01x07 - Bees in a Bottle

[bunniefuu]

JEROME:

Then you shall hear in heaven

the place of your dwelling,

their plea, and you shall

vindicate them.

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[shouting, grunting]

We will have

a proper wedding ceremony.

You brought your child bride

to our Doma.

I'm leaving this place.

There is a surplus

of stray men in Wobik.

I am sure there will soon be

a long line of suitors

at the inn.

It will be good for business.

Look upon Alice.

Her kind and beautiful face.

Her eyes.

Cold, black stones.

I would like to know

why you neglected to tell

the Hudson's Bay man

about the pistols.

YVON:

Captain Wale said

you were to deliver something.

Pistols.

A barrelful.

They were to arm the Iroquois

so that they could use them

against the French.

Where are they?

[church bell tolling]

-[music playing in distance]

-[indistinct chatter]

I must thank you, Mother.

[music, laughter, chatter

continuing in distance]

[horse whinnies]

I apologize.

It was not my intention

to scare you.

It's a, uh, beautiful night.

Yes, it is.

Though it is cold.

Yes, well, autumn

has a proselytizing hand

over the landscape,

leaving golden leaves

at its touch.

Um

Did you know that, uh,

just the other day,

I purchased

six albino beaver pelts?

Would you like to see them?

Yes.

I would.

Good. Good.

Then I will show them to you.

I also purchased

some, uh, spice

by the name of nutmeg.

Came to me in a barrel

from the Island of Rum.

I can still smell it

in my beard.

Well, I

bid you good evening.

[chuckles softly]

♪

♪

[door opens]

[door closes]

[footsteps departing]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[inhales deeply]

-[chuckles softly]

-I have some eggs,

if you would like.

No. No.

The stew is all I require.

-MATHILDE: Mm.

-Out there, among the savages,

it was this stew

I thought about.

The Jesuits had their Bibles.

But I had this.

Blasphemous.

No. It is not blasphemous.

It is the simple things that

bind us to this world, Captain.

No.

Sit.

I would like to take a moment

before it is time

to face my vicious tasks today.

I suppose.

[short chuckle]

That is the right medicine.

I am whole again.

Mmm.

Mmm.

[chuckles softly]

No, no.

I am fine. I am fine.

Go back to your chores.

Has she found her tongue yet?

Not as of yet. Simple words.

Hmm.

She saw the horrors

of the Iroquois, no doubt.

-Did you see the rest

of the Iroquois?

-No.

Only Trepagny's man did.

But I don't need to see them

to know they're out there,

stalking about,

hatching plans

with an Englishman at the helm.

Ah.

Hmm.

I was wondering

[clears throat]

when I have settled

this Iroquois matter

[clears throat]

that you and I, we

might go for a stroll?

-A stroll?

-Mm.

There is a hill just beyond

the walls with a view.

We could take in

the fall colors.

Pardon me if I am

being too forward.

No, Captain.

I would like that very much.

[door opens]

One only has to

say the word "English,"

and they come running

like sick black dogs

at low tide.

Captain.

I heard about

your selfless heroics

with the Iroquois and

the tragedy with the priests.

Well, I suppose

there is nothing more

that needs be said

on the subject.

Silence will suffice, then.

Good day.

Might I have a word, Mathilde?

-Perhaps the kitchen is best.

-Of course.

I wish to make you

a proposition.

Go on.

I should like you make use

of your stables.

I have an excess of barrels.

Trade having slowed

due to the recent unrest.

I'm prepared to pay you

handsomely.

You can store them

free of charge.

No. I insist.

I will pay.

[scoffs]

Yes, a few coins.

But that is not the only reason

you are here.

-It is.

-Oh.

Then it is a shame,

because there is a greater deal

to be made besides

storing a few barrels

in my stables

for some few coins.

Well, only a fool would refuse

to entertain a greater deal.

Go on.

Go on, Renardette.

I am fine.

You wish to restore

your standing in this town.

Am I right?

-I shall recover my good name.

-Barrels and trade

do not remove the stain

of your English name.

They have before.

Those times are gone.

You overstepped, Mr. Cooke.

Only a a stubborn man

would walk upon a frozen lake

when the sun is shining.

-We can help each other.

-And how is that?

I believe, uh,

Delphine has caught your eye?

Uh, I don't know

what you're talking about.

Come now, Mr. Cooke.

I have seen it with my own eyes.

There is no shame

in looking upon her beauty.

It is there for all to see.

Now then, it would be prudent

for you to make

a match with her.

And in return,

you will help me expand the inn.

Mathilde, I came here

merely to store excess barrels.

And if you agree to my terms,

you will leave

with a French wife.

All right, then, we shall agree

to the storage of the barrels.

Think on it if you must,

but you will

come to the same place.

[door opens]

My orders were to deliver

the pistols to Bill Selby.

And then Selby would

arm the Iroquois.

Step back and take

the trade as it comes.

But the result is the same.

When I saw what they did

at the settlement

What I did

We've heard your account.

I haven't told you everything.

The girl.

The one at the inn.

Yes, she smiled.

An odd detail.

No.

I saw her slit a man's throat.

We saw each other,

carried up in the madness.

The same will happen to you.

-If it's another body

-No.

It's the pistols.

I put them in the river.

A barrelful.

-The ones Cooke gave you?

-Yes.

And now my business

with the Company is concluded.

I have been found.

You have my account.

This is a waste of our time.

BOUCHARD:

No.

No, no, no, no.

Monsieur Sel was

the lucky one. Hmm?

Though the savages

left their mark.

-Show them.

-[grunts]

That's enough.

TREPAGNY:

It is the Englishman

Bill Selby

we should be worried about.

Yes. And he is tied

to the Hudson Bay Company.

He will stir the whole region

with his wand of violence.

That is why you will help us

deal with him.

Oh.

Well, you asked us

to entreat the Iroquois,

and now there are

three dead priests.

We all serve the king,

Monsieur Trepagny. Even you.

We are far from the king.

It is w*r

we are looking to avoid.

That is why we should send

for soldiers from Quebec City.

Run straight at the Iroquois.

Put them in the dirt!

And the Wendat, too.

Bouchard.

The Wendat are no part of this.

If Wobik falls,

your precious Doma will be next.

My Doma will be fine.

I will leave you

to chart your own course

for Wobik.

Captain, you will lead

a recovery party in the morning.

Two soldiers will accompany you.

You will bring back the bodies

of Father Jerome,

Father Gabriel and Father Clape.

If I may speak

the Englishman

wants us to come for them.

It's a trap.

All right.

They want French

but we send an Englishman.

Send Mr. Cooke.

Huh?

Let him prove his loyalty

to Wobik.

[whispers]:

It is a very bright idea.

Bring Elisha Cooke to us.

That is the clever play,

your eminence.

We will accompany Mr. Cooke.

The light of the Lord

shall shield us.

Those savages will slaughter

nuns the same as priests.

We have been among the Iroquois.

Healed their wounded, even.

We will bring the dead back.

I will return with Mr. Cooke.

[door opens, closes]

I am anxious

to return to the Doma.

If the Iroquois come, these

walls and a few men with muskets

will not stop them.

I have seen entire towns

put to the torch.

Even so, I will stay

another night in the inn.

We will make haste.

We have a wedding celebration

to plan.

We can get married in the inn.

I can be measured

for my wedding dress.

Mathilde can prepare the feast.

The celebration

will be at the Doma,

-[scoffs]

-and Mathilde can prepare

a feast there,

if she agrees.

The Doma will be fine.

Mari is gone.

Your son, too.

She told me of the dead ram.

She said it spoke of your end.

One more night in Wobik,

and we will know more

of the Iroquois.

We don't wish to make

Mari's silly words come true.

One more night.

Yes. Come.

Clan Mother.

There is no place for you here.

You chose Trepagny.

You lived in his house.

-Bore him a son.

-Please.

Would you have us

go into the woods?

Let me show you

what Trepagny has done.

He died defending Trepagny

against the Iroquois.

There was an Englishman

with the Iroquois.

They have allied again.

Either the English

are using the Iroquois

or the Iroquois

are using the English.

It is bad for us all.

g*y BILL:

"It is easier to find men

"who will volunteer to die

"than those who are willing

to endure pain with patience."

Julius Caesar.

But then, you don't even know

what a Roman is or a general, so

I guess these words

mean sh*t-all to you, Chief.

There's only one word

that matters here.

-French.

-When will they come?

Soon.

And the pistols you promised?

They're coming.

But

as a matter of goodwill

take mine.

In the meantime,

let's keep the mutilating

of the Jesuit sorcerers

to a minimum.

The dogs, too.

We want the French

to feel they've at least

got something

to put in the ground.

Stop.

-MAN: In the back?

-Yes, in the back.

Bring it here, Charles.

Secure that one over there.

Is there something of value

in it?

You don't need to know

what's in them.

Just put it there.

Through here.

-To the back.

-BOUCHARD: Cooke!

You will be the one to go there.

COOKE:

Intendant, you must

see the unfairness of it.

RENE:

Charles?

You look well.

I looked for you.

After you ran off.

I vouched for you with Trepagny.

-And now I owe you a debt?

-No.

Then why recount

what has already passed?

I am no longer

pledged to Trepagny.

That is your fate.

You seem born to it.

May you get land

and then grow old keeping it.

-And you?

-I have been

taken on

by a successful merchant,

Mr. Cooke.

I've already begun to prosper.

Yes.

Of course.

I see now who you are.

I'm who I have always been.

As are you, I suppose.

Good luck, Rene.

I must, uh, have a word

with my man.

Be quick about it.

COOKE:

You will come with me.

I need your assistance.

What for?

I have been tasked

with retrieving the bodies

of the priests and Deputy Guy.

If I do not, I am afraid that

they will hang me

from the palisades.

With respect, sir,

this has nothing to do with me.

You will have nothing

if I am k*lled.

You will have nothing.

Do you understand that?

You will come with me

or you will be back

outside the walls,

fending for yourself.

BOUCHARD:

What's this?

Uh, nothing.

My, uh,

my man will accompany me,

and, uh, he will-will

be of much assistance.

-This better not be some sort

of trick, Cooke.

-No trick.

Another set of hands.

His addition will, uh,

speed our return.

All right.

But if he is k*lled

by the Iroquois,

his body will be for the ravens.

Very well, very well.

-We must gather our supplies.

-Uh-huh.

[chuckles]

Gather all the lucky trinkets

you have, Cooke.

I'll be waiting at the gate.

Provisions for your journey.

Thank you.

Lavender.

It's very kind of you, Delphine.

Prove your worth, English.

[chuckles]

Or die trying.

Follow smartly.

This new one in your house,

she's French?

Yes.

You are still Wendat.

She should be no match for you.

Go.

Leave Theo with us.

Fight for your place

with Trepagny.

[crickets chirping]

SABRINE:

There is food, if you like.

Thank you, Mother, but I've lost

even the thought of food.

You are afraid?

Any right-minded man would be.

I am not a man,

but if it is any solace,

I have prayed and reflected

on your position.

And I do not believe God intends

to punish you, Mr. Cooke.

Well, that's a relief.

Do you have any other messages

from above?

No.

But I have spoken

with the soldiers,

and I would like your assurance

that we approach

the retrieval of the bodies

peacefully.

COOKE:

And how would you suggest

we do that

if there are Iroquois about,

as there most assuredly will be?

I will reason with them.

If we are to avoid

an all-out w*r,

it must start here.

And I shall

follow your lead, Mother.

[sighs]

[coughs]

[sniffles]

My sister will expect

full account.

I have laid down

the events for you.

They put your absence

in a favorable light.

I'd like some air.

-Beans will be ready soon.

-I will be back

for the beans.

I, uh

want some time to reflect.

He k*lled those people

for the Company.

They'll ask us to do the same.

Arming the Iroquois.

He will not be the same man

your sister knew.

Not after what he's done.

Every man

faces his sins in the end.

I don't believe that.

♪

You'd sh**t me in the back?

[scoffs]

That's the Company way.

No, it is not.

-You left this.

-Let me go.

I'll walk into the woods

and begone.

You will do as a man

and face your responsibilities.

I am no man.

Or I'd k*ll you and stop

what you're about to do.

You've lost your mind, Randall.

[laughs]

No, it's the opposite.

You should get out now.

Leave your posting

in the Company.

Why would I do that?

'Cause you'll end up like me.

Come back to the fire,

and we'll eat beans.

The woods are full

of men like you.

[grunts]

♪

♪

♪

[birds chirping]

I will start back to work

on the sky table.

You see?

Everything is fine,

just as we left it.

No Iroquois.

I am a lady.

Not some Indian who will cook

and clean for you.

We will speak no more of Mari.

MELISSANDE:

Do you miss her?

No.

We will make do.

I will not be abandoned again.

Yes, of course.

Now put the fire to blaze

and see about some food.

[grunting]

Mari.

Trepagny believes you've left.

I did.

And now I am back.

Theo?

He's with my people.

It is good for him.

Did Melissande

return with Trepagny?

Tell me.

Yes.

They are planning

a wedding celebration.

Perhaps it's better

you stay away.

I'm going back to my cabin.

I will make an early supper,

and you are welcome

to join me if you wish.

I won't.

Renardette.

That man, Mr. Cross.

Did he hurt you?

No.

But you saw him?

Yes.

He was out there,

when the Iroquois

k*lled those families?

Where is your family?

Come.

I have a job for you.

I need you to keep a keen eye

on Mr. Cooke's barrels.

Can you do that?

Yes.

He has entrusted them to me,

and I will

have that trust returned.

I will watch.

A close watch.

And I will get you

a caged rabbit.

You see, that is what

we do for each other.

Come.

I have something

to discuss with Delphine.

Delphine.

Come sit with me.

Mr. Cooke.

What are your impressions

of him?

You said his stock

had lowered in town.

Yes.

And so has yours.

A match could be of value

to the both of you.

A French wife

could remove the English stain.

I've not asked

to be matched with Mr. Cooke.

Or any man.

I do believe there is

a tenderness inside of him.

And he is a widower,

which, in my experience,

mellows a man.

I shall think on it.

♪

♪

MARI:

Come.

When is the celebration?

I don't know.

You don't know

or you won't tell me?

[exhales]

That is the truth, Mari.

I don't know.

You are loyal to him.

I understand.

He saved my life.

TREPAGNY [in distance]:

Mari?

I should

What is this?

Monsieur Sel?

Um

supper.

Do not take me for a fool.

I can see it is supper.

I will remind you

the greatest betrayal in history

happened at a supper.

Now what is this?

MARI:

Go.

Go on.

What are you doing here?

It is my home.

Please.

g*y BILL:

No personal failure

in an enterprise

could make them consent

to deprive their nation

of their valor.

But they laid it at her feet

as the most glorious

contribution they could offer.

g*y Bill.

That's Mr. Selby to you, Hamish.

Such a grand fire in the woods

with the Iroquois about.

Smoke for miles.

Luckily, it is only me

who has followed his snout

to your camp.

Beans.

I see the company's provisions

are still sh*t-all.

I was told by Mr. Cooke

that you have

the elusive Mr. Cross

who, in turn, has my pistols.

Is he off in the woods,

vacating the beans?

No.

He's gone.

How's that?

Run off.

Deserted.

Kept a loose rein on him?

Perhaps.

b*stard had my pistols.

He threw them in the river.

[snorts]

Well, this has turned into

a right mound of bear sh*t.

You see, I have Iroquois

keen to move against the French,

but they want pistols,

and as you said,

they're at the bottom

of the river.

We spoke to Captain Wale

in Quebec City.

[laughs]

Ah, a right stiff tosser,

that one.

Always on about

the grand agitating plan,

how we should get the

the French and the Iroquois

to go at each other

like bees in a bottle.

We know the plan.

Good, then.

Pointing the Iroquois

requires a

a strong belly.

Are you the sort

to flinch when the work

turns red?

All right.

Good, then.

Let's put a skip to it.

♪

May the Holy Spirit fill

our steps with protection

and bind our deeds and thoughts

in his everlasting wisdom.

Amen.

You may go and hide,

if you like.

No, Mother,

we will do no such thing.

Then I ask that you stay

with the soldiers.

We will go forth

and take the bodies.

It is better that the Iroquois

see only us

and not men with g*ns

and schemes. Do you agree?

Well, we shall obey

your infinite wisdom.

May God guide your steps.

SABRINE:

Yea, though I walk♪

Through the valley

of the shadow of death♪

I will fear no evil♪

For thou art with me.♪

Why have you brought us here?

I thought it best

you see the endgame now.

I misjudged Mr. Cross.

I have no intention

of doing the same with you.

Where's their chief?

Chief Tehonikonhraken.

He's a cautious man,

but he's taken his son's advice

as to how the region

should be managed.

And how is that?

Ratahsénthos.

He'd hop the walls of Wobik

and tomahawk every French

if I told him.

And you can manage him?

As much as his father can.

Chief Tehonikonhraken.

These men are

Hudson's Bay men.

They have many uses.

-g*y BILL: Let's go.

-[man calling out in Mohawk]

I want no part of this.

What would you have us do, Yvon?

Run? Stop them?

-No.

-What, then?

Wait?

Watch?

The result will be the same.

A skin for a skin.

I have done my time in hell

for the Company.

Go, if you want.

I will not think less of you.

Scout says the French

are almost here.

With nuns in front.

Now, that's some

crafty thinking.

I wish to have the plan.

The plan is we outflank them,

pick off the soldiers

one by one.

They're the Intendant's men,

most likely.

The chief thinks they'll

pretty up the tree.

I don't disagree.

And the nuns?

We'll get to that part later.

We'll go with you.

Go, if you wish.

Oh, hell.

SABRINE:

To lie down♪

In green pastures♪

He restoreth my soul♪

Let 'em pass.

We will die here.

Yes, we might well.

Stay close.

-Don't go too far.

-[g*nsh*t]

♪

[grunting]

[g*y Bill laughing]

You see, now there's

some cleverness.

-An Englishman.

-I will not

draw my p*stol.

I am no duelist.

That's a fair assessment.

Please.

He is with me.

I found some friends of yours.

I don't suppose

you have my pistols?

I do not.

I can p-procure more

if you release my man

and let the sisters

collect the dead.

Your man.

Yes.

The nuns?

That's in God's hands.

Or should I say

Chief Tehonikonhraken's.

Which is a a coin toss.

Good.

Good, good.

Uh, then allow us to walk.

Uh, we will return the bodies.

My good name will be restored

with the heroics.

The eye of scrutiny

will be lifted.

Then you will ha-have your g*ns.

Kirkwall is

very lovely in the spring

when the heather is out.

The light on the church stones.

Do you remember it?

It says much about a man

to hail from such a place.

What's he on about?

We are, all of us,

of the same kingdom.

Pistols for the dead.

A toss of a coin for the nuns.

That's my offer.

SABRINE:

♪ The Lord is my shepherd♪

♪ I shall not want♪

♪ He leadeth me♪

♪ Beside the still waters♪

♪ He restoreth my soul♪

♪ He leadeth me♪

♪ To the path of righteous♪

♪ Yea, though I walk

through the valley♪

Of the shadow of death♪

-[indistinct praying]

-I will fear no evil♪

For Thou art with me♪

♪ In the presence

of mine enemies♪

♪ Thou anointest my head

with oil♪

♪ My cup runneth over.♪