(contemplative music playing)
(man groaning)
Kermit.
I'm thinking
that my concentration is so poor at...
at the moment...
I may have missed
some-some-some important information.
Would you be so kind as to tell me
how this ends, as I'm...
rather curious.
The priest did it.
Oh, he did not.
Or the doctor, I forget.
Oh, come on.
You'll just have to read through to the end, Father.
(groans)
(groaning)
(sighs)
(crowd murmuring)
(chanting "T.R.!")
Get out now before you give it to the Democrats!
You should be ashamed of yourself!
I'm not giving it to anyone, my good man.
I intend to win.
(gunshot)
Theodore!
Quick! Where's the nearest hospital?
Gentlemen, gentlemen!
(men shouting)
Over there!
Gentlemen, he needs some help!
Arrest that man!
-You are under arrest. -Is he alive?
For God's sake, send help!
Teddy: Don't hurt him! Don't hurt him!
Bring him here.
Man: Bastard!
(men muttering)
What did you do it for?
You poor creature.
(crowd murmuring)
(coughing)
Let's go to the hall.
But, Theodore, you've been shot in the chest!
If it was serious, I'd be spitting blood.
Trust me, I'm a hunting man.
So am I. But you...
This is my last speech in the campaign
and I'm not going to miss it.
(cheering)
Thank you.
Friends, I shall ask you to be as quiet as possible.
I don't know whether you fully understand
that I have just been shot.
(audience muttering)
But it takes more than that to kill a Bull Moose!
(cheering)
(audience gasps)
Ah, fortunately, I had my manuscript.
So, you see I was going to make a long speech.
And there is a bullet... well, there...
is where the bullet went through.
(scattered applause, laughter)
We stand for a living wage.
A standard high enough to make morality possible.
We hold that the night labor of women and children
is abnormal and should be prohibited.
In the Progressive Party, we believe that this country
will not be a permanently good place for any of us to live in,
unless we make it a reasonably good place for all of us to live in!
I meant to speak for 90 minutes.
I think 80 will have to do.
(laughter)
Thank you.
(cheering)
Thank you.
Quentin.
(whispering)
What are you men plotting down there?
This is about a possible antidote
to your husband's undeserved defeat in the last election.
If not the Presidency,
why not a bit of exploring,
a notable adventure?
Oh, really?
What kind of notable adventure?
Up the River Tapajós in Brazil.
Teddy: Father Zahm, Farrel and myself.
Father Zahm writes about the area in his latest travel book.
Edith: I see.
Zahm: This is a region of the Amazon
that is full of uncatalogued plants
and small animals, bugs and so on.
Something to bring back the naturalist in T.R.
and put the politician in the past.
Oh, well, that would certainly be a good idea, but...
-Indians? -Zahm: Naturally.
And naturally dressed, Quentin, a scrap of rag at best.
That's the whole kit and caboodle.
I saw a woman breastfeeding a monkey.
Teddy: (clears throat) Father Zahm...
speaking of kit and caboodle, tell Edith...
Oh, I'm taking charge of provisioning the trip.
Mr. Nash has found a way...
I persuaded the Museum of Natural History to pay the expenses
in return for the exhibits we're going to bring back.
So, J.P. Morgan is financing this?
Well, that's ironic.
He's just on the museum's board, Edith.
He probably knows nothing about this.
No.
-No? -No, Teedie.
You are not going to the Amazon.
You're 55 years old.
I'm 54.
55 next week, you're heavier than ever,
and you still have a bullet in your chest.
The doctor says it's safely tucked away inside
and not liable to budge.
My God, Edith, don't clip my wings.
I'm not! (laughs)
When was the last time I did?
Rarely.
And of course, now I'll do as you say.
Oh...
(chuckles)
(sighs)
Oh...
If you were to go...
Hmm?
Perhaps I could come with you to Rio de Janeiro,
so we could see our son,
find out how he's doing down there?
That is an absolutely splendid idea!
But this river... how dangerous is it?
Edith, it's going to be like a promenade down Fifth Avenue.
It's a river, Teedie.
There are always dangers,
and precisely because it is an adventure,
Scribner's has offered me an advance to write an account of the trip,
which would...
Alice: Pay some bills!
Teddy: Thank you, Alice.
And I'll be left here alone to hold the fort.
Thank you, Charles.
Uh, "the fort" requires no holding, Alice.
The older children are out of the house,
Quentin will be away in school,
and we still have a large enough staff to man the battlements.
You can be colonel in my place, Charles.
This is what he does.
I'm sorry?
He runs away.
Soon after I was born and my mother died,
he ran off to North Dakota.
This is a very old grudge, Alice,
involving something you were too young to remember,
and now is not the time or place to nurse it back to life.
She's been reading Sigmund Freud and it's gone to her head.
The past, the past, gloomy, gloomy.
Egotist.
(laughs)
Teddy: See?
(guests laughing)
So, what do you say, my lover...
my darling, my life?
(piano playing ragtime)
(automobiles puttering)
(horn blares)
(moviegoer coughs)
(ragtime piano continues)
(crowd murmuring)
(speaking Portuguese)
(crowd clapping politely)
(ship horn blowing)
Teddy: These American nations,
such as Brazil and the United States,
stand on an absolute footing of equality.
We, in the New World, are not burdened by history
and we can find a new way forward,
seize a future in which we see each other as sister nations,
each encouraging the other to be prosperous and stable
because it benefits us all
and enables us to live in peace with one another.
What about the Panama Canal?
What about it, sir?
Did you not aid the Panamanian rebels
when Colombia was holding out on you?
Emphatically, yes.
So you can send warships through the canal?
You call that peaceful, really?
I built warships not because I love war,
but because I believe peace can only be attained through strength.
(indistinct chattering)
Man: Good evening, gentlemen. Good evening.
Ah, Mr. President, what a magnificent,
what an eloquent, what a glorious speech!
Ah... Lauro. Thank you.
Mr. President, I'd like to introduce one of our national treasures.
Colonel Roosevelt, may I present
Colonel Cándido Mariano da Silva Rondon.
Oh, a fellow colonel!
Delighted, delighted!
Equally so, Colonel Roosevelt.
Cándido knows more about the wilds of Brazil than any man alive.
He's an explorer and an Indian expert.
Oh! You've fought Indians?
Rondon: No. No.
I'm just a humble engineer serving my country
by connecting parts of it to other parts,
for the benefit of all.
I'm "casting"?
Yes, casting...
I'm casting telegraph lines into remoter regions.
Ah! What are these lines baited with?
Civilization, sir, of course.
Cándido has seen things beyond imagination
and suffered more for this country than any man I know.
No, he exaggerates.
But, well, I lost a toe to a piranha
and got shot by an Indian who mistook me for an enemy.
Oh, shot?
Just an arrow.
Well, perhaps you can advise me, Colonel Rondon.
I'm about to do some exploring myself.
And what explorations do you have in mind?
We're going up the Rio Ta-Ta...
-Tapajós. -Tapajós, yes.
Father Zahm here, my friend...
he's traveled some of the way up,
but we will go all the way from the mouth
to its very source.
That should be most relaxing.
Relaxing?
Rondon: Yes.
Well, the Tapajós is a well-mapped river
used by rubber tappers for years.
It has several well-appointed passenger boats,
some with state rooms luxuriously furnished for tourists.
Well, as I wrote in my book,
the country is far safer than it used to be.
I came here equipped for a serious trip! Boats, tents, guns!
I even brought the famous naturalist, Farrel Nash!
Farrel... who's here on...
I'm here on behalf of the Museum of Natural History.
Pleasure.
Up near its source, the Tapajós passes through some dry hills.
There are many cacti.
They can be seen here in our botanical gardens, right here in Rio!
I came here for a journey into the unknown,
not a visit to the botanical gardens
or a jaunt up some well-traveled commercial waterway.
Well, a great, great honor, sir.
Excuse me, Mr. President.
Colonel Rondon!
May I have a word?
What's the matter?
The River of Doubt?
This could be one of the last great
undiscovered rivers in the world.
This Colonel Rondon is one of the most respected
and experienced explorers in all of South America.
He will survey the river, and I'll go with my team to collect...
Did you make a list?
"Things I must do, one of which will kill me"?
Fight a war, become President,
go on safari, take a bullet.
And now, go down this river that ends up who knows where?
We love each other!
We love each other's company, we're never bored,
and yet off you must go!
Edith...
Alice is right.
Every time you don't get what you want,
or-- or suffer some tragedy,
you-- you don't stop and reflect, you just...
rush off into the wilderness.
And one day you'll not come back and leave me a widow.
Ah, I'm not going alone.
I have Nash and I have Father Zahm!
A drunk and a priest who doesn't know a thing about the jungle!
Oh, now, now.
Nash holds his liquor quite well.
Oh, such a ringing endorsement!
One of them holds his liquor well.
How very reassuring.
(chuckling)
A priest, a drunk, and two colonels head off into the woods.
(both laughing)
It sounds like the start of a joke!
(laughing)
Do you know that after all these years,
you're just as beautiful as ever to me?
Teedie...
(knock on door)
Go away!
Who is it?
Kermit: "It" is your son, Kermit.
-Oh! -(Edith laughs)
Kermit!
Edith: Oh!
(couple laughing)
Edith: Darling!
Look at my boy.
Darling Kermit...
Oh, I've missed you.
You too.
Oh!
I've been traveling for over 20 hours. I am dead on my feet.
Shall I see if I can find someone to rustle you up some food?
No, no, no, don't worry, I bought empadas at the station.
-Teddy: Good to see you. -(Edith laughs)
Edith: How's your Portuguese?
(speaking Portuguese)
-Oh, well done! -Did you forget your English?
I'm sorry, Father?
After the election, I wrote to you several times,
you hardly ever wrote me back.
I... I am sorry, Father.
I...
-(bottle thuds) -(Edith gasps)
Sorry.
(clears throat)
But I do have good news.
Um... It's part of the reason why I didn't write more.
You see, in what spare time I've had,
I've been writing to someone else.
Oh?
Do you remember Belle Willard?
An enchanting and beautiful girl.
Ah, yes.
A society girl.
And daughter to the American ambassador of Spain.
She knows our world, Father.
Anyhow, I wrote to her and she wrote me
and I suppose we got to know each other better and...
in the last letter I sent, I asked her to marry me.
And only three days ago... (clears throat)
"Dear Kermit, I'm so very glad you sent your letter because
"I love you too and will marry you.
I don't know how or why you should love me..."
How could one not love her?
"But I'm yours if you'll have me."
If I'll have her?
And then she goes on to say more, and says that she loves me again.
Belle Willard.
Well done, well done, well done!
Wonderful news. (chuckles)
-Spain? -Kermit: Spain.
Listen, if you had arrived in time to hear my speech,
you'd know I have grave concerns about German aggression in Europe,
but Spain is so far south...
-Teedie, Teedie. -(stammers)
Edith: Congratulations, Kermit.
-Teddy: Congratulations. -Thank you.
Teddy: Congratulations! (chuckles)
Well, I am exhausted.
-An accident with a horse right at the start... -Let me look at that.
...threw everything off by hours, hence the lateness.
No, no, I'm fine, Mother. I just need to sleep.
Do I have a room?
Oh, we thought you weren't able to come tonight.
No, no, you'll stay here with us.
Those doors close, that sofa should do for one night.
We'll arrange a room for you in the morning.
No bed has ever looked so inviting. Thank you.
I'll leave you two.
You will grow to love her. I know you will.
Sleep well, darling.
(both sigh)
May God protect you, my dear son.
And bring you only the best in life.
(taps shoulder)
(door closes)
He still seems so very, very young.
I know.
He reminds me of my brother.
Don't say that.
I'm not saying he'd ever do what Elliott did,
but... the drinking...
Do you think Elliott would have drank himself to death
if your father had lived long enough to straighten him out?
No, no, Edith.
I am not giving up this trip to play nursemaid to Kermit,
who wouldn't allow it anyway.
But the drinking...
does seem like that very particular kind of thirst.
Perhaps he's just being defiant.
By drinking?
You drink very little, so he drinks too much.
And Belle Willard...
such a...
"Society girl"?
Well, she is.
Well, there are worse things to be.
No, I grant you, for a man like Kermit,
there would be nothing worse than
the suffocating boredom of a dull marriage.
Oh! Is that why you run away from me?
Oh, come on, Edie. Not you.
Never.
I assume there'll be little to no alcohol on this trip?
-Yes. -Then you can remind him who he is,
put some rigor in him.
You do know...
he speaks of your trip to Africa
as the high point of his life.
But he has a job here and a fiancée back in Madrid or wherever.
He needs your help.
But if he doesn't want to come...
Oh, Teedie,
if you insist on going down this river,
I promise you, he will want to come.
(sighs)
I feel like I'm wearing out...
like I ran the machine too fast for too long
over too many bumpy roads.
This is my last chance to be a boy.
It may be your last chance to be a father.
Hmm.
(sighs)
(horse trotting)
(dog whining, scratching at door)
(speaking Portuguese)
(coos)
(knock on door)
(dog whining)
I want to marry her
and then come back here and make my way.
Building bridges.
And railways.
I'm liked down here for what I do.
And do you see Belle Willard fitting in down here?
If Father had chosen to come down here to work,
wouldn't you have?
I would have followed him to the ends of the Earth.
Well, Belle loves me and would do the same for me.
Of course she would.
And who wouldn't love you?
Do you have a date in mind?
Hm, her father wants to have the wedding in Madrid,
at the embassy.
Perhaps in two months.
Two months?
(laughing) No, I don't think so.
Why not?
Well, wouldn't you want your father to be there?
Of course, but his journey will be over by then.
It's a river!
Completely unexplored!
Who knows how long it will be?
Do you notice anything different
about your father?
He seems older.
It's more than that.
He didn't just lose the election
and his friends.
He's lost something else.
What?
I don't know.
Just something's gone.
He's been eating like a starving man.
Do you know, he says
his time with you in Africa
was the high point of his life?
I know what you're leading up to, Mother, but I want to see Belle.
Please don't ask me to go with him.
The sooner he gets back, the sooner you can get married.
Please, Mother.
If you let your father go on this trip alone,
and he dies,
you will never forgive yourself.
And your wedding to Belle
will seem more like a funeral.
You are as ruthless as he is.
Kermit...
this could be your last chance to be a son.
(violin playing in distance)
(speaking Portuguese)
Thomasz!
(violin playing continues)
♪
Teddy: (laughs) Colonel Rondon!
Wonderful to see you again.
Welcome, Colonel. Good to see you indeed.
At ease, Gentlemen! At ease.
(speaking Portuguese)
This is my son, Kermit. He's an engineer here.
Been working on the railways. Already fluent in the language.
(speaking Portuguese)
Hmm!
You remember Farrel Nash and Father Zahm.
-Nice to see you again, Colonel. -Nice to see you.
Father.
Please, welcome.
(Kermit and troops speaking Portuguese)
Teddy: Good morning.
(birds calling)
(cattle lowing)
Rondon: Gentlemen, I want to make a toast
to the Roosevelt-Rondon geographical and scientifical expedition.
-Zahm: Hear, hear! -Teddy: Hear, hear!
-(bottles clinking) -Rondon: Father.
It will take us at least two weeks
before we arrive
at the headwaters of the river
from which the River of Doubt flows.
Here.
After that, gentlemen...
Any idea as to where it might come out?
There are two theories, Colonel,
dictated perhaps more by character than by science.
The optimists among my men
think the River of Doubt is a tributary of Ji-Paraná River.
If that's the case,
our trip will take
only a week.
Well, that's not optimistic,
that's boring.
-(men chuckle) -The pessimists...
no, the realists, like myself,
think it most likely flows
into the Aripuanã River here
because we've seen the mouth of a river here
but never explored it very far.
Zahm: How far did you go?
Less than a kilometer.
Why no further?
We saw some steep...
how do you say corredeiras?
-Rapids. -Yes.
And rubber tappers spoke
of unfriendly Indians.
I had no reason to make
a telegraph line here,
so I did not disturb them.
God help us.
I will help you, Father.
If the river comes out where you think, how long would it be?
Eight hundred kilometers, or more.
-Five hundred miles. -Rondon: Yes.
That's... And if it doesn't come out where you think?
Then...
it could be almost 2,000 kilometers long.
That's over a thousand miles.
How long would that take?
Well, that depends on the river.
Is it straight or are there many curves?
That's why we're here to make a survey.
Could be four months.
Maybe six, even.
Is it really necessary to go down a river that might be a thousand miles long
just to get your name on a map of South America?
That is not fair.
Preposterous idea!
What makes you think they'd name it after me anyway?
Just a hunch, Father.
Teddy Bear, Teddy River.
Oh, no, I'm sorry.
"Rio Roosevelt."
I said I'd go on this trip, so go I must,
but you don't have to.
The boat leaves tomorrow.
Mother asked me to go on this trip, so go I will.
You should have this.
You've always admired it.
Are you sure?
Provided there's no more whinging on this trip.
(chuckles)
Thank you, Father.
(birds calling)
Rondon: Lieutenant Pinheiro went ahead with ten mules
carrying our essentials.
He will set up camp in advance,
but excuse me, Colonel, some of this will have to stay.
As fellow commander, what do you suggest we take?
I have only three essentials, Colonel.
My spectacles, my guns and my books.
How many books do you have?
About 50, give or take.
Oh, don't take his books away, or he'll become intolerable.
As for the other items,
I was not involved in equipping our trip.
That task fell to Father Zahm.
Well, first of all, the large motorboat.
I see no reason to...
I had that specially made!
And what about the canoes?
Those canoes are like the ones our Indians use.
They're strong and light and handle rapids well.
No, they will puncture.
Our indigenous people use dugouts.
If one breaks, there are always more trees to make another.
We should start the way we will finish.
And...
what are these crates here?
They contain the food that I was trying to tell you about last night.
I chose and purchased the contents of each and every one.
What's there will keep us alive for a month.
When you say "us"...?
Our... contingent.
I assumed somehow that your party would have its own supplies.
It does.
We will share, never fear.
Rondon: Whatever you say, Colonel.
I think it's more important whatever you say, Colonel.
If you suggest we do not take the motorboat and the canoes,
we will not.
Rondon: Thank you.
(cattle lowing)
♪
Teddy: "Look out when your temper goes
at the end of a losing game."
"When your boots are too tight for your toes
and you answer and argue and blame."
"It's the hardest part of the Law,
but it has to be learnt by the Scout."
"For whining and shirking and 'jaw'..."
Both: "...all patrols look out!"
♪ Onward, Christian soldiers ♪
♪ Marching as to war ♪
♪ With the cross of Jesus ♪
♪ Going on before ♪
How's that mule treating you, Father Zahm?
I had no idea mules were so jarring!
(chuckles) Nature of the beast.
I'm surprised you haven't ridden one before,
having traveled so widely in South America.
In my opinion, they never should have been allowed on the Ark.
(mule groaning)
(mule moaning)
It must have lagged behind and then fallen.
(mule groans)
(flies buzzing)
Not going to make it.
No point in wasting food.
Strap its load to my beast, I'll walk from here.
But, Mr. President, it's another 20 kilometers.
Follow the telegraph wires?
-Yes, but... -Kermit.
Strap this load to my beast and...
Mr. President, but there are--
(speaking Portuguese)
♪
(birds calling)
(whistling)
(birds screeching)
Please, Mr. President. Lower your gun.
I don't lower my gun when someone is threatening me.
I have experience in dealing with them and...
Well, my experience has been it's best for everyone to know who is who.
I know who is who.
These men are from the Bororo tribe.
We are on their land.
Are they friendly?
Yes, they are all friendly,
but not necessarily to outsiders.
Well, that's all the more reason we...
-Now... -What are you--
Lower your weapon before something happens.
Move aside. Move aside!
Remain calm, President,
while I solve this in a friendly manner.
(speaking Bororo language)
♪
(gunshots, crowd screaming)
(thunder rumbling)
(footsteps running)
(children laughing)
Slow down.
Ethel, please take them upstairs.
(children running, laughter fading)
It's going to be all right, Teedie, whatever happens.
Yes, yes, of course.
Alice!
(rain pouring)
Are you really going out in this weather?
If he comes to fetch me, I will.
You're going out?
How many times do I have to tell you?
You don't tell me, you ask me, Alice.
So grumpy.
What did you just say?
Nothing.
I asked yesterday and you said,
"The Hendersons are a good family,
you have my blessing."
(rain pattering, distant thunder rumbling)
I'm sorry, I'm preoccupied.
Edith: Of course you are, darling.
When you were away, I shot two ducks.
(doorbell rings)
Teddy: Stop!
President McKinley died of his wounds three hours ago.
I thought he was improving.
Man: Unfortunately, not.
The surgeon was unable to find the second bullet.
It's a... tragedy.
(clears throat)
We need to formally swear you in,
but you are now effectively President of the United States.
Please, please. Come in, come in, come in, please. Please.
♪
Please.
Place your left hand on the Bible and raise your right.
Now repeat after me.
"I, Theodore Roosevelt..."
"...do solemnly swear..."
"...that I will faithfully execute..."
"...the office of..."
"...the office of the President of the United States,
"and will, to the best of my ability,
"preserve, protect, and defend
the Constitution of the United States."
Prepared as always.
Picture!
Teddy: Well, hello, J.P.
J.P. Morgan: I was admiring this piece.
A rather stimulating addition
to the President's office, don't you think?
(chuckles) Well, you tell me.
I suspect you've spent a lot of time
in this office over the years.
Where did you find it?
Edith stumbled across it in the basement,
of all places.
How interesting.
Edith...
Before we start, Theodore, I'd like to remind you
of the cordial relations I had with your father
and so, I thought, with you.
I have absolutely nothing against you, personally.
Then why are you proposing to attack me?
I am not proposing to attack you.
I am going to attack your railroad monopoly.
Now, what do you have against a group of businessmen
coming together to run their businesses more efficiently?
Under the right circumstances, I'd applaud it.
All we want to do is to join America from coast to coast,
from Canada to Mexico, so that a businessman
getting on a train in Los Angeles can, if he wants,
zig-zag back and forth across the country selling his goods
without having to buy ten different tickets from ten different companies,
each with its own accounting system, its own rolling stock,
its own uncoordinated plans for new routes,
and each competing with the other
to the detriment of all.
I see. I see a problem.
Do you see a problem, Secretary Taft?
I suppose I do.
Not wishing to be impolite, and with the greatest respect,
what is Secretary Taft doing in the room?
This has nothing to do with war.
Bill is giving me legal advice on the course I propose to take,
and I like to have him around in case I need to remember anything in the future.
And not wishing to be impolite, I understand why J.P. Morgan is here,
but what's your role in this?
I am an investor in the consortium
and Mr. Morgan's adviser.
Ah. Who's the top dog?
(chuckles)
There are several members...
When I decided to break up this monopoly,
I got a message from one man.
It says, "If we have done anything wrong,
send your man to my man and they can fix it up."
Who sent this message?
-I did. -Teddy: Ah!
The richest man in America.
Perhaps.
And when I wouldn't send anyone up to New York,
you sent Mr. Perkins here, "your man,"
to try and "fix things up," and I wouldn't see him,
and so, after a lot of back and forth and with great reluctance...
I came all the way down here in the middle of a busy week,
hoping to find a reasonable solution.
Let me ask you something, J.P.
Does your bank invest in all these companies
for the reasons of charity or profit?
Profit! Obviously!
And as a result, I have created hundreds and thousands of jobs,
far more than you ever will, and if you want to talk about charity as well,
let me remind you, I'm largely responsible for founding and funding
the Museum of Natural History, of which I am told you are quite fond.
I am, and I know all that,
but that doesn't change the fact that you will soon control
the transportation system of the United States of America.
This will give you the power to raise or lower
not only the price of a businessman's ticket,
but to arbitrarily raise or lower the cost to a farmer
of bringing his produce to market.
Why would he do that?
Let's say Mr. Morgan owns a company that has a competitor.
Mr. Morgan could raise the transportation costs to that competitor
and starve it to death.
He might even decide he didn't like a state
and cut it off, and as that...
I am not a bad man.
...would affect the welfare of the nation, I won't allow it,
because my purpose is not to make money
but to protect all the people.
All the people who voted for President McKinley,
a man who would never be so stupid as to go to war
with the most powerful man in America!
Thank you for making my point.
What point?
There can only be one
"most powerful man in America,"
and that man is me.
If it were otherwise, we wouldn't be living in a democracy.
Democracy? Dictatorship's more like it!
Both I and Mr. Perkins and all my partners
firmly believe in the principles of democracy,
and I...
apologize for that remark.
But can't you see how foolish it is to fight me
and lose the benefits of friendship with a captain of industry and finance,
particularly when you run for re-election...?
I am not here to get money from anyone to win the next election,
least of all from you.
I am here to do the best I can for the working men,
women and children of this country,
whom you "captains of industry and finance" treat so badly!
I applaud enterprise,
but it is my absolute right to regulate it for the benefit of all!
(door closes)
(Brazilian national anthem playing)
(singing in Portuguese)
I think we need to clarify a few things here.
We are both co-commanders of this mission,
which is all well and good...
Colonel Roosevelt, it is very simple.
I have a motto out here that I've lived by for 20 years.
Well, what is this motto, please do tell?
"To die if necessary, to kill never."
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If you want to go home, please let me know in the morning,
but I hope that we will continue on together
for the glory of both of our countries.
Perhaps we should go home.
Who the hell does he think he is?
He thinks he's a pacifist, Father,
and is well-known for it.
A pacifist?
In the army?
My God.
That's rich.
It's a rich country.
Look at the flag.
Brazil is 95% Catholic,
but the words on the flag are "Order and Progress,"
the motto of an atheist society in Rio.
What? What's the name of this society?
Positivists.
And it's more of a religion, actually.
Just without God.
Colonel Rondon is a Positivist.
And many of his men are too.
(tools clattering)
A Positivist pacifist?
What in the hell is a Positivist anyhow?
Why don't you ask him?
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