Magellan (Magalhães)

Big sister Loa, big sister Loa!

I saw a white man!

- Are you certain, Nafea? - Yes.

He was standing very close. Right in front of me.

The promise of the gods of our ancestors is upon us!

The promise of the gods of our ancestors is upon us!

The promise of the gods of our ancestors is upon us!

The promise of the gods of our ancestors is upon us!

The God of Water has spoken!

- Praise be unto him! - Praise be unto him!

God of Water!

Praise be unto him!

MAGELLAN

Ferdinand!

Ferdinand.

It seems we have won!

I looked for you everywhere!

That wound seems dire.

Come on!

Wait… wait…

Can you walk?

Be vigilant…

Be vigilant…

Be vigilant…

Be vigilant…

Be vigilant…

What do you think, Duarte?

We've been betrayed, it's a massacre!

We must go up the hill!

Captain Albuquerque is surrounded by the Sultan's troops.

We're preparing the rest of the caravels

and every Portuguese man must go to his aid.

How long do we have?

I'm afraid it might already be too late.

Understood.

Duarte!

Help! I need help!

Help!

I need help!

Captain-major Sequeira is alive. He escaped.

But they took Francisco and the others as hostages.

Where did they go?

In that direction.

- Duarte! - Yes.

Stay with Gaspar. Wait for the others!

How do you feel?

They will be here soon.

We should leave, brothers, as fast as we can!

Leave them.

Francisco!

Hold on…

Don't waste your time.

I am at my limit, Ferdinand.

Francisco, come!

Don't die, you bastard.

Don't die.

That's it…

All dead… Forgive me…

Everyone is dead.

- Captain Ferdinand! - Yes, sire.

Start cleaning this village of these nefarious dead!

Yes, sire.

After speaking with our men,

as per our orders,

we shall start the construction

of our fort…

of our fortress…

Yes, sire.

Malacca, at last.

This territorial conquest is,

to this day, the furthest away

made by any Christian.

This is the dream of King Manuel,

the conquest of Malacca.

All hail King Manuel!

Hail King Manuel! Hail King Manuel!

As in Cochin, as in Goa,

we are far more advanced

than the Castilians,

the Turks,

the Dutch,

the English,

the Persians.

- All hail Portugal! - Hail Portugal!

After Cochin and Goa,

and now Malacca,

our next objective will be Aden.

I can guarantee you that I will conquer Aden.

Once Aden has been conquered,

I will build

a fortress

and we will be able to suffocate the entire world!

The commercial routes will be

under our command, under our control.

And Venice…

shall bow before us,

begging for its life.

Medina and Mecca…

will become remote deserts,

and Islam…

will finally disappear.

It shall sink

into the deepest depths of the Earth.

Then we shall be prepared

for the second coming

of Jesus Christ.

Because once Islam…

has perished…

Christianity will be eternal

and the end of the world imminent.

Let us prepare for the end of the world.

Let us prepare for judgement day.

Hail Albuquerque! Hail Albuquerque!

King Manuel

says it all the time:

"My dear Afonso,

if we conquer the straits

of Malacca,

if we conquer Malacca…

if we conquer Malacca,

we can halt

Muslim commerce."

That is why we stand here,

because of his wish,

for the Muslim merchants,

their spices,

their goods, their idiotic ships

to be unable to pass through here.

We shall strangle

the vital strength

of Cairo,

of Mecca…

I'm going for a walk, I feel indisposed.

Dom Albuquerque has approved our plans for Ternate.

I will install our headquarters there.

I will work with the Sultan,

I will convince the other islands to trade with me.

Ah! That's great.

King Manuel and Dom Albuquerque shall become even richer…

As will we, we shall become richer ourselves.

My friend, you must start to focus on our plans.

Because your golden islands await you.

I am very, very focused on our plans…

Dom Albuquerque,

Governor of India,

Viceroy…

You know…

these…

Viceroys, these governors,

these sultans…

they need us more

than we need them.

Duarte!

Where are you?…

Where are you?…

Where are you?…

You idiot Sun God,

where are you?

Help us!

Where are you?

Apo Laki…

In the place where we live…

where are you?

Where are you?

Apo Laki!

Help us, Apo Laki!

Where are you?

Apo Laki!

Are you still here, young man?

How much?

I'll take him.

1513, Lisbon

Such useless men…

Don't wake him up!

Domingos is dead, my good friend.

He died courageously.

Now he is with the grace of God.

What happened to Porfírio?

And my César, will he return?

Where is Júlio, Ferdinand?

I am still waiting for António…

Is there any sign of João?

Ferdinand, is there any sign of João?

I want my António back!

Good morning, God.

Good morning, mother.

Come! Come!

Come here!

Come! Come!

You look strong and beautiful today!

Come!

Slowly,

Slowly, sir.

- Careful. - That's it…

The last time I saw you, you were still a little girl,

running all around the house.

- How old are you now? - Careful…

I am almost 16 years old, sir.

You must certainly have better ways to spend your days,

than to help a limping man walk.