All language subtitles for The.Convert.2023.720p.BluRay.x264-MiMESiS

(rain pattering)

(ominous music playing)

(thunder rumbling)

(mystical chanting)

(birds chirping)

(bird squawks)

(bird squawks in distance)

(wind howling)

(thunder rumbling)

(horse neighing)

- Man 1: Get off the steps!
- (horse neighing)

(horse neighing in distance)

(Man 1 yelling indistinctly)

(grunts, groans)

Man 1: (yelling)
The topgallant's broken!

(horse neighing)

- (horse neighing)
- Whoa, boy. Whoa. Whoa.

(grunts) Oh.

Man 2: Easy now. Easy now.
Put him down here.

(speaks indistinctly)

(thunder rumbling)

Stay below, Munro!

(grunts, splutters)

(breathes heavily)

Kedgley: Gather round.

(clears throat)
I must confess, uh...

I did not know Mr. Ridley well,

but, uh, the, uh...
(clears throat)

...the death of any man
is a sorrow to be mourned.

Mr. Munro...

perhaps you might like
to offer a benediction.

Only those
who have been at sea...

truly grasp
the enormity of this world.

The immense nature
of its vast distances.

It is a frightening thing
to be made so...

closely aware
of one's own insignificance.

Most men would flinch
from this knowledge.

And yet, we are so compelled,

we hurl ourselves
into the vacant spaces of this

- profound Earth...
- (ominous music playing)

...knowing,
even as we do, that...

one day...

at some unforeseen hour...

a great price
may be demanded of us.

Commend now his everlasting soul

in the name of Jesus Christ,
our savior.

Amen.

All: Amen.

Loose the main sail.

- Stand by to bear away.
- Stand by to bear away!

(music fades)

- (knocking on door)
- Come in.

A worthy eulogy for a sailor
lost far from home, Mr. Munro.

Thank you.

Your words and actions
speak of a man

who has seen
something of the world.

I'm from a family
of shipbuilders.

And now you're a minister.

A lay minister. (sighs softly)
We lead by example.

Adam Smith.

Munro: Yes.

A man of God who reads
of a mercantile world.

Well, you've come
to the right place, Reverend.

There's money to be made
in these outcast corners.

Your new parishioners
have staked their lives on it.

(scoffs)

That boy's royalty,
believe it or not.

Son of one of
the paramount chiefs.

His father bade me
to teach him seacraft.

Uenuku.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) Mr. Farrell,
give the lad the wheel.

Uenuku, take us
three points to starboard.

Ease her as she pitches.

Very good.

You should be happy, Farrell,

you need never rise
before noon again.

(all laugh)

Kedgley: All right,
that's enough.

- Man: Land ho!
- Kedgley: Aye.

Your new home, Mr. Munro.

Never was perdition
so pleasing to the eye.

Are there Maoris in this area?

They're everywhere.

Even when you can't see them,
they're there.

Kedgley: Where's the nearest
safe anchorage?

Uenuku? That bay?

No. That one.

Waikura.

All right, lads,
we'll go ashore,

find some timber,
replace the topgallant.

- Go, lads!
- (all grunt)

- Kedgley: Heave!
- (all grunt)

Well, would you look at that!

That's it, boy.
(breathes heavily)

That's it, boy. Keep going.
(grunts)

Good boy.

You are a lot more entertaining
than my usual cargo, Munro.

- (all laugh)
- There's not half

as many surprises
in a sack of flour.

- (all laugh)
- Yes, quite.

Kedgley: Splendid.

(all laugh)

(tranquil music playing)

Ya!

All right, lads,
the show's over.

- Come on. One, two, three!
- (all grunt)

Ya!

Yes!

(music fades)

(birds squawking, chirping)

Uenuku: Munro, what is that?

It's called a sketch.
And sometimes a portrait.

What is this?

He rei-puta.

A whale tooth.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) It's the voice
of my father's god.

I'm named for this god.

- Uenuku-kai-tangata.
- Ah.

Admirable.

And... and this?

Toku whakapapa.

It's my story.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English)
The story of my life...

so far.

(bird shrieks)

All right, lads.
Keep your wits about you.

We're here to get timber,
not cause trouble.

(ominous music playing)

- (leaves rustling)
- (birds warbling)

It's all right.

Where the hell has he got to?

All right, lads, with me.
Come on.

(horse whinnies)

(music fades)

(Man speaking Maori)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English)
It's all right. That's enough.

Kedgley: Everything alright,
Mr. Munro?

I think so.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) I asked him
to forgive your trespass.

You meant no disrespect.

Thank you.

You can't trade with people
you can't talk to.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) And that
we need wood for repairs.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) He wants the horse
as payment for the trees.

Boyd, give him the axe.

Go on, lad.

There. All friends again.

We should be ready to sail
by tomorrow morning.

I'm thinking I would like
to camp here until then.

(scoffs) Oh, no, no.

Captain, it's been
a long journey.

I need to feel some earth
beneath my feet.

If I'm to live in this country,
I must acquaint myself with it.

I was charged
to deliver you to Epworth.

And you shall.

But firstly, please,
permit me this furlough.

All right.

I'll leave Uenuku with you.

- Good.
- Where is he?

- Harris, where's the boy?
- Sir?

The lad. Where is he?

Uenuku! (echoes)

Uenuku! (echoes)

(tranquil music playing)

(birds chirping)

(horse snorts)

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

(horse snorts)

(breathes deeply)

- (sighs)
- (music fades)

(breathes deeply)

(ominous music playing)

(Woman yelling, screaming
in distance)

(screaming intensifies)

- (gunshots)
- (indistinct clamor)

(gasps)

(horse whinnies)

(all grunt, groan)

- Fetch the muskets.
- I'm not going into that.

If we don't get him to Epworth,
we don't get paid.

- (whinnies)
- Whoa! Whoa!

(grunts)

(both grunt)

(grunts)

Hey!

(grunts)

(speaks in Maori)

(in Maori) Here before you is
the chief of my tribe,

Ngati Ruapu.

(grunts)

(in Maori) My father,
Te Akatarewa.

(indistinct chatter)

(in English)
What do you want here?

(breathes heavily)
I ask that you spare

the lives of these people.

(Rangimai panting)

Akatarewa: These are my people
from these lands, not yours.

They are nothing to you.

I ask that you...
you show them mercy.

You are English.

Your king is George.

King William now.

George is dead?

Yes.

(speaks in Maori)

- (breathes deeply)
- (Akatarewa speaking Maori)

(in English) I sat at his table.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) We come in peace.

Ketere.

My son learned much from you.

Kedgley: It was an honor.

This man is my cargo.

I must deliver him to Epworth.

(in Maori)
A slave. Does he belong to you?

(in English) In a sense.

Hmm. Very well.

- Go now.
- What about these people?

And what will you trade

for them?

My horse.

My horse for their lives.

One horse, one life.

- Choose.
- I can...

I cannot make that choice.

(chuckles)

Please.

(grunts, groans)

(screams, sobs)

Let's go. Now.

(sobs)

(shrieks, breathes heavily)

(in Maori) I know who you are,
who you belong to.

What worth are you to me?

(screams in Maori)

Go with him
or I will eat you both.

(in English) Let's go. Now, go!

(Akatarewa commands in Maori)

- (Men grunt, scream)
- (music fades)

Munro: (faintly)
To hell with this, Mr. Kedgley.

She can have my cabin.

(Kedgley speaking indistinctly)

(indistinct chatter)

Munro: Come below.

You must not stay up here.

Come. Please.

Please. You need shelter.

Kedgley: Stand by to make sail.

You may rest in here,

and... and sleep.

(Rangimai shudders)

(sniffles)

What are you doing?

No, no, no.
Please, please, please don't.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I will find you some food.

And some water.

(sniffles)

(pensive music playing)

Crewmember: That's it.
Up, together.

Mr. Munro.

Horace Beauchamp.

- Welcome to Epworth.
- Munro: Thank you.

(indistinct chatter)

Her husband was killed.

I have taken her into my care.

Ah, she's fortunate indeed.

Follow me and I'll show you
to your lodgings.

Good luck, Mr. Munro.

If you've come here
to rinse souls for Jesus,

you're going to be busy.

Crewmember: Help here,
Mr. Goldsworth.

(indistinct chatter)

Horace: Here we are, Mr. Munro.

- Thank you, Mr. Beauchamp.
- You're very welcome.

I'll leave you
to attend to your ward.

(music fades)

(birds chirping)

Please.

(Rangimai chanting
mournfully in Maori)

(chanting continues)

(birds squawking)

(breathes deeply)

(grunts)

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

(indistinct chatter)

Woman: Morning!

(horses neighing)

Man: Yeah, give me
a hand over here, yeah.

And behold, ye are this day,
as the stars of heaven...

Mr. Munro,

what a pleasure to find
you already hard at work.

Reginald de Buin.

- We've corresponded.
- Yes, of course.

How do you do?

Not exactly Saint Paul's,
but you'll make something of it.

I shall do my best.

Would you care
to join us tonight for dinner?

That is most kind.

(Rangimai shuddering)

- Munro: Are you unwell?
- (sobs, shudders)

Oh.

(Rangimai shudders)

Sorry.

- (Rangimai shudders)
- It's all right.

(indistinct chatter)

What part of the south
are you from, Mr. Munro?

The southeast coast, Hastings,
but I mostly grew up in London.

- Hmm.
- My father was a shipwright

and wanted to make his name
in the capital.

Well, did he?

No, he slowly
murdered himself with drink.

Oh.

And what do you make
of Epworth, sir?

Munro: Mm.

It feels a little like
a sculpture

in its early stages.

Its true form not yet emerged
from the stone.

(all chuckle softly)

Beautifully put, sir.

Everything is in place.

The land is rich.

The opportunity is immeasurable.

Indeed, even if it seems
somewhat precarious at times.

The land we're on,
we rent from a local chieftain,

paid for with the help
of a subsidy from the Crown.

And do you have good relations
with your landlord?

Maianui?

Well, so far.
The threat's not from him.

(scoffs) There are reports
of a warlord out there.

A thorough savage.

He's been launching assaults
against other tribes

and claiming their lands.

Would that be A... Akatarewa?

You know of him?

I have encountered him
personally, yes.

The young woman
I brought to Epworth,

her husband
was slaughtered at his orders.

Along with many of their tribe.

- Horace: When?
- Two days ago.

The Maidenhead
stopped in for repairs.

Then it's true.
He's coming south.

Should Akatarewa
move against Maianui,

this colony's future becomes
uncertain, to say the least.

Please, can we speak
of something else? (chuckles)

Doctor, as a direct result
of that brutal encounter,

the young woman in my care
has a wound.

(Woman clears throat)

I'm afraid we have
very limited medical supplies,

and my contract is to minister
to the physical well-being

of the citizens of Epworth.

As yours is to minister to
our spiritual needs, Mr. Munro.

(Woman clears throat)

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

Good evening, doctor.

My father would not thank me
for telling you this,

but there is someone
who might help you, Mr. Munro.

(mellow music playing)

- Munro: Mrs. Hegarty?
- (indistinct moaning)

(knocking on door)

Mrs. Hegarty,
my name is Thomas Munro.

Excuse me for appearing
at this late hour.

- I have a young... I...
- (moaning continues)

I have a young woman
in my care,

a young Maori woman.

I was told you could
perhaps help me.

Is she not well?

She has a wound
which I fear may be infected.

(moaning continues)

You must leave.

- (footsteps approach)
- (knocking on door)

(music fades)

Mrs. Hegarty, thank you.
Please, she's here.

What's she doing here?

Her husband
was killed two days ago

and she was wounded.

Here.

She's been grief stricken.

She also injured herself,
sort of scratching herself.

Yes, it's kiri haehae.
It's a grieving ritual.

Right.

This is Rangimai, of Ngati Hau.

You know her?

Could you build
the fire up, please?

I've applied a poultice
to draw the infection.

If I'm not here,

you must insist
that she drink this.

I can certainly try,

but she's not been taking
anything directly from me.

Well, she's in mourning,
but you tell her it's kawakawa.

- Kawa kawa?
- Kawakawa.

It's also in the poultice,
with some pia manuka.

- Pearmanuko?
- Pia manuka.

- (tranquil music playing)
- (recites Maori incantation)

(music fades)

(in Maori) Thank you, Charlotte,
for your healing power.

(horse whinnies)

(sighs)

(bell rings)

(indistinct chatter)

- (in English) Stay there.
- Man: Stay inside.

(foreboding music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

(Rangimai chanting)

(Tribesmen chanting)

That's her father,

- Maianui.
- (speaks in Maori)

(in Maori) Who will enact
revenge for my pain?

Will you?

Will you?

Which of you has the head
of the murdering bastard?

(sobs)

(in Maori) My child,

let your tears drown the land
until your sorrow is no more.

(in English)
He gives her comfort.

(indistinct chatter)

Akatarewa's men.

- (grunts)
- (music fades)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) She looks
for her husband's killer.

- (grunts)
- (all groan)

Rangimai!

Munro, don't.

(all groans)

(speaks in Maori)

(in Maori)
Great Chief.

This is Munro.

A holy man
for the people of Epworth.

He saved your daughter,

and returns her now to you
in good health.

(in Maori) You will stay here
with the Pakeha

and be tutored by him.

You will be the source
of my power here.

(in English) What did he say?

He wants Rangimai to stay here
and be tutored by you.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English)
He's leaving one of his men

to protect her.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) You are clearly
held in some respect by him.

By Maianui, aye.

But not by these fine citizens.

(ominous music playing)

(music fades)

(Rangimai chanting indistinctly)

(Rangimai calls out in Maori)

Time to open for business.

(indistinct chatter)

Munro: Let us begin with a hymn,
"How Firm A Foundation."

(congregation singing)
♪ How firm a foundation ♪

♪ Ye Saints of the Lord ♪

♪ Is laid for your faith ♪

♪ In His excellent word ♪

♪ What more can He say;

♪ Than to you He hath said ♪

♪ Who unto the Savior ♪

♪ Who unto the Savior ♪

♪ Who unto the Savior ♪

♪ For refuge have fled ♪

(bell ringing)

- Excellent job, Reverend.
- Munro: Thank you.

There's a fierce power
to those old hymnals.

The weight
of a whole civilization.

Are your lodgings satisfactory?

They are, yes. Very good.

Should you require anything,
come directly to me.

My door is always open.

Unlike yours, Doctor.

(chuckles)

(indistinct chatter)

Mr. Munro.

- How do you do, Mrs. Beauchamp?
- Very well, thank you.

Dance.

Dance?

Munro: Top of the morning
to you, Mr. Padgett.

Morning.

Munro: Half a dozen eggs,
if I may.

I've not seen you
at Chapel lately.

And nor will you.
I'm of the true faith,

not the travesty
you preside over.

(chuckles) I think you'll find

my interpretation
of the gospel...

I care not
for your interpretation

of the Bible, Mr. Munro.

Nor am I interested
in anyone else's opinion

in this God-forsaken hole.

He promised us opportunity here.

Told us this was
some kind of paradise.

A popular word.

Inevitably a misleading one.

It's a trap, is what it is.

We're thousands
of miles from civilization,

clinging to a scrapper beach,

surrounded by savages
of the most barbaric kind.

How else can this end,
do you think?

Except in fire and blood.

And yet you seem
to be doing well.

Padgett: Mark my words,

every coin I make
goes towards a passage home.

- (chirping)
- (tranquil music playing)

(both whistle)

Rangimai, look.

See all the trees?

They're dancing together
in the wind.

- Dancing?
- Charlotte: Aye.

Look.

- (whispers) Dancing.
- (laughs)

Rangimai: Dancing.

Dancing.

A-dunk, a-dunk, a-dunk, a-dunk,
a-dunk, a-dunk, a-dunk. Chin up.

(exclaims) A-kata dida dida.

A-dida dida-dida...

(both laugh)

Ba dida da...

And around this way.
Two, three, four...

One, two... Didi didi didoo...

(both laugh)

Dancing.

A-da di-da di-da.

A-ta ri-ta ta-ta...

(laughs)

(Baby coos)

And what is the name
of this child?

Edward Edgar.

Edward Edgar Wallant.

- Oh! (grunts)
- (Child babbles)

Munro: For you, Jesus Christ
came into this world.

For you, he died.

And for you,
he conquered death.

(Baby crying)

(door opens)

Mr. Munro,

out there, what you do
is your own business,

but not within these walls.

We worship an almighty God,
they pray to leaves and twigs.

Surely if we are
to live alongside them,

- we must involve them...
- Some differences may be

too vast to be reconciled.

Good day, sir.

(ominous music playing)

- (indistinct chatter)
- (sheep bleating)

(Man speaking indistinctly)

- (Children laugh)
- Man: Children.

(music fades)

(mellow music playing)

Woman 1: ...can you give me
a hand over here?

- Woman 2: Coming.
- (dog barking in distance)

Would you like to go?

Rangimai: Yes.

Rangimai.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) Ey?

- I want three...
- Would like...

I would like
three pounds flour.

Like that, is it?

Like what?

I'll make it perfectly clear.
I'm serving you, Mr. Munro.

Why is that?

Because if I sell
to the natives,

I'll be playing
into their hands.

You see
that new building there?

Beauchamp's General Store.

They're trying to drive me out,

but I'll undercut the bastards,
so help me!

(jovial music playing inside)

(indistinct chatter)

Charlotte:
And that's double handed.

(music continues faintly)

Charlotte: So make sure
that you lift it up.

All right. Let's go.

Behold.

Munro: Oh.

Is that the extent
of your eloquence, Munro?

The dress is stunning.

You... you look beautiful,
Rangimai.

My husband loved this dress.

We're very grateful.

I take it you will
not be joining us tonight?

Have a lovely evening.

- Thank you, Mrs. Hegarty.
- (speaks in Maori)

(door closes)

(in English)
We do not have to stay long.

(jovial music playing)

(all laugh, applaud)

Munro: Good evening,
Mrs. Webster.

Mr. Munro.

- Rangimai: Dance?
- I warn you, I'm not very good.

- (music fades)
- (all applaud)

- (indistinct chatter)
- (Men laughing)

(jovial music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

(music fades)

Rangimai,
your dancing was splendid.

- I would like more.
- (laughs)

(dogs barking in distance)

(both laugh)

Uh.

- (wails)
- (ominous music playing)

(Rangimai sobbing)

- (music fades)
- (indistinct chatter)

I was under the impression
the savages were out there.

- Munro!
- That an innocent man

can be set upon
and murdered like a dog!

Murdered? Who?

Pahirua.

We must summon a magistrate.

And where might
we find this personage?

Strolling in the mountains,
taking in the air?

Do you not understand, Munro?

We are alone here.

Far from it, you fool.

Pahirua was here
under our care and protection.

(sighs)

You think you can just
murder him with impunity?

You can rest assured, Munro,
we will hunt down the culprit

with every resource
at our disposal.

- Horace.
- (ominous music playing)

(Rangimai chants mournfully)

(music fades)

(poignant music playing)

We have the culprit.

My sincere condolences.

(music fades)

- Munro: Padgett.
- (Padgett groans)

(breathes heavily)

I done nothing. Hurt nobody.

(indistinct chatter)

- What evidence do you have?
- The man confessed.

After you beat
the words out of him.

We will hold him
till the first ship arrives.

He'll have his trial
in Australia.

(Padgett groans)

(indistinct murmuring)

Horace: Go home.

Woman: Whoa.

(horse snorts)

Can I see him?

(gasps)

(sobs)

Will you be taking him
back to his people?

Then take my horse.

Thank you.

(horse snorts)

(birds chirping)

(horse snorts)

There is no need for you
to accompany us, Mrs. Hegarty.

At journey's end,
you'll need my voice.

And you needn't keep calling me
"Mrs. Hegarty."

Haere. (clicks tongue)

(clears throat)

You should know that

Padgett was found dead
in his cell this morning.

So his injuries were fatal?

He hanged himself.

Actions of a guilty man.

A devotee
of the Church of Rome?

Suicide condemns him
to eternal hell and damnation.

You expect me to believe Padgett
would have chosen that?

I expect you
to report to Maianui

that justice has been done here
on behalf of his people.

I will do no such thing.

You have responsibilities
to this community, Munro.

When will you return?

(poignant music playing)

Horace: We paid
for your passage out here.

Built you a chapel,
a cottage to live in.

Surely it's not unreasonable
to expect you to perform

your duties in return!

Munro!

(music fades)

(in Maori)
We must stop here.

Charlotte: (in English)
You have a gift.

My mother taught me.

She was gifted.

You mentioned your husband.

He was killed in battle.

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to intrude.

He was a warrior?

When war comes,
they're all warriors.

And how long
did you live among them?

- Some years.
- But you left?

When my husband died,
I had no place.

A pakeha woman alone.

What does this word mean?
"Pakeha"?

Well, it might mean
"white serpent on the water,"

or it might mean "enemy."

But it could be a word
the Maori heard the whalers

and sealers calling each other.

"Bugger ya."

(both laugh)

(poignant music playing)

- (thunder rumbling)
- (horse neighs, snorts)

(in Maori)
You two, stay here.

- (horse snorts)
- Whoa.

Rangimai: Haeremai.

(Man yelling)

(Warrior grunts)

(Woman chanting in Maori)

(Man yells)

(Women chant)

(Men chant)

(all chanting)

(music fades)

Munro: (in English)
Great Maianui...

I have come here

because I feel responsible

for what has happened
to Pahirua.

(speaks in Maori)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) He says,
"Don't be saddened.

You saved my daughter's life."

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "What should I do
with the people of Epworth?"

"Who should I kill?"

They... they pay you,
do they not,

to occupy the land?

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) Aye.

Perhaps you could
raise their rent.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

- (grunts)
- (indistinct chatter)

(tranquil music playing)

(chopping sounds)

(music fades)

You know,
that's how they got here.

In a fleet of giant canoes,
just navigating by the stars.

Wondrous.

And the green stone
they're using,

what is that? Jade?

Yes. They call it "pounamu.”

It's highly prized.
They've got many uses.

Tools and weapons
and adornments.

The Maori believe
that it takes on

the spiritual power
of the... the wearer,

and that increases
from generation to generation.

So this is my daughter's.

And your daughter's name?

Mahora.

(Men speaking indistinctly
in Maori)

- (gunshots)
- (dogs barking in distance)

Hmm.

(speaks in Maori)

(gunshots)

- (birds chirping)
- (gunshots)

(in English) Brown Bess.

Bess?

Even here,
at the edge of the world.

The British
Land Pattern Musket. Flintlock.

There's a much faster way
of loading these.

Hmm?

- (ominous music playing)
- (dogs barking in distance)

(gunshots in distance)

Munro: Why don't you try?

(music fades)

(Children sing playfully)

(both laugh)

Haeremai.

Come.

Sit.

(Munro clears throat)

(speaks in Maori)

Charlotte: (in English)
"Why did you come here?"

(sighs) What do they want?

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(speaks Maori)

Charlotte:
"You're hiding something."

(ominous music playing)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "What's this?"

(stammers) I... I...

(clears throat)

- (music fades)
- I was a soldier.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English)
In the British Army.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) And we...

I led an attack

on what we believed
to be an enemy stronghold.

(speaks in Maori)

Munro: (in English)
Under strict orders

to not show any mercy.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) We charged into
thick smoke and confusion.

(Charlotte speaking in Maori)

(in English) We could not fire
our muskets because we...

we were unsure
who was friend or foe.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) We used sword
and knife at close quarters,

fighting blind, as it were.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) Almost by...

- by feel.
- (Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) I... I slashed
and... and stabbed

and I roared like a...
like a beast.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) If it wasn't
wearing a red tunic,

I'd kill it.

(speaks in Maori)

Munro: (in English)
Eventually the...

the smoke cleared and I...
I could see what I had...

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

- ...what I had wrought.
- (Charlotte speaking Maori)

(sobs)

(in English)
Dead and... and dying...

- (Charlotte speaking Maori)
- ...women and children...

lay all around me...

amongst their warriors.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) We...
we had attacked a... a school...

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

...where these women
and children were...

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

...were seeking refuge.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) I left the army.
(clears throat)

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) And for years I...
I became a wanderer.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English)
I asked... I asked...

- God just to strike me down.
- (Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) But instead, he...

(Charlotte speaking in Maori)

- ...he sent me here.
- (Charlotte speaking in Maori)

(sighs deeply)

(sniffles)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "I have killed
women and children."

"Women and children die in war."

"What matters most

is who wins."

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "Munro,
do you seek redemption

- as a man of peace?"
- (sighs)

- (speaks in Maori)
- (poignant music playing)

(in English) "I pity you."

"Only blood redeems blood."

(music fades)

I was transported to Botany Bay,

for stealing flour and yeast.

The Jupiter out of Liverpool.

The crew mutinied,

killed the captain.

All the women were raped

and those who resisted
were killed.

We made landfall
not far from here,

and the crew, the fools,

they encountered a local hapu.

Just murdered them.

Maianui exacted utu.

The ship was attacked,
ransacked and burnt.

And everyone,
crew and convicts alike...

killed and eaten.

I was spared because

I had saved a warrior
from one of the pigs

who'd oppressed me.

The warrior turned out
to be Maianui's brother.

So I became one of his wives.

And your daughter?

Mahora?

- (speaking in Maori)
- (grunts)

(indistinct chatter)

I'm sure Akatarewa will come,
he'll make no distinction

between adults, children,
men, women.

You fight or you die.

- You fight and you die.
- (dogs barking in distance)

And he's of no help.

Kedgley: Oi, lads,
come on, with me.

Kedgley!

(laughs) Munro.

I see you've broadened
the scale of your ministry.

What are you doing?
Putting a match to tinder?

If they had no muskets,
they'd use spears.

And if they lacked spears,
they'd use stones.

- It's all they know.
- I don't believe that.

Well, it doesn't matter
what you believe.

(chuckles)
It matters what he believes.

(in Maori)
Same musket, same price.

(in Maori)
No. One musket,

six hundred pounds of flax

and two hundred baskets
of potatoes.

(in Maori) Last time,
it was potatoes only.

(in Maori)
That was from years ago.

(in English) Time marches on.

(in Maori)
Supply and demand.

(speaks in Maori)

(in Maori) We give what we can
for these muskets.

(in English) The rest,
we give you, next time.

No, no, no, not next time.
You get what you pay for now.

(in Maori) Now. That's it,
same deal for everyone.

(in Maori)
Same deal for Akatarewa?

Same deal for Akatarewa.

(in English) Let me speak
with Akatarewa.

This is the path to destruction.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) These muskets
are just the beginning.

(speaks in Maori)

Munro: (in English) It...
it's what they want.

A war with no end, where...
where all Maori are destroyed.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) War is the enemy
of peace.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(in English) You and Akatarewa
must make peace.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) Otherwise your
children will have no future.

(Charlotte speaking Maori)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "Why would
Akatarewa listen to you?"

Because I was that enemy.

(speaks in Maori)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "Go to Akatarewa."

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "Convert him
to your God of Peace."

"If you succeed,
I'll follow your god also."

"If you return alive."

(ominous music playing)

Maianui is obliged
to consider all his options.

Your God of Peace
may not deliver.

Can you not find it
within yourself

- to have a little faith?
- I have faith, Munro, in you.

But be careful.

Maianui will always act
in the interests of his tribe.

(music fades)

"Beat your ploughshares
into swords

and your pruning hooks
into spears

and the weak will say,
‘l am strong."

Joel, chapter three...

- I understand. I understand.
- ...verse ten. (laughs)

You're on a fool's mission,
Munro.

It... it cannot be moral
to sell guns to people

who have no history
or experience with such weapons.

Your man Adam Smith would say
that supply will meet demand

and the market
will eventually self-regulate.

What market?
Who will be left alive?

The most able.
That's the way of the world.

It's the way of base nature.

Red in tooth and claw.

Well, to your good health,
Munro.

May it survive this foolishness.

What are you doing here?

- Has anyone seen you?
- You see me.

Why are you here?

For Akatarewa, from Maianui.

I shall deliver it to him.

Akatarewa will respect
the daughter of Maianui.

Yes, I've seen his respect.

(ominous music playing)

- Munro: Is this Akatarewa's?
- Aye.

Bring it about, Mr. Farrell.

Prepare to drop anchor.

We're there.

Now, I want you to stay here
until I return, out of sight.

Do you understand?

- No. I come with you.
- No.

My father wishes...

Your father
never said anything to me.

This is my mission,
my responsibility.

I will not put you at risk.

Look at what happened
to your husband.

(music fades)

Kedgley: Uenuku, haeremai!

Munro.

What business have you here?

I seek an audience
with your father.

Uenuku:
Is this all you have left?

Oh, no, no, there's plenty more
where that came from.

Come.

(pots clattering)

(footsteps approaching)

(ominous music playing)

There you are.

(dogs barking in distance)

Munro.

Kedgley: I wish you luck
on your moral crusade.

Thank you.

(music fades)

(in Maori) This man
seeks an audience with you.

(moans, in Maori)
Yes, the horse man.

(chuckles)

(in English) I remember
what you said to me about mercy.

Am I not merciful?

That woman...

- Maianui's daughter?
- Hmm. (chuckles)

She is alive
because of my mercy.

- (chuckles)
- Yes.

Akatarewa:
What is your business here?

- I have come here today...
- Do you want your horse back? Hmm?

(in Maori)
Do you want your horse back?

(all laugh)

(in English) I have come here
today to speak to you

on behalf of Maianui.

He wishes you to know
that he desires peace.

- (chuckles)
- He sends these offerings...

as a token
of his respect for you.

We will make peace
with Maianui...

(chuckles)

...through war.

Peace cannot be achieved
through violence.

This is a violent land,
steeped in blood.

- Like England.
- Yes.

You have seen
the white man's world.

You believe you are capable
of defeating them.

There will be too many.

Your only chance
is to face them as one people.

And what of my enemies?

And their insults?
Who will avenge these?

If you kill each other,

you are doing
the pakeha's work for them.

(chuckles)

Perhaps you are utu.

Revenge for the pakeha.

Your death
can avenge their crimes.

Beg for your life

and I might show mercy.

I will not.

(sighs, in Maori)
See how stubborn he is!

(laughs)

(spits)

Munro, look to your horse.

Harris.

They're the same
as the last lot.

(horse nickers)

- You have more?
- As many as you can pay for.

That's 15 pigs per musket.

- Fifteen?
- Or 200 baskets of potatoes.

- Two hundred?
- Supply and demand, I'm afraid.

You are right to be afraid,
Kedgley.

(gunshot echoes)

- (screams) God, no!
- (menacing music playing)

(yells)

(breathes heavily)

(all grunt, groan)

(indistinct clamor)

Oh, God.

(both men grunting)

(horse whinnies)

Come with me.

(Men yelling)

(Men grunting)

(grunts)

- (yells in Maori)
- (others roar)

(chants in Maori)

(chants in Maori)

(in English) When you were hiding
on the ship,

when you stowed away,

was that always
about revenge for your husband?

- Utu.
- "Utu" what is that?

(speaking in Maori)

- (in English) Revenge, death...
- (tranquil music playing)

...go hand in hand.

You could have been killed.

(ominous music playing)

(speaks in Maori)

- (speaks in Maori)
- (music fades)

(in English)
Tell him about the ship.

It can carry many warriors.

(speaks in Maori)

(speaks in Maori)

(in English) "I have defeated
many with few before."

This ship has cannon
and mortar.

- You will be overwhelmed.
- So... we die...

as warriors.

- You should both leave.
- Wait.

We stand with Ngati Hau.

(speaks in Maori)

(in English)
A rahui has been lifted.

I have been welcomed back
into the hapu.

You also.

(Maianui chanting in Maori)
Although we are outnumbered,

we will never be defeated.

Our ancestors watch over us.

This land belongs to us.

(chanting in Maori)

(chanting in Maori)
This is where we stand or fall.

But...

today, we will send our enemies
to their graves.

(yells in Maori)

(yells in Maori)

(Warriors performing haka)

(ferocious roaring)

(thunder rumbling)

(yells in Maori)

(Warriors performing haka)

(shouts orders in Maori)

(shushes)

Munro? (speaking in Maori)

(screams)

(roaring)

(shouting orders in Maori)

(speaking Maori)

- (Girl whimpers)
- Charlotte: Shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

(all yelling)

(yells in Maori)

(all coughing)

- (grunts)
- (groans)

(grunts)

(grunts)

- (grunts)
- (yells in Maori)

- (Charlotte speaking in Maori)
- (in English) Here.

(growls)

(Charlotte gasps)

Charlotte.

- (Charlotte whimpers)
- Charlotte.

- (grunts)
- (grunts)

Munro!

- (grunting)
- Munro!

- (speaks in Maori)
- (breathes deeply)

(gunshots)

(grunting)

(yelling)

(breathes swiftly)

(in Maori)
Look after the survivors.

(in Maori) I would rather
have lived in peace.

A chief's duty

is war.

(exhales)

(speaking Maori)

- (grunts)
- (groans)

(in Maori) Now let
a binding peace be made.

Our families
must be connected again.

(chants in Maori)

(bird screeching)

De Buin: (in English) May I
present Uenuku from Ngati Ruapu.

His Majesty's Representative,
William Cornwall.

Cornwall: Sir.

Allow me to present my wife,

Rangimai of Ngati Hau.

Madam.

And our counsel,
Mr. Thomas Munro.

Munro.

(Cornwall clears throat)

His Majesty is aware
of your tribe's

sterling support of Epworth,

and also of the burgeoning
trade routes

you have set in place
up and down this coast.

His Majesty wishes me
to offer you his admiration

for your enterprise.

Thank you.

Until now,
this trade has taken place

without oversight
by His Majesty.

This meeting
is to give you fair warning

that situation
is about to change.

His Majesty intends to establish

a Customs and Excise post
here in Epworth

which will oversee trade
in and out of this location.

You may tax trade between
pakeha any way you see fit.

But what has that to do with us?

Customs and Excise
must apply to all trade.

Rangimai: The King
has said this?

I speak for the King.

But your king
has no standing here.

This land belongs to Ngati Hau.

It has been theirs
for generations.

They are willing to negotiate.

First and foremost,

would be the rental
to be paid by His Majesty

if and when he does establish
a Customs and Excise post here.

What?

We look forward
to further discussion.

Good day, Mr. Cornwall.

Cornwall: Munro?

What on Earth
has befallen you, man?

What have you done
to your face?

(speaking Maori)

(in English) My story.

(speaking Maori)

(in English)
The story of my life...

so far.

- (Baby fusses)
- Yes. (speaks in Maori)

(in English) Well done.

(tranquil music playing)