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I must kill the white man

to avenge what he has done.

The spirits of my people command me.

I can not live this life!

A present for you!

If the lizard smiles at you, death is not far away.

And do you think I'll just give them to you?

No.

Hold fire! I'll talk to the white woman.

The one in the shed. Don't let him escape.

They must have been expecting us.

You chasing me or not?

Are you chasing me or not?

Then stop.

Tomorrow.

Maybe.

You were dead right.

Henare is dead and you stuff yourself with pekaha potatoes?

Were they harvested from our confiscated lands?

Or could they be your reward for exterminating our people?

Eat shit.

Have you read this?

I can't read.

I have no time for pakeha trickery which turns you from the truth!

I am going to join Te Wheke.

I will kill the pakeha...

Indeed, you bastards will be consumed in a fire of your own making.

Did you hear what he said?

He can't read.

Where are you going friend?

To Te Wheke.

What makes you think Te Wheke wants you?

Don't you find me attractive?

That's good.

We could make love.

There are hundreds of them.

Hello you two! Nice to see you on such a fine day!

Hurry! Time to get going! They're waiting for us.

Around to the back. We must get inside or we're finished.

They seem to be everywhere!

Run for it! Run for it!

Keep down old girl. Keep down.

Has fate decided his time has come?

It's getting dark!

The night will hide us.

Where's Te Wheke?

Who is this Lord who will have mercy on me?

Is it a God who presides over this court?

I thought this court was presided over by a fat German woman on distant shores.

And whose interest does this court represent?

Not mine.

And not yours, either.

No way.

Of course I'm guilty. I am.

But I feel no guilt.

I felt more guilty when I fought for the Crown.

I took up arms against the pakeha

because I could no longer believe in pakeha justice.

So.

Shoot me.

But...

do not talk of justice or mercy because it's not here.

He sings...

...like a bird.

He speaks...

...with big words

but he acts like a dog.

You would like to be my executioner?

Who else.

Me too.

It likely will.

Another time, maybe, my friend.

Look at this gun,

made in America.

This gun was gifted to this Officer by a high-born pakeha

as a reward for saving the life of his son.

If I squeeze the trigger

a lightning flash will render the heavens asunder

and the very earth will shake beneath your feet!

When this gun fires

its reverberations will be felt in the most distant heavens.

This weapon is imbued with the spirit

and there's no greater gun in existence.

Here. Take hold of it.

When you get to heaven

prepare a place for me.

Do you think they'll approve of me?

Of course they will.

You have earned your place there.

Hurry.