Selma Page #3

You ain't got long.

When the hearts of those Pickaninnies

of yours stop beating...

Same thing?

When are you all heading out?

We're heading back to Selma

at 5:
00 a.m.

It turned out to be

an ideal staging ground.

There's a full couple of weeks planned.

Quite a bit to be done.

I see.

That highway is nice now.

Get you there in a couple of hours.

Good people in those parts though.

Well...

I'm worried about the ones

who ain't so good.

This local Sheriff Jim Clark

is supposed to be bad business.

Won't go down without a fight, they say.

And since we don't fight...

Well...

As good a place to die as any, I guess.

I wish you wouldn't talk like that.

It just takes the edge off.

You and your friends

can joke about that.

I don't joke about that.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I'll put these things away

in your bag now.

I didn't realize

you were leaving so early.

Hello?

Halie?

Martin.

I need to hear the Lord's voice.

Surely, Martin. Surely.

Precious Lord

Take my hand

Lead me home

Let me stand

I am tired

I am weak

I am worn

Through the storm

Through the night

Lord, lead me on

To the light

- Hey!

- Hey!

- Sully.

- Look at you.

- Morning, Doctor.

- Good morning, Doctor.

- Drive all right?

- Good and long.

Good news is Richie Jean is in there.

Oh, she's ready for you.

Negro, that's all you had to say.

Uncle Marty!

There she is! There's our girl!

Hey, Richie Jean!

- Looking like her mom.

- You go play.

- Hey!

- Hey, Ralphy.

- How you doing?

- Hey!

Good to see you, sweetheart.

Hey, come over here.

Oh, Lord, it's good to see this!

Okay, now, I've got the grits

on the stove.

How many we expecting today?

Well, now, Sister Jackson.

You know about our group,

the SCLC, right?

The Southern Christian

Leadership Conference?

A few of our top SCLC leaders

are with us this time

since we're going to be here

a little longer than expected.

Now, this here's Reverend C.T. Vivian.

He coordinates all the SCLC branches.

Welcome. Nice to meet you.

Welcome, welcome.

This is Reverend James Bevel.

- How you doing, ma'am?

- I'm well. Thank you.

This here is James Orange.

Oh, this is a big one.

I don't know if I've got enough

to feed you.

Well, let's find out. How about that?

Hey!

Now, you got two of them

named James.

Oh, you can call me Jim, Sister.

And Orange is fine with me, ma'am.

Or Big Fellow!

All right. Well, this is fine with me.

Mrs. Jackson. Hosea Williams.

Or Castro!

Oh, yeah, that's a long story.

Those grits, they need some stirring.

Mind?

You put your foot in it now.

Ain't you supposed to be on a diet?

Somebody call Juanita.

- There's a phone!

- Hey, get off that phone.

Juanita?

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