All language subtitles for The New World 2005 EXTENDED

Come, spirit.

Help us sing the
story of our land.

You are our mother.

We, your field of corn.

We rise...

from out of the soul of you.

Dear Mother:

You fill the land
with your beauty.

You reach to the end of the world.

How shall I seek you?

Show me your face.

You, the great river...

that never runs dry.

Let him go.

You said to hang him, sir.

Now remember, Smith.

You've come to these
shores in chains.

You're under a cloud...

which will darken
considerably if I

hear any more of your
mutinous remarks.

Is that understood?

Captain Newport, sir.
I found oysters.

They're as thick as my hands.
They're the size of stones, sir.

And there's fish everywhere,
flapping against your legs.

- We're going to live like kings.
- All these months at sea.

I'm weary of looking further.

This place will serve.

We have deep water to the shore,
we can see up and down the river.

Our enemies will have no
advantage of surprise.

Bring the anchors and,
midsails to shore...

in case some homesick persons
decide to slip away with them.

We must be careful not
to offend the naturals.

If our crops fail, we shall be
obliged to trade with them.

Once we're established here,
we may go up the river...

and seek a route to the other sea.

The savages often visit us kindly.

Timid, like a herd
of curious deer.

Tonight we shall sleep aboard our
ships. Everyone in full armour.

In the morning, we will
chop down every tree...

within half a mile of the moorage,
and use the straightest limbs...

to erect a line of watchtowers
and to build our fort.

When we have done that...

we set our wheat and barley, put
up houses and lay in firewood.

Slackers will be whipped at the
sight of their transgression.

- Sir.
- Yes, Emery?

When might we, be going out to...

poke about, sir?

We are not here to
pillage and raid.

We are here to establish a colony.

How many lands behind me?

Gold will do you no good.

Not six months from now, when
the snow has begun to fly.

How many seas?

What blows and dangers?

Fortune never my friend.

Five kegs is gone since we
landed. Somebody stole them.

Rairs gotten to this,
and worms here.

Brand him.

And here.

Cut off his ears.

Captured these two, sir,
talking to the men.

Spying.

Hey, you.

He stole me hatchet.

We've lost the favour
of the naturals.

Had we not sighted
land the day we did...

I would have turned back.

We have eaten the
majority of our stores.

Our best men are sick with fever.

The rest will soon breed mutiny.

We might as well be shipwrecked.

Now...

the naturals tell me of
a city up the river...

and of a mighty king
who lives there.

I propose we send an
envoy to this king...

to see whether he can be
persuaded to trade with us.

Meanwhile, I shall, return to
England for fresh supplies.

I'll not be back until spring.

Radcliffe here will be in command.

As to who will approach
the savage king...

I needn't tell you it will
be a hazardous mission.

Captain Smith is the only
professional soldier among us.

Smith, sir? What are...?
What are his qualifications?

Those you lack.

I should very dearly
like to know one thing.

What is to prevent this
friend of the hangman...

from making league with the
naturals and turning upon us?

Only under the extremity of
torture, I should like to assume.

Or indeed instructing
them in the conduct

of war and English strategies...

if I may make so bold.

His right to the title of
captaincy is dubious at best.

The lowborn son of a farmer...

cannot be expected to behave with
a gentleman's sense of propriety.

Perhaps you'd like
to go, Wingfield.

Smith, you have an opportunity
to repair your reputation.

I expect you to welcome it.

Who are you, whom I
so faintly hear?

Who urge me ever on?

You have the makings
of a leader, Smith.

Can one rely on you?

What voice is this
that speaks within me?

Guides me towards the best?

Where?

Always the star was guiding me.

Leading.

Drawing me on.

To the fabled land.

There life shall begin.

A world equal to our hopes.

A land where one might
wash one's soul pure.

Rise to one's true stature.

We shall make a new start.

A fresh beginning.

Here the blessings of the
earth are bestowed upon all.

None need grow poor.

Here there is good
ground for all...

and no cost but one's labour.

We shall build a
true commonwealth.

Hard work and self-reliance
our virtues.

We shall have no landlords to
rack us with high rents...

or extort the fruit of our labour.

No man shall stand
above any other.

We'll all live under the same law.

Captain, we haven't the
draft to go any further.

Put in.

None shall eat up carelessly what
his friends got worthily...

or steal away that which
virtue has stored up.

Men shall not make each
other their spoil.

Let's go back, sir.
Gather a larger party.

We're lost.

- There the naturals go.
- Let him go.

Tide's run out, captain.

Bottom's dragging on the mud, sir.

Keep your matchlock lit.

Fire a shot if you see anything.

The sun.

And the moon as well.

It shows you how the sun
chases the night...

continually around the world.

The sky? No.

From England, a land to the east.

Leave?

There won't be any
leaving till the spring.

The boats won't be back till then.

We have...

articles that might interest you.

Gunpowder.

At the moment I was to die,
she threw herself upon me.

- Sky.
- Sky.

- Sun.
- Sun.

Water.

Wind. Wind.

Eyes.

Lips.

Ear.

All the children of the king
were beautiful, but she...

the youngest, was so
exceedingly so...

that the sun himself,
though he saw her often...

was surprised whenever she
came out into his presence.

Her father had a dozen wives,
a hundred children...

but she was his favourite.

She exceeded the rest not only
in feature and proportion...

but in wit and spirit too.

All loved her.

Moon.

They are gentle,
loving, faithful...

lacking in all guile and trickery.

The words denoting lying,
deceit, greed...

envy, slander and forgiveness
have never been heard.

They have no jealousy,
no sense of possession.

Real, what I thought a dream.

POWHATAN

I am not guarded.

They trust me as a brother.

Heat.

Heat. Heat. Heat.

I, who was a pirate who lived
to steal what I could.

I am a free man now.

All that they have is given me.

I don't know.

Saved a child from drowning.

Never had it struck me
so forcefully before...

that I have the power to grant
life and health to others.

Lawless.

I was a dead man.

Now I live.

You, my light.

My America.

Love.

Shall we deny it
when it visits us?

Shall we not take
what we are given?

There is only this.

All else is unreal.

Mother...

where do you live?

In the sky?

The clouds?

The sea?

Give me a sign.

We rise.

Afraid of myself.

A god, he seems to me.

What else is life
but being near you?

Do they suspect?

Oh, to be given to you...

you to me.

I will be faithful to you.

True.

Two no more.

One.

I am.

The king announced
that I was free.

He was sending me back.

And on the understanding
that when spring came...

we were to go back to
where we came from.

His chiefs had advised
him to kill me.

I had gained a knowledge of their
arms, their strong places.

But his daughter assured
him I was a good man.

I should tell people that though
the naturals lived in peace...

they yet were strong and would not

suffer their land
to be taken away.

There was no sea
beyond the mountains.

Only a land stretching away
forever in great meadows.

A land which had no end.

Captain Smith.

You're back.

The savages will have
to stop here, captain.

- Where have you been?
- It's like seeing a ghost.

You look like you've
come back from the dead.

- Where's Captain Radcliffe?
- No word.

Shut your mouth. People say
he went over to England.

Did you bring food? Starving.

I brought food. Someone got
killed. Just fell over.

Four months of
stealing and stealing.

Look at him. Bastard. Get up.

Gambling. They bowl while
the houses fall down.

Look at the church.

Sickness coming in from the marsh.

- Who's taking care of you?
- No one.

It's all just dying and
sickness and all that.

- I saw a body in the mud.
- You're a liar.

- I saw a leg in the bed.
- You are a liar.

- Four people died last night.
- Why was the leg in the bed?

Thieves. Jackals. Lash their feet.

You're looking rather well, Smith.
Been enjoying yourself, have you?

Been enjoying yourself
mightily, I expect.

You were sent to relieve
our situation...

not to pleasure yourself.
We here have suffered.

I'll ignore the stories which
bring officials disrepute.

No speeches, Smith.
Things are different now.

We can't allow cheek.

Allow cheek, and we shall have
chaos. I wear the medal now.

I am president and you have been
stripped of your captaincy.

Are you qualified to
pass judgement on me?

That needn't concern
us at the moment.

Pity you were not here at the time
of your trial to defend yourself.

I presume you were too afraid,
too guilty to return.

- My trial?
- Yes.

You were indicted upon a
chapter in Leviticus...

and tried during the
period of your desertion.

Our law is speedy here.

Been keeping all the good
food for himself, Smith.

Giving us rotten corn.

You, sir, have no other
eyes and ears...

than those which grow
on Smith's head here.

He does nothing but
tend his own pot.

I have shared all. I have
kept nothing for myself.

- Nothing.
- His name is not even Wingfield.

It's Woodson. Woodson is the name.

Left England under a
cloud of disgrace.

Seize them. Seize them.

Any man impeding the
punishment of these

rogues will be dealt with harshly.

Here.

There's no sense in waiting
for a trial. This is mutiny.

I dispatch you herewith
in the name of the king.

Dead as an herring.
Serves him right.

I can ratify what Mr Argall said.

I should be ashamed
to let my servant

keep company with such fellows.

You were a servant.

I ate a single chicken,
and that when I were ill.

Small has eaten six, which
he could not be troubled...

I say it's Captain
Smith should lead us.

Aye.

Tell her.

Tell her what?

I love you.

But I cannot love you.

It was a dream.

Now I am awake.

What do you want with him?

- What should we do with him?
- Nothing.

He's mad.

Harmless.

It's yours.

You know...

Withdraw. March.

- March.
- St. George. St. George.

- March.
- St. George. St. George.

I let her love me.

I made her love me.

And what was your
disagreement about?

He said today is the 15th of
October. I said the 17th.

I must.

You were fighting about
the day of the year?

Damnation is like this.

Didn't I tell you to dig a new
well farther from the shore?

Why hasn't this been done?

Every man must stop
what he's doing

right now and start
digging the well.

Those of you that can't carry
the dirt in buckets...

shall carry it with
your own hands.

He that will not
work shall not eat.

The labours of honest
and industrious men...

shall not be consumed to
maintain the idleness of a few.

The country is to them
a misery, a death...

a hell.

Mind yourself, mate.

While they starve,
they dig for gold.

There is no talk, no
hope, no work but this.

If there's so much gold, why
don't the naturals have any?

You're chasing a dream.

You see what men they've sent
us. A headless multitude.

They will not sow corn
for their own bellies.

They will rather
eat their fish raw

than fetch some wood to dress it.

Bad water.

Sturgeon gone.

Mutterings.

They shall plant vineyards
and drink the wine.

I will raise up the tent of
David... Love good and hate evil.

And close up the
breaches of his tent.

Take away from me the noise of
your music and your songs...

so I will not hear the melody. The
Lord has given the command...

and he will smash the large
house into pieces...

and the small house into bits.

Somebody should shoot Small there.

He hasn't got a ghost of a chance,
and he'll contaminate us all.

He used Wortham's spoon, now
Wortham's gone, my friend.

Have we got to wait
until all is dead?

Sir, Ackley's dead.

Somebody ate his hands.

Went out in the height
of style, anyhow.

Such tranquillity, you'd
think he could speak.

I shall miss him. I
think we all shall.

We're 38 now.

To go back up that river.

To love her in the wild.

What holds you here?

What are your
intentions towards her?

Towards them?

There's nothing in the
river. The river's empty.

We wanna go back to
England. Please, can we?

- Where's Captain Newport?
- There's nothing to eat.

Captain Newport will
be back shortly.

Will he have food?

- He'd better.
- When will we go back to England?

They're eating all the dead.

Do you believe in ghosts, captain?

People don't care about
the Indians no more.

Don't put yourself in danger.

You don't have to
do anything else...

for us.

Why have you not come to me?

I know, my love.

Don't trust me.

You don't know who I am.

Remember.

Thank you. God be with you.

God bless. May almighty
God bless you.

May God be with you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Thank you, kindly.

Who are you, whom I love?

She.

Brass twitched her hand.

- Where are you going?
- Crabs in a bucket.

Where you would not
dare to follow.

Scuttling over each other.

Don't you think you
should take more men?

They can come if they choose.

I will see if we can trade
with another tribe.

Sail. Sail on.

Be careful, sir.

What else is life
but living there?

Steal her love.

She lay in peace...

gazed at the sky.

Motionless.

Afraid of what I most desire.

Fool I was.

Cannot walk two paths at
once. Leave her free.

Ride two horses. Can't
deceive the good.

Cling to the good.

As long as you do, you
have a claim in life.

She, unbound.

The source of all evil.

It excuses vulgarity.

Makes wrong right, base noble.

There's something I know
when I'm with you...

that I forget when I'm away.

Tell me, my love...

did you wish for me to come
back and live with you again?

True.

Shut your eyes.

Is this the man I loved?

So long.

A ghost.

Come.

Where are you, my love?

Free.

What do I fear?

Can love lie?

You.

We can't go into the forest.

Could I show you England?

Oh, it's too far.

If I can be with you...

that is all.

That fort is not the world.

The river leads back there.

It leads onward too.

Deeper.

Into the wild.

Start over.

Exchange this false
life for a true one.

Give up the name of Smith.

What are you doing here?

Beg your pardon, sir. You were
gone longer than we expected.

Appears I've wandered
off myself a bit.

Things go badly?

No ties.

Space enough at last.

Break free.

Can I lead them off
some other way?

What about the soil, captain?
Is it as good as we thought?

- Not really.
- Always alone.

In fact, I've rarely
seen such a pest hole.

Look about you,
everything's swamp.

Water standing in lakes and
pools so the ground gives way.

Let the dead bury the dead.

I suspect there's more
puddles than dry land.

Each producing more
mosquitoes in their slime...

and each mosquito is
hungry as a priest.

None but a savage could
inhabit the place.

But west of here...

towards the mountains, or south,
that is something else.

We could sail on. Come...

Seek a passage to
the east. My love.

It flows.

Where? Life.

Are you true?

We, in your soul. Life.

Am I to see them?

My mouth is dry.

My body trembles.

My skin burns.

I have two minds.

Should I tell Father?

There is nothing but this.

What was I?

What am I now?

Oh, Mother.

What have I done?

Love is unbound by limits.

This love is like pain.

I am...

I shall be...

yours.

POWHATAN

Come away.

You must tell me why.

They can't hear.
I've sent them away.

He sees you mean to stay.

They're coming.

Make peace with him.

He won't accept peace.

Why would he?

- Come away.
- And where would we live?

In the woods?

On a treetop?

A hole in the ground?

You have to come with
me into the fort.

Your people will
know you came here.

They'll find out soon enough.

Go. On the double, gentlemen.

God save the king.

- Port your pikes.
- God save the king.

Charge.

And on the Swiss step,
gentlemen, march.

St. George, St. George,
St. George, St. George...

- Prepare to stand.
- St. George, St. George...

- Stand.
- St. George.

Musketeers, advance.

Fire.

Hold the ground.
Hold together, men.

- You're like a herd of deer.
- What are you waiting for?

How can you own land? This
earth was made for such...

that shall improve it
and knows how to live.

They have no sound, sir,
but I couldn't...

Fire on him.

What are you waiting
for? Fire on him.

You heathen bastards.

Please don't. Please. Please.

Seeds of sulphur.

Sons of fire. Devils
in the mouth of hell.

Please don't, please
don't, please don't.

Retreat. Fall back.

Lord...

turn not away thy face.

You desire not the
death of a sinner.

I have gone away from you.

I have not harken to your voice.

Let us not be brought to nothing.

- Gather reinforcements.
- They're climbing up the wall.

The water is poison.

They put a dead dog in the well.

Can't go out to look
for fish or game.

How long can we last?

Starvation does fearful
things to a man.

I hate your hearts.

I'm not sure I should have
the use of this hand again.

My value is the carcasses
of unburied men.

Something you're not telling
us. I got a right to know.

- What was they shouting?
- Tired of your contempt.

What did you do to them?

You don't know where you are.

Something you're not telling us.

Like a wasp in a bottle.

Trapped.

To give light to them.

Deliver us from evil.

Not sit in darkness.

Deal not with us after our sins.

All thy people.

I have become, as it were,
a monster unto many.

Cast me not away.

Make me a clean heart.

Tell him.

The princess is up the
river at Pastancy.

They sent her to her
Uncle Patowomeck...

lord of the naked devils
of that region...

and, by the by, an
acquaintance of mine.

So I get talking to his nibs,
and he proposes to sell her.

He says with her at the fort, the
emperor will not dare attack us.

He dotes on her.

You're certain she's
the one you saw?

With these eyes. I spoke
to the king directly.

And what does this rogue
propose to sell her for?

Well, I was getting to that. His
most favourite thing is combs.

But in this case, he seems to
have his heart set on a kettle.

You know, a copper kettle, like
my mother had for making stew.

What use he means to make of
the instrument I cannot say.

Well?

We don't take hostages.

King James would not approve.

- You'd rather see us annihilated?
- She's done enough for us.

She risked the beating in of
her own brains to save mine.

Come, Argall, threaten me.

Had she not fed us, you
would have starved.

Then I'd know I was going
to live for 1000 years.

She's been the instrument to

preserve this colony
from disaster.

I'll not return her kindness
by making her a captive.

She and her lot are on the
verge of killing us all.

I expect there will be
scarce a handful alive

when the boats return,
if they ever do.

You told us yourself that her
father regards her as no one else.

Or do you have private reasons
for this attitude of yours?

Return to your post.

The penalty for disobeying an
order of the president is hanging.

You're breaking the laws.

This is mutiny.

Me breaking the laws.

I have information Smith here...

is planning to marry the wench and
make himself king of Virginia.

You're no longer in
command, Smitty.

I shall wear the medal now.

You've been derelict in
your duties to the king.

You've betrayed these
citizens of Jamestown.

I therefore pronounce
you unworthy...

of being a member of this colony.

You are no longer
in command, Smitty.

Oh, oh, high and mighty,
lord and ruler.

No. No.

We must have order, huh?

We can't have everyone
running around...

giving themselves
airs and graces...

because then... Then we
would have chaos, huh?

- Scream.
- Come near.

- Getting the strokes.
- Come near me.

You say... You say, "Friend,
friend, dear friend...

I pray to the gods...
You touch me now.

For your good health for the
rest of my life, I will."

No man shows me disrespect.

In all things...

may I stand by you.

Put him to hard labour.

Send him to the forest to hew
fresh timbers for the walls.

Set him by the heels each
night when he's done...

that through the long watches he

might reflect on his
transgressions.

Put it down.

Look behind you.

Move back. Now you are
the future, barking dog.

Oh, Mother...

has he sent this ship for me?

Conscience is nuisance.

A fly.

A barking dog.

If you don't believe
you have one...

what trouble can it be to you?

Mother...

you are my strength...

or I have none.

Throw us your forward line.

The president.

Yes, I neglected to tell you.

The captain's no longer
occupying that post.

He will be able to explain
the reasons better than I.

It's the princess.

This will be your house, my lady.

Reverend Whitaker, the
one what lived here...

well, he's... He's dead
and gone now, so...

The ships returned,
firing their cannons...

causing the naturals
to sue for peace.

They said they were
going to fetch you.

I was against it.

I didn't wanna harm you.

There's disaster all
around. We should

have stopped before
it was too late.

What is right?

Give.

Wrong? Who is this man?

Now...

all is perfect.

Let me be lost.

True.

You flow through me...

like a river.

Come.

Follow me.

Oh, Lord, thank you.

Captain.

Very well.

Leave us alone.

You wish to bring charges
against this man?

Are you sure?

Well, fine then, Argall, enough
of your quarrels. Be off.

I have news for you.

The king wants you to
return to England...

to prepare an
expedition of your own.

To chart the northern coasts...

to see if you might find
a passage to the Indies.

I remember when you had
sight and ambition.

Shall you not press on?

Shall you be a
discoverer of passages

which you yourself
refuse to explore...

beyond the threshold, that is?

King has great hopes
for you. Plans.

She's to take care of you now.

My name's Mary.

- And yours, I believe is...
- Oh, no...

she says that's not
her name any more.

She hasn't got a name.

How unfortunate.

Well, we shall have
to give you one.

Here.

Rub with the towel.

I will find joy in all I see.

- Where am I going?
- Mother.

- Fast.
- Just little steps.

So fast. I want my love.

Oh.

To go to him.

- The river.
- Living water.

To meet him.

Where does it come from?

Where is it going?

Why do they want gold?

Can't they make it?

We shall lose not
only our lives...

Do they eat it?

And our land...

but our eternal birthright.

Look beyond these gates.

Eden lies about us still.

We have escaped the Old
World and its bondage.

Let us make a new beginning...

and create a fresh
example for humanity.

We are the pioneers of the world.

The advance guard sent on
through the wilderness...

to break a new path.

And our youth is our strength,
and our inexperience our wisdom.

God has given us...

a promised land, a
great inheritance.

Woe betide if ever we
turn our back on him.

Let us prepare a land
where a man may rise...

to his true stature.

A land of the future, a new
kingdom of the spirit.

Remember what this country was...

Am I as you like?

His eyes.

You knew me as I was...

long ago.

I have never truly been the
man I seem to you to be.

What does he say?

Come, let's sit by the river.

Mean?

I can't sleep till
I see you again.

Look up.

You have no evil.

I belong to you.

He knows.

Where am I?

Wait two months...

then tell her I am dead.

Drowned.

Like that.

He's left you, princess.

He told you a pack of lies.

Forget about him.

I, have some terrible news.

Captain Smith is dead. He
drowned in the crossing.

He loved you very much.

Unwed.

Where is your love now?

Where is our child?

You have gone away with my life.

Killed the god in me.

Does the sun see this?

On the bed of fate, we lie.

We can enter you.

Question you.

I mourn.

I grieve.

Take my hand, Father.

Scorned.

Cast out, cut off.

A dog.

Come, death.

Take me.

Set me free.

Let me be what I was.

When first I saw her, she was
regarded as someone finished.

Broken, lost.

She seemed barely to notice
the others about her.

I would like to spend
the afternoon with you.

How do I ask?

A nature like yours can
turn trouble into good.

All this sorrow will
give you strength...

and point you on a higher way.

Think of a tree, how it
grows around its wounds.

If a branch breaks off,
it don't stop...

but keeps reaching
towards the light.

We must meet misfortune boldly,
and not suffer it to frighten us.

We must act the play out...

then live our troubles
down, my lady.

April, May...

and June, July, August.

- What is a day?
- A day?

An hour?

An hour is 60 minutes.

Why does the earth have colours?

Many passions have I endured.

Daily, hourly.

Even in my sleep.

Awaking me to astonishment.

This love has become...

such a labyrinth...

that I no longer know...
Were you sad...

how to wind myself out from it.

To lose your wife and daughter?

Name this person.

Rebecca.

Rebecca, I baptise thee...

in the name of the
Father and the Son...

and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

She has accepted my invitation
to work in the fields.

For Rebecca.

She'll be missed.

She understands the
culture of tobacco.

She's a good lass.

The people were
sorry at her going.

Hours pass.

She speaks not a word.

Who are you?

What do you dream of?

We're like grass.

Are you kind?

She weaves all things together.

I touched her long ago...

without knowing her name.

All sings to her.

Suppose I asked you to marry
me. What would you say?

Are you asking me?

Where would we live?

Here.

England, if you wish. Perhaps
that would be best. We could...

Well, you could forget
your life in this place.

Why do you shrink from me?

Wort you say yes?

If you like.

This isn't what I expected.

Rebecca.

I'm sorry.

Why are you crying?

I suppose...

I must be happy.

You do not love me now.

Someday you will.

You're not ignorant to the
displeasure which God conceived...

against the sons of Levi and
Israel for marrying strange wives.

No.

Would you do anything necessary
to bring this about?

Yes.

Would you write a petition...

explaining as the wealthiest
planter in Virginia...

The governor requires a
letter... The benefit?

Stating acceptable
reasons for our union.

Could you state your
hope that this might

begin the work of
converting the naturals?

That this idea came
to you in no way

through any carnal affection...

but for the good
of the plantation.

For the honour of your country.

And your own soul.

Humiliated.

To save an unbelieving creature...

And yet he does not touch me.

If this be not your true intent...

would you do that?

Yes.

Then surely you do
love her, Mr Rolfe.

Write.

I require and charge you...

as you will answer on the
dreadful Day of Judgement...

when the secrets of all
hearts are disclosed...

that if you know any impediment...

why you should not be lawfully
joined together in matrimony...

you will confess it.

Mother...

why can I not feel as I should?

Must?

Once false...

I must not be again.

Take out the thorn.

He is like a tree.

He shelters me.

I lie in his shade.

Can I ignore my heart?

What is from you...

and what is not?

Great Sun, I offer you thanks.

You give life to the trees...

and hills.

To the streams of water.

To all.

Mother...

your love...

is before my eyes.

Show me your way.

Teach me your path.

Give me a humble heart.

We've had some surprising news.

We've been invited to England...

by the king and queen.

There will be...

a royal audience in your honour.

You're known to them all.

Gave him up to pirates
when his ship was stopped.

Five years before he
could get a commission.

Five years.

All them ships went
off to Newfoundland.

Yes. Who would have guessed?

He poked around the north,
then he went home.

Captain Smith.

Yeah, he could make you laugh.

Things are different now.

They've sent him back to London.

What a shame. They say he's
done much for this place.

Captain Smith is alive?

You saw him?

I cannot do that.

Why not?

It would mean something
I do not feel.

What's come over you?

I'm married...

to him.

He lives.

I heard it by the fort.

He's still alive.

Married?

You don't know the meaning
of the word exactly.

But I am.

Sweet wife...

love made the bond.

Love can break it too.

There is that in her...

I shall not know.

Stand aside, I say.

Homage sweetly pay

Whilst towering in the azure sky

They celebrate this happy day.

Let rolling streams
their gladness show

With gentle murmurs
whilst they play

And in their wild meanders flow

Rejoicing in this blessed day.

Kind health descends
on downy wings

Angels conduct her on the way

The New World's Princess
New life brings

And swells our joys upon this day.

Mother...

stay near me.

Sweet wife...

do you care for me still?

I cannot be to you what I am not.

She would never have married me
had she known that he were alive.

She bound herself to me in
ignorance, and I will not...

I will not let her be encumbered
by a tie which she despises...

and enter to her mischief.

I will do nothing
against her will.

I think you still love the man...

and that you will not be at
peace until you see him.

In my vanity, I thought...

I could make you love me...

and one cannot do
that, or should not.

You have walked...

blindly...

into a situation that
you did not anticipate.

I will not rob you of
your self-respect.

You are the man I
thought you were.

And more.

Did I make a mistake
in coming here?

I would have come before...

except I've been away
from the capital.

Perhaps I'm out of order
speaking with you this way...

but I've thought of you often.

So after I left, it
went well for you.

I heard the king and
queen received you.

Everybody says you were
a great favourite.

They all speak of you. One
hears them in the streets.

"Her Ladyship." Who
would have guessed it?

You knew...

I had promise.

- Didn't you?
- Yes.

Did you find your Indies, John?

You shall.

I may have sailed past them.

I thought it was a dream...

what we knew in the forest.

It's the only truth.

It seems as if I were speaking
to you for the first time.

Could we not go home?

As soon as possible.

My husband.

Listen.

Thomas.

Where?

Mother...

now I know where you live.

Thirteenth of April, 1616.

- Mother. Mother.
- Dear son:

I write this so that
someday in the future...

you might understand
a circumstance...

which shall be but a
far memory to you.

Your dear mother, Rebecca...

fell ill in our outward passage...

at Gravesend.

She gently reminded
me that all must die.

"'Tis enough," she said, "that
you, our child, should live."