We are building a new world.
That is why I bring with me maids to make wives.
When I found you on that wharf, Silas, it changed everything.
We'll be married in a week.
Silas!
If Samuel is to advance here, it will require influence.
I will be a good wife to you. But you will be a good husband...
- Aah! - ...to me.
You speak the Indian language well, Sharrow.
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You are my eyes and ears here, Samuel.
You are asking me to spy on our governor.
One day, you're going to be governor here.
We did not underestimate her husband, but we did miscalculate her.
Men, elected to make laws.
The burgesses will serve our colony well.
I'm going to have a child.
Massinger has bought himself some slaves.
Abraham took slaves. We have fields to plant and harvest.
He tells me that he's fond of the Low Countries.
But... there's old potato fingers, always too sleep-eyed to go!
No! The baby!
Alice!
Help! Help!
Alice. Alice. I am here. I am here with you.
Scream the sky down if you need to.
I'm coming! I'm coming!
Maria, help me!
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Silas, fetch some wood.
We'll sleep the night here.
Chacrow.
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Oh, you have yourself a Sharrow boy!
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The master ain't here. And neither will he be.
Nor if he was, would I open the door.
If it weren't already open.
Mercy?
You may tell my husband that he might join me for breakfast.
He's gone, ma'am. Fishing, ma'am.
Before I so much as woke. With Dr Priestley, ma'am.
Fishing?
It's Master Castell.
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Come on. Here, up, you see.
I'm telling you, lads, if the company treats us settlers fairly,
then I'm a pigeon's cock.
You find fault with the company's business, Rutter?
Oh... If I slander, Marshal Redwick, sir, it's no fault of me own, sir.
Me... I talk vomit. Me words have a mind of their own!
Sir!
Is the news from company all congratulations, Governor?
Tobacco trade thriving, peace with the Indians, and wives.
Surely our mission is to be garlanded
for making a king's colony out of mud and cow men.
Look at 'em. We brought 'em here as slave labour,
they move among us as free men.
God would not allow us to keep a man baptised in chains, Marshal.
Ah, Christopher. You are returned.
But where is Samuel?
- Returned? - Look at how Jamestown fares.
I counted nine ships alone this month.
Returned from your fishing expedition.
Uh, the master told me so, ma'am.
As I laid my head down on my pillow. I'm certain of it, truly. Fishing.
- Ma'am! - Jocelyn!
- Sir... - It's all right.
Come on.
Oh!
I might wonder if it was the Indians killed Samuel Castell.
The Recorder drowned.
He weren't the first man to misjudge the river.
The savages pretend to be at peace with us, but...
all the while we expand, they detest our every footstep.
Sir, the Recorder was a friend. He spoke most often on our behalf.
We knew that.
You've brought in a lot of hides of late, Sharrow.
This is why we're here, in't it?
To make no end of coin by the... merry dance of trade.
The men who make profit in this town want to rustle themselves in silk,
but you look more like a barbarian every day, Sharrow.
If the Indians see what they know, they trust it.
Trust is good for trade.
Hey.
Be careful you don't grow too friendly with them, Sharrow.
We might wonder whose side you're on.
Silas Sharrow, there you are, man.
Get yourself home to your wife. She's waiting for you.
- With your child! - Is it a boy?
No, it's a painted maypole. Get yourself home, you big lump!
Whoo!
Is Alice well?
She will be.
What do you have there, Pedro?
Poesy, Governor.
I was returning them to Recorder Castell.
Why do you possess them?
He was teaching me.
"Virginia's purpose, we repair
"Each man shall have his rightful share
"A house and garden plot receive
"We pray the blessed so achieve
"Men once vagrants, grant so well
"No want, and no conditions ill"
You can read that.
Not yet, sir. Soon.
I learnt it from poor Master Castell's mouth.
He told me there was beauty in these words.
And promises.
I should get you back to your master. He'll be wondering where you are.
Dear Jocelyn, I could not bear the thought of you going abroad
without mourning dress.
Black.
How long will I...
To show my devotion to the master,
I shall wear nothing but black for the whole year.
A widow's life is short, Jocelyn.
It is not possible for a woman to remain here unheaded.
Unheaded?
My husband has died, and it seems as though my head has been cut off.
Without a husband, a woman simply has no position in Virginia.
Then I do believe that I must make a place for myself.
When will you learn, Massinger,
that beatings are not the best way to master them?
Well, with this one, it's the only way.
Tell our governor what you think of tobacco farming, Pedro.
In Congo, this is women's work.
And what do you say about the English here?
Englishmen such as you, sir, are my brothers.
These men...
they do not wash.
They do not speak gently.
Tell Governor Yeardley who you are, Pedro. Huh?
My blood is Mwishi Congo.
I am noble warrior blood.
Sir, Master Castell promised me he would speak with you.
Did he ask you, sir, if you would buy me from Master Massinger?
"Virginia's purpose, we repair
"Each man shall have his rightful share
Perhaps you'd like to disburden yourself
of such an upstart, Massinger.
I'll pay handsomely for him.
I could sell him to you, and rid meself of this...
monstrous bulk of ingratitude,
but... I have a duty.
A duty to the colony, to tame him.
Huh?
Yeah?
Widow Castell, I have the papers
concerning your late husband's estate.
You are cast adrift now, Widow.
And soon, you'll taste the cost of that.
What a pity you did not marry a farmer.
At least, then, you might have inherited a means by which to live.
Do you believe that poverty places me
at the mercy of the king and queen of shadows?
Tonight, you might indulge what grief your shallow soul allows.
At sunrise, you must discharge yourself and all your possessions
from company property.
The house you live in
was supplied in part payment for Master Castell's duties.
A new recorder has been appointed,
and he will want to take possession of it.
At dawn, you will find yourself on the street.
Sir, you may cut me down.
But not so low that my nails cannot reach your eyes.
Moon.
Sky.
Virginia.
This is my son, and he belongs here.
I do believe the moon smiled upon him.
God promised me a man such as you, Silas.
This is why I came here.
Mm.
This is the terriblest thing.
Oh... Where shall we go, ma'am?
I... I've never lived on the street before!
It is wondrous news, Maria.
Alice's child is God's gift to our new world.
Thank you, Maria.
For helping with Alice.
When the Portuguese captured me,
my girl was one year.
My sons, a little older.
You can have more babes, Maria.
Here, in Virginia.
Hey, that Pedro's taken a liking to you.
I must go home to them.
They will be waiting for their mother to return.
You know, I was bought, like you.
Made a life for myself here.
Show me.
I have no brand on me. And you know it.
This will never be my home.
He ain't your child, Henry.
I know it.
I made a crib for him.
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.
He ain't yours, neither, Alice.
Belongs to the whole colony.
First born to the maids that came over a year ago.
You'll see what becomes of that.
We need the house for the new recorder, Jocelyn.
But, sir, to be made homeless
as I mourn the loss of my dear husband...
I fear that once the wives of Virginia hear,
they will doubt that the colony cares for them.
It is a temporary affliction, Jocelyn,
until such a time as you might marry.
A doctor's wife might prove a pleasing life.
And it will keep you away from the men's business of politics.
Dear Governor...
if I were to lay my hopes upon my fondness for you,
if I were to plead, and to place all my feminine vulnerability
- in your hands... - Enough, Jocelyn!
I have more pressing matters than a widow's comfort.
Since that babe was born to Silas Sharrow,
my wife, any hour the moon hangs in the sky, she wants me foining.
Thought a man might be grateful for a woman's attentions.
Verity has such a need in her,
I dare not look her in the eyes for fear of it.
When I try to sleep, I feel her thinking.
I sense her vexation at me.
That's why I was out before dawn, along the river's edge.
Why might you wander down by the water?
James, I saw Recorder Castell on the river.
- What was he doing? - That's what I asked him.
And this he answered me:
"I am abroad on the governor's business."
Well, what should I do, James Read?
Well, the recorder's dead.
If there's any politics in it, you stay well away, Meredith.
A man can be hanged for what he knows.
I hoped you might say as much.
I cannot believe... I dare not believe...
Hey!
Wh... You'll all just stand around, scratchin' your hairy arses,
when there's a widow needs help?
Take up that furniture and carry it to the tavern.
There's drink for any man who will.
Ma'am, I must tell you...
It is the most terriblest thing.
You'll... stay awhile in the tavern, Mistress Castell.
Then what shall I do, Verity?
Ma'am, I ain't never been so afraid of nothing so much as this, nothing.
- Never! Never! - Hush, child!
- A God-given babe. - Mm.
The governor believes it would be most propitious
if you were to name the boy James.
News of it will travel back to England.
The first born, paying honour to our king.
Well... I'd intended to...
It would mean so much to my husband.
To fortify the message of love for our homeland.
Hm.
At the end of each day's labour, you'll sleep the night here,
so that, come dawn, I will know where you are.
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What did you say to them?
I told them... you do this to me because I am the most beautiful man
from the most beautiful country.
So I am loved, and you are not.
Get to work!
? Virginia's purpose, we repair ?
? Each man shall have his rightful share ?
Come here.
Bringing such politics in here? You'll have me hanged.
Politics?
To come to the aid of a widow?
You don't know the quarter of it, that's what.
Make 'em go.
I know what this is.
It contains holy water, or Jesus' blood.
It is an ampulla. Give it to me.
- Mercy, where did you get this? - The master's cabinet, ma'am.
Ma'am...
It's a crucifix. A Jesuit crucifix. They're Catholic...
Mercy, on fear of death, you must not say a word to anyone.
- Do you understand? - The master can't have been a Papist.
He ain't no traitor.
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Maria.
Maria, no, no, no, Maria, what are you doing?
They'll cut your head off for such blasphemies.
No one will stop me from making kiteke to call my husband.
He will come. The spirits will bring him here to take me home.
Maria, no. Please...
Hey. Any soul who comes here should have no dream of returning.
Your children will surely have been taken, just as you were.
The Portuguese will have captured your husband.
He will be thousands of miles from home. That life is gone.
You must admit it.
You say this because you do not know what it is to lose a child.
Damn you.
Your life is here, now.
You're a young woman. You can bear children.
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Maria. This Virginia will be kind to us.
I will be beside you. You will see.
Dear Governor! I could run. But I stay.
I work.
If you buy me from Master Massinger,
I will labour harder than any tenant man in the field.
I am not in Congo now.
I am in Virginia to stay.
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I will be like those men.
I will work for my freedom.
You will see, Maria.
Your master does not wish to sell you, Pedro.
The Negro Pedro.
Twice run away from my farm, Marshal.
We must teach you to yield before your master.
Oh, Lord,
we acknowledge and bewail our manifold sins and wickedness,
which we must grievously have committed.
We have seen what such a devil blackamoor is capable of.
And let it be known, the likes of this Negro
cannot leave his master when he chooses to.
He is bought and paid for.
To permit such a creature to defy his master,
and to allow him to speak God's words before us,
will bring this colony down before it's built.
- Marshal! - Master Read!
Chains.
Take him.
Verity Rutter.
Now, Mistress Rutter, you were struck by this Negro here.
Who, Maria? No, sir.
I witnessed the affray. Do you say that I'm lying?
Sir, I fear your eyes have led you astray.
It was I who struck Maria.
Why would you strike the Negro?
Well, she called my husband a drunken sot.
And a mangy mongrel of a man, sir.
And it was my wifely duty to defend my husband.
Against the truth. Sir.
Ma'am...
I cannot believe what I've heard.
That you were cast out of your own home.
Something is happening, Alice, that I do not comprehend.
I'm told you are to name the babe James in honour of the king, Alice.
Uh...
Pepper, what is it the governor wants with your brothers?
It's a meeting of the burgesses, ma'am.
I was sent away on account that it's secret business.
Gentlemen.
I bring sour news.
We have a traitor amongst us.
I received news from England
that a secret message from Spain was intercepted.
The Count of Gondomar, Ambassador to England,
retains a vile temper towards us.
He believes that Jamestown Negroes
were stolen from Spain by privateers,
and sold to us illegally.
King Philip calls our settlement "a nest of pirates".
The Papist lice still refuse to recognise Virginia
as our God-given claim.
It seems that an informer has been placed amongst us,
bought, no doubt, by Gondomar's gold.
A Catholic spy.
The van is one week from here.
The Spanish could attack us at any time.
We must expose the traitor,
before he confides vital information about our defences.
Every man here must serve king and company.
Keep your eyes and your ears open.
A noose awaits the turncoat.
It's my work, Pedro, that's all.
You heard the marshal pass an order.
I have no wish to chain any man.
It's my work.
That's all.
When I first stepped onto this land,
yours was the face I saw, waiting for me.
Oh, a beautiful face.
Yeah, not so beautiful as mine.
But I am Congo.
No man is as beautiful as a Mwishi Congo.
That pride of yours is gonna see you killed.
Ah, this pride will save me.
Why can't you just bow before Master Massinger?
Give him no defiance?
My ancestors will disavow me if I bend before a rampaging fool,
who brags and stamps and grunts like a pig.
Then run.
Virginia's a vast country. A man could get lost in it.
Eh, do you think me a coward, James Read?
No.
I am Pedro.
I am not a slave.
But the English labourers have a fixed term.
Then they will be free, given their own land.
My release will only come when Master Massinger grants it.
That is why Yeardley must buy me.
He will name a time when I can be my own man.
They were discovered amongst Simon's belongings.
What should I do, Christopher?
You must tell the governor.
How can I? They will suspect me of being a Catholic spy, too.
A spy.
Why may the governor concern himself with spies?
Isn't every Papist presumed a traitor and hanged as Spain's informer?
Jocelyn.
The very act of giving these to Yeardley
will persuade him that you are innocent.
You knew Samuel better than anyone.
You would see if there were reason to suspect...
No corner of my heart wants to accept the possibility
that he was a secret Papist.
But see what lies here before us, Jocelyn.
Please, for your own safety,
you must confide what you have discovered.
You must tell the governor.
I cannot inflict another betrayal upon Samuel.
I hurt the living man so much.
His dead soul deserves my faithfulness.
It is dangerous to possess such things.
What will you do with them?
You.
A Catholic.
Master Read, I am no Papist.
You have totems.
They were Samuel's.
I discovered them after his death.
I wished only to honour my husband.
Go ahead. Denounce me.
I am at the mercy of a man whose soul is as grisly
as the chains he uses to bind another.
I bullied Samuel.
And, to wound him...
I used the pleasures of the bed to manipulate him.
And he knew why.
I married him that I might escape England.
I never loved Samuel.
That is why I am here.
To place the totems inside his coffin.
He deserves one last act of loyalty from me.
Don't leave them in the casket.
They'll be found.
If you've had enough of me pipe, just sauce up and be done with it.
Ugh. Hell's teeth, man.
Go and walk the streets, as you're fond to do when I want your foining.
I ain't going out. I ain't gonna risk hearing news
that could get a... a rope round a man's neck.
Hearing what?
I ain't saying. I ain't telling.
Recorder Castell.
On the day he died, I... I met him on the river, and he...
told me he was about on governor's business.
- His wife must be told of this. - I ain't saying.
This concerns a dead man's death.
What could that lead to?
You white-livered, leek-brained crow!
You're so drunk with fear,
you haven't got a finger's dignity about you.
What are we to do?
Honour a widow.
Thank you, Verity.
Open the coffin.
Open it!
I need to see what it contains.
Bury the man.
Hello, Alice!
Hey, congratulations!
Mercy, each day, you clean every cranny of that house.
Have you ever discovered any such totems before?
Never.
And you prepared your master's clothes for many a year.
Did you ever notice anything unfavourable?
Ma'am, my head is turning to a pain,
because I can't make no sense of nothing inside of it.
Congratulations, Alice. A fine baby!
And what name have you chosen?
His name is...
He's to be called Silas.
I wish my son to respect his father
for all his days by bearing his name.
I baptise thee in the name of the Father, and of the Son,
and of the Holy Ghost.
Amen.
? He comes, he comes ?
? Alive from Heaven ?
? Cease thy reaping ?
? Raise thy voice ?
? He comes, he comes ?
? A glorious vision ?
? A child to save us ?
? Rejoice, rejoice ?
I learned something in that church today.
It's time I had a wife.
My mistress told me I am to be done with my weeping and wailing.
Only... once I have sorrow on me,
I don't know how to stop squalling.
Perhaps you might weep when she is not there.
I never thought of that.
You are clever, Pepper.
I trust you know, Jocelyn,
that I feel the loss of Samuel almost as much as you do.
And I will show my devotion to him
by offering you my constant service.
Thank you, Christopher.
Jocelyn, what is it?
Love is no more than a dog barking at a crow.
A moment, please.
This blood is English blood.
Silas and Alice begot not only a... a beautiful boy,
but they give birth to God's will.
Each new generation
will bring endless expansion across this country,
and that is our purpose here.
To conquer all in front of us.
Is this the noble warrior, Pedro?
I have seen it in Yeardley's eyes.
He would not leave me chained here when he knows I could work for him.
He sees I am the best.
Is this the freedom their God gives to you?
I will learn all their Bible's words,
so that I might use them to prick their souls.
They forbid our language.
They take our spirits from us.
I will work on their fields, but I refuse to believe.
Ah, then you refuse to hope.
Maria, I promise you,
this life will be kind to us, if we adapt.
I will teach you how to enjoy these skies
and this art like it was our own.
We cannot fight them.
But we will have our freedom if we wait.
If we accept.
Every time you tell me this...
ngana, Pedro...
I will curse you.
Land.
Our land.
Our Virginia.
Sh, sh, sh.
- Chacrow. - Silas.
You show your child the beautiful world.
Hm.
You said you would meet with me.
Silas.
You promised you would help us.
My son was born, Chacrow.
It wasn't possible for me to come to you.
I will not act as a spy against my own people.
When English came here,
you said you would not stay, but you are still here.
I want to repay you, Chacrow, I promise you that I will, but...
Opechancanough wants to know.
Is Yeardley seeking pacts with the other towns along the river?
Your brother was lost. Did we not help you?
I told Opechancanough that Silas would keep his promise
to give us information about the English.
I will come and speak with you.
Please, you must go. Now.
Alice?
Who were you talking to?
Sh, sh, sh, sh.
I was comforting the babe.
I thought I heard another voice.
What you heard, my pet, was your husband singing.
Shh.
? If wishes were horses ?
? Beggars would ride ?
? If turnips were swords ?
? I'd wear one by my side ?
These are what you expected to find in the coffin,
are they not, dear Governor?
Did someone speak to you, to alert you to the possibility?
An anonymous note placed under my door
to warn me that there might be evidence
that Samuel Castell was a Catholic spy amongst us.
Hm. What a marvellous convenience,
that a dead man should be exposed as a friend of the Spanish,
at the very time you are seeking out a traitor.
Then why bring such as these to my house?
Because I know who the true conspirator is.
Well, you're the one with the totems, Jocelyn.
Why don't I suspect you?
Sir, you've already conceived it cannot be me.
I am merely a woman.
I must be kept away from politics.
I want my home returned to me.
And then I will tell you who the Judas is.
Master Read, let me thank you for your chivalry.
You saved me from a perilous fate.
Why do you not wear your loss...
as a map of war?
Look how the dress becomes you.
Black...
can make a woman appear witchly.
My heart may be tainted with the filth of chains,
but if I am to be slapped, it will be of a just cause,
and by a just soul.
Are you proposing that we rob the company?
This is what I call dealings well done.
I'll catch any criminal who defies the law.
I'm married to a traitor!
Imagine when our fields are full of men such as Pedro.
Would you permit me to make a gift of the Negro to you?
This man is arrested under a charge of thieving!
Do you witness what merciless authority
our governance is built upon?
Who's there?
Don't you go, Henry Sharrow! He will kill me!
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