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Easy,

friend. We're just here on business.

What sort of business?

The Queen's, I'm afraid.

All right, boys.

Landon, Wanky. Come on, come on.

I'm okay.

Shanks. Come on, boys.

The sun's coming up.

So long as the pea does its part, we'll
be golden.

Golden. Ah, yes.

You look sharp.

There's no dishonor in giving up.

Muchacha.

Scorpiones arabes. After all, you
Spanish should be accustomed to

to the British by now.

Madre de Dios.

A typhoon saved your navy from our
armada.

And next time, you won't be so
fortunate.

He blew with his wings.

And they were all scattered.

Now you drink, English.

Yes. Drink.

Sinks of defeat, hey, Spaniard?

Let us find out, shall we?

Enough!

Capitán.

It's just a friendly contest between
my... Sofano, you're sergeant of the

guard duty.

You're supposed to be watching the ship.

Capitán, I left Ibanez in charge of the
ship when I met this señor who... You!

Stop!

Turn around if you would, senor.

I know you.

Ignorant fools, this is Peter Easton
himself, the first mate of the Aldragon!

Been a long time. Hey, son of a... Lad!

We must get you to safety.

What, will I see you again? I'll come
back for you.

I promise.

You'd better.

Go. Go now.

Come on, lads. Let's get going.

So,

brother, what are you doing here? Never
mind. Get home, girl.

I'll tell your mother I'll be home soon.

And when will that be?

Another four years.

This is not exactly the time! Hurry!

I'll make it up to you, girl. Go!

Fall back, men!

Fall back!

The

rake

has been a daughter of her most
interest.

Release me!

We cannot give chase.

They've taken our rudder. The entire
rudder?

Si, senor.

Soon, Drake.

Soon I will have my vengeance.

Three cheers for our Spanish hosts,
whose generosity will not take for

More ground for the men, Mr. Easton.

Look at that, Captain.

May I see a mutual headache, sir?

Hide them all, talkie -pella -go.

That's possible speed. Aye, sir. All
right, men, set topsails and clear off

harbor. Come on now, lads, scurry about.

It's quite a risk going back to Cadiz.

What other choice did I have?

The Trinidad's a warship.

This man is trying to attack her in open
water.

They haven't forgotten he tried to sack
the entire city four years ago.

They certainly haven't forgiven.

He'll want blood, you know.

When a man wants you dead, there's
little harm in angering him further.

Are you in here?

Father!

Isabella?

What are you doing here?

I... Well, I had no choice. No choice?

Well, you told me to go home after the
big fight and... Santavati found out I

was your daughter and he captured me. It
was horrible, Father. I barely managed

to...

Get away and sneak aboard the ship.

Oh, I understand. I understand.

Now, maybe you can tell me what this is.

Uh, this.

You tell me, sir.

Isabella. Yes.

I see you've had the pleasure of meeting
my daughter.

No, I assure you, sir, I've had no
pleasure at all. Mr. Easton, I pride

in knowing a man's intentions.

That's what's kept me alive all this
time.

Captain, I give you my word.

I had nothing to do with bringing her on
board. No, father. You knew nothing

about it, I swear.

Well.

Well, for your sake, she's telling the
truth.

Yeah.

Good.

Now go aloft.

And find out what all the ruckus is
about. Aye, sir.

I have the L, Mr. Easton.

Tie down those cannons!

Secure the lines!

Bring in the top sails, Aubrey.

Captain, where are we?

I was hoping you'd be able to shed some
light on that.

Well, they're definitely Arabian.

Well, that's impossible. That would make
us over 2 ,000 miles off course.

Not too close.

Looks like leprosy. Oh, now look at my
coat. It's ruined.

Ah. Well, seems it's only me, boys.

Would you mind? Thank you.

I'm Sir Francis Drake.

I demand to see your leader.

Do you know who I am? Let go!

Thank you very much.

I am pleased to see you well, Drake.

You know me.

Who doesn't know of the Queen's pirate?

Loved by his countrymen, loved by the
Spanish.

Second man on the record to
circumnavigate the globe.

Humble in heart, humble in nature.

But I'm afraid you have me at a
disadvantage.

I'm Sultan Alashraf Saif, ruler of Al
-Khamidiakh, a once great and

proud province.

A great plague has befallen our land.

My people are dying.

My son, my only heir, dying.

Tragic.

Well, Sultan, I'm in your debt for
recovering us from the storm, but I

must be going.

I don't think, good captain, you quite
comprehend the situation.

I didn't save you from the storm. I
summoned you.

with it.

You summon me.

This is an old country. A land unlike
your

own. One which still believes in the
power of the ancient ways.

Ways in which my oracle is versed.

Do you expect me to believe a girl
created that storm?

I only expect you to believe one thing,
that I need your help and you are going

to give it.

Let go of me!

Mr. Butler.

Father, help me!

So, you were saying something about
needing my help. There is only one thing

that can save my people.

The hero.

The Tree of Life.

The Tree of Life is merely legend.

I can assure you the Tree of Life is no
legend.

Well, if you believe the tree exists,
why don't you get your oracle to find

The tree is shrouded in its own kind of
magic.

Bring me back the fruit of the tree and
I'll return your treasure tenfold.

I'll need my ship.

Of course.

And my crew. Of course.

And supplies.

Yes. Expenses.

Of course. And fortyfold on the gold.

Twenty is enough.

Twenty -five. Twenty is enough.

Done. We have an understanding.

Aye.

But if the hair on her head is harmed,
the plague will be the lift of your

worries.

Venture, Captain, to the citadel of Kite
Bay.

My oracle believes it may hold the key
to your journey into our salvation.

Oh, and Captain will be watching you.

So that's our mission.

Our quest, as it were.

Speak your mind, Benito.

Forgive me, Captain, but this is a
fool's errand.

You ask us to risk our lives for
nothing.

Nothing?

Isabella's life hangs in the balance,
and so does that of Saif's people. If

saving them doesn't appeal to the man in
you, then perhaps the reward would

appeal to the mercy. The hell with
Saif's people.

The lot of them can rot.

And Captain...

I'm sorry about your daughter, but we're
not the ones who get her involved.

Aye, Captain.

Maybe we should just lay it low for a
little while and then go on back to what

we be doing best. I know how you feel,
lad.

We've been together a long time.

We've travelled oceans and foreign
lands.

We've fought the Spanish in the war and
lost good men.

What have we did?

We've sacked, we've pillaged, we've
plundered. And all for the greater good

England.

Well, this time, we got a chance to do
something for ourselves.

If that tree is out there for the
taking, I say we take it.

Because after all, we reached that tree,
we reached for immortality.

Aye! And this time, every lad takes home
an extra share.

Aye! You have my word on that.

So what say you?

Aye, Captain!

Aye, Captain!

Aubrey, take the helm. Trim the sails
and find me a breeze, lad. Aye!

Good. Now's the hard part.

Aye, sir.

We'll be needing a heading, sir.

Where do you start when the thing you're
looking for can be in the entire world?

I've been giving that some thought.

You see, the basis for the Tree of Life
can be found in the mythologies of

dozens of cultures.

Assyrian, ancient Egyptian, Christian,
Chinese, and so on.

In fact, the Norse believe that the
Yggdrasil, or World Tree...

Connected Midgard, this realm, to Asgard
and all the other realms to the Axis

Mundi. World Axis. How is all that going
to help us exactly?

It doesn't.

I was just thinking aloud.

We start at the citadel of Kite Bay.

Aye. Alexandria.

Of course.

Plato's map.

Come again?

Yes, we need to find Plato's map.

The one that leads to Atlantis.

The same, if you believe the legend.

But it leads to much more than that.

Atlantis is just one lost wonder of the
ancient world, of which Plato's writings

are the only known account.

But I... Of course.

And it's all assuming it wasn't
destroyed centuries ago. Yet if it still

there's only one place it could have
survived.

The catacombs of the great library. That
is undeniably preposterous. Sir.

It's a star.

Egypt it is.

You have your head in, Mr. Easton.

Aye, Captain.

On some wind and a lanky to me, my boots
are filthy.

How dare you let her go!

Don't worry, my dear.

I doubt she'll be here as long as the
last.

Hope you don't mind if I borrow this.

Buenos dias, senorita.

Feels as if you've lost something.

Eat.

Surely you're hungry after such a daring
escape.

Let me assure you, my dear, your sojourn
here is only just beginning.

I'll not eat from your table, nor will I
tell you anything of value.

Your allegiance is poorly placed.

I'm your countryman, not that sea
serpent.

That serpent is my father.

Yes, well, some of us are capable of
conquering our shortcomings, while

are not.

And we'll soon discover into which group
you fall.

Soltero! Capitan!

We have our next heading.

Si, senor.

Take her to the brig.

Citadel of Kite Bay.

Built upon the ruins of the ancient
lighthouse over a hundred years ago to

defend against the Turks.

It didn't work.

Probably several hundred janissaries
inside.

And all sorts of cannonade along the
perimeter.

And come ashore near Pompey's Pillar.

Right. Here.

We'll be needing some sort of diversion
then.

Here's to the capital.

Here's to them all.

If you don't get drunk on Friday night,
you'll never get drunk at all.

Here's to the captain.

Here's to them all.

If you don't get drunk on Saturday
night, you'll never get drunk at all.

Excuse us.

We seem to be a little bit turned around
here.

I was wondering if you'd be kind enough
to be pointing us on the way to Morocco.

Oh, she did it! Abby, you can't jump!

This is the place.

This is the necropolis, and there's
Pompey's pillar right there.

The entrance to the catacombs should be
here.

You guys really should take a look at
this.

Amazing. Whoa, what is it? What is it
like?

This entire crypt seems to be a monument
to the Ptolemaic dynasty.

Who's in here?

For God's sakes, man.

Sorry. It says one Caesar is enough.

Well, that is maddeningly unhelpful,
sir.

Legend finished.

It's Azarian.

He shouldn't be here.

He was the last bearer of the dynasty,
but not a descendant of Ptolemy. I don't

know.

The Caesarian?

He's the son of Cleopatra. He was
assassinated by his heir, Octavian.

As he said over his dying half -brother,
he said the words... One Caesar is

enough. Yes.

You see, this tomb shouldn't exist.

Octavian wouldn't have allowed it.

Unless it served some purpose.

Put your backs into it, boys.

I don't know what's in this sarcophagus,
but I'll bet all the gold in Spain it's

not caesarean.

There.

Well, let's see. I told you.

I just needed some time.

Don't touch that!

No!

No need to panic.

Simple enough. Just pull back down on
the torch.

And superb!

Ah, two parts.

Cosa, what did you make of these?

Ah, on the left is Osiris, Egyptian god
of the underworld.

And on the right is Hades, the Greco
-Roman equivalent.

Well, considering we are in Egypt, I
vote Osiris.

Seems reasonable enough.

Right, it's the reason. You take the
lead.

This is the right one.

I can feel it.

Yeah. He always did have a thing for the
Egyptian gods.

Wait.

Octavian didn't believe in Egyptian
gods.

That might not be the right path, lad.

No sudden movements.

Run!

Save yourselves!

That was clearly not the right

tunnel.

Well, there's the lesson.

The obvious path is not always the right
one. But, sir, you told me... Let's go

to the Hades path.

Ah!

Empty chamber.

I... Molly, Malotzi, soak up those
lamps.

We need some light in here.

We're underwater, sir.

But beneath the harbor.

More like alarming.

Sir, the room is falling apart.

It's held for 2 ,000 years, Mr. Easton.
That'll fall apart today.

But it's empty.

After Socrates' execution, Plato left
Greece and traveled extensively

Egypt.

If his map is here, so was he. He'd have
left a clue.

Or maybe something to do with these
Roman numerals.

Four, three, five.

That's no five.

Before the water damage, there used to
be a 4.

So 4, 3, 4.

I still don't get it.

Brilliant, Drake!

You've done it!

Yes? I have.

During Plato's travels, he studied with
the followers of Pythagoras.

I take it you've heard of the
Pythagorean theorem?

So you're getting all this from 4 -3 -4?

It's a right -sided triangle.

Precisely. But we've got no 5. You just
said it was a 4.

And I hate to be the one who was asking
this, but what does this have to do with

anything anyway?

Easton, where are we standing?

Triangle?

Close.

Two triangles.

The orientation of the hypotenuse is
arbitrary, so we'll try it both ways.

V marks the spot.

Bloody hell. It's been under our feet
the whole time.

Mr. Ethan.

Oh, dear.

now falling apart. I don't understand. I
thought I had it worked out.

Damn cave?

Oh, my God.

So you've gone and done it again.

He has?

I have. Yes.

Plato's cave.

Forget Plato.

It's an allegory about limited
perception.

And seeing the reality around us, it
means... Time. It means we're out of

Cosa. No.

It means I know the location of the map.

I made the same mistake as the cave
dollars in the allegory. I was thinking

two dimensions when I should have been
thinking in...

The map's not in the center of the
floor. It's in the center of the...

Play -Doh signature!

Brilliant! Now can we please leave?

Now we can leave, lads. Come on!

This is all your fault.

We're never going to get any money now.

Thank you, Mr. Easton. Definitely not
part of the plan.

Mr.

Easton! Damn.

Lad!

Oh! Back up!

Bad development?

Don't need an alternate history to
figure that one out. Ah, perfect cat.

Stole away, boy.

Ah! Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah!

Remarkable condition.

Considering its age. And they go into
great lengths to preserve it. Right.

This is ink, not pigment.

The virus appears to be coated in a
layer of collagen, which has only

begun to dissolve.

So what do these symbols here mean?

I'm not sure.

There's an inscription along the upper
track.

I should have expected as much. What?

It's a Delphic riddle.

So finding the damned map wasn't enough.
I suppose it's a safeguard.

Anyone could have accidentally stumbled
across this with enough dumb luck.

So what does this riddle say, then?

Oh, my Greek's a bit rusty, but here
goes.

On wings of wax he flew, too close to
the sun cleaved.

If only by a dragon's wing he'd reached,
his freedom'd been won.

By Adler, fear heaved.

Are you sure you're reading it right?

Perhaps your Greek can supply another
interpretation?

He's obviously talking about the fall of
Icarus.

Atlas holds a celestial sphere on its
back.

A cosmological concept developed by
Plato and Ptolemy.

But I don't quite see the connection.

Not to mention the dragon's wing.

And the dragon.

Quite the coincidence, I think.

Are you making light of me, Mr. Easton?
Of course not, sir.

Oh, it's Plato of yours.

Was he executed as well? Or just
Socrates? Just Socrates. Why? No reason.

not what I'd hoped.

This rule is not giving us what we need
in a timely fashion, lads. But there are

five symbols on this map.

One in the Atlantic.

It's safe to assume that one's Atlantis.

Don't look at me. It's on the map.

Well, we'll leave that be for the
moment.

Stay out of the other four. We start
with the closest.

Set course for the Nile, Mr. Easton. To
what end?

Well, it occurs to me the Bible mentions
that the Garden of Eden, and hence the

tree,

They're in the Euphrates Targus Valley.

Mesopotamia. Of course.

I still don't see how we'll get there
with the Nile.

You just leave that to me, Mr. Easton.

Toast. Molly.

Molossi.

Absent friends.

Keep a keen eye, DeSoto.

Tell me, sir.

How did you know of a canal connecting
the Red Nile to the Red Sea? I'd never

heard of such a thing.

Ah, it's been around since the Pharaohs.

I never knew you were so well -versed in
history, Captain.

Actually, it was Sorterale that told me
that one.

The fog is finally thick enough.

Enough for what, sir?

For us to circle round without being
seen.

We're being followed, Mr. Easton.

Followed?

For quite some time now.

Ready the men.

Aye, Captain.

And quietly, please.

Yes, sir.

The Trinidad, sir.

Stand of our day.

I should have known.

She's raised the white flag, Captain.
Obviously a trick.

Cannons are standing by, sir. Tell them
to stand down. Pull it alongside.

Sir? You have your orders.

There's a storm brewing, sir.

That can be certain.

Drake! You left Cadiz so quickly.

I simply felt compelled to follow.

Well, you've come all this way for
nothing.

Someone stole your gold from me.

On my honour.

You insult me, Captain.

I'm after something much more valuable.

Well, if you come to take me prisoner,
I'm afraid I'm a little busy right now.

Perhaps some other time.

Oh, I know about your little journey,
Drake.

I've come to make you a proposition.

How does he know that?

Go on.

Lead me to the tree, and I will forgive
all your past indiscretions against

myself and Spain.

You have to do better than that.

I thought as much.

Isabella! Oh, no, it can't be.

Oh, yes, it can, and it is.

She sang like a canary. I barely had to
torture her. You bastard!

So, there you have it. I get the tree.

You get a girl.

No tree, no girl. No, sir. You can't
agree to that. Quiet, quiet, quiet, Mr.

Easton. She's my daughter.

You harbor.

You'll never see that tree.

I'd rather sink this ship and take the
secret with me.

Then we have an accord.

By all means.

As you were.

Could be done.

I needn't remind you that the king has
offered 20 ,000 ducats for the capture

El Dragon. That's nothing compared to
the value of the tree.

Besides, why choose when I can still
have both?

Ah, si!

Drake's daughter escaped with the help
of a great ship.

She has clearly deceived me and
abandoned my people.

Such dishonor must be punished.

In the world's way.

Sir.

What's our position?

We'll be round the horn in less than an
hour, sir. Be in Arabian waters by

nightfall.

Sir, this is intolerable.

I cannot stand the thought of her over
there. There's nothing we can do.

Not for now, no.

It doesn't make sense.

She would never betray us.

Great, there's no tree.

We need him alive.

Bloody hell, that Spanish bastard is
insane.

Men, tell me.

That thing will tear her apart!

Of course.

Sandevato, you must knock me out. What?

The oracle will take me dead and call
off the creature.

Knock me out, you damn Spaniard. I give
the orders on my ship. You must sever

the link.

You stupid piece of horse.

Manuel.

A most curious strategy, Drake.

I'm still not entirely sure what
happened back there, but I've learned

question good fortune.

Enjoy that, did you?

Oh, I owe you much more.

You know it.

For over two decades, you have sacked
our ports and plundered our ships.

My ships.

Yes.

And yet the mercy you showed me today
was quite absent during the war.

Or have you forgotten?

Because you may certainly trust we have
not.

You fought for Spain.

I fought for England.

We're not so different, you and I.

Except, of course, you created me.

I have no idea what you're going on
about.

September 23rd.

1568. San Juan de Ula Harbor.

Ring a bell, San Devote.

You were present at San Juan de Ula?

You might say that.

Well, we could ramble on about the
regrettable events that led us both to

particular circumstances, but it won't
change anything, will it?

No. Then let us be practical.

Both our ships are in dire need of
repair.

I suggest we make Porta Daenerys
friendly harbor.

Porta Baden.

Yemen?

There's no Spanish or Portuguese
presence there.

Would I have suggested it if there were?

There wouldn't be any British there by
any chance.

Couldn't say.

Because if that is true, what's to stop
you from having me arrested as a war

criminal against England?

You simply take the girl and I'll hang.

Surely my saving you earlier proves I'm
a man of my word.

Not good enough.

Two of my men will take her up the
coast.

And if I don't follow within a day, she
dies.

You wouldn't have any ale, would you?
Not part of the Spanish wine.

Mind the ship, Mr. Eason.

Aye, Captain.

And see to the repairs.

We sail on the morning tide. Morning
tide, sir?

Drake! Drake, I'm coming with you.

Aren't you supposed to be studying that
map?

That's just it. I think I've solved it.
We need to buy a rooster.

A rooster won't lay no eggs. You must
mean in.

Well, there's already.

No, I'm quite sure I mean a rooster.

A rooster don't lay no eggs. Rooster it
is.

En cuestión negocio.

Sí.

¿Qué dices, Ibanez?

Sí, es muy bonita, ¿eh?

Well, Cosa, I think we'll find your
rooster here.

Wendon, Lanky.

Aye, Captain.

Find us some provisions.

Rum! Rum!

What was I thinking in listening to
them?

They were free.

Roll it over here. Come on, you.

Enjoy the swim, boys.

You have betrayed our Pactric.

And you have betrayed your daughter as
well.

Release this man at once.

Sorry, sir, but I've got my order.

Sanavati hangs at dawn.

There is only one man in the entire
fleet that supersedes my authority.

And unless you can produce him, I'm
ordering you to stand down.

Hello, Francis.

John!

No, I dare you to try it.

I need you to say the execution, John.

I need Santa Barbara here alive. Even I
answered to someone, Francis.

I'm sorry, but I've got my mandate from
the Queen.

And even if I didn't... He has my
daughter.

If something happens to Santa Barbara,
they will kill her.

I appreciate the gravity of your
situation, but I cannot and I will not

such an infamous enemy to the crown.

The blood spilled at his hands is simply
too great. I shouldn't have to remind

you of all people.

Yes, I know, John. Remember, I was
there.

But that was 24 years ago.

You had the burden of command.

But we both lost dear friends that day.

If you do this, you'll be the one
sentencing my daughter to death.

I've lived with the spectre of Sandovati
for a full third of my life.

I finally have him.

And now you're telling me I have to give
him up?

You must, John. You must release him.
It's no longer that simple.

I can't simply release a prisoner of his
repute without repercussion.

Too many people already know he's here.
So what if he were to escape?

Then that would be most unfortunate.

Thank you, cousin.

Admiral Hawkins, sir.

Do one last thing for me?

Anything.

My soul will not rest so long as
Sandovati lives.

When the time comes, you must do what
you know is right.

I take it the repairs are done, Mr.
Easton? All done, sir.

The men are getting some rest while they
can.

There'll be no rest tonight, sir.

We have a prison break to mount.

We're rescuing Sandovati?

From the British?

Right.

It's absolutely brilliant.

I suppose we have some sort of plan,
sir.

Very good, sir.

Those are the watchmen that patrol the
island right now.

Gonna have to be neutralized before they
sound the alarm.

Come here!

Don't debunk these men. They're in the
East Wing.

God, you'll have to be relieved.

Hey there, what do you think you're...
But remember, Mr. Easton, They are our

countrymen. So, shows minimal force.

I understand, sir.

Out, you dogs!

Out! Hurry up now!

Underlay! This ain't no biotic party,
you know!

To the ship!

Prepare to cast off!

Santa Varta is in a special cell with
multiple guards.

My rank will get us in.

I'm here to see the prisoner.

Morowitz, we'll have to get us out.
Apologies, sir, but no one's to be in or

out. Don't you know who I am?

Your appointment with the gallows

has been postponed.

Well, that was painfully predictable.

Your rescue attempts are as clumsy as
your thievery.

Sir.

Hurry up now!

Come on!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Stand there, lads! Hold off the guard!

The Trinidad.

Seems your men have forgotten something.

Ah,

my friend.

Our good captain has more than lived up
to his reputation.

I no longer believe he has betrayed you,
my lord.

I believe he still quests for the tree.

I believe he intends to honor your pact.

Maintain your connection and let us pray
to Allah that you are right.

I just don't understand.

We had him.

Why let San Devante go back to his ship
without returning Isabella to Al?

As long as he has her, he has the upper
hand.

But we had a chance to barter for him.
We let him walk off the deck. There's no

bartering with San Devante.

He has no honor. I learned that 24 years
ago at San Juan Dula.

Six of our ships were given safe passage
into harbor to make urgent repairs.

After several days, We were invited to a
banquet in our honor.

Although Hawkins had his misgivings, he
believed our position too precarious to

refuse.

So we dined with our enemies.

And without warning or provocation, the
order was given to slaughter our men

while they ate.

The others faced 13 Spanish galleons in
the harbor that used them as... Over

500 British men died that day.

And that order was given by one man.

Aye.

So now you know.

Are we ready?

Aye, sir.

Leave it.

Captain?

Sound about he knows nothing of the map.

I'd like to keep it that way.

Of course.

And you?

Are you ready?

Wait here, Drake.

Well, well, well.

Don't send the latte.

Alvaro.

How has life treated you here?

It's out of the way, quiet.

But what can you do?

Is that not... El Dragon, see?

If I'm not mistaken, there is quite a
bounty on his head.

20 ,000 ducats.

What's your business, Captain?

I have a proposition for you.

I don't like this.

I can't say I blame you.

Allow me to introduce to you Captain
Major Alvaro Caetano Tamalo Castro.

He will be our humble host in this
country and supply us with whatever we

require.

Welcome you to Calat al -Bahrain.

Come.

Walking for miles.

How much further?

Farther? How much farther?

What did you say?

Further is used for abstract
measurements, not real ones.

Right, so it's just how much further can
I plant my boot up here? Easy, lads.

Save your energy.

I must have been a fool to believe you
knew where the hell you were going.

What's he saying?

That is the Jebel Dukan.

Mountain of smoke.

It's considered a very sacred and
forbidden place.

And it appears he'll go no further.

Neither will I.

Why not? Are you afraid God will smite
her?

Well, come on then, lads.

Let's not keep God waiting.

Why the rooster, Cosa?

On the surface, looking for the Garden
of Eden in the middle of this lifeless

landscape may seem a bit odd. Oh, it
never once crossed my mind. But it

makes perfect sense.

If the garden truly existed, it may have
simply dried up millennia ago during a

climate shift.

Or...

It's guarded by a basilisk.

A basilisk? What?

Too far -fetched? Oh, no, not at all. It
all makes a terrible kind of sense,

really. I just don't see what a rooster
has to do with any of it.

Well, a basilisk can only be killed one
of three ways.

The blood of a weasel, image of its own
reflection... Or the crow of a rooster.

Listen, if I'm right, and I usually am,
whatever you do,

Don't look at it in the eyes, or it'll
be the last thing you do.

My patience runs thin, Drake.

I see no garden, no tree.

Where is it?

Something's wrong.

It should have been here.

What about that infernal riddle? It must
hold the key somehow.

I know. I just can't work the damn thing
out.

No matter how I look at it, it doesn't
make sense.

Well, I care not for your riddles or
teachings or your nonsensical musings.

It's obvious now you've gone and wasted
my time.

We've traveled halfway around the world
and... You were saying?

I told you, do not look at it directly
in the eye.

Cosa, the rooster!

Now you're shy?

Come on, you cork!

Filia di puttana!

Closer.

You should not to look at it directly.
How about indirectly?

Like Perseus. Medusa seems reasonable.

Santa Vata, give me your chest plate.
Who do you think you are talking to?

Everyone behind me!

Now!

I don't know what you're doing, Derek.

It worked!

Jake, you did it!

I did!

of life.

I knew you were leading us on some kind
of wild goose chase. Well, I hoped. I

sincerely hoped.

It bears fruit.

Immortality.

No!

Oops.

What? The Italian says he's found the
tree of life.

Let him prove it.

There's only one way to be sure.

Eight years.

Eight.

It's not working.

Drake.

Who's wrong? Don't speak.

He was there all along.

Genesis.

So he drove man out.

And he stationed an angel with a flaming
sword to guard the way to the tree of

life.

Are you saying this is not the tree of
life, but the tree of knowledge?

Seven stars for seven sisters.

The Ouroboros, serpentine dispenser of
immortality, devours its own table.

It's I, your lodestar.

Hey, thanks, Cosa.

There's still time. Where's the tree?
It's too late for me.

Hear me, my friend.

Seek out.

The Guardians.

In our beginning, you will find the end.

Of course.

Delusional ramblings of a dying man.

Foolish to the last.

Disarm them.

Your murder is felt.

This partnership is hereby ended.

If I'm to be denied immortality, your
demise will be my consolation, Blake.

Now move!

Mr. Easton, you'll help me with the
body.

Back away, soldier.

Do not desecrate his body.

He's one of my men.

Have we returned to his family in
Naples?

The intent is noble, sir.

But I foresee us having little control
over it come morning.

He's right.

We have no weapon, no tree, no hope.

Not so, lads.

It took me ten miles of desert to
understand what he was trying to get me

remember.

It was our first raid together.

Of Cadiz.

He was going on and on.

Much like he always would.

Glorious city.

Sometimes you have to hand it to those
damn Spaniards.

The Greek poet Hestia wrote of the
majesty of Cadiz many centuries ago.

It was called Eretheia in those days.

Really? I had no idea.

Arathes know the name for the
Hesperides.

Seven daughters of Atlas.

Seven sisters.

Seven stars.

The Dragon's Wing.

More commonly known as the constellation
Ursa Minor.

Whose load star is Polaris?

The Eye of the Serpent. Our guide, the
North Star.

The North Pole, Mr. Easton.

Sir, if we get out of here... We have
ourselves a new heading.

Aye.

Benito?

Isabella never betrayed us.

You're the reason they tracked us to the
Red Sea. It was you, De Soto!

And how San Devarte knew of our quest?

You made a fatal mistake, Drake.

You instructed a crewman whose true
allegiance was never to you, but only to

himself.

Why, Benito?

You served with me for over ten years.

You loved the Spanish.

What have you done?

I guess every man has his price.

And his was 20 ,000 ducats.

He thinks the tree of life is at the
North Pole.

You're such a fool.

You'll never see that money.

Well done, de Soto.

But unfortunately, I'm afraid he's
correct.

I don't suffer traitors.

Now, as much as I'd love to stick around
and watch you all hang, I really must

be going.

After all, immortality awaits.

Oh, I damn near forgot.

For the love of... Don't touch me!

Isabella!

Enjoy your last night together.

I'll see you soon, Santa Marta.

But that's just a trick.

You won't.

One thing, above all else, really,
Chapmeyer, is that Sondervate and his

went cahoots all along.

They let us escape from kids with the
gold.

Played us from the start.

So it was seen.

Yatai excellence.

Captain Major.

Elvaro Caetano de Melo Castro.

If he had any more names, he'd die of
the heat first.

Decreed that Sir Francis Drake, the
Queen's pirate, and all his followers to

executed immediately.

Let's talk about this, Caetano.

I can offer twice the price of my head.

There will be no bargain, Drake.

I shall enjoy watching you die. I'm a
reasonable man.

No! I'm not finished.

Release us and you and your men will be
spared.

Incredible.

Even in the face of death, you're so
bold.

You truly are worth of your reputation.

I shall tell them however you begged and
thought for your life like a woman.

Kill them.

Oh, come on.

Here they come. Here they come. Up a
bit.

Go,

go.

Come on, Caetano.

Come, sir.

You're going to lose it now.

Right, let's get out of here. Quick,
quick.

I shall thank you.

Killing you with the end of my blade
will be a much more fitting death for

Whoop!

You should have released me.

Call your men off.

Call them off. All right, all right.

Stand down.

I said stand down!

I would kill you right here if you
weren't more useful to me and I.

Yeah? How so?

Insurance.

Come on, move.

Get up there. Get up.

You said you'd let me go once you were
out of range of our cannon.

Well, it can't hurt to be sure, sir.

Another mild swim might do him good.

Sure enough.

Oh, I wouldn't even go on.

Thank you, Jake.

Thank you.

I will tell tales of your confession.
Thank you.

You have your heading, Mr.

Easton.

Why go on, sir?

We're alive.

We're free.

We got Isabella back. And for the first
time in weeks, no one's trying to kill

us.

You have your heading, Mr. Eastman.

And perhaps you cannot accept Sanavate
finding that tree, sir.

Thank you.

Seek out the Guardians.

Sir, I took the liberty of going through
Kosa's journal.

Now, there are some things in here that
I think you ought to know about the map.

First of all, the symbol for the Arctic
contains a tiny caption embedded within

it. Barely legible without a magnifying
glass. Kosa discovered it, and he

translated it.

It says hereby monitored.

Ah, hereby monitored.

Well, what else does it say?

Well, nothing on the map.

Per se, but there are more notes, sir,
regarding something called a

protector of the tree and a Nidhogg
which gnaws at its roots.

Granted, my Italian's not too keen,
but... Sir, it's something to do with

mythology or legend.

Sir, how are you holding up?

Well enough.

Keep a sharp eye, men.

It's got to be here somewhere.

I don't get it, sir. They're not moving.
Have they run afoul of the ice?

I believe Sandoval says he's relying on
his compass when he should be using the

stars. He's searching for the tree at
the magnetic North Pole.

Good hunting, lads.

Why, Yanka, run out the cannon.

Señor, what about the tree?

Follow that ship. Now move, Soltero,
move.

Cabin, I think we've been spotted.

I told you you shouldn't have brought a
woman on board.

Excuse me.

What's wrong with her?

They're gaining on a winding, lanky
Aubrey, full sails. Belay that. Sir, we

increase our speed. No.

We must reduce it.

Look.

It's just ice, sir.

No, they're not moving with the tide.

We have to avoid those waters at all
costs.

The tree.

No,

I don't know. What's this tree about?

It's been a tree growing this sort of
weather anyway.

Hope aftership, boys.

Mr. Easton, you're with me.

Keep us safe, lads.

Aye, Mr. Easton.

Scythe was right.

Damn.

El airport de la vida.

Take no step further, Drake.

Really, if you insist on traveling with
so few...

You may want to start carrying a real
weapon.

I prefer to fight with honor.

And I prefer to stay alive.

Well, don't let me stop you from your
destiny.

Salfero.

Si, senor.

Go. You may be first.

Senor.

What if it's protected like the last
one?

I'll die.

Fool, eat from the tree and you will
live forever.

While we're still alive, though, Phil.

Mr. Easton. Yes, sir. What was the name
of that creature that

you read about in Cosa's journal?

Yeoman Gander, sir.

Aye.

I think we're about to find out if he
were two for two on that one. Indeed,

Eat!

So...

Did it work?

Look at the tree.

Let's go.

You should stay on the ship.

Well, I don't take orders very well.

Must run in the family.

Come on, go.

What?

Nothing. Out of my way.

Right. Wait for me.

What have you, sir?

It's a lovely day for a fight.

Stand apart!

No ship. No crew.

Just you and me, Santa Maria.

I'm going to finish what I started 24
years ago.

Let her go, Santa Vardy.

I said before that we'd eventually know
if you were capable of conquering your

shortcomings.

Unfortunately, my dear, you've been
found wanting.

Santa Vardy, we can... No!

No!

You can fight me if you wish, Captain.

But I can't save her life.

You bastard.

We're losing her!

Please.

Keep her warm.

I'm coming with you. You can't! You
can't do this on your own and you know

I'll come back for you, I promise.

You must hold on.

I'll provide the distraction.

Come on.

Over here.

That's enough, Mr. Easton!

Swallow that!

Stay with us.

Come on.

Come on, girl.

Come on.

Come on.

There you are.

There you are. There you are.

You're okay. You're all right.

You're all right.

Truthfully, Drake, I would have
preferred she died.

But all in all, I... I suppose a fair
trade.

Thank you for giving me something more
valuable than any amount of gold you

could ever plunder.

I guess in the end we both made good on
our accord.

Now we really must be going.

Men, to the ship!

Quickly, back to the hind. It's over,
Drake! Let him go!

Don't get away this time.

Don't turn it out, sir!

I have a promise to keep.

She'll blow us out of the water before
we've even had a chance to reload.

Then we'll need some help.

Help from where, sir?

These waters can be very dangerous, Mr.
Easton.

Mr. Easton.

On my mark.

Fire away while you're close to their
bow and get it close to them.

Across their bow?

Trust me.

What's your game, Drake?

Fire!

Really,

Drake? Is that the best you've got?

We did it, sir.

We did it.

Not quite yet, Mr. Easton.

The other symbols. On Plato's map.

All in good time.

We need to save some people.

Right. Honor, sir. No, no.

You don't throw with a lot of gold,
doesn't you, father?

And I mean to get my damn compass back.

To Alhamidia, then.

Aye. Carry on, Pete.

Very good, sir.

We are going to keep some of that fruit,
aren't we?

A girl after my own heart.

I believe this belongs to somebody.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, father.

As you were, Mr. Easton.

As you were.

And what am I? Pete's property.

You don't decide when I kiss him. I do.

I'm your father.

Oh, so now you're my father.

I saved your life.

And I saved you. That doesn't count.

You're incredible.

Yes, I am.