The Black Corsair
- Year:
- 1976
- 126 min
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The BLACK CORSAIR
Is that him?
Yes my count, it's him.
Unfortunately,
he's not alone on board.
I don't see our friends, Wan Stiller.
Hauls the corpses everywhere,
displayed like some hunting trophies.
He should arrive in Maracaibo,
in 2 hours.
I hope my brothers
will arrive in time.
- Amedeo!
- Enrico!
Amedeo, my brother!
Loyal Wan Stiller.
And your, Carmauxi.
- Where is Emilio?
- He hasn't arrived yet.
Strange. Your brother usually
arrives first.
This time, he will arrive as third.
I saw "La Reina", the well-armed
Spanish galleon set sail.
If she is to encounter
the "Lightning".
"The Lightning"
Turn to larboard!
If Wan Ghould is heading
for Maracaibo, so must I.
Carmauxi! You and Wan Stiller
wait here for Emilio.
Then, go to Maracaibo.
- Let's go!
No, Enrico! Emilio told us
to meet here. It is his plan.
He must tell us, what's next.
I'm not staying. I go!
You have to stay!
Amedeo, realize I'm older than you,
you must obey me.
But Emilio is eldest,
we must obey him.
So I am right.
Carmauxi,
which one of us is right?
You, captain.
Wan Stiller, who is right?
You, my count.
Well then, give me a coin.
Let fate decide.
- Head or tails?
- Tails.
- I heads.
- Wait. I'll take heads.
Then I take tails.
No, I'll take tails.
Will you decide?
Yes, heads.
Tails!
How is that possible,
you always win?
You cheat!
Lady Luck smiles upon
Enrico of Ventimiglie.
Indeed, beautiful animal,
Maracaibo's finest.
His highness, archduke Wan Ghould.
His excellency,
governor of Maracaibo.
Lord Ribeira de Aguanita,
and Alcantar, and Mendez...
...and Lopez and Mendoza.
Enough with titles.
In a moment, none will matter.
How dare you?
Do you know who I am?
Here are my credentials,
given by the king of Spain.
Forgive me.
This makes you the viceroy.
And I will exercise my power
to its fullest.
Lord Ribeira,
you represent Spain.
The largest and
most powerful empire on Earth.
And what have you accomplished here?
Savage natives roam about...
The shipping lanes are unsafe.
...from pirates
that attack our ships...
...an steal our gold.
This demands firm action.
These bandits should be captured...
...and hung, one by one.
I gave my word to the Spanish king...
...that this would be done.
And it will be done.
My word! I will implement it
in your stead.
Alfonso Hernandez
de la Puente Xenovia
Isabella de Leon,
Marquise of Bermejo.
What a creature, she would
sell herself, for a slice of bread.
After she married the old man...
...everybody must bow before her.
She's also the governor's mistress.
Count Don Rafael
Lopez de Alicante.
- Isabella!
- Yes?
Funny how we share the same name.
And same title - both marquises.
We seem to share many things.
Perhaps one too many, my dear.
So true.
Alas.
We were waiting for you, commander.
- Where are my brothers?
- In Maracaibo.
And Wan Ghould?
In Maracaibo.
Why didn't they wait for me?
You know your brothers.
So much shooting, over an hour now.
Sounds like a skirmish between
the Spanish soldiers and natives.
- You call that a skirmish?
- Well...
It is a massacre
of unarmed people.
- Should we help them, commander?
- No.
Tonight I must settle the score
with Wan Ghould.
Must proceed to Maracaibo; after all,...
...it isn't prudent to leave those
two hotheads, unsupervised.
What are you staring at?
Haven't seen mercenaries before?
- What are those?
- Stop joking!
We are Wan Ghould's soldiers.
Oooh, I'm frightened!
Oh... the little girl!
- Drink for courage, little girl.
- No, he can't.
His doctor advised against it.
Leave him to me.
No way, he insulted me, you heard.
- But I'm older.
- Doesn't matter.
- Alright, heads or tails?
- Tails.
Heads.
Unbelievable.
Still haven't won a single...
Okay hero, let's test
your swordsmanship.
First, I'll cut off your nose!
Did you say nose?
Stop your fun.
Crew back to the ship.
We set sail at dawn.
Did you hear that?
Wan Ghould is preparing to leave.
Must be either tonight, or never.
Grab your guns...
...and say your prayers.
Wan Ghould must wait.
need us most, here and now.
Yes, commander.
- If you say pirates are everywhere,
are we safe?
I will defend you.
Women owe much to the hierarchy,
after all,...
...the council of Nice...
women have souls as well.
What a relief.
Albeit I admit it's not a woman's
soul I appreciate the most.
How lucky, as my soul
is the one thing...
...I refuse to share
with someone.
Count Amedeo di Roccabruna...
...lord of Ventimiglie and Valpenty...
...known as Green Corsair.
Count Enrico di Roccabruna...
lord of Ventimiglia and Valpenty...
...known as Red Corsair.
Archduke Wan Ghould,
I recognize you.
Archduke Wan Ghould,
You betrayed our parents
who regarded you as friend.
Robbed and murdered them,
while Spain gave you immunity.
purpose - avenge our parents.
We're here for this purpose.
We became corsairs.
Finally, we found you.
as well as my brother...
...but If devil has a name,
it is yours.
And now, defend yourself,
accursed murderer!
You both must be mad.
How do you expect to leave here,
alive?
Our concern was to get in,
not to get out.
Our fate is not as important,
your Excellency...
...as the death of this man.
Which first?
Or both?
- He is mine.
- No, mine
Heads.
Tails! Lady luck deserted you
this time, Enrico.
Stabbed in the back!
Arrest him!
Yet another murder!
You wanted death?
There you have!
Come on, you wretches!
Pardon me, senior.
Attack. There is only three of them!
Three, like the Father,
the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Attack!
In the name of God
and Spain!
Amen!
- Should we go after them, commander?
- No.
Let's search for survivors,
instead.
Sometimes I am ashamed
Who are they?
Each was half of my heart.
They were my brothers.
Yara's heart died with them.
I understand your anguish.
I too, have two brothers.
You saved Yara's life.
Her life will now join yours.
Her soul abides in you.
From now on, you will hear
all that Yara hears.
You will see...
...all that Yara sees.
Same man killed my heart, as yours.
Off to Maracaibo!
It's an order from the governor!
Have it right here,
black on white.
I must examine
these two corsairs corpses.
It does not matter what you think.
They're two pirates. An entirely
different off shoot of the human race.
What are you?
An alchemist?
No, a student of science.
He is the doctor of Maracaibo.
I will come for their bodies in 2 hours.
See you later!
Who is this?
Seems crazy.
Nice looking Indian.
Nice, but wild.
Felt lonesome,
so she came seeking company.
What do you want?
Punish you!
Who is your commander?
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