Horatio Hornblower - Damaged Lydia Heads For Panama

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Call all hands, beat the quarters.

Now I'll figure out standby is turbo better.

One broadside in order to please get in bush.

Point of some target.

This stuff's ready.

I saw it, I see it.

There's that Michael Redgrave at CS Foresters in Dominable Man of the Sea.

Horatio Hornblore.

In all my years at CS Foresters before and since that memorable time,

I do not remember being so utterly weird as I was after the Nativity Dad plunged

burning under the surface of the deep Pacific.

Accumulated strain of planning and fighting reaction had worn me out so that I sank almost

thinking to hammer chair on the deck, slept as one drug.

It was the sun lifting clear of the horizon and blazing into my face that finally woke me.

What is it?

Of course.

Good heavens.

Right, slept all night.

Good morning, sir.

The wind's back round about holding our course close whole.

Good morning, Mr. Wood.

It's a miracle we can hold the course at all.

Look at that ringing.

Splices everywhere on our bare sail without soft holes in it.

Yes, sir.

You know, it's a tattooed old bag of them, but our makeshift,

Mr. Master, it's still standing, sir.

Those decks are still furrowed and grued with shot.

The seals are back with powders.

The 18 pounder shot off bedded in that bit of tough oak, sir, and went.

Nevertheless, you've done wonders.

I might have done more, sir.

But the members are exhausted.

I had to send as many below as I could to tell the truth, sir.

There's more dead objects than living.

I almost fell to come to that, Mr. Bush.

What is the butcher's bill?

Pretty heavy arm fracture.

I've cut it on a bit of paper here.

38 tubes, 75 wounded.

All missing.

They were in the launch when they did a dead shot.

He didn't sunk it.

All the same, sir.

How long go mad when they hear of your victory?

It's an every day that a frigate seeks a ship of the line.

Ah, Victor, Mr. Bush.

Master, remember to give you all the credit you deserve in my report.

Well, I shall go down and visit the wounded.

You'd better get some rest, sir.

Lady Barbara, I'd forgotten our passenger.

Is she still in the roll-up?

Oh, sir, I know, sir.

I do visit the sea.

Well, my steward will look after her.

If high-born ladies use their position to force themselves

into fighting ships, I must be prepared to face the consequences.

I'll tell you the truth, I was a little uneasy at my neglect of Lady Barbara Wilson.

But I'd had much on my mind.

The load decks, and they all up, the scene was like an inferno.

It was hot and airless, and the four flickering oil lamps

added their smell to the stench of builds, powder fumes, and sick men.

Here, 75 wounded men,

who crammed together, groaning and sobbing,

gas-feeling, vomiting, and the care of the incompetent lorry,

who might appoint it certain when I own certain had died.

Thank God, you come, sir.

Well, I've come to make you assume their responsibility is not to relieve you of them, Mr. Lorry.

Now, come round with me and make your report.

I'll end this, ma'am.

Good heavens, Lady Barbara, what are you doing here?

Good morning, Captain.

I am sponging the poor man's throat.

But, but, but,

tenderly, the wound, it is a man's job.

Filthy work of a hospital to start fit for women.

Now, don't do that. Go away from here.

Go on deck.

Please understand me. I am not attempting to be noble,

but there has worked to be done in the team's service,

and if nobody else can do it, a whirly must.

If one of my brothers can go to an Indian and another can fight the marauders,

I can do my part.

Look at this man.

He has a great splinter of wood under his skin.

It ought to be extracted at once.

Yes, certainly ought.

Mr. Lorry, are you ready to extract this splinter?

Well, ma'am, I don't be a fool, ma'am.

If you will not do it, I will.

I will see that it's animated to Lady Barbara,

but please go on deck.

I should do nothing of the kind, Captain.

I am going to help.

But,

oh well, as you will, ma'am.

Lorry, where are your instruments?

Wilson Hudson, bring a stiff dot of rum and stand by the whole Williams.

Now, Williams, we are going to get that splinter out of you,

or you'll die,

but it's going to hurt you.

The sun shining, birds are singing and all feels right in the world.

Until the season changes, and suddenly you lose your motivation to get out of bed.

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The fortnight which elapsed before we rounded Cape Mala was a grim period.

Unfortunately, the weather held fair.

Had we met girls, I could hardly have kept my leaking battered ship afloat.

Although some of the men began convalescent under Lady Barbara's care,

gangrene, shock, and exhaustion was imposing upon me the daily taskings,

sliding hammer-grabbed bundles overside into the blue Pacific.

It's a flagship cockpit, sir.

I could use spare of them over to stick the low.

Mr. Galbyser.

Now, Grace, Mr. Bush, I thought he was improving.

So he was, in spite of the knowledge surgery,

that her leadership's worried about him now.

I'll go and interview him.

Oh, Captain, I'm so glad you've come.

I don't think he's going to last much longer.

I'm sorry, Lady Barbara.

I'd hope that he would despair as he comforts me.

He is the least, he can time his mother.

Well, it's good to hear your hand mother, it's all too hard.

Don't get me to hear it.

I'm here, darling.

Don't get me to hear it.

It's light beyond.

Poor, poor.

A good boy.

God grant you his final light.

Amen.

Well, Lady Barbara, come away, please.

Upon death, the sun is shining.

He just looks sad, Captain, it is not fair.

He was only a lad, he was not ready.

I did not mean for you, there would be many more such scenes.

Lady Barbara, if I resented your presence on this ship,

if I sold that resentment to them,

I humbly apologize.

I'll screw it up to different thing.

It is nothing to forgive.

Let us go, isn't it?

Wait, Captain, we're inside of land.

Yes, ma'am, we're just inflicting the Gulf of Panama.

The land on the port by our is the Pearl Islands.

Save.

Two, five, two, one, now.

Do you remember that?

I saw it.

He looked like the coast on the river we met before.

He run and gel into us, sir.

Is he a Spanish craft captain?

He is, kept in Manuel Diaz, commanding.

Was this same log that brought me the news that Spain was now our ally?

And you're letter requesting a passage on this ship.

Oh, it seems a hundred years ago, instead of for two weeks.

And now here we are almost back in Panama,

which I thought never to see again.

I would prefer not to see it, ma'am, especially if the yellow fever still rages now.

Yes, if I don't have refit and provision, the ship will sink under my feet.

If you're setting a boat over there, it looks like the same officer we met before.

It is, I recognize him.

Well, he should be pleased that we have accomplished our mission and destroyed the Nativity Dad.

Stand by, he's coming forward.

Good morning, good morning, Captain.

I touched their excellencies, enjoying the best of health.

Thank you, yes.

I see from the damage and the wounded on your deck, that your fine ship has been recently in action.

I hope that your excellencies are good for you, me, me, Captain.

Well, we thank the Nativity Dad, if that's what you mean.

You think I did?

It's completely destroyed.

Yes.

Oh.

Then, sir, I have a letter to give you.

No, no, no, that is not the one.

This is letter, sir.

Thank you.

Uh, you are aware of the contents of this letter, sir.

I answer.

And I take it from your hesitation that had I not sent to Nativity,

but that you would have given me the other letter.

May I ask the contents of that one?

I have no other letter for you, sir.

Indeed.

And so, by this document, I am prohibited from dubbing I encode or entering into any port of Spanish

America, the Vice Royalty of Peru, the Vice Royalty of Mexico, or the Captain General,

the New Granada.

Can you explain this most unfriendly behavior on the part of the Vice Royal?

I would not presume to explain my master's actions, sir.

Whatever I think of this action, it's not compatible with the dignity of a British officer

to ban give words with you about it.

I come from the Stairmaster.

I will call it no port on the Spanish men.

Please convey to his excellency my lifeless sense of gratitude at the courtesy

with which I have been treated.

And my pleasure and at this further proof of the good relations between the governments

of which we have the good fortune to be subjects.

And now, sir, I have much to attend to.

You have my permission to return to your seat.

I demand hope to, while the lugga filled away for Panama, too busy with immediate problems

to indulge in bitterness against the Spanish.

At a pinch I could make my stores last out until I reached Centre Lina or Gibraltar.

But there was no hope of facing the storms of Cape Horn with my ship leaking and

jury rigged.

Still nine heavens, Mr. Bush.

This place seems very suitable.

Aye, sir.

Nice for the job.

Lucky we found this channel between the mountains.

Look, sir, right ahead.

It shows to a bit of peak.

It's cold in Sam, too.

It'll be excellent for carining.

Except for the heat.

There'll be no escape to that here, sir.

The mountains could offer breeze and reflect the sun, too.

Oh, it's like I'd have so much help to reflect the best of it.

We're lucky to have found such a place.

And now, Mr. Bush, time is important.

We must work like surgeons to make ourselves secure before the Spanish is discovered

or hiding those call back the cousin.

We'll anchor here while you and I go ashore to explore.

My works, sir.

Each and every young girl, no human foot is ever caught here.

I imagine not.

But let the escorts keep a sharp look.

I'd never the list.

That's the last of the vegetation.

Now, the sharp scramble up these rocks.

We shall have a viewer of the whole bay.

As I talk, Mr. Bush, these headlands make a natural fort.

Two of our 18 pounders up here,

and no ship shall dare to approach through the channel.

18 pounders.

How'd you say this?

Well, hey, wait.

Two other beasts.

Yes, rigging tackles and swaying them up here in this heat should keep them in.

And news, until we're ready to lay the ship over and begin as early as work.

See to it, Mr. Bush.

This is serious work.

Aye, aye, sir.

It was work, work, work.

Match and name, until we were all dropping with leaders.

When all repairs to the ship were done, she had to be loaded again.

The guns brought aboard and the rigging re-roathed and set up.

But when I showed one's more on the deck for the storm ship,

and he's near on the broadside which could fire,

I was happy again and could stamp my fingers at every standard and the Pacific.

In all these weeks of labor, I'd had no time to spare for Lady Barbara.

But her smile was she crossed the deck to me and showed that I was forgiving for my neglect.

Give me your hand, Captain.

I congratulate you on having achieved so much in so little time.

My cabin is modestly comfortable again.

You've made the ship like you.

Thank you, Lady Barbara.

The man that worked well, it's, uh, uh,

it's heaven to me to think that we're to see again before night.

You are a very fine sailor, sir.

I doubt if there's another officer in the King's service who could have done all that you have on this forehead.

That would be so, ma'am.

I've done my duty.

England is your daughter.

I should try to help see the ship monitor that book.

Thank you, ma'am.

Pardon me, ma'am.

Have that car straight to the bottom of the cafe, ma'am?

Use it on the obstacles there.

That's the point.

She was almost human, for a while.

Well, Mr. Gerrard,

H.C. at last.

Yes, Mr. Bush.

And homeward bound, if the room was a true.

Lost that lugger.

Twice we met her, and twice she's brought bad news.

What is it now, I wonder?

She's making for us anyway.

Ah, here comes the captain.

Captain Diaz, lugger, how you doing, sir?

I hope it's not more trouble, Mr. Bush.

I'm finding it increasingly difficult to remain civil to that young man.

Here comes his boat.

Good day to you, Captain Diaz.

Have you brought me some more innable letters?

No, only to see you, sir.

I congratulate you on the amazing difference in your ship since I was last aboard.

How are you able to affect such repairs?

I know you have not been in the port.

British Navy has a text, but small heed of such trifles as a refit.

Oh, to what do I owe the honor of your visit?

I wonder, sir, whether you would honor me by visiting my ship.

I should be able to show you some new interest,

which would demonstrate our ability to continue without your assistance.

What is it, Mr. Chairman?

I would prefer to surprise you, sir.

I assure you I intend not to retire.

Also, my lugger is within the range and your guns could sink it with a single broadside.

You are not that safe, you within the hour.

Your office is near open fire.

Don't go, sir.

I shall visit the lugger, Mr. Bush.

Send the cutter after me to bring me back.

Aye, aye, sir.

I refused to lower my dignity by displaying an undue curiosity about the surprise awaiting me.

He led the way to the foredeck.

And there, in the blinding scorching sun,

chained by the waste to a ring bolt,

with ions on his wrists and ankles,

half naked and holy filthy.

You have already had the pleasure of meeting his excellency Don Foulyan,

Maria de Jesus, the Alvarado, Imoctezuba,

who caused himself to your might.

Hell, supremum.

The half-mad fanatic was rebellion against the Spanish.

I had been sent to assist and against who might be in order to turn when the Spanish

should become our allies.

Bloodthirsty, despot the way was it.

It troubled me to see him last.

You're not this kept an old law that I wear these chains.

It is a women's man.

Do you not think they set off my fear, God?

Yes, yes they do.

We are on our way to Panama, where I shall mount the front of the world.

They speak of the gallows awaiting us on the bastion of the citadel.

That will be the front work of my front.

Golden, it will be, with diamond stars and a turquoise booth.

Only else the primal is left to govern from his golden throne.

His throne.

Shenz, these are chains.

Why am I chained?

I am my king.

No, God.

Shit, I'm using God to tell you to not.

Oh, he will sometimes struggle and shout for 24 hours without stuff.

I'm using Captain D.F.

This is going to be cruelty.

There's a shame to you as a stain to your nation.

You mean you're going to hang in matters he is?

With no chance of making his peace with God?

No, God sees the rebels must have.

Your Excellency must know that this will his eye too.

Then for God's sake hang him as he's torturing it.

We are very glad you've returned, Captain.

I hope you've promised the prize with a pleasant one.

Oh, how to try for a man.

These simple things, you know, amuse these standards.

I...

Something is troubling you, Captain.

You look pale.

Pardon me, ma'am. I must go below.

Oh, God.

No.

Please.

Horatio Hornblower, starring Michael Redgrave,

is based on the novels by C.S. Farrister,

music composed and conducted by Sydney Torch,

produced by Harry Allen Towers.