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♪ Hmmm ♪

♪ Hmmm ♪

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♪ Whoahh ♪

♪ Ohohhum ♪

♪ Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm ♪

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♪ little bitty pretty one ♪

♪ come on and talk to me ♪

♪ lovey dovey lovey one ♪

♪ come sit down on my knee ♪

♪ ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ tell you a story ♪

♪ it happened long time ago ♪

♪ my little bitty pretty one ♪

♪ I been a-watchin' you grow ♪

[Honk honk]

Oh, Maggie's here!

Oh, my gosh.

Hi!

Mags!

Guess who got Joe Don Holly's pin

over spring break in Florida?

Who?

Maggie, play the game!

Who?

Me!

Ah! Ah!

How was your spring break?

Great!

Maggie!

Long time no see.

I cleaned your room.

You're kidding!

That's great!

Know what he said then?

"Baby, it get even bigger when you blow it up."

Ha ha ha ha!

Did I miss something funny?

No, honey.

Nothing you ought to hear.

Come on over here and give me a hug.

Mmm.

Mmm! You smell good, keefi.

That's not the coffee.

My boy give it to me Sunday easter.

It's glory-o-the-snow.

Smell that.

That's heaven!

That's like nothing I ever smelled before.

Honey, it's a head-Turner.

Little bit of heaven

with some smiling old devil girl for spice.

Glory-o-the-snow.

Honey, the snows is pretty blue flowers.

They is early bloomers...

Like you, Maggie.

Aw!

I missed you, keefi.

Ahem.

You too, Clarice.

You just missed

my fried catfish and my hushpuppies.

Now, that's what you missed.

You run along, girl.

Me and Clarice got a world to put in order.

Glory-o-the-snow.

That's good!

♪ Hold me close, hold me tight ♪

♪ make me thrill... ♪

Oh, Maggie!

I'm having a visit from my friend.

Be sweet to me, ok?

Come here.

♪ I want you, I need you, I love you... ♪

Come on.

Hey, y'all!

What do you think?

My sweater!

I got 3 for my birthday.

I can't decide which is my color.

What are the other colors?

Periwinkle blue--

a lovely peachy coral.

They're all cashmere.

Black is just sort of you, m.A.

I think so. It's sophisticated.

Come on, Jean.

T.t.f.n!

Ta ta for now!

I'm going to get a coke.

You want a coke?

I don't think so.

Oh, no!

Prepare yourself, Maggie.

Here she is with her all-new look for 1957...

Miss Kim novak!

[Whistle]

I've just got this mad thing for Mr. Elvis Aron Presley.

Do you think I'll ever find anyone

who can help me with my thing?

♪ ...time we're apart ♪

♪ I want you... ♪

I am so glad to see you.

Don't you hate these long breaks?

I came in early.

What with mama and daddy bugging me

about watching my ps and qs,

I was bored out of my mind.

I don't even know what ps and qs are.

Come watch! You asked for it is about to begin.

I can't. I got plans.

Tell me something I don't already know.

Delia, do you ever get the feeling

you're really ready for something,

but you don't know what it is?

I am so ready.

Good heavens, darling. Ready for what?

I don't know. Something.

Anything.

Well, I think some evil character,

some black knight upon his black steed,

has cast a warm, cozy, magical spell on you.

Now.

Now.

Hey, Maggie!

Well, if it isn't our notorious gdi.

Hey, aiken.

For a minute I thought, "is Maggie praying?"

Maybe I was, sort of.

Is that Delia?

Hey!

I didn't know you were still friends.

Don't be such a stranger!

Close your eyes again, Maggie.

Maybe you'll see a sign.

Hell, maybe your prayers will come true.

I wasn't praying, really. I was only kidding.

Life's too short not to try everything once.

Close your eyes.

Trust me.

You'll see a sign.

I knew it! A sign!

Whoo!

You're crazy, aiken Reed!

Nope. Not yet.

Still looking forward to that.

Bye.

You know, I'd watch out for that one if I were you.

Never trust a goddamn independent.

That's right.

Tell you what...

Tuck invited me

to go to Phoenix city with him tonight.

Come go. No one need be the wiser.

I don't know. I got an 8:00 class in the morning.

Well, so? Come on, Maggie.

It's our last night to howl.

And tonight, I feel hot.

Besides, tuck says at ma beechie's there's this woman

who can pick up a Dixie cup with her you-know-what.

All right!

Let's have a big round of applause

for miss cherry delight and all the girls.

Boys, give it up!

More! More! More!

Maggie, darling.

The monster has risen.

Oh.

You ok, mags?

She just gets Scarlet letters across her chest

when Mr. Emotion has his way with her.

♪ Oh, the night time ♪

♪ is the right time ♪

♪ to be with the one you love ♪

♪ I said the night time ♪

I want to dance.

♪ Is the right time ♪

♪ to be with the one you love ♪

♪ you know, the night time is the right time ♪

♪ to be with the one you love ♪

Woo hoo!

♪ Baby ♪

♪ take my hand ♪

♪ baby ♪

♪ understand ♪

♪ oh, that the night time is the right time ♪

♪ to be with the one you love ♪

♪ well, the night time is the right time ♪

♪ to be with the one you love ♪

She's waiting for you. She's all yours.

Do it, virg!

Come on, virg!

Do it, virg!

It's time to take some action.

Just stay here.

She's waiting for you, virg!

She's calling your name, virg!

She's all yours, virg, come on!

Get him out of there, virg!

Yeah, virg.

Mind if I cut in?

Hey, you son of a bitch!

Hey, Maggie!

Oh!

Come on!

♪ ...'cause the night time is the right time... ♪

Come on, man!

[Whistle]

Hey, ma's calling the mps!

Ma called the mps!

You want to spend 30 days in the stockade?

You got 3 minutes, soldier! Move out!

Let's go! Let's move!

Let's go! Come on!

Please get US out of here.

My car's out back.

Come on!

Tuck, do something.

Pardon the etiquette.

Oh, you!

Let's go!

I'm going!

[Siren]

It's the yellow one right there.

Get in!

Oh!

Hey!

[Honk]

Y'all go to Randolph?

Yes. This is Delia June curry,

and i'm Margaret deloach.

I don't believe we've officially met,

but i'm Charles Payton Tucker--tuck.

Pleased to meet you, tuck.

Hoyt Cunningham.

You are nothing but a hero.

I thought they were going to kill me.

I never thought that boy--

yes, you did.

That boy just asked me to dance.

I watched you all night.

You're lucky tuck isn't dead.

I would like to thank you for your kind assistance.

Think nothing of it, tuck.

What in god's name

were you doing in that place?

I don't think that's any of your business.

You haven't got any spirit for adventure.

You've got a real spirit for adventure,

don't you, hoyt?

You're not from around here.

Matter of fact, I am.

Greenville, Mississippi.

Greenville?

That's where Maggie's boyfriend comes from.

My boyfriend's name is boots claibourne.

I coached that little shit

in pop Warner football.

How is he?

He's perfectly charming.

He's Maggie's fiance.

Yeah. She's pinned to old boots.

Gonna marry that pretty boy,

aren't you, mags?

You going to marry boots?

That's for US to know and you to find out.

You hungry?

No, not really.

I'm getting some coffee. You coming?

I am definitely not eating here.

See you later.

Well, all right, but I am not eating.

Oh!

So what were you doing at ma's?

Working.

Let me guess.

Woman's lingerie salesman

working ma's strip joint, right?

Close.

I'm a photographer for the ap.

I'm covering racial trouble at fort benning.

Maggie wrote on the negro situation for the school paper

about that girl who tried to register for classes at 'bama.

Autherine Lucy.

Wasn't much of a piece.

There's talk of integration at Randolph.

What do you make of that?

There will be no negroes at Randolph in our time.

Well, that's good to know.

We don't have to worry about that Montgomery boycott.

Are you talking about that preacher--what's his name?

Martin Luther King.

They don't do anything but sing and not ride the buses.

Is that what you really think?

That's what my daddy thinks.

He says they'll get tired and go home.

Your daddy's in for a big surprise.

It's going to get very ugly out there.

Before it's over, a lot of people will get killed.

You sound like you like the idea.

It doesn't matter whether I do or don't.

Just is.

Are you a communist?

Ha ha ha ha!

Sweet god.

Come on! Let's go!

Let's get tuck a coffee.

Come on, Dee.

Coming!

I'd like coffee to go, please.

Pack of winstons.

I saw that look.

Watch out for old Mr. Emotion.

♪ Alpha chi bourbon ♪

♪ our hearts belong to you ♪

Ha ha ha!

Come on, tuck.

I don't believe I live here.

My car's out back. I'll drive you home.

And if you're a good boy,

I'll help get your car back in the morning.

Never turn down an offer like that

from a beautiful woman, right, hoyt?

Never.

Say good night, tuck.

Good night.

Tell boots if I get a chance

I'll stop by and see him.

Thank you for your help.

Does he still take his ball home

when he doesn't get his way?

Look, it was nice of you to get US out of that bar--

we owe you for that--

but I don't have to listen to you knock my fiance

and my mind for the way I think about things.

US simpletons must have bored you to death tonight.

Hey, Maggie...

Did you know when you get all hot and bothered,

your chest just turns bright red?

"...and bending down beside the glowing bars,

"murmur, a little sadly, how love fled,

"paced upon the mountains overhead

and hid his face amid a crowd of stars."

Miss Reed...

Since you insist upon polluting

the rarified atmosphere of my classroom

with that noxious weed,

I insist that you hand me that pack

so I may do the same.

[Laughter]

As miss Reed is no doubt aware,

all is not passion and sea mist

and leering god with the Irish.

William Butler yeats--

a Mick jerk.

[Laughter]

Mr. Foley...

Yes, sir?

Is there something about Mr. Yeats' poem

that you appreciated

and would like to share with the rest of the class?

No, sir, Mr. Flournoy, nothing in particular.

No. No, sir.

Hmm.

Mr. Claibourne? Boots?

How about you?

There's a lot of charm

in the sentimental description.

It's romantic melodrama, really.

If you cut through that,

you get to something else,

something deeper, less romantic.

Truth is, no one wants to be alone without love,

whether you're old or young.

What do you think, Mr. Flournoy?

♪ Come on, baby, let the good times roll ♪

♪ come on, baby, let me thrill your soul ♪

♪ come on, baby, let the good times roll... ♪

You could do a damn sight better

than that beautiful boots.

Aiken, don't start this again.

He is rather gorgeous.

I've thought about how good he'd be in bed.

Aiken!

Let's get some fries and a shake.

Looks like Delia's going after tuck.

If jenks knew...

If jenks knew, nothing.

The guy is a cheerleader.

What does that tell you about his mind?

Jenks and Delia, they're everybody's ideal--

Randolph's Romeo and Juliet.

If that's true, then Romeo probably has the IQ

of an argyle sock.

And Juliet could pull a train

longer than the population of fort benning

and come back begging for more.

Oh!

I know.

The pot calling the kettle black, right?

Difference is, I'm honest.

I don't tease.

Anyway, I've often thought

that tuck was interesting.

I wonder if a real woman

would scare the pants off him.

Hi, Maggie!

Hey.

Want a gum ball?

What if we go to New York,

right after graduation--

greenwich village.

My sister says it's the most exciting place.

Think about it.

I got to go.

Where does tuck usually hang out?

The senator newspaper office,

but, aiken...

Nothing wrong with a little competition, is there?

You be careful.

Careful? Of what?

Ha ha!

Mind if I have a fry?

♪ Standing on the front porch ♪

♪ I grabbed her and kissed her ♪

♪ boy, was I surprised when I saw her little sister ♪

♪ lights out ♪

♪ lights out ♪

♪ I'm glad now that the lights were out ♪

♪ her sister knows more about ♪

♪ what to do when the lights go out ♪

♪ her mama looked at me ♪

♪ she was peepin' through the window ♪

♪ the way she looked at me ♪

♪ you would have thought I was a sinner ♪

♪ lights out ♪

♪ lights out... ♪

The other night I met someone you know.

Who's that, baby?

Hoyt Cunningham.

Why don't you go play someplace else?

Where'd you see him?

Delia talked me into going to ma beechie's.

There was a fight, and hoyt broke it up.

Why are you going without me?

I'm a big girl.

Not big enough.

Nothing happened anyways.

He bird-dog you?

He wanted to make sure we knew how stupid we are

at the university for the ignorant.

He wouldn't bird-dog you

if he knew you were mine.

He didn't know you were mine?

I told him you were my boyfriend.

What did he have to say for himself about that?

He said he might just stop by and see you sometime.

Let him.

It's a free country.

♪ Lovin' on the front porch ♪

♪ sittin' on a swing ♪

♪ I could almost hear those wedding bells ring ♪

♪ lights out ♪

♪ lights out ♪

♪ I'm glad now that the lights were out ♪

♪ her sister knows more about ♪

♪ what to do when the lights go out ♪

Jenksie!

All right, y'all!

Rebecca, you want to sing one for US?

Whoo!

♪ The wayward wind ♪

♪ is a restless wind ♪

♪ a restless wind ♪

♪ that yearns to wander ♪

♪ and he was born the next of kin ♪

♪ the next of kin to the wayward wind ♪

♪ the wayward wind ♪

♪ is a restless wind ♪

♪ a restless wind ♪

♪ that yearns to wander ♪

♪ and he was born the next of kin... ♪

Let's you and me go down to the lake, Maggie.

Boots.

♪ ...to the wayward wind ♪

♪ in a lonely shack by a railroad track... ♪

I want you bad, Maggie.

I can't.

♪ ...i guess that sound of the outward bound ♪

♪ made him a slave to his wanderin' ways... ♪

Jenks, don't you think it would be nice

if you treated me the same way in front of your friends

as you did when we were alone?

I suppose that would be a pretty good idea.

Boots, please!

What the hell's wrong with you?

Take a lock, mister!

Oops!

Well, I'll just be right back.

I love you, Dee.

I love you, jenks.

Hey!

What the hell's wrong with you?

Come on, let's go party!

Brothers in the bond, boots!

Hi, Maggie, darling.

Hey, mama kidd.

Hi, Delia.

You two have a fight or something?

Oh, he just thinks he's god's gift.

You'd think his precious groveland

was a holy kingdom or something.

Honey, it is.

Jenks went home with boots over Christmas.

He said it was straight out of gone with the wind.

Racehorses and everything.

♪ Oh, doo-dah, doo-dah ♪

Maggie deloach...

Sometimes I think you are really crazy.

I'd give my heart and soul to get married

and live in a place like that.

You just act like it's nothing.

In the first place, I haven't seen his Tara,

so I don't know what it looks like.

Second, I haven't mentioned marriage.

Third, if we got married,

we wouldn't live with his mama and the infamous judge.

Honey, they're going to die.

I mean, sooner or later.

Then you will be the mistress of groveland.

All those servants.

Boots' beautiful children.

Sure seems like a fairy tale come true to me.

Is that really what you think, Dee?

Yes, ma'am.

I mean, it's just right out there,

and if you closed your eyes

and just reached out,

you could get it,

just like that gold ring on the merry-go-round.

I mean, can you really imagine

wanting anything else?

Now you think about that, Maggie.

You're an Alpha chi delta, boots says.

Oh, that's nice.

So many of our delta girls

affiliate with that sorority.

You're housed in such a lovely old mansion.

But nothing to compare with groveland.

You and the judge have the most beautiful home.

This is nothing but a big old pink elephant.

Come on, coralee.

Groveland is the best plantation in the delta,

a regular shangri-la, right, judge?

Shangri-la, huh? Don't you wish.

Whatever's going to happen

to this shangri-la

after I'm gone, Maggie,

is anybody's guess.

Courtney, what are you talking about?

This is boots' place.

With the proper help, he'll rule the roost.

Isn't that right, judge?

Hell, yeah. I guess so, honey.

Maggie, think you can keep this slug

from pissing it away after I'm gone?

Ha ha ha ha!

Hey, judge. Guess who's back?

Who?

Hoyt Cunningham.

Can you believe it?

He ran into Maggie the other night.

How is old hoyt?

What's he up to, Maggie?

I'm not sure.

I ran into him in the--

place where he was working.

He's a photographer for one of the wire services.

Boots told me all about him.

As I recall, you did most of the telling.

What exactly did hoyt say?

I guess we did talk for a time.

I found him fascinating, really.

Did you know that he believes

the negroes are planning to enroll at Randolph,

trying to integrate?

I wouldn't worry my pretty little head

about that, darling.

He's still talking about

the next great revolution?

Another civil war fought on the delta?

Is he still talking crap?

Courtney claibourne...

Revolution, my busted butt.

Courtney, I won't have you talk like that.

Don't talk like that in front of Cleveland.

I don't give a damn. Hey, Cleveland?

Yes, sir.

You hear talk about riots

among the hands?

No, sir.

You thinking about revolting?

Oh, no, sir.

That boy better not come here

spreading those lies.

'Cause ain't nobody

treats his niggers better than I do.

Right, Cleveland?

Yes, sir.

You turned on me and made me look like a fool.

Oh, Maggie--

all that stuff about hoyt Cunningham.

You led me right into that.

Did the trick, too.

Got the old man off my young ass.

I didn't say that to help you.

Why'd you say it then?

You're no nigger lover, are you?

You don't have any idea who I am really.

What am I going to do with you?

You're back early.

Thought y'all were going to Birmingham

for dinner and a show.

Dinner and a show, my foot.

What happened?

We never even went anywhere near Birmingham.

Instead, we went to this cruddy hole,

an apartment one of his fraternity brothers has.

Said there was going to be this party there.

Nobody showed up but me

and Mr. Fastest-hands- in-Alabama.

He said he had something important to ask me

and he wanted to be alone.

What did he want to ask?

Jesus, Maggie!

He asked me to go all the way.

What did you say?

What did I say, Maggie?

I'm honors, 4.0 every goddamn semester.

I said...

Just who in the goddamn bluebelly hell

did he think he was?

And what kind of girl did he think I was?

And just take me home.

And?

He jumped me.

What did you do?

I drilled him hard right in the teeth

and yelled "rape."

Do you know what he said then?

He said, "it ain't rape when it's willing."

You don't know, Maggie.

See, you already have your pin.

These guys out there, they're just--

well, he simply forced bourbon down my throat.

I'm sure I smell like my da-da on Friday night.

On a Friday night.

I'll talk to Dean Howard.

We'll have that boy out on probation.

No.

I can't do that.

Why on earth not?

Sister...

[Sniffling]

You didn't.

You haven't.

When he said

he had something he wanted to ask me,

I thought he was going to ask me

to wear his pin.

I need a pin, Maggie.

I'm a senior.

Oh, sister.

[Crying]

Shh.

Whoo!

Ha ha ha!

Owww!

♪ I know a cat named way out Willie ♪

♪ he's got a cool little chick named rockin' Millie ♪

Owww!

♪ She just walk and stroll and Suzie-q... ♪

Is aiken Reed prettier than me?

You're both luscious, and you know it.

I hate her.

Oh, Dee. You do not.

You don't understand her, that's all.

Hey, Maggie! My sovereign kappa rho brothers and me

did not request the pleasure of your company

at our purple passion weekend

so you could bake your buns in the sun.

You got to mingle.

You, too, Delia.

They got laws here in Alabama

against young things staying in one place too long.

You become open territory, honey.

Any good old boy can just have you.

I sure wouldn't want something of mine

stole from underneath me.

Mmm.

Oh, my gallant knight, I'm sure.

Here's to the judge's code, jenksie.

Honor bound to keep our women barefoot,

beautiful,

and mute! And mute!

Brothers brothers in the bond! In the bond!

Owww!

Come on, boots!

I got to piss purple.

Did I ever tell you

I'm thinking about moving to New York after graduation,

share an apartment with aiken in greenwich village?

New York, darling?

Have you completely lost your mind?

You'd throw away a chance

to marry the best-looking,

sexiest, richest boy at Randolph

for New York City and aiken Reed?

Come on, Maggie.

Dee, I'm not going to New York.

I'm not going anywhere.

Aiken's going to have some fabulous career, though.

Career?

Work is for people like aiken,

not for you and me.

Why not you and me?

Simple.

We don't have to.

You're going to marry boots in June

with 12 bridesmaids,

and I'm going to marry jenks.

End of story.

♪ Since I met you, baby... ♪

All right.

You don't think so.

You got any money behind that?

Right there.

♪ Since I met you, baby ♪

♪ my whole life... ♪

I want to dance.

Spud, you betting on boots?

You getting dumb.

Where's that money?

Right there.

Spud, you betting on boots?

I got $5.00 says you don't make that shot.

Come on, jenksie. Let's dance.

Honey, I'm about to take boots' money.

I want to dance now,

and I want to do it slow.

Why don't we wait for a fast one?

I'll dance your pretty behind off.

Come on, gentlemen!

♪ Since I met you, baby ♪

♪ all I need is you ♪

♪ oh, baby ♪

Oh!

Oh, I was distracted on that.

Let's go, boots.

Come on.

[Thunder]

God's talking to US, boys.

God's talking to US.

♪ Since I met you, baby... ♪

Better go get her, jenksie.

Look like she's doing just fine from here.

If that's my woman out there--

hell, I'll go get her.

I can take care of this just fine.

Give her hell, jenksie.

♪ I'm a happy man... ♪

Hey, Delia.

Would you like to come back to the table?

Why don't you just finish your game?

Dee.

♪ Any way I can ♪

Hee hee!

♪ Oh, yes, I'm the great pretender ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ♪

♪ pretending that i'm... ♪

Maggie!

Come on! You want some more?

Come on! Come on!

You son of a bitch!

Come here!

♪ I'm lonely, but no one can tell ♪

You want more? Come on!

♪ Oh, yes, I'm the great pretender... ♪

You got him.

♪ In a world of my own... ♪

Go take care of your woman now.

Come on!

Now!

You move!

You move, god damn it!

Don't you ever do that to me!

Stupid bastard.

Poor dumb stupid bastard.

♪ I'm the great pretender ♪

♪ ooh-ooh... ♪

Delia's just too strong for jenks.

I don't give a damn what she is.

She's going to lose that kappa rho pin.

Damn! If she had my pin--

you could control her?

You pushed jenks into it.

[Sirens]

Oh, god.

Hold it there, please.

Maggie.

Maggie! Maggie!

Oh, Maggie.

Oh, Maggie.

Delia, where's jenks?

God damn it, Delia! Where is he?

[Siren]

"Yea, though I walk through the valley

"of the shadow of death,

"I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.

"Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

"Thou preparest a table before me

"in the presence of mine enemies.

"Thou annointest my head with oil.

"My cup runneth over.

"Surely goodness and mercy

"shall follow me all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the lord forever."

Amen.

Amen.

Brothers in the bond, jenksie.

This has been a terrible tragedy for all of US,

but we can't let our standards slip.

The chi delts have always had

a sense of deep southern pride

and iron integrity with which we face adversity.

And Delia June curry needs US now more than ever.

With this thought in mind,

it is with much sorrow and regret

that I propose placing a one-year moratorium

on the chi delt involvement

of the honeysuckle queen pageant this year.

[All talking at once]

Girls...

I honestly believe

that Delia June would want it that way.

I second that.

All those in favor...

Ok, girls.

I need a hand count.

Would you all cooperate and raise your hands?

Wait a minute!

We have a legacy to uphold.

Honeysuckle queen is a chi delt tradition.

I know that, sue Ellen!

If the thetas win, m.A., we'll never live it down.

Next year during rush, we'll pay for this.

Delia is a beautiful girl,

but she's not the only beauty

in this sorority.

The nominee has to be a senior.

Listen, I'm not saying I'm Ava gardner,

but, y'all--

sit down, corney.

Hey, what about Maggie?

She's a senior.

No...

I don't want to.

Yes! She was centennial queen

in lytton over easter, right?

I don't want to.

Maggie, you're perfect.

You've got charm, poise,

even beauty.

Thank you.

You have more honors than anybody else.

And boots claibourne's pin won't exactly hurt.

Oh, it's perfect!

Excuse me...

Did I miss something?

I mean, forgive me,

but we are talking about honeysuckle queen, am I right?

I believe I was elected unanimously

to be the chi delt nominee for honeysuckle queen.

I see no reason to change that.

Ooh! Ooh!

♪ Alpha chi delta ♪

♪ sisters for our whole life through ♪

♪ pledging friendship and affection ♪

♪ with feelings strong and true ♪

♪ sharing dreams together ♪

♪ standing tall when days seem blue ♪

♪ Alpha chi delta ♪

♪ our hearts belong to you ♪

Well, afternoon, mags.

This stranger just wandered in here

asking for the article you wrote about autherine Lucy.

Awfully accommodating of you, tuck.

Thanks for handing my article out

to anybody who walks in off the street.

The senator circulates to the public,

remember, mags?

Thank you.

What did you think of it?

You got talent,

but it reads like smalltime college girl emotion.

My journalism professor called it "significant."

Good afternoon, Maggie.

You definitely had something important to write about,

but you trivialized it

until it became as newsworthy as a bake sale.

Glad I asked.

Have you ever really laid it on the line, Maggie?

Have you?

You don't get good unless you get close.

I lay it on the line by getting close.

Jean...

We have papers to deliver.

Jean!

I'm coming.

Bye-bye, Maggie.

It was so nice to meet you.

You, too.

I think he likes you.

Hoyt, see you later.

How would you like to go

to the Presley homecoming show in tupelo tonight?

I got 2 tickets.

I can't.

Why not?

I just can't.

Why?

Too dangerous?

Too bad.

Hoyt.

This better not be trivial.

♪ Well, it's a-one for the money ♪

♪ two for the show ♪

♪ three to get ready, now go, cat, go ♪

♪ but don't you step on my blue suede shoes ♪

♪ well, you can do anything ♪

♪ but lay off-a my blue suede shoes ♪

♪ well, you can knock me down ♪

♪ step on my face ♪

♪ slander my name all over the place ♪

♪ well, do anything that you want to do ♪

♪ but, uh-uh, honey, lay off them shoes ♪

♪ and don't you step on my blue suede shoes ♪

♪ well, you can do anything ♪

♪ but lay off-a my blue suede shoes ♪

Let's go!

♪ Well, you can burn my house ♪

♪ steal my car ♪

♪ drink my liquor from an old fruit jar ♪

♪ well, do anything that you want to do ♪

♪ but, uh-uh, honey, lay off-a them shoes ♪

♪ and don't you step on my blue suede shoes ♪

♪ well, you can do anything ♪

♪ but just stay off-a my blue suede shoes ♪

Rock it!

♪ Well, it's a-one for the money ♪

♪ two for the show ♪

♪ three to get ready, now, go, go, go ♪

♪ but don't you step on my blue suede shoes ♪

♪ well, you can do anything ♪

♪ but just lay off-a my blue suede shoes... ♪

Hey!

Get back with your kind, boy!

♪ ...blue suede shoes ♪

We're going to teach you a lesson now, boy.

♪ Well, you can do anything ♪

♪ but lay off-a my blue suede shoes ♪

No!

You don't belong!

No!

Break it up!

Get out of here!

No!

No! He didn't do anything!

♪ Well, it's a-one for the money ♪

♪ two for the show ♪

♪ three to get ready... ♪

He didn't do anything!

♪ ...my blue suede shoes ♪

♪ well, you can do anything ♪

♪ but just stay off-a my blue suede shoes ♪

Get that nigger!

Get him! Get him!

Uh!

No! You can't do that!

Get him!

Ah!

Get him!

No!

Everybody back!

You're going home now, baby.

They can't do this.

Keefi, he wasn't doing anything.

You listen to me, girl.

You're going home now, you hear?

He was just dancing.

Go home.

[Siren]

Let's go.

Go home.

I--

it doesn't concern you.

Hoyt!

Hoyt!

[Crying]

[Cheering]

I see your three, and I raise you one.

I'm out.

Maggie.

Honey, you lost?

Can I talk to you?

Well...

Sure.

Just playing cards with the girls.

These are my friends, Maggie.

We share the same day off--poker day.

This is Maggie.

She's one of my girls.

Hi.

Oh.

Well, this ain't no set-and-chat visit.

Things a little too black and white for that.

Come on into my elbow room, sugar.

Go on in.

Girl, what about your hand?

Just sit tight.

[Train]

It's about last night, isn't it?

Honey, what's really eating you?

That man,

I want to know what happened to him.

You here about a negro boy

you don't even know?

You telling me that, baby?

It doesn't matter whether I know him or not.

What happened was wrong,

and I want to do something about it.

Now, you listen here, girl.

There's business,

and then there's business,

and this ain't yours.

I shouldn't feel anything

when something like that happens?

What I'm saying is,

this ain't your business.

Come here.

Disappear boys.

It's their business,

only theirs.

Disappear boys?

Boys like last night.

Sometimes we...

Their mamas never find out

what happened to them.

And I don't mean

they go away like magic.

You're saying, just ignore it?

Do nothing?

Honey, I prays...

Him...

And him

point the way.

Take care of all of them

that been vanished to death.

Keefi...

I still can't believe that's enough.

Because you still believe in Santa claus, baby.

I believe in doing what's right.

Maggie, look here.

Look at these two.

They were boys,

my lights.

Ain't nobody like them know more

about the pumping of pain

or how to take it.

They's all I got.

I still want to do something.

I know, girl.

Just a second.

Can I come in?

Yeah, come on in.

I tried to call you,

but they said you weren't there.

Well, excuse the mess.

Mama said there would be days like this.

How about years like this?

Would you like to sit down?

Hoyt.

Last night when everything was happening,

you were just standing there taking pictures.

You didn't do anything to try and help.

Why?

Well, that's my job. That's what I do.

I understand that's what you do.

Don't you care?

Come on, I want to show you something.

It's him.

Hoyt...

I better go.

Maggie?

I want you to have these.

[Talking and laughing]

Oh, Maggie. Maggie!

Maggie, she did it. Sister did it!

Ah!

I thought we'd never get her pinned.

Maggie!

Maggie, I did it. I finally did it.

I got pinned.

Oh! Yeah!

Oh, sister.

Oh, Maggie, I finally did it.

I'm safe, Maggie.

Hey, y'all, the boys are here!

♪ Her lips are sweet and Ruby red ♪

♪ her eyes shine like southern skies ♪

♪ I'm proud to hold her hand in mine ♪

♪ for she's the girl of my dreams ♪

♪ and I will love her till I die ♪

♪ my theta pi lambda queen ♪

Great!

♪ Deep within the heart of Dixie ♪

♪ southern breezes whisper low ♪

♪ Alabama's sun beams brightly ♪

♪ over Randolph's red and gold ♪

♪ other memories fade and perish ♪

♪ yours alone will shine ♪

♪ Randolph, o sweet Alma mater ♪

♪ our loyalties are thine ♪

What are you doing here at this hour?

I needed some quiet.

You ok?

Let's just say that I had a long night.

I'm fine.

There you are.

Morning, tuck.

I came for you this morning,

but you weren't there.

I was here.

Oh, right. Of course.

Aren't you going to read it?

Maggie, not only do I have

my own editorial to write,

I've got about 10 pounds of galleys to proof.

I'm sure yours is good.

I wouldn't dare rewrite you. I know better.

I think you better read it, tuck.

Y'all want some nestle's and a glazed doughnut?

No, thanks.

Suit yourself.

I can't run it.

Why not?

You know why not.

The board of directors will lose their minds.

This isn't the newspaper speaking out. It's me.

Maggie, I got my young ass in a ringer

over that simple piece that you wrote

about autherine Lucy!

This will drive every Dean, regent, plus the president

straight up the goddamn wall!

Are you going to run it or not?

Well, we're going to get booted out of here,

right off the senator staff, maybe the school.

Y'all sure you don't want anything?

Jean!

What?

Maggie, you've thought about the consequences,

I take it?

The chi delts, your parents, boots,

your degree.

I want to run this column.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll take this before the board of publications

on Monday night.

That's the best I can do.

Dean Howard's on the board, right?

Yes, he is.

Will you stand up for me, tuck?

Honest?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

Maggie.

This here is really good.

I wish I'd written it.

Thanks.

Hey, sister said you've been trying

to reach me all morning.

Are you ok?

Comme ci, comme ca.

Well, what's going on?

I'm pregnant.

I thought you said you were using something.

I was.

Well, what happened?

Maggie, diaphragms don't always work.

Sometimes they just don't work.

Sad but true.

You pays your money, and you takes your chances.

What are you going to do?

That's why I wanted to see you.

I'm leaving Randolph.

I wanted to say good-bye.

I'm going to miss you very much, Maggie.

No. You can't leave.

You don't have to leave.

Listen. I'm going to New York.

My sister's got this cute apartment and a terrific job

with an interior design firm in the city.

She thinks she can get me a job with her.

But without a husband,

without a father for the baby?

I never wanted to be married, Maggie.

Maybe what I'm looking for really is a man,

but not any I met up till now.

And I don't think it's a man anyway,

more like something I'll do myself.

Something sort of great!

You know me, Maggie.

I've always wanted to think

I'll be a great woman someday.

I'll write you when I get settled.

Ok?

Can you believe it, Maggie?

I'm going to be living in greenwich village.

Come on.

Help me get packed.

"X" marks the spot.

Life starts here.

Now.

Good afternoon.

Come in. Come in.

Won't you please be seated?

Now, on Monday evening past

the publication board met, but you already knew that.

I knew they met, yes, Dean Howard.

I might add that your editor-in-chief

placed your opus before the board

with considerable passion.

He said yours was a sane and eloquent voice on campus

that deserved to be heard,

and rightly so.

Fine sentiments, miss deloach.

Of course there have been,

shall we say, racial inequities.

I applaud your sensitivity.

Thank you.

But here at Randolph we depend

on the generous wisdom of our board of regents

and on the gracious pocketbooks of our dedicated alumni.

Shall we get to the point, Dean Howard?

The point is...

That because of the volatile political atmosphere

in Alabama today,

we cannot allow you to publish this column.

Would you mind elaborating

just a little, sir?

I'm not quite sure what you're getting at.

We're dealing with a very sensitive issue here,

things that go beyond

your awareness and understanding.

You'll just have to trust US as educators

to know what's right.

But can you be more specific, Dean Howard?

I could be, but I choose not to be.

And if we choose not to trust you

and publish it anyway?

Now you listen to me, young lady.

I don't want to burst your little bubble.

I don't even want to be the one to call your daddy

and tell him I'm sending you home.

But you know what?

I won't just make you resign,

I'll expel your behind so fast, your head will swim!

You, too, son!

Well...

I'm sure that in time, miss deloach,

you'll not only see

what's at stake for you personally,

but you'll see the wisdom of our position as well.

Am I clear?

I regret this unpleasantness had to happen.

And I apologize for my choice of language

and for being so brief.

The junior chamber of commerce is expecting me for lunch.

If you'll excuse me, then.

You can take Rhett Butler.

I'm going to marry Ashley wilkes

as soon as Olivia de havilland dies.

Frankly, m.A., I don't give a damn.

I don't know nothing about birthing no babies!

I don't know what to do with my hair.

I see curls, lots of curls.

Good god, where have you been?

Working. The newspaper.

Are you crazy?

The ball starts in 2 hours,

and you're still working?

Dee, I'm not going.

Did you and boots have a fight again?

It's not about that.

Don't be ridiculous. Of course you're going.

Maggie, this is the biggest, most important night

of my life.

You've got to go.

I want you to read something.

Later. I'll read it later.

Now, Dee, please.

Well, all right. Go on! Get in the tub!

Read it, ok?

I'm reading. I'm reading.

Come on, girls! Let's get beautiful.

Keefi, save me.

I know. Curls. Lots and lots of curls.

Hi.

Hi. Hi.

There are traditions, and there are traditions,

but the coronation of the honeysuckle queen

here at Randolph is a tradition of renewal.

Rebirth, you might say, of a history

and heritage we Cherish.

Like the song says,

"old times here are not forgotten.

"Look away,

"look away,

look away, dixieland."

All the fraternities have voted.

Your honeysuckle queen--

your honeysuckle queen for 1957

is miss Delia June curry!

Yay, Delia!

Thank you,

especially to my sisters at Alpha chi delta.

When I was hurting, you were there for me.

You know, when you mix 100 years

of tradition,

gentility, and good old southern honor...

With friendship,

you get a way of life you know in your heart

you could never turn your back on,

because if you betray that which you say you love,

you only betray yourself.

♪ In dixieland, I'll take my stand ♪

♪ to live and die in Dixie ♪

♪ away ♪

♪ away ♪

♪ away down south in Dixie ♪

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

"Our eyes met, and I looked into his,

"but through them really into another country.

"It was the country of the human heart,

"and I knew I lived there with him,

and so do you."

Now listen to this part.

"By all the rules of southern womanhood,

"I should have remained polite and uninvolved,

"but his look riveted me,

"and I ran out of excuses.

"Perhaps the time has come for all of US

"to see more clearly, to witness our common humanity..."

She's here.

"And to turn to equality."

I should have talked to you about it

before it was printed.

I'm sorry.

Then why don't we have a talk right now?

It seems to me like she's taking a stand for integration.

Let me see that thing.

How could you do something like this?

This isn't some kind of joke, is it?

What am I supposed to tell these people?

They're our friends.

I knew you would be hurt by this.

Don't you see? I had no choice.

I needed--

you needed, Maggie? For god's sakes!

What about me?

What about US?

I'm sorry.

I've been looking for you.

I came here to give you this.

Maggie, wait a minute.

Maggie.

We can fix this, sugar.

♪ The wayward wind ♪

I don't think so.

There's nothing left to fix.

Come on, Maggie. You don't mean that.

You know, Maggie,

I'd have been over at the chi delt house tonight

looking for my pin anyway!

That's right! I'd have been right over there!

I've been planning on it!

♪ The next of kin ♪

I've been planning on it, Maggie!

♪ To the wayward wind ♪

♪ the next of kin ♪

I didn't mean it, Maggie.

♪ To the wayward wind ♪

♪ at the corner of magnolia and julep street ♪

♪ is Eleanor's body shop ♪

Ok, we are playing--

tomorrow morning at 9:00 A.M.,

the first negro to register for classes

in the state college educational system of Alabama

will enroll at Randolph university.

Officials say that this is a violation of state law

and are prepared to defend Alabama's constitution.

The prospective student will be accompanied

by federal marshals to help enforce

this nation's new civil rights laws.

Well, god bless the south and long live Alabama.

This has been Charles Payton Tucker,

the voice of Randolph university.

Bye.

Bye.

I got something for you.

It's a glory-o-the-snow.

Keefi...

You're my light.

Any moment now, Randolph university...

Here she comes!

[Horn honking]

Go home!

Go home!

Go home! Go home!

Go home!

We don't need your kind here!

Go home!

Go back where you came from!

You ain't got no right coming down here!

Go home!

Nigger!

You get out of here!

You trash!

Young lady,

I have been ordered by the government

of the United States

to allow you entry to this institution

of higher learning.

I do so reluctantly, under duress.

However...

May I submit to you

that when I was inaugurated governor,

I took an oath

to uphold and perpetuate the laws of this great state,

and I also intend to fulfill that oath

to keep this state free and sovereign.

Yeah!

Governor!

Who's running this state anyway?

Please, please.

People, go home!

Please! Go home!

Let's go!

You can't do this!

It's not right!

It's not!

You want to go say good-bye?

Yeah.

Ok. I'll wait here.

Maggie.

I heard you were leaving.

I refused to apologize to Dean Howard,

so I have no choice.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Say good-bye to boots for me.

I will.

Take good care of him.

I promise.

Take care of yourself, Dee.

I'll never forget you, Maggie.

I swear I never will.

Bye.

Well...

Well, I'll be seeing you.

Hoyt.

You pull out all the stops, Maggie.

You go get 'em.

♪ One fine morning ♪

♪ when my search is over ♪

♪ I will fly away ♪

♪ Restless heart, a change is coming ♪

♪ I may never feel the same ♪

♪ all I had is gone forever ♪

♪ hear me calling out your name ♪

♪ take my hand, we'll walk together ♪

♪ heading for the higher ground ♪

♪ many tears will line the highway ♪

♪ I'll never let you down ♪

♪ dreams of faith, hope, and glory ♪

♪ shelter me beneath your wing ♪

♪ you're my light, my love, my longing ♪

♪ the heart of everything ♪

♪ dreams of faith, hope, and glory ♪

♪ shelter me beneath your wing ♪

♪ you're my light, my love, my longing ♪

♪ the heart of everything ♪

♪ take my hand, I'll walk beside you ♪

♪ I'll never let you go ♪

♪ oh, in the end we'll be together ♪

♪ and find our way back home ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ dreams of faith, hope, and glory ♪

♪ shelter me beneath your wing ♪

♪ you're my light, my love, my longing ♪

♪ the heart of everything ♪

♪ dreams of faith, hope, and glory ♪

♪ shelter me beneath your wing ♪

♪ you're my light, my love, my longing ♪

♪ the heart of everything ♪

♪ dreams of faith, hope, and glory ♪

♪ shelter me beneath your wing ♪

♪ you're my light, my love, my longing ♪

♪ the heart of everything ♪

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