The World in His Arms

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A hundred Dollars for the sturdy men

who sign aboard the Golden Clipper.

Come on, let Shanghai

Kelley buy you a drink.

A hundred Dollars

what about you?

Hundred Dollars? Forget it,

we're off for the gold fields.

A glass of whiskey before

you go, gentlemen.

Let Shanghai Kelley buy

you a drink. Come on...

Keep your drinks, Shanghai,

we're off for the gold fields.

Hey you! - Watch it, mate. You want no

par to him, that's Jonathan Clark.

The Boston Man? - Yeah.

- I thought the Russians

had hanged him.

- Shanghai Kelley will wish they had.

Come on.

Welcome home, Captain Clark.

The first drink's always on the house.

What'll it be?

- Whiskey.

You shanghaied some of

my men, where are they?

You're wrong, mate.

- I'll just take a look.

You're not going in there...

The door won't open, he's in.

Use your head.

We go!

Look out, that's the Boston man.

Go get your trouble out

and cut 'em loose.

Back up, back up...

Turn your face to the wall.

Thine eyes seeth not and

neither heareth thee.

Three hours in port and you get

tied up like a lot of seal hides.

I told you fools to stay away

from the barbary coast,

you were supposed

to meet me at Clegetts.

Ah, gently, Jonathan, a man's

entitled to a drop of whiskey

after two years at sea.

- If it was whiskey they want,

I'd buy every man a barrel full.

Now let's get outta here

before I lose my patience.

We go!

What is it you want, Sir?

I'm in charge here.

What do you... hey you can't go

in there, that's private!

Father, I told this man you

were not to be disturbed.

Jonathan, it's good to see you.

William, this gentleman

is Captain Jonathan Clark,

the Boston Man.

The Boston Man?

- It's always been William's dream

that he might one day go

to sea with you Captain.

We'd be glad to have you aboard,

William. Talk to my mate about it,

this is Deacon Greathouse

from Nova Scotia.

Oh, I'm proud to know

you, Sir, very proud.

You're gonna be proud to know him too.

His name is Ogeechuck, Master Private.

William, some whiskey for the gentlemen.

The Demijohn.

- Yes.

I've been hoping that William might

get to meet you before the, eh...

That is, before the...

- Before the Russians hang me, hu?

Now that you mention it, yes.

You see, news came to us, that Russian

schooner put out from Sitka

with orders to take you dead or alive.

- We ran into the Russians

off the Pribilofs but the wind was

fair and we didn't wait because...

He had to meet a woman.

- Oh, a woman. May I ask the name

of this fortunate woman, Sir?

- Ha, any woman.

Woe to you Jonathan. Women, the

mouths of these women

are smoother than oil, but the

head is bitter as wormwood.

Tell me young man, is it true that

this city now boasts of having ten

times as many beautiful women as any

other city of its size in the world?

My son is hardly an authority

on statistics of that kind, Sir.

Or perhaps you could help us out.

Well, I could investigate.

- Oh no, that's an errand I'd send

no man on but myself.

But, eh, talking about seals.

- Seals?

A prime pelt. Why, this is the best

I've seen since you were last here.

Any more like this?

- A boatload.

A boatload of prime seal?

At what price?

Now you set the price, I've

always found you honest.

Meantime I'll need some funds.

- By all means, a thousand? Two?

William, some cash from the safe.

- Fifty thousand for a start.

Ah, ten thousand cash,

if you have it handy.

Ten thousand, William.

A boatload of prime seal.

Hurry up, we'll be all at

the Occidental Hotel.

Come on over tonight for a drink.

- I'll be glad to.

We go.

Eh, just a moment Captain.

I've been talking to some

gentlemen about the deal

you proposed two years ago.

- M-hm.

They're extremely interested.

The contract with the Russian. - Yes.

It was your idea to take over the

charter of the Alaskan fur company.

I've changed my mind.

- You don't want to buy

the Alaskan contract?

- I've decided to buy Alaska.

Buy Alaska? Why, that

would take millions.

Ten millions, to be exact.

Way with the idea, Mr. Clegett.

- I'll get you my droosh.

Droosh, driver, driver, droosh! Now,

Captain, if there's anything we can do

to make your stay in San Francisco

pleasant, we're at your command.

The Occidental.

What about us?

- You use that walking chains at

the tail of the sheddy. Keeping your

feet in the paths of righteousness.

And your eyes away

from the swinging doors.

He can't be serious

about buying Alaska.

Of course he's serious, the man is

fabulous, mad, he's impossible.

But if he's decided to

buy Alaska, he'll buy it.

Oh, the Boston Man is back!

His Deacon is with him.

- Mamie, Jonathan Clark is here.

He's got Ogeechuk with him.

- Aha, passing us up to the Occidental.

I'll lay you two to one they

don't get in the joint.

Did somebody ring?

I'd like some rooms for

myself and my crew.

I'm sorry, the hotel is

full to capacity.

I'll bed myself on the

second floor, near the front.

We'll need about, uhm, ten suites.

Will ten suites be enough?

May I suggest you try some hotel a

little closer to the waterfront?

And we also want the

main ballroom for tonight.

Set up some extra bars and dinner

for about a hundred people.

For it is told that Salomon in his

wisdom decreed the toiler

should revel and make merry.

You think he has ever revelled?

Or made merry?

That's debateable.

- It's not only debateable,

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