Horatio Hornblower - Horatio Is Court Martialed

0:00Call our hands, beat the quarters. Turn up the guards, stand by, let's turn the battle. One broadside, infrared, please, Captain Bush. Point of them, target. Windstock's ready. Eyes more ready! Fire! Presenting Michael Redgrave as CS barsters in dominant amount of the sea, Horatio Hornblower.

1:31The The The The The The The The The The The The The The The The My sit at my ease now and look back down the years and smile at the foolish hopes and fears of the man that I was. My fears were well enough to find it then. The Navy on the public were hard masters. There was no gains saying the fact that I had surrendered and lost my ship the southern and the rosis. The odds have been overwhelming. I had fought to the last and I was acting under the orders of Admiral Layton, but I had struck my colors and that was an act which my lords of the Admiralty at Whitehall would find it hard to forgive. I sat solitary in my small cabin on the victory and listened grimly to the signs as the captains and admirals who were to try men, assembled.

2:32Still they come. Does it need the whole British Navy to try one captain? Try like bulges fucking to a feast. Captain Captain Captain Captain Captain Captain The Lord Is the court ready? I am The Lord I am the Lord. There is only Captain Hornblower's sword to place on the table. There. There it comes now. Thank you. Find sword. Captain Canada Here's the Lord. The sword of 100 guineas value is presented to Captain Hornblower by the patriotic fund for his victory over the Spanish ship Nativity Dad. A wonderful achievement that, the Lord. Yes. Kitty had you come to this. I always regarded Hornblower as a very fine officer. Yes, the Lord. I still do. That is a very improper remark to me to the president of the court, Captain Canada.

3:32I have no feelings about Captain Hornblower. It is my duty to pronounce judgments according to the evidence. Scors間, Lord. Shall I place the sword here? Yes. On that table. The hill towards me. The point towards where Hornblower was sent. I think you'll let the court assemble in the gun defile. I am a Lord. And, Canada. Yes, we are alone. I am going to make an impropriate mark. Indeed, my Lord. Yes, the figure. If it is today such that I am able to instruct you to turn that sword with the hilt facing Hornblower, I shall be the happiest man in the navy. Thank you, my Lord. To do respect, my Lord, I venture to disagree. As to Hornblower, I shall be the happiest. It is curious that despite the fact that the next hour or two were among the most important of my life, I can recall that a little detail. A few impressions remain vivid.

4:33A glitter of gold lace on the coats of the semicircle of officers in the great cad in of the victory. The endless formalities of the preliminaries. The face of the Cadmaltry officer has been sent to conduct my defense. My sword lying for lonely on the table with its point winking at me with a cold glint. As witness followed witness, I found myself wishing that I'd suffer death in the battle, rather than face this weary sifting of pointless information. One moment, please, Captain Bush. Now, on this matter of judgment, where was your place during the battle? On the court of deck, besides the captain's eye, to receive his orders. So that everything that was visible to him was apparent to you also? Yes, sir. I see. Now, you have told us in your evidence that you were wounded, and that despite your desire to remain on deck, the captain had you carried below for your own safety. That's right, sir. He only thinks of others, sir. He quite quite. Now, will you describe to us briefly the general position of the time you were taken

5:34below? Well, sir. We'd already clippered two French ships, and we were then engaging the other two, and giving them hell to. We could have you suffered much damage and casualties. We were a wreckser, missing toughness, shopped away, four and many must-downal about our years. The French three decker was right alongside, and pumping broad sides into us. We had so many wounded below that it sounded like battle. Half our gun crews were dead at their guns, and the deck was too steep and we were glad to walk on sir. I find out after we said we had a hundred and seventeen killed in a hundred and forty-five wounded. Oh, sir, please, sir. I'm afraid. Now, captain Bush, I want you to think carefully before answering this question. Remember, it is possible that this very day you all might be call upon in your capacity as a British naval captain to fight just such another battle in command. If you were called upon to fight such a battle, and if you found your ship and crew in the condition you have described, would you surrender to the enemy?

6:36Yes, sir. Knowing that you would be called upon to answer for your action? I'd still do it, sir. Would you consider that while your ship was yet afloat, it might still be recaptured and made serviceable to its country? Yes, sir. If you had no crews to power the guns and fuel to repel borders, would you think it reprehensible to throw away the lives of the remainder when no victory could come of the gesture? I'd call it criminal service. And one more question, captain. If you had disabled four enemy ships and inflicted upon them dreadful casualties, would you consider that proof of your skill and determination? I think it might point that way, sir. Thank you, captain Bush. However faulty your judgment may be, I venture to suggest that it is a judgment with which most practical sailors would concur. Bush sat down, beaming like a hurricane ramp. The prosecuting and defending officers grinned at each other across the court.

7:38My next witness was called. I was weary of the whole thing. It was heartily relieved, and the last witness had been heard, the last speech is made, and the court was adjourned. Back in my cabin, I found an elegant civilian dressed in buff and blue with an eet silk crevette. This face seemed vaguely familiar. Calendar introduced him. I will come for you again when the court reached its decision. In the meantime, a may I present Mr. Foucaféir of his Majesty's government? When I heard his name, I remembered why his face seemed familiar. I'd seen it caricatured many times. He was the famous wit who wrote in the anti-Gallican land was deep in the secrets of the cabinet. He bowed elegantly, almost a feminine fit, and begged leave to ask me some questions. That's truth to tell, I had depaid in the attention to it, and now that I was out of the court, I'd burned to be back there to get it over and to hear the worst. Seemed an age before calendar returned.

8:39What were your impressions of conditions in France, sir? That's a long story, sir. In the first place, when you accused me, Mr. Féir, most certainly, sir. The court is assembled, Captain Honler. Thank you, I'll come and meet it in. Is the execution a present, or does it have to send to London for him? That's not fair, Honler. You know I'm not permitted to discuss this case with you. No, I'm sorry, I was unforgivable, I'm a little... Well, not quite myself. Well, here we are. You won't have to wait much longer. My heart was beating hard as I went in, and I knew that I was pale. I jerked my hair direct to the unearthly eyes of the judges in their blue and gold. It's not how old she'd lost an awakened mist. Only one thing was plain. A table in a small, cleared space before the president. They're my sword, lad. I saw nothing of the cabin, nothing of the judges. My eyes sawed only my sword, and the message it would give me.

9:50The hilt was towards me. The hilt. I was not guilty. Silence, please, sir. Captain Honler, I'm a lot. This court is of the unanimous opinion, that your gallant and unprecedented defense of his majesty, Scythalon, against the force of superior, is deserving of every praise the country and this court can give. Your conduct, together with the officers and men under your command, reflects not only the highest honor on you, but on the country at large. You are therefore most unreliably acquitted. Look at them, look at them, Hamler. Every ship and the fleet of the Judges, men, and the men, you're famous.

10:52Congratulations, Captain Honler. Congratulations on behalf of his majesty's government, not that there was any doubt about it, of course. Thank you, Mr. Fair. I should have been happy to be able to share your confidence. And now, sir, if you're ready, I've had a post-shade horse to wait in this last six hours. By orders are to convey you immediately to London. To London? But you'll be good enough to stepping to the bar. Thank you, sir. I suggest, sir, that you take off your hat to show the fleet how much you appreciate their good wishes. The hat on your arm, please, at this way. Captain Horisio, Hamler. Mr. Hukun, Frouf. Ah, Hamler, welcome home. Come and be presented. Go right high, Miss. This is Captain Bumler. Evening Captain? Everyone's been talking about you, Captain Fierce, and so the audio, Danny, Captain, so the audio. Damn, smart bit of work. Good as I could have done myself.

11:53Here, come here. Make the presentation. It was all a dream, surely. I felt the acolyd and heard the formal words which dubbed me night. Rise, sir, Horisio, Hamler. The day of the war. It was a ribbon to be hung over my shoulder. And a star to be pinned on my breast. A red cloak to be draped about me. About to be repeated, signatures to be written. I was a knight of the most honorable order of the bath as somebody lively proclaimed, with a ribbon and a star to wear for the rest of my life. The congratulations flowed about me like a sea. My best wishes, Julia. Colonel? Colonel, sir. His royal highness has been freed to a point, to one of his kernels of the rings. I was still dazed. A kernel of marines received pay to the amount of 1,200 pounds a year and did no duty for it.

12:53It was an appointment given to successful captains to be held until they reached flag rank. I remember that my prize money already amounted to 6,000 pounds. I'd attained financial security at last for the first time in my life. I had a title, a ribbon, and a star. Everything I'd ever dreamed of having in fact, but what I wanted most was to go to Barbara and my son. The born and days. I am well-to-well, sir. I never had a feck of royal highness. Thank me by joining us at Hasid, the door rival interrupts you a damn interesting game. Bring up those gentlemen, gentlemen, wine. No, no. Sit here beside Lady Jane, captains. Well, sir, it's very... Because you're not captain, you want to play? Don't, yes. I know all about you. Welcome. You want to step away to John Walter. Well, tell him to write when his damn leaders and get my civilist raise. I work hard and have for it. God knows.

13:53Well, I don't see why you want to take the captain away. Don't very well, then. Damn you. Go if you want to. I didn't imagine you can't say, Hasid. I know I wouldn't. Not as the prince for using his own dice. Thanks for getting me out of it. Who is John Walter, that is Royal Highness the Virgin? He's the editor of the Times. There'll have to be a big story about you in your nighthood. The public's got to realize that the government's naval offices are achieving great things. Oh. My nighthood is a political move to them. And all the other honors? Everything's political, my dear, for that's for us. But you wouldn't have got it if you hadn't earned it. And now I took the liberty of engaging a room for you at the Golden Cross. I had your baggage sent round, and they're expecting you. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. They were. Post and chambermaid and boots all flattened

14:54and bowed and almost frustrated themselves. It was, yes, a ratio and no, a ratio. And I could have not brahaged off. They made a procession of lighting me up the bed, and then fast-blown me internally. But when I wanted, it was a little piece. That was left to learn at last. To punch into bed and spend a sleepless night going over again all the details about an amazing day. And wondering what the motto held installed. Sir, for ratio, hornblower. For ratio, welcome home. Barbara was in black. Of course, late in the dead for less than a year still, but black, sister. Her skin was creamy white against it. It was with a pen that I remember the golden tan of her cheeks in the old days on the Lydia. The nurses bringing Richard meanwhile heartless congratulations on your success. Thank you. Thank you, I was. I was extremely lucky, really.

15:55The lucky man is usually the man who knows how much to leave the chance. Oh, thank you, nurse. You may leave little Richard with us. And this was my son. This little bundle with the brown eyes looking up at me. This tiny light thing that I held in my arms. I was a new sentimentalist yet. There was something in my eyes that made it difficult for me to see clearly. I felt her warm rush of affection for the poor, helpers, babies that are ill. I looked up at Barbara and it seemed to me that her eyes too were not quite dry, but she was smiling. You have so much more, Horatio, wealth, position of future, and a son. It's only the latter that I really prize Barbara. Yet it is the wealth and the position that I would like to share. Oh, and not your son?

16:57Oh, you have almost made him yours. All I want in the world is in this room at this moment. All that I want to, Horatio. Come to me, Barbara. My son shall not come between us. He shall be our son. Horatio. Horatio. Horatio. Horatio Hornblower starring Michael Redgrave is based on the novels by C. S. Forester. Music composed and conducted by Sydney Torch. Produced by Harry Alan Towers.