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The Hurricane Page #5
Why don't you take a shower, get you
a decent cell with a bed and some food?
You'll feel
a lot better.
At what price do I, uh,
take this shower?
What do you mean?
What do I put on after I take this
shower that's gonna make me feel so good?
What everyone else puts on.
That's the rules.
Yeah, well, you can just take me
on back down to the hole.
You could die down there.
I could die up here too.
Look, what if I got you a pair of
pajamas from the prison hospital?
Far as I'm concerned, you'd be
wearing prison-issued clothing.
They got stripes?
No stripes.
What 'bout numbers?
No numbers.
What color are they?
They're white.
Okay. I can live
with those.
Thank you, Mr. Carter.
You're welcome,
Mr. Williams.
Shower's all yours.
Thank you.
It came to me as
kind of a revelation...
that my own freedom
lay in not wanting...
If punishment consisted
then by simply choosing
I deprived them
of that weapon.
I would not work in their shops. I would
not eat their food. I began to study.
piece by piece,
beginning with my initial arrest
through the trial itself...
and finally,
to the awful verdict.
I didn't get a trial...
free from constitutional error
and racial prejudice.
He knows that.
You know it!
That's not helpin' me
in here, Myron.
Look. Look!
I'm innocent.
That's why.
Seven years! You're goddamn
right it's seven years!
Just get me outta here.
I want a new trial. Okay?
The people united
will never be defeated.
The people united
will never be defeated.
The people united
will never be defeated.
The people united-
It shows that
there's still hope.
There is hope for change
in America.
I believe in law and order,
and I believe that everybody
have a right to another trial.
Here comes the story
of the Hurricane
The man the authorities
came to blame
For something
that he never done
Miss Ellen Burstyn.
Put in a prison cell
But one time
He could have been
the champion of the world
They ain't givin' up. They said
they're gonna demonstrate again.
Muhammad Ali and Ellen Burstyn
and Bob Dylan, everybody.
That's good, Mae.
Everybody.
Look, Mae, uh,
we've already lost
two trials,
and now they've turned down
my request for an appeal.
I'm sorry, it, uh-
It's over.
It's finished.
And I'm gonna die in here,
Mae, so-
Baby, listen.
There is still a chance.
Now, all we have to do is
hang on. Listen to me, now.
There's nothin'
to hang on to, Mae.
I want you to divorce me.
Understand?
And I don't want you
to come back down here.
No. Now, you listen to me. Mae,
now, baby, don't- Don't make this-
There are still things
that we can do.
I am not gonna be a weight
hangin' around your neck.
neck. You're a weight around mine.
Now, I can't do all the years
I gotta do in here...
knowin' they can take your beautiful
face away from me anytime they want to.
You understand?
Rubin.
I ain't walkin'
away from you.
I'm dead.
Rubin.
Just bury me, please.
Rubin?
Rubin?
Rubin, we're...
- we're in this together
now. We just gotta hang on.
Guard.
Rubin.
Rubin.
We just gotta hang on.
We just gotta hang on.
I will bend time
to my own clock.
When the prison is awake,
I will sleep.
When they sleep,
I will wake.
I will live neither
in their cell...
nor in my own heart,
only in my mind...
and my spirit.
"Once I reached my hand out
for help,
"it came down
and then withered...
into dust leaving nothing.
"Now I wait for nothin'.
I need nothin '.
"Not tomorrow.
Not freedom. Not justice.
"In the end,
the prison will vanish,
"and there'll be no more Rubin,
"no more Carter,
"only the Hurricane.
And after him,
there is no more. "
Man, what we gonna do?
Man, what we gonna do?
- 'Bout what?
- About the Hurricane, that's what.
Well, there's not much
we can do, Lesra.
But the man's innocent, yet he's been
in jail 15, 16 years. That's not right.
I know that's
what his book says.
- Two juries found him guilty, Les.
- Yeah, two white juries.
Hey, hey, not all
white people are racists.
And not all black people
are murderers.
Look, I just wanna write him a letter and
tell him how much his book meant to me.
That's all.
I know you told me
Such a long time ago
Dear...
Mr. Hurricane-
That you want me
No. That's really stupid.
You don't love me no more
I wanna know
- What's that?
- It's ten dollars, U.S.
some money for stamps,
if you want him
to write you back.
Yeah. Yeah.
Write me back.
That's cool.
Thanks, Lisa.
No problem.
Dear Mr. Rubin Carter,
I read your book,
and I really felt sad...
about what happened to you.
I want you to know
how much your book meant to me.
It's here!
Hey, he wrote us back!
It's here! It's here!
He wrote us back!
Home of the brave. Land of
the free. He wrote us back.
Can you stand it?
Well, open it already. I
don't know. You think I should?
"Dear Lesra, Please forgive
"but he who bemoans
the lack of opportunity...
"forgets that small doors many
times open up into large rooms.
"It was not only thoughtful,
but insightful on your part.
"Stamps, paper and envelopes...
"were exactly what was needed
to complete this transmission.
"Your letter, feelings,
concerns, desires and warmth...
"literally
jumped off the page at me...
"when reading
your heart felt message.
"It is as if
you heard my thoughts...
"and reached out to share yours with
me at a moment when I can hear you.
"So, thank you once again.
"Forever...
"your friend and brother,
Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter. "
Wow.
You got your answer.
Yeah.
Dear Rubin,
I've been thinking about my life
compared to yours.
I come from Bush wick
in Brooklyn.
My parents are alcoholics,
and my brother's in prison.
I was third in my class,
and I couldn't even read.
I couldn't write you
this letter just a year ago,
but then I met these friends from Canada
when I had a summer job at the EPA.
and they got me out.
Sometimes I feel guilty about my
family 'cause I left 'em behind.
Now that I know you,
I know it isn't right.
I shouldn't cry
about my own feelings,
not if you can do
what you've done.
I've been thinkin 'though, I
would like to come and visit you,
if that will be all right.
Palm down. Right hand.
Keep the line moving.
Put your right hand out, please.
Palm down. Keep the line moving.
Keep the line moving,
please.
Okay, now.
Y'all listen up, now.
Visits for Jones, Taylor,
Harris, Ramos,
Sykes, Carter, Tucei,
line up right here.
Uh, you didn't
call my boy's name.
Hemmings.
Eric Hemmings, 65660.
Hemmings?
Yeah.
Ah, no visit for Hemmings
today. He's in lockup.
Okay, Mac, open it up!
Keep outta the way.
Extend your arms.
Palms. Turn around.
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