Rosewood Page #8
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- Year:
- 1997
- 140 min
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I ain't got no bullets.
Share!
Hey, y'all be quiet!
Y'all be quiet.
Want them crackers
to hear you?
Bring the train to the old road
near Kelly's pond.
Get there, listen
for the engine whistle.
That's on the other side
of Sumner, Mr. Wright.
How we gonna do that?
You're askin' us
to take these children...
through all
them crackers?
Can't stop near Rosewood.
It's Kelly's pond or nowhere.
No men on the train.
That's the plan.
How we know we can
trust you, Mr. Wright?
Got no choice.
In the trenches now.
That's three hours.
Get these folks there.
I'll bring the train.
If you're lying,
I'm comin' for ya.
Soldier, if I'm lying,
you're dead.
Yes, sir.
We agreed
about the men?
Yes, sir.
That includes you.
Johnny, we just went through
there this morning.
It ain't nothin'
but ashes and smoke.
Town's in purgatory.
Billy, it's a real simple thing,
we do it right.
They got boys
on all the bridges,
all the main roads
lookin' for colored men.
We go in at night,
round back to Sumner,
pick up the women
and children,
sweep them off
to Gainesville.
He's talkin' about Sumner!
That's where the whole
damn thing started!
You're askin' us to risk
our engine, Johnny!
Who are you
Bryce brothers,
a couple of rich boys
playin' on your train?
To hell with you.
You boys puffin'
around the countryside...
wavin' and tootin'
your whistle?
To hell with you!
These are real folks dyin',
women and children ain't
done nothin' wrong to no soul.
That ain't fair,
Johnny!
Don't talk to me
about fair, Billy!
They shot Sarah Carrier down
like a dog on her own porch!
I ain't asking you
to risk your train!
I'm asking you to risk
your asses!
Think they gonna let the women
and children through?
I don't know.
Wait, wait.
Stay here.
Damn.
Let's go.
We gotta move.
How far out are we?
About 40 minutes.
Can't we move
this thing any faster?
Push that throttle, J.B.
Don't you be telling us
how to run our train, Johnny.
We gotta take it easy on her.
She ain't been acting right.
Oh, she ain't?
You boys been treating this
train like a little sister...
since I known you.
Get her moving.
She can't handle it!
Get this
son of a b*tch moving.
J.B., give her a little.
Feel better?
Yeah.
I feel better.
I'm tired.
I don't feel like going.
Hush up.
Hush up, be quiet.
That truck coming, boys.
Watch out, now.
Watch yourself.
Get on up.
Come on.
Wait, wait.
Might as well
come look.
Make room
for my boy here.
Why you cryin', boy?
There's babies in there.
A n*gger is a n*gger, boy.
None of us like it.
God made the world
the way it is,
and we just got
to live in it.
You get as old as I am,
you become a man...
you're gonna learn
a lot of things.
A n*gger is a n*gger, boy.
That's the way.
You understand me,
Emmett?
You understand me?
She's overheating!
Damn it!
Damn it, I told you!
We're stopping,
we're stopping!
We can't stop.
No, no.
Don't you get it?
Don't you get it?
We are stopped!
We can't go anywhere!
It's your fault!
Your fault!
Goddamn
counterbalance pin!
Damn it!
J.B., leave him alone.
You gotta check the engine.
Don't you heathens
touch my porch.
Step aside.
We hear you're hiding n*ggers
in here.
Turn around, Earl, before I
send us both to damnation.
Jesus Christ, Mary.
That damn thing
ain't loaded anyway.
Oh, yes, it is.
You got any n*ggers
in there, Mary?
Willing to kill a white woman
to find out, Bobby?
Now turn around
and get home.
Get on, get!
Come on, Earl.
Ain't no n*ggers around here.
Come on, y'all.
Come on, now.
You men best hope the Lord feels
merciful come Judgment Day.
Hush.
Everybody
front and center.
Lieutenant.
Where's Arnett?
He gone.
Where's Minnie?
Stay put.
What y'all boys need to get
this engine running again?
Somethin' we ain't got.
Counterbalance pin.
What is
a counterbalance pin?
Oh, it ain't nothin'.
Piece of metal
about this long.
Be quiet.
Minnie, be quiet.
All right, y'all men, listen up.
Let's call it a night.
Bobby, Earl, give me a hand.
Get these men out of here.
Y'all go home.
Get these men out of here.
Go on.
No more camping out in my town!
You hear me?
Hush, y'all, hush!
All right,
I see you in there.
What you up to, Duke?
What do you see?
Hold still, now. Right up
against that tree, y'all.
Go get him.
Minnie.
Minnie's back.
Where you been?
What...
He gonna get killed
looking for you.
Show you
to rape my wife.
Put him up!
Simmer down, y'all!
I had a nice quiet town here,
but you put an end to that,
didn't you, boy?
Wasn't no colored boy...
had nothin do to with
what happened there.
Shut up.
Shut up, Jesse.
That ain't my name.
Clear a path.
Get back, get back.
Run the n*gger up.
Ha, damn you!
Come on,
you stupid horse!
Just shoot
the damn horse.
Booker T., go!
Goddamn.
That is one strong buck.
Why won't he die?
His neck ain't that thick.
Oh, he'll die,
only he probably didn't have
nothing to do with it.
Well, truth be told,
none of 'em did.
What the hell
does that mean, Ellis?
It means, James,
that you know
as well as I do...
what Fanny'd been
doing lunch times.
Some of y'all know
better than others!
That's right.
Should have never
listened to her.
That woman's
a wildcat.
Booker T.!
Shoot him!
Sorry I had to say it
that way, James,
but this thing's gone
far enough.
Fanny lied...
to you, to me,
the whole damn town.
Deep down, I don't think
I believed her from the start.
If that's how you feel,
why'd you take her word
for this, Ellis?
What choice I got, huh?
I am the sheriff.
Damn.
My badge.
What's gonna
keep it in place?
Prayer.
Move it!
Come on, move!
Get on board, get on board,
get on board.
Get 'em on,
get 'em on!
Come on, move.
Get on, get on!
Come on. We ain't gonna sit
on the track all night.
Move!
Get them on!
Quickly!
Let's go!
Let's go. Let's get the hell
out of here.
You can't come on!
You can't come on!
Let me on this train!
I said get down!
If they find men on this train,
they'll kill everyone!
Get off!
Please!
Stop the train!
Get back.
If they find men on this train,
they'll kill all
the women and children!
You can't come on here!
No!
Get down,
get down!
What the hell you doing?
This is a war!
We're in the trenches!
Jesus Christ!
Come on, girl.
Child, stay down.
Stay down.
Y'all can get up now.
You can't go, Mann.
You just can't.
Don't leave us, Mann.
Please don't leave us.
Hush now.
Y'all gonna be safe.
Scrappie in charge
from here on in.
Arnett, you're a lieutenant.
You help her out.
Take these
children inside.
Y'all gonna be all right.
That's Booker T.!
Mr. Mann, who is that
riding your horse?
It's Sylvester.
Uncle Sylvester made it.
All right! He made it.
Sylvester,
how you doing?
Uncle Sylvester's alive.
I ain't got all night, Mann.
Gertie, y'all get
to Cousin Wilma in Gainesville.
Come on.
I'll be waiting for you
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