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Give us the goods and gold!

- Captain Bodden! Pirate--

Burn the logbook.

Aye, Captain.

Steel yourself.

We are merchant fishermen!

We are--

Bastard.

Come on!

Good night, Captain.

- That's right!

Captain on deck!

So many years have I searched these seas

looking for that which was stolen from me.

Tell me...

how does a captain of a lowly merchant vessel

come by a piece of gold bearing my mark?

Who gave this to you?

How many lives do you think it's worth to protect them?

Hmm?

Shall we find out together?

Captain.

Ship's port of origin, sir.

The isle of Cayman Brac.

Bring Captain Bodden aboard

and give no quarter to the others.

These men have done nothing wrong.

- Set the course, Quartermaster.

Set sail for Cayman Brac.

- Hurry up, men.

- Shh. - For the Swiftsure

- and all those still at sea...

so they know we shall never lose the light of hope that guides

our blessed sailors and Captain T.H. Bodden back home.

- Amen. - Amen.

Elizabeth.

Lizzy.

- Elizabeth. - Weston.

- Hey. - What are you doing here?

One last kiss--

My ship leaves in the morning.

Have you given any more thought to what we spoke of?

I've given it all my thoughts.

- And? - There are things to consider.

Uh-huh. And?

And...

- Come here.

- Be quiet. - She's coming back?

- I don't know. Shh. - She's going to murder us.

- Shh.

Get down.

Is that your sister?

- Sister-in-law.

Ah. Damn it.

Lizzy!

This girl.

Weston.

- Shush. - Muma?

Is that you?

Issac. Careful, my boy.

Let's get those braces on.

Come.

Any sign of father's ship?

No.

Not even a passing schooner.

It's been...

59 days now.

Hey.

Your father's been late his whole life.

Man late to our own wedding.

- Ask me,

he is right on time, hmm?

Then why are they sending another vessel to go search for him?

Your Auntie Lizzy tell you that?

He will come home.

He always does.

Hmm?

Yeah.

I will pack my belongings and meet you by the cove at first light.

- The cove.

- Mm-hmm. - Lizzy.

Hide, hide, quick.

Lizzy!

Morning, Ercell.

Morning's long gone.

Everything all right?

Of course. Why?

You were supposed to be watching the coconut sweets for Issac's birthday.

It slipped my mind.

- Oh, really? - Apologies.

I'll make another batch.

No need. I should've done it myself.

Nice day out.

Same as yesterday and pretty much every other day.

Never seen anyone so burdened to live in paradise.

I have spent my whole life on this tiny island.

Is it so bad that I long to see the sunrise

from another shore just once?

Have you ever felt that?

Too much work to daydream.

Also, watch what you say in front of Issac.

- Don't kiss your teeth at me.

You're not my mother.

No wonder T.H. is always gone.

On this day to God we pray, bring Papa's ship this way.

Over the quiet great blue sea to enjoy this cake with me.

Lose the line! Let it go!

Now, what did I tell you about reading that?

Something is not right.

He promised to return before my birthday.

The sea is uncertain, my child.

Which is why your father left you a present, just in case he was late.

You want to see?

Here.

Jeezam peas.

Did Papa say where he got it?

He didn't.

Okay, okay. That's enough.

It's not a toy.

Get some rest, yeah?

Come here.

♪ My barque's in the harbor ♪

♪ My soul's in the bay ♪

♪ And both will set sail ♪

♪ at the dawn of day ♪

♪ So hold me close ♪

♪ till dawn ♪

♪ till day ♪

♪ and deep in your heart ♪

♪ I will stay ♪

- Lizzy.

Elizabeth.

This girl.

Hey, wake up. Come on, get up, get up, get up, get up.

- What's happening, Muma? - Shh.

Come on, let's go.

Ready?

- Okay.

- Let me help you.

Bonjour, Mrs. Bodden.

- Hey.

Come on.

Good boy.

Stay still.

Yeah...

- Who is there?

We're a peaceful family.

We want no trouble.

What a beautiful day it is today.

Come and look.

She got the hip.

Brother, are you hurt?

I'm fine.

- Hey, hey, hey.

Where are you going?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Is this it?

- Huh?

- And she runs like a dog, huh? - Please.

Good girl.

Get the door.

And, you...

- ...you come here.

Good morning, Mrs. Bodden.

Where do you keep the money?

Behind the portrait.

Please.

The gold!

- Where is it?! - It's all we have.

What are you doing?

Money is money.

- Oh, save some for me, huh?

Always, brother.

You behave.

She got me in the eye,

- that dirty woman. - Muma.

- Muma's all right.

- Muma's all right. - Grab her!

- Bloody take her! - No!

- That's it! Take her now! - No. No.

This.

Where is the rest of this?

Who are you?

Need be, you break her bones.

Leave the face.

- Hmm.

Pastor Bradley.

I cooking some turtle stew later. I know you love it.

Yeah.

Help you there, friend?

I am the Custode, and this is an emancipated British colony.

Kindly state your name, rank and allegiance.

Such a fragile thing, paradise.

One day sunshine, the next...

...a raging hurricane slams ashore like God's own fist.

Uh... I ask you again.

Name, rank, allegiance.

I come as my own emissary,

a humble brethren of the sea,

here to offer shelter from the storm.

Captain Francisco Connor.

- Snap your oars, lads! - Hey!

- Break your backs!

- And heave! - Hey!

Weston?

Do not mess about!

Harbormaster!

Look to the headland!

Get all the people into the church.

- Inside.

Inside.

Look there, coming through the channel.

Heard tell of a mad Captain Connor.

Sea robber, war hound,

wanted enemy of the British Empire.

Who do you fancy built that empire?

Pull, my fine hearts!

Pull!

Heave for mommy!

- Them sailors... - Heave!

...them with you?

Aye.

Unfortunately, they do not share my sense of diplomacy.

We come to settle a debt.

Where is the wife of T.H. Bodden?

Miss Ercell?

I cannot allow no armed regiment

for a damned fishwife.

No one else need be harmed.

Everyone, remain calm.

- Prepare the bulldog!

- Pull, me hearties! Pull!

Tell your men to stop rowing.

I don't know what pact Connor make with the devil, but it does not stand here.

I order you to stop rowing!

Lift oars!

Steady.

Fire.

And it was such a pretty island.

He looks so fancy there.

You know my husband?

Is he alive?

Hey. Collect some items before the others come.

Aye.

Who are the others?

String her up.

- Muma.

There's a child down there.

Stop. STOP!

Look at me.

Who taught you how to speak Chichewa?

The same person that taught me this.

The child!

Get her!

Ooh!

Stay back!

Muma.

This way.

Lupe!

Light the bulldog!

Fire stick. Where the fire stick?

Where the fire stick?!

You...

come to my house!

You threaten... my family!

Where is my husband?!

Go! To shore!

Heave!

- With me. Come on, with me.

Help!

Custode!

Heavy tide this morning?

Couldn't leave some fight for the rest of us, huh?

Welcome to the Brac, gentlemen.

No one leaves this island till I collect my property.

- Secure the beachhead! - Aye.

Gather the guns.

Royal Navy patrol these waters.

And them know how to handle your kind!

- Only the strongest of our kind remain.

Last of a dying breed.

Some say can't die at all.

Tell me, wee man...

...where is the island's distress signal?

That's a nice church.

- Get down, down, down! Down!

Signal pyre.

Far end of the island.

Atop the bluff.

Those in hiding...

stay hidden!

- Mourn your dead!

Comply with my men...

...and there'll be no more unpleasantries.

As for you...

Blood that was spilt here today

be upon your hands.

I condemn thee to a place where the wicked cease from troubling.

And the devil take you there himself.

Nice shot, sir.

Ah, Mr. Scout.

What news have we?

Still looking for the gold, but we have subdued the woman.

Have you, now?

Don't be frightened. Don't be fr-- Hey.

Look at me. Issac, look at me.

Don't be afraid, boy.

I'm still your mother.

And I will do anything in my power to protect you,

you understand that?

We do not have much time.

Go and pack your necessities and three days' rations.

- Ercell! It's me.

Are you injured?

Not as bad as them.

Bounty hunters.

Or worse.

How many more in town?

A whole gang of rowboats.

Led by a vile man

carrying munitions like none I've ever seen.

Ercell.

I think it's him.

It's not possible.

Have you see Lizzy?

No.

I took the bush path, but...

it's you those men are looking for.

Let them look.

Innocent people are dying.

Well, if you care about them so much, why did you come running here?

Because you're the only one on this island who might be able to stop them.

Captain.

Do not ever call me that again.

- Lizzy left us.

What?

She's running away with Weston.

Ercell.

- Think. - I have no time.

You come if you're coming.

And I can't find my dagger.

The love of God.

- Here you go.

Follow the trail of the banana orchids, through the mangroves, towards the bluff.

Twelve paces east from the dead, moon-marked tree.

But aren't you coming with us?

After I find your auntie.

Okay, now listen. Go north along the creek.

Wait there. And watch out for the caimans.

Those gators should fear us.

Right, Pastor?

With faith, anything is possible.

Well, now you have faith and a flintlock.

Remember how to use one of these, Pastor?

I'll not murder, but I don't mind winging a bastard.

I owe you.

You owe me nothing.

If anything comes after you, use that birthday present, boy.

I'll see you soon.

Come on!

Hey!

- Shh. Shh.

- Lizzy. - Ercell.

There's these men, and they...

- and they killed Custode! - Shh. Keep your voice down.

- Keep your voice down. - They killed-- N-N-No.

- You don't understand. Weston. - Keep your voice down. Shh.

You were going to run away with that idiot?

What were you thinking?

Weston's dead.

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry. - I want to go home.

- We can't go home.

We can't go home.

Issac and Pastor are waiting for us in the mangroves.

Lizzy.

If we don't move now, those men will find us.

There's a cut through the bush path.

All right?

- Mm-hmm. - Come.

No gold yet, sir.

"Subdued the woman"?

One woman could not do all this.

She must be getting help.

You don't know the woman you're dealing with.

Scour the northern purview.

You lot, heed the south.

Shoot anyone traveling with her.

And what about our lady friend?

Subdue her proper this time.

Gentlemen!

You heard the quartermaster.

She has a son.

And he is hobbled.

- Are you all right?

I'm afraid we've run aground.

Come on, lad.

There.

Pastor, the marked tree.

Oh, bless your eyes.

- Here. - I got it.

Said I got it. I am 13.

Happy birthday, by the way.

- Get behind me.

You get behind me.

- Shh.

- You got a little fight in you yet.

This is where the creek narrows.

Ercell.

Dare not tread these waters.

Neither would I.

- I got it. I got it. - Come.

Issac first.

Good lad.

Slow and steady.

Heave to and pull.

You can do this.

Just pull. Steady. Steady.

Steady. Steady.

What?

Keep your eyes forward.

Go!

Bradley, hurry.

Come.

No.

Oh, Capitaine.

I'm unarmed.

My stars.

Black Heart Bradley, is that you?

Pastor Bradley.

Uh-huh.

A man can trade his uniform...

...but underneath...

...still the same.

We're not the same.

I found my peace.

You'll find lead.

You tell me where she is.

Keep moving toward the bluff.

Do not stop. Do not make a sound. All right?

Where are you going?

- Shh. - Come on, Issac.

She's twice the captain you are.

Last chance.

The truth.

Fear not those who would kill the flesh

but are unable to kill the soul.

Do keep praying.

- No, no, no, no. No.

There! Starboard treetop!

Flush her out!

Keep trained on her.

She's getting away!

Check your aim!

No executions, gentlemen.

Alive.

- Huh?

Go! Get after her!

- Get after her! - I'm right behind you.

Hide.

Let's go! Stick with me now!

Come on, come on!

- Auntie. Auntie. - Shh, shh, shh.

Get after her!

Get me out of the river! Get me out quickly!

Get me out!

- Auntie, I'm scared. - Your mum is just fine.

- It's all right.

- You witch!

Issac, what are you doing?

Look away.

Enough of this jungle shite.

Bloody, Bloody Mary!

Bloody Mary!

I'm told you have a beautiful new family.

I wonder...

...do they know who you really are?

Does your boy?

Hear me, sonny.

We are not the ones you should be afraid of.

Lay down your arms.

Let us make restitution for your transgressions.

What say you, Mary?

All right, then.

Perhaps a barter...

...for the life of Captain Theodore H. Bodden.

Even now he sits aboard my ship,

waiting in earnest.

A family reunion, then?

The cottage.

Dusk.

You and my gold.

Or it'll be his head at your feet.

Acknowledge me, sailor!

Aye!

Where are we going?

To the only safe place on the island.

Let's go.

Come.

Whoa.

What on earth?

It looks like a schooner.

Eyes up, sister.

Sister-in-law.

Watch your step.

Where did all this come from?

Here, there.

Mostly there.

- Ercell.

Who was that horrible man?

And how are you so good at killing people?

His name is Francisco Connor.

He was a colonizer for the East India Trading Company

and a notorious buccaneer.

Like the ones in my book?

No. Those are tales.

Real pirates are murderers, not heroes.

She really as lethal as they say?

Yeah.

Ask those poor buggers we left in the swamp.

Mm. We be expecting extra coin for this cock-up, Mr. Quartermaster?

Do your duty.

There'll be plenty to go around.

Well, I ain't afraid of no scag.

Big mouth...

While you were sucking on your mum's teat,

that scag was a bona fide terror.

Had her own ship, side by side with Connor.

Till she stabbed him, stole his gold and disappeared.

So how do you know them?

Ercell.

Whoa.

We were indentured servants.

They attacked our ship,

slaughtered my parents and took me.

I was 12 years old.

You were raised...

as a woman, on a pirate ship? How...?

How is that even possible?

I had to became someone else.

Bloody Mary?

Pull.

Does T.H. know about your... history?

Didn't marry me for my cooking.

Move it. He's waiting.

God's knife in your gut...

murderous wretch!

Welcome home, Captain Bodden.

Ercell.

Buried treasure.

That's blood money.

No.

That is your inheritance.

Same as the men from our house.

This gold is marked.

It was supposed to stay buried till I was gone.

Damn it, T.H.

This gold belongs to Connor?

He thinks everything belongs to him.

Spent half my life with the brethren.

There's only one way to deal with a man like Connor.

So you're a criminal?

This criminal is your only hope.

Victory is within our reach.

I need to know something.

Speak freely, Mr. Lee.

With respect...

how is your mind?

Clear as winter starlight.

And our mission is still the gold?

These men are the most capable soldiers

from the four winds of the world.

I cannot abide them dying to satisfy a lust

for vengeance.

The gold has no value

without freedom.

That is our true prize.

Bloody Mary is a means to an end.

Nothing more.

Bat guano.

It stinks.

That is the smell of greed.

- Oh. - Careful!

Can you both just please explore outside?

Issac.

Oh, watch your step.

Auntie, are they going to find us?

Don't fret. It'll be all right.

I need you to prepare the sails.

We'll be ready for Papa when you bring him back.

Look after each other.

Are you certain about this?

Don't touch anything while I'm gone.

Ooh, these'll fit nicely.

- You want to try me, eh?

Avast...

Mr. Scout.

Take a walk.

My apologies, Captain.

The, uh... crew can get carried away.

How many?

How many of your men has she slayed?

Violence--

it's like her native tongue.

I recall three sailors went into her cabin one night

looking for a Nantucket sleighride.

The next morning, we found the best parts of them

dangling from the bowsprit.

Formidable woman.

Is that why she stuck a blade in you?

- Hmm? - To own the truth...

...many a night have I harbored that same quandary.

It vexed me.

For at the time, we were true partners...

...in every sense of the word.

You lie.

Ah, did she not tell you?

Muma said not to touch anything.

And I say...

that we've earned the right to break a few rules today.

It's her logbook.

All these faraway lands.

Incredible things.

Do you believe she sailed the world?

I believe she did more than sail.

You there, take the Frenchman, go around the house.

I feel death in the air.

Be wary, my son.

Sound off.

Ercell.

Ercell, you're here.

- Mm.

Elizabeth?

Issac?

Safe. At the caves.

I'm sorry I took some of our gold.

There's this doctor that helps people like Issac.

No. No regrets.

- Hey.

Sound off!

- She's in league with the devil.

Save your breath.

Search every bush,

every berm.

- She's close.

Connor has the only key.

I can't open it.

What about you and Connor?

Things happen at sea.

What I did, I did to survive.

This changes nothing, mon trésor.

Nothing.

My life began the day I met you.

Boys, open up!

We will have to make the trade.

Take this just in case.

I love you.

My wife.

My captain.

I love you.

Is it chow time already?

Captain, we have her surrounded!

So ends your ill-fated rescue.

Rescue?

I just want to watch her kill you.

- Stay back.

You sailors wish to be rich or dead?

Stand fast, gents.

Is that you, Mr. Lee?

Quartermaster now.

I always knew you would do well.

Always knew you were wicked.

These red-asses know what they signed up for?

Provost, apprehend this rogue.

My pleasure.

Damn it, woman!

That's right.

I fall, we all fall.

Ashes, ashes,

we all fall down.

Did ya miss me, darling?

You want this or not?

Aye.

Slowly.

Behold, gentlemen.

The notorious Bloody Mary reduced to a fishwife.

That is not my name.

Oh, have you forgotten your real name?

The one on the manifest?

I know it.

I know everything about you.

- Mercy. - Mercy.

- Blimey.

Bring him.

- Move. - Get your filthy hands off me.

Well, Captain...

...it's been a pleasure.

Hardly.

Oi, Bodden.

Why don't you take a couple of bars.

For the widows of your crew.

- Don't listen to him.

Eyes on me.

Please.

Now, darling, to our other business.

The matter of your betrayal.

How shall we balance those scales?

- I took what I was owed. - Owed?

When I found you,

- you were a weak little girl... - Never weak.

...bound for a life of servitude in some Englishman's brothel.

But I took pity on you. I saved you.

Made you powerful, strong.

And for that, you stabbed me in the ribs and robbed me.

Sorry.

I was aiming for your heart.

Then I failed to teach you proper.

A mistake I shall surely remedy...

...with your bandy-legged boy.

- No! - Bastard!

Get the bloody gold!

Ercell!

Enough!

Wait. Wait!

Connor, I yield. I yield.

Your quarrel is with me.

Leave him be.

Ercell.

Run.

I'll do anything you ask.

Between the ribs.

That's how it's done.

No. No!

No!

Mon trésor.

Hear my voice.

I'm here with you.

You!

You think I would just let you slip away?

Why did you betray me?

Why couldn't you just take the fucking gold?

That gold is to pay my crew.

What I came for

is the bounty on your head.

Fall back! Fall back!

- Fire in the hole!

Listen to this.

T.H. was a dockhand.

They met here on Cayman Brac.

She was in hiding after stealing the gold

and fighting her way free

from Connor's fleet.

August 12th.

This tiny island is a paradise.

I am finally free.

Here, I shall forge a new life

and find a new purpose.

She changed her name to Ercell.

What is her real name?

Um...

Can you read that?

No.

What is this?

Captain, I said, what in the ratbag shit is this?!

Our mission.

Our mission was the bars of gold,

now blown to dust!

Not your sick obsession with that woman.

Mind your tone, friend.

We've lost the gold.

We lost the bounty.

My boy is gone! For nothing!

And I will not throw another sailor's life into the jaws of death

for this madness.

Madness?

That khat leaf muddled your brain.

You lack perspective, Quartermaster.

- Bring my boy. - Aye.

All hands, take our fallen to the ship!

Quickly, go.

They deserve a proper burial.

Belay that order!

I will then assemble the remaining crew

and vote on how to proceed.

This campaign is over.

- It's mutiny, then?

The penalty is quite clear.

All these years,

to shoot me in the back?

Go to your ancestors.

Our dear quartermaster was unable to see the true value of Bloody Mary.

The golden age of piracy is done.

Our kind has been betrayed.

We, who ran the waves red for king and country...

...are now branded as criminals.

We filled their coffers,

built their colonies, but, alas...

...their modern world no longer holds accord with our ways.

But despair not.

The bounty I seek is worth more than any gold.

I hold here a decree from three empires

offering the captors of Bloody Mary a lifetime pardon.

No more running, no more scavenging.

All our sins washed away in a court of law,

with immunity to sail the seas like conquistadors of old.

On that, you have my oath!

- But...

...do I have yours?

Are we vagrants of the sea...

- ...cast asunder?

Or are we one mind,

with one hand, with keen steel wielded by one captain

who gives purpose to your corrupt souls?

- Aye! - Libertas!

Libertas!

- Libertas! - Libertas!

Come!

Libertas! Libertas! Libertas!

Libertas! Libertas! Libertas! Libertas!

For the long night ahead.

- Forgive me.

Muma, rum.

What happened?

I failed you.

Your father is gone.

Captain!

Steady on, lads.

I have as many friends in hell as you do.

They're gonna find us

and they're gonna kill us.

Did you really do all these terrible things?

Yes.

I'm all that they say I am.

And worse.

That might be...

...but you are also a mother

and a sister.

And right now, we need all of you,

or we will not live this night.

Is this your real name?

He took everything from you.

It's time to take it back.

It's only a matter of time till they find these caves.

We have to survive till sunrise

and then light the signal pyre.

Why not light it now?

Day is the best chance for the British Navy to track the smoke.

What if they don't make it in time?

We could all escape in the catboat.

If I leave, Connor follows.

This only ends with the sand soaked in his blood or mine.

You stay here. I need to prepare.

You don't have to do everything yourself.

Yeah, Muma.

You do exactly as I say, and no backchatting.

I never backchat.

Backchatting right now.

Listen carefully.

This place was built as a stronghold

and to protect our family if the past ever came calling.

I know this bluff inside and out.

Every tunnel, every choke point.

We'll lure them in,

split them up,

and wait for a clear shot at Connor.

Tonight...

you become soldiers.

Distract.

- Defend.

Destroy.

They came looking for Bloody Mary...

...and bloody is what they're gonna get.

Blood on the vine.

Get the captain.

Dead or alive, gentlemen.

If anything happens,

I want you to take the catboat and sail to the Big Island.

Look for the British regiment.

- Muma, I cannot sail. - Yes, you can.

You know the charts, you know the currents.

The sea is uncertain.

Listen to me, boy.

You could swim before you could stand.

You're a born sailor.

We'll be all right.

I'll light the pyre when it's safe.

Fan out, lads. She's in here somewhere.

Move.

Move!

Turn that winch.

Open it.

Ready.

I see you.

Crow's nest! Crow's nest!

- You blaggards want to play? - Go, go.

Go, go, go!

- Go. We should go. We should go. - Break the blooming door down!

Let's go!

Open it!

Reload the musket!

- Ready! - Go!

Ready!

Ready!

Eyes on crow's nest!

Ready!

I'm still here.

Come and die.

Keep to the wall.

Let's go.

What about Muma?

Let me look.

- Got ya! Got ya!

Go!

Stop.

Let's go, let's go!

Launch the catboat.

- I'll be right there. Please, go. - No.

Issac, go. Please.

Why, ain't we a pair?

Oh, your boy screamed the same way.

Come here!

That... does not belong to you.

It's bloody dark.

- Careful.

Mary!

Hold your fir--

Grand.

Bloody grand.

It's just us now, darling.

How about we step into the light?

Settle this like buccaneers?

To death or yield.

Auntie, look.

She did it.

Smoke in the wind.

You're the last man I expected to call the cavalry.

Let 'em come.

They'll find an island harboring a wanted criminal...

...and a valiant crew that died bringing her to justice.

Stings, eh?

Stings, huh?

Yield.

- Never.

Yield.

Between the ribs.

May the heavens

take pity on you.

My Mary.

Ercell!

- Can you stand?

- It's all right, it's all right.

- Hey, it's all right.

- I-I'm sorry.

It's all right.

Thank you.

You're my sister.

You all right?

Ercell.

Mariam.

My name is Mariam.

♪ My barque's in the harbor ♪

♪ My soul's in the bay ♪

♪ And both will set sail ♪

- ♪ at the dawn of day ♪

♪ But hold me close ♪

♪ till dawn ♪

♪ till day ♪

♪ and deep in your heart ♪

♪ I will stay ♪

♪ The stain of your letters ♪

♪ the words that I say ♪

♪ with time and time ♪

♪ shall fade away ♪

♪ But hold me close ♪

♪ till dawn ♪

♪ till day ♪

♪ and deep in your heart ♪

♪ I will stay ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪