:03:02
Come in and regain yours
while I get my things.
:03:04
-I'll wait here.
-As you please.
:03:06
Come, Mrs. Barlow, help me dress.
:03:11
Jeremy, how was the battle?
:03:13
Battle? Slaughter, rather!
:03:15
What can clubs do against cannon?
:03:17
In case this business keeps me overlong,
take care you water my geraniums...
:03:22
especially those
under the bedroom window.
:03:24
Geraniums. Won't you ever grow up?
:03:26
One would think you were still
at medical school.
:03:29
Geraniums!
:03:30
You would think of geraniums...
:03:32
when every other able-bodied man
is out fighting.
:03:35
It's out of favor I seem to be with you,
my vinegary virgin.
:03:38
-Half the town is saying you're a papist.
-Why?
:03:41
Because I have the sense to sleep tonight
instead of rushing to my ruin...
:03:44
in an attempt to put
this Duke of Monmouth on the throne?
:03:47
He'd be even worse than King James.
:03:49
Make haste with that cloak there,
my pretty one.
:03:51
And the other half of the town
that defends you...
:03:53
claims that you're just a coward.
:03:56
Mrs. Barlow, my darling,
you can tell them, if you like...
:03:59
that I've been most anywhere
that fighting was in evidence.
:04:02
Fought for the French against the Spanish,
and the Spanish against the French...
:04:05
and I learned my seamanship
in the Dutch Navy.
:04:08
But having had adventure enough
in six years to last me six lives...
:04:12
I came here, hung up the sword,
and picked up the lancet.
:04:16
Became a man of peace and not of war.
A healer, not a slayer...
:04:20
and that I am going to be as long as
I'm on top of the sod and not under it.
:04:30
-Will you be back for breakfast?
-Who knows, my pretty one?
:04:46
The worst is done, my friend.
Give your mind peace.