(dramatic music) (dramatic sweeping music) >> Narrator: Madagascar, for centuries, the bloodiest cockpit of all the seas.

Where the infamous brotherhood of the damned waited to plunder the treasure laden galleons from India and Cathay.

Then returned drunk with slaughter to their pirate stronghold of Last Hope.

Most ruthless of all was Captain William Kidd.

He encountered the great London galleon the Twelve Apostles, commanded by Admiral Lord Blayne.

And approaching unsuspected in the guise of a peaceful merchant, by a sudden treacherous salvo he reduced her to a burning hulk.

When night fell the Twelve Apostles was only a blazing funeral pyre on the placid surface of a Madagascar lagoon.

>> Slap me, there's a pretty sight.

>> It will be prettier still when the fire reaches the magazine, Captain.

>> Pity though, lots o' stout seamen among 'em, they've been with us a long time.

>> We can, none of us, live forever, Mr. Boyle, and dead men don't talk.

Man your oars, we've got this job to do before high tide.

(dramatic music) There!

And dig faster, if the tide catches us here it'll save the King's hangman some rope.

(dramatic music continues) >> There ye are, deep enough to bury a man in.

Give us a hand, mate.

>> All ready, Captain.

>> Down she goes.

(suspenseful music) What are you waiting for?

>> Well Captain, that chest's been in your cabin a longish time.

And we all thought as how it wouldn't do no harm to open up that chest and make sure that what was in it then is in it now.

>> I suppose you remember what was in it.

>> Aye.

I remember an emerald necklace that came off that Portuguese ship, El Vengar.

>> And all those pearls that we took from the big ship the Virgin Queen.

>> I remember a diamond medallion we got from that Moorish galleon off Madagascar.

>> And could we ever forget that silver casket with the arms of Lord Blayne that you claimed for yourself after the taking of the Twelve Apostles, sir?

>> Your neck will be stretched as long as your memory one of this days.

(dramatic music) (suspenseful music) Satisfied, gallows meat?

Put 'em back!

(dramatic music) Lower away!

(dramatic music) (pirate snapping fingers) (dramatic music continues) What's the matter?

>> Wait a minute Captain, there's something else you forgot.

>> What do you want now?

We've got but half an hour before the tide traps us!

>> That's just may be, sir, but we're all equal in this, I take it?

>> Equal shares, yes.

>> Well that key then, what you put back in your belt, that goes down with the chest!

Thus we starts all clear and no favors.

If some some of us don't get back it'll be that much easier to open for them that does.

>> Question me honor again would you, and I'll rip you from belly to chime.

(gun blaring) (dramatic music) Are we such callous rascals that we'd leave a dead comrade without commending his soul to his new master?

Here lieth one who through treachery and avarice would've placed in jeopardy the lives of honest men.

And here may he lie forever in the sands of Madagascar.

Rest in peace.

It's time to be out my lads, time to be away.

(upbeat music) >> If a gentleman's a gentleman, he's a gentleman, that's all there's to it, sir.

>> I'm one of nature's gentlemen, but I need polish, my good man.

If I'm to improve myself- >> A gentleman employs the terminology, "My good man," only when addressing lower servants, or his inferior, sir.

>> You see?

That's why I need you.

My upbringing... (sucking teeth) >> A gentleman never sucks his teeth, sir.

Many a man's social career has been ruined by less, sir.

>> You seem to know your business.

I want the best mind and I can pay for it.

100 quid a year.

>> An infallible mark of the person of quality is his reluctance to pay his domestics high wages.

>> You don't say so?

>> Shadwell: Merely an idiosyncrasy of good breeding, sir.

>> 60 quid a year then?

>> You realize I've never been onboard a ship before, sir?

>> Oh, don't let that frighten you.

>> To the contrary.

In fact, since I was a nipper I've had rather an adventurous inclination towards life on the bounding main.

It should be quite educational, sir.

>> You'll learn a lot, no doubt.

Is it a bargain then?

>> Very well, sir.

>> My hand on it?

Oh.

(dramatic music) (King coughing) >> Then, it is your proposal, my Lord Bellomont, that Captain Kidd sail to meet our ambassador Lord Fallsworth and give him safe convoy through the pirate waters of Madagascar?

>> May it please Your Majesty, yes.

>> That needs a bold and adventurous man.

Bring in this Captain Kidd while we take the measure of him.

(dramatic music) >> Man: Captain William Kidd.

>> Your Royal Majesty.

And other Lords.

>> Bellomont, is this your roaring killer of Spanish buccaneers?

(chuckling) >> Nay, me lad, I am only a peaceful shipmaster who must do trade with other ships without inquiring too closely about their business.

And it was so I fell into the hands of the Twelve Apostles, a King's ship turned pirate.

>> In Madagascar waters?

>> I have never been in Madagascar waters, Your Grace.

It was off the southern tip of Africa where I had gone to trade in elephant's teeth.

>> Who commanded her?

>> One of your admirals, Your Majesty.

Name of Lord Blayne.

>> He did turn pirating.

>> Sufficiently, me lads, to put fear in honest traders like meself.

>> And if you are successful in this voyage, Captain, what reward do you expect?

>> May it please Your Majesty, having forfeited me honor in that I was forced to strike me colors to a pirate, I want no reward but to regain it in the service of Your Majesty.

Unless it be, or is it true that Lord Blayne's lands are estreated and his title forfeit?

>> Yes.

>> Well, all I ask is that if I lay this renegade nobleman by the heels is that you honor me humble self with his castle and his lands.

>> Is that all you want, Captain Kidd?

>> Not a farthing more, Your Majesty.

>> Hmm, the fellow treats of a title so lightly he must be bursting with noble blood.

Though I confess he keeps it well hid.

>> Aye sir, you can no more judge of a man by his appearance than you can judge the extent of a nobleman's brains by the expensiveness of his wig.

(all laughing) Am I to suppose that the Captain of the King's Guard would deign to fence with me?

>> Come Captain, is your courage less than your wit?

>> Nay sir, I know nothing of fence.

You must come at me quickly as though you'll kill me.

>> Very well then.

>> I ask pardon, Sire, I've a hot head when roused, I only meant to demonstrate.

>> And to good purpose, Captain.

>> Your Majesty is satisfied with the Captain of our choosing?

>> I can think of none better.

>> I thank you, sir.

>> And now, Captain, the main mission of your crew will be to meet a great ship, the Queda Merchant, which is sailing from India with vast treasures, and to give her safe conduct in my name past the pirate waters of Madagascar.

>> But Your Majesty, will her commander accept me letter of mark as sufficient authority to- >> You shall have a letter to our ambassador, Lord Fallsworth who's returning in her, that he is to accept your protection.

>> And to submit to all matters pertaining to the safety of the ship, and her treasures, Sire?

>> King: Oh yes.

>> And now, Sire, me crew.

>> King: Your crew?

>> Captain Kidd, he wishes to recruit a crew from the pirates now under capital sentence in Newgate and the Marshal Sea.

>> A crew of condemned pirates?

>> Aye, sir, there's none would be so loyal, nor fight so desperate as cutthroats under sentence of death if they knew that at the end of the voyage a Royal pardon would be in their pockets.

>> But I shall hold you accountable for their good conduct.

>> Between their conduct and mine, Your Majesty, there will be little to choose.

>> And now, goodbye.

And God speed you.

>> I am but his unworthy sparrow.

(dramatic horn music) (people chatting) (dramatic music) >> Pew!

I'd rather eat the bilge scum from an African slaver.

>> Adam, don't let your temper get you the lash again.

>> If I must hang, I'll hang, but I'll go to the gallows with clean guts at least.

Hey you, what kinda stinking maggots meat is this?

>> Wardens!

Wardens!

There's that dainty scum Mercy complaining about the taste of the King's bounty again.

>> Should watch it!

>> Bounty?

Bounty me eye!

The King's allowance is thrupence a day for food, not muck from the sewers of Whitechapel!

>> Making trouble again, hey Mercy?

>> I'm asking only what a man's legally entitled to.

Here, smell this!

(dramatic music) >> Delicious.

(all laughing) (bell clanking) >> Hear ye, Governor!

What sort of a kingdom is this where a man's condemned before he's heard and starved before they hang him?

>> Who's that quarrelsome feller?

>> Adam Mercy, he was taken in a pirate ship by His Majesty's frigate, Wasp.

He's always escaping, so that's why we keep him in chains.

>> He's got a lacing of tiger's blood in him.

Poo.

This ain't exactly a flower garden, is it?

Oh, forgive me, Governor!

These are two of me officers Mr. Boyle, Governor Landers, Mr. Lorenzo, Governor Landers.

Spanish blood.

A pretty lot of sinners.

>> Capitan, do you think there is anyone down there knows us?

>> I hope not.

Governor, would you be good enough to tell them what we're here for?

>> Give heed you, you vermin!

Here's news to your advantage.

>> Is the hangman dead then?

>> Out with it then, Jack nasty face!

Is it that your mother's turned into an honest woman?

>> Silence, you mutinous dogs!

If another man speaks I'll trice him up by the thumbs and flay him raw!

(clucking tongue) >> Governor, is that the way to win the love of these unfortunate gentlemen?

Now then me bullies!

Would you rather do the gallows dance and hang in chains 'til the crows pick your eyes from your rotting skull or would you feel the roll of a stout ship beneath your feet again?

(all agreeing and muttering) >> I have a vessel, the Adventure Galley and the King's commission to sail her.

And for those who show a loyal and a stout heart there's a Royal pardon in the offing.

(all cheering) Which of you knows the waters of Madagascar?

>> I do!

>> Would you have him unlocked, Governor?

>> Warden, unlock him!

>> Look you then, I want men with iron in their blood and steel in their sinews!

And the first up here is the first enlisted.

Governor, if your wardens are ready would you be good enough to have them lower the ropes?

>> Lower away!

(dramatic music) (all clamoring) Here they come, make ready lads.

(dramatic music) >> Put your hands on that, I'll make you a free man.

The other one now, Next!

(soft music) Next one, come on.

(dramatic music) >> Name.

>> Peter Shaftstow.

>> Philip Shaftstow, regardless of the fact that I'm your Captain, you will always address a gentleman as "Sir," scum.

>> Peter: Aye, sir.

>> Make your mark.

(soft music) On board!

Name.

>> Adam Mercy, sir.

>> Oh, so it's you.

Mercy, that's a comical handle for a blade of fortune, Mercy!

>> It's also something the world needs more of.

>> A quiet and gentle philosopher, you speak cultured.

Were you by any chance a stable boy to a noble house?

>> Perhaps.

I was also Master Gunner to a buccaneer you may have heard of, Captain Avery.

>> Avery's Master Gunner?

We've needed a Master Gunner, Mr. Boyle, and from what I've heard Avery was a shrewd hand at picking 'em.

The berth's yours for as long as you can handle it.

>> I can handle it.

Swivel gun or long arm, I'll forfeit a guinea for every miss.

>> You'll forfeit your neck if you miss while you're on my ship.

Make your mark.

(dramatic music) And you can write.

We'll give you a nice bath.

Then you'll draw a uniform befitting a Master Gunner.

>> On board.

>> Next man!

Name.

>> Bartholomew Blivens, sir.

>> Bartholomew Blivens.

Make your mark!

There's no mask for a treacherous heart like an honest face, you keep an eye on him.

>> Down below!

(people chatting) >> Is the Captain aboard?

>> He's over there, sir.

(dramatic music) >> William: Next man!

>> That's all, sir, our complement's full.

>> Is it?

(dramatic music continues) >> Povy!

I thought you... >> Yes, you thought I was dead.

(dramatic music) >> I can hardly believe my eyes.

>> You mean you don't want to believe them.

>> Now come, come Mr. Povy, is that kind or is that fair?

>> As fair as what you did that day you abandoned me on a Bahama reef.

>> If you please, Mr. Povy, this is not the time to talk about that.

>> Oh, it's the time all right, unless you want me to go ashore and tell what I know.

In which case, your present voyage is over before it's begun.

>> Now, now, now, now, Povy.

Mr. Boyle, would you take over, please?

Mr. Lorenzo, take the deck watch.

Come to my cabin.

(dramatic music) My heart bleeds when I think of one of your delicate constitution having to fend for yourself on a coral reef, Mr. Povy.

>> Come off it, Captain.

I know why you marooned me.

It was so there'd be only three of you to share instead of four.

>> It's true!

A hostile wind did blow us away from your reef.

Between friends, we might have sailed back again but we did exactly what you would have done, Mr. Povy, so no more of your sentimental nonsense please.

>> Now that we are four again, what then?

>> We're not four, we're two, Boyle and Lorenzo, dull clods.

And 20,000 pounds apiece in their hands would only be spent in sinful ways.

>> And you propose to remove them from the path of temptation?

How?

A knife in the dark?

>> I am not a violent man, Mr. Povy, I detest violence, but people have such an awkward habit of getting in my way.

I am an ambitious man, Mr. Povy.

And an ambitious man, if he be bold enough, can carve himself a kingdom.

I'm going to be a Lord, my friend.

And that, for a commoner like myself, takes a deal of money.

And that's why there could be two less to share before we raise old England again?

>> You cold-gutted shark.

>> Oh.

A flatterer.

Oh, I'm glad you're back again, Mr. Povy.

You have no idea how gratifying it is to have a congenial soul to confide in.

>> Thank you.

Oh, there's something I want to tell you.

I have left with a trusted friend in London a sealed letter containing an exact and complete account of certain previous happenings only to be opened in case, just in case, of course, you should happen to return to England without me.

>> Of course, my dear fellow!

Very sensible of you, now I know you'll have a happy voyage, I shall too.

>> I'll look up me quarters.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (banging on door) (dramatic music) (horn blowing) (soft music) >> We are two of the luckiest men alive.

Just think, we're sailing for Madagascar waters.

We'll pick up the search where we left off.

Every officer onboard has a servant, I'll request the Captain to assign you to me, then we can be together.

(dramatic music) >> Yes, I've spent a good many years of my life at sea, Me Lady, but I doubt if any woman minds a dash of salt, even in a peer of the realm like myself.

Now, if Me Lady will join me in a minuet?

>> "My Lady," sir, not "Me Lady."

>> Blast me Shadwell!

Does one gentleman creep up on another without a cough, or a spit, or something to warn him?

>> I'm not a gentleman, sir, I'm a gentleman's gentleman.

Pity about the hair.

So you've tried everything?

Bear's grease?

Prenatal influence perhaps?

Dinner is served, sir.

>> Thank you, Shadwell.

>> Pardon, sir, I'll show you to your place.

>> Captain, what's all this mummery?

>> You can forget your bilge water manners for the time, Mr. Boyle.

You are now officer on a King's ship.

>> So a man must starve while his manners fatten!

(scoffing) (whispering softly) >> I know, I know.

And in a King's ship it is customary for the officers to rise when the captain enters.

(stomping foot) That's better.

Gentlemen, be seated.

(sighing) Well, well, well, what have we here?

(whispering softly) Of course, but don't press me.

(blowing and slurping) (banging on table) Come Mr. Mercy, tell us something about yourself.

>> You already know whatever's of consequence, sir.

While under Avery I was taken by a King's ship and brought to London.

There I was tried for a pirate and condemned.

>> You were innocent, of course.

>> No sir, I was guilty.

>> You speak above your station.

How came you to go on the account?

>> Call it love of adventure, perhaps for love of scandal, perhaps a mixing of all three.

>> And you've seen something of the world?

>> Enough, sir, to dislike what I've seen and to know there's small hope for a better.

>> Perhaps you'll prefer the next world, Mr. Mercy.

You were close enough to it when you were in the condemned hold at Newgate.

But I'm keeping you from your dinner.

(all laughing) And now gentlemen, a toast to the King.

And since proposing it is the privilege of the youngest present, the honor falls to Mr. Mercy.

Mr. Mercy, we're waiting!

>> No, sir, since I have little love for the King, I'll neither propose his health nor drink it.

>> Never the less, you are on a King's ship.

>> King's ship or the devil's, it's all the same to me, sir.

I owe him nothing.

>> You owe him your neck, Mr. Mercy, if it were not for his bounty, you'd be dancing daintily on air at Wapping.

>> I owe my reprieve to you, Captain, so to you I'll drink, and gladly, but not to William.

>> You stand up and drink to His Majesty's health as a King's officer should, or by fire and flame I'll have you shipped back to Newgate on the first vessel we speak!

>> Gentlemen, the King.

>> All: The King!

God bless him.

(dramatic music) (soft music) >> That's curious.

Do you suppose His Majesty put him on board to spy us out?

>> We found him chained to a pillar in Newgate.

>> It wouldn't be too hard for the King to plant him there.

>> Yes, but why would he speak so openly against the King?

>> Your wits are even duller than usual, Mr. Lorenzo.

Have you never heard of the serpent that takes the color of it's background, the better to strike?

Shadwell.

>> Shadwell: Yes, sir.

>> You have waited high born people and those of the courtship.

Have you ever seen Mr. Mercy before?

>> Not before this voyage, sir.

>> He's as high a spirit as a gentleman of quality, I like him.

Would you find out who he is and where he comes from?

>> As you wish, sir.

>> Thank you, Shadwell.

(muttering) (dramatic music) >> Foggy night.

>> Good evening, Shadwell.

>> Excuse me, sir, but you seafaring men always seem to be looking at something that I never can see?

>> We are looking for something just over the horizon.

>> You know sir, I recognized you for a gentleman the moment I saw you, sir.

>> What are you, a valet, doing at sea?

>> The Captain employed me to make him socially acceptable, sir.

I'm afraid we're too far out for me to swim back.

But if I can be of service to you, sir.

>> Did the Captain send you here?

>> Yes, sir.

>> Why?

>> He wants to know who or what you are, sir.

>> Who do they think I am?

>> Possibly a spy placed onboard by His Majesty.

They seemed uneasy, sir.

>> Hmm.

This Captain Kidd, how long have you known him, have you sailed with him before?

>> Oh no, sir.

All I know is, he's a, well, among other things, a merchant captain.

>> A spy, that's strange, why should they be afraid to be spied on?

Goodnight, Shadwell.

>> Goodnight, sir.

(soft music) >> Who is he, where's he from?

>> He's a nobody, sir.

He was employed by persons of quality where he learned his speech and his manners.

>> Oh.

(dramatic music) >> It's a matter of judgment, if you fire on the up roll, the shot will go over his yards.

But if you wait for the down roll, the enemy's coming up, now watch!

(upbeat music) Get ready!

(upbeat music continues) Fire!

(cannons blaring) >> All: Hurray!

>> Pretty shot Mr. Mercy, can you do as well with a 74 throwing grape and canister at you?

>> I've done it, sir.

Reload and secure, and pick up your practice on the lower quarter swivel gun.

>> Mr. Mercy, if you sailed with Avery you must know these waters.

>> Fairly, sir.

>> If we needed to careen and take on stores where would you recommend?

>> Ponticos Bay, sir, it lies- >> We draw too much water, you remember, Captain- >> Remember?

Remember what?

I only know the Spanish main, these are Madagascar waters.

Ponticos Bay?

>> Aye, sir.

>> Thank you Mr. Mercy, come along, Mr. Boyle.

(dramatic music) You blundering ass!

Your presence is becoming increasingly irksome to me.

Get you below.

(dramatic music) Now let's get down to the business of this voyage.

(grunting) Hand me that chart, Mr. Boyle.

>> Capitan, I have been thinking every day and every night.

What about that (speaking in foreign language) that we buried in the cave?

>> What good is it there?

Let's get it and get it back where we can spend it!

>> That stays where it is for a while.

>> Why?

>> We've got a fatter prize sailing right into our pockets.

Now!

Here's our present position.

Here's Madagascar, here's Calicut.

In June, the great galleon, the Queda Merchant sails from Calicut to England.

We should meet her about here.

She's stuffed from keel to gunnels with treasure to the value of half a million pounds.

>> Half?

>> And we are to give her safe passage through the pirate seas.

>> By safe passage, you mean we're to take her, Captain?

>> Now, now, now, don't be greedy Mr. Povy.

I grant that most of what's in her may find it's way into our pockets.

But let's be fair, the King, poor gentleman, will expect something.

But however we do it, it must be done legal like and honest!

>> Stick to ways you're familiar with.

>> Why, you pox riddled villain, I can be as honest as any man if I have the incentive!

>> Oh, yes, me Lord Blayne.

>> Lord Blayne's name is not be mentioned among us Mr. Povy.

He's dead, so is his crew, and so's ours, and there's none outside this cabin that knows what became of them.

And if you all enjoy living, you will remember that.

Well, here's to our meeting with the Queda Merchant!

>> Queda Merchant!

>> All: The Queda Merchant!

>> God bless her!

>> God bless her.

>> You're gonna need it.

(dramatic music) (suspenseful music) (bell clanging) >> Wind fresh from West, Nor'west, sir.

Course Nor'east by East, night dark but clear.

>> Very well, Mr. Mercy.

(suspenseful music continues) >> Nor'east by East.

>> Nor'east by East, sir.

(footsteps stomping on deck) (loud clanging and banging) (dramatic music) >> Bosun down!

It's Mr. Boyle!

Lend a hand men!

>> Man down!

>> What happened?

>> He's dead.

(pensive music) >> If I find the man that's responsible for this, I'll hang him!

(dramatic music) Fetch the yard and reset it!

(somber music) >> What do you suppose happened?

>> Someone's been tampering with this lines.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) >> We are gathered together to bid farewell to a gallant seaman and a stout comrade.

Here was a man, shipmates, whose heart the flinty mountains could not match.

Who always took better than he gave.

Whose benevolence was such the orphan's might and the rich man's gold alike found refuge in his pocket.

A jealous providence removed him from our midst, and I esteem it a privilege to commit his body to the deep.

We shall all mourn him.

Aye, we shall mourn him, but take comfort my friends, we shall never see his like again, rest in peace.

Pop him over.

(water splashing) Pity, Mr. Mercy, a great pity, but the ship's work must go on.

Move your gear into poor Mr. Boyle's cabin, you will take his place as Master.

As Master!

>> Aye, sir.

(dramatic music) (Shadwell groaning) (whimsical music) Why Shadwell!

Don't tell me after all this time at sea you're still- >> My inward revolt is not from the movement of the vessel, sir, it's occasioned by the company I endure.

The manners I say nothing of, sir.

But I am a Dorcestershire man, and when I find a common ship master has the presumption to copy himself the coat of arms of one of our best Dorcestershire families, can you wonder if I am physically upset?

>> Whose crest was he copying?

>> Credit it or not, sir, the Blayne crest.

>> Are you certain?

>> Perfectly, sir.

Pardon me sir, I must join the Captain.

He's inspecting a cask of pickled eels, (gagging and swallowing) with Mr. Lorenzo.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music continues) (items clanking) (dramatic music continues) (door banging) >> Well, Mr. Mercy, do your new duties include robbing my desk?

>> Shoot me Captain and your head goes with it.

I'm here by the King's order.

>> So he did plant you on board.

>> Do you think he'd let a man sail with a crew of Newgate cut-throats and not keep tabs on him?

And with good reason.

If anything ever reeked of piracy, this does, and murder, Captain.

Boyle's death was no accident.

By the way, what ship was sunk here, the Twelve Apostles?

>> Why the Twelve Apostles, Mr. Mercy?

>> There's Blayne's ring, his name is on it, and he commanded the Twelve Apostles, that'll make interesting telling in London when we get back, Captain.

>> If you get back.

>> When I get back, for if I don't... On the other hand.

>> On the other hand, what?

>> Since a man doesn't exactly grow rich in the King's pay.

>> Oh!

(scoffing) A crooked rogue!

So you have your price, how much?

>> An equal share in what's buried here.

>> Share that with you?

I'll be hanged if I do.

>> You'll be hanged if you don't.

>> Of all the slumocky blaggards.

And if you do share, Mr. King's Informer, what guarantee is there that you won't still turn evidence to the Crown?

>> If I go in with you, I'm equally guilty, and if we are caught We hang together, but, I can keep you from being caught, what more could you ask?

(chuckling) >> You know, Mr. Mercy, I wondered sometimes if ever I'd meet a more unscrupulous blaggard than myself, and I have.

But let's be sensible about this, who knows, we might be useful to each other one day.

>> In one way or another.

>> But you've forgotten something.

(snapping fingers) The ring.

>> So I have.

Listen in carefully because I want you to tell it in London if anything happens to me.

Kidd caught me in his cabin robbing his desk.

I lied to him, told him I was a King's informer.

>> Good!

>> Yes, but he didn't believe me, not one word, he just pretended to.

>> Oh, why didn't you shoot him?

Then he would give us no more trouble.

>> If he proves the liar I think him, King's man or no, he betrayed an uncommon interest in the Twelve Apostles.

I didn't like it, Mr. Lorenzo, and I mean to find out why.

>> Why, you coulda charged him with robbery and turned him off to the yardarm, all legal and shipshape.

You woulda been rid of him once and for all.

>> Let's not be impetuous, Mr. Povy, he can't leave us, unless he swims.

It'll be rather amusing to find out what he does.

You rest easy, leave Mr. Mercy to me.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic sweeping music) >> Sailor: Sail ho!

(dramatic music) Sail ho!

>> Have the bosun pipe the chorus.

>> Pipe the chorus!

(whistle blaring) (dramatic music) >> It's the Queda Merchant, sure enough.

>> Can you make her out, Captain Rawson?

>> Hmm.

She hasn't the cut of a buccaneer, Your Excellency.

Much too tidy for that, more like a King's ship.

Yet she has the lines of a merchantman.

(soft music) >> Have the longboat ready and manned.

>> Longboat off board!

>> Stand by to put a shot across her bows, Mr. Mercy.

>> Aye, sir.

>> Number four gun crew stand by for action!

>> She's flying the English colors.

Perhaps she's our escort ship.

It was about here we were to meet wasn't it?

>> Though we'll make dead certain just the same.

Mr. Gillian, see that all hands at their stations.

>> Very good, sir.

(pensive music) >> Ready?

Fire!

(cannons blaring) >> Well placed Mr. Mercy.

Hard to starboard!

>> Hard to starboard!

>> Sailor: Starboard she is, sir.

(upbeat music) You will come across with us in the longboat, Mr. Mercy.

And pay my compliments to all officers who will dress as befitting a King's ship.

>> Aye, sir.

(dramatic music) Captain William Kidd of his Majesty's Privateer Adventure at your service, sir.

Mr. Povy, me surgeon, Mr. Mercy, me master, Mr. Lorenzo, me navigator.

>> Welcome aboard gentlemen, I'm Captain Rawson.

>> I am Lord Fallsworth, His Majesty's ambassador to the court of the Grand Mogul.

>> Your obedient servant, sir.

I've been sent to give you convoy and we better make haste with our business.

These are unhealthy waters for the ships to behove to, as I discovered a day or so ago.

>> You mean you sighted some of the pirate brotherhood?

>> More than that, sir.

We beat off two of 'em.

Avery and Culliford out of Last Hope, some 30 leagues South of here.

Oh, stop now, I nearly forgot, could you spare us some powder and ball?

We used more than was safe during the action.

>> Why, all that you need sir, and welcome.

>> Mr. Lorenzo here could attend to that then?

>> Mr. Gillian, take Mr. Lorenzo below and see to that he gets what he wants.

>> Aye, aye, sir.

>> Captain.

>> Hello, sir.

(dramatic music) >> I'll send for the master gunner, he'll take care of all your needs.

>> Uh-huh.

(dramatic music) >> Mr. Lorenzo!

>> Take this powder and put it in the longboat.

>> Aye, aye, sir.

>> Gentlemen, my daughter.

The Lady Anne Dunstan.

Captain Kidd, Mr. Povy, Mr. Mercy.

(soft music) >> Haven't we met before?

>> I think not, My Lady.

>> You remind me of someone I've seen.

>> I think it impossible that we could have ever met.

>> Perhaps.

>> How do we proceed now, Captain?

>> Well, I'm instructed to give you protection past Madagascar, and you'll be safe as long as we sail in company.

But Avery will be a wolf at your heels and if we are separated in darkness or storm- >> And what would you advise then, sir?

>> Well, I suppose we could take Lord Fallsworth and Lady Anne aboard the Adventure 'til Madagascar's astern, and then if we are separated and this vessel should be taken- >> What about the treasure onboard?

One silver chest alone, a present to His Majesty from the Grand Moghul.

Contains precious gems valued at more than a million pounds.

>> May I suggest, Your Excellency, now why not transfer the treasure chest with yourself and Lady Anne aboard the Adventure until we are out of danger?

She's a King's ship.

>> That is a great responsibility.

And although my instructions are that you are to trust me in all matters, I don't know if I could go so far as to- >> What else can we do?

Three of them against us, or even two, sir, we'd be helpless.

>> It's the wisest course.

>> I defer to Your Excellency.

Now could we inspect the chests?

We could have them slung into our boats along with the gear of Lord Fallsworth and Lady Anne.

>> Why, certainly.

Come, this way, Captain.

>> No trouble at all.

Hoist away!

(dramatic music) Mr. Povy.

>> I've sent for the manifest, Captain.

You may check it against the content of this chest and give me your receipt, if you will.

>> Gladly, gladly.

Oh, there you are Mr. Lorenzo, have you completed your business?

>> Almost, sir.

Your people have been most kind, Capitan Rawson.

There is only one detail left, it will not take a minute.

>> Finish it up then, we must be gone within the hour.

>> Yes, Capitan.

>> The manifest, sir.

>> Would you attend to that Mr. Povy?

>> Thank you very much, Captain.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music continues) (soft music) >> Come Mr. Lorenzo, you've seen a lovely lady before this.

A tribute to your beauty, ma'am.

Did you finish your business below?

>> Yes, Capitan.

>> Then we'd better be underway.

Mr. Mercy, you will see Lord Fallsworth and the Lady Anne into the boat.

>> Aye, sir.

(dramatic music) (pensive music) >> Make way for the longboat!

(somber music) (dramatic music) >> You will look after the luggage, Mr. Lorenzo.

I apologize, My Lady, for our poor accommodations, but me valet Shadwell will see that you're made comfortable.

>> It's a pleasure to have Your Ladyship aboard.

If you'll follow me, please.

(soft music) (dramatic music) Why hasn't it happened?

(explosion blaring) (dramatic music) Let it go, Boyle.

>> Captain.

(dramatic music) >> Father!

(dramatic music) >> Excuse me, My Lady, your father, may I say how sorry I am.

The Captain has requested that you take your meals in the main cabin.

>> Oh no Shadwell, I can't bear to face those men.

I can't!

>> I quite understand My Lady, but the Captain's orders are orders.

>> Shadwell, you must help me, there's no one else I can trust!

>> What can I do, My Lady?

I'm only a servant.

>> Where can I turn?

I'm so confused and frightened!

I keep thinking of my father and the others lost back there.

And on this ship, wherever I go those horrible staring men like Lorenzo who's always standing behind me, beside me.

Last night there was a tapping on the door, when I opened it there he was, that evil smiling face of his.

He might better belong with those pirates you fought a few days ago.

>> Pirates, My Lady?

We fought no pirates.

>> Well, my father said Captain Kidd told... (dramatic music) Shadwell, what manner of ship this is?

My father was killed deliberately, I'm sure of it.

That's why I can't bear to face your Captain.

I'd accuse him.

(dramatic music) >> There is a man onboard, My Lady, a gentleman whom I know you can trust.

>> Mr. Mercy?

>> Shadwell: Yes, My Lady.

>> Shadwell, I know I've met or seen him before, no matter how he denies it.

His name isn't Mercy, but who is he?

>> All I really know is, My Lady, he's no friend of the Captain's.

Perhaps if I ask him, he'll, shall I?

>> Oh yes, will you please?

>> Yes, My Lady.

>> I am asking you again, very nice, my dear Capitan.

>> Your fancy manners do not impress me, Mr. Lorenzo.

>> When do we divide the gold?

>> In London, not before!

>> Uh-huh.

Then look Capitan, I will make a bargain with you.

>> A bargain?

Everybody wants to bargain with me, you and Mercy!

Farther and feather, what do you think I am, a stinking sausage merchant?

What kind of a bargain?

>> The girl.

(William scoffing) All my life I have dreamed of a beautiful woman like that.

Give me half of my (speaking in foreign language) now and you can split the rest between you, if you will let me have her.

>> Fine on him, he's smit with love, again.

>> I want her, and I am going to take her.

>> Whether I like it or not?

>> Uh-huh.

With all this treasure onboard the crew is like a barrel of hot gunpowder.

All that is needed is a word in the right ears.

>> Do you mean mutiny?

You're a witness.

He's inciting the crew to mutiny.

>> No, no, no, no, Capitan, I was only joking.

>> You have a very nasty way of joking, Mr. Lorenzo.

As for the girl, I have my own plans for her and they do not include you.

Get out.

(William scoffing) (soft music) (knocking on door) >> Who is it?

>> Adam Mercy.

>> Mr. Mercy, I- >> Shh.

(suspenseful music) (soft music) >> Thank you for coming, Mr. Mercy, I- >> My name's Adam Blayne.

>> Son of Lord Blayne?

I knew it, I knew it.

What are you doing on this ship?

>> My father was killed and accused of piracy.

>> Few people believe that Lord Blayne- >> The King did.

That's why I went to sea and turned pirate three years ago.

That's why I'm on this ship.

I knew that someday I'd come upon the truth.

>> And you have?

(soft music) It was Captain Kidd who killed your father, wasn't it?

Adam, I'm no fool.

He did the same thing to my father.

>> The fat butcher.

It's taken me three years to track him down.

Three years of degradation.

Now I got him where I want him and he knows it.

>> You mean he knows who you are?

>> He knows something.

>> That's why you didn't let me to know who you were.

Why you avoided me.

>> If Kidd knew we shared this he'd kill you with as little compunction as he means to kill me, if I'd let him.

>> What can I do to help, there must be something?

>> Forget everything you've seen on this ship.

Play up to him, be friendly, that way you'll be safe.

Now, when you get back to London, no matter what has happened to me, go to the Lord of the Admiralty and the King.

You'll be doing me a great favor as well as yourself.

>> I will, Adam, I promise.

>> We're going to have trouble with Lorenzo.

He's speaking as a lion who's exciting the tiger.

>> His blood's getting too rich for him.

He'd be the better for a bleeding.

(thunder clapping) >> Things are getting a bit complicated, My Lord.

The King may accept the elimination of the Queda Merchant as an accident, maybe even the sudden demise of Lord Fallsworth, but what about the Lady?

You said you had plans for her.

Do they include- >> Mr. Povy, the little dear is as safe with me as if she was me daughter.

My passion's power and gold.

Since she suspects nothing I'll deliver her to His Majesty along with his share of the Queda Merchant's goods, I'll weep appropriately over the untimely demise of her pa, receive the grateful thanks of me Sovereign, and a peerage is mine.

>> Me Lord!

>> Laugh if you will, but that's what I'll have.

And neither man nor devils will stop me.

(thunder clapping) (knocking on door) >> Shadwell.

>> Senorita, Milady, do not be alarmed.

>> Now that she knows who I am and what kind of a ship she's on, I think we can count on her to keep her head.

You stay here 'til I come off watch.

>> Help!

(dramatic music) (swords clanking) (dramatic music) Shadwell!

>> Use your head Mr. Povy, luck's with us tonight.

Which of either of them would you like to see survive?

(dramatic music) (thunder clapping) (dramatic music continues) (dramatic music) (thunder clapping) Mr. Mercy, you did well to protect her.

(somber music) (dramatic music) >> Are you alright, sir?

>> Yes, I'm all right, look after Lady Anne.

>> Shadwell.

Adam, what's the matter?

>> My medallion, it's gone!

Has the Blayne crest on it.

>> Blayne?

Perhaps I can find it for you, sir.

>> No, it must have come off just before Lorenzo went through the port.

Shadwell, take Lady Anne to her cabin.

>> Oh please Adam, I can't go in there.

>> You must Anne, this is serious, it involves you.

Remember, no matter what tricks he tries, you've never seen me before and you don't know who I am.

Shadwell I think- >> Well, don't worry about me, sir.

He never could get anything out of me and he never will.

>> It's the only way you'll be safe.

Shadwell will watch out for you.

>> What about you Adam, what will he do?

>> The same thing he's done with the others, if he gets a chance.

>> Oh, Adam!

>> Don't worry Anne, I at least know what to expect.

Go now.

(soft music) Shadwell, if anything does happen remember you're to stand by Lady Anne and see that she gets safely to London.

>> I'll stake my life on it, sir.

>> I know you will.

>> Be careful Adam.

Please be careful.

(soft music continues) >> Come My Lady.

>> He's no King's man.

>> Who is he then?

>> Tomorrow we pull into the lagoon for water, and while the crew is getting it onboard, you and me, and Mr. Mercy's going to the cave.

>> You're gonna take him there?

>> I have a peculiar humor to watch my clever young friend's face when we dig up that chest.

>> Sweet dreams.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) >> Dig fast Mr. Mercy, you haven't got forever.

>> Who might this be?

>> Perhaps a man that asked too many questions.

(dramatic music) (shovel scraping chest) >> Gently now, Mr. Mercy, you've come on something.

>> So it was the Twelve Apostles, aye, Captain?

>> Yes it was Mr. Mercy.

(dramatic music) Open it up.

(dramatic music) >> Blayne's.

>> Blayne's.

He was a brave seaman, but foolish.

Did you happen to know him, Mr. Mercy?

>> I've heard of him.

>> I thought perhaps you had.

This is yours.

Isn't it?

>> I traded a ring for it, one of Avery's men.

>> Yes, when I encountered Lord Blayne at sea I did my simple duty as a loyal subject, a pity he turned pirate and traitor to his King.

>> Liar!

(dramatic music) (gun blaring) (gun blaring) (dramatic music continues) (dramatic music) >> He's meat for the sharks now, Mr. Povy.

The tide closes this place in half an hour.

We've nothing more to fear.

>> Oh yes you have, Captain, Lady Anne.

>> It's a long voyage home Mr. Povy, and anything might happen.

(dramatic music) >> Naturally, her Ladyship is still very distressed, sir.

>> In the midst of life we are in death, Shadwell, and though me heart bleeds- >> My heart, sir.

>> My heart bleeds.

(soft music) Confound you Shadwell, you've drove the thought right out of me head, and it was an uncommon pretty one!

>> Shadwell: I'm sure of that, sir.

>> Go to her at once.

Tell her she can't mourn forever and I shall expect her to take her meals in the main cabin with the rest of us.

>> Very well, sir.

>> Poor lad, we turned just in time to see him go over the edge.

Searched for an hour, never came up.

Well, here's to him, wherever he is.

You feeling ill?

(soft music) >> Yes, sir.

I'll go to my cabin with your permission.

>> If you wish, it's been quite a trying voyage, what, with one little thing or another, but bear up, you'll soon be home again.

(somber music) (dramatic music) >> I warned Adam not to go.

No one could've stopped him.

>> It was cold bloodied, planned, deliberate.

The same will happen to her Ladyship unless we can... (knob clicking) >> Adam!

Adam, how did you?

>> If he finds you onboard, sir.

>> I've come back for Lady Anne.

>> Oh, thank you, sir.

>> I've been hanging on the rudder chain since dark waiting for the turn of the watch.

The jolly boat's moored astern.

I waited along side, it's secured right under this port.

Why, get in it and drift aft under the main cabin.

Well now, get me some dry clothes.

Shadwell, where is the Captain?

>> In his own cabin with Mr. Povy, sir.

Examining the silver chest they brought back onboard, sir.

>> My father's chest.

Shadwell, Kidd doesn't suspect you.

Tell Lady Anne to get some things together and when the coast is clear you come back for me.

>> Yes, sir.

(dramatic music) >> Bosun!

>> Bosun: Aye, sir.

>> Rouse out both watches at daybreak, we'll weigh it on the morning tide.

>> Bosun: Aye, sir.

(dramatic music) >> Adam!

>> Kidd doesn't suspect Shadwell, he's staying onboard and he'll be evidence for us in London.

Bart's in the small boat moored astern, we'll row ashore.

>> Then where Adam?

>> Two days journey overland is the pirate town of Last Hope.

It's the most lawless place on earth, but I have friends there.

Somehow they'll find us a ship for England.

>> England.

>> Now!

>> Come on!

(dramatic music) Sit down in the bow.

>> Goodbye, My Lady.

Goodbye, My Lord.

Godspeed.

(soft music) I'll see you in England.

>> Sailor: Ahoy there!

Who's in that boat now?

>> Come on.

(dramatic music) >> Come on!

(dramatic music) >> Fire.

(gun blaring) (groaning) >> Thank you, Me Lord scoundrel.

(dramatic music) (explosion blaring) >> Fire.

Down the longboat!

(dramatic music) >> Bart?

Bart!

Hold on to me.

(dramatic music continues) >> William: Take her away!

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) Now he's dead as a mackerel.

>> Sailor: He's gone too, now I guess that's the end of 'em, aye Captain.

>> Kidd: And good riddance!

Back to the ship boys!

(dramatic music) >> If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, my friend, forget it.

There's the little matter of a letter I left in London.

>> Spoilsport.

(dramatic music) (upbeat music) (dramatic horn music) (dramatic music) >> Announcer: Captain William Kidd!

>> Greetings, Captain!

What news have you brought me from the Indian Seas?

>> By your leave, Your Majesty, both good and ill, but mostly very good indeed.

I return by way of the American colonies, Sire.

>> So I understood.

With the main points of your voyage, I'm familiar.

I wonder if you could enlighten me about the affair of the Queen's godchild, Lady Anne Dunstan and your shipmaster Mr. Mercy?

>> Oh, that poor impetuous fellow, Sire, inveigled that bud of innocence, he did, into running away with him.

And catching him red handed, in defense of me very life, I was forced to dispatch 'em both, rest in peace.

>> Tell me Captain about the treasure and the Queda Merchant.

>> Unfortunate, Sire, most unfortunate.

We'd shipped with that chest, when up she blew, and all souls went heavenward, rest in peace to them, ditto.

>> I see.

And about the Twelve Apostles and Lord Blayne did you encounter any trace?

>> Nay, Sire, I can only hope that the weight of his sins sank both him and his ship.

>> I see.

Then how do you explain this?

(soft music) >> Whose might that be, Your Majesty?

>> My officers found it on your ship at Plymouth after you'd left for London.

It bears the Blayne crest, with which I believe you are not unfamiliar.

>> I've always felt that Mr. Povy, me surgeon, a very wily fellow indeed, was hiding something from me.

>> Hiding it in a secret labyrinth in your cabin, Captain?

>> I hope Mr. Povy has a proper explanation, Sire.

>> Mr. Povy was killed three days ago defending it.

With his dying oath he swore it was not his.

>> Perhaps Shadwell, me valet, slipped it aboard.

>> Might it not have come from a Madagascar cave, Captain?

>> Those sullen gents will clear me about all this, Your Majesty.

>> Enough of your lies!

Look!

(dramatic music) >> Nightmare!

>> A pity you overlooked Last Hope, Captain.

We stood on the headland with my friend Avery and watched you sail by.

May it please Your Majesty, I accuse this man of piracy and murder!

>> Was ever a gentleman so misfortunate?

>> Lock him up in Newgate, he's to be held for the next session of the Court of Oyer and Terminer, there to be tried for his life.

(dramatic music) >> Hands off me, you scum!

All I've done was to the credit and for the honor and glory of England!

(dramatic music) So here's me bequest, to them what hunts what I have hid and to their sons' sons down through the endless corridors of time, greed that spawns murder, hatred that corrodes the soul.

Ambition, the foulest strumpet of all!

>> Hey Jack!

Jack Kidd, sell me a bit of that rope for sixpence, will ya?

>> Save your money, me lads, you can have it all for nothing if you'd only step up here and wear it.

(all laughing) Hurry up, Jack!

Can't wait forever!

(somber music) >> Captain Kidd is dead, My Lord Blayne.

His account is closed.

By what manner can I atone for the injustice I worked upon your father?

Offer your first, Sea Lord, what do you suggest?

>> We have a fine frigate of 50 guns, commissioned for American waters, Sire, that we thought of naming the Lady Anne.

>> It shall be a wedding gift to you from the Crown for your loyalty and service to King and country.

(dramatic music) (all applauding)