All language subtitles for The Onedin Line S2 EP12 (moviesbyrizzo)

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I'll wait no longer.

Oh, good-bye.

Look, you invite me to what you say is an important meeting all the way day.

I invited you nowhere. So Richard Lays have been invited. You were.

I had to send you a left, man.

Well, then, what does Sir Richard Lays have been wanting?

I don't know.

Nick, you've seen it. James.

Sir, I've been waiting for you.

I've been waiting for you.

I've been waiting for you.

Nick, you've seen it. James. So Richard.

Don't get up to my constituency near often enough.

Politics and business, James.

Ah, foggy here, Richard.

Richard.

Little Miss Callen, are you wed yet?

No, not yet.

No.

Would you like a seat, Sir Richard?

I don't know if you hear anything.

Shall we straight down to business?

Always one for the social graces only, then?

Never one for cant.

Oh, let's do business.

James, recently you bought a ship.

Ah, the Maria de Glorier, over is it.

Pay the price for her.

To raise which price, and I believe to purchase your new house,

you so sub-chairs to me.

Mm.

Or needing steamship chairs.

Ah, upon condition that Captain O'Neden should have first option

to repurchase them, should I consider selling.

Ah, through the firm of lawyers,

I have lately received the most favorable offer for them.

Lawyer.

From home.

An unnamed party.

That's opening off for you, man.

But don't you will.

Now look, if we're in competition for control of your needing steamship company,

we neither want some anonymous third party buying chairs.

And you want to sell them now?

The offer's too good to refuse.

Well, can you not wait?

The offer expires in two weeks.

Can you find so large a sum within that time?

No. I'll pay cash.

Look.

Ah, first option on those chairs.

I should have a sales to where they go.

You had first option.

There, er, is a way in which they could go to you even yet.

Oh, gosh. Tomorrow.

Do we need them here?

Oh.

You'll collect a large debt that's owed you?

What do you know about that?

You once mentioned it.

I made it my business since to inquire.

Last August, you delivered some ship blows of food at room for Paris.

Nine months later?

War.

Still, they have not paid you.

Neither will they pay.

There's revolution in Paris.

The government of France is not in Paris, but at Versailles.

Not two, but three armies presently in France.

They come in ours in Paris.

This, I.A.

And the Prash, the surrounding boats.

Set more than three armies to keep him away from his money.

Oh, Fogarty, it doesn't seem to me you have much more business here, so I'll, um, bid you goodbye.

Don't worry, I'll stop him.

See you later.

See you later, Mr. Fogarty's just leaving.

If you don't mind, Fogarty.

Very well, Sir Richard.

Oh, uh, we take care you don't pay too high a price this time, or need it.

I apologize for asking him.

Nomin.

What is it that you were approaching?

That you go to Versailles.

I want to arrange safe conduct papers that should take up clear to President Tiaff himself.

To what?

merely carry a letter to President Tia.

I'm but saying what?

I may tell you.

Just before you say it.

Oh, but you'd just be a damn nuisance.

There's antidote to me, business, base to sell the ship, and, well, it's not a pleasure trip, you know.

Oh, I shouldn't Elizabeth and I come.

Even if we can't be useful, we'd be in no one's way.

But what would be the point of it?

Everything can have been measured in pounds and shillings of profit.

Elizabeth and I must make an effort, and for that, I feel we need a total change of scene.

What about the Golden Nugget?

After all these months, you're just going to walk away from it.

And if plans are finished, we're out to stay around.

I'd only be in every body's way. There's no more I can do.

And Elizabeth hates the sea.

Elizabeth wants to come. We've agreed that we need a second honeymoon.

Back up with disaster.

Well, that's not your concern.

You know this trip could be dangerous.

Dangerous.

Cruising the English Channel.

Oh, I think not.

After landing me in France, she goes on to Jersey to offload a cargo of Haskell, pick up potatoes and then back to France.

Well, I've no room for passage.

Ah, well, Anna's promised is the Master's cabin.

Anne?

After we've landed you in France.

What's Anne? What's it to do with Anne? It's not my wife's decision.

What's not my decision?

James is refusing to carry Elizabeth and me.

James?

Well, there's no room for passengers.

Well, but it's not a passenger, it's your partner.

And by the company's articles of association, you cannot refuse passage to any director on any occasion.

Is that not so?

It is, isn't it?

James, Richard Laysman, stay here.

No.

Well, if you decide to sail with us, then remind Elizabeth to pack the salva lattelet.

That's a state paper, only, then.

Mm, not a facial state paper.

And it's not an English.

President Tiaq is not an English mother.

And it's a thought I'd do to Vanna.

Well, no time to take that letter. I must know what it says.

Well, am I not guaranteed enough for that?

No.

Oh, you want a careful man?

Well, I'm alive.

I should like to stay that way.

France is in chaos.

Paris is in the hands of citizens coming out.

Anarchists, some would call them.

And flights of civil war with the rest of France.

Well, they see that chance like everybody else, eh?

Are we debt France to be beaten by the Prussians for the sake of the balance of power?

Now, some of us feel that a weak, resentful France forced to enrich a strong,

newly united Germany by payment of 5,000 million gold francs in reparations.

But here may be sown the scenes of discord which could grow for 100 years.

Yes, but what does it say in the letter?

A offer of money.

Financial support to help pay the Prussians indemnity.

So that they will leave France as soon as maybe.

A government support?

No.

Individuals within the city of London.

And what else?

Yes.

Now, what else is under letter?

Oh.

A merely a strong suggestion that tier must urgently crush the rebellion in Paris.

Unless the Prussians use it as an excuse to reoccupy that city.

No, won't he want it to carry?

He will carry it.

If I deliver your letter, come back with the cash in two weeks' time.

Will you sell my shares back to me for the same price that you bought them for?

Very well.

If you succeed.

Remember the arrangement?

Yes, yes, yes.

Second honeymoon or no?

We'll pick you up.

Now, do not return after the 17th.

Now, wait my signal and come and pick me up.

Yes, dear.

My life could depend on it.

Oh, and that cargo potatoes don't sell it.

In fact, don't breathe a word about it.

People in France starving.

When I return, I'll sell it, Meg, and some property.

Don't forget.

Look at that.

Will he be safe in that little boat?

I don't know how he can stand the bobbing without...

Don't speak German.

I don't know how to speak German.

I don't know how to speak German.

I'll help you.

I'm not a very good spy, but good or bad.

Spies, a shot.

Look, I've told you.

I've told your toy soldiers.

They're my business.

I have a safe contact.

I'm by your minister.

I can learn the papers.

They can be forked.

If you can't tell the difference, it's a poor look out of the German army.

The German army will survive.

You.

So, you are an English merchant, a ship owner,

and you hope to see the president of France with a note.

Like a Buddhist?

You're a minister, a satisfactor to the nature of my business.

Now, I'm not bound to satisfy you.

I think you are.

And what is more, I am in a position to satisfy my curiosity.

Now, good health.

You should be reporting to your superior officers.

What is so secret about this?

It is important, yes, but not secret.

Confidential, and not addressed to you.

We do not wish to reoccupy Paris.

Louis Napoleon made the war and we have beaten him simply.

Now, Tiers is forced to pay 5,000 million gold francs,

and that is more useful than a city full of anarchists.

I have a question.

I'll answer now a question.

I said you are an unlikely person.

The note does not explain it.

Now, why does a man like you agree to carry it?

You have no right to hold me, and I'll answer nothing.

I think you don't understand your position.

This is a war, and I am a soldier.

I can have you shocked, and no one would even miss you.

Well, I'm English.

You'd soon find yourself in another war, and one that I doubt that you'd win.

On the other hand, I can hold you prisoner until this note,

and any private verbal message you have for Tiers is quite useless.

I told you, there is no further message.

Then why? A man like you playing messenger boy.

Well, because I got business on my own with the French government.

No, I'm about it.

Personal business.

A friend showed me money, and I wanted money.

Man, mmm.

Time for some chiplos of poop.

You're going to see the president of France with an Avertupe?

Yeah, I believe you. Good.

And I'm sure that the president Tiers will be delighted to receive you.

Well, then, let me go on my way.

Let you go. I shall speed you on your way.

Elizabeth?

Oh, go away.

That's what you'd prefer.

Albert?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Yeah.

I'm back.

I had such good intentions after so long.

You'll soon get your scene length?

I'm so cool. It's sick.

I'm afraid to make a bad invalid.

Cool.

Oh, you've a touch of fever, I think.

Oh, don't touch me. My headache's enough.

For pity's sake, just leave me in peace.

Jourse, you're out.

We make good times, Mr. Bainson.

How's Mrs. Fraser?

Where would this rather than dying, up and see, though she feels otherwise?

I kept it anything.

Mr. Yourse?

You have a letter for the president. Give it to me, please.

Well, let's not address to you.

I see all correspondence.

I don't know you. I don't know your authority.

It is adequate. I promise you. Give it to me.

I'd rather deliver it myself.

Why?

Well, no business matter to discuss.

You think the president of La France does business with personal?

Do you?

The president always sees the letter. Give it to me.

Well, he's read it. May I see him?

That's for him to decide. I can give no better annotating.

Please sit.

Thank you for not opening.

For nothing, then.

It must be an offer of money, a loan to help pay German reparations.

An unofficial loan.

How do you know that?

France is still rich, Britain is greedy, and business is business.

And I guess there is a condition to it alone.

That you should retake Paris as soon as maybe.

So if you're sorry, I'm talking all this out.

And now your business to negotiate terms?

No. No, just personal business.

What? A food for sale.

If your terms are fair, I will buy it.

I want to make a profit.

We do not expect charioté.

Well, I have a first shipload of potatoes bound for the app.

There to wait my signal.

I can supply two shiploads of food a week to any French port that you name.

Well, I will buy.

And since you're English, we need only to shake hands upon it.

Don't.

Cash?

Cash.

Well, there is another matter.

An account outstanding.

Some shiploads of food that I delivered nine months ago haven't yet been paid for.

Since before the war.

Who has heard you so long?

The French government.

Yes, sir, but we are in France.

How Paris?

Paris?

I cannot pay the bills of that city.

Paris is in France, isn't it?

It is not French. We are at war with that city.

One that you'll win soon enough, eh?

You can eat rats that mob.

Do you not know that the commune has passed a law suspending payment of all debts?

Not good debts, sir. Dead, dear.

You can't just disown a capital city.

Anyway, I'm not interested in politics.

No.

The politics of that mob could sit back very well.

Not mob, eh?

Your words?

We miss you.

A mob got out and bad them up.

Democracy, eh?

Have you ever seen a mob?

No.

It is a wild beast.

Men, women, children, old, shrieking, screaming, in a fancy mud.

Blesseding, whiteing blood, burning and killing and burning, all in and on, until the door of exhaustion.

Is it any move?

And now she's killed and met men.

That is the mob, which thinks you can go on itself.

Yes, well, I'm owed money, and if you want to do business with me, you'll have to pay me.

When Paris falls.

When each and every one of those commune hangs from every street corner and post.

Yes, you don't seem to understand. I need that money now.

Good.

Good.

Good.

I have a proposition for you.

Oh, what?

I want you to pay placement for me.

And return for what?

For the money you want, for the chance to have your debt paid to a server.

Go there, they may pay you.

But with the repair you are not, I will undertake to settle that account.

Go where?

Into Paris herself.

Paris.

No.

No.

You shook hands upon our business.

You are committed to it.

Not for thought.

Not take part in bribing, man.

Why not?

Not my war.

I hope you would say because it is contemptible.

Well, it's contemptible too.

To take it by may be, yes, but if it is of fact and refuse,

that is unrollable.

Oh, not go.

Don Bravsky.

You're a Slav?

Don Bravsky.

Polish, eh?

A Polish refugee soldier.

Now, me step of war for the coming.

That title is these small men, eh?

Look, you will carry the money with you.

But offer it, of course, only after you have negotiated with him.

I'll do no such thing.

How many times must I tell you in how many ways?

It's impossible.

Why?

Because...

Because I refuse.

Not your only reason, surely.

Don't speak French.

He speaks English.

So many of his revolutionaries were given refuge by your generous country at various times.

Would they be as generous to me?

Would they let me into Paris?

I will show you how.

But tomorrow.

I have to be in dear before the 17th, the signal marship.

I'm not going to Paris.

How do you feel now?

I want to die.

Don't be stupid.

You should have left me in Jersey.

The doctor in Jersey said you were suffering from nothing more than a slight fever compounded by seasickness.

I'm very sick.

If you ask me, you're making rather too much of it.

Well, if that's the best health and sympathy you can offer, please go away.

Perhaps I should.

You'll have to put me ashore in France.

Don't go be so childish.

Oh...

The Commins National Guard weekends daily.

They are without hope or order.

They wish only to defend their home around this month.

We have reason to believe that you may easily, one man, pass into Paris,

this way.

Yes, I see.

I'm grateful.

France will be grateful that you've changed your mind.

I haven't changed my mind.

Anyway, will the risk be increased by my carrying the money upon me?

The risk to me is increased.

See you?

Yes, sir.

You can't simply simply take the money in payment of your debt and running for debt, but that will not be possible.

You will be escorted to the Commins line.

Oh, I see.

It remains only for me to risk you Godspeed, Captain.

Look, let's stop this fast.

I am not going.

I have no intention of going, and there is nothing you can do to make me go.

Oh, yes.

Money to retrieve your shares in this shipping line with Nick Hugo.

I already have my money.

I've delivered my note to the President.

He's not...

He's not as not delivered.

President Trier has never heard of this note.

I will keep it until you meet Dombrowski.

Plus, we will remember your willing part in ending this world.

We will remember your willing part in ending this world.

We will remember your willing part in ending this world.

We will remember your willing part in ending this world.

Dombrowski, can you tell me where I can find a man called Yaroslav Dombrowski?

Yes, you.

You don't understand the word I'm saying, do you?

Here, where's your family, then, eh?

Your people.

What is your name?

No.

Come on, vous a palle vous.

Jean Paul, Missy.

Ah, well, Jean Paul, where's your father, eh?

A man, a man.

And your mother?

A man, a man.

But you can't tell me where I can find a man.

A man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man.

No.

Sit and call me now?

Oh, hi.

Eh, and an important one, member of the Committee of Public Safety.

I don't know the French for that, eh, commitee.

Ah, le commitee, desertes, public?

Ah, ah, that's the one.

No.

No.

An American Italian mister de le quis.

Oh, deux chilade.

Well.

Quiet, eh, eh?

Well, goodbye.

Um, of why?

Of, of, of.

Oh, of, of.

Miser m'oram.

Jushe, j'aris lef d'ombroski.

No.

No.

Miser m'oram.

Jushe, j'aris lef d'ombroski.

Tomroski.

Yes, no.

That's it.

Excuse me.

Um, j'aris lef d'ombroski.

What do you want?

What are you doing here?

There's nothing here.

Look, it's an empty house.

That's mine.

Look, you've no ride.

Look, I am.

You feel him better anyway.

No, I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm better anyway.

No.

I've had no food.

I have a fever.

I've reached some vomit for days and all I get from here both is disapproval.

Disapproval.

Well, it seems to me that we've been...

Albert particularly most elicitors of you.

Fushing.

Well, you've been sour complaining and unreasonable.

I'm on well.

I hate the sea and you refuse to land me anywhere.

Well, perhaps you can't land me in France,

but you've time in hand to return me to Liverpool and let me go home.

when still to come back more or less in time to take off James.

More or less. Very well.

You have been sick. I've made allowances.

It has been miserable for you.

But a suggest. Even to suggest that we leave James

at risk of his life, perhaps while he takes...

Perhaps they take sticks. At risk of his life, nonsense.

Well, it's only France, not heathen savages.

Anyway, James is an Englishman.

You could perfectly well take me back to...

Second honeymoon. Yes. Perhaps your last.

You spent yesterday trying to look for a friend.

You spent yesterday trying to locate Dombowski.

Why? May I inquire your name?

I have very little time. Mess you. Captain.

You have even less. You speak excellent English.

Are you a member of the Committee of Public Safety?

I am. Oh, well, then you'd have done just as well.

Huh? Well, Dombowski, it's the only name that I knew.

Look, I have explained all this. I'm imagined in Paris.

I'm after some payment of some money owing to me for some shipping.

You are all they did. Yes, since nine months.

Which you have come to Paris to collect since it has not been paid.

Ah, that's right. And yet you have a satchel full of money.

That's mine. It is useless to lie.

I have no doubt that you are here to bribe the late Minister of War

into a surrender to Versailles.

What is your name? I am Felix Pierre.

Well, Mr. Pierre, my papers were taken from me.

But if you was to look through the bus, he is no longer Minister of War.

You shot him too? No. Not him.

He has merely been replaced by the recluse.

You know how tempted bribery has failed.

Until the clues.

You are now a hostage. You will be executed with the others.

Oh, no, Kate, this is secret.

And when I'm not just a scothenate of office.

Oh, they will hear, I promise you.

Versailles has already been notified of your capture

and that you are a hostage under sentence of death.

Hostage in Paris under sentence of death is a spy.

What are you doing? I'm going to Paris, of course.

She's going to Paris. Oh, what nonsense is this?

Not an nonsense. I'm going to Paris.

No, me dear. No. What could you possibly achieve?

Back in bed for his life. I can tell them, prove to them that he's not a spy.

What else can I do? I can't stand by waiting for them to kill him.

Man, listen to me. It's not possible for you to travel to Paris.

They'll not kill him. A hostage, it's said.

Well, spy or no, spy. Why else take hostages?

The call me now will shoot him. You can't go. It's impossible.

All you would achieve is jail and a death sentence for yourself.

Elizabeth, right, it is impossible. It's impossible.

I should do nothing. I'm going and that's an end to it.

No, Anne. No. I'm afraid, Anna. I must forbid it.

You know right to forbid it. Right or no, I do.

No sailor from this ship will row you ashore. I shall make it an order.

I am forced to say that I admire your spirit, anyway.

Give me a horse and an escort.

A horse? People are starting all over France. Horses are eating in France now.

Then I shall walk. I must return you to your ship. I shall not go.

You in go? I can spare escort for that. I am sorry.

If you return me to the Charlotte Road, I shall simply leave again.

And again, until I pass your centuries without being apprehended.

My admiration for your spirit and my sympathy for your predicament

to not extend to allowing you to expose yourself to danger.

That is my choice, sir.

That it is not. You are a lady and even your husband would not

I am sure thank me for allowing you to behave otherwise.

That's nonsense. I shall try again and again to go to him.

In that case, I cannot return you to your ship, of course.

Thank you. And a horse?

Miss, understand me. I mean that I cannot allow you to run wild through the ship.

You cannot prevent me. Oh, yes.

If you do not give me your word now to make no further attempt,

then I shall most forgetfully be forced to detain you here.

Here. And arrest for your own safety until your husband has been shot.

For your own protection.

I am a revolutionary and a journalist. You are a spy.

What do we have in common?

Just like of time-wasting talk.

We know the meaning of worlds. Worlds can kill.

Did you know that?

One world will kill you tomorrow.

What world?

A world which you have been phoned out until now, probably.

That world is donating your name among those hostages who will be executed in the morning.

I see.

Do you think of death?

I imagine not as much as you do.

Think. Now.

I won't bother.

No.

I doubt you indulge in midnight chats with all your victims.

We do understand each other. One stroke of my pen and your name is crossed off his list.

Would you like that?

Yeah. It's possible. I say no more. It might be possible.

What are your politics?

I've known.

That is impossible. Everyone believes something. Some hope.

A philosophy made it to make life a little bearable. I must know yours.

Hmm. I'm not very subtle.

I believe a man should stand on his own feet. Let nobody. Politician. Nobody.

Make decisions for him.

You are a spy for no nobler reason than self-inticed?

I'm no spy.

I believe in the need for violence revolution. So we may rebuild a socialist state.

I welcome hate and violence. I embrace anarchy and bloodshed because otherwise

greedy and uncaring liars like you will tolerate any injustice for the chance one day

of standing atop the dung heap.

Does that strike no response in you?

What reply would you like?

Would they give me none but the truth in this?

Then no.

Your highest ideal is self-inticed?

Awful.

Excellent. I can use you.

You came to bribe them Brodsky.

You will bribe another man instead and Versailles will be as pleased with you.

You're free.

I'll give you your money. Go and we shall see.

He is the new Minister of War. Shall the day close.

How do I find one man in the whole of parts?

This will tell you we have to find him. The woman there is his little friend.

Not to succeed. You'll have to give him some romantic reasons, some idealistic excuse to take your money.

But he will. He will. And then I shall have his head. His or yours.

What are you waiting for?

Go. Go.

You have no right. I have the power. It is dumb.

That's arrogance even from oppression.

God, George, George. We are British. Not defeated French.

And not subject your arbitrary whims.

How or needing is detained for her own protection.

I'll protect her. And does not require German force of arms.

It seems it does.

And what do you mean by that? If this lady was under your protection, it seems to me that you have...

Go back to your ship, sir.

And when will Lisa endure course?

I shall not. I require satisfaction.

I think we mean different things by that one.

To question me, honor. Go back to your ship. The lady is in my protection.

And you'd better explain what you meant by that slight in reference.

I'm a dit and nasty. I am military commandant.

Now girl, I should have you removed.

Explain. If you... This...

I do. You'll be British. You see nothing but shillings and kids.

I see that a man whose honor and duty it clearly was to watch over a woman distraught with fear for her husband.

You have failed, sir. And you have failed miserably.

Is yours?

Madame...

...Suman?

Who? You're my own son, ma?

Who will you and Charle promise you?

Oh, no. Well, I might.

Do you know Charles de Cluse?

Very Cluse.

Yes.

Could you get a message to him, please?

Come home, Pa.

Um...

A massage?

Tell him that he mustn't come here...

...in a faux pas, come here.

Pah, you see.

No. In a by see.

Fau pas, you see.

Fau pas?

Eil aresaux.

Oh, yes. A very good reason.

How many mamma's you make?

Shillings.

Shillings.

Shillings.

Miss. Shillings.

Do you live here?

In this hotel?

Um...

...Bou resté.

Ah, we sem amissant.

Oh, we are first on board with you, too.

Shillings.

This is your mother, eh?

Erm, er, mare.

Er, we?

Ah, the roughly speaks in English.

Shillings.

Hello.

Theook's here.

And it's time to leave.

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

Yeah.

Oh, come on.

My dear.

Seventh.

He coughs.

I'm gonna eighth quarter.

What can he do?

Say, Poll?

Say, je ME née,

de plotted!

That would be completely confused.

Pleasure.

You seem connection so Dad.

I see you there,

Hey,

I'll but should have been backed by now.

Hi ma'am. I'm afraid you're right.

They must have arrested him.

Well if they have man, uh, little we can do.

I don't agree Mr. Baines, we must do something.

I think we should-

No ma'am, it's more than my life's worth to allow you ashore.

Mr. Baines, if my husband is in danger-

No ma'am.

Listen, I have a plan. I think it might work.

It's you. I'm Charles De La Cruz.

Oh, you speaking, Miss eh?

Jean Paul said an English man was asking for me.

Yes. Well I tried to make them understand, but I couldn't.

I wanted to warn you not to come here.

Oh? Why? Who are you?

Oh, Erniedon, Captain Erniedon. You're in danger. Great danger.

Of course.

Of course.

He's dangerous to be alive these days.

Hmm.

Do you know, uh, Felix Pia?

Actually.

Well, uh, he spared my life.

Then you are unique.

On condition that I came here to bribe you.

I've me.

To do what?

Into surrender to the Versailles.

Mr. Tripp, if you did, he'd have you arrested.

No, he will have you arrested.

Oh, that risk is a little further off. Before then...

Maurice will have fallen.

Yes.

Why do you tell me these?

Would you self-het risk for perfect stranger?

I'll not give him to noble justice.

But you can't.

Leave the man to his death, can you?

Hate and fear.

They shot the Archbishop of Paris, the nunas, and many others.

The twillarees on fire, the Ministry of Finance burns.

The Roux-Garl is a sea of flame.

Fire, death, blood.

And he's still not enough for them.

They mistrust even me.

Well, you'll be born.

Don't leave. They are not quite wrong.

Today, I have promised the United States Minister that I will try to get out of Paris

to ask the Prussians to intervene and end this senseless slaughter.

Well, Ivan, Ivan...

Ivan, I'm not a

...to ask the Prussians to intervene and end this senseless slaughter.

Ivan, Ivan...

Ivan, I'm not a

...to ask the Prussians to intervene and end this senseless slaughter.

Ivan, Ivan...

Ivan, I'm not a...

...to ask the Prussians to intervene and end this senseless slaughter.

Ivan, Ivan...

...I do.

I'll go out, child.

I'm going to get you.

It's not me.

It's not me.

It's not me.

It's not me.

It's not me.

I'm going to get up!

No!

What is the meaning of this?

I have come to offer for their freedom.

Oh, to offer what?

I have come to offer for their freedom.

Oh, to offer what?

I have only one thing to offer, Obesfon Branca.

The potatoes!

James would be furious.

This fellow?

Me, no, Ivan.

Me, we, su de salo, de fu.

Tousquis a férté, su salo.

He says those men are pigs.

I don't think so.

They're only frightened, suspicious, and as tired as I.

I brought them to Eid, and they were going to die.

For what?

Why?

When the brave words are all said, why?

This story remembers only victors. The victors are always right.

Holy salova!

He's always a tiresortuar.

Shout the littluse.

He's strange.

The heart.

Of all the women in Paris,

she is one to think revolution wicked,

and revolution of his fools and wars.

And if she doesn't think I'm foolish or wicked...

I thought you lied down and rested for a while, eh?

There will be rest in our ferrisuit.

President Breyer, I want to know...

What is the good of an unsuccessful revolution?

Not the man to ask.

You should I ask.

Fluance, moussel,

vigo du val.

Dead.

All dead.

I could ask for sine.

They leave, they're still killing men, so they must know why.

Why?

I used to know why.

For quite a while, I thought.

For justice.

Because it was unsupportable that a man could be killed for saying what he thought.

Because an emperor could jail a man because he wrote something unpopular.

Because a man must have a right to earn through.

Earn enough, at least, to feed and crow these family.

Because, because, because.

Chief Parleto.

And I always did.

A Capitan.

If I, if I and I don't know why.

And shooting has become very near.

It's you.

I aimed talking to a stranger.

I don't even know why you came to Parle.

I came to collect it.

Then sufficient reason.

I think it is time now.

No!

What the fuck is your pick on it?

Honeybald's getting way off!

Come here!

Put this on!

Go! Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

No! No! No! Land! It's not our war.

No! No souls only!

No souls only.

No souls only.

A war that should never have been fought.

Some ideas must be fought for.

Oh, really?

Good.

And a right idea.

Of a way of winning with out bloodshed.

Without having to climb over corpses.

No.

I wish I'd had no part in it at all.

Conscience?

You develop a conscience, James, what then?

Well, then.

You'll have no need of me.

You'll have no part in it at all.

You'll have no part in it at all.

You'll have no part in it at all.