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t.me/@Abolix (BOTH GRUNTING)
You just fell for the oldest trick in the book.
And what book is that?
How to defeat the boastful warrior in one easy move.
Well then,
you had better press home advantage before it is too late.
But you're weaponless and flat on your back.
Really?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(EXCLAIMS)
That makes it three hits to me and to you,
none.
(LAUGHING)
(NOLAN CHATTERING)
Who's that?
NOLAN: Jacob, it's hotter than hell in here and full of stinging things.
JACOB: You're my brother, Nolan,
but anymore griping from you and I'll put you out of your misery. Understood?
I want fresh water. MAN: Set her down!
We should be heading farther inland.
And if I wanted your opinion, Captain Taylor, I'd ask for it.
(GRUNTS)
I'll have you hanged for this, Moore.
(SCOFFS)
Not if I put a hole through your skull first, you won't.
Jacob, he's a valuable hostage.
Do you seriously propose to throw away an asset like the Captain?
(SCREAMING)
JACOB: Drag him back to the beach.
You're asking me?
If you so please.
This way!
(GRUNTING)
Mutineers.
Friday, that's an English ship.
That means escape.
But it is commandeered by mutineers.
What if the Captain and his crew were reinstated?
That is a very big "if" under these circumstances.
The crew is shackled,
the Captain is wounded and the mutineers are at least 25 strong.
What are those?
Where?
There.
Women folk. Must be the Captain's wife and daughter.
Your women folk are shaped like bells.
No wonder you went to sea.
Then we have to know that the Captain would be on our side before we try anything.
Come on.
No brandy.
But... But the pain.
(MEN LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
Maybe you'd better let your little Brazilian butcher boy do it.
You remove it, my boy.
I can't work under these circumstances.
(EXCLAIMS)
Forgive me.
(GRUNTING)
(MUFFLED YELL)
We're going hunting.
Tonight we stuff ourselves and drink Captain Taylor's brandy!
(MEN CHEERING)
Here.
Thank you.
Save your strength. You're going to need it.
Captain Taylor.
My name's Crusoe.
Where'd you come from?
I'm a castaway on this island.
But I'm here to help you.
Are you alone? No.
There's more than one of you?
Just.
You're an optimist.
If I help you regain command of your ship,
I need your word that you'll take my companion and myself
off this island with you when you set sail.
You have it, sir.
Jacob Moore, the leader of the mutineers,
is as desperate a blackheart as ever lived.
A few of the men follow him through allegiance.
The rest obey him simply through fear.
I'm working on a plan. Until I come back, you stay here.
I will return.
Good, sir.
CRUSOE: Is this an old cannibal trick?
FRIDAY: One time when the warning of an attack,
we had the entire village like this.
When the raiders came, we jumped up and chased them back to the beach.
But there was one small problem.
CRUSOE: You couldn't find the village again?
Have I told you this story before?
Now remember, just remove the leader.
Jacob Moore.
If we take him, we gain a significant advantage.
(SQUEALING)
Get after him.
(IMITATING PIG SQUEALING)
(YELLS)
JACOB: What witchcraft is this?
(YELLING) What are you?
Nolan? Atkins? Come help me. Help me!
Help me! Help me!
(GRUNTS)
Where are you, you dog?
Now what have we here?
You're a demon. Come to trap me.
(GROWLS)
(JACOB YELLING)
No, it's us. Will. Nolan.
It...
It was here.
What was?
A net! A net?
A net, aye! It caught me in a net.
It tried to capture me.
What did?
A spirit. It tried to kill me, it did, yeah.
But I'm not so easily dispatched. Oh, no.
Where are you then?
Come on then. I'm here and I'm ready for you this time!
I overestimated the net.
Or underestimated the man.
A locksmith showed me this once.
He had a workshop next to my warehouse.
Hmm.
Why is it called a skeleton key?
Because it's thin.
Hmm?
I don't know.
Killing Jacob Moore would not have solved anything.
No? One of his men would have taken his place.
Well, that depends.
The leader of a mutiny has to terrify the crew
more than the prospect of a hanging.
Well, if you ask me, Crusoe, I just think that maybe...
Friday, look, we're not going to kill them all.
We'll reinstate the Captain and his officers in exchange for a safe passage to England.
Where no one will hang.
If they can convince a judge that they were forced to join a mutiny
for fear of their lives, then no.
Your English judges must be the wisest of men.
Not to be corrupted by the power they hold over the lives of men.
CRUSOE: Except for one.
Do you believe there is a God?
CRUSOE: Judge Jeffreys. King James' right hand man.
To see him in action was to see the future,
for me and every London merchant and dissenter family in the realm.
...such a villain through the whole city.
Now, gentlemen of the jury,
you take notice of the terrible carriage of this fellow.
How can one help abhorring these men and their religion.
A pagan would be ashamed of such villainy.
Oh, Lord, oh, blessed Lord, oh, blessed Lord.
What a generation of vipers do we live among?
You watch, he'll have him tied to the back of a cart
and whipped through the streets.
CRUSOE: I can't say how it goes in England now, but,
every man deserves a chance to redeem himself.
Like Jacob Moore?
Jacob Moore sealed his fate whatever we do.
How do you plan on getting that to your Captain?
You have already chanced one visit to the camp.
I have a messenger in mind.
JACOB: I tell you, lads, have no fear.
I looked into the eyes of evil and I come through unscathed, right?
Ay, all of you.
Stop your mumbling about ghosts and demons. Get to work.
You see? They don't doubt me.
I don't doubt you either, Jacob.
He's been muttering all night.
Something about a man coming to set us free.
It's the fever.
(SIGHS)
It's healing.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
You're a woman.
You have a keen eye, mister...
Crusoe. Crusoe.
Robinson Crusoe. I...
Stay right there, Mr. Crusoe. Don't move an inch.
(CHUCKLES) Why?
I said don't move!
You expect me to stand here while you try and shoot me?
So you can keep your secret and carry on living a lie?
Only so I can carry on living.
Listen, I wish you no harm.
Then why were you spying on me?
I wasn't spying on you. I came to ask for your help, but you...
(PANTING)
This changes things.
I'm sorry I startled you.
If you're in need of medical help, then my sex would be of no issue.
Are you planning something?
Like I said, this changes things.
You don't trust me because I'm a woman?
I serve Jacob Moore because I'd be killed if I didn't.
I do what I can for Captain Taylor
because I have no wish to end up on the end of the rope should he regain command.
Self preservation to the last.
You're a castaway stranded on this island, Mr. Crusoe.
We're all slaves to self preservation.
Takes courage to live as I do, more than if I were a man.
I'll find another way.
What if I tell the mutineers you're out here?
And what if I tell them that you're a woman?
Whose life will become more unbearable then?
Be careful who you trust, Robinson Crusoe.
Do you need anything?
I happened to lay eyes on you earlier this morning, miss!
I've been at sea for over a year now.
But I ain't forgotten what makes a woman a woman.
Come here!
(GASPING)
Please.
Begging's good.
You alert the whole camp and then I'll be everyone's property.
But if you keep my secret,
you'll also keep exclusive rights.
You're a sly one and no mistake.
Do we have a deal?
JACOB: Nolan! Where are you, you feculent dog?
We have a deal.
I'll be back soon.
You can rely on it.
(PANTING)
FRIDAY: Did you find the lad?
Yes and no. The lad's a lady.
FRIDAY: A bearded lady?
The beard is an old stage performance trick.
FRIDAY: Ah! Your mating rituals are complicated enough as they are.
And that kind of thing will not help.
She may be brave,
but I would never knowingly put a woman's life in danger.
I need a different plan.
Where have you been?
The sacrificial burial ground.
You're not the only one who has a plan, Crusoe.
Those are human remains.
It would not be a burial ground if they were not.
We need a distraction so you can set the prisoners free.
The mutineers are all on edge because they think there are demons on this island.
My good friends here will help supply them.
What about your spirits and laying bones to rest?
They are okay, Crusoe. I have discussed it with them.
Even spirits need a change of scenery now and again.
But I promise to return them once it is done.
Those mutineers are tough. They'll not buy this.
The tough ones always fear the most.
Think back when you first came here.
Alone on the island when the sun went down.
No hope, no help.
And no name for the things you feared the most.
(PANTING)
(SHRIEKING)
(HOWLING)
(WINGS FLAPPING)
(WHISTLING)
(CHIRPING)
(YELLS)
(MOANING IN FEAR)
You are without a doubt the most surprising human being I have ever known.
We can take care of things from here.
I think we'll be quite all right, thank you.
Our orders were to watch you at all times.
(SNIGGERS)
Not while we wash, surely?
Nolan!
Look.
(ELIZABETH GASPS)
What?
Back to camp.
Now!
Move!
And that is just the beginning.
Come on. We've got work to do.
Do you understand these people?
Neither do I.
A dead man.
A dead man at the lagoon.
We have to leave.
He's been at the grog again.
Shut your mouth, Will. We all saw it, right?
It's true. I saw it with me own eyes.
It rose up like a demon.
Get the women back into the stockade.
(SOBBING)
First, it attacked you. Now it's come for me.
This place is cursed. We're all cursed.
Calm down, man!
We have to find another island to get provisions from before it's too late.
Right, you lot.
Load all the goods into the longboat.
Did you not hear him? Move it!
We shouldn't have taken the ship.
Shut up, man.
You're giving everyone the jitters.
He must be sunstruck. Let me help.
Right. Just keep him away from the rest of the men.
Come on.
MAN: Roll out the barrel, boys! Put your shoulder into it.
Chew this. It'll calm you.
I know what would really calm me.
Just chew.
Contrary to what people believe, gunpowder does not explode.
It burns very quickly producing a high volume of gases.
Crusoe, in order for me to help you, I must maintain my will to live.
Confine these gases within a ridged container
and the container will burst in a spectacular fashion.
This is what causes your explosion.
A man of science would appreciate that.
The spirits will say make sure it makes a bang.
You stick with your spirits and I'll stick with mine.
Ah, they are the same. No, they're not.
Yes, they are. I have heard you pray for help from a dead man.
That dead man would be the son of my God.
Is he not dead?
No. And he's certainly not found in bones and relics.
Ah, unlike your saints and martyrs.
All right, now those are similar.
FRIDAY: The same. Similar.
Give them your faith and they will give you their protection.
(BABY CRYING)
Does thou Jeremiah Blackthorn,
in the name of this child renounce the devil and all his works,
the vain pomp and glory of the world
and the carnal desires of the flesh,
so that thou wilt not follow nor be lead by them?
I renounce them all.
(CHURCH BELL TOLLS)
And if faith is not enough, have powerful friends.
(CHOKING)
Nolan!
Nolan!
(CHOKING)
I don't know what's wrong with him.
One second he was calming down and then the next...
Well, where's the surgeon?
He's back on the ship.
(CHOKING)
Well, you better take care of my brother.
Yes, sir.
Come, lad. Come now, lad. Easy does it.
OLIVER: Put him on the table.
His throat's constricted.
Maybe he swallowed an insect and it stung him.
His only hope is if I can open his throat below the swelling.
Well, do it.
(CHOKING)
If you have a God, pray to him now.
If not, I suggest you get one quick.
(CHOKING)
(GASPS)
The ghost pointed at him and now he's dead.
Shut up!
I'll take his body and bury him at sea.
And I trust you to take care of things while I'm gone.
Of course.
I'll be back.
Hannibal didn't have gunpowder when he crossed the Alps.
He broke up rocks with fire and vinegar. Shall I tell you how?
You always do this to me when I cannot get away.
What's wrong with expanding your horizons?
Makes my head hurt.
Crusoe, you should stop worrying.
We have a plan.
I just want to go home.
(MEN LAUGHING)
NASH: Hey, you should take a slug.
You should take it easy.
The men are still very jumpy.
A night on the grog will straighten them out.
Nature calls.
(HUMMING)
What do you think?
I think they started the party without us.
NASH: Who are you?
You do realize you only have one shot.
Which means you'll only be able to kill one of us.
And that whoever you do not shoot
will have to cut your throat before the other hits the ground.
(GRUNTS)
Ready?
(SHOUTS)
(EXCLAIMS)
Let the show begin.
(MEN EXCLAIMING)
Stand your ground. Stand your ground!
ATKINS: Stand your ground! Gather around me here!
(MEN CLAMORING)
Captain Taylor.
Mr. Crusoe. I thought you'd forgotten us.
(PEOPLE YELLING)
Are you going to be leading us?
I'll leave that to you. Right.
I need to help a friend, but I'll be back.
(SCREAMING)
Lancaster. Unshackle the men.
(MEN YELLING)
MAN: Come on, let's go. Get up, Velasquez.
The prisoners are out!
Arm yourselves, you drunken sots!
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
(SCREAMING)
They're in disarray. Let's have at them!
(SCREAMING)
Fire! Fire.
Reload!
No! No, wait!
Hold your fire.
One more shot and I kill her.
Papa!
Lower your weapons.
We have lost.
Not just yet.
Back to your mother. Lock 'em up!
A night away to bury my brother and what do I come back to?
Taylor and his officers got out.
It's in the nature of captives to want to escape.
It's the jailer's job to stop 'em.
They had help.
Obviously.
The lash will loosen their tongues.
Put 'em on board the ship.
Won't find it so easy to launch an escape from there.
No! You take 'em!
And you stay with them till I send for you!
Excuse me. I got hit over the head by two men over there.
Shut up! You lad. Come here.
Mr. Atkins obviously needs all the help he can get. So you go with him.
What will happen to the women? You leave the women here.
It'll give Captain Taylor something to consider if he tries to plan another escape.
And what are you gonna do about those two men?
What I always do to people who try and cross me.
We have to get those women to safety. Come on.
MAN: Who are you?
(ELIZABETH GASPS)
(SHUSHING)
ELIZABETH: Bless you.
(GASPS)
Don't be afraid. He's a friend.
I need you to take them to the tree house.
But he's a savage.
Far from it, madam.
He's my best friend and he's your salvation.
And where are you going?
I've got to find a way onto that boat.
You'll be fine.
Come on and get this boat out to sea, you lazy lots!
MAN: All right, all right.
You'll be kissing the gunner's daughter before too long.
Get her out to sea while the tide's still with us.
One, two, heave!
Come on, boys! One, two, heave!
ATKINS: One, two, heave!
Secure the camp. I've got a score to settle.
ATKINS: We have all had our fill of Jacob Moore.
So I'm seizing the ship and taking command.
Stow the prisoners below. Prepare to set sail.
You're abandoning Moore? That I am.
Weigh anchor! Up sheets! Hands to the jeers!
MAN: Aye, Captain.
ATKINS: Stow the prisoners.
Let's get clear of this godforsaken place.
MAN: Let's go!
MAN: Come on.
We need to drink. Please.
Make it quick.
(GASPS) What are you doing?
It will keep you cool.
(BIRDS SHRIEKING)
We are being pursued. Let us go.
Now!
You're going to leave us here?
I could make my life a lot easier and return you to Jacob Moore.
If you would prefer.
Soon as we clear the rocks, move the main sail!
Give her everything she can carry!
This ship's mine now.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
(GRUNTING)
Get him!
Take the wheel, boy!
This one's for me.
(GRUNTING)
You fight like a man with a lot to lose.
Well, I have nothing to lose.
Which makes me far more dangerous.
First blood, I think.
So, the evil island spirit.
(SNIGGERS) You going to attack me with a stick, are you?
I have a very, very unfair advantage.
Oh? Well, we'll just see about that.
(GRUNTING)
Die!
ATKINS: Hold the wheel steady, boy!
While I finish him off.
You see? I have been living the outdoor life.
Fresh air, plenty of exercise and nutritious food.
You...
You have been cooped up at sea, eating nothing but broth and dry biscuits.
Aye, but I still have the beating of a savage in me.
Especially one that cost me so much.
I do not think so.
You can't defeat us all.
Last blood to me as well.
You haven't shed it yet.
(YELLS)
(PANTS)
Now who's on their back?
(MEN CLAMORING)
ATKINS: What the hell is going on?
Get your scurvy asses back down below.
You have to go now. Go. Go.
Keep your gun on them all.
Where'd he go?
He fell overboard.
He'll do well to survive with that wound he has.
Then good riddance.
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
Well, at least they're stuck here a while longer while they fix our ship.
I don't think Atkins and his men will travel too far into the jungle anymore.
Today, the battle may have been lost.
But the war is far from over.
Have faith, my friend. We will get you home.
Come.
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