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Mystery - Retro Radio — Horatio Hornblower - Protecting The Convoy. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
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The vetting Michael Redgrave, that's the best. Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! That's CS Barsters in Domenal Man of the Sea, Horatio Haranblore.
RUN! Looking back now over all my voyages, I think the start of that one was the most miserable and distressing. My ship was seriously under manned. I was suffering from the sea sickness, which always attacked me at the beginning of the voyage. My mind was torn between anxiety for my wife, Mariah, who would be having our baby before marriage. Misery at the marriage of Lady Barbara was in it. And now I was saddled with the care of six fat stupid, lovely merchant ships. As I stood on my court of deck in the grey dawn, with a wind whipping through the bigging, I cursed those in dimmin' for their slowness and acknowledging my sickness. They must man those in the air, meant with blockage, Lord Morderton's been flying
at Sigil's at the dip for ten minutes. Does that have any sense to clear the hell out? Oh, well. I've given them their course for Finister, and they must follow it as best they can. I shall go below, Mr. Bush. I said, what more would you? Shutting, he's happening. The warmer castle's holding a wind. Look, sir. You can see us through the glass. Yes. Yes, she's spun around. She's crawling up to Windward towards us. Surely she's signaling. Where's the signal, Sir? Yes, sir. It's a jumbles, they go. I can't read it. What? Looks like number 29, sir. Hmm? But he can't be. That means just continue with the action. Well, now she's holding down. Oh, there goes another. It's... It's number 11. Yeah. Number 11, sir. That means enemy inside. I said that! What can you see on the fortbow? Have you ever been the warmer castle, sir? Yes, sir. Now I can see a no-sack. Two leggers on the fortbow! Luggers, eh? They could only mean private years, sir.
If they could pick up on each de-demon, it'll be a feather in their caps, and we shall prevent them from feathering their caps. Hands to quarters, Mr. Bush. Aye, aye, sir. Hands to quarters! If you need our wits about it, the person's going to be difficult. They will maneuver the cutoff for ship to Windward. And they are alongside a border while we're beating up against the wind. That's it. Those leggers are the quickest lighting in stays. The indian ones are so strong. Our crew is so raw. They're at two leggers. We shall have them perry two thrusts at once. You can see them play with it, sir. Two masters. They have about 20 guns of peace, night-owners. We could blow them out of the water if they were fools enough to come in close range. I'd say they carry about 150 men each. An all-back for gold. Let's have the guns, though, and run out, Mr. Bush. Aye, aye, sir. Brother, the gun!
That's the leading like us, eh? Didn't see where the shot went? Yeah, I must stop it. I'll release it. Me, sir, steady. The water casters are shearing up. She'll run into the next ship at a minute. Can we reach a re-try? Yes, we're too close now for the luggers to death. Ah, that's right. So they're swinging away to avoid our broadside. Back to the main target. They must keep the windward of the convoy, so that we can bestow them to any danger point. Let the convoy get ahead again. Aye, sir. On the layup to an outer. They're leading the convoy. Yes, they're going to swing around presently and attack the starboard ship. That one sail, we must intercept. Yes, there they go, then off to the Lord Morningsett. Out of watch. Out of watch. They're going to switch to the warmer castle, or I'm a duterman. Yes, I told you. Ah, ah, you thought ahead of them there, sir. We can't have off again. He's out of the India man, have to take the stutter scatter. What's that, break up? We'll never get to the trick in one in time. Hello.
What's the game now? They thought up some plan I imagined. They're working in sternobus. Yeah, yeah. It's something I see there in tension. They're going to diverge. Yes. Here they come, sir. One to starboard, one to port. They're going to attack both wings of the convoy once. We'll never get across to one in the other, they die. We must, there's no alternative. The starboard dog is slightly nearer. We'll tackle her first. Starboard to point. Starboard to point, dude. So cross the laggers' vise on this course. She'll have to wait to avoid our broadside, and that'll keep her off the convoy. Who went about the other one, sir? This course is tricky. It's a way from the convoy. I can't help that. I only hope his to get back in time. We've edged this one away at least. The chicken lugga, sir. She's attacking the warmer caster, the boss. For the braises. Starboard to starboard. Fire! They're going to ambush the most quickly.
I did think it's so tough to move like this. We're carrying two reds canvas. Yes, play right over this wind of the end, you know. We'll throw a red in them and they'll never get out of the way. Look out, we're going to run the Lord Morningsense. Now, hell, she's swirving. Look, look. Look, it's the lagger alongside the warmer caster. Stand here, gums. Look at that, get the lagger abroad, sir. Let's go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. Give the lagger abroad, sir, just a little faster. Helmsling, steer through that gap between those two ships. The bridge with the boss, sir. That's crystal story of. Oh, the sea is coming. They're jumping back into the lagger. Up goes that baseball. Check it away, you're attacking the missiles, up, so. I'm going to go down. Take your aim. Wait till you're done. Bam! Ah! I'm going to go down. I'm going to go down. I'm going to go down. And then he comes to the waisting set. A home broad train and a rear company sprung to the way.
Two shots with a cross-adjector. Look at that. They've tied a clean butter through those bands. Dunst in their sudden is a ligament. A sail's a filling. They'll let it go their way. Get your guns to there again. Okay? Jesus, listen as I tied the deadness. Oh, man! She hit us somewhere. My timbers ought to keep our nine binders of this range. Stand by your guns. Take good aim this time. Fire as you're there. All right, I know. Catch better, much better. Help, man! Help my balls to the way! Man shall toughest shout to the war. Shall we go in and finish us here? Certainly not, Mr. Bush. It's obvious to God the convoy. Square away on the other side. We've been sealed with the other one before she can attack us on the other side.
Hainst operations! Live with air! Goodbye, Mr. Froggy. You're my long days, work ahead of me over before you can see for us again. Convoy was frantically beating up towards us again with the second privateer on their heels, like a dog after a flock of sheep. But if the sighted for Sutherland brushing down upon her, she shared off again. Obviously, she worked on to make a dash at one of the outside ships, but I swung the Sutherland round and headed her off. And I said, went on for an hour or more like a game of height and sea. But with only one luck at a deal with my task was easier. At last, the Frenchman realized that he was wasting his time. His big luggs all came round and he smashed away to win wood in search of his crippled colleague. He's up, sir! We had no more trouble with those two. No, Mr. Bush, but the captain of that second luck is a fool. If he left his concert to look after itself and hang on to us until nightfall, it'd be almost short to pick up one of our ships in the darkness.
There, there, you can secure the guns, huh? I said, secure the guns, Mr. Jettel! What is your idea of cheering about for the noise they make you think they're fun for the saga? Mr. Bush, stop that noise. It wants to send the hands off to speak to them. Silence! I remember that. What have you done? Brightened up a couple of luggers on much bigger than our long boat. Two broad sides from 74 guns and their peace to themselves were knocked out. The peace to themselves were knocked out somewhere, a single spark. Half the trouble with the men is that we have enough old heads to lead over the right ropes. It's the same in my gun, sir. I got 74 of them and no more than 50 trained gunwaves. I know. I'll train them at times, then, without my gunners couldn't hit a three-decker at point-break-wing. I know, I know. I know. I have my... I'll get some more men before his voices, my tolder, if I... Well, if I have to land in France and seize France, then.
Ten days of a strong nor east of Lewin did not only had it my convoy to the North African latitude, where I was to leave them, but also prevented all intercourse and visiting between ships. But now the wind had dropped to a gentle breeze. The southern land was slipping slowly along with the west librae's a beam. The six east Indian men were clustered together at only a few cables length to do it. Even before General reported, I'd marked the approach of a boat from the Lord Morning to play. I'd nerfed myself for the inevitable polite call. As the visitors came aboard, I saw the man in the formal frog goat who's kept in Osborne at the Lord Morning to.
His companion was resplendent in full civilian dress with ribbon and star. Good afternoon, Captain Hornblah. I would like to present to you Lord Eastlake, Governor, Designit of Bombay. This is a great pleasure, your Lord Hipp. The... the... the... the pleasure is mine, Captain. I have come to bigger view to accept, on behalf of your ship's company, this purse of 400 ginseng. 400 ginseng? Sir, he has been subscribed by the passengers of the East Indian convoy in recognition of the skill of the courage displayed by the Subalund in action with two French privateer. Well, it's the most generous and totally undeserved, sir. Nevertheless, I greatly appreciate your kindness and on behalf of my ship's company, I thank you, Lord. I am the borough of the most cordial invitation to you and your first lieutenant to join us at dinner in the Lord Morning to. Thank you for your courtesy, sir. I deeply regret that I must decline the invitation, but we part company into ours.
Well, then, is there pity? Captain Hornblah... Can't you be persuaded? I'm on the King's service and under the most explicit orders from the Admiral. Will you make his captain a... I understand. But at least you will allow me to... to meet some of your officers. I will be the one to be sure to meet you, sir. I'm not sure if you're on the King's service. But you know, there's no need to turn all that money over to us in the man. You can treat it as prize money and take your share and the prize rule. Thank you, Mr. Bush, but I can't accept that sort of reward from civilians. However, the crew must show appreciation. Manly odds and have the man get three chairs as Lord Eastlakes both pulls away. Manly men, Lord Eastlakes brought you a present for saving the convoy. Three chairs for his Lordship.
Mr. Bush, sir, Mr. Duh, don't attention over here, please. Well, this is a man desperately short of men. I am going to take some from those East Indie of them. Sir, they're John Company ships. They're men out of the country from the Precious. Nobody is exempt when the King's service needs it. I'm aware that I'm contributing Admiralty orders, but I plead necessity. Will you excuse me, sir, if I point out that John Company is the most powerful corporation in England? It might be a bad policy to offend them, sir. I'll be a judge of my policy, Mr. Gerard, and I'll take the responsibility. You will obey orders. Those ships will cite no land until they reach Saint-Ellinan. It'll be three or four months before any protest can reach England. The six months before any centre can reach me in the Mediterranean. It's possible that in six months we shall all be dead. Thank you, sir. Give the boats crews pistols and cutters. Here's just to show that I'll send no nonsense. I want twenty men from each of their ships. Twenty from each? That's flouting the law of the Grand Scale, sir. That's the only sensible scale on which to flight the law, Mr. Bush.
The Grand Scale of the Grand Scale. Tempting order, this is an outrage, sir, and I must protest against it. At this very moment, your new challenge is permeating my crew with a few two investments. Exacting by my orders, sir. But why? I can hardly believe it, sir. Well, are you aware that this is a frequent violation of admiral-jaid regulations? A perfect outrage, sir. The ships of the unverbal East India Company are exempt from investment. I, as comrade, must protest on the last of Christmas, my one hand against any contribution of the law. I should be glad to receive your protest when you make it, sir. What? When I make it? But what I have never did, sir. I have made my protest. But will you not allow me to ask for volunteers from among your crew captain? That may be a few men who'd like to join the King's service. Oh, I cannot imagine, sir, that many men will be foolish enough to exchange the comfort of the East India Company's service. But I'll regard them as ships of the lion, but...
Well, yes, I would agree, even to that. Well, I'll see him in the affair with the privateers, as was so admirable that, frankly, I find it hard to refuse your anything. That's very good of you, sir. Allow me to escort you to your gate. I will recall my boats. Since I will have taken the volunteers first, we can rely on it that they have all the willing ones on board, and I shall return the unwilling ones. Thank you, captain, I was once, thank you. He calmed down, what the blister. Pity, we have to give way. But we might get a few volunteers out of that lot, sir. Hmm. Feels so wish-out, Mr. Wolf. He is the launch of the cutter coming back, sir. They're both loaded with men to the gun, sir. They're passing captain Osborne's gate now. He's waving and shouting something to them. Mr. Gerard and Mr. Reyna are very properly paying no attention to him. Stand by, the man will be coming aboard very shortly. Sir, let's down the road. The captain will address you.
Now listen to me, man. You're probably a bit bewildered at your sudden change of circumstances, but let me assure you that the entry-ports through which you've just passed is a gateway to glory. I will never walk so dark, glory. I will never ask for love to raises his voice or interrupts again. For 17 years, your country has been struggling with the course of the entire of it. Your ease and comfort has been possible only because of the loyalty and courage of the brave men who've manned British men of war. Now you have the opportunity of joining that gallon company. You've got other opportunities too, the chance of prize money. The convoy from which you've come presented my crew with 400 guineas for their work in saving you from the French privateers. And there's more, much more, to be made by willing men on the East Coast by taking your French prizes. You will serve your country and yourself at the same time. No man is treated harshly on my ship unless he deserves harshness. You're here, and it's in your hands now whether your lives go well or ill. And what I do, I do in the name of his majesty, the king.
That's all. God, march these men down to the mandate. Mr. Bush had the goodness to go down and read the article of the war to them. Hi, I'm sorry. I have taken a bold step for the necessities of war demanded boldness. I now had nearly a full complement of crew with these 120, most of them able semen. By the time Bush returned from reading the men into the service, the votes were in-boarded and we were all ready to square away. Mr. Vincent, signal to the convoy. All men have volunteered. Thank you. Goodbye. All men have volunteered. Thank you. Goodbye. Hi, I saw. I think about what you say to the Admiralty. I should tell them that I took the men with the permission of the Commodore.
I did, too. He said I could keep any men who volunteered. Yes, but not many did, really. You'll know Semen as well as I do, Bush. It'll be a year before we get back to England and in that time I should be surprised if I don't convince most of them that they did volunteer. We only want a bit of luck. A few prizes and those fellows will swear to anything. You should so vastly stroke, sir. At the Admiralty, who will be reluctant to prosecute. They know as well as we do have necessities that you see, but now... Signal's down, sir. The Lord Mornington is replying. What does she say? Captain Osborne, the Captain Holmler. Do not understand your signal. A weight boat. Thank you. Is that also a hand suppressor? Spread away that. Mr. Vincent, voice to another signal please. Just one word. I don't. Which word, sir? Goodbye. The Lord Mornington is the Lord Mornington.
The Lord Mornington is the Lord Mornington. The Lord Mornington is the Lord Mornington. Horatio Hornblower, starring Michael Redgrave, is based on the novels by CS Foresters. Music composes and conducted by Sydney Torch, produced by Harry Allen Towers.
Music composes and conducted by Harry Allen Towers.
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