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We waited for hours, Jim!

You could've telephoned.

I can only say I'm sorry. I just don't have rabbits on my mind.

You know what I think?

You care more about John Kennedy than your own family.

All day the kids asked, "Where's Daddy?" What should I tell them?

I don't know!

The truth! I'm doing my job to make sure they grow up...

...in a country where justice won't be a vanished idea in history books...

...like dinosaurs or Atlantis.

It doesn't replace a husband or a father on Easter Sunday.

It's going to get worse!

I beat you again, you must give me a raise.

Who can you brag to?

Who killed President Kennedy? Was there a conspiracy here?

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

Clear the door! Watch out! Move!

Congratulations. You're Page One.

Ain't nice, it says, we've spent over $8,000 on unexplained investigative expenses...

...since November, 1966.

Goddamn!

They went to the public records, got vouchers we requested for withdrawals.

Shaw got them on our tail.

It could have been Ferrie, Martin, Andrews, any of them.

Or they talked to Ruby 'cause of they're on our asses for a measly $8,000.

They're hunting the news, it's their business.

You'd think they'd understand what were doing.

Getting angry doesn't accomplish a damn thing.

Son of a bitch.

This changes everything now.

What do you mean?

Either we pull out now or we go through heavy flak together.

Bear in mind, this may affect the rest of your careers, your lives.

Any one who wants to pull out now...

...I assure you there will be no ill feelings and I will reassign you to regular duties.

There it is then, thank you.

It means a great deal to me.

I'm giving this office $6,000 from my National Guard savings account.

So we can continue.

I'll make speeches where I can and make additional money.

What shall I tell them? Their piling up outside the door.

They want a statement. The phones are going crazy.

I won't confirm, deny nor discuss, Sharon.

Goodbye, ladies and gentlemen.

I'm going home to get a decent day's work done.

Mr. Garrison's own silence on the subject has raised some interesting questions.

With taxpayer money, has he uncovered valuable new evidence?

Or is he merely saving the information to gain exposure at a national level?

Mr. Garrison should have some explanation.

Did your office plant that garbage in the paper?

- Who is this? - You know damn well.

- Dave? - You got it. Listen.

You're the only straight-shooter there.

I want an answer! Did you plant it?

Do you think we're nuts? It's been a zoo since that broke.

Reporters everywhere. Do you think we want that?

Somebody planted that fucking story!

I'm one of fucking Garrison's suspects. I can't go home!

The maggots are everywhere! Do you know what you've done to me?

Calm down.

From here on...

...l'm a fucking dead man!

You weren't even mentioned in the story.

Meet me in the lobby of the Fontainebleau in 20 minutes.

I guarantee the boss will protect you. He likes you. He likes your mind.

I just don't know who to trust anymore.

I suppose I could use a pot of hot coffee and a few packs of Luckys.

Anything new?

Who are you scared of?

Everybody. The Agency, mob, Cubans.

Follow the Cubans.

Check them out. Here, in Miami. Dallas.

Check out Eladio del Valle.

He was my paymaster when I flew missions into Cuba.

You're on the right track. Don't write this down!

I ain't cooperating with no one!

There's a death warrant for me! Don't you get it?

Damn! Wait a minute!

You ain't bugged, are you? Son of a bitch, Lou!

Are you?

I play square. No bugs.

I'd love you to go on the record, but I'm in no hurry.

I haven't slept since that article.

- Why'd you get me involved? - Did we involve you? Or did Shaw?

Cocksucking faggot. He got me by the balls.

- What do you mean? - Photographs, compromising stuff.

He'll use them, too.

Agency plays for keeps.

Oswald was in my Civil Air Patrol unit. I taught him everything.

He was a wannabe. No one liked him. Thought he was a snitch.

But I treated him good.

He wanted his kid to grow up with a chance.

What's this? What's going on?

Don't let him in.

No one's coming in here.

Black. Give it to me.

Black. My neck is killing me.

I've had cancer for years. Been working with mice to find a cure.

Did you work for the CIA?

You sound like it's a remote experience in ancient history.

You don't leave the Agency.

- Once you're in, they got you for life. - And Shaw?

Shaw's an untouchable. Highest clearance.

Shaw, Oswald, the Cubans, all Agency.

Ruby?

Jack was a pimp. A bagman for the Dallas mob.

Ran guns to Castro when he was on our side.

Castro was almost with us till we tried to whack him.

Everybody keeps flipping sides.

It's fun and games.

- How do the mob figure in this? - They're Agency too.

The CIA and the Mafia worked together for years trying to whack out the beard.

There's more to this than you could dream!

Check out something called "Operation Mongoose."

Government, Pentagon stuff. They're in charge.

But who pulls whose chain? Who knows?

"Oh, what a deadly web we weave when we practice to deceive."

Who killed the President?

Why don't you fucking stop it? Shit!

This is too big for you, you know that?

Who did the President? Fuck! It's a mystery.

It's a mystery wrapped in a riddle inside an enigma!

The shooters don't even know! Don't you get it?

Fuck, man! I can't keep talking like this!

They'll fucking kill me!

I'll fucking die!

Son of a bitch!

It's all right.

I don't know what happened.

Fuck!

All I wanted in the world...

...was to be a Catholic priest.

Live in a monastery.

Pray. Serve God.

I had...

...one terrible fucking weakness.

And they defrocked me!

Then I started to lose everything.

You'll be okay, Dave.

Just talk to us on the record. We'll protect you.

They'll get to you too.

They'll destroy you.

They're untouchable.

I'm so fucking exhausted, I can't see straight.

Early for Mardi Gras, isn't it?

Paris Match, the largest magazine in France.

Literaturnaya Gazeta from Moscow.

Victoria Taylor, Private Eye.

You know who shot the President? Mr. Garrison is too busy...

They're putting the heat on David Ferrie.

If we wait, he won't hold on.

He keeps changing his story. We can't call him to a grand jury.

He'll keep deteriorating. We'll get more out of him when he cracks.

If we call him in now he might freeze up, we'll lose our best shot.

He can't go down any further. We must protect him full time.

I know what you're going through with Ferrie.

We'll talk tomorrow. I have to catch a plane to Washington.

A lead says he's closely connected to these events...

...but he won't come here.

I'm onto Ferrie's Cuban paymaster, Eladio del Valle.

I need more men. I got to get him in.

I can't pull the teams to watch Ferrie. I promised him!

This is our case!

I got something to show you.

I think you'll find it interesting.

This was found in your office.

The conference room is bugged, maybe the phones. We have to debug the place.

Bugging the DA's office. This is outrageous!

Believe what you want, but we must be more careful.

All these new volunteers!

You handle it, okay? I don't have time for this nonsense.

Well, we obviously got the bastards worried now.

I'm coming to Washington!

Dave Ferrie's dead.

Found his body in his apartment two hours ago.

What's it look like?

I don't see any violence. Heart attack, maybe an aneurysm. Natural causes.

This is addressed to no one and no signature.

"To leave this life is for me a sweet prospect.

"I find nothing in it that is desirable...

"...and, on the other hand, everything that is loathsome."

It goes on and on.

"Daily we are propagandized more and more by the rising crime wave."

Seems pretty flowery for Dave Ferrie.

Proloid.

I took it once for a low thyroid condition.

It raises the metabolism.

Ferrie strike you as the kind of person with a low metabolism?

Hardly, I'd say the opposite. Maybe hypertension.

Ferrie was the only one to express any kind of remorse about the whole thing.

I think it got him killed.

More bad news from Miami.

Ferrie's friend, Eladio del Valle, was found...

...hacked to death with a machete in his car.

He was tortured, shot point-blank in the heart, his skull split open with an ax.

Ain't that the devil's piss!

Found another note. Same thing. No name. No signature.

"When you receive this, I'll be quite dead, so no answer is possible.

- "I offered you love, I got kicked." - Must've pressed to come up with that.

What if a man with hypertension were to take an entire bottle of Proloid?

He'd die quickly. A heart storm or a ruptured blood vessel in the brain.

Can you ascertain if there's Proloid in his system?

Not with a routine autopsy.

But there may be a high level of iodine in the spinal fluid.

But it's difficult to know. What're you thinking?

It doesn't make sense. Would a man afraid of dying...

...kill himself in a way that leaves no trace?

And leave two unsigned suicide notes?

If it's a suicide, I've seen weirder.

The fact is, he's gone. And so is our case.

Unless we go for Shaw now.

With whose testimony? O'Keefe, a male prostitute?

Jack Martin, a drunk? Vernon Bundy, a dope fiend?

Shaw's got respect. Newspaper editors, American Bar Association.

- I agree. We don't have the goods. - We wait, Shaw will get whacked!

How many corpses do you need to figure out what's going on?

Watch your mouth! Ferrie did this himself.

Where're you going?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

Frank, you're wasting your time here.

Big Jim gave strict orders. No FBI.

It's you I want to talk to.

Boss'd fry me in hog fat if he knew I talked to you.

Boss's got a problem. Real serious.

- We know what's going on at your office. - I guess you do.

You got nothing. I'm a friend. You're riding on the Titanic.

Time to jump off before you get destroyed, too.

Enough!

We're talking about your career. You're young.

You're working the Castro thing.

- No, I'm not. - You are.

We know Oswald didn't pull that trigger. Castro did.

If it comes out, there'll be a war.

Millions of people will die. That's more important than Jim Garrison.

Look at me when I talk to you! You're too selfish!

Shut up!

If you got a brain in your thick skull, listen to me. Listen real hard.

Get in the car.

Garrison?

Yes.

Glad you came.

Sorry about the precautions.

I just hope it was worth my while, Mr...?

I could give you a false name, but I won't. Call me "X."

I've already been warned by the Agency, so, if this is another threat...

I'm not with the Agency, Mr. Garrison.

If you've come this far, what I have to say interests you.

I won't name names or tell you who or what I represent.

Except to say you're close.

Closer than you think.

Everything I'll say is classified top secret.

I was a soldier, Mr. Garrison. Two wars.

A secret Pentagon guy, supplying the hardware:

Planes, bullets, rifles...

...for what we call "Black Operations."

Black Ops. Assassinations. Coups d'騁at...

...rigging elections, propaganda, psych warfare.

In World War II, I was in Romania, Greece, Yugoslavia.

I helped evacuate part of Nazi intelligence at the end of the war.

And we used those guys against the Communists.

In Italy, '48, we stole the elections.

France '49, we broke the strikes.

Overthrew Quirino in the Philippines, Arbenz in Guatemala...

...Mossadegh in Iran. We were in Vietnam in '54...

...Indonesia, '58, Tibet, '59.

Got the Dalai Lama out. We were good.

Very good.

Then we got into the Cuban thing. Not so good.

Set up an invasion to take place in October, '62.

Khrushchev sent missiles to resist. Kennedy didn't invade.

We just had our dicks in the wind.

A lot of pissed-off people, Mr. Garrison.

Understand?

I'll come to that later.

So, 1963...

I spent much of September of '63...

...working on the Kennedy plan to get all US personnel...

...out of Vietnam by the end of 1965.

One of the strongest plans issued by the Kennedy White House...

...National Security Memo 263...

...ordered home the first 1,000 troops.

But in November, a week after the murder of Vietnamese President Diem...

...and two weeks before Kennedy's assassination...

...a strange thing happened to me.

Is Dave in there?

You wanted to see me, General?

I do, indeed.

You're going to the South Pole.

I am?

Dr. Mooney's got the details.

Check with him. Have a nice vacation.

I was sent by my superior, we'll call him "Y"...

...I was sent by General Y to the South Pole...

...as military escort for a group of international VIPs.

I was on my way back, in New Zealand...

...when the President was killed.

Oswald was charged at 7:00 p.m., Dallas time...

...with Tippit's murder. That's 2:00 p.m. The next day in New Zealand.

But already their papers had the entire history...

...of this unknown, 24-year-old Oswald.

Studio picture, detailed biography, Russian information...

...and were sure that he killed the President alone...

...although it took them four more hours to charge him with that crime in Dallas.

It felt to me as if...

...a cover story was being put out.

Like we would in a Black Op.

After I came back...

...I asked myself, why was I, the chief of Special Ops...

...sent to the South Pole to do a job...

...many others could have done?

I wondered if it could've been because...

...a routine duty, if I'd been in Washington...

...would've been to order additional security in Texas.

I checked it out and found that someone...

...told the 112th Military Intelligence Group at Fort Sam Houston...

...to stand down that day, over the protests of Colonel Reich.

I believe it's a mistake.

It's standard procedure, especially in a known hostile city like Dallas...

...to supplement the Secret Service.

Even if we hadn't let him ride with the bubble-top off...

...we would've put 100 to 200 agents on the sidewalk without question.

A month before, in Dallas, UN Ambassador Adlai Stevenson was spit on and hit.

There had been attempts on De Gaulle's life in France.

We'd have arrived days ahead, studied the route...

...checked all buildings.

Never would've allowed open windows overlooking Dealey.

Our own snipers would've covered the area.

If a window went up, they'd have been on the radio!

We'd be watching the crowd: Packages, rolled-up newspapers, coats.

Never would've let a man open an umbrella.

Never would've let the car slow down to ten miles an hour.

Or take that unusual curve at Houston and Elm.

You'd have felt an Army presence in the streets that day.

But none of this happened. It violated our most basic protection codes.

And it is the best indication of a massive plot in Dallas.

Who could have best done this?

Black Ops. People in my business. My superior might call Col. Reich and say:

"We have another unit coming for security. You'll stand down."

That day, some Army intelligence people were in Dallas.

I don't know who or why.

But they weren't protecting clients.

And Oswald. Army Intell had a Lee Harvey Oswald on file.

Those files have been destroyed.

Many strange things were happening. Oswald had nothing to do with them.

The entire Cabinet was in the Far East.

A third of a combat division was returning from Germany...

...in the air above the United States, at the time of the shooting.

At 12:34 p.m., the Washington telephone system went out for an hour.

On the plane back to Washington...

...word was radioed from the Situations Room...

...to Johnson that there was one assassin. Sound like coincidences to you?

Not for one moment.

The Cabinet was out of the way.

Troops for riot control were in the air.

Telephones were out to stop the wrong stories from spreading.

Nothing was left to chance.

He could not be allowed to escape alive.

Things were never the same after that.

Vietnam started for real. There was an air of...

...make-believe in the Pentagon and CIA.

Those of us in Secret Ops knew the Warren Commission was fiction.

But there was something...

...deeper.

Uglier.

I knew Allen Dulles well. I often briefed him in his house.

But why was he appointed to investigate Kennedy's death? The man who fired him.

Dulles, by the way, was General Y's benefactor.

I got out in '64.

Resigned my commission.

I never realized Kennedy was so dangerous to the establishment.

Is that why?

That's the real question, isn't it? Why?

The how and the who is just scenery for the public.

Oswald, Ruby, Cuba, the Mafia...

...keeps them guessing, like a game.

Prevents them from asking the most important question: Why?

Why was Kennedy killed? Who benefited?

Who has the power to cover it up? Who?

In 1961...

...right after the Bay of Pigs, very few people know this...

...I participated in drawing up National Security Action Memos 55, 56, 57.

These are documents classified top secret.

In them, Kennedy told Gen. Lemnitzer, chairman of the Joint Chiefs...

...that from here on, the Joint Chiefs would be wholly responsible...

...for all covert paramilitary action in peacetime.

This ended the reign of the CIA.

Splintered it into 1,000 pieces, as JFK promised he would.

And now he was ordering the military...

...to help him do it. Unprecedented!

I can't tell you the shock waves this sent along the corridors of power.

This and the firing of Allen Dulles...

...Richard Bissell and Gen. Charles Cabell.

All were sacred cows in Intell since World War II.

They got some very upset people.

Kennedy's directives weren't implemented because of...

...bureaucratic resistance.

But one of the results was...

...the Cuban operation was turned over to my department...

...as Operation Mongoose.

Mongoose was pure Black Ops.

It was secretly based at Miami University...

...which has the largest domestic CIA station...

...budgeted annually for hundreds of millions of dollars.

Three hundred agents, 7,000 select Cubans.

Fifty fake business fronts to launder money.

They waged a non-stop war against Castro.

Industrial sabotage, crop burning, etc.

All under the control of General Y.

He took the rules of covert warfare he'd used abroad...

...and brought them to this country.

Now he had the people, the equipment, the bases...

...and the motivation.

Don't underestimate the budget cuts that Kennedy called for in March of 1963.

Nearly 52 military installations in 25 states.

Twenty-one overseas bases.

Big money.

You know how many helicopters have been lost in Vietnam?

Nearly 3,000 so far.

Who makes them? Bell Helicopter. Who owns Bell?

Bell was nearly bankrupt when First National Bank of Boston asked the CIA...

...to use the helicopter in Indochina. How about the F-111 fighter?

General Dynamics of Fort Worth, Texas. Who owns that?

Find out the defense budget since the war began. $75 going on $100 billion.

Nearly $200 billion will be spent before it's over.

In 1949, it was $10 billion.

No war... no money.

The organizing principle of any society, Mr. Garrison...

...is for war.

The authority of the state over its people resides in its war powers.

Kennedy wanted to end the Cold War in his second term.

He wanted to call off the moon race and cooperate with the Soviets.

He signed a treaty to ban nuclear testing.

He refused to invade Cuba in 1962.

He set out to withdraw from Vietnam.

But all that ended on the 22nd of November, 1963.

Since 1961, they knew Kennedy was not going to war in Southeast Asia.

Like Caesar, he is surrounded by enemies.

Something's underway, but it has no face. Yet, everybody in the loop knows.

Forget about combat troops.

He told McNamara he would pull out the goddamn advisors!

He fucked us in Laos and now he will fuck us in Vietnam!

He can't afford to implement it before the election.

I hear the NSC meeting was a real barn burner.

I wouldn't have missed it for the world. Heads will roll. Hear about Lemnitzer?

What?

Kennedy rubbed Lem's nose in shit.

Said if we didn't go into Cuba, which was so close...

...why go into Vietnam which is so far away?

There he goes again.

Got his hand on the chicken switch.

Lem said that the Chiefs still think we should go into Cuba.

Money's at stake.

Big money. $100 billion.

Kennedy bred voting districts for defense dollars.

He gave TFX fighter contracts only to those counties that will matter in '64.

The people in the loop fight back. Their way.

We have to control the intelligence from Saigon.

We just don't let McNamara stick his nose in this thing!

Every time he goes over to Saigon for a fact-finding mission...

...he comes back and scares the shit out of Kennedy!

Now I want Max Taylor on him night and day...

...like a fly on shit.

You control McNamara, you control Kennedy.

I think it started like that.

In the wind.

Defense contractors, oil bankers. Just conversation.

A call is made. Maybe to someone like my superior officer General Y.

We're going. We need your help.

When?

In the fall. Probably in the South.

- We want you to come up with a plan. - I can do that.

Everything is cellularized.

No one said, "He must die." No vote. Nothing's on paper.

There's no one to blame.

It's as old as the crucifixion.

Or the military firing squad.

Five bullets, one blank. No one's guilty.

Everybody in the power structure...

...has a plausible deniability.

No compromising connections except at the most secret point.

But it must succeed.

No matter how many die or how much it costs...

...the perpetrators must be on the winning side...

...and never subject to prosecution for anything by anyone.

That is a coup d'騁at.

Kennedy announces the Texas trip in September.

At that moment, second Oswalds pop up all over Dallas...

...where they have the mayor and the cops in their pocket.

General Y flies in the assassins.

Maybe from the special camp we keep near Athens, Greece.

Pros.

Maybe be locals, Cubans, Mafia hire. Separate teams.

Does it matter who shot...

...from what rooftop?

Part of the scenery.

I keep thinking about that Tuesday...

...the 26th of November.

The day after they buried Kennedy.

Gentlemen, I am not going to let Vietnam go like China did.

I'm committed...

...not to take our soldiers out of there till they know we mean business in Asia.

Lyndon Johnson signs National Security Memo 273...

...which reverses Kennedy's withdrawal policy...

...and approves covert action against North Vietnam...

...provoking the Gulf of Tonkin incident.

Just get me elected, I'll give you the damn war.

In that document...

...lay the Vietnam War.

I can't believe they killed him because he wanted to change things.

- In our time, in our country! - They've done it throughout history.

Kings are killed. Politics is power, nothing more!

Don't take my word for it. Do your own thinking.

The size of this is...

...beyond me.

Testify.

- Me? - Testify.

No chance in hell.

No, I'd be arrested and gagged. Maybe sent to an institution.

Maybe worse. You too.

I can give you the background. You find the foreground, the little things.

Dig, you're the only one to bring a trial in Kennedy's murder.

That's important. It's historic.

I haven't yet.

I don't have much of a case.

You don't have a choice anymore.

You're a significant threat to the national security structure.

They'd have killed you already, but there's light on you.

So they'll destroy your credibility.

They already have in many circles.

Be honest.

Your only chance is to come up with a case. Something. Anything.

Make arrests. Stir the shitstorm.

Hope to start...

...a chain reaction of people coming forward.

Then the government will crack.

Fundamentally, people are suckers for the truth.

And the truth is on your side, bubba.

I just hope you get a break.

JOHN FITZGERALD KENNED Y - 1917-1963

Mr. Shaw?

You are under arrest for conspiracy...

...and entering into agreement with others for the purpose of murdering...

...President John F. Kennedy.

We have a warrant to search the premises.

It's my duty to inform you...

...you have the right to remain silent.

Name?

Clay La Verne Shaw.

Address?

1313 Dauphine Street, New Orleans.

Ever use any aliases?

Clay Bertrand.

Mr. Clark, are you aware of the charges filed by District Attorney Garrison?

Yes, Mr. Shaw was included in our investigation.

No connection was found at all.

If the FBI did investigate him, why is his name not mentioned...

...in the entire 26 volumes of the Warren Report...

...even if it is to clear his name?

I doubt this Attorney General would qualify for my staff.

Mr. Garrison has presented absolutely nothing publicly...

...which would contradict our findings.

I know of no fact which would refute...

...the Commission's conclusion...

...that Lee Oswald was the lone killer.

I congratulate Mr. Shaw. Most defendants must wait for trial...

...before they produce sacred cows like a Chief Justice...

...as a character witness...

...who is not under oath and therefore free from perjury.

Even if it's partly true...

...you realize you're damaging the credibility of the country?

Is a government worth preserving when it lies to the people?

It's become a dangerous country...

...when you cannot trust anyone. When you cannot tell the truth.

I say let justice be done, though the heavens fall!

SPECIAL REPORT

The JFK Conspiracy: The Case of Jim Garrison.

- Honey, this is about you. - After an investigation in New Orleans...

...reporters have learned...

...that District Attorney Jim Garrison and his staff...

...have intimidated, bribed and even drugged witnesses...

...to attempt to prove a conspiracy involving businessman Clay Shaw...

...in the murder of John F. Kennedy.

John Chancler was a cellmate of Willie O'Keefe's at Angola.

He said he'd be cut loose if he copped to the DA's office.

I sent him up for burglary.

And there's his old buddy Miguel Torres.

We sent him up too.

They wanted me to say Shaw was Bertrand. They'd get me a pardon.

Janet Williams comments on Willie O'Keefe's...

...descriptions of having met Oswald.

Was he a homosexual?

Not the Lee I knew. Absolutely not.

Mr. O'Keefe must have seen someone he thought was Lee Oswald.

I didn't talk to nobody. I was on drugs at the hospital.

I told the FBI that call was a figment of my imagination.

I think he's quite ill, mentally.

With one half of his mind, he is able to fabricate evidence...

...then he convinces the other half that the fabrication is the truth.

Don't worry. There's only 20 or 30 million people watching this tonight.

My reputation's all right with the people watching Laugh In.

Has he ignored the Mafia connections to this conspiracy...

...because he's indebted to the mob?

The more one looks at Jim Garrison, the more one finds...

...he has destroyed reputations, spread fear and suspicion, and worst of all...

...exploited this nation's sorrow and doubt.

Jim Garrison has said:

"Let justice be done, though the heavens fall."

He seeks the truth. So do we.

Dr. Martin Luther King's beautiful dream expressed so dramatically...

...during the 1963 march on Washington...

...was shattered tonight in Memphis, Tennessee by an assassin's bullet.

Police think the single shot came from across the street.

They found a Browning automatic rifle, fitted with a marksman's scope.

I'll get it.

Hello, is this Jim Garrison's daughter?

Virginia or Elizabeth?

Virginia, you're a lucky little girl.

Your daddy's entered you in a beauty contest. Like to be in one?

I don't know.

My God! What have they done?

It's lynching time.

That sounds fun.

You get out of school at 3:00?

Who are you talking to?

That's all I need to know.

Mommy, I'm going to be in a beauty contest.

Who is this? Who is this?

Did you enter Virginia in a beauty contest?

A man called and asked her height, her weight...

Some crackpot. Martin Luther King was killed.

Her life's been threatened!

A crank making calls. Happens a dozen times a day at the office.

Our home! A kidnapper, a murderer!

Only cowards make crank calls.

Nothing will happen.

You don't know what goes on here anymore! You're busy making speeches!

Getting every crazed Klansman after us!

I'm taking the kids and I'm leaving! I can't stand it anymore!

- The government wants us scared. - You and your government!

They want everybody too scared to speak out. They count on it.

- There's nothing to fear! - Don't you have feelings?

Your own daughter!

What kind of a man are you?

I'll take them to my mother's. You spend a week.

I'll change the locks, the phones. I'll get a bodyguard.

Get a hold of yourself!

Before this Kennedy thing, your children mattered most.

The other night you didn't even notice Jasper.

He came to me bawling his eyes out.

I promise I'll make more time for Jasper.

Is it such a chore?

Goddamn it! If I said I'll spend more time with him, I will!

I cannot fight you and the whole world too!

I'm not fighting you! I'm trying to reach you.

- You've changed. - Of course I've changed!

My eyes have opened.

And what once looked normal seems insane.

And now King. Don't you think this has something to do with that?

Can't you see?

I don't want to see, goddamn it! I'm tired. I've had enough!

You're ruining this man Shaw's life because he's a homosexual.

That's not why!

Did you ever once stop to consider his feelings?

You don't believe me?

- I don't know! - You never believed me?

I just want to raise our children and live a normal life.

I want my life back!

So do I, goddamn it!