No. I've got a wife and three kids back home. There he goes. Mr Bligh and bloody mighty. How do you fancy the Endeavour Straits? The Indian Ocean? The South Atlantic? The North Atlantic? Nothing but rotten biscuits and pork. And his bloody lordship on your back morning, noon and night. Not me lads. Not me. When do we go then? Who's officer of the watch tonight? I am. Yeah? Yes. Well that's it, then. Hey, Fletcher Christian. Harami. Maieva. Harahai. Thank you. You wanted to see me, sir? My daughter... She has something of yours. Of mine? You are here now. Tamari. Well, I'm sorry, sir, I... Take this tusk. When you see it, you'll remember my daughter and my grandchild. You will never forget Tahiti. Fletcher Christian. Your wife. - Think we should go as well? - No, I do not. Mr Heywood's going to have to answer for this, you know. Poor Heywood. Hey, you bloody fools. The Hottentots out there aren't as friendly as these ones, you know. Yeah. Come on lads. Good luck to them that's what I say. They'll need it. All hands. Thank you, Mr Fryer. Last night. Three men of Mr Heywood's watch deserted ship. The penalty for which is death by hanging. Mr Heywood, how is it you did not see them? Were you asleep? Yes sir. Very well. You shall kiss the gunner's daughter. - Bosun. - Sir. Put this man over the cannon. Do it now! Aye, aye, sir. Now listen to me, all of you. In one week's time... Hiya! Stop that laughing! Silence! You think this is funny? You're a pitiful sight, Dr. Huggen. Go below to your quarters... You think this is a humorous occasion. You are mistaken. From now on there's going to be discipline on this ship. We're going to have order. And we're going to be like seamen. In one week's time we will put to sea. There will be no more grog. There will be no more shore leave. You've become a rabble, all of you. And you will clean up this ship and yourselves. - Bosun. - Sir! Administer the punishment now. Capitan Bligh. Mr Christian! Mr Christian, sir. Sir! I wish to talk to you outside. Now! Coming sir. Thank you.Is there anything wrong, sir? Yes. Last night while the mate of the watch was asleep, three... Stop that noise! Fiya! Three men jumped ship last night. Churchill was one of them. You don't seem surprised? Now that it's happened, no. No, I'm not surprised. I must say I'm no longer surprised myself when I see the example being set by my first officer. Just look at yourself, man. Look at the way you're dressed. Come on. You're no better than one of these natives. At least I am no worse. I think your brain has been overheated, sir. And your body overindulged in sexual excess. I have done no more than any natural man would do. No. You have done no more than any wild animal would do. It always makes me laugh, but when men lose their self-restraint they say they're natural. They are more natural than men who have nothing to restrain. Mr Christian, you will report to the ship before sundown. Is that understood? No. No. What did you say? You said no. Is that what you said? Is that what you said? No. Alright. You will report to the ship immediately. Do you understand me? And you will stay on ship. There will be no more mixing with the degenerate natives of these islands. By any of my officers. Or by any of my crew. You comprehend my meaning, sir? Good. Keep em' coming. Move it along. Don't drop them. Come on, Purcell. Remember that's what we're here for. And the next one please. Come on. Keep them coming. Good lads. Alright. Where are they? I don't know yet, sir. We'll find them. Damn fools. Don't make it worse for yourself. Stand up. Stand up! He can't, sir. Bit of trouble with the locals out there. You know the penalty for desertion, mister? We came back of our own accord, sir. You're a mindless animal, Churchill. I will decide your punishment when you're fit to receive it.
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