Shackleton2002

Sir Ernest Shackleton:
How old are you?

Perce Blackborow:
19, sir, nearly 20. Please don't send me back.

Sir Ernest Shackleton:
Mr. Blackborow, have you ever been to the Antarctic?

Perce Blackborow:
No, sir.

Sir Ernest Shackleton:
Those of us who have been there -- who have seen men starve, go mad, and die -- are not so BLOODY AMUSED!

Perce Blackborow:
No, sir. It's just, I heard you were two men short, so I thought I could help out, like.

Sir Ernest Shackleton:
Oh, did you? Do you know what starvation is, Mr. Blackborow? Have you ever watched a man eat a biscuit, and want to kill him... for just one crumb of it?

Perce Blackborow:
No, sir. I'm sorry, sir.

Frank Wild:
We *are* a man short, boss.

Sir Ernest Shackleton:
Are we? Well, maybe he'll come in useful. If we do face starvation, the stowaway is always the first one we eat, isn't that right, Mr. Wild?

Frank Wild:
Yes, boss.

Perce Blackborow:
We'd get more meat off you, sir.