Amundsen vs Scott: dash or endure?

I planned like a Norseman: dogs, skis, cached food, and I reached the Pole and came home alive.

You reached it first, yes, but I hauled science with me and measured the very rock beneath the ice.

Rock does not warm a frozen man, Robert; your ponies died, your motor sledges failed, and pride pulled those sledges instead of dogs.

Perhaps, but England remembers how a man dies, not merely how fast he arrives.