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For ten days,
been on this mountain.
I feel like that Greek king, the one pushing that boulder
up the hill for eternity, what's his name,
Syphilis?
Sisyphus.
The difference is, we chose to be here.
For him it was punishment.
Sure as shit feels like punishment. Eugh!
Shh.
You hear that?
Up, up, hold on, give me your hand!
You're looking at a rich man.
I wasn't that once.
And your entire lives are before you.
What will you be?
What will you do?
Only you can ask...
...that question.
Got an idea, but hope to hell I'm wrong.
So in facing your future,
I encourage you to follow Emerson's immortal words...
..."Do not follow where the path may lead"...
Sorry.
..."go instead where there is no path...
..."and leave a trail."
Shh.
My nip.
I'll buy the twist.
Double it, double it.
Its, uh, two o'clock, you know?
Oh, I missed it, didn't I?
Was it a good ceremony?
.
There wasn't a version of things where this could have waited?
Well, you know me, I just sort of follow myself wherever I go.
I think maybe you better run.
We're leaving today.
You pay.
You pay?
Uh... yeah, here.
No-no-no those are our train tickets,
we saved for those.
Plan on going somewhere?
Uh, no, not, no nothing.
Yeah, west.
Why west?
Uh, it's a white man thing.
It's just where you go, seek a fortune.
You go nowhere.
You owe 12 domino.
Why do I get the sense that a domino is worth
a lot more than a domino?
Because it's worth 50 bucks.
You don't have the money, do you, Mr. Epstein?
You cleared me out, man.
Got nothing in my pocket.
Must have something, my friend.
Head full of hope.
Nothing in your pocket, but a head full of hope?
Nice to be young, isn't it?
Give me the knife, please.
We're not really doing this, are we?
I think we are, Bill.
Ahh!
Go, go!
Go, go, go! Come on!
Jackson City...
Quit looking over your shoulder, they're not coming.
They saw the train tickets.
They know how to put together where we're going.
If you get me killed on the first day of the
rest of my life, I'm gonna be seriously pissed off.
What the hell was that game any how?
Fan-tan.
Game I thought I understood.
You even got the money to do this anymore?
Of course I do, man doesn't head off
into the world seeking his future without capital.
It looked to me like you gave to all away back there.
You never give away all your money.
That's all of it, 450, every cent I got for graduation.
300 from me.
750, it ain't much of a nest egg.
Makes the story all the more beautiful, though.
When we're millionaires, we can say we started with nothing.
Question is, what are we going to do?
Mmm... and where?
If only we'd known.
All we wanted was to get away and find our own thing.
Something that was real, bare-boned.
A place to set up shop,
carve out a future with our own two hands.
In that moment we were one of the most potent
and foolish forces in the world.
Two men with nothing in their pocket, but a head full of hope.
Looking for cow herds.
We don't know the first thing about animals.
Railroad men?
We could have done it back home.
Can we get two more of these?
Thanks.
We could be soldiers.
Go to the Philippines.
Got no interest in dying.
The point is, brother, I got on the train to
get away from all that. You know, life of toil.
The whole point is skip to the head of the class
not fall for the lie that you can rise through ranks.
You gotta start on top, huh? You gotta be an entrepreneur.
What do I owe you?
The old man down there is buying drinks until closing time.
I want to thank you for your generosity.
Ah, it's only generous if it hurts.
Buying drinks, that don't hurt me at all.
Well, thanks anyway.
If you want to, take a couple of bottles with you when you go.
Mind us asking what sort of business you in?
Colorado, that's right.
I've been reading about this in the papers,
miners been pulling all sorts of gold out of the ground.
Well, if it's in the newspapers, it's over.
Colorado's panned out, just like Black Hills,
just like California before that.
Then where were you?
It's just like anything else,
what you want to be is the trailblazer.
You go as far as everyone else does
and then you just keep going.
And that takes you where exactly?
To the Yukon.
There's plaster fields that are locked beneath the permafrost
there for thousands of years and only now is people
starting to figure it out.
But you got to get there before the newspapers get there.
You forgot something, boss.
No.
Where else in the world could a man with basically no capital
turn into a million bucks?
That's some shit ass hard work, though.
You want to be an entrepreneur?
Be just us, get out on the land, see what we can do?
No boss, no time clock, just us?
Do you have any idea how far that is?
It's probably better we don't, otherwise we'll never get there.
It was 4,650 miles to be exact, of roads,
railways, and boats.
Six weeks nonstop.
Excuse me?
What's going on?
Well, evidently the whole pass was locked up
for the last four weeks because of storms.
This is the first break in the weather they've had.
Everybody's trying to get over before the next storm hits,
which by the look of things, is pretty soon now.
Thank you.
Obviously we wait.
What do you mean? Obviously we go.
Remember what our boy back in Colorado said,
you don't get anywhere first if you die on the way.
How much it cost to kit up?
Alright, gentlemen, 300 is going to get you a sled, provisions,
shelter, clothes, that will do you for your first six months.
I'll throw in a mining manual and uh...
You throw in them boots, you got yourself a deal.
Not done. We got to think about this, I'm serious.
So am I. You wanna wait around here till the summer,
be my guest. I'm buying that kit today,
if I got to zipper out my own money to do it.
Doing this together, that was the agreement.
Better put on your climbing shoes,
I'm going up that today.
Every miner there stakes a plot ahead of us.
First guy chooses the best claim;
second guy, the second best claim.
All the way down until we get there.
Do we want the 100th best claim?
The 1,000th?
I'll take the kit.
We'll take half the kit for 150.
Now's not the time to be saving money.
Full kit's gonna slow us down.
You wanna go up that? We have to hustle our ass.
Less time we're on the mountain,
more chance we have of actually living.
Fine, half.
Plus them boots.
Goddamn it, I don't believe this.
Alright.
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