:05:13
These men are from the Defiant:
:05:19
Press gang.
:05:24
- From our ship.
- We're Navy, they can't touch us.
:05:27
We'd have some explaining to do.
:05:40
- Come with us.
- You can't, he's a gentleman.
:05:43
Of course I am.
Take your hands off me.
:05:46
- Sir? Am I in error?
- Thank heaven you're here.
:05:50
- You can see I'm a gentleman.
- Look at his lovely clothes.
:05:54
- Take him, Dawlish.
- But you can't.
:05:57
- Vizard, you sail tomorrow?
- Yeah, Mediterranean.
:06:01
- So you should count us out for now.
- No need. Spread word to that fleet.
:06:06
If both fleets struck at once,
we'd win our demands overnight!
:06:11
- You'll act soon, then?
- Yes, soon every ship will mutiny.
:06:15
- Before spring?
- Depends. How's your crew?
:06:18
Forty more pledges.
:06:20
- We have half the ship already.
- Good.
:06:32
Poor men, driven like cattle.
:06:35
I don't understand it.
Having to be pressed to go to sea?
:06:39
- Not everyone wants to leave home.
- Think of it!
:06:43
Sailing the Defiant
and fighting the French.
:06:46
You sound just like your father.
:06:49
Anyway, the admiral may not
agree to let you go.
:06:53
Father's back.
:06:58
- What did the admiral say?
- Say?