a dozen kids.
But you know that story.
The people were his friends
because he fought it.
The politicians in the city knew that.
So they rode up to his house...
...and said they wanted him
to run for governor.
He's wonderful!
And he swallowed it.
He thought in all humility how
he'd like to try and change things.
He was a country boy who thought
even a poor man can be governor...
...if his fellow citizens find
he's got the stuff for the job.
Those fellows in the striped pants
saw that hick and took him in.
- What are you doing?
- There's your Judas Iscariot!
Lickspittle, nose-wiper!
Play! Play!
- Play anything!
- Harrison's dummy!
- Look at him!
- That's a lie!
Go get him, boys!
Now shut up!
Shut up, all of you.
Listen to me.
They fooled you 1000 times,
just like they fooled me.
But this time, I'll fool somebody.
I'll stay in this race.
I'm on my own and out for blood.
Listen to me, you hicks!
Lift up your eyes and look at
God's blessed and unfly-blown truth.
This is the truth!
You're a hick.
Nobody ever helped a hick
but a hick himself.
Listen to me, listen to me!
They were going to use me
to split the vote.
But I'm standing here now
on my hind legs.
Even a dog can learn to do that.
Are you standing on your hind legs?
Have you learned that yet?
Here it is, you hicks!
Nail up anybody who stands
in your way.
Nail up Joe Harrison!
Nail up McMurphy!
If they don't deliver, give me
the hammer and I'll do it.
I want his throat cut
from ear to ear.
No use going any further.
We're not printing them anymore.
- I thought the Chronicle line was...
- Divide and conquer.
Stark's getting big for his britches.
The hicks are getting too smart.
We're now supporting Harrison.
How do you square that?
I work here.
I don't, not anymore.
You fool.
- Lf you had guts, you'd print this.
- I take orders.
You've got a wife and three kids,
and your boy goes to Princeton.
You won't find it easy
to get another job.
I'm too rich to work.
We didn't do so good.
- Double bourbon.
- Same for me.
And a beer.
I hear you got fired from the paper.
You heard wrong. I quit.
You're smart.
Before I'm through,
they won't have money...
...to pay the boy
that cleans the spittoons.
How do you feel?
I feel fine.
You see, Jack, I learned something.
What?
How to win.
I didn't see Willie again
until his second campaign... 
... four years later. 
I drifted from job to job. 
That is, whenever I could find one. 
But always further
and further away from Anne... 
... and the life at Burden's Landing. 
But Willie wasn't drifting. 
He knew where he was going. 
He had his foot in the door
and kept right on pushing. 
He'd lost the election
but he'd won the state. 
And he knew it. 
And the people knew it. 
They all were hopping on
his bandwagon, even Tiny Duffy. 
Willie came back
like he said he would. 
You want to know
what my platform is?
I'm going to soak the fat boys
and spread it out thin.
Willie was right. 
He'd learned how to win. 
He spent a lot of money doing it. 
An awful lot of money. 
I was beginning to wonder
where he got it from. 
There were rumors... 
... that Willie was making deals
with all kinds of people. 
Strange deals. 
For Willie Stark. 
The second time wasn't a campaign. 
It was a slaughter. 
It was Saturday night
in a mining town. 
Willie came back
like he said he would. 
He came back
and he took me with him. 
This is a friend of mine.
He's going to live here.
Let these boys through, officers.
- Duffy works for me.
- Everybody does.
Not yet.
I want him around.
He reminds me of something
I never want to forget.
Come on.
- These the boys?
- The