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Sail on the horizon, sir. Running west.
- You forget yourself, Doctor. - No, Jack.
- And William. - Sir?
Two points off starboard bow.
- Aubrey. - Hogg. Master of the Albatross.
- Barret. - Sir.
Captain knows this ship. He knows what she can take.
We've done it.
I'm sure of it.
We therefore commit their bodies to the deep,
But think on our share of the prize money.
I think it's a Galápagos beetle.
Let fly!
Hard a'larboard.
- Mr Allen. More smoke. - Aye, sir.
Tudor, Ellers. To Mr Allen.
The deaths in actual battle are the easiest to bear.
Long we tossed on the rolling main Now we're safe ashore, Jack
Well, good. Good.
Damn, he was good. Just came out of nowhere.
Even if we did catch up with her, I mean, to take her...
Indeed.
Were you to walk all day on the island, you might never come across it.
As you said yourself, you have to choose the lesser of two evils.
That's semenship mr pullings my god that's semenship
I know it sounds absurd, and were it from another man,
Higgins, the catling, if you please.
That's seamanship, Mr Pullings. My God, that's seamanship.
We're not going home.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
He leaned across the table, he looked me straight in the eye,
We do not have time for your damned hobbies sir!!
- Good luck, Will. - Good luck, Peter.
janny, take that anon below and clap him in irons
Hollom, you must make a decision.
- We must turn and fight. - But he has the weather gauge again.
Did God make them change?
I've always tried to say it exactly as he did ever since.
Do you not know that in the service... one must always choose the lesser of two weevils?
Mr Calamy, the lead, if you please.
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
They'll despise you in the end, think you weak.
Pass down a barrel of paint, please.
- He may well turn the tide. - Indeed, sir.
- Have they struck their colours? - I believe so.
- Close with him amidships. - Midships it is, sir.
For God's sake, Will, swim. Swim for the wreckage, Will.
What a fascinating modern age we live in.
- You sure, Mr Hollom? - Yes, sir.
Take your neck cloths and put them round your right upper arm.
We stand tall on the quarterdeck. All of us.
- And this framing is accurate? - Exactly accurate, sir.
That's all very well, Nagle. Got to get home to spend it, but.
I would choose the right-hand weevil.
- There's three lumps in there. - How kind.
When will the baby be here
Is that right?
Mr Blakeney.
- It's the Galápagos Islands. - The Galápagos Islands.
- Back to camp, sir? - No, to the other side of the island.
Xandys ticket, able seaman
Eckhart, leave that. Just come up quick and get some whaler's slops on.
He's causing it.
The first time that he spoke to me,
- What's this? - It's the phantom, sir.
Hid in that inlet yonder. Burnt our bloody ship to the waterline. Fucking pirates.
Making discoveries that could advance our knowledge of natural history.
Mizzen's gone. Hands to the taffrail.
Bluff above the water and sharp below.