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- You did this!

You turned my crew to mutiny.

- You see, a good leader listens to his men.

As it happens, yours were disgruntled.

- What did you promise them? - The only things worth having:

a fortune and the freedom to spend it.

- Call them off.

- Too late.

- Yeah!

Well done, lads.

You've won your freedom and mine.

Now...

if you want to live to enjoy it...

...you'll all do exactly as I say.

- Cannons at the ready!

Load! Fuse! Fire!

- Reinforce this bit here.

Please and thanks.

I think we're almost there!

- If I may, Governor...

...perhaps you might consider halting live drills,

to conserve munitions? We can't afford to--

- An army thrives on discipline.

I'm sending a message to our enemies.

Call your men to arms, Vanstone.

- Yes, sir.

Second rank! Make ready!

- We're almost out of time, Michael.

The new moon rises tonight.

- By sunrise, the HBC won't know what hit them.

- Where is Harp? - Less time worrying, Aki.

More time...

We've made it!

- How was Montreal?

- It was good. - Did you get what you need?

- Yes.

Who's the kid?

- She was stolen.

I'm taking her to Kamenna to live with the Lake Walkers.

- No. I need you with me.

- I need to do this.

Michael's expecting you with a way through that wall.

- I know. I'm working on it.

- Good. You should go.

He needs you.

- You do what she says.

- Pardon me.

May I have a word?

- What's on your mind, Mr. Brown?

- Alright?

- Please.

- I wish to ask you

to release my brother from his responsibilities

to Carruthers and Company.

- And why would I do that?

- We might not be the Low River Company anymore, but--

- You wish to start over.

- Aye.

- And you've come looking here for investors?

- No. Christ, no.

The only investors in the Brown family business

from now on will be the Browns themselves.

As you know, we haven't had the best of luck

with outside partners in the past.

- Elizabeth, I think you need to take a look at the...

Malcolm.

Is everything alright?

- Your brother has come here looking for your emancipation from me.

- Has he? - Aye, Douglas.

I've sent word back home.

- You did what?

- I told them of what's happened

and that you and I are going to start a new comp--

- The answer's no. Douglas has proved himself too valuable to the company.

- Is it not enough

that you took our company and swallowed it whole,

but now you'll prevent me from making a go

of something else with my own fucking flesh and blood?!

- Enough!

- Whose side are you on, Douglas?

- Everything is so black and white to you.

It's not about taking sides.

- It's only about taking sides!

- Do you really think that starting over,

from the ground up, is the best thing for us?

Putting the family in even more crippling debt that we cannot cover?

- What has this... woman done with my brother? Because I don't see him here.

All I see is her wee dog.

You're her wee fucking dog, Douglas.

- I apologize.

I had no idea he was going to do any of that.

- Douglas... Douglas...

May I have a word with you?

- Aye. If you'd like.

- In my bedroom.

- In your...

In your what?

- John.

I just spoke to one of my girls. - And?

- You roughed her up. I'll not let you treat my girls like that,

especially for the pittance you pay.

- Sometimes passion... takes me over.

That's all.

- What you're doing is foul.

- It is what it is, Mary.

We got to do this right and make some rules.

I can't be weak, or else they'll put their fate

back in the hands of Quartermaster Carter.

- Well, I don't think they're doing any better now.

- No, but you're doing better, aren't you?

You're welcome.

- What the fuck do you call that?

Fix yourself up, son.

And you.

Now, you lot...

return to barracks

and get your assignments from the Lieutenant.

Dismissed!

- Can you distract them? - You two, come here.

- I'll grab the bastard and choke him with his own balls.

- No bloodshed.

- I'll fire off a pistol? Make them give chase?

- We don't need the attention.

- I just got this fuckin' shirt.

Oh!

That tickles!

- I don't know if that's brave or stupid.

- Sometimes they're one and the same. Here.

- What's the plan?

- Wait for McTaggart to get rid of them.

Then we walk in, we'll take it.

- Help!

I need help!

- Go on, you drunken idiot.

- No, I'm bleeding!

I have to warn you, Captain. Danger...

- What sort of danger? - I'm weak. I need a hand.

- Over there.

- Look at that!

I was picking mushrooms up by the east wall,

and out of nowhere, this mad fucker runs at me,

pops a hole in me with his knife.

I fear for your men.

- Head to the east wall and keep your eye out for armed rogues.

You heard the man, he was attacked. Right.

- Careful, boys.

- You should get that wound checked. - No, no, no, wait, wait, wait!

Be a good laddie, get me some water from that barrel.

- Get it yourself!

- My legs'll give out before I make it over there. Cap', sir, please.

- Oh, for fuck's sake.

- Hurry up, ye pair of bastards.

- Hey, get some powder!

- He's coming, go, go, fuck off! Go, go, go, go!

- Alright now, drink this and then be off.

Where's the cannon?

- I feel bad. You were being so nice.

Now there's a decent shot.

- Someone's coming.

- Michael, my boy.

- Harp.

You made it.

- Alright.

Well, we got a deal with Elizabeth Carruthers.

She's ready and waiting. - Well done.

I guess you got a bit of Irish charm left

lurking in there after all.

- We lost Jack. But we found this.

- This should take care of that wall.

- Yeah.

When's Chesterfield giving the drill?

- On the hour.

- Charlie? Shall we?

Pardon me.

- Hop!

- Why in the name of Jesus did you bring him in here for?!

- Ah... Well, I should've just killed the fucker,

but a dead body's a bit more suspicious than a missing one, is it not?

- Make sure he doesn't make any noise.

- You're very welcome, by the way.

- Don't do me any more favours.

- Alright, boys! Everybody out.

- Are all the men assembled? - Yes, sir!

- Where's Vanstone? - I don't know, sir.

- That there rope, we ain't gonna halt the kickback.

And she's about as ready... as she gonna be.

- This may not be your hands around Benton's throat,

but in the HBC's eyes, this will end him.

- If it doesn't end us first.

- This about as dangerous as it gets.

- You alright to do this, Charlie?

- Ain't nobody better than me to do this.

- McTaggart, go stand watch.

- This is gonna rip you all fresh new arseholes.

- Don't fire till I give you the signal.

: Point blank, ready!

- Fire!

- One... : Cock locks!

Fire!

- ...two...

- Ready!

Fire! - Now!

- My God.

This place did not do so good with you gone.

- Wait here. And stay out of trouble.

- I will try my very best.

- What in Christ's name is going on here?

- Chesterfield's put the ale in the hands of Quartermaster Carter.

- I'll kill the bastard.

- Well, he's in your room right now--

- Oh, he is, is he? - Yeah, but...

- Is now...

Are you...

Did you want to speak with me?

What did you want to speak with me about?

- Is it true? - Is what true?

- Are you my dog?

- My brother said that. I didn't.

- So you're not my dog?

- He's just mad that I didn't immediately divorce you.

I'm simply trying to make the best of my situation.

- So are you...

... or are you not, my dog?

- I'm not your dog.

I'm your husband.

- My husband who'll heel for me?

- Stop it.

- My husband who will beg for me?

- I said stop it.

What is it that you want from me, woman?

- I want...

...you to take off your clothes.

Is that something you can do?

- Aye.

I can.

- You've been missing out, Mrs. Chesterfield.

That could've been you.

- I've a letter from my father.

It proves he's indeed alive and well,

and that he left this bar in my care while he attends to business.

Check the seal against the seal on the contract.

- Well...

I guess dear old Da saved the day after all.

- It would seem so.

- Why didn't you tell me you were going?

- You've exposed yourself as an adulterer.

That's grounds for an annulment.

- I'm the Governor. If I say we're married, we are married.

You never should have left Fort without leaving word, Grace.

You can return this place to your liking...

...given your paperwork.

But don't ever try sneaking out on me again, luv.

- Where's Vanstone? : Haven't seen him.

- Oh, shite. - It's not like him.

Something's going on here. Check the storehouse. - Yes, sir.

- Shite, shite, shite, shite, shite!

: Yeah... loaded and good for another go.

- Redcoats are looking for fuck knuckles here. We need to move out fast.

- I'll go distract them.

- No, wait!

I can handle it.

- How?

- I owe you a thank-you after all, McTaggart.

I need your jacket. : Go fuck yourself!

- Ooh... alright.

- Marrying you has turned out to be

more adventurous than I thought.

- Well, it's not how I imagined either.

- How did you imagine it?

- That you'd be horrible.

Loud.

Angry.

You'd have every right to be.

- Oh, aye. But what would the point of that be?

- I'm beginning to think you might actually be a good man, Douglas Brown.

- Whatever gave you that notion?

- There's something over there I want you to sign.

- What is it?

- Read it and see.

- Why are you doing this now, Elizabeth?

- Because I want to make sure that Samuel Grant can never sabotage my company again.

- You do not want to fight with a man like that.

- I should think it's more worrisome to fight with a woman like me.

- With that, I cannot disagree.

- I'm not asking you to sign anything that isn't true.

- The truth rarely matters

where Samuel Grant and Cobbs Pond are concerned.

- Well, this time, the truth will prevail.

- Well, I trust you know what you're doing.

- Always.

Shall we have dinner together tonight?

- Well, that depends.

Will you allow me to sit at the table,

or must I sit at your feet?

- Ah, you learn quickly, Mr. Brown.

- Get out.

- Get on.

- I wonder how the Governor will feel when he finds out you propositioned his wife?

- Who do you think gave me the reins in the first place?

- Governor Chesterfield has just acknowledged

my legal right to this ale house.

Now get out.

For all of you who want to stay

and enjoy the ale and the food, you're welcome.

For those of you who wish to enjoy other pleasures,

you can drag your arses out and start looking somewhere else.

- I did my best under the circumstances.

I didn't know if you were coming back.

- I don't care who lies with the Governor, as long as it's not me.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- I promised I'd take you away from all of this and I failed.

I'm sorry about that.

I'm going to make things right.

- But what about these women, ma'am?

They were brought here thinking they would have a job,

and a half-decent place to sleep.

- I'm not sure there's been much sleeping going on around here.

- Grace...

listen to me.

Benton brought me here and he abandoned me to this place.

And these women will suffer the same fate

should we kick them out the door.

I'm not going to let that happen.

- No.

But I can't hire them all here.

Why don't you find them honest work in the Fort?

Or passage to Moose Fort? I'll help you.

But first, we need to get this place back to the way it was.

And we can start by burning the linens.

- What's this?

- Cobbs Pond, you are under arrest

for the murder of Bertrand Bernard.

- This is ridiculous! - Mr. Grant.

I can handle this.

- This is ridiculous! Where's the proof? Cobbs, I'll sort this out.

- You have other work to focus on.

Madam, wonderful hair.

- Shall we sit down and have a cup of tea?

- Alright.

What can I do for the Widow Carruthers?

- Well, hello there.

May I come in?

Thank you, boys.

This is charming.

Would you hold my coat, please?

- You're calculating how much it will cost to pay off the Magistrate.

It won't work this time.

- There's always a price. - Usually, I'd agree.

But this time I went to all three Magistrates.

Individually, they'd take your money.

Men like that like to keep their crookedness under their hats.

Especially Magistrates.

- You will not get to make the last move.

- Won't I? I should think it's time

for you to start packing up your stuff and moving along.

Although, I would understand if you'd like to wait

and see your lover be hanged.

Oh, you didn't know I was aware?

- I will have my associate out of jail within the day,

and I should think that you'll regret

ever meddling in our fucking affairs.

- Oh, you're an insignificant man.

I didn't know till now.

I thought you had strength.

But you're nothing more than fancy clothes

and stuffed notepaper.

You've lost... to a woman.

I'm more of a man than you'll ever be.

You're showing your weakness, Mr. Grant.

- Fuck you!

You'll regret having stepped into my fucking house!

- I've not gotten to where I am in this world

by wallowing in regret.

Nor do I let insignificant men push me around!

- You fucking whore! - Ah!!

Ah! Ah!

No!

No, no!

No, no!!! Ah!!

- I built my company from scratch!

No one helped me - not my family, not my parents!

I did it myself! Myself!

- Ah!

- I'm a good man.

I'm a good man!

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

- Shite.

- Bloody hell!

- Oy, am I glad to see you. Just back from me outpost run.

Dropping off me pelts. Some idiot locked me inside.

- Bad break. You've seen Vanstone?

- Obviously not.

What, is he missing?

All clear!

- Here, come with me to the ale house.

- If I know Vanstone, he'll be in the ale.

- There's no sign of him anywhere else.

- Did you check up the whores' skirts?

Maybe we can get a nip of brandy ourselves, eh?

- Ah, now you're talking!

- That fucking Irish snake.

- Oh!

Oh, you boys are so rough.

This reminds me of a very funny story.

Would you like to hear it?

When I was just a little boy,

there was another little boy--

--who I was very fond of.

He was a beautiful little monster.

But I don't think he liked me very much.

That was a good one.

He had such pretty eyes.

And such a cruel tongue. He hurt my feelings.

This is... this is funny--

I told him that I didn't think

we would ever be very good friends.

That I don't think he cared.

So I told him that I never wanted to see him again. Ever. Ever, ever--

Ah...

I'm making a mess!

I think that you're going to really like this part.

One day, he did come back.

I was sitting in my kitchen and he walked through the door.

Like a little angel with a sneer on his mouth.

And I took a spoon and I popped out his eye.

Ah...!

I am so bad.

I loved him, you know.

First love is the worst.

'Cause it doesn't last.

I never saw him again.

- Do I want to know? - I need a few seconds' head start.

- I'll do what I can.

Michael!

When you see him... tell him be safe.

- Herman!

- Sir? - Where's the man that was with you?

- He's over...

He was here a moment ago, sir.

- Grace. Where is he?

- Who?

- Michael Smyth. He was just here.

- The Irish boy?

You're seeing things, Governor.

- I saw him come through the front.

- Turn the place inside out. You will not find Smyth here.

He's probably long dead somewhere, if he's lucky.

- Go get more men. You four, with me.

Where'd that little bastard go?

The storehouse!

They're after the furs.

- They're coming! - For fuck's sake!

- We've gotta get going. I've been identified.

- I know. I'm staying. - What?

- As long as they know I'm in here, they won't be looking for you out there.

- Harp, no. : Open the door.

: Something's jamming the lock, sir.

- Then break it. - Sir.

- They're here. Stick to the plan, Michael.

- Alright. We'll get the furs to Petrie's Rock.

- Michael.

Be careful.

- Don't get caught this time.

- Michael Smyth!

I'm going to tear you apart.

- I think you know who I am.

- Harp?

- You remember me? I'm flattered.

Break this fucking chain!

: Yes, sir!

- Hey, boy!

- Fuck.

Get in that tunnel after Harp.

I'm gonna fucking bury him!

- Where's Sokanon?! - She's not here.

- Then why am I here?!

Where is she, Michael?

- She had something she needed to do.

- Answer me! - She left! Alright?

- We're leaving!

- What are you doing?

- I have to go back for him.

- He's right. We're going back, we'll find you.

- Christ! Go, go, go!

- Does your dad know you're out?

Cute... little prick.

- I need you to do something for me.

- What you wish I will command of me.

- Go back to Montreal

and deliver a message to Malcolm Brown.

- Now? - First thing in the morning.

- What's the message?

- Tell him...

...now would be a good time to return to Fort James.

- I'll need brandy.

- You can have as much as you can carry.

- Well, I can carry a lot.

: Mr. Grant?

Mr. Grant!

Do you... need help?

We need to get her body out and tossed in an alley.

They'll all think...

it was done by a stranger.

You should get yourself cleaned up first, and then we'll make a plan.

In the meantime, I'll get at scrubbing this floor.

- She pushed me too far.

- It's alright.

- Gaoler?!

Help me.

Samuel?

I spoke to Clenna.

She told me everything.

- I'm so glad to see you.

- And I you.

- How did you get out?

- I let myself out.

- Oh.

- And she can never bother us again.

I will take care of everything.

- Harp was set to meet Elizabeth in the north.

- I'm gonna leave at daybreak. I'll take Clenna with me.