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[Chanting in native language]

MAN: By Chesapeake Bay a powerful nation arose,

the Powhatan people.

The ancient prophecy Asun the wolf

called for 3 tests.

The first challenge was an invasion from the north.

We painted the rivers red with their blood.

The second test was an invasion from across the great water--

white men wearing black robes and crosses.

Again the rivers were red, blood red.

The third test is coming.

Prepare for the third invasion.

MAN: A new world.

[Sighs]

A whole new world.

Not new.

As old as the sun.

You're home.

BOY: Jeremy, land!

Home is further south.

[Flute playing]

MAN: Load your weapons!

After two years in London,

this place should be like heaven to you.

Huh. After two months with you on this boat,

anyplace will feel like heaven.

[Flute playing]

I'm not going back to London.

That makes two of us.

Sacred eagle. A sign of welcome.

MAN: Can't wait to get my feet on dry land.

Look at this.

What a place.

There's got to be some gold there.

Huh. Bring John Smith up on deck.

Aye, Sir.

Unchained. MAN: Yes, Captain.

Smith is to remain a prisoner when we land, Captain.

All hands on deck!

MAN: Mr. Garrison, make ready for a side launch boat.

Captain, surely you've not forgotten my family's generosity.

That delinquent tried to kill me, Captain.

If I really tried to kill you,

you'd be giving the sharks indigestion right now.

Trust me.

Yes, we'll see about then, won't we?

Careful with that! MAN: Aye, Captain.

MAN: Anchor's aweigh!

The prophecy.

The rivers will be red with their blood.

I have to tell my father.

[Playing flute]

Get that flag over here.

MAN: Right away, sir.

In tribute to out monarch James,

first Stuart king,

first king of united England and Scotland,

I proclaim this to be Fort James.

And may God bless us all.

Amen. Amen.

Now let's take a look around.

Opachisco, come with me.

You stay here.

Keep that pistol ready, mate.

Keep your eyes open. That's right.

Look lively.

I'm hot. There's some shade over there.

Straighten up!

I'm tipping.

MAN: Stop, stop. Set me down now.

I see a bird.

Is that--

[Gunshot] Ah!

[Eagle screeches]

Ha!

MAN: Fine shot, Milord.

Dinner!

Get the bird!

Don't be shy.

Leave it.

Give him the eagle now.

Let him get his own.

[Gunshot]

Rather bold for a heathen, isn't he?

You fool. Don't you see them?

See whom?

We're surrounded.

Where? Where?

It's the wind.

Willing to wager at a time like this?

I hardly think your assets would be of interest.

Are you trying to get us killed?

It's a thought.

Compliments of King James.

Watch it.

You know, sir, I think you were right all along.

It was the wind.

I should have killed you back on the ship.

As my poor yeoman of a father used to say,

never start anything you can't finish.

MAN: Who fired those shots?

Sir Edwin. I should have known.

Opachisco, how many tribes in this area?

A few.

But this is Powhatan Confederacy.

Friendly?

When my father was still alive,

the one tribe he feared was the Powhatans.

[Murmuring]

A man who makes the eagle fall from the sky has no soul.

Heed the prophecy.

We raise our tomahawks now!

Kocoum is brave,

and Mochiqua is an elder and most wise.

But they only speak of destruction.

Do you forget what happened to the Pamunkey tribe to the south?

Where are they now?

Gone. Because of the white man.

Because they believed a tomahawk

was mightier than a thunderstick.

Cousin, give my son your word.

And he will lead the battle cry.

My father, I speak to you of power--

yours--

and the strength of the strangers' thunderstick.

Let the white man share this power with us.

I want them.

All of them.

The strangers will present their thundersticks to me

as gifts.

And then?

And then I decide.

Watch them.

If they are here to fish, hunt, do not harm them.

But I speak, you heed.

If they are here to build, to settle...

that land is sacred hunting ground.

And their chief will heed the prophecy.

Be careful of Kocoum.

There's a lot of anger in his heart.

And he's not a boy anymore.

His father still thinks he's one.

You must do as he says.

Watch them? That's not enough!

There are many ways to watch.

He does not want the thundersticks to use.

He just doesn't want anyone else to use them against us.

That is the thinking of a fool.

What do you think of these white men?

What do you think of them?

Why did you ask Kocoum to be your eyes?

Japazaws is still too young.

I'm not, and I have good eyes.

I know what to do with the thundersticks.

I know. I want them.

[Woman chanting in native language]

MAN: Come on!

Good morning.

It does not take two men to carry one small box.

Much less 3.

At this rate I'll never get this fort built.

I'm not sure I can take much more of his lordship.

I know what you mean.

[Sniffs]

[Ahchoo]

Showtime.

Ah.

[Gargles]

You're right. Let's go with your scheme.

[Coughs]

Ready, gentlemen?

Don't stand there looking at me.

Excuse me just one moment.

Get away, Smith!

Be careful.

Ah!

[Laughter]

Sir, are you all right?

I'm so sorry!

What are you looking at?

Does this look like an invasion?

[Laughter]

Put the chair down and bring it over there!

Don't be afraid.

What in God's name are you doing?

Are you totally incompetent?

Lower the chair.

Bloody well untie it.

John Smith.

John Smith.

John Smith.

Pocahontas.

Poca...

...hontas. Pocahontas.

Pocahontas.

Pocahontas.

Ottermiske.

Ah, Ottermiske.

You are beautiful.

You are very funny. Ha ha!

[Indistinct]

Will I see you again?

Thank you.

Captain Newport! Captain!

Captain Christopher Newport

from a land far across the water, England,

on a mission for his majesty King James I

to explore this world.

This is our land.

What do you want?

Gold.

[Laughter]

Peace.

We bring gifts to Prince Kocoum.

Jules, the metal chest.

JULES: Yes, sir.

We are honored, Your Highness.

Please.

Prince Kocoum.

Thunderstick.

No.

Maybe just one. Shut up.

He's not a chief.

We gain nothing by giving him a gun.

It's our only trump card.

Chief?

You are chief?

You can give the thunderstick.

No.

Prince Kocoum has great wisdom and strength.

We bring fine gifts.

I will give the thunderstick to your chief myself.

Don't you ever do that to me again.

But, Christopher--

Captain.

Yes, sir.

She's gone.

[Laughter and applause, fife playing]

EDWIN: Captain, before you leave us to return to England,

it's time to read the names of the governing council

to clarify the chain of command here.

Yeah! Yeah!

After all, we can't always have plebeians

speaking on our behalf.

[Laughter]

"With this royal decree dated July 15

"the year of our Lord 1607,

I, King James I, appoint to the governing council of Fort James,

"to be established in the New World,

Captain Christopher Newport, chair."

Hear, hear!

"Sir Edwin Winfield,

Master Peter Mitchell."

Hear, hear.

"Master Jeremy Guznil."

Hear, hear.

"And Mr. John Smith."

What?

EDWIN: What? John Smith?

Let me see that. The man's a commoner!

We're not in England anymore, your lordship.

[Laughter]

Captain, that's treason.

No. Treason is questioning the authority of his majesty.

To the king.

ALL: To the king.

And to the people whose land we now share.

ALL: Hear, hear.

Ha ha! Good, mate.

[Fife playing]

You knew all along.

His majesty knows that when you and my nephew

were enslaved by the Tartars

you helped him escape.

So I assured the king I would groom you for greatness.

I'm grateful.

Sorry about this morning.

Huh. Tomorrow I'm gonna go and explore the surrounding area.

Do you think you and Winfield

can manage the morning without killing each other?

The morning you say?

All right.

But you'd best be back by noon.

JULES: Give us a song, young George!

MAN: Aye!

� Piggle-dee-pig, the cat does a jig �

� He bolted the door and cried no more �

[Indistinct]

� I did what I could and presently not �

[Indistinct]

[Laughter]

The invaders have refused to give us thundersticks.

My father speaks the truth.

But not all the truth.

The strangers refused to give Kocoum the thunderstick

because they wanted to give them to Chief Powhatan.

This is true?

The chief ignores the prophecies.

He brings danger to his people.

I don't dispute the prophecy.

But I don't want you frightening our children for no reason.

What I see for myself this is the third invasion,

I'll know what to do.

The strangers have tools,

many things they can share.

The Powhatan people will learn much.

The white man will come bearing gifts to honor my father,

they will come.

Ha!

[Hammering]

I found some! I found some!

Where? Bring it here! Hurry!

Hurry!

Show me.

Where?

[Rummaging]

That's not gold, you idiot!

But there can't be any gold here.

I don't want to hear that!

Now the two of you will stay in that muck

until you've come up with something worth looking at!

Oof!

George what's wrong?

He woke up this morning all feverish.

It's been getting worse by the hour.

I'm no doctor.

If only my father were here--

I hope you men know that layabouts

do not collect their daily wage.

You hunk of snot!

Let's just call this finishing

what I've started, shall we?

In honor of your yeoman patriarch.

CAPTAIN: What the hell's going on?

I was acting in self-defense.

Really?

Fever.

Bad. Need remedy.

Let me pay a visit to this chief Powhatan

as a member of the governing council.

We need medicine.

They have it, and I can get it.

One crate of guns, one of ammunition.

Make it a short trip.

You're doing fine, little brother.

Pocahontas?

John Smith.

Thank you for the flowers.

Tomorrow at sunrise I'm going to go visit Chief Powhatan.

I'll be bringing him a gift of thundersticks,

pistols.

Where is Powhatan village?

Do you know?

You are here.

Go around the cliffs,

follow the river.

When you pass the beaver dam,

leave your canoe and walk.

Will I see you again?

You be careful now. If--

If--

Dad will never forgive me--

Aren't I supposed to say something like that?

You both have made your father proud.

Safe journey.

It's odd, isn't it?

Hmm?

Come on.

He was so insistent upon this expedition.

Those men are gravely ill.

Of course.

But Mr. Smith was simply so adamant

that he be the one to go.

It's almost as if...

What?

I don't know.

As if it were part of some overall plan.

What is it?

[Strange call]

Uh!

[Whooping]

[Gunshot]

Take this and give it to no one.

Don't do this!

Once they take me, run to Newport.

Prince Kocoum, let Opachisco go.

He is but an innocent guide.

I'm on a mission of peace.

Please take me to your chief.

Opachisco.

[Speaks native language]

Where is the gift of thundersticks?

Someplace where you can't get it.

[Click]

Surprise.

[Whooping]

[Whooping stops]

[Whooping]

MAN: Captain! Captain Newport!

Jeremy! Jeremy!

Jeremy! Jeremy!

Jeremy!

[Sobbing]

CAPTAIN: Winfield, do something!

Ah, they scalped him!

They scalped him.

[Whooping]

Kocoum is a great warrior.

There are many ways to be a great warrior.

Captain, please.

My condolences.

I lost a brother myself once long ago.

I know what you're going through.

You're welcome to stay in my quarters for a time.

Just so you don't feel quite so alone.

Come, son.

So hard to know who to trust, isn't it?

That's a bullet wound.

This is John Smith's doing.

What?

It's all part of his plan to go native,

so it would seem.

Smith has betrayed us for gold.

Dammit, Winfield, you don't now that.

What I do know is this, Captain.

He insisted that he be the one to go upriver.

He left with an ample supply of guns.

These 3 men are dead,

and our Mr. Smith quite conveniently

is nowhere to be found.

All rather peculiar, don't you think?

Bless you.

It was an ambush. We both know that.

Why can't you at least let him speak?

Justice must not only be carried out.

It must be seen to be carried out.

Justice?

Doesn't every brave has the right to speak?

The white man lost that right

when he killed two of my braves.

The same white man who saved your son's life.

The day he arrived on the beach,

he saved Japazaws' life.

Did he not stop the man who was shooting at the woods

towards the rock with his thunderstick?

Yes.

And where were you standing?

In the woods by the rock.

And where were you standing?

In the woods by the rock.

A waterfall has a life of its own.

To make the water stop takes more than just mere will.

You know why I cannot save him.

Pocahontas, you know our customs.

Pocahontas.

John Smith.

You killed two braves.

Why?

My friend Opachisco

and 3 white men are dead.

Why?

And...what about me?

This is a ritual, a test you must endure.

I can't...

not without a kiss.

KOCOUM: [Indistinct]

White lips on yours is treason.

Uh! Argh!

Ha ha!

He's gone, son.

Come on.

He'll be back, sir.

Side by side we fought against the Turks.

If he's alive, he'll be back.

[Rhythmic drumming]

[Chanting]

[Chanting and drumming stop]

When a chief loses braves,

his heart cries for justice.

This white man must die.

[Cheering]

Because he has passed the test of endurance,

we give him this honor.

Prince Kocoum, bravest of the brave,

will cut off his head.

[Cheering]

So be it.

Thunderstick!

[Whooping]

I, Prince Kocoum, present the power of the thunderstick

to the great Chief Powhatan.

[Cheering]

Ah! Uh!

Wait!

I claim the life of this captive.

His life is mine.

Let Princess Pocahontas speak.

I know our customs.

I claim this captive.

Princess Pocahontas speaks the truth.

This white man now belongs to my daughter.

Princess Pocahontas,

this white man is now the son of the great all-powerful Powhatan.

This white man is now called Nanticoot.

I did good.

[Cheering]

My cousin is great and wise.

He respects the customs.

If Princess Pocahontas wants to claim the life

of this captive, remember this:

should he harm anyone in this confederacy,

both Nanticoot and Pocahontas must die by fire.

I also know the customs.

This custom...

I don't understand.

When a woman loses family in battle...

Family?

[Coughs]

A cousin.

I'm so sorry.

When a woman loses family in battle,

she can adopt a captive from another tribe

to take his place.

I see.

So now we're cousins?

In every respect?

Not in all respects.

You're a princess?

Why didn't you tell me?

No need to. Everyone knows.

Pocahontas?

My captain needs--

I know.

When you're stronger.

You're part of my people now, Nanticoot.

Nanticoot?

What does that mean?

White eagle.

[No audible dialogue]

[Chanting]

Are we there yet?

Nanticoot must learn patience.

This is a healing place.

Sacred.

For generations my people have come here for renewal.

This mud will draw out impurities.

No one saw you?

He'll have it back before he knows it's gone.

Mochiqua was screaming all day long yesterday,

furious when he found out your brought the white man here.

Would you believe me if I told you

that I knew what I was doing?

Good, because I'm not sure that I do.

So Mochiqua was screaming all day.

That's nothing new.

And what was my father's response?

That he belongs to me?

He will never belong to you.

His heart is with his people.

My people do need me.

POCAHONTAS: And what do you need?

To send a message to the fort.

POCAHONTAS: Ottermiske!

Tell Japazaws to come.

You're not a prisoner.

Yes, I am.

Uh!

You're not well enough to leave!

No, I'm not.

Do you want to? Ha ha!

No.

JOHN SMITH, VOICE-OVER: My dear Captain Newport,

we were ambushed.

Opachisco and the others were killed.

I was taken prisoner, set to be executed

when my life was spared by an Indian princess, Pocahontas.

I am one of them now.

They call me Nanticoot.

Don't come and get me-- too dangerous.

I will return as soon as I've recuperated.

Until then, I hope to gain further in their confidence.

I'm having delivered a pouch of medicine,

which will help George tend to those men with fever.

Yours sincerely, John Smith.

Teach me how to use this.

[Gunshot]

[Heron squawking]

Well, well, well, well, well, what have we here?

No, no, no, no, no. Don't run away.

Don't be afraid.

I won't hurt you.

What's this?

Is this for me? Hmm?

Ah, ah, ah!

No. Ah.

You really best give it to me.

That's right.

Well, how very, very interesting.

Nanticoot is it?

Nanticoot?

And what have we here? Hmm?

This wouldn't happen to be the precious medicine, would it?

I think it would.

Ah, ah, ah!

No, no, no, no.

I wouldn't do that if I were you. No.

[Gunshot] Ah!

That's right.

Your Nanticoot has made a big mistake.

What is all this?

Who's this child?

This little renegade was sent here

by none other than John Smith,

who--surprise, surprise -- is not dead.

He's taken up with the heathens

just as I suspected.

He's even given himself an Indian name.

What is it again? Nanticoot?

And he sent this little devil

to purloin additional firearms.

Where's the medicine?

That's right, he didn't bring any medicine, did he?

I say we punish the traitor

and kill the little messenger boy.

MAN: Hear, hear!

Are you insane?

Quite.

There are a hell of a lot more of them than there are of us.

Use your brains. Come here, boy.

Go.

Go back to John Smith.

Nanticoot.

Whatever!

He is a traitor to his majesty and to me.

Men are dying here. You tell him that.

If he doesn't come back of his own free will,

I'll come after him.

Off you go.

Ha.

Back to work, you.

Ah. It's used.

"My Dear Captain Newport..."

Can I try?

Tell me about your London.

Mmm, London.

Too many people, not enough space.

Rains all the time.

Damp, gray.

Rather depressing actually.

Is that white men wear so many clothes

and dress so funny?

We do, don't we?

Custom, I guess.

Any other customs?

This one.

Would my princess like to dance?

Step in.

Step out.

Step in.

Step out. Step out.

Turn.

Now spin.

Don't look down.

Don't look at your feet.

BOY: Nanticoot!

He took the letter!

POCAHONTAS: I'm going to the fort with you.

No. Stay.

We must have you stay at your village

to make sure no one turns your father against us.

Please.

We have to be strong for each other.

John Smith will go to the fort.

Nanticoot will return.

I had a dream.

The spirit of my father spoke to me.

A warning.

A chief who does not believe--

I believe in the truth.

I speak the truth.

So do I

They didn't make you chief

because they didn't think you were strong enough.

That is the truth. Accept it.

Stop hiding behind your son.

And you?

You hide behind your daughter.

Mochiqua, stop this jealousy.

It's eating away at you.

The invaders in the prophecy

will begin by conquering our women

and by turning them against us.

How can I know you really had this dream?

Would you deny me the spirit of my father?

Your daughter is your weakness.

She will lead us to destruction.

I will consider your dream.

He wants to poison you.

The dreams of elders must be considered.

Come on.

Come along. You've been at it for hours.

It's all right.

I know how difficult it must be

to find it in your heart to forgive John Smith.

We should go to that den of savages,

get the medicine and shoot the traitor.

Might be deemed a tad provocative, my boy.

If John Smith ever shows his face here again,

I'll kill him with my bare hands.

Now, now, now. Shh.

We need to talk about this.

Pocahontas is much like her father,

a true leader and a healer.

Kocoum has much anger in his soul.

A brave needs anger.

A brave does not have to hide behind a woman.

A man does not need anger

when he can share in the wisdom of a woman.

Chief Powhatan, you are wise and powerful.

You've let me live.

You know I am not the invader of the prophecy.

I come in peace.

When I first came here, I came with gifts

from the king of England to you

and to ask for medicine.

At the fort, there are white men ill and dying.

That is why I must ask you to let me go back,

father.

Will you help me?

If we do?

At the fort, there's a large and powerful thunderstick,

a canon.

More powerful than you can imagine.

POCAHONTAS: You promised them the cannon?

SMITH: A cannon but no cannon balls.

[Laughing]

Now Kocoum must be running to the fort.

[Grunting]

He knew you wouldn't be able to lift that.

It seems his promises to you

are as empty as his promises to us.

We both want John Smith dead.

I can arrange that.

I can also arrange for you to get thundersticks

that you can carry like this...pistol.

Many of them.

Friend?

Keep Pocahontas away from the fort.

What about John Smith?

Meet me tonight.

Captain, I'm waiting.

I'm here. Call me a traitor to my face.

I bring food, gifts, and medicine as promised.

Promises?

Liar! You bloody murderer!

NEWPORT: John Smith, you're under arrest.

For what, Captain?

For treason.

And for the murders of Daniel Jones,

Matthew Garrison,

and Jeremy Gosenhold.

Those men were your responsibility.

They died while under your charge.

Christopher, let me explain.

God have mercy on you.

Take him away.

Traitor!

Traitor!

[Wolves howling]

[Howling intensifies]

Ah!

You might have said something.

My captain has decided to make amends with your chief.

This is not a good thing.

It is better if you do it?

Or something like that.

If I help, you'll make all the white men leave?

Well, let's just worry about

one white man at a time, shall we?

John Smith.

I say, ahem.

Is that gold?

What do you want?

The gold.

I just wanted you to know, Smith,

that I really don't hate you.

Is this your idea of last rites?

I find that when I look into your face,

what I feel is more akin to revulsion.

Why do I hear the echo of your father's voice in that?

That's why you're here, isn't it?

Banished, weren't you?

What did you do, Winfield?

What on Earth did you do?

Ha ha!

Don't worry, Smith, you're going to hell soon enough

We should sleep now.

Oh.

Soon there will be no room for Kocoum,

and our father will have his brave.

You've been gone too long.

People notice such things.

Did you get the cannon?

I didn't! They tricked us!

Nanticoot has been put in jail by his own people,

and that man Winfield

will give us many thundersticks

if we take care of Pocahontas.

You've lost all dignity.

That hand remains another second on my daughter,

I'll cut it off.

White man's promises are empty.

His own people say so.

He played a trick on us!

Kocoum speaks the truth.

Kocoum's truth is not always the same

as yours or mine.

Can't you see?

My father's dream was clear.

One day you'll stop humiliating him.

WINFIELD: You know, my father used to say to me,

"You reap what you sew."

I believe that.

I have a plan.

Why don't you try to get some sleep.

Captain Newport, someone's coming.

I am Princess Pocahontas of the Powhatan Confederacy.

Captain Christopher...

Newport.

I want you to release John Smith immediately.

I beg your pardon.

I want you release Prince Nanticoot.

Your highness, I'm indeed sorry,

but I abide by English law.

My father, Chief Powhatan, calls him his son.

It would be in your best interests to let him go.

Are you threatening me?

I'm telling you.

And I'm telling you he's a traitor.

Traitor?

Because he spoke from his heart

and withstood torture for all of you?

He risked his life.

He's not a traitor.

He sent medicine, explaining everything in his letter.

What letter?

The one Sir Edwin's kept hidden from us all.

MAN: What?

I dare you.

Sir Edwin Winfield is stripped of his position

on the governing council.

Let him go.

I don't know what to say.

How about we say nothing?

What are you doing?

Nanticoot should have the face of a Powhatan brave.

NEWPORT: May I come in?

Please do.

Excuse me, your highness.

John, I'm sorry.

I feel I've betrayed myself more than you.

Can you forgive me?

Before I leave, I have to know,

did you promise them the cannon?

Sort of.

But no cannon balls.

I was in a bind.

Yes. Well... Well, I presume you still are.

I come today to honor you with these gifts.

On behalf of his majesty the king of England.

Nanticoot.

The other is ammunition.

Would you like me to--

POWHATAN: No, that's not necessary.

What my father means to say is that he's hungry.

We've prepared a feast. Come.

I wish my men at the fort could have eaten so well today.

You're good.

Yes, I am.

My captain is offering you a crown of jewels

to proclaim you emperor.

Am I not already a king?

You're not very good.

Nanticoot would like to invite you, my father,

to the fort for this tribute,

a coronation.

Ah, I will consider it.

SMITH: What's wrong?

After your father's coronation,

we will be together.

They cannot stop us.

He has given the chief good pistols.

Yes, you now possess the white man's power.

Make it thunder.

Show us its magic.

POCAHONTAS: They switched the boxes.

KOCOUM: How many more insults will my cousin accept?

POCAHONTAS: This is a conspiracy!

It is! They take you for a fool!

KOCOUM: This invitation to the fort is also a lie!

They want to get you behind their walls

so they can take you hostage,

send you to their king as a slave!

Kocoum knows it to be true?

The ship leaves for England the next day?

The white man Winfield told me that!

When? The other night?

Is that where you were?

Spying on your own people now?

Silence! Everyone!

You and you-- come.

These things are poison.

Look what they're doing to us.

Don't believe what they say about Nanticoot.

They want war.

I know what they want.

I'm an old man.

How long can I remain chief?

I see the future.

It is near.

Chief Japazaws.

And you...

The strength behind his throne.

Mochiqua is right. You are my weakness.

But I don't want to lose you.

Go now.

A chief cannot lose face, and I'm not blind.

He's not one of us.

You called him Nanticoot.

This...this new world is not ours anymore.

I fear for the future of this confederacy.

I will help ensure peace.

I will.

That is my dream.

I agree with the coronation.

If they see me as one of theirs,

then hopefully no harm will come to us.

I will tell them.

And they will have to crown me here.

Tell them.

MOCHIQUA: They'll have to go through the pass.

What can I say to get you to reconsider?

Nothing.

I want to live with the Powhatans.

[Whoop]

Yee!

Ha! Not so fast, my pretty girl.

Ah. If it isn't my little prince.

Uh!

Now...princess,

once my friend here eliminates John Smith,

I take over

and we move our little settlement out of your father's way,

over the hills where the streams are brimming with gold.

Consider yourself...bait.

Ah!

Kocoum, leave her!

My father will hunt you down!

I'm not afraid of the chief.

JAPAZAWS: Nanticoot!

Nanticoot!

Up there!

Nanticoot!

Take care of him.

Good pass.

I thought I told you to stay with the boy.

He's in good hands.

It's your I'm worried about.

Won't be long.

Hello, Mr. Smith.

Uh!

Nanticoot, watch out!

SMITH: Uh!

Uh!

Good night, mule.

Aah!

Yah!

I should have killed you a long time ago.

As usual, you were right, John.

Dead right.

[Click]

[Gunshot]

Japazaws?

He's at the fort. Don't worry.

[Whooping]

Send word out.

Prepare for war.

I killed both of them, right?

Don't do this.

If they find out that a nobleman was killed by an Indian,

it will never end.

I have to turn myself in anyway.

We can run away.

Can we?

I can't live without you.

Yes, you can.

I want you to live.

That's the price for peace.

Oh. Oh, God.

I'll always be with you .

No matter where.

No matter what.

[Whooping]

[Whooping stops]

POWHATAN: You said you could ensure peace.

Instead you've brought war.

On the one side is a brave and his truth.

On the other, you and yours.

I'm not afraid of the truth.

Put us to the truth test.

Burn!

Aah!

Aah!

The call for war is off!

Nanticoot is no more.

John Smith must die.

[Whooping]

You can't execute the man whose life I've saved

and who in turn has saved mine.

You keep telling me what I can or cannot do.

You cannot kill him.

Take my life.

Anything.

Just let him live.

That's all I ask.

Just tell me you won't.

NEWPORT: For all I know,

Sir Edwin died of the fever like the others.

We lost a number of good men at Fort James--

some from the fever, some from the Indians.

Like John Smith,

who will live among them now as Nanticoot,

our link to this new world and its people.

I am here as princess of the Powhatan nation

and Prince Japazaws, our future chief.

Our father is prepared to offer his hand in peace.

At a price.

When your ship departs for England,

John Smith must be onboard.

Princess.

I must.

For the sake of my people,

you are Nanticoot no more.

It's the price for peace.

I'll always be with you

no matter what, no matter where.