The Hurricane
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:05:04
You know that? You've learned to read.
You've learned to write.

:05:08
Writing is-- it's magic.
:05:12
You feel that sometimes?
:05:16
- Yeah, I guess I do.
- Mm-hmm.

:05:19
When I started writing...
:05:23
I discovered that I was doing more
than just telling a story.

:05:27
See, writing is a weapon...
:05:29
and it's more powerful
than a fist can ever be.

:05:33
Every time I sat down to write, I could
rise above the walls of this prison.

:05:37
I could look out over the walls
all across the state of New Jersey.

:05:43
And I could see Nelson Mandela
in his cell writing his book.

:05:46
I could see Huey.
I could see Dostoyevsky.

:05:49
I could see Victor Hugo, Emile Zola,
and-- and they would say to me...

:05:53
"Rubin, what you doin' in there?"
:05:55
And I say,
"Hey, I know all you guys."

:06:00
It's magic, Lesra.
:06:03
Mmm, they sure don't teach it
that way up in Canada.

:06:06
- Maybe you could tell me
some books to read.
- I can do that.

:06:10
But these people in Canada or anywhere
else, they can only teach you so much.

:06:13
It's up to you. It's your search. You
gotta find out what's true foryou...

:06:16
what is true for Lesra Martin.
:06:21
I never met nobody like you before.
:06:28
You think I killed
those people, son?

:06:32
- No, I know you didn't.
- How you know?

:06:35
I just know.
:06:42
I'm so glad I met you, Lesra.
:06:48
Me too.
:06:52
Visit's up.
:06:55
Everybody out.
:06:58
Come on, folks. Let's go.

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