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♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT
♪ I'’VE GOT TROUBLES WALL TO WALL ♪
♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT
♪ YEAH
♪ MUST BE AN ENDING TO IT ALL ♪
♪ OH
♪ BUT HOLD ON
♪ IT WON'’T BE LONG ♪
♪ JUST YOU BE STRONG
♪ AND IT'’LL BE ALL RIGHT ♪
♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT
♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT ♪
IT'’S A MATTER OF HISTORY, GENTLEMEN.
YOU EITHER CHANGE WITH THE TIMES,
OR YOU'’RE LEFT IN THE COLD.
I GUESS WHILE WE'’RE STANDING IN THE COLD,
YOU'’LL RUN 178 INJECTION MOLDS
ALL BY YOUR LONESOME, HUH?
HOW WILL YOU EXPLAIN THIS TO MR. BYRNES?
I DON'’T HAVE TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING
TO HIM OR ANYONE.
I'’M RUNNING THIS PLANT.
WELL, I'’LL TELL YOU SOMETHING.
I RUN THIS UNION,
AND I SAY NO GIVEBACKS,
NO RULES CHANGES,
NO CONCESSIONS.
COME ON, RED. WE'’RE NOT MAKING ROCKET ENGINES.
THERE'’S NOT ANYBODY ON THAT FLOOR I COULDN'’T REPLACE.
MR. BRITTEN,
IF YOU BRING IN SCABS, GOD HELP YOU,
BECAUSE I WON'’T BE ABLE TO.
WELL, I'’LL DO WHATEVER'’S NECESSARY.
IF YOUR MEN WANT TO WORK HERE,
THEY'’RE GOING TO WORK HERE ON MY TERMS,
AND I'’M NOT SAYING IT AGAIN.
[FACTORY WHISTLE BLOWS]
O.K., BOYS. SHUT THEM DOWN.
WE'’RE GOING OUT.
[FACTORY WHISTLE BLOWING]
MMM-MMM. OH, YEAH. OH, YEAH.
NOW, HOW ABOUT THIS ONE?
IT'’S NOT TOO FANCY,
BUT WITH A DEFINITE SENSE OF STYLE.
BUBBA!
I MEAN IT, CHIEF.
YOU'’D LOOK TERRIFIC.
DISTINGUISHED POLICE LUMINARY
VISITS CHARITY FUNCTIONS.
CALL HIM AND RENT ONE NOW
WHILE THERE'’S TIME FOR ALTERATIONS.
BUBBA, DID I HEAR THE HORN JUST NOW
AT THE THAIL RIVER PLANT?
DOES IT MEAN WHAT I THINK?
YEAH. UNION JUST WALKED.
OH, LORD, LORD, LORD.
YOU BETTER TAKE JAMISON.
GET OUT THERE RIGHT AWAY.
CAHILL PROBABLY HAS HIS PICKETS ON THE LINE ALREADY.
YES, SIR. COME ON, LONNIE.
CHIEF.
WHAT'’S GOING ON?
I KNOW UP IN PHILADELPHIA,
YOU HAVE A STRIKE A WEEK,
BUT WHEN WE HAVE ONE DOWN HERE
AT THAT PLANT,
PEOPLE GET KILLED.
ON STRIKE! SHUT IT DOWN!
ON STRIKE! SHUT IT DOWN!
GET OUT OF HERE!
ON STRIKE! SHUT IT DOWN!
ON STRIKE! SHUT IT DOWN!
GO HOME, BUBBA!
ON STRIKE! SHUT IT DOWN!
TOP OF THE MORNING.
IT AIN'’T MORNING. IT'’S 3:00 IN THE AFTERNOON.
JUST AN OLD IRISH EXPRESSION OF GOOD WILL.
SPEAKING OF GOOD WILL,
CHIEF'’S COUNTING ON YOU
TO KEEP YOUR BOYS PEACEFUL.
I'’LL DO MY BEST,
PROVIDING HIS LORDSHIP, MR. WADE BRITTEN,
DON'’T BRING IN NO SCABS.
I DOUBT HE'’S THAT DUMB.
YOU'’D HOPE SO.
SEE, BUBBA, WE'’RE LAWFUL, HARD-WORKING PEOPLE,
BUT WHEN YOU'’RE FEELING THAT YOUR JOB'’S AT STAKE
OR SOMEBODY'’S TRYING TO TAKE FOOD FROM YOUR FAMILY'’S MOUTHS,
THAT COULD MAKE A MAN MAD ENOUGH TO KILL.
GOOD AFTERNOON, SAM.
AFTERNOON, BILL.
GOT AN EXTRA GUN IN MY CAR.
SAM, YOU COULD HEAR THAT HORN
FROM THE MILL, RIGHT?
I HEARD IT.
THEN YOU KNOW THEY'’RE ON STRIKE.
I DON'’T RUN THAT PLACE ANYMORE.
YOU SURE ENOUGH OWN IT.
I WAS 35 YEARS OLD
WHEN DADDY PASSED IT TO ME.
FAMILY TRADITION--
THREE GENERATIONS.
EXCEPT THE PROBLEM IS I NEVER HAD A SON,
CHILD OF ANY KIND.
I HAD TO CHOOSE SOMEONE,
HAD TO GO TO THE OUTSIDE.
WADE BRITTEN'’S A GOOD MAN.
HE'’S AGGRESSIVE,
GOT DEGREES COMING OUT OF HIS BACK POCKET.
HE'’S A NORTHERN BOY, BUT NOBODY'’S PERFECT.
HE'’S PART OF A NEW BREED
TAKING THIS COUNTRY INTO THE 21st CENTURY.
HE'’S TAKING THIS MILL RIGHT INTO A STRIKE
AFTER ONLY THREE MONTHS OF MANAGING IT.
I HATE TO SEE THAT HAPPEN.
LAST TIME IT HAPPENED,
SOME PEOPLE GOT KILLED,
OTHER PEOPLE GOT HURT.
REALLY BAD FOR THE TOWN,
BUT YOUR MR. BRITTEN WASN'’T HERE TO SEE THAT.
I PICKED HIM
BECAUSE THE PLANT NEEDS TO BE MODERNIZED.
I PICKED HIM. I LIKE HIM. I'’M BACKING HIM.
THAT'’S ALL I'’M GOING TO SAY.
I EXPECT YOU'’LL HAVE MORE TO SAY IN TIME, SAM.
I THINK YOU'’LL REGRET IT.
ALTHEA.
ALTHEA.
HONEY, I CAN HEAR YOU.
NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I DO THIS,
IT'’S IMPOSSIBLE TO GET THIS LITTLE TINY BUTTON
THROUGH THIS LITTLE HOLE.
OH, DAMN.
WHY DO THEY MAKE THESE THINGS LIKE THIS?
THAT'’S TO REDUCE EVEN THE MOST POWERFUL HUSBANDS
INTO HELPLESS, GROVELING CREATURES
WHO HAVE TO BEG FOR HELP FROM THEIR WIVES.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.
LOOK AT THESE THINGS-- CUFF LINKS.
WHAT AN INVENTION.
GOD, THEY SHOULD USE VELCRO.
VIRGIL.
WHAT?
WHAT'’S WRONG?
I'’M TELLING YOU WHAT'’S WRONG.
I'’M JUST HAVING...
YOU'’RE TALKING TO ME,
THE WOMAN WHO CAN SEE THROUGH SMOKE SCREENS.
ALL RIGHT.
YOU'’RE RIGHT.
I GUESS I'’M... FEELING FUNNY
ABOUT GOING TO THIS COUNTRY CLUB TONIGHT.
FUNNY AS IN JOKE, OR FUNNY QUEASY?
YEAH.
FUNNY QUEASY.
FUNNY AS IN...
THESE RICH WHITE FOLKS DON'’T WANT US THERE.
WELL, SOME PROBABLY DON'’T, BUT SOME DO.
WHY DOES THE CHIEF WANT US TO GO?
HE KNOWS IT'’S GOING TO BE A CRASHING BORE.
BUT I HATE BIG PARTIES LIKE THIS.
I HATE THEM.
VIRGIL, SO DO I.
SO DO OTHER PEOPLE-- EVEN WHITE PEOPLE.
THEY'’LL BE JUST AS BORED AS WE ARE.
PROBABLY SO BORED THAT THEY WON'’T KNOW WHETHER WE'’RE THERE OR NOT.
OH, YEAH, AND THIS.
TYING A BOW TIE IS EASY.
VIRGIL.
YEAH. ALL RIGHT.
[GRUMBLING]
WHICH ONE GOES WHERE?
YOU SIMPLY GET A CLIP-ON
AND TELL THEM YOU TIED IT YOURSELF.
I'’M BEGINNING TO SEE WHY THE CHIEF DIDN'’T WANT TO COME.
OH, LORD!
WELL, HOW ABOUT SOME MORE KUDZU PUNCH?
SOMEONE WILL HEAR YOU.
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'’T LEAVE WITHOUT ME.
PLEASE?
YES!
O.K.
HORS D'’OEUVRES?
NO, THANKS.
HUSBAND TAKE OFF ON YOU?
EXCUSE ME?
YOUR MAN. ALL MEN EVER DO AT PARTIES
IS RUN OFF AND TALK BUSINESS.
I'’M DIANNE BRITTEN.
ALTHEA TIBBS.
WE'’VE NEVER MET. HAVE YOU BEEN AROUND LONG?
TOO LONG.
I MEANT SPARTA.
SO DID I.
ALTHEA, TRY THIS. IT'’S REAL DIFFERENT.
IT'’S MADE OUT OF CRUSHED LEMON DROPS.
VIRGIL, I'’D LIKE YOU TO MEET DIANNE BRITTEN.
YOU WOULDN'’T BE...
WADE BRITTEN'’S WIFE? THE MAN OF THE HOUR?
YES, I HAVE TO PLEAD GUILTY.
AM I MISSING SOMETHING?
HER HUSBAND'’S THE NEW MANAGER
AT THAIL RIVER INDUSTRIES.
REALLY?
HI!
WELL...
STILES.
MR. BRITTEN.
YOU THOUGHT ANY MORE ABOUT THAT MATTER I MENTIONED?
ACTUALLY, I'’VE THOUGHT OF LITTLE ELSE.
IT MAKES SENSE TO DO BUSINESS TOGETHER.
YOU KNOW MY FEELINGS.
I'’M INTERESTED IN FUTURE JOBS,
BUT NOT IN PROVIDING SCABS.
WELL, THAT'’S NOT SMART THINKING.
WELL, THAT'’S FINAL.
EXCUSE ME.
CONGRESSMAN STILES.
COUNCILMAN, BUT THANK YOU.
I DO HAVE MY ASPIRATIONS.
VIRGIL.
ALL RIGHT.
I DIDN'’T THINK IT'’D BE FAIR
TO LEAVE YOU ALONE WITH THE BEAUTIFUL WOMEN.
THEN I'’LL SAY HI TO THE MAYOR'’S WIFE.
CARE TO JOIN ME?
SURE. EXCUSE US.
HMM...
INTERESTING WOMAN.
THAT'’S ONE WAY TO PUT IT.
WHAT'’S HER HUSBAND LIKE?
FULL OF HIMSELF.
MAYBE THAT'’S WHAT WE NEED.
HE'’S PLANNING ON EXPANDING THE PLANT
AND WANTS A LIST OF MEN FROM MY DISTRICT.
A LIST?
MEN WHO WOULD BE "QUALIFIED"
FOR THE NEW JOBS HE'’S CREATING.
WHAT ABOUT THE UNION?
VIRGIL, SCREW THE UNION.
IN 25 YEARS, THEY DON'’T HAVE 1 BLACK MEMBER.
HOW DO THEY KNOW THE JOBS WILL EXIST
ONCE THE STRIKE'’S OVER?
MAYBE THE PLANT WILL CLOSE.
MY PEOPLE DON'’T HAVE WORK NOW.
IF BRITTEN GETS WHAT HE WANTS, MAYBE THEY WILL.
I GUESS THAT'’S CALLED "PLAYING PERCENTAGES," HUH?
SPEAK OF THE DEVIL, AND THE DEVIL APPEARS.
VIRGIL TIBBS, WADE BRITTEN.
VIRGIL'’S A BIG HONCHO HERE IN TOWN.
CHIEF OF DETECTIVES ON SPARTA'’S FINEST.
HOW DO YOU DO?
I GUESS I'’LL BE KEEPING YOU PEOPLE BUSY FOR A WHILE.
HOW LONG WILL THE STRIKE LAST?
HARD TO SAY. SIX, SEVEN MONTHS.
OOH! I HOPE NOT.
YEAH, FOR EVERYBODY'’S SAKE.
WELL, LIKE I WAS TELLING MR. STILES HERE.
THE QUICKEST WAY TO BREAK IT
IS TO CROSS THE PICKET LINE.
AS I TOLD MR. BRITTEN, WE WON'’T SCAB.
MY NEW PROGRAM WON'’T WORK
WITHOUT UNION CONCESSIONS.
WE'’LL GET THOSE BY STICKING THIS STRIKE
RIGHT UP THEIR NOSES.
YOU DON'’T THINK I KNEW WHAT YOU DID?
GET OUT OF HERE.
WE HAVEN'’T BEEN GONE ONE DAMN DAY,
AND SCUMBALL'’S MAKING A LIST TO REPLACE US.
THIS LIST ISN'’T FOR REPLACEMENTS.
IT'’S TO FILL NEW JOBS IF THE PLANT EXPANDS.
NOW, SIR...
GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME.
LOOK OUT, LOOK OUT.
COME TAKE OUR JOBS, YOU'’RE DEAD.
YOU HEAR ME, STILES?
YOU AND YOUR SCABS!
YOU ALL RIGHT?
YOU'’RE DEAD! I MEAN IT! DEAD!
NOW, RED,
YOU CAN'’T HIT PEOPLE.
YOU'’LL FORCE ME TO DO SOMETHING I DON'’T WANT TO,
WHICH IS LOCK YOU AWAY IN A CELL.
SHOULD I JUST LET THEM SCABS TAKE OUR JOBS?
NO ONE'’S DOING THAT.
NOBODY'’S CROSSED THE PICKET LINE.
YOU SURE THOSE STILES PEOPLE
AREN'’T GOING TO CROSS THAT LINE?
CHIEF, STILES DOESN'’T WANT THIS TOWN TORN APART
ANY MORE THAN YOU DO.
WELL--OLD RED--
HE'’S JUST KIND OF EXCITABLE.
ADMIT THAT'’S WHAT YOU ARE,
BUT STILL, YOU'’RE THE HEAD OF THE UNION.
YOU'’RE A REASONABLE MAN.
THERE'’S A ROOMFUL OF PEOPLE AT THAT COUNTRY CLUB
WHO DISAGREE WITH YOU.
NOW VIRGIL, YOU AND I AND RED
HAVE GOT TO WORK TOGETHER
TO CONTROL THIS SITUATION.
CHIEF, THE MAN IS...
IF YOU LET HIM GO,
HE'’LL GET BOTH SIDES OF THIS THING
SO WORKED UP
THAT THEY'’LL GO OFF AT THE LEAST SPARK.
RED, I WANT YOUR PROMISE
THAT YOU'’RE GOING TO CONTROL THOSE MEN.
IF THOSE SCABS COME THROUGH,
NOBODY WILL BE ABLE TO CONTROL THEM.
MY MEN WILL FIGHT.
I DON'’T WANT TO HEAR THAT!
I WANT TO HEAR
THAT YOU'’LL KEEP A TIGHT REIN ON THEM.
I'’LL GIVE IT MY BEST.
THAT'’S WHAT I WANT TO HEAR!
GO ON AND DO YOUR BEST!
MR. TIBBS WILL SEND YOU A BILL FOR DRY CLEANING.
SO...A SLAP ON THE WRIST
FOR A POTENTIALLY VIOLENT MAN.
NOW, CHIEF, IS THAT YOUR IDEA
OF PROPER POLICE ETHICS?
VIRGIL, I'’M JUST TRYING
TO KEEP THE WHOLE TOWN FROM BLOWING UP.
THAT'’S MY IDEA OF ETHICS! YEAH.
I SAY WE GO IN NOW. TOMORROW!
WE LOAD OUR PEOPLE ON THEM BUSES...
AND WE DRIVE STRAIGHT THROUGH THAT PICKET LINE.
I SAY WE WAIT UNTIL THE STRIKE'’S OVER.
WHY? WHY ARE WE WAITING?
WE'’RE ON THE VERGE OF A HUGE BREAKTHROUGH.
THINK OF THE TOWN AND THE UNION.
WHAT DO WE CARE
ABOUT A UNION THAT NEVER LET US IN?
AND THE STRIKE COULD LAST SIX MONTHS.
IT'’S BETTER TO WAIT THAN TO START A WAR.
WE'’VE BEEN THROUGH A LOT TOGETHER.
LET'’S NOT BE RASH NOW.
NOW'’S THE TIME FOR PATIENCE.
PATIENCE... THAT'’S PRETTY EASY FOR SOMEBODY LIKE YOU
TO BE TELLING US TO HAVE PATIENCE.
WHY, LOOK AT YOU IN YOUR FANCY TUXEDO...
AND YOUR BIG CAR,
MR. BIG DEAL BUSINESSMAN,
MR. CITY COUNCILMAN.
I GREW UP AS POOR AS ANY MAN HERE.
YOU'’D RATHER SEE OUR PEOPLE UNEMPLOYED
THAN RISK MAKING ENEMIES AT THE COUNTRY CLUB.
IT'’S TIME TO PUT THIS THING IN MY HANDS.
YOUR HANDS? LOOK AT YOU, MAN!
LOOK AT YOU.
READY TO RIGHT ALL THE WRONGS,
MAN THE BARRICADES,
DIE FOR YOUR BELIEFS?
Y'’ALL READY TO DIE?
HEY, LOOK, MAN, I UNDERSTAND WHAT HE'’S SAYING.
I UNDERSTAND HOW HE FEELS.
I USED TO FEEL THAT WAY.
I WANTED EVERYTHING NOW,
LIKE WHENEVER I PLAYED BALL--
TILL COLLEGE, WHEN I FOUND
THERE WERE GUYS BIGGER, BADDER, AND MEANER THAN ME.
THEN WHAT DO YOU DO?
HUH, WHAT THEN, BOBBY?
YOU LEARN A LITTLE TECHNIQUE.
YOU LEARN A LITTLE STYLE.
YOU LEARN WHEN TO MAKE YOUR MOVE, MAN.
THAT TAKES PATIENCE, MAN.
WHAT WE NEED NOW IS PATIENCE.
WHEN THE TIME'’S RIGHT,
I SWEAR TO YOU,
I'’LL BE RIGHT UP FRONT. I'’LL LEAD YOU RIGHT DOWN TO THAT PLANT.
IF ANYTHING HAPPENS, IT WILL HAPPEN TO ME FIRST!
BUT THAT'’S ONLY WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT.
NOW'’S NOT THE TIME, BOBBY.
I'’M IN CHARGE HERE.
DON'’T YOU LOSE SIGHT OF THAT.
♪ THE THRILL IS GONE
♪ THE THRILL IS GONE AWAY ♪
♪ THE THRILL IS GONE, BABY ♪
♪ THE THRILL IS GONE AWAY ♪
♪ YOU KNOW YOU DONE ME WRONG, BABY ♪
♪ AND YOU'’LL BE SORRY SOMEDAY...♪
HEY, BABY, IT'’S ME.
I WON'’T BE ABLE TO MAKE IT OVER TONIGHT.
OH, YOU HEARD?
YEAH, THE UNION WENT ON STRIKE.
YEAH, I KNOW.
I THINK THEY'’RE GOING TO GET REAL UGLY.
I JUST HOPE I CAN KEEP THINGS CALMED DOWN.
I'’LL BE CAREFUL.
I'’LL GET OVER TO SEE YOU REAL SOON.
YOU JUST KEEP IT WARM FOR ME.
BYE, BABES.
MAN, I CANNOT BELIEVE SOMEBODY ACTUALLY SAT DOWN
AND WROTE THIS STUFF. LISTEN TO THIS.
"SUCH PROCEDURE SHALL NOT BE IMPLEMENTED
ON ANY MACADAM PAVEMENT--"
WAIT. MACADAM?
WHAT'’S PAVEMENT GOT TO DO WITH NUTS?
NUTS? WHAT ABOUT NUTS?
MACADAMS-- LITTLE WHITE ROUND NUTS
THAT COME IN BLUE CANS
WITH PICTURES OF PINEAPPLES ON THEM.
THAT'’S CALLED A MACADAMIA NUT.
WHERE IS MACADAMIA ANYWAY?
IT DOESN'’T EXIST ANYMORE.
AT ONE TIME, IT WAS OVER IN EUROPE SOMEPLACE.
YOU'’RE TALKING ABOUT MACEDONIA.
YOU'’RE RIGHT. THERE'’S NO MACEDONIA ANYMORE.
MAYBE THAT'’S WHY THEY SHIP THEM FROM HAWAII THESE DAYS.
[SWEET] SHIP WHAT FROM HAWAII?
THEM NUTS WE'’RE TALKING ABOUT.
I'’M TALKING ABOUT MACADAM PAVEMENT.
THAT'’S WHAT I'’M TALKING ABOUT.
DON'’T GET SO HUFFY, SWEET.
MAYBE THAT'’S THE KIND OF ROADS
THEY TRUCK THEM OUT ON.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
SPARTA POLICE DEPARTMENT. PARKER WILLIAMS.
WELL, SWEET, IT'’S REAL SAD.
HE WAS TURNING INTO A REAL GOOD OFFICER.
SOMETIMES, I...
YES, SIR. WELL, THANK YOU.
WHAT'’S WRONG WITH YOU?
THAT WAS LAWSON STILES'’ NEIGHBOR.
HE HEARD STILES'’ DOG GOING CRAZY BARKING.
HE WENT OVER, AND HE FOUND STILES DEAD.
STRANGLED, GARROTED,
AND FROM THE MARKINGS ON THE NECK,
I'’D SAY IT WAS A SERRATED WIRE.
YEAH. CUT PLUMB THROUGH HIS NECK THERE.
UH, SWEET...BE SURE
TO GET A BLOOD SAMPLE FROM THE FLOOR.
YES, SIR.
WHEW. THAT'’S A TERRIBLE LOSS, BUBBA.
DAMN!
I PLAYED BALL AGAINST HIM AT OL'’ MISS.
MAN, COULD HE RUN.
MOVES LIKE YOU AIN'’T NEVER SEEN BEFORE.
FAKED ME OUT OF MY CLEATS.
WENT 60 YARDS WITH THE TOUCHDOWN THAT BEAT US.
HATED HIM FOR THAT.
AT THE SAME TIME,
I RESPECTED HIS ABILITY.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
YEAH...
HE WOULD HAVE BEEN A CONGRESSMAN,
AND A DAMN GOOD ONE, TOO.
WELL, ONE THING'’S FOR DAMN SURE.
HIS DYING'’S SURE GOING TO HEAT THINGS UP
DOWN AT THE BOTTOMS.
JUST WHAT THIS STRIKE DOESN'’T NEED...
A MARTYR.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
[RING]
HELLO.
MR. BRITTEN?
YEAH, YEAH. WHO'’S THIS?
MY NAME IS BOBBY DOBBS.
I'’VE BEEN WORKING WITH COUNCILMAN STILES.
WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?
WELL, I WAS JUST WONDERING
IF YOU WERE STILL INTERESTED
IN HAVING OUR MEN WORK AT YOUR PLANT.
YEAH--YES, I AM.
WELL, WE'’RE READY.
I THOUGHT THE COUNCILMAN
WANTED YOU TO WAIT A WHILE.
WELL, I...I'’M SORRY TO TELL YOU THIS,
BUT THE COUNCILMAN IS DEAD.
MR. BRITTEN?
YEAH. THE COUNCILMAN'’S DEAD?
I KNOW HE'’D WANT US TO CARRY ON,
BUT YOU'’RE GOING TO HAVE TO PROMISE US PROTECTION
IF WE CROSS THAT PICKET LINE.
UH, YEAH. I'’LL ARRANGE IT WITH THE MAYOR.
GIVE ME YOUR NUMBER.
I'’LL CALL YOU IN THE MORNING.
ALL RIGHT.
IT'’S 555-1924.
O.K., LOOK, MR. DOBBS... THANK YOU.
I'’M REALLY GLAD YOU CALLED, AND, UH,
I'’M SORRY ABOUT THE COUNCILMAN.
RED CAHILL'’S WIFE SAID RED WAS SOUND ASLEEP
BY HER ALL NIGHT.
WHICH SHE WOULD'’VE SAID REGARDLESS.
WHERE IS RED NOW?
SHE DIDN'’T KNOW.
HE HASN'’T SHOWN UP AT THE PICKET LINE.
OH, THERE YOU ARE.
CHIEF, RED'’S WIFE HAS ALIBIED HIM,
AND WE CAN'’T FIND HIM FOR QUESTIONING.
UH-HUH. WELL, I'’VE JUST COME FROM THE MAYOR'’S OFFICE.
WE BETTER ROUND UP SOME OF THE BOYS
AND GO TO THE PLANT.
YES, SIR. PARKER, LET'’S GO.
CHIEF, I HOPE THIS ISN'’T WHAT I THINK IT IS.
I HOPE YOU'’RE READY TO KEEP THE PEACE.
NOW THE BLOODSHED STARTS.
ABOUT 1/4 OF THESE MEN
HAVE HAD SOME EXPERIENCE.
THE REST-- WE'’LL WORK WITH THEM.
STILL, YOU'’RE LOOKING AT WEEKS
BEFORE YOU CAN SHIP AGAIN.
NO, SIR.
WE'’RE MAINTAINING OUR DELIVERY SCHEDULE.
THESE PEOPLE DON'’T KNOW WHAT THEY'’RE DOING YET.
PUSH IT,
AND YOU'’LL THROW OUT MORE THAN YOU SHIP.
IF WE LOSE SOME PRODUCT, I'’LL EAT IT.
I WANT PRODUCTION.
WE'’LL ONLY BEAT THIS STRIKE
IF THE UNION THINKS WE'’RE CHUGGING ALONG
JUST FINE WITHOUT THEM.
EXCUSE ME.
THE MACHINE PUMP'’S START.
EVERYTHING'’S THE SAME OVER THERE.
DOBBS, HOW'’S IT GOING?
HEY, MR. BRITTEN.
HOW ARE WE DOING?
I'’M IMPRESSED.
IT'’S A TOUGH SITUATION.
YOU'’RE REALLY COMING THROUGH.
THANK YOU.
WE'’RE DOING OUR BEST.
I DON'’T MIND TELLING YOU I HAD MY DOUBTS.
THIS THING WITH LAWSON STILES...
IT'’S TERRIBLE.
YEAH.
WERE YOU TWO VERY CLOSE?
CAN'’T GET MUCH CLOSER.
COMING DOWN HERE RIGHT AFTER HE DIED--
IT WAS HARD.
I WAS DAMNED IF I'’D LET HIS DREAMS DIE WITH HIM.
I UNDERSTAND.
AAH!
SHUT IT DOWN!
SHUT IT DOWN!
GET AN AMBULANCE.
HANG ON, NOW. HANG ON!
NOW!
HANG ON. WE'’RE GETTING HELP.
THAT'’S IT. TAKE IT AWAY.
YOU GOT WHAT YOU DESERVED, SCAB!
GOT A GAS BILL, A PHONE BILL,
A DRY CLEANING BILL.
MAN, THIS GUY STILES SAVED EVERYTHING.
IT'’S ALL TAX STUFF WEALTHY PEOPLE SAVE.
GLAD I DON'’T NEED IT.
I SERIOUSLY DOUBT YOU EVER WILL, PARKER.
WATCH IT NOW.
THERE YOU GO. HURRY BACK.
HI.
IF I COULD WORK ANY EXTRA SHIFTS THIS WEEKEND,
I'’D BE GRATEFUL.
OH, SURE.
SEEMS LIKE EVERYBODY WANTS EXTRA WORK.
THAT STRIKE HAS PEOPLE REALLY SCARED.
THEY MIGHT BE OUT SIX MONTHS.
WE CAN'’T LAST THAT LONG.
COME ON, SWEETIE. OF COURSE YOU'’LL MAKE IT.
DON'’T WORRY.
THANKS.
HI, JOANN.
DIANNE! YOU'’RE HERE FOR THAT PIE YOU ORDERED.
I WOULDN'’T GIVE A PARTY WITHOUT YOUR PIE.
MAYBE I THROW PARTIES
AS AN EXCUSE TO ORDER ONE.
I'’VE OFFERED YOU THE RECIPE.
ME? I'’M NO KIND OF COOK.
I'’D TURN OUT SOME AWFUL MESS.
BESIDES, IT'’S EASIER TO CALL AND ORDER ONE.
THEN IT'’S A GREAT ARRANGEMENT.
I'’LL GO GET IT.
THANK YOU.
SO, MRS. BRITTEN, YOU'’RE HAVING A PARTY?
I AM.
MY DAUGHTER TURNS 9 NEXT WEEK.
SHE WON'’T HAVE NO PARTY.
HER DADDY'’S OUT OF WORK.
YOUR HUSBAND PUT HIM THERE
AND LOTS OF OTHER WORKERS.
YOUR HUSBAND'’S RUINING OUR LIVES,
AND ALL YOU CAN THINK ABOUT
IS YOUR DINNER PARTY.
WELL, HERE'’S TO YOUR PARTY.
CHARLENE! WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?
OH, DIANNE, I'’M SO SORRY.
OH, WHAT GOT INTO HER?
I DON'’T RUN MY HUSBAND'’S BUSINESS.
I DON'’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT.
WHY'’S SHE ANGRY AT ME?
LISTEN, TIMES LIKE THESE,
PEOPLE HAVE TO HAVE SOMEBODY TO BLAME,
SOMEBODY TO GET MAD AT.
I'’M SURE SHE DIDN'’T MEAN IT.
OH, MESS!
HEY, CHIEF.
YEAH? VIRGIL.
I'’VE BEEN LOOKING AT THESE CHECK STUBS HERE.
YOU BETTER TAKE A LOOK AT THIS.
RIGHT THERE.
"UNIVERSITY OF MISSISSIPPI ALUMNI FUND."
THE ONE UNDER THAT.
WELL, WELL, WELL.
I THINK YOU OL'’ BOYS
OUGHT TO PAY A VISIT THERE.
I REALLY DO.
ANGIE, VIRGIL TIBBS. OPEN THE DOOR.
I CAN'’T. I'’M BUSY.
GET YOURSELF UNBUSIED. OPEN THE DOOR.
WHAT YOU WANT?
ANGIE, WE'’VE GOT TO TALK.
LET US IN, PLEASE!
WELL, HELLO THERE, HARLAN.
HEY, BUBBA.
LET ME HELP YOU WITH THAT.
NO, NO. I CAN GET IT.
GIVE MY REGARDS TO THE WIFE THERE.
WHY'’D YOU HAVE TO GO AND MESS ME UP?
WE HAVE TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT LAWSON STILES.
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I KNOW ANYTHING?
THIS CHECK HE GAVE YOU FOR $1,200.
EITHER YOU'’RE REAL GOOD,
OR YOU DONE IT ABOUT 1200 TIMES.
BUBBA.
IT WASN'’T LIKE THAT, TURKEY!
ALL RIGHT. HE DIDN'’T MEAN IT.
ALL RIGHT THEN, TELL US.
HE CAME HERE A LOT.
THIS WAS A PLACE HE COULD BE HIMSELF.
HIS OWN PEOPLE THOUGHT HE WAS GETTING TOO WHITE.
HE DIDN'’T HAVE TO FOOL NOBODY HERE.
NOBODY WANTED ANYTHING FROM HIM.
WHY'’D HE GIVE YOU $1,200?
THAT WAS FOR MY MAMA!
SHE NEEDED SPECIAL NURSING,
AND LAWSON WANTED TO HELP.
ALL RIGHT.
ANY IDEA WHY SOMEONE WOULD TRY TO KILL LAWSON?
OH, GOD.
HE WAS ALL WORRIED ABOUT THIS STRIKE.
HE KNEW THE UNION GUYS WOULD BE UPSET
IF HE BROUGHT SCABS ACROSS.
ONE GUY KEPT FOLLOWING HIM.
WHAT WAS HIS NAME?
I DON'’T KNOW, UH... CATES...CAIN...
CAHILL. WHAT ABOUT CAHILL?
MAYBE. I'’M NOT SURE.
I AM.
THANKS, ANGIE. BUBBA, THAT'’S IT.
THANKS.
PARKER, YOU THERE?
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
I'’VE BEEN TRYING TO RAISE YOU.
PARKER, GET AN APB OUT ON RED CAHILL.
GET HIS CAR MAKE AND LICENSE TO ALL UNITS.
BUT, DETECTIVE--
PARKER, THIS IS URGENT.
LET ME TELL YOU--
PARKER, TELL ME AFTER YOU GET THE APB
OUT ON CAHILL, PLEASE.
DETECTIVE, WE FOUND HIM.
WHAT?
I'’VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU.
WE FOUND HIM ABOUT A HALF HOUR AGO.
TAKE A LOOK AT HIS THROAT THERE--
SAME WAY STILES DIED.
WHOEVER KILLED STILES KILLED CAHILL, BUBBA.
PEOPLE GETTING THEIR THROATS SLASHED RIGHT AND LEFT,
SNOWING IN MISSISSIPPI.
WHAT THE HELL'’S GOING ON, VIRGIL?
GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY. POOR RED.
WE THINK WE KNOW WHAT THE MURDER WEAPON WAS.
YOU SEE THESE LATERAL LACERATIONS HERE,
ALMOST ALL AROUND THE NECK?
THAT'’S THE SAME SERRATED PATTERN WE FOUND ON STILES.
IT'’S KIND OF JAGGED,
LIKE IT WAS MADE BY A LITTLE SAW.
WELL, CLOSE.
IT'’S A CAMPER'S SAW.
IS THAT IT?
IT'’S NOT ACTUALLY THE ONE USED,
BUT I'’VE DONE SOME MICROSCOPIC COMPARISONS,
AND I'’M POSITIVE THAT CAHILL AND STILES WERE GARROTED
WITH ALMOST AN EXACT DUPLICATE.
I BOUGHT THIS AT A HARDWARE STORE,
BUT YOU CAN GET THE SAME SAW
AT ANY PLACE SELLING CAMPING EQUIPMENT.
SO MAYBE THE SAME PERSON KILLED BOTH MEN?
ALL RIGHT. I'’M NOT ASKING YOU FOR CONCLUSIONS.
DOES PUT A DIFFERENT SPIN ON IT THOUGH, DOESN'’T IT?
OH, HI.
HI.
HOW COME YOU CLOSED UP SO EARLY?
WITH THE STRIKE, THERE'’S HARDLY ANY BUSINESS.
IT HARDLY PAYS TO STAY OPEN.
I'’M HERE TO TALK TO CHARLENE. THAT O.K.?
SURE, SURE. GO AHEAD.
IS IT KEVIN AGAIN?
YEAH. WELL... HE GOT INTO ANOTHER FIGHT.
I TALKED THE VICE PRINCIPAL INTO NOT SUSPENDING HIM.
KEVIN'’S...WELL, HE'S GOT SOME REAL PROBLEMS.
I KNOW IT'’S THE STRIKE.
THIS DAMN STRIKE,
IT'’S HURTING EVERYBODY IN TOWN.
ESPECIALLY THE KIDS.
THEY FEEL FRIGHTENED YET POWERLESS,
SO THEY ACT THINGS OUT,
LIKE KEVIN.
BUT IT'’S ME, TOO.
THE STRIKE JUST STARTED,
AND ALREADY IT'’S MAKING ME CRAZY.
I'’VE BEEN OUT OF CONTROL.
JOANN WILL VOUCH FOR THAT.
I THINK THE KIDS ARE PICKING UP ON ME,
HOW SCARED I AM.
THAT HAPPENS.
WOULDN'’T YOU THINK GROWN MEN
COULD FIND A BETTER WAY TO HANDLE THINGS?
WE FOUND THESE RIBBONS.
PUT THEM ON TO REMEMBER RED.
ON THE LEFT ARM. REMEMBER RED.
SHOW THEM YOU REMEMBER.
REMEMBER RED.
WELL, SO THE COLD SPELL'’S STAYING WITH US, HUH?
VERY.
LOOK, WE ALL FEEL REAL BAD ABOUT OLD RED.
DAMN SHAME, ISN'’T IT, BUBBA?
EXCEPT TO ABOUT 100 PEOPLE INSIDE THAT DON'’T BELONG THERE.
HARRY, IF YOU'’RE PUTTING THE BLAME ON THEM,
DON'’T EVEN TRY IT,
BECAUSE WHOEVER KILLED RED
PROBABLY KILLED LAWSON STILES.
THIS WHOLE THING
MAY HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THE STRIKE.
WE'’D LIKE YOU TO KIND OF SPREAD THAT AROUND
AND TELL EVERYBODY JUST TO RELAX.
YEAH. WELL, PROBLEM IS, FELLAS,
YOUR CREDIBILITY STINKS AROUND HERE.
IT WAS THE POLICE DEPARTMENT THAT LET THE SCABS IN.
NOT TOO MANY PEOPLE ARE GOING TO BELIEVE WHAT YOU SAY
ABOUT RED'’S DEATH OR ANYTHING ELSE,
AND SO THERE AREN'’T ANY SURPRISES,
I DON'’T KNOW HOW LONG I CAN KEEP THE BROTHERHOOD
FROM GOING INSIDE AND BUSTING HEADS.
NO. NO, SHERIFF.
NO, I UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY,
BUT IF YOU FIND YOU CAN SPARE A FEW MEN,
WE'’D SURE APPRECIATE IT.
WE HAVEN'’T GOT THE MEN TO HANDLE THIS SITUATION
IF IT GETS OUT OF CONTROL.
YEAH. NO. THANK YOU, SIR.
YES, SIR. GOOD NIGHT.
WELL, UH, HE CAN'’T SEND US ANYBODY.
TIMES LIKE THIS, YOU FIND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE.
NO. IT'’S JUST A BUNCH OF PRISONERS ESCAPED FROM A ROAD GANG.
WENT ABOUT TEN DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS. THAT'’S ALL.
THEY PULLED A SCAB OUT OF HIS TRUCK AND BEAT HIM UP.
OH, LORD, LORD.
IT AIN'’T THE WORST OF IT.
WE SEARCHED THE CAR.
WE FOUND ASSAULT RIFLES,
9mm HANDGUNS, AND DYNAMITE.
DYNAMITE. YOU HEAR THAT?
O.K., PUT THE STUFF IN THE EVIDENCE LOCKER.
THEY BETTER SETTLE THIS THING.
I'’M SORRY. SHE SNEAKED THROUGH
BEFORE I COULD STOP HER.
THIS KIND OF BOLDNESS OUGHT TO HAVE GOOD INTENTIONS BEHIND IT.
PARKER, YOU'’RE EXCUSED.
ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'’T WANT ME TO STAY
IN CASE SHE NEEDS TO BE RESTRAINED?
SEEING THE CHAIR BESIDE THAT TELEPHONE EMPTY--
I CAN'’T TELL YOU HOW NERVOUS IT MAKES ME FEEL.
YES, SIR.
ANGIE, YOU WANT TO SIT DOWN?
WHAT I GOT TO SAY I CAN SAY STANDING.
WELL, STAND. GO AHEAD.
ALL RIGHT. WHAT IS IT?
THERE'’S A SECRET I KNOW ABOUT LAWSON STILES.
I SWORE I'’D NEVER TELL,
BUT HE'’S DEAD, AND ANOTHER MAN IS DEAD,
AND MAYBE IT'’S GOT SOMETHING TO DO
WITH ALL THIS CRAZINESS IN THIS TOWN.
YOU SURE YOU WON'’T SIT DOWN?
DON'’T TOUCH ME.
DON'’T TOUCH HER. DON'’T TOUCH HER.
I SAID I DIDN'’T!
I'’LL SAY THIS, THEN I'’LL GO.
GO AHEAD.
LAWSON STILES WAS THE CLOSEST MAN I KNEW
TO BEING A SAINT,
BUT LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE, HE WAS A SINNER, TOO,
AND MAYBE THAT SIN'’S WHAT GOT HIM KILLED.
WELL, WHAT DID HE DO?
HE WAS IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN HE HAD NO RIGHT TO.
THAT'’LL WEIGH ON A MAN'’S MIND.
WHAT WOMAN WAS IT?
HE NEVER TOLD ME,
NEVER WOULD,
BUT HE KNEW IT WAS BAD,
AND ALL HE DID WAS SUFFER.
WHY DIDN'’T HE HAVE A RIGHT TO IT?
THE STUPID DAMN FOOL WAS IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED WOMAN.
GOOD AFTERNOON, MS. BRITTEN.
MAY WE VISIT WITH YOU A FEW MINUTES?
YES, OF COURSE.
THANK YOU, MRS. BRITTEN.
SIT DOWN, PLEASE.
THANK YOU.
CAN I GET YOU SOME COFFEE?
UH, NO.
I'’M SORRY, BUT THIS ISN'T EXACTLY A SOCIAL CALL.
OH, I SEE.
THANK YOU.
WELL...
I HAVE A KIND OF UNCOMFORTABLE QUESTION
TO ASK YOU,
BUT, UH...I MUST.
WAS THERE A THING GOING ON
BETWEEN YOU AND COUNCILMAN STILES?
THAT IS ABSURD. NO.
BUT YOU WERE AT OL'’ MISS TOGETHER, YES?
HE WAS THERE, I BELIEVE.
IF Y'’ALL WERE THERE AT THE SAME TIME,
YOU MUST HAVE KNOWN HIM.
HE WAS A BIG FOOTBALL STAR.
GOT MANY HONORS IN ATHLETICS.
YOU WERE HEAD CHEERLEADER,
SO YOU KNEW HIM.
I KNEW HIM.
WELL, I PRESUME WHEN YOUR HUSBAND CAME HERE
TO MANAGE THE MILL,
THAT'’S WHEN YOU RENEWED THAT ACQUAINTANCE.
I SAW HIM, YES,
JUST TO TALK.
YOU KNOW, ONE THING ABOUT STILES,
HE KEPT EVERYTHING
INCLUDING HIS TELEPHONE BILL.
THIS, FOR THE LAST THREE MONTHS,
HE MADE 74 CALLS TO THIS HOUSE
DURING THE DAY, WHEN YOUR HUSBAND WASN'’T HOME.
YOUR HUSBAND...
DIDN'’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS, DID HE?
HE KNEW.
YES, HE KNEW.
CHIEF...
I FOUND THIS IN THE TOOLSHED OUT BACK.
THERE'’S WHAT APPEARS TO BE BLOOD ON IT.
I HATE TO TELL YOU THIS,
BUT WE BELIEVE YOUR HUSBAND KILLED TWO MEN.
MEN, NOW LISTEN.
I'’M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH.
AS SOON AS YOU ELECT NEW LEADERSHIP,
I'’M WILLING TO BARGAIN AROUND THE CLOCK.
YEAH, RIGHT!
AND I'’M SAYING PUBLICLY
WITH A FEW CONCESSIONS, WE CAN SETTLE THIS.
HERE'’S YOUR CONCESSIONS!
MEN, ALL I WANT
IS SOME LENIENCY ON SOME OF YOUR RULES.
MEN!
MEN!
MEN, PLEASE, LISTEN TO ME!
NO! NO! NO! NO!
I'’M ORDERING YOU
TO GET THOSE MEN BACK INSIDE
OR YOU'’RE GOING TO HAVE A BLOOD BATH.
IF YOUR PEOPLE CAN'’T PROTECT ME, I'’LL PROTECT MYSELF.
[POLICE SIRENS]
GLAD TO SEE YOU'’RE ALL BEHAVING YOURSELVES.
I WISH YOU HADN'’T QUIT HIGH SCHOOL, JOHN HENRY.
NOW LISTEN TO ME!
I'’M GOING IN,
AND I DON'’T WANT ANYBODY TO FOLLOW ME.
I'’M NOT HERE ON LABOR BUSINESS.
THIS IS A MURDER CASE.
IT'’S MY BUSINESS. LET ME TEND TO IT.
YOU HEAR?
COME AND OPEN THE GATE.
MR. BRITTEN, YOU'’RE UNDER ARREST.
PARKER, PUT HANDCUFFS ON HIM.
HAVE YOU GONE CRAZY?
NO. I'’M BEHAVING NORMALLY ENOUGH.
ALL YOU FOOLS, I WANT YOU ALL TO DISAPPEAR,
AND ANYBODY WHO DOESN'’T DO WHAT HE'’S TOLD
IS GOING TO BE DOING HARD TIME
WITH SOME OF THE UGLIEST MEN IN MISSISSIPPI.
GO ON.
MR. BRITTEN, PLEASE COOPERATE.
YOU'’RE VIOLATING THIS COUNTY'’S LABOR LAWS.
I'’LL SUE YOU FOR EVERY CENT YOU'’VE GOT.
WELL, THERE'’S LAWYERS WAITING TO SERVE YOU.
MEANTIME, YOU'’RE GOING TO BE INDICTED FOR KILLING TWO MEN.
NOW I WANT TO TELL Y'’ALL WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT.
THESE KILLINGS HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE STRIKE,
THEY HAD TO DO WITH THE FLESH.
WE'’RE GOING TO ALLEGE
THAT MR. BRITTEN KILLED MR. STILES
BECAUSE HIS WIFE AND MR. STILES...
UH, FELL IN THE WAY OF TEMPTATION.
HE KILLED MR. CAHILL
BECAUSE CAHILL WAS THREATENING TO SNITCH.
THAT'’S WHAT THEY CALL BLACKMAIL
IN BOSTON AND PLACES UP YONDER.
IS THAT RIGHT, MR. BRITTEN?
I'’M NOT SAYING ONE DAMN WORD WITHOUT LEGAL ADVICE.
I DON'’T BLAME YOU. YOU GOT YOUR RIGHTS.
READ HIM THAT THING THAT EVERYBODY SAYS.
YES, SIR.
YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT...
SAM, COME HERE.
I BELIEVE THESE MEN ARE WAITING FOR GOOD NEWS.
GO HOME, MEN. STRIKE'’S OVER.
AS OF TOMORROW, EVERYONE WILL BE BACK AT HIS OLD JOB.
NO ROLLBACKS, NO CONCESSIONS.
YAY! ALL RIGHT! YAY!
WHAT ABOUT THESE MEN?
WHAT'’S GOING TO HAPPEN TO THEM TOMORROW?
I CAN'’T SOLVE THAT PROBLEM FOR YOU, VIRGIL.
I'’LL TRY, BUT I JUST DON'’T KNOW HOW.
WHAT ABOUT NEW JOBS, EXPANSION?
THESE MEN TOOK A RISK FOR YOU
BELIEVING THERE WOULD BE WORK FOR THEM
WHEN THIS WHOLE MESS WAS OVER.
I'’LL DO WHAT I CAN.
UH, VIRGIL, LISTEN...
NO. ALL YOU'’RE GOING TO SAY IS
THAT THESE THINGS TAKE TIME.
THEY DO.
WELL...
THAT'’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH.
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