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Okay let's slow it down,

we're still in the game.

Slow the tempo down.

Nothing but good shots, let's go!

Fake right, left, jump, yeah, cut man, cut!

Layup, good!

How about them eggs, Leona?

In a minute!

You're the one who likes them well done.

Any more coffee?

I just filled your cup, Sam.

Didn't even notice.

Been reading the paper.

All right, another one, go!

Something about Nathaniel?

No, honey.

Not today.

Anyways, sports page ain't even on my mind.

Why, Sam!

I didn't even know you read anything but the sports page.

Pass it off, pass it off!

Hustle, pass it back, look!

Put down the bad news, Sam.

Here come the eggs.

Yeah, drop 'em right here

on the front page, Leona, 'cause it's scrambled too.

Have a seat and drink some coffee with me.

Yeah.

Pass, pass, defense, defense!

Pass, pass it back, layup!

Let it go man.

I'm gonna miss that boy.

I'll tell you one thing, it's gonna be

a lot of late sleeping downstairs

without that ball bumping on the floor.

Yeah I bet you could hear Sarah snoring.

Can't let him get the ball.

Go behind my back.

You not gettin' this ball, man.

Pass it off, pass it off!

Sometimes I worry

about you, Sam, on those high buildings.

Ain't nothing gonna happen to me.

I gotta watch my man, Cornbread.

Mm, mm, mm.

Come on man, bring home some cuts, cuts!

Beautiful, man.

You are beautiful.

Are you dressed yet, Nathaniel Hamilton?

In a second, mama, layup!

Well I tell you, that boy sometimes.

As fast as he is on the court, you'd

think he'd be faster out of the house.

We'll get 'em, we'll get 'em, we'll get 'em.

That's bread under the ball.

I'm coming down on him, one on one.

Five seconds left in the game.

He can't guard me, fake left, right, step.

Hey, wow, what a shot, two for bread!

That Cornbread's gonna drive me crazy.

Come on Charlie, it's time to get up.

What time is it?

It's early.

It's real early.

Hey, the time is right, mama.

Mm-mm, not with Cornbread pounding away up there.

Mm.

I want to do some pounding myself.

Charlie, come on.

What's the matter?

Come on, man, get your butt up and get upstairs.

Why, because of Cornbread?

No, because of Wilford.

That noise is gonna wake him up too.

So what?

Look, I don't want him coming in here

and finding us like this.

You think he don't know?

He don't know for sure.

12 years old, huh?

12 years old living in this place, he don't understand?

Are you gonna come to the meeting tonight, Sam?

You know I don't go to that stuff, honey.

Oh Sam, it's our neighborhood.

You take care of the Urban League, the NAACP,

and the Baptist Ladies Garden Club.

And I'll take care of the tester, my wirecutters,

and my weekly paycheck.

Hey, I work too, you know.

And I wouldn't have your job for nothing in the world.

But I thank you for it.

Mm, but leave me out of that other stuff.

I ain't no joiner.

Get out of here.

Right man, right!

Wait a minute, now!

Work out, pop, work out pop!

Now hold on!

Right on, pop, you're in pretty good shape.

Sam Hamilton, a grown man like you

playing the same game every morning.

You should be ashamed of yourself!

You're pretty good, pop!

Stop!

Now give me that, give me that.

Fingers, fingers.

Give me that ball.

Good move, pop, good move, pop!

Good move pop, you sure set a good pin.

Yeah, and Leona, we're gonna get you a scholarship too.

He fouled me, did you see him foul me?

Now wait a minute, this is a dining room, not a gym,

so you take that outside!

Oh, mama!

Don't you oh mama, me.

That's not food, it's too tough to eat so it stays outside!

What?

Mama, I love you, but you're wrong.

This is food, and more.

It's food and clothes for you and pop

and a house as big as a barn.

Hey pop.

Come on, mama.

Oh boy, son.

See this thing, mama?

Come on mama, look at it.

'Cause it's gonna take us off this street.

Ain't that right, pop?

Right.

It's gonna buy us a house

with a kitchen that's as big as this whole building

on a street with trees and grass.

And it's gonna buy a freezer, mama,

bigger than me, filled with all kinds of food.

Right, and you are gonna keep that ball

right in the bottom of the freezer.

All right.

Stay out of trouble.

Hey wait up, pop!

I'll come with you.

Hey wait a minute, now.

You're not gonna have any breakfast?

No, I'm not hungry.

Well you can't live on orange soda.

Go man, go!

Two weeks, huh?

Yeah.

School's a long way from here.

College, you want me to be in college.

Yeah.

Just gonna miss you.

You ain't kidding me, pop.

You gonna be able to sleep

if I ain't bounding the ball.

You and mama come to the school sometimes to watch me play?

Better know it, wouldn't miss it for anything.

Go man, go!

Morning neighbor.

As long as you got one hand on that ball,

I guess you're safe.

Hey, superstar!

What's happening, One-Eye?

Woo, when you gonna start running numbers for me?

What are you up to?

Hey, I'm selling dreams, Sam.

There'll be pie in the sky when you buy from One-Eye.

Yeah, just lay off my son.

Hey, he can make a ton of money

running numbers for me, Sam.

I'll tell you what, pop.

As soon as I get out of college

we'll have 'em put it in my pro contract.

Cornbread runs for One-Eye in the off season.

John, you look like you got a hangover.

A hangover?

I got three kids sick.

I'm up all night flushing the toilet

and you tell me about having a hangover.

What do you got, stomach flu?

I don't know, maybe.

Maybe it was that recipe that your wife

gave to my Mary Tuesday night.

I will admit John, that barbecue sauce is pretty hot.

Hot?

Hey, we put some in the freezer, you know?

Yeah?

Freezer defrosted it.

Hey, isn't that our little pal Shifty over there?

Yeah.

And last time we saw pushing something it was heroin.

Ten to one John, there's no baby in that carriage.

Hey!

Nice seeing you again, Shifty.

You can put your hands down now.

No, I feel safer this way.

You know somehow you just don't

look natural unless your hands are into something.

Put 'em down, slow and easy!

Why you dudes always hassling me?

This is just a social call.

We want to meet the family!

Man, this is my sister's.

I lost him, John.

That's all right.

Shifty wants us to meet his family.

Can we take a peek at the little darling, huh?

Oh that's a cute kid, Shifty.

Where'd you get the typewriter?

Man I told you it was my sister's!

I'm just bringing it to be fixed.

Hands on the car, spread your legs, thatta boy.

Hey Nathaniel.

Here Nathaniel, pick a card, come on.

Oh Mr. J I gotta go play ball!

Oh come on it'll just take a minute.

Just take a minute.

Okay, okay.

Ha, take a look at it.

Remember it?

Got it.

Put it back.

Hurry now Mr. J, they're waiting on me.

All right, I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying.

How's your mom and dad?

Oh they're just fine.

All right, now--

It's that one, six of diamonds.

Right.

Hey how'd you know that?

I guess that wins me another orange.

Keep the change, Mr. J!

Hey, you owe me!

All right, yay!

That's my cousin.

Who?

What do you mean, who?

Can't you see?

Cornbread, that's who.

He is not!

Is so!

Yeah, just like Charlie's your uncle.

You're just jealous about Cornbread and me.

What's so great about Cornbread?

You kidding me, man?

Cornbread is the greatest player in the city,

the state,

probably the whole country!

I've seen better players down south.

In Mississippi?

Sure!

They got nothing in Mississippi

otherwise you wouldn't have come up here.

Charlie told me that Mississippi's a lynching state.

He says that down there a nigga ain't worth nothing.

Them people down there soon kill ya as look at you.

Now what you gotta say about that?

My daddy says this place ain't no better than Mississippi!

Here they don't string you up,

but they don't let you sit near 'em either.

Now what you got to say to that?

Watch Fred.

Open man, open man!

♪ In the heat of the night hear the bump of the ball

♪ On the floor of the court on the sides of the hall

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He is going to school not looking to fight

♪ Not a neighborhood fool got no gun or a knife

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's a man with a plan

♪ Who's got a basketball in his hand

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's a dream to his mom he's a man to his pop

♪ He's an idol to kids and he loves soda pop

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread ♪

Fred, Mr. Fred, Mr. Fred, oh Mr. Fred.

Cornbread wants a root beer and he bought one for us too.

He don't drink root beer!

What?

I've been watching him, man.

He drinks orange, and grape,

and once in a while Coke, but never no root beer.

You don't know what you're talking about.

I know lots of things you don't know, man.

You don't know nothing!

All right, all right, don't blow your little stacks.

Look here now, let me show you something.

Mr. Fred, don't start.

Come on, pick a card.

We gotta get Cornbread his drink!

Yeah.

Pick a card, pick a card.

Pick a card, come on.

Now take a look at it.

Remember it?

Sure, the two of spades.

You ain't supposed to tell me.

Well you askin'!

Ah, never mind, give me the money.

Orange.

Root beer!

Orange!

Root beer!

Root beer!

Fine, now shut up.

Where would you be if I wasn't

here to settle your argument?

Wait right there.

Okay Earl, you pick a card.

Five of diamond.

You're not supposed to tell me!

All right, wise guys, all right.

Now you like orange, and you both like root beer, right?

You bring these to Cornbread.

Whichever he chooses, you split the other.

Okay, bye Mr. Fred!

Bye Mr. Fred!

Bye boys.

Off to college in two weeks, huh Leona?

Honey I'm going to miss that boy.

It's going to be so lonely without him.

Yeah, even the bouncing basketball

at five am in the morning?

Yeah, I know what you're saying Sarah.

It won't be long though before it will be Wilford.

That child is certainly growing up, isn't he?

You know he really admires your Nathaniel.

Anything your son tries, my son is bound to copy, even--

Is this your son?

Yes.

I'm Mel Patterson, the manager, and I found him with this.

Mama, mama, you said I could have it over there, remember?

Some candy?

I don't understand.

Mr. Patterson, I was just ringing it up

with the rest of Mrs. Robinson's stuff.

Okay.

Old 15 cent candy bar.

Oh but it doesn't matter whether it's

15 cents or a million dollars, it's stealing!

Don't cry, mama.

I won't do it again.

I promise I'll never do it again.

It's okay, Wilford.

You're a good boy.

I know.

You're a real good boy.

It's the Welfare lady, mama.

Oh lord, not at a time like this.

Wilford, you go in and wash up.

Well Sarah, how have you been?

Fine, Mrs. Parsons, I didn't expect you here today.

I would have tidied up a little bit.

Well, don't worry about that.

But there is a reason why I made a special trip over here

'cause there is something I want to find out.

Why haven't we had your regular medical report?

I'll tell you why, because you didn't take the time

to bother to go down to the clinic

for your regular medical checkup.

Look Sarah, you and I both know

that the only reason the department

sends you those checks each and every month

is because of your supposed heart condition.

Yes, I understand that.

And if it wasn't for that heart condition,

we wouldn't even consider paying the

state's money to a healthy girl like you.

You understand?

You do understand?

Yes I do.

See, if I could hold a job I really would.

The minute they find out that there's any nonsense

in your medical report you can be

quite certain that your checks are gonna stop.

Well I'll go down to the clinic.

Good, well that settles that.

Everything else okay?

Yeah.

How is little Wilford?

He's fine.

He's not getting into any trouble, is he?

No, Wilford?

Well, I know how difficult it is

raising a child without a father.

But, it's your duty to keep little

Wilford from evil companions.

Evil companions!

I still can't believe she said that!

But she did!

Evil companions!

Where did they find that Welfare lady?

Down there with the evil companions!

See you later.

All right, peace.

Goodnight now, goodnight.

Night.

Goodnight, Sarah!

Bye.

That's enough.

You sure you're feeling all right, huh?

Yeah, I feel fine.

My heart feels much better now.

You didn't have none of this dancing anyway.

What do you expect me to do?

Sit back there and twiddle my thumbs

while you carry on with Edna?

Ah, what was I supposed to do?

She just dragged me on the floor.

I didn't see you putting up any fight.

Hey, hey.

Hey hey.

Oh ho.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute, I was only jiving.

You know me better than that!

Maybe you were jiving, but I ain't too sure about Edna.

Are you jealous?

Baby.

Baby if we moved in together

you could keep a closer eye on me.

Charlie, you talking about getting married again?

Nope.

Talking about moving in.

Welfare would love that.

All right, I'm talking about getting married!

Well then who's gonna pay the rent?

Well who do you think?

I will!

I mean, I can find a better job.

It's not like I ain't been trying.

I know you been trying, Charlie.

Yeah, but it ain't good enough for you.

What you're saying is I ain't good enough for you, right?

Come on now, Charlie.

You're getting so heavy.

Well sure.

This, this is a heavy time.

I feel it, sometimes.

It's like the whole city is just sitting on your shoulders.

Hey, but you got the light touch.

Man.

If your toes could only dance like your fingers.

What they doing here?

Watching TV.

Hi boys.

Hi mom.

Hi Mrs. Robinson.

What are they doing here?

You know I don't like Wilford

here alone when I'm out late.

So I asked Earl to spend the night with him.

Come on, now get 'em out of here.

You must be joking.

I ain't joking, this was supposed to be our night!

Now Charlie, cool it!

Now don't spoil it, I had a fine evening.

It's the best I've had in a long time.

Come on, come on.

Come on, Earl.

Let's go get some cookies.

Uh-uh, no, you stay there.

I'll go get some--

They don't stay there.

We gonna use the bedroom anyway.

No we ain't.

Oh, well then let 'em go in the bedroom,

we'll use the sofa, huh?

Oh, come on Sarah, what is it?

Not tonight, Charlie.

I'm not in the mood for TV.

Television?

Ah, what is wrong with you?

Are you sick?

Charlie, I think it's getting a little late for everyone.

You're throwing me out?

I ain't throwing you nowhere, you live upstairs.

Oh, come on mama.

Charlie.

Charlie!

Why don't you make up your mind, huh?

Mean it's Charlie this, Charlie that,

Charlie go, Charlie stay!

What do you want me to do?

Just shake your hand and smile

and go upstairs and spend the night

all by myself in that rotten bed?

Hey wait a minute--

Well you've got another thing coming!

No no, Wil!

You're hitting it too flat with your hands.

Let me show you.

Okay, you got to keep it out on your fingers, see?

Like this.

Here, you try.

Like that, Cornbread?

Yeah, that's better.

Okay, it's me and you, one on one.

Keep your back to me and guard the ball with your body.

And your right hand out, so I don't get it.

I, I can't get it Cornbread, not like that.

Oh yes you can, Wil.

Can I shoot?

Sure!

Okay you face the basket and you be in balance.

You get the ball, and you put it on your fingertips.

And make sure it feels good and take your time.

Okay, it's on your fingertips, and you

hold it high and let it fly!

Hey!

That's it, we'll end the lesson.

I'll see you in the locker room in a few minutes.

Come on Wil, get going!

Mr. Wilson's gonna be here any minute.

I think you guys better split.

The hell with Mr. Wilson.

What'd you do with them pills, man?

What pills, stud?

Come on, man.

You know what we talking about.

The stuff that was in the locker.

I flushed it down the toilet.

You what?

Hey man, that dope was worth a lot of bread!

I told your friends not

to bring that stuff in here!

Nah, you don't tell us nothing superstar.

Your time has come.

Look, I ain't got time--

Hey!

What's going on?

You okay?

The kid was telling me you were in some kind of trouble.

My cousin.

Well what kind of trouble?

It's all over, Mr. Wilson.

Thank you.

We sure don't want anything to happen to you, Nathaniel.

Ain't nothing going to happen to me, Mr. Wilson.

That college needs me too bad.

2A36, 2A36.

2A36.

Ambulance, gunshot victim.

5525 West Elm, see them in.

2A36, roger.

Hey, that's back in this block.

Come on kids, I'll buy you a pop!

This guy comes busting out of there carrying a gun.

Almost knocks me down, then he turns and run up them stairs,

and I wasn't about to follow him.

Describe him to me.

Can't, too dark out here.

Was he, uh,

was he black?

'Course he was.

Wasn't that dark out here.

Anything else?

Yeah, he was big.

Mighty big.

She's shot, she's hurt pretty

bad too, but she's breathing.

I'm going after him.

Okay, I'll wait for the ambulance, then I'll follow you.

Hey John, heads up out there man, all right?

Hey hey hey hey, this ain't no playground.

Cash customers only, come on son, go home.

Come on, pop, it's raining outside!

I know it is, son, it's good for ya.

Wash some of that schoolyard dust off your neck.

Come on, move out, I mean it.

I ain't running no free store.

Come on boys, let's go home.

Let's go home, come on son.

You cheater!

You can't do what you done, Wilford.

No you can't!

No you can't, no you can't!

Man, dig those threads.

- Yeah. - Mhmm.

All courtesy of that great big policy wheel

spinning up there in the sky.

Your pie must be soaking wet today, One-Eye.

Mm, you passing up a good thing, Cornbread.

Running for me will pay you more than

running up and down on a wooden floor.

Ahh, wait a minute, One-Eye, lay off him.

He's leaving for college in two weeks.

First boy from this neighborhood

to make something out of himself.

Hold on, there.

I mean something legal.

If the good lord didn't believe in numbers,

he would not have invented the wheel.

Halt!

Police!

Nathaniel, you must live on that stuff!

Hard to believe orange soda

can make a kid grow eight feet tall.

Thanks, Cornbread.

Yeah, thanks.

I better get on home.

It's raining too hard, son.

Yeah you drown out there.

He's so quick, he can run between the rain drops.

He's the quickest there is.

Oh yeah?

He is!

Ain't you the quickest, Cornbread?

Quick enough.

I bet you could make it home

from here in about ten seconds flat.

Ah.

No, not that fast little cousin.

Maybe,

in this rain,

I could make it in 25 seconds.

No way, you'll never do it.

I bet he could!

I bet he couldn't.

Hm, what you got to bet, little man?

Bet him a bottle of pop.

Is that a deal?

That's a deal.

Okay Mr. J. one more orange for when I get home.

How we gon' time you, Cornbread?

I got the watch.

No, no, no, no, nothing on you runs straight.

We'll use mine.

Jesus, Larry!

Do you see him?

Nah.

Where the hell did he go?

Listen John, be careful.

This one's kind of a nut.

Know what I mean?

Okay, everybody outside.

Get back in the apartment!

Get back in the apartment!

Hey, he's over here!

Are you ready?

Yeah!

Okay here I go!

And a one!

And a two!

And a three, and a four!

Come on Cornbread, go!

And a six, and a seven.

He'll never make it!

Halt, police officer!

And a 13, and a 14.

And a 19!

There he is!

Halt, police!

Cornbread!

Come back here, boys.

Cornbread!

You get in the store and stay there.

Cornbread, Cornbread!

Cornbread, Cornbread, come on man, get up!

He's dead.

No, no, he isn't, come on Cornbread!

Get up!

Phone it in, Larry.

Right.

Cornbread.

Come on kid, you can't do that.

You killed Cornbread!

He's dead!

They killed him and he wasn't doing nothing!

They think that boy was shoot and killed.

He was just running home and they killed him!

Ain't no damn good.

Hey kid, keep it quiet.

You killed him!

Dirty pigs!

Come on, break it up, break it up!

They killed Cornbread!

He wasn't doing nothing, and they killed him!

They shot him down like a dog.

They murdered him!

Move it back, stay clear!

Pull it back.

They shot Cornbread!

They killed Cornbread!

They shot him!

Move it back.

Hey you, move it, get off that.

They murdered him, they shot him!

Somebody did it!

2A36 requesting assistance.

415 loop 743 Marigold--

Wilford!

Wilford?

Wilford!

You all right?

Are you all right?

Are you hurt, answer me!

They killed Cornbread.

You're crazy, we got to get out of here.

Everybody's crazy.

They did mama, it's true.

No, no, no, they ain't killed...

Oh my god.

Why?

Why you done do this to us?

Is that your son?

I'm sorry.

But is that Nathaniel Hamilton?

Sign here please.

Can uh...

Can we have him now?

Street ain't never been this clean before.

They think they can wipe out Cornbread that easily.

Mama, I don't think I'll play

basketball as long as I live.

Yes you will, too.

Not today.

Someday soon.

They murdered him, mama.

They killed him.

They're not gonna kill you.

Who's gonna stop 'em?

You and me.

Cornbread didn't make it, but we're gonna work real hard.

We're gonna get you out of here.

I'm afraid I still don't understand

precisely what it is you expect of me.

The police killed our boy.

Yes, I know.

Can't nothing be done about that?

According to the newspapers he assaulted

a woman and very nearly killed her.

It's a lie.

Our son ain't commit no crime.

Well then why did he run from the police?

He wasn't running from the police.

He was at the candy store drinking a soda.

He was running home in the rain.

And they shot him in the back.

And he had nothing to do with the crime?

Nothing.

Well they say the victim is unable

to identify her assailant.

Well I wish she could, Mr. Blackwell

because if she could she would tell you it was not our son.

Well then you want me to bring an action

against the city for wrongful death.

Well, you see, if the police shot and killed

your son without just cause,

you can sue the city and collect damages.

We don't want money.

We want our son's name cleared.

We don't want nobody going around

and saying that our son was a criminal.

We want the police to admit that they did something wrong.

I'm afraid you won't get them to admit anything.

You'll have to prove it in a courtroom.

Then we go to court.

Perhaps you ought to think this over for a few days.

First there'll be an inquest.

Then you'll file your civil suit.

The procedures will be expensive and very difficult.

Excuse me.

Yes?

Tell him I'll call back.

And hold all calls, please.

Thank you.

I'm sorry for the interruption.

The city has received a lot of bad publicity in this matter.

You can expect the district attorney,

the coroner, and the police department to

close ranks and try to protect each other.

You'll have to find witnesses.

We got witnesses.

You'd be surprised how strangely people behave

when they have to testify in a legal matter.

There will be pressure brought to bear in a lot of places.

What's this?

That's a plane ticket.

I'm afraid I don't understand.

Mr. Blackwell.

Our son was a fine athlete.

A lot of colleges offered him scholarships

and he had finally decided which school he wanted to go to.

This morning we were supposed to drive him

to the airport so he could fly down to school.

That's his plane ticket.

We'll cash it in and bring you

the money as part of your fee.

Mrs. Hamilton.

You don't have to do that.

That's the way we want it, Mr. Blackwell.

My goodness, you can see the whole world from up here.

Come on now, Wilford, you can't

see nothing staring at your lap.

Ain't nothing I wanna see.

Look, look, look over there.

That must be our street, Wilford.

Wilford, won't you at least look?

Okay, I'm looking.

You shouldn't be here, Ben.

Look I know that, but I told the Hamiltons

that you and I grew up next door to each other.

By the time I was ten years old you were--

And I was sure you were a straight cop.

Are you still planning to be a teacher?

Yeah, six years of night school.

I should get my credential in January

then we'll see what happens.

I mean, not a lawyer, Ben, but I

do the best I can.

I admire you for sticking with it.

What do you want, Ben?

I'm hoping you can tell me

something about the Hamilton case.

We filed a complete report with the division, right?

And then the interns send copies to homicide,

the DA's office, and internal affairs,

which I'm sure you've read.

Now as long as Golich and I testify to what's

in that report, exactly what's in that report,

we got no problems.

The city will back us 100%.

Now we change one word Ben, and we got troubles.

And you know that man, so I don't

know what you're talking about.

There must be more to this thing

than what's in that report.

Well you're talking to the wrong guy.

Talk to Golich.

He's all uptight about this mess.

But not you.

No, not me.

I know we shot the right guy.

Well, how come Golich doesn't know it?

Well, he knows it.

But those newspapers you know?

They kind of confused him.

I mean they got headlines like "Mistaken Identity"

and "Good Family, Good Kid, Police Brutality."

You've heard it all before, Ben.

Officer Golich has a conscience.

Well he can afford one, he's white.

White, black, green, red.

I wonder if you know all about the kid.

You mean that he was an athlete, right?

Big time hero, right?

Good guy.

Had a scholarship.

Everybody's darling.

Shit, Ben, he just never got caught before.

What if I told you I have witnesses?

Now I'm not drawing any conclusions.

Witnesses have told me that Cornbread

couldn't have committed any crime.

They actually saw him drinking a

bottle of pop at a grocery store at the time.

So that, that means I'm lying right?

Oh for Christ sakes, Larry, I'm sure

you did what you thought was right.

Maybe I'd have done the same thing.

Oh would you, Ben?

Would you, you and your Brooks Brothers lawyer suit?

Now wait a minute, where did you think I got this?

In law school?

14 years old, right in front of the house

on the street where you lived.

Well it looks like to me you healed up real well, Ben.

But I am still on those same funky streets day after day

trying to deal with them maniacs, man,

and let me tell you something.

Those cats are after me with more than just a safety razor.

Yeah, don't give me that poor cop

on the beat big city lawyer shit.

Well then don't give me that old buddy

from the neighborhood crap, man.

This is me, Ben, this is Larry!

Now you could not wait to get your

black ass out of that neighborhood.

Don't jive me, man.

You know I'm beginning to understand.

You spent six years getting ready to educate the natives.

And now they turn around and clobber the great missionary.

No they're not natives, Ben.

They're savages.

And I am the keeper of the savages,

and I keep them all together

so they'll chop each other up and not

maybe go into your neighborhood, Ben,

and chop up the

good people.

For a guy who's only doing his duty,

you're mighty worked up.

Now you listen to me.

You ever stop to think why those

people beat you on the head?

Because they've seen cops gun down

people before and never made a move.

Why this time?

Why?

'Cause Cornbread was a good kid

and because they know he never did

anything to earn a bullet in the heart.

You, you talk about teaching, teaching.

Are you gonna tell those kids they're nothing but savages?

No Ben, you'll tell 'em.

Because people like you tell them

that every day of their lives.

If that's how you feel,

a decent, honest guy like yourself,

what chance have they got?

Same chance everybody's got.

Now I am tired, Ben.

So just, get out.

I'll be damned.

I don't know why, but I always

liked the Ferris wheel the best.

You know mama, I keep talking about Cornbread,

and you keep talking about something else.

Now, we gonna have to talk about Cornbread sooner or later.

That's all we've been doing for days now.

Thinking about Cornbread, talking about Cornbread.

But it ain't doing us no good.

No matter what we do, we can't bring him back.

Cornbread could've hit 50 straight.

What about the Looper?

We'll go on that?

Nah.

I come to the carnival once with Cornbread.

He didn't like the Looper.

Cornbread's not here, you and I are.

Yeah, I know.

Cornbread ain't here.

Tell me why.

Mama, can we go home now?

Why don't we go on the Cyclone?

I like that ride.

Come on.

This ain't good for you, mama.

Sure it is, it keeps me young.

Gee mama, you sure look weird.

You don't look so hot yourself.

Oh my, oh no!

Simmons and Kelly, downtown.

Downtown?

Usually see the fellas from the station out here.

We hear you been doing a lot of

talking to a lot of people, huh?

Oh you mean about the Hamilton kid?

The one they shot?

We understand Blackwell wants you for a witness, right?

Sure, why not?

I saw those cops gun down that kid.

You saw it, huh?

That's strange.

How could you see it when you were so busy?

Busy?

Man I wasn't busy.

Why don't you give us a couple of bottles of soda, huh?

Sure.

On the house.

Let's see now.

What kind?

Marijuana?

I hear all you colored store owners

keep a supply for the school kids.

Wow, when the judge gets hold

of the guy that's doing this, whoo.

What was that you were saying about the shooting?

Hey man, I thought I was at the store,

maybe you guys, no, it's just like he said.

I was back here working, I was busy.

I don't know nothing, just like I said all the time.

I knew all the time that kid was a wrongdoer.

I don't know nothing, honest, I don't know nothing!

I'll just keep these for you for a while.

We don't want to see you again, huh?

Hey man, how you going to see me again?

You ain't even see me the first time yet!

You dirty bastards!

You redneck sons of bitches!

Goddamn dirty, rotten...

Mr. Johnson?

Yeah son?

Why don't you all want me to tell the truth.

It's not that we don't want you to tell the truth.

We just don't want you to say anything right now.

That's not telling a lie, is it?

Yes it is.

What did you say?

Well.

Mama says that if you see something wrong

and you don't say nothing about it,

well that's just the same as telling a lie.

Right mama?

And I don't tell no lies, do I mama?

All right.

Now I've been trying to be easy with you folks.

Now I'm the precinct captain,

and behind me is the whole damn city.

Now if you want to take on a whole city you go right ahead.

Sergeant Danaher is waiting to question Wilford

and he'd better get the right answers.

You hear me?

He'd better get the right answers.

'Cause if he doesn't, you can

forget about your Welfare check.

You wouldn't do that.

Oh, I'm finally getting through to you, huh?

You just remember that, Sarah Robinson.

You let this smartass kid of yours talk too much

and you'll be off Welfare like that.

Okay kid.

Now.

What do you know about this thing?

Nathaniel Hamilton, Cornbread,

whatever you people call him.

What do I know, sir?

Yeah, did you see him the day he was shot?

Yes sir.

What do you mean you saw him?

That ain't the right answer.

Well I saw him.

Geez, what's the matter with you people?

Didn't you listen to what Johnson said?

All right, well don't let that kid give me any trouble.

We don't want any trouble.

Okay kid.

Let's take it from the beginning.

As far as I get it, you don't know nothing

at all about this whole thing.

He didn't say that.

I'm talking to him.

You don't know nothing, right?

You didn't see nothing.

Did you?

Take your hands off him.

You didn't see nothing at all, did you?

Take your hands off him!

Shut up.

I will not shut up!

Ah!

I said shut up, goddamn it!

Anymore of this crap, I'm gonna run both of you in.

Come back here!

Charlie, Charlie, there's a man beating my mama!

I'm scared Charlie!

Charlie, help!

Listen, you can answer me, chief!

Hold it, damn it, hold on!

What's wrong with you?

You better put that away before

you get yourself in trouble.

You better let this kid alone

or you're gonna be in trouble.

Now get over there, move!

I'm a police officer.

Charlie, that man beat up my mama.

Sarah, Sarah, Sarah!

You gotta, Sarah!

You dirty mother!

Charlie, you got to get out of here.

He'll be back, Charlie.

They're gonna beat you bad.

She's right, man, here.

Take this, hide it somewhere, anywhere.

Listen, boy.

You see how you messing up everybody's life?

You see how much trouble you causing?

Well if they hurt your mama, I'mma come

back and get her and take your tail in!

I appreciate that, Mr. Blackwell.

Thank you.

He said he'd do what he can.

Well does he understand about that

policeman hitting Sarah and Wilford?

Of course.

Where is Wilford?

Oh he was just here a little while ago.

Probably just went out to play.

Play?

He wouldn't play at a time like this.

Leona, he's run away.

Oh no.

No, no, no, Wilford is a smart child.

He wouldn't do a thing like that, now you know that.

He's run away!

Oh no, no, come here, oh come on now.

Now, oh, Sarah, you,

you're sad.

I knew I was putting too much pressure on him.

He's only 12 years old.

You're getting yourself all upset over nothing, Sarah.

He's right.

What if that policeman finds him?

He'll beat that child.

Ain't no policeman, even a white one

gonna beat a 12-year-old boy.

Yeah, but.

He heard what Charlie said.

He thinks he's making trouble for me

that's why he run away, I know him.

I know.

You're taking it--

Sorry.

Don't worry about it!

Now everything's going to be fine.

What the hell?

Aren't you the Robinson boy, Wilford?

Yes sir.

That's the card I gave your mother.

And I suppose the guys in the garage

told you where my car was.

You don't miss a thing, do you?

No sir.

Mr. Hamilton called.

He told me what happened to you and your mother.

I'm heading for the police station

to try and straighten it out.

Hold it, hold it now!

Now look.

Close the door.

Now just relax.

Cops aren't going to make any

trouble for you while I'm around, okay?

Your mama didn't send you to me.

So she doesn't know where you are.

We better go call her.

I want to talk to you first.

Okay, we'll sit right here and talk.

Well you see, I'm the one that started the whole trouble

'cause if I hadn't of told Mr. Hamilton

that I seen them shoot Cornbread,

then he wouldn't have gone to you.

You did the right thing.

Yeah, but now they're gonna take off the Welfare.

Policeman comes and beats up on me and mama,

and then Charlie says that I'm the one

that's causing all the trouble and splits.

So what's the answer, Wilford?

I'm gonna run away then I don't have to lie

and they can't take mama off the Welfare, see?

Yeah I see, but,

you run away and your mama's gonna be plenty worried.

Yeah, that's where you come in.

Me?

Yeah, you find me a safe place to hide.

Then I'd be lying instead of you.

And I know you wouldn't want to make me into a liar.

I still can't understand where you found him.

Oh, he came to me.

Wilford came to my office to see

how he could help the situation.

I really can't thank you enough.

Oh it's no trouble.

It's all settled now.

I couldn't tell you on the phone,

but I made a deal with the police.

They won't prosecute you and Charlie

and we won't press charges against Sergeant Danaher.

You something else, Mr. Blackwell.

Wilford gave the police his statement while we were there.

I'm sure they won't bother you again.

I'm so very grateful.

Come on, Wilford.

You got to go get your pajamas.

Okay mama.

Put your pajamas on.

There's no reason Charlie can't come home now.

Charlie doesn't live here, he lives upstairs.

Oh.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

Oh no thanks, it's been a hard day.

But maybe we can do it another time?

I'll hold you to that, Mr. Blackwell.

Mrs. Robins--

Sarah.

You have an extraordinary son.

I have to think you're a very special kind of woman.

Say goodnight to Wilford for me.

You like Mr. Blackwell, mama.

Don't you?

I like him too.

You was ready to run away, weren't you?

Yes mama.

You thought by doing that you would make my life easier?

Wilford, there is nothing in my life

more important to me than you.

Ain't nobody gonna scare us away.

We ain't got much, but we do have our self respect

and now they trying to take that away.

They figure because I'm on the Welfare,

they can get me to keep you quiet.

But I'm not gonna do that.

I'm gonna ask you to do what

you think is right, whatever that is.

Do you understand me?

I think so, mama.

This inquest will please come to order.

This is a hearing concerning the death

of one Nathaniel Hamilton.

Let's have a member of the family step forward

and check out the family history.

The boy's age at the time of his death.

18.

And the boy's means of livelihood?

Student.

You mean he was unemployed.

Now Mr. Coroner, the young man

worked part time at a recreation center.

But he was enrolled in college,

and due to begin classes within two weeks.

The boy was not in school at the time, counsel,

therefore he was unemployed.

Well, with all due respect the fact remains

that Nathaniel Hamilton had graduated from

high school, and was about to begin college.

All right, counsel.

Well I don't suppose that there's

anything else that we need to know.

That's all.

There's a $27 inquest fee but if you

sign this waiver you won't have to pay it.

Do you mean to tell me they're going to

make her pay for them killing her son?

Next they're going to ask her to

pay the cops for their bullets.

You really don't have to pay it, you know.

That's right, Mrs. Hamilton.

Why don't you sign the waiver?

This isn't my idea, you know,

but the legislature won't abolish the fee.

That's all, thank you Mrs. Hamilton.

You can go back to your seat now.

I'm sorry.

Very sorry.

Thank you.

Our people made a very thorough investigation.

In the first place, our informants tell us

Nathaniel Hamilton was a member

of a gang that robbed a number of people

and was guilty of many acts of violence.

Sergeant, just describe the incident.

Yes sir.

Officers Golich and Atkins answered a call

and found the victim unconscious from a gunshot wound.

Officer Golich followed the assailant up

on a roof and down the fire escape.

Officer Golich called out that he was a policeman

but the suspect continued down the fire escape.

Then Atkins and Golich together

followed him through a building

and out into the areaway.

They again told him to stop, but he did not.

They didn't shoot because they could not see him clearly.

Then, he ran into the street.

Go on.

The officers followed him.

He had a shiny object in his hand

which they thought to be a gun.

The officers then ran out into the street so

they could avoid shooting innocent people.

Continue, continue.

The officers gave a last warning

and when the suspect didn't stop,

they shot and killed him.

Thank you officer.

All right counsel, you got any questions?

For your indulgence.

You told us that in chasing the suspect,

the officers lost sight of him on one or more occasions.

Yeah, but just briefly.

Briefly.

But they did lose sight of him.

So the person they shot may not

have been the person they were chasing.

Well this guy was running and they told him to halt.

What about the garbage truck?

What garbage truck?

Wasn't there a garbage truck on the street

and wasn't it making so much noise

that no one could possibly have heard the officers,

even if they did, as you say, tell anyone to halt?

I don't know nothing about a garbage truck.

All right, the policemen are in the street

and they see someone running.

Is that right?

Yes sir.

And they thought he had a gun.

The shiny object.

What kind of a day was it, Sergeant?

Rain.

Light or heavy?

Pretty heavy.

And dark, it was dark, wasn't it?

Yeah.

And on this dark day with heavy rain,

the officers saw a shiny object

in the hands of someone running in the opposite direction?

Is that your testimony?

Officer, did you ever find the so-called weapon?

No.

Did anyone, anyone tell you they definitely saw a weapon?

Well the officer said they

thought he had a gun.

Did any other witness tell you what

Nathaniel Hamilton had in his hand

at the time of the shooting?

Little kid said he had a bottle of pop.

A pop bottle?

Is that what he said?

That's right.

It was orange pop, wasn't it?

I don't remember the flavor.

Check your report.

If you say it was orange pop, it was orange pop.

Well it's not what I say, it's what you say.

You're under oath.

You have the statement of the witness, check it.

I don't have the statement.

Oh come now, this is the most important witness.

Surely you have his statement?

I...

Just can't find it in the records.

Mr. Coroner, this is an offense

that amounts to criminal negligence.

What are they trying to hide?

Take it easy, counsel.

If the statement's been lost, it's just been lost.

The witness is here, he can tell his story anyway.

For all the good the investigating officer's done,

I'm surprised he didn't lose himself.

That's all.

I don't want to waste the Coroner's time

with a liar.

Yes sir, 13 years with the sanitation department.

13 years?

Mr. Watkins, you testify that you were

driving your truck on the day in question.

And that you actually worked the street

on which the incident took place.

Is that right?

Yes sir.

Now then, did you see the shooting?

No sir.

Wait a minute, we know the policemen

ran into the street and fired their

guns right in front of you.

Are you trying to tell me you didn't see them?

Well, I just wasn't looking out.

What were you doing?

As a matter of fact, I was reading my daily report.

Your daily report?

My daily report.

You were so conscientious that you

studied this report and kept studying it

while all hell was breaking loose around you?

I just wasn't, you know, I didn't see nothing.

What did you hear?

Nothing.

The garbage machine was making

so much noise I couldn't hear anything.

Well, that helps.

It does?

Okay Mr. Watkins, you didn't see anything

and you didn't hear anything, and if I'm to judge

by what's gone on before, you aren't going to say anything.

That's right.

You watch Mr. Fred, you just watch him, huh?

Watch him tell him.

Now, Mr. Jenkins, will you tell us

in your own words what you know of this case?

I don't know nothing.

Oh, Mr. Fred.

Earl, you hear that?

That's wrong, Mr. Fred.

Shh.

You didn't see this?

No I didn't see it.

How could I?

I was busy working in my store.

Was the Hamilton boy in your store before the shooting?

No.

He wasn't in my store.

Wasn't nobody in my store.

Wait, how can you say that?

Quiet out there.

That's right, Mr. Fred, you lying!

You're lying.

Fred, you're sitting up there and you're lying!

Now just a minute.

What'd they do to you, Fred?

They beat you up?

20 years we been friends and now you do this to me!

You sit down or I'm going to have

you removed from this room.

I never hurt you, Fred!

Cornbread never hurt you!

He just trusted and believed in y--

Marshall, remove that man.

Me, Leona, and Cornbread.

We've always done what's right,

so then they go and kill my boy

for drinking a bottle of soda and running down the street.

That's what they killed him for!

Sam, I know you're upset, but--

Move along now.

Let's not get excited here.

You tell me not to get excited?

You killed my boy!

You and him!

What'd he do that you'd up and shoot him so fast?

Look, Mr. Hamilton, I--

Would you have shot him if he was white?

I'm talking to you!

Would you have killed him if he was a white boy?

Sam!

Sam.

I'll take him out--

Hold it!

It was his son, Mr. Coroner.

I think he ought to be allowed to stay.

Sergeant Danaher, who's your next witness?

I guess that would be the boy, Earl Carter.

Judge, your honor, this here is my boy Earl

and I brought him here today.

Would you sit down?

But Mr. Judge.

Judge, your honor--

One more word, and I'll have you thrown out.

Now I don't want to hear any more outbreaks from anybody!

That should be pretty clear.

All right boy, come on up here.

Now, son.

Before I swear you in, do you go to school?

Do you know the difference between

telling the truth and a lie?

I, I--

Come on Earl, man!

Come on, don't be afraid.

Can't you talk?

Just a minute, Mr. Coroner.

You're frightening the boy.

Maybe if you didn't shout at him.

Now now, counsel, if he's telling us the truth

he hasn't got anything to be afraid of,

but if he is lying to us then he ought to be frightened.

Now, are you gonna answer me or not?

Just come on, Earl.

Say something!

Judge, your honor, when he was a real little boy

and got scared, he used to do the same thing.

I thought I told you to sit down.

But that's my son.

And he don't know nothing.

There's no need in asking him

because he ain't going to say nothing.

I told the police.

He don't know nothing about nothing.

Well why didn't you just say so.

Sergeant, did you get a statement from this boy?

No sir.

He wouldn't say a single word.

I'm not surprised, you probably

tried to shake his brains loose!

Mr. Coroner, the counsel's insulting me

and the whole police department.

All right, all right!

I'm sick of these arguments.

Counsel, I don't know where you find

your witnesses, but this is the third one

we've had up here who doesn't know anything about this case!

Mr. Coroner, these witnesses were intimidated.

If they were allowed to testify freely,

they would have told you that

Nathaniel Hamilton was at that grocery store.

It's the same old story, Mr. Coroner.

The administration coverup.

Counsel, don't make charges you can't prove.

Mr. Coroner, we don't think

this shooting was done maliciously.

We believe it was an accident.

A case of mistaken identity.

But the police won't have it that way.

I don't know why they're afraid of the truth.

I wish you would stick to the facts.

You did see them shoot Cornbread, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Never mind, Mr. Coroner.

I don't want to hurt this child any more

than he's been hurt already.

They've got no case.

Will Wilford Robinson please come forward?

They got to him, too.

Wilford Robinson?

Wilford.

Yes, mama?

You want to do what's right, and I want you to.

So I want you to be a man.

You be a man right now, and from now on

no matter what happens, you'll be

a man for the rest of your natural life.

Wilford Robinson?

Well is he here or not?

Now, did you know this boy Nathaniel Hamilton?

Yes sir.

I knew Cornbread all my life, ever

since I was a real little guy.

On the date in question, did you see this occurrence?

Yes sir.

Where were you?

In front of the store.

Which store?

Mr. Fred's store.

All right, Wilford.

Now you go ahead in your own words

and you tell us what you know.

Why don't you start at the beginning

and tell us everything you know.

Well, it all started when me and Earl

was watching Cornbread and the

other big guys play basketball.

Then it started to rain.

And then we all ran down to Mr. Fred's store.

Mr. Fred, he was mad at having all those kids in his store,

so he began yelling and pretty soon

it was just Cornbread, me, and Earl.

And then, Cornbread bought us each a pop

and you know, he was always good to us.

Then he bought one for himself,

and then One-Eye came in.

I beg your pardon, did you say One-Eye?

Yes sir, everybody out there knows One-Eye.

I see.

Come on, son.

Well, then Cornbread said that he had to get moving,

so he bought another pop for himself to drink at home.

And then we said that he ought

to wait until it stopped raining.

But he said no, that he had to get on home.

Then,

me and Earl, we got to arguing,

we's always arguing,

as to how fast Cornbread could run home.

And I said maybe ten seconds.

And Cornbread laughed and said no, about 45 seconds.

And then we made sort of a bet.

And then me and Earl and Mr. Fred

and One-Eye went out under the awning with Cornbread.

Cornbread took off with his basketball under one arm,

and his orange pop in the other hand.

Boy, you should have seen how he ran.

When Cornbread ran,

didn't even look like he was moving.

He could sure run.

And boy was he moving.

And then me and Earl, we gets to counting

while Cornbread's running, you know?

And a one, and a two.

And Cornbread's pumping away, and it's raining,

and Cornbread's racing down the block,

and then those two cops, they runned into the street.

And it looks like they yelled something,

but I couldn't tell what it was

'cause there was that garbage truck grinding away.

Anyhow, those two guys they had

out their guns and they shoot.

And they shoot Cornbread.

Then he was dead.

They killed Cornbread and he wasn't doing nothing.

All he was doing was he was just going home.

I don't know who's lying, but somebody is.

Kid's gotta be lying.

Counsel, do you have any questions?

Just one.

Wilford.

Hm?

Do you know anything about Cornbread belonging to a gang?

No sir.

He didn't belong to no gang.

Didn't have to.

Besides, he was always playing basketball.

Sometimes at night, when it was quiet,

I could hear the bamming and bamming of

that basketball right up against that backboard.

And I knew it was Cornbread,

'cause it couldn't be nobody else.

Yep, and that bam bam bam put me right to sleep.

No sir.

He didn't belong in no gangs, not Cornbread.

It took a lot of courage for you

to come here this afternoon.

I'm proud of you, son.

Thank you.

Officers Golich and Atkins.

Yes sir?

You were both there and you both

fired at the deceased, is that right?

Yes sir.

Okay, well one of you can testify for the two of you.

Officer Atkins.

Let's have you up here.

It's late and I don't want to waste any more time.

Now you heard the testimony of the investigating officer.

Yes sir I did.

Do you concur with his testimony?

Well sir, I...

Officer, I'm waiting for an answer.

Larry!

Don't.

Rotten bastards, why don't they get it over with?

Well you see sir, what we wrote in that report is correct.

We were pursuing the suspect,

and we did utilize standard police procedures.

Officer, you're trying my patience.

There's no need to repeat to me

what's already in the report.

Yes sir, I understand that.

Now I've been listening to the testimony here today,

especially the testimony

of that little boy.

And I have to say that

I think he's telling the truth.

Just a minute, Atkins.

Officer, you realize what you're saying?

Yes sir, I do.

I realize that what I am saying is that

if that kid is telling the truth,

and I think that he is,

then God forgive us because

we must have shot the wrong man.

There must be some mistake, Mr. Coroner.

This officer has signed a statement.

We have it on file in our records.

I've heard enough.

This hearing is closed.

Thank you.

It was a privilege to represent you.

You aren't gonna believe that crap,

are you Mr. Coroner?

You've had it, Sergeant.

The next person they're going to be investigating is you.

Hey you lousy bastard!

20 years on the force, you think I'm

gonna let a chickenshit cop screw me up, huh?

Hey look out, Danaher.

Lay off!

You lousy bastard!

Look, I don't want to hurt you, man.

Why didn't you do something, Golich?

Let's get the hell out of here.

Hey Earl, come on over!

Come on, shoot some baskets with me.

You mean you ain't mad?

Heck no I ain't mad!

After all, we blood brothers, ain't we?

Yeah.

Here, take a shot.

Oh no, Earl, that's not the way.

Let me show you what Cornbread showed me, okay?

Okay.

Now, Cornbread said that you

gotta hold the ball on your fingertips.

Yeah?

Nice and light.

Yeah.

Now, when you know you got the touch,

and you got the feel,

you let it fly!

Okay.

Yeah, that's it, Earl!

Great, fantastic, you got it, you got it!

♪ In the heat of the night hear the bump of the ball

♪ On the floor of the court on the sides of the hall

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's a man made of steel with no sucker to buy

♪ Was a giant in his field not a trick for One-Eye

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's a man with a plan

♪ He's got a basketball in his hand

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's a man with a plan

♪ He got the whole word in his hand

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He is going to school not looking to fight

♪ Not a neighborhood fool got no gun or a knife

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's a dream to his moms he's a man to his pops

♪ He's an idol to kids and he loves soda pop

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's a man with a plan

♪ He's got a basketball in his hand

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ To the kids on the block to his friends and his foes

♪ He's not timid or shy and you know that he knows

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ Like the mist in a foam like the yeast in a roll

♪ He's alive he ain't dead he's a soul to the bread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ Oh he's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ Life is so precious do the best that you can

♪ Keep your hands on the ball and the open man

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread Cornbread

♪ He's Cornbread ♪