Go! On the double, gentlemen!
God save the king!
- Port your pikes! - God save the king!
Charge!
And on the Swiss step, gentlemen...
- march! - St. George,
St. George, St. George!
- Prepare to stand! - St. George, St. George!
- Stand! - St. George, St. George!
Musketeers advance!
Fire!
Hold the ground! Hold together, men!
- You're like a herd of deer! - What are you waiting for?
How can you own land?!
This earth was made for such that shall improve it
and knows how to live!
They have no sound, sir, but I couldn't--
Fire on him!
What are you waiting for? Fire on him!
You heathen bastards!
Please don't. Please. Please.
Seeds of sulfur!
Sons of fire! Devils in the mouth of hell!
Please don't. Please don't. Please don't.
Retreat! Fall back!
Lord,
turn not away Thy face.
You desire not the death of a sinner.
I have gone away from You.
I have not harkened to Your voice.
Let us not be brought to nothing.
- Gather reinforcements! - They're climbing up the wall!
Tell him.
The princess is up the river at Pastancy.
They sent her to her Uncle Patowomeck,
lord of the naked devils of that region
and, by the by, an acquaintance of mine.
So I get talking to His Nibs, and he proposes to sell her.
He says with her at the fort,
the emperor will not dare attack us. He dotes on her.
You're certain she's the one you saw?
With these eyes. I spoke to the king directly.
And what does this rogue propose to sell her for?
Well, I was getting to that. His most favorite thing is combs.
But in this case, he seems to have his heart set on a kettle.
You know, a copper kettle, like my mother had for making stew.
What use he means to make of the instrument I cannot say.
Well?
We don't take hostages.
King James would not approve.
- You'd rather see us annihilated? - She's done enough for us.
She risked a beating in of her own brains to save mine.
Had she not fed us, you would have starved.
She's been the instrument to preserve this colony from disaster.
- Flesh fly! - She and her--
We shall not return her kindness by making her a captive!
Come, Argall, threaten me!
Then I'd know I was gonna live for 1,000 years.
She and her lot are on the verge of killing us all.
I expect there will be scarce a handful alive
when the boats return, if they ever do.
You told us yourself that her father regards her as no one else.
Or do you have private reasons
for that attitude of yours?
Return to your post.
The penalty for disobeying an order of the president is hanging.
You're breaking the laws.
This is mutiny.
Me breaking the laws.
I have information Smith here
is planning to marry the wench
and make himself King of Virginia.
You're no longer in command, Smitty.
I shall wear the medal now.
You've been derelict in your duties to the king.
You've betrayed these citizens of Jamestown.
I therefore pronounce you unworthy
of being a member of this colony.
You are no longer in command, Smitty!
Oh oh oh,
high and mighty, lord and ruler.
No! No!
We must have order, huh?
We can't have everyone running around
giving themselves airs and graces,
'cause then-- then we would have chaos! Huh?
- Scream. - Come near.
- Getting the strokes. - Come near me.
You say-- you say, "Friend, friend, dear friend..."
- You touch me now. - "I pray to the gods
for your good health for the rest of my life. I will."
No man shows me disrespect.
In all things
may I stand by you.
Put him to hard labor.
Send him to the forest to hew fresh timbers for the walls.
Set him by the heels each night when he's done,
that through the long watches
he might reflect on his transgressions.
Oh Mother,
has he sent this ship for me?
Conscience is nuisance.
A fly,
a barking dog.
If you don't believe you have one,
what trouble can it be to you?
Mother,
you are my strength,
or I have none.
Throw us your forward line!
Steady she is.
The president.
Yes, I neglected to tell you.
The captain's no longer occupying that post.
He will be able to explain the reasons
better than I.
It's the princess.
This will be your house, my lady.
Reverend Whitaker, the one what lived here,
well, he is-- he's dead and gone now, so...
The ships returned,
firing their cannons,
causing the naturals to sue for peace.
The tide now swung to the English side.
They said they were going to fetch you.
I was against it.
I didn't want to harm you.
And now there's disaster all around us.
We should have stopped before it was too late.
What is right?
Give.
Wrong? Who is this man?
Now...
all is perfect.
Let me be lost.
True.
You flow through me
like a river.
Come.
Follow me.
O Lord, thank you.
Captain.
Very well.
Leave us alone.
You wish to bring charges against this man?
Are you sure?
Well, fine then, Argall,
enough of your quarrels. Be off.
I have news for you.
The king wants you to return to England
to prepare an expedition of your own--
to chart the northern coasts
to see if you might find a passage to the Indies.
I remember when you had sight and ambition.
Shall you not press on?
Shall you be a discoverer of passages
which you yourself refuse to explore
beyond the threshold that is?
King has great hopes for you.
Plans.
Um, she's to take care of you now.
Uh, my name's Mary.
And yours, I believe is--
Oh no, um, she says that's not her name anymore.
She hasn't got a name.
Oh, how unfortunate.
Well, we shall have to give you one!
Here.
Rub with the towel.
I will find joy
in all I see.
Just little steps.
Ohh-hh.
We shall lose not only our lives
and our land,
but our eternal birthright.
Look beyond these gates.
Eden lies about us still.
We have escaped the Old World
and its bondage.
Let us make a new beginning
and create a fresh example for humanity.
We are the pioneers of the world,
the advance guard sent on through the wilderness
to break a new path.
And our youth is our strength,
and our inexperience our wisdom.
God has given us
a promised land, a great inheritance.
Woe betide if ever we turn our back on him.
Let us prepare a land
where a man may rise to his true stature,
a land of the future,
a new kingdom of the spirit.
Remember what this country was...
Am I as you like?
His eyes.
You knew me as I was
long ago.
I have never truly been the man
I seem to you to be.
What does he say?
Come, let's sit by the river.
Mean?
I can't sleep till I see you again.
Look up.
You have no evil.
I belong to you.
He knows.
Where am I?
Wait two months...
then tell her I am dead.
Drowned.
Like that.
He's left you, Princess.
He told you a pack of lies.
Forget about him.
I, uh, have some terrible news.
Captain Smith is dead.
He drowned in the crossing.
He loved you very much.
You have gone away
with my life.
Killed the god in me.
When first I saw her,
she was regarded as someone finished,
broken, lost.
She seemed barely to notice
the others about her.
Um, I would like to spend the afternoon with you.
How do I ask?
A nature like yours
can turn trouble into good.
All this sorrow
will give you strength
and point you on a higher way.
Think of a tree,
how it grows around its wounds.
If a branch breaks off, it don't stop
but keeps reaching towards the light.
We must meet misfortune boldly
and not suffer it to frighten us.
We must act the play out,
then live our troubles down, my lady.
April, May,
and June, July, August.
What is a day?
- A day? - An hour?
An hour is 60 minutes.
Why does the earth have colors?
Name this person.
Rebecca.
Rebecca, I baptize thee
in the name of the Father and the Son
and the Holy Ghost. Amen.
She has accepted my invitation
- to work in the fields. - For Rebecca.
She'll be missed.
She understands the culture of tobacco.
She's a good lass.
The people were sorry at her going.
The loss of my wife and daughter
has led me to understand her loss as well.
Hours pass,
she speaks not a word.
Who are you?
What do you dream of?
We're like grass.
Are you kind?
She weaves all things together.
I touched her long ago...
without knowing her name.
Suppose I asked you to marry me.
What would you say?
Are you asking me?
Where would we live?
Here.
England, if you wish.
Perhaps that would be best. We could--
well, you could forget your life in this place.
Why do you shrink from me?
Won't you say yes?
If you like.
This isn't what I expected,
Rebecca.
I'm sorry.
Why are you crying?
I suppose...
I must be happy.
You do not love me now.
Someday you will.
I require and charge you
as you will answer on the dreadful day of judgment
when the secrets of all hearts are disclosed,
that if you know any impediment
why you should not be
lawfully joined together in matrimony,
you will confess it.
Mother,
why can I not feel as I should?
Must?
Once false,
I must not be again.
Take out the thorn.
He is like a tree.
He shelters me.
I lie in his shade.
Can I ignore my heart?
What is from you
and what is not?
Great Sun, I offer you thanks.
You give life to the trees
and the hills...
to the streams of water...
to all.
Mother,
your love
is before my eyes.
Show me your way.
Teach me your path.
Give me a humble heart.
We've had some surprising news.
We've been invited to England
by the king and queen.
There will be
a royal audience in your honor.
You're known to them all.
So, his first mate, isn't it?
Gave him up to pirates when his ship was stopped.
Five years before he could get a commission.
Five years!
All them ships went off to Newfoundland.
- Yes. - Who would have guessed?
He poked around the north, then he went home.
Captain Smith.
Yeah, he could make you laugh.
Things are different now.
Hmm. They've sent him back to London.
What a shame. They say he's done much for this place.
Captain Smith is alive?
You saw him?
I cannot do that.
Why not?
It would mean something I do not feel.
What's come over you?
I'm married...
to him.
He lives.
I heard it by the fort.
He's still alive.
"Married"?
You don't know the meaning
of the word exactly.
But I am.
Sweet wife...
Iove made the bond.
Love can break it too.
There is that in her
I shall not know.
Step aside, mate!
...homage sweetly pay,
Whilst towering in the azure sky
They celebrate this happy day.
Let rolling streams their gladness show
With gentle murmurs whilst they play
And in their wild meanders flow
Rejoicing in this blessed day.
Kind health descends on downy wings,
Angels conduct her on the way.
The New World's Princess new life brings
And swells our joys upon this day."
I think you still love the man
and that you will not be at peace
until you see him.
In my vanity, I thought...
I could make you love me,
and one cannot do that,
or should not.
You have walked...
blindly...
into a situation that you did not anticipate.
You are the man I thought you were.
And more.
Did I make a mistake in coming here?
I would have come before,
except I've been away from the capital.
Perhaps, I'm out of order
speaking with you this way,
but I've thought of you often.
So after I left, it went well for you.
I heard the king and queen received you.
Everybody says you were a great favorite.
They all speak of you. One hears them in the streets.
"Her Ladyship." Who would have guessed it?
You knew
I had promise, didn't you?
Yes.
Did you find your Indies, John?
You shall.
I may have sailed past them.
I thought it was a dream...
what we knew in the forest.
It's the only truth.
It seems as if I were speaking to you for the first time.
Could we not go home?
As soon as possible.
My husband.
Listen.
Thomas. Where are you?
Mother,
now I know where you live.
"13th of April, 1616."
- Mother. Mother. - "Dear son,
I write this so that someday in the future
you might understand a circumstance
which shall be but a far memory to you.
Your dear mother, Rebecca,
fell ill in our outward passage
at Gravesend.
She gently reminded me that all must die.
"Tis enough,' she said,
'that you, our child, should live."'