"Where am I?" "Where are we?" "What is this place?" "One minute I'm in Yorkshire, going about my ways." "The next, this spiky land." "This green-yellow paradise without a name." "48!" "They were bastards, then men who ruled us." "49!" "They flogged our backs for fun." "50!" "So, me and a black girl broke out, and joined a gang." "A brutal man by the name of John Whitehead was our leader." "And we lived well." "Let's go." "And for the floggings, we did some of our own damage back." "Magistrates' houses, settlers' farms, our enemies' properties." "We torched them all." "We were famous." "And by 1815, I'd become the most wanted man in the British Empire." "Governor!" "Open these doors!" "Oh, Jesus Christ!" "Michael bloody Howe!" "Governor!" " Come on, Johnny." " Hold him down, now." "Come out and talk to us, you cowards!" "Back down the stairs!" "Move!" "Back down the stairs!" "Governor!" "I asked that Carlisle if he'd like to come in for a rum to sort it out like gentlemen." "I think the time for social drinking is past." "I don't know what to do!" "I mean, I've tried to reason with him..." "They're animals!" "They're all animals!" "We look like fools!" "The outlaws have humiliated us!" "We must fight back, Tom." "We must get up off our knees and fight the savages, cutthroats - any heathen who dares to infest this colony." "We must put the bastards in their place now!" "You must speak, Governor!" "They'll take matters into their own hands, and we cannot control a war!" "Alright!" "I know all this!" "After you, then." "Oh, Tom Davey's dragged out his puppets again, has he?" "Still lurking in the shadows, Davey?" "Tell me, who exactly is running this colony?" "Charles, please." "A little respect wouldn't go astray." "We need to operate within the confines of British law." "There is no law in Van Diemen's Land, Knopwood." "Out there in the mountains, in the fields, the bloody outlaws Howe and Whitehead are more powerful than all of you lot put together." "Settle down, Mr Carlisle." "Settle down?" "How many times has your property been ransacked, Magistrate?" "What - three, four?" "Five!" "You can't even look after yourselves." "How are you gonna look after the people?" "!" "Alright, just stop it!" "What's your marvellous solution, then, Carlisle?" "Self-defence is the first law of nature." "If you will not protect us, then we must take up our arms and protect what is ours, and if that means killing one or killing them all, so be it!" "May I remind you, Charles, that we are still Englishmen?" "But as far as I can see, Robert, this isn't England." "What's he doing there, hmm?" "What are all these soldiers doing?" "Standing around with guns holding US back when they should be out there stopping the outlaws from burning down my fucking farms!" "We send armed men, little more than savages, into the forest, then we might as well declare war!" "Are you blind?" "We're already at war, and we're sick of hearing about amnesties and pardons." "Someone needs to take the fight to them." "What are you gonna do?" "Enough, men!" "Saddle the grey!" "I'll bring him in myself!" "Ha!" "Where is he?" " I said, where is he?" " John!" "The magistrate's not here." "Go, go, go, go!" "Fuck!" "Right!" "Won't be needing this in the East Indies." "Boiling!" "When will you return, my dear?" "Ah, entirely dependent upon business, and of course, the kindness of the tides." "Not too long, I promise." "Nine months at the most." "Enough time for a baby to be born." "No doubt, my love, you have endured with pious resignation so great a trial." "Perhaps this time alone will offer rest and respite for the loss of our infant." "I don't want rest, nor respite, Edward." "Hurry back, please." "Take your mind off things by embracing our properties." "But do send word if the job becomes too much for a woman in your state." "Edward..." "Edward, please." "Edward!" "Edward, please don't go!" "Come along, Caroline." "Caroline!" "Leave her, please." "It's alright, sweetheart." "Leave her here with me." "Please, Edward!" "Leave her here with me!" "Jacqueline, take her inside!" "Edward!" "Come on." "Right." "It's OK, darling." "Mummy's not well again." "We'll just go away and give her some time to get better." "Mrs Lord!" "It's that Michael Howe, he's lit a fire, and it ain't gonna stop." "More water!" "Oh!" "We're not going out there again!" "Suffice to say, that didn't go as I expected." "They have my horse." "Oh!" "Well, I don't know where he is." "Uh!" "So, what has transpired in my absence?" "'I could set the whole country on fire, and thrash in one night more than can be gathered in a...'" "Stop it!" "Will I continue?" "Yes." "'My men are well supplied in arms and food." "We have been preserved from your plots in public, and will likewise be preserved from them in secret." "I'm as much inclined to take life as you are." "We will destroy every party you send out against us, and I will make you pay dearly." "If you wish to prevent it, send bearer.'" "Signed in blood by Whitehead, Howe, and a boy named Septon." "Well, that's as priceless a piece of effrontery as can be imagined." "Ah, Maria!" "So glad to see you safe and well." "I thought it prudent to bring you in for safe housing." "These outlaws are still on the loose and we cannot be too careful, especially where a beautiful woman is concerned." "Please, come through to the storeroom." "I've prepared a bed for you." "I trust it'll be to your liking." "Alternatively, there's always my house." "I'm not here for lodging opportunity." "I'm here to announce my position as representative of all my husband's interests." "I would appreciate if I could be privy to all of your discussions..." "Maybe we should be privy to what you know, Mrs Lord." "You are, after all, little better than them." "Charles!" "What's that supposed to mean, Mr Carlisle?" "You may wear fancy petticoats and linens, but we know what you really are." "I know who I am too, and the wife of the wealthiest man in this land, and I trust you will keep me well informed." "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr Knopwood, but I'll be perfectly fine where I am." "Howe's outlaws do not scare me so." "Thank you." "Blasted man!" "Hey!" "Hey, gather round!" "Gather round!" "Oi, listen up!" "Hey!" "Ten miles there and back, I ran!" "What does it say about me?" "It says, 'The vicious bandit Michael Howe and his gang are sought for numerous crimes!" "'" "It says 'Howe and his gang'?" "Yeah." "Yeah, 'Humphrey fire' and how we even took the canine, uh, other stuff about, 'women forced to witness unprintable horrors in the past'." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Says, 'Michael Howe stands 5'6" with a cold and merciless stare, ex-army, Highway man, has a black girl with him'?" "Says the gang is growing by the minute!" "The Governor is offering a reward of 100 guineas for the capture of Howe!" "Stay here!" "I'll come!" "No, you won't!" "I hope for your sake you and your crow ain't going around making a show." "It's the Whitehead gang." "Yeah, I know." "We know, John." "John." "Long way from home." "Your lads have been making quite a mess." "Too right." "Governor got your letter." "What letter?" "The letter that says you're gonna set the whole country alight." "Oh, aye." "That letter." "Pleased to meet you, Mr Howe." "You are Michael Howe, yes?" "No, Michael Howe has a much prettier head - 100 guineas worth." "I'd like to ask you something." "John Whitehead." "It's my gang." "What are you fighting for, Mr Whitehead?" "For, to me, it seems you're fighting with twigs." "All high and mighty, drinking your fill." "Would you not rather be drinking rum in the Governor's own chair?" "What about houses in the hills and whores knocking at your doors?" "I have the keys to the town." "I'm the Governor's left hand." "We could walk in tomorrow and bring down this entire colony, or would you rather men like Carlisle running the place?" "Carlisle, a man who has been petitioning the Governor to have all your heads on spikes." "A man that hates you more than he hates the blacks." "A man who laughs at you." "Who the fuck are you?" "I'm Maria Lord." "I'm a convict, just like you." "I hate who you hate." "John!" "I'm sorry I had not heard of you." "Good evening." "That's not what we agreed!" "Tell the Governor there will be noise at Carlisle's house tonight." "You and your boys are late, Captain." "Mick, wake up!" "Mick!" "Whitehead's taken off, and he got guns." "He's off to Carlisle's house with my axe on him!" "Gibbons tried to stop him and he hacked his foot clean off!" "They'll kill him, Mary." "Good!" "Load up!" "Hey!" "No!" "Just the two of us." "Why save him?" "If they get him, he'll talk." "Are we taking the dog?" "No!" "But you're taking me." "Why don't you all come out so I can shoot you in the head?" "!" "Get him." "Stay down!" "You, with me!" "John!" "Here I am, on my own, you bastards!" "John Whitehead!" "Come on, look who's waiting for you!" "Drag him up here." "You can come out now." "I got him." "When I give the signal, get up and drag him here." "Oh, my hero!" "Shh!" "Let's get the fuck out of here!" "Shh!" "You, you, with me!" "Howe!" "Arggh!" "Fucker!" "Fire the gun!" "Stop!" "Black Mary." "This your property, sir?" "Get up!" "I'll get you out of here!" "Don't let me die." "Don't let me die." "Is he gonna die, Mick?" "Yes, he's gonna die." "Let's go." "The girl's family were murdered by soldiers, so she were brought up by the whites." "No-one ever spoke her real name, but they christened her Black Mary." "Mary taught us the land, how to live off it, how to burn it, how to hide in it, and without her, we would have been dead months ago." "Until this moment, I never really understood why she stayed with us." "But now I knew." "She had her own war inside." "What did he do to you, Mary?" "Whitehead, what did he do?" "Nothing." "Other girls..." "He's a bad man." "Is that why you did it?" "For them?" "Yeah." "And 'cause of this." "I wonder which of us it'll look like, you or me." "I hope it's you." "We go north." "Go home." "With the little one, yeah?" "Not selling as many tickets these days." "Well, no, yes." "Hardly the mark of a civilised people, is it?" "Do you think we could bring civilisation to Van Diemen's Land without heads on spikes?" "Michael!" "What now?" "Know what they're calling you now?" "Michael Howe, Lieutenant-Governor of the Woods." "Welcome home." "How was your day?" "Nice to see you again." "Thanks." "Nice dress." "Mind yourself, young fella." "Is that right?" "Leave us alone, please." "Mary." "Worrell, you two, please." "Mrs Lord, I don't..." "No, I think I can take it from here." "I had a feeling I might see you again." "You're making quite a name for yourself." "I'm Lieutenant-Governor of the Woods, haven't you heard?" "So, who's next?" "Knopwood?" "Humphrey again?" "Me?" "I know it were you placed Nairn and his men at Carlisle's house." "Is that right?" "Yeah." "You saw Whitehead that day." "You put that thought in the man's head." "It were all you." "All me." "Whitehead was our leader." "I should kill you now." "You should, but you won't." "You expect me to spare a woman who sets me up, double-crosses..." "You're still alive, Mr Howe." "That man was a drunk and a liability to our cause." "Our cause?" "I want protection, and in return," "I will issue you with the Governor's plans for your capture." "You think I'm afraid of the Governor?" "I don't think you're afraid of anyone, Mr Howe." "I think that you were born savage, and I think that..." "That's where you got me wrong." "I'm no savage, and neither's my girl." "Then why are you doing this?" "Power." "For the power?" "No." "No, power does things to people." "I never met a man who had it that I favoured, so I take it away from them, hope they see what remains." "And what does?" "This land." "This land's all that's left, and it shouldn't be theirs." "Who do you suppose should govern it?" "The blacks?" "Or perhaps you and your little army." "The most violent - that's who takes the land, who always takes the land." "The ones who do the worst." "The ones with the most power." "Let it be known there is no cause." "I don't trust you, Mrs Lord." "There is the land and there is us." "We take the north, you take the south." "My girl and I prefer it up there." "You and your lot can take your dinner parties in town." "If the Governor of the Woods truly has such disdain for figures of authority, wouldn't he rather possess the entire colony himself?" "Me and..." "Yes." "We're having a child." "What are you fucking laughing at?" "Oh, God, you can't just torment an entire society of settlers and then happily hide away in the bush eating berries with the blacks." "This is a war, my friend." "We're halfway to winning it." "One more push, and it's all ours." "My husband's coat won't fit you, Mr Howe." "How do I look?" "Every man here has known the lash, with masters over us." "We have felt, all of us, the shame, their manacles, their irons, as they strike upon our naked backs again..." "And again and again and again!" "But I say to those same masters, beware." "Beware what you have awoken." "Beware of the risen people, for we shall take what they would not give." "They think their law is stronger than us?" "Than a man's desire to be free?" "But in these forests, we are beholden to no master!" "They would keep us in chains, but this is our land now, and we will be the ones to divide the spoils." "Right!" "There will be land for every man of this cause, but it will not be easily won." "Each of you came to this island a slave." "You have had your shame, and now find your courage." "And then find your rage." "And then find your gun, find what belongs to you now!" "In these forests and these hills, each of you a free man!" "Come on, there's another one here!" "Into him!" "Come on!" "Oh, and one in the kisser!" "One in the kisser, come on!" "Oh, you've done well!" "59!" "60." "That'll do." "So, the red part is what Howe has plundered, and not, in fact, what he has missed, is that correct?" "Plundered." "Yes, yes, of course." "There is no evident pattern." "Ah, Bill, good work out there, Bill!" "Good work!" "Scottish." "Couldn't kill him." "Well, you're not going to believe this, but I have thought long and hard about this situation, which I agree is a situation, and I am left with no other option but to declare martial law." "Finally some progress!" "This is a good idea." "Governor, you cannot declare martial law without the authority of Macquarie!" "Now, you can take the notion north and argue the point there, but you cannot declare it on your own." "Surely you understand this!" "I cannot imagine His Majesty, in all his benevolence, objecting to his subjects defending their own homes." "All those in favour!" "Surely I can." "I'm the Lieutenant-Governor of this God-awful place." "All those in favour!" "Morning, friends, all." "What is it we're agreeing to on such a nice day in Van Diemen's Land?" "Your timing is impeccable." "To what do we owe the pleasure?" "Excuse me?" "Mrs Lord is a welcome member of this committee." "She is representative of her husband's land while Edward is in Morocco." "We all concurred!" "Mauritius." "Er, really?" "Not Morocco?" "Edward's always missing when it matters." "Hasn't he heard what's erupted down here?" "These are desperate times, Mrs Lord." "Martial law has been declared." "Are you in favour?" "Governor?" "Yes?" "Martial law is permission to kill." "It is a last resort." "A thorough solution, to my mind." "All this for one man?" "It seems excessive." "I think we can all agree that" "Michael Howe is far beyond one man now." "You want Michael Howe?" "Yes!" "I do say, have you been blind and deaf since we arrived in this hellhole?" "Get his black girl and chain her up." "Howe will come crawling into town begging like a dog, I promise." "Seems that young black is indeed his favourite thing." "By all reports, my dog Bosun is his favourite thing." "And she's pregnant." "A young black girl carrying the child of a British outlaw." "If we don't get to her before this baby is born, one might say that a new world has begun - a world that none of you control." "How do you know all this?" "How are you coming in here with all this, expecting us to believe you?" "As our late friend Charles Carlisle remarked," "I will always be one of them, but of course, as it may seem, I prefer more dignified company." "Nairn, you should be able to bring us back a pregnant little dirt worshipper, eh?" "Not beyond your capabilities?" "To your success, Governor." "Can we go home now?" "It was strange to me how somewhere so unfamiliar could soon feel so like home." "The hills, the flowers, though bright enough, and breathtaking to admire, left me cold." "Looks nice." "How long have you been standing there?" "Long enough." "Won't you join me inside?" "Maria Risley stole from a dwelling house in Surrey and was sent here for seven years." "But Edward Lord, a Welsh Marine officer, picked her out of a line-up of convict women at a factory in Sydney." "She loved Van Diemen's Land." "She said it were home to her now." "Come with me." "And just like the trees shake in this violent breeze," "I too was shaken." "As this land gripped me, lifted me, and took me under." "It's better this way." "They'll never let your baby be born." "Stay here with me, Michael." "I will give you a baby." "Michael!" "When a man troubles the earth, it is trouble that the man will find." "A toast to Governor Davey and his martial law!" "Oh, hello!" "Look who's here." "Fancy seeing you here - Michael Howe of all people!" "Where were you?" "Probably up in them hills visiting your fancy woman!" "Oh, Maria Lord, I would stoke her fire!" "Heed this!" "You don't touch Maria Lord's properties." "She's out of bounds, I mean it!" "Why?" "What has she ever done for us?" "You think you know better than me?" "You think you can run this island?" "Then come, take my fucking head!" "Come on!" "Take my head and deliver it to Governor!" "Who's gonna make their move, huh?" "!" "Who's a hero now?" "You?" "!" "You?" "!" "Come on, have a fucking go!" "Michael!" "They love you, Michael." "You're their leader." "Don't push 'em away." "I don't trust 'em." "I don't trust a single one of 'em." "Mr Davey!" "Is that you, sir, within?" "I'm here to relieve you of your duties with immediate effect." "Excuse me, Mr Davey!" "Excuse me!" "Oh!" "We're just playing hide the peacock and the hornet." "Remove your filthy hands from me!" "Well, no need to be like that!" "I'm only trying to make you smile!" "Rum, or rum?" "We're out of claret, which, by the look of you, I'm sure you'd prefer." "I don't drink." "I find it only deems a man red and ridiculous." "Hear, hear!" "So, if you're not here for a sip, then what is it you have interrupted my morning with... for... to..." "We come bearing gifts." "It's a lovely journey." "I've only just completed the reciprocal voyage myself." "Departs at dusk." "Michael Howe has an army numbering 100 men." "You have no idea what is about to befall you, Governor!" "You're dealing with a lunatic." "Thank you!" "Look at you, all high and mighty in your shiny suit!" "I hope he comes and pisses all over you." "Arggh!" "Where's me pocket watch?" "Here, my love." "Thank you, Susan." "Right, right, right." "You know, it's quite telling that the only human being with an ounce of respect in this godforsaken land happens to be a whore." "Shall we?" "Who exactly gave the order to remove the Governor in such a way?" "I really must protest!" "Down." "Who exactly allowed control of this land to be handed over to a 5'6" recalcitrant from Yorkshire?" "It wasn't handed over, it was taken from us, all of it..." "Well, my first order is as follows." "Increase the bounty on this brigand's head to 350 guineas." "A pardon and a ticket home for any man who delivers it." "But, sir!" "Down." "Lieutenant-Governor." "With due respect, Lieutenant-Governor, all you will create by raising the reward is more chaos and further loss." "This particular outlaw lives behind an impenetrable wall of protection." "The people will not allow it." "To break this wall, you must bring in his black girl, and now." "Our dear..." "Make some space." "She must be hanged." "She must be taken before it is too late." "She's behind all of this." "Without her, he wouldn't last ten minutes in the wilderness." "You take the black girl and her baby, you take Howe." "I will consider your impassioned strategy." "I will, Mrs..." "Maria Lord." "William Sorrell." "Thank you for your time." "In order to effect a timely hold to the deteriorating conditions and to ensure the common good, state of emergency is hereby declared for this colony." "By proclamation of His Excellency, Lieutenant-Governor Sorrell, duly appointed representative of His Majesty the King." "By decree, according to martial law, the following statues are amended." "Right to assembly is suspended." "Right to legal counsel is suspended." "All persons found guilty of outlawry or aiding a person convicted of outlawry or associating with a known outlaw shall be hanged by the neck until dead." "Furthermore, the Governor has raised the reward for the capture or execution of Michael Howe to 350 guineas." "Did I not warn you?" "You just don't understand, do you?" "This is not our place." "I've got kids." "I'm just trying to get home." "Yeah." "Go tell them what happened, OK?" "The Governor in town ain't like Davey." "If you carry on with this Michael Howe, he'll hang you next." "Hang all of us." "They already got rid of one." "They'll hang your man Howe too." "If he walks into town like you say, they'll execute him on the spot." "He won't go to the Governor." "He talks to me." "Right, lads..." "Shh!" "Come on!" "We're going now." "I can't." "It's not safe." "We're going north now!" "I were now the most wanted man in the Empire." "They sent bushmen and bounty hunters to track us down." "Even my own men had turned against me." "Everything we had built was now lost to treachery and greed." "Even the child in my girl's belly was no longer safe." "And I was not safe to be its father." "Oh!" "I would return Mary to the cradle of her people, her own land." "And then I would return to war." "Come on!" "Run!" "Mary!" "Wound." "Where is he?" "Where is Michael Howe?" "Where is he?" "Alright, then, girl." "You tell me where he is, or I'll cut your baby out right here." "No!" "Michael, Jesus Christ, don't shoot me, Mick!" "They got Mary!" "She's still alive." "Come here." "If you're lying, I'll fucking kill you." "I'm not lying, Michael!" "I wouldn't lie to you." "Mary!" "Who are you trying to impress?" "I'm off to see the Governor." "Should I come along?" "And if anyone comes here, you tell 'em nothing, alright?" "I'm your right-hand man, aren't I?" "You know I'll stand by you to the end." "I know, Peter." "Back soon, lad." "Don't go anywhere." "Where's my dog?" "We cooked it." "I ate it." "We'll wipe that smile off your face." "Oh, I can still taste him." "Woof!" "You savage." "Please excuse us, gentlemen." "I'm afraid we have several lines of questioning of our own for Mr Howe, Governor." "We will get to that, I guarantee." "Please leave us." "God help you, man." "That's better, isn't it?" "And you've been suitably looked after thus far, Mr Howe?" "So, I want to begin by..." "I want to see our lass!" "Which one would that be, Mr Howe?" "Excuse me." "Thank you for coming into town." "I appreciate your cooperation." "So, where is she?" "My office will send a formal request to Macquarie for your pardon if you assume residence in our servants quarters for a week or so, in which time our magistrate will take your depositions and you will offer up all the information" "on your dealings with Maria Lord." "I don't know what..." "May I continue?" "We do not consider you a prisoner, and so will assign you to comfortable quarters." "Do you have any requests, questions, or issues with what seems to me to be a perfect and amicable compromise at this time, Mr Howe?" "I want to see Mary." "I want proof." "All in good time." "Some kangaroo blood, then." "Excuse me?" "I like to write in my journal with the blood at night." "With the blood of a kangaroo." "What about some ink, writing ink?" "Your wife is safe and out of harm's way." "We'll make contact with her on your behalf and let her know that you are also well and are compliant in our wishes." "And then what happens, if I do all this as you say?" "You will be reunited with the mother of your child, Mr Howe, and allowed to live a quiet life with her family away from here." "And if I don't?" "What makes you think I know anything about Maria Lord?" "Oh, your girl told us everything, Mr Howe." "Soldier!" "Good day." "Mrs Lord!" "Where is your friend - picking flowers in the valley?" "What?" "Where is Michael Howe?" "Oh, he's gone into town, ma'am." "He's had a wash-up and gone into town." "Mary's not dead from where he shot her, so he's gone to save her, I believe." "Should make the Gazette when he does it." "Mrs Lord?" "Were you the one who told him that?" "What do you mean?" "Yes, I told him." "He's coming back." "No, he won't be coming back, boy." "He's discarded you like he discards all of us!" "He told me to wait!" "Enough!" "Why have you done this?" "Maria..." "You walk into their trap." "They took my girl." "The girl is dead." "No." "The bullet caught her shoulder." "She lived through it." "She's tough, that one." "She... she never made it to town." "They drowned her a day ago." "I watched them hold her under." "I tell 'em about our dealings, that they let me go." "Are you this stupid to think that they will pardon you after everything you've done to them?" "I had come here to set Mary free, to sacrifice myself." "But I was too late, and so the only family I ever knew... was dead." "Here, got a light?" "I cannot fathom that woman!" "Now you know the people you live amongst, Governor." "I struggle to believe that a woman of such integrity would associate with a man such as Michael Howe." "Carlisle was right not to trust the whore." "Well, who can we trust here?" "Who can we engage to bring him in again?" "There isn't a man on this island who'll speak against him." "Well, I suggest we find someone who isn't afraid of this bandit." "You heard the Magistrate - there is no-one left!" "Well, why not the blacks?" "They don't cost us anything." "Worrell, here, please!" "Is that really what we've come to?" "Have we really fallen that far, resorting to the help of blacks?" "Perhaps in order to capture a savage, we must think like a savage." "Worrell, gather up some of your more tamer blacks." "We need to track down this man." "Is there a problem?" "With all due respect, sir, even the blacks won't bring him in." "Then make them go up against..." "Isn't that your job, to make sure the blacks do what they're told?" "I can't believe I'm listening to this!" "I can get him." "You give me that ticket home and I'll bring him in." "Where are you, Mary?" "Where is this home you spoke of?" "They're burning us out, my darling." "Our beautiful country scorched black." "And littered with rotting flesh." "I will hunt for you, my love." "As the night sky weeps tears... for our dead boys." "Lieutenant-Governor!" "Michael!" "It's me, your right-hand man!" "Peter!" "Michael!" "Peter, is that..." "Is that you, Peter?" "I been looking for you!" "I travelled the ends of this land to find you!" "I thought they got you!" "Why did you come back here?" "Why wouldn't I?" "Have you seen Mary?" "I told you I'd be with you until the end, yes?" "What's wrong, Peter?" "I'm sorry, Michael!" "They made me do it." "They told me I could go home." "They said I'll be free." "I'm sorry, Michael!" "I'm sorry, Michael!" "I'm sorry!" "Beautiful country." "When they write of this place, there are names they will choose to recall - conquerors, explorers, men of faith, and men of science." "But there are others too." "We, the nameless vanquished, will our story be told, our names regaled in song as the men who stood up against corruption, who could not watch their brothers live and die as slaves?" "Will they speak of us or will we fade away, like brilliant flowers do, held for a moment in the palm of a hand and then gone?"