Hold our hands, pick the quarters.

I'm not forgot.

Stand by this talbot bear one broadside?

In't it to please?

Captain Bush finds us on target?

This stops ready.

I allready fire, possessing Michael Redgrave see as Forester's Indomitable Man of the Sea ratio Hornblower.

Without.

I say that as a man gets older, he grows complacently.

There may be some truth in that.

But when I look back on the days when I was younger, I recognize myself as an impetuous and carefully young fellow.

Often impetuous, not always carefully, especially when I found that Captain Sawyer, master of the ship on which I served, was no less than a madman.

Mister Ormdar, Sir, mister Ornba.

What am I to do?

Though?

About?

What?

Well?

I keep getting punished with?

Torn doer?

I been beaten three times already.

There's no need to whisper, sir.

Aboard the ship everybody whispers for has no need to now.

But on the lowered rail, the wind carries every word.

Out over the water.

Yes, the water, what do you mean?

I keep looking at it, sir.

The water looks so peaceful, so quiet, and it would feel so good Sir, my skin burns from the marks of the cane, and I keep thinking if I was in the water, how cool and good, feeling well out?

And what possesses your man to talk like this?

I'm sorry, said well.

Ever since last Sunday, I keep dreaming, dreaming about death, Sir.

I dream about the captain reading the articles of war, and well, every time he comes to the word death, I see myself dead, Sir.

I'd as soon be dead.

They'll be a fool weller.

If any there was something could be done, or perhaps it is.

Listen, a group of us are going to talk to mister Clive for searching.

You don't breathe a word about this.

But if he will certify the captain insane, we can remove him from his command.

He can, he won't death certify him.

We shall see that the doctor or anybody else that they weren't there.

In meantime, I.

Dream so I didn't care why the Captain's just come on dick.

So yes, yes, mister Well, I'd say that that tackles seen to it once.

But to tackle, yes, get off to the ship's carpenter, and if the lions jam again next time we have a heavy blow we may lose a good deal of canvass eyes.

Ah, mister Hornblower, good morning, sir, Good morning sir.

You needn't try to dissemble before me.

Mister Hornbler, I have eyes.

I know when I'm being conspired against.

Well answer me, I I know of no conspiracy.

Where's my acting gutta, mister Harf, mister hall Is.

Sir, Yes, Captain Sawyer, sir.

That's good and prompt.

Mister Hobbs, one hill and you're at hand.

I'm glad to see that there are at least a few upon who's loyalty I can count.

Mister Hobbs.

You have your Latin can.

My cane right here, it is, sir.

Right, well, hold it out so mister Hornblow see it?

Do you see it, mister Hornblower, Hobbs make it?

Whistle eyes, sir, I see it, sir, Yes, and I warn you you may feel it, just as mister Wellard has.

You may feel it.

I'll have loyalty aboard this ship.

You understand loyalty if nothing less.

Ah.

So the days dragged on the captain ever more suspicious and dangerous, the crew sullen and slack because of every opportunity Captain Sawyer would play them against.

His officers, and that's for the officers themselves.

Doctor Cli, it's been difficult enough all of us contriving to talk to you this way.

You're the only one who can lend I have now.

Now Tellan Bush it's true enough.

I'm the surgeon.

But he's unfit to command, Mister Clive unfit?

I can't really say, mister bucklerm you know he is your first lieutenant aboard, the renowned mister Buckland, next in command to Captain Sawyer.

If I certify him unfit to command.

It'll put you in charge.

I know this.

Are you willing for me to take that responsibility?

Well?

I am.

I'd have to make out a report in writing, wouldn't I?

Yes, he would, of course he would, Clive, so would you and all the rest of us are Hornblower.

Now Bush, now why not talk about it?

Frankly, we all face the same problem.

All of us would have to face a court of inquiry as soon as.

Ever we made port.

It's the devil of it, Hornblower.

Gentlemen, may I suggest we've discontinued this discussion at once.

Aboard this ship.

There's no telling who may be spying on us.

The wake boiled behind us, and the wind stayed fair the West Indies.

We held no more discussions.

In a way, it seemed that each one of us was so afraid for himself that they couldn't risk being seen with someone else who might be suspected.

Then came one particular.

Afternoon, answer me about the ammunition locker.

So its lock was broken.

You did it some damage, didn't you, And going off watch you stopped to make certainly it had not yet been noticed.

I did not stop you.

Lie, you were seen.

But sir, you were seen by mister.

Hobbs, this good loyal man Hobbs.

He says, But ah, you cannot speak here, sir.

I swear to you I did no damage to any lock, and I swear I went directly below.

I never went near the part of supply.

So expect me to believe you.

Over, May I say one word you, mister Hornblower, mister Weller never went down to the gun dexer.

Be very careful, mister horn Blow.

True, sir, he went down this way by way of the stim companion with Lieutenant Bush and I were coming.

Up from our watch.

Went with Bush.

Lieutenant Homeblower's right, So you too defye me as well.

Eh, there's no defined sorry science, mister Bush.

Well Ard claims innocence and straightway you support him.

Be careful, be very careful, sir.

There are two of us as witnesses, and Hobbs must have been mistaken, mistaken.

Oh were you mistaken Hobbs?

Sir?

Why should I lie?

Ah?

Exactly, You've no reason at all.

You're lile.

It's these others well, are the silence, mister Willard.

You and these officers, officers always whispering, always talking.

Left tenant Bush, confess it you, Lieutenant Hornbler, you did not see Willard?

Did you you cover up for him?

Confess it, sir.

I did see it, and I also said, is all tarred with the same brush.

I'm not a fool.

Mister Hornblower is already on watch and watch.

But both of you shall now report to mister Buckland.

Had two bells, four bells and six bells.

Yes you too, mister Bush two bells, four bells.

That means every hour, every hour, day and night.

Now, as for you, young mister Willard, perhaps a few more strokes of the cane will teach you manhood.

You shall kiss the gunner's daughter, mister Willard, and I shall watch it.

To kiss the gunner's daughter is to be tied face downward over the muzzle of a gun, and to be whipped.

Well, I've made no sign, but to the rest of us in the wardroom, the whistle of the whip came cold and clear.

Stenman back then, we've got to do something and be punished by the captain.

Awakened every hour to stand watch on watch.

Oh well, a better off dead awakened every hour around the clock.

We'll dye ourselves.

He's a madman, Lieutenant Backland.

We've got to do something.

Client's got to declare him clive won't he won't lean something?

Something a meeting, mister Buckland in the middle of the night.

A man can die of exhaustion before we make landfall all of the whip like that poet.

Well, mister Wellard, enough, m mister Weller.

Please off one time he's alive at any rate.

Well, Lieutenant, yes, perhaps we'd best horned.

I am meeting a secret meeting, and the Lord protect us all often.

Now in my later years, grown old and gray haired, and granted many honors for my time of service, for his majesty.

Often I think how my career came within a hair's breath of being cut off while I was with a lieutenant aboard the Runan, waking up at night in the dark.

I often think of myself as I was then, in the middle of the night, in pitch darkness, at a secret meeting far below deck Lieutenant docton.

Who's that speaking form person as well?

So whatever we do, we'll have to do it quickly and sharp.

You mean, put him in irons.

Whatever we did, he'd call on the hands and they might follow him, and he'd follow him.

Right enough, hasn't he been toadying up to them?

Double rum every chimes?

He got rope beyond sundays.

I'd tell you, when iron's all right, we'll have our hands full, turning them into a discipline crew again.

All that enough, we'll get nowhere talking about what's gone by.

What's to come?

Is our problem?

I say, put him in irons, quick, quiet, not quiet in irons?

And what then?

What's that?

It's not rats?

Storm?

Well?

Odd?

Where did you come from?

The Captain's the captain's wick?

He wad down here?

Well?

Odd?

Which way?

Which way is Horndler?

The captain.

Which way is he coming?

I think by the steerage hatchway.

You came down ahead of him.

Yes, what's to be done?

Hornblower, For the love of Heaven, there's another way out of here.

Followed him the cockpit up through the.

Cable tear get followed all of your horn blowers right, followed the cable tier.

Bush.

You stay here.

What is it?

Hornblow and something in mind?

I don't know, but someone should keep an eye on the captain.

If you and I an well Ard move quietly enough, we can go up the steerage hatchway before the captain reaches it, and then we can stick to the shadows.

Let him make his way down here.

And once he's down here, we're safe enough and we'll be in a good position to help the others if necessary.

We can create some diversion.

Yes, yes, good, we'd best move quickly though, well Hard We well Odd bushwall Is well Ard.

Well Ard was gone.

He'd slipped away in the darkness.

There was no sign of him.

And suddenly I remembered Wellard's white face after he'd been whipped.

I remembered his face and how he spoke about the captain.

Bush are what at least there's a bit of light us be coming through the hatchway.

What's that came from directly ahead of us below the hatchway.

It's a body, Captain Sawyer.

Next several hours were busy ones.

Doctor Clive was called and he pronounced Captain Sawyer dead.

The body was brought up and prepared for burial.

In the morning, Lieutenant Buckland, the senior officer commanding, became acting captain, and on the quarter deck, by the light of the southern moon, I took part in a small disciplinary action.

It involved Webbard and the Captain's toady Hobbs.

It's not my place to remind you, sir, but didn't the captain give you orders?

Orders?

I to arouse mister Buckland every watch at two bells, at four bells, at six bells.

Hobbs, your insolent ay, sir.

The captain is dead.

His orders have been countermanded by Lieutenant Buckland, in particular that order and get followed, Hobbs.

No more nonsense from him, I will, sir.

I was only stopping to ask mister Weller the question or what question about how the captain died?

Sir?

What do you mean, well, sir, You see it was me rouse captain Sawyer in the first place.

I'd heard something down in the hold, and go on, I told him.

So he got dressed and gave me orders to call out the marines, and I never got the chance go on.

That's all, sir.

Only I was wondering.

It's most curious the captain should.

Trip and fall to his death.

Now mind did just trip all by himself and fall?

What I was about to ask, mister Wellard was where he might have been when it happened?

I?

I was, well, I there's no need to answer that, isn't there?

No Harbs.

Statements will be taken in the morning, not now go follow it, Habs.

That's an order, ay ay, sir.

Hobbs.

Oh, come on, give me that answer again, and this time properly, I archer.

Now I'm gonna get followed, mister hornber I, I.

Yes, what is it?

Weller?

My watch will be over in an hour.

It's m may I come down and speak with a minute.

Very important, sir, Well, i'd you he looked tired to death.

Why don't you get some sleep?

There?

Storm?

I killed the captain?

Now, well, ad I did?

I was at the stearing hatway.

I got very ahead of you and the others.

I t the ladder.

I was on the on the deck above and in the shadows.

Yes, but it was dark.

And then I saw the captain.

He came right past me in and leaned over the looking down sort of and I well, now listen.

I came up behind, and sir, he was there.

I was right behind it, right right behind.

I don't know what it was.

Well, you better not tell me.

Pull this up together, get your hammerck wellerd, well, i'd get you.

You're tired, you know you need some sleep.

We'll talk about it in the morning.

Tired days quite tired.

But mister Horn, I don't think I shall never asleep again.

I slept soundly, and in the morning I came on deck almost refreshed.

The sea was sparkling blue and green.

When the fair breeze filled the sails.

I joined Lieutenant Bush at the weather rail with the greeting that came near to sounding cheerful the.

Morning, mister Bush morning or blur.

Yes smells fresh, eh ah, that it does, fresh and free Bush.

I I can't help feeling sorry for Captain Sawyer.

Sorry.

Well, yes, I suppose sir, Yes, at the funeral service at six bells.

I suppose I shall pray as hard for his soul as any man social live.

Mister Bush.

Porler, yes, and I sirm uh Lieutenant back, and I mean captain.

And what is it say, gentlemen, we've lost young Wellard?

Huh?

My master at arms reported to be at eight bells.

There's been no sign of young Wellard.

His courters went stepped in last night, according to the lookout.

During the dog watch, he recalls a certain heavy splash during his turn a loft.

He thought it was a porpise.

You mean it was well up?

It must have been the sea was running heavy.

He must have been at the rail and lost his footing.

I shall report that he fell overboard.

What is it one blower about to speak?

No, sir, I haven't rested his soul.

Amen to that.

Funeral service for Captain Sawyer at six bells, gentlemen, we.

Shall say a prayer also for young mister Weller.

And in my heart I repeated, over and over a prayer that well I'd had fun not.

Only peace and quiet, but also mercy.

Horatio Hornblower, starring Michael Redgrave, is based on the novels by C.

S.

Forester.

Music composed and conducted by Sydney Torch, produced by Harry Allen Towers,