l'll stay in this race.
l'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 l'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!
lf they don't deliver, give me
the hammer and l'll do it.
l want his throat cut
from ear to ear.
No use going any further.
We're not printing them anymore.
-l thought the ChronicIe 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?
l work here.
l don't, not anymore.
You fool.
-lf you had guts, you'd print this.
-l 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.
l'm too rich to work.
We didn't do so good.
-Double bourbon.
-Same for me.
And a beer.
l hear you got fired from the paper.
You heard wrong. l quit.
You're smart.
Before l'm through,
they won't have money...
...to pay the boy
that cleans the spittoons.
How do you feel?
l feel fine.
You see, Jack, l learned something.
What?
How to win.
I didn't see WiIIie again
untiI his second campaign...
...four years Iater.
I drifted from job to job.
That is, whenever I couId find one.
But aIways further
and further away from Anne...
...and the Iife at Burden's Landing.
But WiIIie wasn't drifting.
He knew where he was going.
He had his foot in the door
and kept right on pushing.
He'd Iost the eIection
but he'd won the state.
And he knew it.
And the peopIe knew it.
They aII were hopping on
his bandwagon, even Tiny Duffy.
WiIIie came back
Iike he said he wouId.
You want to know
what my platform is?
l'm going to soak the fat boys
and spread it out thin.
WiIIie was right.
He'd Iearned how to win.
He spent a Iot of money doing it.
An awfuI Iot of money.
I was beginning to wonder
where he got it from.
There were rumors...
...that WiIIie was making deaIs
with aII kinds of peopIe.
Strange deaIs.
For WiIIie Stark.
The second time wasn't a campaign.
It was a sIaughter.
It was Saturday night
in a mining town.
WiIIie came back
Iike he said he wouId.
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.
l want him around.
He reminds me of something
l never want to forget.
Come on.
-These the boys?
-The boys that can get the boys.
-How many can you get?
-Fifty.
-How much?
-Five dollars a head.
What do you think?
They look like good boys?
They better be.
Get 1 00.
Go on, all of you. Blow.
You too, Duffy, go on.
Handbill distributors.
lf they all look like them,
l'd take one.
That's the object. Not like
when they beat up my boy.
-How is Tom?
-He's fine.
-He starts college in the fall.
-And Lucy?
Fine.
l need a boy.
Where's a boy?
Take that downstairs
right away, on the double.
Double-space all of this.
He can't read it.
-Hi, how are you?
-Sadie is my secretary now.
Fix your tie, Willie.
Hey, Sugar.
Keep everybody out.
l want to talk to Jack and Sadie.
Now you'll work for me.
Doing what?
l don't know.
Something will turn up.
We need a college man around.
For research.
How much they pay you
on that newspaper?
Three hundred dollars a month.
l could buy you cheap, couldn't l?
For a bag of salt.
l don't play that way.
l like you. l always have.
l tell you what l'll do.
l'll give you $400 a month
and traveling expenses.
You throw money around
like it was money.
Money.
l don't need money.
People give me things.
Why?