Horatio Hornblower - Horatio Is Court Martialed

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1:03Call our hands, beat the quarters. Turn up the guns, stand by, let's tell them about it. One broadside in order to please get in bush. Point of them, targets! Limztok's ready! Eyes more, ready! Fire! Fire! Presenting Michael Redgrave as CS barsters in Dominable Man of the Sea, Horatio Hornblore.

2:24I'm here to see you again. Oh, you mean the I sit at my ease and I looked back down the years and smile at the foolish hopes and fears of the man that I was. But my fears were well enough to find it then. The Navy and the public were hard masters. There was no gain saying the fact that I had surrendered and lost my ship, the southerlyn, the roses. The odds had 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 of the captains and admirals who were to try men, symbol.

3:35Still they come. Does it need the whole British Navy to try one captain? Right, like a bunch of s**t into a feast. Captain Canada, the Lord, is the court ready? I'm a Lord. There is only Captain Hormler's sword to place on the table. There. There he comes now. Thank you. Hmm. A fine sword, Captain Canada. Here's the Lord. It's the sword of 100 Guinea's value. It's presented to Captain Hormler about the patriotic fund for his victory over the Spanish ship in a tibidad. A bundled achievement, that, my lord. Yes. Kitty, it should come to this. I always regard it Hormler as a very fine officer. Yes, my lord. I still do. That is a very improper remark to make to the president of the court, Captain Canada. I have no feelings about Captain Hormler. It is my duty to pronounce judgments according to the evidence.

4:39Scores, my lord. Shall I place the sword here? Yes, on that table. Here towards me, the points towards where Hormler was sent. Thank you. Let the court assemble and the gun be fired. I am a Lord. And, Canada. Yes, we are alone. I am going to make an improper remark. Indeed, my lord. Yes, a figure. Evidence today is such that I am able to instruct you to turn that sword with the hilt facing Hormler. I shall be the happiest man in the navy. Thank you, my lord. To do respect, my lord, I venture to disagree. Next to Hormler, I shall be the happiest. It's 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. The glitter of gold lays on the coats of the semicircle of offices in the great cabin of the victory.

5:39Endless formalities of the preliminaries. The face of the Admiralty 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. On this matter of judgment. Where was your place during the battle? On the court of deck, besides the captain, 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. I heard quite clearly. Now, we will describe to us briefly the general position of the time you were taken below. Well, sir. We'd already clippled two French ships.

6:40And we were then engaging the other two. And giving them hell too. We could have you suffered much damage and casualties. We were a wreckser. Missed toughness, shopped away. Four and main must-downal about how he is. The French three decker was right alongside him. Pumping broadsides into us. We had so many wounded below that he'd sounded like Bedlam. Half our gun crews were dead of their guns. And the deck was too slippery with blood to walk on, sir. I find out after we said that we had a hundred and seventeen killed and a hundred and forty-five wounded. I want you to think carefully before answering this question. Remember it is possible that this very day you all might be called 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? Yes, sir. Knowing that you would be called upon to answer for your action?

7:42I'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 fire 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 district? I call it criminals. 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 were decontent. Bush sat down, beaming like a hurricane lamp. The prosecuting and defending officers grinned at each other across the court, and the next witness was called. I was weary of the whole thing,

8:44and 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 a neat silk clavette. This face seemed vaguely familiar. Calendar introduced him. I will come for you again when the court's reached its decision. In the meantime, may I present Mr. Foucafier, of his Majesty's government? When I heard his name, I remembered why his face seemed familiar. I'd seen it caricatured many times. It was the famous wit who wrote in the anti-Gallican, and was deep in the secrets of the cabinet. He bowed elegantly, almost effeminate, and begged leave to ask me some questions. But truth to tell, I hardly paid any 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. It seemed an age before Calendar returned. What were your impressions of conditions in France, sir? So that's a long story.

9:44I said, in the first place, will you accuse me, Mr. Foucafier? I said, he said. The court is a symbol, Captain Holler. Thank you. I'll come and meet it in. Is the execution a present? Or did I have to send a London for him? Oh, that's not fair. 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. I knew that I was pale. I jerked my hair direct to the beneath the eyes of the judges in their blue and gold. Somehow, all she'd lost in a vague mist. Only one thing was plain. A table in a small, cleared space before the president. Where my sword lay. I saw nothing of the cabin, nothing of the judges. My eyes sawed only my sword on the message it would give me.

10:47The hilt was towards me. The hilt. I was not guilty of it. Silence, please. Captain Hornblard, melod. This court is of the unanimous opinion that you are gallant and unprecedented defense of his majesty, Sip Sutherland, against the force of superior. He's 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 honorably acquitted. Look at him, look at him, Hamla.

11:47Every ship and the feet of the Giants, men with chilling men, you're your famous. Congratulations, Captain Hornblard. Congratulations on behalf of his majesty's government, not that there was any doubt about it, of course. Thank you, Mr. Bear. I should have been happy to have been 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. My orders are to convey you immediately to London. To London? Thank you, sir. I suggest, sir, that you take off your hat to show the feet how much you appreciate their good wishes. Now, hat on your arm, please. At this way. Captain Horitio Hornblard. Mr. Hogan-Brill. Ah, Hornblower, welcome home. Come and be presented. Don't lie, highness. This is Captain Hornblower. Evening, Captain? Everyone's been talking about you, Captain Pierce,

12:48and so they haught you, Jimmy, Captain, so they haught you. Damn smart bit of work. Good as I could have done myself. Here, come here. Make the presentation. It was all a dream, surely. I felt the accolade and heard the formal words which dubbed midnight. Rise, sir, Horitio Hornblard. It was a ribbon to be hung over my shoulder. A star to be pinned on my breast. A red cloak to be draped about me. A bow 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 under star to wear for the rest of my life. The congratulations flowed about me like a sea. My best wishes to you, Colonel. Colonel, sir. His Royal Highness has been treated to a point to one of his Colonel's Marines.

13:48I was still dazed. A Colonel of Marines received pay to the amount of 1,200 pounds a year and did no duty for it. It 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 had 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. It's born-end days. I am overwhelmed, sir. Hard to know how to thank the Royal Highness. Oh, thank you. By joining us at Hashtag, the door rival interrupts you at a damn interesting game. Ring up, don't sit down, let's have some wine. Oh, no. Sit here, beside Lady Jane, captains. Well, sir, it's very... It doesn't the captain want to play? Don't guess. Yes, I know all about you. Welcome. You want to step away to John Walter.

14:48Well, tell him to write one of his damn leaders and get my civilist raise. I work hard, never for it. God knows. Well, I don't see why you want to take the captain away. Don't very well, then. Damn, you'll go if you want to. I didn't imagine you can't say hazard. 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? He's the editor of the Times. There'll have to be a big story about you and your knighthood. The public's got to realize that the government's naval offices are achieving great things. Oh, so my knighthood is a political move too. And all the other honors? Everything's political, my dear Philip. 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.

15:52They were. Hosts and chambermaid and boots were flattered and bowed and almost prostrated themselves. It was, yes, a ratio and no a ratio. And you're likely to have knocked their heads off. They made a procession of lighting me up the bed and then fast-blown me internally. But when I wanted it, it was a little piece. That was left alone at last. A little punch into bed and spend a sleepless night going over again all the details of an amazing day. And wondering what the motto held in store. Sir Fericio Hornblower. Fericio. Welcome home. Barbara was in black. Of course, late in the dead for less than a year's due. But black sister. A 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.

16:52Thank you. I was extremely lucky, really. The lucky man is usually the man who knows how much to leave the chance. Oh, thank you, nurse. You may leave Richard with us. And this was my son. This little bundle with the brown eyes looking up at me. This tiny light thing with a 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 so warm rush of affection for the poor, helpless babies at a hill. I looked up at Barbara and it seemed to me that her eyes too were not quite dry. But she was smiling. You had 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.

17:55Oh, and not your son? Oh, 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 should not come between us. He should be our son. 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 Allen Towers.