In the Heart of the Sea Page #3

- Which almost cost every man's life.

I accept your resignation. That was all.

- They ordered windscreens set. - Yes.

- The men were tested. - In the middle of a storm?

- It was unfortunate. - It was bad seamanship.

To call it bad luck is weak.

Mage for rudeness. You know who you talking to?

My name is Captain George Pollard.

Pollard!

No matter how many whalebones you have, so you are just a farmer's son -

- Who have forced their way an officer's uniform.

Now get out.

To return without the slightest oil would be a mistake.

It is not worthy of the name-Pollard.

Chase, or, for that matter.

We should work hard all the hours that God gives us -

- Fill the vessel with oil, return home for a year -

- And let our paths separated immediately afterwards.

Believe me, it is my wish.

But it is, of course, the captain's decision.

It was like a bad marriage.

It may be tolerable.

But it also threatens shipwreck.

- Er De gift, mr. Melville?

- Ja.

- The Lord be merciful to you. - We expect our first child.

When your wife that you've brought your whole fortune -

- And offered it to a stranger?

- No. - They are full of surprises.

Well.

- Essex thus having no home? - No.

- She sailed? - Yes.

And before long we heard called, all whalers longs.

Blown.

Blown!

Find on mod! Blast!

- Rethval or spermacethval? - Spermacethvaler!

Mr. Chase. Set whale boats in the water!

- All hands on deck! - All hands on deck!

Put the boats in the water.

Put the boats in the water!

SOUTHERN ATLANTIC Three months at sea

Forward. HIV, to break the back!

Ro for! HIV in the arteries to the arms fall off.

There, they break!

Over there! Give it all you can!

Come on. Place all forces!

HIV everything I can!

She blows!

It is a calf!

- Is the calf? - There is the cow.

Which has the male. Gold.

Kom s, Nickerson!

- A 40-barrels? - 50!

He's huge! Grasp the veins.

Fight until your lungs burst.

Full speed ahead! Place all forces!

Keep an eye on the oars!

- Prepare the whale rope, mr. Ramsdell. - Yes, sir.

The first whale is mine, mr. Lawrence.

Take me close.

HIV! Come on. After it.

You get your first Nantucket-sldetur.

Oh God!

Watch him! The most feared creature on Earth.

He dives.

My hands!

Vd linen, Nickerson.

Come on!

There are 140 fathoms line back.

80 fathoms back!

He pulls us down!

I need your line, Matthew!

Give me the line, Peterson! Come on!

There are 60 fathoms back!

- 20 fathoms! - Tie lines together.

- Finished. - Now!

- Take over the steering oar, Peterson. - Yes, sir.

- How many feet is left? - There are 70th

No, wait.

- Owen! - No. Not yet!

- Do not touch the line! - There are 50 fathoms back!

- Owen! - Do not touch it.

30 fathoms, mr. Joy!

10 fathoms back!

Butts off!

All forces.

- The chimney fire! - The chimney fire!

It burns!

- Hurry up. - Get out, you bastards.

And lard oil. Can you smell it?

- It's the smell of money. - Get away with you!

- Can you reach down there? - No.

- How does it look? - Not good.

That's it.

- Mr. Chase?

- Ja.

- We can not do more. - Keep digging.

- We can not get down there. - So find someone who can.

Kom her, Nickerson.

Come here, I said.

Climb down.

Come on, Thomas. The most valuable is down there.

I can not. Sorry, but I can not.

Climb down, otherwise you will be allowed to sleep there.

Place this between your teeth.

The stench is worse than f***ing a**hole.

So.

- Sorry. - Here you go, Nickerson. Take my pillow!

Get down.

You learn to know yourself down there.

- Have you been inside a whale's head? - It was I spared.

Inside are all the gold.

I'll never forget the first whale.

47 barrels of oil. But the joy was short-lived.

- Was whale stocks depleted? - Indeed.

We sailed therefore further.

It took us a month to round Cape Horn.

We crossed the Atlantic behind us, in the hope -

- To go better times ahead.

But that now the Pacific improved not vor situation.

We observed too rare whales.

After almost a year at sea -

- The relationship between the captain and the first mate more tense.

The captain spent all the time in his cabin.

He was afraid to see the crew in the face.

Our cargo space was almost empty.

And the result of our puny efforts -

- Reminded us that we were far from returning home.

ATACAMES I ECUADOR

No. I do not speak the language.

- Speak English. - Offer more.

This is Nantucket whale oil. The warthog is not worth more.

Priests insist that we write home.

Who would it help? Widows?

The owners of a lost ship?

How long will you live in hiding, sir. Captain?

Then write home and ask for forgiveness on behalf of the crew and captain.

No one could have prevented what happened there.

And who would believe it? None. Not at all investors.

For years, their whale oil made them very wealthy.

Captain.

I hear that your ship was attacked.

Captain George Pollard. Essex.

Captain Clemente Pelaez. Santa Maria.

Features The something to drink?

No no.

Was I hit by accident? How far away?

- Where only fools venturing out. - And how far is it?

1000 leagues along the equator.

Offshore Grounds.

- Was whales? - More than I dare to dream about.

Hundreds. So far as the eye.

We could have filled 3,000 acres in a single day.

Could have?

Had it not been for the beast.

A whale. White as alabaster.

It was 30 meters long.

It sent six of my men in the grave.

The rest of us got a lasting memory.

This white whale ... Stack also with your money?

Thank you.

Unbelievable, right?

If we set sail now, prisoners South-East and fills the load -

- So we are at home in six months.

What do they say? Why pull together longer than necessary?

- Heard. - Heard.

Greed got the better of our captain and first mate.

So we sailed out. 1000 leagues along the equator.

Where all knowledge ran out and speculation took over.

Here whales had sought refuge. Far away from us humans.

But we found them.

Centuries earlier feared sailors to sail beyond the brink.

We, on the other hand, was heading towards insanity rim.

Faith was replaced by doubt. Hope was replaced by pure superstition.

Mr. Captain. The crew talking.

- It does herds. - They are unhappy with the decision.

Rebuked them?

We went off to fill the ship with whale oil.

We sail wherever required.

Dear cousin, I beg you.

It's madness. You let yourself be influenced by the man.

You should head home.

Now, proceed down and calm the crew.

Be a leader.

And experience never our familial relationships again.

Mr. Coffin.

OFFSHORE GROUNDS 14 months on the sea

- What is it? - Listen.

Mr. Chase? I see the white water!

- Where? - At the port!

- Where are they? - Can you see anything?

- Place the boats in the water! - Place the boats in the water!

Give a damn about the Mexican waters.

- Raise the oars! - Spear him, mr. Chappell!

Spear him!

Right ahead, Peterson!

Do not let them chew in his veins. Continue.

- In hval? - Ja.

- So it is true? - Yes. Too much is true.

Turn the boat.

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