Everybody calm down !
Knowing the absence of authority, unfortunate events happen.
We can deal with this by quickly electing a new leader.
Who the fuck are you to tell us what to do, rebel boy ?
You made it worse. Business was good before you came to town.
I am the leader of a local rebellion army. And with my expertise...
A leader needs influence. I am the biggest supplier...
The biggest supplier of lies, you cheating bastard.
Unlike you, I serve all equally, man and woman.
You think you can fuck your way to the top, Chee ?
Like I said, I can fuck my way to the moon and back !
People, my men and I have fought the Dutch for years
and we've earned our victories in blood.
That's why I am the most suitable person to oversee this town's interest.
But you did not win this town.
She did.
A woman ?
Not just any woman. Her name is Kalia.
Daughter of the late Amir, the true leader of the rebellion.
And now she is the true hero of Grisse's freedom.
I've known Kalia and her father for years.
But experience is what is needed for the task that lies ahead. Not heritage.
You fought under her father.
You witnessed his fighting spirit as clear as you saw her bravery today.
You saved us.
She has earned her place.
The old man has a point.
Sisters should stick together. I vote for the fucking bitch.
GRISSE
I need medical attention. I told you just now. Can you not hear me ?
Are you mute ? Are you hearing impaired ?
I have an injury ! See, I am bleeding !
You can't do this.
You don't have the authority. No authority !
We do now.
Do you know who you are dealing with ? Do you know who I am ?
Pray do tell, Chuck. The suspense is killing me. Go on then.
Tell them who you are. I bet they can't wait to hear all about it.
This is going to be so much fun !
It must have been ten, fifteen years ago.
We were observing a tiny Dutch encampment,
planning out an attack on a handful of Dutch soldiers.
We were not familiar with the area but your father insisted that it was safe.
What he didn't know was that we were standing right on top of an ant colony.
Those ants got all over us
so we had to strip naked and jump into a nearby river.
- And the soldiers didn't notice ? - They did !
We were caught in the river
but your father was twitching so much from all those bites,
those soldiers thought he was soft in the head.
And when they asked him questions,
your father pretended... he pretended he was a mute.
Your father sure had his antics.
But his quick-thinking and his instincts saved all our lives that night.
I am not in the mood to save your life tonight.
So you better put that cigarette out and then get yourself to bed.
I'm not Amir, my dear.
He always listen to your mother. Bless her soul.
But tonight I will do as you say.
It's a new era. Who could have thought ?
Amir, you tricky bastard.
Your father saved that old fool not only a few times.
Many times my husband wanted to quit the resistance and go home.
But then your father convinced him to stay and fight and not to give up.
But, then, you get lonely ?
Your father also missed his home very very much.
But he had a higher purpose,
to save his home Grisse.
Sorry.
I'm sorry. Sorry.
I would rather stay with you and Aunt Bunincy.
You are Grisse's guardian now. This is where you belong.
We'll be back in the morning to help you tidy this up.
Don't worry. You will get used to it.
Being a diseased whore is bad enough
but being caught red-handed, it makes you a fucking thief, Chee.
Looks like you getting desperate.
Sending your girls to pick up my crumbs ?
He who doesn't feed his dogs, feeds the thieves.
Your mongrels must have encouraged her.
As our ancient Chinese ancestors say, "A thief has more than two hands".
Your ancestors were whores and scum
that passed on useless words of wisdom to one inbreed generation to the next.
The stench of a scheming swindler follows your mongrel ass everywhere.
I guess that's all your grandmama taught you.
Enough ! Then watch me beat the shit out of your fucking whore.
I rather have my tits nailed to my knees.
Stop ! Stop.
Stop !
Kalia !
Where are you going ?
- I am sorry. - You can't leave.
- It's just not who I am. - Don't spoil it, Ka.
The town will be fine. The people will sort this themselves.
No. They will kill each other. And it will be our turn next.
- But you have Maram. - But we choose you.
Your father wasn't afraid. He'd never run away.
Break it up ! If you don't break it up, I'll arrest all of you.
Chee !
- We need to do something about this. - It's easier said than done.
This town needs to know who is in charge. We need to set an example.
Bring them up.
Finally. What took them so long !
Get up !
Earnest the Dutch have returned
because they forgot their stroke waffle or cup cast
I can't see how this could be good news for you, old chap.
- I don't know about you, chap. Old chap.
Whatever. But I am someone of importance to my country
and that is why I am getting out today and you are not...
Shut it.
I think you can take these off now. Did you hear what I said ?
Are you hard of hearing ?
I heard every word you have to say, from that asshole you call mouth.
How dare you. Do you know who I am ?
Nobody gives a shit.
What's your name ? I will report you as soon as this is over.
Where do you think you are going ?
- This is unacceptable. - Move !
Move it !
This will be the day of reckoning !
Yes, it will be.
Because you're so important,
we have a special one, just for you.
Maram !
What are you doing ?
What the people want.
Maram, look at them. The people want peace, not this !
They are the enemy, Kalia. They need to be punished.
And they will be. But not like this.
We need to show the people that we are not weak.
Taking a life does not make you strong, Maram.
And sparing a life does not make you weak.
The Dutch took lives because they were afraid. They feared us.
We do not act out of fear.
If we went around killing people as they did, we would be no different than him.
Grisse is a free town now.
We are not afraid of our enemies and we will fight them until the end.
But never forget, there are laws and they are to be respected.
Those who break the law will answer to Maram.
Free the civilians.
What about him ?
Lock him up.
- Get up. - Move it !
Back so soon ? What ?
They haven't returned to save you ? Look, that's just ghastly !
You are free now.
It's been grand. I must say, old chap. Cheer up, old boy.
Our paths will most definitely cross again.
It's just a matter of time. Fuck.
- Come on. - Bye !
Thank you.
- I don't want any trouble. - And trouble there shall not be !
I simply need a shave. Don't worry old boy, I'm good for it.
Thank you.
You're quick with that thing, samurai.
- I'm not a samurai. - Isn't that a samurai sword ?
Katana is samurai sword but I'm not samurai.
Suit yourself.
All I care about was fucking samurai moves you got; come in handy here.
I don't know your story, Samurai. And frankly, I don't give a shit.
One thing I could tell you, these are fucking strange times.
We need all the help we can get.
Looking for work ?
I work alone.
Isha.
Are you sure there's nothing I can offer you in exchange of your services ?
A tit for a tat.
You made a fucking sweet deal, Samurai-san.
Tiger penis...
This gives men more energy, extra stamina, harder, faster, stronger.
Look around. This is a brothel. I need something for pussy, not dicks !
- What else you got ? - Let me find it.
Faster.
I got one.
Made from limestone and many many healthy herbal mixtures.
For tightening and drying over there.
We need to create some kind of a barrier.
No, a wall. We should keep the two sides separated.
No mixing, no contact, no interaction.
What are you rambling on, law man ? You want this up your ass ?
See ! No respect.
Maram, we cannot separate the people. This town needs to be united.
I've already seen families pack up their things and leave.
We must band together.
Just separate Chee from Jambu. It's easy. It's clear. It's done.
An innovative idea but you might have more pressing matters at hand.
Although if I may say so, young lady,
unity is indeed part and parcel of peace.
- Excuse me, who are you ? - I know that voice.
We've had the pleasure of meeting,
unfortunately, not under the best circumstance.
Moresby, a representative of the EIC, the honourable East India Company.
At your service.
- Yes, I remember, in the dungeon. - Please forgive my pasty countenance.
I haven't got much time to frolic in the sun.
It has been delightful to see you again. Miss...
Kalia.
Kalia. Yes. Good luck with the wall, old chap.
It might come in handy when the Dutch come back. Good day.
When do you think the Dutch will come back ?
Maybe very soon. This is far from the end.
Kalia we can't...
Are these the pressing matters that you were referring to ?
The Dutch, as a colonial empire, will not take this defeat lightly.
- You are David to their Goliath. - You don't have to listen to him.
We've beaten the Dutch before, we can beat them again. It's that simple.
Believe me, I wish it were that simple.
We know what's at stake. So go mind your own business.
No. Let him speak.
I am British.
I represent the other colonial empire so I can think like they do.
The shame in losing a small town like Grisse,
in their eyes, is no different than losing the whole Dutch East Indies.
One town then another ? The Dutch will act on this plague.
This is the calm after the storm. But there is worse to come.
Of course, it is the matter of the British.
We are presently here in small numbers and can be of service.
I can try to get you my company support in supplying firearms and soldiers,
an advantage the Dutch will never see coming.
And why would the British want to help us ?
You said so yourself. You are the other colonial empire.
You are no different than the Dutch.
But we are. At this moment. At least.
We have no quarrel with you.
So what do you suggest we do in the meantime ?
You've already answered your own question, Miss Kalia. Unite your people.
Form a council.
Get the most powerful members of the community together in one room
on equal ground.
No discrimination. Everybody equal.
Precisely. Democracy. A people's government.
I would be happy to advise you on the council.
I am quite seasoned to such matters of diplomacy.
She doesn't need advice from you. Right ?
Thank you, Mister Moresby, for your counsel.
I will be in touch.
Of course. At your leisure.
We know nothing of that man. He cannot be trusted.
That might be true, Maram. But at this moment, he is making a lot of sense.
Are you seriously considering making him an advisor to the council ?
I need all the help I can get.
You must be careful.
That's why I have you. I can count on you for that.
Compliments of the house.
It will be different this time. I know it.
I can feel it in these old bones of mine.
We can't stay on. It's too dangerous. The Dutch will be back.
I'm sorry.
Open the gate !
Abiah ! What's going on ?
The Dutch ! They ambushed them in the forest !
Run as fast as you can.
Check everyone else ! See if they're still alive. Run, run !
They're all dead.
Don't be afraid, Kalia. Stay.
Your father's spirit runs deep in you.
This is where you belong.
Your people need you.
The town is sealed, Sir. We encountered refugees.
- Any survivors ? - No, Sir. Just as you ordered.
So let's get on with the siege. Shall we ?
Sir...