[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ m*llitary-style music plays ]
[ Music continues ]
>> When in the course of human
events it becomes necessary...
>> For one people to dissolve
the political bands which have
connected them with another...
and to assume, among the powers
of the Earth, the separate and
equal station...
>> To which the laws of nature
and nature's God entitle them,
a decent respect of the opinions
of mankind...
...requires that they should
declare the causes which impel
them to the separation.
**
[ Baby crying ]
**
[ Cash register dings ]
[ Cash register dings ]
[ Cash register dings ]
**
We hold these truths to be
self-evident...
that all men are created
equal...
[ Sirens wailing ]
[ g*nshots ]
...that they are endowed by
their Creator...
...with certain unalienable
rights, that among these are
life, liberty, and the pursuit
of happiness, that to secure
these rights, governments are
instituted among men, deriving
their just powers from the
consent of the governed, that
whenever any form of government
becomes destructive of these
ends, it is the duty of the
people to alter or abolish it
and...
**
[ g*nsh*t ]
[ g*nsh*t ]
[ g*nshots ]
**
[ g*nsh*t ]
>> Ah!
>> Johnny's been sh*t!
**
[ Funky music plays ]
>> Aah! Aah!
[ Music continues ]
>> We've gotta get a doctor,
Billy Joe.
>> He hit bad?
>> Yes, yeah.
>> Try and find his mama.
Andre, Gus, come on.
**
[ Police radio chatter ]
>> Come on, you people.
Move. Move back.
>> I wonder if Johnny's all
right.
>> What?
>> She asked if Johnny Johnson's
all right.
>> I hope the son of a bitch
is dead.
>> Why don't you douche out
your mind, that white ego?
>> John --
>> That was a bitch!
Now, who are you that we should
spend all of our time hating?
You and the rest
of those zombies runnin' around,
talkin' about you
all dropped out.
They don't educate you
in those schools, baby.
They condition you -- that's
their bag -- and then feed you
right to their system to keep
the machinery going.
>> Well, there's a lot --
>> You and your brother and the
rest of you carrying those
f*cking peace signs and talking
that two-sided trash and still
takin' your parents' money.
>> There are blacks
doing the same thing.
>> What?
Now, let me lay something on
you, chick.
By time you hit 30,
you gonna drop back in.
Yeah, 'cause you didn't do
nothing but talk that
brotherhood love and peace.
You didn't change nothin',
which means work and making
that talk, talk, talk happen.
But we can't drop into nothin'
'cause we never had nothin'
to drop out of.
>> Everything you say, I --
>> Always that same bullshit
about how you can't deal
with pickin' up the g*n.
>> That's not my trip.
>> And you think it's mine?
>> I don't know.
Johnny, what I mean
is, I just don't see
how that solves anything.
>> It's not your trip,
remember?
>> But just look
what it's doing to you.
>> f*ck you!
>> Every day, you just get more
and more bitter.
>> Bitter, baby? I'm not bitter.
I was bitter 350 years ago.
I'm violent.
You hear me, God damn it?
Violent!
They gonna k*ll you sure as
sh*t, and all you're gonna have
is that peace sign in your hand.
[ Water running ]
>> Hey, I can understand,
but I am not in your skin.
[ Water turns off ]
Johnny...
I live in another world.
I would like to know.
>> You'd like to know?
One day.
If you lived in my skin one day,
you'd blow your f*cking brains
out.
You'd like to know.
>> Could I ever understand?
>> Yeah.
Turn black Monday morning.
[ Water running ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Music continues ]
>> Get off of your knees, Doc.
[ Music continues ]
[ g*nshots ]
[ Siren wailing ]
>> [ Grunting ]
>> Come on, Johnny. Over here.
[ Groaning ]
[ Speaking indistinctly ]
They caught us from behind.
>> [ Breathing heavily ]
They won't f*ck with anybody
anymore.
>> We blew them away.
>> Michael was supposed
to be there.
sh*t!
>> Oh, Johnny.
Johnny, don't talk.
>> Yeah, man.
You bleedin' like hell.
>> Doctor will be here in a
little while.
>> No, no. Find Mama.
Tell her -- Tell her stay away,
stay home.
[ g*nshots ]
>> She should know what we gotta
do, understand why we're here.
>> She probably knows.
>> No, man.
She's -- She's no good in that
way.
That's all you ever talk about,
Mama.
>> I talk about who pays me when
I work and who pays your daddy
when he works.
Trouble with you young folks
today is --
>> The trouble is the white man
has a rotten society.
>> The white man!
>> But you don't wanna see that.
>> I understand food and
shelter.
>> A dog has that, mama.
A dog.
>> All day I'm working, slavin'
for y'all.
>> Yes, mama.
>> I ain't got time to be
blamin' white folks for all of
my troubles.
>> [ Mutters ]
The man whose house you clean
every day -- does his wife work
and sl*ve, too?
Does his Mama?
You got to know one thing, Mama.
We want these murdering dogs to
be human and let us live like
human beings.
[ Water running ]
>> White folks have always
helped us.
Nobody gives you nothin' for
nothin', son.
They know what's right and what
ain't.
>> Yeah. I'm sure of that.
>> Mama, how can they do to us
what they've done and still
doin' and -- and know right from
wrong?
>> Them crazy n*gg*r*s you
hangin' out with, always
sh**t' each other and gettin'
sh*t up by the police.
>> You ever ask yourself why,
why the police are always
sh**t' us down and why we hate
one another?
>> Because you --
>> We live in the same country
as the white boys.
They aren't taught to hate
themselves like we are.
>> Nobody ever taught me to
hate.
>> But you do.
Mama, listen to the way you talk
about black people.
>> I say what I feel, that's
all.
>> Mama, we believe ourselves
inferior.
The cops believe we're inferior.
Black animals -- that's why they
sh**t us down, those damn
pig-faced sons of --
>> Shut up!
[ Voice breaking ] Just shut up.
Am I inferior, too, that you can
use words like that in my house?
>> [ Sighs heavily ]
Mama, Mama...
[ Vehicle departing ]
We distrust what is black in our
mind and body.
Man, oh, man.
And these things make up the
whole of our being.
[ Door closes ]
>> What's goin' on?
[ Water running ]
You fussin' at your mother
again?
[ g*nshots ]
>> Them other brothers are
burning now.
I can feel it.
>> If them white boys would have
done what they should have...
>> Billy Joe warned you,
Johnny -- just talk.
>> [ Exhales sharply ]
**
>> All right, then.
Okay, we in our basement, you in
yours, reciting the declaration.
>> Good, good, good.
And the pigs will say illegal
assembly, and they'll att*ck us.
>> We fight back, just a little,
enough to lead them to a
midpoint, then make 'em follow
us uptown.
You're sure that they'll follow?
>> They'll follow, man.
If you all are not there,
they'll force us into a corner.
>> We'll be there.
>> Good.
Newspapers will do the rest.
**
**
[ Vehicles passing ]
>> Hey, look...
we gotta get it together and
take it to the white part of
the city.
My folks have to see it.
>> All right, man.
>> Look, we gotta do it.
If you do it, it's no good.
>> All right.
We bring it to them or bring
them to it.
>> All right.
>> Now, you all let out on us,
we gonna be in there by
ourselves.
>> We'll be there.
>> The pigs will be waiting to
hit us the minute we get
together.
We begin at home, then bring it
together.
>> We get together, recite,
but we don't start.
>> All right.
You scared, ain't you?
>> Yes.
So are you, man.
>> Yeah, but the m*therf*cker
won't let me breathe.
[ Funky music plays ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
>> Nobody can stop us, not now.
>> [ Breathing heavily ]
We gotta keep pushing, and we'll
win.
And we...
[ Gasps ]
>> Cool it, man.
>> And we'll win.
[ g*nshots ]
Ahh.
[ g*nshots continue ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Vehicle approaching ]
>> Wow, what are you doing
around here so early today?
>> Dropping something off at
Billy Joe's.
[ Vehicles passing ]
>> Thank you, sir.
Didn't make near $5 today.
Ah, well.
Make it up on the weekend.
**
[ Engine starts ]
Billy Joe and them -- they're
gonna get you in a whole heap of
trouble.
>> We ain't doin' nothin' to
nobody.
>> [ Scoffs ] Yeah, I know.
You're just protecting
yourselves.
Sure.
You gonna get your ass back in
school to get that piece of
paper.
>> What is that gonna do?
They ask Reverend King's I.Q. or
Kennedy's I.Q. before they
ripped them off?
>> I'm talkin' about you.
>> Yeah. [ Scoffs ]
"Don't k*ll this one.
He's an intelligent man."
>> Look, all I'm sayin' is that
you gettin' locked up or k*lled
ain't gonna change nothin'.
>> Hey, a lot of us gonna die.
>> For what? For nothin'?
>> For me, me! I'm somethin'!
>> For you.
You get locked up, you can't
help nothin'.
>> What if I'm right?
What if I'm right when they
lock me up?
>> I can't protect you.
I -- I can't protect you.
All right, what do you want me
to say?
That ain't nothin' changed in
300 years?
All right, I'm sayin' it.
How do you think I feel knowin'
it?
For 24 hours a day, I gotta live
with it.
What's the use of gettin'
k*lled?
**
[ g*nshots ]
>> I'm scared, Luanna.
>> You're the leader, Johnny.
You ain't scared of nothin'.
Everybody knows that.
>> You don't know.
You don't know.
>> I know.
I've known you for 3 years.
>> In my mother's house...
I'm nothing.
[ g*nshots continue ]
>> Shh.
>> She half-k*lled my father.
She made a n*gg*r out of him
with that white man's god.
[ Breathing raggedly ]
[ Jazzy music plays ]
>> Okay, we'll start with the
head rolls to the right.
Ready? And down...
to the right, to the back...
to the left, to the down...
to the right, to the back,
to the left.
Arms up to the side.
Right foot forward.
Let's go down and touch the toes
and come up and take a big
breath.
And let's put our left foot out.
**
Put the left foot forward, over.
And take a big breath.
>> Hey, man, come on.
>> Fifth position jumps.
Ready?
Jump, jump, jump, up, up, up.
>> Come on.
>> Jump, jump, jump, up, up, up,
up, high, high, high.
>> Hey!
>> [ Laughs ]
>> Hey, what's happenin', man?
>> What's goin' on, my brother?
>> What's goin' on, bro?
>> It's happenin'.
>> Right on. Mm-hmm.
>> You're the man.
>> Brothers.
[ Exhales sharply ]
Brothers New York, Chicago,
Detroit.
These brothers are Los Angeles.
I understand you're full of
leadership qualities, but you
don't want to lead.
Would you run that down for me?
>> I'm just not there, man.
>> Well, that's cool.
The New York brothers -- they
wanna -- they feel that they
should, well, put more stress on
legal action instead of the
anti-pig tactics.
>> Yeah, well, with the pigs, we
ain't got no choice.
They won't get up off our asses.
And that legal sh*t?
Well, it's just that for us.
>> Yeah, you know, the brother's
right, so there's no
controversy.
>> The legal trip to us means
submit to conquer.
Ain't no man in his right man
goin' for that sh*t.
>> Right on, brother.
>> Mm.
>> Right.
>> Well, the New York
brothers -- they wanna tie the
man up with his own legal
strings.
>> Mm-hmm.
>> How do you feel about that?
Oh, wow.
>> And put your leg way up in
the air.
Up, up, up, up, up, up!
>> Black thighs?
Man, the brothers are dyin' in
the streets.
Now, you ain't got no time for
that sh*t.
>> Maybe you don't, but I do.
>> Ready?
Jump, jump, jump...
>> Hey, man, don't let the
meeting degenerate into the
subject of sex.
>> You asked me about leading.
Lead what? A bunch of dead men?
>> Oh, man.
>> Man, back off.
>> We call each other "brother."
What does that mean?
"Brother, what's happenin'?"
"Nothin', man."
"Brother, how you makin' it?"
"Steady, fightin' the man."
That's the dialogue of dead men.
Here we are, continually
sh**ting each other down.
That's what the pigs want -- for
us to keep ourselves divided
instead of seeing and doing what
we can for the young brothers
and sisters coming behind us.
We are here smothering each
other, brothers k*lling
brothers.
This has gotta stop.
It's only a matter of time
before we go.
We go either dying of pneumonia
in some cold building or dying
of an overdose of sh*t or wine
in a gutter or they sh**t us
down in the street.
All of that is immaterial.
If we have to die, then let it
be so that the language of the
young brothers and sisters
coming behind us can be the
dialogue of living men.
>> To your right, to the back,
to your left.
Okay, put right foot out.
>> I think we are all acquainted
with the problem.
>> Yeah.
>> Right.
>> It's the solution that we're
after.
>> We've got to take the sh*t
off the street corners and make
it applicable.
Nothing is gonna change till
them white people see their kids
sh*t down like animals.
>> Well, that's good.
I mean, I can dig that.
>> That's where it's at, man.
>> You're sincere.
But the contradictions are
obvious.
You see, you don't understand
the dynamics of the culture that
you live in.
>> Contradiction?
>> You are judging your brothers
and sisters by a society that
has suppressed them.
And upon that judgment, you want
to be separated.
And finally, you don't wanna
lead simply because you don't
think they're worthy of you.
Like you said, they are dead
men.
>> Now, wait a minute, man.
I didn't say --
>> Hey, man, let him finish.
>> Right.
>> Now, there are social,
political and economic pitfalls
that clearly explain our
people's position.
Now, you said they're dead
men, huh?
Well, they are more alive than
you are right now.
>> Right on.
>> Right on.
>> Dig it.
>> Now, you talkin' about goin'
out and sh**t' down some white
kids like animals, huh?
Do you know how that's gonna
read in the newspaper headlines?
"White radicals sh*t in ghetto
riot," period.
>> It all depends on how you set
it up.
>> Listen to me!
Listen to me.
You are living in a tormented
cultural wasteland.
You are a black man.
And you are not dead.
And neither are the rest of us.
You are alive.
And if you know...
you must teach.
And if you know...
you must lead.
There are many brothers and
sisters outside who need you,
and if you can't see that...
then you have deceived yourself.
>> Ready, and down, right...
back, left, down.
And arms up to the side.
Right foot forward.
[ Up-tempo music plays ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Laughter ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Soft, romantic music plays ]
>> What's your name?
>> Luanna.
Yours is Johnny. I know.
[ Soft music continues ]
>> I wanna dance with you.
>> Yes.
I would like to know you.
>> Sister.
[ Echoing ] Sister.
Sister.
Sister.
>> I heard a lot about you.
>> And what have you heard?
>> That you are beautiful and
fine.
>> Or over the hill.
>> Strong.
>> Dead.
All of us, dead.
[ Soft music continues ]
[ Up-tempo music resumes ]
>> We're goin' as far as
Washington Boulevard.
>> That's fine, fine.
>> That's a pretty hip sign.
>> [ Chuckles ]
It's true, you know.
>> Ah?
What do you do, old man?
>> Whatever I can, son, whatever
I can.
>> I mean what do you do for a
living?
>> [ Sighs ]
I think maybe you better let
me out.
>> What's the matter with you?
>> You. You're pretty uptight.
I don't do nothin'.
I can't get a job.
Used up, chewed up, too old.
Oh, they don't -- They can't use
me anymore.
>> That's what happens.
>> Wow. Look at that, will ya?
Big. Big, ain't it?
Tombstones of a super-technical
country.
I don't belong here anymore.
I ain't got what they need.
>> Ah, you pay one way or the
other.
>> You're next, you know, you
and others like you.
>> Not if I can help it.
>> Uh, you can let me off at
that corner there.
>> Right on.
[ Funky music plays ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Soft music plays ]
>> [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
>> What did you mean when you
said we were all dead?
>> We have to think two times
before we do anything.
We have to think about what we
wanna do and how to get it past
the white man.
We don't live life.
We survive through it.
We have to run a conscious game
on the man...
24 hours a day.
[ g*nshots ]
[ Dramatic music playing ]
[ g*nshots continues ]
>> Doc, you black, ain't you?
>> My skin's black, if that's
what you mean.
>> I mean what are you doin' for
your people, Mr. Doctor Smalls?
>> A rat bit a child this
morning.
I treated her.
They couldn't pay me, but I
treated her.
>> A rat?
>> If they could, would you
take it?
>> Of course.
>> Well, maybe you're human
after all.
>> Quite.
And a little bit older than you,
so --
[ g*nshots continue ]
>> That's a boy.
Got your cereal okay?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
>> Oh, sh*t! Mnh!
>> Cussing won't help.
Run cold water on it.
Damn it, woman, come on.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
>> Here you are.
>> Theon, you late again.
You late one more time, I'm-a
kick your ass.
Now, you believe that?
>> Ain't nobody gonna kick my
ass.
>> [ Chuckles ] Right on, blood.
Come on, now. Give me five.
Now go on in there. [ Chuckles ]
[ Vehicle approaching ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
Don't turn around.
The pigs are behind you.
>> What them bastards want, man?
>> I know what they gonna get.
>> I got a job interview, man.
I better go.
>> Poor Johnny tryin' to be a
good American.
>> That's what a college
education does for ya.
>> He's gonna find out.
[ Keys clacking ]
>> You've done extremely well
on all our tests, Mr. Johnson.
The job is yours.
>> Thanks. When do I start?
>> Monday.
We've got an excellent insurance
plan for all of our employees,
plus Blue Cross and Blue Shield.
I'm sure you'll enjoy it.
[ Intercom buzzes ]
Yes?
Now?
Uh...
Yes. Yes, sir.
Please excuse me a moment.
[ Keys clacking ]
I'm sorry...
but the job is not available.
I'm sure a young man with your
abilities won't have any trouble
finding a job in a large city.
I know.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
>> Hey, hey, you sold-out pig!
>> Pig!
>> Why don't you go on down
there, you pig bastard!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
>> Pig bastard!
>> How's Johnny?
>> When's the doctor coming,
Joe?
>> I got him.
Found him in a house hiding.
Come on, Doc!
A little dirt ain't gonna hurt
you.
>> Man, this ain't no time to be
jivin'.
[ g*nshots ]
>> L-Look, I-I-I don't know what
I can do here.
>> m*therf*cker, you better
think of somethin' quick.
>> [ Moaning lightly ]
>> You hear the news?
>> Yeah, it's happening all
over.
>> They rushed me so quick, I-I
just stuffed what I could in my
bag.
Hey, that's a bad wound.
>> [ Moaning ]
[ g*nshots ]
>> Be cool, man, please.
>> [ Gasping ]
[ Groaning ]
>> Police do this?
**
[ Engine backfires, shuts off ]
>> Up.
>> Here we are, boy.
[ Car door slams ]
>> You, uh -- You know this,
uh...
>> What -- What did you do?
>> Oh, we found your car with
him in it.
>> My -- My car?
>> Yeah. He said it was his.
>> A white Rambler, '61,
license plate BBO477.
>> No, no, that's his.
He bought it from me last week.
He paid $170.
>> A white man is telling you
the same thing I said.
Now maybe you'll believe him.
>> You shut your mouth.
>> Ah, now, wait a minute --
>> Didn't you ask him?
Didn't you ask him?
>> Well, uh, maybe we made a
mistake.
Look, I-I-I'm sorry.
>> Can I get my car back?
>> Well, they -- they towed it
in by now.
8:00 tomorrow morning.
>> I have to be at work at 8:00.
>> What kind of people are you?
You stop private citizens in the
street?
You take away their property?
What kind of people are you?!
>> Hey, hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute. It's over, okay?
>> No! No! No! It's not okay!
It's not okay!
>> You're Jewish, aren't you?
>> Yes. I'm Jewish.
I'm Jewish!
What are you gonna do, take away
my store?!
[ Dog barking ]
You hear what he said?
>> Please, Hal, please.
>> That son of a bitch.
Did you hear what he said?!
>> Please, Hal, please.
[ Engine starts ]
>> [ Gasping lightly ]
>> Okay, you go on inside, and
I'll catch you later, all right?
Yeah. Thanks.
[ g*nshots ]
>> What happened?
>> [ Breathing heavily ]
They -- They came and busted us,
five of 'em.
Damn, man, they were all over
the place.
>> All right, all right.
Go on inside.
Johnny will tell you what to do.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
>> Where you at?!
What are you doing here?!
>> Damn it, move it back!
Move it back!
>> Why don't you people go home?
>> Why don't you go home?
I am home.
Hey, hey, brother.
Brother, maybe he means Africa.
Do you dig it?
>> Yeah.
>> Hey, by the way, are you
home?
Trap-ass dog.
>> Johnny, Johnny, we're...
>> Cops are gonna be rushin' us,
man, hundreds of 'em.
>> They'll wipe us out, man.
We gotta stop 'em.
>> Every time you move, blood
pours out of that hole.
Now sit still, damn it, or
you'll bleed to death.
>> Ah. Just -- Glass. [ Gasps ]
Throw glass, bottles, anything
in the streets.
Then pour gasoline for maybe a
block.
>> Yeah. Yeah.
>> All right, plant men in
places where they can hide with
firebombs [gasps] and others
with shotguns.
And when the bastards get in the
middle of the gasoline, chuck
them bombs, baby, and open up.
>> Oh, outta sight.
>> Those pigs, man.
Come on. We'll tell the others.
>> He's heavy, ain't he?
>> You're k*lling yourself.
You know that.
>> He's right.
>> You blow too much soul, man.
Ain't no use you cuttin' out on
a humbug.
**
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[ g*nshots ]
>> [ Crying ] Let me through!
Let me through here!
Let me through!
>> Miss, we got a job to do!
Don't make it any harder!
>> My son's in there!
He may be hurt!
>> You're gonna get through...
>> Let me through!
[ g*nshots ]
>> Hold it, lady!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
>> Hey!
[ g*nshots continue ]
>> Where's my son?
>> Hey, what's -- what --
>> I told you to keep her outta
here.
>> [ Crying ] Oh!
Johnny.
>> Go back home.
>> Johnny!
>> Don't shake him, woman.
>> But he's my son.
>> Yes, but he's bleeding to
death.
>> Are you a doctor?
Will he be all right?
>> Oh, he's all right.
>> Come on, now.
Billy Joe will take you home.
>> Let go of me!
Why is my Johnny hurt like this?
You're the cause of it!
>> He got sh*t by a white cop.
>> Help me get him to a
hospital.
>> Mama, leave me alone!
>> Johnny ain't goin' to no
white man's hospital!
Them m*therf*ckers would just
let him die!
>> Help me, doctor.
>> Every time he breathes, he
pumps out blood.
Now, if we don't -- if you don't
do somethin', he's got to stop
breathin', one way or another.
If I can get the b*llet out and
close up that hole...
I'd like to go back to my office
and get my instruments.
>> Okay, Doc, get your stuff.
>> Yeah, and I'm gonna make sure
that you come back.
[ g*nshots ]
>> Why you do this, out here,
with the police all over?
Thank God you're not dead!
>> I'm a man, Mama...
a black man.
And the one thing I don't need
is that white man's god to help
me.
>> Your daddy's a man, and he
don't --
>> Then where is he, mama?
>> He's home, where you ought to
be, instead of out here, sh*t up
in this here alley.
>> Is he hiding, Mama?
>> Hiding?
No, he's not hiding.
He's stayin' close to his home.
>> While his woman's out in the
street.
Bullshit!
>> What do you know?
>> Good n*gg*r, work hard, kiss
ass, and you'll make it.
>> What do you know? What?!
>> I know, Mama.
And she knows me.
>> You sit there and tell me she
knows?
I brought you into this world.
I fed you and clothed you.
And you tell me she knows.
Boy, I'm takin' you to a
hospital!
>> No! You leave him alone!
>> Don't you ever put your hands
on me again.
>> Can't you understand?
It's because he's a black man,
not the white man's black boy.
That's why we're in this alley,
them white pig's waitin' to
k*ll us.
[ g*nshots ]
[ Funky music plays ]
>> [ Speaking indistinctly ]
>> Andre!
Come on.
I gotta take the doc here back
to get his sh*t.
And if I don't make it, well,
you're the horse.
>> How's Johnny?
>> Bad.
>> Come on, bub.
You're losin' time.
>> Brown said some white boy
sent a message askin' what they
can do.
>> Man, we're through talkin'
with white boys.
Poof-butt mothafuckers.
>> Your blood brother is losing
blood.
>> sh*t.
Okay, come on.
>> I don't like this at all.
>> Orders.
>> This is madness. It's crazy.
>> Maybe so, but we got
orders -- "Get rid of him."
[ Funky music plays ]
>> Doc, you can help us get a
free medical thing goin'.
>> A clinic?
>> Yeah, somethin' for the kids.
They don't have no --
Keep walkin', Doc, and don't say
nothin'.
[ Music continues ]
>> Clear the streets!
Clear the streets!
>> What's wrong?
>> Do you see that guy?!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ g*nshots ]
>> Ahh!
>> Mnh!
>> Did you k*lled them?
>> What the f*ck you think
they're here for -- some g*dd*mn
afternoon tea?
Come on!
>> No, wait, wait!
Don't sh**t! I'm a doctor!
Don't sh**t!
Don't sh**t! I'm a doctor!
>> Wait! He's a doctor!
>> He's still a n*gg*r!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
>> Reverend, we can go out and
help this man.
>> No, no, no, no, no.
>> Who the hell's gonna pay for
repairin' my buildin'?
>> A first-aid station.
>> But we can't get in.
>> What the hell are they doin'
here?
>> [ Groaning ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ g*nshots ]
>> The rat bite.
Nurse...get...
the rabies sh*ts.
[ g*nshots continue ]
[ Siren wailing ]
>> What's the matter?
[ Indistinct shouting ]
>> I see it.
>> What?
>> Nothing.
[ Round chambers ]
>> Hey!
>> God damn.
>> We gotta move Johnny!
They k*lled the Doc.
They're comin' through.
And they're gonna k*ll him.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
>> Johnny.
>> Hmm?
>> Johnny, we got to move.
Johnny. Johnny.
>> Johnny!
Johnny, they blew Doc away.
Now we gotta move you.
They're comin' through here.
>> No, we ain't goin' nowhere.
>> Don't. Don't. Don't.
>> It's...come down...
>> But you can't win.
>> We don't have any choice.
[ g*nshots ]
>> I'm goin' out with the
brothers.
>> Yes.
>> I hope...
you don't die, brother.
[ g*nshots continue ]
>> Well, you know how that is.
If it's over, then it is over.
[ g*nshots continue ]
>> Yeah.
Yes.
>> Come on, Black.
>> [ Groans ]
[ g*nshots continue ]
[ Dramatic music playing ]
[ g*nshots continue ]
>> This place is crawling with
cops.
[ g*nshots continue ]
We got split up, or we'll never
find Johnny.
We gotta get him out.
It's our fight, too, no matter
what happens.
Talk to him.
Make him understand that it
didn't come down right and we
gotta take it underground.
[ g*nshots continue ]
[ Music continues ]
>> We work him over first?
>> No. Let's take him in.
>> Well, where's your white
friends now?
Them liberal bastards can't help
you now, n*gg*r, huh?
>> My dad d*ed fighting n*zi
Germany, but he d*ed fightin'
the wrong ones.
>> You black ape.
You're fightin' the wrong
people, too.
>> [ Groaning ]
**
>> Johnny!
From yesterday.
Some kids eat more, you know.
>> Right on.
>> Eh.
[ Engine starts ]
>> I swear to God I don't know
the answer.
>> [ Chuckles ]
You will, man, as long as you're
comfortable.
>> They got bigger g*ns than
you.
>> We got no choice.
And you have, and we don't.
>> So, off with their heads?
sh*t, that's exactly what they
want.
>> It's that, or we decide to do
some hard work, like that
grocer.
He don't gotta do nothin', but
he wants to see somethin'
different.
>> All right, but we do it
together, all of us, all the
young people all over the
country.
Then maybe we won't have any
v*olence.
>> If we work together, there
would be no need for v*olence.
But we gotta know what we want.
It's got to be important.
[ m*llitary-style music plays ]
Oh, man.
>> What? What the f--
[ Brakes squeal ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music continues ]
>> Well, I just don't see what
it's all about, this hate, this
v*olence.
If it keeps up, you'll be giving
the White people all the reason
they need to k*ll you.
>> Blacks have been exploited,
r*ped, and m*rder*d since this
country began.
>> Son, you know I like to hear
it from the horse's mouth.
>> It's what we do before we go
because we have nothin' to lose.
What we're all about is our
young ones not havin' to be
n*gg*r*s 24 hours a day because
if that happens...
what do we live for?
>> We're the ones with the hate,
Dad.
>> Well, it'll work out.
Just give it time.
We've got a democratic process
here in America that allows us
to --
>> The Democratic process.
>> Well, don't you go to the
polls?
Don't you vote?
>> Just look at what we've done
to the air we breathe.
I mean, your generation has left
the world --
>> Wait. Now, you just wait.
You can't blame my generation,
as you call it, for all the ills
in the world.
>> Then what about the
American Indian?
Does -- Can he?
>> Can he what?
[ Grunts ]
[ Door closes ]
Where does that boy live?
>> Why?
>> "Why?"
Somebody oughta put a check on
him -- that's why.
I think I will.
>> What?
That man was a guest in our
house.
>> You heard the things he said.
>> He shared his views with us.
>> Well, I don't want to hear
those views in this house again.
Such violent talk is --
>> But, Dad, we --
>> Why they're even complaining
about the police being brutal.
>> We let the cops do what they
do to them.
>> Well, I'm glad we do.
>> Well, then you're
responsible!
>> Then so are you.
[ Dramatic music playing ]
[ g*nshots ]
>> It's over, little brother,
and I want you to get out.
>> What? No, Billy. No, man.
>> No, look, Forrest, it's over!
But it don't gotta die with us.
>> Yeah, but I'm --
>> Naw, that's it!
[ expl*si*n ]
>> Wow, man.
>> No. There's more.
[ Explosions ]
There's a way out through --
through the buildings.
[ g*nshots ]
[ g*nshots continue ]
[ g*nshots continue ]
>> Thank you, God, for
protection given by ghetto
doors.
[ g*nshots ]
[ Siren wailing ]
>> Come on out, son.
It's over.
[ g*n cocks ]
Drop your w*apon.
No one's gonna hurt you.
>> I'm comin' out!
[ g*n clatters ]
I'm comin' out!
I'm comin'!
Don't sh**t!
I got my hands up!
[ g*nshots ]
[ Exhales heavily ]
[ g*n clatters ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
White man, ain't you a bitch
with your sh*t?
[ Grunts ]
[ Metal clinks ]
[ Coughing ]
sh*t!
[ Coughing ]
Yeahhhhh!
[ g*nshots ]
**
[ Laughter ]
I'm underqualified, and
you're overqualified!
>> Yeah, yeah.
>> Ain't the white man a bitch
with his sh*t?
[ Laughter ]
[ Laughter ]
My name is Billy Joe Ashley.
>> My name's Johnny Johnson,
man.
What you into?
>> A whole lotta sh*t.
A whole lotta sh*t, man.
>> Oh, man.
>> Lotta sh*t.
[ Laughter ]
[ g*nshots ]
**
>> [ Crying ] Johnny...
this ain't the way!
I don't understand.
That boy left you knowing that
you're all gonna die.
And he was smiling.
>> There's a whole new thing
happening after this.
>> Oh, Johnny!
>> And we've got to.
[ Siren wailing ]
The system is destroying us.
And we don't wanna fight.
But we're alone.
And we wanna live.
So we have to fight.
And some of us have got to die.
>> What in the hell?
They let you through?
It's Michael there!
>> Johnny! Johnny!
>> Johnny, let us in!
>> We let 'em in?
[ Sirens continue ]
>> Brother, let's get out of
here.
>> sh*t! Where's your g*n?
[ g*nshots ]
Mama!
>> Cease fire. Cease fire.
[ g*nshots stop ]
[ Sirens stop ]
>> Oh, baby. Baby.
>> Johnny, I'm sorry.
>> Get away from here.
>> Most of the others are dead.
The rest are scattered.
>> This is the police.
Drop your weapons.
You people have one minute to
come out with your hands above
your heads.
>> Yeah?
Like sheep?
>> They're gonna be throwin' gas
in here.
[ Round chambers ]
>> What're we gonna do?
>> sh**t.
>> We'll give you
30 seconds to come out.
>> I'm not.
[ g*nshots ]
Final Comedown, The (1972)
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