:48:01
We seemed to have lost the fleet.
:48:04
I want you to know the orders
for the fleet and for us...
:48:09
...which are to escort
a convoy of timber ships...
:48:12
...from the far side of Italy
back to England.
:48:17
Timber to build ships
of the line, and frigates.
:48:20
More like her. Defiant:
:48:24
We must go to the place
of rendezvous...
:48:27
...and see if the convoy is there.
If it isn't, well, we tried.
:48:31
If it is, we'll bring it back...
:48:35
...in the face of Frenchmen,
Spaniards...
:48:38
...or anyone else who tries to stop us.
:48:47
- Back to your duties.
- Carry on!
:48:50
Italy, Mr. Scott-Padget.
:49:05
- Hello, I brought biscuits.
- Thank you.
:49:07
- How long's it been?
- Day and a half.
:49:10
- Scott-Padget's going soft.
- Wasn't him. It was Ponsonby.
:49:14
- Oh, why?
- Pardoe, a ship!
:49:17
Deck, there! Sail-ho!
Starboard beam.
:49:21
A frigate and a merchantman,
both French, on the starboard beam!
:49:37
Beat to quarters!
:49:39
Mr. Scott-Padget, set all sails.
Give her every stitch.
:49:43
I'll not have an officer
carrying a rope's end.
:49:48
- All right there! Overhaul the gear!
- Very good, sir.
:49:53
Set the gallants and flying jib!