The Hawaiians

Avast you heathens.

Here it comes.

Mr Morris, the Chinese

are killing each other.

Come along, Mr. Morris.

Break out the guns.

Stand clear.

They told us we shouldn't mix

Punti and Hakka together.

Mountain and valley people

have hated each other for years.

Punti and Hakka,

they're all Chinese.

They all bring the same price

in the dock in Honolulu.

They won't bring us a dime

dead at sea.

Damn!

Who brought her aboard?

What name you?

I said no women

aboard this ship.

She looks none the worse for it.

Would you like her topside, captain?

Who belong you?

She belongs to me!

She's my wife.

Well, damn your eyes.

Did you pay her passage?

Passage all paid. The name

is the same, Son of Ti Chong.

Look at the contract,

you'll see.

I'll do that. And, i'll teach you

not to try any more tricks...

you smart bastard.

Nail up the hatch cover.

No food and water for 24 hours.

Give them something to think about.

Aye, sir.

- Watch out for him.

- What for? He's dead.

More shark meat.

You'd think they'd know better.

How many does that make?

Seven all together.

I'd hate to lose money on

my last voyage on the Carthaginian.

You're sure is your last?

Your grandfather is not

going to like it.

Unless you're taking command

of a newer ship.

From now on,

i'm shorebound.

I've got a scheme bigger than

the old man ever dreamed.

He'll love it.

We'll miss you, sir.

The Carthaginian is a good ship.

Maybe i can talk the old man

into letting you have her.

If we can keep enough Chinamen

alive to turn a profit.

I learn you Pidgin,

you savvy?

I learn you Pidgin,

you savvy?

Ship, you say.

You say.

"Shhhhhip."

"Shhhhhip."

Ship!

Ship!

Bed.

Bed, you say.

Bed!

Bed!

Pakes, this side...

Move along.

I'll miss things about the sea,

but not that stink.

Can you spy my wife,

Mr Morris?

No. Is hard to see anything with

that crowd seeing the lepers off.

You there, stand clear.

Come along, now.

Come along.

Chop-chop.

I see why you mean

to quit the sea.

Purity!

Purity!

Whip!

He says her name

is Char Nyuk Tsin.

You, Tsin.

You belong Island of Mauie.

You are Prohilde.

Next Pake.

You, boy.

He says his name

is Kee Mun Ki.

Too long.

We call you Kee.

You belong Janders and Whipple,

Island of Kiwai.

Next Pake.

You, boy.

This the girl from the brothel

of Spring Nights in Macao?

She's Hakka! I want half

my money back.

She healthy?

No mark up?

She's not for sale.

What the hell's going on here?

Me buy woman.

You told me

she was your wife.

Sure, she's my wife.

See? Me buy.

Me want woman.

Whip, if she's his wife,

you can't let them be separated.

Is none of my business.

I don't know who's cheating who.

He cheat me.

Me want woman.

Whip, couldn't they work for us?

You bet. Me cook,

in whorehouse in Macao.

Plenty fine house.

All right.

We'll give it a try.

You just bought

yourself a wife.

Maybe you're lying to him,

but you better not be lying to me.

Come on.

Aloha, Pakes. Aloha!

Aloha!

This your house.

Hey sister,

how about one drink?

Ship.

Ship? No ship, house.

No ship, house.

Bed.

By damn, some Pidgin,

you learn pretty good.

Whip, please don't go back

to sea.

I couldn't stand it.

I won't.

You know...

we should have a Hoxworth

shipping line with schedules...

instead of just tramps

sailing here and there.

If i can just

convince the old man.

We can make Honolulu

the crossroads of the Pacific.

Your grandfather died

six weeks ago.

I didn't want to tell you until...

Was that too selfish of me?

No...

I'm glad you didn't.

Is like a main mast breaking.

You don't believe it

can happen until it does.

I didn't expect such a

gathering of the clans.

I thought the will

had already been read.

Hello, Malama.

Why so glum?

Must be the company you keep.

Is good to have you back.

I wish you'd seen grandfather

once more.

Cousin, Micah.

The will has been read, Whip.

Some time ago.

Perhaps you'll want

to look it over privately.

No, I'm only interested

in the ships.

I imagine he left all the other

businesses to Malama and you.

If you read it, you'll see

that he left the shipping business...

all the businesses to us.

What the hell do you mean?

You get Hanakai Plantation,

free and clear.

Hanakai?

85,000 acres of nothing.

He always said is

the only mistake he ever...

Did you put him up to this?

I had nothing to do with it. If you

think my wife did, you're wrong.

I don't. The only thing I've ever

held against her is marrying you.

I loved that old son of a b*tch.

And he loved you.

Whip...

At the end, he was obsessed

with the old missionary families.

He said they left

all their sons rich...

but he didn't have

to do that for you...

because you could make it

on your own.

He provided you with an option

to buy the Carthaginian...

out of earnings if you chose

to stick to the sea...

which he advised.

He wasn't married

to Purity.

Granted, but he knew you better

than you know yourself.

Now, we're prepared

to make an offer.

For Hanakai?

You name it.

No, we agree

that Hanakai has no value.

Assuming you don't want

any favours from your sister...

we'll give you, not lend,

but give you...

funds enough to buy

the Carthaginian outright.

I don't want a gift and I don't

want one stinking ship...

I want a shipping line,

a scheduled line.

I want it enough

to eat crow for it.

All right, Micah,

you've got the ships.

Let me organise it,

run it.

Micah, thas a wonderful

idea.

But impractical.

You have no business experience.

You've been a hell raiser for

too long to turn respectable now.

You're prepared to give me

a ship just to get me out of here?

No.

If this offer isn't enough,

name your price.

There's not enough money

here to pay my price.

I envy the pious...

they can be bastards

and never know it.

Captain, the name's Overpeck.

What?

I'm opportunity knocking

at your door.

I'm a well driller and I can make

Hanakai bloom for you.

Like hell you can.

My grandfather tried to find

water there for 20 years.

I know all about it.

He dug six wells.

All down to caprock,

all dry.

That right.

But caprock ain't deep enough.

The way I see it, id be...

Excuse me. You wouldn't have

a drink in the house, captain?

Come on in.

You've got a lovely place here.

Is that your grandfather?

That him.

A fine figure of a man.

Will you be going back to sea?

The whole island knows

about the will.

Coconut telegraph.

You're a queer bird

to be in the water business.

That a fact.

Look...

these two volcanoes

built this island.

The lava flowed from both,

overlapping, building up in layers.

You've got to be able

to read them layers.

You can?

Yes, sir.

Like a chart at sea.

I've been reading Hanakai.

I've got the only drill...

that can bust through the caprock

to milk them layers.

If is so easy, why hasn't

anybody tried it before?

Because...

these pious fool believe that if

God intended them to have water...

he'd have installed fountains.

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