Hornblower: Duty

Make way.

So much for

the condemned man

Eating a hearty

breakfast, eh?

Pity that.

It's almost edible

for once.

Man:
is he ready,

matthews?

I think he's just

taking a few

Quiet moments

to himself, sir.

His last chance,

so to speak.

Forgive me, mr. Bush.

Just a bad egg

from breakfast.

There's nothing

worse.

Thank you for...

For agreeing to stand

there by my side.

I, uh... i...

I couldn't think...

of anyone...

Excuse me.

Man:
present!...

I wish you luck,

captain.

Man:
hello.

Hornblower:

i suppose you think

This is a bad time

to get married.

Well, in my opinion, sir,

There's never a good time

to get married.

But we are at war.

You think i'm acting

in haste?

Well, you've acted

in haste before, sir.

It usually turns out

for the best.

So there's no doubting

the depth of her affection.

She'll be a loving wife

and a loyal one,

Though not perhaps what

some might think of as-

The wife

of a captain.

So there is still time

to reconsider.

I've given her

my word.

[Softly]

all right!

With this ring,

i thee wed,

With my body,

i thee worship,

And with all my worldly

goods, i thee endow.

Officiant:
i pronounce that

they be man and wife together,

In the name of the father

and of the son

And of the holy ghost.

Amen.

Well, kiss her then.

Man:
present!

Thank you,

william.

Guard of honor,

3 cheers for captain

and mrs. Hornblower.

Hip, hip!

Hooray!

And one for luck!

Hip, hip!

Hooray!

Store your

cutlasses, men.

Take up the traces.

Woman:
you take care

in that thing!

Go carefully!

I'll see you

in a minute.

'Bye!

Men:
away!

I never thought i

would be so happy.

Oh!

Oh, horrie!

Brake now, sir! Beggin'

your pardon, brake!

Thank you then, men,

on behalf

Of mrs. Hornblower

and myself.

Hoorah!

Matthews.

Sir.

I hear they serve a decent ale in here.

Thank you, sir.

We'll drink to your

future happiness.

He was right there on

the admiral's bar.

Well, i never heard

of that one before.

I've dreamt of

this day, horatio,

Since i was just

a girl.

I've dreamt it would

be like this.

Yes, it's been...

It's been everything

i hoped for.

Mrs. Mason:
so you're not

married, mr. Bush?

And i believe

even your mother

Is enjoying herself.

Our mother, horatio.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

Our.

Do you think

every day

Will be as

wonderful as this?

Now that we're

as one?

Only it could be so.

Whoa there.

Admiral pellew, sir.

At ease, men.

Easy.

Quite the celebrations,

i see.

Sorry, sir.

Don't be.

Presumably captain hornblower

is still standing?

I'm sure he is, sir.

Good.

Well, perhaps you'd like

to interrupt the reverie

And tell him

i wish to see him.

Aye-Aye, sir.

Enter.

Ah!

Captain hornblower!

Well, well.

Many

congratulations.

Thank you, sir.

Is she pretty?

Yes, sir.

I believe she is

most handsome, sir.

You've lost weight,

man. Can she cook?

Yes, sir, but i'm afraid

my steward can't.

Yes.

Forgive me, sir,

but... might i assume

It was not my

wedding celebrations

That brought you here?

Your assumptions are

correct.

One of our ships

is missing.

The sloop

"grasshopper"

Was last seen

10 days ago

Patrolling this part

of the french coast.

"Grasshopper," sir?

That's captain

bracegirdle's ship.

Yes.

His last dispatch

referred to

Curiously intriguing

enemy activity.

"Curiously

intriguing. "

You haven't changed

since our days together

On the "indy. "

Mmm.

Since that last

dispatch, nothing.

Silence.

Find him,

hornblower.

And, uh... what if

the "grasshopper" has

Been captured, sir?

Or captain bracegirdle

is... dead?

You're a commander

now, sir.

You must trust

your intuition

As well as observe

and execute

Your orders.

I want to find out

what surprise boney

Is planning

for us.

[Knock on door]

enter!

Bush:

excuse me, sir,

But they're about

to cut the cake.

Captain hornblower's

presence is strongly

Requested by his

mother-In-Law.

Yes, indeed.

You sail on

the morning tide.

Mr. Bush,

you'll prepare

The "hotspur" for

sea.

Aye-Aye, sir.

You, you have

my permission

To sleep onshore.

But my duty is to

the "hotspur," sir.

Damn it, man, the "hotspur"

will have you soon enough.

Your wife will only have

you for the night.

You do as i say.

Aye-Aye, sir.

Use his sword, maria.

It's what the naval

brides in london do.

Oh, i just thought.

I trust he's given

that a thorough clean.

Well, he'll have done

his best, mum,

But french blood,

oh, is damnably sticky.

Long life and much

happiness to the wife

Of one of the most

promising officers

In the king's service.

Men:
here, here!

Has the health

of the happy couple

Been drunk yet?

No, sir.

Well, then,

may i do so?

Ladies and gentlemen,

may i ask you

To stand and join me

on this happy occasion.

May they never

know sorrow.

May they only enjoy

health and prosperity.

May the wife

be comforted

In the knowledge that

the husband is

Doing his duty

for king and country.

And may the husband be

supported in his duty

By the loyalty

of the wife.

Ladies and gentlemen,

The bride and groom.

The bride and groom!

All:
the bride and groom!

When you're on land,

Do you miss your ship?

I, uh... can't

deny it.

And when at sea...

Will you miss

your wife?

How could you ask?

Of course.

Everything ready,

mr. Prowse?

Aye-Aye, sir.

There will be nothing

for the captain

To complain about.

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