A Time to Kill

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Beautiful day, isn't it?

There he is.

Any word on Bud?

Ethel's still with him.

Thank you for coming.

Well, well, well.

The Pillsbury Dough Boy.

Still practicing exploitative law?

Thought you were dead.

I'm trying. What do we have here?

I'd like to introduce--

Lucien Wilbanks, third white man in

Mississippi to join the NAACP...

...permanently disbarred

by Superior Court...

...for attacking police who busted

a picket line in an oil strike.

It is a pleasure, Ms. Ark.

Everyone, jury selection begins today.

To win this case we need a

sympathetic jury willing to acquit...

...and a jury that can use the

insanity plea as an excuse to do so.

I need a drink.

No drinking.

What do you mean?

It's my building, leased to

you for a reasonable rent...

...and I want a drink.

Ms. Ark, I have all the

respect in the world for you.

I believe in your right to equal pay,

your right to bear a child...

...or to abort one.

You should be treated like a man.

Since you are a law clerk...

...genderless in my eyes...

...I think you should be

the one to go buy the beer.

ERA, 'she' woman. That would be

an excellent activity for you.

No drinking. Not today.

Noose selects this panel randomly.

Too many bad candidates and we're sunk.

Luck of the draw.

What you need...

...is young fathers who want

to do what Carl Lee did.

Agreed. We need young

men with families here.

I'd prefer no one over 50.

Less bigotry with youth.

So we stay away from women,

rednecks and old men.

Citizens, thank you.

Counsel, you each have 12

challenges. Let's begin.

The state challenges jurors #6...

...10...

...and 32.

Your Honor, the defense

strikes jurors 1, 4...

...8 and 2.

And 31.

Your Honor, the defense also

strikes jurors 22 and 29.

That's it, then.

You're out of challenges.

Jurors, you will be

sequestered starting tonight.

Opening statements begin tomorrow.

That's a jury of my peers?

God bless America.

My name is Stump Sisson...

...and I'm proud to be a Grand Dragon...

...for the Invisible Empire...

...of the Ku Klux Klan!

What the hell?

I'm here to say...

...that the law-abiding

whites of this state...

...are sick and tired

of n*ggers stealing...

...raping, killing, and

getting away with it!

We demand justice!

We demand this n*gger...

...be convicted...

...and his black ass

sent to the gas chamber!

Who's a n*gger?!

You pointy-headed...

...white-faced, no-good

son-of-a-whore!

Shut up, you wild animal.

I'll drag your ass out of here!

You're the animal!

Open the gate!

Turn around.

Know what?

Just take off your pants.

Come on, do I look that easy?

Afraid I'll see your underwear?

With Carla gone, the laundry's

piling up. I'm not wearing any.

I haven't worn any in years.

I'm not going to watch, I promise.

Now, strip, please.

Fine.

What I need from you...

Do tell.

Is a way to discredit the

State's shrink, Dr. Rodeheaver.

Unless you discredit the shrink...

Carl Lee does not have a chance.

Sorry.

Sissy.

He's got a good chance.

There. You'll live.

Thanks.

Good butt.

What do you do to blow off steam...

...besides trying to kill each other?

You got a disco...

...strip bars...

...or malls...

...to go to?

Stump's dead.

He's dead.

Come on. Let's go home.

It's all over.

It ain't near over.

I'll be right back.

Here are your mud bugs.

Anything else?

A couple of...

...specials and some fried dill pickles.

-You got it.

-Thanks, sugar.

That wasn't sexist. Really,

I never order my own food.

I can't do another shot.

Fine, I'll do another shot.

Just a splash.

To...

Carl Lee.

May a jury find that man

loony as a fruitcake.

Hear, hear.

No more.

So...

...was he crazy when he did it?

No, he wasn't crazy.

He told me he'd do it.

I tried to tell myself

he wasn't serious.

I think I really wanted him to do it.

I came home that night and looked

at Hannah. She looked so tender.

All I could think about was

all the monsters out there...

...and any one of them can

come steal her innocence.

Take her life, if they want.

Yeah, I wanted those boys dead.

You're goddamn right I did.

I guess I helped kill them.

So tomorrow, when we get in court...

...it's not just Carl Lee

I'm trying to get off.

Burn in hell, Brigance!

Good job.

How is it that you'll drive 1-1 /2

hours to take me to dinner but...

...you have no problem

walking into my motel room?

With everything that's going on...

...we can't be too careful.

Just want to make sure it's safe.

I'm not scared.

Yes, I am.

Of what?

Of what's going to happen tomorrow.

All the other cases I've worked

on were only paper defendants.

I never knew the towns...

...and I never touched

the lives or anything.

Tomorrow morning...

...Buckley will try to

kill Carl Lee Hailey.

Now it's on us to stop him.

Go over the battle in your mind.

Argument, rebuttal, examination

and cross. All of it.

Remember something:

You are one of the good guys.

And good guy has...

...the spicy on her lip.

But still one of the good guys.

I'm going home.

Lock the door behind you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

It's going to blow!

My dog's in there!

It's too late.

Hey, buddy.

Seen my dog?

Looking for my dog.

Max, come here!

Come on, Max!

I booked you on the 9:15 to Gulf Port.

Economy, of course.

Go see your wife and daughter.

What'd you do that for?

The trial's in less than 3 hours.

Come on.

Noose'd give you a continuance.

The NAACP boys be down

here before lunch...

...drooling.

Max, let's go, boy! Come on!

Listen to me.

Your marriage is troubled,

you're about to have an affair.

Your career's in ruins, if you're lucky.

If not, you're dead.

Don't get me wrong.

What you've put into this case,

you've even inspired me...

...and I'm uninspirable.

Do everyone a favor, though.

Drop the case.

No, I can't.

I won't. I'm not going to quit.

I quit now, all this

is for nothing. No.

Max, come on now. Max,

where are you? Come on!

Max is dead, and you're next.

Walk away.

Max, come here.

Who's got the goods?

Pre-trial strategy at my

office in less than 2 hours...

...and I expect to see your ass there!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Free Carl Lee!

Fry Carl Lee!

Fry Carl Lee!

Fry Carl Lee!

Mr. Buckley...

...you may begin.

Good morning.

You are Cora Mae Cobb, the mother

of Billy Ray Cobb, are you not?

Yes, sir.

Where were you when he was murdered?

Outside that door right there.

Me and Freddie was

waiting for his hearing.

He was walking up the stairs...

...in handcuffs.

Can you tell us how old your son

was at the time of his death?

Your son was 23 when he died?

In those 23 years, Mrs. Cobb...

...how many children did he kidnap?

Objection, Your Honor!

Sustained.

You are out of order.

Withdraw the question.

The jury will disregard the last

question from Mr. Brigance.

In your son's 23 years...

...how many other children did he rape?

In my chambers.

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