Another drink ? Or is that one too many for a quick fuck ?
Wallow in your own shit than, you moody bastard.
- Two whiskeys, my lovely. - Preaching of shit...
What's that stink ?
You expecting any company, stranger ?
I've got all the company I need. If you must know, he's taking a little rest.
He's asleep.
Who the fuck are you talking about ? Where's that accent from ?
A little privacy please.
Me and my brother, we like to drink in peace. He...
You're awake now !
We will go to the land of the lemon aye. No ?
Don't worry, we're gonna have a little drink,
as soon as this half breed completely leaves us alone.
You call me a fucking half-breed, you should look at yourself.
The difference between us and you small town mongrels
is that we travel the world on the ships of the DIC
yet the fact they are in Africa.
So you work for the Dutch. I should kill you just for that.
Alright, Calypus.
Yes, we work for the Dutch for a long time.
But as you can see, it doesn't turn itself, we are flask.
More so for Calypus than me. Drink up, Calypus.
Salut.
Nothing rock far in the belly aye ?
If you is drink it in the morning it makes it bitter.
It preserves the skin.
I'm giving away your beauty secrets now aye Calypus.
Who the fuck are you, you sick son of a bitch.
I'm Kurt. And this is my brother Calypus ?
Not one brother, Calypus. More better looking twin brother, Calypus.
I've never seen you out here before. How the fuck you get in ?
Now why would you care unless you want them to get out.
I must tell you it's not such a good idea.
It's a little bit hectic out there with all the Dutch soldiers in the hills.
I want you out of my fucking bar. You stink like shit.
You scaring all my customers away
with the stupid head of yours and your stupid accent, you understand me ?
Aye ? No, it was your idea.
All about to capture the Chinese particle system ?
Get out ! And take that bloody piece of shit with you.
Now look here, my friend. No need for unkind words in here.
My brother Calypus, he had no quarrel with you.
Yet you hurt his feelings, he's not going to take that kindly.
You are a fucking drunkard.
What the fuck is that piece of meat ever going to do to me ?
- Jump up and bite me ? - Aye ?
No. He just told me to get you.
You should know better than to insult those less fortunate than you, aye ?
But you'll soon find that out. With a hole in your neck.
Drop the gun or I shoot the jar.
He won't look the same again after I'm done with him. So step away.
I like you. Your sassy more pretty.
Fancy going upstairs ? For a little threesome with my brother ?
- Fuck you ! She's fucking mine. - You'd like that, wouldn't you ?
- Weapons down ! Now ! - Drop it.
- I can see we have a problem. - I had to protect my brother's honour.
He was insulted ! By this piece of cock !
There's no honour amongst thieves.
So lay down your weapon.
Lay down your weapon or we will kill you !
And we will take that jar and throw it down the sewers so the rats can have it.
Yeah, good point, Calypus. Alright lawman.
I will drop my gun as long as me and my brother can share the same cell.
He is afraid of the dark.
GRISSE
- What happened to you ? - Thank you for looking out for me.
When you drink water, do not forget who dug the well.
It is me whom you should be thanking, Samurai.
If it wasn't for me and my girls nursing you, you'll be swine shit.
Pardon me, Chee-san. As my kind benefactor, I'll always be in your debt.
How about you start servicing me tonight ?
I'm just dying to wet that dry fertile patch of mine.
I'd do my best to please you.
The sound of an ominous failure. I don't need a boy, I need a real man !
Anyway, we will have time to discuss this.
I've all the time in the world now that you're in my debt.
So, what happened with De Witt ?
I think he's testing us. I ask for some time and he said we will meet again.
But I think he is just using it to finalise his plans.
I heard that you had a fight. So now you owe Maran a debt too.
You'd be dead if not for that boy looking after you.
Anyway the council will need some answers and a plan
and I hear we have another damn meeting tonight.
- I just need to talk to a few people. - Trust no-one, my dear.
You don't even have to trust me. But know that I have full faith in you.
And I throw in my lot with your judgement.
I have to be a bitch to survive in this world.
In yours, you have harder decisions. I don't envy you.
But know that I will make it a little easier.
After all, I am the bosom of this town !
Good afternoon, Sir. Another message from Batavia.
No further men will be sent until Lord Van Kline accesses the situation.
Damn those fat grubby worms in Batavia.
I need more men. And the damn Lord from Batavia...
Sir, Lord Van Kline may arrive as early as this evening.
That is quick ! The matters of the blood seem to move far quicker
than the matters of sovereignty. Very well then.
We shall prepare dinner
during which I shall reprise the situation to his Lordship
and his son's predicament.
Shut up, damn you. You sound like a bird from hell.
Aye ? Yeah I know, my brother.
But a few days in here, will give us the rest we need.
Who you talking to ?
I'm talking to my brother. You're right, Calypus.
There are a lot of strange people in here. I hope we can get some rest.
Back away.
Peace be upon you, brother.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you.
What are you doing here ?
You took me from the gutter.
No, I mean what were you doing here in Grisse before ?
I was a mercenary.
That day in the gallows, I saw your own men ready to kill you.
I can't help but wonder if this fate that brought us here
was by design or by fortune ?
Maybe both.
- Who are these men ? - They are allies.
They look more like assassins.
Why didn't you discuss with me before allowing them in ?
What if the Dutch sent them ?
Ka, there were decisions that had to be made.
- Please understand that. - You must be Kalia.
The girl warrior.
Kalia, this is Sultan Abnan. We must show respect.
I've heard much about you.
Your father's name and deeds precede you.
Your reputation is the talk of the countryside.
I hear it was hard-earning blood.
Such an honour to meet a warrior like you, Kalia.
Bow...
Your sacrifice to our people cannot go unnoticed.
And that's why I am here. To help.
I am grateful, Sultan.
I am Leena, consult to the Sultan's court.
I think it'd be best for us to talk under a more suitable environment.
Very well.
I think we can have a private conversation without the need for arms,
don't you agree ?
We saw them kill enemy soldiers. They can be trusted.
With all due respect,
as a child I was told stories about every Sultan that ruled.
- But I've never heard of your name. - You insult our Sultan's honour !
No Leena, I think we owe Kalia an explanation.
I'm the brother of Sultan Hamid, ruler of the Middle Kingdom.
Do you know of him ?
I do. He's a puppet of the Dutch. My father fought against him.
So did I. We were born and bred as royal nationalists.
But as the Dutch controlled more, we became powerless.
We lost battles, men, women, children... died.
People began to lose faith in their leaders.
So one by one, sultans in the west, in the east,
slowly made their own pacts with Dutch for peace.
Also for money.
And your brother decided to make a pact with the Dutch ?
Yes.
I tried to stop it but I failed.
In the end, I had two choices:
to be hung or be banished. I chose the latter.
And then I escaped with my men, roamed, until I heard about Grisse.
I knew it was a sign.
- A sign ? - A sign of hope.
A place where heroes rise. To give our people a real hope of freedom.
Your words are very inspiring, Sultan.
But this is no place for a new kingdom !
Look around you, Kalia. You are barely in control.
Leadership matters in life and death.
Do you think I lack leadership ?
Kalia, you are a hero.
You have earned the trust of the people, and made your father's legacy proud.
But that doesn't mean you need to be a leader.
I can see your reluctance.
It was never your desire. Nor your calling.
I'll take that burden from you, Kalia. I was born for this very moment.
And I'll give you a place where heroes belong,
and your legacy will be even greater than your father's.
You said so yourself, Kalia. We need all the help we can get.
Together, we will be stronger.
I have never seen a man recover from that dragon breath as fast as you.
It's quite remarkable. What's your secret then ?
- I have no secrets. - I bet.
A silent man like you has a loud soul just begging to be heard.
You must have untold stories.
Maybe something you would like to share ?
I appreciate your interest. But I rather be alone with my thoughts.
So much for interesting conversation.
I am stuck here all day
with women complaining about the state of their poor pussies
and their wretched clients' cocks.
The shapes, the sizes, how small, how thin, how monstrous, how strange.
I know all there is to know about cocks.
How they work. How they bend. How they break.
I create conversational diversity.
Then why be here ? Go somewhere else.
This is my home. And these bitches, they are my family.
- Chee took me in, just like you. - You're nothing like me.
Not apple to apple, my handsome samurai. Not quite.
But we have similar circumstances.
I was found in the gutter, dying.
Chee saved my life. I used to work for Jambu, you know.
But he thought that I was too different.
Different from his band of half-blood mongrels.
So they abused me. They played games with me.
What games ?
It was a card game that went wrong for Jambu.
He killed the man who won.
And because that man said that I was his lucky charm, Jambu turned on me.
He beat me to an inch of my life, he cut off my cock,
and he threw me out on the street to die. Chee saved me.
But she couldn't do anything about me.
We all have secrets, samurai.
But some of them are just sad and tragic stories we'd rather forget.
You see how we share similar circumstances ?
I would interpret that a samurai's cock is his katana, isn't it ?
And it appears that you don't have one too. But I know where it is, samurai.
Mine may be lost forever but yours can be returned.
Now I've a reason to really get rough with you.
Come closer and I will gut you like a fish.
- Boss, there's someone to see you. - Fuck off. Come back later. I'm busy.
Arsehole you have this, samurai.
I see the piglets across the street have taken you in. Made a man out of you.
I've come back to get what is mine.
You allowed me to take it, if I can remember correctly.
You can take what is mine when I'm dead.
You're alive because I decided so.
And now you fucking insult me by coming here into my place,
in front of all my people, making threats !
I will gladly blow a hole in your head
just so your man has the pleasure of skull-fucking you.
I don't make threats. I don't like guns.
You don't have a sword. So let's see who walks away.
If you get up one more time, I will knock you down in front of your people.
That will add to your shame.
I'll be coming at you 'til you kill me, bastard.
Now you'll know what a eunuch feels like, tough guy.
No way. It will never end.
Today, he's a eunuch. Just bark, no more bite.
Who the fuck do you think you are ?
Going out there, facing Jambu like you have a cock ?
What if something went wrong ? And our girls got wounded or killed !
I'm sorry, Chee. I thought that I...
You thought wrong. Just because you have Samurai by your side.
You think you can whisper in his ear and get your revenge ?
- I was wrong. - Damn right, you were !
Do you know why Jambu neutered this poodle ?
Because he was a thief.
He was thieving from the gang big time and he needed to be taught a lesson.
He wasn't so innocent then and he was lucky he lived.
I would've done the same thing if one of my bitches done what he did.
Everyone's got a sad story. A tragedy. A vendetta in this town.
We either swallow it
or we keep it in our mouth until it's time to spit it in someones face.
That is how we survive.
If we let it out, these walls have nothing to protect.
We will all be dead.
Nothing goes down without you asking me !
I took you all in, I'm the mama of this house ! You hear me ?
You fuck with me and you'll be out there looking at Jambu
and he wont be so easy to deal with no more.
That goes for all you bitches ! Now get up to bed !
Thank God for the rain.
It saves your pussies from another bashing tonight.
We're not gonna get any customers.
Chee, I...
I don't want to see your face. Just fuck off.
Samurai, you can stay.
You come here.
I watch you all go into the saloon from my bedroom window.
It was too late for me to go in so I just sat there and watched.
I was scared for my girls. For Way.
Even though I am a hard bitch, I still love them 'cause they are my family.
So I just sat there and watched with my heart in my mouth
until you kick that asshole Jambu into the street.
No guns, no knives, with just kicks and punches.
That was the best thing I've seen in years.
- I'm sorry I got your family involved. - I'm getting older.
And the hunters, they getting wiser.
I can't be the only shepherd looking after my flock.
I like you to help me. Which is why I'm asking you not to leave tonight.
I never had a master. A family. Nor belonged to any clan.
- I'm better off on my own. - This town needs you.
It needs someone like you to balance the right and the wrong.
And right now, right now too many things are going wrong.
This is not my fight.
It became your fight when Kalia freed us from death !
I would gladly have my life ended at that moment.
You were a stoned out junkie asshole.
But now, now your head is clear. Free from that smoky prison.
You have a path to honour.
You told me you owe me a debt for saving your life.
You owe Kalia a debt too because she saved yours. I urge you to honour them.
Don't run away into the night. But I leave it to you.
I won't stop you.
Get up.
- What ? - Get up. Hold his hands.
- Hold him. - No, no...
That's no way to torture a prisoner.
- There are more effective ways. - Completely the opposite.
We need this one alive. This arrogant man won't eat.
Aye ? That's a good point.
He must be important if you're trying to keep him alive, aye ?
- He's the governor. - Be quiet and do your job.
So you're the governor !
Any more words from you and I will hang you myself.
And that jar, I will use as a shit barrel.
Threatening me, lawman ?
Something my brother said ? Or something in your life ?
He's had enough !
If he speaks one more time, shoot the jar first.
- What are you doing here, bar whore ? - I come to represent Jambu, you witch.
Chee, please, enough.
So as I was saying, Sultan Abnan is who he says he is.
And as much as I would like to believe he has our best interest,
his entrance to this town was too well-timed.
Kalia, it's just a coincidence.
He had more leverage outside than being stuck in here with us.
- It's simply bad strategy. - You and your strategies.
I see a brave man who is willing to die for this town
and he's royalty so more of his followers will come.
So because he's a man and he's royalty,
you think he's a better leader than Kalia ?
That's not what I meant. Kalia is our leader.
But we need to keep our minds open to more suitable allies.
You are not invited to this meeting.
A man has a right to say his piece if he's to be judged, don't you think ?
And so here I am. I've asked Kalia to consider my offer.
You mean your offer to replace her as the leader of Grisse ?
So let's say if that were to happen, what are your plans after that ?
I agree with Kalia. We need to buy time
while we amass a force who at the right time will attack to win.
What force are you talking about ?
On our way here,
we sent word to every enabled leader to send their men to Grisse.
Grisse will then be our symbol of freedom.
This is where the real struggle to free our land begins. One and united.
- And with you as the ultimate ruler ? - Of course. I'm sultan by blood.
It's what the people expect. And the Dutch hate the most.
But with you, Kalia, and Maran by my side, we will take our land back.
Return it to the people. Your father would be proud.
You know nothing of my father.
And you know even less of the people you think you serve.
- Kalia... - This meeting is over.
My apologies, Sultan.
She's in our way.
Don't worry, my prince. I will clear the path for you.
How can you sit there and stuff yourself ?
While my son is starving and tortured like an animal !
Your Lordship, I've told you time and time again, we have a plan in action.
I will have your son dine with us soon. Now, sit down please, and eat.
You never had children, have you, Major General ?
You will never experience the grief I am going through.
You have no empathy. Which is why you are doing nothing !
I have experienced grief, my Lord. A deep grief.
It besets me every moment of every day.
The loss of a spouse is different.
I have entrusted the life of my son to a drunkard !
I wonder if you would have let your wife board that ship
knowing that the captain was a drunkard too ?
Leave my personal matters out of our conversation.
I should have been more vocal in my reservations about you.
It's everyone's right to have reservations.
You can have me court-marshalled when this is over.
I care only for my duty.
Your son, Dunn, will be free.
At least we can toast this positive prospect together.
Hey, wakey wakey.
I see you have gotten yourself into trouble before proving your worth.
They say there's a reason for everything beautiful. So who the hell are you ?
- I'm the one who sent for you. - Prove it.
Do it tonight. I have taken care of the jailers. The path is clear.
Don't mess up again.
When did I mess up ? You didn't get us in here right ?
You only need to get us out.
- My boy, Dunn, what if he is dead ? - He isn't.
I have told you tenfold that the rebels know the value of his life
and won't harm him.
So easy for you to believe that these brutes would keep their word.
You are a fool.
A fool, am I ?
Placing your incompetent son as a governor
and as a consequence losing the town to rebels,
it is you who was the fool.
What have you done ? You are a mad man ! I'll have you hanged for this !
Wakey wakey, Governor, it's time to go.
- No, no, no ! What are you doing ? - Just doing what I've been paid to do.
I'm getting you out of here, we are leaving.
Not you. They'll send someone else.
It's only me or my brother.
He's got the brains, I've got the legs, so you should think that.
Get that rotting piece of meat away from me.
You say one more thing about my brother and I will cut you, you understand ?
Now let's get us all out of here. Come.
Asshole, you are fucking mad.
I'm not going anywhere with you or your stinking piece of shit brother.
Fuck !
That was not part of the fucking plan. Let's get you out of here.
Your son, Dunn, is alive.
This means he's alive ? Are you out of your mind ?
You forget, the lords are waiting on my word to send more men.
You will not have it.
This failure to quell this rebellion will be your undoing !
I will make sure of that !
I knew we should have shipped you back to Amsterdam
along with that whore wife of yours.
Shame about that ship though. Never did make it back, did it ?
What was her name ?
Yes ! Penelope.
Fine name for a mermaid.
Imagine the fish feeding on her bloated carcass.
Those once loving eyes,
now empty worm-filled...
Send word to Batavia, we were ambushed by assassins from Grisse.
Unfortunately, Lord Van Kline has succumbed to his injuries.
Request for more troops immediately.