Mississippi Burning Page #8

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Huh?! Did ya?!

Make no mistake about it, Deputy.

I'll cut your f***in' head off and not give

a sh*t how it reads in the report sheet.

(door closes)

One more bite. One more bite.

One more bite, darlin'. One more bite.

(baby crying)

- Sh*t, Lester! What the f*** is goin' on?!

- Shut up!

Get in the bedroom and lock the door!

And stay away from the windows!

Sh*t.

Please. Please! I didn't say a thing!

I swear! It's a setup! I didn't say nothin'!

I didn't say nothin'!

Nothin'! I didn't say nothin'!

I didn't say nothin'!

I didn't say nothin'!

(coughing)

(gunshots)

You're lucky we've been

watchin' your ass, Lester.

If you go on the record, Mr Cowens,

we'll give you protection. If not...

If not, they're gonna kill you anyway.

Oh. You need a toilet, Lester.

We really had him goin', huh?

We'll take care of the check, Mr Swilley.

Well, I suppose I'll... be back for supper.

Button up, Wesley.

Why did he do it?

He wasn't even in on it. Wasn't even Klan.

Mr Bird, he was guilty.

Anyone's guilty who watches this happen

and pretends it isn't.

No. He was guilty all right.

Just as guilty as the fanatics

who pulled the trigger.

Maybe we all are.

Hello!

Yeah.

I just missed you at the hospital.

They said you'd gone home.

What's left of it.

- I'm real sorry.

- So am l.

- What are you gonna do?

- I don't know.

- Where will you go?

- I'm not goin' anywhere. I'm stayin'.

This is my home. Born here.

Probably die here.

If I wanted to leave,

I would've done it a long time ago.

Things'll work out.

There's enough good people around here

know what I did was right.

And enough ladies

like the way I fix their hair.

Hey.

If you're ever in Des Moines,...

..don't send me a postcard.

OK.

#We cannot see

#In the future

#No, no, no, no, no

#And it's hard

#To smile

#Through trials

#No, we cannot see

#Every pitfall

#But we must walk on

#By faith

#Each day

#Oh, Lord

#Whoa, on Monday

#Walk on

#And on Tuesday

#Walk on

- ' Whoa, let Jesus

- ' Let Jesus be

- ' Let him be your

- ' Your guide

#Whoo-oo-oo

#He's able

#He could carry your load

#And he could see way down the road

#Walk on

(singing continues)

You wanna drive, Rupert?

Yeah.

#On Monday

#Walk on

- ' And on Tuesday

- ' Walk on

#Let Jesus be

- ' Let him be your

- ' Your guide

- ' He's able

- ' To carry your load

#To carry your load

#And he can see way down the road

#Walk on...

(' "Walk on by Faith"

by Lannie Spann McBride)

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