All language subtitles for 01-10_The_Onedin_Line-A_Very_Important_Passenger

Come on, James, you can't wet-nurse her
all the way to the Indies.

Look, we must have a talk.
Before you sail.

Doesn't she ride well?

She'd look better to me
if she were more than half paid for.

She will be, she will be.
One day we shall have a fleet of 'em!

And owing money on all of them?
We must have that talk!

You've fobbed me off long enough.
This time you're gonna listen to me!

James! Will you...

James!

I know, Mr Callon, that you have a ship

sailing to the west coast
of Italy in a day or two -

the Daphne, hm? 900 tons.

Tell me something I don't know.

Who are you and who
is this important passenger of yours?

Secrecy is vital until he's at sea.
Then the danger is over.

Allvery well for you but what about my ship?

You would turn down
300 guineas, Callon?

- My ship's worth a lot more than that.
- You refuse to help, then?

I didn't say I wouldn't help.

I don't suppose
you've got on your list a small ship

which is sailing this very next tide,
the Charlotte Rhodes?

Owned by the Onedin brothers?

I have, but my superiors
would prefer a larger vessel.

On the other hand, who would suspect
your important passenger

to be on a small schooner?

What's more, the Onedins need the money.

Offer them £100 and they'll jump at it.

I must have another shop, James!
I'll be put off no longer.

- You put chandlering before my ships.
- Your ships?

- You sold the shop to Callon, not me.
- Only because I had to.

- You should set me up again.
- Ha! What with?

- Your profits!
- Hm.

You've taken enough money these last
three months and where's it gone to?

Chartering boats here, buying cargoes there.

You've not a penny to show for it
in your hand. Nor mine.

Should I stuff sovereigns in the mattress?

- At least we'd be solvent.
- Yes, solvent and poor.

- I mean to have a fleet of ships.
- Look, James, I...

Look, I don't mind living in a warehouse.

We had to long enough.

But you have a fine house now
and I've an infant son to feed!

And now you'll be away
for God knows how long.

We're no nearer getting another shop.

Let's see - 20 days out...fair winds...

Look, James...

I'm not asking for anything grand,
just a small...

Brother Robert,

how much does a not-very-grand
chandler's shop cost, eh?

Ah, er, no more than, what, £200?

£200, plus ingoings, stock...

Well, I can't open a shop without stock!

That's another £150. You need £350.

It's a good investment, is it not?

Oh, indeed.
And where do we get the money?

You'd find it quick enough
for another ship.

We're in the shipping business!

Chandlering is shipping business,
for heaven's sake!

- Look, I am not...
- Look, Robert...

that's my liquid asset.
One, two, three guineas.

Now, you tell me,
where shall I find the rest?

I'm afraid it's not a grand ship, sir.

She looks superior to some
living quarters I have experienced.

I ask no privileges, Sir George.

Bound for Livorno direct, sailing on this tide.

So I see. The captain is paying off
the stevedore. What is his name?

James Onedin. He owns her too.

It looks as though he still has to take on crew.

I will spend the little time
I have left in England...

saying farewell.

Signore.

The directors' meeting's over, Robert.

My 85% says we cannot afford
to buy you another shop.

I don't know what I'm going to tell Sarah.

- Oh.
- Forgive my intrusion.

- Captain Onedin?
- I'm his brother. He's through there.

Be brief, sir, I'm ready to sail.

- For Livorno, yes, I know.
- I can't take emergency cargo.

Railway iron, cotton goods and woollens -
not particularly lucrative freight.

Your bonus is the only profit you'll see.

How do you know my business?

Yes, that's my cabin.

Ah, now this must be the mate's.

- Good.
- To the point, sir.

I want you to take a passenger.

I've no passenger facilities.

You have if you put the mate with the crew.

Now, is that not worth £100?

£100? That's more than passenger ships charge.

- This is no ordinary passenger.
- Why choose my ship?

- You were recommended to me.
- By whom?

But he was wrong. You didn't jump at £100.

Come on, who recommended my ship?

- Mr Callon.
- Oh, I see.

What do you say to £200,
Captain Onedin?

- £200, James...
- Now, that is quite an increase.

Er, Mr...?

My name is immaterial.
You accept, I take it.

Let me see, now.
You offered this to Callon,

who turned you down
and pushed you onto me.

Not "pushed", sir.

£200. There's a risk, there must be.

Secrecy is what we pay for.
Perhaps a little risk.

But Britain does rule the waves, you know.

Callon won't risk one ship of his whole fleet
yet you expect me to risk one of my only two?

How do we know that it's legal?

Do I look like a lawbreaker, sir?

- £400.
- My offer was a generous one.

£400, in cash.

200 now...

200 on your return,
after safe delivery and sworn secrecy.

Agreed.

There's your shop, Robert.

Make sure of the other 200,
I shall need that for stock.

James? Mr Baines'll not be sailing with you.

He was taken ill
after eating a meal at the hostel.

- I can't sail without Baines.
- Your sister's put him to bed.

He must be bad. Bad indeed not to sail.

Can't delay, James -
you'll miss your delivery bonus.

I'll have to get another mate.

Anne, clean that cabin out, will you?

- Royalty or someone coming.
- Royalty?

It can be no less
to pay £400 for a voyage.

- £400?
- Aye, so make it sparkle.

I'll get you a shop
that you'll approve of.

Don't sign anything until I get back!

Right. Good winds
and fair weather, James!

You don't really mean royalty?

For that money
he can be the devil incarnate.

There's a man asking for you.

Well, send him down.

Now, we'll see who it is.

Cap'n, ma'am.
Is Mr Baines mate on this ship?

Who wants to know?

Alun Medcalf. Me mate's papers.

Oh. Anne, sparkle.

You're quick off the mark.

Aye, I saw Baines taken bad in the hostel

and Liverpool has more ships
than practised sailors.

- I want a crew. What complement do I need?
- A schooner this size?

One AB, one ordinary, one boy.

Why not two ABs?

You don't take a mate on just for orders.

I pick men I make sweat,
and I sweat with 'em.

Aye. Get me a crew like that, sharp.
We sail this tide.

Aye aye, Cap'n.

James, haven't you asked
about this passenger?

Ask too much and you'll never be rich.

My compliments to
Prime Minister Palmerston.

One day I will repay this kindness, Sir George.

I will convey your message.
Will you go aboard now, sir?

No, I will not.
Until the very last second, Sir George.

All ready for sail.

- All these men are known to you?
- We've sailed before.

- Then I expect a smooth trip.
- It'll be that, Captain.

Where's your passenger?
I'm ready to cast off.

Cast off, Captain. Cast off.

Let go for'ard! Let go aft!

Captain Onedin. I am indebted to you.

Welcome aboard.
My wife will receive you below.

Thank you. Don't let me disturb you.

I heard tell once
he had three whores in tow

and fighting a battle at the same time.

What a man for Manuel Santos to kill.

James... We're sailing
without the passenger...

Oh! I thought it was my husband, sir.

It is my misfortune, ma'am,

that I am not.

Your cabin, sir.

Thank you.

If there's anything you need...

I will communicate
any further needs to you. Thank you.

Close-haul her, Mr Mate.

He's Italian by speech.

He has presence, he has charm.

I'm more concerned he keeps out of our way.
Neither time nor space for niceties.

He hasn't asked for any comforts.

Don't encourage him.
We've enough to do as it is.

Captain, permit me
the private use of my cabin.

I knocked.

You didn't allow me to invite you in.

I'll make a note of your request.
I don't allow firearms on the ship.

Ah, this is a present from English friends.

- Have you ever seen one before?
- New invention?

The breech revolves
each time you press the trigger. Try it.

You find it necessary to carry a weapon?

Depends which country I am in.

I don't know anything about you, sir.
Would you care to enlighten me?

I will have a document for you.

- I'll wait for it with impatience.
- My property, Captain?

On board ship, the captain is law.

Nobody else takes it into his hands,
whoever he may be.

That is for self-defence.

You will be protected if protection you need.

Your property will be returned
when we get ashore.

- My pistol, Captain?
- Sorry.

When do I do it? You said well out!

We are well out.

Biscay'll send a good wind.

Make it look more like an accident.

It's got to be an accident.

Remember that.

Please send a better wind.

Not much wind.

- So keep her free.
- Keep her free. Aye aye, Captain.

# Quando spunta la luna a Marechiaro

# Che dice...ma l'amore... #

You are comfortable, sir?

Very, thank you.

You are bound for your home country?

Home, yes.

My country.

I do not enjoy
good health in my limbs.

I hope my country will use me
before I break up.

I don't understand.

Your country is in one piece.
Mine is shattered.

Since Napoleon I, much of it
has been occupied by France and Austria.

- You refer to Italy?
- Now, when you say Italy,

do you mean the kingdom of Napoli,
the kingdom of Piedmont or where?

- Sir, I'm not wellversed...
- My home...

my home will be a united Italy.

Italy for all the Italians.

You speak as if you will make it so.

I have been described
as faithful to a cause.

Faithless to women.

You've been married more than once?

In church, once. In my heart...

many times and knowing my heart,
there will be many times more.

You confess to a stranger that you are faithless?

I said I have been so described.

I wager not one
of my mistresses would claim

that I have been other than a good husband.

My wife is dead.

- Sealed orders, Captain.
- Oh? Who from?

It is wiser you should not know.

Sardinia?

I agreed to take you to Livorno,
where I am headed.

But you pass hard by La Maddalena,

a haven on the north coast of Sardinia.

That is where I will land, Captain.

James.

Does he think he's chartered the ship?

I think he does.
He's used to having orders obeyed.

He's told you...who he is?

No. But clearly
he's no ordinary passenger.

On board my ship he is.

Enter.

This document...

it's on plain paper.

Doesn't state your name,
nor is this scratched writing signed.

It is the hand of Sir George Pelham,
who arranged for me to sail with you.

He is a senior member
of the British Foreign Office,

- so of course, he did not sign. Very prudent.
- The Foreign Office?

Please, accept my word
that you are better not to know.

A passenger's name, please.
For the ship's log!

Am I a passenger, not freight,

very high-value freight for £400?

How do I know that it's not
in my interests to know your name?

I have powerful enemies who would prevent
this voyage if they could.

Transport me wittingly
and you may set them against you too.

I'm not concerned with your state amongst men.

Not men, sir. Nations.

Now, if I withhold my name,
you are not involved.

Please, let it remain so.

Very well.

I'll consider it.

We'll never get a blasted wind! Relieve Manuel!

Can you do it like it was an accident
without a wind?

We do it now!

There.

You didn't ask me in here
just to ask about the Charlotte Rhodes?

Common courtesy, that's all.

I've no news.
She should make Gibraltar soon.

If all is well and good.
I hear you're inquiring about another shop.

Are you going back
into the chandlering business?

I have regretted selling
my old shop to you ever since.

I couldn't sell it back to you.

No, because you lost no time
in knocking it all down.

I had to have that because of my new dock.

Oh, it was just an ordinary
business transaction.

Nothing personal.

Would you care for a cigar?

I don't see why we shouldn't
do business again together.

Are you saying that you've got
another shop for sale?

Well, there's a druggist
at the end of his lease,

and it could be a chandler's.

Same size shop?

- Why don't you take a look?
- All right, I will.

- May I make up your bunk, sir?
- It is already made, ma'am.

I am used to fending for myself.

Perhaps a woman's touch might add
to your comfort while you take air.

I love God's air.

Look in your glass, see how clear
it keeps your pretty eyes.

It is not for you to pass compliments.

No Englishwoman
has forbidden me the privilege until now.

- I'm not forbidding you...
- Oh, you're not used to compliments.

It is not the English custom
for husbands to compliment their wives?

My husband's a very busy man, sir.

I'll see to your cabin.

You will put into Gibraltar, Captain?

- Two days late.
- Ah.

Never plan for the wind,
only for the lack of it.

I like to look out to sea,
it aids my thinking.

Manuel, that topsail sheet's fouling.

Get aloft.

Boy!

- Why did you run when you saw me?
- I didn't, sir.

- What's your name, boy?
- Jacky, sir.

- Don't stop the crew working.
- Apologies, Captain.

Look out!

- Lend a hand, Mr Mate!
- Aye aye, sir!

- Thank you.
- On deck!

- I'll see to him, sir.
- I will!

Bring him down below!

Aye aye, sir.

What happened?

- It's a graze, nothing more.
- Clumsy Spaniard!

I warn you, Captain,
he may not have been clumsy.

I set my crew's standards.

I mean, it may have been intended.

Deliberate?

Has that man sailed with you before?

- None of them have.
- None?

We'll soon see if it was deliberate.

No, no - chastise him
for bad seamanship, nothing more.

What have you got to say?

It broke, sir, the block.

I let it go on the lines.

How did it drop, you idiot?!

- The rope was gone bad.
- Frayed, he means.

I know what he means.

Are you trying to tell me
that the lines of my ship are rotten?

It's frayed right enough, sir.

That's not rotten. That's chafed.

That's bad seamanship, Mr Mate.
I thought you crewed good men.

Right, I want every line
on this ship overhauled.

All men. Sharp about it.

Aye aye, sir.

Your Mr Mate is first sailing too?

Mr Baines, my regular mate, he went sick.

- Went down with stomach pains.
- Oh? When?

- Just before we sailed.
- Ah, I see.

You're not saying Baines
was deliberately poisoned?

Many ships have first-sailing crews.

Most sailors must take
the first ship they can get.

But your first sailing mate
may have picked them for a purpose.

- To kill you?
- I may need to defend myself.

My pistol, if you please.

- First I must know who you are.
- In exchange.

There is nothing to fear, ma'am.

You believe they tried to kill you
and yet you show no fear?

It has happened before.
I know what I am destined to do.

Your name, sir.

Giuseppe...

Garibaldi.

Bound, returning home to
my tiny island of Caprera.

We must act on the assumption
that your crew is a gang of hired assassins.

- Your assumption, sir.
- There will be another mishap.

My "accidental death" would not cause a political
turmoil as would my assassination.

I have a pistol, locked away for safety.

Safer if you carry it...loaded.

Put that away.

You said use the knife,

and over the side.

It is still an accident
when no one is looking.

But not yet.

We're running for Gibraltar,
it'll be dark when we tie up.

- Why not now?
- Because he could be lucky again.

Against my knife, no one is lucky.

I said "could be".

If he is, we save our necks.

Across the frontier, into your country.

- So put it away.
- I can wait.

Albert, why did you mean when you said
"it's a fair price but steer clear"?

You asked me advice,
that's it - don't touch it.

You only say that
because it's Callon's shop.

Exactly. Why didn't he put it up
for auction for the best price?

That would be Callon's way, yes.

Supposing James
doesn't get this other £200

from this secret transaction
that you won't talk about,

and that you're committed to
purchasing the shop from Callon?

Here he is.

Me advice is tell him no.

- What reason shall I give?
- You have a better property.

- But I haven't!
- You will have.

I'll find you one.

Well, it's, er...
nice to run into you, Robert.

I'll give your regards to Elizabeth.

Oh, yes, and my little nephew,
how is he?

Not so little.
More like his mother every day.

Good day, Mr Callon.

We're making poor time, Mr Mate.

It's the wind's fault, Captain, not the crew's.

Oh, I laid no blame.

We'll be ready for shore leave.

Be glad to see the Rock.

No more than I will.

I've a bonus to lose at this rate.

General, why is your journey secret?

Ah. So that my enemies do not know
I am so close to my homeland,

erm...poised for when the call comes.

But why is my country helping you?
Are we not neutral?

Ah, I knew that you and I
had thoughts in common.

We do not think like the politicians do.

Now, France and Austria,

they may go to war
over division of their spoils

triggering a full-scale European war,
into which your country will be drawn.

Your Prime Minister, Palmerston,
thinks the only way to prevent a bloodbath

is for both invaders
to be driven from my country.

- Which you hope to do?
- I have sworn to do it.

Now, if Palmerston helps me openly,

he will make enemies
of powerful neighbours.

So his public face must show neutrality.

And nobody would expect to find you
on a ship like the Charlotte Rose.

Ah, but someone must have followed me.

And you may be...

in some danger because of me.

It quickens my heart a little
but I don't regret it.

Ah.

It's my only concession to your suspicions.

Expect the best,
prepare for the worst.

That is all I am saying.

We'll never make time for the delivery bonus.

Anne, how well did you provision us?

I allowed for emergencies.
Hard tack for 12 days just in case.

That'll be for six people.
For seven, better make it ten...

We'll still make it, just.

Do we not provision at Gibraltar?

No, we're not putting in.
There's no cargo for Gib.

- What about water?
- I'm gonna ration it.

- Cap'n, sir!
- Yes, Mr Mate?

Gibraltar, on the port bow!

Hold course, we're running on.

- You're not putting in?
- You heard what I said, Mr Mate.

Aye aye, sir.

You could change crew at Gibraltar.

What, pay them off in full because
one of them dropped a tackle block?

I hope you are right...

and I am wrong.

- I hope so too, James.
- Oh, good.

Then we're all of the same mind.

Ah.

- Enter.

General?

Oh. Oh, please, enter.

Only to say my husband
does not realise he's inflicting hardship.

- We're used to it.
- I have lived hard all my life,

until quite recently with rebels
in the South American pampas.

Don't rush me to my dotage, please.

Oh, no, it hadn't occurred to me
that years separated us, only...

Sir, I came only to apologise.

The art of good generalship
is to advance to the point

where you may withdraw
without casualties

in order to advance again.

You have the advantage.
I have no schooling in tactics.

In spite of his reputation,

Giuseppe Garibaldi
has never taken advantage of a woman.

Unless...

she wished him to.

Damn and blast Captain Onedin!

You might have known.

We planned to kill him at Gibraltar
so we don't go to Gibraltar.

Next port is the last, that's the trouble.

To do it proper,
we have to take over the ship.

- He wants the captain's wife.
- Shut up!

- Watch it!

- Store key for provisions check.
- Aye aye, Cap'n.

I hope you've brought me
some news, Albert,

because Mr Callon's sold that druggist's shop.

- Not as eager to help as he said.
- No, he was not.

How can Sarah live here?
It's not even a decent warehouse.

I-I'm so sorry.
You've just missed her, Elizabeth.

Sarah's gone out shopping for victuals.

As soon as we get out of this place
we'll have a lovely shop.

- Well, Albert, you have got news?
- I have.

You know Melly, the chandler in Dockside?

Melly's? He won't sell.

He has to - the palsy, getting worse.

I suggest you move in very smart.
Offer a down payment or you'll miss it.

Well, it's a thriving chandlery.
What's he asking for it?

- 250.
- That's £50 more than Callon's price.

Yes, but for a better shop.

Plus the ingoing,
and it's very well stocked.

- What's he asking for that?
- Another 200.

Oh, no. I'm sorry, Albert, but it's
just not possible tillJames gets back.

Can't you do anything
without James's say-so?

Without money? No!
And to hang with James's say-so.

If it would help,
I'll buy your Onedin Line shares.

Then you can go back
to being just a chandler

and you won't have to refer
anything to James. You'd like that, would you?

In a way, yes. No.

No, I wouldn't want to sell my shares.

The offer's there
if you should change your mind.

- What is this transaction of James's?
- Robert's sworn to secrecy.

James swearing you to secrecy?
Whatever is he up to?

Oh, stop asking damn silly questions!

All right, then.
Let's go and see Melly's shop.

How many days to Livorno now?

We'll not starve - wind's freshening.

Like to take me into the Ligurian Sea,
chance to make bonus day.

You're heading too far northwest
for Sardinia.

La Maddalena is here. Ecco.

I never undertook to land you first.

That course takes a day longer -
I need that day for my bonus.

You are heading for Livorno?

- Direct?
- You wouldn't understand.

But I do understand, very well.
My father was a fisherman.

I have served as a seaman,
as a mate and as a captain.

The Carmen from Peru to China and back.

The Commonwealth
from New York to Newcastle.

- Newcastle?
- Newcastle miners gave me that pistol.

They hewed out a cargo
bound for Genoa. I was on bonus too.

Then you should grasp my problem.

But you do not grasp mine,
Captain Onedin.

If you put into Livorno with me on board,

I tell you, it is disaster for my cause.

But Livorno's in Piedmont,
friendly to you.

Prime Minister Cavour,
being a man of craft and guile,

has arranged with your
Prime Minister Palmerston

- to secrete me home.
- Why can't you land at Livorno?

Count Cavour will calculate
the exact moment for me to show myself.

Surprise is vital.
Until that moment I may not be seen.

But I will be only a day's
sail away on my island.

Right. When we're at Livorno,
you stay under decks while we re-cargo.

Captain, spies in every port
are looking for me.

A stevedore finds a door locked,
breaks in and alerts my enemies.

I tell you, without surprise I have no chance.

This is more important
than any bonus.

- It would be if I was convinced.
- You doubt my word?

You hope to overthrow
the armies of France and Austria?

I can't gamble my bonus day on that.

Your minister Gladstone
gambled his whole career

because he spoke out about men
rotting in Neapolitan jails.

You think if I land at Maddalena first
it'll free one of them?

Oh, of course I do!
And when we have freed all my people,

you will never lack for trade in Italian ports.

But if you fail, I'll be banned
from every port controlled by your enemies.

I helped to overthrow tyranny
in Brazil and Argentina.

- Will I fail my own people?
- James, you must give way!

I'll never make bonus day in Livorno.

I beg you to land me first,
with all of my heart!

Cap'n!
The drinking water's gone foul!

What?!

We can't last out without water.

Somebody on board is on my side.

I'm not disloyal to my husband.

It is providence, then.

La Maddalena
is the first point to replenish.

And I land for my island, Caprera.

Now, what's all this about foul water?

Ah!

Take over the tiller, Jacky.

Hold course till it's all over.

Aye aye, Mr Mate.

The water's fine. Thank you, Captain.

It was the ale Baines drank in Liverpool
that was tainted.

The penalty for mutiny is hanging.

Hanging is a filthy death, Captain,
the knife is clean.

He's below with the captain's wife.

Keeping up
his reputation till the end, eh?

- You'll...
- Don't!

If we alter course now we could be
at Maddalena before anyone is dry with thirst.

Convention decrees
that I obey him in everything.

Ask him to. Please?

Your eyes say...

that you are on my side.

But you are faithful to him.

My wife, Anita...

she loved me like that.

Please?

Oh, has nobody shown you how?

Let me.

Wide, like that.

Go on.

Now, where is your captain?

Dunno, sir.

On a ship like this,
sailors' eyes see and remember.

Where is he?

Captain's in the fo'c's'le, sir!
He'd like to see you there.

What does the captain want with me, Mr Mate?
I'm only a passenger.

He didn't tell me, sir.

Go below, for your own safety.

Watch him, Manuel.

Are you on their side, Jacky?

I'm on the side that wins, sir.
Have to be.

Mmm.

- All the crew on Mr Mate's side?
- Yes, sir.

- What are your orders?
- Hold course, sir.

My side will win, Jacky.

We have the captain, sir.

You wait and see who wins,
then decide which side you're on.

Unless you want to hang with them.

- Oh, I don't want to hang, sir.
- Then wait.

- James!
- Get below, Anne!

Cap'n, tell the general to come forward.

Cap'n dies, General! Or just you!

It doesn't bother me which way.
He dies unless you come forward.

No harm comes to the others
if you give yourself up.

Do you give me your word, Mr Mate?

They have to kill us to save their own skins!
Stay there, General!

There will be questions
when you get to port without a captain.

- Have you thought of that?
- My orders are to execute you, General.

That's what I'm paid for.
That's all I wanna do.

Don't come forward, General,
that's my orders!

I advise you to wait until I am within range.

Even if you are a good shot.

Don't worry, I won't have to reload.

Only if you hold your fire.

You need ten metres' range.

No! He's for the knife.

Go on, then. Watch he doesn't have a pistol.

General Giuseppe Garibaldi,
you are a brave man.

You wish to die brave? Huh?

- When I have to.
- He's armed!

Throw it down, General,
or the captain's dead.

- No!
- I prefer to discharge it,

to die like a soldier,
my spent pistol still in my hand.

Fire it in the air, then.
Quick about it!

Untie the captain or you follow him.

Two barrels gone - no pistol has more.

Look at the muzzle. Only one barrel,
the breech revolves six times.

Untie the captain.

Don't make me laugh!
Two bullets without reloading?

That's your lot!

Untie the captain!

A useful present, General.

Thank you.

James, put into La Maddalena. Please.

I'd already changed course.

Well, Strang...

join them or take orders.

Orders, Cap'n.

Pitcher of water from the galley.

Water. Aye aye, sir.

Water's fine, General.

But we stay headed for La Maddalena.

Sail on port bow, Cap'n!

Heading for us, fast.

We've been lying off Livorno
for some days, Captain, awaiting orders.

The Admiralty telegraph says
escort you to that port, sir, that was all.

Your orders come from high authority, Admiral.

Often do, you know.

Prime Minister Cavour himself will receive you.

He's decided the time has come, then.

Before we'd reached your island.

I am most grateful to you, Admiral.

My second lieutenant would lead your crew.

Not in naval uniform, of course.

Discharge them at Liverpool
like ordinary seamen.

- Do you follow my drift?
- Oh, I do.

Good. Then let me present them to you.

General.

Madam.

Thank you...Admiral.

Now you're going home. Really home.

Anne, you must wish me good fortune,
very soon I am going to need it.

With all my heart.

God be with you.

I shall never forget this voyage.

In all your adventures?

Something peaceful, something beautiful,

is a contrast to remember.

It warms me to know.

Well, that I am alive I owe to you, General.

It is mutual.

Nothing with it? Not even a note?

"With grateful thanks,
signed Lord Palmerston" or something?

Nothing. Special courier all the way from London

and didn't even wait for a receipt!

£200 and no receipt!

Well, of course.

"The face of neutrality"
General Garibaldi called it.

'Ere, Robert, the money's in the bank now.

Garibaldi?!
Was... Was he your passenger?

Well, Anne, come - come look what it says!

It says that Garibaldi has landed in Marsala
with a thousand men.

- Only a thousand?
- But the Sicilians are rallying to his flag.

What are his chances of success?

- It says it's possible!
- Now, Robert...how's Mr Baines?

- Oh, I have seen him. Mr Baines is well again.
- I'm glad to hear it.

- And have you found a shop yet?
- Oh, I have!

Old Melly's in Dockside.

- I'll go on in to Sarah.
- I've made a down payment.

Well, I had to,
otherwise we would have missed it.

Aye. What price?

£450, including stock.

But I knocked him down to 375.

And this time I shall run the shop,
James, not you.

Oh, indeed you will-
for our new company.

- New company?
- Aye.

Our third company, Onedin Chandlers Limited.

Does that mean that I will still run the shop -
you'll be a sleeping partner?

No, it'll be run like all the other companies,

like Onedin Line and Onedin Warehouses.

But you own 85% of both companies!

Mm. And you own 15%.

Onedin Chandlers will be exactly the same.

Just a minute, James!
I don't think that's quite fair.

Fair? Now, let me see.

Did you get Garibaldi back to Italy or did I?