Moby Dick Page #5

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Well, I guess this isn't Chicago.

- (Steelkilt) Uh-huh.

- Where's Chicago?

It's a long, long way from here.

(Man) He's missing his mother.

(Men chuckling)

How long till we get a whale, Queequeg?

Maybe day, maybe month.

Queequeg does not find whale.

Whale find Queequeg.

(Ishmael chuckles)

Land. Look!

Land!Land!

- Land ho, Mr. Starbuck!

- (Men shouting, laughing)

- Water, fruit, and women!

- Not necessarily in that order.

Dry land, lads!

At last! Whoo!

- Bear down.

- Bear down!

Michigan, tell your mother to give

your sisters a bath. We're on our way.

- (Laughter)

- Mr. Stubb, pull yourself together.

- (Knocking)

- Come.

We're at the islands, sir.

Then we're running late.

No, we're making good headway.

He will be setting out

for the Cape by now, so...

Bring her in as usual, sir?

No, we sail on, Mr. Starbuck.

(Chuckles)

That's an order.

(Stubb shouting on deck)

(Stubb) I need a couple of volunteers!

(Pip) Are we going hunting?

(Stubb) Kill ourselves a pig or two, eh, Pip?

(Laughter)

Mr. Stubb.

Sail on.

Come on, boys.

(Laughter and chatter in background)

It's been seven months, Mr. Starbuck.

It's an order.

Hard about, gentlemen.

(Man) Wait. Wait, wait.

Hard about!

NOW!

- (Flask) You heard Mr. Stubb. Hard about!

- (Men groan)

(Man) It's not right. It's not.

J' I think it's time for us to go

(Men) J' And it's time for us to leave her

J' Leave her, Johnny, leave her

(Man)

J' The ship won't steer or stay or wear...

(Steelkilt) It ain't right, lads.

(Men) J' Leave her, Johnny, leave her J'

The whole thing.

It don't feel right.

Ask yourselves...how come we didn't

stop at them islands back there?

Why is our captain keeping us hungry?

- Why ain't we eating fresh food?

- He's not the one keeping us hungry, friend.

One thing I know...

I didn't sign up to be treated like no animal.

What did you sign up for?

Hmm? 'Cause I signed up to catch whales.

And where are the whales?

- He found us any whales?

- Patience, brother.

All we are being given are promises,

and we can't fill our bellies

on promises.

The whole ship's on a promise!

That's how it works.

Tashtego is right.

(Ishmael) We have to have patience.

And we have to try and get along.

We're all equals here.

(Man) Aye, it's true.

- Ishmael.

- Sir.

I know you don't want

to be late for your watch.

So, is that a whale?

No, I don't think so.

Better be sure next time.

(Man humming)

(Dice clinking, men chatting)

(Man chuckles)

(Man) She's the one who wanted the pork

in the first place, so, you know...

(Humming continues)

(Starbuck)

"Give ear unto my words, O Lord,

"my meditation weigh.

"Hear my loud cry, my king, my God,

"for I to Thee will pray.

"Lord, Thou shalt early hear my voice.

"I early will direct my prayer to Thee,

"and looking up, an answer will expect."

That's nice.

"How excellent in all the earth, Lord,

"our Lord, is Thy name,

"who has Thy glory far advanced

"above the starry frame.

"My prayer to Thee, and looking up

"my answer will expect.

"For Thou art not a God

that doth on wickedness delight.

"Neither shall evil dwell with Thee

"nor fools stand in Thy sight."

You know, someday,

I'm gonna kill me some whales.

(Grunts) Ho-ho!

First blood for Pip!

That is property of Pip!

(Rumbling, groaning)

(Gasps)

J' Way, haul away

J' We'll haul away, Joe

J' That if I... J'

(Birds crying)

There! There!

She blows! She blows!

- A whole herd! There!

- (Men muttering)

It is! It is!

Michigan!

(Ishmael) It is! It is! Queequeg!

On the windward side!

- It's true!

- (Cheering) Gentlemen, she blows!

- All hands!

- (Man) There she blows!

- There she ripples!

- (Shouting, cheering)

(Shouting)

(Man) We'll see our sweethearts

in summer dresses yet!

- Boys, now's the time to do it!

- Come on, Dagoo!

(Shouting continues)

Lower away. All right, join him there,

ready to lower away.

(Stubb) If you haven't seen

a woman for eight months, boys,

the next best thing is a whale.

(Chatter)

(Overlapping shouts)

(Man) School of whales, Mr. Flask.

(Flask) That it is.

- Ready, Dagoo?

- Ready, Mr. Flask!

(Tashtego chanting)

(Overlapping shouts)

(Rumbling)

(Thud)

(Men yelling)

(Grunts)

(Screams, grunts)

- You all right?

- (Creaking, cracking)

(Men shouting)

Look at me. Look at me.

Look at me. All right.

Somebody help me get this man

down below!

- (Stubb) What was that?

- (Men shouting)

(Man) I need a hand here.

(Stubb) Roland! Check the depths.

(Overlapping shouts)

(Starbuck) Help me! No, not you! Not you!

Keep the boat secure.

(Stubb) Faster, everyone!

(Ishmael) I think I saw something move!

- What did you see? Ishmael!

- (Flask) Secure the boat!

- I can't be sure.

- Where the hell is Captain Ahab'?

All right. Go and tell the captain

there are whales on the windward beam!

Females and calves,

bearing five degrees north!

(Starbuck) All right. You're all right.

Tash, secure the damn boat!

Whales, Captain! Wh...

(Faint rumbling)

Do you hear him?

You hear him, boy?

Out there in the ocean?

(Whale song, faint)

Just the other side of our wooden walls.

A herd of whales, Captain,

on the windward beam!

It's him.

Why is he here?

What does he want?

Uh, f...females or young cubs, sir.

Females! Of course.

He wants them.

He's here to mate.

For a moment,

I thought he was looking for us,

but, no, he's done what he came to do.

He's moving away from the herd,

he's moving off,

and we happen to be in his...

We'll lose him.

Fix the course southwest.

Uh, no, sir, that's the other way

from where they are.

I'm captain of this ship.

Not aware I was asking for your opinion.

- Come on, guys, help.

- (Man) All right, take it easy.

No, Pip, give him some room, all right?

- Give him some room.

- (Man) Come on.

(Queequeg) Lower boats here!

(Flask) Lower boats, Mr. Starbuck?

(Men shouting)

(Stubb) Lower boats, Mr. Starbuck!

- (Creaking)

- (Yells)

God!

He's taking us southwest.

- That's opposite to the damn shoal!

- Uh...

(Ishmael) Sir!

- Captain!

- (Stubb) Keep her limber, boys!

You keep her limber.

Whales on the windward beam!

Permission to lower boats.

They need this, sir.

It's been 13 months of nothing.

The windward beam?

- Here.

- Boy didn't make it clear?

First trip. We'll forgive him.

No captain in his right mind

would do a thing like that...

steer away from a whole herd of whales.

(Chuckles)

A madman, that's who.

(Laughing)

Lower boats.

Lower away.

- (Starbuck) Lower away!

- (Shouting, laughter)

(Dagoo) Lower away, boys!

- Lower boats!

- (Stubb) Let's go, boys.

- (Man) Queequeg, come on!

- Whales to windward.

(Man) Get a harpoon!

(Ahab) Lower boats!

(Dagoo) Hurry, boys!

- You! Wait in my boat.

- (Man) Keep her level!

(Ahab) Queequeg, where's my oarsman?

Ishmael!

(Shouting and urgent chatter continue)

This your first whale?

What do you think it was that bumped

our boat and made that poor sailor fall'?

You want to come with me and have a look?

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