The Hurricane Page #3
You gon' call me
tomorrow?
I'm gon' call you tonight.
You can't call me tonight.
I'll call you tomorrow
then.
Shh!
That your father? No. My father's asleep.
Your name
Rubin Carter?
Yeah.
You're coming with us. For what?
You heard the man.
What'd you think,
we weren't gonna find you?
You still owe me time.
104, meet Vice officers
at Glory Park.
All right, get out.
This way now.
Okay.
From that moment on,
I decided to take control
of my life.
I made up my mind
to turn my body...
into a weapon.
I would be
a warrior-scholar.
I boxed.
I went to school.
I began reading-
W.E.B. Du Bois, Richard Wright.
Move, tier one!
So I gave up
all the worthless luxury...
that most inmates crave.
The girlie books, fags,
cigarettes, the movies-
I hated them.
In fact,
I hated everyone.
I didn't even speak English.
I spoke hate.
And its verbs were fists.
I made up my mind...
to turn my body
into a weapon...
that would eventually
set me free...
or kill anyone who sought
to keep me in prison.
On September 21, 1961,
I was released,
and I vowed upon
everything holy...
never to come back
to prison again.
I had spent almost
half my time on this Earth...
in jail.
Hey, come on, Lesra. Time
to get up. Breakfast, buddy.
Yeah. All right.
I'm up. I'm up.
Did you get any sleep?
Your light's been on all night.
I can't stop reading.
This book's
about my life.
Jeez, Lisa, you gotta smoke
for breakfast?
Whew.
Do you know
when we met in Brooklyn?
Yeah.
Why'd you take me home?
You know,
you met my folks, man,
you brought me up here, you
did all this stuff for me.
Yeah?
No, I mean why?
Why'd you
do all that?
'Cause you were smart
and funny.
And short.
We figured
it'd be good for you...
with some tall white people.
Yeah, absolutely.
What, did you do it
'cause I'm black?
You thought I couldn't
do it myself?
'Cause Rubin,
Rubin did it all himself,
you know.
Hey, Les, we didn't
feel sorry for you.
We met you, got to know you and realized
you could accomplish some things...
and, like a lot of us,
you could use some help.
I'm sure that Hurricane Carter
had some help along the way.
None of us does it alone. Hey.
As far as doing it for yourself goes,
nobody can learn anything for you.
Trust me.
Everything you're doing now,
you're doing for yourself.
I'll get it.
You know, I been thinkin'. Yeah?
About what?
No, no, he's here.
He just-
Think I wanna put up a heavy bag.
You know, like a big punching bag.
Uh, those renovations?
The end of the month.
Any special reason?
- No, man. I just feel like
punchin' somethin', you know.
That's it.
It's set.
Whoo! Whoo!
Oh! Oh!
A little low.
Keep the left down.
Straight out of prison,
I was a fighting machine.
the only thing- was box.
I had tasted my own blood,
and I loved it.
This is
your ringside commentator.
Tonight's fight brings together Rubin...
..."Hurricane" Carter from Paterson,
New Jersey,
and Joey Cooper,
who is currently undefeated.
Yeah!
Way to go, Hurricane!
And the champion, Joey Cooper,
seems to be helpless...
against Rubin Carter,
the challenger.
You got him!
Aah!
Things have taken
a surprising turn...
in this middleweight fight
tonight.
Joey Cooper in big trouble,
Left hooks, right hooks,
uppercuts- Oh!
He did it!
Oh, look at this!
What a disaster
for Cooper!
Carter is punishing him.
He's gonna-
Oh, he is down, folks! He is down for
the count, and he is not getting up!
Five, six, Come on! Get up!
seven, eight, nine
- Get up now! Right now!
You're out!
Unbelievable!
like a hurricane...
and defeats the undefeated
of this middleweight fight!
I don't believe it!
Unbelievable upset tonight!
Have you ever seen anything
like it?
And the crowd
is going wild here...
in Reading, Pennsylvania.
Rubin Carter took this fight right
away from him here this evening.
Mrs. Carter, what do you
think it's going to be like...
being married to such
a ferocious fighter?
It's gon' be a little scary,
but I'll try my best.
Can you believe
that black son of a b*tch?
He thinks
he's champion of the world.
Fighter of the year, my ass.
A low-life criminal.
My mother told me
'Fore she passed away
Said Son, when I'm gone
Don't forget to pray
'Cause there'll be
hard times
What do they expect? Of course
a riot broke out. Hard times
Every time we try to defend
our own neighborhoods,
they send the cops in
to bust us in our heads.
If you feel so strongly about all this,
Hurricane, why aren't you out there...
in stead of sittin' in here
drinkin'?
I'm drinking club soda,
first of all,
and I'm in here because
you asked me to be here.
But you're right. Maybe
I should go down there.
Maybe I should grab my gun, shoot me
half a dozen of them n*gger-hatin' cops.
What you think, Bucky?
I know I can get me about
five of 'em before they get me.
Ed? Huh?
How about you?
You wanna come?
Sh*t. That's off the record, by the way.
Oh, he knows that.
Don't you?
Sure, champ, sure.
You betcha.
Take that, champ!
Get down.
Ohh!
Right here.
Rubin!
Get down! Stay down!
Oh, Lord, what is it?
Let's get outta here!
You all right, T?
Shh, it's okay. It's okay.
Shh.
It's okay.
All right, all right.
You all right?
You know
why they did this.
Shh. All right.
Come on, come on.
I told you it was
off the record.
Nothin' with you is "off the
record. " I don't wanna go into it-
You never talk
to them people.
All right, all right
- Everything you say, they gon'
make up somethin' different.
Why do you say these things? You tryin' to
get us killed? I know what they're doin'-
So what you want me
to do, huh?
You want me to roll over
and just lay dead?
Pride.
It ain't nothin' but pride.
Damn right it's pride. I'm
guilty. Give me my baby.
You will not be able
to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug
in, turn on and drop out.
You will not be able
to lose yourself on skag,
and skip out for beer
during commercials...
because the revolution
will not be televised.
The revolution
will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought
to you by Xerox and ballparks...
without commercial
interruptions.
The revolution will not be right back
after a message about a white tornado,
white lightning
or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove
in your bedroom, the tiger in your tank...
or the giant
in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not
go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight
germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the
driver's seat. Break it up! Break it up!
The revolution will not be
televised- will not be televised-
will not be televised-
will not be televised-
The revolution won't be
no rerun, brothers.
The revolution will be live.
Champion of the world!
Champion of the world!
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