American Violet

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~"Abu Essa"~

Come on, sleepy head.

You've got 15 minutes.

Wake up, wake up, wake up.

I'm not hearing you.

[Children speaking indistinctly]

[Gun c*cks]

- Good morning, gentlemen.

- Morning.

- There you go.

Eat it all up.

- Mama, Sharonda

wants peanut butter.

- You finish your cereal?

Okay, go ahead.

You talkin'

for your sister.

Sharonda got a mouth.

All right.

Crash!

Ooh.

Oh, come on, baby.

It's all right.

Oh, calm your nerves, baby.

It ain't nothing

but an old jar.

- All right, guys,

let's mount up.

Let's look sharp and be safe,

okay?

- Good morning, Sheriff.

How are you?

- Morning, Commander.

- Morning, boss.

- How you doing?

- Ready to rock.

- Yeah.

Your men here?

- They're right here,

ready to go.

- Good, I got 28 names

on this list.

- Pick it up, pick it up.

We got to get

to grandma's house.

Running late.

Come on.

Come on now.

Fix your sister's shirt.

Now, watch yourself.

Where you at, Sherice?

- Hey, Dee.

- Hey, Gladys.

Come on.

Come on.

Go to grandma.

Bye, y'all.

- Bye.

I love you, Mommy.

- Bye, baby.

- Good morning, glories.

Come on.

- Hey, Mama.

- Hey, girl.

Come on up here.

Grandma

got y'all some grits.

- All right,

you guys behave in there.

- The core campaign is counting

on liberal interest groups,

especially those

on environmental fronts,

to warn their constituencies

Bush could win.

- Another apparently warm day

for November,

with temperatures topping out

in the mid 60s.

Traffic on the southbound 84

continues to be slow

due to roadwork near exits.

[Horn blares]

- George W. Bush hammers

on his charge that Al Gore-

- Morning, Ben.

Some coffee?

- Please.

Thanks, Dee.

- As a uniter in chief.

- He scares the elderly

for political gain.

- Good morning.

How you doing now?

Want some coffee?

- Yes, please.

- Did you get your hair done?

- Sure did.

- It looks good.

We get a hair show

this weekend.

Texas championship,

grand prize:
$5,000.

- You going

with Lavosha again?

- Mm-hmm.

We've been

practicing for months.

I'm hoping to win enough

to start up at junior college.

- Oh, good luck

to you, honey.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

I'll be right back.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

- Mobile units

on the way.

- Roger that.

- Grandma,

can I go see Andres?

- Mm-hmm.

Sherice,

take him my good bowl there.

Hold it with both hands.

My grandma gave me that

from Alabama.

- Bye-bye, Grandma.

- Bye-bye.

- All units in position.

- Go on your command.

- Go, go, go.

- Go, come on,

everyone!

Go!

- On your knees!

- On your knees!

[People yelling]

- Police!

Warrant!

On the ground!

- Stay here.

No, stay here.

Sherice!

Sherice!

Come here, girl!

[Bowl shatters]

[Screaming]

Sherice, baby,

it's okay.

Come here.

- We got one

jumping the east fence.

- Roger that.

- Huh!

[People struggling]

- Hold up!

- Stay right here.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Ah!

- The Gore campaign calls it

the closing argument.

The vice president laid out

what he believes

is the best case

for a Gore presidency.

- Yo, Dee,

can I get a refill?

- Sure thing, Julie.

Don't need

anything else?

- No.

- Are you Dee Roberts?

Dee Roberts?

- Excuse me.

What did I do?

Will you tell me

what I did?

- What's going on?

- What did I do?

You got to tell me.

- Dee?

- I think-I think

it's my parking tickets.

I'm sorry, Doreen.

- Parking tickets?

This is ridiculous.

I'll pay

the parking tickets.

- Just back away, ma'am.

- I said,

"I'll pay the parking tickets."

- I said,

"Step away, ma'am."

[Siren wails]

[Radio chatter]

- We got Roberts,

and we're inbound.

- Roger that.

[Metal door clanging]

- Dee?

- Gladys?

- You kidding me.

All of us

in this tiny sh*t hole?

[Door slams]

- Uh, when do I

get my phone call?

I got to call my kids.

Buzz!

[Gunshots]

- They was

running like cockroaches

from a burning torch.

- No one figured

on the U-Hauls.

You would've loved it.

Surprised 'em all.

- Beckett

still using the helicopter?

- Of course.

He loves that thing, man.

Scares the sh*t out of 'em.

- Mm.

You know, you been watching

too many cop shows.

You know that?

Anybody get hurt?

- No.

Got some bruises.

That's about it.

Nothing serious.

- Hey, Mama.

- Hey.

- How you doing?

- I'm fine.

- How are the girls?

- You know, the raid scared 'em,

but they all right.

Dee, you ain't done nothing

to get all caught up

in this mess, have you?

I mean, somebody said

that they was looking for you.

- Mama, you know I don't have

nothing to do with that.

- I know that.

I know.

- It's my parking tickets.

I got $782.

- $782?

Good Lord.

Girl!

Hell, you can buy a car

for that much money.

- I know, Mama.

I'm sorry.

Mama, I'm scared in here.

Can you help me

out of here?

I'll pay you back.

I promise.

- When you

seeing the judge?

- Tomorrow morning.

- Tomorrow.

I'll find it,

I guess, you know...

- Thank you, Mama.

Oh...

Um, tell the girls

that I will be there tomorrow.

I love you.

- I love you.

Don't worry, girl.

- Bye.

[Dial tone]

[Train bell dinging]

[Train horn blares]

- Does the county have

a recommendation on bail,

Mr. Beckett?

- The county sees Mr. LeRay

as a flight risk, Your Honor.

We'd like bail

to be set at $50,000.

- So ordered.

- Mr. LeRay, the court

appoints Mr. David Higgins

as your lawyer,

sets bail at $50,000,

schedules a preliminary hearing

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