00Sex 2: Eye of the Hurricane Page #3

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Sam Robertson Davies, R.D. Laing.

- You don"t want to piss me off today.|- It"s a book sale, Lisa, not a library.

- Whatever.|- Hey, look, Lisa.

Got this one right here for 25 cent.|TheSixteenth Round.

- Oh, your fi rst book, huh?|- Yeah.

""Rubin "Hurricane" Carter.""

Hurricane is the professional name|that I acquired later on in life.

Carter is the slave name|that was given to my forefathers...

who worked in the cotton fields|ofAlabama and, and Georgia...

and was passed on to me.

The kindest thing I can say|about my childhood...

is that I survived it.

Paterson was a run-down town,|a poor and violent place.

The only way to survive|was to know how to handle yourself...

and I learned fast.

Come on! Hurry up!

- Let"s get out of here!|- Come on! Let"s go! Hurry up!|Let"s get out of here!

Take this out.

Hey, Donnique, go for a swim!

Hello, boys.

Wanna see something?

Huh? Isn"t that pretty?

You like that?

- What"s your name?|- Donnique.

Donnique?

That"s a pretty name, Donnique.

You wanna be good to me, sugar?

H-H-Hey, mister!|Leave him alone!

I wouldn"t hurt your friend.|Would I?

You don"t need|to be afraid, Donnique.

You"re pretty.|How old are you?

- Ten.|- Ten?

I said, leave him alone!

Run! Run! Come on!

- Get outta here!|- Run!

You little bastard.

Let"s get outta here!

You black bastard, you!|Goddam it!

Please, mister! Put me down!

- Shut up, you son ofa b*tch!|- Put me down!

Hey!

- I didn"t-- didn"t do nothin"!|- Come on! Let"s go!

- I didn"t-- I didn"t--|- Shut up.

I didn"t do nothin".

- Come on, you--|- No!

- Get in there.|- I-It wasn"t me.

I-- I-- didn"t do nothin"!

Sit down, kid.

What have we got here?

It"s a juvenile case.

He"s a kid, Sarge.|He"s only 1 1 years old.

It"s a n*gger with a knife.

I don"t care how old he is.

Take care of him.

We know you were at the falls last week,|and we know what happened.

So you"re gonna talk,|you little son ofa b*tch.

You"ll be makin" speeches|when I get through with your black ass.

Ralph. Ralph.

I"m Sergeant Detective Della Pesca.

You wanna tell me what happened?

What is it, you were trying to rob|this man"s gold watch...

and he fought back,|and so you stabbed him?

Is that pretty much it?

I-I-- didn"t do nothin".

Let me tell you something, sunshine.

The man you stabbed...

is a very important member|ofthis community...

and you are goin" down.

Do you see?|And I am going to see to it personally.

As foryou, Rubin Carter,|you"re a menace to society.

Ifsomething isn"t done|about you soon...

you"ll become a dangerous man|in later life.

I only wish you were old enough|I could send you to state prison.

I therefore sentence you...

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