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save Miz Melny and then leap out of here.

Is that right? That's right.

squished by a choo-choo.

But he'll be there Don't you...

You okay, Papa Jesse? You're lookin' a little pale.

I thought they were one of those rare Southern delicacies...

If you change, so might some of them.

or a jacket you've broken in just right.

Great. I've replaced a man who didn't exist.

You come over here this instant.

Pull off into the cemetery, damn it!

somebody has lowered the wick in your brain.

- Oh, they wouldn't do that. - Miz Trafford!

No, no, no You just got to wait

Now start rollin' down these windows.

What, get involved in the Civil Rights movement?

What if that's what I'm here to do?

No offense, Papa Jesse. Oh, no offense taken.

Legada? That's a white hospital.

Like sitting down to eat.

- They didn't mean to hurt her none. - Well, what did they mean to do, Sheriff?

And even if I did, I got a right to sit at that lunch counter.

I don't wanna spend the afternoon cleanin'up blood, do I, Jesse?

Or at least that's what people are gonna say they see you in here talkin' to yourself.

You're gonna have to change your mind about a lot of things, Sheriff.

Maybe it's just a little too close to "nigger. "

In 50 years, that man never let a bad thing happen.

We better see how bad they're hurt. Now get in here, man! We gotta get the hell outta here!

Sam, you promised me you would lay low,

Am I in the right gear?

You've gotta trust God and give him time

- What are you doing, Sheriff? - Sam, you gotta get out of this.

Well, seems like a couple of the boys,

Yep, and 'cause it's right.

No more sittin' at lunch counters.

I'm just gonna, uh,

Yes. Watch my finger.

and let things get back to normal.

You're out of your league, Sam.

Just take it easy, Sam. It's going to happen.

You'd have to certify me crazy before I'd eat anybody's chitlins.