Horatio Hornblower: The Fire Ship (1998 TV Movie)
[the aristocratic Mr. Tapling is assigned Cook's Mate on the quarantine voyage, and is helping the Steward to butcher a bullock]
Tapling: This is without question the most revolting experience of my entire life.
Steward: It has its advantages, sir.
Tapling: None that I can see.
Steward: The man with the hatchet gets to pick the choicest cuts.
Tapling: Indeed... show me.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: Where's Mr. Tapling?
Matthews: He refuses to rise from his bunk, sir.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: Does he indeed?
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: Good morrow, Mr. Tapling! When shall you grace us with your presence above decks?
Tapling: Never. There is no point.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: The Moors have come to fetch their gold.
Tapling: The Moors? Don't let them aboard, set sail at once.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: The gold is theirs by right.
Tapling: I will not see them, send one of the men.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: I need my men, Mr. Tapling!
Tapling: I have pains in my body, I cannot move. The hand of Death is upon me.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: In that case, you shall have no need for rations.
[Takes away his food]
Tapling: You would withold rations from a dying man?
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: I would consider it my duty to help speed your release from this world, sir.
Tapling: [gets up] The Admiral will hear of this!
Tapling: A new acquaintance with the cuts of a bullock and the worth of full bellies for the men. Such knowledge will serve me well.
Capt. Sir Edward Pellew: Look, you have nothing to reproach yourself with. One man has died. Others may live, thanks to you.
Capt. Hammond: We followed as fast as we could get these rock scorpions to row!
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: [referring to Captain Foster] He's truly a great man, sir. To be half the man that he is would see my life fulfilled.
Lt. Bracegirdle: Careful, Mr. Hornblower, such greatness always has its price.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: Each of us has a maggot in our past which will happily devour our future.
Capt. Sir Edward Pellew: Men like Bunting choose to cast themselves adrift.
Lt. Bracegirdle: [Observing Hornblower as he stares out to sea] Something disturbs your thoughts, I fancy.
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: Just thinking of the distances we travel and yet how far we've still to sail as men.
[on the quarantine voyage]
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: And slaughter a bullock for the men.
Matthews: A bullock, sir?
Acting Lt. Horatio Hornblower: Every meal may be our last. Let's make sure it's a feast.
Matthews: [laughs] Aye, aye, sir!