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Flint: We're going that way.

Silver: That's a ship killer.

We should have taken
the pardons.

The men, I understand.

Flint had them exactly
where he needed them.

But he had me there, too.

- These are identical.
- What are you suggesting?

That we exchange it,
find partners,

and trade coin for commodities
far easier to protect.

Teach: I returned to go on
the account as I know it,

because in this place

I believed I could find
the men necessary to do so.

And in particular one man

that I thought worthy
of standing alongside me

at the head of a terrible fleet.

I'm all too aware what Charles vane's
capable of destroying

when he sets his mind on it.

What is it you would like
to have him take from you?

Captain flint is dead.

We're not moving.

The storm drove us east.
We are becalmed.

(Theme music playing)

(Waves crashing, music playing)

(Distant voices, laughter)

(Man groaning)

(Groaning continues)

Son of the wealthiest man
in St. Kitts, they say.

Also say he fucked his partner

out of their trading company.

Stole it all.

A world where he's the civilized one
and we're the savages

is a world I'm never
gonna fuckin' understand.

(Groans)

- Oh.
- (Giggles)

That was nice.

Hopefully we have
shown you our thanks

for agreeing to conduct
this transaction on our soil

and that we can
be most hospitable

to our partners in trade.

Now shall we conclude
our business?

316 black pearls to be exchanged

for 46,121 pieces of eight.

The method of our figuring
this value for each item

has been recorded if either party
wishes to know it.

I would like to see it, please.

A literate negress. (Chuckles)

Is there no end to the surprises
this place has to offer?

What the fuck did he just say?

(Speaks French)

I imagine she comes
from slave stock.

Of some sort, yeah?

I understand she can dress
as a civilized woman,

but to behave as one,
that is impressive.

The accounts are acceptable.
We have a deal.

You seem like a lovely creature.

When the governor arrives,
if you do indeed flee,

there will be a place
for you in my employ.

Governor? What governor?

You are disposing
of your treasury

of ill-gotten plunder

so you might leave this place
before the new regime arrives.

That's what I thought this was
all about in the first place.

You don't know, do you?

- Invasion?
- A fleet.

Eight ships, soldiers, 700,

all led by a man claiming to have been
appointed governor of this place

and empowered to take it back

by force if necessary.

News of this
is spreading quickly.

How long until they arrive here?

12 days, approximately.

How many batteries have been
repaired on the fort walls?

Two. Two guns each.

The fifth and sixth guns
are going up tomorrow.

Did he say how
the fleet was comprised?

How many men of war?

He didn't say.

Well, how many guns did he say?

He didn't say.

Well, whatever it is,

six guns ain't gonna be
enough to stop it.

If they were supporting
a fleet in the bay.

Aline in defense
of the harbor mouth.

Yeah, but how many
of those crews

can we honestly expect
to participate in that fight?

A third? Half if we're lucky?

What if it were all of them?

All the crews.

All that matter, yes.

Burgess. Woodall. The cockrams.

Have you met those people?

They're not exactly
a rally around a flag sort.

How could you possibly
convince them all

to join a fight like this?

Because if they all join,
there may be no fight.

A show of force.

A massive show of force.

A thousand men, a dozen ships,

plus the man 0' war,

all organized for battle.

Organized under who?
Flint is still nowhere to be found.

He'll return in time,
and if he doesn't, I'll do it.

Look me in the face
and tell me you doubt it.

If we all unite, the fight
that we will present to our invaders

will appear so costly
and painful,

they will choose
to walk away from it

rather than risk
humiliation at our hands.

Increase their fear of defeat,

and we decrease the cost
of our victory.

I believe it is to be done.

Tell me you do, too,

and we'll make it happen together.

Rogers:
I've just concluded meeting

with commodore Chamberlain
and his staff.

The date has been set
for our arrival in Nassau,

roughly two weeks from today,

and when that happens,

decisions are gonna be made
over a matter of hours

that will determine the future of
the island for decades to come.

And almost all of it
is going to depend upon that.

What is this?

The address I intend to make
to the inhabitants of Nassau

in which I will invite them all

to accept the king's pardon

and join my efforts
to restore law, order,

and commerce
to new Providence island.

So you're just going
to sail into the harbor,

row yourself onto the beach,
and read this?

Captain hornigold believes
that without captain flint,

there is no one left
on that island

capable of mounting
an organized defense of the bay.

Do you disagree?

An organized defense?

Captain flint was the only
true strategist among them.

But that doesn't mean
that the others

won't mount a disorganized one.

Well, I'm not concerned
about the odd skirmish.

All that matters
is whether that works.

Commodore Chamberlain
is resolved

that either the pirates
take to the pardon immediately

or Nassau will be considered
hostile territory.

He would then mount
a full-scale invasion of the beach,

costing me any chance
I might have

of a peaceful transition.

And you need my help to ensure

that this address is drawn
to win the most converts?

Precisely.

How sure are you
that it would be a bad thing?

What's that?

If the Navy took over,
stormed the beach and cleared it,

and why would that
be such a bad thing?

I wouldn't say
"law and order" here.

Either is fine.
The phrase they find upsetting.

If the Navy takes the beach,

there is no way
I will recapture the trust

of the men who would
otherwise have surrendered.

You wouldn't need their trust

if they were either dead
or terrified of you.

Seems the Navy is offering
to see to one or the other.

It could take months
to pacify the island by force.

It would be preferable to me

to spend those months
building commerce

instead of putting out fires.

Yes, but if the Navy
were to remove anybody

who was setting those fires,

again, would that
not be preferable?

How exactly did you become
the one asking questions here?

And anyone who thinks
it's so easy

to win a war by force

has never actually been
responsible for fighting one.

You're not saying
that you can't win.

You're saying it would take
too long to win it.

With all these resources,
you could outlast them.

Clearly you could outlast them.

So why are you so concerned
about the time?

There were a number of parties

to whom I had to make promises

in exchange for their support
of this operation,

schedules that had to be met.

And with many of these parties,

whitehall, my equity investors,
my creditors,

the lapse of a deadline or two

might be bargained away.

But there is one
particular party

whose Patience
I do not wish to test,

a party whose history
with the pirates of Nassau

suggests an extreme reaction
would likely follow.

Spain.

What did you have
to promise them?

That I would seize fort Nassau,

secure the remains of
the urca de Lima's gold stored within it,

and return it to Havana.

Promptly.

Failure to do so
would confirm for them

that I am simply a pirate
by another name,

not to be trusted,

and would result in a launch
of a fleet of ten ships

and soldiers numbering 1,500
to raze Nassau to the ground.

How long did they give you?

- Eight weeks.
- (Sighs)

Eight? Jesus.

As long as the fort is taken
quickly and in its entirety,

everything should be fine.

Teach: We're all dead men.

Smote by a storm,

the product of his rage.

We are dead men.

(Man coughs)

Consigned to a place
where we are no longer worthy

even of the good lord's anger

and must endure
his indifference.

We are dead men.

Left to suffer,

knowing that he no longer
hears our cries,

because in this place...

He is absent.

How bad is it?

Since we've been becalmed,

our rate of drift has suggested

we had a good chance
of making landfall

on one of these islands

in approximately a week
to ten days' time.

Based on our readings today
and yesterday, however,

I would say that that estimate
is far too optimistic.

We'll have to cut
the men's rations again.

I agree.

If anything, stores are dwindling
faster than we thought.

Fresh water is just about gone.

Food stores have been empty

for about three days,

and the haul from the eel nets
isn't keeping pace.

Mr. Silver and I
will inform the crew.

It can't be uniform,

the decreases in rations.

At a certain point,

if we're all weakened
beyond the point

at which any of us
can hoist our sails,

we're all dead anyway.

Then what would you suggest?

I would suggest
that we draw up two lists.

One with the names of the men

critical to sailing this ship
once the wind returns,

and second, the men who aren't.

You think we should feed some of
the men more than others?

No, I think we should feed
some of the men and not others.

The survival of the greatest
number of men on this crew

rests entirely on our ability

to maneuver this ship to land.

Any food that is diverted
away from men

necessary to that end
only increases our chance

that every one of us
on this ship dies.

You can't divide
the men like that.

Most of the men on that list

will survive
in a weakened state.

Most of them.

Well, why not
just take the second list

and push 'em over
the side right now?

Wouldn't that save us all
a lot of trouble?

Billy: Hey, hey, hey.

Those men out there hear
the two of you arguing,

and they might just lose
whatever faith they've got left

that we have any idea
what we're doing in here.

I will challenge you

with the men
and resist this plan.

If you challenge me in any way
while we exist in this state,

I will be forced
to make an issue

of how we entered into it
in the first place.

How your failure to inform them

of the danger inherent

in investigating
hallendale's ship

led us into the trap
that began all this.

Billy: It is his responsibility
to challenge you.

Not now.

Not in this state.

I'm asserting that as captain

in a life-threatening situation,

it is my right to have complete control
over ship and men

for the sake of their
collective welfare

until such time as we emerge
from this situation.

In the meantime,
I will compile two lists.

Those men entitled to full
food and water rations,

and those only on limited water
for the time being.

(Door slams)

We'll need to keep
a close eye on him.

As dehydration sets in,

we will all be subject
to its effects.

Loss of reason, anger...

Eventually hallucinations.

He isn't iosin' his mind.

He's been concerned
about this for some time.

About you.

He thinks I have lost my reason.

That the events of charlestown

and everything since
is driving me mad.

Is it?

(Door opening, slamming)

You want us
to combine our forces

and engage a fleet
of a half a dozen ships,

and you want us to do it

with six guns supporting us
from the fort

so that we can frighten
the British Navy into retreat?

We understand
there are eight ships, not six.

Yes, to the rest of it.

Jesus Christ, Jack.

Uh, if I may.

It stands to reason that
if we threaten to defend this place,

then we need to have a plan
to follow through.

If the bluff is called,
then we...

There is no bluff here.

If we can discourage them
from engaging,

so much the better.

If not, we fight
to protect the island.

Throckmorton:
With who in command of the fleet?

No one's seen flint in weeks.

When he hears news
of the invasion, he'll return.

But if he doesn't?

No man has his skill
in leading a fleet in battle.

Not even you.

What the fuck's
the matter with you people?

We haven't done enough for you?

You turn your back on us now?

You can see his point, though.

If no flint,
the strategy involved

in coordinating
this fleet will be...

(Whistles)
That's enough. You, sit down.

And the rest of you,
please listen closely.

I never approved
of Eleanor Guthrie's

harsh mothering of this place.

I believe my record
on that issue is in good order.

That said, if you're going
to behave like children,

then I will be your daddy.

When this meeting breaks,

I will address the street,
your crews,

and I will persuade them

that a defense of this place
isn't just desirable,

it is critical to their ability
to call themselves men.

I'll have them in such a state

that any captain in this room

who speaks in opposition
to this plan...

Opposition borne from what?

A fear of losing.

Will not long
call himself captain.

I'm committed to this.

Charles is committed to this.

Captain flint
will be returning soon.

He is most committed to this.

And if that weren't enough,

you will recall that Anne and I

have put thousands
of pieces into your pockets

in contemplation of the day

when your cooperation
would be called upon

to defend this place.

That day is today,
and you will answer the call.

Teach: Flint is dead.

(Men murmur)

News was in St. Kitts.
Went down in a storm,

pursued by the leading edge
of this invasion force,

the pirate hunter by the name
of Benjamin hornigold.

(Murmuring continues)

Before anyone
commits to anything,

just know that you'll
be doing it without flint.

But I may be able to offer
an alternative.

Let us agree that
if you walk downstairs

without something to bring
those men together,

to unify them, there will be
no defense of this harbor,

that you will fall
the moment challenged.

And you can offer me
that something?

I'm prepared to step
into captain flint's shoes,

unify those men, prosecute
a defense of the harbor,

and repel the Navy
from here definitively

if once I've done it,

you agree to join me in sailing away
from here for good.

You would enter into a fight

to defend something you have
so little regard for

just to have my partnership?

I know you're incapable
of running from this fight,

going back on your word
to your friend downstairs,

so I won't ask you to.

But I will offer you the best
of all possible worlds...

Beating the English,
keeping your word to rackham,

and being free of the burden
of this place all at once.

Burden of this place?

You not heard a word I've said?

I am committed to it.

Your commitment is your burden.

Consider what this place
has forced you to become

since you made that commitment...

A slaveholder,
a man forced to beg his peers

to join him in battle.

There's not a man in that parlor

who would lift a finger
in your defense,

yet you would die in theirs.

Jack would. Jack has.

Of course he has.

How else does a man like that

survive in a place like this

except cleave himself
to one stronger than he?

And for this,
he offers you what?

Loyahy?
That is how a dog survives.

Not a man.

I do not seek your partnership

because I am too weak
to defend myself.

I don't seek it
to protect my things

or to increase profit.

Then why do you?

You've been gone eight years,

and suddenly my partnership
is this valuable to you?

Why?

Eight years.

Nine wives.

No sons.

There is an instinct
to leave behind

something made
in one's own image.

Nature has denied me
the ability, it would seem,

but not the need.

But whereas the natural way

requires no consent
from the other party,

in this case, I'm not so lucky.

So there it is.

Yes or no?

(Chattering)

He's leaving.

Once this is done,
assuming we're still alive,

he's leaving with teach.

I heard.

It bothers me...

I don't know why,
but it bothers me.

Why do you think that is?

'Cause you give a shit
what he thinks of you?

You always have.

- You think?
- Yeah.

You ain't alone.

Plenty of men in this place

have done plenty of stupid shit

just to hear Charles vane
call him a proper pirate.

Though might be
you're the only one

who actually made
a career of it.

(Chuckles)

Heard you refused
your water ration yesterday.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

Flint's only
granting me the ration

as a fuck you to prove
that power's in his hands.

I won't give him
the satisfaction.

It doesn't matter.

And I don't like how it looks,

me having a full ration
while they waste away,

and then asking them
to trust me.

It doesn't matter.

Those men, all of them,

even the ones left out,

they trust you to be able
to stand up to the captain

when the time comes.

And you can't do that
if he's got his strength

and you don't.

That has been the problem
all along.

That's the thing
gates never understood

and a thing
you never understood.

You cannot decide
to follow a man like that

and then pick and choose
when you deny him.

It's your job to deny him.

If I challenge him directly,

he and I will be at such extreme odds
in front of the men,

it will be the end of this crew

one way or another,

and I can't
allow that to happen.

So, once again,

he is able to conjure
the reality he desires

just as it was in charlestown.

And just as it was
in that storm.

There is no denying a man
with that kind of power.

What are you talking about?

You're saying flint
conjured that storm?

He conjured us into it.

And who's more powerful?

The one who made the storm

or the one who convinced us

into battle to defeat it?

A man of his capacities,

his state of mind
becomes reality.

We are subject to it.

And right now
his state of mind's so dark,

it threatens to kill us all.

Take your rations.

I mean it.

I'm clearheaded, Billy.

Isee him.

During that feud with vane
over the fort,

I sat in his cabin
and I watched him

turn himself inside out
over the idea

that anyone in Nassau
would see him

as the villain in that story.

Well, now he's the greatest
villain in the new world.

We all see it.
We all follow him because of it.

I think it's torture for him,

and I think the only way
he can imagine it stopping

is when there are no more
of us left to witness it.

(Footsteps thudding,
men cursing)

Teach: Fucking thieves!

Silver: You both stand accused
of a crime most serious.

Theft of food held in reserve
in a time such as this

is a betrayal of trust
of the most profound sort.

The penalty for
such a betrayal is,

by necessity, extreme.

You were both charged
with keeping watch

over what little remains
of our food stores.

A full day's rations
are now gone,

yet each of you accuses
the other of the crime.

As your quartermaster,
as your friend,

I'm going to implore you
one last time,

whichever of you
is the guilty man, to confess.

Repair in some small part

the trust you've breached
with your brothers.

I swear, I wouldn't
have done such a thing.

I don't have it in me.

Please don't fucking hang me.

Shut the fuck up.

You all seen me these
last few weeks out here.

Never blubbered, never bitched.

I weathered this shit
as well as any of you.

So don't fucking tell me
I'd do something

this fucking cowardly

and then blame it on
a sniveling shit like this one.

One of us is a liar, all right,

but it sure as fuck isn't me.

(Sighs)

Teach: Oh, shit.

(Both panting)

Captain.

Thank you. Oh, dear god,
thank you for seeing the truth.

(Cocks gun)

Wait. No.

(Stuffing barrel)

No. Wait.

You need to say something.

(Stuffing barrel)

Don't do this. I ain't done nothing.
I swear it.

Forgive me.

(Shuddering)

Does everyone understand?

Does anyone
have anything to say?

If you're not strong enough
to do what needs to be done,

then I'll do it for you.

(Sobbing)

(Horse whinnies)

(Lock clicks)

Bonny: What the hell is that?

It is a balance.

Yeah, what's it here for?

There is no point
in delaying any longer.

There will be no more merchants,
no more exchanges.

Sooner or later,
that fleet will be upon us.

Sooner or later,
it will be time for you and I

to go our separate ways.

It would be wise
if we are prepared

and our shares are split evenly.

Tell me why.

We've been through this.

No, you told me why

I wouldn't stay here with you.

But you ain't said
why you won't come with me.

If we lose, if we have
to leave this place,

why are you so set on staying?

Why the fuck could you want
to live in a world

that says that fat pig on the beach
is a man to be respected?

A world that wants
its sons to become that?

When I was very small,

I would sneak out of the slave quarters
at night to the main house.

I would stand outside
the window to the parlor.

I would stand amongst
the heat and the bugs

and the filth
on my toes to see inside.

Inside that house
was a little girl my age...

With the most beautiful skin.

I watched her dance
while her father played music

and her mother sewed.

I watched her read and eat

and sing and sleep,

kept safe and warm and clean
by her father.

My father.

The things it took to make
that room possible,

they were awful things.

But inside that room was peace.

That is what home is to me.

When you and I began,
you did not choose me.

Something that lives inside you

beyond choice made it so,

so I know you understand

how this lives
beyond choice for me, too.

Our roads are going to diverge.

Let it be now so we may not
live in fear of it.

(Softly) Yeah.

You should stay...

To see it be divided evenly.

I trust you.

(Men coughing, speaking quietly)

Maybe you were right.

Maybe he is dangerous to us
in this state.

And maybe there
is nothing we can do

to stop him right now
without shattering the crew.

But if he kills another
innocent man in this crew

to make a point, or tries to...

I'm going to do
something about it.

So I suggest you get
this situation under control

before that happens.

(Panting)

I told you, eh?
I just don't see a way.

Gates figured it out.

The Barlow woman figured it out.

He listened to them,

altered his plans
when they told him to.

It's possible.

The difference is
he saw them as his equal.

He respected them that way,
so he was willing to listen.

You need to find a way
to do the same.

Both of those people
ended up dead.

When I lost Thomas,

I raged.

I was distraught.

I wept.

But with you...

I'm ruined over you.

When I first met you,
you were so...

Unformed.

And then I spoke and bade you
cast aside your shame,

and captain flint
was born into the world...

The part of you
that always existed

yet never were you willing
to allow into the light of day.

I was mistress to you
when you needed love.

I was wife to you when you needed
understanding.

But first and before all...

I was mother.

I have known you like no other.

So I love you like no other.

I will guide you through it,

but at its end
is where you must leave me.

At its end is where you will find
the peace that eludes you,

and at its end lies the answer
you refuse to see.

Billy: It's hard to tell
how big she is.

There isn't much
above the surface.

But it hasn't moved
since we spotted it,

so it's almost certainly dead.

Whale carcass.

That's a week's worth of water.

Food times three.

They float when they rot.
After they rot.

Make ready the launch.

De groot:
It's a waste of energy.

Make ready the launch.

I'm going to see it myself.

There's too much at stake.

You gonna row out there
on your own?

I'm one of two men
who've been on full rations

for the last few days.

You're the other. Let's go.

(Wood creaking)

(Both breathing heavily)

I stole it from you.

What?

The urca gold.

I told you we were deceived

about its having been
recovered by the Spanish.

Wasn't entirely true.

You were deceived.

I built the lie...

Enlisted the scouts,

arranged the sale of the information
to captain rackham.

I conceived it all.

You know, I've had my fill

of hearing you go on
about this crew

being too weak
to keep up with you.

Some of them may be
weaker than you,

some of them may be less smart,

but don't you for a second
believe I fit that description.

Whatever happens out here,
one thing is certain.

You will account for me.

Why are you telling me all this?

So you can decide...

To fight me,

maybe kill me,
and figure out a way

of hauling yourself
back to that ship alone

or acknowledge the fact

that you and I would be
a hell of a lot better off

as partners than as rivals.

You conceived all of this?

The cover story,
the end game on the jetty?

Waiting for the scouts
to return?

What did you do with your share?

I gave up my claim to it.

Why did you do that?

Because I saw no way to hold it

and remain a part of this crew.

And without these men,

all I am is an invalid.

Flint: Oh, god.

Oh, it stinks.

Oh, it's long gone.

Oh, we can't eat that.

Let's head back to the ship.

(Grunting)

(Thuds)

(Flhud)

We can eat those.

(Shouts)

(Yells)

(Grunts)

(Both grunting)

(Grunting continues)

(Grunting)

Again?

(Panting)

What happened out there?

Progress.

How can you know for sure?

Because I'm still alive,
isuppose.

(Wind whistling softly)

(Men shouting)

Teach: Sails on the horizon!

It would appear, sir,

that your information
is less than complete.

Perhaps you should ask
this one who it is.

There are masts
at the mouth of the harbor.

Appear to be in a firing line.

Do you recognize
any of their banners?

(Breathing heavily)

What did you see?

North... northeast.

Just cresting the horizon.

How many ships?

Looks to be eight, maybe nine.

Three hours, give or take,
till they're near.

Let's get the men aboard ship.

(Men shouting)

Chamberlain:
That formation ensures

that any approach
in the harbor mouth

will result in significant
damage to our fleet.

Apparently, captain teach

is every bit the tactician
they say he is.

What are you suggesting?

That we withdraw?

I'm suggesting
that I see no obvious means

by which we can
reclaim Nassau town,

not without risking the loss

of significant assets
of his majesty's Navy.

(Sighs)

Thenl1lgo to the beach myself.

Beg pardon?

I will have a launch
ferry me to the sand alone,

and I will make
the pardon address.

- It is out of the question.
- Why?

Because my charge is to ensure
this endeavor's safety and yours

and I'll not answer
to a plan that reckless.

Eleanor: It shouldn't be you.

If you send someone else
to read the pardon address,

someone known to the men
on that beach, it might work.

Someone have her removed.
I don't have time for this.

Hold... hold on.
What are you suggesting?

That you go to read the address?

No, it can't be me either.

I have too many enemies
between here and that beach.

Rogers: Then who?

Him.

Half the men in that bay

have sailed under him
at one point or another.

They respect him

as much if not more
than any other man

that's sailed under the black.

They'd Grant him passage
under a flag of truce,

and they'd listen
to what he had to say.

And you don't give a shit
if he dies in the process.

(Man whistles)

Why are we letting him pass?

Shoot on that man
and under the flag of truce

and the half of Nassau
that remember him

as the foundation of this place

will rebel against
the other half.

Whatever's about to happen,
there's no stopping it now.

In the name of the governor
of new Providence island,

the honorable woodes Rogers,

"the time has come to bring
a wayward child back into the fold,

an island that rejected
its parent empire,

but that must long
for the embrace

of civilization once again.

Be it proclaimed
that any man on this island

who will accept that embrace,

who will renounce violence
against the crown,

who will renounce piracy,

that man will be offered

a full, complete,
and unqualified pardon.

No matter what you've done,

no matter how irredeemable
you believe it to be,

your king and your governor

wish to offer you a clean slate,

a new beginning here in Nassau.

All of you, that is, but one.

One so committed
to disorder and chaos

that his presence
is incompatible

with civilized society.

Be it known
there shall be a bounty

of 10,000 pounds sterling

for the capture
of the pirate Charles vane,

dead or alive."

(Murmuring)

(Quietly)
What the fuck's he doing?

Captain.

(Shouting)

(Birds chirping)

(Whistles)

(Theme music playing)