The Sea Chase Page #4
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- 1955
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Have you ever in your life made
a compromise with a conviction?
I was always afraid that if I started,
it wouldn't be easy to stop.
I suppose you're referring to me.
Intending an insult.
one thing, captain:
You can't insult me...
...because I hold no value
for the way you think.
And I know the way you think.
- Ideals and gallantries...
- That's right.
The officer's code.
That's the way my father thought.
He was a general.
A very great gentleman
of the old school.
But after the war,
when things changed...
...and he discovered that
uniforms, medals and honor...
...couldn't buy food and medicine
for his family, what did he do?
He couldn't beg
or violate the code, no.
So he shot himself.
Leaving me and my sisters
and my mother to survive.
That was his way...
...and your way.
But it's not my way.
I survived, all right.
I made my own life, my own code.
You have your medals and your trophies.
Well, I have my trophies too.
You see, I have succeeded,
Captain Ehrlich.
Did anyone ever tell you that
you're beautiful when you're angry?
The captain hasn't had shore leave
since Singapore.
You're quite a woman, Elsa.
He was in your room.
He came to get some charts.
Took him quite a while.
His only interest is his ship.
He's a strange man.
In anyone else,
his beliefs would be a pose.
Not Ehrlich. They're his life.
You sound as if you're losing
your dislike for him.
I don't think that will happen.
Anyway, what difference
does it make?
We're gonna be a long time
tied down on this ship.
A long, dreary time.
I expect we'll survive.
Well, with certain
compensating moments, perhaps.
Elsa...
...I find you a very
fascinating woman.
Do you?
I don't like impatient men.
I can be very, very patient,
as long as I know he isn't...
He isn't.
And he won't be.
Chief.
Chief, you're cutting down
on my speed.
We're gonna need every day and minute
when we get to Pom Pom Galli...
...when the Rockhampton starts making
its sweep to the north.
- What's the matter with you?
- Headwinds, captain.
It's the headwinds.
I didn't wanna tell you
until I was positive...
...but we don't have enough coal
to run to Pom Pom Galli.
- Are you sure?
- That's the story.
No coal, eh?
No coal.
Well, we got wood.
We'll burn this ship in her own fires.
Ask the engine room,
how does it look.
- Engine room.
- How's the wood lasting?
Four more hours, I can give you.
Chief engineer says he can
only give four more hours.
Then we'll start on the lifeboats.
And if that isn't enough...
...we'll tear out the hatches
and the doors...
...take our chances on the weather.
- Winkler.
- Yes, sir?
My sextant.
- Captain, sir.
- Yes?
I'm no informer, but I think there's
something you're entitled to know.
Know what?
From the forecastle...
...they're saying a ship
belongs to her captain...
...but the lifeboats belong to her crew.
How do you feel about it, Winkler?
I don't know, sir.
I haven't made up my mind.
- Stemme.
- Yes, sir?
- Have the chief meet me in my cabin.
- Right, sir.
Thanks for telling me.
All hands, turn to.
Trouble?
Perhaps not.
Chief.
Down to the lifeboats, huh?
Right.
- Bosun.
- Aye, sir?
Let go of the lashings on number three
and number four boats...
...and smash them for fuel.
All right, sir.
Schlieter, you other men, swing in
number one and number two boats.
All right, start working.
They're breaking up the boats, chief.
Yes. There are two more,
and we'll have to use those too.
Will you kindly stay off the bridge
and in your cabin.
Engine room reports
pressure still dropping, sir.
All right...
...break up boat number two.
Land ho! Land ho!
- Where away?
- A point off starboard bow, sir.
Log it, Mr. Kirchner.
Schlieter, don't let
there be a next time.
Ease your helm. Midship.
Row bottom at 20 fathoms, sir.
Let go!
Tell Mr. Schmitt...
...we're finished with the engine.
Present!
Fire!
Firing party, present!
Firing party, general salute.
Present.
We were instructed to continue
the search...
... and in order that the German ship
not be alerted...
... to make no mention
of the atrocity...
... until the authorities decided
to release the news.
But what the world would think...
... didn 't matter to the men
of the Rockhampton.
This was no longer the mere pursuit
of a freighter by a naval vessel...
... but a crusade against
the criminals of the Ergenstrasse.
And to me...
... henceforth, a hateful vendetta
against the friend I'd lost...
... somewhere back there.
Karl Ehrlich, a man I had
ceased to know.
From here to Valparaiso,
it's a 14-day run.
To get there, the Ergenstrasse will burn
30 cords of wood a day.
Mr. Schmitt will tell you
what that means.
It means we work 14 hours a day.
Full hours.
We get moonlight in four days.
When it comes,
we work 18 hours a day.
We know it's going to be hard
and difficult, but it's the only way home.
And for your further information,
this is an uninhabited island.
I repeat, an uninhabited island.
Now, we're short of provisions.
but no food...
...except a few coconut palms
and breadfruit trees.
As for recreation, you'll have
little time for it.
However, there will be swimming parties
morning, midday and evening.
As we all know,
there is a woman onboard...
...so it will be necessary
for me to ask you...
...to wear some kind of clothing
during your morning and evening swims.
During the midday break, our passenger
will cooperate and remain in her quarters.
That is all. Bosun, turn them to.
Heinz.
I'm all right, sir.
Of course you are, but we got
more important work for you.
- You're an old soldier, aren't you?
- Yes, sir. Sergeant in the signal corps.
- So I've heard. You see that peak?
- Yes, sir.
You'll be our lookout.
You go up there and watch for smoke.
All points of the compass,
every daylight hour.
And no daydreaming.
We're all in your hands.
The ship, all of us.
- Yes, sir.
- Here. Wear my glasses.
Yes, sir.
Back to your pots and pans,
huh, soldier?
I am the lookout.
You are all in my hands.
Very thoughtful of you.
But don't you think that climb
is a little hard for him?
It is.
And it is also near midday,
if you don't mind my reminding you.
Mr. Bachman will see you
to your quarters.
Everybody up the boat deck
before you go below.
Both hands up to the elbows.
Nothing like brine for a toughener.
Won't help the rat bites.
- When did you get that?
- Last night.
Me too. On the leg.
Well, we'll see what we can
do about it.
- How are your people doing, chief?
- Keeping ahead of you, captain.
Good.
Brounck? Pack some food for Heinz.
I'll take it up to him tomorrow.
What have you there?
Some of the meat is rotten.
I was going to throw it over the side.
You'll keep it. We'll use
everything aboard this ship.
A lonely place for a grave.
We'll have to get it cleaned up
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