All language subtitles for The Onedin Line S07e07 The Suitor

No, sir.

The clay contract has not been signed.
Well, why not?

Oh, God, don't you go blaming this.

You've had two days to fix it. Mr.

Granger, the agent, never came back,
sir. Well, then why haven't you tried to

contact him?

Oh, look at this. I can all wait.

That contract can't.

We'd better tell Topman that.

Truth is, sir, I did hear that the
contract had been placed elsewhere.

Nonsense. We won it.

Even so, sir.

When did you hear it had been given to
them?

Lady Fogarty, your sister, sir.

My sister?

Given to my sister?

Oh, my God, if I... Sir,

Mr. Needham.

From now on, it's milk and fish for him.

No, thank you very much.

James. There's nothing wrong with me.
Except for an ulcer in your stomach,

will only get worse unless you live more
calmly and worry less.

Indigestion, that's what it is.

I know the cure for that.

First ship out and I'll be on her.

What you need is rest, man. Look, I
can't afford to be idle. Business isn't

good. It's right, James, and you know
it.

It's not within you and bigger premises.

You could even less afford to be
bedridden, sir. Think on that.

I shall call again early next week.

Well, do so by all means. Of course, I
can't guarantee to be here.

If that also were to happen to Burst
while you were aboard ship, Mr. O

couldn't guarantee you'd ever come home
again either.

Dr. Borton said no spirits.

Not to me, you didn't. Well, he did to
me.

Well, then you can do the abstaining.

Why do you seek his advice when you have
no intention of following it?

I didn't. It was you who insisted he
could. But because it is just confirmed,

there's nothing plainly the matter with
you.

Nothing that a good sea breeze won't put
right. James, you can't mean it.

Now, listen.

It is time to stop all this gallivanting
around the world.

Oh, for heaven's sake, you're not some
young adventurer out to make his first

fortune. Fine, I'm not about to lose the
one I've made either.

I was

talking to Dr.

Porton about my plan. Dr. Porton, Dr.
Porton, let's not hear any more about...

About my plan for a children's home.

He's agreed to advise me.

Well, let's hope he's of more use to you
than he was to me.

You're home.

We thought that the time... Yes, you
have.

Now, when did you return?

Yesterday. Oh, you might have so much to
tell us. Elizabeth, please, bother me.

Come, sit down.

Where are you? How are you, James? Come
to gloat, have you? You over what?

That contract was mine.

What contract?

Oh, that contract.

Well, it was offered to me. Ah, but I
want it. Why, that is all I ask of us.

are going to start stealing each other.
Oh, if I hear any more about Dr.

Portland.

What did he say? Nothing.

Just that James is not well because he
overexcites himself and he worries too

much. Little wonder. When my partner
runs off with his daughter and my own

sister runs off with all the contracts.

Oh, you're insufferable, James O 'Neill.
I wish I had taken it.

Insufferable, am I? Oh, that's not what
I could... I beg your pardon.

Red, the contract was offered to me, but
I declined it.

Well, at the end of the day, I decided
it would be barely profitable, unless I

could be guaranteed return cargoes,
which wasn't the case, so I turned it

When?

Two days ago.

James, where are you going?

I can't master, sir.

Oh, needy.

Good afternoon.

Not caught you at an inopportune moment,
I know.

Well, take a seat.

What can I do for you?

I'm told that a vessel of yours sailed
recently with a passenger on board. A

by the name of Bullen.

Might well have done.

I'd like to know.

Why?

Well, there are matters outstanding
between Mr. Bullen and I which make me

anxious to trace him.

Look!

Get a look!

Look, I said, get a look!

Well, it sounds exhausting to me. And
then we'll be thinking you've gone for a

rest. I had no idea your cousins were
such gabbards.

We'd quite decided you were never coming
home again.

Let me.

Would you and James be free to come to
tea on Sunday?

As far as I know.

Although I doubt you'll be glad of
James's company unless his mood and

improve somewhat.

Oh.

Yes, well, it's most important he be
civil.

But I do so want you both to come.

Sarah has invited somebody special.

Who? Well, I've tried to wheedle it out
of her, but she simply refuses to say.

It's just a friend I met in Bath.

The one I want you most all particularly
to meet.

James will be on his very best
behaviour.

I promise.

He booked a passage to Roscoff aboard
the Solon Larsen, sir.

And they call first to Kankana to
offload coal.

It should be there possibly tomorrow or
the day after.

And then on to pick up onions at
Roscoff. Stay by Wednesday next.

I thank you, Doc, inside of the order.

I want Bullen brought back to this
country.

Oh, there's still time.

You'll have a cable waiting for them in
Concano, telling your captain to keep

Bullen aboard.

I expect I could. I would be greatly
obliged. Oh, sure you would, but I'd

like to know why.

I'm not a vindictive man, but as you'll
appreciate, it's not good business to be

thought an easy mark.

Bullen cheated me out of a considerable
sum of money.

How did he do that?

Oh, he sold me timber.

Pit props for the mine. Unfortunately,
it wasn't his to sell.

Seems he was a woodsman on an estate in
Cheshire which was sold recently.

When the new owner came to take stock,
he found his woods decimated.

He accused me of buying stolen property.

And as a result, I've had to pay for
those pit props twice.

Hmm. Well, if you pay for his return
passage plus a sum for our trouble.

Hardly.

Well, then I don't see how I can help
you.

I would have thought a contract to carry
500 tons of clay a month would have

been compensation enough.

What's clay got to do with it?

Oh, I bought Imperial Staffs two months
ago.

Any contract to carry that clay is a
contract with me.

So, it was you who offered that contract
to me sister.

Yes.

Now, if you give me Bullen...

You can have the contract, but not
otherwise.

Dawkins?

Yes, sir?

Send a cable to Captain Bayliss.

Fire the agent in Concarna, if you
please.

It's not uncommon to run into squalls in
these parts.

With a bit of luck, it might have blown
itself out by morning.

Don't bother me.

So why?

Maybe something to do with always being
up trees as a lad.

Move about a lot in the wind, do trees.

What takes you to France, Mr. Bullitt?

Never been there.

Never been anywhere.

I've heard it's hot in the south.

Just adventure then, is it?

Aye.

I thought, go somewhere that were easy
to get back from.

Till I knew if I were a man, Rich.

If I am.

It's America for me.

Well, good.

I'm hungry.

I had nothing like to see to give you an
appetite for so long.

You been at sea long, then, sir?

Seems I was about the same age as young
Tom here.

Ah, but you weren't ever young like me,
Captain, was you? Thought you'd always

been a codger.

Well, come on, Alfred, steady, steady,
just go, Pete.

not eating milk and fish.

It is for your own sake, James. You'll
thank us for it when you find the pain's

no longer there.

But knowing you, you probably won't. For
if you can be as rude as you were to

Elizabeth and Sarah yesterday... Oh,
they know me well enough. That's no

Anyway, I hope you're going to be in a
better mood on Sunday.

Sarah has a surprise for us.

There's someone she wants us all to
meet, and if that means what I think it

does, we don't want you making an
exhibition of yourself.

Letty, if there was a ducking stool
handy, I'd put you in it.

James O 'Neill.

If I become a nag wife, it's because...

You are the most stubborn, the most
unreasonable man I've ever met.

You're pig -headed, you're selfish, you
trample on people's feelings and you

completely take me for granted.

But all that wouldn't matter if only we
could share in something again like we

used to.

Because otherwise I'm going to go on
getting more and more jealous and

and not over some other woman but over
your damn ships.

Isn't that the most ridiculous thing
you've ever heard?

Oh, now, look.

Look, if I seem unreasonable, it's...
It's because I've got Charlotte on my

mind.

I know, and I'm sorry. No, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't complain.

Mr. Walter, you let it go.

I'd almost forgotten I was ever called
that.

Well, I hadn't.

Put me in mind you didn't have to take
me.

I should be grateful.

Jesus. No, from now on I shall report.

Milk and fish, let it be.

Anything you say.

Come Sunday, I shall be as proper as
you've ever seen me.

He's trying to crowd me.

Lock,

I'll strip your masthead. Put it down,
Lock.

Don't stand there. Come get the captain.

Drop it, Lock.

Drop it, I'll put you under the hatches,
man.

Put it down.

Drop it, Lock.

Put it down, Lock.

I'll put you under the hatches, man.

Get the captain!

It's a fail!

Captain Baines!

Captain Baines!

He's going to kill the lad.

Been acting funny ever since we sailed.

Reckon maybe he's got peppered. He's got
off his head with it.

Why the devil haven't you reported this
before?

I'm breaking out a rifle.

It'll be too late.

Don't go, sir. The man's gone loony.

Stop him, God, please.

Who the devil?

Hold him, sir.

Look. That knife of yours.

Looks good and keen.

Let's have a look.

Show us, Mr. Locke.

Let's go down now.

Shall we?

I put a dead rat in his grub. Well, did
you?

Then why did he say it?

Bad blood between you, was there?

What does that mean? Yes or no?

He got it in for me, didn't he?

Why? Because he was mad.

Hey.

All right.

The man were mad.

He must have been.

It won't be, though.

Not many landlubbers could have shimped
out the mast like you did, Mr. Bullen.

You're a born sailor.

Told you.

Always up for easy lad.

You know, I reckon there's something
you've got to say to Mr. Bullen, isn't

there, eh?

Eh?

And I hope you know what it is.

Thanks, mister.

Why'd you do it?

What?

Feed him that dead rat.

I ain't back till the next dubbing's
over.

You're a right little fibber, aren't
you?

Don't worry.

I won't tell Captain.

Anything you want, Topper.

You just give me the wing.

Right.

Lenny, James, I would like you to meet
Captain Albert, not Dan.

Captain. How do you do, Mr. O 'Neill?

It's a privilege to meet you both.

Mrs. O 'Neill spoke of you often and
with great regard.

Very charitable of her.

So what are you, Navy? A retired, sir.

Are you resident in Bath, Captain?

No, no, I...

I merely happened to be there on a short
visit at the same time as Mr.

O 'Neill. The captain extended his visit
by several days entirely on my behalf.

No more than a day or two, perhaps, but
the pleasure was all mine, dear lady, I

assure you. James, you know, we've
decided to say that we're going to come

again. Then I must apologize for being
so slow.

How's business, then, eh, lad?

Well enough?

Should I pour you one, uncle?

No, it's...

Not allowed.

That won't bring her back, you know.

Thank God.

Getting groggified won't help either.

What do you think of Mother's admirer?

Is that what the years are?

Oh, yes.

The notion of becoming my stepfather.
You are too modest, Captain. Please come

and sit down. She even encourages him.

James, go and tell the captain all about
your fleet.

Sure, we should all be much more
interested to hear of Captain Dampier's

adventures.

Captain Dampier commanded a frigate,
James.

How many guns?

Forty -five on my last command.

Oh, dandy size.

Only regret is, never had occasion of
firing anger.

Oh, but you did the action.

Oh, yes, dear lady, I thank God for it.

Commander? You have it, sir.

Sevastopol and Azov.

Proud to be able to say I was there.

When did you resign your commission,
Captain?

Only last year, ma 'am. I had the good
fortune to be left a small estate by an

uncle. It tempted me to forget my
notions of duty, and I fear I succumbed.

I'm sure that no one here regards that
as anything but a just reward. Oh, ma

'am.

Don't you find that you miss the sea,
Captain?

I must confess not, Lady Fogarty.

But the truth is, sir, I have never
forsaken it. The captain was also left a

steam yacht.

A steam yacht?

The Amazon, sir.

And at risk of giving offense to the
pride of your fleet, I'll wager you've

never seen such a pretty.

Where's Simone?

Not six miles from where we are now.

Wouldn't mind having a little look
around us sometime, eh?

Then perhaps I might make a suggestion.

Saturday next, I'd be more than honored
if you'd all be my guests aboard the

Amazon. Show you her pieces. Oh, yes.

That's what everybody else wants.

Oh, we wouldn't dream of disappointing
you, James.

see Mr. Bullard?

He's gone ashore to post a letter.

Said to tell you he'd be right back.

Well, I can't wait for Monday.

Hey, any cables for us?

Well?

You know what it's about, do you?

Now, I've told you before, just because
you can read doesn't mean to say that

you can go on opening every letter.

What are you going to do, Carl?

Do? There's nothing I can do. I just do
what I'm told.

Please save my life.

Please, Captain, do not press me. But,
dear lady, surely I'm not saying

that has not already been expressed
between us?

Perhaps in other ways, but plain enough.

I know, I know.

Are you saying your feelings to me have
changed, ma 'am? No.

No, not at all. Oh, then.

Oh, I have no great gift of words, dear
lady.

But we have both known the grief and
loneliness of bereavement.

Do we not both yearn for companionship
once more?

Oh, yes.

That is all I seek.

The honor of giving you my name and
protection, whatever comfort is in my

The honor would be all mine, Captain.

Well, then, providing no one among your
family objects, which I venture to hope

is indeed the case... No, but... Robert
died.

Robert?

My husband.

Your late husband?

He objects?

Well, I had to ask him.

How do you and he manage to communicate,
dear lady?

Through Mr. Pilgrim.

He's a medium.

You have no idea of the comfort he's
given me since Robert died.

Just to be able to speak that... But...
But this time, though I pleaded and

pleaded he would not be moved, he simply
will not countenance the idea of us

marrying. And this he told you through
Mr. Pilgrim.

I am not responsible for the messages,
Captain. I merely pass them on. You're a

rogue, sir.

Growing fat on the grief of others.

There are many who share your view.

But I content myself in the knowledge
that those who have needed me would not

agree. Nobody needs your damn trickery.
Least of all Mrs. O 'Neill.

Then all she need do is never return.

Oh, yes, sir.

Just once more.

To hear you admit that all these
messages from Robert are a pack of lies.

But they aren't.

Damn it, sir. You must sell a pack of
them to me.

Don't be afraid to strike, sir.

I shall not hit back.

If it's your reputation you seek to
protect, why don't you simply tell her

the last message you gave her was a
mistake?

How could I do that? Let me make it easy
for you.

Enough?

Even were I still poor, I could not
accept.

How much less is the need now?

If I ever hear you dare to upset Mrs. O
'Neill again with any more of your lies,

I'll have your horse whipped.

Good day to you.

Not so much a use if you let go,
Colonel.

Oh, this is him.

Oh.

Well, when are you in Roscoe?

Tomorrow.

Why won't you go over to the side? It's
really a bit close to the land.

You mean swim?

Why? The old man got a cable about you,
didn't he?

Eh? There's biscuits and water and two
shillings of Norvay, lad. Captain, find

someone who can break the water.

Here. What's going on? He's going to
judge you.

I'm afraid that from tonight I have to
confine you to your cabin, Mr. Bullard.

Why?

Because I have orders to take you back
to England again.

What for?

Thieving.

Thank you.

I hope you don't object.

I hope you don't object to my intruding
in your home.

For some reason, having failed with
China clay, it's become important for me

find a new means of tempting you.

Isn't our coal and steel agreement
enough? Not when there are so many ways.

There must be so many ways that you and
I could be beneficial to one another.

I hope there are.

They call this the age of the Iron Man.

You are the first Iron Woman I've known.

I must have had pretty a compliment. But
none more complimentary.

My brother regarded your offering that
clay contract to me as being decidedly

below the belt.

He'll find himself left behind if he
isn't careful.

But not you or I.

While we're cracking the ring of the new
world, where will he be?

Battling round Cape Horn.

An entire railway system.

To Chile.

Rolling stock and track.

Could you do it?

How much and how long?

A thousand miles of railway over six
years.

Are you building or merely supplying?

I ask to know simply whether that's your
own estimate or someone else. Oh,

building.

Blasting, spanning, carving right
through the Andes.

You shall have our tender just as soon
as Mr. Dunwoody has comprehensive

We'll freight you rolling stock and
tractor as much as you like and to

you like. It doesn't daunt me.

Good. And now I'll intrude no longer.

Oh, do you hunt, Lady Fogarty?

I know how well you ride.

But do you hunt?

Why? I have an invitation to ride with a
pendle they'll meet this weekend.

We should stay at Clitheroe Castle.

We, sir?

Were you to do me the honour of being my
guest?

Thank you, but no.

I'm not over -fond of hunting fox, and
besides, I think perhaps I've been

tempted enough for one day.

She's a nice toy. Toy?

To hold her forth in any seaway, sir.

Turn on her sixpence if required.

She's the joy of my life.

Sir, we give her a good treat.

I'll give you that.

Would you, sir? Would you?

Take a turn round the deck.

Join me up.

No, I'm quite comfortable here, thank
you.

Oh, come, Mother.

I'm sure he's wondering why you aren't
hanging on his arm.

My future stepfather.

Farrow. Well, really, Aunt Lettie, it's
all so preposterous.

I'm not sure it's any of your business.

Though it is, of course, Aunt James's.

Yours.

And Aunt Elizabeth's.

Whereas I'm only a thorn.

After all, it's only the memory of my
father she's insulting.

How dare you!

Just because your own happiness has been
spoilt doesn't mean your mother mustn't

be happy.

Or are you so selfish that's what you
want?

And don't you think you've had enough of
that?

No, not yet.

Not if I'm to stomach that.

strutting buffoon out there, aren't
they?

Well, James said I shouldn't feel sorry
for you.

And today I've stopped.

You're right, she's down quiet.

Well, it's Dima.

Ah, you've noticed it.

When I show you the engines, you'll see
the reason why.

I've had them converted to triple
expansion.

Got a bit? Almost every penny.

More speed for less consumption.

And one less stoker to pay.

Ah. And less tolling stock.

Exactly.

So,

what else have you had done?

Complete refit, stem to stone. You see
the galley. You ladies particularly.

James, I think you ought to talk to
Samuel.

He's become quite impossible and very,
very...

Give me, ma 'am.

I know I should not interfere, but I
think we should not blame the young man

entirely.

Your sister -in -law has been distressed
for several days.

I was hoping not to have to burden any
of you.

But it has to do with a man named
Pilgrim.

Frightened, is that it?

Frightened that if my sister -in -law
gets married again, you might lose her

patronage, eh?

He's done very well, thanks to her.

I don't expect you to believe this, Mr.
O 'Neill.

But over the past year or two, as my
situation has become, shall we say, more

comfortable, thanks certainly in part to
Mrs. O 'Neill, I have actually felt my

powers diminishing.

And no money can compensate for that.

You mean you can't make contact anymore?

Not... Always.

What happened the last time Mrs. O
'Neill came to you, then?

That day I experienced no difficulty.

Your brother was quite adamant that she
should have nothing more to do with the

captain.

Well, now, listen here, Pilgrim.

I don't care whether these messages that
you give to these folks are genuine or

not. I don't even care if my brother, if
he is up there, approves of my sister

-in -law's behavior or not, because it's
nothing to do with him.

He's there and she's here.

And if she wants to get married again, I
think he ought to have the good grace

to let her get on with it.

But he loves her.

Whatever he says is only for her good.

How do you know that, eh? How do you
know that he's not doing it out of

spitefulness?

Jealousy.

Because he is in a state of grace.

Oh.

Tell me, Pilgrim, do you never make
contact with bad spirits?

He's your brother, sir. Aye, and when he
was alive, he was a stubborn,

cantankerous, overblown fool. Now, why
should I think that he's any different

now?

Do you think on that?

Meantime, I'm going to ask you, very
reasonably, not to give any more advice

my sister -in -law from Robert.

I'm not sure that I can. And if you do,
I'm going to lay so many charges of

fraud against you, you'll be impeached.
prison for the next 20 years.

Ask Brother Robert what he thinks about
that.

You mean it's all agreed?

Oh, I am so pleased.

Isn't it wonderful news? Oh, the best.

When is it to be?

Oh, well, we have no actual date yet,
though we had thought of my birthday.

Oh, I think that's a lovely idea.

Sooner does Sarah move in than I am to
lose her again.

I just thank the Lord that happiness
comes to those who deserve it. Oh, which

thought I did.

Oh, more than most.

And now that there are no more obstacles
in the way, you must just enjoy it.

With the help of young Tom, they both
skipped it.

How would you like to tell my top master
that you brought this man Bullen all

the way home and then lost him at
Liverpool Docks?

Dawkins! Can I say something?

I doubt you can say anything that's
going to make me feel better.

Yes, sir.

A glass of milk, if you please, Dawkins.

I'm sorry about your China clay
contract.

And I'm sorry young Tom couldn't be
trusted.

But I'm not sorry the man's gone.

He stuck me as being a gran, young
fella. I liked him. He was good company.

The kind of young bloke you were once,
probably, before you learned to get your

own way all the time.

I see.

And I'm not sorry he's gone because I
couldn't make him out to be a thief or a

cheat. Well, then you tell Master that
one, yeah?

What's it, girl?

Mr. Ronegan, I haven't stolen an ounce,
ever. Except maybe a few apples where I

were a lad like.

So, I want to know what's his
difference.

Because they're lying.

Take a seat, will you?

You sold pickpockets to a man named
Charles Marston?

I sold timber to his mine.

Says they weren't yours to sell.

Says they belong to an estate in
Cheshire.

Where I worked, aye.

Let me tell thee, that estate were damn
near bankrupt.

There were folk on it like me, hadn't
seen a wage for nigh on two years.

So when the old fellow owned the place,
knew he was dying, he got us all

together and he told us, he said, we
could each of us take from the estate

whatever was of use.

Then were his words.

So most folk took a couple of pigs or a
cow and cleared off.

But I waited, see who new owner was.

Well, working over to old fella's
nephew.

All he wanted was to sell place fast for
whatever he could get.

That weren't the right lot.

He sold it to a merchant bank called
Beaumont's.

All they were interested in was
stripping everything they could sell and

building new houses on the land.

So I thought, right.

I'll take just what the old fella said I
could.

And I started felling timber.

That's the cheekiest story I've ever
heard.

He said whatever were of use.

Oh, but even so... Now, can you prove
it?

I don't know if we're ever putting right
in.

Only person who'd know that.

Old fellow's nephew.

Remember his name?

Aye.

Funny sounding name, it were.

He were a sailor.

Dumpier.

Somewhat dumpier.

Captain.

are both not done here.

Ah, Jim.

It's lovely.

But surely, if it belonged to your wife,
you don't want... I should be honoured,

ma 'am.

Oh, it's lovely. It's beautiful.

Elizabeth, look at this lovely ring.

Hello, Jim. Sarah, it's my turn to do
the flowers in church this Sunday in the

garden, looking rather bare.

I wonder, could you come and advise me?

Oh, do you mind?

Not in the least.

Sir.

Can I have a chance of a word with you,
Captain?

I've been presented with something of a
problem, and as luck would have it, I

think you're just the fellow that can
help me.

Any way I can.

Ah, well.

Do you happen to know if your uncle, the
one that owned the estate, made

provisions for his estate workers?

but there was nothing in the world to
that effect.

Oh, pity.

Although they were paid off in some way.

Yet now I recall, I remember hearing
mention of some kind of unwritten

understanding, whatever that might mean.

Unwritten understanding.

Good.

Well, you solved the problem.

I'm obliged. I wish problems could
always be resolved that easily.

Aye.

Tommy, did I hear right that your
uncle's estate was practically bankrupt?

Well, not exactly bankrupt, no, but
close enough.

That when you sold it, you didn't get
much of a price.

The one does follow the other.

You've spent quite a lot on that yacht
of yours.

How much is left?

I'll withdraw, of course.

Ah.

I am... I am genuinely very fond of your
sister -in -law.

I would have cared for her greatly.

But that wasn't your first
consideration.

No, the Amazon, she's expensive too.

My sister -in -law's a... a wealthy
woman.

Just so.

Don't you think I'm a scoundrel?

Probably I am.

I don't blame you.

I think you would have cared for her,
looked after her, but... You see, I

let it go on.

No, of course not.

Who, one for me?

One from Lady Fogarty.

She'd help you keep the Amazon afloat a
little longer. I couldn't possibly

accept them, sir. Of course you can.

You take them.

Head your yacht.

A long, long way away.

I don't understand.

Dear lady.

What have Jane been saying to you?

The truth, ma 'am. What truth?

That I have deceived you wickedly.

No, you haven't. It was your fortune,
dear lady.

I don't believe that. It's true.

But not the whole truth.

You would never have stood so high on my
affection as the bird.

But I knew that.

I needed your money, ma 'am.

Don't you see?

To keep her afloat.

But that wasn't all, Arthur. It was, it
was.

I'm sorry. I don't believe you. I think
you must.

No.

No, I cannot. I will not. No.

Let me go.

Let me go, dear lady, please.

Let me go.

What will I do?

Without you, what will I do?

Peace with Mr. Pilgrim.

Put your trust in Robert.

It seems there is no doubt he is
watching over you.

Contract to your satisfaction?

Completely.

Bullen?

Baines? Bullshit.

Well, I know the man to doubt a
gentleman's word.

Take good care of that, will you,
Dawkins?

Of course, sir.

And now, Captain Baines, shall you lead
me to Bullen?

It can't be done, sir.

Why not?

He's in mid -Atlantic by now.

We never specified which ship.

Did we, Burns?

No, sir.

Bound for America by now, I should
think.

That's right, sir.

That contract's cost you dear, O 'Neill.

You'll never get another one from me.

Your preference being steam, I never
thought we would.

Martin,

a bullet honestly believed that that
timber was his.

I was satisfied.

Otherwise, I'd never have let him go.

Ask me a word as a gentleman.

I see no gentleman here.

Neither do I, sir.

From where I stand, I see two
businessmen who deserve each other.

It makes me thankful that I'm only a
simple lady.