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Legs through.

Stay together.

As one.

In. Through.

In. Through.

Legs through.

Legs through.

Legs through.

Oh, man!

What the heck?

I swear that boy's
gonna be the death of me.

Every time I fix it,
he rips it again.

Engineering
design is different

from other areas of creativity

in that, you must be able
to actually build

what you imagine.

And then make sure it works
as you designed.

The design process
is structured to help direct

your creativity.

Now, uh...

What kinda engineer
you wanna be?

I'm thinking mechanical for me
'cause I like building things.

- Mm-hmm.
- You wanna partner up on...

Something you two gentlemen
would like to share with us?

Or can I continue?

Sorry.

- Thank you.
- Awesome. Thank you.

Okay,
I just need one more.

Let's see.

Uh, you.

That's all I need today,
fellas. Sorry.

- Morning.
- Morning.

This was in my box
this morning.

Okay, it looks like
you still owe a balance

on this semester.

Yeah, well,
I paid half already

and they said I could pay
the other half later.

Afraid later has arrived,
Mr. Rantz.

Maybe a part-time job
would help.

I've been looking.

Well, there's a board
down the hall.

I can give you two weeks.

After that,
you will need to consider

other educational options.

Thanks.

It's a waste of time.
I called every number up here.

And that nanny job,

all filled before semester
even started.

I check every day to get
a jump on a new one,

but there hadn't been any.

I'm staying with my aunt
till I can afford a place.

I spend half my day pulling
cat hair off of my clothes.

I hate cats.

You like 'em?

Cats, I mean.

I, uh, never thought
much about 'em.

I hate 'em.

Thought I saw you
in class.

- You remember me?
- Mm-hmm.

All right.
Then, what's my name?

Uh, Joyce Simdars.

- And you're Joe Rantz.
- Uh-huh.

I remember because you had
a huge crush on me

in the fourth grade.

- No, I didn't.
- Yeah, yeah, you did.

You made me
this pretty little card

with some flowers
stuffed in it.

Right before my family
went away to Olympia.

- Uh...
- Are you one of those people

who can't eat
when you're nervous?

- I'm not nervous.
- No?

So, what are you
doing here, Joe?

I'm trying to learn,
uh, engineering.

Hmm.

I'm gonna be a teacher.

Mostly here just to get away
from home, though.

You remember my mother?

Sorta. Always had a Bible
in her hand.

Yeah.

Unless she's throwing it
at you.

You like rowboats?

You know, like, paddlin' 'em.

- Who's this?
- I'm Roger.

Hi, Roger. I'm Joyce.

This is Joe, but he's
not real talkative right now

'cause he's
a little bit nervous.

- No, I'm not. No, I'm not.
- He is a little nervous.

I'm not nervous.

We might be able to make
some money if you can row.

- Joyce, you ready?
- Oh. Gotta go, boys.

Nice seeing you again, Joe.

Roger.

By the way,

did you ever get over
that crush?

Come on, let's go.

She's a looker, huh?

So, what's that about
making some money?

Yeah, the rowing team.

You're on it,
you get a part-time job

including
a cheap place to live.

I could get free of them cats.

All you gotta do
is make the team.

How hard can that be?

How many make the team?

Hey, how many, uh...

How many fellas get picked?

Eight, I think.

Eight?

What's he say?

He didn't know.

All right, listen up.

I'm Coach Ulbrickson.

Well, that's Coach Bolles,

Coach Brown.

Now, you're all here
because we're looking

for the eight most qualified
young men to fill out JV boat.

That means most of you
will not be chosen.

In fact, the majority of you
will most likely

walk away on your own
within the next few weeks,

'cause your bodies will hurt,

minds will tire,

and you'll decide
this dream of yours

to compete against the
greatest crews in the world

is just not worth it.

There's no shame in that.

Eight-man crew

is the most difficult
team sport in the world.

The average human body is just
not meant for such things.

It's just not capable
of such things.

But average is not gonna
get a seat on my boat.

So, good luck.

Okay. Fall into two lines.

Registration on the left.
Uniforms on the right.

That was a beautiful speech,
Coach.

- Name?
- Uh, Joe Rantz.

Joe, you ever crewed before?

Uh... Um...

Row. You ever rowed before?

No. No. Uh...

How much does the job pay
once you're on the team?

Go pick up your gear
over there.

- To your right. Next.
- Name?

Roger Morris.

Roger,
you ever crewed before?

No.

All right.

Pick up your gear
across the way.

You'll be divided into groups

and rotate through
training stations.

When you hear your number
called, follow the coach.

One through 16,
you're with me,

17 through 32
with Coach Matthews,

33 to 48 with me.

Line up.

You got any idea
what we're in for?

I don't know.

Good. Me either.

One through 16, come on.

BROWN The average
adult man is capable

of taking in roughly four
liters of oxygen per minute.

An oarsman must be able
to consume as much as eight.

You have to teach your bodies
to do that.

We'll do 50 push-ups,

followed by 50 sit-ups
and 50 jacks.

We'll keep doing sets of 50

till it's time
to change stations.

Eight on each side.

Feet in stretchers.

Lace 'em up.

Let's take Old Nero out.

All right, on my count,
straight backs, use your legs.

Twelve! Don't just slap
the water. Roll your wrists.

Up, down.

Up, down.

Four, five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten.

Stroke, two, three, four.

Catch, drive, finish, recovery.

Next station. Everybody out.

Up, down.

Up, down.

Switch!

All set?

Up, down.

Up, down.

There's four parts
to a stroke, gentlemen,

not three, okay?

Catch, drive, finish,
and recovery.

You can't skip any of 'em.

And you know why we're not
going in a straight line?

'Cause number 22 here

is the only one
that's listening to me.

Catch, drive,

finish, recovery.

That's better.

All right. Let's pick up
the pace to 18.

Lot of tall timber
in this bunch, Coach.

Few boys there could even
push your varsity crew.

It's hard to judge
off one day.

Still, you had to see enough

to make you almost
finally crack a smile?

Yeah, I'll let you know
at the end of the season, huh?

Olympic year, this year,

so ideally, they'll stretch
longer than most.

Olympic year?
I didn't realize.

I spoke with
Coach Ebright down in Cali.

He's sure aware of it.

Feels good about
his chances, too.

Oh, yeah?

Any first impressions
you'd like to see in print?

You know I don't
read the paper, Royal.

Excuse me, Coach.

If you're looking for tips,
you're gonna have to get 'em in practice
like everybody else.

No, sir. I was just wondering
how much this paid.

Say again?

They said there was a job
included if you make the team?

I just need to know
if it's gonna cover

the rest of my tuition.

Yeah, I'm sure it will.

Hey, you just
concentrate for now

- on making the squad, son.
- Thank you, sir.

Now, there's a question I bet

those Ivy League coaches
never get.

Speakin' of,

I sure hope this year
goes better than the last.

No one's rooting for your boys
more than me.

- Good luck, Coach.
- And you, Royal.

Did you go grab some food?

Ah, I'm not hungry.

I got enough for us both
if you want it.

Not that hungry.

I'll see you later.

I appreciate it.

There you go.

Here you go, sir. Thank you.

- How's your chicken?
- Hmm?

Great. Thanks.

Yeah, that's a pork chop
you're eating.

Ah.

Sorry.

So, I saw
Royal Brougham today.

And he made sure to tell me

that Ky Ebright's squad
is strong this year.

Cal is always strong.

And you always worry.

How'd your new boys look?

Well, it's too early to say.

There's definitely
a lot of 'em.

That's good. Nice big stable
to choose from.

- If enough of them last.
- The best ones will.

- Just like you did.
- Mm.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing, just a little stiff.

Yeah, looks it. How come?

Rowed boats
till it almost killed us.

What?

Page 43 in your texts.

So, in solving the framework,

what does it mean to reflect?

Excuse me, young man.

Would you like me to speak
quieter so you can rest?

I feel like that's maybe
a trick question.

Quiet!

Pay attention
or go home to sleep.

You can't do both in here.

You're welcome, Joe Rantz.

Thank you.

Three.

Four.

Push, then pull. Push...

Up, down!

48 and 12 on the bow.

Yeah. I'm thinkin'...

What about Morris in the six
behind Rantz?

Keep time with me.

Stroke, two, three, four.
Stroke, two...

Come on, boys!
Who wants it more?

Keep driving those legs!

Do not let 22 beat you!

You still remember me?

Mm-hmm.

Wasn't sure.

Haven't seen you much lately.

I just been busy with stuff.

- Rowing stuff?
- Mostly.

Hmm.

I heard Roger say that they're
announcing the team today.

Are you gonna make it?

There's lot of guys tryin'.

You wanna take me
on a boat ride when you do?

Sure.

Gentlemen,

I wanna thank you all
for comin' out

and giving your best effort.

Every single one
of you left standing

has performed admirably.

Unfortunately, only a few of
you can be chosen to continue.

Coach Bolles.

Hume.

Hunt.

McMillin.

Day.

Morris.

White.

Adam.

Rantz.

Coy, you're the reserve.

We thank the rest of you
for your time and your effort.

All right, then.

Go and celebrate.

I will see you on the water
tomorrow.

Well done.

That's my favorite part.

Come on, boys.

Let's go.

Now lift 'em up.

It's all this guy
talks about, his Dodge.

Hey, listen,
I've done so much rowing.

I knew you'd made it.

I'm glad one of us did.

Ah, you were
always in the bag.

When Coach called my name,
my knees almost buckled.

I wonder what seats
they'll put us in.

I just want the stroke.

That's Hume's seat.
Guaranteed.

Hey, you're not a mute,
are you?

'Cause I've never once
heard you say nothin'.

No.

He doesn't need to talk,
the way he pulls that oar.

Yeah, Chuck, maybe you should
pull more and talk less,
you want that stroke seat.

I don't care
where they put me,

as long as
I'm in there somewhere.

We're all in there somewhere.

Yeah.

Bow down to Washington

Bow down to Washington

Mighty are the men who wear
the purple and the gold

Joyfully we welcome them
within the victor's fold

We will carve our names
in the Hall of Fame

To preserve the memory
of our devotion

So, heaven help
the foes of Washington

They're trembling at the feet
of mighty Washington

Our boys are there with bells
Their fighting blood excels

It's harder to push them
over the lines than pass...

- Hey.
- Hi.

You, uh...

You wanna go for a boat ride?

Now?

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Catch, drive,

finish, recovery.

You gotta do all four
before you can start again.

That's better.
You gotta feather next.

Feathering? What's feather?

Here, look.

You roll your wrists

to spin the oar.

- You see?
- Mm.

Now, try again.

You're a natural.

I thought you said you were
gonna take me on a boat ride.

All right, scooch over.

All right.

Do you like it? Rowing?

Well,

gettin' a job out of it.

And a room. So, I guess.

Who else made the team?

Roger, Shorty, some others.

You know, they put the races
on the radio.

Everybody listens.

Yeah, they took,
uh, some photos.

- Asked a bunch of questions.
- What kinds of questions?

It's just, you know,

where we're from,
stuff like that.

Did you tell them the truth?

Mm. Mostly.

You're all gonna be famous.

Then you really
will forget about me.

I don't think I could
if I tried.

You get to row us
back to shore.

We have class in the morning.

- Which bed you want?
- Couldn't care less.

Oh, nice.

We get to keep these, right?

Long as we stay on the team.

Each seat on
the boat has its own purpose.

Like eight separate parts
of one great racehorse.

Morris in one, Day in two,

and Adam in the three.

Your technique will keep
the boat on its proper course.

And four, five, and six
are like the engine room.

That is the power.

White, McMillin, and Hunt.

Now, Rantz is our seven.

So, you set the pace
with Hume, the stroke.

And every good racehorse
has a jockey.

Glenn Morry...

Come on, Glenn.

...is our coxswain.

Now, he calls the strategy

set up by myself
and Coach Bolles.

He'll give you rein
when he wants you to run,

he'll pull you back
to slow you down.

And when the time is right,
he'll get out his whip.

Hey, fellas.

Okay,
time to get in the water.

Let's go again!

Hey, junior boat,

you tired
after your first day?

- He'll never make it.
- Don't take it so hard.

Hey, where you going?
Come back.

I hate those assholes.

You gotta learn
to pace yourself.

- It's Joe, isn't it?
- Mm-hmm.

Most of you boys don't have
an interest in a boat

until you can sit in it.

You like to work with wood?

Yeah, my father did some.

He used to make things.

Nothing like this,
just porches and stuff.

I helped him fix up
an old canoe once.

I'm sure he and your mother
must be very proud of you now.

Making the team.

This is for you boys.

Your racing shell.

Always welcome
to give me a hand with it.

If you find some free time.

No, I didn't mean right now.

You should rest up tonight.

I'm okay.

Technique
is more important than power.

You have to be able to pull
a perfect oar,

stroke after stroke.

It's called swing.

When all eight are rowing
in such perfect unison

that no single action

is out of sync
with the rest of the boat.

Then you aren't fighting
each other.

You're moving
with less effort.

Each one of your strokes
is worth

one and a half
of the other boat's.

Most crews never find it.

But when they do,

rowing is more poetry
than sport.

White and Day, switch.

Rantz, Adam,

switch back.

Row!

Row!

- Row!
- Come on!

- Row!
- Come on!

- Row!
- Row through the lake!

Row! More!

What, did you
forget everything you learned

in the last three years?

Brown, you're still skying.

Billings, are you the stroke?
You're rushing.

You have seven men behind you,
all chasing the boat.

34 strokes.

You're fine at 34 strokes.

Anything higher
and you fall apart.

34 strokes,
you don't beat Cal.

34 strokes,

you don't win at Poughkeepsie.

You certainly
don't get to Germany.

You know who you beat
with 34 strokes?

The JV boat.

Maybe.

What are you guys waiting for?
Get back in the boat.

You guys, you're gonna
get back out there

and you're gonna do it again
until you get it right!

Hope I'm not intruding, Al.

Not at all, Ben.
Come on in. Take a seat.

Great timing.

Just going through
the equipment budget

to send over
to your committee.

Nothing unreasonable.

Some pieces for the gymnasium.

And the five-year-old uniforms

are startin'
to look a little ragged.

Ah, we'll see what we can do.

Committee's meeting next week.

More wins usually means
more money from the alumni.

Sure.

So, how are our boys doing,
Coach?

Early to say, but solid.

Oh, they've been workin' hard.

My boy, Bo, had 'em training

- all off season.
- Hmm.

- Think they're gonna make
a real run at Cal this year.
- I hope we can.

We got a good junior boat to
push 'em, too. You should...

It'd be nice to finally hang
a banner up at our place

instead of letting
Cal have 'em all.

We'll do our best, sir.

And an Olympic medal
to go with it.

Bo says his boat's got a shot.

If we work hard.

And catch some breaks.

Winners make our own
breaks in life, Coach.

And we need this.

It's now or never.

Hmm.

"If we shadows have offended

"Think but this,
and all is mended.

"That you have but
slumbered here...

"While these visions
did appear."

Thank you.

It's some fella called
Shakespeare, right?

You know, music people

should have to take care
of their own trash.

Better than
the cafeteria last night.

I mean, God,
I almost couldn't eat today.

You see that old food,
all mushed around like that?

Eugh!

You ever notice
how under the girls' tables,

it's always the worst?

When you look close,
girls are nasty.

You don't realize it
'cause of their nice dresses

and their hair's all fixed up.

But I'll clean under 10 boys'
tables before I do one...

Oh, Don, there anything
you can't do?

Keep goin'.

Ain't we got fun?

The rent's unpaid, dear

We haven't a car

In any way, dear

We'll stay as we are

Even if we owe the grocer

Ain't we got fun?

What about Morris
in the six behind Rantz

and Hunt in the one?

We tried that last week.

I don't know.

On paper, this should work.

Better than just work.

You put them in singles
against 100 other kids,

I'd bet on that being the top
eight finishers out there.

That's the problem.

They have a hard time
remembering

they aren't in sculls,
especially Rantz.

They're a strong a group
as I've ever seen

come through here

and they might also be
the worst crew I've ever seen.

It's a bad mix.

It's my fault.

Well, maybe those names
aren't the problem.

Sometimes young horses
need a louder jockey.

You wanted to see me, Coach?

Close the door.

Sit down, Bobby.

You know why
I called you here?

My guess is you need someone
to help you beat Cal.

Let me explain
something to you.

I'm giving you
a second chance.

You're gonna drive
the JV boat.

- JV?
- Yeah, that's right.

Now, listen to me.

You're gonna do what
I tell you, when I tell you.

And if I see you goin' off
on your own, then you're out.

For good this time.
You understand?

- Yeah, I do.
- All right.

Get out.

Come on!

Your hands are too high!

Fix the catch.

One catch, let's go.

Look like a team, fellas.

Legs through, eyes up.

Legs through.

You guys are out of sync.
Find Hume.

Take it off Hume.

Watch those blade heights.

Hey, Rantz, you with us?
Get with Hume.

Legs through.

Legs through. Come on!

Day, you're catching too high.
Lower.

Morris, you're late.

Enough! Way-nuff! Way-nuff!

Yeah, good ride.

And my favorite part
is how my nuts vibrated

when you guys were all hitting
the water at different times.

We were moving slow as shit,
but the sensation was nice.

Screw you, Moch.

No, dandy,
you're the one screwed.

Coach told me if you guys

don't get yourselves
figured out,

you're not only missing
the regatta,

you're not racing at all
this year.

That's a whole hell
of a lot of work

to just do nothing with.

So, feel like trying it again?

I'm ready.

That's good.

Always with the grain.

How's the crew coming along?

Lot harder than I expected.

Well, that's what
practice is for.

Coaches will have you ready
for the regatta.

Your folks gonna make it?

My mother, she passed
when I was young.

And my pop, he had to move off

several years ago
to find work.

Kinda lost touch.

Who brought you up?

Pop figured
I was okay on my own.

Hmm.

How old were you?

Almost 14.

Him and my stepmom,

they had two young boys
to care for.

There was no work
around Sequim.

Worked out best for everybody.

Legs through.

Legs through.

Legs through.

Legs through.
Soften the shoulders.

Eyes up.

Stay loose.

Shoulders down, Joe.

Stay low.

Stay loose.

Eyes up.

Better?

As one.

As one.

As one.

Put the pressure
in the footplate.

Drive!

Drive!

Here she is, boys.

Maybe the finest
George has ever made.

Now, this is your new home.

Treat her that way.

Care for her. Protect her.

Most of all,
you better respect her.

All right, suit up
and get out there.

You race against Cal
in a week.

Won't let you down, Coach.

Welcome to a beautiful day
at Lake Washington

for the annual showdown
between the Washington Huskies

and the Cal Bears of Berkeley
in the Pacific Coast Regatta.

And just as it has been
for the past 30 years,

the two-mile race will extend
from Sand Point

up to Sheridan Beach.

We have 100,000
race fans gathered here

for what is sure to be
another maritime battle

the likes of which we haven't
seen since New Orleans.

And in the purple and gold,
Washington Huskies coach,

Al Ulbrickson, is bringing
back a strong senior team

and an inexperienced
junior boat,

in hopes of reversing a
devastating season last year.

Without a doubt,
he's facing stiff competition.

Legendary Coach Ky Ebright
has once again

brought two strong boats.

He's called his junior crew

possibly the best
young oarsmen he has ever had.

Let's go, Washington!

Hi, Roger.

Don't try and do too much.
Listen to Moch.

Stay close, and we'll hope
Cal makes a mistake.

Stay calm
with the body.

Hold your hands up...

- Inspiring.
- Hmm?

Uh, you missed the part
where I told 'em

just to try not to tip over.

Ladies and gentlemen,

please take your seats.

Five minutes till the start.

Hey, uh, my boys are feeling

a little under
the weather, Al.

I hope you take it easy on us.

Not even
if I believed you, Ky.

Both teams are in position.

Winds are out of the north
at five miles an hour.

The temperature
is a mild 71 degrees.

All right, boys.
You heard Ulbrickson.

Stick close and hope
they make a mistake.

That's his way of saying
don't embarrass him

'cause that's what he thinks
you're gonna do.

I say the hell with all that.

All these people didn't just
come to see you stick close.

Let's show Ulbrickson
what's in this boat.

Ready?

The oarsmen are at the ready.

- Row!
- Row!

And they're off!

Washington
is slow off the block.

Step on 'em early!
38!

Let's go! Good.

Yeah, we got 'em.

All right.
Give me a nice, easy 28.

In and through.

And pull!

Washington's JV boat

is racing for the first time
in competition.

- Cal breaks early.
- Easy work.

Cal has
half a boat on Washington.

Easy, boys. Nice and easy.

Cal jumps out
to an early lead.

Washington is struggling
to keep pace.

That's right.
Just keep them in sight.

Don't sky the blade,
McMillin!

In, through.

In, through.

Shoulders loose.

In the legs!

Cal opening up
a full boat on Washington.

And at the quarter mark,
it's Cal up a full boat.

Come on!
Come on, Washington!

We got this, boys!
Come on.

Through.

In, through.

Don't panic, Bobby.

Don't rush.

Cal still showing
no signs of slowing down.

Washington is getting its
first taste of competition.

Something Coach Ulbrickson
can hope to build on.

Through! In, and through!

Push! Push!

All right, here we go, boys.

Give me 35.

Let's show 'em what we got.

Build! Build it!

What are they doing? I said
let Cal come back to them.

Now at the halfway mark.

The Huskies with a burst.

Just passing the halfway point
and Washington is surging.

Oh, you better be right, Moch.

In, through!

- In, through!
- Here they come.

Here comes Washington.

Eyes up.

- Eyes up!
- Push!

They're past
the three-quarter mark.

Cal and Washington
are neck and neck!

- Go!
- Row!

Stay loose!

Push! Push!

Cal is falling back.

Let's go!

Washington
is picking up the pace!

Washington's passing Cal!

And look at this.

The Washington boat
has taken the lead!

Washington by half a boat!

- Row! Let's go!
- Come on!

Two hundred meters to go!

- Washington is pulling ahead!
- Twenty more strokes!

Come on, come on.

Come on! Go!

Washington
by a full boat!

- In and through!
- One hundred meters!

Fifteen more!

Come on! Come on!

Through! Ten more!

Fifty meters!

Fifty meters!

Washington is going to do it!

You got this!
In and through!

Push!

Twenty-five meters!

And there's the flag!

Washington has done it!

Washington's junior boat has
won their first competition!

Yeah!

What a promising start
for these young men!

Jesus!

I got nine seconds
under the course record.

Same.

And the final third
is faster than the first.

Where the hell
did that come from?

I guess that little runt
knew what he was doin'.

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

It's all you, boys!

All you!

Yeah!

One!

Two!

Three!

I like your hat.
Thank you. Thank you.

Come on!

Washington!

Come on!

Oh, my God.

Hi.

I could get used to this.

How did your first win feel?

Great.

Next one's
gonna be even faster.

How did you go so fast?

Oh, we just rowed
as quick as we could.

It must have been hard,
even though you're strong.

You get tired?

Yeah, yeah,
it was pretty rough.

Too tired to go
someplace quiet

and show me how you did it?

Oh, hell no.

You know,
this might make all the times

Morris puked on my back
worth it.

I got this today.

Some fellow in a suit
just gave it to me.

- Said us winning made him so
happy, he wanted me to have...
- Shoot, we all made him happy,
Gordo.

Kid in my algebra class

offered to do
my homework for me.

- I let the sap do it.
- You should.

We keep on winnin',

we're gonna have it made
in this place.

- You did so good today.
- Huh?

I said you did so...

I said you did so good today.

Thank you.

It was... It was fun.

What?

Come here.
I said it was fun.

Do you wanna go
someplace quiet?

Watcha doin'?

I'm watching.

Why aren't you talking
to anybody?

I'm not much of a talker.

Ah.

Hey, look over there.

You see that beanpole
in the glasses?

Yeah.

He's studying Latin.

- Oh.
- Latin.

You don't have to say much.

Listen, Hume.

Tonight, not tomorrow night,
or next week.

Tonight is your best shot.

You go on. I think I'm okay.

Christ sake.

Hey, listen up!

We got a musician
in our midst.

With a little encouragement,

we might just get him
to give us some live music.

Don Hume!

Get up here. Get up here.

Come on, Don!

No. No.

- Hey, watch out.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Bobby, get the stool.

The piano man.

John, John, John, John,
John, John, John, John.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- There we go.

All ready for you there,
maestro.

Let's hear it for Don!

Don Hume.

Come on, Don!

We know you can do it.

- Come on, Don.
- Come on, Donnie.

I don't think that
I should be here.

He can't be in here.

Oh, shut up, Carolyn.

I saw you smoking
at your window last week.

- It was too loud in there.
- Yeah.

People are happy.
They're having fun.

Yeah, because of you.

Okay, I'm changing.

Eyes on the wall.

Right.

Did you know
you were gonna win?

No. My arms,
they were shaking.

I was so nervous.

We were all
screaming so loud.

The radio said it was
the fastest ever.

Yeah, that's
what Coach told us.

I bet you win every race.

Just don't get all stuck-up
and everything.

I just kept that in case
I ever ran into you again.

And had to, um...

prove that you had
that crush on me, like I said.

Miss Simdars,
open this door.

You... You should go.

You should go. You need to go.
You need to go.

Miss Simdars, open this door
right now, young lady.

If you have a male visitor
in there,

well, you know
the consequences.

One minute!

- What?
- Is that too far?

- No.
- You're fine.

Miss Simdars!

Ain't we got fun?

Tax collector's getting closer

Still, we got fun

There's nothing surer

The rich get rich
and the poor get poorer

In the meantime,
in between time

Ain't we got fun?

Well done!

Okay! Yeah!

Don Hume,
ladies and gentlemen.

- Harvard, Yale?
- Mm-hmm.

Both have put up times
we haven't gotten close to.

That's how it usually goes.

Kids back East are in boats
before they're in shoes.

Schools just have more talent
to choose from.

That's what money buys you.

We need an edge, Tom.

Through.
In and through.

In and through.

And through!

Eyes up!

In and through!

Stand tall.

Legs through.

In and through.

Legs through.

Legs through.

Legs through.

In, through.

In, through.

In, through.

In, through.

In, through.

In, through.

In and through.

Legs through.

Legs through.

Way-nuff!

Everybody else tires
and they just get stronger.

That's the third time
they beat the varsity squad.

Maybe next time.

I just think
it's too big of a risk.

Poughkeepsie is more than just
the championship this year.

It's for the Olympics.

I know what
the race means, Tom.

Experience counts
for something in big races.

Half those guys on varsity

competed at Poughkeepsie
last year.

- And they lost.
- They're better this year.

If you didn't know their ages,

you didn't know how long
they've been rowing,

you're looking at both boats
for the first time...

A time trial in the backyard
does not count.

That is not the same thing
as a race.

Look at the competition times.

It's not that easy.

Come on, you know that.

Yes. Yes.

Yes, I know.

You're acting like
the varsity boat is scrappin'.

You know that boat
hasn't lost a race either.

And it wasn't that long ago

you were just hopin'
the JV boat

was gonna make it to the
finish line without sinking.

Now, Al,

now you're talkin' about
putting all our chips on 'em.

Do you think varsity
could medal in Berlin?

We're not talkin'
about a medal.

We're talkin' about a shot
at gettin' there.

If they got there?

I don't know.

We need a win this year, Al.

The people who pay us,
they need a win.

You send a boat full of kids
down there

and they trip up,

you're sticking your neck
way out there.

Makes it a real easy target.
And mine, too.

I need this job.

What do you think, George?

Hmm.

When you were in a boat,

you rowed like no one else
that's ever come through here.

I remember watching you,

wondering how fast
one of my shells could go

if there were eight
just like you in it.

That bunch of kids

might be as close to that
as I'll ever get.

And if I send them out there
and they aren't ready?

Then it's like Tom said.

The axe will likely fall,

and fall hard.

Now you're starting
to sound like my wife.

Well, Hazel's a smart woman.

I'll take that
as a compliment.

Good morning, everybody.

Thank you.

Now, as we all know,
uh, the Poughkeepsie Regatta

is always the most important
race of the season.

This year, there's even more
riding on it,

because the winner will
qualify for an Olympic spot.

Yes!

It's also a race that
the University of Washington

has not won
in almost two decades,

but... but...

...we have a boat this year

that I believe
could change all that.

A boat that could not only win
at Poughkeepsie,

but

is strong enough
to have a real shot in Berlin.

And, uh...

that boat is our junior boat.

Yeah, you heard me.

Listen, I understand
that that's unorthodox.

- Unorthodox? It's insane.
- I'm doing everything I can...

You can't do that.

...in the best interests
of our team

and the University
of Washington.

Thank you.

This is bullshit!

Have you lost your mind?

What about those boys
who spent

the last four years
working for this?

- My job is to put the best boat
in the water, Ben.
- Your job? I pay for your job.

Without the boosters,
where do you think

the money for your boats
comes from, huh?

For your goddamn salary?

How about you let me
do my job?

Let's just settle down

and talk about this calmly.
Come on.

There's nothin'
to talk about, Jay.

My team, my decision.

Then it's not your team
anymore.

I'll make sure
your ass is fired

before the train leaves
for Poughkeepsie.

- Ben, we're not gonna get...
- All right.

Bolles is just as capable
as you.

Better even.

I'd do the same as Al.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Ben!

Do I?

Sure you do.

I can't believe
you're going to the Olympics.

We gotta beat
those other schools first,

but Coach says we have
as good a shot as anybody.

You can't flirt with any
of those New York girls.

What's wrong?

Be back in a second.

Joe?

Saw your picture in the paper.

Harry Junior clipped it out.

When did you get back
from California?

Couple of years.

You know, things weren't
much better down there.

So, you've been here
all that time?

Down the road a bit.

Were you ever gonna tell me?

You're doin' all right.

I was 14 when you left.

I went to war
when I was that age.

So, what do you wanna do, Joe?

Huh?

Move home?

I mean, I could use the help.

Tell you what,
I'll pay you a dollar a day

if you still remember
how to cut a tree.

Or maybe you'd rather
just keep rowing your boat.

You don't owe me a thing, Joe.

I don't owe you.

You're doing just fine.

I'll pass on regards.

I'm sorry.

Works out for the best.

Yeah, but that doesn't
make it okay.

Maybe.

I gotta go.

You should come get some sleep

before the sun rises
over that.

I'll be in there soon.

I sure love that view.

I know.

I just wish I could enjoy it
the way I used to.

Why don't you

come see if there's
another view you can enjoy?

Okay.

Thank you.

We're gonna be the fastest
crew the world has ever seen.

Bring home
the championship, Al!

- And a gold medal!
- We'll try.

Oh, boy.

We might wanna try
and win this thing, huh?

No pressure.

- Good luck!
- Bring it home, boys!

I'll be listening
on the radio.

Say hello
if they interview you.

This might be a good time
to tell you

that I'm in love with you,
Joe.

- All aboard!
- All right. I gotta go.

Hey! Hey!

Yeah, she looked at me.

Rantz!

I'm busted.
Someone give me a penny.

Lucky, I'll let you watch.

Hey, Joe, give me your jacket.

That'll get me halfway
to ante.

Joe, stick around.

Hey, don't run away,
Hobo Joe.

He's playin'.

He's playin'. He's playin'.

He's playin'.

- Jesus, Chuck.
- Was just jokin'.

Yeah, well,
your jokes are lousy.

I didn't mean anything by it.

Truth is, my old man
went bust years ago, so...

Any new clothes I wear,
I swipe from Woolworth's.

Doesn't matter.

Just sayin'
we're not different.

You and me.

Except you're not a thief.

One! Way-nuff!

Drop it.

Again! Need to get sharper.

Come on.

You guys are out of sync.
Find Hume.

Take it off Hume.

Look like a team, fellas.

As one.

You're out of sync.

Okay, no, no. Way-nuff.

- Where are we off?
- Hey, Joe, you with us?

- Me?
- Yeah, lock in on Don.

What are you talkin' about?
I'm not the problem.

Go again.

Come on.

In and through.

In and through.

All right, give me three more.
Three,

two,

one. Way-nuff!

That'd get us a solid sixth.

It's new water, they're still
getting comfortable.

First times were faster.
They're getting
less comfortable.

What is the matter?

Not in tune yet.
I'll get 'em there, Coach.

Let's do it before the race,
Bobby.

Go again.

All right, fellas.
Port side, back it down.

Starboard, tap on. Ready?

Probably nervous.

They're just kids, Al.

That's why
everybody told me

I was wrong for bringin' them.

I just can't afford for them
to be kids.

Not anymore.

- It looks like they...
- I know what's wrong.

Bring it in.

You have 500 perfect meters.

And then another five,
where it looks like

you're rowing
eight different boats.

The timing's
just a little off.

Joe, where is your head at, son?

- It's in the boat.
- No, it's not.

You're setting your own pace.

Your catch is higher
than the rest.

- I'm trying to...
- Don't interrupt me.

You're rowing like
you're in a single.

We've been doing this
too goddamn long to forget

you're in an eight-man shell.

Now, do you wanna be
in the boat

or am I'm gonna put
someone else in your seat?

I don't care.

Coy!

You're in Rantz's seat.

Get out.
You don't care? Get out.

Coy, come on, let's go.

Looks like
you're racin' tomorrow.

Now, maybe
we can row as a team.

And just go talk to Coach,
tell him you want back in.

I'm not beggin' him
to give my place back.

- I'm done with that.
- Where you gonna go?

Ain't like you got money
enough for a train ticket.

I'll figure somethin' out.
I always have.

Are you gonna live in a car
in Poughkeepsie?

Hello, Roger. Hello, Joe.

I need to put another coat
on the Husky Clipper.

I could use a hand.

My grandfather would let me
help oil the shells he built.

Most hate it
because of the smell.

I catch the scent of whale oil
and immediately hear his voice

telling me to,
"Keep putting it on

"until you can see your
freckles in the reflection."

That's how I'd know
it was good and slick.

So it would cut through
the water like a knife blade.

How it didn't matter
how fast someone rowed

if the water didn't flow
across the hull

in the exact right way.

If the weight
wasn't balanced just right.

Every piece working
with the other.

It's the same with the crew.

So much that there's really
no difference between the two.

They're connected by
all the hours spent together.

Sweat and pain

bleeds into the grain as they
become one magical thing

that moves across the water

like it was born
to be nowhere else.

I've built a lot of
good boats, but the best ones,

the boats where

every part fits
exactly as it should,

where every man

trusts the one behind him,

they are the boats
people remember forever.

That's what this boat
could be.

Be a shame for anyone to miss
seeing how fast it could go

with all the right pieces.

Joe, your dad gave up on you.
He quit on you.

All you know is quitting.

But it seems to me
you're not him.

Or are you?

- Yes.
- Yes, it's very nice.

If I can get you two
to just stand together.

Just for one. And perfect.

I'll, uh, see you over there.

What can I do for you, Joe?

I want my seat back.

Why?

All that time I spent in it,

the work
we all did together...

That boat...

it's all I got.

The boys and...

It's all I got.

I can't lose that.

You know, one of the first
things I said to you boys was

there's no shame if your body
can't hold up to this.

The same goes for the mind.

Listen, I know it isn't easy
to trust every other person

on that boat
as much as you trust yourself.

But it's not about you.

As good as you are,
it's not about you, Joe,

or me, or anybody else.

It's about the boat.

Yes, sir.

It's where I wanna be.

Okay.

Well, you better get dressed.

Thank you.

Really, thank you.

Today's regatta

is as much a social experiment
as it is a race.

A clash of character.

Of old money versus
no money at all.

Six boats of want-to's against
one filled with have-to's.

These nine working-class boys
arrived from the American West

on the shoulders of a country
that sees itself

in their determined
young faces.

Sees their struggles,
their grit, their spirit.

And they've claimed the
Husky Clipper as their own.

Because it's a boat
full of underdogs

representing an underdog nation.

A nation of people
who have been beaten down

but refuse to go away.

Refuse to stop working hard,
'cause that's all they know.

All they have ever done.

So, find your place,
by the river or the radio.

And cheer for guts
and heart and brawn

to beat privilege and prestige
to the finish line today.

Cheer for the boys
from Washington.

Listen up.
We're in lane seven.

Navy and Cal are gonna
wanna jump to a lead.

We just let 'em.

This is it, boys.

Nice, strong start.

We're gonna keep a 42 count
coming out, right?

California's gonna
go out hard, okay?

You gotta stick with them.

As long as you're within
two lengths,

- stay under a 30 stroke.
- How's your shoulder?

- Are you okay?
- I'm good.

I wanna see you push yourself
through that pain.

Then go to a 35
at the halfway mark.

You're gonna slow down and
ease into a nice, steady 34.

Keep going, keep pushing.

Keep pushing
all the way through.

All the boats out in front will start to
tire and you'll just be getting started.

You know the plan.

We'll save something
for the end.

Four miles in a boat
should be nothing to you.

This is your race, all right?

This is our time.

We know what we're doin'.
We've been here before, boys.

Now better get out there and
show 'em what I already know.

The Poughkeepsie Regatta.

Today's regatta
is the greatest

one-day rowing event
in America.

- Watch your step.
- Coaches like Ky Ebright,

Rusty Callow and Al Ulbrickson

are not only hoping for a win,

but a chance
to compete in Berlin.

As rowing fans
board observation cars

and crowd the shores
of the Hudson River,

seven shells take their places
at the starting line.

Syracuse, Navy,

Cornell, and Columbia,

Penn, Cal, and Washington
ready themselves

for what could be
the most important race

of their young lives.

A chance to compete
in the Olympics.

Let's go.

- Good luck, Jack.
- You, too.

The starting gun is up.

Oars to frontstops.

Nearly 100,000 spectators hold
their breath in anticipation.

A hush falling
over Crum Elbow.

- Row!
- And here we go.

Washington Huskies
are now rowing

against the seniors of Cal.

Huskies are the only junior
boat in the competition.

Give me a nice, easy 28.

Fall in with Don.

In and through.

These seven
finely trained crews

are churning the waters
of the Upper Hudson

in a supreme rowing test

of power, speed
and coordination.

Hold that pace, Bobby.

And at the quarter mark,
we have California, Penn

and Navy out in front

with a half-boat lead
on the rest of the field.

All right,
your stroke rate is perfect.

Save your power.

Let 'em get tired.

Wear 'em down.

Washington is falling
back to last place.

Four lengths
behind the leaders.

Now, Bobby.

Save!

Save power.

Wear 'em down.

- What's he doing?
- It has to be now.

Come on, boys.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.

All right, Don, give me 36.
Go!

Legs through.

Legs through.

Legs through.

And here they come.

Looking for freshwater,

Bobby Moch is steering
right into Syracuse's lane.

- In and through.
- Let's go.

Legs up.

Jab! Jab!

Get off us!

Hey, go to hell, Syracuse!

What the hell is that?

Washington
is passing Syracuse.

And with a mile and a half
behind them,

teams are falling away

but no one is gaining
on California and Navy.

Attaboy.

Row! Row!

Holding a four-length lead,

Cal and Navy
are in a two-boat race.

All right, give me 10 big ones
for Ulbrickson. Go!

Washington
has picked up the pace.

Bobby Moch finally getting
his crew in this race.

The Huskies sweeping
by Cornell.

Headed for Penn and Columbia.

Navy and Cal still ahead
by four lengths.

All right! Give me 40!

Let's go!

In, through!

Washington is quickly
gaining on Columbia's Lions.

Better not be too late.

The Husky Clipper
bustles by Columbia...

- Come on!
- ...and into third place!

Come on!

Push! Extend!

Now, give me 10 more

for Pocock!

With 400 meters to go,
here comes Washington!

In and through!

In, through!

- Through!
- Twenty more strokes!

Nineteen!

Washington
has taken second place!

Do they have enough left
to catch Cal?

Legs through!

- Come on, boys.
- Come on.

You got this, boys.

Look at Washington!

I don't believe
what I'm seeing.

Can the Huskies do it?
Can they do it?

Give me 10 big ones

for all the people
who didn't believe in you!

Go!

Give me Cal!

I want Cal!

Yeah, we're workin'! Whoo!

They're making
their move!

Boys, come on.

Legs through!

With 200 meters left,

Washington is passing Cal!

In, through!

Eyes up!

With 100 meters to go,
Washington is going to do it!

Washington is going to do it!

Through!
In and through!

- Eyes up! In!
- Come on.

Washington has won
the race, folks!

Washington has won the race!

Washington has won!

What a race!

Coach Ulbrickson's big gamble
has paid off,

ladies and gentlemen.

The Washington Huskies

are going to Berlin
to compete for gold.

- What a race indeed!
- Yes!

Oh...

I do love your smile.

You should do it more often.

We did it, boys!

I think that you were trying
to give us all a heart attack.

I just didn't want to break
their rhythm till I had to.

I honest to God didn't know

there were this many shrimp
in the entire world.

Do you mind sharing
with our listeners,

what was the feeling in the boat
when you were four lengths back?

Was there any panic?

Uh, there was no panic.

All of us,

we knew we could make up
the ground when we needed to.

And, if I could,

could I say hello
to my girl Joyce back home?

I'll let you wear the gold
medal when I get back.

That's right, folks.

They'll be bringing
the gold medal home

for all of us
back in Washington.

Oh.

This is great.

So, you guys
all knew about it when?

And I'm hearing
about it tonight?

You know what
this sounds like to me?

It sounds like you guys
are changing the rules

because you're trying
to steal this from us.

No one is trying to steal
anything, Coach Ulbrickson.

I'm just speaking to you

as the U.S. Rowing
Olympic Chairman

and telling you the facts.

U.S. Rowing
does not have the money

to fund your trip to Berlin.

And how is that even possible?

It's not just rowing.

Swimming, fencing.

There are many other sports
that are dealing with...

Exactly how much are we
supposed to come up with?

- $5,000.
- Five?

- In a week?
- In a week.

And what if we can't
come up with it?

Well, the committee
would have to find

a suitable replacement
to compete in Berlin.

Suitable like who, Henry?
Like your Penn squad?

If necessary, yes.

We'd of course give California
the first opportunity.

Either team is a better option

than not sending
a team at all.

This is bullshit, Henry.
It's bullshit.

You didn't expect us to win,
and we won.

Yeah, you couldn't win
on the water. None of you.

I don't like this situation.

Now, you're makin' up
the rules. Bullshit.

I don't like
the situation

- any more than you do.
- Yeah, sure you don't.

- Bullshit.
- We'll figure this out.

How are we supposed to come up
with $5,000?

Our university will reach out
to alumni and boosters.

See if they can
scrape anything up.

And if they can't find enough?

Then it'd be Cal

or Penn.

We beat those guys.

I know.

No way we let those
rich pricks go instead of us.

Then we better find
some money.

Yeah.

Al, where you goin'?

Help us get to Berlin.

Help send
the Huskies to Berlin.

Thank you.
You have a nice day.

- Thank you, sir.
- Sure.

Hey, guys.

The Olympic rowing team needs
your help to get to Berlin. We only got
a couple days left.

Fellas, I got a dollar.

Spare a couple dollars.
Help us beat the Germans.

All right.

Thanks. My name's Roger.

Hey, I'm Chuck.

Oh, please.

Well, you're
running out of days, Coach.

- You have what, four left?
- Three.

And we've only gotten halfway

to what the Olympic Committee
says we need.

So,
if you don't raise the money,

you go back to Seattle

while some other team
goes to Berlin?

Correct.
And that goes against

everything sports should be about.

Athletes should be rewarded
for performance.

No politics,

no adjusted scoring
or selection

based on wealth and standing.

May the best man win.

That's what they say.
That's what it should be.

These boys, Washington's boys,

this country's boys,

my boys,

they have proven themselves
to be the best.

Help us send
the Huskies to Berlin.

A reminder, folks,
every little bit helps.

Thank you so much.

Come on,
support our boys.

All right. Thank you so much.

Thank you so much.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

We got $92 from Tacoma
in honor of Roger Morris.

$75 more from Sequim
for Joe Rantz.

$90 from Olympia for Don Hume.

Every hometown of these boys
has given somethin'.

Pacific Telegraph
just sent $250 this evening.

Where does that put us

with everything else
we've got?

- Eh, close.
- But?

Well, close is just close, Al.

And we're out of time.

Come on.

Mrs. Ulbrickson,
I'm looking for your husband.

We still got four hours, Ky.

Racing the clock as usual.

I can't lie to you, Al.

My boys would love
to go to Berlin.

How short are you?

$300.

Give or take.

Hmm.

May I?

This is from the Cal Bears.

An IOU for $300.

Give or take.

Ky.

No one deserves to go
but your boys.

Gentlemen.

Mrs. Ulbrickson.

And if there's any extra, you
can bring me back a souvenir.

Aboard the SS Manhattan,

a shipload of American
athletes sails for Hamburg.

The Olympic Games, their goal.

Here is Jesse Owens,

the one-man track team
from the University of Ohio.

Some say, "The greatest ever."

More than 300 athletes
will march ashore

on German soil,
ready to fight for gold.

Among the participants are
the University of Washington's

junior varsity
eight-man rowing crew.

The boat is ready to do battle

with the likes of Italy,
Great Britain

and Germany,

all favorites in this
most grueling of events.

In Berlin, the preparations
for the Games are complete,

and the German people
are ready to welcome

athletes from 52 countries.

German Chancellor Adolf Hitler

has promised a spectacle
like no other,

and plans to attend
a variety of events.

In Hamburg, thousands
of cheering Germans

welcome the Americans
as they ready to disembark.

These amateur athletes

have sacrificed so much
to represent their country,

and as the opening of
the Games is just days away,

Americans at home and abroad

look forward to rooting
for these dedicated athletes.

Hi.

All right.

Get changed,
we'll go look over the course.

This is great.

Not bad.

- This'll do.
- It's better than back home.

Heil Hitler.

Remember the Alamo.

Joe, opening ceremony.

Come on, you're gonna be late.

I think I gotta skip.

I'm just too tired.

Why, what's the problem, Don?

Don doesn't feel so great.

Go join the rest.
I'll, uh... I'll stay.

I'll hang back. You need
to walk with your team.

Thanks, George.

All right, get some rest.

Try and eat somethin'.

Ungarn.

You're Jesse, right?
Jesse Owens?

I am.

You really the fastest man
in the world?

- I don't know.
- Folks around here say

you're gonna win
every race you're in.

Well, I hope so.

Show those Germans what for,
all right?

- No.
- No?

Not the Germans.

The folks back home.

United States of America.

The Hungarian team

offering their respect
to the German leader.

And here come the Americans.

With no salute
from the United States.

Sounds like the boys
are making friends.

All right,
the winds are up.

That's good for us.
You're protected in lane two.

Let all the other boats
farther out

deal with the gusts.

Bobby, the tighter
you hold the line,

the smoother the ride.

Now, three prelims.

The winner of each gets an
automatic berth in the finals.

That is what you want.
You want a day off

and let the other teams
wear themselves out

with an extra race.

So, do not hold back.

Great Britain's the team
to watch in our heat.

Bobby,
not another Poughkeepsie.

They won't fade like Cal,

so never let them get
more than two lengths up.

Fellas, you've earned this.

They don't give
gold medals for style.

All that matters is how fast
you are on the water.

And nobody here is faster.

Legs through!

And the
Americans are already leading

by half a boat
over Great Britain

and looking for more.

Followed by France
and Czechoslovakia.

In, through!
In, through!

Stroke Ran Laurie

is digging furiously
for the British boat.

But the Americans

are pouring it on now,
extending their lead.

Eyes up. In, through!

And through!

And with
only 100 meters to go,

the Americans could be closing
in on an Olympic record.

Eyes up!

Six minutes
point eight seconds.

A new Olympic record!

The United States has won!

You all right?
Hey, you know we won?

- Don, are you okay?
- You know we won, right? Huh?

- Hey.
- Come on. Come on.

Good race.

Olympic record's a nice start.

But all that does is get us
into the race that matters.

Nobody is gonna remember you
set a record at a preliminary.

Now...

let's go see
what we're up against.

Good job.

Way to go. Way to go.

Good work, boys.

Singles, doubles,

fours, they haven't lost
a race yet.

Fast.

Don, come on.

Hey, come on.

You all right?

Coach! Coach!

- You okay?
- Mm-hmm. I'm just worn out.

Thank you, Doctor.
Thanks for your help.

What's the word?

Some kind of bug.
They're not sure what.

Right now,
he's very dehydrated.

He needs rest.

And y'all stay away from him
for the next 24 hours.

We can't afford
losing anybody else.

What do you mean, "losing"?

If he's still like this
in two days, he's not racing.

Lane assignments
for the finals.

You can't change the rules

in the middle
of a competition!

The fastest qualifiers
earn the favored lanes.

That is the way
it's always been.

And we posted the best time,

and you've gone
and stuck us on the outside.

This was the lane formula
the committee decided on.

When? Right after your squad

posted the slowest
qualifying time?

Be careful of your
accusations, Coach Ulbrickson.

You've seen the winds
on that course and you know

there's a two-length
disadvantage when it blows.

I'm sure your crew
will manage.

The forecasters
expect a calm day.

Well...

We'll protest this.

Noted. And good luck.

All right.
Listen up, boys.

It's a tough lane,
so you gotta start quick.

You gotta keep them in sight.

That wind will be blocked
for the last 500 meters.

And that's your shot.

That's where
you're gonna take 'em,

but only if you keep 'em
in sight.

Listen, every one
of those teams

have trained their whole lives
for this moment.

They're all legacies.

We're not.

Row for your country.

Row for each other.

Row for that one moment
when everything

that's stacked against you
can take a back seat.

For what it's worth,
I'm proud of you boys.

All right, push off.

What?

Nothin'.

They might
as well have stuck us

out on the North Atlantic.

Thousands of
people are taking their seats,

gathered for
the Men's Eights finals.

The world's
six best rowing teams

in one last race for the gold.

Germany, Italy, Hungary.

Germany has taken gold in
singles, doubles, and fours,

and they're looking
for a sweep.

Switzerland, Great Britain,
and the United States

round out the six.

The boys from Washington
so close

to bringing an Olympic title
back to Seattle.

Deutschland! Deutschland!

Deutschland! Deutschland!
Deutschland! Deutschland!

Deutschland! Deutschland!

Deutschland! Deutschland!
Deutschland! Deutschland!

Deutschland! Deutschland!

Don, you okay?

You got this, Don, all right?

Hey, what'd he say?

All right.
Come on, let's win this.

Oars ready.

Come on.

All right,
we got two lengths of wind

to make up on this bunch.

So, we start at 38.

Bobby! Bobby!

Shit! Row! Row!

Come on.

Oh, God! He couldn't hear him.

The Americans
have stumbled out of the gate,
already a full boat behind.

Legs through.

All right, now move to 30.

Go! In, through.

Legs through!

In, through! In!

All right. We got 38!

Give me 40!

In, through!

In, through!

In, through! Go!

Come on, Don, pick it up.

In the legs! In, through!

In, through!

- In, through!
- It's time to move!

Come on, Don.

Go, Don!

Come on, boys.

Germany is just behind Italy,

followed by Great Britain.

The U.S. still in last,
well behind Hungary.

Give me more!
Gotta have more!

Come on, Don. Give me 40.

In the legs.

- Push it, Don.
- Come on, Don!

Now would be a good time,
Hume!

Come on, Don! Pick it up!

Don, come on.

Come on, Don.

Come on, Don.

Gotta give me 40. You have it.

Give it to me.

Come on, give me 40.

Come on, Don.

Come on!

Don!

Don! Come on!

Every morning, every evening

Ain't we got fun?

Not much money, oh, but honey

Ain't we got...

That's right, Don! Give me 40!

Go! Through!

Legs through!

Eyes up!

Stay low!

- Stay loose!
- And here comes

the United States
with a burst.

Row!

As one!

Nearing the 500-meter mark,

the Americans have caught up

to the Hungarian
and Swiss teams.

Stay!

And through! In, through!

The Americans have overtaken

the Swiss
and the Hungarian boats.

Germany and Italy
share the lead,

with Great Britain trailing.

Legs loose!

In, through!

In and through!

Four! Five!

In, through!

Give me 42!

Now!

In, through!

Breathe!

- Legs through!
- In, through!

Fifteen more! In!

- Come on.
- Through!

Ten more!

Shoulders down and loose.

Stand tall!

In, through!

And the Americans
continue strong,

moving past Great Britain
and headed for third.

The U.S. is moving
into medal position.

Through! Eyes up!

In, through!

Give me 46!

Go!

300 meters,
and the Americans

have pulled even!

The boats are
three across now.
250 meters to go.

- Come on,
come on, come on.
- Legs through!

It's a three-boat race.

Who's going to break?

It's Germany, Italy.

Italy, Germany.

The U.S. and Italy.

It's just too close.

Stay low!

100 meters to go.

It's neck and neck.

Come on.

Deutschland! Deutschland!

Deutschland! Deutschland!

Deutschland! Deutschland!
Deutschland! Deutschland!

In, through!

In, through!

In, through!

Give it everything! Go!

Stay central!

Eyes up!

As one!

As one!

Off the man in front of you!

In, through!

Go! In, through!

Eyes up!

In the legs!

Deutschland! Deutschland!

Germany, Italy, America.

Deutschland!
Deutschland!

And that's it!

That's it!

The results are just too close
for this reporter to tell.

Come on.

Who won?

The German fans believe

they've got their sixth win
of these 1936 Olympics.

We can only sit and wait
for the results.

Did you see?

America.

The United States
has won the gold!

Good job, Johnny.

We did it, boys!

Come on!

One hell of a stroke.

America has done it!

They've won the gold!

Hell of a race.

- You did it, Al. You did it.
- I'm proud of you.

We did it.

How about this, huh?

Mm-hmm.
How about this?

Anything you'd like to say
about those boys, Al?

They are the finest
I ever saw seated in a shell.

Not bad, huh, fellas?

Did you see that?

Boat pushed me
right into the bank.

- Look at this.
- Don't worry, we'll fix it.

Hey, Grandpa?

You think someday
I can row crew?

Well, you gotta keep at it.

Did you like rowing
eight-man crew?

- Eight?
- Yeah.

We were never eight.

We were one.