Duncan Bell credited as playing...
Midshipman Clayton
- Midshipman Jack Simpson: Where is he?
- Midshipman Clayton: I regret that my principle has met with an accident that prevents his attendance this morning
- Midshipman Jack Simpson: You mean the little coward has pissed himself?
- Midshipman Clayton: The beating he gave you, that was nothing. Believe me. You don't know half of what he's capable of.
- Midshipman Clayton: [to Horatio, as he lays dying]
- [referring to Simpson]
- Midshipman Clayton: I'm sorry... I didn't kill him.
- Midshipman Archie Kennedy: A duel? Are you mad?
- Midshipman Horatio Hornblower: Tomorrow see's an end to it, Archie. One way or another I shall be rid of him... I have an even chance.
- Midshipman Archie Kennedy: [looks to Clayton and then Horatio] An even chance? Simpson's reckoned one of the best shots in the Navy, he'll kill you certain shot!
- Midshipman Clayton: [Horatio looks to Clayton]
- [a beat]
- Midshipman Clayton: I'll act as your second, of course but... Have you ever fought a duel before?
- Midshipman Horatio Hornblower: [after he and Clayton settle Archie after his first fit] What ails him?
- Midshipman Clayton: [Glances at Simpson] What ails us all.
- Midshipman Clayton: [after shooting Simpson in a duel] Got you... Bastard...
- [blood pours from his mouth and he collapses forwards, shot in the gut]
- Midshipman Clayton: [Handing Horatio a flask] There's a drop of Grog in it to warm you through.
- [No response]
- Midshipman Clayton: Horatio?
- Midshipman Horatio Hornblower: Death.
- Midshipman Clayton: What?
- Midshipman Horatio Hornblower: I was thinking on death.
- Midshipman Clayton: Whose?
- Midshipman Horatio Hornblower: Mine.
- Midshipman Clayton: Damned unsporting of the everlasting to fix his canon 'gainst self-slaughter. If you ask me.
- Midshipman Cleveland: [upon seeing Horatio] What's this then, Archie?
- Midshipman Archie Kennedy: Another mess mate, gentlemen.
- Midshipman Hether: And whose pretty arse did you neglect kissing to find yourself amongst the fleet's forgotten?
- [Horatio is quiet]
- Midshipman Hether: Well speak, apparition!
- Midshipman Horatio Hornblower: My name's Hornblower.
- Midshipman Cleveland: What an infernal piece of bad luck for you.
- Midshipman Clayton: How old are you, Mr.Hornblower?
- Midshipman Horatio Hornblower: Seventeen, sir.
- Midshipman Hether: Seventeen, sir! You hear that, Cleveland?
- Midshipman Cleveland: If you wanted to be a seaman, boy, you should've started at twelve.