- Look out aloft.
Cut that rigging free.
Get that mast over the side.
- Clear the guns.
You, up aloft to clear the lines.
Clear all the lines.
Come on.
Get that gun firing.
Bring her around, man, hard-a-lee.
- She's not answering, captain.
- Give me a hand here.
Take over the helm.
Steady as she goes.
- We are holed, captain.
Right on the water line.
- Hard over, disengage.
Get below, mister.
Plug the holes.
Close the gun ports.
Set the foresail!
We're disengaging, bosun.
- Aye, captain.
- What did he say?
- We're running, thank God.
- Right, come on.
Jump to it.
Look lively with that foresail.
- You mustn't disengage.
It's cowardice.
Cowardice and treachery.
- Get out of my way.
- You are not a pirate now.
You are part of the Spanish Navy.
I am taking command of this ship.
I order you to go below.
I am taking command of this ship.
Return to your battle stations.
Now you...
- He's still alive.
- Throw him overboard.
No, wait.
Take him below, I'll deal with him later.
- We've stopped the flow of water, sir.
But it's a makeshift job, it won't get us back to Spain
if we strike rough weather.
- All right, now, come on, break it up.
There's work to be done.
- But we're burying our dead, bosun,
our comrades-in-arms.
- Baraosso was one of those killed, wasn't he?
- Aye.
- Well, who's got the gold nugget he wore around his neck?
Give it to me.
- If you want it, you'll take it from me
like any of the others got to.
- I'll take it.
Next time, move more quickly.
Pepe.
- Captain? - You know this coastline?
- Oh yes, captain.
I was a prisoner here for two years in '79.
- Very well, you come below to my cabin.
You too, bosun.
- Well, they're all cleaned.
Who's gonna read the burial service?
- I'll do it.
- This inlet here, do you know it?
- Oh, yes, captain.
I've been across them marshes there half a dozen times.
- Nothing smaller than a town marked on this map.
Do you remember any villages?
- Villages?
- Oh, I. - Yes or no?
- No, there couldn't have been, captain.
I'll tell you why, 'cause we was looking for a tavern.
- Now, if there'd been a... - You can go.
- What do you have in mind, captain?
- The tide's setting us in towards that inlet.
We'll lower the longboat
and row into the marshes as far as we can go.
- Top of the tide's in two hours, sir.
- And when it ebbs, we'll be aground.
- Exactly.
That'll give us time to repair the hull and the mast
and get some of the...
- Beg pardon, sir,
but it'll be spring tide in two days.
That only gives us four days
before we have to float off again.
- I'm well aware of the tides, mister.
- But we haven't enough men
to make the repairs in four days, sir.
We've lost nearly half the ship's company
since we left Spain and have no craftsmen.
It's not possible.
- Mister, you will have this ship repaired
and ready to come up in four days from now.
Is that quite clear?
- I'll get the longboat out, captain.
It'll be a tough rowing and the men are exhausted.
- If we're still here in the morning,
we'll be a sitting target
for every English ship that sees us.
And make no mistake about it, bosun, they'll be looking.
- Aye, captain.
- Where are you going, mister?
- To take charge of the longboat, sir.
- I'll do that.
You stay aboard, guard the prisoner.
- Prisoner, sir?
- Yes.
Your highborn friend, Don Jose Margella.
Inciting the crew to mutiny.
If he's still alive in the morning, I'm going to hang him.
- No bottom.
Three fathoms.
Two fathoms.
One fathom, five.
One fathom, four.
- I'll have a word with the captain about this.
- The day the captain listens to you, I'm jumping ship.
- Quiet aft.
- One fathom, two.
One fathom, dead.
- He'll have us aground in a minute.
- He knows what he's doing.
- Yeah?
If he knows so much, why did he get us in the armada
in the first place?
- Next man to talk loses his tongue.
- Five feet.
Five feet.
Five feet and dropping.
- Slip the tow rope.
Helm hard over.
- What?
What was that?
- I told you, Don Jose,
we're putting into the English marshes to make repairs.
- Oh, yes.
I'd forgotten.
England?
- We're too badly damaged to get back to Spain.
It had to be England or France.
We're just as likely to be murdered
in either place if we're caught.
- He tried to murder me.
Now he's risking all your lives.
- He's doing the right thing for the ship
and the ship's company.
- I don't understand you.
Manuel.
You know the,
you know the kind of man he is.
Yet
you agree with everything he does.
- Personal feelings don't enter into it.
I think he's harsh, yes.
Brutal even.
But he's my commanding officer.
And as long as this ship is in the service
of King Philip of Spain,
I'm bound to support and obey him.
You, of all people, must know what the meaning of duty is.
- It really is deserted.
- I don't like it, though.
We're bottled up here.
If anything should happen, we'd not stand a chance.
- A woman!
- Antonio, Pedro, get her.
- Over there.
- Hey, look at her go.
- I don't want to harm you,
but I need information and I intend to get it.
Now, where are you from?
- Polruan. - Where's that?
- Across the marshes. - How far?
- About two miles.
How big is it?
- It's pretty big.
It's quite big, in fact.
It has a fort and about 100 soldiers and cannons.
- Show me.
- That.
- This is where we are.
That's 30 miles away.
- Your map must be wrong, or you've made a mistake.
That's the inlet you're in.
- This place is called Trebah.
You said you were from Polruan.
Polruan's too small to be on this map.
You wanted me to think Polruan was big, didn't you?
That I'd be too frightened to attack it,
knowing that your relatives and the men of the village,
like all the English, are cowards.
- You are fright... - They aren't cowards.
They're fighting with the fleet.
Every one of them volunteered.
- So all the young men are away from the village.
Thank you.
Bosun.
- Pepe.
- Aye, bosun.
- Take her out.
- Aye, aye.
- Lock her up.
Bring me the key.
- Aye, captain.
Go on.
- Come on.
- We'll have to take that village, bosun.
- There's a bare 20 of us, captain.
- She discovered us.
Others are bound to in the next four days.
Besides, there'll be craftsmen there.
Smiths, carpenters.
Women who can sew sails.
The first officer can reconnoitre for us.
Tell him I want to see him.
- Aye, sir.
- Captain. - Well?
- I don't trust him on a job like this.
It's not as though he was one of us.
- Apart from you, bosun, he's the only one I can trust.
You send the crew ashore and the first smell of a tavern
would drive everything clean out of their heads.
But that one, he'd sooner cut his own throat
than assist the enemies of the King of Spain.
- Now, you be nice to me and we're gonna get along fine.
- Well, why are they keeping me here?
I'm of no use to the Spanish navy.
The navy?
What, us?
Well, we're pirates, ma'am.
- Pirates?
Well, I thought you were part of the armada.
- Well, we were, temporarily.
But when the armada was beaten, we resigned.
- Beaten?
- Pepe.
The captain wants the first officer.
Find him.
Key?
- I'm going round to the other side.
You two stay here, don't move.
There are people about, so keep your voices down.
- This is the life, isn't it?
- You ain't got no ambition, that's your trouble.
I wish we'd never got mixed up
in this armada affair in the first place.
Where's the profit?
- But supposing we won.
We'd have had the run of all England.
All the looting we wanted.
And legal too.
Do you remember the time when we...?
Quick, under the hut before she sees us.
- I'm going after her.
- Don't be a fool.
Hello, hello, hello.
Let me go!
Help!
- Gag her before she has the whole village here.
Come on.
- Harry.
Harry, there's two men after me, strangers.
- Strangers?
Spaniards.
- We'll have to take both of them.
- Mr. Miller!
Mr. Bragg!
Somebody, help!
- I've a good mind to run you through here and now.
- Harry.
- Father, they're Spaniards.
I know their stink.
How did you get here?
- Find out.
- I intend to.
- Harry.
We all know how you feel about them.
But leave it to Sir Basil.
That's the best way.
- Smiler.
Run and fetch Sir Basil and bring him to the square.
Tell him we've got a couple of Spaniards for him.
Go on.
- Come on.
- Here's the two Spaniards, Sir Basil.
Here they are.
- Who tied these two men to the whipping post?
- We did.
- On whose authority, may I ask?
- They're Spaniards, they're our prisoners.
- I am the law in this village.
No one may be detained without my permission.
- We need your permission to capture the queen's enemies?
The rest of the village is at war, or haven't you noticed?
- Don't be insolent.
Who are you and what are you doing here?
- We're sailors, sir.
- What ship?
- The good ship Diablo, sir.
- The Spanish ship?
What are you doing here?
Are you with the armada?
- We were with the armada, yes, sir,
and then there was a storm.
- Stand aside there.
I am Don Manuel Rodriguezy Savilla,
an officer in the service of King Philip of Spain.
I understand by your treatment of my men
that the news has not yet reached this village.
- What news?
- The great victory of the Spanish Armada.
- Release the two prisoners.
- There was no celebrating, no flags flying,
nothing to indicate that they had received news
of a great victory.
- So you assumed they hadn't.
- I had to do something when I saw those two fools
had been caught.
So I decided to bluff my way through.
Luckily, it worked.
- Very well.
So as far as the village is concerned,
the rest of the country is occupied
and they can't send for help.
They've got to go on believing that.
You say there's only one road out?
- Yes, sir.
- We shall have to blockade that,
and no one will be allowed to leave.
Bosun.
You will warn the crew that if anyone lets slip
what really happened to the armada,
I will personally cut out his tongue.
- Quiet!
Quiet, it's no use behaving like this.
You must face up to things.
The Spaniards were victorious.
They now rule this country.
But that's no reason why we shouldn't continue to live
as we have been doing.
- He's never had to live under them.
- That's right.
- Please, please, my children.
Sir Basil is right.
We are all God's children under the skin.
- The Spaniards don't think so.
That's one of the reasons we're fighting this war.
- We must accept them as we find them.
We must free our hearts of hatred.
These evils are in us all.
- This is terrible news.
Hello, Tom.
- Is Jane with you, Miss Angela?
- No.
- Harry, do you know where your sister was going?
- She said something about taking out the boat, Father.
- It is not the end we'd hoped for.
When they come, we will treat them like brothers.
Take them into our homes.
No!
- Thank you, vicar.
Now, we haven't long to prepare for their welcome.
- Welcome?
Whose side are you on?
- Harry, please.
He's doing the best for the village.
- For his own skin, you mean.
- You're not fair to Father.
He's not a fighting man like you.
He just wants peace for everybody.
- The first peaceful course is accommodation.
I shall invite their leader to stay with me
at the manor house.
Now who else is going to offer a room to these men?
Very well, you're forcing me to do something I dislike.
I order all of you who are my tenants
to prepare a room in your house for a Spaniard.
Anyone who disobeys will be dispossessed.
That is all.
- Please, Harry, don't make any trouble.
I don't want anything else to happen to you.
- Well, we'd better find Jane.
I'm worried about your sister being out there
with the Spaniards about.
Harry.
- Father, I've gotta talk to you.
You two as well.
Come on.
- You're to stay away from him, Angela.
I still intend to marry him, Father.
- I wish he'd never escaped from Spain.
He'll make trouble for all of us.
- Now listen, when the armada was first sighted,
we saw the beacons.
We helped pass the warning on.
Why haven't we heard the bells now?
- Yes, that's right.
A peal for victory, a slow toll for defeat.
- What are you suggesting, Harry?
- Oh, I just feel there's something wrong, that's all.
Look, I sailed with Drake for four years.
Now, this just isn't possible.
- You've got to face the facts, Harry.
We all know what the Spaniards did to you,
and you've every reason to hate them.
But they've won, they're here.
That proves it.
- Does it?
How many are here?
How much of England have they occupied?
How much of our army is destroyed?
- Do we know that? - Of course we don't.
- Then someone might still be fighting.
Some sort of resistance might be organising.
Well, if it is, I want to be part of it.
- I think we all would want to.
- Then you've got to find out.
We must hide our arms before the Spaniards arrive,
then send someone to find out what's happening.
- Look, shouldn't we bring Sir Basil in on this?
- No, I wouldn't trust him.
- He's just interested in being on the winning side.
- Better keep it to the four of us until we know for sure.
- I could go tonight, now.
- No.
Let's be careful about this.
Sir Basil doesn't trust us.
If one of us disappeared, he'd notice it.
He'd guess we were up to something.
It has to be someone he won't miss.
- Then it can't be any of the men.
- Smiler. - He's too young.
- No.
No, he's a sensible lad.
He could go to my two brothers.
There's one over at Lowey, the other at Colhaven.
I'll get him.
- Come on over here.
- Here's to the Spanish occupation.
Wine, women and someone else to do the work.
- More women. - Come on then.
- Than I've seen in a year. - Fall in over there.
Look lively.
Jump to it.
Leave the flagons here.
Grande, Pablo.
You stay here on guard.
- Here's something to help you forget about the women.
The food's in the lockers on deck.
- Fine.
- Look after the girl.
See she doesn't escape.
- Aye, captain.
- Tom?
Now, you're not frightened, are you?
- Course not, I've been to uncle's before on my own.
- Now, just repeat the messages for me.
- You've got arms hidden.
You've men who'll fight if resistance is being organised.
And there was something else.
- Now, if they send messages,
it must only be to Tom or myself.
- Yes, that's it.
Bye, Father.
- Make sure you're back day after tomorrow.
- They're coming, Sir Basil.
They're coming.
- Just in time.
- They're not soldiers, it's just a ship's company.
- Halt.
Face forward.
- I am Sir Basil Smeeton,
lord of the manor.
- Captain Robeles.
- Allow me to present my daughter, Angela.
I've arranged accommodation for your men, captain.
Perhaps you would do me the honour of being my personal guest
at the manor house.
- Naturally.
- Oh, yes, yes.
This is our local parson, Brown.
- God be with you, captain, and welcome to Polruan.
- Bosun,
dismiss the men.
- Dismissed.
The tavern.
- I wish Jane was back.
I don't want her running into any of these.
- I told you to blockade the road.
Get two men out of that tavern
- and do it at once. - Yes, sir.
What about the craftsmen we need for the repairs?
Shall I get them ready?
- Just do as I tell you, mister.
- Exuberant bunch of lads, captain.
I hope they won't do too much damage.
- They'll do as much as I let them.
- Yes, yes, yes, quite, of course.
Now, I suppose there are certain matters
you'll want to discuss?
- There'll be no discussions, Sir Basil.
I'll tell you what I want, you'll see it's done.
Now, show me the manor house.
- Yes, captain.
Come along, Angela.
We'll show you the way.
- If he touches Angela.
- You're not carrying a knife.
- No one can see it.
- Harry, not with the Spaniards about.
- Are you going to look for Jane, or do I have to?
- All right, I'll go.
- Harry.
- If she's seen the Spaniards,
she may leave the boat and come back across the marshes.
Look there first.
- All right.
- Sailor.
You and one other, outside.
You'll do.
Outside.
- Would you mind saying that again, mister?
- You heard me the first time.
Outside, both of you.
- Oh, it's outside you want, is it?
He wants us outside.
- Then outside we better go, hadn't we?
- After you, sir.
- Bosun.
Have these two men locked up.
- Only the captain can order punishment on our ship.
- Very well.
I'm ordering you outside.
Pick him up.
- You pick him up.
You put him there.
- For the last time, pick him up.
Your mates think you need some help.
That's not true, is it?
- No. - No what?
- No, sir.
Then pick him up.
You two will take the next guard in two hours' time.
Understand?
- Yeah.
- Bosun, come with me.
Over there is the road out of the village.
Go there and wait for me.
Bosun.
I want you to understand one thing quite clearly.
Whether you like it or not,
by the time we get back to Spain,
I aim to have a crew working under me
that does what it's told when it's told.
Back to Spain?
- What are you laughing at?
- We're bound for the Indies, mister.
We've finished with the armada.
It's back to the old trade for us.
You ask the captain.
- Piracy?
- What else?
It's a grand life.
You'll enjoy it.
I'll see the road blockaded for you, sir.
- Give me the key.
- The key? - The girl.
- What about the captain?
- The captain's at shore in the village
and that's full of them.
Come on, give it to me.
- The gun port.
The captain will have us killed for sure.
- Well, it wasn't our fault, was it?
- Oh, you try and tell him that.
Look.
- Give me a hand, I'm stuck.
- Come on, come on.
No, help me, I'm sinking.
- Here.
- Yes?
What do you want?
- I understand, sir, that you're not returning to Spain.
- That's correct.
- But the armada will be reformed, sir.
King Philip must try again.
There's so much at stake.
- That sort of talk's for priests and women.
And you.
- With due respect, sir,
may I remind you that you accepted His Majesty's commission.
You have a duty, as I have.
- Duty?
Don't provoke me too far, mister.
I've done without you before, I'll do without you again.
- Sir, I request that you put me ashore in Spain.
- Mister, you're not in a position to make any requests.
You've got no choice.
I'm not going near Spain and you're hardly likely
to stay in England, are you?
Your sense of honour won't allow you to consort
with the enemies of King Philip, will it?
Your type.
You sicken me with your pious attitudes.
- There is one alternative, sir.
- You think you can kill me?
- Yes.
- And then what?
Are you going to persuade the crew
that it's their duty to go back to Spain with you?
You're a bigger fool than I thought you were.
You treacherous swine.
I warned you.
- Go ahead, sir.
- Death before dishonour, is that it?
The easy way out.
No, mister.
You're coming back to the Indies with us.
I'm gonna strip you of your fancy ideas one by one
until you're no better than the rest of us.
- Jane?
Jane!
- Over there.
- Jane!
Jane!
- Harry.
Here.
Help me.
- Get the branch.
Good, give me your other hand.
Put your foot on that branch.
Make it to the bank, jump.
Jane.
What happened?
How did you get here?
- I had to hide.
They were chasing me.
I got away from their ship.
But they.
Oh, no.
- I thought you'd lead us to her.
All right, you look after the girl.
I'll deal with this one.
That won't do you much good.
- Harry.
Harry.
- Part of my fortune comes from the wine trade, captain.
Now that we can trade with your country,
I'd be prepared to pay handsomely for any wine concessions.
The better wines, of course.
- I don't think the captain
is interested in quality, Father.
- Trade can wait.
What I want are craftsmen.
Your carpenters, labourers, sailmakers, smiths.
They'll all be ready to work on the Diablo in the morning.
- Diablo?
That means the devil, doesn't it?
The villagers all have their living to make, captain.
I don't think they'll be able to spare much time.
- We all experience hardships in time of war.
- The war's over.
- And you lost.
- I'll speak to the villagers
first thing in the morning, captain.
- Do it now, Sir Basil.
- It's late to.
We must do as the captain asks, Father.
I'll come with you.
- Sit down.
- What is the meaning of this?
- There's a blockade across the road out of the village.
- I put it there.
- Why?
- I don't have to give my reasons.
- But tomorrow is market day at Canbury.
The people have to leave at five in the morning.
- Nobody will leave.
- You have no right. - I have every right,
including the right to kill you where you stand.
- Tom, he meant no offence, captain.
- Please, Tom.
Please.
- Very well, Miss Angela.
- Tom,
what is it?
- It's Harry.
He's out in the marshes looking for Jane.
He doesn't know about the blockade.
- Hold there, or I shoot.
- What's wrong with her?
- She's hurt.
I'm taking her home.
- You see her before anywhere?
- Aye, and she knows about the...
- All right.
All right, lad.
You better get her home quick.
She looks bad hurt.
Just a moment, lad.
- Get her home quickly.
- You, after them, quick.
You, on guard.
Did anyone escape?
Did anyone get out?
- No.
- I intended a peaceful occupation,
but you have made that impossible.
Two of my men have been murdered.
I will give you one warning only.
If there is any more trouble,
if one of you lifts a finger against any one of my men,
I will flog every person in this village.
Carry on, bosun.
- You heard the captain.
Now, get under way.
You got a lot of work ahead of you.
- Bosun? - Right here.
- Mister, I want to see you.
Why isn't that man working on the ship?
- I work where my forge is.
If you've work for me to do,
you'll have to have it brought here.
- And what about him?
- I need him to work the bellows.
- The girl, where is she?
- Why?
- Keep her hidden.
If the captain sees her, he'll kill her.
- I don't understand him.
- What do you mean?
- He's the one who saved Jane and me last night.
- Killed his own men?
- And for some reason, doesn't tell his own captain.
- How is Jane?
- Still unconscious.
- You two.
- For someone who won a sea battle,
they seem to be in a bit of a state.
- Yes.
- What's wrong?
- Those guards they killed last night.
- What about them?
- Well, they'll shoot on sight now.
Young Smiler, he's coming back tomorrow morning.
He doesn't know that road is blocked.
- You men on the deck, get on with it!
- Harry.
- Angela.
- Jane.
What happened to her, is she all right?
- Her head is cut.
One of the Spaniards hit her.
- What?
Well, what happened?
- I found her in the marshes.
She said they were chasing her,
something about being on their ship.
- How could she mean?
- I don't know.
And two Spaniards found us and attacked us.
I had to kill them.
- Oh, Harry.
You must get away.
If they find out, they'll kill you.
- They won't find those bodies now.
They'll be at the foot of the marsh.
- Pirates.
- Jane,
it's Angela.
- The pirates.
Have they gone?
- Pirates?
- No, they're still here.
- We must send for help.
- There's nowhere to send, Jane.
The armada won.
Spaniards are everywhere.
- But the Spanish Armada
was sunk.
The pirates, they told me so.
Our fleet
won.
- Father, it's Jane, she's recovered.
She says these men are pirates.
- Pirates? - Yes.
The armada was beaten.
England isn't occupied.
This is only a ship's crew.
Is she certain?
- She just told us.
Angela's with her.
- Wait a minute.
We'll have to organise the whole village, and quickly.
- They won't listen to us.
Come and see.
- I'm going up to see Sir Basil.
- I don't believe it, the girl's hysterical.
You said her head was injured.
- I spoke to her myself.
She's calm and quite positive.
She was on their ship, Sir Basil.
- They may not have been telling her the truth.
- Vicar, you don't want to believe it
because it means we'll have to fight them
and some of us may be killed.
- We can't fight them.
Don't be ridiculous.
- But we must. - No, Tom.
We'll repair their ship as quickly as possible
and then they'll go quietly away.
- But they won't go quietly.
They'll burn and loot.
- Not if we don't provoke them.
- Looting is their trade, it's how they live.
We've got to stop them, Sir Basil.
We've got to arm ourselves,
surprise them and overpower them.
You must see that.
- I don't agree with you, Tom.
And I speak now for the whole village.
You're not to do anything that will antagonise them
or bring reprisals against our property and people.
Do you understand?
- Yes, I understand you perfectly, Sir Basil.
- We'll have to do something about him, Vicar.
He'll get us all killed.
- If it's God's will we be killed...
- God's will or not,
you don't want to die any more than I do.
So start thinking of a way out.
- Halt.
Dismissed.
- My father wants to see you both at once.
- Well, is Smiler back already?
- No.
- Oh, well, can't it wait, then?
I'm worn-out.
- No, come on, it's important.
Look what we've found, mates.
Get the wine, Antonio.
Go on.
- Is that all you ever think about, drinking?
- Oh, no, not all.
What's the matter?
You didn't mind last night.
- Yes, and what happened last night?
One kiss and you got so drunk, you fell asleep on the table.
- All I get is beer.
- I'll cut your liver out for that.
- Hold on a minute, mates.
We don't want any killing tonight.
Who started it?
- He did.
He threw beer over my girl.
- Then you call it.
- Heads.
- Heads it is.
- Come on, lads. - Let's go.
Draw the line.
- There we are.
- Come on, me darling.
- What's happening?
- You'll see.
Gustavo, you called it, right?
What's your choice?
- I'll take first.
- Get ready.
Now!
Hurry it up, Pedro. She's wobbling.
- Come on, Pedro. - Get up, come on.
- Come on. - Come on, Pedro.
Now.
- Get in there, Gustavo.
Kill him.
- Five swords and two pistols.
That's all the arms we've got,
so we can't fight them on our own.
- There's arms at the manor house,
if only Sir Basil would join us.
Now, put those away, Harry.
- Smiler.
He should be back in the morning.
He might bring help with him.
- I doubt it.
Once he tells your brothers the Spaniards are here,
they'll send for the militia.
Take them three or four days to march over
from Gromwall Castle.
- So we've got to delay the pirates
until the militia get here.
We've got to slow down on the repairs, sabotage the ship.
- Suppose we can't delay them.
You said they'd loot and burn the village before they go.
So, what about the women?
They won't be safe.
- We'll have to hide them somewhere.
- Out in the marsh, perhaps.
- Yes, good.
We must plan every detail, just in case there's any.
- Take him.
I should kill the lot of you now.
But I need you to work on the ship.
- Sir Basil?
You will assemble the whole village here in the morning.
And get him locked up, now.
- As you say, captain.
This way.
- Come on, Gustavo. - Come on, don't give up.
- Come on. - Come on.
- Come on, jump.
- Now.
- Hit him, hit him.
- Hey, man.
- Get back in there. - Push him back.
- Now, stay on the line.
It's my turn.
- You ready? - Yeah.
Well, come on, what are you waiting for?
Now!
- Hey, you hit him with a tankard.
- So?
- So well done.
- Stop!
- Shall I flog him, sir?
- This evening, with a dozen lashes.
But get a good day's work out of him first, bosun.
- Come on.
You two, over there.
Now, spread out.
Right, now get on back to the ship.
Come on.
- Smiler.
- Mister, take a man and find out what that is.
- Parco.
- Come on.
Caught him trying to sneak in, captain.
- Why?
Where are you from?
- Excuse me, captain.
But that boy was here in the village
when me and Antonio was caught.
- That's correct, sir.
I thought I recognised him.
- So they sent you out for help, did they?
How old are you?
- Seven?
- I'm 11.
11?
Are you frightened of me?
- No.
- They are. - My father isn't.
- Oh, yes he is.
I can make him tell me things just like all the others.
- He wouldn't.
- How do you think my men were ready for you
at the blockade?
- It isn't true.
- No, wait.
- You mustn't expect your father
to be different from the others.
- My dad wouldn't tell.
I don't believe you.
- All right.
Tell them there's no more Spaniards.
Tell them there's help coming.
Then you'll see they're too frightened to care.
Are you afraid to find out?
- Listen, everyone.
It's all lies he's telling you.
There aren't Spaniards in the other villages.
England beat the Armada.
It isn't hopeless.
The militia are coming.
- Stop it, boy!
Stop it!
- I won't stop, they are coming.
Uncle Joe sent for them.
They'll be here in three days.
- In three days.
Gustavo, they're not working hard enough.
Use your rope on them.
I want that new mizzen rigging in as well by tomorrow night.
- You heard the captain.
Faster.
I'll have every inch of skin off your backs.
Did you hear that?
We're away tomorrow night.
- The headsails are patched, sir.
The main sail should be done by tonight.
- See that it is.
They'll need tomorrow for the mizzen sails.
The tiller been tested?
- At high water, captain.
It's as good as new.
- Provisions? - Water's coming today, sir.
- Food's organised.
We'll collect that at the last minute.
- Right.
I'll see the repairs below.
- Harry, you said there were ways to sabotage this ship.
You've got to think.
- Think?
All I can think about is my father
swinging on the end of a rope.
- Bosun, you will make it two dozen lashes.
- This one will be ready, sir.
It's the forward hold I'm worried about.
- Jump to it, or you'll all be flogged.
Use a little more caulking there.
Pitch, that's highly inflammable.
An accident with that
and the whole ship would go up in flames.
- Was he trying to?
- No.
- Oh, it must be a trap of some sort.
- That's it.
A fire leading to the gunpowder.
- But all our people would be killed.
- Not if we leave it till the ship sails.
Set a fuse.
- Wait for them to get into deep water.
- But how shall we know when they sail?
- And how do we get aboard to light the fuse?
- I don't know
yet.
- Jane.
- Get out of here.
I don't want to see you again.
- Jane, I'm not responsible for what my father did.
- I don't trust anyone.
- Would you give these to Harry?
I stole them from my father.
I'll try to bring some more down later.
- You want to help?
I love Harry.
I know him, he'll want to fight and delay them
till the militia get here.
- Oh, Angela.
- 19.
20.
21.
22.
23.
24.
- Cut him down.
Bosun, you know what to do.
- Aye, captain, in half an hour.
- Harry.
Harry, do you understand me?
The men heard him say it.
They want that mizzen ready tomorrow night.
- High tide tomorrow night's at nine.
He could go on that.
- But then he'd have to navigate the estuary in the dark.
- Well, he might wait till the next morning.
- No, that's too risky.
The militia might get here early.
- He'll go tomorrow night.
- I'll get the women away in the afternoon.
- Now,
how do we set the fuse?
Unless that officer might help us.
- No, no.
We can't trust him.
One of us must go aboard during
the day.
Captain, my apologies.
- I'm not staying.
Get your cloak.
- I'm not going anywhere. - You're leaving with me.
- Get your cloak. - Sorry captain,
- I don't understand. - We're leaving, Sir Basil.
And in case any of your people should get any foolish ideas
I'm taking six hostages, your daughter will be one of them.
No.
- I won't allow it.
I'm not just anyone, Captain Robeles.
Let me remind you of my position.
- I won't tell you again.
Get your cloak.
- No, Angela.
You'll have to kill me first.
- If you insist.
- No, no.
No, no!
Take her to the village.
Got all the gold?
- Aye, captain.
- That's six of them, captain.
- We are leaving.
And I am taking those six girls as hostages
when we sail on the morning tide.
- Morning?
- If any of you try to interfere with our departure
or there is an English ship waiting in the channel,
those girls will be hanged.
All right then, move off.
- Is he bluffing?
Can he sail in the morning?
Harry, can he?
- Yes, he can.
He doesn't need the mizzen.
It was only a blind.
- So he's beaten us.
- Excuse me, sir.
We ought to take some of these men to help launch us.
The ship's sitting heavier than it was
with the new rigging and all the provisions.
We may not be able just to tow her off.
- Very well, mister.
But put a guard on the ship and keep the men back
until we need them.
- Right, I want a working party
to help launch the ship tomorrow.
You.
You, you.
You two.
You.
You, you, and you.
You three.
- Bragg.
Take these.
Keep one and pass the others around.
- What are you gonna do?
- I don't know yet,
but that young officer's on our side.
I'm sure he'll think of something.
We've got to be ready.
Now, go on.
- It's Harry.
Oh, Harry!
- Mister.
Take charge of the shorelines and stand by to cast off
as soon as the kedge is set.
- Aye, sir.
- What are they doing?
- They'll take the longboat, drop the kedge anchor,
and haul her out on that.
Go on.
- You two on the top there.
Stand by that line and free it when I give the order.
You two on the end,
stand by down here to cast off the forward line.
- Bosun, get the longboats under way.
It'll be high water in 10 minutes.
- Aye, captain. - 10 minutes?
- No. - Get back there.
Come on now.
- Get those women below.
And then stand by on deck.
- Aye aye, captain.
Come on, get down below there.
Go on, get on with it.
Come on now.
- Steady that rope.
- Captain will want the yards manned
when we get out in the wind.
You three better get aloft.
I'll keep an eye on this lot.
- Good luck, Harry.
- I see you took my advice.
- 15 minute fuses. - Shorten them.
And spread that pitch around a bit.
Have you shortened the fuses?
Light them.
Now, down here.
Keep down.
You stay there.
And you, come over here.
- Fire!
Fire below!
- Smoke's coming out of the hold.
- Oh, there's enough there to take care of that.
- Hey!
- Go!
- Come on, over.
- Port oars, backwater.
Starboard oars, pull.
- Come on.
- Get the girls away.
- But you... - The ship will explode.
- Get back!
Get back, everyone!
She'll explode in a minute!
- Come on, you lubbers!
Get down.
- Come on!
- Get down!
Get down!