Friend, I did not come To spy on any man or seek you out Here on the mountains. For my hope has been---- (BILL PATTEN: We'll blow you up some day, you mark my word.) That never one of you would leave the ranks In your great struggle in the valley there, But that you would stand fast, and somehow win In spite of everything, starvation, death. And I have done all that I could to help you. But you, my friends, O you must understand, As there are some things that you cannot do, So there are things I cannot. (CAP SAUNDERS: Get the pot.) How I came here I do not know myself. Some Power has led me though I know not why. I half remember that I could not sleep For voices round me in my father's hall, And rose and wandered forth, fleeing from something That seemed to follow me across the waste, A sighing and a thundering of men. All day, it seems, I've wandered over the mountains And all last night. Then from afar I spied Your fire here and came to learn my way.

Harry Egerton Monologue from The Americans

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