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Thank you.
Thank you.
Rock, shout, shout.
Elijah Rock coming up, Lord. Elijah Rock, shout, shout.
Elijah Rock coming up, Lord. Elijah Rock, shout, shout.
Elijah Rock
coming up, Lord. Elijah Rock, shout, shout.
Sit here next to my friend.
Your voices are in good form tonight.
All right, stop. Hold it right there now.
I may only be the minister here, and your choir director may be out ill
and we may not have the luxury of a piano accompaniment, but I swear there
reason to be hearing all these sour notes.
Sister Carver, was that your fine voice I heard squeaking?
I'm afraid it was, Reverend.
Let's try this one more time again, please. And this time, Mrs. Carver,
sing on key.
And...
Michael, you promised I could watch cartoons until dinner time.
Shut up, Leslie.
But the game just started and that's what we're watching. We'll see what Mom
Dad have to say when they get home.
Full press with that man defense.
In fact, these guys really make it look easy.
Hey, Ruthie, run next door and get Butch. He knows better than to come home
after dark.
Okay, Daddy, but you know he won't listen to me. I'll go with you. I'll bet
he'll listen to his Uncle Bobby.
Uncle Bobby, could you put on your mean face when you tell him? Yeah, I guess.
That banker should have kept his mouth shut.
Some people just never learn.
Puma blocks.
Let's just do it, man.
Time for dinner, bud.
Come on, watch the game.
Hey,
guy. Let's go.
I'll come.
All right.
This is the place.
Let's go.
Ruthie, you want to see my new winter coat?
Mr. Radical Bobby?
All right. Go ahead, but just one look. You know, your dad's got dinner waiting.
could use someone like yourself in the congregation. Seems like today people
feel like they're too busy to worship.
Told the boy here that you take care of the homeless.
And that we do.
I also spoke to the owner of the shelter. He plans to renew your lease. I
you spoke to him politely.
Mr.
and Mrs. Fankers, Federal Agent Romero. Will you please come with me?
What is this world coming to when thugs can just walk into someone's house and
start shooting without reason?
There's always a reason.
What do you mean you haven't found them yet? I know this is hard for you,
Ruthie.
But can you describe the people who came in with the guns?
It happened so fast.
All I can remember is one was black and the other was white. Can you give us any
more details, like how tall were they?
and Ms.
Pankhurst. I'm Detective Hodges, homicide.
I'd like to ask you some questions. I'm sorry, but not now.
Excuse me.
I'm Federal Agent Romero, Detective, and at the moment, this couple is under my
jurisdiction. Well, Agent, there's been a murder in my precinct.
There is so much pain here tonight, it's hard to know where to soothe it. Good
start right there.
All right. Come on now.
Don't open these doors.
What brings you back to D .C.? Strong winds, fair seas, Romero.
Looks like a storm brought you here.
You know anything about this shooting, Hawk?
I know some innocent people got caught in the middle of somebody else's
What do you know about it?
Could be drugs.
Neighborhood gang.
You know that can't be so.
I don't know anything for sure.
A gold net badge must be blinding you, Hodges.
Romero here works with the feds. Witness protection.
Those white people were the target. That Brown family's suffering. That's what
this is about. There's nothing I can do about that.
There's something that I can.
Two gunmen burst into a home and opened fire on a family.
Police say that one 14 -year -old boy has died.
Another 14 -year -old boy... Hey, Kenny.
We didn't put the guy's life out.
Mac is gonna be pretty ticked off.
Where you going?
I'm getting out of this dump.
We're supposed to lay dead for a while.
Mac isn't gonna like that. To hell with McPherson.
Every Sunday morning, I get up in that pulpit and I preach.
Man, do I preach.
Using big, colorful words thrown in a hearty, yes, Lord, here and there. The
amen corner hums, yes. And every single member of that congregation is filled
with the spirit of the Lord.
And then they go home and get the hell shot out of them.
You know this family well. Yes. They are a good family, a God -fearing family.
This is a tragedy that never should have happened. It won't happen to them
again.
Hey,
I hear you're looking for a shooting team. One black, one white. That's the
question. Now tell me the answer.
Most like to work alone. Only two teams I know of like that. One's on the west
coast right now. The other from Chi -town. Party boys. A little crazy. What
the names worth to you?
Depends on whether the names match the location.
A great boy named Ken Whitewood and a brother named Nick Murdock.
You're a long way from home.
How do you know so much about him?
I did a little business with him last time they were in town.
No honor among thieves, huh? Hey, they took me for a...
Grant. You are not here because I love you.
If they're here, I don't know where they're staying.
But I do know they like the atmosphere at the Sagebrush Bar and Grill.
Hey, Hawk, what about some dineros here?
Helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave,
reverend. Should have been a Boy Scout.
Boy Scout.
What would it be, Art? A double.
White wood with a splash of Murdoch.
You want that straight up? On the rock.
Comedy has never been your strong suit.
I don't know their names.
Those may be the two party boys you're looking for over there.
Hey, brother.
It's going down.
Boy's dead.
Who the hell are you supposed to be?
I never spoke.
I am.
Name's Hawk.
What?
I came here to help you write tomorrow's headline.
Either from the city jail or from the mall.
Grrrr!
Didn't I tell you to stay put?
We just went out for a couple of beers.
Right, Nick?
Just in case you didn't figure this out, you missed the target.
We hit the house you gave us. You hit the neighbors.
Tough. And you blew it up by leaving a witness.
And then you get in this ballroom brawl. Now, what in the hell was that about?
Some black guy asking questions.
Big, mean -looking brother.
Said his name was Hawk.
I want both of you to stay out of sight here. Wait for my instructions.
Is this Hawk?
Bodyguard. Muscle.
Last I heard, he was in Boston. But don't worry about it.
I've spent considerable amount of time and money finding Mr. Pankhurst, so I
figure it's all right if I worry.
Because sooner or later, he's going to decide to air my financial laundry in
front of a grand jury.
I want Pankhurst dead, Mr. McPherson.
One more thing.
When they've finished the job...
Get rid of him.
Mm -hmm.
Come here.
I have a little errand for you.
Vaya, Romero.
Man, you scared the hell out of me.
Diga me.
Oh, no, I can't talk to you about this one, Hawk.
Bears aren't interested in the Pankhurst because their taxes are delinquent.
Come on, Hawk. This case is hard enough. I just can't say. Your memory failing
1985. Grand jury witness.
I found it when no one else could.
Due's time, Romero.
Pankhurst is a CPA.
One of the best. He just got his allegiances a little mixed up. Now he's
side. Witness protection program, not exactly a well -oiled machine.
His location got leaked to them, but we've cut it off.
Bill. Hmm?
Guinness. I don't know, Hawk.
That's another level of clearance.
This is a hot one, Hawk. Just steer clear.
Young boy just met his maker and two more waiting in the wings. Time to take
sides, Romero. I can't change what happened to those families.
It's past now.
What about that 16 -year -old girl? The killer's nose saw them.
The Carver family is a police matter now. I'm sorry.
You know,
times are very different now, Reverend Lewis.
Yes, they are.
I remember when we didn't have to lock the doors. The neighbors used to look
for one another.
And now you don't even know who your neighbors are.
Hawk, what are you doing here?
My presence is needed.
After that.
Damn it, Hawk. There has got to be a way to stop all this violence.
Been around since Cain and Abel. The innocent always get caught in between.
Your way works.
People on the street have a place to live, food to eat.
But it is not enough.
You're thinking about making a change.
I refuse to accept the idea that the ishness of a man's present nature makes
morally incapable of reaching for the awkness that forever confronts him.
Martin Luther King.
I often wonder if I might be able to contribute something more to society if
was something other than a minister.
When a man begins the fight in himself, he finds his worth.
Why do you care?
I have no choice.
My, my. It's good to see the department decided to send a bright gold badge when
a plain old patrolman would do. I assume you came here to protect the family.
I'm just here to tell them the two men have been arrested.
By whom?
Seems like everybody.
They're off the street. It's over. Is it?
It's over, Hawk.
They're just going to cause more problems.
The last thing this family needs is more interference. I know the lyric to that
tune, Detective.
Yes, Doctor, they're here.
How's my Uncle Bobby and Butch?
What's the matter, sweetheart?
You ready for them?
Yes. All right.
All right.
Have
a
seat.
A jurisdictional conflict between federal authorities and local police
resulted in a mix -up, caused two men accused of attempted assault to be
released by mistake.
Authorities have released these photos of the suspects.
Two gunmen... Daddy, they're out of jail! Daddy! ...open fire on a family.
Police say that one 14 -year -old boy has died.
Police are looking for these men and warn that they're dangerous and not.
The victim of another shooting died today.
The younger boy, also wounded in that shooting, is still in critical but
condition.
get those mad dogs off the street, then I will.
Violence from you won't solve anything.
You'll just end up behind bars, and what good will that do our family?
What good will it do our family if those kind of murderers are allowed to walk
the street? They could come back and do it again.
Oh, honey, please.
The Bible says, for the battle is not yours, but God's.
But the victory will be ours.
Father and father will want you home.
Yes, sir.
They trust me with you.
Can I go look around now?
Yes. They will be waiting.
I'll take them directly.
But to visit the homeless of the church go well.
I marvel at his curiosity.
But you were his age.
Curiosity surrounded you like a landscape.
I was never his age.
You ask me...
Who chooses the people to suffer?
What did you tell him?
I told him, though they've been displaced, they cannot be forgotten.
There but for the grace of God.
Go high.
Am I my brother's keeper?
Still not an easy question.
Because it has to be answered by many.
I think we're making a big mistake going after this girl. I say we take the deal
the feds offered.
I don't trust them.
Besides, I already called McPherson.
Told him we're going to hit the girl tonight.
McPherson is a lot more dangerous than the feds.
Let's go get the butterfly.
No.
Hey,
stop that guy, Mooney.
Hey, pal, you got some ID? Supreme Court say I don't need ID. It's okay, it's
okay.
So what's the deal, police man? The deal, Hawk, is that this is a police
A police matter.
Who Ms. Bell told this time? I thought you could read minds or something like
that. Something like that. Name's Ken Whitewood, one of the thugs the feds let
escape. But you know that. Now who's reading minds?
Somebody shot him four times small caliber gun probably a throwdown This
isn't your typical hit that might be precisely what they want you to think
Your partner woke up dead this morning.
He did?
Yeah, the word on the street is that the feds let both of you guys out of jail
so they can nail Mr. Big.
Is that right, Murdoch?
Look, all I know is that you hired me to do a job.
Why would I want to make a deal?
And what are you trying to do, set me up or something?
Now, why would I do that?
You going somewhere?
You aren't going to leave town before you take care of that eyewitness, are
When he tried to rob the owner at gunpoint, the gun used by the robber
out to be a toy gun.
Authorities say the man fits the description for three other robberies
over the past... In other news around the region, fire department spokesman
officers were dispatched to an area in Silver Hill to investigate... Oh, yes,
please, come in.
If you have any news about the man who killed my brother, yeah, one of them was
killed last night And what about the other one? We found a 22 caliber handgun
the scene.
It turned out to be the murder weapon The gun is registered to you. Mr. Carver
Mr.
Carver You have the right to remain silent You have the right to an attorney
you cannot afford one the court will appoint a qualified attorney
No, that won't be necessary.
Regulations. Please, my daughter, I don't want her to see. Do you understand
these rights?
Yes, but I didn't kill him. I felt like killing him, but I didn't do it.
Oh, God, please don't take him to jail. He couldn't shoot anyone.
Please. I'm sorry, Mrs. Carver.
I need to talk to you, Reverend.
Sit down.
They arrested my father.
Why?
They found his gun.
And they took him away.
Tell me what happened, Ruthie.
I saw them.
I tried to call for help.
They came to get me.
So I took Daddy's gun out of the china drawer.
I ran out of the house for safety.
But he came after me in the alley.
So I pointed the gun and pulled the trigger.
Does your mother know about this?
No.
Daddy knows.
He told me not to tell anyone.
But I had to tell somebody, and you were the only one I thought of, Reverend,
the only one I could trust.
What do you want, Constable?
A man named Murdock is still on the street.
Tell me something I don't know. I've also just arrested Eddie Carver on
suspicion of murder. His gun killed Whitewood.
Murdock's a dangerous man, Hawk.
Be careful.
Dangerous man.
With all that's happened, it seems like your childhood is just racing on by.
Can't carry all that load on those little shoulders, Ruthie Carver.
People still looking for you. Not safe to be out here all alone.
I was waiting for the Reverend.
I needed to talk to someone.
Your father will survive his ordeal.
He's surrounded by a whole lot of love.
Hawk? Reverend L.
Dig this.
Murdoch is now first baritone in the Federal Opera Company.
And his first recitative will not be in the Barber of Seville, either.
You do have a way with words, Hawk.
He's not talking to the man because he wants a warm bed and three meals a day.
There's something out here that scares him so.
You know who dusted white wood, don't you?
Yes. It wasn't Eddie Carver.
No?
Little girl get hurt out here, all alone.
Not your style, Reverend L.
Oh.
How did you know?
I didn't.
Till now.
I'm all right, baby.
Don't worry.
Look, I'm out now.
Everything's going to be okay. I'm going to take care of you.
Where'd you get the money to make my bill? Oh, well, the church loaned it to
and Reverend Lewis has been a great spiritual support.
How can I ever repay you for your help?
Just come to church more often.
Need to know who the man is.
What man?
This is not a game show question.
We're dealing with people who finance country, army.
These people are more than bankers, Hawk. These people buy and sell power.
We're getting middle management right now.
Excellent preamble. Now get on with it. This case is five years long.
We already nailed two of their lieutenants. We've been after this guy
months. There's a long list of these so -called power brokers, but we can nail
this one right now for murder. If Murdoch sings. I think he will. Hey,
Thugs are a dime a dozen.
We want the bankers. Damn the bankers. I'm fresh out of patients, Romero. That
little program of yours has little regard for innocent people who have been
paying and paying.
Time to stop the names.
Augustus Thorpe.
Muchisimas gracias.
Police know who killed McPherson? They found him in Murdoch's hotel room.
Where's Murdoch now? Under guard in the hospital.
He's due to be moved to the prison hospital today.
He said it.
We're closed.
How you doing?
I'll be out before you get home today.
Roger! Where?
Parking structure!
Let's go, go, go, go!
Today's service will have a wonderful feeling. Yes, it seems a miracle that
Sister Carver's voice could be filled with such life when the last few days
brought such despair.
Carver family's good deeds have prevailed. The Pankhurst family have
out of D .C. and the police have a signed confession that proves that
not murder Whitewood.
Deeds themselves have souls.
And like souls, good deeds live on.
Her lawyers say that there is a good case for self -defense. They have been
blessed with the strength of faith and love.
Love surrounds them like the winds.
Never visible.
The church reinforces this in our character.
It helps us to remember.
Listen to your heartbeat.
There is strength in the church.
That strength does not lie in the bricks and mortar of the structure.
It lies in the souls of men.
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