(contemplative music playing)
(man urinating)
(flies buzzing)
(sighs)
(speaking Portuguese)
(grunting)
(speaking Portuguese)
(thunder rumbling)
(rain pelting)
(shivering)
(rain pelting tent)
"In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
a stately pleasure dome..."
(Teddy mumbling)
(muttering)
Teddy: "In Xanadu did Kubla Khan...
a stately..."
Father, were you speaking to me?
Teddy: Hmm... So to speak.
Would you...
read me that...
that new Kipling poem?
Of course.
"If you can keep your head
"when all about you are losing theirs
"and blaming it on you...
"If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
"but make allowance for their doubting too...
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting..."
(birds screeching in distance)
(Indians calling in distance)
(calls growing louder)
(calling continues)
(Simplício shouting in Portuguese)
(Rondon speaking Portuguese)
They're not too bad.
It's an order, Kermit!
-(Kermit speaking Portuguese) -(Rondon shouting in Portuguese)
Nash: What the hell is he doing?
(Kermit speaking Portuguese)
(Rondon shouting in Portuguese)
What the hell is he doing?
(speaking Portuguese)
(exhales sharply)
(screaming)
Teddy: Row! Row!
(dog barking)
(groans)
Kermit!
(dog barking)
Hold on, Kermit!
Hold on!
-Rondon: No, Colonel! -Hold on!
No, Colonel! No! No!
-(gasping) -Paixao: Here, Colonel!
Give me the rope!
Teddy: All right. I've got you!
Hold tight! Hold tight! I've got you!
I've got you.
(coughing)
I've got you.
Hey.
Where's Simplício?
I didn't see him.
Teddy: I nearly lost you.
I'm okay. I have to go find him.
(speaking Portuguese)
What?
(speaking Portuguese)
It's just a scratch.
(speaking Portuguese)
Simplício!
♪
-(hammering) -(indistinct conversation)
(hammering)
(Rondon speaking Portuguese)
(footsteps approaching)
Good morning, Colonel.
Good morning.
If Kermit was one of my soldiers,
I would have to court-martial him.
Well, he isn't one of your soldiers,
and no one is going to court-martial him.
Of course not.
Colonel Rondon, I apologize.
I am very sorry.
I just wanted to get a closer look at the rapids,
and the whirlpool brought us down.
I am very sorry.
Accidents happen.
Yes.
I just wanted to let you know.
Simplício was much loved and my men are upset.
Teddy: I understand.
Is there something we can do for Simplício's family?
We were his family.
Simplício lost his parents when he was 11.
I rescued him.
We are very sorry, Cândido.
Anything I might say to you,
you will have already said to yourself.
(Rondon speaking Portuguese)
(men felling trees)
(tree falls)
(man coughs)
Colonel.
I won't go far.
I'm gonna try to shoot something for us to eat.
No, no, no! No, thank you.
I want to spend some time alone, thank you.
Theodore, I have...
(insects chirruping, birds calling)
(tree crashes)
♪
(snoring)
(flies buzzing)
(bow creaks)
Rondon: Remain calm...
please.
Please, Colonel, remain calm.
Lower your weapon... please.
(Teddy cocks gun)
No, no!
(melodious bird singing)
(singing continues)
Please. Take this arrow out.
(grunts)
If it was poisonous, I'd be dead.
You saved my life.
No, no.
We were lucky.
What was that?
That bird.
Ah, uirapuru.
It's a bird that only sings once a year.
Many say its song is so beautiful
that everything in the jungle stops to listen.
Let's go.
(man groaning, whip cracking)
(Rondon shouting in Portuguese)
I asked for it!
What?
I deserve it.
I disobeyed the colonel's order.
(speaking Portuguese)
(Kermit winces)
Good God.
Teddy: What?
Did you see this?
I heard another one jumped in the East River last week.
Edith: Have you no compassion?
Rats leaving the sinking ship.
For God's sake, Farrel.
I was actually about to...
These people are gamblers.
When they get lucky, they're financial geniuses,
when they lose, they come whining to the government for a handout.
Or shoot themselves in the ear.
You think it was the ear?
Edith: While you were in Louisiana,
hunting and planning nature conferences,
the stock market dropped five days in a row.
While it's on my mind, William,
have you heard about this move in the Senate to take away
my power to create parks and monuments?
-Taft: Yes. -They don't have the votes, do they?
Yes, they do, Theodore. They'll have it done within a week.
But Farrel and I have another 16 million acres to save.
Listen, now is not the time to discuss why the Senate thinks--
wrongly of course--
that you're acting more like a king than a President.
Those bastards are bought and paid for.
Theodore, I was going to tell you this after breakfast,
but perhaps, if Edith doesn't mind...
Please.
This country is in a very perilous situation.
Why? Because a couple of investors borrowed too much from a bank,
made a bad bet, and couldn't pay it back?
No, because the bank, which was huge,
lost all its money and then collapsed.
Now people across the country have lost faith
and they're pulling their money out of their banks and they're collapsing.
And if this continues, homes will be foreclosed upon
and families will take to the road
with their hungry children in tow.
That is what a financial crisis is.
My God, what a mess.
Finally, he arrives back.
How close are we to a crash?
A day or two at most. However...
Just have to get the Treasury to put in money to get back the confidence that...
That is the effort underway!
But...
Go on!
What are you hiding?
No one could reach you.
Knowing how you trust me, the Secretary of the Treasury
came to me and asked me if I thought you'd object
to the Treasury Department giving J.P. Morgan $25 million.
What? Why?
Mr. Morgan convened a group of fellow bankers
in an effort to avert disaster.
Why would we funnel our money through him of all people?
Because he jumped in first!
He understands the problem better than anyone!
He can maybe even fix it.
His group has already put in far more than we have,
with J.P. being the most generous of them all.
-Generous. -Theodore...
he'd survive any crash, no matter how severe.
He could even profit from it.
Are you telling me that you gave away control of the U.S. economy
to a private businessman?
Who might save you from being remembered
as the President who let America get flushed down the toilet!
Excuse me, Edith.
Where do we stand?
He wants a meeting.
(sighs)
I'm sorry, but I cannot invest any more money in a failing economy.
Why did you come down here?
I have a plan that might save the day,
but I need your word of honor on a certain matter.
Your word of honor as America,
your word of honor...
as Theodore Roosevelt,
son of my old friend.
Along with... how shall I put it...
a united group of associates,
I want to buy a failing coal and iron company in Tennessee.
I will pay more than it is worth, and by doing so,
I will not only save that company, but several large banks
it owes money to, which will collapse
if the Tennessee company defaults.
Are you following me so far?
-Yes. -If those banks crash,
all hell will break loose
and you'll be sending troops into the streets
and there'll be suffering and barbarism
such as this country has never seen before.
If the banks survive...
confidence will return.
Does this united group of associates have a name?
Hmm, U.S. Steel.
A very large company.
A very large, efficient company
with honorable men upon its board.
Including you.
What is it you want me to promise?
I will only buy this company if you promise me
it will not trigger another anti-monopoly lawsuit.
I only have nine months left in office.
For reasons that escape me, you're still immensely popular, Theodore,
and from what I've heard you're planning to throw your support
behind another popular man, and if you do,
people say he'll win and follow in your footsteps.
So, here we are, all in the same automobile,
hurtling toward a future that will either be painted
in the joyous colors of growth and optimism,
or shrouded by the blackest cloth of despair.
This would create a vast consortium of iron and steel companies.
Perhaps we should take a day or two to think this through.
Yesterday you said we only had a day or two.
Do you have another solution?
No.
You have my word, in front of my good friend,
adviser, and probable successor.
We see nothing wrong with this deal at all.
Isn't that right, Bill?
Go ahead.
Thank you, Theodore.
Thank you, Mr. Morgan
and Mr. Perkins.
Mr. President.
Mr. Taft.
Mr. Perkins.
It's nice to spend time with such selfless patriots.
Oh, don't you worry.
I'll get back at him.
Watch this.
Send Farrel Nash in!
(sighs)
I'm going to miss this place.
But I'll come back and see you.
If I win.
Oh, you'll win.
You'll win!
-(door opens) -Farrel!
Congress is going to clip my wings.
We have less than a week to draft executive orders of protection
that would normally take months.
Some of the land we want is owned by J.P. Morgan.
We will start with that.
Total secrecy.
Are we in?
Yes.
(sighs)
Taft: You were right. (chuckles)
(Taft straining)
(groaning)
(men laughing)
Theodore!
(straining)
(laughing)
I thought we were going to stop
this Presidential thievery.
Efforts are underway, and there is some hope,
but it looks like he's going to crawl in under the wire.
He takes the bait, chews it,
and spits it back at us.
Our Wyoming mining venture is dead,
and he's taken a million acres in trees from us in northern California.
He must win every battle.
What would it take...
to buy this man?
I don't think there is a price.
(chuckles)
Really?
Teddy: Then we can build locks,
which would allow ships to come from the Atlantic, through the Panama Gulf.
That's all well and good, but we can't dam anything
until we reach terms with the Colombians.
And President Marroquín doesn't want statesmanship, Will,
he wants money.
Then we should make an offer
to buy the province of Panama outright.
I don't think it will be difficult
to get the approval of both houses on the matter.
Agreed.
And it's in the Colombians' best interest
to let this project go through.
They will make a fortune when trade routes can pass
through the Continental Divide.
I want you to draft a letter to Marroquín.
Make him realize that the canal would be mutually advantageous.
I'll look it over in the morning.
Good night.
Good night, Theodore.
Teddy: Still working?
My criminal stomach has forced me from my work,
insisting upon a treat.
(chuckles)
Two thieves in the night.
Couldn't sleep?
I usually sleep like a log.
Taft: Hmm.
Uneasy?
Not about J.P. Morgan, I can tell you that.
Then what?
Oh, Kermit has a cough tonight.
I hear him from my bed, I must get up and see him.
I sit by his bed listening to him breathing.
It's the only fear I have, losing one of them.
The only fear?
Hm, I don't fear my own death. Do you?
Oh, I do.
Well, it's different for you.
There's so much more of you to die.
(chuckles)
(man speaking Portuguese)
You have a fine son.
Thank you.
I'm ashamed to say I forced him into this,
or rather his mother did.
I read somewhere that you traveled together before.
Yes. To Africa.
Yes, we had a bully time together.
But back then, he wasn't in a hurry to get married.
Oh.
What a coincidence.
My daughter is also getting married.
Oh?
She was angry with me for coming on this trip
because she thinks I won't get back in time.
When is the wedding?
April 29th.
What's the date today?
March 26th, Colonel.
And...?
Even if we escape this river soon
and reach the port of Belém,
I still have a 3,000-kilometer journey to Rio.
(speaking Portuguese)
(breathing heavily)
(speaking Portuguese)
(groans)
(speaking Portuguese)
Teddy: And...?
It looks like the bone is infected.
(cans rattling)
Julio.
(speaking Portuguese)
Julio!
(cocks gun)
(speaking Portuguese)
(gunshot)
No! Doctor!
-No! -(trigger clicking)
-Doctor! -(Paixao groaning)
(approaching footsteps)
Go after him! Go after him!
-Nash: Doctor! -Kermit: Julio!
Oh! Oh, my God...
(groans)
(approaching footsteps)
♪
(speaking Portuguese)
♪
(fires)
(playing Chopin's "Funeral March")
Can't you see how sick my father is?
I'm sorry, but I need to find Julio and take him to justice.
I think we should keep moving.
He killed, now let him be killed.
It's the law of the jungle.
I must respect the Brazilian law.
If I don't, how can I expect my men to?
I'm not leaving a man to die in the jungle,
even if he has killed one of mine.
You are going to kill my father.
Then I will be sorry,
but for men like your father and I,
there's always something beyond a single human life.
Do you agree, Colonel?
Is this what makes us different?
You must be heroic, whereas I just want to live?
Rondon: We are not heroes.
We are just infected with ideas.
Oh? And what infection is it that compels you
to put all our lives at risk?
(speaking Portuguese)
Teddy: Do what you must, Colonel.
(birds calling)
Huh?
(Julio shouting in Portuguese)
♪
(thunder rumbling)
Fifty-six degrees, 16 minutes, 34 seconds.
(Rondon speaking Portuguese)
A forest is not just a factory of wood.
It is also a reservoir of water
and a creator of oxygen.
A nation without trees is doomed.
J.P. Morgan calls me a thief.
Well, I am a thief.
I just stole 16 million acres of American trees,
so Americans can breathe clean air and drink clean waters.
So, if I am a thief,
what are J.P. Morgan and his timber friends?
Well, I'll tell you!
-They are vandals for a dollar! -(pounding podium)
Man: Yes!
They would chop down every tree in the land
and leave nothing but stumps and the wind blowing away dust
that once was fertile land,
-but I will not allow it! -(pounding podium)
I will not allow the destruction of what
is beautiful in nature and essential to our nation.
And that... (rapping podium) ...is that!
(applause)
Shall I tell you something I've never told you before?
Is it good or bad?
(laughs)
Well, I think it's good.
Might make you feel a bit...
What?
Go on.
The first time I...
heard you speak in public,
I became so...
excited...
I had to leave the hall.
And, occasionally...
it still happens.
Every time you...
(raps table)
...it's as if you're inside me.
(chuckles)
I must give more speeches.
(chuckling)
-(Teddy moans) -(Edith sighs)
(chuckling)
Well, that's one tree that didn't get chopped down.
(laughing)
Taft: Have you seen this one here?
(laughing)
Did you see this one?
No. Ah!
Well done, Theodore.
I must admit, I had my doubts, but well done.
"President Roosevelt more popular than ever!"
If a third term were allowed...
-No! -(laughter)
Don't even think that, Farrel.
I'm passing the baton to Will.
I'll help him win, and I couldn't be happier about it.
(speaking Portuguese)
What did he say?
He's not strong enough for surgery.
It could cause further infection.
(footsteps entering tent)
Kermit...
it's become clear to me
that not all of us are going to make it
out of this jungle alive.
I have been many things in my life,
but I will not be a burden.
-Not now. -Don't.
I want you to leave me here.
You'll all stand a better chance without me.
If you do what I think you are telling me you might do,
then you'll be a far worse burden,
because I will carry your body out,
and a dead weight, as everyone knows, is heavier than a live one.
(chuckles)
Even if the live one is a little lame.
You know, Kermit, I...
I don't...
I don't think I can make my own decisions anymore.
(moaning)
You may have to make them for me.
♪
(gulps)
Do you trust me to do that?
Yes.
♪
(speaking Portuguese)
♪