00Sex 2: Eye of the Hurricane Page #3

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ln his direction

- Come on, sweet thing. Let"s dance.|- ls his love strong enough

Formy heart"sprotection

- ldon"t know|- ldon"t know, ldon"t know

- ldon"t know|- ldon"t know, ldon"t know

- You dance nice.|- But he loves mesogood

- Tilllthinklshould|- Thankyou.

lflgave him my heart

- These hands were meant|for more than just fi ghting.|- Wouldhe refuse it

Wouldhe tearit apart

- Ortenderly use it|- Her name was Mae Thelma.

- ldon"t know|- And she was the prettiest woman|I had ever seen.

- ldon"t know|- ldon"t know, ldon"t know

But he hugs meso tight

Tilllthinklmight

You got a girl around?

No. I ain"t got no girl.

No?

Well, I had a good time|with you tonight.

- Mae Thelma, is that you?|- Yeah. Mama, I"ll be right up.

- You gon" call me tomorrow?|- I"m gon" call you tonight.

- No, you can"t call me tonight now.|- I"ll call you tomorrow then.

You"ll call me tomorr--

- Is that your father?|- No. My father"s asleep.

- Your name Rubin Carter?|- Yeah.

- You"re comin" with us.|- For what?

You heard the man.

What"d you think,|we weren"t gonna fi nd you?

You still owe me time.

All right. Get out.

- This way now.|- Okay.

From that moment on...

I decided to take control|of my life.

I made up my mind|to turn my body into a weapon.

I would be a warrior-scholar.

I boxed. I went to school.

I began reading|W.E.B DuBois, Richard Wright.

Move, tier one! Move it!

So I gave up|all the worthless luxuries...

that most inmates crave--

the girlie books, fags,|cigarettes, the movies.

I hated them.

In fact, I hated everyone.|I didn"t even speak English.

I spoke hate,|and its verbs were fists.

I made up my mind|to turn my body...

into a weapon that would|eventually set me free...

or kill anyone who sought|to keep me in prison.

On September 2 1 , 1 961 ...

I was released,|and I vowed upon everything holy...

never to come back to prison again.

I had spent almost half my time|on this Earth...

in jail.

Hey, come on, Lesra.|Time to get up. Breakfast, buddy.

Yeah. Yeah, all right.|Yeah, I"m up. I"m up.

Did you get any sleep?|Your light"s been on all night.

I just can"t stop reading, man.|This book"s about my life.

Jeez, Lisa, you gotta smoke|for breakfast?

- Do you know when we met in Brooklyn?|- Yeah.

Why"d you take me home?

Well, you know, you--|you met my folks, man...

and you brought me up here,|you did all this stuff for me.

Yeah.

No, I mean, why?

Why"d you do all that?

"Cause you were smart and funny.

And short. You know, we fi gured|it"d be good foryou to...

spend a little time|with some tall white people.

- Yeah, absolutely.|- Yeah.|- What, did you do it "cause I"m black?

And you thought|I couldn"t do it myself?

"Cause Rubin-- Rubin did it|all himself, you know.

Hey, Les, we didn"t feel|sorry foryou.

We met you and got to know you|and realized you could accomplish|some things...

and, like a lot of us,|you could use some help.

I"m sure that Hurricane Carter|had some help along the way.

- None of us does it alone.|- Hey.

As far as doin" it foryourself goes,|nobody can learn anything foryou.

Trust me. Everything you"re doing now,|you"re doing foryourself.

I"ll get it.

- You know, I been thinkin".|- Yeah?

- How"re you doing?|- About what?

No, no, no, he"s here. Hejust--

Think I wanna put up a heavy bag.|You know, like a big punching bag.

Uh, those renovations?|Probably the end ofthe month.

- Oh, any special reason?|- No. No, man.

I just feel like punchin"|something, you know?

That"s it. It"s set.

- A little low. A little low.|- Keep your hand up. Keep the left down.

Straight out of prison,|I was a fi ghting machine.

One thing I could do,|and the only thing, was box.

I had tasted my own blood...

and I loved it.

This is your ringside commentator.

Tonight"s fi ght brings together...

Rubin ""Hurricane"" Carter|from Paterson, NewJersey...

and Joey Cooper,|who is currently undefeated.

Yeah! Way to go, Hurricane!

Hit him!

And the champion,Joey Cooper,|seems to be helpless...

against Rubin Carter,|the challenger.

Yeah!

And I"ll tell ya, folks,|things are taking a surprising turn...

in this middleweight fi ght tonight.

Joey Cooper in big trouble.|Rubin Carter pourin" it on.

Left hook, right hook, uppercut-- Oh!

He"s down.|Oh, look at this.

What a disaster for Cooper.

Carter is punishing him.|He"s gonna-- Oh, he is down, folks.

He is down for the count,|and he is not getting up.

- Four, five, six...|- I"ll tell you that right now.

- Get up!|- seven...|- Get up now!

Right now!

You"re out!

Unbelievable! Rubin Carter|comes on like a hurricane...

and defeats|the undefeated Joey Cooper...

in round one of|this middleweight fi ght.

- I don"t believe it! Oh!|- Unbelievable upset tonight.

Have you ever seen anything like it?

- And the crowd is goin" wild here|in Reading, Pennsylvania.|- You all right, Cooper?

- And Rubin Carter took this fi ght|right away from him here this evening.|- I"m okay.

Mrs Carter, what do you think|it"s gonna be like being married|to such a ferocious fi ghter?

- Well, uh--|- Well, it"s gonna be a little scary,|but I"ll try my best. All right.

Can you believe|that black son ofa b*tch?

He thinks he"s champion ofthe world.|Fighter ofthe year, my ass.

A low-life criminal.

My mothertoldme

"Fore shepassedaway

Said, son, when l"m gone

Don"t forget topray|"cause there"llbe hard times

- What the hell do they expect?|Ofcourse a riot broke out.|- Hard times

Every time we try to stand up|and defend our own neighbourhoods...

they send the cops in|to bust us in our heads.

Ifyou feel so strongly about all this,|Hurricane, why aren"t you out there...

instead ofsittin" in here drinkin"?

I"m drinkin" club soda,|fi rst ofall, and I"m in here|because you asked me to be here.

But you"re right.|Maybe I should go down there.

Yeah, maybe I should go grab my gun,|shoot me a halfa dozen...

ofthem n*gger-hatin" cops, huh?

What you think, Bucky? I know I can get|me about five of"em before they get me.

Ed? Huh?

How about you?|You wanna come?

Sh*t. That"s off the record,|by the way.

Oh, he knows that.|Don"t you?

Sure, champ. Sure.

You betcha.

- Take that, champ!|- Get down.

- Right here.|- Rubin, what is this?

- Get down, get down! Stay down!|- Oh, Lord, what is--|- Let"s get outta here!

- You all right, T.?|- Shh, it"s okay.

It"s okay. It"s okay.

Shh. It"s okay.

All right, all right,|all right, all right, all right.

- You all right?|- You know why they did this.

Shh. All right. Come on,|come on, come on, come on.

- I told you it was off the record.|- Nothin" with you is off the record!

- Look, I don"t want|to go into it right now.|- You ain"t had no business|talkin" to them people.

- You know everything that you say...|- All right, all right,|all right, all right.

- they gon" make up something different.|- Mae, what you want me to do, huh?

- What you want me to do?|- Why do you say these things?

- I know what they doin".|I know exactly what they doin".|- Are you trying to get us killed?

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