Master And Commander: The Far Side Of The World Page #2

No one would call her old.

She has a bluff bow, lovely lines.

She's a fine sea boat, weatherly, stiff and fast.

Very fast, if she's well-handled.

No, she's not old.

She's in her prime.

We can patch up the main and mizzen.

Foresail's gone, so we'll bend our spare.

Mr Lamb is confident with basic repairs.

We can get home as we are.

We're not going home.

But to refit we need a port,

and the Acheron may be still looking for us.

We can refit at sea.

Here, where it shoals.

As you said, Mr Allen, she is taking the war to

the South Seas. We are supposed to stop her.

But, sir - with respect - she's a vastly

heavier ship. She's out of our class.

She could be halfway to Cape Horn

by the time we're repaired.

Well then, there's not a moment to lose.

Is it true they put the last stitch

through your nose?

What do you mean?

Joe said when you die, they stitch you in your

hammock with the last stitch in your nose,

just to make sure you're not asleep.

Not through the nose. You'll tell them?

It's all right.

It's just the laudanum speaking.

I've never seen a braver patient.

Poor darling.

Never mind, soon have you fixed up.

I want good work now.

I'll need two men into the starboard

fore channels. Roberts, Chadwick.

That's nice work there.

Repair won't do here.

I need these replaced.

Mr Calamy. There's something

might interest you here.

Look. The captain carved that.

When he was a mid, no more than your age.

He's known this ship man and boy.

He says there's enough of his blood in the

woodwork for the ship to almost be a relation.

I do understand your point, Mr Allen.

Your knowledge is beyond question.

However, a week in the Brazilian rainforest

looking for a new mast simply will not do.

The Acheron will be halfway to China.

Mr Lamb, as always, will do his best. Which

is all I can hope to expect from any man.

Is them his brains?

No, that's just dried blood.

Those are his brains.

Physician, he is.

Ain't one of your common surgeons.

- Can I have the coin, please?

- Sir.

He wouldn't look at you

for under ten guineas on land.

And he knows his birds and beasts.

You show him a beetle

and he'll tell you what it's thinking.

Back to work, you loafers!

Eckhart, use your pipe.

Let's get on with it, gentlemen.

You're not a pennyweight of use

gawpin' here!

Still hasn't said a word, sir.

Lord Blakeney. Feeling better?

Much better, thank you, sir.

Well, good. Good.

The doctor told me

you were fond of reading, so I...

It has all of his major battles

and some fine illustrations.

Thank you, sir.

Did you ever meet Lord Nelson, sir?

I had the honour of serving with him.

At the Nile. A great victory.

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