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LAUGHTER

The

rock's get over!

Forward!

You want to answer Mr. Leaton?

He's too heavy in the water.

So put that to right.

Don't you fear?

We've got to get his Chicago.

What?

That's Master Leaton.

Say it again.

We've got to get his Chicago.

I'll tell you, we do no such thing.

Go away, money.

And we're as good as important.

Don't take a responsibility, Professor.

Not when she won't answer.

You fuck your wallet, Captain Bank.

Run for all.

The

whole package is all over.

Now then, eat this.

Come on, it's not much, but it's something.

Can I have some, Mom?

Not till your sister's eaten, or build up the fire.

It's good, girl.

Now eat it up, Mary.

Mary, for God's sake, girl.

You must eat, Mary.

How can you hope I have a good wallet for down to eat?

The singing, Mother.

The singing, Mother.

The singing, Mother.

The singing, Mother.

The singing, Mother.

The singing, Mother.

The singing, Mother.

The singing, Mother.

The singing stopped.

Alice!

What a way to greet your home flesh and blood.

Mary, I'm Uncle Will.

Uncle Will, have you brought food for us, Uncle Will?

Oh, that I have lad here.

Let me get probably in the door.

He's got you, Uncle William.

Thank God.

Well, I as near as didn't Alice.

We had a close call this trip.

The girl.

She's got to be got out of here.

Well, it's never she is in this place.

She'll die.

Got out where?

To the country.

The country?

Where the air is clean.

See, I've thought about it.

If we could find a little place, it doesn't matter how far away.

I mean, it would be a big boy now we could help with the land,

and we could grow enough to keep ourselves.

A place in the country, woman, woman.

You've got to have money to come by things like that.

How much, Mommy?

How should I know? Hundred pounds?

Alice, I'm just as limited to shore.

And as I told you, it's a mercy I'm here at all.

Can you find Mr. Anedin? Raise a hundred pound?

Sir Anedin.

Isn't it his fault more than anybody's that were reduced to a life like this?

He brought fever into the port.

No, Alice.

He brought fever into the port.

That meant the drains had to be blown up.

So there was the end of our half and home.

No need dress.

Sir Anedin wasn't a blame.

You stand up for him because you believe your livelihood depends upon it.

But that's a mistake too, William.

But the day of her dawn when your generous master no further use for you,

you'd not remain his bondman for very long and well you know it.

Mom!

Where is she?

Is she on a shilling? I'm paying no more.

Oh, hey, they come to me hunting in places like this!

Who are you then?

Hang on, Ty! Shilling!

Let's see if I'll have a hug.

Alice, you ought to be gone out of here.

God knows how.

But I'll find the man in one way or another.

Meet me, beep.

It's not how I can do to help you.

I'm in trouble.

The repair to the ship is really going to take six weeks out.

Not to make some other arrangements, but Brigances casts must be in Particle on time.

What about me, what about the crew?

Well, you're the alive, haven't you?

It's the way of the sea.

You lose one birth, you found yourself another.

You know well enough to scare some birds to be advilivable at the present time.

And you as good as promised us all this trip before we set sail on the last one.

It's so sweet, St. Mander Dandow.

But I was master out there in the storm and I said,

jennison the cargo. You told me to the contrary.

So when it comes to responsibility for the damage.

Are you trying to tell me?

Don't provoke Mr. Baines.

Provork him!

You know his reasons for needing employment just now.

And for demanding a hundred pounds off me.

Mr. Enedent, not demanding, requesting by way of an advance.

I've never heard of an advance to that order being made to Admiral of the fleet,

to little on a merchant master.

For the Lord's sake, I must find the money to get my sister in a family out of Ed Dashelt.

And I must repair the ship without her. We're all done for.

Shall I stop on myself to salvage you?

James, Mr. Baines, his sisters living in dire circumstances,

I've been there and seen for myself.

Look, we've got troubles of our own.

I should like to borrow money to get us out of troubles,

but the world is not like them.

Each man must shoulder his own birth.

Well, that was wanton, sir.

What you did out in the storm there, running for homeless,

the Farvings Prophet, be lost.

Now men whose families depend on it are without their livelihood.

I call that evil action, sir. I do wanton.

I've never heard you speak like that before, Mr. Baines.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

But it's his doing.

I see it all play now all this before and me and mine is his doing.

Kerry.

Kerry, Harry.

Yes, what is it?

Oh, there you are. Someone to see you, Kerry.

What are you?

Gentlemen.

But wait a minute.

Oh, give over you, lot will ya?

Find out where I want to get this in.

Thanks very much.

Was it you wanted to see me then?

Kerry, Harry.

Yes, that's right.

The young lady that knew Mr. Albert Fraser I asked for.

Oh.

What might you be to do with Mr. Albert Fraser?

Well...

Is there some we could talk?

Sure, up you lot.

I know Mr. Fraser quite well.

We're old friends really.

And I heard there was someone here was a friend of his too.

And I thought I'd like to make her acquaintance.

Harry, girls, Harry, tub?

Jugglers on the neuron next.

Miss Harris, I'm going to be completely frank with you.

Yes, love.

Perhaps that'll be best.

I'm more than a friend of Mr. Fraser's.

Much more.

Or at least I thought I was.

But I've just found out that he's a married man.

Oh, dear.

So have Vanessa Laguerra, like we...

You knew he was married.

You don't like being seen in a place like this, do you, duck?

It's not your style at all.

Miss Harris, if Mr. Fraser is married and if he's also been seeing someone like you...

Well surely it's obvious.

Do you want to drink?

No, thank you.

Oh, look.

There's one born every minute, isn't there?

Us women need to benefit from each other's experience.

Always make sure they pay off, eh?

Pay off?

Oh, what else?

Girls, the one with most to lose.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Girls, the one with most to lose.

Anyway.

A gentleman ought to pay for his pleasure.

Is this only right?

Are you trying to tell me that Mr. Fraser actually gave you money for...

What, isn't he you?

No.

No, of course not.

Then you've learnt something, haven't you?

You know better next time.

Ten pounds, all I had.

And even to get better, I had to pretend.

Who ships a tall available for charter?

That is the sad fact, I'm afraid, James.

I mean, look at these lists for yourself.

Oh, there are clippers in nothing, Port.

If you have a couple of hundred pounds available to pay in advance,

we get a couple of hundred pounds.

You gave them.

But ask for smaller vessels.

No, look what the devil am I to do.

I must deliver those casts by Friday week, otherwise I'm in breach of agreement with Braganza.

And that that part cargo of cloth ready for loading.

Couldn't you purchase whole space on some other master's ship?

Look, every ship's chart and every ship's loaded to the girls.

No, I must see Braganza myself.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

No, I must see Braganza myself.

Erm, hey, wait on.

There is a ship.

The pea brush is cold.

And she's going out half-laid, and it seems.

Down for West Africa too.

Now, on a bludgeon's give her my calling at least, but not on his way, if you made it worth his will.

Mm, a pea brush.

Not dead of that, huh?

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Easy now.

It's late, down.

Easy.

Thank you, today.

Easy, I said.

Get this cleared up.

Get this cleared up.

Get this cleared up.

Nice.

Good morning.

My name's Anita.

I'd like to see the Captain, please.

You're fine. I mean, he's cubbing.

Oh, by the way, what cargo is she carrying?

Fine kids, glassware and bibles.

Where's Daphne, Gary?

Where else?

The Pibrog.

She's new to me.

She's not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

Pibrog.

She's new to me.

She worked out of for London this last three year for that Clyde side.

Do you want a look of planes?

We're in a man to show you to the master's quarters.

The day to come.

My name's James.

Why, I'm Mr. Aladdin.

Welcome aboard the Pibrog, sir.

My new command.

One night was lucky to be offered no debt.

I'm not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

I'm not a good guy.

You'd be offered no debt?

No, Elizabeth.

Surely you're mistaken.

Her name is Carrie Harris, a cheap little entertainer and a musical girl.

And Albert is paying her for her favors.

I don't understand.

Elizabeth, men don't go to women like that unless...

Unless what?

Is there no hope for it?

I believe you offered me some tea.

How did you learn about this Carrie Harris?

Well, by complete chance, I ran into Daniel Fogarty.

Something he said made me suspicious.

I see.

Daniel Fogarty.

As I said, the meeting was a chance one.

He... he did call at the house one day to see young William.

Well, I suppose that's his right from time to time.

After all, he is William's father.

Albert's had a lot to forgive you for when we're in another Elizabeth.

Perhaps you should think of that now.

What do you mean to do?

I shall leave, Albert, of course.

What?

I'm not going to be made a laughingstock just so that he can enjoy his tortury pleasures.

A common actress known to one and all to have taken my place in his affections.

It is not known to one and all.

It shall be made, no.

You can't leave, Albert. Where will you go?

I'll find somewhere.

Oh, it sounds easy enough.

You left James.

And I suffered Elizabeth as well, you know.

I can hardly stay under the same roof with Albert after this.

But you must, there's nowhere else.

Thank you for the tea, Anne.

Listen.

William isn't Albert's child.

I'm aware of that.

In law, you have no claim on your husband, not the least.

If you walk out on the streets, you'll be left there to style.

Elizabeth, go off my arm to me.

Let go!

I'm speaking the truth.

A woman has no redress in this world.

A woman alone has no chance.

I'm not like you, Anne. I don't have your pride.

I'll find someone to take care of young William.

Let this hold. Let go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let go!

Let go!

Oh, well, Mr. and Eden.

Where'd you go below?

So I thought I'd follow to see if there was something not your satisfaction.

It was checking to see that me cargo was lashed properly of no Jetsons, Captain Baines.

None in the world.

It's yours and probably people.

Yes.

Poor lady.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

It's yours and probably people.

Yes.

Poor lady, huh?

Hey.

I offered you a share of the profits of my cargo cloth, but you'd none of it.

You drive in a flat sun.

It was a sincere effort to help you, you know.

You might find that you've been the loser once we get to Lisbon.

No, that says maybe.

It doesn't worry.

Oh, I can see to myself, Mr. and Eden.

Don't you lose no sleep about that?

Anyway, I am obeying my owners orders.

Owners orders?

Eh, it's fast to run out and say, will it now?

And no obligations taken above those already contracted for?

Blankets, beads, bibles.

Strange cargo for a fast run.

Run up, go, captain!

Where have you been sculled?

No.

Oh, no soldiers.

Is there any difficulties with the storage, Mr. and Eden?

Take them up with my mate, Mr. Carlo.

So under their legend, set my cargo as paid freight,

seemed there were so anxious to set sail out loaded.

What you have to do, get down in your hands and knees and plead with them.

You were in trouble, sir.

And it's not my way to leave a fellow seat very high and dry.

Nope, we're not going to assist him.

These are bibles and beads.

What about them?

Well, I have to see where the profit lies in a cargo like that.

The West African traders need them to barter with an agent.

No, I know, but the profit must be in toughens' evening.

Oh, that's his maybe.

There's a big consignment of hides and power model to come back of this

a sight more profit than tums hate me.

And I have to report to the agents in free town.

Mm.

Peabro?

Interesting how you pick up a command, just like that.

So conveniently, don't you think?

I never come to the end of your curiosity. We're with him.

She writes a deal lower than you think.

Respectable draft?

She's shipping a lot of water.

I have no other ship more or less be said about it.

Wonder what happened to our last master.

Eh?

Well, it seemed to have taken up your command, voyage, and cargo, all arranged, and crew aboard.

Why, what's the no master?

How the hell should I know about things like that?

You mean it doesn't matter to you.

I was offered a paying proposition and I took it out because I couldn't afford not to.

You've already found your sister, Alice Archim, Mr. Baines, and you want to see her living in a decent home again.

What are you trying to say?

Maybe he died, eh? Or retired from the sea?

Who?

The Peabrocks lost master.

Have you done, sir?

Twenty master mariners in Liverpool, some with wider experience than you, yet they chose you.

Why was that captain Baines, eh?

Now, Mr. and Eden, if you're anxious that you'll come to a fight between us.

No, no. I never did answer you or yours, Baines. Not deliberately, eh?

Well, it may be, sir. It may be, but you've done precious little doators, either.

And so, if I can be of no further service, do you?

What's the matter with your man down there?

Hasn't he gone a bump below?

Bethany? Oh, give him a fella bear below. He still wouldn't use it.

Why not? Because he always dosties above, that's why.

What's the chance of the rats to the wire waves, Gary?

He's not going to be a fool.

I'm not going to be a fool.

I'm not going to be a fool.

Why not? Because he always dosties above, that's why.

What's the chance of the rats to the wire waves, Gary?

He says, look, don't fret yourself about him, sir.

He's dacked. Dacked as rabbits.

Bartley?

Are you awake?

It's to me, Bartley.

There's some things I want to know, and maybe you can tell them, eh?

Now, it's a worth of flooding if you can answer my questions.

I hear you shipped aboard the P-brock, the last five voyages.

Right?

Is it a coin or ship?

Something I miss with her?

Who was our last master, eh?

What was his name?

Hey, you.

Are you the one then?

The one?

What one?

What are you talking about?

He?

Him? The sea fairest friend.

I do see the such a one.

Lies, indeed.

Sailor lads can go to...

What am I to see him be done to him?

Sailor lads to perish and know what to say.

Lately a florid.

Now come on, tell me.

Lately a florid.

Now come on, tell me.

Who's...

Old Will Ricker.

Now, you reckon things will be different someday?

There he is.

Drowned.

Who's out algibbons?

Me even.

Hi.

Maybe there's the way of it.

Maybe I'm drowned in two and rest is...

It's just mad dreams.

It's the rats that survived.

They don't stay below when it's too late.

No fear of that.

Sailor lads should deck a leap out of their book.

Sailor lads shouldn't stay below on ships like the Merry Blanche.

The Merry Blanche.

There's no sea fairest friend, I tell you.

None in the wide world.

What about the Merry Blanche?

Some ship you was, huh?

They went down.

I'll see them.

I'll see them rats come out to them bales.

Everyone thought they was cotton.

They pulled the rats.

Tilt was went.

Sea was on us all before.

C'mon.

So hide.

Hey, there's...

I should do it.

Now then.

Deliver this at once to the editor of the Courier for Inclusion in the next edition.

I'll squash any rumours about Mr. Fraser's sale, the steam ship.

Oh, and tell the editor I shall look forward to the next edition.

I'll go back to the next edition.

I'll go back to the next edition.

Mr. Fraser's sale, the steam ship.

Oh, and tell the editor I shall look forward to the pleasure of having lunch with him one day next week.

Looks y'all glad.

Mrs. O'Nedin.

Mr. Fogarty, I hope I am not disturbing you to busy time.

Well, the fact is I have a great week.

I've been announced unless my business was the first importance.

May I sit down?

Yes.

I'd better say at once that I've come to ask your help.

My help?

Not for myself.

For someone for whom in the past I know you've entertained affection.

Mr. Fogarty, why did you tell Elizabeth that her husband was associating with a music hall singer?

Mrs. O'Nedin.

Do you deny that you told it?

Well, I deny that I knew.

I saw Mr. Fraser at Foxy's music rooms and observed his interest in a certain party.

But I know we concluded all wish to give the impression that Mrs. O'Nedin...

Well, Elizabeth has found out that it's so.

And as a result, she means to leave her husband.

Leave him.

Yes.

Yes.

Well, I failed to see what all this has to do with me.

That, uh, marriage has been in the dolgens for a long time from what I gather.

I could whistle for a wind if it would help but a powerful...

Elizabeth mustn't be allowed to leave her husband, Mr. Fogarty.

A woman alone in England today is a woman damned.

My day, Mrs. O'Nedin.

How am I to prevent it?

By speaking to Elizabeth.

I speak to her.

She won't listen to me anymore, nor to anyone else in her family.

There must be someone in the wide world who's judgment she still respects.

And you think she will accept my advice?

She was expecting my child asked her to marry me, she refused.

Are you saying you don't care what happens to it?

That's an unfair question.

Well, this is all very difficult, as you know.

I mean, go east to Miss Emma Callan.

Well, if you don't want that marriage to run into squalls on its first day out, shouldn't you see to it that Elizabeth set fair on her course?

Please, Mr. Fogarty.

In spite of the fact she once spurned you, Elizabeth deserves something of you.

Hello, Goproix.

Hello, Goproix.

Hello, Anne. We were waiting on your return.

There's someone here I think you must meet.

Captain Lubbock.

Mrs. O'Nedin.

I haven't done Captain Lubbock this morning at the insurance office.

I was filing applications.

Until three weeks ago, Captain Lubbock was master of the P-brock.

I was a doctor.

I was a doctor.

I was a doctor.

I was a doctor.

I was a doctor.

I was a doctor.

I was a doctor.

I was a doctor.

Right, you, uh...

What the fuck would you take your time?

Oh, no, sir, that's my question for you.

We've noted your interest in the P-brought and everything about it.

Now we'd like to be told what you're seeking.

He's right too low, and he full-conceying that, shipping more water every day.

Or bound to get sweating this weather.

It's more than sweaty.

You come nice and quiet.

Now, Mr. Needon, it agreed me something wicked to have to put a fella master under restraint,

especially one as you could say he taught me the ways of command.

Last time I asked you what business is it of yours?

What's in those bales?

I've told you, blankets, beads and bibles.

Blankets that weigh a ship down.

Beads and bibles that smash the hatch cover.

I've known plenty of accidents like that in my time.

And a sharp crew, you signed on it.

Oh, they may not be the best sailors to live from over here.

I alone at that for what?

Oh, Bart, you mean, will he work well enough?

He knows what's in those bales.

I don't care what's in them bales.

Will you say guns may be or opium?

I've known some mighty respectable skippers around things like that and get no bad conscience from it.

He's talking about conscience anyway, I know yours well enough.

You never do anything discreditable just for money now, would you?

What's that? Money. More than as usual.

If I'm in need of money, Mr. Needon, you know well enough. It's not for myself.

It's a bad arrangement. I've heard of it before. Bigger feel than as usual.

Then you agree to forfeit a large part of it if you can't go to get in on time.

Compels the skipper to run through all sorts of weather.

Run risks.

You're afraid that if you was to go down there and open up one of those bales,

you'd find something to prove that the aunt was already stuck against you.

French botany. I want a wormhole.

I got it.

No sir. You've got something on your mind, see it now?

The P-broker coffin ship?

Yes, I'm a coffin ship. That's our fear.

Mind, it's only my opinion, Mrs. Needon. I make no direct acquisitions.

I don't understand what you mean a coffin ship.

I resign my command of the P-broker because I consider she was too old and too rotten

to put out into deep water anymore.

But there she is, halfway to Africa again.

Ah, and on a fast run too.

Are you suggesting that she isn't safe?

I'm afraid he's suggesting more than that, Anne.

He is suggesting that...

Suggesting what? Tell me please.

A coffin ship, Mrs. Needon, is one whose days of reliable service are long over.

But she's heavily insured.

So her owners overload her and order her to deep water trails for the insurance.

Well, what is it?

How the bleasy should I know?

Copper dross from the smelting worms.

Heavy.

Found on deck near the hatch cover. Just after that accident with the loading.

Well, it could have come from anywhere.

Come from one of those bales down there and I'll cover 90 sipping water like a sipping.

You know it.

I'm a master mariner and I'll get her back no matter what she's carrying.

They'll have their cargo, bibles, copper dross, whatever it may be, and I'll have my money.

To get my sister that place in the country where she can support herself.

Ah, the owners chose the right man for master here.

Thinking just like your owners want you to think.

But your sister and family, they don't matter your ship and crew matter here.

Your conduct's likely to prove wanton captain.

Wanton?

Batley captain.

Soaked as a fanny, a crazy old loon.

Can't you even sleep below in a night like this?

At least of all on a night like this, Captain.

Aye.

Because it's on the nights like this, the coffin ships go down.

And not right, Batley.

Night like this that the Mary Blanche went down, eh?

Oh, cover, man.

I've just remembered seven years ago the Atlantic run.

Mary Blanche went down and the owners claimed from complete loss from the insurers.

Only you survived somehow.

It was the rats.

Them rats in bales.

I've seen them come out from where they'd be nesting.

Just before she broke a sonder.

And inside then bales.

Go on.

I emboss where they should have been cut.

I embossed a sinkers hall.

The sea fair as friend, Samuel Plimso.

He wants a lion to be put around all ships, to mark a level above which they shouldn't be loaded.

To save lives at sea and prevent greedy masters from suicidal profiteering.

But what are we to do now?

We'll drown.

No, I...

He'll drown Robert. James'll drown.

Just head in love.

If you please, Mrs. O'nead in, I may be completely wrong about the people up.

But you don't believe so, do you, Captain?

But why would the owners let James take whole space?

If all along they knew they only wanted a sink.

There was space available.

It might have created suspicion to refuse.

My husband's as good as dead already, isn't he?

And there's nothing we can do about it.

Nothing.

Daniel, the maid didn't save.

I, er... I neglected to give a name. I thought it's perhaps Albert at home.

Albert doesn't spend a great deal of time at home these days.

He's busy working on his steamship and when he's not, he seems to refer Fox's music runs.

I know, and it was, er... it was that I came to talk to you about.

Indeed.

It seems something I said the other day when we met in the library may have caused you to make further inquiries.

Who told you that?

It was not my intention. I was...

Was it Anne?

Elizabeth, listen.

Answer me, please.

She's concerned for you and rightly so.

You can't leave, Albert.

Leave me through some chit of a girl at Fox's.

There's nothing to be together in your house about.

Shouldn't I be the judge of that?

Oh, these music-old girls, this kind of thing happens all the time.

Oh, yes. A wife should be tolerant and understanding of her husband's little weakness.

I know.

Men are all alike. You included, I suppose.

We're not talking about me.

Aren't we? Nevertheless, I should like to know.

You already know, Tania.

Wouldn't bother me with some little doxy.

Then why should I forgive a fault in Albert that I wouldn't have to put up within you?

It could seize your husband and I'm...

And that's all that matters to you, isn't it?

I'm married and therefore someone else is concerned.

Nothing to do with a correct and ambitious Daniel Fogarty.

Just the mother of his child, not to be seriously considered...

Now, why do you think I'm in if I'm not concerned for you?

Don't forget your hat, Daniel.

You've nothing to come back to this house for.

Baby, I have. My God.

Baby, I have!

One day, my girl.

One day.

I'll do just what you're doing, but it's two weeks or two.

What's that?

Give you a damn good thrashing.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

Right, lads.

Let's get out of here.

It's a license.

Take this and die.

There and there and there.

Keep it pretty stair.

We can make it run for you.

Into the wind.

We've never made it.

There's a lardess there to guide us.

Lads out to show us where the hazards lie.

I wish you were told he'd just hear the sound of your own voice there.

As good as Hammond into our companies already.

They didn't mean to.

I'm where they prepared.

Get here.

Get here.

Get him out.

Get him out.

Get him out.

Get him out.

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Then you must send again the P-broke, news of the P-broke.

Some ship returning, hall, may have signal noise at the lizard about it.

Or as the Paris telegraph.

And why don't you go away home?

Captain Lubbock and I can see to all that's got to be done here.

Yes, Captain Lubbock's being very kind.

And then if she's off the coast of Spain, as we suspect, when she's sighted, we'll get a report.

And if not, then...

Then we may never hear, may we?

You don't have to tell me, Robert.

I was a seafarer's daughter before I was a seafarer's wife.

A long wait.

Weeks.

Months even.

Before that bit of wreckage is sighted somewhere that says, playing at the ship in a crew in Omo.

The long wait.

It seemed like an eternity already.

I'm love.

Hold on, Pord!

On as you can! We're coming in close now!

Two damn close.

If you stay one piece long enough, Captain, I need a runner or a shore, sweedles along both.

Men don't drown so easy with rocks to cling to, Captain.

I think we're venting. Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, No!

Oh, no, no!

Oh, no!

Oh!

Oh, no, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh.

I think of that.

Captain Baines ran her into the shallows

before the timbers gave way.

All the men got ashore.

There.

James is safe.

RAD

James, NO!

He is a shit no worried.

She hasn't been launched yet that can sink me.

A caw in...

...Gen.

I...

I knew it was bad.

Worst for beings, though.

Mr. Bains.

Hi, any skin.

There's our any for you now.

You were so anxious to help them and...

...and you don't for them.

Sorry to say.

Here, any food in the house.

Don't, Father.

I...

All those tables you sent come to the intention of the insurers.

Such things do you know now there's to be a full-scale inquiry...

...until the sinking of the Peabrock with...

...Bains as master held responsible for the deliberate wrecking of his vessel.

But Mr. Bains couldn't have known she was a coffin ship.

He didn't want to know.

He was just thinking of the money for his sister.

You're not saying Mr. Bains is guilty.

The inquiry will answer that.

We've troubles enough of our own, eh?

Is there nothing we can do to help, Mr. Bains?

Sorry, I know people and you're only armen.

Each man must take up his own burden.

And God help those who didn't the strength, eh?

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