Greetings, native-born, beloved people of my kingdom.
Today, we are blessed by the gods of our worship.
One of our Chiefs has had a child,
and we welcome it with love and acceptance.
Everyone here is a parent to this baby,
and we raise it together.
I know the situation has been tense
since the passing of our king.
But let this celebration of life today
remind us of what we fight for.
So,
the day is long.
The food is cooking.
Let us celebrate together.
I look forward to the day
when we celebrate the birth of our child.
The lineage of Hawaiʻi and the might of Maui.
Me too, my Chief.
Still no feeling of life?
Soon.
Yes, soon.
My Chief.
What's the news from Kaʻū?
It is not easy to get to Keōua.
The king is well-defended deep in the Black Desert,
surrounded by his warriors.
I see no weaknesses.
It would be difficult for an assassin to reach the king.
Should I go back?
It is too dangerous.
Return to your family.
Maybe.
Chief Kamehameha has been looking for you.
Enough!
We found them near Kohala, my Chief.
Where are Kaʻiana and Kaʻahumanu?
They have been summoned.
What is their purpose in coming here?
We must proceed carefully with the Paleskin, my Chief.
They are here for trade.
I welcome trade,
but it must be ours to control.
My Chief,
This is not the way of the Māmalahoa Law.
I have made a decree.
These men have not shown they are here for death,
so...
we will not give it to them.
Hey,
I told you not to do this.
There are truths of the outside world you cannot understand.
It is not your fault,
but men like this cannot have influence on us.
You have not broken the law of Māmalahoa,
but if you do,
my men will have no choice
but to cut you down.
The result of what is to come will not rest on me.
It will fall on you.
The burden does not belong to you, brother.
It belongs to me.
I will send John Young to the captain
with food and water
and my wishes that he returns to his lands.
He will send word that we are a people of peace and goodwill,
but that we have warriors who will fight for our home.
They do not need to be here to hurt us, Kaʻiana.
Do you not see?
We learn their language and use their weapons.
I fear their ways will sweep through us like a sickness
and change us as they have changed you.
Careful, the tip is sharp.
Look at what I made.
Hey! A big ship! A big ship!
Is that the ship that brought you home?
Maybe, but they were not to return until later.
Can we go see?
Yes, let's go see.
The ship sings to us.
Where are you?
Gather warriors
and send canoes!
Take your weapons, men!
It stopped.
The Day of Spilled Brains.
Run!