Iron Will Page #6

with one solid hook.

You know something, Lambert?

Last night...

for the first time since I've

been in the newspaper business...

I actually felt excited

by what I do for a living.

Hut, hut!

Hut, hut!

Hut!

That's the finish line

right there.

-Are you Mrs. Stoneman?

-Yes.

Mrs. Stoneman, Harry Kingsley,

Kane Newspaper Syndicate.

I've been covering the race.

Mrs. Stoneman, this is one

of the few times in my life...

that I mean it when I say

it's truly an honor.

-Do you know where Will is?

-That's hard to say exactly.

-Is he all right?

-Mrs. Stoneman, if I know

anything about your son...

I'll guarantee you

he's all right.

Now it's down

to you and me, boyca.

And there's only one chance

left if you want to win.

There's a shorter trail

down there to St. Paul.

It's the only way you

get there before the others.

Why didn't they go that way?

You follow me and you'll

find out. Hut! Hut!

I didn't think

you was man enough!

Get!

Hut! Hut, hut!

When you come to face

the thing you fear...

let the Creator guide you.

Trust the dogs.

Trust yourself.

Damn you, river.

I'll beat you.

You took my father.

Come on!

Hup, hup, hup, hup!

Hut, hut!

Why you stop?

Come on!

Buster, come back!

Hut, hut!

First man out

is Albert Carey.

It's Albert Carey.

Wait a minute.

It's Stoneman!

It's Stoneman. He's coming out of the

woods a half a mile ahead of the Careys.

It's Stoneman!

-It's not possible! I don't believe it!

-Get out your checkbook!

-Is that my Will?

-The one and only... Iron Will.

Come on, Will!

Will, go!

Will.

-Oh, God.

-Will.

Get up.

Come on, boy!

You're almost home!

-Come on, Will!

-Come on, Will!

Come on, boy, go!

-Come on, Will! Go!

-Come on!

Iron Will!

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