:51:02
- It's port, ya shellback.
- That's larboard to me.
:51:05
When I say it's port,
it's port!
:51:08
- You the mate of the whaler Tyfib?
- That's right.
:51:10
- Still need men?
- Yeah.
:51:13
They're scarcer
than feathers on a frog.
:51:15
- How long you going for?
- That's up to the whales.
:51:18
- About three years.
- Shut up.
:51:20
- I'll sell ya a couple of men.
- What's the matter with 'em?
:51:23
One's an able seaman. The other
will do any legal work you might have.
:51:27
Legal work?
You mean, like boilin' blubber?
:51:32
- When do I get 'em?
- Tonight. Widgeon'll tell you where.
:51:35
- How much?
- Twelve dollars a head.
:51:37
We'll pay
when we pick 'em up.
:51:39
Hope they both got arms.
:51:41
- Legal work!
- Shut up!
:51:47
Widgeon, you and the Lamb find out
where Tolliver puts up.
:51:51
Take four horn-fisted galley growlers,
and pay him a little visit.
:51:55
That Charleston lawyer's
the most dangerous man
they've ever sent down here.
:51:59
But the Lamb will know
how to tame him.
:52:01
[Grunting]
:52:07
I wish your mama had-a sent
for you before I got all your
clothes unpacked, Miss Drusilla.
:52:13
Maum Maria, what are
the voodoo drums beating for tonight?
:52:16
Long about dusk,
I seed somethin'.
:52:19
- Couldn't be in this world,
nor the next.
- Oh, fiddlesticks!
:52:23
'Tweren't no fiddlesticks!
It was shaped like Miss Drusilla,
:52:26
and it was traipsin' along
the edge of the jungle with a demon!
:52:31
Only the demon make hisself
look like Dan Cutler.
:52:35
Oh...
but that's ridiculous.
:52:38
Oh, 'course, Miss Drusilla.
The drums do that.
:52:42
Drusilla, look me
in the eyes.
:52:46
Oh, Loxi, I wish I didn't have
to go back to Havana tomorrow.
:52:51
Are you meeting
Dan Cutler on the sly?
:52:54
Are you?
Oh, Drusilla, honey, he's...
:52:58
You love Jack,
and you ran away to marry him.