1:00:01
Let us serve our apprenticeship here
thoroughly and intelligently.
1:00:08
How do you spell "aurora borealis?"
1:00:13
Call it Mr. Chamalis' rosy-fingered dawn.
1:00:33
What's that?
1:00:34
You've got eyes, go on and read it.
It's news, that's what it is.
1:00:38
News you wouldn't print
in that yellow-dog paper of yours.
1:00:41
You'd better not put that up. There'll be trouble.
1:00:43
There will that...
1:00:44
I strongly advise against it, sir.
Mr. McTavish, take that down.
1:00:49
You had...
1:00:52
I warned you.
1:00:53
Go on back inside
and write a story about the climate.
1:00:57
Stop where you are, sir!
1:01:00
This is the first honest news the Clarion
ever had and it's going to stay there!
1:01:04
Stop or I'll shoot!
1:01:20
Mr. Wigham.
1:01:24
Colonel, are you hurt bad? Get a doctor quick.
1:01:28
Land a hand here, someone.
1:01:32
- Mr. Wigham.
- Yes?
1:01:35
I want you to change the policy of the Clarion.
1:01:40
I want you to write a story...
1:01:43
...I should have written myself long ago.
1:01:48
I want you to tell the people of San Francisco...
1:01:53
...that no city can exist without law and order.
1:01:57
Don't try to talk, Colonel.