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(GIRLS LAUGHING)

(CHATTERING)

(BELL CLANGING)

Highness.

Word has just come of a Spanish merchant ship,

becalmed, helpless, off the coast of Tangiers.

Our men are ready to strike.

Then why don't they strike?

They wait for Barbarossa to lead them.

Let them wait. There will be other ships.

Now.

Which ungrateful baggage?

COURTIER: The most recent.

The one you were to wed tomorrow.

The gift of His Highness, the Sultan of Annan.

How lovely.

How understandable.

But how unfortunate for Barbarossa.

GIRL: Barbarossa.

Is that his name?

That was his name.

Find that red-bearded sea captain of mine

and deliver him to the executioner.

(CHATTERING)

Helmsman! Dog of a slave!

You deliberately put my ship into these windless and treacherous waters.

I have as little control over the winds and the tides

as I do over my own life behind this wheel.

Silence his insolent tongue!

CAPTAIN: If this calm would only lift.

(WHIP CRACKING)

(PEG LEG GRUNTING)

Of all the infernal waters in which to be caught without any wind!

RENZO: At least the pirates of Tangiers

cannot attack us in this calm.

CAPTAIN: I prefer my chances with a full sail.

Throw him in the hold with the rest of the scum.

One move and he dies.

Cut him loose.

Where you bound?

CAPTAIN: The Carribees, the Spanish island of Tortuga.

Your cargo?

Prisoners of Spain to be sold as slaves for gold.

Good. I can use both.

You. You know the course to the Carribees?

I've sailed it twice. Once as a buccaneer.

Again as a slave behind this wheel.

Would you sail it again as a free man?

PEG LEG: It would give me great satisfaction.

Release the prisoners. Bring them on deck.

Release them.

This is all of them.

I'm the new master of this ship.

My name is Barbarossa.

MAN 1: Barbarossa. MAN 2: Barbarossa.

Captain...

The world, my unfortunate friends, is an oyster.

Open it, you'll find happiness, freedom, wealth,

all glistening in one small pearl.

Yours for the taking.

MAN: He's right.

But it takes strong arms, stout hearts

and sharp knives to cut loose this pearl.

That's piracy.

This blackguard's head is wanted by every navy in the seven seas.

Listen to this cutthroat and you'll all die on the torture racks.

Men!

I have suffered the torture racks.

I'll take my chances with Barbarossa.

Which will it be? Your weapons are there.

Slavery or freedom by any name?

Freedom! Freedom!

(ALL SHOUTING)

(MEN CLAMORING)

(PEG LEG LAUGHING)

(BELL RINGING)

We hope, Captain, you find piracy

as agreeable as your last position.

Life is a series of positions

that merely fluctuate with time.

Ah, but the Sultan's harem.

He had the finest taste in the world.

And the most ungenerous mind.

PEG LEG: But this was the Sultan's favorite wife.

Oh, no, my friend, you do not understand.

This was a new addition.

A pretty young flower he was to have wed.

He allowed her to stagnate for four whole days in the harem.

My curiosity was merely greater than the Sultan's.

Well, I shall enjoy revisiting the Carribees.

Oh, you've been there before?

I was born there.

Then you're Spanish.

My mother was French,

my father, a Spanish privateer

who interrupted her journey to marry the Governor of San Domingue.

She was born a countess,

died a slave.

And you, Barbarossa?

I was trained to pull an oar in a galley,

until a lucky storm washed me ashore at Tangiers

and into the service of the Sultan of Morocco.

The rest I know.

Because of you, Tangiers has become a coast to avoid.

(MEN SHOUTING)

Renzo Pescara, the first mate.

He was hiding. During the whole fight.

See, there is not a scar on him.

Does your courage depend on numbers?

Are you strong only when you hold a whip over helpless men?

I use my courage where it'll do me the most good.

You have the face of a rogue and a tongue to match.

What'll we do with him?

Uh, the brine of the sea may add salt to his courage.

Throw him overboard.

Wait.

You say you were first mate of this ship?

I was first mate of this ship.

I've been captain of many in the service

of His Majesty, the King of Spain

before I was broken.

Why were you broken?

I couldn't account for some booty taken in His Majesty's name.

I couldn't account for some booty, either.

You've just been promoted from death.

Oh, but, Captain, he... We need experienced sailors.

You won't regret this.

Regrets can always be buried.

But first we have business with the French Governor of San Domingue.

San Domingue?

I thought we sailed for Tortuga.

This whole galley of slaves was destined there.

We shall not disappoint them.

We'll deliver the slaves.

But first we visit the French.

We have need of allies,

and the French, I think, will be glad to commission us as a privateer.

Set the course. San Domingue then Tortuga.

PEG LEG: Aye, aye, sir.

Good night, gentlemen.

Captain Delgado.

Are the slaves ready for delivery?

Ready, Captain.

Loose enough?

You know your orders.

Careful.

I am Captain Romero, sir.

You are welcome to Tortuga.

Captain Don Delgado of the Santa Margarita.

You may deliver the prisoners for inspection.

First, there is a matter of money.

The money, Captain, is waiting for you

after the inspection of the prisoners.

Four hundred pieces of gold.

Only 400 pieces of gold for 60 slaves?

Fit and fat?

That was the price.

Those were my orders from the Governor.

I shall have to have a talk with your Governor.

Show Captain Delgado the way.

Mmm-hmm.

Might help.

(PEG LEG LAUGHING)

Much better.

May I? I insist.

(LAUGHING)

BARBAROSSA: Lovely.

Absolutely lovely.

What are you doing here?

How dare you?

Senorita, the Sultan's harem has just faded from my memory.

Who are you?

Barb... Captain Don Delgado.

You must be insane, Captain.

No, no. Just a poor wretch of a sailor

who's dreamed of a woman like you for 60 salty, celibate days.

You are insane, Captain. No again.

To begin with, I only came here

to relieve the unhappy ancient

that presides over this mudhole

of some of his ill-gotten riches.

I take it you mean the Governor.

The Governor can wait.

But you...

Where can I find you later?

You'll have no difficulty in finding me later.

Good, you lucky, lovely creature.

You're the first woman I've looked at since I landed.

And the last.

If you behave yourself sensibly,

and I'm sure you will.

You silly little wench, call these dolts off before you get into trouble.

Oh, trouble?

I have an appointment with the Governor.

How interesting, Captain.

He's waiting for me now.

Take this man to his appointment.

I... I only meant it as an improvement.

And who is this man?

This man came with him, Excellency.

Excellency?

In my father's absence, I am entrusted

with the governing of Tortuga.

You know, Captain,

your posture, your actions and the attitude of your tongue

are as strange as the ship you command.

Now, what account can you give for the absence of a Spanish crew?

His Majesty's Governor-General in Havana will answer for my loyalties.

I demand my release!

You demand? Captain.

I suggest our immediate departure for Havana.

An excellent suggestion.

Take command of his ship

and see that the good Captain is returned to his Excellency, the Governor-General.

We will find out just who these men really are.

Under the circumstances, however,

I shall have to refuse to deliver the slaves.

Refuse?

I reject your right to take them from me!

Reject? Captain.

I suggest...

ALIDA: You suggest?

I have no further suggestions.

Bring the slaves here, instantly.

And take them out of my sight, both of them.

Your slaves present a happier picture than you will

when you face the Governor-General, Captain.

Now? Now.

(WHISTLING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Remember, I warned you about the slaves.

You're very clever.

It's an old ruse.

The Greeks used the identical strategy to capture Troy.

Only they used a wooden horse, I used shackles.

And now, if you're quite finished, I demand my release.

Demand?

Which reminds me,

did you find Captain Romero?

No, Master.

Did you look everywhere? He managed to escape.

He'll take a warning to Havana.

Your laughter will change its tone when

Captain Salcedo comes to look for you.

Captain Salcedo? Who is this Salcedo?

Grandson of the Governor-General. Fiance of the Countess here.

Fiance?

It is well known. Their marriage was arranged in Spain.

Arranged?

Pray tell me, what manner of man is this

that can find so much in one woman

that he will play the role of fiance?

A man whose exploits in the Carribees speak for themselves.

Mmm-hmm. Man of importance.

We shall demand a dowry for the safe return to your ardent swain.

She's worth 100,000 gold pieces. Mmm.

He will pay it, gladly.

But you won't live to enjoy it.

We will see.

Meantime, put this precious jewel in a safe setting.

(MEN LAUGHING)

DATU: Let me go!

PEG LEG: Barbarossa!

Let me go! Put me down!

BARBAROSSA: What have we here?

I am spokesman for the prisoners your arrival has liberated.

Then you better liberate him, Peg Leg.

(MEN LAUGHING)

Thank you, Excellency.

My name is Barbarossa. Barbarossa?

You've heard of me? No, but I am grateful for your existence.

(MEN LAUGHING)

The prisoners chose an honest spokesman.

What's your name? Datu, born in slavery.

I pull a good oar in a galley.

I have no doubt you do.

How many men do you bring us?

Upward of 80.

This means more men to share with, more men to take care of.

And more ships.

But our strength lies in being able to strike and run fast.

Our strength lies in being strong enough to hold our ground.

He is right. Thank you.

Listen, Red Beard,

the harbor of Santa Maria across the island

is always plentiful with ships.

And Spaniards? Not too many.

Datu, you're a valuable addition to my staff.

Take a man and scout the harbor of Santa Maria. Datu will guide you.

Be quick about it. We cannot risk delay.

Romero will alert the entire garrison in Havana.

Ramon.

There, there, Father. Forgive me, Your Excellency,

but I must protest again.

Captain Salcedo's plan to rescue the Countess Alida is pointless.

Pointless! Is this beggar Barbarossa to go unpunished?

I'm afraid your grandson's natural concern for the Countess

is affecting his judgment as a soldier.

My dear Goiti, we're fully aware of your worth as a soldier.

But it is evident that your rise from the common ranks

hasn't educated you in the manners of a gentleman.

My education has proven itself on the battlefield.

In the courts of His Majesty, I was taught

to prize the honor and safety of a lady

higher than your easy conquests of a few French islands.

If you will excuse a commoner's bluntness,

this pirate will undoubtedly demand a ransom.

Such payment does not require the use of His Majesty's fleet.

Your Excellency, it is my understanding

that Barbarossa has been commissioned a French privateer.

When I return with the Countess,

I will present the good Captain with this pirate's head.

This buccaneer may prize his head above your noble lineage.

Enough! Enough of this bickering!

My son, please!

Captain Goiti, His Excellency is ailing.

Yes, I'm sick. I'm dying.

Your Excellency, we've presumed enough on your illness.

By your leave, I will take the fleet to Tortuga.

Go, go. Take the fleet.

And will you cease challenging my authority?

I have never challenged His Excellency's authority

nor doubted his love for his grandson.

The King's business can wait.

There are more guns in the fort.

See that none are left behind.

It'll take days to load everything you want.

Salcedo's fleet will be arriving shortly.

Let that unhappy thought speed your efforts.

SAILOR 1: Hey, Barbarossa!

SAILOR 2: Welcome, Barbarossa.

Oh, Captain, we stowed the gun powder in the hold.

Good. And I might add,

it sits more comfortably than we did as prisoners.

And the Countess?

Oh, I gave her the first mate's cabin.

I think I'll go and accept her thanks.

(LAUGHING)

ALIDA: Come in.

Well, comfortable?

No!

I warn you again, every indignity I suffer

will be returned a thousand-fold by Captain Salcedo.

What man among my crew has offered you grief?

Name him, I'll have him flogged. You!

Me? Yes, you.

Look at this foul hole you're confining me in.

It's clean.

It isn't big enough to hold your self-opinion.

Oh, a thousand pardons, milady. I'm sorry.

My mind must have been slipping.

Would the guest quarters on our ship satisfy you?

It will suffice until Captain Salcedo comes here

to chop you into carrion for the vultures.

After you, milady.

I don't think you'll be quite so smug

when you and that red beard of yours

dangle from a Spanish yardarm.

This way, milady.

You wouldn't dare.

You must admit, it has the space you demanded.

Although your slaves, when they occupied these quarters,

there were a few too many of them to fully appreciate the size of the room.

Take me back to my cabin!

When you've learned some manners.

When you say, "Barbarossa, may I please return to my quarters?"

I will never say it. You will say it on your bended knee.

Never! And with feeling.

Never, never!

Then accustom yourself to the size of your new quarters.

(SCREAMS)

Ouch!

You steal everything, don't you?

Remember, on your knees

and with feeling.

There are many things I will remember.

(MEN LAUGHING)

Barbarossa, Barbarossa, come here!

Look what we found in Santa Maria.

(MEN LAUGHING)

BARBAROSSA: What is it?

SAILOR: We searched the town for the largest and most important house.

And right in the middle of the largest room, we found him.

Eating bananas.

And he won't talk. Not a word.

May I make a suggestion?

If you please.

Build a slow fire under the cargo, about there.

I feel that that would chart Santa Maria like a talking compass.

Sounds like an interesting suggestion.

Pablo! Torch.

BARBAROSSA: Talk.

I'll have you know that I'm Mayor of Santa Maria

by appointment of the Governor-General.

Sounds like we're reaching the seat of matters.

(SCREAMING)

We've reached it!

I still can't understand your preferring this to the first mate's cabin.

I'd rather wither and die here

than submit to that pompous, insolent barbarian.

Oh, my poor Santa Maria.

He will destroy my beautiful city.

Santa Maria.

Is that where he plans to attack?

Yes.

By the most painful means you have ever known,

he wormed out of me the military weakness of our fair city.

Oh, if I could only get free to warn them.

Or if I could get free,

escape to warn Captain Salcedo.

Yes.

So, that red-bearded cutthroat wants romance, does he?

Barbarossa!

You're not inviting him here? Yes, I'll find some way to get free.

Barbarossa!

Oh, that smug wretch.

Barbarossa!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Please, Barbarossa, may I return?

Please?

Why the sudden change of mind?

See, I am begging, on my knees

and with feeling.

Well, a bargain's a bargain.

I have been a silly little dolt, haven't I?

Perhaps I was a little overbearing myself.

I think I could learn to like a man who is forceful.

You shall have endless opportunities after I take Santa Maria.

Such boundless confidence, Captain.

Confidence is essential to any victory, milady.

As to Santa Maria, we're grateful to your friend, the Mayor,

for some very special information.

But I hope you will be my guest at the victory banquet.

I can't think of anything I'd like better.

(MEN LAUGHING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

*(MUSIC PLAYING)

(MEN LAUGHING)

Go ahead, Barbarossa.

Join her! Dance with her!

It's an old seafaring custom, milady.

My men expect it of me.

Do you mind?

Not at all.

I can't expect to change all of your piratical customs

in one day.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Is Barbarossa so in love with the Countess

that he finds all else uninteresting?

Love. Ah!

The Countess is merely a prisoner of great value.

The prisoner is very beautiful.

She was deep in the jungle when I caught her.

Good work, Renzo.

I was hoping you were beginning to enjoy my company.

I will enjoy it when you are stretched

to the four winds on a torture rack.

Your hands, they're bleeding. Those men hurt you.

They were only doing your work.

You could easily have died out there in the jungle.

At least I would have cheated you

out of the gold you price me at.

The gold would have been a small loss.

Small as your existence.

As small as everything you stand for.

Perhaps you can tell me what I do stand for.

You're a pirate.

A man is many things.

To the Sultan of Morocco, I'm an outcast.

To the French, an ally.

To you, a pirate.

To them, a savior.

RENZO: Barbarossa.

The boy we left as lookout in Tortuga brings word of the Spanish.

Their fleet has arrived.

Soldier, tell me about their fleet.

Her bridegroom seeks his bride.

Captain Salcedo. I warned you.

He'll be here next.

We're leaving.

Make the necessary arrangements.

Aye, aye, sir.

I'm afraid we shall have to disappoint your fiance.

There will be no wedding.

So you're running away.

Merely to prolong our association.

You need time to recognize my hidden values.

Your values are as shallow as your excuses for cowardice.

Perhaps you're right.

Perhaps I am looking for an excuse.

Perhaps I am hoping that someday you'll thank me

for saving you from the boredom of Salcedo.

How dare you?

How much longer must I submit to your conceit?

How long do you intend to trade on my helplessness?

Helplessness?

Renzo!

I shall make my demands upon your bridegroom immediately.

Renzo!

Only I will not ask for 100,000 pieces of gold.

You're not worth it.

I'll ask for only 50,

and I doubt if even Salcedo will think you worth that.

He would pay 10 times that. We will see.

And more!

We will see.

SALCEDO: Fifty thousand gold pieces?

Yes, Your Excellency, 50,000.

To be delivered by the Capitano alone.

The demand is preposterous!

It is still cheaper than your fruitless trips to Tortuga and Santa Maria.

Or is it your wish to employ the entire Spanish fleet

to settle your marital yearnings?

Your insolent tongue has gone far enough! Jose!

You wish to give me a lesson in manners? Enough!

Enough, both of you.

May I advise that the ransom be paid

and we resume our war against France.

Your Excellency, Barbarossa has already seized

two of our Spanish ships as a French privateer.

By destroying him we are waging war against France.

That is true. That is true.

This Barbarossa, what manner of man is he?

Well, let me see. He's, uh...

It would take hours to do him justice.

Is he misshapen? No, no, he's magnificent.

All women swoon in his presence.

The Countess, where is she?

The torture rack will provide the information I want.

My master has similar plans for the Countess

if I do not return immediately

and in one piece.

GOITI: I fear, Your Excellency,

your grandson's emotions are dimming his intelligence.

I advise you to accept Barbarossa's demands.

You advise anything that would diminish me and add to your luster,

to have me pay instead of fight.

But Barbarossa's demand that you go alone may be a trap.

Oh, no, no, no, no, senora.

My master is very sensitive in matters of the heart.

He thinks it fitting that the Capitano bring her home.

However, if he is afraid...

Perhaps Barbarossa would accept me in your place.

I'm sorry to have to disappoint you.

By your leave, Excellency.

Your Excellency.

Captain.

Follow him.

How much farther?

Only a little way.

The Condesa speaks of you endlessly, Capitan Salcedo.

And most highly.

It'll be a good marriage.

I must confess my master was more than attracted to the Condesa.

But he could not shake you loose from her mind.

Your courtship must have been...

Must have been, uh, most ardent.

My courtship with the Countess is no concern of yours.

So true, Capitano, so true.

Only the gold.

I trust it was carefully counted?

Yes!

Well?

They're still alone. Only about two kilometers ahead.

We'll proceed more slowly.

We are arrived.

Well?

They will be here shortly, Capitano.

(HORSE APPROACHING)

Alida.

Are you all right?

Yes, of course.

Where are the others, the rest of this cutthroat crew?

I have the honor of representing that cutthroat crew, Captain.

He is alone?

Don't let my singularity sway your good judgment, Captain.

Let us complete our peaceful mission of exchange.

Yes, Capitano, the gold.

We have far to go and sometimes

Barbarossa becomes impatient, very.

Then hurry back to your peasant dog

and tell him there will be no gold.

Oh? So there will be no gold.

I seem to remember Barbarossa said

that you would not consider the Countess worth even 50,000.

Give him the gold, Jose.

Give the barbarian his gold.

I think if you paid Barbarossa even one piece of gold,

he would consider that he had bested you in the bargain.

Pay it all, Jose. Pay it all, please.

Tell Barbarossa, Captain Salcedo

does not bargain with pirates.

Pay him, Jose. And tell this misbegotten creature

if he ever crosses my path, I'll crush him

like a worm, underfoot.

Why don't you tell him yourself, Captain?

I am Barbarossa.

(GRUNTS)

I hope you're as wrong about his swordsmanship

as you were about his paying the gold.

Try mine.

(SWORDS CLINKING)

Peg Leg!

Put your hands behind the tree.

Tie him.

Countess, your scarf.

You'll pay for this.

But I am always willing to pay.

(GRUNTS)

You'll regret you didn't kill me when you had the chance.

I admire the way he always thinks of you first, Countess.

Alida knows I would die for her.

Oh, no, you would kill for her,

but you would not die for her.

His love for you is not as great

as the cold comfort of his gold.

Now you have lost both

until you come to take them back.

(LAUGHING)

Release him, quickly.

And now, my noble Captain,

I'm anxious to see the pirate's head you promised me.

I notice you timed your arrival to avoid a meeting with him.

ROMERO: Captain, look.

Look.

Windward Bay.

Obviously your fiancee is no longer concerned with your health.

What do you mean?

She's inviting you to a second encounter with Barbarossa.

And your first, my braggart Captain.

Next time I shall arrange that you arrive in time to meet him.

Barbarossa,

Peg Leg, welcome.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Cheer up, Countess.

I think you'll find more warmth at Windward Bay

than you will with your fiance.

Why didn't you leave me with him?

I feel I should deliver you to a man

who values your charms more than his gold.

I notice you didn't spurn the gold.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Your new home.

So you failed.

Failed?

You brought her back.

Also the gold.

Barbarossa!

Barbarossa!

Datu.

You did well, Barbarossa, but I have done even better.

Oh, your scouting mission uncovered a treasure?

Nothing so rare as your lady.

But two fat Spanish galleons.

Wonderful. Where?

Forty leagues south of here.

Also, a score of galley slaves

who would help us acquire them.

We shall add to our fleet.

Peg Leg, see to our ships.

Aye, aye, sir.

We've been lucky so far.

RENZO: Why attack two ships?

Why not wait until we have the advantage?

See to our ships.

This time I shall enjoy meeting the Spanish.

This time you will stay at Windward Bay.

But Red Beard...

No, the women need help in constructing

shelters to house our growing wealth.

Women!

I shall be pleased to stay and lose sight of you.

I shall be pleased to keep an eye on you.

You're traveling with me.

Like overripe plums.

(CANNONS FIRING)

Stand by to board.

Starboard!

Board!

Stand by to drop anchor.

Stand by to drop anchor!

Barbarossa.

DATU: Barbarossa.

Barbarossa.

Who did this?

Tell me, who?

The--The Spanish.

Salcedo and Goiti.

They wouldn't believe she wasn't here.

They killed without reason.

Women and the babies.

They left me for dead.

Do everything you can for him.

This raises the price of your freedom.

From now on the Spanish will not have to look for me.

I shall find them.

Raid after raid,

he strikes our small garrisons and is gone like a ghost.

As your late grandfather's successor,

I want results, not excuses.

I've deployed our forces everywhere to trap him,

but he continues to elude me to avoid a direct encounter, Your Excellency.

Our advice from Spain is that you had such an encounter, Captain.

A face to face encounter with this pirate.

Does Your Excellency, the Governor,

have any other plan to suggest?

Well, I wasn't going to bring it up at this time, but,

His Majesty feels that a change in authority will prove a tonic.

Captain Goiti, I have the pleasure

of announcing your promotion to General.

You'll take command of His Majesty's forces in the Carribees.

Your Excellency.

Were you about to request a return to Spain, Captain?

Or are you going to toast the General's promotion?

(CLINKING)

To our General.

To our General.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Fellow citizens of Windward Bay,

through our recent adventuring

we have all prospered greatly in worldly goods.

But it now appears some of you are not content

with the perils of the high seas,

but are foolish enough to contemplate marriage.

Those so disposed, join hands.

As former sea captain of the Sultan of Morocco,

as captain of the Santa Margarita,

as your appointed chief,

I declare that you are wed.

(ALL CHEERING)

And remember,

there'll be no trading.

Was it all right?

A very impressive ceremony.

And very dignified, too.

Thank you.

I think it was disgraceful.

No more disgraceful than the marriage

you were willing to go through with.

A cold-blooded arrangement made while you were still in the cradle,

having nothing to do with the heart.

Ha! Now you think you can read my heart.

I should have left you with Salcedo.

You deserve him.

You're no better than he is.

He was willing to lose me for gold,

you're willing to sell me for gold.

Must you two always end up like husband and wife?

(MEN CLAMORING)

SAILOR 1: A barrel of rum for the winner!

SAILOR 2: Antonio!

SAILOR 3: Come on, Antonio!

Antonio!

(MEN LAUGHING)

I told you I'd win.

Drown your sorrows.

Which one? Oh, the bright one.

Oh, that one. That's Polaris.

It's the North Star.

It sits comfortably on the tip of the tail of the bear.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

There's an awful lot of them to learn, Peg Leg.

Yes, I know.

But all together they form a blanket of protection for the traveler.

You learn them well, son,

and you can navigate any sea, cross any land.

Countess, Barbarossa sends his respects.

He will dine with you. Be ready within the hour.

Tell the master I shall be ready.

...and then when he kisses his wife to go aboard ship,

I take my leave!

(ALL LAUGHING)

Well? She will be ready.

(ALL CHATTERING)

*(MUSIC PLAYING)

Get out!

BARBAROSSA: Get out.

I'll attend to you later.

Stay, all of you.

This is my tent and these are my guests.

Get out! No.

These are free men.

Didn't you set them free?

Or are they free only to do your bidding?

A coarse manner doesn't become you.

What manner does become a slave?

Or am I not to be shared equally,

along with 50,000 gold pieces, among your conquering heroes?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

*(MUSIC PLAYING)

No.

Go, all of you.

(CRYING)

You are wrong, Barbarossa, to blame her.

You cannot wall in a free spirit.

Her actions cannot be masked by pretty phrases.

You've said enough!

I must speak.

A man is still a slave who is afraid to speak his heart.

I... I'm sorry for you.

Sorry for me?

Because you will not admit your love.

What difference would it make?

Besides, she hates me.

I like a good hater.

They love unreasonably.

I should have left her with Salcedo.

And perhaps you should have left his gold with him.

That money may mean a wealth of happiness to you,

if you spend it in the right quarter.

What do you mean?

Return Salcedo's gold to him.

Let him have it.

What good would that do?

Haven't you heard her often enough?

Doesn't her conversation always come back to the same bitter end?

In her heart, in her mind, she means only gold to you.

The gold is Salcedo's loss.

And perhaps your loss, too,

if you seek happiness with her.

So let me return it.

For your own happiness, Barbarossa, let me return it.

All right, Peg Leg.

See that the gold is returned tomorrow.

Tonight, I'll tell the Countess.

I'm sure she'll be very happy.

Quiet.

I've arranged your escape to Havana.

You?

I have bribed two men to guide you.

The boat is small but safe.

You must leave here immediately.

Why are you doing this?

Because I have no wish to end my life on the hangman's gallows.

With your help, I could return to Spain with a full pardon.

You want me to plead your pardon?

I want your word for my safe conduct to Spain.

Or would you prefer to remain here with Barbarossa?

You have my word. I will go with you.

No. I will follow when you're safely on your way.

Wait.

Through there. My men will guide you.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Is the Countess alone now?

Yeah, she's in there.

But he was her friend.

How could she?

Now who will point to the beauty

he could find in every moment?

I've searched the whole camp.

She's gone and with our gold.

I warned you to guard her more carefully.

Assemble our forces.

Prepare our ships.

We sail tonight.

And our destination?

Her destination, Havana.

I will destroy Havana and everybody in it.

You cannot attack Havana.

Do as I say!

This time, I go with you.

Yes, Datu.

This time you go with me.

We will land our forces outside Havana tonight.

All the ships are ready to anchor.

Signal our men and equipment to land.

Aye, aye, sir.

When we strike the shore our ships will withdraw to North Bay and wait.

But if we have to fall back, North Bay's a full day's march from Havana.

And the last place the Spanish would look for our fleet.

We attack at dawn.

Over the side, men.

Lash that cannon!

Yes, sir!

SALCEDO: How do I know you're telling the truth?

I swear it.

At dawn tomorrow, he will attack Havana.

He wouldn't dare.

This man lies.

With all our troops here, he wouldn't be so foolish.

I tell you, he plans the destruction of Havana and everyone in it.

He thinks you killed Peg Leg.

Peg Leg?

Oh, no.

RENZO: I had to kill him to cover your escape.

Why should the death of one of these pirates upset you, senorita?

I think I know.

From your attitude towards my son since your return,

I wonder why you came back at all.

Mother, enough.

Barbarossa's forces ashore, our fleet can sink his ships.

Barbarossa reasons eight leagues in front of you.

While the Spanish fleet is searching,

his ships will be safe at anchor at North Bay.

North Bay?

Yes, Excellency.

And now will I receive recognition for my services?

Of course.

Jose!

No word of Barbarossa's presence.

No word of his plans.

No word of his attack will leave this room.

I will tell nothing.

I will do anything you say.

Then say your prayers.

Oh, no, Excellency, no.

I'll return all your gold.

All the ransom, all of it.

SALCEDO: What trickery is this? Barbarossa has my gold.

RENZO: No, he was sending it back to you with Peg Leg.

Is that the truth?

Yes.

I swear it.

To show you it meant nothing to him.

I trust you gave Barbarossa good reason for his sentimentality.

Uh, I have it safely hidden.

I'll lead you directly to it.

Excellency.

No! No!

(RENZO SCREAMS)

I play for higher stakes.

You're mad.

I hope he destroys you!

Don't let her out of your sight.

I'll arrange for a carriage.

You'll be safe out at our plantation when Barbarossa attacks.

And you?

I go to prepare General Goiti.

Prepare?

In my own way.

Your son will be in command of Hispaniola

when Barbarossa finishes with our boastful general.

(ALL LAUGHING)

OFFICER: Oh, off with him, General, he's spoiling the party.

No, no, ladies, gentlemen, gentlemen.

Gentlemen.

We are being put to shame

by the conscientiousness of Captain Salcedo.

He wishes to leave the warmth of his newly returned fiancee

and go sailing out to hunt Barbarossa.

(ALL LAUGHING)

I told you she brought back news of his whereabouts.

Take what ships you need for 200 men.

The General takes good care to ensure

the failure of my mission in advance.

Explain that.

200 men are hardly a match for Barbarossa.

I did not realize your meeting with Barbarossa

had left you so nervous, Captain.

(ALL LAUGHING)

I admit I would feel more confident

with additional troops at my disposal.

And you, gentlemen?

Would 200 Spanish troops under your command leave you nervous?

You could scatter Barbarossa and his rabble

with half that number of Spanish women.

And yet the General rests here with 1,500 men,

while I seek an encounter with a foe

who wouldn't dare attack Havana.

WOMAN: Send him back to Spain with his excuses.

No.

I'll do better than that.

I will retain 200 troops here in Havana.

The rest of the garrison, 1,500 men,

are at your immediate disposal and our fleet.

Or do you require more?

That will be quite sufficient for my purposes.

You'll have no excuses this time, Captain.

You will hear no excuses this time, General.

Let's hope he encounters Barbarossa.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Hurry! Hurry those men!

We must be out of Havana before dawn.

What is our course?

North Bay.

All our men and guns are ashore.

Good, we will join them.

Lead our ships to North Bay.

At once.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Cannon fire back in Havana.

I hear nothing.

Hold your course to North Bay.

To your posts!

DRIVER: Senora, cannon fire back in Havana.

Barbarossa.

You need not fear for my son.

He is on his way to destroy Barbarossa's fleet.

Proceed.

Proceed, driver.

Stop her. Stop her!

Gilliers!

Over, men!

(GUNS FIRING)

(MEN SCREAMING)

Bring up the battering ram!

(MEN SHOUTING)

General, our troops, where are they all?

You see them all.

Entire garrison sailed with Captain Salcedo.

(SCREAMING)

Barbarossa!

Barbarossa.

It's all right, Datu.

Small revenge for those women and babies.

Barbarossa, where is he?

An interesting question.

Barbarossa's most anxious to find you.

MAN: Barbarossa!

Barbarossa, go no further.

Salcedo sent the wrong messenger to save his neck.

But he didn't send me.

Salcedo is not in Havana.

We shall find out in a matter of minutes. The city is mine.

But you take an empty city.

Salcedo and a whole garrison are racing to sink your ships.

He will not find my ships.

Will he find them in North Bay?

How did you know? Through Renzo.

Renzo has been in Havana?

Selling your plan of attack to Salcedo.

That may be.

Renzo has not been with us since dawn.

That's true.

He boasted he killed Peg Leg

and stole the gold you were returning.

Renzo will regret his betrayal.

He's past revenge, he's dead.

But you--you, you must hurry to save your ships

or your retreat will be cut off!

He outnumbers you. He will destroy you.

Isn't that what you wanted?

No.

No, Barbarossa.

We shall see.

You must reach North Bay before Salcedo.

Give the word. Fall back.

MAN: Fall back! Fall back!

Fall back! Fall back!

MAN 1: Fall back! MAN 2: Fall back!

But if you lie to me...

MAN: Come on, men!

Fall back!

More sail.

We're using every inch of canvas.

Barbarossa, the pace is too fast.

The pace of the sun is faster.

How much further, Barbarossa?

North Bay and the truth

lie just below the crest of this hill.

They're still there.

Yes.

And I could have taken Havana.

Was this another trick to save Salcedo's hide?

Oh, no, Barbarossa, please believe me.

If you're lying, I'll make Havana

an epitaph to the stupidity of all men

who ever believed in the words of women.

DATU: Look, Barbarossa, look!

The Spanish!

The fleet's still there and with only a skeleton crew.

We'll have no difficulty recapturing them.

Men and cannons, sir.

On the crest of the ridge.

Barbarossa and Alida.

She must have warned him to break off his attack on Havana.

Then you knew he was to attack Havana and gave no warning.

My plan and my reasons are my own, Captain.

Keep a civil tongue in your head,

or I'll throw you in irons.

We can take no chances on Barbarossa boarding his ships.

Train our guns on the road along the cliff

then signal our fleet to sink every vessel in the bay.

Signal to the fleet. Open fire.

MAN: Aye, aye, sir.

Fire!

(CANNONS FIRING)

Take cover!

Our ships.

They're sinking all of our ships.

I failed.

I was too late with my warning.

Too late to save our fleet, yes, but not my faith in you.

You weren't lying to me.

Can you forgive me for doubting you?

Barbarossa, what can we do?

Shall I give the order to fall back?

No.

Our only chance for escape lies here, by the sea.

Yes, but if we fall back,

if we fall back toward Havana,

there were merchant ships in the harbor.

Their garrison at Havana has been reinforced by now.

We'd have Salcedo's 1,500 men at our backs.

What can we hope for, then?

Only his blind desire to revenge himself on me.

Let's hope it leads him to play into our hands.

Let's get to the beach.

Gentlemen, I have destroyed Barbarossa's fleet.

Now I shall destroy Barbarossa.

I want every fighting man and all my artillery ashore.

MAN: Yes, sir.

We'll hunt down every last one of those cutthroats.

(MEN CHATTERING)

Hurry!

Move up those men, quickly.

SALCEDO: Keep a sharp watch, all of you.

There are hundreds of them.

The fewer he leaves aboard ship, the better our chances.

SALCEDO: You men, spread out.

That's the last boatload, sir.

Post those men as guards along the beach. Yes, sir.

Troops are all deployed as ordered, sir.

SALCEDO: Send out patrols. Report at once any contact with the enemy.

MAN: Yes, sir.

More men over there. Cover that cannon!

We'll flush them out of their cover soon enough.

They won't escape.

SALCEDO: Bring up more powder.

The cannons over here.

They're closing in on all sides, master.

Leaving nothing but a deck watch on those ships.

If we could only get to those longboats.

The beach guard has only some 20 men.

I know.

But one shot, one outcry, and there'd be a thousand.

Keep watch, men, while I make my report.

Sir, we've located them. Where?

In the thickets, about a quarter mile along the hillside.

Good. Pass the word along to start an advance all along the line.

Yes, sir.

Turn back, men. Turn back.

We've been seen. One of their patrols.

I heard no firing.

They drew back.

Their leader has gone to report.

This means the end, doesn't it?

Someone is coming.

Follow me across this glade.

One at a time and move quietly.

A gift from heaven itself.

Ramon, Pablo. You men.

You all know what to do.

Yes, master.

Who's in command here?

I am.

We're your relief.

Report to Captain Salcedo on the ridge at once.

All right, assemble, you bilge rats.

On the double! Fall in!

Follow me.

Keep them moving.

I want Barbarossa completely encircled before we attack.

Yes, sir.

Line up here. Come on.

Directly ahead, sir.

Beach guard reporting as ordered.

Whose orders?

You mean... You mean you left the boats unguarded?

But a captain of the garrison ordered us up here.

What officer? It's a trick! To the beach.

Give the alarm! Down the hill, you fool!

BARBAROSSA: Take care of her, soldier.

(GUN FIRING)

To the beach!

(MEN SHOUTING)

Gun crew. Fire!

(CANNONS FIRING)

SAILOR: Fire!

Our own fleet firing on us. Are they crazy?

Pirates. Barbarossa's pirates.

My ships?

They're stealing my fleet.

Your sword, Captain Salcedo.

The price of defeat, Captain?

No, senor.

The price of treachery and treason.

You were willing to sacrifice Havana for personal vengeance.

I arrest you in the name of the King.

Take him away.

I'd like to see the expression on Salcedo's face

when he has to explain how the entire fleet was stolen from him.

What can he say?

Uh, "Your Excellency, I seem to have misplaced the fleet."

"I left it right there at the edge of the ocean,

"and when I looked back, it was gone."

(BOTH LAUGHING)

What course shall I set, Barbarossa?

Oh, Tortuga, I suppose.

No, Barbarossa.

We would never be free there.

I heard of a land, north by northwest,

open to all men who wish to be free.

The Americas.

Set the course, Captain.

Aye, aye, sir.

North by northwest.