[TV static drones]
[bright tone]
[spirited orchestral music]
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[cheerful music]
♪ ♪
- Mr. Russell is expecting me.
- If you'll come this way, sir, Mr. Russell is in the library.
Mr. Tate.
- I thought it was your father I was here to see.
- I hope I'm not a disappointment.
- But there is to be a reception at their home,
which the president will attend,
and Mrs. Roebling will be the hostess.
Isn't that enough? - No, not nearly.
Mrs. Roebling has been managing construction
of the eighth wonder of the world.
- She took orders from her husband,
and she will be thanked for it by the mayor at the opening.
- Mr. Roebling has been convalescing for years.
He couldn't have given directions every day,
even if he wanted to.
- To reveal now that the Brooklyn Bridge
is largely the work of a woman
would make men afraid to cross it.
- [scoffs] She told me you'd say that.
- I cannot endanger the whole event
out of pity for Mrs. Roebling.
- That's disappointing to hear.
♪ ♪
- Well?
- The men are back to work, and the mills
are running at full production.
- You sound surprised.
- I'm not at all surprised, given the offer you made.
More safeguards, medical care, children's park.
It was a list from a fairy tale.
- Don't forget the pay raise.
- You joke, but you've broken your word to the others.
- I have only done what they will all do sooner or later.
- You mean give in? - Not quite.
I've offered a modest raise on a six-month contract
to the tradesmen, and only to the tradesmen.
- Exactly.
- It will split the union down the middle.
And when it does, we will reassert our control.
- So you've tricked them? - I prefer to call it tactics.
By the time the contract lapses,
the craftsmen and the laborers will hate each other,
and everyone will hate the Catholic immigrants
and the Jews.
In the meantime,
get Henderson back to New York.
We'll have a photograph taken of my shaking his hand.
- To celebrate your victory. - Certainly not.
For now, he must look like the winner.
♪ ♪
- I'll have one more, please. They're quite tasty.
- Are you all right, Miss Armstrong?
- Yes, why?
- Well, you said something nice.
- I can't compliment Mrs. Bauer's cooking?
- Oh, you can, but it's just so unlike you.
- I give praise when it is deserved.
- Oh, John. - Yes, Mr. Bannister?
- I have a friend coming here this afternoon,
a Mr. Schubert.
I wrote to him about your predicament,
and he's agreed to meet you to see if there's anything
to be done about your patent.
- But they turned me down. Isn't that the end of it?
- Well, Mr. Schubert will know.
He's the secretary
of the Uhrmacher Verein der Stadt New York.
- Do you speak German now? - What does it mean?
- The Watchmakers' Association of the City of New York.
It was founded by some German clockmakers
at the end of the war,
and now it wields considerable influence.
- Why would he bother with me?
- As a favor to me. - How exciting.
- Shouldn't you take the silver up?
- Right away.
- [chuckles]
- You sure you feel up to going?
- I do. It's Marian's engagement.
- She'll understand. I can represent us both.
There's no need to put yourself through it.
- I intend to keep living my life while I can.
- I just worry that if you go over there,
Agnes will try to persuade us again to move in with her.
- I'd rather we stay here.
- I won't leave your side.
You may tire of me, but I'm not going anywhere.
- I will never grow weary of you, Mrs. Forte.
- [sighs]
- What do you think of this one?
- It's pretty. They're all pretty.
- It just feels wrong, when Uncle Luke is so ill.
- Mrs. Forte won't grudge it.
She's glad you're engaged.
They wouldn't come to the luncheon otherwise.
- Was I right to accept him?
- Well, only you can answer that.
But he seems a nice man. - He is nice.
And kind, and a good father, and all of those things.
- Are you trying to persuade yourself?
- Not at all.
I am persuaded.
- Then enjoy your luncheon in peace.
- [laughs] Yes, I will.
- I thought you'd be overjoyed.
- To be honest, I'm stunned.
- Well, I've pulled a lot of strings,
and I'm afraid I've pushed others aside
to get you to the top of the list.
- For which I'm grateful, of course.
- Wasn't a box at the Academy what you've always wanted?
- It was.
- And now you have it.
So can we put this Metropolitan business to rest?
- I must discuss it with Mr. Russell.
- I think he'll be very pleased for you.
I should be on my way.
There's so much to do for the opening
of the Brooklyn Bridge.
- Mr. Russell is one of the trustees.
We're watching the opening itself,
and then we'll go to a reception
that Mrs. Roebling is giving.
- Yes, I know. I'm helping her with it.
She's never entertained for a president before.
- Quite a responsibility. - I suppose.
President Arthur is a nice man,
and I believe he was successful as a lawyer.
But his origins are not exactly inspiring.
- You know him then?
- We meet in the way of things.
I'll present you, if you like.
- I should be honored. - That's settled, then.
[chuckles]
Will I be seeing you
at Mrs. Fane's charity committee this week?
- You will.
- Might you have spoken to Mr. Russell
about the Academy box by then?
- I should think so. - Good.
I'm sure he'll be delighted, my dear.
♪ ♪
- Your carriage is ready, ma'am.
- Excuse me, everyone.
I want to thank you all for coming,
and praise my daughter and her editor, Mr. Fortune,
for taking up the cause.
Mr. Fortune. - Yes.
Now, these attempts to denigrate our teachers
and close our schools will be fought.
"The Globe" will publish articles
stressing our teachers' merits.
- Would that be enough to keep the schools open?
- Not that alone.
I've spoken to some other educators,
white educators, and the fact is,
we need to increase the number of pupils.
Specifically, we need to enroll white students
in our schools for the board to even care.
- We don't want integrated schools.
- But if it's the only way to keep them open,
do we have a choice?
- No. Mrs. Garnet is right.
I work with these people every day in my drugstores.
The only reason they ever trusted me in the first place
is because a white pharmacist told them to.
- Well, what does that have to do with the schools?
- Well, "The Globe" can praise our colored teachers
to the heavens, but none of those white parents
will send their children to our schools
unless they are persuaded by someone white.
And we may have to recruit some white teachers too.
- Oh. - I don't like that.
- I don't know how we're going to manage that.
- I may have an idea.
- So, Marian and Dashiell, I can only wish you the happiness
that your Aunt Ada has brought me.
- Here, here. - Cheers.
- Oscar, before I forget, Mrs. Astor has invited you
to the Academy for the opening night.
- I don't know if I'm free.
- You're free, and you're coming.
And now we should begin wedding plans.
- We've not been long engaged.
- And I'd like to see you married
as soon as we can arrange it.
We should get the dress started.
That will take the time. - Oh, yes.
- But I-- - Don't try to argue.
- I should tell you that Frances is determined
to be a part of the preparations.
- [laughs] I'm to allow a 14-year-old girl
to plan Marian's wedding?
- I think Frances would insist on it.
[laughter]
- Mr. Montgomery--
- Are you still being good to Miss Beaton?
Please say yes.
- I'm sad you think so little of me.
- I thought she might be here.
- She's in Newport for a few days.
She has an aunt there who's been ill.
But you have nothing to worry about.
We're going to the Brooklyn Bridge festivities.
And I mean to propose,
if that will put your mind at rest.
- Well, if that's true, I'm relieved.
[laughs] And so glad.
[indistinct chatter]
- Oscar, you need to escort the bride down the aisle.
- I'd be delighted.
- Aurora and I are hoping you will allow us
to give the wedding reception.
- Oh! - It would be our pleasure.
- Oh, how very kind. Thank you.
- And the service will be at St. Thomas, of course.
- It will be an honor to marry you.
♪ ♪
- Oh, Mr. Fortune. - Oh, hello.
- We are so pleased we could finally meet you in person
and thank you for the opportunity
you've given to Peggy.
- Of course, you should be so proud
of her accomplishments at "The Globe."
- We are.
- She helped me immensely in Tuskegee.
- Oh, I read the article.
I noticed that only you two were credited.
How many others went with you?
- Mother, we shouldn't take up any more
of Mr. Fortune's time.
Thank you for coming.
- I'll see you all tomorrow? - Oh, you will.
- You were enthusiastic today. What was that about?
- Well, it's a good cause, a righteous cause.
And I'm supporting my wife.
- Oh, my word. Am I hearing right?
Peggy, can we coax you to come back with us,
or do you have to take the ferry?
- I can stay.
- By this time next week, Peggy will be able
to cross the Brooklyn Bridge to visit us in no time.
- You have to come back for the opening.
The Wyatts are throwing a party on their rooftop to watch it.
- I'll see, Mother. - No, no, no, you'll come.
- So it was born of necessity?
- That's it. - Hm.
- I figured the problem was with the escape wheel.
- The escapement.
- Sure.
It seemed like the old oil was congealing
and slowing it down.
- Yes, I have suspected this before.
- So I constructed a new kind of wheel
that runs without oil.
- How ingenious.
And it works? - Every time.
- Well, Mr. Trotter, I will see what I can do
in terms of your membership.
- My membership, sir?
- Of the Uhrmacher Verein der Stadt New York.
You clearly know more about clocks
than many of our members.
- [chuckles]
[bell rings]
- Oh!
- Ah, Bannister. - Yes, ma'am.
- Mr. and Mrs. Forte are leaving.
- I must go as well.
I hadn't realized the time, and Frances is waiting.
- Well, please tell--oh! - [groans]
- Oh, Luke!
My darling, are you all right?
- That settles it. You're staying here.
Bannister, will you fetch John?
We should get Mr. Forte into bed and send for Dr. Lewis.
- Right away. - [groans]
- I'll have John fetch the doctor.
- What was that for?
- I can't stop thinking about Pittsburgh
and what could have happened if they started firing.
- Well, they didn't.
- Are things under control now?
- I think they will be. - [sighs]
I thought the opera war was under control too.
But Mrs. Astor has made me an offer,
and now I don't know what to do.
- What sort of offer?
- A box at the Academy of Music.
- And? - I must consider it, George.
She obviously went through a lot of trouble
to get it for us.
- Of course she did. To buy you off.
- So you think I should turn it down?
- Your argument for a new opera house holds good.
The Academy is too small, too unambitious.
And it excludes the people who are making the city great.
Why would you give up your goal now?
- My goal was always a box at the Academy.
- At the Met, you'll be a founding member,
and you can reign supreme.
You don't need to be in Mrs. Astor's shadow.
- You make a good case.
- It's your case. I'm just repeating it.
[soft music]
- I feel a bit better today.
- That's good, isn't it?
- And I had a little breakfast. - Good.
Send for me if things change. - Mm.
[door clicks]
- Dr. Lewis, may I take him home?
He looks better, and he has his appetite back.
- I would not advise it. - What does that mean?
- I'm afraid at this stage, it's out of my hands.
We can only pray.
- That's a clever way to shirk your responsibility.
- I will check on him again.
- Thank you, Dr. Lewis.
- Ada, you look ragged.
- I don't care. - Go and lie down.
I'll watch over him. - No.
My place is here. - Ada, go and lie down.
I can sit with Luke.
Go.
[sighs]
- Mrs. Garnet has an excellent curriculum
and committed teachers.
Anyone would be lucky to teach at
or attend one of these schools.
With your help, we can make the board realize
they have to keep them open.
- Thank you, Miss Brook, for coming out today
and supporting our cause.
If there are teachers who have not registered their interest,
please move to the back of the room where you can do so.
[indistinct chatter]
- You did well.
- Do you think so? - Mm-hmm.
- I just hope enough people sign up.
- Excuse me, ladies.
Mr. Hastings is another pharmacist.
- And a member of the school board.
I wanted you to meet a friend of mine, Mr. Patrick Ryan.
He is a teacher. - Where do you teach?
- Nowhere just now.
Irish teachers and students face
our own set of prejudices.
- Would you consider coming to work with me?
- I've been impressed this afternoon by Miss Brook.
I've been looking for work for some time,
and I'd like to join you.
Also there are plenty of others,
and I think I can convince some of them to follow me.
- I hope so because one white teacher won't be enough.
- That's one more than we had yesterday.
- Once I bring the other white teachers,
the white pupils will come.
- Don't you see? This may be our way forward.
We'll have the mix of children that we need.
I'm really starting to think we may win.
God bless you, Mr. Ryan.
♪ ♪
- That should do it.
- Thank you, gentlemen. Right this way.
- Press is declaring this a victory for labor.
They praise your spirit of moderate compromise.
- Is that so? - Mm-hmm.
- Please.
- But we both know better, Mr. Russell.
- The tradesmen will enjoy a 10% increase for six months.
What's wrong with that?
- You know it'll set the laborers against them.
And almost all our skilled craftsmen
are American born and bred.
Your terms leave the immigrants on the outside.
- They'll benefit too. The workplace will be safer.
Their health will be in good hands.
They'll even have a park where their children can play.
- But you don't intend to recognize the union.
- Not yet.
- Carriage is here, Mr. Henderson.
- Shall I tell you why I accepted the terms?
Because you didn't allow them to fire on the men
when you could have.
- You've made the right decision, Mr. Henderson.
- All I want is for the workers to have decent lives.
- And you've managed that.
- He knows your plan is to divide them.
- Of course he does.
But it won't matter in six months.
- At which point you'll reduce the payments.
- Indeed.
But I hope you noticed something.
You thought we'd lost when I ordered
the militia to stand down.
- It seemed weak to me, I confess it.
- They opened fire in the railway strikes of '77,
and all that did was garner sympathy for the strikers.
Anyway, you heard him.
My moment of tenderness turns out
to have been my trump card.
♪ ♪
- Hyah!
Hyah!
[horse whinnies]
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
- Can I help you, ma'am?
- Is Mr. Watson here?
- Yes. - Straight away.
- Whoa!
♪ ♪
- Mr. Watson?
- Flora. What are you doing here?
I--
come this way.
Why are you here?
Have you come to order me to leave for California?
- No.
- Do you no longer want me to go?
- I never did.
You were supposed to have gone
before I knew anything about it.
My husband thought he was protecting me,
but he was wrong.
And then I found your letters to him.
[whimpers] - Shh.
No.
Everything's going to be fine.
Just tell me, what do you want me to do?
Whatever it is, I will do it.
- I want you to stay.
Here in New York.
You will have an apartment with whatever you need,
and you'll be a retired banker called Collyer.
Which is exactly who you are, no word of a lie.
- I suppose I must relinquish my job.
I hope I may see you and the children sometimes.
- Yes.
And you'll meet our friends and be in our world
as my father.
♪ ♪
I'll write tomorrow with a plan.
- [clears throat]
- We'll be all right, you and me.
- [breathes deeply]
- What are we to make of that?
Did Mrs. McNeil bring good news or bad?
- The best.
The very best.
- I'm glad.
- It seems I'm to have a life after all.
♪ ♪
- [groaning]
Where's Ada?
- I hope she's sleeping.
- [grunts]
You're right. I hope so too.
- I'm glad to have a moment alone with you.
- It gives me a chance to thank you for your restraint.
I know you never wanted the marriage,
and now you've been proved right.
I was selfish to take her on at my age.
- No.
You have given my sister a taste of the kind
of happiness she had never known.
I see that quite clearly.
- Only to desert her now,
when she's hardly got used to the sensation.
- It has been too brief, certainly.
But for the rest of her time on Earth,
she has only to think of you to feel warm,
and cherished, and deeply loved.
You have changed her life.
- That is generous of you, Agnes.
I know how generous.
- It is the truth.
- Can I ask you to help Ada when I'm gone?
- Well, of course I'll help her.
She's my little sister.
Now go back to sleep,
or you'll get me in trouble.
- [chuckles]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Mr. Russell! - Papers!
Sir, would you like a paper? - What's that?
- I was just saying hello.
- Hello to you, Mr. Van Rhijn.
- I don't want things to be awkward between us.
- I assume you're referring to Gladys.
- Yes, and the matter with the railway.
- I don't follow you.
- As it turns out, I'm a substantial shareholder
in the Casterbridge Pacific company.
- Who?
- The company that bid against you for the Chicago
and Atlantic line.
- Well, you're right that we bought the railroad,
though it hasn't been announced yet.
But I've never heard of the Casterbridge Pacific.
- I don't understand. Might you be mistaken?
- I make it my business to know every major player
in my industry.
If I've not heard of them,
they cannot be of any consequence.
Good day to you, Mr. Van Rhijn.
♪ ♪
- Congratulations, Miss Scott. - [laughs]
Remember, it's only the first step.
- Now, that's true.
It's a shame most of the new white pupils are Irish.
- That doesn't sound like you.
- Yeah, I'm just not sure the board think much better
of the Irish than they do of the colored children.
- In this bright new democracy of America.
Let me write an article about it.
Let me shame the board into making the right decision.
- Fighting talk. That's what I like to hear.
Let's mark your resolution with a toast.
- [laughing] All right.
[clears throat]
- To the survival of the schools.
- Enough.
- And to the new integrated students.
- And down with the Board of Education.
- Mm. - Richard, I'm taking off.
- See you later.
- Whew. [laughs]
- [chuckles]
- I should get going.
- Where?
- I'm staying overnight in Brooklyn.
There's a rooftop party for the bridge fireworks.
- Ah. It's a big moment for our city.
- My father even decorated his storefront,
which he never does.
- I'm having Stephens cover the bridge story for us.
Let me go down with you to hail a cab.
- Oh, no need.
both: Oh.
- Excuse me.
♪ ♪
Goodnight, Mr. Fortune.
[clears throat]
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- What are you doing here? The building is closed today.
- What happened to Casterbridge Pacific?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- This is their office.
Mr. Crowther--I met with Crowther right in here.
Who owns this place?
- I don't know who rents what, but the office is empty.
- No, no, I was here last week,
and I met a man named Crowther.
♪ ♪
Casterbridge Pacific was the plaque on the wall.
- I'm sorry, sir, but it would appear that you are mistaken.
Now I must ask you to leave.
♪ ♪
- Where is she?
- Who? - Miss Beaton.
Maud Beaton! I need to see her immediately.
- There's no one here by that name.
- But this is where she lives.
- This is the home of Mr. and Mrs. Whitmore.
- That doesn't make any sense.
- Is there something wrong, Bevan?
- I must see Miss Beaton.
- Who? - Maud Beaton!
I've collected her from here and brought her home.
- Only my wife and I live here.
- No, that can't be true.
- I'm going to send for the police.
- There's no need to send for anyone.
I'll go.
♪ ♪
- Are we all here?
Shall we begin?
- I invited Maud Beaton, but I never heard back from her.
I suppose she must still be in Newport.
- Well, I'm afraid I haven't been much use recently.
I've been very busy helping Mrs. Roebling
with her reception for the Brooklyn Bridge opening.
- How festive the decorations are, all over the city.
I suppose you're going, Bertha? - We'll be there.
It seems right to celebrate with the Roeblings.
After all, he built the bridge.
- I look forward to seeing you there, Mrs. Russell.
And we must arrange a time for you
to come and inspect your box at the Academy.
- You've taken a box at the Academy?
How can that be?
- I thought you were leading the Metropolitan charge.
- Happily, I was able to secure a box for Mrs. Russell.
She's waited long enough.
And Carrie will be thrilled to see you there, my dear.
- I can't believe it.
Have you waved the white flag in your opera war?
- No.
I'm grateful to Mrs. Astor for her kindness, of course.
But I can't change horses now.
My place is at the Metropolitan.
- I don't understand.
Isn't a box at the Academy what you've always wanted?
- I'm sorry, but I've thought about it,
and I want to stay loyal to the Met.
- You'll regret it.
In fact, I feel sorry for you,
making a fool of yourself in public like this.
- It was you who decided to do it in front of an audience.
- Because I could not have imagined you
to be so deluded as to turn me down.
Good day, Mrs. Fane. - [laughs nervously]
But we haven't started the meeting.
- Well, I cannot stay.
Can someone fetch my carriage? - Of course.
- Mrs. Astor, I'd hate to embarrass you.
That's the last thing I would want to do.
- Well, you have a funny way of showing it.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Oscar.
- Is she here? Maud Beaton.
- I invited her, and she never arrived.
Why? - Who is she?
How did you meet her?
- I can't remember exactly.
She was just a part of our group.
- She's deceived all of us.
She's deceived me.
- There must be some mistake.
- Yes, and the mistake is mine.
♪ ♪
- This is really thrilling. - [sighs]
[dog barking]
- Oh, Marian. Where were you?
- Walking Pumpkin.
- You should get one of the servants to do that.
Where were you earlier? - I was helping Miss Scott.
- [sighs] Have you heard from Oscar?
- No. - What can be keeping him?
- Well, it's practically impossible to get a cab.
The streets are so busy. - That's no excuse.
He should be with his family now.
I don't understand either one of you.
- Well, I'm here now, Aunt Agnes.
- What is going on down here?
Your voices are carrying.
- I was scolding Marian for going out.
- I wanted her to.
There's nothing she can do here.
There's nothing any of us can do.
- How is he?
- Dr. Lewis has told me to find a clergyman.
It ought to be Tim, Luke's curate.
- I'll send John.
[bell rings]
[loud arguing]
- Gould, please.
- Either you're a liar, or you're a fool.
- Gould, please.
- Gentlemen. Gentlemen!
I have not given in to the workers' demands.
- You've given them a raise!
- A modest raise to the tradesmen
for a short contract, that is all.
And I have not recognized the union.
- But you forced us to follow suit.
- In six months' time, the tradesmen
and the common laborers will be at each other's throats.
And we will have the upper hand once again.
- But in the meantime, we must install
absurd and expensive safety measures in order to compete.
- A reputation for safety is good for business.
We owe them that much.
- But we do not owe them a share of the profits.
We're agreed on that. - Say what you like.
You failed us, Russell.
We were to be united against the union.
But you've gone off on your own.
- I've done what was sensible for my business.
But I've set my own agenda.
And I'd advise you to do the same
before your workers set theirs.
- Well, you're on your own now.
You put us against you.
[indistinct chatter]
- We must make a plan.
- No. First, we wait and see.
- Why are you cooking all that food?
No one has any appetite.
- People could be coming by the house when he--
- It's a waste, if you ask me.
- No one asked you, Miss Armstrong.
I can't help the Reverend or Miss Ada,
but I can cook.
- Let me take those.
- Jack, take up the tea.
- Yes, Mrs. Bauer.
- Oscar?
- Ma'am, Mr. Montgomery.
- Sorry, Aunt Agnes. It's only me.
- Oh, Dashiell.
At least one man in this family heeds my call.
- Where is Oscar? You haven't heard from him?
- He's been held up.
I'm sure he'll come as soon as he can.
- John, you delivered the note?
- I gave it to his man, but Mr. Oscar wasn't home, ma'am.
- Perhaps he's having trouble getting about the city.
People are out everywhere, all because of the bridge.
- The truth is, my son is no good in times like these.
Perhaps that's why he stays away.
Dashiell, please do sit down.
Marian, get him some tea.
[indistinct chatter]
- Remarkable, don't you think?
[dog barking]
- The money's gone.
They must have cashed the check the moment
I left the building.
- And nobody questioned it?
- They asked the manager.
But since he knew my writing, and I'd made no complaints,
he let it through.
- What about the police?
- I'll report it, but it could take years,
and it's unlikely I could prove a crime had been committed.
They'd say they tried their best,
but the company went under.
- I'm so very sorry.
- The sad thing is, I really liked her.
I'm not pretending I was in love or anything,
but she was good company.
She made me laugh.
I really thought we could be happy.
- You mean happy enough.
- [sighs]
Why aren't you out making merry with the rest of the city?
I never thought you'd be here when I came.
- I didn't want to fight with the whole of Manhattan
to get a cab.
And now I'm glad I stayed home.
[firecrackers popping]
- [breathes shakily]
You're the only person I could think of
who might be on my side.
- I'll always be on your side, Oscar.
You must know that by now.
- [sobbing] Oh, God, John.
I've ruined everything.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- "In my Father's house are many mansions.
"If it were not so, I would have told you.
"I go to prepare a place for you.
And if I go and prepare a place..."
I'm sorry.
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- "If I go and prepare a place for you,
"I will come again and receive you unto myself,
that where I am..."
- "There ye may be also."
- [chuckles] Cheer up, Tim.
We of all people can be sure I'm going to my reward.
- And so you are.
- [breathes deeply] Hmm.
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- Excuse me. The president is arriving.
I'll give the first speech, and then it's you, Mr. Russell.
- Thank you.
- I look forward to meeting him.
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- Mr. President. - Thank you.
- Mr. President. - Glad to be here.
- Good to have you here, sir.
- Mr. President. - Welcome, sir, this way.
- Welcome to New York, Mr. President.
- Betsy, Mabel! - I am so glad you're here.
We sure have missed you. Look at you.
[laughter]
- When I looked over and saw it was Peggy Scott,
well, you could've knocked me over with a feather.
- It's been too long.
- We've been keeping up with your work at the newspaper.
- Thank you. How are you both?
Mabel, are you and Daniel still together?
- I'd say so, since now they have twins.
- Congratulations. I'm so happy for you both.
- Oh, we're going to have a party next month.
I hope you can join us. - Oh, you must.
- I will.
And now I can come by way of the Brooklyn Bridge.
- [laughs] - Peggy.
- Excuse me, my mother's calling.
- Thank you for coming.
Thank you.
- Mr. President, Mr. Roebling, Mrs. Roebling.
May I present His Grace, the Duke of Buckingham.
- Pleasure to meet you, Mr. President.
- Did you know he was in New York?
- Of course not.
He told me he was arriving the day of the opening.
- Yes, I'm glad to be here.
- Do you think she plans to steal him away?
- Mrs. Astor won't steal him.
If she wants him, she'll buy him fair and square.
- Mr. Martin studied at the Institute too.
So you have that in common.
- How did you find your time there?
- Oh, I loved it.
The Institute inspired me to become a teacher.
I just hope we can keep the schools open, so I can work.
- Well, we'll continue to expose what the board
is trying to do in "The Globe."
I have an article on it coming out next week.
- Oh. I look forward to reading it.
- Isaiah!
- [chuckles] Oh, excuse me.
I see my cousin.
- He's nice-looking.
[clears throat]
- What is it, Mother?
- I'm only going to say this once.
Don't spend all your time writing
about other folks' lives and forget to live your own.
- [laughing] That's not what I'm doing.
Can you just watch the fireworks?
It's why we're here.
- Well, you're not covering this
for "The Globe" too, are you?
- No, Mr. Fortune assigned another journalist.
- Like he had another journalist in Tuskegee?
That is what you told me, isn't it?
- [sighs]
- Wasn't true, was it?
- No.
- Mr. Fortune is obviously quite taken with you.
- He respects my work.
- Which I pray is the extent of it
because I raised you better than that.
- Ah, here they are.
You seem very earnest.
What are you talking about?
- Peggy's work at "The Globe."
- That's very important, of course.
But I think tonight, we should just admire the bridge
and give thanks for what man has achieved in our lifetime.
- Quite right.
- I think that is right.
[indistinct chatter]
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[somber music]
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- [groans]
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- Can I get you anything else?
- What time is it?
[coughs]
- I don't know. Why?
Do you have an engagement?
- [laughs weakly]
That's nice.
- What?
- To see you smile.
- My darling,
it's all right if you
go now.
I'll be fine.
Being loved by you has made me strong.
- Thank you.
- For what?
- For loving me back.
- How could I not?
- And now that our distinguished guests
have declared the New York and Brooklyn Bridge open,
we can take the time to acknowledge some
of the great New Yorkers who worked behind the scenes
to create New York's latest miracle,
including our trustees, most of whom are here tonight.
Mr. Russell, may I invite you to speak?
- I am glad to be here and to salute all of you.
But my son, Larry, will speak for me.
- [clears throat]
Mr. President, gentlemen, ladies.
My father asked me to oversee our interest
in the Brooklyn Bridge project, which I was happy to do.
Like most of you, I too was in awe
of the grandeur that was once a dream
and has now become a reality.
I know I speak for us all when I thank you, Mr. Roebling,
for your vision.
But what most of you do not know
is that after an early injury,
while Mr. Roebling was out of action,
his wife, Mrs. Roebling,
a brilliant engineer in her own right,
is the one who enabled construction of the bridge
to continue in her husband's absence.
[crowd murmuring]
- Yes, that's right.
Mrs. Roebling took over the creation and finished it.
I would like us all to raise a glass to Emily Roebling,
to thank her for her enormous contribution
to the creation of the Brooklyn Bridge,
a new wonder of the world.
- Hear, hear. all: Hear, hear!
- Thank you.
[upbeat music]
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- Do you have plans this evening, Mrs. Bruce?
- Plans? To do what?
- Watch the fireworks.
The paper said it's to be
the largest fireworks display ever.
- I've only ever seen fireworks once,
and that was a long time ago.
- Would you like to see the Brooklyn Bridge fireworks?
- How?
- I have a plan, if you'll join me.
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[both laugh]
[indistinct chatter]
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- I hope you don't mind I made you the center of my speech.
- Not at all.
I ought to thank you.
- Well, at least now you'll have
the recognition you deserve.
- I'm afraid these things
are a little more complicated than that.
They will print that I was a wonderful wife
who served her husband to the best of her abilities.
They will ignore the true nature of my contribution.
That will be our secret.
[fireworks popping]
[crowd exclaiming]
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[fireworks popping]
- What do you think, Mrs. Bruce?
Are you pleased or disappointed?
- Oh! Pleased, certainly.
These are the most spectacular fireworks I've ever seen.
- I thought you'd only seen them once before.
- [laughs]
Well, I suppose that's true.
But I can't imagine they come much better than this.
[gasps] - Oh!
♪ ♪
- [chuckles]
- Ah. - It's incredible.
♪ ♪
- Oh, wow.
- Oh.
Luke.
[gasps]
No.
Luke.
No.
Luke.
Oh!
Oh, my darling.
[sobbing]
[soft music]
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[sobbing]
- It's all right.
[indistinct chatter]
- I'm making my way to the depot shortly.
- Are you sure I can't stay?
- You've been kind to keep me company.
But you ought to get back to Frances,
to be there when she wakes up.
- Will you be all right? - Oh, don't worry about me.
It's Aunt Ada who needs our attention.
- I'll call you tomorrow.
- It is tomorrow.
- Then I'll see you later today.
- Miss Brook.
- How was your evening?
- Well, the fireworks were astounding.
- Oh?
- You must have seen them from here.
Have you been crying?
- My uncle died last night.
- Oh.
I'm so sorry.
- Thank you.
It doesn't seem fair,
when Aunt Ada is such a gentle, kind soul.
I mean, I wouldn't even be here if it weren't for her.
She was the one who sent for me from Pennsylvania.
- I should thank her.
- Heaven knows I never would have been able
to manage Aunt Agnes without her.
- Perhaps I should get you inside.
- Oh, no. I can't go back in there.
Not just yet. [sniffles]
- Might a walk help a little?
Get some air?
- Thank you, Mr. Russell. You're a good friend.
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Will you tell me about the bridge?
- It's magnificent.
- Morning, Mr. Griffin. - Hello, Jack.
Here's one for you there.
[upbeat music]
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- Bridget took up a tray, but I doubt she's touched it.
- I put it on the table. I didn't know what else to do.
- Poor Miss Ada. To wake up a widow.
- I just hope she got some sleep.
Mrs. Van Rhijn never went to bed.
- What can we do?
- Our jobs.
- Jack?
What is it? - Nothing.
I'll tell you later. - Tell us now.
- I got a letter from Mr. Bannister's friend,
Mr. Schubert.
- And?
- He's made me a member of his Watchmakers' Association.
So now the patent office will consider my application.
- Oh, that's wonderful!
- Doesn't mean they'll approve it.
- It's good news just the same.
Well done, Jack.
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- Oscar.
How long have you been here?
- I've just arrived.
- I sent word yesterday that we needed you here.
- What can I say?
I'm sorry.
- You look terrible.
- John Adams said much the same.
- And you smell of day-old whiskey.
What is it?
- Something terrible has happened.
- Yes, your Uncle Luke has died.
That is quite enough for one day.
- No, I'm afraid this mess is of my doing.
I've, um...
I've made a bad mistake.
- Well, you're here now, albeit too late to help.
- My mistake involves you, Mother.
- Me?
- I made an investment
that paid a large dividend in a short time.
So when I had the chance to invest more, I did.
A great deal more.
- Does this mean you've invested the Van Rhijn money?
Well, how much?
How much of my money did you invest, Oscar?
- I've just learned that the company doesn't exist.
None of it exists.
Casterbridge Pacific, Maud Beaton,
the woman who led me there--
- I don't understand. She's Aurora's friend too.
- She was everyone's friend, but no one really knew her.
She lied to us all.
And now she's taken our money.
- Well, then you have to get it back.
Go and get our money back!
- I can't!
There's no recourse.
The money is gone, and so is she.
- How much did you lose?
- Nearly all of it.
- [gasps]
[dramatic music]
[exhales sharply]
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[bright tone]