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How strange a work of
providence is the life of man.

Gangway! Gangway!

Oh, my God!

She's breaking up!

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All my years upon
this desolate island,

void of all hope of recovery.

But I am alive and not drowned
as all my ship's company was.

I am Robinson Crusoe.

Wherever about
my prison I may look,

in my mind's eye is
the paradise I lost.

My only escape is into
the memory of a life

which seems evermore
like a fading dream.

Daddy.

This day
finds me prepared.

I have never given up
on the world,

and I have faith that providence
has not yet given up on me.

A ship.

An English flag.

Dundee, come on.

Welcome to paradise.

Make yourselves comfortable.

Hey!

What's that?

Hey, Judy, we found
you a husband.

A stinking castaway has got about
as much chance as the rest of you.

Castaway, you reckon?

What if he knows about the gold?

Hey! Here!

I'm unarmed!

I'm unarmed!

Ah, don't waste your powder,
not at this distance.

Go, get him.

Ah, you lubber!
Let's get him!

Eli, stay here.

We've a crafty one here, then.

Well, I've got a dead one here.

Now we can't just
leave it, can we?

Look at this. He's blazed a trail
so he'll know his own traps.

If you see another mark
like this, watch out.

One, two,
three, four, five, six.

Hey, hey.

Stuck in hell
a little while longer.

Hell is wherever
a man happens to be

if it keeps him
from what he loves.

Friday wonders what kind of
idiot builds all those traps,

then runs yelling to the
beach without a weapon?

You knew I was at the beach?

I could guess it
from the beacons.

Well, in that
case, Crusoe wonders

why Friday didn't
join in sooner.

I was enjoying the idiot show.

Do you shoot those
or bring them down

with a well aimed shot of wit?

One bird, one arrow.

I know. One of
nature's marksmen.

Says one of nature's targets.

Hey, hey, does anyone
here speak English?

I am English.

Then why do you
curse in Spanish?

Six years below decks
on a Spanish galleon.

There's not much else to do.

I wasn't a threat to you,
but you fired on me. Why?

Do your worst.
I'll say nothing.

That looks painful.

It is.

But not mortal. I
will pull it through.

I'll talk.
I'll tell you everything.

There's... There's conquistador
gold on the island.

We got a map. Lynch thought
you might be after it, too.

Who's Lynch?
Your leader?

We don't have a leader.

Two men dead, one wounded,

and he's back safe on the beach.

That sounds like a leader to me.

Where's your ship?

No ship, just the
sloop we came in.

Thank you.

Unfortunately...

Friday still needs his arrow.

Friday could use a coat.

This gentleman, alas,
needs a coat no longer.

Why does
he talk like that?

"Friday needs this,
Friday says that"?

He's making fun of me. He knows I
can't pronounce his real name.

You should beat him.
Yeah, I'll try that.

But why Friday?

The day of the week I found him.

I had this idea I was going
to train him as a servant.

Why he stuck with me,
I don't know.

You can't make
a friend of a savage.

That savage can make himself
understood in 12 different languages.

It took him six months
to learn mine.

I've read him Paradise Lost and
now he recites it back at me.

So, he can't read
for himself, then, eh?

No.

Yeah, savages.

Ow!

Listen, with two men dead,

you'll have space
on the boat now.

You've got a thick skin
and no mistake.

My children are in danger

and I need to get
back to England.

Well, not with this crew,
and that's serious advice.

Soon as the gold's out the
ground, nobody's safe.

Daggers drawn and don't turn your
back, you and your man Friday.

I don't want your gold.

Explain that to the scum
of the Spanish Main.

You'll not last the first night.

Then here's what I'll do.

No one will interfere
with your mission.

You won't even see us.

But do this one thing for me.

When you return to the mainland,

tell someone in authority
that here is an island

and on it is a man
who's desperate

to get to his home
and the ones he loves.

Will you do that for me?

Surely that's not
too much to ask?

No one's showed me respect
in more than 20 years,

me who tried to shoot you down.

Mmm.

I love
a good story.

I also find I'm in need of a
man with some local knowledge.

Those are some pretty fancy pistols
our Captain Lynch has there.

Maybe he's all show
and cannot shoot straight.

You run for it,
we'll soon find out.

Aye.

If you've got something to
say, why doesn't you share it?

What's your business
in these waters?

Privateers

under the
flag of St. George.

They're pirates.
Hmm.

Ah, we prefer
gentlemen of fortune.

With no ship?

Aye, thanks to the small
dip in our fortune

at the guns of the Guarda Costa,

which we're here to remedy.

Hurry up.
Come on, clear it.

Lady and gentlemen,
Mr. Robinson Crusoe

calls this island a prison.

Sorry.

You just show us how to
get to where we need to be.

Well, I don't know
where you need to be.

We have a map.

Who made this?

Just look, will you?

It's no good. I'm sorry,
I can't help you.

Show Mr. Crusoe what'll
happen if he doesn't help.

All right,
come on, boy.

Hold.

Strike me down.

Looks like that one sank.

How does it go with savages?
Do they swim?

That was not really
what I had in mind.

But is my point made?

Let's just look at
the map, all right?

See, there's not many landmarks.

You crimp.

I told you, the old
man's mind was going.

He never got to finish it.

There's a river,
but there's no mountains.

And I have no idea what this is.

That's me mole.

What about the writing?

"From the killing rocks."

"From the kissing rocks

"to the highest peak,

"and from the eagle's eye
to the deepest deep."

Now what could that mean?

I have no idea.

Moving on.

Here's what I suggest.

You just take us
where we need to go.

'Cause the sooner
we get what we want,

the sooner we'll be gone.

Well, I can't promise
any miracles.

See, there's an awful lot of
this island even I haven't seen.

Yeah, well, forget any
thought of leaving with us.

Not with this crew.

There are worse things
than being marooned.

Do you understand?

So, what's
in the barrels?

Gunpowder,

in case we have to blast the
treasure out of the ground.

Looks heavy.

I suppose it is.

So tell me, this ship that
brought you to the island,

where's the wreck?

Forget it. Storms broke it up. There's
nothing left you can plunder.

Ah, pity.

So, what happens
to me after this?

I suppose we'll find some
way to show our gratitude.

Take me to a friendly port?

Maybe.

Forget it.
Just leave me alone.

Well, that's the
least we can do.

And we do try to do
the least we can.

So, where
are you taking us?

To some rocks I know.

They're sort of kissy.

Sorry about your savage.
You'll have to get another.

Well, tell me about this map.

My father made it.

And where is he?

Dead.

He was a thief and a pirate.

You sound very proud of that.

He did nothing else
to be proud of.

I expect yours was a decent man.

And still is.
If he lives.

Our father, whether
you live or you die,

you are never far away from me.

You must be brave
now, young Robin.

Yes, Father.

As must I.

We've had many a happy
day, have we not?

And when an unhappy
day comes along,

what do I always say?

That we must draw strength
from those better times.

That's right.

Why is Mr. Blackthorn here?

He's been a good friend to us,

and today I fear
I will need one.

You've always got me.

Yes, Robin.

I will always have you.

Have you been inside?

No, not yet.

James, I think Robin
ought to stay out here.

As to the
events that led to

my circumstance on the island,

I now believe that
they began on that day.

Kissing rocks.

What do you think?

Now what?

Well, from the kissing
rocks to the highest peak.

What's the highest
mountain on this island?

Well, that's got to be the highest
mountain that we can see from here.

Yeah.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but I'd say it's
that one right there.

Well, don't look at me.
I didn't write it.

Oi!

Well, get after him you lazy sods.
Move.

Ah, I would be more careful.

You should see the damage
one of those could do.

I take it you have.

Please, can we... Can we
just talk about this?

What's to talk about?
I warned you not to run.

Somebody give him a sword.

Please don't make me
fight a woman.

Give her a good old
drubbing, Crusoe.

I'd consider that
a personal favor.

I should warn you,
where I come from,

the sword is considered the
weapon of every young gentleman.

Where I come from, we don't
fight like young gentlemen.

I tell you what, if
you get past Judy...

What? You'll... Let me
guess, you'll let me go?

I don't believe you.

A 100-yard start, with an extra
share for the man that catches ya,

and that'll be me.

No. Let's stop this, eh?

What's the matter,
Mr. Crusoe?

I thought that's
a sporting chance.

If he doesn't get past me,
the extra share is mine.

Stop this.

Can you knock it out of my hand?

Can you?

Come on, Judy.

Come on.

Easy, Judy, easy.

Man overboard.

What was that for?

Never help me.

You should thank him.

What for?

She'd have killed you.

No, I don't think so.

Gold or no gold,

when you see that face on her,
that's the face of death, that is.

I have seen
the face of death.

When I was a child, we lived
through fire and plague.

But no trial I have ever
faced, then or now,

was as hard as the one my
father had to face that day.

So many.

Anyone who drowns in the
river, they bring them here.

Paupers, orphans, suicides.

Do many go unclaimed?

Most
of them, I imagine.

Woman, 30 years or more,

eyes colored brown,
fair of skin and hair,

washed up at Limehouse Reach.

Oh, dear Lord!

Why this?

Courage, James.

She told me she was happy.

I don't know
what's harder for a child,

to see your mother dead,
or your father cry.

Those may not be safe to eat.

I've been 16 years
in a Spanish prison.

I can eat anything.

Sixteen years?

Till this bunch showed
up, busted me out.

It wasn't me they wanted.

It was this map. She
put 'em up to it.

She said her father
drew the map.

In that stinking dungeon
with soot and a rusty nail.

Ouch!
Yeah.

He knew his mind was going
and his secret with him.

It took him two years,

getting madder every day.

So before he could finish
mapping the island...

His mind went.

He forgot my name,
he forgot his own.

It took him another year to die.

She barely knew him.

But they say she took it hard.

Isn't he strange?

He hasn't said a word since
the day his mother drowned.

I don't think he's strange.

You'll not get him to speak.
We've all tried.

Hello, hello.

See what you get when
you try to be friendly?

What's his name?

It's one of those foreign-sounding ones.
Krutzner?

Krutznower?

It's Crusoe, isn't it?

I heard that your
father changed it,

but it was too late
to put it on the stone.

You're Robinson Crusoe.

My name's Susannah.

My mother died too.

Is that what I think it is?

Not if you think
you can smell roses.

Susannah, I will
return to you, Susannah.

Whatever they may tell
you, believe that I will.

So tell me,
Mr. Crusoe,

ye governor of all the island,

we've been from kissing rocks
to highest peak.

Lovely.

How about eagle's eye and
deepest deep now, eh?

You're not going to
let me go, are you?

You don't know that.

Once you find the gold,
you're going to kill me.

Not necessarily.

So, I should believe that

sudden riches will give you
a burst in generosity?

Stranger things have been
known to happen, my friend.

That's got to be
your eagle's eye.

So it is.

Oi, eagle's eye.

How's that wound, Tibbetts?
You up to carrying on?

You'll have to leave me.

I'll only slow you down.

Moving on.

What are you looking for?

A guardian angel.

Take it from me,
there's no such thing.

That depends who's
watching out for you.

Now what?

Well, you stay here. I'll
see how deep it gets.

Ah! You get to
the other side,

then you're gonna be
out of musket range.

I don't think so.

You! Do it.

Why me?

'Cause you smell the worst.

Get on with it.

Yeah,
go on, smelly.

I told him not to
eat the berries.

I think this is about
as deep as it gets.

Go all the way to be sure.

Mr. Crusoe, you being
an adaptable fella,

any suggestions as to how we can
go about keeping our powder dry?

Something bit me.

Well, bite it back.

Carry on.

What's in the river?

I'm bleeding.

There may be something.

Snakes?
No. No snakes.

Not unless the
piranhas missed one.

Ye think that's funny?

I do.

Half a day on this island
and four men gone.

Am I supposed to be impressed?

I am.
Will you shut up?

Now you think I won't kill
you because I need ya?

Well, that wouldn't make
much sense, would it?

No, but you got two eyes

and ten fingers, and that
may change, my friend.

Am I understood?

Am I understood?

Yes.

Now,

how do we really get across?

You've had far too much time
on your hands, my friend.

It's not like it
was out of choice.

Hmm.

Who goes next?

I do.

But what about the guns?

You bring them.

I can't manage
everything by meself.

Well, make two trips.

You idiot!

That Judy, she's a
bit formidable.

Well, you should try
being born in a prison.

And I mean a real one,

not your fancy island here.

LaPorte, he fancied
his chances with her.

Who's LaPorte?

The one you just fed to
the man-eating fish,

thank you very much.

The night
before we lost the ship,

he whispered something
in her ear.

She pinned him
down with one hand.

Near ripped his eye
out with the other.

That sounds grim.

Well, for him, yeah.

It was very entertaining
for the rest of us.

I'll tell
you something.

I wouldn't want to be the
man who tries to tame her.

Hurry up,
Bagwell.

"From the kissing rocks
to the highest peak,

"and the eagle's eye
to the deepest deep."

Here. Here.

You're an unusual man, Crusoe.

Compared to what?

You fight well, too.

Only when I have to.

More of a lover, eh?

You got a woman?

I have a wife.

Of course.
What's her name?

Susannah. And
she calls me...

Robin.

All right.

Robinson.

Fine lace from
west country weavers.

With the money I make from
this, I can buy a horse.

And with a horse, I can ride out
and buy straight from the loom.

With the money I make from that,

I can buy an interest in a ship.

And in five years' time,

if the fates play fair, then you

could be mistress
to the empire of Crusoe.

Mistress?

You know what my intentions are.

Come and see this.

What do you think?

Good enough for our first home?

Oh, Robin, you're impossible.

Mmm, I thought I was
rather ingenious.

Mmm.
All right.

I'm willing to postpone the wedding
for want of some proper furniture.

And a house to put it in.

Steady on.

If my father saw this...

Don't say he'd think less of me.

I don't think he could.

What would I do if he ever
took you away from me?

You know I've never
loved anyone else.

Mmm.

You saved my life.

I did not.

You might not be so happy without
me, but I know you'd survive.

Robin.

One bird, one arrow.

Everybody, down!

Hey!
Sorry, sir.

Savage, drop your bow!

Throw your weapons
over the cliff.

He doesn't speak English.

Yeah, but I speak savage.

Throw them over the cliff.
Throw them now!

Or you'll get to see the
color of Crusoe's blood.

Throw your weapons
over the cliff!

Throw them now! Now!

Now jump!

We saw him fall.

Why isn't he dead?

We didn't see him fall.
We only saw him jump.

You nearly killed me!

He's gonna keep on following us.

Not if we do this.

How do we get back to the boat?

I'm sure the ingenious Mr. Crusoe
will devise something for us.

Won't you, Robin?

Shh.

Oi!

A man grows weary.

I spent 23 years in the
service of New Spain,

and look at the bunch
of dogs I end up with.

Oh, don't worry about them.
Not one of them English,

nor any useful conversation
in their own language.

You interest me, savage.

Why?

You speak of this Robinson
Crusoe like he's a brother.

Those pirates came here
with a purpose.

If you can guarantee me
Crusoe's safety,

I will tell you
what they're looking for.

Oh, there's no gold
on this island.

Our army went over it
30 years ago.

If there ever was any,
it's long gone.

Well, they think
he's guiding them to it.

Then that's the only thing
that's keeping him alive.

I think we are about
to get our feet wet.

Oh, no.

Not the best of ideas.

The river is infested.

Your men will have to
build a raft.

Build a raft? These men?
They wouldn't know how.

That one came second in a fight with a
coconut tree, and he's the best of them.

Order your men to obey me.
I will tell them what to do.

This will be good.

So, Mr. Crusoe,
so full of surprises.

Is there anyone else
on this island?

Nobody.

What about your savage?
Anymore like him?

He's not a savage.

Explain him, then.

He's the man that taught
me how to live again.

Ooh. That must have been
some powerful solitude.

How did you two meet?

Can we stop just for a minute?
Only a minute.

It's not worth
skinning a person for.

Let's go.

For what it's worth, if it came
to a vote, I'd let you live.

Just 'cause you
nearly beat me in a fight?

Where I come from,
that counts as courtship.

I told you, I'm a married man.

Well, then, losing fights
should be second nature.

Is it true you were
born in a prison?

I might as well have been.

Mr. Crusoe.

Don't keep him waiting.

How many rivers are there
on this island?

I'm a castaway, not a surveyor.

The last river was flowing
from left to right.

This one's flowing
from right to left.

How do you explain that?

It's the same river
with a very big bend in it.

You want to hear
another explanation?

Suppose our guide
was deceiving us.

Suppose he worked out the
actual location of the treasure

and was keeping it to himself,
while leading the rest of us

around in one big circle.

Don't you think
my explanation's better?

No.
I do.

In that case, can you explain
to me why the sun is over there

when, by this old sailor's
reckoning, it should be over there?

Because your reckoning is wrong.

I've had enough of this,
you know.

I think I'm gonna kill you
right now!

You go ahead and do that, and I'll
die knowing what a fool you are.

Do it!

I'm tired of you.

You've no intention of letting me
live whether I help you or not.

Can't you see where you are?

Look around you.

We're in the eagle's eye.
Right in the middle of it.

And this river, two miles from here,
it falls into a bottomless pool.

The deepest deep.

So shoot me,

and go and find it on your own.

Mr. Crusoe,

would you kindly lead the way?

I will.

If somebody else will
kindly carry the powder.

My father's crew captured the
gold on his way to Spain,

and they cast it in the shape
of a cannon to smuggle it home.

Legend has it that they buried it
when they knew they'd be caught,

and they all took a vow
not to reveal where.

But your
father broke it.

Not while the others were alive.

The Governor even sent a woman
to romance the story out of him.

So you see, I wasn't born in a
prison, I was just made in one.

Judy.

Money, eh?
What won't we do for it?

Money was a problem
for me once upon a time.

Susannah's father owns one
of London's largest cooperages.

A man like that won't let his daughter
go without a substantial dowry.

I don't want his money.

Fair enough. Pass it on
to your poor old father.

I want to be able to look him in the eyes
and tell him that money never came into it.

That's very noble, Robinson.

But you can't feed
a new family on your pride.

If I speak to Jeremiah for you?

I can't imagine Mr. Blackthorn
having a room to rent.

About a loan.

I barely know him.

He's always taken
an interest in you.

When your mother died,
he wanted to adopt you.

You think he'd adopt me now?

Let's keep it strictly
business, shall we?

"From the eagle's eye
to the deepest deep."

According to Friday, the savage,

the pool at the end of this
waterfall has no bottom.

And?

And, what?

And so where be
the golden cannon?

Look behind you.

Hmm?

Get after him!

Love to.

You first.

Oh, calamity.

Are you all right?

Easy. Easy.

All right.

Who's up there?

Spanish prison guards.

What guards?

I brought them across
the piranha river.

And no complaints
about my timing, eh?

Hey, hey, my brother, thank you.

My pleasure.

Let's go.

She's a very
striking-looking woman.

Can't say I noticed.

Any longer, and she would
have been all over you.

It's the Crusoe effect.

You know there's only
one woman in my life.

And now you can go back to her.

Hey!
They are leaving the island.

I know.

Those aren't prison guards.
That's the Spanish Guarda Costa.

They hunt down English
mariners and lock them up.

They're the last people
I can surrender to.

Oh.

If it's a choice of them
or this island,

well, I guess we gotta stay
here a little while longer.

"At last a soft
and solemn breathing sound

"rose like a steam of
rich distilled perfumes,

"and stole upon the air, that even
silence was took ere she was ware,

"and wished she might
deny her nature,

"and be never more
still to be so displaced.

"I was all ear,

"and took in strains that might create
a soul under the ribs of death."

I am sorry, Crusoe.

For what?

Your disappointment.

Well, there'll be other ships.

And other chances.

I should explain
about the man traps.

You don't need to.
No.

You asked me
what sort of an idiot

sets traps for invaders, then goes running
down to the beach without a weapon.

Those traps were not made
for your kind, Crusoe.

They were for mine.

That's not true.
Oh, Crusoe, come on.

You saw the English flag.

You never thought for once you might
have anything to fear from your own.

I should have known better.

You know better now.

Men are just men.

Trust me.

Trust your dog.

But trust no one else.

Everyone is not the same.

Yes, we are, my brother.

My people eat the
flesh of their enemies,

while your people
drink the blood of their god.

You miss your people.
I miss mine.

You wish you could find
your way home, so do I.

But the difference between us
is that I know I never will.

What do you mean?

Crusoe, you dream about
going home, yes?

Yes.
But I can't.

You saved my life.

And now I've pledged it to you.

Where you go, I go.

Well, that was never the idea.

What do I have to say?
I release you?

Release me?

You cannot release me.

I am not your slave.

I'm sorry.

Is that instead of my head?

Technically speaking, you are
still a cannibal, right?

As long as there are goats on the island,
I will never again taste human flesh.

Well, that's good to know.

What if the goats die?

Then...

Do not fall asleep.

Your children, they will
see their father again.

I'm sure you're right.

And on that day, they will
meet their uncle Friday.

Well, until that day, I know
that someone watches over them.

Your god?

Their godfather.

You used to call me uncle.

Did I?

Oh, I'm sorry. I was forgetting
you're not a child anymore.

No, sir, I'm soon to be married.

Yes. Congratulations. And your
father tells me you need a loan.

Yes, sir, although I hadn't planned to
bring us quite so quickly to the point.

Well, life is short, Robin,

and time spent dancing around
a subject is time wasted.

How much do you need?
A thousand?

A thousand would be...

I'll draw up a draft.

Well,
I will repay you.

Can you afford the charge?

That depends on what
the charge is.

I've always wanted to be
a godfather.

Really?

Now, I was a second son without
prospect of a fortune.

Then my brother died
and everything passed to me.

But when I die...

There's time yet
for a son of your own.

Oh, difficult task
for a bachelor.

I heard a story once of a man who
paid a woman to bear him a child.

But it was just a story.

Dundee's back.

Friday!

We found them!

Why are they here?

They think I know
where the gold is.

Do you?

Mr. Crusoe!

They've got a rag on a stick.

Yeah. Is it a white one?

Uh... More or less.

Yeah, it's the flag of truce.
Don't shoot first.

It's seven years bad luck
or something.

In your place, Mr.
Crusoe, I'll be shooting the dog.

Don't imagine I'm not
considering it.

I showed Captain Santana
the tattoo,

now we find we have more
in common than we thought.

Different sides, same game.

You know, different levels
of rewards.

So, Captain Santana and me,

we've merged our interests.

All we need now is for you to
tell us where to find our gold.

What makes you so sure I know?

Don't try to lie to me, Mr. Crusoe.
I have been a liar all me life.

Say I can give you
what you want.

What happens to us, then?

I don't know.

What would you believe?

Make us an offer.

Get off my island.

That's it?

I'll kill the savage and I'll take
you alive, and then believe me,

you will talk.

These boys are the sons
of the Inquisition.

I'd be inclined to believe him.

No deal. Sorry.

So, it's war then.

It's war.

We need to watch all sides.

What?

You know where the gold is?
Maybe.

Crusoe.
What if I do?

Then tell them.
Let them take it and go.

Once they get the gold, we die.

They say that now,

but once they have got it, they
will not stick around and fight.

I wish it were
that simple. Look.

"From the kissing rocks
to the highest peak,

"from the eagle's eye
to the deepest deep."

We're on top of it.

We can't just sit tight.
We're in the way.

They're in the trees!

And on the bridge!

Crusoe!

What's happening?

They're trying to smoke us out.

The drinking water.

See sense, Mr. Crusoe. We'd
rather have you in one piece.

You're of no use to anyone dead.

When this goes, it'll go fast.

I am ready.

That was a bit faster
than I expected.

My powder's wet.

I will get some more.

No! Friday!

He's back!

Definitely not
the best of ideas.

They're out of gunpowder.
Get a keg!

You. See.

No let them walk over bridge.

There.

I cannot reach the powder.

We'll blow them down.

Set it at the base of the tree.

...the lowland sea

And the name of the ship
was the Golden Vanity

And we feared she would be
taken by the Spanish enemy

As she sailed upon the lowland

Lowland, lowland

Sail upon the lowland...

They're planning something.

Yes, they are.

Stand easy. I'm alone.

If she could find a way in
here, the rest of them can.

I wouldn't guarantee that. This
one's a ship of a different class.

Did Lynch
send you?

No, sir, he did not.

I'm here of my own account.

To change your colors?

To the losing side?

You haven't known me long, Mr. Crusoe, but
I think you know me better than that.

What then?

I hate to see a
good man die for nothing.

Give up the gold and
I'll make sure you live.

That's definitely
not what Lynch has in mind.

Nothing clears the mind like a
musket ball passing through it.

Oh, come on, Crusoe.

You won't last the morning.
There are only two of you.

And you can't even
reach your powder.

You're going to fight.

I'm afraid so.

Pity. It's a fair offer.

Hmm. Yes, but you and I, we have
different ideas of what fair is.

But thank you for the
"good man" business.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

When the time comes, I'll kill you
both myself and I'll make it quick.

Very kind.

Oh, trust me,

one of those Spaniards has
some very grim plans for you.

Ah, I can guess which one.

I brained him with coconuts.

Hmm. Respecting his dignity.
Good for you.

Well then, goodbye,
Mr. Crusoe.

Good night.

Judith?
Judy.

I'll see you
in the morning.

... Lowland, lowland

Sailed upon the lowland sea

Then up spoke the cabin boy

And boldly out spoke he...

You seem very happy.

Ah, I'm spending me gold already,
though I hardly know where to start.

May I suggest singing lessons?

For a dirt poor soldier who's
suddenly gained some prospects,

you don't seem very cheerful.

You have given me no proof that Mr.
Crusoe can show us the gold.

And yet here we are, partner.

We are not partners.

What do you mean by that?

You need to understand
something, no gold, no freedom.

You can't drag us
back to jail after this.

I lost two men this afternoon.

You despise your men.

Oh, yes, that might be so,

but every one of them
is a mother's son.

If I send a man to die, I need
something to show for it.

You'll get your prize.

One way or another, yes, I will.

Produce your gold,
Mr. Lynch,

or by this time tomorrow, I'll be
once again your "Spanish enemy."

Where have you been?

An Englishman wouldn't ask.

Really?

I promise you we'll get out of
this, all right? Both of us.

I know.

The Spanish Captain said
the golden cannon is a legend.

You don't say.

If you don't even believe a thing
exists, why risk your life for it?

That's gold for you.

Here they come. Go. Go!

What is that?
Oh, it's a trebuchet.

A what?

A type of catapult.

You should go.

I'll... I'll distract them.
You climb down a rope and go.

Uh-huh. Then what?

I don't know,
I'll work something out.

They will kill you, Crusoe.

Well, maybe not.

Maybe not right away,

but you said it yourself, if there's
gold on this island, they will kill you.

If there's no gold, they will kill you
slowly, in case you're holding back.

Either way, there's no need
for them to come after you.

Ah, forget it, Crusoe.
Come on.

Come with me.

Come with me.

It's all right.

I'm Crusoe.
Robinson Crusoe.

No, no. No, no, no.

You... You are?

Friday.

What?

No, nothing.
Nothing.

Pull!

They're sighting in on us.

Heave high!
Come on!

That looks bad.

Very bad.

Yeah. Okay.

Ready?

How's the powder?

It might be dry by now.

Still damp.

We need
some dry grains.

Well, it will take a
while before... No!

Why?

Because we're about to get
blown out of the tree.

I'll do this, you watch them.

- Ready!
- Ready!

What are you doing?

I need to blow the keg
before it gets here.

Get down!

It exploded too soon.

They'll have us
with the next one.

It is not working,
Mr. Lynch.

Two more inches of fuse, and that,
gentlemen, will finish the job.

Bring it back, boys!

Bring it up, boys!

That's it!

I need something red hot
to set off the powder.

Uh... Not a musket ball?

No, a musket ball is made from lead.
It'll melt.

Beads?

No, no!

Pearls?
No!

Come on, come on.

I need something metal.
Anything metal!

Okay. You watch them. Tell
me when they're ready to go.

Okay.

Heave!
Go, get it on! Get it on!

They're loading the keg.

The keg is loaded.

Come on.

Let's go!
Put on the fuse!

Lighting the fuse!

The fuse is lit!

Oh, no, no, no!

Trying again!

Crusoe, it's coming!

That's handy. It's blown
a hole to bury them in.

Strike me down.

Will you look at that?

We're rich.

Well, I cannot say your
gold impresses me much.

What's there could buy us
a whole fleet of ships

with ebony decks
and silken sails.

Fine. Let me know
when they get here.

Wait.

This should mean there's
a boat going spare.

Well, you better be quick.

Why?

Count the bodies.
Not everyone is here.

Stop! Unless you wish
to join your countrymen.

We're not here to fight you.

He's given up on the gold.

I'm not prepared
to die for a legend.

So, he's taking you to prison?

The Crusoe effect.

Stand back.

I wish you better.

You do, Crusoe?

I could kill you, Crusoe.

I could kill you both.

But knowing what it would
mean for you to leave,

it will entertain me
more to remember

where I left you to rot.

Stay.

Stay.

Crusoe.

Dundee's back.

Hey, come here.
Come here. Come on.

Hey, hey.

What about the gold?

Bury it.

Why?

It's cursed.

Then burying it will not help.

My fortune lies elsewhere
and my purpose is clear.

Here there is an island, and on it
is a man who is sick with desire

to return to his home
and the ones that he loves.

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