Bobby Page #10

Bobby!

Bobby! Bobby!

Bobby!

- Bobby!

- Bobby!

Kennedy, you son of a b*tch.

Get the gun.

Get the gun. Get the gun.

Stay away from the gun.

- Stay away from the gun.

- Get a doctor!

Keep them out!

Keep them out!

His hand is frozen.

Take ahold of his thumb

and break it if you have to!

Get his thumb!

Excuse me. Excuse me!

Hold him! Hold him! Hold him!

Get a doctor for the senator!

We don't want another Oswald!

Senator!

Wade! Wade! Excuse me, Wade!

Excuse me! Sir, move!

He's been shot!

- What?! What?!

Excuse me.

Wade! What happened?

- Someone shot him!

What?

Excuse me!

Excuse me! I'm with...

Ladies and gentlemen, could I

have your attention please?

Ladies and gentlemen, can I

ask you please to be calm?

We need a doctor to come

to the podium right now.

- Please, everybody...

- Bobby's shot?

- Bobby's shot?

- Please, just be calm.

And if you can,

please leave the ballroom.

We need a doctor to the podium

right now!

Please. Is there a doctor

in the house? We need you...

It is not a day for politics.

I have saved

this one opportunity...

I've been shot!

...my only event of today...

I've been shot!

...to speak briefly to you

about the mindless menace

of violence in America,

- which again stains our land

- Can you help me?!

- and every one of our lives.

- Can you help me? Please.

It is not the concern

of any one race.

- Doctor! Anyone!

- The victims of the violence

are black and white,

rich and poor,

young and old,

famous and unknown.

They are, most important

of all, human beings

whom other human beings

loved and needed.

- What happened, do you know?

- Somebody said he's been shot.

No one, no matter

where he lives

- or what he does...

- Get a doctor, please!

...can be certain

who next will suffer

from some senseless act

of bloodshed.

And yet it goes on and on

and on in this country of ours.

SUSAN:

It's okay. It's okay. Plea!

Why?

- You'll be okay.

What has violence

ever accomplished?

What has it ever created?

Oh! Oh. Oh, my God!

Dear.

Help!

Whenever any American's life

is taken by another American

unnecessarily...

William, come on!

...whether it is done

in the name of the law

or in defiance of the law,

by one man or by a gang,

in cold blood or in passion...

I've been shot.

...in an attack of violence

or in response to violence,

whenever we tear at the fabric

of our lives

which another man has painfully

and clumsily

woven for himself

and his children,

whenever we do this, then

the whole nation is degraded.

Yet we seemingly tolerate

a rising level of violence

that ignores

our common humanity

and our claims

to civilization alike.

Hey, Donny, what

the heck's going on?

Senator Kennedy's been shot.

Too often, we honor swagger

and bluster

and the wielders of force.

Too often, we excuse those

who are willing

to build their own lives

on the shattered dreams

of other human beings.

But this much is clear:

Violence breeds violence,

repression breeds retaliation,

and only a cleansing

of our whole society

can remove this sickness

from our souls.

For when you teach a man to

hate and to fear his brother,

when you teach

that he is a lesser man

because of his color

or his beliefs

or the policies

that he pursues...

...when you teach

that those who differ from you

threaten your freedom

or your job

or your home or your family,

then you also learn

to confront others,

- All right, Captain...

- not as fellow citizens,

but as enemies.

To be met not with cooperation,

but with conquest.

To be subjugated

and to be mastered.

We learn, at the last, to look

at our brothers as aliens.

Alien men with whom we share

a city, but not a community.

Men bound to us

in common dwelling,

but not in a common effort.

...is impossible to believe...

We learn to share

only a common fear,

only a common desire

to retreat from each other.

Only a common impulse to meet

disagreement with force.

JACK I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, baby.

You're gonna be okay.

Do you hear me?

You're gonna be okay, sweetie.

Our lives on this planet

- are too short.

- Jimmy! Look at me.

- The work to be done

- Cooper!

Is too great

to let this spirit flourish

any longer in this land

of ours.

Of course, we cannot

banish it with a program

nor with a resolution...

...but we can perhaps remember,

if only for a time,

that those who live with us

are our brothers,

that they share with us

the same short moment of life,

that they seek, as do we,

nothing but the chance

to live out their lives

in purpose and in happiness,

winning what satisfaction

and fulfillment that they can.

Surely, this bond

of common fate,

surely, this bond

of common goals

can begin to teach us

something.

Surely, we can learn,

at the least,

to look around at those of us,

of our fellow men,

and surely, we can begin

to work a little harder

to bind up the wounds among us

and to become, in our hearts,

brothers and countrymen

once again.

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D My Lord d

d I have read this book d

d So many times d

d But nowhere can d

d Can I find d

d The page that says d

d What I experienced today d

d Has any grace d

D Now I know that life d

d Is meant to be hard d

d That's how I learned d

d To appreciate my God d

d Though my courage d

d May be tried d

d I can tell you I won't hide d

d Because the footprints show d

d You are by my side d

d You can lie to a child

with a smiling face d

d Tell me that color

ain't about race d

d You can cast the first stone d

d You can break my bones! D

d But you're never gonna break d

D You're never gonna

break my faith d

d And hope ain't yours to give d

d Truth and liberty

are mine to live d

d Steal a crown from a king d

d Break an angel's wings d

d But you're never gonna break d

d You're never

gonna break my faith d

d Mm-hmm. D

d My Lord... d

d Won't you help them,

help them, d

d Help them to understand d

d That when someone takes

the life of an innocent man d

d Whoo! D

d Well, they never really won d

d Because all they've

really done d

d Is set the soul free

where it's supposed to be d

d You can lie to a child d

d With a smiling face d

d Tell me that color

ain't about race d

d You can cast the first stone d

d You can break my bones,

but you never ever d

d Never d

d You're never

gonna break my faith d

d And hope

ain't yours to give d

d No, no, no d

d Truth and liberty

are mine to live d

d Steal a crown from a king,

break an angel's wings d

- d But you're never ever ever d

- d You're never gonna break d

d You're never

gonna break my faith d

d For those we lose

before their time d

d I pray their souls

will find the light d

d I know that the day

will surely come d

d Whoa d

d Oh, when His will, His will

will be done d

d Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah d

- D Oh, yeah d

- d Yeah, yeah d

d Hey, ooh-oh d

d Oh, yeah,

His will will be... d

d You're never

gonna break my faith d

- d Oh d

- d Oh, yeah d

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