Captain John Smith and Pocahontas Page #3

who has much magic.

Our friends need not fear.

There was a pale skin here

many moons before you came.

Raleigh, he was called. We met many times.

Great Chief, we come bearing gifts in peace.

Powhatan knows the gifts

the pale skins bring to his people.

The sickness which changes the skin

to evil scale.

The sickness which eats away the flesh

and the lungs.

And with these gifts, comes treachery...

and words spoken with a forked tongue.

Nantaquas saw what we can do

against our enemies...

if we wish to call on our magic.

Nantaquas has not seen as many pale skins

as Powhatan.

He does not know

that they wear a metal skin...

above their own.

Now I have stripped you of your magic.

It'll make a good cooking pot for my women.

The rogue means to kill you.

It is plain he has no love for me.

And the next one will tell.

You have the heart of the eagle.

You have earned the right to die,

but not by the death of slow fire.

What does he mean?

Just that we each die quickly,

instead of being tortured.

You will die by the hand of Opechanco.

He is my first warrior.

I give you that honor.

By combat?

Opechanco cannot meet you in combat

except in battle.

Why not here, now?

If you were a member of the tribe,

you could look forward to that.

For him to refuse would be a disgrace.

And the one who conquered

could decide the fate of the other.

But you are a prisoner.

Opechanco is your executioner.

Release him.

I beg Powhatan,

listen to his daughter's words.

Opechanco's tongue is a stranger to truth.

This white skin and his friends

are not our enemies.

They wish to live with us as our brothers.

If you send them

to the land of the shadow...

the Great Spirit will turn his face

away from our people.

Pocahontas begs mercy from Powhatan.

Pocahontas asks him

to give her this man's life.

White skins have cast magic

on Powhatan's daughter.

Her tongue speaks,

but her ears are deaf to her words.

Why does Opechanco have such poison

in his heart for the white skins?

What injury have they done him

or to his house?

Fine words from one

who has yet to get his first scalp.

They are not for a warrior's ears.

Warrior's ears? Slaughterer's ears!

I have not given permission for bloodshed

between brothers of the tribe.

Powhatan, you see how the spilling of blood

leads to bloodshed.

This man has done no wrong

to visit Powhatan in peace.

Only if his arm be raised to strike,

should Powhatan strike in turn.

If Pocahontas asks for this man's life,

does she remember the law of the tribe?

Pocahontas knows.

Let the white skin's life be spared.

Do you suppose they mean to make him

a member of the tribe?

Well, if they do, why exclude us?

What do you think, John?

Does it help my appearance?

Well, it's a sight any Londoner

would gladly pay six pence to see.

Remember this if you ever have to

make a living back there.

What does it all mean?

You like Indian wedding dress?

- Wedding?

- You marry with Pocahontas.

Is that why you saved my life?

When Powhatan give Pocahontas your life,

she must marry you.

- That is our law.

- Do you want to marry me?

The Great Spirit does not like killing.

Indian kill white man,

white man kill Indian...

not good.

So, it's to keep the peace.

Yes.

She marries you to keep the peace

between the white man and the Indian.

John, it's a heathenish union.

It will guarantee a bond of friendship

with the Indians...

and a sufficiency of food

for the settlement.

And it'll mean we'll be able to live

and trade in peace with them.

It may well be

that on the shoulders of that Indian girl...

will rest the whole future of Virginia.

My daughter, Pocahontas,

has claimed your life.

By the law of that tribe,

that life is yours.

I am grateful to her.

I do not smile upon this marriage.

But my daughter Pocahontas tells me

it will make her heart blossom.

I want her to be happy.

I'm grateful to you also, Powhatan.

I do not say I can love the white skin...

but there is no reason

why we should not live together in peace.

If the white skin will only realize

the earth and all it bears...

does not belong only to them.

We came in peace

with friendship in our hearts...

for our brothers of the forest.

Then let Pocahontas be the evidence

of the friendship we bear for each other.

It's sacrilege for John Smith

to do this thing.

Mayhap, my friend.

But it'll be most pleasant of a cold night.

- Gold, men. I found gold.

- Gold?

- It's a fortune.

- A fortune? It's 50 fortunes.

And it lies just beneath the surface

of the earth for the taking.

- Gold without measure.

- How did you find it?

I was digging for some roots to eat.

It seems strangely light for gold.

It's flake of the mineral,

with but little weight until melted down.

Then we're like to be the richest men

ever to return to England.

Only if we do not lose our heads

and keep our own counsel.

- How do you mean?

- By terms of contract...

the Council of London made

with this colony...

all gold and precious metals

belong to the company.

We're powerless. We all signed it.

When the King granted this colony

to the company...

it was with the provision

that if no permanent settlement was made...

Virginia would revert to the crown.

And if a new company were to...

They would come into all the land

and all the gold.

Exactly.

- A neat plan if it succeeds.

- We'll make it succeed.

Now, keep hold of your tongues,

and help me do all within power...

to drive these men to abandon Virginia.

Indians!

Led by Capt. John Smith, himself!

Smith's back and he's brought a parcel

of Indians with him. Couple of women, too.

I had hoped we'd seen the last of him.

Harken, lads.

I've made treaty with the

great chief of the naturals, Powhatan.

He pledges us his friendship.

And to bind his promise, has given me

his daughter, Pocahontas, to wed.

How much food those naturals

gonna supply us, Captain?

They're going to supply us more than food.

They're going to show us

how we can help ourselves.

That is far more to our interest.

Hurry up, Captain.

These fish are six days

from their natural home...

and don't care who knows it.

Pocahontas told you what to do.

- And this is the way you wish it?

- Yes. Put fish in every hole.

You heard the lady, a fish in every hole

with each kernel of corn planted.

Strangest custom I ever saw.

Mayhap, but it will give the seed

nourishment to grow.

Every hole now.

And see the others are

equal conscientious about it...

I charge you, or they'll hear from me.

You, men.

My fist to the jaw of anyone of you

that doesn't bury a piece of fish...

with every kernel planted.

You got that straight?

All right, now get to it.

Here, I fix you food. You must eat.

Why do you bring firewood here?

This is not the camp.

To serve as a signal when the ships return.

Otherwise, in these strange waters

they might run aground.

And we would never see England again.

England?

- You do not go to England.

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