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Captain, what about it?

Shall we let them have a round?

- You'll fire when I give the word, Mr. Pitt.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Mr. Preston!

- Aye, aye, sir.

Give them a hail, if you please.

- Suggest they lower their colors.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Seor Captain, lower your flag!

It would be just like that Spaniard

to surrender and spoil our fun.

Perfectly possible, Mr. Pitt.

Once more, Mr. Preston.

You hear me?

Lower your flag!

One Ione cannonball

out of an entire broadside.

Very well, Mr. Pitt.

Show them how to lower those colors.

Aye, aye, sir.

Scott, teach them some etiquette.

Ready, men?

Lay for the foremast and fire on the uproll.

Aye, aye, sir.

- Canons ready for a broadside?

- Primed and ready, sir.

Fire!

Stand by to come about

on the larboard tack.

Go to your posts.

Gunners, stand by to rake her stern!

Fire.

Put out the fire.

Heave the dead overboard!

- Now hard at starboard.

- Starboard your helm!

The Spaniard's listing.

We must have hit it below the waterline.

Very good, Burke.

Cease firing.

It's cutlasses now, men.

We're going to board her!

A sharp edge, to cut the gold buttons

off the Spanish captain's doublet.

Nobody's to board her

before I give the word. Is that clear?

All right, Mr. Preston.

Haul into her hard over starboard.

Grappling hooks away!

Over the side, men. Boarders away!

- Your ship's sinking, Captain.

- Then we shall drown together.

Brave but impractical.

We English are a practical people.

I have no intention of drowning with you.

- The trumpeter. Quick, near the fo'c'sle.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Sound the surrender.

Hurry, while there's still breath

in your belly.

I congratulate you, Captain.

Very fortunate moment for the surrender.

You take charge. Muster the prisoners

and stack the weapons forward.

- To the main deck, men. Disarm them.

- Aye, aye, sir!

It's been a lovely day, hasn't it?

Take enough men, go below,

and free the slaves.

Aye, sir.

Matson. Come here.

Aye, sir?

You were very brave,

trying to take this ship single-handed.

Thank you, sir.

Brave but stupid.

By disobeying orders, you risked the lives

of the men behind you.

- Shouldn't you pay for that with your own?

- Yes, sir.

Take this man aboard the Albatross.

Have him put in irons.

But, Captain, I was only doing me duty.

You can't blame a man for that!

By the way...

I'd appreciate it if you'd pass the word

among the officers and men...

that I consider their conduct very gallant.

And yours especially, Mr. Pitt.

Thank you for convincing the trumpeter.

- Looks like a very rich cargo, Mr. Pitt.

- A windfall, Captain, sir.

- Gold, silver, and plenty of barrel stuff.

- Look sharp there, boys.

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