And we need something bigger than we are, Don't we, if they do with their mills and lands? You heard Aug. Jergens what he said just now When Chris here called to him, 'But you unite.' You heard him say, 'That's none of your affair.' Then how's it their affair if we unite? Logs you can't handle, but you saw them up, Then you can handle them. It's the same with us; They want to handle us to suit themselves. Comrades, I don't see if you go in there How you'll not have to come out here again; Unless you mean to bear whatever comes. You'll hear no big voice, 'Then we'll all go out,' That's kept their hands from off you many a time. Or is it their mercy that you're counting on? Poor hold you've got there. One window yonder Of Egerton's big house would put the guards About the saws. But you hear what he says. And it's our lives he's talking of. (A WOMAN: Never mind.) What is it that gives him power to talk that way? Why is it he can do that, (Lifts his hand) and trains come in With soldiers? We can't do it. And they're two And we're four hundred. (JIM KING: That don't get us bread.) Is it because they own the mills and lands? It's only when they own us that they're strong. Comrades, you've come now where the ways divide. There's bigger gates than these stand open here If you'll just stick together. 'Tain't to-day I'm thinking of. There's a green shore somewhere If you'll just turn your faces from that gate. But if you're going to give your Union up When they say if you don't we'll close these gates, You'll have no peace. They'll hold it over you To force you down. Comrades, the day will come When you'll regret it if you go in there, Giving your Union up. But that's with you.

Sam Williams Monologue from The Americans

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