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Now, this is a musket.

It's a gun, a weapon.

- Gun. - Gun.

- Weapon. - Weapon.

- Weapon. That's right. Yeah. - Weapon.

Ball. Wad. Powder.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Mouth? - Mouth?

There was a cape? The red?

Red mouth.

- Weapon. - Red-mouthed weapon. That's right.

Lion.

Barrel. Butt. Trigger.

Cock. Flint.

Frizzen.

Now you're learning.

That's good.

I thought you would be back in Maui by now.

I did not think I would have to come to Oʻahu for you.

Oʻahu has not fallen as easily as we thought.

And you did not come to Oʻahu.

I summoned you.

You are my advisor.

The Maui Chiefs are eager for further conquest.

They are hopeful to see the Prophecy fulfilled.

Let us hope we can be worthy of it.

My Prince.

Your father is waiting for you with his war party.

What war party?

We can't hold much longer.

There are only a few strongholds left.

Kahekili acts on the visions his god shows him.

If we kill Kahekili,

the vision dies with him.

How?

Our spies have poisoned the food of the King's Council.

They should return shortly.

Your desperation has done this,

old friend.

You are lineage of the great Kākuhihewa.

Kneel before the Prophesied King

and the last of Oʻahu's Chiefs will follow.

Wait!

Please. Not my family.

I pledge to you my loyalty,

my King.

Loyalty?

Loyalty.

You chose poison for me.

Now choose it for one of them.

What?

Please.

Not this.

Your bloodline

is not worthy to serve in the Kingdom of Thunder.

Kill them all.

Where is he?

He's on the shore.

There's Kamehameha!

You've been spending much of your time here.

You missed another council meeting.

This is no way to lead your district.

Here, with my warriors, we yield results.

At the council, we yield more talk.

There is news from Kaʻū.

Your uncle's health grows worse.

His time as king is growing short.

He has asked for you

and your cousin.

He is here, Father.

Some have questioned

why I keep the relics of the Paleskin

among the trophies of conquered Chiefs.

Captain Cook was a great Chief.

He was an ignorant navigator, surrounded by weak men.

Nothing more.

Stand Kamehameha.

I am on the journey of death.

My time is too short for formalities.

King Kahekili grows stronger

and will come to our shores.

I fear the gods will deny me

the greatest battle in the history of our kingdoms.

When I die,

how will you protect Hawaiʻi?

You hold the great God of War.

No king has lost when...

I will call Kahekili to the blackened earth of Kaʻū.

Here with the great God of War

we will destroy him

and silence the thunder he worships.

What say you, Kamehameha?

Should the day come you are no longer with us,

Keōua will be king.

I will follow where he leads.

Keōua is not king today.

Speak your mind.

How would you protect our kingdom?

I would increase our food storage.

In the battle of Kamokuhī,

Hawaiʻi forces attacked a post in Lānaʻi.

With no food,

the warriors were forced to eat wild roots of kūpala,

bringing a great sickness of loose bowels.

Hawaiʻi lost, not for lack of warriors or spears

but lack of food.

Even if we began today

it would take nine months to have enough storage.

I have already begun.

We have storage huts near every sacred site in Kohala's district.

I must rest.

"...As they that went before were affrighted."

"Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked."

You said you would tell me of your travels.

A... Ala... Alaska?

Yes, Alaska.

Alaska.

It is... real?

Oh, it is real.

A land of endless white snow.

Frozen rain.

Kaʻahumanu.

Stay, John.

Our lesson for today is not over.

It is time.

I ask you to speak English when John Young is here.

He is neither warrior

nor Chief

and of no importance to me.

Go away, John Young.

The High Priest said you marry tonight under the moon of Māhealani.

Not yet, please.

We wait no more.

Take a generous pour, gentlemen.

You've earned it.

Some for Kaʻiana too.

Still don't know why Captain pulled him from the water.

Sand lovin' devils would never do that for us.

He saved the captain.

They killed John over there.

Figured you'd care more about that than your brown-bellied friend.

If it were up to me, we'd go back and take the island for ourselves.

That's why ain't nothing left up to you, Marley.

You just an idiot masquerading as a fool.

Sailing open waters together does not make us equal.

Don't you forget that, boy.

Your ration.

If you don't want it, sell it or trade with one of the men.

They have nothing I want.

You spend more time with these guns than you do with the crew.

I am not crew.

I go home after trade.

They need me there.

Yes.

Your Prophecy.

As far as I've seen, Kaʻiana, men of every color do unspeakable things

for their gods and the prophesies they believe in.

I must go back.

I guess you'll get your chance.

Captain says we should reach Zamboanga in the next day or so.

You'll be heading home after that.

Is it true in Zamboanga you can get anything?

For a price.

Father!

Why force me to marry now?

King Kalaniʻōpuʻu is near death.

Soon Kamehameha will face more responsibility.

You continue to speak of politics

but have yet to tell me the real reason I am here.

Kamehameha needs you.

I will be one of many wives to come.

What need does he have of me?

I believe Kamehameha to be the Prophesied One.

How can this be?

I was Chief to Kamehameha's father.

I was there the night he was born.

It was the same night the prophetic star burned across the sky.

While everyone waited for a king to rise,

I saw a king born.

But he is hesitant to accept who he is.

But you

trust in who you are.

I need you to show him how to do the same.

I have heard of your abilities as a warrior.

How are you?

I heard you are to marry.

How are you?

Listen up!

To those of you leaving us once we dock,

I wish you well and thank you for your work.

For those staying on for the expedition back to Alaska,

remain close and conduct yourselves appropriately.

You know, don't get lost at the bottom of a mug

or between the legs of some lass.

Prepare the cargo.

The faster we unload, the faster we all get paid.

That's a King's ransom you're holding in your hands, Kaʻiana.

Men will trade for this?

Oh, yes.

And nothing better than grog and a hot bath.

I know a place where the grog and the food are good,

but the women are ugly.

That's just how I like it.

Let's go.

How may I be of service?

- We trade. - You would like to buy it?

Need more.

How many more?

Many.

You thought you could just go in there and buy yourself an army's worth of guns?

Come on.

We can talk about it over some food.

Hey.

Wait here. I may be a minute or two.

You!

You!

What are you supposed to be?

You look like a fucking peacock.

What is that--

You there.

A Chief of Maui here?

You're Hawaiian.

Come.

Welcome to the jewel in Zamboanga's crown of shit.

If you are looking for trade, I am your woman.

I've been everywhere, so I can get you anything.

My name is Waineʻe, but the Haole can never pronounce it.

So they call me Vai.

Who the hell are you?

I am Kaʻiana, son of ʻAhuʻula.

ʻAhuʻula?

How does a chief of Maui find himself in Zamboanga?

We was lost.

We got lucky in finding them islands.

Picked him up along the way.

Your ship is still here?

For a few more days.

Captain has another expedition planned, said he'd take Kaʻiana home after that.

But first, we get red-mouth weapon.

I don't know how you're gonna get enough guns for an army.

Why do you need guns?

I made a mistake. I must fix it.

With guns?

It must have been a big mistake.

Go!

Go!

Kaʻiana.

Speak English here.

And change into something that does not turn too many heads.

I can get your guns.

Why help me?

Because you are going to help me.

We have just finished the longest haul this ship has ever seen.

Right.

Now, I have no love for these Spanish bastards,

but they pay well,

and they are hungry for anything that I might bring 'em.

But what kind of deal would I need from the likes of, you know, you? Yeah?

Kaʻiana needs guns.

Guns?

I couldn't get you guns if I wanted to.

It's too much trouble with the officials, you know.

I have friends who work around them.

So smugglers? Right.

So you're looking for a loan.

See...

afraid that's not a business I entertain, either.

You will be repaid with a business endeavor men kill for.

Sandalwood?

It is so rare

that a trader from Zamboanga can sell it for five times its value

in both China and Europe.

And our islands have mountains full of it.

You want to start a sandalwood trade?

We would be partners.

It will make you richer than you ever thought possible.

Well, we would only be one ship, you know.

So how would we compete against East India?

They do not know where our small islands lie.

And you will have Kaʻiana to help convince the chiefs of our home to allow it.

You sell our home?

No.

The trade would be ours.

The money to benefit our people.

It will work, Kaʻiana.

I have thought about this for many years.

Yeah, it could work.

You have been gone too long.

You see the world like the Paleskin.

You should too, Kaʻiana.

It was not always like this here.

This was their home before the Spanish came.

They took everything.

They will come to our islands. Turn that into another Zamboanga.

We will fight them.

With what? Your spear?

That is no match for their guns

and the Pale-man's greed is stronger than any god or prophesy you fight for.

There has to be another way.

It is only a matter of time before our waters will be full of foreign ships,

all of which to trade or to take what we have.

Sandalwood is money, and money is all the Pale-man respect.

Maybe all you respect, too.

We can control the future of our people.

But we cannot do it without you, Kaʻiana.

You are the only chief who knows what will come to our shores.

Either we control the trade or we lose everything.

Get your guns and let us return home.

Good evening, Captain Metcalfe.

Captain Metcalfe.

Do I know you?

I'm Marley, a blacksmith and armorer by trade.

I have crew, Mr. Marley.

I'm not looking for a job, Captain.

There's a cluster of unmapped islands deep in the Pacific.

Untouched by the hands of Christian men.

Whoever takes these islands

can control the pathways of the Pacific from Alaska to Canton.

Why, we'd be the kings of our own paradise.

Why bring this to me?

I've seen the Sand Savage up close.

They are a warrior people with no fear of musket and cannon,

as of yet.

Few trade-captains would be willing to do what must be done in order to...

tame them.

Father.

So you know,

your mother and I did not betroth you without careful consideration.

You have a duty to your Chief.

You think that I would give my only daughter away out of duty?

As king,

Kamehameha will face many unknowns.

The gods have made it clear to me, Kaʻahumanu,

the person he needs is you.

Then why have the gods kept their secrets from me?

As a Chief's wife, my first duty is to bear him a son,

an heir to help spread his legacy.

The Prophetess saw nothing for me.

She said the seed of Kamehameha cannot live in me.

What does that mean?

It means I will never bear him children.

When he sees there is no future with me,

he will turn to a wife that can carry his child.

I am so sorry, Father,

but I will never be what you hoped for.

Never tell him this.

Well, what's your name?

Come on. You show me the way.

Greetings to you, the finest blossom of East Maui.

As his newest wife, you will share his bed as we do.

Your life will be in service of his.

Do not fight it, Kaʻahumanu.

Your children will bring the union of Hawaiʻi with Maui.

It is a blessing.

What is this?

Hoʻomaukeiki.

The gods ask Kaʻahumanu to give Kamehameha a son.

To the woman in the rising flame,

there was a seeking of the lost. Now it is found.

A mate is found, one to share the chills of winter.

The sky is changing.

Hākoʻilani, the house of respite is secured.

Love has made a plea that you two become united.

Here is a perch, a heavenly resting place.

You two are now one. The darkness withdraws.

The east is beginning to brighten.

For the day is here at last!

The night is kapu until the light of the day arrives.

You are wedded,

free to each other.

The prayer has taken flight.

The day is here.

The prayer is said.

The kapu is freed.

I pray the gods have blessed us this night.

Yes, my Chief.

You move real easy in the dark with that nigger skin, don't ya, boy?

What the hell are you doing here, Marley?

I just... Captain asked me to...

Captain never told you nothing.

Yeah.

Well, why don't we wait for him to come back and we'll see what he said.

He'd be worth more alive than dead.

Did ya hear that?

I'm gonna send you back where you belong.

No. No.

No! No...

Get out of here.