Synopsis: Jim Natter, the leader of a violent Kuk Klux Klan lodge, is shot dead. His teenage son Eric Natter is found nearby, and taken into police custody for his protection pending the investigation. While four cops drive him to a safe-house, they are ambushed. Three of them shot dead, including Deputy Lawrence, and his black partner Jerry Robinson is accused of the murders.
109 min

(guitar ballad playing)


- I won't go to sleep.

- Yeah? Here.

- Go on, finish it.

- Thanks, dad.


(distant train whistling)

(silenced gunfire)

(rooster crows)


I know, i'll make it

crash into my bike.

Back it up again,

watch it get you again.

Come on.

Okay, now go.


And i'm sure

they'll paint the walls

with their toothbrushes.

Some of us are

on your side, you know?

That's not true.

Let me

get a pen.

It's 555-732-3222.

It spells rebecca.

It's easy.

You want some coffee?

No no.

I gotta go.

It's not that different

than being the only woman.

(phone ringing)


Detective robinson

i'll be

right there.

It looks a hell

of a lot like him.

(clears throat)

- Give us a couple of minutes,

would you, fellas?

- Okay.

Man, is it fresh.

It'sgonnabe fresh

for years to come.

I don't know. I just

started working here.

Do me a favor and put that

cigarette out, won't you?


Go around

the other way.

How you doing there, buddy?

You're up a little bit early,

aren't you?

What's your name, son?

I don't care.

Get the monkey

away from me.

You handle it.

Son of the grand dragon

of the great knights

of the ku klux klan.

Cut the horseshit,

all right?

You're not gonna

shoot him, are you?

Just in case.


Stop eyeballing me

i said stop

eyeballing me.

Ew, you smell like

a goddamn ape.


Well, it's about t

the kid

is a handful.

And investigate an actual crime

for once, let me know.

One phone call and you

're hanging from a tree.

But he doesn't have the sense

to use an untraceable car?

- Jerry:
Yes, sir.

- All right, chief.


Who made up these

seating arrangements

you have the oppos

ite of an oreo.

- Why don't you

cool it, lawrence?

- It's a joke, sarge.

Make it quit,

all right?

I'll do my bes

t, sergeant.

- The same.

- How about anything

for you, kid?

Stretch my legs,

get some air.

I'm sorry

you lost your dad.

Yes, ma'am. I just need

a few cups of coffee, please.

Been lifting weights,

using the stairmaster

five days a week.

You think you can be a lit

tle closer to the gas pump?


Come o

n, come o


What's he do

you like pickled eggs.

Everybody likes pickled eggs.

Sheriff, got something

for you.

Yes, sir.


So, eric, you mean to sa

y you didn't see anythin

g, you didn't hear anythi


I'm just saying

you ought to trust us.

We're trying to help


What's t

get us

out of here!








Hang on!


(machine-gun fire)

Go go go!

Get back here.

Back here.

- You better damn well

hit them.

- I know.

- Hey, jerry.

- Yeah.

He ain't

coming back.

Shut your

pie hole.

Hey, lawrence!

Get down.

- He's one of them.

- What are you doing?

Get down.


Sh*t sh*t.


(machine-gun fire


Over here!

Hang in ther

e, lawrence.

Shot mike, dunbar.

Behave, damn it.

Come on.

You can't call the cop

s, you stupid n*gger!

The men who

killed your father...

were they white?

The cashier

was a set-up.

Oh, christ.

What's it to you?

And i know that the powers tha

t control the media will claim

that a monster has been slain.

Put down your weapon

and come out with

your hands up.

Hell, that's about all

the car's worth anyway.


(engine knocks, stalls


Every time you

open your mout

h you piss me of


the weapon used, but...

hell, i'm angry too.

- We'll tell them

the same thing you told me.

- No way.

Who the hell

are they?


Yes, s

you or him.

(doorbell rings)

Uncle shannon!

- Ralph.

- Ralph?

I'm so sorry.

I promise you,

we'll find him, okay?

(country music playing

on stereo)

Aren't you

just a sweetie?

Oh, sure.


Let's not be

foolish, peopl


We'll show them

f***ing n*ggers.


Leave me a message and i'i

i call you back real soon.



I'll call you back

as soon as i can.


3, 8...

7, #.

There's a quarter

right there.


I'll have to do the same

with my number.

Wrong number.

(man laughing)

I've got one out back.

- Four...

- uh-huh.


Thank yo

u very muc

(tv news playing)

He a close friend

of your family?

Has further compounded

the anger and frustration

we feel.

I'm gonna go see if i

can find us some clothes.

Almost the same

age as my son.

Get in there.

Get in there!

(continuing shouting)

At extremely close range.


I'll call you back

as soon as i can.



- Want me

to bring something back?

- No thanks, i'm stuffed

i got dunbar's gun.



- And don't

nobody know you.

- Like where?

Yeah yeah,

you told me about her.

- Semper fi, bro.

- (dial tone)

Well, it's a

bout time you...


And catch the kid

before he falls?

Take his head out

of the noose, now.

If you don't get

on the ground now.

You got your story

straight, n*gger?

You don't

scare me, robinson.

Do yourself a favor, boy...

put that gun to your own head.

You're a dead

man anyway.

Come on!



- My hands are tied.

- I'll get them,

take your time.

What are you two guy

s doing here anyway?


Partners aren't

supposed to keep secrets

from one another.

Ugh... ahhh!

- (shouts)

- (gunshot)

(sirens blaring)


A neighborhood kid.


Why'd you save me

back at that motel?

It's my job.

Can i ask you a question

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