Gospel Hill

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# When I #

# When I die #

# Gonna bury #

# Goin' to the other

side. Yeah #

# And my friends #

# And my friends #

- # Friends #

# Don't under #

# Don't #

- # Don't #

# Understand #

- # Don't understand #

# When I suffer #

# When I #

- # Suffer #

# All night #

- # Hurt #

# All night long #

- # All night long #

# Giving up #

# Giving up #

# The right #

# The right #

# For the wrong #

# For the wrong #

# Then my Lord #

# Then my Lord #

# Then my Lord #

# Then my Lord #

- # Oh, yeah #

# Then my Lord #

# Will carry me #

- # Carry me, yeah #

# Carry me home #

Early in the morning.

You can't give me a break.

Just one break today.

You cheap little-

Battery's loose.

John. John, telephone!

- Who is it?

It's a reporter from Aiken.

Wants to talk to you about the memorial.

Ah, I'm not interested.

John, just something

brief about your father.

I got nothing to say.

Uh!

Mr. Harris, um, I'm sorry.

He's not available right now.

I'll have to take your number

and have him call you back.

Well, here's what

we're lookin' at, Jack.

The biopsy came back positive...

which I wouldn't call a surprise.

I've also got to tell you

the cancer's spread.

Now, I think the only

option we have now...

is chemotherapy or radiation.

These are antiandrogens.

I want you to start

taking them right away.

We've got to start you on

chemo as soon as possible.

Now, you can't fool around here.

If you don't act on this,

you might not be around in six months.

You hear me?

Here in the town of

Julia, South Carolina...

the citizens are preparing to celebrate

the life of civil rights activist, Raul Malcolm.

Next Tuesday marks

the 40th anniversary of his tragic death.

Some may remember his famous

lunch-counter protest...

where he was arrested for pointing

out the injustice of segregation.

Paul Malcolm was a true local hero.

His legacy will be honored

next Tuesday at Friendship Park.

Yvonne, would you please

just pick up the phone?

I'm watching television.

I-

Hello? Yes.

Of course I remember you

and your lovely family.

Uh-huh. How's the earache?

Hey, your daddy

a white Soul Train.

And your mama's black

as the bottom of my shoe.

Zebra! Zebra! Zebra!

Zebra! Zebra! Zebra!

Hey! Hey, stop that!

Sweetheart, what happened?

-

I'm not a zebra.

- No, of course you're not.

You come with me. Anna.

Now what do you

have to say to Anna?

Go ahead.

- I'm sorry.

You? What do you have to say?

- I'm sorry.

All right, go ahead.

Go to class.

Anna- Oh. Sweetheart, what they

said to you was trash, wasn't it?

And what do you do with trash?

- You throw it away.

That's right.

You throw it away for good.

Okay, dry your tears and go on to class.

- Yes, ma'am.

Oh, I'm just sorry to take over,

but I know these children pretty well.

I understand.

- You will soon enough.

Oh, Sarah Malcolm.

Rosie Griffith.

Well, I'd been wanting

to meet the new teacher.

You're not from around

these parts, are you?

No.

Well, day one.

Didn't your parents

teach you to knock?

You supposed to listen

to the drivers' complaints.

I got complaints too. What about the fact

that you're late more than you are on time...

and when you are here, you flap

your lips more than you work.

You don't talk to me that way.

Okay, you're fired.

- You can't fire me.

I just did.

What am I 'posed to do

for a job in this town?

Why don't you go back to L. Donn,

or you can cry about your leg to somebody.

Go talk to the V.A. You'll get a job.

It worked here, didn't it?

F*** you!

Okay.

What's the problem?

About time.

I'm sick of listening to that junk.

$23.27.

See, you're a lucky man, my brother.

You work outside-

Hey.

Wow! Haven't seen her here before.

Anyway, what was I saying?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

You own your own equipment,

at least until the loans are paid off.

You are a man in charge

of his own destiny.

And... now...

you're incorporated.

- For real?

Yeah.

You're lucky you have a lawyer for a

brother to do this stuff for you, you know?

How's it feel?

It feels pretty darn good,

that's how it feels.

Uh-huh.

I guess we should

celebrate then, huh?

To the businessman.

Cheers.

Hello?

- Mr. Herrod?

Yes.

My name is Ray Harris

from the Aiken Standard.

I'm doin' a piece about

the upcoming memorial for Paul Malcolm.

I wanted to get your thoughts-

- I got nothin' to say.

Well, I'd really like

to get your viewpoint for the article.

This is a big event in town.

Well, I don't think

I'm gonna be an honored guest.

Will you answer a few questions about

your investigation of Malcolm's murder?

Didn't nobody answer 'em for me.

How you gonna arrest somebody

for sittin' at a lunch counter?

You know this isn't right.

Since when is being hungry

a crime, Sheriff?

You askin' the wrong

question, Sarah.

What you need to be askin' is what

you gonna do on Judgment Day, Sheriff?

What you gonna say about arrestin'

black folk 'cause they're hungry?

What you gonna say about that?

What you

gonna say, Sheriff?

You can't see what's ahead of you.

Don't hate the sheriff, y'all.

Y'all need to pity him.

'Cause he can't see what's comin'.

- That's right.

And it's gonna roll right over him...

along with everybody else who

don't realize we all the same.

- Mm-hmm.

It's right around the corner,

and it's called "freedom."

Freedom, that's right.

- It belongs to you...

the same as everybody else.

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