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And remember, from bumper to 01:33.880 --> 01:37.960 tail light, you're always right with Auto Light. 01:37.960 --> 01:43.800 And now with the diary of Captain Scott and the performance of Mr. Herbert Marshall, Auto 01:43.800 --> 01:53.400 Light hopes once again to keep you in suspense. 01:53.400 --> 02:04.440 Wednesday, January 18, 1912. Camp 69, temperature minus 22 degrees A.M. The South Pole. We have 02:04.440 --> 02:09.240 arrived yet, but under very different circumstances from those expected. We've had a horrible 02:09.240 --> 02:14.200 day. The nation ran high all morning since we were nearing our goal and thought to be 02:14.200 --> 02:19.240 the first five men to reach the pole. But our hopes were dashed when Evans sighted a flag 02:19.240 --> 02:25.640 in a tent near the spot. The Norwegians have forestalled us from our first to get here. 02:25.640 --> 02:30.680 In the empty tent under the name of their leader, Rauald Amundsen, were listed the five 02:30.680 --> 02:38.280 men who were with him. It was a terrible disappointment. And I'm very sorry for my loyal companions. 02:38.280 --> 02:43.560 There's no doubt of it now. They did find an easier way up over the barrier. We thought 02:43.560 --> 02:48.520 as much back at Cape Armitage. It's a rotten shame, men, and I'm sorry. Good Lord, Captain 02:48.520 --> 02:53.080 Scott, you've done everything you could. And there's more to do. More for all of us. 02:53.080 --> 02:58.200 Eight hundred miles, as a matter of fact. Are you ready to start back, Evans? I can't 02:58.200 --> 03:03.720 think of a reason to stay in this ruddy, miserable place. Is the fledge ready, Oates? A bit frozen 03:03.720 --> 03:08.760 in, I suppose. Yes, I imagine. Wilson, do you vote to start? The faster, the better, 03:08.760 --> 03:14.040 Captain. Bowers, can you get a sight and start us off on course? The sky is a bit overcast, 03:14.040 --> 03:22.040 but I think so. Yes, I think I can. We'll go then, as quickly as we can. The minute 03:22.040 --> 03:37.080 saved here will mean a minute more of comfort aboard the ship. January 18th, temperature 03:37.080 --> 03:44.360 minus 26 p.m. The moment of departure is here. It is impossible to collect our thoughts since 03:44.360 --> 03:50.520 few of them are voiced. But I know the same are with all of us. Can we pull the heavy 03:50.520 --> 03:55.320 sledge with great distance? Eight hundred miles of attractors, windflip, barrier and drift. 03:56.360 --> 04:01.400 Can we find the carefully arranged supply camp being left on our trail? Can we trust 04:01.400 --> 04:19.240 our navigation instruments? Can we survive? January 21st, temperature minus 30.4. 04:19.240 --> 04:25.960 This morning, while freeing the sledge from the ice, Evans snatched his hand. I'm afraid 04:25.960 --> 04:30.440 the poor chap is in for trouble as wounds will not close in this cold. And we absolutely 04:30.440 --> 04:42.360 cannot spare the time to camp as our rations are very low, as well as our fuel. January 04:42.360 --> 04:49.320 28th, night camp, temperature minus 27. The miles continue to fall behind us, but with 04:49.320 --> 04:54.040 painful slowness. Our diet and weather, our general condition has improved since finding 04:54.040 --> 05:00.680 our have to be supply camp. Only 42 miles to the next one, but we're not without ailments. 05:00.680 --> 05:07.880 Oats is suffering from a very cold foot. Evans' hands and face are in a horrible state. And 05:07.880 --> 05:13.400 tonight, Wilson is suffering torches from snow blindness. Bowers and I are the only ones without 05:13.400 --> 05:30.200 troubles at present. Oh, wait. Hold on. I've got to rest. Don't try to help, Evans. Just hold on 05:30.200 --> 05:37.560 the sledge. I wasn't helping, Captain. I've got to rest anyway. I get dizzy. Elzora, don't sit down, 05:37.560 --> 05:41.560 Evans. Stay up on your feet. Can't we put him in his sleeping bag and put him on the sledge? 05:41.560 --> 05:46.840 No, I won't do that. We can pull him. I won't do it. If it's for the good of the rest of us, Evans. 05:46.840 --> 05:53.320 No, no. I'll stay here first. Then if it's an order. No, not that kind of an order. I won't be 05:53.320 --> 05:58.120 dragged on by the rest of you. Then you've got to come along. Seven or eight more miles, Evans. 05:58.120 --> 06:01.720 Then we'll be stopping for the rest of our meals. I'm not sicking of those miles. 06:01.720 --> 06:07.720 How many more seven miles are there? Let's cover these before. How many more? Evans. 06:09.720 --> 06:15.720 I'll do the best I can. I'm sure of it, Evans. And everything will be all right? Yes, sir. 06:15.720 --> 06:19.720 All right. There'll be hot food in a few more hours. Let's move on. 06:19.720 --> 06:33.720 Let's move on. February 11th, temperature minus 26.2. The worst day we've had during the trip and 06:33.720 --> 06:39.720 greatly owing to our own fault. We started on a wretched surface, pulling on sledge. The light was 06:39.720 --> 06:45.720 horrible. Dulled by fog, it made everything look fantastic. As we went on, the light knew worse, and 06:45.720 --> 06:51.720 we found ourselves in pressure. Then came the fatal decision to steer east. The disturbance grew worse. 06:51.720 --> 06:57.720 My spirits received a very rude shock. The farther we plunged ahead, the less possible it seemed that 06:57.720 --> 07:03.720 we could find the way out. We struggled until 9 p.m. to do nothing more but make camp. 07:03.720 --> 07:08.720 There's no getting away from the fact that we are not pulling strong. 07:08.720 --> 07:15.720 Jamesbury Pony Sledge, John Wright Pony Sledge, Joe Balls... 07:15.720 --> 07:21.720 Your eyes, Wilson. How are they? Better, I think. Let me see. Yes, I think they are. 07:21.720 --> 07:28.720 Pony Sledge... Oh, Evans! George... Oh, yes. What were you saying? 07:28.720 --> 07:34.720 Was I saying something? How did it go on? I thought I was asleep. 07:34.720 --> 07:39.720 Perhaps you were. Know what you were saying, Evans? You were naming the schools that donated 07:39.720 --> 07:46.720 sledges for the expedition. Oh, I thought I was asleep. I must have been dreaming about home. 07:46.720 --> 07:53.720 I like it better there than I do here. I mean, I like dreaming about it. I like it as well. 07:53.720 --> 07:58.720 Give as much rest as you can, Evans. We'll want an early start. 07:58.720 --> 08:04.720 Well, how's your foot? All right. It's better, Captain. It bothers a bit in the morning, but then it gets better. 08:04.720 --> 08:07.720 Good. How do you get along so well, Captain? 08:07.720 --> 08:11.720 Well, because I know everything is going to be all right. Are you just cheering us up or do you really think so? 08:11.720 --> 08:18.720 Of course I think so. You know as well as I, the splendid panning we've had, everything is going precisely as it should. 08:18.720 --> 08:31.720 There's a line of supply camps right back to the ship. All we've got to do is follow it. 08:31.720 --> 08:37.720 February 17th, a very terrible day, although we got out of the turmoil. 08:37.720 --> 08:41.720 Evans looked a little better after a good sleep and declared he was all right. 08:41.720 --> 08:47.720 He started in his place on the traces, but half an hour later he had to leave the sled and follow behind. 08:47.720 --> 08:55.720 At the first west stop, he came up very slowly. He stayed with us for a while, then dropped out again. 08:55.720 --> 09:01.720 We tried to pull him on the stretch, but he had not the strength, and he fell behind. 09:01.720 --> 09:06.720 At lunch camp, we saw him coming far astern, and when we looked again, he had fallen. 09:06.720 --> 09:13.720 Evans, Evans, is he alive? 09:13.720 --> 09:20.720 Wait, there's Jerry Rissi. Jerry, move. Come on, Evans, Evans. 09:20.720 --> 09:23.720 Oh no, let me go. 09:23.720 --> 09:25.720 Walk, Evans, walk. Walk, Evans. 09:25.720 --> 09:28.720 I don't want to. 09:28.720 --> 09:31.720 Go and get the other bowels. Bring the switch. 09:31.720 --> 09:37.720 Evans, Evans, listen to me. You can't lie here. You've got to move. 09:37.720 --> 09:42.720 Evans, come on, get up. You have to do it. They can't lift you. 09:42.720 --> 09:51.720 Over there, over there by the tree. Go fetch. Over there. 09:51.720 --> 10:03.720 When we got him into the tent, he was quite comatose, and he died quietly at 12.30 p.m. 10:03.720 --> 10:11.720 It's a terrible thing to lose a companion that way. His passing is a frightfully personal thing to each of us. 10:11.720 --> 10:18.720 As is usual, our doubts and fears are not voiced, but I don't think that one of us does not wonder 10:18.720 --> 10:23.720 how many of the remaining four can survive. 10:39.720 --> 10:44.720 Auto Light is bringing you Mr. Herbert Marshall in The Diary of Captain Scott, 10:44.720 --> 10:50.720 tonight's production in radio's outstanding theater of thrills, Suspense. 10:59.720 --> 11:04.720 Hey, Wilcox, are them Auto Light spark plugs really as slick as a hair tail? 11:04.720 --> 11:09.720 You bet they are, Sheriff. 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13:56.720 --> 13:57.720 What is it, Scott? 13:57.720 --> 13:59.720 Well, I thought I heard something. 13:59.720 --> 14:01.720 I thought you said something, didn't you? 14:01.720 --> 14:02.720 No. 14:02.720 --> 14:04.720 Bowers, I forgot to talk to you. 14:04.720 --> 14:05.720 Bowers. 14:05.720 --> 14:06.720 Of course. 14:06.720 --> 14:08.720 I, Bowers, am terribly worried. 14:08.720 --> 14:10.720 I didn't think it was you, Nicole. 14:10.720 --> 14:12.720 I heard my wife. 14:12.720 --> 14:14.720 Under these conditions, I hardly think... 14:14.720 --> 14:16.720 Wait, let me tell you. 14:16.720 --> 14:18.720 It started last night. 14:18.720 --> 14:21.720 I was with her, Bowers, and it wasn't a dream. 14:21.720 --> 14:25.720 I was lying awake, looking up at the peak of the tent. 14:25.720 --> 14:27.720 And suddenly I was with her. 14:27.720 --> 14:29.720 In our library at home. 14:29.720 --> 14:30.720 It must have been a dream. 14:30.720 --> 14:32.720 No, I wasn't. 14:32.720 --> 14:34.720 I could feel everything and smell everything. 14:34.720 --> 14:37.720 The perfume she was wearing, the warmth from the fire. 14:37.720 --> 14:40.720 I was warm, Bowers. 14:40.720 --> 14:43.720 I was warm even after I came back here. 14:43.720 --> 14:46.720 No dream can accomplish that. 14:46.720 --> 14:48.720 I went home. 14:48.720 --> 14:50.720 I held her in my arms. 14:50.720 --> 14:53.720 And we went up to see our son. 14:53.720 --> 14:56.720 It was night and he was asleep. 14:56.720 --> 14:59.720 And then we went back to the library. 14:59.720 --> 15:02.720 And sat before the fire. 15:02.720 --> 15:04.720 And it was warm. 15:04.720 --> 15:06.720 I'm sorry that he's asleep, Bob. 15:06.720 --> 15:07.720 It is late. 15:07.720 --> 15:08.720 I know. 15:08.720 --> 15:09.720 From every time. 15:09.720 --> 15:12.720 I know all what tales I'll have to tell him. 15:12.720 --> 15:14.720 Courageous men serving their country. 15:14.720 --> 15:16.720 I'll make him proud to be an Englishman. 15:16.720 --> 15:18.720 Oh, I'm sure he will be, darling. 15:18.720 --> 15:21.720 Above all, we must guard him against indolence. 15:21.720 --> 15:24.720 We must make him a strenuous man. 15:24.720 --> 15:27.720 Interest him in natural history, better than games. 15:27.720 --> 15:28.720 He'll be a good man. 15:28.720 --> 15:32.720 And you, Kate, if I could tell you the millions of thoughts I've had of you. 15:32.720 --> 15:34.720 I was with you, I think. 15:34.720 --> 15:36.720 I worried so. 15:36.720 --> 15:38.720 I knew you must have been suffering. 15:38.720 --> 15:40.720 There was some. 15:40.720 --> 15:42.720 There's bound to be one of features as great as ours. 15:42.720 --> 15:44.720 The years of planning. 15:44.720 --> 15:46.720 Eight hundred miles we marched to the pole. 15:46.720 --> 15:48.720 Eight hundred back. 15:48.720 --> 15:50.720 But what wealth we brought to the scientists. 15:50.720 --> 15:52.720 And what honor we brought to England. 15:52.720 --> 15:54.720 Your home, darling. 15:54.720 --> 15:56.720 And that's more important than science and honor. 15:56.720 --> 15:58.720 Your home and you won't ever go away again. 15:58.720 --> 16:00.720 No. 16:00.720 --> 16:02.720 I've served my duty, I think. 16:02.720 --> 16:05.720 I shall collect and arrange my notes. 16:05.720 --> 16:09.720 Perhaps I shall write a book and describe the bottom of the world and living there. 16:09.720 --> 16:11.720 But never go back. 16:11.720 --> 16:13.720 The drift snow like finest flower. 16:13.720 --> 16:17.720 Flickering up under one's clothing and stinging as a sandblast. 16:17.720 --> 16:19.720 But never go back. 16:19.720 --> 16:22.720 The cloudy columns of snow drift advancing from the south. 16:22.720 --> 16:24.720 And heralding the storm. 16:24.720 --> 16:26.720 But never go back. 16:26.720 --> 16:28.720 No, I like it here. 16:28.720 --> 16:30.720 I'm warm. 16:30.720 --> 16:32.720 Warm. 16:32.720 --> 16:34.720 I'm warm. 16:34.720 --> 16:36.720 It was a dream, Scott. 16:36.720 --> 16:38.720 Good Lord, it's nothing to worry about. 16:38.720 --> 16:40.720 It was not a dream. 16:40.720 --> 16:42.720 All of your senses don't coordinate in a dream. 16:42.720 --> 16:44.720 You don't smell and touch and feel. 16:44.720 --> 16:46.720 Well, I told you. 16:46.720 --> 16:50.720 If it's the first sign of a breakdown, I want you to know. 16:50.720 --> 16:52.720 Of course it isn't. You're in splendid shape. 16:52.720 --> 16:54.720 Thanks, Bowers. 16:54.720 --> 16:56.720 I owe you a great deal. 16:56.720 --> 16:57.720 Nonsense. 16:57.720 --> 16:59.720 At least I owe you the privilege of getting into the sleep. 16:59.720 --> 17:01.720 Good night, Bowers. 17:01.720 --> 17:24.720 Good night. 17:24.720 --> 17:25.720 March 1st. 17:25.720 --> 17:27.720 Lunch. Very cold last night. 17:27.720 --> 17:30.720 Minimum minus forty-one point five. 17:30.720 --> 17:32.720 But our fortunes have changed. 17:32.720 --> 17:34.720 At least the future looks brighter. 17:34.720 --> 17:37.720 Bowers' excellent navigating has kept us precisely on course. 17:37.720 --> 17:39.720 And on it we found an unexpected supply tent. 17:39.720 --> 17:41.720 Containing rations. 17:41.720 --> 17:43.720 And a note addressed to me. 17:43.720 --> 17:46.720 The men back at the Cape had taken it upon themselves to change plans. 17:46.720 --> 17:48.720 For which we are happy. 17:48.720 --> 17:52.720 The next camp, we expected only surprise, has been enlarged and manned. 17:52.720 --> 17:55.720 We ought to be met there with dog sedges. 17:55.720 --> 17:58.720 At that point our dragging days are finished. 17:58.720 --> 18:07.720 And only twenty-four and a half miles away. 18:07.720 --> 18:10.720 March 2nd. Night camp. 18:10.720 --> 18:13.720 All the elation of yesterday has been crashed. 18:13.720 --> 18:17.720 The fortune rarely comes, Stingley. 18:17.720 --> 18:20.720 This day we have suffered three distinct blows. 18:20.720 --> 18:25.720 First, through some oversight our fuel oil supply is less than half what we thought it was. 18:25.720 --> 18:30.720 Second, Titus Oates disclosed his feet. 18:30.720 --> 18:32.720 They show very bad indeed. 18:32.720 --> 18:34.720 They will never be saved. 18:34.720 --> 18:36.720 Lastly, the weather has turned on us. 18:36.720 --> 18:39.720 Blizzard conditions are extreme. 18:39.720 --> 18:42.720 We are in a very tight place indeed. 18:42.720 --> 18:44.720 But none of us is despondent. 18:44.720 --> 18:53.720 Or at least none shows it. 18:53.720 --> 18:57.720 March 10th. Stingley going downhill. 18:57.720 --> 19:00.720 Midday, minus forty-three. 19:00.720 --> 19:02.720 Blizzard still with us. 19:02.720 --> 19:05.720 Oates unable to go on so camped at noon. 19:05.720 --> 19:10.720 Have covered only eleven miles in the eight days past. 19:10.720 --> 19:11.720 Captain. 19:11.720 --> 19:12.720 Yes, Oates. 19:12.720 --> 19:19.720 It's quite difficult to say this without sounding heroic, but I'm going to die and I know it. 19:19.720 --> 19:21.720 No you aren't, Oates. You mustn't talk like that. 19:21.720 --> 19:23.720 No, it's no good, Captain. I know I am and I'm not afraid. 19:23.720 --> 19:24.720 Stop that, Oates. 19:24.720 --> 19:26.720 I know what I'm saying. 19:26.720 --> 19:28.720 And the quicker it happens the better. 19:28.720 --> 19:31.720 I'm not going to hold the rest of you back. 19:31.720 --> 19:33.720 I know how I felt about poor Evans. 19:33.720 --> 19:37.720 He was holding us back and I knew he was going to die and I was angry at him for keeping on as long as he did. 19:37.720 --> 19:38.720 Oates! 19:38.720 --> 19:39.720 What kind of talk is that, Oates? 19:39.720 --> 19:42.720 It's the truth and I don't care. 19:42.720 --> 19:47.720 When he was holding us back and I knew there was no chance of him, I wanted him to die. 19:47.720 --> 19:52.720 I don't know what the rest of you were thinking, but that's what I was. 19:52.720 --> 19:54.720 And now I'm holding you back. 19:54.720 --> 19:56.720 And I won't have that. 19:56.720 --> 19:58.720 I want you to leave me. 19:58.720 --> 20:00.720 We'll not leave you, Oates. 20:00.720 --> 20:02.720 Please, Captain. 20:02.720 --> 20:09.720 I'm not afraid. I'd like to go. I'm tired and it hurts and I'd like to go to sleep and not wake up. 20:09.720 --> 20:12.720 I've no family to leave the rest of you. 20:12.720 --> 20:14.720 We won't leave you, Oates. You know that. 20:14.720 --> 20:16.720 I want it that way. 20:16.720 --> 20:19.720 I'll get in my sleeping bag and I'll go to sleep. 20:19.720 --> 20:21.720 I'm not afraid. I want to. 20:21.720 --> 20:23.720 You can't do that, Oates. 20:23.720 --> 20:26.720 Even if we agreed with you, we couldn't leave you. 20:26.720 --> 20:29.720 Please, Captain. You know I'm right. 20:29.720 --> 20:31.720 All of you know. 20:31.720 --> 20:33.720 Please, Captain. 20:33.720 --> 20:46.720 Please. 20:46.720 --> 20:49.720 March 15th or 17th. 20:49.720 --> 20:53.720 Lost track of dates, but I think the last is correct. 20:53.720 --> 20:56.720 Poor Tyler's Oates is gone. 20:56.720 --> 21:00.720 Should this journal be found, I want these facts recorded. 21:00.720 --> 21:02.720 This was he then. 21:02.720 --> 21:05.720 He woke in the morning yesterday. 21:05.720 --> 21:07.720 It was blowing a blizzard. 21:07.720 --> 21:13.720 He said, I'm just going outside. It shall be long. 21:13.720 --> 21:19.720 He went out into the blizzard and we have not seen him since. 21:19.720 --> 21:43.720 Oates! Oates! Where are you? Oates! Come back! Come back! Come back! 21:43.720 --> 21:46.720 March 18th. Nightcap. 21:46.720 --> 21:49.720 We are 14 miles away from the sledge camp. 21:49.720 --> 21:53.720 But ill fortune presses my right foot is gone. 21:53.720 --> 21:58.720 Two days ago I was power possessor. The best feet now one is gone. 21:58.720 --> 22:09.720 The others are still confident of giving food, but I don't know. 22:09.720 --> 22:11.720 March 21st. 22:11.720 --> 22:15.720 Got within 11 miles of dog sledge camp yesterday. 22:15.720 --> 22:17.720 The blizzard forced us to lay up. 22:17.720 --> 22:20.720 We cannot move against it. We do not dare to leave the tent. 22:20.720 --> 22:23.720 We would surely die if we dared. 22:23.720 --> 22:32.720 Bob? Oh Bob? Here I am Bob. Here I am. 22:32.720 --> 22:34.720 Here I am Bob. Over here. 22:34.720 --> 22:35.720 Oh, I didn't see you. 22:35.720 --> 22:38.720 So nice in the sun. I thought I'd sit out for a bit. 22:38.720 --> 22:39.720 Too nice. 22:39.720 --> 22:42.720 Nothing like this at your precious South Pole. 22:42.720 --> 22:44.720 No, nothing like this. 22:44.720 --> 22:48.720 Down there even when the sun is high it's always weak and diffuse. 22:48.720 --> 22:52.720 And because of the reflection from the ice on every side, 22:52.720 --> 22:56.720 there never is a definite shadow over the number of shadows of any man or object. 22:56.720 --> 22:57.720 I think you love it. 22:57.720 --> 22:59.720 No, I hate it. 22:59.720 --> 23:04.720 Five men march to the pole and they say they've conquered it, but they haven't. 23:04.720 --> 23:06.720 It will conquer them. 23:06.720 --> 23:08.720 You'll never go back, will you? 23:08.720 --> 23:09.720 No. 23:09.720 --> 23:11.720 I didn't want you to go, remember? 23:11.720 --> 23:15.720 I was afraid you wouldn't come back. Do you remember when I said that? 23:15.720 --> 23:19.720 Yes, I remember. And I laughed at you, didn't I? 23:19.720 --> 23:20.720 I was such a coward. 23:20.720 --> 23:25.720 I laughed and told you that I would conquer it just for you. 23:25.720 --> 23:27.720 That I would name a glacier for you. 23:27.720 --> 23:31.720 And I asked you how a woman should act when a glacier is named after her. 23:31.720 --> 23:36.720 Well, I didn't name a glacier for you, but I thought of you Kate. 23:36.720 --> 23:40.720 I thought and dreamed of you so often. 23:40.720 --> 23:43.720 It's important that you know that. 23:43.720 --> 23:46.720 It's important that you know that. 23:46.720 --> 23:48.720 I think of you constantly. 23:48.720 --> 23:51.720 You and our son. 23:51.720 --> 23:53.720 He must be active. 23:53.720 --> 23:55.720 He must be strong. 23:55.720 --> 23:57.720 And you must protect him and he must protect you. 23:57.720 --> 23:58.720 Stop. 23:58.720 --> 23:59.720 Kate, I love you. 23:59.720 --> 24:00.720 If this... 24:00.720 --> 24:01.720 Stop! 24:01.720 --> 24:03.720 Why are you... Yes, yes, yes, for hours. 24:03.720 --> 24:05.720 Wilson is dead. 24:05.720 --> 24:08.720 Ah, Wilson. 24:08.720 --> 24:12.720 Ah, Wilson is dead. 24:12.720 --> 24:25.720 Bower. Bower. Bower. 24:25.720 --> 24:28.720 March 29. 24:28.720 --> 24:38.720 Since the 21st, Bower and I, Sir Riley Wilson, have had a continuous gale and blizzard from west to west and to the southwest. 24:38.720 --> 24:44.720 We had fuel to make two cups of tea a piece and bare food for two days on the 20th. 24:44.720 --> 24:50.720 Every day we've been ready to start for the dogstedge camp 11 miles away. 24:50.720 --> 24:56.720 But outside the door of the tent it remains a scene of whirling drift. 24:56.720 --> 25:00.720 I do not think we can hope for any better things now. 25:00.720 --> 25:03.720 We shall stick it out to the end. 25:03.720 --> 25:06.720 But we are getting weaker, of course. 25:06.720 --> 25:09.720 And the end cannot be far. 25:09.720 --> 25:11.720 It seems a pity. 25:11.720 --> 25:16.720 But I do not think I can write much more. 25:16.720 --> 25:22.720 This rough journal and our dead bodies must tell the story. 25:22.720 --> 25:26.720 And dying we are. 25:26.720 --> 25:54.720 Bower. Bower. 25:54.720 --> 26:07.720 The following year an expedition formed by Captain Scott's comrades at the main depot at Cape Armitage set out and found his body, along with that of Bower's and Wilson's. 26:07.720 --> 26:12.720 Search was carried on for oats and Evans, but they were never found. 26:12.720 --> 26:20.720 A great cairn was built at the site of Scott's final camp, a trivial monument to the courage of five men, 26:20.720 --> 26:31.720 especially to the complete devotion to duty of Robert Falcon Scott, who until his dying breath continued to keep a record of the fatal journey. 26:50.720 --> 27:00.720 Suspense. 27:00.720 --> 27:07.720 A true story presented by Auto Light. Tonight's star, Mr. Herbert Marshall. 27:07.720 --> 27:10.720 And once again, here is Mr. Marshall. 27:10.720 --> 27:15.720 But we enjoyed your performance as Captain Scott, and we hope you'll be back with us again soon. 27:15.720 --> 27:18.720 Thank you, Harlow. 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