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History will regard our nation as inevitable.

It wasn't.

In 1765, we were still a group of colonies
living under British oppression.

There wasn't even a thought of revolution,
much less a United States.

Things were so bad...

gangs took to fighting each other
in the streets.

Stay out of the docks!

This is our turf!

The crown really didn't care what we did to
each other, as long as we paid our taxes.

- Around the back!

Hyah!

But everything changed on August 13...

when Dr. Warren
came looking for me.

After that, there was no turning back.

Cheers.

Hey, Sam.

- Well, if it isn't Dr. Warren.
- I need to speak with you.

What's wrong with your face?

North and South End mobs
going at it again.

- You look like you need a pint.
- No-

Isaac, get him a beer.
Put it on his tab.

I don't need a pint.
Listen to me.

Governor Hutchinson
says you owe him a lot of money.

- I don't give a shit what Hutchinson says.
- Well, you should-

Make way!

He's issued a warrant
for your arrest.

Where's Sam Adams?

Sam Adams.

Where is he?

Captain.

Afraid you just missed him.

- After him!
- Yes, sir!

- Stand aside!
- To the back!

- After him!
- Find him!

- He went back there!
- He's not here.

He's not here, sir.

Where did he go?
He must be here somewhere!

- Aye.
- There you go.

- In the back.

He's here somewhere.

Check through there.

There he is!

Stop him!

- Stop!

Adams!

Adams!

Adams, stop where you are!

- Adams!
- Stop in the name of the law!

Keep him in sight!
Follow him!

Get down from there!

- After him!
- Don't lose sight of him! Move!

Don't let him get away!

Coming through!

- Clear the way!
- Step aside! Step aside!

- There he is!
- Don't let him get away!

- Halt! Stop right there, you!

Come on! Move out of the way!
You're in the way!

What?

- Stop!

- Stop him!

Stop him!

That's a wanted man!

- Sam! What's going on?
- They're after me!

Move! Out of the street!

- Out of the street!

Why don't you move!
These are our streets!

Go back to your home, lads!
Come on!

Don't fire! Do not shoot!

Fall back to the governor's house!

- To the governor's house! Fall back!

Come on, lads!

Open the gate!
Open the damn gate!

Spread out!

Secure the gate!

Governor, I think you
ought to have a look at this.

What on earth is it this time?

- There's a large mob.

This is Boston.
There's always a mob.

Yes, but this one's
heading right for us.

Why are the soldiers coming in here?

- Protection, sir.
- Protection?

They're paid to protect me.

Fall back to protect the governor!

Fall back now!

- What are we going to do?
- Sir!

- We-

Out the back. Quickly.
Please, we need to hurry.

We must hurry, sir! Please!

I'm coming.

Make way. Make way.

- Get him!

Well, well, well.
Would you look who it is, boys.

His Royal Highness himself, huh?

- Oh, it's the king!
- Huh?

Sorry, good king,
but we're taking this.

You're looking real lonely up there.
Does he look lonely up there, boys?

- Looking a bit lonely, George!

You look thirsty, George.
You look fierce thirsty.

Regiment, halt!

Sir.

Here is a warrant for your friend.

Tell Sam Adams we'll find him.

- Where is he?
- John, it's not his fault.

You're going to have to
stop protecting him.

Sooner or later, he's gonna
have to learn his lesson.

Good day.

Mr. Adams.

Go easy on him, John.

- How bad is it?
- Oh, Jesus, Sam.

You've been a tax collector
for a year now?

A little less than a year.

Then how in God's name
do you already owe the crown...

over £8,000 in uncollected taxes?

- Can't possibly be that high.
- It is.

It states so quite clearly here,
in this warrant for your arrest.

I don't know what to tell you, John.

If one of my friends can't make
a full payment one week...

I'm not gonna drive him out of business
just so our fat governor can line his pockets.

You're a tax collector who doesn't
collect taxes from your friends.

I hope you're happy, 'cause now
their debt has become your own.

This is the way things are here.

This is the law.

You can't be disturbing
the order of things.

That "order of things" has hundreds of people
out of work, fighting for scraps in the streets.

Taxes are so high,
there's no way to get ahead.

In fact, forget getting ahead.
There's no way to keep up.

So you incite an angry mob to tear
the governor's house to the ground.

I didn't incite anything.

That was just
an unfortunate coincidence.

Oh, bullshit!

- If your father were here-
- Cousin.

I need your help.

- If your father were here-
- I just need your help... with this.

He would tell you to
take responsibility for your actions.

Turn yourself in.

- Warren, open up.

The bastard.

We have every man
out looking for him right now, sir.

No, absolutely not.
Have them all recalled.

Sir, we have to deal with Adams.

The man should be put in shackles
before he can do any further damage.

But look what happened
last time we tried that.

I can't risk any more unrest in the colonies.
London will have my head.

No.

If we're going to get rid of Adams,
we have to be more clever.

- Governor.
- Thank you.

No, I do not need an appointment.
Mr. Hancock knows exactly who I am.

Stand back!

Governor Hutchinson.

I knew your uncle for 30 years.
I first met him when I was quite young.

Yes, you were, sir.

He was a good man.

A successful man.

One who had the good sense to put you
in charge of his quite profitable empire.

That he did, God rest his soul.

He and I had
a good working relationship...

one that I'm happy
to continue with you...

and one you will agree...

has benefited us both
quite handsomely.

Quite handsomely.

- May I ask a favor?
- Of course.

At the moment
I have a particular problem...

one you might be able
to help me with.

Please.

His name is Sam Adams.

His family have been
a thorn in my side for years.

And now it would seem
the sins of the father...

have been taken up by the son.

Oh.

Oh, I see, sir. Um-

How am I supposed to help you
with this Sam Adams problem?

Well, I need you to take care of him.

You need me to take care of him?
Sir, why don't you just arrest him?

Mr. Hancock, I've been quite kind
to your family's enterprises...

especially in terms of lax enforcement
of certain customs duties.

With all due respect, sir,
we pay handsomely for those privileges.

That you do.

I merely wish to make the point that...

if tensions in the colony
continue to escalate...

it won't be good for me.

And what's not good for me...

is not good for you
and is certainly not good for business.

Do I make myself clear?

Well, no.
No, not really, sir.

Do whatever necessary
to rid us of this problem.

And make sure
it doesn't lead back to me.

- Lovely painting.
- Good day, Governor.

- Give us a shilling, sir?
- A shilling, sir?

Oh, my goodness.

I shouldn't be too long, Prudence.

Excuse me.

Pardon me, sir.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Hey, you.

I think you might be a bit lost.

Yes, I am looking for Sam Adams.

I heard he might be here.

And where did you hear that?

My good man,
I don't want any trouble.

I was just hoping I could
have a discussion with Mr. Adams...

about some, um, business.

- Is that so?
- Mmm.

Is he here?

Relax, Kelly.

Mr. Adams. Very good.

- My name is John Hancock.
- I know who you are.

I don't know what you're doing here.

Well-

Could we talk in private?

- Do you mind?
- Stretch your legs, lads.

Oh, no, there's really no need
to clear the establishment. I-

Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.

Thank you, my good man.

Thank you, Mr. Adams.

I say, it was quite the show
you put on the other night...

with all of those men
all following you.

So everybody keeps saying.

Thank you.

It seems you have become
quite the nuisance...

to my friend, the governor.

Oh.

So you're Hutchinson's messenger.

Oh, no. No, I mean, n-not exactly.

Then what?

Well, I am here as someone interested...

in the continued peace and tranquillity
of the colony.

Peace and tranquillity, in Boston?

Mr. Hancock,
I've lived in Boston my entire life...

and I think that's the single
stupidest thing I've ever heard.

Some would say
I'm simply an optimist.

I've heard money will do that to you.

I know about your problems.

I know about the warrant.
I know about the debt.

What if I could help you?

What if I could get rid of the warrant,
pay off the debt?

All it would take from you
would be a quick visit to the courthouse.

And why, um- why would you
be willing to do that for me?

Well, because in return...

you will promise...

to help end this madness
in the streets...

and help Governor Hutchinson
restore sanity to Boston.

You think that I have
the power to do that?

I know you have the power to do that.

The governor is a-
He's a friend of mine.

What say you?

I think that sounds fair enough.

I also think that sounds fair enough.

Very good.

Thank you.

Good day, Mr. Adams.

Good day.

- It is as easy at that.

- What was that?
- I think that might be my ticket out of jail.

Drink?

Oh.

He can't stay here.

Abigail.

My flame-haired beauty.

A little early for the tavern, isn't it?

Actually, I find that alcohol
shortens the day considerably.

You Adams men think
you're so charming, don't you?

Indeed, we do.

You should know,
I've had a bit to drink...

and I am more than capable
of making myself...

extremely comfortable
here on your porch.

I don't know what we're
to do with you, Samuel.

How do you mean?

You should be settling down again.
Maybe-

Abby.

You're certainly a handsome man.

You have plenty of women in Boston
fawning over you-

Wait, wait.

You think I'm a handsome man?

Come in.

Thank you.

I kept it.

You were in such a bad way
when Elizabeth died...

I thought one day
you might want it back.

- John-
- You can't stay here.

No, I just- I came to apologize
and came to tell you-

No.

- You came here to borrow money.
- No.

No, I'm just trying to find a way
to get back on my feet.

- What about the warrant?
- Don't worry.

Don't worry. I've dealt with it.

I-I have a plan.

Hmm. An honest one?

Is there such a thing anymore
in Boston?

Oh, that's rich coming from you.

You need to stop walking through life
like you have nothing to lose.

Don't you judge me.

Your perfect life.

- Sam.
- This is what happens to me.

Since I've been on my own-

The last thing that I need from you...

is a lecture on everything I should be.

You can stay here.

Abigail will set you up
in the guest quarters.

You're a good man, Sam.

- Ah, Mr. Hancock.
- Governor.

Welcome.
How is it with our problem?

- Resolved.

So soon?

Good.

Please,
share a glass of wine with me.

Why, thank you.

Now, Governor,
I made a deal, you see.

- A deal? What sort of a deal?
- I have paid off Mr. Adams's debt.

You did what?

And in return, he has promised
to keep his mob under control.

- He's prom-
- He has promised-

I appointed Adams to
collect taxes for me, for the crown-

a noble profession.

And instead he gives the money
straight back to his deadbeat associates.

Then he eludes
my warrant for his arrest...

and leads an angry mob
to destroy my home.

And you reward him with immunity!

Governor, I have solved your problem.

Adams and his men
will not be bothering you anymore.

And where is your guarantee for that?

Do you realize what you've done?
How can you be so naive?

Governor, please.

Be off with you.

Oh, very well.

Good day.

Unbelievable!

Yes, sir.
I'm not sure that's quite prudent.

I'm the damn governor.

Anything I say or do is prudent.

Put it on the first ship.

- Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Lord North?

I have an urgent letter
from the colonies.

Get me Benjamin Franklin.

- Come in.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

Is there a problem, Mrs. Stevenson?

Oh, no, not at all, Dr. Franklin.

And what can I do for you,
Mrs. Stevenson?

You have a visitor downstairs.

Mmm.

I hope it's a shapely one.

He has the shape of a messenger
from parliament, if that's to your liking.

No.

My least favorite shape, indeed.

Dr. Franklin.

- Mrs. Stevenson?
- Hmm?

Perhaps you can come by
later this evening...

and give me a sponge bath.

Hmm. I was thinking instead...

that you could travel to Westminster
with the gentleman.

Oh, very well.

Your Excellency...

for every miscreant
or troublemaker in Boston...

there are a hundred tradesmen
and merchants loyal to the king.

Then why all this unrest?

Too many taxes and too little work.

People are hungry.

Ah. So they destroy
the governor's house?

If a populace isn't given
a chance to prosper...

why, then unrest,
and even violence, is inevitable.

Our sources tell us
of a charismatic leader involved.

Allow me to correspond
with my contacts in Massachusetts...

and I will gladly get
to the bottom of this unrest...

and put an end to it.

Is it true what they say about him?

- The drinking and the womanizing?
- I'm afraid so.

I find it hard to believe
Dr. Franklin is the best they've got.

Hmm.

He says he has everything in order?

All this unrest in the streets?

So he claims.

Then what could you possibly
need me for?

Because I don't believe a word
that drunk says.

General Gage, you know these people.

You've spent more time in America
than any Englishman ought to.

I do believe our best course of action is
for you to travel there and kill this unrest.

Colonists are like children.

When children misbehave,
they need to be disciplined.

And what does the king think?

The king can't be bothered with this.

- Well, I'm sorry. Neither can I.
- Now, Thomas-

This can be resolved
without my presence.

Send three warships
filled with reinforcements.

Have them establish a presence
and discipline in the city...

and then be done with it.

I'm not going back there.

We need a decree,
a new order for Boston.

What manner of decree,
Prime Minister?

An official act of parliament...

one authorizing any officer
of His Majesty's customs...

to enter into any house,
any shop, any warehouse...

and in case of resistance,
to break open doors or chests or trunks-

whatever need be-

in order to seize by force,
if necessary...

any kinds of goods or merchandise
whatsoever prohibited or uncustomed.

No duty shall go unpaid...

no transgression unpunished!

The city of Boston
will learn obedience yet.

Dr. Joseph Warren,
here for medical inspection.

Forward march!

Left, right. Left, right. Left, right. Left.

Left, right. Left, right. Left.

Regiment, halt!

Good.

I enrolled to see more exotic places.

If I'd wanted a dank and crowded city...

I'd have stayed in South London.

I suggest you get comfortable.

It sounds as though we'll see
a good few months here at least.

Maybe even years.

Good.

By the will of His Majesty, the king...

and by the order of Lord North...

you are assigned to the city of Boston.

Once billeted,
duties will be assigned.

Carry on.

- Left turn!

Impressive display.

Oh, very.

I haven't met the Englishman yet
who could last a Boston winter.

- They'll be gone soon enough.
- I don't think so.

I was just there. I heard them talking.
I don't think they're going anywhere.

Right flank! Right flank!
Move out, double quick.

Move, move, move, move, move!

- What is this?
- No!

- Mother.
- What do you want?

You're eight weeks behind
on payments.

No, please, sir.
We'll find the money somehow. Please.

You can tell that to the courts.
Take him away.

- Take your hands off her!
- Please don't take him!

- Leave her alone!
- No! Father!

You leave my son alone!
John, please!

No, Christopher!

Get your hands off!

You what?

Enough. Enough.

- Bloody drunk.

Leave him there.

I'm all right.

Why is this happening?

Inside, Christopher.

Move along.

Get in there.

Quick step! Up the plank.

Quickly!

Move.

Move to the stern.
Move, move, move.

As I understand it,
this ship hasn't declared its full freight.

Mr. Hancock and Governor Hutchinson
have a long-standing arrangement.

Hmm.

Do they now?

I regret to inform you that
that arrangement has now ended.

By order of the king,
all duties are to be paid in full...

with no exception.

This ship and its contents are now
the property of His Majesty, King George Ill.

Seize the ship.
Find the wine.

Every day my ship is impounded,
I am losing thousands of shillings.

Mr. Hancock-

You are to turn over the Liberty,
Governor, and pay me what I am owed.

Mr. Hancock, you seem to be confused
as to the nature of our relationship.

I am not confused, Governor.

I pay you...

and in return, you keep the customs
officials off of my back and my ships.

That is the arrangement
you had with my uncle.

That is the arrangement
that you have with me.

Well, Sam Adams
and his band of thugs...

seem to have put an end
to that relationship.

- We have a deal.
- A deal?

What's this about a deal?
There is no deal.

Just who do you think you are to me...

to the crown?

- You're nothing but a glorified smuggler.

I'm not a smuggler.

Then what are you, a businessman?
Then pay your taxes.

Everyone else does.
Why not you?

Look, I get what you're doing.

I understand,
with the delinquents and the riots.

I get it.

But if I'm made to pay
full duties on my cargo...

there is no way for me
to make any money.

- Do you understand?
- Well.

That would seem to be the case.

Ah! Mr. Adams.

Thank you for coming.

- This your warehouse?
- This is one of my warehouses, yes.

Looking a little spare.

Yes. Someone took my ship.

- Hutchinson?
- Mmm, yes. Hutchinson took my ship.

If you're looking for sympathy, I fear
you may have summoned the wrong man.

I'm not looking for sympathy.

Then what is it you want, Hancock?

Hutchinson has set me back,
but he has not shut me down.

The ship he took
is one of many in my fleet.

I have many more tons of cargo,
many more cases of wine...

waiting just beyond the horizon.

All right.
And what's that got to do with me?

I need a way
to get that cargo into the city...

without Hutchinson
and without paying taxes.

And you are going to help me.

You're being serious.

You owe me.

I don't recall there being
any strings to our deal.

I can pay.

Hmm.

I know there are many men
without work.

This could be very lucrative
for you all.

It is an opportunity.

You have the influence.

I have the money.

Why don't we combine our talents...

and enjoy the spoils together?

Hmm?

Make sure those sails
are as black as night.

We come in this way from the south,
behind the moonlight.

That will put us in shallow water.

Here.

Perfect.

Paul. How are you?

- Not bad, Sam.
- This is Captain Charles White.

I'd like you to meet
Mr. John Hancock.

The man with the deep pockets.

Mr. Revere, I am John Hancock.

And I would like to thank you
for letting us use your workshop.

Ah! Hell, for what you're paying for it,
you could've had the place.

I see you boys are expecting
some heavy lobsters this season.

Yes, it's promising
to be a banner year.

Well, if this little lobster hunt of yours
winds up...

with Thomas Hutchinson's house
being torn to the ground again...

the drinks are on me.

Thank you, Mr. Revere.

You're welcome.

Okay, men, we sail tonight.

Pull the anchor.
Let's get out of here.

Okay, men, shake out the sails.

Careful.

Easy!

Hello.

Oh, shit.

Smugglers.

- Fire a warning across their bow.
- Aye, sir.

Cannon one, fire.

- Shot at the bow.
- Are we damaged?

Warning shot only.

All right, men.

Prepare to be boarded.

Go steady.

Interesting choice of color
for your sails, Captain.

The glare off the white
hurts my eyes, sir.

To whom is this ship registered
and what is its cargo?

John Hancock, sir.

- And our cargo is-
- Madeira wine.

Molasses, sir.

Bring me to the hold.

We've claimed 20 crates of molasses.

And that's what you'll find.

- Light.
- Aye, sir.

It's got to be here somewhere.

Tear this hold apart
and find the wine.

- Search everything!
- Aye, sir.

- And everyone.
- Search the starboard hull.

Yes, sir.

Check that hatch.

Nothing here, sir.

These barrels- open them.

Aye, sir.

Nothing, sir. All clear.

We found nothing below.

Captain.

Get some proper sails.

Set oars. Shove off.

Christopher,
what are you doing here?

- Get back.
- Where's your mother?

- I'm helping Mr. Adams.
- You mean Sam?

He's giving me money.
I'm a lookout.

Lookout for what?

Halt.

Is there a problem?

Come here. Come here.

Lay down. Pretend to be sick.

Help!
Pretend you're sick.

Somebody, please!

Please, someone.

This boy is not well.
I need a packet of cathartic salts.

But, sir, I don't-

There's a storehouse a hundred yards
down the way. Go, now!

Good job.

Thank you, Joseph.
That was clever.

- What have you gotten yourself into now?
- Nothing.

Nothing?

Why don't you get on home, Chris.

Hey.

Nice work.

You don't think I know that look?

The one that is constantly
getting you in trouble.

They're coming back.

- Let's move it in.

That's good, boys.

Come! Move ahead!

Everything all right?

Good lad.

Bravo!

Bravo.

How much of this
do you think you can handle?

- How much do you have?

We'll have fronts here,
here and here.

We'll run merchandise from our stockroom
to the sites along these routes.

How do we know who's on the inside?

We'll have a signal.

- Paul?
- Yeah, I can help with that.

Here's how it'll work.

Pickups will happen at the same time
every morning, say 10:00.

The coin is the key.

We load the merchandise here.

Hyah!

Head straight through town.
Don't avoid checkpoints.

Halt!

We want this happening
right under their noses.

Seen enough?

Move on.

How are we, lads?

Documentation of taxation.
All in order.

Might take a wee cup yourself,
would you?

Thank you kindly, sir.

The devil's in the details, huh?

Each shop will have a back room.

Stock the shelves. The merchants
themselves will act as our distributors.

For a small cut of the profits, of course.

Then all we have to do
is recruit customers.

Anybody with one of these coins
is one of us.

And, Kelly, I can't think of anyone
better for collections than you.

Welcome!

Welcome.

Ladies and gentlemen...

it is my pleasure to welcome you all...

to this occasion...

to mark the birthday
of our glorious King George.

- Hear! Hear!

Um... the king!

The king!

- Please enjoy.

- Miss Garth, how are you?
- Mr. Hancock.

I'm so pleased you could attend.

You're looking very beautiful.

- I know it.
- You're resplendent.

- Mr. Hancock.
- Ah, Governor.

Walk with me.
About that business with your ship.

Everyone needs to learn a lesson
some time. That was just your turn.

- Indeed.
- Lovely celebration, John.

- Ebenezer, how are you?
- I'm good, my friend. Thank you.

I am so pleased
you could both attend.

You and your beautiful wife.

- What a pleasure.
- It's a delight to be here.

- Please enjoy.
- Why, thank you, John.

- You seem to have landed on your feet.
- The suit is absolutely wonderful.

Why, thank you.

- Governor.
- Hello, John.

What do you have going on?

Um, I'm just a man
going about his trade.

- Really?
- Governor.

Joshua, a moment.

Well, perhaps we can discuss
that trade later.

- It seems full of opportunities.
- Indeed.

Joshua.

Governor.

- How'd you get in here?
- Kelly let me in.

Dr. Warren,
are you in on this as well?

In on what?

Mr. Adams striking back
at the Redcoats.

Oh, is that what Mr. Adams
is doing here?

Yeah. I mean,
it's not right what they're doing-

Chris, why don't you
take this home to your mom.

Thanks.

- See you tomorrow morning.
- See you then.

Thanks.

So you're running
an underground market?

Well, we've all got
to make some money.

Sam, since when
have you cared about money?

It's not about money
for that little boy.

And he is just a boy, Sam.

He doesn't know
that any of this is illegal.

What is?

Putting food on the table?

Well, if it is,
then maybe it shouldn't be.

Are you gonna help us with this, or what?
Are you just going to stand there?

Cheers.

Hey, you brought one
for the doctor too.

That's a job for you.

Well, you look about ready.

- I want in.
- Do I know you?

I just want a coin.

Come on. We're Irish.

Right?

Keep that safe.

Good man.

As far as I can tell, there are
at least 20 shops in the ring.

Mmm.

Solomon, Mr. Whittier needs
to be compensated for his fine work.

What now, sir?

Let's shut them down.

- Move it, move it, move it!

Clear the streets!

Go! Move!

Open up, in the name of the king!

Come on. Move it! Move, move!

Tear the place apart, men!

Open that door.
Break it down!

In there! Go!

Move on. Come with me!

Look what you've done!
Everything's ruined!

It's a disaster.

A travesty.

They'll be coming for us next.

You knew what you were
getting yourself into.

You came to me, remember?

At least I know Hutchinson has a price.

Although this time,
it will be very, very expensive.

Yes, it will.

He's shut down every shop
that isn't run by a loyalist.

If you're not a tried and true Tory,
you don't eat.

Well, maybe the whole thing
will just blow over.

If we grease some wheels,
Hutchinson will calm down.

London will forget about us.

We should just get the market
up and running again.

No. No. We need something... else.

Something like what?

Like...

a boycott.

A boycott?

Yes.

Of all the Tory shops
loyal to the king.

Why?

So the people
won't buy from them. So-

So they'll know to buy only from us.

Yes, but nobody knows it's us.

No, we just need to lay low for a while.

I think the whole thing will just blow over.

Getting the markets up and running again-
that is the most important thing.

Yes, and in the meantime, Sam...

just don't do anything.

Good evening.

It's disgraceful.

Troublemakers tearing Boston up.

Indeed.

Gentlemen, please.

What are you doing?

We are getting away with this.
Are you trying to get caught?

I'm doing what we set out to do.

No. You're not.

You want to keep making money,
don't you?

You want to keep living
that privileged life of yours.

Yes, of course I do.
But this is business.

Let's not go making it political.

You try so hard...

but it doesn't matter
how many parties you throw...

it doesn't matter how rich you are...

you will never be British.

You have so much integrity...

don't you?

But without me and my money...

you would be rotting
in a jail cell right now.

At least I know which side I'm on.

Why does there have to be sides?

Because there are.

You are playing a very dangerous game.

You are headed down a road
that you will not be able to come back from.

Maybe it isn't a game.

Then that is even worse.

You need to stop this, Sam...

and you need to stop this now.

As his friend...

can I urge you
to make him see reason?

I wonder, would you believe
to look at me, Mr. Hancock...

that I was a man of property once?

My family- my wife and our girl Aiden.

Seven years of age and wild as wind.

We had a farm- almost 10 acres.

But we hit hard times.
Didn't we all?

Sam's father had an idea.

He started a bank for the colonists.

No one had ever tried
a thing like that before.

He dug into his own pockets
and he gave us all loans...

because we had land...

and land should mean something, right?

Well, Hutchinson and his cronies
didn't like this one bit-

the colonists making their own way.

Well, how dare they!

So they rolled in and spouted out
some legal shite about the king's will...

and they shut the whole thing down.

And Sam Senior, he lost everything.

And it drove him into his early grave.

And his boy, well, he could only stand
and watch the whole thing.

Sam- there's nothing he could've done.

He's a good man,
just as his father was.

Always trying to help people
wherever he could.

And he shielded my family from things
and people in this world...

when I could not.

He gave us money, yes.
He gave us jobs.

But more than anything,
he gave us an opportunity.

Just like you did, Mr. Hancock.

And I don't even think
that you realize that.

You see...

here's the thing about Sam.

He never keeps a penny for himself.

Tory! Tory! Tory!

Tory! Tory! Tory!

Tory! Tory! Tory! Tory!

Tory! Tory! Tory!

It seems Mr. Lillie
is hard of hearing.

Show him what we think.

- Get out of here, you cowards!

No! I have done nothing! No!

You have been tried and found guilty
by your fellow citizens.

Now accept your punishment.

He's just trying to run his business
and feed his family.

- You leave him alone.
- Go to hell!

How dare you bring your child to this!
What kind of mother are you?

What did you say to her?

Are you just going to stand there
and let them get away with this?

We're not looking
to escalate the situation, sir.

- Like a wee terrier dog. Look at him!
- That's outrageous! Look at these animals!

- What did you say?
- Oh!

Back!

What'll you do, shoot us all?

Get after him, fellas!

Come on out!

Traitor!

What's happening?

Tess, get down!

- Step out!
- Open the door now!

Go away, all of you!

Disperse, I said!

Leave us alone!

You can't hide in your house all night!

You see what you've done!

Get out! Get him out!

Last chance, or I'll fire!

- Tess!

Somebody get Dr. Warren! Now!

Oh, my God.

How dare you show your face
out here today.

I merely wish to pay my respects and to
tell the family how sad I am for their loss.

You already threw the father in prison.

And now you've snuck away the man
who killed their child.

London's the only place
where he can get a fair trial.

You know that's bullshit.

The boy's blood stains your hand
far more than mine, Mr. Adams.

You know,
I could have had you all arrested.

Perhaps I should.

Sam.

There's rioting in the square, Sam.

He was just a boy, John.

Yes.

And there's nothing that you can do
that will bring him back now.

How is this not affecting you?

- Why are you not angry?
- Please!

This has gone too far.

It has to end now.

This is just the beginning.

Get off!

Out of the way!
Clear the way! Out of the way!

Move!

Clear the way!

Governor! Is this what you want?

Hold your fire.
Do not shoot!

Hold your fire.

We will not tolerate your threats,
by command of the king!

On the next Sons of Liberty.

Everything needs to calm down,
Mr. Adams.

Your advice was respectfully noted.

These colonists are committing treason.

They are thugs and outlaws.

Is nothing to be done
to quash this insurrection?

General Gage,
I'm Governor Thomas Hutchinson.

Your service as governor
has concluded.

They're colonists.

And all of you will be treated
however I see fit...

until you learn to submit to your king.

Gage has an endless supply of weapons...

trained soldiers, a navy.

- Doesn't that scare the hell out of you?
- Yes.

Mr. Hancock,
I'm relieving you of your house.

This is outrageous! General!

General Gage is a cancer.

And like a cancer, he brings with him
only suffering and death.

Who is that?

George Washington.

War is coming,
but Boston is on its own for now.

- What would you have us do?
- Resist.

If we're going to take back Boston,
we're going to need a lot of manpower.

A lot of weapons.

And you actually witnessed Samuel Adams
and John Hancock leading this army?

- Yes, sir.
- Good. I want to see them both hanged.

Aren't you afraid?

It's been a long while
since I've felt this alive.

Not another inch of this field
will you take!

What business calls for you
to leave the town at such a late hour?

I'm a colonial scout for an armed resistance
against the tyranny of the British crown.

- Is that so?
- Yeah.