Captain Kidd Page #3

Very sensible of you.

Now I know you'll have a happy voyage.

I shall too.

I'll look up me quarters.

We are two of the luckiest man alive.

Just think...

We are sailing for Madagascar waters.

We'll pick up the search

where we left off.

Every officer on board has a servant.

I'll request the Captain to assign you

to me, then we'd be together.

Yes, I've spent a good many years

of my life at sea, Milady...

But I doubt if any woman

minds a dash of salt.

Even in a Peer of the Realm, like myself.

Now, if Me Lady would care

to join me in a minuet?

My Lady, sir, not Me Lady.

Blast me Shadwell!

Does one gentleman

creep up on another...

without a cough or a spit,

or something to warn him?

I'm not a gentleman, sir,

I'm a gentleman's gentleman.

Pity about the hair.

So you've tried everything?

Bear's grease?

Prenatal influence perhaps?

Dinner is served, sir.

Thank you, Shadwell.

Pardon, sir...

I'll show you to your place.

Captain, what's all this mummery?

You can forget your bilgewater

manners for the time, Mr Boyle.

You are now officer on a King's ship.

So a man must starve

while his manners fatten!

I know, I know.

And in a King's ship it is customary

for the officers...

to rise when the Captain enters.

That's better.

Gentlemen, be seated.

Well, well, well, what have we here?

You must not do that, sir.

Of course, but don't press me.

Come Mr Mercy, tell us something

about yourself.

You already know

whatever's of consequence, sir.

While under Avery I was taken by a

King's ship and brought to London.

There I was tried for a pirate

and condemned.

You were innocent, of course.

No sir, I was guilty!

You speak above your station.

How came you to go on the Account?

Call it love of adventure...

Perhaps for love of scandal,

perhaps a mix of all three.

And you've seen something of the world?

Enough sir, to dislike what I've seen and

know there's small hope for a better.

Perhaps you prefer the next world,

Mr Mercy.

You were close enough to it when you were

in the condemned hold ar Newgate.

But I'm keeping you from your dinner.

And now gentlemen...

A toast to the King...

And since proposing it is a privilege

of the youngest present...

The honor falls to Mr Mercy.

Mr Mercy, we are waiting.

No, sir.

Since I have little love for the King, I'll

neither propose his health nor drink it.

Never the less you are on a King's ship.

King's ship or the devil's,

it's all the same to me, sir.

I owe him nothing.

You owe him your neck Mr Mercy,

if it were not for his bounty...

You'd be dancing daintily

on air at Wapping.

I owe my reprieve to you, Captain...

So to you I'll drink gladly,

but not to William.

You stand up and drink to his Majesty's

health as a King's officer should!

Or by fire and flame I'll have you shipped

back to Newgate on the first vessel we speak!

Gentlemen, the King.

- The King!

- God bless him!

That's curious.

Do you suppose His Majesty

put him on board to spy us out?

We've found him chained

to a pillar in Newgate.

It wouldn't be to hard for the King

to plant him there...

Yes, but why would he speak

so openly against the King?

Your wits are even duller

than usual, Mr Lorenzo.

Have you never heard of the serpent...

That takes the colour of it's background,

the better to strike?

Shadwell.

Yes, sir.

You have waited high born people

and those of the courtship.

Have you ever seen Mr Mercy before?

No before this voyage, sir.

He has as high a spirit as

a gentleman of quality.

I like him.

Would you find out who he is and

where he comes from?

- As you wish sir.

- Thank you, Shadwell.

- Foggy night!

- Good evening, Shadwell.

Excuse me sir, but you

seafaring men...

Always seem to be looking at something

that I never can see...

We are looking for something

just over the horizon.

You know sir, I recognized you for

a gentleman the moment I saw you.

What are you, a valet, doing at sea?

The Captain employed me to make him...

Socially acceptable, sir.

I'm afraid we're too far out

for me to swim back.

If I can be of service to you, sir.

Did the Captain send you here?

- Yes, sir.

- Why?

He wants to know who

or what you are, sir.

Who do they think I am?

Possibly a spy placed on board

by His Majesty.

This seemed uneasy, sir.

This...

This Captain Kidd, how long

have you known him...

Have you sailed

with him before?

Oh no, sir.

All I know is, he's a...

Well, among other things...

A merchant Captain.

A spy, that's strange.

Why should they be afraid to be spied on?

- Goodnight, Shadwell.

- Good night, sir.

Who is he?

Where is he from?

He's a nobody, sir.

He was employed by

persons of quality...

Where he learned his speech

and his manners.

It's a matter of judgment.

If you fire on the uproll,

the shot will go over his yardarms...

But if you wait for the down roll,

the enemy is coming up.

Now watch!

Get ready!

Fire!

Hurray!

Pretty shot Mr Mercy.

Can you do as well with a 74

throwing grape and canister at you?

I have done it, sir.

Reload and secure!

And pick up your practice

on the lower quarter swivel gun.

Mr Mercy?

If you sailed with Avery, you must

know these waters.

Fairly, sir.

If we needed to careen

and take on stores...

- Where would you recommend?

- Ponticos Bay, it lies...

We draw to much water,

you remember Captain...

Remember what?

I only know the Spanish main,

these are Madagascar waters.

- Ponticos Bay?

- Aye, sir

Thank you Mr Mercy.

Come along, Mr Boyle.

You blundering ass!

Your presence is becoming

increasingly irksome to me.

Get you below.

Now let's get down to the business

of this voyage.

Hand me that chart, Mr Boyle.

Capitan, I have been thinking

every day and every night.

What about that dinero

that was buried in the cave?

What good is it there?

Let's get it back where we can spend it!

It stays where it is for a while.

Why?

We've got a fatter prize sailing

right into our pockets.

Now!

Here is our present position.

Here is Madagascar...

Here is Calicut.

In June, the great galleon,

the Queda merchant...

Sails from Calicut... to England.

We should meet her....

About here.

She's stuffed from keel to gunnels...

With treasure to the value

of half a million pounds.

Half....?

And we are to give her

safe passage...

Through the pirate seas.

By safe passage you mean

we are to take her, Captain?

Now, now, don't be greedy Mr Povey.

I grant that most of what's in her

may find it's way into our pockets.

But let's be fair, the King, poor

gentleman, will expect something.

But however we do it...

It must be done...

Legal like and honest!

Stick to ways you are familiar with!

Why, you pox riddled villain, I can be as

honest as any man if I have the incentive!

Oh yes, me Lord Blayne!

Lord Blayne's name is not be mentioned

among us Mr Povey.

He's dead, so is his crew

and so's ours...

And there's none outside this cabin

that knows what became of them.

And if you all enjoy living...

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