1:45:01
...parts of him away
with their hands...
1:45:05
...or with knives or those jagged
tin cans they made music with.
1:45:12
As if they'd torn bits of him away...
1:45:15
...and stuffed them
in their own gobbling mouths!
1:45:23
There wasn't a sound anymore.
1:45:28
There was nothing...
1:45:32
...but Sebastian...
1:45:37
...lying on those stones...
1:45:42
...torn and crushed.
1:45:56
Oh, Cathy.
1:46:03
Mrs. Venable.
1:46:10
There you are.
1:46:12
I thought you were still on deck.
1:46:14
And where's your hat?
Oh, dear, you'll get fever.
1:46:19
A whole day up there in the rigging
in the hot sun.
1:46:22
Watching those awful, hungry birds.
1:46:26
I don't know what you see
in such terrible sights.
1:46:29
It's too much for both of us,
my darling.
1:46:32
That horrible sun.