All language subtitles for SHAKA Zulu - Ep. 01 (720p BluRay)

EPILOGUE: THE DEATH OF AN EMPIRE

England, August 1882,
End of the Zulus Wars.

In a country house of His
Imperial Majesty, Queen Victoria.

And in the midst of an intense
advertising campaign, unprecedented

and of a public intéres in the
town Zulu of South Africa.

A historic meeting took place
between the Queen, the Councilors,

political and military and the
defeated and exiled King of the Zulus.

He came with a single goal.
"I wanted the kingdom back."

His Majesty, His Highness
Cetshwayo Kampande Zulu.

Ndlovukazi.

His Highness thanks
His Imperial Majesty

the nice reception you
had here in Britain.

Expect to be here to confirm
the friendship pact already.

His Majesty, the
Colonial Cabinet

think any act of clemency would
underestimate the Zulu threat.

Madame, Gentlemen.

Our concern is not limited to
mere territorial discussions

claimed by a defeated king.

We are called to defend Africa.

I think it is our supreme duty to protect
the well-being of our compatriots

who colonized these
distant lands,

as much as those of the Kaffir tribes
who entrusted us with the mission

to bring peace to this land,

that has been devastated
in the last 60 years

for one of the most formidable
military empires ever created,

The Empire of Shaka Zulu,

here represented by the
rightful heir, King Cetshwayo.

Professor Bramston.

Shaka Zulu, Your Majesty.

Yes, founder of the great
nation and the Zulu Empire.

Kingdom between 1816 and 1828.

Definitely one of the greatest
military geniuses in history,

to the level of a Caesar
or Alexander the Great.

If you prefer,
imagine the prowess.

This African Achilles twentieth
century, Shaka Zulu.

In less than 12 years, he
transformed a few idyllic

and relatively
harmless shepherds,

that were by nature contrary
to any type of war,

in a Spartan army with more than
80,000 relentless warriors.

And extended its influence to
almost all of Southeast Africa.

An empire comparable to that of
Napoleon, in extension and power,

and the one of Genghis
Khan, in cruelty.

His Majesty, Gentlemen.

The war machine created by
Shaka Zulu was so monolithic.

Who survived his own death
for over half a century.

Yes, the crown defeated
him but only temporarily.

It may arise and
arise many times,

if we do not destroy
it once and for all.

And why?

Because King Shaka was
not an ordinary mortal!

It was a Messiah!
"A divine figure!"

As an African Mephistopheles,
gave glory to the Zulus

in exchange for their souls, taking
the forces of life and death,

in an endless bloody
and cruel battlefield.

His Majesty.

Madame, the threat is real
and the decision obvious.

The Colonial Cabinet suggests that it
be constituted in the Zulu kingdom

progressive destruction
and relocation

military and economic systems.

In this way we believe that the Zulu
people, deprived of a central leadership,

return to the state
of harmless joy

that I enjoyed before
Shaka's crazy conditioning.

I agree with Kimberley.
If the Zulus do not give,

We must destroy them and end the problem.
That's what I think.

I'd rather think we're
doing you a favor.

The return to the plow must be
therapeutic for these savages.

They can even be blessed
with a little civilization.

Do you want me to
translate, my lords?

It is not necessary, sir. We
have so little in common,

especially in the conception
of human respect.

Thank you, ladies and
gentlemen, for your advice.

Thank you very much.

Tell me,

What does Shaka
Zulu mean to you?

He is one of those few men with
courage to live the ideals

and inculcate their dreams into
the hearts of their compatriots.

That's why we can not give
them back the kingdom.

Today, Shaka Zulu is
more alive than ever.

His military strength
still triumphs.

You are the King,

but it is the spirit of
him who leads the people.

I am a practical
woman, Your Highness.

We will not establish an
alliance with a myth.

And so the Empire created by
Shaka Zulu six decades ago...

was dissolved.

The territory of the King was divided
and placed under British supervision,

the resulting political mismanagement and
the continuous interference of whites

in the subsequent conflict would
eventually destroy the family of Shaka.

From that moment the Zulu
people could hardly dream

with the dignity and glory
granted by the legendary king.

This is his story!

SHAKA ZULU

SOUTH AFRICA - 1822

The first time Europeans felt.

The effect of the Shaka
war machine was in 1823.

King Zulu was at the
height of his power,

but like most military despots.

Shaka became both the chief and
the victim of his own regime.

Being the empire created
with aggressiveness.

I needed a warfare action
now to stay alive.

Shaka had attacked and subjugated
all neighboring territories,

uniting the defeated tribes
in a single Zulu nation.

But Shaka needed more victims,

Not only to satisfy his
predisposition for war,

but also to keep
the army occupied.

Some regiments were sent away

to increase and
enrich the empire.

And in doing so,

those who did not want to submit to the
Zulu government fled the massacre,

attacking others along the way.

The effects of these seizures

they touched not only the town
for which they were oriented,

but also to the British settlers
of the colony of the Cape,

that were beginning to
expand to the north.

It was then inevitable
that sooner or later

the two empires
faced each other.

The Governor of the Cape Colony,
Charles Somerset, was forced

to send an urgent
communication to London.

"For Lord Henry Bathurst."

Secretary of State of War in
the Colonies of His Majesty.

Dear Lord, consequently to
the request of his lordship

to communicate in writing,
my suspicion of the future

of the Crown Colony of
the Cape of Good Hope,

I ask permission to send
the following notes,

concerning the threat of the Zulu nation
under the rule of King Shaka Zulu.

Since rising to the throne
of the Zulus in 1816,

Shaka forged one of the
most powerful empires

that the African
continent never knew.

In less than six years,

The small and insignificant
tribe came out of nowhere.

And gave name to an
all-powerful nation,

organized in a terrible
military machine.

Shaka is known as
a mass murderer,

an evil ogre, whose thirst for
conquest knows no bounds.

Fill the country
with innocent blood,

ignoring the most sacred
bonds of affection,

putting father against son,
brother against brother,

in a bloodbath that defies any description.
" ENGLAND JUNE 1823."

" I am sorry to inform the Honorable
Member that I have been informed"

that the Shaka Zulu
threat may be coming soon

"in the direction of the white settlers,
residing in the crown lands."

"MAJESTY'S COUNTRY HOUSE JORGE IV " If that
happened, the Cape would be virtually unprotected.

And at the mercy of
implacable barbarians.

I send with respect
this urgent matter

for the consideration of Your
Lordships and His Majesty,

Signed, Sir Charles Somerset,

Governor of the Cape
Colony, Colonial Africa.

Cape Town, January 7, 1823." His
Majesty, the King, woke up,

after a nice night of rest.

Lord Bathurst,

- Your Majesty will receive it first.
- Thank you.

For you, there goes.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

- Is it, Lord Henry?
- Mr?

His expression, Lord Henry.

It does not allow
for a good day.

Enough!

See you later, at night.

We are all attentive,
Lord Henry.

It's the colonies, sir. It
seems we have a small problem.

His cabinet seems to always have
small problems with the colonies,

Is not it, Lord Henry?
- Well, this is the Colonial Cabinet

and crashes with
boiling boilers,

So sometimes we burn.

Who is this time? The Canadians?

No, sir. Fortunately, what remains
of North America is still there,

so to speak, in the
palm of our hands.

I fear it is in Africa, sir.

I received a very disturbing letter
from Lord Somerset, from the Cape.

It has relation with the Zulus.

The Zulus?

Do you mean that the Colonial
Cabinet of the British Empire.

Do you consider a tribe of savages
who walk naked as a problem?

What an incredible
nonsense, Lord Henry!

They are more than a tribe.

We believe that we are
before a respectable empire

of a quarter of a million
of those who walk naked.

Really? They really multiply...

Same as rabbits!

Your Majesty!

Your Majesty!

There is a possibility that
the Zulus attack the Cape.

If that happened, we would have to deal
with quite a few of those rabbits,

on the command of a
lunatic named Shaka.

Then... Send reinforcements.

We already thought
about that, sir.

But the journey to
the Cape is long,

are 9600 km and four months
of boat, to be precise.

I am afraid that when we finish
instructing new regiments

in the warlike art of the
natives and send them there,

it will be too late.

Then,

transfer some Bengali
regiments from India.

- And we lose India?
- Then use mercenaries.

- I'm afraid they are not trustworthy.
- What a crazy think!

It was the Lord who said it.

Look out, Lord Henry.
What is about to fall?

Rain, sir.

Does this usually
happen in England?

Rain?

Unfortunately, sir,
too many times.

And what do the
colonies represent?

- Sun, sir? "Exactly."

And it's your privilege

safeguard our sun.

Thomas Jefferson made my father

lose your head.

I hope you deprive
me of that destiny.

Take care of the
Zulus, Bathurst,

or we will have the sad task
of finding someone to do it.

His Majesty.

The Zulus armies were
now fighting south.

And the sound of victory radiated
across the northern Cape border,

what Shaka's threatening advance
towards settlers means.

In the city of the Cape, in
the castle of the Good Hope,

Lord Charles Somerset expected a
response from the superiors in London.

But nothing seemed to be coming
and time was running out.

LONDON JUNE 1823

We were blinded knights.

We are trying to find a way to
deal with an entire regiment,

when we only need a
single Caucasian.

I'm afraid I do not understand.

Let's suppose, just for the example,
that Worthing is King Shaka.

And also that Wilkins
is an assassin killer,

as Somerset so vividly
describes in his letter.

Now, discuss the idea
of attacking whites,

creatures they never saw,
would not that excite them?

I mean, it is very easy to
fight against what is known,

but against lunarios?

That is very different!

What if a lunar visit our court

as a kind of diplomat
from another world?

And if he said, "Wait, Shaka,
we know what you're up to."

"Now listen to me before
deciding on the war."

"We have spears that fire, you know?
They go for you." Bang, bang!

A lion falls dead at 600 steps!

"We also have a magic dust
that generates thunder,

and hollow trunks
that make thunder."

I mean, scare him?

In a word, Worthing, yes.

Surely the spies will have told you
about the guns and the gunpowder.

Yes, probably,

but these are not our
only top weapons.

We have another, gentlemen...
Civilization!

Years of ambiguous
babble tried and tested.

If we can not calm the beast,

we can at least confuse it

while setting up a
military strategy.

Where do you plan
to find the lunar

willing to go there,

and to carry out that plan?

I think I know the
perfect man, Worthing.

Yes, I had the pleasure
and honor to serve you

in Her Majesty's navy.

Lieutenant Francis
George Farewell.

Master on land and at sea and
eccentric enough to do so.

First... Meet Shaka.

Only that should be one
of the biggest obstacles.

Now to begin. Thank you.

Using a nautical term, let
us look at the problem.

Of the rumors I heard

on my last trip to the
Portuguese Lagoon,

it seems that the
capital of Shaka,

which the natives call Bulawayo,

If I remember well,

is located somewhere
in this area.

There are only two ways to get
there, by land from the Cape,

even if you exclude
that possibility,

because the only target
that tried that crossing,

A certain Dr. Cowan
never appeared again.

So we only have the sea trip,

disembarking somewhere
on that coast,

the Costa Brava of Natal.

Based on a study of the Navy,

the two best places to land

are the Bay of Santa Lucia
and the Rio de Natal,

- Although it can also be a problem.
- In what way, Lieutenant?

No one ever landed on that coast

and survived to tell his story.

SOUTH AFRICA

Colonel Cloete is here, sir.

- What is it, Colonel?
- News from the North, Shaka.

What is that damn
savage plotting?

Well, sir.

According to reports,

It seems that the Zulu army
is already at the border.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

Check my sources. Everything
points in that direction.

And the London reinforcements?

I do not think they
are coming, Colonel.

Although no one has yet
conquered that coast,

does not mean that I do not.

Only God knows the situations I
went through when I was a sailor.

Does that mean that
we are going to join?

Of course, Tim. Yes!

I would not waste a
chance to serve my King,

nor to get ivory.

Did he say ivory, Lieutenant?

It is said that Natal is a
paradise for ivory hunters.

Dear Worthing, already
thought that I will need

of strong men and adventurers to
accompany me on this mission?

Men willing and able to face
the crossroads of the coast

and especially Shaka Zulu.

From my experience, men of
that type are very ambitious.

What would you say
to seduce them?

What will be for the honor of the King?
"For the glory of Brittany?"

I need courage, Worthing,
not patriotism!

There is always a price
to pay for courage

and in this case will
be paid with ivory.

"Farewell Trading Company."

Sounds pretty good, does not it?

He says there are
two big problems.

The first, if I understood
correctly, is to reach Shaka.

- What is the other one?
"The most obvious, Tim."

Convincing the king
of a primitive empire

that our civilization
must be feared,

When, in fact, we
are not up to it.

Centuries of knowledge do not transform
anyone stronger on a military level.

As Attila, or Hun, tested,
domestication weakens.

No! Fear is not the answer.

I'm sure Shaka knows
that, more than we do.

No, we will have to go
through other emotions,

- As pride vanity.
- Vanity, Francis!

That is the greatest
human weakness,

whether they are Hun,
English or Zulus.

Elizabeth!

Let me introduce Mr. Worthing.

Tim Wilkins.
"Gentlemen, my wife."

- Madame. "Delighted, ma'am."

Lieutenant, I did not
know he was married.

Most believe that
this is impossible

that my husband can reconcile
his dreams with anything else.

And without the
practical mind of it,

My dreams would be drifting.

Then let us toast to the
sun of the colonies

and ivory.

CAPE CITY FOUR MONTHS LATER

"To Lord Charles Somerset, Governor of the Cape
Colony, Colonial Africa. Dear Lord Charles,"

I was quite worried to read

your letter from the
past day January 7.

I guarantee that I and His
Majesty share the concern

in relation to the Zulu
threat as it defined it.

Unfortunately, due to the cut of
economic and military expenses,

that the Crown adopted since the
end of the Napoleonic Wars,

His Majesty's Government
has no conditions,

to allow the granting
of British troops.

Nevertheless, Sir Charles,

after proper deliberation,

The Colonial Cabinet devised
an alternative plan,

whose author is...

Lieutenant Francis
George Farewell,

his acquaintance, and
bearer of this missive.

I hope you are looking for

that the task of Lieutenant Farewell, receive
all the encouragement and support...

and face it as the best possible solution to the
problem. " You 60,000 ferocious Zulus warriors",

willing to attack this colony,

and what I Sends the crown to prevent the massacre of every man,
woman and child that crosses with them. It is an arrogant apology...

and...

No offense, Lieutenant,

You!

I need a drink. "Are you
with me, Lieutenant?"

With pleasure, Sir Charles.

In about two months,

I propose to disembark with a
carefully selected group in Natal.

Our excuse will be that we
are merchants in ivory,

but that will be
just a disguise.

My goal is to get in
touch with Shaka Zulu

to secure an alliance with
His Majesty, King George.

Alliances are, for
civilized people,

Not for savages. The idea is...

completely absurd.

Even if you get a deal,

Shaka will never do his part.

Values of good and
evil, life and death,

are not inserted in their moral code.
His actions prove it.

There is no definite perspective
on their human relationships.

They are pagans, lieutenant,

and the pagans are not rational.

Will it be so, reverend?

Cicero was not a heathen?
"Tacitus, Virgil, Homer?"

Julius Caesar, Plato,
Aristotle, Socrates?

- Do you want to continue?
"Those were wise, Lieutenant."

Do not want to compare
them with Shaka.

He is a barbarian
and a murderer!

Also Charlemagne
was, in his own way.

I do not understand, Farewell.

Lord Charles,

the only way the Crown
preserves its territories

in Africa, America or Asia,

is to remove hypocrisy and start
treating others as equals.

I think that is the
true Christian message.

Do not you agree, Reverend?

Or does our moral code
justify the means used?

Anyway, I suggest
contacting Shaka Zulu

to negotiate an alliance
with Great Britain.

If so, I only hope that
King Shaka is more sensible

that Pope Alexander
Borgia would have been.

I value your idealism, Mr.
Farewell,

but certainly not yet informed
of the situation in Africa

and I suspect that Mr. Vegte,

our most expert Dutch resident,

agree with what I am saying.

No, I do not think I should
approve this absurd mission.

But you have no
choice, Lord Charles.

Mr. Farewell's mandate
comes from Downing Street

and the Colonial Cabinet demands

total cooperation.

Well, if you give us
permission, gentlemen,

We did not spend four months
at sea to talk about history.

Lord Charles, I have
to recruit a crew.

Good morning, sir.

Lieutenant! Excuse
me, gentlemen.

Mr. Farewell, may
I accompany you?

I want you to understand, Mr.
Farewell,

that is going to face
terrible conditions.

Thanks, Mr. Vegte. Your
notice will be very useful.

Mr. Farewell,

I want to accompany you
on your expedition.

Because I speak the
language well Xhosa,

which is very similar
to that of the Zulus.

In summary, Mr. Farewell,

I can become indispensable
for your expedition.

It is possible.

Is that an English way of
saying that you accept me?

It is possible.

NORTH BORDER CAPE COLONY

The situation on the border
was becoming unsustainable.

With the Zulu massacre
heading south,

The tribes in flight fought
for the remaining territory.

Desperate camp battles
were frequent in the North

and the farmers of the border
began to be more nervous

due to the instability caused
by these violent encounters.

This required immediate
action from Lord Charles.

Rays! Tell fucking
Farewell to act quickly.

- You can go!
- Yes sir.

But Lieutenant Francis George
Farewell was not intimidated

by the screaming of the
grumpy Lord Charles.

Knowing the value of a careful plan
for an expedition of this type,

meticulously searched for who
knew it would be useful,

What brought him to me,

in a meeting that would
change the course

of my already fertile in events
and extraordinary stay in Africa.

And I would change my life too.

Hello, Mr. Fynn. "This
is Lieutenant Farewell."

We send a message
for your residence,

talking about his participation in Mr.
Farewell's Christmas expedition.

As doctor and
director of charge,

Mr. Vegte tells me that his
experience in these areas is broad.

Yes, I received the message.

They say it prevents infections,
but after four malaria crises,

- I begin to doubt its effectiveness.
- Malaria?

Is that what they suffer?

That's... A mix of

yellow fever,
dysentery, cholera,

and diseases of the
soul, which are...

much harder to diagnose and
almost impossible to cure.

Only God can make these
people come alive

to his, still,
unknown destination.

Or perhaps it is by His
will that they do not come.

Tell me, Lieutenant, why venture
into those abandoned lands?

What do you know about
a man named Shaka?

That answers your
question, Lieutenant?

The Masane, Nxumalos,
Hlubis, Cunus, Ngwanes,

and many others were swept
from Southeast Africa,

fleeing the spears of Shaka,

indulging in slave traders

and to the British troops in the
borders of the Cape Colony.

In a way, they are the most recent
victims of current history.

If I may compare, are the
"wandering Jews" of Africa,

fleeing the Pharaoh Shaka,

for the Babylonian
captivity of slavery.

Fynn, this territory being
as wide as they say it is,

Pharaoh must give
something to these people

in exchange for their fidelity. If
not all would have been dispersed.

- Have you read "Fausto", Lieutenant?
"From Marlowe, Bacon, Lessing or Goethe?"

Touche. What did Faust receive
in return for his fidelity?

There is a myth, lieutenant,
among the native healers,

about a child. A
prophetic child.

They say it will
appear in an era

in which the name Amazulu
will mean terror and death.

Many see Shaka as the
embodiment of that prophecy.

Come on, Fynn. You are too smart
to believe in superstitions.

I saw that child, Farewell.

Not in person,

But in the eyes of
those who are fleeing.

In the eyes of these prisoners.

Well, tell me then how do you suggest
that we end this devilish child?

Stabbing him in the chest on
the eve of a full moon night?

If there were no other way out,
Lieutenant, we will have to kill him.

I do not think we are going
to take stakes with us.

We may find other
ways to do this,

without so much blood.

- Are we counting on you?
- Is Mr. Vegte going?

Yes, Mr. Fynn.

Then, yes, Lieutenant.

It's better to be with you.

And may God help us!

The next gentleman, please.

Take it easy, we
will not be long.

- Name? "Henry Ogle, sir."

Sit down, Mr. Ogle.
- Thank my Lord.

- Do you know everything about this expedition?
- Most. On the east coast.

What is your trade, Mr. Ogle?

Sailor, but I'm also
useful on land.

Did you serve in decent ships?

- In the best, in the H.M.S. Victory.
- Very good.

You are hired.

With due anticipation, introduce
yourself to Mr. Vegte

and he will teach you basic Zulu.
Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Next, please, Tim.

Tonino!

Tonino what?

- Only Tonino. "Only Tonino?"

And where does Solo
Tonino come from?

- Italy.
- Italy?

- What is your intention?
- The adventure!

I think he is capable
of getting some.

Good morning, sir.

- Name? "Popham, sir."

I assume Popham is the nickname.

- No, sir.
- Is the name of baptism?

I am not Catholic, sir.

John Cane, 45, qualified sailor.

I know how to cook and handle
a shotgun like anyone else.

Valuable skills.

- Prove them and hire them.
- Thank my Lord.

= Tim, the next one, please.

Next!

- Zacharius Abrahams.
"Come in, sir."

Mr. Zacharius
Abrahams, gentlemen.

Mr Abrahams?

Do not come to offer to
travel with us, right?

I hope so, Mr. Fynn.

Mr. Abrahams is

a leader of the trading
community here in Cape Town.

Mr. Abrahams, with the
greatest respect,

Our trip will be painful
and probably dangerous.

It should also take a long time.

Lieutenant, I have an
experience of more than...

60 interesting years.

But my health is optimal.

Tell me, Mr. Abrahams,

What would you give us your
positive contribution?

With respect to the
rest of the crew,

I am the best trader on
the east coast of Africa

without excluding the
American advanced

or the Arab experts.

Britain needs to develop
trade in its territories

and I would continue to be a
valuable British subject.

THREE WEEKS LATER

Come on, hold on to my hand.
Hold on!

Lieutenant, let me help you.

Help!

Take it out of the water!

Come on Fynn, there are still
people alive! Help me!

Ready.

Lieutenant!

Look!

Lieutenant!

Look!

Someone! Look here!

Come on!

Lower your weapons. Unload them!

Quiet, do not move!

Mr. Vegte, tell them we came in
peace on behalf of the White King.

Tell him we want to see Shaka.

Come on!

Quiet!

I think they are taking
me because of language.

I will do what I can best. I think
they do not want to hurt us.

- What do we do now?
- We wait.

There is nothing else to do.