Raiders of the Seven Seas

Highness...

Word has just come of a Spanish merchant ship

becalmed, helpless off the coast of Tangiers. Our men are ready to strike!

Why don't they strike?

They wait for Barbarossa to lead them.

Let them wait. There will be other ships.

And now...

Which ungrateful baggage?

The most recent. The one you were to wed tomorrow.

The gift of his highness, the Sultan of Amman.

How lovely!

How understandable.

And how unfortunate for Barbarossa!

Barbarossa? Is that his name?

That was his name.

Find that red-bearded sea captain of mine

and deliver him to the executioner.

Dawdler, slave!

You deliberately put my ship into these windless and treacherous waters!

I have as little control of the winds and the tides

as I do over my own life behind the wheel.

Silence his insolent tongue!

If this calm would only lift!

Of all the infernal waters to be caught without a wind!

At least the pirates of Tangiers cannot attack us in this calm.

I prefer my chances with a full sail!

Throw him in the hold with the rest of the scum!

One move and he dies!

Cut him loose!

Where are you bound?

The Caribbes, the Spanish island of Tortuga.

Your cargo?

Prisoners of Spain to be sold as slaves for gold.

Good. I can use both.

- You! You know the course to the Caribbes? - I've sailed it twice.

Once as a buccaneer.

Again as a slave, behind this wheel.

Would you sail it again, as a free man?

It would give me great satisfaction.

Release the prisoners! Bring them on deck!

Release them!

This is all of us.

I am the new master of this ship.

My name is Barbarossa.

The world, my unfortunate friends, is an oyster

Open it, and you will find happiness, freedom and wealth.

All glistening in one small pearl.

Yours for the taking.

He's right.

It takes strong arms, stout hearts and sharp knives to cut loose this pearl

That's piracy!

This blaggards head is wanted by every navy in the seven seas.

Listen to this cutthroat, and you'll all die on the torture racks.

Men!

I have suffered the torture racks.

I'll take my chances with Barbarossa.

What shall it be? Your weapons are there.

Slavery or freedom by any name?

Freedom !

We hope, Captain, you find piracy as agreeable as your last position.

Life is a series of positions that merely fluctuate with time.

Oh, but the Sultan's harem.

He had the finest taste in the world!

... and the most ungenerous mind.

But this was the Sultan's favorite wife.

Oh no, my friend, you do not understand. It was a new addition.

A pretty young flower he was to have wed.

He allowed her to stagnate for four whole days in the harem!

My curiosity was merely greater than the Sultan's.

- But I shall enjoy revisiting the Caribbes. -Oh, you've been there before.

- I was born there. - Then you're Spanish?

My mother was French,

My father, a Spanish privateer, who interrupted her journey to marry

the Governor of Santo Domingo.

She was born a Countess,

and died a slave.

And you, Barbarossa?

I was trained to pull an oar on a galley,

until a lucky storm washed me ashore at Tangiers,

and into the service of the Sultan of Morocco.

The rest I know.

Because of you, Tangiers has become a coast to avoid.

It's Renzo Pescara, the first mate.

He was hiding though the whole fight.

See! There's not a scar on him!

Does your courage depend on numbers?

Are you strong only when you hold a whip over helpless men?

I use my courage where it will do me the most good.

You have the face of a rogue. And a tongue to match!

What do we do with him?

The brine of the sea may add salt to his courage.

- Throw him overboard. - Wait!

You say you were first mate of this ship?

I was first mate of this ship.

I've been captain of many in the service of his majesty the king of Spain...

Before I was broken.

Why were you broken?

I couldn't account for some booty taken in his majesty's name.

I couldn't account for some booty either.

You've just been promoted from death.

- Oh, but Captain, he... - We need experienced sailors.

- You won't regret this. - Regrets can be always be buried.

But first we have business with the french governor of Santo Domingo.

Santo Domingo?

- I thought we sailed for Tortuga. - This whole galley of slaves was destined there.

We shall not disappoint them. We'll deliver the slaves.

But first we visit the French.

We have need of allies.

and the French, I think, will be glad to commission us as a privateer.

Set the course: Santo Domingo, then Tortuga.

Aye Aye, sir.

Good night, gentlemen.

Captain Delgado.

- Are the slaves ready for delivery? - Ready, Captain.

Loose enough?

- You know your orders. - Be careful...

I am Captain Romero, sir. You are welcome to Tortuga.

Captain Don Delgado, of the Santa Margarita.

- You may deliver the prisoners for inspection. - First there is a matter of money.

The money, Captain, is waiting for you after the inspection of the prisoners .

Four hundred pieces of gold.

Only four hundred pieces of gold for sixty slaves? Fit and Fat?

That was the price. Those were my orders from the governor.

I'll shall have to have a talk with your governor.

Show Captain Delgado the way.

It might help.

Much better! Do you mind ?

- May I? - I insist.

Lovely. Absolutely Lovely.

What are you doing here? How dare you?

Senorita, the Sultan's harem has just been faded from my memory.

- Who are you? - Barb... Captain Don Delgado.

You must be insane, Captain.

No, no. Just a poor wretch of a sailor who's dreamed of a woman like you

for sixty, salty, celibate days.

- You are insane Captain. - No again,.

To begin with, I only came here

to relieve the unhappy ancient that presides over this mud-hole

of some of his ill-gotten riches.

- I take it you mean the governor. - The governor can wait.

But you... Where can I find you later?

You'll have no difficulty in finding me later.

Good. You lucky, lovely creature.

You're the first woman I've looked at since I landed.

- And the last. - If you behave yourself sensibly.

And I'm sure you will.

You silly little wench! Call these dolts off before you get into trouble!

- Oh, trouble? - I have an appointment with the governor.

- How interesting, Captain. - He's waiting for me now.

Take this man to his appointment.

I meant it as an improvement...

- And who is this man? - This man came with him, Excellency.

Excellence?

In my father's absence, I am entrusted with the governing of Tortuga.

You know captain,

your posture, your actions, and the attitude of your tongue are as strange

as the ship you command.

Now.

What account can you give for the absence of a Spanish crew?

His Majesty's Governor General in Havana will answer for my loyalties.

I demand my release!

You demand? Captain...

I suggest.... our immediate departure for Havana.

An excellent suggestion.

Take command of his ship

And see that the good captain is returned to his excellency, the Governor General.

We'll find out just who these men really are.

Under the circumstances however, I shall have to refuse to deliver the slaves.

- Refuse? - I reject your right to take them from me.

Reject? Captain...

- I suggest... - You suggest ?

I have further suggestions.

Bring the slaves here instantly! And take them out of my sight...both of them.

Your slaves present a happier picture than you will when you face the Governor General captain.

- Now ? - Now.

- Remember, I warned you about the slaves. - You're very clever.

It's an old ruse.

The Greeks used an identical strategy to capture Troy.

Only they used a wooden horse. I used shackles.

Now, if you're quite finished, I demand my release.

Demand?

Which reminds me...

- Did you find Captain Romero? - No, Master.

- Did you look everywhere? - He managed to escape.

He will take a warning to Havana.

Your laughter will change its tone when Captain Salcedo comes to look for you.

Captain Salcedo? Who is this Salcedo?

The grandson of the Governor General. Fiancee of the Countess here.

- Fiancee? - It is well known.

Their marriage was arranged in Spain.

Arranged...

Pray tell me, what manner of man is this that finds so much in one woman

that he will play the role of fiancee?

A man whose exploits in the Caribbes speak for themselves.

A man of importance... We will demand a "dowry"

for the safe return to your ardent swain.

She's worth a hundred thousand gold pieces.

He will pay it gladly. But you won't live to enjoy it.

We will see. Meantime, put this precious jewel in a safe setting.

Let me go! Put me down!