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Queen
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| The Queen proceeds
to do the entire Captain Blood routine, rescuing the slaves, swinging from
halyards, quipping with the bad guy, lots of swash, way more buckle.
But the slaves are caught by Montoya at dawn and taken to town to be hanged. It's also the next morning at Dr. Helm's. Camilla still has her lace gloves on...but who can say? In any case, this morning she's keen on having the doctor kill her husband, if he won't let her do it herself. Did I tell you I don't kill people, Camilla? You've killed lots of people, Robert. That was the war! Oh, hell, Dr. Helm stomps out to the strains of "I'll do it my way..." |
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| Helm emerges onto
the main street as the slaves are being brought in. He muscles the guards.
One pulls a pistol....and guess whose whip finds its barrel before the
man can fire.
I had this in control, Dr. Helm complains. Whatever, you take these two to the beach and I'll follow with Camilla. |
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| Following with Camilla turns out to include a protacted snicker snack with the despicable Captain Wentworth, finished off by some well-placed crockery, on the part of the Mrs. | |||
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| Well, Camilla
and the two slaves make it down to the ship and sail off.
I've lost my wife and my ship, the captain moans. And I have lost my cannon and am left with you, Captain. A more wretched bargain I never made, I'm so sure. |
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The Queen and the Doctor watch the ship from a bluff above the beach. Why didn't you go with her, Doctor? I think you know the reason, he replies. |
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