Iron Will Page #5

each other most.

It's okay, Gus.

You tried to kill my dog!

You want to fight, huh, kid?

You want to fight, huh?

So you want to fight!

What's the matter, kid,

you scared?

I'm beyond being scared

of you, mister.

Will.

No matter what he's done, you tell us

about it. We'll take care of it.

I oughta kill you.

If you ever come near me or my team again,

I'll kill you outright.

So help me God, I will.

Will, it's good to see you.

I was gettin' worried...

That's for using me and my family

to sell your damn newspapers...

and printing pictures that

are gonna make my mother worry.

You okay?

You all right?

Never figured him to threaten

a man with a gun.

What's tomorrow's headline...

Mr. Kingsley?

Ah, I should have never

made you do this, Gus.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

How are you, Will?

Oh, it's a fine, fine race

you're runnin'.

Angus McTeague,

official sponsor of the race.

I know who you are, sir.

Where are the others?

The others? Oh, no, no, no, no.

I came alone.

I wanted to thank ya

for savin' the life of my driver.

It was very noble of ya.

You came all the way here

to thank me, Mr. McTeague?

I may be young,

but I'm not dumb.

I was compelled to come...

when I saw the terrible

condition of you and your team.

You've put up

a brave fight, lad.

And there's not a man amongst us

that doesn't admire your effort.

But I do feel very strongly...

that for you to continue

would be risking your life.

I'm not quitting... if that's

what you're driving at.

Withdrawing...

with $3,000 in your pocket

isn't exactly quitting.

What $3,000?

I am prepared to offer you

a reward...

of $3,000.

That's a lot of money,

Mr. McTeague.

Oh, it is, son. It is.

Well, you sleep on it.

And ask yourself...

if you haven't already achieved

the goals you had starting out.

How do I know you'll pay?

I'm not saying I'm gonna do it.

-I just...

-Well, when you say...

you are gonna do it...

I'll personally

hand ya $3,000.

Now... you take care

of that wee doggy there.

He'd be a real beaut to lose.

What?

I didn't take it, did I?

Will?

Come on. This is crazy.

You need more sleep.

You oughta be happy, Mr. Kingsley.

It'll give you another headline.

You'd probably love

to see me die, wouldn't you?

-You've got my obituary

written up already, I bet.

-Will.

I wouldn't spend another minute with you

no-good, bunch of back-stabbing liars!

Get outta my way!

Let's go.

Easy, easy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Gus, you hear something?

You hear something, Gus?

What is that?

Okay, let's go, Curly.

Come on!

-Hi.

-Son, the whole town's waitin' on ya!

-There he is!

-It's Will!

Iron Will! Iron Will, my father

said to give these to you.

Said there's a few

hundred miles left in 'em.

Thanks. Uh, my name's Will Stoneman.

You might be confusing me...

To us, you're Iron Will,

American hero.

-That's what the papers call you.

-You're on the front page.

Every paper from here

to New York City.

Wait 'til you see!

The whole country's rooting for you!

Look at this, "Iron Will saves

the Icelander and takes the lead."

"Iron Will races

to save mother's farm."

"Iron Will vows to realize

father's dream."

"Iron Will...

America's hope."

America's hope!

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you all for everything.

Okay, let's go. Let's go.

God be with you!

Gus, they're sayin' we're heroes.

We better start racing like heroes, huh?

Iron Will,

can we run with ya?

We know a shortcut.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Come on, she's frozen, okay?

Is there a bridge around?

The train bridge. But it'll take us

two miles out of the way.

-That's where we'll cross.

-That's an awful waste of time.

That's where we'll cross,

all right?

Will! Train's coming!

Unhook the dogs!

No, there's not enough time.

Let's go!

Hurry!

No! No, no, no, Gus.

Whoa!

It's okay, it's okay!

Okay, let's move it!

Run, Will, run!

-Will!

-You look like death, boy.

-Grab a chair, kid.

I'll get you a drink.

-No.

I need a blacksmith.

My... my sled's busted.

-Now, tell me if this is too hot.

-Thank you.

-That's fine? All right.

-Yeah.

Ya see how rested they were?

I should have listened to those

boys and crossed the river.

Oh, my god.

Good evening.

If it's not

too much bother...

I'd like to talk

to the lad alone.

I'm prepared to raise the sum

considerably, Will.

-Let's say $5,000.

-Keep your money, Mc Teague.

I'm finishing this race

no matter how sick I am.

Son...

I don't think

you realize who I am.

But I do, Mc Teague.

In fact, I'd recognize you

from a pretty good distance.

-Kingsley! How long have you been

hidin' there? -Long enough.

Now, I suggest you get out of here

before I make you tomorrow's headline.

-We should talk about this.

-Maybe I'm not making myself clear.

If you bother the boy again,

trust me, the world will know it.

That felt good.

Can you wake me

in three hours?

Listen, kid, this is crazy.

You're gonna kill yourself.

You've gotta

sleep longer than that.

Make it two hours. Okay?

Two hours.

You got it, kid.

Mr. Kingsley? Thanks.

You're not so bad after all.

Don't get soft

on me now, kid.

Relax. The boy sleeps.

On the last day...

when one leads

the rest must follow.

Which fool will start the day?

Will.

Come on.

It's time.

-Oh, G...

-What is it?

-I can't get up. I can't move my arms and legs.

-That's it.

-I'm getting a doctor.

-No, no, no. I just gotta

get my blood going. Just...

Just help me.

-Aw, no!

-Will, you can't go on.

-Enough is enough! I'm gonna get a doctor.

-No.

I am one day short of the finish line.

Not you or anyone else is gonna stop me.

So, help me

or leave me alone.

It's not about me anymore.

It's about all those people,

all the people pulling for me.

It's about those boys.

They came out and cut trails.

-You, Will, huh?

-Ow! Ow!

-What about you?

-Just help me.

Hey, Gus. Hey.

Now, you gotta stay here if I'm

gonna have a chance at this thing.

You want to wake somebody,

mess everything up? Shh.

Okay. Okay.

We started this together.

We'll finish it together.

That's the way it oughta be.

You stay down.

Okay, we're gonna get goin'.

Stay there, Gus.

Let's go.

What?

The boy's gone!

Wake up!

Get off the train!

Get off the train!

The boy's gone!

The boy just left!

Wake Thorenson!

Get up!

Get up! Get up!

Hook up the teams!

Angus! Angus,

have you lost your mind?

A thousand dollars to the man

that beats that boy!

Come on! I wanna get

this shot! Quick, let's go!

Open up the gate!

Open the gate!

Get my teams out!

Go, laddies!

A thousand dollars! Do you

hear me? A thousand dollars...

to the man

that catches that boy!

Hut! Hut, hut!

"Once in a generation...

"an athlete pits himself against

such overwhelming odds...

that even the most jaded spectator

finds himself cheering breathlessly."

Harry, you're writing

from the heart.

I didn't know you had one.

This kid's the genuine article,

Lambert. He's A-1.

He sure gained your respect

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