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CRUSOE: It's been over a
week since we've eaten meat.

Meat is overrated.

Fruit is good for purging
the system of toxins.

That's the trouble.

My system's being purged far
too regularly for my liking.

(GRUNTS)

Friday, what are you doing?
That's a fire ant colony.

I need some more
for my collection.

Here we go.

That was not so painful.

(EXCLAIMS) They're
in my britches!

CRUSOE: I warned you
those things are lethal.

But no, you had to go stick
your nose in, didn't you?

There must be something about
you that they cannot resist.

(BOTH LAUGH)

What's so special
about them, anyway?

These ants have
medicinal qualities.

(DUNDEE WHIMPERING)

We were wondering when
you'd finally roll up.

Some guard dog you are.

(WHIMPERS)

They finished their repairs.

OLIVIA: It's Will Atkins. He's
had them working night and day.

How long do we have?

His plan is to sail in 48
hours on the high tide.

What about the real crew?

Still prisoners.

He's moved them
all into the ship.

They're locked in the brig.

What's your plan?

If Captain Taylor's onboard,
I don't have one.

What?
What?

I thought we'd have
a couple of weeks.

I mean, you saw the damage.

We have two days to overturn the
mutiny and reinstate the Captain.

Then we'd better get started.

OLIVIA: Just
let me help you.

Do you think I want to
serve under mutineers?

You can't do this
without me, Crusoe.

Look what happened
last time you tried.

Ah, Crusoe.

I've lived as one
of them for two years.

I slit the throat of the last
man who tried to cross me.

You did that?
Yes, I did.

All right.

First thing you need to do
is go back to the ship.

What are you going to do?

Come with you.

OLIVER: There you
are, Captain Taylor.

ELIZABETH: It's not
healing like it should.

OLIVER: It's
this climate.

We should be in England.

Oh, Elizabeth.

Don't give up hope.

It may happen sooner
than you think.

(MAN COUGHING)

I'm done here.

Thank you.

(DOOR OPENS)

(GRUNTING)

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(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

MAN: Toast to
the morning tide!

(MEN SINGING)

(MEN LAUGHING)

TAYLOR: Mr. Crusoe.

I'd given up hope of
ever seeing you again.

Does our agreement still stand?

Restore the ship to my command,

I'll guarantee you safe
passage to England.

Have your men ready at dawn.

TAYLOR: We'll need weapons.

We'll raid the ship's armory.

Oliver will take Atkins and the worst of his
men on a fool's errand into the jungle.

Once they're gone, we'll back
for the rest of his company.

Why not take the ship now
while we have the chance?

And fight below decks
against those numbers?

No, I don't think so.

We'll take the leaders out
and the rest will turn.

You have no stomach
for a fight, it seems.

Think what you like.

There is a man who could
use a tragic accident.

The first time I ever fought for my
life, it was on a ship just like this.

CRUSOE: It was the day
I sailed from England.

And from that day to this,

I never knew who the man was
or why he'd want to kill me.

(BELL DINGING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(FOOTSTEPS PATTERING)

Atkins is coming.

Captain Taylor,
you've been deceiving me.

Hodges here, found
this in your cabin.

French?

And I found this coat of yours.

(LAUGHING)

Rather a good fit.
Don't you think?

It is indeed the
coat of a gentleman,

but you've somehow managed to look
like an organ grinder's monkey.

Proud words from
a man facing ruin.

That's true, isn't it?

You've sunk your entire
fortune into this voyage.

See where it's got you.

Look on the bright side, Taylor.

If you weren't locked
up in your own brig,

you'd be languishing
in a debtor's prison.

(LAUGHS)

I'll take charge of these.

I want that man sober when
I throw him overboard.

You'll need this tomorrow.

I want to apologize.

For what?

For my behavior last time.

I should have
shown more resolve.

Will you forgive me?

TAYLOR: What did
the savage want?

Nothing.

Is it true?

What?

On top of all these
other troubles,

that the cost of this
adventure has ruined us?

If Crusoe can restore
the ship to my command,

I can begin to trade again.

We may avoid poverty yet.

Don't even imagine
this redeems you.

Get back to the ship.

What do you want?

I found something
you'd like to see.

What might that be?

The castaway's home.
Deep in the jungle.

I was collecting plants.

Hodges!

I need some reliable men.

We have one
last score to settle.

Aye, sir.

This is rather early for you.

I haven't been to bed yet. Now, I want you
to load the medical chests onto the boat.

And look lively, lad, I'm
going to get forty winks.

You'll have to do it yourself.

Don't you argue with me, boy.

The boy is working for me today.

Olivia is leaving with Atkins.

I will follow them.

I'll get back to the
ship and help Taylor.

Come on now.

Atkins and his men have
gone into the jungle.

Quietly, men.

I think that's far enough.

What the deuce are you
talking about, man?

I'm afraid there won't be any
little trip to shore today.

(SCOFFS)
Says who?

Says me and them.

I don't understand.

Your lieutenant
has turned traitor.

You told Atkins everything?

Sorry, Taylor, but I've been
waiting for my chance to switch

to the winning side.

And until you'd made a plan,
I had nothing to offer.

You could've had your freedom.

I don't think so.

Not if it depends on Crusoe.

I think the island's
made him soft.

ATKINS: So, you say, you
were out looking for plants

and you just ran
across this place.

OLIVER: A stroke of luck. I'm often
in the jungle, looking for herbs.

How does he live?
In a tree house.

Oh, how quaint.

We're certainly going
to shake his tree.

If we surprise him, his
capture should be easier.

I'll surprise him, all right.

And his death

will be a fitting way to say
goodbye to this accursed island.

(MAN COUGHING)

Well, he's choking.
Do something.

(GASPS)

What's happening here?

I have information. Who
are you trying to fool?

Now, boy, you better tell me where
Crusoe's hideout really is.

I have a savage to catch.

You'll hang for this, Davenport.

Whereas with you I'd prosper?

Don't even bother
trying to swim for it.

By now, they're all over
your little hideout.

Tell me, what do you think your educated
savage is worth in the slave market?

Before this is over, you and
I will have a reckoning.

You're in no position to threaten me.
Tie them up!

Take another step
and I'll shoot.

Oh, I applaud your
bravery, Mrs. Taylor.

You have one chance to
hit me with that musket.

I'll wager you five
guineas, you miss.

(MEN LAUGHING)

(STARTLED SCREAMS)

(GRUNTING)

TAYLOR: Come.

Save Friday and the boy.
Go! Get out while you can.

(GRUNTS)

Surrender or die!

So glad you could join me.

(LAUGHING)

I am very impressed with
your little hideaway.

It's quite the
Englishman's castle.

What have you done
with Oliver and Friday?

(CRUSOE GRUNTING)

Don't worry, you
haven't missed anything.

You know it's tradition,
in the navy, of discipline.

Hodges here, is something
of an expert in the field.

He's been on the
receiving end often enough.

(LAUGHING)

You have your boat.
What else do you want?

Your slave, Friday. We
haven't found him yet.

Friday is not my slave.

More fool you, but he
is going to be ours.

(GRUNTING)

Friday!

If you value Crusoe's life,
you'll hand yourself in.

CRUSOE: Don't listen to him!

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(LOUDLY) The longest I've ever
known a man last is 40 lashes.

(WHIPPING)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMING)

ATKINS:
Quicker than I thought.

Find him.
He's somewhere near by.

HODGES: He nearly
took me finger off.

(SHOUTING) Unless you'd all
like a lashing yourselves.

Wrap your hand and stop whining.
Get him into the tree house!

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

You do know, he's going to find you
and start killing you, one by one.

Plenty of time to change sides.

Let's go.

(CRUSOE GRUNTING)

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

I'm so sorry.

CRUSOE: It's
not your fault.

We were betrayed.

Strip the place of anything of value.
Then prepare to torch it.

(MAN SCREAMS)

Well, where is he? You're
supposed to have captured him.

(GROANS)

HODGES: He's working his way through
us all, till we're all dead.

Just like the castaway warned.

We should've sailed
when we had the chance.

There is one man out there,
not an army.

And we set sail after
we've captured him.

Not a minute before.

Do I make myself clear?

HODGES: How much longer do you think you
can make us follow you with idle threats?

(MUFFLED GRUNTS)

With cowards like you?
As long as I want.

(GROANS)

ATKINS: He's on the bridge!

(MAN SCREAMING)

(GUN FIRING)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

Drop it!

HODGES: Hold it!

Drop the bow or I'll kill him.

(PANTING)

You better do as he says
or he'll do it.

If he dies, you will die also.

It's Hodges, isn't it?

Yes.

What binds you to Atkins here?
Love, loyalty or fear?

That's enough.

Mostly the last one.

Hodges! Do you want
to continue in fear,

or end it now?

Don't listen to him.
Kill him.

Atkins will get you
killed or hanged.

Side with me and
you're a free man.

No hard feelings, but I don't think
this mutiny lark is for me, after all.

Your sword.

CRUSOE: Tie him up. We need
to get back to Taylor.

Do the honorable thing.
Kill me now.

I can't go back alive.

If you were honorable,
I may consider it.

(GRUNTING)

Crusoe!

(GASPS)

I guess that makes it twice
that you've saved my life.

(PANTING)

(CRYING)

(GASPING)

(GRUNTING)

Tell me what to do.

(GASPING) Keep
pressure on the wound.

What else?

(GASPING) I don't know yet.

I think the bullet
went clean through.

(SOBBING)

Crusoe.
Hang on, I'm right here.

If I die...
No, no.

You won't die.

(FOOTSTEPS PATTERING)

I'm going for help.
Move your hands.

(GRUNTS)

Keep the pressure here.

Where's that mongrel of mine?

You don't have a dog.

My apprentice.

The man is drunk.

DAVENPORT: You wouldn't
want him sober.

He shakes more.

CRUSOE: Davenport!

Oh, Crusoe.
Go on, take his pistol.

Listen to me.
Will Atkins' day is over.

This ship is now under the
command of Captain Taylor.

Hear him out, lads. He's
got an offer for you.

It's the death penalty
for a mutineer.

You all know this.

But you have one defense.

You served under Atkins and his
men out of fear for your lives.

But Atkins is finished.

And his other men are dead.

Abandon this mutiny and return
to England as free men!

Free men!

Captain Taylor, here, will
vouch for your character.

Am I right about that, Captain?

With one exception.

I wouldn't pin my
hopes on a dead man.

(GROANS)

Your orders, Captain Taylor?

Before we sail,
I need a surgeon.

Not that one.

I'll do what I can. Patched
up enough of his mistakes.

Get ready to sail.

Right, men.
Dismantle this camp.

(ALL CHATTERING)

CRUSOE: There's something I
need to tell you about Oliver.

I already know.
You do?

Credit me with some intelligence.
I'm not one of the men.

Crusoe. She keeps
drifting in and out.

CRUSOE: Rum?

She used that to
clean her wound.

ELIZABETH: She's
absolutely right.

If that wound gets infected, she's dead.
We've got to get it closed up.

With what?
Rowley uses catgut.

(SIGHS)

It's all we've got.

ELIZABETH: We've got
to use something else.

Wait.

Open it up.

When these ants bite, they will
hold the two sides together.

Hold this.

When I twist the heads off, the
jaws will keep the wound closed.

(GROANING)

I can't believe it's working.

Of course it is.

(SIGHS)
It is done.

You never cease to amaze me.

Takes more than a fancy coat
to be a commander, Atkins.

But what would you know
of honor or moral compass?

Once they've hanged you, no one
will even know you were born.

(CRUSOE PANTING)

Is it done?

Yes, the boy survived
the operation.

But we'll have to wait until
morning before we can move him.

What about the tides?

Well, the tides in the morning
will be high enough, just.

How can you be sure?

(CHUCKLES) Sir, I've been marooned
on this Island for over six years.

Do you think I don't know everything
there is to know about the tides?

So be it. But we sail
with or without the boy.

Sir.

Mutiny follows you around,
Captain Taylor.

CRUSOE: I'll take over.

It should be me lying there.

It's not the first time
someone's tried to kill me.

At least this time
I know who and why.

SAMUEL: You can predict where the
river deaths are going to turn up.

When they wash in from the
sea, it's anyone's guess.

BLACKTHORN:
I know about the tides.

Did you have his mother drowned?

Man, 30 years or less.

Right place, right time
and a stab wound.

But not the right man.
Bad luck.

You know, I think
I've worked it out.

Have you, indeed?

SAMUEL: They say, you tried to
adopt Robin Crusoe as your own.

Now, you want to get
control of his son.

What for? You're rich,
they've got nothing.

Not exactly.

But, it's not about what you can
get from the Crusoes, is it?

It's what the Crusoes
could take from you.

Good Lord, Jeremiah. That
look could geld a stoat.

What did I say?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

More than is wise.

How are you?

I'm alive. Unless I came to
haunt you from the death.

(CHUCKLES)

You've been enough trouble
to me in this life

to be bothering
me from the next.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Oh, no, no, no.
Careful, careful, careful.

I know how to deal
with stitches.

Well, they're not
exactly stitches.

I made you some broth.

Thank you.

(CHUCKLES)

(GROANS)

Are you trying to kill me?

No, I'm trying to
strengthen you up.

It's a bit of a walk
to the ship.

Do you think Captain Taylor
would leave without us?

He may leave without us, but he
won't leave without his wife.

Eat up.

I've got a few
last things to do.

I'm ready if you are.

I'm ready.

All stowed away, Captain. Shall I
tell the crew to make ready to sail?

Confound Crusoe! We're
gonna miss the tide.

Where is he?

Perhaps you could ask Mrs.
Taylor, sir.

What do you mean by that?

Where are they?

On the way to the boat.

Taking it easy with the patient.

These are beautiful.

Did you draw them yourself?

I just copy what I see.

You should put
the names on them.

I'm yet to master writing
in English, let alone Latin.

Well, perhaps on our voyage,

you will allow me to
help you label them.

It depends. On whether you are
going to be a strict teacher

like the ones Crusoe told
me from his childhood.

Only if you misbehave.

I could help you with the first
label now if you wanted.

OLIVIA: How much further?

CRUSOE: It's not far.

OLIVIA:
You must be exhausted.

(LAUGHS) You're not that heavy.

You need to rest now, don't you?

CRUSOE: All right.
Just a minute.

All right?
Yes. Feeling better.

You see, it's the longest way
around, but it's the easiest.

When you have a body to carry.

Exactly.

You've been gone for a
long time, haven't you?

Yes, I have.

What if my children
have forgotten me?

You're their father.
They will never forget you.

I just hope they're safe.

(SOPHIE LAUGHING)

"To those who are
in years, but babes

"I bow my pen to teach
them what the letters be

"And how they may
learn their A, B..."

SAMUEL:
Sister, are you there?

Now go and play, Sophie.

SAMUEL: Now, come along, Sister,
you don't want to make a fuss

and frighten the children.

Who are these men?

Bailiffs.

You have no right
coming into my house.

Ah, now, there's the problem. You
see, strictly speaking, they do.

You see, Mrs. Crusoe, it turns out
that your husband's investment

didn't fully
cover his liabilities.

Meaning what?

Meaning we're entitled to recover
the balance in goods and property.

In fact, we're more
or less obliged to.

Breaks my heart.
But what can you do?

We're taking the warehouse. It's legal.
So, pick up your brats and go.

Go where?

I've never seen it myself, but I'm
told that you can pass for pretty.

Nathan?

Hmm. Still, a pretty face can
always find a benefactor.

Or failing that,
there's the parish.

Just don't think about
going home, Sister.

You've burned your
bridges there.

And no mistake.

I was thinking, Samuel...

SUSANNAH: I'd engage an attorney
to get our property back,

but I've nothing
to pay one with.

BLACKTHORN: We can
discuss that later.

I'll work for our keep.

Please.
I mean it, Mr. Blackthorn.

We're not here for charity.

But you are in need, which
is good for my soul.

Now, Sophie.

In this house, you look but
you never ever touch. Hmm?

No part of you will
miss this place?

Not a single part.

At least you can say
you conquered it.

I didn't conquer it.

If I've learnt anything from
being here, it's humility.

(LAUGHS)

You? Humble?

You should put on your disguise.

I'd sooner see out the rest
of my days here as Olivia

than to go back to being
the surgeon's apprentice.

If it meant
staying here with you.

Olivia...

Just... I'm sorry.

Just ignore me. Please.

Listen, maybe... Maybe it could
have worked out in another life.

Here.

I need to walk.

Well, if all else fails, you could
have a career as a master forger.

Forgive me, madam. I have orders to bring
you to Captain Taylor immediately.

You, too.

Why are you pointing
that thing at me?

You're about to find out.

Tell him, Crusoe. Tell him
we did nothing wrong.

Hold your tongue or I'll
confine you to your cabin.

Where's Friday?

He's in my brig.

What for?

His behavior towards my wife.

Rowley's been looking for you.
Get below.

There's no justification for this.
You have to release him.

I am the captain of this ship.

You don't give me orders.

We had a deal.
And I stand by it.

But we said nothing
of your companion.

Once he's sold, we'll
continue to England.

Edmund!
What?

You wanted to know how
we were going to survive.

Well, now you know.

I misjudged you. You're
no better than Atkins.

Make your choice.
Stay or go,

but I'm selling the savage.

He's no man's property.

I put a mark on him
that says different.

I'm gonna enjoy this.

Don't enjoy it too much.
You're next.

Keys.

Do not risk your passage.
Do not do...

Friday!

Yeah.

Yeah.

Don't walk away from me, boy!

You need a lesson
in respect, boy.

Before you die, know this.

My name is not Oliver,
but Olivia Theresa.

And mine is the last woman's
face you'll ever see.

You saw nothing.

Where do you think you're going?

You're a fool, Taylor.

Even your own wife
and daughter can see it.

I may be a fool, but I
do have the upper hand.

If you don't want to sail,
go back to your island.

But I'm keeping the slave

and there's nothing
you can do about it.

Then you sail without a surgeon.

Let Friday go or
I'm jumping ship.

What's that to me?
I still have Rowley.

Rowley's dead.

Do you smell something?

That leg of yours is
beginning to fester.

How long do you think you can
last on the voyage without me?

It's true, Taylor.

If that leg needs to come off, you
want a good man at the knife.

Gentlemen!

Any man here care to cross
the world without a surgeon?

MAN 1: No.
MAN 2: No, sir.

MAN 3: No.

Take him then.

Go rot together on your
godforsaken island.

Prepare to set sail.

I have no right
to ask this of you.

What is it?

It's a letter.
To Susannah.

I wrote it in case anything was
to happen to me on the crossing.

I'm sorry about everything.

You have nothing to apologize for.
I was the fool.

I meant what I said. About
you and me in another life.

Just not this one.

Just not this one.

Take care.

No more fresh produce
below deck.

Everything on deck
lashed down and secured.

Then prepare to weigh anchor.

We may yet have another life,
Robinson Crusoe.

Perhaps sooner than you think.

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