All language subtitles for SHAKA Zulu - Ep. 09 (720p BluRay)

Yes, nothing is impossible,

if two kingdoms want
to live in harmony.

I'm glad you're
so understanding.

That's why I hope you do not deny
yourself, if I ask you to join me

in the campaign against
the Ndwandwes.

You and your men are going
to fight against them...

Alone.

We will see who is the
true king of kings.

It seems that Somerset was right.
It all boils down to you.

We are winning.

The people think white creatures
deserve the glory of Zwide's defeat.

Let me love you, Shaka. Let
me help you find love.

We can end up mixed in this
country and in its town.

Or dead.

SHAKA ZULU

"The LORD is my shepherd,."

I shall not lack anything.

= PORT OF CHRIST Take me
to rest in green pastures,

lead me to refreshing waters

and comfort my soul. By right
paths, for the sake of His name.

Although I have to walk
through dark valleys,

I will fear no evil,
because He is with me.

Amen.

- Rest in peace.
- We, surely, will not rest.

I ask permission to speak, sir.

It is time to face the facts.

We are grounded, sir.

What makes a sailor
like me feel lost.

- Especially at a funeral.
- Prisoners on the ground?

Mr. Ogle, we talked about this.
This land is ours.

With an appropriate
grant, signed and sealed.

Granted by a man who
wants to kill us all.

The only concession I see
is one for our cemetery.

- Check yourself, Mr. Ogle.
"Leave it, Tim."

And what do others think?

Mr Cane?

The truth, sir, is that
I think we need a ship.

Something to get us
out of here fast,

in the event that Shaka wants
to test our skills again.

There are many trees here, sir.

With a little work
we can build a boat.

Gentlemen, I'm quite surprised.

Do you really believe that we will be able to
build a boat that can navigate without help?

We would take the rest of the year.
"And how would we hide it?"

Without Shaka's approval,
that is impossible.

I was not thinking about a
very complicated thing.

Some logs and a sail to sail at night.
Shaka is not going to notice.

Mr. Ogle, there are 640 km of
coastline to Port Elizabeth,

replete with waves of 9
meters and sharp rocks.

You mean, Mr. Ogle, as a sailor,

What do you really think
we can do on a raft?

Worth a try, sir.

It is better to stay here waiting
for the savage to decide.

We survived a battle,

next time we should
not be so lucky.

That statement is unworthy

of a subject of His Majesty, Mr.
Ogle.

- We made great progress.
- Progress?

8 men against 20 thousand?
Do you call that progress?

Yes, Mr. Abrahams, that's what I call it.
Any good player would tell you

that the worst moment to give up is
when we overcome someone's challenge.

Shaka challenged us
to do the impossible

and in any case we try
to be able to do it.

Our position, now, is
stronger than ever.

But democracy prevails here,
do not you agree, Francis?

For sure. Everyone has the right
to have their point of view.

Zach, Pete, do you
have something to say?

In my opinion we should

keep us independent of
Shaka, whatever they are

problems or risks. And
whatever we do, Mr. Farewell,

there will be risks to run.

Very well, Mr. Abrahams.
I understand.

Gentlemen, in due course we will combine
the time and the way to get out of here.

Let us now deal with our comrades
and their respective burials.

Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Farewell I know,

would have built that raft
just to see if it worked.

But not Febana.

You do not really want
to leave, do you?

Febana ka Mjoji can
have a greater future

of what Lieutenant Francis
George Farewell ever imagined.

- Do not be ridiculous.
- Am I being ridiculous?

Well, maybe.

But everything that happened
here was not ridiculous, was it?

The lieutenant not
only challenged Shaka,

as the last ten millennia
of civilization.

Life, death, youth,

resurrection, friendship.

We even transform the holiness of
Christ into a political instrument.

Shaka is about to become a
victim of our sophistry

and you too.

We can be dressed like them,
but we will never be Zulus.

And that does not have to do
with the color of our skin.

You need that ship
more than them.

They may have lost their
courage, but you...

you are about to lose yourself.

Agree that we need a good
reason to leave, right?

This is a reason he believes

and I tell you that he is very
skilled to believe a lie.

You came here to make
an alliance, right?

At first that was the true
intention of our mission, right?

The time has come for the two
sovereigns to sign a pact.

We accompany Shaka's
messengers to Cape Town

and we closed a peace treaty
between His Majesty's government

and the Zulu Empire. For
that we need a boat.

So everything seems very easy.

It's easy.

Just remember which of the
sovereigns it represents.

The idea is not bad at all.

Going ashore is very dangerous.

Of course you already
know that, Nkosi.

Navigating the seas is easier.

And how do they
pretend to do that?

We would build a boat.
"With your help, Nkosi."

Who will accompany them?

My men

and those elected to speak on your
behalf, as the Prime Minister

and maybe a sub boss Induna,

to give credibility.

Very intelligent, Febana.

And what makes you think
I'm willing to do that,

to send my messengers?

You really think I'm going to
let them go like this no more,

taking my Prime Minister
and my sub-chief Indian,

as proof that your
hunt was a success?

That's not my intention, Nkosi.

Neither mine.

We will do what you say, Febana,

but with a slight alteration.

You will go alone...

with him...

and with whatever you need.

But Mbuyazi and the
others remain here.

I am watching...

Do you rehend?

It can be said that if,

but I prefer to think that it
is a sign of your good will.

- Are you finished, Mbuyazi?
- Nkosi.

Febana,

You and your people will be
tolerated until the next harvest.

If they do not return
before then, they will die.

- Do you think he distrusts?
"No, Ndlovukazi."

Best. That's how you have to go.

If he distrusts, he
kills them both.

You have to leave
Bulawayo already.

I take you to Emkindini. There
women will take care of you.

How long do I have
to stay there?

Maybe while he's alive.

Very good. Let's put it in
the water, like shambe.

- And that?
- The dust of love.

There is a full moon. I want her
to enlighten Shaka with my love.

Do not have much
faith in the moon.

Come and go

and is too far away to
give you what you want.

Not worth it. I will never
get used to this food.

And I doubt it will remain edible
until you get to Cape Town,

still being preserved.

Lieutenant Francis.

They tried to flee.

I think from now on
it will be easier

impose discipline on your men.

It was always your weakness.

The port of Natal is mine.
It was what we agreed.

Here I am the king.

You have no right to
murder my people.

They were never part
of your village.

Your people are here,
safe and sound.

And so shall they continue, until
the harvest of the next year,

As agreed.

Get them out of there.

- He is resisting, mother.
- The more struggle, the more love.

Strength.

- It is killing me, mother.
- Almost there. Force.

- He is resisting, mother.
- The more you fight, the more love.

Force.

More love.

More love.

Force.

It's a boy, Nandi.

It's a boy, the son of a boss.

He is much more than that,

much more.

Do you think we'll
see you again, sir?

Only God knows.

Let's hope your patience
does not run out.

Ndabezitha.

- Have you found it yet?
- Yes.

It is in the queen's quarters.

You can not live forever, Shaka.

You need an heir to
follow Shaka's family.

= No, mother. There will be no heirs
to do what I did to my father.

Heirs are both traitors
and fellow travelers.

But in addition, the
whites made me immortal.

Do not trust the whites so much.

I beg you.

Wait here.

So, then, you deceived me.

Just like you fooled my father.

Shaka.

I made you the queen of queens,

the most powerful
woman on this earth,

the world.

But that was not enough
for you, Mother.

- You wanted more.
- I love you, Shaka.

Love?

We are unable to feel
that emotion, Mother.

Everything we feel...

Everything we ever felt...

was thirsting for
revenge and hatred.

I hate.

I am a product of your hatred.

As he is of mine.

No.

He is your future.

Through him, your name will
be remembered forever.

= No, mother.

There is no future
without Shaka.

No.

Sorry.

Everything we feel...

is revenge and hate.

I hate.

Shaka, come back. You
have to stop it.

Sooner or later we
have to respond.

Drop that. Come here.

It seems that I arrived
just in time, Mphepha.

Shaka.

He will never leave

an enemy behind.

When I spoke of that nation, I
wanted Mtetwa to mean peace,

not total war.

I wanted the armies to
subdue, not destroy.

Never leave an enemy behind

or he will come back
to cut off our head.

CAPE TOWN

- Commandered by a European?
- Yes.

An eccentric named Farewell,
lieutenant of the Royal Navy.

He asked me to give
you this report, sir.

Farewell?

Do not be silly. Have him
come in immediately.

Beautiful show, Farewell.

The whole of Cape Town is
going to be very interesting

to know the skills
of your circus.

Do you want rum? You still
remember what it is, do not you?

The best weapon of the settlers,

after the sellers of
Bibles and weapons.

It is part of the unofficial rules of
the Crown, when it comes to lengthening

the boundaries between
so-called natives.

First they are sent to
the sellers of Bibles

to excite the poor hearts.

After the rum, to
conquer the stomach...

and finally the armies
to take possession.

Yes, sir. I remember what it is.

I used to think that I
was just an idealist.

One of those harmless
visionaries.

That pollute our century.

But now I think it's
much more dangerous,

a manipulator, as hypocritical
as it says we are.

I do not deny that the policy of
the Crown is far from immaculate.

But who are you to
question our methods,

When yours are so daring?

Your report is interesting.

Macassar oil? What thing.

- It served as a means to an end.
- Just like rum.

None of us are playing
by the rules.

I see no reason for you
to be so moralistic.

I did my job, Lord
Charles, and I did well.

Cape Town enjoyed three
years of tranquility

and is now at the beginning of a
lasting peace with the Zulus.

In the cells on the other side of the
courtyard, there is a group of proud men.

They are waiting for a
proper hearing with you.

Peace is the offer they bring.
But we treat them like animals

and you refuse to talk to them,

nothing will stand between the
colony and 60,000 warriors.

Believe me, sir, I
saw them in action.

That seems like a threat.

And as it comes in the name of someone
who was already declared dead,

I guess the lieutenant does
not represent a wild boss,

but you are that boss.

What does it say?

Our reports indicate that Shaka
died more than two years ago.

I was also pronounced dead.

But you can see
that that is a lie.

= No. No. Shaka is alive.
Too much alive, even.

We hardly have your
word, Lieutenant.

Do you really believe that I
became king of the Zulus?

Would not be the first time.

These natives think
we were born to rule.

And the line separating fiction
from reality can be very thin,

especially if there was an
unknown power on the other side.

How absurd.

But in the end, that
does not matter.

It does not matter if I speak in the
name of Shaka or Febana ka Mjoji,

because the Zulus
request is maintained.

Ask permission to be received by
His Majesty's representative.

Which side are you on?

That, Lord Charles,
is up to you.

Have a good time, gentlemen,
I await your decision.

Do you want me, as
Governor of this colony,

- listen to a group of savages?
- Yes, Lord Charles, I hope so

because that is his function,
as governor of the colony.

If you have trouble
talking to savages,

I suggest you quit.

I am waiting for your decision.

Elizabeth.

Francis?

- Elizabeth.
- Francis.

Finally.

Do you think we can go
to a more private site?

Greater, where?

Mrs. Farewell.

She is very pretty.

You too, Mr. Wilkins.

It seems that this
Shaka has the power

to transform the more
conservative English

in subjects of the Zulu Empire.

Let me introduce you,

well, I think it is said,
the Prime Minister

and the Counselors
of King Shaka.

Good...

Are we going to talk to Lord Charles?
"No, Tim."

We have to wait.

- Ngomane.
- Febana.

Greater. Lead us.

Thank you, Major.

You do not have to stay here.

I have rooms worthy of a
messenger from King Shaka.

No, I have to stay here.

It's a matter of principle.

I have to stay here with
these men until those...

idiots take us seriously.

So let's forget
empires and kings.

I missed you, Francis,

I missed you a lot.

"Whoever believes and is
baptized will be saved;."

Whoever does not believe
will be condemned.

The prophecy of love

and that of hate.

Very similar. With
me or against me.

I begin to understand
that Joji himself.

Has little to deal with us
concerning your kingdom.

If your people really
believe in Christ,

It is with him that I
have to negotiate.

I understand it well.

We are both tyrants,
each in his own way.

Or your king of kings
serves me or I serve him.

There is no middle ground.

Maybe by serving Christ,

you serve yourself.

Being sincere with him,

you can safeguard
your own nature.

The path of peace, Nkosi,

is preferable.

- Do you believe that?
"Yes, Baba, we believe."

So, why did they
hang it from a tree?

There are many things
difficult to explain.

That's what the tyrants
are for, Mbuyazi.

The queen is not well, Nkosi.
Since the death of the child

that has great headaches.

The Great Female Elephant has to
suffer the weight of its falsehood.

But the healers believe
that she is very sick.

Closed case, Ngomane.

The queen needs you, Nkosi.

The queen needs you, Nkosi.

The subject is closed.

The queen needs you, Nkosi.

The Great Female Elephant has to
suffer the weight of its falsehood.

The subject is closed.

Approach.

You killed me.

= No, mother.

Too late.

Get out of here. She can not
breathe, she needs air.

Save it. If you do not, you
will also bear my guilt.

- Maybe a miracle is needed,
- Look for one in the book.

There are many to choose from.

Merciful God, forgive us.