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Snow all winter, cloudbursts all spring.

Food just about gone.
There's nothing in the ground coming up.

If we stay here much
longer we'll starve.

They're always saying the same
thing Tom, no matter where we go.

Pull up stakes and get
gone is all you think about.

We got nothing to worry about, Pa.
Rain don't last forever.

Even if it stopped you
wouldn't notice it.

Being as how you're everlasting
got your nose stuck in some book.

What you reading now?

That book Squire Noble
gave me back in Indiana.

It's called 'Shakespeare'.

What in the name of
tarnation mockery is that?

Kind of poetry.

Poetry?

Hmm. My son.

Maybe, if he ever gets time
to get himself an education...

Maybe someday he'll write poetry.

Over my dead body, he will.

Well, it's settled.
We're all ready to go.

Go where?
- Didn't Abe tell you?

A boy named...

Let me tell 'em, John.
You talk too slow.

There's a trader named Denton Offut...

Wants me and John and Abe to take a
flat boat of hogs down to New Orleans.

He wasn't sure we was the men
for it. But we convinced him.

Good money?
- Twenty dollars a month. Apiece.

We're starting from a town called
Springfield up the Sangamon river.

When?
- Right now. Come on, Abe.

Yeah, if we don't hurry we lose the job.

Who'd have thunk anyone in this family
would ever make twenty dollars a month.

So you're going, Abe?

I guess I'd better do it, Ma.

I know I can trust the old
man to your care, Ma.

And we can trust you, Abe.

You're a good boy.

I couldn't have loved you more
if you'd been my own son.

I'll always be thanking you Ma,
for your great kindness to me.

Wherever you go, whatever you do.

You remember what the good book said:

'The world passeth'.

'But he that doeth the will of God'.

'Abideth forever'.

I'll remember, Ma.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Dear Abe.

Last time I was down south they talked
about an election in The United States.

I tell you these suckers here don't
know their own head from an ax handle.

Why, I remember once when...
- There's a town over there, Mr Offut.

Yeah. That's New Salem.

A right pretty little place.

Going to be bigger than
Springfield someday.

No, you don't. No, you don't.

I got all my rag money and savings
wrapped up in you little squealers.

And I don't calculate to
lose it in the Sangamon.

Keel her over, Abe.

Keel her over. Mill dam just ahead.

Keel her over, Abe. Keel her over.

Keel her over, boys. Keel her over.

I'm a keeling.

Never mind me. Get them pigs.

My name is Abe Lincoln.

And mine is Ann Rutledge.

I... I don't know the name of the pig.

Well, where are you
going with all those pigs?

New Orleans. If we don't hit
any more mill dams on the way.

Do you live here, Miss Rutledge?

Yes.

I suppose it doesn't look like
much to a travelled man like you.

It looks like a fine place to me.

Fine people.

If you think I like to
travel, you're wrong.

I'm only doing it because
I got to. Same as the pig.

Hey.

Hey!

Oh... I guess I got to be going.

Goodbye, Miss Rutledge.

I'm pleased to have made
your acquaintance.

Goodbye, Mr Lincoln.

And good luck.

58... 59... 60.

Looks like we got them all.

Nice people, them people.

You know what.

As soon as I get back I'm going
to open up a store in that town.

You think you'd like to work for me?

Abe?

Yes, sir?
- Did you hear me?

No, sir.

I said I'm going to open up a store
in that town as soon as I get back.

Want to work for me?
- Yes, sir.

I sure do.

All I know about Denton Offut.

I can bet you a coon-skin cap
against your Sunday pants...

He don't show up in
New Salem like he promised.

If he don't, he don't.
That's simple, ain't it.

You got another interest in New Salem?
- Nope. Don't know anybody.

Well... nobody excepting
Ann Rutledge maybe.

You know her?
- Who don't?

Her Pa owns the tavern.

Where did you meet her?

I was with a pig. She spoke to me first.

They was pioneers in them days.

We didn't have no luxuries to
live on like you got today.

We didn't have no pickles
and gravy and cornbread.

No sirree.

Prime salt pork was a
Sunday dish in them days.

What you eat on Saturdays, Ben? Beans?

What's happening?
- Election day. That's old Ben Mattling.

He makes the same speech every year.

But we didn't complain neither.

We pitched in to the revolutionary war.

We weren't no milksops
like you are today.

If the country is going to the dogs.

Why don't you do something about it?

I'm talking to you like a soldier.

I have to plow this miserable country.

Didn't you get no assistance
from Washington and Jefferson?

Shut up, Jack. Let him talk.

Now what I want to know is this.

How are you going to vote today?

We'll vote as we gosh-darned
please, you old windbag.

Come on, boys. Let's get some liquor.

Who's going to pay for it, Jack?
- Who said anything about paying?

In the year 1776...

We stated the proposition that
all men were created equal.

And now look at us.

You keep out of here, you low scum, you.

You get no liquor from
me now or any day...

Until you learn to behave yourselves.

I believe I said, we want liquor.
You heard me say it, Mr McNeil?

Go easy, Armstrong.
We don't want any trouble here.

What's more, we won't have any trouble.

Don't fight with him, John.

No, John. Don't you fight with me.
If you want to keep your health.

Let him go, I tell you.

Afraid I might do something to that
pretty face of your future husband?

Never mind, Miss Annie.

I won't damage him.

If he is what you want,
you can have him.

As you ain't hospitality to invite us,
I guess we might as well help ourselves.

Come on, boys.

The Clary's Grove boys are
getting drunk. All of them.

They'll break up the whole tavern.
Can't anybody do anything?

Can't you speak to them, Judge?

I'm afraid Miss Ann, it
wouldn't do a particle of good.

You're right, Judge.

Not a particle of good.

I tell you, you all ought to
listen to what the judge said.

He's got a round belly but a level head.

Nobody can do nothing with
me without licking me first.

If I was a might younger...

Easy, Ben.

I'm the big buck of this lick.

And any of you want to whet
your horns, all you got to do is...

Give that hat a kick.

Don't you dare to worry, Trum.
Nobody will dare to damage it.

You want a fight, stranger?

Not particularly.

If you change your
mind, there's the hat.

If I were a man, Jack Armstrong, I'd
give you the thrashing you deserve.

You ain't a man, Miss Annie.
And praise be for that.

You're a female and a pretty
gosh-darned appealing one.

Can't you see I'm the only man
there is in the measly town?

Leave go of me.

I've changed my mind.

Excuse me, Mister.
But it had to be done.

Be careful, stranger.

You go against the greatest
fighter in this town.

Thank you, gentlemen.
But we've all got to learn sometime.

That's the spirit, Mr flop-ears.

Shake hands?

A pleasure.

That was quite a hardy handshake.

At least I admit it.

When I was a boy I didn't like
molasses and sulphur either but I...

Got so I could take it.

Want another?

Shouldn't be surprised.

Watch out for his dirty tricks.

Lick him stranger, and
you'll be my friend for life.

That's it. That's it, go after him.

Are you satisfied?

I'm satisfied.

Also, I'm quite considerably surprised.

So am I.

It was an accident.
- You didn't fight fair.

Wrastle him again, Jack.
- No, sir.

No more wrastling with this
long-legged son of vengeance.

I'm here to admit to one and all.

That New Salem has a new champion.

Congratulations.

Fine work.

That was good work, Mr Lincoln. You're
the man we've waited for in New Salem.

Thank you for remembering my name.

You've met before?

In a... sort of informal way.

I hope you'll be staying here.
- I hope so, Miss Rutledge.

Looks like we must delay the voting.
We haven't anyone to act as clerk yet.

Here you are, stranger.
- Thank you.

What's your name?
- Lincoln.

Abraham Lincoln.
- My name's Joshua Speed.

Glad to meet you.

I introduce our leading citizens.
Judge Bowling Green.

How do you do.
- Mentor Graham, our schoolmaster.

Glad to meet all of you.

Good afternoon. Can you write?

I guess I can make a few hand tracks.

Good. Then you can help tabulate votes.

Give him the oath, Bowling.
- Raise your right hand.

Repeat after me.

I, Abraham Lincoln do solemnly
swear to uphold the constitution of...

Wait a minute.

What you getting me into?

Putting you to work for the
government, Mr Lincoln.

No you don't.
I don't want to be no politician.

Nonsense.

All you're going to do is to see
that we get an honest vote.

Come on now. Take the oath.

Go ahead, Mr Lincoln.

You're the only one those
Clary's Grove boys will respect.

Alright, mister...?

Gale. Seth Gale.

Howdy.

The same to you.

I, Abraham Lincoln.

Do solemnly swear to
uphold the constitution...

Of The United States of America.

Of The United States of America.

Well, let's see now.
I've got my hickory shirt.

I got my pound of beans.

And give me a pair of buckskin gloves.

Ain't got no buckskin gloves but...

These are dog's skin.
They only cost 75 cents.

They look good.

How do you know they are dog's skin?
- I'll tell you how I know.

Jack Clary's dog kills
Tom Watkins' sheep.

Tom Watkins' boy kills the dog.

Old John Morris tans the dog's skin.

Sally Spears makes the gloves.

That's how I come to
know they're dog's skin.

So that's how, is it.

Well, I'll take them.

But... you'll have to
trust me for the money.

If anybody ever offered us cash
in this store we'd drop dead.

I'll remember that, Abe.
When I trade here again.

Abe.

I'm a restless man.
Got the soul of a gypsy.

I feel the urge to pull
out of New Salem.

I'm sorry.
- I want to show my appreciation.

For the fine work you've
done in my employ.

No thanks necessary, Mr Offut.

I'm going to give you more
than mere thanks, my friend.

I'm going to make you a
present of this store.

Yes sir, Abe. It's all yours.
Lock, stock and barrel.

That's mighty generous of you, Mr Offut.
- Not a word, Abe. Not a word.

I'm making this gesture solely
because that's the way I am.

Goodnight, Abe.
- But Mr Offut...

There is one thing I hope
you'll excuse me to mention.

Just how much money do you owe here?

I knew you was a smart man, Abe.

Yes, sir. I've always been
a shrewd judge of character.

With your brain and energy
you'll make a go of this store.

It won't take you long to
pay off the sum of $1,500.

Goodnight.

Evening, Abe.

Evening, Mentor.

Let's see. Where were
we when we left off?

You said at this lesson
we'd review the 'moods'.

Ah yes, the moods.

Every one of us has many moods.

You yourself have more
than your share, Abe.

They express the various aspects.

Now.

Name me the five moods.

Abe.

Excuse me, Mentor.

I asked you to name me the five moods.

Oh.

The indicative, the imperative...

Potential, subjunctive and infinitive.

And what do they signify?
- The indicative mood is the easy one.

That just indicates a thing like
'he loved' or 'he is loved'.

The imperative mood is
used for commanding, like...

'Get out and be danged doing it'.

Is that the best example
you can think of?

You could put it in the bible:

'Wait until I go Thou in peace'.
But it's still imperative.

And the potential?

Well, that just signifies possibility.
Usually of an unpleasant nature like...

'If I ever get out of debt, I'll
probably get right back in again'.

Debts keep piling up on you, Abe?

I'm afraid it's my own fault.
I'm my father's son.

Give me a good steady
job and I'll fail at it.

You haven't been a failure, Abe.

There's not a man-jack
in this community...

That isn't fond of you and
anxious to see you get ahead.

I know it just like you, Mentor.

Sitting up nights to give me learning
just out of the kindness of your heart.

Now Judge Green and Josh Speed.

And a few others I owe money to
want to get me the job of postman.

Thinking maybe I can handle that
seeing only one mail comes a week.

Well, Abe.

There are always two occupations open to
those who've failed at everything else.

There is school teaching and politics.

I'll take school teaching. You go into
politics and you may get elected...

And then you must go to the city.
I don't want none of that.

What did I say about too negative?
- I meant any of that.

What's your objection
to the cities, Abe?

You ever seen one?

Sure.

I've been down river to New Orleans.

You know, every minute of the
time I was there I was scared.

I was scared of people.

Did you imagine they would rob you
of all your gold and your jewels?

No.

I was scared they'd kill me.

Why?

Why should they want to kill you?

I don't know.

You are a hopeless mess of
inconsistencies, Abe Lincoln.

You understand, don't you, Ann?

How long will you be gone, John?

About 2-3 months. That's all.

I'll miss you.

Every minute of the time.

This was my mother's.

My father gave it to her when
they became engaged.

All you must ever think about.

All I'll ever think about
is that I love you.

We are going to be wonderfully happy.

Tell me that again.

Tell me we're going to be happy.

Hey, Abe. Have you seen this?

The governor is calling for a troop of
volunteers right here in New Salem.

You'll be going won't you, Abe?

I don't know.

It seems to me as if those Indians
had a right to their own land.

Yes, but if we want to settle in
Kansas-Nebraska territory...

And live in peace out there,
we must fight the Indians first.

Just the way your own father did
when he moved into Kentucky.

What is it, Jack?

We're all going to war, Abe.

And we elected you Captain.

It looks as if they've made
up my mind for me.

Squad right wheel. March.

Squad right wheel. March.

Left... left... left, right, left.

And they're known as Captain
Abraham Lincoln's company...

Of the First Regiment of the
Brigade of mounted volunteers.

Yeah... mounted volunteers.

I'd hate to be a horse and have
one of them galoots ride me.

March.

Jack... I've forgotten the command that
will take 'em through the gate end-wise.

Don't ask me, sir. I'm only a Sergeant.

Company, halt!

The Company will break ranks and form
again on the other side of the gate.

Hey, Abe... look.

Anything for me, Abe?

Yes, Seth. There is one from Maryland.
Probably from your folks.

28 cents due.
- Thanks, Abe.

I'll pay you later.
- Any time, Seth.

Anything for the Rutledge
family this morning?

There's one for your Pa.
Looks like a liquor advertisement.

One from New York State for you.

There's 34 cents due on it too.

I haven't got my purse with me.

That's alright, Miss Ann.
The government can wait.

Thank you, Abe. Very much.

Good morning, Miss Ann.

My, you're looking prettier every day.

Good news, I hope.

Very good, thank you.

Ha. Catch me waiting
two years for any man.

I beg your pardon, Miss. Can you
Direct me to the home of Joshua Speed?

It's the house up there
with the morning glories.

I think you'll find him at the tavern.
- Thank you, Miss. I'm much obliged.

Abe. Next to my old man, I think you're
the homeliest critter I ever saw.

There's a reason, Mrs Garn.

When I was two months old I was
the handsomest child in Kentucky.

My nurse swapped me off for another
one that was kind of plain looking.

Hey, Abe.

They wants you over to the tavern.
- Who does?

Josh Speed and Bowling
Green and one of them...

Dressed up fellows from Springfield.

What do they want of me?
- I don't know.

But I can tell you this.

I don't like the looks of it.

But he's the best-liked
man in this district.

The very man we want.

It can correct the public
belief that the Whig Party...

Is composed only of
the privileged classes.

Gentlemen.

Abe, I want you to meet
Mr Ninian Edwards.

A mighty important member
of our political party.

Happy to know you, Mr Edwards.
- Mr Lincoln, it is a pleasure.

Sit down, Abe. We want to talk to you.

Abe, how would you like to
run for the State Legislature?

When?
- Now.

For election in the fall.
- Why?

The Whig party needs a
candidate from this district.

You are the postmaster here which
gives you valuable contacts.

By delivering mail you can also deliver
speeches and campaign literature.

With which our headquarters
will keep you supplied.

Could you supply me with
a suit and a store of clothes?

Your candidate mustn't look too plain.

What's more, Abe.
In the legislature you get paid.

Three whole dollars a day.

Fine money alright. No denying that.

I see what you're getting at, Bowling.
I owe you a considerable sum.

I'm not thinking about the debts, Abe.

I know you ain't, Bowling. But I must.

I can see Mr Lincoln, that you're the
type of man who can handle anyone.

Even the Clary's Grove boys.

I can handle them because
I can out-wrastle them.

But you can't go around Sangamon
County throwing all the voters.

You want to get an education, Abe?

Here's your chance to do it.

In Vandalia you'll be associating with
all the finest lawyers in this state.

Important men like Stephen A. Douglas.

You'll grow.

I thought I'd growed too much already.

Don't listen to 'em, Abe.

Don't let 'em get you in politics.

They'll corrupt you the same as they
corrupt the whole danged United States.

You're an honest man, Abe Lincoln.

You're a good-for-nothing...

Debt-ridden loafer.

But you're an honest man.

Is that all you have to say, uncle Ben?

That's all. And I hope it's enough.

I kinda agree with him.

Well Mr Lincoln, we don't demand
your answer immediately.

Think it over.

Now gentlemen, if you'll excuse me.

I have to put in an appearance
at the torch light procession...

In Springfield this evening
so I must be moving along.

Just consider what it means.

To be starting up the ladder in a nation
which is expanding south through Texas.

And westward to the
empire of the Californias.

It is opportunity, Mr Lincoln.

Opportunity unlimited in scope.

Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye, Mr Edwards.
A pleasant journey to you.

Goodbye, gentlemen.
- Goodbye, Ninian.

Ann.

What is it?

That letter you got from New York state.

What do you know about that letter?

Well, I'm the postman.

I guess I know more than I ought
to about people's private affairs.

But I couldn't help seeing that
was the handwriting of Mr McNeil.

Whatever the letter said
is no concern of yours.

I know that, but it makes me sad to
think something could have hurt you.

If I could help you, Ann...

You know.

When you're distressed
about something...

It's a comfort sometimes even to have a
pair of ears to pour your troubles into.

My ears are big enough to hold a lot.

You are a Christian
gentleman, Abe Lincoln.

No, I ain't. I'm a common sucker with
a shirt-tail so short I can't sit on it.

You can always something to
make a person laugh, can't you.

I don't need to say anything,
a person just has to look at me.

You were right about the letter, Abe.

Tom says he doesn't know when he'll
be able to get back to New Salem.

By which, he probably means...

Never.

I wouldn't say that, Ann.

I would.

Do you love him so much?

I thought I did.

But I guess I couldn't really
love anyone who was as...

Faithless as that.

You see.

I can't help thinking what
they're saying about me.

All the old gossips all over town.

Oh, just weakness, I guess.

Vanity.

Something you couldn't understand, Abe.

Maybe I can understand it, Ann.

I got a kind of vanity myself.

I guess it's...

Nothing but vanity that's kept me from
declaring my inclination towards you.

I don't like to be sniggered at either.
I know what I am and what I look like.

I know I've got nothing to offer
any girl I could be in love with.

Are you saying you're
in love with me, Abe?

Yes.

I am saying that.

I've been loving you for a
long time with all my heart.

You see, Ann.
You're a particularly fine girl.

But... I don't want to
worry you about it.

I only thought if you'd do me the honor
to keep company with me for a while...

It might shut the old gossip's mouths.

They'd figure you'd chucked
McNeil for someone else.

Even me.

Do you think I was too forward
in speaking out as I did?

No, Abe.

I've always thought a lot of you.

The way I thought you were.

But the idea of love
between you and me...

I can't say how I feel about that.

But I can tell you this much now.

And truthfully.

If I ever do love you.

I'll be happy about it.

And lucky to loving a good, decent man.

You will... just give me a
little time to think about it.

You mean if you took time
you might get in your heart...

Something like the
feeling I have for you?

I don't know, Abe.

But I do know.

You're a man who
could fill anyone's heart.

Yes. Fill it.

And warm it.

And make it glad to be living.

What's the matter with you, Abe?
You, the guest of honor. Not dancing.

I'd like to, but my feet
won't work right.

Ann Rutledge sure is
acting gay as she knows.

She's just trying to hide
the misery in her heart.

They tell me that locket is
the one John McNeil gave her.

She ought to forget him, I say.

I reckon she wishes she could.

Get some water, Abe.

She's alright, Doc. The excitement
was just a little too much for her.

Here's the water, Doc.

Thanks, Abe.

She'll be alright, Doc?

I don't think there's
need for any worry.

Better be getting her on home.

It's alright, Ann.

I don't know what happened.

I'm alright, Abe.

I feel fine now.

Ain't you noticed whether
she's been ailing lately?

She seemed kind-of droopy,
but we didn't think much of it.

Do you think she's took sick?

There's no cause for alarm, but...

Just to be on the safe side,
I'll ride back with you.

I was scared.

You needn't be, Abe.

I'm sorry I made such a fool of myself.

You mustn't think of anything
but winning that election.

You've got to win, Abe.

I'll be cheering for you when you do.

Goodnight, Abe.

Thanks.

Goodnight, Ann.

Goodnight, Abe.

Down in Kentucky where I was
born was pretty wild country.

And wild people in it.

I heard tell of a...

Woman who opened her door one day to
see her husband grappling a fierce bear.

It was a fight to the death
and the bear was winning.

The struggling husband cried to his
wife: for heaven's sake do something.

The wife asked: 'What could she do'?

Said the husband: 'You could at
least say something encouraging'.

But the wife, not wishing to take
sides in this combat hollered:

'Go it, husband. Go it, bear'.

Now that's the way I'll be if elected.

I'll be like the man's wife.

I'll cheer for everybody so I'm
sure to be on the winning side.

Where are you going, Abe?

Come on, let's finish with the voting.

We can't be all night about this.

What does the doctor say, Jack?

It's a brain fever, Abe.

She's pretty bad.

Thank you, Jack.

Who are you voting for?
- I'm voting for Abe Lincoln.

That's good.

Who you voting for, Trum?

For Abe.

Who?

I said I'm voting for Mr Lincoln.

You'd better.

Therefore, his sister said unto him.

'Lord behold'.

'He who now lovest is sacred'.

'When Jesus heard that'.

'He said'.

'This sickness is not unto death'.

'But for the glory of God'.

'That the Son of God
might be glorified thereby'.

You have come to me.

When I wanted you so much.

Come close to me.

Tell me we will be happy.

We're going to be happy, Ann.

I know I've got less than
nothing to offer you.

But whatever I am.

Whatever I can be.

My life belongs to you and it
always will until the day I die.

I love you.

Oh, I do love you.

I knew you would come back to me.

Don't ever go away from me again.

We will be happy.

Abe carried New Salem by 205 votes to 3.

My boys are out trying to find
the 3 skunks who voted wrong.

Get her tight, Fergus.

Higher up Bob so we can see her.

No, you don't.

I don't wear no soup kettle for nobody.

You ain't no better than Abe
Lincoln and he's wearing one.

Alright boys, here we go.

Down to Judge Green's house
to pick up the new legislator.

They are coming, Abe.

'A large mass meeting
in Boston Massachusetts'.

'Many orators paid tribute to the heroic
memory of the late Elijah Lovejoy'.

'Thousands of New Englanders shouted'.

'He shall be avenged'.

I wonder what the great Stephen A.
Douglas has to say to that.

The great Stephen A. Douglas
has this much to say.

Freedom of the press is all very
well until liberty becomes licensed.

Lovejoy's life would have been spared if
he'd listened to the dictates of reason.

Instead of his own
rip-roaring fanaticism.

But...

Perhaps my good friend
Abe Lincoln doesn't agree?

I agree that Lovejoy should
have listened to reason.

If he had to be silenced I'd have
preferred it had been done by the law.

Instead of a crowd
of bloodthirsty killers.

Still straddling the fence, eh?
That won't help you to get re-elected.

I'm afraid nothing can help me.
I'm not running.

You're quitting the legislature?
- Yep.

Why Abe, I'm distressed. We'll miss you.

Sorry to cause you distress, Steve.

What will you do, Abe?

Judge Stuart has offered me a chance to
work in his law office in Springfield.

Of course, I don't know
much about the law.

But there's one thing I've learned
here in politics. That is...

Ignorance is no obstacle to advancement.

In fact, in some cases
it's quite an advantage.

Good day everybody.

Hello, Billy Herndon.
- Hello.

Hello Billy.

Nice day isn't it, Mr Herndon.

Why, yes it is.

Where have you been, Billy?

I had to go downstairs about
that writ in the Wilcox case.

If you only went downstairs,
why did you wear your hat?

As a matter of fact, I stopped
in at the Chenery House saloon.

Careful, Billy.

You got great fires in you but
you're putting them out fast.

Yes, sir.

I saw Ninian Edwards, sir.

He invited you to his
party this evening.

It's getting quite a habit with him.

What's the occasion this time?

He wants you to meet his sister-in-law
Mary Todd, who's arrived from Kentucky.

You don't say so.
Well, I am becoming a social success.

Yes, Mr Lincoln. You are.

And I'm afraid you enjoy it.

The Todd family are mighty
high-class people.

They spell their name with two 'D's.

Which is pretty impressive when you
consider one was enough for God.

Good evening, Mrs Edwards. How stunning
you look in that magnificent new gown.

A dress like that must have come
all the way from Cincinnati.

My sister brought it from Louisville.
A present from my dear Papa.

Evening, Steve.
- Ninian.

Mary my dear, may I present our most
eloquent citizen Mr Stephen Douglas.

Mr Douglas, I am honored.
- Miss Todd.

Your brother-in-law just
described me as eloquent.

Alas, I must now prove him wrong.

Standing as I am in the presence
of a penetrating intelligence.

Such devastating charm,
I'm rendered speechless.

I can hardly believe it.

Ninian, I thought you were
having that thing raised up.

It wouldn't make a difference if he had.
He'd have knocked over something else.

Mr Lincoln is more at home in the
backwoods than in the drawing room.

How do you do, Mr Lincoln.

So far, I haven't been
doing so well, thank you.

Never mind, Mr Lincoln.

I'm sure the other gentlemen envy you
being tall enough to hit the chandelier.

Miss Todd, I want you to know
that I resent that bitterly.

Hello Abe.
- Evening, Steve.

The same old coat, Abe?

Got kind of attached to it.
- Seems a little short.

It will be longer before I get another.

Abe is what you might
call a self-made man.

Well, I guess my parents ought
to take some of the blame.

When I first knew him he was behind
the counter selling whiskey and rum.

Intoxicating the customers
with his own raw humor.

You see Miss Todd, I was
always behind the bar and...

Steve Douglas was always in front of it.

Something tells me I
shouldn't have started this.

So I said to Daniel Webster:

You may stand where you
like in Massachusetts.

But you'll meet your downfall
out here in Illinois.

I can understand why they
speak of you as the little giant.

Better be careful, Stephen.

Mary is just as ambitious as you are.

My sister has made
no secret of the fact...

That the man she marries will be
President of The United States.

I'm delighted to hear it, Miss Todd.

I've been looking for the perfect First
Lady as my consort in the White House.

And now I've found her.

Really? But you should give
that out to the newspapers.

'Stephen A. Douglas consents
to become President'.

I...

Seem to need a little more refreshment.

You're very sweet.

On one night there was a
gathering of all the grandees.

You know, one of these
high-toned shindigs.

All the girls in town were there
and the handsome widows...

And married women finicking
about trying to look like girls.

They were all tied together in the
middle and popped out both ends.

Like bundles of fodder
waiting to be stacked.

And wanting stacking pretty bad.

And I'm hauling...

It started out to be a political story.

And quite amusing too.
Don't you think, gentlemen?

But I think it's my turn to
monopolise you for a while.

Has Mary taken leave of her senses?

Devoting herself to Mr Lincoln.

When we have most eligible
gentlemen here to meet her.

Perhaps Abe amuses her, my dear.

My sister is a well-bred young lady.

No.

No, Mr Lincoln. I'm not laughing at you.

I'm sure your mother must
have been a wonderful woman.

How old were you when she died?

I was seven.

The milk-sick got her. Poor creature.

I helped Pa make the coffin. Whittled
the pegs with my own jack-knife.

We buried her in a timber
clearing beside my grandmother.

I used to go there often
to look at the place.

I used to watch the deer running
over her grave with their little feet.

I never could kill a deer after that.

Once I...

Got a licking from Pa because when he
aimed at a deer I knocked his gun up.

This is no way to behave in society.

Talking about the backwoods I come from.

It is just the way
to behave, Mr Lincoln.

Please tell me some more
about the lickings you got.

What has caused this great commotion?

Motion, motion.

Our country through.

It is a ball a-rolling on.

For Tippecanoe and Tyler too.

For Tippecanoe and Tyler too.

Notice the name, Billy?

Here. Right down at the bottom.

Boasting, huh?

Bowling.

How are you, Bowling?
- Sorry we're late, but glad to see you.

Glad to see you. This is Billy Hernden.
Squire Green from New Salem.

Proud to know you.
Mr Lincoln speaks of you constantly.

Thank you.

Are you a lawyer too?
- I hope to be, sir.

I'm serving here as clerk
in Judge Stuart's absence.

So now you're teaching others, Abe?
- No, just setting a bad example.

How is that blessed wife of yours?
- Nancy is as busy as ever.

And more than ever concerned about
your innermost hopes and yearnings.

You can tell her I'm becoming
a person of importance.

Yes sir. If old Tippecanoe
wins next fall...

I'll be a member of
the electoral college.

Is that the best you can do?

You and Billy should
get better acquainted.

He's pretty disgusted with me too.
Says I've no ambition.

I associate with the
wrong kind of people.

He can't stand a man who keeps his mouth
shut and abides by the constitution.

If he had his way the whole
Union would be on fire.

And we'd all be burnt
to a crisp. Eh, Billy?

Yes, Mr Lincoln.

If you'll permit me to say so.

I think you'd be more
use to your fellow men.

If you allowed some of the same
incendiary impulses to come out in you.

You hear that, Bowling?

I'm surprised at you, Abe.
I thought you were opposed to slavery.

I am opposed to slavery.

But I'm even more opposed
to getting myself into trouble.

Why NOT run for Congress, Abe?

If I did I might get elected.
I'd be in Washington.

Then I might have to cast my vote on
the terrible issues of war or peace.

And what attitude would I take?

The 'liberal' attitude of course.
And what is the 'liberal' attitude?

To go to war for a tract of
land or a moral principle...

Or to avoid war at all costs.

No sir, Bowling.

I'm no fighting man. I found that out
when I went through the Blackhawk war.

And was terrified I might have
to fire a shot at an Indian.

Fortunately, the Indians felt the same
way, so I never saw any of them.

Excuse me, Bowling.

That's his trouble. Women.

Well I should say that's
the... liberal attitude.

I cannot and will not
stand it any longer.

All this ridiculous gossip
must be silenced.

Well after all, the gossip does
none of us any harm, my dear.

I ask you to keep out of this, Ninian.
This is between my sister and myself.

Nevertheless, Ninian is right.

I ask you to deny once and for all that
you ever gave one moment's thought...

To the idea of marriage
with Abraham Lincoln.

But I have.
I've given many months' thought to it.

And I've decided that I
shall be 'Mrs Lincoln'.

Mary.

Does it shock you so deeply, Elisabeth?

And why not?

Marrying him would
mean life in a log cabin.

With no servants, no decent clothes.

You expect me to do
precisely what you've done.

Marry a rich well-bred gentleman like
Ninian. Live in a fine house like this.

A house with a fence around it
to keep out the common herd.

And also to prevent you from
escaping from your own narrow life.

Well, with all due respect
to my dear brother-in-law.

I don't want that and
I won't have it. Never.

In Abraham Lincoln I see a man who would
split rails for other men's fences.

But who will never build
one around himself.

You talk with a kind of irresponsibility
that's not far from sheer madness.

You've never made a move to change
your condition or to improve it.

You consider that it
couldn't be improved.

To you all this represents perfection.

Well, it doesn't to me.

I want a chance to shape a new
life for myself and for my husband.

Is that irresponsibility?

How far will you go
with a man like that?

Lazy and shiftless and stopping
along the way to tell jokes.

He will not stop if I'm strong
enough to make him go on.

And I am strong.

I'll admit he seems to have no
conception of his own power.

Or if he has, he's afraid to face it.

I'm not afraid.

I'm ready to fight to make
him fulfil his destiny.

Even if you and all your
world despise me for it.

Ah, merely a small point Mary, but...

I suppose you've communicated
your decision to Abe?

Not yet.

But when he comes this evening and
he should be here at any moment.

He will ask for my hand in marriage.

After I've displayed the
appropriate amount of...

Surprise and confusion.

I shall murmur timidly: Yes.

This is positively humiliating.

Mr Lincoln, ma'am.

Tell Mr Lincoln that...

I shall see him.

Show him in.

Will you step in, Mr Lincoln?

Thank you, ma'am.

Good evening, Mrs Edwards.
Evening, Miss Todd.

Ninian, good evening.

Good evening.
- Good evening.

Glad to see you, Abe.

Now, if you'll excuse us.

Elisabeth and I must hear the children's
prayers and see them safely abed.

I want to hear their prayers too.

No. You'd keep them
awake with your stories.

Come along, Elisabeth.
- Kiss them goodnight for me.

Mary.

Say goodnight to the children.

No, my dear. Leave Mary here
to keep Abe entertained.

I don't blame Ninian for keeping
you away from those children.

They certainly adore you.

You understand them.

That's the important thing.

But do sit down, Mr Lincoln.

Here. By me.

Thank you.

I will.

Happy new year, gentlemen.
Happy new year.

She's exactly like that, Billy.
Whatever Abe lacks, she'll make up for.

She has drive and perseverance.

She'll make him fulfil his destiny.

I'm glad to hear that, Mr Edwards.

Here is to your health, sir.
- To yours.

Happy new year.

How are you, Steve? Happy new year.

Happy new year and give
me a drink quickly, my host.

That is spiced rum-punch
or eggnog, Mr Douglas?

I'll have a glass of some of each
and then I'll make up my mind.

Well, Ninian.
Where's the lucky bridegroom?

Abe? He wouldn't come here.
Seems to be in one of his gloomy moods.

Ah, just nervousness I expect.
- Everything is ready for the ceremony.

Elisabeth prepared a bang-up supper and
the whole affair will go off handsomely.

You will be there of course?
- Yes. I'm a good sportsman.

I'll swallow my mortification.

And that's not all I'll swallow.

To begin with, I ask you to
join me in a toast, gentlemen.

To the fairest flower of all
Kentucky. Miss Mary Todd.

Who from this day on.

Will be Mrs Abraham Lincoln.

To Mary Todd.

Happy new year, Mr Lincoln.

Mr Speed.

Happy new year to you, Billy.

Just been over to the Chenery House.
They all drink toasts to your happiness.

I wish to have a private
toast of my own.

Mr Lincoln... when first I heard
of your approaching marriage...

I confess I was afraid you
were lowering yourself.

Trading your honor for
exalted family connection.

I apologise for so thinking.

I now believe Miss Todd's ambitions
for you are the same as my own.

I believe she will never stop
driving and goading you...

Until you have reached the
heights where you belong.

I say God bless her
and give her strength.

I drink to her.

And to her husband. The future
President of The United States.

Put that away.

Billy, I have a letter
I wish you to deliver.

A letter?

To whom?

You do it, Jack.

You had no right to do that.
- Maybe not.

But it's done.

Don't look at me as though you
planned to break my neck.

I knew you could do it, Abe.

But you won't.

Mr Lincoln asked me to deliver a letter
to Miss Todd, but I refused to do so.

He wrote to her to
ask for his release...

From a marriage which would lead to
endless pain and misery for them both.

If that isn't the truth, what is?

If that's the truth,
tell her so to her face.

In the manner of a man.

I'd have to tell her that I have
hatred for her infernal ambition.

That I don't want to be ridden and
driven onward and upward through life...

With her whip lashing me and
her spurs digging into me.

If her poor small soul craves importance
in life, let her marry Stephen Douglas.

He's ambitious too.

I want only to be left alone.

It would be more gracious to
admit you are afraid of her.

Good for you, Mr Speed.
- You'd better keep out of this.

No, I won't.

You're not abandoning Miss Mary Todd.

No. You are only using her as the
living sacrifice. Offering her up...

In the hope you'll gain forgiveness for
your failure to do your own great duty.

What 'great duty'? Everyone feels
compelled to remind me of it.

And no-one can tell me what it is.

I can tell you.

I can tell you what is the duty of every
man who calls himself an American.

It is to perpetuate those truths that
were once held to be self-evident.

That all men are created equal...

And endowed with the right to life,
liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Are those rights denied to me?

Could you ever enjoy
them while you realise...

That two million of your fellow
beings in this country are slaves?

When you look at that flag
don't you ever realise...

That ten of its stars represent states
that would destroy the Union...

Rather than give up their
property rights on those slaves?

Don't tell me that anybody in this world
knows it more than you, Mr Lincoln.

You, who honor the
memory of Elijah Lovejoy.

And every other man who ever died
fighting in the defense of freedom.

I honor them.

And envy them.

Because they could believe that
their ideals are worth dying for.

Alright, Josh.

I'll go up now and I'll talk to Mary.

Then I'm going away.

Where, Abe?

I don't know.

The world passeth.

But he that doeth the will
of God, abideth forever.

Howdy, Abe.

Hello, Abe.

Well, well, Mr Lincoln.
Glad to see you back.

Thank you.

Why Abe, when did you get back?

How do you do.
- Good afternoon.

After his shameful
treatment of Miss Todd...

I wouldn't think he'd dare
show his face in this town.

And going in the Edwards'
home of all things.

Right in where he's least wanted.

We can't say he lacks courage.

Please come right in, Mr Lincoln.

Glad to see you again, Abe.
- Thank you, Mary.

You may well wonder why I thrust
myself on your mercy in this matter.

I'm sure you're always
welcome in Ninian's house.

After my behaviour at our last meeting I
haven't been welcome company for myself.

Joshua Speed has kept us
informed of your whereabouts.

We've been greatly concerned.
- You've been most kind.

Now you return to your work and no doubt
you will run for the assembly again.

Or...

Perhaps you have larger plans?
- I have no plans.

I only wish to gain your forgiveness.

There is no question of that.

What happened between
us was my own fault.

I was blinded by my own self-confidence.

I...

I loved you.

I believed that I could
make you love me.

I believed that the fire of my
ambition would burn in you.

You would become a man. A leader of men.

But.

You didn't wish that.

It's true, Mary. You once had faith in
me which I was far from deserving.

The time has come when I
wish to strive to deserve it.

I believe now that our
destinies are together.

For better or for worse.

So, I again presume to
ask you to be my wife.

I fully realize that taking me back
involves humiliation for you.

I've had humiliation
already and survived it.

But I promise you, Mary.

If you will have me...

I shall devote myself for the rest of
my days to trying to do what is right.

As God gives me power
to see what is right.

Then.

I shall be your wife.

I shall fight by your side
until death do us part.

Abe... I love you.

Oh, I love you.

Whatever becomes of the
two of us, I'll die loving you.

Slaves.

Whether emancipated or not.

They yet remain subject to the
authority of the dominant race.

And have no rights or privileges...

But such as those who hold
the power of government...

Might choose to grant them.

Are you John Brown?

I am, sir. So what if I am John Brown?

Don't try and fight them anymore.

I place you under arrest for treason.

For bearing arms against the
government of The United States.

I'd like to ask who
is making this arrest.

I am Lieutenant-Colonel
Robert E. Lee of the 2nd Cavalry.

Acting under orders from
President Buchanan.

It's no use, Pa.

You've got to give in to 'em.

Somebody else...

Got to finish this job.

Very well, Colonel Lee.
I submit to arrest.

Knowing full well I shall be hanged for
this attempt to end the evil of slavery.

But after I am dead
the evil will remain.

And you and all other
patriots will come to learn...

It can be purged from
this guilty world...

Only with blood.

Goodbye, my son.

Another fanatic has
gone to meet his maker.

Why can't these anti-slavery
fools mind their own business?

Senator Douglas.

The message you've been waiting for.

A telegram from Springfield.

They've nominated Abraham Lincoln
to run against the senator this fall.

My heartiest congratulations.

Lincoln? Who's he?

What are they doing?
Giving you the election?

So, Abe Lincoln has decided at
last to come out and fight.

The best thing that could happen to us.

How does this Lincoln stand on slavery?

Nobody knows.
Least of all, Lincoln himself.

He's the most undecided,
hesitating-est critter you ever saw.

We don't want that slave issue
brought up in Illinois this year.

You can count on old Abe.
He's just what we want.

A peaceful man.

We'll start the campaign at once.

I will return to Springfield. I want an
unprecedented welcome when I get there.

A brass band at the station.
A big parade.

And free liquor for all.

You don't mean to say that
you're afraid of Abe Lincoln?

Why, the country doesn't know him.

Maybe the country doesn't.

But I do.

All ready now.

Keep very still.

One.

Two.

Three.

Tad, you are to keep absolutely still.

You too, Willy.

We will, Ma.

Now please, one and all.

One.

Two.

Three.

Tad.

If I have to speak to you once more...

But Pa keeps tickling me.

I might have known it.

Please, Mr Lincoln.

Please bear in mind this picture
was ordered by the Chicago Tribune.

To spread far and wide
during your campaign.

I'm sorry, Mary. But I can't help
thinking how foolish I look.

Now I beg of you, no
movement of any kind.

This time we'll get it.

One.

Willy... Tad.

Come back here.

Look, Pa. It's a great big parade.

Douglas has arrived.

Listen to them cheering for him.

They ought to cheer him.
He paid them enough for it.

Old Abe won't have
an answer for that one.

You're a liar.

We have now heard the leading argument.

For the 2 candidates for the high office
of United States Senator from Illinois.

Judge Stephen A. Douglas.

And Mr Abraham Lincoln.

According to the usual custom of debate.

Each of the candidates
will now speak in rebuttal.

Judge Douglas.

My fellow citizens.

My good friend Mr Lincoln has addressed
you with his usual artless sincerity.

His pure, homely charm.

His perennial native humor.

He has devoted a generously
large portion of his address.

To most amiable remarks...

Upon my fine qualities as a man.

If not as a states man.

For which I express
the deepest gratitude.

But at the same time.

I most earnestly beg you.

Not to be deceived by
his seeming innocence.

His carefully cultivated
spirit of goodwill.

For in each of his little homilies.

Lurk concealed weapons.

Like Brutus.

In Shakespeare's immortal tragedy.

Mr Lincoln is an honorable man.

But also, like Brutus...

He is an adept at the art...

Of inserting daggers
between an opponent's ribs.

Just when said opponent
least expects it.

Behold me, ladies and gentlemen.

I am covered with scars.

How dare they laugh.

It's only a speech, mother.

Any time you say, Abe.

Mr Lincoln makes you laugh
with his pungent anecdotes.

He draws tears from your eyes.

With his dramatic pictures of the plight
of the black slave laborer in the South.

Always, he guides you skilfully
to the threshold of truth.

But then, as you are about to cross it.

He diverts your attention elsewhere.

He never... by any mischance.

Makes reference to the condition
of labor here in the North.

Perhaps he's ignorant of the fact.

That tens of thousands of
workers are now on strike.

Hungry men.

Marching through the
streets in ragged order.

Promoting riots.

Because they're not paid
enough to keep the flesh...

Upon the bones of their babies.

What kind of liberty is this?

And what kind of equality?

Right.

Mr Lincoln harps constantly
on this subject of 'equality'.

He repeats over and over the arguments
used by Lovejoy and other abolitionists.

To wit.

That the Declaration of Independence.

Having declared all men free
and equal by divine law.

Thus, negro equality is
an inalienable right.

Contrary to this is the verdict of the
Supreme Court in the case of Dred Scott.

Mr Lincoln is a lawyer.

I presume therefore that he knows.

That when he seeks to
destroy public confidence.

In the integrity, the inviolability
of The Supreme Court.

He is preaching revolution.

He asks me to state my opinion
of the Dred Scott decision.

And I answer him unequivocally.

By saying I take the decisions
of The Supreme Court.

To be the law of the land.

And I intend to obey them as such.

Nor will I be swayed from that position.

By all the ranting of all the fanatics.

Who preach racial equality.

Who would ask us to vote, eat,
sleep and marry with negroes.

And I say further.

Let each state mind its own business.

And leave its neighbors alone.

If we'll stand on that principle.

Then Mr Lincoln will find.

That this great republic can exist.

Forever divided into
free and slave states.

And we can go on as we have done.

Increasing in wealth.

In population, in power.

Until we shall become the admiration...

And the terror of the world.

Listen to them yelling,
the empty-headed idiots.

Yelling at empty words.

He doesn't know what he's
talking about. He never did.

You're upsetting your drink.

Mr Abraham Lincoln.

Go get him, Abe.

Judge Douglas has paid tribute
to my skill with the dagger.

I thank him for that.

But I must admit he can do more
with that weapon than I can.

He can keep ten daggers flashing
in the air at the same time.

Fortunately, he's so good at it none of
the knives ever falls and hurts anyone.

Now, you heard the judge
make allusion to those...

Who advocate voting and eating and
marrying and sleeping with negroes.

Whether he meant me
specifically I do not know.

If he did, I can only say this.

Just because I do not want a
colored woman for a slave...

I do not necessarily
want her for a wife.

I do not need to have her for either.
I can just leave her alone.

In some respects, she is
certainly not my equal...

Any more than I am
the judge's equal in...

Some respects.

But in her natural right to eat the
bread she earns with her own hands...

Without asking leave of somebody else
she is my equal and equal of all others.

Now you heard the judge speak
about our own labor conditions.

As an American, I can't be proud
that such conditions exist.

But as an American, I can ask.

Would any of the striking
workers in the North...

Elect to change places with
the slaves in the South?

Will they rather not say:
The remedy is in our hands.

And still as an American.

I can say thank God we live in a system
by which men have the right to strike.

I am not preaching rebellion.

I don't have to.

This country with its institutions
belongs to the people who inhabit it.

Whenever they shall grow weary
of the existing government.

They can exercise their
constitutional right of amending it.

Or their revolutionary right to
dismember or overthrow it.

If the founding fathers
gave us anything.

They gave us that.

The purpose of the Dred Scott
decision is to make property...

And nothing but property of the
negro in all states of the Union.

It's the old issue of human
rights versus property rights.

It is the eternal struggle
between two principles.

The one, the common right of humanity.

The other, the divine right of Kings.

It's the same spirit which says you toil
and work and earn bread and I'll eat it.

As a nation.

We began by declaring all
men are created equal.

There's no mention of exceptions to that
rule in the Declaration of Independence.

But we now practically read it:

'All men are created
equal except negroes'.

If we are to accept this doctrine
of race or class discrimination.

What is to stop us in
future from decreeing...

All men are created
equal except negroes...

Foreigners.

Catholics.

Jews.

Or just poor people.

That is the conclusion towards which
the advocates of slavery are driving us.

'Let each state mind its own
business' says Judge Douglas.

'Why stir up trouble'?

This is the complacent
policy of indifference to evil.

And that policy...

I cannot but hate.

I hate it because of the monstrous
injustice of slavery itself.

I hate it because it denies our republic
its just influence in the world.

Enables the enemies of free institutions
everywhere to taunt us as hypocrites.

Causes the real friends of freedom...

To doubt our sincerity.

And especially.

Because it forces so many
good men among ourselves.

Into an open war with the very
fundamentals of civil liberties.

Denying the good faith of the
Declaration of Independence.

And insisting that there is
no right principle of action.

But self-interest.

In his final words tonight.

The judge said.

That we can be:

'The terror of the world'.

I don't think we want to be that.

I think we would prefer to be
the encouragement of the world.

The proof that at last
man is worthy to be free.

But we shall provide no
such encouragement...

Unless we can establish our ability
as a nation to live and grow.

And we shall surely do neither.

If these states fail to remain united.

There can be no distinction
in the definition of liberty.

As between one section and another.

One class and another.
One race and another.

A house divided against
itself cannot stand.

This government cannot
endure permanently.

Half slave.

And half free.

'This government cannot
endure permanently'.

'Half slave and half free'.

Here is the proof of your editorial
for tomorrow, Mr Greeley.

Scrap it.

I'm going to write another one.
About a man named Lincoln.

Lincoln? Never heard of him.

You will.

Gentlemen, I beg of you. One at a time.

If Stuart is nominated he'll want
to emancipate all of the slaves.

That would be the end of the Union.

I tell you that Douglas will
carry the South and the West.

We've got to be sure
of New York or we lose.

And the only man...
- Stuart will never get my vote.

Gentlemen, if you can't contain
your tempers we'll never agree.

We'll never agree on any of the
leading candidates. That's obvious.

What we need in this
race is a dark horse.

Yes, but what's his name?
- Lincoln.

Maybe you don't know it but there is a
big country out west of the Alleghenies.

With a lot of new states named
Oregon, Minnesota, California.

Which you seem never to have heard of.

Lincoln is popular out there.

If we handle him right we can make
him popular back here in the East.

Anyway, I ask you
gentlemen to look him over.

You know him, Crimmin?

I heard him debate with Douglas.

I can tell you one thing.
He's a vote-getter if I ever saw one.

No, they got safely to Oregon.

Didn't you ever fight the Indians, Pa?

Not exactly. I was almost in a
battle but I got lost from my men.

Were you scared?

That my boy, brings up
a point of argument.

When I got back to the camp the
Colonel asked me if I'd run away.

I said: no sir. But if anybody had
asked me where I was going...

And I'd said I was going for the doctor
they'd figure someone was almighty sick.

Robert, you've been smoking again.
- Yes, mother.

I've told you I will not tolerate
tobacco smoke in my sitting room...

Or indeed in any part of my house.

Come, come, Mary. You mustn't
be disrespectful to Harvard man.

Smoke it in the woodshed, Bob.
- Yes, father.

You children run upstairs.
Get ready for your supper.

Oh, Ma.

Do as your mother tells you, son.

Hello, Mr Speed.
- Hello Tad, hello Sam.

Say, Abe.

That delegation arrived an hour ago.
They should be here any minute.

What delegation?

Some prominent politicians
and ministers. Several bankers.

That kind of people.

What are they coming here for?

I don't precisely know. I presume it's
to see if I'm fit to be a candidate...

For President of The United States.

I guess they want to see if we live in a
log cabin and keep pigs under the bed.

And you didn't tell me?
- I'm sorry, Mary. It slipped my mind.

You are being considered for the
Presidency but it slipped your mind?

Oh, if I had only known.

If you'd only given me time to prepare
for them. Now they'll see us as we are.

Crude, sloppy western barbarians.

Living in a house that reeks
of foul tobacco smoke.

And your filthy old carpet slippers.

I declare, Abraham Lincoln...

You'd treat me with more consideration
if I were a slave rather than your wife.

Go this minute and put
some decent boots on.

Yes, Mary.

I know, Joshua.

You think.

Just as all the others do.
I'm a bitter nagging woman.

That I've tried to kill his spirit and
dragged him down to my level.

No, Mary. I think nothing of the kind.

Remember, I know Abe too.

He's always had some
obsession of some future doom.

For eighteen years I've tried
and tried to stir him out of it.

But all my efforts have been like...

So many waves dashing
against the rock of ages.

Now the greatest opportunity comes
to him. Here, right into his own house.

He must take it.

He must see that this is
what he was meant to be.

But I can't persuade him of it.

I thought I could help to shape
him as I knew he should be.

And I've succeeded in nothing
but in breaking myself.

Mr Lincoln.
- I've got my boots on, Mary.

You can receive them in here while I try
to prepare some refreshments for them.

How do you, Mr Crimmin?
Glad to see you again.

Thank you, Mr Lincoln.
- Step into the parlor, gentlemen.

Come on in, Josh.

Oh no. You got to face
this out by yourself, Abe.

Good luck.

Is it true that they expect
to make Abe President?

How many times have I told you to
speak of your master as Mister Lincoln?

He ain't my master any
more than he's yours.

Besides, I've known Abe ever since he
wore pants that were nought but patches.

The kettle is boiling Mrs Lincoln.

President of The United States?

If they get him back into Washington
he won't never come out alive.

I hesitate to mention such a
delicate matter, Mr Lincoln.

Please don't hesitate, Dr Barrett.

There has been some grave doubt
about your religious beliefs.

I know. They always call me an atheist
as I refuse to become a church member.

And why have you refused?

I have found their articles of
belief too complicated for me.

But I assure you Dr Barrett that I will
gladly join at any time any church...

Whose sole qualification
for membership...

Is obedience to the Saviour's own
statement of law and gospel:

'Thou shalt love the Lord
thy God with all thy heart'.

'With all thy soul'.

'With all thy mind'.

'Thou shalt love thy
neighbor as thy self'.

Well now, gentlemen.
If you'll excuse me.

I believe Mrs Lincoln is
preparing a slight collation.

I must see if I can be of any help.

Well gentlemen, what's the verdict?

The man unquestionably is an infidel.

And a radical. He's as much
of a demagogue as Douglas.

He's an idealist in a
curious, primitive way.

He's a rabble-rouser pure and simple.

In my opinion this man
Lincoln is not safe.

What do you mean: not safe?
- Just that. He's a radical.

A man who devotes
himself so wholeheartedly...

To currying favor with the mob,
develops a mob mentality.

What's more, he evaded our questions.

Now please gentlemen, I may not know as
much as you of economics and theology.

But I do know politics.

And what is the essential quality
that we demand in our candidate?

It is simply this. That he be
able to get himself elected.

There's something in what you say.

And do you think he can do it?

I tell you gentlemen, in that
uncouth rail-splitter...

You may observe one of the
slickest, smoothest politicians...

That ever hoodwinked a yokel mob.

Of course, he evaded your questions.

You ask him about the labor question
and he said: 'I believe in democracy'.

You asked him about
religion and he replied:

'Love thy neighbor as thyself'.

Now, you know you could
not argue with that.

Any of you.

The voters will love him because
he's just as common as they are.

A plain, homespun American.

His very name is right.

Honest old Abe.

He'll play the game with us now.

And go right on playing it after
we get him in the White House.

He will do just what we tell him.

Look, Mr Crimmin.

Now, gentlemen.
If you step into the dining room...

Mrs Lincoln will be pleased to
serve you with a cup of tea.

Thank you.
- This is most gracious.

Bring your cigar with you, Mr Crimmin.

Thank you. Thank you.

Does Mr Lincoln seem to be worrying any?
- No. He's in there reading a newspaper.

Lincoln and Douglas
neck-and-neck in Illinois.

Maryland is going for
Bell and Breckinridge.

Abe, you're nowhere in Maryland.

I see the New York Herald says
I got the soul of Uriah Heep...

Cased in the body of a baboon.

What does it say about New York?

Douglas 117,000. Lincoln 106,000.

He's winning from you in New York, Abe.

Not yet, Mary. The returns so far
come mostly from the city...

Where Douglas is bound
to run the strongest.

What's it like in Pennsylvania?

Nothing to worry about there, Mary.
It's safe for Abe.

In fact, there's no
need to worry at all.

Yes, you've said that over and over all
evening. There's no need to worry.

How can we help worrying when every
new bulletin shows Douglas ahead?

But every one of them shows Abe gaining.

Let 'em count all the votes in New York.
You'll be on the way to the White house.

Why don't they hurry with it?
When do the returns come in?

They'll come in soon enough.

Telegram from New York.

Mr Belmont states Mr Douglas has filed a
majority 50,000 votes in New York City.

Ah, shut up.

The mob down there is sickening.

Cheering every bulletin that's splashed
on the wall whether good news or bad.

They cheer every picture of every
candidate including George Washington.

With the same fine ignorant enthusiasm.

Maybe they can't tell the difference.

The reporters are outside, Mr Lincoln.
They want to know...

What will be your first official
action after you are elected?

What should we tell them, Abe?

Say I'm thinking of growing a beard.
- A what?

Whatever put that idea in your head?

I had a letter from a little girl saying
whiskers would give me more dignity.

And I'll need it if elected.

'Missouri. Douglas: 35,000'.

'Dell: 33. Breckinridge: 16'.

'Lincoln: 8'.

Mr Lincoln, you're being them
beaten badly in Rhode Island.

What are they cheering for?
- They don't know.

The Chicago Times says:
'Lincoln breaks down'.

'His heart fails him, his tongue
fails him, his legs failed him'.

'He fails all over'.

'Douglas skins the living dog'.

Stop it!

I can't stand it any longer.

Yes my dear. I think you should
go home. I'll join you presently.

I won't go home.

You only want to be rid of me.

That's all you wanted since
the day we were married.

And before that. Anything to get me
out of your sight because you hate me.

And it's the same with all of you.
All his friends. You hate me.

You wish I'd never come into his life.
- No, ma'am.

Will you all please
step out for a minute.

Why do you use every opportunity you can
to make public fools of me and yourself?

It's bad enough when you act like
that in the privacy of our own home.

But here in front of people?

You're not to do that again.
Do you hear?

You are never to do that again.

You've never spoke to
me like that before.

You've lost your temper, Abe.

You've never done that before.

I'm sorry.

I still think you should go home...

Rather than stay here and endure
the strain of this death-watch.

This is the night I dreamed
about when I was a child.

When I was an excited young girl...

And all the gay young gentlemen
in Springfield were courting me.

And I fell in love with
the least likely of them.

This is the night I'm waiting to
hear my husband has become...

President of The United States.

And even if he does.

It's ruined for me.

It's too late.

Is mother alright?
- Yes, son.

She's gone home. You better go with her.
- Yes, sir.

It looks like 74 electoral votes.

Sure for you.

And 27 more probably.

New York will give you the election.

Mark my words, Mr Lincoln.

This election is wrapped up
tightly in a neat bundle...

Ready to deliver on
your doorstep tonight.

We fought the good fight and we won.

We fought the good fight.

The dirtiest campaign in the
history of corrupt politics.

And if I win.

I must fulfil all the dishonest
pledges made in my name.

You gentlemen have all been friends
of our candidate for a long time.

So possibly you can answer a question
that has been puzzling me considerably.

Can I possibly be correct to
suppose he doesn't want to win?

The answer is: yes.

I can only say that for me this
is a refreshingly new experience.

Would you want to become President
of The United States at this time?

Haven't you read the papers lately?

Why yes. I try to follow
the events of the day.

Don't you realize they've raised
10,000 volunteers in South Carolina?

They are armed. The governor
has issued a proclamation...

Saying that if Mr Lincoln is elected,
the state will secede tomorrow.

And every other state south of
the Dixon line will go with it.

Can you see what that means?

War. Civil war.

He'll have the whole terrible
responsibility for it.

The man who's never wanted anything in
his life but to be let alone in peace.

Calm down, Billy.

Go get yourself another drink.

Mr Edwards, here it is.

'At 10:30 tonight the New York
Herald conceded that Mr Lincoln...'

'Had carried the state by a majority
of 25,000 and had won the election'.

Listen to 'em, Abe. Listen to that
crazy howling mob down there.

That's all for you, Mr Lincoln.

Abe... get out there and
make them a speech.

No, I don't want to go out there.

I think I'll go home and tell Mary.

This is Captain Kavanagh, Mr President.

I've been detailed to accompany you,
Mr Lincoln in the event you're elected.

I'm grateful to you, Captain.
But I don't need you.

You had better have us, sir. Sorry.

I don't want to be alarming.

I guess you know as well as I do that
threats are made against your life.

Goodnight, Josh.

Ninian, Mr Crimmin.

Billy.

Thank you.

One moment, sir.
With your permission, I'll go first.

Steve, it's good of you to come.

Abe, you and I have been
adversaries for a good many years.

We've indulged in mortal combat
on every conceivable issue.

But now you are President
of The United States.

I want you to know that
I'm fighting with you.

Steve, you're a good generous man.

Speech.

Speech, speech.

Say something, Abe.
- Speech.

They want you to say something, Abe.

My dear friends, I have to
say goodbye to you now.

Leaving for Washington with my new
whiskers of which I hope you approve.

No, no Lieutenant. Let them come on.
They are all old friends of mine.

No-one not in my situation...

Can appreciate my feelings
of sadness at this parting.

To this place and the kindness
of you people, I owe everything.

I now leave not knowing when
or whether ever I may return.

It is a grave duty that I must face.

In preparing for it.

I have tried to inquire.

What great principle or ideal it is...

Which has kept this
Union so long together.

And I believe that it was not...

The mere matter of separation of
the colonies from the motherland.

But that sentiment in the
Declaration of Independence.

Which gave liberty to the
people of this country.

And hope to all the world.

We gained democracy.

And there is now doubt
whether it's fit to survive.

I've heard an Eastern monarch...

Who once charged his wise men
to invent him a sentence...

Which should be true and appropriate
at all times and situations.

They presented him with the words:

'And this too shall pass away'.

That's a comforting thought
in times of affliction.

And this too shall pass away.

Yet.

Let us believe that it isn't true.

Let us live to prove that we can
cultivate the natural world around us.

And the intellectual and
moral world within us.

So that we may secure an individual...

Social...

And political prosperity.

Whose course shall be forward.

And which, while this earth endures...

Shall not pass away.

I commend you to the
care of the Almighty.

And I hope in your prayers
you may remember me.

Friends, one and all.

I must now bid you an
affectionate farewell.

Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord.

Goodbye, Abe.

He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored.

He hath loosed the fateful
lightning of His terrible swift sword.

His truth is marching on.

Glory, Glory, hallelujah.

Glory, Glory, hallelujah.

Glory, Glory, hallelujah.

His truth is marching on.

Glory, Glory, hallelujah.

His truth is marching on.