1.  Come on. It's all right. 
			  
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2.  Yes, it's all right. 
			  
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3.  Wake up, Will. 
			  
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4.  Starboard bow ahoy. 
			  
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5.  - What is it, Slade?
- Thought I heard somethin'. 
			  
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6.  Sounded like a bell. 
			  
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7.  - Native fishermen, perhaps.
- Or a reef marker, sir. 
			  
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8.  Mr Calamy, the lead, if you please. 
			  
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9.  - By the mark, five fathom.
- Five fathom. 
			  
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10.  Sand and broken shell. 
			  
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11.  What is it? 
			  
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12.  Two points off the starboard bow,
in the fog bank. 
			  
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13.  What was it? A sail? 
			  
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14.  - I don't know what it was.
- Should we beat to quarters? 
			  
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15.  - I can't be certain.
- You're officer of the watch. 
			  
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16.  Hollom, you must make a decision. 
			  
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17.  We shall beat to quarters. 
			  
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18.  Rouse up. Sleepers awake. 
			  
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19.  Move. Move along. 
			  
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20.  Jump to it, boys. Jump to it. 
			  
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21.  Light along there. 
			  
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22.  Sighting in heavy fog. 
			  
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23.  - Handsomely on the yards tackle.
- Topmen aloft. 
			  
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24.  Where away? 
			  
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25.  Two points off the starboard bow, sir.
Not a mile distant. 
			  
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26.  - You sure, Mr Hollom?
- Yes, sir. 
			  
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27.  Man-of-war? 
			  
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28.  I don't know, sir. 
			  
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29.  It was only for a moment.
I thought I saw a shape. 
			  
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30.  - Did you see it, Mr Calamy?
- No, sir. 
			  
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31.  You did the right thing, Mr Hollom.
Go to your stations. 
			  
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32.  The deck's yours, Tom. 
			  
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33.  Sir. 
			  
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34.  Clear away. And launch boats. 
			  
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35.  - Quit your dawdling.
- You heard the man. 
			  
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36.  Lower away. 
			  
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37.  Haul both your yard tackles. 
			  
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38.  Strike the bell. 
			  
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39.  Down. All hands down. 
			  
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40.  Hands to your stations.
Mr Hollar, damage report, if you please. 
			  
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41.  18-pounders. We'll have to get closer.
Run out the starboard battery. 
			  
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42.  Mr Allen, come up on the wind.
Lay me alongside at pistol-shot. 
			  
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43.  Sharpshooters to the tops, Mr Howard. 
			  
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44.  Sergeant. Take your section
into the main top. 
			  
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45.  We stand tall on the quarterdeck.
All of us. 
			  
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46.  - Mr Boyle, run up the colours.
- Aye, sir. 
			  
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47.  Note for the log, Mr Watt.
"Engaged enemy frigate at six bells." 
			  
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48.  - Straight at 'em, Mr Mowett.
- Straight at 'em, sir. 
			  
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49.  Bill. 
			  
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50.  Leave the swords.
Get the captain's silver below. 
			  
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51.  She's not in range yet.
Stand fast till she's close enough. 
			  
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52.  - Close with him amidships.
- Midships it is, sir. 
			  
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53.  For God's sake, don't drop anything. 
			  
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54.  Steady. 
			  
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55.  - Hold your positions.
- Hold your position. Courage, now. 
			  
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56.  - Hold steady, boys.
- Don't worry, lads, we'll serve 'em out yet. 
			  
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57.  Mr Pullings, sir.
Davies, Jemmy, get Mr Pullings below. 
			  
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58.  Aye, sir. 
			  
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59.  Mr Blakeney,
pass the word for the captain. 
			  
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60.  Clear the forward pin rails. 
			  
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61.  More sand on the floor. 
			  
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62.  On the up-roll, fire! 
			  
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63.  Down! 
			  
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64.  Relieving-tackles on the tiller.
You men, collect these wounded. 
			  
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65.  - Keep 'em spitting, Mr Calamy.
- Aye, sir. Reload and give 'em hell. 
			  
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66.  Sir. To the taffrail. 
			  
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67.  The rudder's shot away.
The steering don't answer. 
			  
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68.  We're fish in a barrel. 
			  
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69.  Why are we not firing? 
			  
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70.  Let me through. 
			  
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71.  Here, Joe. 
			  
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72.  Hold it in there. 
			  
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73.  - He's on the larboard bow, sir.
- Bring up your small arms. 
			  
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74.  Prepare to repel boarders. 
			  
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75.  Seize your weapons
and wait for the word. 
			  
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76.  Your orders, sir? 
			  
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77.  Call the gun crews to deck. Rig man-ropes
over the stern and pull the boats in. 
			  
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78.  Put us in that fog, Tom. 
			  
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79.  Pull together, men. 
			  
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80.  Pull for the fog bank. 
			  
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81.  Run 'em out. 
			  
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82.  Fire! 
			  
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83.  She's opened up a seam. 
			  
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84.  We need to get some oakum
and pound it in. 
			  
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85.  Joe, a mallet and some irons. 
			  
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86.  She's gaining on us. 
			  
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87.  - We're nearly there, boys.
- Pull. 
			  
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88.  - Reach for it, men.
- We're home inside that fog. 
			  
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89.  Fire! 
			  
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90.  Pull for Lucky Jack. 
			  
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91.  We've done it. 
			  
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92.  Pipe down. Silence on deck. 
			  
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93.  They'll not find us in here. 
			  
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94.  Quiet, lads. No shouts, no calls. 
			  
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95.  Avast rowing. 
			  
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96.  Well done, lads. 
			  
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97.  Two feet six inches, sir, and holding. 
			  
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98.  - Good work, Mr Lamb.
- Thank you, sir. 
			  
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99.  So, what's the butcher's bill? 
			  
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100.  Nine dead, 27 wounded. 
			  
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101.  Joe Plaice. 
			  
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102.  He has a severely depressed fracture
of the skull. 
			  
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103.  I don't think he'll see out the night. 
			  
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104.  Lord Blakeney. 
			  
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105.  Just a broken arm, sir. 
			  
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106.  You're in very good hands. 
			  
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107.  I'm doing everything I can.
I know you were close to his father. 
			  
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108.  His father would've understood.
He knew the life. His mother, however... 
			  
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109.  Let me take a look at that brow of yours. 
			  
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110.  What? 
			  
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111.  Damn, he was good.
Just came out of nowhere. 
			  
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112.  Hit us with a full broadside,
cut across our tail and took out our rudder. 
			  
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113.  Damn fine gunnery. 
			  
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114.  We only slipped away because of the fog.
Quite fortunate, really. 
			  
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115.  He may have had the weather gauge,
but we had the weather gods. 
			  
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116.  I have no idea
what it is you're talking about, 
			  
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117.  but he did seem to come off rather well. 
			  
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118.  Seven weeks sailing, and he happens
in darkness on our exact position. 
			  
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119.  The French have their spies
in England and elsewhere. As do we. 
			  
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120.  Indeed. 
			  
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121.  If he knew we were looking for him, 
			  
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122.  he could have stood to sea
and passed well clear. 
			  
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123.  Well then, perhaps he was looking for us. 
			  
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124.  If she was a frigate, then I am a Dutchman. 
			  
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125.  It was an unfair match.
There was no dishonour in it. 
			  
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126.  She was more like a ship of the line. 
			  
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127.  You have to wonder about her hull.
Our shots wouldn't penetrate. 
			  
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128.  Triple-shotted at 200 yards - no effect. 
			  
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129.  She had the weather gauge
and a clear advantage in firepower. 
			  
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130.  What is the weather gauge? 
			  
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131.  - Shall I show you again, Stephen?
- Not on the cloth. 
			  
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132.  It means she had the wind in her favour,
therefore control of the engagement. 
			  
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133.  And she had longer guns,
so she could hit us beyond our range. 
			  
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134.  The simple fact is
we were soundly beaten. 
			  
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135.  - Heavy frigate like that in the Pacific...
- Could tip the war in Napoleon's favour. 
			  
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136.  By comparison, the Surprise
is a somewhat aged man-of-war. 
			  
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137.  - Am I not correct?
- Would you call me an aged man of war? 
			  
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138.  The Surprise is not old.
No one would call her old. 
			  
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139.  She has a bluff bow, lovely lines. 
			  
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140.  She's a fine sea boat,
weatherly, stiff and fast. 
			  
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141.  Very fast, if she's well-handled. 
			  
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142.  No, she's not old. 
			  
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143.  She's in her prime. 
			  
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144.  We can patch up the main and mizzen.
Foresail's gone, so we'll bend our spare. 
			  
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145.  Mr Lamb is confident with basic repairs.
We can get home as we are. 
			  
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146.  We're not going home. 
			  
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147.  But to refit we need a port, 
			  
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148.  and the Acheron
may be still looking for us. 
			  
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149.  We can refit at sea.
Here, where it shoals. 
			  
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150.  As you said, she is taking the war
to the South Seas. 
			  
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151.  We are supposed to stop her. 
			  
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152.  But, sir - with respect - she's a vastly
heavier ship. She's out of our class. 
			  
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153.  She could be halfway to Cape Horn
by the time we're repaired. 
			  
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154.  Well then, there's not a moment to lose. 
			  
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155.  Is it true they put the last stitch
through your nose? 
			  
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156.  What do you mean? 
			  
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157.  Joe said when you die, 
			  
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158.  they stitch you in your hammock
with the last stitch in your nose, 
			  
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159.  just to make sure you're not asleep. 
			  
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160.  Not through the nose. You'll tell them? 
			  
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161.  It's all right.
It's just the laudanum speaking. 
			  
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162.  I've never seen a braver patient. 
			  
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163.  Poor darling.
Never mind, soon have you fixed up. 
			  
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164.  I want good work now. 
			  
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165.  I'll need two men into the starboard
forechannels. Roberts, Chadwick. 
			  
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166.  That's nice work there. 
			  
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167.  Repair won't do here.
I need these replaced. 
			  
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168.  Mr Calamy. There's something
might interest you here. 
			  
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169.  Look. The captain carved that. 
			  
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170.  When he was a mid,
no more than your age. 
			  
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171.  He's known this ship man and boy. 
			  
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172.  He says there's enough of his blood
in the woodwork 
			  
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173.  for the ship to almost be a relation. 
			  
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174.  I do understand your point.
Your knowledge is beyond question. 
			  
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175.  However, a week in the Brazilian rainforest
looking for a new mast simply will not do. 
			  
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176.  The Acheron will be halfway to China. 
			  
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177.  Mr Lamb, as always, will do his best. 
			  
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178.  Which is all I can hope to expect
from any man. 
			  
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179.  Is them his brains? 
			  
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180.  No, that's just dried blood.
Those are his brains. 
			  
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181.  Physician, he is.
Ain't one of your common surgeons. 
			  
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182.  - Can I have the coin, please?
- Sir. 
			  
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183.  He wouldn't look at you
for under ten guineas on land. 
			  
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184.  And he knows his birds and beasts. 
			  
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185.  You show him a beetle
and he'll tell you what it's thinking. 
			  
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186.  Back to work, you loafers.
Eckhart, use your pipe. 
			  
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187.  Let's get on with it, gentlemen. 
			  
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188.  You're not a pennyweight of use
gawpin' here. 
			  
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189.  Still hasn't said a word, sir. 
			  
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190.  Lord Blakeney. Feeling better? 
			  
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191.  Much better, thank you, sir. 
			  
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192.  Well, good. Good. 
			  
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193.  The doctor told me
you were fond of reading, so I... 
			  
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194.  it has all of his major battles
and some fine illustrations. 
			  
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195.  Thank you, sir. 
			  
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196.  Did you ever meet Lord Nelson, sir? 
			  
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197.  I had the honour of serving with him.
At the Nile. A great victory. 
			  
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198.  You can find it in here, actually.
Page 135, if I'm not mistaken. 
			  
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199.  Yes. 
			  
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200.  May I beg you to tell me
what kind of man he is? 
			  
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201.  You should read the book. 
			  
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202.  I will, sir. Thank you. 
			  
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203.  Here we go again.
Scrape-scrape, screech-screech. 
			  
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204.  Never a tune you could dance to,
not if you were drunk as Davy's sow. 
			  
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205.  How about this? 
			  
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206.  Or are you in the mood
for something more aggressive? 
			  
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207.  Salute. 
			  
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208.  Hats off. 
			  
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209.  What's all this about? 
			  
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210.  - What's this?
- It's the phantom, sir. 
			  
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211.  Excuse me. That's what the men call it.
It's the Acheron, sir. 
			  
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212.  You see, Will here, he seen her being built. 
			  
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213.  In Boston, sir. During the peace.
But she's Yankee-built, sir. 
			  
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214.  He was getting married, and his wife's
second cousin works in the yards, 
			  
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215.  so Will here saw the ship out of water. 
			  
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216.  Sir, I saw there was something right
strange about her, 
			  
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217.  so I asked Joe... 
			  
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218.  So he described it to me
and I knocked you up a model, sir. 
			  
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219.  - And this framing is accurate?
- Exactly accurate, sir. 
			  
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220.  - Thank you, lads.
- Thank you, sir. 
			  
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221.  Killick, an extra ration of rum
for these men. 
			  
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222.  Thank you very much, sir. 
			  
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223.  - Which I was saving for Salutin' Day.
- We'll drink wine. 
			  
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224.  Oh, drink wine on Salutin' Day. 
			  
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225.  Bluff above the water and sharp below. 
			  
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226.  Gives the hull a finer entry and a long run
as she goes aft. That's why she's so fast. 
			  
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227.  Heavier, but fast despite it. 
			  
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228.  That's the future.
What a fascinating modern age we live in. 
			  
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229.  Planking and framing like that
would make her hull 2ft thick. Solid oak. 
			  
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230.  That's why we couldn't dent her. She's
probably capable of making 12 to 14 knots. 
			  
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231.  Now we know. Thank God for Warley
and his wife's second cousin. 
			  
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232.  She could be doing up to 280 miles a day. 
			  
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233.  Even if we did catch up with her,
I mean, to take her... 
			  
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234.  She's out of our class.
She's a 44-gun ship. 
			  
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235.  She's still vulnerable at the stern,
like the rest of us. 
			  
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236.  Hello, darling. How much for a kiss? 
			  
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237.  Quanto cost-o kiss-o? 
			  
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238.  - Name?
- My name is Maria. 
			  
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239.  Give us arrows. I give axe. Quick, mate. 
			  
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240.  Thank you, mate. 
			  
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241.  Gangway for the mail, please. 
			  
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242.  Here we are. Very important mail. Letters. 
			  
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243.  What's he saying? 
			  
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244.  A large man-of-war, French, stopped here
on the 10th, then headed south. 
			  
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245.  Somewhere here. 
			  
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246.  A full three weeks ahead. 
			  
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247.  Damn. 
			  
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248.  All right, Tom,
let's get all this squared away. 
			  
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249.  Aye, sir. Mr Hollar.
Let us complete our business here. 
			  
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250.  Hands, prepare to weigh anchor. 
			  
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251.  Put that woman down, Slade. 
			  
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252.  This is a ship of His Majesty's Navy,
not a floating bordello. 
			  
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253.  All hands, get these provisions stowed. 
			  
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254.  Well done. 
			  
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255.  Gentlemen. 
			  
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256.  To wives and to sweethearts. 
			  
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257.  May they never meet. 
			  
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258.  Mr Howard, the bottle.
The bottle stands by you, sir. 
			  
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259.  Sir? 
			  
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260.  Excuse me, sir, but Mr Blakeney said that
you served under Lord Nelson at the Nile. 
			  
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261.  Indeed. I was a young lieutenant,
not much older than you are now. 
			  
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262.  And Mr Pullings was
a snivelling midshipman, 
			  
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263.  still yearning for hearth and home. 
			  
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264.  Did you meet him, sir?
Can you tell me what he's like? 
			  
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265.  I have had the honour
of dining with him twice. 
			  
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266.  He spoke to me on both occasions. 
			  
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267.  A master tactician
and a man of singular vision. 
			  
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268.  He always said in battle "Never mind
the manoeuvres, just go straight at 'em." 
			  
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269.  Some would say not a great seaman,
but a great leader. 
			  
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270.  He's England's only hope
if old Boney intends to invade. 
			  
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271.  Sir, might we press you for an anecdote? 
			  
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272.  The first time that he spoke to me, 
			  
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273.  I shall never forget his words.
I remember it like it was yesterday. 
			  
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274.  He leaned across the table,
he looked me straight in the eye, 
			  
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275.  and he said "Aubrey,
may I trouble you for the salt?" 
			  
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276.  I've always tried to say it
exactly as he did ever since. 
			  
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277.  The second time,
the second time he told me a story 
			  
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278.  about how someone offered him
a boat cloak on a cold night. 
			  
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279.  And he said no, he didn't need it.
That he was quite warm. 
			  
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280.  His zeal for king and country
kept him warm. 
			  
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281.  I know it sounds absurd,
and were it from another man, 
			  
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282.  you'd cry out "What pitiful stuff"
and dismiss it as mere enthusiasm. 
			  
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283.  But with Nelson, 
			  
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284.  you felt your heart glow. 
			  
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285.  - Wouldn't you say, Mr Pullings?
- You did indeed, sir. 
			  
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286.  Well then,
he would seem to be the exception 
			  
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287.  to the rule that authority corrupts. 
			  
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288.  To Lord Nelson. 
			  
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289.  Do you see those two weevils, Doctor? 
			  
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290.  I do. 
			  
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291.  Which would you choose? 
			  
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292.  Neither.
There's no difference between them. 
			  
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293.  They're the same species of curculio. 
			  
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294.  If you had to choose. 
			  
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295.  If you were forced to make a choice.
If there was no other... 
			  
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296.  Well then, if you're going to push me, 
			  
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297.  I would choose the right-hand weevil. 
			  
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298.  It has significant advantage
in both length and breadth. 
			  
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299.  There, I have you.
You're completely dished. 
			  
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300.  Do you not know that in the service 
			  
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301.  one must always choose
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302.  He who would pun would pick a pocket. 
			  
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303.  Really. Weevils. 
			  
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304.  To the lesser of two weevils. 
			  
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305.  Yay, Joe. 
			  
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306.  Go on, Joe. 
			  
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307.  The Lord taketh, 
			  
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308.  and the Lord giveth away. 
			  
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309.  You hear that? He said something. 
			  
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310.  Doctor. He spoke, Doctor. 
			  
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311.  Well done indeed, Stephen. 
			  
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312.  Adieu to you Spanish ladies 
			  
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313.  Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain 
			  
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314.  For we've received orders
to sail for old England 
			  
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315.  We hope in a short time
to see you again 
			  
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316.  What a wonderfully true voice
Mr Hollom possesses. 
			  
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317.  Indeed. 
			  
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318.  Come, all you bold young thoughtless men 
			  
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319.  A warning take by me 
			  
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320.  And never leave your happy homes
to sail the raging sea 
			  
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321.  On deck there. Sail ho. 
			  
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322.  Looks like a frigate. 
			  
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323.  How did it get there? 
			  
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324.  - We must turn and fight.
- But he has the weather gauge again. 
			  
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325.  He must've been watching us
from some inlet. 
			  
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326.  My God. What can we do?
He has us by the hip. 
			  
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327.  Run like smoke and oakum. 
			  
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328.  We'll have to bend every sail. 
			  
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329.  We'll put up our handkerchiefs
if we have to. 
			  
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330.  We must survive this day.
Let's get about it. Mr Allen, gentlemen. 
			  
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331.  All hands, make sail. 
			  
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332.  This is the second time
he's done this to me. 
			  
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333.  There will not be a third. 
			  
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334.  I tell ya, the devil's at the wheel
of that there phantom ship. 
			  
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335.  You better hold fast. 
			  
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336.  What is it with this man? 
			  
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337.  Did I kill a relative of his
in battle, perhaps? 
			  
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338.  His boy, God forbid? 
			  
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339.  He fights like you, Jack. 
			  
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340.  Bring the sun down to the horizon. 
			  
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341.  When its lower limb is touching
the horizon... 
			  
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342.  Williamson, look to your sextant. 
			  
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343.  When the orb is no longer rising, 
			  
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344.  then it has reached its zenith
and that would be noon. 
			  
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345.  - Sir?
- Mr Pullings. 
			  
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346.  - Do you make noon, Mr Hollom?
- Yes, sir. 
			  
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347.  Call noon. It's your class. 
			  
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348.  - Sir, that's noon.
- Mr Nichols, make that twelve. 
			  
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349.  Six hours? 
			  
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350.  Five at most. 
			  
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351.  Just keep us out of her reach
until nightfall. 
			  
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352.  She's to look like us, lads, don't forget.
Jibbo, make fast those whips. 
			  
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353.  We didn't want to make it any taller,
on account of this wind. 
			  
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354.  Excuse me, sir,
but what are they building? 
			  
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355.  Your first command. 
			  
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356.  Quickly. She'll be on top of us. 
			  
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357.  Take the weight on the yard tackles. 
			  
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358.  Fend her off. 
			  
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359.  Lower away on the main. 
			  
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360.  - Wouldn't want to lose you.
- Aye, sir. 
			  
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361.  There's a painter. Pass her aft.
Outside everything, mind. 
			  
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362.  Lively now. We've not ten minutes before
he's up with us. 
			  
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363.  - Mind what the captain told you.
- Pull, boys. That's it. 
			  
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364.  Now. 
			  
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365.  Killick there. Douse your light. 
			  
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366.  Mr Allen, make ready. 
			  
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367.  Hello. We caught a fish. 
			  
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368.  Take the helm, Bonden. 
			  
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369.  - Now, tell me that wasn't fun.
- Yes, sir. 
			  
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370.  Hard a'larboard. 
			  
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371.  Stand the men down, Mr Pullings.
I'll take this watch. 
			  
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372.  Aye, sir. 
			  
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373.  Mr Mowett, Mr Allen, calmly now.
You know his orders. 
			  
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374.  Well done, sir. 
			  
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375.  She's a right phantom, she is. 
			  
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376.  The way she come up again,
right behind us like that. 
			  
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377.  Out of nowhere. And right behind us.
Like that first time, out the fog. 
			  
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378.  With our shot bouncin' off her. 
			  
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379.  Captain's not called Lucky Jack
for no reason. 
			  
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380.  Phantom or no, she's a privateer,
and Lucky Jack'll have her. 
			  
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381.  You need more than luck
'gainst a phantom. 
			  
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382.  - Is she like a pirate?
- No, they're not pirates, Lofty. 
			  
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383.  Oh, no. If they were,
we could hang them when we catch 'em. 
			  
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384.  Privateer gets a piece of paper
from the Frenchies 
			  
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385.  says they can hunt down
anything with our flag. 
			  
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386.  They go after rich merchantmen
and the like. 
			  
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387.  But think on our share of the prize money. 
			  
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388.  She'll be loaded with gold
and ambergris and all the gems of Araby. 
			  
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389.  That's all very well, Nagle.
Got to get home to spend it, but. 
			  
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390.  Never met a dead man
who bought me a drink. 
			  
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391.  And I've never met a live one
that you bought one for, neither. 
			  
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392.  Sitting up all night, catching your death
of cold. That's the last of the coffee, too. 
			  
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393.  Thank you, Killick. 
			  
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394.  Bonden. 
			  
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395.  That's enough easting.
Set a course sou'-sou'west. 
			  
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396.  Aye, sir. Sou'-sou'west. 
			  
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397.  Sail. 
			  
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398.  Two points off starboard bow. 
			  
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399.  Three cheers for Lucky Jack. 
			  
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400.  She's ours, boys. 
			  
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401.  Foul. You got away before me. 
			  
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402.  - Set royals and courses.
- Sir. 
			  
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403.  Have the idlers placed along the rails. 
			  
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404.  I've never seen the like. 
			  
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405.  It has to be more than 100 sea miles
and he brings us up on his tail. 
			  
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406.  That's seamanship, Mr Pullings.
My God, that's seamanship. 
			  
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407.  Told you it would work, Will.
We'll have them by nightfall. 
			  
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408.  - I think we've got him, sir.
- And the wind favours us this time. 
			  
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409.  Don't count your eggs
before they're in the pudding. 
			  
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410.  Still, if we can close this gap
and get up behind her, 
			  
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411.  she may well be ours. 
			  
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412.  Touch wood. Scratch a stay. 
			  
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413.  Turn three times.
May the Lord and saints preserve us. 
			  
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414.  Turn. 
			  
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415.  Move along, man.
We'll have lost him before you rig it up. 
			  
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416.  Hold. 
			  
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417.  - 12 knots, sir.
- That's 12 knots. That's good. 
			  
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418.  I want more. Have all the spare hands
placed on the windward rail. 
			  
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419.  Mr Hollar. Rouse up the off-watch. 
			  
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420.  All hands on starboard rail. 
			  
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421.  Come up the larboard topsail sheets. 
			  
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422.  - We're crackin' on.
- We'll be crackin' up if he don't watch it. 
			  
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423.  Captain knows this ship.
He knows what she can take. 
			  
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424.  Mr Hollar, I want lifelines fore and aft. 
			  
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425.  No lounging, boy. 
			  
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426.  Lifelines, fore and aft.
Double-grape that launch. 
			  
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427.  Cape Horn, Doctor. 
			  
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428.  Close the lid.
There's enough water in the grog. 
			  
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429.  Thank you for that, Davies. 
			  
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430.  Reckon the captain will follow him
round the Horn, 
			  
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431.  every stitch of canvas flying? 
			  
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432.  I reckon he'd follow him
to the gates of hell. 
			  
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433.  It's a devil ship, I tell ya.
And it's leadin' us right into a trap. 
			  
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434.  She's making a run for the Horn, sir. 
			  
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435.  I'll not vouch for this mast.
Not around the Horn. 
			  
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436.  Thank you. Your comments
will be noted in the log. 
			  
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437.  Sail trimmers to their stations.
Get the sails off her, lads. 
			  
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438.  She's over-pressed. 
			  
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439.  Give 'em a pull and belay. 
			  
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440.  We're closing on her, Tom.
I'll not give up now. 
			  
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441.  Come up on the wind, Barret.
Set a course sou'west by west. 
			  
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442.  Sou'west by west, sir. 
			  
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443.  Mr Calamy. 
			  
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444.  Idlers and waisters below. 
			  
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445.  We're for the Horn, boys. 
			  
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446.  Close reef topsails. 
			  
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447.  Lively, lads. 
			  
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448.  Batten down those hatches
before we're on the bottom. 
			  
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449.  Johansson, Truelove. To the mizzen. 
			  
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450.  All secure. 
			  
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451.  Down ye go, lads. 
			  
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452.  Mr Hollom, help young Warley
on the mizzen topgallant. 
			  
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453.  - I'll need more men, sir.
- Yes. Go. 
			  
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454.  Mr Hollom, sir. Help me. 
			  
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455.  Tudor, Ellers. To Mr Allen. 
			  
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456.  You men, lay aloft.
The mizzen topgallant. Light along. 
			  
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457.  Help. 
			  
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458.  Help me. 
			  
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459.  Man overboard. 
			  
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460.  Mizzen's gone. Hands to the taffrail. 
			  
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461.  He's over there, sir. 
			  
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462.  Swim for the wreckage, man. Swim. 
			  
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463.  Over here. 
			  
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464.  Mr Allen, gratings and barrels,
anything that floats, overboard. 
			  
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465.  She's broaching. We're losing her. 
			  
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466.  Sir, the wreckage is
acting as a sea anchor. 
			  
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467.  We must cut it loose.
It's going to sink us. 
			  
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468.  Sir, he's going to make it. He can do it. 
			  
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469.  - Come on, Will.
- Come on. Hand over hand. 
			  
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470.  For God's sake, Will, swim.
Swim for the wreckage, Will. 
			  
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471.  You can do it, Will. 
			  
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472.  - Swim. Come on.
- Come on, Will. Swim. 
			  
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473.  - He's been at it again.
- Who's that, then? 
			  
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474.  - The Jonah.
- What's that? 
			  
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475.  The deaths in actual battle
are the easiest to bear. 
			  
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476.  For my own part, those who die under my
knife, or from some subsequent infection, 
			  
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477.  I have to remind myself that it was
the enemy that killed them, not me. 
			  
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478.  That young man was a casualty of war. 
			  
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479.  As you said yourself,
you have to choose the lesser of two evils. 
			  
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480.  Weevils. 
			  
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481.  The crew will take it badly.
Warley was popular. 
			  
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482.  Have they expressed
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483.  Jack, before answering,
I'm compelled to ask, 
			  
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484.  am I speaking with my old friend
or to the ship's captain? 
			  
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485.  To the captain I'd say there's little
I detest more than an informer. 
			  
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486.  - Now you're talking like an Irishman.
- I am an Irishman. 
			  
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487.  As a friend, then. 
			  
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488.  As a friend, 
			  
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489.  I would say that I have never once
doubted your abilities as a captain. 
			  
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490.  Speak plainly, Stephen. 
			  
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491.  Perhaps we should have
turned back weeks ago. 
			  
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492.  The men, of course
they would follow Lucky Jack anywhere, 
			  
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493.  rightfully confident of victory. 
			  
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494.  But therein lies the problem.
You're not accustomed to defeat. 
			  
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495.  And chasing this larger, faster ship
with its long guns 
			  
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496.  is beginning to smack of pride. 
			  
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497.  It's not a question of pride.
It is a question of duty. 
			  
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498.  Duty. Yes, I've heard it well spoken of. 
			  
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499.  Be as satiric as you like. Viewing the world
through a microscope is your prerogative. 
			  
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500.  This is a ship of war. I will grind whatever
grist the mill requires to fulfil my duty. 
			  
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501.  Whatever the cost? 
			  
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502.  Whatever the cost. 
			  
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503.  To follow orders with no regard for cost. 
			  
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504.  Can you really claim there's
nothing personal in this call to duty? 
			  
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505.  Orders are subject
to the requirement of the service. 
			  
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506.  My orders were to follow him
as far as Brazil. 
			  
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507.  I exceeded my orders a long time ago. 
			  
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508.  Got it. 
			  
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509.  The Wind's backing, sir. 
			  
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510.  Sir, we just can't hold
this westerly course any longer. 
			  
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511.  If we can't sail through
the damn wind, Tom, 
			  
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512.  we'll bloody well sail around it. Due south. 
			  
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513.  How far south, sir? 
			  
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514.  As far as is necessary, Mr Pullings. 
			  
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515.  - Aye, sir.
- Lively. 
			  
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516.  - Due south, please, Mr Bonden.
- Due south, sir. 
			  
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517.  Heave. Steady. 
			  
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518.  Clearly something nautical and fascinating
just happened. I am at a loss. 
			  
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519.  We have made our turn northward.
We are headed back toward the sun. 
			  
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520.  To the sun. 
			  
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521.  And by way of anticipation of this event, 
			  
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522.  I have asked Killick
to prepare something special. 
			  
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523.  - Killick. Killick there.
- I'm already here, ain't I? 
			  
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524.  Gentlemen, I give you, 
			  
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525.  our destination. 
			  
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526.  - It's the Galapagos Islands.
- The Galapagos Islands. 
			  
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527.  Our whaling fleet is there. 
			  
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528.  And their cargo would put a pretty penny
into old Bones-aparte's invasion purse. 
			  
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529.  That's where the Acheron will be.
Sure as there's carts to horses. 
			  
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530.  So, Mr Pullings, if you'll permit me, 
			  
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531.  a slice of Albemarle. 
			  
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532.  And for you, Doctor, Redondo Rock. 
			  
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533.  Perfect. 
			  
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534.  And the Acheron for me. 
			  
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535.  Safe and sound at home again
Let the waters roar, Jack 
			  
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536.  Safe and sound at home again
Let the waters roar, Jack 
			  
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537.  Long we tossed on the rolling main
Now we're safe ashore, Jack 
			  
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538.  Don't forget your old shipmates 
			  
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539.  We have worked the selfsame gun
Quarterdeck division 
			  
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540.  Sponger I, and loader you
Through the whole commission 
			  
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541.  Long we tossed on the rolling main
Now we're safe ashore, Jack 
			  
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542.  Don't forget your old shipmates 
			  
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543.  The Enchanted Isles. They're said
to be full of strange and wonderful beasts. 
			  
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544.  When we get there,
we'll have to stop for food and water. 
			  
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545.  I promise you, during that time -
several days at least- 
			  
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546.  you can wander at will, collecting bugs
and beetles to your heart's content. 
			  
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547.  You'll be the first naturalist
to set foot on the islands, I'll wager. 
			  
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548.  I would like that of all things. 
			  
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549.  - Is it an insect?
- Yes. 
			  
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550.  Doesn't look like one.
I mean, it looks like a stick. 
			  
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551.  Yes, that's the whole point. 
			  
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552.  It's disguised itself in order to survive. 
			  
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553.  There's a spider
that's disguised itself as an ant. 
			  
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554.  And here's an insect
that's taken on the shape of a thorn 
			  
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555.  to save itself from the birds. 
			  
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556.  Did God make them change? 
			  
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557.  Does God make them change?
Yes, certainly. 
			  
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558.  But do they also change themselves? 
			  
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559.  Now that is a question, isn't it? 
			  
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560.  Sir, we've raised the Galapagos. 
			  
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561.  I'm coming. 
			  
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562.  - Look. Beyond the rock.
- Yes, I see. 
			  
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563.  What is it? Curious, eh?
Some type of gull? 
			  
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564.  - There's an ugly devil.
- Disgusting. It's got warts all over it. 
			  
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565.  Ugly devils, aren't they? 
			  
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566.  I can't see any women.
Just ducks and lizards. 
			  
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567.  What, no women? It ain't natural. 
			  
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568.  How extraordinary. 
			  
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569.  What is, sir? 
			  
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570.  Those birds.
They're a species of cormorant, 
			  
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571.  but they are flightless. 
			  
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572.  Do you see their underdeveloped wings? 
			  
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573.  By all that's holy,
I think that's unknown to science. 
			  
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574.  The dragons don't seem to bother them. 
			  
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575.  They're a type of iguana, I should think.
Therefore, they're vegetarian. 
			  
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576.  - Will you catch one?
- A pair of them, I should think. 
			  
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577.  Then you can present
one of their offspring to the king. 
			  
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578.  - Look. There's one going for a swim.
- Iguanas don't swim. 
			  
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579.  These ones do. 
			  
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580.  I'll be damned. 
			  
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581.  Two new species in as many minutes.
That's remarkable. 
			  
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582.  All hands about ship. Off tacks and sheets.
Prepare the mainsail to haul. 
			  
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583.  - Aubrey.
- Hogg. Master of the Albatross. 
			  
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584.  God bless you, Captain.
God bless you all. 
			  
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585.  Mr Calamy, 
			  
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586.  - food and water for these men.
- Aye, sir. 
			  
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587.  - Mr Howard, stand your men down.
- Royal Marines, trail arms. 
			  
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588.  We was coming back for fresh lines
no more than a week ago. 
			  
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589.  Hid in that inlet yonder. Burnt our bloody
ship to the waterline. Fucking pirates. 
			  
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590.  Crew prisoner, captain dead. 
			  
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591.  She were a big black three-master.
Break your heart, it would. 
			  
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592.  £12,000 sterling of the finest grade oil they
took. We been out more than two years. 
			  
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593.  And her course? 
			  
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594.  Maybe a point south of west,
following the rest of the fleet. 
			  
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595.  Mr Pullings, enter these men's names
into the ship's books. 
			  
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596.  Mr Allen, set a course. West by south. 
			  
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597.  All hands, make sail. 
			  
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598.  Sir, should we not take
on fresh provisions? 
			  
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599.  Mr Mowett, there's not a moment to lose. 
			  
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600.  Have you forgotten your promise? 
			  
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601.  Subject to the requirements of the service. 
			  
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602.  I cannot delay for the sake
of an iguana or a giant peccary. 
			  
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603.  Fascinating, no doubt,
but of no immediate application. 
			  
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604.  There is, I think, an opportunity here
to serve both our purposes. 
			  
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605.  As I understand it,
this is a long, thin island. 
			  
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606.  You need to sail around it.
I could walk across it. 
			  
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607.  I have known you to spend hours
staring into a deserted bird's nest. 
			  
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608.  I could walk briskly, pausing only
for important measurements. 
			  
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609.  Making discoveries that could advance
our knowledge of natural history. 
			  
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610.  If wind and tide had been against us,
I should have said yes. 
			  
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611.  They're not. I'm obliged to say no. 
			  
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612.  I see. So after all this time in your service, 
			  
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613.  I must simply content myself
to form part of this belligerent expedition, 
			  
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614.  hurry past wonders, bent on destruction.
I say nothing of the corruption of power... 
			  
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615.  - You forget yourself, Doctor.
- No, Jack. 
			  
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616.  You've forgotten yourself. For my part,
I look upon a promise as binding. 
			  
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617.  The promise was conditional. 
			  
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618.  I command a king's ship,
not a private yacht. 
			  
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619.  We do not have time for
your damned hobbies, sir. 
			  
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620.  All right. 
			  
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621.  Get those fish below.
Sluice down this deck. 
			  
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622.  Davies, don't leave them there.
Get them below. 
			  
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623.  Mr Blakeney. 
			  
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624.  Sir, I found a curious beetle
walking along the deck. 
			  
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625.  I think it's a Galapagos beetle. 
			  
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626.  I'm sure of it. 
			  
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627.  Were you to walk all day on the island,
you might never come across it. 
			  
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628.  Yes, that is more than likely sure. 
			  
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629.  You can have it, sir. 
			  
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630.  Mr Blakeney. 
			  
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631.  - Thank you.
- Sir. 
			  
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632.  Last gun fired, sir. 
			  
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633.  - Timing?
- Two minutes and one second, sir. 
			  
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634.  Lads, that's not good enough.
We need to fire two broadsides to her one. 
			  
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635.  - Want to see a guillotine in Piccadilly?
- No. 
			  
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636.  - Do you want to call Napoleon your king?
- No. 
			  
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637.  Want your children
to sing The Marseillaise? 
			  
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638.  No. 
			  
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639.  Mr Mowett, Mr Pullings, starboard battery. 
			  
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640.  Jump to it, lads. Cadence and rhythm. 
			  
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641.  - Mark your targets.
- Come on, lads, faster now. 
			  
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642.  Come on, swab it. 
			  
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643.  Heave. 
			  
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644.  - Report, Mr Mowett.
- Third and fourth divisions ready. 
			  
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645.  Right. Starboard battery, fire! 
			  
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646.  One minute and ten seconds. 
			  
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647.  Well done, lads.
Extra grog for all of you. 
			  
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648.  Gangway for the captain, lads. 
			  
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649.  Marked improvement, Mr Calamy.
Well done. 
			  
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650.  Thank you, sir. 
			  
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651.  Killick. Killick there.
What do you have for us tonight? 
			  
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652.  Which it's soused hog's face. 
			  
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653.  - Which it is soused hog's face.
- My favourite. 
			  
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654.  And when they run, the Surprise
will blow her to kingdom come. 
			  
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655.  One more week of this and
they'd give it up for a cup of water. 
			  
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656.  I can't make it rain. 
			  
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657.  I can harness the wind,
but I ain't its goddamn creator. 
			  
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658.  I have never known such a run of bad luck. 
			  
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659.  "And they said unto him
'For what caused the evil?"' 
			  
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660.  Where'd that come from? 
			  
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661.  It's from the Bible, that. That is
from the Bible. The story of the Jonah. 
			  
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662.  They found out on their ship
that one of their men - this Jonah cove - 
			  
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663.  he'd offended God
and was the cause of all their bad luck. 
			  
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664.  Evil comes from him
who evil thinks and evil is. 
			  
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665.  No. Joe knows a thing or two about evil. 
			  
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666.  From personal experience. Right, Joe? 
			  
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667.  It's like Killick says. Morning of the battle, 
			  
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668.  he doesn't have the guts
to beat to quarters. 
			  
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669.  Then his entire gun crew's killed.
Soon as he went up the mizzen, Will falls. 
			  
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670.  And whose watch was it
when we lost our wind? 
			  
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671.  You there. Stand fast. 
			  
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672.  Master-at-arms, take that man below
and clap him in irons. 
			  
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673.  Mr Pullings, defaulters at eight bells. 
			  
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674.  Aye, sir. 
			  
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675.  Bring Hollom down to my cabin. 
			  
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676.  A man pushed past you,
yet you said nothing. Why? 
			  
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677.  I intended to, sir,
but the right words didn't... 
			  
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678.  The right words?
He was deliberately insubordinate. 
			  
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679.  I've tried to get to know the men, sir,
and be friendly, 
			  
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680.  but they've taken a set against me. 
			  
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681.  Always whispering when I go past
and giving me looks. 
			  
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682.  I'll set that to rights.
I'll be much tougher on them. 
			  
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683.  You don't make friends
with the foremast jacks, lad. 
			  
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684.  They'll despise you in the end,
think you weak. 
			  
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685.  - Nor do you need to be a tyrant.
- No, sir. 
			  
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686.  I'm very sorry, sir. 
			  
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687.  - You're 26? 27?
- I'm 30 next Friday, sir. 
			  
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688.  30? 
			  
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689.  You've failed to pass for lieutenant twice. 
			  
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690.  I know you have,
but you're not a bad sailor. 
			  
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691.  You can't spend your life a midshipman. 
			  
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692.  No, sir. I will try much harder, sir. 
			  
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693.  Look, Hollom, it's leadership they want. 
			  
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694.  Strength. 
			  
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695.  You find that within yourself,
and you will earn their respect. 
			  
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696.  Without respect,
true discipline goes by the board. 
			  
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697.  Yes, sir. 
			  
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698.  Strength, respect and discipline, sir. 
			  
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699.  It's an unfortunate business, Hollom. 
			  
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700.  Damned unfortunate. 
			  
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701.  - That'll be all.
- Yes, sir. 
			  
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702.  - I am not a flogging captain.
- Hollom is a scapegoat for all the bad luck, 
			  
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703.  real or imagined, on this voyage. 
			  
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704.  Mr Lamb? If you please. 
			  
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705.  They're exhausted.
These men are exhausted. 
			  
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706.  You've pushed them too hard. 
			  
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707.  Stephen, I invite you
to this cabin as my friend. 
			  
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708.  Not to criticise nor to comment
on my command. 
			  
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709.  Shall I leave you until you're in
a more harmonious frame of mind? 
			  
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710.  - What would you have me do?
- Tip the ship's grog over the side. 
			  
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711.  - Stop their grog?
- Nagle was drunk 
			  
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712.  when he insulted Hollom. 
			  
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713.  Stop 200 years of privilege and tradition. 
			  
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714.  I'd rather have them three sheets
to the wind than face a mutiny. 
			  
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715.  I'm rather understanding of mutinies. 
			  
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716.  Men pressed from their homes, confined
for months aboard a wooden prison... 
			  
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717.  I respect your right to disagree with me,
but I can only afford one rebel on this ship. 
			  
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718.  I hate it when you talk of the service
in this way. It makes me so very low. 
			  
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719.  You think I want to flog Nagle? 
			  
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720.  A man who hacked the ropes
that sent his mate to his death? 
			  
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721.  Under my orders? 
			  
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722.  Do you not see? 
			  
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723.  The only things that keep this
wooden world together are hard work... 
			  
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724.  Jack, the man failed to salute. 
			  
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725.  There's hierarchies even in nature. 
			  
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726.  There is no disdain in nature. There is no... 
			  
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727.  Men must be governed. 
			  
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728.  Often not wisely,
but governed nonetheless. 
			  
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729.  That's the excuse of every tyrant
in history, from Nero to Bonaparte. 
			  
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730.  I, for one, am opposed to authority.
It is an egg of misery and oppression. 
			  
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731.  You've come to the wrong shop
for anarchy, brother. 
			  
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732.  Four. 
			  
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733.  Five. 
			  
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734.  Six. 
			  
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735.  Seven. 
			  
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736.  Eight. 
			  
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737.  Nine. 
			  
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738.  Ten. 
			  
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739.  Eleven. 
			  
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740.  Twelve. 
			  
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741.  Cut him down. 
			  
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742.  Not so loud. 
			  
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743.  Put that dirk down, Boyle. 
			  
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744.  You OK, Mr Hollom? 
			  
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745.  - He's not ill, just dodging work as usual.
- Shut up. 
			  
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746.  - You shut up.
- Just leave him be. 
			  
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747.  - Have some water.
- Thank you. 
			  
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748.  Sir, it's Mr Hollom. 
			  
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749.  There's nothing physically wrong
with him. He thinks he's been cursed. 
			  
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750.  Sailors can abide a great deal,
but not a Jonah. 
			  
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751.  My God. You believe it too. 
			  
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752.  Not everything is in your books, Stephen. 
			  
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753.  It's him, innit? 
			  
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754.  The Jonah. 
			  
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755.  He's causing it. 
			  
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756.  He's callin' it up, don't you see? 
			  
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757.  Every time he's on watch,
that ship appears. 
			  
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758.  You wait and see. 
			  
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759.  Any time tonight,
that ghost ship's gonna turn up. 
			  
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760.  And it's gonna take us all with it,
straight down to the hot place. 
			  
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761.  Mr Hollom. 
			  
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762.  You gave me such a start. 
			  
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763.  Are you feeling better now? 
			  
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764.  Yes. Much better, thank you. 
			  
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765.  The captain thinks
we'll get our wind tomorrow. 
			  
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766.  I'm sure of it. 
			  
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767.  You've always been very kind to me. 
			  
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768.  Goodbye, Blakeney. 
			  
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769.  The simple truth is, not all of us become
the men we once hoped we might be. 
			  
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770.  But we are all God's creatures. 
			  
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771.  If there are those among us
who thought ill of Mr Hollom, 
			  
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772.  or spoke ill of him, 
			  
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773.  or failed him in respect of fellowship, 
			  
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774.  then we ask for your forgiveness, Lord. 
			  
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775.  And we ask for his. 
			  
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776.  God be praised. Mr Mowett? 
			  
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777.  Avast there. 
			  
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778.  - Doctor, have you seen the bird?
- What sort of bird? 
			  
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779.  Some sort of albatross. Either that, or
he's a prodigious great mew. There it goes. 
			  
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780.  There he is. My bird. Damn. 
			  
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781.  It's circling, lads. 
			  
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782.  Doctor? 
			  
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783.  My God. Doctor. 
			  
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784.  I'm so sorry, man.
The bird dropped low. I didn't see you. 
			  
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785.  - Calamy, get Higgins.
- I'm fine, Jack. 
			  
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786.  The bullet took in a piece of shirt with it. 
			  
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787.  Unless it's removed,
it's gonna suppurate and fester. 
			  
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788.  Are you equal to the task? 
			  
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789.  I'll need to read up on the doctor's books.
Study some pictures he has. 
			  
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790.  Study some pictures? 
			  
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791.  It's just to get my bearings, that's all. 
			  
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792.  It'd be a lot easier if I were on dry land.
You wouldn't have the... 
			  
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793.  I'll manage. You'll see. 
			  
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794.  Sail on the horizon, sir. Running west. 
			  
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795.  We're not sure, but we think it's her, sir. 
			  
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796.  Better get... 
			  
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797.  Goodbye, sir. 
			  
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798.  No mistakin' it. She's the Frenchie. 
			  
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799.  Shall we beat to quarters, sir? 
			  
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800.  Tell me this wasn't on my account. 
			  
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801.  No, not at all.
I just needed to stretch my legs. 
			  
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802.  Gently there. 
			  
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803.  Briskly now. Secure this line. 
			  
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804.  Royal Marines posted every 20 yards, sir. 
			  
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805.  - All set, Higgins?
- Yes, sir. 
			  
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806.  No. 
			  
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807.  I do this with my own hand. 
			  
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808.  If everything is under control,
I'll just be outside. 
			  
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809.  A spare pair of steady hands
wouldn't go amiss. 
			  
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810.  That is, if, of course, you have
the constitution for this kind of thing. 
			  
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811.  My dear doctor, I have been amongst
and around wounds all my life. 
			  
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812.  Good, then. 
			  
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813.  Put your hand on my belly,
pressing firmly when I give the word. 
			  
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814.  Higgins, the catling, if you please. 
			  
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815.  Padeen, please. 
			  
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816.  The sounder, Mr Higgins. 
			  
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817.  Swab. 
			  
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818.  All right. 
			  
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819.  Mr Higgins, you'll have to raise the rib. 
			  
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820.  Take a good grip
with the square retractor. 
			  
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821.  Right in. 
			  
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822.  And lift up. 
			  
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823.  Lift up. 
			  
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824.  Swab, Jack. I can't see. 
			  
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825.  Are you all right? 
			  
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826.  I got it. 
			  
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827.  A tad more pressure. 
			  
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828.  - Is that all of it?
- Aye, sir. 
			  
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829.  She'll patch up nicely. 
			  
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830.  Thank God I got it. 
			  
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831.  That's good. 
			  
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832.  Sir. 
			  
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833.  Padeen and I have been collecting for you. 
			  
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834.  Have you really? 
			  
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835.  The beetles each come with a specimen
of the plant they were found on. 
			  
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836.  Padeen, that one's got away. 
			  
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837.  Sir, I've made a few notes,
if you want to see them. 
			  
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838.  Mr Blakeney, it would appear that
you have the makings of a naturalist. 
			  
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839.  Perhaps I could combine them to be
a sort of fighting naturalist, like you, sir. 
			  
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840.  They don't combine too well, I find. 
			  
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841.  Right. 
			  
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842.  Should you really be getting up, sir? 
			  
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843.  - Mr Blakeney, are you also a doctor?
- No, sir. 
			  
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844.  No, you're not. Padeen, if you please. 
			  
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845.  How long does the captain
intend that we stay? Do you know? 
			  
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846.  - Oh, a week perhaps.
- A week? 
			  
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847.  There's no great hurry. 
			  
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848.  Mustn't we make haste for the Marquesas? 
			  
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849.  I'm not even sure
it was the Acheron we sighted. 
			  
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850.  And if it was, she'll be well away by now. 
			  
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851.  Like looking for an honest man
in parliament. 
			  
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852.  No, we shall head home. Before peace
breaks outwith France, God forbid. 
			  
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853.  I fear you may have burdened me
with a debt I can never repay. 
			  
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854.  Tosh. Name a shrub after me.
Something prickly and hard to eradicate. 
			  
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855.  A shrub? Nonsense.
I'll name a great tortoise after you. 
			  
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856.  Testudo aubreii. 
			  
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857.  Come on, pack up your things.
We should be going. 
			  
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858.  - Back to camp, sir?
- No, to the other side of the island. 
			  
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859.  - But, sir, that must be at least ten miles.
- Then there's not a moment to lose. 
			  
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860.  That's where I saw
my flightless cormorant. 
			  
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861.  Come on. 
			  
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862.  Seven inches in length. 
			  
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863.  Four inches wide. 
			  
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864.  15-inches-long neck. 
			  
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865.  Width at the widest point, six inches. 
			  
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866.  Padeen, put the net down
and use your hands. They won't bite. 
			  
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867.  Here's a good one. 
			  
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868.  Pick them up carefully. 
			  
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869.  Sir, I think we should be getting back. 
			  
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870.  Naval discipline doesn't operate out here,
Mr Blakeney. I must find that cormorant. 
			  
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871.  And should it indeed prove flightless, 
			  
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872.  you can join me at
the Royal Society dinner as co-discoverer. 
			  
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873.  Mr Blakeney. 
			  
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874.  Sir, we must hurry. 
			  
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875.  Padeen, you must carry him. 
			  
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876.  Put those down. Leave them.
Just put everything down. 
			  
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877.  Open the cages. 
			  
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878.  - All hands, unmoor ship.
- Mr Allen, I'll have her on a starboard tack. 
			  
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879.  Let's have hands to stow these tortoises. 
			  
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880.  Barret Bonden,
put your helm hard to starboard. 
			  
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881.  He has a head start of two hours on us
and he's bearing south. 
			  
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882.  That can only mean King Charles Island.
He's looking for water. 
			  
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883.  If we caught up with her, to take her,
we'd have to be bloody invisible. 
			  
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884.  Brace the yards to starboard. 
			  
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885.  So, Stephen, did you get to see your bird? 
			  
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886.  No. Well, yes, but I couldn't catch one. 
			  
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887.  My greatest discovery was your phantom. 
			  
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888.  Indeed it was. I'm sorry you had to leave
the majority of your collection behind. 
			  
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889.  In actual fact, Mr Blakeney and I
did make one very interesting find. 
			  
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890.  Is that right? 
			  
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891.  Let me guess. A stick? 
			  
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892.  Tell him about it, Mr Blakeney. 
			  
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893.  - It's a rare phasmid, sir.
- A phasmid? 
			  
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894.  It's an insect that disguises itself as a stick
in order to confuse its predators. 
			  
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895.  A nautical phasmid, Doctor. 
			  
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896.  At least, to a hungry eye,
if one has an appetite for whalers. 
			  
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897.  I intend to take a greater interest
in the bounty of nature from now on. 
			  
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898.  I had no idea that a study of nature
could advance the art of naval warfare. 
			  
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899.  I see. 
			  
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900.  Now to pull this predator in close
and spring our trap. 
			  
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901.  - Jack?
- Yes. 
			  
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902.  You're the predator. 
			  
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903.  There. Hull-down,
broad off the larboard bow. 
			  
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904.  That's a frigate, all right. 
			  
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905.  Damn, you've got good eyes, Barret. 
			  
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906.  - Mr Allen. More smoke.
- Aye, sir. 
			  
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907.  That'll bring 'em about. 
			  
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908.  That's it, lads. Clean 'em up
so they fly straight and true. 
			  
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909.  Let's have fresh flints in all the locks. 
			  
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910.  Larboard battery,
unship your rear wheels. 
			  
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911.  Drop the gun. 
			  
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912.  - Come on, Killick, you too. Get dressed.
- Oh, God. 
			  
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913.  - Tom?
- Our preparations are completed, sir. 
			  
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914.  Good. Right, from now on
no "sirs", no salutes, no whistles, no bells. 
			  
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915.  Aye, sir. 
			  
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916.  Yes, I think we're all
finding that quite difficult. 
			  
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917.  There'll be 30 or more Whalers
locked in the Acheron's hold. 
			  
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918.  After we board, Mr Calamy
should take a party and free them. 
			  
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919.  - You think him ready, sir?
- Were you ready, Tom? 
			  
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920.  - He may well turn the tide.
- Indeed, sir. 
			  
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921.  She's taken the bait. Let's come about. 
			  
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922.  Make a show of fleeing, panicky
and disorganised, like a whaler might. 
			  
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923.  Present company excepted, Mr Hogg. 
			  
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924.  Hurry up, or they'll see you. 
			  
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925.  Eckhart, leave that. Just come up quick
and get some whaler's slops on. 
			  
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926.  - Congratulations. Acting third lieutenant.
- Thank you. 
			  
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927.  I hear we're to free the whalers. 
			  
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928.  You're to be stationed on the quarterdeck. 
			  
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929.  I'm sorry, Will. 
			  
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930.  Make a bad show of keeping your course.
Let her run up and luff every now and then. 
			  
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931.  - Excuse me, sir.
- Remove your hat. We're whalers. 
			  
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932.  Mr Calamy says I'm not
on the boarding party. I want to say... 
			  
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933.  I know what you want to say.
And my answer is no. 
			  
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934.  You'll lead your gun crew, then when
we board, you'll take command of the ship. 
			  
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935.  Do I make myself clear? 
			  
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936.  Take command of the ship? Thank you, sir. 
			  
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937.  - Back to your station.
- Yes, sir. 
			  
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938.  On your right upper arm,
to tell friend from foe. 
			  
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939.  Davies, this arm. Starboard arm. 
			  
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940.  - Is that the arm you got or don't got?
- Less of that cheek, Davies. 
			  
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941.  Take your neck cloths
and put them round your right upper arm. 
			  
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942.  Make way for the captain. 
			  
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943.  Congratulations, Lieutenant. 
			  
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944.  Right, lads. 
			  
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945.  I know there's not a faint heart among you, 
			  
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946.  and I know you're as anxious as I am
to get into close action. 
			  
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947.  But we must bring him right up beside us
before we spring this trap. 
			  
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948.  That will test our nerve. 
			  
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949.  And discipline will count
just as much as courage. 
			  
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950.  The Acheron is a tough nut to crack.
More than twice our guns and numbers. 
			  
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951.  And they will sell their lives dearly. 
			  
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952.  Topmen, your handling of the sheets
to be lubberly and un-navylike, 
			  
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953.  until the signal
to spill the wind from our sails. 
			  
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954.  This will bring us almost
to a complete stop. 
			  
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955.  Gun crews, you must run out and tie down
in double-quick time. 
			  
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956.  With the rear wheels removed
you've gained elevation, 
			  
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957.  but without recoil you can't reload. 
			  
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958.  So, gun captains, that gives you one shot
from the larboard battery. One shot only. 
			  
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959.  You'll fire for her mainmast.
Much will depend on your accuracy. 
			  
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960.  However, even crippled she will still
be dangerous, like a wounded beast. 
			  
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961.  Captain Howard and the marines 
			  
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962.  will sweep their weather deck with
swivel gun and musket fire from the tops. 
			  
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963.  They'll try and even the odds for us
before we board. 
			  
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964.  They mean to take us as a prize. 
			  
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965.  And we are worth more
to them undamaged. 
			  
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966.  Their greed will be their downfall. 
			  
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967.  England is under threat of invasion. 
			  
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968.  And though we be on the far side
of the world, this ship is our home. 
			  
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969.  This ship is England. 
			  
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970.  So it's every hand to his rope or gun.
Quick's the word and sharp's the action. 
			  
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971.  After all, surprise is on our side. 
			  
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972.  - Toss them high so they can see them.
- Hello, Doctor. 
			  
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973.  Jack. 
			  
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974.  - Care for a cigar?
- Thank you, no. 
			  
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975.  If you please, Doctor. 
			  
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976.  - I took the liberty, Doctor.
- Thank you, Killick. 
			  
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977.  - There's three lumps in there.
- How kind. 
			  
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978.  - Good luck, Will.
- Good luck, Peter. 
			  
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979.  - See you afterwards.
- And you. 
			  
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980.  Steady now, lads. Keep calm. 
			  
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981.  English Whaler Syren, this is Acheron. 
			  
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982.  - Barret.
- Sir. 
			  
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983.  You have no possibility, no chance.
But you have had warning. 
			  
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984.  Stop now, or we will destroy your ship. 
			  
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985.  English Whaler, this is your last warning. 
			  
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986.  Stop now, or we will destroy you. 
			  
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987.  Let fly! 
			  
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988.  Haul your yards there. 
			  
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989.  Run out, boys. 
			  
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990.  Fire! 
			  
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991.  Fire! 
			  
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992.  For the mainmast, lads. 
			  
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993.  - Let me through.
- Fire! 
			  
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994.  Hard a-larboard. 
			  
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995.  Right the headsails. Set the topsails. 
			  
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996.  Heave. 
			  
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997.  Man the starboard battery. 
			  
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998.  Fire as she bears. 
			  
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999.  Get to it. 
			  
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1000.  It's the fallen mast. We can't lay alongside. 
			  
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1001.  Cross the wreckage as best you can.
I'll draw their fire. 
			  
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1002.  - My division to join Mr Pullings.
- Clew up topsails. 
			  
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1003.  Huzzah for Lucky Jack. 
			  
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1004.  Grappling hooks away. 
			  
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1005.  Run out the boarding planks. 
			  
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1006.  - My division, follow me.
- For England, for home, and for the prize. 
			  
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1007.  Here we go, lads. 
			  
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1008.  Pipe down. Silence. 
			  
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1009.  Looks like the job is done, sir. 
			  
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1010.  Acheron. 
			  
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1011.  Fire! 
			  
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1012.  Mr Blakeney, the nine-pounder. 
			  
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1013.  That's it. 
			  
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1014.  Fire! 
			  
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1015.  Keep moving, men. Keep moving. 
			  
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1016.  Joe. 
			  
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1017.  Grenades, ready. 
			  
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1018.  They're aiming for our hull. 
			  
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1019.  They could sink us. Depress the muzzle. 
			  
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1020.  Padeen, train it aft. 
			  
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1021.  Together now. 
			  
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1022.  Stand clear. 
			  
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1023.  Fire! 
			  
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1024.  Arm yourselves. We must board them. 
			  
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1025.  Follow me. 
			  
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1026.  Now. 
			  
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1027.  Whalers, follow me.
Mr Hogg, down below. Quickly now. 
			  
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1028.  Albatrosses. Albatrosses, do you hear me? 
			  
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1029.  To the guns. 
			  
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1030.  Boyle, douse that gun's priming. 
			  
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1031.  Lively there. Come on. Move. 
			  
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1032.  Now do your worst. 
			  
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1033.  - Mr Howard.
- Sir. 
			  
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1034.  - Have they struck their colours?
- I believe so. 
			  
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1035.  - Has their captain been sighted?
- Not yet, sir. 
			  
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1036.  - Carry on.
- Aye, sir. 
			  
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1037.  Docteur de Vigny, monsieur. 
			  
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1038.  I did what I could for him. 
			  
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1039.  Before the capitaine died,
he said I was to give you this. 
			  
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1040.  No. I'll do it. 
			  
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1041.  Can you help me? 
			  
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1042.  Our Father, 
			  
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1043.  who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name. 
			  
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1044.  Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done, 
			  
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1045.  on earth as it is in heaven. 
			  
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1046.  Give us this day our daily bread, 
			  
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1047.  and forgive us our trespasses, 
			  
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1048.  as we forgive those
who trespass against us. 
			  
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1049.  And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. 
			  
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1050.  For thine is the kingdom, 
			  
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1051.  the power and the glory, 
			  
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1052.  forever and ever. 
			  
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1053.  Amen. 
			  
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1054.  Robert Gardner, able seaman. 
			  
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1055.  James Lloyd, boatswain's mate. 
			  
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1056.  Robert Kemp, able seaman. 
			  
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1057.  John Antonio, quartermaster's mate. 
			  
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1058.  Michael Doudle, able seaman. 
			  
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1059.  Joseph Nagle, carpenter's mate. 
			  
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1060.  John Allen, sailing master. 
			  
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1061.  Peter Miles Calamy, 
			  
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1062.  lieutenant. 
			  
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1063.  We therefore commit
their bodies to the deep, 
			  
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1064.  to be turned into corruption, 
			  
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1065.  looking for the resurrection of the body
when the sea shall give up her dead, 
			  
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1066.  and the life of the world to come, 
			  
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1067.  through our Lord Jesus Christ. 
			  
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1068.  Amen. 
			  
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1069.  It's our old friend. 
			  
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1070.  Pass down a barrel of paint, please. 
			  
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1071.  Sir, the whalers are all aboard
and that's the last detachment of marines. 
			  
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1072.  Good. 
			  
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1073.  I think I shall return to the Galapagos. 
			  
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1074.  Take on food and water and give
the doctor a few days to find his bird. 
			  
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1075.  Very good, sir. 
			  
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1076.  You, however,
shall take the Acheron south to Valparaiso. 
			  
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1077.  Parole the prisoners there,
refit as necessary, 
			  
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1078.  and we shall rendezvous in Portsmouth. 
			  
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1079.  I believe Mr Hogg
would be a good choice for sailing master. 
			  
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1080.  However, that will be your decision,
Captain Pullings. 
			  
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1081.  Your orders. 
			  
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1082.  - Thank you, sir.
- Godspeed, Tom. 
			  
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1083.  And to you, sir. 
			  
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1084.  - Mr Mowett?
- With pleasure, sir. 
			  
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1085.  - Good luck.
- See you in Portsmouth. 
			  
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1086.  Now, lads, huzzah for Captain Pullings. 
			  
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1087.  - Good luck, sir.
- Good luck, Captain. 
			  
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1088.  Here we go again. 
			  
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1089.  Killick. Killick there. 
			  
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1090.  Which it will be ready when it's ready. 
			  
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1091.  I'll rest easier when I know
they've reached shore. 
			  
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1092.  So many wounded, and only that poor
unfortunate Higgins to tend to them. 
			  
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1093.  Still, he's better than no doctor at all. 
			  
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1094.  - I met their doctor. I spoke to him.
- No, he died of fever months ago. 
			  
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1095.  De Vigny? 
			  
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1096.  - Pass the word for Mr Mowett.
- Mr Mowett to the great cabin. 
			  
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1097.  Their "doctor" gave me this sword. 
			  
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1098.  Sir. 
			  
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1099.  Mr Mowett, change of course.
Southeast by east. 
			  
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1100.  We'll intercept the Acheron
and escort them into Valparaiso. 
			  
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1101.  Aye, sir. Sou'east by east. 
			  
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1102.  - And William.
- Sir? 
			  
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1103.  - Beat to quarters.
- Very good, sir. 
			  
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1104.  Subject to the requirements of the service. 
			  
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1105.  Well, Stephen, the bird's flightless? 
			  
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1106.  Yes. 
			  
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1107.  It's not going anywhere. 
			  
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1108.  English - US 
			  
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