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We sail Saturday at dawn. Yes, sir.

Unload this alcohol, Bilson.

The whole 1,700 barrels and no excuses.

Yes, sir. And get a crew.

All right for you to say, get a crew, sir. Where the hell are we going to get

them? That's your business.

Looks like we'll have to Shanghai a bunch of this scum. Oh, no.

I don't Shanghai my crews.

Bilson, we sail Saturday at dawn with a full crew.

Have them on board or don't show up.

And another thing.

No drinking or cursing on this trip.

I'm bringing a woman on board.

Woman? You, sir? My wife.

I'm going to get married.

I won't let you say no, sir.

I'm sailing to Genoa, this voyage.

With a cargo of alcohol.

Italy is beautiful.

We'll go there.

But I couldn't go, Benjamin.

Besides, Mother would never let me.

I think she expects you to.

Did she say so?

No, but I can see it in her smile tonight.

But I'm deciding this.

Then decide to say yes, Sarah.

I love you.

Months and months away from home.

Storms. Dangers.

The only woman among those men.

I'm really afraid, Benjamin.

But I'll take great care of you, Sarah.

Oh, you'll love the sea.

There's something about it.

The hot red dawns, the tiring sails, the wake on a tropical night. Oh, you'll

love it all.

It's a glorious kind of world.

I couldn't live without it.

And now, I can't live without you in that world.

Oh, I do love you, Benjamin.

Oh, that's what I wanted to hear you say.

Listening to you, I'm not afraid now.

I'm going to call your mother and tell her. No, no, not yet, Benjamin.

But I want everyone to know.

Your mother, Moorhead. It's Captain Jim I'm thinking about.

He's coming here tonight. Good, then we'll all drink to my bride.

He... he asked me to marry him, Benjamin.

Moorhead?

I knew he liked you, but...

You've been good friends, almost like brothers.

But, Sarah... You sailed together, and now you're both captains. And your ships

are docked side by side.

Oh, I'll tell Jim about you and me. He would have given up his ship for me.

He wanted to open a ship, Chandler, shop on N Street.

Now, I don't know what he'll do.

Hello, Sarah.

Hello, Ben.

Hello. Sarah, I've got some news.

McDonagall will sell the shop.

Eight hundred dollars.

Isn't that great?

Jim, Sarah and I are going to get married.

Jim!

I love Sarah.

She's sailing with me.

Oh, Jim.

Ben, I've come between you. I never wanted to do that.

If you're sore about it, Jim, say it to me.

I know you brought me up here to meet Sarah and I fell in love with her.

It just happened.

The way I feel about it now, I'd fight the whole world to get her.

I'm sorry if that includes you.

Sarah, there's just one thing I want to know.

If I hadn't come here tonight, would you have promised him?

I want the truth, Sarah.

No, Benjamin.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Even if she'd said yes, I would have taken her anyhow.

There's something in me that would have made me fight.

Hate, vengeance, even death for her.

But I'm glad she said that.

Because you're my friend.

And I don't want that smashed.

You're friend, yes.

And you went behind my back. That's not true. You went behind my back. If you

say that again, I'll choke the words in your throat.

I'll... Oh, please don't.

I'm sorry.

I'll go, Sarah.

I'd have changed my whole life for you.

Maybe Ben will do that.

Maybe he'll buy the shop in Anne Street now.

It might be better for him if he did and never went to see again.

Oh, Benjamin, I feel terrible about this.

But why?

We love each other.

We're going to be wonderfully happy.

Where's Kay?

Ten cents.

You tramp.

Jack!

This fellow orders a whiskey and he hasn't got a dime.

Get out.

Jack.

Go on.

Get out or I'll chuck you.

Jack, don't you know me?

Who's that?

Lorenzo?

I haven't...

I haven't got a cent.

Don't judge me, Al.

Anton Lorenz.

Holy... I thought you were dead.

Sit here.

I wouldn't have known you. Gosh, I wouldn't know you either.

You're here.

You're... You dropped out so suddenly.

What happened?

What happened?

Shanghai. Shanghai?

What ship?

Who did it?

Well, I won't forget.

Why, you were a fine, high-kicking buck.

A great fella.

Handsome, Anthony.

We'd have owned this place together.

You'd have had a packet of money in the bank by now.

Jack,

let me sleep here.

Well, that's what he said.

He chucked me out of the place.

I'll see Jack Sampson myself.

Go back to the ship and keep the men working all night on that alcohol.

Aye, aye, sir.

Jack.

I want a crew.

Where you been?

Dunk hard?

Bilson's so hard.

When he turned you down?

Sure he did.

The boys are through with him.

We've given you a crew for years.

Suddenly you get particular and go to the shipping commissioner.

All right.

Go and get a crew.

Maybe I made a mistake, Jack. Forget that.

Get me ten men and I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll go to five dollars a hit.

All right. The next time I'll...

Want to go to sea?

Oh, no, Mr. Sampson. Not until I've knocked the block off of this dummy. I'm

in training right now.

Right. You remember Sailor Hoffman, the prizefighter?

Well, he wants a comeback.

Here, Hoffman.

What about training at sea?

Russell, you're sailing on the Mary Celeste. Hey, what is this? Not on your

life. The Mary Celeste? Not for me.

Well, better than floating down the East River one morning with your throat cut,

Mr. Hoffman.

Why didn't you say so in the first place?

Signing on, Mr. Hoffman?

Sure, Mr. Sampson. I'll take the count.

Hoffman!

Hoffman, you're shipping on the Mary Celeste.

And take your music box along with you.

If anybody should die on this trip, Mr.

Briggs might like a little sweet music.

There's your carpenter, Andy Gilling.

And there's your cook, Tommy Duggan.

Don't like the look of his face? Well, I'll get you a chink or a nigger.

Oh, love it there.

Don't take me, Mr.

Sampson, Squire.

I've got to fetch a doctor.

I'm going to have a baby.

Have it on the ship.

Tom Goodshaw.

Charlie Kay.

Charlie's an artist.

I didn't see pictures.

The man look all right to his mother, but they look like a disease to me.

All right, boys.

Pack your donkeys' bags and get on board the Mary Celeste. I'll send the other

hands along later.

Thanks a lot, Jack.

I won't forget this.

Bilson.

This is my wife.

Sarah, this is Toby Bilson, my mate.

Glad to meet you, Mrs. Briggs.

Did Sampson send those three other men?

Not yet, sir.

Well, go over and tell him I'm casting off.

Aye, aye, sir.

Here she comes, boys.

The captain's bride.

She's beautiful.

Beautiful, aye.

She's a pretty little filly.

Always wanted a petticoat like that. Oh, a lady killer, eh?

You ain't got nothing to write home to your mother about.

Why haven't I got a right to a woman like that?

Before we reach Jim, she'll be my bride.

Good luck, Henry VIII.

I've got a ship for you.

A ship?

Yeah.

Come over here.

Booson. Jennifer.

Cargo alcohol.

4.30 now.

She sails in five.

What ship?

Mary Celeste.

Why, Anton.

What the devil?

Who's the mate?

Bilson. Toby Bilson.

He was just here, in this room.

Bilson.

Here.

I shipped his crew.

He wants a bosun.

The home of you, Anton.

Of course, if you don't want it... I want it! I want it!

What name?

Gottlieb. A.

Gottlieb. What ships?

Second mate, Glory B.

Bosun, city of Panama.

All right.

A bosun.

Dump your dunnage in the forecast and report on deck.

Aye, aye, sir.

My wife, Sarah.

This is Mr. Winchester, the owner. How do you do, Mrs. Briggs? How do you do?

Is this your first voyage?

Yes. You'll like it, will you?

It's a fine place for a honeymoon.

Briggs, you're a lucky man.

Don't I know it, sir.

Excuse me, sir.

Here's the register.

All on board.

Ponder Katz, Peter Tooley, May Godlieb.

Ten men.

I need one more. I can't afford to run short-handed again.

But Samson's closed now, sir.

Well, I'll borrow a hand from Moorhead. Get ready to cast off. Aye, aye, sir.

Give me a copy of the register before you cast off. Yes, sir.

Well, good luck.

A pleasant voyage, Mrs. Briggs.

Thank you.

I won't be long, dear.

Mr. Moorhead.

Mr. Moorhead?

Yes? What?

Captain Briggs is here, sir.

Jib.

I don't want to sail with hard feelings between us.

We've known each other too long, and I've always felt, well... You took my

girl, Ben.

I love her.

I wanted to tell you I'm sorry if you're hurt.

We may meet at Jib. Be nice if we could all meet as friends.

Yes, that would be nice. That's a promise, Jim.

Oh, I'm, uh... I'm a hand short.

Thought you might let me have a man.

Yes, I might let you have a hand.

Devoe!

Yes, sir?

Wake up Grote and tell him he's sailing on the Mary Celeste.

Tell him to come here to me.

Yes, sir.

That's fine of you, Jim.

Oh, that's all right, Ben.

Glad to help you out.

No use feeling sore about these things.

Remember me to Sarah.

Hope she enjoys the voyage.

Thanks, Jim.

We'll meet at Jib.

Goodbye, Ben.

I'll send Groat over right away.

Thanks. Goodbye.

You want me to go over to the Mary Celeste?

Get me the cash box.

Your wages for this voyage with me are $38.

Here, paid in full.

What for?

Next voyage with me, you'd like to be second mate, eh?

Sure, I would.

Something might happen to Briggs.

He might never reach Jib alive.

What might happen?

You think that over.

Whiskey puts new life in man.

Oh, I drink whiskey when I can.

Oh, whiskey makes my nose so red.

When I drink too much, I go to bed.

Oh, whiskey killed my poor old dad.

But good old whiskey makes me glad.

Get up, you crummy lovers.

Lively now!

Lively!

Heave to!

Get followed into your dungarees and tail off to the main sheet.

You want me to tail off?

until your bones come through your hide.

You're working for Toby Bilson now.

Get up!

Get forward!

All right, Bilson!

Mr. Bilson!

Mr. Bilson!

But before we get the jib, I'm gonna crack your skull wide open!

Wilson and that man.

It made me sick all over.

Discipline, dear.

If he hadn't done that, Katz would have killed him. But why? Why do you have to

Shanghai men?

Well, I couldn't get a clue.

I had to pick the best men I could and no questions asked.

The scum of the dock.

Don't worry, darling.

I don't want you to see these sort of things.

I only want you to see the happy things.

That's what it is.

What does Briggs think we are? A lot of dogs to give us food like this?

Saltball, Mulligan, Big Stew.

Big damn to him. I ain't going to eat him.

And if you want to be alive from the heat, Tib, now's the time to howl. Well,

what's the matter with it?

Smell it.

You kicked your foot off of me.

Food seems all right to me. Oh, it does, does it? Well, I'm going out to see

Briggs doing what I think.

Who's coming?

No one?

Tell me, what's the matter with the mullet? What's wrong with the blinking

crab? What's wrong with it?

Where do you think you are, sausage face? Who tells you to stop?

What do you expect, roast turkey?

Look at these biscuits.

Shut up, goat!

What do you mean by crashing in here like this?

I spotted you as a troublemaker the moment you got on board.

Watch your grouse.

It isn't the food.

I always feed my crews well.

Come on, what is it?

It's the rotten, stinking food.

You're lying.

Nelson!

You can't break discipline on this ship.

Nelson, take this man out and teach him respect.

Complains about the food and crashes in here without knocking.

Plogs some decency into him.

Come along, Mr.

Grote.

Come along.

I'm sorry that happened here.

Sit down.

I can't eat after that.

There's something at the back of Groat's mind.

I wonder...

Wilson!

He got that flogging against you, sir.

Well, good fellow, Duggan. I'll remember this.

Thank you, sir.

Thank God you're safe.

The boat just attacked me.

Duggan here got him.

This is a rotten business, Wilson.

Who's at the bottom of it?

What's going on among the men?

Nothing, sir.

Yes, this looks like it.

Keep a sharp eye on the men.

And find out what the hell's happening.

What the first sign of... Aye, aye, sir.

Sarah, my dear, there's nothing to be afraid of. Nothing.

I can't help feeling afraid somehow.

I... I don't belong on this ship.

I didn't know that men could be so cruel and so brutal.

Oh, I'm afraid, Benjamin.

Afraid. Oh, my dear.

Everything's all right.

Nothing's going to happen.

Now sit down and play that song for me again.

on this ship, and you'll bring a black cat aboard.

There's one who watches over us.

Him who spreadeth out the heavens and ruleth the raging of the sea.

This wine deserved it.

I'd have done it myself.

I have burned my blood.

Blood upon my soul.

Get up, lovely.

I can never thank you enough.

I'll have to report it to the police in Gibraltar, but I'll clear you. Don't

worry.

Cats, throw this fellow overboard.

And in the morning, we'll give Charlie Kaye a decent bury.

Mr. Kaye?

But what... I've lost two men tonight.

A boon crashed on me.

Before he died, he told me he'd like you to have his painting.

He said you were the only one that ever said a kind word of him.

I have seen the travail which God had given to the sons of men.

He had made everything beautiful in his time.

Also, he has set the world in their hearts so that no

man can find out the work that God made us from the

beginning.

Then, Charlie Kane, I commend thee to thy God.

You mustn't be afraid of death.

And this ship sails, that sails unhurt.

What do you mean?

That man answered.

He said, when this ship sails, death sail on her.

What did he mean?

Oh, just superstition.

Look on his face.

I have never seen a man look like that before.

Well, my dear old seafaring men are superstitious.

Now, don't think about it anymore, darling.

We'll be right back.

Mr. Briggs!

He's lying over the wheel with a death from a knife.

Who had a grudge against Hoffman?

Nobody.

Somebody liked him so much they stuck a knife in him.

I don't want my wife to know about this.

And I don't want to upset the men.

What do you know the book?

I

hope

you like my new froth, Benjamin.

I'm sure I shall.

And I've made something for you, too.

You have? What?

Well...

What am I supposed to do with these?

They're to wear at the wheel, darling.

To keep you warm.

Well, I mustn't let Bilson see them, otherwise he'll call me a... Well, I

mustn't let him see them, that's all.

Now, darling, I'm going to put on my new frock for you.

I won't be long.

All right, dear.

Yes, yes, of course.

Sir. Do you like it?

I can't believe you're real.

You look like some... some beautiful painting.

Grace, charm.

It's hard to believe you're mine.

My own, sir.

You belong to me.

Help!

Are you hurt?

No.

Who did it? I don't know.

Wait here. I'll be right back.

Filter.

Give me your vulva.

Wait a minute.

Come with me.

Fetch him.

See if he's got a gun.

Did you leave the wheel?

No. Just a moment ago?

No, I never left the wheel, not for a moment.

Any of you got a gun?

No, sir. No, sir, I ain't got no gun.

Any man bring a gun on board?

No. No.

Which one of you left the focuser ten minutes ago or came in here just now?

We've all been here, sir, since eight bells.

Sure. Nobody came in, nobody went out. Oh, so nobody came in and nobody went

out.

I didn't come down here to talk.

One of you knows why I'm here.

There's a bullet in this gun that's itching to do the talking.

And I've got a careless trigger finger.

That's all.

The killer.

I knew it.

Mr. Briggs.

All hands on deck.

I want every man up here.

Second death.

Murdered McGarry.

Miss Hatton, don't come off me until I find the man.

Where's Gilling?

I said, all hands!

Gilling is not in the box, sir.

Tooley, find Gilling.

Who killed Duggan?

Which one of you?

Delta, where have you been since they fell?

At the wheel, sir.

Did you leave it?

No, sir.

Not for a moment?

No, sir.

In the shop!

He won't need it.

Take my wife below.

God have mercy.

Take him down.

Death.

The ship.

The ship of death.

What will it bring to me?

To Benjamin.

Death caps.

I know them.

I was young.

Full of the wonder of... of living.

With glorious hope flooding my heart.

Now look at me.

My hair white.

My arm.

Gone.

Derelict.

Like that ship.

I was shank-eyed.

Flogged. by the mate.

Thrown to the hold, alive with rats.

When I was weak to work, the mate tied a rope around me

and dragged me in the sea.

A shark!

It's a terrible thing for one man to do to another.

Leave us, Gottlieb.

Benjamin, I can't stand this much longer.

What is happening?

I don't want to talk about it.

But if anything happens to you... I'm not thinking of myself.

Lock yourself in and don't let anyone in till I come back. What are you going to

do? Do as I tell you.

It's been my...

playing to Elwood Bilson.

Mr. Briggs.

Gone.

Mrs. Briggs.

She's gone, too.

Gottlieb, lash the wheel.

We are going to search this ship from stem to stern.

Mr. Briggs!

Where's Harbons?

Where's Briggs and his wife?

One of you knows.

One of you has done this.

Only three of us left on the ship.

When the next man goes, I'll know who it is.

The one who's left.

I'll say that to you, Mr. Bilson.

When one of you is dead, I'll know.

One of you is lying.

One of you will kill the other.

And I will know what to do.

You, you killed Goodstown.

But you felt terrible.

You cried like a child.

You prayed to God to forgive you.

Billson! Billson did it!

You'll kill you.

And you'll kill me.

Unless...

I'm

going up there.

It was Katz.

I shot him and flung his carcass overboard.

Katz killed them.

He hated us all because we shanghaied him.

Come on.

We'll drink the captain's whiskey.

We'll have one hell of a night.

I'm captain now.

Come on.

Drink up.

Here's to the good health of the dead.

Here's to the captain and his bride.

God rest their souls.

Got me?

I've got an idea.

Listen.

We own this ship.

We can do what we like now.

We'll run to the Azores.

Sell the alcohol, desert the ship, pick up a tramp and go out to China.

What do you say, pal?

Get me the cash box.

We loot the cash box.

We loot the men's chests.

Oh, we'll be rich.

And when we get out to China, we'll get ourselves some nice,

pretty women.

What do you say, Gottlieb?

I'm not Gottlieb.

Of course you're not.

We'll change our names.

Clever idea.

I'm... Let's see.

I'm Captain Abercrombie.

I always liked that name.

Abercrombie. Sounds grand and aristocratic.

And who are you?

I am Anton... ...Lorenton.

Lorenzon?

What's your game?

Six years ago on this ship...

Anton Lorenzen, shank-eyed on the Mary Celeste.

Now, again, the Mary Celeste.

And again, Mr. Pilsen, the mate.

It wasn't when the cats killed them.

I put them overboard, the sharks.

You? Yes.

Briggs tried to get away on a raft.

with his pretty bride.

But I got her.

I got her, too.

And now, you.

What do you mean?

I didn't forget you.

I didn't forget this ship.

I hate it!

Sir.

That's Mary Celeste, all right.

There's something funny about her. She's packing with every point of the wind.

No signal.

No one at the wheel.

Crew probably drunk below.

Ask them if they want assistance.

Ahoy! Do you want assistance?

Do you want assistance?

Lower a boat. We'll go aboard.

Black cat that's bad

Chicken cooking

Hmm

never finished this letter Never ate the chicken

looks like they left in a hurry

£1,700 salvage. It's like taking candy from a baby.

I'll sure keep my weather eye open for another one.

I'm not thinking of the salvage.

I'm thinking of Briggs and... and her.

Dead.