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'September 9th 1904. | 0:02:06 | 0:02:09 | |
'Onboard the Discovery, homeward bound from the Antarctic.' | 0:02:09 | 0:02:14 | |
'I hope I've added to the knowledge gleaned by Cook, Sir James Ross... | 0:02:14 | 0:02:18 | |
'and other explorers before me, but I've only touched the fringe.' | 0:02:18 | 0:02:24 | |
'I leave behind a whole continent - vast, mysterious, inhospitable... | 0:02:24 | 0:02:30 | |
'and still, to all intents and purposes, unknown.' | 0:02:30 | 0:02:34 | |
-Well, good night, Scott. -Good night, sir. -I'm sorry, that's how the land lies. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:06 | |
Thank you. | 0:04:06 | 0:04:08 | |
Good luck to you. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:10 | |
Sit up a little, Con. | 0:04:27 | 0:04:29 | |
-Hmm? -Sit up. | 0:04:29 | 0:04:31 | |
Sorry. | 0:04:31 | 0:04:33 | |
What's wrong? You can't go ahead. | 0:04:35 | 0:04:39 | |
We can go ahead, but the Treasury won't give us the money. | 0:04:39 | 0:04:43 | |
-Is that very bad? -Yes. It means I get the men but not the backing. | 0:04:43 | 0:04:48 | |
I'd have to make a public appeal. | 0:04:48 | 0:04:50 | |
Why don't you? | 0:04:50 | 0:04:53 | |
I might lose my chance in the Navy. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:57 | |
Then I'd need another job. | 0:04:57 | 0:05:00 | |
And that would mean discomfort and unpleasantness for you. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:04 | |
As far as I'm concerned, I'd take it on any day. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
As far as WE'RE concerned, any day. You knew the Antarctic before me. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:13 | |
I always knew you'd go back and I'm not the least jealous. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:18 | |
In fact, I don't think I'd love you as much if you didn't. Don't move. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:24 | |
Remember walking along the sands, after the tide had gone out? | 0:05:24 | 0:05:28 | |
-I asked what exploring meant to you. -Yes. | 0:05:28 | 0:05:32 | |
The sands were still wet and you said, "The fascination of making the first footmarks." | 0:05:32 | 0:05:40 | |
I'm a very, very lucky man. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:42 | |
Now, what shall it be? | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
"I appeal with confidence," or "I confidently appeal"? | 0:05:59 | 0:06:04 | |
"It is with confidence that we appeal." | 0:06:04 | 0:06:07 | |
BIRDSONG | 0:06:09 | 0:06:11 | |
Lunch. | 0:06:25 | 0:06:27 | |
Lunch is ready, dear. | 0:06:30 | 0:06:32 | |
Just in time, Oriana. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:33 | |
-What is it? -A flea. A rare one. | 0:06:33 | 0:06:37 | |
Just hold him while I get some spirit to preserve him. | 0:06:37 | 0:06:40 | |
No ordinary flea, Oriana, I'll send it to Rothschild's collection. | 0:06:59 | 0:07:04 | |
I might as well send him my souffle. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:06 | |
Is that done now? | 0:07:06 | 0:07:07 | |
Yes, quite done. | 0:07:07 | 0:07:10 | |
Never mind. How's the drawing going? | 0:07:10 | 0:07:14 | |
"Natterer's bat." Lovely name. | 0:07:14 | 0:07:16 | |
Oh, isn't it heavenly here, all on our own? | 0:07:16 | 0:07:20 | |
Except for dead bats. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
And grouse. I wish they wouldn't send them to you on holiday. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:27 | |
MOTOR CAR BACKFIRES | 0:07:27 | 0:07:29 | |
I'll go and see. | 0:07:29 | 0:07:31 | |
Natterer's bat. Natterer's bat. | 0:07:32 | 0:07:35 | |
Did you hear me, Mrs Wilson? I suppose you couldn't help it. | 0:07:39 | 0:07:44 | |
The car's exhausted by the gate. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:46 | |
-How far have you come? -Nearly a mile. Bill about? | 0:07:46 | 0:07:50 | |
-Do you want him? -I do, rather. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:53 | |
-He's working, you know. -Yes, I know. | 0:07:53 | 0:07:56 | |
-He's... -Working. | 0:07:56 | 0:07:59 | |
Come along. | 0:07:59 | 0:08:02 | |
It's Captain Scott. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:07 | |
-Hello, Con. -Hello, Bill. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
-Haven't seen much of you lately. -He's been on honeymoon. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:12 | |
I've been rather busy, but we hope to have a honeymoon, some day. | 0:08:12 | 0:08:17 | |
Well, Con, what's up? | 0:08:17 | 0:08:20 | |
Shackleton hasn't done it, Bill. | 0:08:20 | 0:08:22 | |
Nearly, but not quite. I'm going back. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:26 | |
Shall we go in? | 0:08:26 | 0:08:28 | |
Mind if I kick it up a bit? | 0:08:35 | 0:08:36 | |
No, carry on, they're your boots. How far did Shackleton get? | 0:08:36 | 0:08:41 | |
He got within 90 miles of the pole. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:44 | |
-Isn't 90 miles near enough? -No, because it isn't it. | 0:08:44 | 0:08:49 | |
It's not the South Pole. That's still there waiting. | 0:08:49 | 0:08:53 | |
And I think an Englishman should get there first. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:58 | |
What do you say? | 0:08:58 | 0:08:59 | |
I work for the Grouse Commission. | 0:08:59 | 0:09:01 | |
That's no obstacle. We shan't leave for at least a year. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:05 | |
My exploring days are over. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:08 | |
I don't want to get there first, just for the sake of it. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:11 | |
-But... -If it was a different proposition... | 0:09:11 | 0:09:15 | |
If the plan was to finish what we began on the Discovery expedition. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:19 | |
That is the idea, Bill, that's it. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:22 | |
We'll work right up to the pole. It'll be the best expedition ever. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:27 | |
Dozens of scientists under that most eminent scientist, Dr Wilson. | 0:09:27 | 0:09:32 | |
Heavens, that is different. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:34 | |
Come with me, Bill. | 0:09:34 | 0:09:36 | |
I couldn't let him go without me, could I, Oriana? | 0:09:38 | 0:09:42 | |
No. | 0:09:46 | 0:09:48 | |
Thank you. | 0:09:50 | 0:09:52 | |
I wonder if the motor will start. | 0:09:54 | 0:09:56 | |
Yes, I wonder. You can't go without eating. | 0:09:56 | 0:10:00 | |
No, of course not. | 0:10:00 | 0:10:02 | |
That's the fly you caught the two-pounder on. Remember? | 0:10:24 | 0:10:29 | |
Yes. A long time ago now. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:33 | |
Look, the gut's all perished. | 0:10:33 | 0:10:36 | |
So it is. | 0:10:36 | 0:10:38 | |
Oh, darling! Darling! | 0:10:40 | 0:10:43 | |
-Morning, Teddy. -Oh, good morning, sir. | 0:10:54 | 0:10:57 | |
What have you got there? | 0:10:57 | 0:10:58 | |
Well, it's a sort of cash chart. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:01 | |
That's the target. The date's there. That's contributions coming in. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:05 | |
Hmm. Long way to go yet. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:07 | |
-Anything in the post? -Not much money, plenty of people. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:11 | |
"Dear Sir, if I could join your expedition, I would become a British subject." | 0:11:11 | 0:11:17 | |
This boy says, "My dormitory's cold so I'm sure I'd be all right." | 0:11:17 | 0:11:24 | |
Let him down lightly. Anything else? | 0:11:24 | 0:11:26 | |
No cheques. Details of your lectures | 0:11:26 | 0:11:30 | |
Sir, there's a young lady here about a dog. | 0:11:30 | 0:11:33 | |
Dog? | 0:11:33 | 0:11:35 | |
Oh, show her in, Caroline. | 0:11:36 | 0:11:39 | |
-Name, please, miss? -Helen Field. | 0:11:40 | 0:11:43 | |
Chair, Teddy. Please sit down, Miss Field. | 0:11:43 | 0:11:48 | |
Thank you. I've brought you the money for a sledge dog. You said we might. | 0:11:48 | 0:11:55 | |
Very kind of you. My name is Scott. | 0:11:55 | 0:11:57 | |
-I know. -This is Evans, my second in command. -I didn't know that. How are you? | 0:11:57 | 0:12:04 | |
-How are you, Teddy? -Very well, thank you. | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
Here's the envelope with the money. from the school. And... | 0:12:06 | 0:12:11 | |
Miss Field, when business firms send us cheques, we're pleased enough... | 0:12:11 | 0:12:17 | |
but, somehow, this means more. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:21 | |
Please thank them tremendously. How many are there? | 0:12:21 | 0:12:24 | |
300, nearly. | 0:12:24 | 0:12:26 | |
Please thank them all. | 0:12:26 | 0:12:28 | |
We name the dogs after the schools that give them. What's yours called? | 0:12:28 | 0:12:33 | |
The South Hampstead High School for Girls. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:36 | |
We better just call him Hampstead. | 0:12:36 | 0:12:39 | |
..on such a dirty night to hear this talk. | 0:12:45 | 0:12:49 | |
During the past few days, I have had the pleasure, I should say the great pleasure... | 0:12:49 | 0:12:57 | |
of addressing meetings all over the country. | 0:12:57 | 0:13:00 | |
And knowing, as I do, the rivalry that exists among our towns, er, cities... | 0:13:00 | 0:13:07 | |
I hope that, as the result of this rivalry, | 0:13:07 | 0:13:11 | |
I shall be able to report to my committee in London... | 0:13:11 | 0:13:16 | |
that your city has gone one, | 0:13:16 | 0:13:20 | |
if not a great deal, better than your fellow cities. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:25 | |
Er, thank you. | 0:13:25 | 0:13:27 | |
RIPPLE OF APPLAUSE | 0:13:29 | 0:13:31 | |
We're very grateful to Captain Scott... | 0:13:32 | 0:13:35 | |
for coming to give us this account of the Antarctic. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:40 | |
If anyone wants to ask questions, Captain Scott will answer them. | 0:13:40 | 0:13:46 | |
Mr Chairman, I'm not averse to serving the national interest. | 0:13:49 | 0:13:54 | |
But why must this country send another expedition? | 0:13:54 | 0:13:59 | |
What about the Norwegians, Nansen? | 0:13:59 | 0:14:02 | |
Nansen gave up polar exploration. | 0:14:02 | 0:14:05 | |
What about that other feller? | 0:14:05 | 0:14:06 | |
-Amundsen is making for the North Pole not the South. -What's the difference? | 0:14:06 | 0:14:12 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:14:12 | 0:14:14 | |
What's the prospect of trade between us and the South Pole? | 0:14:14 | 0:14:18 | |
Is there any coal down there, anything I can buy or sell? | 0:14:18 | 0:14:23 | |
Sorry we didn't raise more, but I suppose every penny counts. | 0:14:26 | 0:14:30 | |
Can I drop you at the station? | 0:14:30 | 0:14:33 | |
-No, please don't bother. -Then good night and good luck. | 0:14:33 | 0:14:37 | |
Thank you. Good night. | 0:14:37 | 0:14:39 | |
Captain Scott? | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
Yes. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:49 | |
Glad I've caught you. I've come from India, want to join your show. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:54 | |
Good with horses. | 0:14:54 | 0:14:56 | |
You came 6,000 miles to join me? | 0:14:56 | 0:15:00 | |
-Yes, sir, landed this morning. -Who are you? | 0:15:00 | 0:15:03 | |
Oates. I'm with the Inniskillings. | 0:15:03 | 0:15:06 | |
Hmm. No sense in getting soaked. | 0:15:06 | 0:15:09 | |
That's better. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:14 | |
-Cavalry man, eh? -Yes, sir, Dragoons. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:18 | |
Know anything about the Antarctic? | 0:15:18 | 0:15:19 | |
Only what I've read. If you're taking ponies, I'll come in handy. | 0:15:19 | 0:15:24 | |
-Fit? -As a fiddle. | 0:15:24 | 0:15:26 | |
-Age? -29. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:28 | |
-Married? -No. | 0:15:28 | 0:15:30 | |
-It'll be tough. -I know. -As Hades. | 0:15:30 | 0:15:32 | |
But not so warm. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:35 | |
But I think we can manage it. | 0:15:35 | 0:15:38 | |
-We? -That's what I said. | 0:15:38 | 0:15:40 | |
You'll take me? | 0:15:40 | 0:15:42 | |
Glad to. You're on the strength. | 0:15:42 | 0:15:46 | |
-I say! -Here's a tram. Come on. | 0:15:46 | 0:15:49 | |
I say, just a moment. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:51 | |
This any good? | 0:15:53 | 0:15:55 | |
-This is for £1,000. -Yes. Any good? | 0:15:58 | 0:16:02 | |
'Instead of waiting for the money to come in, | 0:16:02 | 0:16:06 | |
'I'm trying out my motor sledges.' | 0:16:06 | 0:16:09 | |
CHEERING | 0:16:09 | 0:16:11 | |
You see, Dr Nansen? The wheels make a road as it goes along. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:28 | |
-What do you think of it? -Yes, what do you think? | 0:16:28 | 0:16:31 | |
-Dr Nansen doesn't like motors, dear. -That is so. I like dogs. | 0:16:31 | 0:16:37 | |
We should use modern inventions - somebody's got to try things out. | 0:16:37 | 0:16:44 | |
I'd take a wireless telegraph but it's too heavy. | 0:16:44 | 0:16:47 | |
Right, Captain, but I like dogs. | 0:16:47 | 0:16:51 | |
That's what Amundsen says. I've heard his plans to go to the North Pole. | 0:16:51 | 0:16:56 | |
Amundsen's my pupil, so, of course, he believes in dogs. | 0:16:56 | 0:17:01 | |
I'd hate to repeat my experience on the Discovery expedition. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:06 | |
We look on dogs rather differently. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:10 | |
More as friends. | 0:17:10 | 0:17:14 | |
Captain, a friend in need is a friend indeed. | 0:17:14 | 0:17:18 | |
The Antarctic is cold and cruel. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:21 | |
Even worse than the North. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:25 | |
A dog is an animal. When finished, | 0:17:25 | 0:17:28 | |
he's still useful to other dogs and even man, if need be. | 0:17:28 | 0:17:33 | |
That machine, when it is finished, is just a heap of metal in the snow. | 0:17:33 | 0:17:39 | |
You cannot eat it. | 0:17:40 | 0:17:43 | |
True. I'm not forgetting the lessons of the past. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:47 | |
But I want the new things, as well. I shall take dogs, ponies and motors. | 0:17:47 | 0:17:53 | |
I would take dogs, dogs and dogs. | 0:17:53 | 0:17:57 | |
Hello, Bill. Morning, Teddy. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:05 | |
-How's Kathleen? -Splendid. Come in. Morning, Atch. | 0:18:05 | 0:18:08 | |
-And the baby? -Wonderful - bald as a coot. | 0:18:08 | 0:18:10 | |
Morning, sir. | 0:18:10 | 0:18:12 | |
I'd know that mug anywhere. Come out of it, Taff Evans. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:17 | |
I was surprised you didn't apply to come with me this time, Evans. | 0:18:19 | 0:18:23 | |
I knew you'd send for me eventually. | 0:18:23 | 0:18:25 | |
-My release is through at last. -There's no hurry, Bill. | 0:18:27 | 0:18:30 | |
-Morning, sir. -Morning, Teddy. Look. | 0:18:30 | 0:18:33 | |
The rate the money's coming in, you can carve grouse until Christmas. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:37 | |
-It's depressing. Time's getting on. -None of us are getting any younger. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:43 | |
"11.30 - Bowers"? I told you not to make any more appointments. | 0:18:43 | 0:18:47 | |
He came from the Persian Gulf, sir. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
I couldn't say you wouldn't see him. | 0:18:49 | 0:18:51 | |
Hmm. Indian Marine Lieutenant. | 0:18:51 | 0:18:54 | |
-Doesn't say how old he is. -26, sir. Today, as a matter of fact. | 0:18:54 | 0:18:58 | |
-May I come in, sir? -You are, aren't you? | 0:18:58 | 0:19:01 | |
There's more to come, sir, with permission. The door was open. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:05 | |
True. | 0:19:05 | 0:19:06 | |
I heard my name. I did mention my age, sir. There, sir. 26. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:12 | |
Is that real, or something stuffed inside your coat? | 0:19:13 | 0:19:16 | |
Quite real, sir. | 0:19:16 | 0:19:19 | |
Hmm. Bill, how's this? | 0:19:19 | 0:19:21 | |
Well, I'd rather he hit Teddy than me. May he hit Teddy? | 0:19:22 | 0:19:27 | |
-Mmm, I don't see why not. -Sir, I'm senior to Bowers. | 0:19:27 | 0:19:31 | |
-Pity. -Sit down, Bowers. | 0:19:31 | 0:19:33 | |
Want to be first to reach the pole - out for a bit of white ribbon, eh? | 0:19:39 | 0:19:45 | |
No, sir. I know it sounds stupid to want adventure. | 0:19:45 | 0:19:49 | |
What do you mean? | 0:19:49 | 0:19:51 | |
Well, sir, get some extra knowledge | 0:19:51 | 0:19:55 | |
of the stars and land and weather and... | 0:19:55 | 0:19:59 | |
-And? -Other men's jobs. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:03 | |
Well, Bowers, to date, we've had 6,042 applications. | 0:20:04 | 0:20:09 | |
I'm afraid we can't take anybody else. | 0:20:09 | 0:20:12 | |
TELEPHONE RINGS | 0:20:12 | 0:20:14 | |
Hello? Good morning, Sir Clemence. | 0:20:15 | 0:20:19 | |
What? The grant is through. | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
How much? | 0:20:23 | 0:20:25 | |
I see. Yes, yes, of course. | 0:20:27 | 0:20:30 | |
Thanks for letting us know at once. Yes. Goodbye, sir. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:35 | |
-How much? -£20,000. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:38 | |
-A lot short of what we wanted. -But it makes it possible. | 0:20:38 | 0:20:41 | |
-We shall have to cut down a bit. -How about my side? | 0:20:41 | 0:20:44 | |
It'll still be the greatest science expedition to leave England. | 0:20:44 | 0:20:50 | |
-How will we do it? -One ship instead of two. There she is. | 0:20:50 | 0:20:55 | |
We can go, Bill. We're going. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:58 | |
What? I was going to kick you out. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:01 | |
I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll take you. How's that? | 0:21:01 | 0:21:05 | |
Thank you, sir. | 0:21:08 | 0:21:10 | |
-Oh, Bowers. -Yes, sir? | 0:21:11 | 0:21:13 | |
-Many happy returns. -Thank you very much, sir. | 0:21:13 | 0:21:17 | |
'The first leg of our journey, halfway round the world.' | 0:21:27 | 0:21:32 | |
BAND PLAYS JAUNTY MUSIC | 0:21:34 | 0:21:37 | |
Just a minute, son. Just a minute. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:59 | |
-Excuse me, sir. -Oi, you, stop it. | 0:22:02 | 0:22:05 | |
SPEAKS RUSSIAN | 0:22:14 | 0:22:16 | |
Where is Captain Scott, please? | 0:22:16 | 0:22:18 | |
SPEAKS RUSSIAN WHISTLE | 0:22:18 | 0:22:22 | |
Sonny, you come to Uncle. He's Russian, he don't understand. | 0:22:22 | 0:22:27 | |
This is for the owner. Up there. Not on the bridge, on the poop deck. | 0:22:27 | 0:22:32 | |
-Telegram, Captain Scott. -Oh? Oh, thank you. | 0:22:34 | 0:22:39 | |
-Thanks. -Any message for Peter? | 0:22:39 | 0:22:42 | |
Tell him I'll bring him a penguin. | 0:22:42 | 0:22:43 | |
SHIP'S HORN SOUNDS | 0:22:43 | 0:22:45 | |
Excuse me. | 0:22:52 | 0:22:54 | |
Goodbye. | 0:22:56 | 0:22:59 | |
God bless and keep you, my dearest. | 0:22:59 | 0:23:02 | |
Until... | 0:23:02 | 0:23:04 | |
All visitors ashore. Come along. | 0:23:05 | 0:23:08 | |
Think of me when you make those footmarks. | 0:23:08 | 0:23:10 | |
Every step of the way. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:12 | |
HORN SOUNDS | 0:23:12 | 0:23:13 | |
BELLS | 0:23:20 | 0:23:23 | |
Up gangway! | 0:23:23 | 0:23:25 | |
Hold on! | 0:23:27 | 0:23:29 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:23:32 | 0:23:33 | |
All right, carry on. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
BAND PLAY: Will Ye No Come Back Again? | 0:23:36 | 0:23:40 | |
Thousands of miles from a bookie and I get red-hot tip for the National! | 0:24:45 | 0:24:50 | |
-Is that a race? -A race? -Hook, line and sinker. | 0:24:50 | 0:24:55 | |
The Grouse Commission are thinking of us. They don't say what. | 0:24:56 | 0:25:01 | |
Here's one, sir. "Love to Hampstead and kind regards to the rest of you, Helen Field." | 0:25:01 | 0:25:08 | |
I've got another one here. | 0:25:08 | 0:25:11 | |
ENGINES THROB | 0:25:15 | 0:25:17 | |
"Am going South. Amundsen." | 0:25:17 | 0:25:20 | |
But I thought it was understood. | 0:25:21 | 0:25:23 | |
-Everyone did. -I can't believe it. | 0:25:23 | 0:25:26 | |
Perfectly true, read it yourself. | 0:25:26 | 0:25:29 | |
-From Madeira - so he's started. -Not very sporting, I must say. | 0:25:33 | 0:25:36 | |
ALL TALK AT ONCE | 0:25:36 | 0:25:39 | |
He changed his mind! | 0:25:39 | 0:25:41 | |
Anyone's allowed to change his mind. | 0:25:41 | 0:25:44 | |
He was going North, now he's going South, that's all. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:49 | |
-It means a lot to you, doesn't it? -You know damn well it does. | 0:25:59 | 0:26:04 | |
The Antarctic's enough to be up against without him butting in. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:10 | |
We're not rigged for racing. | 0:26:10 | 0:26:13 | |
Quite, Con. Quite. What would you do with all our scientists? | 0:26:13 | 0:26:18 | |
We'd be falling over each other. | 0:26:18 | 0:26:21 | |
You're right, Bill. You're right. | 0:26:21 | 0:26:24 | |
This is a scientific expedition. | 0:26:24 | 0:26:27 | |
I'm not going to be stampeded and I'm not going to take any risks. In fact, I'm not going to race. | 0:26:27 | 0:26:35 | |
Wonder what route he's taking. | 0:26:35 | 0:26:37 | |
'Wonderful to be free from problems, so difficult for me to handle. | 0:26:48 | 0:26:53 | |
'Whatever lies ahead, I'm now on my own ground.' | 0:26:53 | 0:26:57 | |
There, sir. The Great Ice Barrier. | 0:28:31 | 0:28:34 | |
400 miles long and 100 foot high. | 0:28:34 | 0:28:37 | |
'This is the best place. | 0:29:02 | 0:29:04 | |
'A sloping shore and a good stretch of bay ice.' | 0:29:04 | 0:29:08 | |
Steady - keep her straight on the lines. | 0:29:15 | 0:29:18 | |
Mush! Mush! | 0:29:32 | 0:29:34 | |
'With ponies, sledges, dogs and men, we've transported excellently. | 0:29:34 | 0:29:40 | |
'Bowers proved a perfect treasure.' | 0:29:40 | 0:29:43 | |
'There's not a case he doesn't know, or a single article he cannot find. | 0:29:43 | 0:29:47 | |
'So we are landed and the hut is up eight days after our arrival. | 0:29:47 | 0:29:52 | |
'A very good record.' | 0:29:52 | 0:29:54 | |
-Sir? -What is it, McKenzie? | 0:29:56 | 0:29:59 | |
We wondered if you'd take puss along. Show up well against the snow | 0:29:59 | 0:30:05 | |
-Hear, hear, sir. -It's very good of you fellers to suggest it... | 0:30:05 | 0:30:11 | |
but I can't take the luck from the ship. | 0:30:11 | 0:30:14 | |
-Great minds think alike, eh? -Yes, sir. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:18 | |
Goodbye, Pennell. Best of luck. | 0:30:20 | 0:30:22 | |
-And to you, sir. -See you in about...a year's time! | 0:30:22 | 0:30:26 | |
Yes, sir. | 0:30:26 | 0:30:28 | |
'The ship will drop Campbell's party further up the coast. | 0:30:28 | 0:30:33 | |
'What news shall we have for her when she returns next summer?' | 0:30:33 | 0:30:36 | |
'There is much for us all to do while the daylight lasts. | 0:30:43 | 0:30:47 | |
'When the sun does go, we shan't see it for half a year.' | 0:30:47 | 0:30:52 | |
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! | 0:30:56 | 0:30:58 | |
Hello! | 0:31:26 | 0:31:29 | |
Hi, don't go away. Come back, there's nothing to worry about. | 0:31:29 | 0:31:34 | |
Well, winter's almost on us. | 0:31:45 | 0:31:47 | |
We're sitting tight for six months. So I'll go over what's ahead when the sun comes back. | 0:31:47 | 0:31:53 | |
This chart makes things easy to understand. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:58 | |
-Can you see all right at the back? -Yes, sir. -We're here, just above the sea ice. | 0:31:58 | 0:32:04 | |
First stage is the Great Ice Barrier. | 0:32:04 | 0:32:07 | |
About 400 miles to cross. Then come mountains, 9,000 feet high. | 0:32:07 | 0:32:12 | |
We get up the Beardmore Glacier, over 100 miles of it. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:18 | |
Lastly, the plateau. Another 350 miles along that to the pole. | 0:32:18 | 0:32:23 | |
Now, about ways and means. | 0:32:26 | 0:32:28 | |
The secret of travel in the Antarctic is food and fuel. | 0:32:28 | 0:32:32 | |
Hot food takes one further than cold. There's no living off the land. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:37 | |
Every ounce will be carried and depoted to supply us on the way home. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:44 | |
Give me a hand with the other one, Bill, will you? | 0:32:44 | 0:32:47 | |
You see these depots marked here? Up to the last, One Ton. | 0:32:53 | 0:32:57 | |
We've put them down this summer, to save weight next summer. | 0:32:57 | 0:33:01 | |
Beyond, on the outward journey, Southern Party will put down more depots, every so often. | 0:33:01 | 0:33:09 | |
The resources of the entire party will be devoted to getting four men into a position... | 0:33:09 | 0:33:16 | |
from which they can make their final bid for the pole. | 0:33:16 | 0:33:21 | |
Outward - tractors, ponies and dogs will haul as much as they can, as far as they can. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:27 | |
From then on, with no machines or animals, it's up to us. | 0:33:27 | 0:33:31 | |
From the glacier to the pole and all the way back, man-hauling. | 0:33:31 | 0:33:35 | |
Now, the time margin is very small. | 0:33:35 | 0:33:39 | |
As ponies can't stand the lowest temperatures, we'll have to start later. | 0:33:39 | 0:33:45 | |
We must move faster than Shackleton to stand any chance of getting back. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:50 | |
Getting back before the darkness and winter blizzards set in again. | 0:33:50 | 0:33:55 | |
Is that all clear? Any questions? | 0:33:55 | 0:33:58 | |
-I know one I'd like to ask him. -Which four, eh? | 0:34:02 | 0:34:05 | |
SHIP'S HORN SOUNDS | 0:34:05 | 0:34:07 | |
The ship! She's back! | 0:34:09 | 0:34:11 | |
-What's up, Pennell? -Came across Amundsen, sir! | 0:34:31 | 0:34:34 | |
-Where? -Bay of Whales. | 0:34:34 | 0:34:36 | |
400 miles away. That's next door out here. | 0:34:36 | 0:34:41 | |
How many men's he got with him? | 0:34:41 | 0:34:42 | |
Only 19. More than 100 dogs. Never seen so many dogs. | 0:34:42 | 0:34:47 | |
He's got some cheek. We found this. | 0:34:47 | 0:34:49 | |
A million miles to choose from and he has to pick a bit of ours. | 0:34:49 | 0:34:54 | |
The Antarctic's big enough. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:56 | |
Thanks for the news. You better get out again before the sea freezes. | 0:34:56 | 0:35:01 | |
I'll be glad when we've done the pole and can get down to some real work. Won't you, Bill? | 0:35:01 | 0:35:06 | |
WIND WHISTLES | 0:35:09 | 0:35:11 | |
TAPPING ON TYPEWRITER | 0:35:18 | 0:35:20 | |
Shut that door! | 0:35:42 | 0:35:44 | |
PONIES WHINNY | 0:35:53 | 0:35:55 | |
DOGS YELP | 0:35:55 | 0:35:57 | |
Giving tongue, aren't they? | 0:36:00 | 0:36:03 | |
Well, good night, all. | 0:36:03 | 0:36:05 | |
-Good night, Pongo. -Brrr! | 0:36:05 | 0:36:07 | |
-Goodnight, Uncle Bill. -Goodnight, Atch. | 0:36:20 | 0:36:25 | |
GRAMOPHONE PLAYS BALLAD | 0:36:25 | 0:36:29 | |
-Good night, sir. -Good night, Lashly. | 0:37:19 | 0:37:23 | |
WIND HOWLS | 0:37:46 | 0:37:48 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:37:57 | 0:37:59 | |
Gentlemen, one more toast. Sweethearts and wives. | 0:38:08 | 0:38:11 | |
-ALL: -Sweethearts and wives. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:13 | |
Here's to myself and another And may that other be she. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:17 | |
Who drinks to herself and another And may that other be me. | 0:38:17 | 0:38:22 | |
-Jolly good. -I'll drink to that. | 0:38:22 | 0:38:24 | |
"Other be I", surely. | 0:38:24 | 0:38:26 | |
Gentlemen, the famous Russian dancers - Dmitri and Oatesikowsky! | 0:38:26 | 0:38:32 | |
PIANOLA | 0:38:32 | 0:38:34 | |
LAUGHTER AND CHEERING | 0:38:49 | 0:38:51 | |
Very good, Dmitri. | 0:39:38 | 0:39:40 | |
Gentlemen, Mr Ponting will recite. | 0:39:40 | 0:39:43 | |
All right. Give us the doings, someone. | 0:39:47 | 0:39:50 | |
"The Sleeping Bag", a poem. | 0:39:53 | 0:39:55 | |
On the outside grows the fur side On the inside grows the skin side | 0:39:57 | 0:40:00 | |
So the first side is the outside And the skin side is the inside | 0:40:00 | 0:40:04 | |
One side likes the skin side inside And the fur side on the outside | 0:40:04 | 0:40:08 | |
Others like the skin side outside And the fur side on the inside | 0:40:08 | 0:40:12 | |
If you turn the skin side outside Thinking you'll side with that side | 0:40:12 | 0:40:16 | |
Then the soft side, fur side's inside | 0:40:16 | 0:40:19 | |
Which some argue is the wrong side | 0:40:19 | 0:40:21 | |
If you turn the fur side outside As you say, it grows on that side | 0:40:21 | 0:40:25 | |
Then your outside's next to skin side | 0:40:25 | 0:40:27 | |
Which for comfort's not the right side | 0:40:27 | 0:40:29 | |
The skin side is the cold side and your outside's not your warm side | 0:40:29 | 0:40:33 | |
And two cold sides side-by-side are not right side, one side decides! | 0:40:33 | 0:40:38 | |
You decide to side with that side, turn the top side fur side inside | 0:40:38 | 0:40:42 | |
Then the cold side, hard side skin side | 0:40:42 | 0:40:45 | |
Beyond all question, inside out! | 0:40:45 | 0:40:47 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:40:47 | 0:40:49 | |
ALL: Well done, that man! Well done, that man! | 0:40:49 | 0:40:54 | |
Well done, Bowers. | 0:40:54 | 0:40:56 | |
# When the snow lay round about | 0:40:56 | 0:41:00 | |
# Deep and crisp and even | 0:41:00 | 0:41:05 | |
# Brightly shone the moon that night | 0:41:05 | 0:41:09 | |
# Though the frost was cruel | 0:41:09 | 0:41:13 | |
# When a poor man came in sight | 0:41:13 | 0:41:18 | |
# Gathering winter fuel. # | 0:41:18 | 0:41:24 | |
Christopher, you're a toad. | 0:41:27 | 0:41:29 | |
You're in good form, Soldier, how about these fellers? | 0:41:34 | 0:41:39 | |
Not too dusty, considering. | 0:41:39 | 0:41:42 | |
Will they get us across the barrier in spring? | 0:41:42 | 0:41:44 | |
Can't say yet. | 0:41:45 | 0:41:48 | |
One or two I'm a bit worried about. | 0:41:48 | 0:41:51 | |
Nobby's all right. | 0:41:51 | 0:41:53 | |
So's James Pig. | 0:41:53 | 0:41:55 | |
Gee-hew, I'm not so sure. | 0:41:58 | 0:42:01 | |
This feller Amundsen, can he do it, do you think, just with dogs? | 0:42:03 | 0:42:09 | |
I can't say. Can't say. | 0:42:09 | 0:42:12 | |
Norwegians are better with dogs than us and our using these chaps means making a later start. | 0:42:12 | 0:42:20 | |
His base is 80 miles nearer the pole but he's crossing unknown country. | 0:42:20 | 0:42:26 | |
It all depends on whether he finds another way up to the plateau. | 0:42:26 | 0:42:31 | |
Just a matter of luck. | 0:42:31 | 0:42:34 | |
But they're tough people, no doubt about it. | 0:42:34 | 0:42:38 | |
'It's glorious to stand in brilliant sunshine again. | 0:43:09 | 0:43:13 | |
'It's in the lap of the gods. I can think of nothing left undone to deserve success.' | 0:43:13 | 0:43:19 | |
-Come along, Crean! -Just a minute, sir. | 0:43:19 | 0:43:21 | |
Hurry up, Pongo. | 0:43:21 | 0:43:23 | |
-Hurry up, Teddy. -Aye, aye, sir. | 0:43:27 | 0:43:29 | |
Right, Lashly, let's have another go. | 0:43:29 | 0:43:33 | |
Right-ho, Teddy. Good luck! | 0:43:42 | 0:43:44 | |
ENGINES SPLUTTER AND BACKFIRE | 0:43:45 | 0:43:48 | |
Come on, the Baltic Fleet! | 0:44:03 | 0:44:05 | |
'The slowest ponies first - with Atkinson, Wright and Keohane.' | 0:44:05 | 0:44:10 | |
Birdy! | 0:44:12 | 0:44:14 | |
'Bowers, Crean, Cherry-Garrard. | 0:44:14 | 0:44:17 | |
'Evans with Smasher. | 0:44:19 | 0:44:21 | |
'Evans is a tower of strength, sound and as hard as ever. | 0:44:21 | 0:44:25 | |
'Wilson with Nobby. | 0:44:27 | 0:44:29 | |
'Oates with Christopher - biggest handful of the lot. | 0:44:30 | 0:44:35 | |
'And myself with Snibbets. | 0:44:35 | 0:44:38 | |
'16 men, all told. | 0:44:40 | 0:44:42 | |
'Four days out, all ponies going well.' | 0:44:53 | 0:44:57 | |
Mush! Mush! | 0:44:59 | 0:45:01 | |
Mush! Mush! | 0:45:01 | 0:45:03 | |
Steady! | 0:45:10 | 0:45:12 | |
DOGS HOWL | 0:45:15 | 0:45:18 | |
'Antarctic air sharpens appetites. | 0:45:27 | 0:45:29 | |
'We're always ready for our pemmican, followed by tea or cocoa.' | 0:45:29 | 0:45:35 | |
Here you are, Studdy, Hampstead. | 0:45:35 | 0:45:37 | |
Just a heap of metal in the snow. | 0:45:59 | 0:46:02 | |
There's still the other one. | 0:46:02 | 0:46:05 | |
I hope so, Bill. I certainly hope so. | 0:46:05 | 0:46:09 | |
MACHINERY CLANKS | 0:46:09 | 0:46:11 | |
I'm afraid that's it, sir. | 0:46:15 | 0:46:18 | |
We'll have to man-haul till the others catch us up. | 0:46:19 | 0:46:23 | |
'Both motors have fallen out. | 0:46:31 | 0:46:34 | |
'Now all depends on the ponies.' | 0:46:34 | 0:46:37 | |
Whoa, back! | 0:46:37 | 0:46:39 | |
Now, Christopher! Whoa back! | 0:46:39 | 0:46:43 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:46:43 | 0:46:45 | |
'We're marching by midnight sun, | 0:46:46 | 0:46:49 | |
'so the ponies rest at the warmest time of the day.' | 0:46:49 | 0:46:54 | |
WIND WHISTLES | 0:46:54 | 0:46:56 | |
Sir, I've been totting up on the hay we have aboard. | 0:47:09 | 0:47:13 | |
Is none of them ponies coming back? | 0:47:13 | 0:47:16 | |
'Fraid not, Crean. | 0:47:16 | 0:47:18 | |
PONIES WHINNY | 0:47:21 | 0:47:23 | |
Soon meat - much meat, fresh meat. | 0:47:24 | 0:47:28 | |
'More than halfway to the glacier... | 0:47:31 | 0:47:35 | |
'but it's still rather touch-and-go with the ponies.' | 0:47:35 | 0:47:39 | |
Here it is! Hey, Teddy! | 0:47:41 | 0:47:43 | |
-Sir! -150 miles since the motors let you down. Well done. | 0:47:46 | 0:47:51 | |
Shall we get them to the glacier? | 0:47:55 | 0:47:58 | |
Gee-hew's about done, I'm afraid. Still, he's paid his way. | 0:47:58 | 0:48:03 | |
It's strange, but when I write to Oriana, I can see so clearly the place the letter's going to. | 0:48:11 | 0:48:18 | |
-But her face is always misty. -Yes. Yes, I know what you mean. | 0:48:18 | 0:48:24 | |
When I try and see Kathleen, there's always a feature I can't get. | 0:48:24 | 0:48:29 | |
Very odd. I feel the same about my horse. | 0:48:29 | 0:48:32 | |
I can see the paddock all right, but I can't get the chap's muzzle. | 0:48:32 | 0:48:38 | |
This is as far as we go together. Thank you, Day, Hooper. | 0:48:38 | 0:48:42 | |
-Thank you, sir. -Goodbye. Good luck. | 0:48:42 | 0:48:45 | |
-Thank you, sir. -Don't forget the letters, Day. -No, sir. | 0:48:45 | 0:48:49 | |
Bye, you fellers! | 0:48:52 | 0:48:55 | |
Goodbye! | 0:48:55 | 0:48:57 | |
Gee-hew. | 0:49:04 | 0:49:06 | |
Atch! | 0:49:07 | 0:49:09 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:49:22 | 0:49:24 | |
'The blizzard lost us five days. We're well behind Shackleton's time. | 0:50:11 | 0:50:17 | |
'We must get the ponies on a little further.' | 0:50:17 | 0:50:21 | |
We can't be far from the glacier now. Wherever we are, this is the finish. | 0:50:41 | 0:50:46 | |
Crean. | 0:50:49 | 0:50:50 | |
Birdy! | 0:51:08 | 0:51:09 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:51:26 | 0:51:27 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:51:34 | 0:51:36 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:51:40 | 0:51:42 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:51:46 | 0:51:48 | |
DOGS HOWL | 0:51:49 | 0:51:51 | |
Well, Christopher, old man. | 0:51:56 | 0:51:59 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:52:00 | 0:52:02 | |
Look! | 0:52:16 | 0:52:17 | |
Well, they did it. I congratulate you, Titus. | 0:52:26 | 0:52:29 | |
And I thank you, Titus. | 0:52:29 | 0:52:32 | |
The glacier tomorrow, Bill. | 0:52:35 | 0:52:37 | |
-Dmitri! -Sir? -Here's the mail. Good luck. | 0:52:42 | 0:52:47 | |
Bye, sir. | 0:52:47 | 0:52:49 | |
-Goodbye, Dmitri. -Goodbye, Dmitri. -Good luck, boy. | 0:52:50 | 0:52:53 | |
Do svidanya! | 0:52:53 | 0:52:55 | |
Mush! Mush! | 0:52:55 | 0:52:57 | |
-Goodbye, Meares. Have a good run. -Thank you, sir. Best of luck to you. | 0:53:00 | 0:53:04 | |
-Thanks. -Mush! Mush! | 0:53:04 | 0:53:07 | |
'12 men with three sledges, man-hauling.' | 0:53:27 | 0:53:31 | |
Brandy, Bill? What's this for? | 0:54:41 | 0:54:44 | |
That, my dear Titus, is purely medicinal. Kindly hand it to me. | 0:54:44 | 0:54:49 | |
'We've climbed 4,000 feet. | 0:54:51 | 0:54:53 | |
'We've been toiling for five days but are barely halfway up. | 0:54:53 | 0:54:57 | |
'Surely we were right not to bring the dogs on?' | 0:54:57 | 0:55:01 | |
-That way! -Aye, aye, sir. -Ready? Heave. | 0:56:06 | 0:56:11 | |
Ready? Heave. | 0:56:16 | 0:56:19 | |
Birdy, better leave a flag here. Seems to be a good way up. | 0:56:59 | 0:57:03 | |
Aye, aye, sir. | 0:57:03 | 0:57:05 | |
That's what Shackleton called "Buckley Island". | 0:57:44 | 0:57:47 | |
-Top of the glacier, sir? -That's right. Our last big climb. | 0:57:47 | 0:57:53 | |
We'll be at the top for Christmas dinner. | 0:57:53 | 0:57:56 | |
That's right, Lashly, merry Christmas is the word. | 0:57:56 | 0:58:00 | |
Take the strain, Crean. Toss him a line, Birdy. | 0:58:03 | 0:58:07 | |
-You all right, Lashly? -Yes, sir. Sure to be. | 0:58:16 | 0:58:20 | |
It's my birthday, too. | 0:58:20 | 0:58:22 | |
-Many happy returns, Lashly. -Right, Birdy. Right, Crean. | 0:58:22 | 0:58:27 | |
Hold in. Heave. | 0:58:27 | 0:58:29 | |
Caramel? | 0:58:36 | 0:58:38 | |
-Thank you, sir. -Thank you, Bill. | 0:58:38 | 0:58:41 | |
-Atch? -Thank you, Uncle Bill. | 0:58:43 | 0:58:47 | |
-Soldier, you're a marvel. -Christmas comes but once a year. | 0:58:47 | 0:58:51 | |
-Christmas comes and Atch goes, eh? -Yes, worse luck. | 0:58:51 | 0:58:55 | |
Mmm. Good. | 0:58:58 | 0:59:01 | |
Pemmican and pony, how do you do it, Titus? | 0:59:01 | 0:59:04 | |
-Simple. You've had short rations all week. -Oh-ho! | 0:59:04 | 0:59:09 | |
-Well, it was worth it. -Thank you, sir. | 0:59:09 | 0:59:13 | |
Atch? | 0:59:14 | 0:59:16 | |
What do you have to have to be given brandy? | 0:59:16 | 0:59:20 | |
Leprosy. Plague. | 0:59:20 | 0:59:23 | |
Or just an ordinary fit. | 0:59:23 | 0:59:26 | |
Fit, eh? | 0:59:26 | 0:59:28 | |
-Er, more, sir? -Oh, sorry, sir. -That's all right, Atch. It's crowded. | 0:59:28 | 0:59:35 | |
-We ought to eat by numbers. -Don't put too much faith in numbers. | 0:59:35 | 0:59:38 | |
Carry on, Evans. Story coming. | 0:59:38 | 0:59:40 | |
Hardly a story exactly, sir. | 0:59:40 | 0:59:43 | |
But I remember, at Whale Island, we had a PO gunnery instructor, on a gun with a new-fangled action. | 0:59:43 | 0:59:51 | |
You had to push a button near the breech with your left thumb... | 0:59:51 | 0:59:55 | |
then whang in the block. | 0:59:55 | 0:59:58 | |
Some got the movements too close together. | 0:59:58 | 1:00:01 | |
In goes the block and off comes the top of their thumb. | 1:00:01 | 1:00:06 | |
This PO is tired of seeing people with no tops of their thumb and he says, | 1:00:06 | 1:00:12 | |
"Listen, flat-footed soldiers, let's have no more of this." | 1:00:12 | 1:00:16 | |
"I'll demonstrate to you slowly, by numbers." | 1:00:16 | 1:00:20 | |
"One, open the breech. Two, press the button with the left thumb... | 1:00:20 | 1:00:23 | |
"..and, three, send home the block with the right hand." | 1:00:24 | 1:00:29 | |
"And that's how you lose the top of your bloody thumb!" | 1:00:29 | 1:00:33 | |
-Whoa! Whoa! -Keep back, keep back! -Eeuurggh! Brandy, brandy! Brandy! | 1:00:33 | 1:00:38 | |
That's out of date, Titus. This is the modern treatment! | 1:00:39 | 1:00:43 | |
No! No! | 1:00:43 | 1:00:45 | |
No! Stop it! | 1:00:45 | 1:00:47 | |
'9,000 feet up, the barrier and the glacier behind us. | 1:01:06 | 1:01:11 | |
'It should be level going now. All the way to our goal.' | 1:01:11 | 1:01:15 | |
Bye, Atch. Look out for us about the beginning of March. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:30 | |
With any luck, we'll be back before the ship has to go. | 1:01:30 | 1:01:35 | |
I hope I haven't disappointed you? | 1:01:35 | 1:01:37 | |
No. It was a sheer toss-up whether you or Titus went on from here. | 1:01:37 | 1:01:41 | |
Really? Who's going on the last lap? | 1:01:41 | 1:01:45 | |
Don't suppose it's settled. Four of us. We're all hoping. | 1:01:45 | 1:01:50 | |
Ready? Heave. | 1:01:50 | 1:01:52 | |
-Bye, boys! -Goodbye! -Goodbye, fellers! | 1:01:52 | 1:01:57 | |
'Eight men with two sledges. Man-hauling.' | 1:02:19 | 1:02:23 | |
-This wind! -Help us on the way back, though. | 1:02:25 | 1:02:29 | |
Hardest decision of the lot, Bill. | 1:02:52 | 1:02:55 | |
And the one where you can't help me. | 1:02:55 | 1:02:57 | |
Can we depot our skis here? Help lighten our sledge. | 1:03:07 | 1:03:12 | |
Yes, all right. Leave your lot here. Return party can pick 'em up. | 1:03:12 | 1:03:17 | |
Whoever they are. | 1:03:17 | 1:03:19 | |
We'll make lunch camp here. Let you get ahead a bit. | 1:03:19 | 1:03:24 | |
'Is my team the best? Is it? | 1:03:46 | 1:03:49 | |
'How will we know the toughest? Bill and I. Yes, that's two. | 1:03:49 | 1:03:54 | |
'Taff Evans, of course. Soldier. Soldier, too. | 1:03:55 | 1:04:00 | |
'All right. Our four. Our four? What about Teddy's?' | 1:04:00 | 1:04:07 | |
Halt. | 1:04:12 | 1:04:15 | |
Carry on, Bill. | 1:04:15 | 1:04:17 | |
Ready? Heave. | 1:04:20 | 1:04:22 | |
'The best four men. Who are the best four? | 1:04:33 | 1:04:37 | |
'Teddy? Birdy? Lashly? Crean?' | 1:04:38 | 1:04:42 | |
Last letters home go tomorrow. | 1:05:14 | 1:05:16 | |
You're too big, both of you. | 1:05:22 | 1:05:24 | |
What the captain wants is a middler. | 1:05:24 | 1:05:27 | |
-About five foot eight. -What might you be? -Five foot eight. | 1:05:27 | 1:05:33 | |
Ooh. | 1:05:33 | 1:05:34 | |
Here comes the Captain. | 1:05:36 | 1:05:38 | |
Well done, lads. First-class job. | 1:05:44 | 1:05:47 | |
Lashly, Crean. It's only fair to tell you, you're not coming with us tomorrow. | 1:05:47 | 1:05:54 | |
I'm very sorry indeed. You were splendid. I won't forget it. | 1:05:54 | 1:05:59 | |
-Thank you, sir. -Thank you, sir. | 1:05:59 | 1:06:01 | |
And me, sir? | 1:06:01 | 1:06:03 | |
You'll be coming on. | 1:06:03 | 1:06:05 | |
Thank you, sir. | 1:06:05 | 1:06:08 | |
Good for you, Taff. | 1:06:08 | 1:06:11 | |
You're a lucky devil, Taff. You always were. | 1:06:11 | 1:06:15 | |
Teddy. | 1:06:15 | 1:06:17 | |
Yes, sir? | 1:06:18 | 1:06:20 | |
About tomorrow. | 1:06:22 | 1:06:25 | |
I've given a lot of thought to the matter and I've decided that my four should go on. | 1:06:25 | 1:06:32 | |
I see, sir. | 1:06:33 | 1:06:36 | |
There's one other thing. | 1:06:36 | 1:06:38 | |
I want to take Bowers, if you can spare him. | 1:06:38 | 1:06:42 | |
-Five, sir? -Yes. | 1:06:42 | 1:06:46 | |
Right. | 1:06:47 | 1:06:49 | |
And Teddy... | 1:06:51 | 1:06:53 | |
Sorry. | 1:06:54 | 1:06:57 | |
Thank you, sir. | 1:06:57 | 1:06:59 | |
I'm taking five. | 1:07:17 | 1:07:20 | |
-Five? -You, me, Bowers, Oates, and Taff Evans as the strongest. | 1:07:20 | 1:07:25 | |
A scientist, sailors and a soldier. What better companions could a man have? | 1:07:25 | 1:07:32 | |
'Dear Kathleen, a last note from a hopeful position. | 1:07:32 | 1:07:37 | |
'I think it's going to be all right.' | 1:07:38 | 1:07:41 | |
-Goodbye, Lashly, best of luck. -Thank you. | 1:07:41 | 1:07:44 | |
-Teddy, we couldn't have done this without you. -Thank you, sir. And good luck. | 1:07:44 | 1:07:49 | |
See you sometime in March, eh? | 1:07:49 | 1:07:52 | |
Ready? Heave! | 1:07:54 | 1:07:56 | |
-Let's give 'em a cheer, lads! -ALL: -Hooray! Hooray! | 1:07:58 | 1:08:03 | |
'Five men with one sledge - man-hauling. | 1:08:57 | 1:09:01 | |
'This surface is horrible, crystals like sand.' | 1:09:03 | 1:09:07 | |
'Bowers, on foot, has the hardest time of it, but | 1:09:12 | 1:09:16 | |
'he's an undefeated little sportsman.' | 1:09:16 | 1:09:19 | |
-Not ready yet, Titus? -No, not yet. -Latitude 88, 25, sir. | 1:09:24 | 1:09:29 | |
-Farthest south, eh? -Good-oh! | 1:09:30 | 1:09:34 | |
Beyond Shackleton at last. | 1:09:34 | 1:09:36 | |
That's great, sir. | 1:09:36 | 1:09:38 | |
Something the matter with your hand, Evans? | 1:09:48 | 1:09:51 | |
Only a cut, sir. It's nothing. | 1:09:51 | 1:09:53 | |
I heals easy. At least, I do at home. | 1:09:53 | 1:09:57 | |
'Cooking for five takes much longer than cooking for four. | 1:10:01 | 1:10:06 | |
'It's an item I'd not considered when reorganising.' | 1:10:06 | 1:10:09 | |
'Can we keep up these marches? | 1:10:27 | 1:10:30 | |
'It's a critical time, but we ought to do the trick.' | 1:10:30 | 1:10:35 | |
WIND HOWLS | 1:10:35 | 1:10:38 | |
-How far now, sir? -About 27 miles. Two good marches. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:43 | |
-I'm sorry, but my sleeping bag is not on the sledge. -Halt. | 1:10:53 | 1:10:58 | |
It can't have fallen further back than our last halt. May I go, sir? | 1:11:06 | 1:11:11 | |
I'm coming with you. | 1:11:13 | 1:11:15 | |
-I can't trust meself to speak, sir. -Well, don't then, Taff. | 1:11:26 | 1:11:31 | |
'We only had to go back a couple of miles, but it cost us two whole hours.' | 1:11:32 | 1:11:37 | |
Can't be more than five miles now, sir. | 1:11:53 | 1:11:57 | |
Sir! | 1:12:06 | 1:12:08 | |
There. | 1:12:10 | 1:12:12 | |
Amundsen. | 1:12:45 | 1:12:47 | |
Look. | 1:13:29 | 1:13:31 | |
Well, I suppose it was meant to be. | 1:13:49 | 1:13:52 | |
They've left their names, five of them. | 1:13:52 | 1:13:55 | |
And there's a letter for the King of Norway, asking Captain Scott to kindly deliver it. | 1:13:55 | 1:14:03 | |
He's forgotten to stamp it. | 1:14:03 | 1:14:05 | |
Birdy, better check the position. | 1:14:09 | 1:14:13 | |
'The pole, but under very different circumstances from those expected. | 1:14:16 | 1:14:22 | |
'It's a bitter disappointment and I'm very sorry for my loyal companions.' | 1:14:22 | 1:14:28 | |
Smile, please. | 1:14:38 | 1:14:39 | |
'The wind is blowing hard and there's that curious damp feeling in | 1:14:44 | 1:14:49 | |
'the air which chills one to the bone. | 1:14:49 | 1:14:53 | |
'Great God, this is an awful place.' | 1:14:53 | 1:14:57 | |
'January 18th, all the daydreams must go. | 1:15:06 | 1:15:10 | |
'Now for the run home and a desperate struggle. | 1:15:10 | 1:15:14 | |
'I wonder if we can do it.' | 1:15:14 | 1:15:16 | |
-Teddy asked me to give you this at the pole. -Well done, that man. | 1:15:16 | 1:15:21 | |
Sorry you chaps don't like chocolate. | 1:15:24 | 1:15:27 | |
-Soldier? -Thanks. | 1:15:31 | 1:15:33 | |
-Bill? -Thank you. | 1:15:33 | 1:15:35 | |
-Birdy? -Thank you, sir. | 1:15:37 | 1:15:40 | |
-Evans? -Thank you, sir. | 1:15:42 | 1:15:45 | |
-That hand still bothering you? -Hardly at all now, sir. | 1:15:45 | 1:15:50 | |
Well, lads, only 900 miles to go. | 1:15:50 | 1:15:54 | |
Ready? Heave. | 1:16:01 | 1:16:05 | |
Ready? Heave. | 1:16:42 | 1:16:45 | |
This is better, eh? | 1:16:51 | 1:16:53 | |
Birdy, your skis must be around here. Keep an eye open for them. | 1:16:53 | 1:16:58 | |
Aye, aye, sir. | 1:16:58 | 1:17:00 | |
'The wind is playing strange tricks. | 1:17:19 | 1:17:21 | |
'Instead of blowing steadily northwards... | 1:17:21 | 1:17:25 | |
'it keeps dropping and leaving us the full weight of the sledge.' | 1:17:25 | 1:17:30 | |
Land ho! | 1:17:30 | 1:17:32 | |
'I don't like the easy way Oates and Evans get frostbitten.' | 1:17:46 | 1:17:49 | |
Sir, you know where Teddy turned back? | 1:17:54 | 1:17:59 | |
-What about it? -According to this note, we've done the same distance half a day better. | 1:17:59 | 1:18:03 | |
Hear that, Soldier? | 1:18:03 | 1:18:05 | |
-We're half a day better than Teddy. -Good-oh. | 1:18:05 | 1:18:08 | |
-A day's march nearer home, Birdy. -A day's march nearer steaks. | 1:18:08 | 1:18:13 | |
Large, thick, juicy, sizzly ones. | 1:18:14 | 1:18:18 | |
Oh, don't. | 1:18:18 | 1:18:20 | |
With mushrooms. And beer. | 1:18:20 | 1:18:23 | |
And beer? | 1:18:23 | 1:18:25 | |
Beer, of course. Gallons of it. | 1:18:25 | 1:18:28 | |
I had a nightmare the other night. | 1:18:28 | 1:18:31 | |
I dreamt that Simpson's had been burnt down. | 1:18:31 | 1:18:35 | |
Hello, Bill, what've you got this time? | 1:18:35 | 1:18:37 | |
Quite an interesting day. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:43 | |
This hooch smells good. Yours, Con? | 1:18:43 | 1:18:46 | |
Birdy reckons we've done half a day's better time than Teddy. | 1:18:46 | 1:18:49 | |
Good. Good. | 1:18:49 | 1:18:50 | |
-What are these, Bill? -Sea plants and tree fossils. | 1:18:51 | 1:18:55 | |
Good heavens. This must have been quite a warm spot once. | 1:18:55 | 1:18:59 | |
And look at this. | 1:18:59 | 1:19:02 | |
Coal, by Jove. | 1:19:02 | 1:19:04 | |
NORTHERN ACCENT: "What's the prospect of trade between this city and the Antarctic?" | 1:19:04 | 1:19:10 | |
-Coal, Evans, catch. -Oooh! | 1:19:12 | 1:19:15 | |
What's the matter, man? | 1:19:15 | 1:19:17 | |
Nothing, sir. Quite all right. | 1:19:17 | 1:19:20 | |
Only a bit awkward, that's all. | 1:19:20 | 1:19:23 | |
'I am glad to have done with the plateau. | 1:19:50 | 1:19:53 | |
'Another week of those conditions might have had a bad effect on Evans.' | 1:19:53 | 1:19:58 | |
See your flag anywhere, Birdy? | 1:20:39 | 1:20:42 | |
No sign of it, sir. | 1:20:42 | 1:20:44 | |
We'll try a bit back and to the right. | 1:20:44 | 1:20:46 | |
Evans, off with your harness. | 1:20:56 | 1:20:59 | |
Take the after end of the sledge. | 1:20:59 | 1:21:02 | |
-Understand? -Aye aye, sir. | 1:21:02 | 1:21:05 | |
'Evans is a good deal run down. | 1:21:13 | 1:21:16 | |
'Wilson, Bowers and I are as fit as is possible, but Oates feels the cold and fatigue more.' | 1:21:16 | 1:21:23 | |
Look out! Steady! | 1:21:38 | 1:21:40 | |
There it is, sir! There's the flag. | 1:22:12 | 1:22:16 | |
Shadow. | 1:22:19 | 1:22:21 | |
'Evans keeps saying that he's quite well. | 1:22:49 | 1:22:53 | |
'How can a man be quite well with hands like that?' | 1:22:53 | 1:22:56 | |
Halt! | 1:23:17 | 1:23:19 | |
Can't be far now. | 1:23:21 | 1:23:23 | |
-Birdy, try up that hill and see if you can see the cairn. -Right, sir. | 1:23:23 | 1:23:28 | |
-What's wrong, Evans? -It's loose, sir, come loose. Have it right in a moment. | 1:23:34 | 1:23:40 | |
Hold on, I'll do it. | 1:23:40 | 1:23:42 | |
You get your harness off. | 1:23:42 | 1:23:45 | |
Only me old hand, sir. | 1:23:45 | 1:23:48 | |
Makes me a bit slow. | 1:23:48 | 1:23:50 | |
Can't see the cairn, but I can see the barrier! | 1:23:50 | 1:23:55 | |
How's that? Try and move your foot. | 1:23:56 | 1:23:59 | |
-Sure you can manage? -I'll be fine, sir. | 1:24:06 | 1:24:10 | |
That's a man, Taff. Take your time. | 1:24:13 | 1:24:16 | |
We'll be camping soon. | 1:24:16 | 1:24:18 | |
Ready? Heave. | 1:24:25 | 1:24:27 | |
Halt. | 1:25:23 | 1:25:25 | |
What is it, Taff? | 1:25:51 | 1:25:53 | |
I'm all right, sir. Quite well. | 1:25:55 | 1:25:57 | |
Taff? | 1:26:03 | 1:26:05 | |
'It is a terrible thing to lose a companion in this way, after all the miles we've sledged together.' | 1:26:20 | 1:26:28 | |
-Plateau done, glacier done. -400 miles and then we're done. | 1:26:42 | 1:26:46 | |
We've got to do more miles a day. | 1:26:48 | 1:26:51 | |
We ought to find it warmer down here. | 1:26:51 | 1:26:54 | |
Sir. | 1:26:57 | 1:26:58 | |
60 degrees of frost. It can't last. | 1:27:01 | 1:27:04 | |
'Only five miles again yesterday. This will never do.' | 1:27:12 | 1:27:16 | |
Ready? | 1:27:16 | 1:27:18 | |
There in the end. Always be there in the end. | 1:27:23 | 1:27:27 | |
Right, Soldier? | 1:27:34 | 1:27:36 | |
Ready, sir. | 1:27:36 | 1:27:39 | |
Heave! | 1:27:39 | 1:27:40 | |
'There's no doubt that we're not going strong... | 1:27:41 | 1:27:45 | |
'and, I'm afraid, Soldier's foot is bad.' | 1:27:45 | 1:27:49 | |
When I get home, never going to walk another step. Ride wherever I go. | 1:28:05 | 1:28:11 | |
Even in London? | 1:28:11 | 1:28:13 | |
London. Know the Empire Promenade, Birdy? | 1:28:13 | 1:28:17 | |
Funny thing. I've never been. | 1:28:17 | 1:28:20 | |
First night home, I'll be there. | 1:28:20 | 1:28:22 | |
You must take me with you. You'll have to leave your horse outside. | 1:28:22 | 1:28:28 | |
I ought to tell you that we haven't too much fuel in hand. | 1:28:29 | 1:28:34 | |
If we're still short at Mount Hooper, we'll try going on cold meals. | 1:28:34 | 1:28:39 | |
We may have no choice. | 1:28:39 | 1:28:41 | |
Funny. I used to have what they call "a good leg for a boot." | 1:28:55 | 1:29:00 | |
You wouldn't think it now, would you, Bill? | 1:29:00 | 1:29:02 | |
Bill, what chance have I got? | 1:29:12 | 1:29:15 | |
A good one, Titus. | 1:29:17 | 1:29:19 | |
-How far is it to Mount Hooper now? -Eight and a half miles. | 1:29:22 | 1:29:27 | |
We'll do it in no time, Soldier. | 1:29:27 | 1:29:29 | |
Purely medicinal. | 1:29:45 | 1:29:47 | |
'What shall we find at Mount Hooper depot? | 1:29:52 | 1:29:56 | |
'If oil is short again...' | 1:29:56 | 1:29:59 | |
There she is. | 1:30:04 | 1:30:06 | |
See, old chap. Managed it all right. | 1:30:14 | 1:30:17 | |
-Wasn't so bad. -Get the spades, Birdy. | 1:30:18 | 1:30:23 | |
Here it is. | 1:30:50 | 1:30:52 | |
It's not full. | 1:30:55 | 1:30:57 | |
-Seal's not broken. -Odd things happen out here. | 1:30:59 | 1:31:03 | |
-It must be evaporation. -Yes, but... | 1:31:03 | 1:31:05 | |
Come on, chaps. No good arguing the whys and wherefores. Up tent. | 1:31:08 | 1:31:13 | |
'Among ourselves, we are cheerful... | 1:31:13 | 1:31:16 | |
'but what each feels in his heart, I can only guess.' | 1:31:16 | 1:31:21 | |
Letting up a little, I think. | 1:31:30 | 1:31:33 | |
WIND HOWLS | 1:31:33 | 1:31:35 | |
I hope I don't wake tomorrow, Bill. | 1:32:13 | 1:32:15 | |
I'm just going outside. | 1:33:03 | 1:33:06 | |
I may be away some time. | 1:33:06 | 1:33:08 | |
'A brave man and a gallant gentleman.' | 1:33:59 | 1:34:03 | |
'This intense cold convinces me that the season has broken, far earlier than I expected.' | 1:34:13 | 1:34:19 | |
We'll be all right at One Ton. It's full of stuff. | 1:34:50 | 1:34:54 | |
WIND HOWLS | 1:36:29 | 1:36:31 | |
Thought for a moment it might be old Titus. Stupid of me. Sorry. | 1:36:39 | 1:36:44 | |
Only 11 miles now, Bill. | 1:37:01 | 1:37:03 | |
Two good marches. One if the snow holds off. | 1:37:03 | 1:37:07 | |
'Captain Scott is now lying in this tent with a frozen foot.' | 1:37:41 | 1:37:48 | |
'I'm afraid he will never walk again.' | 1:37:49 | 1:37:54 | |
'If the wind drops, Birdy and I will try and reach the next depot and return.' | 1:37:54 | 1:38:02 | |
'We have come together 1,800 miles.. | 1:38:03 | 1:38:09 | |
and are now only 11 miles from stores in plenty.' | 1:38:09 | 1:38:14 | |
'Only 11 miles.' | 1:38:15 | 1:38:18 | |
WIND HOWLS | 1:38:22 | 1:38:23 | |
WIND WHISTLES | 1:38:38 | 1:38:40 | |
11 miles. | 1:38:45 | 1:38:47 | |
11 miles. | 1:39:03 | 1:39:05 | |
'Think of me when you make those footmarks.' | 1:39:07 | 1:39:10 | |
'Every step of the way.' | 1:39:10 | 1:39:12 | |
'My own dearest mother, I should so like to have come through... | 1:39:31 | 1:39:36 | |
'for your dear sake.' | 1:39:36 | 1:39:39 | |
'It is splendid to pass, however, with such companions as I have.' | 1:39:39 | 1:39:44 | |
'As all five of us have mothers and wives, you will not be alone.' | 1:39:46 | 1:39:51 | |
'There will be no shame and you will know I have struggled to the end.' | 1:39:53 | 1:39:58 | |
'Your ever-loving son, to the end of this life and the next... | 1:39:59 | 1:40:04 | |
'..when God shall wipe away all tears.' | 1:40:05 | 1:40:09 | |
'God knows I'm sorry to be the cause of sorrow to anyone in the world. | 1:40:20 | 1:40:26 | |
'But everyone must die.' | 1:40:26 | 1:40:28 | |
'All the things I had hoped to do with you after the expedition... | 1:40:29 | 1:40:34 | |
'are as nothing now.' | 1:40:34 | 1:40:37 | |
'My only regret is leaving you to struggle though your life alone. | 1:40:37 | 1:40:44 | |
'All is for the best to those who love God. | 1:40:44 | 1:40:48 | |
'And, oh, my Orrie, we have both loved him with all our lives. | 1:40:48 | 1:40:54 | |
'All is well.' | 1:40:54 | 1:40:56 | |
'For my own sake, I do not regret this journey. | 1:41:30 | 1:41:34 | |
'We took risks. We knew we took them. | 1:41:37 | 1:41:41 | |
'Things have come out against us and, therefore, we have no cause for complaint. | 1:41:41 | 1:41:47 | |
'Had we lived, I should have had a tale to tell, of the hardihood, endurance... | 1:41:49 | 1:41:56 | |
'and courage of my companions which would have stirred the heart of every Englishman. | 1:41:56 | 1:42:03 | |
'Seems a pity, but I don't think I can write more.' | 1:42:04 | 1:42:10 | |
'These rough notes and our dead bodies must tell the tale. | 1:42:12 | 1:42:18 | |
'For God's sake, look after our people.' | 1:42:22 | 1:42:26 | |
WIND HOWLS | 1:42:27 | 1:42:29 | |
SHOUTING | 1:42:45 | 1:42:46 | |
Halt! | 1:42:55 | 1:42:57 |