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You ever thought about the Himalayas?

As a matter of fact, I have.

The previously closed
mountain kingdom of Nepal

is opening her borders.

- You played beautifully, this evening.
- Thank you.

Ugh.

What's wrong, George?

I think my bloody foot's frozen.

It's not the mountain that you
conquer, George, but yourself.

If you're not scared out
of your wits by something,

then you're not paying attention.

Gentlemen, I've got a letter
from Shipton. He's leading a...

Reconnaissance to Everest.
We know. What does he want?

Any two of our climbers
are welcome to join them.

Oh my God. Ed. Ed, look.

Ed, my boy, this is what we came for.

This is the key to
the citadel of Everest.

Three years in Sydney?

Will you write to me?

Do you promise?

I promise.

I need your help.

Hillary?

Yes.

If Everest is to be climbed this time,

he needs to be there... or thereabouts.

So everyone keeps telling me.

Dear Ed, Col Hunt informs me
you're refusing to go to Everest

because of the way I was treated.

You need to get over that. I have.

This is Great Britain's
last chance to climb Everest.

It's your last chance as well.
I strongly urge you to go.

Hello? Ah, yep. I'll just get her
for you. Louise? Phone for you.

Hello? Hello, darling.

- Hi, Mum.
- Your father and I were just wondering

how things are going.

I'm good. I'm having fun.

You, um, met any nice young men yet?

Mum.

Come on, darling. Well, there must
be some lovely young men there.

Well, you must be
having a wonderful time.

Mum, I'm gonna have to call you back.

OK, love you.

Guess what, Whizz? By
the time you get this,

you'll be pleased to hear George
and I will have arrived in Kathmandu.

I should be excited, but half the time

my mind keeps drifting back to you.

Do you think it's silly of me, Whizz?

- Anyone special?
- My parents.

Oh gosh. We're hopeless.

You know, when I make love to a woman,

it's gonna be for the second time.
I'm tired of waiting for the first.

Hey, is Jim Rose's daughter spoken for?

- I'm not sure. Why?
- Why?

Utterly gorgeous, never been kissed.

Yeah, maybe I should write to her.

- Do you have an address?
- Not offhand, no.

Yeah, I'm definitely looking
her up when I get back.

She has many attractive features.

God. Ed, you make her
sound like this bus.

Thank you.

Hope the buggers realise that
we haven't come all this way

just to eat our lunch.

Neither have they,
George. That's the problem.

Ooh, here comes top brass. Squad, shun.

I've been looking forward to
meeting you chaps for a long time.

You know Charles, of
course. Tom Bourdillon.

Charles. Tom, how are you?

Charles has kindly agreed to
be my deputy on this expedition.

I'm hoping you'll agree to be part
of the leadership team too, Ed.

- I would be honoured.
- Excellent. Well, come along.

Ah. Tenzing.

Meet Edmund Hillary, George
Lowe from New Zealand.

Namaste. Namaste.

- Namaste.
- Namaste. Nice to meet you, Tenzing.

Congratulations on your mighty
effort with Lambert last year.

Tuche. Tuche. Thank you.

Well, gentlemen. The
sun is over the yardarm.

I'd say a stiff gin was
in order, wouldn't you?

- Coming, Tenzing?
- No. Tenzing Sherwa.

Stay with Sherwa tonight.

Pasang? Pasang. Min. Tuche.

Pasang. Pasang. Min. Min, no.

Pasang!

Namaste. You must be Tenzing.

- Ralph Izzard, Daily Mail.
- Namaste.

Now, I don't suppose you've
signed a confidentiality clause

with the Times of London, did you?

Tenzing no read, no write.

Splendid.

So, what's this, then?

Min, Min, Min!

Morning, chaps.

What's going on, Tom?

What the...?

Croquet's off, John.

Thank you.

Ooh.

He's steaming mad.

Steaming mad!

This story is all over the
cover of the Daily Mail,

and we simply cannot have it.

Now, no more of your... protests.

We are a team...

and teams must work together.

If you have any more complaints,

raise them with Capt Wylie, sahib here.

Thank you, gentlemen.

- How many trips to Everest is this for you?
- Oh. Seven.

You're a tiger for punishment.

Seven, lucky number.

This time, top getting.

Lambert giving scarf.

Tenzing promise Lambert...

taking top.

Well, you can't break a promise.

Very natural.

Tell us what's in the letter.

Sorry. It's great.

He's talking about this
amazing Sherpa called Tenzing,

- who apparently is just an incredible climber.
- Oh really?

- It's really good.
- How amazing!

When do you think you'll see him again?

I don't know. Um, a while, I think.

- Aw. Boys and their hills.
- I don't know.

I love this song.

Shh, Ed.

Uh, John would like
a quick chat with you.

You're in trouble too,
George, not just me.

Well?

John's asked me to lead an advance team

and set up a base camp at the foot

of the Khumbu Icefall.

Oh great. Great, yeah.

He's assigned Westmacott
and Band to assist.

I've asked for you to be included.

And?

Well, he wasn't too keen.

To tell you the truth, I
think he wants to split us up.

But I'll tell him you'll cry and
wet the bed if you're left behind.

Yeah, that's right, I would.

I told him I need your ice craft.

And he reluctantly agreed.

You beauty!

Thanks, Ed.

Oh, you had me going with that one.

You're not gonna regret
this, Ed. I might.

Get a wriggle on, George!

Haven't got all day!

Jesus, Ed.

I've driven George pretty
hard this week, Whizz.

Probably been downright
unpleasant at times.

Hunt is coming up tomorrow.

Hope he's suitably
impressed with our ice steps.

I really hope to be at the sharp
end when Everest is climbed,

but you never know.

John Hunt may have other plans,

and I suspect they don't
include George and me.

Dear Ed, John Hunt chose you
because he believes in you.

And I believe in you.

You just need to believe in yourself.

- Oh God. What is that?
- They're raisins.

- I add them in for bulk.
- Thanks. I'm not sure that's...

I'd like you all to meet James.

He's covering our
expedition for the Times.

Hello.

Ed. Nice to meet you. Good to
have an extra pair of hands around.

Tomorrow we'll be sending a team

to establish a route
up the Khumbu Icefall

on to the Western Khum.

Ed and I are starters on that one.

Yeah. We'll give it a crack.

Can't get enough of that ice.

Well, I thought I might try my hand.

I'm rather good on the ice, myself.

Anyone got a match?

All right, boys. Morning.

As we discussed, George,
you rope up with me today.

We're going to
reconnoitre the next camp.

You two have a rest.

Well, Tenzing and I can scoot
up later on, if you like.

Oh, no. I don't want you
busting a boiler. Come on.

What do you say we give those
bastards a couple of hours' head start,

then we'll go up after them?

Hillary sahib. Three lungs.

Tenzing, tiger of the snows.

I'm sorry, chaps.

I'm pooped.

I can't go one step further.

It's all right, John. We all
are. We all are. We'll camp here.

- I do apologise.
- No worries, John. Here is good.

- Bugger me, it's Ed.
- Can't be.

No, that's him.

I'd recognise that
ridiculous hat anywhere.

Good God.

- George.
- Thank you.

What's it like on a road
with a... a fearless leader?

It's nice, actually, thank you, Ed.

Better than being on
a bloody road with you.

Tenzing. We might scoot
back down to base camp.

You sure there's enough light for that?

We take off now, we should be OK.

Aargh!

Tenziiiing!

Ugh!

- Hillary!
- Argh!

Hillary!

Tenzing!

Have you got me, Tenzing?

Wait, wait. OK.

OK. Good anchor!

- I'm gonna start climbing!
- OK, OK!

Aargh!

OK, Hillary?

Tuche, Tenzing. You saved my life.

OK. OK.

There's a lot of tension
at base camp today.

Hunt has to choose which pair
are going to get to the top first.

Bourdillon, Evans...

Hillary, Tenzing...

Lowe, Westmacott, all great climbers...

but only two have the
chance to get there.

Gentlemen.

Inevitably, some of you
are going to be disappointed

by what I am about to announce.

I know all of you want to reach
the summit, but only one pair can.

So...

the job of getting 17
loads up to the South Col...

Noyce and Wylie.

The job of forcing a
route up the Lhotse Face...

Lowe, Westmacott...

Band.

Second assault team:

Hillary and Tenzing.

First assault team:

Bourdillon and Evans.

Well done, Tom.

Their primary task will be to
map a path up to the South Summit.

However, if time and conditions allow,

they will push on for the summit itself.

Myself and Gregory, with the
help of high-altitude Sherpas...

will be in support of both the
first and second assault teams.

You're not putting yourself in
one of those high-altitude teams?

- Yes, I am, Michael.
- I have to advise you,

you are making a terrible mistake.

You're exhausted. You are
risking the lives of others.

There is a long and proud
tradition in the British army,

I know, Michael, of leading from behind.

However, it is not a doctrine
to which I have ever adhered.

Well, I think a cup of tea would
be in order at this juncture.

It's been weeks of hard slog, Whizz.

Hundreds of trips...

up and down the mountain...

hauling gear, oxygen.

We've had storms, Sherpa strikes...

you name it.

John agreed to let me and Tenzing
lead the load carry to the South Col.

My God, it's a desolate place.

It's hard to breathe.

It takes an age to do anything...

impossible to get warm.

But at least now Bourdillon and Evans

can launch the final push to the summit.

- Best of British, John.
- Thank you, George. Thank you.

Ed.

We'll give it our best shot, Ed.

I know you will. Good luck.

Right. Let's go.

Let's make history, huh?

This is as far as I go, chaps.

If you don't mind, we'll
leave the oxygen here.

Not all of it, John. You'll
need some of it for your descent.

No, no, we'll be fine. You can.

Go for the top.

All right, John?

Best of British, gentlemen. We'll
see you back at the South Col.

There they are. Ed, there they are!

Christ, they're motoring.

You know, if they get to the
South Summit in the next hour,

they're gonna go for the top.

- You reckon?
- Wouldn't you?

I'll never forget this
exceeding kindness, Tenzing.

John.

They're up, John. Another 300ft,
and they're gonna be on top.

By Jove, this will make the most
marvellous gift for our new queen.

It's not right, not right.

Sherwa should be first
top getting Chomolungma.

Ugh, come on. Christ.

They're gonna be out of oxygen soon.

Hey!

Get the oxygen!

Come on, George!

- I got it.
- Quickly!

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

Ed, you got Charles?

Tom? Tom. We've got you.

How did you get on?

No.

You got to the South Summit. That's
higher than man's ever been before.

We got so close.

We got so...

The summit ridge is... it's
so steep and heavily corniced.

I'm sorry, Ed. You...

You haven't a chance.

Tom and Charles had a bad night.

They must go down today. You'll
escort them, George. Here, Tom.

- John, with all due respect...
- with all due respect,

I think you should be
the one that heads down.

I have to support the
second assault team, George.

You're not in any state
to support anything.

I'll be of assistance
in case of any emergency.

No, I need to be the
one that stays here.

You need to be the one
that heads back down.

- George, I'm all right.
- John, you're burnt out. You're exhausted.

George, it is my role to be
the leader of this expedition.

Listen to me. The only role...

the only role that you'll
play in any emergency

is be the bloody cause!

You're right, George. I'm
being selfish. I do apologise.

I'll take them down.

Tenzing calls the wind "the
roar of a thousand tigers."

He believes Chomolungma is
angry with us. He might be right.

This is the worst night I've
ever experienced on the mountain.

Any moment, the wind could
fling us to our deaths.

If it ever subsides, George
will lead us to the next camp.

From there, Tenzing and I
will head for the summit.

And who knows?

By the time this reaches you,
I'll have either conquered Everest

or it will have conquered me.

- Hear that, George?
- Mm-hm.

No wind.

Perfect weather for a stroll.

Might have to put my shorts on!

Just a few of us left, now, Whizz...

George, Tenzing, myself
and a couple of Sherpas,

coming to the last
stop before the summit.

I've had lots of ideas for
some time now about us, Whizz.

And my main job will be
to try and persuade you

to agree to some of them.

I wonder what my chances are.

You better head down.
We'll run out of light soon.

S'pose it's too late to
consider a three-man team?

Sorry, George. We don't
have enough oxygen.

You sure?

I've done the sums.

You take it easy, yeah?

Good luck, mate. Thanks
for everything, George.

Thank you.

Argh, no! No!

My boots are frozen.

I can't wear these.

I'm not gonna lose
my toes, like Lambert.

It's taking too long.
We're losing valuable time.

Hillary, plenty time having.

Tenzing, would you
mind leading for a bit?

My boots are still a bit stiff.

As you wish.

What do you reckon?

Good, good. Chomolungma happy.

We might be buggered!

Seeing as we're here,
push on? What do you think?

Yes. OK.

Good, Hillary!

Good. Good!

I'm nearly there, Whizz.

Every step is agony.

The higher I go...

the less colours I see.

It just seems endless.

Just when I think it
can't be much further...

another cornice rises over me.

My lungs are burning.

My feet are like lead.

You said once...

would I turn back if I
was two steps from the top?

Well, now I am two steps from the top.

I'm there.

And there's no turning back.

Look.

Ang, give me the cup.

So...

how did it go?

Well, George...

we knocked the bastard off.

Thought you probably must have.

Oh, Ed. I knew you would! I knew it.

Tenzing, come here.

Oh, I knew it.

Would you like some tea?

You know what, George? I'd love some.

It's cold.

- Summit's about the size of a tabletop.
- Really?

Yeah.

It's perfectly smooth,
rounded at the edges.

You can stand on it quite easily.

Views are incredible.

Took all these photos,
north, south, east, west,

just to prove we actually made it there.

Wow.

I had my oxygen mask off.

And when I put it back on, it's just...

like all the colour
came back to the world...

like it had just been draining away.

I got you these.

There's a little band of rock
and shingle just below the summit.

Thanks, Ed.

You could have done it easy, George.

We could have done
it together, no sweat.

We did it. We all did it.

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