Original subtitles

♪ I see a land with liberty for all ♪

♪ Yet still I know the truth will rise and fall ♪

♪ That's just the way it goes

♪ A word now to the wise

♪ The world was made to change

♪ Each day is a surprise

♪ I'm looking at life through my own eyes ♪

♪ I'm searchin' for a hero to idolize ♪

♪ Feeling the pain as innocence dies ♪

♪ I'm looking at life through my own eyes ♪

♪ I'll take my heart into battle ♪

♪ Give that freedom bell a rattle ♪

♪ Get my Independence signed

♪ Declare it on the dotted line ♪

♪ Let Philadelphia freedom ring ♪

♪ And patriotic voices sing

♪ Red, white, and blue never give up ♪

♪ You represent America

♪ Hopin' and prayin' for a brighter day ♪

♪ I listen to my heart and I obey ♪

♪ How can I see it any other way ♪

♪ I'm looking at life

♪ Through my own eyes

- [Narrator] Here are some exciting scenes from

today's episode of Liberty's Kids.

- [Narrator] Galvez is a story all right.

A soldier in the Spanish army when he was 16.

- [Narrator] That Spaniard's been helping us fight the

British by supplying us weapons, gunpowder,

clothes, and money.

- [Narrator] He sure caught the attention of the

English down South.

- [Narrator] Each English soldier Galvez keeps busy

down here is one less for General

Washington to fight up there.

(lively grand music)

(bell chimes)

(door knocks)

- Is no one here of a mind to answer the door?

Yes?

Sarah!

Is she?

- Yes, m'lady.

Asleep.

This is the right place then?

- Yes, this is her home.

I'm her mother, Lady Phillips.

(suspenseful music)

- Mother?

- Oh my Sarah.

My dear Sarah.

I was so terribly worried.

- I'm here, Mother, I'm here.

You found Father's letter?

- He's changed hasn't he, Sarah?

- Yes, Mother, he has.

He's got whiskers.

(chuckles)

- Yes, so he wrote.

He also proposes if you and I agree to unite

the family in America after the war.

- I know.

- How do you feel about the idea?

- Father certainly thinks we can make a go of it.

But it would depend on how you feel.

- I write from the banks of the Ohio River

where our distinguished soldier of the

Western frontier Colonel Clark is

building a fort at Louisville.

The Colonel is about to send a mission

to request more aid from Governor

Bernardo de Galvez of Spanish Louisiana.

Hmm.

(groans)

- Sorry, James.

- Come, we're getting our marching orders

from Colonel Clark.

- From here to New Orleans then pass out to Mobile.

It looks like a long way and it is.

Farther than you can imagine.

You sure you and Henri are up to it?

- For the story and Governor Galvez, sir?

We'll go as far as we have to.

Farther even.

- Galvez is a story all right.

A soldier in the Spanish army when he was 16.

He was promoted quickly and soon

commanded the troops to fight the

Apaches in the Spanish territories.

- Adelante!

- Not only did he win, but he was so

gracious to his Apache captives that when

word of his compassion spread among the

tribes it almost stopped the fighting.

- That Spaniard's been helping us fight the

British by supplying us weapons, clothes,

gunpowder and money.

- Then when Spain declared war last June

he captured three British positions on the Mississippi.

He sure caught the attention of the English down South.

And I want to continue doing that up here.

Problem is it takes weapons.

- But you have weapons.

- Not enough, James.

Never enough.

- He's right.

And what we really need is money.

- But don't you have--

- This?

(dramatic music)

(gasps)

- But, but.

- Counterfeit.

The British print them by the ton.

Almost no one will accept Colonial currency anymore.

- Which is why Lieutenant Cross is going to Mobile.

Galvez has powder.

- He has arms.

- He has money.

(dramatic music)

- Just let me gather myself for a moment.

Who's this bill from?

- John Paul Jones, sir.

He says it's urgent.

- Since the good ship went down

everything with Captain Jones is urgent.

Let's have it.

At least this one looks fairly reasonable.

He wants a copper bottom for his new ship, The Alliance.

I'm surprised he doesn't want to plate the ship in gold.

(chuckles)

My dear Jones, by all means continue your

repairs, but for goodness sake don't bankrupt me.

Yours, etc.

That ought to hold him for now.

(suspenseful music)

- Feels odd to be out of uniform.

- Better to feel odd than to be caught by the British.

Here's the list of what's required.

Hand it to Galvez and Galvez only.

And guard it well.

It's in plain English no time to put it in code.

- Yes, sir.

Henri?

- He's playing around in the woods.

Henri.

Come on, they're waiting for us.

(suspenseful music)

Henri?

- James, you'll never guess what I found!

- My fellow members of the House of Commons.

Our monarch George III whose reign began

in such shining circumstances, has seen his hereditary

provinces of America erected into an

empire that disclaims all connection with him.

How sadly is the seam reversed.

- This is blasphemy!

- I guess he makes a point.

(talking over each other)

- Not only have his American colonies

turned into rebels who dispute their

connection with the empire, but he is

losing favor in the eyes of his own subjects.

- The nerve!

The nerve of the man to speak of our King that way!

For Charles Fox, for any wind to speak of the King

in such a manner.

- I agree with him.

We've gone quite a long way down what seems

to be the wrong road.

- But we cannot afford to lose the colonies.

- Can we afford to keep them?

This war will surely bankrupt our kingdom.

(groans)

- And if we do not win there'll be no kingdom.

Now even the Irish cry for independence, Lady Phillips.

I'm surprised by your air of defeatism.

- But, sir, I hardly think you can condemn

someone as defeatist when the war is already lost.

With all due respect of course.

- Hmm.

- The fighting may continue, but

for Britain, America is lost.

- How many days have we been on this river?

- 20 I guess.

I sort of lost count.

- I'm tired.

We haven't slept for weeks and the food is terrible.

- But the land, Henri.

Isn't it beautiful out here?

- Yes, but there's way too much of it!

(chuckles)

- What's the matter, Henri?

Afraid we'll never reach Galvez?

- Ah, not so many weavers today?

- Eat hearty, lads, this night marks the hardest

part of the trip.

- Why?

Are we sleeping on rocks again?

- Usually we travel during the day.

Pull ashore at night, but tonight there's

no moon so we move.

- Is that safe?

- Safer than trying to get past a strong point

at Chickasaw Bluffs at broad daylight.

The Redcoats check anybody they see on the river.

- We're not carrying anything suspicious.

I mean except for your secret letter asking

Galvez for money, and gunpowder, and guns.

- Yes, like many things in war this is a deed

best done in darkness.

(dramatic music)

(light music)

- Has something happened, Mother?

- Sir Henry Clinton.

He's lost nine transport ships on the way to Charleston.

All those poor boys.

- Boys who will not be forced to fight other poor boys.

- Sarah, I can't imagine what things you've seen.

- And you shouldn't try.

Clinton's ships, where did they sail from?

- New York, I should imagine.

Why?

- I was just wondering if ships were still

sailing from here to America, in idle thought that's all.

(suspenseful music)

- I can't see the British.

- Good then they can't see us either.

- Sandbar ahead.

We'll have to draw close by the east bank.

- All this just to meet the great Galvez?

- Stay down.

(gasps)

(sneezes)

Almost past them.

(gasps)

- Quick, there's a submerged log!

(gasps)

Back us off, don't let the current turn us.

- I want to help too!

(screams)

- Henri!

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

Warm yet?

- Almost.

How could this trip get any worse.

- It will if the English find the letter from

Colonel Clark to Governor Galvez asking for more aid.

- Oh no!

Lieutenant Cross is being questioned right now!

- Don't worry.

Lieutenant Cross hid it in the floor of

the bars right after we fished you out

of the water.

He'll get us out of this.

- And you were taking these to?

- A trading post.

Just north of Natchez.

Loyalist, sir, to a man.

We couldn't take our goods North.

No, sir, too many rebels.

- And rebels have no money to buy.

Well, sir, I will take your goods.

- Sure.

Let's make a fair price.

- You misunderstand.

I said take not buy.

- But.

- Do you intend to stay?

Because if so perhaps we should discuss

what you know of the many rebels up river.

- That won't be necessary.

We'll take our leave, sir.

Thanks to you and your men for coming to our aid.

(suspenseful music)

Henri, can you walk?

- If I have to I can run!

- You don't have to run, but we are getting out of here now.

(sneezes)

- That guard.

He found the letter to Galvez.

- He's opening it!

Do they put everybody in jail or just the one

who's letter it is?

- Boy, I'm really glad you found that.

It's a letter to my mother, kind of personal.

- Just a moment.

I'm supposed to look things over.

Everything.

Right.

Off with you then.

- What just happened here?

- He couldn't read the letter.

Not a word.

- How do you know?

- He was holding it upside down like Henri used to do.

- Liar!

I never did!

Well, maybe sometimes.

(joyous music)

(bright music)

- This is it.

London to New York shipping agents.

- After almost two months we finally

caught up to Governor Galvez in Mobile.

Lieutenant Cross has gone to see Oliver Fuller.

Virginia's agent here to arrange a meeting with him.

Hmm, looks like we missed all the action.

- Governor Galvez, this is the young

journalist I was telling you about.

- Not me, James.

- I was just kidding.

Welcomes, Senior Hiller.

And you must be Henri, the one who fell in the water.

- I can't help, but notice the diverse

makeup of your army.

Are these all your men?

- Come.

Walk with me.

I have professional soldiers.

They have come from regiments in Spain, Majorca,

and Havana.

The Cubans have not forgotten the English

occupation in Havana.

I have freed Blacks and Mulattoes, local militia

men, and even American volunteers.

The local militia fight for their homes.

Others, like the Indians fight, because they hate

the English for giving weapons to their enemies.

- Sounds like the British made a lot of enemies.

- Fortunately, you're fighting for us.

- Make no mistake, amigo.

I hope soon you'll have your America,

but what I do I do for my king and Mother Spain.

No one else.

And last the main thing, I can turn my attention to

your request.

With this signature anything you required

will be supplied.

- Thanks!

Where are you going after you take Mobile, Governor?

(laughs)

- As far as the British will let me push them.

East to Pensacola into the sea perhaps.

- Look at it this way, each English soldier Galvez

keeps busy down here is one less for General Washington

to fight up there.

- Mm-hmm.

(bright music)

- Those will be much more impressive in a

few weeks when they bloom.

Spring, a new beginning.

- There's something new beginning, Mother,

but it's not in England.

- Sarah.

- Here we go by the old rules of class and custom.

Most of our people simply can't be heard.

- Nonsense.

You heard Charles Fox yourself in Parliament.

- I heard him and Chatham and Burke and Rockingham

before him and nothing has changed.

We both know it.

- And your America will be different?

- They say it will be.

I hope it will be.

- My dear, after the war will join your father

there, but for now--

- I can't wait.

I've realized I'm part of this revolution.

A small part, but I have to be there to see

it to the end.

- That's why you went to Mr Bentley, the shipping agent.

- You, you knew?

- Of course I knew, Sarah, I'm your mother.

- What am I to do?

- I suppose you should pack.

Your ship leaves Portsmouth on Friday.

- Oh!

- Fuego!

- The English commander at Fort Charles

was stubborn, but he was no fool.

He knew relief wasn't going to get there in time.

He defended his position against Galvez's superior force.

To keep fighting would have been a waste of time and men.

(drum rolls)

- It's off to New Orleans.

We load our supplies and head upriver to meet Colonel Clark.

- Doesn't it take longer to go upstream?

- Surely.

We could mount a small sail, but there's a lot of pulling,

rowing, rope tows from shore.

- How long?

- Four months.

(gasps)

- Four?

(chuckles)

- I knew you'd feel that way.

So I asked Governor Galvez to put you on a boat to Havana.

You'll get a merchantman there and be in

Philadelphia in a couple of weeks.

- Henri!

Henri, did you hear that?

We're.

Henri?

(snores)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(gasps)

- Step lively!

Not to worry, ladies, a month train belowdecks

all the fight out of them.

- They're Americans?

- They are.

Another lot of bodies for Fulton prison.

Keep moving.

We offered them a chance to join the Royal Navy,

instead they chose the cells.

What were they thinking?

- Of loyalty perhaps.

Patriotism.

- Huh?

- Best come away, miss.

- Courage.

Mother, there's something I must tell you.

- What, dear?

- I feel I'm an American too.

(suspenseful music)

♪ I'm looking at life through my own eyes ♪

♪ I'm searchin' for a hero to idolize ♪

♪ Feeling the pain as innocence dies ♪

♪ I'm looking at life through my own eyes ♪

♪ I'll take my heart into battle ♪

♪ Give that freedom bell a rattle ♪

♪ Get my Independence signed

♪ Declare it on the dotted line ♪

♪ Red, white, and blue never give up ♪

♪ You represent America

- [Narrator] Cookie Jar!