here, the ship is mine.
Lt. Eccleston instructed me
to take command.
You heard him, Mr. Bowles.
Mr. Simpson is senior,
Mr. Hornblower.
Styles, Matthews, confine
Mr. Simpson below.
You heard me, Mr. Simpson is
under close arrest.
Who do you think you are? I have
command here!The ship is mine!
Any man, any man,
stands against me,
he will regret it!
Now, get to work shoring
up this damage.
Get back to work, do you hear?
I have command!
Mr. Bowles, you will carry
out my orders.
If Mr. Simpson resists, you have
my permission to shoot him.
Come on!
-Helmsman, hard to starboard.
-Hard to starboard, sir!
Sir, the Papillon!
My goodness, it is the Papillon.
-God!
-Mr. Bowles, engage the corvette
to larboard.
Engage? Sir, we can't take on
three French corvettes.
We can give the Indy an even chance.
We've a third of her crew
aboard this vessel.
If any of the Frenchmen get
close enough to board her,
-she's finished.
-Aye, aye, sir.
Why don't they fire at us, sir?
It may have escaped your
notice, Mr. Bowles,
but we are still flying
French colours.
Shall I have them run down, sir?
If you want me to shoot you
where you stand, by all means.
Sir, it goes against all
articles of war.
When we have leisure, you must
show me where it is written
and I will gladly concede the point.
Until that time, please confine
yourself to following my orders
Fire!
Fire as you bear!
Starboard side!
Fire!
Fire!
My goodness!
Poor devils!
Mr. Hornblower.
They're surrendering, sir!
They are surrendering!
Three cheers, men.
Launch boats to pick
up survivors, Matthews.
Mr. Bowles,
you may raise the Ensign.
Timely, Mr. Hornblower, timely.
I take it by your appearance,
Lt. Eccleston is indisposed?
I regret to inform you, sir, that
Lt. Eccleston is dead.
Lt. Chadd is also among the fallen.
I see.
Who then had command of the
Papillon during the action?
The honour fell to me, sir.
How so? What of Mr. Kennedy,
Mr. Simpson?
Mr. Kennedy was left behind after
the boarding of the Papillon.
-And Mr. Simpson?
-It's a darn lie, sir!
Begging your pardon...
but he's had it in for me ever since
that incident in Spithead.
Mr. Simpson, are you
saying Mr. Hornblower
brought this charge against
you purely out of malice?
He's impeached my honour,sir,and
for that I demand satisfaction
There, you see, he's afraid.
Mr. Simpson, I would be very
wary of calling a man
only lately distinguished
in battle, a coward.
Oh, I do call him a coward,
and a liar.
If he spoke the truth, he would not
hesitate to face me.
Mr. Hornblower's reluctance to accept
this challenge is, I fear
the result of an order
I gave him when
he first came aboard Indefatigable,
is that not so?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Hornblower, I remove
that impediment,
but I must caution you against
accepting this challenge.
I maintain the charge against
Mr. Simpson, sir.
However, since I cannot prove it
other than with my body,
I have no choice but to accept
his challenge.
For the last time, gentlemen,
cannot you be reconciled?
I'm going to kill you, Snotty.
Just as I killed Clayton.
And your little pal, Archie.
-Kennedy?
-Very well.
You may step out
the distance.
And, one, two, three, four, five.
Are you ready?
One,
Two…
I did not say, "fire", sir!
It just went off. It's a misfire,
I assure you.
Is he dead? Did I kill him?
No, you did not!
Mr. Hornblower, you will
return fire at will.
Return. I shot him.
The duel is over.
You must stand your ground and
attend fire, Mr. Simpson!
Don't shoot!
No!
For the love of God,
please don't shoot.
Don't shoot me!
I beg you!
You're not worth the powder.
Not worth the powder?
Exceptionally fine shot, sir,
if I may say so, sir.
You may, Mr. Bowles,
you may.
-Sir.
-Mr. Hornblower.
You have fought your duel,
that is well.
Never fight another, that is better.
I owe you a debt of gratitude, sir.
I dispensed justice as I saw fit.
I told you, Mr. Hornblower,I judge