The Law of Christian

 

You remarkable pig. 

You can Thank 

whatever 

Pig-God you Pray to 

that you haven't 

turned 

Me into a Murderer.

Mates, there's only one thing missing : Captain Bligh.

Oh, yes. I'd give a leg or two

if he could see us now.

Eating away to our heart's content

without a care in the world.

Yeah, I like him better 

where he is.

I like him going away 

in his little boat,

with the hot sun 

beating down

on his hot 

little head.

Well, God grant 

him a dry mouth —

Do You remember when 

he bid us goodbye,

all blown-up like 

a toad?

"I'll never leave you, 

Mr. Christian. Not ever. 

No matter where you go,

I'll always be at 

your shoulder, with 

a rope in Me-Hand."

Of course, he's a man of 

His Word, is Captain Bligh.

So perhaps we ought 

to set him a plate.

"Why, hello there. 

Captain Bligh, sir.

Sit down, sir. Sit down.

Here have a bird wing or two.

And kindly explain why 

you ain't here."

Christian :

There's no doubt about it --

Nobody's glad 

to see A Captain

who comes Home 

without His Ship.

You know, I'd give 

a stick of tabaccy to 

see his ruddy report.

Those Admiralty Lords 

will look at him like 

he was a piece of 

rotten biscuit.

Christian :

I'm afraid your laughter is unwarranted, gentlemen.

Captain Bligh will be acquitted.

He'll be given another ship.

A larger cat-o'-nine-tails to run it with.

You're forgetting 

there's mates of ours

went along with Bligh, sir.

They'll tell what the old pig did.

And they'll tell how he was out

to execute all of us, one by one.

Christian :

Sure. Your Friends are under 

The Shadow of arraignment 

themselves for Mutiny,

if Bligh chooses to charge that 

They Failed to Rally 

to His Calls,or to 

Protect him properly.

Why should they 

invite His Anger?

They won't be given any choice, sir.

They'll be asked questions, 

and The Facts will speak 

for themselves, right?

Christian :

The bare facts alone 

will not indict Bligh.

It's The Privilege of 

every Captain to decide 

when An Emergency warrants the 

reduction of water rations.

Who can deny there 

was an emergency?

The Bounty carried breadfruit.

Vital to the Economic Life

of The British Empire.

Do you suppose it'll 

be acceptable that 

Bligh should return after 

a two-year voyage with 

His Ship laden with dead plants?

Better than with dead men, sir.

Christian :

You're forgetting The Traditional Answer, Mills :

Mission comes First, and 

Lives of Men second.

Well, it's all the one to us now.

Let them make Captain Bligh

King of China if they want to.

We can forget him, Thank God.

And I move we start 

forgetting him right now --

Bligh, Guilty, or Bligh, Not Guilty,

it makes no difference 

to our lovely little island.

And if it did, we could 

write out papers telling our side 

of the story, seal them in bottles and 

send them floating on the sea.

Hey, That's a Thought.

One of them might even bob along

and reach England ahead of Bligh.

That'd put a spike in his coffin.

Christian :

We can make certain that 

his coffin is spiked.

What do you mean, sir?

Christian :

By returning to England ourselves.

Well, what the holy hell for?

You're not serious, Mr. Christian.

It's a joke he'll be after 

having, that's all.

Well, it was a joke to 

spoil me dinner.

Hold it, hold it -- Mr. Christian is 

Meaning what he says, I'm afraid.

Christian :

Yes, I am, Mills.

Then I've got a better idea, sir.

Why don't we hang each other

from the yardarms in the morning?

It'll save us a trip!

Yes.

Christian :

Listen to Me for one moment, gentlemen, please --

I put it to you that we shall never 

find contentment on this island.

Sir, it sounds like you've 

gone Out of Your Mind.

There's no chance for people 

like us to go back to England,

give Bligh a bad name and 

walk free men ourselves.

And anyone who thinks otherwise

 hasn't got the sense that 

God gave geese!

Christian :

You're right, Mills.

We may all very well be hanged.

But Decency is worth fighting for.

You can't live without it.

And hiding here, shivering 

like convicts, when we've a just case 

to present to the courts,

is just another way of Dying.

And a far less bearable one.

I didn't know until 

this moment, what 

the rightful course to pursue was.

But I know it now.

Will You Trust Me?

Look, supposing Bligh's 

been picked up already.

Supposing he's been 

Tried and Acquitted

by the time we get there.

Let it Be So.

Our court martial will be 

Bligh's court martial over again.

Our jeopardy will be Bligh's' jeopardy as well.

And our acquittal will be Bligh's defeat.

It'll mean no more Captain William Bligh

or any like him in His Majesty's Service.

We need only persuade 

The British People

of something they 

already know, that 

Inhumanity is its 

poorest servant.

Gentlemen, I beg you : 

Help me to carry 

that word back to England.

That's a big Thought for 

People Like Us.

Do you mind if we take 

the night to talk about it?

Christian :

Certainly.