board?
Wanton extravagance!
-I'm surprised at you.
-Sorry, sir.
Good to have you back on board,
Mr. Hornblower.
Can anyone lend me a clean
white shirt?
-What's so funny?
-You can have one of mine, lad.
This will never do.
-I hear the steward has a flatiron.
-Thank-you.
It is not a simple request.
I've got one pair of hands.
I've got better things to do
with my time
than iron your neckerchief,
Mr. Hornblower.
I'll do it myself.
Just give me the iron.
I'll have a queue at my door
every morning.
I'll give you my spirit ration.
Well, at least you won't
disgrace the ship.
Thank-you Mr. Bracegirdle.
My hat!
Well, take it off as soon as
you can and,
carry it under your arm.
Maybe they won't notice.
You're as ready now as you
ever will be.
Thank-you, sir.
Here he comes, lads!  Three cheers
for Mr. Hornblower!
And, another three!
-Good luck, Mr. Hornblower!
-Good luck, sir.
Acting Lieutenant Hornblower,sir,
reporting for the examination
There's forty of us.
How many of us will they pass,
do you think?  Five?
Here they come!
Black Charlie Hammond, looking as
if he's lost a guinea
and found a sixpence.
Harvey, of the Dockyard.
And Dreadnaught Foster, no less.
First young gentleman!
Three more months at sea, be darned.
I was told to send the next man.
What did they ask you?
They began by asking me to define
a rumb line.
-Rumb line?
-Well, don't keep them waiting,
-I advise you.
-You were there ten minutes.
Forty of us, ten minutes each,
why, it will be midnight before
they reach the last of us.
They'll never do it.
If time runs out, perhaps they'll
try you in batches,
like the French tribunals.
Next!
How did you fare?
Bad luck.
Next!
Well, if it isn't Pellew's young
upstart.
Well, sir?  Report yourself.
We've no time to waste.
H-Hornblower, sir. H - h - Horatio
Hornblower, midshipman.
I mean, acting lieutenant.
Indefatigable.
Certificates, please.
Well, sit yourself down.
You're close-hauled on the port tack,
Mr. Hornblower,
beating up channel with a
nor'easterly wind blowing strong
with Dover bearing north two miles.
Is that understood?
Yes, sir.
Now, the wind veers four points,
taking you flat aback.
What do you do, sir?  What do you do?
By now you are dismasted.
Dismasted, sir. Cliffs of Dover
under your lee.
You're in very serious trouble,
Mr…Hornblower.
Are we to receive the fountain
of your wisdom, Mr. Hornblower.
Or did you perhaps leave your tongue
on the plague ship?
I…. Dismasted, you say?
Indeed.
Dover… Dover cliffs…
What's going on?
It's a general alarm.  See?
There!
There, sir!  A fire ship!
If it touches a ship, she'll go up
like paper.
-We must get back to our ships.
-They're firing on it, sir!
Pray they sink it.
You!  You! Shoreboat,
Come along side. Come along side,
blast you!
Come alongside or I'll fire into you.
You, sentry there, make ready
to give them a shot.
-Come on Hammond,for God's sake, man.
-Move yourself, sir.
Darn it, Harvey.
For God's sake, what are
you doing, man?
She's heading for the Indefatigable,
sir.
-Pull for the Dreadnaught.
-Darn it, I'm the senior, here.
Pull for the Calypso.
Pull, men, pull!
Pull for your lives!
There she is!
She's swinging right!
Heaven help them aboard there.
-She'll be alongside her in a minute.
-With a man at her wheel,
-she could be steered clear.
-Are you mad?
Sir,nobody could survive on that
-The boy's right,we should try
Pull!  Pull away!
Pull away, darn it and you may
live through this! Pull!
The heat is too great to board her.
Now lay her under the counter.
Jump for it.
Let me go, sir.
The Indefatigable is my ship.
Be my guest, Mr. Hornblower.
Be my guest.
Use spars to fend her off!
Hand pump!
We've got to get to that wheel.
-Here, sir, take this!
-Right.
-Hard-a-port.
-The wheel's jammed, sir!
Here, cast off this lashing.
Cast it off.
-Now, hard over!  Hard over!
-Hard over it is, sir.
She's answering the helm,