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No!

- Go!

I don't wanna go there!

Come on.

- What are you doing?

Where are we going?

What are you doing?

Lock the door, shut your eyes

and go to sleep. Now!

He knows nothing!

- Who knows he's here?

Who the f*** knows he's here?

I don't trust him.

Just get rid of him!

What did I tell you last night?

Where did you sleep?

Captain wants to see you.

Come in, Chris.

You have family, Chris?

Yeah.

You must miss them.

We're close.

Did you sleep well last night,

Chris? You seem tired. - Fine, thanks.

Sweet dreams?

I never dream.

Clear conscience.

And you?

Didn't sleep a wink.

Why did you stick up for Herman?

I don't know.

There's always one. - Just happened.

- One against the gang...

Takes courage. I admire that.

What was the moment...

What was the moment

when you thought "enough"?

What f***ing difference does it make?

F***!

You know, don't you?

They know too.

What?

Don't pretend. I know that you know.

You know!

- What are you talking about?

About the boy. The boy!

What boy?

- The boy!

And Rebecca.

Don't pretend you don't, you know!

I don't understand, I'm sorry.

They've come back.

Who?

They've come back.

It's nothing, Herman. Just cool it.

The killings.

You know.

Herman.

Herman?

F***ing liar.

Search the place again.

Find him.

Down there

all by yourself with Herman...

did he mutter anything

that might help us?

He does mutter, doesn't he?

You're a curious lad.

What did you ask him?

Why he climbed the mast.

What did he say?

He told me about the birds.

How they can fly back home thousands

of miles to the same old nest.

He swore they sense

something that we miss.

What do you make of that?

What's in the hold, Chris?

I said, what's in the hold?

What do you mean?

What's in the hold, Chris?

Cocoa.

The hold is full of cocoa.

Chocolate.

Have you ever asked yourself

why you've never sunk your teeth

into a bar of African

chocolate?

Go feed the birds.

Right on the edge.

Can you believe that?

Three cards.

Somebody's down there.

Who is Rebecca?

You shut the door,

turn the lock, go to sleep.

Don't ask me anything.

What's wrong, Captain?

What the f*** is that?

Herman,

is it you?

Shut up!

What the f*** is this?

You, go there.

Who are you?

What do you want from me?

Subira!

Subira?

You're called Subira?

Yeah?

- Chris! Where the f*** are you?

We landed in Europe

with the stowaways.

They were arrested in the dock.

Ship tied up.

Couldn't pay the fine.

The big f***ing fine.

We lost her.

Our ship.

Rebecca.

Our home.

We swore,

if it happened again, we would

take measures. Family measures.

To defend our ship.

Stowaways.

Herman found them.

One by one we threw them over.

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