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According to the Articles of War...
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Act II, Scene 1: I don't like the look of the mist...
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Act II, Scene 2: Claggart, John Claggart, beware!
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Act II, Scene 3: Look!
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ACT II, SCENE 4: Interlude
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Act I, Scene 1 cont: I hear, your honour!
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Act I, Scene 2: Boy!
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Act I, Scene 3: Blow her away
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Act I, Scene I - Pull, me bantams!
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And farewell to ye...
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Ay, at Spithead...
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Billy Budd, King Of The Birds!
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Billy!... Hist! Billy Budd!
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Boat Ahoy!
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Christ! The poor chap...
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Come Along, Kid!
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Come here
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Dansker, old friend...
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Deck ahoy!
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Down all hands!
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Epilogue: We committed his body to the deep
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First man forward!
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Gentlemen, the King!
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Gentlemen, William Budd here...
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God o' mercy!
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Here! Baby!
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Hi! You ... a... a...!
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I Accept Their Verdict
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Master-at-Armas and foretopman...
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Oh, this cursed mist!
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Over the water...
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Poor fellow, who could save him?
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Prologue: I Am An Old Man
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Starry Vere we call him
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There you are again, Master-at-arms
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Volunteers! Call for boarding volunteers!
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We are, sir. Claggart is an able one
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We're off to Samoa...
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What's that? What's those whistles?
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William Budd, you are accused...
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With great regret I must disturb your honour
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Your name?
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