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That's the answer.

Thank you, Mr. Baines. Well, swear away.

I go for it all, Elizabeth, but it's her.

That's right, Mr. Baines. We're still with the flood.

Nice to have the new house looking as pretty as a picture.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

He's not looking as pretty as a picture on your return, James.

Five weeks or more before the owners move out,

you might still be here when I return.

Wow, I can't wait to get away from this place.

It's such a lovely house, it's a Jacksalope shooting.

Oh, it should have a twenty-five pounds a year.

Five rooms?

ITS A GHUEY

I wish i was sailing with you.

Oh,SF, no, love.

I'll be back. Somebody must remain to deal with Elizabeth's tantrums.

She spoke hastily out of fear, no doubt. She'll marry Daniel Fogarty.

Well, she'd better pray that he doesn't change his mind. She certainly sent him away with a flea in his ear.

It's her condition, James. It's only natural she should be somewhat temperamental.

Elizabeth has been temperamental since she was a squalling child. I'm out of all patience with her.

Tch.

Oh, Phraise has been sorted with her. You know, a little encouragement on both sides, and she could well have been mistress of her shipyard.

Well, why not?

Marry the master, not the servant of Marry your must.

She certainly has her share of the only did temperament.

Oh, now look. You must see that the bands are red without delay.

Aye.

Who else? Robert is all the qualifications of a jellyfish and Sarah stops her. Is it anything that smacks of an indelicate nature? No, you must deal with her.

Well, I'll try, but Elizabeth is willful.

Well, she'll come to her senses. Concentrate her mind on the benefits of the crew from being a seaman's wife.

I shall miss you, James.

Well, you'll be back for a nature and making curtains. You've got those winter measurements I gave you.

Yes.

Well, you'll have plenty to keep you occupied. If that should be good company.

Well, I'll be off a ball then.

Shall I accompany you to the wall?

No.

No, one good bad's more than enough.

Bye, James.

Oh, Albert!

Albert!

Albert!

Oh, Bob!

Oh!

Oh, Bob!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Elizabeth.

Albert.

What am I to do?

Marry me.

I can't.

Why not?

Don't insist upon my marrying, Mr. Fogarty.

Who insists?

All of them.

James above all.

James.

But devilly done.

And Daniel will be returning from Denmark shortly.

Do you love him?

I don't know.

If you're unsure, you don't. Those in love are positive.

That I do know.

Marry me, Elizabeth.

Marry me.

That's impossible.

Why?

Your parents.

What of them?

They never agree.

We shall not tell them.

We shall not tell anyone.

We shall elope.

Oh, Albert.

You're such a romantic.

We shall not tell anyone.

Would you like to have a visit, Mr. Baines?

You chaffing leather for the bull-droats?

There are scotchmen for the shrouds.

You allies.

Caving leather and a pair of you chafing battens.

Hi, I sir.

That's right, Mr. Baines.

I like a smart ship, Mr. Baines.

A smart ship, and a clean ship.

That's it.

They often do cost, Mr. Baines.

Visa?

Why not?

Well, time you'll learn to put all that theory into practice.

I don't master you yet.

I walked past it this afternoon with...

It's a lovely house.

You're so lucky, Anne.

Me cooped up with Robert and Sarah and that squalling charm.

I've no doubt that Daniel Fogarty was seated that you have an establishment of your own.

Poor Daniel.

Poor Daniel?

I imagine he considers himself quite fortunate.

I haven't said I'd marry him.

I only apologise to him for saying I wouldn't.

That's all.

You have no choice, Elizabeth.

There's always a choice.

Not in your circumstances.

You know why it happened?

I felt sorry for him.

Sorry for him.

You threw a cross to a beggar and I must be content, is that it?

I was foolish.

And Daniel can be very persuasive.

You can be married quickly and quietly and none the wiser.

Quickly and quietly and none the wiser.

What are you scheming now?

Scheming?

I've seen that look too often in James' eyes.

James tries to impose his will on everyone.

Do you deny that you're carrying out his bidding now?

What?

Has he not insisted the bands of red while he's away?

Source for the goose, he's source for the gander.

What do you mean?

Albert Fraser has asked me to marry him.

But you cannot, possibly.

Why not?

If I can marry Daniel Fogarty quickly and quietly and none the wiser.

Why can't I marry Albert Fraser on the same term?

Surely the reason's obvious enough.

Not yet, it isn't.

You cannot propose to father another man's child unto Mr Fraser.

The very thought is monstrous.

He need not known.

Oh, be sensible Elizabeth, it cannot be.

Daniel has a great affection for you.

I'll not be a sea captain's wife.

Never, never, never.

You should have thought of that before you get...

You will settle down, Elizabeth.

As a captain's wife, you'll be mistress of your own house.

I've seen their houses.

Each with its widow's walk.

Many captains take their wives with them.

I've no taste for shipboard life, thank you.

When I marry Albert Fraser, I shall want for nothing.

Money.

So that's what's turned your head.

And why not?

Seems to have turned everyone else's.

Why shouldn't I have my share?

You made certain of yours.

What?

For what other reason did you and James marry?

Your brother and I did not deceive each other, Elizabeth.

Albert Fraser loves me and wants to marry me.

Why should I refuse?

And when he discovers the child is not his.

The child will be his.

And his alone.

The child will be his.

And his alone.

Beautiful river that takes us, Mr. Baines.

The ship's yours.

Take her to Lisbon.

My eiser.

The ship's yours.

The ship's yours.

The ship's yours.

The ship's yours.

A fine wines in your dreams.

A tornavian set of about 15 years in the cask, smells of geraniums, the last of a great harvest.

I fear there will be no more like it.

Oh, there'll be plenty more good years to come yet.

I think not.

We have a saying, wine is not made in the vineyard but in the cask, like most proverbs only partly through.

For if there are no vines, there can be no grapes. Without grapes, no wine.

If, er, at a bad year then, on the contrary, I make a nefresent year.

But soon my vines will be destroyed.

Devastador, the ravager, a terrible little beetle we call the destroyer, it feeds on the roots of cultivated vines.

Already in France the regions of Bordeaux, Meddok, Entre de Mer, have all been devastating.

It does now reach my neighbours' vines.

There'll also be next day.

I shall be ruined.

There's no cure.

Only one replenish with new stock.

Where from?

North America.

America?

I only got the wild grape there.

Bitters go.

To each man he's trade.

It is healthy wild stock that I need.

I shall graft my vines onto them.

How many do you need?

100,000.

100,000?

It'll require three or four journeys for the ship of the shallow rose capacity.

One voyage only. I must have those vines in time for planting.

When?

When the rains come, within three months.

Well, there's nothing for it, friend, but it must charter a ship with capacity enough to carry all your vines.

It's not possible I've tried.

But the only ships available are sailing to the Mediterranean for Africa, India, Brazil.

Anywhere but North America.

I had hopes of that one.

The Pampero, for the last year's band for Penambuco.

Penambuco, eh?

Penambuco, she could pick up the North East trays and the West Elizabeth of Baltimore.

What cargo does she carry?

Salt and coke would.

Buy her, my friend.

Buy her.

What?

Buy her cargo and all.

I'm no ship trader.

I am, but I am, and I'll not stand by and see you ruined.

Besides, I need your trade.

But to buy a ship and cargo?

Look, give me a half-sharing.

I'll undertake to sail around, sell the cargo, return with your vans within 60 days.

One moment, James, you travel a little too fast for me.

Not only am I to buy a ship, I do not want, but now I need to give half to you.

Oh, no, my friend. You drive too hard to bargain.

I'll go a long way before you find a better one.

Look, give me five years to buy out your ship.

During that time I cannot. The ship becomes yours.

You can sell it, and return your money, you know.

Also, we share the profits of each and every voyage as though we were equal partners.

How can you lose, eh?

Five years profit?

And your purchase price refunded?

And your buying ship free of charge for no man can make a profit out of himself?

Not all men, perhaps.

Well...

I will agree.

A five-year option?

Within five years.

But that would mean that if you were to buy me out in, say, two years, I should forfeit half profits for three.

But then your money no longer be tired of in a ship?

It's known, I think, as...

robbing Peter to pay Paul.

And I suspect that I am Peter.

And who will pay for the fitting and repairs to the ship?

Peter or Paul?

Look, I'll undertake to keep the ship in sea worthy condition.

A little more advantage.

I intend to honor.

Very well, my friend.

Get me those vines from America, and we shall own her.

Together, agreed.

The sausiest vessel I ever did, Caesar.

You must drive them, Mr. Baines.

Men and ship.

Drive them hard.

And you crew.

We even store a man by the cut of that jib, but I'll haze him.

Hey, you!

Oh, you dozy, sleepy-headed farmers!

Contramaster!

Live on them up!

Wove them, say, depressio, suis polkas, or esfolis vivas!

Wove them, say esfolis.

Wove them, say es pakas un broom!

I was very friendly with the Portuguese girls, sir.

Nearly full enough to marry her.

We have visitors, sir.

Eduardo, man de estis matropio es parabordo.

Capito un edin.

I may I present myself for shexilency.

Don vash cubaptista.

My paper's excellence.

Passengers?

The ownership of this vessel has changed hands.

But they're not the charters, senior.

Passes to Pernambuco.

Well, no accommodation.

It was spin arranged.

Women folk?

They are like animals.

And they're expected to breed like animals, eh?

And there is the matter of man-bagash, innya?

And your animal's gonna hold it aboard.

Mr. Bains, he got the arkid of you, please.

Stand back to get on the way.

All right, sir.

We've, uh, little time for nachity, dear.

Take sound, cabaret, stand here.

I'm gonna get it now.

To whom are you writing?

My father.

Will you be pleased?

You'll be furious.

Until he sees you.

Venniel, melt.

She melt the hearts of the Swain's in them parts.

And what of your family?

Oh, they will be most impressed.

They think you were splendid, catch.

And so do I.

Do you want children, Albert?

A son?

Then you shall have one.

I promise.

She's not the prison ship you know of San Diego.

Yeah, but of course not.

Those men are the marks of the drives on their wrists.

Ah, they are known to be men of villains in a capital,

a peasant's, thieves, in seniorists.

What?

Mm-hmm.

And there are no real men of the men of the men,

peasants, thieves, in seniorists.

What?

They set fire to the vineyards of my master,

Dom Pedro de la Cruche.

The generous men and Dom Pedro would have hung them out of hand.

I suppose, out of the generosity of his heart,

he sends them to his estates in Brazil.

Baseche, babe.

Indeed, they are the most fortunate of men.

Glaude, not as fortunate.

The land was always out.

It was never in dispute.

We kept goats, for goats gave us milk, meat, clothing,

then the Patroes and Solius to break the land for Vino.

The Bertrero panted vineyards.

We were made to break our own land ourselves.

We worked from sunrise until after darkness,

and for wages we received blows.

Ceraipas' father spoke to Dom Bascogas.

And?

Dom Bascog hung my wife's father from a tree,

and then burned down the tree.

I had my grandfather been alive.

He would have killed Dom Bascog, where he stood.

Grandfather?

He was a British soldier.

He was a big as an ox.

He fought with your Willington.

He was a great man, your Willington.

So that's where you learned to speak English.

Your grandfather taught you.

My grandfather was his stubborn man.

He would speak nothing else.

He demanded that the men of the family spoke English.

Someday he said we would go to England.

It was a dream he had seen.

And after they hung your wife's father, then what?

We were not as my grandfather.

We were Kovarsjes.

Kovarsjes.

Coward.

We ran away.

But at night we returned and set fire to the best vineyards.

Knowing that for this, the Patroes would punish Dom Bascog.

Did he?

He forbade Dom Bascog to Mariton Alucia.

And is he not also going to Brazil?

He spoiled his marriage prospects.

Anyway, sorry to sound godforsick,

the state in the middle of nowhere.

He's gonna love you for that.

Well, he will kill us all if we do not kill him first.

I'll reward this ship you'll want.

Come in, Robert.

We've had a letter from Elizabeth.

Oh?

Well, just a brief note to say that she's well and happy.

Gloriously happy as her phrase.

I just thought that you might like to know.

You're a prove of the match?

Of course I do.

She couldn't have done better.

I never did care for that chap foggy.

Hm.

Fraser will make an admirable husband.

What a condition.

Sarah and I have had a long discussion,

and we're both of the same mind.

There's nothing but a young girl's handsist.

There was nothing fanciful about a situation when I last spoke to it.

A young girl knows nothing of such things.

It's no more than the vapourings of an overwrought imagination.

When the child is born.

Bring it yam.

You must tell me such an imputation.

It's just not worthy of you.

If, and I say if, their union should be blessed,

it will give no one greater satisfaction than Sarah and myself.

Oh, Robert.

My grandchild at Elizabeth has seemed somewhat fickle of late,

but then there's no more than a temperament.

Now she's chosen.

She'll settle down and make a splendid wife.

You'll see.

So everything's to be for the better.

The best of all possible worlds.

And I just don't pretend to understand your attitude.

The kindest interpretation I can put upon it is that...

Well, that you yourself have not yet experienced the joys of parenthood.

Robert!

That's not small to be said.

A stretch.

There's to be backing, Mr. Baines.

Shifting to Sow East.

We'll make poor time this trip, I reckon.

Time is our enemy, Mr. Baines.

Time.

Welcome to Sp relevant suicide.

Wasn't that possible at all?

It's a return toower.

I'm feeling a little too loud.

It is.

She attacked me, look.

The last robot the ship when I give a command I expect to be a bait instantly.

It's my property to do it as I choose.

It's about my command and I shall have you.

She got me, look.

Of course if you think a little scratch worth hanging for, by all means, Grissomor.

And this insult to my person will be reported to authority, the instant we reach Pernambuco.

Mr. Baines, sir, come to a decision.

We shall avail ourselves of the winds.

Stand by to come about. We head for Baltimore.

I'm James.

Hi.

The Charlotte Rhodes has arrived.

Sailing for Pernambuco.

That's right. He sent the Charlotte Rhodes back with a Portuguese Sailing Master in charge.

It's taken a half share in a clipper.

What? Oh no.

Then he'll have put us all in debt again.

James knows what he's about.

We'll be away for three long months and we'll write in more detail later.

James writes a short letter and wastes a good time on salutations.

Yes, well, consider yourself fortunate because he's written to me here in considerable detail.

I'm to pay off the crew.

I'm a tourist range to put the wine into bond.

Right to a dozen or so wine merchants informing them of the safe arrival of the cargo.

And asking for their instruction on further luck.

You are to dispose of a parked cargo of turpentine at a profit of not less than 20%.

Now how the devil am I to dispose of 450 gallons of turpentine?

Is the manufacturers of paint?

Dad, back in.

Yes, but I know nothing of buying and selling cargoes.

And where am I to find the money to pay off the crew, eh?

And unvickle the ship to boot.

I must think that money grows on trees.

You used to make for the company to pay.

Company?

You're an officer of the company.

You simply make out a draft to be drawn upon no need in line in company limited.

Oh.

I shall enter it into the books to be accounted for on James' return.

Oh, well, look, further he says, um, he requires that the Charlotte Rose be packed off to see again with the minimum of the delay and with the full cargo.

Now, of what I ask you.

And where to?

Look, how can I possibly calculate what some, some Frenchmen or German or an anab, a Follander if you like.

Maybe prepare to pay for unspecified goods.

Well, but you're a shopkeeper, aren't you?

By a large quantity of something you know to be in demand and ship it to a country in need.

Well, I can't see that states the case clearly on our face, any of us can.

Let me remind you once again, senior capital, that passage money has been paid.

And you have undertaken the delivers to Burnham Bukon, and not to any part which takes your humor.

I should say, just to wear a kosher best profit.

Now, there's a good market in America for salt and corkwood, is anywhere else.

But that is not the issue.

But that's precisely the issue.

Samuel Braganza is invested in ship and cargo for one purpose.

That purpose is the procurement of American Vines and their return without delay.

That not alone is my chief concern.

I'm gonna show you, Capitao.

That on my return, my Pitra will have something to say on this matter.

I didn't port to Gal de Pitrao, it's a man of considerable influence and authority.

You're not in port to Gal.

You're a boardmarshup. And a boardmarshup, there's only one man of influence and authority, me.

In that case, you may care to exercise your authority when we reach Baltimore,

a situit that might people remain below and in chains.

In chains?

It's on boardmarshup.

Well, they will run away.

Well, then you'd better keep a sharp eye on them.

They are your responsibility.

Those passengers, not as prisoners.

They are your responsibility.

Ten minutes to three, we're the devil out there.

They're not coming.

What?

We've been boycotting. The dealers ganged up from the price ring.

You sell through them, or no one at all.

They're trying to shove a bill through Congress making ship auctions illegal.

They call it the liberty of the individual, taking a profit from both ends.

Damn middlemen.

Pocket of profit and go fatter the expensive workers.

Well, I'll deal direct.

No, possible. Dealers have them in property.

What on do they sell?

Housewives, butchers, fishmongers, meat packers, picklers, everybody uses salt.

There's none to be had except through the dealers.

850 tons.

They can't go from top to top, selling it in top of blocks.

There must be somebody somewhere with an eye to a profit.

Oh, the dealers.

I suppose there's a dealer in vines as well.

The country's gone to the dogs.

The backwards are infested with vines out there for the picking.

All that is required is the labor.

There's none of that to be had.

What?

Everybody's off building rear rules.

Two dollars a day.

One of they call it Nairishman's paradise.

Nairishman?

Yeah.

Ship loads of them, kicking their way across country like dogs to give the bones.

Mr. Baines, they do say that an Irishman lives off potatoes and a handful of some.

Now anything that moves, shoot it, skin it, cook it, keep them fed but keep them working.

I was Nairish.

Pickman.

Nairishman, which are you?

I'm not looking for work.

Then you're wasting me time, beat it.

I'm an Indian, please.

Not enough.

But they all require salt.

Salt?

No, Mr. I can buy all the salt I need.

Four dollars a ton from the Baltimore Factor.

Zaglet, you have a shipload at three dollars fifty.

A shipload?

Aye, 150 tons.

And what in the name of creation would I be one to?

What, 850 tons of salt?

For sure.

Railroad through on time.

What?

You can't cook without salt.

Preserve fresh meat without salt.

Without salt, a man becomes debilitated.

Lacks the energy to swing a pick.

850 tons.

Ah, store it.

Music.

Sell the surplus.

To whom?

There's always a market for salt.

Plenty of eager buyers.

Where hours is a more than half empty?

And there's no natural source of supply in this country.

Wrong, Mr. There is.

Out there there's desert of salt.

And one day we'll build a railroad right across this island.

Right, right.

But not today.

No deal.

I'm in the railroad business.

I'm no salt merchant.

So you're content to meet the terms of these grasping Baltimore middlemen.

Although they're same, you'll sell to them.

I know, but you've got no choice, Mr. Captain.

And I do have a choice.

I'll save me shipping cargo elsewhere.

I was a market for salt, uh, until you build your railroad.

Well, I'd like to be able to oblige a Captain.

Even it was only the skin, nose, patent, thimbleriggers.

But I can't afford to invest $3,000 in the company's money into the market.

That's not strictly associated with railroad business.

Sorry.

What would your company say to an investment of, uh, 10 cents a ton?

Ten cents a ton.

You must be out of your mind.

If you're a nominal figure, you see, I've got something you want and...

You've got something that I want.

And what will that be?

Vines.

Vines, well now I know you're off your head.

You're crazy.

The only vines out here are those in the wild grape.

Srivol little thing is bitter as gall.

Ah, you see, but I require the roots. Not the grape.

Well, then help yourself around here. They grow like weeds.

We, we button to be the card load.

How many men do you employ?

About 2,800.

Oh, 100, 100,000 vines.

That's 1,000 men. One day's work, 100 vines each.

Man alive, I'm building a railroad, not planting the garden of Eden.

Now I can't call in my north track lane.

I've got a contract to fulfill.

Without salt.

Five cents a ton.

Out of my own pocket.

Right. We'll store them in bundles of 50 wrapped in straw.

My crew can look after that side of it.

Have Arthur doesn't portick his vine tenders, look in overseas or navies,

he can never store to date since a ton.

Done!

You've got yourself a deal, Albert.

Ha ha ha!

Oh, just another thing.

Where can I get a thousand tons of grain?

Where can I get a thousand tons of grain?

My people, you are permitting them to go ashore?

As a work party, on demand instructions.

What is his insupportable day will run away.

You're so concerned about your property, send your vast girl then?

Why not accompany them? You have my permission.

I thrust myself alone, not in the forest. I should have my throat cut.

Then you must resist your natural anxiety and stay aboard with me.

I promise you, Capita. I promise you.

The moment we return to Leishbore, I shall have you arranged before a measure straight.

If you get ashore, that'll be your privilege.

We return by railway trade, first class of course,

and we have lunch served by the handsomest waiters you ever saw.

It can't be imagined, eating your calm and positive, luxury.

And at fifty miles an hour, that steam bar for you.

Albert, we must go.

I'm so happy for you both.

I wish Albert's parents were.

Oh, there are doors you will visit with.

But your father had other plans for you.

It was an understanding, my views were never even consulted.

A great moon faced girl.

But the daughter of a ship owner.

Father, he will come round given time.

He must. I mean, who could resist her?

Albert, we must hurry.

Goodbye, Anne.

Goodbye, Anne.

Goodbye.

Robert. Take care.

Fraser is a fine addition to the family. A fine addition.

You have a receipt and a bill of lading, I believe.

Oh, hi.

I have bought on behalf of the company and direct from the wholesalers

two thousand rolls of linoleum.

Two thousand?

Yes, there's a ready market for it in France.

The wholesaler assures me that the French will pay anything for best quality English linoleum.

The wholesaler is assured you.

Yes.

Has he offered any guarantees?

Well, not exactly. No, but, but, but it is an old established firm and they have my absolute trust. No.

I sell tomorrow on the Charlotte roads, a super cargo, and as a director of the company.

Now, Jim himself couldn't do more.

I see that last of the vines safely stony the tweed and decks and the grain batten down in the wholesal.

Check me triple a ship. We're drawing fifteen feet far and seventy feet off.

Thank you, Mr. Bains.

Well done.

I'm here to a fair wind and a fast passage, eh?

We sell it daybreak.

Hmm. All hands aboard?

Only two, sir.

Only two?

Rest off to build a railroad with your friend Maguire.

What?

He jumps ship.

Although I've touched him away with promises of horrors and high wages.

We better ship another crew immediately.

There isn't a naval buddy man to be found within fifty miles.

They're all off building railroads.

It's become a manier in this country.

I can't work this ship without a crew.

Senator Bracoza doesn't get his bonds on time.

I lose my shirt of the ship.

The, uh, the peasants are back aboard, sir.

Hmm?

Six of them, eh?

You'll speak that lingo, do you?

Think you could lick him at the shop?

Uh-huh.

You and I could stand wheel and wheel about?

See under half her canvas?

I put the two women into britches and think they're a man's work, eh?

What about Senua Vasco?

We are now pretty sailor, yes?

And are serving aboard a British ship?

We go to England.

What?

Mr. Baines can make sailors out of you and your work is satisfactory.

I see no reason why you should be discharged in any other port but one in the United Kingdom.

Thank you. Thank you, Capito.

We will work like dogs.

You come and do this.

Those men are in my charge. They are my property.

Have you got a contract to that effect?

But of course not. It is understood.

Well, not by me.

But I do have a contract.

See, these men have just signed articles.

And are subject to all lawful commands.

Not you, Senua Vasco.

The law says that if I consider the ship to be at hazard, I have the power to call upon all members and crew alike.

To render such assistance as I may see fit, we now come to your appointment.

Mr. Vasco.

What do you think is going to kill me even if we are about to do this?

itter, I am arrogant.

I am a reputation hero.

school and then to read and write like Mr. Bynes.

I'll teach you one day for you, if you'll remember.

I would never understand all those little marks marching across the paper, like little

black soldiers.

I would learn.

The reading and writing is not for women.

It's for important men like Mr. Bynes.

I would like to complain there, clearly.

It is too difficult.

Oh, there's nothing to it once you know the trick of it.

I mean, I myself, I offer reading newspaper if I have the time like.

Even your grandfather could not read a journal.

My grandfather was a soldier, though.

It is well known that soldiers do not read and write.

But when we are in England, we visit my grandfather's village in Odysphile.

Where?

Odysphile?

What is in England?

Really?

I heard of an oldie shore?

No, no, Odysphile, Odysphile.

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Are you clean, more Bartets?

How does field?

It's really grande came from Odysphile.

What is fair?

And when he was tending your goats, he'd sing.

This is what he'd sing.

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Once, at home, there import the bean.

There's golden text at assignment.

There's golden text at the arises.

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Text at the freaking machine...

Turns out obsessive it's more bad to neat.

Order of the bean.

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Sara!

Colle gave the seasons for acts of superiority

I'm not in swimming in butter.

No, thank you, Anne.

I don't think my stomach will ever be the same again.

At Richard's ship.

We were swamped all the way to France and then we rolled all the way back again.

Not filthy, but it's vaulting greasy food, not fit for pigs.

Something should be done about shipboard fare.

You supply the windows.

It's my opinion that James doesn't pay the slightest regard to the welfare of his people.

James is firm and just.

It's exactly the same food as the crew.

Yeah, well, he must have the stomach of an ox and the digestion of a goat.

Then the matter rests with you, you're the chandler.

Simply supply good meat and set that off for you by a cheek when you friend the butcher.

I don't think that I shall ever set foot on ship again as long as I live.

Nevertheless, in my capacity as an officer of the company,

I shall seek pasta as a sugar, will you?

Responsible for the commissariat, I shall seek to it.

But in future, all ships of the unedin line have decent vitals, decently cooked.

And who is to pay for this resolve?

The company.

And how much profit is the company made from your linoleum, Bencher?

I couldn't find a buyer for the dump.

Oh, yes.

Yes, a company that owns several large hotels have given me a decent price.

Only £90 profit.

Only £90?

I wish the shop showed as much profit in as many weeks.

You bought the linoleum on behalf of the company against a bill of exchange, did you not?

Yes.

Well, we now owe the discount, has £52.10 shillings in interest.

That leaves the company with an overall profit of £37.10?

No, no, no. Look, net profit. Look, net.

Have you paid off the crew?

Not yet.

Robert, you have much to learn.

All under control, Nancy.

How much did we lose, eh?

A hundred tons?

$3,000 worth.

After me? After sending brigands, eh?

You won't like that.

The man who expects to share in the profit must also expect to share in the loss.

Did you recover the body?

Went to a cinder. I put it over the side in the basket.

It's the one other reason why she should be further distressed.

That's quite nice, Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr.

Yeah, well, all at the man's house.

Let's get on the way again.

All right, sir, the brigands are waiting, his vines.

Shh, trotting Pete Gopc seems to be exercising something of his old charm.

Old Fierce Dihan. They're frightened of him again, and now we're nearing Lisbon.

Oh, ho!

She's a Portuguese, hauling a win, heading due south.

Mr. Vain's run up a signal.

Where are you bound?

I either.

Now he feels!

You paid for a passage to Kernan.

You call a passage to Kernan, but you shall have it.

I will not set foot aboard that other ship.

You will?

No! I have been degraded and insulted before those animals, and now I will have justice.

Justice?

You dare to speak to me, Justice.

It's any of us, though. I bought this ship behind the law.

But not ashore.

Assure you are nobody!

I am a couple year old, a gentleman.

And the word of a gentleman would be taken above that of an arrogant, upstart English captain.

My patrol, Tom Pedro, is a man of honour and influence.

And when he hears of your treatment of his property,

he will see to it that you spend the rest of your life behind bars.

No, senior captain.

This latest trickery of yours will not enable you to escape the justice of Tom Pedro.

I too have a patram.

Don Frimino de Dios Pragansa, now send him to Pragansa to his man of authority.

Pella man of honour?

Whose word do you think he will accept?

Well, you will be taken before a measure straight, and he will decide.

In that case, he will leave me no choice but to put you ashore in Ireland, to wear trial.

In trial, what for?

Mother?

It was an accident. He killed Phillipo! They will not believe you.

By a witness, I see.

Do you?

The senior capital, I guess, is not possible for me to go to Brazil alone.

Those men are in my shash. They are the property of Don Pedro.

They stay.

You haven't all right. They are citizens of Portugal.

I will speak to the capital of the Portuguese ship. He will understand these things.

They sail under the protection of the Queen, try and remove them by force, and you commit an act of piracy.

You're the captain will tell you the same thing. You have ten minutes, Sanovasko.

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First of all, check out the sails, Mr. Baines. Let's get underway again.

Senor Brigands, as awaiting his mind.

Hi, Eiser. All hands are left. Ready to make sail.

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