SULLY: Nate, come on.
Give me a hand with this.
NATHAN: Sully.
I think that's Sam's tower.
SULLY: It's
definitely Sam's tower.
Come on.
This way.
Pardon me.
NATHAN: Excuse me.
Excusez moi.
How long you think
before Rafe gets here?
SULLY: Let's not
stick around to find out.
Come on.
Down here, Nate.
NATHAN: Sorry, pal.
[GUNFIRE]
SULLY: Nate, watch out.
NATHAN: Shit.
Everyone out of the way!
Oh crap.
BAD GUY: Stick your head out.
NATHAN: Little help.
Thank you.
SULLY: Nate?
NATHAN: I'm good.
SULLY: I'm not a
hundred percent sure,
but I think they found us.
Nate, shotgun.
NATHAN: I see it.
They're surrounding us.
Back up, back up.
SULLY: Nate, get out of there.
NATHAN: I'm going up.
Heads up.
I'll take that.
SULLY: Let's cut through here.
NATHAN: Having fun yet?
SULLY: A real blast.
NATHAN: Oh shit.
BAD GUY: Hold him steady.
SULLY: Come here you.
NATHAN: Way to go, Sully.
SULLY: Still got it.
Come on.
NATHAN: Right behind you.
You good?
SULLY: Great.
Floor it.
NATHAN: How do we get to Sam?
SULLY: We just keep
heading downhill.
NATHAN: Brilliant.
SULLY: Nate.
NATHAN: Shit.
Hang on.
SULLY: Oh Christ.
NATHAN: Get out of the way!
SULLY: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Careful.
Jesus.
Dammit.
It's that goddam truck again.
Please don't run anyone over.
NATHAN: Sorry.
SULLY: You know you don't
have to hit every fence.
NATHAN: I'm doing my best!
SULLY: Goddamnit.
We got to shake that truck.
NATHAN: Working on it.
It's like a maze here.
SULLY: Well, just
keep heading down.
NATHAN: Not again.
Hang on!
SULLY: Where the
hell are you going?
NATHAN: You're the one
that said just head down.
SULLY: Jesus.
NATHAN: Coming through!
SULLY: This was
really a great idea, Nate.
NATHAN: Do you want to drive?
SULLY: No, you're
doing just fine.
NATHAN: See. I got it.
Crap.
These guys don't give up.
Okay.
Through here.
SULLY: Stop, stop, stop.
NATHAN: Damn stick shift.
SULLY: Come on.
Get out of here.
NATHAN: Okay.
SULLY: Go.
NATHAN: I'm just going
to cut through here.
What am I supposed to do now?
SULLY: Nate, up those stairs.
NATHAN: Here we go.
Rafe really wants us
out of the picture.
SULLY: Gee, you think.
NATHAN: I think we lost 'em.
SULLY: Hey, Nate?
NATHAN: Yeah.
SULLY: We can never, ever
come back to this city.
NATHAN: Add it to the list.
SULLY: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Watch it.
NATHAN: Really?
SULLY: You got a 4-by-4.
Go around.
NATHAN: Hang on.
SULLY: Sorry, fellas.
First time driver here.
We'll be out of
your way in a second.
NATHAN: All right.
Let's see that
truck get past that.
SULLY: Turn right.
Turn right.
Wait. Wait.
NATHAN: Don't worry I got this.
I got this.
I got this.
I don't got this!
SULLY: Holy shit.
NATHAN: We're close.
Keep an eye out for Sam.
SULLY: Hey, I think that's him.
Right there.
NATHAN: Hold on.
SULLY: What do you
think I've been doing.
NATHAN: How do we get to him?
SULLY: Damned if I know.
Just keep following that convoy.
You think they sent
enough goons after us?
NATHAN: Well, we're
still alive, so maybe not.
SULLY: Sorry about the chickens.
Nate, we need to hurry.
NATHAN: Come on. Come on.
SULLY: There they are.
NATHAN: See any
way to get to Sam?
SULLY: Not yet.
We're running out of road, kid.
NATHAN: I know. I know.
SULLY: Nate?
Nate?
NATHAN: Here.
Take the wheel.
SULLY: What?
Are you out of
your goddammed mind?
NATHAN: Yep.
Probably.
Oh shit.
Oh crap, crap, crap.
Coming through.
Shit me.
Don't shoot at me.
Okay.
Time to bail.
Come here.
Shit.
Christ.
Hi there.
Enough of this!
Asshole.
Sam!
Sam!
SAM: Hey, brother.
NATHAN: Get closer.
SAM: I'm trying.
NATHAN: Okay. Okay.
BOTH: Hop on.
NATHAN: Sam, get
in the goddam car.
SAM: I'm faster.
Stop arguing.
NATHAN: Watch out!
SAM: Oh shit!
I gotta get out of here.
Dammit.
That's not good.
BAD GUY: Shit.
He's still alive.
NATHAN: Crap.
SAM: Hop on.
Here take this.
How we doing back there?
NATHAN: Not good.
Not good at all.
SAM: Keep shooting.
NATHAN: I am.
I hate this truck.
SAM: Hang on, Nathan.
NATHAN: Sam, it's
right up on us.
SAM: I'm going as fast as I can.
This ought to be close.
Holy shit.
NATHAN: Yeah.
SAM: You good?
NATHAN: Yeah.
[LAUGHTER]
NATHAN: Let's get out of here.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
SAM: I think the coast is clear.
NATHAN: All right.
"Pro Deus Qvod Licentia."
This looks like a simple cipher.
SAM: "For God and liberty."
It's their damn motto, all
the paradise references.
I can't believe we missed it.
SULLY: See, you two
made it out okay.
SAM: Way better than okay.
We found Libertalia.
SULLY: Liber-what-ia?
NATHAN: Libertalia.
It seems Avery founded the
legendary pirate colony.
SAM: It's more of a
pirate utopia really.
SULLY: Okay.
What about the treasure?
SAM: See, as the story goes,
this place provided a safe haven
for hundreds maybe even
thousands of pirates,
and they shared everything;
property, resources.
SULLY: Money?
SAM: They kept it all in
one common treasure building.
SULLY: Okay.
So where is this
commie pirate sanctuary?
NATHAN: Right here.
That island, just
northeast of King's Bay.
SULLY: Rafe has a copy of this.
NATHAN: By the time
Rafe figures it out,
we'll be well on our
way to Libertalia.
I tell ya, that
treasure is as good as ours.
Shit.
ELENA: How's the
Malaysia job going, Nate?
Seems like you're
a hair off course.
