The Lost City of Z Page #5

Please send that immediately.

Yes, sir.

Chase it!

Go on!

Go on, Brian.

That is Joan,

as you might have guessed.

Ugh, Jack!

Your daughter.

I didn't mean to do that.

Beautiful child.

Hello, Joan.

I'll fetch the boys.

No.

Let them finish.

When they're done, send them in.

It should be I who tells them

what has happened.

You're real.

Three, two, one, go!

How much they've grown.

You've done beautifully

with them.

My ball!

Hey, hey, come on!

Gentlemen,

welcome to our new home.

Thank you for coming

at such short notice.

- Sir John.

- Hello.

Professor.

Please, will you step this way.

Congratulations

on your knighthood.

Ah, thank you. I think

that you know everybody here.

Mr. James Murray arrived

in London just this morning.

We felt it critical to assemble

as soon as possible.

Congratulations

on your safe return.

It's a remarkable effort.

Mr. Murray contends

that you abandoned him.

Is this correct?

No, it is not.

He was given money and food.

It was an unfortunate

but necessary maneuver

in order to save lives.

Sir George,

we spent all our time...

Playing around in the mud

with the savages.

And I never saw any evidence

of a lost city.

You were the reason

we did not reach

our destination, Mr. Murray.

You poured paraffin

on our last supplies.

I reject that accusation,

sir John.

I cannot tolerate any further

insult from this young man.

I have retained counsel,

and I will proceed accordingly.

And as for his lackeys,

they are swine

and not to be trusted.

You should have been beaten

in the jungle

like the dog that you are.

Please, gentlemen,

our nation is now at war.

It ill becomes us to indulge

personal conflicts.

I earnestly beseech you

to come to an understanding.

Very well.

I most generously offer

that if you are willing

to apologize to me here

in front of this entire society,

I will consider withdrawing

my claims against the RGs

and yourself,

with certain conditions,

of course.

Well, major...

Will you apologize?

For the general good,

I am prepared to reconcile.

Thank you.

I will, of course,

need to hear

Mr. Murray's conditions.

On the day that I agreed

to join you on your mission

and allowed your star

to enter my sphere,

your wife was present

to witness your ascent.

My only condition

is that she again be present

to witness

your acknowledgment...

Of the wrongs...

That you have done to me.

Sir?

Mr. Murray,

the last time I saw you,

I was putting you on the only

remaining horse,

giving you far more

than your share of our food.

The men begged me

to leave you where you lay.

But I could not do that,

and as a consequence,

I saved your life.

You saved my life?

You saved my...

I demand an apology right now.

You will apologize to me.

I will apologize...

Thank you.

To my men.

I'm sorry I ever considered

Mr. Murray

worthy of your company...

And that I ever mistook

a man's rank for his mettle.

But I shall not

make that mistake again.

What your purpose is

in this ambush I cannot say.

But you need fear

no more embarrassment from me.

I hereby resign

from this institution,

and I shall proceed on my own.

No, please, major.

Please.

This is outrageous.

Please, you must reconsider!

Magnus!

I shall teach him.

What's wrong?

You've received a letter.

All former officers

not currently posted

must send their names

to the war office.

Let us hope it is

a brief conflict.

Talk to the boys.

Don't be concerned, my love.

I've spent a whole life

training for this.

Hello, boy.

Father.

Jack. Brian.

Has Harvey been walked?

Uh, no, not yet.

Right.

I'll do it.

Father, you will not have

to leave again, will you?

To fight?

If the reports are true,

I'm afraid I must.

Father, you've only just

returned.

It's... It's hardly fair.

I'm obligated to serve.

"Obligated"?

What of your obligation

to mother...

And... And to us...

Your family...

The family that you've chosen

to abandon for so many years?

Jack.

How dare you talk to me

like that?

How dare...

How dare you, father?

You...

You do not think of us.

You think of Indians or Germans,

or any other path to glory

that you can find.

Jack, stop it.

That's enough.

Mother, I will not stop!

You have returned a failure.

The papers are full of it!

And you want

to abandon us again?

- It's contemptible.

- Enough!

Percy.

I hate him.

Oh, Jack.

Everything your father has done

since the day

you came into this world

has been to better your life.

And for your own sake,

I hope one day

you will come to regret

the things you just said to him.

Please just go.

Please, please just go.

Well, what do you know, chief?

It appears our old friend

Mr. James Murray

is not so powerful after all.

Why do you say that?

The bastard's gone off

on an arctic expedition

with Canadians

and mutinied.

He's not been heard from since.

Take a look.

I'm sure his

"magnificent skills"

will bring him back safely.

Someone should warn the Eskimos

that Mr. Murray

is on the prowl.

- All right, major?

- Mr. Costin!

We swiped a medium

of fine spiritualistic skills

off the Russians.

Come.

She'll read your fortune.

Can't believe

we smuggled her in here.

Welcome to the world beyond.

Time's up.

Come on.

- It's the major's turn.

- Go on.

Let's hear the major's fortune!

Excellent.

We will be

in battle soon, madam.

Any spiritual aid

would be greatly appreciated.

You are the explorer?

I was...

As were these fine men,

who have transferred here

so we could all be together.

Give me your hand.

Feel my hand.

Listen to my voice.

Is it a forest?

You dream to be in a forest.

I wish to find a lost city.

Can you see yourself there now?

Try to picture it in your mind.

Yes.

I can see it.

You cannot

blind yourself to this vision.

What you seek

is far greater

than you ever imagined.

A vast land

bejeweled with peoples.

Your soul will never be quiet

until you find this new place.

It is your destiny.

With it, you will

illuminate the world.

Our world has set itself afire.

I must look elsewhere

to quench the Blaze.

Good morning, gentlemen.

- Sir.

- Good morning, sir.

When I was younger,

I ventured all

for king and country,

for place and rank.

I believed that to be

the makings of a man.

But my travels have taught me

such ambitions

are mere phantoms.

I know in our hearts...

We fight for our loved ones,

as we should.

But they are not here.

So, instead,

let us fight for each other!

Good luck.

And may god be with all of you.

And f*** the bloody boche!

Well said, Mr. Costin!

All right, then!

Into positions.

Come on, lads.

Come on!

Come on, boys!

Take out their gunner!

Take out their gunner

on the hill!

Move! Move!

Come on!

Keep going!

Come on!

Come on!

Push forward!

Gas! Gas!

Gas!

Gas!

Gas!

Manley, gas!

Manley!

Gas!

Darling, it is I.

We are here.

The children are here.

Nina.

Yes, my darling.

Come.

That is Joan.

Let him feel your face.

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