All language subtitles for The.American.Guest.S01E01

(contemplative music playing)

(man groaning)

Kermit.

I'm thinking

that my concentration
is so poor at...

at the moment...

I may have missed

some-some-some
important information.

Would you be so kind
as to tell me

how this ends,
as I'm...

rather curious.

The priest did it.

Oh, he did not.

Or the doctor, I forget.

Oh, come on.

You'll just have to read
through to the end, Father.

(groans)

(groaning)

(sighs)

(crowd murmuring)

(chanting "T.R.!")

Get out now before you give it
to the Democrats!

You should be ashamed
of yourself!

I'm not giving it to anyone,
my good man.

I intend to win.

(gunshot)

Theodore!

Quick! Where's
the nearest hospital?

Gentlemen, gentlemen!

(men shouting)

Over there!

Gentlemen,
he needs some help!

Arrest that man!

-You are under arrest.
-Is he alive?

For God's sake,
send help!

Teddy:
Don't hurt him! Don't hurt him!

Bring him here.

Man:
Bastard!

(men muttering)

What did you do it for?

You poor creature.

(crowd murmuring)

(coughing)

Let's go to the hall.

But, Theodore, you've
been shot in the chest!

If it was serious,
I'd be spitting blood.

Trust me,
I'm a hunting man.

So am I. But you...

This is my last speech
in the campaign

and I'm not going
to miss it.

(cheering)

Thank you.

Friends, I shall ask you to be
as quiet as possible.

I don't know whether
you fully understand

that I have just been shot.

(audience muttering)

But it takes more than
that to kill a Bull Moose!

(cheering)

(audience gasps)

Ah, fortunately,
I had my manuscript.

So, you see I was going
to make a long speech.

And there is a bullet...
well, there...

is where the bullet
went through.

(scattered applause,
laughter)

We stand for a living wage.

A standard high enough
to make morality possible.

We hold that the night labor
of women and children

is abnormal
and should be prohibited.

In the Progressive Party,
we believe that this country

will not be a permanently good
place for any of us to live in,

unless we make it a reasonably
good place for all of us
to live in!

I meant to speak
for 90 minutes.

I think 80
will have to do.

(laughter)

Thank you.

(cheering)

Thank you.

Quentin.

(whispering)

What are you men
plotting down there?

This is about
a possible antidote

to your husband's undeserved
defeat in the last election.

If not the Presidency,

why not a bit of exploring,

a notable adventure?

Oh, really?

What kind of notable adventure?

Up the River Tapajós in Brazil.

Teddy:
Father Zahm, Farrel and myself.

Father Zahm
writes about the area
in his latest travel book.

Edith: I see.

Zahm:
This is a region of the Amazon

that is full
of uncatalogued plants

and small animals,
bugs and so on.

Something to bring back
the naturalist in T.R.

and put the politician
in the past.

Oh, well, that would certainly
be a good idea, but...

-Indians?
-Zahm: Naturally.

And naturally dressed, Quentin,
a scrap of rag at best.

That's the whole kit
and caboodle.

I saw a woman
breastfeeding a monkey.

Teddy:
(clears throat) Father Zahm...

speaking of kit and caboodle,
tell Edith...

Oh, I'm taking charge
of provisioning the trip.

Mr. Nash has found a way...

I persuaded the Museum
of Natural History
to pay the expenses

in return for the exhibits
we're going to bring back.

So, J.P. Morgan
is financing this?

Well, that's ironic.

He's just on
the museum's board, Edith.

He probably knows nothing
about this.

No.

-No?
-No, Teedie.

You are not going to the Amazon.

You're 55 years old.

I'm 54.

55 next week,
you're heavier than ever,

and you still have a bullet
in your chest.

The doctor says it's safely
tucked away inside

and not liable to budge.

My God, Edith,
don't clip my wings.

I'm not! (laughs)

When was the last
time I did?

Rarely.

And of course,
now I'll do as you say.

Oh...

(chuckles)

(sighs)

Oh...

If you were to go...

Hmm?

Perhaps I could
come with you
to Rio de Janeiro,

so we could see our son,

find out how
he's doing down there?

That is an absolutely
splendid idea!

But this river...
how dangerous is it?

Edith, it's going to be like
a promenade down Fifth Avenue.

It's a river, Teedie.

There are always dangers,

and precisely because
it is an adventure,

Scribner's has offered me
an advance to write
an account of the trip,

which would...

Alice:
Pay some bills!

Teddy:
Thank you, Alice.

And I'll be left here alone
to hold the fort.

Thank you, Charles.

Uh, "the fort" requires
no holding, Alice.

The older children
are out of the house,

Quentin will be away
in school,

and we still have
a large enough staff
to man the battlements.

You can be colonel
in my place, Charles.

This is what he does.

I'm sorry?

He runs away.

Soon after I was born
and my mother died,

he ran off
to North Dakota.

This is
a very old grudge, Alice,

involving something you
were too young to remember,

and now is not the time or place
to nurse it back to life.

She's been reading Sigmund Freud
and it's gone to her head.

The past, the past,
gloomy, gloomy.

Egotist.

(laughs)

Teddy: See?

(guests laughing)

So, what do you say,
my lover...

my darling, my life?

(piano playing ragtime)

(automobiles puttering)

(horn blares)

(moviegoer coughs)

(ragtime piano continues)

(crowd murmuring)

(speaking Portuguese)

(crowd clapping politely)

(ship horn blowing)

Teddy:
These American nations,

such as Brazil
and the United States,

stand on an absolute footing
of equality.

We, in the New World, are not
burdened by history

and we can find
a new way forward,

seize a future in which we see
each other as sister nations,

each encouraging the other
to be prosperous and stable

because it benefits us all

and enables us to live
in peace with one another.

What about the Panama Canal?

What about it, sir?

Did you not aid
the Panamanian rebels

when Colombia was
holding out on you?

Emphatically, yes.

So you can send warships
through the canal?

You call that peaceful, really?

I built warships
not because I love war,

but because I believe
peace can only be attained
through strength.

(indistinct chattering)

Man: Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening.

Ah, Mr. President,
what a magnificent,

what an eloquent,
what a glorious speech!

Ah... Lauro.
Thank you.

Mr. President, I'd like
to introduce one of
our national treasures.

Colonel Roosevelt,
may I present

Colonel Cándido Mariano
da Silva Rondon.

Oh, a fellow colonel!

Delighted, delighted!

Equally so, Colonel Roosevelt.

Cándido knows more
about the wilds of Brazil
than any man alive.

He's an explorer
and an Indian expert.

Oh! You've
fought Indians?

Rondon:
No. No.

I'm just a humble engineer
serving my country

by connecting parts of it
to other parts,

for the benefit of all.

I'm "casting"?

Yes, casting...

I'm casting telegraph lines
into remoter regions.

Ah! What are these lines
baited with?

Civilization, sir, of course.

Cándido has seen things
beyond imagination

and suffered
more for this country
than any man I know.

No, he exaggerates.

But, well, I lost a toe
to a piranha

and got shot by an Indian
who mistook me for an enemy.

Oh, shot?

Just an arrow.

Well, perhaps you can
advise me, Colonel Rondon.

I'm about to do
some exploring myself.

And what explorations
do you have in mind?

We're going up
the Rio Ta-Ta...

-Tapajós.
-Tapajós, yes.

Father Zahm here,
my friend...

he's traveled
some of the way up,

but we will go
all the way
from the mouth

to its very source.

That should be most relaxing.

Relaxing?

Rondon: Yes.

Well, the Tapajós
is a well-mapped river

used by rubber tappers
for years.

It has several well-appointed
passenger boats,

some with state rooms
luxuriously furnished
for tourists.

Well, as I wrote in my book,

the country is far safer
than it used to be.

I came here equipped
for a serious trip!
Boats, tents, guns!

I even brought
the famous naturalist,
Farrel Nash!

Farrel...
who's here on...

I'm here on behalf
of the Museum
of Natural History.

Pleasure.

Up near its source, the Tapajós
passes through some dry hills.

There are many cacti.

They can be seen here
in our botanical gardens,
right here in Rio!

I came here
for a journey
into the unknown,

not a visit to
the botanical gardens

or a jaunt up
some well-traveled
commercial waterway.

Well, a great, great honor, sir.

Excuse me, Mr. President.

Colonel Rondon!

May I have a word?

What's the matter?

The River of Doubt?

This could be one
of the last great

undiscovered rivers
in the world.

This Colonel Rondon is
one of the most respected

and experienced explorers
in all of South America.

He will survey the river,
and I'll go with my team
to collect...

Did you make a list?

"Things I must do,
one of which
will kill me"?

Fight a war,
become President,

go on safari,
take a bullet.

And now, go down this river
that ends up who knows where?

We love each other!

We love each other's company,
we're never bored,

and yet off you must go!

Edith...

Alice is right.

Every time you don't get
what you want,

or-- or suffer some tragedy,

you-- you don't stop
and reflect, you just...

rush off into the wilderness.

And one day
you'll not come back
and leave me a widow.

Ah, I'm not going
alone.

I have Nash
and I have Father Zahm!

A drunk and a priest
who doesn't know a thing
about the jungle!

Oh, now, now.

Nash holds his liquor
quite well.

Oh, such a ringing
endorsement!

One of them holds
his liquor well.

How very reassuring.

(chuckling)

A priest, a drunk,
and two colonels head off
into the woods.

(both laughing)

It sounds like
the start of a joke!

(laughing)

Do you know that
after all these years,

you're just as beautiful
as ever to me?

Teedie...

(knock on door)

Go away!

Who is it?

Kermit:
"It" is your son, Kermit.

-Oh!
-(Edith laughs)

Kermit!

Edith:
Oh!

(couple laughing)

Edith: Darling!

Look at my boy.

Darling Kermit...

Oh, I've missed you.

You too.

Oh!

I've been traveling
for over 20 hours.
I am dead on my feet.

Shall I see if I can find
someone to rustle you
up some food?

No, no, no, don't worry,
I bought empadas
at the station.

-Teddy: Good to see you.
-(Edith laughs)

Edith:
How's your Portuguese?

(speaking Portuguese)

-Oh, well done!
-Did you forget
your English?

I'm sorry, Father?

After the election,
I wrote to you several times,

you hardly ever wrote me back.

I... I am sorry, Father.

I...

-(bottle thuds)
-(Edith gasps)

Sorry.

(clears throat)

But I do have good news.

Um... It's part
of the reason why
I didn't write more.

You see, in what
spare time I've had,

I've been writing
to someone else.

Oh?

Do you remember
Belle Willard?

An enchanting
and beautiful girl.

Ah, yes.

A society girl.

And daughter to the American
ambassador of Spain.

She knows our world, Father.

Anyhow, I wrote to her
and she wrote me

and I suppose we got
to know each other better and...

in the last letter I sent,
I asked her to marry me.

And only three days ago...
(clears throat)

"Dear Kermit, I'm so very glad
you sent your letter because

"I love you too
and will marry you.

I don't know how or why
you should love me..."

How could one not love her?

"But I'm yours
if you'll have me."

If I'll have her?

And then she goes on
to say more, and says
that she loves me again.

Belle Willard.

Well done, well done,
well done!

Wonderful news.
(chuckles)

-Spain?
-Kermit: Spain.

Listen, if you had arrived
in time to hear my speech,

you'd know I have grave concerns
about German aggression
in Europe,

but Spain is
so far south...

-Teedie, Teedie.
-(stammers)

Edith:
Congratulations, Kermit.

-Teddy: Congratulations.
-Thank you.

Teddy: Congratulations!
(chuckles)

Well, I am exhausted.

-An accident with a horse
right at the start...
-Let me look at that.

...threw everything
off by hours,
hence the lateness.

No, no, I'm fine, Mother.
I just need to sleep.

Do I have a room?

Oh, we thought you weren't
able to come tonight.

No, no, you'll stay here
with us.

Those doors close,
that sofa should do
for one night.

We'll arrange a room
for you in the morning.

No bed has ever
looked so inviting.
Thank you.

I'll leave you two.

You will grow to love her.
I know you will.

Sleep well, darling.

(both sigh)

May God protect you,
my dear son.

And bring you
only the best in life.

(taps shoulder)

(door closes)

He still seems
so very, very young.

I know.

He reminds me of my brother.

Don't say that.

I'm not saying he'd ever do
what Elliott did,

but... the drinking...

Do you think Elliott
would have drank
himself to death

if your father
had lived long enough
to straighten him out?

No, no, Edith.

I am not giving up this trip
to play nursemaid
to Kermit,

who wouldn't allow it
anyway.

But the drinking...

does seem like
that very particular
kind of thirst.

Perhaps he's just being
defiant.

By drinking?

You drink very little,
so he drinks too much.

And Belle Willard...

such a...

"Society girl"?

Well, she is.

Well, there are worse things
to be.

No, I grant you,
for a man like Kermit,

there would be nothing
worse than

the suffocating boredom
of a dull marriage.

Oh! Is that why you run
away from me?

Oh, come on, Edie.
Not you.

Never.

I assume there'll be
little to no alcohol
on this trip?

-Yes.
-Then you can
remind him who he is,

put some rigor in him.

You do know...

he speaks of your trip
to Africa

as the high point
of his life.

But he has a job here
and a fiancée back in
Madrid or wherever.

He needs your help.

But if he doesn't
want to come...

Oh, Teedie,

if you insist on going
down this river,

I promise you,
he will want to come.

(sighs)

I feel like
I'm wearing out...

like I ran the machine
too fast for too long

over too many bumpy roads.

This is my last chance
to be a boy.

It may be your last chance
to be a father.

Hmm.

(sighs)

(horse trotting)

(dog whining,
scratching at door)

(speaking Portuguese)

(coos)

(knock on door)

(dog whining)

I want to marry her

and then come back here
and make my way.

Building bridges.

And railways.

I'm liked down here
for what I do.

And do you see Belle Willard
fitting in down here?

If Father had chosen
to come down here to work,

wouldn't you have?

I would have followed him
to the ends of the Earth.

Well, Belle loves me
and would do the same for me.

Of course she would.

And who wouldn't
love you?

Do you have a date
in mind?

Hm, her father wants to have
the wedding in Madrid,

at the embassy.

Perhaps in two months.

Two months?

(laughing)
No, I don't think so.

Why not?

Well, wouldn't you want
your father to be there?

Of course, but his journey
will be over by then.

It's a river!

Completely unexplored!

Who knows how long
it will be?

Do you notice anything
different

about your father?

He seems older.

It's more than that.

He didn't just lose
the election

and his friends.

He's lost
something else.

What?

I don't know.

Just something's gone.

He's been eating like
a starving man.

Do you know, he says

his time with you
in Africa

was the high point
of his life?

I know what you're
leading up to, Mother,
but I want to see Belle.

Please don't ask me
to go with him.

The sooner he gets back,
the sooner you can
get married.

Please, Mother.

If you let your father go
on this trip alone,

and he dies,

you will never
forgive yourself.

And your wedding
to Belle

will seem
more like a funeral.

You are as ruthless
as he is.

Kermit...

this could be your last
chance to be a son.

(violin playing in distance)

(speaking Portuguese)

Thomasz!

(violin playing continues)

(violin playing continues)

♪

Teddy:
(laughs) Colonel Rondon!

Wonderful to see you again.

Welcome, Colonel.
Good to see you indeed.

At ease, Gentlemen!
At ease.

(speaking Portuguese)

This is my son, Kermit.
He's an engineer here.

Been working on the railways.
Already fluent in the language.

(speaking Portuguese)

(speaking Portuguese)

Hmm!

You remember Farrel Nash
and Father Zahm.

-Nice to see you again,
Colonel.
-Nice to see you.

Father.

Please, welcome.

(Kermit and troops
speaking Portuguese)

Teddy:
Good morning.

(birds calling)

(cattle lowing)

Rondon: Gentlemen,
I want to make a toast

to the Roosevelt-Rondon
geographical and scientifical
expedition.

-Zahm: Hear, hear!
-Teddy: Hear, hear!

-(bottles clinking)
-Rondon: Father.

It will take us
at least two weeks

before we arrive

at the headwaters
of the river

from which
the River of Doubt flows.

Here.

After that, gentlemen...

Any idea as to where
it might come out?

There are two theories,
Colonel,

dictated perhaps more
by character than
by science.

The optimists among my men

think the River of Doubt
is a tributary
of Ji-Paraná River.

If that's the case,

our trip will take

only a week.

Well, that's not
optimistic,

that's boring.

-(men chuckle)
-The pessimists...

no, the realists,
like myself,

think it most likely flows

into the Aripuanã River here

because we've seen the mouth
of a river here

but never explored it very far.

Zahm:
How far did you go?

Less than a kilometer.

Why no further?

We saw some steep...

how do you say
corredeiras?

-Rapids.
-Yes.

And rubber tappers spoke

of unfriendly Indians.

I had no reason to make

a telegraph line here,

so I did not disturb them.

God help us.

I will help you, Father.

If the river comes out
where you think,
how long would it be?

Eight hundred kilometers,
or more.

-Five hundred miles.
-Rondon: Yes.

That's...
And if it doesn't come out
where you think?

Then...

it could be almost
2,000 kilometers long.

That's over a thousand miles.

How long would that take?

Well, that depends
on the river.

Is it straight or are there
many curves?

That's why we're here
to make a survey.

Could be four months.

Maybe six, even.

Is it really necessary to go
down a river that might be
a thousand miles long

just to get your name
on a map of South America?

That is not fair.

Preposterous idea!

What makes you think they'd
name it after me anyway?

Just a hunch,
Father.

Teddy Bear,
Teddy River.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

"Rio Roosevelt."

I said I'd go on this trip,
so go I must,

but you don't have to.

The boat leaves tomorrow.

Mother asked me
to go on this trip,
so go I will.

You should have this.

You've always admired it.

Are you sure?

Provided there's no more
whinging on this trip.

(chuckles)

Thank you, Father.

(birds calling)

Rondon:
Lieutenant Pinheiro
went ahead with ten mules

carrying our essentials.

He will set up camp in advance,

but excuse me, Colonel,
some of this will have to stay.

As fellow commander,
what do you suggest we take?

I have only
three essentials, Colonel.

My spectacles,
my guns and my books.

How many books
do you have?

About 50, give or take.

Oh, don't take
his books away, or he'll
become intolerable.

As for the other items,

I was not involved
in equipping our trip.

That task fell
to Father Zahm.

Well, first of all,
the large motorboat.

I see no reason to...

I had that specially made!

And what about
the canoes?

Those canoes are like
the ones our Indians use.

They're strong and light
and handle rapids well.

No, they will puncture.

Our indigenous people
use dugouts.

If one breaks, there
are always more trees
to make another.

We should start the way
we will finish.

And...

what are these crates
here?

They contain the food that I was
trying to tell you about
last night.

I chose and purchased
the contents of each
and every one.

What's there will keep us
alive for a month.

When you say "us"...?

Our... contingent.

I assumed somehow that
your party would have
its own supplies.

It does.

We will share,
never fear.

Rondon: Whatever you say,
Colonel.

I think it's more
important whatever
you say, Colonel.

If you suggest we do not
take the motorboat
and the canoes,

we will not.

Rondon: Thank you.

(cattle lowing)

♪

Teddy:
"Look out when
your temper goes

at the end
of a losing game."

"When your boots are
too tight for your toes

and you answer
and argue and blame."

"It's the hardest part
of the Law,

but it has to be learnt
by the Scout."

"For whining and shirking
and 'jaw'..."

Both:
"...all patrols look out!"

♪ Onward,
Christian soldiers ♪

♪ Marching as to war ♪

♪ With the cross of Jesus ♪

♪ Going on before ♪

How's that mule
treating you,
Father Zahm?

I had no idea mules
were so jarring!

(chuckles)
Nature of the beast.

I'm surprised you haven't
ridden one before,

having traveled
so widely in South America.

In my opinion,
they never should have
been allowed on the Ark.

(mule groaning)

(mule moaning)

It must have lagged behind
and then fallen.

(mule groans)

(flies buzzing)

Not going to make it.

No point in wasting food.

Strap its load to my beast,
I'll walk from here.

But, Mr. President,
it's another 20 kilometers.

Follow the telegraph wires?

-Yes, but...
-Kermit.

Strap this load
to my beast and...

Mr. President,
but there are--

(speaking Portuguese)

♪

(birds calling)

(whistling)

(birds screeching)

Please, Mr. President.
Lower your gun.

I don't lower my gun
when someone is threatening me.

I have experience in
dealing with them and...

Well, my experience has been
it's best for everyone
to know who is who.

I know who is who.

These men are from
the Bororo tribe.

We are on their land.

Are they friendly?

Yes, they are all friendly,

but not necessarily
to outsiders.

Well, that's all
the more reason we...

-Now...
-What are you--

Lower your weapon before
something happens.

Move aside. Move aside!

Remain calm, President,

while I solve this
in a friendly manner.

(speaking Bororo language)

♪

(gunshots, crowd screaming)

(thunder rumbling)

(footsteps running)

(children laughing)

Slow down.

Ethel, please
take them upstairs.

(children running,
laughter fading)

It's going to be all right,
Teedie, whatever happens.

Yes, yes, of course.

Alice!

(rain pouring)

Are you really going out
in this weather?

If he comes to fetch me,
I will.

You're going out?

How many times do I
have to tell you?

You don't tell me,
you ask me, Alice.

So grumpy.

What did you just say?

Nothing.

I asked yesterday
and you said,

"The Hendersons
are a good family,

you have my blessing."

(rain pattering,
distant thunder rumbling)

I'm sorry,
I'm preoccupied.

Edith:
Of course you are, darling.

When you were away,
I shot two ducks.

(doorbell rings)

Teddy:
Stop!

President McKinley died
of his wounds three hours ago.

I thought he was improving.

Man:
Unfortunately, not.

The surgeon was unable
to find the second bullet.

It's a... tragedy.

(clears throat)

We need to formally
swear you in,

but you are now effectively
President of the United States.

Please, please.
Come in, come in,
come in, please. Please.

♪

Please.

Place your left hand on
the Bible and raise your right.

Now repeat after me.

"I, Theodore Roosevelt..."

"I, Theodore Roosevelt..."

"...do solemnly swear..."

"...do solemnly swear..."

"...that I will
faithfully execute..."

"...that I will faithfully
execute..."

"...the office of..."

"...the office
of the President
of the United States,

"and will, to the best
of my ability,

"preserve, protect,
and defend

the Constitution
of the United States."

Prepared as always.

Picture!

Teddy:
Well, hello, J.P.

J.P. Morgan:
I was admiring this piece.

A rather stimulating addition

to the President's office,
don't you think?

(chuckles) Well, you tell me.

I suspect you've spent
a lot of time

in this office
over the years.

Where did you find it?

Edith stumbled across it
in the basement,

of all places.

How interesting.

Edith...

Before we start, Theodore,
I'd like to remind you

of the cordial relations
I had with your father

and so, I thought, with you.

I have absolutely
nothing against you,
personally.

Then why are you proposing
to attack me?

I am not proposing
to attack you.

I am going to attack
your railroad monopoly.

Now, what do you have against
a group of businessmen

coming together to run their
businesses more efficiently?

Under the right
circumstances,
I'd applaud it.

All we want to do is to join
America from coast to coast,

from Canada to Mexico,
so that a businessman

getting on a train
in Los Angeles can, if he wants,

zig-zag back and forth across
the country selling his goods

without having to buy
ten different tickets
from ten different companies,

each with its own
accounting system,
its own rolling stock,

its own uncoordinated plans
for new routes,

and each competing
with the other

to the detriment of all.

I see.
I see a problem.

Do you see a problem,
Secretary Taft?

I suppose I do.

Not wishing to be impolite,
and with the greatest
respect,

what is Secretary Taft
doing in the room?

This has nothing to do
with war.

Bill is giving me legal advice
on the course I propose to take,

and I like to have him around
in case I need to remember
anything in the future.

And not wishing to be impolite,
I understand why J.P. Morgan
is here,

but what's your role in this?

I am an investor
in the consortium

and Mr. Morgan's
adviser.

Ah. Who's the top dog?

(chuckles)

There are
several members...

When I decided to break up
this monopoly,

I got a message from one man.

It says, "If we have done
anything wrong,

send your man to my man
and they can fix it up."

Who sent this message?

-I did.
-Teddy: Ah!

The richest man in America.

Perhaps.

And when I wouldn't send
anyone up to New York,

you sent Mr. Perkins here,
"your man,"

to try and "fix things up,"
and I wouldn't see him,

and so, after
a lot of back and forth
and with great reluctance...

I came all the way down here
in the middle of a busy week,

hoping to find
a reasonable solution.

Let me ask you
something, J.P.

Does your bank invest
in all these companies

for the reasons
of charity or profit?

Profit! Obviously!

And as a result, I have created
hundreds and thousands of jobs,

far more than you ever will,
and if you want to talk
about charity as well,

let me remind you,
I'm largely responsible
for founding and funding

the Museum of Natural History,
of which I am told
you are quite fond.

I am, and I know all that,

but that doesn't change the fact
that you will soon control

the transportation system
of the United States of America.

This will give you the power
to raise or lower

not only the price
of a businessman's ticket,

but to arbitrarily raise
or lower the cost to a farmer

of bringing his produce
to market.

Why would he do that?

Let's say Mr. Morgan owns
a company that has a competitor.

Mr. Morgan could raise
the transportation costs
to that competitor

and starve it to death.

He might even decide
he didn't like a state

and cut it off, and as that...

I am not a bad man.

...would affect the welfare
of the nation,
I won't allow it,

because my purpose
is not to make money

but to protect all the people.

All the people who voted
for President McKinley,

a man who would never be
so stupid as to go to war

with the most powerful man
in America!

Thank you for making my point.

What point?

There can only be one

"most powerful man in America,"

and that man is me.

If it were otherwise,
we wouldn't be living
in a democracy.

Democracy? Dictatorship's
more like it!

Both I and Mr. Perkins
and all my partners

firmly believe in the principles
of democracy,

and I...

apologize for that remark.

But can't you see how foolish
it is to fight me

and lose the benefits
of friendship with a captain
of industry and finance,

particularly when you run
for re-election...?

I am not here to get money
from anyone to win
the next election,

least of all from you.

I am here to do the best
I can for the working men,

women and children
of this country,

whom you "captains of industry
and finance" treat so badly!

I applaud enterprise,

but it is my absolute right
to regulate it
for the benefit of all!

(door closes)

(Brazilian
national anthem playing)

(singing in Portuguese)

I think we need to clarify
a few things here.

We are both co-commanders
of this mission,

which is all well
and good...

Colonel Roosevelt,
it is very simple.

I have a motto out here
that I've lived by
for 20 years.

Well, what is this motto,
please do tell?

"To die if necessary,
to kill never."

♪

If you want to go home,
please let me know
in the morning,

but I hope that we will
continue on together

for the glory of
both of our countries.

Perhaps
we should go home.

Who the hell
does he think he is?

He thinks he's
a pacifist, Father,

and is well-known
for it.

A pacifist?

In the army?

My God.

That's rich.

It's a rich country.

Look at the flag.

Brazil is 95% Catholic,

but the words on the flag
are "Order and Progress,"

the motto of an atheist
society in Rio.

What? What's the name
of this society?

Positivists.

And it's more of
a religion, actually.

Just without God.

Colonel Rondon
is a Positivist.

And many of his men
are too.

(tools clattering)

A Positivist pacifist?

What in the hell is
a Positivist anyhow?

Why don't you ask him?

♪