:00:31
Good morning.
:00:34
Good morning.
:01:22
...why don't you get back to your commie,
nigger-lovin' bosses up North?
:01:27
You must not know my boss - Mr. Hoover.
:01:30
He's not too fond of commies.
He'd be on your side there.
:01:33
I don't give two shits whose side
your Mr. Hoover's on, boy.
:01:37
All I know is we got 5,000 niggers in this
county who ain't registered to vote yet.
:01:42
And, as far as I'm concerned,
they never will.
:01:45
So tell your stiff suits up in Washington,
DC, they ain't gonna change us one bit.
:01:52
Unless it's over my dead body.
Or a lot of dead niggers.
:01:54
Two beer cans, a Coca-Cola bottle,
a green plastic bottle...
:01:57
...a badly burned wristwatch stopped
at 12.45, and a set of keys. No bodies.
:01:59
You'd kill, Frank?
Is that what you're sayin'?