There's an old saying,
"When ships were made of wood, men were made of steel."
Come on, boys!
Argh. Come on!
In 1789, the crew of a British navy ship
rose up and overthrew their captain, William Bligh,
in the infamous mutiny on the bounty.
Bligh and a few loyal men
were bundled into a tiny boat
and abandoned in the middle of the Pacific.
They should have died.
Instead, they managed to sail 4000 miles to safety.
Wave! Wave!
It remains one of the greatest survival feats
of all time.
Stop moving now. This is serious.
Now, for the first time,
nine men are following the same route,
facing the same conditions...
to measure themselves against history.
Back then, those guys were hard as nails.
Can the modern day man endure such hardships?
Can't see shit!
When I'm on my deathbed,
I want to look back and say I did something amazing.
There's nothing normal about being here, nothing.
There should be a bit more to life
than working really hard and then getting smashed.
Woo!
If we make it through, I think it's a huge triumph.
My God! It's a shark.
We return victors.
If we make one mistake...
Whoa!
...it's utter, utter disaster.
If we end up in the water,
it's not a game, it's not a joke.
So far...
Wave! Wave!
...the crew have spent six days at sea
battling their first pacific storm and each other.
Chris! Stop jumping up off in there.
Don't tell me what to do, dickhead!
They're sailing in a replica
of Captain Bligh's boat.
With the same kit and the same meagre rations.
Filming the journey themselves.
Now, at last, land is in sight.
That looks absolutely amazing!
They've made it to Yandua,
one of the Fiji islands,
six hundred miles into their 4000 mile voyage.
Like Bligh, they're stopping whenever they can
to re-stock supplies.
And Yandua has come in the nick of time.
They are down to their last day of water.
They'll be staying for three days.
A chance to catch up on such much-needed rest.
But there's no rest for their captain...
Ant Middleton.
So many crabs. Look at this one, look.
Whoa...
See, look, there's loads of them.
Another one.
These crabs here...
we will just catch in abundance, they're everywhere.
I literally just spent ten minutes crabbing
and got ten crabs, that will make a nice soup.
First thing I went out and done was hunt.
And then I came back and people are still sleeping around.
And there was just clothes everywhere.
We're not on a camping trip, okay?
If it was raining right now, all this dry kit would be wet.
I cannot afford for people to start going down
'cause their kit's wet.
Back in the day of Bligh,
you'd pay for your actions.
If you done something wrong, Bligh would get a cutlass out.
People need to start bucking their ideas up,
they need to start doing it now.
Ant heads into the interior to hunt for water.
Their next sea crossing could take a week.
They can't leave until they've found a fresh supply of water.
If you look on the beach below, you see that,
see where the sand is cut away?
So there's got to be a water source right here.
Can you move your fingers for me?
Ship's doctor, Luke,
is patching up the wounded.
In the last sort of few days,
everyone's skin has basically exploded.
It's a result of, of them getting totally drenched.
Tell me if you feel like you're going to faint or anything.
- You alright? - Yeah.
Everything's 100 times more difficult
when you're doing minor operations
on a charred log in a jungle.
I've never been on an expedition as the medic before,
so that is a little bit overwhelming.
But the doctor in Bligh's journey
coped with the same sort of medical problems.
My God!
The biggest challenge I've faced in my life,
is working in Sierra Leone
during the Ebola epidemic in 2015.
Seeing that unfold in front of you
there's no way that I could have just sat in south London
not doing anything. It wasn't an option.
I guess I have probably always wanted to help people.
And I think that's probably the naffest thing you can say
at a medical school interview,
but...
you know, that's definitely part of who I am.
Chris cut his leg on rocks six days ago.
Do not go down there!
If you say to me,
"Don't do it, stop it." I'm going to fucking do it.
If he gets injured, he's our responsibility.
Jesus Christ. Come on.
Chris needs to listen a bit more.
He's going to make a lot of enemies otherwise.
Is that really sore down there, Chris?
Yeah.
There must have been a fair few of these
in Bligh's day, right, Luke?
Yeah. They didn't even have antibiotics.
In the 18th century,
disease and accidents
meant the typical life span of a sailor
was just 35 years.
Twenty years shorter than on land.
Chris has a nasty wound infection on his right leg.
I don't think he's coping very well.
And I'm quite worried about him.
There's got to be a watery source round here.
Look.
Look at this!
look at it all, look.
I'm going to have a quick drink out of this.
Good?
You don't know how happy I am.
Look at that.
Back at camp,
Ant discovers the men have ignored his instructions
to keep everything ship-shape.
Got tools out... cups out.
I've obviously been a bit too... soft on them.
Guys, let's all gather in round here two seconds.
- Who's is that? - Mine.
Who's is that?
Mine.
This was all folded behind my back though,
because I need to wash it...
No, mate, honestly, stop making excuses.
It's not an excuse
I didn't want to put it in the bag cause they're dirty...
Mate, stop making excuses, stop making excuses.
These are just camp-fire games, isn't it?
How is this camp-fire games?
This is discipline, mate. This is discipline.
What we need to get through this journey.
I just want you to accept what I'm saying
instead of getting on the defensive
and trying to wiggle your way out of it.
And if you can't keep your stuff in order here,
how are you going to do it on the boat then?
Number one key for survival really
is to get a fire going.
If you can get a fire going, you're laughing.
Ant has to make fire
using the same tools as Captain Bligh.
It's not catching.
Remarkably, Bligh's journals survive the voyage.
Among the few things
which have been thrown into the boat
was a piece of brimstone and a tinderbox
so that I secured fire for the future.
- Alright. - Woo...
Quick, put your stuff on it.
I'm getting smoke in my eyes.
It's their first hot meal in ten days.
This is just really, really good, mate.
The fact it's a little warm is so lovely.
The fact it's warm as well, and just warm meat.
That's what I've actually longed for.
I feel like...
I've literally looked after them
for the last eight days, nine days.
I'm used to managing military personnel
where it's a case of if you don't do it, you're gone.
I need them to step up.
So, Ant, do you miss the SBS?
Yeah, I do mate, I miss it a lot.
And the only thing I really miss is combat though.
- Really? - Yeah.
What about it? What about combat?
I just miss the intensity of it.
- I miss the bond with the lads. - Yeah.
And that thrill of going through that door
not knowing what's on the other side.
Yeah.
If you miss going through doors
and not knowing who was on the other side
you should, like, get into pizza delivery.
Right, guys, this next leg
is basically going to be over to you guys, okay?
No more passengers on this vessel.
I need you to step up
and I know that you've got the capability to do it.
Chris, you know you've been a sort of liability
on this last trip.
Keep that shut, show us by your actions, mate.
Hey, Ben, you are an asset to the team,
but I think you lack self-belief.
You're a very, very capable person
but I think it's up here that you lack it, okay?
Everyone has their flaws.
To say you haven't got any flaws is delusion.
But I've taken it on board.
I'm going to just be more proactive.
Hopefully, I can learn a lot more about sailing.
I've never been a liability in my whole life.
So I've got to respond correctly now.
And that just relies on me
to try my best to constantly push through these injuries
and keep myself going on the boat.
On the next leg of their voyage,
the crew will be at sea for at least a week.
Ahead of them lies 700 miles of open ocean.
Ready, boss? - Yeah.
I want you to really pull down on that
- pretty hard, okay? - Alright.
Good work, guys.
Big wave.
Went right up my arse.
The weather, much better,
which rejoiced all hands.
A fine morning I had the pleasure to see,
produced some cheerful countenances
and we found a little warmth from the sun.
Let's surf this, baby!
I tell you what, I feel so much better
to be back at sea now.
The talk this morning seemed to have worked
and they seem to be, you know,
they've got that little spark in them now
and just getting that little spark in them,
I'm really happy they've reacted to it.
You bastard!
Guys, a bit of breeze here.
I think we can shake the reef out of the main.
Yep. That's it. We're going to dip the main.
In 1789,
Captain Bligh relied on the trade winds
to take his boat west
towards the island group of Vanuatu,
a 500 mile voyage that took eight days.
Ant is setting the same course
hoping to follow in Bligh's footsteps.
Aw, shit.
My fucking God!
All me gear's wet.
Chris has paid the price
for not putting his clothes away.
That is, I mean the most,
what are we into this leg?
Not even fucking two hours, not even an hour.
Chris, it's not going to help moaning about it, mate.
No, I know, but I need to...
I know we're going to find a solution, mate.
When we're happy sailing, when things are a bit calmer...
It's just shit.
Thirteen days into the voyage,
the men are missing home.
If you could have any food right now,
what would you have?
I want to eat so much chocolate
that I'm physically sick.
I am desperate.
All I want to eat is just pizza
and doner kebabs and cheeseburgers.
Food. I'm going to miss food the most.
Real food.
Do you want a burger?
I'll have that one, mate.
I'm one of those people that can eat and eat and eat.
I try to put on weight for this.
I ate basically a tub of Ben and Jerry's and a pie
for breakfast every day for a couple of weeks,
and I lost like 600 grams.
The sea part, I'm very competent in.
I've been sailing my entire life.
My father served in the Falklands
as the ship's doctor on HMS Active.
And I think it's probably him
that I have to blame about loving sailing so much.
I think it's quite likely
I could lose some innocence on this.
Go in very sort of fresh faced,
come out this gaunt, sort of, shell of a man
with, like, really sparse facial hair,
'cause I can't grow a full beard or anything like that.
The crew are back on their 400 calorie-a-day regime.
Dinner is one ship's biscuit,
plus a few grams of dried meat.
The day showed to me
a poor, miserable set of beings
full of wants, without anything to relieve them.
Some complained of a great pain in their bowels.
The Bligh diet was also taking its toll on Freddy.
Fred, you have had a shit, you're such a liar.
- I promise you I haven't... - You must have.
I promise you, mate. I swear on my life I haven't.
You must have had a ghost shit somewhere and not even known it.
- What it's just dropped out? - Yeah.
If anything kind of sums up this trip,
you're in the most epic sweeping like once-in-a-lifetime location
in the most fucking cramped, uncomfortable conditions
and listening to someone talking about their inability to poo.
What would happen if it did get painful?
Well, your bowel could explode.
I don't want that to happen. That would be really shit!
The men are desperate to catch a fish.
But, like Bligh's crew before them,
they've had no luck.
Chris blames the state of the equipment.
This fishing boat's just an absolute disgrace.
I've been fishing most of my life
and I've never seen fishing kits so...
Well, you've got the expertise, so fix it.
But even like, what the bloody hell's this?
It's attached to two bloody wires.
No, hang on, that's one.
Well, just sort it out
and then you can catch some fish.
It's not as easy said as done.
Alright, well, just chuck it all overboard
and let's just leave it then.
There's lines wrapped round lines
wrapped round lines.
Guys, can we stop fucking whinging and moaning.
If there's a problem with the boat
or there's a problem with something,
fucking sort it out.
- Well, I'm just saying. - Just get it done!
- Chris, shut up for two seconds! - I'm just saying...
Chris, Chris. Shut up for two seconds.
There's fucking stuff wrong with the boat
all the time, and do you know what I do?
I fucking get on with it. I don't fucking moan about it.
I want you to be proactive,
I want you to use your initiative and I want you to go,
"Do you know what, this is in shit state.
But do you know what, we're going to sort this out."
On that note, I'm having a fucking coconut.
There's a big cloud formation.
So there's cirrus right at the top.
Cirrus stratus.
Are we going to get rain, Freddy?
I think we might.
It looks like there's a bit of weather on the way.
I might get my shit on,
just 'cause Conrad's putting his shit on.
Also putting... I'm getting my shit together.
The men are sailing into a part of the globe
where the trade winds clash
causing sudden and violent storms.
Make sure all your shit's put away,
make sure your house is in order.
We've got to get everything lashed down.
I need them to switch on.
Buckle down, grit your teeth, and let's get this job done.
Ant decides it's a good moment
to try one of Captain Bligh's tricks to boost morale.
Right, guys. I reckon a little tot of rum tonight.
Sam, do you want to do the honours for the rum?
Bligh's on-board larder included a barrel of rum.
Aw!
- Cheers, Sam. - Cheers.
In 1789,
sailors got a triple shot
every day, as part of their wages.
The little rum I had
was a great service to us.
I generally served a teaspoon or two to each person...
and it was always joyful tidings
when they heard of my intentions.
My...
Fucking love drink.
The men are split into two watches:
four hours on duty, four hours off.
Can you wake Chris up?
- Chris? - Chris?
It's not the first time
that Chris has failed to get up for his watch.
Chris?
Come on, mate. You're on.
I'm awake.
To me, the real big challenge is,
you know, dealing with other people and...
being able to work as a team with these guys.
Chris?
- Yeah. - Can you just...
wake yourself up and get yourself alert, mate?
I want you to be awake and alert.
I am.
I really don't like
when people want to baby me through something and,
"You've got to do this
and you've got to do it that way."
I just...
It's one of my absolute pet hates in life.
Now, if we have a big storm tomorrow
I need to know that you can be fucking right there
- sorting the ship out. - Yeah, I can.
He's used to "I'm the man."
"This is my boat, what I say goes,
and when I want to stop, I'll stop and sleep
and no one tells me what to do."
He just needs to learn to be a team player.
Fucking hell!
At day break, the weather turns.
My God, that was awful.
Today the swells are absolutely ginormous.
Spray everywhere.
The boat's like a little bath tub.
Just getting on with it, and just surviving,
which is what Bligh's men would have been doing.
So Bligh says,
"Monday, May the 11th.
Strong gales from the south, south east...
...and very squally weather.
The sea was constantly
breaking over us,
and we had no choice how to steer.
For we were obliged to keep before the waves
to avoid filling the boat."
I think Bligh's journal is haunting us.
It's just so accurate.
They don't die on the next page, do they?
Hope not.
They all went to a Chinese buffet
on the next page!
The winds ease
and carpenter Ben wants to master the art of helming.
Good morning.
You bastard.
Look, mate, it's a boat isn't it?
It's going to get wet sometimes.
- Is that due to helming? - No.
Yeah, really should go with the waves.
This will cut through them though won't it, Ant?
I think I'm having a bit of like a quarter life crisis.
My friends kind of have left me behind.
Cheers!
Now, everyone, they're getting married or have kids,
and I'm still living with mum and dad.
I am going to miss the old lager.
I want to not just be that guy that drank 20 pints
and did a load of shots and was a legend for one night.
I really want to challenge myself
to find out what's in there.
Cheers, mate.
I think I might be able to find it at sea.
Don't try and fight it on the tiller.
And then as soon as that wave's finished
as soon as you're at the bottom, push it right over.
Are you feeling up for a little bit?
Yeah, I'll give it a little go.
How does that feel?
Just thinking compass, waves and everyone else constantly.
Really cautious that there's five guys sleeping
and I've got all their welfare in my hands.
Try not to keep your head on the compass too much, Ben.
Try and read the waves.
That's good, mate, good effort that.
There must be a certain thing in all of us
that must be a little bit mental.
A normal bloke wouldn't want to put himself
in this situation, would he?
I love it.
Makes you feel alive a bit, don't it?
Ben? Good shift today, mate.
Thanks for that. You done well at the helm there.
Really well.
The men are 17 days and 1300 miles
into Captain Bligh's marathon sea voyage.
They're tired, wet and out of fresh food.
Lads aren't in good shape.
We'll have to stop for a bit of sanity somewhere
and obviously rations and that.
Landfall is crucial.
The food's just getting more depressingly shitter.
Is that land?
Is that land there?
Land ahoy, boys!
Port side, eleven o'clock.
Finally!
Yeah!
The men left Yandua six days ago
and ran out of food yesterday.
The shoreline they can see is Gaua,
one of a string of 83 islands
that make up the Republic of Vanuatu.
In Bligh's day it was thought to be inhabited
by ferocious and fearsome islanders.
Guys, gonna need you to put your backs into it
the current is very strong here.
Mate, is that a canoe over there?
Just past Ant. Ant, have a look.
Yeah.
Ant, are they coming towards us?
Yeah.
- Ben? - Yes, mate.
Get two cups, and serve me up two tot of rums. Okay?
Yeah. I know what you mean.
The oldest format of winning a stranger over
are giving them a drink, ain't it?
We are here, we want to stay here for maybe three days.
We have a lack of water
and if you guys can help us that would be great.
Luckily, Ant's crew don't need to worry.
Yeah, of course, yeah, you are most welcome.
Captain Anthony.
- Ricky. - Ricky. Nice to meet you.
This is awesome.
The welcoming party guides them through the reef
to shore.
Probably the first south Londoner
they're ever going to meet.
I'm gonna introduce myself as Earl of Lewisham.
Hello, I'm the Earl of Lewisham.
Guys, listen, I just want to thank you for welcoming us.
It's been a long time coming, this island.
Gaua is still a remote part of the world.
Ricky and his family are part of a small community
who follow a traditional way of life
growing their own food, hunting and sea fishing.
Look at that.
That's going to taste so good.
Mate, I am getting excited.
Thank you, guys.
Mate, my mouth is just exploding right now.
Is it banana?
Plantain, I guess. - Plantain, it tastes delicious.
- Umm. - Is it good?
Aw, mate.
Just been greeted by the loveliest men
that I've ever met in my life.
They're just the nicest, nicest guys you could ever meet
and they've provided us with... food.
And it is unreal.
That's the best breakfast I've ever had in my life.
That's including like left over takeaways, the lot.
That's beautiful.
That's what we've needed for so long.
Excited.
I've absolutely no clue what it is, nothing,
never heard of it. I don't know what it is at all.
Hey, what is... what is this stuff?
Their host, Ricky
has invited the crew to a ceremony
that goes back 3000 years.
Whenever we have guests or we have a visitor,
it's our culture to give him respect.
They'll been given kava
a psychoactive drink made from a plant
native to the South Pacific.
Definitely feeling something, are you?
- Yeah.
I'm not going to lie.
Your eyes are like half tilled.
It's thought that Captain Cook
was the first European to take part in this ritual
when he explored these islands in 1773.
This is us when we're happy.
Vanuatu is one of those places
that you can spend your whole life looking for
and not ever find it.
And I think we've been lucky enough to find it.
This is amazing.
The next leg of their voyage
is a 16 hundred mile sea crossing
that will take two weeks or more.
The crew need to bolster their food supply.
This morning we're going to be
going off pig hunting.
It's going to be a hard day.
It's going to be about five, six hours.
Okay, I don't want to hear any whinging, any moaning.
This is where we all prove
actually, do you know what,
after all the hardship we've been through
and all the shit times we've been through
we can pull together as a team.
We step it up from here.
This is literally incredible.
Village Chief, Paul,
knows the pig trails in the forest.
They're calling out the dogs now.
You can hear them banging their machetes and whistling.
Chris is struggling to keep up.
What's the matter?
I've left me long johns on.
He's too hot, he's got his long johns on.
What's he doing?
Just resting I think.
Fucking coming in his long johns and that,
he's been left behind on the pig hunt.
I'm not lacking up.
Here he comes now.
Chris, quick as you can, mate, catch them up.
Let's go, mate. Let's do this.
Left my thermal top and thermal long johns on.
Didn't realise we were going to be...
hiking up such a big incline.
Run and catch them up. - Come on, mate.
It's hot, you know.
He just hasn't planned, he does not want to learn.
I don't know what to do with him.
I really don't know what to do with him.
Ben has stayed in the village
where he's helping build the foundations of a new hut.
His carpentry skills have been bartered
to help pay for the crew's keep.
So we've just got the basic lines in
for the house.
It's something I've always pretty much dreamed of doing.
I never imagined I'd get the opportunity...
Alright, guys?
...on this trip,
um, help building villages and stuff.
Hi.
I remember my dad saying before I left,
"You will probably get into an island
and you'll love it so much you won't want to leave."
I already know what he's talking about.
It's just truly amazing.
On the wild pig hunt...
the dogs have picked up a scent.
They're all up ahead there, running up ahead.
But they're still calling them,
but they're gathering around like wolves.
Hey, hey!
There she goes.
Trying the pierce the heart.
Put it out of its misery as quick as possible.
Probably try and spear it.
No.
All that hard work, fucking paid off mate.
Ben!
We've missed you.
We return victors.
It's amazing.
Good effort today, guys.
Remember what I said this morning,
we've just proved it today,
that hands on as a team
with these guys as one big team, look what we can achieve.
Yeah! Let's do this.
Now we're sort of less focused on surviving
it's allowed feelings within the group to bubble up.
And strains and cracks are starting to show.
The main sort of source of, stress and strain
is Chris Jacks.
Hey, mate.
- Hello, mate. - Can I grab you a minute?
What's that?
The guys want to have a bit of a chat... about Chris.
Okay, okay.
Aw, I had a feeling this was coming.
Yeah.
Alright, guys, I know you've got a bit of concern about Chris.
You need to voice it really.
If I knew he was going to be on that boat
for the rest of the trip and he was going to be the same,
I don't think I would do it to be honest.
Wow. Really?
It is driving me absolutely mad.
He doesn't want to listen to anyone.
It's really... tough. If he's not gonna...
bode with the rules, basic rules that you lot are setting.
In the last few days,
I realise now how little he does for the group and, essentially,
we're carrying him, and it's pissing me off.
If we were to set sail on Monday,
do we have him in the boat or not?
Just a yes or a no.
I would say no.
Do we have him in the boat?
I would like to... It's...
Yes or no, Ben. Honestly...
- Yes. - Yes.
You'd like to have him in the boat.
Fred, would you like to have him in the boat?
- No. - No.
Luke, would you like to have him in the boat?
- No. - No.
Rish, would you like to have him in the boat?
Sadly, not.
I'll make a decision and...
I'll consult you all before we leave.
I'm not gonna rest now I've heard that.
Um, I try and give Chris the benefit of the doubt,
but there's only so many times I can make excuses for him,
put my head on the chopping board for him.
And now, if I make a decision on keeping him...
then the whole crew are going to be after me.
Fourteen days the next leg.
And if he lets me down
like he's been constantly letting me down...
I'm going to have a mutiny on my hands.
The crew of the bounty's end boat
are preparing supplies
for the longest and toughest leg of their voyage:
purified water and smoked pork.
Once that's done, put them into the barrels
and then we can fill them back up.
Tomorrow, they're due to set sail for Australia,
one thousand six hundred miles across the Coral Sea
a voyage that will take at least two weeks.
Ant has to confront Chris
with the crew's complaints against him.
Sit down, Chris, I want to talk to you quick.
None of them want you on the boat.
Why? I don't get what, what have I done wrong?
The lads don't think you're a team player.
The lads think you're dangerous on the boat.
- And... - That's ridiculous.
And the lads think that you're a hindrance to the team.
- And that... - That's just ridiculous.
They're just saying, "Ant, why are you allowing him
to get away with all this?
Why are you letting him get away it."
I carried the water all the way up yesterday.
Listen, listen. Chris, fucking listen!
Listen to me!
Listen to what I've got to say.
I'm fucking trying to have a fucking...
be honest with you and help you out here.
And you're just fucking talking over me
and you're pissing me off.
If we left on that boat now, how could you improve?
Get up and do more things while I can.
Yeah, doing as you're told.
I know you're a soloist and like to do things by yourself.
But this is a team.
Go away for a bit just to think about it, alright?
Yeah.
And then we need to make a bigger filter.
Yeah.
Apparently yous all went to Ant and pulled Ant out of his bed,
to tell him that yous don't want me here.
Don't know if that's what's been said, but...
I don't think it's personal at all.
Seems very personal. It's really two-faced.
It does feel sort of quite two-faced, I agree.
Two-faced, honestly it is.
Today's a well bad day.
Before Ant can make his decision,
there's more trouble.
I suppose it's not normal for me to be quiet, is it?
No you can tell that you're in pain
- or something was wrong. - Yeah.
And you're not very good
at telling people what's wrong, are you?
For days, ship's carpenter, Ben,
has been harbouring a secret.
You should have said, "This is really hurting,
I'm very worried," you know, "I'm scared."
Yeah, I know.
Ben cut his hand on the last leg of the voyage
and now it's seriously infected.
Basically, I done it on the boat
and then I thought it would get better,
but it's just been getting worse the last couple of days.
Which is really pissing me off
'cause I want to obviously prove myself and not come out as lazy.
That is fucking horrendous.
It's not good.
These are your life line, mate, especially yours.
Yeah.
Looks bad.
Can't really mess around with your hands
because they're so sort of delicate.
But I actually think that...
he's been struggling for a long time with it now.
Seasurveyor, Seasurveyor, come in, this is Bounty's End.
A call goes into the expedition medic
on the emergency boat three kilometres away.
So Ben's woken up this morning
and his hand looks absolutely awful.
It's all swollen up.
Yeah, roger, Dan. Standby.
You can feel where the swelling stops and starts.
It's like a throbbing pain now.
But it feels like... I feel all the tight skin on it.
How about your dexterity?
I haven't been able to touch that one in about four days.
Okay.
It will need an X-ray.
- Yep. - Just out to rule out...
anything.
But to do that,
we have to take you off.
That's a shit one.
I'll leave you to it for a minute.
Cheers, Eddie. Thanks for your help, mate.
- He's off. - He's off? No.
Fuck.
Shit.
It feels like such a really, really sad thing
that's happened there.
Really sad.
He's...
He's just such a nice geezer, Ben.
He's always just cracking jokes
and he's just great for your morale, really.
He hasn't moaned.
You know, like some others have moaned...
endlessly moaned.
I need to go to a hospital really,
to go and get me on IV antibiotics.
Yeah. My God, Ben, I never wanted this to happen.
No.
Fuck. - Neither did I.
Ben's dream of completing
Captain Bligh's journey is over,
less than half-way through the voyage.
- Ben. - Gentleman.
It's been an absolute pleasure having you.
And... honestly, mate,
you're just starting to come into your own.
I'm absolutely gutted, mate, that you're going.
I just want you to know
you'll always be part of the Bounty's End crew.
Always.
Mate, remember that. You're welcome. Always.
Aw!
Take care, mate. You'll be alright.
Thanks, all of you.
You're welcome.
If I could do it, I would.
- Have a good day, though.
I don't know what to say.
I feel crap.
We're in this amazing place.
None of that matters right now.
'Cause Ben, Ben's gone.
Just like... He's just my boy, man.
Just my mate.
I'm... just gonna miss him loads.
The wrong man's gone, really.
Chris hasn't done himself any favours on this trip.
Ant's down to eight men.
Now he must decide if he can afford to lose Chris,
right before the most difficult crossing of the entire voyage.
Next time...
Rotten food.
Eugh, no.
Salt sores.
Fuck!
And Luke lets go of his fears.
Man.