sgt. silas cobb: well, i will let you pass, but i don't know as i ought to. john wilkes booth: hell, there'll be no trouble about that. man: make way. make way! to the white house. we must take him to the white house. dr. charles leale: no, he will die on the way. dr. charles taft: the saloon. here, next door. peter taltavul: no! no, it should not be said the president of the united states died in a saloon. not even my own. lieutenant bolton: doctor, give me your commands and i will see to it that they will be carried out. dr. charles leale: as i said, across the street, to the nearest house. lieutenant bolton: make a path! let us pass!