POCAHONTAS.  What shall I do?  What shall I do?

SMITH.  You must stay with us.

POCAHONTAS.  I cannot leave my father, white chief.

[She starts to go.]

SMITH.  You must not go!  The braves will not let you live!  I fear your father could not save you from them!

[Enter ROLFE, running.]

ROLFE.  To the fort!  To the fort!  The Indians are upon us!  To the fort!

SMITH.  Come, Pocahontas!  There is our fort across the road.  You will be safe in there.

POCAHONTAS.  How can I leave my father!

[Enter MEN, WOMEN, and CHILDREN, running.  They enter the fort.]

SMITH.  Come, Pocahontas!  Come!

[He leads her into the fort just as the INDIANS creep in from the forest.  They see Pocahontas and rush at her, but Rolfe shuts the gates.]

BRAVES.  Pocahontas!  Pocahontas!

MEDICINE MAN.  ’Tis Pocahontas who has warned them!

BRAVES.  Yes, yes!  ’Tis Pocahontas!

MEDICINE MAN.  Do you hear that, Chief Powhatan?

POWHATAN.  I hear.

A BRAVE.  She has betrayed her own people!

SECOND BRAVE.  We should never take her back to us!

THIRD BRAVE.  We should not let her live!

MEDICINE MAN.  Aye, braves, aye!  We should not let her live!  We will demand her from the white men!

BRAVES.  Yes, yes!

MEDICINE MAN.  Shall we offer them peace in return for Pocahontas?

BRAVES.  Yes, yes, yes!

MEDICINE MAN.  Do you hear that, Chief Powhatan?

[There is a long pause.]

POWHATAN.  Go, take the peace flag to them, and ask for Pocahontas.

[The MEDICINE MAN raises a white flag and goes to the fort.  Captain Smith and many men come out.]

SMITH.  Do you come to offer peace?

MEDICINE MAN.  We offer peace, great chief, if you will give up
Pocahontas.

SMITH.  And what if we will not give her up?

MEDICINE MAN.  We will make war upon you.

SMITH.  We will not give her up.

MEDICINE MAN.  Then not a man of you shall live!  Nor a woman!  Nor a child!

SMITH.  Pocahontas is our friend.  We will not give her up to you.

MEDICINE MAN.  Shoot them, braves!  Shoot them, as they stand there!

POWHATAN.  Do not dare to shoot one arrow!  I, Powhatan, speak.

(To Smith.)

I see you are my daughter’s friend, white chief.

SMITH.  I am, and would be yours, if you would let me.

POWHATAN.  Your white braves take our land from us.

SMITH.  They shall pay you.  As I am chief here, they shall pay you.

POWHATAN.  Your white braves take our corn from us.  They will not let us fish in our own rivers.

SMITH.  I did not know such wrongs were done you.  My braves shall pay for everything in full.