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I think one of the most
emotional moments of my life

was the night that
I was initiated into the Klan.

I was led into the Klavern hall,
which was dark.

The only light that
I could see was a fiery cross.

And that put me
through the ceremony.

Purified me with water.
Laid his hand on my shoulder, says,

"You're part of the Invisible Empire,
United Klans of America."

And there was a tremendous
applause throughout the auditorium.

And I came up off the floor
really in tears

because that's what
I'd been looking for all my life.

An opportunity to be heard,
an opportunity to be something.

I first told him,
"Hell no!"

I would never, ever.
But kill him, that's all I want.

That was on my heart
to kill him.

And this is the kind of reputation
that I have in Durham.

I'm not bragging about it,
but it is the truth.

You can call Durham,
and they will tell you.

No, I will not take no for an answer.
I have to have the word "yes"

because all of our blood,
when it comes out, is the same color.

I haven't seen any blood
different yet than the color of mine.

And, I'm saying whatever
you believe in, and I keep saying it,

stand on it, baby.
Stand on it.

Equal housing now!
Equal housing now! Equal housing now!

They call this
Magic City, Mr. Atkins.

Ain't no magic here.

Abe Greenfeld ain't nothing
but a vile slumlord.

You know it,
and I know it.

And the black people of East Durham have
the same rights as anybody else.

This girl, Mr. Atkins,

this young lady,
is a single mother of three children.

And she wake up this morning
to an eviction notice.

But there's no hot water,
what, baby, for two weeks?

That's right, Miss A.

- Two weeks, and you say, what, no toilet?
- No toilet.

No toilet.
And that ain't no way for no human to live.

Mr. Atkins,
we done writing letters here.

We want to be heard
before tomorrow night's ruling.

Miss Atwater,
you know our agenda is tight,

and we simply cannot allot time
to everybody that wants to speak.

Now, we thank you.
Show yourselves out.

Mr. Tucker, to what
do I owe this pleasure?

Sit down.

Well, and a mighty fine
afternoon to you, too.

Now, you listen to me, Councilman!
And you too, Mr. Tucker!

We ain't going nowhere
until we get down to the brass tacks.

- You understand me?
- Everything all right here, Bill?

Mr. Oldham, now we have
been sitting here for over half an hour,

- and the Councilman, here, ain't done nothing but...
- Ann.

Ann. We're gonna give you
your chance to speak tomorrow night.

Are we good now?

Not yet.

Come on.

Samuel Grace. Ayes?

- Aye.
- Nays?

Okay, then.

Fred Eggert, Gene Waddle,
and Samuel Grace

are tentatively approved
as new citizens

of North Carolina Unit Nine
of the Invisible Empire,

United Klans of America.

Kligraph is directed
to certify the petitions

and prepare the oaths
for ceremony.

Roy, next week should be fine.

Final item.
Combat and firearms training

resumes this Saturday
from noon to 4:00

under the supervision
of second officer Floyd Kelly.

And I'll remind
the Youth Corps members

that this training
is mandatory.

Y'all hear me?
I'm talking to you.

Yeah.

Let's bow our heads.

Heavenly Father,
give us strong minds, great hearts,

true faith,
and ready hands.

Keep us unfettered from the world
that we might fight the good fight

and be worthy
to claim the prize.

May we as brethren and Klansmen be
steadfast and unremovable.

As we go hence from this Klavern
into the struggle of the alien world,

let us not forget the crowning glory
of a Klansman is to serve.

Non silba, sed anthar.

Not for self,
but for others!

- Get him ready.
- Mmm-hmm.

- You can say that again.
- He was born ready.

Ready or not.

Mr. Ellis?

Oh, hey.

This is, uh, this is the new boy
I was telling you about.

Oh, sure. Sure, sure.

Sure, Ben.
Come on in the office.

I'll see you fellows.

Have a seat.

What's your name, son?

Leonard, sir.

Don't be nervous, Leonard.

Ben here tells me you'd like
to be a part of the Youth Corps.

Yes. Yes, sir.

Why do you want to be
in the Youth Corps, Leonard?

To help...

To help protect
the white race of America

from the communist niggers
and Jews who threaten us, sir.

That's a good boy.

But that's not all.

It's our rights,
our freedoms,

our way of life
that need protecting.

We're an endangered species,
Leonard.

You understand?

I do.

Let me show you something.

You see that?

One day, this will be
your most prized possession.

It will give you
everything you need in your life.

Brotherhood, standing in the community,
and a sense of pride

that you're part of something
bigger than yourself.

But, most importantly,
it will be a reminder every day

that you will no longer
be an outsider.

Welcome to the Youth Corps,
Leonard.

We gonna take care
of that thing?

Yeah.

Ben, bring the car around,
out back.

Now what?

We wait.

She got a nigger boyfriend.

The neighbors have been
complaining.

Stay here.

Wait for the light, Wiley.

Hey. Thank you.
Mmm-hmm.

Miss Dupree.

Miss Dupree...
Yes, I know, Miss Dupree, but...

Hold on, Miss Dupree.

Miss Dupree says she can't make it.
Her kids...

Oh, no, ma'am.
Come here.

Cissy, you better get your ass
down to City Hall tonight.

No, no, I don't want
to hear that.

I have been a single mother
ever since I was 16,

and that's a whole hell
of a lot longer than you.

Well, child, it's supposed to be hard.

Are you gonna be down there
tonight or what?

I better see your face
looking black and angry.

Mmm-hmm.

Who's next?

Hey, Jeb, I'll take this one.

Sure, Mr. Ellis.

- Finish up that tire for me, will you?
- All right.

Can you fill
the place tonight?

You know I can, Carvie.
What's up?

We're ruling
on Greenfeld tonight.

Ann Atwater and all her
Operation Breakthrough niggers

are gonna make a scene.
I just need numbers.

Jesus. Greenfeld.
You gonna help that scum?

You know, C.P.

Reelection here.
He got deep pockets.

I need to at least
appear supportive.

And you need to keep your
friends on the city council.

I know, Carvie.
We'll be there.

Oh, you late. Yeah.

I guess that's what
they call Africa time.

First item
on the docket.

In the matter of the Edgemont
community housing,

the council will first hear
from Mr. Paulsen,

representing Mr. Greenfeld.

Good evening.

As you know,
Mr. Greenfeld prides himself

on providing comfortable housing
at affordable rent

to a great many people
in Durham.

The council will hear
Mr. Paulsen.

As with any dwelling,
from time to time,

there undoubtedly
will be some wear and tear.

Mr. Greenfeld fully intends to address any of these issues

that these folks
might have.

However, with
the recent inclement weather,

Mr. Greenfeld has had
insufficient time to get to everyone.

That's a lie.

We ask
that the council grant us

the 90-day extension
for these minor repairs.

Thank you.

Miss Atwater?

Uncomfortable housing
and unaffordable rent

are about the only two things
Abe Greenfeld has ever given us.

Now, I have here with me

79 written complaints from
the residents of Edgemont.

Each and every last one
of them is a code violation.

I brought them here with me
'cause, obviously,

you ain't get them the first couple times
when they were sent here.

Order!

Now we are fed up
with this man

and his eviction notices
and his rent hikes.

He has absolutely no care
for his tenants' living conditions.

We humans.
Humans shouldn't have to live like this.

Thank you for your comments,
Miss Atwater.

And I will personally

pass those complaints
on to the Housing Commission

for future review.

At this time, the council will grant
the requested 90-day extension.

Thank you all.

This council will now stand
in recess till next week.

Bye.

Put down
that paper, Claiborne.

- Put it down.
- All right. Okay, Mama.

- Daddy.
- Hmm?

Hey, it's time
to visit with your children.

- Claiborne!
- I'm visiting. I... I...

I'm visiting.

How's your marks, Tim?

Tim,
answer your father.

I'm getting
an "F" in math.

- That's 'cause you're stupid.
- Hey!

Well, I know it ain't
for a lack of trying, son.

Maybe your teacher can give you
a little extra time after school.

I don't think this teacher.

Why not?

She said I just ain't got
a head for numbers, Daddy.

She said that
don't matter, though.

She said I'll just work in the gas station
with you when I grow up.

Yeah.

Maybe this teacher
ain't so smart.

I'm gonna stop in at Murdock this morning
before I go in, see your brother.

- Give him a kiss for us, Daddy.
- You bet.

I don't like that place.

That's 'cause it's full
of weirdos and retards.

Kenneth Wade!

Don't be calling
your brother that.

I wasn't talking about him.

- He just ain't as lucky as you is all.
- That's right.

I'm sorry.

You be sorry
cleaning that table.

Yes, sir.

I better go. Give me
some sugar, sugar.

Bye, Daddy.

Let's go, girls.
Move your backsides.

Marilynn.

Marilynn! Girl,
you forgot your lunch.

You'd forget your head if it wasn't attached
to your shoulders. Go on now.

Hey, come on.
Help me out here.

Come on.

No. You gotta
help me out here.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, buddy.

It's Daddy.

How you doing, pumpkin?

You have breakfast yet?

Pancakes this morning.

Oh! Hey, buddy,
that's your favorite.

Thank you.

You got eggs
and maple syrup.

Supposed to cut this up
ahead of time.

He can't swallow all this.

There you go.

There you go.

So you must multiply
the three on this side by two.

But remember,
whatever you do to the bottom,

you must do
to the top, right?

Good. So I want
you to go ahead,

work out the equations
that I gave you.

Let's do the next one.
Let's see what you come up with.

All right?

Go. Single file.

Over here. Come on.

Ann Atwater.

Hey, baby.

- Mama!
- Oh!

Thank God.

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

Okay, baby. You go wait in the car.
I'll be right there.

- Is anybody hurt?
- Everyone's okay. Just lots of smoke.

How did it start?

Most likely electrical,
the way they keep this place up,

or it could've been
set on purpose.

No. Klan ain't
that stupid.

Why do you
say that?

When a black school burns,
then...

Then what?

Then the black kids
gotta find a new school.

Turns out,
he left the thing in neutral.

It rolls right back
into the ravine.

They didn't find
that truck for two weeks.

Oh, are you talking about
how small your pecker is again, Wiley?

That ain't funny,
Doreen.

Yeah, it ain't that kind
of funny. That's for sure.

You... You wait.

The guy's got one arm.

C.P.

Garland. Garland Keith,
my friend. You're out late.

- You wanna have a seat?
- No, thank you. Gentlemen.

Well, something must be awfully important
for you to lower yourself

- to come to a dump like this, Garland.
- Floyd, come on now.

No, no, no. Mmm-mmm.

I like the White Citizens'
Council,

with their parade floats
and their fancy country club meetings.

I'm always honored to mop up
after them, do the dirty work.

You'll have to excuse Mr. Kelly.
It's been a long week.

Sorry to say it's about to get
a bit longer.

There was a fire out
at East End Elementary today.

So what? It's a black school.

The parents have already filed
a petition to allow the students

to finish out the year
at Durham Elementary School.

There's an emergency
council meeting tomorrow.

Well... Ann Atwater?

I think so.

This ain't no small
landlord dispute, Garland.

We're gonna need
everybody on this one.

Well, that's why
I'm here, C.P.

Were you scared?

A little.

It's gonna be all right, okay?

All right, baby?
You get some rest.

Try to go to sleep, okay?

You warming up?

Mmm-hmm.

- Mama?
- Mmm-hmm?

Where are we gonna
go to school now?

Don't you worry
about a thing, okay?

Mama gonna find you
somewhere real nice to go.

Say your prayers.

The fire was strictly limited

to the building's facilities
and perhaps equipment.

I know your first appearance
here, you can't make an opinion...

I'm not gonna have them kids
going to Tim's school.

Mmm.

Well, they gotta
put them somewhere.

Ain't gonna be
in Durham Elementary.

Tim having enough trouble
without more distractions.

Mmm-hmm.

May have to look into one of them
private schools outside of town.

- Oh, yeah. How we gonna pay for that?
- I'm working on it.

Ain't nothing gonna work until you start selling
gas to the other half of Durham.

What's that
supposed to mean?

You know what it means.

- That's not fair.
- Oh, fair.

- Hey.
- Come on. It's not fair. It's a fact.

It's not fair 'cause you know
I can't, Mama.

How's it gonna look
if the president of the Klan

is putting gasoline
in a nigger's car?

- How's it gonna look to my Klan folk?
- Oh. Oh, I see.

I... I didn't know that the Klan
paid your bills.

- I didn't think so.
- Here we go.

You spend all that time
at Klavern hall

jaw-jacking about them niggers
and them commies and them Jews.

- I don't sound like that.
- Yeah, you do.

- Give me some...
- Ew!

Claiborne Ellis,
you smell like beer.

I'm not gonna have them kids
going to our school.

This emergency council meeting
was called late last night

after an apparent
electrical fire

destroyed nearly half
of East End Elementary School.

They've been in session
for nearly three hours now.

This council is facing
some difficult decisions.

Tonight, we've had to consider

how these decisions
will affect the students

of not one school but two.

We've heard testimony
from the marshal

that eight classrooms
and three common areas,

including the gymnasium,

were unaffected by the fire.

- Unaffected?
- Hey.

- Have you been to the school?
- She's breaking the rules.

No, no. Ain't nobody talking to you, C.P.,
so shut your mouth.

- Miss Atwater, you've had your time.
- I've seen the school.

And if that marshal says
that school is habitable for children...

Miss Atwater, you've
had your time.

...then he's just lying,
or he just plain stupid!

Why don't you shut up?

Don't make no sense.

Shut up!

We will have quiet
in the chamber!

Now what we talking about is important,

and you're gonna damn well
listen to us, Mr. Steele.

Miss Atwater.

Miss Atwater.

Kindly take your seat
before I have a deputy remove you.

Now then,

it is the opinion
of this council

that there remain
two basic questions.

One, is East End
a safe and habitable place

for its students to finish
their school year?

And two, would the students
of Durham Elementary

be unfairly burdened by the sudden
and massive influx of new students?

Our answer to both
of these questions

is yes.

With the limited number of classrooms
that remain at East End,

the students will be put
on a split-shift system.

One from 7:00 a.m. to noon,
the other from noon to 5:00.

We're good. Got it.

Miss Atwater?

Who the hell are you?

Miss Atwater,
we're from the NAACP.

WDNC news time, 9:00 a.m.

Recapping our top story,

the NAACP's legal action
is causing quite a stir

inside the county's
district court,

one source saying
he would not want to be

in Judge Les Hallford's shoes
this morning.

Good morning, Your Honor.

- Is that it?
- Just arrived.

Full and immediate integration
of all Durham public schools.

Get Wilbur Hobby in here.

Yes, sir.

You've passed things
down before.

Ah, you know
I can't do that.

These idiots just sent kids back
into a school that's still smoking.

I pass it down,
it's the same as ruling against.

I know. I just wanted to make
sure you knew that.

I asked you here for your counsel,
Wilbur, not a lecture.

Sorry.

What if you held off,
delayed your ruling?

Delaying the inevitable,
that's all that would be.

No. You delay to allow the people of Durham
to reach their own decision.

I'm not following, Wilbur.

- I know a guy.
- You know a guy?

Yes, I know a guy.

He runs a department
at Shaw University down in Raleigh.

He does this thing.
He holds charrettes.

Cha-what?

They're kind of, uh, these
official community summits

with people from both sides
of the problem.

They're called charrettes.
He's had some pretty good results.

Wilbur, get this guy
of yours up here.

Bill? Wilbur Hobby's
on the phone.

Wilbur Hobby.

Why does this phone call
worry me?

Well,
what a coincidence.

I was hoping
it would worry you.

How are you, Wilbur?

Looks like you're having
some trouble up there.

Well, nothing a heavy dose
of Bill Riddick can't solve.

Hello?

Look, Bill, I, uh...
I heard York went well.

York, Pennsylvania, isn't Durham,
North Carolina, Wilbur.

Well, all the more reason.
We need you.

Now, look, you're the only one
that does this.

Besides, it'll get you
out of the house.

Delores even said
you're driving her crazy.

We've been driving
each other crazy.

All right, Wilbur.

- All right.
- Great.

- I'll see you in a few hours, Bill.
- A... A few hours?

Hello?

Now, I've asked
Bill Riddick here

to conduct a 10-day
community charrette

so that the citizens of Durham
can finally come to a resolution

on the school integration
question.

Now, the city council
will abide this resolution

and enact the will
of the people.

That gutless fool.

"Abide"?

"Abide"?
It's not even defined.

He's making us
define it.

What are we gonna
say to the press?

Nothing.

At least not till
we get a legal opinion.

And, in the meantime,
what in good Christ is a charrette?

Uh, yeah, we don't sell gasoline
to niggers here.

I'm not looking for a fill-up.
Mr. Ellis?

My name
is Bill Riddick.

Yeah?

Uh...

Wilbur Hobby
suggested I...

- Wilbur Hobby sent you here?
- Yeah.

He said I should
come see you, yeah.

He said you represent
a great many people in this town.

He'd be right
about that.

Well, Mr. Ellis, I've been asked
to organize a charrette.

I read the newspaper.

- Oh. Well, so then you know...
- Hold on.

Are you here to ask me
to come to your integration meetings?

Well, for now,
just lunch.

- Lunch?
- Tomorrow,

with, uh, with me
and with Ann Atwater.

Come again?

Well, I was hoping you'd come to lunch
with me and Ann Atwater.

- Ann Atwater?
- Ann Atwater.

What did Wilbur Hobby
think I'd say to that?

Well, he thought
you would say no.

- He'd be right about that, too.
- Well, see here, Mr. Ellis...

- You're not from around here, uh, Mister...
- Riddick.

So I'll help you out.

Folks in this town,
and especially me,

want niggers to stay
in their own schools.

That's definitely one of the options,
Mr. Ellis.

Right, um, I'm gonna
give you my card.

The local number
is on the back.

- You change your mind...
- Boy, you better get on out of here.

Go on, git.
Like I told you.

Mr. Ellis, I hope
you reconsider.

This charrette is happening.

So, uh, if you truly
represent your people,

represent them.

Have a good day.

We know
this makes you uncomfortable, C.P.

But, God damn it, it's the best thing
that could have happened.

"Uncomfortable" isn't
exactly the word I'd use for it, Carvie.

C.P., what do you
think would happen

if a lily-white liberal was
in there instead of you?

Nothing good.

A liberal and Ann Atwater
will pass integration

faster than a hot knife
through butter.

- That's what don't make no sense.
- What don't?

This Riddick nigger wants
school integration, right?

So why me?
Why put that on himself?

I should've been
the last person on his list.

C.P., this judge...

Our hands may be tied.

But it won't matter
if we have a friend on the inside.

And especially
if that friend is C.P. Ellis.

Oh, Charlie, I...

He's about to hand you
the keys to school integration,

and you're going
to lock the door.

- Hey! How you doing? How your dad doing?
- Good.

How late is he?

Twenty minutes.

C.P. coming to have lunch
with two niggers.

He'd just as soon
shoot us than do that.

Y'all northern folks
just don't get it.

I'm from North Carolina, Ann.

Oh, yeah? Where about?

- Hertford County.
- That still north of here.

He's here.

Here he go.

Would you look
at that crazy white man?

Just pacing
back and forth.

I ain't waiting for that
cracker. I'm hungry.

Mr. Ellis? Please,
come sit down.

Well, uh, okay.

Um, thank you
both for coming.

Hopefully, this is
a first step...

Hey, I... I'm not gonna sit here
one minute longer than I have to, so...

Well, go on
and git, then.

That way, me and Bill
can have a civilized conversation.

Mr. Ellis,

um, I'm holding a steering committee
meeting here on Saturday.

And I've invited people who represent
all types of citizens in this community.

All types?
Only two types in this town.

Well, whites, black,
liberals, conservatives.

For a charrette
to be successful,

we need to bring together
a large number of diverse people.

The only folk
he gonna bring,

they're gonna
be wearing sheets and hoods.

Ain't that right, C.P.?

Hold on...

If you already have
a meeting set,

what the hell am I doing,
sitting here?

Well, you're here,
both of you,

because I need two co-chairs
to lead the charrette.

I'm gonna think
about it, you know,

'cause I wouldn't want your type
taking over this... What'd you call it?

Charade?

I don't know what
you're up to either.

I don't like it. You could use me
for my help. That's fine.

But I am not gonna
work with that cracker.

So you need to
look somewhere else.

This corn bread is good.

I would love it.

Let me help you
clear this.

- It was delicious.
- Very nice of you. Thank you.

You outdid yourself,
Mrs. Keith.

Oh, well, thank you.

Ten days is a long time
with them people, Garland.

It's also a long time for them
to be making decisions on integration

without us having a voice.

That's not gonna make it any easier
to sell to my people.

Well, you're their
president, C.P.

You just make
them understand.

Hell, it says so right there
in your Klan creed,

"Failure to know your enemy gives
them aid and comfort" and all that.

I mean, the truth is, C.P., we...
We don't know the enemy at all.

Do we?

All right, you're yanking
on the trigger too hard.

Trick is to think of it as pressing
the trigger, not pulling on it.

Ten-hut!

Y'all heed this man, now.

Mr. Kelly here's an expert.

He even knows that word for
when you breathe out before you shoot.

What's that called again?

Respiratory pause.

See? What'd I tell you?

- All right, one more, then next up.
- All right.

You didn't care too much for
that conversation last night.

Well, when it's me
and you, it's fine.

I ain't much for talking
in mixed company.

Well, we do need
people there, Floyd.

And Carvie asked me
personally, so...

Yeah, I know it, C.P.
And I'll back you up on it.

- But, uh, be careful.
- Careful of what?

If you wrestle with a pig...

You're gonna get muddy.

Meeting these benchmarks
successfully will depend entirely

on the dedication and enthusiasm
of this steering committee.

And, uh, we haven't
got much time to get organized,

so priority one
will be to get the word out

and to recruit as many citizens
as possible to come and participate.

All right, before
we go any further,

we need to elect
our two co-chairs.

I nominate Ann Atwater

and C.P. Ellis.

But he's a Klansman.

And we're talking
about integration.

Uh, Mr. Riddick, I already done
told you I won't work with that man.

That'd be
just fine with me.

Everybody know it would be
just fine with you, C.P.

Just hold on
a minute now, Ann.

I'd like to hear from C.P.
on this. Mr. Ellis.

Well, I'm not in the habit of interviewing
for a job that I don't really want.

But you're asking,
so I'll tell you.

Everybody talking about
nigras want this, nigras need that.

This whole thing started
'cause of what nigras are demanding.

What about white folks?
What about what we want?

- You already got everything you want.
- No, we don't.

And now the niggers
in this town are trying

to take away
everything we got left.

They don't want us
to play "Dixie" at our schools.

That's our song.

They're angry when
we fly the Confederate flag at ball games.

And why should one of our boys
have to play ball under that flag?

That flag is our
proud Southern history.

Well, it might be your proud
Southern history, C.P.,

but it sure as hell
ain't ours.

All right.

You know, integrated schools
have blacks-only assemblies,

blacks-only
Martin Luther King this, that.

That ain't my history.

You wanna talk about schools?

Let's talk about schools,
Mr. Riddick.

My sons don't have it
easy in school.

Their teachers ain't even
teaching them half the time.

And you want to throw them together
with a bunch of nigras?

It's only gonna
get worse for them.

You ask why I'm here.
To protect my boys.

So all the better
if she don't get in my way.

I'll sit with you,
Brother Ellis.

Howard, have you lost
your everlasting mind,

calling that man
your brother?

You're offering
to co-chair, Howard?

Uh, I am.

And that's an honest man
right there, Ann.

The only honest man
that's stood up today.

He hates me.
And he told me why.

But then he opened up
his heart about his sons.

Why is he
agreeing with me?

- I don't know.
- That means he's my brother.

Did that nigger
just call me "brother"?

Y'all hear that?

I'll tell you what you are,
Howard.

You one of them "big niggers,"
ain't you?

You done went up north
and got your college degree,

your fancy cars,
and your fancy suits.

Meanwhile, we down here
on the ground, getting dirty.

Oh, no, no.
Wait a minute, Ann.

Now, the Black Solidarity Committee has been
working within this community...

Oh, shut up, Howard!
You're late to the fight!

And you have no idea
what real black folk go through.

You don't deserve a seat.
He don't deserve that chair. He don't.

Calling that man
his brother.

So are you saying
you'll accept now, Miss Atwater?

I'm going to continue to fight
for us white working men,

even if I have to sit in a room
with that awful Ann Atwater to do it.

C.P. Ellis
don't scare me.

We're gonna beat school
segregation once and for all.

Well, she's living
in her own fantasy world.

Folks in this town
like things the way they are.

Happy birthday,
dear Larry

Happy birthday to you

Good morning,
Mr. Ellis.

Co-chair office
is just around the corner.

Thank you.

All I'm saying
is our children are way behind.

Almost a full year.

Well, just having white teachers
isn't gonna help them catch up.

White teachers?

They already got
some white teachers.

It ain't that.
It's about the books.

Newer books don't account
for a whole year.

Newer ain't got
nothing to do with it.

Baby, what's your name?
In the red shirt. What's your name?

- Miles.
- Miles.

What year did you
just finish, Miles?

- My junior year.
- Mmm-hmm.

And what year
were your books for?

The textbooks were
for the tenth-graders, ma'am.

Well, how's that
gonna work?

How's what
gonna work, C.P.?

You're gonna put a bunch of black kids
who are a year behind

with white kids
who aren't.

How are you gonna
teach that class?

You can't.
It just ain't possible.

So you go ahead
and get the right books,

but you can't teach that class.
No way. No way.

Okay. So, tomorrow,
we'll break into our smaller groups

and begin hammering out
the different resolution points.

But we meet back here
each night for wrap-up.

Also, you've noticed
these two tables up here on the stage.

Along with Mr. Ellis
and Miss Atwater,

10 more of you
will be chosen

to fill these seats
as part of our senate.

That senate will vote on the resolutions
on the final night of the charrette.

Okay. Unless
there's anything else,

I think we could
all use some sleep.

Yes, Reverend?

Mr. Riddick, it's been
quite a tense day.

It may be wise if we have
some positive note to end each session.

Something to lift our spirits.

I think that's a good idea,
Reverend.

What did you have in mind?

Well, I notice
we have a piano over here.

What if we all sing gospel music
at the end of each night?

- Okay.
- Nigger music.

What did you say?

I believe he said
that's nigger music.

Gospel music don't have nothing
to do with black or white.

- It's about God.
- Praise God, but he... He's right.

Gospel music is absolutely
for black folk.

I'm a bit surprised that the reverend
would suggest something so one-sided.

- I'm a little disappointed.
- Okay.

I can appreciate that, C.P.

These people
would like gospel music.

So, uh, how would you like
to represent your people?

Well, I'd like to display our Klan materials
here at the charrette.

Klan materials?

Mmm-hmm.

- It's not the same thing.
- I know that.

We can't let him do it.

That stuff's full of hate.
That's all it is.

- He gave on the gospel.
- I don't give a damn what he gave on.

Well, he gave, so we give.

Bill Riddick, if that stuff
shows up here, it's gonna be a riot.

And you can bet your ass I'm gonna be
the one leading the charge.

Oh, you gonna get all Roughhouse Annie
on me now, huh?

Yeah, I heard tell about you.
All talking and no listening.

We're here trying to understand
each other for once and stop fighting.

I'll stop fighting when there ain't
nothing left to fight for.

Then you're gonna be going uphill
the rest of your life, Ann.

In the meantime,
I'm-a keep that man here talking

as long as I possibly can.

C.P.

C.P.

This, um, display
you want to bring.

We're willing to go
along with it.

But there'll be folks not wild
about the sight of it.

So, uh, you're gonna need
to provide some security,

someone to watch over it.
I'm not gonna be responsible for it.

This is my security.

That gun
don't belong here.

But I like to have it close in case
I need it to do my talking for me.

This here does
the talking for me.

- I have a Bible.
- Oh, you do? Have you read it?

Of course, I've read it.

- Even go to church on Sundays.
- Hmm.

Well, then you
ought to know, C.P.

Know what?

Same God
made you made me.

That's everything,
Mr. Ellis.

Looks good, Ben.
Real good.

Thank you, Mr. Ellis.

Divided according to race.

Uh, six black, six white.

The senate members will float in
and out of different working groups,

observing and participating.

On the final night
of the charrette,

you will vote to either
adopt or reject

the resolutions
presented to you.

So we're
the final word?

Final word, Howard.

Two-thirds majority
to pass each resolution.

Eight votes to pass?

Well, then we should be able to handpick
the other four white members.

Well, then we might as well
go on home then.

C.P., that's not practical.
We need to be as fair as possible.

Now, I'm gonna have to side
with my friend here.

I mean, we can surely all agree
that every Negro in the building

is gonna vote yes
on school integration.

That's six automatic votes,
no matter what.

Same's not true
for every last white person.

There's a bunch of liberals
sitting out there right now.

Look, there are four
prominent organizations

represented
in this room right here.

The Klan,
The White Citizens' Council,

Black Solidarity Committee,
and Operation Breakthrough.

You each get your votes.

You want fair?

We'll pick eight regular
members.

Regular. No black power
people, no Klan.

They're excluded.

Agreed?

- None of her people?
- No.

And none of your own.

Hey!

What do you think
you're doing, huh?

Leave that alone.

Boys need to be reading this
instead of ripping it up.

The Klan is giving you
a window to look through.

You need to read this stuff
and understand it.

That way,
you understand them.

Okay? You got the upper hand.
Got it?

Get on out of here, Charles.
Give me that.

I should tell your daddy.
You know better.

Kids don't make
no sense. They...

"...professional experts
from in the community and from outside

"will stand by listening,
learning."

- Ann? Ann?
- What?

- Where are you going?
- I'm going home.

- Look, I know you're upset, Ann.
- You don't know nothing!

I told you it was a damn fool idea
to let that man bring that stuff in here.

Ain't no good
gonna come from it!

And I'll tell you something else,
Bill Riddick.

You're an even bigger fool if you think
you're gonna make any change

with this here meeting.

- Is that right?
- That's right!

'Cause as long as the C.P. Ellises
of the world

keep getting their way,
ain't nothing gonna change.

Yeah, you talk
about Roughhouse Annie?

Keep Uncle-Tomming
that cracker

and you're gonna
see Roughhouse Annie.

Go on back up north where you belong
'cause you don't know nothing.

Marion Wilson.

Okay.
The other bowl now.

Sam Watford.

- Is that Scooter Watford's boy?
- Yeah.

You won't
have a problem there.

- You sure?
- Pretty sure.

I remember he kept losing jobs
during them boycotts.

Still pretty sore about it.

I don't like that mustache,
tell you what.

All right. Earl Weeks.

He's... He's with us.

How do you know?

He's been a deacon
at my church since I was a kid.

He don't like nobody.

- That's a good man.
- Two for two.

Okay, we're gonna have
an issue with this gal, Maddy Mays.

The blonde
over by the window.

Yeah, she's a nurse.

Yeah, over at
Durham Clinic.

Real people person.
I think that's one to worry about.

Last is Lee Trombley.

Trombley Hardware.

Off of Route Nine.

What do we know?

I don't know about him, C.P.
Might be a problem there.

He took over
after his daddy passed.

Family man, two kids, I think.

And?

Everybody that
works for him is a nigger.

Every one.

And they all
thick as thieves.

All right, I guess it's time
we get acquainted with Lee Trombley.

Can I help you, sir?

Uh...

Lee around?

No, sir.
He's not here right now.

But I'm the manager.
Something I can help you with?

Uh, no. Um...

I'll come back another time.

Okay.

Any thoughts,
uh, insights?

You don't have
to raise your hand, Maddy.

I think it's nice
to see people talking for once.

That ain't talking.
It's yelling.

Well, okay, it's arguing.

But people are listening to one another.
They really are.

They're arguing.
I've been listening to it for days,

and still no one's answered
how integration's gonna help my kids.

- Well, it sure can't hurt them.
- It sure as hell can.

- Well, I'd like to know how.
- Well, for one,

I don't want my daughter sitting next
to a Negro boy in class.

I don't want her
eating next to one,

and I don't want her being
at a school dance with one.

So you care
about your daughter?

And you don't want
to see her get hurt.

What's your point?

Well, my point is,
that is what we do as parents.

When they're little,
we try to keep them

from touching the stove,
so they don't burn.

We teach them to take small bites,
so they don't choke.

We worry about their first day at school,
the first time they drive a car,

their very first job.

See, we want them to avoid
the pain that we experienced.

All right. All right.

We all gonna sit around,
hold hands, sing "Kumbaya"?

- We see what you're doing, Howard.
- And what is that, C.P.?

That there's no difference
between blacks and whites, right?

'Cause we all worry
about our kids.

We're all the same, right?

Actually, no, C.P.

We're not.

See, I left some things out.

I left out that
black folks have

a whole different menu
of pain to worry about.

Our kids get spit on
for no reason.

Our kids have to move on the sidewalk
to let white folks pass,

or they get beat.

Our kids aren't allowed
to sit where they want,

play where they want,
go to school where they want.

See, this is the pain
they experience every day

that we... We can't...
Can't spare them from.

And that is a...

It's a helpless feeling.

A more helpless feeling
than you could ever know.

- I fell right into that one.
- Yeah.

Shit. You see Trombley's face?

Did you get anywhere
with Trombley last night?

He wasn't there.

They were right, though.
He got a black manager.

Well, where are we
gonna get him, then?

Right now. We're gonna
crowd him at lunch.

Mmm.

Okay.
Everybody, listen up.

We're going to be trying
something different today.

There are name cards
at each seat in this lunch room.

This will be your seat
for the rest of the charrette.

You may not move
your name card.

And you guessed it,
the person sitting next to you

will not be
the same color as you.

- What?
- And...

And no discussion of issues
during this hour.

Talk about something else.

One more week.

I can't do it. Mmm-mmm.

Mmm-mmm!
Mmm-mmm-mmm.

These fish sticks
is dry.

Well, hmm,
if we can't change anything else,

we can sure demand
better school lunches, huh?

We're not supposed
to talk about issues.

I guess you're right.

Howard...

Howard was wrong
in there, weren't he?

Wrong?

Mmm-hmm.

Well, I mean, he weren't wrong
about what black kids go through,

but he was wrong about you not
knowing what helpless is, weren't he?

What does that mean?

You got a boy out at Murdock,
don't you, C.P.?

- I don't wanna talk about that.
- I'm just trying...

Ann, don't talk
about my son.

- Don't ever talk about my son.
- Okay.

We're willing to go
to summer school,

even nights, just to catch up
with the white students.

Good Lord never intended
for blacks to have equal rights.

- Daddy!
- What's wrong? What's wrong, sugar?

It's Larry.

What's going on?

- Who is this?
- Alvin. He moved in Friday.

Hey, hey. Okay.
Shh, shh. Shh, shh, shh.

Hey, pumpkin.

- Go! It's okay.
- Okay.

No monster.
No monster, son. No monster.

I got your book.
I'm gonna read you...

Shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh.

It's Vickie.

- Here. Read to him.
- Okay.

- Come here, pumpkin.
- Read it to him. I'll be right back.

- Vickie's gonna read to you.
- It's your sister, Vickie.

Get him out.

Hey, who's in charge here?

- Can I help you, Mr. Ellis?
- No.

Is there someone else
I can talk to?

One moment.

Hey. He...

- Hey. I need help.
- I'll be right there.

- No, sir. No, sir.
- I need help.

- My son needs help.
- Step outside that door.

- I need to get my son out of that room.
- Yes, sir.

Step outside for a moment.

- Now calm it down.
- I need to get my son out of that room.

- Your son is gonna be just fine.
- He's scared.

He's not fine.
He needs to be moved right away.

Or that other one
needs to be moved.

- My son's scared.
- Look. Look.

It's important that our patients
stay in familiar surroundings

'cause if they're moved too often,
they get agitated...

A private room then.
Give Larry a private room, please.

We have regulations
here at Murdock.

I don't care
about your regulations.

- Now you move him, or I will. How's that?
- No, you will not. Mr. Ellis!

Call security right now.

You calm yourself down.

God.

How much...
How much is it again?

A private room
is $75 more per week.

Now do you wanna
pay for that?

- I got $16.
- Mr. Ellis, listen to me.

Larry will get used to it,
all right?

You should've told me.

No one told me
that boy would be in this room.

- It was...
- No one told me.

- It was a last minute...
- You should've told me.

I'm trying
to tell you now.

His roommate was wailing
and screaming and...

But they wouldn't
let me move him.

I wanna take him home.

He's better off with us.

He don't belong there.

He ain't like them others.

Yes, Claiborne,
he is.

I'm seeing him tomorrow.
I'm sure he's fine.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm just tired,
you know.

I'll see you at home.
I love you.

Can I help you?

You can't,
but Bernadette can.

- One moment.
- Thank you.

Miss Atwater!

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.
How have you been?

Oh, baby, I've been good.
How about yourself?

I'm fine. I'm just fine.

Well, what can I
help you with?

Where's that Larry Ellis boy?

Bernadette.

- Yes, Miss Atwater?
- I'm gonna need a favor.

- But that's not fair.
- I know it's not fair, honey.

But I went back and looked.
Not even half of them are done yet.

But she never does
any of her charts.

She always expects us
to do them for her.

Well, you and I have to go over
all her work, or it's gonna be on us.

Hello?

Hello?

Where's Larry?
Where's my son?

He's not in his room.
What happened?

Nothing happened,
Miss Ellis.

He was moved.

It's so nice.

Hey, baby.

It's your mama.

Hey, baby,
it's your mama.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Let's put on some music.

What?

No, no, it's good. It's...

It's just, uh...

All right,
I'll see you at home.

- I want to talk to you.
- Finally.

Look. What you, uh...

I didn't... I...

I didn't ask for your help.

I can take care
of my own family, okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay. It's just
what I do, C.P.

Well, whatever it is you do,
don't do it for me.

I didn't do it for you.

- Strike one!
- Yeah, Chester, bring the heat!

All right, shut your hole.
That ain't helping.

Well, don't pay him no mind, boy.
He ain't going nowhere with two outs.

They'll hold them.
Be all right.

I'll be right back.

- Your boy playing today?
- Oh!

Mr. Ellis.

Uh, no. My nephew.

- You can call me C.P. You want a beer?
- Oh, thanks.

Strike!

So how do you think it's going?
The charrette.

Um...

It's interesting.

It's nice to hear
both sides, you know.

Yeah. Yeah.

We got some
decisions to make.

Strike three!
You're out!

Say, that nigger fellow?
The one that comes, uh...

He runs your hardware store?

Yeah. About two years now.

His name's Emmett.

And you trust him
to... To run things?

Sorry, I... I'm just curious.

I don't think I could trust one of them
to run my filling station.

Other than my wife,
he's the only person I trust.

How's that?

Well, he and I, we...

We were
in Vietnam together.

- Oh, you were in Vietnam?
- Yeah.

Two tours.
Got out in '68.

You?

No. No, I...

No.

Yeah.

Well, look, Mr. Ellis,
I know who you are.

And I know what you
want from me.

- But I just don't...
- No, no, Lee.

Any man who served bravely
in this country's military

doesn't need to hear
anything more from me.

You vote how you want to.

I'll respect it.

Mr. Ellis?

Emmett served
this country, too.

And he was
a lot braver than me.

All right, folks.
For our last day,

I thought we'd go
on a little field trip.

- Where to?
- You gotta vote Monday night.

I think it's important
we get a firsthand look

at what we've been
talking about the past few weeks.

I know it's been a long day,
but this is the last one.

Please be careful.
Watch your step.

Ain't no better
over here. This is a mess.

They gotta keep the doors open
because of the smell.

- I imagine so.
- It helps.

That's a lot of kids
for summer school.

Uh, that ain't
summer school, C.P.

They still trying to finish up
from last year.

Yes, because of the
split shifts after the fire,

the students are really only getting
about three hours of schooling per day.

So they're still catching up.

Hey, how you doing?
Did you get them shoes I sent you?

- Mama!
- Hey.

Oh, this your girl?

- Hey.
- Hi.

Marilynn, this here
is, uh, Mr. Ellis.

Oh.

Well, I better
get to class.

Okay.

She looked at me
like I was some kind of monster.

What'd you expect?

I don't know.
I'm trying to do right by us,

make it all better.

And how's this gonna
make it all better?

Hell, I'm...

They wanted to integrate
restaurants. So we did.

Then came buses and bathrooms
and playgrounds.

Look, I'm over
there right now,

supporting more funding
to make their schools better.

If they have nicer schools...

...then they'll stop pushing
to integrate ours.

The one thing
we have left.

Then maybe
we'll all stop fighting.

Then what you gonna do?

What?

When everybody stops fighting,
who you gonna fight?

Okay. Coming.

Can I help you?

Hi, Ann. Um...

I'm Mary Ellis.
Claiborne's wife.

Oh.

I'm sorry for just
dropping by. I, um...

I wanted to thank you
for, um, what you did

for our family,
for our son Larry.

Please, come in.

- Thanks.
- Go on in.

- Hope you like sweet tea.
- I do.

So Larry is doing
better, huh?

He is.

You know,
sometimes it's hard

to keep him calm.

Mmm.

Well, has, uh...
Has Larry always been like that?

Yeah.

You know, when he was
little, it just...

He started not to be
able to do things.

Has C.P.
always been like that?

Oh.

Yes.

More or less.

You know, he used to be
a really good baseball player.

- Really?
- Showed a lot of promise.

Colleges came and looked at him,
right over here, Liberty Park.

Where we met, actually.

Came up to me.
He's so nervous.

Couldn't even talk.
So handsome.

Oh.

What?

- C.P. handsome?
- Oh.

He was.

Okay.

- Mmm-hmm.
- Oh.

Thank you again.

You're welcome.

- Ann.
- Yes?

Claiborne is, uh...

He's doing the best
he can.

- Bye.
- Goodbye, Miss Ellis.

Give me a minute
with C.P., would you?

Sure thing, Floyd.

Hey. What do
you say, Floyd?

Got one of those?

See the paper?

Nothing I could do about that.
All part of the charrette business.

It don't look right.

It don't matter what it looks like, Floyd.
Matters what it is.

Oh, yeah?

Your wife making friends
with Ann Atwater what it is?

What?

Couple of the boys
saw them today.

How am I supposed
to explain that?

She did something
for Larry is all.

Mary was just
probably thanking her.

Niggers is doing you
favors now, C.P.?

Oh, stop with
the bullshit, Floyd.

Mary's always
gone her own way.

Has nothing to do with how I do my business.
Never has.

Now you got something
to say, say it.

Look around you, C.P.

All these guys,
they look up to you.

They need you.

I don't know what you're talking about.
I'm here, ain't I?

- Are you?
- I'm doing everything I can.

Hey. Is Mr. Trombley in?

- Uh, yes, sir. He's...
- Can I help you?

Mr. Trombley.

We're from Durham Fire
and Life Safety Department. Uh...

We've got a random
inspection order here.

On a Sunday?

We do them
when they come in.

We'll need access to your
breaker panels

and your hazardous materials
storage area.

Yeah, all right. Sure.

Uh, come on back.
Right this way.

So, Mr. Trombley,
it, uh, seems

your circuit breaker panels
are not up to code.

You need at least
30-inch clearance on both sides,

and you've got
a little under two feet.

Oh...

They've been like that
for 20 years, since I was a kid.

Nevertheless, that needs to be rectified
before you can, uh, reopen.

- Reopen?
- Yeah.

We gotta shut you down
indefinitely.

What? Oh, no. I...
See, I can't shut down.

I got a business here.
The...

What are they
supposed to do?

I'm gonna need them
boys out of here.

Now.

Like I said,

if you fix things,

you'll be open again
in no time.

You have a nice day,
Mr. Trombley.

My, my, my.

Aren't you
a pretty little thing?

Who are you?

What do you want?

Take it easy, Maddy.
We're just, uh,

friends.

Please don't.

Shh.

It's okay.

None of these pictures
have niggers in them.

We heard you might
be a friend of niggers.

But I don't see
none on this wall.

Just to be sure, though,
we're gonna need to hear you say it.

Say it?

Yes.

Say it.

That you ain't
a friend of niggers.

I am not
a friend of niggers.

Again.

I'm not
a friend of niggers.

Well, then.

We must've got
some bad information.

Guess there was no need
for the visit after all.

Thanks for the beer,
Maddy.

- Hey.
- Beer, C.P.?

Yeah. Thanks, Doreen.

C.P.!

Hey, C.P.!

Hey. What do you say, boys?

Come on, sit down.

Nah.

Been a long week.

Just gonna have
one beer and go.

Oh, come on, C.P.
We celebrating.

Yeah. What... What are you
celebrating, Wiley?

We celebrating
you getting your votes, C.P.

Well, little early for that,
don't you think?

But have fun.

What do you know
about votes, Wiley?

You shut him down?

What are you
doing here, C.P.?

- You shut him down?
- What are you talking about?

- Lee Trombley.
- Is that what this is about?

You didn't have to
do that, Carvie.

You didn't have
to do that.

This is not a good time
to show up, C.P.

- I got donors in there.
- You haven't answered my question.

We're just trying to
give you a leg up is all.

Call it insurance,
whatever you want.

You got a big vote
tomorrow.

That man served
his country, Carvie.

- Two tours in Vietnam.
- He's a working man with a family.

- Well...
- "Protect the white working man."

Isn't that what you always said,
what we always talked about?

C.P., sometimes,
there are necessary evils.

Necessary evils
for the greater good.

And it's my job to make
those kind of decisions.

You're just gonna have
to trust me on this.

You should get back
to your party.

C.P.? Are we good?

Hey, Floyd called.
Said they want you at Klavern.

Klavern?

Mmm.

Something about
a meeting at 8:30 or something.

What? You didn't know?

Oh.

You all right?

You look tired.

Yeah, I'm all right.

- You all right?
- Yeah, I'm all right.

He's here.

Come on up, C.P.

Hey.

What's going on?

Distinguished Klansmen,

every now and again,

extraordinary things
occur within our walls

that need to be addressed.

As your state leader,
it is my job to address them.

In our fight
against communism,

against integration,
against mongrelism,

we turn to those among us

who can lead us into a pure,
white future.

We have one such man
here in North Carolina.

Your Exalted Cyclops,
C.P. Ellis.

So, in recognition
of this man's tireless effort,

for his forethought
and vision

in establishing
the UKA's first Youth Corps...

I guess I'll just read this.

It says,
"The United Klans of America

"hereby bestow upon
Mr. Claiborne Paul Ellis

"the honor of being named

"North Carolina's Exalted Cyclops
of the Year, 1971."

What do you mean,
you're not the right person?

Baby, the vote is tonight.

- Yeah, but there's gotta be somebody else.
- There's nobody else, Maddy.

You heard everything.
You've seen everything.

No one else
can take your seat.

What brought this on, Maddy?

What happened?

Nothing. I just...

It's nothing. Um, it's fine.
If you'll just excuse me.

Mmm-hmm.

Maddy Mays
don't want to vote.

Just like that, out of the blue.

- What'd you do to that girl?
- Now, Ann...

I saw the way she looked...
Don't you "Now, Ann" me.

You coward.

- I ain't no coward.
- Yeah, you a coward.

Couldn't do it in here. Too many people
with they own thoughts.

You couldn't win in here, so you went,
and you fixed it out there.

- I don't have to listen to this.
- You're gonna listen today.

What you
so afraid of, C.P.?

- I ain't afraid of nothing.
- Yeah, you is. You're afraid.

You afraid
you're gonna lose control.

You afraid you're gonna lose
what you ain't even got, C.P.!

You're poor,
just like the rest of us!

You ain't got nothing
except problems.

Talking about you...
You in control.

You ain't no more in control
than the man in the moon!

You're a bigger coward
than I thought you was.

The five o'clock news hour.

With the highly anticipated charrette
vote just a few hours away now,

we caught up with
WDNC's Ken Meadows,

who was with some students

gathered outside
the charrette site earlier today.

Do you think
it's gonna be okay?

Well,
it might be all right.

I think
the same thing, too.

- Uh-uh. I don't.
- Why not?

I don't. Because, see,
our first day that I went out there

where we had to scramble,
you know.

But it was okay.

It doesn't matter what school
you go to, it's gonna be the same.

You get your education
just the same.

I'm fixing to enroll now,
and it'll be my school.

Are you concerned
for your daughter, or is she concerned?

Well,
I'm concerned for her,

and I think she's concerned
for her education.

Laverne, I just
talked to your mother.

She said you're a little concerned.
Are you?

- I'm very much concerned.
- Why?

Oh, because I wanna...
I wanna be very sure about this year,

and I want to really know
what they're doing,

and I think that it will work out
if everybody cooperates together

because, I mean, this is not the,
probably, first time...

- You did great work, Ann.
- No.

The one thing those people
came here for, we didn't get it for them.

Not true. Some of them
will be delighted.

You know, I never really thought
you was an Uncle Tom.

Yes, you did.

"Roughhouse Annie," huh?

Don't you forget it.

Welcome, welcome.

Well, what a journey
it's been, folks.

You've all shown such dedication
these past two weeks.

And regardless of the outcome,
you should be proud.

The resolution you've put
before this senate is clear.

It is thoughtful,
and, above all, it is brave.

This resolution
is in three parts.

After I read out each one,

I will call the senate members
up to cast their votes.

Each part requires
a two-thirds majority to pass.

That's eight votes.

Part one.

Two students,
one black, one white,

to be appointed every year
to the Durham school board.

I vote yes.

Mr. Watford.

I'm a no.

I vote yes.

Part one
passes with eight votes.

Part two.

This calls the summer classes be included
in the school board budget,

so the black students become
level with their white peers.

Mr. Weeks.

I vote no.

Mr. Cox.

I vote yes.

I vote yes.

Part two passes
with eight votes.

Part three.

Public school integration.

In summary,

this calls for full
and immediate integration

starting in the fall semester
of this school year.

The resolution defines
full integration by setting a race ratio

of no less than 25%
of any race at each school.

And further, that busing
be made available to students

to aid in the implementation
of this ratio.

We'll start the vote
on this side with Miss Wilson.

I vote yes.

Mr. Watford?

I vote no.

Mr. Mose.

I vote yes.

Mr. Weeks.

I vote "hell no."

Mr. Cox?

I vote "hell yes."

Mr. Trombley.

Thank you, Mr. Riddick.

I believe in school integration,
and I vote yes.

It's not gonna matter.

Reverend.

With the good Lord as my guide,
I proudly vote yes.

Miss Mays.

Although I think it should be
considered in the future, I...

I don't believe right now
is the time for integration.

Respectfully, I vote no.

Hey.

Mr. Clement.

I am honored to have had
he chance to get to know most of you

these past few weeks,

to work on these
vital issues.

And while I fear
that my vote will be in vain,

I'm still gonna vote.

And I vote yes
on school integration.

Mr. Keith.

No.

Miss Atwater.

Yes.

Looks like we finally
shut her up.

Mr. Ellis.

All right.

All right.

All right.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I... I... I...

Thank you.

Uh...

I guess I'd first echo
what Mr. Clement said.

It was good to get to know
some of you, and I...

I know many of you will be disappointed
with our outcome here.

I, uh...

You know, before I go on,

I'd like to show
you all something.

This is my Klan
membership card.

I was given this card
12 years ago.

It's been in my wallet
ever since.

In fact, I cried
when they gave me this card.

And I grew up in a house
where I was taught men don't cry.

But I cried anyway.

I cried because it was the first time
in my life I didn't feel alone.

Sure, I was married
with a family.

That's not the kind of alone
I'm talking about.

As a man, you're expected
to take care of that family.

And I was having
a hard time doing that.

We were struggling, so...

There I was.
I was a part of something now,

something much,
much bigger than me.

And then, when they made me president,
boy, I was over the moon.

Poor old C.P. Ellis,
president of something.

Whoa.

And it's a real brotherhood.
It is.

In the Klan, you look out
for one another.

Nobody is left behind.
Everybody does for everybody else.

In fact, it says it
right here on this card.

It says, "Non silba,
sed anthar,"

which means,
"Not for oneself, but for others."

That's our motto.

But, see,
now I got a problem.

There's a problem

'cause there's a lot of that
going around right here in this room.

People doing for others.

Last two weeks have been
full of people just doing...

Doing for others.

And they're not just white people.
There's a...

There's a lot of black folk
doing for others, too.

But I'm the president
of the Klan.

I'm supposed
to hate black folk.

I teach people
to hate black folk.

They're supposed
to be inferior to us.

Now, if I don't believe that,

then I have no business being
president of the Klan.

Well, I don't believe it.

So my problem is,

I don't have no need
for this anymore.

Mr. Riddick,
I vote yes.

Jesus!

I just don't believe it.

C.P.?

C.P.?

Yeah?

Where's the key?

- Jeb!
- Where's the key?

Call the fire department!

Come on.

Thank you.

Next on the agenda is delivery
of the charrette resolution.

The council recognizes
Miss Atwater.

Yeah. Hello?

Okay, Mr. Ellis.

How many?

Well, you lost
about 650 gallons.

You're lucky
the thing didn't explode.

Yeah, okay.

You want to replace the loss?
I can have a truck here tomorrow.

No. Let's see how
the rest of the month goes.

All right.

- What's this?
- Would you sign both pages?

Thank you, Mr. Ellis.

Change your mind,
give us a call.

- Mr. Ellis.
- Mmm-hmm?

If you need to
let me go, it's okay.

You know, until
things pick up again.

I appreciate that, Jeb,
but we're not there yet, okay?

So for now, go ahead.
Take your lunch break.

Okay, Mr. Ellis.

All right.

I hope you didn't come here
to ask me to co-chair something else.

Nah. I just came
to say goodbye, is all.

- Back to Raleigh, huh?
- Back to Raleigh.

What trouble
you been causing?

Just organizing. You know me.

- It's what you do, right?
- It's just what I do.

Well, I sure wish you could've been there
when we handed in our resolution. Mmm.

Old Carvie Oldham
didn't even show up.

Wish I'd seen that.

How are you
doing, C.P.?

Oh, had a little
trouble here.

Just trying to
put it back together.

Yeah, we heard.

I'm so sorry, C.P.

It's okay, although not sure
it matters much.

Nobody stopping to buy gas
from me these days.

Well, maybe things
will pick up for you.

What you smiling at?

That's just
what I do, C.P.

You know that.
That's just what I do.

Hey, Jeb. We got customers.

Gas?

- Gas?
- All right, sir.

You want gas?

- Yeah, no problem.
- All right.

She can upset the world
with her mouth if she wants to.

But everywhere I go,
every time I pick up a newspaper,

Ann Atwater's been before the city council,
the county commission,

or she was at some
shopping center boycotting,

or she was downtown
at Woolworths.

And he was woofing
and going on,

and the place
was packed with Klansmen.

This particular night,
C.P. was up raging and ranting.

That's when I wanted
to cut his head off.

And after
that first meeting,

I actually went home saying,
"This is crazy.

"This is absolutely crazy.
I don't think I wanna do this.

"I mean,
I can make a living easier than this."

The story was picked up
in The Washington Post.

"Black man
calls Klansman 'brother."'

And, of course, my father, when he read
the story in The Washington Post,

he thought I had
lost my mind.

In becoming my friend,
C.P. has lost a lot.

Look, you do not make those changes
without having to pay for them.

I mean, I know
damn well, you know.

You have to pay for it
eventually.

We bonded,
and we are still bonding

until I get mad
with him at times.

But we've made it
through these years, together 30 years,

and we're still friends.

'Cause there are C.P. Ellises
and Ann Atwaters in almost every community.

Theyjust need
to be brought together

and experience what we experienced
in Durham with that charrette.