1. Should pale death with treble dread
make the ocean caves our bed,
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2. god who hear'st the surges roll,
deign to save our suppliant soul.
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3. To four weeks.
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4. No, sir. Thank you.
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5. It's bad luck to leave
a toast unfinished, lad.
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6. Oh, meanin'... meanin' no disrespect.
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7. Man what don't drink
best have his reasons.
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8. Uh... ain'tit... I...
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9. I... I understood
it's against regulations, sir...
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10. Did you?
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11. I did, sir. From, uh...
From them's manual.
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12. Didn't picture you a readin' man.
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13. Well, I ain't trying for trouble.
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14. Then you'll do as I say.
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15. That's in your book too.
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16. To four weeks.
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17. Aye. Aye. The cistern needs a-lookin' to.
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18. One of your duties, lad.
Or didn't y'read yourself about it?
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19. You'll clean the brass and the clockwork,
and you'll tidy up the quarters after.
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20. And there's well more
to be mended outside.
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21. D'you hear me, lad?
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22. Yes, sir.
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23. Aye, sir!
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24. Aye, sir.
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25. When the fog clears,
you'll work through the dog watch.
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26. Doggin' it?
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27. I was 'specting I'd get up
to see the lantern.
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28. I tend the light.
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29. Well, the rules is alternatin' shifts.
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30. It's the mid-watch that's to dread, lad.
My watch, night to morning.
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31. Some new junior man I'm fixed with.
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32. See to your duties. The light is mine.
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33. Son of a bitch!
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34. Shingles.
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35. Tend to 'em after the cistern.
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36. And the lamp, she needs oil.
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37. Aye, sir.
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38. Go!
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39. Move it.
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40. You don't go in there!
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41. - Oil, sir.
- Tired? Use this next time.
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42. Save you a hell of a lot of trouble.
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43. Catch your breath, lad.
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44. I said, catch your breath, lad.
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45. Then bring that drum back down
the ladder well where y'found it.
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46. 'Less you're fixin'
to burn the whole light down.
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47. Then see to the rest of your duties.
You're behindhand already.
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48. Aye, sir.
You're too slow. You a dullard?
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49. No, sir.
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50. Fooled me.
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51. Should pale death with treble dread
make the ocean caves our bed,
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52. god who hear'st the surges roll,
deign to save the suppliant soul.
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53. Still tastes o'the head?
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54. Ah, find some chirk in ye, lad.
Now is the time for gab and chatter.
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55. Y'best be enjoying it.
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56. Come a fortnight,
and the brace of us'll be wantin'
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57. to be ever silent as the tomb.
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58. I ain't much for talkin'.
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59. Reckon you're the first?
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60. No, sir. I don't.
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61. Y'ain't.
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62. Y'ain't.
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63. The chicopee, a fine-un she were.
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64. Clean-built and trig-lookin'.
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65. None more fleet in '64 than she.
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66. We were on the breaks.
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67. A mutiny, it were.
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68. And why, ask ye? Why?
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69. What's the terrible part
of a sailor's life, ask ye, lad?
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70. "Tis when the work stops
when you're twixt wind and water."
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71. Doldrums. Doldrums. Eviler than the devil.
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72. Boredom makes men to villains,
and the water goes quick, lad, vanished.
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73. The only med'cine is drink.
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74. Keeps them sailors happy,
keeps 'em agreeable,
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75. keeps 'em calm, keeps "em..."
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76. Stupid.
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77. Curse me if there ain't an old tar spirit
somewheres in ye, lad.
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78. Out with it, lad.
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79. Uh...
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80. What, uh...
What made your last keeper leave?
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81. Him? Me second?
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82. Mm-hmm.
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83. Died.
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84. Went mad, he did.
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85. Ravin' about sirens, merfolk,
bad omens and the like.
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86. In the end, weren't no more sense left
in him than an hen's tooth.
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87. He believed that there was
some enchantment in the light.
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88. He notioned that St. elmo
had cast his very fire into it.
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89. Salvation, said he.
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90. Tall tales.
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91. I seen ye sparrin' with a gull.
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92. Best leave 'em be.
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93. Bad luck to kill a seabird.
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94. More tall tales.
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95. Bad luck to kill a seabird!
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96. Pay me no mind, lad.
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97. None.
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98. Fix us up some coffee.
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99. Long night ahead.
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100. Drop o'coffee will do us good.
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101. You've been neglecting your duties, lad!
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102. Don't deny it!
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103. What do you call that?
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104. Sir? What?
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105. I... I mopped and swept twice over, sir.
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106. Ye lyin' dog.
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107. - I swept 'em.
- 'Tis begrimed and bedabbled.
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108. Unwiped, unwashed, and distained.
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109. You get some kinda peart
outta molestin' me?
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110. Come now?
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111. I already says...
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112. How dare ye contradict me, y'dog.
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113. Now look here,
I ain't never intended to be no housewife
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114. nor slave in takin' this job.
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115. It ain't right.
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116. These lodgings is more ramshackle
than any shanty boy's camp I ever seen.
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117. The queen of england's
own fancy housekeeper
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118. couldn't even done no better
than what I done,
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119. 'cause I tell you, I scrubbed
this here place twice over, sir...
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120. And I say y'did nothin' o'the sort.
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121. And I say y'swab it again,
and y'swab it proper-like this time,
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122. and you'll be swabbin' it
ten times more after that.
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123. And if I tells ye to pull up and apart
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124. every floorboard and clapboard
of this here house
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125. and scour 'em down with your bare,
bleedin' knuckles, you'll do it!
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126. And if I tells ye to yank out
every single nail
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127. from every molderin' nail-hole
and suck off every speck of rust
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128. till all them nails sparkle
like a sperm whale's pecker,
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129. and then carpenter the whole light station
back together from scrap,
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130. and then do it all over again,
you'll do it!
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131. And by god and by golly,
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132. you'll do it smilin', lad,
'cause you'll like it.
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133. You'll like it 'cause I says you will!
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134. Contradict me again,
and I'll dock your wages.
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135. D'ye hear me, lad?
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136. Aye, sir.
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137. Ah.
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138. Swab, dog. Swab!
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139. Keep 'em steady, lad!
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140. Aye, sir.
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141. Whitewash must be even, lad.
Bright! Shinin'!
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142. Like a silver whorehouse token.
Give them sailors a proper daymark.
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143. They're not going to see it
in a goddamn storm!
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144. Keep your temper now, lad.
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145. "Tis fine work. And you're makin'
high marks in me logbook."
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146. Them's gospel.
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147. I'll drop y'down a few feet.
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148. Easy!
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149. Never been in better hands.
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150. Easy!
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151. Quit your flailing, lad.
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152. - I ain't!
- Y'are!
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153. - Keep still!
- I am!
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154. Git! Git! Git! Git!
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155. Thank ye, lad.
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156. Winslow.
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157. Ephraim Winslow.
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158. These last two weeks, I'd...
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159. I'd like it if you'd call me by my name.
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160. Listen to ye,
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161. giving orders, lad.
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162. - Winslow.
- All right, all right.
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163. Suits me just as fine, Ephraim Winslow.
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164. So, what brung such a one as ye
to this damned rock?
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165. Such as what?
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166. Pretty as a picture.
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167. Only joshing, lad, only josh...
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168. - Winslow.
- Winslow.
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169. What brung ye...
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170. To this rock, Ephraim Winslow?
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171. What were your work afore?
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172. - Timber.
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173. Big timber. Up north. Canada ways.
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174. - Hudson bay outfit?
- The same.
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175. True what they say?
"Forest as far as the eye can see"?
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176. Yes, sir. Spruce, tamarack, white pine.
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177. "Bush," them folk up there call it.
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178. Had enough of trees, that it, then?
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179. Yes, sir.
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180. Can't say I blame ye.
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181. I Hearn tell about that life. Hard goin'.
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182. Work one man harder
than two horses, they say.
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183. No, thankee.
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184. The sea, she's the only situation
wantin' for me.
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185. Miss it?
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186. Ain't nothing what can touch it.
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187. But I can't...
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188. Be draggin' me old stump about.
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189. Nay. Not worth the trouble.
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190. Now I'm a wickie and a wickie I is.
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191. And I'm damn-well wedded
to this here light,
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192. and she's been a finer,
truer, quieter wife
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193. than any alive-blooded woman.
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194. You ever married?
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195. Thirteen christmases at sea...
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196. Little 'uns at home.
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197. She never forgave it.
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198. "Tis for the better."
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199. Since we're getting too friendly,
Ephraim Winslow,
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200. tell me, what's a timber man
want with being a wickie?
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201. Not enough quiet for ye up north?
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202. Sawdust itching your nethers?
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203. Foreman found ye too high-tempered
for carrying an ax?
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204. Like you said,
I just had enough of trees, I guess.
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205. Since I left dad,
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206. I done every kind of work
that can pay a man.
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207. Some I ain't near proud of.
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208. Drifter, en?
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209. No, just...
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210. Can't find a post
I can take a real shine to,
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211. so I keep movin' along.
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212. And I ain't the kind to look back
at what's behind him, see.
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213. On the run?
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214. Now look here, ain't nothin' wrong
with a man startin' fresh, startin' new,
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215. just lookin' to earn a living.
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216. No.
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217. Just like any man,
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218. just wanna settle down
quiet-like with some earnings.
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219. I read someplace
that a man could earn 630 or...
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220. I read $1,000 a year
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221. if he tends a light far off shore.
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222. The further away, the more he earns.
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223. I read that, and hell, I says, work.
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224. Save my earnings.
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225. Sometime soon I'll raise my own roof,
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226. somewheres up country,
with no one to tell me what for.
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227. And that's all.
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228. Same old borin' story, eh?
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229. Well, you asked.
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230. Say, why is it bad luck to kill a gull?
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231. In 'em's the souls of sailors
what met their maker.
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232. You a prayin' man, Winslow?
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233. Not as often as I might.
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234. But I'm god-fearin',
if that's what you're askin'.
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235. Shit.
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236. Wind's changed.
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237. Oh. Good riddance.
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238. Oh, don't be so darn foolish.
It's the calm afore the storm, Winslow.
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239. She were a gentle westerly wind
you're cursin'.
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240. Only feels roughly 'cause you don't know
nothin' about nothin',
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241. and there ain't no trees on this here rock
like your Hudson bay bush.
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242. Nor'easterly wind'll come soon
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243. a-blowin' like Gabriel's horn.
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244. Best board up them signal house winders.
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245. - Aye, sir.
- 'Twill keep steady
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246. afore the tender comes in the morn,
I 'spect,
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247. but there's dirty weather knockin' about.
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248. Somethin' stirring in ye?
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249. You're gettin' off this rock tomorry,
Winslow.
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250. Don't start grudgen me now.
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251. No, sir.
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252. Keeping secrets, are ye?
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253. I could just use a hand
with them boards, is all.
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254. Pull, Winslow!
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255. Look at 'em.
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256. Better than fin fishin'.
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257. Ain't no crime to take a snort now.
A clear night, and our last afore relief.
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258. I ain't never known an inspector
what wouldn't turn a blind eye.
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259. And I won't take no for an answer.
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260. Should pale death and treble dread...
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261. Ah, hell. To... to relief.
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262. And how.
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263. and a pretty lass, she were,
takin' off her bonnet,
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264. but as I says, I'd broke me leg,
and banged meself all up.
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265. It was to a nuns' hospital.
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266. All of them nuns
were catholics, I tell ye.
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267. But I never went to Salem since
without hoping that I should see her,
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268. for beddin' down weren't the same since.
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269. You feel shame when you lie with a woman?
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270. I ain't 'shamed of nothing!
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271. Well, I'll say it...
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272. I might even miss ye, Ephraim Winslow.
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273. You're fastly a true blue wickie
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274. in the making, you is.
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275. Thought one night you was bound to
split me skull in twain,
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276. but you're a good-un.
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277. Why, you'll be workin' the lamp
in no time.
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278. Why haven't 1?
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279. What?
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280. The light.
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281. I'm the keeper of this station, lad.
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282. Some other station, y'can tend the light.
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283. The manual says...
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284. - My log is the only book on this rock...
- Since I'm wickie...
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285. I'm the keeper of the light, lad.
I never let no man touch her...
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286. Don't concern yourself
with the beacon, lad!
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287. Mine!
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288. Have it your way.
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289. Say, I never...
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290. I don't... I don't know your name.
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291. W ake.
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292. Your Christian name.
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293. Thomas.
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294. - Thomas?
- Aye, Thomas wake.
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295. Call me Tom.
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296. Well...
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297. To my friend Tom.
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298. And gettin' off this goddamn rock.
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299. What are y'splittin' your lungs fer?
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300. You smell o' shit.
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301. Best swab this mess
afore the tender comes.
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302. Do as you're told, lad.
The quarters are dire.
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303. Aye... aye, sir. Aye.
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304. They didn't come.
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305. The damp's got to the provisions!
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306. What?
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307. The damp's got to the provisions!
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308. The damp's got to the foodstuffs.
The salt COD is out.
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309. - Out?
- Blasted. Gone to rot.
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310. - Praised be.
- Will you hear me now?
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311. - Hear what?
- That we best be rationing.
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312. - Rationing?
- Insubordinate again?
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313. It's only been one day.
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314. Devil's tail.
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315. Look, maybe the tender did come.
We just missed her, is all.
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316. I can take the dory out.
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317. Weeks, Winslow. Weeks.
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318. What?
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319. What do you mean, what?
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320. - Weeks?
- Weeks. Aye, weeks.
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321. We slept in. Dead drunk.
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322. It's been weeks ago
since we missed her, Winslow.
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323. And I've been askin' ye
to ration for weeks now, too,
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324. but you've kept barking at me
like a mad dog
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325. sayin' you can take the dory out.
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326. - Now, look here...
- Oh, no. Don't be losing your head now.
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327. - This ain't funny.
- No, it ain't.
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328. And I ain't want to be stranded here
with some damn lunatic.
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329. Stranded?
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330. That's what I said.
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331. Why, I thought... I thought you said
relief was coming.
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332. If we can wait out the storm.
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333. The tender is coming.
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334. In '75, ol' Striker were marooned here
for seven long months, he was.
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335. The storm died on the mainland,
but here, the waters were too rageful
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336. neither to launch nor land.
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337. You're just tryin' to scare me.
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338. Look at ye. Pretendin'.
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339. But ye well know your lot.
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340. Dig!
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341. Dig, says I!
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342. Dig!
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343. Dig!
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344. There she lies.
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345. Rations.
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346. The worst of us
couldn't fend 'gainst the ship rats
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347. what gnawed on the soles of our feet.
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348. Their legs withered
and turned gangree'nous,
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349. every shade of the peacock's tail.
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350. Their gums grew swollen,
the color of bone, then to rot.
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351. Tarry blood oozed,
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352. teeth droppin' to the deck
with none to hold on to.
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353. "Land ho!" Hears I,
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354. but only grass on that island.
So we et upon the grass.
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355. And 'twas that scurvy
what left me locked ever since.
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356. I thought you said you'd broke it.
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357. Aye?
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358. Your leg.
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359. Catholic nuns and such like.
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360. You must've misheard.
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361. - I told that dumb bastard...
- Yep. Them eaves be gonners.
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362. "Give me your cant hook," I says to him.
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363. But... foreman Winslow,
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364. that goddamned canady bastard...
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365. - Winslow?
- Always callin' me a dog.
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366. A filthy dog.
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367. I'll show you who's a dog.
Winslow.
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368. - What of him?
- Who, Winslow?
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369. The eaves be fallin'...
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370. - He's always raggin' on me.
- Ragging?
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371. Like you. Damn fool nonsense.
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372. That's the trouble with ye, Winslow.
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373. Trouble with you is eatin' grass
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374. Come now?
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375. Your sea Matey's teeth had fallen out.
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376. What are ye gettin' at, Winslow?
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377. Ah. Well, it just seems powerful hard
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378. to eat grass with no teeth.
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379. 'Cause goats and sheeps and cows,
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380. well, now, they all got teeth, don't they?
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381. Y'know how y'eat grass without your teeth?
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382. Oblige me.
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383. Ye rip it out and ye swallow it.
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384. "You rip it out and you swallow it."
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385. - Ye rip it out...
- I don't know 'bout that.
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386. Y'don't?
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387. I don't.
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388. What?
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389. What?
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390. What?
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391. What?
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392. What?
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393. - What?
- What?
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394. - What?
- What?
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395. - What?
- What?
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396. - What?
- What?
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397. - What?
- What?
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398. - What?
- What?
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399. What?
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400. - That's what I mean!
- W hat?
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401. That's the trouble with you.
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402. That's the trouble with ye!
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403. - With you!
- With ye!
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404. No! No!
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405. I want a steak!
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406. I want a goddamned steak!
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407. I...
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408. If I had a steak... oh, boy.
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409. A... a rare, a bloody steak.
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410. If I... if I had a steak,
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411. I would fuck it.
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412. You don't like me cookin'?
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413. Ugh, don't be such an old bitch!
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414. You're drunk!
You don't know what you're talkin'.
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415. How could I possibly like
the horseshit you fix us for supper?
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416. You're drunk,
or ye wouldn't be saying that!
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417. Them tin kitchen shanty cooks
gave us fried doughnuts three times a day
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418. and country ham bigger than your fist.
You're drunk! You're drunk! You're drunk!
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419. - I'm drunk? I...
- You heard me!
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420. - You've been drunk...
- Damn ye!
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421. Drunk since I first laid eyes on you.
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422. You're fond of me lobster, ain't ye?
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423. You're drunker than a virginy fence.
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424. I seen it. You're fond of me lobster.
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425. Say it.
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426. Say it.
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427. Say it!
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428. I don't have to say nothin'.
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429. Damn ye!
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430. Let Neptune strike ye dead, Winslow!
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431. Hark!
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432. Hark, triton, hark!
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433. Bellow, bid our father, the sea king,
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434. rise from the depths,
full foul in his fury,
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435. black waves teeming with salt-foam,
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436. to smother this young mouth
with pungent slime,
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437. to choke ye, engorging your organs
till ye turn blue and bloated
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438. with bilge and brine
and can scream no more.
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439. Only when he, crowned in cockle shells
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440. with slithering tentacled tail
and steaming beard,
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441. take up his fell, be-finned arm,
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442. his coral-tined trident screeches,
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443. banshee-like in the tempest,
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444. and plunges right through your gullet,
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445. bursting ye, a bulging bladder no more,
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446. but a blasted bloody film now,
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447. a nothing for the harpies
and the souls of dead sailors
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448. to peck and claw and feed upon,
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449. only to be lapped up and swallowed
by the infinite waters
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450. of the dread emperor himself,
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451. forgotten to any man,
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452. to any time,
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453. forgotten to any god or devil,
forgotten even to the sea,
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454. for any stuff or part of Winslow,
even any scantling of your soul,
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455. is Winslow no more,
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456. but is now itself the sea.
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457. All right. Have it your way.
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458. I like your cooking.
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459. Son of a bitch.
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460. Queer way to wear your shoes.
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461. Just didn't wanna wake you, is all.
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462. It's a long night.
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463. And such.
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464. Hmm. The sun is over the yardarm.
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465. Best find some winks
afore the day draws farther on.
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466. Get back to your duties
or I'll give you a real keelhauling.
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467. You ain't even human no more.
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468. Workin' apart from folks so long.
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469. You're only tolerable when you're drunk.
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470. Get to work, says I.
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471. To work!
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472. Dance! Dance, Winslow! Dance!
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473. Aye.
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474. Get off me! Get off me!
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475. - Thomas.
- Aye.
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476. - It's Thomas.
- Aye.
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477. No, I'm Thomas.
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478. I'm Thomas. You're Ephraim.
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479. I lied.
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480. Well, I'll be scuppered.
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481. I'm Thomas. Tommy.
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482. Tommy? Tommy Winslow.
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483. No. Tom Howard.
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484. What's Winslow?
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485. - It's nothing.
- Nothing?
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486. Can I trust you?
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487. Don't be spilling any of your beans to me.
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488. I ain't interested.
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489. No. It wasn't that way, is all...
Just, see...
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490. I see what you're fixin' to do.
You get me all liquored up...
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491. Your guilty conscience
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492. as any a guilty conscience.
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493. - Who...
- Worse. Worse.
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494. It was... it was a drive, see.
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495. It was a log drive,
and he... he's raggin' on me.
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496. No, I see what you're doing.
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497. Nothing.
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498. Look, Tom, don't be working
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499. I ain't.
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500. Um, I can't... I can't do it. I can't...
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501. Shut up your own rag box.
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502. I trust... I trust... I trust you.
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503. No.
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504. I... I trust you, Tom.
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505. You trust me?
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506. No, I don't trust you at all.
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507. And I had 'im handy and helpless.
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508. Alone.
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509. Too far downstream.
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510. And I... I wanted to do 'im in.
I admit I did.
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511. Seein' the back of his head.
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512. One swipe of the cant hook'd be all.
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513. Uh... it was...
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514. I... 1 didn't...
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515. I didn't... I did not.
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516. The day was long as hell on that drive.
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517. I was lead-tired. I admit it.
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518. But I saw him slippin', not me.
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519. We saw the jam comin'.
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520. I stood and he slipped.
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521. He shouted up.
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522. "Tom, you dog!"
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523. I just stood there, is all. Just...
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524. Just stood and watched 'im
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525. And all I could think
when he was done was,
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526. I... I could use me a smoke.
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527. That's it.
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528. So, I packed up his kit and fixin's,
as if they was my own and...
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529. Ephraim Winslow, well, now,
he got a spiffy clean slate.
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530. And Thomas Howard, well, he don't.
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531. No prospects.
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532. How else am I gonna find respectable work?
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533. Tom!
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534. Tom!
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535. Why'd y'spill your beans, Tommy?
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536. Why'd y'spill your beans?
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537. Why'd y'spill your beans?
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538. Don't leave me!
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539. You crazy son of a bitch!
You smashed up the lifeboat!
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540. You're abandoning your post!
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541. What're you gonna do?
Send for the lighthouse establishment?
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542. Certain, says I. I'll report ye,
I'll bring the inspector up.
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543. I'll report you! I know what you done.
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544. Who's reportin' who?
Ephraim Winslow? Or Thomas Howard?
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545. I know what you done.
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546. You killed your second.
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547. Your one-eyed junior man.
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548. I found him. In the lobster pot.
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549. Said he went mad?
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550. You made him mad with that charm!
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551. That scrimshaw trinket.
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552. But I broke it, see. See?
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553. Now I'm free. I'm free from your designs!
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554. And I got it all figured out,
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555. 'cept what's the secret mischief
your keepin' up there!
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556. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Tommy.
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557. Last night you made a confession
'twould make a Saint swear.
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558. I don't have nothin' to confess,
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559. but you, spillin' your beans,
look what it's done to ye.
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560. It's made ye mad.
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561. And I knew ye was mad
when y'smashed up that lifeboat just now,
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562. a-chasing me with an ax,
tryin' to kill ol' Tom.
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563. Don't ye trust me, Tommy?
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564. Better hand me
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565. Y'ain't safe with it.
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566. That's a good lad.
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567. Them's government property.
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568. Deducted from your pay.
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569. Look at your shiverin'.
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570. You're so mad, y'know not up from down.
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571. How long have we been on this rock?
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572. Five weeks?
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573. Two days?
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574. Where are we?
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575. Help me to recollect,
who are you again, Tommy?
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576. I'm probably
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577. This rock is a figment
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578. You're probably wand'rin' through a grove
of tag alders up north in canady,
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579. like a frostbitten maniac,
talkin' to yourself,
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580. knee-deep in snow.
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581. I could use me a smoke.
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582. We're outta drink.
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583. Monkey pump!
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584. This place is a sty.
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585. Mornin' to you too.
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586. I wish I could go for a walk.
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587. Be my guest. You'll get drowned.
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588. Fiery pit.
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589. Ain't there no justice left in this world?
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590. Thankee.
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591. What's wrong with your hand?
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592. The other one.
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593. Ye hear o' tetanus?
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594. - Tet-a-nus?
- Hmm. Yeah.
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595. It started as a sliver of a cut, is all...
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596. I said I heard of it.
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597. From the forestaysail
when we shoved off...
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598. - Don't you ever shut up?
- But come a fortnight,
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599. - the bosun was a-shakin'.
- Stop.
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600. His jaw locked tighter than an anchor...
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601. Shut your gum, goddamn it!
I can't hear no more!
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602. What were it ye accused me of?
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603. Y'already told me y'had me figgerd.
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604. I'm tired of your damned-fool yarns
and your cap'n ahab horseshit.
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605. You sound like a goddamned parody.
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606. Givin' and nagging orders
like a spinster schoolmarm,
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607. and all the while turning this station
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608. - to the devil's own rum hole.
- You're makin' a fool of yourself.
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609. Well, it's all horseshit...
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610. Your leg, and your sea life, all of it!
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611. And if I hear one more word of horseshit
coming out of your foul, rotten-toothed,
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612. - smelly old mouth...
- Ye... damn ye...
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613. Shut up your gum, goddamn it!
I ain't finished yet!
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614. You think
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615. just 'cause
you're a goddamned lighthouse keeper?
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616. Well, you ain't a captain of no ship
and you never was!
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617. You ain't no general, you ain't no copper,
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618. you ain't the president,
and you ain't my father!
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619. And I'm sick of you actin' like you is!
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620. I'm sick of your laughing, your snoring,
and your goddamned farts.
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621. Your goddamned...
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622. Goddamn your farts!
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623. You smell like piss,
you smell like jism,
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624. like rotten dick, like curdled foreskin,
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625. like hot onions fucked
a farmyard shit house.
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626. And I'm sick of your smell.
I'm sick of it!
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627. I'm sick of it, you goddamned drunk.
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628. You goddamned no-account,
son-of-a-bitch-bastard liar!
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629. That's what you are!
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630. You're a goddamned drunken,
horse-shitting, short, shit liar.
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631. A liar!
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632. Ye have a way with words, Tommy.
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633. Damn you!
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634. You're relieved of your duties.
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635. No need to tell me, old-timer.
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636. "Assistant slept late."
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637. "Work below standard."
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638. "Attitude hostile."
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639. "Assistant missing."
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640. "Given to habitual self-abuse
in the supply shed."
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641. "Drunk on duty!"
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642. "Assault!"
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643. "Theft!"
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644. "Recommend severance without pay."
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645. Severance without pay?
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646. Are you trying to ruin me?
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647. I'm a hard worker.
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648. I am. I work as hard as any man.
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649. - Ye lie, Thomas.
- Stop it!
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650. Ye lie to yourself,
but y'ain't have the sauce to see it.
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651. Please...
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652. Just let me into the light, old man.
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653. I've learned so much from you.
Just let me show you. Another chance.
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654. Forgive and forget, I says.
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655. Just let me into that lantern, is all.
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656. Don't make me beg... or I'll beg.
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657. I'll beg if that's what you want.
I'll beg.
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658. Please.
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659. Please. Please! Please!
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660. Stand down.
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661. You selfish bastard!
Keepin' it all to yourself.
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662. You left your old lady,
your children, for what? For what?
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663. Look at ye, handsome lad,
with eyes bright as a lady.
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664. Come to this rock playin' the tough.
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665. Ye make me laugh with your false grum.
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666. Ye pretended to some mystery
in your quietudes,
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667. but there ain't no mystery.
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668. You're an open book. A picture, says I.
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669. A painted actress
screaming in the footlights,
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670. a bitch what wants to be coveted
for nothin' but being born,
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671. cryin' 'bout the silver spoon
what should've been yours.
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672. Now look at ye cryin'.
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673. Boo. Boo.
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674. What you gonna do?
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675. Will ye kill me? Will ye?
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676. Will y'kill me like y'done that gull?
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677. - I didn't...
- Liar! Y'murdering dog!
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678. 'Twas ye what changed the wind on us.
'Twas ye what damned us, dog. 'Twas ye!
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679. Will y'do what y'wish
y'done to ol' Winslow?
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680. Will ye best me then?
For Winslow were right.
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681. Thomas, you're a dog. A filthy dog! A dog!
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682. Git down!
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683. Let go of me!
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684. You're killing me!
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685. Bark.
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686. Bark, boy.
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687. Bark, laddie.
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688. Bark.
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689. Ain't ye never been to sea before?
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690. Bark, I says. Bark!
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691. Bark, laddie!
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692. - Now, there's a good boy.
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693. - There's a good dog.
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694. Now roll over.
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695. Come on.
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696. Come on.
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697. Git!
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698. Come on.
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699. Get up here.
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700. Good boy. Good boy.
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701. Now you get in there, where you belong.
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702. You do as I say, dog.
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703. There's my good lad.
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704. Ye wish to see
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705. So did me last assistant.
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706. Shut up, old dog!
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707. Polish your brasswork.
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708. O what protean forms swim up
from men's minds,
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709. and melt in hot promethean plunder,
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710. scorching eyes,
with divine shames and horror...
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711. And casting them down to Davy Jones.
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712. The others, still blind,
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713. yet in it see
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714. all the divine graces
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715. and to Fiddler's green sent,
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716. where no man is suffered to want or toil,
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717. Ancient...
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718. Mutable and unchanging...
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719. As the she who girdles 'round the globe.
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720. Them's truth.
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721. You'll be punished.
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722. The light belongs to me!
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723. Should pale death with treble dread
make the ocean caves our bed,
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724. god who hear'st the surges roll,
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