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- All present and accounted for, sir. - Thank you, captain.

As of this moment...

you are the property...

of the penal administration, French Guiana.

After serving your full terms in prison...

those of you with sentences...

of eight years or more...

will remain in Guiana...

as workers and colonists...

for a period equal to that of your original sentences.

As for France, the nation has disposed of you.

France has rid herself of you altogether.

Forget France. And put your clothes on.

Papillon! Papi!

You'll be back, Papillon. Don't worry, you'll be back.

No, you won't.

You, that way. Down there.

You too. You too.

Next. Next, over here. Come along.

Come on. Come in here. Yeah.

You too. You too. Over there. Over there.

Come along up there. Hurry up!

You too. You too. Down.

Down. In there. In there!

Come along now. Down!

Come on down!

Down there.

Come on, up there! In there. In there.

We're something, aren't we?

The only animals that shove things up their ass for survival.

First time I shoved one up my gut...

it infected me so bad, the camp doctor had to cut it out.

He doesn't have any ether...

so he knocks me out with rum.

- And you know what he did? - He stole it.

The butterfly. You're Papillon?

Yeah.

The bastards gave you life.

Right to the end of the line, they think.

It may not be as long as you think.

Forty percent of us will die the first year out.

They gave him life too.

Kid's only 18.

Look at him. No wonder he dreams.

He'll never make it.

But men like you can make it, if you have enough money.

How long were you there?

Nine years of work camp, nine years a colonist.

You were outside the walls. Why didn't you run?

There's no place to run to.

You're in a swamp, 1000 miles from no place.

If you got a lot of money, that's a different thing.

I mean, you take somebody like Dega there. Back there.

Louis Dega, the best counterfeiter in France.

National defence bonds.

- Series 1928. - Right.

Now, if you've got money like he has, there's a chance to buy your way out.

That is, unless somebody cuts his guts open first to get at all that cash.

Everybody UP!

Let's go! Everybody up!

Come on, everybody up! Let's go! Let's go!

Mind if I sit down here?

If you wish.

You're Dega, aren't you?

Louis Dega.

Sorry to see you here.

I presume most of us have earned our passage.

You're Papillon. You killed a pimp...

and then told the prosecutor you were going to escape and kill him too.

- I was framed. I'm innocent. - No one is innocent.

I'm no pimp killer, for chrissake. I'm a safecracker.

That's a profession of which I thoroughly disapprove.

I put everything I had into national defence bonds.

Series 1928.

1928?

Your instincts were sound. How much did you lose?

I wouldn't put any of my money on those bonds.

Oh. Well, I'm relieved to hear that, but why are we having this chat?

Every convict on this ship knows who you are.

Any of them would slit your belly open to reach what you're carrying.

So?

You need protection.

From you?

Remember what the chicken told the weasel?

If he was a healthy weasel, the chicken didn't say anything.

Think about that.

Hose down! Come on, off your asses! Hose down!

Come on, you got a fever. Do what I tell you.

Okay, come on. Come on.

Julot.

Got a question.

If I wanted to get a small boat when I got there, how much would it cost?

I don't know, 3500, 45 maybe. It all depends.

What if I pick up the money to buy one?

Then you'd have a boat.

You know the country. We could make it out of there. Huh?

The answer is no. It's nothing against you, but the answer is no.

If I go to solitary for some escape that didn't work...

l want the mistake to be mine and not anybody else's.

The answer is no.

How'd it feel, kid? Come on.

Come on, kid. Get up.

Come on.

All right, come on, move it!

Move it a little! Move it a little! Let's go!

Let's move!

- What do you want? - Almost unbearable, isn't it?

What?

Heat.

Oh, it's not too bad.

You're closer to it than I am.

Oh, yes, yes. You're referring to last night, aren't you?

Well, aren't you?

May I tell you something?

At first glance, I'm afraid that I regarded you with...

rather a large degree of, uh, unworthy suspicion.

- Am I clear? - No.

Well, it now seems quite possible that until we...

get to a decent jail with bribable guards...

l may stand in some need...

of rather close physical protection.

Depends on how long you want to live.

Oh, a long time.

Then you got a problem.

Well, I presume that you have some, uh, goal...

some particular need that, heh, outweighs all others.

I mean, if so, uh, may I ask what it is?

- Money. - For what?

Escape.

Very good.

You keep me alive until we land in Guiana...

I'll underwrite any escape you arrange.

Escape for me, not for us.

Oh, of course. l...

I have no intention of even attempting an escape, ever.

Done.

Thank you.

Leave him alone, or I'll cut your head off!

Hide this!

Over there is St Joseph.

The other island is Royal.

The one on the right is Devil.

Julot.

Why is it so hard to escape from there?

A man could swim to the mainland.

No, there must be a better way.

No, swimming's not the way.

The current is so strong, it'll push you back where you started.

No, when you're on those islands, you're there for keeps.

Where do we go?

We go up the Moroni River.

Then we dock at St Laurent...

where they decide whether to send you to the work camps...

or to the islands.

See those two with the guns?

Right over there.

They served their time, now they're colonists.

- They've turned man hunter. - Man hunter?

Yeah, you escape, they hunt.

- For money, I presume, reward. - Jesus.

- All right, get ready to move! - Line up to disembark!

I'm gonna have an accident on the gangplank.

It's gotta look good, so lend me your shiv.

- What the hell for? - Because I'm a two-time loser.

No matter what happens, I'll be sent out to the islands.

I've got to get into that hospital to think. Now, give me that shiv.

You're crazy, Julot.

Single file, march!

Hold it! Hold it!

Let's go!

Single file!

Move! Move! Let's go!

Bring a stretcher.

Single file. Single file.

Take him away.

- All right, move! Move it! - All right, let's go!

Come on, move them, let's go! Let's go! Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Get up.

Come on, march!

Keep moving. Keep moving.

Prisoner, pick him up quickly.

Attention!

Welcome to the penal colony of French Guiana...

whose prisoners you are and from which there is no escape!

First attempts at escape...

add two years in solitary to existing sentences.

Second attempts add five more.

Of course, more serious offences...

are dealt with in this fashion.

Make the best of what we offer you...

and you will suffer less than you deserve.

Dismissed.

Into the bunkhouse! One, two, three, four!

Go on! Go on! Get a move on!

Mr Dega.

Oh, yes, indeed. I know all about you, Mr Dega.

- Very intelligent man. - Thank you.

I seem to be known in all the wrong places.

I have a friend who's a guard. For very...

- Yes, go ahead. - For very little money...

he can arrange for certain people to stay here...

instead of being sent to a work camp or one of the islands.

Can he get us a job here?

Perhaps a selection from which we may choose?

Oh, yes! That is, my friend can.

Take our money, you put your life on the line.

Mm. Of course.

How much will it cost?

My friend has a very large family. Many children. Do you understand?

And his sergeant has a mother, heart...

He's asking you how much, not how many.

I'll do the negotiating.

How much?

For you, 500.

For him, 1500.

He made trouble.

Yes, indeed he did.

Nevertheless, I'll give you 1250 for the both of us.

Now, you take it or leave it, as you wish.

Try again.

Very well, I want two pairs of comfortable shoes for us...

and you get the 2000.

- Don't you have to go to the toilet? - Huh? Oh. Yes, of course.

Would you excuse me?

Oh, you don't need to, Mr Dega. Unless, of course, you want to. Heh-heh.

I can pick it up in the morning.

Get moving, white men!

Let's go! Wake up! Let's go!

Come on, move it! On your feet! Come on!

- Get up. - Move it! Come on!

Attention!

Present arms!

Deliver yourself unto the Lord from all the dangers of hell...

Mr Dega, did you get the money?

Move, move it! Move it! Move it!

Get going! Move it!

What the hell's wrong?

Someone broke out of the hospital compound.

- Julot. - Break it up. We'll get him.

Next.

Next.

You're fine. Next!

I must be better than I feel.

You're in wonderful shape.

Hey. How do you fail an examination like this?

Next!

Seventy-five fifty-one.

- Dega? - Yes, sir, Louis Dega.

- It was suggested to me that I speak... - We have it here.

We'll just keep you on here in the cleaning squad.

There's the matter of my friend.

- You're Louis Dega? - I am, and this is my friend, Papillon.

We have much in common. I'm extremely glad to see you.

Thank you. Of course, if the circumstances...

My family lost everything in counterfeit national defence bonds.

Oh, I'm very sorry to hear that, sir. Uh...

Even so, buying them was a tribute to their patriotism, wouldn't you say?

And you're Mr Dega's friend?

- Well, we... - There's one thing about St Laurent...

we never separate old friends.

Kilo forty, both of them. Today's transport.

What is "kilo forty"?

Ready, heave!

Ready, pull!

Ready, heave!

Ready, pull!

Pull!

Heave!

Don't touch him. You'll wind up worse off than he is.

Move! Get moving!

Ready and...

Duck!

“Dung

Get up, you lazy bastards! You get that croc and bring him along!

You, pick another man and grab that croc!

- Come on with it. - Come on, move! Move! Move!

He isn't dead, they just irritated him.

- Get his tail. - You get his tail!

- Where's his tail? - Over there.

- Are you ready? - Yeah.

- So am I. - Go ahead.

Okay.

Ready?

- Is that the tail? - No.

Oh, I better go over to this side.

- Get the head. Yeah. - The head?

- You try the tail. - Aah!

Okay, now you try the head.

Grab him!

He's dead.

Still talking.

He's dead.

He's dead?

Move it.

Come on.

Come on. Come on, hands up.

Next! Next!

Two, three, that's four.

Next!

Bring it around here.

Just lay the croc right there! Just drop it.

- Search them. - Hold it.

Move out.

He's pretty big.

Skin is worth some money.

Move it! What the hell are you looking at?

You're Louis Dega.

- Yes, sir. - I'm Clusiot.

How come you ended up in a place like this?

Favoritism.

Your friend's kind of quiet.

He's dead.

He jammed a piece of wood down his throat, choked himself to death.

Three-way split.

Fair, isn't it?

Quinine.

Worst country in the world for malaria.

Here, take them.

Go ahead, I've got some left.

Well, if I'm gonna get my sleep...

I'll have to take this poor bastard with me.

- Decent man. - Mm.

Dega.

The man hunters, the ones we saw at the dock.

Ah, son of a bitches.

- Butterflies? - Yeah, that's right.

Some guy named Richter.

He works every camp on the river, buying the damn things.

We catch them, he buys them, the guards get the big payoff.

It's called the Blue Morphos butterfly.

Its wings are used for dye in making American currency.

- How often does he come here? - A couple times a month.

- Boat? - No other way.

- Why? - Thinking.

I handle a boat pretty good myself, you know.

Yeah?

You're supposed to catch them, you clumsy bastard!

- Where do you send these bugs, sir? - United States.

How much to send this one to Panama?

Guard, come here.

- Don't turn me in, I got 1000 for you. - I didn't hear you.

I said I got 2000, on me, right now.

What's the trouble?

This man just brought me the finest Morphos I've ever seen.

- Why don't you get him a net? - Right away, sir.

I want a seaworthy boat.

Cost you 4000, my friend.

Half now, half on delivery.

- When will that be? - One week from tonight.

- Where will the boat be? - Half a mile downriver.

About 300 yards this side of the river there's a big tree, you can't miss it.

I'll be there.

Bring the rest of the money.

I'll take you to your boat.

You're a goddamn burglar, and that proves it.

- Are you asleep? - Heh.

No.

I've been thinking.

When you decide to go...

I'd very much appreciate going with you.

Why?

- Can you handle a boat? - No.

Can you even see a boat without your glasses?

- I can help. - Jesus Christ.

You didn't want to escape.

I didn't.

Now I have no choice.

If I stay...

here in this place...

I'll die.

Well, it's your money.

You two, got a job for you!

You load this stiff into the boat! You load him right now!

Julot.

Pick him up.

Dega!

Hey. Sarge!

Sarge!

He didn't mean it, sir. He's sick. I'll take care of him.

Stop that, you pig!

I'll take care of him, sir.

Stop, you bastard!

Do you realise that the first man who carved...

a wheel out of stone used it as an ornament?

Always admired him for that.

That's one search party that gave up.

Instead of trying to make the orifice fit the lens...

l made the lens fit the orifice.

What do you think? Did he make it or didn't he?

Oh, I'd say his chances are very poor, wouldn't you?

Jesus! ls that all you've got to say?

What do you expect me to say?

That man risked his life to save mine.

For me, that's a new experience.

These may work better than I'd hoped.

I told you, you couldn't miss it.

The only trouble is...

you're a week early.

It's up to you. You're worth just as much dead as you are alive.

Guard!

The rule here is total silence.

We make no pretence of rehabilitation. We're not priests, we're processors.

A meat-packer processes live animals into edible ones.

We process dangerous men into harmless ones.

This we accomplish by breaking you.

Breaking you physically, spiritually and here.

Strange things happen to the head here.

Put all hope out of your mind.

And masturbate as little as possible, it drains the strength.

That's all, take him away.

One, two...

three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

Oh, Jesus.

No.

You'll eat everything they give you.

I'm gonna be fine.

I'm gonna be fine.

I'm gonna be fine.

One, two, three, four, five.

I'm Jojo.

Papillon.

How do I look?

I feel pretty good...

but I need somebody to tell me how I look.

Fine.

You look fine.

"Chew the coconut well.

Then swallow the pulp, one each day, for strength.

My thoughts are with you.

Squinter." Dega.

I'll be a son of a bitch.

Dega.

Mm.

I'm still here, you bastards.

Prisoner! Show yourself!

You've been receiving coconuts.

Unless you tell us who sent them, your rations will be out in half.

How can I tell you who sent me stuff I didn't get?

What stuff?

Well, I don't know.

You... You said coconut.

I want that name and I want it now.

Put him on half rations, screen his cell for six months.

Darkness does wonders for a bad memory.

You know the charge!

I'm innocent!

I didn't kill that pimp!

You couldn't get anything on me and you framed me!

That is quite true!

But your real crime has nothing to do with a pimp's death.

Well, then. What is it?

Yours is the most terrible crime...

a human being can commit!

I accuse you...

of a wasted life!

Guilty.

The penalty for that is death.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

They know.

How did you hear?

Trustee works on the launch between here and St Joseph.

That's all that he said?

- Then it's only a matter of time. - You think so?

He's on half rations now. He can't exist on that.

Forced to choose between starvation and telling, what would you do?

We're not talking about me. What would you do?

I'd tell. I'd have to.

You get weak, you get delirious, you lose control...

and you talk.

Then you won't blame him, huh?

Blame is for God and small children.

I eat bugs.

I don't have enough sense to get out of the rain.

Prisoner, show yourself!

Give me the name and you're back on full rations.

Just one name.

I don't get that hungry.

You'll starve. You should see yourself.

I was born skinny.

Then you'll die.

One...

two...

I'm Papillon.

Francisco.

How do I look?

- Do I look okay? - You look swell.

That's 30 days more, pimp killer!

I want to see the warden.

I want to talk. I have something to tell him.

Who gave you the food?

.1111 .1111

Jesus, warden...

I had it.

I had the name, honest to God.

I must be light...

I must be light-headed or something because l...

I'm trying. I'm trying-

I can't remember.

Honest to God, I can't. I can't remember.

It's not there, Mr Prosecutor.

I don't know. It's not there. No.

He's dying.

You're dead.

Your term is completed.

One...

two, three, four...

five.

Six.

Oh, yes. Son of a bitch.

Welcome to the penal colony...

of French Guiana...

whose prisoners you are...

and from which there is no escape.

First attempts at escape...

add two years in solitary to existing sentences.

Second attempts add five more.

Of course, more serious offences...

are dealt with in this fashion.

Hello, Papi.

Hi.

- Don't take advantage, I'm in handcuffs. - Heh.

Make the best of what we offer you...

and you will suffer less than you deserve. Dismissed.

Move! Into the bunkhouse! One, two!

I have hot soup, with real meat in it.

Dega sent it to you.

My name is Maturette.

How are you?

I'm pretty good.

You'd be in much better health if you'd given them my name.

Almost did.

Someone once said that temptation resisted...

is the true measure of character.

How'd you get out of kilo forty?

It was the rankest sort of corruption.

Suffice it to say, the warden now has a new house...

- and I've become his chief clerk. - Ha-ha-ha.

Papi, look.

My wife and lawyer have convinced members in the Ministry of Justice...

that my sentence was a bit harsh.

Some months back I asked them...

to look into your case, and they've made some headway.

One of the principal witnesses against you...

may be willing to change his story, for a price.

If this happened, when would it be?

You could be out in three years.

- Too long. - No, it isn't.

And with a good job, the time will pass very quickly.

Listen, my friend. You owe me nothing.

Tell me what you want.

A boat.

I should have known.

- Papi, don't you remember me? - Yeah.

- Clusiot. - Yeah.

What happened to your eyes?

I put ground-up castor beans in them to look sick enough to get in here. Heh-heh.

Why?

I'm going with you.

- What? - Yeah. Listen.

Dega's got you on the x-ray list for tomorrow.

The x-ray doctor, he's a convict, Hindu or something.

He's got somebody on the outside who can sell you a boat...

if the price is right.

When do we run, Papi?

Let's talk to that doctor tomorrow.

The last boat I obtained was for a sex murderer.

They shot him to pieces six miles down the river, poor man. Ha.

But the boat stood up very well.

- You have the heart of an ox. - What boat?

Fourteen feet, complete with compass...

sails, tools, clothes.

Ah, the generator begins. Science takes over! Ha-ha-ha.

X-rays are quite worthless.

They always have been. Lie down, please. On the back.

How much would it cost?

Three thousand in advance...

which you pay to me and I pay to Pascal, who provides everything.

Draw a deep breath, please, and hold completely still.

Another 3000 you must pay directly to Pascal when he delivers the boat.

Exhale, please, and turn over.

If I decide to make a deal, how do we handle it?

Have no fear. Ways will be found.

- Trust me for everything. - Huh.

Last time I did that, it cost me two years in solitary.

Aha. So you have been cheated, eh? Ha-ha.

Happily for you, money doesn't tempt me. I'm after bigger game.

Draw a deep breath.

You see, I killed my whole family.

All of them. My wife and four little ones.

Exhale, if you haven't already.

You double-cross me, I'll kill you.

Of course.

I would consider that a favour.

A very great favour.

I might ask you to take that turnkey into the toilet...

show him a good time. When you come out, you get 1000.

Why?

That's my business. Yours is to make him happy for 10 minutes.

One thousand.

He's filthy.

Two thousand. Does that make him any cleaner?

- You think I'm a whore? - Easy.

Well, you're wrong.

Next!

I'll do what you ask, on one condition.

You keep your money and you take me with you.

- No. - I'm the only one who can get you out.

- Uh-uh. You're a... - I know.

I'm a queer, a fairy. I'm a poof, huh?

But there's one thing you forgot.

You may have been framed, as you say you were, but I wasn't.

Between the two of us, I'm the one who's killed a man.

Not you.

Okay.

It's tonight during the concert.

I'll be there. I have to, I'm, uh, serving refreshments.

You ought to go with us.

- You ought to. - Thank you.

My wife is arranging my release. The letter from her is overdue.

Listen to me.

If she was here and you were in Paris with all that money...

what would you pay to get her back?

Everything I have.

And how much would she pay to get you back?

That's why you should run.

Now, Louis, while you've got a chance.

But I have a chance without running.

Me, they can kill.

You, they own.

Goodbye.

Good luck.

Clusiot!

Clusiot!

Halt!

Dega, you bastard!

- Guard. - Shit!

Guard!

Guard!

Guard!

Pull!

Pull!

Pull.

Hold on. Hold on.

Hold on.

Let's go.

Where's Clusiot?

- A guard got him. - Let's go.

Here! Here! Where's the other one?

Right here. Right here. Just a little twist.

Come on, come on!

Come on.

There's your boat, over there.

Three thousand.

You'd better check, see if it's okay. I'm in a hurry.

Let's go, let's go!

Don't use guns if you don't want the man hunters down on you.

I put two gallons of rum aboard.

Send me a postcard from Honduras.

Let's have a drink of that rum.

Well, this...

goddamn boat's no good! Look at it! I'll kill that bastard!

- It's made out of kindling! - So is my leg.

I didn't twist my ankle. I fractured it.

You broke your leg?

- Why didn't you say something? - I had the suspicion you'd leave me.

- You're goddamn right! - It's broken.

We've got to set this. I need help.

- I presume it'll be painful. - You bet!

I ask you to remember that that's my money that's sinking.

I'm here out of an act of heroism, preventing you from being shot.

He probably would have missed me anyway.

- Now relax. Relax. - What?

You're at the wrong end!

It'll only last a couple of minutes.

- Jesus. - Hold him above the knee. Ready?

- That finishes it. - How'd you do that?

We've all got sensitive spots.

What happened?

He found a sensitive spot you didn't know you had.

Move, and you're dead.

Turn around.

Throw that gun out in front of you.

You know, I get 200 for one of these.

I wouldn't want to lose it. Turn around.

You broke out of St Laurent last night, didn't you?

- That's right. - The others are at the boat?

- That's right. - The boat's no good.

Not worth a damn.

Been expecting you.

Come on.

Don't shoot. It's okay.

Caught these two man hunters asleep, before sunup.

They'd been hanging around two days, waiting on you.

Each time he sells that boat, it's in worse shape than before.

You like this?

Oh, very much.

I did too at the time. But I was drunk. Heh.

Here, take this.

Cut yourself some bamboo and lash it together with sailcloth.

I'll be back around sunset.

I'll tow you upriver to Pigeon Island.

You can get a boat there, if you've got money.

If you haven't got enough, they'll probably kill you.

Doesn't matter to them. They're all lepers.

You noisy son of a bitch.

Do dogs carry leprosy?

Well, the hell with it.

- You'd better take this. - Shh.

I don't want to fight these people. Just want to talk them out of a boat.

Who are you?

Escaped prisoner Papillon.

- Where are the other two? - They're down on the beach.

One's got a broken ankle.

Come in.

You have two rifles?

- That's right. - And you want a boat?

- That's right. - But you're short of money.

That's right too.

Why don't you have the courtesy to look at me when you speak?

We do a lot of smuggling here.

We raid the mainland. We steal boats.

When an outsider comes in, we generally kill him...

as a security measure.

That makes sense.

Well...

A man of Christian understanding.

Do you like cigars?

When I can get them.

Try this one.

How did you know I have dry leprosy?

That it isn't contagious?

I didn't.

Normal weather, you'll sight Honduras in three and a half, maybe four weeks.

When you get there, you'll need some money. We passed the hat.

Take it, it's disinfected.

If you're gonna catch leprosy, better from money than from people. Ha.

Take it.

All we use it for is gambling...

bringing in women lepers from Albina.

We've always got enough for that.

Hurry up, get onboard. You'll miss the tide.

Goodbye.

Honduras!

My leg! Get it off my leg!

It's on my leg! Goddamn it!

All right, come on. Come on, one more.

- I'm already so drunk, I can't think. - Yeah.

That's what I want.

I want you to put this between your teeth.

It's gonna hurt you, Louis.

- If you want to yell, you yell. - I certainly will.

- I fooled you... - What?

I fooled you, didn't I?

Goddamn it, we made it!

Huh?

What was your crime?

Murder.

But I wasn't guilty. I've never killed anybody.

If you did regain your freedom, what would you do?

I haven't had time to think about that.

If you are a thief or a murderer...

by morning, you might have stolen everything we have.

These are mine. They were a gift.

You keep them until I leave.

Are you awake?

Yes, ma'am.

If you are sinful, you have made amends by feeding half the poor here.

If you are truly not sinful, you have nothing to fear.

God will watch over you.

Your five years in solitary confinement are at an end.

You've paid part of your debt to France.

Papi.

We're free.

That's the only way off Devil's Island.

We try to take things easy here.

The sharks and the tide do the real guard work, so it's live and let live.

Unless you make trouble.

That's empty, might as well take it.

Watch it around the other huts. They might kill you.

How dare you sit there!

This bench belongs to Captain Dreyfus!

Who are you to sit on that bench?

Nobody.

That's right. Heh. Nobody.

Do you know who I am?

Dega?

Dega?

Dega.

Dega!

Louis.

Louis.

I wish you hadn't come here.

Are you fond of crayfish?

Good.

You really think so?

Best I've had in years.

You hear about my wife?

She married my attorney.

Or else he married her, although, actually...

it doesn't really matter.

I mean, it all works out to the same thing, don't you think?

Well, I have not heard from her in about...

It is nice here, isn't it?

You've made it nice, Louis.

Really nice.

Funny“.

You and me ending up here.

We're the only ones left.

Do you ever wonder about it?

No.

I do.

Get away!

Get away! Get away!

That's enough!

They come and steal from my garden.

Who does?

- Uh... Maybe I'd better go. - Yes.

I know your house. There's no ghost in it.

My thoughts are with you.

Jesus.

Louis! Louis!

Look. You remember those seeds Santini gave me? They've come up.

- Carrots. - Louis.

It said six weeks, but it's only taken four.

If I find a way off this island, would you come?

Oh, yes, of course.

Freddie, you know better than that. Get away!

- I got no money, they took it all. - Forget that.

- You can't buy your way out. - Then how?

- I don't know. - Then we don't have to discuss it.

Do you like tomatoes? I have some extra seeds.

You might like to start your own garden.

You see, it's a horseshoe.

When the waves break, they have nowhere to go...

except go back out again.

Well, you can't launch a boat from here.

There's no place on the entire island where you can launch a boat.

Bags of coconuts tied together, just throw them over.

- Float out on a wave. - Ah.

Then what happens?

The mainland's only 24 miles.

You just drift with the current.

Only two days.

- You're certain? - Yeah.

Seems so... Heh.

So desperate.

Yeah.

You think it'll work?

Does it matter?

Get! Get!

That's not yours.

Get away. I'm not going to tell you again.

Here you are, Freddie.

Freddie's not feeling well today, and you should appreciate that fact.

Here we are.

Okay, little one. All right.

Freddie!

Freddie, that's not for you, that's Adam's.

Come here, Adam.

- Let's take a walk. - Certainly.

Isn't that a little small?

- It's just to try it with. - Certainly.

You know, I've been thinking of building a porch.

There's not a home on the entire island with a porch.

Not even Sergeant Santini has a porch. What do you think, huh?

Come on.

It was the wrong wave.

Oh, yeah.

They come in a series of seven.

The seventh wave is big enough...

to take us both out beyond the point of return.

Are you certain?

Yeah.

Excellent.

Oh, if we're going, I'd better pick those carrots.

Yeah.

Fourth wave.

Ready?

I must tell you something.

Louis, you don't have to say anything.

I meant to.

I'm sorry.

I know.

You'll be killed. You know that?

Maybe.

Please don't do it.

Hey, you bastards, I'm still here!

Papillon made it to freedom.

And for the remaining years of his life...

he lived a free man.

This, the infamous penal system in French Guiana...

did not survive him.