The Sea Chase Page #5

...to everyone onboard this ship

what my political views are.

But now, for better or for worse,

we are at war.

This ship is halfway

around the world from its home.

I intend to bring it under the safety

of the flag stead light.

That is all.

What about pay?

He's gonna work us navy-fashion.

What's wrong with that?

I was in the old war.

- He talks well.

- Dishwasher third class?

Sergeant. I'll show you my medals.

Hey...

All right, down there.

Get on with the work.

Down there. Come on, break it up.

You might have asked me to the muster.

Is there a reason I should be in the dark?

- There is.

- What?

I'll tell you forward.

Find something to keep you busy

on the well deck.

You will keep off the main decks,

night and day...

...and off the bridge

unless specifically ordered there.

You can take your exercise

on the after part of the boat deck...

...and keep out of the inboard passage

to the officers' quarters.

Just where are we going?

I would also suggest you wear something

a little more suitable for the ship.

Why?

The officers and men aboard this ship

haven't had shore leave since Singapore.

Are you speaking entirely

for the officers and men, captain?

Not entirely.

We're all human.

But, unfortunately, at sea there's

no chance to enjoy our humanity.

Your meals will be served in your cabin.

I think that does it.

If there's anything else you need,

let me know.

Thanks.

By estimate, the Ergenstrasse

was carrying less than 600 tons of coal.

He has to go north, reaching for Truk

or other of the Japanese mandates.

With the Cressy in his path and ourselves

and Eden closing in, that's it.

Yes, that should be it.

Let's not be so pessimistic, Napier.

- Bosun.

- Yes, sir?

- Make sure the deadlights are closed.

- Right, sir.

So we play fox and hounds, captain?

Successfully so far, chief.

But from now on

it's an engineer's operation.

Let's take a look at the books.

See how much coal we have,

how much we're gonna need.

It's bad.

- You can burn wood, can't you?

- Sure, but...

Well, I'm getting you wood.

Figure out how many cords

you'll need for the 2600 miles...

...between Pom Pom Galli

and Valparaiso.

Pom Pom Galli?

Now to Auckland,

then to Pom Pom Galli?

On what coal we have and a prayer.

- Mr. Kruger.

- Yes, sir.

- Keep that headset glued to your ears.

- Aye.

To Valparaiso, one-third

the way around the world.

- That's right.

- You need saws and axes...

...to cut your wood.

- I'll make them for you.

- Good man.

We'll need double-bitted axes

and two-man saws.

But the next time home, I retire.

No more.

The years have run

their journey over me.

From now on, it's my little farm

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