Walker Page #2

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Can you handle the job?

That's not the issue.

I plan to get married...

start a newspaper.

Then you would be wasting

one of life's golden moments, sir.

Not every man is offered the chance

to have a country of his own.

My goals involve a higher purpose

than the vulgar pursuit of power.

Do you prize democracy, Walker?

Universal suffrage?

The principles

of our Founding Fathers?

Yes.

More than my own life.

Nicaragua needs democracy.

They need a canal, as well.

I'm interested in Nicaragua, Walker,

and so are you.

Whether you know it or not.

I'm sorry but I cannot oblige you.

Good day.

- Walker...

I like him.

Get him a new hat.

It was the cholera.

Holy Mary, mother of God,

prey for us sinners, now and

at the hour of our death. Amen.

She's with God now, my son.

- Don't talk to me about God!

What do you know about God!

Get out!

All of you out!

Get out, now!

How?

I can't...

I don't... God, you b*tch!

Walker determined not to look back,

but to face only the future.

He accepted VanderbiIt's proposal

and set sail for Nicaragua.

With him were 58 men,

whom the popular press saw fit to call

"Walker's lmmortals".

- Captain Siegfried Henningson,

I fought in Corsica and the Balkans.

I'm well-schooled in military matters

and have learned from the best.

Please accept my services.

I will provide for myself

and require no financial assistance.

What is your name, sir?

Lieutenant... Captain Siegfried

Henningson, at your command, sir.

You are now Major Henningson.

- Sir. - Cast off then.

Never have I seen such brave men

assembled under one banner.

God bless them all.

The American phalange

was met in Realejo

by distinguished representatives

of the Nicaraguan Liberal Party.

My brother, William Walker.

- How do you do, sir?

These natives were to be our guides.

Start drumming, Mr. Turley.

From the day the Americans landed

at Realejo dates a new era,

not only for Nicaragua,

but for all Central America.

What are you doing?

Move it!

You're on my sh*t-list, Washburn!

We paused at the small,

unregenerated hamlet of Realejo

to await the arrival of the leaders

of the Liberal Party, Generals Munoz

and Castellon.

Proverbs, chapter 11, verse 3:

"The integrity of the upright

shall guide them,

but the perverseness

of transgressors shall destroy them."

Soldiers, we are now embarked

on a glorious destiny.

Nothing short of the

entire regeneration of this republic.

Ours is a sacred trust.

Any man who betrays that trust

by creating an act of transgression

against the Nicaraguan people

will be judged and dealt with.

No excessive drinking,

no seducing, no swearing in public.

Can we swear in private?

- Quiet, the colonel is talking.

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