All language subtitles for Black.Sails.S02E07.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Tonight I will submit myself as
captain of this combined crew.

I intend to lead the men
in retaking the fort,

Having ended your tyranny
over this place for good.

Max: She's adrift. Alone in
the most terrifying way.

You know who I am?

I think you know who that is.
I will protect you.

The captain of scarborough,

He offered me and nine men
of my choosing full pardons

If I would aid him in the capture
of a fugitive from justice.

You understand what
I'm asking you to do?

Go back and watch
the gold.

Keep watch on
the spanish soldiers

Who are watching the gold.

Flint: Her father is
a very influential man.

If I return her to him, I believe
that I can win him as an ally.

Courting lord ashe
and retrieving the urca gold

Are working
against each other.

If you prevent any
further attack on the fort,

I will bring the girl
down from the hill

And deliver her to you.

You are no longer a hostage.
I'm gonna get you out of here.

( Theme music playing )

Abigail:
I remember music...

In her home.

It was always
so warm there, so lovely.

( men chatting )

Abigail: And I remember
when I would visit there

With mother and father,

How she would lean down

So her face
was very near mine

- And she's smile.
- ( Rats squeaking )

I remember hoping
I'd be so beautiful one day.

And I remember
watching her talk

With my mother
from across the room

And how she'd make
my mother laugh.

And you're saying
she's here?

Lady hamilton
is on this island?

She is.
She's a friend

And she wants to help
rescue you from this place.

But I don't understand.

Captain vane gave me his
word I'd be unharmed here.

Things have changed.

Things are changing
as we speak tonight.

You are now worth
more to him as part

Of a very dangerous game
here on the island.

As such, he has
no intention

Of returning you to your
father any time soon.

Trust me.
Trust mrs. Hamilton

And know that we must
leave this place now.

How?

There is a network of tunnels
that run beneath the fort.

And the entrance
to one of them isn't far.

By the time anyone
realizes you are gone,

You will be safely away from here
and in the care of captain flint.

( Gasps )

I remember
lady hamilton's face.

But I know
captain flint's name.

My father's mentioned it
in his letters.

He says captain flint is the most
wicked of the new world pirates.

That he's evil.

Promise me that my escape
isn't some awful ruse

To deliver me from one madman
into the hands of another.

Captain flint
is a good man.

If you don't trust
my word about it...

Trust hers.

Where do we go?

( Men clamoring )

Shut up.
Just get it done.

Billy:
Where's your count?

Hard to tell.

Everyone's holding
this one close.

Well, I'm hearing
you're up three.

I have it as four.

- You have dobson as a nay.
- Yes.

- Brewer's a nay.
- Yes.

- Winslow?
- Winslow?

No, he's a yea vote.

When did you ask him?

A little while ago. Why,
has something happened?

He got into it
with muldoon over last mess,

Said muldoon was chewing
too loud or something.

Muldoon brought
his mother into it.

Muldoon's in your camp, so
winslow flipped as a "fuck you."

- Seriously.
- ( Scoffs )

- That's a good one.
- Yeah.

My seamanship,

My prospects
for garnering plunder,

My skill in a fight,
the sound of my voice,

The sound of
another man's eating.

I suppose at
the end of the day,

They're all
functionally equivalent.

A man casts his vote for the same
reason he does anything in his life.

Why's that?

Because it feels good.

Three votes,
four votes.

30 of them will
change their minds

Before they raise
their hands tonight.

The thing that will
decide this vote

Hasn't happened yet.

You're going to convince
them they'll feel better

About voting for you
over him.

I think I've got
a pretty strong case.

His way, a lot of them
will die tonight.

My way, they won't
and we'll gain the favor

Of a man who could move this place
a step closer to sustainability.

Billy:
Perhaps.

Though, still, his argument would
seem to be the easier one.

- You think?
- Sure.

"Captain flint will betray
anyone to get what he wants.

Yesterday it was mr. Gates,
today it was me.

Which one of you
would like to be tomorrow?"

Dufresne:
Captain?

They're ready.

( Men chatting )

There's only one item
for consideration tonight.

Captain hornigold?

Hornigold:
A man asks for your trust,

He asks and offers you
things in the future.

And the brighter
those things may be,

The more you must
ask yourself,

"what is it they are intended
to blind me to in the present?"

It's no surprise
that that man

Wants to shift your attention
to the future.

To the things
he says he can give you.

To the hardships
he can remove.

A most shining future
it would have to be

For him to blind you
to the cowardly

And devious acts
of his past...

Theft, betrayal,
lies, murder!

( Men shouting )

Hornigold: When we first elected
to merge these crews...

Where the fuck
have you been?

A launch landed on the beach
a short while ago.

The news it brings
is of the upmost importance.

More important than losing our
ship to captain hornigold?

Yes.

Hornigold: ...Have been wrenched
from us by men of the worst sort...

They're supposed to be watching
over the gold until we arrive.

What the fuck
are they doing back?

Because there's no longer
any gold to watch over.

It's gone.

- Man: It's gone.
- Man #2: Did he say gone?

Man #3:
Did someone say gone?

The gold is gone. You hear that?
It's gone!

( Men clamoring )

- Man: The gold is gone!
- Man #2: I don't believe it.

Man #3:
Who could've taken it?

This is clean.

It is as if
it never happened.

Anything tying you to
yesterday's events is gone.

There will be questions,
of course,

But should any
find their way to you,

Know that the other girls are
discussing openly downstairs

Charlotte and her lover's decision
to escape together to providence.

All you need to do
is say the same.

These will not fit you,
but they are clean.

When you are ready,
I will be downstairs

And we can discuss
what comes next.

I was married
to a man once.

Rotten fuck...

Raised his hands at me,

Burned me,

Shared me with his men.

I didn't know
any different,

Didn't know I could
do anything about it.

Even if I had,

I wouldn't have thought
I had it in me.

One day,
we were in a tavern.

He was hurting me.

And a man saw it.

And he walked over...

And he slit his throat.

That was jack.

I was 13.

I always thought
he saved me from something.

Always been
so fucking grateful.

Now I wonder...

Maybe jack
took me from something

I was supposed to figure
my own way out of.

Maybe he took away
the chance

To get strong enough
to save myself.

To grow up.

Instead, I went with him,

Did what he did,

Did what the others did.

Thought I'd become
one of them.

If I'm not what
I was when I was born,

And I ain't what
I've become instead...

What the fuck am I?

She's going
to rest for now.

I know this is the last
thing you need to hear,

But me and the girls
were talking.

We know what risks
we face with the turns.

How to avoid them,
protect against them.

- What she did to charlotte...
- Don't.

That's not something we know
how to protect against.

Shouldn't we be focusing on getting
her out the door right now

Before it's one of us next?

Please don't
be the voice of this.

If you're concerned that by
removing her from this place

She could get violent
with you,

There are men
we can talk to

About making sure
she can't hurt you.

I don't want to
hear that again.

Not from you, not from
the other girls, ever.

When no one
in the world...

No one... no one...

Could care less
about what those men

Were doing to me
on the beach,

She did.

That means
something to me.

So for as long
as she desires,

This place will be
a safe place for her.

And those men you would talk
to about solving this problem?

They value their
relationship with me

Far more than they do
yours or isabella's

Or anyone on that floor.

If I hear from those men that
inquiries have been made about them,

I will not receive that news well.
Is that clear?

Idelle...

Please let the girls know
I understand their concern.

If any one of them
wish to come to me,

My door is open.

I will.

Two guardacosta men-of-war sitting
right in the bay when we arrived.

We made our way down
to the ridge and watched

While they ferried it all
into their holds.

Watched that gold disappear
from that beach piece by piece,

And watched them
weigh anchor and set sail.

When it was all clear,
we walked the beach.

Not a fucking piece
left behind.

Not a fucking piece.

Thank you.

What's happening
out there?

They've called council to debate
how they wish to proceed.

That should
be productive.

Dufresne: The good news for
you is hornigold's support

Has disappeared
completely.

There's not a soul among
them that has any appetite

For fighting over
the fort tonight.

Without the gold,
it all seems rather pointless.

- And the bad news?
- It's chaos out there.

Likely to be
for some time.

There are as many proposals for
what ought to be our next score

As there are men
to voice them,

Including ransoming
that hostage girl of yours

For cash
instead of favors.

If she's ever
delivered to us.

One way or the other,
those men want to get paid.

And soon.

May we have
the room, please?

What a fucking mess.

We have to think
very carefully

About how to navigate
these next steps.

The case for returning
the girl to charles town

In exchange for reconciliation
cannot come from me.

I've just had
my authority challenged.

Even on it's merits, the
argument would seem desperate

And invite doubt
and suspicion.

But if it came from you,
we might just stand a chance...

Silver: Let me stop
you right there.

There is no "we."

We stopped being a thing of any
relevance about an hour ago.

Is that so?

I believe I've been clear about
the nature of my investment here.

The gold
was the inducement.

- Now no gold...
- It's an unfortunate development

That we have to adapt,
and quickly.

Adapt? I've had about my
fill of adapting lately.

Doing your bidding, keeping
the crew in line for you.

I wasn't the only one
to benefit from that.

It certainly
seemed that way.

Even now you're the only
one benefitting from it.

What are you saying,
that I'm benefitting

From the gold
having disappeared?

It certainly solved a number of
problems for you, didn't it?

I have half a mind to wonder
if you didn't orchestrate

This whole thing
to your advantage.

Listen to me.

I understand your disappointment
at this recent news.

I share it.

But I need your help.

- They need your help.
- Oh, please.

Don't try to convince me to do it
for the sake of their futures.

For the sake of your own.

Those men listen to you. They give
a shit about what you have to say.

What you think,
what you want them to think.

Where else in the world
is that true?

Where else would you wake up
in the morning and matter?

You walk out on this, and
where the fuck are you going?

You'll address the men?

Yeah.

Many of them
won't want to hear it.

Don't you want to discuss
how you'll approach them?

I know what I'm doing.

( Men chatting )

( thuds )

( chatter stops )

Some fuckin' day, huh?

I'm sure you idiots had half
that money spent already.

What were you
gone do with it?

- Silver: Me?
- Mm.

I was gone walk away from all
you people and never look back.

( Scattered laughter )

I mean it.
That money was license

For me to leave
all of this

And all of you behind.

And any one of you who says he didn't
at least consider doing the same

Is a lying sack of shit.

Truth is, there's
only one kind of person

Who'd want to do what we do if there
was an easier way to survive.

And because I don't believe there is a
rotten, murdering fuck amongst you,

I don't imagine I'm alone
in having taken some comfort

In the idea of all of this
coming to an end.

But now...

No gold.

We're back to the same two choices
we've known our entire lives...

Toil for another man's
benefit

Or steal for our own.

Unless...

Captain flint
just showed us a third way.

Reconciliation.

Pardons.

And not because we need to
apologize for what we've done.

Not because we got any desire to
go back to where we came from.

But because maybe...

With a little help...

This place could be the reason we
never have to do either again.

The question
then becomes

What do we have
to lose?

Truly amazing.

With that one
and the captain aligned,

There would seem to be
no limits to their ability

To manipulate sentiment
among the men.

Perhaps the men
are swayed

By the strength
of the argument.

A political alliance with the most
dogged pirate hunter in the new world?

Because once
they were friends?

I think it's clear what needs
to happen next, billy.

So easy for you
to betray your oath?

I'm aware of my oath.

Those men are my brothers,
same as yours.

But because they would
March blindly to their end,

Does that mean
we must as well?

If you and I know
we have the opportunity

To save eight of them
from that fate,

Give eight of them
a real future,

And we can
actually deliver,

Doesn't our oath
compel us to do so?

Are those eight men
not our brothers as well?

Do you think
you could find eight men

That would see things
the same way?

I do.

Men who would be willing
to betray the captain,

Assist us
in subduing him,

And deliver him
to the navy by force?

I do.

Then find them.

We'll meet at the bluffs
in an hour,

Then we move.

( People chatting,
laughing )

Sit.

( Speaking french )

I have some business
to attend to.

Eat.

When I return, you and I
will discuss the road ahead.

Man:
It's better on wednesdays.

Alice gets the leavings
from the tavern on tuesdays,

So on wednesdays,
it is a bisque.

Friday,
it's more of a stew.

And Saturday...
I'm not even sure alice

Knows what to call that
for her Saturday's.

Don't you know who I am?

No, why?
You famous?

- No.
- Me, either.

Though I am
working on it.

Jacob garret, carpenter's
mate with the intrepid.

So you don't want
to tell me your name?

All right,
suit yourself.

Yeah, a couple of the guys
and I are working on a plan

To split off
and start our own crew.

Now, I only tell you this
so when you start hearing

Captain jacob garret
stories,

You'll be able
to put a face to a name.

Jesus christ, jacob. She
don't need your life story.

Take her upstairs,
fuck her already.

We ain't got all night.

If it makes you feel any
better, captain jacob garret

Would never have a man
like that on his crew.

Why me?

Because you're new.

And you seem nice.

What do you think?

( Groans )

So, aren't you gonna
tell me the rules?

No?

You're supposed to tell me
what's allowed.

I tell you what I want.

You tell me
how much it costs.

No? All right.
Not a problem.

Well, why don't we...

Look, all right,

Usually the girls would
charge me five pieces...

( jacob's voice fades )

I'm thoroughly boring, not into any
of the weird or controversial stuff.

What do you think?

Does that
sound fair to you?

Idelle:
Are you kidding me?

You can't do this.
I'm sorry, she's new.

Left another man downstairs under the
impression he was her guest for the night.

Look, I wasn't trying to
make any trouble, all right?

This is her fault,
not yours.

In fact,

The management would like
me to make it up to you.

On account
of the confusion.

( laughs )

I'm sorry, ma'am,
but may I ask,

How did you arrive
in this place?

My father brought me here
when I was a child.

Was he one of them?

( Chuckles ) no, he was most
assuredly not one of them.

I remember when my father

Told me he was leaving
for carolina.

He left me behind.

He said charles town was far
too coarse and violent a place

To bring a child into.

But you seem a
formidable woman, ma'am.

Perhaps it was exposure to
the challenges of this place

That made you
the person you are.

I suppose that's one
way to look at it.

( Grunts )

( grunting )

( panting )

We staggered
our departures from camp

So as not to arouse
suspicion.

Did you secure the skiff?

Billy, someone's coming.

What is this?

Have you ever
been tortured?

What?

Suffered pain
applied by men

Who saw you
as less than a man?

Saw you as an animal?

'cause it isn't actually
the pain they're inflicting

That's the most
frightening part of it.

It isn't the fear
of future pain.

It's the knowledge

That even when
the pain stops,

Even if they were
to let you go,

That they've changed you.

That pain, that fear,

That despair...

Has made you someone else,

Someone you
barely recognize.

Against your will.

I said what I had to say
to get out of that place,

But I have no intention
of honoring their offer.

10 pardons.

I would fight to the death
to ensure not a single one

Of my brothers ever has
to face what I faced.

Now, if there's a man on this
crew that feels differently,

That feels as though
he'd be willing

To accept another brother
suffering that fate

So that he might avoid it,

Then that's a man I need
to remove from my crew.

Right now, mr. Dufresne here
has identified you men

As the most likely
to represent such a problem.

Was he right?

Man: Don't appreciate
being fucked with, billy.

If you ain't got the balls to
stand up to flint, maybe you...

( grunts )

( coughs )

( man groans )

There will be no more dissent
against captain flint.

There will be no
subversion of his plans.

There will be nothing
but adherence

To the principal
that we are none of us safe

Until we are all safe.

Does anyone have
a problem with that?

Then be on your way.

( Door clanging )

Fuck!

Is there
another way around?

Not without going back
through the courtyard.

And if they haven't checked
your cell yet, they will soon.

When they see
that you've gone,

They'll search every inch
of this fort until they...

- ( distant clang )
- ( Gasps )

( clanging )

They're coming.

Oh, god.
( panting )

( grunting )

- ( creaking )
- ( Grunting )

( groaning )

Man in distance:
Go that way!

Let me help.

Now go.

Here, take this.

( Creaking )

( footsteps approaching )

( lock clicks )

( gasps )

- Vane: I saved your life.
- ( Abigail whimpers )

I killed him for you.

Low and his crew.

I killed them all
to protect you.

You didn't do it for me.

You will turn on absolutely
anyone, won't you?

So what's the plan?

Leave me to answer
for this among the men?

Assume they'll
tear me to pieces

For granting access
to the woman

Who stole the girl
out from under us?

My death sentence?

Listen to me clearly.

Put down that key,
walk back through that gate,

Return the girl,

And I will sort this
with the men.

You have my word.

But lock that gate

And there is no walking
back through it, ever.

And I assure you,

You will hear
from me again.

( Lock clicks )

Max:
I know how you feel.

Not that long ago,
I was lost.

Without friends.

Without identity.

I thought there was no life
for me that I understood

And I felt as though that meant
there was no life at all.

But I was wrong.

Especially in this place.

There is always a life,

There is always a future,

As long as one is willing
to build it for themselves.

Now, though, I am beginning
to understand

There are limits
to what one can build alone.

I can only scavenge leads

Generated by eleanor
for so long.

I have an appetite for
something larger than that,

And it requires expanding.

Proper spies.

Perhaps off the island
as well.

For this, I need a partner
with knowledge of the sea

And I need a partner
I can trust.

No word?

No, no word.

If eleanor says she'll come
down that hill with abigail,

She will.

I understand that
once the girl is delivered

And captain flint's set sail
to return her to charles town

That you intend to join
them for the voyage.

Is that true?

With all due respect,
mr. Guthrie,

What concern
is it of yours?

Charles town, ma'am,
is not london.

It may appear to you
to be a civilized place,

But rest assured,
it only appears that way.

Governor ashe and his militia
are men of the most brutal kind

When it comes to
enforcement of the laws.

Hello, abigail.

I'm miranda hamilton.
Do you remember me?

( Sobbing )

( door opens )

I don't suppose you'd mind
sharing that bottle?

If you don't mind,
I'd prefer to be alone.

Shame.

Because there is something
we really ought to discuss.

If this is about charlotte
and mr. Logan, I assure you...

I heard on the beach
they're in providence.

Why, did you hear
something different?

Then what is it
you wish to discuss?

Best we do this
in private.

( Waves lapping )

Billy:
Can I have a word?

Of course.

I'm waiting
on a final tally,

But I believe we've lost around 18
defectors over the last few hours.

Some due to loss
of the gold,

Some following hornigold out the
door out of loyalty to him.

Anyone we'll miss?

Mr. Dufresne.

Really?

He saw the crew's
overwhelming support for you,

Felt his resentment towards
you had become an impediment

In his existing
amongst them.

So we are without
a quartermaster.

For the moment. We should
take care to steer the men

Towards a replacement
from hornigold's men.

Someone to fold
the two crews together

But not someone who's gone offer
you any personal resistance.

I was thinking mr. Scott
might be an ideal candidate.

Billy, I don't mean to be blunt,
but what the fuck are you doing?

Why am I supporting
your captaincy?

Yes.

When I went into
the water that night

After andromache,

I remember losing my
footing on the bowsprit.

I remember
as I was falling,

Reaching out,
grasping your hand.

And the last thing I remember
before I went into the water

Was feeling it slip away.

Now, I told the men
you tried to save me.

But the truth is

It's just as likely
you let go

And dropped me
into the sea.

Which do you
think it was?

Doesn't much matter,
as far as I can tell.

I'll likely never know
for certain.

It's possible you'll never
even know for certain.

And right now,
I'm more focused

On what comes next
than what's passed.

I believe you were right.

I believe that
for what comes next,

The men of this crew
will need your leadership.

So I will do
what needs to be done

To preserve it
and protect it.

Mr. Gates turned
his back on you.

Don't think for a second I'll
make the same mistake he did.

- Muldoon: Captain?
- Yes?

Word from the tavern. Miss
guthrie's asked for you.

Why don't you
introduce yourself?

Don't be frightened.

I'm a friend
of your family's.

And I'm a friend
of yours.

You're captain flint?

My name is james.

James mcgraw.

Where are you headed?

That's a very
good question.

I'm far too recognizable
for the english colonies.

I'd spend the rest of my days
looking over my shoulder.

It's shameful...

For a man who's defended
this place for so long.

Cast aside by it.

Perhaps it has
cast me aside.

Or perhaps it's just
taken me this long

To realize this place has
been dying for a long time.

I may be an old man,
but I see no reason

To allow it to drag me
into my grave.

What if you didn't
have to go anywhere?

Oh, England will have
her island back, son.

The day that happens, it'll be
a bad day to be a pirate here.

Unless we had
something to offer them

That might change
their thinking about us.

You think there's
something valuable enough

To make the british navy forget
that you and I are pirates?

And what do you think would have
that kind of value to them?

Not what.

Who.

How soon
before you can sail?

First light.
No need to delay.

My father has left for the
interior to lay the groundwork

With mr. Underhill
for the partnership.

With any luck,
by the time you return,

You and governor ashe will be
greeted by a group of handsome men,

Pretty wives,
and rosy-cheeked children.

Lawful citizens of
new providence island,

Who, after decades of struggle,
have finally have found a way

To sell their sugarcane
to honest markets.

You know, if you
and I aren't careful,

We might actually
see this thing through.

I took her.

Without his consent.

You know that,
don't you?

I had the thought.

His men warned him
not to trust me.

They told him that
I would betray them all.

Do you think there's any
chance he'll survive this?

The things I have destroyed
to reach this moment...

Everything and anything
that stood in it's way.

And for all that effort,
for all that sacrifice,

It is now entirely
reliant upon you.

Silver:
Trust is a funny thing.

When I pledged my support
to captain flint,

I believed the trust between us
to be of the strongest kind.

We both desperately
wanted the same thing.

And that makes
for good partners.

But over the past few days,
it's become clear to me

That the prize
we both wanted

Is becoming less a prize to
him and more an obstacle.

You know what I'm talking
about, don't you?

The urca gold.

I have feared
for days that flint

Might not want that
gold to ever be found,

That it would interfere with plans
he held more important than gold,

More important
than wealth.

And I have felt the ground
rushing towards us ever since.

And my greatest fear
has been that in the moment

He decided to end the hunt
for the urca gold,

The moment he decided it was in his
interest to betray my trust...

That he would
find a way to do so

By deception, by force,

By who the fuck
knows how.

But what I do know is that he would
ask my help to make it happen.

And by that point, the gold
would be as good as gone.

Any resistance I offered
would be futile

And I would be
just another tool

That he'd used and then
promptly discarded.

Why are you
telling me this?

A few hours ago,
a launch arrived.

Two of our men who were
scouting the urca gold

Were returning to the island
against their instructions.

You see, they had been told
very clearly by captain flint

To remain with the urca
until we arrived

To help us prepare our assault
on the spanish beach.

So the moment I saw
them approaching,

My first thought was that the only
reason they'd be returning early

Was if the gold
was no longer there.

And I thought,
"my god...

Did flint do this?

Through some kind of luck
or guile or fucking sorcery,

Did he reach
across an ocean

And make $5 million
in gold vanish?"

And sure enough,
just a few minutes later,

Those scouts were standing
in front of captain flint

Reporting to him
the gold was gone,

On its way back to Spain.

They told flint
the gold was gone.

Yes.

What did they tell you?

The two scouts
reported to me

What they had observed
on the beach,

What had driven them to leave
their post ahead of schedule

And return to nassau
with the utmost haste.

That a tropical disease
had befallen the spanish camp.

Dozens dead or dying.

Many more suffering,
weakened.

Only a handful of men
defending it,

Most barely even
able to stand.

The urca gold
is on that beach

Exactly where we left it.

And owing to a most
fortuitous act of god,

It is almost
entirely undefended.

So I offered
those two scouts a deal

They simply
could not reject.

Help me tell
a very simple lie,

I will employ a smaller crew
to retrieve the gold,

And our three shares

Increase five-fold.

So, do you know of a crew

Who might be willing
to aid in this endeavor?

( Horses whinnies )

Whoa.

Go have a look.

( Horse whinnies )

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