suspicion.
Am I clear?
No.
Well, it now seems quite possible
that until we get to a decent jail...
...with bribeable guards,
I may stand in some need of...
...rather close physical protection.
It depends on how long you want to live.
Oh, a long time.
Then you got a problem.
Well, I presume that you have some...
...goals, some particular need that...
...outweighs all others.
I mean, if so, may I ask what it is?
Money.
For what?
Escape.
Very good.
You keep me alive...
...until we land in Guiana and I will
underwrite any escape you care to arrange.
Escape for me. Not for us.
Of course.
I have no intention of even attempting
an escape. Ever.
Done.
Thank you.
Leave him alone...
...or I'll cut your head off!
Hide this!
Over there is Saint Joseph.
The other island is Royale.
The one on the right is Devil's.
Julot, why is it so hard
to escape from there?
A man could almost swim to the mainland.
No, there must be a better way
than swimming.
No, no, swimming's not the way.
The current is so strong it'll push you
right back where you started from.
You know, when you're on those islands
you're there for keeps.
Where do we go?
We go up the Moroni River.
Then we dock at Saint Laurent.
That's where they decide whether
to send you to the work camps or...
...to the islands.
You see those two on the dock
with the guns?
Right over there.
They served their time.
Now they're colonists.
They've turned man hunter.
Man hunter?
Yeah, you escape, they hunt.
For money, I presume, a reward.
Jesus!
Get ready to move!
Line up to disembark.
I'm going to have an accident going down
that gangplank and it's gotta look good...
...so lend me your shiv.
What the hell for?
Because I'm a two-time loser.
No matter what happens, I'll be sent
to the islands on the next transport.
I have to get in the hospital
to give me time to think.
Now give me that shiv!
You're crazy, Julot.
Single file down the gangplank. March.
Hold it! Hold it!
Let's go!
Single file!
Move! Let's go!
Bring a stretcher.
Single file, single file.
Take him away!
-All right, move! Move!
-Let's go!
Move it!
Come on, move 'em!
Let's go! Come on!
Column, march!
Keep moving.
You two, pick him up, quickly!
Attention!
Welcome to the Penal Colony...
...of French Guiana...
...whose prisoners you are...
...and from which there is no escape.
First attempts at escape...
...add two years in solitary
to existing sentences.
Second attempts, add five more.
Of course, more serious offenses...
...are dealt with in this fashion.
Make the best of what we offer you
and you will suffer less than you deserve.
Dismissed.
In the bunkhouse.
One, two, three, four.
Go on! Go on! Get a move on!
Mr. Dega?
Yes, indeed.
I know all about you, Mr. Dega.
Very intelligent man.
Thank you. I seem to be known
in all the wrong places.
Well, I have a friend who is a guard.
For very--
Yes, go ahead.
For very little money he can arrange
for certain people to stay here...
...instead of being sent to a work camp
or one of the islands.
Can he get us a job here
so we can walk around the place?
Perhaps a selection from which
we may choose?
Oh, yes. That is, my friend can.
You take our money,
and you put your life on the line.
Of course.
How much will it cost?
Well, my friend has a very large family.
Many little children, you understand?
And his sergeant has a mother,
heart trouble.
He was asking you how much,
not how many.
If you don't mind, I'll do the negotiating.
How much?
For you, Fr 500. For him, Fr 1,500.
He made trouble.
Yes, indeed he did. Nevertheless,
I'll give you Fr 1,250 for the both of us.
Now, you take it or leave it as you wish.
Try again.
Very well. I want two pairs
of comfortable shoes for the both of us...
...and you, you get the Fr 2,000.
Don't you have to go to the toilet?
Oh, yes, of course.
Would you excuse me a moment?
You don't need to, Mr. Dega.
Unless, of course, you want to.
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