The World in His Arms Page #2
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- 1952
- 104 min
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Sitka. What you think about that?
You make good company for each other.
- Hey hey, is that nice way to talk
about Russian Countess? Hey you, you,
how you like to sign on as first mate?
Cast off, Portugee. For as vinegar
to the teeth and smoke to the eye
so is the sound of your voice
to the ears of an honest man.
Hey, I got good crew,
all New England boys.
Hey I got the best
crew on all Pacific Ocean.
Hello my friends, come,
everybody drink on Portugee.
I treat everybody.
Only Beer.
Hey, amigo, amigo.
- Now, is everything ready?
Everything is ready.
- Fine, then I shall tell her highness
that we sail on the evening tide.
- That's it, hey we gonna sail
on the evening tide.
Hey, where's the bar in there?
We go! We go!
My friend we don't sail on no tide.
- Hm?
I got no crew.
- But you told me you had a crew.
As for to this morning I had a crew.
You see them boys?
Best crew in whole world,
Now, no crew. Boston
Man steal 'em back.
I think he's a thief.
- This is preposterous.
Ah, we have two, three,
maybe six little drink.
You assured me we would
leave on the night tide.
You accepted the Countesse's
money, twenty-five thousand in
good American gold.
- That's true.
We must leave tonight, Prince
Semyon is due to arrive perhaps,
perhaps in a matter of hours.
What's this got to do with me?
- With you nothing, but for the
Countess it means an impossible
marriage to a man she hates.
And for me it's a, it's a
matter of life and death.
Then my friend, I think you're dying.
Ah, come we have 4, 5 little drinks.
I have bourbon, beer,
vodka, what you take?
I'll take my twenty-five
thousand, if you please.
What? We make a deal.
- You haven't kept it.
What's the difference?
We make a deal.
Vodka for my friend.
- You haven't kept your share of it.
When a Portugee make
a deal, it's a deal.
When do I meet the Countess, eh?
You don't! But I advise you to find
a crew within 48 hours.
I'm not the man to be trifled with.
- Hey, I don't trifle with men either.
Oh, this Countess, eh, she's,
eh, she's pretty?
Very strange people these Russians.
They give you money then want
it back. Between you and me,
I think he's a thief.
Now, we are ready.
Is the ship ready?
Do we leave tonight?
- No. - What?
This is ridiculous. One minute he
tells us we're to leave tonight,
now he tells we're
not to leave tonight.
If we are to leave, we leave. If we
are not to leave, we do not leave.
What is all this excitement about?
- Your Highness, we do not leave
for Sitka tonight.
- Why not?
This Portugee, it seems he had some
waterfront character steal the crew
that belonged to the Boston Man.
- The Boston Man, who is he?
A pirate! The man's rais on the
people of seal herds have brought
the verge of bankruptcy.
You could do the Governor General
no greater favour than to bring him
Jonathan Clark's head, nicely
wrapped, in a basket.
I'm afraid my uncle will have to
accept me without the basket.
What is all this?
- Your crew, it seems the Boston Man
decided to steal them
back from the Portugee
and moved them into the hotel.
- Then perhaps you were doing business
with the wrong person. Why not hire
this Boston Man to take us to Sitka?
But your Highness, he's a pirate.
An enemy of the Tzar.
Is that imortant? Or have you
forgotten that there is no safety
for you or for me either
until we reach Alaska?
And very little there if the Governor
General decides to obey the Tzar
rather than listen to you.
- Do not worry about my uncle, Ivan.
He will listen to me.
- Very well your Highness,
I shall insist, that the Portugee...
- Forget the Portugee.
Talk to the Boston Man.
- But your Highness,
he is practically an outlaw!
I want the coat in blue, with satin
lapels and I'll take two in brown,
ah, make it three.
Send those invitations to the
Mayor and the Governor?
They have been notified, yes, Sir.
- Good, find Joe Sweeny down at the
city's treasurer's office.
- Unfortunately no, Sir,
Mr. Sweeny's being
hanged this evening.
They checked his accounts
and it seems they discovered
a slight case of embezzlement.
- Oh, that's too bad, he was
a great man with the bottle.
There are very few of us left.
What's the matter Ogeechuck?
You're unhappy?
We go.
I beg your pardon, Sir. I understand
you're the Captain of a schooner
that arrived this morning.
- That's right, what are you selling?
I'd like to charter your ship. I must
get to Alaska immediately.
I'm sorry, Mister. We just
got back from Alaska.
I'm sure I could make
it worth your while.
It concerns the Countess Selanova
and her party. I'm her representative.
Paul Shushaldin, Colonel of the
Preparshensk Regiment Imperial Guard
to his Majesty the Tzar
of all the Russias.
In that case, let me introduce you
to another of the Tzar's subjects.
Malou, shake hands with
an officer of the Tzar.
Don't be surprised, you'll
see a lot of that in Alaska.
This is Malou, an Aleutian seal hunter
who failed to turn in his quota
for the Tzar. Baronov the last
Governor General up there lapped off
his hand to teach him a lesson.
- Now I'm a work for Boston Man,
no slave for Russians anymore.
- Pardon me, Captain Clark, the hatter
is in the bedroom.
- Well, thank you Eustace.
Give the gentleman a drink.
No, not now, not now.
Never put hats on a bed
man, that's bad luck.
Sir, I'm in position to offer you
25.000 Dollars for transportation
to Sitka for the Countess and her
party. - Your in position to lose
I understand this. I have
no love for the Russians
and even less for the nobility.
As for your Countess Selanova, you
tell her that she can swim to Alaska
for all I care. - And be sure to tell
her to take the inland passage.
We don't want her to scare the seals.
I told you to keep Louise outta here.
- Looks like she has a salt bathtub.
Now that's alright now, young lady,
but stay outta my tub.
Ogeechuck, she go.
We go.
We go.
Remember, you're ladies.
Mamie! You're the most wonderful sight
I've seen in two years.
Have you missed me?
- Just a little too much,
fool that I'm to admit it.
- Lena, have you got anything
to kick about.
Drinks for the ladies, Eustace.
You're a worthless rogue, Jonathan.
- Glad you love me.
Only for your money.
Captain Clark, I'll give you seventy-
five thousand Dollars...
Seventy-five thousand Dollars!
- Have a drink, General, have a drink.
Girls this is General, ah, what's your
name? - Paul Shushaldin,
Colonel of the Preparshensk Regiment
Imperial Guard of his Majesty the Tzar
of all the Russias.
- Isn't he beautiful, an imperial
Colonel with seventy-five
thousand Dollars.
Just my type. Seventy-five
thousand and with medals...
Don't be bashful, Colonel.
Colonel, why are you
running away from us?
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