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He says we are the first pale men they have seen.

They came looking for this.

He says they grow everything on these islands.

Our Father, who art in Heaven…

I've written in my will that when I die, you will be a free man.

I will never leave your side, sir.

Those are Mactan warriors. Enemies of the Cebuans.

Soldiers of the Spanish Crown!

We cannot allow these savages to dishonor God.

- What gives us the right… - You can fight with me.

But I think the best way to honor him would be to continue our voyage.

You were the commander's servant.

Rajah Humabon…

the pale men are selfish and arrogant.

Run!

To the ships!

It's a trap!

From now on, you're in command.

Captain!

BOUNDLESS

According to Rajah Humabon,

we should be entering these waters through here.

We're close to the Guam Islands, Omar.

Very close.

Change course.

Juan, half to starboard, like I showed you.

- One, two, three? - That's right.

Crew, seize the topsail!

Raise the mainsail!

Pachito, tell Espinoza that we're changing course.

With doctors and graveyards about, what's the point of being afraid?

TIDORE, MOLUCCA ISLANDS

Look at all this food!

It's even better than the commander said!

I owe you another one.

Elcano!

- Pigafetta! - Watch out!

Pigafetta…

Lower your weapons.

Columbus sailed for 69 days and this was considered a great feat.

How long have we been gone?

27 months.

It's time to go home.

We need to repair the ships.

And fill the holds, I'd say. Right?

Then say no more.

Here it is. Our ancient treasure.

We have crossed two oceans, risking our lives and our fortunes

to find these small, delicate flowers.

They call them "cloves", after a blacksmith's "nail" in Latin.

Its taste and aroma make it a unique spice.

Its price is equal to gold.

And this island is filled with it.

This place truly is paradise. Our very own El Dorado.

Captain?

Come in, come in.

According to my calculations,

the coming lunar cycle brings winds we should take advantage of.

The ships are almost repaired.

We need to take the eastern route as soon as possible.

The winds are coming from the east.

It won't appear on this map, but I assure you, we're right here.

If we keep south of the Portuguese routes,

beneath the winds around the Cape of Storms…

No, wait… You mean to continue sailing westward?

No…

You want to circumnavigate the world?

The king's orders were clear.

Discover a route to these islands, then return the way we came.

I know, I know.

You'd sail through Portuguese waters, carrying spices they believe are theirs?

I've sailed the African coasts. I know them like the back of my hand.

We won't be able to dock anywhere for provisions.

You'd rather go back the way we came?

No route is without its dangers.

Elcano, I won't disobey the king.

We'd be showing that it's possible to navigate…

across the entire world.

What does it matter what the king says?

I need some fresh air.

Pigafetta…

Those weren't our orders.

But nobody has ever done this before.

Off your asses, slackers! Before they go numb.

I want those cannons spick and span. Come on! Up, up!

Captain.

The hull is rotten, Captain. We need to change some of the planks.

We need to find dry wood.

We need to cut it, shape it, then replace the old planks.

That would take weeks.

If we do that, we'd miss the winds.

It'd be careless to set out like this. We'd be bailing water day and night.

Gather the men.

Sailors.

Over two years ago, we set sail from Seville.

And during this journey…

we have discovered a path between the east and the west.

We have sailed waters that no man has ever sailed before.

And we made it all the way here to the Spice Islands, via a western route.

All this will be for nothing if we do not complete our mission,

if we do not complete this voyage.

And these discoveries,

the loss of three ships, and the deaths of so many men…

Our commander, our comrades… 140 of our comrades!

All of this will have been for nothing.

Let us honor them and make their sacrifice worthwhile.

Let's return to Spain with our holds filled with spices!

We've found a leak here on the Trinidad.

It needs repairs.

But we all know that the tides and the winds won't wait.

That's why I've made a decision.

To leave aboard the Victoria.

And to sail westward,

no matter what dangers may lie in store.

Whoever wants to come with me, we set sail at dawn.

The rest of you can stay here.

Until the Trinidad is repaired.

If you wish to return via the route we traveled,

under Espinoza's command…

then stand to this side.

You're all free to choose.

This letter is for my beloved.

Tell her I'll be back soon.

Do chickens even know how to read?

Two years ago,

239 men set sail from Seville.

Only 108 remain.

Half of us will leave for Spain with Elcano aboard the Victoria,

sailing westward.

The rest will make for the east, once the Trinidad is repaired.

I've got something for you. Take it.

It'll bring you good luck.

I'll return it to you when we meet again in Seville.

You've all become a fine pack of scurvy dogs!

- Get going. - One last thing…

Last man to reach port buys a round!

Beautiful handwriting, Maestro.

None of us knew if we'd make it back alive.

Because nobody knows what the future holds.

Nobody knows what fate has in store for us.

Watch out for the Portuguese.

Good luck.

Gentlemen.

Maestro…

Captain.

Let's go.

Juan! Head below deck, now!

Lower the foresail!

Lower the foresail!

We can't control the flooding.

We'll have to bail water day and night.

Going on like this would be suicide.

We have no other options.

Let's find a port.

We can't dock in a port belonging to the Portuguese crown.

If they find out we're part of Magellan's expedition,

they'll take us to Lisbon

and we'll end up rotting in one of their prisons.

- Is that what you want? - Of course not.

But twelve men have died.

Twelve.

And the rest have barely eaten in weeks.

We can shed some weight. We'll throw some of the cargo overboard.

You're mad!

That cargo will make us all rich.

It's all we have left.

I'll change over the shifts.

Do you hear that?

I hope he knows what he's doing.

We are in his hands.

I've known Juan Sebastián Elcano for over ten years.

We fought together in Algiers…

under the orders of Cardinal Cisneros.

I assure you, we're in good hands.

Maestro…

Do you remember what happened in San Julian Bay?

I remember perfectly.

The commander beheaded the man who rose up against him.

Miguel Menéndez de las Vascongadas.

That's 16 men dead…

since we left the Spice Islands.

We have to stop, Elcano.

- We can't… - We have to stop.

We can't stop!

We're sick of this! We're starving!

Enough! Stop it!

You all freely chose to come on this journey!

We can't go on any longer.

Very well.

I won't have us fighting among ourselves again,

so we'll vote on it.

Let the majority decide.

We find a port…

and we endure the torture of a Portuguese prison.

Or we continue sailing…

and run the danger of dying at sea.

What say you?

Port.

Port.

Port, Captain.

- Port. - Port.

- Please, port… - Port.

We're changing course.

The crew is exhausted and starving.

The hardships have been many over the course of almost three years.

They are not willing to make any more sacrifices.

Such is their desperation

that they are ready to fall into the hands of the Portuguese

and end up in a prison cell

in exchange for a crust of bread and a sip of fresh water.

Elcano knows that if the Portuguese capture us,

they will steal our cargo, the value of which is incalculable.

A fortune that would make all of us immensely rich.

And he knows we'd lose something

far more important to him at this point:

not being able to complete the journey.

Not being able to complete our journey around the world.

You don't have to go, Captain.

If we're not back by dawn, weigh anchors.

I'm going.

- No… - Elcano.

Juan! Here, give me a hand.

Help me with this…

Rice!

Hey!

This way.

Come here, come here.

Look over there.

Elcano.

We have to give them water.

Later! This is too dangerous.

We have to help them.

Hey!

Hey, you! They're mine!

Where'd you come from?

Get away from that cage!

Take this ass away.

Make sure the slaves are still locked in.

And Omar?

Where's Omar?

Weigh anchors!

June 9th, in the year of our Lord 1522.

Nearly three years ago,

we set sail from Seville in search of a dream.

The dream of Captain Ferdinand Magellan.

His dream was achieved,

even though he, like many others,

lost his life in the attempt.

Some of us still live, and we are very close to home.

But hunger and disease are picking us off one by one.

I fear perhaps the only thing that will return to Spain is a ghost ship.

We are the Portuguese Navy.

I want to see this ship's captain.

You are in Portuguese waters.

We have orders to search any vessel flying the Spanish flag.

We're in quarantine.

We have the plague, sir.

For the love of God…

Let's leave, now.

Now!

Land!

Land ahoy!

Land!

SANLÚCAR DE BARRAMEDA SEPTEMBER 6TH, 1522

Welcome!

The list of the dead.

Elcano, did you find it?

Did you find the route to the West Indies?

No.

We discovered the world.

BETWEEN AUGUST 1519 AND SEPTEMBER 1522,

THE 18 SURVIVORS OF THE VICTORIA SAILED ALMOST 90,000 KILOMETRES,

A DISTANCE 15 TIMES GREATER THAN THAT WHICH COLUMBUS SAILED

ON HIS FIRST JOURNEY TO THE NEW WORLD.

TO THIS DAY, THE CIRCUMNAVIGATION OF THE GLOBE

ACCOMPLISHED BY MAGELLAN AND ELCANO

IS CONSIDERED THE GREATEST MARITIME FEAT IN HISTORY.

WITH THIS NEW WESTERN ROUTE,

SPAIN CONTROLLED THE SPICE TRADE FOR DECADES.

THE CREW OF THE TRINIDAD NEVER RETURNED TO SPAIN.

CONSTANT STORMS FORCED THEM TO RETURN TO TIDORE,

WHERE THEY WERE CAPTURED AND IMPRISONED BY THE PORTUGUESE.

Adaptation: Chris Smith Subtitles: DUBBING BROTHERS