Kevin McNally credited as playing...
Frank Worsley
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: What is going on here?
- Frank Worsley: McNish, here, feels that there's--
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: Get these men back to work, Captain. There's a base up ahead; Charlie's setting up a hooch tent. Now move, and that's an order.
- Henry McNish: You've no authority!
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: Don't talk to me about authority! Who gave you the authority to have 20 men standing still here freezing? Who gave you the authority to risk their lives while you discuss what you think?! You want to know WHY they're doing what they're doing? *Because I told them to.* If you think that's wrong, then you come to me!
- Henry McNish: The cutter's being torn apart!
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: I don't care about the bloody cutters! I care about the bloody MEN! THEIR LIVES! That's what I'm responsible for!
- Henry McNish: We'll, I'm responsible for my life now, and that means I don't have to accept what some bastard who plants flags in snow for a living thinks I should do!
- John Vincent: We haven't got a ship, we haven't got a contract. We don't have to do what you say.
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: I'm the leader of this expedition, and your contract is with me, not the bloody ship! Now you do what I say and I will keep you alive. And I *will keep you alive*! But if you threaten my expedition, the lives of my men, if you become the danger... then I will have no hesitation in having you shot.
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: We'll strike camp tomorrow.
- Frank Worsley: The men were looking forward to celebrating Christmas, boss.
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: Then we'll make tomorrow Christmas. I don't want to stay here any longer; it isn't safe. Now we'll have a feast tomorrow, and everything that's not going on the sledges can be eaten.
- [descending the snow-covered mountain, they slip and begin sliding down]
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: Well, so much for cutting steps. Maybe we could get further on our arses!
- Frank Worsley: We don't know what's ahead. There could be a precipice!
- Tom Crean: Not according to the map.
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: "Not according to the map!"
- [laughter]
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: Shall we?
- [arriving back at Grytviken]
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: Do you know me? My name is Ernest Shackleton. We have lost our ship, and come over the island.
- Sorlie: Ernest Shackleton! My friend!
- [They embrace.]
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: I am afraid that we smell a little.
- Sorlie: This is a whaling station. We all smell a little.
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: We have been away so long. Tell us about the war. When did it end?
- Sorlie: The war? The war, my friend, is not over. They've gone mad, Europe has gone mad. They've killed millions and millions of people. It's a war like... no other war.
- Frank Worsley: Who is winning?
- Sorlie: Well, whoever is left alive at the end. Won't you sit down, please? Please.
- Sir Ernest Shackleton: Mmm, thank you. I... I need to borrow a ship.