A Time to Kill

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Beautiful day, isn't it?

There he is.

Any word on Bud?

Ethel's still with him.

Thank you for coming.

Well, well, well.

The Pillsbury Dough Boy.

Still practicing exploitative law?

Thought you were dead.

I'm trying. What do we have here?

I'd like to introduce--

Lucien Wilbanks, third white man in

Mississippi to join the NAACP...

...permanently disbarred

by Superior Court...

...for attacking police who busted

a picket line in an oil strike.

It is a pleasure, Ms. Ark.

Everyone, jury selection begins today.

To win this case we need a

sympathetic jury willing to acquit...

...and a jury that can use the

insanity plea as an excuse to do so.

I need a drink.

No drinking.

What do you mean?

It's my building, leased to

you for a reasonable rent...

...and I want a drink.

Ms. Ark, I have all the

respect in the world for you.

I believe in your right to equal pay,

your right to bear a child...

...or to abort one.

You should be treated like a man.

Since you are a law clerk...

...genderless in my eyes...

...I think you should be

the one to go buy the beer.

ERA, 'she' woman. That would be

an excellent activity for you.

No drinking. Not today.

Noose selects this panel randomly.

Too many bad candidates and we're sunk.

Luck of the draw.

What you need...

...is young fathers who want

to do what Carl Lee did.

Agreed. We need young

men with families here.

I'd prefer no one over 50.

Less bigotry with youth.

So we stay away from women,

rednecks and old men.

Citizens, thank you.

Counsel, you each have 12

challenges. Let's begin.

The state challenges jurors #6...

...10...

...and 32.

Your Honor, the defense

strikes jurors 1, 4...

...8 and 2.

And 31.

Your Honor, the defense also

strikes jurors 22 and 29.

That's it, then.

You're out of challenges.

Jurors, you will be

sequestered starting tonight.

Opening statements begin tomorrow.

That's a jury of my peers?

God bless America.

My name is Stump Sisson...

...and I'm proud to be a Grand Dragon...

...for the Invisible Empire...

...of the Ku Klux Klan!

What the hell?

I'm here to say...

...that the law-abiding

whites of this state...

...are sick and tired

of n*ggers stealing...

...raping, killing, and

getting away with it!

We demand justice!

We demand this n*gger...

...be convicted...

...and his black ass

sent to the gas chamber!

Who's a n*gger?!

You pointy-headed...

...white-faced, no-good

son-of-a-whore!

Shut up, you wild animal.

I'll drag your ass out of here!

You're the animal!

Open the gate!

Turn around.

Know what?

Just take off your pants.

Come on, do I look that easy?

Afraid I'll see your underwear?

With Carla gone, the laundry's

piling up. I'm not wearing any.

I haven't worn any in years.

I'm not going to watch, I promise.

Now, strip, please.

Fine.

What I need from you...

Do tell.

Is a way to discredit the

State's shrink, Dr. Rodeheaver.

Unless you discredit the shrink...

Carl Lee does not have a chance.

Sorry.

Sissy.

He's got a good chance.

There. You'll live.

Thanks.

Good butt.

What do you do to blow off steam...

...besides trying to kill each other?

You got a disco...

...strip bars...

...or malls...

...to go to?

Stump's dead.

He's dead.

Come on. Let's go home.

It's all over.

It ain't near over.

I'll be right back.

Here are your mud bugs.

Anything else?

A couple of...

...specials and some fried dill pickles.

-You got it.

-Thanks, sugar.

That wasn't sexist. Really,

I never order my own food.

I can't do another shot.

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