Hornblower: Retribution Page #3
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on surprise. And a little Spanish apathy.
Careful, Mr Wellard.
We don't want to let the dagos know
we're here for breakfast, do we?
No.
You stick by me, and
I'll see you're all right.
That's right, Mr Hobbs.
We stand by each other.
As you did,
when you picked up that nasty head wound.
I'm ready to do my duty, Mr Matthews.
Ha.
Horatio?
- What is it?
- It's Randall and the deserters, sir.
Well, get down, man.
There's nothing to fear, sir.
Oh, my God.
Well, I take it we are all agreed that
Captain Sawyer's good name
must be preserved.
Of course.
Good. Yes.
But together with the lives of those
young officers caught up in a situation...
(Sighs) not of their making.
Quite so.
I am simply concerned
that we need a clear outcome.
What do you propose, Hammond?
Hang them all from the nearest yardarm?
No, no. Nothing so spectacular.
But if there were one man...
A scapegoat.
No. A guilty party.
Maliciously motivated.
Jealous.
Ambitious.
Who do you have in mind?
It's early days.
But we will find someone...
(Fly buzzes)
.. to take away the smell.
(Sighs)
(Grunts)
It seems the Dons were more vigilant
than we thought.
So much for the virtue of surprise.
Horatio?
You think this the work of the Spanish?
No gunfire. No sign of a struggle or alarm.
It looks like they were taken
in their sleep.
- Permission to bury the dead, sir?
- I fear we have no time. Come on. Move up.
Mr Hobbs.
Hey, Hobbs.
Randall's a crab's breakfast affer all.
I heard, Styles.
If you weren't such a decent sort
you'd be lying there with him.
(Whispers) Styles?
Raise your voice one more time,
I swear, if the Spanish don't get to
you first,I'll kill you. Understand me?
Yes, sir.
Bloody hell. I thought Sawyer was a bastard.
A friendly word of advice, Styles. Shut it.
Soffly, now. Quiet as you can.
So if it wasn't the Spanish...
Then, with luck, they won't
be expecting us.
Mr Hornblower,
if it wasn't the Spanish, who was it?
I wouldn't like to guess, sir.
(Knocking)
Come in.
Is he asleep?
It looks like it.
Paperwork, Dr Clive.
The burden of rank, Mr Buckland.
Every page read by the Admiralty.
I fear I can't be careful enough.
Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.
Isn't that so, Acting Captain?
Especially when your head's
not born to lead.
He's awake.
You're not well.
I'll work in the wardroom.
That's it. Go on. Run away.
Captain, be still.
Oh, my ancient lieutenant.
Can't decide. Can't control. No authority.
Dither. Dither. Dither.
Sir, with respect...
Untie me, and I'll speak for
you in Kingston.
You're too young for the noose.
Pray, be silent.
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