Long Walk Home

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Her name was Odessa Cotter.

I called her Dessie.

As best as anyone knows, she was

the first woman to rock me to sleep.

There wasn't anything

extraordinary about her, but,

I guess there's

always somethin'...

extraordinary about

someone who changes...

and then changes

those around her.

That's me.

- Morning, Mary Catherine.

- I was only seven years old.

Excuse me, Odessa.

I didn't mean to run you down.

- Is that a car or a boat?

- It's a piece of sausage.

- You tell her, sweetness. - Odessa,

we're having a cocktail party tonight,

so I'm sending you to Oak Park

with Mary Catherine...

- just as soon as Claudia gets here.

- Yes, ma'am.

Honey.

- Look what you did. Boop. Gotcha.

- Has anyone seen my racket?

- Oh, I know where it is.

- Bye-bye.

- Bye.

- Oh, my clubs.

- I wanna cut something.

- Not today, young lady.

Ah, your hands are sticky.

- Oh, she's been beside herself for weeks.

- That's 'cause you never discipline her.

- Where are you going?

- One guess, Sherlock.

- Trey and I are playing at the club.

- Oh, well.

- I wanna see Trey's car.

- Here are my clubs, honey.

- If you can get 'em to the pro shop.

- I'm givin' a party tonight.

Catch Sara.

She's on her way to the club.

I can't play with the grips like that.

Thank you, sweetie.

- I'll see you at 6:00, huh?

- See you at 6:
00.

Odessa, just have 'em

waitin' out here at 3:00.

- I should be back from the beauty parlor

and Junior League by then. - Yes, ma'am.

- You be good, Mary Catherine.

- I will.

Bye!

Feel a tickle comin'.

Go on.

Y'all come on now.

It's time to eat.

Hey!

Hey!

What you doin' here?

Can't you hear me, n*gger?

What are you doin' in this park?

Just takin' care of

Mrs. Thompson's...

Don't give me any of

that mealy-mouthed crap!

Now, this park

is whites only,

and that means niggers like you best

answer with "yes, sir" when spoken to.

I don't care who

you're takin' care of!

You don't understand

nothin', do you?

Go on. Get your stuff together

and get on out of here!

Come on, Mary Catherine.

Get your friends. We got to go.

I never heard such

nonsense in all my life.

Let me just see about this.

Hello. Could I speak to

Commissioner Sellers, please?

Mrs. Norman Thompson.

Well, would you tell

Clyde Sellers...

that one of his policemen threw my

nine-year-old daughter out of Oak Park?

He knows who I am.

- I really appreciate you coming by

this afternoon. - Oh, not at all, ma'am.

- I'm just sorry about the

misunderstanding. - Thank you.

Mrs. Cotter, I would like to apologize

on behalf of myself,

the police department,

and the city of Montgomery for

what happened today in Oak Park.

Hope y'all come back to

the park someday soon.

I hope I didn't cause you too

much trouble, Mrs. Thompson.

I'm sorry if I embarrassed your

maid in front of the children.

Thank you.

- Thank you very much.

- You're welcome, ma'am.

I regret that this happened

in the first place.

- Well, send the commissioner my best.

- I will, ma'am.

Shh.

Y'all come on inside.

Alabama's got a small line,

but they're agile.

Oh, my God.

How's my little Boo-Boo?

Tunker's here.

Tunker.

Tunker, welcome.

- Hello, Norman.

- I'm glad you could make it.

Yeah.

It's a nice-lookin' party here.

- Yeah. We try. We do.

- Hello, Miriam.

- That a bartender?

- Yeah.

- Does I has to tip him?

- Well, being you're my baby brother,

why don't we just say that the

drinks are two bucks, all inclusive.

Thanks. Thanks. Hey, y'all lucky

to get a bartender at all.

The niggers are all

movin' to Philadelphia.

- Why's that? - 'Cause they hear

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