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takes no interest in your work?
Oh, I'm a bachelor.
I can assure you, Mr. Buchanan,
I didn't come to Carolina
to do needlepoint.
Of course not.
She is a pistol.
Buchanan's a funny one, isn't he?
He seems a little bit, I don't know,
too fond of you.
What do you mean?
He'll loosen up.
Yeah.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
Mrs. Pemberton's father owned
the Vulcan Lumber Company in Colorado.
And she's equal to any man here.
I expect you to follow her orders
the same way you follow mine
or Mr. Campbell or Mr. Buchanan's.
And she'll take no quarter
and she'll expect none.
You'll soon see the truth of that.
Good day.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
Come on, now.
Let's get to it.
The trees ain't gonna
cut themselves, boys.
- Mrs. Pemberton.
- Campbell.
How's everything going?
Well, good as can be expected, ma'am.
Don't notch so high!
You're wasting a foot of timber.
Any lower won't fall clear, ma'am.
Yonder's in the way.
Give me your axe.
- Ma'am?
- You heard me.
- It'll clear.
- Ma'am.
What do you think?
She'll clear.
Get back to work.
Who's that man up there?
His name is Galloway, ma'am.
- He seems standoffish.
- He is.
He's the best hunting guide
in over a hundred miles.
Track a grasshopper on a cap rock.
He say he has a gift of visioning.
Whatever that is, I don't know.
Mr. Galloway.
Serena Pemberton.
You were in prison.
Why?
Manslaughter.
He had it coming.
Stand back, now.
- Timber!
- Tree down!
the last virgin forests
we're losing 'em
to the cut-and-run philosophy
of the logging barons.
But we're fools if we think
that what God has created
can be sacrificed for a quick profit.
The simple question before us is this,
ladies and gentlemen.
Do we want our Smoky Mountains
to be made a national park?
Or do we want them to be made a desert?
Thank you, Mr. Kephart. And thank
you all for showing up this afternoon.
What about the jobs, Sheriff?
These men need to work, don't they?
in railroads and electric lines
to places that never had them before.
We're bringing progress to Carolina.
Progress? Progress for whom,
Mr. Pemberton?
All the profits are going north.
Well, what is it
that your park's providing?
I'm sure your park
will be very nice for you
and your rich friends to go
but for the working men,
the men in this room, Sheriff,
the men unlike you, Mr. Kephart,
it's a matter of survival.
He's right, Sheriff.
The logging barons always cry "jobs"
and "free enterprise"
but the truth is, you barely pay
enough to put food on the table.
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