Iron Will Page #2

life getting back into me.

-The race is in a month.

You're not ready.

-But you can get me ready!

-Not in a month.

-Mom?

Mom? Mom?

I want to feel alive.

I want to feel like Dad's alive...

right here.

And I don't.

I don't.

Mom, he was gonna

do this for me.

Now, let me do it for him.

Just tell me one thing:

Is it possible?

-Let's go, Will?

-W-What?

What are you doing? Ned!

Ned, what are you do...

Ned! Ned!

What are you doing?

Ned! Ned!

Ned!

-Training begins now.

-Ned?

Ned? Ned, it's cold!

Ned! Ned!

Mom! Mom!

Mom, please, it's cold!

Mom, it's cold! Mom!

Hi, guys.

Fellas.

-Hmm. -The first few days

you sleep five hours.

Then four, then three, then two.

The last day you don't sleep.

You just run.

Run 'til the end.

You have to be strong.

You have to learn focus,

stamina... and balance.

Only the smart ones will finish.

You have to run longer and sleep less.

-It's your only chance.

-Run longer, sleep less.

You'll make friends who aren't friends,

enemies who want to hurt you.

-Be careful who you trust.

-How do I know who to trust?

-Trust the dogs.

Get...

-Can't I just use Curly?

-Gus is a champion.

Yeah, but Gus

doesn't respect me.

You have one chance. You must run

at night when the others have stopped.

Run with the moon. Embrace the darkness.

Grow hard with the cold.

Put pain from your mind. And on the last

day, when all will run at night...

you alone will be

friendly with the dark.

You will need

these medicines.

If you are ill,

this will give you strength.

If you are hurt...

this... will heal you.

Ten thousand dollars, Will.

You don't have to die for it.

If we lose the farm...

We'll lose it fighting.

But we're not gonna lose it.

Just come back alive.

Will!

Here.

It's supposed to be from me.

I think you're both crazy.

Will, I'm your best friend.

Don't matter what crazy things you do.

I just wish you could win.

I'll win. You can bet

all your money on that.

What's this?

-What?

-It's just...

being alone out there.

-Do you think I can do this?

-Matters most what you think.

I think you should come,

is what I think.

Be strong, boy.

Be brave.

Your father will be with you always.

He lives in your dreams.

Trust the dogs.

Trust yourself.

I will.

When you come to face

the thing you fear...

let the Creator guide you.

Ned...

take care of my mom.

Run longer.

Sleep less.

Wake up, son.

You're in Winnipeg.

Come on out of there. I'll show you

where you can put up your dogs.

Thanks, mister.

Somethin', ain't it?

Belongs to Mr.J. W. Harper...

sponsor of the dog derby.

His personal steam locomotive.

Well, that's what

I hear. Now...

Ladies and gentlemen...

from the great Clyde shipyards...

Angus McTeague.

Since the bankers control

all the money...

I think it right and proper

that Louis De Fountaine...

introduce his teams first.

My team consists of two racers

from our mother Canada:

from Quebec City,

Jacques Devereaux;

and from Montreal,

Jean Paul Remy.

Angus, your teams...

-if you please.

-Ladies and gentlemen...

I'd like to present

Hyurtur Groven...

and Thordur Thorenson

from far-off Iceland.

And the great

Norwegian champion...

Gunnar Tveit.

And racing independently...

Joe McPherson

from Butte, Montana.

The only American

in the race.

And from Sweden...

the old Scandinavian champion...

Borg Guillarson.

And now, ladies

and gentlemen, the president...

of the Great Northern Railroad

and sponsor of this derby...

J. W. Harper!

Thank you, Louis.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Racing for the

Great Northern Railroad...

I'm proud to introduce

Mike Riley from Calgary.

-Take a bow, Mike.

-Take it to 'em, Mike!

And the Canadian champion

Indian sledders, Gabriel and Albert.

The legendary Carey Brothers.

Ladies and gentlemen...

we are here about a race!

Yeah!

The race will commence

tomorrow noon...

from the great clock tower

in the heart of Winnipeg.

It will cover 522 miles.

Starting order for all teams

will be luck of the draw.

It will cover

the following route.

The first man to arrive at

Como Park Depot in St. Paul...

will be the winner.

-Any questions ab...

-Mr. Harper! Sir. Mr. Harper.

-Sir, I'm Will Stoneman from South Dakota.

-Let me through here.

-I'm here to enter the race.

-All right, lad. Let's go.

Let him alone.

Let him talk.

You say you're

registered to race?

You're Will Stoneman?

You're a boy!

I sent in my entrance form

and my $50.

-So, I want to run the race.

-You do, do you?

Might I ask, what for?

What for? For $10,000,

that's what for.

That sounds good to me!

-How much money you got, son?

-Two dollars. Why?

I'm afraid the penalty

for late registration is $10.

I'll give you

the $2 I've got now...

and the rest I'll pay

from my winnings.

I know what you're doing and I don't

like it. It's just 'cause I'm a kid.

Wait!

The Kane Newspaper Syndicate will

cover the boy's registration fee.

Now, Mr. Kingsley...

Sir, if this young man

is not allowed to compete...

twenty million Americans

who daily read Kane papers...

-will loudly cry, "Foul!"

-Here, here!

You're prepared to risk this young

man's life to sell some newspapers?

If it gets me back to

a warm office in Chicago I am.

-Son, how old are you?

-Almost eighteen.

This young man may be fighting

Germans in a trench soon, Harper.

A lot farther from home

than he is right now.

And you're saying he's not

man enough to run a dog race!

-Let the kid race.

-Let him race. He won't last

through the first day.

I'll last as long as

any man here, including you.

What's it gonna be, Mr. Harper?

One more racer...

-or 20 million angry readers?

-Let him race!

-Let him race!

-Let him race!

Take a seat, lad.

Someone get him a packet.

-Get the kid a cigar too.

-Music!

# My name is Kaiser Bill

I'm the fella you want to kill #

Hey, kid.

Son, look, have a cigar.

# But I hear a voice

of freedom calling #

# Far across the sea #

-# And this is what they say #

-Hi. Hi.

-# To me #

-Whoa!

#Go home, Kaiser Bill

Pack up your guns and beer#

# Pack up your guns and beer

Get yourself on out of here #

#Go home, Kaiser Bill

Better not test our will #

#We've almost had our fill

Go home, Kaiser Bill #

#Go home, Kaiser Bill

Pack up your guns and beer##

Not another word to these parasites, kid.

You're Kane property now.

-I'm nobody's property.

-It's just a figure of speech, that's all.

Just make sure you talk to me before them.

Harry Kingsley, at your service.

Sorry, I gave 'em away

to all the ladies.

You sure you want to sell

your soul to this devil?

All I know is

he put up my fee.

-I'm not here to sell anything.

-Of course you're not.

-Boy's got integrity.

-You'll cure him of that in no time.

That's cute.

Drink it. Can't trust

a man that doesn't drink.

To the best eight dollar

investment I ever made.

Can't die on me now, kid.

-I never drank before.

-You never raced before, either.

Uh, can I ask you something?

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