You got it !
What's wrong ?
Do you think it had a family ?
Probably. Don't be sad.
You know we don't kill for pleasure. His meat will allow us to eat tonight.
- Yeah ? - Can I shoot next time ?
I want to be a hunter like you.
Do you remember when I told you about those instincts ?
Sharpen your senses.
And then maybe you can be ready for the next hunt.
But now, you help me.
- Nick, we have to go. - But we haven't finished yet !
Use your senses. We have to go now.
Quietly !
Looks like someone is hunting our deer.
Listen to me. We have to go back to the farm, but quietly. Alright ?
Go, go.
Listen to me. Go the long way back to the farm.
Don't worry, I will distract them. Go ! Go, go !
Hans ! Did you get the fucker ? Hans !
Fuck. Fuck !
I'll get you, you bastard ! I'll get you both !
Drop your pistol.
Drop your pistol !
- You're just a girl. - Walk back to where you came from.
- And we will forget this ever happened. - Then you'd just shoot me in the back.
No, I won't. You have my word. Now, move !
I'll remember your face, sweetheart. I'll remember your face.
Last warning !
GRISSE
Kalia !
I was worried.
We need to leave in the morning.
There are too many soldiers wandering around.
They are bound to come here soon. I'll get us a cart and a mule.
We have been here for years and they have not bothered us.
Things are changing, Bu. They're getting desperate.
They burnt Pak Tanto's house and killed all his cows.
Whatever it is, I can't leave this farm.
Your father worked very hard to get this land.
And then he left.
Don't hate your father. He had the responsibility.
- He was a great warrior. - A warrior who left his family.
Don't forget, he taught you very well.
No father will teach his daugher to fight the way you do.
He loved both of you. But he had a calling.
You look just like him.
Anyway, we should leave in the morning. I will get things ready.
And you sound just like him.
Kalia ? I heard papa was a hunter and a great shot.
Yes.
Papa could shoot the wings of a fly.
In fact, he was the greatest shooter in Grisse.
That's the town where he came from.
Listen, Dek.
What you saw just now, the men in the forest,
that is something that we have been trying to protect you from.
There are some very, very cruel men in the world out there.
I'm not afraid.
I know, you've always had the heart of a lion !
But why did they do that ?
Because they want us to fear them. Fear is how they get to us.
So remember never show them your fear.
- Papa say that ? - He did.
Now you sleep.
- Are we going away tomorrow ? - Maybe.
We will see tomorrow morning. Now you sleep.
I won't do it if I were you.
- So this is where the sweet girl lives. - Get out !
Not before I blow your ma's brains out.
- Please get out ! - You can kill me but leave her alone.
Put the gun down.
- Just please get out ! - Now.
So, it's just you and your ma living here ?
Seems like a nice house. I could get used to this.
But your Ma...
She's too older for a fuck.
No !
Let go of me !
The fuck with it. Alright ass can I have yours.
No !
- I'm here. Honey, I'm sorry. - Kalia ?
- Yeah. - I can't feel anything.
- No ! No. I'm here, it's okay. - I'm cold.
Kalia ? Don't cry.
- Yes. - Kalia ?
Don't be afraid, because you have the heart of a lion.
Dek ! No ! Deck !
Dek, wake up. No !
- Did you kill him ? - He killed my mother and my brother.
Those tragedies are not my concern. You murdered a Dutch soldier !
But, since he was a deserter and a coward, I will not kill you now.
I'll let the governor decide that.
Put her in chains with the rest of the gang.
No ! Please let me give them a proper burial. No !
Shut your mouth woman ! Burn the house !
No, I will not let them burn! Ibu! Ahnek! !
She's your fucking bitch. Tow her good back to Grisse.
If you're left behind, I'll kill you both.
Open the gates !
That's a fresh one. You should come work for me !
Come !
Welcome !
Shut up ! All of you !
You scumbags make any trouble tonight, I'll make sure you suffer.
It's your turn to die tomorrow.
And I will fuck your mother when I get out of here.
Is your head better ?
Maran ? Is that you ?
It's been a while, Kahlia. It's been a long time.
It's been years.
I'm sorry about your mother
and your brother.
And also for meeting again like this.
Thank you for helping me.
- Who is she ? - You carried me.
It was the least I could do.
It's her. The girl he always talks about.
Kalia. The one he was supposed to marry ?
The daughter of Amil, the leader of the rebellion ?
- Yep. - He's a legend !
He's a legend who led his men and left his family
Your father died a hero, Kahlia. We all followed him.
You will follow him and die tomorrow as heroes as well ?
Leaving your future and loved ones behind.
We're not afraid to die. The struggle will continue with or without us.
Remember me ? You were at my place !
I gave you my best girl !
That's pathetic. You think you can fuck your way out of here ?
Gee, look at yourself, you fat whore.
You have no idea what this old pussy can do.
I can fuck my way out of hell if I wanted to.
Not until you have a taste of this bushwhacker right here.
It will hurt you so bad you wish you stayed in hell.
According to one of my girls,
what Jambu has inside his pants, is a big major flipper !
- Fuck you, you Chinese pig. - Come on, you mongrel.
Go back to China, you slit eye snake. I'll fuckin cut your tail off.
Your mother was a traitor whore.
She fucked a white boy to give birth to you !
- Fuck you. - Enough !
I don't know if the both of you noticed but we are all dying tomorrow.
- So let's not fight among each other. - And who the fuck are you ?
- I am Maran, leader of the rebellion. - I am Chee. Leader of Grisse's pussies.
Maran, last I checked,
it's you and your so-called rebels that got us into all this shit.
If it hadn't been for your rebels, the Dutch would have left us alone.
We are fucking dying because of you.
I am fighting for the freedom of our people.
My men sacrificed their lives for all of you.
You scum only think about yourselves.
Your men died for nothing, man. We never asked for your help.
I would kill for a spot of tea.
You are a really beautiful woman !
Please forgive my candor.
I've been trapped down here for god knows how long.
Behind these cold bars. And then you came along.
You speak more with your silence than all of them with their mouths wide open.
If you are not just a dream, the name's Moresby.
Pleasure to meet you.
Pardon me while I take forty winks.
Sleep does wonders for the health you know.
You can try it, tomorrow won't be so rough.
- Be brave. It will be over soon. - I am not afraid.
Stay strong my love. I'll see you on the other side.
What the hell are we waiting for ?
The entertainment only begins when the fucking asshole of a governor shows up.
Get in the back ! The Governor is coming !
Get out of the way ! That's right ! Come on now !
- Move, move. - Get out of the way for the Governor !
- Back ! Out of the way ! - Get out of the way for the Governor !
Come on !
Now the pain begins.
Who are these urchins ?
Thieves, Governor. They always go first.
Let us serve justice !
Next group !
Let them go !
- Now who are this lot ? - Murder and treachery, Governor.
Interesting. Read out their crimes, I like to be entertained.
People of Grisse, behold !
We have in our midst murderers and traitors.
We have an ensemble of violence. All deserving of rightful justice.
No more will you have to be robbed, or conned,
when you go about your daily work.
No more will you have to be forcefully pressed
into services of the flesh or opium.
No more will you be bullied by thugs
who dominate our sleep quarters and put fear into honest folk.
Yes ! Yes !
Jambu, leader of the half-bloods.
Chee, leader of the Chinese clans.
Your dealings with the black market, thuggery, and murder,
have finally caught up with you.
Today, you will both pay the price for your crimes against Grisse.
Here, a fallen warrior from the East.
Fallen because of his passion for dragon smoke.
It brings cowardice and desertion in the ranks.
Look at him. A shadow of a warrior.
He has put shame upon his own kind,
and for that, there can be but one way for redemption. Death !"
Yes !
People, what you have here, a rebel, a lonely leader of a rebel faction,
responsible for the deaths of Dutch soldiers.
Responsible for disruption of the peace.
A rabble-rouser deserving of the most painful of deaths.
My dear citizens of Grisse. If peace and prosperity is what you cherish,
if the safety and future of your loved ones is your priority,
then Maran represents a threat to all of us.
A rebel is nothing but a disruptor without an aim.
A rebellion is nothing without a cause.
And I, as Governor of Grisse, have given you the courtesy of peace,
have not given you cause.
Quiet !
- Who's that pretty wretched thing ? - Killed one of ours.
- A rebel ? - Not sure, Sir.
They are all the same scum.
Are you a rebel too, sweet girl ? No ?
Probably are, inside. A quiet one. You are the worst kind.
The kind that you will never see teeth or the lunge of the bite.
You only know when you feel the pain.
Here it is, I see that hatred.
The deep-rooted anger waiting to explode.
Yes, you are the worst kind. The one to watch.
People, I give you the very scourge of our disease,
the witch of the forest that haunts us.
She's no witch. She's Kalia. Daughter of Amir.
Her mother and brother were murdered.
She did nothing but protect herself.
You will all pay for this disrespect.
But I'm... I'll start with the witch.
Kill them ! Kill them all !
Can't believe the sound of firearms can be so sweet.
I can feel my time here is finally coming to an end.
My destiny, again we meet !
You are the worst kind.
Gracious me ! They're vanquished !
Open my cell ! I can fight too !
Damn you ! Look at me !
Grisse !