All language subtitles for Hawaii

Ever since our island people
could remember,

Bora Bora
had been the home of the gods.

Home of Kanaloa,
King of the Underworld...

of Pele,
the little mother of volcanoes...

of Ta'aora, god of the ocean waters,
god of the winds and the storms,

of Mano the shark, who guided his children
through secret pathways of the sea

when they were lost,

and of great Kane,
father of the universe

and all that lived therein.

And so it remained
until in the days of Kanakoa the King

there came upon the people of this island

the most terrible anguish
that can afflict the spirit of man...

a time when the gods
began to change.

For in that day there arose a new god

whose appetite for human sacrifice
heaped the altars high with his dead...

Oro. Oro whose eyes
were the eyes of death.

So King Kanakoa
called together his people and said,

"This new god, this Oro,
is a god of vengeance and wrath.

Let us run away from him."

The State Canoe of Bora Bora
was the swiftest vessel

in all the oceans of the world.

They filled it with roots and seeds
to plant in a new land

which, legend told them,
lay far to the north.

From its holy place
they took the sacred stone,

the image of gentle Kane,

and guided by Mano the shark,

set out through uncharted seas
towards the unknown,

until at last they approached
the shores of a land

never seen before by the eyes of men,
the glowing land that was Hawaii.

For over 30 generations
they lived in that land,

remote from the rest of the world,

content in the worship of Kane,
until you came,

and my people found themselves
once more in a time

when the gods were changing.

You who have trained
for your ministries here at Yale College,

and only yesterday
received your diplomas,

cannot begin to imagine
what that can do to the human soul.

Even the Reverend Dr. Thorn
finds it unbelievable

that only 43 years ago, when the English
Captain Cook arrived in Hawaii,

my brothers stood for the first time
face to face with a Christian world

whose existence
they had never even dreamt of.

We beheld your weapons,
your tall ships,

your way with books and numbers,

and we could not doubt the greatness
of your Christian God.

In less than one generation
we leveled our temples,

burnt our pagan idols,

and stood like waiting children for
the revelation you promised to send us.

But instead of sending God's words,
you sent adventurers to steal our lands...

pestilence to ravage our countrysides,

strong drink to devour
the manhood of our sons,

and devils in the shape of whalers
to despoil our daughters

and cast them aside
like little wounded animals...

to die in torment of that disease
for which we had no name

until you came.

We hunger for the word of God.

Yet in the four years
I've lived among you,

no one yet has said to me,
"Keoki Kanakoa,

I will go with you to Hawaii
to save the souls of your people."

I am coming, I am coming!

- It's past 3:00.
- I'm sorry, Reverend Thorn.

You said the lists were closing tonight,
and Brother Hale and I

- decided to volunteer for Hawaii.
- You have? Come on in.

Why did you not stand forth with
the others at a more appropriate hour?

I wasn't sure of my worthiness, sir.
I asked Brother Whipple to stay with me

and pray for God's direction.

I assume the Lord
has spoken to you again?

He has, sir.

When Prince Keoki spoke tonight,

I heard the voice of God
commanding me to go to Hawaii

and bring His word to the heathen.

It was clearer
than the personal revelation

I experienced when I was only 15,
that mystical...

Yes, I remember.

I am very pleased that you
are volunteering, Brother John.

I'd always thought that as a doctor

you were more interested
in medicine than in theology.

Tonight I realized I could serve God
in both capacities.

You should hear from the board
of commissioners within the week.

Thank you very much,
Reverend Thorn.

- I promise I will...
- Your case will take longer.

- Why?
- Your teachers tell me

that you were somewhat
proud of your sanctity.

The Lord God Jehovah
is not your uncle, Brother Hale.

He is your Creator.

But every day I repeat
the biblical injunction against pride.

- Proverbs 16:5: "Every one that is proud..."
- Yes, I...

I know the verse.

I presume that like most
of our young volunteers,

you are still confronted
with the problem of finding a wife.

No, sir. My cousin
has agreed to marry me.

- I don't understand.
- You must have a wife.

We do not send young men to live
among the naked savages without wives.

At your age, you probably have
some dedicated female in view.

No, sir.

I haven't.

No one at all?

No, sir.

I'll pray on the matter.

It will require more than prayer,
Brother Hale.

Sir, I beg you to accept me
on this mission.

I promise that if you bestow upon me

the holy privilege of saving
those poor souls in agony,

- it will be a commitment to the...
- You will be hearing from us.

Now, I really must insist
on bidding you good night.

I assure you,
I have heard this call clearly.

Yes, Brother,
you will be hearing from us.

No, no, no, no,
I simply will not have it.

The least you could have done was
consult with us before you wrote Jerusha.

It might not be a bad thing, Abigail.

Jerusha seems willing
to meet the boy, at least.

My dear sister, the fact is
you have a daughter who is 22,

and she grows more confused
and depressed each day.

That's not true!

It's only since Captain Hoxworth
she's had these... depressions.

But that's the point!

All this mooning around over
a damn sailor she hasn't heard from

in almost two years, it's unnatural.

But this Hawaii,
we don't even know where it is.

Charles, are you willing
to send your daughter...

My dear, the only thing I'm not willing
to do is abandon my child

to fits of depression and religious mania
in a small upstairs room!

If she can find love and a rich,
new life in Hawaii,

It's a damn sight
better than she's doing here in Walpole,

wasting away over a sailor
who's long since forgotten her.

Abigail...

Shouldn't we give
the young man a chance?

If she doesn't like him,
she can send him away.

I promise.

Abner! A letter! A letter!

"Dear Brother Hale,
as a result of careful inquiries,

"the American Board of Commissioners
for Foreign Missions

"is happy in the will of God to announce

"that you have been chosen
for mission duty in Hawaii.

"Your acceptance, however,
is provisional,

"since there remains the matter
of obtaining a wife to accompany you.

"To this end, you would be well advised
to present yourself in one month's time

"at the house of Charles and Abigail
Bromley in Walpole, New Hampshire,

"there to meet their daughter,
a Christian girl of 22.

"May I also take the liberty
of suggesting that in the interim

"you work in your father's fields
each day with your hat off.

Yours in Christ, Elifaleth Thorn."

Do you think
she will accept you, Abner?

If God wishes it.

Let us pray together.

Almighty God, look down with pity
on this miserable company of sinners,

conceived in lust, delivered in evil,

and slaves to every loathsome appetite
the flesh is heir to.

We have held fast against atheism,
Romanism, Unitarianism,

and a score of lesser evils.

And we thank Thee
that Thou has chosen one of us

to carry Thy holy word
and the precious light of John Calvin

to the wicked
and benighted heathen of Hawaii.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Welcome to Walpole.

I trust you had
a reasonably pleasant journey.

Yes, yes, indeed.

The Reverend Abner Hale,
Mr. Charles Bromley.

- I'm deeply honored.
- My pleasure, son.

Come on.
I want you to meet the family.

- Yes, but I had...
- I'll take care of your baggage.

- Fine.
- You're a lot browner and tougher

- than I expected you'd be.
- I always was tough, sir.

Reverend Thorn!

A packet of delayed mail
and a letter came for the Bromleys.

- Would you take them along?
- Thank you.

That's him, isn't it?

I think so.

- But he's so tall!
- It's not that he's tall, he's just so skinny!

He's not very handsome, either.
Do you think?

No. He's got an awfully big nose.

They're coming in. Come on.

- Don't push!
- Quiet!

Mommy doesn't look
as if she likes him.

Papa's using his funny voice.

Yes, how do you do, Reverend?

And this is my daughter, Miss Jerusha.

I'm pleased to make your
acquaintance, Reverend Hale.

Oh, dear!

Did I spray?

No, no, no, not at all.

Well, what did you think of him?

- I rather took to the lad myself.
- He is simply dreadful.

- Oh, Abigail.
- And what you are doing is shameful.

If she accepts that scrawny
weed of a man, it will be out of despair.

My dear sister.

We must leave it all
in the hands of the Lord.

Come in.

You have a very kind nature,
Miss Bromley.

Thank you, Reverend Hale.

But then, I have always admired
the character of Jerusha

as set forth in Holy Scripture.

I think particularly on 2 Kings 15:33.

"Five and twenty years old
was Jotham when he began to reign,

"and he reigned 16 years
in Jerusalem.

And his mother's name was Jerusha,
the daughter of Zadok."

- It's a lovely verse.
- Yes, it's beautiful.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I often think...

Save the soup!

Oh, my raggedy, taggedy,
little old scraggedy wishing doll

I'd see two fleecy clouds caress

And they become
a snow white party dress

For my wishing doll

And every rainbow way up there

Becomes a silken ribbon for the hair
of my wishing doll

And then one day...

Reverend Hale.

Are you feeling better?

Oh, very much better, thank you.

Will you stay a week
if it takes that long?

- What takes?
- If you don't ask her, the captain will.

Charity...

All right.

Only this morning as I awakened
and looked out the window,

I thought with...

with Virgil,
"Here is Spring eternal!"

Will you have sugar?

If you please.

Or...

Or with Theocritus,
"It is Spring everywhere,

"and in the pastures
the udders are swelling with milk

and the lambkins are suckling."

- Cream, Reverend Hale?
- Thank you.

One is also reminded
of the divine Milton...

Let... let... let me...

I have no graces.

I'm strange and awkward in... in...

worldly surroundings.

But until now I've always
thought myself at least an honest man.

I have no taste for poetry.

I memorized those lines
to make you think better of me.

I even... Iooked up your name
in my Bible concordance.

My little sister's remark
about a certain captain...

I think I should tell you that
two years ago I fell in love

with a New Bedford man
who came here on a visit.

However, we've not
corresponded since that time.

I'm now quite free.

He was a whaler, a strong man,
somewhat rough in his ways.

Yet also gentle.

And very handsome.

Miss Bromley...

You will find someone else.

When that happens, I pray he'll be
the strongest, gentlest man on Earth.

And the handsomest, too.

I'll be going home tomorrow.

I cannot think it right
for a young woman of your breeding

to travel across 18,000 miles
of stormy seas to a savage land...

I know all about Hawaii.
Prince Keoki lectured at our church.

It is horrible.

My life will be one of work,
poverty, bad food...

living in a grass hut
surrounded by filth and savages.

Why do you try to make Hawaii
seem even worse than it is?

Because I will not spoil your life,
Miss Bromley.

You are so beautiful,
and I am of such little consequence,

that I put the idea of marriage
completely out of mind

the moment I saw you.

Am I so little to you, then?

You are more to me
than anyone can know.

My feelings for you
are of such a deep and tender nature,

so profoundly affectionate,
that l... I...

I dare not mention them.

But you have dared.

And in doing so
you have dishonored me.

But, Miss Bromley!

How?

No gentleman would explain his feelings
so explicitly to a lady

without previous
proposal of marriage.

But I...

You wouldn't think
of going to Hawaii with a man like me.

Would you?

Not if he wasn't my husband.

Goodness!
I certainly didn't mean to imply that!

I would protect you...

and cherish you...

and love you all the years of my life...

if only you could find it in your heart

to... marry me.

It is in my heart.

"There is a prince and a great man
fallen this day in Israel."

I looked your name up, too.

- Mom, he did it!
- Mom!

You have set forth
as one family in Christ.

Everything you possess,
both now and in the future,

belongs to that family.

You will receive no salaries,

neither will you engage
in any enterprise for personal gain.

I have no doubt that you would do
conspicuously well in business,

but you have been called
to serve the Lord,

and it is to this business
that you must attend.

You are directed to accomplish
two divine missions...

to bring the heathen to the Lord
and civilize him.

You will lift up the heathen,
step by step, until he stands with you,

and before you leave the scene,
the pulpits you erect will be filled by him.

You are to spend yourselves
in Christ so generously

that in later years
it may be said of you,

"They came to a nation in darkness,

they left it in light."

Ready, Captain Janders.

Reverend Thorn.
Land the gangplank!

- Let go forward.
- Let go forward, sir!

Let go aft!

Let go aft, sir!

Blest be the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love

The fellowship of kindred minds

Is like to that above

And you must submit your will
entirely to God's keeping.

You are correct on that, Reverend.

If you're ready,
I'll be proud to count you the first.

I'm not half ready, Reverend.
I love to hear you nag.

We haven't had such a fine gab
in many a passage.

He's at it again, Captain.

Reverend Hale!

I thought I told you to leave
those men alone.

You forbade me to enter the forecastle.

But you did not forbid me to bring them
the word of God while they are at work.

What word were you bringing
to young Cridland?

He kept the whole watch
awake last night

hollering in his sleep about
hell fire and damnation.

I reminded him briefly of his sins

and read certain passages
from the Holy Bible.

To an ignorant man,
the Bible can be a terrifying book.

More than the profane novels
I observe in your cabin?

Do you think that Smollet and Defoe
and Voltaire are profane?

- They are damnable.
- Have you read them?

Must I commit murder
to judge it a sin?

Why is it with so many
attractive young people on board,

it's always that mangy scarecrow
that's well enough to eat with us?

Raise your spirits,
my dear friends.

We are a full degree
nearer the equator.

When will this dreadful rocking cease?

Come, Brother Quigley.
You'll have your sea legs soon.

Perhaps you'd care to shave.

I can fetch you some hot water
from the galley.

I don't know what we'd do
without your comfort.

We are a family in Christ,
my dear sister.

Would it compose you
if I were to read to you?

Sister Urania?

Abner, no good cheer, I beg you.

Why, Brother John.

I should think you, as a doctor, would be
the first to prescribe a cheerful face.

As a doctor, Brother Abner,
I accept the truth.

And the truth in this case
is that we are, all of us, except you,

fit only for pickling.

- Mrs. Hale?
- Reverend Hale, I'm so sick.

You must pray.
And try to swallow back more firmly.

- I do try.
- I know.

It's Sunday again.

Forgive me.

You must be ready for services.

I can't even raise my arm.

I'll pray while you attend services.

God's word will give you strength.

Also the excellent pork and sea-pie
we are having for dinner.

"Hear, O earth: Behold,

"I will bring evil on these people, because
they have not hearkened unto my words,

nor my law, but rejected it.

I have seen thine adulteries
and neighings."

The Lord has marked your presence,
Brother Quigley.

You may go below to say prayers
with Sister Hale.

"I have seen thine adulteries...

"and neighings...

the lewdness of thy whoredom..."

That sounds like fun, don't it?!

God will punish you for that!

God will punish you for that!

Perhaps at Cape Horn.

We will soon be at the cape.

Is it there
that the day of reckoning will come

for those who refuse
to heed God's word?

Will tides as high
as mountains engulf you

and seawater fill your nostrils
and your lungs?

Will your eyes drop from their sockets
at the bottom of the sea?

Captain Janders,
since you have permitted blasphemy,

I will dispense with the benediction.

We will spend the rest of our Sabbath
in the main cabin,

where Keoki will continue his instructions
in the Hawaiian language.

Dutchmen and Spaniards
have done it.

Some of our own whalers
have managed to get through.

Why is it so difficult?

It isn't, until the end.
See those rocks?

The Four Evangelists?

The Westerlies from the Pacific
pile up tremendous waves

all the way along the exit
from the passage.

In trying to break out,
they throw you onto the Evangels.

Captain Janders!

The Evangels are two points off
the starboard bow!

Mr. Collins,
we're having a go at it!

Aye-aye, sir!

- Steady as she goes.
- Aye-aye, sir.

Help! Reverend Hale!
Your wife!

Mrs. Hale!

- Mrs. Hale.
- We're lost!

Let me die.
Please let me die!

- What are you saying?
- God, let me die!

- Mrs. Hale!
- Let me die!

- You must not blaspheme!
- Please let me die!

I'm afraid, too, my dear wife.
We must not despair.

God is with this ship.

She's slipping, sir!

The Evangels are dead ahead!

Send the gaff topsail!

Loose the gaff topsail!

Haul away!

Haul away!

Keoki!

Help him, God.

Help that man.

Help that man!

Strengthen his hands!

- Haul away!
- Haul away!

He is with us.

He's with us!

The Lord of hosts is with us!

He is with us!

- Are you sleepy?
- No.

Forgive me.

I'm not sleepy.

I'm just relaxed.

I felt so good after my bath, I...

brushed my skin with oil of lilac.

I smelled it.

Moses forbade the use of perfume.

Proverbs say that
"Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart."

Isaiah cursed the woman who used
perfume and abased herself unto hell.

Esther perfumed herself
for a whole year.

She was under compulsion.

I think she just liked
the smell of it on her skin.

Skin is but flesh,
flesh is corruption incarnate.

- The flesh was given us by God, too.
- As a burden, as a temptation.

The temptation you are to me
at this very moment.

That's one of the purposes
of marriage, isn't it?

Not when it drives the thought
of God from the mind.

I begin to feel that...

that I'm utterly depraved.

I think of nothing but your loveliness.

Is it possible for anything to seem lovely
without God having wanted it so?

Get away this ship.
We got too much preacher-man here.

What's he saying?
What's he saying?

He says his daughters
are the best...

Are they his own daughters?

Look!

Look there!
There they are!

- Who are they?
- Keoki's parents.

Lahaina, here,
is the capital of the island of Maui,

and Keoki's father, Kelolo,
is the king's deputy here.

His mother is Malama,
and Alii Nui of all the islands.

Where does the king live?

In Honolulu, on the island of Oahu.
Break out the sling!

Why did you kneel to your mother?

She is the Alii Nui.
She is a sacred person.

It's from her our mana flows.

It is from God,

not from any Alii Nui that you receive
your spiritual consecration.

I understand, and so will they when
they become Christians, Brother Hale.

- I was referring to the old religion.
- I think it would be better

if from now on you referred to me
in the old way, as Reverend Hale.

Abner!

We agreed as a family
that we're all brothers and sisters.

That applied only to ordained ministers
and their wives.

Ordained or not,
I shall always be your sister Jerusha.

Hoist away!

Aloha, aloha!

Aloha!

Gently, gently.
Don't drop her or we'll all be massacred.

Aloha! Aloha!

My mother, Malama, says welcome.

These are the first lhaole women
she has ever seen.

Haole is our word
for people of the white race.

She says that until now you have sent
only sailors and troublemakers.

But since you bring your women,
your intentions must be good.

Please express our thanks
to the Alii Nui.

Tell her that in order to help her people

we intend to establish missionaries
throughout these islands.

I know little bit English already.

How you meaning help my people?

- Help them to know God.
- And reading, too, and writing.

Writing?
This is good. It is our need.

In one month time,
I learn plenty writing.

But first you must learn about God,

without Whose grace
all writing is useless.

First write.
Then maybe I listen your god.

She says you are adorable,
puny women.

Will you tell her that
she and your father are very handsome?

And that Lahaina
seems as lovely as New England,

though in quite a different way.

Alolha nui! Alolha nui!

Alolha nui means love intense.

I like you here.
You stay Lahaina.

She teach me write.

Alii Nui.
I'm not assigned to your island.

My mission is in Honolulu.

Where you go, I not care.
Her stay here.

But Mrs. Hale is my wife.

- She your wife?
- Yes.

I let you stay, too. You come now.

We can trade, Brother Hale.
Jephtha and I can go on to Honolulu.

You and Sister Hale
can stay here in Lahaina.

Her got plenty much mana.
Her one time wife with Kamehameha.

Kamehameha had 21 wives.

My mother is Alii Nui. So she's
entitled to other husbands as well.

You mean...

she was married to Kamehameha
and your father at the same time?

She had to marry my father
because he is her brother.

The Alii Nui may only have children
by her brother,

otherwise her mana
would be profaned by outside blood.

Water!
Please bring water, somebody!

Reverend! Reverend!
Reverend?

My name is Fredericks,
I have a little grog shop here

and a few acres of farm land.

I hope we are going to be friends.

Grog shop?

We'll discuss friendship when you stop
debauching my people with drink.

Just one moment.
Just one moment, please.

I will not permit us to be separated.

Now, teach me write.

Sit here, start teach.

Perhaps we should begin tomorrow.

We begin now!

Well, I...

In English, we have 26 letters.

- But in Hawaiian...
- I need write letter you people, not mine.

Teach English.

English.

Well, we'll start with your name.

Malama.

M...

It is our family shrine.
We call it "heiau."

It's for the Great Chiefs only.

The center stone
comes from a temple in Bora Bora.

It was brought here by my people
over a thousand years ago.

Idolatry!

Reverend Hale!
Reverend Hale!

What is the meaning of this?

- I had to stop you, Reverend Hale.
- No touch!

It's an evil place drenched in blood.
It must be destroyed!

It is not that kind of a temple.

This is the temple of Kane,
a gentle god.

- A god of love and mercy.
- No touch!

This place is an abomination.

It is, but until he understands,
we can't ask him to destroy it.

Who is that naked female?

Her my small, little daughter
named Noelani.

One day she grow big and be
the Alii Nui the time when Malama die.

Then she's Keoki's sister?

One day her marry with Keoki.
Together, they get keikewalhine.

Make one more Alii Nui.

Reverend Hale?
This is my sister Noelani.

Do you realize that your father
expects you to marry this girl

and have children by her?

- I will explain this to her later...
- No, now, make it clear now.

I understand English,
Reverend Hale.

Then you must also understand
that your brother is a Christian

and any lustful union between you
is a damnable sin

and must not take place.

I wish I had been given
a little more time to prepare her.

Could I go now
and come back tomorrow?

No! While we waste time,

lhaoles who know how to write
can steal this island.

I'm sorry, I feel faint.

This one baby
not come for long time yet.

Better you sleep.
I make you work too hard.

Rest, rest, rest.
Oh, rest.

Jerusha is not a strong woman.
She'll not bear up well under pain.

I'll try to be here when the baby comes.

If not, this is the best book
on midwifery in existence.

Keoki says the native midwives
are excellent, use them.

Good bye, Brother Hale.

Well...

I guess we better...

- Abner.
- Yes.

Abner.

What is your name?

Iliki.

You may go home now, Iliki.

Apparently she's been...

given to us by that woman.

Do you suppose they actually
give children away?

I'll ask her tomorrow.

You may stay here if you wish.

She's placed in our care
by the hand of God.

She will become
the first member of my church.

From the utter darkness,

I will lead her into the light.

I've already waited three weeks!

I must see her.

- What is it?
- This baby, she was gonna bury it alive!

Let us through,
please, let us through.

This baby got evil spirit.

It isn't an evil spirit,
it's only a birthmark. Look!

And see how fat and healthy he is!

Bad thing.
More better he die quick.

Does this killing of innocent children
go on all the time?

Only sometime
they little bit sick, like this one.

If such children are not wanted,
we will establish a home for them.

They must not be killed!

A wise Alii Nui
would make that a law.

Too much law make people mad.

She not kill him, Hale walhine.
Only feed him.

We sit down, now.
Make another lesson.

Alii Nui. If I may have a moment,
I've been trying...

I learn English now.
Go away.

It would only take a moment, Alii Nui.
He wants to talk about some land.

- Land? You want land?
- Yes, I must have land in order to...

I beg your pardon?

No land! No like it!

Every lhaole come here want land.
You go now.

Teach.

- If you will only permit me...
- No! Go away!

He doesn't want the land for himself.

And he doesn't want
very much land, either.

Just enough to build a church on.

- You like it, him build this church?
- Yes, I would like it very much.

I tell Kelolo find little bit piece land,

give men,
help build him his church.

Now teach me.

Makua Hale!

Makua Hale, the Kahunas say
you put door bad place.

The Kahunas!

They come for help new kind god.

He's not a new god,
he's the only God!

And the Kahunas have nothing to do
with His church.

They say more better no make wall.
Keep every side open.

This make strong
when whistling wind come.

Whistling wind?
What are you talking about?

The kind wind
come when Alii Nui die.

Nonsense.

Makua Hale, I know this place.
Many time I talk with the spirits live here.

We will put the door where I say.
And there will be walls.

Whoever heard
of a church without walls!

Makua Hale! Makua Hale!

You come see!

I have something for show you.
You read.

"To James Monroe,
President of America in Washington.

"I send you 'AIoha'
from Lahaina on island of Maui.

"Some men from America,
too much do they want land.

"Also too many sickness do they bring.

"I think you like do something about it.
I write this with great love.

Malama, Alii Nui."

It is a remarkable accomplishment,
Alii Nui.

I think so.

Little one.

For thanks
because you teach me write,

I give you nice valley by Waiakoa.

- Got stream with fishes.
- No, you mustn't give away your land.

Makua Hale like land.

You have already given us this land,

to build a church for
Almighty God and His flock.

We are very grateful for that.
But for ourselves we want nothing.

I think maybe this writing not enough.
Time now for teach me about your god.

I'm pleased that you want to learn.

Tomorrow we'll begin.

We begin now!

Tell me, this god,
how he look?

God is a spirit.

He cannot be seen with the eyes.

He's seen only in the heart
of those who have found a state of grace.

In one month time I find grace!

No, it cannot be done that way.

To be saved you must first confess
that you are evil, corrupt, and sinful.

I evil, corrupt, sinful.
What is "sinful"? What it mean?

- It means "bad."
- I bad?

No! They bad, not me!
I am Alii Nui. I cannot be bad.

In the eyes of God,
there is no difference

between the Alii Nui
and her meanest servant.

God think
they equal to the Alii Nui?

God doesn't think, He knows.

You have the sin of pride, Alii Nui.

To find grace,
you must become humble.

- Humble?
- Humble.

Are you humble?

I think maybe you proud, too.

You find grace, then I find it!
You show me where right now!

That I cannot do!
Until you stop living

in incestuous marriage with Kelolo,
you will never find grace.

Why Kelolo?

Because he is your brother.

And God forbids you
to live with him as his wife.

But Kelolo is good.
No better men all this island like Kelolo.

No, Makua Hale,
I be too Ionely send him away.

- Reverend Hale, if I may...
- Please.

If you don't give him up,
you will burn throughout all eternity

in the blazing fires
of everlasting hell.

How hot this hell?

Hotter than the fires of a thousand
volcanoes. It burns incessantly.

Its pain is horrible
beyond imagining.

Many years before I die.
Of Kelolo we talk another time.

Up we go.

No! No! Come back!

Mr. Morris! Mr. Morris!

Yes, sir?

I'll have that one there.

- You...
- No! That one there!

- Over here.
- Mr. Morris, that one definitely, there.

- All right.
- What the hell, Mr. Morris.

- Send them all to my cabin!
- Yes, sir.

You want her for yourself?

Who the hell does he think we are?

How can you do this
to these innocent children?

Have you no mothers at home,
no sisters?

May God in His mercy forgive you.

Come back, Reverend,
I'll buy you a drink!

Go home, you wicked creature!

- I no do nothing bad!
- Go home!

Let that girl go!

Let her go!

Dillon! Let her go.

That's enough!
Stop it! That's enough.

Stop it now.

Rape is a rotten sport at any time.

But in Lahaina,
it's a downright waste of energy.

Now get out of here and find yourselves
some cooperative ones.

This is the daughter of our Alii Nui.

My compliments to the Alii Nui.
My apologies to you.

Are you alright?

You bear the responsibility
for the depredations of your men.

I do.

As God's instrument on Earth,

I order you
to take your sailors back to your ship!

My men are not sailors, Reverend.
They're whalers.

And for over three years,
they've been on this voyage

and they haven't touched land
in eight months.

Now, the females of Lahaina have
got the warmest blood in the Pacific,

and my men have neither the strength
nor the inclination to fight them off,

neither, might I add, have I.

If you'll excuse me.

- Iliki came in crying...
- Jerusha!

- Rafer!
- Jerusha Bromley!

What are you doing here?

You're supposed to be in Walpole
waiting for me there!

L... How could I have waited?

- You didn't write, I had no...
- Write?

I wrote from Canton,
from Manila, from Santiago,

from Honolulu...

Jerusha,
I've never seen anything so beautiful...

Captain, you may not
behave in that manner!

Shut up!
I'm speaking to Miss Bromley.

Rafer, I'm married.

Married!

Oh, my God, not to him!

What did he do,
pray you into bed?

For two years now,
I thought of nothing but you,

night and day, on sea and land,
nothing but you!

I'm not going to let you go
a second time.

Abner, don't!

Stop it, Rafer!

Rafer, I'm expecting,
I'm with child!

Go away, go away!
Leave us alone!

I wanted you more
than anything else on this Earth.

I could have taken you by candlelight
in your father's house, and you know that.

May the Lord strike me dead if I ever
pass up another virgin as long as I live.

What a damn fool!

What a God-abandoned fool!

He's right. It's wrong
for the girls to swim out to the ships.

Girls in Boston not swim out?

- Certainly not!
- Water too damn cold?

Not at all!

But the Alii of Boston
have made it against the law,

just as you should make it
against the law here.

I think missionary like stop
everybody have fun.

There's no fun in the disease
these girls catch from the sailors.

There's only death.

I think about it one more time.

To think about it is not enough.

You must make laws
to protect your people.

Laws against killing,
against rum,

and laws against
the damnable sin of adultery.

- Adultery?
- Yes.

That what he mean.

What kind adultery
you not like too much?

What kind?

There's only one kind of adultery,
and it is a mortal sin.

Got 23 kind adultery
going on this place all the time.

Married man sleep with
another married walhihe. That one kind.

Married man, he sleep
with wife his brother, that two kind.

Married man
sleep with wife his son...

If we say there shall be
no adultery without saying which kind,

everyone would think,
"They don't mean our kind of adultery,

they mean the other 22 kinds."

On the other hand, if we list all 23 kinds,
somebody will surely say,

"We never heard
that kind before, let's try it."

Father sleep with daughter,
that 11 kind.

Mother sleep with son,
this 12 kind.

Married walhihe sleep with brother,
this 13 kind.

I think I see the problem.
I'll pray on the matter.

Makua Hale! Makua Hale!

What is it?

Hale walhihe say
you run fast to house.

What's the matter?

The baby!
Him wanna come out fast!

Better you make run like hell!

- Have the pains started already?
- Yes.

Brother Whipple isn't due
for another three weeks.

I know.

Have you counted the pains?

- Nine or ten.
- Are they regular?

No, not yet.

Do they make you
want to bear down?

- Then your water hasn't broken yet.
- No, be careful.

- Then we have plenty of time
- Yes.

Try to lie full length this way.

I'll get everything ready.
Tell me when the next pain begins.

Light the lamp.

Give it to me.

Tie these to the foot of the bed.

Tell me when it's over.

Now.

It's going away.

- Who is it?
- It's Keoki, Reverend Hale.

I've brought the midwives.

They have medicines
to kill pain and stop bleeding.

Keoki, I do not want them.

They have delivered many children,
Reverend Hale.

I will not surrender my wife
or my child to heathen practices.

Tell them to go away.

Bring in a basin of boiled water.
Boiled, Iliki!

Then help Mrs. Hale
into her nightgown.

Don't bear down anymore.

I can't help it.

You must hold back
on the next pain.

What is it?
Is something wrong with the baby?

Nothing's wrong with the baby.

Listen to me carefully.

It's in the breech position.
You remember what that is.

You must hold back
on the next pain.

Pant, breathe
through your mouth, anything!

But hold back!

I can't! I can...

Listen, listen to me.
Jerusha, listen to me!

I've got to try
to turn the baby around.

The book said if it is not delivered
within three minutes, it will die.

Do you understand?

All right.

All right.
When the next pain comes...

It's coming now.

Scream if you want to!

Hold back!

No! No, don't push!

Hold back!

Iliki, hand me the towels.
Quickly, Iliki!

It's a boy, Jerusha.

Is it normal?

He's a strong, healthy boy.

You may go, now.
Sleep.

You know the kind way Hawaiians do
when baby come out wrong end like that?

Number one midwife, she kill the baby,
then she pull them out.

Go away, Iliki.

I love you, Jerusha.

I love you.

When I was a boy
and found God,

I thought I could never love anyone
as dearly as I loved him.

But I was wrong.

I love you more than I love God.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you more.

I love you more!

But I always liked the name David.
It's so sweet.

But Micah is a name strong
in the goodness of the Lord.

When we are gone,
he will carry on our work here.

He will need such a name.

All right.

Try to forget
what I said to you last night.

It was blasphemy.

I placed my love for you
above my love of God.

I will spend the rest of my life
seeking His forgiveness.

Micah. Micah.

Micah.

In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost,

I baptize you Martha Iliki Pupali.

And I receive you
as a member of this church.

The first fruit of my ministry.

- Is she going to do it?
- Yes, she is.

At first she threatened to cancel
the whole affair

unless I allowed her to become
a full member of the church.

- Brother John.
- Very fine sermon, Reverend.

- Thank you, Captain.
- Mrs. Hale.

When I mentioned Kelolo

she had the effrontery to swear
she had sent him away.

Well, she has.
He lives in another house now.

Yes, he sneaks back into the palace
every night, she admitted it.

Her desire for grace
is quite overshadowed...

- by her lust for Kelolo.
- Don't call it lust, Abner.

It must be terribly hard for her to
understand that a form of marriage

she's always considered holy,
is thought by us to be a deadly sin.

- I find it sad.
- Sad?

Yes, I find it sad
that after all these years together,

two people should have to stop
loving each other in order to love God.

This day new laws are made
for us of Maui.

Because these laws
are made for two people,

I speak them in our two tongues,

English first and then Hawaiian.

First law: In this place,
everyone will serve God.

Everyone will love Jesus.

Next law:
There will be no killing of people.

No grown people, not children,
no sick babies will be killed.

Next law:
No more will girls go to the ships.

Next law: When the sun
goes down beneath the water,

the sailors will go back to the ships.

Next law: No more will the grog shops
sell the rum to my people.

Next law: There will be no more
sleeping together in mischief

without getting married.

Next law: Here, Kelolo
will be chief of the policemen.

He will beat with sticks
the breakers of these laws.

He will put them in the jailhouse
here in the fort.

Let us now obey these laws.

Then no more will people laugh at us
how we live in Lahaina.

The four of us speak for every ship
in Lahaina harbor, ma'am.

For over two years my men
have been at sea,

and they will not be bound
by a curfew.

We bring lots of custom to this place.

It used to be
the best port in the Pacific.

We live in a small place,
but we change with new times.

You will obey my law.

This afternoon our men are coming
ashore. They will remain ashore tonight.

There'll be no rape,
but any woman willing to trade her favor

for a yard of calico
will have the opportunity of doing so.

If you come, you will be arrested.

Try that and there'll be trouble.

Then there will be trouble.

You no walk this place,
go more far!

We're coming ashore.

Touch one of my men
and you'll smart for it.

You get thrown in the jailhouse,
damn lhaole.

You're harder to see
than the Empress of China.

A man has to fight
every inch of the way.

I love you, Jerusha.

I love you, I love you.

There are a thousand whales
running off Japan, and I...

I left them and I sailed
half an ocean just to...

Why, he's made
an old woman of you.

No, he hasn't.

But he's made a damn good try.

I'm taking you back
to New Hampshire.

Can you imagine Walpole
in the autumn,

with the leaves beginning to turn?
And the first snowfall on its way?

Oh, don't, don't!

And the logs on the hearth?

But who needs a fire
in this godforsaken place?

And a piano?
Someone singing?

- And you, Jerusha.
- I'll never see Walpole again.

Yes, you will, you will.

You'll see it with me.

Look, I don't give a damn
about my immortal soul.

But I do care about you.

One minute with you,
one hour, one day with you.

Now, pack your things.

Wait! No, no...

Hale walhihe! Hale walhihe!

Our nice pretty church house!

I think them sailor men
gonna burn them all up with fire!

Iliki, stay here,
Micah is asleep.

Church more better now.

Burn him big holes in wall.
Let plenty air come inside.

My people,

it is good
that you did not let the church die.

When you sleep, God will smile.

Now, will the sailors
go back to their ships?

Jerusha, I promise you.

I won't touch you,
I won't even look at you.

Please,
please come onboard my ship.

I'll take you and your child
to Honolulu

and there I'll ship you both to Boston.

You'll have an even chance
of staying alive there.

He'll kill you here, Jerusha.

He will kill you.

Good-bye, Rafer.

Good-bye, Jerusha.

- Morris!
- Yes, sir!

Gather what men we have left
and get them aboard.

I want my ships
out of this port by sunrise.

Right away, sir.

- What are you so mad about?
- Damn lhaole. Him no more good.

Him try burn
the church house with fire.

Steady, steady.

Easy!

Now, tell me.

How would you like to see
the lights along Manila Bay?

Or Singapore?

Or the Irrawadi in Rangoon?

What that?

Very good, Luku.

I thought so!

What the devil do you want?

I've come for the young woman
named Martha Iliki Pupali

Who is illegally concealed
aboard this vessel.

Get off my ship!

I will not leave without Iliki.

Why, you bible-thumping
son of a bitch,

do you want every female
I lay my eyes on?

Mr. Morris!

Next time you let the preacher
aboard this ship I'll hang you.

Maho. Maho!
Shark! Shark!

- Maho!
- Shark down there!

Over here, shark!
Go get him!

He let him get away.

He was... a big shark, too!

Well, everything in these latitudes
is a disappointment.

- Mr. Morris, we weigh anchor.
- Aye, aye, sir.

Prepare to make way!

Prepare to make way!

Mele, take this mail to Hale, please?
Immediately.

8000 hectares Hawaiian Land acquired by FLAUD

Very Good!

Fraud is spell with an 'R' not an 'L'

Make the change and Print it!

This is for you..

And one for you too. Thanks.

If there be no further discussion,

we shall now vote on that resolution
calling for the expulsion

of Brother Abraham Hewlett
from his ministry.

Those in favor will let it be known by
raising their right hands and saying aye.

- Aye.
- Aye.

Those opposed will raise their right hands
and signify by saying nay.

- Nay.
- Nay.

Three. The "Ayes" have it,
the motion is carried.

The minutes of these proceedings

will be sent to the
Board of Commissioners in Boston,

and the congregations
will be duly circularized.

Abraham Hewlett...

it is the judgment of this meeting...

...that your continued presence
in these islands

is an embarrassment to the church.

And it is our decision
that you leave here and live elsewhere.

It is not within your jurisdiction
to advise me any further.

I shall live where I wish.

You will receive
no sustenance from us!

What sustenance?

Those yearly barrels of trash
and cast-off junk

sent to us by the Boston Missionary Board
and disguised as Christian charity?

My wife has brought me
several thousand acres of prime land.

I shall work for myself,

earn my own wage,

and provide for my family here
on these islands for as long as I choose.

You love Hawaiians as potential converts,
but you despise them as people.

Having come
to the opposite conclusion,

I gladly depart from a Ministry
in which love has no place.

We shall now look to that resolution

censuring Brother John Whipple
for performing the marriage ceremony

whereby our lost brother fell into sin.

I'd say the ceremony was one
whereby he fell out of sin.

As for the vote,
save your time, Brothers.

I also take my departure.

Brother John!

Kelolo has something to say to you,
Makua Hale.

Make you very happy.

I evil, I corrupt, I sinful.

You see?
Already has he found grace.

Does this mean you are prepared
to move out of the palace

and renounce this carnal union
with your sister?

He will not have to go away,
Makua Hale.

He will be a Christian
and I will be a Christian.

Many times have you said that marriage
between Christians is sanctified.

A marriage between brother and sister
can never be sanctified.

Then there is no way I can keep Kelolo
without going to hell?

No way at all.

I am so filled with sin
that in the wrong way do I love Kelolo.

Yet also do I love Jesus.

He was such a good young man

with so much aloha,

and they hurt him so badly
when they killed him.

It will be sad when I die
and not go to Him.

On the day you send Kelolo away,
I will accept you into the church,

and you will see Jesus.

I promise.

Now will I sleep for a while.

Aloha, Makua Hale.

Aloha, Alii Nui.

So King Tamatoa called together
his people in Bora Bora

and said, "This new god,
this Oro, I do not like him.

"He is a god of vengeance and wrath.
Let us run away from him.

"Let us cross the waters
to another land.

"There, without fear,
can we worship Kane,

giver of life, Kane the gentle."

So they did that,
and as they drove the canoe forward,

this was their chant...

What's this?
What is it, what's going on?

It's a chant that tells how our people
sailed from Bora Bora

to this new land
beneath the Seven Little Eyes,

guided by Mano the shark.

In a way, it's like the migration
of Abraham in the Bible.

Dismiss the class.

You are dismissed.

How dare you compare a bundle of myths
to the Holy Scriptures?

These Kahuna superstitions
are dangerous, Keoki.

Your task is to spread the word
of Almighty God.

I have waited eight years
to spread it.

And you have not ordained me yet.

How long must I wait,
Reverend Hale?

I'll answer you truthfully.

For the present I have no plans
for ordaining you at all.

- What do you hold against me?
- My dear Keoki.

You're too young.

I'm older than you
when you were ordained.

Yes, but you must remember
that I grew up in a Christian family.

- I was...
- A white man?

If you wish to put it that way, yes.

For over a hundred years,

my ancestors fought that this church
might be established.

Some of them died for it.

I cannot wait 100 years,
Reverend Hale.

I was the highest student
in the mission school in America.

It was me and my words
that brought you here.

That is correct.

I've been thinking lately

that our church is ready
for a board of deacons.

I'm willing to make you
their head, Keoki.

You would move among
the Hawaiians,

find out who is smoking,
who has alcohol on his breath,

who is sleeping with another man's wife,
that sort of thing.

Then each week you will hand me a list
to be admonished from the pulpit.

I sought a way to serve my people.

Not to spy upon them.

Your mother will not be pleased that
you have refused the deaconship.

My mother is dying.

Your mother is not dying, Keoki.

I just talked with her.
There's nothing wrong with her.

She will die.

And then will come
the whistling wind.

Who's the young boy?

King Kamehameha.

I could find nothing wrong with her.

But she is dying,
there's no question of that.

She would like to see you both.

Hear me,
for I speak to Kelolo.

Dear brother, dear husband,

God commands you
to be sent away from me.

Sent away to a faraway place.

No more shall I sleep in your arms.

No more shall you see me again
in the sunlight.

I have said it.

Aloha.

I will need some water.

There is water beside me,
Makua Hale.

Malama Kanakoa,

having entered into a state of grace,

seeks baptism
into the Holy Church.

In the name of the Father,

the Son,

and the Holy Spirit,

I baptize you
Ruth Malama Kanakoa.

Of Ruth it is written,

strength and honor
are her clothing,

and she shall rejoice
in time to come.

And Ruth said,
"Wither thou goest, I will go."

Alolha hui.

Alolha hui.

My adorable little lhaole sister.

Hear me again,
for I make a kapu.

If on some distant day,
I shall die,

let no one cut his skin

or strike out the teeth
from his mouth

or pluck out the eyes from his face.

Obey this law.

Ae.

Makua Hale?

Alii Nui.

I be too Ionely apart from Kelolo.

Before he goes,
may I not touch him once more in aloha?

Stop this abomination!

I forbid it! I forbid it!

Let me go!

Go!

You cannot go through
with this, Keoki.

You must not interfere with us here,
Reverend Hale.

Your mother will curse you
from her grave!

She is not in her grave,
Reverend Hale.

In her last words to our father,
she said, "For their own good,

"my people must become Christians,

"so let Makua Hale bury me
in the Christian way as an example.

"Then dig me up
and hide my bones in the old way,

so that Kane and Kanaloa and Pele
will know that I love them, too."

You are lying!

My mother's bones are hidden
where no one will ever find them.

And her heart goes
with our father to Bora Bora.

Backslider! Heretics!

Blasphemers!

Heathens!

Oh, God! Bring them low!

Punish them!

Send earthquakes! Plagues!
Floods! Pestilence!

Destroy them!

Destroy them utterly!

Well?

The child is terribly deformed.

It is God's punishment.

- Abner!
- They have defied God.

And God has visited his wrath
on them, as I foretold.

Abner, don't you understand?
The baby is in danger!

They can't accept
a deformed child as Alii Nui.

They may even try to kill it!

Now they will see

how God rebukes
apostasy and incest.

All of them will see.

All of them!

All of them will see!

Because Noelani and Keoki

lusted like rutting beasts in the field
before your very eyes,

because they broke the commandments
of God and the laws of men,

now has God punished them.

Take heed before it is too late.

Take warning, for the deformed offspring
of that evil union

was ordained by Almighty God
Himself who has said,

"I will punish the wicked
for their iniquity.

"Everyone that is found
shall be thrust through.

"Their houses shall be spoiled,

"their wives ravished,

their children also shall be dashed
to pieces before their eyes."

He won't see you.

Noelani?

- If only I'd had a chance to save it.
- You had that chance.

I mean its soul.

I mean the child.

I'm carrying too much whale oil to make
a run back to the whaling grounds,

and not enough for a trip
to New Bedford.

That happens.

Make me a fair offer
and the lot is yours.

Since Doc Whipple joined the business
we've stopped buying odd lots of oil.

Why?

We'll store it for you,

and trans-ship it with other odd lots
when we have a full cargo.

Charge you a fair fee for the service.
But we won't buy anything.

It's Doc's idea.

From now on, we don't own,
we just handle.

Well, I'll be damned.

You don't put up
a dollar of your own money,

and yet you handle anything
that passes in and out of the port.

For a fee, of course.

An honest burglar
would use a gun.

Well, for people
who came here to do good,

you fellows have done pretty well,
don't you think?

I believe the Reverend Hewlett in Honolulu
is going in for the sugar cane business.

As a matter of fact,
Doc's going there

to open a branch
for us to handle it for him.

You're worst than locusts.

- When can I move my whale oil?
- In the morning.

I'm shorthanded as well.

I need a cook, seven or eight
healthy kanakas at $5 a head.

We can supply the cook, but we
don't handle native labor anymore.

Why not?

The practical reason,
Hawaiians are becoming too scarce

to ship from these islands.

The humanitarian reason,
we won't use force to round them up.

Dr. Whipple?

Miss Hale want you come see
what make Micah not feel good.

I'll be right there.

Excuse me.

What we make in handling charges,
we lose in free medical services.

I'll bet.
What about my deckhands?

Fredericks operates
the press gang on the island.

If you must have them,
go and see him.

Do we have to wear these again?

David, you know you do.
Your father told you it's October.

- But they're too hot.
- I know they are.

- What seems to be the trouble here?
- Hello, John. Thank you for coming.

I put Micah to bed.

I'm not worried about Micah.
I'm worried about you.

I've told you this before,
and I'll repeat it.

You are working yourself to death.

- Lucy, run along and play with David.
- Beans again? And salt pork?

In a place where fruit ripens
the year round,

- and fish come fresh from the sea?
- Abner doesn't really like it.

I'll listen to Abner on religion,
but not on diet.

You must go home, Jerusha.

You must go home for at least a year.
Two would be even better.

Otherwise, you'll die here,
you'll die young.

If you don't take it up
with Abner this time, I will.

Oh, no, John,
I will talk to him, I promise.

I've delayed this long because...

Well, about Micah. He's got a fever
and his chest is covered with spots...

Spots?

But measles is a child's disease.
I can't understand...

To us, it is a child's disease, Abner,
but to the Hawaiians,

who have developed no resistance
at all, it is a deadly pestilence.

The sailor who brought it ashore

is bound to have infected dozens
of others besides Micah.

Within three days, this disease
will sweep like a raging plague.

Their fevers will go high,

their deaths are agonizing
beyond all imagination.

Our children will come through
in good shape.

We can save a fair percentage
of the Hawaiian children

if we can separate them
from their parents.

The adults are another story.

One month from today,
one third of our population will be dead.

One out of four of the survivors
will develop consumption.

One out of 7 will be deaf,
one out of 12 will be blind.

I need all the help you can give me.

Captain Hoxworth has offered
to organize a harbor blockade.

The only trouble
is that many of the sailors have come...

What of Iliki?

What have you done with her?

I married her off
to an English consul in Santiago.

With what you and I together
have taught her, she'll end up a duchess.

Get out of Lahaina!

He can't get out of Lahaina, Abner,
he's quarantined like the rest of us.

We accept your offer, Captain.
And we thank you.

Get your mother home.

- John, just give me a minute.
- No argument, Jerusha.

Get her home and keep her there.

Everybody go beach.
Make lie-down in the water.

Try for keep cool.

That'll kill them.
They'll catch pneumonia and die.

Rafer, help me.

Good Lord!

Go back to your homes,
you must not stay here!

It'll kill you here,
go back to your homes!

Go back to your homes!

No, no, too hot, burn like fire.
Get cool in water.

You must come with me, Keoki.
Let me help you.

- You need warmth, blankets.
- Leave me alone.

Please, Keoki,
if you stay here, you will die.

- Then I will die.
- No!

Go away.
Can't you even let us die in peace?

You must not die
without salvation, Keoki.

God will forgive you your sins.
An all-powerful God can forgive anything.

- God no longer exists.
- Dear brother, don't blaspheme!

Not "brother," Reverend Hale.

Pray with me, Keoki.

God, take thy erring servant Keoki
into Thy bosom...

I will not stay to hear it.

There's nothing
you could've done for him.

When Captain Cook discovered
these islands 50 years ago,

they were a true paradise.

Infectious disease was unknown.

They didn't even catch cold.

There were 400,000 of them,
now there are less than 150,000.

You and I may well live to see
the last Hawaiian lowered into his grave.

With proper Christian services,
of course.

We...

We seem to have passed
the peak of the epidemic.

Keoki is dead... of course.

He went forth unrepentant into hell.

They're burning... the bodies.
It goes well.

Aside from that...

there's nothing but the dead,
and the dying, and those who mourn them.

I did not mean it.

No matter what I said,
I did not mean it!

How could I have known
God would scourge them so terribly?

God had nothing to do with it.
It's a disease.

The Bible tells us nothing on this Earth
can happen without God's consent...

Abner, do you believe
every word in the Bible literally?

Believe?

The Bible is God's holy word
written exactly as He commanded,

and I believe it all.

I believe in heaven and in hell
and in original sin

and in God's terrible,
all-consuming wrath.

If I did not believe,
I could not call myself a Christian.

Then I will no longer
call myself a Christian.

I don't believe in your God of wrath.

I don't believe Keoki's in hell, either.

I believe he has found God,
and Malama with him, and Kelolo,

and those who died on the beach.

It's impossible
for the unbaptized to enter heaven!

I've never seen
a people more generous,

more loving, more filled
with Christian sweetness than these.

I will not believe
that God rejected them

simply because
they haven't been baptized.

Not even that lost child
whose birth you cursed.

These things
are God's will... not mine.

What else but God's wrath
has the power to annihilate them?

Disease, despair,
our lack of love,

our inability to find them beautiful.

Our contempt for their ways,
our lust for their land, our greed,

our arrogance.

That is what kills them, Abner.

That's what you
must save them from.

They are already lost.
I failed them.

I failed these people!

And God.

My ministry here is at an end.

Your ministry here is not ended.

You will stay here in Lahaina
and shelter and protect these people.

You will win them to a merciful God

with bonds of charity so strong,
they will belong to Him forever.

How?

By offering what you've always
valued most and found it hardest to give,

to them and to me...

your love.

Watch how you handle that!

I haven't carried this 16,000 miles
to have you drop it.

That's the lot.

Hold it in the pier till I get back.

Hey, you up there!

Reverend Hale!

Go into the church, Micah,
and wait for me there.

I wanna speak with you.

That's a house.

I had it built in New Bedford
and taken down piece by piece.

- But how can this...
- Shut up.

Every beam,
board and plank is numbered.

My ship's carpenter will remain here
till it is put together.

It's for Jerusha.

For you, too, I guess.

I want her out of that grass hut,
I wanna put a decent roof over her head.

But I'm afraid...

I will not let her spend the rest of her
life in that pigsty you stuck her in.

Good God, man,
she's your wife!

Wouldn't you like to see her
living in comfort?

Of course I would.

Good.

Good, then you accept.
The house is on the pier.

No, I didn't accept, I can't.

I should've known better
than to speak to you in the first place!

Where's Jerusha?

Well, where is she?

How did she die?

I killed her.

I simply killed her.

That's enough!
Enough!

Enough!

Go to your father.

I'll go for help.

Father!

Father!

Father!

He's over here,
Reverend Quigley.

Why, it's Brother Quigley!
Welcome to Lahaina.

You should have let me know
you were coming.

It's only for a short visit.
I'm just recently back from Boston.

Yes, I saw your grandparents, Micah.

- Who?
- The Bromleys. They send greetings.

Micah, take Reverend Quigley's
bag along to the house.

Thank you, Micah.

Come, we have much to discuss.

It's lovely back in Walpole.

I'd forgotten how beautiful
the autumns can be there.

Did you get back
in time for the Annual Meeting?

- Yes, we missed you, Brother Hale.
- Well, I was unable to get away.

We are engaged in a great
struggle with the sugar planters here.

- Yes, I've heard reports of it.
- Their lust for land grows every day.

I finished helping my Hawaiians
draft a petition to the king

that no more land be sold
to the planters or any other foreigner.

- Indeed?
- Yes.

And also we are assembling regularly
in meetings of public protest.

- In your church?
- Yes, of course!

What purer purpose
can our churches be put to

than to protect the Hawaiians' land?

Their land is their life,
Brother Quigley.

Malama understood that.

Every church in the kingdom
must stand forth as a bastion

against those who would rob
these people of their birthright.

And the walls are two feet thick.

As you see, of course.

I left the windows uncovered, though.
It's cooler that way.

And the wind...

can blow through.

Of course, there is no Alii Nui...
left to die.

They develop
shocking temperatures.

That's why it's unhealthy for them
to work in the cane fields.

I've seen as many as 40 Hawaiians
hitched to ploughs.

Sugar is a curse on these people.

We reviewed the whole problem
of sugar at the Annual Meeting.

Came to some conclusions
about it.

Very good, excellent!
Tell me.

It is felt the time has come for
our missions to become self-supporting.

To that end, we voted
to authorize members of our ministry

to invest in plantation lands
and sugar mills

and to operate them also,
if they have the skill.

But we are a family...

in Christ.

Dedicated to poverty.

It has cost us 20 years
of poverty and sickness

and sometimes death, to win these people
to Christianity and make them literate.

If we now desire
a competence for our old age,

a heritage for our children,
we have every right to earn it.

We are taking the land

of the people whose souls
we came to save

while they are dying.

A whole race is dying
before our eyes.

I'm afraid that is true.

But the Lord's ways
are not our ways.

And the only answer that I can find

is that perhaps the Lord
intends for these islands

gradually to pass into other hands.

May God forgive you!

There is a feeling

that you've worn yourself out
in God's service, Brother Hale.

The church wishes to reward your labors

with something
more substantial than gratitude.

But l... reward?

The Board of Commissioners
has appointed you

to the pulpit of Regents Church
in New Surrey, Connecticut.

Forgive me, I don't quite...

A comfortable residence
adjoins the church,

and the stipend is quite reasonable.

You are taking my church...
away from me.

Not at all! You are simply being called
to a better one in New England.

Brother R.S. Bonham has been transferred
from Kauai to succeed you here.

You are taking my church...
away from me.

Passage on the Bigahtihe Eueka
has been arranged for you and your family.

She sails
Tuesday afternoon for Boston.

No.

I'm afraid
the decision is already made.

The Annual Meeting
commissioned a tablet

to be placed in this church
commemorating your ministry.

My ministry here is not ended.

If I no longer can preach
in my own church,

I will preach somewhere else.

In the streets, if necessary.

But I will preach.

You understand, of course,
you'll get no sustenance from us.

Yes, yes,
I would certainly understand that!

Very well, I'll arrange passage
for three instead of four.

- Three?
- The children.

Since the death of Sister Jerusha, they
must have been a heavy burden for you.

They are good children.
They comfort me.

The time has come for them to complete
their education in New England.

Micah, yes.

He's well prepared for Yale.

But David and Lucy...

No, Brother Quigley,
they're too young.

Their grandparents in Walpole
have offered them a home.

They'll get proper shelter, food,
education, a chance for happiness.

With no support here,
what can you offer them?

What will happen to them?

I will pray on the matter,

Brother Quigley.

May the Lord go with you, Lucy.

Good-bye, Father.

May the Lord go with you, David.

Bye, Father.

I don't like to leave you, Father.
Please let me stay.

When you have been
graduated from Yale,

you will return here
and take over my ministry.

God help you, son,

and guide your steps.

My hopes go with you.

Your mother's, too.

You are so like her.

Go along, go along.

I wish you would reconsider,
Brother Hale.

You'll be alone here,
no church, no support...

no friends.

In this place,
I have known God...

Jerusha Bromley,

and Ruth Malama Kanakoa.

Beyond that,
a man needs no friends.

Good-bye, Brother Hale.

Don't cry, Lucy.

Don't cry, little girl.

- Makua Hale?
- Yes? Who are you? What do you want?

I'm Jonah Kiimalo.

I've been going to school in Honolulu.
You probably don't remember me.

No, I don't.

I've come to ask
if I can be your assistant.

That's impossible.
I no longer have a church.

I know.

You'd better talk
to the new minister when he comes.

Reverend Bonham.

But I want to help in your work,
Makua Hale, not his.

What do you mean?

I mean that I want to stay with you
and be of service to you.

You... you're...
Oh, you...

You are...

I remember...
Of course, I do remember!

I remember!

Do you remember that little child...

You remember?