Harvey Anderson Monologue from The Americans

From The Americans by Edwin Davies Schoonmaker

male · inspirational · 1:22 min

It's all right. They'll reach the coast off there or reach the ice, And then they'll have to turn or jump on off. And they won't jump off. It's too fine a land. Men throw away the hoofs but not the haunch. I sometimes see them in the dead of night Crawling like ants along her big broad back, With axe and pick and plow, building their hills And pushing on and on. It's a great land. And bread tastes good that's eaten in her air. And there's enough for all here---- (HARRY EGERTON: Yes, ah, yes!) If we could just turn something upside down. I don't know what you've heard along the waste, But when you think it's time to ring a change, And when you draft your men and call the roll, Write Harvey Anderson up near the top. And here's my hand, pard. You can count on me. (HARRY EGERTON: We'll meet again.) Hope so. I like your face, And like the way you talk. Good-night.

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