The Watsons Go to Birmingham Page #7
- PG
- Year:
- 2013
- 87 min
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Sound like it was over in Smithfield.
I hope the Shores are all right.
The Shores?
Yes, baby.
He's a lawyer.
And the white folks are mad about all the
work he's been doing in the courts...
to get them five colored
children into the white schools.
Is that near our house?
It's not too close.
Don't worry now.
Oh, so much been going on
this year, we've been lucky.
Pray that wherever that explosion
was, though, nobody got hurt.
Okay, Momma, can we please
change the subject?
We don't need to be talking about these
things in front of the children.
Well, you can't protect them from it.
They live in it, too.
That's why it took me so
long to come back down here.
But you're here now.
By 11:
30, there are more than200,000 filling the Mall...
a crowd that is bigger than the
most optimistic forecasts.
This is amazing. Look at all
those people out there.
It's so wonderful to see all of these
young people, I mean, this entire year.
Stand up and demand something
more for themselves.
I am so proud.
I think it's wonderful, too.
I just worry for their safety.
Especially for the
younger children.
I wouldn't want my babies
out there marching.
Now you can't stop young folk once
they get an idea in they head.
Especially when they know
they on the side of right.
I think it's cool Junior,
Sarah and them marched.
I would have gone out there.
Anywhere trouble is, is where
you want to be, Byron.
What about you, Kenny?
You think you would
have wanted to protest?
Mm, mm, all of them people talking about
making the country better for us.
Ah, it just reminds me
how far I have come.
Y'all have no idea how
lucky you all are.
When I was growing
up in the country...
we had to be up in the dark of
morning before the sun come up...
to start plowing the dirt to
plant the crops we was growing.
My Daddy was so poor, we
ain't even had a mule.
I was the mule.
Oh, Momma...
Well, it's true.
Your momma don't know nothing about no hard
work, either, growing up here in Birmingham.
Mm, it was hard in them days.
And now, seeing all the changes everybody's
trying to make so that we can all live better.
Mm, it's a beautiful thing.
Sands with a plow on her back.
And I'll I could think was, if this woman
was so strong, what's wrong with me?
Instead of feeling proud,
I just felt scared.
You're not going to Sunday School?
I'm going to church with Momma
instead of Sunday School.
I'mma walk Joey over there and come
back and change before church.
Oh, so you a big boy now.
I don't know what a
shoulder shrug means.
I guess so.
Come here.
I know y'all getting
ready to leave.
I want you to know I'm really
gonna miss you, Kenny.
I have enjoyed our visit.
Maybe next time, I'll come visit
you, up there in Michigan.
Grandma, what was it that you said was
in the water at Collier's Landing?
What, the whirlpool?
Yeah.
Oh, yes, the whirlpool.
You gotta stay away from that.
I'm all set, Grandma Sands.
Well, not quite.
I got you a little something for
your special day at our church.
Heels?
I love them!
Thank you, Grandma Sands!
Oh, you're welcome, sweetie!
I never understood why girls
got so excited over shoes.
But I had to admit, those
heels made Joey shine.
Let's see.
Oh, you look good, Joey.
All right now, but come here,
let me fix that slip, it's hanging.
All right, okay! Y'all better
get going so you won't be late.
I'd like some sugar!
- Go!
- Bye!
Bye!
- Hey, Joey!
- Huh?
You look really pretty.
And I'm sure you're gonna do good in the
choir helping with the service today.
Thanks, Kenny.
As Joey caught up
with her friends...
I couldn't help but think
that the three of them...
made up the red, white and
blue of the American flag.
Can you last one more night?
Just one more.
Can you believe I'm ready
to get back to Flint, too?
Really?
Why do you think I left
here in the first place?
I couldn't take that "colored water
fountain, back-of-the-bus way of living".
I didn't want my children
to grow up like that.
What about Grandma?
She didn't want to leave.
She's always said, this is her home
and no one is gonna drive her out.
She's... stronger
than I am, I guess.
I don't like it here, either.
But you had fun with Grandma Sands
and Joetta made some good friends.
- Hey, hey!
- Dad?
Daniel, what are you doing here?
I didn't think you'd be
back until tonight.
I missed you guys,
so I left early...
put the pedal to the metal and
got here as soon as I could.
Great, so, can we leave tonight?
Tonight? After 15 hours straight?
I need some rest first.
Okay, can we leave
tomorrow morning?
You are really ready
to go home, huh?
I think we all miss our
little igloo back home.
Not you, too.
Even me.
Now that Dad was back,
everything felt right.
I was actually looking forward
to Joey's church service.
Kenny, you all right? Where's
your brother, where's Byron?
What? That sounded close!
Wilona! Robert! The baby!
Oh, no, no, no. You stay here with
your brother. You watch Kenny.
By? By! By!
By, where are you?
By, what happened?
Someone called and said
somebody bombed Joey's church!
By! By, wait!
By!
Joey!
Kenny! Where'd you go!
How'd you get back here so fast?
Where are Mom and Dad?
Joey?
You look so beautiful.
So beautiful.
What? Where's Momma and Daddy?
Such a beautiful angel.
I'm no angel... I'm a girl.
What's wrong with you, Kenny?
Beautiful girl, angel.
I knew you would be.
Kenny, please, stop playing!
We need to do something!
I'm sorry, Joey...
I just couldn't.
It almost got me.
It got you, too!
Stop acting crazy!
We have to go find everyone!
They may be looking for us!
I can't go back out there.
It might get me.
What, Kenny?
What might get you?
The Wooh Pooh.
The Wooh Pooh?
What are you talking about?
It was there, I saw it,
as big as the sky.
It was an explosion, no Wooh Pooh!
I'm sorry, Joey. I just...
I just couldn't do it.
Kenny, you're scaring me.
You and I both know that
bomb went off at the church.
Mommy and Daddy are
probably looking for us.
We have to go find them. Now!
It was the Wooh Pooh.
I told you he was real.
- Joey!
- Joey!
Joetta, are you all right?
I'm fine, but I think something
is wrong with Kenny.
After the church bombing, we couldn't
get out of Birmingham fast enough.
Grandma Sands and Mr. Robert
refused to come with us.
They said Birmingham was their home.
It was an issue of principle, they said.
Grandma Sands called a couple of times and
said the police didn't know who did it.
But everyone else had an idea
about who was responsible.
That bomb killed
four little girls...
blinded a couple more and sent a bunch
of other people to the hospital.
I couldn't stop wondering about that little
girl who's shoes I saw in the rubble.
I sure hope Kenny knows
how proud we are of him.
He's such a good boy,
and I love him so much.
He is such a brave boy.
Hey, check this out, Jack.
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