The Least Among You Page #7
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2009
- 98 min
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-Listen, that's not...
-Sit down!
Where's Roscoe's money, you little punk?
He was my friend, too.
I was trying to do him a favor.
Yeah, well, some big favor.
Listen, I don't have a dime...
That's for you.
Liar! You better come up with that cash
'cause Roscoe's people's
looking for your butt!
Yeah, Negro,
and they kill you quick as that.
I told you, I didn't have anything...
Don't you remember me from JoJo's,
where Roscoe was roughing you up?
Who's this fool?
-Hey, you two, move over there.
-All right.
Move. Come on!
I'm sorry.
I forgive you.
Heavenly Father,
I pray that you help him rise up
out of the spirit of oppression.
Free this man. Free him from every curse.
Free him from the curse
of generational bondage.
Please, Holy Spirit, free my brother.
Free him.
Hey, Georgia boy.
You ain't Roscoe's people.
Girl, you best shut up.
Let's go. Come on.
William.
Thank you, thank you all for coming.
I am sure our debate will begin shortly.
Nick, where's your opponent?
I don't know, Professor.
Mr. Kelly. Mr. Kelly,
showmanship is not a test of ideas.
Nick got his revenge.
And then some.
Hey, that wasn't me.
He just tried to make peace with somebody
who didn't want any.
Richard Kelly's term paper
asks the question,
"Are we any wiser than
they were 2,000 years ago?"
Hey, buddy, you okay?
Bill, don't look at James.
You decide.
-All right, sit down.
-This is too much.
Sit down.
I won't have this ridiculous display. Just...
Yeah, I know. This again?
I'm hoping you reconsider.
There's only two days
before the board meeting.
and my ghetto ways,
but you're good people and our hearts
are guided by the same spirit.
We're all called to act on our faith,
not our fear.
On what we believe over what we know.
And seeing these friends
and opponents stand up,
I truly believe that.
Now more than ever.
All right, all right.
That's enough, that's enough.
Gentlemen, all right, you made your point,
you had your fun.
All right, anyone from my class who
participates in this is going to receive an F.
Remember your careers.
Where you going?
I'm leaving.
I wiII caII that judge.
You couId go to prison.
Janitor, gardener... You the trashman, too?
The Lord has entrusted me
with the care of this pIace,
and I'm not gonna Iet anybody
defiIe it whiIe I'm here.
As always, we are honored to have
for our annual meeting,
chaired by Mr. Brian Thomas.
What you looking at?
You're not going anywhere.
Kate said to get there at 1 1 :00 so Beckett
wouldn't have time to call the police.
Police, Samuel?
I don't like this tricky business.
I know.
Then do something.
I told you both
not to mess with these people.
You also said I had a calling on my life.
But not like this.
Look at that gorgeous face.
Bessie, I know you're trying
to look out for me,
but I have to do this.
Let him go.
Thank you, Mr. Perkins.
That would be all for new business.
Yeah.
So, this new media center, is that for us to
hang out and watch movies and stuff or...
Fired and evicted.
We'll find another place, another job.
What kind of talk is that?
I'm not sorry for anything that I have said
or anything that I have done.
I want my life to be more than
just mopping floors.
Yeah, and I don't want my life
to be just not drinking.
I want to leave something behind.
I want something I've said
to make a difference.
I want to leave some footprints
in the garden.
Samuel,
to me, you are the garden.
That'll end our annual board meeting.
If Dr. Margetson could lead us in prayer?
One last piece of business, sir.
I would like to formally submit
a recruitment and hiring amendment,
complete with signatures
of faculty and staff.
This letter reinstates Samuel for life,
both his job and his apartment.
You drop all of this and it's yours.
For life?
For life.
I've been entrusted with something.
So unnecessary.
Way to go, hoss.
And the seas parted.
Now, we just have to get to the other side.
I don't know if I did the right thing.
I do.
What about you?
Police!
Can't they wait?
Come in.
What?
What's going on?
Sorry.
Look, I got Kimmy to show me where
Beckett keeps his personal papers.
You mean you just
found this laying around?
Yeah, pretty much.
It was in the desk, so I had to just...
The letter Beckett tried to bribe me with.
Now what?
Alan, you're going to have
to take a leave of absence.
Brian, I have loyally served this
institution for 25 years.
A bribe letter?
Threatening Kelly's probation?
I wasn't going through with it.
You need to think about
what you've done here.
Stansfield, you challenged me
on the leadership of the school.
Yeah, I've had sleepless nights
about that, too.
But in the end, it was Richard Kelly
who was asking all the right questions.
He was always arguing on behalf of faith,
which your learned professors
regard as some irrelevant,
sentimental emotion.
That's the leadership I care about.
We can fix that.
Sorry, not my kind of investment.
Mr. Kelly, I called that judge,
I vouched for you.
I'd like you to come work for me. My card.
Thank you, sir.
Give me a call. Good day.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Dr. Beckett, you were half right.
I am not the one that prunes the garden,
but neither are you.
Then who is?
He's the one, sir,
who holds your breath in his hands.
Yeah.
Mom said it was the first time she was
ever glad not to know what was going on.
And old Tremaine giving you
a better job than before.
-There you go.
-Yeah.
-You know what Kate said?
-What?
There's gonna be 20 or more
black students here next semester
and some professors.
Then we'll have to move.
I ain't gonna go through that no more.
-Go ahead.
-Yeah.
But I am staying.
-Another semester?
-All of it.
Well, what about that offer?
You're free to choose, you know.
Samuel,
-when I took my own walk in that garden...
-Yeah?
...I saw your footprints
and then I saw someone else's.
And all those dreams I was holding on to,
they just fell through my fingers like mist
and I saw that treasure.
All right, Georgia boy.
Now that's what I'm talking about.
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