Boycott Page #8

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you're gonna do about... [unintelligible chatter] - Coretta? woman: This ain't right. [people speaking

unintelligibly] - You all right? - I'm all right. - Yoki? - She's fine.

She's in the back. We're both fine. - They ain't goin'. [people yelling] We are gonna have

a riot on our hands. - I promise you

a full investigation. We're offering $500

for information leading to the arrest

of the bomber. [all yelling] I understand your concerns, but there's nothing else

to be done. It's time for y'all

to go on back to your home. [all speaking at once] - This is our home. - You go home!

- That's right. You know,

everybody know what we're fighting for

is right. And we're gonna win,

'cause y'all white folk, y'all don't scare us

no longer, and you can't kill

all of us. - Yeah! [all yelling] - I--I want to-- I thank you all

for showing your support. Everybody's all right. If you have weapons,

please take them home. [crowd murmuring unintelligibly] We must not meet violence

with retaliatory violence. We must love our white brothers,

love our-- [crowd murmurs unintelligibly] Love our enemies. This is what we must live by. We must meet their hate

with our love. And God is with us. - Well, show us Coretta. all: Yeah.

- Show us Coretta. [people yelling] - You hit somebody

with that stick, and we all gonna die

out here tonight, Jack. woman: That's right!

That's right! [all yelling] - Hell, I know it ain't right

to attack a man's family. I know they're angry. woman: Let him go!

Let him go! - I got a job to do. - Let's go. All right, I want

that car out of here. woman: We just want to know

if she's all right. woman: That's right.

[all speaking at once] woman: She's all right.

woman:
All right. all: Amen. - All right.

Go on home now. woman: What a day

of healing Thank you, Father Nothing but love Joy and peace When all God's children Have mercy, Father When we get to chorus: Heaven woman: Talkin'

'bout a time What a time What a time,

what a time Thank you, Jesus - When do we

get to fight back? Brother King. Brother King,

there are people out there, they want to take matters

into their own hands, fight back,

show 'em we're not afraid. If the whites bring guns,

then we bring guns. - We won't win a battle

with guns. They've got more guns. They'll get tired

of beating us when they see it won't break us. - Damn it, they don't seem

to be getting tired. Seems like they're getting

stronger than ever. Seems--seems they like it. - Brother Phillips,

we won't stoop to their level. We believe in the Bible. - An eye for an eye,

boss. That's in there too. [somber music] - I'm right down the hall

if you need anything. - Thank you, Juanita.

- [whispers] You're welcome. Yolanda: Bye-bye. Hi. [Yolanda cooing] Mommy? [woman vocalizing] [camera shutter clicks] - Martin, I don't pretend

to understand why you've been chosen. I really don't. But you have. And you are the right man. - But that crowd out there,

that... that hatred can't be contained. I'm beginning to question

whether... It just runs too deep. If you or the baby

had been hurt, there would've been bloodshed. I want you to take Yolanda

and leave Montgomery. - Martin... - Go to Atlanta

and stay with my parents... - Martin.

- Until this is resolved. - We are family. - I will not have the blood

of my family on my hand. [melancholy flute music] - Don't let them

intimidate you. - They bombed the house. I think they already have. [hammers tapping] man: I got it. [unintelligible conversations] man: Anybody got a hammer? [unintelligible conversations] - Reverend King. - Hello, Coretta. Looks like you're doing

a little redecorating. - You could call it that. It's good to see you. - Good to see you too

and safe. You've done important

work here, son. There's nobody prouder of what

you've done here than I am. But there's no reason

you can't run this boycott from Atlanta. You push for too much

here in Montgomery, you'll lose everything--

your position, your reputation. - Daddy, I won't leave. - Martin,

they bombed your home. You are in peril. Your family is in peril. This city is set to explode. If you're not careful,

there's gonna be a race war. - I can't walk away. I won't. I've started something here,

and I intend to finish it. - Coretta,

talk some sense into my son. - Baby,

what do you want to do? - I'm staying here. - Then so am I. [dog barking] [dramatic music] [bell dings] - My name is Bayard Rustin,

R-U-S-T-I-N. I believe you have a room

reserved for me. - Uh-huh. Well, put your John Hancock

down there and give me three nights

in advance, and we'll be in business. - Tell me,

how far a walk is it to the home

of Reverend King? - Well, I don't know

what y'all, uh, do up there in, uh, New York City,

but you don't want to be walking alone

down here at night, especially with this, uh,

bus business going on. - And here I thought

all black people walked in Montgomery. [both chuckle] - Not at night.

- Oh... I'll take my chances. [slow blues music] - But who are you? - It's Bayard Rustin. - What are you doing here? Why'd you come all the way

down here from New York City? - It's a business trip. - You here to stir up something

with that Negro boycott? - Well, I do intend

to avoid the buses. - What kind of business

you do at night? - I'm a journalist. I am working

for "Le Figaro" and the "Manchester Guardian." Those are European journals or newspapers. Is there anything else? [dog barking] - What do you want? - I'm here to see Dr. King. - Need to go on home. - My home is a long way

from here, and I don't really care

to return to it at the moment since I just left it

to come to Montgomery to see Dr. King. - Reverend King's

not seeing any visitors. Now go on. - Nelson, who is it? - Nobody, ma'am. Somebody just leaving. He can come back

in the morning. - Good evening, Mrs. King. Bayard Rustin. - Bayard Rustin. - Excuse me. How are you? - I heard you speak

on nonviolence when I was a student

at Antioch College. And I will never forget it,

because you said something about history that

has stayed with me. - Is that so? What did I say? - That history

wasn't an accident, that history is a choice. - And why did that

make such an impression? - Because it means that

we can do something about our lives

and we're not stuck with the way things are. - Wow. So now you're down South. Aren't you a long way

from home? - No, no,

I'm from Marion. That's not too far from here. - Didn't like

our Northern customs, huh? - Actually, I did. Quite a bit. - Well,

if Bayard Rustin is here, then I guess we've arrived. - Excuse me. Dr. King. I wouldn't miss a moment

that's gonna change our country forever. - Yes, yes. So a policeman

says to him, says, "Well, can you describe

these turtles?" And, uh--and the snail says,

"No, sir, I can't. It all happened so fast." [laughter] Well, see,

that's how we feel. Here we are, 77 days

into a 1-day boycott. - You've managed

to sow the seeds of Gandhi in the soil of the South. - Well, it's not just

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