All language subtitles for The Onedin Line S08E07 Vengeance

Thank you.

Hey, who just rests nice and easy, Tom?

I wanted to bury you at sea, but...

...you just weren't possible.

But...

...you're not too far from the sea now.

It's just over that next hill.

I know I reckon that most days you'll hear the sound of the gods cry.

And also...

...smell the sea.

This...

...is his only temporary light.

I'll get your proper headstone as soon as I can afford it.

And that's a promise, lad.

I'll be off there at a level to settle matters with James O'Ledin.

Will you not sit down, Mr. Pearson?

When I call at his office they said he'd just left for home.

I'll be missing him for some weeks now.

I've been very patient with your husband, Mrs. O'Ledin.

More patient than most would have been.

I'm sorry.

My husband does not discuss his business.

Five months now he's been owing me.

If you'll kindly excuse me, Mr. Pearson.

I come home for lunch and find you waiting for me by the door.

James?

Now that's the sort of thing I was but likes to see.

James, the Mr. Pearson is waiting to see you.

Oh, I...

Mr. Pearson, eh?

Jack Pearson, why I haven't seen you for...

Too long, eh?

You're looking very well?

It's not good health, just a flush of impatience.

You'll get your money, Jack.

Hi, but when?

It's five months in short ship left my yards.

I was warned not to let it go until you paid up.

What?

What?

I who?

Others who can't get the money from you.

But I was fool enough to trust you.

Oh, you can trust me, Jack.

I'd sooner have the money.

Oh, no. I haven't got this.

It's no small sum, you know.

Don't I know it?

Close on £2,000 and I need it now.

These are hard times for all of us, not just for James or me.

Well, they are especially hard for me, but you'll get your money, I promise you.

Another one of your schemes in my day.

Well, have you all haven't you?

Well, as a matter of fact, I have.

And who are you planning to stab me in the back this time?

You'd better leave the house, piss.

Oh, I am still without my money.

Look, I don't care how you come by it, I want my money.

I'm warning you, I'll not wait much longer.

Mr. O' Needham isn't here, Mr. Vanderade.

He's still at luncheon.

And I shall wait for him here.

Where's Mr. Dawkins today?

Mr. Dawkins, no longer works here.

Indeed.

And however did Mr. O' Needham come to lose such a value than trusted employee?

I didn't lose a value than trusted employee.

I got rid of him.

Ah, I see.

For giving away that malt whiskey contract to Captain Baines?

No. For betraying confidences.

I go to, er, 9000.

Ginnies, I think.

What, that from Dawkins to, did you?

I bought of her 8,400.

Pounds.

And perhaps you'd care to have this survey.

A more use to you than me now.

I got it from the man who sold her to the man who sold her to you.

Not nearly as see-worthy as she looks, is she?

I vowed I'd beggar you, Needham.

And I'll do more than that before I...

Fucking about it.

Out of my way, woman.

Is not a dole, I tell you.

Come out and show your face.

Damn you hiding behind the woman's skirt!

Just keep your voice down, will you?

Mrs. O' Needham's in there and she's been ill.

No, I came here to speak to him and I'm not leaving till I've had my say.

I told you, Captain, you'll find him at the office.

I stand aside there, I'm going in.

Then you'll be stepping over me.

Mrs. O' Needham's alone in there and I'll not have you bestering her.

Now listen, I've never laid hands on a woman before,

but if you insist on sheltering the murder...

Madam.

Madam. What's he saying, Madam?

Yeah, that's what he is no less a murder.

Mrs. Gibson, what is going on here?

Captain Baines?

I'm sorry, Mrs. O' Needham.

He insists on talking to Mr. O' Needham and I've told him he's not at all.

Kindly explain yourself, Captain Baines.

Oh, whatever happened.

And now I've arranged my look.

I'm still a shitmaster.

And I came here to speak with him.

And I'll not be sent away with excuses like a comma-lucky.

Don't you, it's not an excuse, damn you, it's not at all.

Thank you, Mrs. Gibson.

Madam, I don't like to leave you alone with...

Thank you, Mrs. Gibson.

I shall ring if I need you.

Please, come in, Captain Baines.

Will you sit down?

You'll stand, thank you.

I hope you do not mind if I do.

I am still rather unsteady on my feet.

We have not seen each other since you left the only in line.

I was sad to hear of your leaving, but glad to hear you brought your own ship.

The poor lad didn't even have a proper funeral.

The lad?

Young Tom.

See how selfish I am.

Talking about my pride as if it really happened.

And after all these years working at sea since I was a little more than 12 years of age,

I didn't have enough money to buy the lad a piece of ground of his own delight.

So here I am.

He borrowed clothes, looking for faces to punch and bones to break,

because I can't ever grieve I feel for that poor young soul.

Tom.

Dead.

But what happened?

Oh, you must have heard.

No.

At least I have not.

Well, I lost my ship.

She caught fire.

I see.

And young Tom.

Oh, he was burned.

Burned something terrible.

Damn your husband Mrs. Danny!

I'm sorry.

I don't understand.

You've tried to show some sympathy for the lad's feelings.

Have you treated the lad right?

Young Tom wouldn't have run off like he did.

He wouldn't have been sailing on that damn devil's ship or mine.

But my husband said that you enticed the boy away.

That's a lie.

I understood I needed and gave him permission to say it with me.

And he wasn't until it was too late that the lad told me the truth.

And what was that?

Oh, leading through with the disobedience.

And breaking his articles.

And to joining me and my ship.

Oh, leading is to blame for that lad's terrible end.

Look, he's to blame for all that else.

What else?

That as I turned a blind eye to at the time.

God forgive me.

And you know one of them.

Do I?

I'm the reader's brother.

But he'll all catch up with only even sooner enough.

You'll see if it don't.

And the Lord and the devil will make him pay for the things he's done

and I'll be along with them with all my strengths.

Like nothing against you, Mrs.

Oh, yeah, that's all.

I mean that lad died in my arms.

And I'll never forget his poor bird face as long as I live.

And I'll never forgive an Eden.

Never!

I almost passed your bike at today.

I hardly recognized you.

Oh, please, I borrowed.

I just got back to Liverpool.

I'm grateful for the ride.

Well, I'm on my way to my club.

Why don't you dine with me?

Perhaps some other times.

I've just got to get back to my audience.

Well then, I'll take you there.

Niles Street, isn't it?

I was told that you had bought a ship of your own.

The sea spray.

It was my first voyage.

Successful, I trust.

My lost her.

She caught fire.

Oh no.

I'm truly sorry.

I wonder if you ever knew young Tom Anal.

Tom Anal?

Oh yes, yes, and a printed.

Oh, I see.

You mean that he was...

Strange.

And while the days I've been away and it seems like months years ago.

They had an affection for them now.

It was like a sultry.

James owned Eden.

Damn the man if it hadn't have been for him,

Tom wasn't even a bore.

What do you mean now?

You don't know what I do much, can you?

Let us meet again tomorrow at my club.

We can talk then.

Oh, come along, man.

You can refuse to eat, but not a drink or two.

A man can only bear so much to think I don't know.

No, brother Theodore.

We'd heard there was a ship on fire.

See, never thought for a moment it was painters.

That drowned.

Parente said.

Oh, go on.

Pain say anything else.

Not much else.

Where are you going?

Pays is Loggies.

No, James, don't go now.

Losing a ship, and Tom,

you're one someone to talk to.

Why did he come wait till morning?

Well, he won't be sleeping, Loggies.

Now, they will lie.

No, James, please.

What's the matter?

What's wrong?

Hold me.

Hey, you're trembling.

You were right.

I am not well yet.

I cannot wait to sail away from here.

The news about Tom, it's upset you, hey?

Yes.

Yes, it has.

Is that something else?

I'm frightened for you.

Frowned for me?

That man who came here to see me.

That man who came here this afternoon.

Other men you owe money to.

Captain Baines, you have so many enemies.

Oh, you're seeing dangers with her?

Ah, none.

Hey.

We both of us need to get away from here, poor.

We'll sail as soon as I get a crew, hey?

Where will we go?

Oh, Holland.

Yes, there's a couple of people all me favours in Amsterdam.

Now, we'll pick up a cargo and then...

then off we'll go.

How dare you turn your back on me?

And how dare you come bursting in here like this pestering me?

I have no wish to talk to you either now or in the future.

Well, whether you wish it or not, I will be answered.

Have you dismissed Miss Mumford?

Yes, I have.

Now, will you please go?

Now, you listen to me.

That woman has cared for my children since they were born,

and I will not stand by and see you.

You will not stand by as you well know.

Yes.

Parrading on a musical stage flaunting yourself in public.

I'm told the only thing you've flown to see your father's money.

I beg your pardon.

After all, you have little else to offer.

Get out of here.

I find it extremely distasteful talking to an adult, arrest.

Caroline, shot!

I will not have such behaviour in my house.

Then I'll leave.

Not without an explanation you won't.

Well, this... this person has dismissed Miss Mumford

and installed some muttonette she's brought over from America.

Because of that, you both start fighting like a player of Allec.

Well, I thought you'd be concerned, at least for Robert's sake,

if I feel that either of those children are not being properly cared for,

then I will have plenty to say.

And so will I.

I'm leaving for Bristol tomorrow.

Aunt Mary has my address.

If there is the least thing wrong, write to me,

and I shall come home immediately.

Goodbye, Aunt.

How could Samuel have ever married such a woman?

I should think at this very moment, Charlotte is thinking exactly the same thing about you, Caroline.

Time we left to dine with James, I think.

Samuel.

Ah, evening, Max.

Have a Max.

Mm-hmm.

I'd like a word if you have a moment.

Certainly.

Oh, but don't look so serious.

We're still friends, I hope.

Yes, of course we are.

Go on.

That paper, I sold you.

My uncle James is dead.

You wouldn't tell me you were going to turn up at his office,

demanding instant payment and £500 interest into the bargain.

Over surely he told you the reason for that.

The reason there he didn't.

Ah, well, I was simply paying him back.

You see, I was interested in this little, uh, three master.

And, uh, your uncle knew she was unseeworthy, and yet he let me go ahead and buy her.

He's the very shrewd fellow your uncle.

Well, he'd be wise not to cross swords with him because he generally wins.

Yes, I'm sure he does.

Oh, I almost forgot. Congratulations on your marriage.

Oh, how did you know?

I know everything.

I make it my business to know everything. I have to.

I also gather that the fortunate young lady is extremely beautiful.

Who tells you that?

No one. I happen to catch a glimpse of the two of you together in the park yesterday afternoon.

Now you must come and have supper with me.

No, I'm sorry, Max. We're dining with my uncle tonight.

Ah, well, then you must give him my regards.

And you and your wife must both come and have dinner with me one night very soon.

Yes, we will.

You promise now?

I promise.

Good. And I just have to find another companion to, uh, while away in the evening.

Ah, Elizabeth.

Now then, what's this you've heard from Daniel?

I'm sorry, aren't I rather thought you'd mentioned it?

Oh, it's only a rumor. Perhaps I shouldn't.

Oh, well, he may as well know.

Daniel was talking to Sir Gerald Landry.

Mm? What does he want this time?

Nothing.

It's just that he told Daniel that the Queen wrote you a personal letter of thanks for conducting Prince Alexander to Bulgaria.

Hi, well. She did, yes.

The Queen wrote you a letter.

But James, you did not tell me?

He didn't tell any of us.

But what's more important, the Queen may have it in mind to reward you in some way.

What, James? You are to be honored.

Isn't that just a moment?

Not just a moment. It is only a rumor.

James, surely you are pleased. You are to be honored.

What have you nothing to say? You are to be feeling proud.

Maybe I should.

Only, I've done a lot of things that I'm not so proud about.

Nice, but one staff's stuck with it somewhere.

Well, not so out of the way. Nice and I'm not caring about being seen.

That is the one advantage of not having relatives when you can't meet them at awkward moments.

You're still in Liverpool for good now, I suppose.

No, only until I finished my business here. Just one minute.

How did you come by this?

Don't you think I'm worth it?

Just answer the question, Pitzy.

Perhaps it was a gift from an admirer. I do have a lot of admirers, you know.

But if the police were told and they were to ask you how you came by it.

Well, then I'd just have to tell them one time.

Here you're at him.

Just tell me, Pitzy.

All right. Put that goal then.

Listen, I don't want my head stoving, so I'm not saying his name.

I didn't ask you for his name.

Well, all I know is, from time to time, he comes up on business from London.

Business? Oh, yes, and we both know what that means.

Anyway, the last time he was in a hurry.

The police were after him.

Yeah, he asked me to keep it safe for him.

Safe, and you keep it in here?

Oh, dear Pitzy. I think you better let me take care of it for you.

Oh, no. What happens to me when he comes back for it?

Well, how long is it since you last saw him?

Six months.

Then perhaps he's in prison. I only want to borrow it. That's all.

Borrow it. What for?

Don't you trust me?

How long would you keep it for?

Just a few days. That's all.

I just had her refitted. He cast a penny or two.

As I'd only just bought her, I couldn't pay the bill.

Pitzy arms down the yard. He was very decent.

He took my contract for the whiskey charter as surety.

Don't miss going to do him much good in here.

You had her in short, of course.

No, I couldn't afford it.

Look here, sir.

You said once that you were looking for a good shipmaster.

Yes, yes, I did indeed. But tell me, Captain Baines, as a shipmaster, how long would it take you to repay your debt?

Long enough to get my head down from the clouds and the fancy ideas I had of owning my own ship.

And I like you. Your experience and having worked hard all your days, you should have your own ship.

A man doesn't always get whilst you do. Lease way's not on this earth.

Sometimes he does.

Now then, about your debt for refitting of your ship, I hope you won't be offended, but I have already settled on that.

So, whatever I pay you as a shipmaster, you will be able to save to buy yourself another ship.

Oh, look here, sir. I'm truly grateful, but there's no need. I should be under an obligation.

I'm sure we'll find a way for you to free yourself of that obligation.

You know, something in mind?

Shall we have another drink, Captain Baines?

Oh, no, thank you, sir. I got to be going. I got things to do. And you can probably be a return.

Property?

Eh, I've been with him even a long time. Things have been, I've had for years.

You see, I would have sought him out and get the back to him by tomorrow. I don't want anything of his.

What will you do? Take them back to his office.

No, I slip the staff aboard one of his ships. You'll know who it comes from right enough. I want to be shot of him for good.

My carriage is outside, Captain. Let me take them back to your long periods.

Your Jack Pendleton, are you?

How did he put it? You were suddenly and unaccountably available.

Yeah, well, I suppose so. It's correct, sir.

Well, I'm hiring you because I want my wife to eat well on this voyage, but a what?

I'm acquainted with every recipe known to ships cooks for lining their pockets at their master's expense.

Oh, but it's all this stuff.

Now, do you understand?

Yes, Mr. Baines.

Right then, well, you can start by cleaning the galley up.

You know what?

It's cooked, left it in a filthy state.

You're waiting to talk to me.

No, I'm returning a need and lime property. We've nothing to talk about.

Well, you were most anxious to talk to me the other day. Ranting and threatening. My wife barely out of her sick bed.

Made no complaint. I heard it all from Mrs. Gibson.

What did you expect me to do?

Sit in my lodging. This nurse in my grief like a sick child. I'm not that kind of man.

Well, have you nothing to say, damn you?

Yes, I have.

I'm sorry about your ship.

Oh, damn, a ship, timber and canvas. What about the lad?

I'm truly sorry about the lad.

I know that you and he have become...

What about you? Are you saying you've no wit of feeling for him?

No, I'm not saying that because I had.

And I'm not saying that I didn't feel some measure of guilt for his death.

Don't you?

Well, whatever the truth of it, I'm leading my life my own way from now on.

Working for Max Vandereda?

Yes, I am.

Mr. O'odham?

Yes.

Mr. O'odham?

Yes.

Mr. O'odham?

Yes.

Mr. O'odham?

Yes.

I recall in some.

Looks as though you already have done.

Inspector Garak is my name, sir.

Is this a new boat?

Ah, I...

Am I telling me why you're here?

I don't have any questions.

As long as that's all you want, sir, I'm getting ready to sail, so I don't have too much time to spare.

Ah, see. So you're in a hurry to leave?

When exactly are you sailing, Mr. O'odham?

Sure as I've got me crewed together.

Does that mean you're already loaded?

No, there's no cargo.

Really?

Where are you bound?

No, Holland.

Indeed.

For what purpose?

Pick up a cargo.

And what cargo would that be?

The fetch is the biggest profit.

Now listen here, Inspector. I've never got the time to check it.

If we make a search of your ship.

A search?

Well, four.

Start here in the saloon, Sergeant. Then they come in.

Now, just a minute. Just a minute. Not so fast.

Now look, what is this all about, eh?

Now hang on a moment. I can get my permission yet.

I'm afraid we don't need it, sir. You see, I have the due authorization.

And what? That double-jub bother to ask me?

Look, what is it you're looking for, exactly?

I'd be honest, sir. We don't know.

Or we who don't know.

Life must be one long surprise for you and your crew.

Just acting on information received, sir.

Information from who?

It wouldn't help you to know.

Certain wretched souls are paid to pass it on.

Hello, Lady Foggity speaking.

Hello.

It's Caroline. Elizabeth.

Sam.

What's Elizabeth?

Thank you, Mrs. Gibson.

What exactly did this police expect to say?

Very little. He seemed reluctant to talk at all.

But apparently they received information and, acting on it, they searched the ship,

discovered a diamond necklace and promptly arrested Uncle James.

Well, what's he been charged with?

Receiving stolen property.

It'll get into the newspapers, won't it?

About this necklace.

Apparently it was stolen from a house in London.

Well, how on earth did it get onto James's ship?

Aunt Elizabeth, I don't know.

Well, have you spoken to James?

No, but Inspector Garak said he'd arrange for me to see him.

Oh, it's all a terrible mistake.

I mean, it can't come to anything, can it?

No, of course it can.

Well, in any case, how serious is the offense?

Oh, I don't think we should start worrying about that.

You said it wasn't very serious.

You were lying, weren't you?

Caroline.

And to truthfully.

Just how serious is it?

Well, Samuel.

According to Garak, the necklace was stolen from a dwelling house.

Now, legally, that single fact is very important.

Why?

Because if anyone is found in possession of goods stolen from a dwelling house,

then that in itself is sufficient evidence for the police to be able to see him.

Well, yes, that surely they're looking.

They don't need to look any further, Aunt.

You see, the necklace was found aboard Uncle James's ship.

He was on his own. He hadn't even signed on a crew.

So, yes, I'm afraid it is.

What's wrong?

Is it James? Has something happened to him?

No, he's quite safe.

Then what?

Margarita, James has been arrested.

Arrested?

But what for?

Aunt Kamenscytter.

No, just tell me, please.

He's been arrested.

He's been arrested for receiving stolen property.

Yes, but it's all a mistake, of course. He'll be home with you again in no time.

And what will happen to him?

Nothing, as I say. It's a mistake.

But if it cannot be proved to be a mistake...

He would come before a magistrate.

And then?

Well, he could recommend, if the evidence is sufficient, that Uncle James be tried at the next sessions.

I see.

And what will be... could be his punishment for this offence?

I have a right to know!

It's punishable with up to 14 years' penal servitude.

But even if Uncle James were to be convicted, it would only be his first offence, so I doubt he'd received more than two years.

It'd be so silly, of course, I didn't buy it. I'd have told him if I had done.

It's just a thought, Uncle.

So we come back to the fact that someone must have put it there deliberately.

And you've no idea who it might have been.

Any warfare I could have slipped aboard during the night?

No, but why?

I hide it in your ship's saloon.

Why should they then inform the police?

Uncle, I have the feeling that you know who it was.

Of course, I don't know who it is. Do you think I'll like me? Shut up in this place!

Listen, I don't want Margarita to come here.

I don't want her to see me like... well, it would upset her.

Yes, I understand. Like a lockkeeper away.

Yes, good.

The gross injustice for a man like you to be in here.

A man like me, eh?

You're of the police trace pendant in yet?

The cook that I signed on.

Er, no.

I'm only better gonna move on, isn't it?

They're not even looking for it.

What?

Uncle, all they need to prove is that the necklace was in your possession.

Now, unfortunately, you can't deny that it was found aboard your ship.

Of course I can.

I had it to which you were preparing to sail on your own with no cargo.

They do feel as a case to answer.

I see.

Well, then, they won't look for Pendleton. You find him.

All right, I will. But are you sure Pendleton's the man?

Well, who else could he be?

Well, Inspector Karak did mention one other thing.

What was that?

He said he'd found out that Captain Baines was aboard that day.

Guess he was.

Well, then, don't you think we should...

No, she'd better just get along now.

Fine, Pendleton. Forget about Captain Baines.

Loyalty indeed. You may call it that. I call it madness, plain madness.

They insisted that Captain Baines would never stoop to doing such a thing.

I know, but the very fact that James is protecting him.

Oh, that doesn't necessarily make Captain Baines guilty.

Samuel Baines blames your uncle for the death of the poor.

Didn't he even go round to the house raving and threatening?

Yes, that's true. And he did lose his ship.

And he's still in debt for the refitting of it.

No, that's been paid off.

Oh?

Percy Hobbs told me Max paid it.

Max?

You sure they don't think there's a link?

That's preposterous. I know.

I mean, Uncle James and Max may be business rival.

Did you know that Max has sworn vengeance for the death of his brother?

Oh, you don't believe that.

I mean, Max has always been so friendly towards me.

Far as I know, most charming to you too.

Exactly.

So you think he's been using us as part of his scheming?

Yes.

You know, I certainly feel very frightened.

On the surface, Mr. O'Reeda, it does look bad for us.

Of course. You mean me, don't you? I'm the prisoner. You're the solicitor.

Oh, a professional colloquialism.

But I do wish you hadn't told them you were sailing for Holland.

But I was.

I mean, Holland of all places. The very centre of the diamond trade.

Well, I told them where I was going before they found the necklace.

But the very fact that there was no other cargo aboard.

What do I know of the cargo? You believe that I knew the necklace was there too, do you?

Mr. O'Reeda, you're not being very helpful.

Another you, Mr. Dakers.

What for point of wasting all this time telling me that you wish I told them this,

you wish I hadn't told them that you're being no used to me at all.

Thought of being locked away in this place for sure what I didn't do.

Up to 14 years?

Yes, well, it hasn't come to that yet.

Nevertheless, until we discover how the necklace came to be in your possession,

we must not be little at gravity of your situation.

Believe me, Mr. Dakers, I do not.

Now, where can you think of anyone who would want to harm you in this way?

Yes.

If I had known that you were still unwell, I would not have come.

Thank you. But I am quite recovered now.

If you will permit me to say so under these awful circumstances,

you look quite as charming and beautiful as the day you came to my house in Sumatra.

Will you not sit down?

Well, I feel perhaps I should not.

Please.

Very well.

I had not intended to stay, you understand, but if there is anything I can do to mitigate the anxiety of this most awful circumstance,

you only have to say so, I did shall be done.

Thank you.

It must be a severe ordeal, but a man like your husband, so accustomed to space and freedom,

and the clean-solved heir to suddenly find himself imprisoned in a dank cell.

Oh, forgive me. I should not.

No. No, it is quite all right.

And what you say is true.

For a man like James, it is indeed an ordeal.

But of course, it will not be for long.

He is, of course, quite innocent of the charge.

I believe you blame my husband for your brother's death.

Or regardless of the past, at a time like this, I cannot help but feel sympathetic towards him.

You see, I could very easily have succumbed to the same temptation in order to solve my financial difficulties.

I realize that only too well.

Then you believe him to be guilty.

Mrs. Onedyn.

The shipping business.

I am not going to be a good friend.

It is not him to be guilty.

Mrs. Onedyn.

The shipping business is a hard world.

It is a world full of both opportunities and hazards.

It is also full of grave temptations.

You must not blame him too much.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Jara, take this man away.

By the way, Onedyn, I have heard the rumour of an honour from her majesty, the Queen.

Such a shame, even if they find you innocent, I doubt if that will now be forthcoming.

Oh, join this, aren't you?

I really don't know what you mean.

Oh, you know full well what I mean.

Captain Baines!

Captain Baines!

I've been looking for you for two days.

So I heard Master Samuel.

So I heard...

But I didn't want to be fair, see?

Mr. Needham was right.

I was to blame in part for what happened to Youngtown.

Yes, well, I can understand the need for you to drown your solos, Captain Baines.

But whilst you've been doing that, my uncle has been arrested.

Arrested? For what?

For receiving stolen property.

Stolen? I mean, they can't prove that these...

How is the police are concerned? Possession is proof.

But I'm of the opinion that Max Vanda-Rada is behind the whole thing.

I told Mr. Needham I got a work for Vanda-Rada.

Spoken out of grief and spite of the time.

But the truth is that I refuse to work for him.

Why?

He was being far too generous.

And I... I reckon he wanted me to do something not legal.

Captain Baines.

Stolen necklace was found in the ship's saloon.

On the day you were aboard.

So that's why you've been looking for it.

That was Mr. Needham. But he came aboard a bit later on.

Then it must have been the cook.

Cook? He was the only crew member that Uncle James had taken on at the time.

Jack Pendleton.

Pendleton?

If you want whoever took that necklace aboard, you don't need to look any further.

He's the finest cook on the Seven Seas and he's the Shiftiest.

Mr. Dunwoody!

Dunwoody, would you go to 24 Sully Road?

Jack Pendleton's lodgings.

I know. I sent a cloth long-nastily to pay him off and tell him he was no longer needed.

Apparently he's left that address.

Down.

Signed on another ship, you mean?

I don't know.

My clock spent the whole day making inquiries. He just... well... disappeared.

I doubt he's a Liverpool now, my lady.

There must be someone who knows something about that necklace.

There must be.

A few days, you said.

The necklace. What have you done with it?

I've told you not to worry about that.

But I do. What happens when he comes back for it?

Don't worry. I'll pay him whatever he wants.

No, Max, I must have it back. You promised.

Yes, well, I'm afraid it's too late.

Too late?

You've given it to another woman.

No, of course I haven't.

It's nothing to do with the need in being arrested, is it?

He's going to be charged with receiving stolen jewelry, it said in the papers.

I didn't know you could read.

I'm right.

Well, is it?

No, it's nothing to do with the need in.

Well, then, what have you done with it?

Look, I want to know. I've arrived to know.

Look, Betsy.

You don't care what happens to me.

When he turns up demanding that necklace, if it's not here, he could kill me.

But I've told you, I'll take care of you.

But you won't be here, will you?

Because if I weren't here, I said.

I mean...

If you took me away from here, after all, you do need someone to look after you, don't you?

Well, why not?

It's out of the question.

Why?

You could get me a nice place in me, all.

Then it'd only be you coming to see me.

Then I won't want to know about that necklace.

I'd never, never mention it.

Ever again.

You're a clever little thing, aren't you, Betsy?

Only because I'm so fondly, Max.

Well, what's your answer then?

Will you take me away from here?

All right.

I'll take you away.

I promise.

In other words, so the young lady is an embarrassment to you.

Exactly.

And I understand, Mr. Grogan, that you trade in the removing of such embarrassment.

If the price is right.

How much?

£50.

We are talking about a permanent removal, aren't we?

Yes, we are.

Very well.

We in?

Today.

This is her name and address.

Ah, and all this one.

Good looks.

It's a trim figure.

It's a pity for it to go to waste.

Mr. Grogan, if you are thinking.

Thinking of the means, sir, that's all.

Just the means.

There are many ways of removal.

Just so long as it's done today.

You've all been sold.

I'll never see Liverpool again.

You're not crying for any man, are you?

Cry for yourself, love, but not for anyone of them.

Pigs are there.

Deceivers.

Max Vander Rader.

He was Randa, what a might discover, that's why I'm here.

Whatever it was he'd done, I'd never have given him away.

Never.

Uncle, we may know it in our hearts, but we've not won jot of evidence to point to Max.

Mr. O'Neill, needn't we are about to go to court.

You are well aware of the gravity of your position, and I have little defence to offer on your behalf.

Now, I've recently heard from your creditors, that you have a scheme in hand that would pay off all your debts.

It might be of help if we told the court what that scheme was.

I have no scheme.

Oh.

Wolves are howling at your heels.

You've got to throw them, Sean.

I should have said of course, in view of the weight of evidence,

Uncle James has been committed for trial at the next sessions.

And they will find him guilty.

Aunt, what are you saying?

Uncle James is innocent, we all know that.

I know he is innocent, but if you are honest with yourself, Samuel,

you will admit that there is a small part of you that has a doubt.

I have seen it in your face.

That's absolute nonsense.

Margarita, has somebody been putting doubt in your mind?

Mr. Vanda Rader is here.

Ask Mr. Vanda Rader to come in, please, Mrs. Gibson.

Would you come in, please, Mr. Vanda Rader?

Samuel.

Mrs. Bess.

Mrs. Unedin.

I have just heard the decision of the magistrate.

I felt I had to come to convey my deep concern,

and my sympathy for you at this time.

You are the vilest man I have ever known.

You deem James responsible for the death of your brother,

and you came here to live a pool to wreak your vengeance upon him.

I know how you must be feeling at this time, Elizabeth,

and therefore I shall not take anything you have to say too seriously, of course.

Let me tell you something, Mr. Vanda Rader.

In your hatred, your blind hatred, your determination to be avenged,

you have revealed yourself as your brother's destroyer.

I've no doubt you behaved towards him as you behaved towards this family,

with one faces a smiling friend and the other a scheming enemy.

Take both those faces from this house, Mr. Vanda Rader,

and never bring them here again.

I will find him guilty.

Pray God, no.

But James, the worst torture that could ever befall him would be imprisonment.

The worst torture that could ever befall him would befall him.

The worst torture that could ever befall him would befall him.

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