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Beat him up, threw his body in the
river... killed him. He was just 14
at the time.
CECIL:
She starts serving breakfast to her men. Louis takes all of
this in. He is clearly disturbed.
GLORIA:
At least we have it a little better
here in DC, huh?
CECIL:
Still treating us bad too.
GLORIA:
(Yelling to Charlie)
Get on down here Charlie!
Charlie enters from the bathroom.
CHARLIE:
Louis said we should stop taking
the white man’s sh*t.
CECIL Watch your mouth. GLORIA Watch your mouth. The telephone RINGS. Charlie charges towards the telephone.
CHARLIE (CONT’D)
(picking up the phone)
Hello, Gaines’ residence.
Charlie listens attentively.
CHARLIE (CONT’D)
Uh, yeah... Hold on Mr. Kidgan.
(To Cecil)
It’s the boss man dad.
GLORIA:
What’s he calling for?
Cecil snatches the phone.
CECIL V.O.
When the white man called, I always
assumed the worst.
15.
GLORIA (CONT'D)
CECIL:
Yes sir?
CECIL V.O.
I would have put money on it that I
was getting laid off or something
that day.
Cecil looks over at Gloria, confused by what he’s hearing.
EXT. WASHINGTON DC - MORNING - 1957
Cecil drives through his black neighborhood of storefront
businesses - grocers, hardware stores, newsstands. He makes a
right hand turn and sees off in the distance -
The White House. Cecil looks a touch nervous. He’s seen it
thousands of times, but he’s never driven to it.
INT. WHITE HOUSE - EAST WING - DAY - 1957
Cecil sits in a chair for what seems like an eternity. A
WHITE USHER:
Would you follow me, please?
CECIL:
Yes sir.
INT. FREDDIE FALLOW’S OFFICE - BLAIR HOUSE - DAY - 1957
Cecil sits in a small finely furnished office across from
FREDDIE FALLOWS, black, mid-50’s, speaks with and has the
formality of English royalty.
CECIL:
I’m Cecil Gaines. It’s a pleasure
to meet you.
FREDDIE:
You as well. Have a seat.
Long beat as Freddie eyes him over. Then -
FREDDIE (CONT’D)
Are you political, Mr. Gaines?
CECIL:
No, sir.
16.
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