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[sweeping orchestral music plays]
[music fades]
- Cease fire. - Belay your fire!
That should've softened them up nicely, Mr. Brown.
Aye, if there's anybody on the island.
Hardly looks big enough to be inhabited.
[man] They're there, all right.
When I was here three years ago, there were 500 natives on that island.
That ought to give us 100 able-bodied men.
Right, copper plantations pay well for strong men,
and these are the best.
Get your landing party ready to go ashore, Mr. Brown,
it's gonna be dark in an hour.
Landing party, into the boat!
[man] Landing party, into the boat!
Pull up and let go of the anchor, mister.
Yes, sir.
And cover our landing with intermittent fire.
Aye, sir.
Let go of the painter!
Shove off!
[man shouts]
[explosions]
[explosions continue]
What do you make of it, Hurricane?
- Blackbirders. - Slavers, huh?
That's The Southern Cross, Raikes' ship.
Captain Raikes, worse blackbirder in the South Seas.
He's got most of his crew in the landing party.
Malika, those men coming ashore.
- We know. Take many slave. - Not without a ship.
We're gonna take her, sail away. Understand?
- No ship, no slave. - [explosions continue]
Piracy, huh?
Somehow I never thought of myself as a pirate.
- Did you? - No.
We're keeping chains off 100 Polynesians.
We've been marooned on this island long enough.
Wait here for the signal.
Come on.
They'll be hiding, but they can't hide long. The island's too small.
There's a village over that way. We'll head for it.
And, remember, no shootin' unless you have to.
We can't sell a dead native.
Stay here and guard the boat.
[thumping]
O'Hara? He's all yours.
- [grunts] - [splashing]
Drop the anchor line and set the course.
Right.
Thanks.
[grunts]
Let go of the fluke.
[splashing]
Make fast the sheet and then come aft.
Hey, you! Hey!
Captain Raikes! Captain Raikes!
He was trying to wreck the longboat.
Look, captain!
Who took big boat?
Hurricane Smith.
Hurricane Smith.
[man] Mr. Brown!
We can patch it up all right, captain.
We'll patch it.
We've got some sailing to do.
I've got a score to settle with Hurricane Smith.
- Feels good to have a deck under you again. - Aye.
[man] What do we do with Raikes' men?
Dump them in the outriggers and set them adrift.
All right, dump 'em.
Set our course for Australia, Mr. O'Hara.
- Australia? - [water splashing]
Raise a stake for a crew and ship's doors.
You mean...? You mean you're going to keep this ship?
- What for? - A half million in gold.
A ha...?
I heard that story about Hurricane Smith's treasure.
- Thought it was a lot of bilge. - It's true.
There was a ship when I first came out here, a gold ship.
According to the story, the Royal Navy branded you a pirate.
Said you wrecked the ship, you stole the gold.
It was a derelict. It had broken in half on the reefs.
All hands were lost.
A derelict belongs to whoever finds it.
That's what I thought. They disallowed my claim,
said it wasn't a derelict. That I pirated the ship.
Half a million!
Hey, that's a lot of rum!
Steady as you go, Mr. O'Hara.
Aye, sir.
[accordion plays up-tempo tune]
[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
No good.
He was willing for us to haul his cargo,
but there was a little matter of posting a bond.
We've got to get out of here.
Yeah, we could do that little thing
if we had a ship's crew, provision and gear.
No trouble finding a crew.
Such as they are. Some willing and some not so willing.
But ship's outfitters want their money in advance.
Not to mention nine weeks work.
I heard some loose talk today.
That the captain of the Lady Betty
is the notorious pirate, Hurricane Smith.
No!
Nice, very nice.
I warned you, sir, this is a disreputable place.
That you did.
He's pointing at us.
There you are, sir.
I believe those men are from the Lady Betty.
- I'll handle it from here. - I feel it my duty...
Sure, thanks for your trouble. Good night.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
But do I have the honor of addressing the captain
of that three-master at the wharf?
- The Lady Betty? - The Lady Betty.
- O'Hara's the name. - O'Hara.
Well, how do you do, Captain O'Hara?
My name is Gorvahlsen, Eric Gorvahlsen.
I'm a scientist. I'd like to charter the Lady Betty.
What do you want with the ship?
Is it important, the reason I want the ship?
No, not if the price of the charter's right.
The value of the ship. A six month's charter.
And you get the Lady Betty back then.
- What's the cargo? - Me.
I wanna study the flora and fauna
of the various islands in the South Pacific.
We'll go to approximately latitude 11, longitude 157.
Is it a deal?
Mister, you got yourself a ship.
Uh, you said a six month's cruise?
I said a six month's charter.
Oh, yes.
[Eric] Can we sail tomorrow?
Tomorrow with the tide.
Uh, contingent, of course,
upon getting the ship provisioned.
Ship's provisioners wanna see some, uh... money.
[laughs] Of course.
- [coins jingle] - Here's an advance.
- This'll do. - Uh, just one thing more.
I'll need to send a lot of scientific equipment aboard.
I need room. The master's quarters.
- All right. - Good, we'll sail tomorrow.
Waiter? A round of drinks for the gentlemen, please.
- Same? - Brandy.
Uh... how come I got promoted?
A hunch. Gorvahlsen doesn't ring true.
- He's no scientist. - [man] I don't like it.
- Neither do I. - If you don't like it,
then how come you gave me the nod?
Because we've got to get out of here,
and we didn't have four dollars between us.
I can't picture him studying the flora or the fauna of anything.
Latitude 11, longitude 1-5-7.
- That's close, very close. - You think he knows?
It's hardly possible.
You and I'll bunk with the crew.
- Oh, wait a minute! - He's right.
Gorvahlsen will be watching.
He won't pay any attention to us in the fo'c'sle.
OK, so suffer.
The devil himself, Raikes.
Maybe he wants his ship back.
Who's the scurvy bilge rat who calls himself Hurricane Smith?
We've gotta get him out of here.
All right, who claims to be the skipper of the Lady Betty?
- Gentlemen, our first two crew members. - Right.
I know you're in here, speak up!
Excuse me!
[grunting]
[men laughing]
[grunting]
Huh. Some not so willing.
[man] Swing it higher!
- Higher up, clear the board. - [man 2] Clear the board!
- [man 3] Clear. - [thudding]
Pull away.
Now we got a fair wind. Time for the tide.
Gorvahlsen ought to be here.
- He'll be here. - We got a full crew?
We're three short.
- Listen, Hurricane... - Tyler. Jim Tyler.
Ah, yes, Jim Tyler.
Oh, captain, do these men belong to your ship?
That they do.
All right, step lively. Step lively.
- Come on, step lively. - All right, get forward and stow your gear.
Step lively, come on. Let's go.
- Thanks, officer. - Right-o.
Well, that does it. We got all the hands we need.
Ahoy, Captain O'Hara! I'm ready to come aboard.
Well, Captain O'Hara, ready any time you are.
Oh, allow me to introduce my associates.
Dr. Whitmore and his lovely daughter, Miss Luana Whitmore.
I trust all my equipment's on board?
Uh, oh, yes. Yes, it seems to be.
- Come along. I'll show you to your cabins. - Fine.
[O'Hara] Mr. Ward, prepare for sailing.
Aye, sir. Hands aloft! Loosen sails!
Get the gaskets off the spankers!
- Jump to it! - [man 1] Aye!
[Ward shouting]
[man 3] Stand by to bring in your gangplank.
- I'm sorry I got in the way. - That's all right.
Will you fetch my luggage, please?
[Ward shouting commands, indistinct]
Sure.
[Ward] Take the slack out of those bay lifts.
[bell dings]
I think you'll find all your equipment here.
[clears throat] These two adjoining cabins
can be used by the doctor and his daughter.
This companionway leads right up to the quarterdeck.
If there's anything else I can do for you, call me.
I will.
It's working. We've got the ship and we've got the men.
What do you say, doctor? You saw him.
I've never seen him before in my life.
But he answers the description, doesn't he?
Big, rugged, about the right age,
but you'd answer that description, too.
[scoffs] There's one thing I'm certainly not, and that's Hurricane Smith.
Captain O'Hara.
That sailor...
He was with the captain last night when I made the charter.
You know what to do.
Use your charms on the captain.
That sailor seems to have eyes for you.
Maybe he'll do a little talking.
A common ***, Eric?
You know, this seemed like a much better plan ashore.
Did you see that crew? They looked like they'd cut your throat for a shilling.
- Every one of them. - [chuckles]
Ocean ***. Riffraff.
They'll do anything for a price, for a bottle of rum.
I'm not worried about them.
They'll work for me when the time comes.
Captain O'Hara...
...and his friends down in the fo'c'sle.
Eric, I don't like this. I don't like it at all.
Doctor... you have no choice.
No choice at all.
A game of chance, gentlemen.
Huh? Somebody loses, but somebody wins.
Just like the dirty game of life.
[rolls dice]
Life is short, let's roll it away.
Lucky days.
Make your fortunes and quit the sea...
All right, all of you, on deck. Everybody out.
The sick, the lame and the lazy. Look alive!
[clattering]
Who threw that?
You throw that?
If I had, I wouldn't have missed.
I want every one of you on deck in ten seconds.
I'll soon take the starch out of you.
- With a cat! - [all grumbling]
Sure ain't gonna be no pleasure cruise.
Mr. Adams, I said all hands.
[Adams] That's all, except the two men in the brig.
[Ward] When I say "all hands," Mr. Adams, I mean all hands.
I haven't got the key to the brig, sir.
Keys to the brig, captain.
[O'Hara] Release the prisoners.
[Ward] All right, starboard watch below.
Jackson, go aloft, overhaul the main topsail bunts.
Thomas, relay the wheel.
[indistinct] Cecil, steady as you go.
[Cecil] Aye-aye, sir.
You're wanted on deck.
The Lady Betty.
This is still my ship, no matter what name's painted on it.
Get up on deck.
You've got us now. Don't let me get behind you.
Step forward!
Jump to it!
- What do you want? - Looking for the captain.
You're a shipmate of his, ain't you?
We've been around together.
Next thing I know, you'll be second mate,
and I'll be in the fo'c'sle.
I wouldn't lose any sleep over that.
Tell me...
...is it true that Captain O'Hara once led a mutiny?
- Where did you hear that? - Mr. Gorvahlsen told me.
What else did he tell you?
He told me that, um, I shouldn't mingle with the crew.
- Captain O'Hara. - Mr. Tyler.
Raikes is gonna give us trouble.
It was a mistake letting him out of the brig.
We can always throw him overboard.
- You don't mind, do you? - Go ahead, not my color.
Say, uh, that Luana's rather nice.
She told me she was instructed not to mingle with the crew.
You made me the captain.
I'm sure they think you're Hurricane Smith.
- Oh? - She said that Gorvahlsen told her you'd once led a mutiny.
Tell me, am I convincing as a pirate?
Very. I'm sure Gorvahlsen won't make a move
until we get closer to Dakaru.
How you plotting our course?
Well, this is our track.
Taking advantage of the trade winds
will place us approximately here.
There we can alter course to make good our passage.
- [knocking at door] - Come in.
I haven't seen that dress for a long time.
You look as beautiful as your mother did in it.
I wear it quite often, it...
...helps me to imagine what she was like.
You haven't told me very much about her, Father.
- Why? - Someday, Luana, someday.
You know, Father, I'm a little bit worried about this plan of ours.
Oh, things'll work out all right.
- Good night, my dear. - Good night.
- [footsteps receding] - [drums beating]
[man sings in foreign language]
[sings in foreign language]
[man continues singing]
[resumes singing]
[men chanting]
[chanting]
[men grunting rapidly]
Luana!
[drums, singing stops]
- [clattering] - Cover that Trinidad soapbox.
- You're covered, sure. - All covered.
- [dice rolling] - Use seven.
Eights!
- Come on, seven. - Come.
[both muttering]
Where you hiding? Eights!
Too lucky for me, I'm clean.
[man] All right, come on. He's out. Let's keep rolling.
- [man 2] Let's roll it away, lucky day. - Clean?
What else? They're his dice.
- [man] Loose seven. - [man 2] Six is the port.
- [men continue chattering] - I've got quite a score to settle with you two.
- Oh? - You were with Hurricane Smith when he took The Southern Cross.
- Who? - Hurricane Smith.
You both helped Hurricane Smith steal The Southern Cross.
- This ship. - Blackbirder.
What's that? What did you call me?
I said "blackbirder."
If you're going to fight, go up on deck.
There ain't no room here.
[man] Yeah, let's get on deck.
Come up on the deck and I'll finish you off.
With pleasure.
- You may need this. - I don't need it.
- All right, slow. - [man 1] Twenty on Brown.
- Easy does it. Moving in on it. - [men chattering indistinctly]
- [man 1] Give him the knife! - [man 2] Move around him.
- [man 3] Come on! - Move around him, Brundage.
Take your time, Brundage, take your time.
- Go in and get him. - Move in on him.
Eight-to-five on Brundage.
I'll take four shillings of that.
[man 2] Watch him, he's quick.
[man 4] I'll bet you two fingers on my right hand...
- [man 5] In the belly! - [man 2] Move in.
[all chattering, shouting]
Stick him, stick him!
[man 2] Watch yourself.
- Right there! - Move around him.
- [man 6] Watch him long. - [man 7] Come on!
[man 8] Easy. That's it. That's it!
- [man laughs] - Good call, Brown, now get him.
Give the man a chance.
Come on, get him out of there, Brown!
[low chatter]
Get close to him, Brundage.
Come on, Brundage!
- Get him! - Give him the knife!
Get him, Brown, get him now!
Now you got him, Brundage! Stick him, stick him!
- Come on, move. - [man 2] Come on, Brundage!
[man 9] Finish him, Brundage!
[all shouting]
Stop!
Get him, Brown! get him now!
You men haven't got enough to keep you busy?
I'll see that there's more work for you tomorrow!
Now get below, all of you!
Step on it!
Mr. Ward, put that man in the brig!
[Ward] Bosun, Sam, take him below!
Drop the knife, Raikes.
Tyler, lead the helm.
Now's your chance. See what you can find out.
[both speaking foreign language]
[both speaking foreign language]
Enjoy the fight?
Enjoy it?
That was the most savage thing I ever saw.
What was it about?
What was your dance about?
You speak the language, too.
I should, my mother was Polynesian.
Oh.
How long do you think it will take us to get to Dakaru?
- Where? - To where we're going.
Dakaru, is that where we're going?
My father said Mr. Gorvahlsen said something about...
[Hurricane] He's been there? To Dakaru?
Luana. Come, my dear.
You little fool.
I wanted you to get information, not give it!
From now on, watch what you say,
and don't mention Dakaru again!
You can't talk to me like you talk to my father.
Remember one thing, I'm only in this for the gold.
And if it weren't for my father, I'd...
Luana.
- How's your back? - Sore.
- You're lucky it wasn't his knife. - Hm.
He breaks in the brig from now on.
Good idea.
I saw you with the girl. What did you find out?
Not enough. If I could get Gorvahlsen talking
or spend five minutes in his cabin alone.
Or five minutes with the girl.
You kinda like her, don't you?
I kinda like her a lot.
Wind's dropping.
It feels like we're in for a calm.
Not one stinkin' breath of air up there anywhere.
How long does this go on, Hawkins?
We was off Fiji 15 days like this on our last voyage.
A shark!
There's a real fish for you, mister.
Think I can get him?
He'll bite if you had the right line of bait.
- You got it on board? - In the cook shack.
Get it.
- Cookie. - Aye, sir?
Get me a piece of salt pork.
The big boy's gonna catch himself a shark.
Here's your bait, mister.
You don't think I can get him, huh?
- The packers do it all the time. - I'll get her.
[screams]
[Brundage] Get a line! Come on, hurry!
Here's a line!
Luana, take the line.
- He's circling back! - Look out, Hurric...
- Eight-to-five on the shark. - What's the matter with you?
- [all shouting] - He's got him! He's got him!
[Eric] Not bad. Not bad at all.
Worth 100 in gold to see that show.
Anything I can do for you?
- [panting] I could us a drink. - My cabin, tonight at eight.
You can have your drink. All you can drink, Mr. Tyler.
You really do like her a lot, don't you?
- [sails rustling] - We're getting the wind.
- Mr. Ward, till your yard. - Aye, sir! Man the bridges!
Jump to it, lads! Sheets and tack!
Man the helm!
Main... places.
[Adams] Starboard your helm! Sail up, look alive!
Look, Hurricane, I made a slip.
I called out your name
when I was standing next to Gorvahlsen.
I don't know whether he heard me or not, so be careful.
Tonight will give me a chance to find out.
When I leave there, I'm going to O'Hara's cabin.
You'll be there, too.
I can't tell you any more than I've told you.
It's a story the natives have repeated many times.
Well, I don't know.
They sure didn't invent the story about the gold.
The natives of these islands like Hurricane Smith.
He's been good to them. They attribute things to him because they wish him well.
You told me yourself that you knew the location
of the reef where the ship was wrecked.
[door opens]
[Eric] Well, Luana. I like that dress.
I'm sure our sailor friend will, too.
Mm-hm. That dress should just about do it.
You know, I've taken a sudden dislike to this whole thing.
Don't tell me you've taken a sudden dislike to half a million in gold.
Look, I'm gonna tell you something.
This common *** who's coming to have drinks with us tonight
is Hurricane Smith.
Well that's ridiculous.
You told me Captain O'Hara was Hurricane Smith.
Yeah. He thought he was being very clever
by putting one of his men in the captain's quarters.
While he and another, and maybe even more,
became members of the crew.
Well, how can...
How can you be sure of this?
This afternoon, when Mr. Tyler was in the water,
one of the crew called him "Hurricane."
What do you propose to do about it?
Get him drunk. Find out how many of the crew are with him.
How many natives there might be on that island.
- [knocking on door] - Come in.
- Good evening. - Well, I see you're on time.
I want to thank you, young man.
What you did this afternoon required great courage.
Mr. Tyler, will you please excuse Dr. Whitmore and me a moment?
Luana, see that he has a drink.
I... I really didn't have a chance to thank you bef...
Forget it.
That's something you don't forget.
- Do you like gin? - Gin? Fine.
I like the... That's a nice dress.
Oh, this?
It comes from England. My father sent for it.
I've never been to England,
but my father keeps talking about going back one day.
He spent most of his life away from...
Your mother was Polynesian.
She must've been a beautiful woman.
Yes, she was.
Well, now for that drink I promised you.
And, remember, all you can drink.
Have a seat, Mr. Tyler.
- What're you drinking? - Gin.
Gin? Cheap and potent. I'll have the same.
You take your drinks in large glasses, don't you?
- Cigar, Mr. Tyler? - No, thanks.
I trust you've had dinner.
A man needs a good solid foundation for drinking.
I have, thanks.
That hit the spot.
Fill it again.
What's the name of the gambler in the crew, Mr. Tyler?
Hm? Oh, uh, Dicer.
Dicer. Well, as Dicer would say,
I'll lay you six-to-five I'll match you drink for drink
and then carry you forward. Is it a bet?
[exhales] Luana?
Well, perhaps it's just as well I didn't bet with you.
I've done a lot of drinking in my time, and I know
a few men who can beat me, but, I don't know.
A man who'll fight a 16-foot shark with a bare knife
and then knock off his drinks like that,
well, I'll take my hat off to a man like that.
[clears throat]
To the shark's eye.
[speaks French]
- What's that? - It's French.
- What does it mean? - It means I wish I was having a drink with Gorvahlsen myself.
He's been in there long enough to have 20 drinks.
Hope he knows what he's doing.
I think we can depend on him.
You and Captain O'Hara have sailed these waters many times.
Tell me, the islands around here, are there many natives?
Are they friendly?
Some are and some are not.
- Oh. - [bell dinging]
Uh, this, uh flora and fauna,
the study of it, how do you go about it?
What kind of equipment do you use?
Well, we...
Have another drink, Mr. Tyler?
Nope, I've had enough.
Shall I see you forward?
I can make it.
Good night.
Luana.
- You don't look very drunk. - I'm not.
Did you take a star sight and find our position?
- Aye. - What is it?
Well, according to my reading,
we're at latitude ten-50, longitude 1-5-6.
If the wind holds, we should be about two miles off by late tomorrow night.
Let's see, what watch have you got?
- First. - Change it, O'Hara. Put him on the middle.
When we get close enough to the island, I'm going over the side. I want you at the helm.
- Right. - Going over the side?
What'd you find out from Gorvahlsen?
I found out it doesn't take guns to study flora and fauna.
Flora and fauna. [scoffs]
I doubt if he knows the meaning of the words.
He's got enough rifles in his cabins to arm at least 20 men.
You see the guns yourself?
Yeah, he tried to load me with gin, but the girl,
- she gave me water. - Water?
[laughs] She's fallen for you, Hurricane. Figures.
What's gonna happen to the girl
when Gorvahlsen finds out she's on our side?
Oh, she'll be all right.
Any trouble starts before I get back, look after her.
We'll be glad to.
There's a village about two miles inland...
- [laughing] - Come on, Sam. Have a go at the bosun.
I'm game.
Seven-to-three on the bosun.
Two bobs, who'll bet on Sam?
My friends.
Come on, who'll bet on Sam?
- Who'll bet on Sam? - I will.
Go ahead, men, don't let me spoil your fun.
- How much you say is open? - Two bobs.
Two bob, there you are.
Come on, Sam.
Come on, bosun.
- Sam, come on. - Come on, Sam.
- Nice going, Sam. - That's it, Sam.
Come on, you're getting him, Sam. Come on, put it down there!
- Come on... - Good one!
Good one.
Well, that's good. What's the odds on me?
- Nine-to-five against. - [bosun] Wait a minute!
Come on, bosun, you're the champion.
Nine-to-five? All right, bosun?
- All right. - [coins clinking on table]
I'd like to do this a little different.
The candles.
[bosun] Put your arm down.
- Come on, Tom. - Come on, put him down.
- [indistinct chatter] - Come on, Tom, burn him!
[all shouting]
[man] Come on, Tom! A little more. Come on, Tom!
[Sam] Roast him.
- [men] Come on, Tom! - [man] Just hold him there!
- Come on! - Fight back, bosun!
- This way! This way! - It's happening, Tom!
[men shouting]
- [man] Come on, Tom! - [groaning]
Any takers?
- How 'bout it, Clobb? - No.
Put little gruel on that burn, takes the heat out of it.
Pretty warm down here, men. I'll send you a couple bottles of rum.
[all] Thanks.
[chattering excitedly]
[bell ringing]
Better fall off towards the island.
What are you doing up here?
Just asking about our position.
- What business is that of yours? - I'm curious.
So hands wanna know the ship's position now?
Intrigue. The whole ship's crawling with it.
Get below!
Psst.
I tried to get to you before,
but Gorvahlsen's been watching me.
You've got to be careful. He knows about you.
He knows you're Hurricane Smith.
Now you know, too.
He plans to arm the crew
and take over the ship when we get to Dakaru.
That's it off our bow.
I'm going ashore. Now don't worry.
If there's any trouble, Brundage and O'Hara will know what to do.
I'll be back.
[water splashing]
What were you doing on deck at this hour?
- Let me go. - Don't you ever cross me.
Captain O'Hara, what's the name of that island?
[O'Hara] Little island called Dakaru.
- You've got anchorage there? - I believe so.
Fine, let's anchor there.
Right.
Mr. Ward, make for the anchorage at the point of the island.
[Ward] Aye, sir. Hold her course.
Starboard helm, easy.
- Mr. Gorvahlsen. - What do you want?
I'm a friend of Captain Raikes.
Used to be his first mate on this here ship.
As far as I'm concerned, I chartered the Lady Betty and this is the Lady Betty.
This Raikes, is he the one down in the brig?
Aye, sir.
He says he'd like to talk to you.
Says it might be mutually profitable.
- How? - That's what he wants to talk to you about...
...if you'll get him out of the brig.
So that's it. Captain O'Hara put him there,
and it's up to Captain O'Hara to get him out.
Captain O'Hara is Hurricane Smith.
Hurricane Smith, the pirate.
This is a pirate ship. Everybody in the fo'c'sle knows it.
And what does the fo'c'sle say about Mr. Raikes?
What? I, uh... Nothing.
They don't know he's a blackbirder, a slaver?
That's a lie. I sailed with Captain Raikes, and I know.
He's a good man, and this is his ship.
Well, that lets me out.
If he's a good man, I have no use for him.
Hold on. Wait a minute.
He's anything you want him to be.
If you'll just get him out of that brig.
My cabin.
[birds calling]
- I didn't hear you knock. - I didn't.
This Raikes fellow,
don't you think he's been in the brig long enough?
- Nope. - I do. Give me the keys.
I'm still the captain of this ship, Mr. Gorvahls...
The keys.
Keep him here.
I'd just as soon let you have it now.
[exhales] Yes, Brundage?
Mr. Ward, go forward and get your anchors ready.
Aye, sir.
Man the captain.
Smith gone ashore yet?
I'm going to the island. Things are about to break loose.
Gorvahlsen's releasing Raikes.
You stay here. We'll be back, don't worry.
Aye.
Fool, you let him get away.
I'm not worried about O'Hara.
I'll take care of him when the time comes.
Now, you say this is your ship,
- but I chartered the Lady Betty. - The Lady Betty.
This is The Southern Cross.
I know every spar and belaying pin on her.
Why do you think he threw me in the brig?
- He stole this ship from me. - While you were blackbirding?
Name me a ship owner in the South Seas
who hasn't made a profit from selling slaves.
Slaves, pearls, they're the only currency in these waters.
- Which one are you after? - Neither, friend, neither.
You put in with me and we'll have enough to buy 50 ships like this.
Let's take care of him.
And you'd better stay in my cabin tonight.
Come and get it, mates.
Come and get your nice, lovely breakfast.
[bell ringing]
Get me some dry clothes.
- [Dicer] Captain O'Hara is gone. - [Sam] Gone?
- [Dicer] Disappeared. - [Sam] What do you mean, Dicer?
- Talk sense, will you? - What happened to him?
I don't know.
- Have you seen O'Hara? - Yeah.
There's a lot of talk in the fo'c'sle about his being gone.
They know he's missing.
- Get back inside. I'll be with you in a minute. - All right.
The cook went to take him his breakfast.
He wasn't in the cabin, he wasn't on deck,
- or anyplace else. - Hm.
Well, I say good riddance.
Now if we could just get rid of those two mates.
Maybe he jumped overboard.
We get any more of this bilge called food, I think I'll join him.
- Yeah. - If all of you had listened to me,
you'd see what I told you all along is true.
Maybe he's right.
Maybe this is a stolen ship, and O'Hara is Hurricane Smith.
Why don't you ask those two? They're pals of his.
[Clobb] What about it, Tyler?
I don't know any more than the rest of you.
But I've sailed with Captain O'Hara before.
And you can take my word for it, he's not Hurricane Smith.
Come on, speak up, Brundage. You signed me on.
That's right, Clobb, I did sign you on.
Keep on with those ideas, and I'll sign you off...
...with this.
You're lucky, Clobb, I wasn't signed on.
- I was brung on. - Hey, where's the coffee?
- Sam... - Hey, here he comes.
Give me a sip, will you?
I don't know anything about that.
Captain O'Hara engaged me as the first mate on this ship.
What do you men want in here?
- There's a report the skipper's missing. - That's none of your business.
- Now get forward, where you belong. - Wait a minute.
These men are friends of the captain.
At least he is.
Sailed with him before, that's all.
Yeah, if you want to call it that.
If you know anything, Gorvahlsen, out with it.
Why don't you ask him where the captain is.
All right, where is he?
- You, Tyler, speak up. - How should I know?
We've searched the whole ship, he's not onboard.
I'm getting fed up with all the nonsense on this ship.
If Captain O'Hara did go overboard,
we'll remain at anchor right here until it's cleared up.
- On deck, you two. - Mr. Ward?
I'd like a word with these men.
All right. Mr. Adams, we've got work to do.
All right, Tyler, where'd he go to?
How should I know?
All right, you two, get aloft.
Secure the main topsail gaskets.
[man shouting, indistinct]
Move them all together.
Get the jib and staysail off of her.
[men shouting, indistinct]
[men continue shouting]
Sam, tie it off.
Well, if it ain't the captain's friends.
Gonna give us a touch of work for a change?
Easy, my friend, or I'll give you a touch of my knife.
Sociable, ain't he?
Mr. Tyler's a big hero now,
so maybe he doesn't like associating with us common ***.
- Shut up, Clobb. - [Adams] Move lively up there, you swabs.
Oh, now there's a lad I'd really like to give a taste of my fist, that second mate.
[mocking] Move lively, you swabs. Step lively! Come on, you swabs!
[Adams] Sam, Clobb, on deck. Report to the sail locker.
[man shouting, indistinct]
- Who let you out of the brig? - I did.
He claims to be the owner of this ship.
Mr. Gorvahlsen, I signed as a first mate on this ship.
And in the skipper's absence, I'm in command.
I can prove my claim in any admiralty court in the world.
You'll get your chance to prove that later.
Now get forward, that's a command!
Get forward or I'll put you back in the brig.
[man shouting, indistinct]
Keys to the brig, Mr. Gorvahlsen.
Who threw that pin?
Speak up. Which one of you men threw that pin?
I'll have the lot of you flogged.
- That's your man. - Mr. Adams. Bosun,
- tie that man to the... - Why you dirty, stinking bilge rat!
[shouting indistinctly]
All hands aft to the main hatch to witness a punishment.
Discipline on this ship has been entirely too lax.
From now on, you men will steer and reap as *** should.
- Ten lashes, Mr. Adams. - Bosun.
Begin, bosun.
- One. - Lay it on harder, bosun.
This is a whipping.
[Adams] Two.
Three.
- Four. - [whip lashing]
Five. Six.
Seven. Eight.
Nine. Ten.
Cut him loose, bosun.
Let this be a lesson to the rest of you.
Starboard watch, go below.
[man shouting, indistinct]
Easy. Go up and get the goose grease from Cookie.
[groans]
I'll get that rat if I die doing it, I'll get him.
I didn't throw that pin, not me.
What's the difference? You would've thrown it if you had a chance, wouldn't you?
[grunting] I'll throw a lot more than a pin
if I can ever get my hands on a gun.
Like, uh, this? Uh-uh. That's mine.
Gives me big muscles.
- You want a gun, get one for yourself. - Where?
Skipper's cabin's got enough for all of us.
Not so fast, mates. I was in a mutiny once.
It wasn't pretty. About 14 men was hung for it.
- All them that was caught. - Yeah, all them that was caught.
Look, we might as well face it. This is a stolen ship.
The skipper's gone overboard and, oh, most of us were shanghaied.
Not you, Clobb. You signed on for a bottle of rum.
I signed on when I didn't know what I was doing.
That doesn't make any difference, most of us were still shanghaied.
If we take this ship, it belongs to us.
Share and share alike.
- That kind of talk'll get you nowhere. - [scoffs]
It'll just get you into trouble,
and you've had enough of that for one day.
[grunts]
Just once I'd like to be a passenger. Just once.
It's all very well, till the officers and passengers think them what does the work.
- Shut up, Dicer. - What for?
You're against them as much as I am.
You bet your life.
And I'll show 'em when the right time comes, too.
Watch where you're throwing that.
- I am. - You know I can't stand water on me.
Look at her.
Why couldn't she be a member of the crew?
- Eight-to-five... - Dicer.
[Dicer] Yeah?
Mr. Adams! Put that man, Tyler, in the brig.
I was minding my own business, working hard,
and you threw that water on me.
[Ward] I'll stand for no more nonsense aboard this ship!
Get below.
Get back to work.
Come on, hoist away! Get it up there!
[knocking on door]
You want to speak to me, Mr. Gorvahlsen?
Yes, pull up a chair.
I'll leave you alone with Mr. Ward, Eric.
Excuse me.
- Have a cigar? - No, thanks.
What's on your mind, Mr. Gorvahlsen?
I want to go ashore tomorrow.
Hawkins, there's the girl.
Watch him show off now.
All right, put your backs into it.
I said put your backs into it!
You look like a bunch of lubbers all along here.
He's dead.
I don't care anything about the disappearance of Captain O'Hara.
Like I said, I want to go ashore tomorrow.
Mr. Ward, Clobb just killed Adams.
Mr. Ward!
You're not in command anymore.
I'll take that gun. Captain Raikes is taking over.
Close the door, bosun.
This is it, Sam, we gotta take this ship.
All right, I'm with you, Clobb.
Let's get out of here! Come on.
Clobb killed Adams.
Raikes will try to use this to start a mutiny and take over.
- We've gotta get the guns out of O'Hara's cabin! - Right, come on!
Here you are.
A whole pack of sniveling cowards.
Come on, let's take that quarterdeck
and get this over with.
It's your mutiny, Clobb. You go first.
Look, I been in this sort of thing before.
- I'll see you through. - Don't worry, we'll take the ship.
They got guns aft.
Now look, if we don't take this ship, we all hang.
There you are, mates, compliments of Hurricane Smith.
- Guns! - Here, Sam.
Here. This ought to show you who's side I'm on.
Raikes, you and Gorvahlsen wanted a mutiny so you could take over command.
- I am taking command! - You're taking command of nothing.
This ship belongs to whoever can take her and hold her.
If we don't stop them now, they'll charge us all with mutiny.
- I'm with you, Smith. - [Clobb] Count me in.
- What about you? - [Dicer] What's another mutiny, more or less?
One hangs, we all hang together!
Come on!
Let's get up there, men.
Here.
Take cover and don't fire until I give the signal.
[gunshot]
Raikes and Brown.
Smith has taken over. The mutiny is on.
Smith? Get the arms and ammunition on deck.
All right, let's go.
- [gunfire] - There's your answer!
Here's your gun, defend yourself.
Take over.
I'm going alongside to Gorvahlsen's cabin.
- Careful. - [gunfire continues]
- [muffled gunfire] - [knocking]
We're close enough to the island, you're going to have to swim for it.
Oh, no. No, I couldn't, Hurricane.
But you'll be safe there.
Don't worry, I can take care of myself.
[gunfire continues]
Here. We're gonna try and storm the quarterdeck.
Barricade yourself in your cabin, and don't open the door for anyone.
[gunfire continues]
Give me a gun.
Here you are.
[grunting]
[door handle rattles]
[grunts]
Come on, let's take it!
Now, let's get 'em, Raikes!
Let's go, up the ladder.
Immobilize them!
What are you doing with that?
It's locked, let's go below.
Come out or we'll break it down.
[pounding on door]
[door handle rattles]
Keep them here.
[thumping]
- [thumping continues] - Hold it, men.
Don't anybody move.
No need for anymore killing.
Especially when there's a half million waiting to split between us.
Half a million what?
Half a million in gold.
- Hurricane Smith's gold. - That's a lot of hogwash!
[Eric] Yeah? Why do you think I chartered this boat?
- Yeah, why did you? - I know where the treasure is.
The Dakaru, that island over the port bow.
You'll never get away with this, Gorvahlsen.
No? Captain Raikes?
[door unlocking]
All right, men, are you with me?
For half a million? I'm with anybody.
Come on, let's take a chance!
On deck.
Men, get the boats ready to go ashore.
You'll get nothing out of this. He won't share with you.
He'll share, all right. Come on.
Mr. Smith, throw your weapons on the hatch.
You, too, Brundage.
Captain Raikes, let's go ashore.
Aye.
Lead the way.
[birds calling]
That's where I buried it.
Start digging, men.
Hold that torch still!
[animal howling]
- I'll bet there's nothing here. - Five-to-three?
It better be there.
[clattering]
Get the pick to this side of it.
There's something there.
- [thudding] - There's something there.
- That's it. - Let me.
- There. - Come on.
- Grab hold. - [all grunting]
Get it down here now.
- [objects rattling] - Did you hear that?
[men panting]
[grunting]
[grunting]
[groans]
Dicer, come on, come on.
You're on the wrong side, Clobb.
Why, you dirty, double...
[groans]
And a half a million in gold.
[dice rattling]
[rattling stops]