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,
Ioving,
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.
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,
Iord 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.
l, 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...
Love 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."'
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