healthy.
- The horse with the strange shoe!
- It's only a coincidence.
Look! Look!
That symbol is the one from our inn.
Our fine grass, no doubt, have
killed all the animals.
Now I take a message to the
captain of the "Duncan"
and in 4 days we will be the
absolute rulers of the Ocean.
- A really fine plan!
- Well done, Ben Joyce!
Let's go and welcome him.
Cut off his way to the camp!
- Where's Robert?
- Do not worry.
Perhaps he is with his friend Ayrton.
Go up the river
there's a bridge.
I'll take the captain's orders and rides
to Melbourne.
See you later, on board the "Duncan".
Help! Help!
Robert, my boy, what is this?
Who did it?
- Ayrton. - Ayrton?
- Yes.
You must hurry and
warn his Lordship,
Ayrton is Ben Joyce, run Milady.
- I'm ready to leave.
- Write please.
We propose that John Mangles
steers the Duncan
to Twofold Bay on the
Australian west coast.
Australia? Yes of course, Australia.
At 37 degrees latitude.
Maybe you could recommend
me, your Lordship?
To John Mangles,
I recommend you Ayrton...
Do not do it!
- Take this.
- Why?
You catch them, you hang them.
Fire!
We need to get to the ship
before that villain
and warn captain Mangles.
Finally on January 27 1865 the
travelers arrived exhausted to
the custom-house at Twofold Bay.
"Duncan" sailing from Melbourne
has it been here
In Twofold harbour?
According to records of the port
in Melbourne, "Duncan" ...
left on the 16th current month,
destination unknown ..
Here it has not anchored.
Our gang is in the hands of
the fugitive Ben Joyce.
- How can we get to Europe?
- By Auckland ...
By Auckland? Do we
recommend this somewhat
odd route, because it touches
the 37th parallel?
I did not know that.
Which is something
unforgivable for a geographer.
- Yes?
- Yes!
Captain Halley is bound
for Auckland.
- Do you take passengers?
- How many are there?
Six, two of them ladies.
60 pounds, money before.
Nowhere in the southern hemisphere
there was a ship more
decrepit and poorly led than "Macquarie".
Many days they floated on
the oceans endless desert
We'll get there, children even if
we still are only south of Tasmania
New Zealand is a piece of heaven.
The ocean is translucent with
pink coral reefs
it washes the hot sandy shores.
Sparkling and crystal clear waters
hurries down from the blue mountains
blossoming surrounding hills.
In the shadows of a clearing
hear the sound of a fountain,
natural wells with abundant
streams of blue water,
incomparable fresh
and cool water ...
Water...
A boat! A boat!
John! My dear John!
Miss Mary, Hooray!
For what purpose did you come
to the coast of New Zealand?
- It was your orders brought by Ayrton, my Lord.
- What?
- Is Ayrton here?
- Ayrton is on board.
- Bring him here.
- Now.
Ayrton tried to force me to take the
yacht to Twofold Bay.
Were you not supposed to go
to the east coast of Australia?
No, to New Zealand
according to your Honors orders.
To New Zealand?
Show me your orders.
"Order to John Mangles to put out to sea,
and sail to the
coast of New Zealand."
- Why New Zealand?
Is that what you wrote?
- Paganel?!
- Me?
I was too taken by my
new hypothesis!
Wer'e lucky you haven't sent
"Duncan" to the South Pole.
- Let it go.
- Eat!
You know well what awaits you,
Ben Joyce, when
the Queens soldiers gets their
hands on you.
Ben Joyce, for once in your life
tell the truth.
Very well. I will tell you everything.
I was in the royal fleet.
For being Scottish and
for insulting an officer
I was condemned to the prison hulks.
Instead I escaped. The police
wanted to hang me
in the first mast, but then
I was committed to sail with
Captain Grant. I believed in his goal.
I was without hope, the hands of the
officers still burned my face,
and the free land promised by
the captain seemed so faraway.
I did not want to wait, so I
started a revolt.
Ayrton, tell me where my father is.
He put me on shore in
northern