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What's up?
Scared of snakes
Let's go.
Nice handbag.
Say hello Mr. Blake.
It's a friend of mine.
Come on.
Can't we leave this stuff here?
Oh, let's get across.
It's unhealthy to worry.
Can not feel healthy on this side.
Just think about the goal.
Captain Hayes, you have guns?
I got guns.
You got gold?
I see guns. You see gold.
Guns first.
Alright boys, open 'em up.
The Spanish half.
US Army, madam.
Spaniards do not have.
How about that?
Hey, watch out duck latch.
Good.
No, it's not good. It's bad.
Show me more guns.
You show me gold. I show you guns.
No gold.
No gold?
No gold.
I don't think this woman's honest Blake.
The heathens have been exposed
to Western business practices.
They used to be honest.
Times are changing, son.
Show me more guns now.
Yes ma'am.
See what happens with women in business.
Future looks dark, Blake.
I couldn't agree more sir.
There are your guns.
Here are your bullets.
Let's go!
Ladies, what a lovely surprise.
Excuse me.
Alone at last.
Good bye darling.
Good bye ladies.
No hard feelings I hope.
By order of his majesty, the King of Spain,
I hereby charge you with supplying arms
to the enemies of the crown.
So tell me, boy, how have you been?
Not bad man.
How long have you been working for the Spaniard?
Ever since they could meet my price.
How long have you been selling guns to the natives?
Just started, Ben.
What a pity, it's gotta end so soon.
Shame.
I've been waiting a long time to see you fall, Bully.
It's gonna be a grand sight
watching your neck stretched
all to hell at the end of a Spanish road.
You sound like a very sad and bitter old lady, Ben.
And so the so-called pirate era is coming to an end
with the arrival of the new steam powered naval vessel.
Very good. Very, very good.
Their arrival, your departure, the end of an age.
Are you writing down in that book that I'm a pirate?
Well, in a manner of speaking,
I suppose one could say that I am, yes.
Good, 'cause I am, and a damn good one too.
No, I never flew the skull and crossed bones.
That's for your fictioneers.
But I have sought pleasure and profit
all of my life at sea with no regard for any man's law.
That's not to say without morals and standards.
I got morals and standards.
I never killed anybody that didn't have it coming.
I never cheated an honest man,
I never pillaged, not ever raped.
I applaud you. Were you ever married?
Well, I suppose a man's ship
becomes his wife and mistress, also I've been told.
It's hard to love a ship.
What?
They rot.
Oh, yes, of course they do.
But memories, Lord God, I've got memories.
I can't regret dying today.
Hell I've lived more than any man deserves.
Yes, yes indeed.
Mr. Hayes.
Bully.
Sorry.
Call me Bully.
Thank you, Bully.
Mr. Bully, well, one question I was meaning to ask you
is how you ended up here.
The Rona, I suppose is what put my neck in the news today.
The Rona?
Yes. She was a damn good ship.
Nothing to be proud of, you understand.
Just an old bucket but she did her job without complaint.
Would've been two months
hauling this young couple across the Pacific Ocean
in time for their wedding on some mission island.
He planned to live there and convert the heathen,
which to me seemed a hell of a waste to her.
She was the finest thing I ever saw.
Another one of Fogg's fine meals
gone to the fish. Mr. Williams
Captain, won't you tell him to try Ratbag's Cure?
There is no cure.
You don't have much misery left
for sight land tomorrow morning.
Then you must try it now Nathaniel,
at least enjoy the last few hours at sea.
I regret that this is something I can never enjoy.
Oh, but you could.
It's wonderful, isn't it, Captain?
You just don't realize it because you're so miserable.
Now off you go and see a Ratbag.
Captain Hayes will look after me, won't you, Captain?
Excuse me.
Your husband will recover soon enough
when he sets foot on solid ground, ma'am.
He's not my husband, not yet.
Do you know the missionary life?
Can't say that I do, ma'am.
But you know the mission stations, the missionaries?
Yes, most of them.
Then you know what it's like.
It's quiet.
Can you see me as a missionary?
I'd say I wouldn't wanna see you as a missionary.
You come for the cure.
We'll fix you up all right, Nathaniel.
You're confident that you can cure me?
Captain Hayes?
Yes.
I recently lost my father.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
He left me a small inheritance.
I've never really known what to do with the money.
Nathaniel knows very little about money matters.
I should like very much to invest in your trading company.
I, I, I couldn't take your money ma'am.
Couldn't I become a stockholder?
I couldn't guarantee your investment,
ships go down, cargoes get lost,
it's a risky business.
But isn't that the nature of an investment?
Putting something at risk in,
in order to gain a substantial return?
Yes, ma'am.
Here's to a long and fruitful partnership.
I'd appreciate it
if you didn't mention anything to Nathaniel.
I can't guarantee he'd be as trusting as I am.
It's our secret, ma'am.
Big man God, big man God, mama Jesus Christ.
Moaka, what is the matter?
Boat, mass boat.
Moaka, please do not refer to the reverend and I
as big man God and mama Jesus Christ.
You're putting your soul in jeopardy.
Much white man.
I mean man, it's Nathaniel.
You are not telling us a fib are you?
Much boat to Nathaniel.
It is Nathaniel.
Edgar, go and get my parasol and put on your coat.
This is our farewell then Miss.
But not for long I hope.
You'll be back to see us, won't you, Captain?
You may rely on that.
Take care of my investment
As if it were my own.
Go easy with that desk, it's fragile.
All the way from Boston to be damaged at the last moment.
Thank you.
Your men are better suited to the handling
of sacks of coal than fine furniture, Captain.
Your desk ain't hurt.
Anyway, we delivered you safely, didn't we Reverend?
I'm not a reverend, not yet.
Closer to a reverend than we've had on this ship.
I would like to say
it had been a pleasant voyage, however.
However, Ms. Sophie enjoyed it.
You have a very fine woman there.
Yes. I had noticed how much you enjoyed her company.
You need not tell me of her qualities
nor indeed how fortunate I am in having won her hand.
Farewell, Captain.
I hope you can hold onto her.
I wouldn't let her worry you.
Slip God's truth.
Nathaniel, what happened?
Nothing. Just a little slip.
Welcome to Paradise.
Shall we.
Nathaniel.
Ma'am Catherine.
Uncle.
Good to see you, my boy.
And this is my Sophie.
Sophie.
My uncle, my aunt, the Reverend and Mrs. Williamson.
Hello.
How do you do, Sophie?
We've heard so much about you in Nathaniel's letters,
haven't we dear?
Yes, we have.
Welcome.
You look as though you might have left something behind.
Don't be an idiot, Blake.
And what does one do
when one is not converting islanders?
We teach the word of God.
Do they speak English?
Not at all.
The word of God transcends language.
So I've heard.
Nathaniel, what's the matter?
My watch, those thieves stole my watch
when I took that stupid cure.
Who were these people, Nathaniel?
Who did you travel with?
- An absolute rogue-- - Charming man called,
Bully Hayes.
Bully Hayes?
Nathaniel, Lord be praised you are here in safety.
Bully Hayes is a cutthroat and a Brigham.
He and men like him are what's turning the Pacific
from a paradise into an abomination,
the man is a vile black birder.
Black birder.
A slaver, trafficker in human misery.
Oh yes, you were most fortunate to have lost only a watch.
Most fortunate indeed.
Mr. Blake?
Sir.
Get this tub about.
To go where sir?
Williamson's Mission.
What for?
What about the cargo?
What about it.
Pays the way?
A lot of things pay away Mr. Blake,
and a hell of a lot better too.
All right sir.
Gotta head out.
My dear children and fellow Christians,
today we are most fortunate
and blessed on our little island
for this occasion.
My dear nephew, Nathaniel
and his beautiful young bride, Sophie,
have journeyed from far across the seas to be with us
here at Wakaya--
The good book served you well, didn't it?
Bloody old fool.
Get her back.
You can't trust women
even when they're dead.
Let go.
What happened?
Gone.
All gone.
White man,
black bird.
Hayes.
Bully Hayes.
Oh that's wonderful.
Reverend?
Nathaniel?
Ms. Sophie?
Halt!
Captain Pease.
Yep.
I'm Count Heinrich Von Rittenberg.
I represent his Majesty, Kaiser Vilhelm.
Is there somewhere we can hold a discussion?
Yeah. Come this way, Captain.
Count.
Whatever.
Mr. Pease, the slave trade
has been abolished in every civilized land.
Well, those ain't slaves, Captain,
contract laborers.
And I've got the contract somewhere.
I'll show 'em to you sometime.
I hope so.
What's up, Count?
Don't you trust your business partner?
My country is interested to make much bigger
the scope of its global influence
specifically in this region.
Yeah, it's nice round here, isn't it?
We wish to establish curling stations for our ships.
The new thunder badges, eh?
Steam powered warships, Mr. Pease.
And good anchorage like Panape
is what empires have built around, huh?
We intend to sign and honor a treaty.
King Otopia of Panape
never signed a treaty with nobody.
He's an evil bastard.
Practices incest on his own offspring,
eats human flesh,
sacrifices his enemies.
If you ever show your pink little behind around there,
he'll have you screwed,
tattooed, and served up with an apple in your mouth.
Mr. Pease, I have the whole of the German empire
at my support.
He'll eat them too.
And the point of the matter is, Captain, you need me.
Me and the king are practically brothers.
What's your price?
500 gold marks.
I wouldn't piss for 500 gold marks.
What would you?
Nevermind you couldn't afford it.
I'll get you your treaty with the king
for 5,000 gold marks.
Let me go or I'll kill him.
I am very serious.
Now what do you offer me, Missy?
Hello!
Over here!
Brett.
Mr. Blake,
What do you make of that?
Looks like a man walking on water, don't it?
Hello!
Oh, over here!
Oh, we are in sight sir.
That's the Reverend Nathaniel boys.
What?
How on earth did he get out here?
It's a miracle.
Bloody hell, I've robbed a bleeding Messiah.
Ask him to walk over here to us.
If he can't do it, send a boat.
Welcome aboard, Reverend.
Good Lord is with you today.
Hayes.
You murderer.
Somebody help me.
Bloody hell.
What the hell's got into you, Reverend?
You murderer. You filthy murderer.
Hey yank back.
You killed my family.
You've taken Sophie.
What did you do to her you black birder.
Hey, ain't no black birder.
Kill him, Captain. Slowly.
Sign the wish, Captain.
Come on and do it.
You got the wrong man, Reverend.
There's no black birds and no Sophie aboard this ship.
Let him go boys.
Then where is she?
I think you know.
I pray to God I do, son.
Take him below.
There. You'll need those.
Thank you.
Still think I did it, don't you?
What proof do I have that you didn't?
Your Blackbird sign is all over that island.
You're well known as a liar, a cheat, a swindler.
- Don't forget. - Bigamist and Barato.
Buccaneer, extortionist, trickster.
Ba muser. Music hall entertainer,
and Master Mariner.
And black birder?
Man who raided your island was Ben Pease.
Who?
Captain Ben Pease.
Long time ago, Ben and I were business partners.
We had a falling out over a certain young lady.
I shot his balls off.
It was an accident.
Now he blames me for everything he does.
Every time he loots or pillages or murders,
he leaves my sign behind.
I'll tell you boy, that son of a bastard will do anything.
And why haven't you done anything about it before?
I don't know.
I've gotten used to it I guess.
Used to it or grown to like it.
Like it.
The notoriety, reputation can have its profits
I know that.
Surely
But the cost has gone too high.
Then you are going to do something about it.
I intend to.
And what of my Sophie?
She's not your Sophie today, boy.
We'll find her.
Before Pease kills her.
He won't kill her.
He may slap her around a little bit,
but he won't hurt her.
Then there has to be an end to Ben Pease.
I'd appreciate it if you'd help me kill him.
I'd be happy to, son.
We'll send him straight to hell where he belongs.
Good morning, Reverend. How are you?
Better than I was.
Good.
Where are we?
Coming into the Port of Samoa.
It's not the jewel of the Pacific,
but it is the center.
Center for what?
Everything, every kind of thieving,
profiteer and criminal in the world
passes through here sooner or later.
What the civilized world won't have
finds a happy home in Samoa.
Including Ben Pease.
That's his brig, The Leona right there.
Well, then shouldn't we go over there
and seize him in his ship right now?
If you want Ben, you don't knock on his front door.
He wouldn't answer.
He'd blow your brains out.
Hello Henry.
Good to see you Bully.
Yeah, good to see you.
Hello Bully.
Hello.
Hello Bully.
I'll be 10 minutes.
Coming about.
Well, he said 10 minutes.
Certainly not.
It's a post office island.
Jezebel
Bully.
Greetings my darling.
Hello Bully.
There's a group of orphans
I helped out many years ago.
Ganja.
Bully.
Excuse me.
Thank you.
You here for the sale?
Sale?
Yeah. The Big Blackbird sale today.
Blackbird Sale, where?
It's at the auction house.
You'll find some good bargains there,
girls, boys, whatever you want.
Don't go over there.
You might get hurt.
I was a varsity boxer at Harvard.
I could take care of myself.
Alright, Ganja Joe.
Where is that son of a bitch Ben Pease?
He's got a girl for--
As I was saying,
where is Mr. Pease?
Get them barrels ready.
We're moving out.
Now?
Now. And bring up an empty one for the girl.
What's the matter?
Bully Hayes is here.
Get ready, young lady.
Where now Mr. Pease?
Nowhere you'd know, pretty.
Don't be so sure.
Have you ever heard of Panape?
Hasn't everyone?
You've got two minutes.
520.
Yes. Come along ladies and gentlemen.
This is a fine young worker.
Plenty of muscles.
525, 30, 35, 40 inches up there.
45. $5.45.
Guy at $5.45.
Hold that at 5.45. Thank you sir.
Stop this!
Stop this.
You're slavers. You're slavers.
You're all slavers.
These people were kidnapped by someone called Ben Pease.
He is a murderer.
Get him outside.
Bully. They're taking me to Panape.
If you should read this and not see me again,
know that I will always remember you. Sophie.
Pack her up.
Time to go.
Come along Mr. Blake.
Post your letter in Mr. Blake.
Alright boys, listen up.
Everything's going according to plan.
Do as I told you and we'll pick 'em off
one by one by one.
Your right. Look out.
Two on the way.
Goodbye.
How many?
And then there were three.
Ben!
Bully.
Ben, you have something of mine.
And what could that be?
I think you know.
It couldn't be the girl, surely.
Give her up Ben or I'll tear your heart out
with my bare hands.
I'd like to oblige, but--
Oblige me, Ben.
Now Bully, you wouldn't wanna go
and ruin our friendship over some little floozy, would you?
Where is she?
Stay outta this boy.
Where is she?
You want her, you have her.
Thanks.
Come on.
You'd think this was the Bloody Pfizer's birthday parade.
What the hell?
We'll never catch that monster.
I know where they're going, Bully.
Yeah.
Panape.
Panape, you sure?
Well, you lost her now then.
Ah, we'll never catch him in the Rona.
Sorry. Laddy.
Forget the Rona
He'll take Mr. Pease's ship,
it's a hell of a lot faster.
Very nice ship.
Yeah.
And you took nicely enough to stealing them too.
I owe it all to you.
Not much of a drinker, are you?
No.
Well, it's a useful habit sometimes.
Like now.
I'd like to apologize.
For what?
I was very quick to judge you.
Oh, what did they say, son?
Don't judge unless...
No, see judge not.
Judge nots. Judge yee.
Judge not lest yee be judged.
Matthew 7:1.
You knew what you were doing in Samoa.
It would've worked out if it wasn't for me.
I don't feel badly
'cause you don't know your way around a whorehouse.
No, I was a fool.
Well, you found out where Pease is taking Sophie.
How'd you work that one anyway?
Open it.
It's to you.
I had suspected,
but I never knew for sure.
Oh, there's nothing to know Nate.
I'm gonna, I call you Nate.
Nate, there's nothing to know.
I looked at her.
I thought about her and I dreamed in my mind that--
Do you love her, Bully?
Yes, I could, but it doesn't matter Nate, she's yours.
Not if you love her, Bully.
Don't you love her?
Of course I love her.
But she loves you.
She wrote you the note.
Only because she thought you were dead.
Bully.
She'd have never written me a note.
Bully, I want you to have her.
Bully.
Look, you're kind of a rank old dog.
And I think a woman like Sophie would be good for you.
Oh, that's awful nice of you to say that Natty.
Oh God. But she's young.
And you're young and you love her.
You got curly hair.
Go on have her.
You need her.
For what?
Wait a minute, Nate,
let's let Sophie decide her own fate.
Let's let her decide which of us she'll have.
She's a man of her own. It's only fair.
Yeah. She can make her own choice.
What if she decides she doesn't want either one of us.
A good one
There it is. Panape.
Why is it so cold?
I wouldn't ask too many questions about Panape, Captain.
You wouldn't like the answers.
I don't like this place.
But it'll still make a fine port for your father.
Eh, cold, evil. Nasty but cheap.
Bloody strange place.
We come in peace.
Otherwise we don't have a prayer.
Very interesting engineering.
Engineering my ass, it's magic.
Pease, man. What bring, happy me. Good now.
This be white king.
Count, I'm a count.
He would know count from a bucket of shit.
But he does know king.
White king bring much gifts.
Come on, give it to him.
Your majesty, my emperor.
You are the bloody emperor.
He doesn't deal with second raiders.
Your majesty I wish,
my country wishes to use your island
as an anchorage for its new naval vessels.
This is very important for Germany.
Very important for me.
How much?
It is a small offering
and is an indication of the,
the friendship between our two--
Not enough.
Of course we have more.
Shrunken heads.
Not enough.
Of course.
We have more.
More?
More what?
How badly do you want your island, Emperor?
You should feel flattered missy.
Not everyone gets off with the guards.
Just the women.
There it is!
Round that point.
Drop anchor, breakout sidearms.
We're going ashore.
You are gonna love the view.
The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
Interesting, ain't it?
It's disgusting.
They're savages.
Yep.
We'll never get her out of that.
If we do save her, Mr. Blake, I'll rely on you to save us.
Hi sir.
You ready Reverend?
Yeah.
Let's go.
Nate, you put this fellow on a tight squeeze.
Bully.
Nathaniel, I thought--
It's all right.
Your majesty.
I should kill you for getting me into all this.
Well done Blake. Let's get back to the shore.
Hey. Hey sir.
Oh, that's what they believe.
Come on now, put your backs into it.
Hey, you fucker.
That bloody pirate stolen my ship.
Nevermind. We use a real one.
What now, Captain?
Get your Bible out, Reverend.
Stand by to fire.
And fire.
How's Gores Blake?
Next time I'll get him.
I need more speed, Captain.
Hold her steady as she goes.
Come with me Mr. Pease.
Up here, Mr. Pease.
Innovation. Three degrees.
Now I have you.
Stand by to fire. And fire.
Get down!
Reload.
Blake!
Hey sir.
Hold your course and stand by
to come hard to port.
Where there's rocks.
If there's rocks, we'll run aground, Blake.
The man's mad.
He's heading straight for the rocks.
Faster, Captain, faster!
Now you shall see what we can do, Mr. Pease.
Oh no, no.
I think you're doing really fine.
Yep. That's real good.
Two degrees to port.
Faster!
Done. Ready.
Stand by.
Now!
Two degrees to port fast.
Standby.
Fire.
Faster, Captain. Faster.
Alright, that's it.
Drop back and clear up.
Come on.
Go down to the forward fife.
Put down to the forward fife.
Great invention, this pea shooter of yours.
Mr. Pease.
Faster into the headland.
Into the headland.
This is my shipment, Mr. Pease.
That's obvious.
Oh, did he to the headland.
More speed, Captain.
More speed.
Tight into the headland.
Hard to port.
Help us.
They got Blake.
Let's go.
Drop the shutters.
We have been boarded.
Count Von Rittenberg we have been boarded.
Nevermind. They're like fleas on our back.
Secure the bridge.
Secure the doors.
What can they do?
What can we do?
Get those muskets.
Alright, jam up the links.
Engineer, after you.
Thank you.
Count they're blocking the eye holes.
They're all over the decks.
Everywhere, at the magazine.
I cannot no longer see.
No matter I can see,
head to port.
Head to port.
We will circle around
and bring our gun to bear on their ship.
My ship
Captain, it's jammed.
Count, the steering is jammed.
You cannot turn.
Of course you can turn.
I repeat. It is jammed.
I can no longer turn.
Then use the engines.
Go to fullest turn.
Why do we not move?
Engine up, go to fullest turn.
Engine up.
Damn idiot.
You couldn't sail this mechanical whale
if it was a tin toy in your own bathtub.
Mr. Pease, I am going to sink their ship.
It isn't their ship.
But anyway, they're all over the top of yours.
Gunte, my sword.
Call out the guard.
Tell us what the hell you are gonna do?
To show them that the German fighting machine
is more than just metal ships.
Oh, the honor of the Von Rittenberg is at stake, huh?
But you don't mind if I just watch.
You don't have any honor, do you?
You coward.
Like I said, it interferes with business, Count.
Hey, you'll be steering a straight course
for quite a while.
It means you'd still work in it.
Oh, highly doubtful, Captain.
Let's get the hell outta here then.
Captain Hayes.
Admiral.
Count.
Whatever.
Bully, are you done?
Oh, hell yeah.
Let's go!
Lieutenant.
Bring this gun to port.
But Mr. Pease.
Lieutenant, bring this gun around.
Yes sir!
Move it faster!
Faster, you idiot!
Keep it moving!
Come on!
A little more!
Put some muscle into it.
That's it.
Just a few more inches.
Then stop.
Stand by to fire.
Bully, this one's for you.
Let's go.
Where do you want me to take you this time?
That was 18 months ago.
I dropped 'em off in Manila.
They wanted to go back home,
try their hand at civilization.
I got restless.
Wanted to do something worthwhile.
That's a sin I picked up from Nate, I guess.
So I started running guns to the anti colonialists
and that's what brought me here today.
The most intriguing story, Captain.
May I ask you some questions?
How are you gonna get out of this one, Bully?
Sweet talk.
Do you wish me to pray for your soul, my son?
What's it gonna cost?
Nothing to look in a good book, my son.
No, thanks buddy.
Reverend.
Alright, are you ready to go?
I'm ready to go, Father.
Sophie now!
Let's go.
Bully, come on!
Take one.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Looks like we're outta land, Reverend.
It's all right, Bully.
Come on.
Just close your eyes.
It's not a bad idea.
That's not an idea.
It sure beats the alternative.
Here we go.
God have mercy!
I prefer the alternative.
Hold steady there.
Nate get in the boat.
Nate, come on.
Nate, get in the boat.
I'm being shot at.
Row.
Row!