(uplifting piano music) - You doubt the justice of our cause, sir?
- And what cause would that be, sir?
Liberty or tyranny?
I declare the Wheal Leisure Mine open!
(audience clapping) (audience cheering) (heavy breathing) (birds chirping) You've redeemed me.
I am your humble servant and I love you.
How did we make something so perfect?
I promise you, I will make the world a better place for her.
To the Poldarks.
(hands slapping) - [Francis] To the Poldarks.
(waves crashing) - What'll ye do now?
- Learn my lesson.
Plow my fields, harvest my crops, cherish my family.
Live a quiet life.
(intense orchestral music) (gunshots ricocheting) (heavy breathing) (footsteps thudding) - You.
(smacking) (groaning) - And on which side will you fight, Ross?
For the civilized world or the revolution?
- On the side that stands for humanity.
(romantic orchestral music) My true, real, and abiding love is not for her.
(fire crackling) It's for you.
(uplifting orchestral music) - Ross.
- My friend.
Make haste and come with us.
- To the noblest, bravest man I've ever known.
Captain Ross Poldark.
- [Crowd] Captain Ross Poldark.
- One moment!
(crowd angrily shouting) (gasping) These men have no grievance against authority.
To show mercy now would not be a sign of weakness, a signal that real justice had been served would be a reprieve.
- Reprieve!
- Reprieve!
(crowd murmuring in agreement) I think perhaps I've taken you for granted.
(romantic orchestral music) Assumed you knew what to me was obvious, that you are the better part of me.
These are my terms.
I may support the abolition of slavery.
I may take any action I feel would benefit the poor.
- Agreed.
- I accept the nomination.
- Are we strangers still?
(fire crackling) - Yes, but strangers who know every inch of each other's skin.
So perhaps we should begin again from there.
(crashing) (kissing) (thud) (heavy breathing) For better or for worse, in contentment or in strife, nothing in my life has meaning without you.
