On a ship. Loud thunder and lightning sounds are heard. (A Captain and a Boatswain board the ship) CAP. Boatswain! BOAT. Here I am, Captain. How are you? CAP. Go on, tell the sailors to get ready! Let them get to work without delay. Otherwise, I fear we will run aground. Move! Hurry up! BOAT. Alright, my lads! Get to work, my brave ones! Quickly, lower your legs! And keep an eye on what the whistle tells you. Wind, windlass, until your lungs burst! Just make sure we have enough strength to avoid the rocks. (Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Gonzalo, and others enter) ALO. Listen here, Boatswain. Where is the Captain? Where are the sailors? Call them! BOAT. Please, stay in the hold! ANT. Where is the Captain, Boatswain? BOAT. Can't you hear him? His whistle? You're tangled at our feet. Go down to your beds! Because by doing so, you're provoking this trouble. GON. Stop the shouting! Control your anger! MAT. When the sea itself restrains its fury. Step back! The wave that dares doesn't care about kings. To the hold! Leave us alone! Don't bother us! GON. Do you forget who is a passenger on your ship? BOAT. No one I value more than my own hide. You claim to be a great counselor. If you have the guts, command these elements to be quiet, for calmness to come. If you can do it, all of us will leave our naval duties. Come on, command them! If you can't do what is necessary, then be thankful to God that you're still alive, and go to your cabin to begin praying, ready for the disaster that may come, if it is destined. Come on, children! Move, I tell you, away from our feet! GON. This man gives me great joy! No sign that he's going to drown, I see on him. But I see a gallows painted on his face. I hope his fate doesn't change. May his hanging rope become our salvation's sail, since the ship's ropes won't hold us. But if he's not doomed to drown, then woe to us. (They exit) BOAT. Hoist the sails! Hurry! Hoist, hoist! Trim the main sail! (A scream is heard from inside). Everyone should be overwhelmed with your screams! Scream louder than the storm and cover our commands. (Sebastian, Antonio, and Gonzalo enter again) Again you here? What are you after? Do you want us to stop working and drown? Do you want us to sink to the bottom? SEC. You dog, may your throat rot! Dirty-mouthed, shameless, tongue! BOAT. So, you give commands to the sailors. [...]