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- Will there be anything else,
Mr. Roosevelt?

This week, as election fever

continued to rise,

the Democratic convention
gave a rousing endorsement

to their candidates...

James M. Cox
and Franklin D. Roosevelt.

- Good evening,
my fellow Democrats.

Thank you!

Absolutely!
Thank you for coming!

Thank you!

My friends, thank you.

Now, they say

the best way to get rid of a man

is to have him run
for vice president.

Well, I say

ask my cousin Teddy if that's
how they got rid of him.

Are you saying
it's my fault we lost?

I'm saying it's
the Republicans' gain

for at least another
eight years.

You and Cox made sure of that.

But that's okay.
This buys you time.

This buys you experience.

We'll run you for governor.

- Oh, really?
Of which state, South Dakota?

- That's very funny,
but I'm not laughing.

We got a lot of work to do.

You know, first,
you need to know

what they're saying about you.

They're saying FDR stands for
"Feather Duster"...

that you're a lightweight,

that you're a dilettante
without a point of view.

- You enjoy hitting me
when I'm down, Louis?

- No, but it's the only time
that you'll ever listen to me.

Why are you a Democrat,
Franklin?

- Louis...
- Answer me.

- The Democratic Party is
the party of the people.

I am a man of the people.

- You're a Roosevelt;
what do you know about people?

♪ Hold you in my dreams ♪

♪ Someone took you ♪

♪ Out of my arms ♪

♪ Still I feel the thrill ♪

♪ Of your charms ♪

"It has been far too long

"since we last corresponded.

"However, it is
with great reluctance

"I must decline
your kind speaking invitation.

"Unfortunately, I would be
of little assistance

"to the Junior
Assistance League,

"particularly if my purpose
were to appear

as an alumna who is gifted
at public speaking."

- And what do you really
want me to say?

- "Thank you, and if you
ask again, I shall scream."

- Why don't you ask your
husband for some pointers?

He's a pretty gifted
public speaker, don't you think?

No really, you should
get out once in a while.

And accepting that invitation

would be good for
Franklin's career.

- Mr. Howe, wouldn't you
be more comfortable

waiting for my husband outside?

- In the street,
Mrs. Roosevelt?

- If you like.

- Aha! I see it's not
even 8:00 a.m.,

and already the gloves are off.

Good morning, Babs.
- Good morning.

- Hello, Miss Mercer.
- Good morning, sir.

You're late.

Honestly, why do you enjoy
keeping people waiting?

- Because they always seem
more grateful to see me

when I arrive.

You have a lovely day, Babs.

- Should I expect you
for dinner?

- Well, I have the naval
reception this evening.

I'll be home quite late,

unless you've, uh, changed
your mind about coming.

- Do you wish me to come?

- Well...

w-whatever you'd like.

- Thank you, no.

- Very well, then.

Good day, Miss Mercer.

- Good day, sir.

Let's make this
a simple day, Louis.

I'd like to be done
by 5:00 if possible.

- What are you, a banker?

You've got a lot to do.

At 10:00, we've got
a meeting with representatives

from Pittsburgh Steel.

It's on your desk for approval.

- So what did I think of it?

- You had some problems with it.

- I'd better read it.

Steelworkers tend
to vote Democratic.

Next.

- Uh, lunch with
Secretary Daniels.

- Oh, please.

- He's your boss.

- Anything else?

- What if she'd said yes?
- Who?

- Franklin, people know.

It's time to stop.

- I can handle my own
affairs, Louis.

- Not this one.

This is Washington, D.C.,
not the Harvard Club.

How can you be so cavalier?

- You say that like
it's a bad thing.

- Touch it, touch it!
- I got it!

- Here!

- I have offered Franklin
his freedom.

- And I have accepted.

- His freedom is not
yours to offer.

- I am in love with
Miss Mercer, Mama.

- Falling in love
is out of the question.

Why do you think
men have mistresses?

Duty... duty to one's family

and to one's career.

Where do you think you're going?

- It's obvious that my input
in this matter

is of little importance.

- Babs...

- Come back here, both of you.

Babs!

Babs!

- I don't know whether
to hate you or thank you.

- For what?

- For forcing me to face
my life honestly

for the first time.

- I didn't mean
to hurt you, Babs.

You never do.

You live your life
skimming the surface,

never aware of
the attachments beneath.

It must be a luxury.

- Eleanor...

Mama, I know that
it's very diff...

Divorce will finish
your career in politics.

How do you intend
to support yourself?

- M-my trust fund.

- Divorce Eleanor,
and there is no trust fund.

- You've come so far, boss.

State Assembly, Assistant
Secretary of the Navy...

pages right out
of Cousin Teddy's playbook.

We're on the road
to the White House.

Don't do this.

- Lunch, right now!

Boy Scouts, Louis?

Hardly my constituency.

- They've got parents.
Besides, they're photogenic.

- Franklin Roosevelt,
happy to meet you.

- Welcome.
Nice to see you.

- Is this what you want, Louis?
Okay, boys.

- Come on, come on.
Line it up. Move!

- We've got a photograph
happening here.

Yes, squeeze in.

You're looking good, fellas.

Fine uniforms.
Fine, upstanding young men.

Let's go!
We're taking a picture.

- Who's gonna get
squeezed in here?

- Picture!
- That's great.

And here we go; look at
the nice man over there.

Here we go!

That's great.

- Okay, guys, over here.
- Perfect.

Okay, boys, ready for lunch.
- Will you be joining us?

- Of course.
- All right.

- Right here is fine.

- Hey, is this a good one?
- Looks good.

- Okay, what's your name, son?
- Guiseppe.

Giuseppe! Terrific.

- Good. All right.

- There you go...
come stai, ragazzo?

- One more.
- Okay, I guess.

- All right.
Oh, I can do that.

You'd like to hold my glasses?
Thank you very much.

Oh, what have we got here?
Brr, whoa whoa.

Oh that's good,
but now I can't see.

That must... did you...
someone took...

someone took my glasses.

I know, I know they did...
I've got my glasses.

Is that the way I put them on?

Oh, I don't know... I don't know.
Is this good?

Come on, that's it!

Whoa!

- You...
- Watch out, here I come.

- No, you don't.

- Oh, yes, I do.

- Oh!
- Vae victis!

Vae victis!

- Whoa to the conqueror!
- Festina lente!

Not so fast, oh!

You gang of ruffians,
I knew you...

I'm going to get
all of you for this.

Look at this.

He's a natural.

Oh, I've got you...
argh, you ganged up on me!

- Children, dinner is in
one half hour.

Come and get dressed.

- Up, up, chicks,
you heard your mother.

I'm gonna get
all of you for this.

- Everyone needs
to wash up, yes?

- Franklin, what is
on your face?

Nothing, mommy.

Come here.
Stand still.

- Hey, boss, you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Babs.

That's a pretty color.

May I...
- I must check on dinner.

- Very well.

- Tired?

- Of you? Never.

- Why don't you take
a nap before dinner?

Yes, dear.

- Can you take my hand?

- He has infantile paralysis...

polio.

- I knew it.

I knew it.

- I thought it only
struck children.

- Not necessarily.
- How did he get it?

- Some experts believe it's
linked to contaminated water,

but that theory is speculative
at best.

- It was that visit to that
goddamn Boy Scout camp.

In all honesty,

you need to be
looking forward, not back.

- What is the prognosis?

- The damage to his
leg muscles is extensive.

I suspect he will be paralyzed
from the waist down.

- Oh, dear God.

And the children?

- If they don't have
any symptoms by now,

they've been spared.

- Then we must count
our blessings.

- You will need
to prepare yourselves.

There's a deep depression
that follows an illness

of this magnitude.

I'm afraid life
as he knew it is over.

He seems a little better today.

- Now that politics
is out of the question,

he can stay here
at home with me.

- But what kind of life
would that be?

- I've rented him
an office downtown.

He can still practice law.

- Why would you want to do that?

- Because he needs it.

- He can pursue a career, Mama.

- A man as proud and vital
as Franklin?

You're inviting him to be hurt.

And you, Mr. Howe,

engaged in the fantasy of
a political future for my son.

Is there nothing you won't do
to keep your job?

- Mama, that's not fair.

What kind of a life is it
to be pitied and stared at?

- What kind of a life
is it to be hidden away?

I know you believe
what you're suggesting

for Franklin is best,

but I think it will
only make it harder.

- I think I know what's
best for Franklin.

I am his mother.

- Yes, and I am his wife.

Mr. Roosevelt!

Mr. Roosevelt,
we've got a storm coming.

It looks like a bad one.

Got to get you
off this boat, sir.

Come on, let's get you up.

Oh, gentlemen, leave me here.

Let the ocean swallow me up.

Burial at sea...

perfect for a Navy man.

Thank you.

Pull him up.

Watch him.
Got him?

Here we go, sir.

I've got him.

Louis?

- I never miss Florida
in the rainy season.

- No letter, no wire...

- Why? Would you have
answered it?

- What the hell
are you doing here?

- It's good to see you too.

Nice whiskers.
You look like Chester Arthur...

- Stanley, Eugene,
this is Mr. Howe.

He gets seasick
at the mere sight of a boat,

so he's probably happy that it's
being destroyed right now.

- Boys, uh,

I need to talk
to Mr. Roosevelt alone.

Uh, could you find your own
breakfast and make it a feast?

There's a five spot.
- Thanks a lot, Mr. Howe.

I appreciate that.
- Thanks, guys.

- All right, let's go.

- You're always so generous
with my money.

- You mean your mother's,
don't you?

- Oh, so Mama has financed
this fool's errand, has she?

Well, it's a waste of a trip.

- It was Eleanor's idea.

- What can I get you?

- Uh, ham and eggs,
sunny side up.

What's your fancy, boss?

- Nothing. I fancy nothing.

- He'll have the same.

Here, there are a few
from your children.

- I can still read.

- Now...

your wife wants you home.

She is concerned.
I'm concerned.

This life on a boat...
where is it getting you?

- Getting me?

For one thing, no one
gets to see me,

and I don't get to see them.

- Don't say that. Everyone...
- Want some of this?

- No. Everyone is waiting
for you to come home.

The kids, they're...
they're aching to see you.

- Really?
- Yes.

What is that?

- George Foster Peabody.

He owns a resort in rural
Georgia for investment purposes.

Hot, uh, Springs or something.

Ah!

He claims that only recently,
a crippled boy

swam in the waters
and could walk again.

- Oh, for Christ's sake!

No, listen to this...
"the high magnesium content

"of these natural springs
will hold anyone up.

"Although it is not a resort
for infirm types,

"I am extending
my personal invitation

to come visit
in the off-season."

See, I'm only welcome
in the off-season.

- Mr. Roosevelt,
we've got bad news.

- What?

- It's the boat.
She's beaten up really bad.

- How bad?

- Well, it's going
to take a lot of work.

I can probably
have her up by spring.

Maybe it's a blessing
in disguise, Mr. Roosevelt.

I don't know about you,
but I'm homesick.

- And I'm sick of home.

Thank you, boys.

- You're welcome, sir.

- Let's see that letter
from Peabody.

You can't be serious.

- Why not miracle waters?

I've drunk the oil
of monkey glands.

I've been zapped
with electricity,

hung upside down in harnesses.

After all that, this sounds
downright peaceful.

- Well, I can't quite picture
you in the backwoods of Georgia.

- Where do you
picture me, Louis?

- 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.

- President?

Louis, I can't visit
the bathroom

without a team of associates
to help pull my pants down.

- So give it some time,
and we'll test it out.

- There's a reason why they say
a man runs for office.

I'm going to Georgia.

James has been doing
so much better

now that Elliott
has joined him at Groton.

They've put their
differences behind them

and have become a real team.

Two peas in a pod.

Last week, they were
both in the infirmary

with the same cold.

Meanwhile, any suggestions
I make to Anna

about her future,
whether it's college,

or cotillion, she dismisses me.

Will you speak
to her about it, Franklin?

She'll listen to you.

Will you?

- Yes, yes, of course.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Someone important?

- You might say so, Lionel.

- Who?

- A Mr. Roosevelt.

- Teddy?

- No, he's dead.

- Tom, your guest needs
some assistance.

We're gonna need some
able-bodied men to move him.

Go over to the livery stable...

- And fetch the Collier boys.
- Fetch the Collier boys.

- Welcome to Warm Springs,
Mr. Roosevelt.

- Ah, hello.
Thank you.

You must be, uh,
Mr. Loyless.

- Oh, please, call me Tom,
Mr. Roosevelt.

- Then you'd better
call me Franklin.

- Franklin.

- And, uh, this is the missus.
- Call me Eleanor.

- It's a pleasure.

And I see you've met
Roy and Pete.

- There's a trunk and a chair

with the wheels on it too,
Mr. Loyless.

- We'll fetch a wagon.

- We've got a wagon, sir.

- Beautiful country.

- How long have you been
manager of the inn?

- Not long.

- Got any paved roads?

- No, we don't.

You'll have a great
deal of privacy.

The bedrooms are upstairs,

including a beautiful suite
for you and Mrs. Roosevelt.

There are only
a few guests right now,

as it's the off-season.

I'm hoping to make
some improvements...

I-I can't stay here.

Th... this place is a wreck.
- Franklin.

- Look on the bright side.

Most of your time
will be spent in the water.

Look, we've fallen
on some hard times...

- "Hard times"?
This place should be condemned.

- Yes, it's true.

We've seen better days.

But then I imagine so have you.

I'd be happy to drive you
back to the train station

right now, if that's
what you'd like.

- My husband is concerned...
- Fire.

I'm very frightened of fire.

I can't get out
if I'm upstairs. I...

- Oh. Of course.

Well, we have other options.

Ooh, whoa there.

- This is one of our
more spacious cottages.

We'll take care of these.

We'll bring everything
inside, Mr. Roosevelt.

Grab that one first, Pete.

- Come right through.

- Well-ventilated, at least.

- This is the living room.

Kitchen through there.

Where you want
these at, Mr. Roosevelt?

- Well, in the...
is there a bedroom?

- Of course, through here.

- In the bedroom.
Thank you, Roy.

- You're welcome, sir.

Tom!

This young man appears
quite competent.

Would you ask him if he'd like
to stay on as my valet?

- Why don't you
ask him yourself?

- This is madness.
- No doubt.

- Tell me again, Franklin,
why are we here?

- Simply put,

for the waters.

Are you coming?

- Would Mrs. Roosevelt
like to swim?

- Mrs. Roosevelt
doesn't know how.

- Well, okay.

Oh, you ready to get wet?

- Here we are...
shallow side.

We got the slightly
deeper side over here,

which is where we'll start you.

And this is the indefatigable
Aunt Sally.

- Aunt Sally?
- Good day, sir.

- Aunt Sally, this is
Mr. and Mrs. Roosevelt.

- How do you do?

- I have towels for you.

- I'll take those.

Now, they're just gonna
ease you in the water.

Roy, Pete.

Okay, easy.

All right then, sir.

You got him, Pete?

And up!

Here we go.

Easy, Pete. Down.

All right.

Come on, let's get
out of the pool.

Children.

- Don't be sassy.
Come on.

- You'll find that
the mineralization

makes the water more buoyant.

The crippled boy who swam here

was actually able
to walk in the water.

- Oh!
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

I can't even stand!

I can't even stand.

- Well, not yet.

But you will.

You will.

Bon appétit.
- Thank you, Tom.

- This is simply revolting.

- It's not very good,
but it is, uh, mysterious.

What in the world do you think
they poured over this beef?

Or is it possum?

- Everything okay?
- You want to stay.

- Yes.

- New York has the best doctors

and hospitals in the country.

- I need something new.

- This isn't about
getting better, is it?

You don't want to come home.

You don't want to live with us.

- I refuse to be a burden.

- You're not a burden.
You're my husband.

- I want to offer you

the freedom you once
so generously offered me.

Listen, all you've
ever known is duty

to me and to a political career

that, unless I can walk again,
no longer exists.

You've been...

exemplary.

Now I'm telling you...

that you're free to go.

- I don't want freedom.

I want a marriage.

I want a life with you.

- Babs, I can't imagine

what you think
that life is going to be.

- Oh, Franklin.

It's not up to me to imagine.

It's up to you.

- Babs...

- Step up, come on!

- Thank you for stopping by,
Mr. Howe.

- Well, I thought you might want
to see a friendly face.

So how is our boy doing?

- Well, he's enjoying
the waters.

I'm afraid we've lost him.

- Here.

- Please, forgive me,
Mr. Howe.

- Don't you think it's time
you called me Louis?

Maybe we've been going
about this all wrong.

He's down there to be alone.

Let's give him what he wants.

We change our focus.
- To what?

- To you.

A mystery touch, Tom.

Pssh!

Just a soupcon, one of those.

Et... voila!

There you are. Try that.

So to your...

mineral pool or whatever
you call it.

- Warm Springs.

- Warm Springs, Tom.

Is it too strong?

- Actually...

it's the most patently egregious
martini I've ever tasted.

- Are you always
this direct, Tom?

- Well, I don't believe
I've ever tasted

anything this God-awful before,

martini or otherwise.

- Everyone likes my martinis.

- So they say.

- You have a family, Tom?

- Oh, Franklin...

I had a wife once.

But she's gone now.

- Tell me more about what
that boy did, Aunt Sally.

- Well, first he swim

over to the side of the pool,

right there.

Made sure he righted hisself.

Then, before he knew it,

he was standing.

- If it was only that easy.

- Well, you make it hard.

Get over to the side
of that pool.

Grab it!

- Yes, ma'am.

- Well.

Now you got to
remember how you did it.

- I'm standing.

I'm standing.

I'm standing.

- To standing on your
own two feet.

- Thank you, Tom.

You know this spring water
could be the cure?

In six months,
I could be up and walking.

- Evening, folks.
- Lionel.

- Cocktail, Lionel?

- I can't... working for
the federal government.

All the more reason.

- Sort of late for
the mail, isn't it?

Not for me, it isn't.

Got a whole packet of clippings
for you from a Mr. Howe.

"New York Times,"
"Journal of America"...

don't know what else.

Your mother wants to know
when you're coming home.

Says they got swimming pools
in Hyde Park.

She's mad as all hell.

- Reading other people's mail
is not only impolite,

it's illegal.

- The sheriff don't mind.

He likes I read his mail.

Saves him the time.

Plus a lot of folks around here
can't read, so...

it's more a public
service, really.

- Astonishing.
Thank you, Lionel.

There's two to go.

- Miss Missy LeHand.
Who's she?

- If you must know,
she's my social secretary.

I'm having her come down,
if that's all right.

- Oh... almost forgot.

You got the nicest letter
from your wife.

She's gonna make a speech to
the League of Women Voters.

- Give me that.

Says she's gonna keep
the Roosevelt name alive,

at least till he
starts walking and all.

I'd best be on my way.

Night, Lionel.

- This is so unlike Eleanor.

She's terrified of crowds.

- We are facing
imminent disaster.

- I take full responsibility if
you hyperventilate or faint.

On a level with us.

Oh, here she is now:

Mrs. Franklin Roosevelt.

- Thank you.

Good afternoon.

I'm so... I'm so pleased
to be invited here today.

Too often...

Too often...

Too often, the great decisions

are originated and given form

in bodies made up wholly of men,

so that whatever political value
women have to offer

is shunted aside
without expression.

This is a mistake.

I think this might be
the reason I'm...

having such a difficult time

giving voice to my own
thoughts here today.

I'm reminded of...

what someone once said about
looking at an elephant.

It is impossible to ever
see an entire elephant

from one place.

You have to walk around it.

If our elected leaders
are to be truly effective,

they must learn to look beyond
what is right in front of them

to see the entire elephant.

And for that,

they need our help.

- That was so moving,
Mrs. Roosevelt.

- Thank you.

- The Child Welfare Amendment

could use someone
with your passion.

You must consider
being our spokeswoman.

- Oh!

- It... it would be an honor.
- Wonderful.

- Three...

four...

Five.
- Five!

Okay.

I walked five steps today!

Congratulations, Franklin.

Listen, I got word
a local reporter

wants to do a story on you.

It probably won't amount
to more than

a provincial puff piece,

but it might give us some free
publicity for the inn.

- Well, I'm hardly
newsworthy these days.

How did he find out I'm here?

- Small town.
Word gets out.

All right, I know the fella.

I'm doing him a favor.

You know, I used to be
a journalist.

- You mean to tell me
that all this time

I've been talking
to a newspaperman?

- Not anymore.

I got into some trouble
back in Atlanta.

It seems some of the editorial
pieces I wrote

offended the sensibilities
of a local civic group.

So I needed to lay low
for a while.

- You mean the Klan?

Good God, Tom.

- Thrusting me into
the beneficent arms

of Mr. George Foster Peabody,

who gave me this job.

- Well, that explains
a few things.

I couldn't for the life of me

figure out why a man
like you was running this...

- Rat trap?

- I was going to say dump,

but rat trap fits very nicely.

Now, in 1920,

when you were running
for vice-president...

- I can't imagine your
readers are interested

in ancient history.

Cox and I lost the election
by a wide margin.

- Well, it was only a few
years ago, Mr. Roosevelt...

- You know, it's the water's
extra minerals,

plus its warmth,
that makes all the difference.

Now, at 90 degrees,

I can work my muscles for hours

and not get cold.

- Well, as Assistant
Secretary of the Navy

during the Great War,
did you condone the use...

- Oh, I forgot one more thing
you need to write down.

Poor circulation is
a chronic problem

for people in my condition.

- So you think
it could be a cure?

- Well, I don't know.

- But you're hopeful?

- Oh, yes.

Yes, I am.

Roy.

Thank you.

And therefore,

a formal questionnaire
should be composed,

in order that we may hear

from all recent delegates

as to how we can
do better in '28

to present a more united front.

Sincerely, Franklin Roosevelt,
et cetera, et cetera.

- Very good.
Do you want this out today?

- Tomorrow will be fine.

- All right.

- And would you cc that
to Louis, please, Missy?

- Certainly, sir.

- Hungry, Mr. Roosevelt?

- Not really.

- Who do you write to
every morning?

- Oh, different people
I knew in politics,

in case they ever want me back.

- So you'll be ready
when you get your legs

to working again?

Exactly.

- Excuse me,
are you Mr. Roosevelt?

- Yes, who are you?

- My name is
Benjamin Pendergrast.

- Well, come on in,
Benjamin Pendergrast.

- I've come to see
if you could speak

at this year's graduation
ceremony at the schoolhouse,

you... you being
so famous and all.

- Well, I'll be damned.

- Would you be available?

- Are you graduating?

- No, sir.
I'm the principal.

- I see.

Y'all take your seats.

Children, settle down.

Go on, take your seats.

Now that we're all here today,

congratulations
to our graduates.

- Hear, hear.

- I'd like to introduce
a very special guest speaker,

Mr. Franklin Roosevelt.

Thank you.

Uh, thank you, my friends.

Now, you know, at Groton,

uh, where I graduated
from high school,

our beloved headmaster

encouraged his students
to enter public life.

I... I chose to attend Harvard

for my undergraduate work
and then...

Columbia for my law degree.

I followed my
headmaster's advice

and sought a career
in public life.

But circumstances
beyond my control...

Have made that...

very difficult.

You know, I have given many...

speeches in my life.

I don't know why
I'm having such a hard time

making this one.

My God.

Did you see how they
were looking at me?

- They welcomed your
company, Franklin.

- Don't patronize me.
- Don't patronize them.

These people go to bed
night after night

with half-empty stomachs.

Your legs are the least
of their worries.

Aren't you cold,
Mr. Roosevelt?

- Mr. Roosevelt,
you gonna catch the chill

if you don't get out the water.

- You're gonna have to
talk to him, Mr. Loyless.

He won't listen to us.

Franklin, we have to talk.

Normally we close up
this time of year

and the staff can go home
for the holidays.

I see.

- Grandmother Delano brought
this all the way from china.

How beautiful, Grandmamma.

- Thank you, Anna, dear.

Have you ever
been to China, father?

- China, Elliott?

No, just your grandmamma.

- Johnny, we need you.
- Come help us sing.

- No, I don't want to.

- Oh, she's gonna sing again
and you're gonna sing

whether you like it or not.

Sing!

We know this one.

♪ Glory to
the newborn king ♪

♪ Peace on earth
and mercy mild ♪

♪ God and sinners reconciled ♪

- It was an extraordinary
turnout this afternoon.

Louis says there were over
200 people in the audience.

- Well,
that's marvelous, Babs...

- Oh, steady.

I got you, sir.

You wonder...

why I want to go
back to Georgia?

It's to avoid people

who look at me the way
you just did.

- You truly believe
the waters...

that they are helping?

- Don't talk to me
as if I were a child,

choosing your words
so carefully.

- How am I supposed
to talk to you?

- Like I was.

Talk to me like I was.

- I don't know how anymore.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Well, you're a sight
for sore eyes.

- We missed you at the station.

Tom, are you all right?

- Oh, it's just a ulcer.

I can't eat anything
I like anymore.

- My father had ulcers.

Damn irritating.
- Yes, they are.

Thank you, Pete.
Thank you, Roy.

- Well, shall we go for a swim?

- Why not?

So we have some new guests...

some paying and some non-paying.

- What the blazes is this?

- The interview you gave was
syndicated in Sunday papers

all over the country.

They're here to see you.

- Mr. Roosevelt, Pat Doyle.

Sir, I have come here
all the way from Minneapolis

just to shake your hand.

Stuck in this chair,
I do nothing but read...

just newspapers usually,

just looking for something,
anything that would...

tell me there's even
the slightest chance

that I could walk again.

- Well, I...

Excuse me for just one moment
if you would, Mr. Doyle.

- Franklin?

- Is everything all right?

- Of course.
Everything's fine.

- I want no part of this.

I come here for privacy.

- This isn't your personal spa.

I have a business to run.

- Exactly... you have
a business to run, not I.

- No one's asking
anything of you.

- Of course they are.

- Do you know what it took for
most of them to get here?

- It's not my concern!

I want to be left alone!

- My God.

You're afraid of these people.

- Afraid?
What are you talking about?

- You look at them
with the same repulsion

and pity as everyone else.

- Don't be ridiculous.
I resent your...

- You don't want
to be around them

because then that would make
you one of them, wouldn't it?

- Goddamn it!
Get out of my way!

Get out of my goddamn way!

- Right on time.
How 'bout that?

- There you are.

Bullochville, five-minute stop.

All aboard.

Yes, sir.

- Franklin.

- Expecting someone?

- Yes, I am.

Excuse me, I'm looking
for a young gentleman

by the name of Botts.

- I, uh...
- Fred Botts?

- Don't know anything
about that.

- I expect he'd be
in a wheelchair.

- Oh, the cripple.

- One moment.

He's in the baggage car.

- The baggage car?

- Roy.

Fred?
It's okay.

You're in Warm Springs.
You made it.

Here we go.

- Mr. Roosevelt.

- It's going to be
all right, son.

I'm sorry about this,
Mr. Roosevelt.

The conductor wouldn't let me
ride in the passenger car

with my chair.

- When did you last eat, son?

- I ate at Knoxville.

- Knoxville must have
been two days ago.

- Roy, take him to the car.
- Yes, sir.

- Who in their right mind lets
a child ride in the baggage car?

You could've killed that boy!

- He had polio.
Probably still contagious.

- Don't dismiss me because
I sit in this chair.

- Get away from me!
You've had polio.

- You ignorant son of a bitch!

If I could, I'd get
up there right now,

lock you in that baggage car,
see how you like it.

- Franklin!

You get this lunatic
away from me!

Crazy bastard!

- Where's the nearest hospital?
- Atlanta.

- What about a doctor?

- Closer, but not by much.

- Roy.

Let's go home.

- How many can pay?

- Fewer than half.

- I want these people in
the cottages, not the inn.

It's safer.

- Well, it's the way
it has to be.

- What do you mean?

- There've already been
some complaints.

It's the start of
the season, Franklin.

I've got regulars
who've come for years,

healthy folks most of all.

They're threatening to...

check out.

Afraid they might catch polio.

- Don't they know that
after the fevers break

we're no longer contagious?

- I'm gonna...

have to ask that you not use
the pool during regular hours.

I'll try and put aside time
for you late in the day.

And, uh, it will no longer
be possible...

for you to eat
in the dining room.

But I promise I will find
a suitable alternative.

- They don't want us to eat
in their presence?

- Of course, for you, we can
find other accommodations.

That won't be necessary.

- Thank you.

- You still need a doctor here.

- For Fred?

- For everyone.

"Dear Babs,

"things are very different
upon my return.

"I am taking on responsibilities

"which none of my schooling

"in the spheres
of higher learning or politics

"could have prepared me for.

"I have seen
the casualties of war,

"but I have never seen this...

"a suffering so insidious,
so silent,

that it rattles my soul."

When can I swim?

- Soon.

When you're a little stronger.

- You know, when I'm asleep,

in my dreams, I can still walk.

- Me too.

How long has it been
since you walked?

- Nine years.

I'd just learned to ride a bike.

After I got sick, my mom...

She was sure that
the bike caused it.

- Did she sell it?

- Uh-uh, she took it
out back and shot it.

That's it, folks.
Come on in.

And who is this next
delightful young lady?

Daisy.

- Daisy!
Excellent, Daisy, come on in.

Don't be scared.

Don't be scared, folks.
Make your way down.

You're gonna find that
the magnesium in the water

is gonna hold you up.

So we're all gonna get in.

That includes you,
Mr. Bronx.

- Okay.

Jake Perrini, Bronx, New York.

- Roy, sir.
- How you doing?

That's right, this way.

- Come on, I don't bite.

- Fine, sir, mighty fine.

- You?
- Pete, sir.

- Pete.

- Grab the edge of the pool,

get yourselves comfortable

and now we're gonna move

just about whatever we can.

- Hey, you fellas mind pulling
me out of this trap?

- I don't want to trip.
- Do your best.

- Our pleasure, sir.

You're gonna
find it a lot easier

here than on land.

Well done! That's it!

- That's it.
Well done, Daisy.

- Wait, wait, fellas,
do me one more favor?

You mind tossing me in?

- Toss you in, sir?

- I want to get airborne.

- On three.

- You see that?

One, two...

- Yahoo!

- Well done, Jake.

You won't be able
to tell the difference.

You want to try that lemonade?

- Here you go.

Um, do you have a reservation?

- Now, whether in there
or out here,

I guarantee you the food
will taste the same...

absolutely terrible.

"My dear Franklin,

"I too am embarking

"on an altogether
remarkable experience.

"It seems everywhere I go,

"there are more people
in dire need of help.

"It would be overwhelming
if not for my deep belief

"that help is possible.

"Louis's latest flash
of brilliance

"is to take me mainstream.

"He said that you would know
what he means by this.

"I hope you are finding
your work to be gratifying

"in both mind and heart.

Your beloved Eleanor."

- That's it, Fred.
That's it.

- Off you go, Fred.
Off you go!

All right, Fred.

- You're all set.

- Thank you for the lift.

- My pleasure, ma'am.

You'll get him, Roy.

Don't let him intimidate you.

Would you make a move?

You just hold on, sir.

I waited for you that last.

Here you go, now king me!

- Damn.
- King me.

That was not a legal move!

- It is, sir.
- You are losing, doc.

- "Doc"?

You are Franklin Roosevelt,
aren't you?

- Well, it depends.
Are you a lawyer?

- No.

- Then Doc Roosevelt it is.

Would you excuse me
one moment, please?

Would you take that?
- Oh!

- How can I help you,
miss, uh...?

- Mahoney.

Helena Mahoney.

I'm the physical therapist.

You have no idea
who I am, do you?

- Should I?

- I wrote you a letter
right after I saw

the article in the paper;
didn't you read it?

- Well, it got read, I assure
you, but probably not by me.

- He's open right there.

- He sure is!

Thank you, ma'am.
- Oh!

- See, I've been studying
the effects of moist heat

on polio patients.

And I think that
repeated physical therapy

in warm water...

- Can help them regain
lost strength.

- Yes.

- Incredibly, I have come to
the same conclusion myself.

- No ramps, no running water,
no doctors...

from the newspaper article,

I assumed this was
a rehabilitation center.

- Don't believe
everything you read.

- I feel I was brought here
under false pretenses.

- Join the club.

- Now push into my hand.

- I'm trying.

- Okay.

- Give me the good news first.

- Well, your gluteus maximus
is better than I'd hoped.

It'll serve you well.

- Oh, that must be
all that sitting.

- I'm serious.

Your right leg has some
movement along the thigh.

That's good,

because then we'll be able to
use that to extend your hip,

flex your knee
and rotate your tibia.

- I'm supposed to
walk on one side?

- The water may
build some strength

I'm not able to see yet.

But to do that, you would
need to swim in the water

much of the day,

not the limited hours
you have now.

Why should this place cater
to a few able-bodied folk

when it could be open
year-round for polios?

There's a real need
for a place like this, Tom.

Are you aware that
in the last epidemic

over 16,000 people got polio
in the New York area alone?

- Sounds like you've
been reading up.

- I wish there was more to read.

Damn few things being written
about any of this.

Think of someone like Fred
locked away...

a mind and heart so vibrant.

- It's a waste.
- Listen...

- It's an awful waste.

- What's the acreage here?

- About 1,200 or so, why?

- I wanna buy it.

- No.

- I think it would make
one hell of an investment.

Investment?

- 1,200 acres is enough for
two resorts, don't you think?

- It'd take money.

All this land...

fixing up the inn,
putting in ramps.

So many people can't pay.

- Yeah, but do you think
old Peabody will sell?

Oh, he'll sell.

- Oh, yeah?
What makes you so sure?

- Have you taken a look
at this place?

- Yes, yes, I'm still holding.

Oh, hel... hello?

Hello, Peabody!
You old reprobate.

Yes, you'll never guess
why I'm calling.

- Okay, gentlemen,
her braces are unlocked.

Woodhall, this is Eloise.
- Hi.

I want you to pick her up
and put her in that chair.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Gently.

Very good.

Watch her braces.
- Yes, ma'am.

You're as light as
a feather, I hardly...

- I...

I was a dancer in the ballet.

That's all I ever wanted.

- And then...
- Miss Mahoney.

We have some, uh, new faces.

- Good news:

I raided the pool hall.

These are my push boys.

- Well, welcome, push boys.

Afternoon, sir.

- Good day, Eloise, everyone.

- Hello, Mr. Roosevelt.

- You gonna tell them
your good news?

- Well, uh, it's hardly
a done deal,

but for better or worse,

you may be looking at the new
owner of this godforsaken place.

- Oh, that's wonderful.

- Three.
- Two.

- Polio is always gonna be

a losing proposition
financially,

but that's no reason you
shouldn't buy the place.

- I'm buying it;
make no mistake about that.

- One.
- Good for you, Doc.

Well, Doc, if you
don't mind my asking,

how are people gonna
pay for the services

that you're gonna offer here?

I mean, people with polio
have a hard enough time

to make ends meet as it is.

- Boy makes a good point,
Franklin.

- Not everything in this world
has to be about profit.

Check.

- Check.
- Check.

- 25.

- I'll see you 25
and raise you 25.

- Come on, will you?
The night's still young.

- It's 25¢, not $25.

Don't let him bother you, Tom.

He's a cheap bastard.

- Too rich for my blood.

- I'm out.

- 25.
You'd better have something.

- Take it.
I was bluffing.

- Whoo!

- Your deal, Franklin.

Good night, everybody.
- Night, Tom.

- Tom.

- Tom.
Better luck next time.

- Well, gentlemen,

the game is five-card stud,

and sevens are wild.

- Aww!

- Sevens are wild.
- Again?

- You can all go to hell.

- Tom?

Tom!

Where do you think you're going?

- I'm going up to Asheville
to see my parents.

- Well, I...
I can't do this without you.

We're only just beginning.

- You.
You're beginning.

Not me.

I've got cancer, Franklin.

It's spread everywhere.

- Well, I'll... I'll take you
to the best doctors.

We'll go to Atlanta right now.

- I've seen the best doctors.

When you were away in New York,

they opened me up
for the second time.

I just want to die
in the bed I was born.

You're gonna do great things.

This place has a identity now...

a purpose.

It has you.

Take care of yourself, Roy.

- God be with you,
Mr. Loyless.

- You never pitied me.

Thank you for that, Tom.

- On the contrary...

I envy you.

Good luck, Franklin.

He wants to use
his entire trust fund

to buy that leper colony.

- Franklin has invited
Louis and me

to see the work
that he's been doing.

"Work."

Playing in a pool all day long,

squandering his birthright
on a group of...

fawning strangers.

I consider this
your fault, Eleanor.

- I beg your pardon, Mama?

- You have indulged him.

And this is the result.

- Indulged him?

I have indulged him?

He's a grown man
who makes his own decisions.

- But he doesn't have to buy it.

- If it's any comfort
to you, I agree.

- And I'm against it as well.

It will take up too much
of his time and energy.

We tell him no.

- No, it is not settled.

We must hear him out.

Louis and I must
see for ourselves

the work that he's been doing.

Then we will all
discuss this further...

then tell him no.

- Perhaps I've
underestimated you.

- Perhaps you have.

All right, now lift yourself up.

I got it.

She'll help you
onto your crutches.

- Morning, Mr. Roosevelt.

- That's Tom's car.

- I was just as sorry as anyone

to hear about
Mr. Loyless's passing,

and I wished he could've
lived to see this.

- What are you talking about?

- Mr. Loyless had me
come up here and he said,

"Fetch this car.

I want you to fix it up
for Mr. Roosevelt."

- Pete, I can't drive a car.

- Well, you can now.

I'll teach you.

Now, this one here
is your brake.

- Okay, got it.
- All right.

And this one over here...
this is your gas.

- Gas.

- Hot damn,
you got hand controls.

- That is a thing of beauty.

Now, you got to push
the gas in real smooth,

or else it goes all herky-jerky.

Yeah?

Whoa!

- You ain't quite ready
to drive it just yet, now.

You got to...

- Oh, yes, I am. Oh!

All right, oh-ho!

Look out, Roy!

Whoa!

- It's a far cry
from Grand Central Station.

- The wire said someone
would be here to pick us up.

- Your chariot awaits, Madam.

- When did you learn
to drive this thing?

- Tuesday.

Hello.
Hello, Mrs. Roosevelt.

I can't wait
to give you the tour.

I'm gonna take you
in the back way.

That's where the ramps are,
a very exclusive entrance.

Our able-bodied guests
are green with envy.

Now, a small schoolhouse
will go there.

We need it badly.

Many of the children are
barred from the local schools

due to their infirmities.

We also require
a blacksmith shop

so that we can craft braces
here on the premises.

I found a wonderful local man

who can make crutches and canes.

His work is outstanding.

But of course, what we are
in most desperate need of

is a hospital.

Now, that's gonna put
my fundraising abilities

to the test.

But if I can get you inside,

you'll see the real
possibilities.

Wait till you see.

We have a wonderful bedroom
for Louis upstairs, of course,

lucky fella.

Now, we have in here
the storeroom,

and we have the kitchen here.

- Franklin, what exactly
are you proposing?

- That this will be the first
polio rehabilitation

and treatment center
in the world.

Now, my personal trust almost
covers the cost of the inn

and the surrounding land.

That's the dining room.

A modest tuition will be
charged to patients.

That should hold us over
while I seek out investors.

That's the library in there,
and in here we have the parlor.

But you're taking
a huge financial risk here.

- And... and there are
other costs to consider.

- Well, Mama will see that
the children are provided for.

- I'm not speaking of money.

- Yeah, I have found
something here

which makes waking up in
the morning remotely bearable.

I can't believe the two
of you stand here...

- Franklin, I need for you to be
practical and realistic.

- Practical? Practical?

Eleanor, will you understand

I am trapped inside a body

which no longer moves
of my own volition?

I am trying to be practical!

Now either you're
with me or against me...

in or out.

- I don't care for ultimatums
disguised as debate.

- Where are you going?
Eleanor, come back here.

- I will see you
gentlemen tonight.

- You can't talk
to her like that.

- Oh, really?
Are you an expert on this now?

How should I speak to my wife?

- With the respect
that she deserves.

Look, I don't deny that

the work you're doing
here could be...

- Oh, "could be," oh.

- But the issue is
whether you want to run

a rehabilitation center

or whether you want
to run for office again.

- When I can walk, I'll run.

- Mm-hmm, good.

And that's it.

- Your attention, please,
friends.

Now this is, as you know,

a very special night
we're celebrating.

But last, not least, because
we're out of the back room

and into the dining room.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

I can't let this
opportunity pass

without saying out loud what
a lot of us are feeling

in our hearts right now.

You are a man among men,
Franklin.

Hear, hear.

- And women.
- And children.

- It's a real democracy
here at Warm Springs.

Everybody gets heard.

All right, then,
let me now do the honors

of presenting to you

Mr. Danny Connell on the piano.

Yay, Danny!

- And the lovely
Miss Eloise Hutchinson

of Cottage C.

Boys!

♪ By constantly refusing ♪

♪ To dance with me ♪

♪ You'd be the idol
of France with me ♪

♪ And yet you stand there ♪

♪ And shake your foolish head ♪

♪ Dramatically ♪

♪ While I wait here
so ecstatically ♪

♪ You just look and say ♪

♪ Emphatically ♪

♪ Not this season ♪

♪ There's a reason ♪

♪ I won't dance,
don't ask me ♪

♪ I won't dance,
don't ask me ♪

♪ I won't dance,
Monsieur, with you ♪

♪ My heart won't let my feet ♪

♪ Do things they should do ♪

♪ You know what?
You're lovely ♪

- ♪ And so what?
I'm lovely ♪

♪ But oh,
what you do to me ♪

♪ I'm like
an ocean wave ♪

♪ That's bumped
on the shore ♪

♪ I feel so absolutely ♪

♪ Stumped on the floor ♪

♪ I won't dance ♪

Bravo!

Bravo!

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.
That was just wonderful.

Thank you, a-and, uh,

now I understand that our, uh...

before we say good night,

that our royal taskmaster
in residence, uh,

Miss Mahoney, uh...

insists on having the last word.

- I don't think words

describe adequately

what Daisy and I

would like to show all of you.

Are you ready, Daisy?
- Mm-hmm.

- Let me.

- Yes, ma'am.

- What is your most
pressing concern?

- Getting a doctor to live
on the premises full time.

Someone who at the very least

could monitor our progress

and make us legitimate.

- And that costs more money.
- Yes.

The real problem is,
no one is interested.

The annual orthopedics
convention is being held

in Atlanta this weekend.

I offered to speak.

They turned me down flat.

- A few weeks ago,

conditions at a garment
factory on West 27th Street

were brought to my attention.

The owners claimed that
everything was satisfactory

but would never let anyone in
to have a complete inspection.

It took awhile,
but we finally got in.

- "We"?

- I showed up with someone
from the Labor Board,

and we refused to leave
until they let us in.

- What are you
suggesting, Eleanor?

- At the risk
of my good standing

with the Junior
Assistance League...

- Thank you.

- I suggest we crash the party.

Good night, Franklin.

- Thank you.

Good night, Babs.

A clinical situation

where the radicular,
or nerve root

is compressed by the prolapsed
disk is referred to as...

- So sorry we're late!

- Good afternoon, uh...

you're sure this
worked on 27th Street?

- It seemed to at the time.

Eleanor Roosevelt.

- Excuse me?

- Niece of the late president
Theodore Roosevelt,

and this is my husband Franklin,

former Assistant Secretary
of the Navy.

- Thank you, Dr. Bissell...
- Madam?

- For giving us a few minutes.

It is so generous of you.

My husband, as many
of you may have read...

- One moment... and this
will take one moment.

Thank you so much, Dr. Bissell.
- Thank you so much.

- My husband, as many
of you may have read,

is a victim of polio.

However, victim is
only a definition,

not a state of mind.

Franklin?
- I will be brief.

As we all know,

poor circulation
is a chronic problem

for limbs damaged by polio.

I myself have only been able
to swim for a few moments

without getting too cold.

But there is a place, gentlemen,

a miraculous place
not three hours from here

where the water is filled
with natural minerals

and at a temperature
of almost 90 degrees.

That place, gentlemen,

is called Warm Springs.

- Franklin...

- And as a result...
- Sorry.

- Of the work undertaken there,

it is our contention

that muscles weakened
by infantile paralysis

can regain much-needed strength

with warm water therapy

and at a truly significant rate.

- Yes.

We have come to
the shared conclusion

that research for the cause
and the cure

of infantile paralysis
is paramount.

However, until that day arrives,

more emphasis needs to be placed
on rehabilitation.

We personally invite you
to Warm Springs

to come and take a look.

Thank you.

- Thank you very much,
gentlemen.

Thank you, Dr. Bissell.
- Thank you, Doctor.

- You have a wonderful
convention.

- Thank you so much.

- I was very encouraged.
- Thank you.

- Ms. Roosevelt, excuse me.

Uh, Dr. Peter Hebert.
- Hello.

- I've been doing some studies
of my own in this area,

and I was wondering
if I could come down

and make an evaluation

for "The Journal
of Orthopedic Medicine."

- Yes, it would,
and the sooner the better,

Doctor, thank you.

- Thank you.

- Not bad.
- Not bad.

- What is it?

- Who are you?

Come here.

- I don't know how to drive.

- I'll teach you.

Put your hand there.
Press it forward.

And if I move this one forward,

and then if you release...

- I-I...

- And I move this,

you release the lever,

and you...

Whoa!

- Oh!
- See? You're a natural.

Try a little steering.

- That... that's all right.

- Just one hand.
- I don't...

- Just one hand, Eleanor,

and the other... see?

You'll be fine.

Now, look, Babs, I don't
want you to worry

when I do this.

- Oh, please, oh, please,
oh, God!

- You are a natural, Babs.

- Oh, that's really not funny.

- Bye, boss.
- Good-bye, Louis.

- I'll break the news to Mama.

I think it's going to be fun.

Oh, Babs...

words fail me.

- You...

Franklin Roosevelt,

I do so love you.

All aboard!

Mr. Roosevelt,

you're looking mighty fit.

- Well, thank you.

- Fine day, isn't it?
- It is.

Now, how is
the boll weevil situation?

- I expect the boll weevil is
gon' always be a situation,

Mr. Roosevelt.

Ain't that the truth?

- I have a feeling we're not
smiling about the same thing.

- He's ready.

- Come on, Louis, you can't kiss
babies from a wheelchair.

He'll scare their mothers
half to death.

- Yeah, what do we need him for?

Al Smith's got the presidential
nomination in a lock.

- Correct me if I'm wrong,

but don't you think
after all these years,

that old Al is a little
rough around the edges?

Yeah.

- Well, Franklin can help
soften his image.

- How?
- Yeah.

- Let him put Smith's name
in nomination.

- In nomination?
Are you serious?

- Whoa, wait, wait, wait.

He is a hell of a speechmaker.

- He may be, but is
your man up to it?

- Oh, it is in the bag, guys.

You can count on him.

Hey, Stansbury,
send my best to the missus.

- I will, thank you.

- He's lost weight.

Must've been the prison food.

Lift your leg up just a little.

I don't know...

You say she's been
wearing these braces

- for a year?
- That's right.

All right, sweetheart, come on.

Give me a little bit this way.
That's all right.

Good, good.

Now roll it back just
the other way, okay?

All right, can you push
against my hand?

Again. Okay.

That's excellent.
Good, sweetheart.

♪ Wake unto me ♪

♪ Starlight and dewdrops ♪

♪ Are waiting for thee ♪

♪ Sounds of the rude world ♪

♪ Heard in the day ♪

♪ Lulled by the moonlight ♪

♪ Have all passed away ♪

♪ Beautiful dreamer ♪

♪ Queen of my song ♪

♪ List while I woo thee ♪

♪ With soft melody ♪

♪ Gone are the cares ♪

♪ Of life's busy throng ♪

♪ Beautiful dreamer... ♪

- Hello, Saunders, how are you?

Couldn't be better.

I was wondering if you'd found
a buyer for my naval prints.

I see.

Well, they're in
marvelous condition.

All right, Saunders.
Oh, one more thing...

uh, I have some wonderful pieces
of my grandfather's,

Tang dyn...

Really?

An auction in the fall...

well, that...
that sounds promising.

Yes, indeed.

Indeed, I-I will be in touch.

Thank you, Saunders.

Roy, what am I gonna
tell these people

if I have to close things down?

- That you did
the best you could.

- Afternoon, Mr. Roosevelt.

Lionel.

Any, uh, good news?

- Creditors are getting cranky.

- The operative word
was "good."

- Ooh... almost forgot.

That doctor that came
and studied you all

sent his report.

Save me the stamps?
- Yes, yes.

- These will come off clean.

"Therefore,

"in conclusion,
my research has shown

"that the overwhelming
majority of patients

"have shown some improvement,

"enough for me to recommend
warm water therapy

"as the standard
post-polio treatment

to the Orthopedic
Society of America."

Roy!

- What is it, sir?

It's not as bad as you think.

- Read it out loud, page 29.

- I already...
- Read it!

- "Of the 23 patients examined,

"only one, a 44-year-old male

showed little visible
signs of improvement."

This is one doctor's
opinion, Frank...

- Keep reading.

- "There is marked falling away
of the muscle masses

"on either side of the spine
and the lower lumbar region.

His lower extremities present
a most depressing picture."

- Please.

- "I feel after studying him

"that the psychological factor
in his management is paramount.

"He has such courage
and ambition,

"yet at the same time,

"he's such an extraordinarily
sensitive emotional mechanism

"that it will take all the skill
which we can muster

"to lead him successfully
to a recognition

"of his severe
physical limitations

without crushing him."

- Patronizing son of a bitch.

I wanted...

to walk again.

- And you still might.

This report legitimizes
all we've worked so hard for.

We can raise funds now;
it could change everything.

- It won't change
anything for me!

No, Franklin,
I won't play this game.

I won't feel sorry for you.

I met a boy today...

ten years old.

He's paralyzed
from the waist down.

Why don't you go regale him
with vivid tales

of your trips to Europe,

and playing football at school?

Tell him how you courted your
wife and fathered children.

Tell him of a life
he can only dream of.

Franklin,

I can't help you out of a hole.

If I climb in with you,

then we're both stuck.

- Here's another one
he's refusing.

- Why don't you read it?

- I don't like telegrams...

all them "stops" and stuff.

- Let me see that.

- Does it make
you dizzy, Lionel?

- Little bit.

- "Would be honored
if you would place my name

"in nomination
for president, stop.

"The party needs you, stop.

Yours sincerely, Al Smith"!

- Who's he?

The governor of New York.

- Why don't you slide
that under his door?

- All right.

He'll probably slide it
back at me.

I need some coffee.

- He won't go.

He won't want to be seen
walking on crutches

or being wheeled to the podium.

- The millions listening
on the radio

won't be able to see that.

- But all the people
at the convention will.

- Afternoon, Mr. Howe.
- Hello, Roy.

- Can't believe you made me come

all the way back
to this hellhole.

- I've done no such thing.

- I'm here to take you
to Houston.

You started your speech yet?

- I'm not going.

You're not going.

You're not going.

You know what
this is, don't you?

This is a golden
opportunity for you.

This is a springboard
to run for governor.

You ever hear of this, um,

Civil War general
named Francis Nicholls?

- No.

- Well, I never heard
of him either.

But this was one brave
son of a bitch.

He fought for the Confederacy.

He lost his left arm
in one battle

and his left foot in another.

Then after the war,

he ran and won the governorship
of Louisiana twice.

- He was a war hero.
- Twice!

Look.

I have worked like a dog
to keep your name in play.

I have been groveling
at the feet

of the powers that be
in back rooms...

- As much for you as for me.

- And I'll be damned
if I'm gonna let you

pass up a chance like this.

It's time, and you're ready.

- Louis,

I'm not going.

- Your turn.

- Roy, so good to see you.

- Very good to see you,
Mrs. Roosevelt.

- You're a mess.

- You know that
I love you, don't you?

And I wanted to, um,

walk again

as much for you

as for me.

I'm sorry, I never...

- Oh, my darling.

Oh, my darling.

- I'm sorry.

- You have done
a brilliant thing here.

A magnificent thing.

- I don't deserve you.

- Let's go get you in the pool.

- Hi, Pop!

- Elliott?

- Come on, you getting in?

- I sense a conspiracy.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

Franklin, you won't
need those crutches.

- What?

- We're gonna make your arms
function as your legs.

How is that possible?

- Elliott, go to your father
and stand on his left side.

- I think this may work, Pop.

Eleanor, take the crutch.

Now use your right shoulder
and pull your left leg forward.

Good.

Use the muscles
in your left shoulder

to pull your right leg.

- One small bump,

I'll land right on my keister!

- That's what Elliott's for.

He's gonna hold you up.

Hit your leg, come on.

Don't lean in, Elliott.
Stand up straight.

Pull against him.
He needs you.

- I can't...
- I'm strong, Pop.

You can't hurt me.

- You can do this, Franklin.
Come on.

I got to...

- Franklin, are you all right?

- I'm fine.
I'm just, uh...

- This isn't a replacement
for the real work we're doing

to get you on your feet again.

You understand?

No one's throwing in the towel

or even agreeing
with that doctor's report.

- Yeah, I know, I know.

- I know it's not practical.

- No.

No, it's not.

It's political.

- Good.
Keep your head up.

- Why is he working
so hard to hide it?

- He doesn't have a choice.

- Oh, I disagree.

- How can you disagree?

"There by the grace of God
goes us"...

that's what they're saying,

as if our body is who we are.

Well, it's not.
Our soul is who we are.

But they don't know that.

- I wish he could just
wheel himself out there

in front of everybody.

- Eloise, sweetheart, he can't
do that; it's politics.

- Yes, but he could use
this opportunity...

When you get right down to it,

it's not gonna matter
if he hides his legs,

as long as he doesn't
hide what he knows.

And what he knows is what
it's like to be be one of us.

- Good afternoon, picnickers.

- Hiya, Doc.

Now wait.

Just wait a moment
and catch your breath.

- Aw, damn.

- You all right, son?
- Fine, pop.

- You fell down.

- Yes, I did, Daisy.

12th time today.
Must be a new record.

You're just tired.

You just overdid it, that's all.

And so America must find...

America... America
must be requir...

America needs a pathfinder...

- That's... that's good.

- A blazer of the trail
to the high road

that will avoid...

That will avoid
the bottomless morass...

- Well, what is it?
What's wrong?

- What if I fall trying
to get to the podium?

- If you fall, then you
show them how to get up.

- No, if I fall in front
of thousands of people,

I lose everything,

but their pity.

And they'll be
writing my obituary

before I can get up
off the floor.

- Elliott won't let you fall;
he'll be there.

All the arrangements
have been made, boss.

It'll be fine.

- Who are we fooling?

This will never work.

It's a waste of time for me

to place Al Smith's name
in nomination.

They'll never let me
back into politics.

They'll never see past my legs.

- My darling, they'll never
see past your legs,

unless you do.

Franklin.

- Don't worry, Doc,
we're not coming with you.

- Oh, you'll be with me.

No question of that.

Well...

I want to say

how proud I am

to be a part of this community.

A community based not on

birthright or privilege,

but on...

compassion and courage, and...

you know, I believe the true
power of these waters

is that they brought
us all together.

And our ability
to help one another

is what will make our victory

over polio endure.

Because what...

Because what you have done,

and what we will continue to do

until this disease is defeated

is to come together

like a family.

Do what we do best...

lift each other up.

Bye, Franklin.
Bye.

- M-Mahoney!

I need to speak
with you, please.

- Sure, Doc.

- Thank you.

- Good luck, Franklin.

- I'm throwing myself
to the wolves.

- You've faced worse.

If they bite,
you can come back here.

I'll always come back here.

All right.

From the great state
of Missouri...

To the great state of Michigan,

and the Garden State
of New Jersey...

- No!
- What do you mean, no?

- I mean get out of here.

- Hey, what the hell
are you doing?

- Good to see you,
Mr. Roosevelt.

- Thank you.
Thank you, Roy.

And the great state
of Rhode Island.

- Where is she seated?

- She's in the front row
balcony on the right.

I'd like to introduce you
to a man

who as Assistant Secretary
of the Navy

served his country
with distinction.

He is a member
of an illustrious family

of long-standing...

- Louis, what the hell
am I doing?

- You're putting your
big toe in the water.

Franklin Delano Roosevelt!

- Let's go, son.

- Laugh as if I'm making a joke.

Roosevelt! Roosevelt!

Here on the stage

is Franklin Roosevelt,

a figure tall, proud...
even in suffering.

A face of classic profile,

a frame nervous

and yet self-controlled.

A man softened, cleansed,

and illumed with pain.

Listen to that crowd.

- Oh, boy, that's a hell
of an ovation, Al.

Couldn't ask for anything more.

- You may have to be
careful here, Governor.

Looks like you're
raising up a rival.

- Eh, mark my words...

he'll be dead in a year.

Roosevelt! Roosevelt!

Roosevelt! Roosevelt!
Roosevelt!

- Excuse me, Mrs. Roosevelt,
one last question.

- Yes.

- Do you think polio has
affected your husband's mind?

- Yes, I do.
I certainly do!

This is preeminently the time

to speak the truth,
the whole truth,

frankly and boldly.

Nor need we shrink

from honestly facing conditions

in our country today.

This great nation will endure

as it has endured,

will revive and will prosper.

So first of all,

let me assert my firm belief

that the only thing
we have to fear

is fear itself:

nameless, unreasoning,

unjustified terror

which paralyzes needed efforts

to convert retreat into advance.