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Cry Freedom Page #7
- PG
- Year:
- 1987
- 157 min
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Yeah, it's out of date,
but we doctored that.
It wouldn't get you out of Jo'burg,
but up in the sticks it ought to work.
Father David C. Curren?
Irishman.
- How did you get it?
He felt sure Father Curren would agree,
but for safety's sake, he'd explain later.
Black hair,
but apart from that,
if the light wasn't too good,
You're sure those buggers
aren't behind us?
- Yeah, it's all right.
- Good.
This looks like a logical
place to get lost.
Let's look at the map.
Flying you out to
Botswana is out.
- But we have to. How else...?
- We can't, Donald, we tried.
We can't get a plane with the amount
of fuel needed without tipping our hand.
So, we're gonna take you
out via Lesotho instead,...
...and New Year's Eve is the best time,
everybody drunk as a skunk.
You turn yourself into Father Curren
and get up here, north of Queenstown.
Kani will drive you towards
Saint Theresa's Mission.
Now, that's a bunch of
nuns on the border,
so two priests, you see,
it's perfect.
And once there, Kani says
the border's only a river.
You can wade across
it at a dozen places.
- I'm a priest wading across the border?
- You do it at night.
And once you're across,
I'll be here to drive you to Maseru,...
...before the police
know what's going on.
And from there, you can
all fly out to Botswana.
The airline is run by a Canadian, with
a couple of New Zealanders as pilots.
If I get out, my one regret will be giving
you the biggest scoop of your life.
Pig's ass! I've had bigger
scoops on an ice-cream cone.
Why do I have to go so far north
before I meet Father Kani?
Well, it's thought that arms are
coming through on those roads.
So any car registered out of the
district is automatically checked.
He's going up there
to get a local car.
He's a helluva bloke, Kani.
For a black guy to do what he's doing...
Believe me,
I know the risk he's taking.
I don't see how I'm going to get all the
way up past Queenstown. It's a long way.
You hitchhike, Father Curren,
you bloody hitchhike.
That way, if you do get caught, you won't
take Wendy and Kani down with you.
By five o'clock, New Year's Eve, all
the white police would be off for parties.
You hitchhike to the
rendezvous point.
It should be easy if you
don't leave too late.
and I'm not there? The whole plan...
In actual fact, New Year's Eve,
you've gone to bed quite drunk.
Nobody will question that.
The next morning,
Wendy drives off to the beach.
Only, she really goes to
her parents' in Umtata.
If you make it, you phone her
the minute you are in Lesotho
ten o'clock, or whatever
time you've arranged.
She takes the children north to the border
before they have time to pick her up.
If you don't make it,
and there's no phone call,
goes straight back home,
so that she can't be accused
If I make it, they're going to
suspect your involvement.
Oh, probably...
...but as a man of the cloth,
it's proof they'll be missing.
In my case,
I think they'll want it.
NEW YEAR'S EVE 1977
- Do you think we can stay up tonight?
- Well, why don't you ask Mum?
Mary, come on.
Can we stay up for New Year's Eve?
We can get undressed first.
- Just wait and see. Get in the car.
- Come on, Charlie. In you go.
Duncan,
your ice cream's melting.
Charlie, don't lick me.
If you do get ready, I've rented a film
and cartoons. You can watch till midnight.
Mum, is Daddy going
to watch with us?
Well, I thought you might
like to ask Alan and Greg.
So Dad'll have to skip it.
But you know what he thinks
of your choice of movies.
But Daddy doesn't know
what good movies are.
I saw Alice and Larry
at the beach.
I must phone him. Maybe he'd come
over and play chess with me next week.
Did you pick up
the projector?
Oh, damn. The kids wanted ice-cream
cones, so I came home the other way.
I'll have to pick it up later.
Stupid.
Happy New Year.
Donald...
Thank God they're
so predictable.
- Dammit, it's my turn.
- No, it's not!
No, no, no, Duncan. I keep telling you.
I keep telling you all. Now watch.
Watch this.
Gavin. Mary.
You bend the back low on the table,
your hand flat.
If they see you,
don't say one word.
Where's Evalina?
Is she in her room?
No.
I sent her over the road to get hamburger
buns. She wasn't too pleased.
Well, if I've got to pick up that damn
projector, I might as well do it now.
Any chance of a lift?
No. I'm just dropping him and then
I'm going straight back into town.
No goodbyes, Father Curren.
Off you go. And take care of yourself.
Thank you for the ride,
Mrs. Woods.
Wendy!
- Don't forget to pick up the projector.
- The what?
- The projector.
- Oh, my God.
Thank God you reminded me.
I'd completely forgotten.
I'll see you soon, eh?
The military, the police...
Yes, of course I take risks. All the time.
But that is only unusual if you
think we're a land at peace.
You see, in a war, people take
great risks as a part of life.
Well... we're at war.
Hey, you want a ride?
Oh, thank you, sir.
But how far are you going?
- Near King William's Town.
- Thanks very much.
This side of King William's
Town is fine.
I'll go as far as you're going.
Oh, don't mind him.
He just makes a lot of noise.
He doesn't do nothing.
9.25 PM. MASERU,
360 MILES
I tell you, Father, it's very hard
to see you in those dark clothes.
I couldn't tell what
you are at first.
Yeah, well, maybe I should
stand under a light next time.
Maybe you could let
me off in Stutterheim.
Yes, sir, as long as you ride with
me through King William's Town.
Those white kids will
be drunk tonight.
Maybe they give me trouble,
but with a white Father... Certainly, when
it is not New Year's Eve, it's a fine town.
I've met some good people
from King William's Town.
Yes... so have I.
The findings of the
court are as follows.
One, that the deceased,
Bantu Stephen Biko,...
...a black man, aged 30,
died on September 12th,
and the cause of death was brain
injury which led to renal failure.
Two, that on the
available evidence,
the death cannot be attributed
to any act or omission
amounting to a criminal offence
on the part of any person.
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho...
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
Hey, hey! I'm a priest!
Get away from this truck. Get off!
Get off, you stupid bastard,
or I'll break your goddamn neck!
I suppose I'll have to say some
penance for that outburst.
Oh, yes, sir,
you're going to.
But you got me through
King William's Town,...
...so I think God
must be with us.
One minute to go, so...
Oh, look at the
red balloons!
Mind the bubbles, Evalina.
Mum, can Daddy come down
and sit in the other room?
No, no, he can't. He's upstairs asleep,
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