All language subtitles for The Onedin Line Bloody Week S02E12

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I'll wait no longer.

Good-bye.

Look, you invite me to wake you safe.

It's an important meeting all night, all day.

I invited you nowhere. So Richard, ladies have been invited.

You here? I understand you're left, man.

Well, then, what does Sir Richard please and be want?

I don't know.

Thank you, Sir. James.

Sir Richard.

Don't get up to my constituency near often enough.

Politics and business, James.

Ah, foggy here, Sir Richard.

Little Miss Callan, are you wed yet?

No, not yet.

No? Would you like to see Sir Richard?

I don't know if you hear anything, or shall we straight down to business?

Always one for the social graces all needing.

Another one for Kent.

Oh, let's do business. James.

Remind me of all the ship.

Ah, the Maria de Glorier, over is it.

Better price for her.

Today's which price, and I believe to purchase your new house, you so some shares to me.

Or needing steam-ship shares?

Ah, a pun condition that Captain O'Nedon should have first option to repurchase them, should I consider selling.

Ah, through the firm of lawyers, I have lately received the most favorable offer for them.

No, yes. From whom?

And I'm named party.

I'll top any offer you that.

But don't you will.

Now look, if we're in competition for control of your need in steam-ship company, we neither

want some anonymous third party buy-in shares.

And you want to sell them now?

The offer's too good to refuse.

Well, can you not wait?

The offer expires in two weeks.

Can you find Sir Large at some within that time?

No. I'll pay cash.

Look.

Ah, first option on those shares.

I should have a say as to where they go.

You have first option.

There, uh, is a way in which they could go to you even yet.

Oh, gosh. Tomorrow.

Do we need them here?

Oh.

You'll collect a large debt that's owed you?

What do you know about that?

You once mentioned it.

I made it my business since to inquire.

Last August, you delivered some ship loads of food at room for Paris.

Nine months later?

War.

Still, they have not paid you.

Neither will they pay.

There's revolution in Paris.

The government of France is not in Paris, but at the side.

Not two, but three armies presently in France.

The communeurs in Paris.

The vis-à-il.

And the pressure's surrounding both.

It's taking more than three armies to keep him away from his money.

Oh, fuck it in.

It doesn't seem to me you have much more business here, so I'll, um, bid you goodbye.

Don't worry, I'm stopping.

See you later.

See you later, Mr. Fogarty's just leaving.

If you don't mind, Fogarty.

Very well, Sir Richard.

Oh, uh, take care you don't pay too high a price this time, or needin'.

I apologize for asking him.

Nothing.

Or is it that you were proposing?

But you go to Versailles.

I want a range-safe conduct paper that should take you clear to President Tiaffi himself.

To what?

merely carry a letter to President Tia.

I'm but saying what?

I may tell you.

I've read it for you, sir.

That's a stick paper, only, didn't it?

Not a fissure steak, babe.

And it's not an English.

President Tiaffi is not an English mother.

It's a thought I did of enough.

I'm not trying to take that letter. I must know what it says.

Well, am I not guaranteed enough for that?

No.

Oh, you want a careful man?

I should like to stay that way.

France is in chaos.

Paris is in the hands of citizen coming out.

Anarchists, some would call them.

And flights of civil war with the rest of France.

Well, they seems that jumps like everybody else, eh?

Are we left France to be beaten by the Prussians for the sake of the balance of power?

Now, some of us feel that a weak, resentful France forced to enrich a strong,

uni-united Germany by payment of 5,000 million gold francs in reparations.

But here may be sown the scenes of discord which could grow for 100 years.

Yes, but what does it say in the letter?

A offer of money.

Financial support to help pay the Prussians' indemnity

so that they will leave France as soon as maybe.

A government support?

No.

Individuals within the city of London.

And what else?

What else is in the letter?

Oh, merely a strong suggestion that tier must urgently crush the rebellion in Paris.

Unless the Prussians use it as an excuse to reoccupy that city.

No, won't he want it to carry?

He will carry it.

If I deliver your letter, come back with the cash in two weeks' time.

Will you sell my shares back to me for the same price that you bought them for?

Very well.

If you succeed.

I remember the arrangement.

Yes, yes, yes.

Second honeymoon or no?

We'll pick you up.

Now do not return after the 17th.

Live the course to wait my signal and then come and pick me up.

Yes, please.

Never mind a yes dear. My life could depend on it.

Oh, and that cargo potatoes don't sell it.

In fact, don't breathe a word about it.

People in France starving.

When I return, I'll sell it and make an some profit.

Don't forget.

Will you be safe in that little boat?

I don't know how he can stand the bobbing.

I don't know how he can stand the bobbing.

I don't know how he can stand the bobbing.

I don't know how he can stand the bobbing without.

I don't speak German.

Spy in France now needs to speak German.

I'm not.

I have to. Not a very good spy, but good or bad.

Spy is a shot. Look, I've told you.

I've told you a toy soldier, sir, my business, and a sigh.

I have a safe contact, sir.

I'm by your minister back in London.

They're both dead.

You can't tell the difference.

It's a poor look out for the German army.

The German army will survive, you.

So, you are an English merchant, a ship owner.

And you hope to see the president of France with a note.

You are an unlikely business.

Your ministers are satisfied as to the nature of my business.

Now, I'm not bound to satisfy you.

I think you are.

And what is more, I am in a position to satisfy my curiosity here.

Now, go get him.

You shall be repartent to your superior officers.

What is so secret about this?

It is important, yes, but not secret.

Confidential. And not addressed to you.

We do not wish to. We occupy Paris.

Louis Napoleon made the war and we have beaten him, sadly.

Now, Tiers is forced to pay 5,000 million gold francs,

and that is more useful than the city full of anarchists.

I have a question.

I'll answer no questions.

I said you are an unlikely person.

The note does not explain it.

Now, why does a man like you agree to carry you?

You have not had to hold me, you know, I'll answer nothing.

I think you're going to understand your position.

This is a war and I am a soldier.

I can have you shot and no one would even miss you.

Well, I'm English.

You soon found yourself in another war and one that I doubt that you'd win.

On the other hand, I can hold you prisoner until this note

and any private verbal message you have for Tiers is quite useless.

A soldier? There is no further message.

Then why? A man like you playing messenger boy?

Well, because I've got business I'll be on with the French government.

No, ah, it's about it.

Personal business.

A French owe me money and I want it.

Man?

Mm.

Time for some chappellate of food.

Ha ha ha ha.

You're going to see the president of France with an everything being?

Ah, I believe you. Good.

And I'm sure that the president Tiers will be delighted to receive you.

Well, then let me go on my way.

Let you go. I shall speed you on your way.

Elizabeth?

Oh, go away.

Well, that's what you'd prefer.

Albert? Oh, I'm sorry.

Yeah. Oh, I'm back.

I had such good intentions after so long.

You'll soon get your ceiling?

I'm so cool, sick. I'm afraid to make a bad invalid.

Cool. Oh, you've had a touch of fever, I think.

Don't touch me. My headache's enough.

The pity's sake, just leave me in peace.

Jersey, ma.

We make good times to banes.

How's Mrs. Fraser?

Prejudice, rather than dying, I fancy, though she feels otherwise.

Hello,

Mr. Fraser.

I kept it anything.

Mr. Fraser?

You have a letter for the president. Give it to me, please.

Well, let's say. Not addressed to you.

I see all correspondence.

I don't know you. I don't know your authority.

It is adequate. I promise you. Give it to me.

You are the deliverer, myself.

Why?

Well, business matter to discuss.

You think the president of La France does business with personal?

Do you?

The president always sees the letter. Give it to me.

Well, he's read it. May I see him?

Let's fucking decide. I can give no better undertative.

Please, sir. Thank you for not opening.

For nothing, then. It must be an offer of money.

I learned to help pay German reparations. An unofficial loan.

How do you know that?

France is still rich, Britain is greedy, and business is business.

And I guess there is a condition to learn.

That you should retake Paris as soon as maybe.

Sir, if you're sorry, I'm talking on this, aren't you?

And now your business to negotiate terms?

No, no, just personal business.

What? A food for sale.

If your terms are fair, I will buy it.

I want to make a profit.

We do not expect chariotate.

Well, I have a first shipload of potatoes, a bound for dear.

That's a weight, my signal. I can supply two shiploads of food,

a week to any French port that you name.

Well, I will buy. And since you're English, we need only to shake hands upon it.

Cash? Cash.

But there is another matter. An account outstanding.

Some shiploads of food that I delivered nine months ago haven't yet been paid for.

Since before the war.

Who has heard you so long?

The French government.

Yes, sir, but we are in France.

Paris. Paris?

I cannot pay the beers of des

sitté.

Paris isn't France, isn't it?

It is not French. We are at war with des Sitté.

One that you'll win soon enough, eh?

You can eat rats that mob.

Do you not know that the commune has passed a law, suspending payment of all debts?

No, good, that's a debt, dear. You can't just disown a capital city.

Anyway, I'm not interested in politics.

No.

The penalties of that mob could sit properly well.

Not mob, eh?

Your words?

They'll finish you. A mob got out and fired them up.

Democracy, eh?

Have you ever seen a mob?

It is a wild beast. Men, women, children, all shrieking, screaming, in a frenzy, mad.

Blesseding, wanting blood, running and killing and burning, all and all, until the door of exhaustion.

It is enimme.

And now she's killers and madmen. That is the mob, which thinks it can govern itself.

Yes, well, I'm owed money, and if you want to do business with me, you'll have to pay me.

When Paris falls.

When each and every one of those commune hangs from every street corner of the post.

Yes, you don't seem to understand. I need that money now.

Good.

Good.

I have a proposition for you.

Oh, what?

I want you to pay for this man for me.

And return for what?

For the money you want, for the chance to have your debt paid to us over.

Go there, they may pay you.

But whether they pay you or not, I will undertake to settle that account.

Go where?

Into Paris herself.

Paris.

Oh, no.

No?

How do you feel now?

I want to die.

Don't be stupid.

You should have left me in Jersey.

The doctor in Jersey said you were suffering from nothing more than a slight fever compounded by seasickness.

I'm very sick.

If you ask me, you're making rather too much of it.

Well, if that's the best health and sympathy you can offer, please go away.

Perhaps I should.

You'll have to put me ashore in France.

Don't be so childish.

Oh.

The Commins National Guard weekends daily.

They are without hope or order.

They wish only to defend their home around this mall.

We have reason to believe that you may easily, one man, pass into Paris this way.

Yes, I see.

I'm grateful.

France will be grateful that you've changed your mind.

Well, I haven't changed my mind.

Anyway, will the risk be increased by my carrying the money upon me?

The risk to me is increased.

Do you?

Yes, yes.

You can't simply simply take the money in payment of your debt and running for it yet, but that will not be possible.

You will be escorted to the Commins line.

Oh, I see.

It remains only for me to wish you Godspeed, Captain.

Look, let's stop this fast.

I am not going.

I have no intention of going, and there is nothing you can do to make me go.

Oh, yes.

Money to retrieve your shares in this shipping line when you go.

I already have my money.

I've delivered my note to the President.

This note?

This note does not deliver.

President Pierre has never heard of this note.

I will keep it until you meet Dombrowski.

For us, we will remember your willing part in ending this world.

We are in this world.

Stop!

Dombrowsk!

Can you tell me where I can find a man called Yaris love Dombrowsk.

I'm just kidding.

Don't understand the word I'm saying, do you?

Here, where's your family, then, eh?

Your people.

What is your name?

No.

Come all those up, Palivou.

Jean Paul, Missy.

Ah, well, Jean Paul, where's your father, eh?

A m'perre.

A m'perre m'ole.

And your mother?

Vous avec inme?

Oh, he missed you.

But you can't tell me where I can find a young...

Vous ne save pas, er...

Missy, er, Yarraslav Dombrask.

No.

Sit in commie now.

Oh, hi.

And an important one, member of the Committee of Public Safety.

Ah, I don't know the French for that, erm...

Comme des.

Ah, Comme des d'Essertes, public.

Ah, ah, that's the one.

No.

No.

And my mother can't tell you how to say the request.

Oh, d'Esschilade.

Oh.

Quiet, an hour.

Well, goodbye.

Erm...

Of why?

Of why?

Ah.

Excuse me, Maram.

Yarraslav Dombrask.

No.

No.

Yarraslav Dombrask.

Yeah?

No?

That's it.

Excuse me, er, Yarraslav Dombrask.

Yarraslav Dombrask.

Huh?

What do you want?

What are you doing here?

There's nothing here.

A key will evo, er, look.

It's an empty house.

Hey, that's mine.

Hey, Dad, look, you've no ride.

Look, how you...

You're feeling better anyway.

No.

I've had no food.

I've had a fever.

I've reached and vomited for days and all I get from you both is disapproval.

Disapproval.

Well, it seems to me that we've been,

Albert, particularly most elicitors of you.

Fushing.

Well, you've been sour complaining and unreasonable.

I'm on well.

I hate the sea and you refuse to land me anywhere.

Well, perhaps you can't land me in France,

but you've time in hand to return me to Liverpool and let me go home

and still to come back more or less in time to take off James.

More or less?

Very well.

You have been sick. I've made allowances.

It has been miserable for you.

But a suggest.

Even to suggest that we leave James at risk of his life,

perhaps while we take...

at risk of his life nonsense.

Well, it's only France, not heathen savages.

Anyway, James is an Englishman.

You could perfectly well take me back to...

Second honeymoon.

Yes.

Perhaps you're last.

I'm sorry.

You spent yesterday trying to locate Tamboski.

Why?

May I inquire your name?

I have very little time.

Missed you.

Captain, you have even less.

You speak excellent English.

Are you a member of the Committee of Public Safety?

I am.

Well, then you'd have done just as well.

Well, Dombroski, it's the only name that I knew.

Look, I have explained all this unenriched in Paris.

I'm after some payment, some money, or you can tell me for some shipping.

You are all they did.

Yes, since nine months, I...

Which you have come to Paris to collect since it has not been paid.

Ah, that's right.

And yet you have a satchel full of money.

That's mine.

It is useless to lie.

I have no doubt that you are here to bribe the late Minister of War

into a surrender to Versailles.

What is your name?

I am Felix Pierre.

Well, Mr. Pierre, my papers were taken from me, but if you was to look through...

Dombroski is no longer Minister of War.

You shot him too?

No.

Not him.

He has merely been replaced by the recluse.

Your attempted bribery has failed.

That it closed.

You are now a hostage.

You will be executed with the others.

You're okay.

This is a secret.

And when I'm not just a scothenate about this...

Oh, they will hear, I promise you.

Versailles has already been notified of your capture...

And that you are a hostage under a sentence of death.

Hostage in Paris.

Under sentence of death is his spy.

What are you doing?

I'm going to Paris, of course.

She's going to Paris.

Oh, what nonsense is this?

Not an unsense, I'm going to Paris.

No, me dear, no. What could you possibly achieve?

Back and back for his life.

I can tell them, or prove to them, that he's not a spy.

What else can I do? I can't stand by waiting for them to kill him.

Man, listen to me.

It's not possible for you to travel to Paris.

They'll not kill him.

A hostage, it's said.

Well, spy or no, spy.

Why else take hostages?

The call me now to be a shoot, Tim.

You can't go. It's impossible.

All you would achieve is jail and a death sentence for yourself.

Elizabeth, right, it is impossible.

It's impossible. I should do nothing.

I'm going and that's an end to it.

No, Anne.

No.

I'm afraid, Anna.

I must forbid it.

You have no right to forbid it.

A right or no, I do.

No sailor from this ship will row you ashore.

I shall make it an order.

I am forced to say that I admire your spirit, anyway.

Give me a horse and an escort.

A horse? People are starting all over France.

Horses are eating in France now.

Then I shall walk.

I must return you to your ship.

I shall not go.

You in go? I can spare escort for that.

I am sorry.

If you return me to the Charlotte Road,

I shall simply leave again.

And again, until I pass your centuries without being apprehended.

The admiration of your spirit and my sympathy for your predicament

do not extend to allowing you to expose yourself to danger.

That is my choice, sir.

That it is not.

You are a lady and even your husband would not,

I am sure, thank me for allowing you to behave otherwise.

That's nonsense.

I shall try again and again to go to him.

In that case, I cannot return you to your ship, of course.

Thank you.

And a horse?

Misunderstand me.

I mean that I cannot allow you to run wild through France.

You cannot prevent me.

Oh, yes.

If you do not give me your word now to make no further attempt,

then I shall most forgetfully be forced to detain you here.

Here.

I am not arrest for your own safety until your husband has been shot.

For your own protection.

I am a revolutionary and a journalist.

You are a spy.

What do we have in common?

Just like of time-wasting talk.

We know the meaning of worlds.

Worlds can kill.

Did you know that?

One world will kill you tomorrow.

What world?

A world which you have been phoned out until now, probably.

That world is donating.

Your name among those hostages will be executed in the morning.

I see.

Do you think of death?

I imagine not as much as you do.

Think.

Now.

I won't bother.

No.

I doubt you indulge in midnight chats with all your victims.

We do understand each other.

One stroke of my pen and your name is crossed off his list.

Would you like that?

It's possible.

I say no more.

It might be possible.

What are your politics?

I've known.

That is impossible.

Everyone believes something.

Some hope.

A philosophy made it to make life a little bearable.

I must know yours.

I am not very subtle.

I believe a man should stand on his own feet.

That nobody.

Politician. Nobody.

Make decisions for him.

You are a spy for no nobler reason than self-interest.

I'm no spy.

I believe in the need for violent revolution.

So we may rebuild a socialist state.

I welcome hate and violence.

I embrace anarchy and bloodshed because otherwise

greedy and uncaring liars like you

will tolerate any injustice for the chance one day

of standing atop the dung heap.

Does that strike no response in you?

What reply would you like?

You dare give me none but the truth in this?

Then no.

Your highest ideal is self-interest.

Often.

Excellent. I can use you.

You came to bribe them, Rovski.

You will bribe another man instead and Versailles will be as pleased with you.

You're free.

I'll give you your money.

Go and we shall see.

He is the new Minister of War, Charles de l'Ecluse.

How do I find one man and a whole bunch?

This will tell you we have to find him.

The woman there is his little friend.

Not to succeed, you'll have to give him some romantic reasons,

some idealistic excuse to take your money.

But he will. He will.

And then I shall have his head.

His or yours.

What are you waiting for?

Go.

I had the power. It is dumb.

That's arrogance even from oppression.

God, George, talk, sir.

We are British. Not defeated French.

I'm not subject to arbitrary whims.

How unidin is detained for her own portecture.

I'll protect her.

And does not require German force of arms.

It seems it does.

And what you mean by that?

If this lady was under your protection, it seems to me that you have...

D'Argh! Go back to your ship, sir.

I will release her in due course.

I shall not. I require satisfaction.

I think we mean different things by that one.

You question me, honor.

Go back to your ship.

The lady is in my protection.

And you'd better explain what you meant by that slight in reference.

I did not. I am military commandant.

Now girl, I should have you removed.

Explain.

If you... this...

I do.

You feel British.

You see nothing but shillings and kids.

I see that a man whose honor and duty clearly was to watch a woman

distort with fear for her husband.

You have failed, sir. And you have failed miserably.

Is yours?

My name is...

Sue-man.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Oh, no. Oh, well, I might.

Do you know Charles de Cruz?

Do you know he Cruz?

Yes.

Who are you?

Yes. Well, could you get a message to him, please?

Come on, Pa.

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

illing aifies.

I know.

A

Siltel...

Erm...

Boreal volcanic shed...

This is your mother, eh?

Uh, uh, Mayor?

Uh, who are you?

No, I'm the roughly speaks in.

Jean-Paul?

So, must your shirt, must your de l'écluse?

I'm the only one who's in the street.

I'm the only one who's in the street.

I'm the only one who's in the street.

You see the leg, please?

No.

Albert should have been back by now.

Hi, ma'am. I'm afraid you're right.

They must have arrested him.

Well, if they have men, uh...

what do we can do?

I don't agree, Mr. Baines. We must do something.

I think we should-

No, ma'am.

It's more than my life's worth to allow you a chore.

Mr. Baines, if my husband is in danger...

No, where?

Listen! I have a plan. I think it might work.

Is he? I am Charles de Lecliz.

Oh, you speaking, Miss A.

Jean Paul said an Englishman was asking for me.

Yes. Well, I tried to make them understand, but...

I couldn't. I wanted to warn you not to come here.

Oh? Why? Who are you?

Oh, Erniedon, Captain Erniedon. You're in danger. Great danger.

Of course.

Of course.

He's dangerous to be alive these days.

Hmm.

Do you know... Felix Pia?

Actually.

Well, he spared my life.

Then you are unique.

On condition that I came here to bribe you.

Right, me?

To do what?

Into surrender to the Versailles.

Mr. Trick! If you did, he'd have you arrested.

No, he will have you arrested.

Oh. That risk is a little further off. Before then...

Now, Ace, we'll have fallen.

Yes.

Why do you tell me these?

Would you self-adress for a perfect stranger?

Tom, I've given to noble justice.

But you can't. Leedomanta was death, can you?

Hate and fear.

They shot the Archbishop of Paris, the known as how many others.

The Toula Raython fire, the Ministry of Finance burns.

The Roux-Garl is a sea of flame.

Fire, death, blood.

And he's still not enough for them.

They mistrust even me.

Well, you'll be born.

Don't leave. They are not quite wrong.

Today, I have promised the United States Minister that I will try to get out of Paris.

To ask the Prussians to intervene and end this senseless slaughter.

Well, Yvonne, Yvonne.

Yvonne, I am not a very good person.

You are not a very good person.

I am not a good person.

You are not a good person.

You are not a good person.

You are not a good person.

You are not a good person.

Prong out, child.

I am not a good person.

I am not a good person.

I am not a good person.

I am not a good person.

What is the meaning of this?

I have come to offer for their freedom.

Oh, to offer what?

I have only one thing to offer, a best-born banker.

The potatoes!

James would be furious.

This is dialogue!

I am not a good person.

He says those men are pigs.

I don't think so.

They are only frightened, suspicious and as tired as I.

I got them to eat and they were going to die.

For what? Why?

When the brave words are all said, why?

This story remembers only the victors.

The victors are always right.

He is always a good person.

He is strange.

Of all the women in Paris,

she is one to think revolution wicked,

and revolution of his fools and wars.

She does not think I am fully sure wicked.

Don't you lie down and rest for a while, eh?

There will be rest in our farisan.

President Ray, I want to know,

what is the good of an unsuccessful revolution?

Not the man to ask.

She die ask.

Fluance, moussel,

vigo du val,

dead, all dead.

I could ask for sine.

Even Felix Pia,

they leave, they are still killing men,

so they must know why.

Why?

I used to know why.

For quite an hour, I thought.

For justice.

Because it was unsurportable that a man could be killed

for saying what he thought.

Because an emperor could jail a man because he wrote something unpopular

because a man must have a right to earn through.

And enough, at least to feed and crow these family.

Because, because, because.

Chief Arleton.

And I always did.

A capital.

If I.

If I and I don't know why.

It should, as become, very near.

It's you.

I aimed talking to a stranger.

I don't even know why you came to Paris.

I came to collect it.

Then sufficient reason.

I think it is time now.

No!

Fuck this, you're a big of him!

And he won't sit right off!

Fuck!

Come on!

I'm going to stop!

Come on!

Come on!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

No, no, no, no, no!

It's not our war.

No, no souls only!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

A war that should never have been fought.

Some ideas must be fought for.

Oh, really?

Good?

And I write out here of a way of winning with out bloodshed.

Without having to climb over corpses.

No.

I wish I'd had no part in it at all.

I wish I'd have no part in it.

You develop a conscience, James, what then?

What then?

Do you have no need of me?

Trouble

You