TURN 2×8
F& Caleb: Our way into New York Harbor.
Benjamin: My God, is this...
Caleb: Yeah. Davey Bushnell’s underwater machine. The Turtle, he calls it.
& Benjamin: How on earth do you navigate this while underwater?
Caleb: Ah, Ben Franklin suggested to Sackett to coat the gauges with foxfire. You know, from dead trees. So now the compass glows in the dark. And I’ll be damned, Benny, but it works.
& Margaret Shippen: Well, New York has its charms. Not that I’m quite certain what they are...
& Rogers: Don’t mind me. I’m just enjoying the show.
& Rogers: Let’s get this over and done with. I want my payment in gold.
Maj. André: I’m authorized to extend a line of credit.
Rogers: In gold.
& Caleb: Lordy. Uh, Lord... I know we haven’t spoken in some time, but... Appreciate it.
& Caleb: It’s been 10 minutes by my count. Although arithmetic was never my strong...
& Caleb: Look, Culper is dead. But you don’t have to be.
& Caleb: Do you know what I had to do to get in here?.. I shaved off my beard for you, you ungrateful shite.
& Abraham: Culper is not dead. Neither is our ring. It’s just not completed yet.
& Capt. Simcoe: Major. This is...
Maj. Hewlett: Somewhat of a surprise?
& Rogers: Just get on with it. Your king is waiting. Northwest passage ain’t gonna discover itself.
♪ Oh, Father dear ♪
♪ You’ve seven sons ♪
♪ You may wed them all the t’morrow ♪
♪ For the fairest flower ♪
♪ Among them all ♪
♪ Was pulled the day on Yarrow. ♪
Bert Jansch — Yarrow
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Sinéad O’Connor — Skibbereen
♪ You’ve seven sons ♪
♪ You may wed them all the t’morrow ♪
♪ For the fairest flower ♪
♪ Among them all ♪
♪ Was pulled the day on Yarrow. ♪
Bert Jansch — Yarrow
+
Sinéad O’Connor — Skibbereen
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