Come, spirit.
Help us sing the story of our land.
You are our mother;
We, your field of corn.
We rise...
from out of the soul of you.
Let him go.
You said to hang him, sir.
Now remember, Smith,
you've come to these shores in chains.
You're under a cloud
which will darken considerably if I hear
any more of your mutinous remarks.
Is that understood?
Captain Newport, sir,
I found oysters.
They're as thick as my hands. They're the size of stones, sir,
and there's fish everywhere. They're flapping against your legs.
- We're gonna live like kings. - All these months at sea--
I'm weary of looking further.
This place will serve.
We have deep water to the shore,
we can see up and down the river.
Our enemies will have no advantage of surprise.
Bring the anchors and midsails to shore,
in case some homesick person
decides to slip away with them.
We must be careful not to offend the naturals.
If our crops fail,
we shall be obliged to trade with them.
Once we're established here,
we may go up the river
and seek a route
to the other sea.
The savages often visit us kindly...
timid, like a herd of curious deer.
Tonight we shall sleep aboard our ships,
everyone in full armor. In the morning,
we will chop down every tree
within half a mile of the moorage
and use the straightest limbs
to erect a line of watchtowers and to build our fort.
When we have done that,
we set our wheat and barley,
put up houses and lay in firewood.
Slackers will be whipped at the site of their transgression.
- Sir. - Yes, Emery.
When might we, uh, be going out to...
poke about, sir?
We are not here to pillage and raid.
We are here to establish a colony.
How many lands behind me?
Gold will do you no good.
Not six months from now, when the snow has begun to fly.
How many seas?
What blows and dangers?
Fortune ever my friend.
Five kegs is gone since we landed. Somebody stole 'em.
Rain's gotten to this, and worms here.
- Brand him. - And here.
Cut off his ears.
Captured these two, sir,
talking to the men,
spying.
Hey, you!
He stole me hatchet!
We've lost the favor of the naturals.
Had we not sighted land the day we did,
I would have turned back.
We have eaten the majority of our stores,
our best men are sick with fever,
the rest will soon breed mutiny.
We might as well be shipwrecked!
Now...
the naturals tell me, uh,
of a city up the river
and of a mighty king who lives there.
I propose we send an envoy to this king
to see whether he can be persuaded
to trade with us.
Meanwhile, I shall, uh, return to England
for fresh supplies.
I'll not be back until spring.
Radcliffe here will be in command.
As to who will approach
the savage king, I needn't tell you
it will be a hazardous mission.
Captain Smith is the only professional soldier among us.
Smith, sir? What are-- what are--
what are his qualifications?
Those you lack.
Smith, you have an opportunity
to repair your reputation.
I expect you to welcome it.
Who are you
whom I so faintly hear?
Who urge me ever on?
You have the makings of a leader, Smith.
Can one rely on you?
What voice is this that speaks within me...
guides me towards the best?
We shall make a new start.
A fresh beginning.
Here the blessings of the earth
are bestowed upon all.
None need grow poor.
Here there is good ground for all,
and no cost but one's labor.
We shall build a true commonwealth,
hard work and self-reliance our virtues.
We shall have no landlords
to rack us with high rents
or extort the fruit of our labor.
Captain, we haven't the draft to go any further.
Put in.
None shall eat up carelessly
what his friends got worthily
or steal away that which virtue has stored up.
Men shall not make each other their spoil.
Let's go back, sir, gather a larger party.
We're lost.
There the naturals go!
Let him go!
Tide's run out, Captain.
Bottom's dragging on the mud, sir.
Keep your matchlock lit.
Fire a shot if you see anything.
The sun.
And the moon as well.
It shows you how the sun chases the night
continually around the world.
Ohh-hh.
The sky? No.
From England, a land
to the east.
Leave?
There won't be any leaving till the spring.
The boats won't be back till then.
We have...
articles that might interest you.
Gunpowder.
At the moment I was to die,
she threw herself upon me.
Sky.
Sun.
Water.
Wind. Wind.
Wind.
Eyes.
Lips.
Ear.
All the children of the king were beautiful,
but she, the youngest, was so exceedingly so
that the sun himself, though he saw her often,
was surprised whenever she came out into his presence.
Her father had a dozen wives,
100 children,
but she was his favorite.
She exceeded the rest not only in feature and proportion,
but in wit and spirit too.
All loved her.
Moon.
They are gentle,
loving,
faithful,
lacking in all guile and trickery.
The words denoting lying,
deceit, greed,
envy, slander and forgiveness
have never been heard.
They have no jealousy,
no sense of possession.
Real,
what I thought a dream.
Love.
Shall we deny it when it visits us?
Shall we not take what we are given?
There is only this.
All else is unreal.
Mother...
where do you live?
In the sky?
The clouds?
The sea?
Show me your face.
Give me a sign.
We rise.
Afraid of myself.
A god, he seems to me.
What else is life
but being near you?
Do they suspect?
Oh, to be given to you...
you to me.
I will be faithful to you.
True.
Two no more.
One.
I am.
The king announced that I was free.
He was sending me back
and on the understanding that when spring came
we were to go back to where we came from.
His chiefs had advised him to kill me.
I had gained a knowledge of their arms,
their strong places.
But his daughter assured him I was a good man.
I should tell people that though the naturals lived in peace,
they yet were strong and would not suffer their land
to be taken away.
There was no sea beyond the mountains,
only a land stretching away forever
in great meadows.
A land which had no end.
Captain Smith.
You're back.
The savages will have to stop here, Captain.
- Where have you been? - It's like seeing a ghost.
Yeah, you look like you've come back from the dead.
What's happened here? Where's Captain Radcliffe?
- No word. Gone. - Shut your mouth!
- You shoulda never trusted him. - People say he went over to England.
- We're starving. - Did you bring food?
- I brought food. - Someone got killed. Just fell over.
Four months of stealing and stealing and stealing and stealing.
- Look at him. Bastard. - Get up!
Gambling. They bowl
- while the houses fall down. - Gambling.
- Look at the church. We don't even-- - All the sickness that's been
- coming in from the marsh. - Who's taking care of you?
- No one. - That's all it is,
- just dying and sickness and all that. - Hey, I saw a body
- in the mud. - You're a liar!
- I saw a leg in the bed. - You are a liar!
- Four people died last night... - Why was the leg in the bed?
- ...and they're eating 'em. - Why was the leg in the bed?
Thieves! Jackals! Lash their feet!
You're looking rather well, Smith.
Been enjoying yourself, have you?
Been enjoying yourself mightily,
I expect.
You were sent to relieve our situation,
not to pleasure yourself. We here have suffered.
I'll ignore the stories which bring officials only disrepute.
No speeches, Smith. Things are different now.
We can't allow cheek.
Allow cheek, and we shall have chaos.
I wear the medal now. I am President,
and you have been stripped of your captaincy.
Are you qualified to pass judgment on me?
Well, that really needn't concern us at the moment.
'Tis a pity you were not here
at the time of your trial to defend yourself.
I presume you were too afraid,
too guilty to return.
- My trial? - Yes.
You were indicted upon a chapter in Leviticus
and tried during the period of your desertion.
Our law is speedy here.
Been keeping all the good food for himself, Smith.
Giving us rotten corn.
You, sir, have no other eyes and ears
than those which grow on Smith's head here.
He does nothing but tend his own pot, his spit and oven.
I have shared all. I have kept nothing for myself.
- Nothing! - His name is not even Wingfield.
It's Woodson.
Woodson is the name.
Left England under a cloud of disgrace.
Seize them. Seize them!
Any man impeding
the punishment of these rogues will be dealt with harshly.
Here.
There's no sense in waiting for a trial. This is mutiny.
I dispatch you herewith in the name of the king.
Dead as an herring. Serves him right.
I can ratify what Mr. Argall said.
Were we in England I should be ashamed to let my servant
- keep company with such fellows. - You never had a servant.
You were a servant. I ate a single chicken,
and that when I were ill. Small here has eaten six,
a number of which he could not be troubled to cook.
I say it's Captain Smith should lead us.
Aye.
Tell her.
Tell her what?
It was a dream.
Withdraw! March!
Now I am awake.
- March! - St. George! St. George!
St. George, St. George.
Don't push and shove now. Watch it!
St. George, St-- St. George.
St. George.
I let her love me.
I made her love me.
And what was your disagreement about?
He said today is the 15th of October.
I said the 17th.
I must.
You were fighting
about the day of the year?
Damnation is like this.
Didn't I tell you to dig a new well farther from the shore?
Why hasn't this been done?
Every man will stop what he's doing right now
and start digging the well! Those of you
that can't carry the dirt in buckets
shall carry it with your own hands!
He that will not work shall not eat!
The labors of honest and industrious men
shall not be consumed to maintain the idleness of a few!
The country is to them a misery,
a death,
a hell.
Mind yourself, mate.
While they starve, they dig for gold.
There is no talk,
no hope, no work but this.
If there's so much gold, why don't the naturals have any?
You're chasing a dream.
You see what men they've sent us.
A headless multitude.
They will not sow corn for their own bellies.
They will rather eat their fish raw than go a stone's throw
and fetch some wood to dress it.
Bad water.
Sturgeon gone.
- Mutterings. - ...the waste cities, they shall
live in them. They shall plant vineyards and drink the wine.
In that day...
- Love good and hate evil! - I will raise up the tent of David...
and close up the breaches of his tent.
Take away from me the noise of your music
and your songs, so I will not hear
- the melody of thy harp. - The Lord has given the command,
and He will smash them-- large house into pieces
and the small house into bits!
Somebody should shoot Small there.
He hasn't got a ghost of a chance, and he'll contaminate us all.
He used Wortham's spoon-- now Wortham's gone,
my friend.
Have we got to wait till all is dead?
Sir, Ackley's dead.
Somebody ate his hands.
Went out in the height of style, anyhow.
Such tranquility,
you'd think he could speak.
I shall miss him.
I think we all shall.
We're 38 now.
To go back up that river.
To love her in the wild.
What holds you here?
What are your intentions towards her?
Towards them?
There's nothing in the river. The river's empty.
We wanna go back to England. Please, can we?
Please can we go back to England, please?
- Where's Captain Newport? - Gone for sure. There's nothing to eat.
Captain Newport will be back shortly.
- Does he have food? - He'd better.
- When will we go back to England? - We're starving.
When will we go-- they're eating all the dead.
Do you believe in ghosts, Captain?
People don't care about the Indians no more.
Don't put yourself in danger.
You don't have to do anything else...
for us.
Why have you not come to me?
I know, my love.
Don't trust me.
You don't know who I am.
Remember.
Thank you. God be with you.
- God bless. May Almighty God bless you. - May God be with you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Thank you kindly.
Who are you
whom I love?
There's something I know when I'm with you
that I forget when I'm away.
Tell me, my love,
did you wish for me to come back and live with you again?
Free.
My true light.
Can love lie?
My America.
Where are you, my love?
That fort is not the world.
The river leads back there.
It leads onward too.
Deeper.
Into the wild.
Start over.
Exchange this false life for a true one.
Give up the name of Smith.
Come away.
You must tell me why.
They can't hear. I've sent them away.
He sees you mean to stay.
They're coming.
Make peace with him.
He won't accept peace.
Why would he?
- Come away. - And where would we live?
In the woods?
On a treetop?
A hole in the ground?
You have to come with me...
into the fort. Your people will know you came here.
They'll find out soon enough.