Lincoln Movie Quotes(Page 2)
[as the House of Debate starts it’s debate and George Yeaman takes his place at the podium to begin]
George Yeaman: Although I’m disgusted by slavery…
[the representatives on the floor applaud]
George Yeaman: I rise on this sad and solemn day to announce that I’m opposed to the amendment.
[the House applauds in agreement]
George Yeaman: We must consider what will become of colored folk if four million are in one instant set free.
Asa Vintner Litton: They’ll be free, George. That’s what’ll become of them!
[the floor laughs and applauds, Schell, Latham, and Bilbo are seated in their usual gallery seats, watching]
Richard Schell: Think how splendid if Mr. Yeaman switched.
Robert Latham: Too publicly against us. He can’t change course now.
W.N. Bilbo: Not for some miserable little job anyways.
[back to the floor as Yeaman continues]
George Yeaman: And…and! We will be forced to enfranchise the men of the colored race, it would be inhuman not to! Who among us is prepared to give Negroes the vote?
[everyone on the floor starts talking loudly]
George Yeaman: And…and! What shall follow upon that? Universal enfranchisement? Votes for women?
[everyone on the floor stands in anger to make their disagreement heard]
[Hawkins enters an empty committee room where he sees Wood and Pendleton]
Fernando Wood: Bless my eyes, if it isn’t the Post Master of Millersburg Ohio!
[Hawkins looks at LeClerk, avoids looking at him and shuts the door]
George Pendleton: Mr. LeClerk felt honor-bound to inform us. Of your disgusting betrayal. Your prostitution.
Fernando Wood: Is that true, Postmaster Hawkins? Is your maidenly virtue for sale?
[Hawkins looks at Wood not knowing what to say]
[Bilbo and Hawkins are in the woods again, Bilbo is chasing after Hawkins, who’s walking ahead quickly]
Clay Hawkins: If my neighbors hear that I voted yes for nigger freedom and no to peace, they will kill me.
W.N. Bilbo: A deal’s a deal and you men know better than to piss your pants just cause there’s talk about peace talks.
Clay Hawkins: Look, I’ll find another job.
W.N. Bilbo: My neighbors in Nashville, they found out I was loyal to the Union, they came after me with gelding knives!
[Hawkins walks away quickly from Bilbo]
Clay Hawkins: I’ll find another job.
W.N. Bilbo: You do right, Clay Hawkins! And make yourself some money in the bargain!
Clay Hawkins: I wanna do right! But I got no courage!
[Hawkins walks quickly as Bilbo tries to catch up]
W.N. Bilbo: Wait! You wanted, what was it, tax man for the Western Reserve? Hell, you can have the whole state of Ohio if you…
[Bilbo stops as Hawkins ignores him and continues to walk off]
W.N. Bilbo: Aw, crap!
[as Bilbo, Schell and Latham give the news on the number of votes to Seward]
William Seward: Eleven votes?! Two days ago we had twelve! What happened?
Robert Latham: There are defections in the ranks.
Richard Schell: It’s the Goddamned rumors regarding the Richmond delegation.
Robert Latham: Yes! The peace offer!
William Seward: Groundless. I told you that.
Robert Latham: And yet the rumors persist.
Richard Schell: They are ruining us. Among the few remaining representatives who seem remotely plausible there is a perceptible increase in resistance.
[Seward walks ahead towards his carriage, as he’s about to climb in, Bilbo slams shut the
W.N. Bilbo: Resistance, hell! Thingamabob Hollister, Dem from Indiana? I approached him, the son of a bitch near to murdered me!
[we see Bilbo as he’s talking to Hollister, when he suddenly pulls out his gun, Bilbo makes a run for it but drops his folder in the process, so he runs back to get his folder and as he bends to pick up his folder he kicks dirt and swears at Hollister as he shoots his gun over Bilbo’s head]
[Seward, now inside his carriage, slams the door shut]
William Seward: Perhaps you push too hard.
W.N. Bilbo: I push nobody. Perhaps we need reinforcements. If Jeff Davis wants to cease hostilities, who do you think’ll give a genuine solid shit to free slaves?
William Seward: Get back to it. And Gentlemen, good day.
Richard Schell: We are at an impasse.
Robert Latham: Tell Lincoln to deny the rumors, publicly.
Richard Schell: Tell us what you expect of us.
William Seward: I expect you to do your work! And to have sufficient sense and taste not to presume to instruct the President. Or me.
[Schell steps up on the running board of the carriage]
Richard Schell: Is there a Confederate offer or not?
[at James River Rock as Grant looks at the peace proposal]
Ulysses S. Grant: Gentlemen, I suggest you work some changes to your proposal before you give it to the President.
[Grant hands the proposal back to Stephens]
Senator R.M.T. Hunter: We’re eager to be on our way to Washington.
Alexander Stephens: Mr. Lincoln tell you to tell us this?
Ulysses S. Grant: It says; ‘securing peace for our two countries.’ And it goes on like that.
Alexander Stephens: I don’t know what you…
Ulysses S. Grant: There’s just one country. You and I, we’re citizens of that country. I’m fighting to protect it from armed rebels. From you.
Alexander Stephens: But Mr. Blair, he…he told us, he told President Jefferson Davis that we were…
Ulysses S. Grant: A private citizen like Preston Blair can say what he pleases, since he has no authority over anything. If you want to discuss peace with President Lincoln, consider revisions.
Alexander Stephens: If we’re not to discuss a truce between warring nations, what in heaven’s name can we discuss?
Ulysses S. Grant: Terms of surrender.
[as disembarks with his men from the River Queen]
Ulysses S. Grant: [voice over] Office United States Military Telegraph, War Dept. For Abraham Lincoln, President of the United States. January 20, 1865. I will state confidentially that I am convinced, upon conversation with these Commissioners, that their intentions are good and their desire sincere to restore peace and union. I fear now they’re going back, without any expression of interest…
[we see Seward reading Grant’s letter sitting at his desk in his office]
William Seward: ..from anyone in authority, Mr. Lincoln will have a bad influence. I will be sorry should it prove impossible for you to have an interview with them. I am awaiting your instructions. U.S. Grant, Lieutenant General Commanding Armies United States.’
Abraham Lincoln: After four years of war and near six hundred thousand lives lost, he believes we can end this war now? My trust in him is marrow deep.
[Seward stands and walks over to Lincoln]
William Seward: You could bring the delegates to Washington. In exchange for the South’s immediate surrender, we could promise them the amendment’s defeat. They’d agree, don’t you think? We’d end the war. This week.
[Lincoln has closed his eyes]
William Seward: Or. If you could manage, without seeming to do it, to…
[Lincoln shakes his head]
William Seward: The peace delegation might encounter delays as they travel up the James River. Particularly with the fighting around Wilmington.
[there’s a moment’s pause as Seward looks at Lincoln]
William Seward: Within ten days time, we might pass the Thirteenth Amendment.
[he holds up Grant’s letter and then places on a table nearby]
[later that night, Lincoln walks around the White House, then sits in his office contemplating Grant’s letter, later he goes to Nicolay and Hay’s bedroom and sits at the foot of Hay’s bed as they are both asleep, reading a petition]
Abraham Lincoln: Now, here’s a sixteen year old boy. They’re gonna hang him…
[Hay startles awake, looking at Lincoln as he carries on reading from the petition]
Abraham Lincoln: He was with the 15th Indiana Calvary near Beaufort, seems he lamed his horse to avoid battle. I don’t think even Stanton would complain if I pardoned him? You think Stanton would complain?
[Nicolay awakes in the next bed and looks at them]
John Hay: I don’t know, sir. I don’t know who you’re, uh… What time is it?
Abraham Lincoln: It’s three forty in the morning.
John Nicolay: Don’t let him pardon any more deserters.
[Nicolay sinks back down to his bed]
John Hay: Mr. Stanton thinks you pardon too many. He’s generally apoplectic on the subject…
Abraham Lincoln: He oughtn’t to have done that, crippled his horse, that was cruel, but you don’t just hang a sixteen year old boy for that…
John Hay: Ask the horse what he thinks.
Abraham Lincoln: …for cruelty. There’d be no sixteen year old boys left.
[Lincoln pauses as he thinks for a moment]
Abraham Lincoln: Grant wants me to bring the secesh delegates to Washington.
John Hay: So there are secesh delegates?
Abraham Lincoln: He was afraid, that’s all it was. I don’t care to hang a boy for being frightened, either. What good would it do him?
[Lincoln signs the petition to pardon the boy, then he gives Hay’s leg a few hard hits and a squeeze, Hay chuckles]
Abraham Lincoln: War’s nearly done. Ain’t that so? What use one more corpse? Any more corpses?
[he puts the rest of the petitions on Hay’s bed and stands to leave]
John Hay: Do you need company?
Abraham Lincoln: In times like this, I’m best alone.
[Lincoln carries on walking around the White House hallway alone]
[in the War Department Telegraph Office, Lincoln sits and stares down into his hat, held between his knees, Bates and Beckwith are sat opposite looking at him, Lincoln takes a piece of paper from his hat and unfolds it, he reads as Beckwith starts noting Lincoln’s words]
Abraham Lincoln: ‘Lieutenant General Ulysses S. Grant, City Point. I have read your words with interest. I ask that, regardless of any action I take in the matter of the visit of the Richmond commissioners, you maintain among your troops military preparedness for battle, as you have done until now.’
[he pauses for a moment, then folds the paper and places it back inside his hat and places it on the floor]
Abraham Lincoln: ‘Have Captain Saunders convey the commissioners to me here in Washington. A. Lincoln.’ And the date.
Samuel Beckwith: Yes, sir.
[as Beckwith finishes writing the note, he turns and looks at Lincoln]
Samuel Beckwith: Shall I transmit, sir?
[there’s a moment’s pause]
Abraham Lincoln: You think we choose to be born?
Samuel Beckwith: I don’t suppose so.
Abraham Lincoln: Are we fitted to the times we’re born into?
Samuel Beckwith: Well, I don’t know about myself. You may be…sir. Fitted.
Abraham Lincoln: What do you reckon?
David Homer Bates: Well, I’m an engineer. I reckon there’s machinery but no one’s done the fitting.
Abraham Lincoln: You’re an engineer, you must know Euclid’s axioms and common notions.
David Homer Bates: I must have in school, but, uh…
Abraham Lincoln: I never had much of schoolin’, but I read Euclid, in an old book I borrowed. Little enough ever found its way in here…
[pointing to his head]
Abraham Lincoln: …but once learnt it stayed learnt. Euclid’s first common notion is this: ‘Things which are equal to the same thing are equal to each other.’ That’s a rule of mathematical reasoning. It’s true because it works; has done and always will do. In his book…hmm, Euclid says this is ‘self-evident.’ Do you see? There it is, even in that two- thousand year old book of mechanical law. It is a self-evident truth that things which are
equal to the same thing are equal to each other. We begin with equality. That’s the origin, isn’t it? That’s balance, that’s…that’s fairness, that’s justice.
[Bates and Beckwith watch Lincoln]
Abraham Lincoln: Just read me back the last sentence of the telegram, please.
Samuel Beckwith: ‘Have Captain Saunders convey the commissioners to me here in
Abraham Lincoln: A slight emendation, if you would, Sam. ‘Have Captain Saunders convey the gentlemen aboard the River Queen as far as Hampton Roads, Virginia, and there wait until…further advice from me. Do not proceed to Washington.’
[as Beckwith starts sending the cable, Lincoln stands, puts on his hat, as he starts walking off, he gently pats Beckwith and Bates’ shoulders and walks off]
[to Stevens as he takes his seat in the House of Representatives]
James Ashley: Say you believe only in legal equality for all races, not racial equality, I beg you, sir. Compromise. Or you risk it all.
[Stevens looks up and sees Mary, with Mrs. Keckley taking their seats in front row of the balcony; later Wood challenges Stevens, who’s standing at the podium]
Fernando Wood: I’ve asked you a question, Mr. Stevens, and you must answer me. Do you or do you not hold that the precept that ‘all men are created equal’ is meant literally?
[there’s a moment’s pause]
Fernando Wood: Is that not the true purpose of the amendment? To promote your ultimate and ardent dream to elevate…
Thaddeus Stevens: The true purpose of the amendment, Mr. Wood, you perfectly-named, brainless, obstructive object?
[the members on the floor laugh]
Fernando Wood: Well you have always insisted, Mr. Stevens, that Negroes are the same as white men are.
Thaddeus Stevens: The true purpose of the amendment..
[he pauses and looks up at the balcony where all the journalists are sat]
Thaddeus Stevens: I don’t hold with equality in all things only with equality before the law and nothing more.
[shocked at Stevens answer]
Fernando Wood: That’s…that’s not so! You believe that Negroes are entirely equal to white men. You’ve said it a thousand times!
George Pendleton: For shame! For shame! Stop prevaricating and answer Representative Wood!
Thaddeus Stevens: I don’t hold with equality in all things, only with equality before the law and nothing more.
[Pendleton stands and looks at the crowd]
George Pendleton: After the decades of fervent advocacy on behalf of the colored race…
[leaping up from his seat]
James Ashley: He’s answered your questions! This amendment has naught to do with race equality!
[Pendleton persists as the crowd cheers and catcalls]
George Pendleton: You have long insisted, have you not, that the dusk colored race is no different from the white one.
Thaddeus Stevens: I don’t hold with equality in all things, only with equality before the law and nothing more.
[Mary and Mrs. Keckley watch the floor argue after Stevens revelation]
Mary Todd Lincoln: Who’d ever have guessed that old nightmare capable of such control? He might make a politician someday…
[Mrs. Keckley looks at Mary]
Elizabeth Keckley: I need to go.
Mary Todd Lincoln: Mrs. Keckley!
[Mrs. Keckley stands abruptly and leaves the balcony]
[back on the floor the arguments continue]
George Pendleton: Your frantic attempt to delude us now is unworthy of a representative. It is, in fact, unworthy of a white man!
Thaddeus Stevens: How can I hold that all men are created equal, when here before me, stands stinking the moral carcass of the gentleman from Ohio, proof that some men are inferior, endowed by their Maker with dim wits impermeable to reason with cold pallid slime in their veins instead of hot red blood! You are more reptile than man, George, so low and flat that the foot of man is incapable of crushing you!
George Pendleton: How dare you!
Thaddeus Stevens: Yet even you, Pendleton, who should have been gibbetted for treason long before today, even worthless unworthy you ought to be treated equally before the law! And so again, sir, and again and again and again I say: I do not hold with equality in all things, only with equality before the law!
[the crowd applauses]
George Pendleton: Mr. Speaker, will you permit this vile boorish man to slander and to threaten me and…
[as the crowd continues to clap and argue, Stevens starts walking through the aisle, as he leaves he looks up at the balcony to see Mary looking down at him approvingly]
[Stevens sits on a bench in the hallway outside the House of Chambers when Litton approaches him]
Asa Vintner Litton: You asked if ever I was surprised. Today, Mr. Stevens, I was surprised. You’ve led the battle for race equality for thirty years!
[he moves over to Stevens side]
Asa Vintner Litton: The basis of, of every hope for this country’s future life, you denied Negro equality! I’m nauseated. You refused to say that all humans are, well…human! Have you lost your very soul, Mr. Stevens? Is there nothing you won’t say?
Thaddeus Stevens: I’m sorry you’re nauseous, Asa, that must be unpleasant. I want the amendment to pass. So that the Constitution’s first and only mention of slavery is its absolute prohibition. For this amendment, for which I have worked all of my life and for which countless colored men and women have fought and died and now hundreds of thousands of soldiers. No, sir, no, it seems there is very nearly nothing I won’t say.
[Lincoln takes Robert out on a carriage ride and brings him to a military hospital where soldiers who had limbs amputated are being treated]
Robert Lincoln: I’m not going in.
Abraham Lincoln: You said you wanted to help me.
Robert Lincoln: This is…this is just a clumsy attempt at discouragement. I’ve been to army hospitals, I’ve seen surgeries, I went and visited the malaria barges with mama.
Abraham Lincoln: She told me she didn’t take you inside.
Robert Lincoln: I snuck in afterwards, I’ve seen what it’s like. This changes nothin’.
Abraham Lincoln: At all rates, I’m…I’m happy to have your company.
[Lincoln steps out of the carriage and enters the army hospital]
Abraham Lincoln: Morning, Jim.
Military Hospital Doctor: Hello, Mr. President.
[they shake hands]
Abraham Lincoln: Good to see you again.
[Lincoln goes into the main ward, removing his hat]
Abraham Lincoln: Well, boys, first question. You getting enough to eat?
[Lincoln goes from bed to bed, shaking hands with each patient]
Patient #1: Hello, sir.
Abraham Lincoln: What’s your name, soldier?
Patient #1: Robert.
Abraham Lincoln: Robert. Good to meet you, Robert.
Patient #2: Nice to meet you.
Abraham Lincoln: What’s your name?
Patient #2: Kevin.
Abraham Lincoln: Tell me your names as I go past. I like to know who I’m talkin’ to.
Patient #3: Mr. President. John.
Abraham Lincoln: John. I’ve seen you before.
Patient #4: Mr. President…
Abraham Lincoln: Make sure you get some steak…
[as Robert waits in the carriage outside the hospital, he sees two orderlies pushing a wheelbarrow and leaving a trail of blood, he follows them until they reach a mass grave of discarded severed limbs, Robert watches as they toss the remains of the wheelbarrow into the pit, upset he walks away, Lincoln finds him later crying]
Abraham Lincoln: What’s the matter, Bob?
Robert Lincoln: I have to do this. And I will do it and I don’t need your permission to enlist.
Abraham Lincoln: That same speech has been made by how many sons to how many fathers since the war began? ‘I…I don’t need your damn permission, you miserable old goat, I’m gonna enlist anyhow!’ And what wouldn’t those numberless fathers have given to be able to say to their sons, as I now say to mine, ‘I’m commander-in-chief, so in point of fact, without my permission, you ain’t enlisting in nothing, nowhere, young man.’
Robert Lincoln: It’s mama you’re scared of, it’s not me getting killed.
[suddenly Lincoln slaps Robert in the face, Lincoln tries to embrace him, but Robert pushes his hands away and walks past him in anger then turns]
Robert Lincoln: I have to do this! And I will! Or I will feel ashamed of myself for the rest of my life! Whether or not you fought is what’s gonna matter. And not just to other people, but to myself! I won’t be you, pa! I can’t do that. But I don’t want to be nothin’!
[as he walks away, Lincoln whispers to himself]
Abraham Lincoln: I can’t lose you.
[later that evening, Lincoln sits in Mary’s room discussing Robert’s decision to enlist]
Abraham Lincoln: He’ll be fine, Molly. City Point’s away back from the front lines, and fighting, he’ll be an adjutant running messages for General Grant.
Mary Todd Lincoln: The war will take our son! A sniper, or a shrapnel shell. Or typhus, same as took Willie, it takes hundreds of boys a day! He’ll die, uselessly, and how will I ever forgive you? Most men, their firstborn is their favorite. You…you’ve always blamed Robert for being born, for trapping you in a marriage that’s only ever given you grief and caused you regret!
Abraham Lincoln: That’s simply not true.
Mary Todd Lincoln: And if the slaughter of Cold Harbor is on your hands same as Grant, God help us! We’ll pay for the oceans of spilled blood you’ve sanctioned, the uncountable corpses we’ll be made to pay with our son’s dear blood.
Abraham Lincoln: Just…just this once, Mrs. Lincoln, I demand of you to try and take the liberal and not the selfish point of view! Robert will never forgive himself, can you imagine he’ll forgive us if we continue to stifle this very natural ambition?!
Mary Todd Lincoln: And if I refuse to take the high road, if I won’t take up the rough old cross, will you threaten me again with the madhouse, as you did when I couldn’t stop crying over Willie, when I showed you what heartbreak, real heartbreak looked like, and you hadn’t the courage to countenance it, to help me…
[Lincoln starts getting angry]
Abraham Lincoln: That’s right. That’s right. When you refused so much as to comfort Tad…
Mary Todd Lincoln: I was in the room with Willie, I was holding him in my arms as he died!
Abraham Lincoln: …a child who was not only sick, dangerously sick, but beside himself with grief! Oh, but your grief! Your grief! Your inexhaustible grief!
Mary Todd Lincoln: How dare you throw that up at me?!
Abraham Lincoln: And his mother wouldn’t let him near her…
Mary Todd Lincoln: I couldn’t let Tad in! I couldn’t risk him seeing how angry I was!
[Mary starts crying]
Abraham Lincoln: …’cause she’s screaming from morning to night pacing the corridors, howling at shadows and furniture and ghosts! I ought to have done it, I ought have done for Tad’s sake, for everybody’s Goddamned sake, I should have clapped you in the madhouse!
Mary Todd Lincoln: Then do it!! Do it! Don’t you threaten me, you do it this time! Lock me away! You’ll have to, I swear, if Robert is killed.
[there’s a moment’s silence as Lincoln tries to composes himself, he then turns to Mary with tears in his eyes]
Abraham Lincoln: I couldn’t tolerate you grieving so for Willie because I couldn’t permit it in myself, though I wanted to, Mary. I wanted to crawl under the earth, into the vault with his coffin. I still do. Every day I do. Don’t speak to me about grief.
[he pauses again]
Abraham Lincoln: I must make my decisions, Bob must make his, you yours. And bear what we must, hold and carry what we must. What I carry within me, you must allow me to do it, alone as I must. And you alone, Mary, you alone may lighten this burden, or render it intolerable. As you choose.
[Mary watches open mouthed as Lincoln walks out of the room]
[Lincoln and Mary are sat in their box at the opera when Mary turns to Lincoln and whispers]
Mary Todd Lincoln: You think I’m ignorant of what you’re up to because you haven’t discussed this scheme with me as you ought to have done. When have I ever been so easily bamboozled? I believe you when you insist that amending the constitution and abolishing slavery will end this war. And since you are sending my son into the war, woe unto you if you fail to pass the amendment.
Abraham Lincoln: Seward doesn’t want me leaving big muddy footprints all over town.
Mary Todd Lincoln: No one ever lived who knows better than you the proper placement of footfalls on treacherous paths. Seward can’t do it. You must. Because if you fail to acquire the necessary votes, woe unto you, sir. You will answer to me.
[later as they come back to The White House, Lincoln help Mrs. Keckley out of the carriage, as they are walking into The White House Mrs. Keckley turns to Lincoln]
Elizabeth Keckley: I know the vote is only four days away, I know you’re concerned. Thank you for your concern over this, and I want you to know, they’ll approve it. God will see to it.
Abraham Lincoln: I don’t envy him his task. He may wish he’d chosen an instrument for his purpose more wieldy than the House of Representatives.
Elizabeth Keckley: Then you’ll see to it.
Abraham Lincoln: Are you afraid of what lies ahead? For your people? If we succeed?
Elizabeth Keckley: White people don’t want us here.
Abraham Lincoln: Many don’t.
Elizabeth Keckley: What about you?
Abraham Lincoln: Mm…I don’t know you, Mrs. Keckley. Any of you. You’re familiar to me, as all people are. Unaccommodated, poor, bare, forked creatures such as we all are. You have a right to expect what I expect, and likely our expectations are not incomprehensible to each other. I assume I’ll get used to you. But what you are to the nation, what’ll become of you once slavery’s day is done, I don’t know.
Elizabeth Keckley: What my people are to be, I can’t say. I never heard any ask what freedom will bring. Freedom’s first. As for me, my son died, fighting for the Union, wearing the Union blue. For freedom he died. And I’m his mother. That’s what I am to the nation, Mr. Lincoln. What else must I be?
[Mrs. Keckley turns and walks away as Lincoln stands and watches her]
[in their hotel room, Bilbo and Latham are playing cards as Schell sleeps]
W.N. Bilbo: My whole hand’s gonna be proud in about five seconds, let’s see…let’s see how proud you gonna be.
Robert Latham: Oh, it is? What you got goin’?
[there’s a knock on the door]
W.N. Bilbo: Yeah?
Robert Latham: Go away!
Robert Latham: That watch fob, is that gold?
W.N. Bilbo: You keep your eyes off my fob!
[as they show their cards, Seward enters the room]
Robert Latham: Nine of Spades!
W.N. Bilbo: Oh my God damn!
William Seward: Gentlemen. You have a visitor.
[Lincoln steps into the room]
W.N. Bilbo: Well, I’ll be fucked!
[Schell is startled awake and gets up]
Abraham Lincoln: I wouldn’t bet against it, Mr. uh…?
W.N. Bilbo: W.N. Bilbo.
[they shake hands]
Abraham Lincoln: Yeah, Mr. Bilbo. Gentlemen.
Robert Latham: Sir.
W.N. Bilbo: Why are you here? No offense, but Mr. Seward’s banished the very mention of your name, he won’t even let us use fifty-cent pieces ’cause they got your face on ’em.
Abraham Lincoln: The Secretary of State here tells me that, uh…you got eleven Democrats in the bag. That’s encouraging.
Robert Latham: Oh, you’ve got no cause to be encouraged. Sir. Uh…
Richard Schell: Are we being…fired?
Robert Latham: ‘We have heard the chimes of midnight, Master Shallow.’ I’m here to alert you boys that the great day of reckoning is nigh upon us.
[Lincoln sits at the card table]
Richard Schell: The Democrats we’ve yet to bag, sir. The patronage jobs simply won’t bag ’em. They require more…convincing, Mr. President.
Abraham Lincoln: Mm-hmm. Do me a favor, will you?
W.N. Bilbo: Sure.
Abraham Lincoln: Snagged my eye in the paper this morning, and the Governor Curtin is set to declare a winner in the disputed Congressional election for the…
W.N. Bilbo: Pennsylvania 16th District.
Abraham Lincoln: District… What a joy to be comprehended. Hop on a train to Philadell, call on the Governor…
William Seward: Send Latham. Or Schell.
Abraham Lincoln: No, he’ll do fine, just polish yourself up first.
Robert Latham: The incumbent is claiming he won it. Name of, uh…
W.N. Bilbo: Coffroth.
Abraham Lincoln: That’s him.
Richard Schell: Coffroth. He is a Democrat.
Abraham Lincoln: I understand that.
W.N. Bilbo: Silly name.
Abraham Lincoln: Little bit silly. Uh…tell Governor Curtin it’d be much appreciated if he’d invite the House of Representatives to decide who won. He’s entitled to do that. He’ll agree to it. Then advise Coffroth, if he hopes to retain his seat, that he’d better pay a visit to Thaddeus Stevens.
William Seward: Pity poor Coffroth.
[Seward and Lincoln laugh]
[Stevens sits in his office when there’s a knock at the door]
Thaddeus Stevens: It opens!
[Coffroth enters the room]
Thaddeus Stevens: You are Canfrey?
Alexander Coffroth: Coffroth, Mr. Stevens, Alexander Coffroth, I’m, I’m…
Thaddeus Stevens: Are we representatives of the same state?
Alexander Coffroth: Y-yes sir! We sit only three desks apart…
[Stevens points for him to sit into the chair opposite his desk]
Thaddeus Stevens: I haven’t noticed you. I’m…a Republican, and you, Coughdrop, are a Democrat?
Alexander Coffroth: Well, I…um, that is to say, I…
Thaddeus Stevens: The modern travesty of Thomas Jefferson’s political organization to which you have attached yourself like a barnacle has the effrontery to call itself The Democratic Party. You are a Dem-o-crat. What’s the matter with you? Are you wicked?
Alexander Coffroth: Well, I felt, um…formerly, I…
Thaddeus Stevens: Never mind, Coffsnot. You were ignominiously trounced at the hustings in November’s election by your worthy challenger, a Republican…
Alexander Coffroth: No, sir, I was not…trounced! Uh…he wants to steal my seat! I didn’t lose the election…
Thaddeus Stevens: What difference does it make if you lost or not?! The governor of our state, is…? A Democrat?
Alexander Coffroth: No, he’s a…uh…Re-re-re…
Thaddeus Stevens: Re.
Alexander Coffroth: Re.
Thaddeus Stevens: Pub.
Alexander Coffroth: Pub.
Thaddeus Stevens: Li.
Alexander Coffroth: Li.
Thaddeus Stevens: Can.
Alexander Coffroth: Can. Republican.
Thaddeus Stevens: I know what he is. This is a rhetorical exercise. And Congress is controlled by what party? Yours?
[Coffroth shakes his head]
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