(flame igniting)
(men laughing in distance)
Dewitt: I saw you again last night.
(dripping)
Like a dream. Right before me.
Tangible. Yet, not fulfilled.
I could smell the morning.
(birds chirping)
We were back home again.
Far away from this wretched land.
Soldier: Sir. We're ready.
♪ ♪
Dewitt: Far away from this war...
...that never ends.
When I woke, I was filled with regret.
I wished I had listened to you.
You would still be by my side.
I would still be watching over you.
Why do we dream, and why do we wake?
This tangle between real, and unreal...
...is death at that very barrier in between?
And is it there where I'll see you again?
General.
(theme music playing)
(breathes deeply)
(exhales)
(door clangs open, closes)
(tray clattering)
I expected better service in such an establishment.
Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
It's all right.
(door slams)
Dewitt: I assume you are here
to accept the terms of your surrender.
I'm sorry, but my position remains unchanged.
Is that so?
From what I've heard,
your position has shifted quite a bit.
I know Daan is dead.
Surrender immediately. I will promise you there will be no bloodshed,
no looting. No ill treatment for your people.
Surrender is not an option.
I will burn Grisse to the ground--
Along with the formulas you seek.
The name Bernhardt.
Does that sound familiar to you, General?
A famed German chemist who disappeared five years ago.
Turns out, he was in Grisse all along.
Held prisoner in Daan's secret lab.
-I assume he died during the revolt. -Kalia: We found the lab.
Inside are Bernhardt's notebooks.
Complete with the formulas of the new drug he was working on.
Now, coincidentally, what you want, General,
is the very same thing that the British want.
If you attack us...
I will not burn the notebooks.
Instead, I will give them to the British East India Company.
Now, I understand we both know what that means.
What do you want?
Peace.
If you leave us alone, you have my word.
I will keep the notebooks away from the British.
-Your word means nothing to me. -I will reopen the lab.
Start a supply chain again.
And sell them back to you at a reasonable price.
Only you.
An exclusive relationship.
Just like the previous governor had with Batavia.
All I want in return is for you to withdraw your troops,
and leave us in peace.
I think you will find my proposal mutually beneficial.
Think about it, General.
And please send news when you are ready to negotiate.
Good day.
Wait.
I've thought about it.
-(Kalia grunts) -(guns cock)
Female soldier: Maran.
It's been more than half a day. We must do something.
Kalia may be captured. Let me go and get her.
No.
Maran.
I need you to stay here. Kurt is still on the loose.
-Focus on finding him. -But Kalia's all alone out there!
She needs us.
-Are you not going to do anything-- -I said no!
I said you stay.
And you will not make me repeat myself again. Do you understand?
Lena: Good morning.
Since early morning...
You've been keeping watch on that wall. So...
any sight of our leader?
When night falls, I am going to bring her back.
No, you're not.
I don't take orders from you.
What about Sultan Adnan?
Do you take orders from him?
Maran.
Sultan Adnan sent me to warn you
against making such a move, because that's...
That is exactly what the enemy wants us to do.
Think about it.
If you go after Kalia...
Wouldn't that make Grisse open for an attack?
I am going alone.
-My men are-- -Your men are not you.
I can't leave Kalia out there to die.
You are not leaving her to die.
-She's already dead. -You don't know that.
What is your dream, Maran?
Hmm?
Our motherland returned to us?
Our people...
They are free once more.
And the Sultanate restored to its former glory.
This... this is the way of the Javanese.
Maran.
Sultan Adnan shares your dream.
(door rattles, opens)
(yelling)
-(punching) -(grunting)
(punching)
(grunts)
-(yelling) -(crashing)
(coughs)
-(crashing) -(grunting)
Man: Over here!
(swords clanging)
(baskets crashing)
(scoffs) What do you plan to do with that?
(men laughing)
Chi: Get on your knees.
Kalia seems to like you. But me? (laughs)
You're not my type. Men like you disgust me.
You have no loyalties, no principles. You are like a rat.
Well, rats can be dangerous, too, you know.
-After all, they spread the black death. -Perhaps...
I should read the will of another vermin.
(gun cocks)
Wait, wait, wait. There is a way out of this town.
A secret tunnel.
If you let me go, I will show you where the entrance is.
And when the war comes, you,
along with your people, can escape.
Humph.
That's right. Isn't this better? (nervous laugh)
We can be partners.
Friends, even.
Some of our clients are rather adventurous.
I think this... will suit you just fine.
Oh, no. I'm just an old-fashioned sort of chap.
Now, I am so sorry, dear boy.
I didn't mean to belt you in the face with a giant--
(thudding)
(garments rustling in wind)
(no audible dialogue)
-(wind chimes tinkling) -(wind rustling)
(gunshot)
Dewitt: This is what happens when you try to fight it.
Just let go.
You don't need to fight anymore, Kalia.
Just tell me what I need to know.
And you can leave all this behind.
(fire sizzling)
(gasping, sobbing)
(fire crackling)
Where are the notebooks?
(laughing)
(Kalia groaning)
What's happening? What did you give me?
You should feel honored.
This is the only bottle we have.
Bernhardt's opus.
They call it the God of Dreams.
I certainly know why.
How about you? What did you see?
(wailing)
I know how it feels to lose someone.
You don't know anything.
-(punching) -(grunting)
Go to hell. Go to hell!
No! Let go of me!
Gillis, not too much. We still need her.
(Kalia yelling, grunting)
(muffled fighting inside tent)
(Kalia yelling, panting)
(Kalia grunting continues)
Chi: We know the forest better than the Dutch.
We will be able to find Kalia.
Kalia has been gone for the whole day, Chi.
What are the chances that she's still alive?
Kalia is a fighter. She is a survivor.
If none of you have the balls to go out there and get her,
at least open the gates for my men.
-Maran: No. -Yes.
That is exactly what Dewitt wants.
Use Kalia as bait, and then mount an ambush.
So you're just going to leave her out there to die.
Kalia was overconfident.
Her plan failed.
Because of her actions, this town is in great danger.
Without a leader, Grisse is vulnerable.
I agree with the Sultan.
Kalia is as good as dead. Now it's time for survival.
A new leader is needed.
-I say Adnan. -What?
All those in favor of Sultan Adnan to be our new leader,
raise your hand.
This is bullshit.
-I, too, vote for the Sultan. -What?
Of all people. Maran.
She trusted you.
How could you?
Lena: The council has spoken, Chi.
Sultan Adnan is our leader now.
I suggest you follow the will of the majority.
Sorry. I'll pass.
Unlike the rest of the council,
backstabbing isn't my cup of tea.
Soldier: I want to toast... (indistinct)
(yelling)
Soldier: Get up, you drunken bastards!
-(kicking) -(neck cracking)
(yelling, laughing)
-(punching) -(grunting)
(blade clinking)
(Kalia panting)
(sniffles)
(Kalia breathing shakily)
(soldier gulping)
(coughs)
You must be thirsty.
(sniffs) Ka-li-a.
Come. Have a drink.
(choking, coughing)
I'm going to kill you.
I'm going to keep you alive until he knows what to do with you.
Until then, you're my dog.
Where are you going?
(grunts)
(evil chuckling)
No.
I'm going to have to slice you piece by piece.
(agonized groan)
(explosion)
What the hell?
(explosions continue)
(fire sizzling)
(explosions in distance)
Soldier: Are you okay? Get up!
You stay here with the girl.
Soldier: Hey!
(Kalia grunting)
-(thwacking) -(grunts)
Kalia: Let go of me!
(grunts, coughs)
(choking)
-(flesh slicing) -(soldier groans)
Kalia. Are you all right?
Ryuichi.
-Soldier: No. Please. -(gunshot)
-(fire crackling) -(clamoring)
(panting)
Kalia. Can you walk?
I think so.
Dewitt: Goddamn it.
Hunt them down. And do not fail me again.
(indistinct chatter)
(clapping)
Chi: Many of you here have followed me for a long time.
Since Batavia, when the Dutch massacred our people,
we lost many friends.
When we escape,
they call us outlaw.
They hunted us. Until we found this place.
But sadly, this town has now turned against us.
I want you all to listen to me carefully.
This place will be gone by tomorrow night.
And most of us will be dead. Killed.
Those who are lucky will be thrown into prison for life.
But there is a way out.
There is a secret tunnel out of Grisse.
And I will show you where it is.
For those of you stubborn enough to stay,
I just have one thing to say.
Don't be stupid.
We are out-numbered, out-weaponed,
-and half of us are women. -Bullshit.
You are a woman, too.
Ah.
But I'm unlike any woman.
(crowd laughing)
Look.
Don't be heroes. Take my offer.
Leave. Tonight.
Who here wishes to leave?
Chi. If we're all going to die tomorrow...
will you marry me?
(laughing, whistling)
(crowd cheering)
♪ ♪
(panting)
(Kalia panting)
-We should stop for a while. -No. I'm fine.
(Kalia breathing heavily)
Come.
We should be safe.
Rest for a while.
-The tunnel is not far. -(Kalia grunts)
(gasping)
(exhales)
You know, now I understand its power.
And why is everyone so obsessed with it.
The notebooks.
The God of Dreams.
I had a taste of it just now.
(Kalia sobs)
(sniffles)
I know it was just a dream, but...
it felt so real.
(sobs)
Everything I had lost comes back to me in that moment.
(sniffles) Ibu.
Anleh.
Our farm.
Even Papa.
(Kalia sobbing)
I wanted to stay in that dream forever.
I don't want to come back.
(crying)
(crying continues)
(door clatters open)
(muffled grunts through gag)
(muffled grunts continue)
(Moresby grunts)
(grunts)
It's time.
Lena: This is your last chance, Chi.
Recognize Sultan Adnan as your leader now.
And lay down your weapons immediately.
-Or else? -You fought with us to free this town from the Dutch.
We don't want any bloodshed.
Nobody has to die today.
Right now Grisse needs a strong leader.
And that leader is Sultan Adnan.
(scoffs)
That lame cock, I understand.
He would bend over for the highest bidder.
This shape-shifting cunt, even easier.
She and that peacock just want to play king and queen.
But you? You baffle me.
Is your head still stuck in your mother's vagina?
-Or are you really that dumb? -Sultan: Chi.
The real enemy is outside those gates.
He's been waiting for this.
Us...
fighting each other.
Are you so foolish... as to let Dewitt have his way--
I will not trust you any more than Dewitt.
-You are both rats and snakes from the same-- -Enough!
How dare you compare Sultan Adnan to the Dutch?
We don't need to hear any more of your insults.
Make your choice. Now.
Hmmph.
(Chi breathes heavily)
(low growling)
(straining noises)
(sighs)
Eat shit, bitch!
-(glopping) -(crowd gasping)
(swords clanging)
Kill them all!
(crowd yelling)
-(swords clashing) -(yelling)
(Kalia grunting, panting)
Ryuichi: Almost there.
Tanaka: Ryuichi!
(gun cocks)
Ryuichi: Kalia.
Go.
-What? No! -The town needs you. You must go.
This is my fight.
I'll be back. With help.
-(swords clashing) -(yelling in distance)
(battle cry)
(clamor continues)
Turn back now, Tanaka, and I will spare your life.
Traitor.
I could have easily killed you.
You were lucky the last time.
(sword clanging)
Now, you have nowhere to go.
And no woman to save you again.
Enough talk, Tanaka.
Today, we end this.
(sword clanging)
-(shouting) -(swords clanging)
-(grunting)
(both grunting)
(swords clashing)
(metal clinking)
-(panting) -(low growling)
(flesh slicing)
(panting)
(rhythmic heavy breathing)
(battle cry)
(swords clinking)
(sword hacking flesh)
(soft pained grunting)
-(tendons cracking) -(pained grunt)
-(shouting) -(strained grunt)
-(both yelling) -(thudding)
(groans)
(both panting)
(sword clinking)
You are a disgrace.
-(sword swishing) -(wood snapping)
I have waited for this moment, traitor.
(yelling)
(flesh tearing)
(flesh puncturing)
-(blood dripping) -(gagging)
I'm not a traitor. I am samurai.
-(flesh tearing) -(blood gushing)
(gagging)
(thudding)
-(breathing heavily) -(sniffling)
(breathing slows)
(elevator rumbling, clanging)
(grunts)
(low creaking)
Moresby: Oh, don't shoot!
Moresby.
Thank God you're alive.
Listen, I have to tell you--
-(Moresby groans) -You are not supposed to be running around.
Please, wait. All right? Just... wait.
We have to leave.
-Now. -I don't have time for this.
-Oh, please. Wait. Please! -Let go of me!
You don't understand. It's over. It's all over.
Adnan has taken over the town.
-No. Maran would not let-- -Maran is Adnan's man now.
I beg you. Please, Kalia.
Forget Maran. Forget this wretched town.
Forget everything.
Leave with me.
I can't.
♪ ♪
(woman crying softly)
(chuckles)
This is just the beginning.
(scoffs)
What happened?
Maran.
So, it's true, then.
♪ ♪
MAN: I'm doing this for the cause.
For our people.
For us.
-(CROWD JEERING) -♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
We did not choose Adnan to be our leader.
Can I trust you?
-(GUN COCKS) -(MULTIPLE GUNS COCKING)
I am no one's lap dog.
Is it done?
♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪