Crossbones (2014): Season 1, Episode 4 - Antoinette - full transcript

- So what are you asking for it?
- A hellburner or two.

Will you sell this
to william jagger in jamaica?

If it will make amends
for what happened here today.

Captain finnegan.

My current regime consists
of rum and opium.

Opium can have
injurious consequences.

- And the commodore?
- He asked you to kill me.

If had to.
But I couldn't hurt you.

The english are coming.
They'll take everything.

I'll need privacy.

Don't be too long about it.



I can make it easier.

- What do I give you in return?
- Intelligence.

You do it clean,
and you do it quick.

She's going to die, tom.

Either at the hands
of the english or the commodore.

Please don't allow that
to happen.

My headaches are growing worse
and more frequent.

What do you see?

A specter. A woman.

So tell me,
will I live long enough.

To finish what I've begun?

My lady.

Shh.

What are you doing?



I feel the time is right.

Whatever might be wrong
with you,

It won't be made right
like this.

You can't lie to me... not to me.

Least of all with your body.

You must be mr. Juniper.

Aye.

You have something for me.

Where is it?

You'll know when you pay me.

- Have we met?
- I don't think so.

No. How could we?

You're robert juniper,
slave trader.

Aye.

But how did you come
across the chronometer?

Pirates, sir.
An inn near santa domingo.

Is that so?

It is, aye.

So I acquired your device
for a princely sum and...

How many men do you have
surrounding us, william?

You're william finnegan,
first mate of the covenant,

And you're wanted on countless
charges of murder and piracy.

And you have family
in yorkshire...

A mother and a sister.

Yes.

Your mother's alive,
but very weak.

And your sister married
a good man, a cobbler.

They have four children,
all girls.

Pretty little things.

And I've left word
that should any harm befall me.

At the hands of the scum
who have me in their sight,

Then your four nieces,
their mother,

And their grandmother.

Will all be spit-roasted
like hogs.

So come with me, william.

You will be safe,
they will be safe,

And your men will be safe.

Smile, you ponderous gibbon.

Let's at least pretend
to be civil, shall we?

Why, look you now,

How unworthy a thing
you make of me?

Come in.

I thought you could make
more use of this than I.

Thank you, commodore.

They're very beautiful.

Many would think them
horrific.

Not those with eyes to see.

Are aware that in the months
of our acquaintance,

I've yet to hear you express.

Firm belief or disbelief
in anything?

Well, it seems to me
the problem with the world is.

That fools and fanatics
are always so full.

Of passionate certainty.

I'm in no hurry
to count myself among them.

What about ghosts?

Do I believe in them?

Do you?

No.

I don't believe in ghosts,
nor in spirits,

But still she grows more real
by the day,

The specter that haunts me.

My head tells me it's a mirage.

My heart tells me she's an omen.

She's not an omen, commodore.

Destiny doesn't send us heralds.

She isn't real.

I believe.

That she's a function
of your illness.

Commodore, I'd like you
to stare into the light.

And blink as quickly as you can.

William finnegan,
I almost had you once.

Ran you down off
the east of cuba.

Hanged your captain.

You hang many of my fellows.

But here I am, notwithstanding.

Indeed you are.

You found it then.

Where you said it would be.

Then I'm free to leave.

Just remind me
how you came by it.

As I told your creature here,
we raided a ship...

The petrel.

On board we found a clockmaker,
name of nightingale.

He begged for his life,

Told us this was
a most valuable object.

Well, it is.

It's a most valuable object.

And retrieving it from you
will allow me.

To return to England
with my reputation restored.

But none of it's true.

Your ship did not attack
the petrel.

You did not recover
the chronometer.

I wonder why
you would say that.

Seeing as you hold it
in your hand.

This?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

This isn't the real chronometer.

You see here,
this tiny cogwheel?

I had it engraved
with my initials...

So tiny that the human eye
would never have perceived it,

Not without knowing it
was already there,

Even if someone took the time
to disassemble the device.

Well, I took the time,

And the mark isn't there.

What say you to that,
mr. Finnegan?

This is not the real
marine chronometer.

It is a skilled
and satiric facsimile.

Now, there's only one fellow
cunning enough.

To devise such a plan
to be rid of me,

To send me home
in fraudulent triumph.

Blackbeard is emerging
from his long sleep.

And I know he wants to send
me home,

Leaving him free to wreak havoc
upon the world.

Must I wreak havoc upon you.

To learn precisely
what his plan might be?

Are you planning an attack
on jamaica, commodore?

A hellburner is a weapon
of indiscriminate destruction.

What does the commodore want
with such a thing?

Slaughter for
the sheer exhilaration of it.

Whatever the target is,
you can rest assured.

Innocents will die.

Gently now, commodore.

Do you know this ailment?

I believe I may, yes.

I knew a fellow once,

A gentle fellow
by the name of john simm.

He was shot in the head,

And the bullet passed through.

The anterior left lobe
of the cerebrum,

Breaking up considerable
portions of the brain.

For a while, but he began
speaking in gross obscenities,

And he saw ghosts
and spirits on all sides.

The poor bastard
was assailed by the dead.

Did he recover?

For a while.

And then he began
experiencing convulsions.

Of increasing severity,

Very much like the one

I just induced you to have.

But in a lifetime of violence,

I'm sure you've suffered more
than one blow to the head.

Am I dying then?

I have to meet begum samsar
sooner than I planned.

Because we need an army
to protect ourselves,

And time is growing shorter.

We have as much time
as we ever did.

No.

First jagger came close
to finding us,

And I feel the wish to act.

Commodore.

Round them up
and make them ready.

We sail at dawn.

You wanted to see me?

I did. Thank you.

The commodore
has you busy, I see.

Well, he likes to work
in mysterious ways.

His wonders to perform.

I'm not sure wonders is quite
the word you're looking for.

He gave me sanctuary, tom.
I'll do whatever he asks.

Most people on the island
would say the same.

Well, the difference is,
you've no love for him.

Nor him for me.

He thinks that any man
that would allow this to happen.

In the name of servitude
to a king is a jackass,

And I do wonder
if he might not be right.

Tom, what you did for kate,
it was...

- Nothing.

I took the coward's way.

I attacked from the rear.

Very little courage
was required.

You're a thoughtful man
for saying so.

There was a day
I'd have done as you did.

No.

You'd have gathered brave men
and women to your cause.

And had them March behind you.

They'd have felt proud
to have stood with you.

You'd never have done as I did.

Because you're a brave man
and a good man,

And I'm not.

Whatever the case,
I've come to worry.

That I've been too keen
to accept my lot,

To see my own body as a prison,

Because one of the benefits
of prison is.

To liberate oneself
from the burdens of being free.

The damage to your nerves...

- Can't be reversed, no.

But you told me certain things
could be done.

To mitigate the worst of it,
give me some strength back.

You need to stop using
the opium.

I can do that.

It'll be hard work.
It'll hurt.

I've never been scared
of hard work.

And pain... pain I can handle.

Then we'll start tomorrow.

You are asking to purchase
a well-trained army.

With weapons and equipment.

It's not inconceivable,
but the logistics...

There are wages to pay,
provisions to acquire,

Bribes to pay.

Time is not something
I'm gifted with, begum.

They can be ready
in three months.

I need them in half that.

Again, it can be done,

But accelerating the process
will increase the cost.

Charlie?

Let's see if her fighters
are worth our money,

Shall we?

So six weeks it is.

Let's discuss your price.

I have you.

Let go.

That's it.

Mr. Lowe says
the chinese do it.

And the romans...

And the greeks, apparently.

The water, it's good.

How long will it last?

The cramps, the sweats,
The craving for it?

The worst of the pain
will be over in a few days.

As to the craving,
that may never leave.

I'm not sure I can stand it.

For kate, you can stand it.

He knows.

He can endure anything
except betrayal, charlie.

If he knew,
we'd be already dead.

So he does not know.

He never will.

As you say, But you're wrong.

He knows.

You know the punishment
for theft?

I'm only here to retrieve
what you stole from me, nenna,

So let me stand!

Or kill me right here.

And deal with the mess
it'll cause you.

Ohh.

You should be thanking me,
not threatening me.

One word in the right ear,
you would hang.

Not if I silenced your tongue.

Oh, you can't do that.

No? And why not?

- Well, there's my letter.
- What letter?

My letter to the commodore
to be delivered to him.

In the event
that I come to, well,

An unforeseen end, I suppose.

It mentions you.

You would never risk
exposing yourself like that.

One way or another,

I've spent my life
exposing myself.

And given the letter
will only be read.

After I've been sent
to my lonely grave,

Well, it hardly seems to matter,
does it?

Now, here's what
I don't understand.

You're rich, you're free,

And the risk is so unequal
to the reward.

Why take it?

Be assured,
there's purpose to it.

It is nice to have a purpose.

Mine, of course,
is less inscrutable than yours.

One day I'll return
to England a very rich woman.

What you're about to say,
rose...

Don't say it.

I beg you.

You steal from me,

And then you throw yourself
at my mercy?

I did it for love, not greed.

Well, then, more fool you.

I'm not talking
about the love of a man.

Who then?

What do you want?

Oh, love, What
does anybody want?

I want your money.

How much is it gonna take?

Oh... Don't be silly
now, sweetness.

All of it.

Her fighters are skilled.

They put charlie rider
on his ass.

In two tics of a lamb's tail.

Unfortunately, their loyalty
has to be paid for.

We cannot pay what you agreed.

We do not have it.

No, no, we don't have it.

She's not one
to forgive a debt.

If you do not pay in full
your obligation,

She will destroy us.

She has the resources,
and you know it.

Then we must pay our debt
in full and promptly,

Which means I must acquire
the funds,

And in no small hurry, either.

Good, good, good, good.

My lady.

You seem troubled.

Troubled?

Not at all.

Well...

He's a good man.

He's a great man.

The pain he's endured,

Continues to endure...

I can't add to it.

No.

I'm sorry.

This is admirable.

Where does man learn
such a skill?

The university of edinburgh.

Part of my schooling in anatomy.

A man who can draw quickly
and accurately.

Is in some demand.

You seem very buoyant,
commodore.

Time's winged chariot,
mr. Lowe.

It focuses the mind.

Did you ever render
a living subject?

Mm-hmm, on occasion.

Splendid.

Then draw me.

As you will.

I want to ask your advice
about something.

I've an itch to liberate
a certain item from the spanish.

And wish to seek your counsel
on how to do so.

I grant you, none of my crew
is a stranger to theft,

But as a breed,
we do have a tendency.

To be a bit direct
about the process.

You do look a man in the eye
when you're robbing him,

I'll give you that.

While you... you're the kind
of fellow who robs a man.

And is halfway home
before he knows it.

What do you want, commodore?

I want you
to help me rob someone,

And I don't want him to know
he's being robbed.

Until it's too late.

That the spanish are
in possession of a certain map...

A map that I very badly want.

It is kept in
governor portocarrero's mansion.

Here in cuba.

Just above this bay,

But it won't be there long.

The owner will soon
be leaving for cadiz.

It would be powerfully
to our advantage.

Were we to take this map.

Without this owner knowing
it was ever took.

If he discovers
we've compromised his secret,

The fortune the map leads us to
will be lost to us forever,

Because he'll move it,

And I need that money.

So there will be no killing,
no shouting, no noise.

Were we as quiet as nuns,

It still won't be long
till he learns his map is gone.

This is the matter in which
mr. Lowe will be assisting us.

Well, he's not assisting me.

I won't sail with him.

If this maneuver were being
carried out against the english,

I wouldn't disagree.

We all know he's an englishman,
good and true.

But this concerns the spanish,

And I'd place any wager
of your choosing.

That he bows to no man
in his disdain for them.

You wouldn't be wrong.

I was raised to believe
the devil vomits spaniards.

Besides which,

He'll be traveling
in your custody, charlie,

In the bosom
of his king's mortal enemy.

If he reveals your presence,

The spaniards will make
no distinction.

Between you and him...

Well, except perhaps
to burn him alive,

As well as say you're a spy.

So distrust mr. Lowe's
intentions all you please,

But don't distrust his instinct
for self-preservation,

Nor should you undervalue
his importance.

Although, of course, I trust you
to kill him if you must.

Everything we're doing here...

Our future depends
on acquiring that map,

So take your things
and sail on the next tide.

Mr. Lowe, wh-what's wrong?

I've happened upon certain
plans of the commodore's.

What plans?

I fear he plans to attack
the english in jamaica.

What will you do?

Well, there's nothing
I can do at the moment.

I have to leave.

to go where?

To run an errand
for the commodore.

I need you to do something
for me while I'm gone.

Well, say the word.

The one you glimpsed
in the forest,

I need you to find him.

Why?

He was just a maroon...
more beast than man, really.

Well, in truth,
I suspect otherwise.

I suspect he's connected
to the commodore's plans.

Do you think he's...
is he dangerous?

He may be.

Yeah, then why don't...
why don't you do it?

I would, but I have to go.

Uh, do it when you get back.

Why is everything so pressing
all of a sudden?

Because I took an opportunity.

To spur the commodore
into action.

Hoping that in his haste,
he'd reveal his hand.

And is he doing so?

That would certainly
seem to be the case.

The wild man may seem fearsome,

But you're brave, are you not?

Whoopsie daisy.

My apologies, commodore.

Tish. It's only a diamond.

Of course,
it's of tidy value to someone.

Take it to the right place,
to london or paris,

And men will risk the gallows
for want of it.

When you arrived here, james,

I saw no worth in you.

I thought you
a dilettante peacock,

Forced to live out
your days of exile.

Here amongst us dogs.

But since then,
I've seen your value.

You have your flaws,

But a flawed diamond is worth.

More than a flawless lump
of coal,

Unless those flaws cause it
to crack.

So tell me,
why are your hands shaking?

And why is your skin
the color of cheese?

I am endeavoring to decrease
my opium consumption.

Because you think
it's a merry idea?

Because I believe
it necessary.

I can see why.

Mr. Lowe has given kate
a spring in her step,

Reminding you of her value.

Consequently, you wish
to become a man again.

But if you allow
this private indulgence.

To retard your work
on this device,

I'll skin you alive
and eat your gizzards.

Are we clear?

Quite transparent.

Splendid.

Now, if these are your tools...

Make use of them, hmm?

For god's sakes, take it away.

If he sees us, slice him in two.

Yeah.

You're not real.

Give-no.He map.

You're gonna kill me, anyway.

Don't expect my assistance
in the matter.

- Charlie.
- Shut up!

Give me the map, wanker!

I'm sorry you're not
his favorite kitten anymore,

Charlie, but that's none
of my devising.

So cut my throat.

Leave me here to rot.

I've been close to worse deaths.

But do think
he'll love you for it?

In time, he will.

Shink!

I don't know if I'd beat you
in a fight, charlie,

But if you want to find out,

Go ahead and kill him.

Nenna... He stood at
our side tonight.

You got nothing from him?

Nothing.

What did you see?

Why is your master putting
his head above the parapet?

Something has drawn him out...

Some machination.

If blackbeard is truly
responsible for all this,

Then I tell you he is waking.

It would be prudent
to trust no one.

We need information from someone
who is beyond his reach.

There's nobody.

Au contraire.

So there were no reversals
of fortune,

No dead spaniards?

You weren't seen?

A fine job then.

Don't you want to ask
what it's for?

Will you answer?

No.

But if you wait around,
you'll soon see.

I think you'll like what
I've got in mind.

Then I'll wait
with baited breath.

It's very beautiful,
captain kentish.

Thank you,
governor portocarrero.

More to the point, it works.

It's a marvel
of natural philosophy.

And now my money.

How does a man acquire
such a fortune so quickly?

A man sells something.

What was it,
this thing you sold?

A clock.

Made of what, god's teeth?

Six weeks, is it, then?

Six weeks, You shall
have your army.

Please.

Mercy.

Mercy, please.

Please.

Free me, please.

Please free me.

He's alive.

I saw him... Your love.

I could find him for you.

Will you help me?