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Hey!

Who are you?

Crusoe!
We have found him!

The spirit that made the sea, the
sky and the ground that we walk on,

says that he gives to those
who give back to the earth.

That is something you
will never understand.

You see, we eat the fruit
that the earth gives us.

And in return, we return
what we do not eat,

which then fertilizes
the Crops.

That there, my friend,
is the CyCle of nature.

You are hungry, too?

Well, you do not eat fruit. So you just
have to wait for Crusoe to come back.

He promised to
find us some eggs.

What took you so long?

We had a visitor
on the north cove.

What kind of visitor?

A carib like you.

Dressed up with
makeup and frippery.

He had pierCings everywhere.
Here, here.

He made no attempt to harm me,

but he cut off a lock
of my hair and just ran.

That cannot be good.

No. I did manage to get this though.

Crusoe, the person that you
describe, he is not from my tribe.

He is cacique.
Royalty.

What's he doing here then?

That is what
I do not understand.

They're all
meant to be dead.

This was no ghost.

The cacique, they were
the superior tribe.

cultured, inventive. They ruled by
the law and detested human flesh.

And they were very skilled Craftsmen.

Sounds like my
type of people.

And also very
fierCe warriors.

Okay,
your type of people.

They used to
protect our villages.

So we never had to worry about
raids from the flesh-eaters.

What changed?

One day the king disappeared,
the tribe disbanded.

ACtually, nobody really
knows what happened to them.

They just became a legend.

Hmm. Well, they're
not a legend anymore.

They're on our island, or at least one
of them is and we, we should find him.

Some say he abandoned his people,

others say he went on to the
afterlife. Nobody knows for sure.

Certainly an
interesting tale.

Perhaps if
we find him,

we can ask him for
directions off this sand dune.

If I can
speak his language.

You speak
everyone's language.

And I'm misunderstood in most of them.

These are a serious people, Crusoe.

Well, if they're Civilized,
they can be reasoned with.

Leave the reasoning
to me.

It seems as though
you've never been

in the presence of true royalty before.

Where I come from, if
you get that near royalty,

it's probably because
you've lost your head.

Shh! Quiet!

I don't hear anything.

You'll not.

These are not your people, Crusoe.

They do not blunder through the
forest announcing their arrival.

Looks like they
left us a souvenir.

This was a mistake.

What are you
talking about?

This is bad.

We should
leave this place.

Because of that?
What is it?

It is a sign.

What kind of sign?

The mark of the hunt.

So they're hunting.

It is what they're hunting,
Crusoe.

He took your
hair for a reason.

So they're hunting me?

We should leave this place
and go back the way we came.

Move downwind
and mask our scent.

I don't understand.
I don't see the point.

Why bother hunting me?

He took my hair. He could have
just as easily slit my throat.

Would you stop? come here!

Hair... Crusoe, they did
it for the sport of it.

Don't tell me
they're legendary hunters.

Each trained in
a field of combat.

Why me?

Do you remember
that wild pig?

The one that had the
white stripe on the side?

You gave it a name and you were
chasing it around for weeks.

Jeffreys?
Yes.

That was a pig and a half. I've
never seen another one like it.

Exactly.

I'm the pig.

Just remember who
said it out loud.

To them, you're some sort of a prize.

I cannot see it myself,
Crusoe, but there you go.

Now would be a very good
time to see Santos Santana

Come over the horizon
with a rescue ship.

Do not rely on that.

I thought you
trusted him now.

I do not doubt his intentions, Crusoe,

but we do not always
achieve what we intend.

Mr. Santana?

Santos Santana.

Se�ora Crusoe.

Please.

The day I do not rise for the
woman beloved of Robinson Crusoe,

is the day the breath leaves my body.

You have a story for me,
Mr. Santana?

I do.

I cannot pay you much.

You will not pay me at
all. The debt is on my side.

I don't understand.

I'm not the first man that
owes his life to your husband.

I made him a promise
to return with a ship,

but thanks to this affliction,
I've yet to keep it.

Where is he?

On an island.

It is a tale of pirates, treasures
and mutineers and cannibals and heroes.

I'm sure it is.

And I pray that you open
your heart to believe it,

for I know
no one else who will.

Please.

He seems sincere, but his story
was just like all the others.

All serpents
and mermaids, huh?

Quite so fantastical.

He'd have Robin marooned
on an island with guns

and a dog and a house in the trees

and all sorts of
devices for his comfort.

Word has got around.

You're a woman who
will pay for a tale.

He said Robin had been
a planter in Brazil.

can you imagine that?

But I would have had a
letter by now, I'm sure of it.

I believe your soup
is getting cold.

Wait. Someone is following us.

There! Come on!

I've got him.

Perhaps
we can negotiate.

With what?

These people
are after my head.

What do I offer them?
An arm?

Maybe we can ask them just
to torture you a little bit.

Well, he's fast.

He's not as fast
as a musket ball.

On second thought,
he's all yours.

Plan B?
Leg it.

Crusoe, I'm not the pig!
He wants you.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, I'm fine.
Boy!

I do not understand this. The
cacique never used to hunt men.

This goes against everything
they believed in.

Well, whatever it is they believe in,

I think we can safely
assume that I'm their prey.

What was that?

Do you want me to guess?

Only if you can guess me
some good news.

Another warrior is coming.

That's not good news. What
does it take to make them stop?

Oh, you cannot
stop the cacique.

Shouldn't sound so impressed.

Crusoe, I have a plan.

We should go different ways.
They're hunting for you, not for me.

So maybe,
I can distract them.

That's nice of you to point
out. Where will you go?

Preferably, another island,
but that is not an option.

All right. Why are
we splitting up again?

The element of surprise.

Perfect. I'll see you at the tree house.

So, I was struck down like this,
before I could keep my word.

They had me halfway home
before I could learn to speak.

No, it's not your fault
if no one believes you.

You believe me, don't you?

Of course I do.

Could you raise
me a rescue ship?

Not quite so simple.

Before you spend money on a ship, you
have to know where the ship is to go.

Ah!

A map.

The position is accurate.

Yes. Yes.

Yes.

Is this leather?

Do not ask.

Now, there are a few
questions I need you to answer.

Robinson Crusoe, the ingenious
white hermit of the island.

Are you impressed that I know your name?

I'm impressed you're
speaking English so well.

Slave English is nothing to be proud of.

You don't look like
anyone's slave.

You don't look like
anybody's master.

It is our custom to allow the
winning hunter to finish the kill.

But in your case because
you are a unique prize,

I'm going to
kill you myself.

I thought we were
getting along so well.

I had somebody like you who
enslaved me against my will,

slaughtered my family
in front of my eyes,

taught me his customs
and had me praise his God.

And finally,
to break my spirit,

he forCed me to
speak his language.

I was never a man like that.

All you adventurers
are the same.

I'm a merchant.

Or I was.

You ran a plantation. Worked by slaves.

And yet you keep
a slave in the island.

Is that what this is about?
Friday is no man's slave.

And yet you
give him a slave name.

It's because I couldn't
pronounce his real name.

I had to call
him something.

He's a free man.
Listen. Listen to me.

He would die for me.

And if it came down to it,
I'd do the same for him.

Crusoe,
do you have a woman?

Yes, I do.

Do you have children?

To carry
your name forward.

Yes.

And yet you will
die for this man,

deserting your
children forever?

Do you value this
man more than them?

That's not
a fair question.

It is a question!

Or maybe, even if you die,
they will not feel the loss.

They've forgotten
all about you.

I hear you're
equipping a ship.

It is
for a business venture.

I don't believe you.

You know something. It's
the Spaniard, isn't it?

Suppose I had news, but
the news was not good.

Then why would you
waste your money?

If you're going to find Robin,
then I'm coming with you.

I see.

Well, what if I take you on this voyage

and the ship is lost and
your children are orphaned?

Sir, this isn't fair.

Sign them over to me
and if I fail to return,

then all of this will be theirs.

Exactly how
is that unfair?

And I get to
come on the voyage?

Hmm.

And afterwards I will
tear up the piece of paper.

What have you got to lose?

What do I have to sign?

Get ready for the journey and
I will draw up an agreement.

This is just
a piece of paper.

It means that nothing will
worry you while I'm away.

Good. Well done.

Now, these two gentlemen
will be taking care of you.

My trunk
isn't packed yet.

What are you doing?

Mummy! Mummy!

No!

No!

No!

Mummy!

No!

You're a disgrace to your
family and to your tribe.

What did I do?

You serve this man.

What is he talking about, Crusoe?

I serve no man.

He thinks you do.

I do not.

We are equals.

Who told you that?

He did.

And you acCept
everything he says?

This is some sort of trap,
is it not?

Give him a weapon.

I'm giving you a chance
to regain your dignity.

Kill the man who
would be your master.

That makes it interesting.
Master or slave?

Will one earn the respect
of the cacique tribe?

If one of you is alive after the
battle of honor, he goes free.

I'm not sure I follow.

I do.

He wants us to fight,
to the death.

Prepare
the battleground!

When the sands run
out, the fight begins.

Maybe one of us will be lucky.

I've seen the very same
look in Dundee's eyes,

before he kills a rabbit.

This fight to the death business.
Just what does it entail?

Two men fight. They go at it
until one of them gets killed.

I do not know how else to
explain it to you, Crusoe.

It's brutal.
It's not hard to grasp.

How long do you think
we can spin it out for?

Well, Clearly, dying of old
age is not one of the options.

And what if
we refuse to fight?

They will kill us both.

Maybe slowly,
for spoiling their fun.

We need to think of a plan.

A plan like
your last one?

Something much
better than that.

Since my last plan
put us here.

Do you realize that the King
has given up a great privilege?

How?

Killing you would have
enhanced his reputation.

Honor is everything
to them.

And there's no greater honor than
to die in a contest of equals.

Where I come from,
we call that losing.

The CirCle is ready and
the sands have run out.

Let blood be spilled and justice done,

Robinson Crusoe.

I'm not
fighting anyone.

That is because
you only fight women.

It's not true.

Mad women. Like Judy.

She was exCeptional.

She threw you
into a puddle.

Stop it.

Make me.

Please, stop it.
Stop it.

I think we need to do it
a little more, you know...

Realistically.

They think
we're faking it!

Hey! Hey!
Fight like warriors!

Not like women!

Next time he does that...

I know exactly
what you're thinking.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

No.

Hey!

Kill me!
Kill me like a man!

Not while this
is working so well.

It would not be
the best of ideas.

Okay, let's go.

Now that he's served his purpose,
he's going to slow us down.

No! No!

Are you still ready to die
like a man, Your Majesty?

No, no, no.

Are we losing them?

You cannot lose the cacique.

They can track a raindrop in a river.

Up the tree, Crusoe.

Go.

Stop, stop.

That lady with the blades,
she was quite something.

You know,
I could be mistaken,

but looks as though she's
taken quite a shine to you.

Well, I guess that is what
they call the Friday effect.

Yes. It's a shame she would have sliced
off both of our heads, if she was told to.

Women are mysterious.

You never quite know
what you're going to get.

I know exactly the kind of
woman you're thinking of.

I was never here.

If you tell my father, I swear,
I'll come back in the night

and rip your heart out.

Yes?

I have some business
with Susannah Crusoe.

Do you, now?
Try the madhouse.

You know what the logical
answer would have been?

Not to get caught
in the first place.

Think it through.

Two men.

Neither one wants to kill the
other, but only one can live.

It's not possible.

It is if one of them kills himself.

One of them has to die.

Neither one of them can bring
himself to kill his friend.

Even if it means saving his own
life. You see what I'm saying?

Are you mad?

Yeah.

What's the answer, then?

Exactly what we did. cheat and fight.

Does not matter
what the situation is.

There's always going to be
room for an element of surprise.

Did you hear that?

What?

Long live the king.

Wait.

You all right?

It would never have
worked between us.

No?
No, no, no.

She settles every
argument with a machete.

And she runs
faster than you.

That is true.