.

What's that?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What's that?

Luck, ma'am.

It strikes in three.

This has been my third voyage,

where the two before ended in disaster.

I'm sorry.

We are going to search our wish.

Two of our bros and together.

Lord, draw us into the end.

The wind has come right round.

I hope so, that.

You cannot take along or reach southwards.

Oh, it's either that or short-taxed to be around the Cape.

You're in state.

Yes.

But of course you take.

It's a long way.

It'll cost us three or four days.

Three days, I can afford.

Not more.

Could be surprised Chinese curry.

Right, puttin' in robins.

Maybe channellers meets one thing, but Chinese channellers meet.

Yeah, it's grit and grizzle.

Oh, it does meet, though.

And that will be thinking of this scuff as a banquet in a day or two of time.

There's words to come.

Yeah.

I couldn't get no worse.

You're wrong, man.

We're way off course, did you know that?

We've got a game in our teeth, along his back to Fuciao.

All right.

Everything was fair when, till we picked up that order.

You know, I think...

Well, I think he's a juna.

He'd be no luck on this boy, he's no more. Not very easily.

I know he's a dulph, too.

He was telling the Mrs.

There's not been his third voice to go bad on him.

You won't be very elegant, I'm afraid, but at least you'll be decently covered.

There's a couple of my husband's linen shirts.

And the best trousers and tunic we can find in the slot chest.

Very, very kind to me, man.

It's not much, I'm afraid.

Okay.

Come in.

Ma'am.

He'll have ordered you something more substantial than broth today.

Oh, oh, oh.

Thank you, ma'am.

But to me, I will never touch.

Oh, it's good beef, but life is loter and Fuciao.

I force phone on it.

I still hope the man that eats meat becomes like the very beast himself.

Bigger pardon, ma'am, but could I have the leavens?

Fuc's attack isn't that prime.

Would you try the potatoes, ma'am?

Can I come out?

You may leave this.

You may leave this.

I guess I'll school, ma'am.

She throw good roast beef over the side, rather than let us even have a smell of it.

Oh, so far would need to herself.

No.

He said he'd force one on meat.

He'll eat fresh, becomes like the very beast himself.

That's what he said.

They're weem tanning the scrawny old cattle on the air since...

You know what I reckon?

And days in the long boat have turned him.

Touched his brain.

Ah.

Blood, the smell of it, it's turned him.

I never believed those stories.

Oh, you think on?

Is there one who had the strength to live that was three of the died, two of them over the side, whom seen?

A scoot-taffy.

Ah, days and days on it.

No food.

No water.

And they're dead and beside you.

Like a lovely fat cuckus on a butcher's slatter.

Your brain's gone rancid.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

What's that?

Is there a journal like you said, Taff?

There's no flying fish.

Following this ship.

Oh, Mr. Broke, Sauer Sauer S, still that track.

Fine.

She's in the airport and has sticks out and sharpness.

In this, that's right, Mr. Broke.

And I can't...

Blow up, drawers and togethers.

Come in there, you Thomas Wagner of Olafkinah, hurry!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Hey, Lord, change your world!

We're...

I told you, I'm not doing it!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

We therefore commit his body to the deep.

To be turned into corruption.

Looking for the resurrection of the body,

when the sea shall give up her dead,

and the life of the world to come through our Lord Jesus Christ,

who at his coming shall change our vile body,

that it may be like his glory's body,

according to the mighty working,

whereby he is able to sift through all things to himself.

What are you supposed to doing?

Why not?

Are you afraid?

It's music.

No.

Just play as others like sin.

Don't do it.

I'm not going to stomach nothing tonight.

I'm not roast turkey and chestnuts.

Poor old Taff.

It wasn't a bad shit mate or little blued up.

It lent me 50 candorine in food child market.

I won't want them back now.

What's a no wind?

We've had nothing but ill wind.

Ever since that old Jonah climbed over.

Well, we'll carry in bad luck.

Until we slips him.

Slips him.

All right.

You mind the story of the real Jonah?

Now there was no end to the storm,

until the sailors cast him over.

We ought to light now, Lord.

Well, he'll be him over.

Change our luck, see?

Now, we've never got him topside in other mates, see him.

Never would.

Tonight, up to four belts.

Captain asleep.

You're at the helm, me on watch.

Isch the wheel for five minutes.

Knit below, bring him up.

Splash, none the wiser.

Just the two of us.

Keep it a secret.

No else to know.

Of dole jah, are you with me?

I have to be, don't I?

Come on then.

You're white, Libby.

Come with you.

Urgh, I've got this place to help.

We are one thing on the living table.

Get out of here!

Give us an hand, quick!

You miserable scum!

Leader! We're the old man, Clark! We're trying to help him!

Better watch fast!

I can't get it. I can't get it. I can't get it.

And Pop Tides! I'll deal with you later!

You're alright, Mr. Hennessy?

I don't know, what's the disturbs?

Well, I've caught Bobner in Hennessy trying to help him.

Not far.

It's been taken bare, but I know Bobner's quick old brass band.

Or likely we're plotting the old evil.

God's name, what?

The folks who's running with rumors.

Seems he's the jolus that's bring this bad luck.

Oh, rubbish.

No rough passages before.

I've given him a reason. There's none too superstitious as your ignorant packet rat.

Don't you give him time for I'd of fantasies, you welcome harder.

Bobner's the orphaned gurbins.

Put some in to port.

We're best off without him.

A superstition worth two days. Two days on a fast run with first crop of tea.

And the price falling from the day the first shipment's landed.

Never.

There's respect, sir.

And the master of this ship, and I'm responsible for the crew, was well as a coddle.

I'm glad that I feel a superstition, man.

In your opinion, sir.

You disappoint me, Captain.

I'm sorry.

I'm glad to come to this ship.

But I'm master of the Anita Lyne, and I'll say we stay hot.

Owner's orders?

That's right, Captain.

Elizabeth.

Daniel, this is the very last place I'd expect to encounter an old sea dog like you.

Well, I was buying a book on the advice of a friend.

What a charming idea.

I'm glad somebody is opening your mind to the world of letters.

Our mutual friend.

I'm very suitable.

You admire the work of Mr. Dickens.

Well, I have not so much chance to read him as yet.

But no doubt our mutual friend, Miss Emma Callan, thinks you should.

I don't really think that's any concern of yours, is it, Mrs. Fraser?

Oh, you bite.

How's William?

Growing more like his father every day, I'm told.

It's ghostly recognizing now.

May I call?

You know that's not possible.

Because of Albert?

Yes.

Though he's scarcely sees enough of us himself these days.

Out to all hours working.

He, uh, he tells me work on the steam ship is progressing well enough.

You've been to the yard.

Oh, no, I keep out of there.

But you have seen, Albert?

Yes, it was, uh, in the street.

Daniel, you're not telling me the truth.

Where did you see, Albert?

Well, why the mystery? Tell me, Daniel.

Well, it was another place.

He was probably meeting a business acquaintance.

Foxy's music rooms.

A music hall?

But he has so little time or money for amusement.

Well, it's a well-known meeting place for business folk.

Yes, I'm sure.

Well, I won't keep you from Miss Callan any longer, Daniel.

Fine, Elizabeth.

It cannot be.

Are you sure?

I've been to old widow crew.

She's had enough of her own.

I'll wish you'll have to help me.

Oh, how can I?

It's your brat.

I should have thought you'd have known what you've been doing all those afternoons in the sale store.

Be quiet.

Because you tell me to.

I don't care who knows.

I have responsibilities, problems.

And, Mrs. I expect she's been wondering why you've been so tired of late.

She must never hear of this.

So what do you suggest?

Well, haven't you got any idea what to do?

Surely one of your friends here.

Mrs. Croon's got a gentleman.

Studied at the College of Medicine, you did.

How much?

What?

How much would it cost me for you to make your arrangements and go away,

so that I'd never set eyes on you again?

Is that what you want?

More than anything.

Oh, out.

You cruel.

A practical.

How much?

I don't know if we could get Mrs. Croon's gentleman to do what we can.

It's supposed to be necessary.

Well, there'd be a pound or two on the side for her, and then there's my rail there back to Preston.

Could you manage twenty-five?

Twenty-five pounds?

I couldn't do it for much less.

I'll give you ten.

Then I'll go to your wife.

You'd get nothing from her but box deers.

There.

Oh, but...

I didn't mean anything to you.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Elizabeth.

Not in bed.

I wasn't tired.

Have you had your supper?

I, er...

I ate earlier.

At the yard?

Yes.

You come to bed, midiara.

It's cold down here.

I went to your yard.

They told me you left before seven.

I had one or two calls to make on, and I would supply us.

At Fox's music hall?

Elizabeth, are you trying to pry into what I do with me time?

I am your wife.

I have a right.

You have no right.

I do as a dumb world, please.

With all the women.

If I so choose, yes.

God knows you've been cold, comes to nothing's past few months.

Oh!

Oh!

It seems to settle the matter.

I'll sleep in a guest room.

Do!

Stop, assist,amb yet!

You must have died.

It's them.

Any sign of a win?

Now that breath.

Here I am.

Do you remember our first voyage together?

I want to talk to you to navigate.

Scammed instruction with a rick is a bad journey.

Hi.

Now, if I handed command over to you again, what would you do?

I haven't a notion except to pray for a strong wind.

Let's hope it's not long of coming.

They've been out pressed without you sometimes.

Compliments now?

Just the one.

Could you not spare one for Captain Baines?

Baines.

Show him that you trust his judgment.

What?

Let him waste time calling in a derping.

Well, it would have set the crew's minds at rest.

Look, look, look what they like.

So long as when Baines says jump, they jump.

Come in.

Mr. Hennessy.

Oh, you're feeling all mad.

Except for the pit of dizziness, I'm all right.

Please sit down.

Thank you, ma'am.

Will you take tea?

Thank you, yes.

Back in your pardon, Captain.

What course have we?

Say, course, as a cork, or whichever way

the current chooses to send us.

We were become, too.

What, on the long boat?

Yeah.

For six days, after Smith and Davies had died,

I was alone in the boat with McCrow.

I must tell you, he was a very violent man, man.

Very violent.

But every minute, I watched him.

Every second, I watched him.

I watched his hunger growing worse.

His desperation more acute.

How terrible.

For the day, we sat on that flat sea.

And a long night, and a longer day.

You see, I happen to know what happened to Davies.

But McCrow, you know.

Your sufferings have ended now.

I hope so.

Hey, in a couple of days, we'll pick up some wind again.

Captain, we will be taking the ensure

at the Douglas Bankwoody.

Well, how can I tell?

With a fair wind, an insured passage could save us a day.

This is a danger to the ships.

I need a fast passage, Mr. Ennessy.

But I assure you, as owner, my concern for safety

will be as great as yours.

Big catch, a pair of gravel lane books with 50 ribs aside.

Yeah, it's better than dry biscuits any road.

Ah.

That's enough to break a rhyme after it is all matters.

When are you going to get some decent gum on this scow?

And you need to eat some meats on that deck,

them two porkers, and the captain saving those

until we're around the Cape, providing

the young dive old age.

You might have a nasty accident.

You wish him one of them.

No, suppose it happened.

They'd have to be cooked and eaten the same day, wouldn't they?

And this eat?

Think of it.

Lovely, juicy, crackling.

Soft meat.

Thick gravy.

Ready going.

Totside, might talk about it.

All right.

We'll be right back.

Get him down!

He's «chance Fantastic»!

I see this!

I see this!

I told you not to call.

I was just passing the house. I thought why not.

Do you mind?

No, not as it happens.

Let's get this simple.

Hello, William.

That's time I saw you. You were no bigger than this skinned rabbit.

Oh, definitely not.

I got a bolt here, haven't we?

Hey, look at that. Hey, good.

There's a storm coming up. Look, storm, eh?

Don't get it too excited.

Please, down!

We're down!

That's poison alcohol.

Oh, I'm trying to do it.

Oh, I'm trying to do it.

Oh, I actually can't.

I'm going to rise.

Let's get you dry.

There we are.

Let's wrap you down.

Wrap up!

Me, huh?

Come on.

Oh, dear.

My boat's out on you.

Our son.

What's that saying?

I didn't marry you because I couldn't stand the thought of becoming a lonely sea captain's wife.

And now?

Now I'm a sure man.

Home every night.

And I married to puffing Billy's boilerman.

Made you go, husband?

I made the choice.

I can't regret my bargain.

Come on, now, will you, mate?

Let's get you into your night, Cheyenne.

Hey, good boy.

Is that what you're looking for, a bargain?

Bap!

Was there nothing else between us?

Love?

You know you can't ask that, Daniel.

Oh, well, I tell you there was love on my side.

But you're engaged to Miss Emma now.

So a mistake can never be put right.

No, Daniel.

There's no way.

Come on, beautiful.

Come on, help me, mom.

I think you better go now, Daniel.

Can I call again?

Better not, I think.

I don't want you to get the impression that either William or I need you.

I...

I had had a premonition about my death at sea.

I had hoped to prove it wrong.

All day long in the boat with my crow.

All that long night,

and all the next day I was watching.

Watching for the moment when he attacked you.

No.

When he fell asleep, that was my chance.

That was my moment.

My chance to support you.

So you attacked him?

I killed you.

I smethered his head with a blunge.

And I fought him as he struggled to breathe until the last piece had come.

Oh, God.

It was my only chance.

Oh, God, forgive me.

Pull him up.

For three days.

Two nights.

He lay there, I had in the string to pitch him over the side.

Yet I had to fight the desire not to cut his body open and drink his blood.

As he had done to smit them babies.

All right, Mr. Buff, square the arms and the bracelet.

Hey, dear, that wind.

No journos, we did there.

What if he's dead?

That's my slaughter.

Word down there, Scott.

Go get your David talking for the menu, please.

Oh, my God, Bob, no.

What have you done?

Oh, my God, Bob, no.

What have you done?

Oh, well, Captain, I'm extremely late in the West.

Consider the portitude north of West.

Take us inside the Ugullas Bank.

Hi.

Will the old man ship win down?

Well, it's the shortest way.

Wind behind us, we could.

Game and a half a day.

We take the inshore passage.

And only if the wind held.

You shift the two points and put us on a leash or?

You superstitious, Captain Bains.

No, sir.

But my judgment is we best avoid those particular streets.

It's it?

It's a good journey.

It is.

Very well, then.

Captain.

It's your ship.

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