Pocahontas

John Smith:
I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.

John Smith:
But I can't leave you.

Pocahontas:
You never will. No matter what happens, I'll always be with you. Forever.

Pocahontas:
If you kill him, you'll have to kill me too.

Powhatan:
Daughter, stand back.

Pocahontas:
I won't! I love him, Father. Look around you. This is where the path of hatred has brought us. This is the path I choose, Father. What will yours be?

(Chief Powhatan realizes she's right and lifts up his stick)

Powhatan:
My daughter speaks with a wisdom beyond her years. We have all come here with anger in our hearts but she comes with courage and understanding. From this day forward if there is to be more killing it will not start with me. Release him.

(John Smith and Pocahontas were back together, but Ratcliffe wouldn't give up so easily)

Ratcliffe:
Now's our chance. Fire!

Man:
No!

Ratcliffe:
What?

Thomas:
They let him go!

Ben:
They don't want to fight!

Ratcliffe:
It's a trick don't you see? Fire!

John Smith:
Is this bottomless pit a friend of yours?

Governor Ratcliffe:
Wiggins, why do you think those insolent heathens attacked us?

Wiggins:
Because we invaded their land and cut down their trees and dug up their earth?

Thomas:
Put him in chains!

Governor Ratcliffe:
I'll see you all hang for this!

Thomas:
And gag him as well!

Grandmother Willow:
What do you see?

Pocahontas:
Clouds... strange clouds.

Wiggins:
Do you think we'll meet some savages?

Governor Ratcliffe:
If we do, we shall be sure to give them a proper English greeting.

Wiggins:
Ooh, gift baskets!

Governor Ratcliffe:
Oh, no. And he came so highly recommended.

Governor Ratcliffe:
I've never been a popular man.

Wiggins:
I like you.

Governor Ratcliffe:
And don't think I don't know what those back stabbers at court say about me.

Wiggins:
Oh, yes, all that talk about being a pathetic social climber who's failed at everything he's tried...

Governor Ratcliffe:
I'm very well aware that this is my last chance for glory. But mark my words, Wiggins. When King James sees the gold these peasants unearths, success will be mine at last.

Wiggins:
Hurry now, Percy. We must be all squeaky clean for the New World.

Thomas:
Going back is his only chance. He'll die if he stays here.

Powhatan:
From this day forward, if there is to be more killing, it will not start with me.

John Smith:
Pocahontas, that tree is talking to me.

Pocahontas:
Then you should talk back.

Grandmother Willow:
Don't be frightened, young man. My bark is worse than my bite.

Pocahontas:
Say something.

John Smith:
What do you say to a tree?

Powhatan:
This is what we feared. The paleface is a demon / The only thing they feel at all is greed.

Kekata:
Beneath that milky hide, there's emptiness inside.

Powhatan:
Killers at the core.

Kekata:
They're different from us, which means they can't be trusted.

Powhatan:
We must sound the drums of war!

Grandmother Willow:
Come closer, John Smith.

Grandmother Willow:
He has a good soul. And he's handsome, too.

John Smith:
Oh, I like her.

Pocahontas:
Latley, I've been having this dream and I think it's...

Grandmother Willow:
Oh, a dream! Let's hear all about it!

Grandmother Willow:
Quiet!

Grandmother Willow:
QUIET!

Governor Ratcliffe:
This is *my* land! I make the laws here. And I say anyone who so much as looks at an indian without killing him on sight, will be tried for treason... and hanged!

Pocahontas:
We don't have to fight them! There must be a better way.

Powhatan:
Sometimes our paths are chosen for us.

Pocahontas:
But maybe we should try talking to them.

Powhatan:
They do not want to talk.

Pocahontas:
But if one of them did want to talk, you would listen to him, wouldn't you?

Powhatan:
Pocahontas...

Pocahontas:
Wouldn't you?

Powhatan:
Of course I would. But it is not that simple. Nothing is simple anymore.

Pocahontas:
I'm so sorry.

John Smith:
For what, this? I've gotten out of worse scrapes than this. Can't think of any right now, but...

Lon:
[to John] Are you coming on this voyage, too?

Ben:
Of course he is, you half-wit. You can't fight Indians without John Smith.

John:
That's right. I'm not about to let you boys have all the fun.

Thomas:
What do you suppose the New World will look like?

John:
Like all the others, I suppose. I've seen hundreds of new worlds, Thomas. What could be possibly different about this one?

Kekata:
Your return has brought much joy to the village. Look at all the smiling faces.

Powhatan:
Yes. But there is one smiling face I don't see. Where is my daughter?

Kekata:
You know Pocahontas. She has her mother's spirit. She goes wherever the wind takes her.

[Pocahontas and Nakoma are looking at Kocoum]

Nakoma:
Oh, he is so handsome.

Pocahontas:
[jokingly] I especially love his smile.

[Cut to a stone-faced Kocoum]

Pocahontas:
Father, for many nights now, I've been having a very strange dream. I think it's telling me something's about to happen, something exciting.

Powhatan:
Yes, something exciting is about to happen.

Pocahontas:
[eagerly] Really? What is it?

Powhatan:
Kocoum has asked to seek your hand in marriage.

Pocahontas:
[disappointed] Marry Kocoum?

[Flit nods in approval; Meeko, on the other hand, sticks out his tongue in disgust.]

Powhatan:
I told him it would make my heart soar.

[Pocahontas smiles awkwardly, then peers through the hut's flap at Kocoum, who's refusing to play with the village children.]

Pocahontas:
But he's so... serious.

Powhatan:
My daughter, Kocoum will make a fine husband. He is loyal and strong, and will build you a good house, with sturdy walls. With him, you will be safe from harm.

Pocahontas:
Father, I think my dream is pointing me down another path.

Powhatan:
This is the right path for you.

Grandmother Willow:
Oh! Your mother's necklace.

Pocahontas:
That's what I wanted to talk to you about. My father wants me to marry Kocoum.

Grandmother Willow:
Kocoum? But he's so serious.

Ratcliffe:
I hereby claim this land and all its riches in the name of His Majesty, King James I, and do so name this settlement Jamestown.

Wiggins:
Bravo! Beautifully spoken, sir.

John:
No! Wait! Please... Please! Don't run off. It's all right. I'm not going to hurt you. Here. Let me help you out of there.

Pocahontas:
Ma-ta-que-na-to-rath.

John:
You don't understand a word I'm saying, do you?

John:
So what river is this?

Pocahontas:
Quiyoughcohannock..

John:
You have the most unusual names here, Chechomony, Quiyoughcohannock, Pocahontas.

Pocahontas:
You have a most unusual name too... John Smith.

John:
[goes to shake Meeko's hand] It's alright, it's just a hand shake. Here let me show you.

[Long pause]

Pocahontas:
Nothing's happening.

John:
No. No, I need your hand first. [She holds her hand out and he shakes it] It's how we say hello.

Pocahontas:
This is how we say hello. Wingapo.

John:
Wingapo.

Pocahontas:
And how we say goodbye. Ana.

John:
I like hello better.

Ratcliffe:
You men! Where's Captain Smith?

Lon:
Well, he's... gone.

Ben:
Ay, your singing must have scared him off.

Ratcliffe:
Well then go get him, for heaven's sake!

Lon:
What if we run into the Indians?

Ratcliffe:
That's what guns are for. Now arm yourselves and get moving!

Lon:
This place gives me the creeps. Savages could be hiding anywhere.

Ben:
Ay, well, if you spot one, don't ask questions. Just shoot.

[Ben and Lon trip over Grandmother Willow's root]

Ben:
Watch your feet, ya big oaf!

Lon:
It wasn't me! It was the tree!

Ben:
Oh, of course. The tree just felt like lifting its roots and... [sees the tree root out of the ground; it drops back in the earth] Let's get out of here!

Grandmother Willow:
Well, I haven't had this much excitement in 200 years.

Pocahontas:
What am I doing? I shouldn't be seeing him again. I mean, I want to see him again.

Grandmother Willow:
Who wouldn't? I want to see him again.

Pocahontas:
But still, something inside is telling me it's the right thing.

[Pocahontas is sneaking out of the village to see John. Nakoma catches her.]

Nakoma:
Pocahontas!

Pocahontas:
Nakoma!

Nakoma:
Don't go out there. I lied for you once. Don't ask me to do it again.

Pocahontas:
I have to do this.

Nakoma:
He's one of them!

Pocahontas:
You don't know him.

Nakoma:
If you go out there, you'll be turning your back on your own people.

Pocahontas:
I'm trying to help my people.

Nakoma:
Pocahontas, please. You're my best friend. I don't want you to get hurt.

Pocahontas:
I won't. I know what I'm doing.

Nakoma:
Pocahontas, no!

[Pocahontas runs off.]

Ben:
Ratcliffe wouldn't take us halfway 'round the world for nothing.

Lon:
But what if Smith is right? What if there is no gold?

Settler:
If you ask me, Ratcliffe's been lying to us since we left London.

Ben:
Listen to you, you bunch of idiots! Those savages didn't attack us for nothing. They're hiding something.

Lon:
If they do have the gold, we'll have to fight them for it.

Ratcliffe:
Follow him. I want to know where he's sneaking off to.

Thomas:
Yes, governor.

Ratcliffe:
And if you see any Indians, shoot them. Oh, and Thomas? You've been a slipshot sailor and a poor excuse for a soldier. Don't disappoint me again.

Nakoma:
Kocoum?

Kocoum:
What is it?

Nakoma:
It's Pocahontas.

Kocoum:
What's wrong? Is she all right?

Nakoma:
I think she's in trouble.

Grandmother Willow:
Now then. There's something I want to show you. Look. [dips a vine into the river, creating ripples]

Pocahontas:
The ripples.

John:
What about them?

Grandmother Willow:
So small at first, then look how they grow. But someone has to start them.

John:
They're not going to listen to us.

Grandmother Willow:
Young man, sometimes the right path is not the easiest one. Don't you see? Only when the fighting stops, can you be together.

[Pocahontas gently smiles in agreement.]

John:
All right, let's go talk to your father.

[Pocahontas embraces him and they kiss.]

[John is imprisoned after Kocoum's death.]

Pocahontas:
I'm so sorry.

John:
For what? This? I've gotten out of worse scrapes than this. Can't think of any right now, but...

Pocahontas:
It would have been better if we'd never met. None of this would've happened.

John:
Pocahontas, look at me. [she obeys] I'd rather die tomorrow that live a hundred years without knowing you.

Nakoma:
[peering through the tent flap] Pocahontas.

Pocahontas:
I can't leave you.

John:
You never will. No matter what happens to me, I'll always be with you, forever.

[John is about to be executed by Powhatan. Pocahontas throws herself on top of John to protect him.]

Pocahontas:
No! If you kill him, you'll have to kill me too.

Powhatan:
Daughter, stand back.

Pocahontas:
I won't! I love him, Father. Look around you! This is where the path of hatred has brought us. This is the path I choose, Father. What will yours be?

[Powhatan looks at the two armies, both ready to fight. Suddenly, the wind blows across the battlefield, calming him and almost everybody else. He raises his staff and addresses the crowd.]

Powhatan:
My daughter speaks with the wisdom beyond her years. We have all come here with anger in our hearts. But she comes with courage and understanding. From this day forward, if there is to be more killing, it will not start with me. Release him.

Ratcliffe:
Now's our chance! [draws sword] Fire!

Thomas:
No!

Ratcliffe:
What!?

Thomas:
They let him go!

Ben:
They don't want to fight!

Ratcliffe:
It's a trick! Don't you see!? FIRE!!! [The Englishmen scowl at him. Ratcliffe wavers for a moment, then throws his sword to the ground and grabs a musket] Fine! I'll settle this myself!

[He aims at Powhatan; John notices.]

John:
NO!

[John jumps in front of Powhatan; Ratcliffe fires; the bullet hits John and he falls down, wounded]

Thomas:
John! [to Ratcliffe] You shot him!

Ratcliffe:
[dumbfounded] He stepped right... right into it! It's his own fault!

[The Englishmen surround Ratcliffe]

Ben:
Smith was right all along!

Lon:
We never should have listened to you!

Ben:
Get the gun!

[The men swarm over Ratcliffe and restrain him]

Ratcliffe:
Traitors! Unhand me, I say! How dare you!

Thomas:
[grabs the gun from Ratcliffe] Put him in chains!

Governor Ratcliffe:
I'll see you all hanged for this!

Thomas:
And gag him as well!

Ben:
Is he going to make it, Thomas?

Thomas:
The sooner he gets back to England, the better.

Lon:
Well, let's hope the wind is with him.

Thomas:
Is the ship ready yet?

Ben:
Any minute now. Just loading the last bit of cargo.

[Ratcliffe, tied up in chains and gagged, is tossed into a longboat]

Ratcliffe:
[muffled] How dare you! Untie me at once! I'LL HAVE YOUR HEADS FOR THIS!!!

Wiggins:
[sniffles] And he came so highly recommended. [sighs]

"I would rather kill you, then kill an animal with No Respect"

Lon:
Easy lad, what is it?

Lon:
it’s only a bit of fun

Wiggins:
oh gift baskets!

Ratcliffe:
but think how they’ll squirm when they see how I glitter!

Ratcliffe:
I never was a popular man!

Wiggins:
I like you!

Ben:
Are you crazy!

Ben:
Thomas is right, we’ve got to do something!