All language subtitles for The.Stolen.2017.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG.eng

Last night I dreamt
I could shoot like you.

That's why we're here.

It's a good skill to have.

It's just so heavy.

Sorry.

They're making them lighter now.

I'll get one for you.

Now...

Squeeze the trigger.

Just squeeze it, Charlotte. I am.

You're going to have to squeeze it harder.
But I'm squeezing it.

Ooh! Whoo!

I pulled the trigger at least.

You're aiming for the tins.

You really need to be prepared
for life out here, darling.

I am prepared.
I pulled the trigger.

Oh, Betty.

I hate guns.

A nice sweet tea, ma'am?

Yes, thank you.

Thank you. Betty!

When a lady perspires,
she uses her handkerchief.

Thank you, ma'am.

So, he says, "Why wasn't Jesus
born in New Zealand?"

And the other chap says,

"Because they couldn't find
three wise men and a virgin."

Oh!

So, Charlotte,
how are you settling in?

She's doing superbly.

I know it'll take time.

It's a beautiful island,
but it's just...

Different.

- Oxfordshire, yes?
- But born in London.

Oh, dear, that place
would spoil anyone.

My wife knows how much
this farm means to me.

It's been a long time coming.

And a dream come true.

Well, my husband
can talk me into anything.

You'll get used to it soon enough.
Aye, move on, we did.

When I saw my first weta bug,
I thought it was a cat.

- What's a weta bug?
- -Not to mention the natives.

Who are not as frightening
as they look.

No, but if they look like the type that could
eat you, then more than likely, they are.

Oh, George, please.

Well, Charlotte needn't worry.
I mean, look at her.

Not nearly enough meat
on her bones.

- And how far along are you?
- Uh...

Hyah!

Will the grounds be finished
before the baby's born?

That's the plan.

So, it will just be
the three of us.

No more farmhands.

Hello, you beautiful baby.

Could you please just stay in
there for a wee while longer?

All nice and warm.

Until we get the roof on?

And then the house is all yours.

How about that?

Oh. Oh!

Ohh!

Whoo! David!

Oh! Oh, David! Honey?

Coming!

- Charlotte!
- Oh! Oh.

Drop your gun!

Back over there! David, don't!

Darling, just stay calm.

Arthur...

Please, move over there.

P-Please, don't hurt my son.

Back over there.

Arthur, darling.

Now, the safe.

We don't have a safe.

- All right, just please...

please.

Why are you doing this?
David.

After I helped you.

Everything in it.

I gave you work
when you needed it.

Everything!

That is everything.

A roof over your head.
Food from our stove!

Shut your mouth now.

Back to bed!
Back!

If either of you
leave this room,

your boy is for the worms.

Am I understood?

Oh!

Ch-Charlotte.

Go.

And you say he worked for you?

Why do you keep asking the same questions?
This is madness.

My husband would take in strays.

He always said he was
willing to help anyone

who would work an
honest day, so yes.

He knew him.
They all knew him.

Will you find my son?

Well, it's a, uh... It's a lot
of land to cover, Mrs. Lockton.

We'll do our best.

If my husband knew him, then
you must have known him too.

I've seen how you've befriended each and
every one of them that came through.

Ma'am, I didn't.
I swear.

They were your friends.

I was only being welcoming like
Mr. Lockton would have wanted.

- Tell me who it was.
- Ma'am...

Look at me!

Tell me who it was!

I don't know who it was.

- I didn't seem 'im up close.
- No.

Then pack your bags! Now!

Ma'am, please!

Ma'am, it's been three months.

And we're sorry,
Mrs. Lockton.

We've looked high and low.

We've combed
the entire district.

My advice...

is it's...

It's time to move on.

- Mrs. Lockton?
- Yes.

From the post office.

Ohh!

Rider, wait!

Wait! Ma'am?

"Your son is alive and well.
Your son is alive."

"If you want to see him again,

place 500 pounds in the Bank
of New Zealand by Friday next

to the account set up
in your husband's name.

Attempt to trace the money
or go to the police

and you will never see
your son again."

W-When was this delivered to you?
Three days ago.

From where?

Pass me the envelope, ma'am.

This was launched in Corktown. South
of here. About half a days away.

How would I get there?

There's a train
from Little Hills.

But Corktown, Mrs. Lockton.
Will you be traveling alone?

Yes.

As soon as I can.

Excuse me.

Where's the post office? It's just there.

Can I help you, miss?

This was posted from here,
I believe.

I believe
it would have been, yes.

Did it originate here?

Not so sure about that, miss.

So it might have been shipped
from somewhere else?

May well have done
exactly that, yes.

Where?

No idea.

This town is
the end of the line.

The other side of those hills,

people are scattered every
which way for days on end.

Sorry I couldn't be
of more help.

Where might I find
the Bank of New Zealand?

Well, you're looking at it.

I'm the closest thing you'll
find this far from Nelson.

You hold an account
in the name of Lockton.

Lockton.

Lockton.

Looks like I can
finally help you today.

Goldtown Hotel?

All those accounts
are held there?

Goldtown Hotel.
Aye.

Diggers' money.

It's held at hotel
before it gets sent to bank.

Can I get there from here?

If you're willing to travel
for a week.

Maybe more.

Only way through is
that mountain, see?

Plenty of lunatics heading over
that way, chasing their fortune.

Plenty heading back too.

They're starving to death,
they are.

But I can get over there,
from here?

Ask the Fräulein.

She'll know when there's
a party heading out.

Across the street there.

No journey for a lady, miss.

If you don't mind my saying so.

Give the women the vote.

Votes for women.

Take a flyer.

Votes for women.

Looks like we just picked
the wrong time to leave.

Don't mind me, missy.

I'll see you later.

I'll even pay you extra if you
keep that pretty little hat on.

No, I'm not going down
any lower.

No, no, don't be cheeky.

Yeah.

Oi! Copping a feel
without paying?

Get off me.

No.

I'm looking for the Fräulein.

Are you working? No.

Are you the Fräulein?

No. Right.

Come on then.

No! You'll
have to wait.

Come along.

Come here, darling.
I don't bite.

Hey!

Whoo!

I was told there might be some
gentlemen heading to Goldtown.

Gentlemen?

There are none of those here.

You're a digger?
No.

Then only one other thing
you can be.

And if you are,
you and me need a deal.

No woman in Goldtown makes
money without dealing with me.

I'm not a digger,
nor anything else.

I just want to get to
Goldtown for my own reasons.

Ten pounds. To get to Goldtown?

Ten pounds!

Bully!

Tell Bully where you go.

Excuse me?

The Fräulein says
you're heading to Goldtown.

Aye.
In the morning.

Taking supplies.

Girls too.

- Well, I'd like to come along.
- Would you?

I've paid her to get there.

No, you haven't.

You paid Fräulein...

to get to me.

So to get to Goldtown?

Can you do that?

Hmm? No.

Or even that?

Everything will be fine!
Everything will be fine!

No.

No. I can't.

But...

I can do this.

Fifty.

You know, you shouldn't be flashing
your jewelry around like that.

Not in a place like this.

And, uh,
you've just been fleeced.

Not if you take me to Goldtown.

Yee-haw!

You still coming?

That's what we discussed.

See any whores on your way out?

When you're ready,
get in that one.

Thank you.

Easier without this, miss.

Thank you, ladies.
I'll have a look.

Good luck!

One day, we're gonna vote.

Women are gonna vote and two fingers
to anyone who tries to stop us.

You'll still be a two-bit whore.
Aye.

A two-bit whore with a vote,
though, eh?

Jesus.
Two weeks in that shitbox?

You really know how to make
a girl feel special.

Silk.

Silk.

So you're a dancer?

She look like a bloody dancer?

Never turned a trick
neither, I bet.

What's your name?

Charlotte.

That's a pretty name.

I'm Heather.

That's Flamenco.
Well, we call her Flamenco.

What's your real name again?

Maria Theresa
Angelica Evita Pasimos.

Flamenco.

What are you doing here?

There's plenty of people who need Goldtown's
money more than the likes of you.

What would you know
about the likes of me?

You're a snotty bitch,
that much I do know.

That's Honey.

What do you think you're doing?
Those are mine.

I asked you what do you think you're doing?
Those are my shoes.

Looks to me like
you've got plenty.

You have no right to steal.

So take them back.
Go ahead.

Vamos.

Take them off me.

There.

It's a matching set.

If you're feeling generous,
I'll take the petticoat.

That...

Give me back... Where's my...

You stole my money!

Ladies.
Ladies.

First night.

She stole my money.
I take her shoes.

- My shoes and my money.
- Is it in there?

No, but she's wearing my shoes,
so she must have taken my money.

Someone else
must have taken it then.

Aye, so, uh,

now you're accusing
the rest of us, eh?

No, but all the money
I had in that bag is gone.

Oh, would that be the stash that you
were flashing around last night?

Like it was everyone else's
but your own?

You stayed the night
at Madame Fräulein's.

The moment you closed your eyes,

you waved good-bye
to everything you own.

Just be thankful we're going
to Goldtown, princess.

You wouldn't believe what some will
pay to see you flash your titties.

We should bury him.

Waste of time. Birds gotta
eat, same as worms.

We're moving on.

Shoot it.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Let's make this easy,
eh, fellas?

All we want is the food.

And the whiskey.

Maybe these lasses for the ride.
And we'll be on our way.

- It's not gonna happen, pal. -Then you've
just come to the end of the line, pal!

It's all right.

You might want to look away.

You've got the wrong leg!

Oh! Ah!

And then what at the end?

It's finished!

We'll practice, okay?

Come on, princess.

Let your hair down
for once in your life.

You're alive.

You mind?

I would like that.

There must be
something special...

in Goldtown.

For a lady like you
to do something like this.

My son. He was stolen by
the man who killed my husband.

And you think he's in Goldtown?

You know who he is? The man? No.

If you start knocking on doors,
you see, word will spread fast.

So you need to move faster.

Do you live there in Goldtown?

We work for the boss,
but we're not diggers.

So, say you find this boy.

I will find my son.

Then what?

I was gonna pay him.
The man.

You think it would be that simple
after he killed your husband?

Well, it'll be 10 times
less simple without money.

I don't know.

I will steal him back.

You got a gun?

Do you even know
how to shoot it?

Ah.
In the name of the wee man.

Well, we're still a week away.

We'll have to do
something about that.

Thank you.

Don't thank me.

Not till the boy's
back in your arms.

And for what it's worth,

what you just told me there...

you shouldn't have told me
any of that.

Not a single word.

In case you don't know who I am.

Yes, I do.
You saved my life.

Even someone who saves
your life, princess.

You don't tell them stuff
like that, okay?

I'd make some friends.

Christ, eh? You're gonna
need them where we're going.

We're a man down. We gotta
know you can defend yourselves.

Again.

You can act fast. He's not gonna
stand there waiting for you to aim,

so shoot your bloody guns.

Ah!

Well, at least
one of you will live.

Again.

You're thinking too much.
Come on. Again.

I'm gonna count to ten.

One, two, three...

When you gotta shoot, shoot.
Don't think.

Reload. Again.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Come on.

Come on!

Come on! Come on.

Step off!

Hunter.

Come on.
Let's get a move on.

It's not the river.
It's the wagon.

Matai, Klaus, unhitch the wagon.

Right.
Everyone out.

Why?
Because we're stopping here.

Move your asses.
Come on.

Don't tell me there ain't an easier
way to get to Goldtown than this.

It's the axle, boss.

We'll figure it out.

It's busted.

Hunter, we'll figure it out.

What's that on her neck?

It's a tattoo.

A tattoo of what?

Prison.

She spent six years as a maid.

But being told what to do
her whole life

sent her spitting
in the master's food.

And a lot else besides.

Locked up for three years.

Was Flamenco in prison too? Nah.

Shipwreck or some such.

She survived,
but her family didn't.

Pretty girl like that though.

She can make her way. If she
can stomach what it takes.

And you?

All right, pull!

Got it?
Yeah.

Just get it in there.

Hold on, one second.

Yeah!

Come on! Faster!

Put your back in it, man!

That's it!

Bully!

Hey! Hey!

The axle.
It's pinning him down.

He was stuck on the axle.
Lift it! Lift that pole!

Lift it up!
Get it off him!

Come on!
Get him off the axle!

One, two, three!
Go! Pull!

Please, God.

No! Get him up!

Come on!

Come on!
Get this stuff off!

Hurry up, hurry up!

Help him, please!
Somebody!

Lift! Lift him!

Ain't you ever lifted, boy?

Come on!
Get it off! Come on!

Clear that stuff!
Come on! Come on!

Come on, man!

Two, three, go!

Come on!

Come on, man!

We get the wagon loaded with whatever
we can manage, and we move on.

We're never gonna make it.

So what are you suggesting
we do instead, sweetheart?

Turn back.
Get home alive, at least.

You saying I can't get us there?

Are you saying you can?

Fine.

Turn back.

I'll bury you on the way back.

I need to get to Goldtown.

There's no point
in arriving dead.

I'll show you dead, bitch!

You want to see dead?
I'll give you dead!

Hunter! Hunter!

Leave her be.

All right.

We make the wagon good.

We move on, and we camp by dark.

See, here's the thing.

You don't look like a whore.

Mmm.

You don't smell like a whore.

I wonder what you do
do like a whore.

Hola, guapo.

Thought I your señorita.

Vamos, mi amor.

Thank you.

Honey told me
you lost your family.

I lost mine too.

No talk of family.

They're here, boys!

The girls are here!

Hello, lads!

Whoo!

What you got there?
I'll take it all.

Hello!

My cases are in there, love.

How are we?

Nice to see you all.
Have you had a bath?

Oh, then you might
need another one!

Bertie!
They're here!

The lasses are here!

Well, ladies, ladies, ladies.

Welcome, welcome.

Well, well, well.

What a divine selection.

I'm Bertie Russell.
At your attendance.

I trust your journey
treated you well?

No. It was shit.

Oh, well, uh...

Let's hope that your stay with us
proves to be just the opposite.

Delightful, in fact.

And fruitful to us all.

Uh, Mr. McCullen has a
meeting at West Port,

so it's my honorable duty
to escort you to...

well, your boudoirs.

Ah, an English rose.
I like it.

You're gonna go down a treat.

All right, gentlemen.

Give the ladies time
to freshen up,

and after that, you can throw all
your money and yourselves at them.

Soon all this will be out of here, and
we'll have more rooms for more girlies.

This is just the beginning.

Look at that stage, ladies.

Drapes will make it nice.

Aye.

A touch of class.

Now where's the English rose?
Ah, there you are.

♪ She was just the sort
Of creature, boys ♪

♪ That nature did intend ♪

♪ To walk around the world Me
boys Without the Grecian Bend ♪

♪ And did she wear a chignon ♪

♪ I'll have you all to know ♪

♪ That I met her in the garden
Where the pretties grow ♪

Right.

I'll be doing the negotiating
on your behalf.

Make sure you're well kept,
safe and well fed.

And all for a mere
35 percent of your takings.

Wait.
Are you the boss?

No.
Mr. McCullen is the boss.

Aye. Then it's Mr.
McCullen we work for.

As do I.

It's his 35 percent, not mine.

Twenty percent or I glue
my bloomers to my ass.

Well, perhaps we could come to some
kind of quid pro quo arrangement.

Just show us the rooms,
you dirty little bastard.

It's good to have a friend
sometimes, you know.

Aye, it depends on the friend. Right.

Onwards and upwards.

This is just like the big house.

How many bloody stairs?

Here's where you'll be
providing your fleshy pleasures.

And over here,

yet another little love grotto from
which to sing your siren songs.

And over here,

we have the grand suite.

And the last but not the least,

the not so grand suite.

Very funny.

Hey, what happened to the dresses?
We were promised good dresses.

If Mr. McCullen gave his word,
he'll keep his word.

Right. I'm gonna leave you lovely ladies
to make yourselves even lovelier.

You won't be shy
of work tonight.

That's for certain.

Oh, shit.

Won't be making anything
looking like this.

They never leave you, do they?

She was three.

Gentlemen!
Both the drink and the ladies

await your unbridled
appreciation.

Well, it appears there are some
things more desirable than gold.

Hello.

So pleased to meet you all.

Ooh, buy us some drinks.

Buy me a drink?

Another one.

I'm so excited!

Thank you.
Oh, thank you.

So who's going to help me?

Oh, sorry.

Sorry.

S-Sorry.

Hello. Are you for sale?

- No.
- But why?

Stop it!
Give you good money.

Stay with me.

- Are you leaving?
- Job is done, miss.

I wanted to say thank you.

You be safe, now.

Are you leaving too?

This is not my home.

I never asked your name.

Matai.

How often do you come
to Goldtown, Matai?

When somebody needs
to get over the mountain.

And say somebody did.

Already you don't like it?

It's not my home either.

I was never planning on staying.

I'll need help leaving.

I can return.

I don't know how long I'll need.

Are you in trouble,
Miss Charlotte?

I can be back in three days.

Three days. Yes.
Thank you, three days.

Hello.

Oh.

- Give reason I no pull trigger.

I'm sorry. I heard crying,
and I thought the baby was sick.

No sick. No. I'm sorry.

- Are there any other families
here?

You go now.
You no come again.

Who took that portrait?
Who took that picture?

- I say go!
- I have the same picture.

I'm going!
I'm going!

Gone.

Oh, there you are.

I thought you might be upstairs,
earning yourself some money.

A lot of the fellas want a
taste of your wares, darlin'.

Listen, walk with me.

Gentlemen.

If you want a bed,
a nice roof over your head,

lovely fires to keep you warm,

then you do what the other girlies
are doing that you rode in with.

Either up there on the stage
or flat on your back.

Because it's either that,

or you're out the door,
and you don't come back.

That's how it works.

Show's in an hour.

Oh, did you see their faces?

They look loaded.

Very nice.

Is there a dress I can wear?

Whoo!

Whoo!

Go on, girls.

Oh, keep it comin'.

Yes!
Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

- Marry me!
- Which one of us?

Any of you! All of you!

Oh, Mr. McCullen. We weren't
expecting you back tonight.

How was your day? Good, Bertie.
Thank you.

So, uh, all this is yours,
the hotel? You got a wife?

Mr. McCullen prefers his toffees
with the wrappers untouched.

But a horse is a damn sight easier
to ride if it's been broken in.

Hey.
Boss.

What about Bully?

He didn't make it.

The gorge.

We lost some supplies too.

We lost too many lives
in that pass.

We'll say prayers
for him Sunday.

I'll send the Jameson brothers
for the supplies in the morning.

Bertie?

I think these ladies need a drink. Right.

So.

What do you cost me? No!

- You don't like my money?
- That's not what I said.

- You don't like me?
- Actually, I do quite like you.

- My money's good, Bertie!
- I know that, Freckles.

But you heard the lady.

What the hell
kind of a place is this?

I've got good money to spend
here for Christ's sakes!

That's the last help
you'll get from me.

From now on, you'll fight
them off yourself.

Here. On the house.

Help you to relax.

Maybe loosen you up a little.

I don't think so.

Dangerous out there, princess.

Mr. McCullen doesn't like his ladies getting
into trouble, losing their looks now.

Oh.

Wouldn't mind us getting a bit
of fresh air, now, would he?

Got a window in my room. All the
fresh air you need, Charlotte.

Charlotte.

That's the kind of name
you just wanna...

wrap your mouth around,
now, isn't it?

First honest days' work you've ever
done in your life, eh, princess?

So what's he up to,
this McCullen?

That's "Mr. McCullen"
to you.

And what he's up to is making a life for
himself after all he's been through.

Losing his wife and his
child, and all that he had.

Some folk would simply
fall to pieces.

Others stand up.
They look to their future.

That's what your man's done.

He's got some big plans
for Goldtown.

Some grand old plans.

Right.
It's time for work.

Michael?

Get those fucking chairs down.

Right, gentlemen.
The house is open.

One pound for the English
rose over there,

just sitting there doing
nothing the whole time.

One pound for a dance.

Yes, well, fair's fair.
After all, business is business.

Two pounds. Two pounds.
Any advance on two pounds?

Come on, Bertie.
Three pounds.

Three pounds!

Four pounds, Bertie.

I believe we have a winner.

Oh, come on then, love.

I'm the luckiest bastard
in the room!

Hey, make it a fast one, boys!

Don't do that!

I'm flushed today, love.
I can pay extra!

That's enough.

It's just a misunderstanding.

Bertie, give the man a refund.

Will you play a slow one?

You from England?

Oxfordshire.

Are you from the North?

The North?

Yes, I am.

And proud.

Do you have family there?

I'm an only child.

So what brought you here?

To Goldtown?

No, to the island.

My husband.
He was killed.

We try to make a life for
ourselves, but it's hard.

Happiness finds a way, though.

I pray for it every night,
Mr. McCullen.

Joshua.

Please.

Can I show you something?

Marry me.
I've got good diggings.

Just ask Bertie.

I'll give you six sons. You
won't find more decent than me.

Have you got a ring?

Come back
when you've got a ring.

That's Goldtown.

It's beautiful.

It's what I want home
to look like in a year.

Very ambitious.
Maybe.

But these men have left their
families behind. They've...

endured great hardship to be
masters of their own destiny.

The least I can do is provide
them with what they need.

They can make a life.

Better than anywhere else.

Yeah, I suppose that does make
me ambitious, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Endured great hardship.

I don't think I ever understood
the meaning of those words.

What did you expect?

I don't know.

I expected everything
to be perfect.

♪ When we went up to bed ♪

♪ Hey, ding doorum ♪

♪ When we went up to bed
Me being daft ♪

♪ When we went to bed
He lay like he was dead ♪

♪ Maids, when you're young
Never wed an old man ♪

♪ For he's got no faloorum
Fadidle eye-oorum ♪

♪ He's got no faloorum
Fadidle all day ♪

♪ He's got no faloorum
He's lost his ding doorum ♪

♪ Maids, when you're young
Never wed an old man ♪

♪ For he's got no faloorum
Fadidle eye-oorum ♪

♪ He's got no faloorum
Fadidle all day ♪

♪ He's got no faloorum
He's lost his ding doorum ♪

♪ Maids, when you're young
Never wed an old man ♪

English Rose has got Freckles!

Go, Freckles!

You fellas are gonna be
so jealous of me.

So jealous.

Hey! You fellas gonna
be so jealous.

Here.

Hmm.

There you go.

Here.
Drink.

Good boy.

Yeah, well...
Lie with me.

Shh.

Don't pretend you know
what you're doing.

You're the best of any damn
whore I ever laid eyes on.

Yeah.

Thank you.

There we go. Shh.

Guys are gonna be so jealous.

I know you said I'm not welcome.

- I know you said to not come back.
- I say no come back!

I have the same photograph.
This is my son!

He's here in Goldtown. It's the
same photograph. The same as yours.

This is my baby. See, here.
You have the same photograph.

Oh.
She says the tree people.

Yes, tree people.

Three people.
A woman beyond tree people.

Where's the tree people?

The woman with baby.

Baby.

I saw him.

Bush. Tree people.

Yes. Yes.

Baby, through bush.

Through the bush.

Um, I'm looking
for a woman with a baby.

Um, do you speak English?
English?

Oh!

Um, excuse me.
Do you speak English?

- English? -Ah, morning!
Morning! You buy.

Ah, yes, yes.

Ah. You buy. No, no.

Um, I'm looking for a woman
with this baby.

Oh.

A woman with...

No.
You... You buy.

No! I need to find
a woman with a baby.

I need to find the woman
with this...

You buy.

Okay.

English?

Go up.
Woman and baby.

They go.

Thank you!
Thank you!

Oh, child. Arthur.

Hey! Hey!

No! Arrêté!

He's mine!

The mother is dead!

He's my son.

That'll do now, princess.

You give that little one
back now.

You want to do this
the hard way?

Why did you take my baby?

Why did you take my baby?

You done good, Chiney.

Come here.

Joshua.

Joshua. Um...

Um.

Hunter has my son.

There's a lady.

Or...
Joshua.

Needs more milk.

You have absolutely no idea
who I am, do you?

Mrs. Lockton.

I had a dream
just like your husband.

I came to this country with a
promise from my government

that the land was as ripe
as the opportunity.

Everything I had, I lost.

Just a lucky few,

likes of your husband,
prospered.

Thinking he was doing
the likes of me a favor.

So...

I made my own opportunity.

Now that requires
investments, still does.

So I'll be needing your
generosity a while yet.

You killed my husband.

He'd have done the same.

He almost did.

You took my son.

He's such a sweet boy,
Charlotte.

Knows his own mind already.

You'll see.

I said...

Needs more milk.

You can have Oxfordshire.

And all the land and the house.

I know I can.

Thank you.

You and your son
could be safe here.

I just want my son.

And that's what I'm saying.

You understand.

That is what I'm saying.

Just obey the rules.

You can go now.

Charlotte? Shh!

What in God's name
are you doing?

Why would you do this?

Why?
I don't understand.

Don't you love him?
Of course I do.

I would die for my son.

And so you might.

Why won't you let me see my son?

Oh.

This isn't good
for business, darling.

Not good at all.

He's a bad man.

There's a lot of people who owe
their lives to Mr. McCullen.

Why won't any of you
let me see my son?

I know nothing about the lad.
But...

why don't you just
be a good girlie?

Mind your mouth,
and get back to your work.

I need your help.
McCullen has my son.

He killed my husband,
and he has my son.

Joshua?
Loco!

I'm not loco, Maria Theresa.

He has my son.

Well, I ain't seen
no kid around here.

He's here in this hotel.

He's in the room in the corner,

but McCullen's watching me all
the time so I can't move!

Unless...

he knows.

Please, can you help me?

Can you help, please?
Can you help me?

Can you help me get the key?

The key to what? The key to the rooms.

You're in there all the time
with the diggers.

You can help me get to him.

- And then what would you do?
- I take my son, and I go.

Yeah, but we stay here.

- If what you say is right...
I am right.

Then they'll know soon enough
that you needed help.

And it won't be long before
they work out who helped you.

We live here now, remember?

We found ourselves
new stories here.

Please?
Please, please.

Fred!

Let's to bed, Fred!

I like your hair down.

When I lost my family, I...

I cursed the heavens.

When I took your son,
I cursed myself.

But then I saw you.

You'd come for him.

To me.

You're too beautiful for makeup.

We all want another's
heartbeat against our own.

Uh, gentlemen, gentlemen.
We have a very special treat.

Flamenco and I have prepared
something very special for you.

I always knew you were
gonna be trouble.

Jesus Christ.

Put these on.

You just don't listen, do you?

Aah!

You...

You gonna die!

Die, bitch.

I'm gonna kill you!

Gonna kill you!

Oh, you're dead, bitch!

You can't outrun me!

Shut up or you're next!

Where are you, girl?

What are you looking at?

I'm gonna find you.

Think I can't find you?

You can outrun me?

Huh?

Where are you gonna run to, huh?

All the way back to England?

I can smell you!

You think about what's gonna happen
to that little one when you die?

That's the last thought that's gonna
go through your head, sweetheart.

Do you have family?

Once.

Killed.

I was fishing.

They came from the North, and
they killed the whole village.

The English?

No.

Maori.

Maori with muskets.

Where will you go?

Home?

I don't know.

It's not really your world,
is it, Charlotte?

What was it you said?

Oh, yeah.
That's right.

You expect everything
to be perfect.

Well, that's the thing,
isn't it?

It's not.

You need protecting
in this world.

David knew that.

So do I.

Come on.

Put my son down.

Aw, come on, Charlotte.

Put... him... down.

Come on, look.
He's happy in my arms.

Can't you see?
Look.

When you came to me... you don't...
you don't think that was destiny?

Put him down.

All right.
Tell you what.

I'm gonna count to three.

Right?

Put it down.
Life goes on.

Please.

Drop the gun.

No.

One.

I mean it.

Oh, Charlotte.

Thank you.

♪ Can't see you in the dark ♪

♪ Tryin' to find your light ♪

♪ Can move through the dust ♪

♪ Getting lost in the night ♪

♪ Storm may come
And the rain fall ♪

♪ Fire and pain go hand in hand
What more? ♪

♪ The sun will rise
And I may fall ♪

♪ The earth will shake
But I will not be moved ♪

♪ Don't you worry ♪

♪ I'm running, I'm searching ♪

♪ I'm trying to find you
Hold you ♪

♪ I need you ♪

♪ Won't give up Till I
can't breathe No longer ♪

♪ I believe
I can't stop, won't stop ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm gonna find you ♪

♪ I'll find you ♪

♪ I'm gonna find you ♪

♪ No, I can't give up ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm gonna find you ♪

♪ I can't feel you anymore ♪

♪ Can't hear
Through all the noise ♪

♪ I'm waiting for your call ♪

♪ I'm searching for your voice ♪

♪ The storm may come
And the rain will fall ♪

♪ Fire and pain go hand in hand
What more? ♪

♪ The sun will rise
And I may fall ♪

♪ The earth will shake ♪

♪ But I will not be moved ♪

♪ Don't you worry ♪

♪ I'm running, I'm searching ♪

♪ I'm trying to find you
To hold you ♪

♪ I need you ♪

♪ Won't give up Till I
can't breathe No longer ♪

♪ I believe
And I can't stop, won't stop ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm gonna find you ♪

♪ I'll find you ♪

♪ I'm gonna find you ♪

♪ No, I can't give up ♪

♪ I'm gonna find you ♪

♪ Come closer
Come nearer ♪

♪ And I'm stronger ♪

♪ I'm better ♪

♪ I'm comin' ♪

♪ I'm running ♪

♪ I'm tryin' ♪

♪ I'm here now ♪