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Yes, nothing is impossible,

if two kingdoms want to live in harmony.

I'm glad you're so understanding.

That's why I hope you do not deny yourself, if I ask you to join me

in the campaign against the Ndwandwes.

You and your men are going to fight against them...

Alone.

We will see who is the true king of kings.

It seems that Somerset was right. It all boils down to you.

We are winning.

The people think white creatures deserve the glory of Zwide's defeat.

Let me love you, Shaka. Let me help you find love.

We can end up mixed in this country and in its town.

Or dead.

SHAKA ZULU

"The LORD is my shepherd,."

I shall not lack anything.

= PORT OF CHRIST Take me to rest in green pastures,

lead me to refreshing waters

and comfort my soul. By right paths, for the sake of His name.

Although I have to walk through dark valleys,

I will fear no evil, because He is with me.

Amen.

- Rest in peace. - We, surely, will not rest.

I ask permission to speak, sir.

It is time to face the facts.

We are grounded, sir.

What makes a sailor like me feel lost.

- Especially at a funeral. - Prisoners on the ground?

Mr. Ogle, we talked about this. This land is ours.

With an appropriate grant, signed and sealed.

Granted by a man who wants to kill us all.

The only concession I see is one for our cemetery.

- Check yourself, Mr. Ogle. "Leave it, Tim."

And what do others think?

Mr Cane?

The truth, sir, is that I think we need a ship.

Something to get us out of here fast,

in the event that Shaka wants to test our skills again.

There are many trees here, sir.

With a little work we can build a boat.

Gentlemen, I'm quite surprised.

Do you really believe that we will be able to build a boat that can navigate without help?

We would take the rest of the year. "And how would we hide it?"

Without Shaka's approval, that is impossible.

I was not thinking about a very complicated thing.

Some logs and a sail to sail at night. Shaka is not going to notice.

Mr. Ogle, there are 640 km of coastline to Port Elizabeth,

replete with waves of 9 meters and sharp rocks.

You mean, Mr. Ogle, as a sailor,

What do you really think we can do on a raft?

Worth a try, sir.

It is better to stay here waiting for the savage to decide.

We survived a battle,

next time we should not be so lucky.

That statement is unworthy

of a subject of His Majesty, Mr. Ogle.

- We made great progress. - Progress?

8 men against 20 thousand? Do you call that progress?

Yes, Mr. Abrahams, that's what I call it. Any good player would tell you

that the worst moment to give up is when we overcome someone's challenge.

Shaka challenged us to do the impossible

and in any case we try to be able to do it.

Our position, now, is stronger than ever.

But democracy prevails here, do not you agree, Francis?

For sure. Everyone has the right to have their point of view.

Zach, Pete, do you have something to say?

In my opinion we should

keep us independent of Shaka, whatever they are

problems or risks. And whatever we do, Mr. Farewell,

there will be risks to run.

Very well, Mr. Abrahams. I understand.

Gentlemen, in due course we will combine the time and the way to get out of here.

Let us now deal with our comrades and their respective burials.

Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Farewell I know,

would have built that raft just to see if it worked.

But not Febana.

You do not really want to leave, do you?

Febana ka Mjoji can have a greater future

of what Lieutenant Francis George Farewell ever imagined.

- Do not be ridiculous. - Am I being ridiculous?

Well, maybe.

But everything that happened here was not ridiculous, was it?

The lieutenant not only challenged Shaka,

as the last ten millennia of civilization.

Life, death, youth,

resurrection, friendship.

We even transform the holiness of Christ into a political instrument.

Shaka is about to become a victim of our sophistry

and you too.

We can be dressed like them, but we will never be Zulus.

And that does not have to do with the color of our skin.

You need that ship more than them.

They may have lost their courage, but you...

you are about to lose yourself.

Agree that we need a good reason to leave, right?

This is a reason he believes

and I tell you that he is very skilled to believe a lie.

You came here to make an alliance, right?

At first that was the true intention of our mission, right?

The time has come for the two sovereigns to sign a pact.

We accompany Shaka's messengers to Cape Town

and we closed a peace treaty between His Majesty's government

and the Zulu Empire. For that we need a boat.

So everything seems very easy.

It's easy.

Just remember which of the sovereigns it represents.

The idea is not bad at all.

Going ashore is very dangerous.

Of course you already know that, Nkosi.

Navigating the seas is easier.

And how do they pretend to do that?

We would build a boat. "With your help, Nkosi."

Who will accompany them?

My men

and those elected to speak on your behalf, as the Prime Minister

and maybe a sub boss Induna,

to give credibility.

Very intelligent, Febana.

And what makes you think I'm willing to do that,

to send my messengers?

You really think I'm going to let them go like this no more,

taking my Prime Minister and my sub-chief Indian,

as proof that your hunt was a success?

That's not my intention, Nkosi.

Neither mine.

We will do what you say, Febana,

but with a slight alteration.

You will go alone...

with him...

and with whatever you need.

But Mbuyazi and the others remain here.

I am watching...

Do you rehend?

It can be said that if,

but I prefer to think that it is a sign of your good will.

- Are you finished, Mbuyazi? - Nkosi.

Febana,

You and your people will be tolerated until the next harvest.

If they do not return before then, they will die.

- Do you think he distrusts? "No, Ndlovukazi."

Best. That's how you have to go.

If he distrusts, he kills them both.

You have to leave Bulawayo already.

I take you to Emkindini. There women will take care of you.

How long do I have to stay there?

Maybe while he's alive.

Very good. Let's put it in the water, like shambe.

- And that? - The dust of love.

There is a full moon. I want her to enlighten Shaka with my love.

Do not have much faith in the moon.

Come and go

and is too far away to give you what you want.

Not worth it. I will never get used to this food.

And I doubt it will remain edible until you get to Cape Town,

still being preserved.

Lieutenant Francis.

They tried to flee.

I think from now on it will be easier

impose discipline on your men.

It was always your weakness.

The port of Natal is mine. It was what we agreed.

Here I am the king.

You have no right to murder my people.

They were never part of your village.

Your people are here, safe and sound.

And so shall they continue, until the harvest of the next year,

As agreed.

Get them out of there.

- He is resisting, mother. - The more struggle, the more love.

Strength.

- It is killing me, mother. - Almost there. Force.

- He is resisting, mother. - The more you fight, the more love.

Force.

More love.

More love.

Force.

It's a boy, Nandi.

It's a boy, the son of a boss.

He is much more than that,

much more.

Do you think we'll see you again, sir?

Only God knows.

Let's hope your patience does not run out.

Ndabezitha.

- Have you found it yet? - Yes.

It is in the queen's quarters.

You can not live forever, Shaka.

You need an heir to follow Shaka's family.

= No, mother. There will be no heirs to do what I did to my father.

Heirs are both traitors and fellow travelers.

But in addition, the whites made me immortal.

Do not trust the whites so much.

I beg you.

Wait here.

So, then, you deceived me.

Just like you fooled my father.

Shaka.

I made you the queen of queens,

the most powerful woman on this earth,

the world.

But that was not enough for you, Mother.

- You wanted more. - I love you, Shaka.

Love?

We are unable to feel that emotion, Mother.

Everything we feel...

Everything we ever felt...

was thirsting for revenge and hatred.

I hate.

I am a product of your hatred.

As he is of mine.

No.

He is your future.

Through him, your name will be remembered forever.

= No, mother.

There is no future without Shaka.

No.

Sorry.

Everything we feel...

is revenge and hate.

I hate.

Shaka, come back. You have to stop it.

Sooner or later we have to respond.

Drop that. Come here.

It seems that I arrived just in time, Mphepha.

Shaka.

He will never leave

an enemy behind.

When I spoke of that nation, I wanted Mtetwa to mean peace,

not total war.

I wanted the armies to subdue, not destroy.

Never leave an enemy behind

or he will come back to cut off our head.

CAPE TOWN

- Commandered by a European? - Yes.

An eccentric named Farewell, lieutenant of the Royal Navy.

He asked me to give you this report, sir.

Farewell?

Do not be silly. Have him come in immediately.

Beautiful show, Farewell.

The whole of Cape Town is going to be very interesting

to know the skills of your circus.

Do you want rum? You still remember what it is, do not you?

The best weapon of the settlers,

after the sellers of Bibles and weapons.

It is part of the unofficial rules of the Crown, when it comes to lengthening

the boundaries between so-called natives.

First they are sent to the sellers of Bibles

to excite the poor hearts.

After the rum, to conquer the stomach...

and finally the armies to take possession.

Yes, sir. I remember what it is.

I used to think that I was just an idealist.

One of those harmless visionaries.

That pollute our century.

But now I think it's much more dangerous,

a manipulator, as hypocritical as it says we are.

I do not deny that the policy of the Crown is far from immaculate.

But who are you to question our methods,

When yours are so daring?

Your report is interesting.

Macassar oil? What thing.

- It served as a means to an end. - Just like rum.

None of us are playing by the rules.

I see no reason for you to be so moralistic.

I did my job, Lord Charles, and I did well.

Cape Town enjoyed three years of tranquility

and is now at the beginning of a lasting peace with the Zulus.

In the cells on the other side of the courtyard, there is a group of proud men.

They are waiting for a proper hearing with you.

Peace is the offer they bring. But we treat them like animals

and you refuse to talk to them,

nothing will stand between the colony and 60,000 warriors.

Believe me, sir, I saw them in action.

That seems like a threat.

And as it comes in the name of someone who was already declared dead,

I guess the lieutenant does not represent a wild boss,

but you are that boss.

What does it say?

Our reports indicate that Shaka died more than two years ago.

I was also pronounced dead.

But you can see that that is a lie.

= No. No. Shaka is alive. Too much alive, even.

We hardly have your word, Lieutenant.

Do you really believe that I became king of the Zulus?

Would not be the first time.

These natives think we were born to rule.

And the line separating fiction from reality can be very thin,

especially if there was an unknown power on the other side.

How absurd.

But in the end, that does not matter.

It does not matter if I speak in the name of Shaka or Febana ka Mjoji,

because the Zulus request is maintained.

Ask permission to be received by His Majesty's representative.

Which side are you on?

That, Lord Charles, is up to you.

Have a good time, gentlemen, I await your decision.

Do you want me, as Governor of this colony,

- listen to a group of savages? - Yes, Lord Charles, I hope so

because that is his function, as governor of the colony.

If you have trouble talking to savages,

I suggest you quit.

I am waiting for your decision.

Elizabeth.

Francis?

- Elizabeth. - Francis.

Finally.

Do you think we can go to a more private site?

Greater, where?

Mrs. Farewell.

She is very pretty.

You too, Mr. Wilkins.

It seems that this Shaka has the power

to transform the more conservative English

in subjects of the Zulu Empire.

Let me introduce you,

well, I think it is said, the Prime Minister

and the Counselors of King Shaka.

Good...

Are we going to talk to Lord Charles? "No, Tim."

We have to wait.

- Ngomane. - Febana.

Greater. Lead us.

Thank you, Major.

You do not have to stay here.

I have rooms worthy of a messenger from King Shaka.

No, I have to stay here.

It's a matter of principle.

I have to stay here with these men until those...

idiots take us seriously.

So let's forget empires and kings.

I missed you, Francis,

I missed you a lot.

"Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved;."

Whoever does not believe will be condemned.

The prophecy of love

and that of hate.

Very similar. With me or against me.

I begin to understand that Joji himself.

Has little to deal with us concerning your kingdom.

If your people really believe in Christ,

It is with him that I have to negotiate.

I understand it well.

We are both tyrants, each in his own way.

Or your king of kings serves me or I serve him.

There is no middle ground.

Maybe by serving Christ,

you serve yourself.

Being sincere with him,

you can safeguard your own nature.

The path of peace, Nkosi,

is preferable.

- Do you believe that? "Yes, Baba, we believe."

So, why did they hang it from a tree?

There are many things difficult to explain.

That's what the tyrants are for, Mbuyazi.

The queen is not well, Nkosi. Since the death of the child

that has great headaches.

The Great Female Elephant has to suffer the weight of its falsehood.

But the healers believe that she is very sick.

Closed case, Ngomane.

The queen needs you, Nkosi.

The queen needs you, Nkosi.

The subject is closed.

The queen needs you, Nkosi.

The Great Female Elephant has to suffer the weight of its falsehood.

The subject is closed.

Approach.

You killed me.

= No, mother.

Too late.

Get out of here. She can not breathe, she needs air.

Save it. If you do not, you will also bear my guilt.

- Maybe a miracle is needed, - Look for one in the book.

There are many to choose from.

Merciful God, forgive us.