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Oh, now tell me where can you party, child
Well, doors opening, of the light outside...
Uh, you didn't call my boy's name.
Sam Robertson Davies, R.D. Laing.
I would not work in their shops. I would not eat their food.
This evidence is the key to getting you out of here, and you'll be throwing it away, Rubin...
But, uh, then again...
Then suddenly, and without any warning...
- Yeah. Just gettin' a pack of cigarettes. That's it. - Yeah.
He could have been the champion of the world
were exactly what was needed to complete this transmission.
Dear Lesra, Terry, Sam...
not if you can do what you've done.
Visit's up.
Hurricane!
Put this man in the hole.
Nauyaks.
Don't ever get used to a place like this, Lesra.
significance of such an action?
Hey, sweetheart!
whoever is responsible for your present condition obviously cares a great deal.
Look carefully, sir. Are these the two men who did it?
- Come on. - Oh, shit!
- No, you can't call me tonight now. - I'll call you tomorrow then.
They're white.
Be seated.
- Don't you think? - Yeah, well, this guy must be...
I was angry, embittered with life.
Yeah, maybe I should go grab my gun, shoot me a half a dozen...
Well, if we can prove she got the call at 2:28.
This place is not one in which humanity can survive. Only steel can.
- What's your name? - Donnique.
It's time for you to go.
Ain't nobody putting their hands on me, Jimmy.
You are being issued a standard inmate uniform with your number sewn on it...
Does that mean anything to you?
Motherfuckers.
This is unbelievable!
Muhammad Ali and... and Ellen Burstyn. Bob Dylan.
but I do it.
It's Della Pesca.
On one hand, Rubin Carter has submitted a document...
Bradley. B-R-A-D-L-E-Y.
and, to some degree, risked their reputations.
What do you know about what it is to be me? What do you... What do you know about being in this place?
Those lies show the guilt not of Rubin Carter...
You got that? Go back to where you belong.
Can you believe that black son of a bitch?
You think I killed them people?
You called me down here at 3:00 in the morning to tell me that?
Whoa-whoa-whoa
- This way now. - Okay.
None of us can judge what you've been through, but you might wanna consider...
I can't even explain the pain hear what I'm sayin'
Thanks.
I mean, what's it to you?
I mean, we have rooms full of files.
the welterweight champion of the world.
I do it really well.
- You all right? - The referee is checking him.
How about you? You wanna come?
In this corner, from Paterson, New Jersey...
Open up, Al.
You will not be able to stay home, brother
Extend your arms. Palms. Turn around.
no proof a burglary really took place.
Your Honour, my client wishes to continue with this proceeding.
As for you, Rubin Carter, you're a menace to society.
Hello.
Second trial, ten years later, suddenly she changes her story.
I beg your pardon?
Wanna tell me again what happened? You were there having a drink? What was that?
Look out the window.
lay in not wanting or needing anything of which they could deprive me.
- Yeah? - Shit. - Hey, you okay?
Ed? Huh?
and he fought back, and so you stabbed him?
Okay.
You got him, Rubin boy!
Well, we was just out, you know, takin' a walk, right?
And you know what, Rubin? You will never be able to mention it in a court of law again.
'cept there ain't nobody in here to kill.
In the blackness of black.
Hello
the girlie books, fags, cigarettes, the movies.
Do you see? And I am going to see to it personally.
Very good. I stand corrected, Les.
after I take this shower that's gonna make me feel so good?
I began to study. I dissected my entire case piece by piece...
Take care of him.
Hey. How y'all doin'?
I cannot do it.
- Or tenderly use it - Her name was Mae Thelma.
Justice.
Show me your feet. Okay, spread 'em.
- I don't know - I don't know, I don't know
You got a girl around?
I don't want a mess, something that I can't clean up.
Oh, shit.
that an emergency call you took the night of the Lafayette bar murders was at 2:28.
Leave the boy, Elston. Lesra goin' to Toronto now.
Or not. Boxers, singers, writers, actors...
Free
Hello, boys.
Look, Mae, uh...
- Rube! - We're here.
Aw, shit, Hurricane. Didn't realize it was you.
Yes, that's the story of The Hurricane
only The Hurricane.
But Rubin Hurricane Carter is no murderer.
- Of whom? - Of the people he was workin' with.
- That is the law. - Then we transcend the law.
and you're telling me you're prepared to stop this young man's education...
he can't read, Mrs Martin.
Mr Carter.
Please
You're in my seat, country.
and convicted.
stuffed in your crotch, and we couldn't see it?