Moby Dick

Synopsis: A modern adaptation of the classic novel of the captain of a high tech submarine and his obsessive quest to destroy the enormousprehistoric whale that maimed him.
Director(s): Trey Stokes
87 min


(Man screaming)

- Sir!

- If you run away again, I'll kill you!

- (Screams)

- You hear me?

Hey. Hey!

Get off him!


Here, get up. Get up.

Who the hell...?

You come back here!

Come back here!

(Man continues yelling)

Sir! Sir, he'll kill me! He will kill me!

Come back here!



Thank you, sir.

Call me Ishmael.


Nice to meet you, Pip.

(Ishmael) Why did I take it into my head

to go on a whaling voyage?

Something that was planned for me

a long time ago, perhaps.

(Pip) So, where are you heading, mister?


What you doing in Nantucket?

Going on a whaler.

Gonna... (Chuckles) ..catch whales.

The overwhelming thought

was for the great whale himself.

(Driver) That's you, fellas.

Wide Atlantic.

There oated into my innermost soul

endless processions of the whale.

One image haunted me most of all...

a grand, hooded phantom,

like a snow hill of the air.

(Driver) Greasy luck, boys.


Go on! Yah!


Nail it down, lad.

Aah! Ugh!

Damn you!

You shouldn't.

You shouldn't keep trying to do things.

That's all life is.

It's trying to do things.



I wish all whales at the bottom of the sea.

Well, that, my dear, is where they are

most of the time.

Third from the left.

Beale, on the sperm whale.

South Sea surgeon.

A reliable man.

(Door creaks)

Your mother says you are determined

to become a whale-man.

It's a hard life.

You have to make sacrifices.

There's no sausages.

Or eggs.

Or pudding, you know?

There's only, um, this.


Good evening.

Mr. Starbuck.

Perhaps, uh, you would, uh...

excuse us.

How are you, Captain?

- (Chuckles)

- What's your news?

She's not ready.

Uh, we shall try...

Try, eh? Do it.

Make her seaworthy.


- In all good conscience...

- So says the great Starbuck,

the authority on all that's right and proper.

I'm ready to go.

(Sighs) That's what I was afraid of.

Well, if you are afraid,

then you know what you must do.

I'll have no man in my boat

who's not afraid of a whale.

Oh, now it's your boat, eh, Mr. Starbuck?

We both know whose boat it is, sir.

Then do your damn job...

and get her in the water. Now.

Yes, Captain.

(Man singing)

J' Lowlands, away, my...


- Keep it tight, sir.

- Yeah.

J' Lowlands

(Chatter, banging)

J' I dreamed a dream

J' A man worked there

- Just do the best you can, all right?

- Yes, sir.

J' Lowlands, away, my John

(Singing continues)

Are you scared'?

Of Moby Dick?

He's just a whale.

Go to sleep now.

Good night, my darling.

Good night.

He isn't just another whale, though, is he?

He went for you.

They don't do that.

It's not natural.

He's old. He's angry.

He doesn't get enough attention

from females...

so we have something in common.

Why do you say that?

Because I knew it would make you

come over here and look at me like that.

You don't need to go.

We have enough.

I always have to go.

But this isn't just another voyage, hmm?

You have something in mind.

At the moment, I have you in mind.

What do you see in an old man like me?

A fire that won't go out...

a steady hand, so steady,

and eyes by which I steer my course.

(Gulls crying)

(Hens clucking)


(Man) Cast oars.

Get on the dock there.

Get ready to grab that dock there.

- There you are, sir.

- Thank you.

(Hens clucking)

All right, everybody off now.

We're here.

Which way are you headed?

I got a choice?

You're your own man, Pip.

(Preacher) ..his instincts are for good.

It is by perversion of these,

through disobedience,

that the purity of his soul becomes sullied.

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Paul Bales

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